I was looking at the replies of this tweet …
and found this..
WHAT?!?!? WHY IS THIS SO FUNNY?!?! IM FUCKING SCREAMING SKYLNSKDKXDL
Anyone else getting dnf vibes from King James 1 and George Villiers? Or the other way around?
i’m still thinking about how genuinely excited tommy was when one of his followers told him her & her girlfriend watch his videos. man literally got Pumped, i fucking love him
I JUST REALIZED WHEN SCHLATT WAS ON THAT BULLSHIT ABOUT CALLING A SOCIAL WORKER TO ADOPT A KID HE WAS ACTUALLY TALKING ABOUT HIS NEW CAT ❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️❤️
genshin ranboo and tubbooooo
i jsut wann a post mackle more this is lebsophobia
we should take ponk killing techno by freeing the cave spiders on him while he was afk in the xp grinder as a canon death
entirely because i think thats fucking hilarious and ponk deserves it
If you didn’t think Karl Jacobs had tumblr user vibes then I’m sorry but you’ve lied to yourself about either this site’s userbase or Karl as a person.
Ranboo is one side of the spectrum and Karl is the other. Wake up people.
Sapnap fan-arts I drew!
One of my favorite hunter in Dream’s manhunt videos. He’s also pretty cool :)
Heres a wip for two MCYTs with the same birthday
Sapnap and Philza!
they’re brothers your honor😭😭
ORIGINAL HEADCANON THREAD BY JAY https://twitter.com/NOASKERSAROUND/status/1365808673180835841?s=19
absolutely fucking losing it I FORGOT HOW TO WRITE OR ENGLISH
tommyinnit has liberated from the pandora’s vault after awesamdude clamped the broken security and released tommy from dream’s cell. the blond boy showed no emotion, his exuberant ocean blue orbs; replaced with an somber and enervated stare. sam’s first instinct was for tommy to run panicked away from dream once the lava was out of tommy’s sight and the bridge(??) offered tommy a hurried ride to the blackstone side far from the poignant man. instead of a hasten sprint - gradual, leisure steps proceeded.
baffled, supremely perplexed - expressed sam. tommy stepped out of the moving bridge and steadily looked up to sam with an inscrutable countenance.
“tommy..?” said sam looking down with a fretful visage yet not visible to tommy’s eyes inasmuch sam’s green creeper gas mask.
no response that he muttered nor a syllable than he murmured. sam hurriedly hauled tommy out of the vault - then after 7 days whom tommy experienced a vast flashback of his traumas from dream thereafter “hanging out” with the man whom hast he so ferociously hated; to discern the icy blue sky with soft fluffy clouds levitating and the spherule, incandescent sun.
“hey tommy? it’s okay.. you’re okay now..” sam embraced the blond child as the child does not embrace back (which again, he always do).
no letters or words was expressed; no groan of exhaustion, smile, anger, etc - just bleak emptiness which is infuriatingly worrisome for sam as he’s never seen the 16 year old this eeriely silent; recalling his first visit inside the prison, tommy was exasperatingly loud but he is NOTHING compared to the tommy now.
“….what did you do to him!?”
“we had some fun.”
sam furiously recalled as his embrace tightened. he left a mental note in his head demanding a incredibly serious talk with dream after this turmoil.
knowing tommy’s current residence before the prison incident took place was destroyed (referring to his dirt shack) and since logstedshire was blown up - tommy had nowhere to go; the boy only looked straight with his expressionless frown.
sam lead tommy to the big innit hotel which now has tubbo and ranboo’s sign on it. sam; expecting the blond boy to swear at them, stood silent. no vexation, no reaction. still not a single word was said and/or muttered out of tommy but hope still lingered inside sam’s heart.
sam anxiously leaves and brings tubbo to him. tubbo; his best BEST friend, not even him could get a single word out of tommy. tubbo could not even get tommy look at him properly without staring down all the time. it seems as if tommy was looking through tubbo, not really noticing his surroundings.
it doesn’t get any better. none of tubbo and sam’s approach or ways to cheer him up or eye an attention left unsuccessful as they subsequently send randoms away who attempts to visit the hotel.
until one man in particular visits the hotel
as much to tubbo’s bargain and rambles as to why he should leave.
a humanoid piglin draped with white fur and red cape down his ebony black heels. the one and only: technoblade.
he abruptly pushed sam out of his way to get to tommy, kneels down and grabbed tommy’s hand, frigid, and brushes a thumb on his dry skin.
“techno listen, he needs time and also you are probably not the person he wants to see right no-“
no shiver, no fear, and yet again, no response.
“sam, tubbo. hear me out, you have not seen him after exile. if being frank here… please believe me, he is worse than when he was exiled weeks ago. we all failed to visit him. if only i, or we rather, considered what he was going through and stepped in to help him during those days. and i didn’t. we didn’t.”
cramped silence was thick. the other two didn’t responded to techno’s statement; perhaps agreeing to his valid points.
swiftly - technoblade stands up much to sam and tubbo’s surprise. he took big, blaring steps towards the exit. tubbo grabbed techno’s arm, stopping and slightly turned his head around the smaller figure.
“where are you going?”
technoblade turned his head back to his supposed direction with an appalling sinister look.
“what do you think? dream will pay for what he’s caused to my little brother.”
“our business deal is over. woe to you.”
Happy bday Sapnap! Welcome to your 20s
This is a doodle I made earlier this week
i drew this during the monopoly stream & forgot to post it oops !!! jngamnwoanga
mr toxic man and mr gold digger (/j /lh)
georgenotfound my beloved
Give me Punz and Purpled third and fourth wheeling whatever the hell kinda friendship Sam and Ponk got. The two of them do that fake gagging thing kids do when their parents act gushy every time Ponk says “I love you” or Sam calls him “ponkie”