I don't care who you are

[hydrates]

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

[refulgo]

Amalthea went still beneath him, like a deer in the growth beyond, sleek muscles tense and wanting. Alongside the weight of his words, her breath whisked into the cool night air, a needy sound softly lilting. She wanted to take it back ─ but Thranduil's sincerity wrapped her tight, blown pupils hiding behind translucent lids.

Her un-salvagable heart thrummed with life.

"I can barely see my forest," she murmured brokenly in turn, fingers trembling as they dared to raise, dangerously close to his. "My reflection in the clear waters . . . I was endless once. Now it's only the color of his eyes, the shape of his profile in the sunset."

[tauraran]

The tension was born of sweet anticipation. Thranduil was a guardian and a hunter; he knew how to tell the difference. It was easy to slide his arms around her waist and ensconce her - in part - in the warm folds of his robe. His cheek was pillowed on her white hair and he fell absolutely still.

"You are mortal now." he had known another to choose that fate and even embracing it had not made it easier, "Love is complex - sometimes it is achingly sweet and other times it is full of bitter sorrow. If he is truly beyond your reach and a Man, there is no point in seeking him."

He did not mind Men, yet it bothered him greatly to think of her pining herself after one. That could bring her close to death.

[refulgo]

She grasped at the monarch. A grip to keep him, even while she shook with uncertainty, felt the pull of something called guilt as she wordlessly pleaded Thranduil to stay. Under his sculpted cheek, her head turned, wetness beading long lashes.

"If you're human enough to cry," Schmendrick had woed, "then no magic in the world could change you back."

Did it matter now, truly? The mortal coil already had her in its grasp.

Remembering to breathe, Amalthea wilted. Slipped in every sense, his hold the only thing keeping the woman-creature from crumpling to her knees as she openly wept. Too long had she weathered this.

"I haven't the strength."

To let go of this, to hold on. Who could say.

[tauraran]

He would hold her aloft in the midst of this sea. Beads of moisture were a given and he did not think less of her for shedding them. Eru above knew he had released enough tears to water his forest after the demise of his wife. Therefore his arms were ready for her and he embraced her without comment, ensuring she did not collapse.

"You do not need it." and thus was his judgement. He would brook no argument about it.

"Healing will come with time. The quiet of this forest will serve you well."

[refulgo]

So it was. His declaration was firm, unmovable and, despite herself, Amalthea wanted to believe it true. She loathed the weakness this body had brought upon her, loved it for what it had given, even as the aftermath suffocated her so. Could she find even a sliver of acceptance, perhaps . . .

Thranduil held her, and she shed her sorrows. Felt his sympathy, the pang of his own losses as they silently mingled with her own.

She thought, perhaps, her tears weren't entirely for herself.

"Would I ask of it," Amalthea said, voice like a leaf on the wind. "It carries such burden already. As does its King."