life in cardboard

Five Things

I was tagged by @stanniskingofwesteros - thank you dear

five things in my bag:

  • keys
  • wallet
  • pens
  • tissues
  • dice

five things in my bedroom:

  • bed
  • books
  • movies
  • 3 swords
  • life-size cardboard Thorin

five things I’ve always wanted to do:

  • travel to New Zealand
  • travel to Australia
  • have a ride in real rally car
  • work in a movie theatre
  • have a tattoo

five things that make me happy:

  • reading
  • movies
  • friends
  • travelling
  • my godson

five things i’m currently into:

  • The Hobbit
  • Hannibal
  • Beauty and the Beast
  • photographing
  • Harry Potter (only because I’m rereading those books)

five things on my to-do list:

  • searching shoes for my cousin’s wedding
  • planning my summer holiday
  • trying to work less (way too many extra hours lately)
  • re-organising my bookshelf
  • reading more again

I’m tagging: @marrasquutamo @oninha @circusgifs @ghisborne

You can’t convince me that Lance didn’t have a giant Shiro poster on one of the walls in his and Hunk’s dorm back at the garrison

Through the Years (Part 1)

Summary: Through mysterious circumstances, you find yourself exchanging letters with a man who lived 70 years in the past.

Word Count: 1,404

Warnings: None. 

A/N: I’m in love with this idea, and I hope you all like it. Thank you to the beautiful Bella for reading this over for me @thenightmarebeforebucky. And to my angel, Lyds, for always being there to plan things out with me @khaleesinarylfiel

Originally posted by jokerxxisxxbaexxx

The last boxes were packed, everything you had called your life neatly wrapped in cardboard, all of it labeled, ready to be moved wherever you would call your next home. Giving a soft sigh, you stood by the threshold of the apartment you had called your own for the last five years and smiled. It was all bittersweet. Excited for something new, you knew you were taking a step forward into your future, your happiness. Yet you couldn’t help but to feel a little sad at leaving this tiny place that had seen you cry, laugh, despair, and even fall in love with the man you now called your fiancé.

Before you was what you had made the common living room. It used to house your first set of furniture, the one you had bought after saving for months, after sitting on lawn chairs you had picked up from a yard sale when you had first moved into the city. But this room was empty now, the light from the setting sun coming in through the window and you could see the dust swirling through the air.

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August Burns Red

BTS Taehyung / Words: 6,573 / Warnings: language, smut
@taehyungunicorn requested: Could you do a oneshot where the boys (BTS) have recently moved in next door and Taehyung likes reader. Can you make Tae a fuckboy personality? and one day they go out and Taehyung gets horny watching her eat a popsicle and they go to his place and fuck an he’s super gentle and sweet unlike his bad boy looks?
A/N: here babe, im so sorry this took almost 2 months but I hope you like it! 


You let out a short breath of air and straightened your back after setting down a particularly heavy box - probably containing some random kitchen appliances - and you rested your hands on your hips as you gazed around at your living room. Your life was contained in cardboard boxes that covered the floor and were stacked up on the walls, waiting to be opened and have their contents sorted into your new apartment. The cozy furniture set that your parents had bought as a housewarming gift was the only thing visible, and even the couch and chairs had a few packed items scattered on them for the sake of convenience. In hindsight, you probably should’ve enlisted some more help for the move, but you had been too set on doing absolutely everything by yourself when it came to your new place. You were so unashamedly proud of the fact that you had done the entire lease on your own, and you had high hopes for the new semester and internship ahead of you. You promised to yourself that you’d be unbeatable, and nothing would stand in your way. Not even the ten boxes that were still sitting down two flights of stairs, waiting to be hauled up.

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No one asked but here are some stories I have from working in retail:

- I worked at Starbucks, and this old man came in to order something for his granddaughter, but apparently she only told him what it was once and he had never set foot in a Starbucks in his life. So he gets up to the counter and proceeds to order a “grande caramel filipino.” When we finally figured out he wasn’t being racist we realized he was trying to order a frappucino and I still can’t think about it without laughing

- I managed a candy store for a while, and the store opened at 10 AM. In addition to candy we also sold lots of life-size cardboard cutouts, which we displayed all over the store. One day I arrive at 9:30 to open up, and there’s a family with young kids hangin’ out at the bench across the way. I go about my business unlocking the door, then as soon as I open it, I hear the mom yell “ITS OPEN, BOYS” and three screaming kids run right past my legs and into the store, which is almost pitch black and very cold. While I’m wondering how to handle this (and what parents think it’s acceptable to let their children run into an unopened store) I hear three small, bloodcurdling screams, followed by the boys running out of the store in terror. Apparently, they ran right into our cardboard cutout of jabba the hut and it fell on top of them.

- We had to kick out a 90 year old woman when I worked at a movie theater because she refused to let us check inside her bag, even though we explained the new policy, that we check everyone’s bag and that we were only doing it for her safety and the safety of others. This saggy crypt keeper in her pastel church suit starts shouting insults at every employee she sees, screaming about how “I HAVE BEEN COMING HERE FOR FORTY YEEEEARS” and “How DARE you suggest i’m some sort of CRIMINAL!” “I AM A GOD FEARING WOMAN!” She goes on like this for twenty minutes, so long that one of the managers literally ASSIGNS someone to sit at the ticket booth and listen to her yell. Finally, when she’s all screamed out, her husband (who hasn’t spoken a word this ENTIRE time) gently takes her by the elbow and leads her away, before turning to smile and mouthing a “thank you” in our direction. It was cryptic and two years ago and i still think about it all the time

There’s these two art teachers at my school who have this life size cardboard cut out of Edward Cullen. For years now, they’ve been hiding it in random places in their classroom to scare the each other.

shamelessgaylord  asked:

The prompt 131. Sterek. I just started following you because of your amazing writing. It's super duper good. And you just need to now that I'm really awed by it.

Thank you so much!! That really means a lot to me. And I’m sorry it took me so long to get to your prompt, but hopefully you enjoy this bit of College AU misunderstandings and fluff that it inspired :)

Sterek #131 from this prompt list


Derek has let the boys in room 309 get away with a lot over the past semester, but this might finally test the limits of his patience.

The thing is, he’s not the most unreasonable Resident Advisor on campus. He knows he was a bit of a hardass last year, before he figured out how to balance the job with his overly ambitious course load. And he knows that the students who live on his floor are equally afraid of him as they are likely the ones behind the rumors that he’s a eunuch.

But he has a staunch ‘live and let live’ policy that most of them are too grateful for to complain about. As long as he doesn’t have to deal with the fallout of their hijinks, and gets left alone in relative peace, he doesn’t care what they do. And he would, honestly, really rather not know the gory details of it all anyway.

It’s a philosophy not unlike the one Derek applies to his personal life, such as it is. Over the years, he’s found that his day-to-day existence runs a whole lot smoother if people just leave him the hell alone and let him return the favor by burying himself in his books and leaving them the hell alone right back.

The boys in room 309 are so far the only ones who have decided to actively push at the limitations of this system. 

Violation after violation–from the time McCall harbored five different stray animals in there for an entire month, to the time Stilinski started charging random passersby for life advice with a cardboard “the doctor is in” sign on their door, and actually turned a not-insignificant profit because everyone thought he was collecting for charity–and Derek has let it all slide.

Not this time.

“Shut up,” he says the moment he reaches where Stiles is fidgeting in the hallway outside his locked dorm room.

Stiles scoffs. “Rude.

“It’s one thirty in the morning on a Wednesday. I’m allowed.” He pulls his master key out of his pocket and makes to open the door, but Stiles leans forward with a small smirk and a twinkle in his eye.

“Come on, you know you love our little late night chats.”

God help Derek, he actually does. Secretly, very deep down, he kind of does. Or, well, he would, if they didn’t take place a handful of hours before his alarm is set to go off.

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On this day in music history: June 1, 1967 - “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band”, the eighth studio album by The Beatles is released. Produced by George Martin, it is recorded at Abbey Road Studios and Regent Sound Studios in London from December 6, 1966 - April 21, 1967. Following the innovative and successful “Revolver”, The Beatles further push the boundaries of popular music, with the aid of producer Martin, employing the use outside musicians, and various advanced studio techniques to augment their sound. Mid way through the sessions, Paul McCartney comes up with the concept of The Beatles taking on the guise of “Sgt. Pepper” as being an alter ego for themselves, giving them more freedom to be experimental musically and visually. The recording takes over 400 hours of studio time to complete. The albums iconic cover art is designed by artists Peter Blake and Jann Haworth (photographed by Michael Cooper) features The Beatles dressed in military style uniforms backed by a collage of life sized cardboard cutouts of famous people. Original LP pressings come with a custom psychedelic inner sleeve designed and painted by Dutch design collective The Fool (Simon Posthuma and Marijke Koger). It is released to unanimous praise, and regarded as one of the most influential albums of all time. “Pepper” is nominated for seven Grammy Awards, winning four including Album Of The Year in 1968. First released on CD in 1987 to coincide with the twentieth anniversary, it is remastered and reissued on CD in 2009. The mono version, regarded by many including The Beatles themselves to be the superior mix, is finally released on CD in 2009. The stereo version is remastered and reissued on 180 gram vinyl in 2012, with the mono version following in 2014. Both vinyl releases replicate the original UK LP packaging. For its fiftieth anniversary, it receives new stereo and 5.1 surround remixes, reconstructing the multi-tracks digitally from the session work tapes stored in the Abbey Road tape archive. As the four track masters were composited from previous submasters, many songs required as many as four tape to tape pre-mixdowns before the final mixes were made. As a result of the multiple bounces, the clarity and presence of many overdubs were diminished, particularly the drum tracks. The new stereo, DTS and Dolby Digital 5.1 surround remixes by Giles Martin, reveal a fuller and more natural balance in stereo, rather than the hard left/right panning of the original stereo mixes. “Pepper” is reissued on May 26, 2017 in three configurations, as a two CD, double vinyl and a four CD + DVD and Blu-ray deluxe edition box set. “Sgt. Pepper’s Lonely Hearts Club Band” spends fifteen weeks at number one on the Billboard Top 200, is certified 11x Platinum in the US by the RIAA, is inducted into the Grammy Hall Of Fame in 1993, and is selected for preservation by the National Recording Registry Of The Library Of Congress in 2003.

anonymous asked:

My history teacher senior year was obsessed with George Washington's calves and after three years of having for a teacher, when we graduated the whole class bought her a life-sized George Washington cardboard cutout that has a little speech bubble that says "I do declare that I have wonderful calves" so that's. that's in my school forever now.

Be proud

Send my muse one of the following texts to see how they react:

[text] I can’t take you seriously when you’re using that many emojis. 
[text] Im not drunk eveyone is just blurry
[text] Could you be anymore dramatic? 
[text] You need more friends… or a therapist… 
[text] All you do all day is sit around and google pictures of baby animals! 
[text] I just miss you. That’s all. 
[text] New rule.. every time you say his name I get to punch you.
[text] You’re going to hell for sure now. 
[text] Why is there a life size cardboard cut out of Harry Styles in my bedroom?
[text] I really don’t care… 
[text] Oh no, I’m not doing that again.
[text] I’ve seen every episode of Grey’s Anatomy like 3 times. I practically have a PhD.
[text] Do whatever you want. I don’t even care anymore. 
[text] Can’t talk now.. too busy eating ice cream and watching House Hunters International. 
[text] We’re not watching Frozen again. 
[text] I have no idea what you’re talking about… 
[text] You’ve got waaaay too much time on your hands. 
[text] Are you trying to bribe me with sex? 
[text] I just don’t think moving in together is a very good idea…
[text] Because you’re pissing me off! 
[text] You left your sweatshirt here. It’s mine now. 
[text] I need to tell you something but you have to promise not to get mad. 
[text] What did I say about sending me pictures like that while I’m at work? 
[text] Wait… are you serious?
[text] I accidentally just called my mom a bitch to her face and now I have to run away.
[text] I’m just saying that you look a lot better without clothes on!
[text] I know that we don’t always get along but I really do miss you. 
[text] Pictures or it didn’t happen! 
[text] I’ll accept apologizes in the form of food or sex. 
[text] I’m sorry I’m sorry I’m sorry please just pick up the phone.
[text] That’s really inappropriate… 
[text] I don’t know if I should be embarrassed or proud… 
[text] You’ll never guess who just texted me. 
[text] I hate my life right now about as much as Robert Pattinson hates Twilight.