#moving tag

[snorlax-and-co]

I keep coming on here to write a post about what's been going on, but I can't find the words. Gus hasn't bounced back this time, we're saying goodbye to him on Friday. It doesn't feel real, I'm numb, even though it's been a long time coming. Literally the week before moving to our forever home. It was one thing that the universe took Autumn from us, but taking Gus too just feels cruel. There's so much to do before moving but I don't want to miss out on a minute with him. On top of everything we're really sick so have no spoons to do the million or so things that need doing 🫠

[a-million-usernames]

All Too Well (Intro)

Last year, @burningdownthedark hit both @leatherboundbirate and I with an idea for an au of our au, featuring All Too Well and I thought you know, I'm going to write about this. AND NO SHOCKER HERE but I'm still in the process of doing so. But this is a little smidge of a teaser. An intro to the piece, if you will.

Warnings: Daddy Kink, Power Dynamics, Professor/Student Dynamic, Gendered Pet Name(s) Word Count: 333 This is also on AO3, if you're interested in reading there.

“I don’t want to go back home—back to reality.”

The large, warm hand that rests on your bare thigh gives a reassuring squeeze as Jack looks over at you from his spot behind the wheel. The air is still tinged with a hint of summery warmth—warm enough to keep the windows down as he drives—in spite of the leaves that have already begun to change in the early Autumn days, coloring the hills in small pops of reds and yellows. Jack’s hair, now streaked with gray, tousles in the breeze as his thumb taps lightly against the wheel.

“I know, Princess.” Slowly, his foot presses down onto the brake, the car rolling to a gradual stop at the intersection. “C’mere,” he says before pouting his lips out to signal his need for more of your affection.

The scent of his cologne is much stronger now that you’re leaning across the console, a hand grazing the soft fabric of the scarf—your scarf—that hangs loosely from his neck. The more that you lean into him, the further his hand inadvertently slides up your thigh until it is disappearing beneath the flowy material of your dress, fingers grazing along your rapidly dampening underwear. A sound of satisfaction rumbles in the depths of Jack’s chest when your lips finally close the distance to meet his. The kiss is slow and unhurried complete with tongues that glide along one another and teeth that nip at plush bottom lips.

“Did you have a nice weekend,” he asks when the kiss comes to an end.

“Yes, Daddy.”

Jack is on the verge of leaning in for another kiss when a horn blares loudly from behind. His eyes shift to look at the light which has now switched to green and moves his foot off the brake to step on the gas. The hand at your thigh gives another squeeze before slipping away entirely as the sound of your mischievous giggles and the slide of his zipper fill the car’s interior.

[owlsongsandgoblinlaughs]

In the last month alone, I...

packed up my apartment in Rome

flew back to the Midwest

visited my favorite museum in Chicago in between landing and catching the train to Michigan

attended a conference literally the following day

uh, presented at that conference. probably could have practiced once or twice before doing that. um. hopefully others have forgotten about it as quickly as I have

returned to my apartment in the small post-industrial Rust Belt city I lived in for six years

got a covid booster (FINALLY), a new phone, my laptop looked at, and a bunch of medical stuff taken care of while I still had good health insurance

saw one of my dearest friends in all the world nearly every day, often all day, if not for hours at a time

coordinated hosting both my parents and my brother and his gf (not literally in my apartment, but still)

got hooded in my departmental ceremony (so cute. so glad I did it)

also saw a really great Nigerian band perform that evening

downsized and sold a bunch of things, generally for the same price I paid for them, and made back over $1000 (!!)

also gave away a lot of things, which felt lovely

packed up my entire apartment, which involved cataloguing all of my books on LibraryThing, keeping a meticulously detailed record of what went into each box (Moving Organizer Pro is a fucking gift, and well worth the .99 purchase price. I also color coded the in-house location of each box with tape), drove a uHaul van for the first time, and moved everything into a storage unit packed to the absolute brim

rescheduled train/plane combos three (??) times to give myself a bit of extra flexibility, but also the day of my departure Amtrak was running over two hours late so I had to change flights from the cab; miraculously caught the local train just as it was about to pull out of the station

missed my flight to NYC by mere minutes because I'd been snoozing and didn't hear them page me in the lounge

oh yeah, had a surprise interview in the middle of moving

eventually made it to NYC, where I hung out with friends, visited several museums, tried on every bra in Manhattan, visited a manuscript, saw a musical (Hadestown, obvi--hadn't seen it since it was still being workshopped off-Broadway! lowkey I think I preferred that version, but Orpheus was actually good for once), submitted final grades, contacted students/their academic advisors regarding unauthorized use of AI in their final papers, and met with two of them to resolve it before the end of my term of employment

went to my undergrad reunion in Philly, where I experienced many emotions, saw many old friends and acquaintances and beloved faculty, and somehow ended up with a minor leadership role (girl. why.) but also a very beautiful necklace. also I climbed a tree

returned to NYC, went to the Met for two out of the three exhibits I really wanted to see (Superfine and Sargent & Paris), and then picked up my bags from my friend's apartment in Manhattan, took the subway to Brooklyn to see other friends for about an hour before heading to the airport at around 9:30pm for my 12:30am flight, which was, inevitably, delayed

actually slept on the plane!! only for about four hours, but still. unbelievable how much that helped

landed in Rome, navigated back to my apartment with a truly silly amount of luggage, and crashed on the couch for about 9 hours

many cat cuddles

repacked my bags to get a few more things out of the way for the friend staying there from now until mid-July (this was deeply unnecessary, but perhaps I had one or two reasons for not thinking very clearly)

took the train north to Venice, rebooking twice because changing trains with large luggage at Bologna Centrale sucks

finally checked into the research center residence, realized I will not actually be able to grade AP exams this week (lol, duh. if they'd just told me the dates in a straightforward manner I could have told them that), toured the research center, unpacked, and finally got something to eat

I was on a reasonable sleeping schedule for the first two nights in Italy, but last night I slept at 2am and today woke up at 1pm, so...jet lag. fun. But I made it! It's over! I can rest!

[fishthegenderwiz]

I cancelled my internet at this apartment as of 5 Jul 2023.

That means, I cannot do anything here after that BUT clean, sort, and pack.

Drastic measures are needed so I don’t faff around for the next 6 weeks not doing shit, only to stress-sweat and panic pack mid-August. lol

The plot is to move (& clean if necessary) the appliances and items I’m selling to the north side of the apartment,  and the things I’m keeping to the south side.

No buying any groceries, I’m using what I have and only eating that stuff. It may not be fun but I gotta eat it and not move it lol.

Take down large things that take up room on the walls. Changing the scenery changes the vibe, makes it more real this is happening and needs to happen.

I give notice on Saturday, 1 Jul 2023, but probably actually tomorrow as Saturday is a holiday and I feel the landlord will be gone tomorrow to do things. Gonna text him now lol.

I haven’t moved in over 5 years, and a lot has happened since I did. This is the Next Chapter.

I’m starting to feel emotions about it, like the faintest whispers of Hope and Excitement.

[mister-finally-found-himself]

y'all I'm at my second hotel! this one has a pool!!! (I hope it's open)

[batsinurbelfrey]

IM GONNA YELL DIDNT I PACK ALL OF THESE ON MONDAY

Haunted by antique poison rings Is2g..

[dearophelia]

Unhelpful Paint Descriptions, Part 1 of Many, I’m Sure:

a light, cool, heather gray with a tinsel undertone

a deep, cool, battleship gray with an industrial undertone

a dark, bright, crystal lake blue with a night sky undertone

a dark, neutral, orchid blue with a violet undertone

a deep, pure, breezy bay blue with a twilight blue undertone

a deep, muted, fun fuchsia purple with a magenta undertone

a dark, pure, sun-soaked yellow with a dandelion undertone

a dark, pure, zesty citrus yellow with a Dijon undertone

a dark, pure, chartreuse green with an electric green undertone

a deep, muted, key lime green with a parrot green undertone

[destructivedistractions]

june 15th 2020 is the official day that i will no longer have a nazi neighbour