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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...
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!
Fill: providing; Cad/Fjord, Cad/Caleb, mostly-platonic Cad/everyone else; trans Cad; 3/3
Date: 2020-09-07 07:10 am (UTC)Caduceus pulled it open to find Fjord standing there. His knocking hand was already tucking behind his back, formal and expectant.
"Uh," Fjord said. His eyes fell to Caduceus's bare chest. "Hi."
"Hi, Fjord," Caduceus said warmly. "Would you like to come in?"
Fjord shifted between his feet, peering past Caduceus into the cabin. "Have you been in there all day?" His brow furrowed. "You shouldn't have to do that."
Caduceus shrugged. "I'm sure if this continues we'll figure out some kind of routine," he said. "For now, I wanted everyone to be comfortable. To not feel like everyone else was watching them." To not feel like everyone was watching me, he didn't add.
Fjord nodded. "Makes sense," he said, but instead of stepping into the room, he reached to undo his cape and toss it around Caduceus's shoulders before tangling his fingers into Caduceus's. "Tomorrow, though, if you do this again, you should use my cabin. There are windows in there, and a balcony. You shouldn't have to be locked up to do this, that's absurd. Everyone knows what's going on. We don't have to hide it from each other." He turned, tugging Caduceus behind him down the hall. "C'mon," he said. "We're going to get you some fresh air."
"I'm fine…" Caduceus said faintly, but he let Fjord tug him along behind him, the thought of the sea breeze suddenly almost as intoxicating as the anticipation of Fjord's mouth on his chest.
He followed Fjord up the ladder to the deck, and felt almost instantly lighter as the spray and the wind touched his skin. "Oh," he said, breaking Fjord's hold on him to lean against the railing, letting his hair whip out behind him in the air that rushed by the ship. "Oh, yeah, you're not wrong."
Fjord chuckled low in his throat, coming to lean against the railing beside him, their arms touching as they looked out over the majestic scope of the sea. "No," he agreed. "I'm not."
He let Caduceus stand there for a very long time, drinking in the air and the spray, casting up a prayer to the Wildmother, and when he finally turned to face Fjord again, Fjord was watching him with the softest smile on his face.
Caduceus let a hand fall to tangle into Fjord's again. "Okay," he said. "I'm good now, thanks. We can…" he gestured back belowdecks. He let his eyes dart to Fjord's. "You must be hungry."
Fjord's eyes flashed in something that might have been confirmation, but instead of steering them back to the ladder, he used his grip on Caduceus's hand to tug him toward the center of the ship. "I have a better idea," he said.
The climb to the crow's nest was long, and Caduceus was shaky and tired, but as he crowded into the small space against Fjord, he had to admit that it had been worth it. The remnants of the blanket fort were still flapping in the breeze around them, giving them a soft shield from the eyes of anyone below, but the canopy was open to the sky, the stars shining brightly above them. Fjord settled back against the railing and tugged Caduceus back against his chest. Caduceus fell back gratefully, pillowing his head on Fjord's shoulder and looking up into the sky, his eyes tracing patterns between the stars.
Fjord's arms were warm and solid around him, but he felt stiff, uncertain, until eventually Caduceus pulled away to sit up. Fjord curled his legs up, leaning his arms against them, looking steadily at Caduceus.
"I don't think we should do this," he said.
Caduceus blinked. He allowed Fjord the dignity of not asking what he meant, but he felt a frown of concern cross his face as he said, "Why not?"
A muscle in Fjord's jaw twitched. "I don't like this 'solution' She's given us. It feels…unfair. Like we're exploiting you. If She can sustain you enough to do this, why can't She just sustain all of us?"
Caduceus shrugged. "If I understood how godly powers work, I'd be a god instead of a cleric, I guess."
"You don't have the ego to be a god."
Caduceus smiled. "No," he agreed. "Probably not."
Fjord sighed. "It's putting you in a shitty position," he said. "And I trust Her, mostly, but…I don't like the idea that She's willing to do that. You're Her loyal servant, and She's demanding – "
Caduceus cut off his words with a harsh laugh. "Loyal," he repeated. "Me. The one who is still out here, on the sea with all of you instead of home tending to my grove the way that my family has always been commanded?"
Fjord blinked at him. "You think that She's upset with you?"
"Upset? No, not necessarily. But I think that I outlived the mission that sent me away from my home when I found my family. Now? I'm just doing what I can in Her service while on a path that She didn’t send me down." He held Fjord's gaze. "And part of that service," he said, "is keeping all of you alive."
Fjord's eyes dropped to Caduceus's chest, barely covered by the drape of his cloak. He swallowed tightly. "I…" he said. "I don't know that I can."
"Why not?" Caduceus asked gently.
Fjord's breath was unsteady, but his eyes rose to meet Caduceus's without hesitation. "Because I don't know that I can take what you're offering without feeling like I'm taking advantage."
"You're not," Caduceus told him. "What I offer, I offer willingly."
The muscle in Fjord's jaw leapt. "And what exactly are you offering?"
Caduceus shifted his shoulder, letting the cloak fall to the side, exposing one of his breasts, even the brush of fabric over it feeling like too much with Fjord's eyes on him. He could see the color rise in Fjord's cheeks, the way his breath caught, but he did not move his eyes from Caduceus's.
"I offer what She has given me," Caduceus said simply. And then, in case Fjord had not yet followed his meaning, he clarified, "She has given me everything."
Fjord let out a low startled noise, his eyes going wide. "Caduceus…" he breathed out.
"Fjord," he replied steadily. "I offer you this, yes." He let a thumb brush over his nipple, feeling moisture dampen it, his whole body stringing tight at the sensation. He had to take a moment before his voice was steady enough to continue. "But if the reason you're unwilling to take it is that you think that you want more than I want from you..." He let his eyes drift down Fjord's body, slow and deliberate. "You're wrong."
"Oh." Fjord looked as if Caduceus had just hung a new moon in the sky just for him. "I – " He seemed to run out of words.
"I enjoy it, it turns out," Caduceus said, almost conversationally, reaching to undo the cloak and let it drop to the floor of the crow's nest. "It feels good. Unbearably good. The kind of good that feels really uncomfortable with anyone you're not attracted to."
"Oh," Fjord repeated, his cheeks darkening even further. "Did you. Uh."
Caduceus felt a slow smile creep over his face. "Did I let myself enjoy it with anyone else? Yes."
Fjord's mouth dropped open. "Oh."
Caduceus eyed him carefully. "Does that change what you want to do, here?"
Fjord shook his head so quickly that Caduceus knew it was genuine. "No," he said, his eyes on Caduceus's breasts. "I want…" Caduceus reached to cup one of them, lifting it invitingly, and Fjord let out an honest growl, crawling over Caduceus's body in no time at all. He paused with his lips nearly touching Caduceus's skin and darted his eyes up to him one last time.
Caduceus curled his fingers into Fjord's hair and dragged him forward.
Both of them moaned as Fjord's lips closed around his nipple, Fjord's sounds muffled against Caduceus's skin, Caduceus letting his head fall back against the railing behind him, letting the sound escaping from his lips echo up toward the sky. The sweet suction of Fjord's lips went right to the core of him, tugging within him, pulsing heat between his legs.
Fjord's thigh was there, pressed against him, and Caduceus let his hips rock against it shamelessly, his fingers holding Fjord's lips to his nipple, feeling his tongue swirl there and draw the most desperate gasps from him before he sucked more, harder, taking his cues from the way Caduceus's body responded to him.
He was shaking by the time Fjord pulled away, lips wet and pink, looking up at him with sated elation. Caduceus tried to still his hips, tried to calm himself, to convince himself that it was over now that Fjord had gotten what he had come for, but instead Fjord was kissing down his body, his fingers tugging at the edge of Caduceus's trousers, dragging them downwards.
"You don't have to – " he began, but Fjord pressed a hot kiss to his hip, growling against his skin.
"Let me give you this."
The heat of his mouth was intoxicating, the thought of the tongue that had been so deftly working his nipple moving elsewhere, so Caduceus spread his legs, and took what Fjord offered. He could feel the vibration of the moan that Fjord let out as his tongue discovered how slick and ready Caduceus was. The firm suction that had covered Caduceus's nipple was suddenly focused elsewhere, and Caduceus couldn't think. Everything was lost to him as Fjord licked and sucked and worked over Caduceus until he was trembling with desperation.
He was reaching the edge when he felt Fjord go stiff against him, his fingers tightening, mouth panting hot breath over Caduceus's skin. Caduceus blinked down at him to find Fjord's hips jerking helplessly. "Oh," he breathed out. He smoothed his hand over Fjord's hair, and felt Fjord lean into it, chasing his touch.
Fjord turned his head to bury his face against Caduceus's thigh. "Sorry," he gasped. "I'm sorry, I – it was just…too much."
Caduceus brushed his thumb over Fjord's skin, soothing, frantic. "'s okay," he murmured. "That was…you're incredible."
Fjord blinked hazily up at him before his gaze sharpened into something almost feral. He dropped his mouth to Caduceus again. There was a renewed vigor to his movements, a deliberate focus on giving Caduceus exactly what he needed, and Caduceus was writhing under him almost immediately, strung tight with tension, shaking as he reached the edge –
Fjord touched his nipples.
Caduceus let out a broken sob, his head falling back, the stars swirling into an incomprehensible haze above him. His whole body was alight with sensation – the heat of Fjord's mouth against him, the agonizing bliss of too much against his oversensitive chest.
He came. He came and it didn't end. He came and lost time, lost place, lost the ship beneath him and the sea around him and everything but heat and feeling and Fjord, Fjord's hands and his lips and the weight of him grounding Caduceus, keeping him solid and whole while everything shattered into nothingness around him.
"Fjord." The name fell from his lips before his eyes opened, before he registered the flat hardness of the floor beneath him, the soft warmth of the cloak tucked around him.
"I’m here." He blinked his eyes open, and there Fjord was, tucked against his side.
Caduceus curled closer, letting out a low rumble of pleasure at the feeling of Fjord's body pressed against his. "Next time," he said, pressing a kiss to the side of Fjord's head, "you're going to have to give me a chance to do something for you."
Fjord breathed out a laugh. "Yeah," he agreed before a furrow appeared between his brows. "Next time?" he repeated.
Caduceus swallowed. "Uh," he backpedaled, "if you'd like. Or we can just pretend this never happened. You wouldn't be the first one today to want that."
"No," Fjord said, his voice going a little sharp. "I don't want that." The furrow grew deeper. "Who would ask you for something like that?" he demanded.
Caduceus felt a fond smile spread across his face. "Beauregard."
"Oh." A matching smile twisted Fjord's lips. "Yeah. She would." He shook his head. "I do want a next time." His eyes were heated as he looked Caduceus over. "I want one badly. But if this was only because of…" The blanket shifted as he gestured to Caduceus's chest, "I understand if you'd like it to end once that's…not the situation anymore."
"I wouldn't like that," Caduceus told him.
Fjord looked serious for a very long moment, like he was waiting for the other shoe to drop. When Caduceus said nothing more, his face lit up. His voice was unsteady as he asked, "Really?"
In answer, Caduceus pulled him in close and gave him a long, slow, deep kiss. "Really," he said against Fjord's lips as he pulled away.
They curled up there together in the crow's nest, Fjord reaching up to drag one of the blankets from the railing down over them, shielding them from the wind that whipped past. "We should go to my cabin to sleep," he said eventually, and Caduceus rumbled out a wordless reply, but didn't extract himself.
Instead, he watched the stars swirl by overhead, and he pressed a kiss into Fjord's hair. "When I prayed for divine intervention," he said, "I have to admit that this was not what I had in mind."
Re: Fill: providing; Cad/Fjord, Cad/Caleb, mostly-platonic Cad/everyone else; trans Cad; 3/3
Date: 2020-09-09 08:14 pm (UTC)Holy shit this was a great fill, thank you so much!!