#mitochondria is in fact the powerhouse of the cell

[photmath]

I’m determined to watch both PSG and Liverpool play at the same time tomorrow. Stay tuned for results bc TRUST I will see all my pookie bears kick a ball for 90 minutes stressed out of their minds with no will to live bc hahah same!

[somethingusefulfromflorida]

You know how people joke that the only thing they remember from biology is that the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell? Well, I think the second thing they're starting to drill into students' heads is that the cloaca is a multi-purpose orifice. I saw a ZeFrank video that said that once, and now whenever I google the word cloaca that exact phrase shows up on almost every website. "Multi-purpose orifice."

Don't ask why or how often I google the word cloaca, that's not important.

[sardonic-the-writer]

Standing in the rain no shoes on bleeding from the mouth and feet but that studying grind never stops

[incorrecthomer]

Odysseus : when I go to jail I'm changing my name to mitochondria, because mi- Diomedes : mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell, yeah we get it Polites, tearing up : that's freaking genius, bro! Eurylochus : so is no one going bring up the fact that he said "when" instead of "if"??

[pinky27freak]

Yuu: When I go to jail, I'm changing my name to mitochondria because -

Ace: Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Yea, we get it.

Cater: OMG, YUU'S A GENIUS!

Trey: Uh- but can we concentrate on the fact that they said "when" and not "if".

[fictionismyreality3]

Hiiiiii I'm SO SO SO MADLY IN LOVE with your Stalker!Jason fic, the way you wrote it was just UGH TAKE ME (sure did put me to some quality sleep there).

I was hoping if you would write about Classmate!Jason (n kinda stalk-ish) where he is protective n stuff towards reader (much like sunshine x grumpy trope)

Love love loveeeeee your writing🖤🖤🖤

-🦇anon-

Make You Pay

Jason Todd x Reader

You’re my second emoji anon and as such I have adopted you and will not take no for an answer 😇

Tags: classmate!jason, stalker!jason, possessive!jason, jealous!jason, angry!jason, innocent!reader if you look really hard

Warnings: allusions to violence, motorcycles, stalking

Notes: no hate to surfer dudes ☮️

Your pencil hit repeatedly on the dark wood of the desk, sending little taps echoing throughout the otherwise quiet library. You had an exam in two weeks and were already struggling through the study material your professor provided for you. Passing this class seemed like a mile away. How the hell were you going to pass your biology final if the only thing you remembered was that mitochondria was the powerhouse of the cell?

The only thing keeping you going at this point was picturing the cute faces of the puppies, kittens and other animals you’d get to help once you’d graduated. Using the last of your willpower, you moved on to the next slide deck, only for your laptop to give out on you, the screen going black. As if your day couldn’t get any worse.

“Hey, baby, come take a break from studying.”

Okay, maybe you spoke a little too soon.

Out of the corner of your eye, you could see the curly, blonde headed figure of Holden coming your way, a sneer on his face. Despite the fact that your skin was crawling from the pet name, you began to hastily pack up your stuff, pretending not to see him.

It wasn’t that you were the type of girl to be complacent with poor intentioned men, but Holden had obviously taken your first day of class friendless a little too close to his heart.

“C’mon, baby. I know you see me.” He said, his words with an undertone of slimy sarcasm.

Sighing to yourself, you shoved the last of your papers into your bag and turned to face him, plastering a smile on your face as you began walking to the library exit.

“Sorry, I really have to go, my friends are waiting for me.” You said politely.

Making a beeline for the exit, you glanced back at Holden, hoping he didn’t follow you, and bumped into someone, your book bag scattering across the floor.

Big, calloused hands filled your field of view, handing you your books as you frantically gathered your things. Your gaze was met with the blue-green eyes of Jason Todd.

He wasn’t someone you knew very well, usually sitting in the back of the lecture halls where you preferred the front, but you’d seen him riding around campus on his motorcycle. From the limited interaction you did have with him, his lips always seemed to be pressed in a thin line of annoyance, or pulled down in a soft frown. So, you always tried your best to cheer him up, but the most you’d ever earned was a little snicker after a ridiculously bad joke.

You wondered why he had so much to frown about.

Before now, Jason hadn’t taken much notice of you, the bubbly girl who seemed to constantly radiate some level of happiness. At most he found you less annoying than then rest of the people on campus. Maybe it was because you looked so startled, innocently glancing between him and that blonde dickhead who was constantly on your ass. Maybe it was how he noticed your hands were so much smaller than his, brushing against his skin as he handed you your notebook.

Maybe it was because you were on your hands and knees, but Jay suddenly noticed the pretty colour of your hair, and the way your clothes reflected your sunny personality. Your eyes were a little more captivating and he found himself wanting to reach out and run his thumb along your bottom lip.

He also wanted to break the nose of that surfer looking idiot who was still talking.

“Here, don’t let ‘em bother you, sweetheart.” Helping you up, Jason ushered you to continue to wherever you were going. “Thank you?” You mumbled confused, the pet name hugging you like a warm blanket.

As you were practically pushed out the library doors, you looked back to see Jason exchanging words with Holden, who was getting more and more disagreeable. You were never the type to get involved in trouble, so you quickly turned on your heel and walked away.

When he was done with asshole Henry.. Harry? Jason didn’t care, he made his way to his bike, pulling out his phone and opening up an app, technology courtesy of Bruce. He wanted to make sure you got back to the dorms safely, and the tracker he’d slipped in your book bag would ensure that.

It wasn’t anything sinister, Jason just knew now that he had found something far too precious for this world, something that was too sweet and gentle to take care of itself. That’s okay.

He would take care of you now.

You saw Jason again a few days later. Holden didn’t show up to class that week, and nobody commented on Jay’s bloody knuckles.

[cottonlemonade]

First off CONGRATULATIONSSS omg youre stories are so good and you deserve it(btw you're request system is sooo creative I love it.)

And Can I order a cup of milk with a matcha roll off of menu A or B please? And can I sit next to bokuto!

Tutoring Him

word count: 589 || avg. reading time: 2 mins.

pairing: Bokuto x implied chubby!Reader

genre: fluff

warnings: none

request: fluffy, tutoring crush Bokuto

Bokuto slumped over onto the open book and groaned. He was tired of studying before it even started. Why did he have to hit the books when he could be practicing his spikes right now?

“I see you’re trying out the osmosis technique of studying?”

He shot up, a loose page from his notebook stuck to his forehead.

“Y/n-chan!”, he said in surprise.

“Akaashi-kun asked me to step in for him today. He had an errand to run.”

Bokuto made a mental note to buy his friend an armload of new manga. His chest felt all bubbly when you sat down across from him in the empty classroom.

“So.”, you began and with a cool flick of your wrist opened your textbook to a diagram of cell anatomy, “Let’s start with the basics of the cell structure. What do you know about the nucleus?”

“It’s… in the middle?”

You looked at the picture. “I mean… you’re not wrong.”, you said fairly, then moved your finger a little pointing to something else, “What about cytoplasm?”

“It’s the stuff that keeps everything in place?”

“Hm… again, not… entirely wrong, I guess, but I’m sensing a pattern.”, you laughed and the sound made Bokuto’s heart flutter.

“Alright, one more try. What about the mitochondria?”

Oh, this one he knew!

“It’s the powerhouse of the cell!”, he exclaimed excitedly but his face got a little more color when he saw your frown, “That one has to be right, though. Kuroo taught me!”

“So uhm, I don’t know who this Kuroo is but I think you should spend some time apart. At least until after the exams.” You patted his shoulder.

Next, you had him open his notes for an exercise and were impressed and terrified how he managed to even read them between all the doodles. Most revolved around volleyball, of course, others were just random swirls or shapes. When he got to the pages about genetics however, he confidently turned his folder towards you so you could check if his notes were correct before starting to work, but a moment later he practically threw himself over the pages to cover them.

Although, too late. You had already seen the elaborately decorated heart next to the table of Mendel’s law with yours and his name. It was even colored.

“Uhm, Bokuto-san?”

“No?”, he mumbled feebly as his hair seemed to deflate.

“Do you… are you- I mean… do you like me?”

“I wouldn’t call it like…”

“Oh?”

“More like… super crazy in love?”

“Oh!”

When he looked up and saw you blush, his confidence returned immediately.

“Do you like me, too? - Argh, I had this whole thing planned. I wanted to win the next tournament and confess to you with the medal and- but if you like me, too, please let me be your boyfriend, y/n-chan!”

You were so perplexed that the only thing you could say was, “Are you sure?”

He nodded vehemently, practically hovering out of his seat in anticipation of your reply.

“Yes, Bokuto-san, I’d love that.”

He jumped up and cheered, feeling as if he’d just won a championship. Next thing you knew he lifted you out of the chair and pulled you into a bone crushing hug, your feet dangling off the ground.

“Oh my gosh, Bokuto, put me down before you hurt yourself!”, you squeaked but he only squished you further, melting into the softness of your body. “Not yet.”, he mumbled into the crook of your neck, “I’ll be the best boyfriend, you’ll see!”

a/n: and he was, in fact, the best boyfriend turned husband. I love him so much! Thank you for the cute request and your kind words 🫶🏻 I hope you enjoyed it! 🌟

[zofi-persson-quotes]

Green: When I go to jail, I'm gonna change my name into mitochondria, because-

Yellow: Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell, we got it

Red, tearing up while laughing: that's freaking genius!

Second: ... so, is no one gonna bring up the fact that he said "when" and not "if"?

[howlingday]

Yang: As we all know, the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell.

Yang: And if you didn't know that, how are you breathing?

Yang: And on that note, fun fact, you are now manually breathing.

[thranduilswifesblog]

Oropher : when I go to jail I'm changing my name to mitochondria, because mi-

Gil Galad : mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell, yeah we get it

Thranduil, tearing up : that's freaking genius, adar!

Elrond : so is no one going bring up the fact that he said "when" instead of "if"??

[roachs-pet-roach]

Soap who was the top of his class in almost everything

Soap who was a burnt out honors kid at 12

and onlt got worse in high school

Soap who, as a high school freshman, was talking college and honors courses

Soap who, despite hating the fact, was always pushed into a leadership role due to his intelligence

It wasn’t exactly the leadership he had a problem witth

more so that he was always the default option

he just wanted a break now and then

Soap, who was told on multiple occasions that he was wasting his potential by joining the military

“really? the army?”

“but you’re so much smarter than that!”

“you’re wasting yourself lad”

“but you’re such a good soccer (american football) player”

The second he was in an environment where it didn’t matter what level of math or science he was taking?

This boy THRIVED

Soap who, for once, felt part of a group.

following orders?

got it.

And then he was shipped into the 141.

Price?

He idolizes that man for his leadership skills

Gaz?

That man is resourceful as fuck and Soap is jealous

Roach?

good lord he fucking worships the soft-spoken feral bug

and fucking Ghost?

Ghost who was everything he wanted to be as a kid?

hell yeah he loves that man.

Soap who occasionally drops something like

“yeah the one time I almost bashed my head against a wall because of Algebra 2”

“rough Junior year?”

“fuckin’ freshman”

“Say HUH?”

fuck “mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell”

Ghost gets “The two functioning groups of an amino acid are -NH2 and -COOH” in his ear at 2am

Ghost also gets to help figure out why Soap is almost in a panic attack over a mission report

(its because Soap can’t muster the energy to write the detailed reports he usually does)

The “perfection or theres no point in trying” mindset?

is so real for him

[blazefire2012]

I seen a "hot take" recently that P is smart but not intelligent. He knows how to fight because he was built to fight but he wouldn't know, idk, the quadratic formula.

But I have a theory

You know how you play the piano better and better through the game as you gain humanity? No where in the game, we the players, decide to practice extensively and comb through sheet music to learn the piano. He just knows it.

So what if as he gains humanity, he gains Carlo's knowledge but not his memories. Those are two different things. I can memorize a poem for class but I KNOW the mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. I don't remember "of frost or fire" but I remember that God damn cell fact.

So what if he remembers how to play the piano but not much more than base knowledge? Thr piano, how to fight from stalker training (as well as being built for it), how to slowly approach spring so he doesn't startle her, knows how to respond to the many side quests because like Gepetto said, he doesn't have his memories, but he has basic knowledge.

Bit of a weird rant I HAD to get out. I'll see myself out lmao

[firekit21]

Empires SMP Incorrect Quotes

Sausage: If you spell skeletons backwards, it still spells skeletons.

Lizzie, deadpan: Wow, I can't wait for Halloween to see some snoteleks.

Pearl: I have a problem.

fWhip: If it's harder than 2+2, I can't help.

Shelby, about Joey: Katherine, they're an asshole! They have purposely stabbed you on more than one occasion!

Katherine: Some of those stabbings were accidental!

Shelby:

Joey: Okay, well, I know for a fact the third time was accidental.

Jimmy: Ha! Don't you know the trappers trap can trap the trapper?

Jimmy: I must be losing it, I'm quoting fWhip.

fWhip: How are we supposed to put a tracker the size of a penny on Oli without them noticing?

Gem: Hey, Oli, I bet you 5 bucks that you can't swallow this penny.

Oli: *takes and swallows tracker* Pay up, loser.

fWhip: …

Joey: LOWERCASE LETTERS ARE FOR THE LOWER CLASS!

False: And here we have a capitalist.

Shelby: Did you just-

Pix: Let us all take a moment to appreciate that all of human history, human language, and the universe itself aligned to make this joke possible.

Lizzie: *speaking Mermish*

Joel: I know, I know.

Pix: You speak Mermish?

Joel: No. I just know the phrase, 'this is all your fault' in every language Lizzie speaks.

Scott: We’re having a moment, aren’t we?

Joel: If by 'a moment' you mean me not wanting to strangle you for the first time since we met, then I guess we are.

Pearl: Yum, thanks!

Kidnapper: *puts more tape over their mouth* I said stop eating it.

Joel: Do you think different paints have different tastes?

Jimmy: They do.

Katherine, visibly concerned: ...Why did you say that with such certainty?

Pix: What do you call a dictionary on drugs?

Joel: If you say "addict-ionary" I swear I will cut you.

Pix: I was actually going to say "high definition", but your answer is much better.

Joel: …

Katherine: Last night I found out Shelby is a sleep talker.

Oli: Oh, really?

Katherine: "The mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell." Right. In. My. Ear. At 3am.

Sausage: Do dragons fart fire?

Gem: I don't know.

Sausage: I thought you went to college.

Joel: I am strong! I beat Jimmy at arm wrestling!

Lizzie: Anyone can beat Jimmy at arm wrestling!

Jimmy: hEy-

Shelby: What can therapy do for me that screaming in my car for 30 minutes can’t?

[18catsreading]

Brennan: talking about magical mitochondrial DNA while explaining the results of Murph's roll

Siobhan/Adaine: so Cassandra was married to a female or nonbinary or transmac deity.

Brennan: *cute innocent face*

Siobhan/Adaine: mitochondrial

Brennan: fun mitochondria facts.

Ally/Kristen: excuse me?

Siobhan/Adaine: mitochondria?

Speaking at the same time --

Ally/Kirsten: Mitochondria?

Brennan: you were able to find that on that 30 --

Siobhan/Adaine: mitochondrial DNA is only female.

Brennan: you're also looking --

Ally: The powerhouse of the cell.

Brennan and Siobhan in unison: the powerhouse of the cell.

Brennan: *continues to explain Murph's results

[buckdefender]

Ravi: When I go to jail, I'm changing my name to mitochondria because mi-

Buck: Mitochondria is the powerhouse of the cell. Yeah, we get it.

Eddie: That's fucking genius.

Albert: So..no one is going to bring up the fact he said 'when' and not 'if'?

[brothermouse]

Sometimes I come across some anti Mormon stuff that is so obviously made up that I feel left out. Like, I want to make up stuff too, why do they get all the fun?

So here's some Mormon facts that I just made up right now:

Mormons HATE leap day. It is considered the most evil day on the calander.

You know the mitochondria? Powerhouse of the cell? We call it the mormochondria, priesthood powerhouse of the cell.

We believe the somewhere out in the world, there is a guy named "Darryl". That is the extent of our doctrine about Darryl, that he exists.