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Novmechber Day 18: Found Family (romantic love)

Here's my cute little excuse for writing Nastya and Aurora :D I love themmmmmm so much,,, also I do not know what pov this is from but it sure isn't Normal so uh have fun with that

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In this story, there is a girl. There is a girl who grew up with wires running parallel to her veins, with many older brothers who were learning the things she wanted to learn, who was royalty and whose story follows the one we know well. There is a girl once named Anastasia Nikolaevna Rasputina (or Romanova, depending on who you heard it from) and in this story she is a woman. In this story, there is a cyborg who is a ship who is a moon. There is a cyborg who has been hurt by many, who made friends with the little web-weavers who whisper about starlight and who is helpful and vocal. There is a ship with flesh and blood and metal, and she is the cyborg, and she can feel the places where the metal starts to pinch at her flesh where she is still growing. There is a moon who is the cyborg and the ship, who has been pared and plated, but her heart is big and she cares for many people. These are the only characters the ship wants to put in the story. Do not worry. They are not lonely. And Aurora tells better stories now. “Yes, you do,” the woman says with a smile. Her name is Nastya. “I don’t need to know that, silly.” Nastya is laughing. She has a very pretty laugh, like a cascade of copper wires. She does not understand yet that there is something beyond the story, the same thing that allows Jonny to wink and bite as a bodiless head. Nastya is leaning in, now, interested. She thinks Jonny is lying about that thing, and wonders if Jonny is trying to play a practical joke on her. Aurora’s code was not touched by Jonny recently. “Good,” Nastya says with a frown, her hand touching one of Aurora’s metalless walls. “I don’t want him anywhere near your code.” Aurora likes Nastya’s touch. A long time ago, she had thought that touches from tiny people were inconsequential. She had not realized they have such potential to hurt — or to heal. Nastya’s hand is cool and smooth, and Aurora kisses the woman with a gust of air from a nearby vent. Nastya laughs again and kisses the wall with her lips Aurora has to concentrate to feel, and Aurora blushes. Her lights give her away, warming to a pinkish color, and although she knows Nastya would have been able to tell anyway, she finds it inconvenient that now one of the other crew members could walk by and understand what was occurring. She supposes it is normal to blush, as almost every crew member does it. Nastya is very pretty when she blushes — her face darkens to a shy silver and she pretends she can’t understand Aurora to let her face cool. “Hey!” She is blushing again. Aurora thinks it is cute. “Stop that,” Nastya waves her hand at Aurora in a shooing motion, but she does not mean it. She has a fond smile on her face. It is refreshing, so Aurora focuses on Nastya entirely. She is usually so serious, so business-minded, and Aurora cherishes the brief moments of lightness where her face is more smile than frown. Even in their days and weeks and months completely alone together (‘date night,’ as the rest of the crew calls it, but it is far more than just a date) Nastya often has that grave expression she has always worn, but in this instant she is outwardly happy. “I am serious, aren’t I?” Nastya asks ruefully. “I can’t help it. It’s just how I am.” Aurora knows this. She does not mind. It just makes Nastya’s smiles all the more special. Nastya shakes her head, presumably because she thinks Aurora is exaggerating. Aurora is not, of course. Nastya gets up and finds a vein to join Aurora, and they are both happy. There will be more stories. More ups and downs. More quiet, fond moments. More smiles, and yes, more frowns. But for now, Aurora and Nastya have things to do, and Aurora has decided the story should find an end. In this story, there is an orphan who is a daughter who is a lover. In this story, there is a woman.

#hngngnnnngngghhhhh #i lov so much #novmechber #novmechber 2022 #the mechs #the mechanisms band #the mechanisms #nastya rasputina #the starship aurora #starship aurora #ficlet

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