Iâve started a drawing challenge where I draw everyday for 100 days! This is day five! Arthur Shappey from Cabin Pressure, who is absolutely brilliant!
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Iâve started a drawing challenge where I draw everyday for 100 days! This is day five! Arthur Shappey from Cabin Pressure, who is absolutely brilliant!
Cabin Pressure Challenge | @cabinpressurechallenge Prompt:Â âAvoid thinking of envelopesâ (and this is all I can think about when I try and avoid very, very hard to think about any envelopes at all)
Drawn because I just had to try to depict this after watching the Christmas episode of Cabin Pressure.
Deck the halls with Martinâs brollyâŠ
Gifs Iâd use to death if Cabin Pressure had been a TV show
feel free to add to the list
Every iteration of Arthur saying BRILLIANT
Martinâs 5-fold âfineâ-fest
The Carolyn Knapp-Shappey Eyerollâąïž, which you know would have been a thing
Douglas's casual-yet-fancy hand flourishes for when he presented the solution to everyone's problems
A BAKED POTATO!!!
âHere I am, donât step on me.â
The entire gifset of Herc and Douglasâs smoothtalk showdown
All of Arthurâs facial expressions in Limerick
All of Arthurâs facial expressions, full stop
âWhat a delicious metaphysical conundrum.â
ITâS NOT PUCCINI!!!
Carolynâs warning look
Douglasâs challenge eyebrow
âIâm not crying. Your smoke got in my eye.â
Arthurâs bow to the King of Liechtenstein
Martin, worldâs least successful juggler, dropping one (1) apple. I feel that in my soul and by god what would I give to see that giffed.
Everything in the notes, plus all versions of carolyn saying "i don't care", "there shall be buns for tea", and "behold the fabulist"
âWhat fresh hell is this?â
Martinâs panic attacks when Douglas does something risky. Especially the Qikiqtarjuag polar bear extravaganza.
Oh! Arthurâs TEN MILLION POUNDS accompanied by (I assume) jumping from his seat and waving his hands in the air... that would take the place, for me, of the âtake my money!â gifs/memes
Martin's ears going red when he tells Theresa he had an idea in bed last night and she replies "I remember ".
[first day as a pilot]
me: (looking down nervously) what are all these buttons for
co-pilot: they keep your shirt closed
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Happy happy Christmas all! Sorry Iâm not around much these days - turns out this motherhood malarkey is somewhat time-consuming đ hope youâre all well and happy and wishing you all a terrific 2019 x
My kink is Douglas calling Martin âdarlingâ in fics because you just KNOW HE WOULD ALL THE TIME OK
âPlease could you request a weather report Douglas?â
âYes darlingâ
âCaptain, Douglas.â
âYes, Captain darling.â
A present for @unionjackpillow. Thank you for all the likes und liebe GrĂŒĂe in den Norden ^_^
Cabin Pressure - Paris
âI decided early on there would be no mention of the S word, or indeed the H word, still less the âE, MDWâ phrase. But that didnât mean there couldnât be, maybe, a couple of sly references⊠Benedict was an incredibly good sport about it all, especially given the audience was full of Sherlock fans. Though he did give me quite a look at the first read-through when we got to âWow, Skip! Youâre just like Miss Marple!â â
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Short clip from Keep Calman Carry On, where John Finnemore and Susan Calman gasp over old books in a library. (full episode)
Give me the forbidden footage of Herc and Carolyn getting drunk together
Drabble #410
X: anxiety
âCalm down, Martin.â
That was a phrase that had pursued him throughout most of his childhood. Heâd become so used to it that it barely came through to him as an instruction anymore: it was just white noise, contributing uselessly to the clamour of the world that was often too bright, too loud, and too disorganised to be reasoned with.
MJN, he sometimes thought, was doing its utmost to desensitise him to its own particular brand of chaos. Maybe one day it would succeed.
But not today.
âIâll calm down,â Martin yelled, âWhen weâre flying the right way up again!â
could you write some marlas cuddling?
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Light is filtering in through the open curtains, and Douglas awakens blearily to a patch of sun directly shining into his eyes. He grunts softly, bringing one hand up to block the bright ray of light, and he glances down. Martin is clinging to Douglas where he lies on his back, one skinny leg clumsily tangled with Douglasâ own, his right arm thrown over Douglasâ belly, his face mashed against Douglasâ chest. Douglas can feel his soft inhalations and exhalations, feel the air rushing through the silver hairs on Douglasâ chest.Â
Oh, how Martin had first delighted to see them, running his hands through them and saying, âWhat, you donât dye these as well?â
âMartin,â Douglas murmurs against the thick mess of ginger curls, smelling faintly of his own honey and ginger shampoo. There is no movement, and Douglas can feel the sun heating the backs of his fingers and his hand. âMartin.â Nothing. Martinâs breathing remains even, and he doesnât so much as stir.
Douglas rolls his eyes.
Of course it would come to this.
âCaptain,â Douglas says, and Martinâs head jolts up. His pointy little chin stabs sharp against Douglasâ chest, and he looks around with bleary blue eyes.
âHuh?â
âI need to close the curtains.â
âCurtains? But itâsââ Martin squints at the window, and he groans softly. âBut Iâm so warm.â
âEvery day has its dark clouds,â Douglas retorts, and he shoves the young man off him. Martin flops onto his back like a dead fish, and Douglasâ lip twitches as he moves up, shoving the curtains closed. Ah, black-out curtains! Thatâs the stuff!
Sliding back into bed, he wraps his body around Martinâs, relishing the warmth of him - heâs putting on a little weight, in the past few months, and while heâs still skinny, he no longer feels quite so emaciated, and Douglas can no longer count his ribs when he drags a broad palm up Martinâs side.Â
âMmm, thatâs better,â Martin mumbles, dragging Douglasâ arm around him and interlinking their fingers. Douglas chuckles quietly against the back of his neck, and he lets Martin pull the sheet over them again.Â
cabin pressure theater au has always been a love of mine, but iâve always thought of it like, a small community theater where they do their own productions and the like. everything from picking shows to perform and buying the rights, to building sets and setting lights. so there are the variations where martin is a technical director or actor or stage manager and douglas is directing the show or the music director, etc etc
but now iâm thinking about a theater au where its just a theater thatâs a venue. like, they just rent the space out to shows/concerts/screenings/etc. carolyn as the owner/manager/ceo, douglas as the front of house manager, martin as the backstage manager, arthur in charge of ushers or something. they have this small old theater thatâs a little rundown, but its quaint and has personality and they get a good bit of business wanting to use the space and like,
i just really love a cabin pressure theater au