I went home and handcuffed Wilford. "GIVE ME FUCKING MONEY BETCH!!!" I shouted.
Ok so sorry I've been gone, sorta had alot of shit happen at home so...
"WHAT THE HELL?!". He shouted. I ducktaped his legs to the legs of the chair that I just pushed him in. "Get up.... Oh wait, YOU CANT MUAHAHAHAHHA" I shouted.
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Dark's wittle kitten. (Darkiplier x child!Reader)
FanfictionY/n had her own style. Pastels and black. her parents hated it and her style. Living like this for 13 years plus abuse you finally learned how to block out the pain, you only cry in anger at yourself because you didn't do anything about it. You do...
