Yes I Referenced A Base For Some Parts. But Yea Im On The Left--
yes i referenced a base for some parts. but yea im on the left--
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ya know itd be REALLLLL cool if someone sent an art ask bc i wanna draw but cant bc i have 0 inspiration in me rn
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propmts from reedsy.com
what fics im planning on writing.
19 with Darkiplier and Child! Reader
Requested by @chatmeow9 ! I don’t know if this is exactly what you meant but I loved writing this.
19. “I live in a dump with rat children.” From this prompt list! (!!PLATONIC!!)Darkiplier x Chaotic! Child! Reader
You all knew Darkiplier would be showing the new Egos around today. Wilford knew Dark would be showing around the new Egos today.
But here you all were.
Dark sighed in annoyance and gripped the bridge of his nose at the mess in front of him. Of course Wilford would do something like this. Of course he would blame it on you.
The TV was broken, confetti and other messes of items scattered across the floor, a few pillows had been cut up with the stuffing ripped out, and in the middle of it all laid You. Dark was appalled at the thought that Wilford Warfstache, an immortal being 100’s of years old, would blame this mess on you, a child.
A new ego by the name of Illinois seemed to find this hilarious. The others not so much.
“I hate to, to be rude, but, but um, is this uh um normal? N-Not that I’m, I’m judging if it is!” Eric Derekson, a new ego with more than a million anxieties, stuttered out. Dark sighed once more.
“I live in a dump with rat people,” Dark huffed, already thinking about all the stuff he had to say to William. Speak of the Devil and he shall come. . .
“DAMIEN! THAT CHILD! UGH THE CHILD IS A MONSTER!” the TV host seemed to be slightly disheveled and afraid while pointing at the so-called ‘monster’. Dark couldn’t believe how low Wil has stooped. To blame his mess on a 6 year old. A 6 year old! “Wilford, are you seriously trying to blame this. . . on a CHILD?” Dark asked, exasperated at his ‘friend’. Wil, on the other hand, seemed shocked and slightly pouty.
“You’re blaming this on ME? Augh! Why, I’d never! That brat is a full on demon, Dark!” Dark gave Wil a look of full on surprise. So, he really was blaming this on a poor kid. Dark rolled his eyes. “Wilford, if this mess isn’t cleaned up by the time I get back downstairs, I will throw you out of the house without your gun for 2 months,’” he threatened the pink mustached man, before walking over to you and lifting you up. “Hey, (Y/N). Let’s go put you in your room for now, alright?” you nodded your head and smiled. The idea that you would even misplace a pillow seemed surprising.
“Wha-- Da--” Wil started before abruptly stopping when Dark had glared. Dark turned his back to the crazed reporter as Wil whined. Dark motioned for the new egos to follow before he began heading upstairs.
You looked at Wil and grinned evilly. He pouted as you stuck your tongue out at him mockingly.
Wilford would you get you back for this. Even if it was the last thing he ever does!
a lil host doodle i did while changing my artstyle to something i feel more comfortable with < 3 no this isnt the stule either lmao