a little pride month self indulgence:
There's an 'au' of sorts I play with where the only real change is I get to write Alan as Transfem.
She figures it out sometime post canon, because she wanted so badly to be one of the boys that she ignored the possibility for years, and just figured that she must be doing something wrong when it never seemed to click for her. It doesn't really come loose until she's an adult and actually looks at the fact that it's kind of.
Not necessary? To try to force herself to fit into a box that no one else asked her to? And that she was a part of this family no matter what being herself meant.
She goes throw a couple of names before landing on one she actually to keep, coming back to Allie in between.
She ends up getting the name Kathryn from Scott of all people..
Because it used to be his name, and he doesn't need it anymore, hasn't used it for years. Surely, it'll make his sister happier than it ever made him.
First proper fullbody piece, received as a gift from @viridian-snow!
And then this was the first properly piece of her period, drawn by @xsilverberryx!!
The red stripe serves a purpose I promise. (I like it and also she was playing with her hair by adding extensions and why not play with color at that point.)
More stuff copied directly from discord under the cut:
^^^ First things first, a chat between me and Silver from when Scott helped her figure out her name finally...
Side note: Yes, Jeff has feelings about hearing this name again. Not only did he get to indirectly help Kat with her name change... Lucille did too, from well beyond the grave.
May have been part of the reason Kat latched on to the name so hard
... Meanwhile Gordon thought picking on his sister by making silly nicknames was the next step when he was told.
Self Explanatory.
I will probably inevitably come back and post more when I think about it but I want to throw her into the void for people to look at.
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This year all of our muns have been very swamped with irl stuff so unfortunately we haven't had time to come up with any new activities for y'all this year. We are however, recycling old activities and games for you to play from the previous years and we will still be reblogging any queer Thunderbirds art and fics that pop up.
We hope you all have an amazing pride month. Stay safe, drink water and bind safely!!✨
Gordon Tracy, actually a bi icon??? This is the best revelation to finish up the year!!! 🙌
You’re very sweet, but I’m not sure ‘icon’ is applicable here. I am just a simple squid dude who likes people. And pasta, that last bit’s important.
And it’s never really been a secret, just… never really discussed the private in public, y’know?
And face scramblers at Pride are more to save me ever being associated with @thunderbird-shadow’s Cha Cha Slide after one too many shots that she absolutely doesn’t enjoy.
but… yeah.
anyway.
love you all.
drink water.
be kind to yourselves.
and remember: labels are tools you get to choose to help. it’s okay if none fit too.
Hello my gays if anyone was wanting a polyamourous fic this pride month then boy do I have a gift for you! if you didn't want poly fic then continue scrolling.
fuse/gordon/penelope. gordon gets hurt and fuse and penny take care of him. just a fluffy hurt/comfort scene cause these guys won't leave my head
Why was this so hard for Scott? It was a simple thing to request from his father, so why was he sweating? Jeff had been walking down the hall, when he saw Scott pacing nervously in the den.
“Bluejay?” Scott turned around, startled by the sound of his father’s voice. “You okay? You look nervous about something.” Jeff hadn’t intended to startle him.
“I am actually. I need to ask you for something.” Jeff sat down on a nearby chair and let Scott take his time with the rest of his train of thought. “Can I have one of Mom’s rings, please?”
“Who’s the lucky person?” Person, did he know? I’ve never told him. Jeff saw the thoughts flicker across Scott’s face. “Yes, I know. I’ve known for a long time. Do I know them?”
“Yes you do.” Scott finally let out the breath he didn’t know he was holding. Jeff walked over to the safe and took out Lucy’s jewelry case.
“She had a bunch of rings. She was never big on necklaces, bracelets, or earrings, but she loved colorful rings. Do you want something more ornate or simple?” Jeff pulled out a few drawers from her jewelry case.
“Simple please. He works a lot with his hands so he’ll probably have to wear it around his neck most days.” Scott looked through her old jewelry and settled on a simple band with a few flat, colorful stones built into it.
“Are you going to tell me who the lucky lad is, or will I find out on your wedding day?” Scott let out a nervous chuckle. Jeff was trying to keep things light. This was very obviously hard for Scott.
“Oh, I guess you’d like to know that.” Jeff simply nodded and smiled. “It’s Brains. He’s pretty damned awesome, and I’m lucky to have him.” Jeff gave his eldest a big hug.
“That he is. I’m glad you have someone that makes you so happy.”
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It is the Gift Exchange for @thunder-pride and I was assigned to make something for @tanushakyrano!! I had SO much fun with the prompts, and really hope this brings a smile to y'all <3 <3 <3
Happy @thunder-pride to @knyee!! I'm your giftee and I hope you enjoyyyyyy <3 Aroace Scott and some background Pen and Ink :)
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Gordon flopped down onto the lounger beside Scott, reaching into the cooler for a drink. Scott raised his own bottle in acknowledgement, his eyes not leaving the horizon.
“I’m sorry we had to drag you away from your date,” said Scott. “You call her yet?”
“Nah,” said Gordon. “It’ll be the middle of the night now. We’ll make it up some other time.”
He glanced sideways and grinned. “Beside, you know Penelope. She’ll be thrilled we owe her a favour. You know how she’s always trying to get everyone ‘out in society’ and all. Tell her you’ll do a double date to one of those charity galas and she’ll forgive you in an instant.”
Scott gave a wry grin. “I think you might want to ask someone else for that favour.”
“Oh come on,” said Gordon. “We both know Virgil’s hopeless at getting a date, and Alan’s far too young.”
“John?”
Gordon gave him an incredulous look. “We can barely get John to visit us.”
“At least he has a standing date already,” said Scott with a shrug.
“John does? Who?!” demanded Gordon. Amber liquid sloshed out of his bottle, spilling onto his lap as he sat upright. He shook his head and pointed at Scott. “Never mind, you’re trying to distract me so you can worm out of this.”
“Guilty as charged.”
“But why?” asked Gordon. “People love you and I hate to admit it, but you look pretty spectacular when you’re dressed to the nines and someone else has styled your hair.”
Scott glared at him.
“I don’t want to spend an evening charming someone into thinking I want something I’m not interested in giving,” he said shortly. “And I want to participate in uninspired conversation with diplomats and world leaders while you disappear to woo your Lady even less.”
“Alright, alright,” said Gordon, rolling his eyes. “Geez, what’s with the sour grapes, I’m the one who lost their evening. Although maybe if you spent a few more nights off this island, you’d be less snappy.”
Scott flinched. Warring emotions swirled in his head, instinctive anger slowly beaten back by a dawning realisation.
“Are you just saying that to be a jerk? Or do you not know?”
Gordon looked at him strangely. “You’re a jerk, jerkface. I was being serious.”
“Real mature,” muttered Scott. He stood and stretched, looking down at Gordon with an unreadable expression.
“What?” demanded Gordon. “Come off it Scott, I was just messing around. Sorry if it struck a nerve.”
“I’m aroace,” said Scott.
“Oh.” Gordon blinked. “Oh! Oh shit, I didn’t know… wait, how did I not know?”
“I guess I’m just too charming and good-looking,” said Scott dryly, and Gordon barked a laugh.
“Why didn’t you tell us?”
“It’s not a secret,” said Scott. “I thought you knew, we had a whole party about it when I was in high school.”
“Oh, right, so you mean when I was like five,” said Gordon, unable to hold back his laughter. “Yeah, that was a real formative memory for me, one of my boring older brothers hanging out with his boring friends and not wanting to play in the sprinkler.” He grinned. “I was probably just there for the cake.”
“I certainly was,” said Scott. He picked up his empty bottle. “Right, I’m turning in. Don’t stay up too late talking with Penelope.”
“I will,” said Gordon grinning. “By the way, do you want me to get her to back off on the whole society scene?”
Scott laughed. “I’d like to see you try. It’ll take a miracle to convince Penelope that the Tracy bachelors aren’t cut out for her kind of party.”
Well,” said Gordon. “I feel like I worked some sort of miracle to start going out with her. I might have another one in me still.”
“Save it,” advised Scott. “You’ll be needing it at some point I’m sure.”
