#mwxjinx

[mwxcastor-blog]

"*muffled screaming*"

     Seeing bloodshed wasn’t an unusual occurrence on the island, with contestants dying left and right as the days passed (probably why Arcade had started bringing in more and more mutants–it felt overcrowded, really), but it was understandable to feel extreme shock as they watched the death of another, blood splattering everywhere as the two stood behind a tree, Arthur trying to find a route away from the bloodied contestant and his most recent kill.

     With a hand over her mouth, his eyes turned white as he summoned the smog, using it to cloak the both of them. He had given her a stern look to make sure she wouldn’t scream again, removing his hand and quickly placing it on her back, swooping her up from the ground as his mutation enabled him to leave the site of carnage at the speed of light.

     Putting her down gently, he quickly checked whether she was able to survive his sudden sprint and thankful that at least her head didn’t fall off her shoulders. “Did you really have to scream?” He asked, a sigh escaping his lips before he turned and walked away, picking up twigs for a fire.

[mwxcastor-blog]

"Darling, let's not be ridiculous... Just come out and let's talk about it."

     He had made sure he wasn’t far from his sister when he left her, out hunting for their dinner while she rest her pretty head, her beauty undisturbed by the dirt and poison around her. Arthur was the type to evade anyone and everyone, trying to keep his encounters and kill numbers low. The past eight years spent on the island had been a relatively peaceful one thus far, and his circle of friends had only been the other altereds present.

     Their little group he wouldn’t consider family, though his sister might argue with him, much to his chagrin, so when he had met this girl who looked exactly like one of his (relatively) dear friends, his hand had automatically formed a fist, retreating behind a tree as he readied himself to kill off whoever dared copy his acquaintance family.

     “What have you done to Belle?”

[mwxminhyuk]

“No one’s going to cry over my grave anyway.”

Silent Hill 3 Memes.

He looks at the girl with wide eyes. Minhyuk hadn’t expectedto hear that, nor anyone to think that. It’s stupid, of course someone wouldcry over her grave (he has yet to realize the severity of his situation). Noone’s heartless. There’s bound to be someone that cares, right? And if thereweren’t, he would be that person. He’ll be the one to care, to care and cryover her grave. But it’s not like she would die… right? There’s no chance thatshe will, or anyone will.

(How naïve of him.)

Minhyuk grabs her hands (a bad idea on his part), a surge ofimages enter his head and he tries to disregard them—tries to disregard thememories invading his mind. He looks at her, his expression serious. “I would!”He proclaims. “I would cry over your grave, even if we don’t know each other!” Hewinces—it’s starting to become too much. He has to resist the urge to delvedeeper into her memories. “So, please don’t say that? Please?”

[mwxshinhoseok-blog]

“I’m not a child, you know”

Despite the disdain in her voice he continued to hold out the battle of water in her direction. He was a countryside kid, born and bred on a farm - he knew how to take care of himself and he knew how to fashion filters out of natural materials. He had every faith in himself that he would be able to make some form of drinkable water so losing a bottle wasn’t going to kill him.

“I didn’t say you were but thirsty people need water, regardless of how old they are.” He motioned for her to take the bottle. “It’s not poisoned. I promise.” He smiled,

[mwxheron]

“It’s not my birthday!”

Mei Ling hated being kind. Around here being kind usually didn’t get her very far. It usually didn’t get anybody anything other than branded as a dope-- Or worse off, weak.

And then she remembered that she wasn’t a kind person. This was not a gesture of friendship or anything like that. Alliances meant “you scratch my back, I’ll scratch yours” with no exceptions. She needed Jinx to stand by her for now so she did what she had to to keep things pleasant between them.

She shrugged, looking at the clothes she just threw at Jinx. “I thought you’d look nice in them.”

[jaegerstheme-blog]

suck my ass