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Antisepticeye And Darkiplier X Reader Smut

Antisepticeye And Darkiplier X Reader Smut

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Undertalelove45 By Undertalelove45 Completed

Your pov
I sat in my living room, watching some anime. I brushed my (hair color) hair out of my face, and continued watching. Suddenly, a crash came from the kitchen making you jump. "What the hell was that?" I thought. I decided it was nothing, and watched as the character blackstar attempted to fight. Shing! That definitely meant something had to be in the kitchen. I got up, and walked over into the kitchen, armed with my febrese. I saw a tall figure, with dark hair, and a little bit of red flood at the top. He had an eight bit D at the front of his shirt, and pale grey skin. He had someone with him. Another man, much smaller, and less muscular. Suddenly, my phone went off in my pocket. "Saro eba tadashe imo hiba!" Damn it why did my ringtone have to be Japanese. Both of the men turned, making my stomach jump.
Antis pov
Mark and I heard what sounded to be a Japanese ringtone, and we both turned around. A young teen stood. She looked about nineteen. She had a febrese bottle in one of ...

Pikakitty21 Pikakitty21 Jun 08
I swear I love fanfic logic. "This small elf boy tried to kill me?! There's a room down the hall!"
                              (This is by no means supposed to insult the story. I love it so far!! Honestly sounds like something I would do in a situation if in this type of universe. But it's so entertaining. XD)
I would have done two thing 
                              Instead of throwing the can at them I would have sprayed them
                              And I would have said "Hold on you can kill me in a second." -Tiny sneeze- "Ok carry on."
                              voice I here every fookin night - SHUT UP SMOL IRISH PATATO
                              me - ;-; RING DA DA DING DA DA DING DING DING
Is it just me, or do we kinda sound way too chill in this conversation?
Wait, the crash in the kitchen, oh, it must be nothing