#late bloomer

[quietlyclearmindset]

I mind my own business and focus on what I want to experience. I go at my own pace, I don't compare myself to others and I don't internalize projections. I recognize that everyone is on their own individual journeys.

[yearningonmain]

Anybody else up mourning the loss of the experiences you were promised as a teenager/young adult but never had

[himadrisworld]

Thats enough

[samirafee]

#HIBISCUS SYRIACUS *Blue Bird*

@samirafee

[lillysandchocolate]

the lack of romantic connection makes me genuinely fell like am not a human being. i function like one and do whatever i need to do and am happy with what i have but at the and of the day i dont have anyone to talk to or to stay silent with and it makes wanna fade away cause being alone is genuinely so painfully and i think that is gonna kill me someday

[morgans-space]

some of us found out who we were slowly. not a thunderclap. just a long quiet recognition. a door opening in a room that was already furnished. and that's a valid origin story too. the slow ones count. the late ones count. you were always you.

[dreaming-jaybird]

You are genuinely my favourite dreamling fanfic writer, I love your works so much. I'm going to eat your newest fic, it's so good

AHHH thank you so much 😭😭😭❤️

That's so kind of you. I hope you enjoy the next part. Here is a little preview. The full chapter will be posted on Sunday!

“I am going to the Waking,” Dream said. His voice was wrecked, hoarse and thin and trembling at its edges. “Apologise to Lucienne for me. About the humidity.”

Matthew cocked his head. “So you’re gonna—”

“I am going to see Hob.”

A pause. Then Matthew ruffled his feathers and said, with the irreverent lightness of a creature who had long since calibrated exactly how much impertinence his sovereign would tolerate, “Well, it only took six hundred years and a biological crisis, but sure. Go get him, boss. Try not to slip on any—actually, never mind.”

Dream should have reprimanded him. On any other occasion, he would have fixed Matthew with a look that could curdle starlight and delivered a rebuke that the raven would remember for decades. But his legs were shaking and his trousers were ruined and there was a cramp building in his lower back that felt like it intended to split him in half, and he simply did not have the energy.

[bot1942]

It's weird to read a bunch of horsefem fics b/c at this point my brain has just accepted that these characters are cannon. In other news I read some tumblr post about an unnamed dark princess in Kawakami Princess's career and went "Of course, Twilight Blossom! ... Wait a sec that's an OC from late bloomer." I'm going to play Universe's career at some point and wonder where Marie is.