Away In Peace

Boosting this amazing piece-

@umroadworkahead's (Instagram) DTIYS intrigued me, so here you are. This is something I feel often, so I had to give illustrating it a try.

This also happens to be my first DTIYS, I do not do these regularly.

Google Docs

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To your request updated with the pdf file:

https://drive.google.com/file/d/1N7Wdy19RgCh0-JV4bwArvwoHLM0l429C/view?usp=drivesdk

A gift for my dear friend~

@darkiplierirl

Promised so I shall provide~

As I promised here are my older fake screenshots

Featuring:

@n30nsush1c0wb0y (on twitter)

@darkipliier

And a few more people I do not know the name of on this site

*cough* @darkipliier

I know you are never this rude but I know that this is a mood.

Some MORE incredibly rude ravens

X

Hi I have a new obsession

magus bride

YOOOO THIS IS AWESOME

@darkiplierhq CHECK THIS OUT, OCTOPI DEMON MAN-

Now I wanna go and make art inspired by this TTvTT

Pirates of the Caribbean/Skyrim Mashup by flipboit4midles.

(Bask in the awesomeness of this.)

Oh

My

God

Dreams

They are weird but I sometimes wish I could stay dreaming.

Anyway this was inspired by a dream I had with @darkiplierhq

Come Undone [Darkiplier/Reader]

SUMMARY: Dark can make you come undone without even a touch, but by his power toying with your soul instead. Sort of soul sex, however that works…?

———————-

“—lie down.” You only catch the end of the sentence, still struggling to process the sensation of Dark’s sharp canines grazing against your throat.

You take a shaky breath. “What…?”

“You should probably lie down,” Dark repeats; you can feel the curl of his lips, amused at how very easy it is to fluster you. His breath is cool against your skin. “This may be unsettling.”

Unsettling. It may be that, letting Dark… what? Letting him into your mind, letting him toy with your soul? Unsettling, yet it is anticipation that shivers through your veins.

You let him ease you down, laying you out against the bedcovers. Even if there is no intention of doing anything physical, it still feels intimate. The sensual slide of his hands along your arms, the way his fingers wrap around your wrists and guide them to rest above your head.

Dark is close enough that you can feel the soft static of his aura, electric tension in those last few millimetres between your body and his. Leaning over you, pinning you down. There is heat in your cheeks, you can feel it, certain you must be blushing something fierce.

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"You made the deal... now tell me, will you make good on it, or will you make the mistake of thinking you can escape me?

A word to the wise, my dear... none who have tried to run have succeeded.

That is simply bad business."