#morrifield

[nutton-of-tata]

more dwight except he's in yaoi hell.

in my head, he is a killer magnet and they like his nerd guy swag (hes pathetic). i have brainrot i wanna ship dwight with every killer HELP ME ITS KILLING ME I HAVE SO MANY IDEAS

hes in a harem of blood thirsty murderers who both wanna date him and kill him (toxic yaoi pls pls pls)

[blightedlegion]

HAPPY PRIDE TO MY TWO BIGGEST LOSERS

art commissioned from @zimthandmade ! I love it SO much

[weepycatlol]

THEY<33

a quick doodle i did because i was bored and bc i missed them pfff also for a lovely couple i know -w- <33

[mixtapejunkie]

Grooming

Frank sat on the floor, legs folded neatly, as he studied the floor, his tail curled around his own body. His new owner seemed nice, at least. There was no fighting, no busted lip, no anger. Though he seemed just as terrified as Frank himself.

He was wearing a too big hoodie, and waiting patiently as Dwight finally moved to sit down behind Frank, letting out a sigh, fiddling with something behind him.

“Okay. This, is for you…”

It was a large shard of beef jerky, and Frank felt his mouth water just at the sight.

“I’m gonna brush your hair and ears, okay? Your tail after.”

Frank took the jerky, and started to gnaw on it, as he felt the brush connect with the top of his head, and ducked down, away from the contact.

When the brush slowly stroked along his hair again, Frank slowly started to let himself relax, as the brush went through his hair again and again. The TV flickered on, and Frank watched, enthralled, as his teeth gnawed on the jerky.

For a while he was sat there, content, chewing quietly, as his hair was brushed through, his ears flicking.

“Ok, Frank, I’m gonna move onto your tail now.” Came the soft voice and he nodded, fighting against his instinct to attack. “Here.”

Another big hunk of jerky was offered to him, and Frank took it with a quiet thanks. Soft hands stroked along his tail, and the brush started to go through his tail, starting at the tip.

The brush snagged, and Frank bit down hard, before turning to glare at the man stroking the brush through his tail.

Dwight looked apologetic, and showed him the brush. “Sorry. I think some of your tail is matted. We might need to trim some of it.”

“…My…tail?”

“Just the fur!” Dwight amended, before setting the brush down. “Ugh. Maybe I could take you to someone who could deal with it properly, I don’t know what I’m even doing.”

Dwight looked down at his hands, and Frank reached up to slip his fingers into Dwight’s, giving him a brave smile. “It’s okay. I’m still learning too.”

Dwight leaned down slowly to wrap his arms around the slim wolf, who leaned into the touch, his eyes closing for a moment.

“Did you eat something yet?” Frank asked, and smothered a laugh when Dwight launched off the couch to head into the kitchen, something clattering loudly.

At least he was getting better at remembering.

[morri-field]

more artwork from my partner!

[grimmori]

Frank X Dwight?

hmmm, again, im not the biggest fan of killer/survivor ships, but thinking of these two in a more equal, modern setting seems pretty cute. bad boy looking for stability, anxious geek about to lose all of his. 

[hugsandharrifield]

Harrifield College Ficlet AU#6

Musings part 2 - Steve X Dwight Modern Day College AU  This story sets up some of Dwight’s past in this universe so it’s kind of heavy on some Frank X Dwight but it’s part of the overall Harrifield College AU so I have still posted this on Hugsandharrifield. I hope this doesn’t bother any of you too much.   __________________________________________________________ "Heya babe, I've missed you." Frank smiled with that shit eating smirk he always had and his eyes dragged up and down Dwight looking him over. "Wow! you've upgraded your look, you used to wear nothing but hoodies and sweats, this suits you."   Dwight was flustered and he tried to remember what he was wearing and looked down, oh right some jeans, a dark blue button up and a vest over that.  Frank was right it was way different then what he used to wear back home. Ever since he had come to college he had started to really take more interest in his style.

"You gonna let me in or we just gonna stand in your doorway?" Frank said in a slightly bratty way.

Dwight shook his head trying to get a hold of himself, "Yeah come in." he moved aside and sat down on his bed and indicated that Frank should grab the chair at his desk.

Frank swaggered in closing the door behind him and sat down with his arms crossed and that smirk still on his face. "You have a room to yourself?" He looked around.

"Yeah I got lucky." Dwight shrugged, " The building had a few single occupancy rooms and I got one.

"You dyed your hair." Dwight started trying to feel less awkward.

"Yeah I think it looks good, do you?"  Frank ran his hands through his blonde hair and smiled

"Frank what are you doing here?" Dwight tried to scowl.

"Well I am here to see you of course." Frank shrugged "But if you mean why am I here at this school it's cause I am going to be starting courses tomorrow."

"What?" Dwight blinked in surprise.

"Don't look so shocked. I got my diploma and I worked hard and now I am going to be here." Frank seemed to brag.

"But... Why... you never really wanted to go to school. Besides what about Julie? And the Legion?" Dwight was super confused the last time he had seen Frank, they had a huge fight.

Frank broke up with him, he had a girlfriend named Julie and they were working on a band named the Legion.  It was a super rough time for Dwight, he had fallen for Frank super hard, he had this edge to him. He was always getting into trouble but for some reason he had latched onto Dwight as his boyfriend.

Those were crazy days, Dwight's parents really didn't like Frank. But Dwight had been so in love, he was constantly sneaking over to Franks house to make out and have sex with him.  It seemed like his life was just going to get swept away by the storm that was Hurricane Frank.

And then one day,  Frank broke it all off. Told Dwight that he was with Julie and that they were going to try to make The Legion into a big thing. Dwight was devastated, he spent over a month in his room just staying in bed and crying and being miserable.

And then one day he just stopped he pulled himself back up and applied himself and got out of the small town that him and Frank lived in and got himself to college to work on Astronomy like he loved.

Frank looked at Dwight embarrassed and put his hand on the back of his head. "Me and Julie... We didn't... It didn't work." Frank uncharacteristically looked sheepish.

"I'm so sorry about that, I never should have..." Frank grabbed his hand and Dwight's breath hitched.  " I made a stupid mistake."

"Frank..." Dwight started trying to slow things down.

"NO! I was so stupid to let you go Dwight. You were the best thing that ever happened to me and I was too dumb to see that." Frank had that smirk back and he had such conviction in his eyes they were so mesmerizing.

And then before Dwight knew what was happening Frank had leaned in and his lips were on Dwight's.  Dwight's head swirled in confusion familiar smells, soft skin, his lips parted automatically and Franks tongue was in his mouth and he could feel the tongue piercing that he remembered.  It was like reliving all those best days of the past.

"NO!" Dwight pushed against Frank hard and almost knocked him out of his chair.  "Frank, you can't just walk back in here and we can't just start all over again."

"Whoa, Dwight I know.. I'm sorry, I just." Frank grabbed for Dwight's hand again.

Dwight snatched his hands away. "No Frank, you hurt me so bad, and.... I have a boyfriend. Me and you are not a thing anymore."

Frank scowled "What?"

"Frank you broke up with me!"  Dwight looked at him incredulously "You couldn't possibly think that I would just mope around forever waiting for you to come back, it's been two years!"

Dwight stood up, " I really appreciate that you came to apologize, and that you seem to be getting your life together. But this isn't happening, you need to leave." Dwight pointed at the door.

Frank looked shocked but stood up. "I'm sorry babe."

"I... Thanks...." Dwight pointed to the door. "So what did you major in?" He said as he shuffled Frank out of his room.

Frank had gone back to his shit eating smirk again. "Psych." He laughed.

Dwight rolled his eyes, that sounds about right for his ex.

"This fellow better be good to you, cause I'm not going anywhere." Frank gave Dwight a look that said this wasn't completely over.

"Goodbye Frank." Dwight shut the door and immediately turned around leaned his back against it. He slumped to the floor and felt worse than he had felt in a long while.

[nutton-of-tata]

im not even a dwight player, i just really like morrifield