since we haven't had this in a while

[memetime]

Today, you wake up inside a small, empty closet in which the air is most certainly contaminated with premium brand of grade A airborne aphrodisiac. Above the doors of the closet is a digital clock that reads "7:00" exactly. You do not know how long you have been inside this closet and, thus, it's almost impossible to tell how long you have been exposed to the aphro. No matter how much more time goes by, the clock does not change. Then the doors open suddenly, but before you can make a move for them, another individual is shoved in with you, and the doors are shut and locked once again. Your unexpected "roommate" has also been drugged with the aphrodisiac and also does not know how long it has been since they were exposed. The only clue at all is how aroused you are and how difficult you find it not to engage in sexual acts with the person you have been paired up with. Now, you realize that the clock that read "7:00" is not a clock at all — it's a timer, and it started counting down for exactly 7 minutes when the doors were shut again. OBJECTIVE: All you have to do is wait it out for 7 full minutes with the other person inside the closet space. At the end of your 7 minutes, the closet doors will automatically unlock and open, releasing you both. Aphro or no aphro, it seems easy, right? Well, there's a catch; each and every time you two touch each other, the timer completely starts over. Whether you want to get out of the closet or not, good luck! RULES: Post with your character's name, fandom, and pairing preferences, if you have any, in the subject line of your comment. You can either make up a little scenario for your character or leave it blank and let others surprise you! Feel free to specify how much aphro your character has been given in the subject line! Have fun and play nice!

[originally from The Love Hotel]

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Comments

Sasaki | Haruhi Suzumiya series | OTA

[contradicting]

Yuri Nakamura | Angel Beats! | OTA

[leadthebeats]

Chi-Chi | Dragonball | OTA

[buffetstuffer]

[fusedstars]

[Hei eventually notices the other person shoved in, though hard not to when they bump into him. Bad enough whatever in the air was making him intensely warm, but the touch did not help at all. He growls, looking up and seeing the timer. Well...great. Clearly he was not pleased. If they wanted to kill him, why wait? Death wasn't the gameplan, so...]

What exactly is their game?

Tohko Amano-Bungaku Shoujo-OTA

[tohko_amano]

Re: Tohko Amano-Bungaku Shoujo-OTA

[castersplaything]

[A wild Shotaro has been thrown in the closet, slamming into the wall. He groans, rubbing his head. Just who the heck did that!? He eventually notices the girl inside of here, and backs away a bit, not that there is much room.]

What's going on here?

Shilo Wallace | Repo! The Genetic Opera | OTA

[amiaslave]

Kise Ryouta | Kuroko no Basuke | M/M

[zunon]

[catches_flies]

[Oh look, the doors are opening— maybe it's freedom!]

—shit!

[Well, no, not quite. There's a disgruntled teenager being thrown at you, Kise. But as soon as he hits him Abe pushes off toward the door, which closes just before he reaches it. After pulling and jiggling the handle to no avail, a swift kick to the wood announces that he's given up.]

They're getting really serious with these games, huh.

Jungo Torii | Devil Survivor 2

[fish_or_die]

[Men only. Also, he'll probably screw everything up somehow.]

Kurz Weber || Full Metal Panic! || M/F

[cockmyrifle]

[ PROTIP he's probably not terribly opposed ]

Anarchy Panty ♥ Panty and Stocking with Garterbelt ♥ OTA

[slutreachingheaven]

[ This is gonna be good. ]

Kili | The Hobbit | m/m

[hugeparasites]

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | m/m

[beyourbatman]

Karen Minazuki - Yes! Pretty Cure 5 - F/F

[oceanicbutterfly]

Kamui || X || M/M

[haplesswisher]

[namedropping]

[Natsume's not sure how long he's been in here, but it's been long enough for him to become uncomfortable. The doors open with a brief flash of possible escape, but he can't react fast enough before another boy is shoved inside and the doors are closed. His arms move reflexively to try their best and catch the body coming at him, or at least stop them from crashing into each other.]

...are you okay?

[Yes, Natsume, because maybe he's okay being shoved and locked into a closet???]

Kol Mikaelson | The Vampire Diaries| M/M

[youngestson]

Tango (imprints) | Dollhouse | OTA

[tangoesque]

[Essentially anything can be conjured up. Tango in her blank state, however, not so much.]

Tsunade | Naruto | F/M

[legendarysucker]

[dream_demon]

Seems we're in a bit of a predicament.

[Yoshizawa pressed his palm against the door, testing it for any signs of weakness. Apparently something about this room was suppressing his magic.]

Interesting. It would seem that greater forces are at work, here.

Chase Stein ♦ The Runaways ♦ ota

[talkingback]

Rupert Giles | Buffy the Vampire Slayer | m/f or cr

[watchher]

[ We're doing this. Also available as twentysomething-year-old Ripper. ]

original recipe giles will do nicely, i think

[daredtobelieve]

[When she wakes up, she's disoriented. Immediately, she takes in her surroundings, noting the door, the clock, and...]

Hello. [She pulls herself up to standing as she takes notice of the man in the room with her. She's not certain what to make of the situation, and her immediate reaction is distrust, but her head is still cloudy.]

Kallen Kozuki || Code Geass || F/M

[zeros_ace]

Tarzan | Tarzan | m/f

[sonofman]

Harry Osborn / New Goblin || Spiderman (Movieverse) || OTA

[goblinborn]

sorry it took so long to reply.

[spiderparking]

[[ How do you want this shredded cheese to go down? ]]

Catsovi e Viciro | Original | M/M

[scornful]

[stoneandlight]

[Aurelius sits up, coughing as he inhales the close, strangely perfumed air. Where the hell is he? Why is he here? And why does he feel an overwhelming need to grab someone and pin them against the wall?]

Light be damned. [He staggers to his feet; tries the closet door. Locked. Son of a bitch.]

Bart Allen/Kid Flash II | DC Comics (AU from pre-reboot) | OTA

[kid_flash_found]

[Counters reaching zero are usually bad things....]

fili ❧ the hobbit

[throwing]

feel free to mess with it if you want bb

[unbraided]

[To be honest, in the beginning Kili is distracted by the blinking lights above head, watching that "7:00" spin carefully down even as the warm syrupy heat settled in his bones grows. It's a familiar heat, uncomfortable in the way that he can't seem to will it away, can barely resist from throwing himself into his brother's lap and pressing their mouths together. The letters flick downwards (5:39, 5:38) and he looks over, bites at the inside of his cheek at the flush settling high across Fili's cheekbones. He looks good like this, eyes blown wide in the dark, mouth parting just so and Kili really can't help himself.

So he bridges the gap between them, one hand falling to rest on Fili's thigh as he braces himself and seals their mouths together. And he's gone. It's nearly thoughtless, and he'd be lying to say he was perfectly comfortable with this, with being forced into a small space with his brother and drugged with something enough to have him desperate and needy, little rough sounds slipping from his lips as Kili kisses and bites, teeth catching at Fili's lower lip and tugging.

His eyes look up, watching the red of the lights shine in Fili's hair and is drawn once more.

7:00]

What? [A faint squawk, hands still upon shoulder and thigh, even as Kili blinks dumbly at the clock.]

cassidy { oc } closed

[dishonests]

[ Cassidy has tried everything to open the door, from pushing to shoving it with his shoulder to prying at the edges. It won't budge. The timer on the wall above it makes it feel like an action flick and they've got 7 minutes to save the word, except rather than being badass like he would've expected, it just piles on to his frustrations.

On top of everything else, it's hot. But it's not the kind of sweaty, stuffy heat you'd expect to feel in a closed space with no obvious ventilation; it's under his skin, like a full-body flush. ]

Desmond. [ He sighs, finally turning from the door. Let it be known that Cass doesn't give up on anything. But...if he did, this is what it would look like. ] I think we're fucked.

[sailingstars]

[As far as practical jokes go, this is one of the less entertaining stunts his coworkers have pulled. And Desmond is never entertained by any of them, so that's saying something.

He's trying to ignore the way he feels hot under the collar, brows knit together as he clears his throat and picks at one of the buttons on his shirt.]

This is ridiculous. [Des has put his body weight to that door, too, so he knows it's not budging.] Someone's got to have a key, and that someone can't keep us in here forever.