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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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[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.]

[He bucks his hips against John's. Fuck that douchecanoe sitting on his lap. He bites back the moan in the back of his throat.

He doesn't even care that his shirt is gone. There's freckles adorning his body along with small cuts and scars from strifing. It's not quite smooth because of them.] Didn't know you were into foreplay.

[The douchecanoe sitting on your lap could very well hold the key to you getting any kind of pleasure tonight Dave. I would keep those comments to yourself. John, albeit derpy, was actually quite into the actual foreplay. He wanted something like this; however, how can one nerd pour out all of his feeling son the table for the kid who happens to be way too fucking cool for school. He couldn't. He had no guts ~~balls~~ to do it up until now.]

Your skin looks so smooth, but I run my hand over it and I can feel the scars, and knicks. [John was being too gentle about this part, it was like he was teasing Dave or something.] It makes me wonder how hard Bro actually hits you when you two strife. [Probably hella hard, because John assumes since Dave is grown now they have not a reason to hold back; therefore, Dave is left with all the scars to have stories to tell.]

Nevermind that. [He runs his hand down the other's stomach and grins. Probably the worst grin that could ever don John's face was this. It was sly, and his lips were curved up into a smirk. That sneaky hand was probably rubbing on Dave's pants bulge by now.

John was going to be the other's worst nightmare at this point.] Don't try to move or flip me over, and you'll have the best night of your life.

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[And actually have a mouth filter? Dear lord., you're hoping for too much then.

He shudders under those touches, feeling John's fingers lightly gloss over them.] Don't touch them. [He didn't really hate them. Just they were more sensitive then he thought.] We go all out. Those hashrap battles get pretty fucking intense too.

[He raises an eyebrow, surprisingly keeping a straight face even if John was rubbing him in just the right way. He wasn't going to exactly give in. Couldn't let the derp get a one up on him.]

And what if I want to try and flip you? What are you going to do to stop me?

[Heck no he isn't. John is hoping for juuust what he wants Dave to do, and you know what? He'll do it. John will hold him down if he has to. An innocent hand traced a rather long scar on Dave's side. He didn't ask where it was from, he just continued to rub his fingers over it- give it special attention.]

You'll have to wrestle me first, I won't go down easy. [If John was quite determined enough- he wasn't going to go down just yet. Heh.]

You're talking to someone who has battles on a rooftop. You sure you want to try getting the advantage on me? [He doesn't know if John has anything up his sleeve or somehow hiding something in his sylladex.

His hands rest lightly on John's waist.] You really want to wrastle, cause I'll wrastle with you, Egbert.

[Hiding something in his sylladex? Never Dave, never. Heh. Or perhaps you just haven't found out yet. He purred, was that a southern accent he heard?]

Wrastle me Dave, I'll win. [Because he really does have something up his sleeve.]

If you say so.

[Dave doesn't care that they were sitting on the couch. The first thing he does is to try and flip their positions. Or at least so John wasn't sitting on him anymore.

If they fell off the floor, well they can deal.]

[John grasps Dave pretty tight, and with that they were toppling onto the floor. This was definitely not something he had planned for. But he would let Dave think he had the upper hand for awhile, and then spring the trap!]

I promise this is in vain!

Vain you say? Says the guy who's currently lying on the floor. Come on Egbert, I thought you were going to go app Prankster gambit on me or some shit. I'm disappointed.

Guess I gave you too much credit to properly take the Strider down.

Pranksters Gambit, on you? Is that even worth this situation Dave? [He wrapped his legs around Dave. Using his body weight to try and flip Dave back over. Though he was honestly faking this even. John just needed the right moment to spring his ultimate plan.]

Oh, you're still not going to win.

Fuck if I know. I'm not the prankster around here. [God damn it. Sometimes he hates that he's this fucking light. It makes it obnoxiously easy to flip him in these moments.]

What makes you say that?

I have my ways.

[Oh, was John the only prankster? Fuck yes. He feels awesome again. He leans down, kissing the other on the neck, and again on his lips.] You never know what I have hiding up my sleeve, now do you?

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