#taf thomas

[magicapunguart]

Magica pungu ✨️

[sollyinpurplepants]

Saw a BoCo baseball shirt at work today, and my mind immediately went to this

[mochii-luv]

I drew the lovely @sketalya version of Edmily (EmilyxEdward) because I love the couple, sketalya's art style and their version for the characters.

[spaceboid]

Dear friends, Now arrving at the platform.. its the cast of BIG ENGINE BRAWL! It only seems fitting as another gift now that the OST is out, you get to view the engines from the menu in all their splendid glory! Thank you all once again for the reception to Big Engine Brawl, until next time everyone! 💚💙❤️ - Edward / The Narrator

[kumatajdg]

A commission for Twitter user @maithwaiter of Barry (tender version) with Henry at the works!

[ohmystarrynight]

Really adore your artstyle. You have such amazing designs! I only have one big question and that is in regards to Thomas' Backstory before he became Edward's adopted son. Basically, what happened to Thomas that made him climb aboard Edward's engine? You mentioned you live for sad stories too so I can presume it's something angsty was involved?

Ah good question good question…

It dawned on me that before I got back into this show, I never knew the era it took place in. Now I’ve realized it’s between 1936 and 1952… to keep it brief, I’d place my au around the end of WWII.

I haven’t exactly given thought to WHO Thomas’s parents are, only that they were separated from Thomas, and later (most unfortunately) became casualties of the war.

I imagine Thomas might have been quite curious at seeing such a bright blue engine at a train station one morning while wandering aimlessly, so, being him, he probably climbed aboard and never thought twice. (Given that he’s around 4 I can’t say I blame him, I might’ve done the same???)

And while I know y’all have seen the comic, you haven’t seen all of it (yet?) but Edward does eventually realize he’s stowed away on the train and decides to ask Sir Topham Hatt what to do once they’ve reached Sodor.

I’ll post these doodles eventually but what ensues after is essentially this:

-Topham and Edward decide an orphanage is probably their best bet, so Topham starts looking into arrangements.

-in the meantime, Edward had the whole caretaker role thrust unto him by default. The first few nights are chaotic, as no one, but especially not Edward, had much experience in caring for a kid before. (Let alone one as cheeky as this one). There was a lot of learning to be had.

-it takes much longer than anyone had thought to find a place for Thomas to go, and eventually a few months pass by. You see where I’m going with this I’m sure, but needless to say, Thommy has already grown quite attached. To everyone, sure, but especially Edward, who takes him on trips and teaches him all about how to drive the train.

And as you all know, he does eventually stay. There was one futile attempt made to separate them and send Thomas off, but after one rather vocal and tear jerking stop at THAT station you better believe Thomas went back HOME to Sodor without further question.

If this wasn’t horrifically boring for y’all I’d be happy to go more into this and how he grew up around the others? Idk I’ve never had such a long post before 😭😂 anyway enjoy

[kyleinthepark]

my first post 😓

[kaizzzasudrianzz000]

If Jamily was canon<<<

[the-orient-express]

This year we're celebrating the 79th anniversary of The Railway Series by the Rev. W. Awdry. A series of books that not only connected many people in their childhood, but still does connect them even now that they're adults. My own love and passion for railways and especially steam locomotives wouldn't be the same without the series. Thank you Rev. W. Awdry for all the good memories, all the friends I've made through the series you brought to life.

My drawing from the book "The Eight Famous Engines" is part of the #rwscollab2024 and I am honoured to have taken part in it.

[butterfrogmantis]

Oh, captain, let's make a deal Where we both say the things that we both really feel I feel scared and I'm starting to sink And I only sink deeper the deeper I think

Oh, captain, make up your mind Before the salt burns your eyes and you run out of time

This is the bit where you think 'ah wow Butters is being all deep yay' but its not its those damn boats again /lh

Captain and Skiff (c) TTTE / Thomas and Friends

[lancetrain]

Ah yes, Toby and the train eater. A classic Thomas and friends episode.

[sketalya]

Some of my fav TTTE Ships and also the reason why I like all these ships

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• Edward x Emily (OTP): There were some moments in several TAF eps that made me ship them and it made me even more after I watched "Emily's Bestfriend".

• Gordon x Rebecca (OTP): Grumpy man x Sunshine dynamic...I love how Gordon acts so totally different when he's with Rebecca than when he's with the rest of his friends. It was kinda weird for me at first but they are rlly cute together.

• Percy x Mavis: I've never seen anyone ship them before so maybe this ship sounds weird to some of you. Actually i started to ship them because of the "Percy's Parcel" eps...Mavis that trying to comfort Percy and Percy's trying to show her the Parcel after that was rlly adorable to me.

• Toby x Henrietta: Perfect canon ship👌 They are destined to always be together.

• Henry x Rosie: Same as Percy x Mavis, I've never seen anyone ship them either. After Henry has moved to the Vicarstown Sheds and lives with Rosie. It made me imagine some headcanons of their interactions when they're together at the Sheds...Like what they might talk about every night, tell each other about how they feel today after a long day's work, laugh about something together, or maybe Rosie told some horror story to scare Henry and so on. And I feel like if they spend time together like that every day at the Sheds maybe they'll start to have feelings for each other :3

• Thomas x Lady: I see a lot of people like this ship and I know why after watching TATMR, also it's very easy to find fanfic about them...I don't have enough headcanons about them yet but I rlly love this ship.

(Sorry for some bad English btw :D)

[starry-mist]

S4e12 thoughts:

This is my favourite episode of the season (and one of my top ten overall.) It's also the hardest one for me to watch. I had to watch it twice to really formulate my thoughts.

We have my favourite trope of Charlie and Sarah stuck/isolated somewhere. Avalon Island. Dreamy. Quiet. Remote.

I'll get some of the non-Charah details out of the way first.

Kevin Hanchard and Maurice Dean Wint play off each other so well. They really shine in their scenes together.

I hadn't seen Murdoch Mysteries yet at this point, so didn't know who Thomas Craig was but I enjoyed him greatly in this episode.

The script is solid. Taf Diallo I believe has only written two episodes so far and I've loved both.

I love the overall feel of this episode. Shoutout to the addition of the bagpipes to some of the show's usual musical themes, it really worked.

Rex and the sheep. Rex taking home the toy sheep. I headcanon that Sarah has one too.

Shoutout to the nod to Mayko Nguyen's seasickness with that "at least the boat ride wasn't so bad" line. (Note how we never see her on the boat itself.)

Same actor, different character: We last saw Paul Warford in s2 as the dead food scientist in Finger Foodie. Now we have Gordo. Long live Gordo.

Sadly I did not have a chance to visit Brigus South when I was in Newfoundland last summer. Will definitely have it on the list for a future visit. It looks gorgeous.

Okay, so, Charah time:

First of all, I remember the show's social accounts posting the almost-kiss scene as "a moment many of you have been waiting for," and um, NO, that was NOT the moment.

So, we have Sarah still keeping Michael at literal arms' length outside the bullpen when he wants to go in for a kiss. And Charlie sort of half-pretending he doesn't have his back up at the other man's presence outside the bullpen. Way to set the scene for some tension.

The almost-kiss. If there were ever a blatant sign that Charlie is Not Okay, it’s that scene. Dude has been cheated on. That he would even consider kissing Sarah who by all accounts is "happy" in her relationship...huge red flag.

Charlie can’t stop staring at Sarah's cheek the first time they interview the kid who was shot. The second time, Sarah can't stop touching her cheek/lip. Yeah, we get it, they're distracted by their "moment."

Sarah asking Charlie if he's considering getting a quiet place for him and Rex, and Charlie's "you have to grow old with someone"...Charlie, you do realize dogs don't live forever, right? But yeah I think we're supposed to take this as Charlie resigning himself to forever being alone...sigh.

Charlie, get your shit together.

So I've done a little research into Fogo Island and damn, a weekend away there would not come cheap. Hitting that plot point does sort of underscore the "maybe Sarah's thinking about taking things with Michael a bit more seriously" idea. But her bringing it up right after Charlie expresses his doubts about growing old with someone...there's a ton of subtext there. And in case we didn't quite catch it, Charlie then stops the golf cart thing they're driving and says his "there's no manual for this" line, echoing Sarah's earlier line about there being no manual for a relationship. This whole exchange is them talking about their feelings for each other without actually talking about their feelings for each other.

Red flags. Red flags everywhere.

Though how much did I need them to miss their boat and get stuck at the B&B? A girl can dream...

(Shoutout to wardrobe for putting them in matching sweaters, BTW.)

So at what point does Sarah decide that she needs to give things with Michael a real chance? I would say it's when Charlie talks about his house full of motorcycle parts, and they cut to her expression, and damn, is Mayko ever good at reacting. The last time (that we've seen on screen, so let's go with it) she was at his house was Dark Web. My logic goes with that being the reason she kind of pulls away by the end of the episode and goes off to see where things go with Michael. It's overly simplistic, but it works. I think she's also realising how very not okay Charlie is, and doesn't know how to express her concern, but that's a topic for later in the season.

Charlie, Sarah, really, get your collective shit together.

The ending scene crushes me every time, even though I know it's coming. The heartbreak, the lies they tell each other, the look on Charlie's face as he watches Sarah walk away.

Gah. I love it. It's so perfectly angsty.

Stellar episode, 10/10, will always have a special place in my heart.

[spaceboid]

Dear friends, Rudolph is an engine that adores the holidays and has an express of her very own. — Though some may not see it as such, she ensures to prove it to be of the same caliber once a thick fog rolls in on Sodor. Will she be able to make a Christmas miracle happen? Find out in this festive tale. — The Author

Santa’s Express

Written by SpaceBoid

It was winter on the Island of Sodor, the Christmas holidays were quickly approaching and the island air was filled with excitement for the festive cheer. This was even more apparent with the arrival of Rudolph.

She was a small tank engine that was of similar size to Percy who would often come to Sodor to lend a helping buffer during the holiday season. She had gained her name due to the cold weather often causing her nose to be red matching her paintwork.

But, one winter, her name gained much more of a deeper meaning.

The Fat Controller awaited on the platform, checking his pocket-watch when a cheery ‘peep pip peep!’ greeted him.

“Ah, Rudolph. I am delighted to see you once more.” The Fat Controller smiled.

“Always happy to help during the holidays, Sir!” Rudolph beamed. “Santa’s Express has to be taken by someone after-all!” She snickered.

The Fat Controller laughed. “Indeed it does, the coaches are waiting at the platform for you, Rudolph. Be quick now!” He instructed.

And with that, Rudolph puffed to find her ‘express’.

***

The ‘Santa’s Express’ is a special train that Rudolph has the honor of pulling every year. It’s a line of coaches adorned with Christmas lights on the outside and filled with tinsel on the inside.

The passengers find it to be a delight, with many boarding the festive train to hear the songs of carol singers and even the likes of Santa himself making the off-hand appearance.

Though, not every engine saw its name to be of the same caliber as other express trains.

Gordon made this very apparent. “Hm.” He huffed. “Do they really give the title of ‘express’ out to any train these days? — Nothing more than a shallow imitation of what a real express is!” He snorted.

Rudolph rolled her eyes. “Oh, there’s no need to be such a Scrooge, Gordon!”

Gordon was shocked! “A Scrooge? How dare you—” But before he could even finish, the guard’s whistle blew and Rudolph puffed away cheekily. “Goodbye Gordon! Haven’t time to wait around all day!”

Rudolph was soon busy picking up passengers and singing carols as she flew down the line. The word of Santa’s Express quickly spread and more and more passengers boarded the train.

“Real express? This is better than some regular express!” She thought to herself. “Nothing could ruin this!” 

***

That night at the sheds, Gordon was still grumbling to himself. “I do say, it’s quite an honor to be pulling a train with such a high status.” He spoke to nobody in particular.

“The express.” He continued. “It’s what some would call an honor to haul. Makes you feel like a really useful engine.” He finished.

Thomas perked up. “Is that why Rudolph here has her own express, Gordon?” He teased, with the other engines snickering quietly.

“Her own?!” Gordon spluttered. “That measly rake of branchline coaches covered in those tacky fairy-lights is nothing more than a shallow imitation of the real thing! — It will never have the prestige of my express.”

Rudolph looked down at her buffers, feeling as though her festive spirit was being drained with every word that slipped out of Gordon’s mouth.

Thomas glanced over and whispered. “Don’t you mind him, he doesn’t know what he’s on about, I think your Santa Express is lovely.” He smiled.

Though a small smile came to Rudolph’s face, she couldn’t help but have her thoughts linger on what Gordon had said.

***

Things only worsened that night, as the wind picked up. A blistering snowstorm had rolled in, covering the railway in a thick blanket of snow. The engines troubles were only just beginning.

Due to the snowstorm, fog had graced the island. With the engines requiring their snowplows paired with lamps, it made pulling their trains and navigating the rails a difficult task. 

Out of all the engines, Rudolph found it to be a wonderful sight. “It’s a white Christmas!” She exclaimed with delight.

Gordon soon extinguished Rudolph’s excitement. “Try not to get stuck in the snow, little Rudolph!” He laughed and left for the Big Station.

Rudolph’s smile faded into a frown. “What if he’s right..” She thought to herself. “Maybe I am just trying to be an imitation.”

Then, Thomas rolled up alongside her. “You know.” He said. “I once heard that an express always pulls through, even through the likes of this fog.” He winked.

Rudolph watched as he left, leaving her with much to think about.

She’d found herself being fitted with an old lamp, it seemed to flicker and barely cut through the fog. “It’s the best we’ve got unfortunately, but I’m sure you’ll manage” The workman told her.

***

Rudolph was idling at the platform as her passengers boarded. She gazed out at the thick fog as snow began to fall.

“Oh dear, hopefully I don’t get stuck in the snow.” She thought to herself.

As Rudolph and Santa’s Express made their way through the fog, they made good time. The lights adorning the coaches glimmered through the mist. It was a sight to behold for the passengers waiting at the stations.

Rudolph’s mood was soon lifted, the sounds of the carol singers and passengers filled her coaches. She couldn’t help but join in too!

“Jingle bells, jingle bells, puffing all the way! — Oh what fun it is to work on the railway all day!” She sang happily.

As they approached the final station, Rudolph and her crew heard a voice from the radio that caused their joyful mood to sour. “We’ve just gotten word that this fog is due to get even worse. — Please be careful and make sure you get to safety as soon as possible.” It soon finished.

Then it happened, as Rudolph’s lamp flickered more and dimmed even more, it could barely show the way ahead of them!

The driver and fireman tried to amend the lamp, when they heard a voice.

***

“Excuse me?” A shy voice asked, it was an elderly woman dressed in festive attire. “I’m dreadfully sorry to ask, but is there a chance you could help an old woman out?”

“Whatever can we do for you, ma’am?” The driver questioned.

“I’ve unfortunately missed my bus to get to the big station and must be there at once for a special event, if I miss it, I fear the event could very well be ruined.” She admitted.

The driver and fireman exchanged glances. “I’m not too sure ma’am, our lamp here is acting up. We might not be able to even see ahead of us.”

Then, Rudolph chimed in. “Excuse me?” She asked. “What is the event for, Ma’am?”

The elderly woman smiled. “You see my dear, my husband is going to be playing the part of Santa Claus for the children and I am meant to be Mrs. Claus!” She hummed.

Rudolph’s eyes widened. “You’re— You’re Mrs. Claus?” She gasped.

“That’s right, dear! — It’s why I must be at that event.” The woman informed.

***

Rudolph began to ponder, then, she remembered what Thomas had told her. “An express always pulls through..” She mumbled, when an idea came to her!

She whispered to the driver and fireman. “It could work.” The fireman pondered. “But we’d have to be careful.” And so the arrangements were made.

“Climb aboard, Ms. Claus! I’ll get you to the big station if it’s the last thing I do!” Rudolph whistled and the elderly woman boarded the train.

Soon, Rudolph’s lamps were switched around so her taillamp was at the front and front lamp at the back. The red glow illuminated the rails ahead of them.

“You brilliant engine! Now we can see where we’re going!” The driver praised.

Rudolph gave a delighted ‘peep pip peep!’ as Santa’s Express set off into the thick fog.

***

Meanwhile, at the Big Station. Thomas and Gordon were waiting, as the party was being delayed. Many anxious guests became more and more worried that their ‘special guest’ wouldn’t be able to make it on time.

“We shall wait ten more minutes.” The Fat Controller announced. “If they do not arrive, I’m afraid this party shall have to be canceled.” he said sadly.

Thomas tried to interject. “But Sir! Think of all the guests, it’s almost Christmas, they’ll be most upset!” He pleaded desperately.

The Fat Controller let out a sigh. “I know, Thomas. But this is out of my control, our special guests were promised to make an appearance and if they cannot, I’m afraid the guests will be most upset.” He said.

Thomas said no more.

As the minutes past, it felt as though the likelihood of the party’s cancellation grew more and more of a possibility. Thomas, Gordon, The Fat Controller and the guests all became filled with dread.

The Fat Controller checked his pocket-watch once more, he let out a sigh. Going to inform the guests of the cancellation.

When suddenly, a guest called out. “Wait! I see something!”

***

In the distance of the fog, they could see a glimmering red light twinkling through the thick mist as it got closer and closer. Everyone went silent.

“What on earth?” Gordon muttered to himself.

Then they heard a familiar ‘peep pip peep!’ and the sound of puffing as none other than Rudolph pulled into the big station, her cheeks were as red as her paintwork as she brought in Santa’s Express.

“Wait! Wait!” She cried out in a tired voice. “Don’t cancel the party, I’ve brought an important person for it!”

The Fat Controller was surprised. “An important guest? Who ever do you mean, Rudolph?” He asked.

Out of the carriage stepped none other than Mrs. Claus! The guests erupted into an assortment of cheers at the sight. 

“I do apologize for being late, the bus— Er— Reindeer—” She quickly corrected herself. “Left early and I couldn’t catch them in-time! — Thankfully, this quick thinking engine of yours stepped in and brought us here without a moment to hesitate!”

The Fat Controller was most proud. “Well done, Rudolph! — Thanks to you, our Christmas party can officially begin!” He announced.

***

Mrs. Claus beamed as she greeted the guests, with them and the engines even gasping as Santa Claus himself soon appeared! “There you are my dear!” He chuckled, greeting Mrs. Claus.

“I was so worried you weren’t going to make it!” He said.

“I wouldn’t miss this for the world, dear.” Mrs. Claus grinned. “And it’s all thanks to this engine here.” She gestured to Rudolph.

The two then turned their attention to her. “I don’t believe we got your name, dear.” Mrs. Claus said.

Rudolph blushed. “My name is Rudolph, Mr and Mrs. Claus!” She said sweetly.

“Your name suits you well, Rudolph.” Santa hummed. “You’re just as reliable as my own.” He winked.

Rudolph couldn’t have felt happier, as the Christmas party officially began. The sound of carols and music filled the station, with lights twinkling and decorations all around sparkling as the festive fun started.

***

Gordon soon whispered to Rudolph. “I must apologize for what I said earlier, Rudolph. It seems that your Santa’s Express truly is just as of high prestige as my own, if not better” He winked. “You’ve proved yourself and it to be really useful.”

Rudolph beamed. “Thank you, Gordon! — It’s like a wise engine once told me, the express always pulls through.” And she glanced at Thomas who smiled back at her.

“Let’s all give three cheers for Rudolph and The Santa’s Express!” Gordon announced.

“Hip-hip! — Hooray! Hip-hip! — Hooray! Hip-hip! — Hooray!”

Rudolph was overwhelmed with joy, she couldn’t have asked for a better Christmas present than to be recognised by none other than Gordon The Big Engine.

Now, whenever Santa’s Express returns for the holidays, everyone is excited to see the coaches flickering with fairy lights and carols being sung as it makes its way down the line. — Though, some engines are secretly more excited than the others, but they’d never admit to such.

After-all they wouldn’t seem to be such a Scrooge if they did.

[kumatajdg]

A flat colour commission for Twitter user @TheTexanTrain of their OC Levi, a Texas & Pacific 10-wheeler locomotive :)

[arcadicapalsblog]

TAF: Nights of Terror Day 9 (LATE)

(Originally meant to be uploaded on October 9, 2023.)

(Y/N bumps into Oliver, who is with Toad)

Y/N: "Hello there... Oliver and Toad..."

Oliver: "Hello, li-i-ittle one!"

Toad: "Nice to-o see you."

Y/N: "Uh, how come you're like this, you two?"

Oliver: "You can't be afraid of us, because we are not the same as the others who are part of the Steam Team."

Y/N: "Is that so?"

Toad: "Mr. Oliver is right. Some of our friends are birds, while others, they're nice little mammals. We're just amphibians, but some are mean to us."

Oliver: "They call us ugly, and make fun of us because we're not beautiful birds or mammals."

Y/N: "Come on, I was going to ask you about what happened to your bodies!"

Oliver: "Oh. (points to his damaged arm) You mean like this?"

(Y/N notices Oliver's damaged arm and missing eye, as well as Toad's missing arms)

Y/N: "Well, um, I gotta go now. I'm sorry, but I'm sure I'll be... back."

(Y/N tries to run from Oliver and Toad, but Oliver trips him/her)

Oliver: "Wanna play, b***h?"

Day 9 of TAF: Nights of Terror, a Goretober/Inktober 2023 challenge featuring Thomas and Friends characters (from my anthropomorphic animal AU) as killer animatronics in scary situations and experiences featuring Y/N, a.k.a. you who are seeing this. Inspired by Five Nights at Freddy's, The Banana Splits Movie, and Willy's Wonderland.

In this picture, Y/N encounters Oliver the Salamander and Toad the Frog. For some reason, Oliver is missing his eye and most of one of his arms, and Toad is missing both his arms.

Thomas & Friends (C) The Rev. W. Awdry, Britt Allcroft, and Mattel

Idea and artwork (C) Me