criticalkink | CR Campaign One: Vox Machina era (RPF)

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Welcome to the kink meme for Critical Role!

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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.

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Now go forth and prompt!

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(it's 3 am & i wrote this all in one shot with almost no editing. i hope it doesn't suck? maybe read it as late as i wrote it so it seems better.)

“It’s not a big deal,” Marisha says. “We’re adults. We can share a bed for a couple nights.”

“I can just sleep in the chair,” Taliesin says, even though no, he absolutely cannot, he is getting too old to sleep on anything but a decent mattress and still be expected to function.

Matt shakes his head, frowning. “No, nobody’s sleeping sitting up. If we’re all comfortable with it, we can share. I’m fine, Marisha’s fine.”

“You know I’m comfortable with a lot of things,” Taliesin says. He can feel his hand tapping nervously on his thigh despite his teasing tone. There has always been this- tension when they’re at a convention, all three of them or either of the happy couple paired up with Taliesin. It’s like these weekends exist outside of the real world, where even they, in all their weird-ass glory, have to follow certain rules. It’s as though he could lean in a little closer when Matt slings a companionable arm around his shoulder, or when Marisha hugs him tight he could tilt her chin and just-

Well. It’s hard enough being best friends with such charming, beautiful people, let alone sharing a bed with them.

“It’ll be fine,” Marisha says. She grabs both their arms and tugs lightly, playfully. “Come on, we’re gonna lose our reservation.”

Dinner is nice; the three of them huddled around a table in this pub that’s trying to be a lot more metropolitan than the midwestern city it’s stuck in. The food is pretty good, but the beer is excellent, and by the time they start heading back to the hotel, the edges of the world have gone soft in that warm, just-past-tipsy sort of way. Marisha takes Matt’s hand, then Taliesin’s too as they walk in the cool summer night.

When they get back to the room, the single king-size bed is still looming, but it feels less daunting now. Marisha opens up her bag and starts casually stripping right in the center of the room. Taliesin has seen her breasts before, and he’s seen an awful lot of Matt too- LA is rife with both swimming pools and alcohol -but Taliesin ducks into the bathroom to change into his pajamas.

He glances in the mirror when he pulls his shirt off, huffs, and shakes his head. Taliesin likes himself well enough, but it’s not always easy to hang out with gorgeous skinny people all day. He can’t believe Los Angeles hasn’t beaten that out of him yet. He dresses quickly and opens the bathroom door, freezing in place when he sees Matt and Marisha.

They’re sitting on the bed, tucked close together, having a hushed conversation. Marisha has one leg pulled up to her chest as Matt leans in towards her, not quite whispering. It’s a quiet, intimate moment, and, not for the first time, Taliesin feels like an awkward third wheel.

He’s wondering whether to walk forward and pretend he didn’t notice or to sneak back into the bathroom for another minute until they’re done when Matt looks up and smiles brightly at him. Taliesin nods awkwardly and returns to where his bag is resting on a table to stow his clothes, and he privately debates whether sleeping in the chair after all would be worth the back pain.

Marisha pulls back the covers and pauses. “Who wants to be in the middle?”

Taliesin opens his mouth to suggest they keep the bed to themselves, but Matt says, “I can take the middle. Any preference, Tal?”

“Uh- no, not really. Anything’s fine by me.”

Marisha grins and nudges Matt’s arm. “You’ve got double big spoons,” she teases, and he chuckles while Taliesin’s mouth goes dry.

It’s not especially late, and they’re still on California time, but the day starts early tomorrow, so once everyone’s had their turn washing up, they’re all in bed, fiddling with their phones until they hit the lights.

The worst part is that it isn’t awkward. He loves these two enough that it feels perfectly natural to have Matt laying so close he can feel the other man’s body heat radiating off him. It feels good that he can reach over and stroke Marisha’s hair as she gets comfortable.

Taliesin is about to drift off when two pairs of lips press against his face, and he feels arms wrap around his middle. It’s surprising but not so foreign that he jolts out of his half sleep. Instead, he finds himself smiling softly as Marisha whispers, “‘Night, babes.”

Yeah. This feels right.

Not the requester, but I'm up at an ungodly hour and I think this fic is delightful! A lovely treat before slipping into bed myself. (Unfortunately not between two cute geeky friends, more's the pity.)

He glances in the mirror when he pulls his shirt off, huffs, and shakes his head. Taliesin likes himself well enough, but it’s not always easy to hang out with gorgeous skinny people all day. He can’t believe Los Angeles hasn’t beaten that out of him yet.
Oh gods, I feel that so much. This city is ridiculous. Everyone is hyper conscious of how they look and nobody eats dessert. Seriously, I was out to dinner with my co-workers and the waiter was SHOCKED when I asked for the dessert menu. "You're not from here, are you?" he asked. I mean, no, but how is that what clued you in?

There has always been this- tension when they’re at a convention, all three of them or either of the happy couple paired up with Taliesin. It’s like these weekends exist outside of the real world, where even they, in all their weird-ass glory, have to follow certain rules. It’s as though he could lean in a little closer when Matt slings a companionable arm around his shoulder, or when Marisha hugs him tight he could tilt her chin and just-
You really hit the nail on the head about cons being these like, liminal spaces, where societal rules kinda shift slightly and normal behavior changes in small and large ways.

Taliesin is about to drift off when two pairs of lips press against his face, and he feels arms wrap around his middle. It’s surprising but not so foreign that he jolts out of his half sleep. Instead, he finds himself smiling softly as Marisha whispers, “‘Night, babes.”
Yeah. This feels right.
Awwwwwww! Lovely ending to a lovely little ficlet.

This is just so sweet and warm and *sigh* I love it. <3

This is just. so damn sweet. love that it's awkward and not awkward.

CR Campaign One: Vox Machina era (RPF)

"sleepy time junction"- Matt/Marisha/Taliesin

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