#ttte donald x duck

[biggsodorcitystories]

HAPPY DONALD x DUCK DAY

09/08/2024

Just two lovestruck engines sitting together and being soppy...

[sketch-pencilpoint]

So, yall want ships eh? Well, I've decided to do it this way. I'll cover 2-3 ships I have at a time and show both art and a few hcs/details. I'm starting with a couple common but golden options.

Of course I ship toby and henrietta these two are cannon (basically anyway). Anyway:

They are the sweetest old couple. Always just enjoying each others company.

They were the first official couple, as they were together before the monsterfication.

They are also the first couple to have a pup. They hid her for a good month before she was found by accident and had to come clean.

Toby calls henrietta henni, hen, my dear and my loaf. Hen calls toby love, honey, by-by (pronounced be be) and boxy.

Henrietta volunteered to be infected after Annie and clarabel as she wanted to be closer to toby. She never regretted that decision.

Is that the correct ship name? Idk and idc. Its fun. Both the name and the ship.

The fact that they ignored their feelings for so long despite it being obvious they liked each other frustrated the engines and workers, especially Douglas who was the one who finally set them on a date.

They are the kind of couple who playfully poke fun at each other and tend to bicker but barely make it out of the argument before making up (and out).

Pda is very common with these two. They groom each other often as well.

Donald calls duck quackers, ducky, monty and my little westerner. Duck is the only one other than Douglas who gets to call Donald Donnie. He also calls Donald love.

They were the first gay couple to have a pup. How? I will explain in a different post if someone asks.

My asks are still open for business if anyone wants to know about these two, babies or other ships.

Peace

[unpopularvivian]

Incorrect Ttte Quotes 337:

*Donald and Duck are on a blind date with each other. They're now in a restaurant, sitting in a desk. However, Donald desperately wants to get out of here*

Donald: *Blinking rapidly* 🎵 A tried, gettin the waiter's attention bi blinkin i morse code 🎵

Duck: 🎵 Why are you blinking so much? 🎵

Donald: 🎵 A got somethin i ma ee 🎵

Duck: *Grabs a huge ass knife* 🎵 Here, let me get it out! 🎵

Donald: Na thank ye!

Donald, internally: A dinnae wanna dee…

Douglas, disguised as a waiter: 🎵 Bonjour! Sir wis blinkin at me, is it because yer date is a freak? 🎵

Duck: ......

Donald: .......Na.......

Douglas: *Proceeds to peace out*🎵 Very guid then, bon appetit 🎵

Donald: .... DOUGLAS YE FUCK-

[philosopherbouquet]

Rating: General Audiences

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Fandom: Thomas the Tank Engine & Friends, The Railway Series - W. Awdry

Relationship: Donald/Duck (Thomas the Tank Engine), Dilly & Donald (Thomas the Tank Engine)

Characters: Donald (Thomas the Tank Engine), Duck (Thomas the Tank Engine), Dilly (Thomas the Tank Engine)

Additional Tags: 8/9, 8/9 day, Fluff, No Plot/Plotless, Ducks, Short & Sweet, Sad and Sweet, Canon Universe, Episode: s03e05 Donald's Duck (Thomas the Tank Engine), Author can't do Scottish Accents, Fluff and Crack

SUMMARY:

One of the first of many responsibilities for new parents is naming their child. This same responsibility goes for engine couples as well.

[str33tydr1ft]

Hc idea for my fav ship, Donald x Duck,

They started dating bc the prank war between the two just didnt stop, it started fron the ep donalds duck and it went on from there and then boom

Now they're a couple who would rather see the other fall into a muddy ditch so they can both have a luagh about in the most cutest way possible

[bruhstation]

yeah

[steam-beasts]

Repost of an old sketch. This time with credit

[thefluffyrailway-official]

ℂ𝕌𝔻𝔻𝕃𝔼 𝕋𝕀𝕄𝔼<𝟛

𝙻𝚘𝚊𝚏 𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚜 𝚜𝚑𝚒𝚙 𝚜𝚖 𝚑𝚎𝚕𝚙-

𝙰𝙽𝙳 𝙸 𝙽𝙴𝙴𝙳𝙴𝙳 𝚃𝙾 𝙳𝚁𝙰𝚆 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝙼 𝙱𝙴𝙵𝙾𝚁𝙴 𝚃𝙷𝙴𝚈 𝙷𝙰𝙳 𝙻𝙴 𝙿𝚄𝙿!!! ✨✨✨✨

(AU inspo: @steam-beasts <3)

[sandgambler]

some more ttte ponies yay

[gronkgal]

Ttte AU Chapter2

Diesel does Duck dirty again... and while asleep. Oh, and a RWS cameo reference if you can spot it...

Read chapter two of my au fanfic: see prior post for AO3 link.

[the-quackeroos]

I finally beaten the clock with this page, and Duck and Donald check into an inn. ^^

[biggsodorcitystories]

Donald x Duck

My theory about what would happen if engines gained the ability to take human form.

Engine romance is almost entirely based on words, with partners relying more on proximity to one another for intimacy than touch. A few might be able to kiss (with some help from boilerplate opening), but largely, this proves impossible due to shape.

So, should they find themselves in a form where they could actually touch one another. Even the simple act of holding hands would leave them awestruck and flustered - finally being able to enjoy the feeling of one another.

I thought Donald and Duck - one of my OTPS - would be particularly affected by this.

[thunderxleafart]

Some smaller doodles for you all to close out pride month! <3

I thought it'd be fun to draw the trains with coloured smoke, so why not make the smoke pride colours? xD I was originally gonna include these as bonus doodles with the previous Bill and Ben piece, but I ended up putting more time into it then I thought I would, so here it is now!

My HC sexualities/romantic preferences (since they're trains LOL); Duck is gay, Donald is Bi (and incredibly proud of it!), and since I couldn't help myself, I also drew my favourite Bees who are both Aroace! :D

Also yes I am an absolute sucker for Donald x Duck (or 8 x 9 ??). ;;

The no-nonsense type Duck with his laidback Scottish bf Donald just makes me so happy, and seeing them be silly and laugh together aGH!! They play off each other so, so well, and I love it!! <3

But yeah! That's pretty much it!

Now I'm off to frantically prepare for ArtFight just as it's about to start because ofc I waited until the last minute to do so! xD

So enjoy! <3 And one last Happy Pride to all!! Enjoy some proud/gay trains LOL

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Duck, Donald, Bill & Ben (c) TTTE

Art (c) Me! <3

[viktuurishipper96]

The Scottish twins duality🏴󠁧󠁢󠁳󠁣󠁴󠁿

sodor magic profile one:

Donald and Douglas are Scottish twins who have arrived from Scotland.

The two may be smart,mature, practical, preppy and proud but there’s the sole difference.

Donald (on the left) is a charmer and a jokester while Douglas (on the right) is a calm-natured beauty with a decent sense of humor; and the more serious and smarter but he’s the emotional one.

together they are the Scottish twins engines.

thanks @dilemmaverse @asktrio516 @dilemmaart for the inspiration of the Scottish twins.

and @kenora-pizza @just-an-emily-existing and @jammyjams1910 this one is for you

[weirdowithaquill]

Traintober 2024: Day 19 - Admire

Douglas Couldn't Help It!

Douglas smiled softly as he watched the station. It had been only a couple of years since his dramatic escape from British Rail and arrival on Sodor, but Oliver was already fitting in like a natural. The Great Western engine was an absolute social butterfly, able to charm the big engines with ease even as he made Duck laugh with all his in-jokes that only the two truly understood. He was admittedly still a little wary of the diesels - especially Bear and Daisy whose classes had worked around where Oliver had lived and replaced him and his siblings - but even then he was growing more confident around them with each passing day. 

“It’s nice being on Sodor,” Oliver had confided in Douglas. “Diesel and steam engines can live in harmony here without fear of one replacing the other.” Douglas couldn’t agree more, he himself feeling more at peace with the diesels on Sodor with each passing year. But the way Oliver seemed so relaxed and confident in himself, it made Douglas feel all sorts of things. Douglas couldn't help it! Oliver was so suave and witty and brave - how could he not admire him? 

As if on cue, a cheerful whistle blasted in the distance, and Oliver steamed in. Douglas puffed over, a broad smile already growing on his lips. “Hullo Oliver, how was yer run?” “Oh, hi Douglas,” grinned Oliver. Douglas felt like his fire was about to melt right through his firebars and fall all over the line. “The run was good - I don’t think I’ll ever get over how beautiful this line is!” “Aye, it is a fabulous little line, though I’m sure yer old line was also nice.” “Oh it was!” Oliver began, “but… then the diesels began to arrive, and we didn’t get to use the line as much. And that was after they replaced most of the Autocoaches with their Mark 1s… nasty, heavy things!” Douglas just hummed, a little dopily. Oliver chuckled, shooting Douglas a megawatt smile that went straight to the poor Scot’s boiler.

“I’ve got to go, and I think you do too,” grinned Oliver, already beginning back down the line with his train. Douglas blinked, and looked back. His guard was tapping his foot impatiently, and when he spotted Douglas finally paying him some attention, gestured to the trucks. Douglas went red with embarrassment and hurried to get back to work.

As he back down onto his trucks, Douglas looked over and spotted Mike sitting on the Arlesdale Railway’s tracks next to him. Mike was shooting Douglas the most disgusted look an engine could, his face scrunched up comically. “What?” “You’re besotted,” sneered Mike. “It’s pathetic to watch – just talk to him like a normal engine, ask him out if you have to! But stop gazing after him like he’s some damsel in a Hollywood film!” Douglas just sighed. “Ye'll understand ane day.” “No I won’t! Who would I even look at like that? Frank?! You’ve lost it, Douglas!” Douglas ignored the little pillarbox of an engine and steamed away.

Douglas worked hard all day, trying his best to find another time when his schedule matched up with Oliver’s so they could chat – only much to his dismay, it just didn’t happen. Poor Douglas was never in the right spot, and all he could do was watch as the cute Autotank vanished out of view with his passengers.

“Ah canae tak it anymore! Hou is it thon A keep missin Oliver by mere seconds?!” burst out Douglas to his twin that night. Donald snorted. “Ye're juist unlucky. Iver considerit playin cards - ye'd have more luck thare than i love!” Douglas rolled his eyes at his twin and went unhappily to sleep.

An entire week went by in this manner, with Douglas managing one or two short conversations each day where Oliver would leave him absolutely flustered and whining to his twin about the Western engine he had rescued. Donald indulged his twin with a wry grin, remembering similar conversations he’d had to listen to back in Scotland and back at Tidmouth.

Finally, Douglas managed to strike good fortune. On Saturday, he finished up his duties near Tidmouth, and convinced his driver to let him sleep there the night, so he could try strike up a conversation with Oliver again. But as he neared the shed, he heard voices – it was Oliver! And… Gordon?

“I mean, he’s just so strong,” sighed Oliver wistfully. “I suppose, though I don’t see the appeal personally,” came the reply. Douglas felt his boiler pressure drop. Who was Oliver talking about?

“I mean, have you seen him?” went on Oliver. “Especially at night! Watching him go by is a true sight.” Gordon snorted. “You talk like he’s me! Please, just because we—” Douglas reversed back down the line as fast as his wheels could carry him. Oliver liked another engine. Oh.

Oh no.

And Douglas knew who it was too – a strong engine who ran at night and Gordon could relate to? It had to be Henry! Gordon and Henry had shared a shape, and Henry hauled the Flying Kipper. It made so much sense, didn’t it? Of course Oliver would want someone like Henry, who was strong and caring and determined! And the two shared a shed too, so of course they had gotten to know each other well; and to think Douglas thought he had a chance.

Douglas managed to get James to agree to trade his late evening coal train – which was not that difficult, all things considered – and got as far away from Tidmouth as quickly as possible. He delivered the coal, then slept unhappily at Vicarstown.

Douglas didn’t say much for the next few days. He did his work, sighing quietly but still treasuring every smile Oliver sent his way. The Fat Controller had listened to his rather sudden request to help out on Edward’s branchline and agreed – for a few days at least, but all too soon Douglas was back on the Little Western.

Donald had noticed Douglas’ change of mood almost instantly, but waited a few days before confronting his twin.

“Richt, ye've been mopin aw week. Whit's wrong wi ye?” snapped Donald at the sheds. Douglas jumped, and looked at Donald for all of three seconds before gazing down at his buffers, a defeated look gracing the Caledonian’s features. “Oliver likes a different engine. A dinnae want tae get i the way thouch - A'm no some insane jealous idiot wha refuses tae see him happy without me thouch – e'en gin it's wi Henry. A'll juist admire him from afar an wait for these feelings tae gae away.”

Donald stared at his twin for a long, silent minute. He didn’t know what to say – Douglas believed, of all things, that Oliver liked a different engine. “Are ye sure?” he asked delicately. Douglas sniffled a little. “Ay, A overheard him at the sheds. He wis talkin tae Gordon aboot his crush. A'll be ok, juist... give me some time, aw richt?”

Donald agreed, and watched as his twin fell asleep. Then, he groaned aloud. “These twa idiots,” he grumbled. “A'm gaun'ae have tae talk tae Duck aboot this.”

Duck agreed with Donald. “Oliver’s been moping about Tidmouth too,” he huffed. “These two are as dumb as each other, I swear. We need to do something about it.” “Douggie wonae dae anythin - he's committit tae "just admirin him from afar" like some sort o chivalrous knicht.” “So it’ll have to be Oliver,” Duck realised. Donald agreed grimly.

These two would definitely need a push in the right direction – and thankfully, Duck knew exactly what to say…

“You’re an idiot and now Douglas thinks you like Henry.”

…Or maybe not.

“He thinks what? How?!” “He overheard you talking to Gordon about him and somehow misunderstood everything. The only reason I know is cause he told Donald, and I put ten and eleven together and figured out how dim-witted the pair of you are. Go ask that dumb Scot out already or I will dump you with Thomas.” “I get along fine with Thomas,” huffed Oliver. “He’s having another spat with Percy,” Duck replied with a groan. Oliver shuddered. The two still remembered the screaming match the pair had had in the middle of the Big Harbour a month back – it had been so bad that Gordon had to drag Thomas away while Henry held Percy back from chasing after the blue tank engine.

“Those two fight like cats and dogs,” sighed Oliver. “inconsistently and whenever it suits their fancy.” Duck couldn’t help but laugh, before pausing. “Don’t try and distract me – go ask Douglas out!” Oliver groaned, and puffed away to go do just that.

He found the Caledonian dozing in his shed up at Arlesburgh. Thinking quickly, Oliver convinced the signalman to let him roll onto the same line as Douglas, puffing right up to the Caledonian’s bufferbeam. Douglas opened a sleepy eye – and then bolted right awake.

“Oliver?!” “Hi Douglas. You know, I heard a very interesting thing today.” Douglas gulped, feeling his fire go cold. “O-oh?” Oliver grinned at the nervous engine, and smiled cheekily. “Oh yes – a birdie told me that you liked someone. And imagine my delight when I found out who.” Douglas listened intently – and then it sunk in. “Delichted? Are ye…”

Oliver smiled at the Caledonian, and rolled forwards until he buffered up to him.

“You’re an idiot, you know that? I like you, not some other engine. Strong, runs at night, saved me, blue like Gordon? It’s you.” Douglas just blinked dumbly, then groaned. “O course Gordon wad compare our paint juist sae he coud talk aboot himself!” “Of course,” agreed Oliver. “But I’d rather not hear you talk about other engines when we’re talking about us.”

Needless to say, Douglas was flushed bright red for the rest of the day and Oliver scored himself a Caledonian boyfriend.

Back to the Master Post

[str33tydr1ft]

Pissed off so incorrect quote as stress reliver here we go 😍😍

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Donald : Duckie

Donald : Quackaeroo

Donald : MONTY WONTY

Donald : BABE

Donald : SWEETHEART

Donald : MAMA MONTA-

Duck : what.

Donald : why are you so mad 🥺

Duck : YOU DRILLED A PICTURE OF THE UGLIEST THING KNOWN TO MAN- ON MY FUCKING BEDROOM WALL.

Donald : Yea but-

Duck : NO LOOK.

[The Picture]