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Polar Explorer RPF - Prompt Post 1

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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Cherry/Wilson, lord/vicar AU

(Anonymous) 2022-11-15 11:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Bilson the hot local vicar offers 'spiritual' comfort to lonely lord of the manor Cherry. Can be Edwardian setting or any other era, and feel free to include other cold boys in this universe!

Re: Cherry/Wilson, lord/vicar AU

(Anonymous) 2022-11-16 05:25 am (UTC)(link)
GOD, Bilson riding his bicycle to visit Cherry

Fill: Like clouds in the lit heavens of life, Cherry/Wilson, T, slow burn

(Anonymous) 2023-02-16 10:01 pm (UTC)(link)
“How long has it been?” Atch asks. Half of his face—the side covered by the carefully painted tin mask—is fixed in its placid expression. His glass eye stares straight ahead. It would be unnerving, Cherry confesses to himself, if he hadn’t known Dr. Atkinson for so long. The other side of his face, the side not twisted and ridged with scar tissue from the explosion, curves into an expression of concern. Cherry cannot bring himself to answer him, instead choosing to stare down at his intertwined fingers. He is so tired. “Ah, a long time then,” the doctor says.

“I slept this morning, before you arrived,” Cherry says, caught out by his attempt to avoid the question.

“How long have you slept for more than a few hours at a time?”

Cherry sighs. The problem with his personal physician also being a close friend is that he never feels comfortable lying to him. “Not since I found out they were dead.”

“Christ, Cherry! It’s been—“

“Three years, yes. It’s not for lack of trying, Atch! I have these nightmares. About all of them, really, but the worst ones are about Birdie. I can never save him and then the shells start falling or the guns start firing or the flames come and I just—I wake up screaming. Every night.”

“Does anyone else know?” Atch pushes his spectacles up his nose. The tin mask shifts, settling against the ruined skin of Atch’s cheek.

Cherry sighs and drops his head to his hands. “My mother sent me out here to recover. I’m afraid that if she knew she would send me to a hospital and I would never leave. They haven’t let Lillie out yet.”

“No,” Atch contemplates. “It was a good idea, to send you here. Lamer offers plenty of space, clean air, fresh grass. Privacy,” he adds as an afterthought. “Are the household staff aware of your… insomnia?”

Cherry shakes his head. “Lashly lives in the groundskeeper’s cabin, and I’ve arranged for Mildred and Mrs. Brown to leave once they’re done their duties. They both know I keep strange hours, so Mrs. Brown prepares meals in advance so that I can reheat them in the oven, and Mildred just… cleans around me.”

Atch moves from the armchair to the sofa, next to Cherry. They’re in the library, Cherry’s favourite room in the estate. He used to spend hours losing himself among the shelves, poring over titles that he has read a hundred times before. He was always looking for something new to lose himself in, to forget himself for an hour or two. He rarely finds relief through books anymore.

“Will it help if I stay?” Atch asks. He pulls Cherry into a loose embrace. Cherry nods, yawning. “I think your affliction is beyond my expertise.”

“As my doctor?”

“As your doctor and as your friend. You have a wounded spirit, my dear Cherry, and I’m a humble physician.” Cherry curls up in the space next to Atkinson. The top of his head is pressed against Atch’s thigh. “Now, I have an idea, and I dearly hope it will work. But for now, you sleep, and I will stand guard against the nightmares.” It won’t fix anything—he knows this. He will have nightmares but he will pretend he didn’t, just like Atkinson will reek of medicinal brandy when he wakes and Cherry will ignore it. They’ve lost too much. But Atkinson’s warmth feels nice, so Cherry sleeps and Atkinson begins to write a letter.

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