Starcrossed by intergalelactic

When you first saw them through the telescope, you knew you would not rest until they noticed you. Initially, you and the other astronomers thought it was a prank–some coworker somehow photoshopping them in just to mess with you…But when you all looked into the deep night sky at planets far far away and found them yourselves, the cold realization placed a blanket of dread onto everyone but yourself.

As far away as they were, your telescopes could not pick up a clear image of them. Despite the overall blur to their person, they were…beautiful. Ephemeral. The grace with which they held themselves reminded you of painted pictures of Venus, their form soft and large–plentiful, in all respects. A literal celestial body with powder blue skin, dark plum hair down to their back, soft lips pressed in a thoughtful line as they took in the planet Neptune before them. What a hilarious thing, to know that they called this planet a “gas giant”, when compared to the anomaly it was barely bigger than a gumball.

You were the only one who kept looking at them, watching them move in slow motion. A being so unfathomably large that their sheer length and gravity warped time around them. Enraptured, while your coworkers panicked, you spent your time watching them…taking them in. Making note of every single detail on their person. From the slight pout of their lips, the furrow of their brow. You were so caught up in them, it was only when you heard screaming that you finally noticed they had quite literally wiped Neptune away with a wave of their hand, dissipating the gas giant and destroying its pitiful solid core underneath its clouds. The anomalous being seemed to sigh, and was on the move shortly thereafter.

Awe turned to horror…and horror turned into morbid curiosity. One wondered what had happened to the former planet Pluto, and it all spiraled from there. No matter how hard they searched, how many calculations on its position were done, Pluto’s blurry dot on your telescopes was nowhere to be found. It, and a handful of other dwarf planets, had seemingly vanished into nothing. You, and everyone there, seemed to realize all at once what they were doing. Going from planet to planet in your solar system, seeking something none of you could hope to fathom and destroying the planets in their way when they didn’t find what they were looking for.

The being in the telescope was the apocalypse, terrible and awesome in their unrivaled might and casual cruelty. As panic set in amongst your coworkers, you slumped down into your seat, still transfixed by the strange creature projected across the screen.

You, everyone in this room, and all others on this planet…would likely perish by their hand in the coming months. A strange sense of ease passed over you, resolve burned in your heart–if you were going to die, then you were going to die spectacularly. You were going to make sure this starlit being heard you, recognized you, and if they found you wanting then so be it…Just getting their attention would be a feat in itself. A cause worthy enough to devote your final days to.

While chaos erupted around you, you began to work, keeping a watchful eye on the ephemeral beast on your monitor.

In the week following, they made their way to Uranus. You could see them a touch more clearly now as their lightyears long fingers gently caressed the strange sideways ring of the planet, a bemused smirk on their face. As you watched their lips move, you realized they must have been talking to the planet. It was…rather adorable, honestly. That a creature like this, so far removed from your ideals of humanity, had the habit of talking to themselves. You knew you’d have to get a hold of some far flung radio wave recording, see if this anomaly truly had a voice to match their mouthed words.

You and everyone else watching braced for Uranus to be destroyed just as Neptune had…But in a shocking move, the celestial simply twisted the planet around, realigning its poles the way most other planets are. They seemed satisfied with it, half lidded eyes seeming to sparkle just for a second, before they took their leave. A shred of hope began to build in you and the others.

They could be merciful, if they wanted. Perhaps even…helpful. It helped to fuel the fires of your mission–they could talk, maybe they could listen.

In another week, you managed to wrangle a coworker into getting the deep space radio waves of that day, and you combed through hours and hours of strange noises. The ebb and throb of the stars, all of it, until you began to hear a rhythmic sound. A thrum, bassy in your headphones, not unlike the sound emitted by Earth’s own sun. Minutes later, you had to rip the headphones off your head in shock as a loud noise permeated through them, nearly deafening you. When you lowered the volume and listened again. It was so low, so deep, and so loud that it was hard to make out. It was unlike anything you’d ever heard and this, you realized, had to be none other than the anomaly’s voice.

Speeding up the sound, adjusting the pitch, garnered you one of the most fruitful rewards you had ever gotten on the job. The incomprehensible roar sounded more like conversation, a language fluid and lovely–despite the way it made you and everyone else’s ears sting and ring. When the pain abated, you found that you understood the melodic words.

“Now, how did you end up like that?” The celestial had murmured, curious and concerned. “You’re so lovely, besides. Let me see if I can…ah, there we are. Good as new.”

You couldn’t help but blush when you heard them talk, the softness of their voice combined with the sheer care in it…What was their goal, here? What made Neptune so repugnant it needed to be destroyed, but Uranus only needed to be turned?

Moreover, what would they think of Earth–a true outlier in the whole solar system?

The day they approached Saturn was an event for everyone. By now, most of the world had been able to spot through their own telescopes the enormous, encroaching terror from the stars. Media was ablaze with theories and governmental instructions to stay calm; many began to claim it was the end times…and yet you continued on with your work. Dutifully. It was the only thing you could do, the only thing you wanted to do, since it lets you get clearer and clearer glimpses of the celestial stranger.

With each lightyear closer they came, their ethereal beauty only seemed to increase. You took notice of the shining freckles upon their skin, glittering like diamonds upon their expanse. The way their hair shined and flowed behind them like a waterfall, how their face seemed predisposed to a cute pout. You could stare at them for hours, (and you did for, so, so many hours), and still find something new to appreciate about them.

Through a slit in the starlit dress they wore, you saw an utterly gigantic, unbelievably soft looking thigh. They were…so gentle looking, at a glance. A face like a heart, a body full of nothing but round edges and so pillowy looking that it made you wonder what it would be like to rest on them–

This…These were hardly good thoughts to have at work. You sat in the back of the crowd watching them get closer and closer to Saturn on an enormous screen. They gave the ringed planet a dazzling smile that nearly made your heart stop, brushing a fingertip through the expanse of rings. Where it touched, the rings briefly dissipated, only to quickly reform again when they pulled their hand away.

Their mouth moved, and you wished you could hear what they said now. Your only solace was that the recording would arrive faster than the last. Seemingly pleased with the sixth planet, they focused their attention on something else…the dozens of moons surrounding it. Their pretty lips pursed in a frown as they bent low to examine them, eyes narrowing in disapproval. You heard several people gasp in shock as, without hesitation, the celestial began to break the moons apart between his enormous fingers. One by one, the little moons fell, from the smallest satellites to moons as prominent and as large as Rhea. Enceladus. Iapetus. Dione. Turned into dust to be scattered throughout the cosmos.

The only moon spared was Titan, seemingly judged to be worthy. Satisfied, the anomaly left. A chilling reminder that their mercy did not extend too far.

Days later, you poured over the recording given to you. Adjusting the booming pitch for your ears, and listening over and over again to the words spoken.

“Beautiful,” Your planet’s doom said, presumably regarding Saturn. “Such pretty rings, what a gorgeous color…But these bits of junk won’t do. It’s a shame only one of them is worth keeping.”

By the time they had come to Jupiter, you were one of the last few people bothering to come into work. They had long since decided spending their time with their families was worth more, and you could not begrudge them for that. You didn’t have much else besides this, and you supposed that you never would have anything else either way. It was deathly quiet at your workspace as you typed away, as you tinkered.

It struck you just how massive they really were. As they approached the largest planet in the solar system, you realized that they could hold it in a single hand like a baseball. To them, Earth must have been the size of a small bead. And you? You were nothing. Inconsequential. The tiniest little germ upon a minuscule rock…Why did that excite you, instead of terrify you? Why did knowing they were so enormous make your stomach twist giddily, make you squirm with delight?

Perhaps it was poetic irony, with the way they effectively destroyed each celestial body they disapproved of. Those faraway objects humans chose to name after their deities so as to capture their power, their scope. Your beautiful destructive star was a being far grander than any God humanity could have devised.

One look upon Jupiter and its moons was all it took for the anomaly to make their decision. Disgust and annoyance was plastered upon their face, those glittering lips pressed into a firmer pout as their brows furrowed. You leaned forward in your seat, watching with rapt attention as one enormous hand cupped the huge orange planet and brought it up to their mouth. It barely dissipated on the trip there, gas and atmosphere leaking through the gaps in their fingers.

They opened the great chasm of their mouth and sucked in, breathing in everything Jupiter was until nothing but its solid core was left. That, too, would not be spared–they popped it into their mouth like it was a piece of candy, savoring it as if it were a treat…You watched their throat move as they gulped it down, the bulge of their snack moving down to never be seen again.

You quickly decided that’s how you wished Earth would be destroyed, if it came to that. If your star could not find value in your existence as it was, then you would gladly be eaten by them. Made one with them, as they journeyed through the endless stars.

Jupiter’s moons fell victim to the same fate as Saturn’s, crushed between forefinger and thumb like they were nothing but bugs. Only a few of the largest moons remained intact, for when they saw them, their eyes softened. A smile replaced the nasty scowl upon it, and they plucked the little pebbles up as gently as they could…You felt your heart grow warm as they attached the tiny moons to their jewelry, like a keepsake. Like a treasure.

Should they find Earth worthy, you dearly hope they bring your planet along with them in such a fashion. You don’t know how you’d live without them, at this point.

The recording this time held no words for you, only the sound of rock being chewed and a satisfied moan.

You were the single soul left in the building when it was Mars’ turn. At night, everyone on Earth could see them. Like a second sun up in the sky, their gorgeous blue light fell upon the darkness of the wee hours. You still preferred to see them through the screen, since it was still better than using your eyes to spot them…but you cannot deny the joy that flowed through you when you first gazed upon them, unaided, up in the sky. Your gorgeous star, your beautiful apocalypse. Your end, and your beginning. If all went well, you would finally speak to them within a week’s time.

For now, you simply watched. They considered Mars for what seemed like an age, the little red planet barely a blip upon their nail. The twin moons Phobos and Deimos had been knocked away by their fingertips, as if they didn’t notice the two dull rocks were there at all. Their expression was thoughtful, and you noticed that their cheeks had begun to turn…a rather warm shade of purple, as they looked at the planet. Was your star embarrassed, somehow? Were they–

Their free hand moved between their bountiful legs, pushing their flowing dress out of the way so that the great expanse inside was shown to you in full. A clit bigger than a planet, already slick with need and engorged with anticipation, surrounded by a forest of purple hair. Their starry fingers trailed around it, stroking it ever so slowly–even for them. You could feel heat rising between your own legs as you watched them, fascinated that this celestial anomaly could feel something like this, could desire a pleasure of the flesh in this manner.

As they rubbed at their clit, you moved your hand into your pants to do the same, stroking in tandem with them. Their other hand moved, pushing the red dot of a planet towards the all encompassing head of their slick, a far greater planetoid than Mars could have ever hoped to be. It was obliterated almost instantly, exploding into a fiery mess of red dust and hot magma that stained your precious star’s great blue clit. They stroked harder, faster, coating the remnants of Mars in their juices–

You both came at once, and you swore in all your days on this Earth you’d never felt that good jerking off. It hardly felt like it was just you, like your star had been with you the whole time, increasing your pleasure alongside their own. You sat back in your seat, breathing heavily, watching with a satisfied, loving smile as your star lifted their wet finger to their lips, licking off the debris and the slick upon it. They seemed..happy. Good.

Forget being eaten by them, you quickly decided. You wanted to go out like this, turned into a toy for their pleasure and nothing more.

Chaos in the streets, panic in the air. Everyone huddled with their loved ones as the enormous being made their way through the stars. They haunted the sky day or night, bathing the planet in their radiance. You had long since ceased using the work telescope–why bother? You could look up and see them as they traveled towards you, coming closer lightyear by lightyear. And what a beautiful sight it was! Your star, your precious star, finally came to meet you at last.

With more and more distance closed between you, their magnitude was finally revealed to you. It became harder and harder to observe all of their glorious form, the face above you impassive and thoughtful as those gorgeous eyes settled upon the Earth. You were nothing. Specks were bigger than you, atoms may as well be bigger in comparison to this creature. Your entire world was smaller than the tip of their pinky, one of their teeth would be enough to dwarf the Earth twice over.

You waited and you waited, until the body in the sky was nothing more than a wall of powder blue, sparkling flesh in the heavens. Until you could no longer see much more than a fraction of a fraction of their unfathomable form. Your whole world shook as they spoke to your pathetic little mite of a world, bringing you down to your knees in reverence at having actually heard their voice. It was as terrible as it was great, words you could not comprehend powerful enough to shake the ground, to crack windows and blow away the clouds.

A roar from on high, a message from a perfect being. The cosmos made manifest, and they spoke to you. To all of you. The joy of having heard it gave you the strength to overcome the pain just a few endless, slow, bassy words could do to you.

It was the moment of truth.

You stood atop the building you had worked tirelessly in for weeks, a computer in hand all attached to a nearby satellite. The very same machine you had used to help power your telescope, to receive the signals of the celestial’s booming voice. Now it would be used to send a signal back out, straight to them. Grabbing the microphone, you squared your shoulders and looked into the vast sky…and greeted what had, over the course of a month, become your everything.

“Welcome to Earth,” You greeted. “It is so nice to finally see you in person.”

Agonizing minutes passed, nothing seemed to happen…You feared it may not have worked, until your star gasped. Your ears popped as they made the entire Earth’s pressure change in that instant, and you gripped the side of your head in pain–your agony turned into delight, your anxiety into hope.

They heard you.

Miles above, the sky changed as the star moved. You caught the barest hint of a lip, of a nostril…and then there was nothing but his huge pupil, large enough to swallow the planet whole, blinking up above you.

Staring directly at you.

Of all the planets in this system, the tiny blue one was the most curious to Bellatrix. It was the only planet that bore life, the only one to have water, foliage, and the works. He couldn’t help but feel sorry for it, such a lonely existence. The microscopic organics on its surface probably weren’t advanced enough to know they weren’t alone out there, that their solitary life was an anomaly in the grand cosmos…He beheld it for a long while, gazing upon it in curiosity.

There was nothing else special about it, not really. It was polluted, covered in muck and trash that dirtied up its pretty surface. The local lifeforms were strange little things, bipedal and–like many organics who saw him this close–were huddled up in their domiciles. Bella supposed they had every right to be afraid, especially given that they had most likely seen what he’d done to the red planet before it.

“You’re pretty…” He said softly, sighing to himself as he raised his hand, forefinger and thumb reaching out to grasp the little world. “But not much else. I’ll make this quick–”

Right as he was about to squeeze the planet into stardust, there was a metallic ring in his ears. A high pitched squeak, a squeal…and then a voice. So quiet, he almost did not hear it. Bella’s eyes went wide and he let out a small gasp, ragged in his throat. It had been a long time since anyone managed to surprise him.

“Welcome to Earth,” They said, sweet and sheepishly. “It’s nice to finally see you in person.”

He was in shock. Millions of years had he roamed the endless universe, and never had a species managed to contact him…at least, not in this manner. Bellatrix pulled his hand away, staring at the tiny blue marble before in with his jaw dropped in awe. His heartstrings pulled, he lowered himself down, squinting at the planet to find the source of the voice. Not there, not there…Certainly not there…ah! The planet spun directly in front of his eye, and he did his best not to blink, to hardly move or breathe. He could see them, standing on the top of a building, holding a little device in their hand and staring anxiously up at the sky.

Bellatrix couldn’t help but smile at them.

“What an adorable little thing you are…” He said, brows furrowing as he heard a muffled shout. The little organic creature fell to their knees in pain, hands pressed tightly over their ears. Ah…That was his mistake. Backing away from the planet, he knew he had to make some adjustments. To speak quieter, a bit more comprehensively for the poor little dear. He tried again, this time gentler. More suited for the ears of a microbe.

“My apologies. I didn’t mean to hurt you.” Bellatrix murmured, feeling relieved when the minuscule communicator did not seem harmed this time. They looked up at him in awe, eyes wide and joyful, as opposed to many of their kind who could only look at him in fear. It made him feel…warm. Just in the pit of his stomach. It was an unfamiliar, but not unwelcome, sensation.

“You understand me?” They asked. Bella nodded, chuckling softly at their disbelief.

“I can, and I can hear you just as well.” He replied. The organic looked ecstatic.

“You…I…I mean, I–I don’t know what to say.” They began, so nervous they had begun to stutter. “I’ve been watching you for weeks now. Every day. You are…” They stopped, seemingly having to collect their nerves.

“You are the most incredible thing I have ever seen. If you want to destroy us, I won’t be mad. I’ll die happy, knowing I got to tell you that.”

The compliment was unexpected. Bellatrix felt his cheeks grow hot, and he was momentarily at a loss for words. This…tiny thing, this creature that should, by all rights, not even be talking to him right now…They thought he was incredible? It was enough to boggle the mind. Bellatrix was quiet, staring down at the cute mortal being so far down below on this infinitesimal little world with a look of utmost fondness on his immense, interstellar gaze.

“…How sweet of you.” He finally said, cheeks still flushed a dark purple color. “I’ll admit, your planet was of little interest to me. I was just about to get rid of it before you got my attention. I want to know more about your ‘Earth’…”

Bellatrix smiled down at them, watching in delight as they began to blush as well.

“And I want to know more about you.”