Legal adult since many years. Aro. Ace. Also, important note: I AM TERRIBLE WITH NAMES. If you've changed your url, I will not recognize you. These are just the facts. I'm sorry.
I tend to follow talented people, and reblog their stuff. (Also, sometimes I post things that I do. Or write. Or, you know, draw.)
New favourite way to spend money: commission talented people whose work I love to draw or write things that I want to see. (Because it generates more fanworks, which is a good thing, and I support people that I am in awe of, which is ALSO a good thing.)
son of a preacher man au. neil hargrove, god fearing, all american father of the year wanting to rub shoulders with the local church. inviting father harrington over who brings his son too .. steve asking to spend time with billy, billy knowing that the wink steve sends him when his daddy’s back is turned can only mean bad news of the sacrilegious variety. neil actively encouraging billy to spend time with steve because he might ‘straighten billy out’, which .. of course does not happen ! not in the slightest
When I was younger, I wish someone had told me straight-up that not all adults experience “a calling”. That many of them never find particular purpose in a career. That sometimes, their job is just what pays the bills and they have to seek satisfaction and fulfillment elsewhere.
Because as an adult, this pervasive notion that there exists a perfect path for everyone, that people should love what they do, and that work is meant to function as a vehicle for fulfilling a person’s grand life destiny is not only inaccurate for many of us, it can be toxic.
The ideal is so ingrained that I have to remind myself constantly I’m not a failure because I don’t adore my job, and because I’m not rocking the world with my work. That is okay.
Sometimes, work is just work. There isn’t always a perfect career path, magically waiting to be discovered. There might not be this THING you were born to do. Sometimes, you discover that what you really want to be when you grow up is “paid”.
Side note: I 100% imagine like Mike or Dustin or someone "drowning" in the background (to test if Billy is capable enough to be a lifeguard) and him just ignoring.
Sketch prompt, if you so feel inspired: A character of your choice sitting cross-legged, perhaps reading a book or working with something?
You wrote cross legged but I remembered it as legs crossed, so... Oops. Have a Billy!
the thing about the wenis, you see, is that it’s no mere earworm. Listening to, and even singing it aloud, is no guarantee of exorcising it from your brain.
Clearly the only solution is to dance it out.
(the fact that I’m atop the Space Needle is entirely coincidental and no indication that the wenis is, in fact, an alien conspiracy)
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