#bc i took an astronomy class and i just really like space

[freakurodani]

i feel like i need to confess

that oikawa was the inspiration for my url

[gg-neptune]

Astronomy Tower

Snape x student reader PLANTONIC

A/n: So this was a request. Sorry it took so long to write but here it is I hope you like it. <333 Requests will be taking a while bc school is starting and yeah. All honors classes when you take 7 classes is hard to managed lolol.

Warnings: Sewerslide, bullying, neglectful parents, emotional distress (if I missed anything pls tell me)

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Wednesday 8:00 AM Great Hall

You sat alone at the end of your house table, hunched over some cereal. It had gone soggy a while ago, so you just picked at it instead of actually eating it; your mind was elsewhere anyway. You looked longingly at your housemates at the front of the table. They all seemed to be happy and content in their lives. They all seemed to have everything they could ever want and everything you could ever wish for. A functional family, friends, family that actually likes them. 

A loud whooshing sound was heard overhead, and you looked up to see the post being delivered. You paid no mind to it as you never received mail anyways, but this morning was different. A barn owl swooped down into your cereal, splashing it all over you. It dropped a thick letter in front of you, thankfully not in a puddle of mushy cereal and milk. You take the letter and open it to surprisingly find that your parents have written to you.

Y/N I hope there is someone in the castle that will take pity on you. We have moved into a new house. It does not have space for you unless you wish to sleep in the shed, but we have plans for that, so we cannot let you stay there. You are not welcome back this summer, is what we are saying. You already know not to bother coming for the holidays. But about our new house. It is on the coast with a beautiful view of the sea. 5 bedrooms and 3 bathrooms…

You did not bother reading the rest of the letter. You did not care for the details of their lavish new house. You already got the point—that you were not welcome to come back. You supposed it did not matter as you were not planning on making it to summer anyways.

It did not really hurt your feelings as you thought over this. You didn’t much like them anyway. You longed for a nice, loving family or parental figure at least, but just not them. There was someone you could consider a parental figure. You saw him every day from noon to two in the afternoon. In the dungeons, surrounded by cauldrons and ingredients, and what not. He had black greasy hair down to his shoulders, a hooked nose, and a demeanor that was supposed to deter people away from him.

You weren't, though. You had a talent for potions, which he seemed to like in you. It started when he offered to give you private lessons a year above the year you were in. He figured you were at that level. You took him up on the opportunity. Every Wednesday night from 5 to 7, you were in the potions classroom brewing potions for the next year. It has been the only thing making your life worthwhile. 

After you got comfortable being in his presence alone, you two got to talking about various things. Anything you could think of to fill the silence. He eventually passively asked why your non-uniform clothes looked so bad. He was never one to sugarcoat. You explained your parents' distaste for you. Conveniently, you found 8 new outfits, a pack of socks, and a pack of underwear on your bed the next day with a small note saying, “If you ever bring this up, I will burn all of it.”

You thought back on the memory with great fondness. You still had all of the clothes he had gotten you that day. He had been the only person at Hogwarts to ever give you a gift of any kind.

You sat in the Great Hall for a few more moments with your thoughts. Now that you were not welcome to come back home, where would you go exactly? It would be better if you did not exist, and you supposed that was always an option, but what exactly would people think of you if you did that? Well, it wouldn’t matter if you were gone.

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Wednesday 11:50 AM Dungeons

The Potions master had told you a secret passage to get to the dungeons quicker. You took it every day, hoping to avoid the various people you could stumble across that you did not like. Such as the one that you were looking at right now.

She made it her life's mission to make your life hell. You weren’t entirely sure why, but whatever made her happy, you supposed.

“Saw your letter this morning,” the girl in front of you laughed. “Are your parents finally sending you off for being such a disappointment?” Her friends laughed behind her, almost cackling.

Your shoulder slumped and your eyebrows furrowed; something must be wrong with her, as this one's insults were usually much more painful with this. Before you could question her if she was alright going to make a remark about her boyfriend shagging other girls in the halls again, Professor Snape's voice rang through the halls.

“Good afternoon,” he said coolly. Immediately the girl in front of you straightened up and turned quickly. She was quite terrified of him. He held a strong disliking for her, knowing she was quite awful to you. It grated on her nerves that he did not like her, often taking it out on you since he did like you.

“Professor Snape,” she said with a high, sickeningly sweet voice, “th- they called me ugly.” She stammered out and attempted to fake a cry. Her hands balled into fists as she screwed her eyes shut, trying to force a tear or two out. Immediately all of her little friends began to back her up, nodding their heads and adding on to her story.

Professor Snape nods his head and stares at her for a moment before catching your eye. He narrows his eyes at you and looks you up and down as if he��s trying to see through you. He then looks back to the girl and asks, “Did you know that when you lie, you ball your hands into fists?” His voice was cold as he stared at her as she realized her hands were indeed balled into fists. Quickly, as if she were a child caught trying to sneak a cookie, she and her friends scrambled off down the hall and up the dungeon stairs.

Snape sighed and looked back at you with an overly dramatic, disappointed look, shaking his head dramatically and sighing. “Calling other students ugly. Detention [y/l/n]. My class today. Starting at 5,” he gave you a small grin before quickly dropping it, not wanting anyone else to see it. Before he begins his walk back to his class, expecting you to follow.

You grin back before following right beside him, “What are we brewing today?”

He delves into the details of what you will be brewing as you arrive at his classroom. You already know how to brew it, having learned last year. No one else is there yet, as you are early, and most try to come to his class as late as they can without penalty. You dump your stuff at your seat, which is surprisingly at the back of the class, out of his sight for the most part. He had requested you sit back there as, “I trust you won’t blow something up; others I can’t say the same for.” So you sat at the back of the classroom so he could keep an easier eye on other students.

“My parents have moved into a new house,” you tell him as you lean against one of the tables that is closer to his desk. 

He hums in acknowledgement, nodding his head slightly to show he is not ignoring you, “but apparently they do not have room for me in said house. So I guess over the summer I’m staying at Diagon Alley or something.”

His head shoots up, eyes glaring at you. “That is not something to joke about.”

“I’m not joking,” you grab the letter that you had stuffed in your robes and hand it to him. He suspiciously takes it and reads over the first part of it; you assume he made it about as far as you did before he put the letter down, staring at you dumbfounded. A glint of anger was in his eyes, but he was doing well to hide it. “Well, you could stay at—” He did not get to finish, however, because a group of Ravenclaws walked in, loudly chattering about the latest updates to their common room.

You quickly return to the back of the class, where your seat is. You gather up the ingredients that you know you will need today, occasionally catching the Potions Master's eye. The hint of anger had still not left his eye as the class progressed. If anything, as students messed up their potions left and right, it only seemed to intensify.

Unfortunately, you did not get the chance to speak with him after class either, as some Slytherin boy had somehow managed to explode his potion. Sending shards of his now broken cauldron everywhere. None of it hit you, but others were not so lucky. Leaving Professor Snape to usher some to the hospital wing.

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Wednesday 6 PM Potions Classroom

It had been an hour into your lesson, except it wasn’t really a lesson this time. He was just sitting there quietly grading papers some 2nd years had written. Of course you two had had nights like this where you did not brew a potion or he did not give you advice, but you usually talked about something at least. This was plain torture. You had attempted to talk a few times, asking about his day or how the exploding cauldron had gone, and all you would get in response was a few quiet mumbles you could not make out.

So you sat in your chair with your thoughts staring at the wall behind him. You had been thinking earlier that day. During a free period, you wrote a letter. Well, you wrote a few, but there was only one you put any amount of effort into. The letter to Professor Severus Snape. Who now seemed as if he was ignoring you, but that was beside the point. You knew what needed to be done. You did not provide good to the world; you were not wanted at school or home, so it was better to remove yourself from the equation.

As you mulled over your thoughts, Snape stood up and looked down at you, “It’s 7. You should head to dinner. Get something to eat.” He had no emotion to his voice, just a plain, monotone sound.

“Oh, yeah,” you stand from your seat, your knees cracking a bit. You walk towards the door before you stop and turn back around. “Professor, take this,” you hand him the letter, “but don’t read it until dinner is completely over.” Before he can respond, you walk out of his classroom and begin your jog from the lowest point in the castle to the highest.

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Wednesday 7:45 PM Potions Classroom

No one ever willingly visited Professor Snape's classroom, and since he had no detentions scheduled for tonight, he was free to do basically whatever he pleases. However, something was poking at his thoughts. The letter.

His students had given it to him and then basically ran out of his classroom. Of course he was suspicious of what it was, but they told him not to open it until after dinner time was over completely. That would be 15 minutes from now. He did not want to go against their wishes, but it was indeed very hard knowing how they ran out like that.

There was also a nagging feeling in his gut that maybe he should go ahead and look. If something was wrong, then he could stop it early. Or if it was a prank letter set to go off after a certain time, he would not get pranked.

He decided to go with his gut and tore into the letter. It was handwritten, and he immediately recognized the students handwriting.

Dear Professor Snape, I wanted to thank you for being so good to me during my time at Hogwarts. I will never forget it. You are a wonderful teacher and a wonderful person to learn from. I see you as more than a teacher but as somewhat of a father. Considering mine is the way he is, I suppose the bar isn’t very high, is it? Oh well. Thank you for all you’ve done for me. I’m sorry I always pestered you so much and took up your time. By the time you read this, I will be gone for good. Thank you, Professor Snape. For everything. Sincerely, [y/n]

His hands shook as he read the letter, not believing what he was reading. He realized he might not be too late and immediately began his search for you. He was not sure where you were, but he knew where most students would go if they got the idea to do this.

The stairs are what would slow most people down; luckily for him, he could fly. So fast as he could, as soon as he got to those stairs, he began his ascent. Flying past them as quickly as he could, terrified he would arrive at the top to find he was too late.

To his great relief, when he reached the top, he saw the silhouette of you standing at the edge of the tower. Carefully he crept up behind you, not making a sound, then suddenly he snatched you away from the edge. He grabbed you by your midsection, wrapping his arms around you and turning forcefully to bring you away from the edge of the tower, giving you no chance to fight him at all.

“You idiotic child, what are you thinking?” He immediately starts to scold you for not thinking about what you might be feeling. He quickly sees the tears and fear on your face and stops a look of shock coming across his own face. “Wait, no quit, stop crying,” he stares at you for a moment before averting his eyes and uncomfortably hugging you.

He’s not quite sure what to do in this situation, but when you melt into him and start to sob onto his shoulder, he goes ahead and makes himself comfy on the floor, determining he will be here for quite a while. You cling onto him, sobbing violently, until you suddenly choke out, “I’m sorry.”

“Don't be,” he just says quietly as he holds onto you. He rubs your back, hoping you will feel a bit soothed by this. He keeps you close to him, just holding on to you and rubbing your back as you cry on him.

Once you calm down some, he carefully pulls you back from him. “Why on Earth would you think of doing something like that?”

“No one wants me, even my parents; they don’t want me.” You start to panic again, tears forming again, but he hushes you quickly, pulling you to him again and rubbing your back.

“I was going to offer you to stay with me if you wanted. There is a program founded by Hogwarts that all of the teachers are required to be signed up for. They are able to take in students that have bad home lives. Almost every teacher here has done it at some point,” he gently explains to you, keeping his arms firm around you, noticing your starting to shiver because of the cold air.

You look up at him shocked, and he quickly starts to speak again. “I mean, if you want, you can always go to Professor McGonagall or Professor-”

"No, I want to stay with you. Can I actually?” you ask excitedly, your heart swelling at the thought of having a place to live this summer. With someone you actually like this summer.

“You can. How about we worry about that later and get down from the astronomy tower?” he suggests.

You nod, noticing how cold you were. You wipe your face before getting up and following him down the stairs of the tower. For the most part, the walk was quiet, the only sound being the sound of your footsteps until he spoke in a low tone, “You know I care about you? You're my favorite student.”

You look over at him, surprised by his sudden words, but nod, “I figured I was your favorite.”

“If you think of throwing yourself off some large object again, how about you come to my office next time? Promise me you will.”

You nod your head, “I promise, Professor.”

[tracybirds]

More bits! Mostly written about 6am so excuse any weird patches 😅 someone talk to me about space bc i'm extremely excited atm

John + Alan - sharing the astronomy loooove

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"what's the sun actually made off?"

John stared at the message, shining brightly up at him on his comm. He glanced around the silent library, certain someone must be glaring at him given the loud thumping in his chest. The sound filled his ears as his fingers stumbled over themselves in his haste to type.

"Superhot gas (actually plasma) - mostly H2and He but somebother stuff too."

He reisted the urge to delve into unwanted detail. All that mattered was that Alan was asking him about space.

He couldn't ruin this chance.

He didn't have to wait long for a response.

"plasma? whats h2?" whos he????"

John froze, all the explanations he'd been mentally preparing screeching to a halt. Of course, Alan was only eight. He didn't know what elements were, much less their symbols.

But he'd asked John about space.

He took a deep breath, trying to remember what it was to be eight. He hadn't been stupid. He'd always just wanted to know.

Just like Alan.

"H2 = hydrogen gas, He = helium gas. Different types of atoms."

Plasma would be harder to explain. Did Alan know what an electron was?

"Did you learn about atoms yet?"

The response was instantaneous.

"yes!! protons and electrons and stuff! ms li said they make up the whole universe"

John smiled. Ms Li had taught all of them, and he could still remember the bright light in her eyes when people asked her a question she couldn't answer. 'Let's find out!' had been a mantra and it never took long before her curiosity and wonder infected everyone in her class. Alan had only been her student for a month and he was soaking it up.

"Sometimes atoms lose electrons. It makes them have less energy which they like."

"so their lazy"

John snorted, and clamped a hand over his mouth. The girl across from him was definitely starting to get annoyed.

"*they're. And sure."

He really didn't want to get sidetracked.

"So atoms sometimes do that in chemical reactions. But if they get superhot then the electrons are ripped out of them and they just whizz around separate from the rest of the atom."

"really??? just our sun or all of them? "

The grin was in full bloom. He had so much he wanted to tell Alan, about the Sun, about planets and galaxies and nebulae and supernova and the beginning of time and what might lie beyond. About space exploration, a trajectory he'd launched himself onto years before with a curiosity and determination that had been sparked in the same classoom as Alan over a decade ago.

"Excuse me, are you done?"

A haughty girl stood next to him, arms crossed and scowling at him as he looked up from his comm.

The girl across the table was glaring at him again.

He hastily gathered his books, sliding them neatly into a bag and dashed for the door with an apologetic wave.

He'd come to university three weeks prior, hoping to find his people. And now it turned out, he'd left one of them behind.

He put the comm to his ear as he strode into bright sunlight, squinting up at the world above.

"John?! Hi!! How are you?! How does the Sun keep burning?? Does it really take eight minutes for the light to reach us? Why doesn't that happen on Earth? What does the Sun look like on other planets? Are there OTHER suns? What does plass-ma look like? Did I say it right?"

[yinlotus]

If willing, I would be very interested in hearing how you've gone from astrophysics to fashion/cosmetics and what you intend on doing 💖

Hello, Anon! Sorry for not answering this sooner ;; Honestly this story is really long but here’s the condensed version

Okay, so from 1st grade to around the end of 7th grade I really wanted to go to art school for fashion design; I was OBSESSED. Eventually though little 10 year old me freaked out about not knowing how to use a sewing machine, which, at the time, I felt was a major setback. I felt at a loss on how I would ever manage to become a fashion major and kind of... dropped that dream completely. Mind you that I most likely have ADHD so finding a new goal was extremely easy.

My obsession changed to game design and from 8th grade to 11th grade I did everything in my power to learn skills for that. I took coding classes, engineering classes, sound design, ap classes, graphic design, etc. Interestingly, during the second semester of grade 11 (while i was in graphic design actually haha) I wondered if being a game designer would leave my mark on the world. Would making a cool game impact anyone in a meaningful way? I didn’t think so anyway.

So now I re-evaluated my goals again. What’s something that I’m good at, like, and will benefit humanity? Science. I’ve always been a f***ing nerd into science, especially biology, earth sciences, chemistry, and physics. And I think space is really pretty and cool so that was my senior year goal, to be a planetary scientist. I realized that I, well... hate math classes with a burning passion. But at that point it was too late and I needed to go to university already. So I applied to a college that I wasn’t particularly interested in because they were extremely persistent and they were close by (which was good bc this was around the start of the pandemic). I chose my major as Astrophysics (which you all already know) and really enjoyed my astronomy lectures, but the labs and math classes sucked so I’m deciding to change again.

I’m transferring to the same art school that I wanted to go to in elementary school but now with a different major. I still really love fashion, aesthetics, skincare, and beauty and the people close to me noticed that. Going into fashion/cosmetic marketing is actually a suggestion from my family and for now that’s my plan. If I do it, I’m hoping to market fashion tech and science inspired apparel/cosmetics (bc i still love stem and can’t just drop it) Though marketing is a pretty social career and I’m not the best at social interactions, so I might choose something else again (e.g industrial design becuase that mixes my interests pretty well) over the summer. Luckily this school is giving me plenty of time to figure this out.

Thank you for asking! 💖

[oflgtfol]

jdosjdoshdow why do i feel like im goin thru a midlife crisis when im only 15

[winter-jay-official]

alas i cannot convince you to do your homework bc i am currently having my mother write my essay for american studies, but i can give you attention

do you like any of your teachers? do you have a favorite class?

my favorite teacher would probably be my astronomy teacher bc he loves the subject and can make anyone interested in astronomy. i am lucky enough to go to a school with a planetarium, so that’s really cool.

my favorite class though would probably be french bc i like most of the kids in that class and it feels like a safe space to me. my french teacher is very nice and chill which is great

Hellloooo <333333

Uhhhh my favorite class would prob be math? I'm taking precal rn and it's easy so immediate fav. Otherwise I would say Chem Or US history bc I have all my friends there and we had a whole debate about how Ann Hutchinson is a girlboss :] Fav teacher..... uhhhhh my Chem teacher is cool. I had him last year too and he knows that I'm p nonverbal in the morning bc he's my first class and he just let's me chill so that's nice.

You go to a school with a planetarium?????? What that's so cool!!! I think we have an astronomy course? But its kinda a throwaway science credit idk if people really take it. French seems hard idk I took my 2 yrs of required Spanish and dipped. Srry I'm bad at languages 😔✌

[spxllcxstxr]

🚢 — hi love, i was wondering if i could get ship for hp in the marauders era? i’m terribly sorry if these are closed, feel free to ignore this!!

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my pronouns are she/her or she/they... i’m still debating which set i like better haha and i would like a male ship pretty please <3

i am a ravenclaw, with some slytherin & hufflepuff traits here and there :) and i am an ambivert!

i am, much to my dismay, only 5’ 1.5” (to all my tall peeps out there... saying that i’m jealous of you would be an understatement.) i am quite curvy (and omg kinda insecure abt that ✌️) i have long, silky, and straight black hair that reaches the base of my back, and i love eyeliner so so much like i’m not even joking (on good days at least)

people often tell me that at first glance i seem bubbly, happy, and kinda quiet or shy hehe, and my friends have said that once you get to know me i am genuine, creative, funny, empathetic, a good listener, charming, painfully stubborn, righteous, and little loud, and very very dramatic jhjfk

i am pretty shy in new environments but with my friends i am loud asf, like seriously i need to shut up 😐 i am very very loyal and i value any bit of trust someone has in me.

my love language is definitely physical touch. i am one of those affectionate yet somehow touch-starved people haha! i find that sometimes words (or saying them atleast) can be a little bit hard and awkward for me, so i like to project my feelings and love for people through physical contact and all the affection they could ever dream of <3 and omg that thing where someone leans into your touch? marvelous. absolutley marvelous.

i like it when people play with my hair or touch me in some way, although if they’re a stranger then i will pull out my ninja moves and roundhouse kick them if they touch me 🤺 i also really like to play with other peoples hair!! (my love for long-ish hair is showing hnng-)

i could ramble about the sky, the stars, and just astronomy in general for days and never get tired of it, bc wow have you ever seen the night sky? i get so excited when i recognize a star or a constellation or a planet and agh i just love astronomy!! star gazing is one of my most favorite things to do <3 (and i have a these necklaces that i love so so much okay, one has the constellation of my zodiac, and the other has my fave constellation!!!)

i am a very very sassy, sarcastic, and witty person! i live for playful banter and teasing, i guess you could say that’s my way of flirting after me and the person i’m interested in have a friendship aha! i have comebacks for days and will not hesitate to roast someone into oblivion (although if it’s that harsh then i’ll immediately apologize bc i pinky promise i'm not mean okay)

i love to draw! i have a sketchbook and it’s strictly for my eyes only, UNLESS i deem someone special enough to view my sacred scribbles <33 i love to sketch people and things, and this might sound creepy but i have this urge to draw the people i’m close to sometimes (i did this a few times and omg i felt so embarrassed so i hid the drawings rip)

singing and music is also a big interest of mine! i’m not the best with instruments (i took viola for a while and i can still play but im no prodigy) but i am pretty good with my voice. people have told me that i have an ~aesthetic~ singing voice and that i have good vocal range hehe! sometimes i randomly break out into song around people i’m close to and they always either laugh or scoff and call me a ‘drama queen’ (i live for theatrics if you can’t tell, anyone who can match my dramatic flare is just yes <33)

oh and i am always down to do dangerous, stupid, and fun shit with my friends AHA 😙‼️i like to focus on the positive side of things, but i do have my icky days where i feel super insecure, sad, and useless ahaha 🥲✌️ my friends always make me feel better tho <3

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whoops omg this was so long, i am SO SORRY

(pls accept my apology bc i feel kinda bad now 🥲)

congratulations on 500!! you deserve each and every follower you have and i am just so so happy for you!

mwah mwah tysm and make sure you’re drinking water and taking care of yourself, love!! 💞💞

Ahhh thank you so so much!! ❤️❤️ don’t worry, these aren’t closed until the 26th I just haven’t been linking to it because I’m lazy 😳 anywayyyyy ship under the cut! ❤️

I ship you with: James Potter!

The ravenclaw tower is cool and all, but you totally going to be hanging out in the Gryffindor common room a lot

James will sneak into your common room though

I promise

You’re short. Just thought I should say that lmao

James thinks it’s so cute though

I’m going to say that James is going to give you piggyback rides throughout the castle

Like even to class

Loves that he has to reach things for you

“C’mon short stuff!”

“Don’t call me short stuff, James!”

“Then stop being short!”

James absolutely loves your body

Like is in love with it

And he will shower you in love all the time

And of you ever get insecure he is right by your side

No matter what

He loves you so much

HE LOVES YOUR HAIR

James will want to brush it and braid it and do weird shit with it

Please put eyeliner on James

He’d look so hot

Janes is a bubbly guy

So I just feel like your personalities match so well

Like you guys are the couple that is always laughing at something

Or making faces at each other from across the room

James doesn’t want you to shut up ever

Because he never shuts up

He loves your voice

Even if you’re just reading some boring book out loud

Falls in love with you every day

JAMES LOVES TOUCH

I swear he will always be touching you

Hand holding

Leaning on you

Anything

Always always touching

Does that thing where he kisses the back of your hand

Like I mentioned before

James loves hearing you talk

So please ramble about space

All the time

Takes you to stargaze

All the time

(You’re going to do his astronomy homework too)

Playful banter is a must

James is cocky and playful and just

Overall sarcastic and sassy

So you guys are going to have loads of fun

Loses his shit when you roast someone

Claps for no reason

“That’s my girl!”

YOU DRAW??? That’s so cool

James always wan s to see what you’re drawing

But respects your boundaries and your privacy

Will hang your drawings up in his room if you give anything to him

Loves them so much

Singing!!!!!

You guys will sing a lot

He will request the Beatles a lot

But like you can just burst out into song randomly and he goes wild

He’s your number one fan don’t worry

You are definitely part of the Marauders

So

Dangerous and crazy shit is a must

James will always be a shoulder for you to cry on

and like

He just loves you so much

Nd always wants to be around you

He hates seeing you insecure or doubt yourself

“You’re my girl. And I love my girl.”

I hope you like your ship! And drink some water!! ❤️

[thelittlestspider]

Happy Worldbuilding Wednesday! Tell us about the stars in your world building. Are there myths or legends about the constellations? What do they believe is up there? Has anyone ever been up there? Is space travel old hat? Tell us all about it!

so...i took one class on astronomy before i graduated college, and it was really interesting and i wish i remembered stuff from it. the only thing i really remember is vague knowledge about jupiter’s moons. also sidenote: astronomy is one of my favorite sciences (even though i’ve neglected it for like years now). the other i guess is probably either biology, sociology, or maaaybe psychology. 

anyway, i don’t really have any mythology about them currently. the only thing i can think of at this point is that maybe they have some lore about people leaving during the apocalypse like: “do not go out into the fields at night, for a light may snatch you away, never to return again.” or “the deserters built metal ships that let them cut through the sky and into the heart of space. they left us to perish, but we built ourselves new lives from the ashes. some say they will come back for us: pray that day never comes.”

i think there’s kind of an unspoken “there’s life up there, but we don’t really want to think about it” mentality. sort of like how there’s all this weird stuff in the ocean that’s kind of cool, but also terrifying and unknowable at the same time. they want to know, but they don’t want to know.  

at one point i had an idea for two kids of my mcs to be abducted by aliens and end up being taken by the space colony. they escape and end up working for some kind of galactic delivery service with a crew of aliens. then later on they find their way home and visit their families, but they feel displaced due to being gone for so long. the crack idea i have for this is that they go through a hole in space/time and end up crashing outside of salvation 40+ years earlier. they end up staying in salvation and later meet carter’s younger self. neither of them can tell carter bc then one of them won’t exist. later carter realizes that their son’s older self is living in salvation and gets the fam together to explain what’s happened. then they all get together for a call on speakerphone and everything is emotional. 

(sorry, i know this concept is totally bonkers. i just feel like if you can’t put goofy concepts as easter eggs in your fics, then when can you?)

[stvrwalker]

               ( female ) haven’t seen AMELIE “AMI” WALKER around in a while. the TAISSA FARMIGA lookalike has been known to be (+) HUMBLE & (+) INTELLIGENT, but SHE can also be (-) INSECURE & (-) SHY. The 21 year old is a SOPHOMORE majoring in ASTRONOMY. I believe they’re living in AUDAX but I popped by earlier and no one answered the door.

                         okay no joke this is probably my last character bc i don’t Think i can handle four but voila okay !! so this is ami. i love her. v good girl but as always , when ur done reading like to plot and i’ll def message u for it !! let’s get started.

Okay so to start - she’s a v old OC but normally I don’t write her in non-supernatural settings so this is the v first time I’m doin that and I’M RLY HAPPY W/ WHAT I CAME UP WITH she’s a telepath who can’t turn off her telepathy in my own lores but that’s not what we’re focusing on here

Bisexual bby who loves the stars and sea. As a child she grew rly fascinated w/ space and the like and her name . . . is not actually Amelie. No her first name is Amidala but she doesn’t tell ppl that bc she’s embarrassed about it. Her dad picked it out.

Grew up with both parents until she hit the age of thirteen and her dad passed away - and then she was taken in by her grandparents. Now they were very very religious and they sent Ami to church camp. That’s where she met Theo who’d be the love of her life for the next five years. And honestly she never rly liked church camp bc she was so shy but he absolutely brightened her experience there. He helped her get out of her shell.

Needles to say though , Ami is painfully sweet but even more so shy. She can easily come off as a recluse because she’s scared of rejection and scared of people not liking her for reasons she doesn’t really know. But when you talk to her , she’s awfully polite and will do her best to make u happy in any way she can !!!

Photograph memory and WICKED smart. She likes to people watch, studying people and just observing them especially when... she thinks they’re cool n’ can’t work up the courage to tlak to them. Not at all.

Once again as a child she was really into space and the ocean - both because they were both vastly unknown and discovery and learning... was her favorite thing. Yes she actually likes her classes bc new information is always welcome information.

And for that reason too she’s a major bookworm !! Reading is perhaps her favorite thing to do, immersing herself in woven words of a world that’s not her own. Fantasy, history, anything honestly she’ll take it. Prefers fiction over non-fiction , though. But again , she’ll read anything.

Probably spends most of her time in the library for this reason.

Also very into brainteasers, puzzles, and stuff ?? Like she’s the type of person who can do two rubiks cubes in ninety seconds. Probably has a backpack full of them. 

VERY GOOD AT BAKING AND MAKING TEA AND HOT CHOCOLATE AND STUFF LIKE TRUST ME YOU WILL WANT AMI TO BAKE FOR U SHE’S GOOD AT IT

Also for NO REASON AT ALL wants to learn how to draw maps and does that... in her free time. Mainly celestial maps, though.

OKAY OKAY OKAY so again she always wanted to travel and after her breakup with Theo ( which was bc she was so scared of changing into someone bad for him or that he didn’t like ) she took a gap year in college to see the world. She’s been to nearly every corner of Europe, and then Russia, Japan, China, and Korea - all with the money she saved up from working + her grandparents’ money since they spoiled her the best they could. And Ami never asked for anything. 

Knows how to fluently speak Italian too bc that was the language she took in high school and also just... likes learning languages.

AGAIN SHE LIKES TO LEARN STUFF.

When Tatiana died she was absolutely devastated and it was so soon after she came back to school she just. Didn’t know how to deal with it. She’d bought Tatiana shoes from Milan to gift to her and she didn’t even get a chance to wear them : ‘ (

So now she’s in Lockwood again to pursue a career in Astronomy. Whatever that may be. She also wants to study Marine Biology because she loves the creatures of the sea and wouldn’t mind working in an aquarium or something. Or a planetarium. Or a museum. The dream is to work in any of those fields tbh but Ami’s starting with Astronomy since she has a slight lean towards space.

WANTED CONNECTIONS okay okay so

sb she sorta met while traveling and befriended and DIDN’T KNOW they also attended Lockwood?? that would have been p cool

someone who also takes an interest in astronomy or oceanography just so they can geek out w/ Ami abt it bc omg SHE LOVES TO LEARN STUFF

someone more... outgoing who furthermore tries to grab Ami out of her shell but it’s.... in the more. Direct ways. Like taking her to parties and not telling her where they’re going. AMI WILL FREAK.

Someone Ami’s friends with who’s kind of a bad influence but instead of goin along with them Ami’s just there to take care of the damage when it’s done and over with.

Studying rivals ?? Maybe sb with the same dreams aspirations as Ami and also incredibly smart like her but they don’t see eye to eye and argue instead of working together and getting along

IDK MAN HIT ME W/ SOME SHIT IM DOWN FOR ANYTHING 

[themarauderstheoutsidersandpeggy]

hi, congrats on 200 followers! could i please have a remus x reader headcanon thing where the reader is a shy/sensitive female in slytherin and remus kind of has to ask her out secretly because his friends are kind of prejudiced about slytherins and they find out that the reader and remus are dating so they kind of say not nice things and the reader gets upset and remus comforts her :-) sorry that its oddly specific :-) thanks for considering this, congratulations again on 200 followers

Awh, you’re so sweet! Thank you darling!

Requests are currently open for everyone in my bio, but my headcanon requests will be published first seeing as I just hit 200 followers and want to celebrate!

So Remus had been admiring you from afar for a wHILE

But you were a Slytherin and his friends were not very accepting

But he wanted to date you so so badddd

So he used his big brain and devised a plan to secretly date you

Cuz what could go wrong with keeping secrets from three meddling teenage boys?

nOTHING

aBSOLUTELY NOTHING

Wait a load of things

But you were worth it

So Mr. Sneeeeeky Boi went to breakfast with a note in his hand

He made sure to walk right past you, slipping the note in your hand while pretending to bump into your shoulder

He even apologized sweet boy

SO you were really confused, but hey

Remus Lupin had just discreetly told you to meet him at the astronomy tower after curfew

At first you thought it was a set up for some prank

And you went to throw the note away

But he met you at the trashcan

“Please just meet me there”

“I don’t want to be a part of your friend’s jokes”

“Well i’m trying to get you out of it. Just meet me there and you won’t be wrapped up with them that’s the point

“I’m trusting you. Don’t make me regret it”

And you walked away, right out of the hall

But he could see you casually slip the note back in your pocket

Cue the lovesick smile at your back as you walk away

He shook his head, putting on a straight face and walking back to the gryffindor table

All throughout classes you were both messes

Dropping things

Spilling ink

Spilling ingredients to different potions

It was a mess

You were a naturally shy person, so you were praying no one found out that you were sneaking out to see Remus freaking Lupin after hours

His friends were naturally jerks towards Slytherins so he was praying no one found out, because if anyone did it would be them

So it was about seven thirty and baby boy physically couldn’t wait any longer

“I’m gonna head to the library and then go on prefect rounds”

“Oh, I need to ‘study’ the side of Evans’ face, I’ll go too”

“nO”

“…”

“…”

“I mean, she’s in the gryffindor dorms, Prongs, she’s not there”

“O-kayyyy”

“Have fun with your books”

“Yeah… bye”

Sirius and James were shook

Remus flew down the stairs and took out about three people by tearing down the corridors

Poor first year only saw the corner of a beige sweater and a literal giraffe vAULTING over her

But she was unharmed

No students were harmed in the making of these headcanons

Anyways

So he was racing to the astronomy tower

And you were casually trying to find an excuse not to go

What if it was just a prank?

Welp too late, he turned the corner and landed riGHT on top of you

It was a lot of blushing

He literally just froze

You, however, were not pleased

You looked at him, noticing that he was zoning out on your face

“Uhm”

“riGHT SORRY”

He rolled off of you

And helped you up

You brushed off your robes and walked with him to the astronomy tower in awkward silence

It was like a minute long walk

It felt like an hour

Finally you reached the tower

He walked to the edge and looked out over the grounds

You stood awkwardly behind him

He turned around, sighing and grabbed your hand

He pulled you closer and looked into your eyes

“Look, I know this seems suspicious, but I just…”

“You just…?”

He leaned further in

“…Can I just kiss you?”

“I thought you’d never ask”

The kiss was absolutely amazing

Agh

It was soft and gentle but also like full of feelings

Ahhh

“So does this mean we’re together now?”

“I think it’d be a crime if I said no, Lupin”

And this time it was you who closed the gap

The two of you paid no attention to outside noise

So you failed to hear the two sets of footsteps bounding up the stairs

“MoOnY wHaT aRe YoU dOiNg?!?!”

Jesus

You whipped around and saw James Potter and Sirius Black glaring at you

“What are you doing with him, filthy snake?”

“Run back to Voldemort, don’t play with Remus”

“Get out, I’ll deal with you later”

“Don’t bother guys, I was just leaving anyways” Your voice cracked, and you pushed past the two angry gryffindors, choking on your own sobs

“WHAT THE BLOODY HELL YOU TWO”

“Moony, what are you talking about, she was messing with you”

“I ASKED HER OUT YOU TWATS”

“wHAT”

“IT’S NOT UP TO YOU TO DECIDE WHO I GO OUT WITH AND WHO I SHUN! SHE WAS JUST WARMING UP TO ME AND YOU TOSSERS HAD TO GO AND RUIN IT”

“Moony.. We didn’t mean to, we didn’t know”

“Well it’s too bloody late now, you’d better hope she’s more forgiving than I am”

He stomped down the stairs, fuming

Then he remembered that you probably hated him and were on your way back to your dorms

He sped after you

He picked a random route and followed

This boi must have a heightened sense of smell bc he found you sO QUICK

Shores of the Black Lake

You were curled into yourself, and you could hear him coming

“Y/N, please love-”

“No! You told me going with you would get me away from that but you led me right to it! I knew I should never have trusted you!”

“Wait no, it’s not like that! Please, one more chance, I promise, I didn’t mean for that to happen!”

“Stay away from me Lupin”

“Y/N! No! Please wait, just listen!”

But you had already left, bolting back to the castle

He ran after you, but you were too fast

He couldn’t reach you before you fled to the dungeons, slamming the door to the slytherin common room

He banged his fist on the door, screaming for you to let him in

One of your friends opened the door

They knew what had happened

“YOU BETTER NEVER SPEAK TO HER AGAIN”

“Just let me see her-”

“NO! LEAVE”

He was once again locked out

He kicked the door as hard as he possibly could, biting his lip in pain and sinking to the floor

He didn’t bloody care if anyone saw his here, teachers, students, peeves

He didn’t bloody care

So he fell asleep outside of your dorm

And he woke up in his own bed

What is this tRICKERY

He also saw an apology note from James and Sirius next to a plate full of his favorite breakfast foods and a pile of chocolate bars

He pushed everything aside, tossing the note in the garbage and ignoring the two audible sighs from the empty space in the corner of the room

Apparently he wasn’t the only one who could be sneaky

The two looked at each other from under their cloak and knew they had messed up

They just wanted to protect their smol bean

They quickly devised a new plan

Remus did too

He cornered you after transfiguration class, taking you by the arm in front of everyone and dragging you out of the hallway and into an empty classroom  

You tried to push him away but he had a Firm Grip ™

You ended up in the old potions classroom

“Look, I know last night wasn’t ideal”

“Whaaaaat?”

“But I’d like to apologize for my idiot roommates’ behavior”

“What they said wasn’t okay”

“I know love, I’m so sorry. I had tried to sneak out to meet you, I didn’t want them interfering, but I guess they just can’t keep their noses out of things.”

“Look Remus, I want to give it a try but I just can’t”

“Why not? What do I have to do? Anything love, I’ll do anything”

“I can’t be with you if your friends are going to be so hostile”

“No, please, I’ll get them to stop, they’ve already apologized numerous times to me, I’ll make them apologize to you!”

“I just can’t Remus. They said awful things-” You were cut off as your own sobs broke through, remembering the hateful comments made by James and Sirius

Remus hugged you to him, his anger for James and Sirius only rising

He knew talking wouldn’t help so he just hugged

You eventually forgave him, knowing that it wasn’t his fault his friends were such jerks

He carried you back to his empty dorm and broke open the chocolate that he had received earlier

Several hours later James and Sirius came in to find you two asleep all curled together in his bed

There was a picture taken, and a letter sent to Mr. and Mrs. Lupin

‘Dear Mr. and Mrs. Lupin, Remus has found someone. Thought you ought to know :)’

THEY LITERALLY PUT A G’DAMMED SMILEY FACE

That’s all for now folks keep requesting headcanons

[bcatboy]

jostencredible replied to your post “�� !!”

DUDE so I go to school for physics and this absolutely blows my mind too!!!!!! Like if I could choose one yet-unanswered physics question to be answered within my lifetime it would DEFINITELY be dark energy. Like what the fuck, universe, is driving you to accelerate your expansion??? What the fu kc

oh man now im really wishing i’d fact checked before i posted that instead of relying on my memory of the astronomy class i took 3 years ago lol

so many things horrify me about space but this def tops the cake i 100% agree i want to knOW!!! tho lbr if we did , by some miracle, figure it out, it would just present 1000 more questions bc space was designed just to fuck over physics i think 

i think everyone in the universe just wants some space after being cooped up in a single pinprick for so long. dark energy? just the drive to be alone when ur an introvert. thats my theory. 

[safyresky]

11 Questions

@mellomadness tagged me in this fun ask game!! I’m too tired to think of questions so I’m just gonna answer yours and double tag the usuals which are @lovelypidge and @thewayhistoryiswritten bc I TAGGED U AGAIN FIRST HA

The rules, in case anyone was interested: ask ur own 11 questions after answering these and tag 11 people!

1: One song you could have on repeat forever?

Honey There’s a Good Reason These Tables Are Numbered, You Just Haven’t Thought Of It Yet by Panic! At The Disco, or Bulletproof Heart by MCR!

2: Favourite hobby?

Writing!! It’s my only hobby, tbh. That and drawing as of late!! It’s fun to be able to draw the OC’s and their silly occasionally slightly OOC shenanigans

3: Opinion on shoes? Do you have a favourite pair? Why?

God damn I LOVE shoes, fave accessories, especially BOOTS!!!!! My favourite pair has to be either this brown pair of boots that have little slouchies and buckles, bc they remind me of Avatar Korra, or my newest pair of boots (I have not yet worn them bc it’s been so HOT) bc they’re really cute and I don’t have any cute ankle boots like this pair I just got!!!

4: Have you ever taken a class you though would be horrible but ended up enjoying it?

I went to England 2 years ago to take an archaeology program for the summer at the castle, and I thought I would hate the two courses it consisted of but I ended up LOVING THEM

I also had the opposite happen to me. I took Astronomy last year, thinking I would love it, and ended up HATING IT by the end bc of the Prof. I love me some space shit but got damn, that prof made the class dreadful

5: Favorite author/book?

Favourite author is a good one. I have a LOT. Terry Pratchett is fast becoming a fave, his humour is on POINT and so GOOD! Debbie Macomber has always been a fave, her books are honestly boring and just about life of people in towns but I love them!! They could be gayer, for sure, it’s. It’s very hetero, all of her books (and v catholic at times, she’s an old lady) but I’m fond of her writing style (even if it is heavily edited by the editor). Twenty Wishes was my favourite of them all, I think! 

There’s also Mercedes Lackey who writes these PHENOMENAL fantasy romance series refereed to as the 500 Kingdoms Series, if I remember correctly,  that take regular fairy tale tropes and throw them into a world where everyone is self-aware it’s a fairy tale, and play the system. It’s hard to explain but holy fuck I loved them and I lOVE her writing! Her humour is great as well :D

My all time favourite book series is the Poison Study series by Maria V. Snyder! They follow the adventures of a girl from a military anti-magic district who is actually from the magical district, and are about her journey back to the magical district, regaining he memories, finding her family, and uncovering a complex and dark magical conspiracy (for lack of a better term) that stretches all the way to the 4 high Magicians who run the Magical District. She wrote a second series but I haven’t yet read it through and such :)

I, uh, went out on a tangent but, uh, I don’t have 1 favourite I have like 10

6: Books, Movies or Graphic Novels?

Books!!! Movies are great too but I’m way too critical of them as of late (thanks English Lit Major) and with books, I enjoy visualizing it my way :)

7: Favourite Autumn drink?

Hot chocolate I guess, I’m not a fan of the pumpkin flavours and such (I am a very picky person flavour wise)

8: Very Important!!! Do you like Halloween?

YES!!! VERY MUCH!!! LIKE. A LOT. HOLY HECK!!!

9: Is there one person you could listen to talk forever and still love their voice? Like, could they read a phone book and you’d still listen as if they were reading you the most interesting story ever?

Hmmm...Brendon Urie probably, he’s got a nice fuckin voice holy heck his range??? god DAMN

Also Richard when he speaks Polish. His voice gets a scintilla deeper and it’s N I C E (it’s the same as his morning voice and I love it, it’s deep and soothing and sleepy)

10: Favourite YouTuber?

Thomas Sanders probably!!! I don’t watch youtube as much as most people do/as I use to  ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

11: Do you have a favourite sound from nature? (I.e.: Rain, crunching leaves, wind, etc…)

The crunch of snow under my boots, and that specific winter wind that blows through the leafless trees. It sounds so lovely and calm and I like it

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THANKS FOR THE TAG MELLO!!! @ all my lovely followers, feel free to do this as well!!! with whatever questions you want bc i am. too tired to think of new questions heh

[tracybirds]

Time for the self-indulgent Pen and Ink AU that I’ve idly daydreamed about since the first time I saw Gordon interacting with kids bc the man should be a primary school teacher, I don’t make the rules that’s just the facts. Feat. John and Penny working at the local museum. Might write more of this, I’m ridiculously fond of what it’s developed into in my head xD

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They were running late. Gordon raced through the halls of the museum, knowing that if he and his students got to the planetarium after the doors closed, they wouldn’t be allowed in and then he’d have to find some way to entertain twenty bored and cranky children while they waited for the bus. He was determined that he would not let that happen.

“Nearly there,” he shouted. “Quick, sound off!”

His students giggled loudly as they began calling out their assigned numbers.

Gordon turned around and began running backwards as there was a conspicuous gap following Number Eight.

“ETHAN, SOUND OFF!”

“Nine!”

Thank heavens, thought Gordon. If they’d had to turn back now, then it would all be over. As it was, John would only hold the doors for them for so long. Having a brother working at the museum had its perks, background tours for the kids and the best classroom visits of various scientists and historians, but John operated on a strict schedule when it came to his planetarium shows.

He could see his kids, running with exhilarated smiles on their faces, all loving the game of getting to race through the back hallways of the museum through the shortcuts Gordon knew like the back of his hand.

Like he said, there were perks.

They were nearly there, Gordon knew that they were passing through the Ancient Civilisations section, that linked to the Space and Astronomy section via a hallway charting the history of the stars. They were in the home stretch.

“Hard aport,” he cried, as they came to the final left turn that would lead them to the last hallway before reaching the planetarium.

He looked up as he spun on ball of his foot, his eyes widening as his vision filled with blonde hair and startled blue eyes.

He crashed to the floor amidst gasps and flying papers. The lady he’d just slammed into fell to the ground and he looked over in horror and rising embarrassment at her and her work, so carelessly strewn about them both by his actions. 

“Mr Tracy,” chorused his group of eight year olds, surging forward to help him up.

“I’m fine, kids,” he said with a slight laugh, brushing them off even as his cheeks began to burn. “Help this nice lady by picking up her papers.”

As they scrambled to collect the scattered pages, he turned back to the stranger he’d bumped into. She was young, probably no more than a year or two older than him, and pretty too, even looking as flustered by the fall as she did and pushing back the hair that had fallen in her face. He swallowed drily, suddenly very aware of his limbs.

“I am so sorry,” he said, offering his hand to her. “Are you alright?”

“I’m fine,” she said, taking his hand hesitantly. “What on earth were you doing, running around so recklessly? There are delicate artefacts all over this building, what if I’d been carrying one of them instead?”

Gordon hung his head at her slight reprimand.

“You’re right,” he said. He didn’t like to be put in his place, especially in front of his students, but he also knew it was a good opportunity to model how to handle being in the wrong. “I’m really am very sorry. I shouldn’t have been running – we shouldn’t have been running.”

“We were just late,” piped up Emma, giving the lady a hopeful smile as she gave her the pile of collected papers. Gordon mimicked her, smiling tentatively as he looked down into her eyes.

She took them with both hands, raising an eyebrow at the higgledy-piggledy mish-mash that had been returned to her.

“Well, there’s no harm done this time,” she said, looking a little forlornly at her work. “Just remember this for next time, would you Mr…?”

“Tracy,” said Gordon promptly. “Gordon Tracy.”

They were still staring at each other. Somehow, she had taken his hand in hers again as they shook in greeting.

A couple of students giggled, the excitement of knowing the secret of his first name still a thrill to their young minds. Sharisse tugged on his arm urgently. Gordon looked down at her, eyebrows raised in a silent question.

“Mr Tracy, we’re going to miss it!”

“You’re right,” he exclaimed. He made to look at his watch and realised he was still holding the lady’s hand. Hurriedly he dropped it, a flush spreading across his cheeks again as he busied himself with counting heads.

Twenty. He sighed in relief, grateful none of them had wandered off in the aftermath.

“Right, let’s keep moving kids, and what have we learnt?”

“Walk, don’t run!”

“You got it,” he said, leading the way. “Nice to meet you,” he called back over his shoulder.

Damn, I didn’t get her name, he thought as he hurried along the hall to where his brother was scowling at him, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently.

“You’re late,” hissed John, as he signed the class in and began ushering them to their seats.

“Sorry Johnny,” said Gordon, with an apologetic smile. “Had a bathroom emergency with one of the kids, you know how it is. And there’s more besides, I’ll tell you about it at dinner tonight. You’ll be there this time, right?”

“Hmm? Oh sure,” said John, leading Gordon to his seat before making his way to the back of the room.

“Good afternoon Room 8, my name is John, and I’ll be taking you on a journey through time and space.”

[cheesiebee]

i used to major in physics too (but then i shifted bc it just wasn't for me) ahhhh i wish we had a decent program for astronomy too :( wHEN DID YOU START LIKING SPACE TELL ME YOUR SPACE STORY (please?)

Physics definitely isn’t for everyone and there were a lot of times when I wanted to quit because I felt like I didn’t understand a single thing since so much of physics feels like it goes against intuition, but my desire to know how the universe works, I think, is what kept me going.

Hmmm… I can’t remember exactly when I first started to like space. One of my first space-related memories is from Kindergarten. We’d split up into small groups of students (around 4 or 5 students per group) and go to different rooms to learn about different things. One of the rooms was for science. Here we learned about volcanoes, earthquakes, the weather, the Solar System, etc. I remember being praised for being the first person in my group to memorize the order of the planets (including Pluto because it was still a planet back then). I think this is what got me a little more interested in space and what was out there. I grew up looking up at the night sky every chance I got. I watched so many of those lame alien abduction/paranormal documentaries when I was younger (and yet The X-Files scared me lol go figure). Throughout my life I wanted to be a volcanologist, a seismologist, a geologist, a geophysicist, a meteorologist, etc etc. During most of high school, I thought I wanted to study music education at university and become a band teacher, so I hadn’t really settled on studying physics (or astronomy) until my senior year. What really sealed the deal for me, was watching The Elegant Universe (the PBS NOVA special hosted by the book’s author Brian Greene) during physics class. After watching it, I bought the book and read it. And then I bought several other science books. I always had a science book with me for the rest of my senior year, lol. All of this, of course, meant that when I applied to universities I had the intention of majoring in music education but when acceptance letters started to get mailed out I had very firmly chosen physics.I got accepted to an in-state university and went to orientation to register for classes. To join the 4-year physics program I had to have the math department place me in an appropriate math class (i.e. Calculus I). [Side story: Years prior to this, my 7th grade math teacher recommended I take a math placement exam because he suspected that I found math boring as I never did my homework but always got high marks on my exams. (Spoiler: I just never liked doing homework for any class, lol). I took the placement exam and was recommended by the school district to skip 8th grade math and move right onto 9th grade math during my 8th grade year. This provided me with the opportunity to take AP Calculus my senior year of high school which I wouldn’t have been able to do otherwise with how our school district’s math curriculum was structured.] I talked to the math department at my university and provided them with my AP Calculus exam score. While my score would have giving me credit for Calculus I at some universities, this university required a higher score. So instead the department looked at my (awful) math scores on the SAT and ACT. The department ended up placing me into a remedial algebra class (which means I had to take the class but wouldn’t even get credit for taking it) even though I had evidence I took AP Calculus in high school and had decent grades in the class. I should have at the very least been placed into Pre-Calculus I (which I also took in high school), but nope. Algebra. This math placement meant that I couldn’t enter the 4-year physics program and my father demanded I find a different degree program to finish in 4 years. Guess what that degree program was? Computer Science.I struggled quite a lot with Computer Science. I thought I’d be able to do it and I’d find it interesting enough because I had been around computers my whole life (literally the first computer I used was a Commodore 64 lol). My struggles with the program, the fact that the math department continued to give me grief when it came to math classes and math placement, and my increasing anxiety & depression led me to drop out of the Computer Science program (and university all together) about a year before I was to complete my degree.I took time off and when I decided to go back to school, I was at a point in my life when I could finally start on the Physics degree I always wanted. I took courses and graduated from the local community college and ended up going back to the university I had left in the first place. I figured since I was going back, I could finish up that last year of Computer Science while working towards my Bachelors in Physics. What a terrible decision, lol. Both sleep and eating were luxuries at that point. They were done whenever I could find the time (which was rare…). But I was stubborn. I wanted to prove to myself that I could do it. And I wanted to show my dad that I was going to get a Physics degree whether he wanted me to or not.Funny story… the Physics and Geology departments at my university were supposed to get a new building before my final year, but construction was delayed and it became operational the term after I graduated. So, I never got to use the cool new telescope in the rooftop observatory, or go to awesome star parties in the new planetarium… Instead, I had to use the old telescope in the rooftop observatory on the old building that required Windows 95 for it’s software to function, lol.

[turquoiseorange]

11 Questions

RULES:

1. Always post the rules 2. Answer the questions given by the person who tagged you 3. Write 11 questions of your own 4. Tag 11 people

I was tagged by @secretlysora !! I love answering questions but I don’t get them very often. So this is a nice change haha, thank you (〃ω〃)

Brianna’s Questions:

1. How many hours of sleep do you get each night? Depends on the time of year haha. When I’m in school I think the average is about 5-6 hours, and on breaks I try to sleep in so maybe 6-8 hours then? I go to bed late and wake up relatively early (either because of school, or my mom wakes me up) so I don’t get a lot of sleep tbh

2. What’s your favorite time of day, and why? I think nighttime would be my favorite time of day because that’s when I “go to bed”. I use air quotes because I really just stay up and play games or read stuff on the internet. It’s pretty nice because the house is super quiet, and I get to do whatever as long as my phone has enough battery haha

3. What are three things you’ve always wanted to do? frig that’s a tough one uhhhh 1) I’ve always wanted to have one of those quintessential college moments with the local coffee house/ slam poetry place. The one example that comes to mind is like in the Xtremely Goofy Movie when they just go to the coffee house , and it’s like a really cool place near campus where they can chill and hang out y'know 2) I’ve wanted to try out ice skating tbh. I used to have quite a few friends growing up that we’re either really good at it, or at least visited the rink a lot, and that got me interested. There were even a couple opportunities for me to go through school, but the timing didn’t work out so I couldn’t go. Less people I know go, now that we’re older, but it still seems like an interesting thing to try out 3) ??? Idk lol

4. What was your favorite memory from last year? I really liked getting to tour colleges with my dad last year. One of the trips we went to Arizona and Chicago (cause I got accepted to ASU and DePaul), and as part of the trip we would check out what the area has to offer. Y'know, to make sure it’d be a nice place to live while I’m staying at college. Chicago was my favorite place, aesthetically speaking. I took so many pictures when we were there.. Plus we got to check out the museums, which is always fun. We walked down from our hotel to the planetarium (because I friggen LOVE space), grabbed a Chicago dog for lunch, then after went to the Natural History museum. Personally the area is a little too densely populated for my taste, but from the few days we spent over there, it was really nice.

5. If you could be any age for a week, what age would you choose to be? I’m pretty happy with my age rn tbh (18). I am considered to be an adult by the law, so I can do stuff like get tattoos or lotto tickets if I wanted, but at the same time I don’t have all the responsibilities of an adult yet because I’m still kinda on the young side.

6. What is a habit you’re proudest of breaking, or one you want to break? One I’m proud of breaking is how much I used to rely on the people around me. Of course when times are bad I ask for help, but in general I think I’m becoming more comfortable in myself? One habit I want to break is biting my nails. I’ve tried to break it a few times since I was a kid, but usually something stressful comes up and I end up biting them again. I guess in order to do that I’ll have to manage my stress first? ha..

7. When you were really little, what did you want to be when you grew up? The two things I wanted to be when I was a kid was either a veterinarian or a singer. I remember when I was in elementary they had us do a project where we wrote letters to people who had the professions we wanted, and ask them for advice if we had the chance to do that job later. For the vet I wrote to a local clinic, and for the singer I wrote to Billy Joel because Green Day was one of my favorite bands of the time. As I got older though, I realized I’m slightly better than average at singing, and I don’t have the heart to be a vet (I get really upset when animals are injured). So instead I’m working towards being an animator haha…

8. What do you love the most about yourself? (tbh this is another hard one for me to answer? ha) uh I like how neat my handwriting is. Since middle school I’ve written a lot of stories on the side, personal ideas and whatnot. My methods of writing meant I would physically write my ideas out, type them and print, then write over with edits and more details, type them and print, and repeat until I either was satisfied with that copy or I got bored with it. So since I wrote so much in those scenarios, my handwriting got better and better over time. I’ve gotten a lot of compliments since high school about how neat it looks, as if it were printed, and that’s pretty cool.

9. What are you looking forward to this year? I’m looking forward to taking Astronomy in my next semester of college ♪( ´▽｀) and more art classes so I can practice more haha

10. What are your favorite hobbies? I love writing and drawing. I don’t draw as much as I should, but once I get back from my trip (in two weeks?) then I’ll make a regimine again. Maybe do a color pallet spam again heh. As for writing, I have a bunch of personal stories I’ve been meaning to work on, but didn’t have the attention span because I was focusing on studies (totally worth bc last semester I got a 4.0 woohoooo). But like with drawing, I want to come up with a schedule so I can make some progress on my stories. (Or maybe.. I could even finish one)

11. What’s something you can’t live without? Social contact hhhhh. I know usually the go-to for people is electronics, like the phone or the computer, but I’ve had both of those taken away and it’s not that big of a deal. What is a big deal for me though is not being able to talk to people. Even if it’s just saying ‘hi’ to each other, and that’s it, all day that’s cool. But not having the option even to do that kills me. Similar situation with physical contact.. Usually it only happens when I talk with specific people though. Like if I lost contact with both neko-chan and my bf at the same time I’d probably die right then and there

My Questions:

1. What is your ideal future?

2. What is one goal you want to accomplish within the next year?

3. What fictional character do you think resembles you the most, and why?

4. What type of music do you like to listen to in order to make you feel better?

5. What was your favorite T.V show when you were growing up?

6. What was your first introduction to social media? How long ago was that?

7. If you could have any animal in the world as your pet, what would it be and why?

8. What is the most important thing to you right now?

9. Is there someone or something that has dramatically changed your life?

10. What is your favorite time of the year, and why?

11. What is your favorite type of drink, and what is the ideal scenario you’d have it in?

I don’t have 11 people to tag ʅ（◞‿◟）ʃ so I’m gonna just tag @crookedlovestory @bbpoltergiest @peanutbutter-jellysquid (If you guys are interested in answering the questions, go ahead. If not, I’ll just say hi and hope you have a good day lol)

[vodka-aunt-coran]

archaeology au???? i'm currently writing a shallura fantasy au in which shiro meets allura because he's an arch nerd so I'm listening

oh boy oh boy oK LISTEN

(ok sorry i’m adding a readmore. this got long. beware y’all this is ENTIRELY self-indulgent, like, 100%, and i don’t expect anyone else to enjoy it.)

this begins in college but it’ll extend to post-graduation

i’ll start with shiro, a poor, tired grad student who took a few years after his masters to split his time between CRM and projects whenever he got the chance, but now he’s back to fight for a PhD

his focus is on…hmmm…for now i’m going to go with historical archaeology, mainly focusing on the cultural interactions between china and japan?

shiro is also a TA! and each semester, whatever class he’s teaching, he like. straight-up adopts the undergrads in his section. there are four undergrads in particular who keep popping up. they are his children now.

matt is also a PhD student! he got 2 majors and 2 minors in undergrad, completed his masters really quickly, and then tried to go for a PhD immediately but burned out :x he’s back now! just under heavy supervision from shiro.

matt specializes in reconstructing paleoenvironment. this is done through paleoethnobotany (looking at old seeds n shit), sometimes geoarchaeology (looking at dirt n shit), AND getting climate information………………from ice cores.

(and lake cores but i know what the people really want to hear)

allura is like…everyone’s goals. she took her time getting her degrees (coughcoughmatt) and had a 4.0 probably, she’s worked on a frankly astounding number of projects, and people can hardly believe she doesn’t have a PhD yet.

i’m not 100% sure what allura’s specializing in. i feel like she wouldn’t either? like, she’s worked on such a variety of projects that she took a while to figure out what she really wanted to stick with. my guess is that, like matt, she decides to focus on technical rather than area so she gets to work all over the place. i’ll go with…osteoarchaeology. aka. bones n shit.

that’s right allura’s the badass who gets to work with burials and is probably cursed 93% of the time

her dream job is working on the domuztepe death pit

(don’t look up the death pit if you’re squeamish and also bc the information won’t be as good as if you dm me for the deets update: i made a post concerning The Deets, but proceed with caution, because it is about horrific deaths)

allura and matt are TAs too but matt is not super helpful if it’s not about his own field? and allura is rly intimidating. so people generally just go to shiro for help.

The Children are just undergrads BUT what they end up specializing in:

keith: warfare lmao boy loves his weapon artifacts. he’s like. A1 at identifying them too, show him an old sword and he’ll be like “oh yeah that looks like a viking design from the early 8th century”

lance: he rly…rly likes working on sites near water…like every time he gets to work on a shipwreck or anything underwater his soul grows brighter. that being said, i wanna say his specialty is in preservation and possibly curation? so during important digs he’s on site and nagging everyone to be as careful as possible

hunk: does a lot of lab work! he’s like. the king of the lab. need that sample carbon dated? hunk’s got you. need to know the composition of that ceramic? hunk’s your guy. need lipid analysis? bring it to hunk. he can even get the ancient XRD machine to work, even though no one else can figure it out. he’s a legend.

pidge: …i want to make a her a paleoethnobotanist so bad. but like. i know she wouldn’t simply bc matt’s already doing that and the independent will of second children is strong.fcuk it, she’s a paleoethnobotanist. she’s ridiculously good at identifying samples, and usually ends up helping matt with it. she’s also really into reconstructing diets and stuff and gets excited when she gets to work with stable isotope data.

bonus! shay is a geoarchaeologist who asks for hunk’s help mayyybe more often than is strictly necessary. then again, hunk will sometimes ask her opinion on samples when she’s pretty sure he’s already interpreted it perfectly. a modern romance

ok some more nonsense about them follows in no particular order

all of them are rly passionate about combating looting, collecting, and other destruction of sites. keith almost dropped a collector at a convention once. shiro held him back, but they still got kicked out bc while his back was turned allura and lance were cursing out a rly skeezy (but rich) curator.

shiro: hunk, why didn’t you stop them?hunk: [writing a paper about the museum’s poorly provenienced polynesian artifacts] what?

shiro is more careful about who he brings along to his academic conventions.

i mean. obv he also wrecks these garbage people. but with heavily researched papers n shit.

[while in undergrad]professor holt: ok class today we’re going to watch a documentary on the excavation of this famous site in the 60s!whole class: [cringing at the poor methodology]professor holt: i know, i know, we’ll roast our predecessors after the video is over

keith and pidge are huge conspiracy theorists right. like. aliens are real and out there, you know? so you’d think they’re all about those aliens built the pyramids stuff

some loser: hey you know how the aliens built the pyramids right?keith: ok listen math and astronomy existed before greece there is so much evidence showing that the egyptians themselves built their pyramids and there’s a clear progression from stepped pyramids to perfect ones and the fact that stepped pyramids appear around the world doesn’t mean anything more than making it obvious what the easiest way to build a large structure is and while we’re at it let’s talk about the nasca lines–

basically they call out Certain Theories for what they are bc…like…bro didn’t u notice that u only claim aliens abt incredible achievements when the people aren’t white

shiro: so, wait. if you don’t believe that aliens interacted with prehistoric peoples, why do you believe in them at all?pidge: because they infiltrated european politics beginning with ancient rome and have currently shifted their focus towards controlling american governmentkeith: [pulling out a Conspiracy Board] do you want to see our research, we think it could be our thesis project

like how pidge and keith are into aliens, lance deeply believes in ghosts. he’s convinced that allura has a million curses on her and the fact that she’s still perfect is evidence that she is A Goddess.

allura: lance, there’s no such thing as ghosts. you won’t be haunted or cursed if you help me handle this burial.lance: …alright, fine. only for you.[three days later]allura: [picks up phone] hello lance. how are you?lance: A TREE FELL ON MY CAR YOU LIAR

[at a historical site w shiro]lance: so uh. how many ghosts do you think are in here.shiro: oh my god, you’re just as bad as the other two.pidge: don’t group me in with that! i know ghosts aren’t real.keith: eh, they might belance: you work with violent deaths, how could you sleep at night believing in ghosts?keith: i’m not a coward like some peoplelance: !! i am not a coward!![door slams down the hall]lance and keith: [sprinting back outside]

lance gets on everybody’s case abt what they should and shouldn’t touch, and how to bag things, etc

when anyone wants a lipid or dna sample run, hunk makes sure that lance is there to make sure they properly handle the artifact sharon if you don’t wear gloves and the facemask all your research won’t count for shit

keith is The Worst at bagging and labelling his shit like. lance sometimes just makes a point of coming to his digs for the express purpose of labelling all the stuff for him.

lance: keith are you really going to make me waste shelf space on all these soil sampleskeith: [softly] lance i don’t know why the fuck we even take soil samples this isn’t my job

lance made the mistake of going to pick up boxes of artifacts from the holts on april fools day. when matt ‘tripped’ and dropped the box, it didn’t matter that it was really empty, because lance was already in tears. shiro had A Word with them. pidge and matt had to be a lot nicer to lance after that.

allura and keith work together pretty often bc. y’know. war stuff and remains tend to overlap. they’re besties with a sense of morbid humor to rival shiro’s.

allura: keith you’ll never guess what happened to this femur!keith: it looks…bad?allura: yes. the individual was killed by a boiling tar poured over the nearby wall!keith: i guess he didn’t get a heads up?allura: haha!! exactly!! or else he would’ve suffocated horribly!!both: [laughing]shiro: [hunched over faded old documents] god i wish that were me

pidge: hey lance, i was sieving through dirt from the hearth area for seeds, but i think i just found a tooth?lance: oh god ok put that back i’ll call allurapidge: dude it’s just a tooth, it might not even be human. i think we can handle it.lance: what if it is!! where do you think teeth come from pidge!!pidge: look, someone just happened to drop a tooth in the fireplace!!keith: hey guys i think i just found a skull in the hearthpidge: DAMN ITlance: AHA!!keith: not the reactions i was expecting but,

hunk: keith, i need to break off a piece of it if you want composition. you know how this works.keith: [cradling knife to his chest] but i love her

(update: here are a few bonus additions to this, since this is more or less the main post and this is main stuff)