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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!
Re: Fill: Thoreau/Beau - Explicit, warning for non-con, incest, 2/2
Date: 2021-05-06 09:23 pm (UTC)“What are you doing?” she was afraid of the answer to that question and her fear was clear in her voice.
“Shh.” He gently ran his fingers up and down her hips. “Relax.”
Beau couldn’t relax, not with his cruel hands on her body. Not with his penis against her. Not with her father grinding on her like that. She felt a rising nausea.
“I think you’re ready Beauregard. Ready to grow up.”
“No. Not that. You can do anything, just...not that.”
“Hush girl.” He took one hand of her hips.
“No no no, Mom! Help! Mom!” She yelled, her voice hoarse.
“Silly girl,” he grumbled. “Clara! In here!”
Beau looked back. She saw the leering look on her father’s face. Sickening. Evil. The door opened. Her mother stopped in the doorway and Beau felt an instant of hope. She saw shock on her mother’s face.
“What do you say to Beauregard?”
Clara cleared her throat. Her expression hardened and Beau’s hope was snuffed out. “Listen to your father. He knows what’s best for you. He knows best.” She looked to Thoreau for approval.
Thoreau nodded and smiled. “You can go.”
Clara meekly retreated without looking at Beau.
Beau looked forward again. At her bed and the blank wall beyond. “Please don’t. I’m begging you. Please."
With his free hand Thoreau took his cock back out.
Beau flinched as his cock touched the sensitive skin of her left buttock. It was warm and hard and it repulsed
her. Being forced to take it in her mouth was one thing, this felt like a much deeper, more horrifying abuse.
She wished and hoped and pleaded with the universe for this to be over. For him to change his mind and realise how terrible what he was doing to her was. He was about to cross a line he could never go back from.
“Please stop. Please don’t do this,” she knew that he wasn’t going to stop but she was helpless and alone and it was the only thing she could do.
He guided the tip of his cock between her buttocks. Slowly he directed it down. He paused right at her asshole. Beau’s blood ran cold. Surely he wasn’t going to...
Thoreau continued down. He stopped again at her cunt. He spat in his hand then rubbed the saliva over the head of his cock. He did it again, with more spit the second time.
Beau begged him every way she could think of. She made promises to be a perfect obedient daughter for the rest of her life. He took no notice. Same as before. He had a single-minded focus on his task.
“Good girl,” he murmured. “Daddy’s good girl.”
Beau stiffened. Her mouth opened wide in a silent scream.
Thoreau stopped pushing forward when about half his dick was penetrating her. “By the Dawnfather that’s tight.”
“Please, stop, it hurts."
“Just relax, it won’t hurt for long.” He eased back then jerked his hips forward again. He ignored her exclamation of pain and repeated the action, jamming his cock further into her incredibly tight entrance.
“No more, no more.”
“You can take it. You’re a Lionett. You can do anything.” He forced himself deeper.
“I can’t. Please don’t make me.”
“You can,” he pulled back. “And you will Beuregard!” He thrust forward again, hard. He ploughed his cock into his daughter, finally fully inside her.
Shaking and weeping Beau felt like her most intimate parts were burning. She wanted the invading organ out of her.
“Good girl, good girl, I knew you could do it.” He sounded proud. For the first time in her life her father sounded proud of her. For this.
Slowly, almost tenderly, he eased back and thrust in deep again. Over and over.
The worst of the physical pain didn’t last long thankfully. The mental pain of being raped by her father though just got sharper and sharper. Beau went quiet. Defeated. Protest was pointless. Like the spanking this was something she had to just endure.
Thoreau worked himself up. Holding his daughter firmly by the hips he fucked her. Hard, deep, steady.
“I wish your mother still felt this good,” he said quietly, more to himself than Beau. But Beau heard him. He told her often how good she felt, what a good girl she was being. She tried to get her mind away again but she just couldn’t get her thoughts to escape from what was happening to her.
Beau suffered through every thrust, every spike of pain, every terrible thing her father said. She was desperate for it to end. She wished she would somehow lose consciousness. She wished she hadn’t displeased her dad so much that he had been pushed to this.
Beau’s tears stopped. She had nothing left to give. She had no fight left. She had no one that was going to help her There would be no escape until her father ended it.
Time lost all meaning to Beau. There was just her father assaulting her. The creak of the bed. The slap of flesh on flesh. His awful praise. The uncomfortable, alien, oppressive invasion of him inside her never got better. It never stopped being torture.
It came to an end abruptly.
Thoreau pulled his cock clear of his daughter’s sex and took hold of himself.
Thoreau made an animalistic grunting noise and Beau felt a spurt of wetness hit her lower back.
After a few seconds he let out a long contented sigh. He looked at the fluid he'd spilled on her. A trickle made it’s way down one of her battered buttocks.
“I do hope you don’t make me do this again.”
Beau heard him leave.
She vomited on her bed and slumped off it to the floor where she started crying again. Insidious thoughts kept going round and round in her thoughts. Was this her fault? Was this what she deserved? Was she such a failure of a daughter?
Beau was in a daze when her mother came in with a pail of water and a cloth.
“Let’s get you cleaned up,” Beau’s mother said quietly.
Beau let her mother clean her, like she had regressed to being a helpless babe.
She didn’t sleep for a long time that night, fearing her father might decide he wasn’t done with her after all. She hurt. Her bottom and between her legs particularly. It was a pain she’d never forget.
When she finally drifted off her sleep was restless, full of horror and fear and hate.
Thoreau slept peacefully all night.