#solaris tag

[nomoreluckystarz]

Lesbian android couple 💓🌈

[marchingbandtshirt]

Finally finished this art of my OCs for the interactive fiction game Throne of Ashes (you should check it out, it's pretty neat)

In order we have: "area woman at the end of her fucking rope," "god's favorite chew toy," "bearer of the curse²," "attack dog-coded living weapon," and "debonair rapscallion"

[krafterwrites]

Solaris And Eagles

Recently I've been thinking about how all the eagle imagery in 06 relates to Solaris, because I've found it to be deeper than I first thought. It's a reasonable assumption that all of the eagle stuff is simply a representation of Solaris' final form, since the crest of Soleanna does resemble it

However, if more obscure details are taken into account, it could be theorized that it's actually the other way around; Solaris' final form is based on the crest. Let's start by talking about something from 06 that involves actual eagles: these statues. These eagle statues only show up during End Of The World, and touching them resets the unraveling of reality, temporarily closing the eyes of Solaris. These statues, despite seemingly being based on Solaris due to his depiction as an eagle, directly work against him

This leads me to believe that eagles are a symbol of good, and the reason Solaris is commonly depicted as one despite his evil is due to the misinterpretation of him by Soleanna's people. This dialogue seems to imply that Solaris begun being worshipped after saving the town from a massive fire, but since we know that Solaris is a fire god with malevolent tendencies, it can also be interpreted that he started the fire that he saved the city from. This would mean that both the fire (the force of evil) and the eagle (the force of good) were him, but the people only recognized him as the latter. This is why he's always depicted as an eagle. At least, he always is in modern Soleanna

In Dusty Desert, Solaris is not depicted as an eagle. He is instead consistently depicted as a Griffon, a being with the head of an eagle but the body of a different animal. This is accurate to Solaris' first form, which has an eagle shaped head but otherwise does not resemble the bird. However, it also fits as an analogy for Solaris and his involvement in the aforementioned legend. Like a Griffon, Solaris has the head of an animal that symbolizes good, but he is not actually one

So, how does this all return to the original thesis? After all, even though Solaris isn't actually an eagle, his final form does still resemble the one seen on the crest and in stained glass from Kingdom Valley. However, there is one important part missing: the eagle's head

The darker grey parts of Solaris are light shells, which seem to not truly be a part of Solaris' body like the lighter parts are, since they're capable of being broken off. The "head" that Solaris has in his first phase, the only part of him that looks like an eagle, is one of these light shells. The first phase ends with it being broken, causing him to no longer have any resemblance to the way that he's depicted by the people who worship him. As a response he shifts his entire body to resemble this depiction, but without the head, its still an imperfect imitation

If you read all the way through this, thank you! I had a really good time writing this. Also shoutout to @sonic-the-hedgehog-2006, I probably wouldn't have realized all of this if I hadn't seen that one post talking about the Dusty Desert ruins

[eggsbenedictinurmom]

got tired of trying to write the sonic campaign so fuck him. reminds him of his trauma

[dewinabsentia]

shutting down summer solstice

hiii this is my first time writing and posting. please be nice<3 title from garamond by arm's length (yes i'm telling you to listen to them) i saw a post about solaris playing dew's guitar and got wrapped up in the idea of her being overwhelmingly fire in her multi elements. dew is an unreliable narrator and panics. 1.4k

thank you @jimothybarnes for being SO kind and encouraging

gorgeous divider by @wrathofrats

“What do you mean you’re not coming?” Dew nearly drops his fork. The whole pack is seated around their large dinner table in shocked silence, all eyes on Cumulus.

“I- I can’t go. Not without Copi- Frater.” Cumulus’s voice is tight, like it hurts her to say this as much as it hurts the pack to hear it. “I’m sure Papa Perpetua will be great, but I can’t go.”

Dew looks wildly around the table, gauging everyone’s reactions. Cirrus is staring down at her plate, jaw tensed. The lack of fight proving she knew before the rest of the pack. His chest feels tight in a way that triggers his fight or flight response. 

“So you’re not even going to try? You’re just going to quit?” Clearly, fight winning. He hates the way his voice raises. He hates that this is happening. Why would she leave them? The last tour was great, fantastic even. How can she think staying home is better than being with everyone? Why would she leave after seeing how the pack suffered when Aether- 

“Dew,” Cirrus snaps through gritted teeth before Cumulus can respond herself.

“No,” he mirrors her tone. “This isn’t fair to the rest of us. This should’ve been a pack decision, we- we should’ve had a say,” Dew’s voice wavers pathetically the longer he speaks. He feels Mountain’s hand on his thigh, usually a grounding presence, just makes him tense more. He feels like the room is spinning. 

Cirrus deflates empathetically, already experiencing Dew’s same emotions weeks ago when Cumulus first told her. “It– Ultimately it’s Lus’ decision.” She glances at Cumulus who meets her gaze with tearful eyes. 

“I’m,” Cumulus’ voice cracks, she clears her throat, “I’m sorry. It’s not easy, but I need to stay.” 

It’s been a week since Cumulus broke the news to the pack. They’re two months out from tour. They need a new ghoulette. 

Aurora offered to fill Cumulus’ tour role for the time being. Leaning heavily into her Air element, she picked up on Cumulus’ parts surprisingly well. It’s bittersweet, Aurora flourishing in her new role while Cumulus steps further and further back. She isn’t gone, she’s still in the den and in the practice rooms and at dinner and all around the ministry. Really, nothing has changed about Cumulus’ presence. But the knowledge that the majority of the pack will be leaving without her looms over them all. 

The summoning night is more of a peacocking event for Copia, Frater, to show off to the newly appointed Papa. He’s in his full Papa regalia, not his Frater uniform. Scheduled on a full moon, new black candles ordered, all ghouls requested to be present. None of this is actually necessary, Dew thinks. Phantom and Aurora were summoned on a random night, cheap tealight candles, with only the standing band ghouls present. Dew rolls his eyes as Copia directs them to line the walls of the summoning room. 

Leaning heavy against the wall, arms crossed, Dew knows he’s sulking. At least in Aether’s case it was an emergency, called back to the ministry to be a representative of Copia while he was on tour. He still doesn’t understand Cumulus’ decision, can’t comprehend the willingness to just stay. Mountain nudges Dew lightly with the hand hanging down by his thigh. He sighs, shifting away from Mountain. 

“We’re going to be okay, we’ve done this before,” Mountain’s voice comes soft. 

“I don’t-“ the tightness in his chest returns, but before Dew can fully respond, Copia is addressing the room. 

“Thank you all for coming, I, eh, I know this isn’t the normal summoning routine.” Copia is wringing his hands, the leather gloves squeaking standing out in the usually quiet summoning room. 

It’s dark, it’s always dark in the summoning room. And cold. Dew has never liked being here. The memories, the implications, of every time being in this room, meaning something was changing. Someone new coming in to fill the gap of someone old. He tries not to be bitter towards new summons, he really does, but every replacement hits harder than the last.

“It’s not a replacement,” Aether told him earnestly, “I’m still here, no one is replacing me. I’m just a stay-at-home ghoul now.” He gives Dew a lopsided smile, hoping to ease the pain. Dew looks away, can’t stand to look at Aether knowing they’ll be apart for so long.

“I don’t get why Copia can’t have someone else do the job,” Dew huffs. The more they go back and forth about this, the more he feels the tears fighting their way forward.

“Hey,” Aether gently turns Dew to face him, his voice softening, “I’ll always be here. I’m not leaving you. We’ll just be in different places for a bit, but you always have me and I’ll be waiting right here for you to come home.”

Dew lets out a shaky exhale, forcing away the memories of the night before Phantom’s summoning. He loves the little quint now, he really does, but the initial adjustment period of someone new never gets easier. He’s pulled from those thoughts as the sounds of a papal robe billowing through the door announce the entrance of Papa Perpetua.

“Ah, welcome,” Copia forces a smile. Apparently he’s not too thrilled either at the thought of replacements. “Let us begin.”

Dew focuses on cracks in the black stone floor, counting lines and forming images out of soot marks. He doesn’t know how long Copia explains the ritual for, he doesn’t really care either. He’d rather this be over with sooner rather than later. His attention is pulled back to the present when Perpetua begins lighting the black candles set in a circle on the floor. Copia is watching, almost looming, inspecting every movement of Perpetua. Waiting for a moment of subpar performance to jump in and take over for the new Papa’s first ghoul summoning. For a moment, watching the push and pull between Copia and Perpetua, Dew forgets why they’re actually here. 

Perpetua lights the final candle and takes his place at the head of the summoning circle. Under the candlelight, shadowed by his mask, he looks menacing. Dew can’t help but feel unsettled. He straightens his back, sets his jaw, and decidedly focuses on the flickering of a candle. Perpetua begins the incantations from the dusty tome that Dew is far too familiar with by now. He wishes he didn’t know every syllable by memory. 

With each line read, the flames grow a bit larger. A small breeze sweeps the previously stale room. Something smells like it’s burning, Dew ignores the otherworldly essence of it. The room feels alive as some loose rubble falls from the ceiling. The center of the summoning circle sparks a small flame. It grows in brightness, but not in size. Dew feels a pit in his stomach as the room begins to warm. A dark layer of smoke covers the floor surrounding the center flame, concealing the entirety of the summoning inscriptions. The radiance engulfs the small flame. Dew feels like he’s staring directly into the sun. It hurts. There’s a sudden flash from the growing brightness and everyone in the room startles, shielding themselves from the overwhelming light. 

When the flare settles, in the center of the summoning room, stands a ghoulette. Below her, the floor is singed. She radiates warmth. Dew’s blood runs cold.

“Dewdrop!” 

Copia’s voice is distant as he bolts from the summoning room. From his Papa. From his pack. From his replacement. He doesn’t understand, but what else is there to understand? What other use would they have for a freshly summoned fire ghoul? Was this an elaborate plan to send him back to the pit? Corner him in the summoning room for a quick switch? 

He rounds a corner and the dam breaks. Dew stops running when the sobs shake his whole body. He tucks himself in an alcove to try and steady his panicked breathing. He feels sick. He can’t return to the den, can’t find solace in his pack. Hell, they’d probably drag him right back to the summoning room kicking and screaming. He can’t stay, not like this. 

His head thumps against the wall, a humorless laugh leaving his scratchy throat. Of course this would be his way out. Betrayed by his own pack, his own Papa. He should’ve known his time was limited after a run with two Papas. Third time’s the charm, right? He replaced Ifrit and now he’s meeting his own fate the same way. There would be no need to keep a burnt out fire ghoul around the ministry. 

“Dew!” He hears Mountain’s yell echoing the halls. His stomach drops. He does the only thing he knows how to do.

Dew runs.

[slimeco]

idk random stuff

[stellar-collective]

//minor blood, spoilers for all three games

short IEYTD animatic i made to the song My Favorite Part by PEABOD! took me like five days and i think it turned out pretty good :)

[lanabenikosdoormat]

What Fictional Character is your OC?

Rules: Answer this test for your OC and select 3 characters that match your character the most!

Thank you for the tag @frauleiiin ♡ i love a good oc tag game!

Jed Solaris | imp agent

Dr. House (i’m fucking sobbing at this lmao), Dexter Morgan, Spike Spigel

no pressure tagging: @shanaraharlyah @rypnami @meowhariel @ebitenpura @stormyykat @certified-anakinfucker @wlf1221 and literally anyone else who wants to do this

[solaris-v0id]

Another PSA, you do not have to be human to deserve basic respect.

I think some of us who identify as non-human in any form forget this sometimes, even myself.

You don’t have to be or feel human to be deserving of

- care

-sympathy

- a good life

- basic necessities

- love

- dignity

- people/things that care about you

- the ability to be yourself

- happiness

[icecreampizzer]

Looks like someone's read a bit too much of the EOD Seduction book. Is there some secret section in it that says you gotta kiss the enemy or something. It's stressing Reginald OUT

[sapphanimates]

ring of tails <3

[moonlitfalls]

thank you for the tag @cinnybunsims <3

here’s the template

i tag: @greglunvik @living-undead @vampwan @changingplumbob @elderwisp and anyone else who wants to share their couple <3

[marchingbandtshirt]

Thinking about making a toyhouse page for Solaris just so I can lay out everything I have about him in my notes app out in a semi-coherent format (hyperfixation quickly approaching critical mass)

[go-see-a-starwar]

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN - THE LAST MAN (2019)

[eggsbenedictinurmom]

AU doodledump bc why actually mention the plot when I can vague post with memes?

Bonus of Silver calling out a good portion of my mutuals

[morgu3mvp]

Guess who locked tf in during school

Oh hey look the art style i never show cuz idk how to recreate it digitally😋

Yeah i actually have a bunch of artstyles but im too lazy to draw and use all of em