"Words, I think, are such unpredictable creatures. No gun, no sword, no army or king will ever be more powerful than a sentence. Swords may cut and kill, but words will stab and stay, burying themselves into our bones to become corpses we carry into the future, all the time digging and failing to rip their skeletons from our flesh."
Tahereh Mafi, Ignite Me
Well then it’s a good thing I hate sports *slams button*
The year is 2027. It is Super Bowl season. The football players that have been selected for this year’s culling huddle in a sad, discontented mass in the middle of an overgrown stadium. The stink of fear mingles with the smell of fresh earth, an unholy bouquet for a terrible day.
Then they begin arriving, singly and in groups. Their claws glint in the harsh stadium lights, and there is blood matted into their fur. The football players put on their game face, but the hollowness of their eyes betrays their true hopelessness. There is no use fighting, other than to make a brave showing.
After all, everyone knows the bears always win.
Years pass. Teams deliberately lose games so they won’t be against them. Eventually, the Goverment starts a programme, to lessen prison overcrowding. Prisoners are selected at random, or so they say, to put on the jerseys and play the bears. None of them ever come back, and crime drops to almost zero. All is well, until there are no more prisoners. The goverment does not know how to choose, but they know that the Super Bowl must go on, and the bears must always win, and choose they must.
People huddle in their houses out of fear; mothers and fathers alike cry, for their children and themselves. No one is able to escape the choosing. The government has resorted to grabbing whoever they could find and carting them off to the point of no return. After all, the bears always win.
Until one brave teenage girl volunteers for The Game. She fights hard, determined to stop the carnage and return America to it’s previous glory. She’s never known walking freely through the city, uncaring and unworried, but she craves to know. Somehow, nobody knows how, she manipulates the system. Citizens watch from the stands and their televisions in shock and awe. For the first time in 74 years, the bears have lost.
*slow clap for hunger games fandom*
I live in Chicago so this would be fine
(Source: spaceeship, via peruseproject)
Yay! I’ve finally finished this commission, and I have to thank my lovely client for her kindness - and I take the opportunity to thank all the clients that are patiently waiting for their commissions!
Once again, I had to draw two characters I really love (even if I don’t ship them): our beloved John and Sherlock from BBC’s Sherlock.
I decided to name this drawing after a verse from a wonderful song by M83, Wait. I really love this group and, without any specific reason, I listened to this song while I was drawing this piece. The lyrics of the song push us not to dwell too much on the past pains of life and do not waste our time. Somehow, it seemed to fit well with the sense of desire and urgency that I had been required to put into this commission.
Hope you like it!
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THIS IS PURE BEAUTY
SHIP THIS SO MUCH