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theresa-of-liechtenstein · 3 years ago

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art by em year in review: electric boogaloo!

ah, 2021. a rollercoaster (derogatory). you know the drill—unsolicited affectionate self-roasting below the cut.

jan: starting things off on the most cheerful note imaginable here with an illustration for the fic in which I thought it'd be a great idea to kill off martin crieff! I could make fun of my lineart here but to be honest, looking back I just feel sorry for the em that hadn't yet discovered alpha lock in sketchbook...babygirl you could have spent so much less time on your art...

feb: hello linda fairbairn, otherwise known as the one-off cabin pressure character whose offhand mention of her hobby as a rally driver was the reason I got sucked into motorsport! and hello to therlinda, also known as the best idea I've come up with this year! (sorry not sorry bobsled!) anyway that race suit kind of deserves to be made fun of. luckily, I've already done that, and proposed a better (safer) redesign.

mar: and here we see the beginning of the shipwright & fairbairn lore, in which my dreadfully overpowering hunger for a mentor figure in the midst of completely virtual university led me to wonder what it would be like to be a starry-eyed kid at the bottom of the pecking order of one's airline getting stuck with a tired old guy with baggage. I decided to return to a brush I hadn't used since february of 2020, and was pleasantly surprised to find that I actually...liked what I got. I would continue using this brush for lineart until mid- to late summer.

apr: I maintain that we need a studio ghibli adaptation of the careers and lives of michèle mouton and fabrizia pons, two rally drivers from the 80s I discovered while doing research for linda fairbairn fanfic. sure, there's an animated movie based loosely on mouton's life, but it gives the michèle-coded character...magic powers. which is kind of stupid considering that at the core of michèle and fabrizia's story is hard work, friendship, determination, and overwhelming joy. so anyway I think they deserve a ghibli film. it was fun to experiment with this style so I included it here.

may: a very necessary update to this piece (since I kind of see everyone in cabin pressure as filipino except for theresa and linda). I love this picture still—it's my mobile header and I don't plan on changing it anytime soon. even though I did martin sort of dirty (but really, who's up in arms about martin nowadays!) my favorite part of the piece is either theresa and carolyn sharing a conspiratorial glance, or douglas and arthur being almost the same height. is arthur standing on a box? did he inherit height elsewhere? well, i can't decide, but should I maybe talk a little more about the specifics of my ideas of the cabin pressure crew being filipino? yes perhaps I should. but another time. another time

jun: just girly best friendz things is being a rally driving partnership for like six years, having your children around the same time as each other, and having your birthdays three days apart. I drew this for mouton and pons' birthdays and it was the first large-scale thing I did in procreate. ok confession: since then I haven't really used procreate. I know, bad of me, especially since I spent like ten dollars on the app: but sketchbook is just more intuitive under my fingers. and since I discovered alpha lock was a thing on sketchbook...

jul: ...I could make stuff like this. I drew this for the birthday of the former top target of my gender envy (it's now shifted...but I still appreciate the gender I got from him), former F1 world champion sebastian vettel. drawing all the little details in the race suits was sooo much fun honestly and i could go on and on about the specific ways this dude inspires me but. it's a little embarrassing. I'll save it for the essay.

aug: admittedly at this point i kind of had a flop era. the pen I'd been depending on (heh) since march wasn't really working with me. looking back I realize I may have over-arted myself into burnout, but at the time I didn't really think it was the problem. I also remember feeling a lot of frustration around this time because I didn't seem to have the inspiration to touch anything other than shipwright & fairbairn. luckily for my art life, I forced myself to stop drawing for something like two weeks...

sept: ...and this was the result. I think this is my favorite shipwright & fairbairn thing yet. your honor they are besties. they are besties. also, new brush! actually, it's not so much a new brush as it is a brush I used a lot before, got tired of, then changed the settings around and decided I liked it. honestly what I am fond of now for lineart is a sort of chalky (???) textured brush with a lot of variation of tip size based on pressure, but opacity is unaffected. if any of that makes sense at all! also, coloring the lineart with alpha lock so that its darker and more saturated than the flat coloring was such a game-changer. before (see january) I would just make the lineart darker than the flat coloring but not change the saturation, which made it look...meh. kind of dead. so this was a case of learn what you like and things will be okay.

oct: THE F1 AU. oh my god it lives in my head rent free. I have a lot of notes about this on the artwork's post itself so all I'll say is that thinking up all the little details and customizing the helmets was soo much fun. maybe I should have a side job as a helmet designer... should this technically be in september since most of the sketching was done in september? I say no. I did the coloring in october (also it was kind of the only thing I completed to satisfaction in october because. school became in person again and I got many times busier. turns out in-person university is very different from virtual university! /j)

nov: yet another iteration of the f1 AU! giving douglas a mustache is one of the most simultaneously inspired and cursed choices I've ever come across. (Inspired because it was ant who egged me on to to do it, cursed because...I barely know how to draw facial hair. I floundered on poor seb's picture [see july] kdajfkfjd)

dec: lastly, a work I never posted but currently use as a discord icon...my ferrarisona. yes my favorite f1 team is scuderia ferrari. I blame user fio maranello. something about the history, something about the legacy, a lot about the passion. anyway I used the 2018 ferrari suit bc that's the last time seb finished 2nd bc it's sexy. and my dream helmet is covered in sampaguita and functional groups and the reaction round the top of the helmet is a radical polymerization reaction (polypropylene, which is not my favorite but it behaves in a cool way so whatever).

#mine #em draws #art by em year in review #em retrospects

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patricianandclerk · 5 years ago

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cabin pressure x tma x-over

i’ve written a thousand words of this but unfortunately, i hate it

concept good, dialogue alright! format bad, i think i might try this again in a few weeks with a script format, but just have this in the mean time bc some of the dialogue is funny

“Fitton to LAX,” Douglas said, leaning back in the passenger seat, glancing in the mirror. Martin was looking attentively at Douglas and Carolyn, but Arthur was fast asleep, and leaning heavily on Martin’s shoulder. Martin was trying desperately to ignore it, which was difficult, because Arthur was nearly twice Martin’s size, and his head was very precariously balanced on the needle point of Martin’s bony shoulder.

“And who— Who are we flying?” Martin asked, as Arthur grumbled something about rabbit sandwiches.

“An old school friend of Douglas’,” Carolyn said immediately.

“Elias Bouchard,” Douglas said, “was not my friend.”

“What was he, then?” Carolyn asked, apparently in very high spirits, which was only to be expected, when she thought she might find something out about Douglas.

“My dealer,” Douglas said, and Martin let out the choked, strangled noise Douglas was hoping for. Douglas beamed at him in the mirror as Martin tried to lean forward, meaning that Arthur’s head fell down between Martin’s back and the car seat, and Martin groaned.

“Arthur!”

Arthur shot up, blinking rapidly. “S’not my business,” he said. “I would never ever, not to rabbits, I mean—”

“Yes, yes, Arthur, terribly tough meat, very bad for sandwiches,” Douglas said.

“Dealer of what?” Martin demanded, his eyes as wide as dinnerplates, his chin touching the back of Carolyn’s chair, and Carolyn laughed as she pulled in toward the airfield.

“Oh, little of everything, at the time – this was during my first year of medical school.”

“Do you mean your last year of medical school, Douglas?” Arthur piped up, helpfully.

Douglas frowned as Carolyn and Martin both laughed, and said, mildly, “Yes, Arthur, that is what I mean. Marijuana, mostly, Martin.”

“Do you— But you wouldn’t, um, now…?”

“No, Martin, I wouldn’t now,” Douglas said. “I also wouldn’t drink a bottle of absinthe before a night on the town these days. Or before a morning exam.”

“That’s so— that’s so bad!” Martin said, in nearly a whisper.

Douglas opened his mouth, then closed it. “Yes, Martin,” he said, indulgently, making eye contact with him in the mirror. “I was terribly naughty.”

Martin’s cheeks were very red as he got out of the car, rushing across to the MJN offices, which were at least proper buildings, now, and Douglas thought initially that he was running out of sheer indignation that Douglas might have done drugs in university, but then he saw the rather sleek little DB4 pulled in before it.

“I hate it when they’re early,” Carolyn muttered.

“I think we’re late actually, Mum,” Arthur said, and Douglas elected to step out of the car before she snapped at him to be quiet, moving smoothly across the tarmac. He grabbed Martin by the collar of his uniform to keep him from leaning and all but shoving his freckled head into the DB4’s window. Although he released a shuddery noise, he did stand up straight, and he stood in line with Douglas as the DB4’s passenger door opened.

The man was…

“Oh, God,” Martin whispered, and Douglas squeezed his shoulder very tightly to keep him from going on.

“Good morning,” said the man with scars all over his face, not looking at Martin or Douglas as he opened the back door, letting out a very tall, plump man. They were both in their thirties, Douglas would guess, although the thin one looked very old for his age, his hair streaked with tarnished grey, bags under his eyes, round scars dotting his face and his bared forearms, his one hand melted with burns.

“Hi there,” said the big man as he passed the smaller one a cane from the backseat, pushing the door closed. “I’m Martin Blackwood,” Douglas patted Martin’s shoulder as he felt him stiffen, “and this is Jonathan Sims.”

“Are you going to get out of the car, Elias?” Jonathan Sims asked, archly.

“You opened the door for Martin,” came the muffled reply from the driver’s seat.

“I like Martin,” was the retort.

“I’ll get it, shall I?” Douglas asked, but Captain Martin – oh dear, they really would have to sort that out, wouldn’t they? – made his way to the door of the DB4 and opened it, stepping back to allow the driver to get out.

Elias Bouchard had aged well. He was tall, lean, muscular, as Douglas remembered, but although there was a little silver at his temples, his face was remarkably devoid of the laughter lines Douglas would have expected.

“Elias,” he said. “Good to see you again.”

“Douglas,” said Elias. Voice was a bit different too – not just lower, but… a bit more cultured, Douglas supposed, the vowels more neatly clipped.

“You two know each other?” demanded Jonathan, immediately taking a step toward Douglas and peering up at him, his dark gaze rather uncomfortably intense. “But you aren’t—”

“Let’s not be paranoid, Jonathan,” Elias said pleasantly. “Douglas and I knew one another at Oxford.”

Jonathan’s head… tilted. His eyes defocused just slightly, gazing intently on something in the middle distance between he and Douglas, and Douglas had to restrain himself from stepping back, the expression and tight body language were so disconcerting. Martin – the big Martin, although Douglas knew he wouldn’t get away with thinking that for long – cleared his throat.

“Um, Jon,” he said. “Jon.”

When this gentle approach didn’t work, Martin stepped forward, looking slightly embarrassed, and clapped Jonathan on the shoulder, squeezing.

Jonathan came back to it all at once, glancing back at him, and then to Douglas when Martin’s gaze went to him.

“Don’t worry,” Douglas said. “I have to do that to mine sometimes as well.”

Big Martin blushed furiously, his cheeks reddening, but his expression remained curiously blank.

“So, Elias,” Douglas said. “Head of the Magnus Institute, is it?”

“Yes,” Elias said crisply, shutting his car door and moving to the boot. “Jonathan is my Head Archivist; Martin is one of our archival assistants. Jonathan, Martin, this is First Officer Douglas Richardson, whom I knew my first year at university, and Captain Martin Crieff, of MJN Air.”

“Er, yes,” Martin said. “Er, yes, yes, that is, I am the— I am the captain, yes.”

“He needs the reminder at times,” Douglas said, when the archivists gave him a funny look. “And here is Carolyn Knapp-Shappey, our proprietor, and her son, Arthur.”

“Hello!” Arthur said, giving the three archivists an enthusiastic wave.

“Hello, Arthur,” Elias said mildly. “Would you be so kind as to assist me with our luggage?”

“’Course!” Arthur said.

#as defined by dictionary #douglas richardson #elias bouchard #martin crieff #martin blackwood #fanfic #the magnus archives #cabin pressure

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greatreverie · 6 years ago

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hello, hello! this is a brand spankin’ new selective MULTIMUSE featuring a variety of characters like DIEGO HARGREEVES and DAVID KATZ from the umbrella academy, the boy wonder himself DICK GRAYSON from the classic 1966 batman television series, ADRIAN MONK from monk, MARTIN CRIEFF from cabin pressure, as well as a handful of muses from animated films and shows.

if you’re interested in writing with me, please give this post a LIKE / REBLOG!

#tua rp #umbrella academy rp #dc rp #batman rp #sherlock rp #cabin pressure rp #multimuse rp

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thirteenthblackbird · 5 years ago

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Happy Fanfic Writers Appreciation Day!

To celebrate I’ll share some of my fave fanfics. I thought I’d share 5 (as in 5 times something or other and 1 time not) but I could not keep my list that small.

1. The first is a double rec in that it’s the same idea continued and the idea is a doozy! The Yelp Page for Aziraphale’s Bookstore. Just let that sink in for a moment. It’s even better than that. Part 1. Part 2.

2. An Ever Fixed Mark. Short version: Pride and Prejudice with soul marks. But it’s actually a deconstruction of the trope. Lovely and brilliant.

3. Hello Operator, Please Give Me Number Nine. Suzie plays Calvinball with Death. That says it all.

4. OK, I can’t limit myself to one rec of Beer Good Foamy’s stories. In Radio Silence, BtVS’ Gentlemen drop by Night Vale and, as they tend to, take everyone’s voices. If you’re at all familiar with Night Vale, the problem is obvious. Get Some Walking In, a West Wing fanfic the author describes thusly: “Normally, anyone who claims that the US government might have a detailed contingency plan for how to deal with the zombie apocalypse would, of course, get No Comment. Which makes things a bit awkward when CJ has to give a briefing on it.“ Has CJ’s voice down to a T. I honestly would recommend stopping to read all Beer Good Foamy’s stories while your there.

5. From What Seemed Like a Ruin. Bucky Barnes heals and raises / trains a goshawk. OK, and that description sucks, but it’s an excellent story.

Just a note, as I’m writing this, I’m coming up with more stories I absolutely have to rec!

6. In the Light of Two Moons is, sadly, an unfinished work. Babylon 5 meant to be a pairing between Neroon and Catherine Sakai, it starts on a Shadow prison planet after the Shadows have left. Good characterization, great storytelling. I wish there were more.

7. Alive in your blood now. Eeee! Vorkosigan Saga. Another one that’s hard to describe. It touches on social justice, maybe more than touches on, I’d actually call it a theme. Helen Natalia growing up and into her own. Love this.

8. freedom’s just another word for nothing left to lose. Stargate Atlantis. Rodney after he returns to Earth, coming to terms with his grief and being the favorite professor of a few really dedicated students and someone most everyone else just tries to avoid. Lots of feelings and thoughts which, let’s face it, I just adore.

9. The Seduction By Winglets series. Cabin Pressure / Iron Man and/or Marvel Universe. Martin Crieff / Tony Stark. Not crack. Seriously.

So this, apparently, is the minimum I can rec. And I thought I’d get it down to 5! *shakes head*

#fanfic rec #fanfic appreciation #good omens #pride and prejudice #calvin and hobbes #welcome to night vale #buffy the vampire slayer #the west wing #marvel universe #babylon 5 #stargate atlantis #cabin pressure #iron man

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sherlollysecretsanta · 6 years ago

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If anyone would like to gift the mod, here’s my info!

So @mollyhooperish suggested I fill out the same form all of you did in case anyone wants to send me any goodies. I’m not going to turn on anon messaging on my main blog, but if you really want to give me something, here’s my form below a cut. You don’t have to, this is just if you want to.

TUMBLR USERNAME: noregretsnotearsnoanxieties

ALSO FOUND AT: AO3/Tumblr & Dreamwidth

UNDER THIS USERNAME/THESE USERNAMES: afteriwake (AO3), pennywaltzy (Tumblr) and penaltywaltz (DW)

If they get a Sherlock gift, these are characters/ships they also like aside from Sherlolly/Sherlock Holmes/Molly Hooper: Anything except Jlock, Holmescest of any stripe and Lestrade slash (with the exception of Mycroft/Lestrade, which I would adore). I'd especially also love Adlock, Marylock, Marycroft, Mollcroft, Salcroft, Hoopervan, Mollrene, Sebcroft and crossover ships Pondlock (Sherlock/Amy Pond), McMolly (Leonard McCoy/Molly), Khanolly (Khan Noonien Singh/Molly) or Martolly (Martin Crieff/Molly)

Favorite fanfic tropes/genres in the Sherlock fandom: AUs (especially university AUs where they're either students or teachers, or any AUs where they work in creative fields), fake dating/fake marriage, "there's only one bed!"/"we're snowed in all by ourselves!", canon divergence. Crossovers are also my jam (I currently write/have written Sherlock/Doctor Who, Sherlock/Star Trek AOS, Sherlock/Criminal Minds, Sherlock/MCU and Sherlock/Cabin Pressure)

If they get a non-Sherlock gift, these are their other fandoms: ::looks at the long list:: Star Trek AOS, Miss Fisher's Murder Mysteries, MCU, DC Comics (more the comics pre-Flashpoint, DCAU and live action movies than DCTV, though I love Legends Of Tomorrow, The Flash and Supergirl), Midsomer Murders, Lord of the Rings, Doctor Who, generally any version of Alice In Wonderland (but one that others liked was SyFy's Alice), Elementary, Leverage, Eureka, Bleach, CSI: NY, Criminal Minds

In their other fandoms, these are their favorite characters/ships: Kirk/Uhura, Spock/Uhura, Kirk/McCoy, Sulu/Ben, Gaila, Scotty, Chekov, Jaylah (Star Trek AOS); Jack/Phryne, Jack/Conchetta, Mac/happiness, all the main characters as a family unit (MFMM); any combination of Steve/Bucky/Sam/Natasha/Clint, Stephen/Christine, Tony/Pepper, Steve/Peggy, T'Challa/Nakia, Steve/Natasha, Bucky/Sharon, Scott/Hope, Thor/Jane, Loki/Darcy. Steve/Darcy, Bruce/Brunhilde, Phil/Melinda, Scott & Cassie, Thor & Loki, Tony & Peter, Stephen & Wong, T'Challa & Shuri, Killmonger, Okoye, any combination for friendships (MCU); Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn, Kate Kane/Maggie Sawyer, Bruce Wayne/Diana Prince, Bruce Wayne/Selina Kyle, Dick Grayson/Barbara Gordon, Renee Montoya/Kate Kane, Clark Kent/Lois Lane, Wally West/Linda Park (DC Comics - comics); Bruce Wayne/Diana Prince, Helena Bertinelli/The Question, Oliver Queen/Dinah Lance, John Stewart/Shayera Hol, Poison Ivy/Harley Quinn (DCAU); Barry Allen/Iris West-Allen, Kara Danvers/Lena Luthor, John Constantine/Sara Lance, Leonard Snart/Sara Lance, Ava Sharpe/Sara Lance (DCTV); Steve Trevor/Diana Prince (DCEU); basically everyone except DS Scott, and I’m open for any of the DS/coroner pairings after the initial coroner left (I think in the Jones era?), but I am a HUGE DS Jones fan (Midsomer Murders); Faramir/Eowyn, Kili/Tauriel (Tolkien Movies); Mickey/Martha, Rory/Amy, Doctor/River (any incarnation), Thirteen/Yasmin, Danny/Clara, Vastra/Jenny, Bill/Heather, Twelve/Missy, Donna & Ten, Eleven & Amy & Rory & River, Twelve & Bill, Martha & Jack, Ryan, Ashildr (Doctor Who); Hatter/Alice (SyFy's Alice); Sherlock/Jamie, Marcus/Joan, Joan/Jamie, Sherlock & Joan, Kitty, Alfredo, Ms. Hudson (Elementary); Hardison/Parker/Eliot (Leverage); Zane/Jo, Carter/Allison, Carter/Tess (Eureka); way too many to name - pick a het or femslash ship and I'll love it as long as it's up to the point in canon where Ichigo loses his powers, but I do have a fondness for Grimmjow/Nel and Toshiro/Karin (Bleach); Don Flack/Jessica Angell (CSI: NY); Emily Prentiss, Penelope Garcia, Spencer Reid (Criminal Minds); Bucky/Clara - MCU/Doctor Who, Zane/Daisy - Eureka/MCU, Dean/Jo - Supernatural/Eureka (Crossovers)

These are their favorite tropes in other fandoms: Honestly? Anything happy would be LOVE.

These are some non-fandom things they are interested in: Music (my taste is so varied but I tend to like all forms of EDM, 90s alt-rock, K-Pop and my favorite bands/artists are Linkin Park, Lorde, Skrillex, The Chainsmokers, Fall Out Boy, 2NE1 and Korn), books, mythology, movies in general, food, women's fashion (for fic reasons), history, coding, graphics work, photography, Legos, cats, the ocean, social activism, Pokemon (I know it's fandomy but I mean mostly the card game...I have a deck and everything and play against my son on occasion), crafting, DIY, writing

These are non fanfiction things I would love to receive: Art/podfic of any of my fics (and any kind of art, like moodboards/edits, manips, actual art, video trailers, etc.) would be, like, the best of the best, but generally I would be happy with absolutely anything.

Your recipient has asked that you avoid: Anything angsty, incest in the fandoms I have where it's a thing, non-con/rape and heavy violence. I'm also only fond of smut with a few select ships so probably nothing higher than R rated across the board?

#about the mod

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darnedchild · 6 years ago

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Lost in Space

One word prompt request – “Space” for Martin Crieff (Cabin Pressure)/Molly Hooper, from @noregretsnotearsnoanxieties

This can be seen as a sequel of sorts to another Sherlock/Cabin Pressure drabble titled “I Am the Captain”.

Lost in Space

“Did you ever want to be an astronaut?” Molly asked as she stared up at the night sky.

Martin shook his head and nudged the empty picnic basket out of the way so he could stretch out beside her on the blanket. “Space is too . . .”

“Vast?”

“Empty.” He hesitantly reached for her hand and intertwined their fingers. Their relationship was new and they were still easing into the physical side of things. “Lonely.”

Molly squeezed his fingers in acknowledgement of the words he hadn’t said. “I like the people you work with, they seem nice.”

“Ha,” Martin scoffed. “I’ll give you Arthur, but the others? Nice is definitely not the word I would use.”

“They like you.” She smiled and pulled her hand free so she could roll toward him. “I like you.”

“Not the same way Douglas does, I hope.”

“I suppose that would depend on how often Douglas thinks about kissing you on the flight deck.”

He rolled his eyes. “I assume that would be almost never.”

Molly leaned close and brushed her lips against his with the lightest of touches. “Maybe you should take me to GERTI and see if I can do better than ‘almost never’?”

#200 word drabble #Martin Crieff/Molly Hopper #sherlock/cabin pressure crossover

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dinamnealey · 6 years ago

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Dina Recommends: Cabin Pressure

Hi!

As some of you might know, I'm not always up-to-date with the latest pop culture fads, or the hottest new things on the entertainment front. I don't really play video games, I don't watch a whole lot of movies or TV series, and I haven't been following a lot of manga or anime series ever since I was fifteen and read all of Love Hina. (I have an... interesting relationship with Love Hina as a result of that, but that's a story for another time.)

But this doesn't mean I don't have my moments. I have plenty of stories, movies, series and whatever that I'll shamelessly fangirl over... but I notice that some of the things I end up fangirling over are things that not a lot of people I talk to have heard of. Oh, these series or whatever often have sizeable fanbases, with their own TV Tropes pages and everything, but they're not really in the public eye the way, say, the Harry Potter books, or the Marvel movies. or Monty Python are.

So I decided, why not dedicate the occasional journal post to talk about and make small reviews of some of these things? Maybe, if I fangirl a little, I can get a few more people curious about those very things... and maybe they'll check them out.

Anything is fair game for these reviews... I might talk about books, or movies, or comics, or podcasts, or TV shows, or whatever. It might be old things, or new things, it might be kiddie cartoons or hardcore fetish stories... there are only three criteria that a work must fulfill:

It must be entertainment-related.

It must be something I unabashedly like.

It must be something I think MORE people should experience.

So, with that out of the way, let's begin!

For my first review, I decided to talk about the BBC radio sitcom, "Cabin Pressure."

"Cabin Pressure" is a radio Britcom of 26 episodes (or 27, since the last one is a double episode), plus a Christmas special, and it's about the life of the people at "MJN Air," the world's smallest airline, which consists of one single 16-seater plane. ("I don't have an airline, I have one jet. You cannot put one jet in a line. If MJN Air is anything, it's an air-dot.") Four people work at MJN Air, and these four are also the main characters of the show:

Carolyn Knapp-Shappey (played by Stephanie Cole), the elderly and somewhat jerkish owner of the plane and of MJN Air.

Martin Crieff (played by Benedict Cumberbatch... yes, THAT Benedict Cumberbatch), the skilled, but inexperienced and rule-obsessed captain.

Douglas Richardson (played by Roger Allam), the experienced and intelligent, but reckless and sarcastic first officer and co-pilot.

Arthur Shappey (played by series creator/writer John Finnemore), Carolyn's overenthusiastic and incredibly stupid son who works as a steward.

Though there are a handful of recurring characters, the series focuses on these four and their struggles with difficult passengers, long flights, a plane that keeps breaking down at inconvenient moments, and of course with each other. Martin is always trying to prove himself in the eyes of everyone else, Douglas splits his time in roughly equal parts between making creative sarcasms and thinking up schemes to either benefit him or to get everyone out of the fix-of-the-week, Carolyn desperately tries to keep costs down at the expense of everything else, and Arthur seldom has a clue what's going on.

But there is more to them than this. Carolyn isn't JUST a mean old penny-pinching lady; she's a divorcee with huge financial problems and who struggles to keep MJN afloat because even though she's the owner of the world's smallest and least-equipped airline, at least that's better than being just a "little old lady." Martin is a bit of a loser who struggles to be taken seriously, but never gives up because flying is his PASSION and being a pilot means more to him than anything. Douglas is an ex-alcoholic who was fired from his old job at "Air England" because he got into too many shenanigans. And Arthur.... Arthur is actually a total idiot, but he's genuinely sweet and well-meaning. Over the 26 episodes, the characters actually do change and grow quite a bit.

Also, given that John Finnemore's father was a pilot, the series is very technically accurate about usual procedures and common hazards and problems of the job... or at least people SAY it is, and since I know absolutely nothing about planes or piloting I'm just going to take their word for it. It certainly SOUNDS like it's accurate.

The real charm of the series, however, it that it's FUNNY. Since it's a radio drama, everything stands and falls on the dialogue and the performances thereof... BBC radio comedies do in my experience tend to deliver here, but in "Cabin Pressure" the touch is magical. The writing is really sharp, and the actors deliver their lines perfectly. Especially Douglas's creative sarcasms, delivered in a real deadpan voice by Roger Allam, frequently has me laughing out loud, but Arthur's inane ramblings are often just as funny, partly because John Finnemore plays them with such earnest enthusiasm. The back-and-forth banter between the characters is a delight to listen to... since the majority of the episodes tend to take place during flights, much of the banter really comes from them trying to entertain themselves with weird conversations, silly word games or debates on the most ridiculous topics. Highlights include "Supervillain Celebrities" where they discuss which celebrities have names that sound like they beling to supervillains, and the ridiculous game where Douglas and Carolyn try to see who can go longest speaking only one-syllable words:

Carolyn: Tea? Douglas: No. Could I have...the one that is NOT tea? Carolyn: "The one that is not tea"? Which one is that? Douglas: You know what it is. Carolyn: Beer? Oh, dear Doug, no, you can't have beer. Douglas: No, not beer. Carolyn: Wine? No! No wine for you, my friend. Douglas: I do not want wine. I want the hot drink made from a bean, which comes in types such as "Gold Blend." Carolyn: I think I know which one you mean, but I will need you to ask for it by name, just to be sure. Douglas: ...Fine. I will have tea.

In my humble opinion, "Cabin Pressure" is a brilliant, intelligent and hilarious show. Of course, not ALL the jokes hit perfectly, and it takes a couple of episodes before things really get into the groove, but that's just to be expected.

Perhaps you balk at finding out that the show has been taped in front of a live audience so there is laughter involved... not a laugh TRACK; the laughter comes from genuine audience reactions, but I know a lot of people absolutely hate the "laugh track" type comedies... or perhaps, especially if you're unfamiliar with the more cynical British sitcom format, that the characters are too flawed and that a lot of the unlikeable guest stars get away with bad behaviour. In which care you're especially likely to feel that the show is a bit too mean to Martin (a bit of a Charlie Brown "loser" type character). But, if you like radio sitcoms, they don't come much better than this.

#dina recommends #cabin pressure #reviews

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mousedetective · 7 years ago

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First 13 People To Reply Get A Fic!

All you have to do is give me a quote/song lyric and a character (I will chose the ship, but I’m trying to do 14 different ships so you may get something you are only a minor shipper of). I’ll list them here as I get them.

now i'm a grown man / with a child of my own / and i swear i'm not gonna let him know / all the pain i have known (Everclear, Father Of Mine) - Martin Crieff / Cabin Pressure - Martin/Molly

Arms wide open / I stand alone / I'm no hero and I'm not made of stone / Right or wrong / I can hardly tell / I'm on the wrong side of heaven and the righteous side of hell (Five Finger Death Punch, Wrong Side of Heaven) - Sherlock Holmes / Sherlock - Sherlock/Irene (for @stlgeekgirl)

The saints can't help me now, the ropes have been unbound / I hunt for you with bloody feet across the hallow'd ground (Florence + The Machine, Howl) Amy Pond / Doctor Who - Sherlock/Amy (for @awinterbornrose)

Your faith was strong but you needed proof / You saw her bathing on the roof / Her beauty and the moonlight overthrew you / She tied you to her kitchen chair / She broke your throne and she cut your hair / And from your lips she drew the Hallelujah (Leonard Cohen, Hallelujah) - Khan Noonien Singh / Star Trek AOS - Khan/OFC (for @sobeautifullyobsessed)

I know your heart been broke again / I know your prayers ain’t been answered yet / I know you’re feeling like you got nothing left / Well, lift your head, it ain’t over yet, ain’t over yet (Toby Mac, Move) - Peggy Carter / Marvel Cinematic Universe - Steve/Peggy (for @creativereadingfanfiction)

you are what you love / not who loves you (Fall Out Boy, Save Rock And Roll) - Molly Hooper / Sherlock - Sherlock/Molly (for @airyalmost)

And I won't keep faking 'Cause I'm done with taking 'Cause with you I'm not broken anymore (Blue October, Not Broken Anymore) - Stephen Strange / Marvel Cinematic Universe - Pairing TBD (for @strangelock221b)

There's nothing left to lose, there's nothing left to prove. Surrender your love, it's all you can do. What you got, what you want, what you need, can I be your savior? Everything's gonna crash and break. (Skillet, “Savior”) - Twelfth Doctor / Doctor Who - Pairing TBD (for @chitarra10)

My choice of lyrics (Skillet, “Sometimes) - James Moriarty / Sherlock - Pairing TBD (for @chitarra10)

If you want to climb a ladder on a water tower / Then we'll kick it with the stars for a couple hours / If you want to then we're gonna get away up high / If you want to dip your toes where the water stops / Then we'll let our feet hang off a fishing dock / If you want to then we're gonna have to give it a try, that's right (Chase Rice, “Gonna Wanna”) - Felicty Smoak / Arrow or Lucy Preston / Timeless - Pairing TBD (for @jaspertown)

“And sweetest - in the Gale - is heard - And sore must be the storm - That could abash the little Bird That kept so many warm” (Emily Dickinson) - Mycroft Holmes / Sherlock - Mycroft/Molly (for @irksomeirene)

#taking prompts #Sherlock #star trek aos #doctor who #cabin pressure #fanfiction #fanfic #my stuff #my au: fourteen to a thousand

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unlessimwrongwhichyouknowimnot · 8 years ago

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Autistic Arthur Shappey (Cabin Pressure)

Cabin Pressure is a BBC radio show following the four members of MJN Air, an airdot (because you need more than one plane to have an airline) run by Carolyn Knapp-Shappey. Arthur Shappey is the steward of the plane and Carolyn’s son. Arthur is voiced by John Finnemore, the creator of Cabin Pressure who also wrote every episode.

Arthur stood out to me as autistic from the 2nd episode when he mentioned taking a course on understanding people. Because autistic headcanons are turning into a new special interest of mine, I decided to create this list of reasons why Arthur is very much autistic.

Martin Crieff, another character on the show, is also very autistic. You can find his list here.

The traits focused on were taken from this list of Inclusive Autistic Traits.

All the examples below were taken from transcripts at this website.

Social

1. Differences in body language and nonverbal communication (this is obviously extremely difficult to tell with Cabin Pressure being a radio show, but there was one instance of Arthur’s body language being described as atypical)

2x02 – Gdansk

MARTIN: Yes. Arthur, what are you doing with your face? ARTHUR: I’m winking. MARTIN: You’re only supposed to use one eye. ARTHUR: I know, but I can only do that if I hold the other one open with my finger, and I thought Douglas would notice.

2. Differences in verbal communication (Arthur struggles with not recognizing sarcasm, taking things literally, not understanding rhetorical statements/questions, struggling with metaphor, occasional echolalia etc.)

A. Different use of literal and metaphorical language

1x05 – Edinburgh

ARTHUR: Oh, I just, er, popped onto the roof of the plane. CAROLYN: The roof?! What the hell are you doing up there?! ARTHUR: Well, the picture on the rugby went all funny, so Douglas said I should shin up onto the roof and twiddle the aerial … only now I’m here, I can’t seem to find it. CAROLYN: Ohh, you idiot boy! This is “Go and water the window boxes” all over again, isn’t it? ARTHUR: Ohhh!

3x06 – St. Petersburg

ARTHUR: Here you are, Skip. Nice hot cup of coffee. MARTIN: Oh. (He takes a sip.) Aww! It’s cold! ARTHUR: Nice cup of coffee. MARTIN: It’s horrible! ARTHUR: Cup of coffee. MARTIN: I’m not even sure it is coffee. ARTHUR: … Cup. How’re you feeling?

~*~*~*~

DOUGLAS: Alas, an exhaustive search of St Petersburg airport duty free has yet to turn up anything in the shape of a Toblerone. ARTHUR: Triangular.

4x03 – Vaduz

ARTHUR: Wow! It’s an actual castle! DOUGLAS: What did you expect Vaduz Castle to be? ARTHUR: I dunno. World of Leather was very disappointing.

4x05 – Xinzhou

ARTHUR: Er, Mum? CAROLYN: Yes? ARTHUR: A quick question: you know those small chickens you get where everyone has one each? CAROLYN: Yes. ARTHUR: What are they called? CAROLYN: Poussin. ARTHUR: Oh. Not ‘baby chickens’. CAROLYN: No. ARTHUR: Oh. Chaps, you know how we were talking about mistakes? MARTIN: What have you done? ARTHUR: … and how they happen to all of us and it’s just one of those things? CAROLYN: What have you done? ARTHUR (frantically): It should have made it clearer! When I was ordering the catering, there was one called ‘baby chicken’ and I thought they’d be those little ones, and I love those because you feel like a giant! But they didn’t mean that! It-it meant these. CAROLYN: So … the catering you have laid on, Arthur, for four people trapped in a plane overnight, is two jars of chicken-flavoured baby food? ARTHUR: No! That’s not all. There’s two lamb-flavoured ones as well. DOUGLAS: What did you think ‘baby lamb’ was? ARTHUR: Well, all lambs are baby lambs.

~*~*~*~

CAROLYN: Arthur. Say something. ARTHUR: Ooh! Okay! What shall I say? CAROLYN: Well, anything, just so I know where you are and I don’t tread on you getting back to my seat. ARTHUR: Oh, right! (Half-singing) ♪ Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me … ♪

4x06 – Yverdon-les-Bains

HERC: You can have something more interesting if you like, Arthur. There’s, er, there’s guava; mango; dragon fruit … ARTHUR: Wow. Dragon fruit?! HERC: Help yourself. ARTHUR: Thanks, Herc! (He takes and eats a piece.) HERC: So, what do you think? ARTHUR (with his mouth half full): Yeah, it’s quite nice. Mmm. It’sh not really what I was expecting. I-I thought it’d be a bit more, um, I don’t know … HERC: Dragony?

Zurich – Part One

CAROLYN: It is a happy ending – just not a fairytale ending. We can’t expect that. Real happy endings are never simple. ARTHUR: Yes they are. Like in ‘Finding Nemo’ when they find Nemo. Or in ‘Casablanca’ when the woman gets a go on the plane. CAROLYN: It’s not! ARTHUR: I suppose maybe ‘The Jungle Book’ when you’re meant to be happy that Mowgli goes off with the boring girl to the human village instead of hanging out with Baloo and Bagheera. That’s a kind of sad happy ending.

B. Different use of speech (Echolalia)

4x05 – Xinzhou

(Arthur, Carolyn, Douglas, and Martin are having to sleep on the plane. Arthur has claimed the aisle to sleep, and sings his song when the others are moving past him in the dark so he doesn’t get stepped on. When he’s the one moving, he still sings the song.)

ARTHUR (tiredly): ♪ Here I am, don’t tread on me. Here I am, don’t tread on me. ♪ CAROLYN: It’s you moving!

Zurich – Part One

(Arthur has turned a small moving van into an ice cream van and created his own “ice cream chimes,” which consists of him repeating the words ‘ice cream’ repeatedly.)

ARTHUR (dramatically): The chimes. I’ve done my own ice cream chimes. Listen! (He inserts a cassette into a player and his own voice starts to play from it.) ARTHUR’s VOICE (singing to the tune of ‘Greensleeves’, with no musical accompaniment): ♪ Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice. Ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, ice cream, get your lovely ice cream. ♪ (His voice goes very off-key at the end.) MARTIN: Er, yes, that’s … ARTHUR’s VOICE (straining for the high note at the beginning of the chorus): ♪ I-i-ice cream, i-i-i-ice cream, i-i-i-ice cream, i-i-i… ♪ (The cassette is turned off.)

Differences in interactions and relationships (Arthur has a very distinct way of speaking to passengers, struggles with knowing how to communicate with others, and gets flustered easily in conversations. His mum sent him on a course on understanding people in Ipswich.)

1x02 – Boston

ARTHUR: Good evening, sir, welcome on board today. Good evening, madam, welcome also to you today on board. Good evening, sir, welcome to being on board to you today. Ooh, er, sir? Excuse me? MR. LEEMAN (American accent): Yeah? What? ARTHUR: Er, may I inform yourself that MJN does run a fully comprehensive non-smoking service, and as such as a result of this, all cigarettes, cigars and cigarillos must be extinguished upon embarkation, and retained in a state of extinguishment until termination of disembarkation. Thank yourself for your co-operation. MR. LEEMAN: I’m not co-operating. ARTHUR: No, not yet, but I’m sure you’re going to in a minute, and then, thank you! MR. LEEMAN: Do you know how much I paid to be on this flight today? ARTHUR: I bet it was loads! MR. LEEMAN: Yeah, good guess. It was loads. It was so much that it seems to me that, uh … (he takes a drag on his cigarette) … I can pretty much smoke where I like, okay? ARTHUR: But … it … it’s very dangerous to smoke on an aeroplane. MR. LEEMAN: No it’s not. ARTHUR: … I don’t know what to say now. MR. LEEMAN: How old are you, sonny? ARTHUR: Twenty-eight and a half. MR. LEEMAN: Well, I was smoking on airplanes for twenty years before you were born. Why do you think the No Smoking signs go on and off? ARTHUR: Actually, ours don’t, mostly; although one of them flickers. And there’s one we can’t turn on at all because it makes the cabin smell of fish. MR. LEEMAN: Well, that sure gives me confidence. So, uh … (he takes another drag on his cigarette) … we’re all done here, right? ARTHUR: Yep! MR. LEEMAN: And I can smoke. ARTHUR: Er …

~*~*~*~

MARTIN: Shut up, Douglas! Now, Arthur, we’ve already had one fire scare on this trip. We can’t afford to take chances, and since we know that Mr. Leeman has been fully informed of the policy and therefore certainly won’t be smoking in the loo again … ARTHUR: Actually, I think he might. MARTIN: No, Arthur, he won’t. ARTHUR: Hmm. The thing is, though, Skip, with all due respect, but what I’ve got that you haven’t is that Mum sent me on a course on understanding people in Ipswich. MARTIN (slowly): And if I ever want the people of Ipswich understood, you’ll be the first person I call. Meanwhile … ARTHUR: Yeah, yeah, but it means I can now read people – you know, like a book. DOUGLAS: Have you ever read a book, Arthur? ARTHUR: Yes, actually! White Fang. Twice. Anyway, bringing my people-reading skills to the table, I’m able to reveal to you now that Mr. Leeman didn’t show any of the five indicators of true resolve to change his behaviour patterns, and therefore, in a nutshell, I reckon he might smoke in the loo again.

1x03 – Cremona

ARTHUR: Might I ask yourself at this time if yourself would care to partake of the enjoyment of the in-flight entertainment system we do provide on the aircraft today? HESTER: What? ARTHUR: Shall I put the telly on?

2x04 – Johannesburg

ARTHUR (into cabin address): Ladies and gentlemen, as you can see, our onboard transit process today has now reached its ultimate termination. CAROLYN: He means we’ve landed. ARTHUR: Yes. So, as yourselves prepare for disemboarding, if I could kindly ask you to kindly ensure you retain all your personal items about your person throughout the duration of the disembarkation. CAROLYN: He means take your stuff with you. ARTHUR: In concluding, it’s been a privilege for ourselves to conduct yourselves through the in-flight experience today, and I do hope you’ll re-favour ourselves with the esteem of your forth-looking custom going forward. CAROLYN: … No idea.

4x02 – Uskerty

ARTHUR: No, no. I just think it would look good. And then, Douglas, we should be saying things like, you know, “Hey, you guy. The dames, eh?” “Yeah, the dames. Stupid dames. You had any luck with the horses?” “No, the horses are all … idiots. You know, between the dames and the horses, sometimes I don’t even know why I put my hat on.” That’s how they talk in bars, isn’t it? DOUGLAS: … No, Arthur. That’s not how anyone talks, anywhere. ARTHUR: Oh, right. So … how-how do they …? I mean, I’ve never really been to a … What sort of things do they say?

DOUGLAS: I don’t know. You just ask about each other’s lives. ARTHUR: Oh, okay. Right. Er … So, do you miss your ex-wife? DOUGLAS: What?! ARTHUR: No! No! DOUGLAS: You don’t … not like that! ARTHUR: Sorry, sorry. DOUGLAS: You don’t talk about anything. You-you just … I dunno – you-you joke. You moan about sport; you-you tease each other. It’s terrific. ARTHUR: I don’t know about sport. Um, I could tease you, though. I’d like to be better at teasing. DOUGLAS: Well, you can’t just … ARTHUR: Honestly, Douglas, you silly great … man. Look at you with your hair all … straight. … It’s not easy, is it? DOUGLAS: Apparently not.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: I ju… I just don’t know the sort of things people say. DOUGLAS: Yes you do. You’ve heard me tease Martin hundreds of times. ARTHUR: Oh, right, okay. Er … I notice Sir isn’t terribly tall today. DOUGLAS: … Yes. That’s better. Of course, I am quite tall. ARTHUR: Oh, damn! It’s-it’s just really difficult with you. There’s-there’s nothing to make fun of. (Silence.) ARTHUR: What? DOUGLAS: I’m a fifty-seven year old first officer with three ex-wives and I’m drinking sodding pineapple juice. ARTHUR: I know. So? DOUGLAS: Nothing. You know, I think maybe you should give up on teasing. It’s not really your thing. ARTHUR: Okay. DOUGLAS: If it helps, you are excellent at being teased. ARTHUR: Oh, really? Am I? DOUGLAS: Oh, first rate! Second only to Martin. He’s the master. ARTHUR: Aww, thanks, Douglas! And-and maybe if I practise, I could get as good as him. DOUGLAS: As good as Martin? I’m afraid not. He always goes the extra mile. The man just phoned me from up a tree.

Sensory

1. Differences in sensory sensitivity (Arthur prefers certain sensory experiences as shown below)

1x06 - Fitton

(When discussing whether it’s possible to be perfectly happy, Arthur provides sensory examples to prove that he’s often perfectly happy.)

ARTHUR: Like, for instance, when you get into a bath quickly and it’s just the right temperature, and you go … (blissfully) … “Ohhhh!”

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Like when you realise your knuckles are ready for cracking.

2. Strong enjoyment, desire, or need for certain types of sensory input. Demonstrated by stimming (self-stimulation) behaviour.

1x06 – Fitton

ARTHUR: This – tossing an apple from hand to hand. It just feels really nice. I could do it for hours. Try it.

Cognitive

1. Strength of focus and rigidity (Arthur will attach himself to certain topics and learn a lot about them in a short amount of time. He plays the game of “Yellow Car” every time he’s in a car and gets upset when the rules of the game are changed.)

A. Intense focus and interests

1x03 – Cremona

Hester Macauley

ARTHUR (excitedly): Hester Macauley?! The Lady of the Lake?! In my cabin?!

ARTHUR (high-pitched with excitement): She was Griselda, the Lady of the Lake – in-in Quest for Camelot!

ARTHUR: Right. I see. Still, though, I just want to say, I am your biggest fan. HESTER: Oh really? ARTHUR: Absolutely!

3x01 – Qikiqtarjuaq

Polar Bears/Bears (plus bonus Egypt!)

ARTHUR (almost bursting with excitement): What?! Are we?! Polar bears?! We’re gonna fly over polar bears?! And see them and look at them and be with the polar bears?!

CAROLYN: Oh, if you’re online, Douglas, look up ‘polar bears’ or ‘exploring’ or something. DOUGLAS: Why? CAROLYN: Because one of you will have to give a lecture on it. Unbeaten Track’s thing is that the crew are all experts on the region and they give lectures. ARTHUR: Can I give a lecture on polar bears? CAROLYN (instantly): No. DOUGLAS: What do you know about polar bears, Arthur? ARTHUR: Polar bears are … brilliant. DOUGLAS: You might want to pad that out with some PowerPoints.

ARTHUR: And this one’s a koala bear. Uh, that’s not actually a bear, in fact. This one is a panda bear. That’s not actually a bear. Honestly, it’s like nothing’s actually a bear. MRS COOK (Canadian accent): I’m sorry. I’m confused. Why are you showing me this? ARTHUR: It’s interesting about bears and things. Don’t worry: it’s all part of the service. It’s not extra. We’re all experts on stuff today, you see? I’m the expert on bears. And Egypt, actually. In Egypt, they used to pull your brains out through your nose with a hook. And that’s not even something in this book – that’s something I know!

ARTHUR: Hello. Uh, we didn’t meet properly. I’m Arthur. I’m the steward and bear expert. For instance, the sloth bear eats half its own body weight every month.

ARTHUR: Right, because I just know an awful lot about bears – at the moment. Uh, so if you ever need to, you know, borrow me, well you’d have to sort it out with Mum but I’m sure it’d be okay.

(Flight deck door bursts open.) ARTHUR: BEARS!! (Martin yells out in surprise.) ARTHUR: Bears, bears, bears! Polar bears! Look, on the ground!

CAROLYN: Goodbye. Goodbye. Thank you for flying with Unbeaten Track. ARTHUR: Goodbye. A female bear is called a sow. CAROLYN: Goodbye, madam. Thank you for flying Unbeaten Track. ARTHUR: Goodbye. A grizzly bear can strip a deer’s carcass in six minutes. MRS COOK: I beg your pardon? CAROLYN: Farewell bear facts, madam, courtesy of Unbeaten Track.

4x01 – Timbuktu

Timbuktu

ARTHUR: Oh, and I, er, I found that book you wanted, Douglas. DOUGLAS: What book? ARTHUR: About Timbuktu. DOUGLAS: Oh, right. Yes, well, you hang on to that for now. ARTHUR: Oh, okay. It’s about all of Africa really, but there’s a chapter on Mali and a page on Timbuktu. I’ve nearly finished it. MARTIN: The book? ARTHUR: The page. It sounds amazing. I can’t wait to see it!

ARTHUR: Don’t mention it. I read the whole page of that book. I’m basically an expert on Timbuktu now.

ARTHUR: Er, no, Douglas, you’re thinking of France. Mali was in the French Empire. DOUGLAS: No, Arthur … ARTHUR: Yeah, no, definitely. It was in my book.

ARTHUR: It’s just, my book was saying that most transport is still camels and donkeys, but I haven’t seen a camel all journey!

ARTHUR: Well, it is a bit surprising, Mum, because the book was saying the Sahara’s one of the flattest places in the world!

B. Preference for routine and sameness (Arthur has a certain game he plays every time he’s in the car, and he gets upset if someone changes the rules.)

The Official Rules for Yellow Car

3x04 – Ottery St. Mary

ARTHUR: Yellow car. DOUGLAS: What? ARTHUR: Nothing. Just “yellow car”. MARTIN: Why did you say “yellow car”? ARTHUR: There was a yellow car. MARTIN: But why did you say “yellow car”? ARTHUR: You’ve got to say “yellow car” when there’s a yellow car. MARTIN: Why? ARTHUR: That’s how you play Yellow Car. MARTIN: I’m not playing Yellow Car. ARTHUR: You’re always playing Yellow Car.

4x01 – Timbuktu

ARTHUR: … Yellow car. MR. BIRLING: Can’t you do something to stop him saying that? CAROLYN: Trust me: there is no power on Earth.

4x03 – Vaduz

MAXIMILIAN: Green truck. That counts double. ARTHUR (indignantly): What?! No, no, that’s not how you play! MAXIMILIAN: It is in Liechtenstein. ARTHUR: No it’s not! MAXIMILIAN: It is, because I’m the King of Liechtenstein and I say it is. A hundred points to me! ARTHUR (frantically): There aren’t any points!

2. Difference in cognitive abilities (Arthur struggles with executive function and has been shown to have a slower processing speed. He needs multiple prompts to do things and struggles with multi-step directions.)

2x06 – Limerick

CAROLYN: Arthur. Arthur, it’s an intercom, not a chat line. You’re supposed to be putting the dinner on. ARTHUR: Oh, right. Sorry, Mum.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Is it valuable? CAROLYN: No! Of course not(!) A client just chartered a plane and two pilots to fly a packet of crisps halfway round the world(!) Arthur … you remember when I told you to put the dinner on? ARTHUR: Yeah. CAROLYN: Did you, in fact, do that? ARTHUR: … No. No, now I think about it, I got mixed up and made coffee. CAROLYN: Then perhaps you could have another crack at it now. ARTHUR: Right-o! What are we having?

~*~*~*~

CAROLYN: Arthur. Why is there a half-cooked Admiral’s pie congealing in the microwave? ARTHUR: Oh! I forgot about it. It was just having its little rest in the middle, because otherwise it goes all bubbly at the edges and you have to … CAROLYN: Yes, thank you, Heston Blumenthal. Just sort it out. ARTHUR: Right-o.

3x04 – Ottery St. Mary

ARTHUR: Here we are, chaps … er, chap. Coffee for you, Douglas, and coffee for you … to maybe have a bit later on, Douglas. DOUGLAS: Did you by any chance forget Martin wasn’t flying today, Arthur? ARTHUR: No, I didn’t, actually. It’s just, I only know the amounts to make coffee for two people. DOUGLAS: You could just have made half what you usually make. ARTHUR: Well, I couldn’t because I’d only know what to make half of once I’d made it, and once I’d made it, I’d made it.

~*~*~*~

DOUGLAS: Give me strength. The address on the envelope you picked up from Martin’s pigeonhole at the airfield. ARTHUR: … Right. Now … I know how you’re going to be, but remember you also asked me to pick up the van keys. MARTIN: Arthur … ARTHUR: Half the job was picking up the van keys, and that part I did brilliantly!

3x05 – Rotterdam

DOUGLAS: It’s certainly biggest. All right, Arthur, in your own time. (Pause.) ARTHUR: Who’s saying ‘Action’? DOUGLAS: You can say ‘Action’. ARTHUR: Action! (Pause.) DOUGLAS (tiredly): And go.

4x01 – Timbuktu

MARTIN: Actually, we’re fine, Arthur. We-we’ll be landing in twenty minutes. ARTHUR: Oh, right-o. Oh, and a message from Mum. Er, she says how long until we land? DOUGLAS: … Right.

3. Difference in thinking styles (Arthur thinks and learns in an atypical manner.)

1x01 – Abu Dhabi

CAROLYN: What time is it? ARTHUR: Six fifteen … Oh, damn! CAROLYN: What? ARTHUR: I’m trying to train myself always to talk in twenty-four hour clock, like Martin, but I keep forgetting. CAROLYN: Well, what should you have said? ARTHUR: Well, six fifteen. But not the six fifteen I was thinking of. You see, I was thinking of the one there’s two of, but when you do it right, there should only be one, and what I was … CAROLYN (interrupting): Arthur, Arthur, Arthur, light of my life, do please shut up.

2x06 – Limerick

If you want to listen to this one, click here

MARTIN: Arthur? ‘M’. ARTHUR: What? Ooh! Er, Mountain. Moccasin. Magma. CAROLYN: What’s this now? DOUGLAS: Arthur’s trying to learn the phonetic alphabet. He favours the spot-check method of revision. None of the above, Arthur, no.

ARTHUR: Er, Molecule. Mongoose. Mosquito! MARTIN: Shorter. ARTHUR: Mosque. CAROLYN: It’s a name. ARTHUR: Macnamara. Michinson. Moon! DOUGLAS: A first name. ARTHUR: Er, Martin, er, Maggie, Milly, Molly, Mandy, Matthew, Michael … CAROLYN: Nearly! Shorter. ARTHUR: Mickey! Mick! Mi! Muh! MARTIN: No, Arthur, the phonetic alphabet version of the letter ‘M’ is not ‘Muh’. It’s ‘Mike’! ARTHUR: Oh! I was close, then.

~*~*~*~

ARTHUR: Sorry. Mum, did you say one minute, three minute, one minute? CAROLYN: Oh, for goodness’ sake! No! Of course not! What cooks for one minute and stands for three? It’s three, one, three. ARTHUR: Oh, right. Okay, actually that’s easy to remember, because I’ll just think of 433 Squadron, only remember to swap the first two numbers and take three off the middle one! CAROLYN: Arthur, are you insane? That’s the stupidest way to remember anything I’ve ever heard! MARTIN: Also, it’s not 433 Squadron, it’s 633 Squadron. ARTHUR: Oh, yeah! Thanks, Skipper. So first, I’ve got to add two to the squadron I think it is to get the real squadron and then swap … CAROLYN: No! Don’t do any of that. Just remember it. Just use your brain and remember the three numbers. ARTHUR: Yes! Sorry. Three … three … CAROLYN: No! Oh, come with me.

#cabin pressure #arthur shappey #autistic arthur shappey #autistic headcanon

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ragewerthers · 8 years ago

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If At First You Don’t Succeed...

A/N: Cabin Pressure fandom

Summary: A prompt I received a few days ago from @unionjackpillow about Martins feelings on the first day at the airfield.

Word Count: 1,215

You can also read it over on my AO3 account:

“If At First You Don’t Succeed... Do It Seven More Times Until You Do!”

Across the airfield a soft fog played over the runway, the sun just starting to crest over the trees.

A place with a purpose that is, for a moment, quiet can seem like a dreamworld.

For one man it was.

Martin Crieff sat in his van taking in the scene before him. The lone hanger which held the vessel he would soon captain, the portacabin where he would be able to instruct and conference with his crew, the...... well that was it... but it was wonderful! It was all he had ever hoped for and more than he had started to believe he would get.

Most of Fitton was probably either still asleep or just having their first cups of coffee, but not Martin. He'd already had three and a half cups of coffee by 5:00 a.m. this morning and was like a live wire. He knew a captain needed their rest (12 hrs worth he would tell you if asked), but even so this was an incredibly important day and he wanted it to be perfect. He'd been instructed to be at the airfield at 6:00 a.m. sharp so there was much to do beforehand.

The previous night he'd laid out his captains uniform, polished the gold braiding on his hat, polished his shoes, polished every bit of gold braiding on his hat again and then ran over the flight manifesto for the Abu Dhabi trip. After falling asleep at 7:32 p.m., as difficult as it was, he popped awake like a daisy before his alarms went off at 3:00 a.m. and had been going ever since.

As Martin sat there in his van, which rumbled and sputtered like a smoker having a coughing fit, he kept thinking over what he had to do today.

Remember the weather patterns coming in over the Persian Gulf.

It's a cargo flight so pre-flight checks should be completed after everything is secure in the hold.

All crew should have their bags safely stowed on board along with all proper paperwork for items and all licenses for personnel.

The last one made his heart drop for a moment. His license!

He'd checked at least three times before he'd left his attic, but it had been 30 minutes since he'd last laid eyes on it and it could be anywhere!

Quickly reaching into the back of his van he hauled his overnight bag to the front and quickly looked through the outside pocket. It always did have that falter zipper that he'd never got fixed! What if it had slipped out?! What if...

"Oh god... there you are," he whispered in relief, pulling out the little card. His heart still raced in his chest as his fingers held onto the precious piece of plastic that well and truly marked him as a pilot.

This was really happening. This was really taking place in real time.... for real.

Martin looked up again, eyes once more scanning over the airfield. How long had he worked to get here? How many hours had he put in studying every night, eyes growing tired and sore as he poured over every flight manuel he could get his hands on?

Not to mention the hours spent working his man with a van job to save up every coin he could to take that test? And hadn't that been a trial by fire. Retaking the test over and over and over again until his self esteem and heart felt so battered he wondered why he kept going. Yet somehow.... somehow he'd finally made it here. To his dreamworld.

Never had Martin felt more proud and now that he was here.... never had he felt more at home.

The sound of cars pulling up on the gravel next to his van startled him from his reverie and he cleared his throat, tucking his license back in the bags outer pocket. He stepped out of the van, bag in hand and was quickly met with a rather bouncy and giddy looking man that had him pressed back up against his van in an instant.

"Oh! You must be Martin! Mum has told me so much about you! Well... not much because we've only just met and your interview was only about twenty minutes? But you can learn a lot about a person in twenty minutes! Crickey, imagine how much we'll learn on this flight all the way to Abu Dha-....,"

"Good lord, Arthur. Did you drink coffee this morning or just chew the beans whole?" Douglas drawled, stepping out of his Lexus and swinging his own bag over his shoulder in an almost effortless gesture. "Don't let him frighten you.... Martin, was it? He's always excited to meet new people...... and also people he's met before. He just likes people to be honest, but once you let him sniff your palm and he gets used to your scent he should calm down."

"I'm not a dog, Douglas! I'm a person.... obviously," Arthur said with an exasperated little roll of his eyes and huff, though the wide smile still remained on his face. He looked back at Martin and thumbed toward Douglas. "He must not've had his coffee yet this morning. Thinking I'm a dog.... honestly." Arthur chuckled, shaking his head and starting to follow the First Officer to the portacabin. He paused a moment and looked back at the captain who was still standing near his van, hands clutching his bag like a first year holding his lunchbox on the first day of school.

"Aren't you coming, Skip?" he asked, the question causing Douglas to stop his trek to the warmth of the portacabin to turn and look at the man curiously.

"Martin? I promise that you really don't have to let Arthur sniff you.... it was just a helpful suggestion," Douglas said, a slight smirk on his face.

Martin looked between the two of them. This.... this definitely wasn't what he thought his dream was going to be if or when it came to fruition, yet… it was his and nothing could change how proud he was to be here.

"Yes, no! I mean... yes, I'm coming and no... that's not a helpful suggestion, but thank you all the same, First Officer Richardson," Martin said, starting to walk toward the portacabin with the little group.

Douglas raised his eyebrows at that, standing a little straighter himself, a slight sparkle in his eyes. "My apologies, Sir. I didn't realize our captain wasn't a fan of helpful suggestions which I... the lowly first officer, am generally tasked with giving," he said in his best unsarcastic, yet woefully sarcastic, voice.

Martin huffed and narrowed his gaze at the man. "In flight and during crisis. Not when meeting with the crew on the first morning!" he argued.

"Meeting Arthur is a crisis," Douglas said innocently, causing Martin to scowl a bit more on the stewards behalf.

Arthur looked between the two as they continued to bicker all the way to the door, following behind them like the puppy he definitely was not. "I think.... we're definitely learning a lot about each other. And it hasn't even been twenty minutes!"

#cabin pressure #martin crieff #douglas richardson #arthur shappey

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theresa-of-liechtenstein · 7 years ago

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Martin Crieff for the character ask!

yikes, sorry it took me a Literal Week to answer this, I’ve been away…

general opinion: fall in a hole and die | don’t like them | eh | they’re fine I guess | like them! | love them | actual love of my lifehotness level: get away from me | meh | neutral | theoretically hot but not my type | pretty hot | gorgeous! | 10/10 would banghogwarts house: gryffindor | slytherin | ravenclaw | hufflepuff best quality: idk, his persistence I suppose? I also find him endearingly awkward so that’s a thingworst quality: sometimes he can come off as a bit too persistent, at least that’s how I feel sometimes listening to some of the episodesship them with: Okay now, if there’s one thing you should know about me, it’s that in my fandoms, I either ship almost everything, or I don’t ship anything at all. In Cabin Pressure…well, let’s just say I’m probably more of the former. But I’m really inclined to ship him with Douglas or Theresa. Or both of them tbh.brotp them with: is “everyone” a good response? well, everyone except Gordon. Ick.needs to stay away from: beesmisc. thoughts: tbh I just want to give him a hug

send me a character

#emilia answers #afteriwake

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miss-m-calling · 6 years ago

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Trick or Treat 2018 letter

Dear writer,

Hello and thank you for writing for me. I’m very excited to read whatever you come up with.

Regarding tricks and treats: for tricks, a story in the general tone of the canon would be great; if you want to introduce a more clear-cut trick element, spookiness, ambiguity, menace, some darkness, maybe some violence if the story wants to go there, a dark supernatural element (e.g., what may or may not be a haunting) even if the canon’s realistic, rather than extreme grimdark where everyone dies or gets raped and dismembered.

For treats, a story in the general tone of the canon would be great; if you want to introduce a more clear-cut treat element, humor, silliness, crack, a maybe-supernatural element (e.g., this is definitely not a haunting right?), something mildly hopeful, rather than teeth-rotting fluff.

Requests:

American Gods (TV)

Laura Moon, Mad Sweeney

Fic, trick or treat

I ship it. Yes I do. I also love their snarky road trip in and of itself. They’re both such assholes and so fascinating, even if they mellow toward each other a bit in the last two episodes, and all the gods/magic/resurrection stuff swirling around them begs to be explored further. Plus she’s half his size yet can and does beat him up with literally one finger, and then there the angst of he having killed her and then brought her back.

Please give me either missing scenes from the road trip (with or without Salim, whom I like too) or something post-S1. Laura discovers (how? you decide!) that Sweeney gave her back the coin after their accident -- whatever happens next, some punching may be involved. Wednesday’s big war finally comes, and “don’t you dare die on me, you asshole” is a line either Sweeney or Laura (or both) might say to each other. Or something exploring living death. Magical bargains. Meetings – smooth and harmonious, though let’s be real, with these two it’s probably the opposite – with other Old Gods and assorted supernatural beings from various cultures. What kind of favor did Sweeney do for Ostara that would be worth her bringing someone back to life as repayment? What other powers might Sweeney have (he doesn’t seem on a par with someone like Wednesday and Ostara, nor does he consider himself to be entirely like them)? How long can a dead wife keep going before she’s “soup”? What other superhuman abilities might dead!Laura have? Can the dead do magic? Laura asked “What does Wednesday have to lose?” and the answer is...? (Yes, give me that sweet poetic justice.) Sweeney basically stops calling her “dead wife” (or anything else) toward the end of S1 -- there comes a time when he (has to) call her by her actual name, and that’s a tricky moment for them to navigate. Or, Mad Sweeney is not his actual name, since true names have great magical power; Laura discovers or learns his name, from someone else or from himself; what does she do with that knowledge? Also, my perfect AG spinoff would basically be Sweeney and Laura tooling around America, looking to get her resurrected (whether they succeed in this or not is up to you), stealing ever more ridiculous vehicles, arguing/fighting and having those pesky moments where vulnerability and genuineness creep in – and fucking. So I’d be down for porn, but only for these two characters together, not one of them with a third party. If it helps your inspiration, you can find some of my meta and lots of tag-burbling about these two here.

I have read the book, and while I prefer the show characters, you can use or riff on book material if you want. With reference to one of my DNWs, for this canon, describing Laura’s physical decay is totally fine.

Cabin Pressure

Fic, treat

Carolyn Knapp-Shappey, Arthur Shappey, Martin Crieff, Douglas Richardson

I just want more canon-y stories with their loopy humor and their weird yet loving family dynamics among the crew. Shenanigans in mid-flight or in the tedium which precedes and the tiredness which follows them. Someone smuggles (knowingly or not) an exotic animal on-board, legal, security, medical and/or slapstick chaos ensues. A mechanical, passenger- or smuggled-goods-caused problem arises and is solved during a journey. More games played on board GERTI. While I DNW holiday settings or themes, I can see comic potential in Arthur getting overly enthusiastic about Halloween (remember Arthur at Christmas?). Playing around with a specific destination, like in many episodes, would be a plus. If it helps inspire you, my favorite episodes in terms of tone and content are: Douz, Gdansk, Johannesburg, Limerick, Ottery St. Mary, Uskerty, and Xinzhou.

For this canon, I’d prefer either gen or, if you want to go there, Douglas/Carolyn, which is a ship I always thought had potential – they understand each other very well and trust each other most of the time, but they’re both also snark-masters, tend to look down on anyone not as smart or quick-witted as they (Arthur being the sole -- occasional -- exception), and are really good about keeping their defenses up against other people.

Justified

Boyd Crowder, Rachel Brooks

Fic, trick or treat

For Boyd, a moment in canon or post-canon, during his likely-lifelong incarceration, where we get to see him work one of his schemes. For Rachel, case fic or friendship fic, and you can definitely throw in Raylan and/or Tim and/or Art. Model Marshal Rachel gets stuck doing the early morning prisoner transport or handling walk-ins (bonus points for telling me how she earned this punishment from Art). Banter is always a plus.

And if you wanted to tackle Boyd & Rachel or Boyd/Rachel, well. I would love that. Their few brief interactions in canon always left me wanting more. Boyd trying to pull the wool over Rachel’s eyes and her not having it. Having to work together or Rachel needing to use Boyd as a informant, and possibly how the hostility might shade into flirting and how Rachel might feel about that, given Boyd’s past (even if, as Raylan said, Boyd’s too smart to really believe in white supremacy, there’s still his lifelong criminality). The beginnings of a good working relationship or friendship or affection, and how frustrating and difficult that would be, because they are who they are. Or the later stages of a relationship, when somehow they make it work, however tense it gets at times.

Specifically for trick fic, there be somethin’ spooky in them there hills. Maybe it’s just the usual bunch of hillbillies with more firepower than brains, maybe it’s something genuinely eldritch. Marshals and/or local crime lords walk right into it. A Lovecraftian riff would be great, as would an actually-mundane case of crime happening under cover of supernatural goings-on.

DC New Earth

Thessaly

Fic, trick

I nominated this character under The Sandman’s canon tag, but it got moved to the DC New Earth umbrella tag.

Thessaly is my favorite Sandman character and one of my favorite characters in general. I love that she is not always or even often likeable, but she is always compelling, intriguing, hypercompetent, ruthless, fearless, and sometimes foolhardy. Her solitary ways and commitment to her own long-term survival, without the reader ever figuring out what – other than the desire for more life – drives her, fascinate me, as does her humorlessness coupled with everything that’s fantastic and supernatural about her. I’d love to see her do more chilling magic (invent dark, bloody rituals and tell me about them, by all means), go on adventures in the Waking, Dreaming, or still other realms*, get into a jam (maybe the Moon tries to claim her? Or she obtains a magical artifact and its owner isn’t happy?) and get out of it in her own way. Or Thessaly interacting with other Dreaming denizens (say, snarky Matthew, or the three guardians of the entrance to Morpheus’ palace, or the Second Corinthian with all his identity issues). Or give me glimpses of Thessaly’s past, over the many millennia she’s been around. Or, she must have moved from other worlds or planes of reality, possibly at their final destruction, to our own, just as she moves to Barbie’s dreamworld and survives its destruction; what were those worlds like, or where might Thessaly go once this world is gone? Does she outlast or out-trick the Moon in the process?

One thing I would appreciate you not dwelling on is Thessaly/Morpheus – I don’t mean retcon it out of existence, just don’t dwell on the actual relationship, which I always found somewhat improbable. Exploring Thessaly’s hurt and anger after the end of that relationship is fine. I have also read the Thessaly spin-offs, so you can riff on those if you want (what does she do with all the dead crowding her at the end?), but please note that if you describe Thessaly, I prefer her frumpy, self-composed design in Sandman over the Lara Croft-lite of the spinoffs.

*Fusion suggestion: if you wanted to send Thessaly into the world of Jennifer Haley’s play The Nether, I would be there with bells on. If you are unfamiliar with The Nether, it’s a science-fiction play about literally living on the Internet (easily handwaved into a kind of magic or a living dream) and how that influences people’s sense of self – be forewarned that the play’s not explicit but is pretty damn dark.

Likes:

I love pre-canon, canon, post-canon, canon-divergent, and “missing scene from canon” stories. I love character-driven and plot-driven stories equally, and I love fics which mix humor and angst/serious business when appropriate for the canon.

I love character studies, characters at work and play, stories about group dynamics, family dynamics (including constructed families), professional partnerships, friendships, alliances, rivalries, intimate couples, UST-ridden couples who are not just UST-ridden but connected in other ways too, etc.

I love irony, snark, 5+1 stories, bittersweet endings, hopeful endings, happy endings, canon-fitting crack, worldbuilding, characters who are their own worst enemies as well as those who learn to get over themselves, characters with conflicting values which may or may not be reconciled/resolved in a believable and IC way, characters who treat each other with respect and as equals even if they hate/annoy/can’t stand/love to dislike each other.

I especially love workplace stories (this can mean anything from an office/procedural setting to anything that revolves around the canon world in which the characters live) in which the characters are competent and dedicated to the job, and while they may not be exactly friends and they may well irritate one another, they still manage to rub along to get the job done and maybe even grow to care about one another (much to their surprise and sometimes reluctance/discomfort). Or, if they can’t get along, show me why not and what’s preventing them from finding common ground.

In terms of ship dynamics, I love (where it fits the characters) banter, competitiveness or antagonism shading into attraction (this tension need not be resolved), bickering yet loving couples, faithfulness, characters who are serious about their romantic interests, characters who think they are much better at flirtation than they actually are, characters forced to work together only to prove much more compatible than they initially assumed, fics which mix an exploration of characters’ professional and everyday lives with shipping. A dynamic I cannot resist is shipping a couple who are incompatible in some important way (they are ideological enemies, cop/criminal, spies from opposite sides), and while they love and want each other they’re also not willing to change sides or surrender/compromise their identity for the other’s benefit, and how they might (or not) make their relationship work anyway.

I don’t have any very specific likes for smut, other than smut fitting the characters – show me how their canon dynamics spill over into the bedroom (or other place of congress). I also like sexual scenarios that subvert expectations a little and surprise the characters themselves (e.g., the person who’s usually quiet or more passive taking charge, the more aggressive person goes with it possibly snarking or commenting on it as long as they can). And I like sexual scenarios that contain an element of competition, antagonism, oh-god-this-is-a-bad-idea-but-we’re-going-for-it, not wanting to admit feelings or show vulnerability except oops it happens anyway, whether the characters acknowledge it or not, or just people getting way more into it or being more affected by it than they thought they would. Oral, vaginal, anal, manual (ifyouknowwhatImean) – it’s all good. You can go as veiled or as explicit as you like, but please avoid excessive medical jargon – I don’t find a lot of mention of “penis” and “clit” sexy.

DNWs:

Kinks, MPREG, A/B/O, knotting, D/s, incest, underage, genderswap and genderbent characters, non-con, dub-con, torture and abuse (this and non-con/dub-con can be mentioned if the story needs it, but please don’t dwell on it in loving detail or subject any of my requested characters to it), dwelling on bodily fluids (mentions of gore and come are fine where appropriate), toilet humor, character bashing, soulmates and soul marks, major character death (unless it’s canon), pregnancy and children as the lynchpin of the story (unless strictly canon appropriate), characters agonizing over/analyzing/dwelling on their or others’ sexuality as if it’s the sum total of their existence, secondary characters acting like shipping the main pair is their be all and end all, fluff and schmoop, OCs (except in small roles and/or for worldbuilding purposes – I just don’t want a fic in which OCs are the heroes, while my requested characters are cameos), issuefic, explicit or implicit reference to current events or politics in the US, fic written in the first or second person, holiday or wedding setting or theme, AUs which have nothing to do with canon (cop characters working in a coffee shop, high-school janitor characters in space, etc.)

#dear author letter #trick or treat exchange

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