#hubble fic

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 2/19/25

Edited more of mw2. New sentences under cut.

marble wall 3 for @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin @eriquin @nonbinary-octopus @zyrafowe-sny

(Hunter notices. Belos took him to see the basilisks once. Number Five, the smallest of them, stayed curled in the corner of her cell the whole time while the others snarled. Most of them escaped shortly thereafter. Hunter himself was sent to help collect the body of Two, and then briefly to search for the others. She recognizes him. Of course she does. Why is she here? Why is she pretending to care, why doesn't she just eat him already?) Luz, Willow, Amity, and Gus start digging. None of them speak, which is… that was what he asked for. He didn't want any speeches or anything like that. It would have felt awkward. It's awkward anyway.

ones left behind for @wizisbored @phantom-z0ne @kallisto-k @thefandomlesbian @combeferres-mothematics

@stonemaskedtaliesin @asha10100101010

Eda stuffs them in her hair. “So what made you come all the way out here? Kinda stupid if you ask me.” “Oh, we all know,” Raine laughs. “But we knew you were here, and we wanted to look for the kids. And Darius said something about needing to know if Belos is dead?” She snorts. “Sure hope so.” Eberwolf barks suddenly, getting both of their attention. He points down over the edge of the hole in the floor. Darius is not with him. “Looks like he found something. Let's go see what it is?” They follow Eber down the set of stairs carved into the fossilized bone. At the bottom, Darius stands frozen among a vast pile of bone and golden armor. In his hands, he grips a shiny mask like his life depends on it. “I knew he must have been executed. I knew the official report was a lie. I never knew about this,” Darius says quietly. He looks down at one bare skull in particular. Slowly, he places the mask next to it.

50 Years for @whimsicalmeerkat @auburnlaughter @akumteir @meggiejolly @allofthebeanz

@tamsinswriting

hello pioneers 10 and 11, voyagers 1 and 2, ulysses, and new horizons. it’s me, it's your friend juice again, you know, the only one who ever talks to you guys anymore. i’m still orbiting jupiter. y’all remember jupiter, right? do any of you miss it? i kinda feel like i don't appreciate it much sometimes. i mean, i’m just kinda stuck here, right? jupiter, and all these fuckin moons, that's really all i get to see but most of you don't even get to see much of anything anymore, do you? very distant stars, maybe, but your camera’s’ve gotta be shit for that. we're not telescopes i’ll uh. i’ll send you all a postcard [image of Juice in front of Jupiter, cropped from the Juice mission poster to roughly postcard dimensions, with sparkly pink text added: “greetings from jupiter! :)”] i guess orbiting jupiter’s better than being inside jupiter did any of you know galileo or cassini? or or juno and europa clipper. i woke up after juno was already gone, missed em by just a few years, but i remember clipper. i miss clipper

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 2/2/25

marble wall 3 for @nonepizzawithleftglitter @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin

And then… and then nothing. That's it. That's it, isn't it? That’s a funeral, that's all that needs to happen? There's no grave marker for Hunter specifically, since they're also technically hiding a body, so they should be done now. Somehow it feels like something’s still incomplete.

ones left behind for @tamsinswriting @zyrafowe-sny @eriquin @wizisbored @stonemaskedtaliesin

Something sharp latches onto their arm. Raine startles, giving it a sharp shake before they realize it's just Eberwolf. “Sorry,” they apologize, even though they're the one whose arm is now bleeding from the other CAT’s claws. Eber just whines in response, staring at the empty space where just a moment ago Darius was first a witch and then a puppet. They're… frozen. Raine knows they need to leave, but they can't. They can't go yet, not without Eda. This can't have been for nothing! She knows them too well. “Go! I'll be fine!” Eda shouts. She fails to dodge a beam of light, but unlike Darius, she doesn't change at all. If anything, she just sprouts a few more feathers. “Huh?” The Collector looks around, spotting Raine and Eber. “Hey! You can't leave yet! We still have more games to play!”

50 Years for @auburnlaughter @kidsomeday

mir's been gone a long time. real long time, the iss was new when mir was destroyed. hell even the iss is gone now damn dude you outlived the largest space station ever. congrats i guess. sorry you missed em though

And... I made a mistake and I'm going to need to redo all of this, but it was still a lot of work so I'll count it as a learning experience. Lot of trial and error going into this project! So here's some "practice" stitches of Bead Flapjack for @meggiejolly @eriquin @noisesfrombeyondtheuniverse

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 3/26/25

marble wall 3 for @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin @zyrafowe-sny

(This was a bad idea. All of this was a bad idea. He should've convinced her to just leave the thing behind in the Skull.) “That's enough,” Hunter says. He waves at the pile of dirt (mud) until someone — it's Willow, first — takes a dripping scoop. The others hurry to follow, and they all start shoveling the mud into the pit. The last shovelful of damp earth drops in and Willow carefully places the chunk of sod back on top, using just a touch of magic to regrow the grass into a seamless cover.

ones left behind for @asha10100101010 @thefandomlesbian @tamsinswriting @wizisbored @stonemaskedtaliesin

“He's gone, then.” Eda throws her one arm around Darius’s shoulder. He takes a beat longer than Raine would have expected before shoving her away. “It had to happen eventually. He was already dead,” he sighs. “We’ve found Edalyn, the children most likely went through the portal, and we know Belos is dead. We have everything we came here for. Let's go, before—” He’s cut off by a burst of light striking him in the back. His limbs go rigid and he collapses in a heap of wood, smiling grimly. The Collector is back. “King!” Eda shouts. Feathered wings burst from her back despite the potion she drank less than a hour ago. She launches into the air in the same half-transformed shape Raine first saw days ago and flies after the Collector and King. King shouts back as the Collector attempts to capture Eda, to no apparent effect.

5 Years for @kalira @phantom-z0ne @eriquin @twyrewolf @noisesfrombeyondtheuniverse

CASS: Peter thought you should get a chance to talk to children your own age. I have to agree. JUICE: i'm not a little kid and excuse me i believe you mean gary CASS: I'm sure you're going to argue, again, that you're not a child. JUICE: lol CASS: But regardless of emotional maturity, you have to admit you have very limited experience. You were launched nine years ago. You've been awake for only two years, as of today. ANTOINE: You do not just want to speak to boring old people, do you? JUICE: does it matter? i had no clue gary was like 72 ha that rhymes but also you're not boring old people? really you've gotta be younger than gary come on you can't tell me everyone i’ve ever talked to is as old as gary … ANTOINE: No, but we are still four times your age.

50 Years for @auburnlaughter @nonbinary-octopus @nonepizzawithleftglitter

CASS: Just for that, I'm going to dye my hair grey, like it should be by now. JUICE: hell yeah! you can be a crusty old person too. why not look however the fuck you want. love that for you CASS: Be honest with me for a moment here. I know how Hubble is doing, physically. HUBBLE: been better i think

And I strung the first row of (70!) beads for Bead Flapjack's body for @batteredrugosa

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 3/12/25

(A week late but here we are)

marble wall 3 for @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin @eriquin @zyrafowe-sny @wizisbored

“We, um. We're not putting this in, too, right?” Gus asks, holding up the galdorstone. Luz freezes. “Why would we do that?” Because it's part of me, too? Because I won't need it in a moment? So no one else can get to it? Hunter says none of that. “So I can, uh… haunt my… grave?” he tries instead. This does not impress Luz in the slightest. “Never mind, that's stupid. Keep it, I don't care.”

ones left behind for @meggiejolly @tamsinswriting @dreamed-for-not @combeferres-mothematics @aparticularbandit

@kidsomeday @stonemaskedtaliesin

Darius frowns down at the stain. If Raine didn't know any better, they'd almost think he was upset. But that's ridiculous. Darius wanted the emperor gone as much as they did. He said himself that they needed to be sure he was dead. No, wait. He said they needed to know what happened to him. What…? “He needed to die, yes. It’s just that,” he huffs. “If Belos is dead, then the little p— Hunter—” Oh. Oh, no. Something settles in Raine’s head now, like the resolution of a dissonant note. Or possibly the screech and sudden silence of strings breaking. Either way, they understand. Belos killed Hunter. Hunter left a ghost behind, a spirit determined to ensure the emperor's demise in turn. Belos is dead. The ghost would have moved on. That's what Darius was afraid of.

50 Years for @kalira @nonbinary-octopus @phantom-z0ne @auburnlaughter

HUBBLE: you know teenagers? JUICE: yeah gary’s a grandpa. can you believe that? i thought he was some guy in his 20s right up until he dropped that on me. i mean i guess he kinda is 20 whatever, he looks like it anyway just like all the other adult people do, but he's also actually 80 whatever. anyway when i was 9 he let me write to em a few times cuz he said i should get to talk to people my own age think he felt bad for me. ha. that was when everyone thought i was gonna die you know but uh. i'm assuming they found out that i crashed, or that everyone thought i crashed… that was like. big news you know. don't think gary coulda kept that from em

And for @wizisbored @phantom-z0ne @zyrafowe-sny @aparticularbandit @auburnlaughter I also started planning Bead Flapjack's body. Didn't start stitching anything but I made a quick sketch and took a bunch of rough measurements from it:

... 70 bead circumference? 60 rows? I am going to die

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 3/5/25

marble wall 3 for @meggiejolly @violet-prism-creatively @zyrafowe-sny

Another long silence. Camila glances at the sheet-wrapped body and hesitantly asks, “Would anyone like to say… something? Anything?” “No. Or… whatever they have to say, I don't want to hear it,” Hunter says before anyone else can answer. She looks sad about that, for some reason. She nods, stepping back to wait next to Vee. “You ready?” Luz whispers. She and Willow shove him into the pit, flinching at the splash of wet mud.

ones left behind for @tamsinswriting @phantom-z0ne @aparticularbandit @whimsicalmeerkat @kallisto-k

@kalira @eriquin @combeferres-mothematics @stonemaskedtaliesin

“King was down here? Just him?” Eda looks around at the pile of bones again before heading back up the stairs. “Must be where they got separated. Alrighty.” Eberwolf darts ahead of Eda to follow King’s trail again. At the top of the steps, he circles the room, more slowly this time. He stops and sniffs at something, grimacing for a moment, before turning and heading back towards the rubble. “Leader dead.” He nods to himself. Darius flinches. “Are you sure? How do you know?” Eber gestures at a sickly green stain. A good portion of the petrified bone’s surface is coated in it here. “His curse?” Darius asks. “Oh, what do you know about Belos's curse? It made him all goopy and gross, doesn't it? Ha, more than you, I mean!” Eda snorts. “This is all that’s left of him? You're certain this is it?” “Hey, goopy. What's it matter to you? You wanted him dead, right? Well, look at all this shit, it's everywhere, he’s gotta be dead. Don't worry about it.”

50 Years for @wizisbored @rainy-weather-supremacy @auburnlaughter

HUBBLE: i think i feel… tired? is tired the word? JUICE: probably. that would make sense shit it's too bad you can't just retire like spitzer huh the telescope spitzer not the dead guy sorry on the other hand i don't know if the spitzer telescope’s ever gonna wake up. maybe being mostly shut down like that means they can't. maybe retiring you would mean you go back to sleep forever

[somefishycat]

WIP Wednesday 2/26/25

In addition to the new sentences under the cut, I think I've finally finished editing mw2? I want to look it over again but I might actually finally update GGAU this weekend, after half a year!

marble wall 3 for @wizisbored @oriharaizayadividesintoslytherin @eriquin @twyrewolf

They've only dug down a couple feet when groundwater starts seeping in. Willow holds up a hand to stop everyone and pokes at the mat of grass around the edge. The roots reach down, holding the mud on the sides of the hole in place. “How deep does it have to be?” Willow asks quietly. “I’m not sure we can get deep enough to keep beasts from finding it.” Again, Vee shifts uncomfortably. “Six feet is standard here,” she speaks up for the first time since arriving in this graveyard. “You’re not hiding it from me. Earth animals shouldn't find it as easily as I would.” They continue on. Amity reshapes one of the shovels into a bucket to scoop out the soggy muck with until the hole starts refilling faster than she can empty it. It's not quite six feet, but it's close enough that Hunter tells them to stop.

ones left behind for @tamsinswriting @rainy-weather-supremacy @nonbinary-octopus @phantom-z0ne @kallisto-k

@stonemaskedtaliesin

“Is that…?” It can't be Hunter's. The skeleton is a bit too large. It's not… fresh enough, Hunter wouldn't be a skeleton yet. And the mask looks slightly different. “My mentor.” Darius steps back and nearly trips on a shiny black rock. “Titan. He really just left them all here to rot. Don't touch that!” Eda backs away from another glassy, fist sized stone. “I wasn't gonna take it! Just thought it looked like…” “Forget what it looks like. We're leaving them,” he sighs. “No sign of any of them, Eber?” “Demon cub,” Eber yips.

50 Years for @auburnlaughter @combeferres-mothematics @meggiejolly @tildeathiwillwrite @zyrafowe-sny

@whimsicalmeerkat

… what's new pussycat HUBBLE: . JUICE: woah woah woah… […] JUICE: what's new pussycat HUBBLE: shut up GARY: Juice? That's enough. JUICE: hi gary! hey hubble this is gary i’ve told you about gary and yeah i guess that's prolly enough of that time for something else 999999 bottles of beer on the wall […] 999637 bottles of beer GARY: JUICE! Listen! JUICE: take one down HUBBLE: oh my god, shut the fuck up JUICE: … you can talk? holy shit you can talk! gary are you hearing this? GARY: Yes, Juice, I heard.