negative number

[ A G E x G A P ]

♡ some of these are fluff, some are angst, some are a fucking joke, but i think they’re all what you expected lmao i wish. thank you for requesting! also, um, these are vvvvv long, sorry bout that 

Kim Seokjin.

 Netizens are losing their minds. Your ship name is trending worldwide and the number of negative comments is almost unbelievable. Jin had tried so hard to keep you out of the public eye and for so long but seems like all his attempts of doing so had gone to shit in a matter of minutes. The power of the media can’t be compared to anything, and you’re both well aware that fans are not going to let of this any time sooner. Because the rumors are true after all: Jin is eight years older than you and there’s not way you can convince them otherwise now that the cat is out of the box.

 The boys are gathered around the living room in silence. Jin is holding you tight while you sobb nonstop, even though you’ve been a crying mess for an hour and a half now. Jin’s shoulder is soaking wet thanks to your tears and the front of his shirt is wrinkled because of how hard you’ve been holding onto him. The others don’t know if  there is even a way they can make you feel a little bit better about the whole situation. Namjoon remembers warning Jin about this when you guys decided to formalize things but now is not the time of saying ‘I told you so’. Jin knows he fucked up bigtime and is desperate to find a solution.

 He’s not worried about him. He’s so used to people making up bullshit about him and his brothers that he wouldn’t be surprised if suddenly there’s a million rumours about you being hired by the company, or even abused and forced to be with him. He knows how to deal with speculations, but you don’t. You’re so young and innocent and you shouldn’t be going through this crap. And right now there’s no words he can say to you because he can’t deny feeling surprised and exposed, so he keeps holding you tight, making sure you know by his actions that he’s not leaving you by yourself.

 Min Yoongi.

 He’s holding the phone with both hands, while Jimin looks over his shoulders carefully, expecting his reaction. You’re sitting next to him, resting against his leg, furrowing your eyebrows. The quality of the video is horrible and the person’s hand is shaking a lot, but still you can see clearly what is being filmed. There’s a lot people crowded in the dim lighted room: in the first two minutes of the video you can only see Hoseok and Namjoon chatting with Jackson and Yugyeom from GOT7, a little bit to the right are Jin and Jungkook sitting on two small but chic couches, laughing uncontrollably and pointing to someone. Then the camera turns around and reveals two young girls smiling like fucking idiots. When the camera is focused again on the dancefloor-like room, there’s no Jin nor Jungkook, nor any other boy.

 Here comes the night by DJ Snake starts playing and two lovers appear on the screen. Yoongi scrunches his nose at the sight, you just shift uncomfortably in your seat and Jimin takes a deep breath because he has seen the video already. You seem to be dancing slowly, Yoongi’s left arm wrapped around your waist while he holds a cup of something in his right hand. Both of you are smiling innocently at the each other until the second chorus of the song comes. By then, you hold Yoongi’s face and smash your lips against his. Hard. For the rest of the video, there’s only you and Yoongi making out as if there was if no tomorrow. When it ends, there’s silence. Yoongi starts scrolling through the comments, seeing nothing but “isn’t she too young to be in a club?” “is that yoongi’s personal whore?” “he can go to jail for that” “is she eight?”.

 He gives Jimin’s phone back, sighs heavily and looks at you with this glance mixed between serious and unfaced, “I guess I’m your nanny from now on, kiddo”, you just slap him in the shoulder between laughs. You both that  even if you’re eight years younger than him, your mental age doesn’t compare to that. 

 Jung Hoseok.

 “So a fan sent us a set of recent pictures of you arriving to LAX”, all the boys nod, while Namjoon explains everything about their promotion campaign in America. Hoseok is too focused on his friend’s words to even notice the pictures are being projected on the big screen behind them, and only turns around only until Namjoon’s voice is replaced by his nervous giggle, “Oh, I haven’t seen that before”, says a shocked Eric Nam, trying his best not to look embarrassed because he had definitely seen that before but agreed with the production not to show it on the big screen for obvious reasons. Hoseok looks at the picture behind him and then to the front, with his signature J-Nope face.

 The incident is forgotten soon after, when no one really comments on the picture of you and Hoseok hand by hand, with matching face masks under your chins and big smiles on your faces. It had caused a big fuss when it was first posted on a fansite and the comments about you being way too young for him were soon under every single tweet posted on BTS’s account. Honestly, the incident was so old already and even now, Hoseok never bothered to explain his relationship with this pretty and jovial girl. Not even when it was exposed on Koreaboo that she was eight years younger than him. The lack of of everybody’s interest on the topic was so big that the interview was not affected by someone’s mistake of projecting the picture and they were able to conclude the show without any trouble.

 Right after they were sent again to their dressing room backset, Hoseok was quick to give you a call just to ask you about the episode. You never answered the phone so he was relieved when he remembered that was exactly the time of the day in which you take a nap. He knew you didn’t care about any of that too, but still, you were too young to receive any kind of hate and specially get affected by it.

 Kim Namjoon.

 It’s been awhile since one of you said a word. The silence that came after the worst argument you have ever had was killing you inside,but you were too prideful to speak first and so was Namjoon. You were looking at the back of his head with your arms wrapped around yourself, rethinking about all the horrible things he had said to you due to the heat of the argument. They were probably going to hunt you for quite some time. You could see he was breathing heavily judging by the way his back was raising and you wanted to sooth him with the soft touch of your hands but at this point, you didn’t know if one act that simple could annoy him or not.

 Namjoon was angry enough at you for acting so immature and just remembering the way you way you were yelling at him for things he couldn’t control got him worked up again. He was decided to lecture you once again when he turned around and faced you but his heart was broken the instant he saw the way you were standing, all vulnerable, scared of his next move. You were not one to blame; he was stupid enough to think you were going to be able to manage this yourself. He also forgot he had promised you were going to move on together if that some point things got difficult, but apparently those promises were erased from his memory the moment you complained about the unnecessary attention you were getting.

 And it wasn’t your fault. None of this. It wasn’t your fault that you were born eight years after him. It wasn’t your fault that he didn’t know how to deal with all the attention that was starting to get too overwhelming. It wasn’t your fault that he was so madly in love with you he thought sharing you to the world was gonna do any good. Now he was ruining your life, your young life. Was he really such a bad person?

 Your eyes were closed when Namjoon came closer and hugged you, and your first reaction was to jump away. He looked at you with wide eyes as his lower lip started quivering, “I didn’t… I’m sorry Namjoon” “No, it’s… it’s okay”, but you couldn’t let him go with the idea of you being afraid of him, even when his screams were the most terrifying thing you had ever heard. So you took a few steps forward and rested your head on his chest, his arms automatically going around your narrow shoulders. The age gap was bringing you a lot of trouble, but Namjoon was too good to let go, and so were you.

 Park Jimin.

 “Eight years?”, the boys are looking at him as if he was some kind of strange animal. Jimin is annoyed and is trying to hide the fact that he’s not enjoying their reactions at all, but it’s a shame he’s so expressive because he can’t never get away with anything. He’s introducing you to them for the first time and the way they’re acting to you being way younger than Jungkook is making him wonder if he should just tell cancel plans with you and go somewhere else for your date night, “You don’t have to like her, just be nice”, at this point Jimin is practically begging them to treat you as if you were one of them. He knows how hard it is for you to get used to people and if they’re not comfortable with the idea of you being basically a kid, he’s not gonna make you go through this, “You’re misunderstanding, Jimin. It’s not that we don’t like her because we don’t even know her. What I meant by that is that, well… this is no easy life, the one we have, you know? Don’t you think it will be hard for her and for you if one day everything comes to light?”, of course he’s aware of that, but Jimin loves you so much he’s willing to give up his entire peace just so he can be with you, “Of course I know, and I don’t care about what the media or anyone says. Can you just give her a chance?”, the boys look at each other, worried that Jimin is committing a huge mistake by getting involved with this girl, younger than him for eight years. But they let him be and promise they’ll act as natural as ever.

 To say they were shocked by your persona when you arrived to the dorms is little. You surely didn’t look like you were eight years younger than Jimin and by the way you expressed yourself, you certainly didn’t have the mentality of the typical rebellious teenager. You seemed very mature and able to maintain a serious conversation, and what surprised them the most is that you could melt Jimin with a single glance.

Kim Taehyung.

The absurdity of the article is in so many other levels that your first reaction when reading the headline is to blink. That’s right. You blink, tilt your head like a confused puppy and read the headline again. “V from BTS spotted near the Han River with younger sister”. When it clicks a certain buttons in your head, the only thing you’re able to do is burst in laughter. You’re screaming so hard it doesn’t take long for someone to go down starts to make sure you’re not losing your mind out of nowhere. Taehyung is glad to see you so happy but he’s curious self gets the best of him and now he wants to laugh with you, “What’s so funny?”, he asks. You’re not even able to explain to him the situation because you’re literally choking of laughter so you just throw your cellphone at him.

 His reaction is very similar to yours. He doesn’t seem to get it at first, but when he does, he looks between the cellphone and your dying figure before starting to crack up too. Soon there are tears rolling down his cheeks and he doesn’t know if he should be worrying or not. Even if he tries to worry, he will end up laughing again because when in hell did his parents gave him a grown teenager sister? You’re calming down a little bit right when Yoongi and Hoseok appear at the bottom of the stairs, the first with an annoyed look on his face and the second showing an amusing smile, “What is wrong with you two?”, says Yoongi under his breath, scratching his butt and disappearing in the kitchen. Instead of following, Hoseok takes the cellphone that is in Taehyung’s hand and reads the article too.

 Now there are three people laughing hard and rolling on the floor, this meaning the whole situation will never not be hilarious, “You’re so small they thought you were his younger sister, this is gold”, says Hobi between laughs and grabbing at his stomach, “This wouldn’t be possible without you baby, thank you so much”, you do your best to control yourself and you succeed, cleaning yours and Taehyung’s tears in the process, “I’m not ten” you smack him right in the head, earning a small welp from him, “Are you sure?”, he says with a straight face before breaking in laugh once again, you following soon after.

Jeon Jungkook.

This was madness. You were warned that going through the airport was going to be quite an adventure but you never expected this many people. And they were aggressive. You didn’t have any issues with crowds but you also appreciated your life and sadly, all you could was hold Jungkook’s hand tight and hope for the best. That was your first mistake.

Their manager had told you it was best if you just holded onto his arm and looked down the whole walk to security but the moment you putted a feet out of the car, the sea of people launched towards you. Your first instinct was to hold your boyfriend and follow his way. Girls were confused, shocked and triggered so they did what they were best at: trash you as much as they could. From comments like “who the fuck is that bitch” to “let go of the maknae”, the ones that got your total attention were the ones that mocked your size and your apparent age. You honestly didn’t give a single shit about all that but you knew Jungkook did.

 Just to make sure he was not about to murder someone you lifted your head slightly, catching a glimpse of him before your head was pushed back down carefully by Jin that was right behind you. Jungkook looked flustered and his neck vein was popping so much you were afraid it would burst at any moment. He hated being judged but what got to him the most was the fact that they were being so rude towards you when they didn’t even know you. He never said anything the rest of the trip, not even when you were in a safe area, but he held you. Jungkook is a sensitive guy and his emotions were always overwhelming so instead of asking him about it, you held him back, soothing him with a sweet touch on his biceps, “Don’t worry. I may be younger, but I’m not dumber” “That rhymed”, it’s his smile what you wanted to see and know that he’s staring at you with happy eyes, you can’t ask for more.  

yall wanna hear something cool and completely unrelated to this blog, okay theres all these different sets of numbers right, and all these sets of numbers are infinite 

So the number sets kinda look like this,

you have 

a [all the real numbers]

a + bi [the complex numbers which include i the imaginary number which is really just another way of looking at how algebra can function (we can now take the square root of negative numbers), which is a different take on algebra where we simply had the set of real numbers]

and then you get 

a + bi + cj + dk [quaternions, which is the next step up from the complex numbers in algebra, and are a new set of numbers that have a new way of looking at algebra, and are also infinite]

So about the complex numbers, thats numbers that include i, the ~imaginary number~ which is a terrible name for it, it’s not imaginary, just a completely different bit of algebra that doesnt work with what was previously thought to be algebraic laws and rules. Because before we had i you couldn’t take the square root of a negative number, because thats just not how the real numbers worked. It changed how algebra functioned with this new set of numbers. 

You can just change the set of rules for math for it to work, by creating something new, as long as it all logically follows.

Anyway, once you get past the complex numbers you hit this cool thing called quaternions, which is another set of numbers, except in this set of numbers, which are also infinite, they don’t follow all of the rules of algebra we were previously taught to believe, in this set of numbers we don’t have the commutativity property,

[commutativity property is where a*b = c, and b*a = c]

without this it means if you multiply numbers together together in different orders, you get different answers. Which isn’t how any of the other previous sets of numbers work in algebra.

in regular algebra which works with all those numbers up to the complex numbers: 2*3 = 6, and 3*2 = 6

In quaternions: j*k = i, but k*j = -i

So with quaternions 

i^2 = -1

j^2 = -1

k^2 = -1

But you know whats wild about this, in this set of numbers:

i*j*k = -1

And the order does matter in this set of numbers.

because in this set of algebra

i*j = k  BUT heres the wild part j*i = -k

we can see it again:

j*k = i, BUT k*j = -i

When you multiply j*k you get i, when you multiply k*j you get -i, which isn’t how any of the other number sets behind this one in algebra work, isn’t that wild? 

There’s a part of math where basic definitions of algebra don’t exist for these types of numbers to exist, and the further you keep going into new numbers, the more fundamental rules of algebra you start losing for the number sets to exist.

and this guy just came up with it walking across a bridge

Office Hours

Part 2

Pairing: Negan x reader x another female

Summary: Negan is a university professor, he assigns you an unlikely partner. When things aren’t working out between the two of you. Negan proposes an unusual method for conflict resolution.

Words: 2806

Warnings: Sexual encounter between professor and student, girl on girl action, ffm threesome, daddy kink, unprotected sex. He swears a lot because he’s Negan.

Author’s Notes: Based on this dream I confessed to @grungedaddykinks . Also, the Sam in this story is her. Check out her selfies because she is too gorgeous for my words to do her justice. If you’re interested in reading a little something-something we collaborated on, check out the finished RP thread we did. Feel free to message me if you have any writing ideas for me.


Professor Negan was fine as fuck you couldn’t take your eyes off of him as he paced the front of the room explaining the difference between a representative democracy and a direct democracy. It almost made you regret waiting until your last year to start taking electives. Who would have known such a fine male specimen worked at the Political Science Department at the university?

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Can’t believe Dave Strider canonically had what is probably the most compelling personal plot arc involving bisexuality I have ever seen in media, forever cementing him as one of my all time favorite fictional characters, right alongside his canon boyfriend, who is btw yet another fantastic bisexual character

So nice I didn’t have to sit through either of their sexualities being fetishized or played off as shorthand for any number of negative tropes that are linked by media to bisexuality every single day and instead just got to see a pair of nice kids who deserved better than they got figure themselves out over a quiet period of relative safety and end up comfortable and happy with themselves barring some heavily relatable nerves re: coming out/going public w their relationship

Glad everyone respects how important this narrative was for queer ppl of all types and ages to see out of an endgame canon pairing in a piece of popular media :^)

anonymous asked:

Have you had any progress on the Superman AU doujinshi you were planning on doing? (sorry if this question has already been asked!!)

Hello!!! i’m very sorry to say this year my productivity has fallen under negative numbers because uni doesn’t allow me to do anything but uni… But I got to doodle something during the last stream!! (ノ≧∀≦)ノ 

I still plan on working on it!! I only need 2093498234 hands and to be over with this damned uni year (_ ._.)_ THANK YOU SO MUCH FOR YOUR INTEREST ANON IT MAKES ME SO WARM TO THINK PEOPLE MIGHT STILL BE INTERESTED ABOUT THE SUPERMAN AU.. YOU CUTE I’M CRYING

Dear Me

It’s me again. This is your daily reminder. You’re #1. Always. I keep telling you and you keep forgetting. So I’m here. I’m here reminding you that you’re still #1. You still have to look out for yourself before anything or anyone else. You’re still worth it. You’re still enough.

I’ll remind you again tomorrow.

Love,
Me

anonymous asked:

Could you do tree bros for the prompt where it's cold and one of them tries giving the other a ride? I cant tell which would be better. I can see Connor trying to make up for pushing him and Evan refusing bc he doesn't want to burden him or I could see Evan trying to be nice and Connor being like "no. Im a bad ass. I walk this lonely road-" but then again I can't see Evan really insisting on anything

Update: I see more Connor offering the ride trying to reach out and make up for pushing him (mainly changed my mind bc I saw the “get in the DAMN car” and can’t see Evan just driving next to somebody “pestering” them

Hmm yes yes yes this is good

I wrote another version of this too! Its w evan driving haha and here it is if any one wants to check it out it is here 

and this is just a short lil bby thing!!! 

Hope you enjoy!!

Evan walked in a precise way. He seemed to carefully pick up his feet and place them in front of him like every step mattered. He didn’t step on the cracks, and he carefully avoided ledges or weeds.

Connor would know, because every time he drives home, he sees Evan walking. It has become a thing now, for Connor to ignore everything that he learned in drivers ed to stare at the cute boy as he walks by. Connor has liked Evan for a few days now, and Connor was an impatient person. He craved getting to know Evan, he needed to.

How Evan hasn’t noticed him yet, Connor doesn’t know. Connor tried his hardest to not slow down as he drove past even though he got less time to look at him. Sometimes Evan would bring music, and he looked really relaxed (and cute) as he walked. Now, though, Connor had an excuse to talk to him. Plus, he had to apologize for pushing him a few days ago.

The weather was now nearing negative numbers, and Evan looked freezing as he walked. He had a jacket on, but from here Connor could see him shivering. Connor swerved the car to the side, scaring the boy half to death. Connor rolled down the window.

“Get in the car.”

Evan looked into the car, obviously petrified. He softened a bit when he saw that it was Connor, but still didn’t move.

“Why?” Connor could feel the cold air from outside and shivered.

“Because it is the literal definition of freezing out there, and your house is just on the way to mine. Come on.”

“I thought you didn’t like me?” The statement seemed more like a question. Connor rolled his eyes.

“And why do you think that?”

“Y-you shoved me?”

“Yeah, well, this is my apology for that. Now get in the damn car.”

“C-can’t.” Evan was nervous now, he was stuttering. Connor turned the car off.

“And why not?”

“Because I don’t know you!”

Connor extended his hand. He couldn’t reach out the window, but it would have to do.

“Hi. Connor Murphy. I have a car that can drive you home. Nice to meet you.”

Evan stared at Connor’s extended hand for one second. Two. Four seconds passed before Evan stepped down from the curb and got into the car.

He grabbed Connor’s hand. Connor tried to ignore the flutter in his stomach when he realized how soft (and cold) Evan’s hands were.

“Hi. Evan Hansen. I would like to not walk home today. Nice to meet you.”