#Lost In Space 2018

[mistrezzofmagic]

Lost in Space (2018)

@pscentral​ members' choice — event 33: underrated tv & film

[inkypersons]

That moment when you enter an fandom only to find the scantest ghost town this side of the mid west

[cheesylagoon]

I realised I have never posted Robot on here

Have this sketch I did quickly because I miss him

[probablyanalienindisguise]

Honestly wanted to see more character development of them both 🙏

[crypticnightmaress]

Fellow Lost in Space enjoyers appear

Edit: It seems the fans are finding this post :) I have a blog where I can be very unhinged about Lost in Space <3 @lost-inbetween-galaxiies

[insoucianceart]

RIP Jonah Magnus you would have loved Dr Smith from Lost in Space (2018)

Original image below the cut

From Lost in Space (2018), Season 2 Episode 1

[urjustaguyonahorse]

don and judy growing into responsibility together is so important to me. i mean for the lack of other people and better phrasing they're essentially best friends who get separated for a year. and don't get me wrong i love best friends growing into their potential together but- they see each other AFTER A YEAR mind you. and when they last saw each other, judy was a freaked out budding doctor who was confident because she had to be, and don was a known criminal with very little reliability outside of the family circle and very little say in what goes on around him. and they see each other AFTER A YEAR, and she's a poised, assertive ship captain with 97+ people under her care and a more experienced doctor, he's a head of the entire engineering crew and a dependable leader in the group with a new confidence in himself. i love that they were an underrated power duo before they got separated and they get reunited and are suddenly a POWER power duo and they did it all by themselves I love them.

[barb8tos]

uhm hi

idk how to feel about iridescent lights?? something about them feels so illegal

@cheesylagoon :P

[seaside-lovers-archive]

Learning to Trust Again

art by @/shadowmisfire | divider by @/chachachannah

Scarecrow is visited by a new friend who brings him a gift.

Word count: 1,079 words

Scarecrow lay in the darkness, curled up into the corner as tightly as he possibly could, cursing his masters for their decisions. Of all the things for us to share, the ability to feel pain is one they had to give… Every part of his body ached, his joints creaking in protest as he shifted, trying to get comfortable under the pile of cushions.

While he certainly was not going to turn down the opportunity to live once again, he certainly had not missed the physical pains that came with life. While his kind were certainly made to be healed at least once, a second time was mostly unheard of, and being brought back from the dead was thought to be impossible… until he found himself back on his home planet with a human ship several hundred feet away.

He shifted again, his neck stiff against the pillow which provided little comfort against the wooden slats. A human shelter would never have been his first choice but he was not going to reject shelter. He was wiser than that. Any shelter was better than no shelter, especially considering the weather patterns of Alpha Centauri had been rainy lately. Rain would not help his body at all.

A noise, shuffling of small feet against dirt. His sensors lit up like explosions, alerting him to a possible threat. Despite his aching body, he was up in an instant, lasers powering up, ready to fight for his newly given life.

“Scarecrow…? It’s me. I wanted to check on you.” The barn door creaked open, Kate’s silhouette bright against the dim atmosphere outside.

He forced himself to relax, powering down his lasers and tucking his upper arms back into their place. He realized his body was shivering and his joints flaring, being reminded of electricity coursing through them. You’re not in danger. You’re fine. She’s not going to hurt you. This mantra repeated in his head over and over again, trying to remind him that this was not a bad human.

He took a moment to force himself to focus on her as she gently closed the door behind her, then approached the ladder that led to his loft. “Can I come up?”

He slowly approached the ledge and peered over, staring down at the human. She stared right back up at him, blinking slowly, waiting for his permission.

He gestured for her to climb, then retreated back to his corner, listening to her footsteps and light humming.

She approached him slowly and carefully. Scarecrow assumed he scared her - he was much bigger and stronger than she was. He could easily rip her to shreds if he wanted to. And yet, despite his assumption, she didn’t seem to actually fear him in any way. Her cautiousness seemed almost… respectful, in a way.

She smiled warmly at him, eyes crinkling, and held out something - he had not noticed it tucked under her arm before.

A blanket.

“I thought you might want this,” she said, still smiling. There - that was a hint of nervousness. His first meeting with her after she had offered the barn to him was similar - that never-disappearing smile, a sign of her not knowing how to handle what she had gotten herself into. 

He craned his neck to get a better look at it - the material seemed soft, dyed a dark red with white symbols scattered across it. The human interpretation of stars, he noted. He stayed where he was, staring at the blanket, then looking up at her. What would I need a blanket for? 

Kate’s smile disappeared, her brow furrowed, and she pursed her lips. “I-I’m sorry, I figured the cushions aren’t much protection against the cold. Maybe you don’t even get cold… but something soft might still be a comfort to you.” 

He tilted his head to the side, curiosity getting the better of him, then reached forward slowly. Taking the blanket from her outstretched hand, he felt his claws gently trace along her rough soft fingers as he drew his arm back. Scarecrow held the blanket up in front of his screen, inspecting it further.

A comfort. That was a good word to use for the blanket. He had always been fond of red, and the blanket was a nice shade. While he scoffed at the crudely shaped stars, he still liked the way the white broke up the continuous red and formed a nice pattern. He finally drew the blanket up to his chest and began to knead it, enjoying the feeling of the material under his claw.

Scarecrow glanced back up after a few moments to see Kate smiling again, a much more relaxed smile than before. “I’m glad you like it.” She turned and began to walk toward the ladder, waving to him at the same time. “Let me know if you need anything else, Scarecrow. You know where to find me.” As she began her descent down the ladder, Scarecrow found himself feeling more trustful of a human than he had in a long, long time.

“Thank you,” he rumbled.

Kate paused momentarily, turning back to face him, eyebrows raised. “Well… you’re welcome.” She gave him a small smile before turning back and climbing down the ladder. He listened carefully as she exited the barn, the sound of her footsteps and quiet humming fading into the rain.

Well, she was certainly right about the blanket. He was much more relaxed than he had been in a long time. He began to knead the blanket with both of his lower arms, feeling a rumbling starting up deep in his chest as he enjoyed the texture. 

Maybe, just maybe, he thought, this source of purring isn’t just because of the blanket. An image of Kate smiling warmly at him flitted through his mind, but he quickly squashed that thought back down into the dark recesses of his memories; he certainly wasn’t ready to deal with that whole situation yet. 

He would, in time.

How that would go, he had no clue. But he knew he had her patience, and she had given him all the time in the world to build up his trust.

Soon, perhaps, we can get to know her better, he thought, settling back down into the cushions with the blanket wrapped in his arms. The pattering of rain continued as he was lulled into rest mode, thoughts of Kate’s smile warming him from the inside out.

[zolakin]

[from-thoseghosts]

My favorite aliens/robots of the space

[crispy0nion]

grabs you by the shoulders. destiny the game fans please please please watch netflix lost in space (2018). i promise you'll like it ok that's where cayde's soul went after he died ok cayde-6 walked so donald west could run and also there's robots and i know y'all robot fuckers are gonna like these ones. please. please it has found family + a disaster bio family learning to function again + space, like the whole thing takes place anywhere but on earth + a 6 feet tall robot + more robots, actually. lots of them + constant Situations™ + many nice things. pls pls pls

[storminormins]

hi there! i recently found ur page and i am in love with ur lost in space robots, do you have like a specific process/tutorial on how to draw them??? ty!

This is more of a breakdown of my observations as to how they are put together that rapidly became an excuse to draw more noodle aliens- but thanks anon!

[cheesylagoon]

Sar and AM would be friends or mortal enemies.

Randomly felt like drawing Sar and ended up with this.

[probablyanalienindisguise]

Scarecrow :]

PLEASEE CAN THE LOST IN SPACE FANDOM COME BACK 😭😭

Dude literally I was so sad because I expected Scarecrow to finally have his happy ending whenever season 3 came out because he's been through so much torture and then they DONT

[feralboo-the-weirdo]

Anyone else feel a little overwhelmed by how many fandoms just kind of consume your soul? Also laugh at how dyrastically different they are?

Like me for example, I like My Little Pony and Star Wars. Two very different genres and tones, but they both eat my soul a little. Also Netflix's Lost in Space, and Avatar the Last Airbender and it's a little funny. Like I feel like I shouldn't like all four of those shows because of how different they are but they all just hit different, and MLP was my first fandom, (well, I guess techniaclly Dinasour Train and Wild Kratts were the first--don't judge, I was smol- and both are hard to watch as an Adult) gotta respect it, and how much comfort it fills me with to watch six ponies learn about friendship. Like I'm not sure if this is just because of ADHD and hyperfixations but still.

it's weird how much mental real estate these four shows take up.

Like, does anyone else feel weird about the shows they like?

But also it's kinda nice because you can exist with other people who like that fandom and the more fandoms you like the more spaces you can exist in.

idk. My brain decided to ruminate on this for some reason, lol.