(Or the projection of a fixed one onto a moving plane, whichever you like.)
What is a simplex? Well, it is the generalization of a triangle into higher dimensional space. So in two dimensions it is a triangle, and in three dimensions it is a tetrahedron. In d-dimensional space it has d+1 vertices, as you increase the dimension you always add a new vertex.
In higher dimensions we only have 3 regular polyhedron, and this is always one of them. The other two are the hypercube and the cross polytope.
Minhyun: “We have to be more humble. Always be humble.”
NU'EST’s participation on Produce 101 season 2 has brought upon a lot of scrutinize on the boys, and definitely on us, the L.O.V.E fandom. Dear L.O.V.Es, things we do or say can and will reflect on the boys. Just like Minhyun said - we have to be humble, and careful of our actions. There had been a lot of upsetting moments, frustrations and unjust assumptions, but those are not reasons for us to get warped in bitterness.
There’s a lot of posts and anger directed to Pledis, but there’s nothing worth your time to focus on it right now. As Baekho mentioned in the interview, they had lower and lower album sales each time, and we have to ask ourselves, how many of us supported them during the most crucial promotion period? L.O.V.Es, let’s stop the hate for a moment and reflect upon ourselves, then build ourselves up from square zero again with the boys.
Help to guide new fans and show them what NU’EST have to offer; pick no fights with those who attack us and they will pass us by; never put someone else down to elevate the boys’ because that is exactly the same as what they are going through right now; respond with tactfulness when needed; show support with gifs and encouraging messages, with likes on videos and positive comments. Remember, we are called L.O.V.Es, so let us focus on the positive, and spread the love. We are in it together, and we have to be more humble, we have to always be humble.
Sincerity is what touches people, positive mindset is what makes them stay, and humility is what helps us grow. Keep supporting the boys in any ways you can, and be awesome, fellow L.O.V.Es!
On April first, it’s been 16 years since the first marriage of two people of the same gender. Yes, the Netherlands was a progressive country back then, and the honor was for Job Cohen, the mayor of Amsterdam and a personal idol of mine, to become the first public official to wed same-sex couples. Always good to celebrate and remember what we have achieved, but also to see that it has only been 16 years. Love is love.
For more of my work; I’m @neetje pretty much everywhere, or @neetje.nl on Instagram.
Haruka: This is awful. A life waking up this early in the morning. Michiru… you seem like you’re having fun with this. Michiru: But it is fun! Haruka: After globe-trotting on concert tours and raising a child, you think the life of a high school student is amusing? Michiru: But we can sing the praises of youth again! My heart is fluttering at the thought of returning to school life. Waiting for each other by the library, putting our shoes in the cubby holes, joining the school clubs…
Everything looked the same, the houses the streets even the sign that held the towns name looked the same. Riverdale like all small towns never change, maybe that’s why your heart felt warmer as you passed the welcome too sign. You hadn’t lived in Riverdale for ten years yet as your parents drove down the roads you still remember all the memories you had here as a child.
Passing Betty and Archie’s house made reality hit you the fact you hadn’t been here in ten years all your friends would of grown up without you. All the promises you made to keep in touch disappeared when you left the small town. How was you suppose to face them in school tomorrow when they had probably forgotten you.
“I can’t believe we managed to get the old house back, how crazy is that Y/N you’ll be back in your old room before you know it”
You don’t acknowledge what your father had said instead you kept staring out the window. Your old house, your old room being able to see the treehouse the one thing linked to the one person who you hoped forgot about you.
~“Jug I don’t want to leave you, your my best friend in the whole world”
“I know Y/N I wish you could live here with me but you gotta stay with your parents but promise me you’ll write”
“I promise Jughead I promise”~
Just kids you’d managed to keep writing to him until you stopped. You were too busy or well you knew the truth you’d forgotten. You hoped that Jughead had forgotten you that way him seeing you would hurt less.
Unpacking wasn’t hard you made sure the curtains of your room were shut so you wouldn’t be met with the pain of what was, what could never be again. By the time everyone had unpacked no one was in the mood to cook so there was only one place on your mind.
“I’ve rung Pop’s Y/N do you mind going to pick it up if you remember the way” you roll your eyes at your mother how could you forget the best joint in town.
Like everything else in Riverdale Pop’s hadn’t changed the dinner was radiating light in the almost dark night. Once inside you felt once again at home remembering the burgers and the shakes you use to stuff down as a kid.
“Hi um pick up for Y/L/N”
“Be just a minute Hun” you nodded to the cook before taking a seat in a booth. A few rows down you could see some kids your age the three of them looked like they were having a good night. But something about the back of two of the heads seems familiar.
“Order for Y/L/N” you stood up ready to grab the paper bag but before you could something, well more like someone caught your eye.
A blacked hair boy that had a crown shaped beanie on his head, as he went to climb over the girl and sit next to her his eyes caught yours. It couldn’t be but of course it was you knew that at some point it would happen maybe better here then in school. The boy and girl opposite him turned to look at you as well, it was the three of them. The three people that in your childhood life meant the most to you.
“Y/N?” Betty was the first to speak up scrambling over Archie she ran towards you engulfing you into a hug.
“Hi Betty” your voice sounding thin as if you were ready to brake down into tears. Archie was next not saying anything he pulled Betty away from you only to have her join again once his now strong arms were around you.
The raven haired girl just stood confused as to why her friends were acting this way. Archie and Betty finally pulled away from you though Betty kept your hand in hers to make sure it was actually you.
“I can’t believe it” his voice was the one to brake the silence, he moved around the girl to stand meters away from you. You was ready for whatever the boy was going to scream at you how he would react.
“Hi Jug” you breath out a name you thought a few months ago you would never say again.
“Ten years and all I get is a hi Jug” you bite the inside of your cheek ready for the rest of the words to come falling out of his mouth. But instead of harsh words you get him hugging you holding you close to him, something new as you still remember that he was never much of a hugger. When you pull away he has somewhat of a smile on his face. Yours showing completely as you stand in-between all your old friends.
“Y/N I’m Veronica since these losers would introduce me” you take Veronica’s hand shaking it before you realise that you should of been home ten minutes ago with food for your parents.
“Guys is love to stay honest I wish I could but I gotta get these burgers back to my parents, Betty, Archie catch up tomorrow I swear we have to walk to school like always” you smile squeezing their hands.
“Veronica I can’t wait to get to know you more, come on Jug be the gentleman and walk me home?” In your heart though you knew you just needed to talk to him more.
He waves bye to the others who completely understand why you asked him Betty and Archie probably filling in Veronica on the relationship between you and Jughead. Both of you saying a finale goodbye before Jughead grabs the paper bag and your hand and walking out the door.
“I’m sorry” both of you say at the same time, a small blush creeping onto your cheeks.
“Let’s not talk about it,kinda both our faults but you’re back now that’s what matters, what I hope is for good”
“I don’t think I ever want to leave this place again, I don’t wanna ever leave you again Jug”
“That’s good enough for me” and like that you was walking hand in hand like you did as children chasing the sunset.
Kataang Week is when we, as a corner of the fandom, celebrate the ship Kataang! The prompts for Kataang Week 2017 were selected through seven rounds of voting over the last several weeks and all prompts were submitted by Tumblr users.
Cool, when is it?
Summer Kataang Week 2017 starts on Monday, July 24th - a little over seven weeks from today - and ends on Monday, July 31st..
How do I participate?
The most common ways to participate are by creating art or writing a fic and posting it online. Some people try and create something for every day while others only fill one or two prompts.
But I can’t draw or write!
That’s totally fine - there are more ways to participate! You can sing a song, create a graphic, write a poem - just about anything really. You can also show your support by reblogging and liking other people’s contributions.
What are the prompts?
The following will be the running order for Kataang Week 2017:
Smile - Monday July 24th
Best Friends - Tuesday July 25th
Dance - Wednesday July 26th
All-Nighter - Thursday July 27th
Clouds - Friday July 28th
Sleep - Saturday July 29th
Unconditional - Sunday July 30th
Free Day/Crossover/AU Day - Monday July 31st
How should I tag my work?
The easiest way for us to find your work so we can reblog it to this blog is by using the tag “kataang week”. Using “kataang” and “kataangtag” also help. You must tag one of the three in your first five tags otherwise it doesn’t appear in the search.
Once we’ve reblogged it to this blog we add our own tags (a prompt tag and a user tag) for easy organization. This means we can find all the work for one prompt or all the work from one user in one easy click (this also means that if you have changed your username since participating last year you need to let us know so we can update your tag!).
Can I post my stuff other places online too?
Of course you can!
Seven weeks is a long time away… why are you promoting all this so early?
To give people time to create quality content. In the past (and in other fandoms) we have seen ship weeks pop up out of no where with little to no notice and we just don’t think this works. We don’t know about you guys, but we need time to prepare! We also like to post WIP for Kataang Week and encourage everyone else to do so as well - we reblog it here for motivation!
As always, if you have any questions, comments, or concerns, don’t hesitate to send an ask. Good luck, Kataangers, and happy content creating! :)
The Fitzsimmons Network would like to present the hiatus event of the ages…
~*~ENGINEERING VS. BIOCHEM~*~
What is this?
Engineering vs. Biochem is a unique umbrella event for all the activities that will be happening at @thefitzsimmonsnetwork over the hiatus, as well as a way to promote the creation of fanworks. All participants will:
be split into 2 teams: engineering or biochem
earn points for every Fitzsimmons fanwork they create based on a scaled point system
have the opportunity to earn points for participating in TFSN events (many of which will not necessitate creating fanworks)
get to be part of the fun and awesome FS community and make new friends!
Sign ups begin NOW until June 24th, midnight PST
The team rosters will be announced on June 28th
Before beginning, you will first vote for your team leaders, which will end on July 5th
Giving us a few days to confer with the team leaders about how the event will run… EvB will officially begin on July 10th! You will receive the official point system, links to your team spreadsheets, team chats, etc. on this day
This event will officially end a month or so before hiatus ends: winning team and top point earners will be announced before the show comes back and for both teams will receive gifts from the network
There will be other events hosted by TFSN during the hiatus, like exchanges, challenges, etc.—most will NOT be exclusive to this event, but you will earn extra points for participating
We will host Engineering vs. Biochem exclusive events like contests, chats and vote offs to earn points for non-fanworks
The tag for this event is #engineering vs biochem
How to join:
While you don’t have to be a member, all participants must be following @thefitzsimmonsnetwork as everything will be happening through here
Reblog this post (The more people who join, the merrier!)
Have your askbox open! (You will not be accepted otherwise)
Sign up with the form below!
Please send the following sign up form to our network email email@example.com before midnight PST on June 24th:
Tumblr Username: (your username)
Your preferred team: (we can’t guarantee that you will get the team you like - but we will try our best)
What your fanwork talents are: (do you write fic, make gifs, graphics, vids? Are you multi-talented?)
How often do you post now/how much to you anticipate to post over hiatus? (once a week, daily, etc.)
Would you like to be a team leader?: (if so, you will automatically be entered for voting)
We hope that you’re as excited as we are about this event!As always, please message us if you have any comments, questions or concerns.
Warnings: Language, mentions of domestic violence (on reader)
I adjusted Daniel, making sure he did not fall off my hip as i walked down the streets of my old hometown. Nothing changed since the last time I was here.
I walked towards Polly’s house, trying to keep my head down, in the hopes I could avoid all of the other Shelby’s. When I knocked on the door, I saw the curtains peel back a little, then the door swung open quickly, hitting the wall.
I was pulled into a hug by the woman who I considered a second mother, trying not to flinch when she squeezed me. After a few seconds of silent embracing, she pulled back to look at me. My eyes flew to the ground, not wanting to look into hers as she saw the reason I was here.
“My god…” She whispered, placing her hand on my chin to fully examine my wounds.
I knew I had a bruise surrounding my left eye that was slowly fading. There would have been a scratch on my cheek and a large bruise around my neck. Those didnt include the ones that would no doubt show up in an hour or two from what happened today.
“You been fighting in a ring or something?” I scoffed and placed my son down on the ground, hissing at the stabbing pain in my side.
“Sure as hell feels like I have.” Polly grabbed my hand and led me to the couch. I sat down, never meeting her eyes.
“Who did this to you?”
“You know I’m not going to tell you that.” She sat back in her chair with a sigh.
“Okay. So let’s start with where you’ve been for almost two years.” I released a shaky breath I didn’t even know I was holding.
“When I left your house, I moved back home with my parents for a month or two. They weren’t too happy to see me, knowing that it meant something happened between Tommy and I.”
I paused for a second, remembering the day I found my husband sleeping with the woman he told me I need not worry about.
“I stayed there until I met someone. It was a man I knew from childhood. He offered me a place to stay, in return for my assistance in the house. His wife had died a few months before, and he was having a hard time taking care of his lad. So I agreed. Everything was fine until we started getting involved.”
Polly could see that what I’d been through was horrible. “You don’t have to talk about it if you don’t want to.”
“No, it’s fine. I need to talk to someone Pol.” She nodded, beckoning me to continue. “We started to let our relationship develop after eight months of me just tending to his house, cooking for him, and making sure his son was alright. It was actually fantastic in the beginning. He was sweet for a while. For six months he bought me things and treated me like the fucking queen. And then the gifts stopped. The affection stopped. The adoration stopped. It all stopped and the pain began.”
I sighed thinking back to the countless beatings. For no reason at all really.
“Why’d it take you so long to leave? You know you will always be family. We could have gotten you a house. You and Tommy have a son for fucks sake!”
“The physical pain was bearable. I could take a hit. But I couldn’t come back and watch him be with someone else Pol. That was more likely to kill me than the punches.”
It was hours before Polly and I were interrupted by her nephews. I thanked god Tommy wasn’t with them.
“Polly!” Arthur burst through the door, holding up a battered John. They both paused when they set their eyes on me.
“John, what have you done to yourself this time?” I asked with a small smile in my lips.
“Where the hell have you been sister?” Arthur sat john in a chair before coming over to embrace me, burying his face in my hair. His hug hurt, but I missed my Shelby boys.
Well, most of them.
“Oi, what happened to your face?” John asked from his seat. Arthur turned me around so the light from the fire illuminated my bruises, his eyes softening. Arthur was always caring and protective.
“I tripped and fell down some stairs.” I lied, not trying to convince them, but to let them know I wasn’t talking about it. Especially with them. They were known for acting at the flip of a coin, never fully thinking anything through.
“Bullshit. A man has been putting his hands on her.” My head snapped to the left.
“Polly! Can I not tell you anything in confidence?!”
“Not when it concerns your safety (Y/N).”
“Who is the bloke, aye? We’ll have to go and let him know that no one fucks with the Peaky Blinders.” The younger Shelby stood from his seat shouting.
“I’m not a peaky blinder John! I don’t need you two going out and fighting my battles anymore! I’m not a little girl.” The front door started to rattle and my heart stopped.
This is it. I have to face Tommy now. The man I’d been avoiding for more than a year.
When Michael walked through the door with Finn in tow, I allowed air to fill my lungs.
“(Y/N)!” They both shouted, lining up to hug me.
“Finn, you’ve grown a whole fucking foot!” I laughed, looking up at the boy who I remembered towering over at one point. There was a comfortable silence in the room as I looked around at the family i had missed so much.
“Does Tommy know you’re here?” Michael asked, ruining my nostalgic thoughts. I shook my head, avoiding everyone’s eyes.
“How about you boys go into the kitchen and I’ll take Y/N upstairs to clean up.” They all agreed, each one stopping to kiss my forehead before exiting the room. I sighed and pressed my hand to the side of my body where there was a throbbing pain, finally realizing how exhausted I was from my trip here.
I walked upstairs after reassuring Polly I would be fine as long as someone was watching Daniel. I remembered where everything was and had no problem fitting into the clothes that I had left here over a year ago.
I stopped in front of the vanity mirror that sat to the side of the bed, staring at the reflection that I barely recognized anymore. My hair hung past my shoulders, still dripping water. My skin was still dark and looked filthy, despite the scrubbing I had just done minutes prior.
When I left the room after dressing myself, I could hear my son crying. It was well past his bedtime and the only way he would calm down now is if he had a cup of warm milk.
I started down the stairs and became confused when Danny’s cries suddenly stopped.
“You boys haven’t let my son cry himself to sleep have you?” I questioned as I rounded the corner, immediately regretting even coming back to Small Heath in the first place.
Standing directly across from me was Tommy Shelby, a pair of small arms wrapped around his neck.
The talking ceased, the air became thick. Visions of Tommy fucking that woman replaying over and over in my head.
He hadn’t changed one bit. His eyes were still a piecing blue, but they sported something I had never seen before. And I couldn’t quite put my finger on it.
“(Y/N)…” I physically flinched at the sound of his voice saying my name.
I held my hand up, signaling him to stop.
“Everyone out.” I said flatly. When no one moved, I tore my eyes from Tommy’s to look at the lot of them. “I mean it! I don’t care where you go, just get out of here!” They were startled my volume. They had obviously forgotten who I was. “Polly, can you put Daniel down for me please?” I asked in a much softer tone. She nodded and went to take the boy from her nephew, who looked very reluctant to let him out of his sight.
Then we were alone.
As always, I love feedback and criticism. It is 100% ACCEPTED. So let me know how you liked it. And if you have any input for what you want to see in the next part. :)
I know Vilde has been incessantly annoying this season, but I think it’s important to acknowledge her reaction to Pepsi Max’s overt racism.
While Chris’s reaction is priceless because she’s an angel, Vilde too seems uncomfortable, if not slightly offended, with the way her face falls. She automatically looks towards Sana to gauge her reaction.
We’ve all been losing our patience over her this season, but her reaction does reinforce that she’s not malicious. Most of her comments are probably made from ignorance, but she does know what it looks like to be outright racist and she does know what the Pepsi Max girls said was wrong.
I guess my point is, we should have patience with Vilde. She has always redeemed herself every season, and I have no doubt she’ll do it this season too.
hey so i reached 1k recently and decided to celebrate it by acknowledging all my lovely mutuals and people who i follow!!
(thank you @catharinaloss for the gif i wanted this bc it’s the moment i fell in love with magnus bane and was like *eyes emoji*)
special shout outs
@catharinaloss ok i’ll try to keep this short but jo you were my first friend here and i continue to talk to you almost every single day and i think i’ve shared many things that are pretty personal with you because you understand me so well and you’re so easy to talk to. you’re the sweetest, loveliest person even tho you might not believe me but you’re cute af and you deserve only nice things always! love you
@magnusbaene ellie istg we have the most creative talks bc all the headcanons just pour out of me with you so i think it’s safe to say that we work well together lol. you’re funny and talented and you inspire me every day so thank you for that! also lowkey confession but you’re also really hot so that’s definitely a bonus for my bi ass
@hufflebee we don’t really talk that much francy but you have to be mentioned bc you’re the kindest person on this website and everyone should aspire to be like you! and i definitely wish we’d chat sometime
also this is for all the people i wish desperately that would talk to me more