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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.

Rules
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!

Scenarios
1. For their own good. Either captive isn't aware of what they are doing has drastic consequences or applied knowledge is in favor of the captor. They are doing this to prevent the person from doing damage.

2. For the good of society. The captive is a not just a threat to themselves, but must be stopped. The captor must do this for the betterment of all.

3. Because they're not well. A possible doctor/ patient feel. The captive is unwell, mentally or physically. It could be a quarantine of some sort. Does the captor take pity? Do they know how to care for the ill?

4. For the money. Captor for higher. The captive is wanted for some reason. The captor may care, they may not. But it isn't personal. They're just getting paid.

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. A specimen of sorts. Or a pet. The captor is proud of collecting the captive.

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. A prank, payback? You'll let them go, once you're done laughing and snapping photos... maybe.

9. Choose a scenario, or combine several.

Note: These prompts can be both gen or sexual in natural. Please respect the preferences of others. This is also a content warning for possible dub or non-con.

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Comments

L | Death Note

[ascertaining]

(( m/m for anything smutty/shippy, ota otherwise, also fine with L playing either role ))

Evie Frye | Assassin's Creed Syndicate | OTA

[elderfrye]

_{[I am up for all of these! Gen or sexual good with me]}

Red | Milkyway Hitchhiking

[powerthirsty]

This character's canon is great for this theme: he's a King, aggressive, is shown to have and use prisons and prrrrobably torture chambers if that's your jam. What I'm looking for is more a cat-and-mouse scenario rather than outright imprisonment, something along the lines of both characters enjoying messing with each other and the capture being semi-voluntary.

Smut-wise, this character's canon age is vague but I put him around 17, can go higher if you're more comfortable with that.

Petplay stuff in a Tanagura AU would be fabulous or generic owner/toy stuff. Can do either gen or smut for that, lots of options here. Again I'm looking for introspective CR and what the characters think / how they deal with the scenario.

Prompto Argentum | Final Fantasy XV | OTA

[chocobobutt]

_{[Especially interested in patient, pet or property (...all Ps for Prompto. Totally not intentional) but open to all. Gen or shipping is fine]}

Dick Grayson | Batman | OTA

[justlikeacircus]

_{[Especially interested in patient, pet or property but open to all. Gen or shipping is fine. Come at me Batman villains]}

kylo ren { STAR WARS } ota

[vaderstan]

( TLJ compliant, tho in any of these cases i'd prefer some discussion up front about what's going down )

Casper LeBlanc Jr. | Scion/OWoD | M/M for smut

[helborn]

[Gen, dub, and non-con all fine with me. Just no needles or footplay.]

Suzume Nakagawa | Scion/OC | OTA

[healthedead]

[[ooc; All are fine for her! Just no bathroom stuff, needles, or feet.]]

integra hellsing ( hellsing )

[fairbrook]

( Going to say f/f for anything smutty here, unless we've previously threaded. Especially interested in some mix of 5 and 7 with a yandere holding her against her will and having their way with her in a sort of 'bird in a cage' scenario. OTA for gen threads. )

Sherlock Holmes || Sherlock BBC || m/m

[desecrated]

[[ooc: probably the captive.]]

[St.] John Allerdyce | X-Men Movies | OTA

[god_of_hellfire]

[I even have a gif for it. ]

kind of 7, kind of 8.

[talkative]

Well, if that wasn't a lucky find. Jackie is pretty sure that nobody will miss this one, and they'll be stationary for a while, and... okay, honestly his primary point here is that he needed a practice canvas and this guy could use some improvements.

So that's why Casper finds himself in what looks like an abandoned basement, his hands and feet bound. As soon as he moves a little bit, he's tugging at a bell that is tied to a string that in turn connects to him, but that is the only sound that he will be able to hear. Wherever they are, it's either remote or shielded.

[helborn]

Casper's not entirely sure how he got here. He remembers something - a dart? A bite from something? - and then darkness. He can see in the dark, but there's not much to see, and he feels... weak. Strained. Where's Bob?

He can't access much with his body bound like this, and with Bob clearly far away he can't even manage to make wings or talons to shred the bindings. The sound of the bell breaks the silence, and he tenses up, taking in every sight and sound and smell he can so that he can find a way out of here.

bee | the babysitter | ota

[beeautiful]

( gen or smutty, i'm good with it all! )

Raiden | Metal Gear Rising | OTA

[cyborgnaruto]

[ OTA for prompts. Gen or shippy are both cool! ]

Lady Loki | MCU | OTA

[frost_sorceress]

[Most likely the one that is captured.]

4

[captainwatson]

[[ooc: John is stuck working for bad people who've kidnapped Sherlock to get money from Mycroft.]]

Sometimes one wrong choice sends up down the wrong path into shit city and there isn't no reversing out.

On coming home from Afghanistan, he'd had nobody. No friends, no family he wanted to be around, no liabilities. He'd also had no job and couldn't adapt to civilian life. Being an ordinary doctor working in a quiet surgery just wasn't going to cut it for him. The silence of his bedsit had been like water torture, worse than any he'd experienced physically during his three tours.

Just when he'd been ready to put a gun to his mouth, he'd got a text from someone he'd served with briefly a few years previous. Moran had been a laugh to fight beside. Nothing had ever seemed to ground him in the seriousness of war. But he was also a hothead. It was if he was convinced he were just playing a video game. The wounded civilians, friendly fire, lost battles were all just incentives for him to shoot more enemy forces - or any other more 'personal' way he was able when given the chance. He'd been dishonourably discharged for reasons John wasn't aware. But after John had saved his life after a nasty shoot-out, Seb had always promised to pay him back one day.

Which he'd done in giving John a job. A new lifestyle. Not one he didn't think he could ever be proud of or admit to anyone else. But it gave him purpose. It let the blood pump through his body properly once again. He felt free from the blank cell that was his flat. He never enjoyed hurting people but most of them deserved it. Junkies who didn't pay up or rival gangs. Not innocents. Not women or children.

Until one day Seb comes back to the safe house with a something long wrapped in a big black bag slung over his shoulder. It almost looks like he's carrying some rubbish before he recognised the shape of a body.

"What the-" He goes to ask, frowning.

"Open the cellar door, Watson. Quickly now." Seb flashes him a wicked grin.

John obeys, though he already has a bad feeling about this.

[talkative]

It takes a bit, but then there are steps, soft and light on the bare concrete of the floor, and shortly after someone comes into sight.

Jackie is not particularly tall, nor is he particularly broad. One could say that he is unimpressive, if not for how beautiful he is, an an androgynous beauty that is almost uncanny valley (his face is symmetric. Human faces should not be perfectly symmetric). That aside, Casper's straining ears may notice something - he cannot pick up a sound of breathing. Jackie inhales before speaking or performing other actions that require air, but not outside of that.

"I see you woke up." He crosses his arms over his chest. "I only realized belatedly that you might catch a cold down there, but then I didn't know if you'd try to kill yourself with it if I put a blanket under you, so..." He shrugs lazily. "Couldn't let that happen now, could I?"

[desecrated]

[[ooc: up to you how you want Moran to break him or not.]]

He had been so blissfully high he couldn't see straight at all. It's dark now, why is it dark? He can't remember, he didn't remember why it would be dark. It's kind of uncomfortable too but he hasn't the will to move. The world sways a bit, back and forth and there's muffled voices from somewhere and his body aches.

He doesn't really care about moving.
It's probably nothing. He's probably just hallucinating again.

Is he naked? Probably. He probably let someone have their way with him instead of offering them money, he didn't have anymore anyway and Mycroft had cut him off from the rest of the trust fund for insisting on destroying himself.

There's ... it feels odd like he's been thrown somewhere. But it's dark.
He grunts a bit, dazed. Should he throw up? Doesn't know if he feels like that yet.

[captainwatson]

John opens the cellar, a damp little cold room that they recently cleared out a few crates of imported cigars.

Moran dumps the bag on the floor.

"Get me a chair and some more gaffa' tape." He says to John.

Watson is sweating now, heart pumping. He does as he's told and sets up the chair.

Moran unzips the bag and John bites his lip at the sight of the pale, naked figure inside. Very thin. Odd looking young man...maybe kind of beautiful if he wasn't doped up and drooling a little.

"Mate...I dunno about this..." John whispers.

"Order are orders. Mr. Moriarty wants him here, under our protection, until his big brother pays up the cash. So long as there's no trouble, it won't be that difficult a job. Now help me get him set up." Moran says, moving the boy like a rag doll and putting him on the chair.

John takes another breath and gets the tape. He helps bind the boy's ankles to the legs and his hands behind his back.

"The mouth too." Moran prompts.

John obeys.

[desecrated]

There's bright, hazy lights, and faces swimming and he struggles a bit as there's ... tape around his hands and feet. He bucks up a little. Is that what they want. As long as they give him more d-- then there's tape around his mouth and the laziness switches to a dulled panic.

Not ... not his eyes, please...
He tries breathing through his mouth but has to though his clogged nose.
It's a bit raw around it, evident he's been sniffing. His arms are slightly pockmarked along with behind his knees. He's started to try and hide what he poisons himself with.
What do you want?

He's ... unclothed, they could molest him if they really wanted to, some of them like that, and that's fine as long as there is the sweet blissful forgetfulness to give his brain after. He probably even likes it.

Angelika Einstürzen | Dogs: Bullets & Carnage | OTA

[verschlinger]

[ This is what she does. Your captor and medical professional; uncooperative souls will be tormented. Gen with f/m f/f in regard to shipping. PM for more info. ]

[captainwatson]

"Shouldn't we put some clothes on him?" John winces a bit.

"Boss wants us to be creative. Make sure we get our moneys worth." Seb smirks a little, grabbing the kid by the jaw.

"But he just looks like a random junkie..." John frowns.

"Doesn't matter who he is. His brother is some big government official. He'll pay up massive loads if he thinks his little Sherlock is in danger. So long as he believes it."

"If he's in the government, won't that mean he'll more likely find us?" John panics briefly.

"Don't worry! The Boss has got us covered. All we have to do is sit tight and play babysitter. He won't betray us."

John isn't sure how Moran trusts their boss so much. John hasn't even met him, other than a few phone-calls to a strange, soft Irish voice.

He looks at the young man. He doesn't want to hurt him...

[desecrated]

He turns eyes on his captor that his holding his jaw. They're both military. He ... he likes military types, he wonders if they know that, if this is just... a situation, but they are talking about Mycroft and ransom of some kind.

One has almost no morals or scruples and the other does.
He is breathing rather poorly through his nose, not used to it.

He's still high, though. Maybe they'll touch him and give him more drugs and phone Mycroft and Mycroft will... well... he might not. Sherlock never knows.
His arms and bound legs ache and he tries to relax so it doesn't hurt so much. Struggling though. He's fighting, wear it down. He can ... he can surely get out by himself right? If they leave him alone for long enough. Tape will give. They should have used zipties or chains but maybe they want him to try and escape. Could be that too.
He tries licking at the tape but he can't really open his mouth.

Taneleer Tivan | Marvel | no smut

[knowhereman]

[Probably the captor, but, not gonna lie, I’m curious about playing him as the captive.]