#solaris bus

[zeondraws]

thought to myself might aswell make a tumblr and post my chaotic bus stuff on this site. We will have many flavours of busses and me perhaps going mad over those vehicles because I adore them with all my heart and I also love shitposting about them.

There is so much one could do with these big bois I tell ya that, starting with my boi Milos here he has big goofy energy and has so many legs! He also has a pet roomba called Carl :3

Here is also a very poor attempt at drawing him sleeping in his room because yes, they need very big matresses to sleep on, makes me wonder how large the actual room has to be.

I also have an extra ref for his magnificent leggies, if you think about it those legs are over 2m long then he must be standing veeeery tall. Just imagine a bus with legs sprinting towards you what would you do?

I had also been spreading my bus chaos onto the Neytirix discord server and also sacrificed my son Milos to the almighty redesign machine. I was so amazed at what Neytirix had done with my boy, she’s an incredible artist and absolutely deserves all the attention she gets. I am excited to see what projects she makes in the upcoming future, I am happy to support her in any way possible.

For context the busses in my lore have centipede like armor which they use when battling their enemies, this way the invaders get overwhelmed by the sheer size of them and can’t take them down so easily. There is more lore but I still need to flesh it all out and might document it all on this blog for future reference too who knows. Might keep things fun for myself.

Look at himb, I love him so much

The bus is obviously based on a solaris trollino 24, I might be a little fan of those vehicle hihi

And with that I conclude my rambling about my son Milos and I shall continue on another day- so many precious busses exist out there I must draw them aaaaaal

[abacibate]

felt silly

[ppyotrovich]

Košice transit

[triplak-blog]

Solaris-Ganz trollino 18 trolleybuses in Rome Termini, in old and new livery. Italy's finest with some relation to Hungary. (electrics for these trolleybuses was made by Ganz-Transleketro)

[hermanwalraet]

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[skrrts]

the date at 11:17AM (oneshot)

✧ gn!reader x yunho ✧ continuation of this oneshot (also works as a standalone read) ✧ genre: non-idol, slice of life, crush, date ✧ word count: 1,3k ✧ warnings : food/eating

After the two of you finally spoke at the bus station, Yunho is taking you out on the promised date.

a/n: @solaris-amethyst asked to go on that date with yunho. he's a little nervous about it but i hope you like it 😉

You drove everyone crazy by being so indecisive about your outfit, but in the end, your friends all voted for the same one. It was lovely, the colors matched well with your hair, and it was inviting for the warm weather, but you feared it might be too every day? First dates were the hardest, especially with someone you knew so little about, but Yunho always seemed a little more comfortable and elegant whenever you saw him at the bus station.

You checked your phone again as you walked along the crossroad. Yunho wanted to meet you at 11:57 AM near the beach; it was a sweet detail considering how your bus always left at the same time twelve hours later. When you found the tall tree he indicated, you looked around but he was nowhere to be seen.

Should you call him? It was almost time, and you told yourself to wait. He wasn't the kind of guy to ditch someone; you just knew it. Ever since your first conversation a few days ago, Yunho had texted you frequently. The two of you talked about everything and nothing, which you enjoyed. Sometimes, he just asked what you were up to, then he shared how his coffee was a little too sweet or shared about his best friend preparing to move in with his university sweetheart. In exchange, you told him about your work, language school, and other small interests.

At 11:56 AM, a few seconds before the minute would change, he called you, and you answered within the blink of an eye.

“Hi there,” your voice was nervous, but the smile was obvious. Yunho’s voice was soft and sweet, maybe a little shy.

“Turn around,” he asked softly, and you did so without hesitation.

There he stood, bathed in sunlight and shadows cast by the tree, his phone to one ear while the other hand held a gift bag and a few wildflowers he likely picked up on his way. When you looked at him, he was smiling brightly and slowly slipped his phone into his pocket.

You did the same as you stepped closer to him, now wondering if maybe you should have brought a gift as well. A soft blush colored your cheeks as you approached him, Yunho’s eyes politely glancing over you.

He wore jeans and sneakers with an oversized white long-sleeve button-up that was open and complimented his tall figure well, the glasses hanging loosely on it. He was really attractive; it was a little challenging not to just stare.

“You look very pretty today,” he complimented, and before you could say something, he slowly held the flowers and gift bag up to you. “Just a small something,” he mumbled with a shy smile.

You accepted it with a small bow: “Thank you, this is really sweet.” Someone once told you instead of saying that you didn’t need gifts, to simply accept them and show excitement, as the other person put effort in and it was rude to tell them it was a waste of time.

“Can I open it now?” you asked, somewhat shy when Yunho chuckled and stepped to your side, offering to hold the flowers for you.

“Of course, it’s a little silly… Mingi said it would make a good gift, something about bringing good luck.”

You chuckled: “Your best friend, huh? Well, since you said he has been with his big love for years, he does sound like the expert.”

Your fingers carefully pulled something soft outside, and a moment later, you found yourself blinking.

This was the most adorable dog plushie you had ever seen, looking cutely at you with big eyes, and for some reason, it reminded you of Yunho.

“He’s so cute!!” you called out, a little too enthusiastically, and Yunho blushed, rubbing his free hand over the back of his neck.

“You think so? Ah, during my first year of university, we had this really creative guy who had to do a project of making plushies inspired by people, and he made this one of me. I had it for a while but I thought… you said you liked cute things,” he mumbled.

So this was something personal? Now it felt even more special, and you gave the plushie a soft hug before, without thinking, leaning up to press a kiss on Yunho’s cheek. “I love him, he’s the cutest. Thank you.”

Realizing what you just did, you noticed a hint of surprise on his face for a moment, but then his smile widened, and he seemed to relax.

“Glad you think so! I’m happy he gets a good new home. Ah, it’s time, shall we go? I booked a table at the beach restaurant there. They serve fantastic Greek meals.” Yunho offered his hand to you, and after carefully placing the plushie back in the bag, you took it.

Handholding on the first date hadn’t been on your expectation list. Really, you thought maybe you’d get a random cup of coffee, chat a little, and that would be it. Instead, right after you exchanged numbers, Yunho was eager to ask if you just maybe had more time.

Of course you did; this was far from anything you expected after spending weeks of carefully watching Yunho. If anything, this was much more like a fever dream, but you were up for every moment of it.

“You said you really wanted to visit Greece one day, right? You should. I actually managed to go there forever ago during a school trip. We went there for a week; it was a little too … school-focused but I enjoyed it.”

Yunho nodded: “Mhm, I see a lot of photos on social media, and just something about it makes me want to go.”

He gave his name to the waiter, who led the two of you to a table close to the water. The view was pretty, and as this was a more rocky part of the beach, not too many visitors disturbed the view. You both ordered the waiter’s recommendation. It was a little embarrassing, but you had a hard time drawing your gaze from Yunho. He was just such a positive figure, his smile never seemed to fade, and every word was sheer excitement, always sincere.

As the meal was served and the hours went on, the heat started to become a little intense, and Yunho offered to go for a small walk in the shadows.

“Before we go, let me get us some ice cream,” he offered and walked over to a stall, buying two before offering one to you.

While it was hot, neither of you seemed to mind holding hands; it almost felt familiar and far from a first date. You could feel his thumb gently brushing over your hand, and you almost dreaded the end. There was a small bench at the end of the beach before a small hill indicated the street on top.

“This is nice,” you sighed happily, carefully placing the bag on the bench so you could sit a little more comfortably. To your surprise, after a hint of hesitation, Yunho suddenly pulled you onto his lap.

You could see from Yunho’s face that all of this was new to him, but he seemed to try and be bold. The blush on your cheek was consistent now as you mumbled, trying to find words.

“Would it be okay if I kiss you?” he asked shyly, a bit silly after he pulled you so boldly onto his lap.

“I’d like that very much, Yunho.”

Yunho looked at you, brown eyes seemingly admiring your features before finally, his hand rested against your cheek, he leaned in, and your lips met in a shy yet curious kiss. There was no hesitation from your side; you gladly leaned in, your fingers finding their way into his hair.

For a moment, what felt like forever, the two of you kissed until you were out of breath. Yunho seemed truly happy, and you mirrored his smile.

“This was… perfect,” you admitted, and he gently kissed your forehead and pulled you into a hug. For as long as it took you to talk to him, now everything just felt natural and quick.

Yunho hummed happily as you slowly slipped back onto the bench and he curled his arm around your shoulder, allowing your head to rest against his so you could enjoy the view over the ocean.

“It really is.”

[ross-hollander]

Lesser Known Legends...

...of the Inner Sphere and Beyond: everyone knows their The Bounty Hunter and their Black Marauder, but some notables never seem to really find the fame they deserve. For instance...

"The Grinch", name unknown, attacked Christmas tree farms in a pine-green Hatchetman across the Commonwealth in the years following the Jihad; speculated to have been disgruntled with the omnipresent holiday season sales advertising. Never apprehended. The damage was estimated to have been in the tens of millions.

Willy Divou, the "Red Paper Clip Bandit". Started in a raggedy CattleMaster, broke into military bases ranging from the Capellan Confederation to the furthest reaches of the Combine, swapping for a new, better 'mech each time. Arrested and executed after being baited with a rumors of an 'experimental improved Atlas'.

Theodora Mirene, the "Brick Wall". A Civil War mercenary whose grotesquely modified Stalker avoided differing weapons restrictions and parts availability in the various systems she operated in by not having any. She butted and body-checked over twenty enemy 'mechs down over her career, before retiring from battle strain.

Toni Anathol, "The Solaris Menace". Active from 2904-6 as the only person to ever reach double digits (27, all told) for streaking in the 'mech arenas. Was captured when he twisted an ankle brutally mid-run, but fans demanded his release. His career was over after that, though he received the only official Solaris Medal of Spontaneity.

"The Possum Pilot", spotted across numerous battlefields but consistent in their tactics during the Andurien Crisis. Always piloted an Archer so dilapidated as to appear to be a wreck, then sprung up and fired on unsuspecting FWL troops. Killed when stepped on by a Zeus that took them for underfoot wreckage. Body was unidentifiable.

Susan Ravenwater, "The Party Bus", a Hell's Horses pilot active during STAMPEDE with a dicey strategy of ordering every Elemental in their Nova onto their 'mech, and moving as a flanker to drop twenty-five Elementals into the fight when the enemy was fighting what they assumed was elements of a standard Star.

"Big" Boots A. Tajag, a mercenary for the Dominion during their war against the Combine. A dedicated Trebuchet pilot who practiced the self-taught "art of 'mech-jitsu". Never scored a confirmed kill in the field: only ever knocked over or tripped enemy 'mechs. Died to a Locust whose reverse knee joints baffled his technique.

Jared Hada, the "Turtle of Terror". Piloted a massive, over-armored Rifleman which would drop into planetside docks and depots, firing on anyone trying to enter or leave until a ransom was paid for access to the supplies. This worked until a Lyran supply depot simply waited him out, breaking in and arresting him when he fell asleep during the standoff.

[atzfilm]

— 『 𝐖𝐎𝐍𝐃𝐄𝐑𝐖𝐀𝐋𝐋; 𝐨𝐭8 』 [teaser]

— 𝚠𝚘𝚗 • 𝚍𝚎𝚛 • 𝚠𝚊𝚕𝚕, adjective. having someone who serves as a pillar in your life, who offers a sturdy place to lean in times of trouble. somebody you find yourself thinking about constantly and are completely infatuated with.

❝humans were such strange creatures. wretched in their mere existence. none of the eight were ever truly interested in them until they found you. they just find it strange that despite their status and rank, you'd rather spend time with your lover. that isn't much of a problem, though. one they can fix with ease.❞

〘ʏᴀɴᴅᴇʀᴇ, ᴍʏᴛʜ, ꜱᴍᴜᴛ, ꜰᴀᴇʀɪᴇꜱ〙

— note: this is a yandere fic. sensitive topics such as manipulation, gaslighting, murder, and other topics involved with the genre. please heed the warnings and read this work of fiction while keeping this in mind.

FIC WARNINGS: murder, manipulation, blood, blood drinking, torture references, dark magic, kidnapping. this series is very dark, if you're uncomfortable with the subjects listed do not read. warnings will change but be listed in each chapter. there is no tag list for this series.

You hold your jacket above your head as you walk down the path. The feelings are too much for you to try and decipher right now. You were in a loving relationship that ended because Soobin disappeared, leaving just a note behind. Whatever feeling that's dwelling within you right now is not what you think. You're just heartbroken and lonely. And they're here. It's nothing more than that.

The rain spills over the sides of the jacket, splashing against your skin. You flinch when it enters your eyes, strands of your hair sticking to your face. Just a few more steps, a few more, and you'll be out of here. You won't have to see them again. You'd be free of faeries.

"Won't you let me take you home?" A shimmering cloud rises from the darkness. Wooyoung conjures up in front of you, arms crossed against his chest. You stop on the path, a sigh escaping your lips.

"The bus is fine."

"Waiting for it in the downpour? What if it's late?"

You maneuver around him, frowning, "Then I'll walk."

"You live ten kilometers from our home." His footsteps follow close behind you. "And it would be safer to be with us."

"I need to get in a workout, anyway."

"Is it because of that estranged boyfriend of yours?" He asks, appearing in front of you again. "Is that why you're hesitant to stay over? Worried you're committing adultery?"

"He left me," you say through your teeth. "He has no hold over me."

"Then why are you afraid of your emotions?" He tilts his head, pouting. "You care, and yet you run. Every day you come over here, you pretend to not care for us. Is that just something humans do? Run from the emotions they feel?"

"I don't have time for this –"

Wooyoung steps closer, your foot stumbling over the saturated grass. He catches you with ease, arm hooking around your torso, pulling you close to his chest. You hold your breath. His face is barely a breath away from you. Just as you're about to tell him you're fine, his grip tightens.

"How long will we have to wait?" His tone is soft. "For your shame of loving Unseelies to fade away?"

"I don't –"

He hums, shaking his head, "Ah ah. Don't you remember? I can't lie." He leans forward, lips hovering just over yours. "I hope we can stop playing pretend one day, my pretty solaris. I hope you can see how easily we shine together. Because I am very much drowning in my affection for you and desperately clawing for a reprieve that only your confession can grant. It is a bit pathetic," He steadies you, face pulling away from yours. The warmth of your body consumes you from his touch. If he notices it, he does not mention it. He bows.

"You better catch your bus, or else I'll truly have to keep you to myself," his lip lifts, gesturing in front of you. He dissipates into the night, your hurried steps running out the forest and onto the bus. There are very few others on it as it drives off, your eyes flicking out the window. For a moment, you think you see the shimmer of gold between the trees.

[aylacavebear]

The Traveler - Chapter 1

You're from a specific dimension, Solaris Eclipse. It was a dimension of magic. When your kind, the Eldrathiren, turned fifteen, your unique power would awaken within you. Most times, it was something small, levitation, teleportation, creation, elemental manipulation, and things like that. Once in a while, a fifteen-year-old would just disappear, and those were called Travelers. None of them had ever returned. Your parents had told you stories about them, and you hoped that wouldn't happen to you.

Please don't take my work. I'll post warnings for each chapter. Will probably be 18+ I haven't decided yet!

Word Count: 2549

Pairing Eventually Dean Winchester x OC Reader/You & Sam Winchester x OC Reader/You.

Warnings: Angst, Scary Situations, Separated From Family.

----------------------------------------- The Traveler - Chapter 1

It was currently your fifteenth birthday. This was the day you were supposed to find out how you fit into your village, and your powers would reveal themselves.

Everyone had something unique. Your mother could manipulate objects, changing them from one substance into something else. That one always intrigued you growing up, especially when she would take a berry and turn it into a desert for you. Your father could move objects through the air. Watching your mom direct him when she wanted to rearrange the furniture usually made you giggle, at least when you were younger.

Today, though, near the time of your birth, when the sun would reach three-quarters set, you were supposed to find out what your powers were. When the others in the village saw you, they wished you happy birthdays, and you’d return a smile to them. You’d chosen a simple outfit: pants, a shirt, and simple shoes since you’d be staying in the village. There was a light breeze as you headed to the edge of the village to sit on your favorite mushroom and watch the little Flutter bugs that enjoyed the pollen of the Bellflowers that grew along the trees.

The sun was between halfway and three-quarters set. You sat cross-legged on the top of that purple and blue mushroom, smiling to yourself and letting your mind wander. A light breeze blew through, rustling the flora and fauna gently. That, too, made you smile, but it quickly vanished as the scent of the breeze found its way to your nose. 

It was a foreign scent, and your face scrunched up in confusion. You couldn’t even place anything that it might smell like. Unfortunately, you wouldn’t find out for a long time, as that scent would find you for years to come. Your hands went to the top of the mushroom as you slid off it, looking around in the direction the breeze had come from. 

You knew the rules: don’t leave the village, especially on the day your powers were to awaken. This scent, though, caught your curiosity, so you walked further toward the slowly setting sun. You stopped at the boundary of your village. The smell came again, and you looked down at the ground. There were no markers that showed where the boundary was. You just knew as it was a feeling. Your eyes came back up, staring into the forest of trees, and you bit your lip nervously. The scent seemed to be beckoning you to find its source.

That was when it happened. You felt it more than anything. A warmth spread through you, and you closed your eyes, letting it flow through your entire body. You smiled a little. Your parents described what it should feel like when your powers came to you. A warming sensation that would be gentle as it spread through you. That was how it would start, then a tingling along your nerves, which had also begun. It almost tickled in places, making you smile as you wiggled your fingers. A giggle left your lips as the tingle danced down your ribs.

When you opened your eyes, the sun was at three-quarters, shining through the treetops as the leaves danced playfully in the light breeze when the scent hit you again. You wanted to know what that scent was and where it was coming from, but you knew better. Your ears twitched as the sounds of the forest became clearer, and you could hear things that were much further away than you could hear before. You knew where the stream was, but now, you could hear how water flowed around the rocks. All your senses seemed heightened, as that scent almost burned your nose. 

You looked behind you, back toward the village, and sighed before turning back around. I have to know. With that thought, you stepped forward, and that was when everything changed around you. The forest was gone, and the beautiful bright blue sky was gone. 

The scene around you was foreign. Dead-looking grass almost a foot tall was all around you for quite a way. There were what looked like trees in the distance, but of nothing you’d ever seen before. The leaves, if you could call them that, looked to be the darkest green you’d ever seen. The sky was full of clouds, darkening the landscape making everything look dull, and the air had a chill to it. 

Where am I?

The smells were strange but also familiar: dirt, animals, flora, and then there was another scent you weren’t familiar with but would soon find out about. For a moment, you shivered, then rubbed the exposed skin of your arms with your hands before a warm cover-up appeared over you. 

Mom’s gonna kill me. With that thought, you began walking toward what you hoped was the opposite direction of the setting sun. It was hard to tell where it was with the cloud cover in the sky. Your ears twitched at all the sounds in the distance. An animal howled in the distance behind you before several others joined in. In a way, it sounded beautiful to you, almost like they were singing. A smile played along your lips as you continued walking toward the treeline.

Halfway there, you heard something roar, and it sounded rather large. There were large creatures outside the forest where your village was, but you’d never seen any of them. You picked up your pace, not wanting to find out. The closer you got to the trees, the more your heart pounded, feeling the vibrations in the ground of the thing walking. At least you remembered to put your small hand blade on your pant loop that morning, but as big as this thing sounded, you knew it wouldn’t be enough.

Out of breath, heart pounding, ears twitching with the sounds around you, you hid behind one of the trees for a moment. These trees felt so odd and looked just as weird. The branches had grown in all sorts of directions, almost making them look like tortured creatures. The bark was smooth to the touch, and a strange shade of grey. Some were massive, the trunks too large for you to put your arms around. You leaned against the trunk of one of those, attempting to calm your breathing.

The roar came again, and this time, it was much closer. Your ears flattened backward. The sound almost hurt, and you covered your ears with your hands. You gingerly glanced around the trunk of the tree, feeling the vibration in the ground, even though your shoes. All you could see was what looked like a foot, a giant foot. It was something you’d never seen before.

The skin looked smooth, in dark colors, almost scaly. It somewhat reminded you of the little Ticors that roamed in small packs just outside your village. Although they were harmless, only eating bugs. They, too, walked on two legs and were only about a foot tall, and they made the cutest chirping sounds. Your mother had told you no when you asked about having one as a pet when you were seven.

The thing just outside the forest, though, was massive. Judging by the size of its foot, it could probably swallow you whole. You felt its breath come from above, through the foliage of the trees, slowly raising your gaze. You couldn’t see it, thank goodness, but it was close enough that you felt the warmth of its breath. Your mind quickly began going through your options, the only viable one, going deeper into the strange forest. For now, though, you didn’t move, not wanting to alert it to your location.

You mentally told yourself to take slow, deep breaths, although your entire body felt tense. Your heart was pounding in your chest, and you could barely take a breath. After what felt like an hour, the creature finally began moving away. You let out a sigh of relief, relaxing against the trunk of the tree and closing your eyes for a moment. The feeling of being afraid was new for you, as you’d never left your village without an adult, or several, due to the dangers of what lay beyond the boundary of it. 

A half hour or so later, you looked around, listening carefully. Sounds had returned to the forest, as it had gone silent when the creature had approached. So far, nothing sounded scary, and you needed to try to get home, knowing how much trouble you would be when your parents saw you. With new determination, you pushed off the tree and headed deeper into the forest. It was opposite the setting sun, which you still couldn’t make out behind the cloud cover, not completely anyway. 

The more you walked, the stranger the place got. The bugs were odd, the flying things were bizarre, and the things that crawled around on the ground were odd. No one from your village had ever spoken of anything like what you had been seeing or hearing.

Your ears twitched, hearing something about half your size, which had been following you for the better part of the last hour. It hadn’t made a move and wasn’t hunting you, or it would have made its move already.

“As long as you don’t hurt me, I won’t hurt you,” you sighed, your shoulders slumping slightly as you turned around.

Whatever it was, it was behind a nearby tree. You noticed how it peaked around the tree at you, and its appearance caught you off guard. Well, everything about this place caught you off guard. It was half your height, although it was covered in a layer of short greyish fur. It had small rounded ears, wide eyes, hands that looked like paws, and whiskers on its cheeks. You weren’t quite sure what to even think.

It gingerly approached you but stayed a few feet back, like it was scared of you. Then, it pulled a small pouch off a thin rope that had been slung over its shoulder. What really threw you off was that it wasn’t wearing any clothes, and you could clearly tell that it was male. He set the pouch on the ground and opened it, then looked at you, moving his hand to his mouth. You tilted your head, unsure of what he was trying to convey for a moment.

“Oh, is that food?” you asked him.

He looked at you, completely puzzled, as if he didn’t understand you at all, and then made the hand motion again as if he thought you should just understand and that it was common sense. You sat cross-legged on the ground and looked down at the objects. They looked like berries of some sort, and somehow, you knew they weren’t poisonous. You bit your bottom lip, a little nervously before picking one up and putting it in your mouth.

It was like nothing you’d ever tasted before, but it wasn’t horrible, although it wasn't a flavor you’d relish eating on a regular basis either. He watched you and then made a sound, which you had no idea what it was supposed to mean. That’s when you realized that the two of you spoke different languages.

Great. If he can’t understand me, then how the hell am I supposed to get home?

You gave him a friendly smile, but he moved away from you, and you sighed, looking back down at the berry things. He crouched down, watching you, almost like a curious yet warry animal, like you might hurt him. You weren’t quite sure how to even thank him or reassure him. You ate a few more of the berries, glancing up at him, noticing that he had gotten a little closer this time.

He grunted at you and pointed at your mouth, and you looked at him, utterly confused again. He opened his mouth, pointed to his teeth, then pointed at your mouth.

“You want to see my teeth?” you asked him, and now it was his turn to look at you puzzled.

You sighed, and he made the motion again. You parted your lips so he could see your teeth without knowing what the big deal was. He jumped back at least a foot, and you frowned at him.

“I’m not going to hurt you,” you sighed, “Why do my teeth scare you?”

Again, he looked at you puzzled but crept closer; now, he was just on the other side of the pouch of berries, looking at you utterly curiously. Now that you were actually looking at him closer, you noticed he didn't have sharp canines. That’s when you realized that you probably looked like a predator to him. 

This time, you let him get closer and gently move your lip so he could see your canine. He was probably more scared of you than you could ever be of him. You stayed still, just watching him. He almost seemed like a kid, but you knew he had to be older than that. What parent would let their child out in this forest with that huge monster roaming around, right? 

Once he had satisfied his curiosity with your canine, he backed up to the other side of the pouch of berry things before he cocked his head and just watched you. You gave him a friendly smile and continued eating the berry things. By now, you’d had about a handful and at least felt a little better.

“Thank you,” you told him softly. Although, he just tilted his head at you, still not understanding.

You sighed and wrapped the pouch back up, then handed it to him before standing up and looking around again. He stood up as well, still just watching you as you handed the pouch back to him. He took it, but looked at you confused.

“I have to figure out how to get home,” you explained, even though you knew he wouldn’t understand.

He pushed the pouch back toward you, refusing to take it, making you sigh. You didn’t want to take his food. He seemed to understand your apprehension and showed you two more pouches slung over his shoulder, again pushing the pouch you held toward you. You gave him a soft, friendly smile and held onto it. 

“Thanks.”

What else could you say? He didn’t understand you anyway. You turned to continue walking in the direction you’d been going before you’d stopped. It had been hours as it was, but it was like the amount of daytime hadn’t changed any. You weren’t sure why it felt like that, though. It should have gotten darker. Night should have fallen already.

That scent came again on a gentle breeze, making you scrunch up your nose. It was stronger now, and you weren’t sure if it was because your senses were heightened or if it was closer. You quickened your pace. The male creature that had shared berries with you wasn’t following you anymore. You were partially thankful for that but also wondered why. 

Perhaps he has to go home to his family. Mom and Dad are gonna tan my hide for being out so long.

Just as you moved through another set of trees, following the scent, everything around you changed.

----------------------------------------- Chapter 2 - Earth, 1997 Pt. 1

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[the-valiant-valkyrie]

i think the worst part for me about the entire death engine debacle is that i like to think they used to be friends. solaris and anna.

i like to think they're both pretty rough around the edges until you really get to know them... that they both keep to themselves and do their work- and take great pride in the work that they do... i don't think their fields intersected very often for the two of them to be considered close. but i think they appreciated each other's company.

neither of them put zoraxis- or zor- above themself. even though solaris was beneath anna in regards to official ranking, that never mattered to either of them. they held themselves with enough self respect not to let others step all over them... and if they were going to be the only two employees not to relent to zor's power hungry behavior, then at least they could confide in each other.

i think solaris knew that anna wanted to leave... but i don't know if she would suspect that anna would ever actually try. she's an indispensable asset. she has a seat at zor's head table... they would notice in an instant. they would come after her if she left. they would kill her just to make a statement.

she figured anna knew that.

i can't help but wonder when solaris actually figured it out... when she connected the dots between anna's disappearance and the agency getting critical information on a project kept completely secret. did zor tell her while she was still in orbit? or- god forbid- did she need to learn post the death engine? in the hospital?

since first class and seat of power seem to be set relatively close to each other- and since solaris is canonically in space during seat of power- who's to say she even knew that anna was ‘dead’ until she woke up post atmospheric reentry.

what a fucked up thing to wrap your head around... that your friend is the reason you almost died. that she threw you under the bus to save herself...

and that it didn't even fucking work.

she could have killed the both of them, for nothing... and even though solaris is alive- thank god- she has to live with the fallout.

[zeondraws]

I forgot to post art

have some

Edwin and Plock being dinguses

Chibi Denis uwu

And this is just me with how I deal with my sadness at times. Busses make me happy, they give me a smile to my face

I have a big emotional connection to this topic, hence why I often feel frustrated when I notice how busses aren't being noticed.

There are reasons as to why that is tho, which I wanna change

but I have to work on my mental health firstly

[nightflower-stuff]

Supa strikas Fanfiction/Text no. 1:

Food for Thought (Season 7, episode 11):

* During the Super League gala ceremony. They're congrats Miko Chen & Riano for helping their other rivals. Shakes & Skarra are doing something worst acting if they're enemies each other as well. Skarra is the only one who throw the food at Shakes. He hear his name & all of them congrats to Shakes. He throws the burger while Skarra got almost hitting then he hits it at Uber. These two must be started. 🙂👍*

Uber: Iron Tank... *Stops then he pushed the table*

* The super League players are starting the battle of the food fights. Klaus got allergy to turkey while Dooma puts on Klaus' head. After the food fight. Others are complaining. Skarra & Shakes are their faults doing them. Some of them are from the Super League headquarters for taking these two. Tiger sees Miko mess himself with Nakama team.*

Tiger: *run* Miko!

Miko: Twisting Tiger?

Tiger: That's me. 😁

Miko: Huh, You got a mess.

Tiger: Yeah, Doing food fight. It's just Shakes & Skarra started it. That's their fault (⁠ー⁠_⁠ー⁠゛⁠).

Miko: I know, they're enemies each other.

*These two boys saw Inyo holds her umbrella was a mess, except her outfit cannot be mess. As she's protect herself from the food fight.*

Miko: Inyo! Over here! *Wave his hand*

Inyo: *arrived* It's good to see you, two...

Tiger: You remember us right now 😊.

Inyo: You should wash your clothes & take a bath. Both of them are mess...

Miko: *chuckle* Don't worry, We've got this. Your umbrella also mess, too.

Inyo: Nah, I'll tried to wipe it very clean.

Tiger: That's unfair. (⁠•⁠‿⁠•⁠)

Miko: What about your team?

Inyo: They have mess, like you.

Tiger & Miko: (⁠•⁠ ⁠▽⁠ ⁠•⁠;⁠).

Udi Pass: Inyo, Who's talking to you? *Walk & sees Miko Chen & Twisting Tiger* It's really you guys.

Tiger: That's us. 😁

Miko: We have a mess suits, especially you, Udi.

Udi Pass: Ignore that. Those two against each other. 😐

Inyo: I saw them.

Miko: Tiger & I sees them. Throw the burger, sandwich & etc... Other Super League players are starts them against.

Udi Pass: I see you helps Supa strikas goalkeeper, Big Bo. Congratulations, Miko.

Inyo: Congrats, my friend.

Miko: *little bit blushed & embarrassed* Thank you. (⁠◠⁠‿⁠・⁠)⁠—⁠☆

Tiger: Okay, we saw him. Even Riano & Shakes.

Inyo: Tell me, where are they taken these two?

Udi Pass: To the Super League headquarters. For their behaviors.

Miko: Welp, they're punish....

Udi Pass: I better go. It's midnight. I shouldn't sleep well.

Inyo: Me too.

Udi Pass: See you at next match. We will meet again soon. *walk away*

Inyo: So do, see you, my friends *walk away*

Tiger & Miko: Bye, Inyo!

Miko: Are you & Supa strikas are having practice at your training tomorrow?

Tiger: Yes, For against Invincible United at 4 days in the match. The 3 days are for practicing, except Shakes, even Skarra, Too. How about you?

Miko: I need a rest. I'm very tired of training by Ura Giri. (⁠-⁠_⁠-⁠;⁠)⁠・⁠・⁠・

Tiger: That's okay 😄. He's immature 😒.

Miko: You're right 😊.

North Shaw: Twisting Tiger! We need to go, now! The training will be tomorrow by announcing of Coach! Let's go! Don't waist of time! *Walk*

Tiger: I'm gonna go. We could meet again 😁.

Miko: *proudly* Of course. See you at the match. I'll rest myself. Bye, Tiger! *Walk away*

Tiger: Bye, Miko. *Walk away*

*Miko & Tiger are walking away from each other. Miko went back to the hotel then he should be rest on his room. Tiger & North Shaw with the players of Supa strikas get inside the bus since they're both separately places while they should start training tomorrow, except Shakes. Shakes & Skarra are in the Super League headquarters in the privacy*

• Requested/Suggestions by: @sahara-solaris-solace

• Bonus + A/N:

I forget to doing the headcanon TwT because I've got busy on social medias for I posted my arts when I'm tired 🥲♥️.

Anyways, Enjoy them 👋❣️

More Lists of the texts & posts:

[triplak-blog]

Solaris-Skoda Trollino 18 Gen 4 - 9149 VanHool NewAG300 - MUU-902 Budapest, Népliget 2023.07.07. Fun Fact: Trolleybus line 83 was recently extended to Népliget, but line 75 was also used to come here (with wires installed, as older GVM Ikarus and ZIU vehicles didn't had long lasting batteries) which was shortened back to Stadionok (now Puskás Ferenc stadion) in 2000.

[trainsinanime]

John Wick 4: Good movie. Great movie if you liked 1-3. Have more thoughts about it but that's for tomorrow. For now:

That's not a Japanese subway train, that's a PATH train, the independent subway-like system that runs from New Jersey to New York, with some stickers on it. John Wick 1 also had scenes shot on the PATH, including quite possibly some in the same station.

The French metro train is an MF 67, the oldest still in regular use on the network. The station they shot in, Porte des Lilas (as seen from the signs on the walls), is the general movie shooting station in Paris, but you can run normal trains through it, due to… honestly I don't have time to go into the 3bis and 7bis today, ask me again tomorrow.

The bus at the Arc de Triomphe is a Mercedes Benz Citaro (second generation), and yes, I'm fairly certain it's just the same one going around in circles. However, in at least one shot, there's a Solaris Urbino instead. In the scene where John gets almost run over by the bus, I think they switch from the Citaro to the Urbino between shots in the same scene, but I'm not 100% certain about that.

I don't think Paris has that kind of underground sewer but I'm definitely going to set a Miraculous Ladybug fanfic there now. Honestly the whole John Wick world would be a glorious and hilarious setting for an ML fanfic.

John could have saved so much trouble if he had just taken the damn funicular up Montmartre

The depiction of Japan and France in this movie is highly stereotypical (Japan arguably even more so). Berlin, however, is 100% accurate, that's exactly how the people there act.

[skrrts]

who said we can't be sad & silly? (one-shot) ;

✧ reader x seonghwa ✧ genre: nonidol, slice of life, fluff, pre est., cheer up ✧ word count: 1,5k ✧ warnings: small mention of feeling insecure & disappointed

another failed job interview and while you can't hide your disappointment, seonghwa decides to surprise you with a lego build and the two of you act just a little silly to cheer you up

a/n: something silly and short for @solaris-amethyst because interviewing for a job is always so challenging 🥺 ; all fluff just two adults being silly

The bus was fifteen minutes late, and you felt like you’d hit rock bottom. The dirty sky, the clouds promising rain when you didn't have an umbrella, and two boys whispering to each other because you stood there all dressed up, waiting for public transport, it made you feel out of place even more.

You really just preferred to get one of those copy-paste messages that didn’t bother with your name or got it wrong.

“We are sorry to inform you that we decided to go with another applicant…”

By now, you knew the headline meant another rejection because winners got phone calls, not quick, impersonal messages sent to those who wasted time applying for jobs they didn’t even want but needed, bills needed to be paid. Many companies didn’t even bother with that anymore.

You dreaded job interviews, not because you had to dress up and pretend to be your best self for an hour, but because of the growing hopeful feeling that this would be the one, only to have them realize you weren’t right after you got comfortable. You noticed the small indicators: how the job description changed, the friendly tone becoming rushed, and them looking over your resume repeatedly instead of talking to you, asking unnecessary questions already answered in your application just to get the time and excuse themselves.

Today was one of those days. The hiring manager didn’t consider that the department head only wanted someone with years of experience, which you didn’t have because nobody was willing to give you a chance to prove yourself.

text to hwa♡: i finally understand those angry people on TikTok we keep joking about text to hwa♡: we should start charging HR for every minute they waste, like a stupid amount of money text to hwa♡: for them, applicants are just an extra coffee break, but what about our time?

You hated to whine to your boyfriend, but he was the only one who didn’t judge. It was hard to explain to your parents, who had held the same jobs for longer than you’d been alive, how tough the job market was now. All they saw were reports about empty positions nobody wanted. 'How hard could it be?'

Raindrops finally started to fall, but at least your bus arrived, and you got a window seat. You looked at your phone, but there was no message from Seonghwa. Of course, he was likely on his way home too. You were glad he enjoyed his job at the daycare so much and that the kids loved him. How couldn’t they?

It was thanks to your four-year-old niece that you met this wonderful man. When your brother was late from work and you, still a student with free time, helped out, Seonghwa was the teacher who stayed late to wait with your niece until she was picked up.

It was the third time when you came that Seonghwa finally asked for your number, then you had coffee, and the rest was sweet history. It was more tempting to think about that memory than the job interview.

The way home wasn’t too bad, but you wondered if you looked as pitiful as you felt when you kicked off your shoes and dropped your coat and bag by the door without bothering to put them away.

“What a... argh!”

“Hey, no cursing!”

You jumped when a voice answered you. Seonghwa’s face appeared, leaning back. He was serious about the no-cursing rule, trying to get his five-year-olds to stop cursing because they picked it up from their parents. He also stuck with that rule at home.

“Hwa!” You kept forgetting you gave him a key for your ten-month dating anniversary a few weeks ago.

His face softened. “I’m sorry. It’s a habit!” His words hinted he felt bad, and you hurried to shake your head.

“No, no! It’s okay! I was just startled. What are you doing here? I thought you had the closing shift at the daycare today.”

Seonghwa mumbled, obviously hiding something. “Oh yes! I mean, I was supposed to, but someone asked if I could switch with them, doing opening hours instead.”

As you came closer, he stood up quickly, trying to hide something.

“Well, it was good timing! We can spend time together. I took the day off tomorrow, so we can stay up late, watch the third season of Bridgerton, and sleep in. I’ll bring you breakfast in bed, and we can do some home wellness. I still have that set Yeosang gifted me for my birthday.”

God, how was he so sweet?

Hwa was rambling, sincere but clearly trying to buy time. There was a hint of guilt, knowing he likely took the day off because of you. He always worried when you were sad and hated leaving you alone.

“I’d like that, sounds nice. I actually bought some ice cream when the weather announced it would get hot this weekend. Perfect for a lazy evening on the couch.”

Seonghwa walked towards you as you tried to see what he was hiding. Before you knew it, you were in his embrace. Without hesitation, you wrapped your arms around him and sighed, your face against his shoulder.

It wasn’t like you were about to cry, but being held like that helped more than any optimistic message from well-meaning friends who didn’t understand constant rejection. They all got the job of their dreams so quickly, unlike you.

“Don’t be too hard on yourself. It’s not easy, but it’s on them if they couldn’t properly advertise their offer and put someone clueless on the job. What does that say about the company?”

Seonghwa leaned back, cupping your face, and looked at you with love and adoration. You never knew how he did it, being so gentle and patient, never losing faith. There had been moments when you saw it crumble, but in a relationship, both sides needed to show it, knowing the other would be there to pick it up. He could count on you always.

“I really thought this time might be it because they invited me within two days and didn’t let me wait a month like the previous one…”

“I know, and there are no words to make it feel better, but I have an idea how to cheer you up a little.”

The small grin on Seonghwa’s lips was too cute, like he was proud of his idea and likely put in a lot of effort.

“Is that so? Should I be worried or excited?” you chuckled.

He waved, pressing a quick kiss on your lips as he took your hands and led you to the living room to show you what he was hiding.

“I think you’ll appreciate it.”

He led you to the circular carpet in the middle of your small living room.

There, with great love for detail, Seonghwa had built a small office room out of Legos. From shelves to a desk with a computer and an extra table where two figures sat, nothing was missing. One figure was a cute orange cat, likely meant to be you, and the other was an angry-looking Lego figure with fangs, probably added with a marker.

Seonghwa smiled as you couldn’t hold back a soft laugh.

“Is this the evil interviewer?” you asked, picking up the figure.

Seonghwa took the cat, wiggling it cutely. It must be one of his Animal Crossing figures. You knew how much he loved and took care of his collection, so bringing one here meant a lot.

“Exactly! Look how he’s naturally evil! His job is to disappoint others! He just calls them in to say, ‘Oh, you really thought you’d get this job?’” His voice deepened as he voiced the Lego figure.

“That’s so mean! What do they do about it?”

Seonghwa chuckled and pulled out a small pink bunny, giving you the other. “Well, the cat has this cute friend who’s always there for them! Together, they tear down the office, so the evil guy also loses his job and feels really bad about it!”

The bunny figure kicked off the little laptop on the table and made a victorious sound.

“Just like that! What can he do about it? Nothing, because these two are the best team! You should try it! Very freeing, no holding back, tear it down.”

You looked at Seonghwa, who was all in his element. The time and effort he put in made your heart swell with appreciation.

“Okay!” You winked and had the cat hit the little chair until it fell over.

“Just like that!” he cheered. “Let it all out, the anger and frustration. Lego man deserves it!”

The two of you acted like kids on the beach, tearing down a sandcastle you’d built for hours just for that very purpose. When only blocks remained, Seonghwa pulled you onto his lap and sighed.

“How are you feeling, love?”

There was still concern in his eyes, but you shook your head.

“Better, a lot. Thanks to you. Did I ever tell you how amazing it is to date someone working in daycare who lets me be so silly?”

You could see he was a little flustered by the compliments.

“Ah, it’s nothing! I just don’t want you to feel sad. It’s not easy, but I’m here with you, always. It’s also safer than angry TikTok videos, though I see the temptation.”

Your head rested against his shoulder, and you looked at each other, but then your thoughts took over, being silly.

“I feel like those angry Lego videos could be a viral hit too, don’t you think?” you joked, then blinked.

“Should I set it up again?”

Seonghwa smirked.

“Just watch! Cat and Bunny will avenge all those poor applicants who faced evil recruiters online! It will be a hit!”

[siyahbayrakolmusuz]

Birden delireceğim biliyorum.

Her şey birden olacak, biliyorum, sen de biliyorsun Solaris. Belki kucağımda bir çocuk varken, belki evlilik yıl dönümümde, belki annemin koynunda uyurken, belki bir mezar taşının başında, belki de İstanbul yolunda. Biliyorum Solaris, biliyorsun. Uzun zaman sonra kendi benliğimde yazıyorum birşeyleri bak? Cidden delirmeye yakınlaştık galiba. Ne senim şu an, ne de Ash'im, ne Ai'im şu an, ne de Aoi, benim şu an. Ben. Diğer kişiliklerim ve arkadaşlarım susmuş bak, Ash olsaydı yazardı yaşamakla ilgili birşeyler, Solaris iğrenclikten vazgeçmez, Aoi ağlardı sadece, Ai hâla aşk şiirleri yazardı, diğerleri napardı bilmiyorum. Uzun zamansır konuşmuyorum sizinle, ama Ren öpemedi prensesi, buna izin vermiyorum. Aşka olan kinimden midir? Ben hala 17 martta değil miyim sanki, kötülüklerde, çok kızıyordur bana. Nefret ediyordur, Varis de hâla o çocuk kitabının içinde mesela, kırmızı ışıklı odadan cıkamıyor, ona da izin vermiyorum. Neden yapıyorum ki bunu? Gerçekten deliriyorum belki de. Bir insanın çocukluk arkadaşlarının ve anılarımın gercek olmaması, delirtiyor onu. Normal değil mi bu Solaris'im? Onlarla konuşmak istemiyorum, sevmiyorlar beni. Bilirsin her birinin hikayesinin kalemi benim, her birinin acılarıyım ben. Peki sen? Neden seviyorsun beni? Tüm yükü sana bıraktım Solaris. Kaçtım, hala o karanlık odadayım. Ama hala daha yanımdasın, hak ediyor muyum bunu? Yoksa beynim ben istemeden bir son mu yazdı bize?