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!
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-06 05:33 am (UTC)(link)Laura needs him that night, of course; and when they’re driving home, Travis is just as giddy and horny as she is. Clothes are quickly stripped, left with her purse in the front living room, and Travis disappears briefly in their closet to produce a leather whip; it’s handle tucked into the waistband of his briefs and little silver beads hanging from its lash.
“Look at you.”, he teases, as she hooks her thumbs into her panties and cocks her head at her giant husband, eager for the release of this tension that’s just been building inside her. She likes to be in control, everyone knows that; but tonight, she just wants him to call the shots. Tell her when to cum, tell her where to lie as he lashes her in punishment for a game he thinks is only between them in their heads.
Except you deserve it; says this little whisper in the back of her mind.
You deserve it for using him.
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By the time the first lash cracks across her thighs, she’s already in tears, and the sting of it is so dulled by abject embarrassment, it feels more like an open-handed spanking than a toy Taliesin gifted them from a literal underground sex dungeon.
“Hey, hey, hey-”, he keeps saying, over and over again, the whip discarded over on the other side of their bed. Travis pulls her into him from where she had just been bent over, ass up in the air for him to enjoy, uncaring for ruining their game. It’s awkward, their limbs jostling together with bruising urgency, and Laura begins to whimper, suddenly as the burning sets into to the welts just under her ass.
She struggles away from him then, burying her face back in the pillow so she can keep pretending, that whatever had been cracked inside her before hadn’t completely shattered and destroyed her favorite place of refuge.
“Okay. Okay. You’re okay.”, Travis reassures her, a steady, heavy hand settling on her shoulder. “It’s fine. I didn’t know what I was doing and- it’s okay. Babe? Hey, it’s fine. Just fine.”
“Uh-”
“Okay. Don’t worry about it. I’m gonna go get you a drink of water, okay? And I’ll get a straw so you don’t have to sit up if you can’t right now. Just try to keep breathing, alright? That’s it. Try and slow down a little more.”
Travis is rubbing a slow circle into her back, waiting as her ragged breaths quiet into soundless sobbing. She’s still gasping a bit too much for his comfort when he leaves her to get the water, but he supposes it’s past the point where someone could kill themselves crying, so he fills a mug from the tap and slowly makes his way back to their bedroom.
This isn’t the first time he and Laura have tried...different things; or even their first time playing with the whip. Their games before have always been more intense, and he supposes, more controlled. Maybe jumping into something like this so quickly was where he had made a mistake, but now she was hurting, and he felt strangely guilty over something that couldn’t be helped either way.
So he’s surprised to find her, sitting in one of his t-shirts on the bed, her eyes red and puffy and her hands wringing in her lap.
“Feeling a little better? Well, that’s good, right?”, he tells her, setting the mug down on their bedside table.
“No, I feel like shit.”, she rasps out, her eyes widening in alarm at the sound. She has to work tomorrow and this doozy sure is going to be an explanation.
“Aww.”
He tilts her head up to press a light kiss to her forehead, careful not to move her too much. Taliesin told him that sometimes it took a while for people to come out of their own heads in these games, and he’s willing to give her as much time as she needs, especially since this was all sort of his fault.
“Is that okay?”
She nods, soundlessly, and reaches for her drink, only to come up against him, guiding it into her mouth.
“Drink slowly.”
When she’s finished, she’s staring up at Travis, who’s grinning a little even though he looks so, so tired, standing over her like that. He’s still only in his underwear, and where she’d usually be crazed with lust and on her knees already, all she feels is the same squeezing sensation she always does whenever this happens. Where’s the merit badge for “I’m a deeply fucked up person who cried having sex with my ridiculously hot husband and ruined his whole night”?, she wonders, while he keeps his voice low and soft, careful not to make anything worse, as if that were going to help anything.
“So, that happened.”, she spits out, feeling just as raw as her throat; and he brings one of his fingers to her lips instead of saying anything. He’s still warm, and an electric spark jumps between them at that slightest little touch, making her lips tingle and her guilt sink heavier into her middle.
“Hey, no talking yet, alright? Even if everything else is a little better, that sounds like it hurts.”, he murmurs, kissing gently against her neck. “Let’s just, go downstairs and grab something warm for you, okay? Pretty sure there’s still stuff we haven’t watched on Netflix-”, Travis talks through what they’re doing as he guides her out of the bed, pulling open their chest of drawers so he can help her into a pair of pyjamas, mindful of those angry red marks across her skin.
Laura doesn’t need to be carried, but she leans heavily on him and he’s half lifting her down the stairs, his arm staying braced around her while he makes her tea and heats up leftovers. He scrolls wordlessly through their queue, eventually settling on some middle of the road action movie and turning down the sound so the screaming of gunfire and metal won’t bother her, and dims the lights as they both settle on the couch, her body still glued to his side like leaving for even a moment would be unimaginable.
It’s getting a little harder to maneuver, but eventually he finds she can curl into his side with her head on his chest and his arm still braced around her shoulders, rubbing his thumb in slow circles on her arm.
Halfway through the movie, she starts laughing, shaking beside him as a robot warrior cleaves into an alien, and Travis is almost convinced everything is perfectly okay, again.
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Except, as the movie finishes, her eyes are still glassy and she looks lost, small against their couch cushions. He moves to get up off the couch, and her arm snakes up pulling him back.
“Let’s stay here.”, she offers, and Travis glances back at the couch, with barely enough room for the both of them, sighs and agrees.
“I’m sorry…”, she starts.
“C’mon. There’s nothing to be sorry about.”
He kisses her forehead, pulling a blanket from between the cushions to tuck around her, keeping a hand steady on her back.
“No- there’s a lot to-”
Sighing, he shuts off the lights, opting to leave the TV on silent so it casts a soft glow around their living room.
He sits up across from her, so he can pull her into an embrace from the back, resting his chin on her shoulder while she stays properly wrapped up, wedged between him and the couch cushions.
“I am so sorry that happened, babe. But none of that was your fault, even if it doesn’t feel that great, I promise, tomorrow everything’s going to feel much better.”
“Except- it’s not. There’s something I kind of need to tell you? Is that okay?”
“Laura? Yeah, of course, whatever it is. We’ll get through it, right?”
“I’ve been feeling...uh, weird lately, I guess? Emotional? I don’t know. It’s just that everything started to get so overwhelming and I… dealt with it, pretty shittily.”, she says, biting down on the inside of her cheek to keep from crying even more. “And...it just got...out of control, I guess.”
“The sex-”
“Yeah...that.”
“Oh, my God, Thank God. I thought this was the part where you told me you sold our dog to a drug dealer.”, he jokes, feeling her chest shake with quiet laughter.
“Don’t bring the dog into this! It’s seriously- I’m just fucked up, I guess. I um...I should have just told you.”
“It’s not fucked up to have feelings, babe.”, he tells her, tightening his hold around her, and feeling Laura relax into the embrace. “It’s really good, actually.”
“Doesn’t feel that way.”
“Well, that fucking sucks.”
“Yeah.”
He pulls them both back so she’s lying on his chest, her weight sinking both of them into the couch as her breath steadies again.
“It absolutely sucks.”
No, he reminds himself, one conversation won’t change this.
“It’s okay. Like I said, we’ll get through it, alright?”
“We’ll try?”, she sounds hopeful now, better.
“Of course, babe. We’re gonna give it our very best.”
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-06 11:29 am (UTC)(link)(Also, Discord?)
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-08 05:09 am (UTC)(link)^There's a server for this kink meme!
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-08 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-08 03:58 pm (UTC)(link)TRY THIS ONE!
I forgot to use the setting to say not to allow it to expire. Anyway this should work for everyone! As well, there is a link in the "comments" mod post here.
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-09 04:00 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-06 01:02 pm (UTC)(link)This was really not what I was imagining, but it was amazing & I love it so much, thank you for the fill! :D
(Definitely no squeeing or crying happening here... ;) )
Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-06 02:00 pm (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-07 02:55 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-07 02:58 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-08 04:55 am (UTC)(link)Re: FILL 2/2 Laura/Travis, comfort
(Anonymous) 2017-03-08 09:04 pm (UTC)(link)