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i dont know which episode this is from (unfortunately) but skarloey looks so fucking cute with that big ass lamp on his head omg

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Best day ever! 2/5 for the win

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Edward’s crew member giving him a little pat on the side of his cab  🥺

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Hey...guys. more thomas and friends slop cuz that's the only thing I can think of

Im hoping to do more ...ig 😒

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Traintober Day 7: Sleepy

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Henry: I feel terrible

James: *gives Henry a Red Bull*

Henry: now I feel terrible and fast

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Happy Edward Day 2/2

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Eddie day!! YIPPEE!!!

Plus! Some close-ups!

This drawing was i inspired by @sudriics :3

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Hello Little Blue have a splendid day!💙💙

its old man day everyone wish the old man a good day

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Happy 2/2

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his little spectacles oh my gosh

Old man day 💙🚂

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Finally done some HOISNY (fic) doodles^^

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dawn run

i know you can't see gordons face but i promise he is Also smiling they're both having a lovely time!!

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(2/2) Edvolution

Individual renders:

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That looks wheel-y dangerous #i'll see myself out

Should we be worried at some point?

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[1923]

Michelle glided gently back into Vicarstown Station. An engine with a single pair of massive driving wheels stood at the adjacent platform.

“Hello!” She smiled. “I'm Emily. Who are you?”

“I'm Michelle.” The big blue engine returned the smile.

“Wasn't Gordon taking the express today?” Emily asked, apprehensively.

“From what the yard foreman said, he's been temporarily removed from express services.”

“With his attitude, it was only a matter of time.” Emily sighed.

Michelle took on a perplexed expression. “How do you mean? If you don't mind my asking.”

“Gordon…” Emily sighed, undoubtedly choosing her words carefully. “Gordon is someone that definitely seems to enjoy throwing his weight around. And he can be very petty and spiteful when pressed.” The smaller blue engine looked back toward the coaches Michelle had been pulling. “And your taking his express today almost certainly won't go unnoticed. He's probably already planning to do something rash…”

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Gordon stormed down the main line, his trucks clattering crossly behind him.

“First that imbecile of a pilot makes me late with my express, then I have to stop at Crovan's Gate because he didn't have himself uncoupled - making me later still in the process - and now I've lost my coaches to some wretched newcomer!!” The big blue engine was fuming. “If I have to put up with anything else today, I'm…”

Gordon looked up at the track ahead. And the long, winding hill that stood before him.

He groaned, as he could feel the chain between his tender and the first truck already tightening.

He was not putting up with this today.