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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!
Caleb/Essek/Vaguely Polynein + Piss
Date: 2021-06-24 10:19 pm (UTC)Then Essek joins the group in Aeor and needs to relieve himself, only to notice Caleb has followed him - at first he thinks its because of saftey in numbers but then Caleb just... gets on his knees and opens his mouth.
Essek being inducted into the practice either like this or by seeing the others make use of Caleb. If the latter, Fjord and Jester being the ones he notices would be ++
+Everyone pees a little differently/some messy some precise
++ Caleb is only allowed to pee if he does so fully clothed
++ He usually waits until he's desperate
+++ Essek at first being weirded out BUT he realises it just really turns him on and some good old SG sexy times come of it
--any sex stuff with Cad/with masc folks and the lesbians
--scat
(And ofc magic makes cleanup simple so go wild with the dribbling!)
[FILL] Untitled, Caleb/Essek, bg polynein, piss drinking
Date: 2021-07-19 09:07 pm (UTC)----------------------------------
Essek sits bolt upright as he awakens, looking around for whatever woke him from his sleep. Sleep is a bad habit that Caleb has gotten him into- trancing has more tactical advantages and takes less time, but there's something so nice about being able to shut his brain off and go away for a bit. Plus, if Caleb needs a full eight hours of rest every night, it doesn't make sense for Essek to spend half of that time awake and stewing in his own thoughts every single time.
He does still trance, some nights, so that he can have extra waking time with a new acquisition or scroll, or an old equation he and Caleb haven't quite yet completely managed to solve. But more and more frequently, Essek has been letting himself sleep, especially during their time in Aeor. The days are long and grueling, full of physical and mental exertion, and it feels good to collapse on a bedroll- or, if he's lucky and Caleb has the energy for it, a bed- and close his eyes. The biggest downside to sleeping is that he isn't aware of his surroundings, so when he wakes up, there is always an element of surprise.
It takes only a moment for him to come fully to consciousness and catalog his surroundings. The dome is still up- that's good. Caleb is still asleep beside him- also good. As Essek starts to twist to look behind himself, he realizes why his body woke him up. The twinge in his bladder is sharp as he turns, and he very quickly untwists himself.
As Fjord would say: well, hell. He doesn't want to leave the warmth and safety of the dome for such an objectively minor reason, but his need was enough to wake him up and he's too uncomfortable to be able to get back to sleep without first dealing with his bladder. Ugh.
As he glances around the dome, trying to find his boots, his eyes land on Caleb. The human is asleep, lying on his back, mouth open, chest rising and falling slowly. Even in the greyscale of his darkvision, Caleb is beautiful. Essek loses himself just watching the human breathe for a few moments, and as he looks at the gentle part of his lips, a memory comes to him unbidden.
+
A dark alcove of an Aeorian ruin. Tensions running high as the Mighty Nein raced to stop their old friend from achieving his cataclysmic goals. Caleb, haunted both by the recent appearance of figures from his past and by the possibility of failure. On edge and not quite himself. Then Jester had requested a bathroom break, had pulled both Caleb and Fjord with her behind a partially collapsed wall. Strange, but what about the Nein wasn't?
Essek had excused himself behind a nearby structure, still unaccustomed to the casual relationship between the Nein when it came to nudity and bodily functions. He pulled his trousers and long underwear down, hiked up his cloak, and squatted to empty his bladder. His eyes darted around as he relieved himself, looking for any potential danger, and his heart nearly stopped when he saw a flash of motion and color on the wall. No, not on the wall- there was a missing stone just about eye-level as he crouched, and through it he could see Jester, Fjord, and Caleb.
Well. He could see most of Caleb. The man was knelt on the ground and almost completely hidden under Jester’s dress. Was he…? Surely not- while this wasn’t the absolute worst time for sex, it certainly wasn’t the best. But the expression on Jester’s face was one of relief and enjoyment. Her eyes were closed and her head was tilted up, and Fjord was watching her. Were they?
Before he could convince himself that he wasn’t jealous, Jester was wiggling slightly and opening her eyes, and she lifted the hem of her dress so Caleb could duck out. She patted his head and hiked up her dress to fix her leggings as Caleb turned, still on his knees, to Fjord.
“It isn’t fair,” Essek heard him grumble, “she gets to stay warm and comfortable, but I have to expose myself to the cold.” As he spoke, he was unlacing the front of his pants, and Caleb was watching his hands intently.
“That’s what you get for having a dick,” Jester said, sticking her tongue out at him. “Though if you started wearing a dress you could keep your clothes on too.”
“I’m not sure a dress would suit me.” He opened his pants and pulled out his cock, grimacing as the miserable cold bit at his sensitive skin. “Open up.”
Caleb did as he was bid, letting his mouth fall open wide, but to Essek’s surprise, Fjord didn't put his cock inside Caleb’s mouth. He instead wrapped a hand around himself and began to piss into Caleb’s open mouth. Essek blinked, then blinked again. Fjord was using the human’s mouth like a chamberpot, and Caleb seemed to be allowing it. More than allowing it, even- enjoying it. As the thick stream of urine flowed from the tip of Fjord's dick into Caleb's mouth, it steamed slightly in the cold air. He could see Caleb swallowing, trying to keep up with the amount of piss flowing into his mouth. Impressively, Caleb never spilled a drop, and when Fjord's stream started to weaken, he leaned in close to wrap his lips around the head, suckling carefully until Fjord pushed him away.
Essek's bladder was empty by that point, and he cast a distracted Prestidigitation but stayed squatting down, unable to tear his eyes away from the strange scene. Caleb was still kneeling, looking up at Jester and Fjord standing above him.
"Your turn!" Jester said, sing-song. "I know you have to go after you drank so much."
Caleb looked to Fjord, who nodded. "I've got you afterwards. Go ahead."
He closed his eyes and his body went lax. Essek stared, wondering if- was he-
A dark stain started to spread across the crotch of his pants, and crept along his thighs and down the length of his legs. His chest was rising and falling sharply, now, his breathing fast and hard, and above him Fjord and Jester exchanged a look. Fjord nodded down at Caleb as he continued to piss himself, and Jester carefully pressed the sole of her boot between his legs. He gasped and rutted forward against it, the wet spot still spreading over more and more of his trousers. Both of his hands pressed to the floor behind him, and he tipped his head back while angling his hips up to better grind against Jester's shoe.
It took him longer to finish wetting himself than it did for him to come in his pants. He bent over, shaking and gasping, arms wrapped around Jester's leg, and still he was pissing. Essek found himself wondered if orgasming while urinating made more piss squirt out, or if the tensing muscles temporarily cut off the flow. Oh, Light, he was wet and he still had his pants around his knees. He needed to get up and rejoin the others before they started wondering why he was taking so long. Another Prestidigitation to remove the worst of his arousal, and he stood back up slowly, careful to avoid his own puddle of urine as he fixed his clothing and took several deep breaths.
Jester, Fjord, and Caleb rejoined the group not long after Essek did. Caleb's pants were dry and he seemed more himself.
+
"Caleb," Essek whispers in the darkness, one hand on the human's shoulder, not shaking yet but preparing to. "Caleb, wake up."
Blue eyes snap open and look to Essek, then around the dome. He stays lying perfectly still, but it's a defense mechanism- he still looks asleep like this. Unsuspecting, save for his open eyes.
"I apologize for waking you, there is no danger, I just…" Essek's throat tightens with embarrassment. What is he expecting to happen? Is he going to ask Caleb to act as his chamberpot? Is he hoping Caleb will offer? What the fuck are you doing, Thelyss?
"Mm?" It isn't fair how attractive Caleb looks immediately after waking. His hair is tousled, his lips are soft, and when he brings up a single globule of light with which to see, it sparkles in his sleep-clouded eyes.
"I need to pee," Essek says, kicking himself as soon as the words leave his mouth. It's something a child would say, Light, of course he picks now of all times to sound like a complete idiot-
"Ah. Come, then."
He watches as Caleb lies back down, flat on his bedroll, and pulls the covers down to his mid-chest. Caleb wriggles a little, seemingly to get comfortable, and looks at Essek from the corners of his eyes. Watching him without turning his head. A mental image flashes through Essek’s mind- him on his knees, legs spread wide to accommodate Caleb’s head between them, his cock just brushing against Caleb's soft lips, the warmth of his breath against Essek’s hole teasing and distracting until Essek finally loses control-
His face is warm and his heart is pounding and his bladder is aching and he just knows that he is misreading the situation. But he can’t get himself to speak, to ask are you offering what I think you’re offering? because the humiliation of being wrong, of admitting that he assumed that Caleb was offering to let him piss in his mouth, would be too much. So he stares dumbly until Caleb’s cheeks start to color and he looks away.
“I am sorry, I am still half asleep, I…” He sounds embarrassed and ashamed. “I forgot that you are not- that my other traveling companions were used to- I made an assumption, I thought you would rather not go out in the cold, I apologize-”
“Caleb…” Essek’s voice is stronger than he feels. “What, ah… what were you offering?”
He looks at Essek with those blue, blue eyes and says quietly, “For you to use my mouth. To relieve yourself. Like you saw with Jester and Fjord and I.”
“Ah.” Essek’s cheeks flush even darker. “I am sorry, I did not intend to spy-”
“Nein, it is… alright, it was not so much a secret.” He clears his throat and looks away again, staring straight up at the rounded top of the dome. “I enjoy, ah. Urination. Sexually. Mine and others, especially when it can be used to dominate me. The Nein have been very accommodating in this sense, and we had established a sort of system in which, if any of them needed to relieve themselves and wanted to do so in a more interesting way, I would oblige them.”
“I see.”
“Are you disgusted?” He sounds tentative, or maybe afraid.
“No. Well… slightly? I’m not certain, to be honest. On the surface, the thought of drinking urine is… unpleasant. Yet I find myself curious how it might feel to use your mouth as a chamberpot.” He ducks his head slightly. “I will admit to fantasizing about it more than once, ever since I saw you and your friends.”
“Perhaps we can make your fantasy a reality?” There is guarded hope in Caleb’s voice, and it is endearing.
“We may have little choice. I am, ah… quite uncomfortable. Making it outside might be beyond my capabilities at this point.” It’s a slight exaggeration, but he thinks that it fits into the scene Caleb seems to be crafting.
“Poor thing,” Caleb says softly, and oh but that does something to Essek. “Come here, won’t you? Let me take care of you. Use me.”
Essek is slick with arousal, and he feels it as he carefully removes his leggings and crawls the short distance to Caleb. He hikes his sleep shirt up around his waist and hesitates for just a moment before swinging a leg over Caleb’s head. Almost immediately Caleb’s hands, warm and callused, come up to hold his hips as Essek shifts into position. His cock brushes Caleb’s chin and he twitches at the contact and the rough prickle of stubble, but then Caleb’s lips are parting and his mouth is open and his breath is warm, and it’s wet and before Essek can think about it or control himself, he starts to piss.
“I’m sorry-” he gasps, but Caleb squeezes his hip gently as he lets Essek fill his mouth before swallowing.
Oh Light, oh Luxon, he’s pissing into the mouth of the man he has a crush on and he couldn’t stop if he wanted to. The relief is unparalleled, almost orgasmic as he moans and rocks his hips down, the sound of his urine on Caleb’s tongue and the subsequent swallowing more erotic than he ever could have imagined. The urge to put his hand on Caleb’s throat, to feel the movement of him drinking beneath his hand, is strong, but he resists. Maybe next time, when they’ve discussed boundaries.
How strange, to think that there are boundaries after this.
“Caleb,” Essek moans, and his fingers find red, pillow-tousled hair, pulling his mouth closer. In response, Caleb pulls down on his hips and seals his lips around Essek’s urethra, almost sucking in his eagerness. It is a completely unique sensation, and the orgasm seems to surprise Essek more than it does Caleb. He answers his own question from months ago- coming causes his piss to spray more forcefully into Caleb’s mouth in several sharp bursts, and as he starts to come down, he can feel his bladder still emptying. Caleb keeps suckling, starts bringing his tongue up to lap at the slowing trickle as it leaves Essek, and by the time he is finally empty, he can barely climb off of Caleb before his knees give out.
“Fuck,” he says, rolling onto his back and turning his head to look at Caleb. The man swallows one last time and licks his lips, breathing hard as his hand moves rapidly under the bedroll. It takes only moments for him to tense up as he comes, then slump bonelessly back onto the ground, chest heaving.
“Fuck,” Caleb echoes him, taking several more breaths before turning again to look at Essek. His cheeks are sex-flushed and his mouth curves into a shy smile that Essek returns.
The words leave Essek’s mouth before he can fret over them: “I would like to kiss you.”
“I would like to be kissed by you. Should I…?” He gestures to his waterskin, but Essek is already casting Prestidigitation and pressing his lips against Caleb’s. He swears he can feel the tingling of the cantrip as his tongue brushes Caleb’s bottom lip. A part of him wonders what it would be like to taste himself in Caleb’s mouth that way, but that is a question for another time. Right now, he just wants to focus on crawling into Caleb’s lap and being pulled into an even deeper kiss.
Well, he thinks, later that night as Caleb sleeps once more, his chest to Essek’s back and his arm over Essek’s waist, that certainly solved several problems at once.
Perhaps next time he can convince Caleb to piss his pants. Thank the gods for cleaning cantrips.
Re: [FILL] Untitled, Caleb/Essek, bg polynein, piss drinking
Date: 2021-07-21 11:40 pm (UTC)Re: [FILL] Untitled, Caleb/Essek, bg polynein, piss drinking
Date: 2021-07-22 09:15 pm (UTC)Re: [FILL] Untitled, Caleb/Essek, bg polynein, piss drinking
Date: 2021-07-22 11:41 pm (UTC)[FILL] And just let him fucking die? (AO3 Link)
Date: 2021-07-22 09:16 pm (UTC)