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room-on-broom · 10 months
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It's been a hot minute since you posted your wip game! Naturally I want to hear about all your Stingray wips, but I'll whittle it down to Avoid the Star and the Aquanauts Girl 😁
oh it has! ha how long did that wittling take? let me see let me look now think you might be getting a slight three for two here haha
Avoid the Star
tis another start of the east based episode but with a twist (once i work the ending out)!
“Marina? Atlanta? You girls holding up okay?” “I'm... alright Troy thank you.” Atlanta said stiffly gathering up Her notes and pens. Then Paused. “But that was not pleasant.” "I do NOT like the way Hudat spoke to you."  Shore grumbled. “Neither do I.” Troy scowled. “or me.” Phone agreed. “Same.” Fisher added. Marina nodded too. “Well I wasn't exacly thrilled either!” Atlanta cut back.
The Aquanaught's girl-
okay so you see A Mermaid's Kiss there on the list as well? well tahst the Atlanta/Marina love triangle thing i was working on (part of that other 'thing' i sent you). you know when Chest compressions sprialled off and became its own one shot? same happened again, sort of. i have this bit where it didnt fit the main story but i didnt want to ditch it out right so now it is it's own... not yet a fic or even a plot atm its just chilling. only this time its turn for Marina's pov and pining/jelousy, with a more Atlanta/troy leaning...
Humans are pretty in their own funny way. at least too marina. and while she’d thrilled to be made welcome meeting __ . Although she’s not sure what to make of the one Troy called both ‘Honey’ and ‘Atlanta’. Or what “ I certainly know what I’m up against.” Remark means. But the way she’d said Marina’s own name back to her when first laying eyes on her? It makes Marina pause. Marina had never seen any one with red hair before either. not outside of pictures. Its so oppersite to herself, short and wavey, curls like sea fog. She, 'Atlanta' is all pink and orange like a sun. She must be special for Troy to__. to be a daughter of a commander. Was commander a king like titian? (of a place that is, not like tatain in manner she hoped)! Or like a commander of guards, if Captain Troy took orders from him? Here. Safe. With Troy Phones. __and the lady with a lovely voice that Marina was sure even sirens of the nothen waters would be jealous. So why did Marina feel so bad?
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Hmmm... I was daydreaming about redoing the original Thunderbirds movies (TAG1966 and TB6) just for fun because why not? 😆
TAG would be an adventure/action film surrounding the adventures of the Tracy Brothers, all having their balanced roles (it would be the same with everyone). The story would be more focused on the family and their relationships, while combating the Hood along the way. The Zero X plot would turn into a subplot, not important but it would be a thing that the story will come back to at the end.
TB6 would still be "the Alan Tracy" movie, but his plot would be him helping Brains getting out of his "art block", with the help of Tin-Tin and the rest of the gang. And the sixth Thunderbird came to be not from Jeff asking Brains for another vehicle, but Brains being a bit obsessed with the idea of creating another Thunderbird, hence why he got a little stuck. Meanwhile the Hood was up to no good (as he would).
Thanks for listening to my idea talk.😁
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uniwolfcorn · 1 year
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Ask game, number 2, TAG Alan, let's party 😎
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Ur welcome👍
(Also tysm for the ask Tea!💕💕💕)
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skymaiden32 · 2 years
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For the ask game, who needs more love? 🥺
For TOS, of course I’m going to say our beloved spaceman, John. 💜
My TAG pick is Wayne Rigby. Absolute legend XD I absolutely love his dynamic with Kayo.
Thanks for the ask! ^^
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spaceshipsoutthepool · 2 months
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"I'll get you some shoes." Piggy back Work in progress. Rereading @teapotteringabout fic
(Image id four rough sketchs of marina and phones from stingray. Pencil ink and then stages of colouring in watercolour. Marina is on phone's back as he's carry her. He's talkingand shes smiling at him. )
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riallasheng · 1 year
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Squiddo's Ask Game
Got three asks while I was out giving my brother's car a jumpstart and tow with my truck, so answering them all together ^^
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@teapotteringabout
@alexthefly
@mrmustachious
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I'll be doing my usual 'Lady Penelope, TOS, 04 film, TaG' for each question ^^
Under the readmore because LONG (as in I crashed the editor six times long!! XD)
teapotteringabout's first, as I recieved those first^^
12) If I could delete a episode/scene, which one would I pick and why Lady Penelope: *laughs* you'd think that'd be a TOUGH one, as I like pretty much ALL of Penny's adventures and stories in her comics and novels... BUUUUUUUUUUUT... I hate the 'Penelope as a Young Adult' comic run (for multiple reasons. I hate that we jump from the 2050s / 2060s to the 1960s. I hate that Mrs Petherton and Spider are gone as they were REALLY GOOD characters. I hate that Penny goes from a rich girl to a 'middle class' girl, becuase her being rich IS a factor in who Penny is. I hate that her being a SPY and goign to go to SPY SCHOOL was dropped. I hate that Penny has a total personality change. I just DO NOT LIKE the run, so it's what I'd cut TOS: Probably Thunderbird 6, even though I do like several scenes in it. Or if it remained it'd undergo a heavy enough re-write to basically be no nevermind / in-name-only. I used to have a fanfic rewrite of it that made it TinTin focused, her deciding if she wanted to remain Support or become Active Rescue that I wrote back in the early Naughts, but it sadly was lost over the years and I've not had anything resembling the time to try to rewrite it ^^;; If not Thunderbird 6, then probably the novel Ring of Fire as it was a very disappointing conclusion to the novels. 04 film: Hm. Oddly a tough one. While there are scenes I dislike, I usually can see WHY the scene is there and/or it's important for the plotline or character arcs, OR it's a case of good concept but poor execution. *ends up spending several RL minutes going over scenes I dislike and realizing that 'crap, no, that's needed for the plotline / character arc / concept is sound'* Y'know, I'm gonna do something odd here. 'What is a big plot element that you'd change to teh point that the original plotpoint is dropped / replaced'. And the answer to that is use the rumor that in the first draft of the film, Jeff was recently gone, lost on a rescue, and SCOTT was the one in Jeff's role... struggling to keep IR going, dealing with recent grief, and trying to keep his mid-teen brother safe for as long as he could. (I do wonder if TaG used this old rumor / idea on purpose or if it was just a coincidence) TaG: Either of the Sally episodes ^^;; And this one isn't even that I dislike Sally, or at least 90% of it is not that... I just ended up disliking the episodes by themselves plotting / story wise. I dislike several things in the EMP episode, but the standout THERE was actually Sally's 'save one life' speech becuase while that's a noble sentiment... FATE. OF. THE. WORLD. and BILLIONS of lives depended on the bad guys not getting away with the device, Sally had NO IDEA that they didn't have it, and she should have told Virgil to go after the bad guys while on-site rescueers or she herself saved the one life (that's actually the scene that made me start actively disliking Sally rather than being neutral on her, although there are other scenes that added to it). As for the other episode... I've yet to run into an example of 'the support team uses the machines and solo saves the day while the rescue team is unavailable' that I liked, and this one is no different.
14) A headcanon I love, dislike, and have a neutral opinion on. Lady Penelope: Love: Penny's mysterious former-spy father is actually a retired Agent 21. The ages line up, and canonically the Agents change their name both when they JOIN and when they RETIRE, and Agent 23 looks so simular to Penny that people constantly think 23 ***IS*** Penny and use her bio picture as a picture of Penny. Dislike: That Penny is disdainful or even dislikes Parker. She canonically and directly states how much she respects and likes him in her novels and comics, and while she sometimes is at odds with him, that respect and like remains. Neutral: That the reason Penny has a fear of mice and rats is due to one of her earliest spy missions going wrong and her spending time captive in a mice/rat infested cell that left her with psycological and physical scars. ...Plus, to be frank, MOST PEOPLE were scared of mice and rats at the time. They were a real problem and in some cases danger to people. There's a reason that the REAL villain in Lady and the Tramp is a rat, and it going after the baby is something that could and DID happen IRL. TOS: Love: (oh so many XD) Let's go with an odd one. That Jeff has been friends with Wilbur Zero, Sam Shore, and Charles Grey since childhood, the four still being friends even into current times. All four know and respect that there are secrets each has that they can't talk about and must actively protect, and they do their best not to investigate or even help support / protect it if the need arises. The other three are certain that Jeff is FINANCING International Rescue, but they don't realize that the Tracys ARE International Rescue. Dislike: I don't like the 'Gordon doesn't actually get along well with his family' headcanon. I don't know if it's still a thing, but it was something that cropped up on occasion in older fanfics and zines and BOY do I dislike it. Neutral: Alan's astronaut training was done at WARP (WSP in canon, I changed it to WARP - world astronautical & rift patrol - so it stood out from the OTHER WSP - World Security Patrol, and WASP - world aquanaut security patrol). This one is neutral because to me it seems likely to the point of being near canon ^^;; 04 Film: Love: That there is a missing scene once all is said and done and they're safe on the island and Alan is being congratulated by Jeff when you suddenly hear a "ALAN!! WHAT THE HELL DID YOU DO TO MY BIRD!?!" off camera from Scott when he finally gets a chance to check One over becuase One got put through the wringer a bit XD Dislike: That Fermat is Brains' CLONE. Why is THAT the 'only' option?! Why is that the FIRST option!? Why is 'Brains was with someone and they seperated or the woman was lost, perhaps in the same accident that killed Alan's mom' not what people assume? (actually if you want some terror fodder... look at how Fermat reacts to WOMEN compared to how he reacts to MEN, because that is nearly textbook for a young teen abused by a woman / mother.) Neutral: The Tracys don't mind people filming the Tbirds because there is no way to STOP THAT with cameras being as readily available as they are, and they always wear the disguising helmets we see Virgil wearing during the Oil Rig rescue when outside the Tbirds so their identities are protected. TaG: Love: That IR has actually only been back at full operation for a short time frame, as there likely was a solid chunk of time where Scott was the only one old enough to be on rescues (John could have easily been on comms the whole time, but Virgil would need to have been in his late teens at minimum to take up the duties required for Two. Same for Gordon. Kayo seems to have been MIA until fairly recently, Alan only JUST started rescue work, and there is no indication that Sally was ever involved in rescue work.
Dislike: That TaG Gordon was in WASP (and actually that TaG Scott was in the Air Force). Gordon's, at best, 18 or 19, when tag starts , and the youngest you can enlist at is 17... and that is with guardian permission. the catch is Gordon's been an active member of iR for well over a year given all dialogue. Thus there's no TIME for him to have been in WASP. TOS Tracys are all 19 (Alan) and up, they've all had time prior to IR for pre-existing careers... the TaG boys don't, esp with the 'iR has ben a thing for over 8 years' Neutral: The reason the world seems so 'at peace' is actually narrator bias. The tag Tracys are all to a man pacifists and are attending rescues... the world is not as peaceful and perfect as they think it is, because they are to one degree or another protected from it.
Now I answer Alex's question!!
15) which protagonist do I think would make a good villain? (The answer may surprise you!! XD)
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jacksonstarkiller · 1 year
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*Magenta and Blue in an SPV on their way to an assignment*
Blue: Are you nervous?
Magenta: Yeah.
Blue: Is this your first time?
Magenta: No I’ve been nervous many times before.
( @avengedbiologist @inertplanetary @teapotteringabout )
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room-on-broom · 5 months
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20 Questions for Fic Writers
Tug by @marvellouslymadmim thank you so much me luv
Tagging @heathtrash @teapotteringabout @holdmecloser-gandydancer @womble1 @janetm74 @kiwi-cackles and YOU! and who else wants to do it! more questions under the read more
1. How many works do you have on A03?
48 (60 on fanfic)
2. What's your total A03 word count?
I've no idea, i messed up on my calculator and dont have the pactience to go back over it
3. What fandoms do you write for?
Currently Stingray and Thunderbirds. and worst witch. its always worst witch
4. What are your top five fics by kudos?
Jabberjay-ded (128 vs 4 comments lol) Little Wizard, The Broken Hand mirror, Mildred's Monstrous Misadventures, (ah yeah witching kind!) and I saw Seven Idiots.
5. Do you respond to comments? Why or why not?
Fanfic.net dosnt let me reply any more??? but I do try to. even if its just a key smash and a thankyou. or if its an emoji spam i emoji spam back. I love those.
6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?
Hm. The closest ones I could think of are Death's acquaintance and In grief we bake. I don't tend to do agnsty endings. even the sad ish ones are kind hopeful.
EDIT: JABBERYJAYED! I forgot!? litreally a hunger games fic ends up in devistation?? fool.
7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?
I couldnt narrow it down so top 2: I saw 7 Dogs and Christmas Cards
8. Do you get hate on fics?
Onlya few times in the past. two of those times were Worst witch ship trolls and just deleted them. one was my fault, i got uppity with an 'UPDATE NOW' comment and user just went a few my other fics being rude. againn deleted.
9. Do you write smut?
write yes. post no. (not yet-!) :o
10. Do you write crossovers?
yes. Ive have a good half a dozen under my belt and a couple in the works.
11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?
Not that I know of
12. Have you ever had a fic translated?
angain no not that i know of.
13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?
No but I would count @teapotteringabout @kiwi-collideoscope and Princess Sammi as , the amount i've bouced ideas about with them.
14. What's your all-time favourite ship?
Mary Poppins and Bert. the OTP before i knew what the internet was.
15. What's the WIP you want to finish but doubt you ever will?
Froot, SEASICK and Cherrytree Carol. plus a bunch of WW ones. I keep picking them up but i feel like they might be left on the shelf a little longer.
16. What are your writing strengths?
Dialogue and character voices. I also love mixing humour in too, even just a little sprinkle into sad bits and I think i do that quite well.
17. What are your writing weaknesses?
Plot bunnies. and not finishing current WIPS. Ive made a mountain of improvement on that frount but yeah posting chapters before before the fics even 50% done. To the point ive sequeals to fics that are only two lines of an epic.
18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?
Massivise kudos who can do that. not my forte. The closest I've come is writing the odd burst of ASL and BSL for Unshackled and Chest Compressions, and a pinch of welsh for Lucretia’s Baller but as yet Hypothetical Birthday Cake.
19. First fandom you wrote for?
Corpse Bride (2005). a sad little fic for a le sad victor van dort.
20. Favourite fic you've ever written?
Ever? Probably have to Mildred's Montorus adventures. but Your mother and Mine's got a special place in my heartjust cos family and the catharisis .
Thank you!!
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For the ask game - what's your favourite line of dialogue in Ghost of the Sea? 😄
"Just how many more times I am going to hear this stupid story of this giant piece of fish meat?" grumbled Commander Shore.
I just... Can't stop giggling my giblets off every time I reread this😂. And this is in the first chapter!
And every time I read this, I couldn't stop thinking to myself, "Oh Shore... You are in for a big surprise... :p" (Here's a bit of teaser right there ;3)
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willow-salix · 1 year
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Scored a Stingray annual at comic con.
Look at this handsome guy!
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We stan Phones in this house.
@teapotteringabout
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uniwolfcorn · 7 months
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⚡️THUNDERDOGS ARE GO!⚡️
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John: Bozori
Gordon: Shiba Inu
Alan: Beagle
Virgil: Newfoundland
Scott: Greyhound
Jefferson: Norwegian Elkhound
Sally/Ruth: Bearded Collie
Lucy: Samoyed
💜🧡🤍💛💙🧡💛❤️💚💙💜💖🖤🤎🤍
Happy Thunderbirds Day
To Everyone!~
Tagging: @dragonoffantasyandreality, @skymaiden32, @teapotteringabout, @jacksonstarkiller, @alexthefly, @avengedbiologist, @louthestarspeaker, @crunchyluigi, @squiddokiddo, @gumnut-logic, @janetm74, @godsliltippy, @gaviiadastra, @katblu42, @lenle-g, @thundergirl007, @ak47stylegirl, @dreamycloud, @etrnlvoid, @knyee, @greywake, @llamawrites, @tikatu, @willow-salix, @forest-falcon, @riallasheng, @soniabigcheese, @inertplanetary, @mrmustachious, @yarol2075, @galaxytransman, @n-chu4ever💕
Bonus! Here's John with a blanket. He keeps it on at all times XD
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halowritesthings · 2 years
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take a chance (break a leg)
Fandom: Thunderbirds
Pairing: Jeff & Alan
Word Count: 3198
Summary: It appears that Alan has been repeatedly sneaking out without anyone knowing. None of the brothers are brave enough to confront him about it immediately. Fortunately—or unfortunately, it was hard to tell—the last eight years Jeff spent in space was just enough to rip away any sense of tact he might have had towards stuff like this, meaning he was more than ready to do the talking-to himself.
@tagminibang2022​ (@tagminibang) TIME WOOO
the artist i was given was the lovely @teapotteringabout​! when i was given them i was SO STOKED to write something since all of their art is amazing!! i had a hard time picking, there were a handful of pieces that tickled my muse with inspo, but ultimately, this one here gave my brain enough imagery to create a fully-fledged fic
this fic can also be found on my ao3 under the same title, and as always, i hope you enjoy! :D
Jeff remembered a very old college acquaintance.
They had to write a paper for a psychology class, and they curiously picked the topic of parents. They wondered that once an adult received the title of “parent,” would their mind continue to gravitate toward parental instincts even if they began to believe they would never see that child again for whatever reason. A sort of “nature vs. nurture” topic, a question about humanity’s tendency to pick kindness over their previous survival-based inhibitions.
Jeff never got a chance to read that paper, but he’s got the feeling he no longer needs to do so to know the answer.
“Guys, Alan’s a good kid, he’s not gonna do anything stupid. I seriously don’t see why you’re all so up-in-arms about this.”
“Of course you don’t, Gordon. You just want Alan to overtake your record of ‘amount of nights snuck out’ so you don’t have it held over your head anymore.”
“Hey, it wasn’t just me all those times you know! You know Virgil helped me out occasionally!”
“He did what?”
“Thanks, Gordon.”
“You haven’t told them yet?”
“Well, unlike you, I prefer living to see tomorrow.”
“Guys, don’t make me come down from Five to help you sort this out. What has already happened is over and done, now we gotta focus on the currently happening.”
“Right, sorry. Now, anybody know-”
Jeff took that cue to leave the listening-in behind and go to his room. Shutting the door with his back to it, Jeff let out a sigh. Okay, now it was time for him to think.
Alan was sneaking out. None of his kids knew why or how or even when. They only figured it out when John did a regular camera check and found old recordings of Alan somehow briefly disabling security measures that warned them of movement in the hangars to nab a car to fly out to the Mainland for a few hours before sneaking back as if nothing happened. Jeff had to admit that it was difficult to imagine Alan doing that. Sure, he had his moments of being your typical child, but nothing that gave Jeff the impression that he would do this.
And that was the thing, wasn’t it? Outside of Scott and John, Jeff doesn’t know what his kids got up to in their later-teenage years. He was gone, basically good as dead, for some of the most important years of their life. Now, your life doesn’t peak between the ages of fifteen and thirty or whatever those high-school-college jock has-beens insist, he still had plenty of time with them (something not a lot of other families had the miracle of saying), but he would still feel a ball of sorrow in his chest for leaving them alone for a long time coming.
The fact that Virgil was just as guilty of being sneaky put a smile on his face, though. He knew that kid was too quiet for his own good. It was vital for a child to break the rules a little; builds character, you know?
Walking over to his desk, Jeff picked up the singular picture frame he chose to be what accented the piece of furniture throughout him readjusting back to Earth. He had plenty of other pictures of his family, but this one was his pièce de résistance, in a manner of speaking. Running his finger over the corner of the wood, he grinned at the memory.
The first time they all went over to the Mainland together once Jeff was strong enough to do so. Even Kayo, his mother, and Brains were in the pic, though MAX and EOS weren’t there. Mostly because EOS refused to come and no one trusted MAX to be in the general public. Regardless, all nine of them were grouped for a picture that was possible thanks to something Brains made for specific instances like that, and Jeff considered it his favorite. His entire family all together once more; a sign that said things that may be tough now, but they will get better.
A knock on his door brought Jeff out of his thoughts, making him put the picture back in its spot just in time for him to turn around and lean back against his desk to watch his mother walk into the room. She spoke with a grin, “Knock knock?”
“Hey mom,” Jeff said, “to what do I owe the pleasure of this visit?”
She closed the door behind her like Jeff did earlier, concerning him somewhat. That was a tell-tale sign that she wanted to tell him something without anyone from outside hearing the conversation. She crossed her arms, leaning against the entrance to doubly make sure no one could barge in, “I’m assuming you heard the boys talking about Alan as well?”
Jeff had no idea where he got his eavesdropping habit from, why do you ask, “Yeah, and I have just as little of an idea as they do. Sure, it makes sense that I specifically wouldn’t understand Alan sneaking out, but the fact they don’t probably means we won’t know for a while. Confronting him will just make him squirrely too.”
His mom walked across the room to brush some lint and dust off the shoulders of his shirt, “And you’re saying you’re the type of person to give up, then?”
Ah, so that’s why she shut the door, “Of course not. You think I’m giving up after eight years of not doing so?”
“Atta boy,” his mother grinned, turning ever so slightly to glance at the photo on his desk as well. “That kid practically kisses the ground his brothers walk on. I think you might have a better shot at getting him to open up with what might be a lack of pressure, you know?”
Jeff sighed, not all-too-positive about that supposed “lack of pressure” he had over their youngest, “I sure hope that’s the case.”
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Something Jeff found to be hard to do again was sleep normally.
You would think being trapped in literal space meant a lot of time to rest, but when one second of things going wrong meant your demise, you had to be on your toes no matter what. It took Jeff a little bit of work, but he managed to create a sleep schedule that gave him the least amount of shut-eye for the perfect amount of energy he needed to survive. It wasn’t optimal, but he was already lost in space, so he took what he got without crying about it.
Also, John couldn’t get mad at his crappy sleep once it finally helped them solve this Alan case; Jeff took smug comfort in that.
From what it sounded like, there was no exact pattern to his escapades. Most of the footage showed random times he chose to leave the island, ranging from when his brothers were all passed out after a rescue to straight up just leaving in the middle of the afternoon. Jeff supposed half the reason none of them confronted Alan about it yet was that they didn’t want to open the can of worms that was them not realizing they weren’t paying as much attention to Alan as they thought they were.
So the fact that Jeff could stay up for three-fourths of the day and watch the garage for Alan’s presence was a big factor in finally catching him in the act.
He was about to call it quits on the third night, but his brain was telling him to give it one more shot, especially since the rest of his kids had a long rescue on the coast of Finland that day and were conked out until practically next year. He had never been more grateful for his intuition, as he came out to the car garage right at the same time Alan was about to open the door to one of their cars. He quickly noticed Jeff out of the corner of his eye and yanked his hand back like the handle burned him.
“Je- Dad!” Alan stuttered, shoving something behind his back with both arms. “What, uh, what fancies you around here at this time of night?”
Stepping out from the shadows, Jeff crossed his arms in the hopes he looked more stern than he did threatening, “Just taking a stroll around the house. Sleep hasn’t been coming to me all that easily, you know. I have the feeling that’s not why you’re here, though.”
Alan nervously cleared his throat, “Eh, you never know what might be going through one’s mind. The night tends to bring mysteries with it.”
So Alan was definitely taking after Gordon in terms of deflecting. Gordon was easy to break through with a little bit of digging, but that didn’t make his nonchalance less, mm, irritating was a strong word, but when you spent ten minutes with Gordon and all he did was crack jokes, it got a little draining. Jeff opened his mouth to continue gently drilling his son, but then he noticed the object Alan was trying to hide. It appeared to be an oddly shaped plank of wood, a bright red plastic wheel attached to it sticking out from behind Alan.
Was… Was Alan sneaking out to go skateboarding?
That relieved some of Jeff’s worries. At least Alan wasn’t into anything (obviously) illegal, and he was an adult however young that adult status may be, so it wasn’t like any of them could tell him no to leaving and partaking in a sports hobby. It just left the question of why Alan felt the need to sneak out to do something so inconsequential as skateboard.
“Well, since we’re here, I think we should talk a little,” Jeff extended an olive branch, not so subtly stepping between Alan and the car. “I haven’t had that much time to hang out with you yet, and since we’re two young men that obviously can’t sleep, we might as well make use of it. What do you like doing in your free time? Any sports? Something like basketball, soccer… maybe even skateboarding?”
Alan tensed up, and Jeff knew he hit it right on the money.
Jeff hoped his smirk was as subtle as he wanted it to be, “Man, I remembered when I skateboarded as a teen. Was always visiting the rink every other weekend if I could help it. Not sure it did as much for my calves as I wanted it to, but I tried my best.”
Alan thankfully and reluctantly took the branch for what it was, “You skateboarded?”
Jeff nodded, leaning his butt against the hood of the car above one of the tires, “Oh yes, just ask your grandma. She has lots of pictures of me with porcupine quills in my face while sitting in the emergency room of a Kansas hospital one time.”
Alan abruptly laughed before bringing one of his hands from his back to place over his mouth, “Sorry.”
Jeff shook his head while moving to the driver’s door, “Don’t be. It was an incredibly stupid day for me, and I quickly learned my lesson about what is a ‘cool’ trick and an ‘idiotic’ one.”
“Uh, what are…” Alan started to ask as Jeff opened the door to the car.
Jeff raised an eyebrow, “Well, I always hated when I missed one of my skateboard weekends because the farm needed extra help. Don’t want to keep you. Plus, we technically can’t sleep, remember? And there’s no point in standing around all bored when there’s much more fun things to take part in.”
The way Alan beamed excitedly made Jeff think the cold eight years in space might finally become water under the bridge for him one day.
Virgil had recently been taking Jeff in the car to let him practice driving again, so he wasn’t going into it blind. He knew Alan was capable of driving—clearly, if the kid could sneak off the island so often without a single scratch—but since he was there, “By the way, who taught you to drive? I figured you all would eventually get behind a wheel, but there’s thinking about it and then there’s actually seeing it.”
As the shotgun's door shut, Alan winced, “Oh, yeah, that… Hah, what if I told you it wasn’t anyone from the island that taught me technically?”
Sighing, Jeff shook his head as he started the ignition, “Of course.” He was going to have a talk with Parker, because really, who else could it be?
Alan gave him directions as he flew the two of them to the Mainland, eventually landing somewhere in New York City. The two of them sat in the car for a few minutes, Alan noticeably fidgeting with his board as a million thoughts raced through his head. “Hey, I’m sorry to be rude,” Alan interrupted. “But do you mind, um…”
Jeff stayed silent, letting Alan get to his question on his own time.
Alan swallowed the spit in his mouth, “Do you mind staying out of sight of the skatepark? You can watch me if you want, I just…”
Ah, Jeff didn’t need to ask why Alan felt the need to sneak out anymore.
His mother wasn’t too far off the marker when it came to the “pressure” Alan had on his shoulders. He was the youngest of five (six if Kayo involved herself in the equation) very talented and popular siblings that were birthed to one of the most notorious men of this century, not that Jeff was bragging. You couldn’t utter the name “Tracy” without someone in the vicinity having something to say about it, positive or negative.
“No problem, Alan,” Jeff answered before Alan could finish. He wasn’t offended in the slightest. Jeff knew what kind of presence he carried with him, especially after constantly being in the news for “coming back to life.” He was about to offer to stay in the car for Alan even because he knew he could disrupt the entire night if someone recognized him, so he was happy to have anything more than that.
Jeff couldn’t fault Alan for wanting a slice of normality before he dug his toes into their world. He clearly wanted to make a name for himself like Scott’s Air Force stint or Gordon’s gold medal, but everyone needed their moments to kick back and relax. To be your everyday common man that went home to recline on the couch and watch cheap TV dramas.
Alan sighed in relief, “Okay, cool, coolio… Thank you.” Alan began to step out of the car, “Now then, let’s get going. We don’t have all night!”
Jeff didn’t need to be told twice.
Standing carefully at the sidelines, Jeff watched as Alan put his skateboard down and rode it into the dip of the ring, voices echoing out as he disappeared.
“Dude, there you are!”
“We were wondering if you were going to show up.”
“I’ve been working on that trick I showed you last time!”
“That’s great to hear!” Alan’s voice finally jumped into the convo. “It’s not gonna be enough to beat me still, but I’m glad to see you’ve been trying!”
Jeff couldn’t help but quietly laugh at the sound of a bunch of voices playfully objecting.
After about two hours of watching Alan pull off some relatively cool tricks with his friends, Jeff was brought out of his thoughts by Alan waving and yelling goodbye, him soon popping over the edge of the ring with a big grin on his face. Jeff started turning around to head back to the car as Alan got closer, “Have fun down there?”
Alan nodded, absentmindedly spinning one of his skateboard wheels, “Definitely.”
The drive back was quiet. Jeff turned on the radio at a low volume when he noticed Alan drifting off. If he remembered correctly, when Alan had trouble sleeping as a small child, all they needed to do was play some gentle music and he would be out like a light. Finding a station with that kind of music, Jeff quickly learned that was still the case almost a decade later.
Then they were home, Jeff pulling the car back into the garage like absolutely nothing happened. Turning the vehicle off, Jeff took a second to push himself back into the seat with the steering wheel and stretch his muscles. After, he carefully reached over to shake Alan awake.
“Hey, wake up,” Jeff nudged his shoulder. “We’re home, and while I’d love to carry you back to bed like old times, I’m sure Scott will have my head on a pike for picking up anything more than twenty pounds.”
Alan murmured, rubbing his eyes before using one hand to grab his skateboard from the floor and one to open the door, “‘m up, ‘m up.”
Jeff chuckled, nearly mirroring his son as they got out of the car, shut their doors, and went to Alan’s room. As Alan continued onward, Jeff took a moment to pause in the living area and take a deep breath. He might not be perfect, but it was nice to know that space didn’t make him forget everything.
He eventually got to Alan’s room, the door still wide open, and when he leaned inside to see what Alan was up to he almost jumped. Alan’s shoes were shoved in the corner by his door, his skateboard haphazardly shoved into his closest, and his own self? Was curled up on the floor and leaning on the edge of the bed, only using a tiny part of the mattress as a pillow.
Jeff wasn’t sure if he should find the situation funny or not, “Do you… normally sleep like this?”
Alan shrugged, “Gr’ndma may not be able to cook but she p’cks nice rugs.”
“I suppose so,” Jeff couldn’t argue with that as he looked around the room for a blanket, eventually landing on a navy blue one dotted with white stars. He brought it over to Alan, gently draping it across his son’s shoulders. “Goodnight, Alan, try not to cramp those muscles too much
Alan grumbled but otherwise did not acknowledge Jeff’s words.
Shutting Alan’s door once outside, Jeff took a moment to stand there with one hand on the handle and the other resting lightly against its flat surface. He could practically feel the tension ooze out of his body. Tonight went… well. Great even. Jeff couldn’t be happier that he still knew how to click with his family despite feeling awkward and out of place. He’s already stated this.
He couldn’t help but feel like there was still a lot to do in their family, though. Sure, tonight went relatively okay, but there were still some noticeable bumps along the way. Jeff was sure to disappoint his sons as sure as his sons were probably worried about disappointing him. Eight years of separation was not going to be fixed quietly if it could be fixed at all.
But Jeff knew they would try their best to get there eventually.
Jeff would take part in multiple midnight skatepark visits if it meant he wasn’t giving up just yet.
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inertplanetary · 2 years
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Hi people!
I have a soft toy side blog because I can and I want to know what creatures anyone would like to be tagged for so I can share the joy 😊 Comment with your favourite animal(s) or type of plushie if you want to join in!
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Baby goats for the sake of baby goats.
@drileyf @dreamycloud @dragonoffantasyandreality @mothmannerly @teapotteringabout @cg29 @myladykayo @misssquidtracy @willow-salix @olliepig @squiddokiddo @shinygoku
Please share for anyone I've missed but would appreciate some cuddly toys.
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spaceshipsoutthepool · 3 months
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Fish(er)& Chips 🐟🍟 @teapotteringabout
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twistedoliver · 2 years
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Thanks for the ideas guys! I’ve decided to go with @teapotteringabout’s suggestion of John and Alan (I think! This depends on my ability to draw Alan at this time lol) and it’s a work in progress!
I am also working on another piece based on a photo my mother took of me teaching my other little sister how to ride a bike this afternoon. Do we have any ideas for which characters this one could be?
Open to suggestions and other ideas!
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