Noooooooooooooo that’s the saddest headcanon ever! But I like it!
Perfection, I love it
Imagine your OTP having a staring competition, but Person A messes with Person B with silly eyebrow movements.
Haven’t written much with this pairing in a LONG time. Decided to just write something small down just for the kicks. Just them two being adorable and such.
I wish it was but even the tags are dead and I can’t give what isn’t there. If the tags weren’t dead this blog would be updating. FANDOM GET IT TOGETHER AND POST ART AND FICS AND STUFF.
Sometimes it was painful knowing that the planet he sworn to protect had been injured under his unwatchful eye. Perhaps it had been his own carelessness that had caused this tragedy, and he had no excuse for himself to coat his own insecurities. He didn’t know how to face Earth now, and he didn’t know how he would be able to talk to the young planet without contorting his own words to make himself feel better. Fact was fact, and there was nothing he could do to stop it. He had failed Earth that day, and the misery that came after that was only the beginning of it all.
They hadn’t talked to him the whole morning after the incident. He didn’t feel like talk to them, either. Showing his pitiful face was a sign of weakness, he determined in his own right, and the guilt eating away at his heart hadn’t stopped—nor had it shown any signs of stopping any time soon. He berated himself for hours, days and weeks after the fact, and yet, the simple gesture had not been done to soothe his own misjudgments.
Yes, he had failed. He could have saved Earth that time. He sworn to his own dignity as a giant gas giant that he would. His own gravitational pull should have stopped any threats pouring its way to Earth. But somehow, they had missed him completely and started their nasty burns at Earth, the frail yet strong planet, so green and full of life.
The life he had promised protection to.
There had been one time when he didn’t stop the threats. That was a long time ago—all life and species had burned up from the frail planet, coating it with a loatheful red, the fierce colour eating away at the inner core of the earth had died off afterwards, but it had not ceased the burning pain Earth had suffered. Jupiter could only watch that time as he made his promise.
He would gently wipe away tears that slid down Earth’s cheeks that day as he soothed the withering planet, clouded with the dusts and bones of its once-alive species. He only watched—nothing he could do to stop the pain. Nothing he would have done. Nothing he pained himself to realize that he had utterly done nothing to stop the catastrophe.
He made Earth cry once. He promised never to do that again. But look at this catastrophe now.
Jupiter didn’t deserve to be called Earth’s guardian. He had failed Earth once too many times to be granted that title. Shrouded in misery, he could only watch from afar as Earth cried a second time since that day.
He could only watch from the shadow of Mars’ frantic resolve.
So when Saturn finally kicked his miserable self out from Mars’ shadow and out in the open, he had seen the reddened haze on Earth’s pale form, limping across the solar system, barely keeping itself straight.
“Earth—!” He cried out, in desperation. His dignity thrown away, his misery tossed, his morals flung. He didn’t care anymore. He didn’t care how cold and distant the other planets were to him for failing.
“I did this to you…I let this happen…” Half expecting a dry sarcasm escaping from Earth’s mouth, he shut his eyes and readied himself for rejection. Because he knew somewhere in his heart that there was nothing he could do to gain back Earth’s trust.
“Why…” Earth finally spoke, his voice quivering, sobs rose within his voice, unstable. Jupiter felt his stomach drop, as he readied for those painful words, ‘why didn’t you protect me?’
”..why didn’t you come and see me?”
Jupiter felt shock coursing through his body. This wasn’t what he had expected. Maybe he was dreaming—“don’t you hate me…”
It wasn’t a question, nor was it a statement. It was caught in between and he didn’t quite know how it would turn out.
“I..I could never hate you, Jupiter…” The meek voice drummed his heart as he lifted his head to gaze at Earth, tears brimmed at his eyes. A smile. “Why would I hate my protector…?”
Millions of questions popped into his mind, clustering his mind with endless inquiry. “I didn’t protect you—I failed—I—”
Jupiter was hushed with a finger at his lip, limiting his ability to speak. “There will always be things you can’t help, Jupiter, and I’ve already accepted that. I never blamed you, nor did I ever stop believing that you’d save me.”
There was a pause—for both Earth and Jupiter.
“And even though this scar may always be there to remind you of something you’d beat yourself up for, I want you to know that I’m glad that you’re my guardian. I couldn’t ask for a better protector, Jupiter.”
Perhaps Jupiter had cried a little at the speech that Earth had made, but nobody saw.
“And I wouldn’t hesitate to put my life in your hands to protect because I know…I know that you’ll always be there.”
And perhaps Earth had wiped it for him before anyone else saw.
“And I love you.”
And perhaps, just perhaps, there was still hope within Jupiter’s heart.
OHMYGOSH ANON YOU ARE THE BESTEST OF THE BEST
THAT WAS MAGICAL
feel free to continue if you desire but if you wish to stop there, that’s alright also