Henry And Chica Appear!

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✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:* aesthetic markiplier quotes *:･ﾟ✧*:･ﾟ✧

it scares me how accurate jack got mark’s laugh @therealjacksepticeye @markiplier explain this sorcery

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I think mark is drunk

Do you all remember when Mark was really into eating hot sauce for a while. It was just constant. Why did he stop. Why hasn’t he eaten the sun yet?

i feel like garbage here’s some darkstache based on shenanigans niko and i do

Language Of Love

I’M GOING TO USE THE FACT THAT I SPEAK FRENCH TO MY ADVANTAGE AND MAKE A FLUFFY FIC AFTER BREAKING YOUR GUYS’ HEARTS.  I SPEAK CANADIAN FRENCH, NOT FRANCE FRENCH.

SUMMARY:  Damien could speak many languages, one of which was French.  

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It was a quiet evening in City Hall, everyone had gone home to be with their families, except Damien, his office was the only one to be illuminated this late at night.  The young mayor sat at his desk, hunched over a bunch of papers and the scratching of his pen the only thing to be heard in the silent office.  

“Qu’est-ce que je vais faire?”  Muttered Damien, running his hand through his hair as he looked at all the other paperwork he had to complete.  He checked the grandfather clock, which indicated it was nearly midnight, so Damien decided he could go for another hour or two.

A soft knock on the door had interrupted Damien, causing him to momentarily look up from his work and shout that the door was open, in French of course, he tended to speak in his mother tongue when he was overwhelmed.  The knob twisted and the door opened, revealing a grinning Colonel William at his doorstep.

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cause everybody needs these three singing i’ll make a man out of you on their dash (x)