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criticalkink) wrote2016-02-20 08:03 pm
criticalkink) wrote2016-02-20 08:03 pm
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CR Campaign One: Vox Machina era (characters)
The rules are under the cut for you to read if you haven't already checked out the profile!
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: Pike/Sarenrae, holy visitation
Body of comment: Pike gets a different kind of spiritual visitation one night.
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:
"Holy Smitten, Pike/Sarenrae, NC-17, 1/5"
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: Pike/Sarenrae, holy visitation
Body of comment: Pike gets a different kind of spiritual visitation one night.
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:
"Holy Smitten, Pike/Sarenrae, NC-17, 1/5"
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!
Percy/Taryon
(Anonymous) 2017-02-18 05:32 pm (UTC)(link)I dub this ship Darrolo (Darrington + De Rolo) and I want content for it to exist! I love rarepairs too much for my own good, free me.
(Hopefully Tary's existence doesn't count as a spoiler anymore?? Apologies if it does!)
Re: Percy/Taryon
(Anonymous) 2017-02-18 06:30 pm (UTC)(link)Percy/Taryon
(Anonymous) 2017-07-01 01:04 am (UTC)(link)~
It’s strange. Taryon is a good five years older than Percy, and yet somehow Percy feels as though he’s responsible for taking care of this naive, wayward manchild. Percy isn’t good at taking responsibility - something his sister could rant about for hours at a time, if asked - but this is much easier than his usual responsibilities. Tary, after all, just needs a firm hand and a little attention.
The man in question is currently bent over the edge of the bed, fingers clutching the sheets and trying to muffle his groans by burying his face in the mattress. Percy wants to grab his hair and drag him upwards so he can hear all the pretty noises Tary is making, but it’ll have to wait until he has a hand free because right now one of them is three fingers deep inside him and the other is stroking Percy’s own cock.
Tary is rocking back eagerly onto his fingers, always willing to take anything Percy gives him and still beg for more. He’s not good at begging though, which is something of a shame. Percy sympathizes with having pride but that doesn’t mean he doesn’t want to hear it.
“Do you think you could come like this?” Percy asks idly. “Just my fingers in your greedy hole?”
Tary groans and nods.
“I suppose we’d have to flip you over so you couldn’t rut against my bed. That’d ruin the experiment.”
Tary tilts his head forward enough to free his mouth, “No, nonono.”
“What’s wrong? You don’t want to see me?”
Tary hesitates. There’s an obvious right answer here but he doesn’t want to say it.
Percy smirks, not that Tary can see it. “Do you find the bedsheets more interesting than me? I’m a little hurt, Taryon.”
Tary gives a low, put upon whine and twists himself around, wiggling further up the bed as he does so. He gives Percy a look that he probably thinks is searing hatred but mostly just looks like a pouting teenager. His hard cock bobs against his belly but that’ll be the only friction it gets for the rest of the night. Percy has no intention of touching it and Taryon has already learned that Percy will break out the Manners ball if Tary can’t keep his hands off his cock.
Percy likes to think he’s instilling a sense of discipline in him.
“Now that’s much better, don’t you think?” Percy says, looming over Tary. “This way I get to see your pretty face when you come.”
The pout melts off of Tary and turns into hopefulness at the confirmation that yes, Percy is going to let him come tonight. He should really know better at this point that it isn’t going to be that easy.
The change in Tary’s position means Percy has to reangle his fingers to hit the spot he wants but it isn’t hard to find when Tary arches and moans the instant his fingertips slide across it. Precome drips from the head of Tary’s cock and pools on his soft belly as Percy’s nimble fingers do their work.
Percy’s own cock slides across Tary’s splayed thigh, nowhere close to where Tary wants it, which is either inside of him or pressed against Tary’s. Percy enjoys the contrast between them when they do the latter - Tary isn’t all that big and particularly not in comparison to Percy, who had always thought he was just average sized, until he actually said it out loud in Scanlan’s spa one night. Vax almost drowned laughing. Tary’s cock is slender and short, which makes it a pleasant mouthful but Percy has already decided that Tary can either come on his cock tonight or not at all.
Speaking of which.
“Percy,” Tary gasps.
“Yes, dear?” Percy responds as casually as if they were strolling through town.
“Percy, please.”
“Use your words.”
“I - I want you in me, please.”
Percy clucks his tongue. “I’m already in you, dear. Pay attention.” Percy wriggles a fourth finger inside of Tary’s hole for emphasis and Tary wails. Percy’s going to get shit for that later from Cassandra. Tary isn’t good at quiet but Percy likes his noises too much to fuck him in the silence bubble, though that isn’t to say they’ve never used it for that purpose when they were somewhere they shouldn’t have been.
“I want - oh gods. I want more, please, Percy, I need it.”
“If you need something so badly then you should be able to tell me what it is.”
Percy’s fingers press hard into Tary’s prostate and Tary’s back arches. His hands flail in an aborted motion to grab his cock before he thinks better of it and Percy rewards him by shifting one of Tary’s legs over his shoulder and pressing a kiss to his knee.
“Your cock,” Tary gasps out, “I want your cock inside me. I want you to fuck me, gods, Percy, please.”
“Ah, now there we are. That’s a good start, I think. I’m not sure you’ve earned it yet though.”
Tary all but sobs and thrashes. “Percy. Percy.”
“Yes?”
The moment Tary breaks is always beautiful. His face twists and tears roll down his cheeks, his knuckles go white with how tightly they’re clutching the sheets, and he just starts babbling a near incoherent stream of words. “I want your thick cock, I want it inside me, I want you to fuck me so hard I can’t walk, I want to feel it split me open, I want it to hurt, I want your come in me, hot and deep and wet, you’re so big, Percy, you fill me up so deep, and it’s so much and it’s too much and I want it.”
Percy pulls his fingers out and watches for only a moment as Tary whines and tries to clench down on nothing. Only a moment though, because then Percy is slamming into him all the way to the hilt.
Tary’s mouth opens but no sound comes out. His cock spurts and streaks his chest with white. Percy feels a fierce swell of pride that yes, Tary managed to come without a single touch to his cock.
Of course, he didn’t wait until Percy told him he could, but that’s about to be its own punishment because Percy has every intention of following through.
Percy usually prefers to start out languid when he’s fucking Tary, but that’s just because it drives Tary up the wall. Tary likes getting fucked hard and this time Percy means to oblige him. Percy doesn’t give Tary a single second to breathe after his orgasm. He pounds into him hard and deep and fast, and this time Tary’s gasps are not of pleasure.
“It’s too much, too soon, Percy, I can’t.”
Percy growls and leans over him, still driving his hips into Tary. “I thought you wanted too much? And if you didn’t, maybe you shouldn’t have come without permission.”
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, sorrysorrysorry,” Tary slurs out, drooling shamelessly onto the bed.
Percy grins wildly. “Oh, I know you are.”
He turns his focus to his own pleasure, but he keeps an ear out for Tary’s safeword. Tary is very much soft and oversensitive and definitely losing his mind as Percy fucks him, but he’s never failed to safeword before when he needed it, no matter how out of it he was. You could certainly say this for him - Tary was a man who knew exactly when he’d reached his limit.
By the time Percy is close, Tary is clenching down around him again and while Tary certainly won’t come again, he’s at least rocking back into every thrust. Percy knows perfectly well what Tary wants, which is exactly why he isn’t going to give it to him.
When he feels himself on the edge, he pulls out abruptly. Tary thumps his head back on the bed in frustration, whining “No, no nonono, Percy,” as Percy strokes himself to completion on Tary’s chest, his come joining the already sticky and drying mess that Tary left.
“I hate you,” Tary sulks.
“Uh huh,” Percy pants. “And what have we learned?”
“That you’re mean and only give me what I want when I don’t want it?”
Percy laughs at that and flops on the bed next to Tary rather than getting up to find a wet towel. Tary won’t be able to sleep without taking a bath anyway. “If that’s the only thing you learned then I feel this lesson is going to keep coming up.”
Percy isn’t even looking at Tary and he can sense Tary’s eyes go wide with alarm. “I’m not supposed to come without permission.”
“There it is.”
Tary huffs. “I’ll do better next time.”
Percy hums in response. “I believe in you,” and he means it.