#dwight fairfield dbd

[jthezombshark]

I got too lazy to draw it

[metalichotchoco]

Perfect victim

[systemofkatz]

Dwake.

[itsxcowboyrocksteady]

Eternally wishing that I could date Dwight Fairfield.

Give him hugs and kisses.

Tell him how wonderful, and brave, and clever, and loved he is.

Hear his little moans, sighs, whimpers, gasps during sex.

Get a place together.

Support each other.

Get married and maybe get a couple of pets.

Make each other super happy.

Getting to see him smile and hear him laugh...

Anyway, the Dwight brainrot is real bad lately 😭

Send help. And snacks.

[rosevilleain]

Hello! I'm rosevilleain (pronounced "rose villain"). If you're wondering why I didn't just make the username "rosevillain," it was taken already by someone for non-DBD purposes, and I've kept the name consistent everywhere else I'm signed up for (links below). Besides, this means I actually got the name everywhere I signed up 😆

For sake of ease, you can call me Danny, after the character I'm obviously basing my whole aesthetic around.

I don't ever feel comfortable listing my exact age (tbh, that's not exactly a good idea to do, anyway, and idk when that became the norm for people to do) so I'll just tell you I'm in my 30s. Which is why I'd prefer it if minors DNI. That, and I might occasionally post, reblog, or discuss NSFW stuff, so that wouldn't be appropriate. If you're not 18+, please respect my boundaries on this. I play both Killer and Survivor fairly equally. My main characters are Ghost Face (duh) and Dwight Fairfield respectively.

I'm starting all of this to talk about DBD; the good, the bad, and the ugly. As someone who plays both roles, I don't care about "this game is [role]-sided" arguments and, quite frankly, I'm tired of hearing that because there's good and bad for each and, at the end of the day, there are loads of things that should be reworked to better balance the game. So, whereas I'd love to have discussions and "hang out" with other DBD enthusiasts, please try not to do this in my comments 🙏🏻

I'd say I'm pretty average at this game, and I won't pretend that I know how things should be fixed gameplay-wise, but I'll give opinions or ask questions where I feel the need to.

Other than that, I'm pretty friendly and easily excited about the stuff I like lol. You can use he/him/his or they/them/theirs as my pronouns.

I hope to see you in the Fog!

Links:

Hell Site (formerly bird app)

Bluesky

Instagram

YouTube

TikTok

Reddit

[nomziebean]

[snowsupply]

Animated that one scene from Prey but with Trapper

[irimori]

I cant stop drawing this nasty fucker.

[ghostie-goo]

The previews just ended 🍿🍫

[jthezombshark]

Hoping nobody’s done this yet

Here’s another version

[metalichotchoco]

Wrapped in your gaze

[unknownkona]

what's that puppet boy? / i'm not a freak like you!

[systemofkatz]

aftermath of the first drawing

[itsxcowboyrocksteady]

[Answer for @paintedteddy]

Click here for the last text with this particular contact 📱

Click here to see characters and how to participate ❤️

Ormond was cold, and the snow was wet, no matter how artificial it all was. Especially since Dwight wasn't wearing shoes. And his socks were soaked through from the snow.

He hated not knowing where he was going beforehand.

He worked on his generator as fast as he possibly could while keeping an eye out for The Pig. Amanda was one of Dwight's least favorite Killers to face. Her traps scared him more than many other things in this realm.

Nea crawled over to the generator that Dwight was working on and started helping him with it. As they worked, Dwight felt the phone vibrate in the pocket of his sweatpants. He had forgotten all about it, but he had decided to keep it on him at all times. Still, it had felt like a long while since he got that first message, and he was sure no others would ever get sent again.

Unfortunately, this meant that the sensation startled him and he accidentally crossed the wrong two wires, causing the generator to blow and spark.

"You asshole!" Nea cursed at him. However, she didn't have long to berate him like she had wanted to.

Amanda's growl was heard from behind them and the chase was on. Nea tried to push Dwight so the Killer would get to him, instead, but Amanda dropped the chase from Dwight altogether.

Dwight watched as Nea kept looping The Pig. He decided to use this opportunity to find a corner behind a rock and look at the phone.

ID: paintedteddy

I got it!

Dwight stared at the message in shock. He couldn't believe he got a response! He poked his head out from behind the rock to check on the situation with Nea. Seeing that she was still keeping Amanda busy, he hid again and opened the text app.

He paused for a moment, unsure what to write. After thinking about it for a few seconds, he began to type, 'Oh, great! May I ask who you're trying to reach?'

Another pause. He wasn't sure he should leave it at that, worried that whomever this was would stop replying if they knew he wasn't the right person. He began to type again, finishing the message.

Oh, great! May I ask who this is or who you're trying to reach? I got a new phone and I don't have everyone's contact info so I don't recognize this number.

It wasn't technically a lie. This was a new phone to him and he didn't know who he was talking to.

Just as Dwight hit the send button, he heard Nea shout as she hit the ground. He put the phone back in his pocket and readied himself to go for the rescue.

[crunchsoup]

white man experiences The Horrors

[nomziebean]

y'all know Blu from the Rio movie

That's my Dwight voice headcannon

Don't ask