#campfire (2)

[buppkizz]

these 2 dragging sniper out of isolation to come hang

[sarkophagy]

Hi, I know I've been dead for a while, I just haven't been drawing. Anyway, I don't see people draw Charles in his other outfits as often as they do his usual polkadot shirt, and he looks good in all of them.

[arthursfuckinghat]

Arthur Morgan 𑁦𐂂𑁦 Shady Belle

[carnivalcarriondiscarded]

fantasy au whiteboard scribbles <3

[parchmentknight]

hey pal. take a peek at these

[m1nsur0]

[JTTW OC: 智平] Always two pretty bitches telling each-other exaaaaaactly 💜💜

men so androgynous they’re called “lady” by strangers more than “lord”

[limbobilbo]

[ozzzzzie]

some meet the team studies

[river-of-wine]

The way Hosea talks about Bessie is genuinely one of the sweetest things ever I just. How fondly he still reminisces about her, how dearly he holds her memory. From areas that remind him of her to little things like playing dominoes with Arthur, she’s always on his mind. The last thing he thinks about when he goes to sleep and the first thing he things about when he wakes up. “How a wretched sinner like me could be given someone so perfect, so beautiful to take care of for once in my wretched life, do my best”. God he loved her. He loves her. He cannot rationalise her death, he cannot see any fairness in how she has died and he is still alive. He left the gang for her and it didn’t last but he did leave, he tried to live a normal life for her, and she understood when he drifted back into things. Even with his approaching death, he’s worried that he won’t get to see her again, that she’s gone to heaven and he won’t end up there with her, and even still he says he’s ready for his own death. He loved her and he still loves her and he loves her until his death does find him. Every time he talks about her you can just feel all of that love he still has for her and it makes me so emotional. Old man loves his wife

[its-stimsca]

Sniper stimboard. I don’t wanna talk about how long it took me to make this.

🦘 ☕️ 🦘 / ☕️ 🦘 ☕️ / 🦘 ☕️ 🦘

[leftshiftwashere]

hey guys I keep forgetting that maybe I should do something besides reblog anyway I forgot which ones I showed before if I did......my bad I doubt I showed Inspector though so theres this guy I love him and I love writing him

Friendship..

and these from....... something with 42. #1 turret hater goes to this guy

anndddddd most unlikely duo goes tooo Inspector and 42

[applestede]

Might’ve been said before. But I’m Constantly and Always thinking about the fact that Stede Bonnet has very likely never been held while he sleeps in his life. We see it in ep4; he and Mary slept so clinically and distant from each other

So when he and Ed are laying down together in the same bed (like they totally will in S2 💖) and Ed just rolls over and wraps his arms around him and snuggles his face right into his chest, and Stede is just so confused because you don’t do that when you sleep, do you?

And then they have an honest conversation about it and Ed realizes he has decades worth of lonely, uncuddled nights to make up for and he immediately gets the jump on it. He’s going to cuddle him to death and I for one cannot wait

[aghostsdestiny]

Have a seat by the fire. The part that isnt hot gives hugs ♡

[arthursfuckinghat]

There's thousands of details in rdr2 that I really love, and I say it all the time, but if I had to pick one as my favourite? It would be the campfire interactions.

From chapter one to even the epilogues, there's always something going on around a campfire.

It's always touched me in an emotional way, but the vulnerability, honesty and silliness that comes out of gang members during late night/early hour campfire conversations? It's truly a beautifully written and well executed feature that I spend a lot of time paying attention to.

The campfire is almost like the gang's communal safe space. They're free to talk, vent, sing or play instruments, and the others around will simply sit and listen or sing along. They bond over sharing these funny stories and tall tales, you have the opportunity to learn so much from the gang members by just listening around the campfire.

Lenny will talk about his father and their hardships, Hosea will talk about how much he misses Bessie or how special Dutch is to him, Reverend Swanson will be open about his addiction and the relationship he has with religion, Abigail will voice her frustrations about John, Bill will talk about how he got discharged from the army, John will talk about his worries regarding Dutch's leadership, Micah will talk about damnation and being prepared for hell, and Javier will be open about Mexico or his mother passing away and not being able to bury her.

There's plenty more, there's hundreds of different campfire interactions, but on a rare occasion - Arthur will talk. He'll sit down and begin apologising for how things have turned out, he'll admit how he's struggling to find a way forward for everyone and that he doesn't want to die but is willing to, then he'll ask for their forgiveness and excuse himself shortly after.

I find it hard to describe how despite gang members having differing options of each other, there's an unspoken mutual closeness that they share whilst talking around the fire. They'll jest and laugh and quip, but they'll also simply listen when they need to.

It's so wonderful.

[r4d14t3lov3]

Setting up camp

[eggingtontoast]

I wanted to draw that one part in @tapestryoftrauma 's fic throw me a bone, or an axe if you like