the mutual captivity dependency (romance) meme

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the mutual captivity dependency (romance) meme

No matter how hard you fought, how subtly or overtly you rebelled, or how many times you tried to escape, you ended up at this point all the same: you're a prisoner. Perhaps you're just a regular, run of the mill captive, perhaps a hostage, a science experience, a weapon to be used, yet, no matter what, you're not free.

But you're also not alone.

There's someone else confined along with you, who you met through your mutual imprisonment. The only thing you two may have in common is that you're both trapped here - and that's enough. The two of you grow close (it seems you're closer to them than you've ever been to anyone, but that could just be the situation); soon, something begins to start between you, tiny and delicate. You can't speak to what that something is, not in a place like this, but you know you want it to last. They are another reason to keep going.

Captivity, of course, has a way of stripping everything from you, including reasons to live. Surely, it is only a matter of time before this small - and still somehow world encompassing - comfort is taken from you...

...no. Not this time. They've taken all you have, right down to your freedom, and it stops now. You won't let the person who's become most precious to you in this hell be stolen away.

No matter what.

HOW TO PLAY

• Comment with your character and preferences. Are you open to AUs and assumed CR? What are your limits? Given the subject of the meme, there's likely to be triggering material here. Do you prefer very dark fare or a light at the end of the tunnel scenario?
• There's one prompt that could be smut, but feel free to play it in others if you're open to it. However, I'm going to be posting this as a smut meme on TLH later this week.
• Reply to others. RNG.

PROMPTS

1. Prisoner of War: Who's side were you on? Or were you just an innocent civilian caught in the mire?


2. Hostage: Take heart. You're worth more alive than dead.


3. Scientific Experiment: What an interesting specimen you are. You will have to be tested.


4. False Charges: One or both of you are here because of lies told against you; eventually, though, you may begin to believe that your worth is truly that low.


5. Do the Dirty Work: Your powers are useful, maybe even enough to use you as an unwilling assassin.


6. For Different Reasons: You're imprisoned for different reasons, and you still draw close. After all, does it matter when you're both stuck?


7. Most Unforgivable Sin: One of you is a prisoner in the most basic of senses: hostage, slave, what have you. The other? Well, it's much more complicated. The other is a person forced against their will to be a lover, spouse, or sex slave of those in charge. What if that other does find someone they actually love? It could cost you both your heads.


8. Equalized: Maybe you were in different social strata before, but now, you're both common dirt.


9. Should Be in Charge: One of you has a higher ranking in the system. Will you use your power to manipulate them or to skew things in their favor.


10. Beneficial: You both have something the other wants. It's a mutually beneficial set-up, and that's all it needs to be. At least, that's how it starts.


11. Love at First Sight: You never thought you'd see someone like them here, and maybe it's because you've been cut off for some long, but you're feeling so smitten, even if that's usually not you.


12. Needy: You're not cut out for this. Almost immediately, you reach out for anyone who can offer to take you under their wing.


13. Won't Fall: To you, it's all to keep yourself sane. You won't actually fall in love, not in a million years.


14. Traumatized: It's hard to care for someone so broken, someone who's seen such terrible things, but you do it anyway.


15. Brainwashed: Before you met them, you never doubted your masters. But now...


16. Flower of Hell: Such a beautiful ray of light should not belong here in this darkness. Cruelty will snuff if out. You don't want that to happen.


17. Kindness: They showed you an unprecedented act of charity and selflessness. You feel drawn to them.


18. Tend to Wounds: It's easy to get hurt while captive. At least you don't have to wait for your wardens to fix you up. You have someone kind or dedicated enough to tend to you and you alone.


19. Anything to Protect You: They can't protect themselves, so you'll do it for them in any way you can.


20. Using Them: Really, you don't care for them. You just want their protection and their help. At least, that's what you keep thinking.


21. Burned Before: You had another prisoner before that you loved, and they were sent away or killed. You want let down your guard again.


22. Human Contact: You've been deprived for so long, you crave any attention.


23. Can't Touch: You're in cells, kept apart. You can never touch.


24. Barely See You: There kept away from you and everyone else for most of the day, but you still have feelings for them.


25. Separate: They're to be taken away, perhaps even to another outpost. What will you do?


26. Frustration: How long has it been since you've been with someone? You may take any opportunity to get some privacy.


27. Have Hope: You don't want your partner to lose faith, so despite your own beliefs, you'll stay positive.


28. Promises: You keep telling them things, swearing that you'll follow through and you'll both be okay. Inside, a part of you may fear it's all hollow words.


29. Escape: You're going to leave, but not without them.


30. Punishment: For your crimes, both of you will be punished. How much will your affections mean then?


31. Forced to Torture: Not only does your closest person have to be tortured, but you're the one who has to do it.


32. All a Sham: The truth is out. They were only playing you. In fact, they may


33. Turncoats: Your captors have pitted you against each other.


34. Fight: You may argue or even come to blows, yet soon enough, you'll be wanting to forgive and forget because there's no one else to look out for you.


35. Jealousy: They're all you have here, so you're not inclined to share.


36. Taken by Another: Someone else captured here with you all saw what you had and decided they would steal away your significant other.


37. Know How to Break You: Your tormenters know they can't hurt you with torture, but if they hurt the one you care for? That's another story.


38. Death: There's no need for prisoners who won't keep on the straight and narrow. You've pushed the envelope too many times, and now, execution is the easiest option for your captors.


39. Finally Free: The two of you have finally made it out alive. Suddenly, in the light of day, things seem different. Was all of this, all of these feelings...were they true or out of some desperate need?


40. WILDCARD

Comments

Trish Walker | Jessica Jones (MCU) | f/m

[tosavetheworld]

lydia martin, teen wolf.

[deathwailer]

izaya orihara ( drrr! )

[hassle]

( my sympathy with anyone who gets stuck with this asshole | m/m )

whichever prompt encompasses how much of a disaster this is tbh (i am so sorry)

[longtempered]

[It'd already been panning out to be a pretty unpleasant day--mostly because Shizuo's personal metric tends to qualify a day with an Izaya encounter in any form as an immediately ruined one. And they'd run into each other just as the morning had barely even started today, really, a bad omen for sure. Immediately charging into pursuit the moment he'd spotted the bastard on the sidewalk had been a natural reaction--but Shizuo hadn't realized, at the time, that Izaya was being chased by other people at that same time already.

In retrospect it's not surprising in the least. But at the time, the unexpected competition in the form of multiple shady men in suits had been a mildly startling development. It'd be a bit needless to say that chaos had ensued, the skirmish tumbling into alleyways and behind buildings, and then--and then. What had happened then? Shizuo had been quite ready to clobber the whole lot of them by the end of things. But then there'd been the sound of somebody firing something, a couple of times, and from there Shizuo's last clear memory is the outline of Izaya's stupid coat (and the man inside it) hitting the ground...before his own eyes suddenly couldn't stay open themselves anymore.

All in all, not the best morning Shizuo has ever had in his life.

Awareness gradually seeps back in the form of a chill in the air and even colder hard floor against his back. It takes a weird amount of effort just to get his eyes to open at all, blearily taking in a cement ceiling and a single pale bulb of light overhead. ...Unfamiliar. But even then, Shizuo isn't particularly alarmed--until he tries to sit up, and his body doesn't respond. ...Tries to move his arms, which don't respond either. And tries to turn his head, only barely managing to, trying to make out something about this whole situation as questions immediately begin building and a vague concern actually starts setting in. --He can't move, when's that ever happened?]

What the hell? [This is the most burning question of all, and the first to make it out of his throat after spending a few moments swallowing and working at it. Even then, it's rather raspy coming out.]

Bucky Barnes | MCU

[missionreport]

Chase Collins | The Covenant

[ooohwitchy]

Scud | Blade series

[thescudster]

[whitefoxkitten]

[If you're up for a nostalgia bomb...Return to Paradise AU? Maybe D gets sick of Inari sneaking around the house and decides to lock her up, and only Scud's intervention spares her from serious/permanent harm? Or they get detained by Inari's family/enemies of Inari's family on a trip to Chi-town?]

Sheriff Graham | OUAT | OTA

[dappersheriff]

Matt Murdock || Daredevil

[blindstrike]

[tosavetheworld]

When Trish first awoke in the beautiful hotel suite, she wanted to scream. Of course she couldn't, she wasn't allowed to scream, make too much noise or attempt to leave the room. The compulsion to obey was overwhelming, leaving her to whine helplessly instead. She turned her head to look over at the other bed where Matt was lying, a surge of both terror and relief hitting her so hard she might have staggered on her feet.

They had made a terrible mistake.

While Jessica remained absolutely stubborn about accepting help, the two of them worked behind her back to find Kilgrave in a better, safer way. What they hadn't expected was success so soon, which was how the bastard managed to snag them with a mixture of mind-control and already mind-controlled thugs. The back of her head still ached from where she'd been hit and knocked unconscious.

"Matt?" She said his name softly, voice trembling. Trish felt responsible for getting him involved in all of this. He was a lawyer, not a private investigator... not like Jess. Why hadn't she been more careful?

"Are you awake?"

Even if their commands had been clear, she was hopeful that together they might find a way around them, some sort of exception to the commands that would allow them to escape. Who knew how much time they had left? Kilgrave could be just outside the door, or, more likely, there were guards outside making sure nothing went awry. That thought alone gave Trish enough incentive to keep her voice down, even if she hadn't been ordered to do so.

captain marvelous | gokaiger | m/f

[eatseverything]

[don't know if gen is allowed, but if you want to do that OTA. prefer women for shipping, exceptions for canonmates]

Martha Jones | Doctor Who

[aproperdoctor]

[open to assumed cr and aus. pm/ask about potentially triggery material first.]

Blake Belladonna | RWBY| OTA

[fade_to_black]

[2,4,5,10,18,19,29,30,32,34 - anyone interested in those?]

2 sort of, 10, Cinder as the captor of sorts...

[flammefatale]

[ As a matter of protecting her identity, Cinder did not deal directly with members of the White Fang except for Adam, his lieutenants, and his protege. Too many eyes on her led to too many lips bearing her name, and it would be a nasty mess of trying to out any moles should her motives leave a bad taste in the mouth of some grunt. She might not have seen them as the raging animals as Roman did, but it was clear that the direction the faction had taken ever since the change of leadership would have only led to their self-destruction. Nothing would have changed about the way the world saw them. There would be no respect due to them; no honorable and fair treatment of their kind. Cinder promised change, but they had to listen. They had to obey. Adam was strong-armed rather easily. The man had the sense to recognize the threat of a greater force when he saw one, and also enough of a mind to accept funding and resources that he and his followers sorely lacked. It was all too easy to keep the rest in order after those negotiations came to a close. Not all were entirely on board with the new direction. She isn't sure when she first noticed it, but the quiet girl that rarely strayed from Adam's side lacked the same enthusiasm as her compatriots. No doubt she would speak passionately about her ideals until she was blue in the face, but when it came time to hand down orders and plan out missions, her zeal all but dried up. The planned assaults were growing even more vicious every time, and her objections and suggestions to alter those plans fell upon deaf ears. All deaf, except Cinder. She heard and saw it all. She committed it to memory, and though a logical outcome would have been to silence the cat faunus so that she might not cause Adam to stray from the path Cinder had laid out for him, she believed that the girl may yet prove useful. It's late, the camp is all but empty, and Cinder was waiting alone in the lavishly decorated tent she had secured for her visit. She had sent word to Blake to meet with her, under the premise of evaluating some of the recent strategies, and conducting some more covert operations, but that was a hollow pretense. The dim glow of lanterns would be all that awaited Blake's arrival, though there were indeed signs of someone having recently been here. After a moment there is some movement from the shadows behind a changing screen in the corner, and Cinder's smooth voice called out from behind cover at the sound of the tent flaps opening. ] I hope that's my appointed visitor, and not an unwelcome guest.

wanda | age of ultron & civil war

[trance]

[ prefs. pre- or ongoing canon HYDRA AU, post-CW imprisonment AU, or anything else. would love to do 31 & others. no 11. ]

[patriate]

[ HYDRA imprisonment w/ 31 and maybe 37 involving pietro/other avengers? pref for pre or ongoing canon? ]

Nickov // Original Character // OTA

[paintednoble]

[ooc: Kinks and info are in the journal, PM me with any questions!]

Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[ooc: Most prompts are open to discussion.]

Angel | X-Men Apocalypse | OTA

[swansong_icarus]

[please ignore the singular icon, he'll have more soon]

Heero Yuy | Gundam Wing | M/M

[onceaperfectsoldier]

.

14 / 19

[braidedwonder]

[ He was hoping that it was all worth it - even if it had ended up differently than he'd thought. Another doctor and a new place wasn't exactly the most ideal situation in the world, but if it meant that Heero could finally feel better and function... they had to try. But the conditions of recovery from all that they'd been through had never seemed so steep as when they'd arrived and Duo had been unceremoniously told that they'd decided that he would need assistance too. All of his vices had been done away with - cigarettes and alcohol alike, and his worst vice.... Well, any time spent with Heero was mostly in a therapist's office, considering that they had decided that they needed to live as though the other wasn't there, to learn to be independent and not relying on one another or a crutch of a vice before they could even try to be together again. Which was fair enough, but oh so hard. Which is partially why he looks like hell, when they come to their first 'meeting' since beginning this odyssey. But he's sticking to it. He hasn't slept in two days, but he's doing it. ]

Tauriel | The Hobbit | OTA

[silvan_captain]

Agent Washington | Red vs Blue | ota

[hatesimprovising]

[ no gender prefs. preferably no smut but discussable. open to triggering content. assumed cr and cross-canon are completely welcome. ]

Let's do this, wildcard unless we add prompts.

[memory_unlocked]

Being aware again after so long in stasis was strange, Epsilon eyeing the unfamiliar landscape from where he was standing. There was something niggling at the edge of his consciousness though and while he's been quiet for the most part, he can feel his new host stirring.

Although the name isn't coming to him yet, but there's something...

And then there's a flare of unreasonable anger spiking through him before it's gone almost as soon as it was there, leaving him feeling completely exhausted.

"Who are you?"

Beerune | OC | OTA

[paladinholylawyer]

[Please no 3,5,7,20,25,30,31,32,35,36,37. All other prompts and mixes are a-okay. 20 and up please. Totally up for starting us out. Intro on her profile. ^_^]

Marinette Dupain-Cheng || Miraculous Ladybug

[porte_bonheur]

Insert whatever numbers fall under this AU idk

[unluckychaton]

[His father said something about him having potential, being able to help him if he did... something. Details, they were hard to remember these days. And how many days it's been, he doesn't know. He thinks about other things though; tries to think about better things so he doesn't hurt himself, doesn't think about the darkness or about ripping up his confines or breaking his chains... possibly breaking himself.]

[It hurts everywhere though and he can't stop it, has no idea how to make it end. They won't let it end, and they make his experiments continue, but he doesn't get for what. Shuddering, her curled in the corner after another fit of yowling and scratching and ripping at the walls, coming to a stop once he expended his energy for now. Experiment #013 - Chat Noir let his pointed ears fall and held his claws to his chest, shivering and waiting for the pain in his body to abate again. Oh, it would go back to his head and start the cycle again, but he would take this time to think while he could about home, his father, and school again.]