Tell It To Me Again
So tinyghostbones said that Pluto and Charon are those two girls that follow eachother everywhere and are clearly, desperately pining but they can’t quite seem to notice that about eachother so they suffer in silence, and I thought YES THIS I CAN DO.
Depressing (and very raw, un-editted) fic beneath the cut.
guys so we don’t fill the actual planet’s tag with our stuff, can we tag things as ‘mwf’ or ‘mwf:’
which is basically
‘milky way fandom’
much how like axis powers hetalia is ‘aph’/’aph:’
Reblog this if you’re in the Milky Way Fandom
I’m really curious about how many we are, also my friend doesn’t believe me that this is an actual fandom now.
the gilded cage (milky way fandom; saturn, implied jupiterxsaturn)
She’s beautiful and alone, that’s how its always been.
After all, she’s busy. She has 63 moons to take care of; you think that happens on its own? Earth hasn’t even found time to name them all. So yes, she has things to do; her moons and moonlets need her and really, that’s more people then the “planets” of the solar system.
It would be easier if she could reach them though.
That’s how it is. Everything is either outside the rings or in the middle of them, except her; and she can’t get past those thick walls of ice. She doesn’t know why. There behaviour doesn’t usually follow the laws of matter (or “physics”, as Earth has dubbed it). Uranus and Neptune can get past their rings, after all; but Uranus’s rings are small and Neptune’s are in pieces, so that’s why. There’s a way out. There is a way out for everyone but her.
She doesn’t know if the others have noticed.
After all, she can barely ever talk to them. A quick hello as the zip past in their orbits, particularly the inner planets. They’re always so quick, hurtling through the universe, while the rest of them have to drag themselves through space. Most of the rock planets are a little scared of her. Well that’s not fair. They’d know her better if she could reach them for moment at a time.
Jupiter; Jupiter’s the gas giant all the smaller planets turn to. Well he’s the largest, and the closest, and seems to have the least rings to overcome. He protects them all from the universe, absorbing every blow and blast. Saturn wants to ask him why he does it. She actually has time to with Jupiter, but whenever she tries he just chuckles and is confused. “Why wouldn’t I?” he asks.
She doesn’t understand that. Perhaps she’s just selfish.
She’s closer to the edge than him, so he couldn’t protect her if he wanted to; she’s not even sure she’d want him to. After all, she’s a gas giant too; second largest in the solar system and she should be able to protect herself. And she’s not like Earth, with all those wild different lifeforms to support, she’s just… her. Maybe one of her moons could, some day, but they’re free of the rings and do what they want so really that’s none of her business.
But it must be nice, being protected like that. Having someone who’s almost a star looking out for you. No-one knows Saturn well enough to look out for her.
Once, one of her moonlets threatened to break it. To break out of the ring system, somehow, attract a meteor or something; get knocked out of place and smash those ice rings. Free her. She cried and screamed and begged him to stop. Guess she is a mother after all; she would give her liberty to protect her moons, her children. That, or all the debris would have a destructive impact on her composition.
She was named for the God of time, apparently. And so she sits there watching, waiting. While the other planets have their dramas; while Venus and Mercury bask in the intensity of the Sun, while Earth’s affections switch from Venus to Mars to Jupiter to Mars again, while Neptune and Uranus wait together in the cold outer regions. There, unchanging and eternal, stays Saturn, calling out to anyone who passes for just a second of not being lonely.
Earth thinks she’s beautiful, apparently. Because of the rings. They remind him of something called “jewellery”, and she’s not sure what that is but it doesn’t sound like something awful. She can’t be angry about it; Earth doesn’t know what’s going on, because for all his prying, not even he can know her. She is unknowable and that is her curse.
Perhaps one day something will happen. An asteroid really will hit the rings, or they’ll melt somehow all on their own. But she’s not counting on it.
She does not change. She remains trapped in her cage, crying for those who walk past.
they sat there, silent. always silent. they were dead inside, eyes blank. slowly, they walked in circles as they always did. as they always had.
all but one, and that one had to look out at the others constantly, looking into those blank, blank eyes. Earth, it was called. Earth looked healthy, full.
unlike all the other Planets. some were big and some were small, but all were thin, thin, thin. their eyes reflected their colors, but all dulled, blank. their skin was just as pale, their lips cracked from dehydration, except Mars.
Mars was the second most alive. Mars occasionally flicked a glance Earth’s way, like there was something there, just below the surface. Mars was so, so cold, but some times got as warm as parts of Earth. That’s when Earth felt the least alone.
when Earth looked up and saw its Moon, everything seemed better. it’d send out a little ship it built, throwing it to the near-by child that made its own circles around it. when a person got to his Moon, Moon would light up.
suddenly, its empty smile would turn into a big grin, and they could talk. Moon and Earth would be the only sounds in the big, big black room, until the people had to go back to Earth. little Moon would gently throw the rocket back, and the second they left, the light began to again fade from its eyes.
then Earth was alone.
…………….guys I just wrote planet porn……….I wrote Mercury/Mars hate sex……..guys…………..what am I doing?
So uh, since we’re all shipping Jupiter and Earth now…. Just what exactly happens when a planet ship becomes canon?
Extra moons? ;)
I realise I should probably move my DW/Planetshipping crossover to a post of its own too
“AAH! AAH! Oh, terribly sorry, didn’t mean to burst in like that. Navigation circuitry, really should see a mechanic; except I never liked mechanics, what with their overpricing and weak tea; hello I’m the Doctor! I assume we haven’t met?”
The two men withdraw from one another’s embrace on the bed, one of them - the smaller one - looking very embarrassed and the other very confused. The embarrassed one tries putting on a brave face. “Hi! I’m Earth. This is my boyfriend, Jupiter.”
The Doctor blinks. “Really, you’re from Earth? It’s only the 21st century right, you lot don’t reach this part of the solar system until at least the 23rd!” A pause. “Wait, what do you mean he’s from Jupiter; there won’t be any life on Jupiter - ever - and sure maybe on its moons but that’s not for another millennium!”
The two men look at one another oddly. “Uh, you might have misheard him. HeisEarth. And IamJupiter.”
The Doctor blinks. “Oh! Well that’s all very good then, nevermind; I was wondering why you were so much taller than him, thought you were just good at eating your vegetables. Wait a second what do you mean you’re Jupiter and Earth how is that possible?”
‘Jupiter’ nudges ‘Earth’ with his elbow. “Is this one of your humans?”
“Looks like it, but somehow I don’t think so.” Earth frowns. “Wait, who are you anyway?”
“Well I’m the Doctor; I think you’ll find I already told you that. But as for your question, no I’m not human, though I do get asked that a lot; well more often I’m just assumed to be human and asked if I’m not later, which can cause some problems; I really need to stop focusing so much on one planet.” A pause. “Wait, you’re Earth? The Earth? Oh, I’m a big fan; really I’m honoured! Can I get your autograph?”
Jupiter seems confused. “Autograph? Vegetables?”
“I’ll explain later. And sorry to say Doc, there isn’t much paper on Jupiter.”
“Paper?” And from the blush on his face the Doctor would say Jupiter thinks that’s something sexual.
“Right well, should have expected as much. Anyway, better be off; I only stopped here because I wanted somewhere uninhabited to do repairs, but if you two lovebirds are making this your nest… How does that work anyway; can you make, does it make little baby planets or extra moons or something? Oh, is that a personal question?”
Earth seems bemused. “Um… hate to mention it Doc, but you don’t seem as confused by our existence as you were before.
“Hmm? Oh, well it’s probably just a personification thing, I’ve seen it happen before. It can take a moment to get your head around it. I once ran into the anthropomorphic personification of Switzerland; he tried to shoot me. Anyway, goodbye you two! Try not to cause too many metaphysical crises!”
And the man ducks back into the blue box in which he arrived, which promptly disappears. Jupiter frowns. “So… is that sort of thing normal where you’re from?”
Earth smiles. “Why of course.”