YE what the actual fuck...... okay so I got tagged by :icondakat319: and I think I have to copy and paste the rules first.YAY JOY!!YE by Dollie7
1. You have to post ALL the Rules.
2. Each person has to share 13 things about themselves.
3. Answer 13 questions asked to you and invent 13 questions the people you tag will have to answer.
4. Choose 13 people.
5. You have to legitimately tag 13 people.
6. You CAN'T say you don't do tags.
7. Tag-backs are ALLOWED.
8. YOU MUST MAKE A JOURNAL ENTRY! NO COMMENTS! Unless you're talking ABOUT the entry.
9. You have to finish within a week. If you don't finish in time, you have to do whatever the creator tells you.
10. Be creative with the title. No " I got tagged" stuff.
And these are the question I got asked:
1.Do you like gore?
A: Yes i'm a big fan of it!! :3
A: Probably have to say.. Undertale or FNaF!!
3.Favorite music artist
WARNING!!www.deviantart.com/users/outgo…WARNING!! by Dollie7
got this from venetia-th.deviantart.com/
It is said to be that ISIS have announced that their next targets are ROME,WASHINGTON and LONDON.
If you live in any of these cities, PLEASE leave or at least stay HOME!
But, truth be told. None Major city is safe. They might have announced attacking USA, UK and Italy, but they might also attack a completely different country. Germany, for example. It's also suspicious that they would give warnings about what places they are gonna attack. Their goal is to kill everybody. Not warn them. Anything could be happening, so, PLEASE be VERY careful.
Please, share! You might save a life!
Anti x Dark ~Behind a broken mirror~ Part 1Mark and Jack sat on the couch together snuggling as there own happy self's. Anti sat in the back of Jack's mind thinking of one person...Dark sat in the back of Mark's mind thinking of a special someone. Jack rested his head on Mark's chest looking up at him and smiling. There connection in there eyes locked. Dark looked to see Anti right back at him he smiled cutely giving a small shy wave before Mark and Jack's eyes looked away from each other.
He sighed raising his hand slightly to wave his hand slowly moving in the air. He looked down he never got to see him...ever since Mark and Jack became friends and then boyfriends he got more attached to the other demonic being. Anti slumped back down pouting he had to spend eternity in his mind until this lump died or...if there was a way to get out.
Jack looked up at Mark again leaning in for a kiss. Mark accepted kissing him passionately. Anti quickly looked up Dark could see he was yelling something but what. "I can't read mouths you
Darkiplier x antiseptic ~Dark love~"Anti be carful!". Anti ignored him he continued to sprint through the forest he knew his way he's done it a million times before. Dark stood there worried that Anti might get lost it wouldn't be the first time. "Anti can you hear me?". Anti's ears flickered up. "Of course I can ye doof". Anti could be immature far more often then Dark who was more serious. Anti always got annoyed with Dark but at the same time had a feelings for him.
Anti crawled up a very large tree and sat calmly on one of the highest branch's. "Hey Dark come join me!". "Nah I'm good". Dark just wanted to go to bed but not until he knew Anti was safe.
Anti stared at the moon and only the moon he tried to ignore the not's forming inside his stomach from being to high up, he was afraid of heights after all. Anti started to close his eyes blocking out the screaming coming from Dark. Dark angry as ever stormed into the forest black fire forming into his eyes. "Anti get your A-- down here!".
Anti rolled hi
Darkiplier x Antiseptic Fanfic ~ TransformationMark honestly didn't know why he had bothered to get up that morning. His motivation lately had been completely lacking. He was tired all the time, had no creative ideas for videos… nothing. It had been about three days of this - he groaned as he lie in bed. People online were starting to worry, and he knew it. He was having to dig deep into old videos, videos before the time of his pink hair, so it was glaringly obvious that he wasn't around.
He went to roll from the duvet, but he seemed to be dead weight, floating. He never wanted to leave this place - maybe he would only close his eyes for one more moment.
His responsibilities were creeping up his spine as he succumbed to sleep once more. At least, he thought it was his responsibilities. He also thought that the voice persuading him to sleep was his own - he was incorrect on both assumptions.
The usually light feeling that comes over you when you drift into a dream state was comforting - except, that feeling never came. Instea