Mr. Death

{Indie Kevin Ford aka Wither X-Men blog. Crossovers welcome, muse & mun are over 18.}

[thatdeathtouchkid]

Who do you love?

No one...not now...

[thatdeathtouchkid]

*kisses him right at midnight on new years YOLO* -metallicminx

He froze, leaning back before realizing for once he didn’t have to shove her away. “Well that was…surprising…” Loss for words…

[metallicminx]

A nervous laugh escaped her and she toyed with a strand of bright red hair, “Happy New Year, Kevin. It’s tradition, New Years kisses. Sorry, I um…. Sorry.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He laughed again. “It’s fine.” He paused. “I guess…it’s a fitting first real kiss huh?” He blushed, embarrassed by the statement.

[metallicminx]

“First kiss…?” she repeated, a smile filled with relief and amusement gracing her features. And here she’d thought he’d be mad… “I woulda made it a better one than that if I’d known. Sorry it had to be with glorified silly putty.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He laughed. “Yeah...trust me it was fine. It was perfect. And don’t call yourself that. Ever.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

What's your weirdest fantasy?

He blinks. “Uh...depends on what kind of fantasy...”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

Are you in love with Wallflower?

“I was. But not anymore.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

Why do you keep leaving the people who are trying to help you?

His eyes narrow. “Because in the end I’m still dangerous. I don’t want to hurt them.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

When was the last time you felt like you were "home"?

He pauses, tilting his head downwards. “Xavier’s...in the beginning. But never again.” 

[thatdeathtouchkid]

Send a symbol to hear my muse talk about their

◌ Mother/Father

⌘ Guardian

▶ Sibling(s)

▣ Relatives

🔲 Best Friend

❥ Crush

◉ Dream(s)

◖ Ideal Partner

¡ Pet Peeves

☰ Occupation

✯ Perfect day

☂ Preferred weather

☢ Personality Flaw(s)

☑ A Favorite (book/movie/song/etc.)

For the next hour my muse cannot lie and is insanely blunt to any questions they get on anon

[thatdeathtouchkid]

*kisses him right at midnight on new years YOLO* -metallicminx

He froze, leaning back before realizing for once he didn’t have to shove her away. “Well that was…surprising…” Loss for words…

[metallicminx]

A nervous laugh escaped her and she toyed with a strand of bright red hair, “Happy New Year, Kevin. It’s tradition, New Years kisses. Sorry, I um…. Sorry.”

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He laughed again. "It's fine." He paused. "I guess...it's a fitting first real kiss huh?" He blushed, embarrassed by the statement.

[thatdeathtouchkid]

*kisses him right at midnight on new years YOLO* -metallicminx

He froze, leaning back before realizing for once he didn't have to shove her away. "Well that was...surprising..." Loss for words...

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He laughed a bit. It’d been a while since he laughed around someone from his past. He also…the touch. Skin on skin. No matter what Cess’ skin was it was still an actual touch. A boy did it feel amazing. 

“Always the optimist, Cess,” he whispered, placing his forehead against hers, “I don’t belong there. C’mon, we both know that. But boy, did I miss you.”

[metallicminx]

If she was still able to blush, she’d be bright pink by now. Between earning a laugh, having him so close, him saying he actually missed her….. No. She couldn’t get carried away. He liked Laurie, and she had to focus on getting him home,

“Really? I missed you, too, Kevin,” she sighed, let her eyes close as her arms slid around his neck in a loose embrace. “ What happened was an accident…How many times has Logan stabbed someone or Scott dropped his glasses or..or anything like that! Things happen.”

“Please, come back. There are so many people who would…” she bit her lip, memories of her time in the Facility flashing through her mind before she could stop them, “..who would do terrible things to you…use you to do terrible thing. And we can help. I know it. Please…you don’t have to be alone…” 

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He shrugged. “I guess...I missed being somewhere that felt like home.”  However as she spoke, his emerald eyes narrowed darkly. An accident. “They just hurt people, Cess,” he said softly, “I kill them. No matter how little I touch them...I kill them.”

His eyes shut as he pulled away. Reclusive Kevin was back. “I can’t go back, don’t you see? I’m dangerous. Julian said so. Xavier said so. Moonstar said so.” He shook his head.

“No...I can’t...”

[cillianhelps-blog]

new year's / new year's eve starters

“New Year’s is always the year’s biggest letdown.”

“So, what are your resolutions?”

“I swear, if I have to hear ‘Auld Lang Syne’ one more time…”

“Hey, sorry, it took me forever to find a place where my cell could get a signal… happy new year’s from [location].”

“What have you accomplished this year?”

“This year sucked. Good riddance.”

“Let’s hope this year goes better than the last one…”

“There’s a party at [name]’s house. You coming?”

“We’re headed to Times Square to watch the ball drop. You can tag along if you want.”

“Hey, last year of [politician your character doesn’t like]!”

“Just think of all the video games and movies that are being released this year…”

“No champagne for me. Designated driver.”

“Giving up chocolate for new year’s? I give it a week.”

“We’ve had a big year.”

“I plan to hit five parties before midnight.”

“3… 2… 1! HAPPY NEW YEAR!”

“Want a party hat?”

“Champagne?”

“Three biggest moments from this year?”

“It’s nearly midnight… have you seen my date?”

“Ah, yes, it’s almost midnight, which no one is going to kiss me at.”

“This time last year, I was living in a motel. This is definitely an improvement.”

“I’ve heard ‘Auld Lang Syne’ six times tonight and it’s only 11:30.”

“And to think, this time last year I was dating you.”

“I need someone to kiss at midnight. You up to it?”

“I need your help. I want to kiss [name] at midnight, and I need you to help me make it happen.”

“It’s New Year’s. Aren’t we supposed to be making out?”

“Oh, God, my ex is here. Pass the champagne.”

“Look, I know you’d rather be in bed, but could you at least pretend to be excited?”

“A toast to my amazing friends, and to the new year!”

“I should’ve been in bed two hours ago.”

“Are you sure [name] is up to stay awake until midnight? I mean, s/he’s only [age]…”

“Psst. Hey. Hey, wake up. It’s midnight. Make your resolutions.”

“I swear, if next New Year’s, we’re in the same place we are now, shoot me. Just do it. I’m serious. Just shoot me.”

“I remember when I’d get so excited for New Year’s…”

“Y'know, New Year’s sort of loses its punch when you stay up until 2 AM every night anyway…”

“I like to think we grew up this year.”

“No firecrackers this year. The neighbors complained.”

“I’m tipsy, covered in streamers, surrounded by hung over people, I have Auld Lang Syne stuck in my head, and I don’t know where my cell phone is. It is New Year’s.”

“You know, under the circumstances, I think this isn’t such a bad impromptu New Year’s party.”

“I can’t believe you gave our son/daughter champagne!”

“Come on, it’s New Year’s Eve, you can’t spend the whole party hiding in the bathroom!”

“How much longer?”

“Any good New Year’s specials on?”

“I’ve had a glass of champagne, I made my resolution, I watched the clock strike midnight. I’m going to bed.”

“You’re crazy. That place is always a zoo on New Year’s.”

“Just pick an outfit so we can go. I mean, it’s just a New Year’s party, it’s not a black-tie event.”

“We should probably get back to the party.”

“What are you doing out here on the roof? The party’s inside.”

“Snow on New Year’s! Wish it had bothered to show up for Christmas…”

“Where’s [name]? S/he’s my ride.”

“I rented a limo. We are arriving to that party in style.”

[listen-to-my-love]

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[odd-film-stills]

Safelight (2015) dir. Tony Aloupis

[thatdeathtouchkid]

headcanon

Kevin’s been in NYC long enough for his Georgian/Southern accent to pretty much disappear with the exception of an occasional “y’all.”

However when he gets mad or upset the accent will make itself known right quick. It’s subconscious so  don’t be surprised if he doesn’t realize he’s slipped back into his southern drawl.

[thatdeathtouchkid]

She still held that cute playful tone. Even though he was sure she was still mad at him…she had to be…right? After all of the running he’d done. “Looking…for me?” He paused. “I figured after what Julian said…and Laurie…I wasn’t welcome by any of you.”

[metallicminx]

A sharp huff left her before easing into a low sigh. Of course she was upset,  but….she couldn’t blame him. Not really. She was soft for him, even more than she was with everyone… “No, I was looking for Vic, seen any big lizards around?” she teased sarcastically before pulling back just enough to look him over, to cup his cheek and resist the urge to close the distance between them, “Of course I was looking for you. Julian…He was worried, but he didn’t want you to run off. Laurie’s hurt but you didn’t mean to do that, we know that. They’ll get over it. Kevin, I’m on your side and I’m gonna be until you like….rub glass in my eyes or something! I was so worried…” 

[thatdeathtouchkid]

He laughed a bit. It’d been a while since he laughed around someone from his past. He also...the touch. Skin on skin. No matter what Cess’ skin was it was still an actual touch. A boy did it feel amazing. 

“Always the optimist, Cess,” he whispered, placing his forehead against hers, “I don’t belong there. C’mon, we both know that. But boy, did I miss you.”