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Polar Explorer RPF - Prompt Post 1
This is for prompts for all things general Polar Explorer RPF.
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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!
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Danco/De Gerlache, size kink, humiliation
(Anonymous) 2022-11-22 02:23 am (UTC)(link)danco/adg where danco assumes all dicks are danco size dicks and is shocked, shocked i tell you, to discover that adg's is not, and hastens to reassure his commandant that it's all right, it doesn't lessen his respect for him at all, and the resulting humiliation etc etc
Fill: l'anchois et l'angouille, Danco/de Gerlache, E
(Anonymous) 2024-01-27 04:10 pm (UTC)(link)“Oh!” Danco says brightly. “How precious!” He reaches out to give Adrien a quick squeeze and then kisses his cheek, giggling softly at the fresh heat there. “So cute, mon commandant! Like a sweet little mushroom!”
Adrien makes a weak noise and closes his eyes again, hiding his face in Danco’s shoulder when he goes for another kiss. “Must you say that?”
“Say what?”
“Little,” Adrien mumbles. “I’m—I’m well aware that it’s—”
“Oh! No, no, I quite like it,” Danco says quickly. “It’s lovely, my dear. I’m sure it would fit just perfectly in my mouth—and, look, look how neatly it lies against my fingers—”
“Émile—”
“See? I could stroke you off with only my pinkie!”
“Please—just—”
“It’s so much smaller than mine,” Danco continues, still tracing his fingers up and down his friend’s lovely little prick. He shifts his hips for show—his cock is indeed much larger, both longer and wider than the charming little thing between his beloved commander’s legs. When fully hard, as it is now, it reminds him (most endearingly) of a cannon standing guard between its turrets, or perhaps a very thick flagpole between two fuzzy hills. It only takes a short turn to smack the weight of it against Adrien’s skinny thighs. “See? I would have assumed you would be larger, mon Commandant. You’re just so wonderfully masculine!”
Adrien groans, but the noise is softer—needier—and his legs twitch against Danco’s own, stiffening and twisting under the absentminded petting. He’s terribly hard now. But he keeps his face hidden, pressing himself into Danco’s shirt, and that just won’t do, not at all. Danco kisses the top of his head. “Just look! The whole thing could just disappear, right into my hand!”
“Mmph.” He shakes his head, but his cock jumps a bit. Danco presses his hand down harder—and then harder again, grinning into Adrien’s hair as his friend whines against his neck. “Émile, let’s… we should… ohhh…”
“It’s hardly any bigger than my bollocks,” Danco says thoughtfully. He drags his palm up a bit, reveling in the way Adrien’s darling little cock throbs and jerks under his hand. “Like a little anchovy!”
“Oh, God. Oh God.”
“It’s just darling, my love. Is it very easy for you to come off, then? It’s so short,” Danco muses, “I’d imagine, with such a quick little journey along the sweet little shaft, your precious little sperms must be racing down—and if you were trying to put it inside me, well, would I even have the opportunity to feel it, or would you shoot right off like a rocket?”
“Émile, please don’t—mmph—tease—”
He gives him a quick squeeze and Adrien moans, bucking up from the bed as if he’s been shocked. His head hits the pillow. And now—victory!!—Danco may kiss him again, properly, hot and full on the mouth with all the passion cooped up inside him. He grabs Adrien’s face with both hands and kisses him hard, eagerly smothering his desperate moans beneath his tongue. Adrien jerks up against him—claws at his shirt, whines through his nose—twists, grunts, shakes—and then, with Danco’s tongue diving for his throat, Adrien shudders and stiffens and spills right between them, hips jumping into nothing as Danco strokes through his hair. He makes a soft, shocked noise and goes limp. Danco slowly pulls back.
“Hmm?”
“Please don’t laugh,” Adrien says weakly. “Oh, God, I’m just—I’m so sorry—didn’t mean to—”
“Well! That answers that,” Danco says fondly, kissing the words into Adrien’s cheeks as his friend trembles. “How darling you are, my dearest commander!”
“Nngh.”
“Mine will most likely take a bit longer,” Danco tells him. He gives himself a showy stroke and then bats his cock against Adrien’s thighs again, giggling meanly when Adrien whimpers. “You don’t mind, do you?”