Claim what's yours

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the public 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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aoba seragaki | dmmd | m/m

[dramaticalblue]

Faith Lehane | Buffy: The Vampire Slayer | ota

[rockypath]

[Faith can be either role, although she tends to be the more forceful and greedy one. I'm game for a role reversal there. I'm cool with most things, just no non-con.]

[times_new_roman]

Rory had said to meet him after work at the bar, and there he was sitting at a bar stool with two female and one male nurses trying to flirt outrageously with him. He hadn't noticed, of course, or he'd be red as a beetroot, but if ever there was a time for Faith to stake a public claim it was right now before they got any more outrageous. She also knew he knew perfectly well how to say no, and that flustered protestations weren't a no.

They hadn't known each other long and she knew he was in love with someone else although going through a divorce, but for now he was hers. That they met when he'd thought he'd be rescuing an innocent girl from the clutches of a vampire, she thought she was playing bait and would surprise a soon to be staked vampire, and the master vampire thought that he had enough minions with him to trap and take down the dark slayer. They'd all been wrong but it had been a close thing and it would have gone very differently if the master vampire had broken Rory's neck rather than bitten him and found he might as well have swallowed holy water. Even Rory hadn't been able to miss Faith's flirting afterwards.

The next morning the bed was empty, but the smell of breakfast was obvious and he had cooked enough for a slayer. And they'd been together for the week since, both with their issues. And Rory not caring that Faith could twist him up like a pretzel if he tried, and definitely caring for her as a person made him certainly her best boyfriend since Robin Wood even if a part of him would always belong to his soon to be ex wife.

OOC: Hope this works? Complete with enough issues to be fun. (Only slight AU at the start of S7 for Rory)

sorry for the delay! ;;

[rockypath]

When she came to England the last thing on Faith's mind had been letting anyone close. The first night they'd spent together was meant to be the last. A way to unwind after a battle. Then he'd had to go and go an awful thing like be sweet and make her goddamn breakfast.

He was too good for her, so ultimately it didn't surprise her that he was still pining after someone else. Someone else that he was still married to. Maybe that was why she hadn't left him in the dust yet. He had baggage too. It helped stave off her many pesky commitment issues. Maybe the self-flagellating part of herself was drawn to that too, someone else who if given the choice wouldn't choose her.

When she stepped into the bar, her eyes zeroed in on him at the bar. Rory and the nurses openly flirting with him. There was a pang of something then. A bristle, like a wolf's hackle's rising in the presence of a threat. Jealousy. Maybe he wasn't fully hers, but Rory was more hers than theirs. She moved through the crowd like the predator she was, sliding between the women and Rory. He still had a drink in hand, but that didn't stop Faith she pulled him toward her in a crushing kiss, practically crawling into his laps to the dismay of those around them. She didn't care. For the moment Rory was hers, even if it wasn't going to last forever.

No problem

[times_new_roman]

Rory, as he almost always did, had his back to the wall so he could see the whole room, a habit common among combat veterans. This meant that she caught his eye as he approached, and with that walk his mouth went dry but he had enough warning to put down the drink as she reached him.

And it was one of those kisses, the ones where she claimed his mouth with her tongue and devoured him, leaving him breathless and his tongue fluttering underneath the slayer's. He moaned into her mouth, sucking her tongue deeper, and writhed under her as his eyes fluttered closed. He wasn't sure what had brought this on, but wasn't objecting, although he did blush scarlet a few seconds after she broke the kiss, leaving him breathless when his brain caught up with what had just happened.

If looks could kill Faith would have been dead twice over. But the third, slightly older blonde nurse took a look at Rory and realised he was barely coherent so she spoke to Faith. "You're Rory's girlfriend then?" The gesture picking up her glass with her left hand made her wedding ring much more visible. "He's a great catch, but I don't suppose you can get him to settle down and take a permanent job? We'd want him for Ward Sister straight off, and in six months he could replace me as Matron. And theatres and two other hospitals also want him." Apparently the brunette and the other blonde both wanted Rory in bed, but this one had different designs on him.

Toudou Jinpachi | Yowamushi Pedal | m/m

[nemurerumori]

[asixthsense]

Natsume closed his eyes, his grip on the bar in front of him tight to give himself something to focus on. Something other than the people around him. The mask over his face indicating he was sick had deterred some from wanting to be near him, which was a small blessing, but there were just too many people regardless. He was sweating, and it had less to do with the weather than the fact that he was getting overwhelmed.

Behind him, another teenage boy elbowed his friend, who looked up from his phone with a curiosity that quickly turned to calculation. Natsume was keenly aware that they were there, but knew if he so much as glanced in their direction that it could be so much worse. A salaryman gruffly cleared his throat, quieting the titters that Natsume hadn't even noticed, he was so busy focusing on his breathing. So, he was more obvious than he'd thought.

He needed to find somewhere safe, where he could be alone and away from other people. It wasn't unheard of that an Alpha could lose control of himself on a train, but didn't happen often, and was always blamed on the one that had triggered the Alpha's instincts. None of this had been nearly so much to worry about when he still lived in the country. If Natsume needed to get away, it had been easy to simply disappear into the woods, to find shelter at a forest shrine, and generally stay away from everyone for a few hours.

His current family didn't know, but he was sure they must have been starting to suspect he wasn't everything he'd let them assume him to be. Natsume hadn't told them. All his life, it had been drilled into him that no one wanted the responsibility that came with having an Omega child. He'd had the small blessing of being a late bloomer, so to speak, running under the radar of school nurses that might have tipped someone off. There was no way he could confess now, and risk being rejected yet again. The hormone blockers for male omegas were more expensive than for females, simply because they were more rare. He couldn't ask them to pay for that.

So he did what he could. That hadn't been nearly so hard until he'd started attending school in the city.

The speaker system was rattling off the next stop, and the hot wind blowing into his face was a relief from the overpowering air in the bus. Natsume muttered apologies as he stumbled out past everyone else, and it wasn't until his feet were hitting the pavement and the train was leaving that he realized: he'd gotten off at the wrong place.

Then the wind shifted, and Natsume became acutely aware that he hadn't been alone in getting off here. He could hear them now, the boys from before that had tormented him without even trying. One of them called out even as Natsume picked up his pace, fighting the growing urge to linger, to instead seek out somewhere he could escape. Where he was didn't matter nearly so much as what could happen if he stopped walking now. There were three of them, much more than he could handle, and the calls were starting to turn into jeers.

[nemurerumori]

This morning started like any other morning. Toudou was riding his bike on his morning practice route. It came down the straights and he was riding slower than he had when he started. He didn't really have anything on his mind. It was his quiet time, his alone ride. It took him by the train station on his way back to the school.

Seeing the boys pursue someone that obviously didn't want the attention is what stopped him, unclipping his shoes from the pedals of his bike and narrowing his eyes at the scene. He wasn't fully sure Who was being pursued with the face mask on, but he didn't care. This was his area and he wouldn't stand for alpha's acting like they were mere animals. Setting his bike against a tree and setting his helmet on the handlebars, he walked in the direction of the situation, a sneer clear on his face.

The reason this was happening was clearly in the air. He wasn't so blind as to not cluing in on the situation at hand. That didn't seem to change his mind, however. Toudou was a strong believer in the mannerisms of fellow alphas and being able to conduct yourself properly. Their usual inability to act like anything other than dogs when it comes to omega's sort of disgusted him. Normally. Shinkai and Arakita were bad with or without it.

He followed them until they stopped, being quite a bit away from them. It wasn't until he was close enough to the small group that he glared, letting the full power of Hakone's mountain god come out.

"What the hell do you degenerates think you're doing to him?! Aren't you ashamed of yourselves for acting like animals just because of a scent? Back the fuck off," He exclaimed loudly, keeping his eyes on the scene. Who were they even harassing?

Hal Jordan | DCU | OTA

[lanternsmight]

[spellsbackwards]

[An escape artist with an exhibitionist streak + creative uses of the ring, y/n?]

Loki Laufeyson || MCU || m/m

[inclinedtotrickery]

Bella Swan || Twilight || ota

[mortalitem]

Genjo Sanzo || Saiyuki || m/m

[killbuddha]

Diana Bishop | A Discovery of Witches | ota

[witchwind]

may parker | mcu | ota

[benjaminbutton]

[shiftedshape]

[They say that women "glow" when they're pregnant, and while he wouldn't say it to her face, May hasn't necessarily glowed any more than normal since she confirmed her pregnancy. So it isn't that that has her gaining attention from random men (who conveniently miss her male companion). In fact, the amount of attention is just...consistent. It's just grating on him more, for some reason.

They've been out shopping for maternity clothes all afternoon, and while the shops themselves are feminine havens, the instant they're out on the street, men are literally turning their heads to look at her. Perhaps its the extra weight in her breasts? Whatever it is, their eyes might as well be loaded weapons for how they have his blood pressure rising.

On the train platform, Loki catches three individual men staring May's way, and he seriously considers simply teleporting them home. But no, that's an irrational reaction. He'll just. Reach around her and grab her hip. Something he has never done in public before. And his grip will be a little tighter than necessary. Sure.]

[benjaminbutton]

[ For May, attention from men is about as relevant to her life as a fan running in a distant room; that is, she's semi-aware of the static in the background, she simply isn't interested. Because when you boil all the excess away, they're boring. Catcalls are annoying, sure, and about the easiest way to get a woman uninterested, but plain old stares? That's white bread. Mayo, marshmallow fluff, vanilla ice cream.

She couldn't care less.

When Luke wraps his arm around her as she flits through her shopping bag in search of a receipt (they'd paid way too much for clothes she'd probably not wear until she's absolutely bursting at the seams - her normal wardrobe will be just fine, the same way as her thin floral tanktop still fits even if she's had to adjust her more braless tendencies), then, she quirks her head towards him with a raised brow.

There's also a feather-light, playful elbow in his side for good measure. ]

Shopping's really that much of a draining experience for you?

[ She's almost ignorant. ]

Jyn Erso | Rogue One | OTA

[wherehopegoes]

Stiles Stilinski | Teen Wolf | m/m

[snarkycomments]

Chuuya Nakahara | Bungou Stray Dogs | M/M

[thetaintedsorrow]

m'baku | mcu | m/m

[jabari]

colin mercer | oc | ota

[whenallelse]

scott summers | xmcu | m/m

[slimnshades]

Nico Acosta | OC | M/F

[anoranza]

Evie Montgomery | OC | F/M

[la_bonne_chose]