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SEVEN MINUTES BABY
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / not accepting.
1. kiss
when he got craig to agree to the game he didn't really expect to be the one going in the closet with him. it almost felt a little silly ; the butterflies that were in his stomach the minute the door closed behind them. everyone else seemed to melt away, their prying ears and giggles forgotten in the wake of being so close to his friend in such a confined space. the closet was small and filled with junk, encouraging a close distance between the two, and while they'd been this close before ( cuddle sessions were not unheard of ) something about it had clyde's heart pounding. maybe it was the name of the game, or maybe it was how lately he'd been noticing just how pretty his friend was. every grin a gift, every sparkle of mischief in his eyes the kind of look clyde would follow like a loyal dog to the very ends of the earth.
clyde couldn't really see craig in the low light of the closet, but he imagined he was calm. stoic as ever with his devil may car attitude, this whole thing brushed off as childish and not worth his time. weird, normally clyde had no problem talking to his sharp edged friend, but right now his throat felt dry. he'd definitely need to get a big glass of water after this, but for now he just swallowed hard and floundered for something to say. ❛ soooooo... ❜ he scratched the back of his neck, ❛ what should we do. ❜ craig's answer was a noncommittal, unhelpful, 'whatever we're supposed to be doing.' and clyde didn't know if he really meant that or not, considering make out was the usual expectation. craig had to know that, right, RIGHT? totally. he was so smart and he knew so many things.
puppy dog eyes were lost to the darkness. clyde was over thinking things ( craig might have joked about that being a dangerous exertion of his brain if he realized what was happening ), but his mind was stuck on makeouts, and craig, and them being in a closet together for a stupid game. it was now or it was never. he reached out to curl his fingers into the fabric of craig's jacket and tug him down into a kiss.
seven mins bro leggo
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / not accepting.
15. Game of rock/paper scissors
❛ alright, you ready? let’s go. rock, paper, scissors! ❜ a long moment of silence followed as realization hit the both of them like a ton of bricks.
❛ it’s too dark in here, i can’t see what you picked... ❜
𝐶 𝐻 𝐴 𝑅 𝐴 𝐶 𝑇 𝐸 𝑅 𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐷 𝑌
𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆
repost & tag away !
BOLD all that applies to your muse. italicized - applicable in some verses
• eyes: blue | green | brown | hazel | gray | gray-blue | other • hair: blond | sandy | brown | black | auburn | ginger | grey / white | multi-color | other • body type: skinny | slender | slim | built | curvy | athletic | muscular | chubby | overweight • skin: pale | light | fair | freckled | tan | olive | medium | dark | discolored • gender: male | female | trans | cis | agender | demigender | genderfluid | other | doesn’t like labels | don’t have any definite headcanon either way • sexuality: heterosexual | homosexual | bisexual | pansexual | asexual | demisexual | other | doesn’t like labels • romantic orientation: homoromantic | heteroromantic | biromantic | panromantic | aromantic | demiromantic | unsure | doesn’t like labels
• species: human | undead | shapeshifter | demon | angel | witch | ghost | incubus / succubus | werewolf | alien | mutant • education: high school | college | university | master’s degree | PhD | other • i’ve been: in love | hurt | ill | mentally abused | bullied | physically abused | tortured | redacted | brainwashed | shot
• positive traits: affectionate | adventurous | athletic | brave | careful | charming | confident | creative | cunning | determined | forgiving | generous | honest | humorous | intelligent | loyal | modest | patient | selfless | polite | down-to-earth | diligent | romantic | moral | fun-loving | attractive | charismatic | calm • negative traits: aggressive | bossy | cynical | envious | shy | fearful | greedy | gullible | jealous | impatient | impulsive | cocky | reckless | insecure | irresponsible | mistrustful | paranoid | possessive | sarcastic | self-conscious | selfish | swears | unstable | clumsy | rebellious | emotional | vengeful | anxious | self-sabotaging | moody | peevish | angry | pessimistic | slacker | thin skinned | overly dramatic | argumentative
• living situation: lives alone | lives with parent(s) / guardian | lives with significant other | lives with a friend | drifter | homeless | lives with children | other • parents/guardian: mother | father | adoptive | foster | grandmother | grandfather | • sibling(s): sister(s) | brother (s) | none | other • relationship: single | crushing | dating | engaged | married | separated | it’s complicated | divorced
• i have a(n): learning disorder | personality disorder | mental disorder | anxiety disorder | sleep disorder | eating disorder | behavioral disorder | mood disorder | substance-related disorder | PTSD | mental disability | physical disability
• things i’ve done before: had alcohol | smoked | stolen | done drugs | self-harmed | starved | had sex | had a threesome | had a one-night stand | gotten into a fist fight | gone to hospital | gone to jail | used a fake ID | played hooky | gone to a rave | killed someone | had someone try to kill them
tagged by: @awsshiiit tagging: whoever wants to do it!
bed time
SEVEN MINUTES!!!
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / accepting!
20. Fake obnoxious moans/kisses
when they're first shoved into the closet together they're a snickering messes, if not a little red faced. kenny declared in a quiet breath that if they want something juicy they should give it to them and he may or may not have punctuated it with a wink. it sounded like he did, but seeing was a little more than difficult in the darkened space ( which was a total shame because clyde really, really liked looking at kenny ). after that he began to moan, loud and absolutely absurd. clyde clamped a hand over his mouth to avoid a giggle fit before composing himself and clearing his throat, joining in on the over dramatic moaning.
❛ ohhhh~ you feel so good~ ❜ words broke through the air, their names tossed around with groans like it was a low budget porno. clyde could hear some amused laughter from outside, but someone else smacked the door and told them to take it seriously! psh, what a weenie. their just doubled their efforts, both of them banging back on the door in unison as their little performance went on. by the time the last couple of minutes had rolled around their voices were a little hoarse and they had tears in their eyes from the laughter, slumping against each other as it began to die down. kenny's forehead bumped against clyde's and for a moment they just stared at what they could make out in the low light. bright, grinning, red faces.
kenny leaned in, fulfilling the true purpose of a game by stealing a quick kiss just before their door was opened. something so soft and sweet that it made clyde's heart jump clear into his throat. the blonde hurried out to hide his blushing face, leaving a rather love struck looking jock behind and making everyone there question whether or not those noises had actually been real.
“SEVEN MINUTES”
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / accepting!
4. French kiss
“what are we -SHIT- supposed to even be doing in here?”
it wasn’t any real surprise that thomas didn’t know, the poor guy had just sort of been drug to this party alongside the rest of the crew. had he known the depth of the premise this game held he might have been more reluctant, but here they were stuck in the little closet together. not that clyde was going to complain, thomas was a cutie, so far he’d been a great addition to their little gang. a bit nervous and uncertain about literally everything, but hey there wasn’t anything wrong with that. plus he had experience with those types considering tweek.
❛ well, ❜ clyde mused, wondering if he should just tell the poor boy. that’d probably be the better idea, but he had another idea. ❛ here, here, i’ll show you! ❜ a grin that couldn’t be seen spread across his features. thomas had been a shut in for way too long, it was time to indulge him in some of those fun high school experiences! he deserved it.
turning to face thomas, he gently herded him against a wall, apparently having no problem with the sudden lack of space between them. the grin had turned into something a little more sly, not that it was very visible in the closet, but that wasn’t the point. ❛ i’m gonna kiss you, ❜ he stated bluntly, wanting to make sure that his intentions were clear and give a little bit of warning. clyde was the type who’d enjoy a surprise kiss, he didn’t know if thomas would be.
following through on his words he caught the shorter boy’s mouth with his own, but this was seven minutes in heaven and he wanted to make sure thomas could have the full experience. it was no question clyde was good at taking charge, his tongue coaxing it’s way into his friend’s mouth for a somewhat sloppy make-out session that cleared all doubt on whether or not thomas had ever kissed like that before. the answer was no, no he absolutely had not.
Seven Minutes! ( Lets hope it's not TO bad :x )
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / accepting!
2. Long Kiss
❛ we’ll, it could be worse, right? at least we’re friends. ❜ clyde gave a little laugh, doing what he could to quell tweek’s nerves related to their current situation. stuck in a cramped closet among old coats and long forgotten board games, it couldn’t be all that pleasant for the more nervous of the two, but you know how peer pressure goes. protests fell on deaf ears, but if nothing else clyde was glad it was him more than most of the other options.
in the darkness he squinted, trying to make out tweek’s features. his next plan of action might have been a bad idea, but clyde was always one for playing by the rules of the game, and no one ever said the EXTENT of what they had to do. sure makeouts were encouraged, but it wasn’t like he was going to go shoving his tongue down poor tweek’s throat. instead clyde just took his friend’s face into his hands, his touch gentle. ❛ i’m gonna kiss you, okay? ❜ dense as the jock could be he knew consideration, especially towards someone he’d been friends with for so many years. with the heads up in place he leaned down to snag that smooch, no sense of embarrassment or hesitation to be found. though the kiss lasted a good bit it was chaste, sweet and simple as opposed to the heated demand this game implied. tweek was a good friend, he deserved a good kiss.
Seven Minutes - Smileduponyou
7 MINUTES IN HEAVEN / accepting! / @smileduponyou7. Cuddle
gregory smells nice. clyde knows this because his face is currently nuzzling into the young man’s neck. he probably doesn’t smell as nice, more like the cheap beer that someone brought and he ( for once ) indulged in. while he wouldn’t say he was SHIT FACED, he was definitely tipsy. maybe not the best state for an already overly friendly person to be in, but hey! wait — why was he face deep in greogry’s neck? oh, right, seven minutes in heaven. someone had called it juvenile and yet here they were, the forth pair to be unceremoniously shoved inside by virtue of random chance. nothing as entertaining to drunken youths as the scandals which could happen behind a closed door.
not that much scandal was happening here, gregory just had an armful of cuddly jock. ❛ what kind of, uh — man perfume do you use? it’s really nice… ❜ clyde hums curiously, mind too addled to come up with the proper word for it.
are you ok?
me, between tears: i just wanna make out
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tuppervvare:
“ No. Clyde no. “
❛ actually, yes. ❜ he takes out the pill bottles and shakes it like a maraca.
❛ just got diagnosed with cool guy syndrome! now i take adderall! ❜
tuppervvare:
Token’s cheeks warmed up instantly as the other said his pick up line, his hand swatting at the others chest probably rougher than he should have ( or expected to ). He couldn’t believe that Clyde would go to such a length to flirt with him, though he shouldn’t be surprised he can still be a little upset. “ I thought you hurt yourself man. “ He pouted and sat cross legged next to the other male. “ I’m flattered… But still! Don’t do that! “
clyde couldn’t help the laughter that came from him at token’s flustered frustrating. the dude was just way too god damn cute for his own good! frumpy as token was, the jock didn’t let it get to him, instead just draping his arms across the other’s shoulders. ❛ alright, alright. i couldn’t do it again anyways since i already used it on you, it wouldn’t be as good a second time around. ❜ he poked at token’s cheek. ❛ but i gotta say, it was so worth it. ❜
tuppervvare:
Watching the brunette approach in his own excited style was always entertaining, though watching him fall was not something he was expecting or happy about. Still he rushed over regardless. “ Clyde, you got to watch where you’re going. “ He paused, looking over the jock for any obvious injuries. “ What’d you even trip on? “
despite the tumble clyde seemed to be taking it rather well. as big a reputation as he had for being a crybaby he didn’t go sobbing at every little tumble, not to mention token had fallen right into his ploy! recovering from the momentary thought of how cute token was when he looked concerned, clyde just grinned. ❛ i’m alright man, i was just falling in love with you. ❜
@tuppervvare
❛ hey token! ❜ a frantic wave of the arm is given to try and flag down his friend, but as clyde was jogging towards him he got tripped up and went tumbling to the ground.
awsshiiit:
“…I’m..” He took a breath to calm down and speak more calmly. “Sorry.. I didn’t know.” “….. My dad.. he left us when I was seven or nine because of my tourettes.. I didn’t tell anyone else in the group about it yet.. but…” He wanted to say he sorta knew how the other felt, but he felt like he didn’t have the right.
❛ don’t worry ‘bout it. ❜ he couldn’t blame thomas for not knowing, and it wasn’t as though the information was a fresh wound ( simply one that would never fully heal ). sounded like the guy had it worse, anyways. it was one thing to lose a parent, it was another to have them straight up leave. ❛ what? dude sounds like a real dick. ❜ again he rubbed at his eyes, glancing upwards to try and ward away the burning sensation. ❛ you’re better off without him, i’m sure! ❜