arch_calzen | Entries tagged with work: fanfiction

I've already said that at AO3, but I'll mention here as well: firstly, there's going to be a third part to the interlude before we are back to present, and secondly, the exams are thankfully over, but I was unlucky enough to injure myself (:D), and I guess it might affect the speed of updating. Meh.

( Carolyn parked the car, unbuckled her seatbelt and got out of the vehicle as swiftly as possible, slamming the door quickly so that her son’s cheery voice would stay muffled for at least a couple of blessed seconds. )

A short retrospective interlude, Because Exams
(Edit: turns out to be not as short as intended (AGAIN. DAMN IT. WHY.), so I split it in two parts)

( Douglas switched off the ignition and leant back in his leather seat, lazily glancing around the visible part of the airfield. )

A truly gigantic thing, ugh! And Douglas' brother is a two-faced bastard, but I like him for some reason.

( Martin woke up a little past ten hundred, as was his habit during days off when he wasn’t too exhausted by the previous day. )

(I think I'll stop adding the heading, at least until something changes (the rating?))

A/N for the chapter: I am in love with this house, therefore I declare Douglas' to be a similar one.
Also, I still failed (again. AGAIN) to fit everything I had planned for the initially ninth chapter, so the hints from the previous one float gracefully through this one and on to the next one :DDD Oh gosh, I am a horrible person

And on an entirely different matter, Timbuktu is brilliant!!! All the feels

( Douglas glanced to his right and turned the volume control, reducing the soft sounds of ‘La traviata’ to almost lullaby-like state. )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Douglas, Martin, Carolyn, Arthur, various OCs. D/M
Rating: K for now, I suppose. Will go up in later chapters
Genre: mostly Romance, with a dash of some other genres
Word count: Ugh, will count when it's finished :D
Summary: Initially a fill for the CP kink meme. Prompt: "Neither Douglas or Martin have ever felt attracted to another man. But these feelings that build so slowly and surely, grown from friendship and companionship, are difficult to ignore. Before they well and truly realised what is happening, they've fallen in love with each other.
They almost can't believe it themselves."

A/N: Not much action here, because I originally planned to include more in this chapter, but it's already almost 14k symbols, so I'll have to split it in two; most probably I'll write down the tenth part tomorrow, if I have the time. But you can already see frankly broad hints on what will happen there ;)
Also, see the end of the chapter for notes.

( Douglas rubbed his eyes and shifted his shoulders in an attempt to get more comfortable on the old sofa – if the word ‘comfortable’ was applicable to the deformed piece of furniture. )

(Cheesy title is cheesy, and the fic almost doesn't have anything to do with dancing. Not literally, anyway.)
(Also, gets a separate tag)

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Douglas, Martin, Carolyn, Arthur, various OCs. D/M
Rating: K for now, I suppose. Will go up in later chapters
Genre: mostly Romance, with a dash of some other genres
Word count: Ugh, will count when it's finished :D
Summary: Initially a fill for the CP kink meme. Prompt: "Neither Douglas or Martin have ever felt attracted to another man. But these feelings that build so slowly and surely, grown from friendship and companionship, are difficult to ignore. Before they well and truly realised what is happening, they've fallen in love with each other.
They almost can't believe it themselves."

( Douglas was maybe an hour away (and only forty minutes late for!) the airfield when his phone buzzed. )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Douglas, Martin, various minor OMCs
Rating: possibly a T, idk
Genre: Hurt/Comfort. Initially gen, but can be counted as mild D/M
Word count: 2,761
Summary: OP requested an artfill for a Martin in a shock-blanket being led to an ambulance by Douglas after kidnapping. The artfill is in the post above, but after it I exploded with a regular fill, so here it is.

( Five days and seven hours since Martin didn’t show up at the airfield, when they were supposed to fly to Frankfurt. )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): the crew, minor OMC
Rating: K
Genre: Humour
Word count: 2,272
Summary: The prompt was, "Douglas plays Javert for Fitton's production of Les Miz", which was generously non-restrictive, so I sort of got carried away.

( Douglas entered the cabin at the precise time he had intended to arrive on. )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Martin, minor OMC
Rating: K, K+ max
Genre: Humour
Word count: 1,356
Summary: Martin discovers CP fanfiction... and likes it. A truly microscopic TW for mentions of mentions of mentions of injury, death, rape etc. You know, fandom.

( Martin blinked several times, as if expecting the vision to dissolve into thin air. )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Douglas/Martin
Rating: T, I guess? Never were any good with identifying this stuff
Genre: Angst, Romance, Hurt/Comfort
Word count: 4,756
Summary: OP requested a fill where Martin sleeps with back pressed tightly against the wall in substitution for ~~his FO~~ someone embracing and protecting him. During work he instinctively migrates closer to Douglas without realizing it. Douglas, however, does and is determined to offer comfort.

( Why? )

Fandom: Cabin Pressure
Character(s), Pairing(s): Arthur, Douglas, Martin, bit of Carolyn
Rating: K
Genre: Humour
Word count: 1047
Summary: Arthur discovers the aviation superstition that there will be money if a Steward spills drinks on board

A/N: I deviated a bit from the original prompt (it also included "For a while after that, no drink aboard Gerti is safe", which I kind of failed), but the OP was satisfied nevertheless, so I guess the fail was not as huge as I feared it would be.

( Arthur, what in the love of God are you doing? )