Get territorial

[interjection]

the claiming meme

Have you ever wanted to make sure everyone knew what was yours, so they'd keep their hands off? Well, if you haven't before, you're feeling that now, and those emotions are not towards a possession. They're towards a person you want to claim, no matter if your personality is territorial or not. Or maybe you're the one wanting to be claimed. Either way, this will end in sex that's either public, running a high risk of discovery and publicity, or that leaves marks There are as many reasons why this desire has cropped up as the imagination allows: frustration, sexual tension, disbelief of others that you're a couple, anger at others trying to steal what's yours, punishment or to remind someone they're yours, a personality-altering gas, hormones, heat, a mutual kink, for fun, for showing the world how much you love them, or even in order to save them and show some despots that this person is taken because better you than anyone else. How serious the "claiming" instinct also depends on entirely upon what you really want. Remember, wanting something to be your own isn't bad. how to play Comment with your character, info, what position you'd like to play, and preferences (IE, het, only consensual sex, prefer x scenario, lots of grabbing or hickies, etc). Reply to others. There are no proper prompts because that would be limiting, but feel free to use some of the scenarios mentioned up there.

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Nakahara Chuuya | Bungou Stray Dogs | OTA

[minimafia]

Nathan Drake | Uncharted | m/f

[sketchycharacter]

Rey | SW:TFA | OTA

[thesefirststeps]

[ooc: Either / or.]

Flynn Scifo | Tales of Vesperia | OTA

[divine_streak]

[The claimed, kinks on journal.]

Eijirou Kirishima | My Hero Academia | OTA

[sturdyhero]

[Either position sounds fun! Feel free to assume CR. As laid-back as Kirishima normally is, he could definitely get possessive if he sees someone else trying to move in on someone he's with. And on the flip side, he'd be hella startled by someone getting that way about him.

Just, uh, watch out for the teeth. Kirishima can take a lot though, so grabbing, biting, hickeys, hair pulling, all cool.]

Lapis Fathalla | Original | OTA

[oneirism]

[Most likely to be the claimed, but can get jealous and a bit possessive if she really likes someone.]

Matt Murdock; Daredevil TV Series; OTA

[perseaamericanaatlaw]

this is all your fault.

[aheroliveshere]

She's waiting for him when he comes in.

It's four o'clock in the morning and he's been out all night patrolling the rooftops and alleyways, rescuing the innocent, working out his aggression issues in less than legal venues. She knows this because she's been tracking him for the last few weeks. After the Castle case almost fell apart because he couldn't get his shit together, she had to find out what was going on with him.

For some reason, finding out he was the Devil of Hell's Kitchen? Wasn't that much of a surprise. She's beyond livid that he felt like he couldn't share that with her. After all they'd been through together. Hell, even if she wasn't in love with him, they were friends god damn it.

So she was sat on his bed, knees clutched to her chest, chin on her arms. Waiting for him to come home.

you love it

[perseaamericanaatlaw]

He knows she's there as soon as he arrives on the rooftop of his apartment building. Telling her about this was never supposed to factor into his plans for the future, and although their one perfect night would stay as it was, almost untarnished no thanks to Elektra, he'd just figured that nothing more would come of it.

Karen deserved better, and a lot had happened. Between the chaos and the fighting and Frank's case, he'd had a whole host of things on his plate.

All Matt know is that he can't stay here on the roof forever. Quietly, he lets himself into the apartment through the kitchen window, catching a mug as he knocks it, but missing the spoon he'd set inside so it clatters to the floor. How he'll explain why daredevil was in his kitchen, he has no idea, but at least he was wearing the mask still. Gingerly, he sets the mug down, waiting. Waiting. None of his clothes are out here, he'd left them with Elektra and now it put him in a very awkward position.

Wordlessly, he moves toward the bedroom, standing just in the doorway so she can see him there.

hell yeah.

[aheroliveshere]

"Hey," she says, lowering her feet to the floor. A breath of relief washed over her, knowing he was home and safe. The anger still simmered beneath, but it's Matt. After everything else is said and done, it's Matt.

She crosses the floor to him. Fearless. Chin held high, blue eyes wide, studying him.

"Nice suit."

can't resist tbh

[chernyy]

On one of the few nights Natasha can actually get Matt to go out, you bet she's going to dress to impress. She's in a good mood and she paid special attention to Matt's senses. The fabric of her dress was soft, pleasing to wear, pleasing to touch. There was very little back to it, allowing him to touch her skin, if he wanted.

Her earrings dangling, made soft little tings when she moved her head. And the barest amount of perfume. The kind he said he liked.

They go to a place less fancy and more to their tastes. Which includes burger, fries, and pool, all in the same place. Not Josie's, but Nat likes to think he doesn't mind. She's aware of looks she gets, aware of things being muttered. But she's used to it. Her beauty has always drawn that kind of attention. She's more focused on Matt and teasing him as they play, the multicolor balls spread out over the green table.

"Oh, c'mon. Give me a real challenge, Murdock."

Good!

[perseaamericanaatlaw]

Natasha might only be aware of the mutterings from all directions, but Matt heard them acutely. Each and every comment, whether it be derogative or complimentary and it's a struggle, actually, to try filtering out the sound and focus instead on Nat.

It's not their usual, but he's happy for both the change, and the anonymity. They're not known here, either as people or crime fighters, but that doesn't stop them from garnering attention - apparently. As soon as they'd walked in, he'd silently prayed that Natasha wouldn't make a bee-line for the pool table. There was one sure fire way of raising suspicion when a blind man was challenged to a game like this.

The problem he has of course is that despite knowing the positioning of each and every one of them on the table, there's nothing to help him differentiate the solids from the stripes. Nat's goading causes him to laugh, instant and surprisingly carefree. Whatever this thing is that's happening between the both of them, it's oddly familiar. A part of him wants to give in to it, surrender himself to the happiness that being in something like a relationship will bring, but with his experience of girls who can best him in a boxing match - he wonders when the twist will come. Natasha is not Elektra, no matter how many people she's killed, but making himself believe in her is a mammoth task.

"Did you close your eyes?"

[chernyy]

She didn't think it was that suspicious. If anything, other people could see what she was doing: trying to get her date to try something new, in spite of his handicap (which it wasn't but they didn't know that). It also gave her an excuse to touch him pretty frequently. Which probably got even more mutterings but for the most part, people left them alone. They were just another couple, out for the night.

Which was something Natasha wanted more than she liked admitting. Especially now. She was a brunette now, and had an ID with one of her many fake names. She knew it had been a risk going to New York, bigger risk going to Matt after what had happened in Hell's Kitchen. But she thought perhaps hiding in plain sight would work.

And maybe she missed him. He was easy to be around. And his smile more than contagious.

She could understand his hesitancy, though. Even if she didn't know the whole story. She knows all on her own she's the one to play the actress. Especially now, she does it to blend in. Even puts on a slight New York accent when they are out in public. But she knows something's up when she keeps looking at him and she feels butterflies in her stomach. Which, she would never admit. Ex-assassins don't get butterflies anywhere.

"You think it would make it more even if I did?"

Koumori Kuroko - Murciélago

[715]

[ f/f | most likely the one claiming | dubcon/noncon are fine ]

jarah lean | original | m/m

[faithseer]

( he's quite flirty, but means nothing by it, so i would love to play him getting flirty with someone who he isn't involved with and the fallout afterward. on the opposite spectrum, he could be flirting with someone and they come onto him in a way he's not comfortable with and it could play out like that.

his effeminate looks are also prime for someone to mistake his gender and cause harassment, if you'd like to play with that.

prefs here. )

amelia. original. ota.

[thefirststep]

( info. )

[lunchleader]

It's the kind of club where one is a master, or a pet. Some people can switch between the two for every visit, but they must be in that role for the entire night - that's the club rule. And lately, for the past several visits, Right's been in the 'master' role, thanks to this wonderful girl being his pet.

Normally, he's very pleasant and playful, even sweet at times. But tonight, he has an itch to scratch, and it shows in the tent of his pants poking at her backside as he hugs her from behind in greetings. "Hey, kitty," he purrs into her ear. "Ready for some fun tonight?" He emphasizes his question with rough groping of her breasts.

[thefirststep]

Upon his hug, Amelia knew something was different. From his tent rubbing against her to his hands wandering to grasp her small breasts, she knew tonight was going in a different way, and she moaned aloud, her knees rocking together.

"I-if it pleases you, Master," she tilted her head up to look at Right, thankful that he was a bit taller than her so she could crane her head up like this and kiss his chin. "I would like to have some fun."

[lunchleader]

Right bends down a little to capture her lips with a rough kiss. "Good! Let's head over ro our table to get started." He fishes out the leather leash and hooks it onto her collar, then starts to lead her over to his usual table.

Once they're there, he sits down and pats his lap. "Up, kitty." His voice is already darkening with lust, and there's a commanding undertone beneath his playful sounding words.

Akanami | Sweet Tongue

[longtonguegooddeeds]

[The one claiming~, kinks and info in her profile.]

[green_genes]

[ That tongue has me intrigued. Any interest in laying claim to a point eared green skinned shape shifter? ]

[longtonguegooddeeds]

[Sure, any hard kinks yays or nays?

hinata shouyou | haikyuu!! | ota

[no10]

Yukisada | Ice Scream | M/M

[lendsahand]

[ Most likely the one being claimed.]

Loki » Mythology » OTA

[laegjarn]