#penflicks

[theyhaveacavetroll]

I can probably visualise scenes from most your fics. admiral hen seed, the snow ball fight of 'my honour as a gentleman', James playing with Toadstool with the piece of cold braid to get his ribbon back, Charles and Madi and the Turtles

Yay! Thank you!

I really, really love bitty Thomas and James verse and I need to do more fic in that universe just for fluff reasons. And also for “I’m not a child, I’m a Charles!”

[icpe]

Do you think you could draw Daud giving his whalers teddy bears? I have a blood test coming up and I'm trying not to think about it

[justdaudthings]

penflicks replied to your post “~*~ mistrusting neat handwriting ~*~”

I know this is probably so unlikely. But I like the idea that Daud has neat handwriting, and his logic follows that he wouldn't trust himself therefore no one with neat handwriting can be trusted because he knows the effort that goes into getting it that neat

okay but this is also a fucking fantastic possibility? 100% i would believe this kind of daud logic, and it seems like a fun line of thought to explore and run with!

look all daud handwriting thoughts are (or at least can be? idk) good handwriting thoughts, this is a fact.

on which note, if anyone wants to share thoughts on daud’s handwriting (or any whaler’s handwriting?), please do!

[beanabouttown]

My mum finds James boring because he 'makes too many speeches'

?????????? too many????????? not possible 

[ravelqueen]

Please tell me more about the elaborate au you posted about. I'm intrigued

OK FRIEND YOU ASKED FOR IT THIS IS GONNA BE LONG: 

(caveat this is not as well thought out as my other 10 unwritten AU’s...i.e. I cannot yet write a whole treatise on this)

So, basically what I was thinking is this: 

Modern times, in which late-twenties/early thirties Thomas is a promising junior professor on the best track of achieving tenure. He’s been celebrating this exciting development of not being dependent on his aristocratic disapproving father’s money by going out and getting fucked a lot.

The newest kink he’s indulging in is getting a bit of rough trade - basically going down to the docks, dressed as innocently as possible and then getting fucked roughly in random alley-ways.

 (Sometimes people offer him money and he takes it because really people thinking him a prostitute adds an extra kick  and who is he to tell people not to pay him for something he was gonna do anyway. Miranda doesn’t care per-se, but she’s still not paying for brunch with that money)

Anyway on one of those lovely evenings out (where he’s opted to dress as innocently, young and definitely in the wrong neighbourhood as possible, because LARPing as an inexperienced youngster way over his head is not weird, Miranda, shut up) he runs into Officer McGraw.

Officer McGraw is an up-and-coming talent, very far advanced up the chain for his mere 25, at that point coming home from duty to go to one of the only places he can afford in London i.e. a really fucking bad neighbourhood, and look the only thing he can see is this wispy, blonde, rich(?) kid clearly way over his head, what with that burly, drunk sailor advancing on him in an alleyway.

So he goes in, scares him off, gets a good look at blonde kid after which he tells himself to ignore how much he’s his type.

“Are you ok, kid.” the guys says roughly. Thomas can’t help the raised eyebrow, because he’s pretty sure he’s older - he’s gotten good at gauging ages what with the grads and undergrads he’s teaching, but decides to play along, because after all that is what he’s here for. Might as well get a bit more fun out of the night.

“Oh yes, Officer.” and he only has to try a little for the breathlessness in his voice, because the guy has moved a bit so that the light from the street illuminates his face and pretty, just wow 

“Ok, um, do you want to press charges against that guy, or...?” and he’s clearly uncomfortable with the whole situation, though it’s unclear if it’s the gay thing or something else. Nonetheless, he’s still here, standing in something approximating parade rest, screaming former military to all the world.

Thomas is captivated, he can’t help himself. Though his brain comes online enough to do some damage control for the poor guy caught in the crossfire here. 

“Oh! Um, no, he’s- it wasn’t - “ he hopes he’s not overdoing this, but he needs Officer Redhead (Oh God), to understand that the guy really did nothing wrong (well aside from being maybe a bit too eager to believe Thomas was 20. He knows he can make himself look young, but really), while not breaking out of character, because there is a delicious blush spreading on the other man’s face at every breathless mutter or artful flutter of hands and it’s just delightful.

“I mean,” he says in a bit stronger voice, wondering how he’ll react to that “I asked him to be here.”

“Oh.” The officer is clearly surprised, but his blush darkens even further and dear Mary, his complexion really is that nice. “I mean, ok, I guess.” and he’s clearly done with this whole situation, already turning away. 

It’s about what Thomas expected and he’s ready to write the whole situation off, nice eyecandy and all. But instead the officer stops himself at the last minute, clearly fighting with himself.

“Maybe next time find a nicer place. You deserve better.” And with that he’s out of the alley, down the street, the wide even stride of a military man.

Thomas leans back against the alleyway, pulling himself to his normal height, feeling a silly smile across his face and can’t help himself being totally and hopelessly charmed.

At which point Thomas cannot get Officer Adorable out of his head (Miranda is very patient) and starts trying to find out who he is, where he’s patrolling (I haven’t gotten as far as researching Scotland Yard, but I’d think he’s like on track to become detective or whatever so he wouldn’t be patroling, but Thomas doesn’t know that).

when that doesn’t work he basically tries getting into compromising situations close to where they met. At which point they do stumble into each other, but James is not very forth-coming with any actual information about himself.

He’s only moving on from being concerned to being annoyed v fast at this kid who clearly keeps getting into these situations on purpose and one day he’s going to get arrested for public indecency, basically (still his type though)

Until one day he actually *is* arrested (either for public indecency or soliciting in a public place). Which is how James finds out that the “kid” is 5 years older than him and also a junior-prof with that one policitcal philosophy book that’s been talk-show fodder for months now (like every other he’s published)

AND THEN SMTH SMTH MAYBE HE NEEDS TO SOLVE A CASE ON CAMPUS OR WHATEVER AND THEN FALLING IN LOVE AND PINING AND LOTS OF SEX GOODBYE

[khazadspoon]

Are you still doing prompts? Post series Thomas buying James earrings

“Here,” Thomas said with a grin, “I found something in town today.”

In his hand were two pairs of studs. One were bright gold, though most likely painted rather than made of the metal, and the other… There were gemstones in them. Emerald in colour, probably not much more than green glass but they were stunning in their own right. 

James felt a surge of love, deep affection unfiltered by time or distance, thrum through him. He took the studs and examined them with the eye of a lover as opposed to simply one who received a gift. He saw… He saw how Thomas saw him; precious, beautiful and eye-catching but simple and knowable. A laugh echoed through the small entrance hall of their home and Thomas frowned slightly. 

“What? What is it?” He asked, a hint of insecurity in his tone. 

James shook his head and drew him into a kiss, wrapping his arms around Thomas and squeezing him tight until there was naught but clothing between them. “You’re beautiful, and I love you, that’s all,” he said with a laugh, pressing his face to Thomas’ neck and feeling the sun-kissed warmth of his skin. 

He passed one of the green studs to Thomas and turned his head. Thomas carefully put the earring through the small hole in his ear and fastened it, his fingers steady as he did. James hummed as his lover’s hand drifted down his neck. 

“How does it look?” He asked. 

Thomas made a hungry sound, leaning to kiss the shell of James’ ear. “Roguishly dashing, love; and the colour brings out your eyes, if I may say so…”

“You may,” James responded. 

He took Thomas’ hand and lead him to their bedroom, books and papers littered the bed but were easily put aside as he drew Thomas over him. There he asked Thomas to make love to him, to whisper all those wonderful and romantic notions into his skin. When night fell and they lit the lanterns for light, he smiled as Thomas thumbed the jewel in his ear with a contended sigh. 

[feliciamontagues]

I'm not sure how old your post is about no offical updates on father brown series 6, although it looks like you posted it today. So i just thought I'd make sure that you knew that they're posting pictures of filming on the father brown facebook page. series 6 is being filmed right now.

They’re what??? What is the first I’ve heard of this? 

Edit: Apparently, they’ve been filming since April? Yet this is the only time I’ve heard of this. 

[combefaerie]

Father Brown Ladies Week

So @penflicks and I are talking about ways to organise a ladies week/femslash week for gifs, art, fic, moodboards, whatever you might want to make, and we were wondering about whether people had any preferences for how we could organise it. 

Our current thoughts are

- Posting a theme for each day, with what is on each day said well in advance to allow time to prepare and make stuff, and a few open ended days for if you have made something that doesn’t fit or you don’t like the prompts. There would be no requirement to post every day

- A prompt page where people can post requests and people do what they can for those prompts and we all post them on the chosen week

- A suggested list of prompts posted at the beginning of the week which people can respond to as they feel fit, and then everyone posts at the end of the week

- A completely open ended week for just posting lots of things about the lovely ladies of the show

- Something else! Any suggestions?

Reply and tell us your views?