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Day 8: Blinded

A little angsty today because Idk I was in the mood- I know I said I was going to try and stay away from the borrower stories but I had a fun little idea-

Word Count: 3.1k

CW: Blood

Kieran was taking the day off today. It’s been… kind of off and on. He’d switch between watching TV or grabbing a few things from his room and put on some music. On days like these he’d usually stay cooped up in his room, but I guess since I was with him he just didn’t. Whenever he put on a movie, it was more like it was for background noise while he worked on drawing or sketching out what looked to be clothes.

I was focusing on trying to tie my hook back together. I still haven’t been able to since my last one broke a few days ago, and when Kieran gave me another one and some string it was like I forgot how to tie a good enough knot to make sure it wouldn’t snap the first time I would use it. Kieran offered to help and make it for me, but I refused, claiming confidently that I could tie it up on my own. So the only way I’ve been able to get around is shamefully asking him for help. He didn’t seem to mind either, but if I were being honest, I missed being able to travel on my own. Which was why this stupid string needed to cooperate with me.

“You’re still working on that?” Kieran asked when he looked up from his small sketchpad and leaned over me. A shiver ran down my spine, but I brushed off the uneasy feeling of how intimidating he looked. We’ve been around each other more than enough. He wasn’t going to hurt me, no matter how scary he was.

I threw it in front of me and groaned, “I can’t remember how to tie it.” I looked up, focusing on his eyes as they studied the paperclip and string that was tangled. Without saying a word, he started reaching for it, but I knew what he was going to try and do. I quickly sat up and lunged for the string, hugging it tightly and tried pulling on it as it was lifted up slightly with the loose knot I had made on the paperclip.

Kieran sighed, brushing his hair out of his face and let go. I yelped and staggered backwards, unable to catch my balance on the cushiony surface before falling backwards and somehow ending up in a tangled mess. My right arm that held the paperclip was wrapped tightly against my side. The string wrapped around my legs loosely and no matter how much I struggled to get free it was like I would get more tangled in the process.

I winced, looking up awkwardly at Kieran who was busy laughing so hard I was scared he’d cough up an organ or something. I frowned at his reaction, attempting to get myself free again and ultimately getting myself cut by the paperclip.

“Ow ow ow-” I hissed and watched as blood trailed down my arm. Kieran finished his laughing fit, finally turning back to me and immediately went quiet. Tears stung my eyes at how much it hurt, but I was not about to cry in front of him.

“Oh shit-” He muttered and panicked a little bit, his hands hovering over me. I cringed, trying not to move too much. As much as I hated to admit it, I couldn’t get out of this by myself. I’d need Kieran’s help, and to do that he’d have to grab and untangle me. A chill ran down my spine again just thinking of his fingers pinching at me to get the string off. What if he wasn’t careful enough?

“Okay, um, stay still for me, okay?” I bit back a scream when two of his fingers wrapped around to keep me in place, his thumb up against my chest loosely so I could move when I wanted to. He sat down on the floor so we were at eye-level now. His attention was entirely focused on the string as his other hand worked to get me untangled.

I would flinch every time he’d grab a piece, hoping that he would be gentle, and he was. His fingers were cold and made me extremely uncomfortable, but honestly as long as I was getting out of this stupid string then this was okay.

“I’m almost done. I’ll go get a bandaid for your arm.” He whispered and carefully unraveled a bunch of the string. I shoved it off of me, staring at the paperclip that was all bloodied, then back to my arm with a huge scratch on it. The clothes that Kieran had made for me were covered in dried blood. I bit the bottom of my lip as he stood up quickly, nearly running down the hall to the restroom. Would he be angry that I messed up the clothes? That was the least of my worries when he came back with a bandaid, Q-tip, and something that came in a black bottle. I staggered backwards when he sat down, setting the band-aid down.

His breathing was a little shaky when he reached for me again. I bit back another scream. My head felt dizzy either from the loss of blood or the adrenaline was finally taking its toll. His thumb pressed gently against my chest, a finger slipping underneath my hurt arm. I kicked at his hand, biting back how much it stung already. He didn’t react, only giving me a sorry look before taking the Q-tip and pressing it a little firmly against the cut, soaking up all the blood that was coming out. I kicked a little harder, still not earning a reaction. A few tears fell down my face as a burning pain erupted from my arm.

“This part is the worst.” He warned before he carefully put whatever was in the bottle onto the other side of the Q-tip that wasn’t covered in my blood and pressed it against my arm again. I bit my lip so hard I could taste blood, trying to pull my arm away from the tight grip. Kieran had such a sorry look on his face, but that didn’t stop me from trying to escape his grasp. Even if he was just trying to help. It just hurt so much.

He ripped the band-aid out of its packaging with one hand somehow and cut off a few pieces so it would fit me better before wrapping it nicely against my arm. It felt sticky. A little weird too. I could barely move my arm anymore. I doubt I could even if he hadn’t put the bandaid on me, but heck, that hurt so much. Never again. Maybe it would’ve been better if I just let him help me. Just this once.

As soon as he was done, his hands retracted. I sat down, staring at my arm and wincing at the sight. Usually when I get hurt I would just use some cloth to clean it up. I was too scared to now because Kieran needed them and I’d rather not get yelled at by him. I know Band-Aids were supposed to cover up scratches and stuff like that, but actually wearing one felt weird.

My eyes trailed down to the shirt he had made for me, now stained with dried blood. I bit the side of my cheek. Kieran worked hard on this and it’s only been a few days since he gave it to me. This was my fault.

When I moved my arm to sit more comfortably in my lap, it stung badly, but I would live at least. I stared up at Kieran who had a concerned look on his face like he was waiting for me to say something. I guess he turned the TV off in the process too. The paperclip and string were nowhere to be found. Would he be willing to give me another one? Probably not after this.

“I’m okay,” I muttered, my hands still trembling from the whole thing. What scared me the most was how many fingers were all around me. I could still feel the pressure against my chest. The way he kept me pinned from using my arms. When I kicked around he wasn’t phased at all. If he wasn’t as nice as he was, who knew what he would’ve been able to do to me? Anything he wanted. I rubbed my arm, wincing at the stinging pain, the sudden realizations hitting me. My heart rammed against my chest at a million miles per hour, just picturing what he could’ve done instead of helping me.

“That’s a relief.” He sighed, smiling a little bit. Kieran was a good person. If he wanted to hurt me he would’ve done it by now, right? Heck, he even knew about me before the thunderstorm and he still didn’t do anything. He actually left food out and I took it without a second thought. I held my hand out in front of my face, hoping that the trembling would go away soon. If it wasn’t him I’d for sure be dead right now. Squished like a tiny bug. Hands were terrifying.

“Hey, uh, sorry if I was a little rough. I didn’t mean to be.” He apologized, lowering himself to be eye-level with me. I shuddered, feeling the pad of his thumb press gently against my body, covering me all up. It was so pathetic how small I was compared to him. Literally just the pad of his finger was enough to cover me. He was gentle enough though. It felt so suffocating, but at least it was over now.

“It’s fine, really. Thanks for helping.” What else was I supposed to say? He’s never tried to grab me before. Except for that one time when the weird guy came and sprayed something bad, but that was an emergency and it wasn’t for that long! This time it was different. Maybe it was because I was hurt and trapped, but still. It felt so weird to have so many things surrounding you.

“Yeah of course,” He smiled and kept studying me like he was searching for any other wounds. “I guess now I have a reason to make you more clothes, hm?” He teased me. I laughed, trying not to jostle my arm too much. It’d take a day or two for me to be able to climb or anything like that. Assuming that he’d trust me with a paperclip again after this.

I pulled on my shirt, frowning at the dried blood. “You don’t have to.” He shook his head.

“I like making clothes. You don’t have any good ones. Plus, it’s fun designing for your size.” He smirked and shrugged his shoulders. He found it fun dressing up someone smaller than a doll? The shirt he made for me was oversized, but if I were being honest that’s what I preferred, and he somehow stitched it all together and made it look really nice and unnoticeable that it was handmade. Well, I guess I was perfect for practice. If he was going to make something then he could try it out on me first and not waste as much fabric or cloth. Maybe that was just another reason? Why else waste so much time making clothes for me?

“Well, if you want to,” I whispered a little embarrassingly. It was true that I did like it when he was designing or sewing things together. It was satisfying just to watch. I’d sit on his shoulder, careful not to fall like last time, and watch real close. I know it was a boring thing to just be watching, but Kieran never minded letting me and it’s not like I had anything better to do.

“I do, absolutely yes.” Kieran nodded his head, leaning in closer. I hugged my injured arm close, hoping he wouldn’t notice how jumpy I was. I just didn’t want him to reach for me or anything like that. I doubt that he was going to, but better safe than sorry.

His eyes widened from my reaction though, followed by him backing away again. He wasn’t supposed to notice that. But of course he did because he’s the most vigilant human I’ve ever met. Sure, it was only like three, but there’s no way any ordinary human would notice my small movements like that. He didn’t say anything though and instead lowered his hand palm-up on the side of the table.

I eyed it, wondering what he was doing. Kieran usually didn’t do this unless he absolutely needed to because he knew I was going to say no. Right now, though, I couldn’t get down without nearly killing myself. It was the sad and devastating truth. I’m not sure I wanted to be in his hands right now. Not after being overwhelmed earlier. I gripped my arm tightly and stared up at him.

“Did you want to watch?” He awkwardly asked, his fingers twitching slightly. I did. I really did. I just didn’t want to be freaking out and then make him feel guilty or something like that. Kieran was a really nice friend and I’d hate to make it hard between us especially after everything he’s done for me already.

I bit my bottom lip, hearing my stomach rumble slightly. Well, it’s not like I could get food by myself right now. I was afraid to ask, but apparently I didn’t when he just blinked a few times and chuckled like it was the cutest thing in the world. It probably was when it was coming from a two-inch-tall person.

“Maybe something to eat first?” I laughed a little bit too, slowly walking up to his hand. I used his thumb to help me get on without tripping and falling on my face, and sat in the dip of his palm. Somehow his palm was warm and his fingertips were cold. I didn’t understand it, but I wasn’t going to complain about the subtle warmth.

He carefully stood up slowly, curling his fingers slightly to make sure I wouldn’t fall. “What do you feel like eating?” He asked and walked easily over to the kitchen in four steps. I fidgeted with my hands nervously, watching his fingers that didn’t move any more than they already were.

“Um, could I have… eggs? If you don’t mind.” My voice started to get quieter. I hated asking for things. Especially if it took more than just grabbing it out of the fridge and putting it on a plate for me. He’d give me leftovers he ate the night before, or when he was hungry and I was with him he’d make sure to give me some even though he didn’t need to. I appreciated it though.

“Yeah of course.” He moved his hand up to his shoulder, waiting until he felt me safely on him before moving his hand and opening the fridge. The cold air hit my face, instantly making me cringe and snuggle up to the jacket he was wearing. I wrapped myself up in the fabric, grateful that he closed the fridge door before it somehow grew colder.

“Sorry,” He whispered, grabbing a small pan from the cabinet and placing it on the stove. I fidgeted with the fabric in my hands, the cold from the fridge going away just as quickly as it came. “Thank you.”

A small smile crept onto his face as he turned on the stove and cracked an egg in the pan, stirring it around until it was a liquid, and let it sit there for a little while.

“Yeah, well, I want you to be comfortable here. I’ll make you a new hook thingy so you don’t have to be around me as much.” He grabbed some of the white crystal stuff and put some in the forming eggs. It smelled good. I liked all the food he made actually.

My heart dropped at his words. Comfortable? I already was, but the way he worded the last sentence didn’t sit right with me. Being around him wasn’t the problem. Was that what he thought? If that was the problem then I would’ve moved out of the house a long time ago.

“Why’d you say it like that?” I nearly squeaked. He pursed his lips, biting on the metal ring that he explained were just piercings. I had no idea what those were, but they looked painful.

“You don’t like anyone helping you. I get that you’re scared to ask and all that, but I don’t mind helping out at all. You’re not very good at hiding the times when you get scared either,” he chuckled, trying to lighten the mood. Was it really that obvious? I mean the only time I was scared of him was when his hands were around me. Or I was on the ground and he didn’t know I was there with him. But that’s honestly it. Any other time we were just watching a movie, just talking, or I was watching him work.

I had no idea what I was supposed to say. It obviously bothered him, but I just didn’t know what to do.

“I-I’m sorry.” I watched him turn off the stove after the eggs were finished, and now we waited for them to cool down. He offered his palm again to set me down on the counter. I climbed on, sitting on the counter now. Kieran leaned over me, a small smile still on his face.

“Don’t worry about it.” He lowered himself a little bit to not hover over me as much. “It’s understandable. I’m not mad or anything.”

I nodded my head, looking off to the side when he grabbed a paper plate and poured the eggs on it. My mouth watered at the sight, making sure that it wasn’t too hot before I grabbed a piece. It was definitely way too much for me to eat, but Kieran would probably finish whatever I didn’t like he usually did.

Kieran looked away, focusing on what he called his ‘phone’, just waiting for me to finish. It didn’t take me too long before I was full and told him that I was done. It felt like I ate a lot, but it didn’t even look like I made a dent.

He shoved his phone in his back pocket and laid his hand out to climb on. I stumbled on and warily watched his fingers, mentally slapping myself for still being scared. It’s not like he’s even trying to be scary and intimidating either. I was just blinded by fear at this point. What human would willingly make you food and clothes and let you steal things from them even though they know you exist? I was extremely lucky that Kieran was the one who caught me. I really needed to get rid of this stupid fear and fast. I did like being with him, and he didn't deserve to be feared for being the best human I’ve ever met.

He carried me to his room and shut the door behind him. I hadn’t realized how tired everything made me until now. I yawned, feeling myself moving. Kieran held me in front of his face, studying me.

“Go to sleep little guy.” He slid me carefully onto a pillow, and gave me a piece of cloth to use as a blanket. He didn’t have to do this. I snuggled up nicely, and it didn’t take long before my exhaustion took over me. ——————

Idk I had an idea, it was 2 am, and here we are now- Is the ending rush? Maybe. But oh well I’m determined to get these prompts done (I’m only a third of what way help-)

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chaosduckies · 27 days ago

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Day 7: Empathy

Just another little thing I thought of for Ace and Callisto because why the heck not… and happy hug a giant day!

Word Count: 2.6k

CW: None!

It was late out. My professor decided to assign a last-minute project, and we had to create a ten-minute presentation on a specific era in ancient Greece. It was probably the hardest thing I’ve done in his class all year, but if I could finish it tonight that would be great. It was due in a few days and I’d much rather have free time and not worry about this until Friday.

I groaned, watching as the clock on my stand read that it was one in the morning. I rubbed my eyes and lay my head on my desk. I was nearly done. Just another hour and I should be done with all of the information.

What are you doing? I yelped and turned around, expecting to find someone there, but there was no one. I grabbed a handful of my shirt and breathed a sigh of relief when I recognized the familiar voice. Callisto. He’s been talking through my head since we could only really talk face-to-face when I was asleep, and it’s safe to say that I enjoy the company of a celestial being. It was also weird to say that I was friends with one.

“You have to stop doing that.” My words came out slurred from how exhausted my body was. My eyes were fighting just to stay open as I clicked and typed a few more things, stopping when the words became blurred.

Sorry, He started, It’s late, shouldn’t you be asleep? He sounded so confused like he’s never seen a human stay up past midnight before. I leaned back in my chair, running a hand through my hair.

“I have this assignment due. If I finish it now, then I’ll have the rest of the week off.” I explained. He’s told me before that he didn’t entirely understand human customs yet. Which included school, work, and other things like shopping. It made sense. The last time he interacted with humans he told me it didn’t end well and they didn’t have all of these complex systems like money or anything like that. He never liked to talk about it, so I always changed the subject.

Callisto remained quiet as I tried my hardest to continue working. Maybe he was watching me? I never knew. I’d never bothered to ask what he was capable of doing. Some feeling deep inside me was scared of the answer, and to be honest, I think I know plenty about him already. He was just lonely and wanted someone to talk to. He would literally talk your ear off but I’d sit there and listen to everything he had to say and even ask questions that he’d happily answer. Or tell me stories. Those were always interesting. He seemed to have so many. It wasn’t a huge surprise for someone who was as old as the universe itself.

I worked for maybe ten more minutes before my body couldn’t take it any longer. I shut off my laptop and changed clothes, hoping that Callisto wasn’t watching so he didn’t have to see how ugly I was. I winced at the thought and changed quickly. I hated being so insecure about my own body. I crawled into bed, shoving the blanket over me. It wasn’t long before I passed out.

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I groaned, rubbing my eyes as I stood up, not at all surprised by the scenery of space. It was like a dark abyss filled with all these floating lights and all of these different colored orbs. Some were smaller than the others and then there was Earth, which seemed so small compared to everything else. And it was from this perspective.

I looked over, not finding Callisto anywhere. My heart skipped a beat a little. Where was he? Sometimes he liked playing these games and teasing me a whole lot, but he’d at least make it obvious. There wasn’t anything around me today. No footprints in the dust, no hidden message. Where was he-

My breath hitched in my throat as I stared into a different galaxy. He hasn’t shown himself since he first told me about everything. So this was only the second time I was seeing him like this. Why? Not that I was against it! I’d love to see what he really looked like, but I would like a warning before scaring me half to death.

He didn’t talk either. So why bring me here tonight? Sometimes when he knew I was feeling stressed out, he would just leave me alone. I was grateful he was considerate of my feelings, but today I did kind of want to talk to him. Even if he is literally the size of a planet right now.

He squinted his eyes and backed away with his arms crossed, gesturing to me. I let go of the breath I didn’t know I was holding and pointed at myself with a shocked expression, “Wh-what?” I hissed at myself for stuttering. I knew better than to be scared at this point but actually interacting with someone as big as he was still terrified me. Callisto was probably the most gentle and somehow roughest person I knew. He knew his boundaries and liked to tease a whole lot. I could only imagine what the teasing would be like when he was this size. Not that I think he’d ever interact with me like this.

He rolled his eyes, changing into a light purple color. Can’t project myself right now. He paused, eyes widening with a nervous smile. This isn’t too much, right? Did you want to be left alone tonight? He waved his arms around like he was trying to say that it was okay if I wanted to leave. The offer was nice, but I wasn’t interested. He had told me before that he could only project himself as a human for a little while before he couldn’t anymore. It seemed like such a weird handicap for someone with practically infinite power. That also explained why he didn’t just disguise himself as a human on Earth. I offered the same solution before but he just said that it wouldn’t work. I’d force myself not to be scared if it meant he would be a little more comfortable.

“No. This is fine.” My voice was quieter than I had hoped before sitting criss-crossed and facing him. He nervously looked around, flipping himself to lie on his back and just floated in midair like this was just a normal Tuesday. I guess this was part of his day all the time though. I tilted my head and laughed, “You don’t have to try so hard not to scare me.”

His eyes widened, thinking a little bit before moving a tiny bit closer. I knew he didn’t want me to be afraid. Callisto never talked about it, but he was afraid of scaring off people. Honestly, it wasn’t bad at all to be hanging out with him. He was funny and was overall a really nice person.

“Sorry for not being very talkative today. School is stressing me out a little bit.” I leaned back and watched for a reaction. Callisto tried not to talk too much in my head. Usually when he does I’d have a slight headache after and he’d apologize so much for it. I said that it was okay that I would just take some medicine to help, but he insisted that he wouldn’t as much. I don’t think that changed in this situation either.

He stared and shook his head, keeping his actions small and calm. He probably still didn’t have a good grasp on what school was just yet, but he at least knew it was what kept me busy pretty much throughout the whole day.

“How was your day? Boring as usual?” I laughed softly. He laughed with me, nodding his head. Yeah, I’d figure it would be boring when the only person you talked to was busy pretty much throughout the entire day. I wouldn’t mind if he talked to me while I was out either. I’d enjoy the company. Maybe he didn’t want to bother me?

“What do you do when I’m not here anyway?” The question was practically begged. He stared off for a little bit and crossed his arms like it was such a hard question to answer.

Count the stars, float around, watch you sometimes. He shrugged. I knew that he watched me because he would mention things that I did later that I never even explained to him. It’s not that I minded either since he was just curious. But seriously does he just do that all the time? It sounded so painful. And to think he’s probably been doing it for thousands of years too…

“You don’t try to do anything else?” He stared at me and frowned, shaking his head. Oh, did I say something wrong? Was I not supposed to ask that? Maybe he did do something else and he just didn’t want me to know. It had to be important then, right? Otherwise he would’ve told me. I think.

“Sorry.” I apologized and rubbed my arms. I nearly yelped when Callisto quickly flipped himself over, now lying on his stomach and shook his head again. Yeah, now I understand why he moved slowly around me. My heart pounded against my chest. Guilt ate up at me for feeling this way. He’d never hurt me, but it was so intimidating now that he’s actually hanging around me like this. Or maybe this was just a one-time thing. I had no idea.

I chewed on my lip a little bit before leaning back, “Callisto?” His eyes widened, full attention on me. I shuddered but it was amazing to stare back at two different galaxies. Each with a light pink tint to them. If I could reach out and touch it, I would, but it was silly to even think about. Callisto was probably holding back a laugh at my thoughts. If he was listening.

“Um, never mind.” He tilted his head in confusion.

You talk, I'll listen. You always do for me. He smiled softly, gesturing for me to continue what I was going to say. To be honest, I forgot everything that I was going to say. Callisto waited for me to say something. Probably anything. Our time was already almost up because I had to stay up late. Maybe I could take a nap and hang out a little bit with him to make up for it. I think he’d like that midday company too.

“Why do you like talking to me? I’m not exactly the most interesting human.” The words just came out of my mouth. I’ve been wondering ever since these dreams first started. Or at least after he told me everything. It hasn’t been too long since then. The question kind of sat in the back of my mind, but I guess now was a time to finally ask it more than ever.

Callisto stayed quiet like he was thinking of an answer, eyes looking at everything but me until he figured it out. Or maybe just how to word it.

You don’t have to be interesting. I like talking with you because you’re a nice friend. He smiled with his eyes and held his head up with his arms somehow like there was a surface under him. I hugged my knees close to my chest. Nice? Friend? Did he really think of me like that? How could I be friends with a cosmic being? Why did he even want to be friends with a human? Most were horrible people who would only act nice for personal gain. Part of the reason I hated ever having to talk with others. On another note, why would he be friends with someone who has such a short lifespan? Wouldn’t it hurt later on when I die? Or would he not care and move on to someone else?

“F-friend? Are you sure that’s what you would call me? Not just some person to keep you from being lonely.” I threw my hands up in the air, feeling the tears build up behind my eyes. Now that I think about it, that’s probably what I was. He was just saying I was a friend to help lighten the blow when he would eventually grow tired of me. It would make sense if he was just using me to keep his own sanity. To be honest, I’d rather feel wanted like that than not be wanted at all. I’ll take what I can get.

Callisto stared in shock at my words. Everything seemed to go still, space no longer moving. My chest tightened. I really said something I shouldn’t have now. He was going to be angry at me. Never talk to me again and just move on to another person who wouldn’t ask so many questions.

Do I make you feel that way? He backed away, hugging his arms close. I couldn’t help but see all the guilt and shame that showed on his face. Why would he think that? Why should he even care how I feel? His eyes widened even more somehow. Was he… afraid? It was hard to tell.

“No, of course not! I-I’m just saying that it’s weird you’re calling me your friend.” Callisto tilted his head like a puppy, confused and otherwise still shocked. He didn’t say anything about it either, like he was waiting for more. He did say he would listen. He’s only asked questions and answered my own so far. My head hurt just a tiny bit but I could take some Tylenol when I woke up. We didn’t have much time left anyway, meaning that I’d have to end this fast if I didn’t want to upset him to the point where he’d stop talking to me altogether.

“I like talking with you, don't get me wrong, but because of our uh… circumstances, it’s just kind of unbelievable, y’know? I just thought being your ‘friend’ was out of the question,” I paused, looking up with a small smile, “I do like the title though. Sorry for overreacting.” I buried my face in my hands, groaning slightly, biting back the tears. This was all my fault. If I hadn’t said anything then maybe today would’ve turned out differently. We could’ve been laughing like usual but instead we were here.

“It isn’t.” I yelped and looked behind me, seeing him standing there with his arms crossed. When I looked back out in front of me he wasn’t there anymore. I grabbed a fistful of my shirt and breathed, standing up now.

He looked up at me and laughed a little bit, “Don’t… scare me like that again.” We both laughed. Even if I was just someone to keep him company, which apparently I’m not, I’m happy that I was still able to do something nice for him.

“I make no such promises.” I teased and hugged Callisto. I didn’t know if he could feel it, but I sure as heck couldn’t feel him. It felt like hugging a bag of air, but when I looked, he was there. He looked tense at first, like he’d never been hugged before. Callisto was in quiet shock before laughing and returning the hug even though I couldn't feel it. And then the sun peeked out. I let go quickly, wincing at the pain in my head, but it was all worth it.

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I like making these little scenes if I’m being honest. Little angsty and also still warm-hearted <3 also I may do a few more prompts for these two? Depends on what I feel like writing lol

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chaosduckies · 28 days ago

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Day 6: Pain/Planetary

uhhhh okay this didn't come out as great as I hoped but I wrote this all at ungodly hours at night so uhhh yeah- also sorry there's like no g/t until the very end I was very tired when I wrote this lol

Word Count: 6.3k

CW: insecurities

Humans were such strange creatures. They take what they need and never give anything back. They use people for their selfish greed and desires, and leave those they’ve hurt to rot and die on the street. Meanwhile, those with actual hearts were the ones who suffered the most for some reason. Such was the way of life.

I was one of those people who just gave up on others. There was no point in becoming friends with people when all they would do is hurt you. Which was why I pushed myself away from my family the second I graduated. It was why I cut off all ties to that prison. I wanted to explore my own interests, and it just so happened that they were related to space and Greek mythology. It was so interesting to learn about, and to be honest, the college work wasn’t bad at all. We read about so many things that you won’t ever get taught. The gods that were once believed to be the supreme rulers of the land and blessed it. Of course, they were never real, but learning about the old world was so much more interesting than paying attention to the one we lived in now. Why focus on what’s right in front of you when you can look up at the endless starry sky and picture the mythological being that supposedly shaped the entire galaxy? I knew the stories couldn’t be real, but it was still amazing to think about.

My family all thought I was crazy for being this way. So what if I had an active imagination? So what if my younger sister was already way more successful than me while I sat in classes learning about the Greek gods that weren’t even real in the first place? At least I was doing something that I loved without being pressured into it. And now look at me. I lived comfortably alone with my dog, and I’ve been living a pretty happy life since I cut my parents off. Now I could focus more on writing. Seems like a win-win in my book.

I sat down on my bed and pulled out a book I wanted to finish, hearing the rain pour outside. This was always the best time to read. The only sound you could hear was the rain and just the words in front of you that fold into a million different fantasies. It was my escape from the life I had here. It was cringy, I know, but reading and picturing a place that’s anywhere but this hell was so much better. And so I read until the words on the page began to blur. I pushed myself to keep reading, but it was no use against the peaceful sounds of the rain hitting my window.

And then there I was. Staring up at the stars. Only it looked different. Like they were somehow closer. When I reached my hand out it felt lighter. Almost uplifting. When I turned around there was only a black. The only light around was the stars. This didn’t feel like a dream. It felt real somehow. I could breathe just fine, even feel the coldness surrounding me. My heart started panicking as I looked down. The ground wasn’t anything I’ve ever seen before. Almost like it was a weird type of rock dust.

“Who are you?” There was a curious voice just behind me. I yelped and turned around quickly, backing away. Though there was a person with messy white hair and piercing eyes that somehow seemed to change colors. He wore a plain black shirt with sweatpants, and for someone who didn’t look like it, he was a little bit built. Odd choice of clothes, but okay. Seeing as this was just some kind of weird dream, none of this could be real. It was weird that some random guy would be appearing in it. Or… wait. How do I even know this is a dream? I mean I knew that none of this was possible since we were both breathing just fine without oxygen, but usually when you dream you don’t realize it until you wake up. So maybe if I wake up?

“Um, who are you?” I asked. The boy just stared and studied me before walking a little closer with his arms across his chest, “Callisto.”

I stared. Somehow, he was intimidating despite being shorter than me. Which was almost comical but still. If this were a dream, he wouldn’t be able to hurt me. I knew all those psychology books I read would come in handy. It was probably a good thing to have a little bit of common sense, but none of this was real so I could do whatever I wanted to, right?

“Ace.” I gave Callisto my name, still weirded out by this place. Obviously I wasn’t on Earth. Though, if I remember all of this it would be amazing. Even if space was scary, it was still amazing and so mesmerizing to look out. Even if my mind was just making me picture things.

“Where am I?” I nervously asked and looked around, seeing a familiar planet that I’d never dreamed of ever seeing this close. The giant red eye that you could see from Earth. How could I not enjoy the sight? I don’t think anyone has ever seen Jupiter this close up before. This would look great in my college textbooks. I searched for my phone, then remembered that all of this was just some weird lucid dream. I cringed, hoping that the stranger wouldn’t notice how crazy I was already.

“Isn’t it obvious?” He smirked and sat down, staring up at the endless starry sky. I sat down too, hoping the stranger didn’t mind. Well of course they wouldn’t because they weren’t real in the first place. Did my mind really think I was so lonely that it felt the need to create an imaginary friend? I guess it wasn’t wrong.

“What kind of tricks is my mind playing on me?” I laughed hysterically and rubbed my eyes, trying to wake myself up. This dream was amazing, don’t get me wrong, but I knew that this would just become one of those dreams where I wouldn’t get a second part. Something amazing would happen, and I would never find out.

“Maybe it’s not a trick.” Callisto shrugged his shoulders and looked at me, his eyes still somehow changing color. From a deep purple to a light blue color. I scoffed and grabbed a fistful of the sand, a little shocked at how real it felt.

“None of this is real. You’re just some… person I made up in my mind.” I sighed and looked up, wondering when this amazing dream would be over. Was it weird of me to say that I didn’t want to leave? It was a lot nicer here. Quiet. No one to bother me. I was technically living my dream of being in space. I guess that my mind just wanted me to feel some kind of peace for today. Usually when I get any kind of peace it’s because my mind isn’t racing a million miles an hour or not having an existential crisis.

“Hm. Maybe I am, maybe I’m not.” He laughed and lay back with his arms behind his head like he was just used to all of this. How could someone get used to this sight? Though his response was kind of making me feel on edge. If he was a real person how would we be sharing the same dream? He made it sound like it was real.

“What do you mean?” I asked and turned towards him. He opened one of his eyes and stared at me with a smile on his lips.

“I mean, how do you know none of this is real?” He sat back up and leaned closer. I bit the inside of my cheek and sighed, “I don’t know. Isn’t this just a dream?” I threw my hands in the air and continued to watch the huge planet move with awe. If it was this close does that mean I was on one of its moons? My heart jumped at the realization. Now if only this were real. Wait. I think it’s fake. Or maybe it wasn’t somehow? I don’t remember anything anymore. My head hurt so badly, which was weird since I was just in a dream.

“Maybe,” Callisto shrugged his shoulders and stared at the planet with me, “You don’t think this place feels real? Or too good to be true?” I turned back towards him, the smile on his face gone as he just stared, his eyes now a dark pink. This entire place was so confusing. This was a dream. Nothing could change that fact. No one could survive without oxygen, and yes this place does feel strange and much too real, but that doesn’t change the fact that none of this was even scientifically possible. As much as I’m into weird solutions and myths, this just wasn't at all possible.

“I’ll take that as a yes,” Callisto shrugged his shoulders and leaned backwards, “This place is kind of like an escape, right? It takes you away from all your responsibilities whenever you get the chance.” What? What was with the way he talked? All the rhetorical questions that he definitely knew the answer to. If he were a real person how long has he had these dreams? Should I be asking different questions? Why was I even asking them at all? None of this was real. My mind was just playing a weird trick on me was all. Making me talk to myself.

The planet had finally moved enough for the sun to come peeking out, shining brightly from all the way over here.

Callisto sighed and stood up, “Well that was shortly lived.” He brushed some of the dust off of him and held a hand out to help me back up, “Maybe see you in the next ‘weird dream’?” He air quoted the last two words with a laugh as he pulled me back up. I laughed nervously, still confused about this.

“Maybe.”

— — — — — —

When I woke up it felt nice. The book I had been reading was lying on my chest, it was cold in my room, and light was shining through my window blinds. I sat up quickly and stared at my clock. It was just before noon. I groaned and got out of bed, taking a nice shower before cleaning around the house and catching up on some college work that was due. I didn’t despise the work at all. I enjoyed all of the reading and questions, but today my mind was still thinking back to the strange dream. Dreams can have meaning sometimes, and maybe I was just crazy enough to actually look up what mine meant.

I closed the door behind me and started reaching for my book before deciding against it. Who was that guy? Did I know him from school? No that couldn’t be possible. I’m sure I’d remember someone whose eyes change color. Was he really just some random person I made up in my head? I grabbed my laptop instead and opened it up. Well, some research on dreams like that couldn’t be harmful. That way if it does happen again I wouldn’t be so confused. Dreams were really the most confusing thing there was so it only made sense if I did just a little bit of research. It was such a coincidence that we were in space too. So maybe I should ask about that first. Or if we do somehow meet up again in the same dream, I could ask if he knew anything about the place. The guy seemed to have it all figured out like he knew the meaning of life or something. Though the name Callisto sounded so familiar. I just couldn’t remember it. Weird.

I had no idea how long I had been searching for something, anything on the internet, but all it told me was that I was just lucid dreaming. It made sense since it felt all too real, but if I were being honest, it still sounded too far-fetched. And this was coming from someone who thrives on fantasy books. I had no idea why I was so hung up on this dream. Maybe it was just the hope that I’d have someone to talk to. Even if they were just someone I made up out of sheer loneliness. Still, there was just no explanation. Either I just wasn’t looking for the right thing, or I was just finally going crazy. Hard to tell.

I closed my laptop and headed into the kitchen to make myself something to eat. There was nothing in the fridge, meaning I’d have to go grocery shopping tomorrow, but noodles for tonight would do just fine. I wasn’t very hungry either. I remember when my parents would always bother me about watching what I ate since I didn’t have a very good metabolism. It’s not like it was my fault for it. Now I couldn’t help but be insecure about it. This world just loves killing everyone who doesn’t go with society’s standards. Cruel, isn’t it?

When I finished my bowl, I headed back to my room and watched some TV to pass the time until I grew tired. The hope of getting the same dream as last night was there, but there was also doubt. It could be like when you have the most amazing dream and wake up and hope for part two to finish it, and it never comes. Right now, that was my worst fear.

I shoved myself under the covers of my bed and closed my eyes, falling asleep fast.

— — — — — —

When I opened my eyes, I was staring up at the same boy from yesterday. I yelped and sat up quickly.

“Oh good, you’re not dead.” He snickered and sat next to me. There was Jupiter again, covering up the sun. I sat up, admiring the once-in-a-lifetime view before smiling. I was back. Weird. Dreams really were the strangest things. Even if it was just a lucid dream, this place was amazing. I couldn’t thank my mind enough for giving me this change of scenery. Though my question for Callisto still stood.

“How do you know so much about this place?” He looked a little shocked at the questions but answered all the same.

“I’ve been here for a long time.” I turned, a little confused. If he’s been here a long time how could he not be real? No, no- I was just getting ahead of myself. It wasn’t real. It never hurts to ask though. Of course I had a feeling he’d answer in the most confusing way possible.

“So you are real?”

He laughed and leaned back, “Let’s say I’m not just a figment of your imagination like you say. What would change? You’re here. I’m here. There’s nothing you can do about it until you wake up, right?”

I stared at him, watching his eyes turn into a cool blue color. Seriously, what was up with his eyes? I guess it didn’t matter. Callisto made a good argument. If this was just a dream and everything was fake, then nothing here even mattered. It was still weird how I was brought back to the same dream with the same exact person though. I wasn’t complaining. Life seemed a little calmer here.

“I guess you’re right,” I muttered and stared at the other stars. I wish I could see other planets, but those were too far to see from where I was at. I’ll take what I can get. I wasn’t going to be greedy and then never have these amazing dreams again. Somehow this place just automatically seemed to lift me up. Whether it was the lack of gravity or not, I’ve never felt more at peace.

“I think I needed a trip a billion miles away from Earth.” I joked around, earning a laugh out of Callisto.

“I can tell. Life can be stressful.”

I turned to face him, “What’s your life like then?” His eyes widened like he wasn’t used to the question, but he didn’t move any part of his body.

“Lonely.” He shrugged and hugged his knees closer to his chest, “It’s nice to talk to hu-” He paused and took a deep breath, “It’s nice to talk to people here. Kind of keeps my sanity, y’know?” He laughed to himself and sighed, just staring out into the starry abyss while waiting for the sun to peek through. It sounded like he had a harder life than me. Even if it was just full of complaints and constant yelling and pressure on me to be a better person than I was, I wouldn’t want to be so lonely to the point where it would drive me insane. What kind of life did he live?

“Don’t you have parents? Or like any siblings to keep you company?”

He stared up at me slightly and shook his head and didn’t say anything else after that. The silence stretched between us for what seemed like hours. There wasn’t any sound. Nothing but the stars that seemed to be growing more dim or lit up from the sun, about to appear. Seems like we both had it bad. At least we both somehow arrived at this place. I still found it strange, but if I were being honest, I’ve stopped questioning everything at this point. There was no reason to if this was all fake and wouldn’t matter when I woke up.

“Are we actually in space?”

“Yeah.” He didn’t hesitate to answer. I’d take anything as long as it didn’t make me confused. Okay, so we were in space. I’m not even going to ask how we’re breathing or not dying from hypothermia or whatever. So he was obviously lying about that. Why lie? Just to make me even more confused?

“I’ve always liked space. I read a lot. I love fantasies about it. Sure, it’s dangerous but I think it’s cool to be living out here, don’t you think?” Callisto probably thought I was crazy. I wouldn’t blame him if he wanted to leave now. If he could. He seemed to know a lot about this place. He even knew when the dream would end too. I’m guessing that the second the sun peeks out then it would be over.

He just stared, biting the inside of his mouth and shrugged his shoulders, his smile disappearing, “You’d be surprised how fast you get used to the same stars. The same planets. The same galaxy. There isn’t anything new. Surprisingly enough, Earth is the most interesting thing for billions and billions of miles.” He pointed off into the distance to a small rock. I squinted and leaned a little forward like it would help me see. My eyes widened at how he even knew you could see Earth from here. Or where it was at. I guess he really has been coming here for a long time. Still, there was still something off about him.

“It’s so small,” I whispered, watching as the sun was just about to peak out and shine on us. I didn’t want to leave this moment of peace, but all good things have to come to an end.

“It is, isn’t it?” He sighed and stood up, holding out a hand to help me up once again. I didn’t need it, but it’d be rude to just wave it away or completely ignore it. Even if he may just be a figment of my imagination. I still wasn’t so sure about that just yet.

He looked around, like he was searching for something before smiling to himself and walking forward a bit while holding one of his hands out like he was trying to pinch one of the stars, “Maybe it’s just a matter of perspective.” He closed one of his eyes and tilted his head before one of the glowing lights disappeared out of nowhere. My eyes widened when Callisto clutched something in a fist and blew on it like he was trying to cool something down.

“There are more stars than there are grains of sand.” He shrugged his shoulders and walked up to me, holding an oddly shaped ball that had a dim glow to it. My heart pounded hard against my chest as I held a shaky hand out. When he dropped the rock-star in my hand, I flinched at how surprisingly light it was. It was still warm and producing a dim glow. I stared back at Callisto, who had regained their signature smirk like he was pleased with my reaction.

“How-how did you-” He held a finger up against his lips and shushed me.

“That’s a story for another time. Keep it. Might be cool to show off,” I kept it gently clutched in my fist and cringed when light started shining in my face. “See you later.” He waved off. And soon enough all returned to black.

— — — — — —

When I woke up again it felt weird. Like something didn’t belong. I groggily opened my eyes and grabbed my phone, or at least tried to, before realizing that my fist was still clenched. I stared confused before opening it up and seeing the same rock Callisto had given me in the dream. Or… maybe it wasn't. How could it have been fake if something from it was staring right at me? The dim glow could still be seen, and it still felt a little warm, but otherwise the same as the dream I had. Was I just going crazy? How was this even possible?

I set the star-rock? Down on my desk, just staring at it. Well, he said he’d explain it. I knew he was definitely real now. Just… didn’t know how to explain it. It was all so confusing and no matter how hard I tried I couldn’t just wrap my head around it. Even if I was into all the weird and fantasy-ridden things that go on around me, I just couldn’t understand whatever the heck was happening in my dreams now.

With a sigh, I got dressed for the day and glanced back at what was once a star, wondering what was happening to me.

— — — — — —

The day wasn’t so bad. The grocery store wasn’t as busy as it usually was and I could get back home pretty fast and put things away. I finished up my work early, meaning that I could figure out how Callisto just… somehow pulled a star from its spot probably thousands- millions of miles away. That's if he remembered to tell me. If I were even allowed to. Something told me that there was definitely something much bigger going on. Or maybe that was just my mind playing tricks on me.

I pulled my phone off of its charger and started opening Netflix before hovering over the Google icon. Well, it couldn’t hurt to look it up again and sound crazy, right? Maybe be put under some government watch list. Over a dream? Probably not, but better safe than sorry. My search history when I’m writing is already horrific enough.

I scoffed and looked up what it could mean when you have lucid dreams about being in space. If anyone was seeing this they must think I’m some kind of superstitious freak or whatever. To be honest, they weren’t too far off. I’ve never walked under a ladder, walked past a black cat, and I always listen to those fortune cookies that come when you eat chinese food. Not to mention that I very much believe in zodiacs and planet alignments and all of that. I guess this wasn’t really out of the ordinary for me to be so suspicious of these dreams I’ve been having lately.

When I searched it, nothing really popped up except that it meant you want freedom and to achieve your aspirations. Surprisingly, that wasn’t very far off either. I sighed and placed my phone on my pillow, pulling the covers over my head. Nothing was going to give me answers. Callisto did sound like such a familiar name though. It was on the tip of my tongue. I just can’t remember where I’ve heard it before. I glanced back at the rock on my desk, debating on shoving it into my pocket and seeing if it would follow me into the dream or not. I rolled my eyes and shoved it in my hoodie pocket.

With a groan, I brought my knees closer to my chest. My headaches have been getting worse since these dreams, but it was so worth it for the few moments of peace that they gave me. Even if it was with some random stranger who could apparently pluck stars out from their spot whenever they wanted to. I brushed the thought aside and closed my eyes, hoping that I could even sleep through this agonizing headache.

When I woke up, I was lying on the familiar hard, rocky surface. I groaned and held my head; the headache was somehow gone like it had never been there. This place was so strange. I rubbed my eyes and looked around. It was still the same beautiful scenery. Where the stars surrounded, what I was guessing, the moon I sat on. Some grew slightly brighter and shone a different color, the planets that seemed impossibly close.

“Morning, sleepyhead.” Callisto teased and sat down right by me. I scooted away a little bit, one hand clutching a fistful of sand and the other gripping the dead star in my pocket, a little surprised that it was there. I slowly brought it out, fidgeting with it in my hand. Callisto was silent beside me, staring at it, his eyes turning a light pink color. I turned towards him, biting the inside of my mouth as he glanced up and smiled softly.

“You didn’t show it off.” He stated and grabbed the rock from my hands, cupping it into his own and stared at it. I tilted my head, a little confused. Who would I even show it off to? Not like my parents or sister would care if I, for some reason, reached out to them again. But it was a little strange that he knew it stayed in my room all day.

“Why would I?” I shrugged my shoulders. He scoffed and rubbed it, and without very much pressure he started tearing the rock off, revealing the dim, yet still very much alive, star. I stared, wide-eyed as he just stared at the small star in his hands with a smile on his face.

“I don’t know.” He held it up to an empty spot in the sky and tilted his head, eyes turning into a cool blue color before lowering his hand, the star no longer in his hand and instead back in its place.

My eyes were as wide as they could be as I tried to remain calm. How was he even doing this? Has he been here that long that he can just manipulate the stars around him? Or-or just make it seem like an illusion?

Callisto started laughing, “I wish you could see your face right now.” I glared and rolled my eyes, trying not to seem amazed at the illusion. It had to be fake all this time then, right? He was just playing tricks on me. Yeah. It was the only explanation. No one was even able to just move a star that’s burning hot and hold the giant ball of gas in a single palm. Just… an illusion! My heart skipped a beat, catching onto my panic. I took a few deep breaths and turned back, watching him wipe away his tears from laughing so hard.

“Just a friendly party trick. I find it easier not to scare people away when I start with something small.” He shrugged his shoulders like what he just did was just something he does on an ordinary day.

“What do you mean? How did you know I didn’t show the fake star to anyone?” I questioned. His smile never disappeared as he just stared out

“Well, it wasn’t fake for starters, and second, I just… know.” I frowned at the explanation, letting go of the clump of dust in my hand.

“You said you’d explain how you did it.”

He turned to me, his smile slightly disappearing before sighing, “Does it really matter? Let’s be honest, I doubt either of us wants to know what happens when I explain.” He turned away, smile gone and his eyes turned a dark blue color. He seemed… unsure. Afraid maybe? I couldn’t tell. It was almost like he was scared of how I’d react. Well, at this point he could probably say anything to me and I wouldn’t have much of a reaction. If what he says is true, then I just witnessed him place what once was a dead star back into its original place. I still had no idea if this place was real or not.

“I want to know. You can’t just do things like that and not expect questions.” I laughed, a little worried about the explanation. Maybe it really was something that I didn’t want to hear. Though, I don’t think anything could surprise me anymore.

“If you say so,” He shrugged and stood up, his eyes somehow mixing in colors. Like a million galaxies combined.

“Everything is real. Your mental body is here, the stars, the planets you see. The only thing here that’s not real is this body,” He gestured towards himself with a signature smile. “There are thousands of planets and even more stars. And yet somehow, the only form of life for billions of miles is humans. Tell me how that works! That the only form of life around you is too small to interact with. And anytime you tried they’d either fear or worship you as their god.” His eyes were a deep blue as he stared at the far planet that I was from. I bit the inside of my cheek. What was he saying again? He mentioned he was lonely. He wasn’t like… an alien or anything, right?

The second the thought had crossed my mind, Callisto started laughing so hard I swear he was about to start crying.

“No, not an alien, but nice try.” My eyes widened. Has he been able to read my mind the whole time? My heart skipped a beat at the thought. So he’s known everything that I’ve been thinking about? Was that why he asked all those questions or knew exactly what was wrong with me every time I came here?

“You’ve read about me before. A… cosmic being? I guess it’s the right name for what I am.” He shrugged his shoulders.

My eyes widened. You mean that thing is real? There was no way. Of course it would explain everything that he could do and why he was explaining things so weirdly, but it seemed a little far-fetched. Even for me. Was this all a trick just to see how gullible I was?

Callisto stared, looking a little confused at my reaction. I tried not to show it, but I was really kind of running on adrenaline at this point. I believed him. As much as I was in denial, I believed it all. That was this huge planetary being that protected the Earth. Everything would add up. It explained why he knew where everything was, why his eyes changed colors, heck, even why he was playing all of these games to sidetrack me. Though, it did feel like he wanted me to find out. Maybe not this soon after only meeting twice, but I would be lonely too if there was no one to talk to. Is that why I came here every time I fell asleep? He just wanted someone to talk to.

“You’re really smart.” He giggled and stared out, sighing, “Even though it’s only for a few hours out of the day, I do enjoy talking with you. I wish we could interact but I guess this’ll have to do for now.” He tried flicking my shoulder, but when he did I just felt nothing as he frowned. I rubbed the spot he tried to flick and stayed quiet, biting down on my lip so hard I could nearly taste blood. He liked talking to a nobody like me? If this wasn’t his real body, then what did he really look like? I’m sure if he couldn’t interact with anyone then he had to be huge. Then again, how could he stay hidden from satellites and ships that get launched out here? That probably wasn’t a question I should be asking.

Callisto smiled and turned to me, “You’re taking this surprisingly well.”

I forced a nervous smile back, trying to hide how hard I was biting my lip just to calm myself down. The world felt a little dizzy, but at least I hadn’t passed out or screamed yet.

“What’s there to be scared of? If you wanted to hurt me, wouldn’t you have already?” He was silent for a few seconds just staring in awe before nodding his head, “I’ve never been happier that someone finally thinks that.” He sighed with relief, “I couldn’t bring myself to hurt anyone even if I wanted to, either.” He stared at a star and reached out for it, and instead of him pinching it like he did before, there was something else moving out there. It was big, fast, and easily pinched the huge ball of gas like it was just a marble to him.

“Don’t… freak out.” He explained before pulling his arm away and revealing the star once again. I just stared out, waiting. Watching. I gripped dust in my fist and tried my hardest to stay calm. At least I was right about him being big. Just not this big. I swallowed hard, flinching when Callisto sat next to me and pointed out with an unsure look on his face. Before I even turned my head, I could feel that something was watching me. Something big. Something not human. And when I turned around, it was like the entire galaxy was staring right back at me.

It blinked, then softened like it was trying to make things as easy as possible. But this thing wasn't an it. It was Callisto. The friend that I’ve been meeting up with for a few days now, but I’ve entirely trusted. He wasn’t trying to keep this a huge secret either. He wanted me to find out or start asking questions. Maybe not as fast as I did, but it happened.

I sucked in a shaky breath, “That’s you?” I pointed. They blinked once, their eyes changing to a vibrant blue color. It was terrifying to say the least. And somehow I couldn’t bring myself to look away. I trusted Callisto. A lot. He may have kept that he’s a literal god and a being bigger than the size of Earth, but I didn’t blame him. I’m sure that everyone else would’ve either fainted or overreacted. I was close to it, but at least the adrenaline was keeping me from doing anything.

“Yes,” He breathed, lying down on his back, “You still have a few minutes before you can go. Unless you want to leave already of course.” He mentioned. I held back a scream when his actual self backed away, revealing how he looked. He wasn’t human, and yet he looked just like one. Except for his eyes. Maybe he was just making himself look like that so it’d be easier on me or something? I doubt this is how he actually looked. Maybe I shouldn’t ask to see what he looked like. For another time maybe.

I didn’t realize I was holding my breath until I felt the tiny rocks I had grabbed dig into my skin. I cringed and let go, immediately diverting my attention to Callisto, who was now floating upside down with a playful smile and waving two of his fingers. I bit my tongue so I wouldn’t overreact and raised a shaky hand and waved back. I don’t think my eyes could go any wider. This was actually happening. This was entirely real. The time I spent convincing myself that none of this was real was wasted. I’ve been talking to a cosmic being with possibly infinite power this entire time. My heart skipped a beat at the realization.

“Before I have to go, um,” I stood up and walked a little closer to the huge being that had their entire attention on me, eyes wide and full of awe, like I was the most interesting thing in the world. I shuddered a breath, turning to the sun that was just about to shine over us. He drifted a little closer to the moon I was on, but not so close that I couldn’t see all of him.

“Thanks. I-I’m trying not to scream or run away right now,” I laughed and shook my head. “Will I be coming back here next time?” He stared at me, his smile somehow growing even wider as he nodded his head. I smiled too, sighing with relief as the sun finally appeared, and I was no longer in space. I was lying in my bed with the covers still over my head. I jolted up, holding my head. No more headaches. The sun was peaking through my blinds. When I opened my palm, there was still dust. I dusted my hands off, smiling. ——————

Not the best but to be fair this prompt gave me an idea for these two ocs and when I get around to it I’ll definitely be posting the one shot I originally thought up with them-

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chaosduckies · 29 days ago

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I wrote this HOT, DEHYDRATED, and DELIRIOUS - enjoy 😊

Ok so anyway. Currently trans fixated on a human (kind of insane) biological scientist who found a borrower inside his house. Neither are at all super freaked out because the tiny (also kind of insane) believes they could fight god, and the human is more so interested in them than scared. The human WILL study the tiny like a cool bug they found 🔍(lovingly) and the tiny WILL be tormenting the giant with shenanigans - making him late to presentations and etc. The giant, uses research they found from their tiny friend in their presentations (obviously very discretely taking time to try and explain it in a way that applies to other organisms - but tinies are simply built different so it’s hard).

Despite essentially living together the tiny much prefers to spend their time in their own little nooks and crannies of the house, and much as the giant insists that they can help, more so in loving snarky remarks than a genuine concern because once again, their tiny friend is genuinely insane and could probably kill him in his sleep if they wanted to. Not to say that the giant can’t match the freak - they are quite rough with the tiny often forgetting to dial themself back when “playing” with them (play fights/ doing general annoying things). They treat them as if they were the same size as a normal person - they clearly aren’t. Which can lead to some minor accidents- however, given the giants demeanor they often push the root of incident aside, obviously apologizing, but not showing a mass extent of worry - the also does this as well, whether it’s them with the injury or the giant. Bit cryptic in that way.

Anyway. As the romantic I am, soon the relationship grows into something more… connective. The human nuzzles up to the tiny more, massages their back, strokes their hair with one of their fingers, and starts to act overall much more gentle with the tiny. The tiny is their little gem 💎 now. And the tiny reciprocates, sitting on the humans nose bridge, hair, and other parts of their body that make good perching spots. Gently petting them if the giants hand or head is near, also becoming far more gentle than they previously had been before.

Now this doesn’t mean that they still don’t rough house/ playfully abuse/bully each other. It’s more so that these two people, who really have never connected with anyone previously before - the tiny really has no one in their life, and the giant struggles with forming genuine bonds - finally found someone who actually means something to them (and who can match their freak).

If you can’t tell by the tone switch I wrote this on a span of 3.5 hours when time permitted. I am hot and my mind be trying to keep me going.

#Yeah so hey thank you I will be writing this #it’s nearly midnight #not going to sleep cause now you got me brain rotting on this #Love this btw

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chaosduckies · 29 days ago

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Sleeping With Sirens (3)

Also day 5: Rationalize because I couldn't think of anything else and do I care that mermay is over? No not at all so we're writing mers anyways

Word Count: 3.2k

CW: mentions of death, mentions of being eaten alive

Light seeped through the cracks in the metal ship. It was warm, and the water wasn’t murky anymore. I could see a little farther out, seeing just how big the coral reef was just from my position on the ground. I was too scared to swim out. Mostly because I didn’t know if there was anything dangerous just yet, and well, I guess because there was a leviathan at least three times the size of a whale lying outside messing with another smaller boat. He’d already broken two of them by accident, and each time he did he would mutter something under his breath. I couldn't quite tell, but he sounded irritated.

I swam over to one of the tiny holes I knew Kieran couldn’t see me from and watched as he messed with the small ship again, poking it with one of his fingers, nudging it off to the side a little bit, even taking off a few broken pieces or frays. But he wasn’t ever rough with it. He sounded frustrated when he broke the other two though. I guessed that he hadn’t meant to break them.

It was quiet and otherwise peaceful. There weren’t any fish that came around, and if there were, they were all hiding from Kieran. Just like I was. Though it did make it a little lonely. I missed being able to watch as a school of fish would swim by, taking random turns and shortcuts like they had a place to be at. I guess it wasn’t all that bad if he was chasing away predators as well. It just confused me why he was staying. Why not go back home? It probably wasn’t that long of a swim for him anyway. Why choose to stay here with me? It didn’t make sense in my head. Now that I think about it, lately nothing has been making sense.

All my thoughts were interrupted when there was a deep grumble. My breath hitched in my throat, watching Kieran sigh and turn back towards the ship I was in for a while like he was studying it. I pretended not to catch the sad look as he bit the bottom of his lip. Hard by the looks of it, since it started bleeding just a little. He was hungry. Still. I forgot that he had to eat. And since he claimed not to eat mers, what exactly did he eat? I doubted plants were enough for someone as big as he was. I doubt he needed to eat as often as I did too.

I sucked in a deep breath while Kieran turned back around and let out a tiny huff from his nose before pushing himself up and swimming off. Well, if I wanted to leave now would be my chance. Not that I trust myself to. I’d prefer it if someone were making sure there wouldn’t be anything lurking and waiting to eat me like yesterday. I shuddered at the incident yesterday, the guilt eating away at me for ever reacting that way. Maybe it would’ve been better if I hadn’t been so stupid to go in without thoroughly checking and making sure. Or never being hypnotized by that stupid light in the first place. I praise him for helping me find my parents, learn his name, and I repay him by running away and hiding like the coward I was.

I buried my head into my hands and lowered myself down to the rock I was lying on, feeling myself deflate. The guilt just continued to eat at me. It’s not like I meant to react that way! It was just a matter of instinct. I wasn’t used to six-hundred-foot leviathans willingly dragging me all around the ocean and protecting me, of all things, from other predators that weren’t nearly as terrifying as Kieran was. How else was I supposed to react after he just rattled me to the core just from growling? Even when he speaks softly it still sends shivers down my spine. It wasn’t my fault that my fight-or-flight response only read flight. That’s what happens when practically everything sees you as food.

The water around slowly started to get a little clearer, like the sun was directly above it. I hadn’t dared leave the safety of the ship without Kieran being outside. It was so weird to say that I was scared to leave without the person I was terrified of the most. It did kind of worry me that Kieran wasn’t back yet. Did he give up on me? I thought he just went to get food. Did he actually leave me here on my own? I started hyperventilating, grabbing a fistful of my hair as I swam over to one of the little holes in the ship and peered outside frantically. He was nowhere to be found. I couldn’t survive out here on my own! Which way did he say the coral reef was? I’m sure if I could just get there before anything could realize I was swimming past it then everything would be okay, right? No, I would get caught too easily. I already knew it. And then I’d get eaten. And if Kieran didn’t leave me, he’d find my corpse. Either that or by some miracle I make it across this death trap, he’d hunt me down and get angry for ditching him. Would he even get angry for that? Okay, well maybe not, but it was a long shot that I could swim fast enough out of here before a predator could catch me.

I stared out into the open water, spotting the small ship that Kieran had been playing with and bit the bottom of my lip. It couldn’t hurt to try to find him. If a predator knows I’m around, it would also know that Kieran was nearby. Maybe that’s why I haven’t been attacked by anything yet. Because they could still sense that he was around. My eyes widened and darted all across the ship, debating on what I should do. On one hand, if I go looking for him he might be a little angry at me for what happened yesterday and he might make me his snack for the day, and on the other hand, if he’s leaving me then the other predators that were here would eventually find me. I think I’d rather take my chances with Kieran. At least there was a tiny sliver of hope that he wouldn’t be too angry and murder me. Then travelling so far away from his home would mean nothing! I’d just have to hope he’d think the same way.

The water around was a little warmer. Not many predators do much hunting in broad daylight, so at least there was a smaller chance of being eaten alive. I laughed nervously, pacing back and forth from one hole to another on the lookout for predators, still debating whether I wanted to go out and search for Kieran. Of course he was still angry at me probably, but it was better than being left alone just waiting for something else to pick me up. Not in a good way either.

With a loud groan, I forced myself to swim out, a little blinded by the sudden sunlight hitting my eyes. I sucked in a shaky breath and stared at the broken ships all around. Something big used to live here to destroy ships like this. Or maybe that was just because I was small. Maybe they just ran into something? I slowly swam around, hugging my arms close to my body as I stared at all of the different boat parts that were torn apart. Safe to say that something was definitely responsible for all of this.

The murky water around just made it all that much worse. It was so eerie. It sent shivers down my spine. Was it really that hard to just want to be with your parents again? It feels impossible at this point. What would happen if they weren’t in the coral reef? Would Kieran leave me on my own to find them? To be fair, he never said what would happen if they weren’t there. It was entirely possible he’d just leave. And then I’d be on my own. The thought alone was enough to make my skin crawl. If only that other mer hadn’t come after us…

I continued through the shipyard, the water clearing up a little bit the further I went. I took a few deep breaths, convincing myself that I would be out of here in a few minutes. Kieran was nowhere to be found, but if he were hunting then he wouldn’t do it here. He was still close enough that nothing would dare come out unless it was willing to risk it. I was a pretty easy target.

“Just where are you…” I whined and hurried to get out, the water finally clear again, revealing all of the plants that grew on the edge of the shipyard. Different colored flowers and some tiny bits of coral. It was a flat land covered in grass and kelp. This would be a good hunting spot. The real question was what I would do when I found him. I’ll deal with that when the worry of being abandoned leaves.

I swam as fast as I could around the place, searching for anything that could possibly lead me to him. So far there wasn’t anything. I couldn’t believe that I was actually looking for a leviathan. Who would’ve thought? I must be going crazy.

It was hours of aimlessly wandering through the water before I gave up. What if he was already back at the ship? Wouldn’t I have seen him? I was too tired to keep rushing everywhere. The sun was about to set. My eyes widened at the realization. I was completely out in the open and I doubted Kieran was anywhere around here. Which way were the ships again? It probably wasn’t the best option, but if I could just survive the night then maybe he’d be back in the morning. That was wishful thinking. He was probably gone. And to be honest, there were probably more creatures ready to eat me there. Including other mers or monsters if they were hiding. I shuddered at the thought and turned in a direction I was sure the shipyard wasn’t. There was no way I was going to die alone. I just wanted my parents back…

The further I went, the darker it grew. Most plants had already covered themselves up from the lack of sunlight. It only made me stand on edge even more. I bit my lip and kept going, keeping an eye out for anything that might be coming my way.

My tail was already tired from swimming pretty much all day. There was no sign of Kieran. I was thinking that maybe in the dark I would see his tail glowing, but that was by a long shot if I was near him. The sun was still out, maybe another hour left before it would set and predators would come out. Things just really weren’t working out so great for me right now.

No matter how much it ached, I made myself keep on swimming until I caught a faint glow in the distance. There was a silhouette of something big too. It just seemed like it was floating though. But at this point I could care less because it just meant that something was over there. I just had to hope it was Kieran and not some other leviathan. I guess it wouldn’t matter what would happen to me if Kieran didn’t want to see me. It would play out the same both ways If I were him I don’t think I’d want to see me either.

I bit my tongue and swam closer, seeing the familiar tail that trailed up to his body. I paused when I could see all of him clearly. It was definitely him. Big and intimidating. Black hair that nearly covered his eyes. There were a ton of rocks and more pieces of coral scattered around the place, but it looked like he was careful enough not to mess with any of the plants here. He just sat up, tail slightly curled like he was trying his hardest to make himself look smaller. It was weird to think about. If I had the chance, I would love to be as big as he was. Nothing would ever bother me and I wouldn’t have to be so afraid all of the time.

I darted behind a rock as he raised his hand to his face that looked disgusted as he opened his mouth. I shuddered at the large fangs, my stomach twisting and whatever I had eaten the day before threatened to come out. I looked away, already regretting ever searching for him. I didn’t think I’d catch him in the middle of eating, and it was horrifying.

The current changed slightly when I heard movement. I looked over, watching him sigh and unravel himself, leaving behind the small corpse of what I could only guess used to be a shark or something. I held a hand over my mouth at the sight and ducked my head, trying to hide myself fast enough before he saw me. Though that was already too late.

Kieran paused, glaring at my hiding spot for a while like he was thinking. I could feel his eyes on me. I didn’t know what he was doing. I was too scared to look up as I dug my back further into the rock, trying to get the mental picture of him eating a whole shark out of my mind. Just imagine how easily he could do that to me! I shrank back at the thought, holding back a scream when his hand gently landed beside my hiding spot and curled slightly, picking up some sand.

I opened my eyes and slowly looked up, holding back a scream when he was staring right at me. I kept my hands close to my chest, holding our silent staring contest until he backed away, tired eyes boring into me. I don’t think he was surprised to see me. Or angry. If he were, wouldn't he have tried to kill me already? I doubt I’d even be snack-worthy for him but still.

He tilted his head like he was confused and never spoke. He didn’t talk very much. I couldn’t talk very much either. Well, at least right now. My parents would always tell me that I was energetic. I think that was just the nice way of saying that I talked too much for someone like me. Luckily Kieran would never have to deal with that because soon I’d be with my parents and he could go back to his own lifestyle. I’m sure my parents would scold me for not being careful enough, but it wasn’t like Kieran was that bad.

I looked away finally, gathering up the courage to apologize and hope that he doesn't already have it set in his mind that he was going to leave. I don’t think I would've made it this far if I hadn’t met him. Literally. I would’ve been killed by that other leviathan had he not saved me.

“I-I’m sorry. For running away.” I whispered. It’d be a miracle if he heard it, but I guess he did because his eyes widened with shock. He lowered his head a little bit, fixing his position to lie on his side slightly and still pay attention to me.

“Y-you’re probably angry. S-sorry. I was just… scared.” I rubbed my arms, hoping that none of this would backfire on me. He blinked, the shock on his face going away as he shook his head with a confused expression plastered on. So he wasn’t angry with me? But I ran away! I felt so bad for it too. Of course I feared he was going to hurt me or something but if he hadn’t why would I run away? These stupid instincts. They come in handy during times but in these literal once-in-a-lifetime circumstances, it felt like my insides were tearing themselves apart from the guilt. He was helping me and as payment I just left. I’d have to figure out how to repay Kieran after all of this was over. I think the guilt would kill me before anything else.

“You’re small. I don’t exactly blame you.” He whispered. I cringed at how his voice resonated through me, but kept myself from ever showing it.

“But-but weren’t you leaving?” I pointed in the direction I thought he was going, which kind of looked like the direction his home was. He perked an eyebrow up and turned the way I pointed, and then turned back to me.

“No.”

I hugged my arm back against my chest and stared dumbfounded. Well now I just feel stupid. So he really was just hunting. I was just overthinking things. A warm feeling took the place of the guilt that had been eating up inside of me, breathing a sigh of relief. I wasn’t being abandoned. I’d take that as a win.

“Why’d you follow me?” He asked. It wasn’t sharp or demanding. He was just curious.

“S-scared.” I shuddered, just wondering what would’ve happened if I stayed alone. Did he think that I would be fine? I couldn’t swim away from everything until I found him. Heck, I was so tired right now I wasn’t sure how I’d get back.

He looked off into the distance and curled his tail around the area that I was in, lying on his stomach now with a pair of his arms under it. His tail started glowing a little bit, providing some light now that the sun was almost entirely gone. Kieran rested his head on his arms, a small smirk on his face as he made himself comfortable, “So you come looking for me?”

Well now that I think about it, it was a really stupid way of thinking. I’m running from something because I was scared and went looking for someone that I’m absolutely terrified of. Well, at least I know that Kieran wouldn’t hurt me. At least not yet. I’d rather take my chances with a ‘maybe’ rather than a ‘yes, I will eat you with no hesitation’. I nodded my head, turning back towards him.

“Are we going back?” I tried to change the subject, and Kieran didn’t fight it.

“It’s dark.” He argued and shifted a little bit. So I guess this was where we were sleeping. I hated being out in the open. It was so eerie, but I guess it wasn’t so bad when there was someone big and intimidating enough to drive out all of the other predators. There was still a little bit of fear that something would pop out of nowhere, but I just had to hang onto hope that nothing would.

I hesitantly curled up and used my arms as a pillow like Kieran, watching him focus on making circles in the sand. I sighed and closed my eyes. “Thanks,” I mumbled. He picked his head up like he was surprised by the sudden gesture, but smiled to himself thinking I wasn’t watching. I laughed quietly so he wouldn’t hear and snuggled up closer to myself. ——————

No idea what I was doing with this and well yeah- I’m really enjoying these prompts so far though!

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