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Hi! I'm Rach (she/her), 26, INTJ, aspiring writer with too much time on her hands and no Big Idea™️ yet, so here I am, playing with fictional men like puppets, mwa ha ha

I'm big into gaming, anime, history, and classic lit, so I like to draw inspiration from all over! You will be finding dashes of existential angst in even my soft and silly fics, sorry 🥀🥀🥀

Currently writing for: Love and Deepspace!

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| 08.06.26 | Today's character: Caleb | Today's Word: 'Stubborn' |

Drabble game explained here! | Other drabbles: | 1 | 2 | 3 | 4 | 5

“Whatcha up to, pips? Just… hanging out?”

“Oh, screw you, Colonel Smugness. With your stupid jokes… and your, ugh—” you’re suspended, mid-air, and you swim uselessly— “your stupid Evol!”

Caleb is grinning. Pinching his chin as he watches your arms and legs thrash. What is that— a butterfly stroke? Wouldn’t have been his first choice. Oop… now you’re doing a breaststroke. The traditional approach. Nice. “You asking me to… drop it?”

You shriek as his Evol drops you, only to catch you closer to the ground. “Tch…” you splutter, reaching for the grass beneath you, “nice one! You’re really on fire.”

“Hey! Too soon.”

“Lighten up, you’re fine.”

Your fingers have reached the grass, and Caleb tilts his head as you tear up clumps of the stuff, trying to hold on. Since it's failing as purchase, it becomes ammunition. You throw it at him. Once. Twice. By the fifth throw, you’re losing spirit— especially since every handful gets trapped by his Evol, and ends up floating around you. You sneeze, going limp.

Caleb’s subordinate— the man who’d raised the alarm about a Deepspace Hunter skulking around Skyhaven— clears his throat. “Colonel, should I call for back-up? A dispute with the Association would surely—”

“Does it look like I require back-up, or a lecture on interorganisational disputes?” The purple of Caleb’s eyes could turn entire planets cold.

The cadet swallows thickly. “No, sir. Sorry.”

Caleb nods, then faces you again, his smile returning. “So… ready to surrender to the authority of the Farspace Fleet?”

You claw up another clump of grass and launch it all of an inch from your fingertips. “Surrender to the authority of my ass, Caleb!”

“Any day of the week, pipsqueak,” he salutes.

“Agh— fuck you!”

#🖋rach is actually writing #caleb #caleb x reader #love and deepspace #lads x reader #lads x mc #xia yizhou #lads #lnds #l&ds

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Day 40

#🥹🥹🥹#love and deepspace #rafayel

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I usually write Xavier being such a menace, so here's some really, really mushy Xavi for a change 💕⭐ (fun fact: when I first typed out 'sketch lines' in this, I typed 'sketch limes' by accident, so this drabble is ruined for me now)

| 08.06.26 | Today's character: Xavier | Today's Word: 'Field' |

Drabble game explained here! | Other drabbles: 1 | 2 | 3

The field is a shade of green you can only learn by night. Blue-hued, erring on silver. It trembles on breaths of breeze, drawn in and out— rising, falling. At the centre of everything, you lie on a picnic blanket, unmovable. You’ve haven’t stirred for almost an hour.

“Where do you even start?” you sigh, your eyes speckled with stars.

“Hm?” Xavier blinks slowly. His shoulder’s a short breadth from yours, and his gaze, just as cosmic.

You’re frowning up at infinity. “Knowing all that,” you clarify. “Making sense of it. It’s so… vast.”

And your knowledge is surface-level— amalgamated from glimpses of Caleb’s old astronomy textbooks, and throwaway lines in sci-fi films. Xavier’s is intimate: an anatomy peered through the drag of a scalpel, not second-hand diagrams. He chuckles.

“You don’t. Not knowing is the fun part.” His hand stretches towards the sky. “You get to chart it yourself. Bit by bit. Star by star.”

Warm light forms at the tip of his forefinger; you watch him sketch lines with his Evol, spiderweb-thin. Stars are connected. Stitched into figures and creatures.

“Until…” he murmurs, concentrating, “the sky is a storybook. Just for you.”

Unlimited combinations. He draws constellations you recognise, and then? One you don’t. You point, squinting. “What’s that one called?”

Xavier smiles. “I haven’t decided yet. I was hoping… we could name it together.” His hand lowers; he looks at you sideways. “So… what do you think?”

#srb!

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Being really angry and Sylus pulling you down to the boxing ring. It's the most uncoordinated violence he's ever seen from you. And damn does he love it so much

Knocking him to the ground and pinning him down, but the anger has already sort of simmered down. He knows the fight has started to leave you, so he lets himself stay on the mat, hands holding your waist as he lets you catch your breath and your runaway emotions

Slowly coming down, until the anger fades into little sniffles. You're sweaty and yucky and gross, but you lay yourself over him anyway. Tuck your face in his neck while he wraps his arms around you, rubbing up and down your back with a low, rumbling hum. "Don't hold back, sweetie," he says for the second time since you've come home. "Don't fight yourself."

Smth smth crying until you're spent. Wiping the tears from your face. Sylus squeezing you tighter, catching your gaze with a soft smirk. "Do you concede?"

You huff, voice a little raw. "I'm pinning you. Do you concede?"

"But I've got you in a secure hold," he teases back, squeezing again until you're crushed up against him, until he finally squeezes a laugh out of you. He chuckles softly as he kisses your forehead. "Truce?"

"Truce. Shower?"

"Mm. Shower."

#oof this is perfect he’s perfect #love and deepspace #sylus #fic recs

Lost my 50/50 to Sy (oh nooooo…) and managed to lower the pity to 28 for the next banner so I could get both outfits!! Perfect middle amount of luck tehe, I’m super happy!

Good luck to all of you guys!!!

#skipped sy’s cat banner and i’m glad because 1940s humphrey bogart sylus is ummm yeah tailor-made for me rly #they’re never taking those outfits off

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Breached word limit here because 250 words couldn't adequately capture how much I hate that deer Wanderer. Death to the deer Wanderer!! 🔥🔥🔥

| 16.06.26 | Today's character: Zayne | Today's Word: 'Attack' |

Drabble game explained here! | Other drabbles: 1 | 2 | 3 | 4

“Okay… new plan of attack,” you scheme quietly, the tip of your nose pressed against the one-way glass. You’re sick of this waiting room; you want back in.

On the other side, a simulation of a large, deer-like Wanderer is being dismantled. “It thinks it’s soooo great,” you witter on, glaring, “prancing around with those little ice flurries. But I’ve got it figured out now, Zayne. See this?” Your finger jabs at the glass. “It’s a last fucking hurrah.”

“You said that last time, love. The last eight times, in fact.”

Zayne is dabbing sweat from his forehead with a handkerchief. You round on him. “Well I didn’t know it was gonna activate its lock phase the literal second we went to drop its shields, Zayne! We just missed it with that Resonance! Hit so many crits, too, oh… all those crits… wasted…”

Your whole face is smushed against the glass, now, and you imitate a sob as you sag forward, sliding down the window pane.

“We were so, so close,” you whimper, then rally— straightening. “No. We can do this. We can shave off a few seconds. We just need to— ah!”

Zayne’s arms encircle your waist, dragging you from the window. “I think that’s enough for today.”

“But Zayne!” You flail, reaching out for something, anything, to hold onto; you have to resist!

“It’s open orbit. We can come back tomorrow. You should rest, your heart—”

“Demands retribution! Vengeance!” You’re still wriggling, clutching at his sleeves, his arms— whoa, his arms... Stay focused. “I have to do this, Zayne! I need this, please! If you don’t let go, I’ll… I’ll…”

Your body goes slack in his hold with a lightbulb moment.

“I’ll get Caleb to help!”