The "Seven Minutes In Heaven" Meme.

[sockle]

RULES • Leave a comment with your character's name and fandom. • RNG for a number between 1-10 to get your scenario. Mix and match! • Have fun!

SCENARIOS 01) One In A Million | The other person is the only reason you agreed to play this game and now you have them right where you've hoped for all night! Get it, tiger. 02) Not My Type | This is hella awkward. Is it their voice? Attitude? Appearance? You just don't want those lips anywhere near yours. Seven Minutes In Heaven, more like Seven Minutes Of Nope. 03) Seventy Minutes | You're so involved in smooching that neither of you notices the door has been locked and everyone else has left the room! Not until it's too late. 04) Unrequited | Tell them how you feel (so many! emotions!!). Even if you're a little too enthusiastic and your love is unrequited you still have seven minutes of smooching to do, as per game rules. You can't fail! 05) Seconds and Thirds | Some self-proclaimed funny man outside upped the stakes and now a third party has been shoved inside with the two of you. Make the most of it! (Three-way threads ahoy!) 06) Taken | One of you has a significant other and your seven minutes are spent smooching anyway. Oops. 07) Strangers in the Hangers | Hello there, Good Looking. Where has this hottie been all night? Who cares, now they're yours! 08) Long Lost Smooches | You haven't seen them in forever and didn't know they were going to be here tonight. Resolve that UST! 09) Party Pooper | One of those involved is upset because of #PartyShit and now they're trapped in a closet after getting dragged into playing a game they tried to avoid. Cheer them up? With kisses? Good plan. 10) Get A Room | Your seven minutes are up but neither of you wants to stop. Relocate to a spare room!

Comments

[smithwork]

[ Like a hulking jellyfish with too many limbs, he crams himself to one side so she doesn't have to deal with him taking up the frankly negligible space too much, arms folding across his chest to try and keep them still. ]

Pretty sure the heir to any throne isn't meant to be shoved in a locked space with musty old coats, but I could be wrong.

[ Clearing his throat, his chuckle wears out. Best to address the situation like a mature adult, right? That's what she is, that's what he is, neither of them likely want to suffer a pratfall like this. Unless she does, but don't be stupid. ]

So, uh. We don't have to, y'know, play with each other. [ fUCK — ] Play the game, I mean, if you're not up for it. That's fine with me.

[snedronningen]

[ She smiles at his obvious nerves and tries to just-- keep to her side of the closet, out of consideration for his own comfort of course. She also does her best to keep the distinct chill out of the air. ]

What should we do for seven minutes then? And how do you propose we keep them fooled?

[ Don't let them in don't let them see~~~ ]