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criticalkink) wrote2018-01-12 12:06 pm
criticalkink) wrote2018-01-12 12:06 pm
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CR Campaign Two: Mighty Nein era (characters)
The rules are under the cut for you to read if you haven't already checked out the profile!
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...
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 tocriticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.
The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.
Now go forth and prompt!
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!
Supplicant (2/?) Re: Essek/Tentacles, Trans!Essek, Oviposition, Cognouza
(Anonymous) 2021-10-21 05:04 am (UTC)(link)Same warnings as last time.
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Ice spreads in his chest, terror that in a perfect world would give him the strength to break free, to rip a hand from its pin and cast a desperate and silent saving miracle. In a perfect world his friends would be less exhausted from their long trek, less worn, and would wake up at the muffled hiccup of his cries, the slick sounds of his ruination. As it stands, all he can do is shake through the unholy quiet, his tears coming all the harder as the things writhe inside him, eager to put on a show for the hungry gaze of their orchestrator.
He is horribly grateful for the one continuing to press down his throat and how it silences his piteous keen. Lucien tuts when he closes his eyes again but it is better than watching, than looking at him as he stares back, openly entranced by the display. It’s worse somehow, knowing that if not for the larger tendrils pinning him down, it would be almost discreet. Even with his cloak thrown aside, the ripped seam gives little more view than a glimpse of flesh, the minute undulation of his hips far more of a tell. It shames him, weighs him down, and he knows that if he could, he would beg, plead, offer anything he could to be free of this torment. The one pressing unevenly against his cock grinds down with a ruthless sort of intelligence, making him clench and gasp, encouraging them all impossibly deeper. Hysterical, he can’t help but think they’re going to meet in the middle and rip him apart not feet from his unknowing friends.
But no, he could not be so lucky. Instead one of the seemingly dozen tendrils inside his cunt reaches the goal he didn’t even realize they were seeking, feeling around the edges of something that was never meant to be touched. It finds his center and pushes, driven, soon joined by all the others in a single goal. He squirms desperately, a living insect pinned to a display, trying futilely to pull away as the pressure inside him grows and grows and grows.
Lucien purrs, sounding somehow closer. His legs are pulled even further apart, the muscles screaming, offering up his stuffed and soaking cunt for inspection.
”You’re trying so hard to keep them out darling, so tight I can almost feel it. Don’t be rude to your guests or we might have to find a better host.”
He can’t see through his tears but he opens his eyes again anyways, throws a worthless glare at Lucien as the pressure inside him grows unbearable, the tendril around his throat loosening enough for the one inside it to thrust so deep he swears he can feel it in his chest. Lucien isn’t even looking at him. All the fight drains out of him as he realizes where exactly those many horrible eyes have drifted.
”He’s dreaming of you. It would be so easy to share this with him, let him feel you around his cock. He would love to fuck you until you cry.”
His mind flits in a panic to Caleb—dark-eyed, red-eyed, watching his destruction, fucking him raw—and then the pressure breaks in a single sharp moment of mottled confusing sensation, pain and more, blanking out his every thought as the squirming inside him moves past the point of comprehension, too deep, too much, feeling him out in ways nothing was ever meant to.
It’s inside. It’s inside.
His head falls back. He didn’t even realize he’d lifted it. Lucien’s voice fills his ears, soothing and filthy.
”Precious thing, what did I say? You’re doing wonderfully.”
Once more one of the things inside him grinds against his cock and he falls, shaking and self-loathing, into the most powerful orgasm of his life. Every touch prolongs it, sends it higher, shattering him apart, shredding his logic, his sense of self, his very concepts of his own anatomy. He can’t tell how much time passes while he falls apart, but it feels like forever. He’s only aware of the other side when another horribly loud sound wrenches through the air. The seam gives even more, his undergarments shredding apart as everything inside him pulls apart, uncoiling and making him horrifically aware of each and every one inside him as they spread him open for the next stage of his violation.
He screams, clawing weakly at the unholy earth beneath his hands. Even to his own ears, it barely sounds more than a moan. It feels like a final betrayal.
Something presses up against his folds, easily finding space where it has been cleared for its arrival, heavier and thicker and different in a way he cannot yet explain, wet with slick both his and its own. He chokes on bile, acid and salt and failure around the one gently petting his esophagus from the inside, all too aware of the way the small tendrils pull out one by one, squirming their way out as this new intrusion pushes in. It’s almost too easy for it to traverse the path they had to break open, bulging edges making him whimper weakly as it finally arrives at his core.
This time there is almost no pressure. He knows on some level he cannot truly be feeling what is happening inside him and yet he knows, is desperately unfathomably aware of how the last few thin tendrils hold him gaping and waiting for it to nudge its way almost gently inside his battered womb.
And then it—it—there are no words to truly describe the act except for unfurling, opening up inside him like a flower—
like an eye—and settling. The final tendrils slip out of him, one moving to wrap fully around his cock instead, giving it a cruel squeeze. He sobs, wretched, and feels another orgasm start to shake through him, even as a mass starts to push its way inside him, somehow even wider, and he realizes just what Lucien meant by vessel.He stares blindly at the amber dome above him, trembling as the egg—the ovipositor moving inside him— presses unforgivingly against every spot that would normally ruin him and a dozen more besides, encouraged by tiny jolts of his hips brought on by the grip on his cock. It slips into his womb with an ease that makes him ache, with another already beginning the journey again.
This is what he’s worth, he realizes. All his skill, all his mistakes, all leading up to this, laid low by a nightmare breaking his cunt apart, all under the gaze of a watchful demon.
The second egg clatters against the first inside him and he splinters a bit, deep inside. It feels like a pattern is being written on his soul by all of this and he hates himself for it, hates himself for the fact that he somehow wants more.
Distantly, he can hear Lucien growl, hungered and proud.
Re: Supplicant (2/?) Re: Essek/Tentacles, Trans!Essek, Oviposition, Cognouza
(Anonymous) 2021-10-28 11:36 pm (UTC)(link)I don’t even know if I want to know what is actually being laid in Essek. Are they little Luciens? Little somnovem? Nightmarish cognouza flesh abominations? DO I WANT TO KNOW? IM NOT SURE.
Re: Supplicant (2/?) Re: Essek/Tentacles, Trans!Essek, Oviposition, Cognouza
(Anonymous) 2021-10-29 05:10 pm (UTC)(link)