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little-red-toyota · 2 years
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The f... is going on...??
I found this lovely tread in my message requests on Twitter... 
Who the hell is this clown and what did I ever do to them?
I don't even know what the ** they're rambling about. A whole lot of characters I have absolutely no interest in, that’s for sure. I do recogniser the name of a person I blocked 1 or 2 years ago for posting pedo-ships and other gross content, but I’ve never really had any interaction with these people. So why they try to pick a fight with me is beyond me.
I have no idea why they seem to think I want to kill them, I don’t even know who these people are.
I'm not even in the TTTE fandom, so WTF...?
I’m not going to respond. Sorry. I have a life. With my “fake” husband and “fake” daughter.
Also gonna decline that generous offer of sucking some random dude’s cock and get fucked in my fat ass. I eat at home. I much prefer my “fake” husband. Thank you.
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sodorinfection · 4 days
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Remember, Just because they're immune, doesn't mean they're safe
LOG 2 PART 2
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steam-beasts · 17 days
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Small animation meme ^_^ (warning; it's pretty rushed so its probably not very well paced n' stuff)
Praise be the Heavens!
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thebunnylord · 12 days
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A French soldier gives a shell-shocked trench engine a cigarette (colorized)
(circa 1915, photographer unknown. Donated to the Ulfstead railway museum by an anonymous donor.)
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shikariiin · 3 months
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A warning to all!
Hi!!! I know it's not necessary, and I don't ever make a post about this, but I just want to give fair warning towards an account in tumblr that I'm pretty sure is a troll? If not it's a pretty sad of a person, by the username of skipo123.
As far as telling people to 'kys' and is very very much homophobic, often targeting those who humanize and/or ship engines, I've had my art reblogged too but it's not as bad as these ones below, they've been engaging in hate speech and overall blatant bullying in the thomas and friends fandom.
A fandom should be a place where people can express free creativity and building communication as long as it doesn't cross any moral lines (i.e pedophilia), people should be allowed to draw artworks that make them happy, Giving headcanons, shipping characters, and those who prefer sticking to the show's original content can do as so.
The reason why I'm posting this is because I don't want any of my followers to engage with this behavior as it would just make them more rambunctious, or even be hurt by them, please don't spread hate towards them, just block and move on, thank you! Below are some examples of said behavior :
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beumdi · 28 days
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consumed
We have been looking for Thomas, but theres no sight of him, the entire island is in disarray with the skies having a golden tint to it and some dust raining from the clouds.
I'm seriously worried for the guy, I heard there's already some weird shit happening to the other engines and stuff about said dust but it seriously can't get worse than that, right? I'm just hoping this entire apocalypse-esque thing just ends as quickly as it had started. Here's to hoping I'll be alive to write another entry.
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sandgambler · 4 months
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James edit where I call him emo cause he used to be black with red stripes? Yes
Why did I put so much effort into this
(song: Do It Now Remember It Later - Sleeping With Sirens)
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anonymousboxcar · 9 months
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I have a fic/au idea that I don’t have the spoons to write in full prose right now, but I’d like to put it out there.
So. Henry arrives on Sodor and an outraged Fat Director demands to know who built him. Henry tries to answer all his questions, but he soon realizes he doesn’t know much about his builders either.
He first came to in a damp shed with boarded-up windows. He never made out any faces, only ever hearing low voices around him. This was done to keep him from identifying anyone involved.
Once this is clear to Henry, it eats away at him. All the other engines on the NWR know their builders, their inherited legacies, and their engine families (siblings, cousins, etc.). Even worse, he’s not the engine the Fat Director wanted. He can’t help any of this.
…but he can figure out who his builders are. And maybe being able to answer those questions would make the Fat Director a little less angry with him. Maybe he could find out what family he might have out there. Maybe he could get an explanation from them.
So Henry asks engines coming in from the Mainland for info, with Edward and Thomas also asking around for him. The crew assigned to Henry sees how much this matters to him, and, growing fond of him, write letters to the place Henry was built.
They don’t make much progress, however, until Gordon arrives.
Gordon and Henry both feel very shaken when they see each other. Their designs are so close that it can’t be coincidental.
Their investigation is impeded somewhat by Gordon not wanting to associate with Henry. For him, it’s uncomfortable to acknowledge an engine so similar to him and yet so wrong. He looks at Henry and sees what could’ve been his fate, as an experimental prototype. And that doesn’t even go into the blow to his Gresley lineage and prestige as which he perceives Henry.
But then it only makes sense, a bitter Henry argues, for Gordon to disprove the idea that Henry’s a real Gresley engine. And so Gordon relents (with some sternness from Edward and some scowling from Thomas as well).
Gordon then admits when they question him that some plans went missing from Doncaster. It was before his time, but he overheard some people still speculating about who could’ve done it.
He says nobody saw the plans as a great loss — that they were rejected for having too small of a firebox for a locomotive of that size.
But as Henry and his crew begin looking into who stole those plans, suspecting a rival of Gresley, things go wrong with his trains. Things like loosened couplings, damaged track that was fine an hour ago, and trucks catching fire.
It’s all sabotage. Henry has become a liability to his builders by trying to expose them. And seeing as they already got the money from his sale, they have no further need of him.
Henry is horrified, make no mistake, but he’s also angry. He’s done with this nonsense. He wants to see his builders face-to-face, to draw them out, to get some kind of explanation from them.
And so he makes the impulsive decision to stop in a tunnel.
He’s miffed that the Fat Director matches his expectations and bricks him up, but not surprised. He does his best to explain himself to his crew once the hullabaloo dies down. But as he lays out his idea, his confidence wavers.
He’s not sure if he can face the people who built and then abandoned him. He’s not sure if he’ll come away from this safely. And even if does, he’s not sure he hasn’t burned every bridge on this railway and any hope of a future here. Can he trust anyone here?
He doesn’t tell them this, though. It’s too late to go back. He can only see this through.
That night, some strangers approach Henry’s tunnel. They’re his builders. They’re here to dispose of him. He finally sees their faces, even if he can’t put names to all of them.
The way they talk to him confirms that they never cared about him. He was always a means to an end. He was always one of a kind, the product of a jealous grudge against another engineer.
And yet it doesn’t hurt the way Henry thought it would. He sees them and feels no connection, no obligation to them. He realizes they’re not and never were his family — that he never had to please or live up to them.
So when they give him one last chance to shut his mouth, to keep quiet about who they are, he laughs in their faces.
He takes great satisfaction in telling them they can’t command any kind of loyalty from him. He knows he could never trust them and he’s fine with that, because he feels nothing for any of them now. He doesn’t need them.
The only thing that scares him is the thought that he won’t get away from this. As the builders advance on him, he thinks that he’s grown fond of Sodor and this ridiculous railway. He wants to roll his eyes at Thomas’ quips, to watch the sunrise with Edward. He might even want to bicker with Gordon. He wants a future here.
And then his crew leaps out of hiding, getting into a scuffle with the builders.
It’s long enough for Thomas to come barreling down the line, followed by Edward and Gordon. They bring the police, having been informed of the “stake-out” plan… and the Fat Director steps off Thomas’ footplate, too.
The builders are summarily subdued and arrested, and all the engines and crews ask Henry is he’s alright. (Well, Gordon does so in a very roundabout, emotionally constipated way, but he still asks.) Henry is overwhelmed. He was right to trust them, it seems. He could more than trust them.
Henry and the Fat Director then hash things out. It’s a tense and messy conversation, especially because Henry is still reeling from the events of the night so far. But the Fat Director says that, regardless of his own opinions, it’s clear the rest of his engines and workmen would riot if he turned Henry away now. And he can’t afford that.
“You are needed here,” he says. It’s not quite an apology, but it’s close — an undoing of the bricks between them. “You are useful.”
Henry doesn’t say thank you, because this is the bare minimum. “Yes, sir,” he says, trying very hard not to cry anyway.
And so Henry is let out of the tunnel and remains on the NWR. It’s not perfect — far from it, sometimes — but it’s home. It gets better over the years. Decades pass before the Thin Clergyman starts asking around for the story of Henry’s tunnel.
By now, not many people know about what really happened. The knowledge of Henry’s leading designer would’ve torpedoed a workshop’s reputation, one which turned out to be uninvolved in what one of its designers did in his free time. Many people would’ve lost their jobs and locomotives would’ve lost the ability to find homes. So in the end, the scandal was hushed up and the builders were charged on the more minor offenses they committed.
For that reason, Henry and the others quickly rule out telling the truth. Nor does Henry want to revisit that time in his life. He doesn’t want to be associated with his builders in any way.
Thomas’ cheeky suggestion about him not wanting the rain to spoil his paint isn’t very flattering, but the others’ suggestions are even worse. (Edward’s idea of Henry being in the tunnel for a heroic reason is outvoted, though Henry appreciates it.) He also has to admit the Fat Director doesn’t look much better in that version of events — he looks arguably worse than Henry.
Is it petty? Yes. Does Henry go along with it anyway? Yes.
The Fat Director, now the first Fat Controller, accepts this without comment. He’s learned and grown quite a bit since the early days of his railway. He’s not the same man who bricked up Henry; he doesn’t think it’s worth getting so worked up over a small dig at him. (And while he’d never admit it, he thinks it’s a way to somewhat atone for his part in it all.)
But even if the Fat Controller did get upset, Henry wouldn’t be afraid in the slightest. He knows the engines here have his back. He knows he’ll always have his family.
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augustlaven · 3 days
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Yo, I’m back!
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The Tumblr app is no longer supported for my device, it sucksಠ_ಠ
And I'm also struggling with our health care system.
I made a real werewolf Edward because Edward is still my favorite character among these train idiots. There is also a wolf form, but I idk, I can't draw wolves, maybe I'll change it later.
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moo-savr · 6 months
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the shooting star ★
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ryan1014n2 · 9 months
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overgrown flowers 🌺🌹
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steam-beasts · 2 months
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A successful hunt!
(Oh...uh...well done, Percy! I...see you found a deer)
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He's so proud of himself too
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thebunnylord · 2 months
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Recently victor has taken up an interest in human psychology. He’s one of the few engines who is fully literate and his driver has bought him a collection of psychology books for him to read. Kevin turns the pages for Victor while he reads.
Victor hopes that his knowledge of human psychology can be applied to engines since engine psychology is pretty nonexistent and not understood. They are machines after all with different wants and needs than humans. Like I explained in a previous post, treating engines suffering from a mental illness is near impossible since they don’t have the “biological” parts like humans, so medication is right out of the question.
Victor started his therapy sessions after Donald purposely smashed his buffers in order to be with his brother who was in the works getting his coupling rods replaced. Later, Oliver was taken in while experiencing a complete mental breakdown and word spread about Victor’s therapy sessions.
Needless to say that victor is a really good therapist.
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duncandonuts06 · 8 months
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Yippee!! I’m finally done with this massive drawing! I am so happy to share with you all Schatzi’s complete ref sheet! Character information and lore dump under the art! Its going to be a lot to read but bear with me. I have a lot to share. Schatzi is my first “thomas oc” so he holds a special place in my heart. I have spent months researching Trench Railways, and I am so excited to finally get to publicize some details from this big project I am working on.
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TW: War, and Death
Schätzchen (can be shortened to Schatzi) is a German trench engine. He was built in 1915 so the world has been at war for his entire life. Built for war, immediately sent to war. His personality has been shaped by the soldiers around him. He is brave, strong, and proud (but not vain). He understands how important his work is and gives it his all. He can be stubborn and pop-offish around his crew but holds his tongue around strangers. He is very gullible and naïve which is occasionally taken advantage of by people in his unit. He is considered a fellow soldier by his crew and the other soldiers in his regiment, and they treat him as such.
Schatzi did not start off with a name. In this “universe” as you may call it, trench locomotives usually are never named. They are known solely by their numbers. They are machines made for war, and just like a soldier is known by the serial number on his dogtags, so are the engines known only by the number on their plates. They are seen as expendable and nothing more. If an engine has a name it is because they did something heroic enough to become loved and valued by their unit. In a similar way we only know the names of war heroes, we only know the names of engines brave enough to sacrifice themselves for their humans. The rest are lost to time.
Schatzi understands the fragility of human life and puts himself in harms way to see that lives are saved. He earns his name after saving his injured crew, and a very overloaded train of soldiers retreating from the front. He suffers severe damage in the process and is written off as scrap. However, his crew, who see him as their family, protest and get word out to everyone he saved on that train. It sets their entire sector of the front ablaze. The commander of the region is informed that his soldiers are threatening mutiny if this one trench locomotive is sent for scrap. So, instead of scrapping No. 1091 the engine is saved by the officer’s pen. Once they learn that their engine has been saved, the soldiers go to rescue him and in their jubilation scribble out “Unser Schatz” (Our Treasure) on his tank with chalk. He is repaired, and his crew lovingly paint Schätzchen on his tanks because he has and always will be their little treasure. 
Afterwards, he is adored by everyone. He is accepted by the soldiers as “one of them” and is addressed accordingly. They play jokes on him and tease him just as they would a comrade. He even gets the nickname “Scheissechen” (which is like calling him little shit) when he is taking them back to the front. A lot of “tough love.”
He does any job asked of him. He carries munitions, supplies, and troops to the front but the job he holds in the highest regard is serving as an ambulance. Derailment was very common on Trench Railways. Schatzi is a fully articulated locomotive which gives him an advantage over other engines. He can handle tight corners with ease which enables him to keep up a good pace while rushing to and from the front lines. However, the track was still incredibly rough, and he does derail on occasion. His biggest fear is derailment while pulling ambulance wagons. He knows how precious time is to injured patients and blames himself if someone dies enroute.
Another advantage he has is the ability to “hide” his face. Some trench locomotives have adapted and developed ways of protecting their faces from shrapnel and debris. In a sense they can choose to "hide" their face and appear like a normal engine while still having all the functions of a "living engine." He can still see and speak while faceless which he occasionally uses to play tricks on people.
He prefers the company of humans over engines. Once he was accepted as a fellow comrade he took an interest in how humans live and interact with each other. He enjoys listening to them talk about their families and loved ones. He even learns popular war songs and gets to share rations and drink beer with his crew on occasion. The war has caused him to suffer in his own right but, regardless of how difficult things are, he carries on through adversity and remains strong. Lives are counting on him and as long as there is someone in need he will continue to give it his all.
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fireflameproductions · 7 months
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The beast
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Fanart of @steam-beasts's monster engine Gordon design! Ever since I saw their AU I just HAD to draw fanart for it and I had to draw my big blue boy. Also since it's spooky season I felt like it was appropriate. I love that he acts like an actual monster. He's still Gordon but he's grumpier and messy. After 'the incident' he's really not the same anymore :(
I wanna give him pets and a cuddle even if I might get my face clawed off.
(Also for traintober I apologize for not uploading it today, I will tomorrow tho!)
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thatoddhufflepuff · 1 month
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Me trying to make an audio book out of a AO3 fanfic which i absolutely love, enjoy these bloopers!! :3
(warning, CURSING)
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