Polar Explorer RPF - Prompt Post 1

[coldboys]

This is for prompts for all things general Polar Explorer RPF.

If you've filled (or started filling) a prompt, please make sure to link it in the comments of the Fills Post. And if you would like to cross-post your fills on AO3, here is the collection!

Under this umbrella you can prompt: 

• Historical versions of Franklin Expedition(-adjacent) guys (Rossier, Gore/McClure, etc)
• Madhouse at the End of the Earth/Belgica Expedition
• Heroic Age of Antarctic Exploration - Shackleton, Scott, Amundsen, Mawson
• Andrée Expedition
  
• Karluk Expedition
• etc

Prompts in line with adaptations of Heroic Age stories can also fit here, for example if you want to specifically prompt Hugh Grant!Cherry from The Last Place On Earth getting wrecked (which someone really should). 

No blorbo too obscure for this post! EXCEPT: NO PEARY ALLOWED. God I hate that guy.



Rules: 

1. Be fucking nice. YKINMATO/KINKTOMATO at all times.

 

2. This meme is CNTW (Choose Not To Warn) but warnings are highly encouraged.

 

3. Prompts should use this format in the subject line: [SHIP], [DESCRIPTION]

e.g.

Mertz/Ninnis, sex crying

 

Solo gen can be prompted as well alongside (a) character name and description

e.g.

Gen, Emil Racovitza, discovering a crazy new fish

 

4. Fills should use this format in the subject line: FILL: [TITLE], [PAIRING], [RATING], [ANY WARNINGS]

e.g.

Fill: The Very Next Day, Cherry/Birdie, E, cw self-harm

 

5. One prompt per comment please. 

 

6. Multiple fills for each prompt are welcome! 

 

7. You don't have to be anon for your prompts or your fills but we do encourage it because of the vibe. You're also welcome to deanon your stuff by posting on AO3/Tumblr as you please! 

 

8. Feedback on prompts and fills is AWESOME; please take longer conversations to the discussion post.

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Gjertsen/Any/All, cross dressing & free use

[(Anonymous)]

he was a temptress he was much flirted with he was pulled onto laps by big stout men who wanted him… and he was having soooo so so much fun with all of it. Please let the lads fully appreciate the lovely lady on their ship, bonus points if Roald is filming

any aae, modern au, lads go to dairy queen

[(Anonymous)]

home of the blizzard®

Deb/Deb, clonefucking + voyeurism

[(Anonymous)]

how did he get cloned? doesn't matter. point is there are two debs and everyone's watching them go to town (for morale!!!)

FILL: two is company, Deb/Deb, clonefucking + voyeurism, E, 1/2

[(Anonymous)]

Physiographer’s log, Stardate 49066.7

Transporter accident today. Hooper was on the controls—blessed are the trainees! Day had gone down with the Bajoran flu yesterday & so the misaligned coupling had been missed this morning during routine checks sans Bernardo, so I am told.

I was already onboard the runabout with the away team waiting for Deb to beam up. He did, a little dizzy, Birdie caught him before he came down. He seemed OK, tricorder confirmed. Docking clamps released and we were just about to pull away when — here Deb comes again! A little dizzy & this time I caught him mid plummet!

This episode put a kibosh on the whole mission rather handily & we clamped back down with some urgency while I bemoaned my bad luck & having to unload an entire hold’s worth of sample crates — empty! No rare Minna IV minerals for Ye Disappointed Physiographer this stardate or next. Aber das max nix.

Deb primus and Deb segundus circled eachother warily in the infirmary. Atch & Bill scurrying around with scanners & yanking samples as a small crowd looked eagerly on! No difference between the two that I can tell: Lt. Cohen, also observing, put it that one is rather more handsome than the other! Marie agrees, however they came to blows over which, P or S, is the winner in question.

Cohen inquires if the mission will be rescheduled & I perceive she is angling to take Deb(s) place if he/they are still indisposed. I am inclined to agree to this for the summers on Minna IV are brutally short & the winters v. long & if postponed past Friday I should not be able to get at my minerals until long past the expiration of my yearlong posting here—I shall ask the Owner tomorrow when the hubbub has died down.

P-Deb and S-Deb both phase-stable according to Silas. Ory counsellorically states that both are psychologically indistinguishable. Some help she is. She & Bill & Silas hard at work on sorting it out, tho’ I fear it shall take until Day stops shivering & can get out of bed and press some buttons.

In the meantime P & S have become the problem of Thomas G. Down at Clissold’s I treated them both to dinner & Saurian brandy and tried to talk of Minnan minerals & crystal strata — which Deb & I had been discussing enthusiastically immediately before boarding the Alph, but neither now seemed inclined to contribute. Soon a parade of staff & station residents marching past our humble outpost to gawk. Debs quieter than usual but I was happy to chat on his/their behalf.

Lillie says meeting oneself ought to be pleasant and rewarding, he himself has always enjoyed his zhian’tara. Marie says if he met himself he’d probably deck himself (joke?) Gran suggests one Deb should be chosen to be shot: typical Cardassian problem-solving. The Owneress sighs she has always wanted a duplicate & I made mental note to ensure prevention of such an eventuality, if at all it might be in my power! Pennell offers some Bajoran spiritual rot about unity of souls I have already forgotten. Taff says it had happened to a fellow in his noncom training class. “And what happened to him?” quoth S-Deb (viz. commbadge placed on left by clever Cohen earlier to distinguish) with some anxiety.

“You mean them,” Taff winks, “one is on permanent disability shore leave, declared unfit for duty, & well sir, the other they say drowned in a bottle somewhere in the Orcinus system.”

P colored and S spluttered a kind of dismayed cough. Taff clapped big paws onto one shoulder per Deb. “Don’t worry, he wasn’t so hardy a fellow as yourselves—you'll get along just fine—I should say the more the merrier—more to go around” !!!

Physiographer’s log, supplemental

One Deb slumped off to his quarters & the other, primus, seemed unwilling to follow so graciously invited him for a nightcap at mine. Without his doppelganger he seemed to brighten somewhat & we had just finally gotten back on the subject of Minnan silicates when the door chimed: CSW, padd in hand. He had just been to Deb’s quarters & given S the latest, now doing due diligence to make sure P was updated as well.

Charlie as always v. solicitous when it comes to our Deb. Had I foreseen the two becoming such bosom friends I’d have fain brought both along to this posting: v. often—like now—they put heads together & leave out Ye Original Chum. The thanks I get for my able & perceptive recruitment! CSW & Deb now murmuring on my sofa while I dictate in bedroom. Probably “bear up old chap” or W.T.T.E., platitudes of the sort which I had, in retrospect, failed to readily proffer.

Both have now fled my quarters—Deb preferring Silas’s neat abode to his own (occupado by S) or mine tho’ I had offered solicitously to clear my sofa of dishes & clothes & padds for his use. I had wondered if CSW had thoughts viz. Cohen’s hypothesis: P more handsome or S — & put the question to him as they stepped out.

Deb preened just a bit — “Fanny said that did she?” stared & waited — Silas a petulant eye-roll & dodging the question, drawled “That makes no sense, they’re identical down to the atom” which was (I suspect) the wrong thing to say.

Shacklewild, trans frankie, facesitting

[(Anonymous)]

STOP thinking about the ship and START sucking your husband’s ahistorical tdick

Re: Shacklewild, trans frankie, facesitting

[(Anonymous)]

AHISTORICAL TRANSGENDER HORMONE REPLACEMENT THERAPY‼️

Scott/Taff, spanking

[(Anonymous)]

Taff feels bad for embarrassing the crew at Lyttelton. Scott absolves him of his guilt.

maclett, and they were lesbians

[(Anonymous)]

make them lesbians. make them lesbians.

Deb/Taff, trans deb, first time facesitting

[(Anonymous)]

GIVE TAFF THE BIRTHDAY BREAKFAST HE DESERVES OR SO HELP ME GOD

Deb/Griff, dark fuck Deb, dub and/or non-con

[(Anonymous)]

ok stay with me here: deb is quietly resentful that griff was given leadership of the second western journey. this combined with griff's incessant teasing starts to wear on deb's infinite well of patience until it turns rancid. so he plays up the passivity, lets griff get away with more jabs than usual, lulls him into a false sense of security — and just when griff thinks deb will let him get away with anything, deb decides to take what he deserves

Re: Deb/Griff, dark fuck Deb, dub and/or non-con

[(Anonymous)]

whoa… +1000

Macklin/any/everyone, magical healing cock

[(Anonymous)]

the real reason no one got scurvy (badly)

pennell/atkinson, cockwarming

[(Anonymous)]

new zealand week away. tjme for some stress relief.

nelson/any, CBT

[(Anonymous)]

uhhh. idk i just think he’d be into all that

taff/scott, jealousy

[(Anonymous)]

terra nova era preferably… maybe scott disovers taff’s been making his way through the officers? maybe taff cant stand seeing scott all cosy with bill? surprise me just make them claw and bite at each other

northern party, priestley-centric gang bang + pampering

[(Anonymous)]

after presenting him with his own sledging flag, the cape adare lads give baby ray their other present

Lillie/Cherry, shotgunning

[(Anonymous)]

Lillie brings his stash to Lamer and helps Cherry loosen up a little

Debsilas Mommy kink

[(Anonymous)]

What it says

FILL: E, Debsilas, Mommy kink, crossdressing

[(Anonymous)]

Sunlight streams into the Wrights’ guest room, even through closed curtains. Debenham pets Wright's hair where the sunlight makes it shine gold.

“Good boy, Charley,” he says.

Wright makes a pleased noise around Debenham's nipple and sucks harder. The pressure of his tongue as he laps against it is a curious one, especially with the silky fabric of the nightdress in between. Debenham had felt silly when he put it on, like one of Griff's queer jokes. But, almost in spite of himself, he likes the way it feels. Even the way it looks: the incongruity of his chest hair poking through the lacy neckline makes him feel peculiar.

And none of this is to mention the effect on Wright, who engineered the scenario. He pulls back now, leaving a wet ring in the translucent pink silk of the nightdress. Wright has a dopey grin on his face. He looks sleepy and soft without his glasses. Wright shuffles across him to lavish attention on Debenham's other nipple. His body is half on top of him now and Wright's erection brushes Debenham's calf as he moves into position.

“What a sweet boy,” murmurs Debenham.

He strokes Wright's head with one hand, rubs circles into his lower back with the other. Wright had confessed some of his desires back in Antarctica but others had not emerged until they were in the safety of civilisation. And now, in what Debenham fancies had been Wright's childhood bedroom, this one can finally take form.

Wright makes urgent sounds around Debenham’s nipple, groping the other side of his chest with his hand.

“Does it feel good, Charley?” asks Debenham, softly. He quite enjoys the gentleness required of him here. The relative stillness.

Wright moves away from Debenham’s chest, moving down his body to where his erection tents the pretty fabric of his nightdress.

“Mommy,” asks Wright, licking his lips as he looks down at it, “Mommy, please may I?”

“What a greedy boy you are,” Debenham chides, “looking for another helping of milk already.”

Humiliation sweeps through him at having said something so strange. But Wright lets out a weak little groan and lifts up Debenham's skirts to free his hard prick. He looks up at him, head to one side, questioning. It seems Debenham can say any odd thing and Wright will relish it.

“Go on,” says Debenham, “I want you to grow up big and strong.”

Wright takes Debenham's cock in his mouth, sucking vigorously. In the early evening everything feels so lazy and unhurried. Debenham twirls Wright's hair between his fingers, murmuring maternal endearments as he slurps happily at his prick.

When Debenham comes, Wright swallows it down with a determined look on his face. Then he laps Debenham's cock, cleaning with a flick of his tongue the fluid that had dripped onto his balls.

“Thank you, Mommy.” Wright's voice is hoarse.

Debenham lies back lazily, parting his legs.

“What a good boy you are, Charley. Now would you like to finish yourself off on Mommy's leg or in Mommy's hole?”

Wright hesitates, apparently suddenly shy.

“You can have whichever you want, Charley.”

“Can I do it on… your chest?”

Debenham raises his eyebrows.

“Of course, Charley. Mommy could never deny you a thing.”

Wright mutters something shyly that might have been an "I love you". Debenham insists firmly to himself that it is just part of the game.

nelson/simpson, foot stuff

[(Anonymous)]

we all know marie wanted to suck sunny jim's toes. for science

Atkinson/Pennell - 18th century coffeehouse au

[(Anonymous)]

coffeeshop au but make it historical

Hussey/Wordie, fingering

[(Anonymous)]

we've all seen how huss plays that banjo.....

Tollefsen/any, gaslighting/noncon

[(Anonymous)]

The Belgica is haunted. By whom? Someone who's coping better than Tollefsen is fascinated/disturbed by his insanity and ... studying him? encouraging his paranoia for funsies? taking advantage of him? Go crazy, darkfic welcome, any degree of sexual content; fragments of the destroyed diary would be cool. Tollefsen seems like he was doing the exact Wrong kind of suffering (unmanly! dehumanizing! contagious!) and that had to make someone feel a certain way.

Deb/Any, oral fixation

[(Anonymous)]

not to get too freudian with it, but clearly the pipe was a substitute for something

Fred Cook sex pollen

[(Anonymous)]

sex pollen affecting Fred himself, to be clear. any pairing/era welcome I just want to see Fred sooo horny he can’t bear it

darkfucks conspiracy maclett

[(Anonymous)]

inspired by the cavell article. tell me the sordid tale of evil!bartlett and mckinlay's conspiracy to murder the scientists via exposure.

perversion, pressure, manipulation, grooming, bob taking some inspiration from his former boss... all would be absolutely welcome

cookmundsen and/or AdG/Danco, Arctowski POV

[(Anonymous)]

two pairs of boy best friends and one artocho go on the first ever sledging trip. very little science is achieved. what else did they get up to. from arctowski's perspective, i mean

Crean/Teddy/Lashly, werewolves

[(Anonymous)]

Crean and Lash know Teddy's too far gone from scurvy for Atch to be able to save him, so they do the one thing they swore they'd never do to an officer: turn him. How horny and/or angsty this gets is up to you!!

Bill/Cherry, Secretary (2002) AU feat. dark fuck Bill

[(Anonymous)]

what it says on the tin 😈