Jennifer Lakeland Tracy

Thunderbirds OC but open to other fandoms

[jenniferlakeland]

😱 - What is the scariest thing you have found out about someone?

That Gordon actually likes celery crunch bars... 

**Glances around to make sure nobody is in ear shot**

... But I suppose if you’ve got to survive Grandma Tracy’s cooking you can’t blame a guy. 

On second thoughts, maybe THAT is the scariest thing... Grandma’s cooking!

[mrseviltedi]

[soniabigcheese-deactivated20260]

@willow-salix reminds you of someone? Selene and John … maybe?

[rpsourcedmemes]

Friday Muse Questionare

Send one of the following for the MUSE to answer

👍- Who do you consider your best friend? 

✖️- Do you have any regrets this past week?

😱 - What is the scariest thing you have found out about someone?

💐 - How is your love life going? 

🍦 - Have you treated yourself to something lately? 

📚 - Is work or studying going alright? 

👤 - Did you meet someone new recently?

🍼 - If you have a family, how are they? 

🏆 - Have you done something you’re proud of this week? 

💌 - Do you have a crush on someone? 

[gumnut-logic]

Okay, the world is up shit creek without a paddle. For most of us this means lots of anxiety, confinement and the need for distraction.

I likes distraction, lots of distraction. It is often the only way my hyperactive brain can stay sane. So, this is my proposal…

A fluffy prompt fest.

(Yes, I know we had Fluffember only a few months ago, but these times call for reinforcement)

We want fluff, we want positivity, we want feel good stuff…with maybe a little whump that ends with buckets of fluff. Like buckets. I’m talking Thunderbird Two sized buckets of fluff :D

TO PROMPT:

Reblog this post with a prompt you think you’d like written into some kind of short story. I’m emphasising short here. Many of us writers already have megatomes in progress and answers to these prompts may be quick fics on the side. I’m thinking short and fluffy :D If a writer chooses to turn it all into the next War and Peace, yay, but the aim will be no pressure and short.

The prompt can consist of a character/s, a pairing or a word/s, a particular genre (as long as it has fluff and happy), a photo, a mixture of things or whatever. But keep it short and not too detailed. You can prompt as many times as you like over the prompting period, which is at the moment at least the next three months.

This will generate a list of prompts on this post for writers to choose from. Be aware that your prompt may not be taken up. This is a no pressure zone and most of us writers have very little control over what inspires us and keeps us going, so…

Please do not be offended if your prompt does not get answered. There is no obligation here. Consider your prompt just a suggestion or a possiblity to spark something. We still love you even if we don’t answer your prompt or even if we don’t interpret it the way you wanted. Inspiration is sometimes like a lottery.

Please do not tag a particular writer. This is an obligation free zone. What gets written gets written. Do not have any major expectations.

TO WRITE:

Take any prompt from the list and write.

Do not worry if someone has already answered that prompt. If it inspires you, go for it.

When you’ve finished writing don’t forget to tag the prompter in your post and to add the tags irrelief and irrelief2020 so we can find your fic at a later date.

And then read fic :D

TIMESPAN:

Apparently shit creek will be from three to six months long. I’m going to try and be positive and have a review point for this little exercise at the end of June. But honestly, I’ll just keep an eye on it and try to make it easy to find.

Keeping in mind that Easter TAG is almost upon us and that many authors are hurriedly attempting to finish that challenge and in no way do I want to interfere with that, cos fic! But there are a few of us who are not participating in that challenge…in my case, not because I didn’t want to, but because I haven’t finished Christmas yet!

But anyways, in summary:

Reblog and add a prompt.

Grab any prompt and write something.

Tag and share the joy.

I’m sure the Tracy brothers would love to be helping us out in these times. So let’s let them :D

Nutty

(any questions give me a yell, but if you think I know what I’m doing, I’m going to point and laugh :D)

[scribbles97]

(For the OC ask thing) 45, 30 and 49 please!!

Answering for my @jenniferlakeland Thunderbirds Are Go OC

30. Do they want to get married? Why or why not? Would they ever want kids? Do they have kids? Why?

Depends on where you are in the timeline…. originally Jen was very wary of attachments having been hurt in her past. Luckily a certain Tracy boy helped her overcome that and now she is very much settled and in love with him. 

Whilst kids weren’t planned or expected, they came along regardless. At first the thought terrified Jen but once she realised she wasn’t her parents she started to come around the idea a little more. 

As for marriage…it was always on the cards but with their busy lives between IR and twins and the rest of the family where were they meant to find the time?? Besides, who needs a ring and a bit of paper to show how much they love each other?

45. If your character was given a slice of pineapple pizza and they HAD to eat it (or something bad would happen), how would they react? Do they even LIKE pineapple pizza?

She would most likely pull a face, gag, moan and complain. But if it meant preventing something bad, she’d face the horror and try to get it down her as fast as possible

49. Does your character like candy? Do they get sugar rushes? What are they like when they get a rush?

Jen prefers chocolate over candy, but only in small doses. If you want her to get the giggles it’s usually wine you have to turn to!

[jenniferlakeland]

🐣: How do you like your eggs in the morning? ;) ST

Jenny sighs contentedly as she reaches across the bed to squeeze Scott’s hand, 

“I can do without eggs, it’s the sausage I fancy…”

[jenniferlakeland]

VAYOR NSFW

Part 1     Part 2   Part 3   Part 4  Part 5

She’s glad he’s holding her to him as he makes her touch herself. Her head falls back as her fingers brush her centre, and she knows it’s a case of hard and fast no matter how much she wants to simply enjoy it. 

His hand in her hair draws her head back, guiding her to his shoulder where she can hide her face and disguise her moans. His fingers were tight in her hair and on her back, she was sure they’d leave a mark. Not that she cared, at that moment he couldn’t hold her tight enough as her fingers pressed and rubbed just the right spot. 

Biting down on his shoulder was the only option she had as it all became too much and her walls finally broke. It was that or wake the whole house. 

For the longest moment time ceased to move, it was just her and him clinging to one another for dear life. She couldn’t stop trembling as his fingers released her hair, going to take over where her fingers had ceased to work. 

[imthefallenthunderbird-blog]

Jen smiled as she rose her fists and widened her stance, “You won’t hurt me, I promise.” ~ JenniferLakeland

Scott roze his eyebrow at what she said, and gave her a confident smirk. “ Who said I was going to hurt you?” The Tracy commented before getting into position.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen laughed,

“Many people have a bad habit of underestimating me,” She warned, “You’d be wise to not fall in to that trap.”

She took a step to the side, beginning to circle him, waiting for the first move.

[imthefallenthunderbird-blog]

“they do ? I guess they haven’t been in a good fight before.” Scott mugged her with fake attack. “ How about you show me what you can do and then let me judge, does that sound like a good deal?”

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen laughed, dodging his jab and serving one of her own to his side. She retreated quickly to a safe distance, daring him with her eyes to make another move,

“I wouldn’t want to hurt you.”

[jenniferlakeland]

Chocolate Chess RP

Continued from HERE

He moved off farther into the kitchen, giving a shout of “no cheating!” as he went. A few minutes later, he returned with a two cups of coffee, which he set on the table before jumping back in his seat.

“Brought you some just in case, but I will warm you. If you don’t want it, I’m going to have to drink it.” He gave her a Cheshire grin, knowing how that much caffeine combined with sugar would affect him.

Jen laughed, shaking her head as she drew the mug closer to her and away from Gordon. He was hyperactive enough without any added caffeine. 

She gestured to him, waiting for him to spot the move she had made whilst he had been gone and to take his own turn. 

“How about we up the stakes a little bit?”

@squid-boytracy

[jenniferlakeland]

🐣: How do you like your eggs in the morning? ;) ST

Jenny sighs contentedly as she reaches across the bed to squeeze Scott’s hand, 

“I can do without eggs, it’s the sausage I fancy…”

[jenniferlakeland]

Part 1     Part 2   Part 3   Part 4

VAYOR

Jenny sighed as Virgil walked away, vaguely aware of Scott twitching beneath her. She wondered if he realised she was tensing on purpose. It was clear he was feeling it as she looked back to him with a smirk, 

“Now, where were we?”

His hands reached up and she took his wrists, pinning them up against the cupboard he was leant against. She rocked her hips back, ensuring the motion was as slow as she could make it. Leaning down as he opened his mouth, she cut off whatever he was about to say, kissing him gently as she rocked her hips forward again. 

She was driving him mad, and she was loving it. 

[tracyscotttracy]

Jen was delightfully strong pinning his wrists either side of his head.

While he could easily overpower her if he wanted to, he was more than willing to submit for now.

Not for much longer, though.

The villa had far too many comings and goings… pun fully intended… and any more interruptions would mean the literal death of them. 

“Jen,” he mumbled against her lips before breaking to the side to growl into her ear.

“Jen, we need to finish this now… agreed?.”

[jenniferlakeland]

As little as she wanted to admit it in that moment, Scott was right. Two interruptions had been more than enough, and it was only a matter of time before there was a third.

Leaning to whisper in his ear, she knew he’d need little encouragement as she murmured,

“Do your worst.”

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

“Your move.” He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat…”

[jenniferlakeland]

~~~ Continued from here ~~~

The effort it took him to keep smiling was obvious when he turned back to her. The usual spark in his eye gone as he looked to the board.

She had to smile at his comment as she followed his look, noting how it was just the smaller pieces left with the King and Queen.

“I’ll bear that in mind,” She murmured, knowing when not to push but equally feeling guilty for the turn things had taken,

“Sorry for bringing it up.”

@squid-boytracy

[squid-boytracy]

His eyes softened, the smile easier to hold as his focus changed, noticing the expression on her face.

“Don’t be.” He let the silence hang a beat before his jovial tone cut in. “But I was serious about that drink. Those chess pieces are rich!” He stuck out his tongue, dramatically grabbing his stomach.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen laughed at his dramatics, shaking her head as she retook her seat,

“I’ll just have to up my game and save you from yourself then!”

Scott may well have a few choice words if she make his little brother sick on chocolate.

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

“Your move.” He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat…”

[jenniferlakeland]

~~~ Continued from here ~~~

The effort it took him to keep smiling was obvious when he turned back to her. The usual spark in his eye gone as he looked to the board.

She had to smile at his comment as she followed his look, noting how it was just the smaller pieces left with the King and Queen.

“I’ll bear that in mind,” She murmured, knowing when not to push but equally feeling guilty for the turn things had taken,

“Sorry for bringing it up.”

@squid-boytracy

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

“Your move.” He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat…”

[squid-boytracy]

Gordon smiled, setting his chin in his hands while he watched her hesitate. “That’s the trick. I’m not all that good, but confidence makes people think I am.” Seeing she had finished her move, he sent a stray pawn forward.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen raised an eyebrow, checking the pawn wasn’t a decoy before she took it for her own. She smiled across to him,

“That sounds like something your Dad taught you…”

[squid-boytracy]

Gordon nodded. “Maybe not intentionally, but he gave me a lot of practice.” He moved the bishop that had been freed by the pawn and grinned as he took the knight he’d been eyeing. With a triumphant hurrah, he popped it in his mouth, crunching down on the white chocolate horse.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen frowned at the loss, it wasn’t ideal, but she could cope with it. She glanced to her stash, saved for later, and noted that the pieces there were probably evenly matched to those Gordon had already eaten.

She smiled at his comment, knowing that was what Dad’s were meant to be like — Full of advice, and lessons, teaching you things that were invaluable for life.

“Your Dad sounds like he’s a great guy.”

[squid-boytracy]

He smiled, glancing at his father’s desk. That part of him that always hurt seeing it empty threatened to bubble up through his carefully constructed mask of optimism.

“Couldn’t ask for better.” He stood from the stool. “I’m gonna grab a drink, want anything?”

[jenniferlakeland]

It was easy to tell he was trying his hardest to keep the mask of confidence as he looked to his Father’s desk. In comparison to Scott though, any of his brothers’ emotions were easy to see though, no matter how hard they tried to hide their feelings.

He was abrupt to stand and turn away and suddenly she felt guilty for asking. Standing just as quick she reached out to him, catching his shoulder before he could leave.

“Gordon, wait...”

[jenniferlakeland]

(Casey as Rescuee) Casey had found herself pinned down and had found some shelter from the ordnance currently being exchanged. Dammit - it had meant to be a simple mission! Provide cover for IR to get the hostages. And now this. And her leg and a bullet. And blood. She saw a blue blur jump down in front of her and looked up hoping to get answers about the rest of the GDF squad and the status of IR. “Don’t worry about me. Where is everyone?”

Jenny hadn’t been the first to notice the absence of the Colonel over the comms, but she hadn’t needed John in her ear to tell her where to find her. Okay, well maybe John had nudged her in the right direction but she could have guessed, from a strategical point of view, where she would find Casey. 

Kayo was tied up trying to take out the gunmen, the boys too occupied with the rest of the GDF forces in saving those they had come for. They could spare her for five minutes, she was sure. 

“Everyone else is getting their arses the hell out of here,” She crouched lower at the shots over them, “And I think the boys might have something to say if I left you here.”

[thunderbirdscolonelcasey]

“I’m fine. The bullet didn’t hit anything vital! But you need to make sure that the civilians are all safe first.” She shifted uncomfortably and almost managed to supress a squeak of pain. “I wouldn’t say not to a painkiller though.”

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen laughs as she routes in her medpack, wishing her suit had more capacity for first aid equipment,

“In all honesty Colonel, it’s more for my sake than yours that I’m here to get you,”

If any of the boys caught wind that she’d found their aunt stuck and hurt, they’d have a few choice words to say she was sure.

“The boys are dealing with the civilians that are left, Kayo was helping your forces the last time I looked, and John sent me this way for a reason no doubt.”

She pulled out the foam filled syringe she was looking for, glancing to the wound and then to the rally of gunfire over to their left,

“I haven’t got time to clean this,” She muttered, “This might hurt a little.”

There wasn’t any more warning as she poked the end of the syringe into her wound and injected the foam.

[the-moon-dust-writings]

OC Questions - Family

What are their parents/guardians like?

Do they have any sibiling? If so, do they get along? If not, do they want any?

Do they live with any family members? If so, with who, if not, who do they live with?

Are there any pets in the household?

In the household they live in, what is their relationship everyone?

Are they holding back any secrets from their family? Is their family holding back any secrets from them?

Do they have extended family that they talk to? If so, who?

Do they have friends who they consider family?

Do they go to family gatherings? Do they like to go, why or why not?

Who would they consider their family?

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

“Your move.” He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat…”

[squid-boytracy]

Gordon smiled, setting his chin in his hands while he watched her hesitate. “That’s the trick. I’m not all that good, but confidence makes people think I am.” Seeing she had finished her move, he sent a stray pawn forward.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen raised an eyebrow, checking the pawn wasn’t a decoy before she took it for her own. She smiled across to him,

“That sounds like something your Dad taught you…”

[squid-boytracy]

Gordon nodded. “Maybe not intentionally, but he gave me a lot of practice.” He moved the bishop that had been freed by the pawn and grinned as he took the knight he’d been eyeing. With a triumphant hurrah, he popped it in his mouth, crunching down on the white chocolate horse.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen frowned at the loss, it wasn’t ideal, but she could cope with it. She glanced to her stash, saved for later, and noted that the pieces there were probably evenly matched to those Gordon had already eaten.

She smiled at his comment, knowing that was what Dad’s were meant to be like — Full of advice, and lessons, teaching you things that were invaluable for life.

“Your Dad sounds like he’s a great guy.”

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

“Your move.” He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat…”

[squid-boytracy]

Gordon smiled, setting his chin in his hands while he watched her hesitate. “That’s the trick. I’m not all that good, but confidence makes people think I am.” Seeing she had finished her move, he sent a stray pawn forward.

[jenniferlakeland]

Jen raised an eyebrow, checking the pawn wasn’t a decoy before she took it for her own. She smiled across to him,

“That sounds like something your Dad taught you...”

[jenniferlakeland]

Gordon sat on the stool, leaning against the kitchen table. His eyes were in the woman in front of him as his hand grabbed the chess piece and deftly moved it to where he meant it to go.

"Your move." He leaned back, grinning with his hands behind head.

~~ from @squid-boytracy

Jen smiled as she leant forward over the board, he’d fallen right in to her trap.

“Confident in everything you do, just like Scott said,” She grinned as her hand reached out for a piece. Pausing as he sat forward she retracted her hand, taking a second to ensure it was the move she wanted to make.

“Y’know,” She told him, “I’m not the best at chess, I’d have thought you’d have easily had me beat...”