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The Love Potion Number 9 Meme

The Love Potion Number 9 Meme

Congratulations, you've been chosen to participate in an experiment for GREAT SCIENCE! You've gotten one trial sized spritz bottle of a 'love potion'. Take it and see how it goes, just be sure to report back the effects at the end of the day. This is for science, after all.

Note: We are not responsible for any ill effects of using these potions, you accept full responsibility for any actions taken by you or others due to the effects of the experiment.

Steps:

#1: Post with your character name and fandom, include your preferences and what potions you'd rather not deal with (or would really like to)
#2: Optionally include if you'd rather be the one to take the potion or the one being affected.
#3: Others post and roll or choose a potion!
#4: They may or may not have realized they're part of the experiment, it's up to you.
#5: See where it goes - the effects tend to last a few hours to a day.

Love Potion #

1 - Intrigue - There's just something about this person once they introduced themselves that made you curious, and now you'd like to know more about them by any means necessary. Questioning, interrogation, or more extreme methods, you want answers and you want them now.
2 - Obedience - Anyone who hears you will be compelled to listen to anything you say. You're that persuasive.
3 - Truth - It just wouldn't feel right not to answer any question you ask, you're just too nice. And you certainly can't lie. It's one hundred percent truth time.
4 - Stalker - They had you at hello. And like any give and take, you have them. No one else should even be allowed to look at them, whether they like it or not.
5 - Repulsion - Ugh. They might have been okay at first but as soon as they opened their mouth stupid came out and now you can't even stand to look at them. Or think about them. Or maybe even know they're breathing.
6 - Trust - There's something about the way they speak that makes you sure you could trust this person with absolutely anything. Your life, your deepest, darkest secrets, difficult choices...not so difficult choices. They don't have to ask, you're there for them because you know they'll be there for you.
7 - Lust - You might not have noticed at first, but as soon as they speak pure animal attraction takes over. You absolutely must have them right now and nothing is going to get in the way. Certainly not little things like walls and locked doors or not knowing the person or whether or not they're interested.
8 - Obsession - No matter what you might have thought of them before, once they spoke you realized...these people are the perfect beings. There's no words for how amazing they are. You love, love, love them! You'll do anything for them just to see them smile or just to be there or just to hear them speak. You positively adore them in every possible way that a person can adore someone else..
9 - True Feelings - Nothing's changed at all except that everything that's been in the way, whatever excuses or obstacles you've had between loving or hating this person is gone, and it's time to act on that.
10 - Mystery - It's never been tested before. Anything could happen! (Pick one or make one up!)

[originally from here]

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Ah, did I say something wrong again?

[John might have had a hurt look on his face. But it was quickly gone. Doe eyes giving Dave a look before John moved to be on Dave's lap. Straddling him quicker than it would take Dave to come up with some ironic complaint.

How was John even going to explain this. He didn't know. But for the time being, a hand was making it's way into Dave's hair. It was soft and gentle.But any action taken to stop poor Egbert in his endeavors would not be a wise decision, Mister Strider. It would seem the boy is determined at this point to show his young friend how he feels. ]

Dave, I really like you is what I'm trying to say. I mean fucking jesus, I'm in your lap right now. Straddling you, telling you all the feelings I kept inside of me for..oh jesus what a year and a half now?!

[John and Dave had known each other atleast three years however. Does this tell Dave how long he's been tripping?]

[His brain is screaming. He should tell John to get off his lap. He really should. But he finds that he doesn't actually give a fuck.

Even if John had his hands in his hair. And he wasn't all too sure what was going on. But John was admitting to liking him, and he found that this was completely okay. Actually, he was pretty sure that this was a dream at this point. No way, John Egbert has the hots for him.

And if it's a dream, well, if he said ridiculous shit, then that's okay. Why was he trying so hard to fool himself into thinking this was a dream anyways?]

Fuck, Egbert. You don't even fucking no how long I've been hoping feelings would be reciprocated. I've been wanting your derpy fucking ass for fucking ever. I'm gonna tell you now, it's been even longer, but you were pretty fucking adamant about being straighter then a stripper pole.

Fuck, I was lying the whole time, how could you not tell? I just didn't want to come out of the closet around my Dad. He was starting to notice that I had a skip in my step, and I just couldn't let that happen while I was at home.

[What the fuck did he spray in his nose. All of this shit flying off the handle. He was talking freely and it was...strange. He was never bold. He was never outright like this.

He shifted on purpose, giving himself a moment to adjust to the feelings running up his spine. Oh god he just wanted this every single fucking day of his life. Now that he was away from Dad...and apparently some kind of loopy shit up his nose- he feels like he can tell DAve everything.

The hands in Dave's hair tighten. He needed a firm grip to control Dave's head, which was barely tilted up. He was gazing at Dave's perfect features. The sunglasses though, those had to go. John would take care of that after testing the waters.

Lips are now covering Dave's. John is rather bold tonight.]

[Right. You really think Dave was going to say he was gay for you when you were so adamant about not being gay. Simple logic, Egbert. He didn't want to ruin their friendship because he decided he wanted John in his bed.

But he's still relatively shocked. Not only has John admitted to liking him. He was sitting on his lap and he was-

...John was kissing him. Stop the fucking presses. Oh wait, if his brain counts as presses, then yes. Except it apparently didn't because he's kissing back.]

[Yeah, stop those presses. Because John is definitely kissing Dave, and something fierce too. John isn't practiced in this, but he isn't stupid either. He knows what he can do; and it's pretty fucking awesome.]

Dave.. [His mouth burning close to Dave's still. He refused to let go of the vice-grip on the blonde hair he had wrapped within his fingers. John was tugging Dave's head around by it- it was his only sense of control.]

Glasses have to go.

[It hurt a little. Not enough for him to care, but enough for him to be acutely aware that John had a pretty strong grip in his hair.

He looks at John though. Oh hell no.]

You're gonna have to fucking wretch them off my face if you want them to go, Egbert. [He really shouldn't be giving challenges in his position. He was stuck underneath John and the other had him in a pretty compromising position.]

[John just smirked, head resting on Dave's shoulder now. He wonders if Dave's neck is sensitive. Only one way to find out! He leaned over, pressing affectionate kisses down the side of Dave's pale and freckled skin in that area.

Reaction? Oh, but Dave, he isn't done giving you sensory over load yet. He's far from done doing that. Two cutely bucked teeth scrape lightly over the kissed flesh.]

Don't test me Dave. [He is holding back still, Dave hasn't gotten what is yet to come.]

[Dave shudders quite a bit. Fuck. Fuckkkkk. He wasn't supposed to react to that. But, oh dear god. John was already driving him nuts. Just, the kisses were one thing, but he swears he almost lost his shit when he felt those teeth on his skin.]

They aren't coming off, E-Egbert. [Fucking stutters.]

Yes they are. [His hand curled tighter in the blonde hair, pulling again. His long fingers snaking up Dave's cheek, and right onto those glasses.]

Please Dave.. [He rolled his hips into Dave's desperate for friction.]

[He tries to turn his head away, but it was difficult with John holding onto his hair so tightly.]

Why do you give a-ah shit. [Fuck. Dave couldn't help but buck his hips that time.]

[John took a moment to place the neatly folded shades aside. It was much more intimate when he could at least see Dave's entire face. It was something he had only fantasized about. Actually. He's been fantasizing about Dave for a really long time now.

He rocks his hips a little more steadily now. Sorry Dave, he has had this boner for quite some time. He needed this. It was a little rougher than he intended however.]

I don't need an explanation!

[Dave kept his eyes shut tight though. He wasn't really ready to let John see them. He was sure if John saw his eyes, he'd suddenly find him unattractive. Maybe that's silly talk. But he can't help but think that way.]

Give'm back, Egbert!

[He's surprised he was able to say that without losing his shit. The other was making it hard for him to concentrate.]

[He completely ignored the other's plea. No, the glasses weren't going back on his face. John would take his off too if that made anything better. Probably not though.]

A-aah... [Egbert was giving little to no mercy on Dave, placing his lips back on his neck, suckling on already angry skin, and his hips rocking awkwardly against Dave's.]

[His first thought was to try and shove John off. He almost succeeds. He's got his hands pressed against John's chest, but he feels the fight slowly draining from him.

He wants to shove John off if just so he can get back some resemblance of control. Instead, he's fisting the front of John's shirt, unsure whether to pull him closer or throw him off.

His eyes are still closed though. And it's seriously a dumb idea. He can't see what John is doing other then what he can feel.]

[He feels his heart drop when the hands are on his chest, was Dave done with this already? Is this not what Dave wanted? Fuck. Fuck. John almost freaked the hell out..until Dave curled his hands in his shirt. Unaware of what was really running through the other's mind.]

I need y-you Dave.. [He whimpered against a pale neck. A hand dropped down to caress Dave's cheek, it was deceivingly gentle.]

[He can't help but lean his face against John's hand. Shit. Shit. He isn't even sure why he's trying to fight this. Maybe because John is totally acting weird, and he isn't sure if that's good or bad.

He finally looks at John. His red eyes meeting with John's blue.] You're fucking on something. I swear.

I don't know what I did Dave. It just happened. All the feelings I have are just leaping out of my mouth. It makes me feel like I need you all the time, like I can't go back home in a week because Dad thinks he can still control me at this age...

[Yeah. Fuck the Police. He wants to stay forever. Right here with Dave. He doesn't even know he may regret this. But right now it didn't matter.

If his dear friend Dave would realize that Bro had a package open on the table with all of his answer in it. Pertaining to John's strange behavior anyway.]

[It's not like he knows what weird shit Bro gets anyways.]

Yeah, well you're acting hornier then a needy girlfriend who just wants to shag with her hot boyfriend. [And Dave isn't sure if that's good or bad. On one side, he wants this. On another side. He's never pegged John to be remotely sexual and it was kind of new and weird.]

[Yes, very new and very weird. But Dave, you neck is covered in hickies already and John has an awesome boner. Bro's weird shit is totally doing this.

He's old enough to have these feels. Just not sure why he's having them just yet.]

I don't want to shag and leave Dave, that's what a one night stand is, right? [John made a face.] I would feel like the doucheking if I did that!

[Yeah. He isn't going to know how to explain hickies on his neck. And he knows very well you got a boner. You're sitting on him remember?]

Do you know what you're saying? You're positively sure you're into me? This isn't pulling Dave on a leash? Because I've been head over heels for you for awhile, and I don't know if I should invest in the eventual heartbreak you're gonna throw at me dude.

[Well, he plans on giving you hickies on more than just your neck! Oh, you noticed that boner? Might be shifting a little uncomfortably. He's really turned on right now- and just, no shame.]

Dave. I'm not telling a lie as I sit here on your lap with a boner. this definitely John not pulling Dave on any kind of leash. Please invest in my never heartbreak.

[He doesn't say anything for a minute.]

So why the fuck haven't you let me fix that and why the fuck are we still in our clothes?

I don't know Dave. Fix that.

[John let his green button up just fall off of his arms. Like it was really there to serve any other purpose by to match his awesome ghostbusters shirt. John's hands began wandering over Dave's clothing. Letting thin, and rather long fingers move inside of the other's clothing.]

I'll fix you if you fix me! [John let an immature giggle pass through his lips- even during almost sex John couldn't be mature at all.]

Egbert. You're probably the only derp who can probably ruin a good boner with your sexy talk. If you can even c-ah-ll that sexy. [He arches his back lightly with a quiet whine. Shit shit shit. Okay, this was definitely real. John was totally feeling him up and it felt fucking good.

His fingers were moving to tug, Egbert's shirt off. He wondered if John would take initiative or sit back and enjoy it.]

Then you remember that your boner won't go away when I do this.

[He rolled his hips back into the blonde's. Reminding him so very quickly who had the sinful hips here, and who was in charge. Yes, John was going to be the one in charge here; and that was whether Dave like it or not. John wouldn't be the one to sit back and enjoy it, his sexual frustration was far too pent up at this point.

In a flash, John's shirt disappeared, and Dave's was being pulled over his head.]

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