#rubick's cube

[iamdenebola]

I'm like a Rubick's Cube that don't has 2 same colors but has colors that I never seen before...

[medys-space]

Deceased by rubick cube from hell

[bondilluns]

honestly i think solving a rubick cube by isaseblimbling it and then putting it back together deserves more credit than it gets

[absentmoon]

are you okay ? :] im wishing you well !

:)!!!! HI ANON im okkkk its literally like. Barelyyy related to me i just get really baffled and confused when people are like. blatantly unnecessarily mean online. Which isnt always condusive to what being online is. but im watching silly videos so im ok =^_^= thank you for checking youre very sweet!

[caerbannogmochi]

Responses to using a fidget toy: - "This person isn't paying attention" - "Wow that's really distracting" - "Stop doing that, you're being disrespectful"

Responses to using a rubick's cube as a fidget toy: - "Holy shit I could never do that" - "You know my friend used to do those, but they never taught me" - "This person is a genius" - "Wow they must be really engrossed in that solve" - "Let me get you a 5x5: you've clearly mastered the 3x3"

[justsayun]

Goodbye little tree.

I don't want to brag but I consider myself a pretty well-rounded guy. I love Pizza, Puppies, and Poetry. Activities I enjoy! Skipping Rocks, Popping Bubblewrap, and Writing encouraging letters to people. Some of the reality shows I've watched recently happen to be "Love After Lockup" and "Love During Lock-up". I even submitted a show idea to the network for people going into prison and coming out of prison called Prison Pow Wow". I haven't heard anything back yet. In this day and age where there is so much friction in society I try and run a very diverse home. We have a Rubick Cube and Reader Digest in the bathroom. My goal is to try and live every day like a Fabric Softener Commercial. Today I did finally take our Christmas Tree down. I know you're thinking what was you're holdup? Well, my wife is a big-time Kansas City Chiefs Fan. She was a fan before Mahomes joined them. She forbade me to take the lights down outside or inside while the Chiefs were still alive in the playoffs. Every Playoff game the house was lit up. She called it Chiefsmas. Yep, I was the only house on Super Bowl Sunday in my neighborhood with its Christmas lights on. Anyway, everything finally came down today. It's a good feeling not to see that tree set up in the living room. Now I have some room to start working on my Handstands and Cartwheels. I want to impress some people at the beach this summer. Yes, I'm still a dreamer.

[tyrewear]

officially ran out of conversation topics

[userblaney]

gustavo scarpa is so funny to me

[the-cat-and-the-birdie]

Noir solving a Rubik's cube and being so proud so he hands it to Hobie for Hobie to see

but as soon as he touches it the colors of the Rubick's cube shuffles again, cause of his 138 style. Without him doing anything, it just happens by touch.

Some of the stickers even turning random colors like purple, beige, or newspaper print and for a moment they stand in there in silence before Hobies just goes ".... I'm so sorry m8"

meanwhile Noir is on his knees yelling in anguish because solving that thing took him THREE WEEKS

Poor Noir.

[imaginingmanyfandoms]

embry, i'm coming home

pairing; embry call x reader

warnings; kissing i guess idk

just getting back into this, tell me your thoughts and stuff - maybe even request a thing or two

summary; you're Quil's sister, and go over to confront Embry about ditching him, and instead, he imprints on you.

Being Quil's twin sister, you'd known Embry pretty much forever. Growing up beside each other, you'd always thought he was cute, but you never told Quil. You already knew he'd never allow it. It also wasn't something you wanted to do to them, if anything were to happen, it would shift the whole group dynamic, and no one wanted that.

You two had always loved each other, and you both knew it.

But when Embry had started ignoring all his friends... well, it really pissed you off.

Quil and Jake were left sad, upset but mostly confused. What was Embry up to that they couldn't know about? What was Sam Uley doing to these guys that turned them into such a tight lipped, secretive little club.

You were tired of seeing Quil so devastated, and one day, after he got home and locked himself in his room. You'd had enough of it.

Embry didn't have to hang out with them if he didn't want to, but he didn't have to be a dick about it either.

So you got into your mom's car, and drove over to his house. The silence of the broken car stereo just egged your anger on more, making it. And as you thought of what to say, it got more and more irritated.

Parking in the laneway of Embry's house, you saw there were no cars in the drive. And you were thankful for that, no one around to witness you yelling at him for being a shitty friend.

You knocked loudly a couple times, but no one came to the door. You tried peaking in through the window, and didn't see his mom or anyone else in the living room, so she must not have been there. You weren't leaving without answers, so you dug the spare key out of it's hidden spot in the big flower pot out front, wiping the dirt off on your pant leg, you let yourself into his house.

There was music playing softly in his room, he always let it play while he slept. Something you used to find endearing, but right now it somehow also made you mad.

You pushed open the door to his room, and there he was, laying face down, sheets tangled around his legs, back and muscles on full display. If you didn't know any better, you wouldn't even believe this was Embry, he looked so different. His short hair was messy, sticking up in random spots from tossing and turning. He'd always been a restless sleeper.

You picked a random trinket off his dresser, an unsolved rubicks cube, and threw it at him, the sharp corner hitting him on the back, and he sprung up, confused and disoriented at the sudden intrusion.

"Get up," you said, crossing your arms.

"What?" He tried to blink himself awake, holding himself off the bed, flexing his strong arms, subtly cracking your resolve without trying to. In this moment, he was Embry again. Confused, tired, looking at you with sleep in his eyes.

And when he looked at you, a wave of calm ran over you. All the yelling you planned to do washed away, and it all seemed silly now, unimportant. Your heart was beating heavily, and you wanted to run to him. Wanted to kick him, and fight him and kiss him all at once.

Embry was still Embry, you could feel it. But why did he leave you?

"I missed you," you said, voice cracking as you tried to stay calm, unable to yell at him. Unable to find the anger you'd drove over here with.

He scrambled to get up, confusion leaving his face. And he was looking at you like he always did. His body was different, but his eyes, his eyes were his. You felt drawn to him, like gravity had shifted entirely, like you belonged in this room with him. Like you belonged beside him at all times.

"I missed you," he said, acting as if he'd never left. As if he'd never been missing. And everything suddenly felt normal again. Like there weren't any secrets. He came closer, hesitant. Slowly making his way across the small room, stopping just before you. "I've really, really missed you."

There was no reason for it, but tears welled in your eyes, running down your cheeks before you could stop it.

"Then why did you leave?"

"I didn't have a choice," he said, "but that's different now."

"Since when?"

"Since right now."

The tears kept falling, and no one moved. Embry looking down at you sadly, his heart aching at the sight of you crying. He wondered how many times you'd cried over him before today, how many nights you wondered where he is, or why he wouldn't call you back. You had been the hardest to leave behind, even more than his friends. Maybe there was a small part of his subconscious that always knew you two were meant for each other. Like his mind knew to just wait for this moment.

He was the first to make move, bringing his hand up to wipe some of the tears off your cheek.

"It wasn't fair," you sobbed, desperate to wrap yourself around him, but you resisted.

"I know," he said.

"I called."

"I know."

"You weren’t supposed to leave me like that."

"I know," he said again, brushing your hair behind your ears. His warm touch soothing you, making the tears stop. Bringing a sense of comfort you'd been missing for weeks. "Never again."

"Promise?"

"I promise." Embry held his hands against your cheek, his long fingers grazing the edges of your hair, holding you steady and softly, keeping his eyes locked on you. "I will never let you down again." He placed a soft kiss to your forehead. "My life is yours."

"Embry," you sighed softly, confused but leaning into the moment. It all felt right. Like you believed him, you knew he was sincere. You'd barely talked about anything but he wasn't lying to you, you knew that somehow. "Will you tell me why?"

"Yes," he answered. "Anything and everything, I'll explain it all."

"No secrets?"

"Not from you," he said, "I'll never keep anything from you again."

The two of you were still standing in his doorway. And you still wanted answers, today. But... in a minute.

Embry's heart raced as he looked down at you. His imprint, his girl. The one who's always had his heart. The one who he'd already loved. Without thinking, he leaned down to scoop you up. Picking you up like you weighed nothing at all, letting you wrap your legs around his waist, faces inches apart. And he just looked at you, eyes filled with love and devotion. Like you'd been apart for hours, not weeks.

And then you kissed him. You leaned into him and pressed your lips to his, feeling the softness you always dreamed about. It was beautiful, the way your mouths moved together slowly. Him following your lead, spreading his hands over your back and holding you as close to him as possible. Your arms were wrapped around his shoulders, pressing your chest into his.

Nothing had ever felt more right than this. No moment ever as perfect.

He brought you to the bed, setting you down gently, barely ever breaking contact with his lips. And one of his hands moved back to your cheek, caressing the soft skin as he climbed on top of you, settling between your legs, pressing your bodies together like he belonged there. You moaned into him, inviting his tongue into mouth. It was slow and sensual, and took the time to learn what you liked, what your body reacted to.

Embry was the first to pull away, even though he didn't want to, but he had to stop. Didn't want to rush anything, take anything too far too soon. He'd never seen anyone so beautiful.

"I'm so sorry," he said kissing your nose, then your cheek, then right by your ear, making you moan and push your chest up into him. "I will be sorry for hurting you for as long as I live."

"I forgive you," you whispered, and it was like he was set free. Everything about today had set him free. Free to be with you, to tell you the full truth.

He'd never really left, watched over you and Quil. Checking in on you before and after his patrols. Making sure you got to work safe, and home again.

"Will you come see Quil again?" and you could tell by the guilty look on his face, that no, he wouldn't be able to. While things between the two of you were different now, the rift between friends have stayed the same.

"It's not like that," he said, "staying away is not something I want to do."

He rolled off of you, staying close to your side and pulling you into him, spooning you from behind and nuzzling his face into your neck. He'd never felt truly at home until this very minute.

Everything about you was home.

"I have a lot of stuff to tell you," he said. "And I'd like to get it out of the way so I can keep kissing you."

[cryptidradish]

I’m working on a project and need ideas for things that might be found in the Dead Boy Detectives office (aside from what we were able to see during the show)

memorabilia, items they might have found during cases, types of decorations, furniture, weird magic shit, etc. etc.

Things I have so far: A FuckTon of Books, ship in a bottle, the magic 8 ball, a pez dispenser, some dice and game pieces, a record player, jar of rocks (or perhaps buttons), miscellaneous glowy bottles/jars, rubicks cube…

(Also, if anyone has ideas for book titles that Edwin might have on his bookshelves..)

Anyway, please DM me (or send an ask, or reply to this post, send a carrier pigeon..)

[kairiscorner]

Hello again! I was the anon that requested the spider noir and his daughter fic!! (I’m back again lol) I just wanted to let u know that the request you wrote for me was so adorable and I loved reading it!! Omg and the note at the end of peni being their adoptive daughter and being a big sister was so cute I almost cried reading it 😭😭😭 I would honestly love to request a fanfic or headcanons of peni being an adopted older sister but I didn’t want to be too much of a burden. But then again thank you so much for writing my requests!!! Make sure to take breaks :))

HI ANON :DD aww, glad to hear that <:)) MAN I DO WANNA WRITE IT, DON'T YOU WORRY YOUR PRETTY LITTLE HEAD, YOU'RE NEVER A BURDEN OKKKK 🫶🫶🫶

(reblogs are greatly appreciated, it helps get my content out there! if you guys like what you see, please reblog it too <:D)

after the events of peter vanishing and coming back home from a mysterious portal opening up and bringing him to a foreign dimension, he came home with... a girl. he was holding her hand in his, much like how peter would hold your daughter's hand when they were out and about.

"peter, who... who's she?" you'd ask with a smile as the girl met your gaze and grinned widely. peter smiled back at you when he noticed you beam at her. "she's peni, peni parker. she's another spider person, just like me and ham." he explained. peni bowed in front of you and smiled yet again. "it's very nice to meet you, mx. parker!" she exclaimed with a twinkle in her eye.

you chuckled as lightly bowed back at her. "well hello to you, too, peni. peter, why don't we take her inside and you both, um... explain what's happening." you said as you let them in and closed the door. peter had explained that peni was visiting his dimension for a little while, there were some issues back at her home dimension that she couldn't really solve on her own, so as refuge, she sought for him and his home. he offered to peni before that his door was always open for her, and if she ever needed him, he'd be there right away.

you nodded along as he spoke, and you noticed that peni was, despite her chipper demeanor earlier, actually a little reserved. she sat in a tense manner; keeping her hands on her lap and her head down, with her shoulders involuntarily hunching a little to make herself smaller than the adults in the room--she was shy, and she avoided eye contact with you two as you two spoke, so as not to appear as if she were eavesdropping.

"ah, peni?" you called out for her. she was a little startled that you called her, she hadn't expected that. "oh! y-yes, ms. parker?" she stammered. "would you, uh... like to play with our daughter for a bit? she's quite eager to meet you, it seems." you said as you picked up your daughter, who was staring at peni the whole time as she chewed on noir's rubicks cube.

peni looked over at the little girl, her expression becoming one of endearment as she waved at her. "if it's okay, i'd love to." she said with a small smile. noir put a hand on peni's shoulder, "why, acting like a wonderful big sister, aren't you?" he teased as peni gave a small chuckle back. "well, if i'll be around you guys for a while, i'd really love to hang out with this little cutie you guys have here." she said as you picked up your daughter and sat her next to peni.

peni looked at your daughter, and your daughter looked up at her. giggling, she extended her pudgy little arms out for peni, and peni reached her hands out for hers. "hi there, little baby... i'm peni." she said in a slow, gradual, big sisterly way as the baby babbled her name. "puh-puh... peh!" she babbled. peni giggled as you and noir watched from a distance, with you urging peter to get the camera to film this moment, with him cursing under his breath how he didn't accept miles' offer for a phone.

peni smiled wider. "that's right! pe-ni." "peh... pehn... pehhhh-ni!" she exclaimed. you and peni gasped in awe. "did you--did you hear that? mx. parker? she said my name, she, she said my name!" she exclaimed as your daughter wobbled up and fell into peni's arms. "i did, i did hear it!" you said with the biggest smile on your face.

peter came back down, rushing with old-timey camera equipment and with lopsided glasses on his face. "did i miss it?" he asked exasperatedly. he witnessed as peni and your daughter were giggling and repeating saying her name, and noir melted at the sight, nearly dropping the very expensive equipment.

you giggled as you went over to help peter set the camera up. "even if you missed her saying her name, we can... take a photo of this momentous occasion." you offered as peter took your hand. peni was all aboard for it, she loved being a part of this little family you two had, even if she wasn't related to you guys by blood. peter set up the camera, and this time, he wasn't going to miss this moment. as the camera clicked, out came the beautiful portrait of this new family peni was now a part of, your family.

a/n: I LOVE THEIR DYNAMIC SO MUCH PLSSSS

tags !! @thecoolerdor @miguelswifey04 @sabcandoit @binibinileonara @k4tsu3 @fictarian @luvstarrstruck @maxoloqy @ii01vp @connors-cumslurper

[ask-polyphones]

jake yuore myfvaorite hello hi i'm tossing you a rubicks cube havae fun ebyebeyebeyebe bye

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[absentmoon]

i keep posting abt it because i obsess over problems to be clear

[theromanticrationalist]

My Favorite Things About Sheldon Cooper

I will be adding to this list as I go and remember various things.

His eidetic memory. It is something I kind of always wished I had, but I know that with great power comes great responsibility. In any case, I love that Sheldon literally remembers like E V E R Y T H I N G. I know Sheldon has a tendency towards arrogance, but is it really arrogance when you are as smart as he is?

His unique style. In Young Sheldon, everyone always makes fun of his bow ties and in TBBT everyone always makes fun of his nerdy shirts. I think everyone is clearly insane because this guy is fly and is a smart dresser! I love that he loves color and patterns, and even does conflicting patterns quite often, somehow making it work. But he also wears a black suit VERY WELL INDEED. 🫠🫠🫠 (My favorite t-shirt of his is, of course, the melting Rubick’s cube shirt.)

His hiccup, airy stuttering little laugh. He did it more often earlier in TBBT, so I miss it now, but I think it is just sooooo adorable. Everything he does is adorable. Oh, and Iain Armitage imitates it so well! Actually, Armitage is doing a phenomenal job portraying young Sheldon, and mimicking Jim Parson’s style and exhibiting Sheldon’s personal ticks. I love seeing genius at work!

His love of trains. I think it is a pure love, a child-like love. The fact that he would almost give up Physics for them says a lot. Everyone makes fun of him for this as well, but I think bro just knows what he loves and loves it unabashedly. (Amy’s a lucky, lucky girl!)

His love of Star Trek. He’s a full-blooded Trekkie and Spock fanboy. Love how he often uses Trek to understand his world and process his emotions, especially in relation to Spock’s personal journey. This is me. That’s literally just me. (And he loves TAS too! But he gets points off for dissing TMP! He’s absolutely insane to think that it is poor quality cinema, but considering that the film is more abstract, I can understand why Sheldon wouldn’t like it.)

His love of tea. The fact that the boy has a box of tea on hand to make anyone in distress a hot beverage is like his top saintly trait! Get you such a man! “Tea is drunk to forget the din of the world.” – T’ien Yiheng

When he says, “Aww…” Both Jim Parsons and Iain Armitage sound SOOOO cute when they say it. Sad little string bean boy!

The fact that his story sometimes takes a quasi-Forest Gump vibe, if Forest Gump was completely unhinged. In that he befriends famous people, influences them unawares (mostly to their chagrin), or effects history (e.g. Elon Musk stealing his formula for the SpaceX rocket.) I think it is very charming and Americana-esque!

Dr. Sheldon Cooper and Dr. Amy Farrah Fowler presents Dr. Sheldon Cooper’s Fun with Flags. While watching TBBT, I wanted his YouTube show to be real SO BAD, especially when Amy joined him. I don’t give a crap about flags, but I would eat that content right up you have no idea! 🤤 It would have been so cool if they created his YouTube channel for real and aired it simultaneously as TBBT was running. I bet fans would have loved that! I know I would have! I feel so, so bad for Sheldon because he is a hyperfixating stan just like me! But no one understands or respects his super obscure niche interests.

The fact that he can sing and dance so well. I loved how Young Sheldon showed how this came about for him. That Annie episode was brilliant and hysterical, and I loved how it showed Sheldon’s boldness and unorthodox personality. Yeah, he ended up getting stage fright, but that was based in his anxiety and fear of crowds, and not the fact that he was a boy about to play a girl’s role in a musical at a Texas high school! (Everyone if you haven’t watch YS, you really need to!!) I love, though, that he has such a good voice and that TBBT gives him chances to sing and perform so often, especially when he gets intoxicated. It made me so happy to see that Jim Parsons got an Emmy for his role as Sheldon, because really he is an amazing performer on every level! Comedy, music, drama - he can do it all, and sometimes all three at once! I should do a whole other post just analyzing the different layers of Parson’s performances on this show! 😍

[mavigator]

leave me. i have to go solve my rubicks cube and then shuffle it up and then solve my rubicks cube and shuffle it up and then solve my rubicks cube and then shuffle it up and then