Artnom

Tired and doing my best—Insta: @artienyx

[nexeliam]

Sacrifice for human kind

[poodpoopsie]

Some days, I think you're right. (2/3)

[poodpoopsie]

I know, some days, you wish I wasn't born. (1/3)

[narrenstrich]

“That is the kind of fear that lives inside Anakin Skywalker: the dragon of that dead star. It is an ancient, cold dead voice within his heart that whispers all things die…“

[chocolatodafirst]

I'm believing in the Hail Mary 😌

[zzekk007]

goodbye&goodluck

[astrlgray]

White guy on a suicide mission in space to save humanity I miss you so much

[saewokhrisz]

senki se menekül

[wolfythewitch]

Doodles

[crafteeauthor]

Imagine Eva Stratt years after sending her favorite guy to boss around to space. Getting the logs and recordings and finding out that her guy made first contact with sapient alien life and it IMMEDIATELY started bossing him around too. Like what if you surrendered your dog and it got adopted by an alien instantly. Happened to my girl Eva Stratt

[greykolla-art]

I just suddenly remembered this song by The Antlers, connected it with THEM, and I’ve been on the verge of tears since.❤️‍🩹

[jennicatzies]

You will be remembered as a hero

[wolfythewitch]

furthest we've ever been

[quartermastr]

I have a headcanon that the Skittles and Twizzlers on board The Hail Mary were put there per Carl's request.

Just the mental image of Carl watching Grace get transported after being sedated. A man, who prior to that moment, his most vivid memory consists of them finding world changing discoveries with plywood, duck tape, and copious amounts of sour skittles. A man who he associates with the exhilarating feeling of wonder and life. A teacher teaching, a scientist finding, a man living.

But suddenly, that's not his most vivid memory. Suddenly, what first comes to mind when he thinks of Dr. Ryland Grace is the image of him running away, of chasing him through the compound, of the look on his face when they do inevitably catch up to him. He can't hear the excited laughter of the previous memories without them eliciting the desperate pleas for life.

I wonder if he ever gets to see the videos. How would he feel if he knew that his name was the first one that Grace remembers. Foggy like the thing he misses most about earth.

Genuinely, can't stop thinking about how his name is Carl, like the fog that covers San Francisco is named Karl, and Grace misses the fog. I'm gonna be ill.

[skelerangart]

You Know Who You Are

[wyvern-witch]

𝕊𝕒𝕪 𝕙𝕖𝕝𝕝𝕠 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕠𝕔𝕖𝕒𝕟 𝕗𝕠𝕣 𝕞𝕖

[bird-prince-art]

He was a good friend...