#astra: 001

[gildedsunshine]

through hardships to the stars

Star Trek Graphic Design Series [1/?]

[rviner]

@manybcdthings astra x felix - astra's apartment

Astra's apartment is small, barely more than a few cramped rooms tucked into the far end of a narrow, dimly lit street in The Wards. The place smells faintly of burnt incense and the sharp tang of spice, lingering in the air like a shadow of something sacred. The floor is cold, bare metal beneath her bare feet, and the walls are draped with a collection of mismatched tapestries. Thin fabrics she's scavenged over the years. They're faded, dyed in starburst patterns of blues and purples, their celestial designs fraying at the edges, but they offer a little warmth to the stark, industrial space.

She's perched on the edge of her bed, back pressed against the headboard, legs draped lazily over Felix's lap. Her fingertips graze his bare chest absently, tracing patterns like she's following invisible constellations across his skin. The sheets beneath them are a tangled mess, smelling faintly of sweat, smoke. Her mind feels hazy, the leftover buzz of the pill they shared dulling the sharp edges of her thoughts. The dim light, the low hum of the station, the rhythmic rise and fall of Felix's breathing, it all blends into a softness that feels distant, like she's floating somewhere just beyond it all.

"I think-" she starts, her voice lazy, words tumbling out in slow, half formed thoughts and she tilts her head to look at Felix, her eyes heavy lidded but searching his face. She's not even sure what she's looking for, but the question lingers behind her eyes. Are they both too far gone, or is there still some way out? Her hand drifts lower, tracing along his stomach, fingertips ghosting over the faint scar near his ribs. She knows every line, every mark on his skin by now. The secrets he carries with him, the darkness she's helped him bury. Sometimes, when they're like this, when the drugs make everything feel soft and distant, she almost forgets the blood.

Almost.

"I think loving you is like loving the stars." Astra smiles faintly, sinking down the sheets so she can tuck her head to his chest. "You know how the stars they always seem so far away? But they're still connected to us, even from all the way out there. They pull at us, even when we don't feel it. Gravity, fate…whatever you wanna call it." she mumbles now, content. Almost. "Because...even when I have to go, I keep getting pulled back to you. I can't help it. We're tied, I think. I don't know. Maybe we always have been, even before we met. The stars don't just drift alone, right? They're part of something bigger."

[manybcdthings]

blue river ranch

felix ranstrom and astra harland @hxckedvxid

Felix was sat at a picnic table, barely taking notice of the jubilee unfolding around him. Noelle had already made it clear where she wanted to be. No hesitation in the way her little legs carried her off to Oskar and Thea, like she instinctively knew where was better for her. Even though she knew him, knew he was her father, she still seemed to be sorting out where he fit. Every time she called him daddy, there was a pause, a fraction of hesitation before the word left her mouth, like she was trying it out. Saying it to a man instead of a photograph, instead of a voice on the phone. Felix didn't blame her. He was still trying to figure it out himself.

He didn't know what made him look up. The music, maybe. It dipped for a moment, softened into something distant and muffled. Or maybe it was the feeling of eyes on him. And then, there she was. All wild curls, slow drifting steps. Someone so out of place in this fucking town, this ranch, that Felix almost laughed. But he didn't. He just sat there, watching her, his plastic fork half way to his mouth as he sensed something like recognition before it had any right to be there. She was beautiful. The sort of beauty that felt otherworldly. A face you had to watch to really understand. Felix saw it. How the light caught her cheekbones, how her features were delicate and sharp in the same breath.

She wandered through the crowd like she could part it. That was when Felix realized, not only was he staring but, she was walking straight toward him. There was a deliberateness in the way she moved that made his gaze dart around as if he needed a second confirmation. Did she think she knew him? He glanced over his shoulder, quick, skeptical, half expecting someone behind him. Nothing. And yet, by the time he looked back, she was already closer.

A slow smirk tugged at his lips, absent but deeply amused. His eyes flicked to hers, watching as she sat opposite him as if they were long lost friends. He didn't bother taking the bite of food, he just looked at her as he lowered his fork. There was a beat of silence, because his words? Well, they were gone. They weren't even forming as he studied her, somewhere between confused, curious and amused. Felix dragged his tongue over his teeth, exhaling. Finally. Jesus Christ, had he just been holding his breath? "Are you lost?" it wasn't what he meant to say, not really, but it was the first thing that made it past whatever the fuck had just short circuited in his brain.

[hxckedvxid]

@secrettyrant astra x owen - lakeland elementary school

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"Owen..." Astra's voice lilts in a sing-songy question as she stops in the doorway, her hand lifting in a faint wave to catch his attention. "Do you remember..." she starts, her words almost drifting, "when you were talking about buckbrush? The leaves can be tea, right?" her lips curve into a soft smile, one that seems innocent enough, though there's a flicker of something brighter in her eyes. Curiosity, maybe. Or something just a little more eager.

"And the berries..." she adds, her head tilting slightly as if the thought has only just occurred to her, "they're edible too?" Astra leans into the doorframe now, her posture relaxed. There's a rhythm to her words, a careful pacing, as if she's testing the air before saying more. She wants to tell him about the robin, how its little flutter had caught her off guard and filled her chest with something she hadn't expected to feel. But she doesn't. Not yet. It isn't the right time. Instead, her gaze settles on Owen, soft and intent. "I don't think you told us where they grow?"

[dxrkenedheights]

where: lakeland elementary

with: charlie prescott and astra harland @hxckedvxid

Charlie spots Astra at the end of a dim hallway with only the faint light spilling through open classroom doors casting long, splintered shadows. Astra moves like she belongs to them, quiet and deliberate, her steps so soft it's like she's not even there. Charlie almost misses her entirely. Almost. It's the unmistakable mess of curls that stops her, making her pause mid step. For a fleeting moment, they always make her think of Teddy.

"Astie..." she calls out, her voice breaking the quiet as she adjusts her course. Charlie moves closer, her boots scuffing softly against the cold, hard floor as she heads toward Astra. "Everyone's sticking near the main doors. It's safer and warmer. What are you doing back here?"

Her tone is steady and calm but when Charlie narrows the gap between them, her gaze sweeps the darkened corner as if expecting something to step out of the shadows. "You shouldn't be back here alone." she adds, her words firm but not harsh. "Wait 'til we checked everywhere before you go exploring, at least." now Charlie grins slightly, nodding her head to get Astra moving back to the group with her.

[gloriouswhispers]

last quiet thing lia & astra: astra's apartment

lia leans against the railing, fingers curled around a cigarette, the other hand slipping into the pocket of her shorts. the street below's quiet enough. just the clatter of a bike going by, someone arguing two blocks over. astra's apartment is exactly what you'd expect. ivy wrapped iron, bottle green shutters, cushions everywhere. the kind of place where every corner's got a plant. a story. jasmine incense drifts from the living room behind her, mingling with the sound of nova's soft giggles and astra's voice reading her down to sleep.

lia takes a drag, exhales slow. her eyes don't land anywhere in particular. except somewhere in the direction of tomorrow. this strange routine she's about to fall into with astra. nothing defined. no real plan. but something in her already knows the shape of it. she figures astra does too. the shutters behind her creak open, soft steps approaching. lia doesn't look over right away. just lets a grin tug at the corner of her mouth. not mischief, not joy. something quieter. knowing.

'think it's gonna be strange?' she asks, voice low. 'seein' felix?' lia slides the cigarette tin off the railing and passes it without looking. the grin sharpens a little, teasing now and finally her eyes flick toward astra. 'think i'll know him when i see him?' her voice dips into something warmer, and she nudges astra's arm playfully. soft. light and quick. 'god, astra.' a huff escapes, and with it a curl of smoke. 'what if i fuck it all up and say somethin'? you know i ain't kept my mouth shut since...' pause. a blink. 'well, i don't think i ever kept my mouth shut.' @hxckedvxid

[resonette]

@chaosfate ↻ ♡   (  not accepting.  ) 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 . . .   dirty laundry , nickelback.

every rose has its thorns.

the woman entering the run-down galactic bar was evidence enough of that. far too pretty to be a regular and far too uptight to be a criminal, one thing was for sure: seren amphelos did not belong here. everything about her expression, the way she carried herself, the way she ordered her drink read law, and it was for that reason, and the gun on her hip, that there was an edge to the patrons here at the intergalactic tavern , of sorts. she didn't say much, though, aside from her drink order - something simple, smooth. decently strong, yet very obviously a beginner's drink. she sips it, and if she's affected by the taste, it doesn't read on her lips as she takes a cursory glance around the room. eyes, one dark, one golden, lock onto a red jacket somewhere over by a booth, and she approaches.

when seren makes her way to the booth, leaning against one of the structural beams that kept this place upright, she smiles. the red of her lipstick matches the red of his jacket, and she wonders: was there blood on his hands that was the same color as hers, or was he so good at what he did that there was no need for gunplay? she sips her drink again, unblinking, and then in a motion all too fluid to not imply she's done something like this before, she sits down in front of him. smiling.

" you are not an easy man to find, you know. " seren says, and she hums. " i'm seren. i've heard a great deal about you. "

[elysiium]

& 𝐑𝐄. continued from here / @likestvrlight

THE WARLOCK MIGHT be right . she was more powerful than the clave , could take them on . but they would try . and the trying could cause problems for all of them . logan does not want to do that to a fellow shadowhunter — even for one he does not know . and if he was being honest ? if astra was a problem , he preferred to see it for himself , hear it from her son ( if that was the case ) before dealing with it . ❛ that makes sense . there are ... things that none other than shadowhunters know . things that can only be taught by and from us . no matter how knowledgeable you are . ❜ logan is sure astra knows a great many things , but even she has her limits — and there was no one better to teach someone what to means to be a shadowhunter than a shadowhunter ( and perhaps the angels they follow ) . ❛ your daughter ? ❜ he asks , not knowing there was more to this family ( though he should not be surprised ) . ❛ well , if it makes you feel better the clave is a lot more preoccupied as of late with other matters to focus on a new shadowhunter joining our ranks . they'll hardly notice your son . if i take him in , he'll be safe . ❜

[gildedsunshine]

through hardships to the stars

Star Trek Graphic Design Series [2/?] Redraw of "Glory to the Country of Cosmonauts" by A. Shmidshtein (1964).

[rviner]

@dxrkenedheights astra x kenzie - near the carousel

Astra strolls through the fairground with a lightness in her step, eyes drifting to the rides as they come to life under the soft, early evening glow. The air is filled with the hum of machinery and the occasional laughter of workers finishing their set up, but she barely notices. Her gaze is fixed ahead on Nova, who's already dashing toward the carousel with all the excitement her tiny frame can hold.

Nova clutches her doll tight in one arm, her little legs pumping as fast as they'll go, her hair bouncing with each step. "Hi! Hi! Hi!" she chirps to anyone who’ll listen, waving at every stranger she passes with a fierce, determined friendliness. Then, suddenly, Nova's face lights up, brighter than the twinkling bulbs of the carousel. She's spotted Kenzie, and her joy bursts out in an excited squeal. Without a second thought, Nova's off again, making a beeline for the other woman, arms raised high, her doll dangling by its dress. "Kenz! Kenzieeee!"

Astra catches up, laughing softly, her own smile widening at the sight. She slows as she nears, her eyes warm and sparkling, and meets Kenzie's gaze with a grin. "What did I say, Novie? If you wish hard enough, it'll come true!" she says, reaching a hand to ruffle Nova's wild curls as the little girl bounces on her toes, waiting eagerly for Kenzie's arms. "As soon as I said we can come see all the rides getting set up, she said she wanted you to be here." Astra's voice holds a playful warmth, a touch of wonder, as if Kenzie appearing right here, right now, is another small miracle she'd somehow predicted.

[manybcdthings]

battery park

felix and astra @hxckedvxid

Coffee and a walk in the park. It was hilarious, really. The only thing Felix could even think of suggesting. So simple that he may as well have just said. Please let me see her. Please let me see you both. It felt ridiculous, the way something so small could carry so much. Astra agreed without hesitation like she had been waiting for him to ask. And now here he was, sitting beside her and Nova, and there was nothing simple about any of it.

Nova was quiet. Felix didn't expect her to be any other way, not after Grand Central. But quiet didn't mean absent. There was a spark behind her eyes, a natural curiosity that was already making him see everything with a renewed vision. His daughter. No denying it. Not with the way everything felt more real with her so close. He sat watching them, Astra and Nova, the way their chatter filled the space between them while he stayed on the edge of it all. His eyes flicked to Astra now and then, catching those freckles scattered across her nose, the ones he used to trace in his mind long after he left New Orleans.

It wasn't until Nova's voice broke through his thoughts that Felix realized he hadn't said much of anything. She was pointing toward the Statue of Liberty, her voice light and soft when she said "green lady holding a lollipop." he blinked, following her gaze to the distant view of the statue and a low chuckle slipped out. "I'll never unsee that." he murmured, leaning back slightly, his eyes still on the statue. He glanced at Astra briefly, almost instinctively before his attention dropped back to Nova. "It wasn't always green. Used to be copper." the words came out quickly and then he frowned at his constant need to...know. "Fun fact of the day." he muttered, meeting Astra's eyes again with a brief shrug of his shoulders. Luckily, he stopped himself from saying anything about it being a gift from the French, or how the gift still required tax payments.

[hxckedvxid]

@wilddwcrds astra x allie - lakeland elementary school

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Astra's fingertips drift over the faded drawings still clinging to the walls, the paper brittle under her touch. If she closes her eyes and concentrates hard enough, she can almost feel the energy of the little hands that created them. Eager, messy scribbles pushed across the page in a flurry of excitement. But it's not real. It's a memory tangled with a dream of another one. Watching her mother paint. You see how the sun reflects here, Astie?

She presses the thought away before it drifts somewhere she doesn't want to follow. Her mother's voice, once steady and certain, had grown shaky, almost afraid, long before things fell apart. That's not for now. It belongs to a different life. A life before the one before this one. One so far gone it might as well have never existed.

Her steps are light as she moves out of the classroom, her mind already floating somewhere else. She spots Allie up ahead, her presence grounding Astra just enough to pull her forward. "Buckbrush." she calls softly, hurrying to close the gap. Her hand grazes Allie's arm in a fleeting but affectionate touch. "There was a robin." Astra explains, her voice carrying a strange certainty as she grins and nods, her eyes bright. "So there might be buckbrush."

Without waiting for a response, she moves toward the main doors, her movements fluid and unhurried as if the thought itself is enough to guide her. But just before she reaches the exit, she pauses, her gaze flicking around the space. She watches for signs of anyone paying attention, her focus darting between faces. Everyone seems busy, distracted by their own tasks.

"Come on." Astra whispers, her tone almost conspiratorial as she glances back at Allie. Her smile widens just a little, and she gestures toward the door with a hint of mischief in her eyes. "We'll be fast." And with that, she slips through the doors, her steps as quiet as the robin's wings she'd glimpsed earlier.

[dxrkenedheights]

where: vaughn home equinox

with: isaac vaughn and astra @rviner

★・・・・・・★

Isaac sits alone in the dim light of the kitchen, the soft glow from his tablet casting shadows on his face as he sips his lukewarm coffee. The headlines blur into each other, just background noise to the comfortable silence of the morning. It's a quiet he's come to appreciate. But the moment is interrupted by a gentle, almost hesitant knock at the front door. Before Isaac even stands, he knows who it is. It always goes this way. After weeks of absence, Astra always manages to reappear, drifting back into their lives like a ghost he can't quite shake. He lets out a sigh, setting his coffee down, and makes his way to the door.

As it swings open, his eyes land on her. A familiar mess of dark curls, her clothes that hang loose and serene, somewhere between distressed and peaceful. He never can decide if she looks better or worse with every visit. "Hey, Astra. Thought it was getting close to being a while." he gives her a sympathetic smile, one he can't control. "Ronnie's out with the girls." Isaac then tells her, stepping aside to let her in. "But they’ll be back soon. You're welcome to wait." His glance flicks to the street, checking.

It's not that he dislikes Astra, far from it. There's pity there, but also a strange respect, a quiet acknowledgment of how hard it must have been for her to walk away, knowing Celeste would have a better life somewhere else. That took strength. But it's complicated. There's always that nagging worry, that underlying fear that she could change her mind any day and take Celeste with her. What it would do to Ronnie. Another loss, all over again.

"Here, look." Isaac says, leading her into the kitchen, picking up some small, colorful scraps of fabric scattered on the table. "They were doing some drawings before they left." he passes one over to Astra, a faint smile tugging at his lips. The fabric is painted with little blobs of color, some smudged lines that vaguely resemble people. One figure with a wild tangle of hair looks just like Astra, or as much as a three-year-old could manage. "Want a drink?" Isaac offers, knowing she’s likely running on fumes. "Hungry? We always got leftovers." he knows she probably hasn't had a proper meal since the last time they saw each other.

[manybcdthings]

Gabriel didn't miss the way her whole mood shifted in an instant. Her stare could cut through steel, but he held his ground, watching her closely. This wasn't his first time dealing with someone on edge, and it sure wouldn't be the last. He had thicker skin than to bite, especially as it became increasingly obvious she was pissed at the situation. Not him. "Alright, fine. You're discreet." he shrugged, a subtle grin over his lips as he agreed. "My mistake."

Gabriel let out a slow breath, shaking his head slightly. It was clear neither of them wanted to admit how deep this ran, but it was clear he was going to have to be the reasonable one. Something that seemed to follow him. "I was told you could help me with something, that's why I'm here. And 'cause we're both sick of this Zaid." he waved a hand, as if the emerging smuggler could be anyone around them. The irony was that he could have been.

"I can help you but depends what kinda help you're looking for. What did Fen say?" knowing the crazy bombhead, Fennick made wild promises that Gabriel could burst into Zaid's bedroom while the smuggler was tucked up asleep and slice his throat. "My thing is intel, yours is..." he waved a hand at her. "...discreet. That's what I got told. You'll do something for me, I'll hand you over some intel."

somewhere between her frustrated mutterings, indie hears his words and she stops. instantly. like a flip was switched. she stares at him, gaze narrowing as he speaks. but she's not entirely listening, indie has honed in on one thing and one thing only and after the old man is done with his speech, she scoffs. offended. 'i can be discreet. what the fuck? how the fuck would i be where i am if i wasn't discreet, asshole.' she bites but there's no anger to her words, but there is annoyance. in fact, it seems as if everything is getting to her. indie's on edge, like she's ready to bolt at the drop of a hat.

the smuggler is quiet again, mirroring gabe's stance and crossing her arms, studying him with an exaggerated flick of her gaze. 'if you want him outta the picture so bad, why the fuck do you even need me for, huh?' but she doesn't wait for an answer. 'i know. because you're old, and can't fucking handle it by yourself. well the thing is, grandpa, i can't fucking handle it by myself either. whole point of this shit was to get someone who could help me handle it.'

[astrazero]

Cover art for a little EP I made of Very Campy Slutty Horror themed music. ( Drafts & Demo_s. Vol.001 : VULGAR )

I’m just making little EP Collections of Demos and song Drafts and putting them out, and maybe down the road I can see which songs are doing ok or have any interest and then commit to recording & producing them professionally , lol

And since everyone is making ugly album covers for professional music right now, I figured I would make a professional album cover for my unprofessional random song drafts, haha

This first collection ( Vulgar ) is some of my more campy, slutty silly , over the top songs, with a few serious moments sprinkled in there .

Most of these were never created to be a full body of work, more just like a collection of songs with somewhat similar themes.

https://music.astrazero.com/Demos-Vulgar

[cardiolog1st]

verses

　　　　　　　　❅ - CANONICAL - ❅

001.  cardiologist

during his thesis study under dr. noah ,  he proceeds to research applications of protocore energy in interventional cardiology proceedures,  for the publication of his thesis.  during the experiment,  there appeared to be black crystals growing out of the pig heart specimen.  in order to prevent this discovery from falling into the wrong hands,  he deletes the sum of his research .

due to a spike of wanderer activity ,  he was conscripted as a field medic to oversee the soldiers fighting at mount eternal.  as the number of able soldiers dwindled,  he had no choice but to fight on the front lines  &  bloody his hands .   after dealing with the wanderer crisis,  his friend william transferred into a wanderer before his very eyes.  left with no choice,  he took his friend’s life. 

now a renowned cardiac surgeon working at akso hospital in downtown linkon .  lauded for his diligence  &  competence in the field of heart surgery ;  well-known for the various accolades  &  awards he’s earned at the frontier of cardiovascular research.  due to several instances of media exposure,  he’s become a beloved figure at akso hospital despite being a tad unapproachable.

002.  foreseer

a divine emissary known as ’ the foreseer ’ ,  handpicked to pass down the word of the lord astra .  located in the coldest region of philos ,  the foreseer resides in the tower of thorns for time immemorial ,  receiving envoys sent by the royal family every century to pass down prophesy .

003.  master of fate

a religious hermit;  a man of faith living in the woods,  maintaining solitary life as part of his spiritual path.  wholly invested in the study of scripture underneath the sacred tree in the company of bai ze,  yet the master is starkly aware of a dark prophecy :  of a mysterious variable that shall bring disaster to the planet  &  signal the end of the world . 

004.  ever scientist

following the events of verses  004  &  005 ,  the disastrous events at mt. eternal leave zayne heavily traumatized  &  disillusioned.  he feels like he can’t merely go on to pursue his career ,  as if nothing had happened.  coincidentally ,  he’s approached by the ever group to continue his thesis work on the effects of protocore energy on the heart .  while he believes that he’s working for a greater cause,  his work is used to further the efforts of ever for uncover the aether core  &  harness the power for ill-means.

005.  dawnbreaker

in a world overrun by wanderers,  he takes on the daunting task of ridding the world of the rot,  taking care of and bringing souls to rest one by one.  in the back of his mind,  there are dreams of another life,  one where the world is whole again  &  the presence of a mysterious woman by his side …

006.  praedator 

originally an underground doctor operating a humble day-time veterinary clinic named akso clinic in the southern district.  5 years later,  he’s a feared prison warden,  managing one of linkon’s most high-security praedator’s prisons,  while hiding the fact that he’s a praedator himself.  under the codename galen,  he exacts vigilante justice against the corrupt members of the council  &  linkon city bureau investigation ( lcbi )  in the shadows . 

　　　　　

　　　　　　　　❅ - ALTERNATE - ❅

001.  xianxia

an imperial physician to the reigning emperor.  due to his impeccable skill  &  accuracy in healing,  acupuncture therapy  &  pulse taking,  rumor has it that he is gifted with wisdom  &  clairvoyance by virtue of the favour of gods.  due to his core ,  he also has the ability to wield ice powers;  though the weak nature of his dan tian renders him prone to losing control over his abilities  &  for his power to turn inward.

002.  demigod

a modern descendant of the gods of the north wind :  boreas ,  then chione ;  &  then the son of chione  &  poseidion ,  eumolpus ,  who later became the king of thrace .   due to the recieving the favour of astra,  his innate powers were reawoken,  &  he was gifted the power of cryokinesis.

003.  firefly

a scientist working for the fireflies before they disbanded.  while there was some initial breakthroughs in creating a vaccine,  given the turf war  &  the incident that occured at salt lake city,  he saw no option but to take his research  &  go on the run.  while he’s living a solitary life,  away from the attention of humans  &  the infected alike,  he’s biding his time for a chance to start working on a vaccine again.

004.  victorian

heir to baroness genevieve hastings & physician li. the baroness' territory was poor & barren before she managed to marry & come into new money wealth. since most of their clientele are old money, zayne has no choice but to attend various dinner parties and events to rub shoulders with old money.

005.  coroner

in the midst of pursuing a medical degree, zayne is inspired by the local news & the string of murders occuring. he ends up pursuing a second degree in forensics & becomes a coroner. he has stellar results & ends up consulting for the fbi within his first year of qualifying as a coroner.