The Captivity Meme

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THE CAPTIVITY MEME

You've been captured - or maybe you've been held captive for a while now. Whatever the case, you've lost your freedom, and there's a specific person responsible for that. You might be a prisoner, a mental patient, a kidnap victim, or someone's pet. Maybe you're there willingly, or maybe the choice has been taken away from you completely.

Both smut and non-smut scenarios are possible. If you don't want to play smut, please indicate so in the title line of your tag.


1. Leave a tag with your character. Be sure to include any limits on what you are willing to play, as this meme has the potential to be triggering.

2. Someone else tags in and uses RNG to generate a number between 1 and 9. The second character is holding the first character captive now.

3. ??

4. Profit!

CATEGORIES

1. For their own good.
Does this person really think they could make it on their own? It's a big, scary world out there, and you need to protect them from it, whether they like it or not.

2. For the good of society.
Forget protecting this person - it's your duty to protect the world from them! Maybe they committed a terrible crime, or maybe they were falsely condemned, but it's your job to keep them locked up where they can't do any more harm.

3. Because they're not well.
How's your bedside manner? Whether you're Florence Nightingale or Mildred Ratched, you're in the position of ministering to the mentally ill. Maybe this person genuinely needs your help, or maybe you're just turning a blind eye to their true sanity.

4. For the money.
Higher aims? What higher aims? This person is your meal ticket, and they're staying put until their loved ones pay up.

5. For their love.
It might be a case of yandere, or it might be a consenting BDSM relationship. Whether it's by mutual agreement or by force, you're keeping them simply because you love them.

6. Because they're cute and fluffy.
Who's a cutesy wutesy? They are! Yes, they are!
This person is your pet now. Maybe they're a different species from you, or maybe you just don't care that you're both people. Maybe you're even an alien zookeeper looking after a new acquisition.

7. Because they're your property.
Slave? Livestock? Who cares what they think - they're your property, and you decide their fate.

8. For the lulz.
Hey, what's a little bondage between friends? You'll let them go, once you're done laughing and snapping photos...maybe.

9. Choose a scenario, or combine several.

Taken from memebells.

Comments

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

It's possible. They clipped me against the roof of the jeep when the threw us in the first time.

[Curse his height.]

If we spend a night in a hotel before getting out of the country, can I count on you not leaving me handcuffed naked to the bed and taking my money and passport?

[womanwhobeatyou]

[A wry, tired smile plays at her lips.]

Would you believe me if I said yes?

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

I've trusted you this far.

Make a left here.

[womanwhobeatyou]

Is it trust or because you knew my options were limited?

[Because they were definitely not at all the same thing. Still, she takes the left.]

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Eighteen blocks up there'll be a hotel.

[Eyes closing again. His turn to ignore the question.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[She glances over at him again.] If you do have a concussion and you fall asleep, I will take your money and passport and leave you naked and handcuffed to a donkey.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Threats are never a good way to get me to behave. Ask John.

[But his eyes crack open.]

I'm probably not concussed, just tired. It took some time to find you, on top of the pace of this last week-

[womanwhobeatyou]

[She just smiles at that.]

You never did say why you came.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Selfish reasons.

[A world without her in it? No.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Selfish reasons she understands. Can at least begin to figure out, which is why she lets the subject drop.

Well, that and the argument back in the cell. But her thoughts circle back to his question anyway.]

Nothing a sand-free bed and a very stiff drink won't fix.

[Among other things.]

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

And a shower. A long, proper one-

[He says, voice betraying a tiny bit of a groan.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[The idea is far far too appealing. Irene can barely remember the last time she'd actually felt clean, beside that momentary stop with Sherlock in th-- ]

That sounds almost like a proposition, Mr. Holmes?

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

I suppose that depends on how annoying you are between here and the hotel.

[Since they'll be in one room. With one shower. Or maybe he just wants to make her start. (This is a game of chicken he'll lose.)]

[womanwhobeatyou]

I frustrate, I don't annoy.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

You do both quite well.

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Another brief smile.] You're being positively complimentary. Interesting, since you have already won the first shower.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Perhaps I know that if I leave you out of my sight, you will vanish?

[womanwhobeatyou]

If that were the case, I would have expected handcuffs.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Handcuffs can be arranged.

[Voice a touch thick.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

[Her smile this time is less tired and more like herself, full of confident sexuality and the promise of misbehavior.]

And makes it easier to leave you naked and handcuffed to the bed.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Ah, see, that's why we can't.

[Sorrowful.]

[womanwhobeatyou]

Playing it safe now?

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

Betrayal being a risk is one thing. A promise, however?

[womanwhobeatyou]

[This again.] Is only as good as the person giving it.

[lostwithoutmyblogger]

So because you can't be trusted, I can trust you not to be telling the truth when you say not to trust you?