criticalkink | CR Campaign Two: Mighty Nein era (characters)

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Welcome to the kink meme for Critical Role!

This community is open to all fans of Critical Role no matter what your preference for pairing may be. You do not have to join the community: you can either watch it or just track the post. Anon commenting will always be on, and IP tracking will be off. So feel free to stay anon if it makes you more comfortable.

What is a Kink Meme?
It's pretty simple. You post a prompt and your fellow fans get inspired and write fic based on that prompt. As it is a "kink" meme, a great deal of fic will be of the smutty variety, so if you aren't into that or not of a porn-reading age, this place won't be for you. Not all fic has to be smutty, but it does have to be kinky.

Clarification: This is a kink meme, therefore prompts must be kink-based. It is not a general prompting/headcanons meme. There have been a couple of people confused by that, so we're just making it extra clear.

Please only post one prompt per comment so to avoid any confusion.

How do I prompt?
Post each prompt as a new comment to the main post. Include pairing (or threesome or more if that's your thing) and anything else you want to add. You should put, at the very least, the pairing in the subject line along with a specific kink if it applies. You can put the whole prompt in the subject if it will fit, but if it doesn't, use the comments. For example:

Subject line: Beauregard/Jester, friends to lovers

Body of comment: Jester's been letting Beau use her for sparring practice. That kind of proximity does things to a tiefling.

I see a prompt I want to write! What now?
Go for it! You don't have to claim it, and fills can be written by more than one person. Once you've finished you must post it as a response to the original comment. Responses should use a subject line that includes the pairing, rating & any necessary warnings (i.e. incest, non-con, etc.). If you have titled your fic you can also include that. Also, as LJ limits the size of comments, if your fic goes into multiple comments, please note that your comment is part 1/5, part 2/5 and so on. Using the prompt above, the subject line could read:

"Punches and Pastries, Jester/Beauregard, M, 1/3"

And now some rules...

Since we're all supposed to be adults here, let's act like it. Be respectful to your fellow posters.
Your kink is not someone else's and their kink may not be yours. If you don't like it, don't read it. It's really that simple.
Please no bashing of other pairings. Just like with kinks, everyone has their own flavors, and this is neither the time nor place for ship wars. This meme is meant to include the entire fandom.
Crossover prompts are allowed, but they must include a Critical Role character as a main part of the prompt.
RPF is also allowed, but please prompt it over here!
Het, slash, femmeslash? You're all welcome here. The more the merrier!
It's not a requirement by any means, but writers love feedback, so if you read something you enjoy, take a second to tell the writer. Whether it's a one word response or something longer, it's always appreciated.
Please follow basic kink meme etiquette by not linking the cast or crew to this meme.

While we want this to be a relaxed and cool place, we also don't want people to feel uncomfortable being here. If you have suggestions or comments on how this community can improve please address to them to

criticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.

The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.

Now go forth and prompt!

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There’s no obvious trap in the fountain, not any he can see at least, but he still carefully balance on the edge to avoid touching any of the water, just in case, trying to touch everything but the gem as little as possible.

It slides free easily, into his hands, and he doesn’t drop it back into the fountain, all though he stumbles, a bit, back into the path.

Back the way he came - but this time, he holds his breath, through the flowers. It doesn’t quite last, the whole way through, but it’s enough that he makes it to the other side, and doesn’t fall back into any of the hedges.

The effects have faded by the time he’s back to the tower. He waits by the door for a moment, trying to get a sense of where the construct might be, before running towards the stairs. The more time he spends waiting, the more he could draw attention, and victory is so close at hand.

He takes the stairs slower, since there’s no risk of the construct there, and he doesn’t want to get exhausted. The third key is on the seventh floor - just a run through the hallway, and he’ll be there.

A moment, to catch his breath, and then he darts out into the tower. One turn, no sign of any constructs or traps, two, and he can see it, almost there -

He hears the sound of fingers snapping, once. It echoes through the hall, and he stops moving, arm outstretched just inches from the slot the last keystone gem needed to fit into.

For a moment, he thinks it's hold person, but he can still move, feet finding a better stance and one arm moving back to find the wall that has suddenly closed around his midsection, trapping him moments from freedom.

“That was certainly closer than I expected you to get,” Essek says, stepping into Caleb’s range of sight. “I’m very impressed, you’re so clever. But, of course, still nothing, to even a moment of my attention.”

Caleb gives him a withering stare, earning him a chuckle from Essek.

“You should have just sat where I put you like a good little pet and waited,” he continues, hand pressing Caleb’s chin upwards to make eye contact. “But, of course, you had to try. And I have to punish you for it.”

Essek steps back out of sight. It isn’t long before he can feel the hand brush against him on the other side of the wall. Essek presses two fingers inside him, testing, before replacing them with a more solid dildo, sliding it in gently, deep enough to press up to his prostate. After a few moments, it starts vibrating.

His hands pull away, and as they do, Caleb can feel himself trying to follow, not that he can move much, trapped as he is. It takes him a moment to regain solid footing, thrown off by the vibrations, which slowly grow in intensity.

It’s worse than anything else in the tower has been, because Essek is rubbing faint circles across his exposed skin, occasionally brushing his cock for a second or two before continuing. Victory is within sight, less than an inch away.

He could toss it - maybe it would snap into place, more likely it would fall to the floor and take Essek’s victory from assumed to certain.

Or - he could wait for a shift in position, for any moment in which Essek drops the wall, for any opening. Not giving in, just - ah - waiting.

“You know, it’s a shame you don’t have your words, right now, because I’d love to here you beg for me,” Essek murmurs, sounding as if just in his ear despite being across the wall that traps him. “You’re right on the edge, and I just know that if you had the option I’d have you begging to let me win.”

Essek is - probably right, but begging isn’t an option, and Caleb isn’t one to play for second.

He pushes back, against the wall, and he can just hear the smug expression cross Essek’s face. His hand pulls aside, and starts to remove the dildo, leaving Caleb open for Essek to slide in instead.

It’s slow, to start, Essek enjoying the tease just as much as letting Caleb adjust, but it isn’t long before he starts fucking Caleb in earnest. His hands find hold on Caleb’s hips, pushing deeper and closer up into the wall.

Caleb stretches his arm out towards the slot the gem fits in, the final key. Still just shy of putting it in, but he can tell it’s closer. He pushes himself further, free hand bracing against the wall to force Essek to keep fucking him closer and nearer to the goal.

It takes everything in him to keep his arm in place, to ignore every part of him that just wants to collapse in a heap.

Essek comes - the gem snaps in place - and everything, for a moment, goes white.

They collapse out of the demiplane back onto the bed. Caleb lets himself fall back against the pillows, not enough left in him to move, and Essek is the same, for a few moments, before moving to lean over Caleb and remove the collar from him.

“I believe that is a win for me, ja?” Caleb says, eyes still shut.

“And yet, for some reason, I still feel victorious,” Essek quips. He lets a hand move down to Caleb’s cock, running a finger up it before taking him full in hand. His breath hitches. “Next time, I think we need to increase the difficulty - add some puzzles a bit more complicated than just find the key.”

“Ah - Essek -”

“I mean, I put so much work into the hedge maze, and you avoided almost all of it,” he continues. “Clearly we need more than that to start taxing your memory.”

“Essek - please -”

“You know, the spell didn’t stop you from coming. You’re the one who likes denial.” He tightens his grip and speeds up, regardless.

Finally - finally - Caleb comes. He imagines he must look thoroughly wasted, lying here, as he opens his eyes, staring up at Essek’s face.

“You realize I am going to do worse to you, next time,” he says.

Essek smirks. “Well, I look forward to your attempt.”

CR Campaign Two: Mighty Nein era (characters)

Fill: labyrinth (Caleb/Essek, roleplay, predicament bondage) 2/2