coldboys | Polar Explorer RPF

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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They, in any situation, just give me the goods pls

sorry i was overcome with feelings about them living together and this experimental nonsense poured out of me

You’re awakened sometime in the middle of the night by the opening of your bedroom door and a trail of soft, stocking-muffled steps across your floor. Half-asleep, you smile. Half-asleep, you have no worrisome thoughts, only love. “I missed you, that’s all,” Pennell says, and he accepts your invitation, you lifting the edge of your quilt, to slip into bed beside you. He’s warm, sleep-rumpled, and flannel-soft against you. He lets you snuggle into his arms and rest your cheek against his strong, broad sailor’s chest, and you love him.

You aren’t a man of many words. Your thoughts move at hundreds of rotations per minute, too fast to say the first thing that comes to mind. You choose your words thoughtfully and deliberately. Pennell says he loves that about you. You think it’s a strange trait to love, but then again, you don’t have many lovable things about you. You’re not particularly handsome, you don’t have an easy, outgoing sense of humour. You aren’t optimistic, or strong, or intelligent in a way that invites conversation. And yet, Pennell comes to you every night, even after spending days together, because he misses you when you’re apart. You hold each other and he calls you his Sweet Jane and blushes, still shy when you kiss him silent. He loves you for all the reasons you find yourself lacking, and you wonder if this is what love was always supposed to be.

It can’t last, this love. It’s too bright. It burns your heart from the inside out but all you can do is warm your hands by the fire and touch him. You love touching him. He’s strong and real and human and he loves you, and sometimes when he’s inside you, after keeping you on edge for hours, stretching you out and milking climax after climax out of you just to make sure you’re relaxed enough that the thick stretch of his cock won’t hurt you, it all catches up to you and you feel guilty. You feel guilty for feeling this happy. And Pennell sees it, or senses it, or tastes it through the tears on your cheeks and he holds you closer, grinding his cock into you, deep and close, just to keep your foreheads pressed together. Breathe, he says, and you breathe together, and there is only room for his face, his handsome, beloved face in your field of vision, and you let the pleasure and the joy overtake you.

You’re not a joyful person. You’re stubborn, and you’re a realist. Stubborn in your realism. And yet, when Pennell slips into your bed for the fifth night in a row, you can’t do anything but smile and kiss his forehead, his cheeks, his lips over and over again. He’s here, and he loves you, and you love him. And right now, half-asleep, with Pennell’s arms wrapped around you in a place that is safe and warm and home, you are in love, and that is all.

THANKS OP THIS MADE ME CRY A BIT. WOW.

god idk how thsi one passed me by but its perrrfeeeccttf its so sweet and sad and hot all at the same time… i love them

I somehow missed this one too but it's so sweet and sexy and heartfelt and ARRRGHH !!!

Polar Explorer RPF - Prompt Post 1

Pennell/Atch, any

Asleep, Atkinson/Pennell, M, no cw

Re: Asleep, Atkinson/Pennell, M, no cw

Re: Asleep, Atkinson/Pennell, M, no cw

Re: Asleep, Atkinson/Pennell, M, no cw