we have a library

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Hale Public Library, Windenburg, 7:35 pm


Averi: So we have to look at the morality of-….. Sigrid… Why are you looking at your shoe.

Sigrid: Dude, I think one of my shoes has seven eyelets..

Averi:…. Okay, and?

Sigrid: Uhmmmm? My other shoe has six??????? Do you not see my dilemma?

Averi: … You’re so strange.

Sigrid: DO. You. NOT. SEE My. Dilemma. Averi! 

Averi:…. I mean, they’re both on your feet, so-

Sigrid: AVERI!

Averi: OMG WHAT? THERES NO DILEMMA HERE

Librarian: SHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!

anonymous asked:

I'm sending you a few things from your baby registry, but I was wondering (because I always do this when I know people who are having babies) if there are any books that you think Julian should have that you don't have already?

Ahhhh thank you friend! And actually, no! We have a HUGE library of books that people have got us for him haha! I think it’ll take years for him to get through them, honestly!

Inkling Katara for my younger sister’s birthday!! (click for full quality)

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2017年1月17日。📖🎀

lunch at the library ;; for my high school, we have the whole month as the exam month and as a music major, this week will be filled with techniques, studies and jazz performances. ᕦ(ò_óˇ)ᕤ

Slytherin x Ravenclaw Relationship Would Include:

Request: Pls could u do slytherin x ravenclaw? Thank youu xxx

Originally posted by sweetnothinngg


  • Library Dates
  • “Why are we having a date in the library?!” 
  • “Because you can’t resist my pouty face.”
  • “When did you become so manipulative??”
  • “After meeting you, love.”
  • Their first date being meticulously planned by the Slytherin:
  • charmed fairy lights and enchanting a ceiling of a classroom
  • the Ravenclaw being delighted and becoming captivated by the Slytherin’s natural charm
  • discovering their favourite scented candle together because of the Slytherin’s endearing romantic style
  • Star gazing
  • sneaking out of their dorms and meeting each other by the Great Lake
  • never the Quidditch pitch, they hate the feeling of being isolated
  • thick blankets and steaming flasks of mocha from the kitchens
  • laying in each others arms
  • sharing a diary in which they record every moment spent together
  • the Slytherin watching fondly as the Ravenclaw scratches away, pausing here and there to think of the perfect word
  • the slytherin resting their head on the Ravenclaw’s lap and revelling in everything about them
  • “Did you know, that some light we’re seeing is from dead stars? The light has to travel an incredibly long distance to be visible from Earth so it is logical that that is the case.”
  • “Did you know that your eyes reflect their light like irridescent diamonds?”
  • Both making metaphorical analyses of the fundamentality of the sky
  • The Slytherin making a competion of finding a constellation first
  • “There’s Scorpio! I win.”
  • “I found that ages ago, I’m on to counting them now, slow coach!”

Originally posted by fraudulentlove

  • Cuddling by the fire as the familiar downpour floods the grounds
  • the Slytherin cuddling the Ravenclaw in their arms as the Ravenclaw reads a book aloud to them
  • The Slytherin fiddling childishly with the Ravenclaw’s hair as they do so
  • Eventually falling asleep together as the roaring fire begins to dim
  • Other times the Ravenclaw persuading the Slytherin into going crazy in the rain
  • “We’re going to catch colds!”
  • “We’ll get one regardless. The flu’s going around. Come on!”
  • dancing like sugar-wired kids
  • screams and content laughs getting lost in the thunder’s reign
  • Then slow dancing as the Slytherin spins them chivalrously into their arms
  • blissfully passionate kisses while the rain drenches their clothes
  • just before going back inside, holding each other close tightly and just taking time to relish in each other’s love

Originally posted by universexy

  • The Ravenclaw keeping the Slytherin on their toes and vice-versa.
  • what with the witty/sassy comebacks and the urge to come out smarter
  • The Ravenclaw’s Originality and wit being what first captured the Slytherin’s attention
  • The Ravenclaw being awed by their cunning conclusions
  • The Ravenclaw’s creative ideas helping the Slytherin reach their goals and aspirations
  • The Slytherin’s determination and resilience making the Ravenclaw feel more secure with being who they are.
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THE ROYAL LIBRARY OF ALEXANDRIA


↳ as seen on Cosmos: A Spacetime Odyssey

The Royal Library of Alexandria, or Ancient Library of Alexandria, was one of the largest and most significant libraries of the ancient world. It was dedicated to the Muses, the nine goddesses of the arts. It flourished under the patronage of the Ptolemaic dynasty and functioned as a major center of scholarship from its construction in the 3rd century BC until the Roman conquest of Egypt in 30 BC. With collections of works, lecture halls, meeting rooms, and gardens, the library was part of a larger research institution called the Musaeum of Alexandria, where many of the most famous thinkers of the ancient world studied.
The library was created by Ptolemy I Soter, who was a Macedonian general and the successor of Alexander the Great. Most of the books were kept as papyrus scrolls, and though it is unknown how many such scrolls were housed at any given time, their combined value was incalculable. The library is famous for having been burned resulting in the loss of many scrolls and books, and has become a symbol of the destruction of cultural knowledge. A few sources differ on who is responsible for the destruction and when it occurred. Although there is a mythology of the burning of the Library at Alexandria, the library may have suffered several fires or acts of destruction over many years. Possible occasions for the partial or complete destruction of the Library of Alexandria include a fire set by Julius Caesar in 48 BC, an attack by Aurelian in the AD 270s, and the decree of Coptic Pope Theophilus in AD 391.
The library’s index, Callimachus’ Pinakes, was lost with the rest of the library, and it is not possible to know with certainty how large and how diverse the collection may have been. At its height, the library was said to possess nearly half a million scrolls, and, although historians debate the precise number, the highest estimates claim 400,000 scrolls while the most conservative estimates are as low as 40,000, which is still an enormous collection that required vast storage space. This library, with the largest holdings of the age, acquired its collection by laborious copying of originals. Galen spoke of how all ships visiting the city were obliged to surrender their books for immediate copying. The owners received a copy while the pharaohs kept the originals in the library within their museum. [x]

  • *the Library*
  • Sherlock: *staring at a Remembrall*
  • Molly: *studying; looks up, amused* Since when did you need one of those?
  • Sherlock: *still staring* Mycroft sent it. His idea of a joke.
  • Molly: *smiles* I see.
  • Sherlock: *sighs* It keeps turning red; not sure why.
  • Molly: It means you've forgotten something.
  • Sherlock: *rolls his eyes* Well, it's clearly broken. Maybe you can help...
  • Molly: *frowns* How am I supposed to know what you've forgotten?
  • Sherlock: *leans over the table; snogs her*
  • -Remembrall turns grey-
  • Sherlock: *sits back; smug*
  • Molly: *blushing; fondly* You cocky git.

anonymous asked:

you like knb? I just went through your knb tag and you seem to have drawn/even cosplayed for it ! wow! what are your ships? will you be drawing for the movie that came out ?

AHAHAHAHHAHAHA

MAN, like is a very mild word for how big my KnB phase was, and it’s definitely one of those fandoms I always go back to, and MAN was the movie a slap to the face of nostalgia and wonderful memories ;A;. I didn’t produce much content for it back in the day, I didn’t have much time to draw in general back then, but I wanted to try again now that my art’s changed a bit and:

Something like that <3

Yep! I cosplayed a TON of characters from it. Originally I wanted to cosplay Kuroko or a member of GoM, but instead I ended up wanting to match my friends so I cosplayed Takao, Himuro, Momoi, Kagami, and Nijimura >.>;;;; I ended up much fonder of these characters as a result tho LOL

and MAN, SHIPS. AHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHHAHAHAHHAAHA

If you thought my Yuuri poly shipping was bad…look at it this way, I mainly ship Yuuri with 4-5 husbands, and why not throw in the rest occasionally, the more the merrier right? This is around the number I tend to ship many of my fandom protags with (which is still a lot oops).

But KUROKO. Kuroko to me is the ultimate harem queen. To me, he has, minimum, EIGHT husbands. GoM + Kagami + Takao + Himuro. But I also ship him with a ton of other charas on the side like Kasamatsu, Nijimura, Hanamiya, Haizaki, Mayuzumi, Imayoshi, Miyaji…man the list is endless. I LEGITMATELY SHIP KUROKO WITH EVERYONE. (and Nash! my mother screams in the background…)

I started out with a strong bias for AoKuro that still remains on occasion, but reading a massive amount of pixiv fics started leaning me heavily towards Takao. So yeah, if I had to pick one, TakaKuro is my fav now. I also really like HiGuro (Himuro x Kuroko). But really, and most sincerely, THE MORE THE MERRIER.

KnB is also awesome bc it has so many wonderful Kuroko-centric combinations. I’m more partial to shipping certain characters when they’re in a set, and man the pixiv names for these are so great :’D. Fav combos include Light Sandwich (Aomine x Kuroko x Kagami), Aibou-gumi/partner squad (Takao, Himuro, Kasamatsu, occasionally Mayuzumi -> Kuroko), Rival sandwich (Takao x Kuroko x Kise), Demon King Sandwich (Akashi x Kuroko x Himuro), Hawk ‘n Dragon Sandwich (Takao x Kuroko x Himuro), Black-Hearted Sandwich (Hanamiya x Kuroko x Imayoshi), Captain Sandwich (Nijimura x Kuroko x Akashi), Highlighter Sandwich (Akashi x Kuroko x Midorima), Returnee Sandwich (Kagami x Kuroko x Himuro), of course all their respective schools, the combinations are endless…*dreamy sigh*

*COUGHS* ANYWAY. YEAH. KNB IS POLY SHIPPING HEAVEN.

(other than Kuroko-centric? I didn’t ship him with Seirin (other than Kagami) too much, tho I certainly don’t mind it, and I very lowkey shipped Kiyoshi + Riko + Hyuuga + Izuki as a poly 4some)

Will I be drawing for the new movie? Well it certainly brought all my feels tumbling back ^ ^; But at the same time I can’t really draw for more than one fandom at a time without getting distracted, and in general there is SO MUCH CONTENT I LOVE in KnB that going on Pixiv often satisfies me, unlike the frustration/craving for something that doesn’t exist I get with YOI ^ ^;; But at the same time, now that my art skills have improved a ton, I sorta want to draw one illustration that has all my fav Kuroko husbands just all crammed in…sighhhhh we’ll see ^ ^;;

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I know I was just showing concern over Mokona’s feelings but MOKONA OF ALL THE TIMES TO LOOK LIKE THE ENTIRE WORLD IS MADE OF CANDY FLOSS THIS MIGHT NOT BE IT

I mean sure I don’t think she has any idea what Syaoran has seen and I think she’s genuinely just that happy that Syaoran is awake but still. Still. 

…but also on second thought I can think of at least a dozen times where I’ve read the mood of a room so badly that I’ve done this exact thing, SO YOU KNOW WHAT? YOU GO MOKONA. I SUPPORT YOU IN THIS.

INNAPROPRIATE SMILING HAS BEEN APPROVED.

And Syaoran might never feel joy again you know no big deal. ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

There’s so much packed into this moment I am overwhelmed.

I sincerely enjoy the fact that when Syaoran says his thing we get Kurogane’s silent reaction but also Fai’s. Because there’s nothing in particular in his words that would give away exactly how serious this is, but on the other hand everything does. He was just trapped in a cursed book that Fai couldn’t free him of, while crying his eyes out, and the first thing he does when he wakes up is ask to talk with Kurogane. I don’t know how much of Kurogane’s past Fai knows, but out of all of them I’m sure Fai is most naturally attuned to the tone of tragedy and recognises it the second it leaves Syaoran’s lips.

And he’s visibly sad. Which Fai doesn’t usually let come through in the first place, which shows just how seriously he’s treating this.

But it only shows for a moment

And then he plays his usual role and feigns the naturalness that no-one believes and gives those two the privacy they need in the process. 

Because that’s what he does.

Sketch || Jughead Jones

Request from @carmineofmidgardHey !!i was wondering if you could write something with artist!reader x jughead fluff ? These are some Van Gogh quotes that I like, you could use them as like prompts: Art is to console those who are broken by life.

A/N: This my first oneshot ever written! I hope this fulfills your request!

Gif by @juptern

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“Art is to console those who are broken by life.” -Vincent Van Gogh

Saying you’ve had a tough life was an understatement. Your father had left the family when you were very little to be with his secretary leaving you and your mom alone. Your mom, while you adored her, kept pushing for you to become a doctor. She wanted you to have a successful and self-sustaining career; one that she never got to have. You on the other hand wanted to be an artist. Ever since your dad left, you loved to draw pictures of fantasy. Castles, dragons, princesses, and princes. Anything that could draw your mind away from your mom crying at night and less frequent phone calls from your happy father was a plus. Eventually, your drawings evolved into portraits. Well, secret portraits. You drew almost everyone in the school, but no one more than Jughead Jones III. Jughead fascinated you, and truth be told, you had a crush on him. How you could crush on someone that you knew nothing about and who didn’t even know your name was anyone’s best guess. As far as you could tell, the only thing you and Jughead had in common was the fact that you were both loners. That’s it.

You and Jughead had off fifth period and you both spent that time in the library, but not sitting next to each other or even near each other. Unfortunately, Reggie and his group also hung out in the library. It was an average Friday and you had just sat down in your chair in the library when Jughead came in, sitting in a chair across the room from you. Just as you pulled your sketchbook to draw, he pulled out his laptop to write. What he was writing, you had no idea. You began to draw the simple outlines of his face, gently moving your pen along the paper. You bit your lip and furrowed your eyebrows and you attempted to capture his facial structure and his emotions. You were so immersed with your drawing that you didn’t notice Reggie peering of your shoulder wearing a wolfish grin. He waited for the librarian to leave the room to copy some papers before he stood up and made his way over to you. Within the span of a second, Reggie quickly pulled the sketchbook from your hands, loudly proclaiming,

“Well, what do we have here, Y/N?”

Everyone in the library looked up from what they were doing, including Jughead. In a flash, you were on your feet, attempting to get your sketchbook back from Reggie.

“Give it back, Reggie!”

Reggie chortled as he looked through your sketches. He had struck gold.

“Everyone, look! Y/N’s got a thing for Norman Bates over here!”

Reggie held up your sketches for everyone to see. Panic and embarrassment flooded your senses and tears began to well up in your eyes as everyone began to laugh at you. Everywhere you looked you could see people laughing. Then you made eye contact with Jughead. He wasn’t laughing. He wasn’t even smiling. He was looking at you intensely, but he wasn’t glaring. There was a look of concern there as well. It was too much for you to bear and you quickly ran out of the library, down the hallway, and out of the school. Knowing you couldn’t go home without your mother knowing you were skipping class, you began the trek to Pop’s.

Pop knew you were upset the moment you walked into the diner. You were always so exuberant, always saying hello and asking him about his family first chance you got. But now? You were silent. Pop looked over at you and smiled softly.

“You want the usual?”

You nodded and sat in one of the booths, your back facing the door. Pop came over with a chocolate milkshake.

“It’s on me.” Pop said and winked.

You smiled gratefully at him and slowly sipped the milkshake, the familiar taste bringing you some relief. Then you remembered you left your backpack in the library. Your sketchbook. Reggie probably still had it. He was probably running copies of your sketches of Jughead to put up all over the school to humiliate you as much as he could. You felt the hot sting of tears coming back as you remembered the laughs and Jughead’s stare and quickly wiped them away. You didn’t know how long you were sitting there, just thinking about the day’s events before a jingle sounded out around the diner as the front door opened. You didn’t pay much attention to it, swirling your straw around the almost empty glass before you heard something being placed down on the floor beside you. You looked to your side and saw your backpack along with a figure standing right next to you. You knew those black pants and shoes. You froze as you realized who it was and slowly looked up, making eye contact for the second time that day with Jughead Jones III who had your sketchbook in his hand.

“I believe this is yours,” he said as he handed it to you.

You swallowed the lump in your throat as you shakily took the sketchbook back.

“Y/N, right?”

You nodded.

“Yes.”

Your quiet voice was raw from crying and Jughead took notice. He gestured to the seat in front of you.

“Can I sit?”

You nodded, not trusting your own voice. With a quiet “thanks,” he took a seat and the two of you were silent for a moment. You swallowed again. You had to say something.

“How did you know where I was?”

You mentally smacked yourself. Really, out of everything you could’ve said, that’s what your brain came up with? Jughead raised his eyebrows at you.

“I didn’t actually. I came here because I was gonna grab a bite to eat before dropping your stuff off at your house.”

Your cheeks became bright red as you imagined Jughead in your house. Not that you’ve fantasized about that way too many times.

“Well, um, thank you. For giving me back my sketchbook and backpack and all,” you said. “How did you get them back?”

You remembered Reggie’s mean laugh as he held the sketchbook above your head and flinched at the memory. Jughead chuckled at your question.

“It wasn’t easy, let’s just say that.”

You smiled for the first time since the morning and looked down.

“They’re really good,” Jughead said.

You looked up at him inquisitively.

“Your sketches I mean.”

Your heart plunged to your stomach again as you remembered his stare across the room. You looked down again.

“I’m sorry,” you said. “It probably looks like I’m some weird stalker or something.”

You were silent as you waited for his response.

“Aw, that’s a shame,” Jughead said and you looked up at him again, confused by his nonchalant response. “I was kinda hoping you were. Would’ve made a great storyline for my novel.”

He smirked at you and you, realizing he was joking, smiled along with him. Jughead pointed at your empty glass.

“Can I buy you another milkshake?”

You smiled.

“I’d like that.”

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A/N: I hope that was okay! Let me know what you thought!

Every time someone brings up the Library of Alexandria I actually want to cry.

And like, I know it’s irritational, but every time, without fail, I tear up a little.

As if the library was a close friend who died many years ago, but whose death I still mourn over.

Those were years of knowledge. Years of blueprints, poems, novels, plays.

All lost.

Think about it - right now we could be flying throughout the universe. We could have all this knowledge of the ancient world. But instead, we have ashes. Ashes of a burned down library with all the world’s knowledge.

Imagine the advanced technology. Imagine. If it doesn’t make you feel even a little bad that this whole library of knowledge was torn down, then what the fuck?