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[isaterriblebore]

StEx Appreciation Month Day 31: Favourite Ships

I'm pretty much open to any ship to be honest - especially if it involves Rusty! Rusted Brakes (Rusty and pre-2018 caboose) The first ship I ever shipped when I became a Starlight Express fan. I thought it was a rarepair... but it isn't lol (which I'm glad there's shippers!). This relationship is far from perfect and I think a lot of trust needs to be built up again before they give anything a go! But they're one of my OTPs :) BoboEspresso (not sure if there's a ship name for them...) I love them so much and I have no idea how I started shipping them. I started loving Espresso… and then Bobo… and then boom! One of my OTPs! I just love them so much and they're totally canon (JOKING). SteamPress (Rusty and post-2018 caboose) Honestly, this ship started as a joke and at a time I hated the post 2018 caboose and found him cringe. I was like "Lol how funny would it be to put Rusty with this new cringe caboose" and then called it "Cursed Rusted Brakes". Then…. uhhhh I started actually shipping it… a lot. That's okay though because I now like the post 2018 caboose and don't think he's a cringe fail anymore. But yeah… this ship is honestly my number 1 OTP… they're my comfort ship if I'm being honest.

Greasedinah (Greaseball and Dinah) My favourite canon ship that's actually canon! Sure, they aren't perfect but what relationship is? I think they're very sweet and I enjoy reading fanfics and seeing fanart of them!

Rustgold (Rusty and Ruhrgold) The idea for this ship came when I was in my hotel room in Bochum and thought it would be a really cute ship. I like Rusty! I like Ruhrgold! So why not ship them? Lol! I thought I would be the only shipper but turns out a few other people shipped them too!

[workofthediesel]

Please could you do some post 2018 rusted brakes? If not, maybe Electra and Rusty? 🧡

Rusty winced as he lowered himself into the bath. His rust patches had been bothering him for the past few days, and he’d finally decided to do something about it. Baking soda baths never fully solved the problem, but they did stop the itching and helped shrink the patches down a bit. Sometimes, that was all he needed.

Still, the patches were a bit raw. Despite everyone telling him not to scratch them, Rusty couldn't help himself; they were just too itchy. The natural consequence of that were the dozens of little scratches he had itched into his skin–the exact thing everyone had been trying to prevent.

It didn't hurt too bad, and Rusty had been taking care of the scratches so there was no risk of infection. Even so, the overall itchiness and tightness and slight stinging of his skin was starting to get too much.

Baking soda baths weren't his favorites, but he had to admit, they did help.

He sunk down into the water, trying to get comfortable. He was going to have to soak for a while. 

He wouldn’t have minded that so much if he’d had his hands free, but since he had some particularly stubborn patches of rust on his wrists and around his knuckles, he’d need to keep his hands under the water, too. That changed the experience from a relaxing afternoon when he could catch up on some reading to an exercise in boredom.

He sat in the tub for as long as he could stand—by his best estimate, it had been about an hour. His skin was feeling much better by that point, and with any luck, it would have been long enough to loosen up the rust enough for him to scrub it off.

He grabbed the scouring pad off the edge of the tub, dumped some extra baking soda onto it, and raised it up to his neck. The patch there wasn’t as bad as some of his others, so if anything was going to come off, it was probably that. 

It worked well enough. After a minute or so of scrubbing, he scooped a little water over the area and was able to wash off a good amount of rust. Another minute of scrubbing and the patch was all cleared up.

He moved on to some of his other lesser patches next. The bad ones could use the extra time to soak, and besides, he was somewhat dreading the amount of work it would take to get those ones off.

At a certain point, however, he couldn’t put it off any longer. With all of the easy parts done, there was nothing else to do but start attacking the hard ones.

He started with his knuckles. It was easy enough to scrub the backs of his hands, but it was significantly more difficult to get between his fingers. He got frustrated with it pretty quickly, but after ten minutes spent alternating scouring his hands and dunking them back into the water, they were clearer than they had been in weeks.

By the time he’d gotten to his elbow, Rusty was ready to call it quits. He was bored and frustrated, and he just wanted to be done with this already. 

Distantly, he heard the front door open. Caboose had been out with Electra for the afternoon, which had been part of the reason Rusty had chosen today to do this. He was supposed to have been out for three or four hours, so Rusty was anticipating being done before he got back. The fact that he wasn’t doubled his irritation. 

Moments later, Caboose called, “Rusty?” from the front hall.

“In the bath,” he shouted back. 

Not even a minute later, Caboose was pushing open the door to the bathroom; Rusty must have forgotten to lock it. He leaned in the doorway for a moment before coming in. He came to a stop next to the tub, tossing his hat to the side and kneeling down to be on level with Rusty. His eyes flicked to the water for a moment, and it was clear that between the cloudiness of the water and the scouring pad still in his hand, he was able to put together what was going on. “Are you feeling okay?”

“Okay enough,” Rusty said, resuming his scrubbing at the inside of his elbow. 

“And that’s why you’re attacking your skin with a scouring pad.”

Rusty sighed, dropping his arms back down into the water. “It’s just a flare up. You know they happen.”

“Yes, I do,” Caboose said, reaching into the water to grab Rusty’s hand. “And I also know that I told you to let me know when it started to get bad.”

“It’s not that bad,” Rusty said defensively.

“But it’s bad enough that you’re taking a baking soda bath.” Caboose splashed his face with a bit of the water, an act that toed the line between playful and punishing.

With his free hand, Rusty wiped off his face. Despite his best effort, he couldn’t keep the smile off his face. “It’s just a little itchy.” In this instance, a little itchy also meant a little painful, but Caboose didn’t need to know that. 

As always, Caboose knew exactly what Rusty wasn’t saying. He watched Rusty with a knowing look for a moment, but all he said was, “Okay. I don’t believe you, but okay.”

Rusty was happy to let that be the end of the discussion, but it was at that moment that Caboose let go of his hand. Seconds later, Caboose pulled his hand out of the water, and Rusty saw that—without him realizing it—Caboose had worked the scouring pad out of his hand under the water and was now holding it in his. 

He only had a second to process that before Caboose said, “Lean forward,” placing a hand on his back and pushing him into the position he wanted. 

“You don’t have to—” Rusty started to object even as he let Caboose manhandle him.

“Oh, I know I don’t have to,” Caboose said, grabbing the box of baking soda sitting on the edge of the tub. “But I want to.”

With no further discussion, Caboose started sprinkling a little extra baking soda on the rust patches on Rusty’s back and got to work scrubbing.

He was a little rough with it, but Rusty knew that was what he needed to get the rust to come off. Besides, even after soaking them, the patches were still a little itchy. Having them scratched was satisfying.

Gratefully, Rusty let himself relax into Caboose’s ministrations. In contrast with the aggressive way he was scrubbing at the rust patches, the hand he was using to brace himself was gentle on Rusty’s shoulder. Whenever he poured water over the area to wash away the flakes of rust he’d managed to get up, he followed it up by running his hand over the area, rubbing it with a light touch.

“That feels nice,” Rusty said softly, his shoulders sagging as he relaxed even further.

Caboose chuckled. “Good. I’m glad.” He planted a gentle kiss on Rusty’s back before scooting to the side a bit and reaching for Rusty’s arm.

Rusty gave it to him without a moment’s hesitation, and Caboose got to work on the patch on Rusty’s elbow. While Rusty had been nothing but frustrated with that one in particular, Caboose didn’t seem bothered, scrubbing off the patch without a single flicker of irritation crossing his face.

Rusty watched him, taking in all the details of his face, trailing over his sharp cheekbones and the pointed tip of his nose. Even though he seemed deep in concentration, Caboose’s face was calm, the barest hint of a smile playing at his lips. Seeing that, Rusty couldn’t help but smile, too.

They passed a few more minutes in silence before Caboose deemed Rusty’s arm to be as good as it was going to get. It was certainly better than Rusty would have gotten it. 

“Thank you for this,” Rusty said, reaching up to take Caboose’s hand. “You really didn’t have to.”

“For you? Anything.”

[dreamdancerdotfile]

A sense of politeness don’t come to you naturally

You are polluted, diluted and more

Still I return to you, why? I am not sure

There is no remedy, there is no cure

[marastriker]

Could I have steam press? 🥺👉👈

you sure can katewoodle <3

[thisismondaymood]

Stuff I can't look at without having StEx-related thoughts (ordered from obvious to obscure)

Okay, that's too obvious!:

O.B.V.I.O.U.S.:

I hope I'm not the only one with these thoughts when it comes to this:

It's okay if it's obscure to you, but to me it makes sense:

[goblinlovesmusicals]

Ok but a Zootopia Steam Press au with BV as Nick and Rusty as Judy 👀

[engine-of-love]

I present to you, a cute drawing of Post-2018 PinkRustedBreaks. I dub this version ‘FirstClassSteamPress’

[suppenzeit]

Steam Press - Having a bad day?

hi kate

theres no ending, and i didnt exactly hit the prompt but rusty is having kind of a shit day in this one

Damn, sounds like the Starlight himself is pressure washing the roof.

BV just tried to focus back on the crossword he was doing. He’d come home early, as soon as the freight got back to the yard, hoping to save himself from being soaked. The rain did pick up on the last half of his trip home, but it was nothing a change of clothes and bundling up on the couch couldn’t fix. Honestly, he didn’t mind the weather all that much, the rain was fine, it was just that Rusty was still out there, doing his job like the diligent guy he was.

And Rustys shift still wasn’t over, there was still at least an hour left. BV silently wished that someone was smart enough to realize that Rusty practically dissolved in weather like this and forced him to go home. He shouldn’t be out there, suffering Starlight knows how much. There were other shunters, the yard wouldn’t fall apart without Rusty. Fuck it, he should go out there and-

He was taken out of his thoughts by the front door opening and closing. Rusty. Rusty was home. Was he hurt? Did someone at the yard actually have a functioning brain? BV leaned his head back over the couch armrest to get a better look as Rusty rolled in, looking absolutely miserable.

“Hi, BV” Rusty sounded… defeated, almost. I guess going home early was a mark of shame for him.

“Hi, you ok?” BV knew he wasn’t, and rolled off the couch to get over to Rusty, hoping to at least help him out of his clothes.

“I’m fine, can’t believe Poppa made me go home early,” Rusty pushed his hands away, and began taking off his clothes “I’m perfectly fine, I could have stayed the whole shift”

As Rusty struggled to get his soaked shirt off, BV took the opportunity to roll to their bedroom to get some dry clothes. A soft t-shirt that originally belonged to BV, that Rusty had claimed for himself, a pair of very comfy sweatpants, and some undies. Rolling past the bathroom, he decided to grab a towel too, mostly so that Rustys hair wouldn’t drip cold water all over the dry clothes.

Back in the living room, Rusty had managed to get off most of his clothes, the only thing remaining being his underwear. BV gave him a look.

“Those too, can’t have you being grumpy all night because your ass is wet”

“I’m not being grumpy” He muttered in a particularly grumpy way, and finally took off his underwear. It wasn’t anything BV hadn’t seen before.

“Of course”

-

BV felt relaxed the instant he was cuddled on top of Rusty on the couch. And Rusty seemed content too, being dry and warm instead of cold, wet and miserable.

“How are your joints?” He felt Rusty move his fingers, as if to test if they still moved.

“A bit stiff, but fine”

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[isaterriblebore]

Happy Valentines Day everyone!

Here’s two bad steam press edits I made (the second one was one I made last year lol)

Please don’t hate me I just wanted to have some fun sksksk

[businessmarketingstrategy]

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[silver-horse]

hmmm... sorry steam. I am pressing X

[marastriker]

StEx Ship Appreciation Month Day Twelve: Steam Press (art by @suppenzeit and @neacle)