#ophois

[kyousukebei]

skuddy vibes

[bobateaboo]

been writing a little something with @andizoidart ! hope you all enjoy!

Hades opened his eyes. he was laying on the floor of somewhere cold and unwelcome. all around him was pitch black, but he could see his hands in front of him perfectly. he sat up, shifting to his feet. he walked forwards, but he couldn't hear his footsteps. "Jackal? Anubis?" The void seemed to swallow the noise, taking it into the endless dark, wrapping around him like a thick blanket. nothing, no one-

someone.

someone familiar.

"Ophois?" He made no expression, and fell backwards. and kept. falling. off of a far far ledge Hades hadn't known had been there. he ran to it, hands reaching desperately over. "Ophois!" too slow to slow, the dark was swallowing him again- Hades let out a cry and dove over the edge. he willed himself to fall faster, faster- there! he wrapped his arms around Ophois's waist, twisting in the air as something rushed up at them. he hit cold, black water shoulder first, plunging into the depths. Ophois was limp, dead weight, but he's not dropping him. he kicked, trying to get back to the surface, as hands reached up, grabbing at his ankles. no! I don't have time! he kicked and struggled, trying to get up, up, up, he was running out of air- he breached the surface, and woke up.

Hades groaned, rubbing his head. that nightmare again... it had never gone like that before. he'd never gone after him. bleh, he could do without having to go through that again. now he's just... gotta get back to sleep....

"Hades?"

Jackal shot straight up, smacking his skull against the framing of the upper bunk. "fuck!" he whispered harshly, rubbing at his forehead. Anubis shifted in his sleep above the other, sighing softly. Something felt off. He didn't miss the odd magical disruption, placing a hand to his chest. Grumbling to himself, brow bones furrowed, his eye lights flicked up towards the sound of panicked shouting.  Not wasting a single second, he slid out of bed, tromping down the hall in his slippers. He hesitated, ghosting his hand over the door handle before knocking thrice simply. "boss? h-hades? you alright?" his voice came out in a low sort of warble, wavering slightly as he spoke. Not wanting to intrude, he rocked on his heels slightly.

The door handle turned on it's own, using magic. Hades was curled up, shuddering, unwilling to leave the safety of his blankets. Jackal stumbles slightly, having been pressed against the door. His sockets widen in alarm, and he hastily makes his way over to the other. It takes some difficulty, but he manages to pull himself up onto the other's bed. "boss, hey, wake up." he spoke in hushed tones, shaking the other gently. Hades opened his empty sockets, pulling his blankets closer to himself. He looked around the room, in almost a panicked way. He had heard him. he had heard his voice. where is he?

Jackal gets shoved back slightly as the other shoots up. He carefully climbed back up to him, placing his hands gently on his shoulders. "easy boss, easy, you're okay..." he murmured, holding the other steady. In the dark, he looks so much like his brother did. Hades breathed shallowly, pushing out words. "I- I heard something. I heard him-" "easy, boss, slow down, you're okay." he looks up at the other with worried eye lights. "it's just you, me, and nubs..." Jackal looked around the room as well, concern washing over his features. "you heard something?" he repeated back, brow bones furrowed. Hades sniffed, nodding. He carefully climbed off the bed, checking around the room. The closet, under the bed, nothing. Windows locked tight as always. He grunted, pulling himself back up to sit next to the other. "just you and me in here, boss." he reiterated, patting the other on the shoulder. "right... alright. just a dream," Hades wrapped his blankets a bit tighter around his shoulders. Hades looked down, avoiding eye contact, and nodded. "don't worry about it. go back to bed. you need sleep."

He hesitantly reached out, hugging the other. "if you're sure. don't worry too much about it, boss." he said softly, sliding off the bed. Carefully, he padded to the door, giving the other a soft smile as he shut the door behind himself. You could hear his receding footsteps going down the hall, muffled by the carpet until there was silence.

Hades took shaky breaths, trying to even them out, sinking back into his pillows. in. out. that's it.

"Hades?" His voice had sounded so real as if he had been in the room. "Hades?" It was almost as if he was here now. "Hades?" Hades squeezed his eyes shut more, holding his head and hissing to himself. "you're not here. this isn't real. I'm dreaming." "Hades." He opened his eyes slightly, looking at the spot by the foot of his bed in front of him. His sockets widened. It felt like the floor had dropped out from under him. Standing there was the pale, luminescent form of a skeletal figure. His skull was cracked, and he wore a familiar, crooked grin. "Did you miss me?"

[sunsetdisgrace]

I’m gonna start uploading some of the doodles I do on my homework, because I do almost all my math/science stuff on the drawing program I use

[bobateaboo]

Hades did not take Ophois’ death well, and ended up pulling a LOT of all nighters. And from that was birthed the ungodly caffeine concoction, including but not limited to; coffee, five hour energy, monster, and redbull

Ophois belongs to @andizoidart

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[sparrowhearted]

Lord of the Ways An Anthology for Wepwawet By Chelsea Luellon Bolton This book is an anthology for Wepwawet (Upwawet, Upuaut; Greek: Ophois). He is a guide to the living and the dead, a warrior arm…

“This book is an anthology for Wepwawet (Upwawet, Upuaut; Greek: Ophois). He is a guide to the living and the dead, a warrior armed with a mace and a bow, and a standing Jackal on his standard with the Uraeus and shedshed. He is a scout, a guard, a guide and a warrior.  He is a god of strength, a guide for travelers, a protector of Kings, a protector of cemeteries, a protector of Wesir (Osiris) and a son of Aset (Isis).  He leads the way in war, ritual processions and the path of the sun’s journey and the path of the soul through the Underworld.“

Chelsea Luellon Bolton is putting on a a devotional book on Wepwawet and is looking for submissions! If you’re interested, please check out the link above and message her. The deadline is January 7, 2020.

[nicodemuslily]

Here is the quartet again! =)

From left to right: Ophoïs, Anubis, Duamutef and Wapwawet.

Of course, there are full black (except Duamutef who has white splat on the chest).

And yes, that’s a lot of legs. XD

[nicodemuslily]

Who lets the dogs out? =D

There are many jackals in the Egyptian mythology (and many falcons too) and here are the fourth of them.

First line: Ophoïs, a very old god actually, from the very begining of the story. I see him as a broken guy, without jewells, without wealthy clothes, etc. And a friend of Set. 

Second line: Anubis, the most important of the quartet, the god of “death” (actually, it’s Nephtys the goddess of death. Anubis is more the god of embalming, watching over the soul weighing ceremony). A tall god, with very long ears, and the wealthiest of them.

Third line: Duamutef, Horus’ son who is working with Anubis, watching on stomach of the dead. A young and strong god, short minded, always ready for a good fight, especially against Set (he actually brake his ear during a fight against him).

And the last one: Wapwawet. The only one who is not half-human. He’s a full and real dog, leading the dead to the courthouse of Maât. 

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I used many references to draw all this, references of Pharaoh dogs actually. Indeed, Anubis and co look more like hounds than jackals (and there is no jackals in the actual Egypt).