#letters in math

[beanghostprincess]

luffy knowing a bit too much information about beetles and zoro being oddly good at math are concepts that make me extremely happy for no reason

#actually the reason is that they're often seen as idiots but they just think differently #and also they're pretty much neurodivergent #luffy infodumping about beetles and zoro is like 'uh yeah sure captain' *didn't understand shit but luffy is happy so it's fine* #zoro explaining the most complicated equation known to mankind bc of some dumb new attack and luffy's like #'why are you using letters? math is with numbers haha silly zoro' #they're so real for all of this #zolu #roronoa zoro #monkey d. luffy #one piece

[hereticalheraldry]

#math #symbols #letters #so cool

[lovely-rubeum]

affirming word.

your first argument with al haitham is one you are sure you’ll never forget. not because of his piercing words and the cold way he stares back at you, but because of his desperate reassurance. the soft way he held you as apologies were uttered, and the gentle way he cared for every tear you shed.

a/n: waah this is my first fic on this account !! cheers ^^

w/c: ~1.5k

warnings: not proof read (im lazy my bad) mentions of arguments, insecurities. hurt/comfort

al haitham has been in maybe, one relationship before this one, you gather. there’s a certain coarseness to the way he approaches love and being in love with you that bleeds with lack of experience. it is not a slight against him, in fact, you’d consider it the furthest from that. you are honored to have been so cherished by someone who claims to not have time for trivial things. if al haitham is good at one thing, beyond mathematics or research or memorization, it is making you feel like you are not and will never be “trivial” to him. he remembers every date, he recalls every small detail, and he does everything he can, even in his busy schedule to make time for you. because you are the one he chose, and you are beyond his preconceptions about the usefulness and reason for “falling in love,” or other trifling activities.

so, when he calls you just that -- useless and pointless and trivial, it stings. and it stings for more than an hour, after the silence has settled in your shared living space and dinner has gone cold. it stings every time he looks at you, unable to control his cold and calculating frustration. even by the time said frustration is no longer directed at you but at himself for getting caught up -- for the escalation to petty insults rather than progress towards a natural solution. even as you both stand up and say you’re sorry for hurting each other and promise to listen and care. you are still left stinging. you ache all over, even as you lie in bed with him, his warm arms pulling your form close as you both whisper declarations of retreat, compromise, and love. you close your eyes and take in his scent, woody, almost a bit musky and just a twinge reminiscent of a well kept library. you would find solace here, but you cannot help but ache. your eyes sting with salt and self-admonishment as you sleep, feeling as though the two of you are left further apart than you were before.

it’s been several days now. the sounds of the bustling streets and the near silence of the akademia’s halls do nothing to comfort your still stirring heart. you see al haitham every day, you tell him you love him every day (because you do, and you’ll be damned before the aftermath of a finished argument tells you that you do not). he echoes the same, but still you think

trivial? were you nothing but pointless and foolish? did your beloved boyfriend, in times of distress, think of you as the very things he swore not to make you feel you were? it hurts to feel distant from him, but you’re sure he hasn’t noticed. in fact, you think it’s better that he hasn’t noticed. he’s a busy, busy man. and, really, he shouldn't be worried about something as frivolous as the way you feel about a pain that’s passed silently for days. you’ll get over it, because you’ve already talked and you love him and that should be enough.

but you forget, that al haitham, while not a fool, is foolishly in love with you. he is a man that gets what he needs and what he wants and when there are obstacles in his path he devises clear plans to avoid them. the only thing he would readily admit to making mistakes over is you. you and your smile that lights up his entire world, you and the way you care for him and challenge his mind in the most electrifying way. you who holds him as he sinks into the depths of his mind, and you who promises him eternity, irrational as that may be. so when you distance yourself, drowning in your own hurt, al haitham is planning. your wounds are like aching scars on his back. prickling with pain and a reminder of his failing, not to himself, but his failing to provide you with the world as you deserve. he sits in his office, stiff and cautious. what on earth could it be that has sent you away from him? what sort of thorns have coated your heart and how should he cut through them to get to you? 

you don’t think much of it, when you’re called into al haitham’s office today. you expect nothing more than an update about his findings. you’ll walk in, say hello, chat for a time until you realize you’ve veered off course and then you’ll depart with timid “i love you”s and you’ll stare into the silence as you hope for the short moment to lift your heart the way it had before it was wounded. you do not expect to see him staring anxiously at the door as you enter. you do not expect him to run a hand through his pretty gray hair and quietly ask you a question.

“could you lock the door?” you do, but you’re holding your breath. dread floods your veins and you cannot help but feel intimidated as he stands and approaches you. in an attempt to flee from your racing mind and heart, you change the subject.

“hi, dear. did you need something? i should have given you the report from—” you’re silenced by the worried look on his face. it’s a foreign expression, one where his shining, always focused eyes dart around you with a mixture of something like fear and hurt, and one where his built arms hang awkwardly at his sides as he figures out what to say first.

“there’s something wrong,” he starts. your breath hitches and you’re forced to break eye contact. al haitham frowns. “please don’t do that. please look at me.” the plea hurts your chest, but you can’t bring yourself to do just that. you try to wave it off.

“there’s nothing—” but the shake in your voice betrays you. he waits for you to open up. for you to take the first step, because your comfort is his priority, but you can tell with the tension in the air that he will cut through if you do not. al haitham gets what he needs, and what he needs more than life is your happiness. you’re sure of that now, as you look back at his expression, endlessly full of concern for you. you can’t bring yourself to lie anymore. “okay, maybe there is something.”

“may i inquire?” he says it so timidly you’d think he’s another person. you can’t stop yourself from sighing. 

“i just… it’s stupid. i don’t think it’s worth making a big deal. i’ll be over it soon.” the deadpan look on his face says otherwise.

“you have been… apart from your usual self. for longer than three nights. i’m worried about you.” al haitham’s admission is shaking, but resolute. his soothing voice quakes just the slightest bit, but he refuses to back down. you cave at his look, just as you always do.

“i‘m just… still hurt. over what you said, when we argued? i didn’t want you to feel bad since we already moved on from the problem but i keep thinking about it and hearing it in my head. you called me trivial.” al haitham pauses, as if recounting the event. you continue. “i know you probably didn’t mean it, but i can’t help but think that maybe…”

“stop,” he says with a gentleness reserved only for you. he places his hands gently on your shoulders while silently asking for permission in his gaze to pull you close. you nod, and suddenly his hand is patting the back of your head softly, as if you’re the most cherished being in the universe itself.

“i’m sorry. i’m so sorry.” you feel your eyes welling up with tears as he holds you close and admits fault. he pulls away slightly, but only to dry your tears with his thumb.

“you are everything to me. and it was only foolish of me to have allowed things to progress to this point. i would move mountains and slay the worst of foes just to see you happy. i have taken away part of your smile, even for a second. and for that i am so sorry.”

there is a tenderness in his eyes. you couldn’t imagine a more beautiful expression if you tried, and it is then that you realize he is not used to wearing this expression. he is clumsy in the way he squeezes you, and although he is intelligent, he is also inept in maintaining his usual aloofness as he reassures you that you will never be a waste of his time. it is then too, that you notice the fear squandering his composure as he promises to love you for what may be the millionth time.

you relax and while you cry in his arms, you allow al haitham’s affirming word into your heart, never to be shaken again.

#al haitam x reader #genshin impact x reader #alhaitham x reader #al haitham genshin #al haitham fluff #genshin impact imagines #genshin impact hurt/comfort #he's kinda been living in my brain the past few days tbh #al haitham come be my math tutor challenge #unrelated to the fic. i just wanted to say #rue's love letters

[linipik]

It is Valentine's Day and seeing all the lovey-dovey couples and everyone who is interested in any sort of dating is already with someone has Lance feeling down.

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💌Let's play~

#klance #vld #love letter poll game #voltron #polls #i got polls and i will make it everyone's problem/ i would love to see how this plays out?? #fanart #voltron legendary defender #'ll make apost with the details but polls are gonna be 1 day long always #i will wait till the poll ends and update the next day or that night it will depend on my time #it's klance bc this is who i am as a person #i have it already planned the way my math teachers thaught me #is there a....poll narrative tag? poll story? #lance mcclain

[dark-romantics]

Me and my love for maths is like an enemies to lovers story waiting to be written down on paper

#dark academia #dark academia aesthetic #light academia aesthetic #classic literature #english literature #virginia woolf #literature #librarylife #letters #lit #enemies to lovers #maths #math studyblr

[janmisali]

Number Tournament: NINE vs THE FAST INVERSE SQUARE ROOT "WHAT THE FUCK?" CONSTANT

9 (nine)

seed: 18 (33 nominations)

class: power of three

definition: the number eaten by seven

hex 5F3759DF (// what the fuck?)

seed: 47 (9 nominations)

class: hex constant

definition: a magic number used in the fast inverse square root algorithm, a method of quickly computing 1/(sqrt(x)) very quickly first used in the source code for the game Quake III Arena (1999)

#number tournament #polls #math #mathblr #nine #putting the letter x between two numbers is automatically converted by tumblr #0x5F3759DF #quake #jan misali

[mariahgem]

STEDE'S LOVE LETTERS

MIDDLE OF NIGHT THOUGHTS: I think we can put certain things together that make logical sense. (And yes, put aside that David Jenkins said sometimes time and distance are null because story but WHATEVER)

OK. Ed broke Ned Lowe's record of 88 CONSECUTIVE raids.

This means Ed did 89 raids over 89 days, so lets say 90? Probably a few days before and after, but negligible. Say 3 months. (3 months of raiding and killing every day no wonder they were losing their minds.)

Stede says in his letter found by Englishmen/Ed that he writes every day. He's sent out a love letter in bottle EVERY DAY. Now, lets also give him the few days before and after, and say 90 days. THERE ARE SOMETHING LIKE 88 BOTTLES WITH LOVE LETTERS TO ED FROM STEDE THAT MAY OR MAY NOT BE WASHING UP ON NASSAU/REPUBLIC OF PIRATES. I hope Ed finds more. hee hee

#OFMD #ofmd s2 #stede bonnet #ed teach #ed x stede #blackbonnet #LOVE LETTERS #MATH #our flag means death

[lilac-dreamxxz]

hii can u do just the full alphabet of cursive capital and lowercase letters? thank u love 🎀

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ 𝓐 𝓑 𝓒 𝓓 𝓔 𝓕 𝓖 𝓗

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀ ⠀𝓘 𝓙 𝓚 𝓛 𝓜 𝓝 𝓞 𝓟 𝓠

⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀⠀𝓡 𝓢 𝓣 𝓤 𝓥 𝓦 𝓧 𝓨 𝓧

⠀⠀𝓪 𝓫 𝓬 𝓭 𝓮 𝓯 𝓰 𝓱 𝓲 𝓳 𝓴 𝓵 𝓶 𝓷 𝓸 𝓹 𝓺 𝓻 𝓼 𝓽 𝓾 𝓿 𝔀 𝔁 𝔂 𝔃

divider ctto !

#lilac♡ #cursive #fonts #symbols #letters #cursive letters #letters copy paste #font copy paste #font pack #font design #uppercase #lowercase #math script font #coquette #coquette symbols #coquette fonts #requests

[sweetsmalldog]

“The average Pirates smp character has 1.5 pets” factoid is a statistical error Scott Denholm who lives on a cliff side and has 30 pets is a statistical outlier and should not have been counted

#the number isn’t 100% accurate I went with the letters of the alphabet for the Kangaroos because that’s the order he was naming them in #+ Winston the Gorrila Loki the Croc and Dandi and Mabel the dogs #so when adding all the pets I went with the Kangacrew Owen’s Chicken Dipper Michaela’s dog and Water’s dog #scott smajor #pirates smp #scurvyblr #anyways I did math for this post please praise me

[anistarrose]

went so far down the wikipedia rabbit hole that I found a paper that I think can only be read in the voice of Jonathan Frakes Asking You Things

[ID: a screenshot reading:

"... precise features or to have specific relationships with other models. Would you like to live in a universe where CH holds, but (diamond symbol) fails? Or where (2 to the aleph sub n = aleph sub n plus 2) for every natural number n? Would you like to have rigid Suslin trees? Would you like every Aronszajn tree to be special? Do you want a weakly compact cardinal kappa for which (diamond sub kappa) REG fails? Set theorists build models to order."

End ID.]

#math #in... a way #idk if/how screenreaders read hebrew and greek letters - let alone the diamond symbol - so the ID is me doing my best lmao

[jtl-fics]

hello can you pls give more of your math need au for wip wednesday (I love the well adjusted neil dealing with the feral foxes sm ahhh)

Andrew had no warning on what he was about to walk into when he entered his dorm after classes. So he can admit that he may have taken a few moments to let the sight in front of him buffer into existence.

Kevin Day was drunk, not unusual.

Kevin Day was drunk and crying, still not weird.

Kevin Day was drunk, crying and had a piece of butter slathered bread in his mouth as the new Freshman patted him on the back. The scene has fully buffered into Andrew’s vision.

Neil Josten looks over at him, “He, uh, apparently really likes my soda bread?” He offers to Andrew’s stony silence.

“Like Mom’s” Kevin manages around a sob and the bread.

#math nerd au #its Kayleighs recipe that future kevin and Neil found together in other letters kayleigh left #so yeah definitely should taste like hers #wip wednesday ask meme #ask #aftg #aftg au #andreil

[earolinc]

how do i adequately express my love for math for an admissions essay. "talk about a stem subject that excites you" how do i put that this is my art and the most beautiful thing in the world and fills me with such a sense of enchantment that i feel as though my breath has been taken away into less than 750 words and make it cohesive

#mathematics #math #mathematiques #mathblr #i need to get into this school what the heck #bro #this needs to be the best essay ever and has to be not too poetic or whatever but also express that it isn't really an essay as much as a #ran out of characters- love letter #AAAAAAAA #i have so much to say and cant figure out how to say it

[dnickels]

Oooooo these nasty insurrectionists tied me up sooooo tight...if only a big handsome and horribly wicked disgraced mayor was here to see when I'm all degraded-- WAIT FOR REAL?

#les mis letters #feels superfluous to even joke about it #but Javert limiting himself to a simple Oh Word? really does make it #its very Dreaming About Flunking a Math Test In Your Underwear #God once again pantses his strongest soldier in front of his fourth grade bullies

[rubystims]

🕯️ / 🔢 / ✉️ 📖 / 🖥️ / 📖 ✉️ / 🔢 / 🕯️

gifset with the same vibes as this one but with numbers/equations and old tech for anon ! (no food/drink)

#stim #stimmy #satisfying #gifset #gif #book stim #books #math #vintage #tech stim #tech #calculator #computer #letters #paper #candles #fire #calligraphy #cottagecore #hands #brown #orange #white #black

[demonsandbullets]

Ok more touching grass. I’m blocking people because I don’t intend to belabour this point with newbie activists but this is for the rest of you, for future reference.

We are all typing on phones and computers that are directly complicit in the genocide in the Congo. On an internet funded and infiltrated by US and Israeli spyware. Your lack of “silence” on either matter doesn’t erase your complicity.

When you mature your politic, you will come to realise that the true wickedness of this system is we are all put in ethical gridlocks and stalemates, which make doing the 100% pure thing, dangerous.

If you can get on here and not get fired for saying Free Palestine, especially anonymously, or under the cover of a lack of major influence, understand that is a privilege EARNED for you by generations of activists, who learned how to manage the risk of taking on this system by using nuance.

You think a man that marched against the Iraq War is complicit in this genocide because he is, IN YOUR DEFINITION, “silent” on it?

This is what I mean about a) controlling other people’s behaviour, and b) creating a false dichotomy of action that is antithetical to how the very system works. “Silence” was never meant to be a colloquial term when used with “complicity” - it is a systemic term. The silence of those with institutional power is complicity. Not miss ma’am at the coffee shop.

And THIS IS WHERE I REMIND YOU ONCE AGAIN - “celebrities” are Gig workers in an industry primarily funded and run by religious conservatives. Just because the industry says they’re liberals, doesn’t mean they are.

Movements work on consistency, and there are many ways to act. Demanding one way of action, and not providing any institutional power to back that demand other than “your disappointment” is reckless. This is not the stuff of movements that last. How are you planning to potentially support performers who’ve spoken on behalf of Palestinians, when all this is over and you’re back to drinking Starbucks? Will you care? Will you, once again, use your “lack of silence” (only one part of activism) to proclaim that you want to support them, or will you have tangible means to do so? I fucking doubt it. We don’t, even collectively, currently rival the support structure of the entertainment industry, that is run by religious conservatives - anyone that speaks out, is calculating their risk against their action.

Allow people to do their own fucking math, and if they haven’t been openly and brazenly fucking Zionist on main, give them the fucking benefit of the doubt. That’s what the adults/seasoned activists are doing. We have to see through the liberation of everyone, and that doesn’t happen by burning through everyone’s support systems at once.

This ain’t dick riding. This is me telling you to stop centering your “disappointment” on the internet, and keeping score about things that only move the needle by increments. This man, and his words, and your “disappointment” in him, in this moment, DOES NOT MATTER TO THE CAUSE. AT ALL. Get on the fucking phone and out on the streets like the rest of us. There are lives at stake and his part of his math, so he still has a voice to use in the long term, does not affect you at all if you’re truly here for the systemic change.

Tldr; His voice would be nice, but not at the cost of having his voice in the future. You dig?

#Pedro pascal #motherfucker. #Sarah Paulson broke my fucking heart. Beyond belief I was furious. #But he has other friends. Most of which signed the ceasefire letter #You know while YOURE at it #why don’t YOU do some math #Perhaps starting with thinking about how that HBO deal might be structured #And who at HBO and across the industry at large stands to benefit from adapting a video game that’s fucking based on the Israeli Project #Let.people.do.their.math #We’re aiming for long term change here. #You don’t think they want the first Latino man to be nominated for an Emmy in a decade the fuck outta here? #You must be new and I’ll do my best to hold space for you

[pilferingapples]

favorite thing about the Les Mis Letters server this year has been the growing certainty that the TRUE villain of Les Mis is Geometry

#don't get me wrong #any kind of math is on Thin Fucking Ice #but when Hugo says ' there are PARALLELOGRAMS' #or Heaven Forfend #RIGHT ANGLES #well hoo hoo boy hold onto you crackers and cheese #les mis letters