i found it in the library

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but check out this radio log that dates from 1991 to 2002 that i found in a free library thing in the middle of nowhere shoreline. mysterious to me

So often we try to make other people feel better by minimizing their pain, by telling them that it will get better (which it will) or that there are worse things in the world (which there are). But that’s not what I actually needed. What I actually needed was for someone to tell me that it hurt because it mattered.
I have found this very useful to think about over the years, and I find that it is a lot easier and more bearable to be sad when you aren’t constantly berating yourself for being sad.
—  John Green
when I was 17 the first girl I’d ever loved told me if her parents found out about how I looked at her she’d be homeless. 
we cried for 2 days straight, 
and I told about concrete counter tops.
I told her about dark hardwood floors
with at least three knit blankets on every couch.
Our bedroom facing west 
because even though I love the sunrise, 
you look the best in our bed 
covered in nothing 
but the deep purple of sunset.
The library that would smell like our books 
had been there longer than our home had been standing on solid foundation, stone, reliable.
Sweet girl, I know they say not to make homes out of people 
but I don’t want anyone else’s dirty dishes on my counter.
I don’t want to take the trash out for anyone else at 11pm.
You’re the only person I’d race to kill a spider for in the shower.
How could you ever be without a home 
when every time I look at you I’m building ours.
—  anonymous
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Hello, all my lovely followers! Long time no see! Sorry for the prolonged lack of original posts, but I’ve been crazy busy at my new job as Library Technician at Smithsonian Libraries (@smithsonianlibraries)! I’m working primarily at the Cullman Library in the Natural History Museum, which houses the Smithsonian’s special collections relating to natural history, although I’ve also spent some time at the Dibner Library, which is home to special collections relating to the physical sciences.

Although I’ve only been there for two months, I’ve had the opportunity to do and see some amazing things! From a shelving unit for miniature books to a well-loved 13th century Armenian manuscript (MSS 1675B), the Libraries are truly full of wonders great and small. One of my favorites is the volvelle, or rotating calculator, found in a 16th century alchemical manuscript (MSS 867B)– I just love it when books are interactive! Expect more from that one in the future.

i know that it’s supposed to be a horrible fate and everything, but watching beauty and the beast yesterday, i found myself extremely jealous of belle’s whole life-as-a-prisoner situation.

like, belle gets to:

  • hang out at home every day
  • only see a few people, most of whom are in fun household object shapes
  • have great food prepared for her
  • have cool-ass castle grounds to wander around without having to worry about running into someone else
  • never think about getting a job or money or generally adulting
  • instantly travel anywhere in the world thanks to a magic book and come back home just as instantaneously
  • DEVOTE HER TIME TO READING THAT ENTIRE LIBRARY

i want that life.

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3.2.17// long and quite productive day. I had an intense seminar in the morning and I´m quite satisfied with my speaking. Then I had a long study session in the library (from 2 pm to 7 pm), I´m so deep into my readings, I´m working on Röggla´s Essenpoetik Essays and it´s just the beginning. Next week I want to collect all my readings so that I can start building a bibliography and writing my paper. I also found an awesome Spotify playlist, so calming, inspiring, so good for focusing! 

Soundtrack: Intense Studying playlist on Spotify 

The Case of the Bed Stranger

Stiles/Derek, T, 1.5K words, College AU

Written for the following prompt: The house party me and my friends threw kinda escalated and after throwing out everyone I found this half naked person passed out in my bed but I can’t be bothered to wake them up now so I’m just gonna go to sleep and deal with it in the morning, they are kind of cute anyway AU


“Erica,” Derek says calmly—very calmly, he thinks, considering the situation. It’s two in the morning, he just trudged back from the library with a pounding headache behind his eyes, and he comes home to find their apartment the site of a raging house party, with drunk undergrads everywhere.

“Hey, Der,” she says, with that wide grin that only comes out when she’s had one drink too many.

“You didn’t tell me you were throwing a party,” he says, his jaw clenched, and she scoffs.

“This? This isn’t a party. This is a, uh, just a little get-together.”

Derek rolls his eyes. “It’s finals, for fuck’s sake. I’m going to bed, at least turn the fucking music down.”

He pushes through the crowd—accidentally hitting some of them with his backpack, oops—and finally seeks refuge in his room. The noise is dulled, blessedly, when he shuts the door behind him, and he exhales, letting his eyes fall shut. His momentary calm evaporates, however, when he opens eyes and notices the very important fact that someone is currently asleep in his bed, sprawled out on his stomach like he owns the place.

All Derek can see is broad bare shoulders, messy brown hair, and half of a mole-dotted face, pressed into the pillow and currently slack with sleep. Huh.

Derek sighs. He’s fucking exhausted, he doesn’t want to deal with babysitting some drunk kid right now, and he really doesn’t want him to wake up and then throw up in Derek’s bed or something.

Plus, the traitorous little voice in his head says, he’s really cute.

Derek shakes his head, irritated, as he drops his backpack on his desk chair. He strips down to his boxers and skips brushing his teeth—he’ll do it twice in the morning, and people are probably fucking the bathroom anyway, Jesus Christ.

Derek pulls back the comforter and gently slides into the bed, trying not to disrupt the mattress before he realizes that he’s being ridiculous. Why is he even considering a stranger’s comfort? It all seems for naught, anyway, because this kid apparently sleeps like the dead.

He takes a quick peek under the blankets, and at least the guy’s still wearing briefs, thank god. Derek doesn’t want to have to worry about accidentally sexually assaulting someone in his sleep.

He flops over onto his other side—thanks to the king size bed, his only grad school indulgence, there’s plenty of room—and closes his eyes. He’ll deal with this shit in the morning.

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Combeferre is so in love with the concept of parallel universes. He loves it so much. Everyday he goes around like: “In a parallel universe, the library of Alexandria was saved”, “in a parallel universe, we’ve found a universal cure for everything”, “in a parallel universe, no one questions the concept of universal healthcare.”

But he also brings him down sometimes: “In a parallel universe, I’m holding Courfeyrac’s hand when we walk down the street”. “In a parallel universe, I’m brave enough to ask Courfeyrac out.”

One day, Enjolras gets enough of the parallel dating universe Combeferre is wallowing in, and puts his hands on his friend’s shoulders: “In parallel universe, you and Courfeyrac never end up together. Make sure you’re not living in that universe, okay?”

Master Post

I went through my blog and found some posts that I thought were useful. There’s not a lot yet, but I’ll keep my resource page updated

Witch Tips/Witchcraft 101

Spells/Potions

Divination

Herbalist Related/Etc

Kitchen Witchcraft

Hellenic Polytheism

Deities/General Polytheism

the senshi during finals week

(in order of success rate)

ami: definitely knows more than is required for the exam but goes to the quiet study room at the library at 8am just for the principle of the thing

rei: stays up really late and drinks a lot of caffeine but nothing is unachievable with psychic powers a positive attitude 

makoto: “studying” is just another word for “sitting in the café for a few hours with some books open on the table in front of you”

usagi: cries because it’s 4am and she can’t find enough change in her backpack to get a bag of chips from the vending machine

minako: flash cards and prayer

Boku No Hero Academia Light Novel No.2 Translations

Commence Study Groups!

そろそろの勉強会: Chapter 1, Part 2 [click here for part 1] [Part 3]

(t/n: for some reason I found this quite hard to translate, but it was a quick short part before they switched back to yaomomo and gang, nonetheless enjoy the bakushima! p.s dont forget to read part 1!!! ^_^)

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I have given thought to a Legends of Flarrow-Superhero/Villain high school au

I have decided what cliques everyone would be in. 

Team Arrow: Cool jocks. (Felicity is the cutesy nerd girl that dates the team captain, Oliver Queen; also to be found hanging with Team Flash)

Team Flash: Nerds. (Like, the adorable nerds that always sit in the front row and have study groups in the library and are in the science club. Felicity and Ray are both honorary members)

Team Legends: Those kids that skip class and smoke weed behind the gym (I don’t know what that’s called, but we all knew those people in high school. Leonard flirts with Barry Allen, both to copy his homework and because he’s a cutie and his cheeks turn an adorable shade of red when he blushes; Jax is the freshman that somehow gets dragged into their shenanigans, but secretly likes it; Amaya is the hall monitor that judges them, but never turns them in; Ray is the adorkable nerd that reminds them they should be in class, but is silenced when Mick shoves a joint in his face and tells him to shut up; Stein is the teacher that catches them, but trades his silence for one of their joints while explaining theoretical physics to them) 


Feel free to add any headcanons, thoughts, etc! (I really love this AU) 

Too sexy for his own good.

We had recently found (or maybe stolen) some nice weapons. We went to a library to find out more information about them. Our human rogue went to talk to one of the librarians to ask for help.

Rogue: can I seduce her?

DM: why?

Rogue: Why not?

DM: Ok… roll charisma…

Rogue: *rolls 1* ……

DM: Uhm, ok… your penis falls off…

We learned nothing and had to take him to a nearby hospital to have it sewn back on. He tried something very similar on one of the nurses and it happened again…