He woke exhausted, his brain foggy and not responding. He was in an unfamiliar room. He was fully dressed. There was a woman in his arms. Scott Tracy startled as his brain finally came fully online.
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Some of you expressed concern for Virgil due to the last scene I posted. At the time that was pretty much all I had written of that scene. I finished it in the early hours of this morning, many thanks to @scribbles97 for interrupting her food preparation to answer my desperate squawk of ‘does ths work?????’ I mentioned in the comments of that post that Virg was in good hands. I feel I have gained a repuation (deservedly) because that apparently sounded ominous. So here is the entire scene for your reassurance ::hugs you all:: @the-lady-razorsharp @vegetacide There had been no sleep. The ceiling tiles had morphed into a maze of torture, his eyes sketching and re-sketching out shapes made by the holes and the squares, annoying him to no end. He wanted Kay. He wanted to hold her, to make sure she was alright, to reassure her that he was quitting IR, that he had chosen her. But he was also scared. International Rescue had been everything for so long. Sure there was plenty of other stuff he could do, but could he watch his brothers go out, leaving him behind? It hadn’t been easy saying those words to […]
scribbles97: This has been a long time in the making with going back and forth on different projects but I’ve finally got there with it with lots of help from @gumnut-logic so credit is all on you really Nutty for getting me into writing this. All it takes is a gust of wind to blow the apples from the tree. Read on AO3 Keep reading @scribbles97 has been helping me with my Scott characterisation (and pretty much everything else including my never ending hysterics and the question ‘does this work?’) while I’ve been writing Gentle Rain. So yeah, she’s had to work for her prompt 😁 What do I know about writing Scott? ::grin:: Along the way, I’ve been lucky to read chunks of her wonderful new fic 😁 So yeah, I’ve been spoilt on all fronts 😁 So when I say, go read this fic! I know what I’m talking about. GO READ THIS FIC!!!! It’s got Scott, its got Virg, drama and whump 😁 Thankyou, Scribbs, for writing such a lovely fic. ::hugs you:: Nutty (Finally on holiday, yay! Let the painting and riting begin)
There had been no sleep. The ceiling tiles had morphed into a maze of torture, his eyes sketching and re-sketching out shapes made by the holes and the squares, annoying him to no end. He wanted Kay. He wanted to hold her, to make sure she was alright, to reassure her that he was quitting IR, that he had chosen her. But he was also scared. International Rescue had been everything for so long. Sure there was plenty of other stuff he could do, but could he watch his brothers go out, leaving him behind? It hadn’t been easy saying those words to Scott, but it was going to be even harder to enact them. And there was pain, no matter what medication they put him on. He could feel the fog clogging his mind, yet breathing still hurt. Perhaps he should ask for something stronger, something that could finally knock him out and end the pain on all fronts. By the time the sun peeked over the horizon and lit up edges of the window, he was ready to take anything to make it all go away.
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)
Title: Gentle Rain Warm Rain Series Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen | Part Fourteen Author: Gumnut 13 – 19 Feb 2019 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Sometimes it is so gentle, you don’t realise it is happening. Word count: 2574 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, Scott/OC, Gordon/Penelope, spoilers for Warm Rain up to this point in the timeline. Timeline: Six months after ‘The Proposal’, almost a sequel. Author’s note: For @scribbles97 ::runs around in circles screaming madly:: My characters have it in for me. ::wails:: Hurts! Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- The moment Scott left, Kay’s glare returned to Virgil. He held up his hands in exasperation. “What the hell was I supposed to do? If Brains dies, International Rescue dies with him!” Kayo straightened in her chair. “And what do you think would happen to International Rescue without you?” “I-“ “Virgil, you can’t keep doing this.” “Doing what? You think I did this […]
My brain again… Okay, obviously I am living and breathing my writing at the moment far too much, because I just dreamed (yes, only dreamed) that I received a complaint for writing more Scott than Virgil. This dream complainant claimed that I have been writing this mammoth story for ages and they were missing my regular non-ship Virg stories. Incidentally, this dream person had a username I had never seen before, so I basically told them (or wanted to, but was more polite), that the fact that the first I had heard of them was this complaint about my writing, so basically they could go jump. If they wanted to contribute to this party, I’m obviously open to positive influencers ::eyes all my inspirators:: Jump in and play. So yeah, apart from me obviously needing to get out more, or get better sleep, I did wake up wondering exactly how long I’ve been writing this fic. I started on 14 Jan and my current word count is over 37,000 words. This is my second longest fic ever, and the longest I have written in this fandom. Except for three or four little fics, it is all I’ve been writing for […]
Birthday Hey, isn’t it supposed to be Gordo’s bday today? 14 Feb? Why am I not seeing mentions? Also tomorrow is exactly six months before Virg’s bday. These are important days ::nods sagely:: Nutty (Aquarians rule, but a little Leo cub doesn’t hurt either :D)
Sometimes if she sits there, she can imagine. She can hear the notes, his laughter amongst them. Feel his touch, his lips on her skin. His breath against her ear. The touch of the soft upholstery of the piano stool. His name on the breeze as it wafts through the open doors, across the balcony. She can imagine. And remember. And perhaps one day. He will return to her. -o-o-o- @the-lady-razorsharp Warm Rain.
Title: Gentle Rain Warm Rain Series Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve | Part Thirteen Author: Gumnut 9 – 13 Feb 2019 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Sometimes it is so gentle, you don’t realise it is happening. Word count: 4107 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, Scott/OC, Gordon/Penelope, spoilers for Warm Rain up to this point in the timeline. Timeline: Six months after ‘The Proposal’, almost a sequel. Author’s note: For @scribbles97 And here is your cliffhanger resolution. Many apologies for that. Thank you for not killing me 😀 I hope you enjoy this and thankyou for all your wonderful support. Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Gordon Tracy adored his brother Virgil. Ever ask him and he’d deny it through his teeth. Did he understand how the man’s brain worked? Not a clue. Did they argue on a regular basis? All the time. But did he love him? More than life itself. So, to first have to catch […]
A revelation Did this happen every time they went out? Was death always this close? Would she have to sit here and watch Scott risk his life day after day? The future stretched out before her in a roadmap of pain. And it hurt. His blue eyes glanced in her direction, caught her stare and frowned. “Em?” She bit her lip and realised she loved him. A blink and a wave of fear. She hardly knew him, yet… “Are you okay?” Bloody hell. She found her voice. “I’m…I’m fine. I want to see Virgil as soon as he gets back.” “You will. Even if I have to hog tie him.” It should be noted that Nutty drank a can of Coke with her dinner tonight and is now high as a kite…this is why I don’t drink coffee ::spins around, arms spread out wide and laughing:: Now let’s do some writing, yeah!
ladyrazorsharp on Twitter Okay, I’m hoping that’s plastic otherwise the smell would not be earning him any friends. @the-lady-razorsharp ::hugs:: Nutty (Still working, no writing, lots of pouting)
cttagverse: This popped into my head because of something @gumnut-logic said about a prompt she had found–the boys being older and reflecting on their past and IR. I had gone to bed last night, but was unable to sleep because it was running through my head so I got up and wrote it. As such, I am completely blaming Nutty for me not getting to sleep until late XP Virgil was sitting in a chair next to the window. It was his favorite place to sit when it was too chilly to sit outside. Of course the cold seemed to get to him easier than it had in the past—who would have thought he’d have issues with the temperature on a tropical island? The island had been their father’s when they had finally convinced him to retire. They had hired a live in nurse to help him when they had noticed him start to struggle with mundane things. He argued for a year after she had arrived, but they thought he had become quite smitten with her after a while—though he would never admit it, his heart always and forever belonged to their mother. Keep reading Aaargh, how can I […]
Cliffhanger relief Here’s the first part of Part Thirteen of Gentle Rain. It hurt to write. ::wails:: Many thanks to @scribbles97 for the moral support and for listening to my whining. Gordon Tracy adored his brother Virgil. Ever ask him and he’d deny it through his teeth. Did he understand how the man’s brain worked? Not a clue. Did they argue on a regular basis? All the time. But did he love him? More than life itself. So to first have to catch the man as he fell, then watch helpless as he struggled and failed to breathe, his hands desperately scrabbling at Gordon’s uniform, and to see him ultimately lose the fight and slip away… “John!” Virgil’s lips were turning blue. “JOHN!” He checked his brother’s vitals. No breath, heart-rate struggling, but at speed. What the hell was wrong? “Gordon?” “Virgil’s collapsed. I need vitals now. Advise Kayo, I’m going to need help.” John rattled off numbers. The engineer was still wearing his fire suit minus the helmet. Gordon tore at his clothes, shoving the zip down as far as it would go, freeing up the man’s chest. He positioned him ready for CPR, tipping his head back, checking […]
soniabigcheese: For Nutty @gumnut-logic The pins dug into her scalp, giving her a headache. She needed some fresh air and tried to make her way to the balcony but the long train of her gown kept getting caught in the heels of her shoes. Shoes that she wasn’t used to wearing. Why oh why did she agree to this … charade? Flinging the doors open, she stood there, silhouetted against the night sky. She was so focused on her throbbing head that she didn’t hear footfall softly approaching. Nor did she hear the sharp intake of breath as Virgil saw her … for the first time. The dress moulded itself to her curves and cascaded in folds to the floor. The thin shoulder straps revealing a bare but muscular back. She was … dazzling Oh how he longed to run his fingers down her spine and lightly kiss the nape of her exposed neck. Instead, he grabbed a shawl from one of the chairs, coughed lightly to let her know he was there … and approached, draping it around her shoulders. He stood next to her, leaned forward, putting his hands on the cold marble rail and gazed upwards. “John’s […]
Random Gentle Rain scene written in bed this morning Yes, I typed it with one finger. Many thanks to @scribbles97 for sorting the ending out. I can be pathetically dramatic and soppy at times. This version is much better 😀 “What the hell was I supposed to do? If Brains dies, International Rescue dies with him!” Kayo had tears in her eyes. “And what do you think would happen to International Rescue without you?” His heart stuttered and it had nothing to do with his injury. He reached out to touch her but she stepped away. That hurt even more. “Kay? Please?” “No, Virgil, you have to understand this.” A tear rolled down her cheek. “Without you, there is no International Rescue.” She swallowed and another tear drifted across her beautiful skin. He so wanted to touch her. “It shouldn’t be that way. I can’t share you that much. I want to share your life, you…you can’t give it all to iR. Please, Virgil.” He reached for her again, desperate to touch her. “Kay!” She took another step back. Her head was shaking ‘no’, tears running freely. “Kay, no, don’t, please don’t!” “It has to change. Things have to change. […]
Title: Gentle Rain Warm Rain Series Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven | Part Twelve Author: Gumnut 8 – 9 Feb 2019 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Sometimes it is so gentle, you don’t realise it is happening. Word count: 3614 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, Scott/OC, Gordon/Penelope, spoilers for Warm Rain up to this point in the timeline. Possible trigger warning for tall building fires. Timeline: Six months after ‘The Proposal’, almost a sequel. Author’s note: For @scribbles97 It is amazing what a day off work can do 😀 We’re out of Christmas Eve and things are moving. Many thanks again to @scribbles97 for some extensive help on this. I hope you all enjoy it 😀 Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- “You did what?!” Em entered the comms room and immediately wished she hadn’t. Virgil stood glaring at John, tension in every line of his body. Only the two of them were in the room, both looked tired, John worried […]
Scott’s Thunderbird “We will discuss this later.” Virgil’s baritone had dropped to a threat. The man turned and strode across the room in her direction. She slipped further into the shadows, but he turned and approached the wall beside the portraits. Turning around, he reached up and grabbed onto two light fixtures. She heard him mutter something about having to fly the tin can and then the wall ate him. A rumble of machinery echoed through the panelling. She blinked. “Doctor Harris?” Okay, that made her jump and not a little guilty. John was looking in her direction, so she slipped out of hiding and ‘scooted into the room. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to intrude.” John sighed. “You didn’t. Please excuse Virgil, he is not really approachable before his morning coffee.” “Where is he going?” Another sigh. “There was an incident in a Brazilian skyscraper early this morning. A fire. Thunderbird Two attended with Alan and Gordon along with Brains for engineering advice.” What? She’d slept through that? John must have read her expression. “The villa is well soundproofed for most of our launches. Only one really disturbs the main house enough to wake those deeply asleep.” As if […]
Mark Whitelegge on Twitter @the-lady-razorsharp says Virg is itching for a new car. Kayo is questioning why a man who lives on a roadless island needs two sports cars and a motorbike. Both Gordon and Scott already have theirs on order in the appropriate colours. Em still hasn’t stopped staring. Virg ends up getting one with the number two on it. They use it as their honeymoon car. 😁
Title: Gentle Rain Warm Rain Series Part One | Part Two | Part Three | Part Four | Part Five | Part Six | Part Seven | Part Eight | Part Nine | Part Ten | Part Eleven Author: Gumnut 3 – 7 Feb 2019 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Sometimes it is so gentle, you don’t realise it is happening. Word count: 3218 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, Scott/OC, Gordon/Penelope, spoilers for Warm Rain up to this point in the timeline. Timeline: Six months after ‘The Proposal’, almost a sequel. Author’s note: For @scribbles97 I have been staring at this forever. RL has been kicking my butt and I keep finding myself falling asleep while trying to write only having written a paragraph or two. So basically I’ve been staring at this for far too long. I hope you enjoy it anyway. Many thanks for all your wonderful support. This fandom and its fans are amazing. Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- If it hadn’t been Christmas Eve, Kayo would have been inclined to stay in their rooms. She would have most definitely preferred Virgil to sleep […]