#simple math obvs

[napping-sapphic]

really want a girl to hide me in her ridiculously oversized sweatshirt so i can be safe from The Problems™️

[peachesofteal]

Because for some reason I can’t imagine Johnny and Simon to have a kid at home without one of them being home to care for it, my best guess is maybe someone from Soap’s family who is in their care and at Price’s while they’re away? A niece, sister, mother etc?? Idk I’ve been guessing for hours and this is where I landed

Ooh I like this theory, it’s interesting! I’m not telling, but I think it will be pretty clear come part 4. 🖤

[daz4i]

ik it's a joke that all dazai stans hate him at least a little but hoo boy you don't know what it's like out here for dazai kinnies

[socialbunny]

💘 for skippy skip skip (i̶ a̶l̶r̶e̶a̶d̶y̶ k̶n̶o̶w̶ t̶h̶e̶ a̶n̶s̶w̶e̶r̶, i̶t̶'s̶ o̶b̶v̶i̶o̶u̶s̶l̶y̶ m̶e̶)

💘 HEART WITH ARROW — what and/or who do(es) your oc consider the most important to them?

is it that obvious like 🤐🤐🤐 ur his most special person in the whole entire world babygirl, please ignore the gaggle of people that want him

like look at yall so cute 😍😍😍

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very serious answer though, skip would say the most important person to him would be his older sister, ruby :) there's a mid-sized age gap between them, but that doesn't stop them from having a genuinely close relationship. skip has always felt he could go to her with anything and not get bullshitted around and be truly listened to, and they've held each other down when times were tough (like when their parents died, etc.). in relation to this, despite seeming like a mother 'figure' to skip (and being mistaken as his mom once in something skip brings up so often that it's not even funny), she doesn't coddle him in the slightest. she lets him live in her house, partially rent free, and she expects him to handle his business 🙄 and he failed at that womp womp.

[transgenderer]

math isnt platonism, platonism isnt math, but theyre interested in many of the same questions and share many of the same impulses. now of course you can say this about the mathematical field of logic (which is only kind of related to the colloquial use of "logic") or fundamental set theory or model theory or whatever but theres somehting else that permeates ALL math

platonism esp later platonism has a very specific interest in "the simple", like to some extent the One, which is kind of god, is pure simplicity, thats the point of the one. its the simplest thing. this is very mathematiciany! math obv involves complexity but the complexity is like the bad part unless it emerges unavoidably from the simplicity. mandelbrot set good, elaborate system of equations bad. but this isnt just a surface similarity, both groups like the simple because the simple has more "reality" to it, it "exists more". i think the word both traditions are looking for is mana actually, the simple has more inherent mana and the one has infinite mana. is this anything

[thornsofdeath]

bucci gang dynamics

my dear friend asked me how i see their relationships so here is my word dump

bruno and abbacchio def have something going on. whether or not the gang or even if they themselves know it, being the "mom and dad of the bucci gang" have made them feel things for one another. bruno is very caring and patient with everyone and loves them all dearly. abbacchio is the crabby guy like the muppet hecklers but he is also very caring- he just doesnt know how to show it. ig he only lets those colors show with bruno. he and fugo also get along nice and calmly. as weve seen abba and giorno have a rocky relationship, but probably because abba sees his younger self in him? idk. narancia is immature in an endearing younger brother way, for fugo and gio who are younger than him he is more older brother but ykwim. him and mista are bromanicng it up i cant even lie. mista is one funky guy. mista has some of the most questionable yet campy fashion of the group but still respectable, fugo giorno and nara all look up to him in diff ways. abba thinks he is a silly rascal and bruno sees them as kind of equals (not in a condescending way more of like. hes one of the first ones on the team and bruno respects him greatly) fugo…. omg fugo my fav… he has so much going on. so bruno is obv his most trusted person bc he saved him from jail and gave him a new life and allat and he is incredibly grateful and HUGELY respects him and doesnt tolerate bruno slander at all. mista is like fugo's weird gay older brother, nara is very dear to him from the day he picked him off the streets but he does get frustrated with his stubborn nature and simple math skills. him and giorno… fugo respects giorno greatly also from when he helps with the illuso battle to also when gio becomes don and they have that scene in purple haze feedback (mefinks they are gay but thats aside the point). next is giorno who admires everyone in the group silently, as a new gangman he wants to show them he is worthy but also take time to highlight all of their strengths, similar to fugo, he sees mista as like a cheeky weird gay brother. they go to each other with occasional gossip and secrets and all sorts of weird stories. finally trish (not technically part of the gang but yk. she is in my heart) she and mista are great friends and also narancia and her are close. she sees bruno as sort of a father figure because he was the closest thing she had before she "met" diavolo and also helped save her when diavolo tried to kill her.

[gettinshiggywithit]

Day -04

!Buying halloween decorations with mina and denki!

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scenario:- halloween decor shopping with mina and denki!!

characters:- denki,mina and a mention of shoto

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first stop,the nearest Party store(obvs!)

you grab a basket cos u figured more decor=more to clean up

but these bitches go and grab A WHOLE ASS CART????

you decide that youll just let em put shit in and then at check out you'd sort everything out.

yall go through the store at a snails pace because they insist on making sure you dont miss any 'hidden gems'

Thank God youd remembered to bring a few snacks

Before long the first disagreement arose.

denki had found a simple yet very much halloween-y streamer/garland thing and mina had found one with light up pumpkins.

they argued for a while before you stepped in and just snatch the two out of their hands.

you compare the prices and since mina's choice wasnt more expensive than denkis by much,you choose it.Much to denkis dismay :'(

"come on denks,its value for money!itll last us at least two years.Yours might be ripped up by the end of the season.."

" :'("

"plus now we wont have to worry about lights!"

at this mina put down the plastic pumpkin she was inspecting and stared.eyes wide.

"actually y/nn ya know what?? denki's rightt his is better and even though itll last only a little bit itll still be cuteee"

she tried to pick out the streamer out of the cart but you just slapped her hand away

"Nah uh. nice try mins but i already ticked the list.you were Very convincing! ;)"

she knew you wouldnt budge so she gave up much to denkis dismay (again)

from then on they chose some simple-ass stuff so that they could buy moree stuff.

you caught on halfway through and mentally did the math to figure out the total.

you lost the sum at somepoint and just gave up

the time to check out came and you were nervous as hell

but had decided on your method of payment the moment you lost count of the total.

the total was read and both mina and denki turned white...

HOW THE HELL WERE YOU GUYS GONNA PAY THAT.

And without even batting an eye you hand over a credit card.

they are SHOOKK

SINCE WHEN DO YOU HAVE A CREDIT CARD????????

"Thank You Ma'am have a good day." says the cashier.

"you too" you say as you picked up three bags and motioned for mina and denki to take the other 4

when you get back to the car their faces are still shook

so you hold up the piece of plastic one more time and they look closer

the name "Enji Todoroki" was written in little letters

it all made sense then.

"Dudeeeee." began denki, "We coulda bought moreeeeee"

"noooo" you say as you drive out of the parking lot and head back home.

your car boot full of decor and endevour's credit card very much used.!

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please dont repost my work here as your own on any platform all rights belong to me except that of the mha characters used,their right belong to their respective owners.but this story? mine.

feedback,likes,reblogs and comments are so very appreciated tbh :’)i hope you enjoyed and ill catch ya next time!

[kmp78]

K, how did you find out that painting/poster? Just wow!

Because I'm that goooooooood... 😈😏🔎

Nah it was just basic math and a little bit of googling. 🤷🏼‍♀️

We already knew VK was in Maui cos we had cracked her pics and clips too (she obvs never tagged the location!), so when I saw that poster on the reflection I knew it most likely had to be one of those standard hotel room posters that advertise local sights or whatever, and then I just did some googling aaaaaand bing bang boom..

It's simple really. 🤷🏼‍♀️

And once again proved my old saying correct: the truth and the most important things in Jared Leto's posts are ALWAYS IN THE BACKGROUND. 😉✌️

[pizzapasta23045]

SECOND, EQUALLY SIMPLE TUTORIAL

Would you like your bookmark to have a tassel and cord? I certainly did want one, so here's what I did to get THESE

Find some embroidery thread that fits the bookmark. I did it with 2 threads but technically you can do it with any amount of colors. Even just one, just cut two threads.

Either use a holepuncher or sissors to cut a hole in the bookmark. Pay attention to not make it wonky like I did.

Now, grab your threads and start wrapping it about 5-6 times around your hand horizontally. This is for a cord of about 18 cm or 7ish inches +error. Do the math for a a longer cord!

Now grab the threads by the middle such as the image below and create a loop, which you will insert into the hole. Then, grab the ends of the thread and pull through the loop of thread. This should create a knot like in the pic.

Use the tutorial below for a chinese ladder bracelet. It's a very simple bracelet, like you only need to be able to make a simple knot not even counting, you just make a knot with one of the strings around the other ones and keep going. MAKE SURE TO KEEP GOING ON THE SAME SIDE or you may mess up.

When you get to your desired lenght, tie a knot at the end and cut the excess, leaving a little space for a tassle.

Brush out the threads you used.

That's IT.

IMAGES BELOW:

TUTORIAL FOR A CHINESE LADDER BRACELET

Obvs stop following this tutorial for the closure in the bracelet.

INCREDIBLY SIMPLE APOTHECARY BOOKMARK IDEA

Boot up canva or your editor of choice and do a shape such as the one below, then copy and paste it. If you use canva like I did, there's a specific template for bookmarks though you should check if it works with the size you'd like it.

Find a transparent picture of your character of choice, anything works and paste it onto one side of bookmarks. Or both, it's your choice.

Choose the colors of the mentioned character/s and apply it on the bookmark.

Print it and find some carbord and paste one side, cut it, and then paste the other side. If you have the ability to print it on carboard already definetely go for it.

(Optional) Using tape or a laminator, cover the bookmark

How it should look + Some examples

[ya-like-huey-lewis-and-the-news]

how the dead poets would prompose…

(pt. 2)

a/n: hello guys the response from my previous one was very positive and i had a lot of fun with it so i have decided to continue with the rest of the poets! also when i say all the poets i mean everyone except cameron since i know he's not a fan favorite lmao

knox overstreet:

we all know this man is very much a cheesy romantic

like

very very cliche stuff

scatters rose petals in a little trail with lit candles in a park probably at an ungodly hour of the night

he made the mistake of telling the poets so charlie and neil (who probably dragged todd with them) may or may not be hiding in some bushes

petals lead to a bench where he's sitting in with either flowers or promise rings or something like that

not much is said but you can see how much he loves you as you walk up to the bench

he just stares in awe at you

to him, you are the most beautiful person in the world

once you reach him, you sit next to him as you turn to face each other

he gives u the ring and says "(y/n)…will u go to prom with me?"

you aggressively nod your head yes and kiss him and hug him

so definitely a success

steven meeks:

definitely in a creative way but not in the way you would think

so basically

mr keating asks to see you after class and says he wants to work on some poetry analysis stuff

so he asks you to bring your poetry book and notebook and all that

he goes through about five or so pages outlining how to structure an analysis based on those poems

when you flip to the next page

which has a little note in it that says

"prom? -s.m.”

your face lights up obvs

you run out of the room to see steven and all the other poets there, standing

you give him a peck on the lips and hug him so tight he thinks he might die

“okay so i was thinking we could match with a sage green-“ he starts as you guys walk back to his dorm

gerard pitts:

he does something kind of simple but it has a lot of thought put into it because it’s…pitts

he probably asks you to meet him in the library or a random study room because he needs help with math

which you believe because none of these boys can do math to save their lives

as you walk in you see some low candle lighting and the rest of the boys all dressed nicely in a line leading to pitts

your boy looks so handsome all dressed up

he rarely ever dresses nice and when he does you know it’s because he cares

“(y/n)…will you go to prom with me? :)” he says as he holds out your favorite flower for you

which you only mentioned in passing and never mentioned explicitly because he’s THAT GOOD

“your tie is crooked” you smile while looking up at him

he grins and you can tell he’s so happy bc he’s an all around giggly person and there’s a specific smile he does when he’s around you

he just leans down and presses a kiss on your lips

“is that a yes?” “duh” you say as you kiss him again

i had much fun writing this pls give me requests !! i think my messages are open so pls lmk!!! i am pretty much willing to write anything (within reason)

[lotti-lyric]

Hello! Can I ask for a MHA matchup, please? I’m 18, she/her, and I’m pansexual!

I’m 5’4’’, I have short, brown, slightly wavy and VERY volumous hair. My eyes are brown and small. My skin is white and I’m latina! I have three aligned moles on my face and a scar on my lip! Where I live is very hot so I prefer fresh and simple clothes with bright colors. I’m always on flip flops!

I’m an ESFP! I’m a very smiling, optimistic and temperamental person. I'm very energetic, playful, funny, goofy and charismatic. I'm a little irritable, selfish and stubborn sometimes. I’m boyish and a little clumsy, so I accidentally hurt myself a lot. It's easy to make me very excited, but my mood changes very, very quickly. I'm very impatient and anxious and I've been biting my nails since I was a kid. Sometimes I can be very very stupid and reckless. I’m stubborn and determined, I don’t believe in destiny, when something goes wrong for me, I gotta search for a solution! But I'm very bad at hearing advices, I just do the same thing I wanted to in the start.

I’m that type of person that’s obssesed with their favorite color, mine being red. Kokkino means red, I simply LOVE that color and all of the other warm colors too. I love drawing, that’s my main hobbie and I want to work with it! Obviously I love animes and cartoons too. I also love meeting new places, so I always want to travel! I would LOVE to be a traveler and know all the places in the world and beyond, but….. freedom takes green. I love summer, the sun and the hot weather! I also love musicals, so sometimes people can hear me singing a little, but I’m not very good. My favorite band is Panic! At the Disco. I also love fast food! I prefer salty over sweet. I’m an early bird! I love mornings.. I love snapdragon flowers, they're my favorites!

I don’t like school… I’m not a very good student and the best part of school is seeing my friends, for sure. I don’t like reading and I get distracted very easily. I’m always drawing on my notebooks instead of taking notes. I also don’t like the cold very much. And I AM VERY VERY BAD AT MATH CHEMESTRY AND ALL OF THOSE TERRIBLE THINGS

I think that’s all, hope this is not too much! Thank you in advance!

charlotte’s interlude 💗- hey, hi and hello!! you seem so nice!! it’s not too much at all, ofc!! i tried to include as much of what you mentioned as possible! i wrote this thinking about marine biology college major! kiri 🥺 thank you so much for the ask love!! i hope you enjoy, have an incredible day!! 🎶✨

warning; kissing mention, anxiety mention, self deprecation, food mention

i match you with…

Kirishima Ejirou!!

10000x this hes so gooey for you i swear^

this boy is a puddle in your hands

YOU PROB SAW THIS MATCH COMING A WHILE AWAY BUT YALL R SO PERFECT 😭💗

you’re literally so gorgeous he is STUNNED

IF UR OK WITH IT HE’LL KISS UR MOLES 3 IN A ROW LIKE SMOOCH SMOOCH SMOOCH TIS V CUTE

he absolutely loves your energetic side!! you both give the same energy back and forth it’s just so positive

that being said, he also loves and appreciates all parts of your personality, including your stubborn side!! you balance each other out as well, it’s incredible!

will use his quirk all the time to keep you from getting hurt 💀

he’s always there to reassure you if you feel particularly anxious, he knows how you feel about advice so he always knows exactly what to say to cheer you up and set you on the right path!!

you’re both very goal oriented so you work as a team and it’s such a power couple moment AGH

obvs y’all bond over red we love the matching aesthetics

the way hed pay for any trip youd wanna go on once he’s a pro hero, you mention it once offhand and suddenly you have 2 plane tickets to paris in hand

supports your art and music, will take NO SELF DEPRECATION IN THIS HOUSEHOLD >:((

y’all work together to study because school is just ICKY but at least you’re together!!

all in all, he loves you so much omg

“I brought you some snapdragons!! You said they were your favorites once, I hope I got them right love!!”

he did 💗

[julemmaes]

Can you write more of the Nessian modern au where they have 5 kids plz?

Prompt ideas:

They go camping

Ezra goes on his first date

One of the kids (probably like Cal or Celia) feels like their parents done love them as much as they love the others / that they don’t get as much attention as they others

Obv u don’t need to use any of these prompts if u don’t want to, these are just some ideas

I loved your fic !!!

I Love You

Set in this universe, Nessian fourth child feels like she’s isn’t given the same amount of love her parents are showing her siblings and after a particularly bad day goes by, she bursts.

A/N: The ages: Ezra (23), Cal (19), Nora (14), Celia (12) and Andra (10). Nate is (18) and Iria (Emerie and Azriel’s firstborn) is (13).

It was hard to write this one, cause if one of my children came to me like this, telling me what Celia is going to say, I would probably kill myself you know. Hate these situations:(

Also, I’m definitely gonna write the other two too, cause they’re interesting and I think you all want to read about Ezra’s first date. So don’t worry, we’ll see them camping and struggling with love some more!

Enjoy!

Word count: 4,370

"Cal, can you help me with my homework?" asked Celia as she entered the boys room.

Her brother didn't even spare her a glance, waving a hand in mid-air, "I can't right now Cece, I'm playing with Nate and I can't pause, sorry." then burst out laughing at something his cousin had said to him through his earbuds. He cast her a quick glance over his shoulder, "Maybe when I finish."

The girl huffed, muttering a don't worry and closed the door behind her. She walked down the hallway, towards her room and Nora's. She didn't bother knocking, but froze in the doorway, staring at her sister with hopeful eyes. She knew she wouldn't find help there either when she heard her say Iria's name into the phone's microphone.

She could feel that she might be about to let out a scream of frustration.

She was about to leave the room when Nora noticed her, "Iria wait a second," she put a hand on the phone, smiling at Celia, "Do you want anything? I can leave the room if you need to study in silence," she offered her.

Celia shook her head, "I can't do this geometry problem." she said furrowing her brow as she looked at the strange figure on the sheet her math teacher had assigned her. She looked up at Nora and she had a bored look on her face. Celia had confirmation of what she had thought as soon as she walked in. Before her sister could find an excuse to escape that task, she smiled and said, "Don't worry, I'll do it myself."

Nora didn't even try to retort and resumed talking to her cousin, yelling at Celia to close the door when she left.

"Yeah, I'll close the door for you," she muttered to herself.

She didn't want to go to her mom and ask for help with her homework because she knew it would end with one of them yelling, but she had no other choice. Huffing for the millionth time, she headed downstairs, mentally ready to face an intense math session with her mom.

When she entered the kitchen, Nesta was leaning on her chair with her knees and half lying on the table, holding a yellow pencil and coloring one of the suns on Andra's exercise book.

Her sister was the first to see her, "Hi." she said in a flat tone.

Celia snickered, thinking "we're in the same boat sis". Doing homework with mom had always been tiring, whether it was math to solve or simple drawings to color, Nesta had the ability to squeeze their little brains to their last nerve.

Cassian had always told them that one day they would thank her, but Celia hadn't reached that moment yet. She was sure Ezra, who was finishing college, hadn't thanked her yet either for making him maintain that level of consistency in his studies.

"Mom," she called hesitantly, "could you help me with this problem?"

Andra glared at her, frowning, "She's helping me."

Celia knew she didn't mean it in a bad way, she knew she was probably just as tired as she was at that moment. After all, it was seven o'clock on a Sunday night for everyone, and if Andra had found herself finishing studying so late too, it was because she too had been given too much homework. She ignored her, waiting for Nesta to speak.

When he didn't answer her, Celia pushed with more annoyance in her voice, "Mom."

Nesta's head snapped toward her, and even this time, Celia knew the answer would be no. The weariness clear in her features. Nesta closed her eyes, scratching a temple with the tip of her pencil, "Can't you ask one of your siblings?"

"Nora and Cal are busy," she let her know, "I don't know where Ezra is."

Andra pointed her to the back door, "He's out with Dad, they're working in the gazebo."

Celia nodded, "Thank you." Nesta gave her a tired smile and then went back to coloring in the sun.

She clutched the book and notebook to her chest as she pushed the door open and the cold outside made her shiver. She could hear the hoarse laughter and low voices of her dad and brother, but she couldn't see them anywhere.

She stepped barefoot into the grass and wiggled her fingers through the blades of grass and then there was silence and Celia was suddenly afraid. If she turned around she could see Nesta and Andra at the table, but in front of her there was only darkness and silence, until a loud bang came from the gazebo and then she heard Cassian cursing, before Ezra burst out laughing.

She grinned, tiptoeing towards the two men.

As soon as she moved the curtain that was the door to the gazebo, a dart flew past her head and she jumped back, eyes wide. She felt her heart in her throat.

"Celia!" had shouted Ezra, sprinting toward her. His eyes, too, were full of fear and he had grabbed her by the arms. Cassian immediately behind him stroked her hair, checking to make sure he hadn't poked her in the face. They both let go a breath of relief when they saw that she was okay.

"Cutie you have to be careful when you come in here, you know that," her dad told her with a carefree smile on his face, "If I caught you, mommy would skin me alive."

All three cackled, Ezra pulling himself up and removing the darts from the board.

"Did you need anything?" asked Cassian.

Celia nodded, remembering the real reason she had gone there, "I can't do this problem-" she started to open the notebook, but Ezra interrupted her.

"Dad and I are just finishing up fixing this actually," he told her with a apologetic grimace, "Could you wait a half hour?"

Celia looked at Cassian hopefully, but her dad was already back handling tools and nails.

She turned to her brother, "But you were playing darts." she said impassively.

Ezra shrugged, "We were just taking a few minutes off, we've been working for hours." then turned to Dad, "Where's the wire?"

Cassian pointed to a spot on the other side of the gazebo and Celia took that gesture as her cue to leave them alone again.

"Nevermind." she whispered, closing the notebook and leaving the gazebo.

She eyed the table at which they ate breakfast every summer morning, thinking that if she started studying there maybe she would die of hypothermia and finally someone would deign to help her. Laughing at how extra she could be at times, she walked back into the house, passing her mom and Andra in silence and heading back to Cal's room. She was going to wait for him to finish the game and then force him to solve the problem for her.

She threw open the door and Cal let out a shriek, startling her.

"God, Cece you scared the shit out of me." he breathed, bringing a hand to his chest, finishing pulling on his pants.

Celia furrowed her brow, "Weren't you playing with Nate?"

Cal nodded absentmindedly, looking around, "See my wallet?"

She pointed it out to him. "Where are you going? You said you'd help me," she said in a whiny tone.

"I said maybe," he smiled slyly at her, "and Raina called me and I'm spending the night at her place." with that he turned and opened the drawer, pulling out two aluminum foil envelopes. As soon as Celia realized what they were, she brought her hands to her eyes.

"Gee," she sighed, then turned around shaking her head, "I didn't need to see that."

Without looking at him, she raised a hand, smiling tightly at the empty space in front of her, "See you tomorrow, have fun."

Cal chuckled as he walked past her and darted down the stairs, "Sure will. See you tomorrow."

Celia shook her head again and then again, trying to erase the image of- she walked back down the hall, opening up the door to her room.

Nora in a completely different position was still talking on the phone and when she saw her she rolled her eyes, telling Iria to wait yet again. She turned on her stomach, raising an eyebrow, "What is it?"

Why is everyone so grumpy today?

Celia was fed up with that attitude and raised her arms to the sky, "Nothing, whatever."

Then they stared at each other for a few seconds and Nora nodded her chin, "Could you please go out? I'm talking to Iria on the phone and-"

"This is my room, too," Celia retorted, pointing out the obvious.

Nora huffed, leaning her head back, "Yes and I'm asking if I can please talk to our cousin in private."

Celia was getting even more nervous. "If you would help me with this problem I could go mind my own business in the living room and I wouldn't have to bother you every five minutes anymore."

Nora stood up, grabbing her by the arm and pushing her out of the room, "I'll help you when I'm done talking on the phone."

Celia didn't even have time to realize that her sister had literally just thrown her out of the room that the door behind her had already been closed. She wanted to go back in and throw herself at Nora and work it out the way they used to work it out when they were kids, when they could still hit each other if they fought - not that their parents ever let them go beyond the first slap or hair pull.  

She walked into the bathroom in the middle of their rooms to see where Cassian and Ezra stood, but from the second floor it was impossible to see inside the gazebo.

She went to Andra's room so she wouldn't risk running into condom wrappers and having to breathe the testosterone-smelling air of her brothers' room and sat down on the bed. She opened the notebook on her lap, rereading the problem statement aloud.

"A rectangular parallelepiped has basic dimensions that measure-" then she stopped.

It was pointless. She couldn't figure out what formulas to apply to calculate what was asked of her in the fourth question. Rereading the text wasn't going to help.

She brought her hands to her hair.

Why is this so hard?

She heard Nora laughing down the hall and felt anger sizzle under her skin.

Ever since she'd gotten the phone for her fourteenth birthday, there hadn't been a night that was one in which she hadn't called Iria. And it had only been a few months since she'd started high school, but Celia didn't understand how those two things had managed to change her sister like that.

She knew Nora still cared about her, but it was getting harder and harder to spend time with her, and Cal was always out with Raina and the twins and it was possible that she didn't see him for days at a time. Although that last part had become an occurrence in recent years.

Nesta had explained to her that it was normal, that they were just growing up and there was nothing to worry about, that they'd get closer once she got older too, but it had hurt Celia to lose Cal in many ways and now she was just scared that the same thing would happen with Nora.

She had nothing against spending her free time with Andra, but she was still little and still liked to play with dolls and Celia would rather hang herself than pretend to be a Doctor Peluche one more time.

She chuckled again this time, imagining herself announcing her death to her parents after her little sister asked her to play.

Then she heard Andra scream with happiness and run up the stairs. She was just in time to get out of the bed and out of the room that her sister was at the top of the stairs.

"I finished my homework!" she yelled, balling up her fists in the air.

Celia smiled at her, "Great."

Then Andra sagged, "Now I'm going to go take a victory nap."

"You've earned it." she walked past her as she yawned and headed down the stairs two steps at a time.

"Mom!" she called skipping the last three, "Can you help me now?"

Nesta made a frustrated sound, turning to her with a bag of frozen green beans in her hand.

"I just finished with Andra, is there any way we could think about this after dinner?"

Celia was about to start crying, but nodded anyway. She went into the living room when her mom resumed cooking, turning on the TV and putting on a channel where they showed how food is made.

When her dad and Ezra came back into the house they were so dirty that Nesta sent them straight to get washed up with the threat of not letting them sit down if they didn't smell flowery and clean.

Celia would have gone along with her mom, adding a sassy retort to make it even more dramatic, but at that moment she couldn't speak.

Cassian had passed behind the couch to go to the bathroom and shower, ruffling her hair and leaving a kiss on her head.

Even there, Celia didn't respond or say any "I love you too" back.

She didn't realize until a few minutes later that she wasn't really watching the show, and when she felt she was about to start crying - from too much accumulated stress and frustration throughout the day - she decided she needed to find a place where she could blow off steam.

Her room was apparently off-limits, Andra's was occupied and she couldn't hide in either her parents' or her brothers' room because both Ezra and her dad would go there to get dressed after their showers.

This only added to all the bad things of the day and on top of all the crap, she knew her mom was going to go to sleep right after dinner. When Nesta was this tired there was no way she was going to be able to stay up a minute longer and even if she could convince her it would just be hell.

Doing math with a calm and rested Nesta was already a nightmare on its own, she didn't want to think about what it would be like to do it with a cranky and tired Nesta.

She silently opened the door that led into the tavern, where the brothers normally spent their Saturday nights with their cousins and friends. The girls still weren't allowed to go down there when everyone was there, and Celia was looking forward to high school so she would get a free pass to attend their nights.

That is, if they would accept her.

She closed the door carefully behind her and ran down the stairs, turning on the light first.

She threw herself on the couch and then hugged her legs, sobbing once. And then again and again until a liberating cry was wracking her body.

She didn't know if it was just the math assignment she couldn't do or if it bothered her to see how much everyone didn't need her at that moment. Andra had mom and Ezra had dad and Nora and Cal had their respective friends and Celia… she felt so lonely right then.

She sobbed particularly loudly and clamped her mouth shut with her hand when she heard her father's footsteps pass by the tavern door. She didn't want him to hear her, it would worry him for nothing.

Yes, it was just because she couldn't get a stupid math problem right. She was overreacting.

She didn't need her parents. Or her brothers.

Or her sister for that matter.

She was sure all of her classmates were getting the exercise done.

She loosened her arms from around her legs and lay down on the couch, closing her eyes and clutching one of the pillows to her chest. It had a vague earthy smell to it, but it smelled like Cal too, and it angered the girl even more as she grabbed a corner of the pillow and threw it across the room, yelling not too loudly.

She didn't know how long she'd been down there, but when Nesta called the family to let them know dinner was ready, Celia sprang to her feet. She pulled the sleeves of her shirt over her hands and ran them over her face to remove the residue of the crying in frantic movements.

She took three deep breaths and then walked slowly up the stair

s. She opened the door just as Ezra walked into the living room and their eyes met.

She immediately lowered her head, so he wouldn't see her face, but her brother put a hand on her shoulder, "Lia..." the silent request to look at him clear as day.

"What?" she replied too surly. She cursed in her head when she noticed her brother stiffen. It was as if she could see his surprised expression.

So much for playing dumb.

"Are you okay?" he asked, then squeezed her shoulder, "Why were you downstairs?"

She moved to escape his grasp, then ran a hand over her face, huffing, "I was looking for something." she replied evasively, trying to make her way to the kitchen. Ezra grabbed her wrist, spinning her around, at which point Celia was forced to look at him.

Ezra had a conflicted expression, somewhere between angry and worried, "What happened? Why are you crying?" he asked, in a tone that didn't allow for a non-answer.

Celia remained silent, her brows knitted in a frown as she tried to swallow the knot that was forming in her throat.

Perhaps he had spoken too loudly, because Cassian's figure appeared in the kitchen doorway, "Who's crying?"

Celia looked towards her dad and it only took a second of seeing him for the crying to return, only harder.

Cassian's face turned completely as he moved Ezra from in front of his daughter and hugged her, lifting her off the ground. Celia wrapped her arms around her father's neck, hiding her face between the crook of his neck and his shoulder, and only sobbed louder as Cassian's hand began massaging her back in circular motions.

She didn't care if she would be thirteen in a few weeks. She didn't care that her father was rocking her like he used to when she was little, she just wanted him to hold her close.

She wrapped her legs around her dad's waist and heard Cassian take a shaky breath, "Ezra why don't you go ahead? We'll be right there."

Celia didn't see or hear her brother's response, but she was grateful to her dad when he moved to the couch, settling down and bringing her to him. She pressed herself tighter against him.

"Lia, what happened?" he whispered in her ear. This only made her sob more loudly, "Ssh, cutie," he murmured as the little girl's breathing became more erratic, "It's okay."

"Celia." her mom's voice made her sit up and Nesta was there, who with only a few steps was behind the couch. She'd seen Andra and Nora's heads pop up from the kitchen as well, but Ezra had called them back and they were gone immediately.

Nesta took a seat next to Cassian, her arms outstretched toward her daughter, but her gaze fixed on her husband's. Celia launched herself at her mother, but kept an arm around her father's neck and Cassian took her hand, squeezing it in his.

The child's tears had soaked his pajama shirt and Nesta's chest tightened. She brushed Celia's hair until she had a clear view of her daughter's face, "What's wrong?"

"I have-" she sobbed, "I had to solve a problem and I couldn't and no one-" every breath she tried to take was broken by a sob. She sniffled, "And then Nora kicked me out of the room and Cal- Cal didn't want to help me and he left and you were-" she ran the hand that wasn't clasped in Cassian's over her face, "You were helping Andra." then she turned to her dad and started crying again, "And then you and Ezra sent me away."

Nesta felt tremendous guilt and was about to apologize to her, for ignoring her, but then Celia said something that completely broke her heart.

"You don't love me like you do the others," she sobbed into her mom's chest.

"Oh, Lia." murmured Cassian, in a hurt tone. He slipped a hand between Nesta and his daughter's stomach and pulled her away from her mother, forcing the woman's arms off Celia.

Cassian sat her back down on his lap and looked into her eyes, leaning down just enough to be at the same height as her. His brow was furrowed and she could see how upset those few words had made him.

"That's absolutely not true." he whispered in a firm tone, watching the redness of his little girl's face, the tears that continued to fall undisturbed.

Nesta stroked her hair, "Your father is right." she added.

"You are all on exactly the same level. There's no such thing as loving one child more than the other," he repeated, "It's not possible."

Celia took more shaky breaths, struggling to speak, "Cal and Nora hate me now."

Nesta felt bad for her little girl. She didn't dare imagine how long she had kept those doubts to herself, couldn't imagine how she could think those things. How she had let one of her children feel that way without even noticing.

"Cal could never hate you and you know it. He loves you too much. Exactly like me and Mom and Nora too, even though it might not seem like it." said Cassian. Then he ran a thumb under her eyes, wiping her cheeks. "I'm sorry if we made you feel left out today, that wasn't our intention, okay?"

Celia nodded, but resumed crying.

"We're a family, we all love each other so much, but we're also numerous," Nesta tried to explain, "It may happen sometimes that no one is available to help you at that moment, but that doesn't mean they don't love you or care about you less than the day before."

Cassian squeezed her hips, "Why didn't you tell us this before?" he asked her, later clarifying, "That you were feeling this way."

Celia shrugged, resting her hands on her daddy's chest, just as she did when she was little.

"I don't want it to get to a point where you can't hold back anymore and you have to hide to cry, okay?" said Cassian to her. Nesta looked at him and saw that his eyes were glazed over. She placed a hand on his leg, but the man's attention didn't shift from his daughter's face. "If you feel that Mama and I and anyone in this house are misbehaving with you, you come tell us and we'll talk about it, without the need to yell at each other and fight." he gave her a hesitant smile. Then he wrapped her up and pulled her against him, kissing her temple, "Please don't think I love you any less just because I'm a stupid, clueless big man who can't manage his time optimally, okay?"

Celia nodded against his neck, starting to play with the end of his hair strands.

"And I'm sorry if I made you think that for even a second," he closed his eyes as he whispered those words to her.

"I love you dad." said Celia in a muffled voice.

Cassian held her tighter to his chest, "I love you cutie."

Nesta cleared her throat, laying a hand on her daughter's back, "I'm sorry if I didn't pay enough attention to you today too and if I sent you out of the kitchen," she murmured, urging her to look at her. Celia broke away from Cassian, getting off his lap and launching herself at her mother, who caught her and stifled a laugh at the sudden weight.

God, she was growing up so fast, too.

"I love you, Lia." she whispered to her, "Don't ever doubt that, please."

"I love you mom."

They stayed rocking their baby girl for a few more minutes, then Cassian made a joke about the food that was getting cold in their plates, and all three of them got up from the couch and walked into a particularly quiet kitchen.

Nesta took a seat next to Andra and kissed her forehead as she took a green bean from the serving plate with her small hand.

Cassian glanced at all his children present and blew out a cough, "Maybe we should talk about eavesdropping as well."

Ezra turned to Celia, who was wiping her face with her napkin despite the fact that it was already dry, "Sorry for making you feel that way." he smiled at her, "I love you."

Celia nodded, focusing on her food.

"I want to apologize too," Nora said more softly, playing with the edge of the tablecloth. "I shouldn't have kicked you out of the room like that, and if you want to later I'll help you with the problem."

Her sister looked at her and opened her mouth, then closed it, then opened it again, "I would love to."

"Sorry." said Andra, with a rather cute frown on her face. She probably didn't quite understand what had happened, but Celia appreciated either way. Even as she gave her the widest smile as she said, "I love you."

Celia looked at everyone at the table, swallowing noisily, "I love you."

She would talk to Cal another time.

They ate between jokes and pranks and after dinner they all jumped on their parents' bed, cuddling until they all fell asleep there. Cassian and Nesta were forced to give up their room for the night, taking refuge in the guest room instead, but not before showing their children how much infinite love they felt for each of them.

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[peachesofteal]

Hi Peach!

I don’t know if this is a stupid question, but I figure I’d ask. Is Graves still Graves in Simple Math? Like Shadow Company, Las Almas, betrayal, etc…? I think it’d be interesting if they already knew of him, and how they’d work out getting revenge. Not trying to force it one way or another, just trying to piece together the universe! I’ve loved Simple Math so far, I’m excited to see where you take it!

He’s still Graves! They know him. Everything is pretty much canon (obv they’re together and have a kid so we’re dealing with a more extended timeline and looser parameters) except Johnny’s death. More about their experience with Graves will be revealed once we get there. I’m so glad you’re enjoying it! 🩵

[jackie-shitposts]

ok I'm out of my chai tea concussion or whatever trance I went into

obv it's gonna taste good it's desi and tea put together what did anyone expect

still. the name is very irritating.

tea x tea = tea ²

clearly this means chai tea is the perfect name for my favorite tea. if just makes it even better- thats simple math guys

in another note chai tea is only good cold and any other opinions are simply wrong

[thetaoofbetty]

one million of people you say? a whole million? wow. and you know, oddly enough, after i blocked you, the third ask that was fairly benign disappeared from my inbox, that’s next level efforts, friend, slow clap to you.👏 

and as much as i love the self-own about archie’s singing, let’s get to it—

ratings for 4/01: 

the last 3: 

granted, i think most of us watched 4/18 out of morbid curiosity which would explain the bump (humans love to watch a train wreck)

so, as you can see, even though you use bots and have multiple accounts not even a whole million of barchie’s biggest fans can even be bothered to watch the show live. 

in fact, season average is...well, it’s not good (it’s understandable, the show is just...terrible in general): 

y i k e s 

i really hope you get your whole million together by the start of s5, love. you’re going to need it. 

further more, if you’re so popular online and in fandom, i’m going to need an explanation for this: 

and just to be sure i was really fair, i didn’t eliminate any tags for your ship, i wanted to give you as many fics as possible (including one of mine being lumped in there—you’re welcome)

because, funnily enough, when i look at bughead, i get this: 

(again, to be fair, no tags eliminated, so i’m sure there’s a few barchie fics in there) 

sorry, this is gonna get long: 

so then i was like, the most popular on youtube you say? okay, sure, i don’t watch a ton of videos for ships on there, i can buy that edits are popular for barchie (since you don’t have a lot of canon, edits are a comfort) so let’s compare. 

i searched barchie and filtered it to highest view count: 

1.1 million! good job, you! 

then, of course, to keep it even, i did the exact same thing for bughead: 

well, i mean, i’m not great at math, but i can do some and i think 3.8 million is higher than 1.1. 🤔

to be even more fair, i searched archie x betty and filtered view count: 

(yes, i scribbled on it. you should save that, it’s art) but 2 million—even better!

then, i searched betty x jughead and filtered for view count: 

oof. now i am actually bad at math (pls see my art above, we all have our different skills) but i k n o w 23 million is more than 2 million. i used my hands to count and everything. 

then i was like, wait, why is veronica not part of this???? veronica doesn’t get tossed aside because she’s in your way, babes, nope. give our girl ronnie some credit here. so then i searched archie x veronica and filtered for view count: 

well, dang. here we go again with math. 

okay. varchie. let’s try varchie: 

well damn. i can’t make it work in your favor with the 5 minutes of effort i put in. sorry. 😔

there’s a chance, that maybe, just maybe, that all of your likes/interactions across social media is more concentrated on the smaller amount of posts because your ship has less content overall (i think this might be true with the varchie videos, there are less of them so the hit count gets concentrated overall) whereas bughead has a much larger reach. now, true, that requires simple logic to be applied and realizing the trends of concentrations of demographics being used across each social media site along with users creating multiple accounts, etc. 

(no, this obvs doesn’t include social data for other sites like twitter and insta, i don’t even use instagram and my twitter is professional in capacity, i’m not on there liking pics or commenting on entertainment media)

but, wait. maybe i was on the wrong site with fic??? let’s try fanfiction.net for kicks: 

betty x archie, filtered with all available fics: 

you’ll have to take my word for it, i had to search, it was a whole thing. 

okay. let’s do this! betty x jughead: 

you guys just cannot catch a break. i’m really pulling for you guys. thoughts and prayers.💜

[caswlw]

i am incredibly enthusiastic about math that’s interesting and fun and i don’t even like math. like i’m in ap stats and ap macro rn and the lil equations? the graphs? the real world application ??? legit the best part of my day

and not in the whole omg math is so beautiful and patterns and equations that take up full sheets of paper bs- but in that math can be exciting when u care about the context it sits in ! like i love calculating simple things like my paycheck and finding out how i can make an equation to plug my hours into by finding out my tax rates that are conveniently not listed on the statement! i love adding up simple numbers for how much the books i’m buying will cost when i remember my discount and all the other bogo or % off deals. i find joy in being able to understand things i hear on the news bc of my stats and econ classes but that same joy is in just subtracting numbers to try and find out an age of an artist we’re discussing before my teacher reads it out. like math is so good when it’s applicable to real life bc no one (read: me) likes math that relies on concepts so detached from reality that it’s just numbers and bizarre scenarios . other people aren’t me obvs so if u hate math i will try to hear u out, but i just can’t separate how much more fun it is to do math about things that feel real when you’ve done nothing but fakey problems that surround a math topic for years 😞 instead of problems that surround something real that you’re applying the math to. does that make sense or do i have to read this to my stats teacher tomorrow to get perspective from someone who can understand what i’m trying to say