Did a small amount on my painting of Virg tonight. I will finish it...eventually! 😅

Ooh! He's lovely!

Beautiful chonk! 😍💚

Scott took stock of the situation: he’d agreed to the team bonding trip with others from the office but hadn’t realised it would get so competitive. Should he play to win or feign a nonchalance appropriate to the boss having some casual fun with junior colleagues?

Who was he kidding? Aerodynamic projectiles and Scott Tracy go together like Apple Pie and Ice Cream… Thunderdarts Are Go, friends.

Go Scooter!

How did this happen?

So I had a great start to the day today, I work in a school and the kids were having a good day.

Then just before lunchtime, I fainted and hit my head on the concrete, knocking myself out for a couple of minutes.

I arrived at A&E at 2pm, thanks to my lovely partner, who's been with me ever since.

It's now 830pm and only just had my blood taken for rests that should have happened at 4pm. I've been told it could be another 2hr wait until I get the results.

Please send Virgil to keep me company whilst I wait. I have a feeling its going to be a long night.

Update: 0100hrs/1am I'm free. After a long 10 going on 11hr wait i'm free. I must have today off to recuperate because of my work environment but back to school Friday.

Phew, glad you are ok!

Here’s an off-duty Virgil to keep you company during your recuperation day:

Glad you survived the hospital time sink

So glad you're okay and back home, and the big fella is really happy you're resting today too. 💚

Hey students, here’s a pro tip: do not write an email to your prof while you’re seriously sick.

Signed, a person who somehow came up with “dear hello, I am sick and not sure if I’ll be alive to come tomorrow and I’m sorry, best slutantions, [name]”.

I mean, if someone wrote that to me, I’d probably believe they were sick.

“Slutantions” has me crying laughing

i once emailed my professor with a migraine. a mistake.

“I amsick will not to choir because i have a heache. i Hope its very and i am so sorry

love,

blue”

the subject line was “OW”

THE SUBJECT LINE IS THE BEST PART JSJFJSJDJS JUST IMAGINE GETTING AN EMAIL WITH NO CONTEXT OTHER THAN “OW”

As someone who has taught college, please send those emails because 1) We WILL believe that; no one would write that on purpose and 2) we need a laugh sometimes.

On the other side of this, once after getting taken to the ER by ambulance, I got an email from the professor whose class I’d passed out in, and the message had no text, just the subject line “you good?”

Reblogging for the last addition

Claritin makes me weird, but I have allergies so there’s about a month and a half block of time where I’m taking Claritin and am just weird most of the time.

Anyway, my last year of college, I got the flu or something in late March and was also taking Mucinex. I told my professor I couldn’t come to class one day by email except I couldnt think of what to say, so my medicated ass decided to make a Fry meme. I think it said something like “Not sure if I can go to class with a head the size of Texas, bottom text.” I didn’t think until the next day that it probably wasn’t socially-acceptable to tell your philosophy professor you weren’t coming to class via Tumblr style memes. When i got back to class, i found that she’d printed it out and taped it to the classroom bulletin board.

Oh shit you guys i turned on my WinXP laptop that I used to use back then.

IT WAS ON THE DESKTOP. THIS IS WHAT I SENT.

It’s even worse than i remember it

I laugh myself hoarse every time this post comes around, so here it is again.

Once emailed a professor from my hospital bed high on painkillers after a really bad car crash which my heart actually stopped the email “Dead cant class sory”

Young John/current Alan. ❤️

Whumpee being asked to rate their pain on one-ten and giving a way too low number because they’ve ‘been through worse’ or even ‘can imagine worse’

I see both Scott and Gordon.

Sorry, I can't let this wander by without this. It's Virgil, because its me, but it fits the prompt ...well, kinda.

@gumnut-logic yay, nutty! This was the fic I immediately thought of when I read that prompt! Even better in the reread- so funny!!

When the team's heavy hitter gets whumped and all the others -- weaker, younger, less experienced, no matter -- are all totally ready and willing to throw down for the one who always protects them

It’s a known rule you don’t mess with Scott Tracy’s little brothers without going through him.

It’s a not-quite-as-well-known-but-should-be rule you don’t mess with Scott Tracy without going through four little brothers.

I love my husbeast so fucking much

I feel like this is a message John would send at some point

Just before being forced to rest!

Just a heads up and possibly an apology for being generally absent online for the last week.

I have a minor medical procedure today. Nothing major, nothing wrong, but apparently I’ve needed to fixate on it a bit. The muse has been literally obliterated and nothing is working. Even at work, my creative flair has taken a plummet.

And on top of that, I’ve retreated from social contact. I tend to do that when burning all my spoons on fretting, whether it is for valid reason or not.

Hopefully, today it will be over and done with and I can return to doing all the things I love.

Stupid brain.

On the flipside, I’m now a millionaire in Stardew Valley and Grandpa gave me four out of four candles - completed the mines, the skull cavern down to level 100 (for the first time) and the Island volcano all before the end of Year Two.

Nutty

(All the Virg)

He’s on his way to hold your hand through it xx

Oooh, more Viiiirg 😁💚 Astronaut Virg 😁

Hug. Look after you!

Hugs

Hugs and da boi to help your recovery, complete with hug shirt, although he's still wearing it!

Hmmm, I don’t mind him still being in the Hug Shirt 😁 I’ll borrow him, too 😁

Note that this is a favourite scene of mine where he is showing off his brain as well as his brawn 😁 Lovely 💚💚💚💚

Nutty

(Nearly three hours snooze and feeling much better, sleep fixes brain pains 😁)

I'm sorry I'm late to this, but really really glad you're recovering well so far. Please go slow and take it easy on yourself. 🫂

In the meantime, there's a big lad here who's very relieved that you're resting (unlike various wayward brothers).

Little WIP of random Thursdayness

💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️💚❤️

The faintest throat clearance from behind spoke of a brother needing to interrupt but not wanting to interrupt. Virgil transitioned from the runs of chromatic semiquavers into something spacious and light to invite his brother to start a conversation.

“Virg?” There we go. Worked every time. Alan shuffled into view alongside the stool.

“Yeah Allie?”

There was a pause. Virgil cocked an eyebrow at his brother who immediately looked at the floor and scuffed at a barely noticeable mark.

“Can I ask you something?”

“Sure, what do you need?”

Alan began to pace back and forth along the length of the piano, precisely the way his eldest brother would when trying to marshal adequate words to express something difficult.

“Do you ever just get a Feeling that something’s… off?”

Virgil held back the urge to give comedic examples of Grandma’s cooking or any time spent in the company of a grinning Gordon because he was suddenly getting that exact Feeling and it was flowing off his little brother like dry ice.

“I do. Have you got any idea what’s caused it for you?”

The pacing intensified then Alan stopped suddenly and looked around before dropping his voice:

“So, I have this friend… she… uh, she’s an online friend…” he drifted off and looked at the floor again.

Virgil forcibly suppressed the temptation to jump to the kind of conclusion that would prompt either a patronising big brotherly grin or something akin to the Spanish Inquisition. He decided it was safest to keep his verbal contribution to a minimum.

“Okay?”

“I think she might be in trouble…”

Oooooooooooooooh

I see your ooooooooh and raise you a 👀

Miss Rhode Island, please describe your idea of a perfect date. That’s a tough one. MISS CONGENIALITY (2000) dir. Donald Petrie

I love this movie

Just gonna leave this here because… bro feelings.

Small but mighty.

( flyboy does the absolute best GIFs)

Oh, I have missed this big little green chonk!! 💚💚💚

Finished! 😁

This is the Tūī that Gordon tamed and taught to say ‘Virgil! Virgil! Virgil!’ :D He’s sitting on the one harakeke plant (New Zealand Flax) Grandma has managed to keep alive on the Island 😁

This took me all day to glue and edge. Did my threads continually get caught on the flowers? Yes, yes they did. Am I a little less sane than I was this morning? Possibly.

But it is finished!!!!!!

Nutty

(Sense is optional)

Unnamed Ficlet

An idea that struck me this morning that doesn't entirely work... but eh. Just a little one pager...

whump, angst.

~*~*~*

Sometimes, John will change the number. 

Five to rescue, though his monitors were showing six, that last dot with a shade far closer to red than orange, his feeds fluttering through hues. It means they won’t make it in time, and the lifesign will be his burden, not his brothers’. They carry far too many souls in their hearts as it is, and telling them would only drive them to wonder what they could have done differently, how they could’ve shaved a millisecond if it would’ve meant life instead of death. And John knows there’s nothing. It’s the red that means at least part of the rescue will be recovery. 

He prepares for it though, emotionally, mentally. One of his siblings will probably find the person behind the previously failing light, assuming they were gone at the time of the incident because the shade of their stuttering heartbeat wasn’t on John’s scanners. And that’s his blessing to them, as much as it's the lesser of the two worst case scenarios. 

There’s a deep orange that’s just too on the line to know for sure, and in those cases he’s honest. He has to be. 

Hates it though. 

He hates the way Scott pushes One’s engines carelessly to their max, and the determined blankness in their sunshine brother’s eyes, and Virgil’s worried frown as he tries to hold himself, Two, and his siblings together on terra firma. For a chance. Sometimes, that orange works out in their favor, and other times it ends with exactly what he’s always feared about them losing people. 

Obsession. They all have it; it didn’t help them find Dad in the end (that was luck and love), it didn’t save Mom or Grandad, and it's not healthy for them to put so much of Fate’s whims on their own backs. 

“John?!” Scott’s voice echoes as if through a tunnel. “How many lifesigns?”

Trembling, he goes to answer. The underwater quake had shaken and stirred. Evac had been underway, and Gordon was down there now. Not answering. His suit telemetry… unreliable.

Six lifesigns had long since changed to five, the ghost of the one they couldn’t save weighing on John’s mind. Then, six once Gordon entered the water. And now… 

“Six, but Scott" - the red he knew too well wavered through wet, blurring vision - “you have little time. You need to go. Now!"

This is sad, but well articulated. Poor John.

I think they know - the other brothers know (or heavily suspect) there are times when John fudges the numbers. At least, Scott and Virgil do for sure - but not on every occasion. They certainly know there are days when the job takes an emotional toll on John more than anyone else. Gordon can read the signs too, and Alan is learning fast.

😨but who is it?!!

😱😱😱😱😱

This is everything I imagine about John. There's so many aspects of rescue from which he's somewhat removed, but then there's so many more burdens that he keeps all to himself...💔🧡

Also, HURRY SCOTT!!!! 😭😭😭

Looks like they've had a good day at the beach.💛⚓

I made this a little while ago, it was going to be my banner on my main but I decided to go with this one instead. I was playing around with a bright anime style colour palette, I love anime backgrounds and scenery and how they manage to capture all the different colours that trees and leaves reveal under rays of sunshine.

Beautiful!! This really captures the spirit of all those summer anime movies that I love, and these two together are always a joy to see. 🥰💛💛

a take I often see on short form video sites (and sometimes on here) that I hate is the notion that siblings act in ways that to me read as bullying and unkind and generally just not very nice?? Like people flat out refusing that people would use terms like 'bro' and 'sis' in any sincerity? I'm sick of seeing people joking about sibling relationships being fraught and acting like that genuine affection is indicative that someone doesn't "really have siblings"

I have two sisters and a brother and while we don't always agree and even though sometimes we do tease and have silly arguments, like ?? we love each other ??? We genuinely like hanging out when we have the timeand we try to be considerate and kind to each other and it's a very low key but sincere and stable type of relationship

I know not all sibling relationships are good and there are many valid reasons to not get along with a sibling to the point you avoid each other. And I know there is no requirement for people to portray healthy sibling relationships in their fiction.

But gosh I'm sick of people acting like siblings being kind and helpful and respectful of each other is a ridiculous notion?? ESPECIALLY when all the siblings involved are adults

common decency shouldn't be withheld from anyone let alone people you love

Yesyesyes!!

Siblings fight and siblings annoy eachother but not all siblings actually hate eachother, from what I understand saying you "hate" your sibling is more of a joke. I call my brother a prick and a twat but I still love him very dearly and I know that if either of our worlds came crashing down we'd be there for eachother.

Also yeah, I call my bro "bro" because he is my bro.

Absolutely this. My siblings and I had so many arguments and fights when we were kids, but they were and are the people I would immediately turn to for help, a hug, or just a reassuring word. We love, we argue, we snipe, we love, we tease, we kick under the table, we love, we keep each other's secrets, we love, we love, we love.