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❝ you just said that the purple guy's name was greg! ❞ cosmo said, gesturing wildly at the television screen as the cartoons blurred into unrecognizable shapes for several long seconds, ❝ so if that's not greg, then who is?! ❞ @rotturn ♡'d for an argument starter for jason .
"Take me instead!" (Marvel)
He had been struggling in the guards grip as soon as he had been grabbed. Thrashing and biting like some sort of feral kitten — Some sort of terrified animal that was trying his best to fight them off. It didn’t matter if he knew that he wouldn’t win. There was no way to escape the Capitol and whatever they wanted to do with him. It was the sound of Marvel’s voice shouting over the chaos that had him faltering as attention flickered toward the other. “What?” The gears in his head as he processed the words. Ryder could see the way that the guards paused to like they were considering it because... Why wouldn’t they.
ryder: u know I'm not really a sweater person... liam who crotched him a sweater or something: u don't have to wear it ryder, hugging the sweater to his chest: no. i'm gonna wear it forever. back off
“ who did this to you ? ” peter @ flash
Who did this to you? It was a simple question. It was supposed to be a simple answer. He knew that he could tell Peter anything — His boyfriend knew what sort of person his father was. But that did not mean that he was open about admitting to the things that he did. Flash was bigger than he was as a kid, of course, and could definitely take the old man in a fight. He never seemed able to do it, though. All he could do was simply take it and try to brush it off whenever Peter asked him about it. The only good thing about the situation was the fact that Flash was old enough to have little to no contact with his family. Specifically his father. “I got into a fight.” Which was the truth. The blonde tilted his head, and the blooming bruise along his cheek, away from his boyfriend’s prying eyes. “The guy got a couple good swings in. He looks worse than I do.”
“ you sound so pretty when you moan. “ from marvel
Ryder hated the fact that he could feel the heat as a soft flush spread across his cheeks. Despite the pink staining his cheeks, he had the urge to bare his teeth and snark at Marvel like their usual back and forths would go. The last thing he wanted was to give Marvel the satisfaction of knowing that he had gotten to him — Despite the fact that it seemed pretty obvious at that point. The fact that he was pressed up in the first dark corner that they could find and panting softly from making out for a solid ten minutes was all the evidence that they needed. He didn’t even notice that he had moaned. Too wrapped up in chasing after the other Tribute’s lips and the sensations of their bodies pressed together.
“Shut up,” Ryder finally managed to bite out. A hand reached up for fingers to curl through the dark strands of Marvel’s hair to drag him back down. The best way to shut him up, stop the smug little grin he knew was coming, was to focus back on making out.
@rotturn / i never thanked you for saving me.
the words bring a flutter to his chest. how far jason had come from the frightened little kid he had stumbled across all those years ago ; a boy that had grown to a man. of course he still had his struggles but then again , who doesn't ? he smiles , throws an arm around jason's shoulder and pulls him into his side to kiss atop of his head. " i appreciate it , but you don't ever have to thank me for that. it was the best decision i ever made. "
ａ ｓｔａｒｔｅｒ ｆｏｒ @rotturn !
with the recent revelations, wendy decided to assume full responsibility for her brother's care. something she should've done the moment they had crashed in the wilderness. a decision for which the guilt had begun to gnaw at her insides. guilt, guilt, guilt. that feeling hung over the entire cabin following the first snow and jackie's demise whether any of them were willing to admit it or not.
with an unspoken hierarchy forming among the girls, tensions rising and morality ( and winter ) closing in, wendy felt more protective over her brother than ever. as of late, she'd spent most of her time perched beside ben like a leopard ready to pounce with her hands stuffed into her letterman jacket pockets in a futile attempt to stave off the cold. her pointed scowl from her usual spot was only reserved for misty but the tension between all the girls was palpable. how long before they all turned on someone else and left them out in the cold ?
“ hey ben. ” wendy murmured softly whilst lowering herself to sit beside him. it turned her stomach to see her brother this way, weakened and pale with a beard framing his face that aged him well beyond his years. “ hi. ” lips curve into a small smile as she fails to stop a chill from shaking her frame. “ are you okay ? are you cold ? i — i have an extra blanket if you want it. ”
❛ i had to.. i had no choice. ❜ from marvel
The shock seemed to have knocked him into complete silence. Hand pressed to the wound on his side as blood seeped through his fingers — There was far too much blood. But, to be fair, Ryder did not have the advantage of being trained to kill from the time that he could walk and hold a weapon. He knew the weak areas on the human body. The best places to go for to try and seriously injure someone but it was different when it was done to you. What did he expect, though? They were in the final five. One of them would have to die so the other could survive.
“Marvel,” he finally gasped out as fingers dug into his shoulder. Does panic make you bleed faster? Right? It made your blood pump faster. “Fu-Fuck. It hurts.”
