MOVED TO psychotichearted!!
since i got to 400 followers here time to moVE !!!!!
MOVING SOON
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Serial killer: *pushes me against a wall, puts a knife to my throat*
Me: "Mm, fuck yes, cut me, kill me, do it!"
Serial killer: *blinks* "...what?"
Me: "Cut me, you fucker!"
four.......... hundred......... followers.......????????
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apologizing for the spam this blog will become when that fucking video is uploaded…….
I lied I made @wilfcrdwcrfstacheismydaddy so I can flip my sHIT
apologizing for the spam this blog will become when that fucking video is uploaded.......
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annouNCER VOICE
oh hi! didn’t see you there. i have a question! have you ever craved a MANIPULATIVE and KING GEORGE III-ish type KING muse? one what would gladly use your pretty little ass like a fleshlight? bOY do i have the man for you!
Samuel Andrew Jameson, thats who!
give this sweet sweet text post a like/reblog if interested in writing with such a FOUL king.
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mark-doom-deactivated20201031
I will protect all my friends that are smol
But especially @ezzrydoo
rainbowiisms
ditto
bREATHES iN
boY
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reblog if frisk is ur favorite
QUICK REF SHEET || MUN AND MUSE EDITION!
TAGGED BY: I STOLE IT PFFFF- RULES: Tag 10 of your followers that you want to know better!
muse:
NAME: Ezra John du Motier / Wilford Warfstache NICKNAME: Ezzy, Wil, Wilfy ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus. GENDER: Gender Fluid FAVOURITE COLOR: Pink & Black. AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 30 mins at b EST LAST THING YOU GOOGLED: will jesus still love me if i have a gun kink? HEIGHT: 5′4″
mun:
NAME: Frisk(y baguette belle) NICKNAME: Frisky, Belle, Bella ZODIAC SIGN: Taurus GENDER: Agender FAVORITE COLOR: Pink !!!!!!! AVERAGE HOURS OF SLEEP: 35 hours LAST THING YOU GOOGLED: poc friendly psd HEIGHT: 5′0″
TAGGING: anyone?
wilford voice: whatta fu ck
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“....you can’t tell me you don’t cry over me when the night gets dark cold... and dear ‘ol daddy ain’t there to... hold you...” his voice was a mere purr in the tense air. his dark eyes didn’t look at him as much as they picked him apart. he wouldn’t admit it... he’d never admit it. but god... did wilford miss the feeling of a warm, soft, body in his arms. a million one night stands could not replace glitch. but he was too blind to see that.
@iam-glitchiplier
blood smearing across his face, the red coating his lips, his teeth. though somehow, his smile remained in tact as he stood up... fingers curling around the front of glitch’s dress. shoving his shoulders back into the concrete wall, holding him there securely, eyes flashing with a certain dark light “but... thats not true is it?” a faint laugh “you miss the way i treated you... or at least you did when i fucked you...” a snort. a mockery of glitch’s voice “oh PLEASE use me daddy!... mmmm baby i know everything about you... from the way you move to the mannerisms of your speak, i know you...”