Critical Role Kink Meme (![[personal profile]](https://www.dreamwidth.org/img/silk/identity/user.png)
criticalkink) wrote2016-02-22 08:30 pm
criticalkink) wrote2016-02-22 08:30 pm
CR Campaign One: Vox Machina era (RPF)
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.
- No existing-partner-bashing. Omit them if you like, or play along with the general vague CR-RPF fandom consensus that hall passes exist, just don't be a dick.
- Crossover prompts are allowed, but they must include a Critical Role cast or crew member as a main part of the prompt.
- 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!
"Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 1/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-23 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)On AO3 here: http://archiveofourown.org/works/9438422
"Happy birthday," Liam says, his lips pressed to Taliesin's jaw.
"Belated birthday," Taliesin corrects. Then he gasps and arches as a hand curls down the waistband of his jeans.
He'd kind of been kidding when he said that all he wanted for his birthday was an orgy. After all, right before that he'd said that all he wanted was a presidential impeachment, and none of his friends are about to suit up and head for DC. He'd thought the orgy suggestion was just as much of a joke. The rest of them hadn't. After all, they've all been fucking in various permutations for the past several months - it's only natural that they're combining it all now, he supposes.
So now it's Friday and they're piled on blankets on the floor of Laura and Travis' living room, Taliesin himself sandwiched between Liam and Marisha (Matt spooned around her other side, close enough that he can touch too), with Travis sitting at his head, Laura straddling his knees and Sam squished in with his head in Liam's lap. Ashley's Skyped in, of course, a screen near them that shows her grinning face and, under it, a hint of how little she's wearing.
"Shut up, birthday boy," Liam says with a smile before proceeding to bite at Taliesin's neck, which he can't help but tilt to give more access. Travis is combing broad fingers through Taliesin's hair, which makes him want to dissolve, and Marisha and Matt each have a hand up his shirt, fingers playing at his nipples. It must be Laura's hand stroking just above his groin, or else it's Sam's. One of them is kissing his belly, his hipbones. It's a lot, it's so much, and Tal just gives over to it, going pliant under their hands.
He turns easily when Marisha pulls him toward her to kiss. Liam follows, biting at the lobe of his ear while Marisha sweeps her tongue into his mouth. A hand - Matt's, he thinks - smooths across his jaw, down the length of his neck. The fingers down at his waist are unzipping now; Laura's weight lifts as they tug his jeans off. Sam mumbles something about Donald Duck, prompting Marisha to break the kiss in order to pull Taliesin's shirt up and over his head. Matt moves in to take her place when his shirt's off, leaning over her to kiss Tal as well.
"No fair," Marisha whines, but Matt continues the kiss a few moments longer, ending with a graze of teeth over Taliesin's lip before he moves back. Then it's Laura leaning over him, pressing the warmth of her mouth to his. He hears a smack, hears her squeak in surprise. He hears, also, the rustle of other people disrobing, but he's focused on Laura's kiss, his arms looping around her neck.
She's gone in a moment, ceding the floor to whoever's next - it's Travis, leaning down over Taliesin's head for an upside-down kiss that would cause him to make all sorts of stupid Spiderman jokes if his mind were there right now, but instead he's lost in the pleasant scrape of Travis' beard, the hot breath where his nose is pressed against Taliesin's chin. It's just the right angle to suck Travis' lip into his mouth.
Taliesin's eyes flutter open when Travis pulls back, taking in what's developed in the past few moments. Matt and Marisha have lost themselves in a deep kiss, Matt's hands caressing her bare breasts. Liam and Sam are undressing each other with giggling glee, Laura watching as she unbuttons her shirt. There's no bra underneath - when Laura notices Taliesin sees as much she grins wickedly and lets the garment fall open fully while she undoes the last couple buttons.
Then Sam's face is in view, taking his turn to claim Taliesin's lips. It's a playful kiss, still heated but with a twist of humor, made funny when Liam edges his way in, shoving Sam over til he's straddling Taliesin as well, seated just in front of Laura. Taliesin just sees Laura's hands spread across Sam's bare ass before his field of vision is again taken up by a face, this one Liam's, his eyes as besotted as always as he moves in for the kiss that completes the collection, Liam's hands cupping Tal's face.
There's been a semblance of order to start, but now everyone's gotten their turn there's a mess of mouths, of hands, of teeth traveling over Taliesin. Lips close around a nipple; fingers creep under him to squeeze at his ass; a tongue trails across his inner thigh. He reaches out to touch what he can, finding Laura's silky hair, Matt's square jaw, Travis' strong thighs. All the while he trades off more kisses with Liam, with Marisha, with Sam, who's hovering over him with their cocks barely brushing together.
"You guys are beautiful." Ashley's awed voice comes through a bit buzzy, but sweet nonetheless.
"Aww, buddy," Laura coos - and it's her kissing Taliesin's thigh, making it a loss when she moves to get closer to the computer. "Can you see okay? Guys, let her see how pretty he looks." Taliesin looks to Laura's laptop as the hands retreat from him ever so slightly. He catches a glimpse of Ashley's flushed face. Then his attention is snatched away again as soft, soft fingers run up the shaft of his cock and he lets out a soft moan - looking down, he sees Sam's wicked grin between his legs now.
"Hey, Tal," Ashley's voice says from above, and Taliesin looks up and back into the laptop screen where Laura's got it perched just behind his head, where Travis was before - now he's moved over to Taliesin's right, Liam's mouth glued to his in a passionate kiss. Travis' hands are huge against Liam's delicate face, and it's hard to look away, back up at Ashley. "I'll be watching - what do you want to show me?" she asks gently.
"Well," Taliesin says after some thought, which is taking longer to process with Sam's hand now wrapped fully around his cock and stroking slowly, "Shall we start from the top? My mouth?" Upside-down-Ashley grins.
"Yeah!" she says. "Yeah, someone - someone sit on his face, so I can see?"
"Ooh," Marisha offers, "Me first!" She scrambles over to kneel over Taliesin's chest and peers at the laptop screen, adjusting it to get just the right camera angle. Taliesin runs his hands up Marisha's thighs, up her stomach, up to her flushed-red nipples. To his left, Matt's joined by Laura, who very quickly has gotten him undressed. He hears moans from Liam, still feels the slow, slow pressure of Sam's hand on him, and then his world fills with the scent of Marisha as she moves to straddle his mouth.
Taliesin grips Marisha's thighs as he dives in, spreading the flat of his tongue over the folds of her. Just as his mouth makes contact, so too does Sam's mouth begin to sink down around his cock, and Taliesin moans softly into Marisha's cunt. He does his best to focus, to sweep about with his tongue, exploring, teasing a bit until Marisha's grinding impatiently into his face, at which Taliesin relents and finally licks up to her clit.
There's so much happening - the taste of Marisha hot on his tongue, the suction of Sam's lips, the lovely sounds of his friends around him enjoying one another. Someone's got a hand on his belly; another is kneeling astride one of his legs. He runs a hand down into Sam's hair but finds a body there as well, pressed up next to Sam's head. And when he strains his eyes upward he can see Ashley's eyes wide looking at him, see her arm pulsing unmistakably.
Marisha rocks down against Taliesin's tongue, and just above him he can see her hand sweep through her hair, sending it cascading over her shoulder. He sees, also, a large hand run up her stomach to her breast, feels the other hand curl into his hair.
"God, you two look good like that," Travis rumbles from Taliesin's right - they're his hands on the two of them, his knee pressing into Tal's shoulder. There's a bruise sucked into his hipbone that Tal can just get into his field of vision. Marisha leans over to kiss Travis, wet and sloppy and open, and Taliesin digs his fingers into her thigh and flicks his tongue hard back and forth. Marisha cries out into Travis' mouth and also, from the sound of it, begins running her fist up and down his cock.
Down by his feet, Sam's stopped sucking his cock; now there are two mismatched hands running up his length and unmuffled soft moans from Sam that must mean Liam's doing something lovely to him as well. To Taliesin's left there's a wet, slick sound - Matt's fingers in Laura or her fingers in him, or possibly both. And above him, Marisha's grinding down even harder, panting.
"C'mon, babe," Travis murmurs, and whether it's meant for him or for Marisha, Taliesin doesn't know. But he puts his focus back on the movements of his mouth for now, sucking Marisha's clit into his mouth and pulsing his tongue against it. He can feel fingers by his chin, two thick fingers that move up and past his chin until it's knuckles pressed down against him, which shift rhythmically. He dips down to lick across them, and yes, they're buried in Marisha, wetness pouring down them.
"Yes," Marisha keens from above him, and Taliesin knows it's the time to double his effort, pressing at her with his tongue as she rocks desperately, her hands now shoved into his hair and tugging, tugging hard. The pain at his scalp only makes everything better, sharpens the goodness of the moment when he can feel Marisha's thighs tighten, feel her quake against him. He keeps up the pressure of his tongue until she pulls away and off of him and rolls with Travis to Taliesin's right.
"Good?" Taliesin asks, flipping onto all fours to look into the camera. Ashley's moved back on the bed enough that he can just see her hand where it disappears off-screen between her legs.
"Good," Ashley responds, and then there are hands on Taliesin's ass. He looks back to see Liam smirking. Then Liam's head lowers, and Taliesin hisses as Liam's teeth dig into one round cheek. There's suction, and a wet pop as Liam pulls away, and then an admiring thumb sweeping over what must be a very nice mark while Liam's lips trail toward center. As Liam's tongue runs along the cleft of Taliesin's ass and then in along his entrance, he lets out a whimper that turns into a moan when Liam dips inside him.
"Fuck," Taliesin whispers as Liam's tongue twists within him. There's the scratch of beard along his skin, the heat of Liam's mouth, the play of his fingers along Taliesin's cock.
"What's he doing?" Ashley asks, and Taliesin groans again.
"He's - ah. He's got his tongue in me, it's..." His words fade into another groan when Liam does something quite clever with his tongue. In the screen he can see Ashley bite her lip and grind against her hand, and below and to the left he can see his own face caught by the camera, cheeks flushed and eyes hooded as he rocks forward and back against Liam's lovely mouth.
Taliesin's hands are shaking, so he leans down onto crossed elbows - Liam smooths a hand up his back as he goes, nails catching just a little. Leaning his head down sideways on his arms, he can watch Matt, face buried between Laura's legs with her hands gathering up his hair and tugging hard at it, and Sam behind Matt, stretching him open with four fingers that disappear in up to the joint of his thumb at moments. And all the while, Liam's tongue dances within him.
"Well, look at that," Travis practically growls, his hand smoothing over Taliesin's ass and smacking gently. Tal turns his head to look at Travis and Marisha, who's flushed and panting like she's just come again, lying with her arms stretched up over her head. Travis watches Liam work with bright eyes, smoothing a hand through Liam's hair. He makes eye contact with Sam and crooks his fingers, and then the little bottle of lube goes sailing over Taliesin's back to land in Travis' hand. He opens it and pours a little on his fingers; Liam, getting the idea, gives one last twist of his tongue before backing off.
There's a broad, rough finger pressing at Taliesin's entrance, and he does his best to relax into it, to enjoy the stretch. It's been a while, but it's good as Travis' finger strokes in and out of him. Just when he's about to ask for more, there's another finger alongside - not Travis', but Liam's pushing in next to it. Taliesin lets out a sigh that turns into a shaky groan. His eyes meet Marisha's; she licks her lips and trails a hand down to rub at herself as she watches.
Liam and Travis do a good job stretching him out, their fingers moving sometimes together and sometimes apart in a way that keeps Taliesin guessing, keeps the sensations surprising. It's not too long before he's rocking back into their hands, letting out desperate little moans. He can hear Matt letting out those sounds too, just below Laura crying out in pleasure. Again, just before he opens his mouth to ask for more, the fingers disappear and Travis' hands land on Taliesin's hips, turning him onto his back. Travis grins down at Taliesin while Liam slips to the side to join Marisha.
"Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-23 04:03 pm (UTC)(link)Travis' cock is slick against his entrance, and feels big. He hasn't taken it before, although he's heard things, and it's all true as Travis presses in, leaning over Taliesin to hold him close. His cock isn't impossibly large or anything, but it's the most he's taken at once, and when Travis is all the way in, Taliesin feels deliciously full. He gives himself over to the feeling, jaw dropping open as he lets out a high groan.
"God, you look -" Ashley's saying, and Taliesin can just barely hear the microphone picking up the slide of skin on skin as she touches herself more fervently. "Wish I could be there," she murmurs.
"I'll fuck him nice and hard for you," Travis promises, and that alone has Taliesin grasping at Travis' thick arms. Travis starts slow, letting Taliesin get acclimated, but soon he sits back, hikes Taliesin's legs up farther and goes at it, pumping into him with abandon. It's better than just being full - Travis' cock is at just the right angle to hit the good spot every time he thrusts in, and Taliesin finds himself clutching at Travis' hands where they dig into his hips, rocking into each motion.
Just as Taliesin's eyes flutter closed, he feels lips press against his own and opens his eyes again to catch Matt's smile as he pulls back from the kiss. He's flushed pink, hair tumbling around his face, and Taliesin grabs Matt's jaw and pulls him in again. It's a slow kiss, a contrast to Travis' quick thrusts, but it deepens quickly, especially when Matt throws a leg over Taliesin to kneel astride his belly.
Taliesin can just see Laura place a hand on Travis' thigh, whisper something in his ear, and Travis slows his pace again, still going deep but not as frantic. And as that happens, Matt shifts back until Taliesin's cock brushes the cleft of his ass. The skin is slick and hot, even more so as Matt backs up further, reaches down to guide Taliesin's cock to rub against his entrance.
"Oh, shit," Taliesin mumbles as Matt sinks back onto his cock. His hands tremble as they grasp Matt's hips. It's warm and tight inside him, Matt's body pulsing around him. Matt keeps eye contact, staring into Taliesin's face as they sink into one another.
"Beautiful," Ashley murmurs, and then at once Matt and Travis rock together, and Taliesin cries out, digging his thumbs into Matt's hipbones. Fucking and being fucked at once - it's overwhelming in the best of ways, every part of him burning with pleasure. At this point, he's controlling nothing, just letting his friends move within him, around him. Matt bends down for another kiss, which Taliesin melts into, threading his fingers into Matt's soft hair.
Matt moves slow, a flow and ebb above him, but Travis is picking up the pace again now that everything's in place, and with each push of Travis' cock inside him, Taliesin can feel his body rock further into Matt. Matt's groaning into Taliesin's mouth, and Travis is letting out soft moans, and Taliesin's voice is just a wave of half-broken sound muffled by Matt's lips. Beyond that he's lost track of what's going on around him until suddenly Matt's face is hauled away - when he looks up, he sees Marisha's hand curled tight into Matt's hair, her other hand wrapped tight around his cock. His eyes are closed, mouth open.
Liam moves in to kiss Taliesin, all messy tongue and teeth, while just to Taliesin's left, Sam's sprawled out, looking wrecked as Laura swallows him down. Taliesin's hand finds Liam's cock and starts a rhythm that quickly falters when Travis somehow manages to fuck even deeper into him, wrenching what's close to a sob out of Taliesin's mouth. Liam rocks his hips instead, fucking the circle of Taliesin's fist as he sucks at his neck, his collarbone, any part of Taliesin's body he can mark. Above him, Marisha's kissing Matt's shoulder as she strokes along the length of him.
Taliesin's sure he can't last much longer, but he holds on as well as he can, fighting down the waves of pleasure that threaten to take him over. He wants this moment to keep going, this glorious web of people he loves devoting themselves to their collective bliss. He's filled and filling and practically every inch of his skin is in contact with someone else's, and it's too much but could also never be too much, not like this.
"That's it, good boy," Marisha's murmuring to Matt, "Come all over him," and Taliesin jerks his hips up to fuck harder into Matt just before his friend goes quiet, arching beautifully over him. He can feel Matt tense around him, and that almost pulls Taliesin over the edge, but he holds steady, determined to stay alert for this, for the beauty of Matt's lips falling open in a surprisingly soft sigh, for the warmth of Matt spilling onto his chest.
Taliesin lets his head loll to the left as Matt rolls off of him and as Travis picks up the pace yet more, and Sam's face is right there, close enough to lean in for a kiss just before Sam's body curls, his teeth digging into Taliesin's lip. Liam's got teeth in Taliesin's skin too, biting down hard on his collarbone as he comes as well, spurting onto Taliesin's hip. It's a wave passing through the group, it seems, as Taliesin hears telltale sounds coming from Ashley on the other side of the screen, from Laura somewhere past Sam.
Travis follows soon after, speeding up even further before he groans and leans down over Taliesin to press a kiss to his mouth as he pours forth into him. When Travis pulls out, Taliesin feels empty for a moment but gets distracted when Laura crawls over Sam to wrap her small hand around his cock.
Laura coos praises into Taliesin's ear, flicks her hand over the length of him, and it doesn't take much to bring him to the finish. He cries out as his head goes fuzzy, warmth crawling from his toes up his body and taking him over.
Sticky and sated, Taliesin feels his body sag to the floor with limbs heavy as if they'd been filled with sand. There are hands on him as his eyes slip closed, hands still all over him, wrapping around his waist and caressing the shaved sides of his scalp, curling around his knee and laying over the line of his sternum. He's got bodies curled close on all sides - Laura lying half-on-top of him with Sam cuddled up behind her, Travis' head cradled on his thigh, Liam pressed up against him, his chest to Taliesin's shoulder and sealed to him all the way down to where their ankles cross.
"That was..." Ashley's saying from miles away, and Marisha hums in approval somewhere behind Taliesin's head.
"Bath?" Matt suggests. "Or, baths. Plural." There are trails of semen starting to dry along Taliesin's skin, and he couldn't agree more with the sentiment.
"Birthday boy gets dibs," Laura insists, and Travis groans in envy.
"Once I can stand, I'll be happy to," Taliesin mumbles. He can imagine it already, the hot water blanketing his limbs. Maybe someone will wash his hair - he's sure he'll get it if he asks, and that's the beauty of all this, that he's got so many people he can rely on. He'll take a bath, and they'll find a way to pile into bed together, or else they'll return to this floor to sleep, and in the morning Travis will make eggs and potatoes every possible way and Laura will mix mimosas and maybe they'll crowd around the table like old times and tell a story together.
But for the next few minutes, at least, Taliesin just lies still and listens to his friends' soft breathing, soaks up their touches on his skin. And even though the world's a mess and he can't begin to figure how to sort it out, he has these people and this place and this night. For now, that's more than enough. It's the best birthday he could ask for.
Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-23 04:17 pm (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-24 02:20 am (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-23 10:52 pm (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-24 02:21 am (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-24 06:27 pm (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-01-25 01:59 am (UTC)(link)Re: "Happy Birthday", Taliesin/Everyone, NC-17, 2/2
(Anonymous) 2017-07-10 01:05 pm (UTC)(link)