#Galaxii's Writing

[starrii-galaxii]

For the Regretevator and Pressure crackfics, I'll just post the books here because: a) I'm lazy b) To avoid flooding the tags

So, here you go critters <3

Regretevator Crackfic Book (AO3 ver)

Regretevator Crackfic Book (Quotev ver)

Pressure Crackfic Book (AO3 ver)

Pressure Crackfic Book (Quotev ver)

[iinafarawaygalaxii]

Welcome to a Faraway Galaxii

-please read before proceeding to the fics-

About the Page~

Welcome!

For sometime now I have been encourage to post and share my fanfics with the public. I chose tumblr as a safe spot to place my writing because of the kindness in the community and the shared love for composition. I am a first time writer but a big dreamer, with an active imagination and if you’re here… your curiosity served you well.

Travel with me down the road of fantasies- for I would love to show you my world 💜 Here’s the information of the fics I’m currently working on. Some of these are all to be projected well over 15 chapters but, first: 

WARNINGS: These fics WILL contain scenes not appropriate for young minds so minors- this is not the page to follow. Warnings included in this series are:

Abuse, Violence, Death, War, Smut (Graphic Scenes), PiV, Fluff, Gore, Angst and Drama. If theres any others throughout the book please message me so that I can tag them for you!

If you are a MINOR stop reading- your journey ends here. 

Side Info~

~ Each fic with OCs will come with a prequel(s) explaining the original charters background to help you process the story in advanced.

~At the beginning of each post will hold information about the chapter (i.e if it’s nsfw or sfw, notes or trigger warnings).

~A Materialist will be posted shortly after I start posting and this post will be continuously updated as the fics come out! I

~’m always open to feedback as it will be the only way I can develop myself as a writer! Thank you for reading and I’m excited to continue posting

~Wattpad

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Fics:

Star Wars the Clone Wars: Bloodline

Fic Summary: After a brewing war intensified across the galaxy and the republic slowly diminishing; General Skywalker and his ARC unit discovers a way win the war with an unlikely ally. The question still remains, will they succeed when darkness still lurks around the corner...? Or to what extent will they need to sacrifice and achieve victory… 

Chapters: 4/?

Notes:

~Captain Rex x OC 

~Scenes not appropriate for young minds. Tags will be made

~Original character with an original planet that’s in the star wars universe 

~Translations will be under the 'notes' tab (similar to this post) that will help you understand what the characters are saying.

[The plot hole i discovered in my written chapters runs deep. I need time to fix it, Im so sorry- but thank you for being patient!!]

AC Valhalla: Freyjas Promise

Fic Summary: Alas! Eivor has become Jarlskona of Ravensthorpe but with leadership came many responsibilities- and enemies. Working hard to unite England with her many allies, an unknown force gathers beyond the winter stormed mountains of Northumbria. Creeping closer to home. With Halfdan out the door- what will become of Mercia and its people?

Chapters: 4/?

Notes:

~ F!Evior x Vili Hemmigston

~ Scenes not appropriate for young minds. Tags will be made

~This is based off the video game Assassin Creed: Valhalla. One of my all time fav games on the market. Is the fic canon? Not really but were here for the imagination. Our queen Eivor deserved so much more love than she got. So I am here to remedy ;')

~Fic is essentially an Arc. I thought it would be short but it got too good as I continued so now it’s much longer!

~My Eivor has black hair

~Also adding dragons? Think... Game of thrones hehe.

[Fic is being updated regularly on Wattpad.]

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Shorts

Star Wars the Clone Wars: A Ghost for Prospect

Fic Summary: Captain Rex needs information for the sake of Omega and the remainder of the clones being tapped and tortured. He had no choice but to search for you, one of the most dangerous bounty hunters in the settled systems and best information brokers in the galaxy. Knowing he didnt have the money to pay you off, he offered other ways to get the information he needed to save his family...

Notes: MINORS DNI 18+ this some spicy 🌶️ stuff

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Other Fics/Shorts I’ve been writing off and on with created OC’s and CCs that are not ready to post yet are:

Mass Effect Andromeda: The After Effect | Jaal Ama Darav x f!Ryder

Naruto: Queen of the Black Sea | Gaara x OC

Jujutsu Kasien: In the End There’s Always Red | Sukuna/Itadori x OC

Starfield: I'll Give You the Sun | Sam Coe x Reader

|| Last Updated: Sunday, August 11th, 2024 ||

[phaticserpent]

WIP List Title Tag Game

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

Alright! Cracks knuckles

I was tagged in by both @snarky-badger and @khapikat222 !! I'm going to tag @potatobugxo and @galaxii-star (no pressure! And anyone else is welcome to join) ....I also realized I don't have a lot of writing mutuals, so uh hello, if you also write fanfics and follow me, send me a message and I'll gladly be mutuals and follow back!)

WIPS

A Chance of Fate

Nyctophilia Chapter 3

Not This Life

Omg Meeting the Parents

Scoping the Big Picture

Playing With Fire Chapter 13

How do you see me?

The Way we Love

Yeah I have a lot of wips (hint hint, I might start writing x reader fanfic/series for My Hero Academia!)

[quackeroos]

𝙤𝙣𝙚 𝙬𝙚𝙚𝙠 🏥 𝙨𝙚𝙧𝙞𝙚𝙨 𝙢𝙖𝙨𝙩𝙚𝙧𝙡𝙞𝙨𝙩

Pairing: Tom Holland x Dying Ex! Reader

Status: Incomplete 

Summary:   Tom never would’ve thought of having to feel her presence three years after the breakup. He receives a call from her sister, Jamie, who was using her sister’s phone. And Tom never expected to receive such news on a bright Sunday morning.

Y/n was dying. A genetic disease with no known cure was feeding off of her. And as the days pass, she was losing the will to live. Now Tom knew better than go to the hospital and see her. But no matter what had happened in the past, a part of her remained in his heart. She has one week to live, and he plans on spending every the last few moments of her life with him and tell her that deep down he still loves her, and maybe, possibly, get her to say it back. 

Warnings: Heavy angst and mentions of suicide

note: this is originally written for a writing challenge for @hollandroos 15k follower celebration with the promtp, “I’m going to die today, aren’t I?”  this was posted here before but i decided to delete it and continue it on my wattpad account, so if you prefer reading it there, go and check out the link! also, i made a playlist for this ‘coz reading it with the songs in the story makes it more angsty. go ahead and check out this link!

Moodboard is made by the amazing @dahliaspidey! tysm soph! i really really love it ❤️

✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* 　

THE SEVEN DAYS

Day One 

Day Two

Day Three

Day Four

Day Five

Day Six

Day Seven

Epilogue 

taglist:  (my idols, mutuals, and followers 💗)

  @sovereignparker  @cyrusandhiscollaredahirts @andycanbeemotional@parkerpeter24  @megaprincesscakes @emilykjhgsj  @painting-galaxiis @blossomholland @websliinging @underoosjae @chaoticpete   @tomshufflepuff  @greatpizzascissorstaco @niightskiies @plutotown @pastelpeter @parkeraul @screamholland @starktonyx @emmaewatson @hollandcuddles @waitimcomingtoo​@tomhollandd @angelic-holland @angel-spidey​ @sovereignparker @ericks-mala-actitud @spideycurls @farfromhaz @mnkzyx @itsanarrum @uwu-peter-parker-uwu @pixiehollands @hazsterfield @roses-hxlland @parker-holland-osterfield @spiderboytotherescue @spiderneds @kii-miii

[notgalaxii]

it was about time i decided to rebrand 🙄

If you're seeing this, it's me! Taylor! Previously known as simpin-for-satan respectfully. I still adore obey me but I've been in another kick for a good few months now. Hopefully I continue to write, and thank you guys for continuing to follow me.

Lots of love - Galaxii

[ghost--fox]

Tagged by the lovely @rolling-blunder! This one seems really fun!!! (And super embarrassing who am I kidding??) Let’s go!

Rules List the first lines of your last 20 stories (or however many you have altogether). See if there are any patterns. Then, tag your favourite authors.

(I only have 14 published works so I’m gonna throw in some wips and original work!)

1. Summer Lovin’ (Kageyama/Hinata)

There are very few reasons to wake before noon. One, the main one of course, is school, but seeing as he’s on summer vacation Hinata finds the early birdsong outside his window and the smell of fried eggs filling his room particularly upsetting.

2. Sketched Hearts (Kuroo/Yachi)

“So you’re telling me you have a job where you take your clothes off in front of a room full of people, let them look at you for an hour, and get paid afterward, but it’s not considered stripping?”

3. Voluntary Drowning (Keith/Lance)

One thing they don’t warn you about during the short two week training to become a lifeguard is just how many people there are to keep an eye on.

4. More Than Me and You (Shiro/Matt)

They tell you the dreams will stop coming after a while. That you’ll stop waking in a cold sweat in the middle of the night trying to wipe your forehead with an arm that isn’t there anymore yet you can still feel the fingers curling into a fist on command.

5. Wishbringer (original)

Cree always thought that wishes looked like stars; the way that they gently glittered in the sky like little flickering candlelights, blue fire waiting for a soft granting gust of wind to put them out.

6. Under the Surface (Iwaizumi/Oikawa)

What defines a human?

7. Bound Together (Kageyama/Hinata/Yachi)

Hour two into his homework and the formulas and equations on Hinata’s paper start to swirl and mash together, forming messy tendrils of black ink and bitter disappointment that swim around in their stark white confines.

8. Crane Wife (original)

There were feathers on the floor the last time I saw you; blood staining clean white like snow from a memory long forgotten. A memory called forward suddenly and without mercy.

9. Floral Night Sky (Tsukki/Yamaguchi/Yachi)

The universe works in strange ways, Yachi thinks to herself as she and Tsukishima sit in the mostly empty auditorium, watching the small figures below move fluidly about the large wooden stage.

10. Chameleon Woman (original)

She was crude, reminding me of uncut gems with the dust of the earth still on her facets, the glossy surface unclean but with the potential for beauty.

11. Laundry Boy (Kageyama/Hinata)

“Tearing your dresser apart and yelling with that foul mouth of yours while I’m trying to sleep is not going to solve your problems, Tobio,” Oikawa says from his bed in the corner of our dorm room, lifting up the pillow he smashed over his face slightly to look at me and sigh.

12. Phoenix (Kageyama/Hinata)

It’s hard to hold a conversation in the dark, for me a least, but Kageyama shines so brightly, and I’ve grown so accustomed to the way his lips move (intimately accustomed), that I’m sure if he spoke to me in complete darkness I’d still understand.

13. A Song in His Heart (Kageyama/Hinata)

There’s something about the world being so quiet that makes your thoughts so loud.

14. Glow in the Dark (Oikawa)

Second best wasn’t good enough. It could never be good enough. And yet, that’s the only thing he could ever seem to achieve.

15. Two Sides of a Coin  (Kenma/Hinata)

The new boy in class was so angry, his fiery temperament matching the hue of his bright orange hair. He was not something Kenma would usually bother himself with.

16. Like Waves Against the Shore (Daichi/Suga)

For them it wasn’t gradual. There was no buildup, no rising action, no grand gesture to set everything in motion. They were in motion from the start, moving forward at a blinding pace that still felt too slow.

17. Mountain Climbing (Kageyama/Hinata)

Saturday mornings are perfect for two things; sleeping in late and volleyball practice. For Kageyama the latter completely outweighed almost everything else.

18. Say You Love Me (Kageyama/Hinata/Yachi)

Some things are natural; like the way the sun rises in the east, how time marches forward without skipping a beat, the way the ocean and flowers both smell of life but not quite in the same way. They’re almost unquestioningly accepted, the truths of a world filled with unneeded explanations.

19. Scattered Light (Kageyama/Hinata)

Writing music is like creating poetry compressed into invisible waves that sink deep into your skin, sticking like barbs, and implanting the words and feelings into your soul.

20. Wait For Me (Daichi/Suga)

It always hit him the same way, the first time he caught a glimpse of that face he knew better than his own. Could it still be considered a first time when he didn’t even know how many first times there had been? This could be the hundredth, the thousandth first time.

Hmmmm, as for a pattern that’s really tricky! I tend to jump between first and third person a lot from fic to fic so it’s hard to pin down similarities since they’re such different styles. But I guess I usually like to start off with a thought of some kind, either interrupting the thought of a character or an abstract or rhetorical type thought. Starting with dialogue is also fun but I try not to do it too often!

This was super fun!! I tag @sweetferretxd, @ainu, @frenchibi (I think you were already tagged >.> if so, sorry!), @miint-galaxii, and @l1nkp1t

Only if you guys want to ^-^

[starrii-galaxii]

This is the first Pressure fic I wrote, and it was written before I found out the time between the lockdown and the player getting the crystal was just two days...

Just pretend this is in some canon divergent universe where that time frame was long enough that Sebastian would be this hungry.

Speaking of Seb being hungry, trigger warning for self-cannibalism.

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Sebastian didn't always have 3 arms, he wasn't always such an uneven creature, even if Urbanshade cared little about his pitiful life, they would never do something as cruel as give him 3 arms and force him to beg for a fourth one.

No, the loss of this supposed fourth arm was all on Sebastian, but it was not his fault, it was the fault of his wretched hunger.

The sea snake dragged himself across the ground in the abandoned site, his annoyed grumbles matching the growling of his stomach as he went from room to room, his bright blue eyes roaming the area in search of something edible. He even humored the idea of trying to sniff out something to eat, if he was turned into an amalgam of animals, maybe he had some new hunting instincts... well... there was no harm in trying.

Taking a quick sniff of the surroundings, all he could smell was the strong foul stench of dead bodies and uncooked fish. He cursed under his breath as he opened a door that led to the oxygen garden, it would be nice to smell something better than corpses and fish and... fire?

He turned and stared at the oxygen garden that was now up in flames, his eyes widening as he noticed one spark land on his coat and nearly set one of his lower arms on fire, he was able to put it out and leave the room, now the stench of almost cooked fish invaded his nostrils as he slunk back to one of his many bases, curling up to try and sleep the hunger away.

But he couldn't get the smell out of his nose, especially with each pang of hunger that blurred his common sense.

Actually... he could really go for some fish right now

Hunger does crazy things to people, it makes them do things they would never even have thought of doing before, well, when hunger takes over, you don't think about anything you do.

Sebastian didn't think when his other arms grabbed his slightly burnt arm to keep it in place.

Sebastian didn't think when he lunged at it like a predator lunging at prey.

Sebastian didn't think when his teeth dug into his skin and ripped that pathetic little arm off.

Sebastian didn't think when he took his arm and shoved it in his mouth, tore it apart, felt the iron splash against his white teeth, swallowed the flesh, the meat, even some bones.

It didn't matter, because all he could think about was satiating his godforsaken hunger.

Once his food was nothing but a mess of blood and bones, Sebastian dragged himself to a nearby medkit, his movements robotic and his eyes distant, as if he were on autopilot. Grabbing the medkit, he uses it to wrap the bloodied stump that used to be his fourth arm.

It was only when he washed the bloody mess in his den that the mind fog finally cleared up, and realization struck through his body mere seconds before the pain did.

He ate his arm... He ate his fucking arm...

He would have thrown up right then and there if the idea of starving again hadn't forced him to swallow the sickness. Disgust made his body feel weak, it made him fall onto the ground and curl up in a ball on the ground, it made his breath hitch as sweat pooled around his body, it made his heart beat so quickly, it made his mind swirl in panic.

He just lay there, in a pool of sweat, guilt, and pain... but hey, at least he wasn't hungry anymore.

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[starrii-galaxii]

Regretevator Oneshots pt 1: Mozelle's Tea Party

You already know what it is! ✨______________________________✨

        A nicely furnished house with a nicely decorated table with two tea cups and a plate of yummy desserts.

OBJECTIVE!: HAVE A TEA PARTY!

        She sits on her pretty little mouse chair, swinging her legs back and forth as she stares at her door, awaiting her adorable rabbit friend to walk in. She bounces up and down in her seat in anticipation, keeping her hands politely folded on her lap, any second now... She stares at the clock, then at the door, then back at the clock, then back at the door.

        Over and over and over again until the clock hits 12

        But no one walked in, not even a knock at the door, just the sound of the clock ticking in the background as her guest gets more and more late. But... Melanie is never late to her tea party...

OBJECTIVE!: FIND MELANIE!

        An hour later, Mozelle hops off of her seat and leaves her mansion, perhaps Melanie just got lost on her way here. Skipping daintily through the firey fields that surround her home, Mozelle gets on the first ride out of hell and to Melanie's place.

        Getting off, she finds herself among a field of many pink flowers, she looks at them fondly, remembering the times she and Melanie had frolicked among these fields together. Maybe she should ask Melanie for some to bring to her home, a little touch of pink would do it some good.

        Skipping through the fields, Mozelle couldn't shake the feeling that something was wrong; She couldn't hear any familiar squeaks and beeps, she hadn't been able to see Melanie's recognizable ears hopping among the flowers, she couldn't even see any footsteps in the grass that weren't her own. It was too quiet, too still, too... eerie.

        Mozelle's skipping slowed into a cautious walk as she looked around at the increasingly darkening sky, she wasn't here for that long, it shouldn't be getting so dark so quickly. She was so distracted by the atmosphere that she hadn't seen what was in front of her until she bumped into something, causing her to fall back on the grass and look at what it was.

        A familiar TV with rabbit ears poking out, yet... she was missing her body.

Objective?: Cry HAVE A TEA PARTY!

        She pours cold tea into Melanie's cup, trying to stop her shaking hands from making too much of a mess, or dilting the tea with her tears... that would just be quite impolite, and she would never be so impolite to a close friend of hers.

        She sits down, taking hesitant sips of her own cold tea cup, she had never felt this cold in her life, especially knowing where she lives. But... today was just an odd day today wasn't it? Gifting Mozzelle a suprise she definitely didn't ask for, but cannot return.

        What an... unforgettable... tea party

[starrii-galaxii]

Last fic for today: I don’t wanna spam the pressure tags too much, so I think three is a good cutting off point

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Sebastian woke up in a dark area, noticing a table in front of him with drawers filled to the brim with files, but all of them were covered with black bars that made them unreadable. His fins flicked in confusion as he flipped through all the files, all as unreadable as the last, but what else was there? The table with assorted junk that had no use to him? The empty void he found himself in? He couldn't even move from where he sat for some reason.

"I apologize for the abrupt meeting," Sebastian looked up to see two green eyes staring back at him, his bright blue eyes straining to see the silhouette of a man with a closed umbrella and a formal suit, but that was the most detail he could get in this pitch black room. The person slid a document across the table, the only document that hadn't been redacted, the one about Z-13... him.

Sebastian immediately closed the document; he knew what happened to him and didn't need a reminder. He glared at the man who sat across from him, his sharp teeth forming a scowl as he leaned forward.

"What is this? Some sort of nightmare? Or a sick joke?" He hissed, his eyes narrowing and his claws making slight dents in the wooden table. The man, however, was not phased at all, he just cleared his throat and kept speaking.

"Calm down, sonny, no need to get worked up," The silhouette moved its hands in a placating manner, "I just wanted to ask for your help, I promise it'll be worth your time,"

Sebastian scoffed but let up, leaning back in the chair he was giving and crossing his arms, his eyes still eyeing the man, trying to figure out his deal.

The man continued, his voice still holding that old-timey formalness as if it were a time capsule of the past. "Now, as you may or may not have known, Urbanshade will be sending down prisoners to get the crystal, and I-"

"Urbanshade is doing what?" Sebastian interrupted, his fins rising in concern and annoyance, "Great, just great," He growled, "Now I gotta stop those runts from getting that damn crystal,"

"Ah, that is where we disagree," The man continued, "I actually need you to help the expendables, give them the items they need for their journey,"

Silence spread through the void; you'd think the place was empty if the pair's eyes weren't slightly illuminating the place. But that silence would be short-lived as the sound of something slamming the desk echoed through. Sebastian glared at the man with genuine hatred, "You want me to help Urbanshade?" His claws now dug through the wood of the table, "Over my dead fucking body,"

More silence, then a sigh from the silhouette, "Unfortunately, you do not have a choice," Sebastian felt the sharp end of the umbrella press against his neck, he could feel it push against his skin, threatening to stab through and gut him right then and there. Sebastian's eyes widened, his fight or flight activating, and as usual, fight won. He tried to grab the umbrella or the man, but instead, his hands were forced right back at his sides, and he couldn't move anymore. It was becoming increasingly clear that whoever this person was was much tougher than he expected.

The man spoke once again, "I do not want to resort to violence, so let's agree on something... you help the expendable... and every time they die, you have more access to those files," The umbrella moves to tap the drawer of redacted files once again, then back to Sebastian's neck. "I'll even let you sell the items to the expendable for more data if you'd like, I just need you to be at least of some help, deal?"

Weighing the benefits of this agreement... and the fact he didn't have much of a choice... Sebastian nodded reluctantly, "Deal," He spat out as he shook the man's hand and the umbrella lowered from his neck.

"Good," The man said, "I promise you that you won't regret this,"

Sebastian rolled his eyes, definitely sure that he would, but again, he had no choice. The best thing he could do was give in to the demands while doing everything in his power to slow down the retrieval of the crystal until he got what he needed.

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[starrii-galaxii]

Good thing I just posted an explanation of the whole Pressure Aquarium AU, yippie!!!!

This was made during the early days of this AU... hehehehehehe I love torturing this fuckass fish >:)

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Sebastian was in his usual spot in the enclosure, flicking away bits and pieces of sand that somehow found their way between his clawed nails, twitching his ears in annoyance, impatiently tapping his tail against the water as if he were waiting for something that would never come, all part of his usual routine of doing nothing all day yet still be praised for it.

People came and went, just more faces and voices that Sebastian could care less about, he could barely even remember the common visitors at the aquarium almost every day, though it didn't stop him from judging them. Today was no different, people were staring at him, underpaid employees came to make sure he was alive, and so-called 'important visitors' came and went, how boring.

The only thing Sebastian could do to pass the time was to curl up and sleep, even if employees would wake him up again so he could say hi to the visitors.

Though when he did sleep, the usual act of lights suddenly blinding him didn't happen, in fact, the lights dimmed, as if Urbanshade wanted him to take a nap today. While odd, Sebastian wasn't complaining, sleep was sleep, and it was better than being forced to do nothing all day.

But something seemed to tell him not to sleep that day, a feeling he couldn't shake, so he opened one of his eyes and noticed an HR-E walking by with another guest, while he usually wouldn't care, there was something about that specific guest that felt so... familiar. The lights were too dim for him to get a good look, so he slowly approached the glass wall of his tank, looking down at the familiar woman, trying to remember where he had seen her before.

The woman turned and noticed Sebastian's face pressed against the tank as he stared at her, she was an older woman with tan skin and black hair that was riddled with gray. She inspected him, turning her head to the HR-E, "Oh, I thought you said this one was asleep, what was its name again?" She turned back to Sebastian with a solemn smile, "He kinda looks like my son,"

That was when it clicked, Sebastian's tail started to tap against the water much faster as he pressed his face closer to the glass pane, the words could barely escape his lips as excitement rushed through his body.

"Mom? Mom! It's me! It's Se-"

"Ah! We call it Z-13," The HR-E interrupted, trying to push the woman away from Sebastian's enclosure, "And it looks like it needs a bit of a rest, sometimes it can get like that, you know?"

However, Sebastian didn't stop, he just moved with them while continuing to knock on the door and get the attention of his mother, trying to get her to realize who it was, that he was indeed her son. He was pleading for her to look at him, for her to recognize him when the glass panes turned into bars, he stuck his arms through it, reaching out for her as he cried for her to come back.

The HR-E just pushed her away, telling her that Z-13 could be dangerous, that he may want to attack her, and that she shouldn't react.

The woman just nodded and went with the employee, but a part of her, the maternal side of her, couldn't help but think that the HR-E was wrong. The look in his eyes, the way he cried out for her, the way he reached for her, it didn't seem like a monster trying to attack, but a child who just wanted their mom back.

"How sad, hopefully, it finds its mother one day." She murmurs to herself as she walks with the HR-E, not even noticing the irony of her statement, trying to ignore the banging and the sobbing occurring behind her, walking away from her baby while he was wailing for her to come back.

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[starrii-galaxii]

Rewrite of Mozelle’s Tea Party!!!!! Yippie!!!!

If you wanna read it right here on Tumblr, it’s below the cut! If you wanna read it on Ao3, it’s been linked above! If you wanna read it on Quotev, you can check out the link in my intro post!

Anyways, enjoy the storii!!!!! :3

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Within the hellish flames, a pastel pink castle stood out from the rest. It was elegantly furnished, exuding warmth and charm. In the dining room was a wonderfully decorated table; Two delicate tea cups sat invitingly, their intricate designs basked in the soft light, a platter filled with an assortment of tiny desserts— rich chocolate-covered strawberries, small donuts with a drizzle of strawberry frosting, and croissants with a sweet strawberry filling — and the warm fire gently crackling in the quaint fireplace added a delightful touch. Perfect for enjoying a cozy afternoon tea!

OBJECTIVE!: HAVE A TEA PARTY!

Mozelle politely sits on her comfortable rose throne, keeping her hands folded in her lap and swinging her tiny legs back and forth as she expectantly stares at the large castle doors, patiently waiting for a familiar little rabbit to hop on in.

'Any moment now...' She thought to herself as her eyes darted to the grandfather clock, watching the fancy hands go tick, tick, tick. Her dark eyes only returned to the door now and then, but they always returned to the clock.

Up until the clock hit 12.

Amongst the loud dings to announce the start of the afternoon, Mozelle's eyes were glued to the unmoving doors... that was odd... Melanie was never late to a tea party.

OBJECTIVE!: FIND MELANIE!

It only took the clock ticking for five more minutes for Mozelle to hop out of her seat and leave the castle. Perhaps Melanie got lost on the way here; Though that made no sense knowing Melanie, it was the only reasonable guess on why she wasn't here yet.

Skipping through the firey fields surrounding her home, she got on the first ride out of hell and to Melanie's place.

Once there, she walks through the field of multicolored flowers. Mozelle had fond memories of Melanie's garden; Picnics, peaceful afternoon walks, tea parties, or just relaxing and resting on the soft grass.

Yet, walking through this familiar garden, something felt wrong here. Looking closer, it was clear the plants hadn't been watered in a bit, no footsteps amongst the grass that didn't belong to Mozelle, and she couldn't hear any of those familiar squeaks or beeps that usually rang through the meadow. It was much too... empty...

She slowed into a dainty yet cautious walk, noticing the lights of Melanie's cottage were off, actually, now that she thought of it, it was getting much too dark, much too quickly.

Her head was tilted towards the sky, staring at the dark clouds as she walked deeper and deeper into the garden, barely noticing how it was gradually becoming more and more wild, covering more sky.

Then she bumped into something; she was finally broken from her trance, her dark eyes widening as she took in the sight.

Laying in the soft grass was a broken TV with rabbit ears poking out, her body being nowhere in sight.

The sky kept darkening, the background becoming hazy... black...

That was...

Melanie.

OBJECTIVE?

Melanie's cup was filled to the brim with cold tea, and she slid it in front of the chair occupied by the broken TV. Mozelle sat down on her side, picked up her teacup, felt the cold porcelain against her fingers, and ingested the tea that had been watered down by tears.

She didn't put the cup down until it was finished, and when she did, she moved stiffly, feeling the chill run down her spine every time she looked at that decapitated head of her only one.

Her fingers relinquished their tight grasp on the cup; she couldn't handle this cold emptiness within her any longer. Hopping out of her chair, she dragged the TV by the bunny ears into a room, when she flicked on a switch, the light illuminated a collection of tools.

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Teh Second (and last) Regurgitator fic before I move on to spamming the Pressure tag (with like... two fics)

Same as before; You can read this here, on AO3, and Quotev

VERY LATE CHRISTMAS SPECIAL!!!! Local woman experiences real snow for the first time!!!!

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       Specks of white came down and littered the floor. In the distance, a figure dressed in blue could be seen staring up at the clouds, her red pupils watching a singular snowflake, taking in its details, watching it flit down onto the floor, merging with the rest of its comrades. She would move on to the next snowflake, each with its intricate details. No snowflake was the same as the other, but it was just precipitation; There was nothing special about that.

       Though she had to admit, these snowflakes were prettier than what she was used to... The white specks of falling ash...Mach closed her eyes, reminding herself that this wasn't the battlefield, what was falling before her wasn't ash, it was precipitation, and it wouldn't hurt her if it were to land on her skin.

       She opened her eyes again, her head looking forward, viewing recognizable shapes in the distance; Her caterpillar friend was making little snow angels, Wallter was making a snowman, and Dr.Retro was catching snowflakes on her tongue. Mach was sure Folly probably would be enjoying the snow too if it didn't mean having to show 'weakness' as she calls it. But overall, everyone was enjoying themselves, and enjoying these weirdly beautiful crystalized pieces of frozen water.

       "Meow mew meow meow? (Likin' the snow sugar?)" The yellow cat purred, making her way over to Mach with her usual wide smile.

       "Yeah... I guess..." Mach let out another breath, watching the mist exit and dissipate with the rest of the air, "It's... nicer than I expected," She could feel something fuzzy press against her, she looked down to see Retro brushed up against her with a calm purr.

       "Meow meow meow, (I'm glad)" Retro looked back up at her with a smile, Mach returned her gaze, watching Retro's fur be covered with freckles of snow, she couldn't help but brush some off of her, which Retro leaned into. "Meow meow mrrp mrr (You're really warm, you know that?)"

       Warm? Mach had never been referred to as warm before, yet here she stood, in a cold environment, and felt that supposed warmth spread through her entire body. She knew it was probably her internal heating systems, but, just for a moment, she let herself believe that something magical happened; Perhaps the snowflakes she believed were merely precipitation weren't precipitation at all, but something magical as well...

       It was a fun thought, causing her lips to form a slight smile as she looked up at the sky once again, watching the magical dancing crystals twirl and add to the icy blanket below her. Leaning against the doctor, she felt herself becoming warmer and warmer, barely noticing the small puddle of water below her feet.

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[starrii-galaxii]

Hehe, here you go >:3

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Darnell was leaning on a graffitied wall, staring at the orange-pink sky. The rectangle lights from apartments scattered across, making a sort of disorganized pattern of light. He watched a train roll past him, blaring its horn as it rushed to its next destination.

He exhaled, a thin cloud of smoke exiting his lips into the slowly darkening sky above him. Between his index and middle finger was a cigarette, one that was reaching its end. He dropped it on the ground and stomped the flames out, then picked it up and flicked it into the trashcan next to him.

Lo-fi traveled through his headphones into Darnell’s ears, he zoned out into his own world, taking out his lighter and flicking it on, staring at the small flame in his hand. 

He was so entranced by the fire that he hadn’t even noticed a familiar blue-hair approach him. Only having his trance broken when Boyfriend nudged Darnell to get his attention.

“What's up?” Darnell asked as he removed his headphones.

“Nothing much, just waiting.” BF answered, “What about you?”

“Eh, doing as much as you, I guess.” Darnell shrugged, “Just chilling, and listening to music.” Boyfriend's eyes brightened but still kept his nonchalant demeanor, however, Darnell knew him long enough to know that the mere mention of music was enough to get Boyfriend excited.

“What music are you listening to?” Boyfriend asked. Instead of answering the question directly, Darnell removed his headphones then placed them on Boyfriend’s ears. He kept his hands on the headphones, or really, around Boyfriend’s face. Boyfriend looked up at Darnell, eventually lifting his hands and resting them on Darnell’s hands.

Neither of them spoke to each other, the pinks in the sky turned bluish-purple, more rectangles of light flickered in the evening-sky. Boyfriend eventually moved Darnell’s hands from the headphones, still keeping his grasp on them. Brushing his fingers against the burn scars on Darnell’s fingers.

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And that is all! I never finished this because of like... writers block (Also I didn't know ((And still kinda don't know)) how to write romance)

But I hope y'all liked it! :3

1 like and I post that unfinished Api Biru one-shot I wrote a year ago and just found today :3

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❝ i’ve seen this power in the wrong hands. it corrupts, consumes, lays waste to civilizations. ❞ - starscream

    Ratchet’s frown remained unchanged, and he waited a few moments to speak at all, expecting a continuation. Which he then expressed, “... I am waiting for you to make your point. Few survivors of our species are unaware of the consequences of abusing power.”

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" You said that multiple times, Ratch, " she said softly, continuing to snuggle against his face plate, " Are you really that busy? Even Optimus recharges. " (on mobile)

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     One of his optics half closed due to the squishy organic child pressed against that side of his face, but his answer shared the same tired calm tone as before, “Our recharging patterns can vary greatly compared to a human sleep schedule. We are aliens, you know.”