Monthly Archives: December 2018

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Happy New Year everyone! May your new year be wonderful and full of Thunderbirds 😀 Nutty (With many more edges to learn to fly from)

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“Goddamnit, Virgil, strap yourself in!” “If I don’t fix this, we are both dead.” Virgil had his head inside Thunderbird Two’s control panel while Scott desperately tried to keep them level, ever so low over thick forest. They had lost both VTOL and main thruster control thanks to yet another Fischler invention. The little mobile solar collector had been attracted to TB2’s rear thrusters and had shown that attraction by flying into one, despite Virgil’s desperate manoeuvres. The resultant explosion had taken out not only that thruster, but interfered with its partner. The electrical shock had travelled through her circuitry and disabled VTOL control in the process. The only reason they were still airborne was because Virgil knew his own ‘bird so well, he had been able to get her into a glide long enough to dig into her circuitry and slap together some partial control. They were going down in any case. It was just a matter of how badly. Scott felt the controls wallow in the lightest of crosswinds, the missing roar of his brother’s bird as bad as a missing heartbeat. There was a muffled expletive, a yelp, and suddenly VTOL roared to life. But only the […]

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akireyta: copperbadge: mangy-mongrel: concerningwolves: concerningwolves: I feel like fandom generations are both very specific and easily conflated. Like,, you either live through so many they blur together into one hellish mess or you join in on one generation and remain blissfully unaware of the previous ones  Trekkster Gods  No internet fledgeling fandom  women run everything  seriously where the fuck did we go wrong  fandom wouldn’t exist as we know it without these women conventions, badges, quite a lot of taboo but also lots of fun closely-knit communities mostly discussions in magazines  hogging the phone so you can chat with your friends  (while trying to pretend the rest of your family doesn’t exist) basement meetings  fanart what?? Dawn of Networking  tin-bucket sites and forums  the badly assembled DIY IKEA kits of the internet these were strange places  i’m too young to know firsthand but I’ve heard the stories they were like,, inhabited by eldrich beings  who would sell souls in exchange for fanfics early RPs nobody was quite sure what they were doing but!! You could connect with more fans quickly!!!  made obsessing less lonely yay “I was there Gandalf” Live Journal  small internet communities   the name “Ann Rice” strikes fear into your […]

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This one is for @vegetacide for her prompt ‘Popcorn and a movie…’ This was supposed to be much more lighthearted, but Virg just didn’t feel that way. That is probably because this is Sotto Voce sometime after ‘The Price’. I hope you enjoy this little ficlet. ::hugs you:: It was the top of the world. Or the bottom. It depended upon your perspective. In any case, it was time off, a treehouse, five brothers, one sister and an AI in the middle of a rainforest. Virgil stood on the balcony and stared out at the sea of trees. In the very far distance he could just see a hint of the Pacific Ocean, but other than that smudge on the horizon, it was tropical rainforest horizon to horizon. The last of the Daintree. The Treehouse, with a capital T, was extremely isolated and a very privileged place to visit. Of course, money to the Tracy boys was just a means to an end, and this end was something they all needed so much. Of course, it was really only a Treehouse in name. It could more readily be described as a penthouse minus the lower floors. A tree did branch up through […]

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The One with the Talking Cow

tagsecretsanta: Thank you Nutty for filling in last minute with this wonderful piece, both I and Emma truly appreciate it!  As always, Secret Santa does not own this piece, full credit goes to the author mentioned above! Title: Happy New Year A TAG Secret Santa fic Author: Gumnut 27 – 30 Dec 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Not the average new year’s eve. Word count: 3439 Spoilers & warnings: Timeline: Standalone My prompt was: How the Tracy family celebrate Christmas and new year Author’s note: Okay, this fic is a little weird and I’m not sure it answers the prompt, but it is what happened when I started typing. I hope you enjoy it anyway. And I hope you all have a fantastic new year 😀 Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Ten…the match caught and flickered in the breeze. She caught it, wrapping it with her hands, nursing it to the candle, and letting out a breath as flared into life. Module Four hit the surface of the North Pacific Ocean and immediately started rolling in the swell. Thunderbird Two’s heavy-duty spotlights tracked it as […]

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Belated gift from @gumnut Logic to Emma on Facebook

A little Warm Rain and an argument. Virgil/Kayo I prompted myself (and will now go and look at the lovely prompts on my previous post ::rubs hands together eagerly:: ) with this photo This started in one place and ended up in completely another. She came out here sometimes to pretend to read. She came with alcohol and she came with anger. The second story of their private villa was built purely for the view. large windows opened to their bedroom and a large stone balcony paralleled the horizon, only the sea between the two. She came out here to be angry. The reasons varied, but each time she would sit silent and work through the cause of that anger. The alternative was violence and that was not a solution. She loved Virgil. She loved him with everything she had. But he was not perfect. She was not perfect. So the balcony, though not often, was used to manage those angry moments. Today it was a decision in the field. He had chosen to protect her. She didn’t need protection. They had been attending a rescue in one of those few remaining countries with a strong patriarchal influence, where women were […]

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The Balcony

lizpowley: Finished 😀#rivoli #swarovski #pendant #miyuki #beadweaving #beads #beading #jewellery #jewellerydesign (at Adelaide, South Australia)https://www.instagram.com/p/Br_1X8JDQFc/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=1s2k9gvvb4ehq What I made today 😁

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the-lady-razorsharp: It was her job, thought Ruth, to keep the kids out of trouble. She’d managed it all these years, and truth to tell, sometimes she forgot that they were all grown now. Force of habit, she supposed. “Where’s Kayo?” She asked Gordon. The aquanaut looked up from his half-empty plate of warmed-over spaghetti and fixed her with a weary gaze. “Um, she went to bed.” “No, she’s not in her room.” “Oh.” Gordon shoveled in a forkful of noodles. “I dunno, she just said she was going to bed.” Ruth glanced around, noticing that there was one other absent face. “Where’s Virgil?” Gordon chased a mouthful of garlic cheese bread with a long swallow of iced tea. “Same. Bed.” Experience told her the two coincidences were related, so she marched herself up to her middle grandsons’ room, intent on her duty as a grandmother. She listened for a moment at the door (no use embarrassing them) before pushing it open, her indignation at their behavior locked and loaded. When she was in the room, however, the words died away, and she stood looking down at her two young charges. Yes, they were sleeping. Yes, they were sleeping together. Yes, […]

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brittyevans: fuukonomiko: Because I certainly do, and I love every single one of them and their work. They put me into shame .. they inspire me to write .. even if it’s a piece a shit I don’t reblog much, but what the hell, you guys are one of the reasons this fandom so wonderful ::hugs all of you:: Nutty (Who couldn’t write without you)

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REBLOG if you have amazing, talented WRITER friends.

Random ficlet Because I got prompted with the words ‘power cut’. May stay this way, may grow into a bigger fic at some point. Gordon yelled as the sky lit up. “Virgil!” There was no answer. That would be too easy. The arc of electricity left images on his retinas, blinding him momentarily, and the sudden silence was ominous. “Virgil!” He dashed through the open gates of the power station, following the footsteps in the snow, deep due to the weight the exo-suit on his brother’s body. “Thunderbird Five, do you have him?” John’s voice was tense. “No, too much interference. His comms are down.” Damn. Not good. The aquanaut dashed amongst giant transformers. Nothing was humming. All was quiet. A single spark cracked off to his right. Gordon dashed around the corner and came face to face with the stuff of nightmares. Virgil hung limp from his suit, its claws wrapped around the cable that had sent life to the city. The power was cut. No doubt many lives had been saved. But Virgil… Gordon ran. -o-o-o- TBC?

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Knitting Completely random, but for @scribbles97 A little Christmas with a dash of Gordon/Penelope that just happened. Gordon looked up. “What are you doing, Virgil?” “I’m knitting a reindeer.” His brother blinked and held up two fingers. “Two things….a reindeer….and you knit?” Virgil frowned. “Of course, I knit. Mom taught me and I do it every year.” “Knit reindeers?” “No, knit. Are you blind? Who do you think knitted the jumper you’re wearing?” Gordon stared down in vague horror at the palm trees knitted into his Christmas sweater. “You did this???” “Years ago. Who did you think made it?” “Grandma?” Virgil glared at his brother. “Way to go to fall for the stereotype, Gordo. Just because she is a grandmother, doesn’t mean she knits, and just why do you think me knitting is so out of character?” “Well, look at you. Big, buff and tough?” Another glare. “So that precludes me from working with yarn, how?” “Um…” And yes, that out-of-his-depth-oh-shit-Virgil-is-going-to-kill-me expression on Gordon’s face was quite satisfying. “Exactly.” Virgil stitched a few more stitches. “You definitely need to up your observation skills. I have been doing this every Christmas since before Mom died.” It had become a tradition. Partly […]

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photowizard17: tagsecretsanta: to @photowizard17 Secret Santa does not own any of the following work, full credit goes to the creator described above! Author’s note: Okay, so this is the first time I’ve ever participated in one of these so I’m new to this. My prompts were 1. Virgil covered in tinsel 2. Tracy family Christmas 3. Christmas Rescue Miracle (with Virg please) The first one prompted all sorts of images not suitable for a PG audience, so you never know what might happen between now and Christmas 😀 Hubby also suggested I blow up a tinsel factory, so that is always a possibility too 😀 Overall, I did attempt to include all three prompts in the one fic. I hope I have succeeded in providing some enjoyment at least. Many thanks to @i-am-chidorixblossom for cheering me on when I couldn’t post daily and obsessively like I usually do, and to @the-lady-razorsharp for giving it an American beta so I don’t trip over being Australian (though the summer Christmas certainly helped :D). Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- “It’s the last house at the end of the street, Virgil.” “FAB, Thunderbird Five.” It […]

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