#ask-vantablack

     “You seem to forget that you’re talking to me. When have I not tried to beat the shit outta any killer that came my way?”

     Maybe it was a bad idea to talk shit to the killer masquerading as her. Scratch that, it was a terrible idea. That wasn’t going to make Meg stop though. Using the back of her sleeve to wipe some blood away from her eyes, the ginger was aware that trying to fight right now was going to get her killed for real this time.

     Even if she tried to rush off to the campfire, she didn’t trust this killer to not stab her in the back on the way out. Perhaps she could at least cover for the other survivor though. Meg could play distraction long enough for her friend to rush off. After all, death wasn’t something that bothered the athlete anymore. She’d died so much that it was more of a hassle instead of a worry.

Concerned // s t i l l  a c c e p t i n g @ask-vantablack​ said: ❛ You’re avoiding my question. ❜

Buzzfeed Unsolved // still accepting @ask-vantablack​ said: “ were you making horse noises ? ” 

“ Yeah, I was calling for my ride and now here you are, ” she replied, a grin on her face as mischief glimmered in her eyes. Clearly, Meg thought she was comedy gold even if it meant she’d end up dying for this stupid joke. What could she say though? Dying didn’t seem like much of a concern when she was always coming back anyway.

『❛  God it’s like there’s a party in my skull and I wasn’t even fucking invited.   ❜』  

Between Trials || @ask-vantablack || Accepting

Rain. Steady, pouring and cool. He was soaked head to toe by the time the other killer had chanced upon him. Whether they had been looking specifically for him, or not. He wasn’t sure. Nor did he really care. 

His mind far away and for once … at peace.Standing upon a locker just outside the temple, he faced skyward and watched as the rain gently cascade downwards. Soaking the momentarily quiet world around him. Red, scared fists clenching through irritated hesitations as he was disturbed from his rare moment of solitary bliss. Only to soften as he listened to the other’s call and beckon. Sighing as he closed his eyes and looked down to the figure below. 

『❛  You always seem to know just where I am.. Don’t you.  ❜』  

He grumbled openly. Moving to jump down from his perch and face the other. Even if he was but a few inches shorter. A softness laid deep  within his usually cold and empty eyes as he looked to the taller killer. Then, slowly as hands moved up to grab the shape shifter by the collar of their shirt. He dragged them into something resembling an almost loving kiss.