#pythagoras 3

[flimflamfranky]

vega and the punks

[somethingundermyskin]

The number 3 holds the meaning of harmony, wisdom and understanding but also represents the holy trinity in many cultures, where it’s also considered to be a positive and lucky number.

333 is an encouragement to act towards your divine goal. It’s the time of making that decision and taking the opportunity. It’s a sign of spiritual growth and to trust in the universe and yourself. It’s time to feel into your optimism, creativity and intuition.

[livvyofthelake]

my friend gay pythagoras. my incredibly good friend gay pythagoras... my BESTIE gay pythagoras

[thequestionsofmychild]

What happens when the year turns to 3?

We were on holiday in London (more on that later) and sat in The Natural History Museum having dinner. Things had been fairly tense all morning and sat in a restaurant is always tense due to the noise and food and smells. So when my son asked… “What happens when the year turns to 3?” I felt good. This was a good question to get his mind distracted from everything else. It took me a while to…

[starswallowingsea]

you are the cool mutual in the i am slightly intimidated way. and i love your blog themes!

Send me your honest opinion of me on anon

💙💙💙💙 I'm really happy people love my themes because I have so much fun figuring them out. It's either that or change my url every 6 months and I think we all prefer the constant icon change over that amspdfoi

[anna-does-a-fandom-thing]

nothing serious.

professor! anakin skywalker.

a/n: hiii! so, @fuckmyskywalker came up with the idea for this concept, and I've decided to write my own fic on it! LOVEE me some starwars boy. But put him in a SUIT?? drool worthyyy.

tw!: smut. lots of smut. ahem. p in v sex, sort of breeding kink? it's small but it's there. use of the name pet!! unprotected sex! do not attempt! dumification kink? also miniscule but there. big big sir kink. Anakin loves asserting the fact that he's the top here.

Disclaimer: 18+ only please! I'm not responsible for the media you consume as an adolescent!

description: Attending the most sought after university definitely was the best decision you'd made regarding your college career, but one perverted professor almost makes you want drop out entirely. Anakin Skywalker, was in no short terms, egotistical and a hard-ass. At least that's what you knew, so why is he asking to see you after class?

Ah, Corscuscant University. One of the most popular STEM universities in the country. The same STEM university you attended. Being a biology major, it was a no brainer for you come here. When you arrived as a freshman Corscuscant felt like your dream school, but like every dream, reality had set in. Your painful reality was Anakin Skywalker; your math professor. Professor Skywalker was one of, if not the most attractive man you had ever seen. He knew he was good looking, too. Almost every person in school had a crush on him, one of those people being you. That's not to say you didn't find him annoying as hell, but you could appreciate a good complexion when you saw one. Despite his good looks, it didn't change the fact that Anakin Skywalker was an egotistical hard ass, whose courses were next to impossible.

It was easy to ignore his big mouth and jabs at any poor soul unfortunate enough to get a question wrong in the beginning, focusing on your studies and logarithmic equations. However, as the class began to get more difficult, your counselor started suggesting attending his after school lessons. Something you couldn't be bribed to attend. But alas, hell hath no fury like a college counselor.

The good thing about Anakin's tutoring is that it's only on Fridays. The bad thing, is that it's a ghost town most days. if he's lucky, Anakin might get 2 or 3 students. So by the second semester, it became just you and him.

Anakin Skywalker was now aware of your existence. He was aware you sucked at math, and he was probably aware of your attraction to college professors who made even Pythagoras hate math. So now here the two of you were.

Just earlier that morning, you'd been notified that the tutoring had been canceled, so your plans for the evening were to go home and sleep. But, before you can walk out of the classroom, Professor Skywalker calls your name. Leaning against his chair, he looks at you piercingly. "Come to my office as soon as possible. We need to discuss your grade in my class."

"Yes professor. " You stuttered, sending a questioning glance to your friend. You walked towards Anakin's office, knowing he'd already be in the room. You hesitated to enter, dreading whatever miserable information he had to bestow upon you, in private. You noticed while peering into the room that he's got a paper in his hand. 'please don't be mine,' you pray.

Once you entered, you moved to stand in front of his desk. "Are you free to stay awhile? I have some questions about your last exam." He says, seeming relaxed. You DID have plans, no, you were not free. Ugh. You guess you can't deny your teacher, so you nod politely. "Great to hear." He says, motioning for you to walk around the desk.

Anakin rolls out his seat, and moves to stand. Now standing in his personal bubble, per his suggestion, you fidget with your hands. "So, what about my exam? Did I fail it, sir?" You start to get worried. "No, no, nothing like that. You actually made top of the class once I graded it." Anakin praised. "I'd actually like to offer you some extra credit."

Anakin motioned for you to take a seat on top of his desk. "What kind of credit?" You asked, now level eye level with his chin. "Just some extra course work and a few more sessions in the week." Anakin shrugged, almost distracted. You hesitated, "I suppose I can, uhm, do that." Anakin smiled at your stutter. He placed his hand under your chin and lifted it to meet his eyes. "You're certainly obedient. I like that." You felt your brain screech to a halt. "Excuse me, what?"

Is Professor Skywalker hitting on you? This has to be a dream. You look up at him, and lo and behold, he's staring right back. He looks hungry, like you're a delicious piece of meat. "You behave when and how i tell you to. Has anyone ever told you that's attractive?" Anakin clarifies, placing both of his hands on desk, trapping you under him. You bristle at his statement. "Sir! that's inappropriate!" Anakin just laughs, and leans in. He says, quietly, "That's alright, pet. It's only inappropriate if someone finds out. I don't intend on telling a soul."

You feel your nose subconsciously scrunch up in confusion. "Pet?" Where did that come from? "You're my little teacher's pet, aren't you? It'll be our little secret." Anakin places one hand on your thigh, the other further along the desk to prop himself up. You can feel his hand wander to your hip, and you're not sure you want to stop him. You didn't know someone's hands could feel that good, with his feather like movements. You're about to let him continue, until you remind yourself that you didn't lock his door. Anyone could walk in.

"Wait, not here. Someone will see." You try to push Anakin away, but he grabs your wrist to restrain you, gently. "Yes here. I can't stop myself." Anakin ducks his head below your chin, and places butterfly kisses along your throat. You hold it in, but you want to moan at his touch. Anakin pulls away, "I'm going to give you your first extra credit assignment. Answer these 3 questions."

You try to focus on his words and not the pooling heat between your legs. "Yes sir." You're pretty sure Anakin noticed you squeezing your thighs together like no tomorrow, and he's just saying these things to rile you up. He quietly moans at your obedience. "Good girl, keeping doing that." You look at him, "What, calling you sir?"

Anakin nods, giving your hip a squeeze. "Yeah, baby. It means you know who's in charge here."

Clearing his throat, Anakin begins. "Now, question one. are you aware of how tempting your body has been to me?" You can feel your cheeks lighting on fire. He's certainly been bold. "N-no sir."

"That's okay, beauty, I'll show you. Question two: will you let me kiss you?"

Oh fuck. You knew that was coming. Oh well, you only live once. "Yes sir." As soon as the words left your lips, Anakin had cupped your cheek, pulling you into a passionate kiss. Anakin was a good kisser. You'd figured that was probably true a while ago, but now? To feel him? It was overwhelming. He pushed against your mouth, using one hand to lift your leg against his hip. Using the new angle, Anakin deepened the kiss causing you both to moan against each other.

You can feel Anakin get more and more aggressive in the kiss, to the point he's pushing the desk a little. You pull away from him for a moment, causing him to chase your lips. "Anakin.." You start, but he cuts you off with a growl. "Who, pet?" You should've expected that one. "You, sir. You're pushing the desk apart." You correct yourself quietly, murmuring your concerns into his ear. Anakin frowns in thought before donning a sultry grin. "I've got a better place for us to continue, dear pet." Before you can question him, Anakin wraps your legs around his waist and takes your mouth in a kiss. He lifts you from the desk before walking towards the couch in the corner of his office.

You yelp as Anakin gently throws you onto it, and you're once again locking lips.

"Mm, sir.." You moaned into his mouth, feeling him crawl on top of you. Anakin smiles, looking down at such a pretty sight. "Such a good girl, pet. You gonna spread f'me?" Anakin tapped your thighs, and you pulled them apart at his request. Anakin settled himself between your legs. "For the last question, pet," Anakin pulls up your skirt and hooks his fingers into the hem of your underwear. "How badly do you want me to fuck you?" Feeling your heart speed up, you replied shaking, "So badly, sir. Please."

"Good girl. you've earned yourself an A+." He rasps, sitting up and undoing his belt. Craning your head, you watch as Anakin unzips his trousers. You almost gasp when he pulls out his dick. You're not even sure you can take him, with how large he is. "It's alright, pet, no need to look scared." Anakin cooed, kissing your jaw. He lifted up your skirt, and pulled on the hem of your underwear. Discarding them, you were now bare for his eyes to see. "We'll go slow, baby." Anakin reassured you, lining himself up with your entrance. Gently as Anakin could be, he pushed into you. Whimpering, you felt tears well up in your eyes. It was both painful and overwhelming, and you instinctually pushed at his chest. "Relax, little pet, relax." Anakin grunted, already being squeezed like a balloon waiting to be popped. Anakin finally bottomed out, after what felt like forever. It felt so good. "Tell me when, darling." Anakin refused to move until you gave him a sign. Taking several deep breaths, you nodded. "No, pet. give me words. Use them, baby."

"Please, sir."

"Please what, my girl?"

You knew Anakin was getting impatient, but you were so overwhelmed with pleasure it was hard to form words. You him growl in your ear. Feeling his hand touch your soft flesh, Anakin gripped your waist and moved without warning, "I'm not going to wait anymore, little pet." You couldn't help but let out a guttural moan. Holy shit. He was so big, and you've never felt so filled in your life. "Sir..!" You cried, pulling him down and kissing him. Anakin begins to kiss you passionately, pressing you into the sofa. His mouth meets yours in a loving and desperate kiss as he starts to move faster, causing your loud whining to be muffled. If you weren't blissed out, you'd die of embarrassment at the lewd noises the two of you created. Anakin, on the other hand, loved it. Feeling him speed up, you pulled away from his mouth and almost screamed. You knew you were close, and you told him so. "Sir, please! Close, close, please.. mm," You were practically crying from how good he felt. "I know pet, I know." Anakin replied, grunting when he felt you squeeze him harder. "God, keep squeezing and I'm gonna burst, baby, fuck."

Hooking his hands under your thighs, Anakin lifted them onto his shoulders, pressing you in half. The new angle made your insides burst with pleasure, making you scream. "C'mon pet, you can do it." Anakin encouraged, hitting all the right spots harder. "Cum for me baby, cum all over my dick, yeah?" His words sent shivers through your spine, and your eyes rolled. It was too much. The coil in your tummy snapped, and you finished with a moan.

However, Anakin didn't stop. Despite your release, Anakin moved even faster. "No, no, sir! I can't!" You cried, already overstimulated to high heaven. "Don't be selfish pet, i know you can do it," Tightening his grip on your thighs, Anakin grunted over, and over, and over with every thrust. "Don't want my cum, baby? huh? Don't want your teacher to fill you up till you're full?"

Too fucked out to use your brain to respond, you squeezed around him again. It was too much for you, and now, the last straw for him. Letting out an animalistic growl, Anakin buried himself as far in you as he could, bottoming out fully. Your tummy felt so warm, being painted with his load for what felt like forever to you.

He collapses on top of you, panting softly. "Such a good girl f'me, baby. M'so proud of you." He coos at you, still out of breath from the intensity of the moment. After a few seconds, Anakin lifts his head and chuckles. "Poor thing, too dumb to respond to me?" He gives your thigh a gentle squeeze. You whine at his teasing, pouting at him. He leans to your ear and whispers, "Don't be shy, baby. You did so good f'me."

[kaizokuou-ni-naru]

all of the vegapunks speak quite distinctly, and from what i’ve seen, they all use different personal pronouns with different levels of formality! going in order from what we’ve seen so far:

1: shaka speaks quite formally (for a man, which i’m loosely assuming he is)- he uses watashi as his personal pronoun, which places him in a neutral/formal spot, and uses kimi to address the strawhats (which is somewhat diminuitive/maybe a little condescending) but omae to address dragon (conclusion: ???).

2: lilith speaks like a stereotypical old man- she uses washi as her personal pronoun and the masculine omae as her ‘you’ pronoun, and tends to use ja as her sentence-ending copula instead of da.

3: edison speaks kansai-ben (though i don’t know enough to say if it’s a specific subdialect)- he self-references with wai, which is a dialectal variant of the washi pronoun that lilith uses, and ends his sentences with ya in place of the regular da.

4: pythagoras is, from what we’ve seen so far, the most polite of the satellites- he’s the only one to consistently use polite verb forms.

5: atlas speaks probably the most aggressively, which suits her general demeanor but is very incongruous with her actual appearance- she uses the masculine ore for her first-person pronoun and omae for ‘you.’

6: haven’t really seen york speak yet besides, like, noises.

[cleapallea]

Indicators of Math Genius or having math talents in Natal chart

p.t 1 masterlist +info about me

This is based on my own personal readings; if it doesn't align with your experiences, you are free to scroll or take this as grain of salt.

3rd house Lilith asteroids or Lucifer

Athene/Athena (881) asteroid in Gemini/3rd house/5th house/8th house/2nd house and 9th house/11 house

Apollo in 1st house/3rd/6th/9th/11th house

Pallas in third house or 1st house/conjunct with personal planets/3rd/6th/9th/11 the house

Pythagoras (6143) in or conjunct to 1st house/personal planets/3rd house/6th house/ 9th house/11h

Pytho (9431) in big three/first house/personal planet/ 3rd house/ 6th house/11h

Kleopatra/Cleopatra (216) in third house/6th/9th house/Asc/big three with transits or placing in

Sagittarius Ruler

Mercury in Scorpio/ Mercury conjunct to 8th house/ Mercury in Scorpio degree/ 3rd house in Scorpio signs/Scorpio in their big three

8th placements

9h placements

with Taurus influence in their natal chart

Cancer Asc or in big 3

Capricorn in big 3

Virgo in big 3

Gemini in big 3

Scorpio in big 3

That's all for now! 🌸

—𝗣𝗹𝗮𝗴𝗶𝗮𝗿𝗶𝘀𝗺 𝗶𝘀 𝗔 𝗖𝗿𝗶𝗺𝗲—

all rights reserved to @cleapallea

[pinkishcats]

another silly animation for my boys!~ someone asked for an animation for the pythagoras trio so here you go <3 I never drew these three before, thank you for giving me a reason to do so

if anyone has idolish7 animation suggestions don't hesitate to tell me!

[schneiderenjoyer]

The fun part about this event is people who aren't into digging into bizarre and fun historical topics finding out about two of my favorite philosophical things and that's:

A. The Cave Allegory

and

B. Pythagoras' wild ass cult about numbers. Y'all, this man got major beef with the number 3 like there's no tomorrow. Also beans.

[livvyofthelake]

i can’t believe i finished atlantis season one this week that’s so crazy. it took me so long to watch that show tee assumed i was giving up on it like three separate times. and i’m still only halfway through

[thedoctorisgroovy]

Schooled - Chapter 3

Chapter 1 Chapter 2

» Pairing: Spencer Reid x BAU!Reader

» Word count: 1640

» Warnings/Tags: bad relationship with family, unsupportive family, feelings of failure, Spencer being cute and protective.

» A/N: Final chapter of backstory I promise! Thank you for the support on the first two chapters, now that I have an outline I think this will be around 8-10 chapters to complete. I really enjoyed writing the team this way, they really are a family and it's adorable.

Taglist: @esposadomd, @gghostwriter

Until you sat down on the jet, you didn’t realise that your brain hadn’t stopped from the moment you left the briefing room. Settling into a seat next to Spencer and opposite Emily, you let out a big sigh and leaned your head on Spencers’ shoulder. He shuffled in his seat next to you to put his arm around you and pull you closer for maximum comfort. From across the aisle Emily gave you a gentle smile. You half expected Spencer to press you for “that chat” now that you were sat down but he also respected your feelings and knew you’d explain when you were ready to.

The air in the jet was different this time. You’d travelled on this plane hundreds of times and everyone was usually just in focus mode. Heads buried in case files, studying every aspect before landing to make sure you were all fully prepared. This time however, the rest of team were laughing and joking. Reminiscing on their own personal high school memories, eliciting groans when certain hairstyle choices were brought up or dating horror stories or the fact that Prentiss used to be a goth. You closed you eyes and listened absent-mindedly to the banter happening a few feet away from you. It felt strange to be relaxed at a time like this. You were heading to a disappearance/kidnap/potential homicide and yet it was like you were all heading on vacation. You wondered if this new energy was a slight farce planned by everyone to keep your anxiety at bay, but currently you didn’t care. It was nice to hear laughter for once in this line of work. You would've bet that with your eyes closed, you could tell that even Hotch was smiling.

“So Hotch, how come Reid got picked to be the teacher?” Morgan asked, a slight pang of jealousy in his tone.

“Because he’s a genius.” JJ retorted. You felt Spencer tense at the moniker. You didn’t have to open your eyes to know he was rolling his right now. He’d once confided in you that being called a genius made him uncomfortable. When he first joined the BAU, he revelled in it. He loved being the youngest, the smartest and being trusted to do the job he does based on his intellect. He felt it gave him a sense of importance and authority. Agent Gideon, his previous boss used to introduce him as “Doctor” on purpose to make sure others respected him despite his age. But after 5 years, he didn’t want the identifier anymore. After the things he’d seen, the things he’d been through and the cases he’d solved for the bureau, he felt he’d earned his place based on merit and hard work. He wasn’t desperate to fit in and be respected any more, he just did and was. You decided to open your eyes and watch how this was going to play out.

“And? You don’t need to be a genius to teach high school.” Morgan rebuffed defensively.

“Okay tough guy, explain Pythagoras to me right now then.” Prentiss scoffed at him. Morgan adjusted himself in his seat, sitting up slightly, taking the situation very seriously. He looked around nervously at all the eyes on his, awaiting his explanation.

“Yeah alright, it’s that E=Mc squared thing right?” Morgan mumbled slight, his bravado trying to compensate for what he didn’t know. The jet was full of people trying to stifle their laughs, not wanting to be to mean to Morgan, he had tried after all. JJ hit his shoulder playfully, the mistake and embarrassment dawning on his face before clearing his throat to try and save face.

“Okay so maybe I don’t know Math, but I’d still take any of you in an arm wrestle.” - Morgan booed, holding his hands up in mock surrender. Spencer had bolted upright in his seat, bouncing his knee waiting his for turn to speak. Any chance to explain something made him so excited. You looked up at him and saw the sparkle in his eyes that you absolutely adored.

“Pythagoras is the theory that when dealing with a right angled triangle, the area of the square whose side is the hypotenuse is equal to the sum of the areas of the squares on the other two sides. "A squared + B squared = C squared" is the equation you were trying to think of. We shouldn’t really call it a theory anymore in my opinion because it’s been proved many times. An interesting fact about Euclidean geometry is that it uses a Cartesian coordinate system…” God you loved this man.

“Okay kid, we get it, you’re the right one for the job.” You scowled slightly at Morgan for cutting Spencer off, you loved his facts and trivia, it was one of the few times you knew he was relaxed and right now that’s all you wanted for him. Spencer sat back in his chair, and you repositioned yourself on his shoulder giving his arm a small squeeze to show you cared about what he was saying.

“Reid is the most experienced, he’s taught at the university before and knows a lot of information about a lot of subjects, simple as that.” - Hotch asserted.

“Can’t believe you’re jealous that they both have to go back to highschool” Emily teased. Morgan just blew her off with a wave of his hand, clearly done with the conversation. You tapped Spencer’s arm lightly and he hummed in response. You turned your body into his slightly and looked at up his kind eyes. Emily realised this was about to be a private conversation by the way you’d made your own little bubble and tried to look anywhere but at you two, much to your gratitude. You knew you’d still likely be heard - it was a small jet after all - but you still appreciated the gesture. Taking a big breath, you locked your fingers with Spencers’ and thought carefully about your words.

“I’m sorry I worried you back at Quantico, I was just in shock about my home being in danger. I realised it’s more than that though.” Your eyes dropped from his face, looking down into your lap, watching the way your fingers fidgeted nervously with his, an anxious habit you’d picked up a while ago.

“Spencer I feel like a failure.” You said in the smallest voice possible, admitting it felt like the most vulnerable secret in the world.

“My family and I, we don’t exactly have the best relationship. In my town, people don’t really do much after highschool. When I told my parents that I wanted to leave and join the FBI they acted like I was crazy, they thought that I thought that I was better than everyone else. They think I’m pretentious, all high and mighty. They’ve never once told me they’re proud of what I do, and even though I’m coming back now to try and save lives, it feels like it doesn’t matter.” Tears start welling your eyes, you don’t want to cry - not here, not now - but the dam is close to breaking. Spencer lifts one of his hand to your chin, tilting your head back up to meet his eyes. Those eyes. So full of kindness, compassion and understanding. He presses a small kiss to your forehead before speaking,

“Listen to me, you are not a failure. I know they’re your family but they’re idiots. I’m sorry but they are. Actually, I’m not sorry, because anyone who can’t see how smart and incredible you are deserves to be insulted. You’re not returning because you did anything wrong, or because you couldn’t cope. You’re returning with the best criminal analyst team within the FBI, that’s so small and exclusive you have to be brilliant to work for. You don’t need to prove anything to anyone and if your parents say anything when we meet them, I have no problem defending you.” And with that, he pulled you into him, his long limbs enveloping every part of your body. You laugh/cried softly against his chest. You knew he meant that last part - you’d seen him be sassy and assertive with cops and other FBI members, he certainly wasn’t going to be afraid of your parents. It was Hotch who broke the moment between you two.

“I’m sorry to eavesdrop, but I’m afraid you won’t be able to see your family. We can’t risk anyone recognising you or giving away your identity. We know there’s already risk of that since it’s only been a few years since you’ve been around but seeing your family would give away the connection straight away. As soon as we land, you and Reid will be going separate ways.” You felt Reid’s grip tighten on you, pre-emptively holding onto you.

“Agents’ Prentiss, Morgan, JJ and myself will be heading straight to the station to meet with the local PD. If this unsub sees us arriving it might cause him to get nervous and slip up, meaning we can catch him sooner. We’ll be able to stay in contact with you both through calls and emails but we can’t be seen physically together, I’m sorry. Garcia will send you your accommodation details when we land.” And with that, the jet become reminiscent of how it always is before a case, quiet and contemplative.

Hearing that you’d be able to stay in touch provided minimal comfort to the pounding heart in your chest. The remaining time on the flight was spent nestled into Spencers’ side, trying to calm your thoughts. You were used to going into the field alone sometimes but never like this. “At least you’d see him at school everyday” you thought chuckling internally.

All that was left to do was to await the call from Penelope at touchdown.

Chapter 4

[tokidokitokyo]

My Favourite Japanese Children's Shows

My son is 3 and I have watched a lot of Japanese children's shows with him (screen time is family time!). Here are some of my faves and why. These shows are all from NHK E-TV. Would I recommend to use these for personal study? I am using them to help teach my son Japanese, and for this it works doubly well as I learn how children's society operates in Japan and how Japanese people learn Japanese as well as social etiquette. If you don't have a child, you might get bored easily from these as they are not designed with an adult audience in mind, and you can find much better resources online. You also need a subscription to NHK somehow to watch them, which could be difficult or costly to obtain overseas. However, I like the stories and the characters, as well as the little things I learn from watching them. If you are thinking of teaching your child Japanese this might be a useful resource.

いないいないばあっ！ Inai inai baa! (Peek-a-boo!) This show is designed for very young children and features the beloved dog Wan Wan, played by the same actor since it first started airing in 1996. Wan Wan is accompanied by a young girl, played by various actresses in a succession over the year, and other fun characters. There is singing and make-believe and crafts, as well as short segments featuring nature (animals, plants) or short animations. It's very slow as it is made for infants and toddlers, but that makes it very cute. A group of specially selected young toddlers appears for the dances and songs. Why I Like It: The animation is fun and visually appealing, the activities are play based and you can do them at home, and you learn some new vocabulary. Age: Infants to young Toddlers Clip: DVD Advertisement

おかあさんといっしょ Okaasan to issho (With Mother) This show is designed to be watched with mom (it comes on in the mornings and evenings on NHK E-TV). There are a male and female singing talent, and a male and female athletic talent, who participate in singing and acting clips. There are also a group of costumed characters that have a short story that is continued each week. It has a variety of songs, short skits, a collection of human and costumed actors, and a predictable flow that changes slightly based on the day of the week (e.g. teeth brushing days, story days, etc.). It also shows real kids doing real activities, which kids like to watch. Why I Like It: The songs are easy and catchy, the stories are easy to follow and the words are spoken clearly and precisely. Age: Infants to Toddlers/Preschoolers Clip: DVD Advertisement

アンパンマン Anpanman (Anpanman) This cartoon is a long running cartoon for children (since 1988!) with an incredible line of every toy imaginable to supplement your love for the red-bean bun man (anpan = red bean bun pastry). The story lines are simple and predictable, there are a variety of "fairy" characters that are composed of different Japanese food items, plants, utensils, and animals; and in the end the villains are just really hungry. Anpanman works to help people who are in trouble or hungry (sometimes even the villains), or being bullied by the hungry villains and the story always ends well. Why I Like It: The plot is easy to follow and you can learn about Japanese food and drink specialties via the endless supply of characters, and the songs are catchy. Age: Infants to Toddlers/Preschoolers Clip: Ending TV Theme Song

ピタゴラスイッチ Pitagora Suicchi (Pythagora Switch) Pythagora Switch is a 15-minute long show involving devices (Pythagora Switch) that are equivalent to the American Rube Goldberg machine and the British Heath Robinson contraption - basically, a sequence of events made from household objects that end with (usually) the words ピタゴラスイッチ being revealed. The idea is to encourage children to augment their way of thinking and to solve or understand what the machine will do before they see the movements happen. There are also other segments in which mechanisms are explained and shown visually. And usually there is rock-paper-scissors via a Pythagora Switch where you work out what the device will throw and try to beat it! The language in this show is more complicated because it is geared to a wider, older audience. Why I Like It: It helps me to think and enthralls my son with the moving parts. It's puzzle solving and sparks interest in the way the world works. Age: Toddlers to Elementary School Students Clip: 4 3 2 1 2 1 そうち

[janmisali]

Number Tournament: THREE vs THE SQUARE ROOT OF TWO

[link to all polls]

3 (three)

seed: 2 (72 nominations)

previous opponent: Rayo's number

class: prime number

definition: the only threeven prime

the square root of two

seed: 34 (15 nominations)

previous opponent: twenty-one

class: irrational number

definition: the number that proved Pythagoras wrong

[talonabraxas]

“Alchemical Wedding” by Emily Balivet The Chymical Wedding of Christian Rosenkreutz:

Introductory paragraph

The story follows the Passover and the seven days of unleavened bread exactly. The slaughtering and roasting of the Paschal lamb begins in the evening (near Easter), as does The Chymical Wedding. The Chymical Wedding begins in the evening with CRC sitting at a table with both the Paschal Lamb and the unleavened bread. This would seem to indicate that CRC was Jewish. However, the words "Father of Lights" are curiously in the first paragraph. This phrase, "Father of Lights" appears only once in the King James Bible and it is in the book of James (Jas 1:17). Below is the opening paragraph of The Chymical Wedding;

The nine Lords

The nine Lords are nine books of the New Testament, I Peter, II Peter, James, Jude, I John, II John, III John, the Gospel of John, and the Revelation. CRC believed that the Gospel of John is the only gospel that is historically plausible, and that it is the unleavened bread and its relationship to the Passover that truly divides John's gospel from the synoptic Gospels. The nine lords were bound together with the rest that were at the table (27 total) and CRC cried.

The four paths

In the second chapter CRC sits down to rest under three tall cedars. There is a tablet fastened to one of them which tells of four paths. An important point is that it's the Bridegroom (Bible) that is offering these paths. It reads as follows: The first path leads to rocky places and this is reminiscent of Peter, "the rock" as he's portrayed in the synoptic gospels. The second path in the text is the path taught in John's gospel, as CRC is told not to turn to the left or right on this path and John's is the only account not to mention two men crucified to the right and to the left of Jesus while on the cross as thieves (John 20:18). The third path would be the general letters of Peter, James, Jude, and John. In the letter of James we find reference to the royal way or royal law (Jas 2:8). In the second letter of Peter we find the only reference to one in a thousand (II Pet 3:8). The fourth path is the letters of Paul. This is where one finds the teaching of the dead raised incorruptible (I Cor 15:52), and the only place that the word "consuming" appears in the New Testament (Heb 12:29).

The story then continues, Whereupon I presently drew out my bread and cut a slice of it. It shouldn't go unnoticed that, after reading this tablet, CRC cuts the bread. Symbol XXIV of the symbols of Pythagoras indicates "Never break the bread". Bread is broken in the gospels of Mark, Luke, and Matthew; however bread is never broken in John's gospel. Bread is also broken in the letters of Paul and the Book of Acts; however bread is never broken in the general letters of Peter, James, Jude and John.

As the story proceeds it's evident that CRC took the second path with the following words, yet I still proceeded with my compass, and would not budge one step from the Meridian Line. Meaning that CRC didn't turn to the left or right. It's also noteworthy that CRC says, "I patiently took up my cross, got up onto my feet". Only in John's gospel did Jesus bear the cross. It was Simon of Cyrene who bore the cross for Jesus in Mark, Luke and Matthew's gospels. But at the same time in Mark's gospel Jesus offered a man "take up the cross, and follow me"(Mark 10:21).

[studentinpursuitofclouds]

hi, hello! absolutely love your work, and wanted to request a scenario for sve i’ve been thinking about for a bit now. It’s sort of complicated and long, so i understand if not, but thank you for reading in the first place! :3 ♡

how would the sve adventurers with marlon, and mages with camilla, jadu, & magnus react to a farmer who is an actively wanted fugitive in the gotoro empire, and also wanted by the ferngill republic for crimes committed against figures in both governments? and when revealed why exactly they did these things, it’s because they were killing them due to said figures being corrupt and harming the people? perhaps even going as far as to get rid of any wizards or witches in the ferngill republic ministry of magic who do it solely for the fame or adventures in various guilds in the order of the knights of pythagoras who are in it for the money and not to protect people? how would they react to this farmer, who’s been right under their watch the whole time, actually turn out to be someone they’ve been trying to capture for years, and completely evading them? i’d imagine even more angst if they had already formed complex relationships and friendships with everyone, only to be a wanted criminal, despite their inherently good intentions.

Headcanon when people who had good motives to protect the world killed other people who were corrupted and bad by their standards?*looking in the direction of the Cult of The Lady With The Red Tail from RSV mod* Yeah, I've heard something about that...

I recommend that you, dear anon, familiarise yourself with the Ridgeside Village mod, because there are at least two marriage candidates out there who live in the same scenario. But anyway, thank you very much for your kind words 🥺 Enjoy some headcanons and have a great day! 💕

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Isaac knew there was something fishy about Farmer! His own gut was screaming that something was wrong with them, and, oh look, he was absolutely right. The very same promising young adventurer, whom almost everyone praised to the skies (and even Isaac himself almost fell into this trap, accepting the offer of friendship), turned out to be a rotten through and through criminal. Killing corrupt people? That's just fucking wonderful, how honorable they are! Isaac wonders who gave Farmer the right to decide the fate of people? Who gave them the right to be judge and executioner? Corrupt adventurers and mages are scumbags who deserve to be punished. But Farmer is no better than them. So Isaac will drag them to the justice, and use force if he has to.

Magnus now doesn't know what's worse: the fact that Farmer he trusted turned out to be a criminal wanted by the Ministry of Magic, or the fact that almost half of his friends and colleagues (some already killed) turned out to be criminals too. And criminals not of the level of "stole 10000g" from the budget, but responsible for some disasters caused by magic that contributed to hundreds of innocent lives. Does he believe Farmer? Of course he believes him, since the wizard managed to put the seal of truth on them. Which, however, doesn't mean Magnus agrees with their path of vigilant. And so when they both decide to deal with the remaining corrupt adventurers, Farmer will also have to recognize their responsibility for killing others. And no, they can't refuse. Because Magnus has managed to put another seal on them...

Camilla only smirked after Farmer's admission. "I know all that, dear. Otherwise you'd have been rotting behind bars in a dungeon long ago." Instead of trying to explain to the main witch of the Galdora Continent about how Farmer had managed to become a wanted man in the Gotoro Empire/Ferngill Republic, they have to listen to details from Camilla that even they didn't know. Turns out she's been covering them. All the time. Why? Because she is well aware of all the secrets of some of her "colleagues" who never got a deserved punishment. Farmer was the first to confront them openly, even at the cost of their reputation. So Camilla felt it was her duty to help them cleanse all "pests". Oh, and she strongly advises them not to tell anyone about what the two of them have just talked about.

Alesia didn't even realise how she'd pointed the bowstring at the Farmer. All this time the man who was killing adventurers was right under her nose.... The sniper didn't take Isaac's warning too seriously... She may not have the same keen sense for criminals like her friend, but Alesia's eagle eyes and skilful hands would definitely keep her from missing if they try to escape. Maybe Farmer's telling the truth. Either way, they're both going to go deal with Camilla, she's sure to get the truth out. In the meantime. Alesia advises Farmer not to make any sudden moves. Unless they want an arrow in the head. So far all the facts are against Farmer: their word vs. entire murder reports of high profile adventurers...

Jadu is at a complete loss. On the one hand, common sense tells him that the man before him is a dangerous criminal who has broken the laws not only in the Republic, but also in the Gotoro Empire, which is at war with it. Not a word of such a person can be trusted. On the other hand, all the adventurers, witches and wizards who had fallen by the Farmer's hand had indeed had rumours of venality and even involvement in dark deeds. But they were just rumours! What if the Farmer had made a mistake, and destroyed a completely innocent man, framed by someone else? That never occurred to them?! Jadu must get them to the Ministry because he doesn't believe a word they say. And don't underestimate him, he is after all, a battle mage as good as any.

Well... That explains a lot to Lance. And there's no need for Farmer to look at him so surprised. After all, the gallant adventurer is not lacking in intelligence and is a very shrewd man. Lance was conducting his own, if you will, investigation, but he did it as carefully and from a distance as possible, so as not to cross the wrong person. Because there were inconsistencies in official statements about past tragedies in Castle Village. Then came the murders of suspicious members of the Order of the Knights of Pythagoras, all the blame was on "criminal №1" (Farmer, as it turned out), and then.... Hmm, yes, now that makes sense. Lance will get Farmer to Camilla, let them tell her everything, and wait to see what others say at the general court. "They were criminals, Farmer. But you too need to answer for your crimes. Murder is no way to solve problems."

Marlon outwardly may seem to have reacted very calmly to the truth, but inside the one-eyed adventurer a storm of emotions raged. His apprentice, a new member of the Adventurer's Guild, is the very same wanted killer of monster hunters from other guilds and clans. His murdered colleagues, according to Farmer's words, were not noble protectors of human race, but cowards and corrupt bastards. But is that true? Should Farmer be believed at all? What should Marlon even believe now? He's angry, but quickly calms down so he doesn't accidentally make any hasty decisions in a fit of rage. "You're in deep shit, kid." That was all Marlon could say. Better get Gil and Magnus to solve this problem with Farmer.