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djs-sideblog-for-pog-trains · 2 months

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so. um. @mean-scarlet-deceiver's post about thomas and henry's relationship has been living in my brain rent free for the past month and i have been turning over a scene for just as long.

so. i tried to write it. i hope you don't mind, jobey. and also you're right. they are Hard to get right. if i had to put an era on this i'd call it BG (Before Gordon).

about 1.5k, full fic under the cut

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Thomas keeps shooting glances at the sheds as he bustles around the yard.

It… the hired help from the other railway, the engines who are slightly too full of themselves for Thomas’ liking (and he’s made sure to let them know as such) have been talking loudly all morning, as they were getting ready to take their trains, about… the new engine.

Henry. Even if he couldn’t have remembered Henry’s name, the other two have been saying it loudly enough to carry around the yard that Thomas certainly has the picture now. And… Thomas’ lip curls as he hears their newest comment as he goes past.

“Hey!” he calls, boiling over, and the two hired engines look at him. “It’s 9am already. Are you going to actually go take your trains, or are you just going to sit and preen all day?”

“What would you know, little Thomas?” one of them calls back, all smarmy and smug. Thomas’ lip curls even more into a full on frown. Eugh. Tender engines.

“About running a railway on time?” Thomas snaps back. “Clearly more than you! Are you waiting for Sir Topham Hatt to personally invite you, or?”

They huff and sneer and pout at him, but they do still steam off one by one. However, they each shoot Henry a knowing and cruel side-eye as they go that makes Thomas bristle, despite himself.

Henry is still in his berth in the sheds. Well, he’s half-in, half-out. He only seemed to have made it so far before he… stopped. And he’s been going all sorts of shades of red as the others’ gossip had gotten louder and louder as he waited for his driver to return with an engineer of some sort.

Henry isn’t looking at Thomas now, but his eyes had snapped to the tank engine when Thomas had spoken up. He’s instead closed his eyes, puffed out his cheeks, and seems to be trying – and trying hard – to… to what? To move?

Thomas tries not to stare, as he moves trucks into the siding they’re expected to be found in. Why is he trying so hard?

Eventually, Henry does actually move – but he… Thomas frowns again. Henry moves backwards, back into the shed. The wheesh Henry lets out as he comes to a halt is limp and weak.

Henry has been here, what, all of a month, maybe two at this point. Thomas hasn’t heard… many kind things, actually, so far, which is weird because look at him. Henry’s huge – Henry’s the biggest engine Thomas has ever seen, and he’s surely powerful to boot.

But Henry… Well, Edward said that Henry is sick, and sick often.

“Why?” Thomas had asked, as they had approached the shed. “What’s wrong with him?”

“Thomas,” Edward had reprimanded, and that’s when Thomas had realised Henry was in earshot, and clearly trying to pretend he wasn’t.

And that had been that.

Thomas had seen Sir Topham Hatt come out of his office at the station to watch Henry’s comings and goings, and more often than not with a stormy expression on his face. And Thomas didn’t get that either. Problems get the stormy expression. Troublemakers get the stormy expressions (Thomas would know). And Henry seems… too…

Thomas biffs his truck ahead of him as he turns his thoughts over.

Too… quiet? Too wallpaper? Too chameleon? Too…?

He snorts to himself. Whatever Henry is, he’s too much of it. And certainly too much of it to be a troublemaker, not like those mainline engines. It’s not like Thomas has gotten to know Henry yet, and it’s not like Henry has given him the opportunity to, either: but Thomas doesn’t get the impression Henry wants to be trouble. But he has to be… there has to be something wrong here, otherwise the Fat Controller wouldn’t be so upset.

Thomas hears a sniff from behind him as he backs down his stretch of track, and realises it’s come from the sheds.

And Thomas sighs quietly. …Then again, if nothing was wrong, Henry wouldn’t be so upset either.

“Those two,” Thomas says, before he can think, and Henry has gone absolutely silent, eyes flicking over to Thomas as Thomas pauses on a nearby siding for just a moment. “Bloody wankers, the pair of them.”

The silence holds for another second or two, before Thomas is rewarded with a shaky laugh.

“…I noticed,” says Henry.

“All those mainline tossers, really,” Thomas continues, and he keeps talking even as his work takes him all around the yard, speaking up so Henry can still hear him. “I almost wish the Fat Controller wouldn’t hire them. Sure, we need more wheels on rails, but they don’t seem to know a blazing thing about this railway.”

Henry – in the shadow of the shed – purses his lips, before he lets out another sigh, another limp wheesh of steam.

“I would hardly say I do, either,” he says miserably.

Thomas frowns, and comes to a halt a little too sharply with a big woosh of steam.

“Of course you do,” he replies, indignant. Henry’s a big engine, he should- why would he say that? Sure, Henry hasn’t been here long, but he’s a big engine, he should know plenty. “More than them, anyway.”

Henry sighs. He doesn’t argue, but Thomas’ fire flickers in annoyance as he can read of Henry’s face that Henry doesn’t agree either.

“I mean, you wouldn’t have been bought if-”

“Don’t.”

Thomas’ mouth hangs open for a second, before he closes it, blinks, and glances at Henry.

Henry looks even more upset. Great job, Thomas.

“I’m just saying-”

“Well, don’t,” Henry cuts him off again, sounding grumpier. And he’s gone from miserable to grumpy – that’s a win in Thomas’ book. “I’m particularly not in the mood to hear how I’d be more useful as a tin can.”

“The only tin cans around here are those self-important mainland pricks,” Thomas shoots back, and Henry side-eyes him – suspicious. “I’m not convinced they know what a timetable is, let alone how to read one. What kind of engine hangs around in the sheds when there’s work to… be…?”

Thomas trails off, and Henry… actually laughs. It’s tired and it’s bitter, but it’s a real laugh and it’s better than miserable.

“…Well, I want to assume you’re going to go work. When you can.”

“Optimism,” Henry says dryly. “I admire that in an engine.”

Thomas scrunches up his face. “I don’t understand you,” he says bluntly, in a way he’s sure Edward would scold him for if he was with them. “You’re miserable in the sheds, you’re miserable out on the line, you’re miserable doing nothing and you’re miserable pulling trains.”

Henry stares at Thomas for a moment, before his eyes flick away.

“If I could get out of this yard and actually pull trains, I’d do it in a heartbeat,” Thomas says, far more dreamily than he’ meant to, and he cringes a little, chuffing out of where he can see Henry’s face, because he doesn’t need to hear an earful about it from another big engine.

“…You’re small,” Henry says, slowly, not accusatorily nor really condescendingly. He sounds more …confused than anything. “…And you’re useful, here.”

“And?” Thomas snaps back, defensive. “I could be useful anywhere.”

Henry’s silent for another moment, like he’s really chewing that statement over.

Then, eventually, he surprises Thomas by saying, “…I suppose you would be better than those two.”

And Thomas lets out a sharp bark of laughter, shooting Henry a grin as he goes by, and punctuating it with a hoot and a whistle – delighted. The enthusiasm makes Henry blink, before slowly, a smile of his own spreads across his face; one that sharpens to match Thomas’.

“You’re most certainly right! And besides. You let them get to you, you let them win,” Thomas agrees. “And they’re far too useless for that.”

Henry laughs again. Thomas lets out another peep-peep and a woosh of steam of his own, pleased to have earnt it. Footsteps crunch over the gravel of the yard, and Thomas spots Henry’s driver returning with a couple of engineers in tow before Henry does, and replies to their hellos as he bustles past.

“Hello, lad,” Henry’s driver says to Henry, patting his side. “We’ll have you right as rain in no-time, alright?"

Henry sighs again, but does actually smile back at his driver.

His driver blinks in fond surprise as the engineers get to work finding the newest problem. “You’re in good spirits, all of a sudden.” Then, he glances at Thomas as the tank engine goes past. “Making friends?”

“More so finding the only engine in this yard with a thought in his smokebox, it seems,” Henry says dryly, loud enough for Thomas to hear, and that makes Thomas snort in amusement.

He does call back, “Hey, now, be nice to Edward!”

And the engineers and Henry’s driver alike seem relieved when the two engines laugh together.

Thomas watches them work to get Henry’s steam up, and Henry’s finally pulling out of the sheds a good half-hour later. Thomas whistles goodbye as Henry chuffs away.

He smiles with the satisfaction of a job well done when Henry, completely of his own volition, whistles a goodbye in return as he disappears off down the line.

Then, Thomas returns to his trucks, and gives them a good biff once more, ignoring how this time, they really shriek. He – and Henry, he imagines – can’t wait for those mainlanders’ contracts to run out.

#ttte #thomas the tank engine #ttte henry #ttte thomas #ttte fic #dj's writing #i never realised how much i rely on nodding as gestural filler in my writing until im writing engines who cant nod #i hope a) you don't mind and b) this is good #i wanted to draw this originally but it eluded me badly #i dont know if Henry would actually be that forthcoming about his self-depricating comments but ALSO he's very miserable #and probably is trying to make Thomas leave him alone via making him uncomfortable. this however does not work #mostly bc thomas doesn't believe in pity parties. unless they're for himself.#excuse the tag ramble. im thinking about them hard

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hpdfag · 18 hours

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i might be doing really terrible on the emotional regulation front but in my defense ive had a gaping hole in my chest since i was 12

#... servant's screams ♪#real uncomfortable knowing you fucked up but also knowing you could not have done any better with the tools you were given #actually bpd #actually cluster b #cluster b #bpd #borderline personality disorder #bpd vent #bpd thoughts #bpd safe

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13eyond13 · 7 months

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What would B call Light in 2008 slash fanfics that would be the equivalent of calling L "Lawlipop" 🤔

#asking for science #I'm sitting here at my desk between patients entertaining myself with this thought #it has to be cutesy sickly sweet and extremely cringe preferably with a song you can make fake evil to go with it #and obviously a pun... and make Light uncomfortable that B knows something intimate about his name?#maybe Light has an embarrassing middle name he doesn't let anybody know #p

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bthump · 7 months

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I just have to say this. You have this big analysis on how Guys and Griffith are gay for each other but there's something that really disturbs me about this. Both Guts and Griffith are based on Moira and his best friend Mori. So reading them as gay has really uncomfortable implications. Like I'm not denying the homoerotic tension between them but actual sexual attraction? That's a bit too uncomfortable for me

lol then you're not going to enjoy my blog I guess

but quick good faith respose:

it's not real, they're extremely loosely inspired by that friendship to the point where Miura has said he swaps who he identifies with more based on how successful he's feeling, and Miura has cited many other inspirations as well, including bl manga and some of his gay friends, fun fact.

but most importantly idc lol, they could be named Miura and Mori and I'd still ship them. And if Miura didn't want that, he should've made them less homoerotic.

#ask #anonymous #b #but also why are those implications uncomfortable? why is it uncomfortable to associate gay desire with someone irl?#is shipping guts/farnese just as uncomfortable for you because guts is based on miura or mori and neither real person is romantically #involved with a real life version of farnese?#is it less uncomfortable to you that those characters both sexually assault people despite being inspired by real people?#why is gay desire worse?#okay maybe this is a bit much after the 'good faith' response but i do think it's worth thinking about this because this ask def has #homophobic implications and if you didn't intend that you might want to reflect a little

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dollypopup · 1 year

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Tired: Colin teaches Penelope how to fuck Wired: Colin teaches Penelope how to flirt Inspired: Colin teaches Penelope how to fIGHT

#bridgerton #polin #colin bridgerton #penelope featherington #bridgerton season 3 #look at me #LOOK AT ME: if we don't get boxer Colin in S3 i will riot #i will write so many posts and fanfics about it y'all will be beyond sick of me #(more than you already are i mean)#i need to see flashbacks of a teensy colin gleefully teaching daphne and eloise everything he learned from B + A #i need to see Colin telling Penelope that if a man is making her uncomfortable she should aim for his throat *(thank you red)#and then realizing she's too short #so she should punch them in the gut instead #those lessons damn well better include him cheering her on when she finally lands a hit on him #GIVE IT TO ME BTON!!!!#someone fucking hire me to write this season #i have IDEAS #also Colin has like. . .0 game #come on let's be real #i LOVE it about him #so so much #but the 'colin teaches penelope seduction' is the blind leading the blind #pen: i don't know how to find a husband #colin: i don't know to find a husband either

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pustostanie · 8 days

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You cant say 'everyone has right to an opinion' if that opinion is hurting others. There are limits to tolerance because when you tolerate everything, you also tolerate hate and bigotry and harmful behaviors, and that makes you part of the problem.

it is possible to acknowledge the right to free speech etc and acknowledge that if your words or actions violate, cause hurt, negatively impact someone, they arent your right.

and this is not only about bigots, but also about those who think their problems give them a pass on being a bitch.

your personal bubble ends where others bubbles begin. you are not an alpha, sigma, 'the devils advocate', in your 'focusing on myself' era, you are not a 'girlboss', its not 'the cruel truth', you are just goddamn rude. egoism is not cute or attractive.

#this is a pet peeve of mine #no i will not be nice to assholes #no i will not 'try to consider their side of things'#if they dont reevaluate their behavior i will reevaluate their face with my fist #disability #lgbtq #trans #i fucking hate this #queer #feminism #queer community #lgbtq community #anti radqueer #but if you use this logic to hate on cluster b disorders #and on other illnesses that make u 'uncomfortable'#i need you to know it is not the same shit #a disorder or trait is not inherently bad #everyone can be an asshole #and everyone has the capacity for cruelty

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orangechickenpillow · 1 year

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Currently being held hostage by this video

#like shane i love you but this makes me deeply uncomfortable #B E I G E 👁👄👁#shane madej #watcher entertainment #ghoul boys

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ajaxpilled · 5 months

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mmm older childe carrying a lil extra weight on his waistline bc he finally settles down with zhongli, who loves nothing more than taking care of him. always a dragon at heart, gift giving is a major love language of his, and doting on childe feels like a behaviour intrinsically written into his DNA.

childe who's a little insecure when his clothes become a bit snug - not necessarily about his body, but because it means he's gone soft - and zhongli who shows him why soft is good. shows him just how much there is to love, how much more of him there is to grab and sink his teeth into. zhongli who kisses and praises his little stretch marks and worships every change in his body, any small difference that may have planted seeds of doubt in childe's mind.

worrying he and his insecurities are burdensome, zhongli assures childe that there's nothing more he loves to do than bring him to his favorite bakeries and restaurants and ply him with all of his favorite foods. watching his eyes light up, his tongue lick the crumbs from his fingers, his lips stain red from wine as he relishes every delicious bite, savors every rich taste.

zhongli is even happier seeing him enjoy his food; seeing him enjoy and settle into life, now that he has the time for it. the proof of this joy, manifesting in a soft, gently curving arc of a wider middle, in plumped thighs and rounded cheeks and a heavier frame when he sits in zhongli's lap, is only something to treasure. the archon more often that not finds himself touching childe with such affection; in public, in private, wherever they are, he cherishes the life they have together. he slides his hands over the gentle slope of his middle, pressing his fingers into the pillowy softness. he cups his face when he kisses him and brushes his thumbs across the apples of his cheeks, admiring the new gilded freckles. glides his hands over his thicker arms, widened hips, the tender flesh of his thighs, soaking in how beautiful he looks and how utterly divine he feels.

his stomach, in particular, zhongli admires. somewhere a little healthier to rest his head when sleepiness washes over the two and they snuggle close in bed, childe's fingers absently twirling his dark hair around his fingers. somewhere a little more nourished to settle his hands when he wakes up and the redhead is already making two coffees through a haze of sleep, smiling crookedly with hooded eyes and a gruff good morning when zhongli hugs him from behind. he nuzzles his own cheek against childe's. slips his hands over his inviting middle, palms fitting perfectly over the gentle swell of his warm belly. pressing innocent kisses to his neck, he slips his hands up his shirt to appreciatively sink his fingertips into the yielding softness, calming the small growls of morning hunger.

childe with little bite marks on his tummy chub. with finger print bruises on his thighs and pliant hips. with stretch marks and a plush cushioning to his body, built from the delight zhongli takes in providing him the life of luxury he deserves. signs of comfort, of care, of love, instead of just wounds and scars from a life of violence. zhongli finds himself warmed by the changes in his body and how comfortable he's gotten. looking after him is something he once feared the battle-addicted harbinger would not be able to live long enough to let him do; and now, both in retirement, he doesn't waste a single minute passing up the privilege to do so.

#i have zhxnchi brainrot so badly rn #i think childe would be uncomfortable with gaining weight at first bc it means he is truly leaving the harbinger life behind #which was already so difficult to let go of #so he just sulks around moping about how he's become soft and comfortable in his ways #zhongli would b like darling i want nothing /more/ than for you to live a soft life #with expensive clothes and luxurious beauty products and glittering jewellery #with a feather down bed and a tummy full of delicious decadent meals and aged wines and sweet and savory delicacies #with safety and warmth and comfort and anything he could ever want for #he just wants to bring childe to his fav restaurants to treat him to fine foods and wines and indulge him in the pleasure of liyuen cuisine #before taking him home to pleasure him further <333 #he would say childe deserves the world #but to him child is the whole world #i love them sooooo <3333 #gen

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dribs-and-drabbles · 2 years

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Are you telling me that one of Pat's iconic hawaiian shirts was in fact originally one of Teh's hawaiian shirts?!?

So it's not in fact 'Pat's shirt'...but Teh's shirt?!

That Pat wore it second?!

So then this random extra in Dear Doctor I'm Coming for Soul actually wore it third 😂

This realisation brought to you by seeing the last gif on this post by @biwichapas yesterday morning...and even though I'm forgiven because I haven't seen I Told Sunset About You, I have seen that top photo so many times...but maybe I've always concentrated on the crisp-eating and didn't notice the shirt before. 🤷🏽‍♀️

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alexcutecolly · 8 months

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Favor(e)ite Safe-Nomming Scenarios #1

Featuring Prey A & Prey B as tinies, and Pred as a giant/big monster creature.

Warning: a more cruel/sadistic pred in the alternative endings.

Pred has swallowed Prey A and is now keeping them inside their belly against their will. So Prey B comes up with a plan to rescue A without Pred noticing.

As Pred takes a nap, Prey B manages to carefully crawl inside their mouth and descend into their esophagus thanks to a rope securely tied outside of Pred's maw. When B lands in their stomach they reunite with Prey A and gtfo, climbing all the way up to the throat without waking up Pred.

Alternative Ending 1:

Pred awakes either while B is going down their throat or as they reach their stomach; as soon as they catch up on what's happening, they decide to wait for A and B to start climbing up, grinning mischievously.

When the Preys reach the end of the mouth on their way out, Pred cuts the rope extra-dramatically with their teeth and gulps them both down again satisfactorily, only to then go back to sleep. Their lips can be seen curl into a smile before they pass out.

Alternative Ending 2:

Pred wakes up unbeknownst to Prey A and B like in the previous ending, but this time the tinies think it's safer to travel back to the top one at the time. B lets A go first in case something goes wrong. "And it will".

Pred pretends to be asleep, eyelids closed and breathing purposely slowed down as A exits the maw and now waits for B. But their turn never comes, because Pred's big eyes open and they sever the rope with the most effortless tug.

Their voice resonates in the air, accompanied by a smug smirk of theirs as they stare at A.

"What now, then?"

#this is one of my fave g/t vore scenarios of all time #so i thought “why not write something about it?” ❤️#i love all endings btw because they're all equally unique and can take on their own different paths depending on how the rescue mission goe #also even tho it've written this pred ad cruel/a bit sadistic no actual harm is caused to Prey A and B #if you feel like some tags/extra warnings need to be added pls let me know btw!!#i really don't want to make anyone uncomfortable #favor(e)ite safe-nomming scenarios series #safe vore #g/t vore #cruel pred #sadistic pred #v.ore #v0re #non-fatal vore #does this count as writing?#my writing #monster pred

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