#Aster Answers💫

[purplecelestial-buddy]

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I'll never get why you say that I remind you of Noé when, based on the fics I've read and the clips I've seen, I so clearly share more similarities with Vanitas

So we'll let the people decided:

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Reimagining the characters in Wish

(Part 3- Star/Aster)

ITS THE MOMENT WE’VE BEEN WAITING FOR!!!

HERE COMES THE BOYYYYY!!!

Ahem… so yeah welcome to part 3

If you haven’t seen them yet, here’s the links for part 1 and part 2 where I talk about how I’d rewrite Asha and the villains respectively.

Star may be the most challenging character to reimagine since… All I have is the personality displayed on the Star we DID get, a song we all collectively headcanon as Asha x Star love song (At All Cost Demo), and my imagination… In a way that just makes things more fun too.

Now remember there’s no definitive version of this character, he never came true so there’s limitless ways we can interpret him.

Some may imagine him mute, some may imagine him as a wacky character like the genie, others may imagine him more soft spoken like the blue fairy, some may imagine him as Asha’s love interest while others may prefer them as just friends, or even have him look like her grandfather, there are no wrong answers.

So here’s how I imagine him to be like:

The Star 💫

What’s a Wishing Star?

- Before we start talking about our star boy, I think it’s important we establish what a wishing star even is, so let’s begin.

-Star is an entity from another plane of existence, a wishing star, a being whose only purpose is to listen to the wishes from mortals that can see him and other wishing stars through their night skies. They listen to the wishes from mortals and provide some guidance in subtle ways.

- A wishing star is born, or rather, gains consciousness, once someone looks to them and makes a wish from the bottom of their hearts, once the star receives their first ever wish they are no longer just a celestial body of gas, they become a new wishing star, they gain a purpose, and develop their minds just like how a human would.

- As the years pass the star becomes more wise, more equipped to help the person who wished upon them for the first time.

- For a wishing star to grow up it may take a while, that’s why most people wish upon bigger ones who are already fully developed and clever enough to know exactly how to help.

- It’s not a wishing star’s job to GRANT a wish immediately, in fact, they’re incapable of doing that, their magic can only go as far as the hope and perseverance that resides in their wishmaker’s heart.

- Things that the mortal would consider just luck could actually be the works of a wishing star putting them in the right path.

- If the person loses hope in their dream then there isn’t anything the star can do, but if they remain determined then the star can help them go far.

- So a wishing star job is to just… stay in the sky, look down upon their wishmakers, give some subtle magic intervention here and there…

-That is, when they’re wished upon at all, otherwise they just stay there doing nothing.

- However… In some rare occasions, wishing stars can do a lot more than just give a subtle magic intervention from the distance. Sometimes, when someone truly well intentioned makes a wish with all their heart… The wishing star gets the power to do some extraordinary things.

Personality

- Star, or Aster as I’ll be calling him in this rewrite, which is a non-binary name meaning “star”. I’ll be referring to them with (He/they) pronouns.

- Aster is a very young and inexperienced wishing star, in fact, counting with Asha’s wish, Star only got TWO wishes in their whole life. And he’s still working on granting that first wish he ever got 18 years ago.

(Haha I’m sure that’s not foreshadowing for something really sad)

- Because of that he’s often treated by the other stars as sort of a younger sibling or a little kid.

- I think I should just get this info out now: Aster is NOT the north star, that big, bright and iconic star we know from the Disney movies, nope, Aster is actually a small itty bitty little star that you can barely see, that kind of star you probably wouldn’t pick to wish upon, most choose the brightests and bigger ones.

- So who’s that big, bright and iconic star? Well, in the beginning of our story… That star doesn’t exist, like, it’s literally absent from the sky… After all, we're seeing that star's origin story :)

- We’ll get to that when we get to that, back to Aster tho.

- Aster is a lot different from the other wishing stars, while they’re these benevolent and wise entities, Aster is more of a naive and curious teen who’s fascinated with the world below them.

- No one wishes upon him EVER so he gets a lot of free time to just watch humans do human things and animals do animal things, and he loves it.

(He’s like Ariel and Quasimodo lmao)

- When he gets to earth he’s very excited to help Asha, showing appreciation for her wishing upon him through a lot of physical contact, often hugging her and holding her hand without him even noticing. (Asha at first is confused but she gets used to this behavior pretty quick)

- Although Aster is naive and overly excited they’re no fool, he can be very clever and creative when it’s necessary.

- He’s also not a fish out of water like Ariel when he’s on earth, they understands human customs and how things work, since he watched everything from the sky… Although nevertheless they’re delighted to see everything up close.

- He may be smart, but at first, they don’t really know how to guide Asha in the right path to make her wish come true, after all he’s a very inexperienced wishing star, and freeing a kingdom from an evil sorcerer king and queen is no easy task.

- But regardless he doesn’t let his own insecurities get to him, and remains optimistic they’ll figure it out, together.

His personality is reminiscent to Disney guys such as: Quasimodo, Peter Pan, Prince Philip (yes really, rewatch Sleeping Beauty, that boy has a lot of personality), Alladin and Hercules.

Main Traits:

- Optimistic and kind

- Naïve

- Protective

- Curious

- Energetic

- Secretly very insecure

Powers

I think it’s important to establish his abilities before we get to his backstory and all that jazz.

What he CAN’T do

Just like how Movie Asha did in her job interview, let’s get his weaknesses out of the way first.

- Sooo… don’t get mad but… Star won’t be a shapeshifter in my version. I don’t want him to feel too much like Maui or the genie. So he’ll stay in the shape of a princely looking boy the whole way through.

- He can’t teleport, would make things too easy, also there’s a plot reason I’ll explain later.

- Can’t materialize real things out of thin air, only things made of star dust so they don’t really have any utility other than to create fun visuals during music numbers or when he’s explaining stuff.

- Can’t hurt anyone, this one is VERY IMPORTANT for plot reasons I’ll talk about later on.

- Can’t make a wish come true with the snap of his fingers, he’s a star, not a genie.

Weakness: Dark Magic, hopelessness and Asha getting hurt.

What he CAN do

- Stretch and re-shape his body. He may not turn into animals but his body can regenerate and squash and stretch around (haha get it? Like the animation term), like he’s made of star dust. Have this piece of concept art as an example:

- He can Fly and make other people and objects fly too

- Unlock doors, may seem random now but I’ll explain in a minute.

- Bring plants to life, and make them grow bigger, and I mean like “make a flower the size of a house” bigger.

- Make animals talk, but the animals only keep talking IF they so desire, if that’s not something they wish for then the magic fades away with time.

- Tho he naturally understands animals and any other living thing in their own languages.

- He can feel other people’s wishes, not all the time tho, he has to make a conscious effort to see what’s that person’s deepest desire.

- His body is warm like a small sun, so he can give warm hugs… that’s a power, yes.

- Aster may not teleport, but they can move really REALLY fast

- Uncorrupt wish bubbles, I mentioned in part 2 that Magnifico twisted most the people's wishes, those wishes that are changed are called “Corrupted wishes”, Aster can change those wishes back to what they originally were.

- Create dreams, is that too much like the sandman from rise of the guardians?… Im still keeping it.

-Get inside drawings, This is just for a scene I imagine Aster shrinking and walking around inside Asha's sketch book, I think that's cute.

- Make a human disguise, I'll elaborate more on this when we get to talk about his design.

- He can grant wishes “but Anny you just said earlier he can’t—“ yes yes I know… he just grants them in his own unique way.

What gives him strength: Hopes and dreams

(Undertale reference? More likely than you think)

A wishing star purpose is to serve as a guide, that provides some magic intervention so that the wishmaker has the means to get to their goal.

As such, the stronger Asha’s hope, perseverance and passions are, the stronger and more limitless Star’s magic becomes. Like his magic abilities are charged up by Asha’s beliefs, the more she wants something, the more he can do for her.

Now, let’s talk about how Aster and other wishing stars that come to earth function, and to do that, we gotta go waaaaay back to another wish granting character in the Disney catalog.

The Blue Fairy- What can we learn from her?

- We all know the blue fairy from Pinocchio, she is in a way the closest thing we have in the Disney canon that resembles the concept of Star, so I’m considering them as both the same kind of entity, they’re both wishing stars.

(not the same character tho, and I’ll get to that soon don’t you worry)

- You would think a character we see so little about doesn’t provide a lot of context, but she actually gives us a pretty good idea about what wishing stars can and can’t do.

- First thing she says when arriving is:

“Good Geppetto, you have given so much happiness to others. You deserve to have your wish come true.”

- From that, we can interpret that wishing stars only assume a human form and help those who are truly pure of heart and have spread kindness to others. Like Asha.

- Geppetto wished for Pinocchio to be a real boy, a human boy, but the blue fairy couldn’t grant that wish, because the only one who could make himself a real boy was Pinocchio himself.

“To make Geppetto’s wish come true will be enterely up to you. Prove yourself brave, truthful and unselfish, and someday you will be a real boy"

- So, am I saying that Aster will just fly up to Asha and say “it’s all up to you to save your people… GOOD LUCK! 😊” sparkle some magic on her and leave?

- Well no although that would be funny, he’s not gonna do that, in fact, Aster will act way differently compared to the Blue Fairy.

- Although Aster can’t immediately make the people of Rosas “Have something more than this” he will do everything in his power to help Asha with anything she needs, and stay by her side the whole way through… Not at all what the Blue Fairy did.

- Lets say the Blue Fairy did exactly what a wishing star is supposed to do.

-She didn’t let herself be seen by anyone except Pinocchio and Jimminy Cricket, she only gave Pinocchio a few instructions and then left it all up to him, and even then when she went a bit beyond that to inform him that Geppetto was inside a whale she did so by sending a note… Almost like she couldn’t go back again to tell him personally… Interesting huh?

(I know the reason is because the animators would lose their minds if they had to draw that sparkly effect on her dress a third time but let’s pretend there’s more to it okay?)

- So we have her being the best role model of a wishing star… and then we have Aster...

-Doesn’t even know where to begin with helping Asha, chooses to stay on earth more than a day instead of just giving cryptic advice and leaving, was seen by multiple people aside from just Asha and Valentino, and worse of all, falls in love with his wish maker… yeah dude broke several rule… And the other stars ain’t happy about that.

- You could say the scale of Geppetto’s wish and Asha’s wish are way different, one just wants a son and the other wants to defeat two evil monarchs.

-But the stars don’t see it that way, to them every wish should be treated equally and it’s not their purpose to mingle with humans and change the course of their history.

- So you see, while the Blue Fairy could go back to the sky and then reappear anywhere she wanted… Aster won’t have that privilege.

-If he goes back to the sky he’s not coming back down, because the other stars won’t allow it, not after he broke their rules.

- Aster knows all that, because he can hear them talking to him, warning him to stop and go back to the sky… Aster keeps that information a secret from Asha for as long as they can…

- He knows after he’s done helping Asha they’ll never see each other again, but that’s fine, he’s willing to break every rule to help her…

- Oh also there’s a scene in Pinocchio where the Blue Fairy opens a lock to free Pinocchio from a cage… that’s why I said Aster can unlock doors… okay moving on to our boy backstory.

Backstory

Yup, Aster has a backstory. And it all started in one fateful night:

An elderly man was taking a walk, carrying his granddaughter in his arms, she was just a few weeks old, but he couldn’t wait to show her how beautiful the stars looked that night.

He sat with her on a thick tree branch, and even though she couldn’t understand him, he was so happy telling her the names of each constellation.

In that moment, it seemed like everything was perfect.

But then that moment ended… He heard screams, and smelled smoke.

The elderly man ran back to his home, only to find it completely engulfed in a fire.

His granddaughter was now crying in his arms as he watched some neighbors trying to put down the fire, but to no avail.

His son and daughter-in-law were in there, he lost them both in an instant, the pain he felt in that moment was immeasurable.

In that moment of sorrow all he could do was look up, between the thick smoke he saw it… a small star.

With all his heart, Sabino wished upon it

“I wish my dear granddaughter, Asha, never feel such pain and sadness as I’m feeling in this moment”

A new wishing star was born.

Those words were the first thing Aster ever heard, it took a few years for him to even know what they meant, but as Asha and him grew older, he started to understand them.

He tried his best to make Asha as happy as she could be with the little that he was allowed to do.

Sometimes giving her inspiration for her drawings, other times sending her nice dreams after a bad day.

But he felt like he was failing her, no matter what he did, Asha would still go through sad times… Specially after her grandfather passed away.

Aster treasured every happy moment that he saw Asha experience, her making new friends, getting better with her drawings, dancing during wish ceremonies. Aster would shine brighter every time she was happy.

Point is: They were connected the whole time, and Aster already knew Asha even way before she wished upon him.

To be clear he wouldn’t just stay up there looking at Asha all day, he was also interested on everything else on earth in general.

But then, we have Asha’s 18th birthday, the day she had to give away her wish.

Aster knew what was really going on in Rosas, about what happened to most of the people’s wishes, and although that also saddened the other stars they all agreed they couldn't intervene unless someone from Rosas wished for their help.

So you can imagine how happy Aster was when Asha wished upon HIM, of all the stars, she looked at him and asked for his help! What are the chances?

If you could listen to them, you’d hear all the stars collectively whisper “oh…this might not end well…” as Aster flies down to earth going "YYYYYPIIIEEEEEEE!!!"

A Star Who Wishes To Be Human

- I’ve made it very clear that Aster is different from the other stars, for the reason that he’s so young and so fascinated with life on earth.

- But there’s more than that, see, I mentioned before Aster can’t hurt anyone, and that’s not because he’s some holier-than-thou pacifist, it’s because his magic literally CAN’T hurt living beings.

- Because his magic is made of ✨hopes✨ and ✨kindness✨ and ✨everything nice✨, so even if they literally make a sword with his star dust, all it’ll do is give Magnifico some tickles.

- And Aster hates that.

- He wishes he could be more useful to Asha… wait, “wishes”?

- That’s silly, a star is not supposed to “wish” for anything, to have wants, that’s a human thing... And yet here he is wanting to protect Asha in any way possible.

- This drive to protect Asha runs even deeper than just the wish he received from her grandfather or the wish she made, Aster feels as if it's a wish that comes within him.

- Aster would question why they feels this way, is it love? Can’t be that right? A star can’t fall in love…

- The same way a star can’t taste food, or smell the flowers, or feel temperature…

- But Aster wishes they could, Aster wishes he knew what food tasted like, what was the smell of the flowers and the morning dew, but most of all… Aster wished he could feel Asha’s warmth, the same way she feels when they embraced.

- This would be Aster internal conflict for most of the movie. They’d realize that they can’t be with Asha forever, but Aster wanted to at least confess his feelings before they went to enact their plan to defeat the king and queen, that’s when we’d get “At All Cost”.

- Soooo a bit of a spoiler to this rewrite, I’m basically telling a story all out of order at this point, but here goes, Aster does become human by the end, after the king and queen are defeated, the stars realize that punishing Aster for breaking their rules wouldn’t be fair after he did so much good, and also because some of them can’t stand him so they decide “hey, let’s leave him there” and just ask him to return his magic back to the sky.

- Once Aster accepts, his magic would be turned into a brand new star, that shines brighter than all the others, because it carries all the magic that Aster accumulated by helping Asha and all of Rosas. And thus we’d get an origin story for THE wishing star.

Design

Aster has brown skin, sparkly freckles and blond hair that shines and moves almost like a candle.

He dresses up as a prince, with the classic cape we see in classic princes like in Snow White and Sleeping Beauty.

They choose that form because he recalls that Asha used to read a lot about princes that would help princesses in need, so he thinks it's fitting to at least looks like one to help Asha

"But I'm not a princess"

"I know, you're just pretty like one!"

A itty bitty detail I didn't mention until now: Aster would be hand drawn animated, while everything else would be 3D, and his animation would change as the movie progressed.

By change I mean he'd start in a very sketchy looking animation, like it's being drawn very frantically to reflect how excited he is to help Asha, but as the movie progresses he'd be drawn with more detail and with more fluid movements.

This would serve to both represent his character development, showing him becoming more mature and learning what it means to be human, and also a reference to how Disney's animation evolved over the years.

He can make a human disguise, as I mentioned earlier, but that would require him to keep his magic hidden somewhere, in this case, a round stone that holds his cape together on his chest.

Once his magic was all kept inside this stone he'd turn into a 3D animated character, however his movements wouldn't feel... quite right, like he'd be animated in a different frame-rate compared to everyone else, so you could tell he was struggling to make himself move like a human, and people would be able to tell there was something off about him.

In the end when he turned into a human for real he'd become 3D animated with the right frame-rate, and his hair would no longer be blonde, but rather brown, like his eyebrows (Tangled reference? yup)

Final Thoughts

This was DEFINITELY the hardest one to translate my thoughts into words! My gosh this took so long to write.

Don't know if you could tell but I'm very passionate about this scrapped idea of a human looking star falling in love with our protagonist, and no it's not just for the ✨aesthetic✨.

I don't think it's wise to throw a romance when writing a story just because you feel like it, a romance needs to progress both the story and the characters involved, think of it like how Naveen learned with Tiana the importance of working hard, while in turn showing her that life can also be fun. They complete each other, and I want the same for Asha and Aster.

Asha needs to learn that she shouldn't feel guilty for wishing more for herself, she worries too much about others and what others may think of her that she forgets her own self worth, and Aster shows her that she not only can wish for things for herself, but she can also accomplish anything she sets her mind to. From becoming an amazing artist that can give movement to her drawings to the leader of a rebellion against two evil monarchs, she can do it all.

Meanwhile, Aster needs to learn that what Asha's grandfather wished upon him is an impossible task, for Asha to always be happy, that's impossible, because sadness is a part of life, its a part of being human, and that's what he learns, what it means to be human, to fail, get up and try again. As a wishing star Aster always knew that humans had to fail a bunch of times before having their wishes granted but he could never imagine how hard that actually was, and Asha's perseverance even with all odds against her is what makes him love her even more.

I talked a lot about why Aster loves Asha, so I should probably mention what Asha sees in him too. Asha get's a lot of laughs from Aster's innocent reactions to natural things on earth, like how dazzled he is seeing the sun rise for the first time, how he just stops and starts chatting with animals and plants like a damn disney princess, or how he randomly starts rambling about how some constellations don't look at all like the animals they're named after "Like, seriously, why did they name that one a lynx? That's obviously a snake hehehe"

But most importantly she loves how caring he is, how he's supportive and passionate about her interests just as much as she is, and how he makes her feel safe, and in turn she wants to protect him too.

I'm honestly debating with myself how I want Aster to go about the information he has known Asha all his life, like, I imagine he'd probably want to hide the fact because he didn't want to talk about the sad tragedy that led to her grandfather wishing upon him, yes Asha knows about the fire but he doesn't want to remind her and make her sad, because remember, at first he doesn't understand that sadness is just part of life.

But then like, would he pretend to not know her? Or would he be like a ghibli character and just nonchalantly say "Oh yeah, I’ve always known you" and never elaborate on that until the story demands it?

… Great, now I just had the idea of Aster functioning like Haku from Spirited Away, like they don't remember where he knows Asha from because he forgot what their previous wish was now that he’s granting a new one, let's say stars can only remember one wish at a time, then as he gets to know her better he starts to remember what his first wish was, and things start to make more sense.

I don’t know, like that’s cute but might be a bit too complicated, y’all tell me, I’m throwing ideas and seeing what makes sense, this whole thing is me asking for feedback after all.

Honestly I think the idea of Aster knowing Asha the whole time works because it not only gives a better explanation to why a star came down from the sky to help her, but also gives more sense to the lyrics “you still amaze me after all this time” in At All Cost.

Welp, I think that's all I got, thank you so much for following along with this series, and don't worry I'm not over yet, there are a few characters to talk about before I start sharing the actual script of this rewrite.

Thank You For Reading!

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“Icarus fell.

With the wind in his hair and wax burning his skin, he cried out with unrestrained joy. He was drunk on freedom and high on the open air.

Olympus shivered at the sight: A dying boy with hunger in his eyes and teeth bared to the sky.”

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Name || Aster Anderle

⁀➴༯ Name meaning || Aster is of Greek origin, and is a gender-neutral name that means “star”. It is also a flower, and was very important to Greek and Roman Deities.

Nicknames || None

Age || 19-years-old

Birthdate || July 20th (Cancer)

Gender and Pronouns || Demiboy (he/him)

Sexuality || Pansexual

Ethnicity || Czech

Classification || Immortai

Occupation || Belongs to the Seventh Sector of the Division. He is a revered Noroi Hunter and one of the highest ranked inside the Seventh Sector.

Role || Main character, hero

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Aster, despite his harsh upbringing, is defined by his ability to see good in people.

He has been put in this position of power since he was just a child. Surely anyone else would have cracked from the pressure, turning hardened and cold to the world. Aster has seemed to become more hopeful and caring in place of that, taking care of others and always providing aid to those in need. He is incredibly selfless, offering himself up to anyone who asks, always giving, giving, giving. He’s kind-hearted and heroic, and still manages to stay humourous while facing such horrors every day.

He’s doesn’t take much seriously, preferring jokes over serious topics. He doesn’t know how to be vulnerable with others, and in such, doesn’t allow himself to genuinely become close to others. Despite his happy-go-lucky, cocky persona, there always seems to be a barrier holding him back from connecting with others. It doesn’t help that most are either looking for a transaction from him, or are scared of him. The only person who truly knows Aster in all his messy entirety is his younger brother Ryuji.

And through it all, he is kind.

Despite, despite, despite.

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Aster is Yara’s mentor and best friend. Being the one who rescued from her cursed fate with the Noroi, he has become her self-declared teacher, setting path for the Seventh Sector to help her get the answers she seeks. He has no clue if Ophelia will know what’s wrong with her, but she’s the only one he trusts to figure it out.

The boy has spent his entire life sworn to the Division, and that doesn’t seem to be changing anytime soon. He goes on missions near daily even with Yara now accompanying him, spending all the energy he can handle to vanquish Noroi off the face of the planet.

He only hopes he’ll be able to have a run-in with the Noroi who did this to all of them before his curse takes hold…..

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Traits || Laid-back, cocky, unserious, silly, observant, friendly

Alignment || Neutral Good

Likes || Messing with the younger recruits, travelling, window shopping, saving people, sleeping, kids, guitar, singing, train rides, the sunrise

Dislikes || Noroi, going out on missions all the time, meetings, the higher-ups, The Magnum Octō, birds

Hobbies || Playing guitar, hiking, collecting, shopping, pranking, cooking

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Aster is a sight for sore eyes.

He has well-kempt, luscious auburn hair, a beautiful sunset orange in the sun, which falls around his shoulders in soft waves. His eyes are amber-brown, with flecks of gold and yellow in them, and his skin is well-tanned, freckles speckling nearly every inch of his body. His face is made up of sharp angles without being too angular, and he has long, pretty eyelashes that make his eyes pop.

His build is one to expect from a soldier. He’s lean and tall, with well-defined muscles without being too brutish and jacked. It allows him to be light on his feet yet still hold his own in fights, perfect for his line of work.

His skin is fairly unscarred, surprisingly. It’s not what you’d expect from an Immortus, as he’s almost constantly toeing the line with death. But his skin is mostly unblemished, other than the palms of his hands, which have been marred by dark, sunken-in scars in the shape of diamonds.

Height || 5’11”

Aesthetic || Aster doesn’t have a very prominent aesthetic or style he wears. He dresses for comfort most of the time, with baggy pants and sweatshirts. Though he does prefer clothes that are more on the lighter side, and tighter shirts. Most of his outfits have a variety of patches or layers to them, and he recently has begun wearing more jewellery with Yara around to gift him bracelets.

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🌞 ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ ORIGINS ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆💫

Aster was born in the fourth region inside Seras. Xanthos was a beautiful land, once, with golden skies, a scape that was splashed by rich colours of oranges and reds, and sunny, warm weather. Because of the disruption of Seras’ magic, this section of the planet has since plunged to the extremes, with unforgiving, sweltering weather year-round, and a barren terrain of sand and rock.

Aster has since grown up inside Eposa, a land that was once beautiful, set in the Mediterranean, bordered by the sparkling green tide of the sea and amassed by long rolling green hills and vibrant greenery. Now the place is much more barren, the grassy hills more blackened rock than grass, the sea dark and murky; unforgiving. Yet still, it is the only place Aster has ever had to call home.

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Aster’s life has forever centered around the Division. He was thrust into it before he could even so much as roll over on his own, his memories of anything before it too young to properly fester in his mind. He was made to be a soldier, shaped and molded to serve the Division as they so please.

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𝙒𝙝𝙚𝙧𝙚’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙛𝙞𝙧𝙚, 𝙬𝙝𝙖𝙩’𝙨 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙝𝙪𝙧𝙧𝙮 𝙖𝙗𝙤𝙪𝙩? / 𝙔𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙚𝙩𝙩𝙚𝙧 𝙘𝙤𝙤𝙡 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙛𝙛 𝙗𝙚𝙛𝙤𝙧𝙚 𝙮𝙤𝙪 𝙗𝙪𝙧𝙣 𝙞𝙩 𝙤𝙪𝙩 / 𝙔𝙤𝙪’𝙫𝙚 𝙜𝙤𝙩 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙪𝙘𝙝 𝙩𝙤 𝙙𝙤 / 𝘼𝙣𝙙 𝙤𝙣𝙡𝙮 𝙨𝙤 𝙢𝙖𝙣𝙮 𝙝𝙤𝙪𝙧𝙨 𝙞𝙣 𝙖 𝙙𝙖𝙮...

“Vienna” by Billy Joel

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🌞 ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆ RELATIONSHIPS ⋆✴︎˚｡⋆💫

Ophelia Dyal, guardian

Ryuji Fukenaga, brother

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Aster’s family is largely unknown. Having been found by the Division as a newborn baby, the bodies of his guardians dismembered so grotesquely they were unrecognizable. Aster sometimes finds himself wondering about them. Who they were, what life he could’ve had. If they would’ve been proud of him.

Ophelia Dyal is the only parent he’s ever known. She was the one who took responsibility of him when the current leader of the Fourth Sector neglected to do so, hoping to provide him somewhat of a normal life. Even though she wasn’t able to give him the life she had hoped, the boy being pulled into the Division for training at ten-years-old, he’s still very close with her, sending constant letters during his particularly long missions. He loves her to death and doesn’t know what he’d do without her sage words and wise advice.

Ryuji is Aster’s younger brother, who he is even closer with, if that’s possible. The two are somewhat of best friends, lifelong partners who have always been there for each other. They support each other in every way, and talk all the time, even with Aster’s constant missions. Ryuji looks up to Aster immensely, and Aster admires Ryuji’s own strength and resilience. The two are truly inseparable.

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Besides his tight-knit family, Aster doesn’t have many people to call his friends. Because of his high position at the Sector, most are either too scared to approach him or hoping for something from him — instead of a genuine connection. His past struggles with this has made him wary of people at best, and although he puts up a very friendly, easy-going front, he feels very cautious while talking to people, always holding everyone around him at arms’ length.

Odesa was one of his first friends. The girl that Ryuji had abruptly and somewhat uncharacteristically decided to hate with a passion, Aster instantly found her and his brother’s rivalry quite hilarious. Though the girl was a year younger than him, as she hung around him and Ryuji much more, he found himself taking a liking to her. To this day the two are quite close, and he always makes sure to bring her back lavish gifts from his longer missions.

And there’s of course Anya. She helps to patch him up after his missions, being Ophelia’s assistant. She’s saved his life more times than he can count, and for that he’s forever grateful. Although she’s just a kid, he finds himself having fun with her. She always knows how to cheer him up when he’s bored and restless in the infirmary, sneaking him sweets and playing games with him to pass the time. The kid is quite the charmer.

And of course, Yara. His best friend. Although he has had Odesa, she’s always been much more closer to Ryuji than he, and Yara is the first person he’s had to really call his “own”. He finds her funny and easy to be around, the two of them falling into place like a puzzle piece. It’s like she’s the thing he’s been missing all his life, the thing he needed when his same boring routine had begun to feel like an eternal punishment. She’s his favourite person to be around.

Other than those three, Aster doesn’t consider anyone else to be his friend. Sure, he talks to many people, and knows even more. He’s friendly with almost everyone at the Sector. Yet still, he doesn’t actually hold them dear to his heart. They’re no more than colleagues to him, people he is forced to interact with, but not those he would actively choose to be around.

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🌞⋆✴︎˚｡ THE SEVENTH SECTOR ✴︎˚｡⋆💫

Curse || Sol

Aster, although not unusual at the Sector, is one of the Immortai: the undead warriors that dedicate their lives to eradicating the Noroi that ravage their earth. Being cursed as a baby, he had no knowledge of life from the Before, and in such, has been able to hone his abilities to perfection without the pesky grief and horror that follows along the rest.

His curse is one that is seen as more of a blessing by those at the Sector. He has the ability to use and harness light to his will, having the power to burn and "heal" Noroi. This in turn drains his own energy, and takes hold on his physical appearance, rotting away his skin. The rot he is usually able to control, normally only affecting his hands, which is where his Mageia stems from.

But unlike the other hunters at the Sector, Aster stubbornly refuses to use a weapon to lessen the effects of his curse. He uses it to its full strength, which is, in a way, what has allowed him to get so far in life and become one of the most decorated soldiers inside the Seventh Sector. This does make the rot worse, especially when he uses up the allotted amount of Mageia he has before his symptoms begin to worsen.

He's been warned over and over how dangerous doing this is, but he never seems to want to listen.

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Aster was originally offered a place on the Magnum Octō, who are a group of specially-selected hunters from all the regions across the globe, that work directly under the Leader. But for some reason, Aster refused. Despite the Octō's constant pleads for him to join them instead of wasting his talents amongst the Seventh Sector, he still chooses to stay and serve Ophelia. None of them understand it.

He's quite a prankster.

He likes to entertain townsfolk with special performances done with his guitar. After he's dealt with the Noroi threat he'll sometimes stop to play and dance to a song, even roping in other people nearby. (He forces Yara to join in now.)

He is quite scared of Yara's pet raven, who seems to have some sort of silent vendetta against him. The bird seems to always be giving him the side eye, if thats possible.

His favourite food is Jalebi.

He picks and pokes at Ryuji TIRELESSLY. When they were younger he'd constantly make jokes about how in love he was with Odesa, making kissy-lips behind her back whenever she was around. Something that pissed Ryuji off immensely.

He dislikes Kageko and doesn't consider him his brother, despite the ghost's relation to Ryuji.

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[m0use-trapped]

[The two of you walk into the hospital with masks on and what seem to be some sort of hasmat overalls provided by the hospital. Star approaches the front desk and clears their throat]

Hello! We're here to see... um, a couple of people actually, they're in a group really... There's Mia, and Niki, and Sneeg and Ethan an-

[The receptionist types on his computer and looks up]

"And what's your names?"

[This... throws Star off a bit. They tap their hand against the counter as they seem to be in thought]

... Aster. Aster Moore. But these guys'd know me better as "Star". And this is... um.

[They look at MT, suddenly incredibly aware they don't actually know their name. It shows clearly in their face, awkward and anxious as it is]

-💫

[Mousetrap hangs back a few steps while Star answers the questions. When it looks at them, they wince and step forward. They hesitate for several seconds, opening their mouth and faltering three times before they get words out.]

I- um, can- is it al-right if I... write it down?

[They cringe slightly even as they say it. They know how strange of a request it is, and they do not entirely expect it to be accepted. But they have to try.]

[starfall-sunflowers]

reach for the stars

☆ call me aster!

☆ adult (21+) ; this will not affect this blog's content in any way

☆ she/they, ask abt neos

selfship info

☆ my main (and only current) selfship is with sonic the hedgehog !! we've been best friends since i was six and we might be qpps now (im still debating the label myself ehehe). there is nothing romantic/sexual about our dynamic

☆ currently im mirror sharing w sonic; if you're uncomfy w doubles, feel free to move along, but if you're comfy w doubles, welcome!

☆ my s/i is a wolfcat named aster! she's been friends w all of team sonic (but especially sonic!) for Years, and she's also fond of shadow, silver and blaze! the au i have for the selfship isn't Terribly developed yet as a whole, but i'm always happy to answer questions about it!!

☆ i also have a human expy oc of sonic named zephyr!! i'll be tagging posts for him too sometimes

☆ tldr he's my shooting star and i'm his sunflower 💙🩵

☆ in future if i decide to actively selfship w other f/os i'll add/tag them here! they're all nonromantic unless otherwise specified

tags

sonic + aster (sonaster): 🌀☄️🌻 (queerplatonic, cosmic)

super sonic: 💛✨️

zephyr: 💙🎸 (platonic)

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celebi: ⏳️🌿 (platonic)

lugia / shadow lugia: 🤍🌊 / 🖤🌊 (platonic, familial, cosmic)

manaphy: 💧✨ (platonic, familial)

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(all platonic)

makoto naegi: 🍀💫

chiaki nanami: 🩷👾

kaede akamatsu: 🎹🎶

eva tsunaka: 🐦‍⬛🤍

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the hollow knight: 🐛🧡 (platonic, cosmic)

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"nova": 🐚🧢 (queerplatonic????, cosmic)

[strangeharpy]

🌾 🌸 💫 for the oc(s) of your choice!

(for the soft OC asks meme)

I'm choosing to answer these about Pale Aster, the protag of AFTUD. :D

🌾 Describe your OC through the eyes of someone absolutely head-over-heels in love with them - (from Dice's POV) Oh man, Pale is just the best. Ve's strong-willed and doesn't take guff from anybody. Ver best feature is definitely ver eyes. They're so dark and mysterious, and I could get lost in them for hours. But ve's kind, too, and ver smile is also pretty great. Ve's got a good heart and has a lot of compassion for others. I don't know, I can't think of a single thing I don't love about ver.

🌺 What does your OC do to calm down when they’re scared or after a nightmare? Do they have any special comfort items or need to be reassured by a specific person? How do they handle this if they’re alone? - Pale's the kind of person who tries to grit ver teeth and push through fear a lot of the time, especially at the point that the story starts. But that doesn't mean that ve doesn't seek comfort sometimes. Usually, it's from Thirteen or Dice, but Thirteen especially after Dice's death. I think that in the time between Dice dying and the story kicking into high gear, there are a lot of cold nights where Pale just clutches Thirteen's hand for dear life. I think if it happens when ve's alone, ve just kind of curls up into a ball and tries to ride it out, but ve's so often with either Dice or Thirteen that it doesn't happen often.

💫What is your favourite fact about this character and why? - Oooh, this is a good question. There are a lot of things that I like about Pale, but I think my favorite fact about ver is that ve's stubborn as hell. The whole story hinges on ver being so pig-headed as to not accept death itself, and I love that for ver (even though it's also ver downfall).

Thank you for asking these, anon! I hope they were enlightening. :D

[vampirebutterflies]

Koala pics????? Please!!! <3

I probably should’ve clarified that they’re not like. Cute pics because it was nearly 9pm at an airport BUT!! here u go <3

[brisquad-unit-4402]

iluna and details

whenever i see anime characters i'm always fascinated by if they were more realistic, or more detailed, you know, the little elements of people that animation studios just don't have the budget nor time nor medium to depict. so this ficlet is a love letter to all the beautiful parts of people that can't really be captured until you're living in their lovely presence!

this wasn't originally an iluna post. it was actually for all of the nijien boys, you see, i worked on it as a warmup before my bigger projects, and a place for me to practice shorter fic. but i was so charmed by the concept and how fun these were to write that i wanted the girls in on this too...! i'll slowly work on the other units as time goes on and i work on more projects

tags: established relationship, fluff, gender neutral reader

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🤟 Kyo Kaneko

He calls himself an asshole and you'd be the first to agree. He's comfortable enough with you to poke fun at you, and when you tease back it's a game you both play to win. He's yours, after all, and it rolls off him like water off a duck's back, because he knows when to back off or go all in. His energy shines moonlight into the pitch dark. No matter what, he always has something to say that makes the night seem so much less bleak.

But the moon needs to sink to calm, and he stays late into the night with drive fierce enough to silence himself. He sits at his desk. Candy blue hair is swept back in a headband, but the dyed locks curl out in front of his face as he writes.

He is so determined, and the stars against his back wish they had his grit. The pencil wavers, bounces, swings this way and that as he thinks. The eraser presses the skin underneath his lip before the answer comes to him.

For all the resolve in his apple-green eyes are, the lids can barely sustain it. There are too many thoughts for one body to hold. The night creeps longer and his eyelashes flutter closed.

You see what the moon sees in him, this supercharged soul, the light that shines off his wit, the quiet resilience to keep going. Traces of moonbeam cross along his soft skin, the hoodie over his shoulders, hair the color of the sky. The patterns of lights follow as you carry him to bed.

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🐰 Maria Marionette

She lives in long sleeves. Your jacket suits her like a charm, even though it's much too big for her little body. Especially because it's too big for her body. It's so rare to see her without long socks that stretch far above the hem of her skirt.

Her knit socks brush against your legs as she sits. The movie has long been forgotten by you in favor of admiring her delicacy. She fits so perfectly in your lap, a stand to a centerpiece, a matching set, do not separate.

When she recognizes the look in your eye she curls closer to you, and when she can't get enough she musters up the courage to slip off her jacket.

Along the bends of her arms and the links upon her fingers you see everything she is so scared of. Sweeping lines stretch across her skin, pale and geometric, and perfectly wrapped around the diameter. They're symmetrical. Ball joints. Articulation imprinted in scars, the only sign flesh was once porcelain.

She is so gorgeous in her vulnerability. She is so gorgeous in her everything, her body and soul, no matter the form. You press your lips along the white scarring between her knuckles.

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💫 Aster Arcadia

He has to be one of the most intricate pieces of art in the world. There’s no other explanation. His makeup never fades even as his eyes crinkle when he smiles, and when he presses his lips together right before laughing out loud.

And sometimes you can’t even tell when it’s grooming or just how harmonious he was formed. His makeup never fades, but his air sparkles, thousands of strokes of gas and space dust and matter swirling around his body, the edge of a nebula, the collections of what makes solar systems burst and catch fire.

There is electricity when he moves. The earth bends around him. Not a hair is out of place even in moments when just touching him is like placing your hands against a plasma ball.

He is so beautiful and so unfathomable and so innately himself.

He shivers when you press against sensitivities but you doubt he could ever understand the coursing under your veins, the push and pull of gravity, the molten core. The effect he has on you.

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👼 Aia Amare

No matter what she does, she is feather-light. Her steps are easy to miss, so she sneaks up on you without even trying, and when you jump in surprise she titters in musical tones. When she reaches out to touch you, she is your pedestal. Her hands are strong but gentle, the mark of an artist, and the briefest skim against your skin leaves impressions like you are nothing but soft clay.

She is feather, and coated in downy white, and songbird and stars in the clouds. Her heavens soften her. If you didn't know a thing about her, you'd imagine her so fragile that she could float away with a breath.

But for as light as she is, she is intense. Waves roar in time with her noise. There is so much spirit and so much energy within her. The brightness turns blinding, but only when she wants it to.

She slips off the glasses, and you are reminded of the bristles that make up a feather. The lenses mute the color, but without them, cool mint freezes over so strongly that her gaze burns. Pale lashes fame the searing ocean. Slighter than a suggestion, but so prominent you know there is nothing earthly like her, you see the motion of curling rings hidden inside the green and blue. A sprinkling of gold between the rods. The glisten rotates in wheels. Eyes upon eyes upon eyes within eyes. Feather.

She places them back over her eyes, and her artisan hands motion around your body while you're struck with something unknowable. Her league is dimensions away from yours. You're blessed.

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🛸 Ren Zotto

You could never mistake him for a simple human. There's too much under his surface even when he tries, but he never does try. The horns upon his head protrude too high to fall under a lowered head.

In bright light, if you can focus, you’d think the green in his veins turns blazing. Focus harder and you realize it runs along the skin itself with the suggestion of a shining, scaled teal, before it disappears entirely.

You swear there's more teal in his hair that isn't swallowed by dark. It's soft and fine as you brush your fingers over him, and you can barely even see the undertone.

"It's not really black," he says. "Human eyes just perceive it as black because they don't have the anatomy for it."

The word- his color- is unpronounceable to human tongues. It requires a trill between fangs you don't have.

But you try anyways, and as it turns into a spit of nothing he laughs with you. You press a kiss to his unpronounceable hair. When his smile relaxes his fang catches on his lip.

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💅 Scarle Yonaguni

She is made entirely from her own creation. Love and care finds a home within her body, and stumbles around clumsily and spreads out through peals of laughter. There is nothing quite like her because she is everything around her; she is ember and she is ash, as much as she is ideal and reality, as much as she is exuberance and moderation. To chase and to heal. Architect of her own path, with so many miracles stored in her fingertips, all of them within simple delights.

Warmth trails through all she touches. The folds in her books, the keyboard turning shiny from use, crosses along the T's and dots above the I's. The way she holds you so tightly as if you were the only source of heat, even though she exudes fire all her own.

Cocoa and cinnamon follow her, a champurrado musk, and you can't place where the spicy scent comes from. It lingers in her hair and along her skin, those miracle fingertips that spend so much love and care of what she enchants, and you are no exception. When she runs her nails along your jawline the smooth blend puts you at ease.

All her cinder catches in your throat. Her touch is hypnosis. It's familiar, and home, and comfort. It's adventure and joy and discovery. You can't get her scent out of your mind, and when it finally grants you peace, the chocolate has already marked you endeared.

[georgiapeach30513]

“Oh that’s what Aster was thinking. Little did he or her parents know just how long her and Beck have been going at it. He should know she wouldn’t bring just any man around Ellie!” // Makes me wonder who HE’S bringing around Ellie… 🤔 - 💫

So this is going to be a direct continuation of this. Beck's first night at the townhouse, but Ellie isn't there. She's at her dads. I'm telling you this...heart of gold, and Aster, while hesitant is FALLING hard and fast

🖤🖤🖤🖤

With Us

Summary: Ellie goes to Mickey's

Pairings: Aster Drysdale X Chris Beck

Rating: A bit of angst, but ends floofy

Warnings: fatherly!Becks, child endangerment, 18+ ONLY

Word Count: 2.3k

Desperate Lives AU Masterlist

Aster Drysdale Masterlist

Aster is a bit confused when she pulls into the driveway, already seeing Beck's car in the carport. So when she opens the front door, and it's unlocked, she nearly panics. She knew she shouldn't have trusted this man, and now she's got some creep in her house, but thankfully Ellie is at her dad's for once.

"Beck?" she asks timidly but there's no answer. Looking in her room, and still doesn't find him. It isn't until she walks down the hall and sees Ellie's star caster on, and she gives a little peek to find Beck laying on her toddler bed with all her stuffies, "What're you doing?"

"You know you leave the door unlocked?" she switches the weight of her legs still confused on what to feel. "You're late. I was going to surprise you, but this house is depressing without her."

"So you're laying on her bed that's just for her stuffed animals? The ones you bought?" Beck pats the bed beside him, but Aster laughs shaking her head. "That's her toddler bed."

"You're mad I walked in here?"

"I was scared."

"I'm not them. Had it been locked, I would have waited on the porch. How often does she go to Mickey's?" Aster can only shrug her shoulders. "I thought not having an Ellie monster might be nice. Wouldn't get cockblocked, but this...it's awful," dramatically he lays his head back on more stuffies. "You're going to have to give me some Biscoffs to get out of this bed."

"No cookies in the bed. It's in the rules," Beck groans and snuggles deeper in her stuffies, smelling just like Ellie's sweet scent of strawberries and Biscoffs. "Well, Doc, since we don't have a belly monster to cockblock us...?" she starts unbuttoning her shirt, and Beck tilts his head up.

"How can you think about sex at a time like this?" she just shrugs starting to fully remove her shirt. Kicking off those heels, and undoing her pants. "Starlight, what cha doing?"

"Going up to the balcony," she giggles when he shoots up in the bed. Her legs running as fast up the stairs as possible, while throwing off what remains of her clothes. Beck releases a playful growl when she crosses the door to the balcony completely bare to him, giggling when he wraps his arms around her, most of his own clothes discarded. "I brought the phone just in case she calls."

"Good call doc."

"Now, aren't you needing a pelvic exam?"

"Don't be gross," he backs her up to lay her down flat.

"Let me just check to make sure everything is working correctly," his face dips down into her core, and she giggles until he bites and nibbles at her bundle of nerves. Her fingers weave into his hair and she pulls him closer. "Gonna be a long night, Starlight," but she only pushes him back where she needs him. His chuckles vibrating through her.

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"Beck, stop," she giggles down at him. "You can not be serious."

"What?" he leans back off of her.

"How many times do you think I need to cum on your tongue? I'm ready for bed," he tilts his head kissing up her thigh, but with a quick intake of air, he dives back in to her honey. "Beecckk!?"

"Go to sleep. I don't need you awake for me to enjoy myself," attempting to pull him back up to her, but he doesn't budge. His nose runs through her folds before he breathes a quick bit of air on her. Ready to dive back in when Twinkle Twinkle Little Star plays on his phone.

"Who is that?"

"Ellie."

"My daughter calls you over her own mom," he rummages around, grabbing up his phone, looking at Aster like she's the enemy now.

"Hey Pumpkin, is everything?"

"I had a nightmare. Venus buddy is scared, too," she lets out a soft sigh, her eyes looking around in the dark room, "It's so dark in here. I don't have my star caster."

"We'll get you one to leave there. Do you need us to come get you baby?"

"Mommy! Is Becks at the house?"

"Yes, baby. Do you need us to come get you?" she hums out a no, her lips smack as she starts to get sleepy again.

"It's just loud," she covers the end of the phone and whispers into it, "There's someone here. I heard her voice."

Beck looks over to Aster unsure of what he needs to do, not wanting to overstep his boundaries, but everything in him is saying they need to go get her. "Do you feel safe, Ellie?" Aster asks, her body already walking to the closet and pulling out clothes.

"Yeah, they're just playing Daddy's music," she lets out a big yawn, but stops midway through and screeches.

Aster's body freezes when she hears a man that isn't Mickey laughing and a woman's voice say, "There's a kid in here. Ya lost sweetheart? Look she's got a phone. Hello?"

"Who the hell are you?"

"Cassandra. Who are you?"

"That's my daughter," she snaps her fingers towards Beck, dressing and leaving all at the same time. "Give her the phone back and leave her."

"Whatever."

"Mommy?"

"Ellie, lock the door. Beck and I are coming to get you."

"No! Daddy'll be mad. He doesn't know I have a phone," she goes to lock the door like Aster tells her, jumping back in the bed, she throws the covers over her. "Don't get in a fight please."

"I'm coming to get my baby, okay?"

"I love you, mommy. You too Becks," she hangs up the phone, while Aster is furious. Going into Ellie's room to get something before her and Beck are flying down the road. He just holds the phone staring at it until they arrive. Beck walking in first, and only looking for Ellie, while Aster is on the warpath to find Mickey.

Beck finds the locked door, giving it a few knocks before he asks for Ellie, grabbing her Venus buddy she opens the door. Jumping into Beck's arms and he holds her tightly. Reaching to get her star blankie, and grabbing up her bag before walking back out to the car, Aster still looking for Mickey.

Finally she spots Mickey snorting up a line before stopping his movements. His face falls when he sees Aster standing there shooting daggers at him, "Az, how's it going baby?"

"One night," she starts getting closer to Mickey, "One night, that you asked for."

"Here we go. It wasn't my fault, they...they just showed up."

"And you tell them to leave! I trusted you with my kid. She was asleep in her room when a couple walked in on her."

"She's my kid, too. Not his. Just like you find some man to fucking take my place. That's all she's talked about since being here, just how wonderful Becks is. I'm her father."

Aster lets out a deep laugh, "Then fucking act like it Mickey. You asked for this night, so I obliged even though it's my weekend. It's a night you asked for. And now you've got this trash where my child is."

"I was busy last weekend."

"My god, do you hear yourself? You're always busy. There's always an excuse. I'm not Ellie, the I'm working line doesn't work on me. When she's here with you, she's the only one here with you."

"What about him?"

"Beck is consistently there."

"Because he lives with you, huh?"

"No, he doesn't. He doesn't even stay the night unless she's not there. You lived there, and still he's there more often. Don't forget Mickey, I gave you chance after chance. I wanted you to step up as a father, and you've failed each time. I want you in her life. I've told you that I don't know how many times. But when she's here, she's your fucking priority not these sluts."

"Excuse me?" one of the many girls says, squaring up at her. "Who the hell do you think you are?"

"A mother getting her child from this mess. She won't be back if you can't change. We'll go back to supervised visits. You made me do this. She loves you. She wants you. She may talk about Beck a lot, but you're her dad. You should hear how she talks to him about you. And you're such a disappointment to her. I can't trust you with her. What if one of these men touched her? What if she got whatever dope your smoking? Or some of this shit?" grabbing a cup of booze she throws the liquid at his chest. "I can't do this anymore, her life means more to me than yours. You either change or we're going to court."

"We know how that'll go. Miss Rich Fancy Pants sitting on her throne of lies. Like I have a fucking chance. It'd be easier for you to just take her."

Aster walks a bit closer to Mickey, wondering what she ever saw in him. Wondering why she even told him she was pregnant. "Don't you dare act like my family's money makes me a bad person. I'm trying to include you. Hell that's all I've ever done. You're the one who keeps fucking up over and over again. From now on when you want to see her you can see her at the estate," he scoffs as she starts to leave. "I'd do what I had to do to see my daughter."

"Because you're so perfect. I know, it's impossible to live in Aster Drysdale's shadow. Everything you touch just turns to gold. You always get what you want."

"Go to hell," she marches out to the car, grabbing Ellie's star caster, and shoving it in his hands, "She's scared of the dark. She has nightmares and wants to be in the bed with you, but you won't allow her. Fix it. Get your priorities in order, or it's done. You haven't seen me be a bitch yet."

Ellie sits in Beck's lap, trembling when Aster accidently slammed the door from getting her star caster. She lays her head against his shoulder and gives a big yawn, "I'm sorry Becks."

"Why are you apologizing Pumpkin?"

"I called you. Now mommy's mad. I don't want her mad at daddy or me."

"She's not mad at you. None of us are. Grown ups are dumber than kids, you know?" she gives him a sleepy yawn, and curls up tighter against him. He looks down at the little girl, knowing he's too involved. She and her mother are becoming his everything. He doesn't understand how the stupid Mickey could ever put either in the way of harm. His hand brushes her hair back out of her face, and he presses a soft kiss to her forehead, "Don't ever grow up Ellie Belly."

"Okay, Becks," she jumps back awake when Aster opens the door. Her hands reaching for Ellie, who moves into her arms. Aster rocks her back and forth holding her tight. "I love you, mommy."

"I love you too, baby. Ugh, I'm just so glad you're okay. You are my everything."

"Becks too?" Aster looks up at Beck, giving the tiniest of head nods. Crawling in the backseat, to buckle Ellie in. Not leaving from the back seat. Just holding the little girl's hand, while her other rests on Beck's shoulder. "We going home?"

"Yes baby."

"Becks too?" a quick look in the review mirror he nods at Aster. She takes a deep breath herself. Giving a reassuring squeeze to his shoulder, and he returns the gesture with his own hand. Aster sits and thinks about what just transpired at Mickey's, to what's seemingly going on in this small car.

"Becks too," Aster waits until she sees the signature drool coming from Ellie. Another squeeze to Beck's shoulder has her looking at him through the mirror. "Thank you. I was ready to kill him. He can't do that. He can't put her in that position. Beck, I was so scared when I heard them in her room. There was just...my god it was everywhere."

"I know Starlight. She's coming home though. You know I don't get in your business..."

"I need you to," his eyes meet hers in the mirror, she looks nearly like a lost little puppy, begging for someone to throw her a bone.

"He's gotta have guidelines. I started..." he stops, he knows by admitting this that he's proving how involved he is. This could be the hammer on the nail to make Aster fully push away, but he's too far gone, "I've kept every time he was supposed to get her and didn't. Every time he was going to visit or send child support. Everything is in a notebook. She's confused, and we can't afford for her to be hurt. She's too innocent for that lifestyle. I know that's her dad, and I know you say when he's good, it's great, but there's still not structure. Ellie craves that, and that's why she comes back as a hellian."

Beck starts to apologize when Aster is silent, just knowing that he went too far. "Thanks doc," she leans forward to press against the hand that holds her.

"You're not mad?" his worried eyes meets hers in the mirror.

"Why would I be? You love her?"

"Yeah. You too."

"Say it."

"You first," he laughs. Aster shakes her head no. "I love you Aster Drysdale. I know it's soon, but I do. I love you. And and that little girl."

"I love you, too Chris Beck. We don't deserve you."

"No Az, I don't deserve you two. Can she sleep in the bed with us tonight?"

Even though it's going against her rules, Aster can't stop, she has no desire for this man to be away from her or her daughter. Craving that consistence, and safety. "She can sleep in our bed tonight."

"Are you saying what I think you're saying?"

"Beck, I'd like if you moved in with us."

Masterlist

[sistahscifi]

👍🏿👍🏿 Reposted from @thedragonsden_ 💫 An Unkindness of Ghosts 💫 I did it... I read my last Solomon's book 😭 I'm glad I saved this one for last - it was a very hard read (like their other works also are, tbf), but this one really dug into its dark themes. We follow Aster, a medic about the HSS Mathilda, a space ship on its way to find Paradise with the last shreds of humanity. The people aboard the ship are separated into strict hierarchal groups, with rich, white people living at the top and using most of the resources, while black people live and work at the bottom. Like the Antebellum South at it's worst. The books doesn't only deal with racism and race - it also deals with religious trauma, neurodivergence (the main character is autistic), generational trauma, queerness, and gender. 💫 I'm gonna leave you with some quotes I couldn't help but underline while reading, cause they were so beautiful: 💫 ""I am a boy and a girl and a witch all wrapped into one very strange, flimsy, indecisive body. Do you think my body couldn’t decide what it wanted to be?” “I think it doesn’t matter because we get to decide what our bodies are or are not,” he answered. (...) “Is that so? Then I am magic. I say it, therefore it is true,” she said."" 💫 "In my language, there is no word for I. To even come close, you must say, E’tesh’lem vereme pri’lus, which means, This one here who is apart from all. It’s the way we say lonely and alone. It’s the way we say outsider. It’s the way we say weak. Everyone always wonders about I love you. In Ifrek you say, Mev o’tem, or, We are together. “How do you say, I’m tired?” people ask. “Ek’erb nal veesh ly. The time for rest is upon us." 💫 "People were so often mean that when they weren’t, there was a tendency to bestow sainthood upon them. Aster did not reward common decency with her affection." So yes. Highly recommend, but keep in mind that this is a dark book! Yet, there's still lots of love here, triumphing over it all. . . . #anunkindnessofghosts #riverssolomon #scifi #sciencefiction #queerbooks #lgbtqabooks #queer #queerlit #lgbtqafiction #queerbookstagram #afrofuturism #booksbooksbooks #shelfie #booksta #bookstacks https://www.instagram.com/p/Ci1LuatLwxq/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=

[purplecelestial-buddy]

if you’re still doing them… 1 and 12 for those end of year asks?

ofc I'm still doing them but even if I weren't I'm a yapper so there's no way I would let a question go unsawered! End of year asks 1. Song of the year I'm defintely too indecisive to pick just one... so allow to me do a compilation of how my year has sounded: ✦Recuerdos by Dylan Thomas: Since I saw them live a ton of times this year. The title translates to "memories" and what's a year if not a collection of those. ✦Northen downpour by P!atd: I've been really into this song since June (based on my Spotidy stats) and it's mood really reminds me of how I've been feeling these past few months. ✦Remando lento by Malpaís: First, this sounds beautiful. Second, I'm a 20 y/o that's quite literally in the middle of their major so ofc I love a song about enjoying the trip despite having no idea of the destination. ✦Luces by Bifocal: I was lucky enough to listen to this live at a friend's party and... Once again, hopeful song about being a lost youngster with big dreams and fears of uncertainty goes hard. ✦I don't wanna do anything by Sungjin: Ofc the entirety of the whole album of my favorite member from my favorite band was really important but this one song about slowing down for one's own healthy hit close to home. ✦Well Adjusted by hyperliminal: I discovered this band some weeks ago but DAMN. This particular song feels like a mix between Cassiopeia's energy and Polyphia's thecnique so... to say it's amazing wouldn't be enough. ✦Slainte by Lee Mujin: I mean, I had to incluyed my most played song this year. I could totally do another list about songs I've really enjoyed this year but I'm happy with this selection, I think they do capture how I feel/felt about the year in general. 12. talk about a new friend you made this year Honestly I was hoping for someone to ask this one cuz I love to talk about my friends. Although, I must mention that time has been a confusing thing in my mind so... I'm counting each and every mutual here (I know I started using Tumblr by the end of 2023 but since it's been a whole year now it actually feels like we have a cemmented friendship(?) Kudos to everyone (this includes those who let me ramble in their dm's, those that add me in tag games, people whom I share comments with in the tags, everyone. Special mention to those two people I consider as: my tumblr older sis (who kindly welcomed me when I first put a foot in here) and my sort of recently acquired little bro, you guys are great Irl... Between time perception being a mess in my head and people coming and going it's a bit confusing but again, I feel I defintely deepened my friendship with this one person whom I initially talked to cuz we both like dinosaurs, lol. People might have a hard time with them due to their particular understanding of the world and social reltionships but it's precisely because of that unique mindset that I can come to them knowing that I won't be judged for my excentricities. Something something, nothing quite like the bond of two weird kids who, after hardships, came to realize that the world is much more bigger than their highschool and that there's actually people they can form deep bonds with regardless of their own quirks.

[purplecelestial-buddy]

🌻

Some time ago I set on the mission to make a playlist with songs that happen to have animal metaphors.

However, my own musical knowledge didn't get me very far. And after having added a mere 4 songs I stumbled into two problems:

1. I needed the playlist to be longer

2. Either I was biased towards birds metaphors or artist were biased towards then

[purplecelestial-buddy]

I love how you changed your description (and your background image looks fabulous)

Hirano Taiga brain rot is too real, we must be strong soldier 😔✋

Thank you thank you (⁠◕⁠ᴗ⁠◕⁠✿⁠)

I have a history of having profiles with descriptions that go "this is about everything and anything" and then somehow, like a self fulfilled prophecy, my profile ends up being about one single thing. (It happened to my Twitter, which became a fan page for a certain band lol)

The funny thing about my obsession with Hirano is that I have gone through different stages of accepting it(?

The obsession probably got kickstarted by my friend saying that him and I were similar. I was so adamant in denying it that I ended up thinking a lot about him.

The 2nd phase was relating to the guy.

And at this point we must be somewhere along the 15th stage, I'm unabashedly obsessed with him, can't deny it.

[purplecelestial-buddy]

are we doing questions? if so… is there any instrument (in music) that you’re particularly fond of?

We can always do random question hahah

Mmm 🤔🤔. I don't think so (all instruments are amazing) but rn all I can think of is the fact that for some time ago I picked the habit to listen closely in look for tambourines.

I guess I had a theory that they really add to a song so I was constantly looking for them to prove a point.

Rn I can't even remember what song kickstarted those thoughts (nor can I remember songs with tambourines 💀)

But I guess I really like them. They bring me childhood memories and I somehow relate them to Christmas (?

[purplecelestial-buddy]

11 and 18 for the end of the year asks 👀

End of year asks

11. Something you want to do again next year?

Definetely a friend group trip.

There's something about getting a plan out of the group chat that makes you feel like a proper adult.

And sure, we had ups and downs but it was very memorable.

18. A memorable meal this year?

There's many strong contenders for this place. For example, that time a friend took me to her house and we ate canelones, or the hamburger at had at this very complex point of the semester but I'll go with ...

my mom's sopa azteca (saying Aztec soup feels wrong, but it's basically tomato soup with chicken and other ingredients such as avocado, chips and sour cream). It was so flavorful and warm and it feel so nutritious.

I feel that day settled two facts in stone:

1. My mother is an excellent chef when she tries

2. Tomato is incredibly versatile to the point it might deserve a spot on my favorite food simply because of the fact that it's an important ingredient in so many of my favorite dishes.

However, I'm trying my best to get a chance to eat my grandma's cuisine so maybe it's too early in the year to ask this question lol. One's gotta remember that Christmas dinner and new year's food tends to be specially great.

[purplecelestial-buddy]

14 and 15?

These are from the end of year asks

14. Favorite book you've read this year?

Ngl, this is one shameful way to realize that I haven't been reading as much as I would want to... (Unless you wanna hear about my career reading list, which I'm sure you don't)

When I think about what I've read this year nothing rings as particularly memorable or life changing (? And when they do, they are mostly re-reads so they don't feel like stuff that belongs to this year.

So I think I'm allowed to say that no book came to be a favorite this year.

15. What's a bad habit you've picked up this year?

Working late at night, definetely.

I've always had questionable schedules but it's different to spend the night doing recreational activities than to spend it working. And while audio editing is not any sort of physically extenuating work I tend to end up pushing myself till 2 to 3 am and the next day I don't want to wake up until pass 12.

So... it's definitely not a healthy habit but I feel so much productive at night. Between how much silent it is and the fact that my brain thinks "well, I still have the whole day to do more work" it's probably a habit that will haunt me as long as my college schedule allows it to develop.