Lady Razorsharp on Instagram: “Comic page for @gumnutinspired colored by #spectrumnoirmarkers and colored pencil. #thunderbirdsarego” Look what @the-lady-razorsharp drew! First scene of Fischler vs. Tracy! ::loves madly and bounces all over the room:: An arrowhead of Tracys ::drools on floor:: Thank you, thank you, thank you! Dressed head to toe in a sleek grey suit, blue tie and his hair so soaked in product, the wind didn’t have a chance, Scott was the point of an arrowhead of Tracys. Virgil walked on his right, John on his left, and Gordon and Alan behind them respectively. None of them had a smile on their faces, and all were similarly dressed, broad shoulders and expensive fabrics. One of the rare occasions that shouted the power they wielded and the money they owned. Kayo strode ahead of them, similarly attired, but that didn’t stop her from asserting her security muscle as needed to move the press out of their path. ::cackles madly:: ::bounces some more:: I”m so spoilt! Nutty(edge you are beautiful today :D)
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redemsi: space-baegel: tb5-heavenward: uh uh uh um LOOK! IN THE DISTANCE! IT’S space-baegel TO THE RESCUE WHOO MAN OKAY LETS GET SOME HEADCANONS GOING Scott’s the lead singer, but all the girls crush on Virgil, because he’s mysterious and quiet and rumor has it he can play the piano. Gordon is the one who absolutely can’t sing. The fans have accepted it. It’s sort of an inside joke between true International Rescue fans. Alan falls asleep everywhere while they’re on tour. On the bus, at the venues – there’s a picture floating around the internet somewhere in which he’s got his head on Gordon’s shoulder, the two of them fast asleep backstage while Scott’s out doing his solo. Their hit single I’ll Save You Baby was number one on the charts for a solid seven weeks. An acoustic music video of the song is released and, although everyone agrees that Scott is flawless (as always), the fanbase is really more shocked by the fact that John can sing. Like dang, John can sing. Did anyone know that John could sing that well? This spurred a rapid increase of John-fans and, relatedly, a rapid increase of the number of bras thrown on stage, […]
redemsi: Today’s not the day – but today is relative to where you are, so what the hell. Today may not even be today, but today could be today. *inserts pointless caption* I think I’ve found an art movement that I love…after all those years of art training and study (well, not too many years, let’s face it, I’m a crappy student), I finally found an entire movement I can adore. I’m calling it fanart and I’m going to dribble all over it repeatedly. I adore the emotion in this @redemsi The expressions on their faces are just wonderful. So casual, so brothers, fabulous work! Nutty(picking dried gesso off her arm)
the-lady-razorsharp: Fan comic for @gumnut-logic ’s “Fischler vs. Tracy.” I may color the rest but I definitely wanted the final panel in color! Scotty in his aviator shades, LOL…and hipster John in his tinted glasses. Gordy wears Wayfarers. The woman in the skirt is Kayo. And lemme tell you, those are some pricey kicks Scott is wearing in the first panel, I Googled for a reference photo. 💰💰💰 ::bounces about madly:: Look what @the-lady-razorsharp did! An arrowhead of Tracys ::adores, adores, adores:: Scenes from Fischler vs. Tracy 😁 Nutty (So excited 😁)
Puppy Pile This one is for @ak47stylegirl who asked for a group hug. Well, I didn’t quite deliver a hug exactly….what I came up with, well, I hope you enjoy it anyway 😀 Warning for a little toilet humour, and just a touch of Virgil/Kayo cos I couldn’t resist 😀 “Who’s stupid idea was this anyway?” “Whose is it usually?” “Gordon’s!” Two, possibly three voices answered in unison, the third one cut off by a yelp. “Hey! I wasn’t the one who lost the bet.” “No, that was Scott’s fault. Ow, get off my fingers!” “Sorry!” She winced. That had to hurt, Virgil was heavy. “Guys, settle down.” “I would, but Alan has his butt in my face.” There was a sudden loud drawn out putter. “Oh my god, you didn’t!” Her lips twisted. “Oh, you did! My god, Alan, in my face! You shit! You reek!” And Gordon was gagging. She couldn’t help but notice the smirk on Scott’s face. In echo of years long gone, “Now, Alan, what do you say?” Dutifully her littlest brother piped up, “Pardon me.” “You are going down, bro. So down, you won’t see daylight for a week.” “Can we get on with […]
tb5-heavenward: SUPERPOWER AU CONTINUES Lady Penelope has been codenamed after a favourite blend of tea. I am uncertain if I am very clever or very lame. Probably both. Part 1 // Part 2 // Part 3 // Part 4 Superpower AU Premise // (superpower_au/chrono) Superpower AU – Part 5 Virgil wishes it was unfamiliar, the sensation of Gordon’s hands planted on his chest, and water being forced up, out of his nose, mouth. His brother’s kneeling over him, intent and concentrating on pulling the water out of Virgil’s airways. There’s a last, warm gush of liquid up through his throat, and it brings silt, grit from the river bottom along with it before Virgil manages to roll over and push himself up, hacking and choking on his own, spitting up mud and shoving his brother away. Keep reading I am such a fan of superheroes, and a fan of TAG, so this is absolutely wonderful. Highly recommended. Go read now 😀 Nutty (Adores)
gentlebluelizard: Oooh @gumnut-logic so sorry, it looks like I actually don’t have the Virgil story I promised. Looks like it might have been deleted AGGGGGHHHHH. Try this one, no actual physical ‘Virgil damage’ – except to his heart. (Please remember – I usually write about Gordon so there’s quite a bit of Gordon in here too!) Boys and Boxes Virgil’s first major art exhibition was to be at La Lyntze, the singularly most exclusive venue possible, run by the notoriously grand Eva Lyntze, in San Francisco. “This is an absolute disaster!” She bemoaned dramatically, her long slender fingers accentuating her flailing arms, festooned with diamond bracelets, as she waved her hands at the empty walls of her gallery. She couldn’t stand the stress and told everyone so, repeatedly. Why? Well, two weeks before the opening, Virgil should have been in San Francisco with all his paintings. They had already been photographed, documented and catalogued, ready for hanging – but where was he? Keep reading Totally loves this 😁
From here Scott was drowning in paperwork when his youngest brother stormed into the comms room and threw himself on one of the couches. Caught between the supplies estimate and the budget forecast he only spared Alan a momentary glance, but then paused at the distress on his face. “Alan? You okay?” The younger man didn’t respond at first, his glare decidedly lasering the floor. But then he looked up, and Scott was horrified to see tears in his eyes. Paperwork immediately forgotten, he stood up and moved towards his brother. “Hey, what’s up?” Alan’s expression didn’t waver. “Did you know?” “Did I know what?” “Virgil and Kayo.” When Scott didn’t immediately answer, he waved in the direction of the pool. “They’re out there sucking each other’s faces off.” Scott flinched internally at the description, but kept his expression calm. So Virgil had finally taken the final step. Part of him was cheering, the rest was staring at the devastation on Alan’s face. Damn. He sat down beside his brother and placed a hand on his shoulder. “I will admit that I had known they were growing closer. I did not know it had reached this…stage yet.” “How could he […]
lightning1999: systematicslytherin: kialessa: [Video ID: A businessman is demonstrating cracking open a large nut by slamming his fist into it. The nut, having other ideas, breaks through the table instead upon being slammed, leaving a nut-sized hole. The businessman loses it.] @kialessa I’m fucking losing it at this description fkdkdksks @gumnut-logic What if Virgil did that because Alan dared him to do so but things went like that. @lightning1999 Don’t expect much 😀 I’m a vegetable tonight 😀 “I bet Virgil could do it.” “Yeah, right. And damage those precious hands of his?” “He could do it.” “Do what?” Red flannel entered the comms room and the two youngest brothers jumped. “Nothing.” Alan never really was good at prevaricating. And Virgil had weaponised eyebrows that could have you admitting to being on the green knoll. “Dare ya, Virg.” Gordon was never afraid to grab the elephant in the room by the throat. Experienced suspicion was the next expression to pass over his brother’s face. “To do what?” “Crack a nut…with your fist.” “And why exactly would I want to do that?” “Because I said you could do it, and Alan reckons you’d be too scared.” Those eyeball beams raked over […]
Unfortunately my fic writing will be slowing for the the next month. I have work commitments that can no longer be ignored (if you’ve been wondering how I’ve been writing so much, it has been because I’ve been ignoring everything else, bad Nutty!). I have promised myself some fun in December, so hopefully I can do some more then. In the meantime, I’m going to try and restrict my writing to after 10.30pm, so the fic will be short and a little wonky as I will be tired 😀 It will be a challenge, but I have to do it, I have clients waiting and November is going to be hell to get everything finished. ::pouts:: I just wanna write fic 🙁 ::pouts some more:: Anyway, here’s tonight’s installment. I drove 420kms today (day trip for fun :D), so yeah, I’m tired and a little dopey. I hope you enjoy it anyway. Warm Rain Series, Virgil/Kayo, set sometime after ‘The Proposal’. Spoilers for ‘The Proposal’. This one is for pure fun 😀 Virgil stared into the mirror and fiddled with his bow tie. No matter what he did, it didn’t sit straight. Its deep charcoal grey worked perfectly with his pale […]
Title: LaunchPart Seven of Il MagoSequel to Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut30 Sep – 5 Oct 2018Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: “How can we trust him, if we don’t even know he is Virgil?”Word count: 4783Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto Voce. Author’s note: And here we are at the end. I so hope you have enjoyed reading this. Thank you so much for all your wonderful support ::hugs you all::Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- The worst part of any illness could be the waiting. Or it could be the not-knowing. Or the illness itself. Or the pain. Or, what the hell, the whole thing sucked. Scott made it back to Earth with Alan and John about an hour after Virgil’s last transmission to find Virgil still on life support. He had gone into cardiac arrest yet again when that alarm had shrieked during their conversation. John took one look at his unconscious brother, briefly touched his hand, but said nothing. He then locked himself in a room with Eos. Alan cleaned himself up from the mission, but postponed repairs on Thunderbird Three – she needed several, particularly […]
Title: TwoPart Four of Il MagoSequel to Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut21-24 Sep 2018Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: “How can we trust him, if we don’t even know he is Virgil?”Word count: 3965Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto Voce. Discussions of suicide.Author’s note: This was painful to write. Between work snagging me, a day of ugh in there somewhere and five brothers who blew up in my face, it was a challenge. At this point I’m ready to throw my hands up over it and just let it out regardless. I’ve been staring at it far too long. I hope you find some enjoyment in it. I warn you, the angst meter exploded about halfway through the fic. I think I even managed to whump myself. ::wails:: Many thanks to @vegetacide who answered my frantic call despite the hour and helped me correct the flow of the fic and reassured me that I was doing okay 😀 (Thankyou International Writer Rescue :D)Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Virgil! Her scream shot through his mind like a bullet from a gun and suddenly she was everywhere. He was breathing […]
Title: ThreePart Three of Il MagoSequel to Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut18 Sep 2018Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: “How can we trust him, if we don’t even know he is Virgil?”Word count: 3267Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto VoceAuthor’s note: Wow, the whole part in one day…well, two minutes shy of midnight 😀 Many, many thanks for all those who have commented and liked, you are wonderful. I hope the fic lives up to your expectations. Things happen in this part 😀 I hope enjoy them 😀Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. “Thunderbird One, return to base immediately.” “John, what?” “Scott, Thunderbird Two is down.” John’s voice was uncharacteristically tense. “We need you here. I’ve alerted the Guatemalan authorities. Please return to Tracy Island immediately.” His brother sent a recording, and as Scott spun his ‘bird around, his stomach knotted up. Gordon and Alan. He hit his boosters and tore across the Pacific. It took minutes, seemed like years, and he was on approach. He skipped the pool and took her into land beside her wounded sister. His brother’s ‘bird was jammed up against the mountain cliff, smoke streaming […]
Title: FourPart Two of Il MagoSequel to Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut16-17 Sep 2018Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: “How can we trust him, if we don’t even know he is Virgil?”Word count: 2665Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto Voce. Discussion of suicide.Author’s note: This one was emotional to write. It opens more threads rather than closing any, but it is necessary for the plot. I hope you enjoy it. Please don’t kill me 😀 Poor, poor Virgil, I’m so mean.Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Scott leapt across the room and grabbed Alan’s arm before he could leave. “No, you do not get to say something like that, and simply walk out. Get your ass back in here.” Alan glared at him. “What the hell gives you the idea that Virgil would do any of that?” “He’s done it before. He did it to you. He did it to me. We both could have died.” “It wasn’t him, Alan. It was the Hood.” “Yes, tapped into that thing in his head. How can we trust him when anything can tap into it?” Eos’ flared up over the speakers, […]
Title: FivePart One of Il MagoSequel to Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut15-16 Sep 2018Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: “How can we trust him, if we don’t even know he is Virgil?”Word count: 3700Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto VoceAuthor’s note: And here begins the sequel to Sotto Voce. Truly this began as a Tale of Sotto Voce but it got too big – blame Alan. Just like Sotto Voce it took a bit for my writing to get going in this. also like its predecessor, Cliffhangers Ahoy! It is just that style of writing, sorry, everyone. Oh, and a note for Tales of Sotto Voce – there will be more – this fic will likely answer several of the requests I’ve had regarding the brothers discussing the events of Sotto Voce, but that doesn’t mean I won’t be writing more in the Tales series. Kayo still needs her story written. I really hope you enjoy this and I can write to your expectations ::hugs::Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- “International Rescue, we have a situation.” The response was immediate and reassuringly familiar. As Scott entered the comms room, […]
“How can I trust you, Virgil?” He stared at his brother. The fire in Alan’s eyes burnt. Virgil took a step back. “How can I speak to you and know that what I’m saying isn’t being heard by everyone? How can I know that that thing in your head hasn’t been tapped into by Eos, by anyone?” Virgil opened his mouth, but nothing came out. “You’ve done this once to my ‘bird. How do I know you won’t do it again?” Alan’s lips thinned. “I’m sorry. It just doesn’t work for me.” Alan turned and walked away. And Virgil’s heart just stopped. -o-o-o- This is what dropped into my head, at work, while shelving books. They spent the rest of my desk shift angsting in my head. What the hell, Alan??? ::headdesk:: I’m going to go have lunch now ::glares at him:: Nutty(there is an edge, I fell off it years ago.)