#adult tracys

[charliesopus]

This was a labor of love and the most complex piece I’ve ever made.

7096 stitches, 98 hours. 2-strand on 18ct.

I was just so in love with this book cover, I couldn’t not.

The book is Crush, the second installment in the Crave series by Tracy Wolff :)

[stuff-i-wanna-post]

Tracy Dixon

[gwendolynnderolo]

teen wolf memes part 19: ??????

i'm having such a good time and no one can stop me. @burnthatbridgewhenwecometoit i love you you're the best

teen wolf memes part 19

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[flyboytracy]

[magazinewankersworld]

The Dirty Little Mind Of Martin Fink (1992)

[pareidoliaonthemove]

Fluffuly 2024, #26 'Catch me if you can' for Thunderbirds, TOS or TAG, Jeff and Lucille please

Catch Me If You Can

“I got you.”

Jeff’s unplanned downward trajectory was arrested by arms wrapped around his chest. As his wife hauled him back upright, he felt his cheeks warm with the familiar frustration of his newly discovered war with gravity.

“Thanks.” His embarrassment made the word gruffer than he intended, and his wife turned him around to face her and held him at arms length as she looked at him critically.

She grinned. “Aww, you’re embarrassed. That’s so cute!”

Jeff sniffed. “I am not ‘cute’. Puppies are ‘cute’. Kittens are ‘cute’. Babies are ‘cute’. Teenage girls think teenage boys are ‘cute’. I am a fully grown man. I am ‘handsome’. I am not ‘cute’.”

Lucy grinned. “You may be a fully grown man, but you’re a fully grown man two weeks back from an extended space mission. You’re galumphing about and tripping over your own shadow like a baby giraffe. Hence, ‘cute’.”

Jeff scowled, displeased by the comparison, and by his own weakness.

Lucy stepped closer, and wrapped him in a hug, which, after a moment’s hesitation, he reciprocated.

“You’ll get your balance back, Jeff,” she murmured into his chest. “You were warned about this. You just need to take your time, stick to the exercise schedule they gave you, and you’ll be back to your old self in no time.”

Jeff sighed. Yes, he had been warned, but – like all the rookie astronauts – he had paid it little mind. Some things, it seemed, had to be learned for yourself. “Yeah,” he mumbled back.

Lucy tightened her grip, and started rubbing patterns onto his back. Knuckles digging into tight muscles. “So what’s on your exercise programme for today?”

Jeff ran through the schedule in his mind. “Cardio,” he groaned, the thought of spending time on the treadmill or cross-trainer installed in the new enclosed patio room had little appeal.

Lucy didn’t stop her ministrations. “Treadmill or cross-trainer?”

“Free session. Forty-five minutes of elevated heart rate.”

“Uh-huh.”

They stood in silence for a few minutes, before Jeff slowly smiled. “You know, I can think of something more fun than the treadmill or cross-trainer than results in an elevated heart rate.”

“Oh?” Lucy didn’t look up at him, but he could feel his wife’s arched eyebrow and smirk.

“Yes. And, you know, because they brought that mission forward, we didn’t get to go on our honeymoon…” Jeff’s hands started moving down his wife’s back.

Lucy pulled back then, to look up at him. “Oh, yes?”

“Uh, huh,” Jeff loosened his embrace, intending to explore what was, while not a new frontier, one that he was still in the process of mapping adequately.

He was startled when Lucy caught his wrists, stilling his hands before they could reach their intended destination, and holding them in the space between them.

“Somehow, I don’t think that meets the Space Agency’s parameters for ‘cardio’,” she said, mock sternly.

He deflated. “Oh.”

She shifted her grip so one hand held both his wrists, before ‘walking’ her other hand up his chest, in tempo as she spoke slowly and deliberately. “But I think that if you do your exercise like a good boy, it could be considered a suitable reward for good behaviour.”

That got his interest. “And what exercise might be considered ‘good behaviour’’?”

Lucy considered, her head tilting just so as though she was critiquing one of her paintings. “Well …” she reached over to the sideboard and picked up the stopwatch that had been discarded there after Jeff’s last exercise session. “… how about … running?”

She clicked the stopwatch on and darted for the door. “Catch me if you can!”

A few seconds of disbelief, and Jeff shook his head, and took off after his wife.

This promised to be much more fun than the treadmill.

Notes:

The original request was for “TOS or TAG”, so of course I couldn’t pass up the opportunity to try and make it work for both...

The standard disclaimers, I do not own Thunderbirds, either the Original Series, the Movies (both Supermarionation and Live Action), or the Thunderbirds Are Go Series. (Although I do own copies on DVD.)

I do not do this for money, but for my own (in)sanity and entertainment.

[the-aussie-knight]

Playboy Playmate: October 1983

Name: Tracy Vaccaro

Born: 4th of May 1962

Measurements: 34C-24-35

[pavel-1975]

Traci Lords

[detroitbecomeonline]

hankcon fucks so hard why did we hate it so much

I'm glad you got over your hate anon! I personally don't hate things because I'm perfect

[idontknowreallywhy]

WIP Wednesday

Just a silly snippet borne out of the habit my buddies and I have of de-intensifying Serious Conversations with random innuendo. May or may not be based on real life events…

Apologies in advance 😅

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“I really do think people make too big a deal out of this. It’s ok to want to make people happy! That’s what makes me happy!”

“Absolutely. Obviously it is. And that it’s a major motivation is a wonderful thing about you. And I’m the last person who should judge anyone for wanting to be useful… But…”

He sighed. “I knew there’d be a but. Go on then… hit me with your but.”

Later she would note that it was rather surprising how much coffee she was able to inhale without causing immediate death.

His eyes widened and his mouth dropped open in horror.

Doing her best to retain her composure, she put on her best impression of an upper class English accent and teased

“A little forward, Mr Tracy.”

He facepalmed in dramatic fashion.

“Is there any way I can persuade you to forget those words left my mouth?”

“Tricky. I can only imagine how delighted a certain water-loving brother of yours would be to hear about it.”

“Cake! Any cake you like?” He waved the menu.

“Bribery? I am offended.”

“No you’re not. This chocolate one looks delicious… and large. Large is always good!”

“Oh, it is, is it?”

Honestly this was beneath her but that little flush of pink across his cheekbones was really too adorable. Who’d have thought a man with so many brothers could be so easy to embarrass?

“Shush, you.” He shoved the dessert list under her nose. “Cake!”

She pretended to consider

“You see… I don’t think this is a particularly good deal because I’m pretty sure you’d have bought me cake anyway, it is your turn after all.”

“Damn it, you’re right. I’m screwed.”

The merest quirk of eyebrow was all it took.

Scott Tracy really did have the best giggle of anyone she’d ever met.

[stuff-i-wanna-post]

Tracy Ryan

[books-and-strawberry-tea]

Got to 17% last night. I get so sleepy reading in bed. I always fall asleep. Thank goodness for the auto sleep feature haha

[vegetacide]

Hey look! I'm actually alive **blinks at the light cause its dark as pitch from under her rock..**

After eons it seems my motivation has finally decided to grace me with its presence again... might have something to do with a certain someone having fun with the reblog button... **eyes a certain Nut...**... so I dusted off my wacom, killed the moths that came out of my laptop and finally opened Clip Studio Paint..

Not sure if anything will come of this or even if my motivation will grant me the energy to finish it....

**Raises her coffee cup** Here to hoping....

[bookaddict24-7]

New Young Adult Releases! (January 9th, 2024)

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Have I missed any new Young Adult releases? Have you added any of these books to your TBR? Let me know!

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New Standalones/First in a Series:

Arya Khanna's Bollywood Moment by Arushi Avachat

Somewhere in the Deep by Tanvi Berwah

Dungeons & Drama by Kristy Boyce

Lunar New Year Love Story by Gene Luen Yang & LeUyen Pham (Illustrations)

Shut Up, This is Serious by Carolina Ixta

The Atlas of Us by Kristin Dwyer

We're Never Getting Home by Tracy Badua

New Sequels:

The Lost Ones (The Dark Ascension Series #2) by Lauren DeStefano

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Happy reading!

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After her mother dies in an accident, sixteen-year-old Bree Matthews wants nothing to do with her family memories or childhood home. A residential program for bright high schoolers at UNC–Chapel Hill seems like the perfect escape—until Bree witnesses a magical attack her very first night on campus. A flying demon feeding on human energies. A secret society of so called “Legendborn” students that hunt the creatures down. And a mysterious teenage mage who calls himself a “Merlin” and who attempts—and fails—to wipe Bree’s memory of everything she saw. Bree has to decide how far she’ll go for the truth and whether she should use her magic to take the society down—or join the fight.