#lady tamara

[nooowestayandgetcaught]

The Aftermath

read on AO3

~1k, Gwenevere/Fallon/Tamara, G-rating, S1 Canon AU

Summary: Princess Gwenevere and Fallon show concern about if the wild magic has let go of Tamara.

[moxyphinx]

LEMPICKA, a new broadway musical

[henk-heijmans]

Young lady with gloves, 1930 - by Tamara de Lempicka (1898 – 1980), Polish

[forest-falcon]

The Butterfly Effect

Chptr 15

⚠️ Trigger Warning for angst/whump

❤️💚💜🩷 🚒🧑‍🚒

There was something unnerving about seeing the strongest person she knew, crumpled unconscious on the floor.

Tam found him cocooned around his Grandmother - sleeping soundly like a child who had sought out the comfort of a parent during a storm.

It all seemed so peaceful, but for the obvious devastation peppered over, and around them. And, of course, the glaring fact that Virgil was, indeed, unconscious, and not asleep.

Her heart panged hard, as she finally remembered to breathe, her chest shuddering with the deep inhalation.

The family didn't deserve this - well, most people didn't; but, it went double for the Tracys. It wasn't so much that they put their lives on the line on a daily basis; that debt of gratitude went without saying. It was perhaps the fact that she'd had the privilege of spending time with the family during her training; breaking bread with them in the evenings, sharing new stories she hadn't heard at the firehouse a gazillion-plus times. Somewhere during their training, Phoenix had shed their associate titles and had emerged as friends; which made this rescue so much harder than her average John or Jane Doe.

"Mrs. Tracy?"

"Told yer a thousand times kid; Sally suits me just fine. Mrs.Tracy is reserved for our shareholders, and Brains - who I've given up trying to change.

"Sally," she corrected herself, feeling a sudden warmth fill her face.

"How are you holding up?" Tam scrambled to unpack her medkit.

"I'll be a lot better once this brave idiot is off me. Can't breathe."

Tam paused a moment, and frowned. Virgil's weight was only partially resting on Sally; his body angled in such a manner as not to crush her. She wondered briefly if that had been at all planned on Virgil's part.

"Level with me kid, what are you thinking?"

Tam had a lot of time for Sally; she was brave, kind-hearted and wonderfully feisty - especially given her age, which she guessed was a taboo topic, here on Tracy Island. The woman was also far too sharp-witted to have the wool pulled over her eyes.

She sighed, continuing to work, as she analyzed the scene before her.

"I think the initial impact of your fall may be the real reason behind the pain you have breathing. Virgil's been careful to lie in a way that would not crush you."

"Sure sounds like him. So?"

"So...we need to check for injuries."

There was a confidence in her voice that she did not feel - or rather, she was confident about things; procedures, protocol, her job. But, inwardly, having not one, but numerous people she cared about (more than she perhaps should, given the amount of time she'd actually spent in their company) she'd admit it; this rescue had her shook. Tam buried the feeling deep, and ran the scan.

"How're they doing?"

Tam looked up from the scan to see the youngest Tracy approaching.

"Alan?" Sally's voice rasped out.

"Sally, you have three broken ribs; but as far as I can see, they've not caused any significant injuries to the surrounding area,"

She passed the med-scanner to Alan, who concurred.

"Well, Grandma; I'd say that's earned you a VIP stay in Tracy Island's very own infirmary. Don't worry, I've heard the doctors there are very good-looking!"

"I wasn't aware that Kip was a doctor too!"

"What? Eww! No!"

Grandma's chuckle was instantly switched for a grimace of pain.

Alan gently rescued a hand on her shoulder.

"Hel-p Vir-gil," she breathed.

"Tam's doing just that, Grandma. Penny and myself will look after you. It'll give Tam the space she needs to properly help Virg."

A hover stretcher, followed by a well-spoken lady appeared. And, before-long, Sally, Alan, and the woman - Penny vanished. Tam couldn't exactly say when. Her attention now firmly on the one member of International Rescue who had yet to regain consciousness.

[cerealbishh]

some pics of the outer range s2 cast hanging out(credit to chefseanvm, jmquinteros, christianjames_official, ybutterfly2, the.pbread, impoots, thetamarapodemski, and isa.arraiza on ig)

[crystallineirises]

boycotting the Tonys because Lempicka isn’t performing who’s with me

[l00k4tm4m45c415]

Tamara Vahn

[stargatelov3r]

Trampled flowers smell sweet. - H.D., Asphodel

[ashpkat]

this blinker is dedicated to master joseph. no reason in particular i just think his character and what it does to the story is neat

[httpfr3shlyrtten]

I love you mattilda. Please date me. Mattilda.

This is old art :,). I never saw her as really a girly girl, she’s probably butch or something.

[lornaadoration]

Random Snapshots from the digitally scattered; sadly incomplete & perhaps forever lost, full legacy video-archive of the Queen of Queens ... if anyone has access to any parts of her CANDIDS galleries from her long gone defunct-for-decades website, Please share it here, I am interested in trading High Quality Lorna Material. Thx.

[serious-goose]

wait is having a fascination with joan d'arc as a preteen is a universal wlw experience...

[forest-falcon]

The Butterfly Effect

Chpr 6

🩷🩶🚒🚀

Cass slipped into the mess room and boiled the kettle, for herself, for the first time in...oooh, what was it? Going on four days.

The station had experienced back-to-back callouts all week, and she was ready for a strong, semi-decent, cup of coffee. One that she didn't have to neck, stone-cold, between tasks.

She'd used up the last of the blend Virgil had gifted her, so station-sludge it was. Well, it wasn't that bad. It was just that ThunderBrews were indescribably better.

Rain thrummed steadily on the misted window pane - the London skyline, melting into one long, silver-grey blur. But, the addition of her coffee and a more-manageable workload had her staving off her mound of paperwork - just a moment longer, to savour the subtle autumnal vibe.

"Quiet one today, Chie-"

"-DON'T...say it Probie."

Her mug was moments from her lips and...

An alert sounded on her phone. It was one she had never hoped to hear. One that most of the station had no clue existed.

Protocol Phoenix.

It instantly triggered the station alarm.

Boots could be heard running down the hall, as her team grabbed kit and headed for the trucks.

Chief McCready headed them off, making use of one of the old fire-poles, that was mainly kept for show, to dart between floors.

"LISTEN UP, LISTEN UP!

Her voice drowned out the clatter of boots on the stairs.

"THIS IS A NON-STANDARD EMERGENCY!"

"LINE UP, LINE UP."

A number of firefighters looked visibly confused, dithering momentarily, as they looked between their Chief and the trucks.

A select few understood. Their faces wore a different shade of concern.

Right, I'm gonna need Jonesy, Mac, Tam - you're with me.

Where's Ashwell?

"Ash, you're in charge of the station. You can have my brew. Enjoy."

"Probie, you'll be cleaning the trucks until needed."

"What did I do?"

"Tempted fate."

Cass shrugged at a run.

* * *

The GDF carrier was already waiting at the rendezvous point. She was sleeker than the rest of their fleet; designed by Brains himself, and equipped with state of the art rescuewear befitting a Thunderbird.

Cass strapped in and braced herself. Training days with Scott and Virgil had already proven the serious Gs the aircraft could pull.

Col. Casey gave her a small nod of acknowledgement before a blue hologram projected out between them.

"Lady Penelope Creighton-Ward here, confirming attendance of myself, Parker, and Tycho Reeves."

Tycho offered a derpy smile and half-wave from the edge of the projection.

"All present and correct here, also. Setting coordinates for Tracy Island. Protocol Phoenix is Go."

The projection blinked out.

"Just noticed, you added a name to the carrier since last time," Jonesy called out over the noise of the engine.

"Lucy?"

"Any reason behind the name choice?"

"She was the boys' mother," Casey supplied.

[thecatalogueofroyalfashion]

Lady Tamara Mountbatten  ||  Suzanne Neville

[isabelleneville]

OFC Sean Bean has been cast as Thomas Cromwell in Shardlake (I was thinking how is he gonna die this time). 

In other news Dominic Cooper has been cast as a Lord Seymour in My Lady Jane which is interesting, I assume it is Edward.

[l00k4tm4m45c415]

Tamara Fazakas