#leadxxr

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This sums up what it’s like to play with our crew LOL, with:

- Yours truly as Yui

- @leadxxr as Dwight

- and @bamsidsuperbitch as Laurie

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« file name: fairfield, dwight » @leadxxr

Danny wasn't unfamiliar to use carefully crafted words to get the reaction he wanted to from someone.  He used that very same tactic with Dwight too, instilling paranoia into his mind; making sure that even if he wasn't there the other could feel his presence all around him.  It had always been a game to him, until it wasn't anymore.  One, two, three unsteady steps taken on the tight rope he so often danced on, and the predator was falling for his own trap, falling in the unexpected hands of his prey.

A prey, something that Dwight hadn't been in such long time, not in Danny's eyes at least.  Time after time he could have put a stop to it, he could have left his own morbid curiosity unsatisfied and walk away; left the casket that his ribcage was still sealed shut, instead he allowed him to pry it open, to peer inside the deep void of his being and find pieces and bits of Danny that had been long lost, forgotten.  Time and time again, always letting his own guard down and allowing the survivors closer, as if there was something inside him yearning for it.  And now ?  Now it was too late to go back to the man he once was, even if he was to force the lid closed, it wouldn't never fit quite as it did, there would always be cracks letting such foreign feelings pouring out the moment his gaze would be cast upon the other.

Just like in this moment, when a little voice in the back of his head was telling him to retreat into the shadows and yet, all he could do was getting lost in the warmth of familiar brown eyes.  He moved then, hands cupping Dwight's face, claiming his mouth in a brief kiss before resting his forehead against the other's when he pulled away, eyes still closed.  " You make me feel. "  And that alone was such dangerous thing for a man so detached from humanity.  " You make me feel human, as if there are still pieces of me that are able to feel something more than the constant lust for blood. "  He pulled away then, eyes opening just so hazel hues could settle on Dwight.  An uncanny honesty reflected behind his own eyes, mixed with something else, uncertainty.  As if Danny was still fighting with himself; still doubting just how much he could say before it was too much for his own mind to accept, because once those words were out in the open, he couldn't pretend they weren't true, not to him. 

" You make me feel like I'm capable of loving you. "  He felt exposed, vulnerable even.  " And it drives me insane.  You poisoned me and I would let that happen again and again. "  He swallowed the lump in his throat.  " You are like an addiction that I can't never have enough of.  It's an high that. . .  I never felt before. "

Perhaps that was what love felt like for people like him.

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@leadxxr

Waiting in the woods, Frank turned his head the moment the sound of crunching leaves and branches reached his ears. He moves to lift his mask now to greet the other with a smile. "Hey." Walking over now he pulls Dwight into a kiss, soon squishing his face between his hands slightly.

"How's my sweet leader doing?"

[eyeless-smiles]

@leadxxr | Encounrers Human Corinthian

The now mortal Corinthian has been struggling over the past few weeks, to say the least. Endless memories from consumed eyes can't prepare him for the actual ordeal of being human. There is so much maintenance he can not get his head around. Like eating- how often is he supposed to fucking do that? He shoves a pop tart in his mouth and an hour later he's fucking hungry again. Alcohol seems to stave off the hunger for a while. But he's very quickly coming to learn he can overdo it far too easily.

The Corinthian groans as he buries his head into his hands. Hunched over the toilet in the bathrooms of some obnoxiously loud nightclub. His stomach is churning. The eight straight shots of tequila on an empty stomach are probably to blame.

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dwight fairfield « @leadxxr » made and offering ; Dwight is holding something delicate in his arms. He tells Danny to close his eyes and reach out gently before he can see what it is. It's an anniversary present of sorts. ( modern verse ehehe

For someone that was used to taking people by surprise ( in the worst kind of way ) Daniel was not that fond of that happening to him, surprises when he was on the receiving end always had seemed to leave a bitter taste upon his tongue. Reason behind his initial hesitation when asked to close his eyes, and yet, it only lasted mere seconds before eyelids fell closed and he was surrounded by darkness, the slightest hint of nervous energy crawling beneath his skin as Daniel heaved a breath. It was Dwight, his little rabbit, there was nothing to worry about, right ?

" What is it, doll ? " Despite everything there was curiosity dripping from his tone. " Is this one of those things some people do ? " A pause, a subtle smirk tugging at his lips. " Where I'll open my eyes and you are going to be all pretty and naked ? "

[pinkhairlegionnaire]

@leadxxr from x

Susie hums at that- drawing the sound out for almost half a minute before giving a cheerful answer of, "I guess I shouldn't, huh?" Dwight isn't Legion. Hell, he's not even a killer. In this oh-so-very 'us or them' world he's about as them as someone else could get.

A hand slips out of the large center pocket of her oversized hoodie to poke at Dwight's cheek; two gentle prods as if checking if he's really real. "You didn't answer my question, you know. Dick move."

[creatureshrieks]

Whatever hopes its prey may still cling to, it desires their swift end. Empty holes, an eyeglass gaze, a grinning visage stained with old, stained with fresh blood. It reeks of death, of damp and dark and forgotten places. Its hangs its head mere inches from the other's face. It spasms, muscles contorting over twisted frame. Bones snap, pop, joints bend at awkward angles.

" GOOttchyaa. "

It almost seems as if the grin isn't so fake, as if it genuinely enjoyed the little scare.

Without moving the rest of its body, the axe in its hand drags through the earth.

" It will ALL be ovERrrr sooN. "

@leadxxr || cont.

[k4rlsson]

❛ are we gonna talk about this like grownups? ❜ from dwight of @leadxxr ⛓️

there's a hiss that comes from her mouth,    𝑣𝑒𝑛𝑜𝑚 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑚𝑒𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑠𝑡𝑟𝑖𝑘𝑒.    nea tosses another log into the fire,    watches as embers dance free and lift up to the night sky.       "you want to talk like grownups,    mm?    that's what you want?"       tone sardonic,    𝚝𝚑𝚒𝚌𝚔𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚊𝚗 𝚊𝚌𝚌𝚎𝚗𝚝 𝚝𝚑𝚎𝚢 𝚝𝚛𝚢 𝚊𝚕𝚕 𝚝𝚘𝚘 𝚑𝚊𝚛𝚍 𝚝𝚘 𝚔𝚎𝚎𝚙 𝚞𝚗𝚍𝚎𝚛 𝚠𝚛𝚊𝚙𝚜.       "that's rich coming from someone dressed as a fucking dinosaur."