sorry this got so long i have a lot of ~feelings~

“Well, that was cute.”

Originally posted by brokencxstiel

Written by Christina

Category: Fluff

Word Count: 2,448 

Request: “ Hi there. I really love your blog and was wondering if I could have an imagine with Peter? Where Tony is a family friend of Adrianna’s and he is very sarcastic in trying to set me up with Peter without Adrianna realizing it and it just gets all cute when Peter becomes all dorky and flustered when Tony brings her to the Avengers Pad to help with some of the mechanics. And the ending ends with Tony catching Adrianna and Peter in a kiss  Thanks, Love 💓 ” - from @misshollander1

A/N: I’m really sorry this took so long for us to do. We got a lot of requests at once, so it kind of got buried in our Google docs. I hope you guys enjoy it. As usual, please feel free to let us know if you have any feedback. :) 

Adrianna Emmons beat out the best and brightest engineers, many of whom had way more experience than she did, but she, somehow, managed to get a Ph.D. in mechanical engineering at eighteen years old, which led to her employment at Stark Industries. Her family goes far back with the Starks, back to Adrianna’s grandfather working with Howard Stark on the redevelopment of Dr. Abraham Erskine’s famous 1940’s formula. Working with Tony Stark was challenging, but Adrianna loved it. She loved building something new everyday, and working with the latest and greatest tools, as well as interacting with the world’s leading scientists and engineers.

Adrianna plopped the stack of papers onto her lab desk, straightening her glasses. She flipped open the specs for the next random modifications that Tony Stark gave her. She saw a diagram for some kind of wrist band with a miniature pressurized fluid cartridge, with a lever that fits into the wearer’s palm. She crinkled her brow. This wasn’t a typical Tony Stark device. She flipped through more of the specs, seeing an elastic mask with mobile eye covers. She gaped at the complex circuitry that was needed for the mask, which essentially had micro motion sensors that sensed the wearer’s eye lid and eyebrow movement, causing the mask to move with them. This definitely was not a Tony Stark tool. Why would Mr. Stark need an elastic mask and a web shooter? He had the Iron Man suits. She bit her lower lip and picked the phone on her lab desk, and held it to her ear, pushing the extension in for Mr. Stark’s lab.

“Mr. Stark’s lab, Pepper speaking,” The crisp voice of Pepper Potts filled Adrianna’s ear.

“Hi, Pepper, it’s Adrianna,” Adrianna answered, scanning through the rest of the specs Tony gave her. “I have some questions for Tony regarding the new modifications he gave me.”

“I’ll hand the phone to him,” Pepper said. Adrianna admired another specification for a full-body elastic and lycra suit, with an extensive amount of flexibility, allowing the wearer to complete complex acrobatics. She turned the page, and saw the details for gloves of the suit, with microscopic pores in the palms and fingertips. What was the deal? Adrianna wondered, contemplating what Tony had planned.

“Yo, M&Ms,” Tony shouted, using the childish nickname for her, based off of her last name of Emmons. “What’s up?” Adrianna heard the clanging off something metal falling off a contraption and Tony mumbling several swear words under his breath.

“I had some questions about the new specs you gave me this morning,” Adrianna answered, leaning on her foot.

“Shoot,” Tony said, his voice slightly muffled. He was probably working some new Iron Man mask.

“These specs aren’t for a new Iron Man suit,” Adrianna said, scanning the specs again. “Everything is composed of lycra or elastic, there is no armor on this suit whatsoever, the mask has expanding and contracting facial lenses, there are micropores in the fingertips of the gloves…” Adrianna’s voice trailed off, her whirling thoughts impairing her ability to speak. “What are these for, Tony?”

She heard a loud crash and she winced, knowing Tony was working on a new suit, or at least new flight boosters.

“They’re for a new recruit,” Tony groaned in response.

“A new recruit?” Adrianna repeated, planting her spare hand on the desk. “What new recruit? You didn’t tell me.”

“I didn’t realize that you wanted to know every single detail about my daily decisions, M&Ms,” Tony shot back at her, more loud clanging almost cutting his voice out. “You know, I went to the bathroom at around five a.m. this morning, and then Pepper and I had this-”

“Ew, please stop,” Adrianna said loudly, desperately not wanting Tony to finish his sentence. “I was just confused on why you didn’t clarify.”

“Just stop being so nosy and do your job, M&Ms,” Tony said. “Friday, go get the kid.” With that, Tony ended the call, leaving Adrianna with more questions than answers. She sighed and put the phone down on its stand, staring at the pile of specs. She should get to work since there were around fifty pages of information for her to decipher.


“Look, I’m just saying that I am perfectly capable of-” Peter said. It was irritating to him that Mr. Stark wouldn’t let him help with the modifications on his suit. Well, there were so many modifications, and they weren’t even touching his old suit, Mr. Stark was basically building him a brand new suit from scratch. Peter wanted to see the process, because of he was at Stark Industries. The Stark Industries! There he was, standing in Tony Stark’s personal lab as Tony completed finishing touches on one of his Iron Man suits.

“Look, kid,” Tony interrupted, waving a screwdriver at Peter, “We’ve been over this; I’m giving you an upgrade. Or rather, one of my engineers is. She-”

“She?” Peter repeated, his spine straightening and his eyebrows shooting up, almost off his forehead. “Did you say ‘she’?”

“Yeah, she,” Tony confirmed, focusing his attention back on the suit. “Adrianna. Smart kid. Known her since she was a fetus.” Tony glanced at Peter, who had a look of awestruck wonder and curiosity on his face.

“You could meet her. Friday,” Tony said, the volume of his voice increasing when he addressed the AI.

“Yes, Mr. Stark?” The AI responded, making Peter flinch. Oh my gosh, that is so cool! Peter thought, looking for the speakers that blasted the AI’s voice into the lab.

“Where’s M&Ms?” Tony asked, dropping the screwdriver he was using and picking up a soldering gun, holding it against the suit, causing sparks to fly everywhere. Peter opened his mouth to comment on how Mr. Stark should use a welding mask, so he didn’t get a spark in his eyes, but Friday answered Tony’s question before Peter could get a sound out.

“She’s in the main mechanics laboratory, Mr. Stark,” Friday responded.

“Great,” Tony said, still soldering something in his suit. Peter just stood there, staring at Mr. Stark, unsure of whether he should go see this girl engineer, or if he should try to help Mr. Stark with his suit. Peter’s spider sense went off, letting him know that something was hurtling towards him. He held up his hand and caught a large monkey wrench. He glanced at Mr. Stark, who was standing there was a smirk on his face.

“Go away,” Mr. Stark said, waving Peter towards the door. “Go see M&Ms.” Peter smiled and darted out the door, curious and excited to meet a female engineer named M&Ms. Maybe she would have some advice for him about colleges.


Adrianna slipped on her prescription safety glasses, her regular glasses sitting on the table next to the specs for the circuitry inside the mask. She hunched forward, stabilizing her elbows on the table as she began to solder the wires together, focused on her work. She made good progress; sewing the suit, gloves, mask and shoes in about two hours. The mechanics for the wristbands, which she discovered were web shooters, took another hour. The trickiest part was the wiring the micro motion sensors in the mask since they were small and their circuitry was incredibly intricate. She finished soldering all of the wires for one of the lens. She put down the soldering gun, holding the mask up. Now she needed to see if the micro motion sensors worked. She was just about to pull the mask over her own head when someone tapped on the desk.

She jumped, almost dropping the mask, staring at the person who knocked on the desk with wide eyes. A boy. A cute one. To make matters worse, he looked to be around her age. She looked the boy up and down. He had brown hair styled into a modern take of a comb-over, a navy blue zip-up, jeans and a unit circle t-shirt drawn as a pizza. He had a soft jawline, giving him a slight babyface appearance. His eyes were what got her heart pounding like a drum. They were the riches brown she had ever seen, and they were wide as they drank her in. Maybe his heart was racing as much as hers was.

“Hi,” Adrianna squeaked out.

“Hi,” the boy said, his voice quiet.

“I’m Adrianna,” She said, turning her gaze back to the mask.

“P-Peter,” the boy said, stuttering in the most adorable way possible.

“What are you doing here, Peter?” Adrianna asked, risking another glance at him. He was staring at her as if she was the most precious piece of art in a museum.

“”I-I’m uh, um, I’m here for the, uh, um, s-suit,” Peter croaked out, pointing quickly at the mask in her hands before shoving his hands in his pockets. Or, at least he tried. One hand landed in his pocket, but the other one missed, sliding down his leg. Since he applied so much force on his hands, his hand missing the pocket caused him to stumble forward. Adrianna flinched, leaning away slightly as Peter tumbled towards her. The hand that missed his pocket shot out, landing on the table in front of Adrianna, stopping him from colliding into her. The result was Peter towering over Adrianna, staring at her with his gorgeous brown doe eyes. Was this Tony’s new recruit? Adrianna thought. 

“S-s-s-s-sorry,” Peter stammered, his eyes staring at her lips, which were parted slightly. Adrianna fixed her gaze on the neckline of Peter’s shirt, which had fallen open a little bit since he was leaning forward. She could see the gentle divet of between his pectoral muscles.

“It’s ok,” She mumbled, tearing her eyes from Peter’s muscles. Peter straightened, putting his hand slowly in his pockets. Thankfully, this time both of them hit their target.

“So, you’re here for the suit?” Adrianna asked, hoping her voice wasn’t going to betray her still-thumping heart.

“Y-yeah!” Peter said enthusiastically. “Are you finished?”

“I was just about to test the micro-motion sensors in the lenses in the mask,” Adrianna answered, holding the mask to Peter. “Do you want to try it?” Peter nodded and seized the mask from her hands, pulling it over his head. Adrianna focused on the lens, trying not to imagine Peter’s heart-melting eyes under them. The eyes started to expand and contract, rapidly. She smiled.

“Great! They work!” She said excitedly. Peter pulled the mask off, the motion messing up his formerly-groomed hair. He looked even cuter with messy hair.

“That is awesome!” Peter said, the biggest smile breaking across his lips. “Thank you so much!” Peter’s eyes met Adrianna’s again.

“No problem,” She said quietly, giving him an equally wide smile.

“Hey, Parker,” Tony’s voice rang over the intercom.

“Yes, Mr. Stark?” Peter yelled, his gaze fixed on the ceiling.

“Cap’s about six hours from Germany. We need to leave. Now.” Tony said his voice firm. Adrianna pursed her lips, trying to think of why Captain America being in Germany would be important.

“On my way!” Peter shouted, darting towards the door. Before he left, he turned to Adrianna. “Thank you, Adrianna.” He flashed a sweet smile at her before he turned on his heel and ran to wherever he was going. She sighed, resting her elbow on the desk and propping her head on her hand. About a second later, she heard several thumps and saw Peter sprint back into the lab, running to Adrianna. She straightened, feeling her brow furrow in confusion.

“Peter, you’re supposed to-” She started to say but Peter interrupted her.

“I forgot something,” Peter said. He reached her and grabbed her face, slamming his lips against hers. Adrianna felt the world stop, even if it was impossible, as she closed her eyes and savored the kiss. She raised a hand and rested her fingertips on Peter’s stomach, feeling a set of surprisingly firm abdomen muscles. Peter gasped a little and pulled away from her, staring at her. There was a moment of silence as both Peter and Adrianna recovered from the kiss. There was a slow clap, causing them to jump. Peter faced the doorway, holding Adrianna behind him, so she could be protected from the ‘dangerous’ genius, billionaire philanthropist standing in the doorway, clad in his Iron Man suit, leaning against the door frame, slow-clapping.

“Well, that was cute,” Tony said, straightening. “But we have to go now.” With his comment still in the air, he flew off, the sound of his modified boosters echoing down the hallway. Peter stepped away, blushing.

“I, uh, I should go,” He mumbled, motioning towards the door.

“Okay,” Adrianna said, pursing her lips. “The rest of your suit is already on the jet since Tony said you might need it on short notice. Peter glanced at her as he walked to the door, with a look of wonder in his eyes.

“Thanks, Adrianna.” Peter’s voice made her heart melt and she smiled wide. Peter started sprinting when he reached the doorway.

“I’m coming, Mr. Stark!” Peter shouted, his voice fading down the hallway.

Adrianna smiled, admiring Peter’s dorkiness. 

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anonymous asked:

Do you have any more headcanons for your Jurassic Park AU?

pal i always have more headcanons for my jurassic park au

  • kara is an up-and-coming journalist who is invited to the park so she can give it some good publicity. she brings along her friend winn, a security expert, to give an accurate opinion on the safety of the park
  • the first stop on their tour is one of the paddocks. head scientist lena luthor is there, examining a sick dinosaur. she has obviously just come from the lab–a blazer and heels are not particularly appropriate for field work–but she looks at home here, standing over the largest animal kara has ever seen. kara has never been so amazed.
  • (and terrified? yeah, that too. these animals are huge, and winn is kind of freaking out beside her, and there are an enormous amount of ethical questions that need answers. but in that moment, when she’s watching this stranger lay a hand gently on the side of this actual dinosaur, she’s struck by a sense of total amazement)
  • she decides to stay and watch, both because she’s entranced by the examination and because, well. the way lena looks up and smiles, says, “i’d shake your hand, but i’m slightly muddy at the moment” is all too endearing. winn heads back & makes her promise to text as soon as she’s on her way back
  • of course, none of it goes according to plan. one by one, each fence fails, and she and lena find themselves trapped in the jungle
  • they try to make their way to a climbable tree, but on the way they attract the attention of a small pack of compsognathus. though only the size of a chicken, one manages to badly cut lena’s shin, and there is a horrifying moment when they each think that this is it (lena assumes kara will go on without her, for why wouldn’t she? she has no reason to stay.) (kara worries that she will not be able to do enough, not be able to save them both, but oh, she will try)
  • as soon as they’re away, kara nonchalantly tears off a strip of her shirt and presses it against lena’s skin. lena cannot stop staring at kara’s exposed skin, though she tries to tell herself it’s the blood loss, the delirium
  • (and then kara’s hoisting her up a tree, and well, there goes that idea, because she has never felt so alert and damn, she cannot take her eyes off of her companion’s biceps)
  • they spend the night in the tree, talking. despite her apparent confidence, kara is scared, and lena tells stories to keep the fear at bay. once, she says, my brother and I didn’t fight. we had a vision for this place. can you imagine how wonderful it could have been? and kara can, now that she is staring out over the jungle from above, now that she is safe, at least for now
  • they point at the heads of each dinosaur visible over the canopies and make up a story, say that one, well, obviously they’re a bit of an outcast, maybe they haven’t ever truly felt at home here, maybe they’ve lost some family, maybe they’re not sure they ever had one. and if the stories were never about the dinosaurs at all, neither says a word.
  • and when they have to stop in the jungle because lena’s leg has started to ache, kara reciprocates, tells her all about her apartment back home, how she just found out dogs are allowed and how she’s planning to get one when she gets back, how her sister said she absolutely won’t help with walks and training but kara knows she will. and throughout the stories, kara drops in you’re going to come with me and pick out my puppy, right? and you’d love alex, I can’t wait for you to meet, and the words, said with so much certainty, are the only thing that makes lena think she’ll make it home.
  • in the middle of the jungle, the roar of some creature closer than either would like, lena stops, tugs sharply on kara’s arm, and kisses her, because she has to. kara’s grip digs into lena’s hip. “we’re going to make it back,” she promises.
  • when they make it back to camp, winn is frantic, having assumed the worst. but kara walks in, shirt torn, mud smudged across her cheeks, one arm looped around a limping lena, and he all but charges toward them. he had to fight, he says. he had to fight an actual, legitimate raptor, and he’s talking too quickly for one sentence to finish before another begins, but there’s something haunted behind his gaze, in the way his hands tremble.
  • they escape, the three of them. and one night several weeks later, lena calls kara, having woken with a nightmare she cannot seem to shake. and when she gets to kara’s apartment, winn is already there, jacket pulled tightly around his chest. this happens frequently, these silent gatherings. the only thing that makes it all bearable is the grip of kara’s hand in her own, the meek smile winn offers when their gazes meet. the only thing that makes it all okay is that they are there, that they are working through it together.
  • kara never writes her article–there is no need to, not when the entire world knows what happened on the island. instead, she writes a story about paleontologist lena luthor, and now she has joined the faculty of a nearby university, determined to use the research of her family’s bioinformatics company for good, rather than for profit.

matt0044  asked:

So what's this about Simon Says being episode 10? Doesn't seem that big of a deal. Only ones out of place are the Origins on Netflix and those were always all over the place to begin with. That said, it shouldn't be too hard to navigate for any casual new viewer.

Well i mean… they’re not the only ones. i’ve only watched the first two eps, and already it’s got a pretty obvious error.

Ep1 is Stormy Weather, which is cool. It’s a good intro point cos it spells out a lot of things and the duo are still kinda clumsy/feeling out their dynamic. A+++ intro ep, 5 fists of the north star.

 But then… ep 2 is Evillustrator? For some reason??? Evillustrator opens with Nathanael drawing/daydreaming about saving Marinette from Stormy Weather and…what’s this, Alya as a villain? Does he not like Alya? what is this?

Now, as a person who has seen the show, I know it’s Lady Wifi. Cool for me, who knows why he pictures her this way, but for someone who has never seen it, it’s a bit confusing…like, gosh, what does he have against Alya??? But when the Lady Wifi ep rolls around, what? I guess he’s clairevoyant? lmao no, anyone with half a brain is immediately going to realize it’s just completely out of order, that’s all. and it’s off putting when that happens. [note: it happens on netflix with other shows sometimes too (usually an ep or two) and it’s always, always annoying]… all the other versions at least have some semblance of an order. Lady Wifi is before Evillustrator in every other country, for obvious reasons. 

and mind you i have only watched the first two eps, i’m sure there’s more and i’m justggfdjghdk

Okay sorry for that tangent lol. onward to your actual question… you asked about Jackady (Simon Says). And the thing with this episode, is that is heavily implies that Gabe has figured out his son is Chat Noir. 

[gifs from this post]


Very, very heavily.

There is no way around that. He knows. Hawkmoth or not, Gabriel at least suspects it’s the ring [which he knows about because he has a book on the miraculous]. 

Now…the problem with this being episode 10? It’s because after this, the rest of the season, he’s just gone. He’s not seen again until the final episode lol. Bubbler is episode 9 [so right before this one]. And Mr Pigeon [the only other ep he really appears in] is episode…5? 6? I forget. 

Again…Hawkmoth or not, it seems really…odd??? for it to be so early on lol. For him to know for all that time and do literally nothing about it. And don’t pull the “lol but he doesn’t care what Adrien does” cos i will fight you. He’s distant and yes totally neglectful and downright emotionally abusive [tho unintentionally i imagine] but he’s not a heartless monster. He cares about his kid.  

But yea, originally it was episode …18?? for the english version [according to the wiki], which is a bit better. French version was directly before Volpina, the ep in which he is studying the book with the miraculous in it [probably researching whether or not he was correct about the ring lol]…it’s just like, the further away from Volpina the ep is, the less sense it makes to me??? It loses it’s relevance the further away it gets, so it just really fuckin baffles me. 

Also, as a personal note, i could honestly ramble and rant about the Agreste family drama for days, cos it’s literally my favourite aspect of the show… i love it more than the love square, i love it more than fuckin adrino and chloenette, i love it more than butts i love it more than air. so just… mashing it all together right in the beginning, instead of spreading it out and letting it breathe a little…. idk it just fuckin gets to me ok? it bothers me a lot.

But maybe that’s just me tho.

anonymous asked:

Could you do a scenario where MC and each of the RFA members+ saeren (minus Jaehee, V, and vanderwood) got drunk? How would they react to each other while inebriated? Who would take care first? And it can be at each other's home, bar, or etc. Hope that was specific

(I don’t have any experience with alcohol, so I’ll just do headcanons if thats ok ^_^)


  • Dramatic drunk
  • Well, more so than usual anyways
  • Since he drinks alcohol a lot more frequent than whats probably good for him, it takes a lot to get him really drunk
  • When he does however, he gets very over-dramatic and clingy
  • If you say anything even slightly negative about him, he will literally fight you, but beware because he will cry if you poke him
  • Definitely clingy with his significant other, and he will dramatically point out everything he loves about them so everyone can hear
  • He gets really pouty if you try to tell him to maybe slow down on the drinks, and says that he's “a grown, manly man who can take care of himself!”
  • And so this manly man will probably rip of his shirt and pose to show his manliness 
  • Zen, put on a shirt
  • no no get of the table this isn’t-
  • oh my god he’s dancing
  • oh god


  • Lightweight
  • This boy is done after one shot, and you can instantly tell that he’s drunk
  • He gets really whiny, and he’ll sit down next to the person closest to him and start complaining about anything that comes to mind
  • Kind of the classic young drunk guy, weirdly happy one second, angry the next, then crying over something and just falls asleep randomly
  • He would probably be clapping and cheering for Zen’s little show
  • When the first high ends, he stops making sense and just kind of sits there and talks out loud to no one in particular
  • would compare you to rika even more omg 
  • Eventually he’s just so gone
  • “Yoosung I think you should-”
  • “You sound like Rika”
  • MC: *breathes*
  • “Rika used to breathe”
  • MC: *triggered*


  • He doesn’t get drunk very often, nor very easily 
  • Since he is so classy and sophisticated used to drinking wine, he doesn't get drunk a lot. He’s similar to Zen in that way. 
  • When he drinks a couple of glasses too many, he gets more quiet than usual
  • He just sits in his spot staring into nothingness 
  • (Not even phased by Zen’s naked-dancing)
  • If anyone talks to him he’ll just ignore what they say and without context just start asking really “philosophical” questions 
  • “But what if… pens can feel when we write with them… and it hurts?”
  • “Jumin, pens can’t -”
  • “We should make special protection for pens so we cant hurt their feelings. Assistant Kang, can we do that?”
  • “… Do you think cats want to write with pens”
  • “Artist cats might want to pursue their dreams”
  • jumin pls


  • I imagine he might have tried some alcohol when he first joined the agency, just to get rid of his feelings, but other than that he’s not very used to it
  • As opposed to his usual cheerful self, when he’s drunk he gets really depressed 
  • The others would worry and notice it if they only weren’t so busy with their dancing-shows and cat-museums
  • He doesn’t really talk to anyone, and if anyone tried to talk to him, he would probably just push them away
  • The only person allowed to be with him is MC, and they were to worry about him he would spill everything
  • Crying, whining and just letting all his feelings go
  • (There may or may not be mentions of how honey buddha chips are so perfect, and how longcat should rule the world, but you kinda lost him about 10 minutes into his rant)
  • “Why cant i just be like kirby and just inhale all my problems to make them disappear”
  • umm seven no

MC: (you)

  • You, the responsible friend you are, decided to be the sensible one and didn’t drink anything
  • So you’re here stuck in this random bar watching over these idiots
  • I mean
  • Zen doesn’t even have his shirt on while dancing on the table
  • Yoosung just fricking compared you to Rika while cheering for Zen
  • Jumin doesn’t want to hurt pens’ feelings. poor child.
  • Seven is in your arms while crying over potato chips
  • Yup, just another normal day in the RFA
  • You might as well just keep sipping you apple juice while watching the show unfold

Saeran: (spoiler heavy)

  • I imagine with all the stuff that happened with his and seven’s mom he’s very uncomfortable with drinking alcohol
  • It brings back too many bad memories
  • His mom was probably even worse with him when she was very drunk, so he doesn’t want to experience anything similar to that again
  • He probably wouldn’t even want to come with you guys, but he went with it since you were going
  • He’d be siting next to you with a capri-sun or something
  • So there the two of you are, you with your apple juice and he with his capri-sun and just looking over your idiot friends
  • To make him less uncomfortable with the whole situation, you start making snarky comments on Zen, and from there on the two of you start throwing major shade on all the members while they unknowingly make giant fools of themselves
  • “I see mister-trust-fund-kid has finally started to show his emotions”
  • “Its nice, isn’t it?”
  • “Too bad its just towards pens”
I hate that I love you - Jack Wilder Imagine

Prompt: Reader is an FBI Special Agent who arrests the four Horsemen along with Agent Fuller after they robbed the bank. Unfortunately Reader has met Jack before and they develop a love-hate-relationship.

Authors note: So this is the first imagine I´m putting up on this blog. I had this idea in my head for quite a long time now and I finally wrote it. It got pretty long tho so I forced myself to stop at one point. Since I´m having a lot more ideas for this story there´s probably gonna be a Part 2. I´m sorry for any typos but its currently 4am and I just spent about 3 hours on this so I don’t really feel like editing it right now. I hope whoever reads this likes it tho.

Fandom: Now you see me

Pairing: Jack Wilder x Reader

Warning: There´s like one cuss word 

Word Count:  1.622

„Alright, let´s get those magicians”, I said to Agent Fuller and the rest of our team. We were at the Aria Hotel ready to arrest the so called Horsemen for robbing a bank at their show last night. I had to admit that I thought Fuller was just messing with me when he told me about them. I mean magicians? C´mon these guys are entertainers. However it didn´t matter what they are. What matters is that they somehow managed to rob a bank in Paris from a Las Vegas stage in less than 10 minutes.  We were standing in front of their door silently nodding at each other and then I kicked the door open.

 “FBI! Hands where I can see them!” Fuller and I screamed at the same time. I don’t know what I was expecting but definitely not this. The Horsemen didn’t even flinch. It was as if they were already expecting us. Merritt McKinney was lying on a couch reading and not even bothering to put his book down. It took Agent Fuller to scream at him again so that he let the book rest on his chest and held his hands up. Daniel Atlas was standing at the window with a deck of cards in his hands. At least he put his hands up even though I did not like that smug look on his face. Jack Wilder was what it looked like sleeping on a chair with his feet on a table. I walked over to him with my gun pointed at his chest as he put his hands in the air. He looked rather bored but as soon as he saw me a grin spread on his face.

 “(Y/N), good to see you again. Look, about that last-“ “It´s Agent (Y/L/N) to you”, I cut him off. “C´mon are we really going to the last name calling? It´s not like I don´t know you.” The other Agents gave me questioning looks I simply decided to ignore. I hadn’t told them that I knew Jack Wilder. After all it was none of their business.

 I met him on my way home a few weeks ago when he `accidentally` bumped into me and wanted to apologize by showing me a little card trick. I like magicians and on top of that he was very handsome so I let him. He told me to pick a card, put it back into the deck and then he started to shuffle it.

 “I´m Jack by the way.” His smile was contagious. “(Y/N)” I replied while he cut the deck with one hand and one card shot out of the middle right into his hand. “Is this your card?” I couldn’t help but grin at him. “This is a phone number.” “Yeah it is and you´re free to keep it” His smile was actually the cutest one I had seen in a very long time.  “You know, you said you were going to show me a card trick to make up for bumping into me. You still don´t know what my card was though so I guess I can´t call you because you didn´t keep your promise which doesn´t change anything about you being that asshole who almost made me fall onto the ground and I´m afraid you being so utterly handsome still doesn´t make up for it.” I crossed my arms smiling at him and waiting for his next move.

 He did look surprised for a split second but his grin didn’t vanish. “Well, if you insist.” With a swift movement of his hand the phone number turned into my card - the ace of hearts – with the slight difference of a number being written across the middle of it. “Now, was this your card?” A laugh escaped my lips and I grabbed the card saying: “I guess it was even though I like this version much better.” He wasn´t that much taller than me but that didn’t change the fact that he was looking down at me with a huge smile across his lips. He was just about to say something opening his mouth but I grabbed his wrist and put it quite high on his back. My smile had faded and so had his. Instead he looked pretty shocked. 

“Woah, hey, hold on, hold on.” I kept quiet for a little longer wanting to hear his excuse. “Were you just trying to steal my wallet?” I asked him not very friendly. Yes, he was handsome and yes, I did enjoy that little flirt but I would not let him steal from me. “What? Why would you think that? I-“ I cut him off getting tired of this. “I´m going to stop you right there. I am an FBI Special Agent and I don’t like it when the bad guys are lying to me. Are you doing this to all the girls? Now listen to me very closely. I will let go of you and you won´t run away, do you understand?” He made a huffed noise which I took as a yes. I let go of his arms and he turned around to face me. 

“What? No apology?” I asked arms crossed once again. “You´re from the FBI?” He asked in awe and I had to keep myself of smiling at him because he just looked too cute with disbelief plastered all over his face. “Does that sound like an apology to you?” I must have looked intimidating because after a few seconds of staring at him he sighed and opened his mouth for what I was expecting an apology. “I´m sorry, (Y/N), but I didn’t try to steal anything from you.” That made me raise up my eyebrows. He was actually going to stick to that story. I knew exactly that he wanted to steal my wallet and yet here he stood telling me he didn’t. Pathetic. 

 “Don´t lie to me, Jack. I know what you were about to do but I´m FBI. I don’t deal with pick-pocketers and it´s been a long day so I really wish this wouldn´t have happened. I like you, Jack, and trust me I would´ve called but whatever. Just go now.” His eyebrows went up in surprise. “Are you serious?” “I am but if I ever see you again I promise you I will put you in handcuffs.” A smile started to form on his face and I couldn´t help but smile back. Even if it was just a small smile. “Either way it was still a pleasure to meet you, (Y/N).” “Wish I could say the same thing about you, Jack.” With a last smile and a wink he turned around and walked away.

 And that´s the story of how I met Jack Wilder. I didn´t know he was one of the Four Horsemen but when Fuller showed me their faces I thought one of them looked oddly familiar and when he told me his name was Jack Wilder I immediately recognized him as the guy who had tried to steal my wallet weeks ago. I had to admit that it was nice seeing his face again. The circumstances weren´t so nice though. 

“Like I said, it´s Agent (Y/L/N).” Just in that moment Henley Reeves appeared at the stairs putting on her jacket causing almost all Agents to point their weapons at her. “Do one of you guys mind giving as a hand with our bags?” She asked while she put her hands up. I didn´t like the tone of her voice but it wouldn´t be of any use to call her out on it so I just focused my attention back to Jack. “Let`s go”, Fuller said and I grabbed Jacks arms making him stand up so I could put him into handcuffs. 

“Last time we saw each other you did promise me you would put me into handcuffs, I just thought my charm would prevent you from doing so and instead you´d go on an actual date with me”, he said while I walked him out of the hotel room and led him downstairs. “Shut up, Wilder.” I couldn´t have him talk to me like that in front of my fellow agents or they would start questioning my authority. “No, I´m serious. I really wanted to ask you out but then that happened. I guess some would say it was the universe that brought us here together once again, don´t you think so?” He was messing with me just like McKinney was messing with Fuller but somehow he managed to get the idea of going on a date with him into my head and I couldn´t stop thinking about it. “I said shut the fuck up!” “Hey, no need to scream. I was just stating the fact that I find you very attractive, alright. However I already made myself clear about that last time, didn´t I?”

 These Horsemen had all of this planned, I could feel it. None of them were surprised or showed even the slightest change of emotion when we entered their room and now they were all talking to us as if we were not arresting them. Something was going on and I did not like it. When I sat back in the car next to Fuller he was giving me a questioning look. “Drive.” I didn´t feel like talking right now especially because I knew that he wanted to talk about Jack Wilder and if I did I might accidentally tell him something I didn´t want to speak out loud. Jack Wilder had been spinning around my head since the day I first met him and seeing him again like this didn´t make things any easier for me. God forbid when I need to interrogate him.

BTS Reaction | You’re upset after an argument

Thanks for requesting! Sorry this took so long, I have a lot of mock exams and coursework I’m currently finishing for sixth-form but I should be updating more again now. :)

Jin: To be honest, with Jin I don’t think a fight would get that bad in the first place, but if it did he would just feel really bad. All he’d want would be for you to be happy, so if an argument between the two of you got so bad you were on the verge of tears he’d try to clear the situation up as fast as he could so the both of you could just move on and forget about it. (And he’d probably spend the rest of the day trying to make it up to you).

Originally posted by saintminyoongi

Yoongi: Unlike Jin, Yoongi would just be frustrated and annoyed after a really heated argument. He’d go off into another room so he could cool down and focus on something else, most likely his music, to try and take his mind off your fight. I don’t think he’d be willing to be the first person to apologise either, and would probably wait for you to speak up first. When he noticed you’d been crying, he wouldn’t really say anything, just hold you tight in a hug, wordlessly giving you an apology too.

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Hobi: More or less the same as Jin, I don’t think arguments between the two of you would get so bad that you’d end up in tears. But if by any chance an argument had got so out of hand you were that upset, he’d practically drop the subject immediately, It would be like you had never argued in the first place, with Hoseok trying to make it up to you for quite a while afterwards.

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Rap Monster: Namjoon would get pretty riled up in a fight, and words could be said from both of you that neither of you really mean. When the argument got so carried away that you were on the verge of tears, he wouldn’t be entirely willing to drop his argument. He’d still be a little frustrated, but he’d try and explain his point a little bit softer, saying “I was only trying to…”. If you continued to get more and more upset, he’d just sigh and try and drop the argument, asking if you could both just forget about it.

Originally posted by ksjknj

Jimin: I would say that he would immediately apologise and feel bad, but the other members have said Jimin can get pretty angry, so this probably wouldn’t be the case. Similar to Yoongi, in this situation, I can see him probably storming off, either to another room in your home, or out of the building, not really noticing that you were so upset. When he came back in to where you were though and saw you’d been crying, he’d feel really guilty about leaving you in that state. He would pull you into a hug and try and apologise, trying to forget about the argument you’d had.

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Taehyung: Like Jin and Hobi I can’t see this really happening. Sure, you would have some small arguments every now and again, but big fights would be pretty rare, and only over really big, important things. So if he managed to make his s/o so upset she was about to cry in a fight, he would feel so bad. The argument would be ended there and then, and he wouldn’t want to hear about it for the rest of the day. You could expect a lot of affection from Tae for the next couple of days, and even a few small presents or surprises as he tried to prove he didn’t really mean any of the nasty things he might’ve said when he was mad.

Originally posted by bwichim

Jungkook: He’d feel so bad omg. I think an argument with Jungkook would probably involve a lot of shouting on both sides, so after some pretty harsh things were said, you’d end up on the verge of tears. At first, he’d probably still be pretty mad about whatever you’d been fighting about as I don’t see him as somebody that immediately gets over an argument. But when he saw that he’d made you cry he’d feel so bad (and would probably be upset too).

Originally posted by jungkookfortunekookies

I’m not a Monster Part 6

A/N: I’m sorry this took so long. I got sick and just didn’t feel like writing. I have a lot planned in the future. This chapter is on the shorter side but its more of a filler to what i have planned. I asked if you wanted this to be purely platonic and i got a few answers but i want to know what everyone thinks. Let me know. As always feedback is appreciated and i hope you all like it.

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Wanda had been kind enough to let you be with your thoughts for a bit. None of this made sense. DNA? Were you a mutant? That could explain a few things, but it still didn’t make any sense. Shaking your head you knew there was only one person who you could ask.


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oh boy, oh boy, anon, you better strap in cause I have lots of thoughts…

• like when mick aims the gun at ray, ray puts his hands out but doesn’t look scared, confused, sure, but not scared. he knows mick wouldn’t hurt him (which holds true because mick didn’t even try to eat ray as a zombie, he just knocked him out)

• and then the way mick looks at the gun, his eyes still following it as he stands up as he remembers the man it belonged to

• and when mick says he’s looking for a partner ray just… ray just points to himself with this dumbfounded expression

• this totally reminds me of 1x15 when ray gestures to himself and mick. he was so sure len wanted the two of them to be partners then, but now with mick asking him to be his partner, he doesn’t believe it

• he takes the gun, still looking at mick, looking to see if this is what he really wants because ray knows just how big this is.

• mick just told him the gun was owned by the greatest outsider he’d ever known and ray doesn’t know if he is worthy enough to handle the gun, knowing just what it means to mick

• but once he sees mick is being sincere, he turns all his attention toward the gun. he turns it over in his hands, examining it and then simply says, “cool”.

• if mick was unsure before, he knows he made the right choice then

• and then mick becomes a bit like len in this situation: he makes ray memorize every part of the gun and i know ray has an extensive technological background but mick shows him how to properly clean and maintenance it and ray pays very close attention, not wanting to let mick down

• and then comes ray’s time to use it

• he nearly freezes because this is len’s gun, he shouldn’t be firing it. In fact, he shouldn’t even be here. ray was the one who was supposed to die. he should be dead

• but then mick yells, “i need some back up over here, haircut”

• and ray snaps out of it and fights side by side with mick until they win the fight

• and then this could either go really well or get really angsty

• either afterwards, mick comes up to ray and puts his hand on his shoulder and says, “you did good out there, haircut” and ray gives him an absolutely beaming smile

• OR seeing the cold gun in action with all the other legends triggers mick. he can almost convince himself that it was len fighting alongside him if he kept ray out of his periphery. this isn’t gonna be a good night for mick…

• after the fight ends he high tails it to his room. he shuts the door, grabs a beer, opens his zippo and takes out that cold steel ring he keeps in his breast pocket… the one len gave him

• and he mourns. it’s not like he’s hasn’t mourned for len. he has. but seeing ray use len’s cold gun has made what len did seem final for him. he knows that len is gone and he isn’t coming back.

• before long, mick hears a knock on his door. he yells out a gruff “what?” and who’s voice does he hear on the other side?

• raymond fucking palmer, because of course. ray is always the one to come check on mick. he did so after the time master’s tried to remake him as chronos again. he did after rip had abandoned them all back in 2016. he did it after he’d said his goodbyes to len in 2014 and he was doing it now.

• ray asks if mick is okay but mick doesn’t feel like company and tells ray as much and ray just goes “all right, but i’ll be here if you need me”

• mick doesn’t say anything and turns his attention back to the flame, his thoughts wandering back to len just like they always seem to do

• len had always been very guarded, even around mick. that’s not to say he ever doubted len cared for him because len did, even when he was at his absolute worst, but len always played his feelings close to the chest

• but ray… ray cares about him and is very obvious about it. he tells mick exactly how he feels and is very genuine around him

• and mick’s not used to that. he is used to hate and distrust and lying, not ray’s blatant puppy dog type of love and to be honest, it scares him a bit

• but maybe, just maybe he could learn to accept it, nay, appreciate it… but not tonight. tonight is for a dead man who was the greatest friend mick had ever had

• but ray will stay. ray will sit down, back against mick’s door and keep vigil for him. he is just a quick yell away if mick decides to change his mind.

• he doesn’t, but maybe ray being there helped. maybe it stopped mick from doing something stupid, like burning his fingertips on the flame, or reaching for the unopened bottle of whisky already 3 beers deep

• maybe ray being there saved him: saved him from mourning alone. because even if he didn’t call for ray, mick knew he was there and that was enough

• tl;dr - raymond fucking palmer. he’s not the friend mick rory needs, but he’s the one he deserves


Fuck this scene killed me. Kei had always have this self deprecating air about him and after a while you figure out that it’s his defense mechanism. He got pulled out of a match because of an injury. He allowed himself to be escorted to the infirmary even telling the rest of the guys to hold forth while he was gone and then - and then - Akiteru (his brother, his forever hero, the person he never wanted to see him in this state) comes up and sees him at his weakest. Naturally he would turn to his defense mechanism of just casually putting himself down just so it all seems like it’s no big deal for him, that this is actually good because he can finally rest he’s no good now anymore anyway and at the final critical stages too, what a shame, but that’s okay because at least now he can finally rest what a relief. And then AND THEN he makes THE FACE just as soon as he turns his back to Akiteru and Yachi because godfuckingdammit this wasn’t supposed to happen, he was supposed to finish the game, and they were supposed to win with him there and Akiteru watching by the stands and he’ll be so so so proud of Kei just like how Kei was so proud of him when he was the ace in middle school and he was Kei’s hero. Imagine what this moment felt like for Kei, Kei who is so afraid of failing that he resolved himself to just not bother trying at the start of the series because what’s the use if you’re just gonna be disappointed in the end anyway. Kei who is so afraid of failing that it took years, people from other teams and his best friend literally shaking him and telling him it’s okay to try before he even did. Imagine what it felt like for Kei (atop the burden of worrying over how his team would hold up without him) seeing Akiteru seeing him fail and imagining that this was what it must’ve felt like for Akiteru in that moment years ago - seeing the one person you never want to disappoint see you fail.


anonymous asked:

Sanvers prompt: Maggie proposes, but Alex is unable to accept and can't tell her why. Later Alex realizes that she doesn't want to get married without her dad.

Maggie had been so sure. So sure that Alex would say yes, that she would accept her abuela’s ring without a second thought, crying ‘yes, yes, of course I will’ the moment the question left Maggie’s lips.

She had been so sure.

But now she sits at the bar nursing a drink, hoping to find comfort at the bottom of the glass. She feels the sting of the liquor as it hits the back of the throat, a pain more welcome than the suffocating numbness she feels when she remembers Alex’s answer.

“I can’t marry you, Maggie.”

Maggie’s been a cop for a long damn time. She’s been shot, attacked, thrown around by criminals a lot bigger than she is, and yet she’d rather face that a thousand times over than have Alex reject her.

And worse than her refusal was her inability to explain why she’d said no, why she was refusing a life by Maggie’s side.

“I don’t know, Maggie. I just… I’m sorry.”

They’d spoken about having a life together constantly. Small quips of ‘when we get a new apartment we need one with a balcony so Kara has easy access’ and ‘this won’t stand when we’re married, Maggie. You can’t just hide ice-cream from me’. When Maggie thought about her future, she imagined a small house with Alex just outside the city, with plenty of space for a lot of dogs and a stocked fridge to keep her sister-in-law happy. She imagined commuting to work together and date nights and passion and love and old-fashioned happiness, her and Alex, just plain and simply meant to be.

But now, she doesn’t know what to think.

She barely looks up from her glass when she senses somebody sit next to her. She refuses to acknowledge the small ‘hello’, refuses to nod or smile or pretend she exists. 

“Please, Maggie. Please look at me.” Maggie hears her voice break and she knows Alex is crying, and as much as she hurts, as much as Alex hurt her, Maggie turns on the barstool and looks at Alex.

“Why, Alex?” Maggie asks quietly. “I thought… I thought you wanted this. I thought you wanted me.” She takes a breath to steady herself, rubbing her eyes, refusing to let any tears fall.

“I do want you, Maggie. God, I feel like you’re the only thing I’ve ever truly wanted, needed.” Maggie downs the rest of her drink, before standing and pulling on her jacket.

“Well then why the fuck can’t you marry me?” she spits, leaving a crumpled ten on the table and storming out. 

She ignores the footsteps that follow her, her name called out over and over. She only stops when Alex pulls on her arm.

“Let me go, Alex”

“I can’t. I won’t.”

“Why aren’t I good enough for you, Alex?” Maggie asks, every ounce of pain she feels in her body seeping into her words. 


“Just let me go. Please.”

She’s so sure Alex would refuse to let go, that she’d pull her in close and hug her and run a hand through her hair.

It turns out Maggie doesn’t know Alex at all.


“I know why.”

Maggie sighs as she sees Alex on her doorstep, not ready to talk just yet.

“Why what?”

“Why I couldn’t say yes.”

They enter the apartment, and Maggie makes a beeline for the fridge. She gets a beer out for herself, not offering one to Alex. Alex doesn’t deserve her beer. Maggie watches as Alex fiddles with her sweater, as she paces nervously. She takes a sip of her beer, waiting for an explanation, for anything to come out of Alex’s mouth.

“Do you remember when we went to Vasquez’s wedding? And you asked if I cried at weddings and I said no, and then I bawled like a baby anyway?” Maggie smiles involuntarily at the memory, quickly schooling her features when she realises she’s still supposed to be mad.

“Yeah, you cried as soon as Susan appeared at the top of the aisle.”

“I also lied to you. I’ve cried at every single wedding I’ve been to since I was fifteen years old.” Maggie frowns, waiting for it to click into place, waiting to understand. Alex smiles softly, sadly.

“I cry,” she continues, “when I watch a father give away his daughter, when I see a lifetime’s worth of love on his face and a lifetime of gratitude on hers.”


Well now Maggie feels like a dick.

“I want to spend the rest of my life with you, Maggie. I wanna wake up with you and go to sleep with you and do everything in between with you. But the thought of marrying you without my dad there? It just… it hurts too much.”

In an instant, Maggie crosses the room to Alex, holding her close and letting her cry onto her shoulder. They collapse onto the couch together, a mess of tears and limbs. Maggie holds Alex until long after she’s done crying and her breaths even out, feeling their hearts beat in time with one another. Finally, Alex lifts her head.

“I’m sorry, Maggie.”

“Alex.” Maggie takes Alex’s face in her hands, making sure her girlfriend looks her in the eye.


“You are my forever, with or without a ring.”

anonymous asked:

Have you read killing stalking yet? If so, what's your opinion?

I….panic. got sick? nauseous. I read up till 13 because…morbid curiosity and it..made me feel unwell? I dunno. I don’t keep up with it and i try to avoid it–sorry. I’d appreciate it a lot if you don’t talk about it to me because it makes me feel really not ok

instead–if you wanna read/talk about something with a gay couple that are healthy you can try:

I’m 100% open to talk about those….just not….KS…….sorry

I’m watching season 1 all over again (because of feels) and getting into 1x01 (Friday 19:52) right after Eva sees Isak at the party and makes sure everything’s fine with him and his parents then we see her confront Isak about why he told Jonas she hooked up with F.Chris and by that moment we see an obviously struggling Isak and an Eva letting go all of her frustrations of those weeks (completely reasonable btw) but in that moment she’s shouting why he did it, why he acted as her friend and how he ruined her life and such but he only whispers “Eva” and gives her this look

they both seemed like he’s about to cry right there, both of them dealing a lot (but we don’t know about Isak back then) and Isak can see he hurt Eva, and then for a moment it looks he’s about to tell her the truth

We must remember when Elias arrived to the cabin he said he was sleeping with the gay one and Isak said “Why everyone thinks i’m gay” which makes me believe there were already rumors about it and the fact next seasons Isak changed his whole appearance to look “manly” watching this scene again makes me believe for him it was obvious and surely Eva would know by now

He was expecting her to know and he was about to be honest but she didn’t know, she thought it was her he had feelings for and he just decided to go with it. This is were most of the “fake” phase really started for him, because before he just pretended it wasn’t there but after this moment he knows and he does everything to change it, clothes, hook ups, music taste, lifestyle… he changed it to buried it.

I’m glad they decided to fix their relationship because i believe Isak really cares about her and i’m glad Eva let him know everything was in the past and to show him support, i think she asking him about Even is because she really wants to know in what place he’s now, I hope we get to see a bit more of them on next season as possible as it is . 

anonymous asked:

Could you explain this tfw no ZF joke? I really dont get it... :D

Get ready for a long explanation! For everyone’s reference, the joke (supplied by @awesomepus​) was:

Q: What did the mathematician say when he encountered the paradoxes of naive set theory?
A: tfw no ZF

You probably already know the ‘tfw no gf’ (that feel when no girlfriend) meme, which dates to 2010. I’m assuming you’re asking about the ZF part.

Mathematically, ZF is a reference to Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory, which is a set of axioms commonly accepted by mathematicians as the foundation of modern mathematics. As you probably know if you’ve taken geometry, axioms are super important: they are basic assumptions we make about the world we’re working in, and they have serious implications for what we can and can’t do in that world. 

For example, if you don’t assume the Parallel Postulate (that consecutive interior angle measures between two parallel lines and a transversal sum to 180°, or twice the size of a right angle), you can’t prove the Triangle Angle Sum Theorem (that the sum of the angle measures in any triangle is also 180°). It’s not that the Triangle Angle Sum Theorem theorem is not true without the Parallel Postulate — simply that it is unprovable, or put differently, neither true nor false, without that Postulate. Asking whether the Triangle Angle Sum Theorem is true without the Parallel Postulate is really a meaningless question, mathematically. But we understand that, in Euclidean geometry (not in curved geometries), both the postulate and the theorem are “true” in the sense that we have good reason to believe them (e.g., measuring lots of angles in physical parallel lines and triangles). Clearly, the axioms we choose are important.

Now, in the late 19th and early 20th century, mathematicians and logicians were interested in understanding the underpinnings of the basic structures we use in math — sets, or “collections,” being one of them, and arithmetic being another. In short, they were trying to come up with an axiomatic set theory. Cantor and Frege were doing a lot of this work, and made good progress using everyday language. They said that a set is any definable collection of elements, where “definable” means to provide a comprehension (a term you’re familiar with if you program in Python), or rule by which the set is constructed.

But along came Bertrand Russell. He pointed out a big problem in Cantor and Frege’s work, which is now called Russell’s paradox. Essentially, he made the following argument:

Y’all are saying any definable collection is a set. Well, how about this set: R, the set of all sets not contained within themselves. This is, according to you, a valid set, because I gave that comprehension. Now, R is not contained within itself, naturally: if it is contained within itself, then it being an element is a violation of my construction of R in the first place. But R must be contained within itself: if it’s not an element of itself, then it is a set that does not contain itself, and therefore it is an element of itself. So we have that R ∈ R and also R ∉ R. This is a contradiction! Obviously, your theory is seriously messed up.

This paradox is inherently a part of Cantor and Frege’s set theory — it shows that their system was inconsistent (with itself). As Qiaochu Yuan explains over at Quora, the problem is exactly what Russell pointed out: unrestricted comprehension — the idea that you can get away with defining any set you like simply by giving a comprehension. Zermelo and Fraenkel then came along and offered up a system of axioms that formalizes Cantor and Frege’s work logically, and restricts comprehension. This is called Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory (or ZF), and it is consistent (with itself). Cantor and Frege’s work was then retroactively called naive set theory, because it was, of course, pretty childish:

There are two more things worth knowing about axiomatic systems in mathematics. First, some people combine Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory with the Axiom of Choice¹, resulting in a set theory called ZFC. This is widely used as a standard by mathematicians today. Second, Gödel proved in 1931 that no system of axioms for arithmetic can be both consistent and complete — in every consistent axiomatization, there are “true” statements that are unprovable. Or put another way: in every consistent axiomatic system, there are statements which you can neither prove nor disprove. For example, in ZF, the Axiom of Choice is unprovable — you can’t prove it from the axioms in ZF. And in both ZF and ZFC, the continuum hypothesis² is unprovable.³ Gödel’s result is called the incompleteness theorem, and it’s a little depressing, because it means you can’t have any good logical basis for all of mathematics (but don’t tell anyone that, or we might all be out of a job). Luckily, ZF or ZFC has been good enough for virtually all of the mathematics we as a species have done so far!

The joke is that, when confronted with Russell’s paradox in naive set theory, the mathematician despairs, and wishes he could use Zermelo-Fraenkel set theory instead — ‘that feel when no ZF.’

I thought the joke was incredibly funny, specifically because of the reference to ‘tfw no gf’ and the implication that mathematicians romanticize ZF (which we totally do). I’ve definitely borrowed the joke to impress friends and faculty in the math department…a sort of fringe benefit of having a math blog.


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anonymous asked:

Heyyaaa!! So I never really challenged the idea of romione but I never had any strong feelings about them either except as friends, whereas with other characters I had very definite ideas of who I thought they should be with. So basically I caught up in your love of Hermione and krum together and wanted to know if you have any headcanons about them? Like how they got together eventually or little things about them? Sorry if you've already answered a Q similar to this before:/

This is so sweet, I’m so glad you were open to them! They’re so precious to me :) And ah, I’m terrible at headcanons, but I’ll do my best to capture how I see them

Hermione goes to Muggle uni, takes a shitload of classes in almost every discipline, aces everything, and can’t stop telling her friends about all the new things she’s learning and how she can interweave physics into magic. She becomes friends with Muggles who challenge and push her, grounding her when she gets too in her head and cheering her on whenever she presents her findings at a conference

When she’s in grad school, she’s rushing to her flat after a particularly hectic TA assignment (why can’t the undergrads just read the instructions), in desperate need of solitude and a good book, when she slams right into someone, causing her stack of books to topple over and litter the sidewalk. Cursing her luck, she spares a frown for the person who had the ill fortune to stand in her way before doing a double take because that- that couldn’t be- what’s Viktor Krum doing at Oxford?

Turns out he’s in England for a game and came to campus for a poetry slam and to try to ring Hermione (they’ve kept in contact, of course, so he knows she’s here)

He invites her along and even though poetry slams are usually more of a Luna thing (and a Ginny thing, since she always goes to support her girlfriend and glare at anyone who has the audacity to laugh at Luna’s poems), Hermione agrees, flushed and giddy and eager in a way that she rarely feels outside of the classroom or the lab

He’s still so quiet, so she feels the urge to babble at first, but whenever he speaks, it’s with a maturity and insightfulness that touches her. And he’s so observant- she feels seen, really seen. Not as a grad student or a TA or the brightest witch of her age, but as Hermione

They start dating again, and although at first it’s long distance, she feels more fulfilled by it than she can say. She likes her space, and he’s far better at opening up in letters than he is in person, so she feels closer to him than ever. And during his off season, he can spend as much time with her as he can, which is overwhelming and exciting and confusing because he fits into her life so perfectly and what does that mean? She doesn’t need a guy- of course she doesn’t- and is more than comfortable being single, but if she meets someone who complements her and makes her feel supported and cherished, she should go for it, right?

And so she does. Once she finishes her PhD, she looks for professorships near his home, moving her things into his house little by little. She goes to as many games of his as she can manage (and yes, she does occasionally read during them- Quidditch matches are long, and his part is only at the end! He doesn’t mind though and he bursts with pride whenever he sees her in the stands), and he approaches Seeking with new determination, wanting to catch the Snitch as quickly as possible so he can get home to his girl

During the summers, they travel the world together. Hermione learns everything she can about the local culture, tucking herself away in libraries for hours at a time. Viktor loves to join her, content to either read a novel as she studies or just watch her

They wait awhile to have kids; Hermione wants to focus on her career and Viktor’s always busy with Quidditch, so they figure that’s best. When they finally do get pregnant, Viktor decides to stay home with the baby (and Hermione glares at anyone who’s surprised by this because how dare they assume she should be the one to put her career on hold). Viktor loves it, loves the simplicity of staying home with their daughter and playing make believe games out in the meadow and surprising Hermione with homemade cupcakes when she gets back from work. He teaches their daughter how to fly and Hermione teaches her, well, everything- she approaches everything as a learning experience, and their daughter soaks it all up like a sponge

Their relationship is natural and peaceful and has a quiet, slow burning intensity to it, one that lights them up from the inside and makes them glow

Crystal Grumps - Dan Fusions

Wow this is long, sorry…but I finished all of Dan’s fusion designs so enjoy those and little blurbs about them as well. :)

Dan | Arin | Brian | Suzy | Barry | Ross | Holly

Tanzanite - A calming and soothing stone that can help with communication issues. Very protective and practical in finding solutions to problems. Empathetic gem and helps understand things through the heart and emotions.

Dan lives to entertain, but also takes people’s opinions to heart a little too often. He spent his entire existence trying to make people happy with music, but was always deeply hurt every time he got turned down (which was a lot). Often stays fused with Brian as NSP because he feels like that’s the only way he’ll be confident in himself and have people accept him.

Indicolite - An extremely rare stone that increases healing powers and can also bring happiness and laughter into others’ lives. It’s a protective stone that can dispel curses.

Dan and Arin get along really well, but fusion was tough for them at first. Dan had only really ever fused with Brian, so the idea of fusing with anyone else made him slightly uncomfortable. But after communicating with each other and agreeing that they wanted to fuse with each other, Indicolite became everyone’s favorite gem entertainer (cue jealous Brian, but that’s another post ;) ). He’s cool, casual, and has the quickest wit this side of the galaxy. He just practically emits good feelings.

Sillimanite - Thought to be a “feel good” gem and increases the ability to focus on things that matter to the wearer. It’s a (double) cat’s eye gem, so it helps in looking to the past, present, and future. Helps in escaping set routines/getting out of ruts.

Possibly the most unstable fusion of them all, Sillimanite practically feeds off of Dan’s internal self-esteem issues and converts it into anger. They’re fidgety, impulsive, and incredibly violent in an attempt to prove their power to the rest of the universe. Neither Suzy nor Dan really feel great after having fused, since they seem to clash so heavily and the fusion is always moments from falling apart whenever their around.

Amber - A stone that can purify the body and draws negative energy out of an area. Offers clarity in situations, as well as providing calming, positive energies. Literally the most pleasant gem.

Amber’s got cheer for miles and is essentially the ultimate mom gem. She’s sweet, caring, but perhaps slightly belittling with how much she baby-talks. Of course, she always means well. She channels both Dan and Holly’s desires to help others and be there for her friends, but doesn’t do well with talking about herself and communicating when something is wrong with her.

Rainbow Obsidian - Literally known as the “stone of pleasure,” ;) brings joy and light into others’ lives. Great for romantic relationships and love in general.

Honestly, Dan and Brian have spent more time fused than they have apart at this point. NSP makes them everything they’ve ever wanted and–bonus–they’re fused with each other, which is pretty cool. NSP is a world-famous performer back on Homeworld, though no one is really aware he’s a fusion. He’s charismatic, flirtations, and confident. Plus, his ribbons act like extra arms, which is pretty rad.

Goshenite - Encourages extreme truthfulness, especially in keeping one’s word. Can bring self-control and creativity. It makes communication easier and also stabilizes relationships.

Dan’s a lover, Barry’s a fighter, Goshenite is their way of balancing each other out. He’s confident, but gentle. Dedicated, but not impulsive. And honestly, just really good for Barry in general. Being fused with Dan helps him come to terms with the feelings he’s been repressing for years as a mindless Homeworld soldier. It helps him curb his insatiable need to punch instead of talk. It gives him a chance to express himself that he doesn’t realize he can have outside of fusion. And he’s pretty buff so

Larimar - “The stone of answers from the sea of consciousness.” It helps increase communication (especially with animals) and gives serenity and peace in finding the truth. It’s also useful for calming and balancing energies.

This form probably took a couple tries to get right, at least until Ross stopped being a hopeless NSP fanboy and merely obsessing over the fact of getting to fuse with half of the best performer he’s ever known. But once the two get it down, Larimar becomes a surprisingly quiet (considering the two that go into it) and thoughtful gem. He’s extremely introspective and curious about the world and himself. The others find him the most childlike, though.

hc post 2: Yooran Boogaloo

so here’s… another VERY long headcanon post ;;;;; mainly because i wanted to and also i got a few people asking for my thoughts on these boys

very long and unorganized i’m sorry ahaha, i talk a lot in the first portion about how i think things would happen before their romantic relationship even starts so you can skip that if you just want some silly thoughts on these two and 500 things i talk about wanting to write but will probably never have time for. i tried to space this so it’s a little easier on the eyes since there’s uh, a lot. ill learn how to shut up one day i promise

anyway it’s time to make the donuts

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Really quick Batman comic I call “Days after Release of Pokemon Go:Gotham City crime rate at all time low”

Inspired by @werewolfmcwolfy ‘s post 

AU where Sirius is a former child star just trying to go to college and “live a normal life” and Remus keeps posting memes of Sirius from his glory days in their class Facebook page.

This started as tags on the post, but then the tags got too long (this is super long - so sorry). And this is also sort of for @lala-lady-elena because you said you enjoy my tags and this is basically tags in not tag form - and I saw the post when you reblogged it <3. 

  • The amount of messages that Sirius probably sent THIS KID
  • and telling him that he needs to FOR THE LOVE OF GOD
  • just stOP
  • because he is RUINING his reputation as cool and suave
  • Sirius has put a lot of effort into making people forget about his very unfortunate childhood
  • (not that he was a bad actor)
  • (in fact, he actually won some award)
  • not that THE KID can ever know this
    • (warning: the kid definitely already knows this and is simply waiting for the best time to use this information to his advantage)
  • because if Sirius has to do something
  • he might as well excel
  • but that doesn’t mean he enJOYED it
    • how DARE you insinuate that Prongs?
    • I would never be so materialistic
    • ‘just yesterday you cried because the crop top you wanted was $40′
    • anyways
    • I got distracted by my own personal outrage at the price of clothing and decided to let Sirius be dramatic for me
  • but back to THIS KID
  • who won’t let Sirius be super cool and fly at uni
  • as he studies art???
    • economy????
    • how to be a pe teacher???
    • law????
  • idk let’s go with law
  • and THIS KID only responds to Sirius’s messages with memes of Sirius
  • and Sirius has no idea who this kid is
  • he’s never seen him on campus before
  • he doesn’t know what his major is
  • does he even go to the school???
  • so now one of tho things occurs
  • either one
    • Sirius starts posting flyers around the school
    • obviously they’re memed
    • asking for information on the Sirius Black memester
    • he probably offers massages (from James) or something like that - maybe authentic Indian food? 
    • well Lily sees it, and she’s Remus’s bff
      • and to be frank, she is sick and tired of Remus Lupin going on and on about wonder child Sirius Black and how amazing he is
      • honeslty, the amount of information that Remus has amassed on Sirius would make both the CIA and the FBI proud 
      • Remus probably knew things about Sirius that Sirius didn’t know
      • Lily was creeped out
      • and in desperate need of a massage 
    • so she gives Sirius Remus’s contact info, and she gets her massage from James and then everything is happily ever after
  • or TWO
    • the next semester starts
    • and Sirius is taking this ancient civilizations course 
    • and he sees this super dorky adorable guy sitting in the front/middle of the room
    • and Sirius positions himself so that he’d be able to see a clear view of this adorables guys’ face
    • and it’s a relatively small class
    • so the prof calls out names (I don’t know if this is a thing that happens in uni’s if it isn’t, call it poetic license)
    • and the prof calls out remus lupin
    • and Sirius makes a mental note that THE KID is in the class
      • because he was too busy staring at the adorable guys face to pay attention to who responded 
    • and after class
    • Sirius runs out after the adorable guy (he didn’t pay attention and didn’t realize class was dismissed)
    • and he yells out before he can stop himself
    • and adorable guy turns around
    • and Sirius doesn’t know what to say
    • so he goes, “do you know who Remus Lupin is? I need to talk to him”
    • and Remus has sort of been planning this since he first saw Sirius walk into the class
    • goes, “yeah sure, let me give you his number” 
    • Sirius is dumfounded
      • he did not see Remus turn the corner and jump in happiness at his success like the little dork that is 
    • and slowly makes his way back to his apartment/dorm with james 
    • where he texts remus and then they live happily ever after 
    • because I really need to stop typing and do homework

I think the point that some people miss about why chapters like this are so important to zeki fans (and this one especially) is because although we know they got together, the circumstances and the feelings leading up to it are extremely important.

We are glad to see that they took their time, that they truly knew that being together was what they wanted and what was best for them. That Zero wasn’t some kind of second choice like people claim. That Yuuki was able to get over a lot of the guilt that she carried and live for herself and for her own happiness and needs. So while we know everything that happened post this chapter it does not change the importance of it.

This is the happiest that we have seen Yuuki in a long time. This is Yuuki smiling with romantic love for someone, this is her smiling from her heart, something we so rarely seen in the original series from Arc 2 onwards. Do not belittle these chapters and these moments because Yuuki still ‘sacrifices herself’, yes we all know that but it fills me and many other fans with a great deal of happiness because she didn’t twiddle her thumbs and live in misery until it happened. No; she moved on, she grew up, she learned what true love meant to her, she was able to really smile again and most of all, she was happy again. She was going back to the Yuuki that a lot of fans had loved at the beginning of the series. Yuuki was always self sacrificing but this time she put herself first. And not someone else. VKM is great to know that Yuuki did eventually escape the shackles she had been burdened with and it’s a great insight in to the real Yuuki.

I am glad to see Yuuki so happy and in love, I am glad to see her looking so healthy and full of life. Yuuki deserved so much more than what she had in the original series and it seems she is finally getting it.

We’re alive! Sorry about the accidental hiatus. I haven’t posted in almost a full month! It doesn’t feel like it’s been that long. I’ve been working so much lately, lots of overtime. This blog just hasn’t been a top priority, and when I do have free time, I haven’t felt like editing pictures at all. But, I think I’ll start posting again a little more frequently. Thanks to everyone who follows us, and for all the notes and new followers we got even when we weren’t active!