because youre better than me monica

Astra inclinant, sed non obligant

A short sci-fi story written for @caffeinewitchcraft’s Caffeine Challenge #12. My brain took the prompts and veered off a bit, but this was fun to write! The title means “The stars incline us, but do not bind us.”




I was born on the Saratoga, a class 2 transport running supplies between the consolidated colonies of the outer ring planets. It’s down in the records as the middle day of seven in a Night cycle as we drifted between suns, all lights on emergency use only until we could make it in range of the next system to recharge the auxiliary batteries. Mom always said that Night stretched so long because I was hoarding all the light for myself, so I could burst to life as five pounds six ounces of screaming starfire. She said she knew I’d be fine out here in the black, that she knew I could make my life here and be happy without a sun and a planet because even from that very first moment she could see the light in my eyes; a true spacer, whose inner fire keeps them warm even in the darkest times.

I never had the heart to tell her she was wrong.


My defection started like this: I was seven sol-years old and setting foot on a planet for the first time. Gravity dragged at me. My feet and hands felt heavy, my head hurt. The floor seemed to roll out in front of me, curving and bucking when I tried to walk. I fell more than a few times, and my mother tried to get me to go back to the shuttle, but I refused. Everyone else in my class had been planetside, even Monica and Neil, both two years younger than me, and I was determined to have my turn.

One of the station attendants gave me a pair of crutches and I gritted my teeth and kept going, one shaky step at a time, until I was through the doors and really, really in-atmosphere for the first time in my life.

The heat of the sun felt like a caress over my hair. The breeze tugging at my shipsuit was a revelation. There were sounds I’d never heard before, smells I’d never dreamt of, more colors than I’d ever thought possible. Actual living animals flew above me. Vibrant green plants pushed between cracks in the stone path, utterly unplanned-for.

It was too much. I cried. I screamed. I curled in a ball on the ground—real, solid ground!–and bawled my tiny heart out while the sun beat on my neck, and I refused to move no matter how my shipmates coaxed and pulled and scolded. Mom always said after it was some kind of sign, that it was proof I knew I belonged in space, even that young. The rest of the adults laughed about it for years. They’d muss my hair affectionately whenever it came up at a party, or a holiday, or a community hearing, or a graduation ceremony, and say things like That’s our Astra, and A born shiprat, you are.

I wasn’t allowed off-ship again for a decade.

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Like We Used To {Part 2}

Mark x Reader
Genre: AU/Fluff/Angst/Suggestive 
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The light of the morning shone in through your old bedroom but you refused to open your eyes. As much as you wished the events of last night was a dream, you could feel Mark’s arm draped around your naked torso under the sheets. Your back was turned to him, the sound of his calm and even breathing beside you as he slept. You wanted to blame the alcohol for the lack of judgement but it was beyond that. You had wanted Mark. Had succumbed to the need and desire of him, more than once in the night. Vague flashbacks of the night you two shared played in your head. Every touch had sent heats of fire throughout your body, every kiss a ripple of desire and every moan a wave of pleasure. Mark had been an extraordinary lover. You ran your hand over your face, what were you doing? Why were you basking in the thought of your night with Mark when you two had made such a horrible mistake. He was your best friend. He was engaged, to your other best friend. How horrible could you be? Carefully, you slipped out of the bed, although a part of you had wanted to stay. You wanted him to wake up with you and share in the gratification of each other’s bodies again, this time in the daylight. Lust, that’s what it was. That’s what you tried telling yourself as you tiptoed towards the tshirt that had been strewn across the floor. Quietly you slipped it on glancing at Mark as he laid there fast asleep. The blanket only covering his lower half while his arm remained reached out to where you were laying a few moments ago. Exiting the bedroom, you made your way downstairs towards the kitchen of your parents house. What were you supposed to do? Mark was asleep, naked in your old bedroom while you stood in the empty quiet kitchen. At that time the only logical thing you felt like you could do was make breakfast. Distract yourself from the thought of Mark upstairs, hoping that the simple tasks such as cooking would bring you back to reality. Too many feelings were rushing at you all at once. Anger, that you had done something so foolish and you weren’t the only one involved in this, Mark had been just as part of it, so you were angry at him too for letting it get that far. Guilt, that you had done the absolute worst thing possible to your best friend and she had no clue. Hurt, knowing that you had betrayed her and she would end up devastated at your actions. Confusion, because now you didn’t know where you and Mark stood. Did you have deeply rooted feelings for him and were you completely unaware of it until now?

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anonymous asked:

Gigi is fire tbh. I wasnt into her originally the all american beach girl but her style is rad and shes been killing it recently. I think im a fan now?

Yeah, her print modeling has improved a lot and she’s not as overexposed as she use to be so when she gets covers and campaigns it’s more exciting (especially because they’re usually pretty good). And her street style is soooo much better with her new stylist, getting rid of Monica was such a good move for her. I wish she was a little more active with interviews and social media because she seems a bit boring with all her withdrawness though her @ing people and responding to everything on social media annoyed me sooooo bad so maybe my opinion would sway if she started getting more in your face again. I like her a lot more now than I use to, too. I really didn’t like her at all a year or so ago. Which is kinda weird to think about because she was an fc I used a lot back in 2015 with my roleplays but I was never really interested in learning much about her? I don’t know if it was that bubbly, “all-American” Cali style/vibe she had that wasn’t appealing to me (though perfect for my musing) or what but I definitely have become more invested in her now.