Ask And Roleplaying Blog For The Dead By Daylight Survivor Dwight Fairfield

SUP LITTLE BITCH BOY

RAAAAAAHHH

-Freddy

Sup pizzaface

Quentin hummed amusingly at lobo question as he watched the wolf drank.

"I'm not sure. Im surprised at myself for even being able to bounce back instead of deflating"

He chuckled and took a sip of its drink

"I keep looking out for hope that oneday I'll get out of here and be reunited with someone i love dearly.."

Quentin looks out into space for a bit then turned their attention to lobo once more

"Outlaw? What did you do to deserve such title?" he tilt it head slightly to the left

"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.

He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.

"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.

The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.

"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"

Quentin smiled softly and pressed his cheek to Lobo's head

'Holy fucking shit'

The teen buzzed with joy, there was truly nothing softer than lobo it seems.

He took notice of Lobo's tail wagging and let out a breathy chuckle

(I promise I didn't forget about this, I just suck at coming up with good lines to write, it's been years since I've lasted rp with someone sjsjs)

"Hi" came the deep, simple and rusty voice from the canine mouth of Lobo, staring at Quentin with his bright red eyes beneath the black hood of his poncho. He grinned, teeth flashing slightly while the wind brushed ghostly through his white fur.

He just found Quentin in the bar of Mount Ormond, leaning in the doorway, slightly leaned forward interested in the other one.

"May you want some company of the old wolf I am? I won't bite... probably." He asked with a vibrating voice.

The teenager looks in the direct on where the voice was heard. He slightly tilt his head.

"I dont mind if you join, if you bite I'll bite back bud" it chuckled. Looking into the fellows red eyes, "So where did you come from?"

Mun quentin here

Bcuz im dirt shit poor

Im opening commissions!! Just pm me here and tell me what youd like drawn!

Ofc With how my comms. work, youll need to send me half of the price (one part not being scammed, two part to give me motivation to get the commision done asap!)

I only have cashapp

👍

Mun here

Y'all wanted Steve x quentin?

No?

Too bad.

PRANKED BY MICHAEL MYERS?! -mun

Ooh, spooky~

**Click on picture to enlarge it!**

Because you guys liked the first one (wow thanks lol), here’s another birthday game.

I predict misery or good-fortune in your future…

RULES & INFO

Okay, Hello! These are just some quick rules and info bout this blog!

A quick intro, artist name is quentin (or poe as a nickname) and thats all you need to know bout the artist, you can ask the artist question (just say "Hey poe -insert ask here-"

MOVING ON FROM THAT!

About the blog

ITS AN ART BLOG WOOOO

16+ folks. There might be suggestive themes and ask but they wont EVER go into 18+ category

This is also a dbd and elm street blog,

You can ask for different characters to talk to BUT this is mainly a quentin blog!

You can ask for ships, but I ain't doing anything like freddy x nancy or x quentin, ya nasty

I will rp sometimes in this blog

INFO ON QUENTIN

Some info bout quentin in this blog

Quentin is 19 in this blog

5'8

He/they/it pronouns

Demiboy

Bisexual

ADHD and tism

A bit busy, so request are coming in slow (math exams</3)

So while yall wait for the ask to be drawn

I offer you

Mun vs muse

Two unders trans umbrella fellas

"If you don't like the nickname I can find you a new one" quentin chuckled as he rest his head ontop of his knees

"One part not being able to, other part of not wanting any night terrors, you know?" he smiled slightly

"Dwight, bigman if you will, how are you? How's life?" quentin leans on the log in front of the campfire

"Do you mind staying up with me? I kinda can't sleep... Not like I really did before hand"

The teen sat on the log with his legs close to his chest and chuck a piece of firewood into the center of the already lit makeshift fireplace

(Yippee interaction! -mun)

- @sleepy-quentin

The nickname earned Quentin a snort of a laugh and a crooked grin, "Bigman?? Since when?" Dwight settled onto the long next to the teen. Leaning forward so his elbows rested on his knees, head cocked slightly. "I've been doing good, man." The more open friendly expression traded for something a little more concerned, lines etching into his brow. "What's gotcha up ? Something going one or uh- just- not able to?"

Alr so some quick stuff from the mun quentin

I need to get my grades up or else im screwed

So i wont be as active (as if i was active??? Lmao)

You can still ask stuff itll just take longer than usual