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It was an accident I swear.

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It was an accident I swear.

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Reblog if you want Pinkiplier to be revealed in a Warfstache sketch

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💥🔫Warfstache🔫💥

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Okay!!! Hi, mun for Morniingshift, Bloodfadestopink, and Welcometogoogleirl here! Don’t know if you noticed, but my URL is slightly different!! This is because I’m gonna make all these blogs main blogs instead of side blogs!! They are under the same URL as above if you wanna go follow them now! The only thing is is that they aren’t done just yet, I’ll get them done this weekend!

Oh, and Bloodfadestopink isn’t even made yet, so don’t try that one just yet. I’ll post on “Bloodfades” when it’s made!!

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bloodfadestopink | V:  hold on. | wilford cheats on willa verse basically

“you’re the apple to my pie. you’re the straw to my berry. you’re the smoke to my high. and you’re the one I want to marry.”

“if only that was true.”

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Quick Warfstache doodle

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wilfordswarfstache:

Willa hadn’t slept well since she discovered what happened. Honestly she couldn’t believe she could sleep in the same bed with him. Images of what he did flew through her mind. It made her almost regret how warm and how right her body felt so close to his; her back against his side. Then she heard his voice singing full of sleep. The irony was practically tangible. “‘Cause you’re the one for me, and I’m the one for you.You take the both of us and we’re the perfect two.” She softly responded, sarcasm clear in her voice.

“ 'Cause you're the apple to my pie, You're the straw to my berry, You're the smoke to my high, And you're the one I wanna marry.” He sings quietly, not even realizing she sang sarcastically, because he sure as hell wasn’t. He knew he made a mistake but all he could really think about right now was... well, how much he loved her.  

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wilfordswarfstache:

Tears fall down her face as she tries to control the sobs that want to escape her chest. Hearing his words didn’t convince her or ease her heart ache. When he said he loved her, she can feel her heart ache as if those words were knife sent to pierce the beating organ. All she could do was flinch at the words ‘I love you’ and ‘im so sorry’. Biting her lip, she let a lone sob escape from her throat. “Was it me? Was I not enough? Did I do something? Wilford, please tell me what I did wrong that made you go and–” she couldn’t finish her words. Her words cracking as they left her mouth. “I never thought I wasn’t- I thought I could trust you. You were the person I was made for. I-I never thought.”

“Willa it’s not...” He began, “It’s not your fault.. I... I was drinking and..” Oh he felt horrible, there was no excuse for what he did, “I’m so sorry... I made a mistake, Willa... I love you so much and everything about you, I’m sorry... I’m sorry...”

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He’s half asleep, but he’s still gonna be singing quietly to the other. The song was probably ironic considering what he had done, but... he just wanted to sing to her, “You can be the heart that I spill on the pages, You can be the vodka and I can be the chaser...”

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“I can’t even..Why should I listen?” Tears spring from her eyes, images of what she saw flashing through her mind. Taking a shuttering breath, she murmurs out a small whine of words.“Why Wilford? Why?

“I... I’m sorry. I don’t..” have a reason. “Please, listen, I.. I love you, Willa, I.. I’m so sorry...  Please... Don’t...” Don’t what? Leave me? He thinks, I deserve it. “I can’t... I’m so sorry...”

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“I... I can explain, Willa...”

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Sobbing. Soft sobbing fills the darkness as Willa’s dreams faded away. Her eyes blinks open, sleep wanting to take her back under it warm embrace. Turning over she rolls towards where Wilford’s body would rest to be greeted by nothing. Her eyes shoot open at that, her heart speeding up. Pushing herself up, she glances around to see Wilford in the corner. The sounds of his crying reach her ears, causing her heart to clench painfully.

“Wilford,” she calls, sliding out of the bed. Willa goes to him as quickly as she can without stumbling over her oversized pajama pants and sits next to him.

“Hey, hey, whats wrong, Wilfy?” she asks, her body going practically into panic mode at seeing him so upset. “What happened?” Her hands go to rest on his hands that covered his mouth.

As soon as he hears her voice, he tries so hard to stop crying. Although when he can’t he scoots away from her. “I’m sorry. I’m so sorry.”

His voice was cracking, “I don’t wanna hurt you like I hurt everyone else.” He whispers, his pain and sadness in his voice, “I don’t deserve to be happy with you, I’m gonna ruin it one way or another. It’s gonna end up bad someway. Some way or another... I’ll probably kill you like everyone else.”

He runs his hand threw his hair, sobbing, “I’m nothing but lies and murder, I’m gonna hurt you... I’m sorry, I don’t deserve to be happy, much less do I deserve you. I’m sorry, I’m sorry..” He sobs, “I don’t deserve you or happiness... I deserve the death penalty.”

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He knows very well she’s asleep, or at least, he thinks she’s asleep. He’s crying, though. Wilford’s been crying since he woke up. He sits in the corner of the room, sitting on the ground, his hands running threw his hair as he cries to himself quietly. He covers his mouth, noticing his crying was getting kinda loud, and he didn’t want to wake up Willa.

“I can’t do this... I can’t do this.” He repeats to himself, “I don’t deserve this, I can’t... I can’t do this... I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I’m sorry...” He cries, his voice quiet. 

That dream of nothing but flashbacks of murders he did, and people whose lives he took... Even the people he hasn’t told Willa about yet... Really made him broken when he woke up.

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Yes hi friend and anyone who reads my ooc post like this one, prepare to be v sad. I’m posting you a starter instead of doing drafts.

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When it comes to certain things, I go all out, and not just for a bit of flair.

Unfortunately the butt wouldn’t let me make him stupidly cutesy DESU so we went for some kind of…middle ground