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OPEN SHIPPING MEME

Leave me a comment with one of the characters on my muselist and a prompt! Freestyle it, or use one of the following memes to help you come up with something.

No smut in this post! That goes here.

Arranged Marriage
Fake Marriage
Intimate Bathing
Love at First Sight
Love Confessions
Marriage Life
Mistletoe
Morning After
Proper Courtship
Rescue Romance
Settled Down Shipping
Slow Dance
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It's Valentine's Day! Your character is intending to either ask someone out for a date, or give them a homemade chocolate (that might or might not be gratitude chocolate too) or anything else you can think of!

If said recipient/lucky guy/etc. happened to be one of the guys below, tag them with a prompt, and they'll make sure to give you the most special (or the worst) valentine experience your character can get.

[Idea from [personal profile] dreamofpast]
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[Athrun doesn't like this one bit.

When he had gone to bed, it had been in his own bed, in his own house. But when he woke up, he found himself in an unfamiliar condo in some kind of a resort town. None of the locals had ever heard of Orb, and for whatever reason, it was being treated as if he lived there. The only sign that something else was up was a note he had found on the kitchen table, saying that there would be someone he knew here that he needed to meet.

So now, Athrun is walking up and down the street on which "his" condo is located, eyes scanning for familiar faces.

But, as it would turn out, that someone was behind him, in his blind spot. And she would see him first.]
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[First, some music to set the mood.]

[Athrun has been through many things. However, going to bed in his own bed and waking up in another bed is one thing he hasn't experienced. Nor is dealing with some woman claiming to be his mother. Like he needed that wound reopened. Best getting out of there ASAP.

Athrun found himself in an unfamiliar town. It was small and very...green. Unsure of what else to do, he decided to heed the advice he'd been given. He made his way to the Elm Pokémon Research Laboratory.

After looking in through the windows, Athrun takes a deep breath. Well, nothing's going to get done just hanging out outside. He opens the door.]
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[Why do things just keep getting more and more strange?

The first time, Athrun woke up on the front lawn of an unfamiliar house in an even more unfamiliar neighborhood. Then he'd been whisked home. This time, he found himself in the bed of another strange house. And the less said about "Mom," the better. Athrun's mother was dead. She had been dead for nearly four years, and she would remain dead until the end of time. Athrun had already made his peace with that.

Athrun had spent some time wandering through this town -- Pallet Town, according to the sign across the street from the house in which he had woken up ("Shades of your journey await!") -- looking for a building belonging to this "Professor Oak" fellow. Eventually he found the Oak Pokémon Research Lab. He entered and looked around, but couldn't locate its namesake anywhere. Figuring he must be out and about somewhere, Athrun decided to leave. He opened the door...]


...Uh.

[And found himself face-to-face with someone he knew.]
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Instructions
1. Select one of the characters to tag below.
2. Tag with a prompt from here. You can establish the setting yourself, or ask me to do so.
3. Shipping ensues.
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[Ah, the joys of being a top military official. It was time for a gala that he was required to attend. The governing families would all be there, as well as the rest of the Chiefs of Staff and their spouses.

Which was why Athrun was waiting in the living room, waiting for Sheryl to get ready. He was in full dress regalia, every medal he'd earned pinned to his jacket. He didn't like dressing this way, but it was expected of him.]
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[Evening. Athrun's house. Athrun had prepared a cozy meal for him and his girlfriend. The candles on the table were lit, the finest silverware was laid out, and Athrun was in a suit, having asked Sheryl to dress up and choosing to do the same himself. Athrun wanted this night to be special, because it could be a night which will forever change their lives.

Finally, the main course of the meal is ready. Athrun brings out two plates of food, then takes his seat across the table after setting them down.]
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[A sleek, black Porsche rolls up to the entrance of a gated community. Its driver rolls down his window, gives vocal identification, and then cruises through the now-open gate.

Every house in this community is huge -- unsurprising, as all are owned by generals and admirals. The car pulls into the driveway, then the garage of a house on a cul-de-sac near the rear edge of the community. Once it's inside, the garage door comes down. Athrun steps out of the driver's seat of the car, then walks around and opens the passenger side door.]
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[Athrun stood near the front of the church, right in front of the altar. He was wearing a brand-new, custom dress uniform for the occasion, was freshly clean and groomed, and was standing up almost perfectly straight.

The nerves he had felt before were all but gone. He felt more at ease now than he did even five minutes ago. Now all that was needed was the bride to get this wedding under way.]

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