#bus story

[wakeupandsmellthecarcass]

I was on the bus, and it was full, so I had to stand and some tall muscular (like 3 times my size) dude was standing next to me, he also had a ginormous bag and it kept fucking hitting me. (He looked like he came out of the forest from a week long hike)

[oediex]

On the bus a child, with youthful whimsy and innocent delight, points towards the rear. The parent sighs and mouths, "no, not all the way in the back." They settle not far from me, towards the back end.

I smile. The joy of a child triumphs over an adult's exasperation.

[overheardschoolbus]

A tiny second grader was trying to help his younger cousin sit still on the bus which was all well and good except his method was pretty confrontational and idk what cryptids gen alpha believes in but nothing in this world had prepared me, a gen z-er, to hear screamed by a child SIT DOWN OR ELSE. SIDDOWN OR JEFFREY STAR WILL GET YOU

[harleiquina]

Are you telling me that this is not standard behaviour for most of the people?

I mean... you can be distracted and not notice someone that might need help (with anything, not just doors) but not doing it willingly? Why?

But of course, you're talking to a girl that gave away 2 seats (that weren't her own) on the same bus ride once because at first I saw an elderly woman clasping with her whole body one of the bars (the bus was full yet NO-ONE gave her a seat despite her advanced age). One of the seats was free and a younger (still older than me, around 40 something, maybe 50) asked me if I was going to sit, otherwise she would do it, so I told her about this grandma across us and she agreed on give her the seat. I reached to this lady and offered my hand so she could hold herself while walking to the seat. A couple blocks later the seat next to the grandma was free so I let the younger woman sit.

A couple of seconds later someone tapped on my hand (I was holding myself from the small handle that is behind the head of the seats) and it was a man (also about 50 or 60) that told me to sit down on his place. I told him that I was fine (I was not, I still had a long ride ahead and the driver was going a little faster than he should) but he was about to get off the bus and wanted me to have his seat (probably because he saw what I did).

Once I sat down I was behind both women and I could her them talk about how nice of me was to let them sit and almost draw a tear of my eye.

One of the things that I enjoyed more when in College was surprising people that did not expected someone like me (young, with band t-shirts, cargo pants -in summer-, and that clearly didn't cared enough of how she looked -always loose hair with little to no makeup-) did something unexpectedly kind for them. It was like breaking the Matrix 🤣 And lets not mention the times where I had to dolled-myself-up (a requirement when doing a group presentation) and I sat down next to someone on the bus, put on my headphones to listen to Billy Idol's Devil's Playground, Whitesnake or some of The Cure heaviest tracks and the sound bleeded a little to whoever was sitting next to me so they would turn like "WTF? This girl is listening WHAT?" 🤣🤣🤣

Hold the door if there's someone behind you.

Nobody likes having a door slammed in their face, but you also never know if the person coming through the door behind you might be struggling with an injury or disability where holding the door for them could be a big help. It's especially important to be mindful of holding the door if the person behind you is carrying something, as it's extra hard to multitask carrying things and open doors when your arms are full.

[cez-with-headphones]

bus update

now I will use the bus to go to my mandarim class.

and Thursday a guy tried to rob me 💀💀💀

[thefloatingstone]

Appleseed PDA montage to save you from reading endless pages of unimportant politics that don't amount to anything

also because I have nothing better to do, I'm bored, I'm moody, my gaming laptop is still broken so no BG3, and it's too late at night to start drawing after doing animation clean-up all day.

[stars-obsession-pit]

Tim has found his soulmate (not a soulmate AU, just in the like “i think we’re totally meant to be together” way). Well, okay, it’s entirely one-sided so far, but he’s sure SpecterNova will reciprocate once they’re in proper contact.

He’s already found everything he publicly can on the youtuber, but he’s still digging deeper. It’s weirdly difficult—his love must like his privacy!—but he’s making headway.

On the other end, Danny is getting nervous about the dedication of his new internet stalker. Even with Tucker’s help in setting up his online security and the scrambling effects of ectoplasm, they can tell that the person is still making progress. They don’t seem like they’re a part of the GIW, but that doesn’t mean their search can’t harm him in some other way.

He really hopes he doesn’t have to change identities again. Having to do it the first time to flee the GIW was bad enough, and he’s been liking his current life.

[2aceofspades]

TW: Blood/Injury, Implied Death

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With you

Lil one-shot I guess...??

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After the dust cleared, it was dead silent. The air was thick with moisture from the dark clouds looming above them all. Someone, probably Raphael, yelled out something Two didn't quite process, his ears still ringing as his vision slowly cleared.

A faint blue glow flickered in the near distance, not too far from where Two was slumped on the ground. More muffled shouts rang out as Two attempted to collect himself, staggering to his feet and trudging over to the source of-

No.

Just the image alone was enough to bring Two collapsing back to his knees. Stupid, he thought.

"H-hey..." One's weak voice just barely got through to Two, snapping him right out of his thoughts.

He stared down at the dimming blue glow, watching it flicker and fade in and out. How the hell are you still here, breathing?

His thoughts became flooded in his head, even more so as he felt his arms cradle his brother's near-lifeless body.

"Did we win?"

Two felt his jaw clench at One's question, feeling frighteningly close to grinding his teeth until they were flat.

Did we win?

The question echoed in Two’s head, as if that would better help him process this moment. In any other instance, he would have deflected and scoffed at such an empty, meaningless question. Did it matter? he thought as he titled his head up, looking around briefly at the wasteland that surrounded them. It was over, that much was apparent.

"Yes,” he huffed, looking down at his brother in his arms as he continued, “Now, shut it and save your strength. Your heart-"

"I know," One croaked out in between a few sputtering breaths, interrupting Two in more ways than one. Two tried to ignore the cast-off of blood coming from his brother's mouth, despising the sickening feeling settling in his stomach as it hit his chin. One smiled weakly up at his brother, his eyes dull and unfocused.

How dare you, Two thought to himself.

His eyes flickered from One's exposed heart, bleeding out and hardly beating, and back to his brother’s face. His brother looked beaten, bloody...broken. It wasn't a look he saw from him often, if at all. It was that damn smile that he watched waver as One's heart beat softer and softer. What cruel irony, Two couldn't help but think, a metaphorical expression brought to life by his stupid, thoughtless, idiotic brother.

Two could still fix this. Even as he held his brother tighter against his own plastron and felt his shirt get soaked by the horrid mix of blood and empyrean; he thought to himself how he'd be the one to fix this.

There was no other choice left.

“Good…” One let out the softest of chuckles, “…we…we can s-start over.”

Something in Two’s own chest faltered, even just briefly. It was enough to shut out the feeling of One’s pathetic coughs and wheezes against him. He watched how One's eyes dulled further, his gaze wandering away from Two's face.

Starting over? That wasn’t ever an option, not one that Two had ever weighed in his mind. He wasn’t sure if that was even an option now. After everything he had done, everything he sacrificed, worked for…his brother still wanted to burn it, bury everything down and out of Two’s reach. One wanted this win, he wanted the impossible.

“Impossible…” Two muttered under his breath.

He heard yet another faint chuckle. And then the dense silence that followed.

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~bonus doodles~

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[boygirlctommy]

remember how ghostbur kept falling into the lmanberg crater, because he forgot that doomsday had happened? it was a bad memory so he refused to look it in the eye, but the reality of it was still there and still hurting him, over and over again. if he'd been able to face what had happened, he could have figured out how to deal with it, found a way to safely cross the crater. but cuts and scrapes and respawns were less painful than acknowledging it. so he kept on falling.

[mushiemadarame]

⇢ Do Woo as Kim Dong Hee and Won Tae Min as Go Ho Tae in every episode of Unintentional Love Story EP1-5

[purpleshadow-star]

And with this, I've joined the bandwagon.

[overheardschoolbus]

Confession time (not a quote):

so…. my bus broke down a couple weeks ago and we’ve been borrowing a spare and in the interim (since they keep asking about it) ((and since it’s taking so long)) I’ve been regaling the kindergarteners with fictional updates on the Old Bus, regarding about “experimental upgrade” to being The First Flying School Bus™ like how they’re installing a crank operated rope ladder for kids to get on and off the bus or how they had a setback on the rocket boosters

of course I am definitely planning on letting them down gently when we get Old Bus back and I have to explain that the tests didn’t work and the bus was too heavy to fly after all or something, but they’ll try again next year

but I was telling them today about how the mechanics were supposedly testing it at an air field today to see if it would fly and the kids were talking about how much time we would save on traffic, like flying over the train tracks instead of stopping, and it struck me I’ve lost all sense of how far is too far lmao like I am lying to children… but I’m also like encouraging their imagination or whatever???

and I’m trying not to outright lie, saying things like “well they have to test fly it, right?” and “well, how do you think we could get on the bus when it could fly” and be more suggestive or whatever but I am cracking up inside I think this is so funny and simultaneously lowkey evil this is truly my villain era

[limonnitsa]

reciprocal gift | Ida's wand handle lore

Sebastian might not understand Ida's passion towards nature and it's aesthetic, but he is attentive enough to notice it.

And after Ida's gift - the music box that played the lullaby mother sang to Anne and Sebastian, he tried his best to make something equal despite the lack of money or time.

[enron-intern-1998]

Just yelled at a guy to get the fuck out of the bus lane and the T workers thanked me ;~;

[thatoneluckybee]

villain origin story

In all seriousness though please be kind and patient towards your favorite series creators when they are on hiatus! Running a Webcomic is DIFFICULT and they're doing absolutely amazing and deserve AS MUCH TIME AS THEY NEED!!

[oneanothername]