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You say you can give me anything? Bring me more tissues you anaglyphic fool
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have a quick darkiplier because I’m sick and I blame him
You say you can give me anything? Bring me more tissues you anaglyphic fool
hello, hello, i’m starting goretober even tho i am sure i won’t get to the end.
Hey just realized that Dark and Wilford both possibly have access to their own pocket dimensions and if you know anything about pocket dimensions they could possibly do anything and everything they want in there. Summon anything, turn into anything, have any powers, anything they fucking want as long as your in their little dimension.
This dark place we always see Dark in? It could be his pocket dimension. He has full control he summons a tablet with food on it. It’s like a pocket dimension.
This place in adwm. fucking… it’s wilford colors, we have a weird transition there, will’s just a head… weird music. floating clocks and question marks. That seems like his own little dimension he has full control of
“Welcome to my world!”
Vampire Dark~?
These are lyrics taken from hozier’s 2014 album , “ hozier ” . these were requested by an anon , These are not direct lyrics and have been adjusted to be more personal between muses . note : the songs “ sedated ” , “ It will come back ” , “ foreigner’s god ” and “ cherry wine ” are not present .
Take me to church :
You’ve got humour, you’re the giggle at a funeral.
You know everybody’s disapproval.
If the heavens ever did speak, you’re the last true mouthpiece.
Every Sunday’s getting more bleak.
We were born sick, you heard them say it.
The only heaven I’ll be sent is is when I’m alone with you.
Command me to be well, amen, amen, amen!
Offer me that deathless death.
Angel of small death & The codeine scene :
No more alone or myself could I be.
No shortage of sordid, no protests from me.
With your sweetened breath, and your tongue so mean.
Feeling more human and hooked on their skin.
I lay my heart down to rest at your feet.
Wonder if it’s better now, having survived.
Defeat the sweet heat of their breath in my mouth.
I’m alive.
Jackie and Wilson :
So tired, trying to see from behind the red in my eyes.
No better version of me I could pretend to be tonight.
For reasons wretched and divine.
Laughing away through my feeble disguise
And Lord you found me just in time
‘Cause with my mid-youth crisis all said and done
I need to be youthfully felt 'cause God I never felt young
Lord it’d be great to find a place to escape sometime
Someone new :
Go and take this the wrong way.
You knew who I was with every step that I ran to you.
Electing strange perfections in any stranger I choose.
Would things be easier if there was a right way?
Honey, there is no right way.
There’s an art to life’s distraction.
I wake at the first cringe of the morning.
And my heart’s already sinned.
To be alone :
Never feel too good in crowds.
All I’ve ever done is hide.
I feel like a person for a moment of my life.
But you don’t know what hell you put me through.
I know that you hate this place.
Not a trace of me would argue.
Honey, we should run away, oh, someday.
But I don’t know what else that I would give.
From Eden :
There’s something tragic about you.
Something so magic about you.
Something so wholesome about you.
Get closer to me.
There’s something lonesome about you.
No tired sighs, no rolling eyes.
I slithered here from Eden.
You’re familiar like my mirror years ago.
In a week :
I have never known peace like the damp grass that yields to me.
A thousand teeth and yours among them, I know.
Thrown here or found, to freeze or to thaw.
I’d be home with you.
We’ll lay here for years or for hours.
After the insects have made their claim.
After the foxes have known our taste.
After the raven has had his say.
Work song :
Is that the kinda way to face the burning heat?
I’m so full of love I could barely eat.
You give me toothaches just from kissing me.
Lay me gently in the cold dark earth.
No grave can hold my body down.
I didn’t care much how long I lived.
You never asked me once about the wrong I did.
I’ll crawl home to you.
Like real people do :
What did you bury?
Those hands pulled me from the earth.
I will not ask you where you came from.
We should just kiss like real people do.
So, I will not ask you why you were creeping.
In some sad way, I already know.
I will not ask you where you came from
Honey, just put your sweet lips on my lips.
Angry man
Two different looks…I L O V E I T
Same line.
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can you draw an insane wilford :0
Just felt like doing some more older requests again :V
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@dualstache // (X)
“There you are, darling.” Look at Reese, she’s going absolutely nuts for that little cupcake. He’s happy to give it to her, followed by a gentle pat atop her head before Dark’s attention turns to her father. His hand grasps Wilford’s in return, fingers lacing with just... one more kiss. Maybe one more until he moves to Wil’s free side.
“Of course, I’d love to,” he says softly, with just the softest squeeze to Wilford’s hand. Alright, maybe he can’t stop looking at Wilford’s costume. It looks.. fantastic, actually, for as little there is for it. Dark might just have to lean in, a little nip to Wilford’s ear before he murmurs. “So. How low does that zipper go..?”
Change, it’s inevitable.
Ya’ll notice Dark has a very specific speech pattern. I’ve noticed this with people who like to make Dark edits of Mark and while they are awesome they can’t exactly be the same as when it’s really Dark. Even if you get the editing to a tee, it’s still just Mark. When Mark goes into his Dark voice it’s lower, soft, growly. Everyword is drawn out, spaced and over pronounced. Like he’s carefully choosing each and every word before he says it. And even then there’s a slight accent, perhaps from trying to over pronouncing things to an extreme, it sounds almost regal or too fancy. Old timey like Damien.