#| burn to ashes |

[stil-lindigo]

scorched earth.

a comic about a princess who died in a fire.

(this is a sequel to bite of winter, a comic about Snow and what became of her after her death.)

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[miothle]

Like fyreflies to a flame...

[angrycloudcrown]

WHAT DID THEY THINK WAS GONNA HAPPEN

[tenderjock]

I’m with you, my love The lights shining through on you Yes, I’m with you, my love It’s the morning and just we two

[isda-bata]

Posting this here on tumblr too cause god I put so much work into this. In an alternate timeline where Astarion chose to go through with Ascension. Monthas confronts him the morning after. Astarion says he'd let the world burn for Monthas but all Monthas sees is the world and the people he protects burning in ashes.. all the people he cared about and all those who begged for help burning away. Despite all of his words of devotion and promises of a future full of lavish love being rained on him, Monthas sees the truth of how their lives will go if he stays by Astarion's side. A bird in a gilded cage.

[mebis-art-dump]

Frigid Steel, Boiling Wraith

Thinking about how pale ore is eerily chill to the touch

about how PV's spells, likely learnt from its father, take on the same shape as nails made out of an ore allegedly related to its parents

about how those spells are pretty much a solid state of soul for a few moments about how solid state of matter is often the most "cold" state, generally speaking

about how cold it's often associated with lack of emotion and corpses

Also thinking about how the knight's spells, learned from the snails, is more raw, more volatile

stated and shown to literally burn opponents, more of a hot blast than a proper solid mass

shaped and named after haunting ghosts, spectres that do not lay to rest, despite soul itself being present in the whole environment and not necesarily directly linked to sentient beings

about how it is strong emotions what fuels their transformation into their more powerful state through the usage of void, a volatile yet maleable substance, and the opposite of light

if you want to, you can get this drawing in full quality and ready to be a phone wallpaper at my kofi page completely free of charge (although i wont be mad if you leave a lil tip)

[cursedvida]

Well, Noa and Mae are the classic enemies-to-allies-to-enemies again-to probably allies again-to friends-to-angsty-and-doomed-love and you can't convince me otherwise sorry

[reegis]

May we see what would happen if Jon archivist and Jonny switched places for a day?

what one more kidnapping, eh Jon?

meanwhile….

[archerinventive]

"To love is to burn, to be on fire" -Jane Austin

A huge thank you to all who came out to Ignitions Prom Fundraiser this past weekend. '

The whole evening was a blur of fire, friends, and fantastical fashion, dancing our way to dawn and I couldn't feel more fortunate for the experience.

Thank you to the whole crew for making it happen, and here's to many more festivities to come. ❤️

With Ash Steele (This was our first time breathing together for a show and I couldn't have asked for a better partner..^^)

More photo from the evening on the way.

[wiriu]

i cant remember who and i lost the post but i saw someone say slick would wear this and...yea, yea he would

[vendettasfanfictioning]

oh my fucking god dean had to carry cas' body to get him onto the pyre he had to carry all of cas' dead weight while the grief still clung to his shoulders he wrapped up cas' body himself and when sam mentions the meadow, he says it's where dean spread the ashes, excluding him and jack because dean wouldn't have let anyone else handle cas so dean had to be the one to carry cas from the house table to the pyre they all lost something in cas, a friend, a protector, a father, but dean lost half of his soul that night oh i am unwell and unstable with these thoughts—

[dailyastarionpics]

[yukennico]

uuuuh the other ending i think

[pigswithwings]

FUCK YOU FOURTH OF JULY!! IF YOU'RE DUMB ENOUGH TO BE A USAMERICAN PATRIOT YOU'RE A BIG ENOUGH SCHMUCK TO BURN DOWN YOUR OWN HOUSE WITH FIREWORKS!! BAD LAWS!! GOVERNMENTS THAT BREAK DOWN!! PRESIDENTS!! IF YOU THINK YOU CAN FIND "LIFE, LIBERTY, AND THE PURSUIT OF HAPPINESS" HERE YOU CAN KISS MY ASS !!

[nimbus-bugs]

“Just know that I lost my daughter once, and I will not lose her again. So if I do, I will go on a warpath the likes of which no man, woman, or huevo has ever seen. Do you understand that?”

Mariana blinks in surprise, then leans back more and takes his hands off of Charlie. He finds, strangely, that he misses the warmth. “Yo entiendo.”

Burn You to Ash - Chapter 3 by @widowofshor

[shortnotsweet]

In a Week by Hozier ft. Karen Cowley

“The raven is death, obviously. When I die, I want a good tombstone—something right spooky. LT’s got something against the underground, though you’d think that would be just his kind of place. That’s alright. He needs to, he can cremate me. It’s not exactly Catholic, and Mam would turn in her grave, but God is a unicorn and no one is pure anymore, so. What’s all that got to do with me?”

Johnny “Soap” McTavish has a journal. Had. It is his no longer.

Simon “Ghost” Riley had dreams—awful ones, the kind that sank claws into his lungs, dragged him into sleep, and then sent him careening out of it. He still has dreams, but they’re different, now. Better. Johnny’s pages have folded themselves under his eyes and gotten into his head, brighter and more infectious than anything else has ever been. It’s more than the past, that rotting carcass behind him, and more than now. Now is nothing. Now is ash. It’s like, it’s like—blinding, is what it is. He’s a blind man.

It is biblical now. Ghost has read it backward and forward and sideways and inside out. When he runs out of things to read, he reads them again, and when that is not enough, he reads between the lines.