𝓐𝓵𝔀𝓪𝔂𝓼 𝓫𝓮𝓽 𝓸𝓷 𝓚𝓲𝓷𝓰.

Please read the rules before interacting || Ask box OPEN || Ask/RP blog for David King from Dead By Daylight || Text based || Mun is 18+, Muse is 35 || Blog is all ages|| NO NSFW ASKS || Dark, Depressing, and Triggering themes may be present || Multi-shipping ||

[manchester-brawler]

Taking the fattest hiatus on this blog. My David muse is just MIA and I'm emotionally overwhelmed 24/7 by college and I can't maintain this blog atm

[bloodgala]

What is this?

This is a roleplaying event themed as a gala. Everyone in the realm will be given new fancy cosmetics and set out to mingle, dance, and generally have a good time at an Entity organized gala.

When will this event run for?

It will run for all of September.

How do I participate?

A post will be made at the event’s start and after that you can make rp starters, post art, or send ask that have to do with the gala. Please tag all these things with #bloogala2021

Can I participate?

If you are within the Dead by Daylight roleplaying community you can participate. Just be sure you have reblogged this post so that I can follow you.

Is there a discord?

The discord link will be posted September 1st. Everyone is free to join to plot and share in the fun.

I have further questions.

If you have other questions that were not answered here feel free to send an ask to @bloodgala​

[bloodgala]

Blood Gala has started and the discord is up!

Feel free to join us!

https://discord.gg/X6VaUUAb9r

[manchester-brawler]

A tired chuckled was roused from the Brit, "Quen is a good kid, we don't talk much but that's 'cus most of the time 'es 'alf asleep on me. We ain't nothin' more than friends, maybe a siblin' relationship but that's 'bout it. But ye, 'e does sleep better near me but the kid sleeps better near anyone, not just me." @chaoticlovingdreamer

[manchester-brawler]

Hey david, how are you doing today?

"Tired and worn out. Trials 'ave been shit, more so than normal. But, it is what it is, ye? The campfires been quiet, but there 'as been chatter boutta new killer, sumin' boutta box and chains."

[manchester-brawler]

"I'm gonna write David stuff" proceeds to write more ji-woon/frank stuff as well as some nsfw ghostfrank

[papa-evershed]

[manchester-brawler]

Mun: Gotta be active on here again, lemme get my fucking clown noses in order and I'll start pumping out mini writings

[brinnygetsstabbed]

David crept through the trees quietly as he looked for any possible items he could take back. There had been a noticeable presence missing at the fire, but no one had wanted to speak up. The Brit kept his footsteps slow and quiet as he moved along, but he paused, ears straining as he heard quiet and relaxed breathing near him. A sad smile formed as he found himself couched over the small form of Brinley. Resting a hand on the young survivor's shoulder he gave her small frame a shake, "Oi, Brinny, s'time to wake up mate." [@manchester-brawler]

@manchester-brawler (hi friend owo)

The small survivor has been in a coma for what could be considered days now, somehow still safe within the bounds of survivor territory. After all that time spent burning energy as an Entity- an event of which Brinley doesn’t remember- her body has simply had enough. The rest is desperately needed.

Though when she’s gently shaken from slumber, Brin responds with a slight frown and a murmur, shifting in place to get more comfortable. It’s now she realizes the spot she’s in isn’t exactly comfortable to begin with, pulling an annoyed grumble from her lungs. Blinking her eyes open, she’s hit with confusion first. Where is she? Who is- oh, it’s David! The girl gives him a lopsided and dopey smile, still feeling extremely sluggish, “Hi.” She’s just happy to see him. 

[brinnygetsstabbed]

Brin gives David a confused blink, though quickly realizing he’s giving his jacket to her once it’s on her shoulders. It’s surprisingly heavy, and the kid’s practically swimming in it. A perk of being small.

The idea of walking after just waking up from what feels like a week of sleep is probably not a good one, so she answers his question simply, “Carry?” Maybe she can fall back asleep on the way to the camp. A perfect plan.

[manchester-brawler]

Continued from here

"Alright, 'ere we go then," The Brit let out an amused huff before swiftly scooping the younger into his arms before getting himself back on his feet. David tried his best to hold the girl in the least uncomfortable way before he started his trek towards the campfire.

Hopefully, it would be a smooth walk.

[manchester-brawler]

Why are you going out of your way to help the skunk? Just leave her in the woods, there's no point in bothering with that weakling

David scoffed as his face scrunched in disgust, "Because that isn't 'ow the world works. Whe'her ya wanna believe it or not, everyone 'as strengths even Bring. And I ain't ever leavin' a teammate, let alone a friend, behind."

[brinnygetsstabbed]

David crept through the trees quietly as he looked for any possible items he could take back. There had been a noticeable presence missing at the fire, but no one had wanted to speak up. The Brit kept his footsteps slow and quiet as he moved along, but he paused, ears straining as he heard quiet and relaxed breathing near him. A sad smile formed as he found himself couched over the small form of Brinley. Resting a hand on the young survivor's shoulder he gave her small frame a shake, "Oi, Brinny, s'time to wake up mate." [@manchester-brawler]

@manchester-brawler (hi friend owo)

The small survivor has been in a coma for what could be considered days now, somehow still safe within the bounds of survivor territory. After all that time spent burning energy as an Entity- an event of which Brinley doesn’t remember- her body has simply had enough. The rest is desperately needed.

Though when she’s gently shaken from slumber, Brin responds with a slight frown and a murmur, shifting in place to get more comfortable. It’s now she realizes the spot she’s in isn’t exactly comfortable to begin with, pulling an annoyed grumble from her lungs. Blinking her eyes open, she’s hit with confusion first. Where is she? Who is- oh, it’s David! The girl gives him a lopsided and dopey smile, still feeling extremely sluggish, “Hi.” She’s just happy to see him. 

[manchester-brawler]

The Manc huffed as he dropped to rest on one knee, running a rough and bruised hand through the girl's hair to clear it of debris.

David smiled back, tight lines forming beside his eyes as his eyes narrowed. "How ya feelin' there kiddo? Need some 'elp up, ya?" The goofy smile on her face was enough to give it away she was kinda out of it. "Come on, this ain't the best place for ya to be takin' a snooze."

[brinnygetsstabbed]

For a moment Brin’s eyes blink closed again, happy to be patted back to sleep, but apparently that’s not the plan- or maybe it is, just not here? Yeah, not here, but at the campfire... Or.. A campfire. Before the girl responds, she uncurls from a ball to take a moment to stretch, aiming her limbs off to the side as to not hit the brit.

Yawning, she finally sits up slowly, making it blindingly obvious that she does indeed need help getting up, “Mmm’feelin okey, kinda sleepy.” She answers lazily, “A help would be nice.” There’s no possible way she can walk yet.

[manchester-brawler]

A chuckle rumbled in David's chest at the girl's response, "Alright, let's sit ya up then." With gentle hands the Brit guided the smaller survivor to an upwards position, dusting them off as he went. "One-second 'ere l, darlin." Strong shoulders shrugged off the heavy and worn coat from its perch, only to fit it around the other's small frame.

"Ya want me to carry ya or just 'elp ya walk? I can do both but I need to know which you'd prefer.l before I just scoop you up and spool you.

[brinnygetsstabbed]

David crept through the trees quietly as he looked for any possible items he could take back. There had been a noticeable presence missing at the fire, but no one had wanted to speak up. The Brit kept his footsteps slow and quiet as he moved along, but he paused, ears straining as he heard quiet and relaxed breathing near him. A sad smile formed as he found himself couched over the small form of Brinley. Resting a hand on the young survivor's shoulder he gave her small frame a shake, "Oi, Brinny, s'time to wake up mate." [@manchester-brawler]

@manchester-brawler (hi friend owo)

The small survivor has been in a coma for what could be considered days now, somehow still safe within the bounds of survivor territory. After all that time spent burning energy as an Entity- an event of which Brinley doesn’t remember- her body has simply had enough. The rest is desperately needed.

Though when she’s gently shaken from slumber, Brin responds with a slight frown and a murmur, shifting in place to get more comfortable. It’s now she realizes the spot she’s in isn’t exactly comfortable to begin with, pulling an annoyed grumble from her lungs. Blinking her eyes open, she’s hit with confusion first. Where is she? Who is- oh, it’s David! The girl gives him a lopsided and dopey smile, still feeling extremely sluggish, “Hi.” She’s just happy to see him. 

[manchester-brawler]

The Manc huffed as he dropped to rest on one knee, running a rough and bruised hand through the girl's hair to clear it of debris.

David smiled back, tight lines forming beside his eyes as his eyes narrowed. "How ya feelin' there kiddo? Need some 'elp up, ya?" The goofy smile on her face was enough to give it away she was kinda out of it. "Come on, this ain't the best place for ya to be takin' a snooze."

[manchester-brawler]

Im going to drown myself in hopes of David King saving me with his new fucking sexy ass skin. So yeah, Im going to drown but like sexily

[toe-grinder616-deactivated20190]

[note-a-bear]

@blackberryshawty

[blackwoolncrown]

Good fucking content.

[cyberbug9000]

Can anyone write a description? Tnx

[trash-slvt]

audio description: 

[the man has a heavy russian accent]

[reading from phone]: how come they’re the strongest in the world but they dont have abs?” Abs is not the sign of power. its...just the sign that not eat enough! [big goofy chuckle]

[maybeanoldblog]

We do have to stan

[siderealsandman]

The irony is that powerlifters/strongmen have to have the most insanely strong core just to keep getting snapped in half. Like when you're pressing 300lbs over your head, your abdominal/lower back muscles better be thick enough to protect your spine. Six packs are not signs of abdominal strength; they are only signs of low body-fat percentage. That's literally it.

[rpcmasterlist-deactivated202105]

Reblog this post if you are part of the Dead by Daylight RPC. There will be a separate post for the original charmed. Please list whether you are canon, oc or verse as well as if you are single muse or multi muse and you will be added to the list! If you do not follow the instructions listed, you will not be added to the list.

link to masterlist

[sphinxmemesmusings]

Relationship Headcanons

💕 + a character: Under which circumstance would your muse fall in love with them? 😘 + a character: How could they get your muse to like them more than they already do? 💔 + a character: What must they do to ruin their relationship? ⚡ + a character: How would they get your muse angry at them? 🍃 + a character: What would they have to do to get your muse to be more trusting towards them? ✨ + a character: What must happen for your character to get involved with mine?

[bloody-mixtapes]

This seems kinda fun so I’m gonna do this both on here and on @manchester-brawler

[manchester-brawler]

Mikkel quietly stares at David from across the camp. He seems like he wants to interact, but he can't figure out a single thing to say.

David turned and blinked a few times at Mikkel before cocking his head in curiosity as well as interest.  His lips curled into a gentle smile, an invitation for the survivor to come when he’s ready to. 

[manchester-brawler]

"hey David, you got any toolboxes you can spare? I lost my last one last trial, and I gotta do some weird challenge" Quentin asked after he came over with a small yawn, seeming as tired as usual.

[ @bitchletmesleep ]

David looked up and gave the other a closed mouth smile and nodded, “I do in fact ‘ave some toolboxes, what kind are ya lookin’ for?”  The Brit grunted as he pushed himself up to his feet, still sore from his previous trial. @bitchletmesleep