guys look at the thing i made


The Universe is vast, but British Columbia is small

My favourite thing was how many people seemed to be confused… ‘cause this video blew up. A lot of people somehow stumbled across this video on my channel that maybe don’t watch all of my videos and they were like 'Wow, this guy’s audience is really mean. He looks really sad. Why is this big YouTuber just looking at the camera like he’s just waiting for death at any moment?’ And there was just so many kind of adorably concerned - there were even like edgy teenage boys, commenting like 'damn I feel bad for this guy’ - so well done. Well done me for having the sense of humour, well done you for having it too and joining in. We made lots of people on YouTube concerned for my well being, which kind of was the point of the whole thing, so well done us!

@danisnotonfire during his live show on the 17th of January 2017

Quotes from Dan (24/?)

Dan’s take on his The Top Dan Memes of 2016 video. Apparently, sharing a weird humour was worthy of an applause. 


“You expect me to believe that you’re the guy who took down Mr. House, the Legion, and kept the NCR at bay? Next thing you’re gonna tell me is that you’re also the fucking mailman. No offense, pal, but your lady friend there looks like she could kick your ass with a hand tied behind her back.”

All of that’s true.”


Summary: you guys already know i suck at these but basically things get heated at the gym with tom

Pairings: Tom x Reader

Warnings: Smut

A/N: i hope u enjoy?????

The gym wasn’t your thing, but if
if going meant you got to see Tom all worked up and glistening with sweat, you were sure to be there. Despite the fact it was Saturday morning, you made sure you looked your cutest, pairing the cutest athletic clothing you owned and some running shoes.

Checking yourself one last time in the locker room mirrors, you grabbed your water bottle and headed out to the gym area. The minute you stepped out, the sound of a punching bag being slammed against echoed throughout the building along with the occasional groaning and moaning of gym members.

As you walked further into the vicinity, you couldn’t help but stop in your tracks to admire Tom the moment you laid eyes on him. There he was, going at the punching bag, hitting it with much force. From time to time he’d let out a couple hisses under his breath for some sort of motivation.

Your eyes followed almost every movement he made - from the way his biceps contracted with every punch, the beads of sweat that trickled down his face, the way his curls fell and sculpted his face, the aggression he portrayed with every punch; you could go on.

Tom was so into his workout he didn’t even realize you were standing a couple of feet away from him, watching.

“Oh! Look who’s finally come out!” A huge smile formed on his face the moment he saw you. Dropping his gloves to the ground, he reached over to grab his water bottle.

“Shut up Tom,” you joked, throwing a playful punch at his arm, but regretted it soon after. His skin was practically doused with sweat.

Noticing the look of disgust on your face, Tom leaned in close to your ear. “Don’t act all grossed out, I know you love it when-”

“ALRIGHT Tom. I get it. Not the time,” you cut him off and made your way to where the treadmills were. Tom threw his head back in laughter from your reaction then threw his gloves back on, resuming his workout.

It had only been a couple of minutes that you’d been running and your calves were already on fire. You tried to shift your mind to someplace else but that was of no help - all that you could think of what Tom said before, which only got you all stirred up.

Suddenly, you felt a tap on your shoulder. It was Tom.

“(Y/N), can you come with me for just a few?”

You practically jumped off the machine out of pure excitement. Thank goodness, you muttered under your breath. As long as you weren’t exercising, you were happy. Well, it depended, but, it was early Saturday morning and you’d much rather be in bed than exercising.

As he led you by the hand through the gym, you were unsure of what he was doing, yet intrigued at the same time. Eventually, you became familiar with the surrounding he brought you to - the locker room. After he lead you in, he closed the door shut with his foot and locked it. A smirk plastered across his rosy face.

“Tom,” you said in the form of a question rather than a statement.

“Yessss?” he responded, mocking your tone of voice.

“What are you do-” Before you could even finish what you were saying, all at once, Tom’s lips and body collided against yours as he pinned you up against the row of lockers.

“Tom. We’re in the locker room,” you reminded him. He scoffed at you, “Andddd?”

“And, we can get caught.”

“Pfft, don’t act like this isn’t turning you on,” he brought his hand up, rubbing his thumb against the bottom of your chin, “Look, no one will see us and we can have have a sneaky fuck again.”

He was right. Already from before, you were turned on from Tom’s little remark, and now this was just adding to your lust for him. Once you gave him a nod of approval, Tom brought his lips to your neck, grazing at the skin before making any further action. Just from that, a low moan escaped your mouth - so much for being “sneaky.”

“Enough with the teasing, just kiss me Tom,” you begged. Following your demand, Tom cupped your face between his hands before bringing your lips together, both of your tongues battling one another the moment they touched.

Tom brought his mouth close to your ear now, allowing you to feel his warm breath against the skin there.

“Do you feel how hard I am for you (Y/N)?” He spoke lowly, pressing his hips onto yours, making sure you aware of what you caused.

Your eyes widened, “Already?” Nodding his head, Tom then dropped his hands down low to give your ass a good squeeze.

“Can’t believe this ass is mine,” he remarked, giggling it in his hands then proceeded to give it a slap. Sliding your hands below, you wrapped your hand around his length and gave it a gentle squeeze.

“Can’t believe this dick is mine,” you smirked, stroking it.

“And “this dick” can’t wait to be inside you,“ he said as he backed away, removing his grey tank, leaving him clad in sweats. Before you knew it, your clothes were off in a blink, with the help of Tom.

“Turn around and stick that ass out for me,” Tom ordered. Attempting to stifle your moans from his words, you bit down on your lip. As he wished, you turned around, with your underwear pooling at your ankles.

“I can guarantee you’re turned on enough but just to make sure,” he trailed off. Kneeling down, Tom took his hands and placed them on your ass, spreading them apart to gain better access to the thing he wanted most. His hot tongue licked up and down your slit, causing you to jolt a little. While he worked his tongue, Tom pushed a few fingers into you, the two actions overwhelming you with pleasure.

“Tom that feels so good,” you breathed. You struggled as you tried to keep quiet as he concentrated on your clit now, getting you wetter than ever. You whined as he stood back up, missing the contact.

“Don’t worry (Y/N), I’m gonna be right back,” he said, dropping his sweats along with his boxers to the ground. Once he made his way back to you, you immediately positioned yourself like how you were before, ready for him.

“Such a good girl,” he spoke in your ear. Slowly, he began rubbing his tip from your clit to your entrance. You couldn’t take the teasing anymore - you wanted Tom so badly it almost hurt.

“You’re so wet and ready for me darling,” he teased. Along with his actions, almost every word he said just edged you on even more, nearly making you come undone.

“Tom, fuck me already please.” You couldn’t believe how much he was teasing you, it was actually starting to piss you off.

Without saying anything, Tom filled himself inside you in one swift motion, causing you to throw your head back from the sensation. In no time, Tom already started to pick up the pace with his thrusts, the sound of skin slapping echoing throughout the room.

He groaned. “You feel so good around (Y/N).”

With every thrust you bit down on your lip to conceal your moans, which was very hard to do. Tom was was fucking you so good, it didn’t take very long before you reaching your climax.

“Fuck, I love seeing from here,” he muttered under his breath as he took a fistful of your hair into his hands. As Tom could tell that you were getting close, he let go of your hair and reached down to rub your clit.

“Tom - fuck, I’m so so close,” you whimpered, biting down on your lip. His thrusts started to slow down in pace, about to reach his high.

“Me too babe,” he said, reaching for a fistful of your hair one last time. With one last thrust, Tom made your reach your high stronger than you’ve ever felt. Your whole body shook, as your high took control over you. Nearly seconds after you, Tom was twitching inside of you, filling you with his warmth, cursing sweet nothings while he did so. Once he slid himself out, the two of you stood there breathless as you attempted to recover from your climaxes.

Tom snickered. “So much for working out.”

anonymous asked:

Well you agreed to a post saying tamoa was the new lazy sexy "tumblr" humanization when he's clearly not (not right now anyway). Like that's what I'm going on. love how you're trying to make it to a care competition where the person who cares less is the winner, obv you care about him being portrayed as a white but honestly there's not much of that going on anyway so where is the issue.

look its 3am so maybe im just not wording this right 

it’s not about crab boy being portrayed as “a white” lmfao 

the original post was me making fun of lazy pointlessly sexy designs of non human characters. i made it months and months ago, before this movie came out. it’s a thing that happens. wheatley, bill cipher, sans, and now the giant crab

when you brought up that you’d seen chubby samoan version i didnt deny their existence, i said “thats cool but ive seen plenty of Sexy Bishie crab guy” because i have and then mentioning in the tags that plenty, not all, not most, but plenty of the versions are just lazy vaguely ethnic guys in colourful clothes and jewelery

there literally is no actual issue, i never said there was, im not calling for action or revolution. it’s me making fun of a mostly inane phenomena and the repetitive nature of it. the fuckin crab is getting sexy raunchy human designs despite it being a literal giant monster crab how do you not see the humor in that

anonymous asked:

hey would u....mind if i submitted you a thing i made? it's a picture of peridot traced over a screencap from the "look at this graph" video but it looks really weird

go ahead my guy

guys so i was doin a space camp class today trying to explain astrophysics to these ass children and their parents and this one lil kid goes up to me and he was like

“rey can i ask you a question?”
“yeah!” i said, expecting to explain the distortion of time to this literal six year old
“are you a girl or a boy? because u know so much about space i think youre an alien. are you an alien or a girl or a boy?”

cue adults laughing nervously (im androgynous looking so they were probs thinkin the same thing)

“im stardust. and so are you. we’re all stardust,” i explain. “iron can only be made in the cores of dying stars and humans require supplements of iron to live. you guys are made of stars.”

and ive never seen this little kid’s eyes get so fucking wide and he looked down at his hands and he was like


10/10 best answer ive given to the are you a girl or a boy question

The Most Beautiful Man In The World, Who Lives In My Building And Only Ever Sees Me When I Look Disgusting

The Most Beautiful Man In The World lives in my building. i don’t know his name. we met on a bus, when i smiled WAY too brightly at him for strangers because, honest to god, my whole heart lit up in a way that made me think, “oh, i must know that guy!!” no. i didn’t. he’s just The Most Beautiful Man In The World.

what does The Most Beautiful Man In The World look like? i will tell you:

  • like the way the sun spills over water at dusk
  • like the way food smells when you’re hungry
  • like the sound angels make when they’re doing folk covers of pop songs on their heavenly harps
  • and also kind of like the guy who played Chad in “high school musical,” if the guy who played Chad in “high school musical” was the most beautiful man in the world.

i tell you this not only to brag that i live in the same apartment complex as The Most Beautiful Man In The World but also because i want to know WHY, if there even IS A GOD, every single time i run into The Most Beautiful Man In The World i look like a LITERAL DUMPSTER TROLL that has just CRAWLED OUT OF ITS GARBAGE HOUSE in search of FREE WIFI AND A SLURPEE. i want to know why i can never just BE COOL with The Most Beautiful Man In The World when we ride the elevator together, which is!!!! kind of often!!!!!

DID YOU GUYS KNOW that sometimes i look nice?? sometimes i actually look like a FUNCTIONING ADULT!!! sometimes i would go so far as to say i am an ATTRACTIVE INDIVIDUAL!!!!! 

you know who DOESN’T know any of that???


here’s a quick rundown of the last few times i ran into The Most Beautiful Man In The World:

  • i was wearing a maxi dress i had very cleverly biked home in, without a helmet* (*don’t try that at home, kids), in the VERY HOT AFTERNOON SUN, so i was a GROSS SWEAT MONSTER but without any OBVIOUS INDICATOR that there was a normal reason for it, and i couldn’t stand to look at him so i just glared at my phone while he probably wondered, alarmed, whether i was fleeing the scene of a crime
  • i was wearing a white shirt that i had not SECONDS before spilled salsa ALL OVER in a big red stain right down the front like a KINDERGARTNER
  • i was carrying two armfuls of ENORMOUS bags of popcorn with a three musketeers bar literally in my mouth and he overheard me say through my stuffed candy cheeks to my doorman, “oh, no, i’m not having a party, this is literally all for me”
  • i dropped my backpack while opening my mail and said to it, defeatedly, “why? why did you do that when i explicitly told you not to? do you like being on the floor?” 
  • i fell into and then off of the elevator

why??? why does this happen??? what vengeful god has orchestrated it so the ONLY TIMES i ever run into The Most Beautiful Man In The World are when i could easily be mistaken for a child’s doll that has been put through the wash by accident, or a dollar bill that has been stained by years of being in people’s sweaty palms, or a mop with eyes???

whatever. everything costs money and everyone you love disappoints you. Mop Eyes out.

A Punny Story

I had this girlfriend once where things were getting pretty serious. We wanted to move in together, so we went looking for an apartment. The second one our real estate agent took us to was perfect, we both loved it, so we made the decision to move in. Our neighbour was a really nice guy named Joseph. His wife had left him a few years prior, leaving him alone to take care of his eight-year old son. I always felt kinda bad for the guy. He had this weird accent that was really hard to place.

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Look at you guys being all successful, doing your exams, doing your tests. We’re so proud of you. Congratulations to everybody here that has braved through life, made it ‘til the end of the year and has just finished a bunch of tests or exams. You deserve to have a tea, have a rest, watch your favourite thing and just enjoy sinking into a fandom of some kind.

@danisnotonfire during his joint live show with @amazingphil on 15th of December 2016

Quotes from Dan (17/?)

He’s so damn kind.


This is based on a thing @prozdvoices did. I’ve always wanted to draw what King Dragon might actually look like, so I ended up with this guy. I imagine that he can turn into a dragon, but he defaults to this sick dragon-person. After I was done, I realised he kind of looked like a manakete from Fire Emblem (especially because of his ears). Also, Dennis. :D

Send me character(s) and a letter and I’ll write you a minific!

A. Fire, flames, or excessive heat.
B. Under cover of darkness.
C. A moment’s respite.
D. Subtle kindnesses.
E. Sharing a drink.
F. An absent look or touch.
G. A fistfight.
H. Someone’s greatest fear.
I. Broken glass.
J. When words aren’t enough.
K. On the edge of consciousness.
L. A stolen kiss.
M. When it rains/snows/storms.
N. The color green.
O. The stars or space.
P. While driving or in/around a car.
Q. One missed call.
R. A deafening sound.
S. Music [send a song or a lyric]
T. An obscure AU.
U. Coming home.
V. An abandoned or empty place.
W. Waiting impatiently for something.
X. A flash of anger.
Y. Tears.
Z. [Make up your own]

(inspired by this)

~2017 Bullet Journal and Planner~

Hi everyone! A lovely anon asked if I could post the inside of my Typo planner that’s been floating around the studyblr sphere (768 notes :O) but I’m actually going to be using a two planner system this year, so I decided to show you guys this as well! I’m still in the process of decorating it, but here’s a peek inside :D

I’m going to have a separate bullet journal that I use for whole year planning and habit tracking, as well as various other lists like a careers to do list, assessment weightings and a list of things to revise. I’ve tried to make it look cheerful, because this year might not be ^^”

I’ve digitalised the cover (which I made myself using some origami paper I picked up in Japan back in 2010), so now I can just print it off whenever I need to! I’ll upload it and update this post with the link to download the printable ^__^

Here’s the monthly view - I’ve colour coded my placements this year by ‘mild’lining each week that I’m away. For May, I’ve got Red Eye Clinic and a placement down at the Australian College of Optometry in Melbourne. Decorated with lovely succulents and washi tape of course ^__^

Here I’ve got a weekly view, appropriately striped with the relevant placement colour. I’m going to be using this for day-to-day homework tasks and other chores that I have to get done, and I’ll also be adding a song of the day. I have tried Typo’s day-to-a-page planners before, but found that I didn’t need the space. Decorated by some watercolour gemstones that I’ve hand painted ^__^ 

As well as that, here’s a look at my future log/yearly overview/not sure what to call it. I had a look at other systems and nothing really seemed to suit what I needed or had enough space to accommodate all the assessment tasks and due dates. So, I decided to make a weekly breakdown roughly based around the 6-8 week rotations we have in 5th year. Luckily, it split fairly evenly and neatly when I divided it into 8 :)

I’m also going to be habit tracking this year. I first identified a list of around 21 habits that I wanted to track. Then I grouped and narrowed it down into target areas:

  1. cups of water (the only numerical one)
  2. sleeping early and waking early (as opposed to a set number of hours)
  3. exercising half an hour in the morning and afternoon
  4. no junk food, eating healthy meals with lots of vegetables :)
  5. completing homework/assignments, and studying/revising
  6. morning and night skin care routines
  7. no arguments with my parents and doing the chores

Except for cups of water, these are all two-fold habits.

  • So I am going to use a forward slash /
  • or a backwards slash \ depending on which one I complete,
  • with a full cross X indicating that I did both that day.

Wishing everyone the best with their studies for the year ahead! Thanks for being such a welcoming community!!

The ‘What I Wish I’d Known Before University’ series

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About me~ I am a 5th year optometry student in Australia, follow me for more study tips and aesthetic pictures of my studying :)


bangtan pokemon au! 


So I discovered this meme on instagram and IT LOOKS SO COOL that I did it too. The game consist in making a drawing and then repeat the drawing trying to mimic the art style of some of the artists you admire! (I HAD SO MUCH FUN DOING THIS THING)

 So here it is, hope you all like it, I made it with all my heart :3 Im sorry for ruining your styles guys hahaha 

 1- that’s my lil Nico di Angelo. 

 2- @indigonite‘s Nico, I tried my best here, but BRO so hard to color like Bruna. Maybe I made him a lil too red ;u;

3- @saberghatz‘s Nico. Idk why but it looks more like saber’s last year’s art, cause her Nico changed a little, but I love both her Nicos, so :v 

4- @tamaytka‘s Nico. Im sorry that I ruined the way you draw eyes, I really LOVE your eyes, but I COULD NOT make justice to them. 

5- @leegarbettart  Lee Garbett never drew Nico but he is my favorite artist in comic books, he draws Loki in Agent of Asgard, and I love his art so much!

6- @onihimeart also never drew Nico, but her art style is so complicated that I could not even make it look alike ;u; Sorry friend! 

Collection of thoughts I had during my second viewing of Rogue One:

-Anyone who doesn’t see that Cassian is bisexual is objectively wrong

-Bodhi talks way faster than I remembered and he never shuts up

-K-2so still made me laugh every time he speaks

-‘Cassian thinks so too’ why does Cassian not want to bring Jyn to Jedda? Is it just that he doesn’t trust her? Would he rather go alone?

-Chirrut and Baze were way gayer than I remembered like damn guys chill

-Cassian’s hair looks so soft I just want to touch it

-Bodhi died as he lived: alone and in a cargo ship

-The hug at the end makes me irrationally emotional? Like it’s not a romantic thing (to me) it’s just relief and gratitude and sadness and fear all poured into one action

-The music was better than I previously thought it was

-Cassian is a bit of a dick to people but I kinda love it

-Bodhi’s face throughout Jyn’s speech to the rebel council was so perfect

-Everyone deserved better honestly why did they have to suffer?

there is this table of fourteen-year-old girls sitting next to me at this coffee shop and one of them mentioned she liked this guy chris

the next thing i know all her friends are pulling out these receipts and warning her abt his misogynistic opinions (their words) and telling her she should be careful

and one of them said “i mean maybe he’s still learning but you deserve to be treated like his equal” and i’m just sitting here like… you go, baby feminists. looking out for other girls and holding your male classmates accountable to things they’ve said while staying open-minded about his capacity for growth (i mean they’re still sooo young he has time to blossom) and it just made me really happy

HDM month | week 3: favourite relationship

Lyra & Will

“She could see from his eyes that he knew at once what she meant, and that he was too joyful to speak. Her fingers were still at his lips, and he felt them tremble, and he put his own hand up to hold hers there, and then neither of them could look; they were confused; they were brimming with happiness.”