#return to ash

[nightshadecopse]

worlds fastest sketch go wishlist Return to Ash

[maplerisu]

Original story stuff! I don’t really know where to get started with this hehe. So, this is Gin. She means well, but she’s easily excitable and can be too much for people sometimes. She’s a fire bender, which is a banned form of magic in my story, and while Gin is really good at using fire magic, it’s the only kind she’s able to use. Her magic combined with her tendency to not think before she acts and her curiosity with combustion make it hard for Gin to find lasting friendships. She’s trying her best!

The person she’s kissing in the 4th pic is Isla, Gin’s girlfriend. Hope to get to her someday, just know she’s a grump.

[moeitsu]

I might just be talking out of my ass. But something that’s been lingering on my mind lately is the aftermath of Arthur’s death on that cliffside. Specifically, how long Arthur’s body may have remained there before Charles found him—if he even found him at all.

I see a lot of fanart and fiction often depicting Charles finding Arthur’s body within hours or days of his passing, and giving him a proper burial. But when I was revisiting the later chapters of the game, I was reminded that Charles left the gang to help the Wapiti tribe. He had no way of knowing exactly when or how Arthur’s end would come, only that the gang’s days, and Arthur’s, were numbered.

Realistically, Charles may not have stumbled upon Arthur’s remains for weeks, maybe even months. By then, time and nature would have taken their toll. Left exposed to the elements, scavengers would likely have picked Arthur’s body clean, leaving behind only bones. Rain, wind, and sunlight would have further eroded what was left, leaving a weathered skeleton, possibly unrecognizable as the man Charles once knew.

The game itself offers a glimpse of what a decayed body looks like in its world. Arthur occasionally stumbles upon long-abandoned homesteads or corpses, their identities erased by time, with only bones and scraps of skin or hair remaining.

Imagining Charles finding Arthur in such a state is heartbreaking. I can’t help but picture the overwhelming guilt he’d feel, seeing his friend reduced to a pile of remains, knowing Arthur had died alone and was left without a proper burial.

At this stage of decomposition, Arthur’s body would have already begun to return to the earth. The natural process of decay means that as soft tissues break down, they nourish the surrounding environment. Fungi and bacteria consume what remains, transforming flesh into nutrients for plants and animals. Perhaps, by the time Charles arrived, Arthur’s body was already entwined with the landscape—grass and wildflowers sprouting where his blood had soaked into the soil.

It’s a grim yet oddly beautiful image. Arthur Morgan, a man who spent so much of his life trying to redeem himself and do right by others, becoming part of the natural world he loved dearly. A man who gave everything he had to the people he saw as family. Always giving, giving, giving. Until there is absolutely nothing left but his body, and yet he gives that to the Earth too.

I imagine Charles, determined to honor his friend, carefully gathering what remained—bone fragments, perhaps even a few lock of Arthur’s hair and bits of clothing. Wrestling with the forces of nature to reclaim his friend from the earth. Despite the difficulty, Charles would have ensured Arthur’s remains were laid to rest properly, in a place where the flowers could bloom in his memory, and the earth could cradle him in peace.

Call me morbid, but there’s something hauntingly beautiful about this idea: that Arthur, a man shaped by the rugged wilderness, would ultimately be reclaimed by it. His story, his legacy, and even his physical form returning to the land he roamed freely.

Don’t even get me started on his reincarnation as a Buck.

[fallingthorns]

opportunity missed to have sue sylvester as captain of the 118

[midnightdemonhunter]

SO EAT YOUR FRIENDS THEY'D UNDERSTAND CAUSE THEY WOULD TOO

[d-criss-news]

hamiltonmusical: Roll call. #Ham4Ham

[cureofthenonesense]

And like a phoenix from the ashes..

[owwwmyteeth]

hey dinah, whats wrong?

c’mon girl why u crying :(

[pokenoire]

OG TRIOOOO

LFMAO I LOVE THIS GROUP

[winterofherdiscontent]

i carry your heart (i carry it in my heart), e. e. cummings

- made back in 2021 graphite pencil on paper + digitally colored illustration that still remains a personal favorite

[maplerisu]

Art takes a while to make for me but ohhmygodd I wanna talk about my characters and their story so bad!

My writing process is currently in the “random ideas are in the process of being patchworked together” stage, but I have so much freaking lore, and I don’t really know how I want to get it out without writing an essay.

[m0rninglatte]

Okay, now, sorry to break the joy of lovebirds finally kissing, but I have to ask the million dollar question:

Where the fuck is Castrel?

[ashwithane]

ashe is here! let's give it up for ashe fire emblem!!

close up below:

[ashemellow]

day 1 - sick day 💜

noelashe!! week!! by @noelashies on twitter. this year i WILL complete this challenge🙏🏻 i love them sm if you couldn't tell ehe

(also just learned it starts today and not on sunday i still have 2 days left to draw-)

[theflameoverlord]

“It’s way too dim in here, this place seriously needs some FIRE and light! Man, I’m also hungry so Windy better hurry up—!”

“I coulda swarm I heard a noise just there..”

“This hall is empty as anything..”

[Just as Fire Spirit was about to continue forward, a maniacal laugh broke the attention over to a thing which had caused it.]

“OHOHOHO! Now THIS is golden!”

“A legendary, in my domain. What a total joke.”

[d-criss-news]

sanaztss: y’allah, baby