interspecies love

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Interspecies Love Meme

Vampires and humans. Angels and demons. Ghosts and the living. The idea of "opposites attracting" is hardly a new one, but with the rise in popularity of supernatural creatures, aliens, and other sentient beings beyond our human understanding, the forbidden romance trope has been injected a shot of fresh blood- sometimes quite literally.

This meme does just that, taking the whole "not meant for each other" thing to it's most logical extreme. Of course, it's not always angst and depression. These days, mermaids and bird-people can have their relationships in peace to some degree.

Rules

• Comment with your character, putting any preferences you have (ie, "humanoid characters only," F/M, etc). Also, be sure to note your character's "species" for others to reference (Name | Character | OTA | Human, ghost, mutant, alien, vampire, god, zombie-catgirl hybrid, etc).
• Reply to others. If your characters aren't different species, feel free to AU or anything else like that.
• Use the rng to determine your prompt.
• Also I didn't think I needed to say this, but be excellent to each other. Dick comments and anon bullying are not on.

Prompts

1. Meeting: Did you know there were, I don't know, werewolves before this? Or maybe you thought all aliens were evil. Will this...thing change your perception?
2. Falling in Love: You know you're not the same, but your feelings don't care.
3. Self-Hate: Perhaps you're mad at the being you're in love with, yet you're more angry at yourself.
4. Can't Be Together: Whether for self-inflicted reasons or societal rules, you can't be in love with who your heart has chosen and it's putting a strain on you.
5. Pushing You Away: Things are getting too intense, and for both of your sake, you want to make friend/crush/lover hate you.
6. Beauty & the Beast: One of you is beautiful, the other hideous. Maybe, though, the beautiful one is ugly in the eyes of society, depending on where you live. Whatever the case is, you don't look the same.
7. Confession: Screw the rules, you're going to tell that sweet girl/guy/other how you feel! What can go wrong? Or this is something you've put a lot of thought into and you're scared, but you're going to do it.
8. First Time...or Not: Finally, the two of you are taking the next step and getting physical. It may go off without a hitch, depending on your...you know, or- OH GOD, HOW IS THAT GOING TO GO IN HERE. Wait, you have a...?
9. The Kinky Option: Hey, maybe being different will pay off. Think about it. A long tongue? Ghost powers? Sounds like it could be fun in the bedroom.
10. Prejudice: "What are you doing with that dirty monster?" "You know we can't be involved with humans!" "We don't take kindly to your type around here." Why can't people just leave you two be?
11. Facing Your Instinct: It's hard to be with someone when you want to suck their blood. Or eat their brains. Or possess them.
12. Because of Me: Your lover has been dragged into your fight or hurt by others of your kind. Now they're in the crossfire.
13. Standing Up For You: Hey, knock it off! I don't care what you think, he's perfect in my eyes.
14. You Don't Know You're Beautiful: The fluffy option where you're trying to make your loved one see just how much you care and how they're beautiful to you, no matter what.
15. Gifts: Show your affection with a gift from your culture.
16. Starting a Family: Can you even reproduce? Is it something you want to consider? Perhaps it's new ground to tread, so you'll have to be the first to think about it.
17. WILDCARD

Comments

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[selfmadevampire]

[Two nights ago the Dracula Buffy knew was found with his head topping an iron spear. Someone also sent Spike a first-edition copy of Dracula and fifty pounds cash. The postmark led to San Francisco in the Embarcadero, and word on the street among the local non-nasty demons pointed out a new nightclub called the All-Nighter.]

[It's not bad. There's a coffee-shop level downstairs for people who need a break from the pounding music, or want an all night spot without paying a cover. Lots of dark wood, sturdy furniture, prices that are as far from ridiculous as San Francisco gets. Upstairs, past bouncers who are much more concerned with checking IDs than checking weapons, lies a huge dance club, centering around an underlit floor set over an aquarium with tiger sharks in it. The bar is at the far end, along with stairs to a railed mezzanine where most of the tables sit. A live DJ who actually knows what she is doing is spinning, and overlooking it all is the one vampire in the room.]

[D stands at the railing beside his usual table, surveying the crowd. He looks more like a modern Russian mobster than a vampire--an up to date black suit, leather gloves, a steel briefcase beside his chair. He is talking into a state of the art smartphone, one finger in his ear to block the music.]

No, you idiot, you are the one who does not understand. I am taking your city. There will be no more blood cults, no more indiscriminate reproduction. You can protest, and end up like that impostor, or you can submit and keep your head.

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[her_gift]

( She follows the clues - how can she not? Not that she isn't grateful the far too pretty for his own good Dracula is experiencing some of the same torture he put his victims through - historically speaking (Can Vampires feel a spike through their head?) - she can't help but wonder who possesses the power to do it. So that leads her to San Francisco. She has a bag of spikes, holy water and other weapons slung over one shoulder. There are also a few nasty surprises stuck up her sleeves.

What? A Slayer can't be too careful. What if that whole head on a stick thing was a trap? He had smelled real enough, which isn't something she wants to think about for too long.

She pushes open the door to the dance club and steps inside. A quick flash of her ID is good enough, which makes her think there are more than a few interesting guests at the establishment.

Yet his voice is what captures her attention first. Approaching him from behind, she cocks her head and smirks: )

No one will want to work with you if you talk to them like that.

[selfmadevampire]

[He pauses, and turns, expression calm, a ghost of a smile on his lips. Only the tiniest line between his brows indicates that she's not the one he was expecting. He speaks into the phone one last time.] You have twenty four hours to either sign the agreement or clear out. Now if you will excuse me, I have more pressing business. Consider this your one warning. [He hangs up, glancing at the phone in distaste before tucking it into his pocket.]

Ah yes, true enough. [His expression immediately becomes more pleasant, and he spreads his hands.] But I have no desire to work with him. He is a criminal, a mass murderer and a cult leader. I do not want him compliant. I want him gone.

May I be of some assistance to you, Miss?

[her_gift]

( She frowns and blinks at him, not quite sure what to make of him. But there's something. Her SpideyVampy senses are going wild. )

Buffy. Summers. ( Crossing her arms over her chest, she looks around and shakes her head in amusement at the shark tank. ) Interesting place. I can't imagine you do much dancing, though.

( Pulling out a stake, she waves it. )

Look familiar or am I losing my touch?

[selfmadevampire]

[Gasps of shock from a few tables around them as she pulls out the weapon. A dark-suited man in the corner reaches under his suitcoat, but the vampire raises a hand and he backs off.]

Yes, yes, it is quite familiar. [He sounds calm, maybe a little disappointed.] Is that why you are here? To publicly threaten a complete stranger? I am curious as to why you would think that necessary.

[her_gift]

( She glances around, calculating how many potential enemies surround her, but she remains calm. This is all apart of her training. Being a Slayer means not submitting to fear.

Smirking faintly, she spins the spike and puts it back under her coat. )

Believe me, if I was threatening you, it wouldn't be with visuals.

[selfmadevampire]

[The people around largely give every appearance of being now mildly horrified clubgoers, mostly normal humans. The security guy in the corner watches them like a hawk, but doesn't reach for his gun again, instead backing off when his boss gestures.]

[The vampire himself seems...unimpressed. Hard, bright green eyes sweep over her, and he tilts his head slightly. He could argue the point of her threatening him--after all, the club's security cameras recorded her stake-brandishing--but he decides to let it go for now.] Then what brings you here?