#hubble draws

[hubbleablubble]

"...Where is my heart?"

[flamingtoads]

A disastrous double date perhaps?

[hubblespacemission]

my magnum opus

(Based on This Post and @avephelis 's drawing TeeHee :3)

[mostly-aquatic-velvet]

slightly late, but happy halloween!!

tried lineless again, forgot what a hassle it is!! the results are so worth it tho

nine's desing is inspired by this lovely post, go show them some love it's absolutely adorable

bonus doodle & sketch cuz it looked pretty okay under the cut

look at them!! they're so silly

[hydr0phius-art]

"Do you see how the shadows writhe?"

"...oh."

Me: Don't post it, you might not even use the scene in the final draft for the fic.

Also me: Have a teaser for the eldritch horror flavoured tww17 fic I'm working on.

[millilps-art]

like constellations, a million years away ✨

this ship is so random but they're so perfect for each other

[strawberrus0da]

Happy Birthday Hubble! (he’s a little shy abt it but that’s okay)

[miibrawlerfeet]

quick daily drawings (day 4 - i think???)

don't stare at him like that, you're making him nervous

[mineral-vulture]

Attack for Heisenberg-Chan featuring Hubble!

[hubbleablubble]

✨Vhaeraun✨

[bee-sapphic]

Patchwork Girl 🧵🪡

[hubblespacemission]

this was uh. just supposed to be a sketch

[arlesposting]

hubble MENTIONED 🩵‼️

new month new hyperfix and it's space probes this time. feeling slightly insane.

no better way to deal with a brainrotting interest than to make human desings of non-human chatacters! and don't get me wrong, i love the androids and objectheads and just straight up satellites, but please understand I'm too insane about them currently to be drawing machinery

(i will get to it soon tho i already have like 2 pinterest boards for android desings)

[space-pics]

A Cosmic Draw by NASA Hubble

[spacevoyagerx]

Spirograph Nebula

The Spirograph Nebula, also known as NGC 6914, is a region of star formation located in the constellation Cygnus.

It is notable for its intricate and colorful patterns that resemble the designs created by a spirograph, a geometric drawing toy.

NGC 6914 is of particular interest to astronomers because it provides insights into the processes of star formation and the evolution of galaxies.

Credits: NASA and the Hubble Heritage Team (STScI/AURA) Acknowledgment: Raghvendra Sahai (JPL) and Arsen R. Hajian (USNO)

[jasmines-library]

Hii my bday is at 18th and i’m spending it alone so i thought of requesting a winchester sister where they just celebrate her birthday softly hahah

A Winchester Surprise

Hello lovely! Happy Birthday! Thank you so much for requesting, it means a lot to hear that people are enjoying my work. I'm sorry to hear that you have to celebrate your special day alone, but I'm hoping that the Winchesters will help cheer you up a little :)

Summary: After years of your birthday being forgotten or consumed by a hunt, your brothers make sure that this one is extra special.

Warnings: None!

Word Count: around 1.6k

⛤ MAIN MASTERLIST ⛤

When you awoke the bunker was silent. Your bare feet padded down the hallway as you made your way towards the kitchen. To your disappointment, Dean wasn't hovering over the cooker, nursing a tray of bacon. He wasn't in the library either. Furrowing your brow, you ventured back down the halls, settling outside of his room. You knocked, bouncing on your heels as you waited for his gruff answer, but you were only met with silence. So, you pushed the door open.

Dean's room was dark, but when you reached blindly for the switch, his bed was empty and unmade. Sighing, you turned up the hall to try your other brother. Similarly there was no sign Sam, though his sheets were neatly tucked into his bed. You figured he must have been on a run, until your phone buzzed and his number flashed up on the screen. Your heart sank when you read the message.

Sam: A hunt came up last minute, didn't want to wake you. It's not far. We should be back in a few hours, if not there's food in the fridge.

You sighed, shutting your phone off and slipping it back into your pocket. They had forgotten. Again.

For years, your birthday had often slipped their minds. When John was still alive, your special day hardly ever crossed his train of thought. When you were too young to hunt, your birthday was often spent with your brothers, locked away in some shitty motel room in the middle of who knows where. Dean was the one who made an effort to get you something. A few times he had even resorted to stealing, though that never really ended well, but the gesture always brought a grin to your face. Sammy always tried hard too, he would draw you pictures of give you one of his precious items that he had stashed away. But as they three of you got older and your brothers began to hunt, you were often left alone.

You wanted to be mad at your brothers for forgetting your birthday, you really did, but with everything that was going on in your lives you supposed it was something that was understandable. Besides, it was too hard to be mad at them when they tried so hard to balance everything.

Slightly disheartened, but trying to to let it ruin your day, you busied yourself with various jobs around the bunker. But as time ticked by and there was still no sign of your brothers, you picked up a book and slunk back into your room, curling up on your bed to read it.

It wasn’t long after you had settled down to read your book that a loud commotion broke through the silence of your room, occasionally broken but the sound of your pages turning. Intrigued, you slid out of bed and into the rest of the bunker.

It was oddly dark in the main entrance to the bunker, which was weird because you didn’t remember turning off the light. It was even stranger because if your brothers were home, they would need the light to see.

“Hello?” You called out into the silence. There was a hubble of whispering and shuffling coming from the library before it fell silent again. “Sam? Dean?”

As you made your way into the library, you reached blindly for the light switch. It flickered on, illuminating the room. When your turned around, your heart swelled.

In front of you stood your two brothers, spaced either side of the closest table, each wearing a party hat that looked far too uncomfortable on their heads. They had decorated the table with a selection of balloons in your favourite colour. In front of them lay a pile of badly wrapped gifts. Some of which were just paper bags from the gas station folded over and taped together with your name or some sort of drawing scrawled along the top.

What really caught you eye, and allowed a long smile to appear on your face, was the pie placed precariously in the centre of the table. Someone had suck a couple of candles in the middle of it.

“I- I thought you forgot.” You told them.

“How could we forget, sweetheart. It’s our little sisters special day.” Dean said, moving around the table to wrap you up in one of his bearhugs.

“You did all this for me?”

“Of course we did, kiddo.”

You grinned, engulfed in your brothers’ arms.

“There was no hunt, was there?”

Sam shook his head, which only made your heart swell more. They had taken time out of their day to do this for you.

“I know it’s not much, but we didn’t really know what to get you.” Dean told you. “And we couldn’t find a cake we thought you would like so we got you your favourite pie instead. But if you want us to go and get you something else then we can-“

“It’s perfect.” You beamed, cutting off his rambling.

“Dean was planning on cooking you up something to eat tonight. We thought it would be nice to also watch a movie or something together. We’ve got all the snacks you could ever need.”

“I would love that.”

~~~

The rest of the evening was full of laughter. Dean had attempted to cook your mothers famous casserole, but he wasn’t very successful. He ended up spilling half of the contents before burning the rest in the oven, so the three of you ordered your choice of take out. You then retracted to your room and piled up on the bed to watch a movie. You were squashed between the two boys, who took up most of the bed. Especially Sam. It reminded you of when you were small. And it brought a soft smile to your face.

“Thank you.” You told your brothers as the first film rolled to a close.

“For what?” Dean queried, shifting on the bed to face you.

You gestured around the room. “For this.”

“Oh y/n, it’s nothing really kiddo-“ Sam started.

“And for always being there. I don’t know what I’d do without you two.”

Sam looked at you in awe, before using the arm he had wrapped around your shoulder to squeeze you closer to him. “We’re so proud of you, Y/N. So proud.”

You smiled at Sam who returned the gesture without hesitation. Dean watched the two of you closely. He had had never been so proud of two people, ever.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart.” Dean told you. “We love you so much.”

Note: I hope this was satisfactory! And I hope that you have a great birthday. Lots of love :)