#solaris snippets

[solariswrites]

✂ Kenta/Kim - Day 8 PBS2 Prompt Event

Kenta was just about to take a bite of his second apricot while leaning against the counter while they were in the kitchen. He looked up to find Charlie staring at him curiously. His instincts were telling him to scowl at the enigma, but he’d promised Kim he’d continue to try to be more open with their pack.

“Now, please don’t take offense but…” Charlie started but then squawked as both Jeff and North jabbed his sides with their elbows.

“That’s like the worst way to start a conversation.” North sassed as Jeff nodded.

“And everything after but just discredits everything before.” Jeff added as Kenta snorted. Leave it to Jeff to be the most sensible. 

“What do you want to know?” Kenta gave Charlie some mercy as Charlie started to get flustered at being chided. 

“Well that’s the eighth apricot you’ve eaten in the past two days and like you have this um…glow?” Charlie struggled to get out especially as he was certain that Kenta was going to punch him now. His face was twisted into an incredulous look. 

[nobodieshero-main]

oveta being oveta

[solaris-amethyst]

As I'm getting closer to finishing my Yeosang one shot I can't help but wonder if any of my readers would want me to post a little teaser snippet from the one shot?🤔

[traumawhomst]

Solaris and Songbird

A snippet of a full version of this earlier post I made

(450 words)

Fae King and (GN) Child Reader

The Summer King was not always the most kind Fae, he could scarcely afford it. In his world kindness was weakness waiting to be paid back in kind. So when he heard a young voice pierce his quiet peace, he decided to use the as a lesson about his forest. It would an easy task, appear and play with them a bit, maybe turn them to a songbird since they seemed to love their voice. A punishment to neglectful parents about teaching your child to walk around the forest alone as if they owned it.

He had admit that the child did have a rather sweet voice for a human, and he thought of doing something more than just a simple songbird, maybe one that could also speak and mimic sounds. It would be amusing if nothing else.

The child was bent over in the dirt, singing some old folk song, hair loosely pulled back dirty and sweaty. Who knows when they last had a bath, the King scoffed internally. It only strengthened his resolve to turn them to a songbird. At least he knew how to care for his things.

He stepped into the forest clearing, the air around them both growing thick and wild, a smell of hot summer grass hung like a cloud. The King watched with a smile as the figure froze in place, smart child, to know when they were outmatched, no grand heroics or disrespect would save them now. The child lifted their face, and the King was oddly pleased, it was cleaner than their hair and he could that the child had spent most of their life facing towards the sun. Their eyes looked the same as a fawn caught in the sight line of a wolf, but their mouth was turned into a hesitant smile.

The smile caught him off guard, and before he could think too much on it, the child open their mouth and spoke

“Hello,” they said, their voice soft with a slight tremor but a distinct note of hope, “what’s your name?”

With those simple four words, the King knew that this was to be his third child. A neglected songbird, but with a quick wit and curiosity that spoke of greater things than their tiny village. He wanted to scoop them up, and tell of all the great things they would see and do. But this was not his first time bringing a child of his own. So he smiled as he knelt to be closer to the eye level with the child.

“You, songbird, may call me, Solaris, may I know what you to call you songbird?”

When the child’s face brightened, any hesitation or second doubts were gone, this child was his and he couldn’t wait to bring them home.

[sofa-king-lame]

Nothing for Christmas

Buck invites him to spend the whole day at Maddie’s, but Eddie is honest with him and says he just wants to be alone. Christmas is too much this year, and being around people getting to spend time with their kids would just make him feel worse.

Buck agrees a little too easily so really, Eddie shouldn’t be surprised when Buck shows up at eleven on Christmas morning. He lets himself in, arms laden with containers of food, and a six-pack carefully balanced between his head and his shoulder.

or

The one where Buck gets Eddie what he really wants for Christmas.

Relationship: Buck/Eddie

Word Count: 3,809

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[nights-nonsensical-ramblings]

just a short snippet for the @year-of-the-echidna prompt “memory”

The Master Emerald didn’t experience time like everyone else did, it could see the past, present and future both as if it was currently experiencing and as if they were distant memories.

It could see its two favourite Guardians sitting next to each other calmly playing with the chao even though such a moment never, and could never happen. Its previous Guardian had fallen to rage and had left this world for the next, and the emerald could feel the complicated emotions that would prevent its current Guardian from ever sitting calmly next to the other.

Knuckles, that was the name its guardian come to be known by. Bestowed on him by another just like his predecessor, Chaos. Both of them hadn’t had one at first, the Master Emerald simply pulsed chaos energy at them when it needed to call for them.

It had been a millennia ago, just a few centuries after his creation, that the Master Emerald began to see its guardian wilt. At first it didn’t understand, Chaos had also been around for centuries and they only broke when what they guarded looked forward.

And so it looked across time, looking both into the past, and many futures that could be. And upon seeing many futures of its guardian as a protector for generation after generation of the friends he would be making shortly after the islands next fall, it knew its answer.

Its guardian was lonely. And it would take a millennia and a few centuries for his friends to arrive.

It was his memories that brought him pain, he knew that he’d been through so many years of what was essentially the same day.

The Emerald knew what it had to do. It was capable of sharing it’s memories with its Guardian, but it was also capable of taking them away.

It wasn’t going to take them away forever, one day he’d know time like it did and a few centuries would feel like a few weeks do now, and he wouldn’t need to grieve too hard for any of his losses either, the Emerald felt like Chaos was still here, in a way, and he would feel the same about his friends.

One day he’d have it’s memories of a past so ancient only it, Solaris and the Gaias knew of it. The Emerald had wanted this for Chaos, but it had went oh so wrong. But it’d work for Knuckles, it’s make sure of it. Knuckles was its heir, and he would take on its duty, and as long as the Master Emerald used its memory of the future and took its actions carefully, he’d do perfectly.

But not yet. The Master Emerald took every memory that implied he was anything more than its guardian. He would not remember that age sickness nor injury would never fell him, he would not remember that it had begun his training to maintain the balance of chaos, he would not remember that it created him.

[matrixsss]

Dreaming of Love

For @tamlinweek day 7! (HOW IS IT THE LAST DAY ALREADY? HOW I DONT WIKE IT IT WENT BY SO DAMN FAST I CRI) This was first written during February while I was doing my 10 day writing challenge and it is based on a request I got that you can find here

I had a lot of fun writing this and its my longest oneshot to date (I was on fire yesterday okay idk what happened or how it happened). This is a Tamris smutty Regency AU one shot and I hope you guys like it as much as I liked writing it out!

Summary: Tamlin has always been a hopeless romantic, dreaming of a marriage that would be filled with love and compassion. Just like in his romance books that he kept hidden under his bed, away from the view of everyone. You could never be too careful in a home that is ruled by a tyrant father. Whenever he needed an escape from his life, living under this roof with a father that didn’t love him, he giggled his way to sleep, reading stories of true love. But the universe had another thing planned for him.

Read on AO3

Snippet below

Tamlin has always been a hopeless romantic, dreaming of a marriage that would be filled with love and compassion. Just like in his romance books that he kept hidden under his bed, away from the view of everyone. You could never be too careful in a home that is ruled by a tyrant father. Whenever he needed an escape from his life, living under this roof with a father that didn’t love him, he giggled his way to sleep, reading stories of true love.

You are to marry Eris Vanserra. His fathers’ words rang in his ears as he sat frozen on his bed, reeling from the suddenness of this. Spring court and Autumn court united through marriage. A union that Tamlin thought was sacred, reserved for love not necessity. The two families had always been at the forefront of Londons’ high society. Women and men dreamt of being married into one of the families. Yet Tamlin is to marry the man that everyone said is cruel and cold.

He didn’t want to marry Eris. His heart was beating erratically, his breathing turning into short pants and his eyes were tearing up as he slowly came to the realisation his life was not going to go the way he had hoped and dreamt of. But he had no power here, he couldn’t fight against the decision of his father. Suddenly a sense of pure hopelessness came over him and he began sobbing as quietly as he possibly could. The last thing he needed right now was the mocking laughter of his family.

His fate had been sealed with the utterance of the six words. He was never to have a marriage of love like he had hoped he would have. Tomorrow he is to meet the man everyone described as a snake. As sudden as his sense of hopelessness came a hint of a daydream, a light in the darkness of his predicament. Perhaps, this marriage would be one of love, just like in his favourite book. The pinkish cover of ‘Dreaming of love’ by Solaris, an author that was mainly known for his scandalous erotica, stared at him.

Londons’ high society tended to scrutinize anyone that would or has read Solaris’ works, so Tamlin had a servant that he trusted to fetch the book for him. It was a hidden affair, and it was quite an event that brought adrenaline rushing through Tamlins’ veins at the time. Perhaps his story would unfold just like Penelope and Helions’ story did from the book. Tamlin opened the book to read it again, it helped to calm him down.

The small crush that he had on the mentioned man rising back to the surface, something he had hidden away, locked it deep inside himself until he forgot about it. Tamlin remembered how he was instantly taken by Eris Vanserra when he first laid eyes upon him, those warm eyes were kind then as the oldest of the Vanserra brothers ruffled his and Luciens’ hair before walking off. Only to be swarmed by the ladies and their mamas looking for marriage.

Dividers by the talented @olenvasynyt

[hongjoongspoetry]

🗂️ wip tag game! 🗂️

Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Tag as many people as you have WIPs. People send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Thank you for the tag @everyonewooeverywhere! This was really fun to make 🤭

WIP list

Seonghwa

Secret pregnancy + Idol AU

Cherry Cola (spin off from Cold Hands, Warm Heart)

Hongjoong

A Love Written in Gold (Bridgerton AU, chapter 2).

Sweater Weather (Spin off from Cold Hands, Warm Heart)

Mingi

Cold Hands, Warm Heart (Hockey & Figure Skating AU, chapter 5)

Pirate AU oneshot (request)

San

Wolf Children inspired oneshot

Space exploration oneshot (request)

Some of these are more planned out (and written) than others, but I can't wait to share them with you 😭 Will they be out in 2025? Or 2026? Perhaps 2027? Stay and find out lmaooo

Tagging: @bvidzsoo @ennysbookstore @seongwars @yunniverse @yizhou-time @outlawinthisworld1117 @solaris-amethyst @desirehorizon @hwaslayer @kitten4sannie

[moonlight-frittata]

Thank you for the tag! I am curious about “Burn the witch” and I think I remember the song that it might be referencing 👀

From: Ask me about my WIP Titles

Thank you for the ask Quails! And yesss, the song reference for this one is Burn the Witch by PVRIS! Not a literal one to one, but def the vibes and some of the lyrics give major Diana when she's not fucking around anymore.

I don't have a lot written down on this one yet so idk if I have much to share via a direct snippet, but the outline and certain scenes live very vividly in my head (listening to that song and I reread The Crucible last fall for some inspo).

Also this one is actually going to be told from Lyra the Lunari's perspective! Kind of like a sideline reporter of the action. It takes place before the More to Burn story when Leona fights Diana for the first time in 10 years, so this is right when Diana returns to Targon.

The general premise is Lyra is living in hiding in a Solari village with her boyfriend from the Vaulted Road cinematic, working as a spy for the Lunari. The Solari Burning Ones have been growing more radical and taking center stage in public. Someone (cough cough Diana), has been nailing written documents, a la Martin Luther style thesis, all over town challenging the Solari doctrines and behavior, and so the Solari show up to find the culprit. They _say_ they have the person responsible in custody, and gather everyone in the center of the village for a public execution by fire that evening, but a dark hooded figure who approaches the pyre from the crowd might have more to say on the matter.

(I'm sure it's a very reasonable and civil conversation...)

Anyway! I'm hoping to get to this one after I finish the Sunforger's Holiday. I don't think it's going to be too long a fic, but there's a lot set in motion from it in my story universe. Thanks again!

[indignantlemur]

WIP NAME GAME

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it!

Didn't include all of them, as two were very spoilery for Emigre, but the rest were safe!

Star Trek (Emigre & Related): Emigre Hoarfrost Apricity The Dangers of Doing Nice Things for Important People The Mountain King Will Come to Carry You Away The Pink One Jog On Solaris III Sealskin Check Point Wrong Comm Rom-Com The Savagery of Relics To Stay Queen of the Night Star Trek (Emigre Mirror 'Verse): (M!Shral/M!Dagmar/M!Thoris) Distorted / Shattered Chromatic Fractals: The Bride Wore Blue Fractals: Venom-Tongue

Star Trek (The Stars Keep Watch & Related): (Va'Al Trask/OFC) The Stars Keep Watch Defying The Stars When The Stars Burn Out Elder Scrolls/Skyrim: (Dragonborn/Teldryn Sero) KAL-DAAN-YAH: This is My Legacy (This is Our Dynasty) KAL-DAAN-YAH: Adoption fics KAL-DAAN-YAH: Good Hunting KAL-DAAN-YAH: Sorrow's Bane KAL-DAAN-YAH: Your Mother Will Skin Us Alive KAL-DAAN-YAH: Stabby, If Kidnapped KAL-DAAN-YAH: One Last Time KAL-DAAN-YAH: What Remains

Tags: Anyone who'd like to participate! No pressure at all!

[solariswrites]

Your Heart Shaped Lock [Mini ✂️]

“I thought you were staying at headquarters?” Ai Di tilted chuckled as he felt Chen Yi wrap his arms around him from behind. He’d just finished drying off his face when the older man had entered the bathroom. He smelt of cigarettes and beer. Which meant that the meeting had gone good for them. 

“You’re here.” Chen Yi answered, nuzzling Ai Di’s nape. He liked the smell of vanilla and spices shampoo that Ai Di used.

[nobodieshero-main]

miednic trio being cosy

“Tell us again? How you and Halwyn met?”

Mika hummed, comfortably drunk on terrible wine. “I was an idiot.”

Kova grinned, curled up on her side with her head on his thigh. Oveta sat in the curve of her belly with her legs crossed, knees brushing Mika’s ribs and Kova’s knees. They were on a straw mattress on the floor, in an inn with nothing else around it for days, beneath a sky they couldn’t see but knew was full of more stars than they could count. 

It had a common area, where a bard had performed a set of songs that Kova and Oveta had danced to until their feet hurt, periodically stealing sips of wine from Mika’s cup that he pretended not to notice.

And now they were here, warm and quiet and happy. Oveta wanted to keep Mika like this, relaxed and safe not frowning.

“Middle of resting season,” he started, softly. “I was tracking an utter thorn of a woman–” Kova and Oveta met eyes as they mouthed along to the insult they’d heard a hundred times, sniggering when Mika swiped at them lazily. “–who’d already lost me in several towns before that. I made the mistake of assuming the rivers would be frozen solid and didn’t bother to check before following her over the ice.”

Kova poked him in the belly. “Idiot.”

He hummed in agreement, dropping his hand onto her head. “Barely made it halfway over before it cracked under my weight. Only good thing about it was it took her down to.”

Oveta smiled, helpless, as she tangled her fingers in the grey streaks of Mika’s hair. “And then you met Hally.”

His eyes closed. “And then I met Hally.”

Sometimes that was as far as he got, before he cut himself off and tied up the story with a quick ‘and then he pulled me out of the river.’

But tonight–

“Foolish man, I thought, diving in after me like that. Thought we were both goners, until I woke up on the riverbank wrapped in the softest blanket I’d ever touched…”

He pet Kova’s hair for a moment, dull nails scratching across her scalp in a way that turned her bones into honey. They let him sit in the memory, careful to keep quiet. Halwyn was something sacred, and they treasured what Mika shared of him.

“It was Hally’s sealskin. Grey but the warm kind, almost brown, and covered in these darker spots and then it was almost white along the edges. Most beautiful coat I’ve ever seen– fitting, for a man that gorgeous.”

Oveta shared a gleeful look with her sister. 

Mika sighed, besotted. “He was the most beautiful creature…eyes like the sea in a storm, so dark and round and– stars he’d been so angry. Said I was an idiot for not checking the ice first. And I just stared at him, like an idiot, because that was the first time in my whole life anyone had ever done anything to take care of me” which was always Oveta’s least favourite part of any story about Mika’s life before them. And then he laughed, a short guffaw that barely jostled Kova but still earned him a grumble.

“Didn’t know jack about selkies, though. Had no idea what it meant that he’d given me his pelt like that, and spent a year mooning over him. Thought I had no chance.”

me vs mika's devastating backstory

[tsunael]

Tag ppl you want to get to know better

LAST SONG: Blest Be The Moonlight - FFXV (damn who am I?)

CURRENTLY WATCHING PLAYING: Persona 3 Reload

THREE SHIPS: I was going to do regular ships but everyone's doing wolships. Weeeell.

🔷 Zidane / Garnet (FF9): It's the Casanova in love. It's the star-crossed lovers. It's the princess and the pauper. No matter how unreasonable or sad Garnet becomes during their journey Zidane is never cross with her-- or anyone for that matter. He's always uplifting, always teaching, always helping. When they're separated and he spends his days pining for her because he never realized what he had until it was gone?? Peak writing. 🔷 Akihiko / Mitsuru (Persona 3): It's the loyalty. It's the elemental symbolism (he's weak to ice, her element). He's the queen's guard dog. She gave him a reason to live. They're both social inept. They bicker like they've been married for 10 years. If they actually dated the miscommunications would be insane and I would love to watch them. 🔷 Tunasan: It's... also the Casanova in love. They're tank/healer. They're sun & moon. He's a cat that only comes around when he needs comfort. He's a pain in her ass. The belligerent sexual tension is off the charts and they can't even physically kiss. She comes from high-class society and he's the physical manifestation of all the values she hates most (adultery, drinking in excess, a smooth talker with no substance). But oooh he's so much more, isn't he? He's so kind and so vulnerable in their quiet moments. He trusts her with his life. He would die for her if given the chance. And he's devastatingly pretty when she finally stops to look. They'll never be together in an official capacity because (headcanon) dating within the Scions is frowned upon (they're co-workers) but that doesn't stop The Yearning from both sides-- the stolen moments-- the skulking about to avoid Y'shtola's ire (lmao). And when he realizes he truly fell for her? That it wasn't just a phase, or fling? Well, time to run.

FAVORITE COLOR: Ourple 💜

CURRENTLY CONSUMING: Coffee and cup noodle-- breakfast of champions.

FIRST SHIP: Kurogane and Tomoyo from Tsubasa lmao. My middle-school ass picking the rarepair het ship in The Yaoi Zone is still very funny to me.

PLACE OF BIRTH: NA

CURRENT LOCATION: Hell.

RELATIONSHIP STATUS: 3 years of dating a gremlin.

LAST MOVIE: Solaris? The 2003 remake? I think?

CURRENTLY WORKING ON: Commissions, a drabble for a photoset I took last night because nothing is simple for me, and still sitting on my 500 WIPs of Tsuna snippets from various points in her life 🙈

Tagged by: @myreia thank you 😭 Tagging: take it from me.

[sohnric]

❄️ & ☔️ for the ask game !! <3

❄️ Share a snippet from a WIP of your choosing.

tagging @from-izzy for the boxer hyunjae wip 👀👀 this concept is very fun for me so hopefully i manage to finish it one day and not make it super long like i always do 😭😭

☔ Is there a fic concept you have that you'd like to just explain and share because you're not sure you'll ever write it? If so, what is it?

I have a whole universe that is inspired by League of legends lore (the Solari and Lunari conflict, to be exact) and while I do plan on writing the first fic thats inspired by the Little mermaid also,, im not sure if ill ever actually write the whole conflict and war part of the universe AHAH 🙏

[kakushigo]

WIP Title Tag Game

Rules: Make a new post with the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! And then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

tagged by @lungache

(for the sake of transparency, I have omitted: One WIP I cannot publically talk about rn (part of a fandom challenge) & all 232 files labeled "untitled" "untitled file" or "name tbd", and anything that hasn't been worked on since April of this year. My WIPs collects corpses)

tag you're it: @synonemous

Under cut b/c it was still long af

After the War

Kidnapping Tag

Two Holmes Fans & An Ellery Queen Fanboy Solve a Murder

Random Scenes

In which there's one bed...twice

But he was dyslexic!

The Resort

The Outline

Just Dying, No Big Deal

Kudou Shinichi's Found Family was (mostly) Kidnapped

Death Doesn't want Detectives

Her Bones are Rotten

A Dying Heart Still Beats

Day 1: Moon

Day 2: Secrets/Lies/Beliefs

One Parted, Nevermore

Shinichi buys Kaito from Count D

To the Stars

All our gods are Dead & Gone

I always thought it'd be me

To Consume Holy Flesh

KID & the Kid

The KID & Hakuba

Case of the Shrunken Four

Kaishin Arranged Marriage

More 50 shades of Weilan

Renegade Vangard + Conduit Zhao Yunlan

love.exe

feral baby wei

Arthor!Yunlan

Thief Wei (part 1-4)

Stolen Minutes of a Life

Just this Once (Everyday for the Rest of Our Lives)

To Kill Death

Resource Scarcity

Mer May

A Warm Meal from the Hot

Weilan Star Trek Au

Looking for God: Serious Inquiries Only

The Eastern Gate

The Grave Things

CopLan/Librarian Shen Wei

Mandelorian AU

Haru's Letters to the Living

On the Edge of Nowhere

In a Mirror

My Children are Dead

Beloved Flesh Consumed

The Quiet of the Night

Blood & Roses

Thief Dongsik

No Justice for the Dead

Brainrot

Keeper of my Heart

Love in Handcuffs

Fourth time is the Charm

Once more, with Feeling

Consume me Whole

Library of Love

Haru Solaris

A Family Divided

To Death Do Us Part

[skylarkking]

Thinking about Solaris and how he stood up to Megatron.

writing blurb/fanfic snippet thing below cut (takes place during the Megatron's Rising episodes)

"No..." Solaris whispered in fear as his optics watched the battle between a now fully revived Megatron and the Autobots, the scent of freshly spilled oil and energon filling his senses to its peak. Solaris drew his blade and leapt out of his hiding place, a battle cry roaring from his voice box as his blade crashed against Megatron's side.

Megatron whipped around with a growl and grabbed Solaris by the neck, his powerful grip hoisting him off the ground and crushing several ventilation pipes and energon tubes. Solaris struggled in his grip, his limbs thrashing about in an effort to break free.

"So, you've betrayed me as well." Megatron growled before chucking Solaris into the ground with a loud crash, Solaris struggling to get up only to be pinned by the mech's pede.

"Solaris!" Optimus cried out in fear as he and the others watched the scene.

"You've been imprisoned by these Autobots so long," Megatron snarled as he dug the heel of his pede into the scars that decorated Solaris's back, the pressure of metal against circuits causing the younger bot to yelp out in agony. "That it seems you've forgotten where your loyalties lie."

"Let him go Megatron!" Optimus barked at the warlord.

"I'll deal with you in a moment." Megatron snarled at the Prime. "This however is a... family matter."

Megatron then proceeded to slam his arm cannon against the side of Solaris's helm before kicking his side. Solaris yelped as the kick launched his frame onto its back, giving him barely enough time to block a downward strike from his side.

Solaris let out a low growl and pushed up against Megatron's blade, forcing him to stumble backward just enough to give Solaris a chance to stand back up.

Solaris took on a defensive stance as the pair began to circle one another, Megatron's optics locking on Solaris's with a glint he knew far too well.

Megatron was the first to strike, his blades crashing against Solaris's with a spray of sparks. This instigated a gladiatorial style duel between sire and son, the clashing and slashing of metal on metal ringing like a raging war.

A war that Solaris would lose.

Megatron managed to gain the upper hand by stabbing Solaris in the shoulder and slashing at his leg, forcing the younger mech down to a kneel.

"You disappoint me Solaris." Megatron growled as he approached his wounded son. "You would throw away everything I've given you for these... pathetic Autobots."

"The only thing you've given me," Solaris snarled, his helm stiffly raising up to give the warlord a vicious glare. "Is pain."

"I did it to make you stronger." Megatron said. "Pain is what a Decepticon must experience. It is for your own good. I do not wish to hurt you Solaris." Megatron said. Something about those words ignited a fire inside of Solaris, a fire that would awaken the slumbering beast he so desperately tried to keep under control.

"Hurt me?" Solaris snapped, the beast inside awakening even further as he rose up from the kneel. The plating on his frame shuddered and his protoform began to rip, the cycanthropy sequence only just beginning. "Hurt me?!" Solaris could feel the fangs grow in his intake, the cracking and bending of metal filling the air with its horrific sound. "YOU WILL NEVER! HURT ME! AGAIN!" With these words Solaris lost all control, the cycanthropy taking over.