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@beatupdwight
ESCALATION TOME SPOILERS
So like,,, this challange alone pm confirms that Dwight would 100% do everything in his power to make sure that everyone gets out before heâll leave the trial. It could also imply heâs used to being left behind as he was in his lore... I am gOING FERAL OVER THISSs!!
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I said, ooh, I'm blinded by the lights No, I can't sleep until I feel your touch I said, ooh, I'm drowning in the night Oh, when I'm like this, you're the one I trust... Â
Who hurt my child *myers appears behind me like heâs a stand from Jojo*
âI... I donât want to hurt anyone... Or t-talk about who did it... L-leave me alone, p-pl... Please...âÂ
[ Dwight?? Getting official lore in the next tome?? Iâm about to go fERAL-- ]
Bonding [Closed RP]
Dwight didnât like the idea of Daniel staying but he couldnât argue against it either. He had a good point. They were both healthy and it would be easier to get Jake and Meg out if there was two of them making sure they wouldnât get hurt further. âYeah, okay.â He muttered, getting ready to cover his friends. âBut the second they are out of that gate, weâre leaving too. Iâm not taking no for an answer.â He kept his tone stern, keeping his focused look at the trio that kept coming closer by every passing second. The Athlete ran straight past them without looking back. It was easy for her to escape the killerâs grasp given how fast she was. Jake wasnât as fortunate though and had gotten hit as he ran towards the open gates. Out of instinct Dwight moved behind him, defending the man with his now shaking body. Moving his head towads their last teammate, he gestured him to move too.
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Do you do any ships for Dwight? Or do you have any more headcanons? Just found your blog and was exploring it
[ Oh absolutely! I am what you would call a multishipper! Thereâs plenty of ships I love w/ him and all of them are set in their own AUâs unless otherwise stated. If thereâs any specific ones in mind you want to know about donât hesitate to ask Dwightâs opinion on the characters. Iâll doodle replies whenever Iâm able. But in general, Iâm always weak for Jake/Dwight & Evan/Dwight so those two are probably my faves.
What comes to headcanons, also yes! There are quite a few, of which Iâll post about every now and then when I get the inspiration to make proper posts about them. ]
as someone who struggles with depersonalization in my day to day life, I think it's super cool that you HC your Dwight to struggle with it too! makes me feel less weird, if that makes sense, haha.
[ It makes perfect sense and Iâm super glad to be of positive influence in some kind of way! Do remember though; Youâre still just as wonderful and not in my opinion, weird at all for having it. Take care Anon! âĄâĄâĄ ]
Bonding [Closed RP]
Rising a brow, Dwight shrugged. âThen your team clearly did not pay as much attention as they should have.â Not meaning to sound rude, he let out and awkward laugh. âI mean, I didnât mean it like that but⌠Everyone really should be careful about what they do and plan things out properly, you know? It increases the chances of getting out tremendously.â Sighing, he shook his head. âWell, anyway. Weâre getting out of here and thatâs all we should focus on right now.â Just as he had spoken, the generator turned on and powered the exit gate beside them. The leader began looking around, trying to spot the remaining two teammates that had been keeping the killer busy. âYou might want to start opening the door, but donât open it fully until everyoneâs hereâ okay?âÂ
âItâs fine,â he assured, not so much dismissively as tired. âIâm used to it, honestâthis kind of thing happened before I even got here. Iâm kind of like the designated dead weight. Itâs not that big a deal if they others are out safelyâŚâ
Following Dwightâs gaze, he nodded and picked up his Tool Box, glad heâd be able to save it for a future trial. Usually heâd have to drop them at the hooks and spend another trial looking for another one, which just took time away from doing generators.
âCan do.â Making his way over to the lever, he pulled it down, still keeping an eye out for the others. âWhat if the killer tries for us instead? I can always try and lead them away if you need me to.â
âWell you better get used to surviving and getting out alive now. Iâm not leaving anyone behind.â Dwight spoke sternly but he had good intentions. He knew a thing or two of what the other spoke about since he had experienced it himself. It was the worst kind of feeling to be left alone and he would do everything in his power to spare people from that. If it was up to him, nobody would be abandoned.
âNo.â The leader made a sharp remark, pointing at the distance. The redhead was running full speed towards them alongside the Saboteur. âDwiiight! The damn gate better be open!â She yelled. It was hard to see but once they were close enough a small killer could be seen chasing them. The Hag. The sight of her sent shivers down his spine and the short man waved his hands towards the gate.
âOkay time to open it!â Sweating from tension, he could feel his heartbeat getting quicker. âIâm gonna make sure they get out alright. You should probably run out as soon as you can too.â
Headcanon time! [TW Dissociation & Trauma mention]
Dwight dissociates, usually during the trials but sometimes outside of them as well. It is partially the cause he seems to maintain a calm exterior as he leads others and helps them through tough situations. As it affects people in many different ways letâs dive deeper into this, shall we? Even before he came to the realm he had to find ways to keep his head cool. It never really worked out though and as the brain tends to doâ his too developed a coping mechanism that kept the poor boy going through the traumatic events. In his case, depersonalization became the type that helped his brain handle the pressure.What this means is that at times, he doesnât feel connected to himself or his emotions to a degreeâ the latter being much more relevant. Any situation stressful enough can trigger him into this state, but sometimes the effects linger in a milder form. He may zone out, not feel exactly present in the moment and be forgetful. Being in tune with his own emotions can sometimes be difficult too, for the very same reason. While it is technically a good thing since the brain protects itself, it can be distracting and frustrating as well. He does his best to deal with this, even if he doesnât fully understand what is going on most of the time.
Who hurt you? Point them out so I can kick their ass!? *grabs my baseball bat*
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Butterflies [Closed RP]
Frowning in concern, the short man leaned down and tried to take a better look at Jake. âAre you sure? That creep was like... Obsessed with catching you.â He muttered, sighing. He really didnât want him to be targeted, but sometimes his plans didnât work perfectly and he had to improvise. In the end, things were fine but the Saboteur definitely got more hurt than he had intended to.
âAh... I do have one, y-yeah.â He smiled awkwardly, holding the Medkit towards him like some sort of a gift or an offering.
Blinking at the question of his well being, he tilted his head. âY-yeah?â He felt almost ashamed of how easy he had it. If it were up to him he would have taken the beating over the other any day. But... He knew it wasnât smart. Jake was better at keeping the killer away than he was and he had to use that time to work on the generators or they never would have gotten out this cleanly. Sometimes sacrifices had to be made but he never stopped blaming himself of them.
âA-anyway. If you want I can help you with the wounds and keep you company? Helps to lower the lingering madness and all that.â Stuttering, he continued. âI... I mean unless y-you want to be alone. I can go!â
The stearn tone made Dwight tense up and expect the worst. To his relief it wasnât anything bad though. More so, he was surprised of how willing the Deathsligher was to help him. âI-- wait what?â He blinked in confusion, staring up at the taller man. âYouâre... Offering to help me?â As if he couldnât believe his words, he had to repeat them out loud. Eyes widening, a hint of a smile crept on his lips. âFor real?âÂ
Bonding [Closed RP]
Rising a brow, Dwight shrugged. âThen your team clearly did not pay as much attention as they should have.â Not meaning to sound rude, he let out and awkward laugh. âI mean, I didnât mean it like that but... Everyone really should be careful about what they do and plan things out properly, you know? It increases the chances of getting out tremendously.â Sighing, he shook his head. âWell, anyway. Weâre getting out of here and thatâs all we should focus on right now.â Just as he had spoken, the generator turned on and powered the exit gate beside them. The leader began looking around, trying to spot the remaining two teammates that had been keeping the killer busy. âYou might want to start opening the door, but donât open it fully until everyoneâs here-- okay?âÂ
I hate the feeling of this weight upon my shoulders Pushing the pressure down on me You think you want the best for me but nothing really matters If you force it, it won't come-- I guess I'm feeling
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Continued From [X] || Closed for @beatupdwight
âđśđ đ đđŤ tell me who it is⌠we killers âave some more leeway with personal business.â He adjusted his grip on The Redeemer, âYou should know to never wander in the fog⌠Yer almost always gonna be encounter another killer or yer gonna end up in one of them realms.â He huffed, âLike youâve gone and done now. Nâ âere yâare, hidin in my saloon from some unknown vermin⌠Blaminâ yerself for beinâ a curious wandererâŚâ
Shaking his head rapidly, the man kept his lips shut. He wouldnât risk that. No way! His next trial with them would be hellish if he did. âYeah...â Sighing in shame of being lectured, he lowered his head. âBut a friend lost something important and really wanted it back.â He frowned. âI couldnât let them wander off. I know itâs dangerous out here. Exactly why Iâd rather go myself than let them get lost and hurt...â Chuckling, he continued. âI mean, itâs just as stupid but at least theyâre safe.âÂ
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What kind of music do you have on your mixtape?
âGood question, Pipsqueak.â Frank dug in his pocket, pulled out a bloodied walkman, and held it out to the Survivor, âMassive distortions and loud percussion that stabs at your eardrums are so my shit.â
âGive it a listen. But remember to bring that walkman back or else youâre going to be my primary target in the next trial we have together.â
Oh how Iâve missed music...
Butterflies [Closed RP]
@abandoned-woodsman For a while, it had been difficult to act normally around the Saboteur. Dwight wasnât sure why. Every time he went to have a regular conversation with him, his words got stuck in his throat and his stutter began acting up worse than it usually did. No matter how much he tried to analyze it, he couldnât figure out an answer that would make sense to him. Maybe itâd pass with time. So he hoped, anyway. The last trial had been rough but they managed to get out alive. He had been checking on everyone just in case and making sure everyone got their wounds treated. When he approached Jake, he could feel that strange thing in his stomach again. Oh god, why? Swallowing, he offered the man an awkward smile. âH-hey. You doing alright?â Damn it, there he went again. âI mean... Uh. As alright as can be after that...â
