GAME. SET. (FUCK) GO!

[izkariote]

Grossly delayed, this one, but here you have it~ we're kicking things off with a

Love Potion version Please Fuck Me;

✖ Your character has, somehow, somewhere, taken a love potion. It doesn't just make you fall for the first person you see: it also makes you hot for them. Like. Really, really, really, aphrodisiac-level hot

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Lain Iwakura ; Serial Experiments Lain ; TYL!AU

[wiredgod]

[Well, Bold is bored.

And when Bold is Bored, she makes Normal's life hell! Which is how Normal finds herself downtown, feeling a bit strange and wondering what Bold made her eat. In the meantime the shy girl is trying to keep to herself, eyes on the ground, and try and find her way home.]

((Anything goes. Just indicate if you want Normal or Bold, because Bold is more likely to experiment and consent, because it's fun and it'll give her something (someone?) to do.

Normal will most likely have to be dubcon, and will be more reluctant to do kinky things. She's shyer and a lot more innocent than Bold is. So yeah. You get two for the price of one!))

Spitfire | Air Gear | OU

[flameserenade]

[Spitfire is walking to work today -- no A-T, just his normal feet impacting on the busy sidewalk in a relaxed, meandering way. He doesn't have an appointment for awhile, and he picked up some food for lunch on his way there -- fast food, of all things, a McDonald's hamburger and soda in defiance of his slender figure, but he figures he'll run it all off later, so it's just now that he sticks his straw into his soda and cheerfully takes a big drink, completely unaware of the extra ingredient in that cup...]

[ooc: Anything goes minus, y'know, gore and bathroom stuff here. He'll switch off top and bottom, so regardless of the gender of your character, you can do either! Also silliness and lighthearted scenarios would be nice, but I do love my kinks... 8)]

/A-Ts over. WHOOPS forgot - Aeon Clock | Air Gear | OU.

[imploretime]

[ And it just so happens that Sano is parking up and getting out of his car further up the same pavement, canned coffee in one hand and a carry-case in the other. Biology majors have to go to school some time, after all... and there's been a little lull in his productivity with Kogarasumaru lately. Loathe as he is to stand idly by, Ikki's getting on fine with his training, and past the point of meticulously planning their next action his use has been pretty limited; the new semester is welcome, in a way.

Except on those occasions when he and Spitfire's paths happen to cross. Like now, for instance. It's pretty obvious the second he sees him, his shoulders stiffening up, scowl tugging at the corners of his mouth; honestly. He'd hoped it was just a fluke the first time, but it looks like he comes this way regularly. Which means he's really going to need to figure out another route

Ohhithar

[flameserenade]

[He looks up from his drink just in time to avoid running directly into Sano. It is the second time, and it's a little unpleasant, if mostly because of his former pupil's own reaction to it. The relationship between them is bitter, but Spitfire is always sure it's just a bit more bitter from the other side. He's a laid back kind of person, and would be just as happy to have passed Sano by without a confrontation.

Nevertheless, the confrontation has already started, and he puts on a clearly forced little smile.

But really, he wonders, did the man get a makeover or something? He's definitely homo enough for one... because for some reason, Sano looks horrendously attractive.]

Most days. I didn't know you came in through this building so often!

/lies across face.

[imploretime]

[ He always looks attractive, what are you talking about.

Sano's frown deepens just a little at that. Not only because of the brightly cheerful (and remarkably phoney) response - why put on any presense? - but because of that idiotic, strained, charming little smile on his face.

... Uh. Not that there's ever anything particularly charming about Spitfire. Even if that brilliant red hair of his is looking more elegant and touchable and less diabolically obnoxious than he normally finds, well, all of him. And in truth, if he admits it to himself, Spitfire hasn't looked this appealing since he was still tutoring him, and he can't exactly put his finger on why. ]

... I just started, as it happens. [ He clears his dry throat, adjusts his spectacles slowly. He's apparently due for a new pair. ] And you should already realise that I don't intend to defer to you, regardless of who went this way first. Find another way around.

[ After all, Spitfire's already ousted him from one thing he rightly deserves (although he's grown into it, he

Near | Death Note | OU

[cardfortress]

[He's building a giant card castle, trying to ignore the odd warmth he feels in his stomach. He is going to punish Stephen Gevanni for not being careful with his food and drinks.]

((ooc: Near is post-one-shot, aka 22 years old, and all kink preferences can be found here! If your character has CR with Near from any of the games he was in, I'd love to use that same CR in this meme, so feel free to tell me if you want it too! ♥

Near will be a bit of a bitch at first and not want to give in, so have fun trying to make him lose control. :3

>_> Fuckin' enabler...

[smokin_games]

[Matt's not going to question his sanity at the moment. He doesn't have the faintest idea why but he's never been one to think over his actions too much in the first place.

Which is why he doesn't hesitate when he gets the irresistible urge to wrap his arms around Near's waist from behind and begin kissing at his neck. Fuck logic.]

JUST AS PLANNED.

[cardfortress]

[The moment he feels arms wrapping around his waist, his fingers twitch and move a little bit to the side, and his card castle comes crumbling to the floor. He's about to complain and perhaps even shove a lego block in the face of whoever has hugged him, but the moment he feels lips against his neck, he freezes. And then he notices the scent of cigarette smoke, and looks down to see black gloved hands, and the striped sleeves of an equally striped shirt.]

...Matt.

[smokin_games]

[Matt can't resist the smirk that comes to his face at the card castle collapsing. A very small victory in his eyes. Serves him right. But even still, that doesn't stop him from giving that neck a light bite, gloved hands slipping under that shirt already.]

Near.

RAPING ALL YOUR CHILDHOODS aka Megara, from Hercules

[hadesandback]

[She's standing at the edge of a party, girly-drink in hand, staring disinterestedly out at the partygoers.]

This place is deader than a discus.

[OOC: Anything goes. She's OU and pre-canon (see: working for Hades), unless you have CR with her from TST.]

I am so going to hell for this.... "Dominique Destine" AKA Demona; Gargoyles; OU

[ratherbefeared]

Perhaps you've not met the right person yet, cherie.

[OOC: Yes, the fake French accent. Why? ...Why not?]

WE BOTH ARE

[hadesandback]

[Well. Hel-lo, gorgeous. But she's here for business, not pleasure -- as appealing as pleasure sounds right now. She sounds a little flustered, since this sudden WANT has caught her completely by surprise.]

I-I'm...not here to meet people.

Ooh! What color is your handbasket? Mine's green.

[ratherbefeared]

[Totally okay with your discomfort]

Then why are you here? Humans don't tend to attend parties unless they're planning on meeting someone

[What is this...? She was just having a little fun. She shouldn't be wanting to- not with a human.]

Low Key Lyesmith; American Gods; OU

[putmeinstitches]

[It's a fairly ordinary day for Low Key, running a crooked card game on a street corner of Las Vegas. He looks completely ordinary, aside from some scarring on his lips. Still, that somehow doesn't detract from his look of affability; he looks just dangerous enough to be fun.

Well? Think you can find the lady?]

[ EVA | Metal Gear Solid 3 | Canon ]

[apple_eating]

[Dangerous IS fun, for this one.

Have a blond bombshell super spy slipping into the seat in front of you.]

I'm looking for a game.

[putmeinstitches]

You've come to the right place, sweetheart.

[He smiles. Not bad, not bad at all -- good body, too. Low Key holds up three cards: an Ace of Spades, a Queen of Hearts, and a Ten of Diamonds.]

Your wager?

[apple_eating]

I don't have all that much money on me, so~

[She leans forward, giving the man a nice view of her chest.]

I suppose I could offer what I have, and a little bit of this.