#MATH NEEDS TO STOP

[inkskinned]

you were raised in comparison.

it wasn't always obvious (well. except for the times that it was), but you internalized it young. you had to eat what you didn't like, other people are going hungry, and you should be grateful. you had to suck it up and walk on the twisted ankle, it wasn't broken, you were just being a baby. you were never actually suffering, people obviously had it worse than you did.

you had a roof over your head - imagine! with the way you behaved, with how you talked back to your parents? you're lucky they didn't kick you out on your ass. they had friends who had to deal with that. hell, you have friends who had to deal with that. and how dare you imply your father isn't there for you - just because he doesn't ever actually talk to you and just because he's completely emotionally checked out of your life doesn't mean you're not fucking lucky. think about your cousins, who don't even get to speak to their dad. so what if yours has a mean streak; is aggressive and rude. at least you have a father to be rude to you.

you really think you're hurting? you were raised in a home! you had access to clean water! you never so much as came close to experiencing a real problem. sure, okay. you have this "mental illness" thing, but teenagers are always depressed, right. it's a phase, you'll move on with your life.

what do you mean you feel burnt out at work. what do you mean you mean you never "formed healthy coping mechanisms?" we raised you better than that. you were supposed to just shoulder through things. to hold yourself to high expectations. "burning out" is for people with real jobs and real stress. burnout is for people who have sick kids and people who have high-paying jobs and people who are actually experiencing something difficult. recently you almost cried because you couldn't find your fucking car keys. you just have lost your sense of gratitude, and honestly, we're kind of hurt. we tell you we love you, isn't that enough? if you want us to stick around, you need to be better about proving it. you need to shut up about how your mental health is ruined.

it could be worse! what if you were actually experiencing executive dysfunction. if you were really actually sick, would you even be able to look at things on the internet about it? you just spend too much time on webMD. you just like to freak yourself out and feel like you belong to something. you just like playing the victim. this is always how you have been - you've always been so fucking dramatic. you have no idea how good you have it - you're too fucking sensitive.

you were like, maybe too good of a kid. unwilling to make a real fuss. and the whole time - the little points, the little validations - they went unnoticed. it isn't that you were looking for love, specifically - more like you'd just wanted any one person to actually listen. that was all you'd really need. you just needed to be witnessed. it wasn't that you couldn't withstand the burden, but you did want to know that anyone was watching. these days, you are so accustomed to the idea of comparison - you don't even think you belong in your own communities. someone always fits better than you do. you're always the outlier. they made these places safe, and then you go in, and you are just not... quite the same way that would actually-fit.

you watch the little white ocean of your numbness lap at your ankles. the tide has been coming in for a while, you need to do something about it. what you want to do is take a nap. what you want to do is develop some kind of time machine - it's not like you want your life to stop, not completely, but it would really nice if you could just get everything to freeze, just for a little while, just until you're finished resting. but at least you're not the worst you've been. at least you have anything. you're so fucking lucky. do you have any concept of the amount of global suffering?

a little ant dies at the side of your kitchen sink. you look at its strange chitinous body and think - if you could just somehow convince yourself it is enough, it will finally be enough and you can be happy. no changes will have to be made. you just need to remember what you could lose. what is still precious to you.

you can't stop staring at the ant. you could be an ant instead of a person, that is how lucky you are. it's just - you didn't know the name of the ant, did you. it's just - ants spend their whole life working, and never complain. never pull the car over to weep.

it's just - when it died, it curled up into a tight little ball.

something kind of uncomfortable: you do that when you sleep.

[roach-works]

you're disgusting.

i was going to be flippant about this until i saw you're seventeen, so im gonna be serious for a minute.

if you actually think i did all the stuff i've been accused of in the call-out posts that you reblogged, you're an idiot. you're a minor going after someone you think is some kind of invincible super predator with a whole mafia of supporters to bully my accusers into silence so you cone right up and do a little schoolyard taunt? that's ridiculous. get a hobby that doesn't involve direct interpersonal contact with monsters. you're not joan of arc. you're not speaking truth to power. you're lashing out in deeply stupid ways that are, at best, going to be really embarrassing to remember in ten years. and at worst will ruin your life.

and if you don't actually believe the call-out posts, which, hey, you shouldn't because they're bullshit, you're just one more asshole giving some random dude a hard time. like, i don't actually prey on anyone and i'm not actually a pedophile and exactly zero of my fanfictions actually conclude 'rape is great, go rape people'. my main crime is im very annoying, which unfortunately for tumblr users does not confer the death penalty.

so given all that, you're a jackass, and need a better hobby than being mad at whoever you're told.

merry shitscram, grow up and don't do this to anyone else.

[realian]

[completeoveranalysis]

[3]

WE’RE GETTING IN IT NOW!

Not only did [Mysterious Lava Lamp Parents] pay the price of the closeness with their own children, they also paid the price of not being able to touch each other. 

THEY WENT INTO THIS JAM JAR ON PURPOSE.

IT WAS A PRICE THEY PAID WILLINGLY TO TURN BACK TIME. 

AND THEN WE SEE THE HANDS FROM PAGE ONE.

WE SEE THE BEGINNING OF THE MANGA. 

Which, it turns out, was chronologically in order! It wasn’t a vision of anything to come after it, it was a glimpse of [Mysteriously Unidentified Lava Lamp Parents] in their Jam Jar, where they went in order to turn back time, before the rest of the series happened. 

I’m guessing that means this is also how they knew to give Lava Lamp his instructions on going to the Clow Kingdom? Because something Else happened the first time around and they Turned Back Time to make sure Lava Lamp went there and caused Tsubasa Reservoir Chronicle to happen instead? Which is wild to think about. And yet I'm not entirely sure if that checks out, since Evil Wolverine seems to be slightly outside of time. I suppose I could be wrong about that.

And yet I can’t see any other reason why they would have had to turn back time unless-

OH. WAIT.

… unless they were from the future? 

If they were future characters who went back to the right point in time to set the correct points in motion? 

I shouldn’t theorise about this too much, this is getting very farfetched and I’m absolutely running full speed ahead with very few facts but imagine. 

Imagine what that would mean, when added to the fact that they won’t show us their faces. 

There are only so many characters we would recognise. 

OR

WAIT

WAIT WAIT WAIT

OK

MORE SPECIFICALLY, THEY WON’T SHOW US THEIR ORIGINAL FACES

AT THE TOP RIGHT CORNER, THEIR APPEARANCES CHANGE WHEN THEY GO INTO THE JAM JAR

THEIR “OLDER” FACES ARE STILL UNSEEABLE, BUT THEY “TURN INTO” THE VERSION OF THEMSELVES WE ARE EXPECTING TO SEE FROM CHAPTER ONE. 

WE STILL DON’T KNOW WHAT THEY LOOKED LIKE AS FULL ADULTS. 

There is potentially the most unhinged possible answer about who Lava Lamp’s parents are based on what Clamp will and won’t show us. The main option that isn't Cardcaptor Sakura genuinely doesn’t make any sense.

BUT ALSO, LOGIC IS DEAD IN THIS UNIVERSE. THEY HAVE SET THAT UP. 

DID THEY SET THAT UP SPECIFICALLY SO THAT THE MOST RIDICULOUS ANSWER FOR LAVA LAMP'S PARENTS COULD BE CORRECT?

I JUST DON’T KNOW ANYMORE.

[nikolas-ghostbusters-fixation]

Something I've been thinking a lot about lately is how everyone thought Egon had gone insane. What Happened that made them think that. They've fought a gigantic Stay Puft Marshmellow Man TWICE (counting the 2009 video game because iirc it's canon? Correct me if I'm wrong), fought an interdimensional god, fought a blood thirsty ruler that killed thousands and was hated by all that was trapped in a painting (and managed to get in to beat him by making THE STATUE OF LIBERTY start walking down the street with slime that reacted purely based on vibes), found an underground abandoned transit system full of the moodslime, had a bathtub try to eat Dana and her baby, fought a giant murderous black widow lady, fought the fisherman ghost who turned an entire hotel floor into the bottom of a ocean, and that's not even mentioning them getting trapped on an island that randomly raised up from underwater that had been abandoned for decades created by Ivor Shandor who worshipped Gozer. So what did he do or say that made everyone else think he'd gone insane?? All I can think is maybe he was acting strange / eratic before, but he's always been like that to some degree.

I don't know. It's something that I've been thinking about. The correct answer is 'it's not that deep and they needed a reason that the others weren't together anymore and weren't aware of Egons death or know what was going on,' but also. What Was He Saying that prompted everyone, including Ray, to think he lost his mind when he'd been right almost every time before that.

I'm genuinely so curious as to what he was up to before this. What was he doing. What insane idea was working on prior to this or was he even working on anything at all??

Also want to clarify this post isn't negative 😭 I really love the newer movies and their lore / the newer storyline / characters, I just like thinking about small stupid things like this. Gives me something to think about / speculate about / figure out an answer to.

[chiquilines]

At it again

[oifaaa]

actually, now that you mention it, people do keep trying to give Tim part of Dr. Doof's backstory with the parental abandonment and obsession with besting his brothers...

You know if they could tim would tell everyone that both his parents didn't even show up to his own birth

[toytulini]

yall know women can also do misogyny, right? whether or not you say misogynistic shit, engage in misogynistic behavior, proliferate misogynistic policy and ideology, is not ACTUALLY dependent on YOUR gender, like, you know that, right? anyone is capable of enacting any bigotry, its just, some people may also be impacted by bigotry they perpetuate, some ppl may be more likely to know that they shouldnt engage in that shit, and be more likely to shut down that behavior where they have the power to do so? being a woman doesnt make you immune to perpetuating misogyny?

[eli-is-an-idiot]

motivation has RETURNED

i'm working on the outline for a drama at till 4 fic, it won't be as long as you'd have to stop the world and it's a bit more self-indulgent than other stuff i've written before but it should still be good

[msexcelfractal]

I can feel my grasp on sanity slipping.

If I spend any more time on this problem tonight I will lose it entirely.

categorizing fibonacci sequences on modular addition:

mod 2:

110 0

3+1=4

mod 3:

11202210 0

8+1=9

mod 4:

112310 332130 220 0

6+6+3+1=16

mod 5:

10112303314044320224 is length 20 1342 is length 4 0 is length 1

I'm up to mod 13 on scratch paper. I am beginning to grow feverish. I have found too! many! patterns!

[yyamssoup]

this is almost like 2 years old idk 😭

[whyoneartheven]

Yknow that vine where the guy is like “let me innnn. LET ME INNNNN!!!” that is me rn

Just replace “let me in” with “I need to scream”

[quatregats]

Hornblower: Math Dad Edition, please!

Oh boy, this one is some version of Hornblower Math Professor Modern AU which is a very extended universe that I like to go to in my head when I start getting too horrible and depressing with the Hornblower fics, because I have decided that while Hornblower may be possibly more miserable as a Math Academic he is at least married to Bush which makes some things better. This particular episode is him generally having a nice day with Bush and Richard but also, because he is Hornblower, having a breakdown because his (4-year-old) son doesn't want to start learning topology and how will he set him up for the possibility of a career in math academia if he doesn't start at 4 years old (he doesn't even want him to go into math academia, he's just worried that if he does then he will forever resent Hornblower for not setting him on the path to win the Fields Medal at the age of 20, thereby protecting him from a mid-level position teaching calculus at a random university in Kent). This of course is all completely ridiculous but what Hornblower brainmonologue is not...Needless to say, it does all work out in the end, and is all-around a general silly little story that is mostly fluff.

[nixie-deangel]

If you're still taking prompts? 🍼🍼🍼

Totally am still taking them, and will be doing so all weekend!

🍼 non navy bradley/fighter pilot jake as parents - hangster

Nudging him with the beer, Jake moves to drop softly down onto the rocking swing next to Bradley. “So you wanted to go into the Navy?” Humming, Bradley takes the beer as he gives a little nod. “All my life. Grew up around Aviators and around bases.” Popping the top off, he takes a sip before continuing on, “S’all I wanted to do as a kid. Be like my old man, like my godfathers, all my uncles.” Frowning, Jake twists to toss his legs over Bradley’s lap as he stares at the side of his face. “My godfather, he uh, he pulled my papers to the academy though,” he rushes out, keeping his gaze straight ahead, refusing to look over and see what Jake’s face was doing. “Graduated and fucked off to the only school that had offered me a scholarship. Figured I’d do my time there and then retry maybe or go the officer route,” he continued before pausing as he shifted, moving to wrap his free hand around Jake’s knee, rubbing his thumb back and forth over his bare skin. Jake felt his heart squeeze at the pain, the hurt, he could still hear in Bradley’s voice but before he could speak up and say anything Bradley continued on speaking. “Fucked up my knee playing ball though,” he continued. “Then got into a car accident just after graduating and lost out on my only other chance to get into the academy or to just enlist,” he broke off, letting out a harsh laugh.  “Baby,” Jake murmured, leaning to the side to drop his beer down on the porch before twisting back to reach out and carefully cradle Bradley’s face, turning him so Jake could clearly see his face.

Make Nixie Write This Weekend!

[clodyghost]

im gonna go lock my phone in a room so i actually study maths! might cry

[james-spooky]

this is a test