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hermit-frog · 2 years
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either Rashid is in a extremely good relationship with his boss or he’s not a servant/assistant
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that grip though. and Louis gives in immediately? 
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the power dynamic. Rashid acts like an equal to Louis. noticed it right away. he just walks around and does whatever he wants. also he’s sassy af and doesn’t hide it (and icon. i stan)
not to be that person but this looks more like someone apologizing for their partner (Mr. du Lac my ass Rashid)
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after Daniel had slapped Louis (the audacity) Rashid’s hand never leaves Louis’ shoulder, i mean????
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pianokantzart · 2 months
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Okay. I know I said I wouldn't talk about the demon hotel show anymore...
BUT....
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shynmighty · 1 year
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No clever title. I just love Rass Ordo. 😍
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Declan Rice only has one dog. Should we be concerned?
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cursivebloodlines · 3 months
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We come in from the cold, your hands are frozen I could keep you warm, let's start again I still wanna be your superhero But you keep saying we just can't be friends
Feels like two minutes ago you were laughin' at all my dad jokes When did it change for you, my love?
Is it alright if I lay with you Just for one night? Let's evade the truth And go back to first time that we both felt the same And we were just fallin' like tears in the rain
Is it okay if we play pretend Just for more day or one more night? Is that alright? 'Cause I'm not doin' so well
I need you like the pills that I've been takin' Give me half a chance, let's start again My eyes are on the floor, I'm devastated 'Cause I know how this goes if you walk away
Feels like two minutes ago, it was you and me against the world Now it feels like my whole world is ending
Is it alright if I lay with you Just for more night? Let's evade the truth And go back to first time that we both felt the same And we were just fallin' like tears in the rain
Is it okay if we play pretend Just for more day or one more night? Is that alright? 'Cause I'm not doin' so well
Oh, don't leave me now I said don't leave me now, oh I said don't leave me now, don't you leave me I said don't leave me now, oh, oh
Is it alright if you lay with me Just for more night? Let's evade the truth And go back to first time that we both felt the same When we were just fallin' like tears in the rain
Is it okay if we play pretend For one more day or one more night? Is that alright? 'Cause I'm not doin' so well
@overnightheartbeats
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feionaapple · 2 years
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redcallisto · 1 year
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skymaiden32 · 2 years
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Midnight Inferno
Tagging: @dragonoffantasyandreality @thundergeek59 @janetm74 (Please ask if you would like to be alerted when I update or write new stories)
June's calendar story.
Several drilling rigs have gone up in flames in a newly tapped Southern Ocean gas field. Now, men working inside a control building are relying on Thunderbirds 2 and 4 to get them out. But can they do it with a sinister presence in the shadows?
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Guess who went on holiday right after hiatus and forgot to write things?
That's right, 'twas me :3
Great to be back though! ^^
Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | Chapter 3
The airport was anything but silent that morning. A great many conversations merged to form a cacophony of noise. Within the chaos, Scott Tracy scrutinised the arrivals board as he tentatively sipped his third coffee in the past hour, arms folded while his foot tapped the floor. His immediate younger brother’s mannerisms were almost identical, save for his object of interest being the recent paper instead of the flights that were constantly streaming onto the runway. Anyone who would’ve seen them would say they were on edge. Scott huffed at the thought. Of course the brothers were on edge, although the majority of the people around them couldn’t know why.
“Well, this definitely feels familiar…” Virgil grimaced as he shoved the newspaper in Scott’s face, the headline clear and concise. The elder brother groaned when he saw it.
Southern Ocean platform fires continue!
They both remembered the Atlantic Rig rescues a little too well. It wasn’t something anyone in their family liked to dwell on, especially not Scott. The two of them exchanged a meaningful look, exchanging words without having to say anything, a sure sign of the close bond they’d shared since they were kids. John had always thought it fascinating, Gordon always said it was creepy. Alan had just stared in awe at how well the two eldest sons of Jeff Tracy worked together. He still did, although it had toned down as he’d matured.
Pushing the immediate issue aside, Virgil folded the newspaper and gulped down his own coffee, frowning when he found it had long gone cold. He sighed, now watching the arrivals come in with his brother. “No sign of Gordon’s flight yet, then?” Scott shook his head, concern etched into his expression.
“No, not yet.” Scott sighed. “It was supposed to be here 30 minutes ago. He’s on a Fireflash. It shouldn’t be taking this long…” Virgil barely managed to hide his amusement. It was just typical of the Smotherhen to get worried over a half-hour delay. Even for the fastest commercial plane on the market, Fireflash had delays from time to time.
The younger of the two shrugged. “Relax, Scotty. I’m sure everything’s fine. It’s only 30 minutes extra.” He gave up on trying to nurse some warmth back into his coffee cup with just his hands. It had been a shot… “Besides, if anything does happen, you and I both know that Gords could wrestle a sixth-foot monster to the ground.”
Scott huffed. “Yeah, I guess you’re right…” Gordon hadn’t been in the WASPs for years now, but the eldest Tracy brother knew a thing or two about military training himself. Neither of them had stopped the training regimens they’d strictly followed back then since they’d left WASP and the USAF. “Gordon could bench-press the strongest bodybuilders in the world at this point…”
Virgil snorted. “Yep. That’s our Gordo.” A flight dinged onto the board, getting the attention of both brothers. Scott, predictably, recognised the flight number first.
“He’s landed.”
The younger brother nodded. “Then let’s go and meet him.”
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Gordon bounced up and down as he finally made it past Passport Control and collected his bags from the correct Baggage Reclaim. He was here at last! Almost back home. The aquanaut’s conference at Marineville had taken far too long for tastes. He’d really hoped he would’ve been invited as the aquanaut of Thunderbird 4, and not as an ex-WASP operative. At least then he could’ve gone home in Thunderbird 2 in the first place, instead of having to deal with the issues on the rapidly ageing Fireflash. It felt like just yesterday that the plane’s maiden flight had gone so disastrously wrong that International Rescue was pulled into their very first rescue.
He brushed the thought aside. No. He had been lucky he wasn’t there as an IR operative. Marineville had once been his stomping ground. He knew most of the people who had been in that hall. He would’ve been recognised easily as Gordon Tracy, and then the truth of the secret organisation would’ve been revealed. That was the thought he was left with as he came out of customs, managing to avoid the officers rifling through other passengers' bags. Not that he had anything to hide, but still.
He scanned for the throngs of people waiting for loved ones and people they were driving to their further destinations to see his brothers, waving at them as they caught sight of him. Pretty soon, he found himself swept up into a whirlwind of Tracy affection and hugs. He rolled his eyes as Scott and Virgil led the way out of the arrival lounge. The plan was to rendezvous with Alan at a relatively remote clearing about 20 minutes from the airport, where Thunderbirds 1 and 2 lay in wait for them. They all piled into the car, Virgil at the wheel. Their departure couldn’t have gone any smoother.
They had been on the road for a good 10 minutes before anyone said anything. Scott cleared his throat. “So, how was the flight Gords?”
Gordon shrugged. “Not bad.”
“Which, in Gordon Tracy language, means it was awful.” Virgil piped up from the wheel. Gordon smirked.
“You guys know me too well…” He sighed before continuing. “There were a lot of technical difficulties is all. Thank goodness it was Fireflash, or we would have been delayed even more.” The aquanaut smiled at his brothers. “Captain Hansen says hello, by the way.”
Virgil let out a breath. “I still can’t believe he knows who we are now…”
Scott leaned back in his seat. “Me neither. But he is a good friend. I’d trust him with my life, and I hope one day that all of you can do the same.”
Virgil scoffed. “We already do.” Gordon relaxed as well. “How fitting that a man we saved on our very first rescue becomes one of our most trusted agents.”
They soon turned in the direction of the Thunderbirds, going completely off-road. Thank goodness Brains had modified the car to be able to traverse all terrain. She controlled like a dream.
“Almost there, boys.” Virgil’s voice cut through the noise of the car's engine, as they were now going top speed. Just above the treeline, the forest green collection of metal and life-saving parts that was called Thunderbird 2 came into view. Virgil swerved up the ramp of the pod, drifting and skidding to a halt in the exact centre of the large container.
Gordon looked up to see their baby brother, white as a sheet as he stood frozen, thankfully, some distance away. Scott jumped out of the car and clinged to his youngest brother, checking him over for even the smallest scratch. “Virgil, you almost gave him a heart attack!”
Virgil had the decency to look ashamed. He wasn’t usually one to make a mistake like that. He’d had a lot on his mind this past month. “Sorry. His life reading was closer to One when I checked on the approach. If I’d known he was there, you know I wouldn’t have done that.”
Scott sighed. “I’m not the one you need to apologise to, Virg. Just be more careful. You’ve been taking way too many risks lately, and it’s scaring us.” The eldest brother tried to say that last part calmly, but it was impossible to keep the fear out of his voice.
“I know, Scooter.” Virgil sighed in regret, giving Alan a small smile. The blonde-haired astronaut had thankfully calmed down considerably. “You alright, Al? I’m sorry.”
Alan gave him a big grin, giving him the thumbs up. “I’m alright, Virg. And apology accepted.”
Gordon and Virgil got out the car, joining their brothers. Scott reached back into the car to grab the paper Virgil had been reading earlier, showing the front page to the two younger members of the Tracy clan. The photo showed a newly built drilling rig up in flames. And it hadn’t been the only one.
All four men present shuddered at the thought. All those lives… “I think we need a family meeting. Father needs to know about this…”
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shimmies · 2 years
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i mean i think we can all agree this scene was too dark
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halfagone · 2 years
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opheliasprings · 1 year
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RUBY WHERE DID YOU GO
i'm right here babe
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lazylittledragon · 3 months
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do any other artists feel like. yeah you're a 'good artist' because you draw things that look nice, but like. TECHNICALLY? you're really not great
i really hate that i can recognise that yes, my art is good, but is it VARIED? is it dynamic?? is my anatomy good? is it full of texture and colour theory? do i know how to do This? can i do That? no, not really. and that's quite painful actually
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*proceeds to rant about humankind on omnichan*
(idea for the last line came from here)
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itadori-san · 1 month
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one believes they don't have the right to live on, while the other possesses no will. alas, you've died too many times in this little life.
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wombywoo · 8 months
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road trip 🏍️
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mulderscully · 3 months
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THE KILLERS | Somebody Told Me | Minneapolis, MN (July 13th, 2023)
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