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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...

  • 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 [personal profile] criticalkink in a PM or drop a comment on this post.

The most important rule of all? HAVE FUN.


Now go forth and prompt!
From: (Anonymous)
And the only stories Caleb could have offered in turn were:

Trent’s breath ghosting warm on his cheek or Trent’s hand in his hair and his teacher’s voice telling him that he had to be good and not make a sound. The enemies of the Empire might do anything to him and so he had to learn to endure.

He’d learned to do that and Trent had praised him, called him good and strong and obedient, and Caleb had hoarded that praise in his heart because he never earned it half as easily on his feet as he did on his knees or bent over a desk.

One time Astrid had walked in on them and Trent had finished with Caleb and left him on the floor to recover while he took her next.

Trent had never had to tie him down but others had, the ones who had something he needed in exchange for an hour, two hours, a night of unfettered access to his body. Even if he’d agreed and had every intention of honoring those deals, no one ever truly trusted a wizard who still had his mouth or hands free. Even the ones who couldn’t tell he was a wizard had just liked having power and control over him, and grabbed as much as they could take.

Before meeting Nott, he’d put himself through that only for materials or information he needed to advance his goals, because he wasn’t allowed to lay down and die until he’d fixed his mistakes. He’d otherwise been content to starve untouched when it became necessary, and there were too many nights when it had become necessary. After meeting Nott, the sight of her gripped by hunger pains or shaking with weariness had suddenly become one of the most awful, unbearable sights in all the world because Nott was his little friend, his only friend, he wanted to take care of her like he had wanted little else for so long.

So sometimes, when things got bad, when the woods were empty of anything but lizards or the snows were especially deep, Caleb would wash his face in the nearest stream, then go into town and try to attract the right sort of attention. The ones who pulled him into alleyways or behind inns never bound him with ropes or cloth but they would still cover his mouth or pin his hands or hold his head no matter how starved and fragile he seemed, because it was one of the fundamental truths of life that people just liked having power over one another and would happily pay a few coppers for the privilege.

It was a principle he and Nott relied heavily on, when they were finally strong enough to start running cons together. He was so desperately, pathetically grateful that she’d made that suggestion, even if he tried never to think of why she might have been driven on to do so.


The worst part was that he still sometimes dreamed of those nights, got lost in a tangle of feverish impressions and half-formed recollections of too many hands and mouths, of unwanted heat inside and around him.

No, that wasn’t the worst part. The worst part was that he’d wake up hard from those dreams, and when he bit his fingers to keep quiet and brought himself to completion, it was with those memories still in his head, so that even that brief relief was tinged with sickness and shame.

Except one night, as he closed his fingers around his cock, biting back a whimper because even that slight sensation was enough to make him throb, Molly shifted in his sleep a short distance away, mumbling incoherently. Caleb’s gaze went to him on instinct, and he saw the tiefling’s tail twitching faintly as he dreamed. He wondered what Molly was dreaming about and somehow that thought shifted in his arousal-fevered brain into wondering if Molly dreamed like Caleb did about the things he’d done in the past. And somehow that set off a new rush of imaginings, thinking of Molly having sex, seeking it out, enjoying it and probably making whoever he was with feel so, so good…

He came hard and sweet and good, unable to swallow back a faint whine as his hips twitched and shuddered into the pressure of his fist. And when it was done, when Caleb had wiped his hand on a discreet patch of grass and rolled back over, somehow he found himself feeling relaxed for the first time in days.
From: (Anonymous)
Yeesh, Trent sexually abusing his students and justifying it as training -- training against rape in the context of torture, even! -- is incredibly plausible and also makes my skin crawl. (Which is a good thing, in the context of a story like this, haha.)

Also, this line: You could only be jealous if you thought you deserved more than what you had, after all. Dang, dude! Sad as hell! Somebody (consensually) hug this wizard!

The way you're setting up both Caleb's understanding of power dynamics as inherent to his experience of sex and his burgeoning attraction to Molly as a solace from being mentally stuck in his past experiences (the end of part 3! oh my god!!!) is really good... and, of course, I can't wait to see everything go wrong as a result.

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