misssquidtracy

[misssquidtracy]

Life Update

Hi Fam :)

I’m heading off on an extended holiday to Australia in 3 weeks. I’m a 27 (soon to be 28) year old solo traveller who is already homesick despite still being sat in my bedroom at home!

Anyhoo, I’ve set up a little sideblog to document my adventure. I intend to mainly use it as a platform to post photos for my family and will probably also use it as a form of online journaling, particularly on the homesick days. I thought I’d make a post in case any of my friends/contacts on here fancy following me. No pressure, of course.

I have aspirations to go to the Weta Workshop to see their collection of Thunderbirds Are Go props and sets, plus a few other slightly wacky TB-themed ideas. My Gordon love doesn’t respect international boundaries XD

If any of the Australian Thunderfam have recommendations for what to do/where to go or fancy meeting for a coffee if I’m in your neck of the woods, do let me know :)

https://www.tumblr.com/blog/view/mrssquidtracy <- MrsSquidTracy 

Tagging with pretty much everything as my friends on here have varied tag preferences and I’m shamelessly blowing my own trumpet XD

Hugs to you all :) xx

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderfam #Gordon Tracy #Scott Tracy #Virgil Tracy #Alan Tracy #John Tracy #kayo kyrano #Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward #Lady Penelope #Aloysius Parker #Jeff Tracy #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds fandom #thunderbirds fan #thunderbirds fanart #thunderbirds original series #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds 1965

[misssquidtracy]

For @jbarkerstargazer 💛

You’ve got a mixture of his left and right 😊💛

Disclaimer: I’m not too precious about screenshots, but the above were snapped by me and are from my own personal album that I’ve worked very hard on, so please respect 💛

#gordon tracy #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds 2015

[misssquidtracy]

Hi. I need some help. Do you have an image of your boys face in profile. His right side would be best but I can work with the left.

Thank you in advance regardless of out come.

Pics of my beautiful sea hubby? I can provide those by the dozen!

I'll whack them up in a separate post, as I'm replying to this on my desktop and all of my Gordon folders are on my laptop :-)

[misssquidtracy]

Baby ‘Birds!

I was, of course, only interested in TB4...

…but it wasn’t available to purchase on its own, so I ended up with the whole set! 💙💚♥️💛

Two looks like a little wee beetle! 💚🥰💚

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderfam #thunderbirds 1965 #gordon tracy #virgil tracy #scott tracy #alan tracy #thunderbird one #thunderbird two #thunderbird three #thunderbird four

[misssquidtracy]

The Benefits of Fanfiction

I started writing Thunderbirds fanfic at the start of the first lockdown in April 2020. I’d never written anything before in my life and had zero intentions of posting it anywhere.

After following a couple of Thunderbirds writers on here for a while, I summoned up the guts to post what I’d written on Fanfiction.net. I was struggling with crippling anxiety at the time and kept yo-yoing between taking it down every time I thought someone had viewed it, and then reuploading it 30 mins later. 

A couple of weeks later, I received a DM from @lunalittlemiss. She was training to be a police officer at the time and reached out to tell me how much my writing was helping her. The conversations we had over the subsequent months as we came out of and re-entered another lockdown inspired me to keep going, and writing is now an essential part of my mental housekeeping that I can’t live without.

After over a year of talking, we met up in London last year. We visited Festival Pier, where they filmed the ending scene of the 2004 Thunderbirds movie (and touched the same railings that the boys leant on in the actual film - swoon!) We then watched said movie in our hotel room later that evening after an amazing dinner, topped off by an episode of TAG. It was awesome, and something I never believed could have resulted from writing fanfic.

I’ve spoken to a handful of people who are too scared to upload content they’ve produced, because, quite understandably, they regard the internet with a suitable amount of caution. That being said, there are lots of prospective friends out there, and sometimes the only way to find them is to take a risk and believe in yourself. Some of the best real-life friendships I have were started and are now maintained by this fandom.

I have a lot to thank the world of Thunderbirds for 💛

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #gordon tracy #thunderfam #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds 1965

[misssquidtracy]

This is absolute perfection! I love how calm and professional Gordon is. His kindness towards Charlotte absolutely melted my heart. I LOVES!

As for Calvin, I’ve got a nice six by two hole in the ground with his name on. How dare he touch my baby!

Homecoming - Collision at sea

It's been a log while since I've posted anything and an even longer while since I've written anything. My creative juices seem to be being spent elsewhere the past few months, keeping me busy and distracted. Hopefully posting what I have already written may help in my writing exploits.

So here is the next instalment of Homecoming, a rescue chapter written for @misssquidtracy who's been a constant cheerleader for this story. Thank you, and enjoy.

Chapters 1 , 2 , 3, 4, 5, 6 and 7.

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Gordon braced himself in Thunderbird Four as the clips released the module. The feeling of weightlessness took over his body momentarily as adrenaline started flowing through his veins, kicking his body into rescue mode. He had to be patient as the door opened and the mechanism turned, preparing the submarine for launch. An eager smile crossed his face and his hand clenched around the controls as the ramp entered the water. This was his territory. This is what he trained for, what he loved. The little yellow submarine started to slip down the ramp.

“Thunderbird Four is go!”

She entered the water smoothly, though Gordon pulled on the controls to keep her at the surface. There was no need to dive today. Gordon manoeuvred his submarine, slowly turning so he could see the boats ahead. Virgil had dropped him a safe distance away, so as not to cause further damage to the boats, which could lead to them sinking. All the lifesigns had been gathered around or on the boats, and as Gordon approached he could see some of them standing on deck or sitting on the hull. From the way one of them was waving his hand in the air, apparently completely oblivious to the approaching rescue vehicle, there was a significant disagreement in progress. EOS had warned him that there may be casualties if he didn’t attend, though it was only now he was there that he realised he might have to play peacekeeper. Below the angry man was the damaged sailboat, a massive hole in its capsized hull and with three figures struggling to stay atop it. Gordon could tell the figures had spotted him and were showing visible signs of relief. He was happy to see they all had lifejackets on, and although they were shivering, appeared to have no obvious injuries. Experience reminded him that looks can be deceiving. Gordon waved at them before carefully guiding Thunderbird Four so it came alongside the capsized boat. Cutting the engine, he quickly slipped through his craft to the airlock at the back and opened it up. The angry voices hit him like a brick, almost drowning out the sound of the sea.

“Get off my boat!”

“Hell no!” An angry female voice yelled back, “you just sank my boat. I ain’t going to sit here getting cold because you can’t drive.”

“Don’t you dare come any higher!”

Gordon reached out a hand to the young man who was balanced nearest to Thunderbird Four. Unsure, shaking fingers grabbed his wrist. With the clouds hiding the sun, the brisk wind that had once filled their sails was now chilling the stranded wet souls, their bodies struggling to cooperate. Carefully placing a foot against the hull, Gordon steadied the man as he forced himself to stand. Gordon gently tugged on the arm as the man hopped across and onto the Thunderbird Four. Gordon had to catch him slightly, thanks to the awkward angle the larger man almost ended up on top of the aquanaut. Once inside, Gordon grabbed a thermal foil blanket from storage and wrapped it around the man’s shoulders.

“Th-thank you,” the man stuttered through chattering teeth. Gordon flashed him a killer reassuring smile.

“Welcome aboard.” He gestured around the small craft. “Cups are here with hot water from this tap ready when you are. You’ll want to warm up slowly, so take it easy for now.”

The man nodded, his russet eyes filled with thanks. Gordon headed back to the chaos, hanging off the back when the shouting was silenced by a splash from near the yacht. There was a moment of shocked quietness which was broken by an enraged male voice.

“How dare you push my wife! After all you’ve done. Our kids are sitting here freezing and you lack the common decency to let them aboard to warm up.”

“Why would we let you anywhere near our boat? I don’t want the likes of you anywhere near me.”

On the capsized boat, a distressed young woman was edging her way over the hull toward Thunderbird Four. She seemed intent on getting away from the situation. Gordon straddled the gap between the hull and Four, trying to give it some stability. Unfortunately her shoes had very little grip on the wet hull and her foot slipped. The momentum stole her balance and she fell into the sea. Gordon had enough time to see the fright in her eyes before he jumped in and swam toward the thrashing woman. Gordon reached her and grabbed onto her lifejacket. He twisted her onto her back before carefully swimming back to his craft. He went slower than usual, watching her head to ensure no water washed over her face. She was in a panic and that would only make it worse for her. His powerful legs meant he was grasping the edge of Thunderbird Four a minute later. The young man ran to them. He grasped the top of the woman’s lifejacket and started to pull her abroad. Gordon gave a well timed push from below, forcing the entire life jacket out the water and onto Four. Swimming warily around her thrashing legs, he helped roll the rest of her body up and onto the craft. Once out of the water her whole body shook as great sobs overcame her. Gordon slipped out the water in a single fluid motion and grabbed another blanket from the store.

“It’s okay, Charlotte, just breathe.”

Gordon wrapped the foil around Charlotte.

“You’re safe now. You are on Thunderbird Four. You’re safe.”

The young man rubbed circles into Charlotte’s back, bent close and continued to whisper encouragement to her. Gordon stayed beside her, monitoring her breathing with his eyes. Behind him there was a splash as someone pulled themselves up into the Thunderbird. Another woman entered and headed straight to Charlotte.

“You can do this Charlotte, we’re here with you. You’re not alone. You’re safe.”

Gordon stepped back keeping an eye on the situation, but letting the youngsters comfort each other. Slowly Charlotte was able to sit up and she was no longer at risk of hyperventilating. He placed a hand on the young man’s shoulder.

“Will you be alright here while I nip outside?”

He nodded and Gordon gave him a grin.

“Help yourself to the water and snacks.”

With one last glance at the trio, Gordon slid back into the water. He swam carefully, aware of the injuries that floating debris could cause. With no one left on the upturned hull, Gordon swam around to where all the voices were coming from. From his new vantage point he could see a couple in the water yelling up at a man in the yacht. It was time for Gordon to put an end to the hostilities.

"Hey!" He commanded, filling his voice with as much of the same authority that Scott’s often held. "I'm here to get you to safety, but to do that I need numbers. How many people were one each boat before the crash?"

Every eye turned on him and for a moment the air was filled with only the slapping of waves against the hulls. Their expressions were of disgust, as if he'd just interrupted the most important discussion in history. He held firm, not faltering, having dealt with difficult customers over the years. He wasn't phased.

"Five were on our boat," the man in the water finally spoke first, his features relaxing a tad.

"And yours, sir?" Gordon prompted.

"Four, but we do not require rescuing."

"Considering the hole in your hull and the fact you haven't left suggests otherwise. In its current condition, your boat is no longer seaworthy and you are unlikely to make it safely to any local dock. Are all your passengers still on the boat?"

"They are," the man grumbled, a deep scowl still etched across his face.

"Good. Stay where you are and I'll come back for you all in a short while."

"Not like we can go anywhere," the man mumbled, just loud enough to be audible below.

"If you two could follow me, I can get you onboard Thunderbird Four and into the safety of the module."

The couple nodded before swimming after Gordon. They were competent swimmers and soon they were huddled with the other three in the back of Thunderbird Four. Gordon took no notice of the puddle of water on the floor as he skirted around them to the helm. It was a quick trip back to the module. Gordon helped everyone out of the submarine and gave them a quick tour of the facilities before making them comfortable. After passing out energy drinks and snacks, he left them sitting on the storage containers wrapped in their shiny foil blankets. Before long Gordon had Thunderbird Four alongside the yacht and had shimmied up the ladder to meet the grumpy crew.

"Hello, I'm Gordon Tracy and that yellow craft is Thunderbird Four. If you wouldn't mind climbing down and hopping in her, I can get you somewhere safer."

"What about our boat?" The unpleasant man from earlier demanded, stepping up to Gordon so he would tower above him. "This boat cost a small fortune. I will not leave it floating where someone can steal it."

Gordon was completely unphased by the man’s attempt to intimidate him. This wasn’t his first rodeo, and neither would it be the last time someone thought they could use their physical presence to get their way. Living with three taller brothers had prepared Gordon for just these situations, having learned years ago how to look them in the eye and stand his ground. This man was nothing compared to the famous Tracy stubbornness.

“Not to worry, sir. The coastguard are on their way to take both you and your boat back to the safety of dry land. All you need to do is step down into Thunderbird Four.”

A cold hard glare came from the man, who crossed his arms and stood with little intention of moving. It was a silent challenge.

“Why would I leave the luxury off my yacht for a tiny rescue craft?”

“Your luxury yacht has a massive hole in it, and if I’m not mistaken, there's probably a little water on the lower deck. Right now you are lucky the waves aren’t bigger, otherwise it would be just another wreck littering the sea floor. There is no one out there who could steal your boat, let alone want to, and Thunderbird Five will be tracking it until it is safely in the hands of the coast guard. Now, unless you want to be like the captains of old and go down with your ship, please make your way into the yellow submarine.”

The couple behind the angry pair quickly made their way down the ladder, their faces having gone from dignified pride to worry during Gordon’s speech. It appeared their self preservation instinct had won out in the end. The feisty woman stalked after them, not quite willing to be eager, though her bravo had faltered when she realised how close they were to sinking. The man didn’t move, clearly upset at his companion's departure. The two men stood staring each other down for a few minutes before he too decided it was better to be off the yacht. His jaw stayed clenched as he descended the steps. Gordon slowly let out the breath he’d been holding. Sometimes he swore herding cats would be easier than rescuee wrangling. In a few graceful movements he was down the ladder and into his Thunderbird. All but the angry man were sitting in the provided seats.

"I recommend you sit down for the journey and strap in. Thunderbird Four will still rock a little despite the sea being relatively calm."

Gordon was happy when the man dropped himself into one of the spare seats, even if he did so with more force than necessary. With his arms crossed and legs splayed out he very much resembled a disgruntled teenager. Leaving the group alone, Gordon slipped into his seat and quickly piloted them to the module. The quieter couple took the offered hand, allowing Gordon to guide them out the craft. The angry man's wife eyed Gordon up and down before jumping across unaided. Angry man followed last only to embarrass himself by being the only one to fall to his hands and knees. Experience told Gordon to leave him be, knowing he'd get an earful if he even moved toward the man to help.

"This is Thunderbird Four's module. There's a toilet if you need it, let me know if you need some snacks or water, though I do ask that you stay off the ramp. It can get slippery and I wouldn't want anyone accidentally sliding into the sea."

The group wandered into the module and a little pride filled Gordon as he noted the quiet couple were wide-eyed as they took in everything.

"Would you look at that, Patrick," gasped the quiet woman to the man beside her, "isn't it just fantastic?"

"It is, though what is it?"

Patrick turned to Gordon who grinned as he stepped up to the mechanism on the ceiling. All five eyes of the first group were also on him, obviously interested in the answer. They would have had plenty of time to exchange theories while Gordon was away. There was even a little wonder on the now less angry looking woman.

"That is the pod assembly unit. If you have seen any of our rescues before you know we have multiple pod configurations. This module's main purpose is to house Thunderbird Four and any extra equipment that might be required for a water rescue. The ramp and wire" Gordon gestured to the tilting slipway in the centre of the module, "allows Thunderbird Four to enter the water quickly and helps retrieve her once her job is complete. As the modules are designed to house two smaller machines, there was enough room to install a single pod assembly system. The attachments contained in this module are ones likely to be needed in partially aquatic environments or coastal regions where Thunderbird Four may also be required. This allows International Rescue to be prepared for most eventualities."

"Are there times when you bring the wrong equipment?" The young woman with her arm around Charlotte asked.

"Of course they have!"

"Calvin!" Patrick snapped, "don't be so rude. You're the reason we're stuck here and needed rescuing."

Calvin's face turned an even darker shade of red, the veins of his neck started to bulge slightly and his eyes were like lasers. Gordon was concerned. It didn't matter to International Rescue who was at fault, only that they stayed safe. Calvin had never calmed down and seemed ready for a fight.

"How DARE you point the finger at ME! THEY were the ones that turned into us. THEY are to blame."

The word 'they' had been spat in the other group's direction and in a way that Gordon detested. It was like Calvin thought they were the scum of the earth. The eldest woman from the other group stood defensively, her own brow setting in anger.

"You need to learn the rules of the sea. You were blasting around like you owned the entire ocean. We tried our utmost to move out of YOUR way."

"You tried to MOVE?? Your ship stayed on the same course and WE had to move out of YOUR way. Like flapping your sail was going to do anything!"

The woman had stepped in front of her group, the older man also standing now, as if to protect the youngsters. It was starting to become a standoff, like in an old cowboy movie.

"It's called tacking and it was the only way we could get out of your way."

"Well obviously it didn't work!"

"That's because you did nothing to avoid us!"

Gordon stepped between the two adults, placing a hand in front of each to stop them from getting any closer to each other. He didn't touch them, not wanting to ensight them further, but he could see the situation spiralling. Calvin had an air of malice that very much felt like he would turn violent.

"I'm going to bill you for the damage! Do you know how much a yacht like that costs?"

"See you in court because we're not paying."

Calvin stepped into Gordon's hand and the aquanaut was suddenly aware of his heaving chest. Fury seeped out of the man’s every pore as the woman stood her ground.

"Back off. This isn't going to get you anywhere."

Gordon twisted as he tried to be the voice of reason for Calvin, still resisting the advancement. Those dark eyes glared down at him, cruel and cold as his hand wrapped around Gordon's wrist.

"Stay out of this, boy."

"Let go of me."

Gordon met the gaze with determination and authority. After a minute his wrist was released and Calvin stepped back. Gordon studied the man as he took a few more steps back, before turning toward the woman. He'd taken one step forward when he heard an impact on metal beside him. Already primed, Gordon twisted, ready to grab the man before he could be violent. A fist flew through the air and there was nothing Gordon could do but receive it. He closed his eyes as it made contact and jolted his neck to the right. Deliberately bending his knees allowed Gordon to catch his fall, his eyes shooting open when his right hand made contact with the floor. Gordon already knew the man's next move. It was obvious. Making the most of his powerful swimmer's legs, Gordon thrust himself into Calvin. His shoulder dug into the soft flesh of the man's abdomen with enough force to knock Calvin off balance. They staggered back, the ridge of Thunderbird Four's rail causing the man to trip. Gordon made the most of the advantage and grabbed the man's left arm, twisting it as he rolled the man over. Calvin tried to react but it was too late, Gordon was in control of the situation and quickly had both of Calvin's hands behind his back. With the man's wrists secure, Gordon glanced over his shoulder at the woman.

"Did he touch you?"

"No," her voice wavered, "it just missed."

"Good. Could you…."

"Calvin! Get off him right now."

To his right, the woman who Gordon suspected was Calvin's partner scurried over and started shaking his shoulder.

"Let him go! Let him go!"

"Leave the man alone, Grace. Calvin got what was coming to him."

The woman stopped rocking Gordon to stare gobsmacked at Patrick. Relief that Calvin's friends were decent washed over Gordon as he turned away from the new argument. Fearing he might have another fight on his hand, he fixed his eyes on the other group.

"There are a few coils of thin green rope in the box near the wall. Could you grab me one?"

"Of course."

Gordon shifted so his legs were pinning Calvin's arms allowing him to construct makeshift cuffs out of the rope. Once slipped over the offender's wrists, he got both of them off the floor. He guided Calvin over to the side and sat him down on the box of spare scuba gear. To his relief the second argument didn't end in violence but with the woman wrapping her arms around her grimacing partner. Her fingers went straight for the rope.

"I'd appreciate it if you left that on him, otherwise I might be forced to restrain you too. The safety of everyone here is my number one concern and I cannot let Calvin be violent."

The threat of also ending up in the same situation made her pause.

"Come on Grace, untie me. Let me at the little bastard."

Thankfully that was enough for Grace to change her mind and she left Calvin's restraints alone.

"Lousy woman. Are you really going to leave me here?"

Grace walked away and sat alone on the other side of the module as curses flew at her. Gordon hated restraining rescuees but sometimes it was the safest option. The man could still walk around but with his hands tied and Gordon able to overpower him, he was no longer a threat. Gordon's face still throbbed from where it'd been hit but he pushed the pain away, needing to appear infallible to everyone around him. Thankfully a mere fifteen minutes later the coastguard pulled up alongside the wreckage and Gordon used Thunderbird Four to hand everyone over. Calvin was untied and plonked away from the others after Gordon had briefed them on the situation. The wrecked boats were hauled out of the water with a massive crane, leaving Gordon to stand the retrieved Thunderbirds Four. With an ice pack to his face he watched them leave him behind.

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds 1965 #thunderbirds fanfiction #Gordon Tracy #Team Sea Bean

[misssquidtracy]

Quiet atm, but always here for the Gords! :)

Thunderfam role call!

Just reblog "here" or 🤚 if you're still active (at any level) in the fandom 😋

#thunderfam

[misssquidtracy]

I’m still not coming on Tumblr as regularly as I’d like, but I get email alerts for everything I’m tagged in and always appreciate your Gordo content :)

I’d like to be on the list for both stories and pics please, and I’ll stick with just my boi. Thank you <3

Time to update my tag list!

Hi, whoever is reading this! As some of you already know, I have a list of people I tag when I put out things. As I'm not a whump or gif or mostly not a screenshot person, my stories and art sometimes slip through the dashes and don't get the visibility that they could, so this is the solution I found to help me (this may also have to do with the characters I chose to champion but that's one more reason, right?).

When I put out my two latest stories/snippets yesterday and the day before, I have hesitated before tagging people and then decided against it because I felt it's not the same as pictures. I didn't know if people also wanted to be notified for stories that are not necessarily the type of things they usually read, but maybe people do want to be notified for those as well, so I think it's time for an update.

Here are the of people on my list so far and who/what they said they wanted to be tagged on--people in the Scott or Kayo list aren't notified of Scayo unless they say they want to be as well :

@dragonoffantasyandreality: Scott, Alan, Scayo, + TOS

@misssquidtracy: Gordon

@inertplanetary: Virgil, Jeff, Mike

@drileyf: everything

@janetm74: everything

@willow-salix: everything (although I'm not tagging you on Scayo)

@womble1: everything

@rachfielden-xo: Scott

@bonsaiiiiiii: Virgil

@olliepig: Scott

@thundergeek59: everything

@sugar-fiend (no vayor): Scott, Scayo, Virgil, Kayo

@oxttathiswxrld: Mike

@cg29: Scott, Scayo, Virgil, Kayo

@realbumblecrumble: John

@jbarkerstargazer: everything

@m-calculus: Scott, Scayo, Virgil, Kayo

@misstb2: Scayo, Virgil

@the-original-sineater: everything

So:

Is this still accurate, do you want to change it, remove your name, etc.

Do you just want pics or stories or both?

Any new person that want to be added to the list, welcome! please indicate which characters if need be, what (pic/stories) and whether vayor is fine with you or not.

You can reply in this post or a DM, that's fine. x

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds fandom #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds fanart

[misssquidtracy]

Thunderwheels Are Go

I can’t not share this!

Was at work earlier and my parents sent me over these pics of 2 matching Mitsubishis in the car park of where they were having lunch. TB2 appeared first, and I’m sure I don’t have to say how OVER THE MOON I was when my boi’s ‘Bird rocked up a few minutes later!

The markings next to the wheel arches are burn effects, not mud. What attention to detail!

Please excuse me while I locate and violently befriend the driver of TB4 XD

#thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thundernerds #thunderbirds fan #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds 1965 #thunderbird two #thunderbird four #Gordon Tracy #Virgil Tracy

[misssquidtracy]

Happy Birthday to my Boi!

Happy Valentine’s Day, but more importantly (at least in my little world), Happy Birthday to the best Tracy brother (again, in my little world!)

I can’t take credit for the topper and letters unfortunately. I had all the time in the world for last year’s cake, courtesy of lockdown, but have had to operate on a slightly tighter time schedule this year :)

Last year’s cake was TAG themed. Aside from the yellow icing, this year the theme is TOS, helped (I hope) by the orange icing accents and of course Four’s halogen bar.

<3

2022:

2021:

#thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds #thunderbirds 1965 #thunderbirds 2015 #Gordon Tracy #Team Sea Bean #thunderfam #thunderbirds fandom #Thunderbird Four #thundercake #cakeart #cakedecorating

[misssquidtracy]

Hey I want to take this valentine's to tell my friends how much they mean to me.💕

You are so amazing!! You're kind, loving, creative and just plain awesome!! I love you lots and lots.💕💕

Please PM me if you feel like it, Anon. I'd love to thank you personally! You're the best **hugs**

#thunderfam

[misssquidtracy]

Hey, you. Yes, you. You need to stop scrolling, and read this. Like, right now. It’s simply amazing, and I’m in love with Josie!!

P.S. I need to get my butt back on here properly. I can’t miss the next McNelly update! XD

Homecoming

This is a story I’ve been planning for over a year and finally feel readyish to post it. This first chapter has been reread about ten times so it’s about time to release it. It introduces the main OC for the story, which will spend the next fifteen chapters exploring Jeff’s return to earth before Josie comes back into play. 

Thank you @misssquidtracy for being my cheerleader, this would be no where near as far written if you hadn’t enjoyed it so. 

I hope you enjoy chapter one, which is set between Series 2 and 3. 

AO3 and FFN

First Impressions

Josie stood outside the hall and took a deep breath. You can do this, she thought, you already have the invite for the invite only event. They might be the big bosses, the people who matter, but you matter too. You just have to network. Don’t sell yourself short. 

She steeled herself again and swallowed. She really didn’t belong here. London was a long way from the compassionate community she grew up with in Scotland. But the idea of getting stuck there and never fulfilling her dreams made her determined, despite the imposter syndrome that plagued her. She looked down at herself and tried to feel comfortable. They were her smartest clothes: a black pencil skirt, blouse with frilly collar and a fitted, thanks to Nancy’s excellent seamstress skills, suit jacket. They were all high street brands which wouldn’t compare to the designer suits and dresses she’d be mingling with. The only saving grace was the simple diamond chain around her neck. Worth more to Josie than anyone would know, and it gave her the courage she needed. Brushing down her jacket and holding her head high she strode forwards.

She had been so fixated on herself that she almost bumped into a mature couple. Josie stumbled out an apology and let them in first. Flustered, and having lost any semblance of confidence, she entered the room. 

****

Another networking event, this time forced on him by Lady Penelope. Scott scouted out the room as he sipped his Scotch. Many eyes were on the two Tracy brothers, all wanting but not yet daring, to approach. The power of his presence in a room of businessmen never ceased to amaze him. 

“Found someone you like yet?” Gordon chimed cheerfully from beside him, though Scott knew him well enough to hear the bored undertone. Penelope had invited Gordon and of course he had said yes, his brother absolutely smitten with the lady. Scott shook his head. Events like this maintained Tracy Industries reputation, though they also gave Scott his player reputation. It was an easy place to pick up a girlfriend or let off some steam. Scott surveyed the room again. Within sight there were a few women who appealed to him. 

“I don’t always leave with someone." 

Scott took a sip of his drink. 

"Oh, so you’re not the ever-successful ladies’ man we thought you were?” Gordon teased. 

“Well, I didn’t say that.” Scott chuckled. “I just don’t always want company.”

Gordon rolled his eyes. “Yeah, right. I bet you’ve had many failed conquests. You just don’t want to admit it.”

Scott shook his head. “You believe what you want, Gordon.”

“Bet you can’t get a random woman to sleep with you,” Gordon challenged. 

Keep reading

#Scott Tracy #Josie McNelly #Virgil Tracy #Gordon Tracy #My boi is simply glorious in this #Alan Tracy #John Tracy #thunderbirds #thunderbirds fanfiction #thunderbirds 1965 #thunderbirds are go

[misssquidtracy]

SOS

Please send Gordon.

I’ve had the most horrendous week at work. I started back after lockdown with a new regional and departmental manager, and both walked out without serving out their notice a few days ago. I am now the most senior person in my department and am basically propping everything up. I’m trying to juggle an insane amount of pressure while keeping the morale in what little remains of my team high, but got it all thrown back in my face earlier when I divulged to a colleague that the stress is getting to me, only to be harshly told, ‘if you think you’ve got it bad, imagine how I feel.’

Instant invalidation.

I also heard on the grapevine this evening that two more colleagues (from different departments) are also leaving, which will push my schedule to breaking point. My team is small by most business’s standards (18 at last count), and 4 have left in 3 weeks. It’s a train wreck complete with burning passengers.

I had a horrendous bout of anxiety that led to a mini breakdown in 2019, however have managed to get the worst of it under control since then. This last week has been the first time in nearly 2 years that some of the old symptoms have started returning. I’m not sleeping through the night, my pig-like appetite isn’t as pig-like as usual, and I’m constantly battling the urge to cry.

I also found out the other day that my godmother has Covid. She’s fully vaccinated and isn’t showing symptoms, but catastrophic thinking is making it hard for me to rationalise her situation.

I’m sorry to dump this here, but I’m starting to feel a bit directionless, and that in itself is scary. I know my situation isn’t that bad and I really shouldn’t complain, but it’s cathartic to type stuff out. I’m aiming to leave my current post within the next couple of months, but patience is something I don’t have much of right now. What’s most upsetting is the fact that the stress is preventing me from interacting with the fandom and the boy that literally keep me afloat some days 💛

I can’t begin to thank @willow-salix, @olliepig, @lunalittlemiss, @sugar-fiend, @godsliltippy, @squiddokiddo, @fallenfurther, @inertplanetary, @cg29 and @hedwigstalons enough for putting up with me of late. I appreciate all of you beyond words and I’m sorry for being rubbish these last few weeks.

I also hate that I lack the brainpower to engage with all of the amazing content that’s been posted here recently 😭 I used to look so forward to coming on here of an evening, but now all I do is scroll without seeing stuff and I hate it 😭

#Thunderfam SOS #Thunderfam #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds original series #thunderbirds 1965 #mental health #tracybros #tracybrothers #tracy brothers #tracy boys #tracy bros #Gordon Tracy #Scott Tracy #Virgil Tracy #John Tracy #Alan Tracy #Kayo Kyrano #Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward #Aloysius Parker #Grandma Tracy #Jeff Tracy #thunderbirds fan

[misssquidtracy]

BABY!!! He’s so handsome!!! 💛💛

Some Gordon headshots I was practicing with a little while back.

I'm actually really proud of the first one.

.*✧💛💛💛✧*.

#Gordon Tracy #Team Sea Bean #Squid Squad #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderbirds fanart

[misssquidtracy]

Love him. Adore him 💛

#Gordon Tracy #Team Sea Bean #Squid Squad #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015

[misssquidtracy]

you can tell a lot about someone based on their phone background. it shows what’s most important to them

#Gordon Tracy #Team Sea Bean #Squid Squad

[misssquidtracy]

*spots SOS*

*boxes up the Rocket Pea*

*addresses box to @rachfielden-xo​​* 

*stabs some air holes in the top*

*dispatches the Pea first class recorded*

Hang in there my lovely. None of us expect you to compromise your mental health for our sake, and believe me when I say that the most important thing with writing is to enjoy yourself. Forget about deadlines, we’re not going anywhere ❤️ *hugs* ❤️

SOS

@misssquidtracy I need help...! :,(

I’m reeeeaalllly stressed right now. I haven’t finished writing my Day 26, 27, or 28 post for Whumpay!!

Ahhhhh!!!

And I have school today which means I still don’t have time to write.

I need to calm down...

Like now...

But I can’t 😭.

#Team Rocket Pea #Alan's Angels #Alan Tracy #thunderbirds #thunderbirds are go #thunderbirds 2015 #thunderfam #thunderfam sos