going crazy over the loaded little pause after the medals interaction in Vaduz because Theresa definitely still has her hands on Martin’s lapel
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going crazy over the loaded little pause after the medals interaction in Vaduz because Theresa definitely still has her hands on Martin’s lapel
been a hot minute, but here’s a bit of bobsled i did for a new icon, one with doodles and one without!
@mizjoely requested a million years ago Theresa and Martin on bikes. This was for the palette challenge, but the uh...webpage where the palettes were disappeared, so I decided to just complete the requests normally. I hope you don’t mind!
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Prompt 3: Simple. Arthur brings a little gift.
FCN 3: Bag
Martin crossed the apartment in the kind of sleep-deprived daze that was peculiar to new fatherhood. He swiped vaguely at his bag to check his license was in its pocket, but failed even to find the pocket. He looked down at the bag, puzzled. Something was wrong with it. It had changed size and colour. And the zip pocket was in the wrong place. He frowned and shook the bag slightly, though somewhere in his brain he wondered if that was a practical solution. A newborn wail sounded from elsewhere, and he heard Theresa's voice calling him. "Martin! Have you seen the changing bag anywhere?" A few moments later she appeared in the doorway, holding a bag that looked much more like Martin's flight bag than the bag on his shoulder did. A grin played over her tired features. "Yes, I think perhaps we should swap bags before you go to work. You might not get very far with that one." Finally it dawned on him, and the effort of laughing at his mistake shook him a little more awake. He handed over the baby's changing bag and accepted his flight bag in return. Sure enough, this one had his license in the pocket. "If you were still with MJN I might have let you leave with it," Theresa said mischievously, "But Captain Loutre might not appreciate it as much as Douglas would have." "You're all heart," Martin said, smiling as if he hadn't noticed her snap a photo of him standing by the door with the changing bag, moments before the swap. Doubtless that buzz in his pocket was Douglas expressing his amusement already.
As always, I was looking for something entirely different and I found this. Isn’t it fun that my very first Cabin Pressure drawing was one of a couple I don’t even ship? xD
Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers (◠‿◠✿)
So I’ve been wracking my brains and I guess my favorite five fics that I’ve written are (in no particular order):
Torn (BBC Sherlock Mirror!verse fic)
Parva Victoriis (BBC Sherlock Domme!Molly/Roman Empire AU)
Blood Ties (Classic Dr. Who, 5th Doctor/Tegan, vampire AU)
Arranged (BBC Sherlock Regency Omegaverse)
Cozy (Cabin Pressure Team Bobsled - Martin/Theresa)
testing a brush on Them