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tinytracys · 22 days
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Further Adventures of Scott the Artist: Easter Egg Decoration
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Virg! Virg! I made a big green egg, just like yours!
For the 50th time, Scott, Thunderbird Two looks nothing like an egg! It’s not even remotely egg…
*remembers he should be encouraging of Scott’s rare attempts to take time out to do frivolous and creative things*
But your egg looks lovely! Well done.
Just like Two, right?
Right?
*grits teeth*
Yes. Just like Two.
*beams*
Yes! I nailed it! This art business is easy!
*goes to lie facedown on his studio floor*
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idontknowreallywhy · 9 months
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Virgil and Brains are living their best lives at the railway museum
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pareidoliaonthemove · 7 months
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Scott: So, about the security arrangements for the Hood and the Chaos Crew –
GDF General: That is GDF’s area of authority, Commander.
Colonel Casey: Let the GDF deal with them, Scott.
Scott: It may not be my circus, and those most definitely not my monkeys. But when those rabid little fuckers get loose, it’s me and my brothers they bite on the ass, so apparently I’m the one dealing with it. So, about the security arrangements for the Hood and the Chaos Crew …
Notes:
Yeah, it's been a week, fortnight, month, weird time.
The standard disclaimers, I do not own Thunderbirds, either the Original Series, the Movies (both Supermarionation and Live Action), or the Thunderbirds Are Go Series. (Although I do own copies on DVD.)
I do not do this for money, but for my own (in)sanity and entertainment.
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drmopp1966 · 6 months
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well this is an interesting development-
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tagmusicblog · 20 days
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prettyprincesss444 · 9 days
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i am skinny, and i will be skinner<3
even my dad is helping me lose weight ugh i love him so much. he knows i get large drinks and he knows im insecure abt my weight so he got me a small<33
i literally gained 10 pounds this week like fml but imma be 100 pounds again and then aim for lower<3
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flyboytracy · 2 years
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Thunderbirds Are Bro ~ 💙💚🧡💛❤️
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gumnut-logic · 1 year
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TLC
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What do we see here? Yet another sleepy Virgil fic?
Yeah, that’s all I had energy for. Gordy, you’re a champ.
Hope you enjoy these first words in ages, there not much, so don’t expect much, but they are something at least ::hugs the lot of you::
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Virgil groaned as he sat down on the lounge. He should be in bed. It had been a long day…or days, he wasn’t really sure what the time was.
He’d settled Two in her hangar. If she had been horse, she would be lame, limping home with a leak in her hydraulic system messing with her flight. She was barely safe.
Not that he was going to tell Scott that. She wouldn’t be going out before some serious TLC, but she got him home.
She always gets him home.
He closed his eyes and let himself relax back into the cushions. The sigh that hissed between his teeth was involuntary but truly expressive.
Every muscle was tired, but none more than those in his feet. Specialised footwear or not, he’d spent the entire day on running, jumping, and working the exosuit. You could put all the padding in the world in those boots and his feet would still ache.
Plus he needed to cut at least one of the toenails on his left foot. Time was a thing that he had been short recently and it was a job that had been too low a priority…until those nails started digging into his other toes.
Maybe he could fall asleep here. Just doze and worry about debrief later.
The breeze blowing in from the open doors tousled his damp hair and poked at the t-shirt and trackpants he’d thrown on after his post-mission shower.
He really could just let himself go and not worry-
“Virg?”
He kept his eyes closed. If he couldn’t see Gordon, Gordon couldn’t see him.
“You okay?”
His shoulders dropped just a little as he let out an apologetic grunt. His brother was only expressing concern.
The couch cushions dipped to his left as his fish brother sat down beside him.
Virgil kept his eyes closed. He really didn’t have the energy to open them.
“Caught your last rescue. You sure you’re okay? John was worried.”
Another sigh and Virgil let out some words. “I’ll live.” Then that last bit clicked.
Virgil opened his eyes and stared at his brother. “I’m fine. John has nothing to worry about.”
But the concern on Gordon’s face was sincere. “John had every right to worry. That was a thirty-six hour stint and just look at you.”
Virgil blinked. “What?” He wasn’t injured.
But honestly, he was too tired to care. “Got debrief, then bed. Problem solved.” He lay back again and closed his eyes.
Really, he was considering sleeping right there. Getting up was too much effort.
“Virg?”
“What?”
“There is no debrief. Grandma ordered Scott to bed.”
Virgil frowned. “Huh?”
“Yeah, he was exhausted as you.”
He barely grunted at that.
“So, I’m dragging you to bed.”
Gordon had muscle and lots of it, but Virgil was big and the thought of his little brother attempting to manhandle him… “You and what army?”
“Me and my silver tongue, big bro.”
Virgil groaned. He was too tired for all that sudden sunshine.
“So, you gonna go to bed, or what?”
Virgil still had his eyes closed, but he didn’t need them to see that smirk on the Fish’s face.
“M’feet hurt.” The thought of standing was just ugh.
“Your feet hurt?” The weight beside him shifted as Gordon stood up.
A moment later, Virgil would have flinched away as his left foot was lifted with gentle but strong hands…but it required too much energy.
“You need to cut your toenails, bro.”
Virgil didn’t even bother to grunt.
But then gentle circles were being rubbed into the sole of his foot.
Oh god. “What are you doing?” Virgil sat up straighter, attempting to pull his foot away.
But Gordon tugged back. “Hey, relax. I got this.”
“Gordon.”
“Lie back a minute and I’ll pay you back for one of those post swim meet rub downs.” He held Virgil’s ankle tightly, but only enough to keep it in place. The Fish was stronger than he looked.
“Gordon.”
“Relax! That’s an order!”
What? But Gordon obviously had enough knowledge of foot anatomy because a knuckle pushed gently into Virgil’s sole and whatever he had been going to say melted away as that knuckle did good things.
There was silence a moment as strong fingers rubbed away ache.
“There…you see? All you need is a little TLC.”
Virgil didn’t answer, his eyes slipping closed again.
Those fingers gently lifted his other foot, letting it join in the magic.
His next sigh was one of blessed gratitude.
At some point Gordon started humming, but Virgil was beyond caring.
Time passed and muscles unwound.
Quiet words whispered near his ear. “You ready for bed?”
Umm…he rolled over. “Bed.”
Strong hands grabbed him and levered him upright, his arm was thrown over a shoulder, and he was moving. Several doors, whispered muttering, and he was lowered gently onto cool and soft sheets.
“Sleep, big bro.” A barely heard sigh. “You’ve earned it.”
He rolled over, curling into the bed covers carefully place over him.
And let slumber take him away.
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Hilarious and adorable fluff in the universe where the Tracys are very much real but on a film set and also tiny.
Desperate coffee yearning and idiot flyboy stuntman.
Another classic from @gumnut-logic
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karihighman · 2 years
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^ the shot 📸 // the setup 🔗 <- (click the link!)
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And a few more pics from Brian Luce! 🙂
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tinytracys · 1 month
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Now THIS is a reasonably sized mug…
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idontknowreallywhy · 7 months
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I think Apple Photos app is trying to tell me something about my life but I can’t quite work out what it is…
*shrugs*
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soapcan18 · 8 months
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TRACY DEONN COUNT UR DAYS ENDING BLOODMARKED ON A CLIFFHANGER LIKE THAT. I WILL BE STALKING YOU AND I WILL BUY THE THIRD BOOK THE SECOND IT COMES OUT MARK MY WORDS!!
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drmopp1966 · 6 months
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i need to stop posting TB2
its so fun though~
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Just got hit with the desire to make a ‘best Jacqueline Wilson book’ bracket but ya can sod off I’m making an entire blog for it 
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Last night I was in the same room as Tracy-Ann Oberman (in a suit) and when I say I lost my actual mind -
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