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Prompting Post V

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(updated 5 July)

Welcome everybody. How you got here I have no idea but thank you for coming and welcome again, nonetheless . As you may have gathered this is a Fic Prompting Meme dedicated solely to the hilarious and oh-so-addictive BBC Radio 4 sitcom - Cabin Pressure. I'm aiming for this to be pretty anything goes - but in order for everything to run smoothly, there are a few guidelines. Don't worry - they're not too restrictive.


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(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 03:32 am (UTC)(link)
MJN compete in the World Pooh Sticks Championships (

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 07:16 am (UTC)(link)
to reassure nervous nellies like me, the link is completely work and family safe.

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TW: Dub-con to Non-con possibly

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 03:34 am (UTC)(link)
Someone (Douglas or any other guy, really) has Martin sitting in his lap with his arm locked around Martin's throat. He's using the other hand to jack him off. Then after Martin comes, he doesn't stop until Martin is writhing and crying and begging him to stop, because he's now so sensitive that it hurts.

Consentual or not is fine. And this surely lends itself to BDSM, though I'd prefer it not be a part of a whole BDSM sort of universe. But how does Martin find himself in this situation and how does he react afterwards?

I may or may not have seen a video along these lines... ;)

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No vowels can add to the utter want. I second this so much!

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No one really cares about Martin Creiff

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 05:47 am (UTC)(link)
Even on the best days, when they all work together, Douglas's jibes are mild, Carolyn has no complaint at all with his job performance or personal habits, and Arthur is... Arthur, Martin knows deep down that none of them actually gives a genuine toss about him, because he is convinced from years of experience at being himself that no one ever has cared about him beyond what use they can get from him and no one ever will.

It takes a lot, but without even knowing they're doing it, the MJN crew proves Martin to be very wrong.

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i need this so bad

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(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 06:01 am (UTC)(link)
Arthur's step-mum Hailey is his own age.

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 04:14 pm (UTC)(link)
Oh gosh, I wouldn't be surprised. seconded!

Carolyn/Peter Duncan (not *that* Peter Duncan)

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 10:26 am (UTC)(link)
At the beginning of "Ipswich," the way Carolyn says "Quite right, full marks" is funnily similar to the way Mr. Duncan says "Quite right" during the questions part. And then she calls him Peter when she's trying to get him to give them another chance even though she calls everyone else by their last names (Mr. Alyakhin, Mr. Lehman, Madame S-B, etc.).

Explain away, anons!

"Olde-worlde bedouin charm..."

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 12:40 pm (UTC)(link)
So, when Martin and Douglas got to Abu Dhabi, they presumably discovered that Carolyn's idea of pared-down accomodation was a pair of tents or something similar. Arthur knew beforehand of course, and presumably thinks it's brilliant, but what were Martin and Douglas's reactions? How do they cope with it? (And doesn't it get cold at night in desert-ish areas? Does this mean...snuggling?)

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Headcanon! (I mean, I'm pretty sure it was a tent. *One* tent, for all three of them. But also that Arthur would find it absolutely and utterly brilliant.)

And look at me, seconding a possible snuggling-for-warmth prompt. I imagine your surprise... :D

MJN Air doesn't come to the rescue

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 03:40 pm (UTC)(link)
I know we've had a lot of homeless!Martin fics/prompts recently, but what if MJN air doesn't find Martin, doesn't come to the rescue, doesn't save him. Martin's in his van, he knows there's a 2-week hiatus from flying coming up and he's desperate enough to have hinted something to Douglas and Carolyn, but they have their plans.

A few days later, Martin is more desperate than he's ever been. He doesn't have the energy to get up and buy food, to find a shelter, to jump off a building to make the pain end, anything. He calls Douglas, but he's with his daughter and doesn't pick up. He calls Carolyn, but she's on a date. He would call Simon and Caitlin, but they all but disowned him.

A few days later, police open up the van after complaints from residents that it's been parked there for ages. They find Martin, barely alive, a note to MJN air written in shaky handwriting.

Does Martin survive? Up to you.

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(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 04:12 pm (UTC)(link)
So much Martin!whump! Seconded (as long as he survive, otherwise I couldn't cope)

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We're always talking about Martin's pride, but...

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 04:34 pm (UTC)(link)
he's hardly the only one at MJN.

So what if MJN really is as broke as Carolyn says; it's entirely hers, but her pride won't let her admit to the others that the house, the car, everything else is paid for by Arthur from an extensive trust fund his grandparents set up for him because they knew Gordon was a bastard and wanted Arthur to be okay. She's always so tight with money because she needs to make a profit so she's not living off her son because she feels horribly guilty about it.

It all comes out when Arthur wants Martin to move in with them; she can't say no, it's not her house, but she doesn't want an employee, especially one as wet as Martin, living with them. Arthur doesn't understand the problem. Martin would understand, but doesn't know the real situation.

Up to you if the move-in request is because Arthur is being Arthur after seeing Martin's home or because of, y'know, reasons... sexy sexy reasons...

TW: Non-con

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 04:50 pm (UTC)(link)
Douglas, Martin and Arthur are staying at yet another questionable hotel and Martin, rather reluctantly, is rooming with Arthur.

At 1 A.M. someone is knocking at the door of Douglas's room. It's Martin. He's been raped and as he doesn't want to go to Arthur in his current state, Douglas is his only choice.
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yes, yes, yes please!

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Arthur's Island

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 05:18 pm (UTC)(link)
MJN get hired to fly a three hour tour off the coast of England.
There is a freak thunder storm and they end up crashing on a deserted island no one has NEVER found for some odd reason.

Bonus points.

The Movie Star is Benedict Cumberbatch.
The Billionaire and his PA are Tony Stark and Pepper Pots.
The country Bumpkin is Molly Hooper.
And the married couple are Carolyn and Hercules.
The Professor is Xavier from the X-Men.

More Bonus points.
Whenever Arthur call's Martin 'Skipper" Martin calls Arthur "Little Buddy"

Short story short; Gilligan's Island done Cabin Pressure style

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Martin's first anything

[personal profile] cleo2010 2012-06-18 06:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Martin has always had hand-me-downs or had to settle for the cheapest option. He's never chosen his own car, he had Simon's old one or his dad's van. He's never really gotten to choose where he lives as the attic is the cheapest room in Fitton and the only one he can afford. His clothes are from charity shops and his food is chosen by virtue of the discount shelf.

But now Carolyn is paying him something (ha, in my world Douglas loses a big bet to Carolyn and loses some of his salary which Carolyn uses to pay Martin who she knows will one day wise up and bugger off) and finally he gets to pick something.

A new flat? A new vehicle now he can scrap the van? Maybe just going into Sainsbury's rather than Lidl or Aldi and looking at *gasp* the mid-range things. It doesn't matter what, just give Martin that first, overwhelming moment where he actually has a choice.
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I need this like air. Seconded!

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[personal profile] still_not_ginger 2012-06-18 07:50 pm (UTC)(link)
So, I hope I'm not annoying anyone with these cathartic prompts, but this one just couldn't be avoided, it just couldn't

So, as I mentioned yesterday, I got locked in my house. I was really depressed because it was just one more thing in a string of shit things that have been happening lately. Mum came over today with the locksmith, she's been so very helpful and she knew I was down, so ... she bought me a Toblerone to cheer me up. She doesnt listen to CP, she doesn't even speak that much English, so she never will. She just said, the best thing to cheer someone up is a toblerone. I nearly cried and hugged her tight.

The prompt? The first time Arthur ate a Toblerone, was because Carolyn wanted to cheer him up about something.

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Quest for Camelot

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 07:58 pm (UTC)(link)
I loved that scene in Rotterdam where they're all watching the MJN safety video and mocking Douglas unmercifully, and I love the episode Cremona... So, for some reason, MJN end up having a movie evening - popcorn, pizza, ice-cream, and the most cheesy movie they can come up with (or if Arthur's choosing, the best movie he can come up with!). The movie they end up with is Quest For Camelot starring everyone's favourite actress, Hester MacAuley (sp?).

And then of course, they have fun poking fun at the plot, costumes, acting etc (preferably without upsetting Arthur, though).

(Why yes, this is an excuse to have people figure out what that film was like - the Lady of the Lake telling King Arthur to find Excalibur, who then turns out to be a vampire?! So much hilarity!)

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Hehehe, seconded!

yearning resolution

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 08:13 pm (UTC)(link)
One of the characters yearning to be romantically closer to one of the other characters even though they know for a fact that their relationship will never be other than that of friends. The first character doesn't want to do anything that might risk the friendship they have, struggles with their feelings. In the end, the character comes to terms with friendship being a damn fine thing, and even though they'll never kiss or touch like the first character wants, they don't need to do that to be close.

Any major MJN characters welcome. (Martin, Douglas, Arthur, Carolyn, Herc)

TLDR: Unrequited yearning for a romance becomes genuine appreciation of an existing deep friendship. Happy, non-sexual, platonic ending please. :)
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Minifill: From me, but never to you

[personal profile] still_not_ginger 2012-06-18 10:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Just a tiny something. I encourage anyone to fill this for real

Dear Skip:

I’m writing this letter, even though I know you’ll never read it, because it feels like I’m saying it, and I needed to say it, even if it’ll end up in the bin as soon as I finish. It’s better this way, I think, because I’m not really good with words. I still needed to say it.

I didn’t know I could fall in love with another bloke. Everyone makes such a big deal out of it, I thought I should mention it. It didn’t feel like a big deal, though. I mean, it did, because it was falling in love, and that is always a big deal, but you being a bloke wasn’t, that’s what I mean. I don’t know what that means, about me falling in love with blokes, I mean.

I did, though, I fell in love with you, at first sight, probably.

When I first saw you, I thought you were brilliant, but not in the way everyone else is. I saw you and I found I liked looking at you, just for the sake of looking at you. Not because I thought you looked handsome in your uniform, though I did. More because I liked the way your eyes looked at G-ERTI, and how you looked a bit like a child at Christmas when you gave your first cabin address and said you were the Captain. It gave me a funny feeling in my stomach, and that hasn’t gone away in all the time I’ve known you. I don’t know if that counts as falling in love at first sight, but it was special. I don’t get funny feelings in my stomach when I meet other people.

I know I love you now. I’m sure of that. It’s funny how love can make you really happy, and a bit sad, all at the same time. Sometimes, when we’re talking, or I’m just looking at you, I feel a bit like crying, but it’s not a bad thing! Don’t worry! It’s just I feel so much when you’re around, or when I’m thinking about you, that I feel too small to hold it all inside, and it needs to find a way out.

I think about you a lot. About how skinny you are, and how I wish I could cook better so you wouldn’t mind eating what I cook. I would cook for you all day, and you would never be hungry. Or about how brilliant you can be when you’re not so scared you’ll make a mistake. I wish I could tell you how brilliant you are all the time, so you’d start believing it.

The part that makes me really sad sometimes, is knowing that you couldn’t feel the same way about me. I’m only saying this because you’ll never read it. I wouldn’t tell you, because it isn’t your fault. But sometimes it hurts so bad, and it feels like, if I could just hold you close, it would go away. As I said, I know everyone makes a big deal out of who you like, and it’s fine you only like girls. I suppose you can’t help it any more than I can’t help liking you.

I do know one thing, and that is that we’re friends. Really good friends. Maybe you can’t love me in the way I love you, and I’ll never get to kiss you silly, or run my fingers through your hair, but I do matter to you. I don’t understand why, but I’ve seen how lonely you can be. That doesn’t hurt as much anymore, because that is something I can help you with. I can be there, I have tried to be there, and maybe I am making it a bit better.

If I were to tell you how I really feel, you wouldn’t want to be my friend anymore, or at least, it wouldn’t be the same, and I think I would hurt you a lot. Maybe I’m being ego… uhm… self-centred. I’m sorry, if I am. But I don’t want to risk hurting you, not even one bit. I think it makes you a bit happy to have me as a friend, maybe. If that is the only way I can make you happy, then that’s the only way I will.

I will love you, and try to make you happy, forever.

With all the love I can feel,


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"It's like a really hard thing versus another really hard thing"

(Anonymous) 2012-06-18 10:00 pm (UTC)(link)
Carolyn blows a complete gasket and fires Douglas for a quite severe case of being Douglas. She refuses to hear arguments, or even speak to him or about him.

Douglas seems blithe about it, and refuses to bend on whatever matter it was that put Carolyn over the edge. He claims he'll be fine and find another job, but everyone who sees him can tell he's not doing well at all.

Martin and Arthur (and Herc or members of the ground crew if the filler wants) conspire to get Carolyn and Douglas reconciled and get Douglas back in the co-pilot's seat, by any means necessary.

TLDR: Carolyn fires Douglas and is stubborn. Douglas is fired by Carolyn and is stubborn. Martin, Arthur and anyone else at Fitton that wants to help are in for a real challenge.

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a quite severe case of being Douglas

If ever there was a reason for sacking someone... ;)

I most definitely second this prompt :)

Circus AU

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 04:02 am (UTC)(link)
Carolyn owns a circus she got in her last divorce. She also acts as ringmaster. Her son, Arthur, is the clown. Douglas works with the animals. Herc and other minor characters make up the rest of the crew. Martin is the brand new aerialist.

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HNNGGG I HAD TO FILL THIS. I am considering continuing.
I couldn't help but make it M/D a tiny bit, sorry! <3
Hope it's not awful. I focused mostly on Martin, so it's a sort of mini-fill.


Douglas had laughed when Carolyn told him that the man standing before him, stumbling and stuttering through his own walk and speech, was going to be their new aerialist.

Douglas was used to the impossible. He had tamed a lion no one had believed could be tamed. He had snapped his whip and roared back in the face of something that could easily rip him apart. He had pressed his head in between rows of glistening tiger's teeth and survived without a scratch. Douglas, a lady and animal man could believe.

But this was just impossible.

This man was lanky and looked about as heavy as a feather, yes, but he was short and clumsy. He'd always thought these types of people were long and graceful and didn't blush and stumble when spoken directly to.

When Douglas burst into laughter, Martin flushed an angry red and snapped at him – stuttering halfway through — and stormed off. Carolyn simply sighed.

"Don't scare him off, Douglas. He's new and I was lucky to find one on such short notice! I'm skeptical, since he apparently spent three years just trying to get his license, but he's here. Anyway, chop chop! Time to practice for the show. Tomorrow will come sooner than you think."

As he opened his mouth to reply, he heard a crash coming from the other side of the circus set-up.



By twenty minute's time, Martin Crieff had been dubbed Skip (Skipper) by Arthur. He followed the man around, asking all sorts of air-related questions. "How do you stay in the air? How do you keep from throwing up? It's really high, isn’t that brilliant?!"

Martin looked pleased – even confident – in the presence of this man who seemed to hold him to the level of a god. It probably helped that everything that came out of his mouth was either a question or "brilliant."

Douglas walked up to the pair wearing jeans and a T-shirt, much too lazy to put on his suited outfit for the show. Martin, however, had on the works; a blue and white-trimmed spandex outfit with a colorful array of blue-tipped feathers sticking out from a belt that wrapped loosely over his shoulders. It would look quite elegant in the air, Douglas assumed. But it was ridiculous.

"Afternoon, chaps. Shall we get going?" Arthur nodded and slipped on the red nose, grinning. Martin swallowed thickly, smiling a bit nervously.

"Yes. You'll be...handling the...beasts?" Martin glanced over towards the caged lion, tiger, and monkey -- along with other various animals -- before he paled a bit.

"Afraid of a little tiger, Martin? And here I thought you were our brave acrobat." He couldn't have sounded more condescending. Martin shot him a glare and in defiance walked up right to the cage in his ridiculous outfit, pushing out a hand. Douglas raised a brow; Martin's eyes were shut tight.

Not even a foot from the lion, it gave a dull purr/roar. Martin squeaked and shot back, running to hide behind Arthur. Douglas was chuckling.

"S-shut up! I'm meant to fly, not pet wild beasts on the ground. That's rather your area," he smirked. Douglas glowered.

"Right, right. We'll see how well that goes." And if he noticed the way Martin bit his lip uncertainly, he didn't comment.


The show was going well. While Martin waited for his part, Carolyn introduced the other two with a loud, clear voice. Arthur ran around and made a general fool of himself, which had Martin in a fit of giggles and Douglas cracking a grin.

When Douglas went up, he was a master; he held himself perfectly still and calm, and when the animals came around he became even more impressive. His very presence was commanding and his movements were completely sure. Douglas held the whole stage in his hands, and Martin swore if the audience weren't captivated by the impressive power-play, he didn't know what would.

Martin kind of hated how it was impossible to hate him.

When it was Martin's turn, he climbed up to the top of the platform to begin the trapeze act; he could already feel his muscles stiffening.

Oh, no.

During school, Martin was amazing. But he was only amazing when he was alone. Otherwise, only really into it, which happened very, very rarely. For some reason, he completely stiffened up at practice with people and couldn't do a damn thing, or he just couldn't get into the groove. Ever. It was what kept him from passing during the final test. They tried to figure out what could get Martin into the “zone,” but nothing seemed to do it. He failed and failed, until one night, when he was able to witness a show to gain experience.

One of the acrobats twisted their leg. The ringleader had let him in a show; there were no other options. With the adrenaline and happiness, he excelled. That was his passing grade, his test.

Now? He couldn't move.


"Seriously, Martin. Way to show us all what you can do!" Sarcasm seemed to be Douglas' main tool of offense.

Martin flushed with deep mortification. He hadn't moved; couldn't move. He'd climbed down and admitted that until the show he couldn't do anything in the air. Carolyn had been pissed, but not nearly as much as Douglas. She wasn't paying him and knew it. Douglas? He was disappointed. He didn't want their show going down the drain.

"How did you even pass your class?" Martin opened his mouth to answer, eyes glued to the floor.

Douglas was glaring at him, and couldn't keep from saying it.

"Or did they pity you that much that they just passed you? I didn't think anyone would stoop so low, but it is you, after all."

Martin's mortification gave way to fury and he raised his head. How dare he. How dare Douglas assume that Martin wasn't capable? He didn't even know him! Martin had spent years practicing every night, every day, spending all his money so he could feel like he was flying, and Douglas went to say that? He knew Douglas was simply mad, but still...!

When he went to speak, Carolyn burst in, breaking the tension. "Arthur set himself on fire, the clot! Douglas; get the extinguisher. Martin, go fetch some clothing. His might be in tatters soon.

Still burning, Martin ran to fetch Arthur's other suit.


A large tent was pulled up, stretching over the wooden platform ring that would hold all the acts. Colorful streamers and balloons decorated the walls, swaying when the wind rushed through the few holes in the tent. The heavy wooden bleachers, slightly bent at an angle, made an arch that circled about half of the ring; enough room for a fairly large audience.

Once it had begun to fill, the sound of chattering and bubbling laughter gave way to a quick drum succession as the show prepared to begin.

"Welcome, ladies and gentlemen!" Carolyn looked fierce in her stunning black dress suit, a small but powerful figure.

A half an hour later, and everything was going well so far. Arthur had run out with pies and water and all sorts of brilliant things, attracting the audience's attention. It was a fair size, and growing larger as time went by. Mostly children and their parents, but a few critical observers were hanging out in the audience.

Carolyn announced Douglas into the ring, and he strode through like he owned the place. The children screamed and reached for the smirking figure. When the lion came out and Douglas snapped the whip, they cheered. Martin's heart caught in his throat as he watched, tears rising. He just wanted the man to like him, for some crazy reason. He wanted him to feel like Martin was right now; breathless and in awe, proud.

An hour later, and everything was going well. Too well. Martin was shaking where he stood. He was going to mess up, he knew it. He was going to fail. They were counting on him, and he wasn't in it. He wasn't in his zone, when everything was perfect and he felt light as air.

Martin climbed the ladder that led to the platform, legs and arms shaking, stomach clenching. Oh God. He wasn't afraid of heights, but of messing up. He could faintly see the colored blue rope that hung from the ceiling and the trapeze bars. Martin swallowed thickly.

When he stood at the top, the audience had become a dull murmur. Everyone was staring at him, trained on his figure. He was the exciting acrobat, the man with invisible wings. Everyone was expecting him to be wonderful and fluid and perfect. They wanted elegance and amazing talent.

Martin felt vertigo, swaying. He couldn't do it. Shit.

Then he spied Douglas. He couldn't really see his face, but he could see his arms pressed into his side, tight, body rigid. No doubt he was laughing at Martin's expense. Anger rose within the aerialist. Martin's head shot up defiantly, and he let go.


Douglas was worried. Martin had been standing there for a good minute and looked white as a sheet. He was going to fuck this up, Douglas just knew. He worried, pacing the floor until Carolyn told him to shut up and stop thinking. If Martin ruined it, they could simply shove him and call it a death-defying stunt. Douglas frowned.

Another few minutes, and hope drained from Douglas. He stared up at the rigid figure, feeling angry and bitter towards the man. He couldn't even move! What kind of acrobat was he? Fists clenched tight, Douglas willed his anger towards Martin.

Then he jumped.

Finally, Douglas sighed, though it was resigned. If he was lucky, Martin would get a few good jumps in.

After a few minutes, Douglas' lips were parted in an 'O' of surprise.

Martin's legs bent forward as he grabbed the trapeze bar, swinging seamlessly in an arch. The rope curved as he went higher, and then Martin was airborne. His body curled and he flipped two times – Douglas held his breath – before he sprung forward and gripped the next bar smoothly.

Martin’s body moved beautifully through the air. His legs spread and pointed with an easy grace, his thin form spinning and curving as he moved. The audience was captivated.

When Martin went for the twin aerial silk ribbons hanging in the middle, he swung forward and gripped them tight, holding himself steady with one and wrapping his leg around the other. Martin then swung around the stage, throwing his head body, legs and arms wrapped tight around the silk. He was sinuous; graceful and as elegant as Douglas could possibly imagine him. His skin seemed to glow as he twisted and moved, striking poses as if he was…well, flying.

It was breathtaking. Martin looked captivated himself, eyes closed and a soft smile on his face.

Douglas realized he owed someone an apology.


Martin had never felt so good. As soon as he jumped from the platform, his body became a single, fluid unit. All of his anxieties disappeared and all that was left was him and the tools that let him fly.

Martin grabbed each rope with ease, stiffening his arms, keeping the rest of his body smooth and sinuous. He forgot to breathe, to open his eyes. He could only feel the gentle caress of the cool air against his heated skin, the gentle slide of silk between his fingers. He twisted and turned his body, the gentle rise and fall of his chest echoing each thump of his heart. Briefly, Martin glanced down and saw Douglas, eyes wide and jaw slack. He grinned. Martin Crieff was flying.

When Martin came down, Douglas was waiting for him, eyes glittering with pride.

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parallel universe

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 04:49 am (UTC)(link)
Martin meets a parallel universe version of himself - a Martin Crieff who's rich - owner of his own airline, graceful, tall and able to pull more stewardesses than Douglas could ever imagine... and unbelievably, terribly lonely in his huge luxurious apartment.

Martin realizes his life is not bad at all, even with the poverty and the two jobs and his lack of height - he has his MJN family, he gets to fly and his budding romance with Douglas whoever the author wants is quite promising.

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Oh. Oh this. Seconded.

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(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 08:38 am (UTC)(link)
The first night Martin, Douglas and Arthur all share a room, two of them discover that the third sleep-wanks. And not just straight to the main event either. Hands running over his own skin, teasing, tweaking nipples, all while making such pleasure noises that even the best porn film-maker could only dream of getting sounds like that, all while completely asleep. It goes on, building for most of an hour before the sleep-wanker finally comes, rolls over and starts snoring, leaving the other two roused and aroused.

No established relationships, no non-con. Anything else goes.


(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 09:08 am (UTC)(link)
Yes! Seconding! This sounds both ...'interesting' let's put it that way, and potentially hilarious to boot.
I need this in my life.


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but why?

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 09:11 am (UTC)(link)
Even at the very best of times, Martin can't understand why anyone would ever care about him.


(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 02:41 pm (UTC)(link)
Whether he discovers he's bi or has known all along, believes his sexuality is fluid, or feels like it explains so much about his failed marriages, or not; I would like Douglas to find himself in a wonderful, happy relationship with a man.

And the rest of MJN's reactions if/when they find out.

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THIS! I'd love to see Douglas happy with an OMC.

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Sky god au

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 03:39 pm (UTC)(link)
Douglas is a sky god, but because he hasn't been worship properly in years, his powers have diminished greatly. Still, he can call thunder and lightning if he wants to.

There are other legends and myths who are still around. Fate, for example. And it's written in her book that it's Martin or Arthur's time to go. Cue Douglas doing his best to cheat Fate.
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Oh please, please, please Douglas cheat her!


(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 05:43 pm (UTC)(link)
Martin has a date. Everyone tries to advise him about dating, and it only makes his panic worse.

Martin is the Captain - and the wrong person recognises it

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 05:56 pm (UTC)(link)
As we all know, Martin gets a massive thrill anytime someone recognises him as the captain instead of assuming that Douglas is - how about a fic where someone uses that to get him into trouble or lure him into danger somehow?

Go as hurt/comfort-y as you want, but please don't forget the comfort!

Re: Martin is the Captain - and the wrong person recognises it

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Considering two of the few people who've recognized him as Captain without needing correction are the airport manager at Douz and Gordon Shappey, this prompt makes perfect sense! Seconding!
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Omegaverse, yes, another one! But this one be different. :D

[personal profile] mscashew 2012-06-19 08:01 pm (UTC)(link)
Yes, another omegaverse prompt. What can I say? I enjoy the males of the fandoms I enjoy having babies. ;D
Anyhoo, on with the prompt!

Such a long prompt, I apologize profusely. D:

Douglas is an omega (ooo, twist!) who has only ever been with betas, except of course, his ex-alpha wife (which, really was a tad of a fluke, as his heat came on earlier than expected whilst in a thankfully, nearly empty pub, save his future alpha wife) that made it possible to have his darling daughter.

Well, now that he's getting on in years (though, spry as ever, thank you very much), he can hear that fertile clock ticking away and realizes that he may only have a couple good heats left. Meaning, Douglas Richardson wants to have another baby before it's too late to do so.

Cue his current beau, the adorable, yet overly frantic, Martin Crieff. . . The beta. The relationship being a bit more new, he brings it up delicately (as delicately as Douglas can) and also brings up that they can choose the alpha donor together, as even though they haven't been together long, he doesn't plan on letting Martin go anytime soon. Martin's reaction surprises him. He doesn't stutter, he doesn't overreact, he doesn't even get a goofy smile at the way Douglas pretty much laid claim over Martin for the long haul. He just gets a look of utter defeat and nods in agreement.

Martin continues this strange behavior of being quiet and despondent for a while, it especially being worse when Douglas brings up anything baby related.

Douglas finally confronts Martin about it (asking if he wants a baby at all and so forth). The result surprising Douglas once again: Martin bursting into tears. After some comforting (and maybe a bit of cuddling and holding), Martin finally answers, which leaves Douglas just speechless:

"I-I know I'm not the ideal mate, a-and I know we haven't been together terribly long. But, but Douglas. . . I would think you'd at least want to have a baby with your own alpha."


-Douglas is an omega who wants another baby.
-Martin being Martin, of course gets mistaken as being a beta rather than the alpha he is really quite often, just like with being captain (yes, even his beau Douglas mixes him up, poor Martin)

So, hooray! Hurt/comfort sort of thing a little bit, maybe? I s'pose (Martin feeling crushed for a while that Douglas wouldn't want his baby, you know), hmm??? And lovey dovey feelings, and baby planning, and all that fun shtuff that comes with these type of fics. :D

Also, if someone decides to fill this, well . . . I'd like it if it wouldn't be so . . . Alpha/Omega/Beta world. . . type...y? I hope you know what I mean. Like with omegas being treated like lower class citizens, you know? That bugs me a smidgen with omegaverse (and I know it can be a big part, but lets not have that, shall we?). Like, this fic, I think is a good example: No one is being forced to do anything and they seem more in their right mind, and . . . yes (I love this fic, it's one of my favorites :D)

Bonus points if Arthur is beyond thrilled about Douglas wanting a baby (and wants to be called 'Uncle Artie' ;D).

And yes. . . You can decide if there be smexy times or not, I'm not picky (they can be fun, of course, yes, but I quite like reading about everything in between as well ;) ).

I know, long prompt, but, it's been in my head for a long while, and I don't have time to write it. D: So. . . help a gal out? <3

Thanks for reading my incredibly long prompt! <3 *coughandhopefullysomeonefillscough* :)

And, I hope it's an okay prompt. *nervous* ^^;
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Re: Omegaverse, yes, another one! But this one be different. :D

[personal profile] tiwtin 2012-06-19 08:58 pm (UTC)(link)
Seconding with fury.

When the apple finally falls...

(Anonymous) 2012-06-19 09:40 pm (UTC)(link)
Something bad happens that forces Arthur to "grow-up" suddenly. Maybe Carolyn gets sick and he has to take over MJN Air, or something equally traumatic and stressing. The situation has to be so that he starts acting like Gordon, thinking that is the way a responsible business man should act. Surprisingly, he might even get MJN Air working better than ever, but allienates his friends and is incredibly unhappy. Arthur being Arthur, he can't hold the act for long, especially with Martin and Douglas struggling to get him back to his old self.

Re: When the apple finally falls...

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ohhh Arthur! seconded!