#thomas is babey

[goth-butt]

It would be an honor to work with you, Mr. Kimber.

[whipbogard]

Figured I should at least draw this baby boy once during his month smh

[andromeddog]

green, in the mud

[marzipanandminutiae]

Were moisturizers hard to come by in the 1880s? I am wondering why Mr. Cushing (although I love how wonderful he is as a father) was so judgey about Thomas's soft hands. Like he's rich (esp. compared to the broke-ass baron), and calluses don't last forever, he can definitely afford lotion and he is shown to enjoy self-care. Also, I highly doubt he is doing the hard labor of his company in his mature age. That scene makes me be like "WTF do you have against moisturizers?!" Am I missing some context in this?

Not remotely. Nor yet in 1901, the "present day" of the movie. Even many poor people could get their hands on a basic Animal Fat + Possibly Some Sort of Scent concoction, and the likes of Carter Cushing could afford to patronize shops on the cutting edge of Victwardian moisturizing technology. Plus, as you say, he's been wealthy for at least 24 years, and therefore presumably not doing manual labor.

So what's going on here?

My guess: the Doylist reason is that they didn't think that hard about the logic of a single throwaway line. The Watsonian reason could be simple vanity. He wears fine clothing because he's somewhat vain, but perhaps paradoxically refuses to use hand cream for the same reason.

Carter resides in that awkward space of the Gilded Age self-made industrialist (with the difference that, unlike many of his peers, he actually is self-made). He is rich, he wants to enjoy the benefits of being rich, but he also has a tremendous amount of identity tied up in his humble beginnings. He wants to be seen as simultaneously the salt of the earth and a man of means. Hence, maybe, an up-to-the minute suit in the finest fabric and hands studiously ignored.

...or he could have been talking about scars, arthritis, bones broken and reset in slightly off ways, etc. Permanent alterations due to manual labor. That raises the question, though, of why Thomas' hands aren't at all "rough." Clockwork and machinery aren't exactly forgiving in that respect- springs snap back and cut you, sharp or heavy tools slip, turning cogs pinch fingers. It's a miracle that his burn in the movie was the first such, if that was indeed the implication.

Then again, I suppose Carter doesn't have a borderline-genius Home Chemist(TM) tirelessly caring for him. I'm sure Edith is concerned with his welbeing, but I don't see her spending much time on nursing or in the stillroom beyond learning the basic household first aid expected of a woman back then.

I bet Lucille's hands are rough.

[elisabeth515]

A new dose of memes

Some stuff I made while procrastinating

(Translation: In Thy justice free me; thank you @histoireettralala for the quote)

[part-time-zombie]

I've decided to give myself 6 personal days out of the year. These 6 days are not set for a certain date, but instead can be scheduled when I feel that they are needed. Why 6 days you may ask? Well, it's because I've decided to spend each day taking care of myself with a different sides mindset in terms of self care.

Logan day is planned for being as deliberately productive as possible. I will clean my house inside out, organize my things, practice my old hobbies, and take time to learn something new.

Roman day is the day i romanticize myself and take myself out on a glorious date. I will gift myself a large bouquet and chocolate heart, head out for the day in a beautiful outfit, and take myself to the movies, bookstores, malls, and museums.

Patton day is dedicated to catching back up on all of the silly little things that make me happy. I will watch cartoons while bundled up in warm blankets and eating cookies and popcorn, I will go to the park and swing for hours, and frolic barefoot in the grass.

Virgil day will be as introverted as I want. I will go to the library and read a new book in silence for hours. I will blast all of the old emo songs I still loved at max volume and sing for myself. I will wear comfortable clothes and be left alone as I please.

Janus day will prioritize my own selfishness and self indulgence above all else. I will keep my phone on silent and not respond to any calls or texts. I will take myself to a spa and pamper myself with every massage and manicure I want. I may even take a day trip to a new city and live like it's my new home.

Remus day involves a bit of chaotic change. I will cut my hair an extremely new style, maybe even dye it. I will get a new piercing, go out in my most garish outfit,and try things I've been too afraid to try before. I will live like there's no tomorrow.

I hope that I can take the love I have for thomas and his characters and give it to myself, because there is so much love to share.

[pisswizard420]

My special little guy (my deadlands character) is straight up having a crisis of faith right now (questioning whether or not magic is real instead of evangelical skepticism) and honestly love that for him

[viciers]

finished canne al vento. 10/10 would recommend per un po' di piantini

[angelbarelywrites]

♡ slashers scenarios | let’s get kinky

♡ fandoms; Halloween, Texas Chainsaw Massacre (original + 2006), House of Wax, The Boy, Dead by Daylight, slashers (general)

♡ characters; Micheal Myers, Thomas Hewitt, Bubba Sawyer, Vincent Sinclair, Brahms Heelshire

♡ reader; gender neutral

♡cw; graphic sexual content, kink content

♡notes; pretty much just kink lists babey

oh boy i hope this doesn’t reveal anything about me

also happy easter lol

•┈••✦ ❤ ✦••┈•

Micheal Myers

> Knifeplay and breathplay are a given with this one

> He likes to be in complete control

> And a hand around the throat or a blade ghosting the skin definitely help him achieve that

> He also loves both tying you up and being tied up, surprisingly

> Letting you ride him while he’s tied to the bed is just about the only way you’ll get the man to relinquish any of that control

> And even then he makes sure you know he’s still the boss- if you’re too much of a brat he’s slipping the restraints and fucking you so hard you walk funny after

> He loves marking you up, mostly through biting

> And he likes to keep the mask on- even if he’s at a point where he rarely wears it around you

> He’ll quietly degrade you if you’re into that- you have to earn praise though

> But if you praise him you may actually be able to fluster him for once

Thomas Hewitt

> Breeding kink breeding kink breeding kink you can’t convince me otherwise

> He loves pinning you down into a mating press and watching your face as he fills you

> He’s so rough and overwhelming

> He likes to lick away your tears when it’s just too much

>And sometimes he’ll keep you pinned there well after, keeping himself inside.

> He’d let you call him daddy- and god does he get into it, but he’d be too shy to suggest anything like that himself

> He loves praise and he loves letting you know how good you feel

> Not usually verbally, but he’ll growl and moan and purr shamelessly

> He’s the king of oral, he’s like a man starved and you’ll end up overstimulated 9 out of 10 times

> And he loves when you reciprocate, especially if you don’t mind him fucking your mouth

Bubba Sawyer

> He’s a bit vanilla, not having much experience or knowledge beyond sex for procreation.

> Insert Drayton’s “sex or the saw” quote here lol

> But he’ll try anything for you at least once, he’s so eager to please.

> Most notably he makes a wonderful little submissive

> Whether you want him to bottom or just power bottom yourself, he loves being used to make you feel good

> He enjoys any and all praise

> He’s rather insecure, so he loves compliments on his appearance especially

> If you call him a pretty boy he melts

> 100 percent would love if you called yourself mommy/daddy/any other dom titles

> He loves when you sit on his face more than anything else

Vincent Sinclair

> The softest dom. He wants to take care of you around the clock, but especially in bed

> He’s a service top- it’s all for you. So much more concerned with you getting off than even being touched.

> He’s into wax play (Because it’s funny but also bc it’s underrated)

> And he likes to restrain you so he can worship you completely uninterrupted

> He’s not afraid of using toys, especially when you’re all tied up and at his mercy

> He loves taking pictures of you as well

> At first he claims it’s for reference but you know better, baby has a documentation kink

> He loves just watching too

> Trying to keep control while you touch yourself and moan his name is his favorite pastime

Brahms Heelshire

> Huge brat in need of taming

> Only a switch in the technical sense- he’ll top if you beg/bribe/pester him enough. He’s just lazy tbh

> Love love loves being both degraded and praised

> “filthy little boy” “pretty little slut” etc

> Prefers calling you mommy/daddy but can work with master

> And he’ll be your puppy if you want him to be

> He wears a cute collar and leash and lets you yank on it while you make him fuck you

> He loves when you edge him too

> Until he’s nearly in tears and whining and begging you to let him cum

> If you have boobs he’s obsessed with them

> And even if you don’t he’ll give the area lots of attention

[captain039]

Part 5 Daddy’s Little Girl

Logan x reader

Warnings: Age gap (early twenties reader), swearing, first times, virgin reader, plus size reader, tension, oral f receiving, smut, daddy kink, dom! logan, Abuse (Not from Logan), anxiety, depression, mention of self-harm scars, reader has muscle issues and body pain, angst

@mmeerraa @the141bandicoot @clairealeehelsing @dirtydianaahah @babey-fruit-bat @roseydoesypoesy @landlockedmermaid77 @nonamevenus

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After shopping you head back to his house. You feel like curling up and sleeping or crying, you haven't decided. Logan’s giving you soft smiles and comforting looks and you just want to slap him. You don’t know why, maybe to knock him out of whatever spell he’s under so he realises the situation. You don’t say much apart from a thank you and a going to go to your room before he can speak. You close the door softly sagging against it before you put the two bags down, Logan ended up paying for everything much to your protest. He gave you one raised eyebrow and you should’ve just kneeled at his feet. You huff gripping your hair briefly before sighing. You need to wash the clothes first before you wear them. You in pack and take the tags off before sneaking out hearing Logan on the phone. You tip toe to where you’ve seen his washing machine and frown at it once you’re there.

“Can’t be too hard” you mumble laying your clothes down and looking at the buttons.

You give up, whatever rubic’s cube bull shit this is and go to find Logan. He’s standing in the dining area phone still his ear as he speaks softly. He hangs up with a small sigh before sensing you and turning around.

“What’s up?” He asks.

“Um, can I borrow your washing machine? I don’t know how to use it though” you fiddle your jumper sleeve briefly before he smirks lightly but nods heading to the small room.

“Washing liquid goes in there, turn the dial here, press these two buttons and then the start” he explains and you relay it in your head and nod as the machine starts.

“Thank you” you say and he nods cursing softly when his phone rings.

“Scuse me, princess” he mutters and you nod heading to your room instead. You hear him talk angrily and tense up. You close your door and sigh a little shakily before unpacking the other things you bought. All toiletry items plus some extra things, pain meds, funny looking heating patches, a soft blanket too. You had been embarrassed when you wandered to the bedding area and began running your hands over the blankets with a 6’2 muscular man behind you, watching you. You explained in a mumble how you couldn’t sleep without one and liked the comfort of them. He didn’t judge though saying you didn’t need to explain yourself and that you were shopping for you to be comfortable. A small knock comes and you answer seeing Logan open the door and lean against the frame.

“Alright?” He asks and you nod.

“Everything alright with you?” You ask and he sighs.

“Thomas is kicking up a stink, mans always been bitchy” you can’t help the snort that leaves you at his words, it’s true though Thomas always had something to complain about.

“Sorry” you say laughing softly, seeing him smile too.

“Don’t be” he chuckles and pushes off the door before sitting by you. Your heart picks up as he takes your hand, the one you punched your father with. It’s bruised now not as bad as you thought it would be though. He brings it to his lips and presses a kiss to your knuckles softly making you flush as he sighs a bit.

“What’s wrong?” You ask and he offers you a smile obviously hiding away whatever thoughts he had.

“Don’t worry about me Bub, you want some lunch?” He asks and you hesitate but nod. He gets up and leaves and you sigh quietly.

You had gone food shopping as well, Logan buying a trolly full of things, asking what you liked and didn’t like. It felt strange and to surreal, like you were going to wake up in your bed now, your father yelling at you for sleeping in. Logan makes sandwiches and you thank him before eating quietly at the table. Your minds in a whirlwind of thoughts. You can’t stay here forever, obviously that kiss he gave you didn’t mean much, he just being overly generous, kind. He’d never want someone like you. You barely finish your sandwich before excusing yourself to go back to your room. You grab a pen and paper, searching up jobs, different hotels, places you could stay it’d be almost impossible to get a job though even if the town was small. You’d need a record of your past two years of work which you didn’t have, bank statements. You spiral into things you need and crash. You lie sideways staring at the wall a few pieces of paper spread on the floor. You read your dad’s messages, hurtful, guilt tripping, fake apologies. You delete them all and his number feeling a little better. Logan had given you access to his wifi so you had free internet for now to research how to live on your own. You googled therapists, the doctors in town too, you needed a referral from the doctor to get into a therapist though. Another knock comes, but you don’t answer it but the door still opens.

“Sorry bub, checking to see if you were asleep or not” Logan says and you feel too exhausted to speak so you shrug. You expect him to leave but the bed dips with his weight and you frown lying your phone down and glancing to him.

“I think this bed is more comfortable than mine” he sighs and you smile slightly but stay facing your back to him.

“What’s with all the papers?” He asks casually and you tense.

“Doodling” you lie and he hums.

“You alright?” He asks after some silence and you sigh. No you’re not alright, you don’t want to explain it to him though.

“You can talk to me if you want to Bub” he says and you clench your jaw. You sit in silence before he sighs softly, gives your shoulder a squeeze before he leaves.

You skip dinner, pretending to be asleep when Logan comes back to check on you. He closes the curtains, covers you with a blanket and flicks your light off before closing your door softly. You wait till he’s asleep before going to your clothes out drying. You grab the ones you had with you that day and put them on again, you fold the blanket up nicely and make sure everything is tidy and neat. You move ordered a taxi to meet you down the road a bit, you have no idea where you’ll go, but it can’t be here. You don’t bother with a note and somehow you’ll pay him back for what he bought. You put what you had in a plastic bag and sneak down the hall. This place isn’t really big enough to sneak around and when you get to the sliding door you see his shadow reflected in it. You stop breathing hoping it’s a figment of your imagination.

“You’re not exactly quiet, princess” he says and you glare at his reflection, great now he’s mocking you.

“I’m leaving” you turn to say like a grown woman.

“A taxi is waiting for me down the road” you add.

“Where will you go?” He asks walking slowly to the end of the hall, flicking the light on making you squint.

“There’s a cheap motel in town I’ll stay at for a few nights” you say.

“Then what?” He asks walking forward some more.

“I’ll find a job somewhere, seek out some job help” you answer.

“Then what?” He repeats and you frown.

“Then I’ll eventually find somewhere to live maybe, or I’ll rent a room with someone” you shrug as he doesn’t speak, just crosses his arms across his naked chest and stares you down so you scoff.

“Stop with this silent scolding attitude I’m not a child, I’m a grown woman, you don’t want me here Logan” you say harshly feeling your own heart break with the words.

“How do you know what I want?” He raises an eyebrow at you.

“I haven’t taken anything you bought it’s all neatly there with the receipt, I’ll be out of your hair soon” you sigh as he comes closer.

“You didn’t answer my question” he says voice quieter but deeper as he stares you down.

“You saved me out of pity or the kindness of your heart, and I thank you I’ll never forget it and I don’t know how to repay you, but I’ve over stayed my welcome and your resources” you say hating the way your heart beats rapidly and how small you feel. Your phone vibrates with a notification your taxi is here.

“Thank you Logan, and goodbye” you turn so he can’t see your tears going to open the door till a large hand splays atop your head against the screen and stops.

“Logan” you sigh hanging your head. He snatches your phone from your hand and you frown turning.

“Logan!” You yell as he holds it to his ear.

“Hey, sorry Bub, I’m going to have to cancel the ride” he says as you stare with your mouth open.

“Yeah no, it’s a stage name funny enough, yeah I know” he laughs as you glare him down.

“Sorry buddy, have a goodnight” he hangs up eyes meeting your glare as you scoff.

“What the hell?” You say.

“You’re not going anywhere, not till you’re on your feet” he says finale.

“Logan!” You snap at him and he meets your challenge.

“I didn’t do it out of kindness or pity, I did it because I wanted you” his eyes go dark as he stares at you.

“Because I was a selfish prick” he adds clenching his jaw.

“Because I see the way you look at me like I’m a beacon and I relish it” his voice drops and you struggle to breathe.

“I want to take care of you like nobody ever has, I want you here forever in my life, I want your smile in the morning, I want your bad days and good, I want to touch you in so many ways, I want your thighs around my head, I want to treat you like a princess” his words leave you speechless and short of breath as he stared at you with intensity his chest rising and falling quickly. You falter feeling your panties wet and warm, your body reacting on its own accord as you open and close your mouth briefly.

“Oh” is all you manage though.

Next part ->

[annabelle--cane]

i recently saw the thomas edison memorial (in edison, nj) and it is so terrifying it looks like something out of the silt verses please look it up. theres also a stylized version for the seal of the town which also looks like it belongs in tsv. sorry i just needed to share this with the people

now THAT'S a fucking monument babey

[prodigal-explorer]

i'm usually not too big on criticizing thomas or sanders sides but i just have to get this off my chest

i HATE how thomas endorses and supports the infantilization of patton. he makes fan-service jokes that woobify patton and go completely against things that have been pre-established in the series just because he knows that fans love to talk about how patton is "their uwu babey boi who can do no wrong".

i feel like thomas can see how much the fandom loves it, so he does it, but it's just so dumb because in a way, infantilizing patton is infantilizing a part of him so therefore it sort of feels like infantilizing himself.

maybe i'm being a little much. it's his series and he can do what he wants! but i don't think it's very good to actively support something that is actually a massive misconception just for the sake of getting more likes and laughs.

this is based off of something @sanderssideswriting that got me thinking so thanks bro for fueling my rant LMAO /g

[touyubesposts]

Things that mean different things in my different fandoms:

Puppets:

For Thomas it's a happy learning moment

For Mark it's angst time with a possibility of death

For Jack it's just a scary, scary death

2.Dark sides:

For Thomas, it's Virgil, Remus, and Janus

For Mark, it's Dark (The original dark side)

For Jack, it's Anti (The original glitch bitch)

3.Actors/Acting

For Thomas, it's Roman and an opportunity

For Mark, it's ‘Actor Mark’ and Manipulation

For Jack, it's what he has to do to fake cry during his projects, have you seen that?! I was stunned! Speechless!

4.Loops

Thomas’s most severe problem with loops is fruit

Mark is trapped in literal time loops and space tears in the fabric of the universe

Jack is stuck in ‘Fucking circles’ doing things ‘over and over’

5.Choices

Thomas, very calmly, goes through his choices in every episode with each of his sides

Mark doesn’t really get a choice, but you do! You get many choices

Jack really has no choice and is stuck in the middle of whatever the fuck Anti and IRIS are doing

6.Interview

Thomas’s 5 year anniversary babey!

Mark’s universe just has Wilford asking some questions

Jack, please, give Chase a break! He’s just a boy!

[solarsleepless]

hello all

welcome back the kristy thomas autism analysis, where i'm rewatching the show and writing down her autistic traits as i see em (as well as noting any neurodiverse traits in the other girls). here's part 1, 2 and 3/4 if you haven't seen them yet.

without further ado, let's get right into it

Episode 5

kristy's terrible no good very bad breaking of the routine. she hates when routines don't go as intended, and dawn is a break in the routine. she wants things to go back to a way she can predict, which is why she's so aggressive towards dawn

also, more hyperfixation!! how many people are going to write a club constitution. god's most autistic soldiers that's who babey!!!! it feels redundant to explain this one, but the bsc is clearly at least a new hyperfixation for kristy, at most a new special interest!!! :D

here we see how kristy struggles to socialize and connect in things she doesn't know how to add to it. she tries to join in and come up with her own suggestions. that whole scene just feels so autistic—that want to join in, to add your own suggestions, but people just look at you weird. kristy is not good at talking to people when it's not about the club (her new hyperfixation/SI) a lot of the time.

proof of that again is when dawn wants to teach her. she actually ends up quickly becoming dawn's friend because dawn decided to reach out to her using her hyperfixation/SI (though i doubt this was dawn's line of thinking, though i Will joke about it being so bc it's funny)

minor stimming: fidgeting w her handdssss <3

additional notes:

this is actually about kristy even though it's in 'additional notes': despite my initial thoughts (as i haven't rewatched in a While so i had little memory of it), kristy breaking the bags is not actually an autistic meltdown as i had vaguely remembered pre-rewatch. possibly nearing one though? except it's a fully understandable reaction and i'm hesitant to talk on it like it's autistic so yeah, that's why that's not up there.

anyways, feel free to add anything else, and remember this is all in good fun :) i'm aware that some of these, especially in 3-4 are a bit of a stretch, but hey, you have to stretch when theres not much good autistic rep out there hehe

[muddyorbsblr]

consider this the commemoration post for the babeys i had to leave behind 😭😭

i'm sorry babeys but i only have room in my collection left for Thomas Sharpe and God Loki 😭

[catilinas]

hello!! is there any particular english translation of the pharsalia you’d recommend? :’)

hi! i think i’ve answered this before Somewhere but i can’t find it so. rip. honestly it depends on how much you already know about caesar’s civil war + how highly you value the Sexiness of a translation + whether you want to look at the latin easily. susan braund’s translation Gets It Across and has a v good introduction (historical and literary context babey!) and notes on the text. it’s what i read when i first read the pharsalia and probably what i’d recommend if you’re going in mostly blind. if you can read latin the loeb translation by j.d. duff isn’t a Terrible translation and like. is a small price to pay for The Latin Being Right There. the footnotes mostly suck though. the third contender for Reasonable recommendation is jane wilson joyce’s translation which i have not actually read, but the bits i’ve seen were very cool and if it’s like her thebaid translation then there are separate introductions for each book, which is epic (literally)

if you want to be an insane person then read either christopher thee marlowe’s translation of Just Book One (he fucking died before finishing it #lucancore) or thomas may’s 17th century translation (and continuation featuring lucan’s ghost drinking caesar’s blood in a timeloop) (+ may then died in the english civil war #lucancore)

anti-recommendation is the penguin translation by. idk who. because i read just the proem and thought it sucked