Prompting Post V

[cabinpres_fic]

Please see the most recent MOD NOTE and ADDENDUM

(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.

FILLING GUIDELINES

As you probably all know - our meme now has it's very own database created and maintained by the great Enigel. It both catalogues each and every prompt that we post and provides links to fills. You can find it here: Google Spreadsheet

We also have a Pinboard archive which has been put in place by the lovely oxfordtweed in the place of our late Delicious Archive. This Archive contains a list of all the prompts this meme has to offer - you can find it here: Pinboard Archive

This is a great step forward in making our meme just a little more organised (but not too organised of course. This is Cabin Pressure) which is always a good thing.

So in order to make things easier to archive - Please nest your fills.

This can be done by either posting each part as a reply to that part's immediate predecessor, OR by replying each time to Part I OR - well you get the idea :D

It makes it simpler for Enigel and myself to link fills in a clean and clear manner. Following these guildelines will be very much appreciated guys :D

REPROMPTING

Reprompting is allowed but please include the URL of the original prompt when you do so. It will make it infinitely more easy to Archive which would make both Enigel and I very happy :)

As for everything else

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NEW - If your fill includes a major element that veers from the original prompt (crossovers, established universes, kinks, et cetera), please take a few moments to check with the OP that such additions are welcome. This has caused problems in the past and it only takes a few moments of your time.

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REALLY IMPORTANT ADDENDUM

According to numerous Child Safety laws it is illegal to provide pornographic material to minors. Seeing that the majority of the stuff we have here is rather adult in nature, this Meme is consequently an 18+ zone. Failing to comply to this rule could result in the Meme getting shut down. So if you're here and you're under 18 please back button now.

+ Please do not post anything regarding minors in a sexual situation. It really doesn't matter how tasteful or crass it is, there are laws that classify that sort of thing as child pornography and as such, I'm afraid we're going to have to go with the attitude that safe is better than sorry.

It really is VERY important that these rules are upheld as the consequences are severe.

Other than that - go crazy guys. Any problems please just message me and I'll try my best to work it out.



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Comments

Before they were pilots

[(Anonymous)]

Because I'm a sucker for these kind of fics, Douglas has met each member of MJN before they were members of MJN. And Herc, because I'd like to see Herc in there too and we know that they know each other from way back when.

How did the meetings go? Do any of them remember?

The only thing I'd love to see is one of these pre-MJN meetings be whilst he's a medical student in a hospital, but the rest are up to the Author!

Elegant Martin

[(Anonymous)]

Obviously, we all see Martin as this adorably bumbling, awkward person. But there has to be something he just does with absolute grace. Something unexpected, like dancing or playing the violin, but something he does beautifully because he just lets go and doesn't fret over anything for once. And as this is Martin, he gets caught doing his hobby (which he never told anyone about because it was just for himself?) by someone in MJN (who finds it sexy?).

Fill: Requiem for a Dream

[wvrambler]

Written in the comment box after reading the prompt. Wasn't able to fit in the sexy part, bot hope OP likes anyway.

Was listening to this YouTube video while writing: http://www.youtube.com/watch?v=gH-Tbr9XH8g&list=PL47C64E7B35C7D3A2&index=88&feature=plpp_video

Martin wandered around the lobby of the hotel that Carolyn had booked them into. Naturally it was a dive, but once it looked like it had been a very fine hotel that had fallen on hard times. He noticed a hallway leading to somewhere lighter than the shadowed lobby and headed down it. As he entered the room, his breath caught at the incredible view. The hotel was situated on the edge of a sea cliff, and the large room he was in boasted one entire glass wall. He could see the waves pounding the rocks below.

He stared for several minutes, then looked around the room. Clearly, during the hotel's heyday, it had been a sitting room. It still held several groupings of furniture, chairs and sofas arranged around tables. A closed up bar was against the back wall and a few feet away was an old grand piano. Martin smiled at the sight of it. His grandmother had taught him to play classical piano when he was a boy and he still practiced whenever he could.

He walked over to it, raised the lid and played a few scales. It was a little out of tune, but didn't sound too bad. He quickly glanced around to make sure that no one was around, sat down on the bench and began to play.

Mozart's Requiem for a Dream had been his grandmother's favorite song and as the music washed over him he remembered her hands over his, guiding him in the making of beautiful music. He had always been happiest when he was staying with her; she didn't demand that he try to be anything but himself. With her, he had just been Martin. It had been incredibly liberating and now, as he played what he would always think of as her song, that same sense of freedom washed over him. He threw himself into the music, not caring who might see or hear. All that mattered was the keys under his fingers.

As the song, climaxed, then drew to a close, he heard a faint sound nearby. Someone was trying to breath quietly, and not doing a very good job. Martin turned around to see Arthur standing behind him, breathing hard, tears falling down his cheeks and a huge grin on his face. Douglas and Carolyn were standing behind Arthur, eyes wide. Martin started to tense, then relaxed again. He would not be ashamed of what his grandmother had taught him. He gave a slight smile and asked "Well, what did you think?"

Witchy

[(Anonymous)]

Witch trials are in full swing and everybody left and right are being accused. Douglas is the best witch hunter out there.

Gordon accuses Carolyn of being a witch, and in turn, Arthur is accused as well. They both decide to run and hire good friend, Martin to help them.

But do they have any chance of outwitting Douglas?

Mini-fill

[(Anonymous)]

"Keep your head low," Carolyn commanded.

Arthur did as he was told, bending down until the knees of his trousers were coated in mud. On any other day, Carolyn would have berated him for getting his clothes dirty- she hated doing laundry- but now she couldn't give two hoots. When the whole country was looking for you and your son, clean clothes were low on the priority list.

Carolyn waited just long enough for the patrol of men to walk by. Grasping Arthur's hand, she held up a finger to signal to him to stay quiet.

Arthur curled his lips into his mouth and bit down.

Carolyn smiled at him. She turned back and quickly scanned the areas. Seeing no one, she dashed forward, pulling Arthur behind her. They ran until they got to the next alleyway, pausing only briefly to catch their breath. "Are you okay, Arthur?"

"I'm fine, mum." He sounded like he meant it.

Once their brief thirty second rest was over, she and Arthur ran again, dodging and weaving through the small city of Otterly Saint Mary. There were so many patrols out, Carolyn was worried she might be pushed too far from her destination from all the detours she was forced to take.

It took a great deal of time, but eventually she came upon the house she was looking for. She pounded on the door. "Herc!" She whispered feverishly. "Herc, let us in!"

He opened the door. "Carolyn?"

Carolyn forced her way past him, dragging Arthur behind her. "Close the door!"

Herc did as he was told, frowning at the command. "Good Lord, what's going on?"

Carolyn pulled back her hood, breathing in a sigh of relief. She didn't answer him immediatly, instead she turned around to pull back Arthur's hood.

Her fifteen year old son blinked up at her. "I'm okay, mum." He said grinning a bit. "Really."

"Carolyn..." Herc urged.

"Can we stay here, tonight?" Carolyn asked, ignoring his prompt. "If the answer's no, then we're going."

She puffed out her chest as she said this. She meant what she said, but Herc could see the strain it took for her to say it. She had bags under her eyes, her hair was a mess and she lost weight. She looked like hell.

Arthur was no better. He was downright filthy. His feet were soaked with wet mud and his hair was plastered down on his head with sweat.

The paused caused Carolyn to grip Arthur's hand tightly. She expected Herc to say no.

"Of course you can stay, you silly woman," he finally said "You and Arthur can sleep in the spare bedroom upstairs."

Carolyn let her shoulders drop. "Thank you," she said wearily, as if the request took all her strength.

()

Arthur was sleeping soundly for the first time in five days. Not hard to imagine given he hadn't slept in a proper bed in over a week. It didn't help every time either of them laid their head to rest, they were immediately awaken by the noise of patrol men, forcing them to flee their hidden spot.

Carolyn stroked Arthur's hair. He snuggled closer into her hand.

"Dear, heart," she mused fondly. She pulled the blanket up closer to his chin, then rose from her seat. Taking one last glance at Arthur's sleeping form, she closed the door to the room behind her.

Downstairs, Herc was waiting for her at the kitchen table with a cup of tea. "Care to explain what is going on?" He asked smoothly.

When she hesitated, he groaned out, "Oh, for goodness sake, Carolyn, sit down. You look like you're going to fall over. Come, sit, and drink this. It'll make you feel better."

Usually she would have told him where he could put that tea of his, but good Lord, did it smell good. The taste was even better. She groaned when she took a deep sip. "Oh, that's good."

Herc pulled out a bottle of whisky. "Irish tea always is," he said as he poured a generous amount into her cup. "Now, what's wrong? Why do you and Arthur look like fugitives?"

Carolyn sighed tiredly into her cup. There was no point in beating around the bush. "Arthur got accused of witchcraft two weeks ago."

Herc barked out a laugh, earning him a glare. "Come on, that's... Arthur? The boy wouldn't hurt a fly!"

"Of course he wouldn't. The fly would outwit him. But you know how Arthur is. He likes to talk to animals, likes to pretend he's flying... it wasn't long before someone decided his eccentricism might be a ploy from the devil."

"Hogwash," Herc hissed in disgust. "Is that why you're here? Surely there was a trial-"

Carolyn slammed down her tea angrily. "Trial? Torture, you mean! Burning his arms to determine how fast he heals, throwing him in the lake to see if he floated or not? He was damned the moment they accused him!"

"Then what about Gordon? Surely his money and influence could have helped-"

"Who do you think I went to first?" Carolyn hissed, closing her eyes. She wasn't going to cry about this. Not now. "He sold us out, Herc. His own son. I knew he was a bastard but I didn't know he was such... a bastard!"

"Put so very eloquently."

"I can't-" Carolyn ran her hands over her face. She hated begging, she hated it, but it was for Arthur. It will always be for Arthur. "Herc, I know I'm asking for a lot, but I need your help. I literally have no where else to go-"

"Carolyn, you can't stay here. No, don't, don't look like that. I have too many gossiping neighbors. You'll be outted before the week is up. And I do not have enough influence in this town to keep you and Arthur safe."

She wasn't going to cry. She wasn't. "Then what else can I do?"

Herc was quiet for a long time. Then his eyes lit up. "Fitton." He declared.

"Fitton?"

"Yes," he got up from his seat, going to his library. He pulled out a rolled map. "Fitton, here," he said as he rolled out the scroll and pointing to the destination. "There is a church there, you can ask for sanctuary."

"A chruch? Herc-"

"I know, I know, but trust me on this. I know the priest there, Carl. Decent bloke, he'll keep you safe."

As much as Carolyn trusted Herc, that was still putting too much faith on chance. It made her insides sick to know how much she was gambling here. To keep her face from showing how desvestated she felt, she looked down on the map.

Lord, it looked as if it would take nearly a month's travel just to get there. The distance between Otterly Saint Mary and Fitton was stupidly big. "I-I am not sure I will be able to find my way," she admitted.

"Don't worry, I'll send word to get you a guide." He rolled up the map. "You should get your rest. You might need to leave as soon as possible."

"Herc," Carolyn started. So far, he hadn't asked her for any type of payment. No man she had ever known did this all for free. "I... is there something you want?"

He raised an eyebrow at her. "Want?"

"In exchange. For your help."

"Why, what are you offering?"

Did he really have to make her say it? Slowly, Carolyn raised a hand to the front of her blouse. She undid the straps.

Herc grasped her hand, stopping her. "Not that I'm not flattered," he grinned. "But these walls are not that thick. I really do not look forward to waking your son with our... activities."

She had to seal the deal. "Herc-"

He kissed her hand. "There. That's my payment for now. Get to Fitton, Carolyn. Once I know you're safe, then we can talk about the rest."

Art Prompt

[(Anonymous)]

Sad!Douglas, gazing mournfully into a mug of tea. Perhaps after Helena left?


and maybe someone who sees without him noticing?

Re: Art Prompt

[still_not_ginger]

I wish I could draw. Seconded!

Six times Martin failed, and one time he passed

[(Anonymous)]

Martin versus each go at the CPL exam.

Eating Disorder!Martin

[(Anonymous)]

"I live on toast and pasta - sometimes, for a treat, I have a baked potato!"

When Martin blurted that out, he wasn't just referring to how little money he had. He liked to pretend that that was the only reason why he hardly ate. But even if he won the lottery the next day, his diet wouldn't change.

Re: Eating Disorder!Martin

[threepipeproblm.livejournal.com]

I am really tempted to fill this. Give me a few hours?

[(Anonymous)]

Martin makes really sexy sounds when you feed him cake.

Everybody starts feeding him cake and staring.

[citruspocket]

Oh, god. I can practically hear him.
Yes, yes, seconded.

Body worship

[(Anonymous)]

Douglas and Martin are starting a relationship.
Both are very insecure about their own bodies (yes, Douglas, too, with age finally catching up and whatnot) but they think each other perfect.
So, I’d love a scene where they’re in bed, worshipping each other’s bodies by touch but also - most importantly - vocally.

Re: Body worship

[tracionn.livejournal.com]

Yes yes yes!! I love the insecurity so very much, mostly beacuse the other partner will talk it aways sweetly and lovingly.
Yes please!!! So very very seconded.

Martin/OFC, opposites attract

[(Anonymous)]

The new engineer at the Fitton airfield is a woman, with a motorcycle, tattoos, all the classic 'bad girl' accoutrements, and she has a marked fancy for a certain ginger pilot.

To everyone's surprise, they get on very well together.

warning: drugging, non-con suicide

[(Anonymous)]

When they land in a country with few red haired people and a poor healthcare infrastructure, through sheer bad luck, Martin is drugged with a drug that causes extreme suicidal impulses and depression.

Arthur and Douglas have no idea it's a drug causing Martin's sudden downturn, and spend the whole night trying to convince Martin he had something to live for and keeping Martin from killing himself by any desperate means necessary.

In the morning, the drug wears off, and Martin remembers everything. Aftermath and H/C as well please.

Re: warning: drugging, non-con suicide

[(Anonymous)]

I don't understand, no red haired people? Is this a drug that interacts with red hair? Because I don't think drugs work like that.

Hiccups

[(Anonymous)]

Douglas has hiccups. Martin reacts in a Martiny way. Because of reasons

schoolboy kink

[(Anonymous)]

Detention with Professor Richardson -- someone's been naughty.

[A professor/schoolboy AU w/ spanking or paddling. Fingering and assteasing. Fucking preferred. Option on knees blowjob or not allowed to come.]

Re: schoolboy kink

[citruspocket]

Hnnnng. Seconded. *stands in corner and waits for fill*

M/D separation

[(Anonymous)]

Martin and Douglas spend most of their time together. They wake up together in the same bed, go to the same airfield, fly the same plane, and then come back together to the same house. There are brief moments of separation, when one of them flies solo, Martin goes out for drinks with Martin Davenport or Douglas goes to visit his daughter, but over the years of their working together and then being in a relationship, they got used to the fact that the other is always close - and they wouldn't have it any other way.

However, during one of the single pilot flights, one of them gets stranded alone (or with Carolyn/Arthur) in a foreign country - Gertie breaks down, Eyjafjallajökull erupts again, air travel is temporarily forbidden due to some political reasons - and begins to realize just how much one can miss their husband/partner/boyfriend. Cue angsty phone calls, nervous twitching at every bit of relevant news, heartbreaking moments when the other side of the bed turns out to be empty etc... And then, desperate reunion sex?

Re: M/D separation

[(Anonymous)]

Oh that's great. So sweet, with hot potential xD

Seconded!

(Although, when I read the name of the volcano the first time, I thought it was a keyboard mash orz)

Carolyn's sharpening her knives

[(Anonymous)]

someone's gotten fem!Arthur pregnant

And it's not that both Martin and Douglas are unhappy about it, it's just given the nature of their relationship, neither of them are precisely certain who the father is.

(stupid cheap condoms!)

Re: Carolyn's sharpening her knives

[citruspocket]

I'm in love. With this prompt.
Please someone fill this.

Fun Fail!Sex

[(Anonymous)]

Arthur/Martin fail!sex where they both end up giggling and having ridiculous amounts of fun. Losing the condom in the sheets, too much lube making everything too slippery and firing the vibrator halfway across the room, bursting a pillow. Whatever, as long as they both have fun :)


Bonus points if it's a total revelation to Martin that sex can be so ridiculous and silly and yet still so BRILLIANT!

Re: Fun Fail!Sex

[still_not_ginger]

Seconded!!

5+1?

[(Anonymous)]

Arthur is a panromantic asexual who isn't interested in sex at all. He's had some good relationships, but they all end the same way.

Except for the one that didn't.

(No Arthur/Douglas)

Omegaverse mpreg

[(Anonymous)]

We all know who the real alpha dog at MJN is.

Carolyn knocks up Herc.

Does Herc (try to) subject Carolyn to endless hours of opera with the argument that it'll make their baby smarter? Does Carolyn torrent Herc with stuffed sheep? Do they argue over Herc's protein intake? Does Douglas share anecdotes about how he was the best bearer ever with his own daughter? Does Martin regale everyone with best pregnancy practices?

Bonus: the cabin omega, Arthur is pregnant as well (Martin? Airheaded heir(ess)? George?). He and Herc are pregnant besties. Carolyn is terrifyingly territorial of both.

Alt. Bonus: Martin knocks up Douglas (who's luck was in play there up to anon). Pregnant SkyGod one up-mom-ship and comparing/contrasting/commiserating Carolyn and Martin.

Re: Omegaverse mpreg

[linguini17]

I think omega!Herc and omega!Douglas together would explode my head. In a completely welcome way, mind you.

'Sorry!'

[(Anonymous)]

Possibly based on recent bedroom antics of my own.

Martin blurts out apologies when he orgasms. Go down the silly route (with me, it was because it had taken me completely by surprise, and was a bit sooner than I'd hoped for, & my partner started laughing because i was stuck in an apology loop which then made me laugh and so on) or the angstier route if that's what you'd prefer.

Although I'm hoping for sillier. And yes, bonus points for getting him stuck in an apology loop too. 'Sorry!' 'You're apologising for coming?' 'Yes. Sorry.' 'Please stop apologising.' 'Right. Sorry. God. Sorry. I mean... Sorry for saying sorry. Er.'

Re: 'Sorry!'

[(Anonymous)]

I love that prompt!! It would be so Martin to do that and my heart and mind would love to read that.

16 billion

[(Anonymous)]

Martin and Douglas wake up one morning to find they're the only people in the world.

There are no bodies. No signs of violence or panic. Everybody is just gone.

Re: 16 billion

[(Anonymous)]

*shivers*

Seconded!

Twilight Zone Crossover

[(Anonymous)]

Nightmare at 20,000 feet happens aboard Gerti.


RTYI's welcome if someone has already done this.

Counter to History...

[(Anonymous)]

Gertie gets hijacked.


By an otter.

Re: Counter to History...

[(Anonymous)]

Putting his species on the hijacking danger list? He otter be ashamed of himself.

Seconded XD

Coffeeshop AU

[(Anonymous)]

Martin/Douglas. Because every ship needs it.

Martin as adorable awkward barista? Douglas as that irritatingly charming customer that keeps hitting on him? Carolyn as shop owner with Arthur as clean-up crew?

Re: Coffeeshop AU

[(Anonymous)]

I need this, because of reasons.

Russian Roulette TW: Possible Death

[(Anonymous)]

Martin and Douglas are kidnapped and forced to play a cruel game of Russian Roulette* until one of them dies.
Up to author if it will be a death fic or not.

*Russian Roulette is where you have a chambered gun and one bullet. After each time the trigger is pulled, the chamber is spun around, so there is no knowing when the only bullet will be fired.

Re: Russian Roulette TW: Possible Death

[lunard136.livejournal.com]

That would be so mean! I'm... seconding...? Can one second part of a prompt? 'Cause... yeah.

Don't blame me. I voted for Kodos.

[(Anonymous)]

Established regular human couple Martin and Douglas are kidnapped by aliens, who want to breed humans for some reason.

Re: Don't blame me. I voted for Kodos.

[(Anonymous)]

Seconding! The aliens might have a long wait unless they're planning on retrofitting one of them with a uterus, though!

Martin lacking self worth

[(Anonymous)]

Growing up, Martin's father was verbally abusive. He ridiculed Martin for everything from his ginger curly hair, his build, glasses when he was a teen, his lack of friends (girl or otherwise), etc.

Now, 10 years later, he still only sees the faults in himself and can't understand how Douglas can possibly find him attractive. So he freaks out a bit when Douglas voices his interest/makes a pass at him, thinking it is just some cruel joke.

Cue days/weeks later when Douglas finally convinces Martin he is serious about his attraction and Douglas points out everything that is right with Martin (preferably while undressing him on a bed)...

...Sorry, long prompt is long!

Re: Martin lacking self worth

[tracionn.livejournal.com]

Ah, don't be sorry. Wonderful prompt is wonderful and I'll always second low-self-esteem-Martin and Douglas-convices-him-lovingly prompts.
I love that dynamic most about this pairring.