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[leadxxr]

what i should be thinking about: Dwight's pre-Fog HCs like where he was born, names of his parents/sisters etc etc what i'm actually thinking about: ok but what animal crossing villagers would dwight be the most excited about inviting to live on his island . . .

[leadxxr]

Take me . . . Please, take me . . . It's the only way . . .

You came after me I'm not worth anything if I'm not inside you Only you can truly see All the hell you put me through and the vicious feeding. . .

Can't really be free 'cause every time I run away, you hunt me down I can't ever blame me 'cause every time I turn around, It's you, you, you, it's YOU

@ferociium

[leadxxr]

Is it wrong? Is it right? You and I? Day and night. Falling in hate, nothing to say, don't want to hear you.

@nghtshroud

[leadxxr]

@lncarnon | KRAMPUS | continued from here

The other survivors probably regarded Dwight as extremely brazen as he remained on the sputtering generator. What harm could come from that? A bit of extra admiration for his bold dedication to getting the job done? A bead of sweat ran down the flustered Leader's forehead, breath unsteady in his lungs as the looming presence became palpable behind him. His fingers would work to twist the exposed wires together before adjusting various levers in the wake of their connections.

Not once, but twice had the generator blew up in his face and pushed his heart into his throat, the anxiety mixing tantalizingly with an unmistakable desire he couldn't even explain to himself festering at his core. Finally, underneath all of the pressure of his own inexplicable, twisted wants, the generator roared to life, illuminating the walls with light as the steady hum chugged along.

He doesn't turn around, instead the wary Leader feels a tremble manifest down his spine as a snout brushes the back of his head. Even through the fabric of his hoodie, he swears he can feel the warmth of the beast's breath with each suggestive word. The implication of such a forbidden, taboo act makes Dwight flush a bright scarlet hue, imagery flooding his mind of being caught in such an act with the very monster that sent every other survivor scrambling for refuge.

"I -- I d-don't . . ." he swallows thickly, speaking to his side against the fabric of his hood so that the other might hear him more clearly. "I don't want them . . . to see . . ."

There could be no denying the ways in which Dwight's body ached for touch, even at the hands of such a feral creature. All that exists within the shameful contents of his mind are crass thoughts of submission, helplessness, and pleasure...

[the-blueberry-jellyfish]

I'm trying to fix my computer, but instead I'm making it worse 🙃

[insomniiiac-blog1]

u think u can trust someone then u find out they like pineapple pizza

[telewarp]

“maybe if i click on the big HD in the top right corner i can make it NOT HD so i can actually load this and watch it”

*does so*

“...nevermind that just made me leave the page and have to load it all over again”

[raptorguy-moved-blog]

everything hurts and I literally feel like death