BIG DICK DAVEY

"Are ya' fuckin' kiddin' me!?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

⭑ ★ ⭑ remake of th' shitty intro post ⭑ ★ ⭑

Why hello there!!! uhhhh m restartin this rp blog f y cant tell cuz why not? s fun

basic info:

-mod + dave go by he/him (<- daves intersex tho he just prefers he/him)

-call me mod knife on ere or y can call me bill (my names dave too but bill just so theres no fuckin' confusion)

-theres no set ship anymore unless further said (Davesport -> multishipper pipeline/hj)

-uh i think majority of this s just gonna be shit posts or me fuckin round w otha blogs. feel free t ask but i die rlly often

-ill probably update this more f needed. please int f y want i love bein fuckin stupid, all of this s for fun n none of its really serious (at least at th time m writin this. m not like. 100% ic either n shit too)

All three Daves are on ere!!

I should start to tag them with like "Davetrap" "Flipside Dave" "Dave" n all o that now so. no more confusion f i didnt do that <- doesnt want t look at old posts

anyways this s just for fun. again this blog s just a shitty place for me t fuck round n have fun n none o its serious unless stated so💝

[daveyaps]

hnhgn announceme

SUP CHAT!! uhhh BAD NEWS, i might be takin a break from discord forra bit for my own shit!! (my fuckin grades are crashin n i do not wanna deal w that bs)

butttt GOOD NEWS! i might still be on tumblr n some other new shit!!

so t get it outta th' way, my rp blogs ( @thecrypticphone69, @kiddinstrangler420, @v1theultrafuckening and @number1waiter ) are either all gonna move to one blog or smth like that, just so it might be a (little??) easier for me!!

So, maybe bad news but 'th blogs are either gonna be deleted (or archived) so!!! but their not dead!! just movin to more collective home!! (AND there might be some other characters!! that or i might get rid of two characters that were previously rp blogs (i lost interest n some of th fandoms,,))

Also, i might start postin art again since m off discord?? my dms WILL still be open tho!! (discord and tumblr) but i might not respond to dms as quick or fast, same w asks sadly!!!

also the blog might get a remake?? now sure yet but i might finally move onto some other socials too (im already workin on a spacehey n might go to bluesky(??))

so yeah!!! shit might still be th same, I'm still the same dave but just some stuffs bein moved :) hope yall will stick around!!

tags for ppl i mainly talk on discord to btw

@jackfitzkennedy @theartshift @pineapplesoda n more!!! <333 love y all, y guys just (y can read th rest f y want but thats just rp shit) relates t discord <3 also my other mooties HIII YES I DIDNT FORGET YA HELLOOOO^^<3

[askscottcawthon]

[askscottcawthon]

(Y kno, i think i was gonna hold back from interjectin but i saw peter 'ere n i was like fuck it. sorry for buggin th blog sm EUGH 😭, promise m not normally like this!!! @kiddinstrangler420)

Dave's head peeks up from the corner he had been in, snorting to himself as he watches the duo of phone fucks fight in the distance. He's still playing with.. a bone he "somehow" got, thank ya' anon, as he sat back and just watched this bullshit unfold.

"Y'kno, Phoney, y' makin' it seem like bein' a DILF 's a bad thing!" Dave points out, point the sharp bone if Steven's direction slightly, the aubergine man leaning against the wall. "I mean- I'd fuckin' KILL t' have this many bitches bein' this down bad 'f i was a fuckin' phone-fuck like y! I mean- y got so many, n y can't even kiss properly? C'mon!"

"Oh come off it, Dave! I don't have any kids. I mean, the fake ones count don't they? But I don't even KNOW those phone heads- my point still stands-! Also. Hi Dave."

Steven shifted in place, tilting his head over at the purple corpse whilst his dial spins uncontrollably.

[kiddinstrangler420]

"What's up, bro!" Dave chirps, giving a little wave at the both of them-- i mean more so at Peter, but in this case he couldn't really only wave to one without waving to the other.

"So 're we just torturin' phoney 'bout bein' a DILF? 's this what 's all 'bout?" Dave asks, nibbling a little bit on the bone. "Not that 'm fuckin' opposed, m all up for harrassin' any 'o yall!"

[askscottcawthon]

"For the LAST time. I am NOT a DILF. I do NOT have kids, and I am NOT F-FUCKABLE. Many would argue otherwise, Stevie. PETER SO HELP ME GOD-"

Steven began tussling with himself, specifically his phone head- almost to imitate a fight between him and the voice in his head. Dave could only sit and watch as Steven's hands slapped each other and his phonehead pathetically.

[kiddinstrangler420]

Dave just kind of sits back and watches, biting on the bone still but not really trying to harm it, more like a subconscious fidget. He's more so just trying to occupy himself, but the tussle seems to entertain him.

"'m bettin' on Phoney for this one." Which one? We'll never know.. probably.

[speak-to-roger]

Dave’s talking about the Steven sitting on the floor over there my dude

“Thank you for, uh, actually being helpful. I- It’s surprisingly appreciated..”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"What'dya mean? 'm very fuckin' 'elpful!"

[speak-to-roger]

“And my head isn’t a phone.”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"Well that hurt."

[speak-to-roger]

Dave’s talking about the Steven sitting on the floor over there my dude

“Thank you for, uh, actually being helpful. I- It’s surprisingly appreciated..”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"What'dya mean? 'm very fuckin' 'elpful!"

[askscottcawthon]

(Y kno, i think i was gonna hold back from interjectin but i saw peter 'ere n i was like fuck it. sorry for buggin th blog sm EUGH 😭, promise m not normally like this!!! @kiddinstrangler420)

Dave's head peeks up from the corner he had been in, snorting to himself as he watches the duo of phone fucks fight in the distance. He's still playing with.. a bone he "somehow" got, thank ya' anon, as he sat back and just watched this bullshit unfold.

"Y'kno, Phoney, y' makin' it seem like bein' a DILF 's a bad thing!" Dave points out, point the sharp bone if Steven's direction slightly, the aubergine man leaning against the wall. "I mean- I'd fuckin' KILL t' have this many bitches bein' this down bad 'f i was a fuckin' phone-fuck like y! I mean- y got so many, n y can't even kiss properly? C'mon!"

"Oh come off it, Dave! I don't have any kids. I mean, the fake ones count don't they? But I don't even KNOW those phone heads- my point still stands-! Also. Hi Dave."

Steven shifted in place, tilting his head over at the purple corpse whilst his dial spins uncontrollably.

[kiddinstrangler420]

"What's up, bro!" Dave chirps, giving a little wave at the both of them-- i mean more so at Peter, but in this case he couldn't really only wave to one without waving to the other.

"So 're we just torturin' phoney 'bout bein' a DILF? 's this what 's all 'bout?" Dave asks, nibbling a little bit on the bone. "Not that 'm fuckin' opposed, m all up for harrassin' any 'o yall!"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…is your nickname true?

"'s it? ;)"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…would ice help?

"Naaaah... It'll be all good.. just fuckin' annoyed.." Dave grumbles, before he hears a sudden crash in the background.

( @speak-to-roger ) Dave blinks and his head snaps in the direction of the crash, shouting a loud "GAH!" in surprise at the sound.

"Phoney? Th' fuck're y' doin' 'ere!?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s not up yet, but it DOES audibly groan upon hearing Dave. Probably one of the worst people(?) to land up face-planted in front of.

“Hell if I know.. D- Did you NOT just watch me fall from the sky? Do you think I’m here willingly?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"...Dunno!" He shrugs, continuing to fiddle with.. a bone. Totally just a regular bone, nuthin to it. Don't ask. Please don't fuckin' ask. You don't want to know. Trust me.

"Are y? I don't have a fuckin' clue anymore, Phoney! My mind fuckin' scrambled right now n i don't wanna put it togetha- i mean, who knows? Y could just be a part of my imagination! Same with Stevie wonda's from before! who fuckin knows?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s finally standing up! So that’s good. Its tail wraps around his legs before it replies.

“No. I’m not here willingly. I- I don’t know why I’m here in the first place! I’m also not a figment of your imagination. I’m real. I assure you.”

“I- Is that a bone..?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"..Huh! So 'm I th' only one that came 'ere t' annoy Phoney willin'ly?" Dave huffed, just casually fidgetting with the bone in his hand until Roger mentioned it.

He hid it behind his back, sitting up more straight- which he probably didn't need to do seeing as he was already tall as fuck in the begining, but still.

"What'dya mean?"

[speak-to-roger]

“Which phone? There are too many of us to just KNOW which one you are talking about off the bat. Additionally, I can SEE the bone behind your back. Y- You aren’t hiding it well at all!”

His tail thrashed slightly. It is slightly mad. Just a little. Mostly because he doesn’t know where he is or why.

[kiddinstrangler420]

"Y'kno, Phoneface!" Dave says, as if anyone knows who hes talking about- and by anyone I mean Roger. "Th' guy witha phone forra head?"

[speak-to-roger]

“You ARE aware there are multiple of us, correct?”

He gestures at itself as an example.

[kiddinstrangler420]

Dave smirks at Roger's answer, leaning back against the wall slyly. He extends his one hand a little, pointing along with his words. "I kno, I kno! 'm talkin' bout phoney, not y!"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…would ice help?

"Naaaah... It'll be all good.. just fuckin' annoyed.." Dave grumbles, before he hears a sudden crash in the background.

( @speak-to-roger ) Dave blinks and his head snaps in the direction of the crash, shouting a loud "GAH!" in surprise at the sound.

"Phoney? Th' fuck're y' doin' 'ere!?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s not up yet, but it DOES audibly groan upon hearing Dave. Probably one of the worst people(?) to land up face-planted in front of.

“Hell if I know.. D- Did you NOT just watch me fall from the sky? Do you think I’m here willingly?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"...Dunno!" He shrugs, continuing to fiddle with.. a bone. Totally just a regular bone, nuthin to it. Don't ask. Please don't fuckin' ask. You don't want to know. Trust me.

"Are y? I don't have a fuckin' clue anymore, Phoney! My mind fuckin' scrambled right now n i don't wanna put it togetha- i mean, who knows? Y could just be a part of my imagination! Same with Stevie wonda's from before! who fuckin knows?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s finally standing up! So that’s good. Its tail wraps around his legs before it replies.

“No. I’m not here willingly. I- I don’t know why I’m here in the first place! I’m also not a figment of your imagination. I’m real. I assure you.”

“I- Is that a bone..?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"..Huh! So 'm I th' only one that came 'ere t' annoy Phoney willin'ly?" Dave huffed, just casually fidgetting with the bone in his hand until Roger mentioned it.

He hid it behind his back, sitting up more straight- which he probably didn't need to do seeing as he was already tall as fuck in the begining, but still.

"What'dya mean?"

[speak-to-roger]

“Which phone? There are too many of us to just KNOW which one you are talking about off the bat. Additionally, I can SEE the bone behind your back. Y- You aren’t hiding it well at all!”

His tail thrashed slightly. It is slightly mad. Just a little. Mostly because he doesn’t know where he is or why.

[kiddinstrangler420]

"Y'kno, Phoneface!" Dave says, as if anyone knows who hes talking about- and by anyone I mean Roger. "Th' guy witha phone forra head?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…would ice help?

"Naaaah... It'll be all good.. just fuckin' annoyed.." Dave grumbles, before he hears a sudden crash in the background.

( @speak-to-roger ) Dave blinks and his head snaps in the direction of the crash, shouting a loud "GAH!" in surprise at the sound.

"Phoney? Th' fuck're y' doin' 'ere!?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s not up yet, but it DOES audibly groan upon hearing Dave. Probably one of the worst people(?) to land up face-planted in front of.

“Hell if I know.. D- Did you NOT just watch me fall from the sky? Do you think I’m here willingly?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"...Dunno!" He shrugs, continuing to fiddle with.. a bone. Totally just a regular bone, nuthin to it. Don't ask. Please don't fuckin' ask. You don't want to know. Trust me.

"Are y? I don't have a fuckin' clue anymore, Phoney! My mind fuckin' scrambled right now n i don't wanna put it togetha- i mean, who knows? Y could just be a part of my imagination! Same with Stevie wonda's from before! who fuckin knows?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s finally standing up! So that’s good. Its tail wraps around his legs before it replies.

“No. I’m not here willingly. I- I don’t know why I’m here in the first place! I’m also not a figment of your imagination. I’m real. I assure you.”

“I- Is that a bone..?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"..Huh! So 'm I th' only one that came 'ere t' annoy Phoney willin'ly?" Dave huffed, just casually fidgetting with the bone in his hand until Roger mentioned it.

He hid it behind his back, sitting up more straight- which he probably didn't need to do seeing as he was already tall as fuck in the begining, but still.

"What'dya mean?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…would ice help?

"Naaaah... It'll be all good.. just fuckin' annoyed.." Dave grumbles, before he hears a sudden crash in the background.

( @speak-to-roger ) Dave blinks and his head snaps in the direction of the crash, shouting a loud "GAH!" in surprise at the sound.

"Phoney? Th' fuck're y' doin' 'ere!?"

[speak-to-roger]

He’s not up yet, but it DOES audibly groan upon hearing Dave. Probably one of the worst people(?) to land up face-planted in front of.

“Hell if I know.. D- Did you NOT just watch me fall from the sky? Do you think I’m here willingly?”

[kiddinstrangler420]

"...Dunno!" He shrugs, continuing to fiddle with.. a bone. Totally just a regular bone, nuthin to it. Don't ask. Please don't fuckin' ask. You don't want to know. Trust me.

"Are y? I don't have a fuckin' clue anymore, Phoney! My mind fuckin' scrambled right now n i don't wanna put it togetha- i mean, who knows? Y could just be a part of my imagination! Same with Stevie wonda's from before! who fuckin knows?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

…would ice help?

"Naaaah... It'll be all good.. just fuckin' annoyed.." Dave grumbles, before he hears a sudden crash in the background.

( @speak-to-roger ) Dave blinks and his head snaps in the direction of the crash, shouting a loud "GAH!" in surprise at the sound.

"Phoney? Th' fuck're y' doin' 'ere!?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

sorry yeah that was mean you (probably) didn’t deserve that

"Ugh.. Now my fuckin' face hurts, y prick!!!"

[kiddinstrangler420]

*punches you*

"Ow??? Fuckin' rude!?"

[kiddinstrangler420]

I dunno, but it fucking slaps, used the 1-hr loop to finish my essay today :D

"Huh!!! That's fuckin' neat, aint it? I'm a fuckin celebrity! Enough so t where i got my own fuckin' theme song!" okay dave, where did you get celebrity from buddy.

[kiddinstrangler420]

haha yeah

your theme song slaps btw :p

"My what? I mean, why thank ya anon! But my what? I gotta theme song? 'm I really that much offa hero? orra villain? I mean- that's fuckin' sick!"