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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: relief, aroace Cad, trans Fjord, 1/2
Date: 2020-11-29 06:09 am (UTC)"Fjord," he finally heard through the wood, sounding strained and oddly defeated. "No, I don't think I'm up for it tonight. Thank you, though."
Fjord felt his brow wrinkle in concern. "Are you all right?"
"I'm…" Caduceus's voice moved closer, but the door didn't open. "I'm fine, Fjord. Just feeling a bit under the weather."
"I still have some healing, if you could use it. Or I could go find Jester – "
"No!" Caduceus's voice was suddenly sharp and near, on the other side of the door. "No. Please don't get Jester. Or anyone. I don't need anything, Fjord, thank you." There was a quiet thump on the other side of the door, as if Caduceus had leaned against it. "I just…need to be alone for a while."
Fjord lifted a hand to touch the door, imagining Caduceus bracing himself heavily on the other side. He caught another hint of the scent that had been clinging to Caduceus for the past few days, unfamiliar but sharp, and suddenly he realized what it had been reminding him of. He felt his eyes go wide, his face heat up as he breathed in again, matching the strange new sensation with his own experiences, and – "Oh," he said aloud, drawing his hand back from the door. "No, that's – Caduceus, that's the opposite of what you need."
There was a painful choked laugh from the other side of the door. "Ah. There it is. Yeah, I suspected if anyone here would be familiar with…this," there was an unmistakable distaste to his tone on the word, "it'd be you."
"I…" Fjord could feel himself flushing darker. "It's not a regular thing, for…well, for guys like me. But yeah, I've…I'm familiar."
"So, you understand, then," Caduceus said. "Why I need to be alone. I hope your meditation is restful, and I will see you in the morning."
There was a finality to the words, but Fjord didn't move away from the door. "You don't, though," he said quietly. The idea was only half formed in his mind as he said the words, but it gained strength as he spoke them. "Have to be alone, I mean. I could help you."
There was a muffled sound from Caduceus, maybe a groan. "Fjord…"
"No, but think about it, Caduceus," he pushed. "I don't really know how firbolgs…uh, work, but I know for us, this goes a lot easier and quicker if you have someone to go through it with."
"I wouldn't ask that of you, Fjord. I wouldn't ask it of anyone."
"You're not," Fjord said. "I'm asking you. Look, we're not exactly in a situation where we can afford for anyone not to be at 100% right now. If I can spend a night in there with you and have you back in fighting shape tomorrow, that's an easy call to make." Caduceus was silent in response. "I'm not looking to make you uncomfortable," Fjord continued. "I know it's all not really…your thing. But…just know that I wouldn't see it as any kind of hardship to have you…" he flushed. "Well, to have you do what you like with me for a night." There was no response to that either. He sighed. "Okay," he agreed. He patted the door, heavily enough for Caduceus to hear it. "You don't have to take me up on it if you don't want. The offer's there. You know where to find me."
He stepped into the middle of the room, and had just opened his mouth to say "Up" when Caduceus's door creaked open in invitation.
Fjord stepped forward slowly, hesitantly, and when he entered the room, he found Caduceus casting a constantly moving shadow across the room as he paced in front of the fireplace. The fire was the only source of light as Fjord leaned back against the door to close it behind him, and Caduceus looked wild in the darkness, eyes too bright, hair and fur rumpled, a robe hanging disheveled from his limbs.
His eyes darted up to meet Fjord's, wide and firelit. "I don't want to hurt you," he said. His voice was rougher than usual, and now that he was inside the room, Fjord felt almost overwhelmed by the sharpness of the scent coming off him that he had barely been able to detect through the door.
"You can't," Fjord told him.
Caduceus's steps slowed, and he leaned heavily against the arm of the couch, looking at Fjord steadily. "I could," he said flatly.
Fjord shrugged. "And you could heal me, too. I'm not worried about it."
Caduceus's brow furrowed as he scrutinized Fjord. "Why do you want to do this?"
"Because I know what it's like, and it isn't pleasant. I want to help you through it, if I can. And if I can't, then at least…" Fjord returned his steady gaze. "I want to let you know you're not alone. You've done that for me more times than I can count. Must be about my turn by now."
Caduceus looked a little less troubled, but his voice was still hesitant as he said, "There are things that I can't offer you. I don't suspect you have the wrong idea about this, but I need to say it, in case you do. These are urges the Wildmother has given me, and I'll honor her by caring for them the same way that I would feed myself, or clean myself. But this isn't something that I am going to want, from you or anyone else, at other times."
Fjord nodded. "I gathered that, yeah."
"And…" The light was low enough that Fjord couldn't be sure, but it seemed that Caduceus's cheeks flushed slightly under the thin fur of his face. "Beyond the physical, I…" He swallowed. "It's not – "
"Caduceus." Fjord stepped forward, closing the space between them and taking Caduceus's hands. They trembled in his own. "If what you're saying here is that this isn't going to change anything? That you're going to keep being by my side in battle, and on every step of this bizarre journey that we're taking, and we're going to keep not having sex with each other, and not being in love with each other, and just be…whatever it is that we've been being?" Caduceus raised his chin in a tiny, almost imperceptible nod. "Then good. That's exactly what I want."
Caduceus's body sagged a little with relief, his fingers tightening convulsively on Fjord's. "Okay," he said faintly. "Okay. Good." He looked down at their hands. His whole body was strung tight with tension, and the tightness of his grip made Fjord suspect that the single point of contact was the only thing keeping Caduceus grounded.
"You can touch me," he said quietly, and he twisted his hands from Caduceus's grip, taking him by the wrists instead and guiding them to his body.
Caduceus's eyes flashed up to his, and Fjord barely felt the movement before his back was impacting solidly with the wall behind him, Caduceus's hands wide and hot against his skin through his shirt, his body curved over to bury his face in Fjord's neck, pressing messy kisses there, his body heaving with gasping breaths. Fjord let his own hands travel up Caduceus's back, dragging him closer, and could feel more than hear the low almost growling sound that rattled in Caduceus's throat as his hips rolled forward, the hardness under his thin robe thick and unmistakable against Fjord's hip.
Their heights were awkward for the position, but Caduceus seemed to be getting some relief just from letting his body press against Fjord's, so Fjord reached for the tie of his robe, letting it puddle at their feet and spreading his hands over as much of Caduceus's overheated skin as he could reach. It was soft and faintly fuzzy under his touch as he ran his hands over his back, his sides, the curve of his ass, pulling him close and feeling Caduceus let out whimpery sobbing breaths against his neck.
"I want – " Caduceus gasped out, and Fjord nodded.
"Whatever you like," he promised. Caduceus made a helpless noise, his fingers clawing into Fjord's shirt and tugging uselessly at it. Fjord let out a low laugh. "Yeah," he agreed, "but you're going to have to…" he reached up a hand, touching two of his fingers to Caduceus's soft cheek. Caduceus let out a low possessive sound, his kisses against Fjord's skin going sharp with teeth, and Fjord felt his body respond, a harsh gasp escaping his lips, arousal flooding through him. "Yeah," he said, "yeah, okay, you can have more of that. But if you want my clothes off – " and he tangled his fingers into Caduceus's hair, tugging it lightly at first, then harder, finally dragging his face away from Fjord's neck. Caduceus leaned into the touch, looking dazed. "That's better," Fjord said, and reached down with his other hand to drag the shirt off. Caduceus's hands met his, helping, shoving Fjord's clothes off him, and when their bodies met again, they were bare, Caduceus's cock dragging slickly over Fjord's skin.
This time, Caduceus's mouth found his own instead of his neck, and Fjord met his kisses eagerly, careful of his tusks at first, but losing all sense of caution the first time that Caduceus's lips caught against one and he let out a delicious moan into Fjord's mouth. Fjord let himself get a little lost in the sensations for a while after that, the heat of Caduceus's body wrapped around his, the slick drag of their mouths against each other, until Caduceus's hips were stuttering against him, making these tiny desperate thrusts that dragged helpless whimpers from him.
"Hey." Fjord settled a hand against Caduceus's hip, trying to steady him. "How do you want this? You can keep doing that, if that'll be enough, but – "
"I – " Caduceus interrupted him, sounding miserable, "I don't know." He gathered Fjord closer to him. "It's not enough. It feels like nothing's going to be enough."
"Okay." He brushed his thumb soothingly across Caduceus's skin. "Okay," he repeated. It felt incredible, Caduceus's body pressed against his, holding him to the wall, and he wanted nothing more than to wrap his legs around him, sink down onto his cock, and let Caduceus take him right there. But for all his height, Fjord wasn't sure that Caduceus would be strong enough, and was almost positive they wouldn't be coordinated enough, so instead he got a hand between them, settling onto Caduceus's chest, his fingers curling into the pale fur there as he pushed gently, maneuvering Caduceus back just far enough to move off the wall.
Caduceus let out a quiet noise of disappointment, so Fjord leaned into his space to kiss him heavily, dropping a hand to tangle their fingers together and start to tug him toward the inner door of the room. "Come on," he said, "the rest of this will go better in a bed."
Instead of following, Caduceus wrapped around him from behind, gathering Fjord to him, kissing his shoulder and rubbing his cock along the curve of his ass, the small of his back. Fjord groaned, letting himself melt into the touch, rolling his hips and enjoying the feeling of Caduceus rutting against him until he couldn't stand it anymore, until he felt nearly as wild with desire as Caduceus was.
Fill: relief, aroace Cad, trans Fjord, 2/2
Date: 2020-11-29 06:12 am (UTC)He paused there, looking faintly embarrassed. "I'm not sure…" He raked his eyes down Fjord's body. "I haven't…"
"'s'okay," Fjord told him. He reached to tangle his fingers into Caduceus's hair, enjoying the way his eyes dropped shut, his body responding, one of his arms wrapping around Fjord's back to gather him closer. "Just tell me if I do anything you don't like. For now…" He arched his hips up, finally getting some friction against the slickness that had been gathering between his legs as he rubbed himself up along Caduceus's cock, and they both groaned helplessly.
He reached down, taking Caduceus in hand, and he saw wonder fill Caduceus's face as he carefully pressed the head of his cock to himself. It was huge, both thick and long, but his body wanted it, and the hot drag of it sliding inside was overwhelming in the best way. Caduceus let out a broken sound, his hips stuttering forward just enough to make Fjord gasp sharply before he seemed to expend all of his effort to keep himself still, his whole body trembling against Fjord.
"Fjord," he breathed out as Fjord twisted his hips to take him in agonizingly slowly. "You feel…I've never – " his words collapsed on themselves as one of Fjord's hands found his hip and pulled, sinking him deeper inside of him. He cried out, loud and uninhibited.
"Again," Fjord urged him, getting both of his hands settled onto Caduceus's hips and guiding him so carefully into a rhythm. It only took a few strokes before Caduceus's body was taking over, his arms pulling Fjord to him, his breath panting out hot and desperate over Fjord's collarbone as he buried his face in the crook of his neck.
"I need – " he gasped out, and Fjord nodded, reaching one of his hands from Caduceus's hip to tangle into his hair, pulling at it roughly.
"Yeah," Fjord responded. "Take it. Whatever you need."
Caduceus whimpered, and was gone, his hips rocking into Fjord in an unsteady helpless rhythm. Caduceus's hands on him were tight, rougher than Fjord could have imagined they would be, probably leaving marks against his skin, and the force of his thrusts rocked Fjord back into the bed, shaking it beneath them. He chased his pleasure ruthlessly, seeming to almost forget that Fjord was there at all, and the feeling of Caduceus using him like that was arousing enough that Fjord didn't even need to get a hand between them to touch himself. The friction of Caduceus's body against his combined with the intense stretch to drive him to the edge and right over it, leaving him shaking and coming around Caduceus.
Caduceus cried out when he came, his body locking up around Fjord's, his hips jerking forward in a desperate driving rhythm until they stuttered and Fjord felt the rush of wet heat inside of him. Caduceus melted, all the tension draining out of his body as it folded down onto Fjord, and Fjord held him close, his hands rubbing wide circles into the soft fuzz of his back as Caduceus's breath slowly came back to him.
"Mmm," Caduceus hummed against Fjord's skin. "That was nice."
Fjord breathed out a laugh at the understatement. "Nice," he repeated. "Yeah. Sure was."
Caduceus propped his chin on Fjord's chest, looking up at him with a furrow starting to appear in his brow. "Did I do something wrong?" he asked earnestly.
Fjord reached up to touch the line with his thumb, smoothing it away. "Nothing," he promised. Caduceus was still in him, still hard, and he could feel his body responding to the sensation, the muscles fluttering weakly around Caduceus's cock. Caduceus drew in a sharp breath, his hips jerking involuntarily.
"Sorry," Caduceus said automatically, starting to withdraw, but Fjord grabbed him by the hip, letting his claws sink into the skin a little and holding him steady.
"Don't you go anywhere," he said. "Not on my account." He tightened around Caduceus and felt a shudder run through his body. "You're staying here for as long as you need. As many times as you want me."
Caduceus groaned, rolling his hips forward. He didn't quite start fucking him again just yet. Instead, he gathered Fjord into his arms, holding him close, and he rolled his hips into him in slow gentle waves. It was so similar to so many nights they'd spent on the road, waking in the dome in each other's arms, except for the gradual building of pleasure between them, this new and intoxicating intimacy. Fjord let his head fall back against the mattress, Caduceus's body rocking over him as steady as the rolling of the sea. He could feel his body already responding to the thought of letting Caduceus take his pleasure from him again, and again, and again.
He closed his eyes, and for just a moment, he let himself feel nothing but Caduceus, losing himself in the overwhelming sensation of this gift of nature, of the tides.
Re: Fill: relief, aroace Cad, trans Fjord, 2/2
Date: 2020-11-29 10:33 am (UTC)Re: Fill: relief, aroace Cad, trans Fjord, 2/2
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