Deersserts- LNE Prompt Thread ☆ Over

[Malleus]

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

It's the middle of the night. The last strand of sunlight long since woven itself to shine with the stars, hanging down like mobiles giving their little bit of vision to those below. They reach down lower, and lower, but become dimmer and dimmer the farther they travel. To truly experience their blessing, once must travel towards them. Towards the sky, towards the heavens, opening yourself up to breathe in the sense of wonder, the remnants of peace that can no longer grasp this stained earth.

Tonight, she rides, the wind eating at her hair, fingers gripped tightly to the jagged fur of the creature she had befriended. What was he, really? A dream she had made up in her sleepless, lonely nights, seeking comfort where she had been abandoned? A friend she had crafted with silky words and sewn up dreams out of the last scraps of her happiness? Was he, as she so believed, representing the sides of her she was so tender to touch?

Dragon. That was a name. A name that came with so much. Power. Strength. Nobility. Magic. Hope. Rage. Fire. Flight.

A notion of endless possibility. Endless promise.

She held tighter, the fur digging into her palms. But it felt like petals to her, not thorns. Like it was still softer than what her hands usually grasped. The starlight bounced off his scales, first white, and then a pale blue and the sky itself mixed in the colors of it's paintbrush. Moving along the path of the milky way, she faded like a shadow, but he shone like a sun. If anyone below was watching, they would never see her. Just him. Just his brilliance. She was insignificant, but he was their savior. No, no. He was her savior. Only hers. If she shared him, she would have nothing left.

She moved to grab his horns. They felt like silk, the silk just spun off the needles. The kind that gets traded for the finest of jewels to the most noble of people. The kind she would wear as a queen, just to remember him by. He couldn't grant her everything, he couldn't stay forever. That was the painful truth she kept wary in her heart as she gentle steered her dear friend back down from the stars. Back to the world that she had to face the second the sun rose.

His form folded, from a snake to a deer, carrying her down, down, down into the trees. It felt like wading through the water, heavy, breathless, and utterly weightless at the same time. They kept going. Down, down, until it seemed like the world was just a faded blur. The stars still hung above them, however. Still as they had been. Undisturbed. Untouched.

And the dream took her, further and further into herself. So deep she wouldn't remember a thing.

Yet when she woke, a hand clutching the small, faded, torn toy of her only friend to her chest, she still felt like flying.

[ophanimera]

Some deerssert like them, some deerssert don't. Draw something including fireworks!

Friendship: Write about being friends with someone.

+2 Red Envelopes

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

+1 Red Envelope

[Kenjaku]

Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac


Judas is the year of the Rabbit ! 🐰

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.
( Story is about my deer Shedim and Vincent ! )


I was only two when I first saw it, and just out of the corner of my eye. I thought it was smoke. Being a child, I didn't run away, but towards. What was this creature? Slick and slithering, as tiny as me. I chased the creature, always just out of my reach, until our eyes met. It moved inward, smoke pouring from its body, before I let out a wail. Footsteps pounded nearer and it dissipated.

It wouldn't be another ten years until I saw it again. My mind was wandering; sitting near the pond of the boarding school. I hated it there; I haven't a single fond memory. My eyes were glazed over, lost in nonsense thought; things about the future, a future in which I was independent and free. Something splashed in the water and snapped me from my thoughts.

I looked over, and there it was. Face just above the surface; like an alligator waiting for its prey. Ready to eat me alive. Its eyes were wide, pure black; like little pools of water with red pin-pricks in the middle. The red spots followed my arms as I uncrossed them slowly. It was bigger now; no longer a small creature. Just beneath the surface I swore I could see long teeth; daggers made of onyx and ivory ready to tear me limb from limb. Smoke bubbled from under the surface, diffusing into the air; black and sulphuric.

The laughter of a classmate made me jerk my head in their direction. A saviour! I looked back and the beast was gone. I sighed in relief.

It wasn't until a week afterwards I ran into it again. A stronger classmate had beaten me black and blue and thrown me into the water for good measure. Foreigners weren't welcome here, he said. I didn't know how to communicate that if I had any choice in my life, it would be to return home. I didn't want to be amongst these people who spoke a language I didn't, whose skin was white as fresh fallen snow; who viewed me as wrong.

The water was cold; it was winter and the first snow had been days prior. It froze me in place. I panicked, releasing my breath as a scream; muffled by the icy cold water. Unable to swim, I did little more than sink, mouth full of water and trying to keep it from filling me. I could feel it coiling around me, like a great snake ready to consume me whole. I knew what it was, I didn't need to open my eyes. If this was how I was to die, never knowing India's soil under my feet again-- so be it. I blacked out.

It was three days before I woke back up. I don't know how I ended up in the infirmary. My grasp on English still wasn't very well, so the nurse's questions didn't help. Years later I'd found out that they apparently found me in a nearby hospital; eyes black and speaking in Latin. It wasn't until I was brought back to the school that I went back to sleep and awoke myself once more.

The creature appeared to me in dreams; showing me a place in my homeland. A wonderful palace fallen to ruin. It beckoned me to meet it. I woke from every dream breathing heavily, sweating, afraid. The smell of sulphur always lingered. As years went on the dreams left me; I studied hard and returned home. I was contracted by a man exploring India's ruined palaces.

When I entered, I already knew what was waiting. I could feel the air catch in my lungs. He was there; white as fresh snow; eyes black with small red pupils. His mouth opened, black smoke seeping through his mismatched teeth. His long neck slowly extended down to meet me, and his petit nose pushed into my chest.

We were one at last.

[Insaniity]

Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

+2 Red Envelopes! ^^

[yeena]

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.
Lets be realistic here; that thing was ugly. Jeunes glared up at it, raising one brow up at the creature sulking in the shadows not too far off. It was far enough to where he seemed to be safe where he was sitting on the ridge, close enough to where he could make out minor details about the lumbering giant before him. He realized that he was watching a dragon move about in the marsh below him. Interesting.

Kicking his feet around lightly, he messed with the grass beside him. The dragon had a short and stout body; it didn't look like it had an ounce of grace in its pudgy body. If anything, it reminded Jeunes of a giant Komodo dragon. From what he could tell from here, it was just a dark blob. Any sort of identification as to what the dragon had on it's body were lost causes; although it did seem to sparkle when the dying sun caught it? It was more of a wet sparkle, if that meant anything. Jeunes decided to conclude that the dragon was either slimy or caked in mud. Either worked in his head.

It had the typical dragon tail. Something long and whip like that dragged around in the dirt behind it. Jeunes was rather disgusted with this trait; it was collecting up dirt along it's tail, dirt that could've been avoided; gross. Leaning back a bit, he tried to study the dragon more. It dipping in and out between the shrubs of the swamp didn't help him much. From what he could recall with every glimpse and look he was getting of the beast; it had a more lizard-like build, the comparison to the Komodo dragon was probably the best way to look at it, he supposed.

It had a short snout, with a rounded nose. Jeunes wondered if it had a canine-like nose or something more like a felines. He wouldn't ever know. It, quite literally, had a very ungraceful walk with it's short legs. It was trudging through the swamp beneath him, and it was rather unappealing to the deity. Anyhow. From what he could tell it had claws; long ones in fact, what condition were the claws in? No clue. The tail was long, thin, and yet still dragged on the ground. That was a gross aspect of the dragon. What else?... It had a more arched back in some sense. Maybe something like a cat stuck in a semi-stretching pose for the rest of eternity? Close enough.

In the end, the thing was still ugly. Jeunes was a bit happy when it disappeared behind a bush and didn't show itself again.

okay but honestly ive never been good at describing things



Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac.
Jeunes happened to be the year of the Rat, so here's a very simple and sketchy rat-like thing.

[allinian]

Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac



Dragons: Envision a dragon.
Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

narrated by faye -

It was a cloudy day when i went into the forest–or at least it seemed like it was, at first.
i wandered about, exploring my surroundings, enjoying the one day that i thought i had to myself.

however, at random points in the forest, i always felt like a pair of eyes were watching me, but whenever i turned, or wherever i looked, there was nothing but trees, and a few small animals scurrying back and forth. at first i tried to ignore it, but overtime i just couldn't stand it anymore.

"hello?? is anyone there??" i yelled into nothingness.
no reply.
"alright then, i'm off!" i continued, this time more cautious.

a good hour past before i heard a sudden snap. a broken branch somewhere.

without hesitation, i ran straight at where the noise came from, but bumped into something hard and scaly.
i looked up, and saw that i had come across an enormous, tall dark figure. it towered over me and grumbled, causing the whole world around me to shake. my eyes trailed the large figure that seemed to go on forever. it was vibrant, but a dark green, and as i kept looking, i saw the serpent-like creature's body extend into two large fan-like things. wings. I thought, and it all came to me. I slowly started to look up it's long neck, and met the dragon's eyes–and its fire red eyes stared straight back at me.

i screamed, ran, and never looked back.

i don't think i'll be going to that forest again, anytime soon.

[Insaniity]

Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac.

+2 Red Envelopes! ^^

Have a hand at drawing your deerssert's or your own zodiac

Dragons: Envision a dragon.

+2 Red Envelopes! ^^

[PixelPlushiee]

What makes you smile? What makes you happy?

Ah, there are so many things that make me happy. I propably wouldn't be able to count them all.
But there is something special. A quiet, sunny morning. Six o'clock. Even if I'm used to wake up
at this hour, this time it would be special. I love when noone is around and I can hear lazy steps
of my cat, walking around the house. I'm reaching my laptop and taking it, so I can place it on
my knees and relax in bed. I'm opening few pages, only to see that there are some messages
from friends waiting for me. I'm not the only one unbending; they are too and we can just
talk, chill and just do things that we like the most. Everything next to the cup of a warm tea
in forest fruits flavor.

Yes, that would definetly make me happy. But there are also my friends' successes, cats,
new k-pop comebacks, some free time to enjoy my passions, reply from the rp, art that
I ordered for my babies, seeing that the communities and fandoms I love are active and
much much more uvu

[LadyChinaAru]

Day Three Prompt
Dragons: Envision a dragon. Do you battle him? Or is the dragon friendly? Use descriptive language.

This dragon may have a a tern glare and a fierce roar but he is now threat to me.
This dragon is old, grey with scales cold and hard like stone but wise and has not more
fight left in him, he only wishes to live in peace. Perhaps if i did not disturb his nap or
step on his tail he would have greeted me much kinder. He only tell me to watch where
I step and lies back down in his nest of moss and stone. I quietly leave him be after thanking
him and apologizing. I wonder on my way home if the old grey dragon will be there tomorrow,
so I return the next day to where he lay and only find a ring of mossy rocks and a old dragon
statue in the center.. perhaps it was all just a dream..

[yeena]

What makes you smile? What makes you happy?
Somewhat of a tricky question in my case, a lot of things can make me happy and stuff. What mainly makes me happy is my friends; people I joke around with, talk all too loudly with. This isn't limited to friends with me in real life either, online ones definitely count. People I truly like hanging out around and are comfortable with are the keys to cheering me up. and making me happy whenever. It's sorta only my friends and stuff that can cheer me up people wise, if I'm not really acquainted with someone it's sorta hard for them to actually send me the good vibes a friend can send.

As well as this winning and getting recognition really makes me happy. Who doesn't like being the best of the best and getting acknowledged for it? It's a bit of a self-absorbing enjoyment, but seriously. Getting praised alongside winning at any competition at all really can get me in a peppy mood.


Draw some deersserts (or any characters) having fun at the festival
Honestly Aries only cares about the balloons.