Cultures handle sex incredibly differently. While it may be casual in some societies, in others, the act of copulation equates with commitment. And that's all in one species! This gradient of reactions and attitudes becomes even more complicated with the addition of different species. Yes, species...sentient and sapient, of course! Be those races alien, magical, vampiric, angelic, animalistic, or even a vague mutation of humanity itself, all have a somewhat nuanced view of what sex should be, be it healthy or unhealthy. There's probably even other ways to go about it for them, not to mention the variation in the actual mechanics. How presumptuous to assume that everyone in this whole wide universe would be shaped exactly like bland ol' humans?
Throwing two species together for a sexual rendezvous is inadvisable, yet it happens. Specifically, it happens in this meme. Whether the encounter is nervous, romantic, non-consensual, awkward, sexy, or anywhere in between, there's bound to be baggage, unfamiliarity, and the ultimate culture clash.
- Comment with your character, your character's species, and your detailed preferences, because this meme will definitely push some boundaries. Mention if you're open to assumed CR and AUs.
- I was fairly liberal while making this meme. Human-mutants or genetically modified humans can count as a different species, because I know there are a lot of those in DWRP.
- Feel free to AU characters to be any species you want. Vampire AU! Angel AU! Alien AU! Go crazy.
- Reply to others. Use the RNG to determine your scene.
First Meetings: Don't you know it's the tradition of their homeland to have a tryst after introductions.
Long Awaited: You've been involved for a while now, and the shoe's about to drop. You have to get physical at some point.
Putting It Off: ...don't you? Actually, you don't want them to see just what you've got going on, so you've been coming up with outlandish excuses not to have sex. That ends now.
Love: Being in love makes everyone - and everything - beautiful.
Stranger in a Strange Land: You only have one ally in this new, weird place. Better make those bonds tight.
Different Expectations: To you, sex is just a casual game. To them? You're now good as married.
Not Wanted: They want you, but you want nothing to do with them.
See What You've Got: Is it bad you're excited to see what a real life [insert species here] has in their pants?
Just Friendly Curiosity: You're bros, honestly! You just want to see what the big deal is. Surely you can't be that different...
How Will it Fit?: No, seriously. How is that going to fit? You two aren't made to go together in that way.
You Do What?: That doesn't sound like sex at all. Are you sure they're not challenging you to battle.
Not What I Have in Mind: Huh. You really pictured something wildly different.
Unique Quirk: They have extra sensitive horns or wings or the like that can be used for extra fun.
Arcane Magic or Science: They have to get your help to perform some kind of ritual. It also has to be done naked.
Alliance and Marriage, Same Thing: To negotiate peace between your species and theirs, you've got to put a ring on it.
It's for an Experiment!: You two just want to see if your kind can ever be together.
Changed: Somehow, you've been morphed into whatever they are. They're going to be a pal and show you around in your new body.
Difficulties: Okay, there's going to have to be some thought about the logistics here. It's not going to be an easy wham-bam-thank-you-m'am.
Modification: Maybe you can't do the classic penetration, but there are other ways to get off.
Power Up: There are interesting ways you can put abilities to use.
Hurt: You didn't mean to, but you hurt them physically.
Beauty is in the Eye of the Beholder: They're actually the most gorgeous specimen back home. You're the ugly one! Well, not exactly to them, but you do look a little funny.
Grossed Out: You tried to be open minded. Yeah, it's not working out. You're turned off.
Take It Slow: Don't rush things along in general is good advice, especially for this mismatched coupling.
More Human than Human: Wait. That's it? You expected - and wanted - something a little more bizarre and exotic.
Unconfident: Wouldn't they like someone of their own kind better? You can't help but feel a bit insecure and unloved.
Did You Know: Some species have a heat cycle! You've volunteered to help out a lover or friend with theirs.
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Tiphane Fortanceste | original | ota 20+
Rikuo 🦈 Darkstalkers m/f
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The Zora and Merfolk may look similar to an outsider, but between each other, the differences are clear as night and day. The placement and number of fins, the Merfolk's long claws, the Zora's head tails, the general proportions of their bodies... They were different, yes, but like lions and tigers rather than cats and dogs. This in no way stopped Rikuo from finding Mipha to be astoundingly beautiful- if anything, the exotic qualities only made her moreso. It certainly made accepting her as his Empress easier.
The two species had not always been friends, and the shakey peace between them needed some reinforcement. Rikuo, in all his nobility, had wanted to ensure it for the sake of his people and the Zora. The retiring predecessor Merfolk emperor had concluded the ultimate symbol of trust was for the famously protective King Dorephan to place his daughter into the protection of the new Merfolk Emperor, Rikuo. The first celebration was in the Zora's domain, a more reserved and formal affair that suited their culture. The second was in the capital kingdom of Rikuo's empire, a wild party that couldn't be contained. There was only one thing left to do, and Rikuo found himself unusually nervous about it. He was famously fearless, known by the epithet the Aquatic Daredevil. There were countless stories of his courage and valour, prodigious prowess in battle. His natural personality was a fun-loving extrovert, but one who took his duties to his people very seriously. It was odd to think of what was to happen tonight as one of them.
"I cannot help but feel, in some ways, I benefit much more than anyone from this arrangement," he confesses once they're finally alone. He'd seen to it that his palace was renovated for Mipha's comfort. His people spent almost all their time underwater, but Zora seemed to like life to involve more of the surface. So their bed-chamber was a little of both, a raised platform in the centre with a balcony around the edge and waters below. It felt odd to him to have a window that showed the sky instead of the bottom of a lake, but the moon shining in as they stood on the platform did make Mipha seem almost ethereal, like a goddess of the water. "To earn the hand of a woman like you, a man should have to perform all manner of incredible feats..."
He holds open one of his enormous clawed hands, palm towards her. Her hand is easily four times smaller than his oversized fins. It would make the Merfolk gesture of pressing palms together unusual... but he was still interested to feel it.
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The alliance between the Merfolk and Zora people was tenuous at best; her father had never been the biggest fan of their culture, as the Zora were patrons of the arts, the genteel knights of both land and sea. However, there was more than several benefits in uniting their kingdoms, as well as combining their admittedly starkly contrasted traits into the future generation. Mipha was not immediately happy with her arrangement to wed the Merfolk's newly appointed emperor, for her heart belonged to another... but she had always been a dutiful princess. This was simply another part of expectation as her happiness had little to do with the survival of her species.
The culture shock was overwhelming to her, and was a blatant display of how little the two species shared common ground as a society. She was a wallflower during the entirety of the celebration of their wedding, shyly and modestly accepting praise and gifts whilst staying close to Rikuo. Zora weddings are a much more humbling affair, with important rites of passage and shows of courtship. Male Zora are performers at heart, choosing to dance, spar or create baubles and jewelry for the affection of their woman - a female Zora responds positively by gifting her beloved something she made by hand. The two species could not be any different in their ways of showing romantic, and eventually sexual, interest. This however, intrigued Mipha. She had always been rather scholarly at heart.
She's quiet when they finally find their privacy within their now shared quarters. Mipha does admire his ability to adapt, finding the renovation of his chambers rather generous and impressive. She had been prepared to consummate their union underwater the way Merfolk do; something she admittedly did not mind, but the consideration he put into ensuring their bed was above water was touching. She still wore her wedding jewelry and white shawl, both hand-made by the greatest of Zoran artisans. And she would remain to, as per tradition, until Rikuo decided it best for her to be undressed.
"If you were a Zoran, perhaps." A small smile plays upon her lips as she slowly raises her head. "But you have already proven your worth, time and time again. You are a man of the people... you deserve nothing but the best." Pleasantries flow easily from her lips, ever the diplomat, she was.
As Rikuo holds out his hand for her, Mipha visibly hesitates. She had not let him touch her, disallowing any physical contact until their marriage would be consummated. A small part of her was frightened by the immensity of his large palms, the webbing between his fingers and the sharp, threatening claws... but she was also fascinated, knowing that he meant her no harm in the end. Slowly, carefully so, she places her tiny hand against his own, palm up. Mipha marvels silently at the size difference for a few quiet moments, before meeting his gaze.
"... shall we begin?"
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Rikuo's heart, on the other hand, belongs to no one. It always felt like he had a lifetime to look for love and not much inclination to rush. Being a heartthrob by his species' standards helps. It makes the situation easier on him by far, but one thing can be said for sure- he's trying his best. He wore clothes (at least what little the Zora themselves did) when he visited the Zora's Domain, though they were clearly uncomfortable and made him feel clumsy. And while Merfolk courtship generally consisted of showing off as much as possible in their chosen field, he'd tried the Zora way, a little. He was, at least, a fantastic dancer. He had done things the Merfolk way as well- slaying some of the stronger monsters Hyrule had to offer with his bare hands. That was perhaps more to put King Dorephan at ease than to attract Mipha. Knowing she was with a warrior probably helped his decision. The same had applied to staying close to her during the wild party his people had thrown- he'd made his promise to protect her, even if he personally acknowledged her strength, and he kept his promises.
He smiles as he feels her hand press to the palm of his, so much smaller. They even have a different number of fingers, she has one more than he. Slowly enough she can see what he's doing and pull away if she wishes, his fingers close around her hand entirely, the long claws retracting as best he can.
"I will not do you the disservice of saying I love you," he says earnestly. He's direct and frank, which in itself isn't necessarily a bad thing. It certainly can't hurt to know he's like that when he decides to pay compliments or express his feelings. "But... everything about you makes it feel like it could happen at any moment."
He hopes that helps. He may be of the more fierce race, and he's a show-off with a bit of an ego. But if there's one thing Rikuo wants, it's to help. Unlike the Zora, who have long lineage and lines of succession, Merfolk emperors are chosen by their people, and he never wants to let his people down. And once they have children, Mipha's people will be his too. They should begin.
He doesn't think to ask her about removing the beautiful clothing she wears because he hasn't quite learnt the nuances of clothing yet. That alone makes it exciting, anyway. Otherworldly. He lowers his head, nuzzling against her. Running the length of the fins on his head across hers. Her two thick fins compared to his four, thinner examples. His free hand placed atop her head so it can move the palm slowly and slickly down the tail. His skin is much like a dolphin or frog, smooth and rubbery. It's fairly clear he has no precise idea what would feel good, but a close intimacy, an attempt to learn, is also evident. His own stance, relaxed and open, invites her to do the same.
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Her father's approval of the man she would soon wed meant more to Mipha than she initially would show. King Dorephan was ultimately the final decision-maker, and if he were a more strict father, he needn't not ask her opinion. But he was lenient with his children and spoiled Mipha in the way fathers do. He ensured that she knew her place in this world but also how to take care of herself, how to lead with grace and fair treatment. Rikuo was a powerful ally to make, and every powerful man regardless of species needed a gentle, firm touch of a woman to keep him humbled. Mipha seemed to be the perfect fit for Rikuo's ego, their differences notwithstanding.
And surely so, Mipha had fallen in love many, many years ago with the realm's champion; a knight beyond compare who was destined for greater things. His fate entwined with her own in a way that did not permit an intimate relationship due to his obligations, but Link remained to be her first love - but that was not to say that he would be her only. Zora are notoriously long-lived, after all.
Rikuo's attempts at courtship, regardless of the intent of whom he tried to impress, did not go unnoticed by her. Zoran women are known for being quite... easy, to impress, especially with displays of strength and agility that go hand in hand with their cultural ways of showing off, a blatant indication of virility and genes meant to be passed to the next generation. Despite their societal advancements, there was still a sort of primal urge to mate with only the most worthy and Rikuo had left many Zoran females quite taken with him. Even Mipha, who was not so easily moved (after all, she had never been openly courted before) found herself intrigued by this curiously attractive fellow, who had been anointed as an Emperor, from lands faraway and different from the life she had always known.
She does not feel uncomfortable as he draws closer, which both surprises and placates her all at once. He was the average height of an adult male of her species, if not a bit taller if taking his grandiose fins into consideration, to which she found some comfort in. His hand closes around her own, dwarfing her palm and disappearing behind webbed digits and claws he attempts to retract.
"You are too kind," she murmurs as his cheek brushes against her own. His fins tickle her, and Mipha giggles. It is a tender, unexpected gesture that leaves her a bit more anticipatory than she would have thought she'd be. "We have..." she pauses, tilting her head upward as his palm smooths over the crown of her head, to her tail hanging at the back of it. The tail wags a bit, and she steps into his chest whilst still yearning into Rikuo's hand. Her skin is slightly rough, glimmering crimson scales meeting softer white flesh of her face and torso. Mipha has to lean into him, taking his other hand.
"We have... many years to change that, if you allow it to be so. I want the children from our union to be from love... to populate a new, stronger race, with nothing but love in their hearts." Whilst leaning into him, Mipha balances on her feet, and presses the briefest of kisses to his chin. And she smiles; her teeth are sharp behind full, red lips.
"Will you take me underneath the waves? I would like to lay with you as your kind would."
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Only a year ago, Rikuo would likely have enjoyed the company of a few Zoran females and probably have raised a scandal enough to prevent any sort of agreement from letting him anywhere near Mipha. When he was chosen, but before his predecessor's retirement, he had tried to fit in as much adventure as possible before he had to settle into his role. But when the pride of his people was on the line, he would do whatever it took to uphold it. If that meant refraining from being the handsome rogue he lived to be or defeating an army alone; it made no difference. He has no regrets how things had turned out, though.
He lets out a quiet, intrigued sound as he feels the slight scratch of her scales on his smoother palm. The sound perks up into a small, 'ah' of pleased surprise when Mipha's head-tail wags, and she presses against his chest. The muscle there is thick and tightly compressed, truly like a predator at its peak. His gills are just below his pecs, and they flutter slightly in the equivalent of a sharply drawn breath when her lips touch his chin. He has just experienced his first kiss and, in fact, his first introduction to the concept at all. But they flare considerably more when her smile is wide enough to show her teeth for the first time in his view. Sharp! enters his head in a wordless flash of instinct, a deep-rooted reaction to the predatory titans of the sea his ancestors had contended with, which may well have been Mipha's ancestors. But Rikuo has always been a daredevil who has chased the thrills of danger. His own wide smile is not nearly so toothsomely ferocious, his teeth smaller and neatly uniform with only slight points, aside from four canines, two top and two bottom, which are definitely fang-like. Between the exhilaration of her teeth and her beautiful words, he's eager to comply with her request.
"Any wish you have is a divine command to me, especially such a delightful one." Rikuo couldn't sound more earnest as he steps back to the platform's edge with her hand in his, planning to fall gracefully into the warm waters with his bride. His dorsal fin splits seamlessly down the middle, forming a wide pair of almost winglike fins that keep them from sinking even if they remain in place. The underwater half of their room is just as furnished as the surface, albeit differently. There's even a second bed in the form of a repurposed giant clam. He keeps a soft hold on her hand as his other fingers following the boundary between red and white on her face. There's no difference between his skin's texture and colour differences, the same smoothness all over. Naturally, his voice is clear as day above or below water.
"...What was that you did? With your lips?"
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Idunn | OC | F/F
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I totally forgot but there's also probably something to done with Elda's blood affinity RE biting Idunn what with it feeding on not only blood but a part of the emotional spectrum which in her case would be like sucking out people's maturity more or less.
But okay cool then I think I can kick us off do you have some particular starting point you think seems fun? My thought is basically like committed longer stable relationship backdrop but maybe specifically focus on some moment Elda's ... well frankly horny for whatever reason and play around with some manhandling using her strength. ]
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[ There's a chance that it seems abrupt after dinner... breakfast? Both? It's a little complicated by Elda's vampiric need to try to be a night cycle even if she has tried to adapt for the witch. Her... love was a night owl to begin with so it wasn't hard per se, but it was something she did find some regrets over now that she was around someone who could go out in the sun, that she necessitated it to be dark to be safe. Either way. Vampires could eat and get nutrition from nothing except blood, but Idunn had worked and conspired to prepare various drinks and potions and such for her over time. She -- she had a lot of trust for the woman these days. A beloved companion, a salvation for her out of her loneliness-- a lover.
But it might not come across right now because her eyes have turned predatory and catlike and shortly after dinner as they were in theory both cleaning up and doing dishes and the like Elda hisses to herself and reaches out with her impossible strength (especially considering she's a full foot shorter than Idunn) to grab her by the highest point on her waist Elda could grip, hard on both sides and slams her up against the wall- ]
Wha--t was - in that?! I am positively- burning with energy now!
[ She might be trying to sound annoyed and threatening, but it's... not the same bark she once had. They've known each other, been together with each other too long for that to work, and besides that the blush on her pale skin and hot breath does betray her. ]
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But Idunn had been yearning for Elda to be a bit more...direct. Assertive. Forceful. The cranky, anxious nature is cute, like a girl trying to cope with her first instance of puppy love, but Idunn is thirsty and needy. So, today, with a simple love potion (of sorts) added to Elda's dinner, Idunn has to only wait for whatever may happen. Elda is a vampire, after all, Idunn does question how much of an effect, if any, the potion will have.]
Oh!
[Idunn lets out a squeak of surprise, immediately followed by a giggle as she is pinned to the wall. For all her vast magic powers, the witch is as frail and squishy as she looks, but she welcomes the forceful change in behavior.]
Are you still hungry after having my newest recipe? You are looking at me like I'm your dessert, dear.
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I... [ Her fangs are growing. They're getting longer and she can smell Idunn's blood and she can sense her heat and she can feel her own ... ] You-- you foolish woman I want nothing more than to simply eat you up right now!
[ It's an idle threat at worst and an innuendo at best, but she groans and ... and...
No, screw it, frustrated beyond all measure and keeping her pinned to the wall with the one arm, Elda is going to just literally rip the clothes off of Idunn. She needs to see those stupid, huge, amazing, soft breasts. ]
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Oh, no. Please don't.
[The lilt in her voice makes the request far from convincing. She gasp she lets out as her dress is torn off, however, is genuine surprise. But following that is a giggle.
Her clothes are torn off like nothing more than paper. Her breasts pour out, the force of their release sending them jiggling. Now bare, their size is even more obvious. Each is bigger than Elda's head and topped with puffy nipples that may actually be larger than Elda's own breasts all by themselves.]
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[ But the thought is lost on her. She's too charged, too hot, too... too everything. She needs an outlet, possibly more than one outlet for the moment. She thought she would be sated to have performed something which on any other woman would be an utter humiliation - but of course Idunn would simply love it. Of course she would!
Plus the bounce of those breasts, the invitation of those over-sized nipples... she does love her. She loves her and she loves that ridiculously endowed body of the other. And she also loves...
The scent of her blood is too much. Normally Elda would ask permission and normally she would make the more merciful (in her mind) incision into the other's neck. But right now, pinned at Idunn was, Elda decided to indulge a fantasy of sorts.
Her fangs elongated and needy she centers her mouth around one of the other's nipples, latches, and then plunges her fans in. She will have her fill this way. ]
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If you were thirsty, all you had to do was ask, dear.
[Idunn bites her lip. Her girlfriend has her pinned to a wall, stripped, and bit, like she is some slab of meat. Her experiment is working better than she ever could have hoped. This animalistic passion is as intimidating as it is exciting.]
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They look catlike, predatory. She's still running on some level of charge, and honestly the blood - as well as the vitality and possibly a hint of magic - she extracted from the other only serves to make her more energized ]
That would not remind you of what you play around with when you tease me. [ She says with a huff, but it's... not really a cruel threat, not really. She's just indignant and... ] Besides, you forget that I can smell anything about you, including your hints of arousal.
[ And her fear. She doesn't say that part, as she suspects its just instinctual. Still, a to make her point, the hand now pinning the other dances down to go between Idunn's legs. ]
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How could I not be? I've forgotten the last time you were so passionate and so lovely.
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... She's not calming down at all. She really has been messed with! Okay, focus.
Focus ]
Honestly. Do you think me so incapable of this normally...
[ It's a question, but she trails off on it because she suspects - no, she knows it's true. She's too easily flustered. Too willing to be swept up like a maiden. This sort of more aggressive movement from her is atypical of her approach to matters of sex, at the very least. It fills her with some irritation but also a large amount of - pleasure? Knowing she can excite Idunn like this.
Her hand goes between the witch's legs, running soft nails against her thighs. She used to have them longer but having a female lover does require some cutting - they are still sharp though, and she wills the claws to be a little more pointed than usual on the soft skin as she worked her way up. ]
Your blood energizes me so, now.
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