On the fifth day of Christmas, Captain Martin Crieff gave to me: A bunch of
this is what happens when i get the urge to draw something vaguely bean-shaped
i think i accidentally made one of my squishies
“The passengers have a few requests.”
“Um, well, more beer. They were very clear about that. Look, to make sure I remembered they wrote it on… me.”
“Oh yes, so they did.”
This is my first Cabin Pressure fanart, woohoo! Credited with my deviantART account because I am too lazy to create another file, sorry.
For ghostbees, who wanted Martin and Douglas from Cabin Pressure (I’m sorry it took so long QwQ)! Maybe it’s because I don’t travel by plane much, but gosh do I ever love aeroports!
It’s… it’s beyond the awesomeness.
MARTIN (panting heavily): “Oh. Oh! Oooh, God! Oh, please do that again!”
MARTIN (breathing normally now): “Douglas?”
MARTIN (irritated sigh): “Simon. Says. Please do that again. Although the mood’s gone now.”
DOUGLAS: “It’s not my fault. You could give it up anytime you wanted.”
MARTIN: “Why aren’t you giving it up then?”
DOUGLAS: “Oh, I just assumed you enjoyed bringing this third man into our bedroom… Bit kinky, but who am I to argue about what floats your boat?”
Oh my God, oh my God, my sides. I don’t ship Douglas/Martin, but I can so totally see them doing this. BRBLMFAO.
Oh God. The images I have now in my mind.
Oh, I loved that prompt!