#blog series

[amethyst-draws09]

Just to let you know with the ask series

All asks do get answered btw

#1 there is a story. Minor one. But there is one

#2 (As always all asks are answered with art

It will be done digitally and hand drawn depending on many factors.

The rules are

#1 no nsfw (duh)

#2 no making fun of my art pls. I know it ain’t the best but I’m trying over here 😭

#3 don’t spam. If your question isn’t being answered it’s most likely because I’m working on it.

#4. Have fun! I can’t wait to do this again! I did one a while back but now it’ll be with colour and better quality art! Hope you enjoy 😇

#smiling critters #dogday #poppy playtime #catnap #art #ask #doodle #blog #ask me anything #kickinchicken #blog series

[tryslora]

On Being a Neurodiverse Creative: Introduction

Welcome to a series of posts (randomly posted—don’t expect a schedule out of me) on the subject of being a Neurodiverse Creative. About how being ND and creative at the same time affects my life and how I do things. How being ND can be both a superpower and a curse all at once.

To that end, let’s start this series with a proper introduction.

Hi there. I’m Tris, and I have ADHD. 

I just received my formal diagnosis this year. I’m 55 years old, and I’ve spent my entire life relying on coping mechanisms and workarounds, but it was only after my son started dealing with his own ADHD that I started to recognize that maybe, just maybe, I had developed those workarounds because of ADHD.

But I couldn’t be ADHD, could I? I tested well (so did my son…). I mean. I struggled with reading comprehension, and memorizing history dates felt impossible, but I got great grades as long as I cared about the subject. I was good at making lists, and I could get things done. Although I am a pack rat, and a mess, and if it wasn’t interesting, it just kept slipping to the bottom of the list, and oh… Ohh.

When I got my official diagnosis, my evaluator and I talked for a while. We had two sessions. One was the informal questions, one was the formal questionnaire required for diagnosis. Afterward she said that she was surprised I had never been diagnosed before. I blame it on my age, and on the fact that I was raised as a girl in the 80s. I was well-spoken, and quiet. My inability to sit still only translated into sitting on my feet and changing position, not running around the room. I talked a lot (too much, and was punished at one point by being separated from every other student so I couldn’t possibly chat wth anyone), right up until I learned I could read in class instead. 

I flew under the radar, and I developed those aforementioned coping mechanisms, and everything was great, until suddenly… it wasn’t.

So here I am at the age of 55 and I’m really looking hard at all my past habits. My past productivity. Things that worked then and don’t now, and vice versa. Places where my brain just STOPS and nopes out of a task. I am analyzing everything I do, and how I do it, and trying to understand myself better.

And I thought, as one does, that maybe I should do some of this analysis in public. Where other people can see it, and possibly benefit from it. Or at least, perhaps, feel like they are not so alone.

Because that last is a big deal. There have been so many times along my creative journey where I felt like I was one person feeling a certain way, and meeting one other person who also had the same problem/thought/etc. allowed me to break past whatever block it had caused.

So that’s who I am. I’m Tris. I have ADHD. I am still trying to figure out how to make it work as I try meds, as I get older, as day job and life stress get to me. And as things change, y’all are welcome to come along for the ride.

#neurodiversity #writing #amwriting #blog series #nd creative series

[cheshire-silent-cat]

Wild Flower Pt 3

Neteyam x fem!na’vi reader

Pairing: neteyam x y/n

Warning: you are fine, however if you decide to follow this series ⚠️ minors dni ⚠️ viewers digression is advised.

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Getting home he shared the news with his brother and mother at seperate times, his mother just happy to live a peaceful life with her family looked forward to meeting you, Lo’ak on the other hand teased his brother without mercy asking for tips to get tsireya to notice him “wel baby brother the trick is to simply be me” they both laughed, “let’s hurry up I’m meeting her by the beach soon” Lo’ak made kissing noises as he watched his older brother jog off into the distance, he reached the beach upon his arrival he was met with aonung, rotxo and a group of other males leaving the beach giggling.

neteyam waited a while and in a not so far distance he say a hand frantically waving, your skin tone far to unique not to be recognised, he figured that it was not sign language so he dove into the water swimming to you, you signalled to him that a pile of rocks had your leg trapped preventing you from swimming up to get air, exhausted by all your struggling your body began slowing down, seeing this neteyam rushed to help struggling to lift all the rocks that caged your ankle, after a short while neteyam was able to easily move these rocks and your drag you up to the surface “what happened” “anunong and his friends” you panted trying to make sense of your words, reaching the beach you fell on your knees “y/n!!” You observed the back of your left leg where you felt so much pain, you reached a point with a distinct bite mark and spoke slowly, “pitcher fish, must have gotten its venom in me while I was fighting to get…away…from the-“ unable to finish your last word your passed out, neteyam quickly picked you up and took you to the tsahik where the olo’eyktan stood by her, as well as anunong and tsireya and even his father “y/n!!” Ronal said walking to her quickly “what happened” toniwari asked concerned for his niece, assisting in laying you down on the healing mat “why don’t you ask this txìm (ass)” neteyam spoke as he moved forward to anunong inches away from him, “me, what did I-“ “because of your sick joke she got bit by a pincher fish” every word spoken in an enraged tone “that wasn’t supposed to happen we intended to keep her there only till the earthly dusk” anonung shaken up by this new found fear he saw within neteyam’s eyes, “there wasn’t supposed to be a plan in the first place” a snarl followed every word he spoke as he pressed his middle finger against the chest of anunong, “neteyam, that’s enough” Jake said almost unable to hide his pride for his son. “She is weak, we need to monitor her this night to ensure nothing goes wrong only eywa can give her the strength to overcome this” ronal said massaging your leg to ensure she has gotten all the venom out “you can’t do that in your condition” tonowari protested, helping his wife back up to her feet “I’ll do it I created this mes-” anunong said but interrupted by neteyam “you have done enough” he moved towards you and knelt beside you, “sun of sully my orders were clear you were to stay away from-“ tonowari began but was interrupted by ronal who placed a hand upon his chest and spoke “Fwäkì ke fwefwi nìpxi mì+ txele -yä tìyawn” (Mantis doesn’t whistle, don’t expect someone to do something that isn’t in their inherent nature especially in matters of love). Tonowari softened as the sight of neteyam concentrating on only you. “Fine, I’ll leave them to the protection of the great mother.

And with that the royal family left the healing pod, Jake sat beside his son placing his hand on his shoulder “that was badass” the strange compliment earned a laugh from the two men “you should have since anunong from my angle the guy looked like he was gonna piss himself” the laughter went on “I’m proud of you son” “thank you father” “no I mean it, look I don’t know where this thing you have going on here will lead but today you found something worth fighting for and you fought, you didn’t back down, you will make a great warrior” “thank you father” “if you need anything you can stop at the hut to get me, and before I forget, that’s the girl who saved your life before so I approve” neteyam smiled as he watched his father leave him, that night neteyam spent it kissing your fingers and telling you stories, he would shake at every turn and every movement you made in your sleep, fighting off the feeling of drowsiness the best he could.

The next morning ronal walked into the healing pod to find you sitting up awake and confused but neteyam hands wrapped around your waist asleep on your thighs, “I see you ronal” “I see you y/n, we thank eywa for your health” following her was anunong who apologised to you, and then he apologised to neteyam, still on your thigh neteyam rolled he body to face away from anunong “skxawng” you pinched him and he immediately jumped to an upright sitting position shaking away his sudden childish before he reached out his hand and shook anunong’s in a new found respect for one another.

Since the olo’eyktan had removed his restraint on your relationship with neteyam, you seemed to always be in his arms when you both weren’t working either he was holding your hand , or had his hand around your waist, or his tail wrapped around your leg, he seemed to love physical contact. But what he loved even more than that was the privilege he had to parade you as his, your scent constantly mixed with his, due to your previous illness the community was mostly stagnant with its feeding portions being decreased and the herbs not being delivered to the healers. When you did return, the community began to truly see the importance of you to the clan, and because of this some people treated you better but not all, they warmed up to the sully’s much better but it wasn’t enough for neteyam, several males shamelessly tried courting you and it pissed neteyam off, some did it in his presence but neteyam was always able to keep his feelings of jealousy under control. He couldn’t be mated with you until he fulfilled all the requirements according to the metkayina laws in order to pay respects to the culture of his new clan he must get the blessings of both the tsahik and the olo’eyktan, as well as build a pod to raise a family in, as a warrior in training he must become a full fledged warrior and with that he will be able to court you and mate with you as he would be marrying into royalty there will be a tìmuntxa ftxozä (marriage celebration). Neteyam especially hated how you were right overworked and he tried his hardest to provide you with breaks or moments to relax.

Laying on the floor of the cave staring at the blooming flowers that brightened up the already lit up cave, you raised your finger poking the petal softly, then tucking your chin into the folds of your arm you watched the flowers with adoration, “teyam aren’t they beautiful” “they are, but I’m more interested in you” you giggled and rolled your eyes landing at the back of the cave that seemed to be dim, you crawled over quickly to check what had happened, and when you did you froze up, to you the site was horrifying, there it laid a dead flower, brown and cold while the others had a glow that radiated heat but the flower could easily be dissolved in heated water, your lips quivered as you slowly picked up the flower holding it against your chest, tears stinging your eyes you looked at your boyfriend with a shaky voice you said “what do I do???” The scene crushed neteyam’s heart and confused him a bit, you rode a predator, slept in a cave,you were fierce but you get upset over a flower why where they do special, these were thoughts that crossed his mind but he did not dare start pondering on them, you needed him and he wanted to be you, “let’s bury it here so it can return to eywa, your softened expression looking at neteyam, in the state you were in you reminded him of tuk, he dug up the soil and you buried the follower using your hands to sweep the already dug out hider back into the whole. He pulled your head to his chest and you nuzzle your body into his, your height difference adding comfort to the moment he rested his head on your, thinking of ways to make you feel better, then he had an idea.

Dragging you by the hand down the beach like a toddler as you moped, head bowed, walking lazily behind him. You both reached a sudden stop and your head shot up in fright as you to the cries of his ikran, you jumped behind him peeking your head over his broad shoulders, a habit you had developed over the course of your relationship when’re he introduced you to new things like tricks from the forest that you found fascinating. He guided your hand slowly touching the face of the creature, he then made the bond and mounted the creature, offering a hand to you, hesistant you took his hand, he pulled you unto the ikran, your small frame sitting infront of him, his large muscular arms caging you to the creature. The ikran took off your eyes slowly opening to the sight, excited by the view you screamed, neteyam trying to impress you, attempted hoops and flips and although most were successful he concluded that it would be best if he did not do any tricks, just to keep you safe. The view was marvellous and you could not get enough, I mean you were actually flying over your village you could see everything, the glitter on the sea, the smoothness of the sand, the beauty of your village and all the animals your people coexisted with, you stretched your hand out attempting to catch the clouds rendering your hand wet, you looked ahead, in the direction of the sun, it seemed so reachable, you closed your eye’s, inhaling the calming air around you. The ikran landed and your boyfriend jumping down from the creature, grabbed you by the waste, helping you to come down as well.

For the next few days both you and neteyam were exhausted, warrior training for your boyfriend was becoming brutal by the day and as for you, the harvest celebration was coming up and a larger number of your people wanted beaded tops and jewellery, this was a celebration common for the females finding “the one”, you were glad that this year you could spend it with neteyam. The previous years were never as kind, not only would men court you for the purpose of sex alone, women made an effort to stay away, you didn’t want to embarrass your family by standing next to them so you were always alone, standing at the corner for the whole event. Your chores might have been hard but you were certain that you loved neteyam you missed spending special moments with him, these days spending time with him is more of a napping date Than anything else. Laying on your hip as you laid on your mat.

#avatar #neteyam x reader #neteyam x you #neteyam x y/n #neteyam x na'vi!reader #neteyam x omaticaya!reader #long post #sully family #avatar way of water #navi reader #kiri avatar #navi avatar #blog #blog series #fanfic #avatar fanfiction

[queenchezzie]

Thoughts of a Hebrew Israelite Woman #1

Misrepresentation is one of the most frustrating things. A fact that I'm coming to experience. Between Kyrie Irving, Kanye West, Twitter and the rest of the world on their experience with the Black Hebrew Israelites.

The first thing that I would like to say is that there are two diffrent camps or thought processes of the Hebrew Israelites. The main difference would be Jesus. I'll refer to them as BHI, purely to make this easier. The ones that people are familiar with believe in the Old and New testament. So for example kosher foods. Most Christians eat pork. A very non kosher food. A common thing that I've heard is because Jesus fulfilled the old covenant, so they can. The BHI don't necessarily believe that. Or they believe the laws of the Old Testament should still be followed. Along with Holy Days etc.

Then you have the Hebrew Israelites. I will refer to them/me as HI. We follow the old testament. The simplest comparison I can make is we are like the Jews. Holy days, dietary laws. All of it. Just from being on the internet the HI don't seem to be well known. The people I meet or see online seem to all follow the BHI way. But that's beside the point.

(The more I write the more topics I want to cover.) I wanted to be very clear about this. Unfortunately everytime I see anything about Hebrew Israelites it's in a negative light. As I literally write this sentence I'm making up my mind to make a little blog series about this. So hey if you made it this far.

Next Topic: Hebrew Israelites antisemitism

I want to apologize for the people who have negatively been impacted by the BHI. I know that most people have already made up their mind. So this really goes out to the people who are going to be receptive. We aren't all like this. Nor do we agree with their methods. Israelites are a people about peace. Their methods as far as I'm concerned aren't of God. Unfortunately negativity gets the most press.

My credit is I was born and raised in this way of life

#kyrie irving #kanye west #judaism #jewish #antisemitism #hebrew #israelites #black hebrew israelites #hebrew israelites #blog series #religion #religious violence #black jews

[insanityonrainbowisle]

IORI's Backstory

The Insanity Spell - IORI’s Backstory

Many, many years ago, before this stupid script was created and when the land first emerged from the sea, it happened to be that a spell was about, searching for something to have an effect on. As it came upon Rainbow Isle, it was able to take effect. Not much is known about this spell, but it is believed that it stated:

“After slightly over a decade after intelligent life comes into existence on this land, there shall be insanity like no other; zany events will be commonplace, and everything will be overrun with madness; That is, until the intelligent life steps up to the plate, to allow the land to continue to exist and thrive.” (hm)

Hundreds of years passed, and, soon enough, “intelligent life” did come into existence on Rainbow Isle; marbles (wow). They all lived in peace and harmony (cliché alert) for a long time (outside of the occasional Maroon encounter, of course, but not many marbles were specifically targeted, so this was not such a common issue).

But then, 12 December, 2021 came, the day Cosmic crash landed in the streets at the south edge of Normality.

And that’s how this nonsense all began. -Written By Luminite

#IORI #marble characters #marbles #osc ocs #object shows #blog series

[viviqueen]

The Ealing Comedies Blog Series continues with Whisky Galore! Enjoy your reading!

#ealing comedies #ealing studios #cinema #british cinema #British film #classic film #alexander mackendrick #basil rathbone #joan greenwood #40s film #blogging #blogger #blog article #Blog Series

[wholelottabotany]

2 New Series in the works

I'm going to start a weekly duo of posts, not sure what the names will be yet, but one will be for Food Gardening Education (Fridays), the other will be dives in to Cool Shit About Plants (Mondays).

On that note, I will always be open to requests on specific topics of each, or if you have your own tips and facts please do not hesitate to send them my way.

First upcoming posts will be on Raised Bed Basics, and Cool Shit About Tomatoes!

#gardenblr #gardeners on tumblr #environmental science #earth science #farming #garden blog #agricultural science #agriculture #fun facts #blog series #farmer #gardening tips #guerilla gardening #solarpunk #farming for the future #biology major

[luxeloreinsights]

Embracing the Dual Life of Samir Patel: Software Engineer and Aspiring Artist

In the heart of a bustling city known for its cultural tapestry and artistic vibrancy, lives Samir Patel, a 29-year-old software engineer by day and a passionate artist by night. His life is a fascinating study in contrasts—between the logical rigor of coding and the free-flowing creativity of art. This post delves into how Samir Patel, a character of deep complexities and dual identities,…

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#Anthology #Aspiring Writer #Blog Series #da #Fortune Found #Luxe Lore Insights

[inthevintagekitchen]

Growing A Fragrant Year: Violas For March and Part of April

{A Fragrant Year is an ongoing series shared throughout 2024 highlighting twelve fragrant plants, trees, flowers, shrubs and herbs added to the New England garden landscape, month by month, surrounding a house built in 1750. This series was inspired by the 1967 garden book, The Fragrant Year by Helen Van Pelt Wilson and Leonie Bell. If you are new to the blog, catch up with our first introductory…

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#blog series #blogging #books #cooking #diy #featured #food #fragrant garden #Garden #gardening #helen van pelt wilson #inspiration #leonie bell #lifestyle #nature #perfume #photography #reading #viola flowers

[acesamateurart]

I've been learning and unlearning in activist spaces for 5 years, and something has been true for all that time: there is shame and secrecy about having previously held bad beliefs. Except that, we have all held a bad belief at one point or another.

I want to show my work, from one peer to others, on what I've been studying and learning as I seek to grow tangible community. That, paired with actionable steps, I hope will take some of us from thinking to doing. No one starts out perfect, so I am letting go of my Perfectionism and risking being wrong or changing my mind in public.

Read the introduction to this project, on WordPress or Substack.

#blog post #new blog #blog series #peer reviewed revolution

[putah-creek]

#blog #poems on tumblr #writers and poets #blogs #poetry on tumblr #writers on tumblr #poem #poets on tumblr #poetscommunity #poetrycommunity #poetry #dead poets society #poetry blog #microblog #my blog #blogger #blogging #blogging community #bloggingcommunity #art blogs on tumblr #blogspot #blog stuff #my blogs #blog site #blog series #blogger community #bloggers #bloggerscommunity #bloggers community #bloggerlife

[shayaranasafar]

Khushamdiid! Welcome to Shayarana Safar’s oasis!

I have observed, learned, self-introspected, and experienced self-realization that gave me valuable insights. I believe it’s essential to share them with you. This advice focuses on problem-solving, positivity, and negativity in our lives.

© Aks Akshita Aks

#shayaranasafar #blog #blog series #problem solving #positivity #negativity #female writers #writerscommunity #content writing #observed #learned #self introspection #self realization #experience

[decatalyst7]

Is getting straight A’s the only path to success? As a student, do you find yourself lost in a sea of decisions and choices to make at every turn? What if you had all the answers to your burning questions about student life?

Tell a friend to tell another friend, we’ve got you covered right here. Our guest speakers will be taking us through a weekly journey of enlightenment. Each session will be posted on all my social media platforms.

To follow me on any of my social media platforms, kindly use this link👉https://linktr.ee/decatalyst7

See you on Sunday!😊

#blogging #blog series #interview #student #for you #trendingtopics

[nuriaverde]

Málaga 82. Capítulo 50

Sinopsis Málaga 82. Sara Rojas es una adolescente que no tiene amigos. La novela relata la historia de Sara y Margarita, alumnas de BUP en la “insignificante” ciudad de Málaga hace cuatro décadas. Margarita es extrovertida, popular y ha estado con innumerables chicos, pero encuentra su vida exasperantemente aburrida. Sara, por el contrario, es tímida y no ha conseguido tener ninguna relación…

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#autora nuria verde #blog como crear una serie de television #blog crítica the offer #blog nuria verde #blog nuria verde hidalgo #blog nuria verde objetivo igualdad rtve #blog nuria verde periodista #blog nuria verde periodista objetivo igualdad #blog nuria verde periodista rtve #blog nuriaa verde torrespaña #blog series #blog series de television #blog serietelevision #blog serietelevision nuria verde #blog serietelevision.com #blog sobre series #blog televisión nuria verde #guion #mejores novelas juveniles #novelas juveniles #novelas juveniles en español #novelas lgtb #novelas lgtb español 2024 #novelas lgtbi #novelas lgtbi en español #novelas lgtbi español #novelas lgtbi juveniles #novelas lgtbi juveniles en español #nuria verde #nuria verde periodista

[brainypixel]

Sneak peek at a new Blog Series from the Brainy Pixel crew, coming 2024! Can you figure out what the topic is? 👀

#Blog Series #Brainy Pixel #Christian creatives #Coming 2024

[insanityonrainbowisle]

Introductions and Information

You found IORI. What are you doing here?? Eitherway, IORI, or Insanity on Rainbow Isle, is "a colourful island full of equally colourful marble residents dealing with the fun, magic and chaos of a universe filled with insanity." Props to Phantom for the synopsis.

Now, The Sillies running the blog:

Millie- @marshmillie-time

Concept Creator and Resident Relationship Charter She/Her/It "Dunno"

Phantom-@mysticalearthquakeface

Concept Creator and Resident Storywriter He/Him "Oh yeah, it's all coming together."

Luminite- @astrofroste

Founder of IORI, Chaotic Colour Decoder and Skit Scriptwright. He/Him "The things in my head… I don't know what to make of them, but they help fill my soul in a vivid multicolour array."

Luasol- @reiya-kumikyo

Concept Artist and Assistant Concept Creator She/Her "Shrimp posture..."

-Posted by Luasol

#object shows #osc #marbles #IORI #online series? #blog series