Aaargh ::glares at fic:: Not my best, but I hope you enjoy it anyway ::hugs:: Title: Tick Tock Author: Gumnut 21 – 30 Nov 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: And then he had to take that one step further. Word count: 6861 Spoilers & warnings: None. Timeline: Standalone Author’s note: This is for @i-am-chidorixblossom She was having a bad time of it, but this fic got out of control, did what it damn well pleased, and RL kicked my butt, so it is delivered late ::headdesk:: I’ve been staring at it for far too long. It has issues, but I’m not sure how to fix them. ::glares at it some more:: Also, I’m a librarian and an artist/designer, not a medical professional, so please suspend disbelief if I’ve completely blown it 😀 In any case, I hope you enjoy it anyway and thank you to all for your continuing wonderful support. I couldn’t do this without you ::biggest hugs with extra snuggles for Chiddi:: Author’s note: Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Virgil stared at the piano. The ivory stared back. Reaching out a gloved hand […]
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Tick Tock (continued) From here. Someone was stroking his hair. “Mmm, tha’s good.” “Virgil? Are you with us?” Scott. But there was a fragrance. “Grandma?” “I’m here, honey.” The fingers in his hair patted him gently. “Not feel so good.” A shadow fell across his eyelids and a kiss brushed his forehead. “Don’t you worry, you’re safe.” And it was only then he realised that he was surrounded by the sound of his beloved ‘bird. “Wha-? Why?” He tried to sit up and discovered blankets over him and a needle in his arm and hands hurrying to hold him down. “Woah, Virg, you relax. We’re on our way to the hospital.” Opening his eyes produced a blurry approximation of his big brother. “Who’s flying?” “Gordon.” He struggled to sit up, attempting to throw his legs off the side of the bed. But something was wrong. He stilled and the hands holding him back steadied him. “What’s wrong with my legs?” He tried to move them again. The left one shifted a little, but the right one might as well have not been there. Panic hit. “What happened? What’s wrong?” He couldn’t remember. “Virgil!” It was Scott’s command voice, but something […]
“Is anyone going to tell me how Virgil got himself shot?” Apparently Gordon had no qualms about when to ask questions. “My uncle shot him.” Four simple words, said plainly. “The Hood?!” Gordon again managed to speak before Scott. “Virgil…” She drifted for a moment, her brow furrowing. “Virgil untied me. My uncle shot him. So I shot my uncle.” Scott’s eyes widened. Kayo stared him square in the eye. “He won’t be hurting us anymore.” He reached out to touch her, but she flinched away. Scott opened his mouth to ask, but the doctor and a nurse bustled in and the moment was lost. But the expression in his sister’s eye said it all. The Hood made his choice. He should never have hurt Virgil. -o-o-o-
More Love and Sacrifice wip Maybe a little graphic. Scene on board TB2 as they are leaving the danger zone. The smell of burnt neoprene hung in the air. A groan of pain, a whispered ‘sorry’, and Scott made it around the rescue rig to find Virgil kneeling on the deck, leaning his chest and arms against the rig as his sister used a laser cutter to remove the back of his uniform. His baldric lay discarded beside him. Virgil glanced up at him only to grimace as Kayo pulled away more cloth from his skin. “Check, Gordon.” His brother’s voice was tight with pain. His younger brother was still strapped to the rescue rig. Scott assessed him quickly, all his vitals checked out. A bruise to the back of his head the likely cause of his unconsciousness, but Gordon began to stir at his touch. “Gordon?” His little brother groaned. “Augh.” “You with us?” “I wish I wasn’t.” A hand rose to his head. “Who hit me?” Scott opened his mouth to answer, but was interrupted by Kayo. “Virgil?!” And his dark haired brother was sliding towards the deck. Scott slid to his knees and caught him, only then […]
From here Gordon’s face was pale when they reached the comms room. Alan was absent having flown Brains to the mainland that morning. There was no doubt John had called them back, but they weren’t here now. It was probably for the best. Gordon’s expression of concern the moment he set eyes on Virgil, could only be ignored to a point. But as he stood in front of John’s hologram, it was with Scott on his right and Gordon on his left, and he straightened his posture, drawing strength from his brothers’ presence. John spared him a worried glance, not unlike Gordon’s, but dove into the topic regardless. “She’s being held in an abandoned palm plantation on one of the smaller islands north of Java.” A holographic map appeared momentarily, zooming in to the suspect island, down to the level where a series of ramshackle buildings scattered over a couple of hectares. A single silver icon flashed in the centre of the largest building. Virgil stared at it. “I’ve been able to hack their security system.” His brother fiddled with a control and a video image appeared next to the map. Virgil tensed and flinched as a hand gently caught […]
gentlemanuniverse: It wouldn’t stop moving. Damnit. There. He swivelled, eye caught between the brush and the viewfinder. No, there. Hold it, another second. “Virgil, whatcha doin’?” There was a squawk and a flurry of wings as the bird took fright and flew off into the distance. Virgil choked for a minute, finger still hovering over the shutter release, the brightly coloured, somewhat rare parrot blatantly absent from his composition. Teeth gritted and a little dentally damaged from similar situations with his brother, voice raspy. “Gordon, what do you think I was doing?” “Dunno, taking a photo?” “Yes, yes, I was.” “Was it a good one?” “No, no it wasn’t.” Because of you! Gordon shrugged and patted him on the back. “Don’t worry, bro. Practice will fix that.” And his brother wandered off as vaguely as he had arrived. -o-o-o- @the-lady-razorsharp 😀
Gordon had the music up loud. Doing maintenance on his baby was important, but sometimes it just bored his brain into leaking out his nostrils and music always made everything better. Especially when it vibrated the module walls. The fact he managed to hear a crash over the blaring classic AC/DC was a sign of exactly how loud the crash had been. A frown and he killed the volume. Metal hitting concrete was suddenly followed by breaking glass. What the hell?! Dropping the wrench, Gordon slipped out of Module Four and crept in the direction of the cacophony. Thunderbird Two towered green over him, as he stepped quietly around her. Virgil’s workshop. Usually a picture perfect poster of order and precision, had tools scattered out the door. The window between the hanger and the workshop lay in shards on the concrete. There was a yell and a single spanner flew out the door, across the hanger and clattered harmlessly against Thunderbird Two’s hull before it too hit the concrete. Another almighty crash had Gordon hurrying over to peer through the broken window. Two of Virgil’s precious metal tool chests were on their sides, their orderly tools scattered across the floor […]
soniabigcheese: He didn’t hear the door opening – the stereo was on LOUD and he was busy gyrating and wiggling his butt to this classic. He was also clad in just a towel draped around his narrow waist, and he was holding a mop and kissing on cue to the lyrics of the song. This is so cool – Alan sniggered as he held the video camera and zoomed in on his brother. That’s when Gordon whipped around … and froze. Not only was Alan there, there was also a captive audience and they all bore the same ‘gotcha’ expressions on their faces. They’d finally gotten revenge on their elusive prankster brother. Oh, god, @soniabigcheese gave me permission, I really hope she doesn’t regret it. Warning: total crackfic! I may have broken a character or two. I recommend you read it while listening to the music 😀 It had been a shit birthday. One of those days, but in triplicate. Everything he had planned had fallen on its face. The only thing that had gone well was that none of his brothers had been injured in today’s rescue. Unfortunately, Gordon hadn’t been as lucky. Sure, it was only a sprained […]
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 […]
Title: Prank War Warm Rain Series Author: Gumnut 6 – 8 Nov 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: it was war. Word count: 3215 (Part IV) – Total 5098 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, crackfic Timeline: After ‘Home’ and before ‘The Proposal’. Author’s note: This is total crack. I blame a combination of the lurgy that is messing with my muse and @vegetacide who inadvertently asked for it. From this conversation. Nutty: Are you requesting a whump? ? Veggie: No.. Not me.. I want one with fluffy unicorns and rainbow farts.. Lol Nutty: Really?? And here is the last of the crazy 😀 I hope you enjoy it 😀 I’m feeling much better now 😀 Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Prank War I – RainbowsPrank War II – JelloPrank War III – The Unicorn Prank War IV – You can’t stop the music! It started with his alarm. Usually Gordon was woken in the morning to the slowly increasing sounds of the ocean, a little whale song and a few waves crashing on the shore. It was a nice comforting way to slowly ease out of sleep. It […]
I’m still sick, still nuts, still @vegetacide ‘s fault despite the fact she is asleep at this very moment. She used the nose emoji on me earlier and it was highly disturbing 😀 Anyways, this is continuing on from this post. I have my suspicions it has only just begun. Warm Rain universe, vaguely, crack fic, probably broke science, it is not even four o’clock in the afternoon and I’m asleep on my feet, so yeah, don’t expect quality, look after Scott, he needs it. It had been a hard couple of weeks and Gordon was just happy to be home. He’d finally flown in late last night and crashed into bed. He had spent most of the last week several thousand feet underwater discussing seaweed farming and underwater food propagation with a very lovely marine biologist. Eventually they had discussed other forms of biology as well and it had turned out to be a lovely time away. However, it had been mostly work, no matter how interesting or diverting and he was happy to be home. Also, it had been halfway around the world so his body clock was blown. So, he was up before the sun the next morning […]
This is total crack. I blame a combination of the lurgy that is messing with my muse and @vegetacide who inadvertently asked for it. From this conversation. Nutty: Are you requesting a whump? ? Veggie: No.. Not me.. I want one with fluffy unicorns and rainbow farts.. Lol Nutty: Really?? It was embarrassing. Then it was just weird. Virgil, standing beside the pool, in his swimwear, passed wind. And a cloud of purple…something…appeared around and dissipated into the breeze. “What the hell?” He stared at the cloud as it drifted away. Unfortunately, another bubble burst forth before he could restrain himself. Pink mist was the result. “Holy-“ But his worry was interrupted by a burst of laughter. Gordon, on the other side of the pool, was laughing so hard, he was stumbling. Virgil’s shoulders tightened into knots. “What the hell have you done?!” Unfortunately the tension caused more expulsion of gas, this time green. That just set off Gordon more. If he wasn’t careful, he was going to end up falling in the pool. Virgil had no idea what his brother had done, but the red mist that appeared next was highly appropriate as he launched into a run. -o-o-o- […]
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 […]
gumnut-logic: I so have to answer this one 😀 Title: InvoluntaryA Tale of Sotto VoceAuthor: Gumnut2 Nov 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOSRating: TeenSummary: It was adorable really.Word count: 1176Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2, Sotto Voce and Il Mago Timeline: Set shortly after Il Mago and before Father.Author’s note: I’m running on maybe three and a half hours sleep from last night and it is now 11.40pm, so you’re getting more Sleepy Nutty fic. Once again, no plot, just sleepy stuff 😀 But this time we are in the Sotto Voce universe shortly after Il Mago when Virgil was still prone to falling asleep randomly. I thought it would be appropriate to this challenge 😀 I’ve been meaning to write this fic for some time, and there maybe others like it to follow. Sotto Voce is pretty grim most of the time, but under it all lies those wonderful brothers, and yes, it appears the universe will support a little fluff as well. I hope you enjoy it 😀Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- It was adorable really. Virgil had obviously pushed it this time, yet again ignoring […]
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: The Proposal Warm Rain Series Author: Numnut 23-27 Oct 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: Was it worth the risk? Word count: 9084 Spoilers & warnings: Virgil/Kayo, mild language, somewhat graphic depiction of injury, angst, Virgil!Whump Timeline: After ‘Green Dragon’ and before ‘Goodbye’. Author’s note: Because @vegetacide wanted to read more. I have been staring at this all day, I think some of it works, the rest is a blur. I hope you enjoy it anyway. Please note that this story makes reference to various previous events in the Warm Rain storyline, some of which are only archived on Tumblr (they are scraps of fic). There is nothing major and it can be read without the reading the other stories, but if you are interested, you can find a list of the entire universe in timeline order here – gumnut-logic(dot)tumblr(dot)com(slash)master-story-list – scroll down to the bottom for the Warm Rain listing. Please enjoy 😀 Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- She had only had a split second to realise what was happening before he barrelled into her, his sheer mass wrapping around her, ever the protective […]
This is Part one of at least two. I promised you something tonight, but I haven’t managed to finish it yet (I had to rewrite a good chunk of this bit tonight as Scott was being difficult). So while this doesn’t really end on a cliffhanger, it might as well. Sorry. Warnings: Virgil/Kayo, part of the Warm Rain universe, some kinda graphic depictions of injury (poor Virgil), Virgil!Whump and angst for everyone, including me. She had only had a split second to realise what was happening before he barrelled into her, his sheer mass wrapping around her, ever the protective idiot she loved. There was snow and rock. She lost her belay rope, the world just spun sickeningly. In the confusion a sharp spire of rock loomed, Virgil reached, his arm blue against all the white. And he screamed. She had never heard him quite make that kind of sound. And their fall stopped. The snow roared around them, but they had stopped moving. He was trembling around her, his right arm the only purchase they had. His eyes were clenched shut. “Virgil?” “I can’t…” He cried out as something hit them and they were falling again. White. Freefall. And […]
Sometime after my previous post…and completely @vegetacide ‘s fault. -o-o-o- Gordon stepped into the comms room with no small amount of relief. He and Alan had been called out yet again, and though he would never admit it to his older brother, taking Thunderbird Two out without Virgil was hard. Not only because he missed his brother, that was a given, but because the team was compromised. Alan was a great team mate, his performance was flawless. He just wasn’t Virgil. It was like a piece of the puzzle was missing and they couldn’t make it up. Of course, they still saved people, their record was exemplary, but it was just that touch harder, less like clockwork, more like hard work. The sound of the piano was dancing through the room and Gordon took the moment to stand and simply listen. Admittedly, he was no connoisseur of classical music, but this was his brother, and just like Virgil had room in his life for Gordon’s swimming, Gordon had an appreciation of his brother’s music. Today it was a familiar tune. A very familiar tune. Huh? Virgil started singing ever so softly…”A, B, C, D, E, F, G…” What the-? “H, […]
“What have we got, Thunderbird Five?” “Mountaineer stranded on K2.” “Again?” “Yup.” “Hopefully not the same one?” Scott remembered the last one. He had been a whiner. “No, this one is female.” Gordon grinned. “Maybe you can pick up a hot date.” A glare at his brother. “That was lame, even for you.” Gordon shrugged. “You’re hard material to work with.” Il Mago
Title: Dear John Tales of Sotto Voce Author: Gumnut 9-10 Sep 2018 Fandom: Thunderbirds Are Go 2015/ Thunderbirds TOS Rating: Teen Summary: ‘It hurt so much. I couldn’t do what he asked, so he just hurt me more. And then I think he just hurt me because he could. There wasn’t any way out. And he looked just like you. I think that hurt the most.’ Word count: 3082 Spoilers & warnings: Spoilers for Season 2 and Sotto Voce Author’s note: This one is a little different. It is set shortly after Virgil wakes up on the third day. Things aren’t great for anyone. I hope you enjoy it 😀 Disclaimer: Mine? You’ve got to be kidding. Money? Don’t have any, don’t bother. -o-o-o- Message from OntheVirg. Dear John. I don’t really know where to start other than to say that I am so sorry. This is not your fault and I know I’m hurting you. If I could stop I would. I miss you, little brother, please don’t doubt that ever. This thing that bastard has done to me has come between us, but I still love you (yes, I said it, you can now poke fun) and we […]