I honestly think too much about about this quote. Mostly void, partially stars. It makes me wonder whether or not those small specks of light scattered sparsely about the vast infinity of the of the void make of up for the miles and miles of lonely and empty expanse. Will the brightness of this one star last you long enough until the next? Or will it fizzle out leaving you wading through the darkness yet again hoping that you aren’t lost forever. Sometimes it seems so close, but you can’t even hold it in the palm of your hand when you stretch out. Other times it’s so far that you wonder if you’re ever going to make it. So much nothingness that it would seem foolish to go out and try to collect all those stars spread so far apart in such a short amount of time. But still, we try. Don’t we?
i just read a REALLY SWEET FIC by @luckiedee and now I’m in Jack/Bitty happyland, so … IDK, ask me for headcanons, or AU scenarios or something? I’m supposed to be working but I have all day to do this work so. If you think of something. hahah.
Or maybe I should work on a prompt
and go read that fic. i’m happy all the way down to my toes now!
Castiel commission by @awaart, posted with permission of the artist.
I commissioned Awa a while back for a portrait of Castiel with some personal touches. Here’s a couple relevant portions of the commission email:
“Cas is an explorer, venturing out into the stars to see beyond the
little ball of his father’s creation. I’d like to play on that, make a
piece that shows Cas’s wonder at the universe.
This is more or less for the after-after-after stories of Grace and
it’s also very personal. I had only a passing appreciation for space
until - ironically - I started crawling around in Castiel’s head.
Looking at the Kennedy Space Center last year through his eyes, at the
wonder of what we’ve learned and how far we’ve traveled and how our
curiosity is still pushing us further and further out - it gave me a new
passion for the subject. I love looking at space through Castiel’s
eyes. This ancient person, arrogant and bored, found a metaphorical
ocean to make him feel small.”
This is the finished piece I received today. I’m thrilled with it; it hits every note and the colors are just… asdfjkl. There’s a couple wee bits that you can’t see at this size - the NASA sticker on the telescope, and the title of the book, which is
Space Chronicles, by Neil deGrasse Tyson.
Artist credit is in these notes - please don’t delete them.