#space inspired

[halhys]

Cosmos adjacent D8!

[sleeepydraws]

A DTIYS for Selenada.art on insta

[witchfaeflora]

GLOW in the dark Hairclips

Glow in the dark hairclips~ inspired by space and fae!

[landsccape]

[nasa]

Nora AlMatrooshi

Nora AlMatrooshi, the first Emirati woman astronaut, worked as a piping engineer before becoming an astronaut candidate for the United Arab Emirates. https://mbrsc.ae/team/nora/

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[jotunkhiicha]

To be alone, adrift in the stars, the idea is both jarring and breathtaking.

The Elvitania Paradox.

We are back here, you and I.

Where are you?

Closing her eyes, Elvitania doesn’t respond.

She inhales deeply and extends her arms out as she stands upon the highest diving board upon her ship, with the stars beyond her vision to act as her inspiration as these new-found delights come upon her life and giver her cavities, reminding her of what she no longer has. She feels the familiar chills creep up her spine and plunge into her amygdala like daggers into her body, they sear the familiar dread into her nervous system and then, mysteriously, manifest as little wisps around her as she embraces that fear—as she runs towards it.

It wraps around her like a lovers embrace, but she has no lover aside from dead stars.

She turns around, she turns her back on the water and looks at the entry way slightly ajar.

“Who’s there?”

Her eyes find no one, yet her body feels the presence of something familiar in her silent ship, save from the steady thrum of the engine that powers her voyage through the stars.

It reminds her of a nightmare she had as a child; one she could scarcely call as such because she was not asleep when she saw it—when she saw the amalgamation of the All-Mother’s dying dreams. It lacked form, it lacked a solid presence in this world and simply vibrated along the seams of comprehension. It danced along the edges of her vision, prattling about as a devilish imp would. It had elongated limbs that stretched beyond infinity like the webbing of a spider, distant yet always, somehow, tethered to the source. It wasn’t human but it wasn’t an animal either; it was caught somewhere in between, like a failed evolutionary experiment.

It existed in the penumbra of the world, just barely there, left hanging in some hypnogogic purgatory, and the edges of it hazy as it had approached her.

It tore through her mother, her father and her brothers before it settled its talons, if its elongated pointed tips could be considered as such, at her feet. It looked beyond her—through her—as if gazing at a distant memory or a forgotten time.

It peered into her own shadow but seemed dissatisfied with what it saw and she only saw blood, guts and the stray edges of a nightmare.

She hates this memory of death, yet it seems like a constant shadow, a partner she must always dance with whenever she takes the stage. It reminds her of what her entire life is marked by; the deaths of others. Even her ship stands as a stalwart reminder of it as the only reason her ship is empty is because she, alone, has killed every last crew member onboard to keep herself alive.

She fears, as her ship drifts closer to an Apostate Fissure, that she is was amalgamation all those years back that tore through her childhood home. She has such karma that the world has seen fit to turn her into a monster that cleaves the sun from its cradle in the sky, and this entity is the moon that has come to eclipse the sun of her future and cast darkness upon the present.

She has been warned about the nature of her ability to bend time, to retract the hands of Chronos and pull his thread into her needle so she could embroider a future she preferred. Although, if this were a problem, why had the Goddess gifted her this ship and hundreds of crew members?

Was it a sacrifice?

Elvitania laughs to herself as she steps back and sees the amalgamation jittering forwards through the door, twisted edges vibrating to the ancient tune in her gramophone.

“So, it’s true what they say.” She hums to herself, at ease even though her penumbra has revealed itself to her, finally catching up to her, “You’re the me that wanted to stop me before it was too late—to do one thing right—but you couldn’t even get that right, could you?”

She welcomes its presence as it seems to inch closer and closer to her, the edges of it elongating as it attempts to ensnare her, entrap her—consume her. Its appetite for her flesh made it predictable and, as she steps back, her foot passing the edge on the diving board, Elvitania holds her arms out as she laughs at hers rapture.

“Feast!”

[juliaxyn]

surviving on caffeine and novels. ...

[skritzzy]

I feel like any aliens that were prey at some point in evolution would have an odd fear of humans. Mostly cause they look like predators, act a bit like predators, and ARE predators. One perfect example is when we're focused on something like a mosquito that's been bugging us for a long time and we are just done.

Alien: "What. What..?"

Human: *HUNTING down a mosquito it saw*

Alien: ".... yeah I am really uncomfortable...."

Human: *quiet footsteps, pupils dialated, intense focus,*

Alien: *WAR FLASHBACKS*

Human: "Found you." *absolutely desimates the mosquito, squashing it into a million pieces as it's guts and various body parts liquidize into blood of the bloodthirsty, now stained on the palm of the human. A living being now reduced to a useless corpse as the human wipes the remains on their pants*

Alien: "I feel like I've just gained trauma."

[ink-the-artist]

Bon Voyage

[moodyacademic]

a hidden bookshelf door would heal me

[halhys]

Space Dust 🪩

Here is the set I made for my friend! =D So excited for her to recieve it!! ( Good thing she doesn't follow me here!)

Ugh been a while since I posted! I have been trying to prioritize polishing the dice but it takes time and my social life took a bit more space than usual so I have been slow on the posts!

[beautiful-and-amazing]

[mindfulstudyquest]

it gets easier. everyday, it gets a little easier, but you gotta do it everyday. that's the hard part. but i promise it gets easier.

[landsccape]

[nasa]

Our newest class of astronaut candidates graduated on March 5, 2024. This means they’re now eligible for spaceflight assignments to the International Space Station, the Moon, and beyond! In the next twelve posts, we’ll introduce these new astronauts.

Do you want to be a NASA astronaut? Applications are now open.

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