#public rail

[aviatrix-ash]

Hey tumblr, I know yall are big on improving community public transport and public rails, my area needs some help in this public that could legitimately lead to such. Even if you're not a Florida resident, maybe answer as if you're visiting family*, landmarks/theme parks, etc.

https://live.metroquestsurvey.com/?u=SunRail4Polk#!/?p=mobile&pm=dynamic&s=1&popup=none

[thats-very-like-a-whale]

i don't think people realize that like, 70% of the ‘solar punk’ aesthetic is just investing in better public transportation. like literally. no air pollution? invest in better public transportation. no cars? better public transportation. more walkable cities? better public transportation. greener urban areas? better public transportation. more bike lanes? better fucking public transportation. come on guys.

[emilynyaaa]

all of north america needs to be linked with high speed rail so i can get high speed railed

[esthercore]

Mean tops who drags you into an alleyway and rail you hard against the wall whenever they're in the mood and spot you in public or see you cozying up to someone else.

Mean tops who like stripping you almost entirely during the action while they are almost entirely covered up (except their dick duh), loving the way your skin flush up, and the tiny whines of fear of someone walking in (most of them don't care).

Mean tops who let out a laugh as you ask them to pull out before they climax, hah as if they ever will, silly you, you should know by now they won't be listening. Tho they looooove seeing you beg.

Mean tops who send you back home with a final spank on butt, as you redress, their cum still filled up inside you, dampening your underwear as you walk, while they merely go on about their way. If they are feeling extra and/or have time they might escort you back themself, a smug look plastered on their face as you squirm when a bit of their cum drip down your thighs.

Mean tops who later bring you your favorite desert or take out and give you cuddles at night cause despite being a meanie in bed they still care for you a lot.

(HSR) Jing Yuan, Bladie, Sampo, Dr ratio; (GI) Kaeya, Dottore, Wriothesley; (WUWA) Scar; (DOL) Whitney, Avery; (SW) Alex (ROW by @rotting-ink) Emil Rawllin, Simeone Della Rovere, Saleos

[mapsontheweb]

If Houston and Berlin swapped public rail networks, to scale.

Houston metro population: 6.7 million Berlin metro population: 3.6 million.

by CarsRuinedCity

[rationaliity]

library | dr ratio blurb ( 18+ )

exhibitionism, free use, degradation ( whore, bitch, slut, harlot, ect. ) dirty talking, afab anatomy, mean ratio, fuckin in the library, petplay if you squint, ratios really fucking horny, slight mind break but not really

ratio doesn't know how to properly relieve himself when he's overstressed. so it builds up inside of him until it overflows in an explosion. unfortunately, that usually means you get caught in the crossfire.

" is this what you want, you pathetic little bitch ? " ratio snarls into your ear, his voice low and dangerous as he pressed your body up against the back wall of the library, his strong arms holding you up, your legs thrown over his shoulders as he guided your hips, practically fucking your body on his cock like you were just a toy for him to use. " do you get off on being used like this ? is this your idea of pleasure ? "

you threw your head back, your hands clamping down on your mouth as you stifled your own moans, your body bouncing in tandem with his as he fucked you mercilessly. you were trying so hard to be quiet, but with the way that he was pounding into you, you couldn't help the moans that spilled from your lips. " f-fuck..! " you whimpered, your voice muffled by your hand, " i-i'm sorry.. i really am..! bu-but i love being your slut..! " drool slipped past your hands onto your chest, dampening the shirt that you were still wearing. you leaned against the wall you were pushed against, your eyes rolling back slightly from all of the pleasure while he fucked you dumb. " keep your voice down, you insufferable harlot, " ratio punctuated his words with a sharp slap on your ass, causing you to yelp out in pain, your body tensing underneath his touch. " we wouldn't want anyone to see you in this state, now would we ? you're not exactly being discreet. "

despite telling you to be quiet, he continued to thrust into you, his grip on your hips tightening as he scowled at you, " maybe i should take you to the park and let the whole world see what a fucking slut you are. maybe i'll put a collar on you and walk you around with a leash so everyone knows exactly who owns your slutty fucking body. i'll make you beg for my cock in front of everyone. "

your body reacted instinctively to his suggestions, your heart beat racing as his words spurred you on. the idea of crawling on your hands and knees behind him like a stupid dog was too much, your slick dripped down onto the floor below you and coated his thighs, painting a perverted picture inside of the library. you couldn't think of anything other than the pleasure in your tummy as he fucked you, his grip on your hips tightening, driving you against the wall with each stroke.

" you like that idea, huh ? you really are a slut, getting turned on by the thought of being exposed, of being used so publicly. " ratio's thrusts got sloppier, his grip on his own demeanor failing him. for such a composed and stoic man, he really lost himself when overstressed from work, and you were the perfect little fucktoy to get his mind off of his job. " just.. keep being good for me and take my cock like the dirty little whore you are. "

the sound of your bodies slapping together and your pathetic little moans filled the otherwise silent library. you loved being used like this, fucked by ratio like you were only good to take his cock and shut up. " a-ah..! i'm gonna cum, please, please ! just a little more, please make your fucktoy cum ! " you could feel your orgasm fast approaching, the familiar coil in your lower tummy threatening to consume you. you could feel the tip of his cock hit the entrance to your womb with every thrust, his cock stretching your needy little hole out to the max.

ratio let out a low growl in between his grunts, his eyes locked on your desperate face. he can feel your tightness squeezing his cock, your body trembling. " do you want to be filled, to have it spill out of you and onto the floor for anyone who passes by to see ? then beg for it, you insatiable slut. " he commands, his eyebrows knitted together as the pleasure built within him. he knew he wouldn't be able to hold back much longer, but he still wanted to hear your pathetic voice beg for him.

embarrassment flooded through you, but it wasn't strong enough to stop you from complying with his commands, your lips parting as you let out a desperate plea for him. " please- please, i need it so bad. i need to be filled by you, veritas. i'm so close- pl-please cum inside of me and make a mess of my slutty body. "

" such a greedy little slut, aren't you ? " his eyes locked onto your flushed face, your hands still covering your mouth but doing so little to cover your helpless moans. " you want to cum, do you ? then let go. that's it, cum for me. "

with his blessing, the dam inside of you broke free, your orgasm washed over you with an alarming intensity, making your toes curl as your body milked his cock, pushing him closer and closer to his edge until he tipped over it. you could feel his cock throb inside of you, pulsing as he fucked you through his orgasm, his head resting on the wall as he panted.

ratio pulled out of you, his arms feeling pretty weak but he was still managing to hold you up until he could sit you on your own two shaky feet, making sure you didn't step into the wet mess on the floor. " we should probably clean up, " he commanded curtly, his eyes flickering over your spent and used form, a slight smile of satisfaction and relief on his face. " and then unlock the library's front door. "

[https-sourlimes]

home meals with you! . . .

featuring – aventurine x gn!reader

synopsis: there was a lot going on in his head... perhaps he thought, your cooking was too good for him, and he never deserved you at all...

consist of: 1k2+ word vomit... aventurine is a nervous emotional wreck, and if i say it's angst to fluff would you believe me? mentions of food, and marriage (champagne problems referred iykyk), domestic life w aven.

sincere regards to my pookie @akutasoda for helping me brainstorm an idea and proofreading; my favourite aventurine kisser @theother-victoria for proofreading <33

quality time was the love language that AVENTURINE did not know that he possessed. he never knew a thing or two of the reason why or when it started, but when he stirred awake by the warmth of sunlight streaming down his face, patting on the mattress beside him then found it empty, he'd end up dozing off again on his belly in your secured arms when he found you by the living room's couch; his weekend was dedicated to you, and he just wanted you with him, to selfishly ask for the affection that you showered on him always and think it would never be enough.

spoiling you until he's broken broke is what aventurine concepts. to him, gift giving is the effortless love language that he can express, whilst the four remains never worked out on the aventurine who lived in the orbit of lies and contract. he thought that it'll be easier that way, and he is slowly letting love once again thaw away his dense heart, and the one who did it so perfectly, much to his expectations, was you. then, to his surprise, the idea of you demanding shiny, glamorous luxuries or brands vanished when he found himself with you in the oti mall, browsing by the groceries, picking up the fresh ingredients of your liking, instead.

"i love homemade meals," you told him – and aventurine couldn't help the fond smile he was wearing when he looked at you tiptoeing to reach the higher shelves for the pasta box of your favourite and the childish excitement in your eyes as you skip back to him to show him what you got. and then suddenly, aventurine feels like he loves homemade meals, too.

does the image of you – putting your hand around his arm, aimlessly strolling through the shop while he was pushing the cart, your thoughts were elsewhere between the ingredients of the upcoming meal and never noticing that you were making his stomach churn – thrive him? i bet it does. because he can not concentrate, his eyes fixed on you, nodding mindlessly to whatever you're planning to make tonight (it doesn't matter because he will swallow it whole) then find the lamest excuses to kiss you, your hair, your face to satisfy his most intrusive demands. you are the biggest treasure that he has ever prevailed, he noted. you were trusting him entirely, giving unconditional love, staying by his side. how can he possibly live without you? you're driving him nuts!

and when aventurine's tongue touched the first bite of anything you made, sweets or savouries, he imagined filling his stomach full with your unyielding love, the one that undoubtedly never failed to remind him that he was yours truly to be cherished, to be taken care of. undeserving of you? yes, inevitably, or maybe that was just his thoughts; so aventurine found himself savouring every moment with you in the kitchen, invading your attempts to cook and stealing kisses, he knew he was going to dedicate the rest of his life to the person he intended to marry and to love you harder than you do to him.

aventurine never dares to dream about a family with you, he couldn't bring himself to crave it when the past of failing to protect his own in sigonia haunted him like some sort of ghost, everything feels illegal. the thoughts exiled the golden boy in prison of indecision and despair,... and then he stumbles upon the last words leaving his mouth when you mention wanting a betrothal life with him. he didn't feel ready yet – he'd fail you, (at first!), and it was disheartening. you said you understood and were there with him the entire time, but aventurine knew he was the problem, not you.

aventurine wanted to confide in you that he would be lying if he said his eyes weren't tearing up at the sight of you waiting patiently until he is ready, until he surpassed all of his trauma and reached his final decision. he knew he never deserved you, no matter how hard you'd been trying to make him feel like he did, he would then die for you, gambled all of his existence over again just to lose it all to your overpower love.

aventurine was a coward, he claimed. he couldn't bring his messed up life that once considered so insignificant that it was traded as some goods up for auction, and a chip he brought to bet in his high stakes with treacherous risks to dedicate to you, it was unfair for you, he couldn't be selfish. it was excruciating that he couldn't refrain himself from basking in your unconditional love, even if, to him, it was forbidden.

and when he had you pressed against the wall, aventurine lifted your chin up and kissed you fiercely with the best of gratitude and love, mostly to shut you up and to soothe his aching heart when he heard you repeat that you understood with that agonizing voice once again, aventurine said he was sorry, that he would do better and sort this out quickly to make everything up to you properly. it pained him to see you wait so voluntarily for him, he was trapped with hesitation, between letting himself love you with his entirely heart and the thought that you'd definitely deserve someone better than him?

but when on a beautiful friday, aventurine's heart burned selfishly with the swelling sight of you, wearing an apron so breathtakingly, humming to your favourite song on the phone sat beside the counter, the delicious aroma you're stirring filled his senses, his breath hitched, it felt like as if you had already been his spouse, cooking dinner, waiting for their husband to be home, and to his utmost selfish thought that spoke louder than all of his logical minds, just, what if... someday you got tired and gave up on him? would he be able to see you looking like this ever again?

"Kakavasha..."

he opened his eyes, the real name of his that you let slip so easily from your soft lips felt like a salvation; he hummed in response, gently holding your hand on his face as you looked down at the sleepy man on your lap. aventurine caressed the shiny cold material with a small exclusive gem he selected himself attatched on top of it that wrapped perfectly around your ring finger, contentment was written all across his face. ah, yes... he has been sleeping in his spouse's lap, no?

"can you please get up? it's almost past lunch and we haven't had anything properly," you sigh, the chuckle you let out helplessly.

aventurine stirred slightly before lazily sitting up, scooting closer and snaking his arms around you, holding you snuggled against him while he buried his face in your hair, sinking entirely in your presence.

"mhm... sit still. just a little longer. lunch can wait, i'll swallow them whole everything you make, anyway."

So if, once again, your husband dozed off on your lap on a calming sunday morning, make sure to do something with it. if not, please be prepared and stay strong with a clear mind or you'd end up getting charmed by his antics which he knew so well that it touched right in the soft spot for only him in you. (or you might as well pay him back with your own cooking technique, one of the reasons he married you home and loved you so good...)

© 2024 https-sourlimes. all rights reserved. (banner source: aventurine's eidolons 5 from official honkai: star rai art)

ending notes: *sigh* this man is making me feeling things. ❤️‍🩹 and tagging @synqiri because this cutie asked to be here <33

[ayatheav]

Laid to rest

[starcurtain]

One thing I wish I'd see more of among Ratio fans is some thought about how he views himself as a teacher.

Like yes, of course he refuses to compromise on the quality and rigor of the education he imparts, and he would find it unforgivably unethical to lower his standards in order to pass more students who had not genuinely learned the material. This is core to his character.

However, as someone who is a teacher IRL, I know the absolutely miserable feeling setting that kind of standard can cause. There's the obvious disheartening sense of disappointment ("Are students these days really not capable of doing the work correctly? Is our future in danger, if this is the highest level of understanding our current generation of students can achieve?"), but even worse than that is the self-doubt.

"Is this somehow my fault? Am I not teaching this material in the right ways for the students to learn? Is there something I could have done differently to get through to these students? Would a better teacher have a higher passing rate?"

We know that Ratio does (or at least did) struggle with feeling inferior to the Genius Society, so I think it is also likely, as much as he absolutely will not budge on his academic standards, that he has doubts about his teaching ability as well.

This is the man who wants to educate the entire world to cure the disease of ignorance, and yet only 3% of his actual students are able to get there. How can someone who gets so few of his direct students to a state of enlightenment hope to enlighten the whole universe? If so few students are successfully learning the material of a given class, doesn't that mean the teacher is doing something wrong?Would a better teacher--would a genius, maybe--not be able to impart their knowledge more efficiently and educate even the most challenging of students?

As someone constantly struggling with that balance between keeping academic standards high while also meeting the needs of today's students, I think the passing rates of his courses must affect Dr. Ratio much more deeply than I've seen fans discuss. I think he would question himself harshly over his class success rates, and I think he must be constantly trying to push himself to become the best teacher he possibly can be.

tl;dr: I hope one day the HSR fandom will stop sleeping on the fact that Ratio is an actual practicing professor who probably has astronomical levels of teacher angst. 😂

[hyukqi]

k.t.h. 🩵

drabble of… needy days with taehyun <3

smut, taehyun x reader, fem!reader, subby!mc >_<, meanie dom!taehyun, humiliation, spanking, name-calling, dirty talk

(been ia for a month whoopsies !! rmb when i said i daydreamed about taehyun to get through a power outage ?? ya this is it LMAO enjoy !!!)

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“oh g-god… tae please~~”

"what do you need, pretty girl?" taehyun asks, slowly pulling your panties down. "need my cock in your little cunt?" his fingers slide across your soaked pussy, running against your clit. "need me to fuck you hard and deep?"

nodding with wet tears dripping down your cheeks “p-please.. i..i can’t i need it now!” traces of ruined mascara and lip gloss are smudged across your face, in contrast to his well-maintained look.

"shit, you are so fucking sexy." taehyun groans, his hands rubbing your inner thighs teasingly. “pretty pussy" he murmurs, eyes fixated on your glistening sex, his hand moving to unbuckle his belt. "you want me to fill your tight little cunt up with my seed?" his cock eventually springs free, thick and hard, rubbing against your slick folds. the sight of it makes your mouth water immediately.

after guiding you to lie on your stomach, ass hiked up, taehyun pushes in slowly, feeling your walls stretch around him. he drills his hips deep inside of you until he feels like he’s a part of you, making you his <3

“nghhh—ah!” you can feel your eyes already rolling to the back of your head just from the insertion alone.

he breathes heavily, “there you go, slut… feel me stretching you? see how good it feels having my cock inside your hole? gonna fuck you dumb, mm?” fuck, does he fill you up so good… @_@

lifting his hips, taehyun pulls almost all the way out before slamming back inside you, shoving his cock into your sensitive walls. with a sharp thrust and a wail reaching his ears he grunts out, “you love being fucked like this, don‘t you? god your greedy cunt is so tight.. fuckin’ sucking me in.”

you can only gasp for air between moans, completely consumed by the sensation of being filled by him. “o-oh~! hhah… tyun!!” you find yourself lost in the pleasure from his cock ruining your warm, wet cunt. pretty pussy’s leaking juices onto the bedsheets.. so stupidly eager, aren’t you?

noticing this, taehyun evilly smirks and picks up his pace even further, reaching for your clit with a swipe of his thumb, making you cry out in pleasure as he pumps into you. "you're so fucking wet," he growls, his voice low and rough. "i can feel you dripping all over me. missed me that much?”

“yes..y-yes!! missed you so much tyun! missed your co—mmphh!!!” at this point you were babbling incoherently into the sheets, rendered to nothing but a fucked-out mess.

“thaaat's it, baby. gonna make sure you can’t think about anything but me," taehyun moans, his fingers digging into your hips as he pounded into you harder. his other hand found its way around your body, squeezing your breast roughly.

the sensation was too much for the both of you. your soaking velvety walls dragged across his girth perfectly with each thrust to your gummy spot. you swear birds were circling around your head from just how good taehyun aggressively turned you into his personal cocksleeve.

whining as your head lolls against the mattress, big eyes swelling up with tears that stream down your pretty face. knuckles turning white from how hard you’re gripping the sheets in attempt to stabilize your position, grinding your hips in coordination with taehyun’s thrusts. you hear him hiss from behind as you’re swirling your abused pussy around him.

taehyun’s marveling at the sight before him. he’s got you all spread out completely at his mercy, biting his lip to hold back a moan from watching your pussy engulf him whole. he could tell you’re close by the way you’re creaming on his cock sticky with your juices and clenching repeatedly. a filthy smirk forms on his face as he basks in the sounds of your loud whimpers and cries echoing throughout the room. nasty moans are getting so embarassingly high-pitched. “so fucking noisy… could you be any more louder?” taehyun taunts, his voice deep and harsh.

with cheeks flushing in humiliation and eyes blinking back hot tears, your forehead tilts down. you quickly scramble to shut yourself up by efforts of muffling your moans into your arm and shoving your fingers in your tiny mouth. both attempts were futile as small weak hiccups slipped its way out, and frankly you just sounded more pathetic as ever!

“are you that stupid? did i say to be quiet?”

your body flinches, ears twitching in surprise.

taehyun suddenly grabs a fistful of your hair harshly yanking you up till your back is flushed against his chest and a strained moan creeps up his ears. he leans in closer to whisper, his dick plunged deep into your cervix, “let me hear you, pretty.”

and with that taehyun lets go of your hair, your limp body falling forward, warm walls still fluttering around him, and head n mind oh so fuzzy. almost immediately does he give you a spank to your ass, an imprint of a gorgeous crimson color plastered on your skin.

taehyun’s gaze that was raking down your spine was interrupted by the throw of his head back, a soft hiss at the feeling of a tight clench gripping around the sides of his cock. the intensity of his slap has got you shuddering and spasming, crying out in ecstasy, and toes curling in.

momentarily, taehyun just stares at you almost in a mix of disbelief and amusement, meanly laughing at your pathetic release. “did you just cum from that? hah… maybe i should spank you more often, hm?”

and his pace picks back up, hips fucking you into oblivion, relishing in your screams and legs trembling of overstimulation…

“fucking take it all like a good girl.”

[tianhai03]

did not plan to draw honkai star rail fanart ever and im also pretty sure someone has done this already but. pov youre an unsealed stellaron thats causing problems

[stroadkill]

If Amtrak was as great as it used to be today I could be happy but not like this

Side note. Instead of "cog in the wheel" we should start saying "car on the highway". For funsies

[theactualsunshinechild]

I think Aventio and Screwtio shippers shouldn't fight. After all, Ratio has two hands!

That's right. Two hands.

One for his chalk.

One for his codex.

Both of which he's holding in an embarrassed death grip as they chat away with each other about him.

[i-am-mr-k]

It's so possible from so many places

@amtrak-official

[wachinyeya]

First High-Speed Rail Line in US Breaks Ground: Brightline Vegas to LA at 200 mph to Save Thousands in Emissions https://www.goodnewsnetwork.org/first-high-speed-rail-line-in-us-breaks-ground-on-the-brightline-vegas-to-la-at-200-mph-saving-thousands-in-emissions/

[thereisabearonmyceiling]

double date!

aka white haired generals and their chatty pink girlfriends