#choo chooo

[princessanneftw]

Princess Anne opening the miniature railway - and driving the train - at Marwell Zoo near Winchester in 1987

[thesamoanqueen]

Welcome aboard the Trouble Oriented Express

[vampoth-baby]

uwawawawawawaqawa chuuuuuuuuuchuuuuuuu like a trainnnnnnnnnn

Choo choo! All the little ones in their seats because the happy train is about to move!

[venleaf]

Trainsssss

i shouldn't relate to this as much as i do

[maskedchip]

wow what a lovely din-....hey... HEY WAIT A MIN-

[madness-within-the-mirror]

{This is a bit late, but Maika's mun had told me that for Christopher's birthday, Maika would cook his favorite dish. Which is just... aww. She'd only do it while wearing a comically large chef's hat and fake mustache though, lmao}

{Here is the accompanying doodle to this information (made by Maika's mun of course):}

{The fact that Christopher can speak French just makes him extra >:/ in this situation hahaha}

{I mean he's flattered by the gesture but like. Why the chef's getup you know lmao}

[chfairwell]

omfg?! the ending of chain of irons is an entire landfill soaked in gasoline set on fire

miscommunication , runaway corpses , necromancers and besties ?! along wit a gossiping dog sitter stirring the pot !!

justsmalltowngirllivinginalonelyworldtookamidnight traingoinganywhere who?! Cordelia (Daisy) Carstairs / Herondale that’s who 😫😭😭

[makoredeyes]

Scream.

How many times had Osiris’ name stuck in his throat, Felwinter swallowing it down lest he scream it, desperate to make it home to his love.

[firefly-party]

🚂💛🧡❤🧡💛 it's a love train! send this to all the blogs you love! don’t forget to spread the love! 💛

HYPE!!! you beautiful sweetheart!!! ❤️🥹❤️ Thank you!

[worlds-biggest-pelican]

Oh boy the Anxiety Express sure be running today

[driptape]

[cloudidoodles]

Choo chooo

[m4nsch]

Month of Emmet Day 4: SOUND🚇💥💥💥

the train is coming CHOO CHOOO!!!

[madness-within-the-mirror]

"Choo choo!! Hey Chri-, oh- Christopher, did you like your lavish, soul cooked dish, made by the oh so devilishly handsome chef Chooch?"

"I did indeed, my dear," Christopher replied with a genuine smile, trying his best to ignore how silly Maika looked in that chef's costume. It was mostly working, as his tone and expression remained honest.

"It was perhaps your best work yet. Thank you so very much for cooking for me, Maika. That was very kind of you."

[anistarrose]

coming down with lich allergies

When Merle wakes up from his afternoon nap, duty immediately calls. First aid in the sickbay, to be precise — not on a person, but on the emotional support succulent that Davenport, bless him, overwatered just a fuck ton. The healing energy in the sickbay, that mood for recovering, just wouldn’t be the same without Merle’s garden, even though no one else on the ship believes him, their goddamn doctor — so a flat-out dying plant, well, Merle just can’t have something that.

He pops on a record for it to listen to, and drains the excess water off, giving the poor thing a little magical boost too, for good measure. He’s feeling pretty pleased with the result, about to step back and admire his handiwork, when just his luck, a new problem pops up like bamboo shoots out of nowhere — but like yellowed, sickly shoots, to be clear. ‘Cause it’s a whiff of something necrotic on the air.

And… it’s weird. ‘Cause at first glance, Merle doesn’t see any plants decaying —

So maybe it’s not quite a smell, after all. More like a permeating feeling — of death, nearby and approaching. The aura crackles as it comes into contact with his holy magic, that blessing Pan imparted to his veins — his nose still included, though, which is why it all culminates in making him — making him —

“A-chooo!”

“Salúd, my man, geez! There you are!” Before Merle can even recover, Lup sticks her head out from behind the elephant ear plant. Pan almighty, Merle was too distracted to even hear her footsteps. “I swear, Merle, you’re letting it turn into a jungle in here —”

“A hardworking jungle! These fellas filter the air, boost morale — they’re your teammates too, so show ‘em some respect!” Merle rubs his nose and shakes his head back and forth, getting those dang nasal aftershocks out of his system. There better not be a headache coming on. “Plus, the patients — choo! — the patients love it! And certain people say I’m not allowed to keep plants in my room anymore anyway, so —”

“Oh, yuck. Don’t remind me why we said that,” Lup groans, stepping out of the foliage — but immediately, she winces and lets out a hiss, lifting up a big leaf to shield her eyes. “So do I dare ask since when it’s so damn bright in here, for that matter?”

(keep reading on ao3!)

[ecto-stone]

CHOO CHOOO!!!