#Tidying Up

[chaosclimber]

konmari

The room was a complete disaster. Dream stood in the doorway, watching Hob sort through, piece by piece, what looked like every article of clothing they owned, all piled on top of the bed. It bewildered him–they’d been together long enough, Dream knew Hob’s cleaning methods. And while the process was never a tidy or streamlined one, it wasn’t….this. Hob tended to Roomba-clean, bouncing from task to task as he realized each one needed doing.

This was…oddly focused, despite the absolute mountain of clothes on the bed. He was sticking with clothes, sorting them into three piles. 

“So…what is going on here?”

Hob glanced over, and smiled widely–he always did when he saw Dream, and it never failed to make his heart flutter. Even after all these years. “Well, remember a little while ago everyone was going crazy for Marie Kondo and her method?”

Dream furrowed his brow, thinking back. The name sounded familiar, but where did he hear it? The memory hit all at once, and suddenly the way Hob was sorting made sense. “...Dearheart…that was ten years ago. It was before we even met.”

“...Yeah. A little while ago. Isn’t that what I said?” 

…Fair enough, when ‘the other day’ in their household could mean anything from yesterday to five years ago. 

“Anyway, I finally decided to give it a try. Can’t be any worse than my normal method, right?”

Dream raised an eyebrow, but refused to rise to the bait. He watched silently for several moments, as Hob picked a garment from the pile, considered for a moment, then folded it carefully and placed it in one of three piles. 

And then he picked one of Dream’s shirts. It was quickly added to the largest pile to the left, but not before Dream could spot it. “...You have all of our clothes in there?”

“Well, no. This one just…managed to get in my side of the dresser. Somehow.” As if the other man didn’t routinely steal his clothes. Dream never quite understood it, given Hob was so much broader than him–he most certainly could not pull off the whole ‘stealing your partner’s clothes to wear’ thing. But it rarely bothered him, so he smiled fondly, then stepped into the room properly. “Alright. Can I help?”

“...Yeah, d’you wanna start putting the clothes in that pile” He pointed back at the big pile “back in the dresser? The middle one’s donate and the last one’s are for the poor dears who’ve done their time.” Hob grinned, shifting to make room for Dream. There was still plenty of sorting to do, but at the very least, not having to deal with the piles afterward would streamline things.

Dream was glad to see that the other piles were still sizable, even if the pile of stuff that was staying was still the largest. “...do you plan on doing this with your hobby supplies, as well, or just your clothes?”

“We’ll see how I like it at the end. It feels weird staying this focused and not bouncing off to another task, but I know we need the bed tonight, so…”

They lapsed into companionable silence, working seamlessly together. Two hours of straight tidying–probably a record in their household, in all honesty. Dream glanced over as Hob plopped onto the bed in a huff. “...I miss the kids.”

He had wondered if that was the culprit for the sudden cleaning-fit. It had been a good distraction from how quiet the house seemed now, empty of rowdy teenagers. He sat carefully next to Hob, wrapping an arm around his shoulder and pulling him close so his head would rest on Dream’s shoulder. “I know. I do, too. But this is good for them.” 

“...Who’s going to eat us out of house and home, now?”

That won a small, surprised chuckle out of Dream. “Well. You’re welcome to try, Robert Aeturnus-Gadling. But I, for one, relish the lower grocery bill.” He smiled as that won a small, watery laugh from Hob in return. He squeezed Hob’s shoulder. “They promised they’d call every week. We’ll hear from them before you know it, and they’ll probably come over for the holidays.”

“It’s not enough.”

“I know. But it has to be.”

“...When did you get so wise?” Hob sniffled a bit, turning into Dream’s embrace.

“I haven’t the faintest clue.”

[monbons]

Six Sentence Sunday

Thanks for the tag @talentpiper11! I forgot it was Sunday because...well...summer. Your tidbits were lovely!

I have been keeping busy today by trying to find an organizational system for all my sewing supplies. My previous organizational system was literally just a massive Joann's plastic bag filled with fabric scraps, thread, pipecleaners, etc that I kept in my basement closet (can you see in the lower right corner?).

Now that it seems I am going to be engaging in more frequent sewing projects, I wanted something more aesthetically pleasing and functional. So...I brought by teacher desk home, put it in my bedroom, and am in the process of organizing both sewing and writing things.

It's very much a work in progress, but I'm excited about it!

In fic news, hopefully you are all caught up on the TWO chapters of The Eternal Life of Baz Pitch I posted on Friday. We are now in the home stretch! This Friday is the second to last chapter (15 is a short epilogue and will be posted with 14 because I am not interested in the hate mail I would receive if I left you with 14’s ending!!!).

Given that we are now in “climax of the story” territory, you can only have six (mostly) non-consecutive sentences. Find them below the cut:

“A lifetime is so short, Simon,” Baz whispers.

It seems only fitting that Simon Snow’s birthday is also the summer solstice, the only day each year when the sun chases off darkness and keeps it at bay for what seems like a lifetime.

He refuses to look at the dark, to let him see the pain in his soul at the image he’s painted. 

“I’d like to contaminate you with my spit!” Shepard calls out yet again, before a loud smack and a yelp echo throughout the apartment.

“You have lived hundreds of years and yet you remain as naive as the day I met you.”

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[seiwas]

there's this sound (in my chest), and it only beats when you're around

[series. ongoing. 4.5k wc. canon-adjacent. slow burn. friends to lovers.] ···· part i of slow burn iwa, wherein you and iwaizumi become friends, then maybe a little bit more.

this masterlist is listed in chronological order of the events in the story. *some works have been ⊘ privated ⊘ for reconstruction. i will be reposting them once done.

1. next time, if it rains [784 wc. 1st year high school. friendship. old link.] ···· iwaizumi waits for you on a rainy afternoon.

2. ⊘ in bright teal ···· iwaizumi isn't used to this kind of attention.

3. ⊘ with two hands to hold ···· iwaizumi might just be one of the best people you know. 

4. ⊘ those small powdered things ···· iwaizumi celebrates his 17th birthday.

tag: #tts(imc)

↪ part ii - (keep me) steady, hold me gently

[mmogurl]

Master List

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[amypihcs]

I thought to this story while waiting for my bus this morning so here we are! You are in to suffer it thanks to @calaisreno and their May Prompts!

I am that kind of person, so yeah, i am like Holmes a lot. I imagined out usual three granada boys for this and i was really picturing Ted's fond, smiling face as i wrote the last part. His and Jeremy's smiles and laughs!

This fic is dedicated to my mother and my aunt Rosetta, i love them so much and yeah, i will tidy up my room... in the near future.

Making a nuisance of myself!

@usergreenpixel, @i-dont-talk-for-days-on-end, @tyrannosaurusnacks, @louieclamlent, @cackled0g, @rainbow-person, @contact-guy i though to your musgrave ritual comic, so you get included!, @skyriderwednesday, @fruitviking, @r2y9s-notartblog, @blistering-typhoons, @uygfiug, @geeoharee, @its-notlupus, @sherlock-is-ace

[dailydungeondelves]

I can't put these back, I'm still using them!

[yours-trudy]

Joke's on Sandra. The coffee's in the cupboard.

[compulsivedragon]

I finally submitted my application for hoarding cleanup! I really really struggled to take this step and I hope that I can afford their quote when I get it.

[hearth-and-veil]

This whole thing of moms shitting on Marie Kondo just pisses me the fuck off. I can never tell who moms hate more, childfree women or other mothers.

If any of these women actually understood her philosophy and what she was doing, they wouldn't be laughing and high fiving because "oh see, you didn't know anything, you were wrong about everything, being a mom does mean it's impossible to clean!"

She never said it was easy. Like. That's the entire point of her system: cleaning is HARD. Her method was about trying to make cleaning easier for people so that they could spend more time doing other things. It was literally about trying to help people have to tidy up as little as possible because that's not what life is about.

As she explains in her books, she finds tidying up calming and she does it for fun. Her mission is to find new ways to improve the process to make everything easier and more effective. When she said she has stopped tidying up since having kids, that isn't her saying that she's let her house get trashed because mothers can't have a clean house, it's impossible. She's saying she stopped constantly doing it as a hobby because now she has something more important to occupy her time: her kids. I guarantee you, her house is still tidy.

This woman has spent her life joyfully trying to help all of us with something we find soul sucking and tiresome. Show some fucking respect.

[shtish]

As always, feel free to elaborate in the tags!

[sc4bpuppy]

My mom requested that I send before and after photos of my apartment clean-up

I'm about to take a food break after I clean up the kitchen a bit so here's my progress so far:

[laestoica]

[seiwas]

(keep me) steady, hold me gently

[series. ongoing. 9.5k wc. post-canon. slow burn. friends to lovers. long distance.] ···· part ii of slow burn iwa, wherein you and iwaizumi go through the tending, growing, and loving.

this masterlist is listed in chronological order of the events in the story. *some works have been ⊘ privated ⊘ for reconstruction. i will be reposting them once done.

1. ⊘ after hours ···· in the quiet, iwaizumi loves loudly.

2. ⊘ color theory ···· iwaizumi decides his favorite color on you.

3. ⊘ by your name only ···· 6+1 times you call iwaizumi by his name, and he by yours.

tag: #(km)s

↩ part i - there's this sound (in my chest), and it only beats when you're around

[lotro-tooltips-daily]

[soullikethesea]

I'm going to do today and I'm going to be okay. T was so thoughtful and on top of her game these last two sessions. It feels heartbreaking to "leave" her for two weeks now (and for my long trip this Summer).

There's a bit of a storm coming for me with work - a big peak. So I really need to focus the next weeks and make sure I can get it done. Today is the scary meeting. We'll see.

I really need a bit more rest in my mind and body. Yesterday I finally did some tidying up (Marie Kondo) and that helped.

But right now it's also the young parts, confused and scared. I wish I knew how to calm them down. It's just going to be one day at a time for a while.

[potatowes]

My plush art

Putting some stuff in one place since I've been sewing a little more often as of late:

Most Recent:

Void Termina, fluffy god

Magolor amigurumi

Blipper

King Dedede(64)

Dimitri Zelda Oracles

Manager Magolor

Chilly

Traitor Magolor

Chi-Yu

Helper Magolor + Kirby

Dream Buffet Kirby (Magolor Colors)

Dream Buffet Kirby (Kirby Colors)

Landia Plushie 2.0

Waddle Dee (64)

Landia Plushie 1.0