When I hear the screams of the crowd, I think it’s because I must look stunning. Then I notice something is rising up around me. Smoke. From fire. Not the flickery stuff I wore last year in the chariot, but something much more real that devours my dress. I begin to panic as the smoke thickens. Charred bits of black silk swirl in the air, and pearls clatter to the stage. Somehow I’m not afraid to stop because my flesh doesn’t seem to be burning and I know Cinna must be behind whatever is happening. So I keep spinning and spinning. For a split second I’m gasping, completely engulfed in the strange flames. Then all at once, the fire is gone. I slowly come to a stop, wondering if I’m naked and why Cinna has arranged to burn away my wedding dress. But I’m not naked. I’m in a dress of the exact same design of my wedding dress, only it’s the color of coal and made of tiny feathers. Wonderingly, I lift my long, flowing sleeves into the air, and that’s when I see myself on the television screen. Clothed in black except for the white patches on my sleeves. Or should I say my wings. Because Cinna has turned me into a mockingjay.
Pentecost Shatterdome, Dirty Work Division: Mori, Becket & Hansen jr
(seriously, do not try to fuck the whelps. you don't wanna get in that mess.)
a vaguely organized crime-/spy-ish pacific rim au where the kaiju are still an alien species but not big like city blocks (inspired by this).
Sorry this one isn’t as colorful. I need to learn how to draw snow properly one day (the first pic isn’t really mine, it’s a screen cap from one of the episodes. I just messed with it a bit)
Before I get any questions, the story for this advent is based sometime before 9.09. So Ezekiel is still known as Ezekiel, Cas is still kinda homeless, and, oh yeah, Kevin is STILL ALIVE!!!
We interrupt this broadcast for an important announcement from Captain Trollando Jones
i didn’t see the tag and I was like what did I do now???
haha no you didnt do anything bad