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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 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!
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
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The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.
Now go forth and prompt!
Re: caleb/molly, noncon, molly thinks it's okay for him to punish caleb & caleb... pretty much agree
Date: 2018-08-07 05:40 am (UTC)A little rushed in places, but overall I'm happy with it. Not for the faint of heart.
Various members of The Mighty Nein shuffle in place as they try to eek out one more inch of elbow room in the tiny shop. The Gentleman had pointed them here to complete a task, but the deal was becoming more and more sour with every passing minute. The earthly smelling man in front of them kept claiming he’d never heard of the shipment The Gentlemen had requested, and The Mighty Nein was quickly running out of arguments. They had no notes, no tangible evidence- just the word of The Gentleman.
“Listen, we want to believe you, but we believe The Gentleman more,” Fjord says as the gnomish man turns even redder.
“I don’t have the damn extract, alright?! I don’t-”
Caleb coughs to try to get the man’s attention, but the sound is easily absorbed in the crowd of bodies. He coughs again and Beau jerks back with a ”Shesh, man, cover your mouth!”
“Sorry, I ah- Excuse me-” Caleb muscles past Jester and Molly, (the purple tielfing’s touch feels like white-hot needles jabbing into his skin) and to the front of the man’s desk.
“Ah- Do- Do you mean this extract?” He holds up a vial of the red jaderoot extract he’d snuck off a crowded shelf earlier.
The merchant pales, eyes flicking down to his desk then back to Caleb. “Okay, listen...” He leans forward, hands held out in a pleading gesture. “I have /some/ extract prepared, but I don’t have the man’s entire order. He’ll have my damn head if I shortchange him!”
“He’ll have our damn heads if we’re late delivering his order,” Fjord says. “An order you’ve had... Two? Three? Extensions on already?” Accusation oozes off every word and shines through his posture like a searchlight through a window pane.
“That /is/ pretty odd, Mr...?” Mollymauk edges forward, using Caleb’s shoulder as an elbow rest.
“...Mr. Razia as far as anyone who needs to know is concerned. Listen-” The man sighs. “I have a solid 80% ready to go. I can have the full batch done in a few hours and you’ll be outta town by midnight.”
“Why should we believe you?” Fjord asks.
“S’a damn good question,” Beau says. “How do we know you’re not just buying time to skip town?”
“I’m not, alright?! I can- I- I-” The gnome grows even paler and slumps back in his seat.
“Give us your book. The one full of your recipes.” Nott says from the back, sitting on Yasha’s shoulders to be seen.
“WHAT?!” The man shoots to his feet. “I can’t-! I can’t give you the heart of my operation!”
“You can and you will,” Yasha says.
“How do I know you won’t just take the whole thing and run off, huh?”
“Because you’ll only give us half your book! I can mend it afterward, but you HAVE to be honest to get half of it back.” Jester spoke up, grinning all the while.
“Smart,” Fjord says, then holds out his hands for the book. The gnome grumbles and fishes out the book, opening it halfway through and reaching for a knife.
“AH!” Jester practically flies to the front, shoving Molly and Caleb behind her in her haste. “In half the OTHER way...” She closes the book and draws a horizontal line across the cover. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding m-” The gnome yelps as the book and his desk are sawn in half by a spectral lollipop.
“Nope!” Jester picked half the book up off the floor with a grin. “Pleasure doing business with you, Mr. Razia!”
The Mighty Nein take that as permission to finally leave the cramped hole in the wall shop and pile out with several sighs of relief.
“So that guy’s definitely selling some of the gent’s order?” Beau asks, groaning as she stretches her shoulders.
“Definitely. Might be a good little fact to keep in our back pockets.” Fjord says.
Jester looks at the half of the book she’d taken, leaning down and asking Nott what she could glean from only the top halves of pages.
The rest of the group’s antics melt away as Mollymauk's arm slithers over Caleb’s shoulders and smirks at him as pats the stolen scroll stuffed in his shirt.
“Not clever enough.”
Every word feels like a sword through his gut. Not clever enough, not stealthy enough, not good enough to not be caught, now you’re in deep, now here it comes-
The blood’s already drained from Caleb’s face before Mollymauk nudges him down a side road, the walls seeming to constrict just like his own tightening throat as Mollymauk thrusts a hand up his shirt.
“Hmmmm....” Molly mockingly hums in Caleb’s ear, pressing his stomach to his back and Caleb’s face into the wall as a second hand begins to explore the space in Caleb’s trousers. Caleb gasps and tenses at the sudden violation, only for his throat to grow even tighter as Mollymauk began to nibble at the exposed flesh between his hair and coat collar.
Caleb can feel the smooth pearls of Mollymauk’s teeth and the curve of his soft mouth on the back of his neck. Every little bump or ridge feels like an arrow through his flesh. He trembles as Molly snakes one hand higher and the other hand lower, the arrows in his neck strangling away any words he could think of.
“M-m-m-” Caleb chokes out as Mollymauk finally pulls away somewhat, the arrows easing out of his neck and letting him breath “Molly, ple-Ah!” The hand under his shirt became a hand around his neck, one thumb pressing down on his windpipe and sliding up to force his head back.
“Shhhhhhhh, you don’t want everyone to see you like this, do you?” The hand slid over his mouth, squeezing tightly and forcing Caleb’s head back and onto Mollymauk’s shoulder. “What would everything think, finding you like this?” His hand tightens around Caleb’s cock, stroking him in quick, swift movements. “Just think about it: Beau, covering her eyes in disgust. Fjord, trying to be the oh-so composed leader and pretending he can still look you in the eye... Jester’ll get a laugh out of it, I can already tell... But what about Nott? What will she think?”
Tears began to swell in Caleb’s eyes. He thinks? He can’t tell. He can barely feel his own skin anymore. He can’t feel anything- he can feel too much. He can feel every fold of his trousers and every thread in his shirt and every fold of skin on Mollymauk’s hand but he can’t /see/ oh god his vision is gone and he can barely hear anything over the roar of blood in his ears and the heat in his groin and the /shame/ boiling in his veins and-
Mollymauk pulls away suddenly, cold air rushing in to replace the space he once occupied. Caleb gasps and nearly collapses, arms flying out to grab the wall and keep himself somewhat vertical. His vision swims as the white spots slowly disappear and the tunnel in front of him shrinks out of existence. When he finally looks up, he sees Mollymauk holding the stolen scroll.
“I’ll go fix your mistake.” Mollymauk flashes Caleb a self-satisfied grin and waltzes away, leaving the wizard half undressed, half hard, and fully violated on the side of the road.