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fischyplier · 9 months
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Chica 1 - Mark 0
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birdy-bird27 · 11 months
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I need everyone to see this ad I got on Instagram
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iplier-memes · 11 months
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A story…
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squeeshh · 1 year
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Quick doodle 💤✨
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noodle-doodle · 2 years
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Guys I’ve collected the pictures…
when did they enter their model era tho like-
gah damn…
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strawberryamanita · 11 months
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Do you think CLOAK would take me seriously if I proposed they make Barbie-sized clothes
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sybersepticeye · 2 years
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HeeHoo's turn to model
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lightning-idk · 2 years
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Rise, Tarnished
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fdq666roadie-blog · 2 years
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I broke myself. I am gonna stop now otherwise I’ll end up trying to make a bunch of other egos >_<
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antikosm · 4 months
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Merry Unbirthday here's angst
His back had been turned for less than a minute, taking the chance to check on Sam when a heavy impact sounded behind him. He whirled back around to find the android on the ground. “Are you alright? What happened?”He had only taken a single step forward.
No sound came from it, but sound wasn't necessary. It buried its head against the mattress behind shaking arms and drew its knees to its chest.
“Oh,” devastation completely drenched his voice.
“Hey, no, it’s okay. It’s okay, I’m not going to hurt you,” He walked over to the foot of the bed and knelt on the floor. “I won’t hurt you. I swear I wouldn’t do that,” Its arms dropped just enough for it to keep a wary eye on him. He leaned forward with his palms to the ceiling. “Can I help you up?”
Ten agonizingly long minutes of continuous coaxing and periodic silence passed with no indication from the android of any trust in the man kneeling before it.
He was growing increasingly worried and wasn't able to hide it all too well.
Seventeen minutes passed.He took off his glasses and set them on the bed, pulling his sleeves over his hands and drying his eyes with the back of his wrists.His voice was a broken whisper.
“What happened to you? What did they do to you?”
Somewhere in the time they’d been sitting there, his coaxing had turned to pleading. Tears gathered as he explained he knew adjusting would take time, he knew that there was no evidence or reason to trust him, but to please, at least let him help it to its feet or back to bed so it’s not just sitting in a shaky heap on the ground. If nothing else, at least let it be comfortable in its terror. At least let it have something to hide in.
The questions seemed to be enough to rouse its confusion or at least its curiosity. It wasn't shaking anymore, but its movements were still rigid and unsure. It lowered its arms to its lap, warily eyeing the Misfit crying on the carpet. Faint light pulsed in veins down its limbs, weaving around the panels of the framework. It shifted onto its knees and walked its hands forward just a little bit.
It froze when he opened his eyes and put his glasses back on, retreating to where it sat. This time, it kept its hands down.
A breath of hope pushed its way into his chest to steady his heart. He held out his hand one more time. “One more time. Just one more try and if you really don’t want my help, I’ll go. I promise. I’m sorry for pushing you, I just…I…I wish I could take all your fear away. Whatever they did to you, whatever you’ve been through, cross my heart, you’ll never have to go through that again. I promise. I just want to help you.” The muttered reassurances seemed to be more for his own sake now.
Still, it worked.
The android leaned forward and put its hand is his. He couldn't stop the relieved gasp and the new wave of tears if he wanted to. His focus was on not immediately pulling it into a crushing hug and promising over and over that it was safe and nothing would ever happen again.
They took their time getting closer, inching forward on one of its hands and its knees until it was so close it could rest comfortably against his chest. He slid his palms along the underside of its forearms, cradling its elbows and letting it lean into him as much as it needed to.
It trembled in his grasp.
Jack took a deep breath and willed himself to calm. It needed him calm right now.
He shifted to get his feet under him, moving slowly so he wouldn't make it flinch.
"We're gonna try standing, okay?"
It still didn't respond, but it copied what he had just done. He took that as a cue to continue. They rose together, Jack watching its legs carefully with an iron grip on its arms. He knew Mark’s machinery. Even in the stripped-down state of its legs, it wouldn’t be this weak or unsteady. Whatever was going on, it had to be entirely psychological.
The android stumbled over its first step, letting go of his arms and latching onto his middlelike a lifeline. He might've moved a little too quickly and the creation might've flinched in his arms, but it didn't let go. It didn't try to get away from him. He held it as close as he could, one arm cradling its lower back, the other between its shoulder blades. His ear to its temple,tears of relief fell onto its neck and shoulder.
Sam crooned at the display.
“I’ve got you. It’s okay, I’ve got you. You’re safe here. You’re safe.”
He ran his hands up and down its arms, squeezing its shoulders. Its grip tightened when he tried to step back. it went from cowering before him to scared to let go. He must've been the first shred of safety it's seen in ages.
If it had even known safety at all. Friendship was a very powerful truth to those who were lucky enough to experience it. Deceit seemed to run pre-programmed through the veins of every waking thing recently. EDIT: For anyone who wants to read more, you can find Artful Dodgers (part 1) and Codifiers (part 2) at https://archiveofourown.org/works/49069540
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fischyplier · 2 years
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I am very curious on what Cloakbrand is doing with FNAF!
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iplier-memes · 1 year
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A special egg for a very special someone
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blue-shaded · 1 year
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So Sean once again is doing his stupid "Thankmas" *Charity* event on Dec 10th. His stannies are losing their minds and licking his boots so much because "He care's about helping people and he is so generous all the time!"
Y'all... Are you? Are you serious?!?!?! This man doesn't give two shits about ANY charity he uses (It's the same with every rich person YouTuber or Not. Including Markiplier and MatPat!) They don't do these Charity Livestreams to help anyone but themselves! Haven't you noticed they wait until the last moment at the end of the year to suddenly give two shits about raising money?
IT'S FOR TAX PURPOSES! These events are planned by their lawyers and accountants to make sure they owe nothing to the government and can write it off as a tax break.
Y'all ever even stop to think WHY they use Tiltify instead of having the donations go directly to the Charity's website?!?!?! It's because that money they guilt out of their fans that is collected by Tiltify is donated IN THEIR NAME ALONE! (Yes, you can claim any money you give on your own taxes) but the kicker here is all that money raised is then donated in the person's name who ran the campaign! Sean literally is using his fan base to pay his taxes for him! He got a tax credit for 5.3 MILLION DOLLARS as a write off because he was the one who gave it to the actual charity!!
I'm losing my god damned mind over how stupid and gullible fandoms are! It's not about doing the most good. It's about pressuring and guilt tripping people with less money then they have to donate as much as they can so the person who runs the campaign won't have to pay taxes. It's DISGUSTING!!!
Remember that Cloak "Donates".. Oh wait. Omfg. Okay I just looked at Cloak's website and they removed the mention of them Donating 10% of sales to the Trevor project. They now claim they are working with "Feeding America" and that "A portion (not disclosed) of proceeds from *Select* purchases will *Work towards* donating 1 Million meals to the charity. (1 dollar is 10 meals). This is absolutely bonkers!
So they have the unspecified amount of money from their Merch/Brand sales also working to give them that sweet tax write off.
Sorry about the rant. I just needed to get that out of my head. 🖤
WHY DOES LITERALLY NO SINGLE FAN UNDERSTAND THIS. We sound like broken record each and every year simply because these stans are the literal definition of 'dumbass bitches' and not in a good way.
do NOT donate ANY money to thankmas. if you want to help, Go volunteer at a shelter, Donate your money to actual people that ACTUALLY need it and not jack motherfuckin septiceye. Donate to trans people. Donate to ukraine, Donate to people living in poverty and people that will have the hardest winter ever. Give THEM your support. Not to some rich ass dumb millionaire that wants your clout. Be SMART this holiday season. Don't be an asshole. Actually help other people instead of your own need of ego inflation. Anyone who doesn’t signalboost the everloving fuck out of this PSA is in my opinion a giant fucking asshole.
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noodle-doodle · 2 years
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The pictures from the new cloak drop got me feeling some kinda way-
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im v happy <3
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sybersepticeye · 2 years
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