tabiya (
ex_tabiya893) wrote in
bakerstreet2014-11-10 10:44 am
the dubcon meme
* Note that prompts in this meme will contain triggers. Proceed with caution.
HOW TO PLAY:
- Post with your character and any preferences/hard limits/dislikes either in the comment or the subject heading.
- Hit up other people's threads. Use RNG if you're stuck for choices.
- Doesn't matter who's the tagger and who's the tagged -- pick any side of a prompt that you'd like!
PROMPTS:
1) TOLD TO. You've been ordered to be with this person. Is it orders, from your boss? Your commander? Your king? Some faceless voice on the other side of that creepy security camera? Did the other person order you, or are they a victim too?
2) LAST PEOPLE ON EARTH. The species needs to be repopulated. So you better get to it, whether it's a match arranged by the government or just the two of you out in the middle of nowhere.
3) ARRANGED MARRIAGE. Congratulations, you're married to someone you've never met! It's probably a good political or social match. Now go in a room and make us some babies!
4) SEX POLLEN. You've been infected! Or contaminated. You're ragingly horny, and the only way you can survive is to let off some of that pressure. Hopefully inside someone else.
5) RITUAL. It's a religious rite, for fertility. Or maybe aliens made you do it.
6) REWARDS. Sex, and then you'll get what you want, whether you're a prostitute looking for cash, or a prisoner who just wants to unlock that door or disarm these beeping collars/anklets/what-have-you.
7) OWNED. You've been bought at a market, and now you're a slave for someone you don't even know. And looks like they'll make some demands on your body...
8) INEQUALITY. Perhaps one of you is very high standing, and the other is low. Or one of you is old, and the other young. Maybe a teacher-student relationship, or a director-actress.
9) DEADLY ROMANCE. You wish you could have this romance; you love this person, but you can't be together. You know that this romance will kill you, or ruin you, or have you banished, and so you have to say no. Too bad they're not listening.
10) CAN'T THINK STRAIGHT You drank too much. Or something extra was slipped into your food or drink. Maybe the other party has mind powers. It's awfully hard to say no, though.
10) WILD CARD. For any other scenario you'd like to play!
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Hazuki Nagisa | Free! | m/m
Aoba Seragaki | DRAMAtical Murder | m/m
Merlin || BBC Merlin (canon or AU) || M/M
Shinjirou Aragaki ; Persona 3 ; m/m & female canonmates
Cheria Barnes - Tales of Graces - f/m
Crona Gorgon | Soul Eater | m/m
Kino Makoto // Sailor Moon
tooru mutsuki | tokyo ghoul | ota
Alois Trancy | Kuroshitsuji II | m/m
Clara Oswald | Doctor Who
Jim Kirk | Star Trek Reboot | M/M
Hermione Granger ¥ Harry Potter ¥ OPEN
Tifa Lockhart | Final Fantasy VII
Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | ota
Peter Quill || Guardians of the Galaxy MCU
- Assumed CR preferred
- Prose preferred]
Connor Walsh | How to Get Away With Murder
Tyler Durden | Fight Club
H.P. Lovecraft | Necronomicon: Book of the Dead | M/F
Kanzaki | A place for half a rent | OTA
Yukiko Amagi | Persona 4
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[ It's been a couple of months since Makoto landed with Kanzaki and it's been more time than that since he was essentially kidnapped from his college campus while exiting the library one night. He wonders about that a lot - were the guys who took him specifically there for him or were they just aiming to take the next person who walked out? He's not sure he'll ever know.
The entire process of being taken and sold has been an ordeal, to say the very least. Surprisingly, though, the place he ends up once he's sold isn't anywhere near as bad as he's expecting.
Kanzaki reminds him of his best friend in a few ways and Makoto finds that it makes being stuck in the position he's in a little easier. He can't say he fully understands why Kanzaki needs a slave to begin with, but he's been living well enough despite methods taken to keep him from escaping while he's alone.
Like the cuff currently around his ankle, keeping him linked to a chain that only allows him access to his bedroom and the bathroom beside it. It's nearly time for his owner - a title he's not sure he'll ever get used to referring to someone as - to get home and he's looking forward to being able to do more than spend more time lying around in bed. ]
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Sparring for fun seemed like a great plan. Thor's hammer rests aside, not needed now in this little fight. Both of them are strong, skilled and not likely to be easily put down in a simple hand to hand match. Of course, they could have picked a better setting for this. The field was empty and out of the way so they shouldn't be disturbed and gave them plenty of room to move. The flowers that littered the scene were an amazing scarlet and gave some color to the green and yellow that otherwise covered the ground.
Each time one of them runs, one of them falls, one of them rolls, one of the sweeps and one of them makes a more flourished movement, the pollen from those flowers kicks up. Thor doesn't notice the effects at first. A lovely form, so close, draws his attention to just the right parts. At first he just thinks it's the adrenaline getting his own desires up. Soon enough though, the pollen takes hold and the next time he brings her to the ground, he doesn't get right back up. His hands instead moving to begin gripping at her top, hoping to strip it from her.
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Well, there is one distraction. Him. Tifa doesn't know it either, but every time she takes a breath she inhales more of the pollen, and it becomes hard to concentrate when her eyes are drawn to the way he moves, the power in his muscles, rather than the mechanics of the fight.
He brings her down and she lands on her back, a cloud of pollen billowing out from the flowers around her. She becomes acutely aware of the weight of him pressed down upon her, the scent of him so close, and she feels a twinge between her legs that's startlingly strong. She takes in a breath, staring at him wide-eyed. Whatever this tension is between them, he must feel it too, as his hands are on her top, pulling at the fabric.
She responds instinctively, lifting her arms over her head so that he can remove her top, and arching her back slightly towards him. It's like a switch has turned on inside her: she wants to taste and feel every part of him, and she grips at his shoulders, one hand moving to run through his hair, then pulls him into a kiss.
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The pollen around them might be the reason for this, but Thor barely notices it as he kisses her. It doesn't register. All that matters is the woman beneath him and the desire building within to be released. His large hands working almost frantically to get her shorts, and then her underwear, down her legs to be removed.
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She pulls away from him and hurriedly helps him to take off her shorts and her underwear, until she's bare from the waist down. Then she's tugging at his shirt, as frantic as he is, wanting to feel his chest and more beneath her fingertips.
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Bare from the waist up, and with her naked beneath him, his one hand moves to his side to start pushing down his shorts. His hips rise in the air over her to try and give him room. With only that and what underwear he wore between them, he wanted to have nothing inhibiting him from her. His own breathing picked up, and harsh breaths came with frustration with that last bit.
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"Now," she murmurs, breathless, "c'mon..."
She shifts a hand over his, pushing down his shorts too. All clothes discarded, there's nothing between them but heat and skin. She angles her body so that he's positioned directly over her entrance, one hand gripping at his side, barely able to contain herself,