What The Snif? I'm Snorfin Here

Every peer, friend and foe of Tommy has an obsession to detonate or to detonate. Wilbur and november 16th, Dream and dug-out pits, technoblade and doomsday, Tubbo and nukes, and finally quackity and his casino. It’s an all or nothing. There’s certainty in that.

Some are for death, others are for defense, and the majority is for the offense.

What’s funny is that Tommy is always in the position of opposition, to preserve. To fight like men—sword to sword, face to face.

It’s honorable really, sadly that’s what always kills him.

The nuclear ending finally saw him in the position of the offender, of the man who pushes the big red button. He’s addicted to invisible potions and is revived five times over. regretful or not he’ll follow his brother’s footsteps, and will look at the nuclear helm that nears him with a look of ease. There’s certainty in that.

Yet, in comparison with the retreat ending, he’s a man free of war, a man stuck in the silence. There’s nothing to preserve, there’s nothing to oppose. He’s getting there, for there’s nothing else to do. That’s scarier than total detonation, because how easy is it to have a three second battle. As his peers bind themselves to bombs, Tommy has finally chosen to bind himself the cruelest fate, to continue.

me, as i force a dollar bill into the self-checkout machine: thats right…..good boy……vore president washington

If mentally unstable why pookie shaped?

Yelena in Thunderbolts*:

And honestly, same.

site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word

site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition 

site that gives you words that rhyme with a word

site that gives you synonyms and antonyms

I am horrendously offended I fell for this

sorry to post facebook videos on main but the sound of jello going through an industrial shredder is both mesmerizing and horrible

not yelena naming her dog bint clarton just to spite clint.

omg i love this dork

then she puts kate bishop on the list of things she likes, i'm truly having the time of my life rn

Farewell online privacy

Tony: *opens the door*

Small kid: trick or treat!!

Tony: hey buddy, what are you suppose to be?

Small kid: I’m a ghost! booo👻

Tony, comically clutching his chest: wow that was really scary. here you go *hands him a basket of sweets*

*a kid, who was Peter all this time, jumps out from his ghost costume, takes all the candy, and runs into the darkness of the night, maniacally laughing.*

Tony: oMg not again PETER, COME BACK HOME