OKAY hi hello I'm making a pinned post finally! I'm Jay (she/ her) and I've been on tumblr since the dawn of time. I reblog a bunch of seemingly unrelated stuff for my friends and I talk a lot about my OCs so watch out
Art Blog: blujaydoodles
Nude Art Blog: blujaynoodles
Tags
me - depictions of me. in theory, selfies; in practice, mostly, like, pictures of beetles
about me - posts that are about me, sometimes even literally
my art - exactly what it says on the tin
tagged for me - posts that made my friends think of me :3
husband - tumblbuddies - irl frens - my FRIENDS!!! 💖💕
this has been kitty talk - look at my little bitty kitties (my kitties)
spider, spiders - to block if you hate spiders, to peruse if you love them (you're welcome)
OCs and other tags under the cut!
Blorbos
One of these days I'll put together a nice orderly About page for each of my little guys. For now, here's a bunch of tags (insp tags are mostly reblogs; name tags are mostly art, asks, or other original posts). These are not all of my blorbos, just the most usually mentioned
Indigo - indigo insp - gnome pirate circle of stars druid
Benny - benny insp - human knight
What's With The Gnomes
elyss and june - fengling and june - felix and mel - benny and edel - simon and felix - ship tags 😌
I just think they're neat!! This is primarily about the dungeons and dragons race, specifically in 5e which is the edition I'm playing and am familiar with. I love them a lot and I have a lot of Thoughts™ and I make it everybody's problem. But also, honorable mention to fairytale garden type gnomes, because I do vibe with being six inches tall and having tea with field mice
gnome stuff - vibes, aesthetic, and worldbuilding thoughts for DnD gnomes
gnomeposting - posts about the jolly little fellows with the pointy hats
look at my gnomes boy - a semi-joke tag for art of my gnome OCs
worldbuilding - thoughts and reblogged resources for worldbuilding, gnome specific and otherwise
I'm forcing my sister to watch black sails and she hates flint (gates pushed her over the edge) so much lmfao. She says she doesn't give a fuck what his motivations are there's no way they could be good enough for her unless. and I quote. "he's doing it all for the gays or something"
Out of control Edwardian youths refuse to clap at production of Peter Pan, force distraught J.M Barrie to pull out rarely seen "Tinkerbell Fucking Dies" ending
You probably know this but shitpost ruining fun fact for anybody who doesn’t:
When the play first was performed, JM Barrie et al were so concerned this might happen that they instructed the orchestra to drop their instruments and clap at this point, just in case
Children not clapping did happen too, (and some were even expected to have hissed, which was later written into the 1928 playscript and 1911 novel). But my all time favourite anecdote about it is from Pauline Chase (who played Peter)'s intro to Peter Pan's Post Bag 1909:
Children love to clap their hands at the play because then they feel that they are really part of it, and you can see them holding their hands poised ready to seize an opportunity. Their great chance is when I ask them to clap their hands if they believe in fairies, and so save Tink's life. But they are very wrathful if any one claps who has the reputation of being a cynic, and once there was quite an uproar in the front row of the dress circle because of a girl who clapped. Those about her pulled down her arms angrily. "How dare you clap," they cried, "when you know you don't believe in fairies!"
There was one dreadfully hard-hearted little boy who came to the theatre not to clap. That was his object for coming, and he came round "behind" to tell me so in the middle of the play. His teeth were firm set. "I won't clap," he said doggedly; "I'm not going to clap." And when the time came he didn't clap; above the clapping of all the others I could hear him shouting from a box, "Peter, I'm not clapping."
one of the things that makes autism a disability (and why some of us choose to label it as such rather than an “alternate neurotype”) is the stress.
part of autism is just being incredibly stressed. overstimulation? stress. holding a conversation? stress. something happening to our schedule? stress. people talk about how often autism is recognized and diagnosed via our stress responses (like meltdowns) because it is just so common to see autistic people stressed because of lack of accommodations to how our brains work.
and this matters because stress kills. stress causes a lot of health issues, or it can trigger pre-existing ones by making certain chronic conditions flare up. i once had a psychiatrist very unhelpfully tell me i “just need to manage my stress” when the stress i was describing was things i could not avoid in neurotypical society and can’t “just get over”. i can do “self care” all i like but i cannot at the very base level change the way my brain inputs information and reacts accordingly.
i only learned this year that loud noises aren’t physically painful for other people. i have lived 34 years in a world in which my friends and family regularly physically hurt me at random just by shouting, and i thought everyone else just thought i was kind of a wimp for not dealing with the pain as well as they did.
like. loud noises physically hurt. it’s like a static shock from my ears to my spine that doesn’t stop until the volume goes back down. i thought we all agreed that ‘that’s too loud!’ and covering our ears meant ‘ouch!’. turns out i’ve been dealing with a stressor almost no one else has, my whole life, alone.
autistic people have to keep functioning through debilitating levels of stress that no one else in their life acknowledges or helps them with. it’s no wonder that their most visible ‘tells’ are breakdowns.
Made a shield bug stencil :)
After the first test I had to go back and thin out the ties in the body and round out the eyes a lot more, and I'm very pleased with it. Dunno what I'll put it on.
when looking at the ways dracula as an original text differ with the experience of dracula daily, these letters between mina and lucy is where the differences first arise. if you read the book as published by bram stoker, you finish the johnathan in the castle arc before flashing a bit backwards into the letters to set up the whitby arc. with the dracula daily format, we leave johnathan right as he realizes that he is trapped and actively in danger to see his loved ones completely unaware of the danger he's in. the contrast here, while less straightforward from a plot standpoint, heightens the horror of the castle. there is no one coming to his rescue, and those who know of his absence suspect nothing yet.
Well. So my dear @gnometheartist recruited me for their crew on school tall ship. I made myself little cosplay but...no one there recognized it(one piece is not a thing at my country ×_×)
Sk I have atleast this lovely photo from @s-u-w-i :D
i love living in england because i can just pick critters up. i know for a fact you aren't gonna do shit to me. found a Bug in my house and picked that dude straight up with my bare hands, put him outside, THEN googled what he was. scariest animal you can encounter while out in the woods is badger minding his business. top tier fuckass country nothing ever happens here
was walking my dogs in a field full of long grass and took a pic for my overseas friend. she said "the grass is so long, aren't you worried about snakes?". my brother in christ i have never worried about snakes in my entire life. not once. there are two (2) snakes here and they're called mark and john and i've never met them, they might not even be real. best worst place i love it
one of the funniest conversations I ever had with my ex was when they were still getting used to Celsius and asked me "what's 20 degrees?" and instead of converting it, I said "it's the highest your dad will ever let you set the thermostat and when you say you're cold he tells you to put on another sweater, we're not made of money" and they went "oh, 68"
the fact that this reference was that fucking precise was something they went on to tell people about for years.
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