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ROMANTICIZED STOCKHOLM (or reverse) SYNDROME

The Romanticized Stockholm Syndrome Meme

Warning: Potentially triggering subject matter.

Whether you're trying to save them from the world, from themselves, or you're trying to save the world from them, either way, it looks like they're going to be a little tied up for the foreseeable future. Whether or not they see it that way, though...

1. Post with your character name and fandom in the subject line.
2. Include whether you would prefer to be the captor or the victim.
3. Intentional or no, as the thread progresses, victims will find themselves falling in love with their captor. Whether or not the feeling is mutual is entirely up to the muns.

As always, use sensitivity and respect the preferences of others.

The Romanticized əsɹəʌəɹ ~~Stockholm~~ (Lima) Syndrome Meme

Warning: Potentially triggering subject matter.

They started out as your prisoner. Now, they're so much more as they melt your cold heart.

1. Post with your character name and fandom in the subject line.
2. Include whether you would prefer to be the captor or the victim - or both! You may want to explain why you're character would fit into x role for maximum cross-canon tagging, unless it's obvious.
3. Intentional or no, as the thread progresses, captors will find themselves falling in love with their victims. Whether or not the feeling is mutual is entirely up to the muns. Whether it ends happily or tragically is also up to the muns.

As always, use sensitivity and respect the preferences of others.

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Edited 2014-10-23 11:58 (UTC)

[ Today's the day. The day the people who hired him are going to be expecting the delivery of their prisoner. Lock-Up was hired to apprehend, detain and deliver this man, and so far, he's 2/3rds of the way done with this assignment. Hell, he's been 2/3rds of the way done for weeks, there was no reason for him to wait up until the very last day in the first place.

And yet, that's exactly what he ended up doing. Taking his prize back to his bunker instead of delivering him flat-out, holding him, and wasting time on shit that wasn't of any benefit he can see at all. Shit like putting together custom restraints for him when the ones he fitted him with at the start were perfectly serviceable, or like interrogating him when that wasn't what he was hired to do at all. From a business standpoint, this prisoner's got nothing he needs to know.

But it's hard to look at this job as just business now. Not when his prisoner's Captain goddamn America.

Bolton wasn't told that when he'd been hired. All he'd been told was that the target was a soldier with baseline meta abilities, peak human potential. Someone who'd be hard, but not impossible, to restrain. He found it out after the fact, when he had the man in his custody for the first time and unmasked him. For a guy who'd gone to the Smithsonian as a kid just to see the Captain America exhibit, seeing that face he'd only ever seen in black-and-white photos had been surreal.

And now he's got Cap locked down. Hands shackled behind his back, ankles bound with irons, goggles over his eyes and a hood over his head.

His boots announce his approach well before he puts a hand on the Captain's shoulder. ]

Didn't wake you up, did I? At attention, Captain. You and me are going for a walk. And then we're gonna have a little talk.

Edited 2014-10-24 04:53 (UTC)

[Prefer victim, slow posting tl;dr prose. Fine with assumed cr/continued cr]

[captor of course]

((Captor, and victim would be in his world. Torture is likely. He will not reciprocate any affections.))

Edited 2014-10-23 05:03 (UTC)

(he fits the victim role so much better. it's painfully canon for him. that said, i'd be willing to try playing him as the captor! you'll just have to bear with me more.

please, pm me if you want to discuss anything before hand.

oh, and! if he is to be the captor, i do prefer it if he feels at the least platonic affection/obsession for them. he honestly wouldn't bother, otherwise.)

[Snow White didn't exactly held Alois locked up. He did however prevented escape in another way. There were after all perks with being a demon. Making alternate dimensions one of those. Alois could leave his room whenever he liked and walk through what from the inside looked like a castle and would end up back at his starting place. Only Snow White could find his way through the maze of room and corridors that he for now kept harmless, but the whole place did bend after his will after all. If he so wished for a throne room then there would be one. That however he mostly conjured up whenever his little human walked around and he made him find where he was instead of simply ending up on square one.]

[ The house he had been stolen away to had looked so much smaller on the outside, but now here he is, inside, and it's never ceasing. The rooms seem to become more impossible as he moves from door to door, seeking the exit or any other sign of life. ]

[Other signs of life were there, but mostly in the for of poisonous insects and animals that got held separate from the human by thick glass. Too thick to crush and that Alois should be thankful for or he would be dead by now. There also were the seven masked dwarfs that never said a world and only showed themselves to bring food to the kid.

Being aware that Alois had left his room again, Snow White let him wander without doing much about it. Until he decided to wrap the place to drop of the human in the room he currently was in. The lab. As the boy entered he didn't even looked up from the vials of strange coloured liquid he was working with.]

Had a nice stroll?

[ He refuses the food, too anxious to eat. Eventually, he's startled to find himself in the laboratory. Oh. It's him. The boy watches the demon with his vials, feeling doubtful. ]

Why'd you bring me here?

[Putting a cork in the vial he was working with, Snow White turned around to look at the boy with his red eyes. Being within his own domain he cared little about keeping up a human disguise even if it differed little from his normal self. And while his human face would make any young lady swoon, he thought of his demon face as much more beautiful. Details could do a lot after all.]

Because you are pretty and I like pretty things as much as I like poisonous things.

[ Because he's pretty. Distrust already exists in him for the human race, but hearing him say this only exacerbates it -- the distrust he has for everyone, for this hellish kidnapper. Why else would anyone want him? Pretty. Still, no signs of unease crinkle his soft features, he only smiles a little. ]

Maybe I'm poisonous, too, [ he says, in an effort to sound more threatening than he looks, and with a blanket of allure. Never mind the sharp, red-eyes on him now. Alois is nervous, he wants to retaliate. ]

[The attempt to sound threatening only amused Snow White and he showed that by letting out a chuckle. No matter how venomous a creature or plant might be he did not fear them in the slightest. Being completely immune to poison did that.]

Not as much as I am that I can promise you little one.