#Custodian the nebula stars

[karebeast]

Playing Magic

-SpeedPaint-

Carel and Custodian ™ @KareBeast

[ourrobotculture]

The Tardis and the Unlikely Planet

In the vastness of the cosmos, there existed a world unlike any other, a place where the laws of physics were mere suggestions and the landscape defied all logic. This is the tale of the Doctor and the Tardis’s journey to Mirabilis, a planet where dreams and reality intertwined.

As the Tardis materialized on the surface of Mirabilis, the Doctor stepped out into a world painted with a kaleidoscope of colors that shifted and changed with every glance. The ground felt spongy underfoot, bouncing back with each step, and the sky was a canvas of swirling nebulas and dancing stars, even in the light of day.

The Doctor, ever curious and fearless, ventured forth, the Tardis a steadfast beacon in this ever-changing world. The trees here were not trees at all, but living sculptures that hummed with a melody that spoke of the universe’s secrets. The rivers flowed not with water, but with liquid light that sparkled with the essence of stardust.

In this strange world, the Doctor encountered beings of pure energy, creatures that communicated through emotions and thoughts, transcending the need for spoken language. They were the Custodians of Mirabilis, the guardians of its mysteries.

The Custodians welcomed the Doctor, recognizing the traveler as a kindred spirit, one who sought understanding and connection across the stars. They shared tales of worlds beyond, of civilizations that had come and gone, leaving only echoes in the fabric of space-time.

As the Doctor listened, a realization dawned—the Tardis had brought them here not by chance, but by design. Mirabilis was a nexus, a place where all possible realities converged, and it was here that the Doctor could hear the heartbeat of the universe itself.

With a fond farewell to the Custodians, the Doctor returned to the Tardis, the ship’s engines humming to life. As they departed, Mirabilis faded into the backdrop of the cosmos, a reminder that in the grand tapestry of existence, there are worlds beyond imagination, waiting to be discovered.

And so, the Doctor continued on, the Tardis traversing the endless expanse, ever in search of the next adventure, the next revelation, in the boundless journey through time and space.

[xasha777]

In the mystical, far-reaching corners of the universe, there exists a realm untouched by time and space as we know it—a place where the past, present, and future converge into a singular, fantastical reality. This is the realm where the cosmic steed, known as Celestia, roams freely under the shimmering canopy of stars and cosmic dust.

Celestia, with her radiant coat of swirling galaxies and nebulae, trotted gracefully through the serene forest of Lumina. Her mane glowed with a spectrum of colors, and her eyes, deep and infinite, reflected the mysteries of the universe. The air around her crackled with energy, a testament to the extraordinary being she was.

One day, as Celestia meandered along a crystal-clear stream, she sensed a ripple in the fabric of reality. From this disturbance emerged a figure clad in regal attire, his face marked with a mixture of confusion and awe. This was none other than Richard II of England, transported through time and space by a force unknown to him.

Richard, once a king bound by the confines of his earthly throne, found himself standing in the presence of the magnificent horse. Despite the disorientation, his royal demeanor remained intact as he approached Celestia.

"Who are you, noble steed?" Richard inquired, his voice steady yet filled with curiosity.

Celestia, though unable to speak in human tongue, communicated through the shimmering light of her eyes and the gentle nod of her head. Instinctively, Richard understood that this ethereal being was a guardian of the cosmos, a guide through the intricate web of existence.

As Richard reached out to touch Celestia, a vision flooded his mind—a vision of the celestial mechanics that governed the universe, the very principles that had guided astronomers and philosophers like Henri Poincaré and Gottfried Wilhelm Leibniz. He saw the intricate dance of planets, the swirling patterns of galaxies, and the stochastic processes that determined the fate of stars.

In this moment of revelation, Richard realized that his journey was not a mere accident. He had been chosen to witness the profound connections between all things, the delicate balance maintained by forces beyond mortal comprehension. Celestia, with her cosmic presence, embodied these truths, guiding Richard to a deeper understanding of the universe.

Together, they traversed the enchanted forest, where every leaf, every drop of water, seemed to hum with the energy of life. Richard, now attuned to the celestial symphony, marveled at the beauty and complexity of existence. He learned that the International System of Units, the Third Law of Thermodynamics, and even the concept of residual entropy were all threads in the grand tapestry of the cosmos.

As days turned into nights and nights into days, Richard's bond with Celestia grew stronger. He became a custodian of the knowledge he had gained, vowing to protect and share it with those who sought to understand the mysteries of the universe. His reign as a king was but a prelude to his true purpose—a journey through the stars, guided by the luminous Celestia, to explore the infinite wonders of existence.

In the end, Richard II of England found a new throne among the stars, a place where he could reign with wisdom and wonder, forever accompanied by the celestial steed who had opened his eyes to the boundless realms of possibility.

[julierysava]

It's Saturday🌟🚀 Stellar Wonders: Exploring the Cosmos Beyond Imagination! 🌌🔭

Greetings, cosmic travelers! Today, let's embark on a celestial odyssey and explore the boundless wonders that adorn the canvas of the cosmos. 🌠✨

1. Nebulous Symphony: Picture the vastness of space as a symphony of nebulous wonders. Each swirling nebula, a cosmic note in the grand composition of the universe. What melodies might echo through the cosmic expanse?

2. Galactic Nomads: Imagine a fleet of interstellar nomads journeying through the galaxies in colossal starships. What tales might unfold as they traverse the cosmic highways, encountering celestial phenomena and ancient cosmic entities?

3. Planetary Tapestry: Envision a planetary tapestry woven with threads of diverse worlds. Each planet, a canvas of unique landscapes and civilizations. What stories might emerge from the interplay of different planetary cultures?

4. Cosmic Timekeepers: Suppose there are cosmic timekeepers, beings who navigate the currents of time itself. What challenges and responsibilities might they face as they guard the temporal fabric of the universe? Chronicle the sagas of these temporal custodians.

5. Celestial Revelry: Amidst the stars, picture celestial beings gathering for a cosmic revelry. What ethereal celebrations and otherworldly festivities might unfold in the shimmering halls of the cosmos? Dance with the stars and capture the magic of celestial jubilations.

Embark on this cosmic sojourn with your imagination as the guide! Share your visions of stellar wonders, intergalactic adventures, and cosmic marvels. The universe is our playground of inspiration! 🚀🌌💫

[batmanisagatewaydrug]

Good morning, library personnel,

Today we unlocked the library and discovered something profound on the second floor. Every book had been removed from the 520s section and arranged in artful, whirling spirals, its shape not unlike a nebula. Quite a lot of furniture had been moved in order to accomplish this, and several ponderously heavy display cases. 

Each book had been placed with the utmost care, balanced perfectly on its spine with the pages fanned just so. Viewed from above, it would have been stunning. At ground level, it was beautiful and unsettling in equal measure that several employees were moved immediately to tears. Some tried to take pictures of the arrangement on their phones, only to find the results singularly unsatisfying. Morning custodian Lana Van Zant likened it to trying to take a picture of the moon or the sunrise, and the frustration that grows upon realizing that the most powerful camera in the world could not capture the feeling of staring up at something hanging in the sky and experiencing unadulterated wonder.

The second floor spectacle did, indeed, look like something that would not be out of place among the stars. By Van Zant’s estimate, she and the other witnesses stood around for “Some ten, fifteen minutes before we realized, ‘Sh*t, somebody is going to have to clean this up.’”

We offer our deepest apologies to the circulation staff for this additional burden to today’s workload. 

[mleighsquickspot]

Search Thy Library

Before, there were three in forms that personify. Creation's of unknown origin, they have just always been. Together they came in union. Knowledge of them was at this moment all they could grant. Thus, a decision was made. Space, Time, and Essence wrote all they knew down among the pages. They used the dust off star and nebula for their ink. Each set forth a work of creation where each was important to their own story. When an end was finally reached, together they placed their works among eternity. There for those to find, who dared to know all. Kept hidden deep within each spirit, each soul is a key. Only together can we all know the words of these three. To know the expanses of Space, the limits and yet unlimited passage of time. To know the Essence of creation and why all are equal. Such a library, such custodians of ultimate knowledge. To understand that we each have the greatest gift, to realize we each need each other only to unlock it...

@inkstay​

Image: Google.com / the inner library pics

Let me know what you think and pass the thought along.

[silverlily61]

So this is going to be my #mermay list! ♥ I planned it to draw 3-4 merms each week instead of the whole month 🙈 >>If you want to join me you can tag your merms with #iratxemermay2019 and I'll share them in my stories! . Also feel free to combine this prompts with other lists or draw them in the order you want ♥ . In case you don't understand my handwriting (lol): 1. Iridescent 2. Nebula 3. Dark souls (sounds like the video game sorry) 4. Albina 5. Melanic 6. The end 7. Moondust 8. Warrior 9. Golden 10. Deep seas 11. Bone and stars 12. Solar and lunar 13. Custodian 14. Melusine 15. The empress 16. Sorceress 17. Soulmates 18. Moth . and of course, I drew the mermaid eye exclusively for @velvetmush #velvetmusheyechallenge ♥ . . #sketch #illustration #illo #galaxy #fairy #dream #magic #pagan #witch #tarot #wicca #beautifulbizarre #watercolorart #watercolor #gouache #eye #flower #oilpainting #oil #illustratorsoninstagram #mermaid #mermay2019 #mermaychallenge #mermaylist (at Wayland, Michigan) https://www.instagram.com/p/Bw3FYWAJh9r/?igshid=s89kyp6dflke

[tako-kola]

Nova’s Secret Admirer Part 2

((Time for the 2nd part of the valetine special fanfiction! Give or take, it'll be finished on a Wednesday/Thursday Midnight. Because, I have work on Monday and Tuesday.))

Nova, Hachi, Aki, Mel, Leif, and Luna belongs to me.

Neo Squid Sisters: Camille and Nebula belongs to @inklingleesquidly | @agenttwo and @myzzy

Bits and Terra belongs to @askvincent and @asktheseastars

Celeste and Willow belongs to @alpinesquid

Nova is in the middle of his teacher's lecture about human history. He knew it was going to be another boring lesson, but dealt with it. Nova got all the notes, written down on his notebook and he put his pencil down when the teacher's lesson ended.

"Geez... So much work.."He sighed. He hoped to cod, that his right hand wasn't cramping from writing.

Today's Valentine's Day. The time of year, when squid couples give each other chocolates, flowers, and other kinds of gifts. Especially on dates. Nova on the other hand, still doesn't have a Valentine. And he's perfectly fine about it.

The bell chimed as everyone got up from their seats. It's about time for lunch and Nova brought his own bento box from home.

As soon as Nova left the classroom, two girls appeared in front of him. One of them is holding a box of baked goods. They bothed smiled, happy to see Nova.

"Hey, Celeste and Willow!" He recognized the two inklings. He played against the two on a Turf War match. He was about to win the match, until Celeste blasted him at the end.

Nove noticed the box, that Willow is holding. "Uh, whatcha got there?" He asked, examining the box.

"We were just in the area and wanted to give you something!" Celeste nudged at Nova and grinned.

Willow presented the box of cookies to Nova. "It's from your secret admirer. I heard, she's a really good baker. She asked us to give them to you at lunchtime." She smiled.

"O-Oh! Gee, thanks!" Nova accepted the box of cookies. First the note, now the cookies. "Those look really yummy! I'll eat them, right away!"

"You enjoy your cookies, bud! We'll be on our way!" Celeste waved, goodbye to Nova and left. Willow bowed, politely to Nova and followed Celeste.

Meanwhile, Hachi was standing by the vending machine. Once Willow and Celeste approached to Hachi, she smiled. "Thanks, a bunch! Hopefully, I pay you back in return."

"Nah, that's not necessary!" Celeste grinned, happily.

"You're still set for decorating the gymnasium for tonight? We could use the extra help from Seaside Hill's track star." Willow waits for Hachi's answer. They were out of options to begin with.

"Why wouldn't I help?" Hachi giggled. "I've helped with the decorations for the Halloween dance, last year! I'm down for tonight's preparations!" Hachi gave them a thumbs up and a wink. She couldn't let them down after what, Willow and Celeste did for her.

After school, Nova and Leif are helping with the decorations in the gym. Nova's role was painting signs for the dance. It wasn't as big, compared to his Ink Brush. And using the Slosher wouldn't be allowed in school, after that incident during the school festival.

Leif walked over to Nova. They were finished with carrying a ton of food and drinks. "Hey, Nova! You got a minute?" They asked. Leif sat down on the floor and criss-crossed their legs.

"Hm? What is it, Leif?" He stopped painting the little hearts on the sign.

"Is it true, that your secret admirer baked you some cookies?!" Leif leaned in, closer to their cousin.

"Uhh.. yeah?" He nodded. It's not such a big deal for someone to give him food. "Celeste and Willow came to me and told me, that it's from my admirer. I really enjoyed them, during lunch!"

Hachi was in the of hanging up the banner, until she heard over Nova and Leif's conversation. Whatever they're talking about it has something to with Hachi's cookies. She tried to lean in a bit, but she's couldn't. Hachi is standing on a ladder. One wrong step and she'll fall to the floor.

"Wait.. How did you know? Were you eavesdropping?" Nova raised an eyebrow.

"Weeelll, maybe. I didn't wanna get caught. So, I bailed out.. Sorry, cuz." They scratched the back of their head.

Nova sighed. "It's fine, Leif.. Anyway, yeah. I'm more curious in meeting this girl. I wouldn't mine, enjoying her sweets. Every single day!"

Hearing what Nova have said, Hachi's face was a deep shade of green. She could squeal at the top of her lungs.

While Hachi is up there on the ladder, Terra and Bits were bringing in more balloons. What Terra didn't notice is that, one of her long tentacles are attached to the ladder.

"Hm?" Terra couldn't go any further. She looked back and saw, what was keeping her from going anywhere. "Uh-oh, not again." Terra tugged, lightly on the ladder. She frowned, a bit. "It won't let go.." She tugged on it with a bit of force, freeing her tentacle with ease.

Once Terra's tentacle went free, the ladder was wobbling a lot. So much, the ladder might fall over. And Hachi is standing on it!

Her daydreaming was cut-off, until the ladder started to wobble."Wh-Wha?!" Hachi yelped. This ladder, she used was old and a bit unstable. She tried to keep her balance, but she was about to fall over.

"Eeeiaaaaaagh!!!" Hachi was flailing, helplessly as she was fall. Everyone in the gym, stared in shock. And that brings Nova and Leif's attention.

"Hachi!!" Nova cried out. He got up and rushed towards her. He ran as fast as he could and made a sick powerslide on his knees. The custodian did a good job in waxing the entire floor.

Hachi shut her eyes, tight and braced herself for the inevitable impact. She kept her eyes shut, but nothing happened to her. "I-I'm.. alright..? But, ho-" She opened her eyes to see Nova, carrying her like a princess. He caught her, before she plummeted to the ground.

Nova sighed in relief. "Hey, are you alright?" He asked, still carrying Hachi.

"Y-Y-Y-You...!" Hachi was very flustered and lost for words. And being carried like that, didn't help much. She looked at the crowd of student. They were relieved, yet amused. Even Aki was smirking at the display.

Hachi's face became greener than the plants in Kelp Dome. "Y-You..." Hachi gritted her teeth. Her anger is now, boiling red.

"Uh.. Hachi?" He raised an eyebrow, looking confused. He doesn't understand, why she was angry. He just saved her life. Whatever it is, it's not pretty.

"Y-YOU DUMMY!!!!" She screamed at Nova. Hachi balls up her fist, angrily. And with an amount of force, she slugged Nova in the face. Her face was a mixture of anger and embarrassment.

"Uwaggh!!!" He took the punch from Hachi, dropping her to the floor on purpose. Before he could say anymore, he collapsed onto the floor.

"Ohhhhh, crab!!! Nova got knocked the eff out!!!" Leif pointed that out and the crowd were shocked, again. Today just went from zero to a hundred, really quickly. The preparations for the dance were cut-short, when the class rep walked in.

After the outburst in the gym, Nova was walking home. with a bruised face on his face. "Geez... Hachi packs a really good punch, compared to most kickboxers.. Ow.." He has an icepack, close to his cheek. It's very cool by the touch, but it'll numb down the pain. "I still don't understand, why she was so pissed..?"

Luna was walking with him. After Nova just explained to his sistesr, she started snickering. "Maybe, she was just too embarrassed and doesn't want anyone to see?" Luna shrugged. "On the bright side, Hachi is safe." She brought her hands behind her head and sighed. Too bad, Leif went to Kelp Dome after Nova was taken to the nurse's office.

The school dance starts in 5 hours. So, they have enough time to attend clubs or play Turf Wars. The class representitive dismissed everyone at the gymnasium. Which leaves, Hachi walking home with Aki.

The green inkling was silent, the whole time. Hachi didn't mean to punch him, but she didn't want anyone to know that they're a couple. Yet.

"Hachi? You've been silent, since we finished with the decorations." She looked worried about her co-captain. "Are you still mad at Nova for saving you..?"

A light blush on Hachi's face is too noticable for Aki. "N-No.. I'm not mad at him.. I-I was just jumpy, that's all.." She looked, aside. On the inside, she felt bad for slugging Nova.

"Well, I'm you're alright.. Terra apologized about the ladder. It appears that, one of her long tentacles got caught around the ladder." Aki explained.

Hachi understood, what happened and nodded. "It's not her fualt. The damn ladder didn't as strong as it used to be.."

"Apologies aside, we gotta prepare for tonight. Everyone's going to show up with their dates. I asked Mel to go the dance with me and he accepted. Actually, it's his first Valentine dance." Aki wanted for Mel to have fun. Other than, staying in his own house with his parents.

"Soooo, Hachi. Do you have a date to the dance?" Aki asked.

"A-Actually, I do.." Hachi answered, rubbing her left arm with her right hand. Her blush, increased greatly.

"Oooohohohooo~" Aki brought her hand to her mouth and smirked. "What his name~? Does he go to school, here?" Yet again, Aki's began to sparkle with pure excitement.

Hachi thought back to what Luna said. She mustn't tell anyone it's Nova, until the dance at 8 PM. "I-It's a secret..! When the time comes, I'll explain it to you.." She smiled, slightly.

After a bit of chatting, they arrived at Hachi's apartment. She can finally take a nap, until tonight. Today was an usual day for her. "Okay, I'll be seeing you soon.." Hachi yawned, cutely.

"Alrighty~♪ Get plenty of rest tonight~♪" Aki waved at her and turned back to the direction of her home. She couldn't wait to write some ideas for her new fanfiction. Or her new art comic.

Hachi used her key to unlock the door to her apartment. The living room felt quiet, this time. Her parents aren't were, yet because they're both at work. "Figures.." She sighed.

Hachi dropped her bag and made her way to the bedroom. Before she could rest on the soft mattress, Hachi saw a picture of Nova and Hachi. This was their first video game tournament. Hachi won 1st, while Nova won 2nd place. They've been rivals when they were children.

Hachi stared at the picture for a while, until she fell onto the bed. She curled up into a ball and rested her head on the pillow. Hachi thought back to her rivalry with Nova. On the outside, she was always one-step ahead of Nova. But on the inside, she seems happy around him. The thought of him, made her feel warm and fuzzy inside. Hachi slowly, closed her eyes and drifted off to sleep.

5 hours have passed, making it nighttime. Once the clock strikes at 8, the valentine dance will begin. Nova was riding in the car with Fynn to the school. He could walk up there, alone. But, he asked his father to take him. He was now, wearing his white suit and pink tie. Surprisingly enough, Nova really likes it.

Nova arrived at the school parking lot, in 20-25 mintutes. He promised Fynn, that he'll leave until 10. And with a bro fist from his dad, he stepped out of his car. "Secret admirer, here I come!" He said, after closing the passenger door.

Nova is holding a box with a pink bow in his hand. He's planning to give this to his admirer in return for the cookies.

On his way to the entrance to the gym, Nova spotted Hachi by the the wall. She was wearing a beautiful golden dress with a cute bumblebee brooch. Nova's jaw dropped, when he saw her.

"Woah.." He remarked. This is the first time, Nova has seen Hachi in a dress.

Hachi giggled at his comment. "Yeah, I know. It's cute, right? My mom, picked this out for me." She checked herself out. It wasn't as formal, but it's acceptable.

"so, uh.. Where's your date? Is he running late or somethin'?" He asked. Nova hasn't known about Hachi's date, yet. Nova would soon, smell the sweet scent of honey. The same scent as the letter.

"Well, the thing is..." Her blush, appeared on her face. This was it. She couldn't hide it from Nova, any longer. "I am your date.." Hachi finally, told the truth.

Nova stood there like a frozen pole, waiting for someone to stick their tongue on it. Nova recognized the handwriting and sweet honey scent. "S-So, you're me secret admirer?!" Nova exclaimed.

Hachi nodded. "Yeah.. Shocker, isn't it? I can't stand, the thought about you being dateless.." She was twiddling her fingers, again. "To be honest, I meant what I said.." She looked down, blushing heavily.

Nova walked a bit, closer. He placed a hand on Hachi and smiled. "Did Luna put you into this?" He asked.

She looked into Nova's eyes and nodded. "Your sis is a good wingwoman, y'know.." She added. "I've been keeping it quiet for 4 days."

Suddenly, Hachi noticed the small box in Nova's hand. She looked, curiously at the box. "Hey, Nova? What's that in the box?"

"You mean the valentine gift? I wanted to give this to my admirer in return. Well, now that you're here." Nova opened the box and presented a golden heart locket to Hachi.

Hachi gasped, when he showed her the lockett. "I-It's beautiful...!! Why on earth did you get that..?!" The moonlight reflected upon the locket.

"It wasn't that expensive, but it's worth the purchase at a jewelery store at Arowana Mall. No biggie." He placed a necklace around Hachi's neck. "You look stunning, with or without it." He grinned, happily.

Hachi was on the urge of tears. She never seen such an amazing gift, before. She'll promise to cherish it, as long as she lives. Hachi quickly glomped the purple squid and squealed, joyfully. "Thankyouthankyouthankyouthankyou!!" She cried, hugging him tightly.

"H-Heh, you're very welcome." Nova returned the hug. He's glad that Hachi enjoyed her valentine gift. "So, are you ready to go inside? Our friends are waiting." He said.

Hachi looked up at Nova. She was tearing up, already. She wiped some tears from her eyes with a hand and smiled. "Y-Yeah.. Let's have some fun! Together!" Hachi took Nova's hand, escorting him inside.

The dance got started and everyone was having a good time. For tonight's dance, Camille and Nebula are hosting. The Neo Squid Sisters also go this school.

"Hope, everybody's having a good time!!" Camille cheered through the microphone. The crowd goes crazy as Camille, announced.

"Tonight, we have a special guest! Now, give a warm welcome to Lunar Crash!!" Nebula said, revealing the school's rock band.

Nova's sister, Luna showed up on stage with her band members. Luna's the lead singer and guitarist. The female sharkling on the left plays the bass and the anemone girl is playing the drums.

Luna brought a microphone to her face, gazing at everyone on the court. She also spotted Nova with Hachi. Seeing the new couple, Luna smiled. "Good evening, Seaside Hill High!! Are you ready to lift off?!?" She said her usual intro slogan. The entire crowd, chanted the band's name.

With a few taps from the drummer's drumsticks, the music began to play. Luna have been practicing her new song. This time, she'll rock this gymnasium.

After 2 or 3 songs, Luna and her band left the stage with a wave. "Thank you all for listening! We've worked hard in making our new hit!" Luna couldn't wait to tell Fynn and Eimie about tonight's performance.

Once the whole gym went silent, the DJ got back from his break. He can turn up some sweet and slow jams for the couples. Everyone started slow dancing with their couples.

That leaves Nova and Hachi on the courtyard. He looked into Hachi's amber eyes. "May I have this dance?" He said, taking Hachi's hand. He wrapped his other arm, around her waist.

"S-Sure, I'd love that!" Hachi blushed, deeply as she made her first move. She moved to the rhythm of the song. Being careful of where she's stepping on, she rested her head on Nova's chest. Hachi could smell the rich scent of fresh cologne. Smells like lilac flowers.

Nova went silent as he followed Hachi's footsteps. He wished, this moment could last forever. After all these years, Nova has finally found a special someone.

Their friends: Aki, Mel, Camille, and Nebula were watching. Camille and Aki expressed their awe. This means, Aki has enough info for her next fanfic. Mel and Nebula brofisted each other and smiled.

The song went on for 3 minutes. Nova and Hachi at each other, lovingly. Hachi has never felt this way, before. Her heart was beating fast, due to being very close to him. If it wasn't for Luna's help, she wouldn't have the courage to confess to him.

The song ended and everyone stopped dancing. Nova smiled, when the song is over.

Hachi stared up into Nova's eyes. She knows, what she has in store for Nova. She wanted to pay him back for saving her from the fall. She's getting that warm and fuzzy feeling, again. And she couldn't wait any longer.

"U-Um.. Nova..? There's something, I want to give you in return.." Hachi remembered about how Hunni met Mako. The mood is set, her face blushing, and she kept twiddling her fingers.

"Hm? What's the matter?" He asked, looking a bit worried. He thought, messed up during the dance. But, that wasn't it. Whatever it is, something was on her mind.

Without delay, Hachi brought her hands to his face. She shut her eyes, tight and plants a deep kiss on Nova's lips. She cooed through Nova's mouth.

"M-Mmm?!" Nova blushed, madly due to Hachi's approach. He calmed down and returned the kiss, his arms are wrapped around her waist.

Aki and Camille were squealing like fangirls from the background. This is by far, the most romantic ever. Aki knows, what to write for her next fanfiction.

Luna watched the passionate kissing. Luna's glad that she helped Hachi with asking her brother out. Feeling pleased, Luna gave herself a pat on the back.

The kiss went on for 6 seconds, until they broke the kiss. They stared at each other, blushing like dorks.

"That's for saving me.. And sorry about punching you in the face.." Talking about it, make her remorseful.

"Listen, Hachi. I can take a beating, y'know. Don't worry about this handsome and buised face!" He winked at Hachi.

Hachi giggled, feeling relieved. She hugged him, tightly. This is Hachi's first time, she felt this way. She looked up and smiled at him. "I love you, you goofball." She said, nuzzling against him.

"Heh, I love you back." He chuckled lightly, returning her embrace.

Tonight was a success. Hachi finally confessed her love to her rival and captain of Galaxa Gems. She was wondering, how is she going to explain this to Hunni and Mako? She could at least, spend her new life with her new boyfriend.

THE END

[karebeast]

The Nebula Stars Main Cast 2024

!!!DO NOT STEAL, DO NOT REUPLOAD, DO NOT COPY, DO NOT PROFIT!!!

This is an artwork done not too long ago!

Ray, Paligan, Petter, Carel, Eth, Custodian, Lady Adara, Lord Sainterious ™ KareBeast

[xasha777]

In the distant future, the remnants of Earth's history intermingle with the vast expanse of the universe, where human heritage has found new life among the stars. The Bagratuni dynasty, once a powerful lineage on ancient Earth, has been resurrected on the planet Armenius, a vibrant world known for its rich culture and technological advancements.

Princess Vaelia Bagratuni, the heir to the Bagratuni throne, possesses an uncanny resemblance to the statues and paintings of her ancestors preserved from millennia ago. She wears a majestic costume that is a blend of historical opulence and modern technology, embodying the glory of her dynasty. Her dress, adorned with electric-blue and gold, integrates nano-fabric that changes color with her mood and provides a real-time shield against potential threats.

One day, an old prophecy resurfaces, foretelling that a leader from their lineage will uncover the "Celestial Throne," a legendary artifact believed to grant the ruler of Armenius the power to control the fate of the universe. With this knowledge, Vaelia embarks on an interstellar quest that transcends the boundaries of time and space.

Her journey leads her to the forgotten realm of the Nebular Empires, where cosmic clouds form the backdrop for battles fought in suspended animation and where alliances are as fickle as comet paths. Vaelia must navigate through the intrigues and betrayals of the galaxy’s most powerful leaders, drawing upon her sharp intellect and the advanced technologies embedded in her attire.

As Vaelia delves deeper into the enigma of the Celestial Throne, she discovers that it is not a physical seat but a network of ancient cosmic energy, interwoven with the fate of every living creature. To unlock it, she must assemble the "Three Keys" hidden across different epochs and planets, guarded by enigmatic custodians who test her worthiness.

Throughout her odyssey, Vaelia encounters AI entities descended from Earth's ancient machines, space-faring knights who vow loyalty to her cause, and mysterious seers whose visions of the past reveal the critical roles the Bagratuni dynasty played in shaping intergalactic history. Each encounter and challenge imbues Vaelia with a deeper understanding of her heritage and the interconnectedness of all beings.

The climax of her journey occurs in a nebula, where time bends and stars are born. As she unlocks the Celestial Throne, Vaelia realizes that the true power it grants is not dominion over others but the ability to forge unity across the universe. With her newfound power, she returns to Armenius not as a conqueror but as a unifier, heralding a new era of peace and collaboration among the stars, continuing the legacy of the Bagratuni dynasty into the infinite reaches of space.

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In the quaint, luminescent town of Doğubayazıt, where the shadow of Mount Ararat loomed large and mysterious, life had always been woven with tales of the extraordinary. Yet, nothing in the town’s folklore could compare to the night the skies burst into a cascade of brilliant, pulsating lights, heralding the arrival of the Orb.

The Orb was unlike anything the townspeople had ever seen: a colossal sphere, striped with a kaleidoscope of swirling colors, resting quietly on a pedestal of rock by the tranquil banks of a stream that mirrored the midnight sky. Its sudden appearance was silent but its impact was not; it brought with it a palpable sense of change.

Two young locals, Ela and Murat, found themselves inexplicably drawn to the Orb late one evening. As they stood atop the glowing globe, their hands barely touching, the sky above them exploded in colors that danced like the northern lights, only far more vivid. The stars seemed to rearrange themselves into a map that beckoned to unknown places.

Compelled by the cosmic spectacle, Ela and Murat made a pact to follow wherever the Orb might lead. The next morning, as the first rays of dawn lit the sphere, it began to hum with a deep, resonant tone. Slowly, it levitated, lifting the duo with it, transcending the bounds of the Earth's atmosphere.

Their journey took them beyond the blue of the sky, into the cold, silent embrace of space. The Orb was their vessel, navigating through the cosmos with a purpose programmed by an ancient, alien intelligence. It guided them to distant galaxies, through asteroid fields, and past swirling nebulas.

Each celestial body they passed whispered secrets of the universe, revealing the interconnectedness of all cosmic life. They learned of civilizations that had thrived and fallen, echoing the cycles of life and death on Earth. The Orb showed them the fragile beauty of existence, and the importance of preserving it.

After what seemed like an eternity adrift among the stars, the Orb brought them back to Earth, depositing them gently back at the banks of the stream in Doğubayazıt. The globe itself sank into the ground, leaving behind no trace except for the memories in Ela and Murat’s minds.

They returned to their town as changed beings, custodians of the knowledge that the universe was vastly more wondrous and intricate than they had ever imagined. With stories of their odyssey, Ela and Murat inspired their fellow townspeople to look up at the stars not as distant, cold points of light, but as destinations, as homes, and as mysteries that were an invitation to the bold.

And so, under the watchful gaze of Mount Ararat, the town of Doğubayazıt became a place of pilgrimage for those who sought to understand the profound bond between the cosmos and the sphere that had bridged worlds, if only for a fleeting moment.

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In the twilight of Zadar County, where the Adriatic Sea whispered ancient secrets to the moonlit shores, stood a figure as enigmatic as the land itself. She was known as Althea, the last of the cybernetic enchantresses from the once formidable Techno-Coven. Her hair, the color of the rarest pink corals found in the deepest trenches of the ocean, cascaded down her shoulders, reflecting the soft glow of the city's neon lights.

It was said that Althea's eyes held the power of the cosmos: one eye mirroring the serene blue of Earth's skies, the other the vibrant nebulae of a distant galaxy. In her presence, the air thrummed with a silent energy, a testament to the fusion of technology and sorcery coursing through her veins.

Zadar County had become a sanctuary, hidden from the galaxy's prying eyes, a place where time seemed to pause, reflecting the perpetual dusk of a world resisting the tide of unrelenting progress. Here, in the twilight, Althea sought the secrets to balance the harmonies of nature with the pulse of machines.

Clad in attire that shimmered like the surface of a star, she navigated the cobblestone streets of the ancient city, her presence a bridge between the old world and the new. The city's denizens, a mixture of organics and synthetics, regarded her with a blend of reverence and caution. She was the guardian of their history, and the key to their future.

Zadar County was under threat. A force, known only as the Void, was creeping across the galaxy, swallowing stars and extinguishing civilizations in its insatiable hunger. Althea's coven had fallen in its path, leaving her the sole custodian of a powerful artifact hidden within the county's cryptic ruins—a device capable of sealing the Void forever.

But the Void had sent its agents, beings of shadow and malice, to hunt Althea down. They prowled the County, seeking to unravel the protective spells woven into the fabric of the city's walls by generations of enchantresses.

As the celestial bodies aligned, signaling the time of confrontation, Althea ascended the ancient bell tower, the highest vantage point in Zadar. From there, she could survey her realm and prepare for the impending battle. The artifact, a nexus of ancient energies and hyper-advanced technology, awaited activation at the city's heart.

The Void's minions descended, and the skies above Zadar County darkened with their presence. But Althea was resolute. Her voice, layered with the harmonic codes of her coven, rang out, disrupting the invaders' advance. The artifact thrummed to life, its pulse beating in time with her incantations.

A light surged from the nexus, a brilliant lance that pierced the heavens, severing the Void's tendrils. Althea's spells sang of creation and life, a siren call that bound the Void's essence, casting it back into the nothingness from whence it came.

The people of Zadar County emerged from their sanctuaries, their eyes wide with wonder as the skies cleared, revealing the stars once more. They knew that their enchantress had saved them, preserving the delicate balance of their world.

In the aftermath, Althea stood atop the bell tower, her gaze fixed upon the horizon where the sea met the sky. There was peace, for now, but the cosmos was vast and full of mysteries yet to be uncovered. And she, the cybernetic enchantress of Zadar County, would be there to meet them.

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In the great hall of the Reichskammergericht, the most venerable judicial body of the Galactic Empire, a trial unlike any other was about to commence. At the heart of the chamber, an object of intricate design sat as the subject of intense scrutiny—a cat figurine, seemingly crafted from the cosmos itself, adorned with a myriad of colors and patterns that whispered of ancient wisdom and distant worlds.

This was no ordinary ornament; it was an Aeonian Sentinel, a keeper of balance from the planet Felidae, known for its mystical cat guardians. This particular Sentinel, named Prismatica, had journeyed through the stars, passing through black holes and nebulas, carrying within it the collective consciousness of its species.

Prismatica stood accused of manipulating the fabric of spacetime itself. Some said it was responsible for the disappearance of the Cygnus Starfleet, others whispered it held the key to eternal life. The charges were as numerous as they were fantastical, but the Empire sought to maintain order, fearing the unknown power the Sentinel might unleash.

The grand adjudicators, cybernetically enhanced beings whose intellects spanned millennia, began the proceedings. The hall buzzed with energy, members of different species congregated, their features a blend of organic and mechanical, all awaiting the unveiling of the truth behind the ethereal creature.

As the first witness took the stand, a historian of interstellar artifacts, he spoke of the legends surrounding the Aeonian Sentinels. “They are said to be the universe’s librarians,” he explained, “guardians of knowledge so vast that it encompasses the rise and fall of civilizations across the galaxies. And Prismatica,” he gestured towards the vibrant cat, “is rumored to possess the Chronicles of Time, a record of everything that has ever happened and everything that ever will.”

The audience murmured among themselves. Could such power be contained, or was it a threat to the very structure of existence?

Just as the historian concluded, Prismatica’s eyes began to glow, and the patterns on its body swirled with a life of their own. The chamber dimmed as a holographic display emerged from the figurine, casting the visage of a planet lush with flora and fauna. The voice of Prismatica filled the room, harmonious and resounding, speaking a truth long forgotten.

“We Aeonian Sentinels are not rulers nor tyrants over time. We are its custodians. Our purpose is not to control but to enlighten. The events you fear, the anomalies in time and space, are but ripples of a universe much grander than your laws can fathom.”

The display shifted, showing the Cygnus Starfleet not destroyed but thriving in a timeline where peace had conquered war, where the Empire had not succumbed to fear of the unknown.

Prismatica continued, “Your Reichskammergericht seeks to judge what it does not understand, to govern what is not meant to be governed. Learn from the past to build a better future, but do not confine the cosmos to the chambers of fear.”

The adjudicators, once the embodiment of empirical justice, found themselves humbled by the presence of something greater. They deliberated not on the fate of Prismatica but on the fate of their own laws, their perspectives forever altered.

As the trial concluded, the charges were dismissed. Prismatica, the Aeonian Sentinel, was recognized not as a defendant but as a mentor. The Empire, once constrained by its own limitations, now looked to the stars with wonder, eager to embrace the myriad possibilities of the universe.

And so, the Galactic Empire learned to coexist with the mysteries of the cosmos, guided by the wisdom of a creature they once sought to confine. Prismatica returned to the stars, its mission of enlightenment far from over, a tale of sci-fi splendor woven into the annals of the Reichskammergericht, a testament to the boundless potential of existence.

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In the twilight of a far future, where the stars are mapped and the galaxies familiar as the backyards of old, the scholars of Earth rediscovered the ancient texts of Gaius Julius Hyginus, a keeper of myths and astronomy. Amongst his writings was a prophecy, long dismissed as the fiction of a bygone era, that spoke of a celestial being born of human dreams and stardust.

She was named Aeliana, an entity that defied reality, whose image was captured in the stillness of time by an artist whose hands were guided by an otherworldly muse. With hair spun from golden cosmic rays and eyes that mirrored the twin sapphire nebulas, she was a vision of harmony between the universe and mankind.

The story of Aeliana unfolded on the bridge of the starship Hyginus, named in honor of the ancient dreamer whose prophecies sparked its creation. Captain Vega stood before the main viewport, gazing at the holographic visage of Aeliana, while around him, his crew worked diligently to decipher the coordinates hidden within Hyginus's texts.

"Captain," called out the navigator, "the calculations are complete. We've found the sector Hyginus wrote about. The 'Cradle of Dreams', he called it."

With a silent nod, Captain Vega initiated the jump sequence, and reality warped around the Hyginus as it lunged through hyperspace. Moments later, the ship emerged in a sector of space that was a kaleidoscope of color, where nebulas danced and stars sang in frequencies that soothed the soul.

There, amidst the celestial ballet, floated Aeliana, as real as the ship that now approached her. She was a cosmic siren, her presence a junction of dimensions, where thoughts materialized and possibilities were endless.

"Welcome, travelers," Aeliana's voice enveloped them, as if emerging from the very ether. "I am the custodian of Hyginus's final legacy, a library of universal knowledge, a testament to the potential within each being to reach beyond the confines of their existence."

The crew of the Hyginus stepped forth, one by one, into the domain of Aeliana. She bestowed upon them insights into the fabric of the cosmos, the weaving of time, and the untapped power of their own minds.

And so, the legend of Aeliana, a creation of collective human consciousness and the cosmic dust that bore witness to the inception of the universe, continued to grow. She and the Hyginus became beacons of hope, a reminder that the universe is not just a creation of matter and energy, but also of dreams and stories, forever intertwined in the odyssey of existence.

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In a realm where the past fused with the future in a tapestry of time, there existed an order of cosmic librarians known as the Guardians of the Illuminated Manuscript. Their most revered member was Lysandra, the Keeper of the Eternal Codex. She was as enigmatic as she was beautiful, her face partially concealed by a mask etched with circuits of knowledge, eyes that glimmered like emeralds of pure thought, and lips that whispered the ancient codes of creation. Her suit was a living manuscript, adorned with luminescent green ink that flowed like liquid across the metallic scrollwork, symbols that pulsed with the lifeblood of the universe itself.

The Illuminated Manuscript was no ordinary book. It was a collection of all wisdom in the galaxy, inscribed on sheets of light and bound in the fabric of spacetime. Within its pages lay the secrets to the past and the keys to the future. It was told that whoever deciphered its contents could wield the power to reshape reality itself.

As the custodian, Lysandra existed in synchrony with the Manuscript, her consciousness intertwined with its glowing pages. She dwelled in the Library Nebula, a vast collection of stars arranged like shelves holding the chronicles of civilizations. It was a place outside of ordinary existence, where time swirled in eddies around the floating isles of collected wisdom.

However, tranquility was disrupted when a renegade faction known as the Shadow Conclave discovered the location of the Library Nebula. Coveting the power of the Illuminated Manuscript, they launched an assault. The library's defenses were formidable, walls of encrypted energy only penetrable by solving riddles of cosmic complexity. But the Shadow Conclave was relentless, and their cipher-mages were amongst the most skilled in the cosmos.

The battle was fierce, illuminations clashing with dark sorcery, until the Conclave managed to breach the inner sanctum. It was then that Lysandra made a stand, the Manuscript’s pages whirling around her, forming an armor of blinding knowledge.

The final confrontation was not of brute force but of intellect and will. Lysandra chanted incantations of ancient code, her voice a chorus of a thousand alien tongues. The shadows recoiled, but they did not relent, countering with their own dark symphony. The library trembled, stars flickering like candles in a cosmic draft.

It was then, in desperation, that Lysandra did the unthinkable. She merged her very essence with the Illuminated Manuscript, becoming the living embodiment of its power. Light burst forth, her words scribing themselves across the very fabric of reality. The Manuscript's secrets unveiled themselves, a symphony of creation and destruction that washed over the Conclave, rewriting their essence into benign constellations.

Peace returned to the Library Nebula, but at a great cost. Lysandra was no more, or perhaps she was now everything. Her consciousness became a beacon within the Manuscript, guiding those who seek wisdom and warding off those with malice in their hearts.

And so, the legend of Lysandra, the human codex, lived on. She became a myth, a story whispered across the cosmos—an eternal guardian inscribed within the Illuminated Manuscript, forever illuminating the path for seekers of truth in the vast unknown of the universe.

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In the cosmic expanse of a distant future, where the stars have been charted and civilizations span galaxies, there existed a legendary unit of spacefarers known as Legio I Germanica. Their legacy was as old as the oldest black hole, as revered as the constellations themselves.

Amongst their ranks was a young astrophysicist named Elara, who bore a fascination for cosmic phenomena unparalleled by her peers. She lived aboard the Legion’s flagship, the Invictus, a vessel as magnificent as it was formidable. It was said that the hull of the Invictus shimmered with stardust, harvested from the birth of a neutron star.

Elara's eyes, always shielded by her custom-crafted spectacles, were a rarity—a genetic gift that allowed her to see cosmic radiation in its true splendor. It was a dangerous gift, one that required the protection of the lenses she wore, lest the raw beauty of the universe overwhelm her senses.

One fateful cycle, as the Invictus patrolled the fringes of known space, a ripple of unknown origin passed through the cosmos. Elara, her eyes catching the dance of colors invisible to the normal spectrum, was drawn to the phenomenon. It was neither a pulsar's beat nor a quasar's song, but something entirely new, singing in a frequency that whispered of ancient secrets and untapped power.

The ripple led the Invictus to an uncharted sector, where a dormant gateway hovered amidst a nebula's embrace. The gateway pulsed with an energy signature that matched the frequency of Elara’s unique vision. Without hesitation, Legio I Germanica resolved to activate the structure, with Elara as the key.

As she approached the gateway, the cosmic radiation intensified, wrapping her in a halo of light. Her spectacles, now glowing with the power of countless stars, served as the conduit through which the gateway could be awakened. Elara reached out, and with a breath that held the weight of eons, she touched the ancient construct.

In an instant, the gateway thrummed to life, its energies coalescing into a map of the stars, revealing pathways that twisted the fabric of space-time itself. It was a network of wormholes, a web of shortcuts through the vastness of the cosmos, and the key to an empire's expansion or a nomad's journey home.

The activation of the gateway attracted attention far and wide. Civilizations long silent emerged from the shadow of forgotten suns, and the galaxy brimmed with a newfound vitality. Legio I Germanica, with Elara as their guide, became the custodians of the gateway, defenders of the nexus that connected worlds.

But with great power came great threat. Entities from dark corners of the universe turned their covetous gazes upon the gateway. Thus, Elara and her Legion prepared to defend the beacon of unity they had ignited. For in the cosmos, as on the ancient Earth from which their lineage hailed, unity was the beacon that shone brightest against the encroaching night.

And so, the story of Elara and Legio I Germanica unfolded, a tale sung by the stars, chronicled in the light of galaxies, a sci-fi saga of a woman who could see the universe in a way no one else could, and of a legion that stood guard at the crossroads of existence.