This is Ophelia. She is a Cosmic Doe who frolics among the stars. Her name means “helper” and she guides lost sailors home by running across the sky towards land.
I honestly don’t know why I had this idea for her but I love my sparkly deer lol I hope you like her too ^^ She isn’t apart of any fandom, I just wanted to draw her ^^ Her stars are random so they are very likely to change places if I draw her more.
bored, so I’m writing little things to pass the time
sessklok requested:
Honor
Fortis-Voluit was not someone one would call ‘honorable.’ He was a demon, a criminal, a killer, and anything else someone deemed fitting of someone like him. Up until his imprisonment, he did what he wanted as a soldier, for who was anyone to stop him? He had no moral code, no sense of honor.
Then he was freed, and he met the kid.
As time went on, he found himself following a code of conduct, all based on things Felicity had told him.
It was mostly the basic stuff; don’t attack people like the sick and elderly, women and children, mostly just people who deserved it; if someone wins fair and square, you oughta let them go; all that shit.
But there were a few rules he added on himself.
Fortis had to protect her at all costs. Not just because of the connection they shared and that he died if she did. In the event of danger, she took priority.
He had to do right by her.
And for once in his life, Fortis had found a set of rules that he didn’t want to break.
Sunset
The sun was setting.
Oranges, yellows, and pinks, spread out over the sky like someone had spilled some paint.
The waters, the babbling brooks and streams shone and glittered like stars.
A stag, with its black as tar pelt that made it stick out like a sore thumb, drank out of these glittering waters. It shook its head when it rose again, wings fluttering and settling back down.
Behind it lay the corpses of three men. A hunting party, looking for trophies to put in their homes. Now they were its trophies, their bones and eaten flesh a warning to all who visit.
This forest was its domain. Any foreigner who hunted on its ground will be hunted themselves.
The forest was bathed in the sunset’s red light, hiding the blood that seeped into the ground, that dripped off the stag’s muzzle as it walked out of the clearing and into the trees.
The sun was setting.
Universe
We are all made of stardust. Before we were put on this earth, our ethereal forms once played in the stars, played catch with comets, and lived in nebulae.
The overseer of our antics was not human, nor was is an animal. It simply was, nothing more, nothing less.
One had to have well-trained eyes to see it, for its coat was like a black hole, not reflecting light, but absorbing it. Its eyes stayed closed, for they held too many secrets, too much information for any other being to contain. Its third eye, which had a different image of a galaxy or nebula every time it blinked, was used for sight, seeing anything and everything. It does not see things like we did, instead it saw everything we have done, and ever will, so it managed just fine.
On its back were galaxies we won’t have any hopes of reaching. Swirling, expanding, shrinking, coming in and out of existence like we walk through doors. Resting between its antlers, shaped like crescent moons, is a star system. Its miniature planets orbit around their sun, perhaps even containing life we will never know.
It watched over us, making sure we don’t cause much trouble, before it guided us to this planet to live our lives. It stays with us only long enough for it to give us our body. Some call it God, but it has no true name, for it has no need of one.
It is the denizen of the cosmos, walking among the stars with the universe under its watchful eye.
Anonymous requested:
Heaven
What exactly is Heaven? I think of gates made of gold and cloudy terrain. Maybe with those big buildings you’d see in, like, Greece, you know with the pillars.
Of course, that image came to me when I was years younger. Your ideas of places you’ve never been to change as you grow older.
I’ve learned that Heaven comes in a lot of forms.
It could be somewhere with family or friends, all gathered together and being merry.
It could be the feeling you get when you take the first bite of your absolute favorite meal after a long day.
Maybe it’s lying somewhere with someone you love, where the only things are the sound of their heartbeat, the warmth of their body, their hands holding yours.
Seeing someone who lives across the country face to face for the first time and running to hug them.
With that one person in your life. Just being near each other, enjoying each other’s company.
Hell, maybe Heaven’s John fucking Cena for all I know.
Anonymous #2 requested:
Stars
You look at them and see stars in their eyes. They are not reflecting the night sky, but you can see them clear as day. Glittering, twinkling, dancing. They positively glow when they look at you, smiling that smile that always makes you want to clutch your chest and fall over.
You get lost in their eyes whenever you look into them. You’re walking among the stars and planets every time, feeling lighter than air. They get your attention again and laugh, and the noise is like music to your ears.
You ask them to marry you, after years of admiring them.
In all your years of existence, you have never seen anything brighter than the stars in their eyes when they say yes.
