Hello fellow insecure thirty-somethings, I have something to I would like to share with you.
I'm 31 and I don't have stable, respectable job and relationship, nor a home of my own. My family and friends are supportive, but I live in a society that looks down on all of those things. And I know not to care about that, but to truly believe that is another matter, especially when it seems that so many of my peers do have their shit together.
In some ways it's worse when you're an artist because not only do you believe you should have your shit together, you feel like you should have made it at some point. In art school I was stressed out that I was older than my fellow students - because I followed a very different path at first - and I was stressed out that some of them had exhibitions and got regular commission work before they even graduated.
But in the last six months I've been finding myself surrounded by people (mainly artists and art lovers) in their forties, fifties and sixties, and they all look at me as I would at people in their early twenties: at the start of my life.
Without even being explicit about my self-doubt, I'm being told on a regular basis how young I am, and how much time I have to figure out my way in the world. And that message is starting to really sink in, the more I hear it. These are real people with much more life experience than me, and they're telling me that it's fine that I don't have what I thought I should have yet.
So, my dear insecure thirty-somethings: you are so young and you have so much time to figure things out 💖
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🎊 w/ wiseguy plz
(*gives bag of chips* Have a good day/night)
Gimmie my chips. Also, I decided to try something different with how he talked.
Wiseguy knew before you even did.
The real question was, did he want to know? Did he want to believe it? He didn't know. Wiseguy, as his name suggests, was smart, but he also knew too much about this world.
He knew how dangerous, mean, and evil this world could be. You know why? Because he was part of it. He was part of the problem, and he was bringing a baby into it?
How much of an idiot could he be?
But then he saw the souling start to grow and felt his magic drain whenever he was near you! It made him... happy.
He laid on the bed beside you, his head resting on your stomach. "Ey, Y/n?" When he got a hum in response, he continued. "I know yo' were shocked when yo' found out dat yo' were havin' my babybones. Yo' ain't upset 'bout dat, r' yo'? I've been worried 'bout dat." he asked, rubbing your tummy.
You let out a soft laugh at the question and shake your head. "No, I'm not... I will admit that I was shocked, but not upset. How do you feel?"
He didn't respond as he thought about it. How did he feel? He breathes out slowly and lets out a soft laugh as he responds. "I think dat I'm gonna have ta git used ta dat. As o' naw, I'm pretty happy. I got a babybones, I got a great datemate... What the heck else could someone want?"
"Good answer." you tell him, leaning down to press a kiss to his skull and letting out a soft hum. He chuckles, shutting his own sockets. Maybe getting a babybones would be a good thing for him... even if he never thought he would get one.
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Profile Info, I guess
Guess it's time I made this cuz I don't wanna see certain things on here.
Okay, how do I do this...
Right, um. Hi, I post literally whatever comes to mind, which is mostly random polls and thoughts on stuff. I do post thoughts and bad art about stuff, but not usually. Call me minute, I guess that works. I go by she/her.
To be 100 percent clear, no racism, sexism, queerphobia, extremism, etc. I support LGBTQ+ communities, all that fun stuff. Also, no sexual crap on here, please. If you're into that, okay, just don't be on here because I'm not.
(Seriously, do NOT interact at ALL if that kinda stuff is what’s on your blog, please and thank you.)
I'm essentially fine with whatever you believe in, as long as it doesn't hurt anyone physically, mentally or emotionally. If you're shoving your opinion down my or someone else's throat, get out please.
Okay, moving on, I dunno how to do this, so bear with me here.
Right, so, I post polls and thoughts and stuff. I appreciate reblogs and comments, I like hearing people's ideas and perspectives. Asks are on for now, if any one at any point breaches these terms they go off.
Editing this for the first time. I do have a small fic I upload on tumblr only, might as well link that here so people don't have to scroll for it. It's called Where the Stars Don't Shine, that's also how it's tagged on here. I'll reblog the og chapter link post every time I upload a new chapter, but the master thing for it is here.
Edit: This is up on ao3 now! Link is here.
Psst. Second edit. I have ocs now. Look at my beautiful creations.
Pulsar
Loop Doup & Bloo
Wow, third edit. Here's some aus you can ask me about (expect rambling):
Narnia Au
Witch Au
Su au (very dead, but I still have ideas about it)
Truman Show au
Oh right also this here Dentist Au (it's not an au, I'm putting it here so I don't lose it again. You can stil ask questions about it tho)
Any other written ideas go under an 'au idea' or 'drabbles' tag (they're not drabbles, but that's where they go).
Yeah, that's all I can think of. I'm not a frequent poster (by that I mean I’ll be on for like 3 straight weeks and then won’t show up for a couple days), and barely anyone sees what I post, but I don't really care. Just don't send explicit or insulting crap and we'll get along fine.
(I follow the fnaf DCA fandom, and sometimes Undertale stuff. I like the Mouse Detective, Sherlock Holmes and Watson stuff, and Sonic the Hedgehog, in that order.
Oh yeah also The Amazing Digital Circus is really cool and possibly a new hyper-fixation.)
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