Seven Minutes In Heaven

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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 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!

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[grind_pantera]

[Doesn't seem to be any answer on the other side. Now Grimm is just being a big pouty-baby and sitting against the wall.]

Forget it, it's pointless. We ain't gettin' out until it's time.

[gingernut]

[ Hands on her hips, she huffs and sinks down to sit against the opposite wall, slumping against soft coats. He really is such a big grouchy cat, it wouldn't do to laugh. ]

We could nap?

[ Not that there's anywhere soft to lie down except their laps, but. ]

[grind_pantera]

We don't need to rest all the time, like you humans do.

[At least it's only mildly insulting.]

...So what's with you and Kurosaki, anyway?

[gingernut]

[ Classic Grimmjow, casually insulting people and then making them choke. ]

W-What? What do you mean?

[grind_pantera]

You wanna' jump his bones, or what? I don't know much about all that stuff, but you should probably just force it. He's too stupid to get it, otherwise. In Hueco Mundo, if you want something, you just take it.

Just throw him down, already.

[gingernut]

[ gRIMMJOWWW whyyyy. ]

I don't want to throw anyone down!

[grind_pantera]

I thought you humans were all chock full of biological urges or something.

[gingernut]

N-No, not at all! Kurosaki-kun is nakama, that's all.

[ and will be for about five billion years from now, probably. ]

[grind_pantera]

Eeeeeeeeeeeeeh? Nakama? The hell is that?

[gingernut]

Your friends who become your family, the people you care about most and want to protect.

[ Since they're both stuck here, and Urahara has seemingly adopted the fluffiest Espada ... Orihime pokes the toe of her boot against his leg. ]

Grimmjow-san might be nakama one day, if he sticks around.

[grind_pantera]

Tch. Like Arrancar need friends. You forgot what I am? We're monsters that eat the souls of others. Hell, we even eat each other. Now with that asshole Aizen gone, it's gonna' go back to free-for-all.

[He locked eyes with her for a moment. It wasn't easy being the Vegeta. Everything went strange when your enemies became allies. Not that she ever much registered as an enemy of any sort, on his radar.]

Never did say thanks, back there. For fixin' me up, I mean. More than once.

[gingernut]

Grimmjow-san can do whatever he wants, of course.

[ But, eh. She's known much worse arrancar, waving off the thanks. ]

I'll help if you're ever hurt again, just don't get too busted up all the time, okay?

[ She has to leave some leeway because #shounenboy. ]

[grind_pantera]

...It's tense, bein' alone with you. It's a little scary, I don't wanna' end up like Ulquiorra. You did something to the bastard, made him act all weird. Probably the only reason Ichigo beat his ass.

I don't wanna' get infected with that.

[gingernut]

I didn't infect Ulquiorra-san.

[ Excuse you, sir!! ]

... Why are you tense? You know I can't hurt you.

[grind_pantera]

You musta' done something to him, even if ya' did it by accident. Made him soft. Made him weak.

[gingernut]

Ulquiorra-san was very strong, right until the end.

[ He tried to kill Ichigo, but. She's compelled to defend the former Cuarta, arguably her most constant protector (even on orders) while imprisoned because he wasn't good, but he wasn't bad. ]

[grind_pantera]

I still can't believe Kurosaki stole my chance to get revenge on that guy. I wanted to beat Ulquiorra, one day.

[He frowns and grumbles to himself, thinking back on that very long few days. He was unconscious for some time after getting axed, but managed to hear a lot of second-hand information after he had been fixed up.

His eyes moved to hers again, before he moved closer. It seemed he was studying her visually, like he was trying to figure out a piece of modern art.]

I almost wish I could remember bein' human, so at least I'd be able to figure out why you guys do what you do.

[gingernut]

[ It's not the phrasing of wanting to have a good fight that keeps her still (she's grown up with a very rough and tumble crowd, after all), but the way he leers in to where she sits that makes Orihime refuse to shrink back, staring at him levelly in turn. ]

Grimmjow-san couldn't have had a very happy life if he turned into a hollow. I hope he never remembers a single moment of it.

[ Sincerely, she means it. ]

[grind_pantera]

[He stops right next to her, silent for a bit as he sits. A good ten minutes goes by with little more than him scratching his chin a few times. He appraised her from the corner of his vision. He'd been privy to some of the rather disgusting things Nnoitra said he wanted to do with her.]

So are you pretty by human standards, or what?

[gingernut]

[ For those ten minutes she sits back and lets her gaze wander to the clothes. When he speaks again, her glance flickers sideways to him and she wonders if setting Tsubaki on Urahara is such a bad idea after all.

Refusing to reply, Orihime crosses her arms with a quiet sigh and looks away (keeping him on her peripheral vision). Smooth moves, Grimmjow. ]

[grind_pantera]

Oi, what's with the that attitude?