*me Reading Reader Insert Fanfiction*

Virgil: Hey hey hey! If you two have BEEF, get out of my sight before you MILK the joke for all it’s worth.

Thunderbird two was sat parked in a field waiting for Scott to finish up with the local authorities before. Gordon was sat on the module ramp swinging his legs over the side looking very deep in thought.

“Hey Virgil?”

Virgil knew the silence had been too good to last, “uh-huh” whilst continuing to stow the last pieces of equipment that weren't quite stacked to his personal standards. If he had been paying more attention he would have seen the warning signs, noticed the glint in his brothers eye, his only excuse was that it had been a long day…..

“What happens when a cow gets exhausted?”

Virgil frowned, “why?” and he moved to stand behind his brother and try and see if he could spot the tired cow that prompted this question. All the while not really knowing what the signs of exhaustion looked like in a cow.

“It COW-lapses!” Gordon grinned. Virgil continued to scan the surrounding scenery for a few seconds more looking for the bovine in question before the awful joke filtered into his consciousness and he groaned. He rubbed at his tired face with one hand, cursing himself for walking straight into that lame attempt at humour. He grit his teeth as he realised there was not other way out of this situation. He let his hand drop, and mustering all the serious professionalism he could, stared very intently at his jokester companion.

“Well, Gordon, that would certainly make it hard to MOO-ve them” He managed to keep his expression completely neutral, only due to extreme self control.

Gordon spluttered and toppled onto his back from his seated perch, his legs still swinging over the edge, “You win, this round goes to you!” he wheezed from his sprawled position. He allowed himself to be helped up to his feet by a convenient strong hand. “Although I’m sure I’m still winning”

“You’re not actually keeping score?”

“No, don’t be ridiculous, that's what Johns for.” and he deftly tapped his comms

John's hologramme aimed a mid range glare, “15 to 9 in your favour Gordon, now please go away the bureaucracy is still going strong, unlike Scotts patience.” and his image blinked out with no further fanfare.

The glint was back in Gordons eye but Virgil was ready for it this time, “Well that ought to keep him aMOO-used for a while then!”

“16 to 9” John's disembodied voice cut in without even missing a beat.

“Honestly Gordon, your jokes are so bad they're almost legen-DAIRY”

“16 to 9.5, that was weak Virg.” John's flat critique was cutting. Virgil huffed and stomped back into the module, leaving Gordon halfheartedly trying to suppress his laughter.

Well that’s certainly some information I didn’t know I needed.

hey give birds antlers

Absolutely incredibly accurate. May I just add:

- *leans over* “Ooh, what are you writing?”

- Turning the brightness down as far as it will go

- Making the text so small you (and others) can barely see what you’re writing

- That tab switch

- People going “what the heck” when they see how much ‘work’ you have done

- People making t h a t face when they realise you’re writing fanfiction, even if they’re a fan

- That one rare person who actually knows what you’re talking about and gushes and fangirls with you (bless them. bless all of those people)

Writing Fanfiction Is:

Losing motivation when you have time

Getting motivation at ungodly hours of the day or when busy

Going back to your story trying to remember what the fuck you said

“Am I writing this character good or nah?”

“does the plot make sense?”

feeling guilty sometimes for absolutely no reason

waiting for comments on your fic from specific readers

writing something and thinking “oh yeah, thats definitely going to hurt them”

procrastinating on writing by writing other fics

having too many ideas and not enough time

never finishing your wips

debating whether to add the fucking dumbass joke in that scene or not

wondering if you should or shouldn’t add that angsty scene purely to fuck with the readers bc its not like its gonna kill them or anything

Hoping no one finds it while simultaneously hoping ppl read it

playing music for inspiration and zoning out

planning fics and never writing them

thinking its shit but ppl like it and suddenly ur imposter syndrome acts up LIKE A FUCKING BITCH

loving ur readers so so much

Both of these are brilliant. Brilliant, I tell you.

It's Monday, it's sunny, sending you good week vibes ☀️

Probably an ancient headcanon but this is totally Gordon's jam, right?

I probably need the company as much as anyone :)

Reblog if it's okay to befriend you, ask questions, ask for advice, rant, vent, let something off your chest, or just have a nice chat.

LIGHTSABERS

Also, what is Tom holding?

Tom Holland, Jacob Batalon, and Zendaya having a lightsaber battle.

some people refer to Virg’s shoulder-mounted LED torch as the ‘disco cannon’ and I just

Head empty, no thoughts, only 🌙✨MOON KNIGHT✨🌙

I LOVE HOW VIRGIL IS PAINTING HIS DAD.

I had to rewind numerous times just to re-watch this bit over and over.

Reckon he’s painting him so that Jeff can hang on the wall next to the rest of them? (behind Virg in that gif)

GRAVITY

John Tracy after coming down from Thunderbird 5.

NO-ONE can tell me this didn’t happen AT LEAST once! And let’s be honest, Gordon and Alan (and probably Virgil, Scott and Grandma) most likely tried to video this happening as much as possible!