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spilledbutter · 1 year
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the coast
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butterflyfunk · 1 year
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Hello there, fellow bibliophile. Today's review is on an interesting creature by Paulo Coelho :
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<The Thoughts! > It was only after reading the soul-hungry, intense words of Paulo Coelho that made me go into consistent states of self-contemplation in his book Veronika Decides to Die that I felt more conflict with myself and my life than I ever had before. I felt the need to simply slacken and not do a thing, not commit to my academics asi had intensively done in during my IGCSEs. At first, I ruled it off as a laziness induced by the ideas brought through a man's writing and portrayal of his life through colourful diction used to describe a mad woman trying to find the easy way of life. But then it dawned to me how flawed my thinking was on this beautiful literary work. My studies did not excite me or rouse me the way they did before because just like Veronika had realised during her time in Villete, I was going to end up dissatisfied with my current decisions in the near and inevitable future. To hate myself, the way Veronika did (before she realised she had some self loathing) because I succefully strained my brain with science scribbles for 6+ years only to tend to prejudicial patients for the rest of my life, instead of spending my current youth and my days scribbling senseless couplets and bad book ideas (thankfully I have resorted to writing distorted thoughts on interesting books), reading books and falling in love again and again with the same boy whilst being misunderstood because I'm just to young to fall in love and singing, only to cause envy and invoke praise out of emotional listeners. The lif I romanticize my life every morning drive to school before feeling demotivated because, well, it's a morning drive to school. At only 17 years, I understand 24 year old Veronika's significance as she mirrored Paulo Coelho and I share her idiosyncrasies and think she chose the perfect yet agonizing road to self discovery: Deciding to die.
On to the review:
This book is a well worded insightful work that gets you thinking on the various processes of life and thinking as well as the significance and importance of mental health and how seriously it can be taken and or recieved. Mental health has been portrayed in this book by Coelho (corresponding with his own experiences) not simply as an illness but as a state of mind, One that can never be fully understood. Throughout this delightful literary work he uses a plethora of words and colourful writing on a sensitive topic to entice one's intellect and keep the pages turning! Go ahead and give it a try, it definitely will not disappoint!
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quemalmomo · 7 years
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yongieee · 5 years
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i was tagged by @jaehyun-l who apparently would hold me at gunpoint if i didn't do this djsjsjs love your tsundere nature asy!😚😚
anyways fjsdnsj lemme get on with it (i sincerely apologise idk how to add the keep reading thing so sorry to ur fingers for having to scroll- i tend to waffle💀💀💀)
nickname: ash!! my names aishwarya but who can be arsed for that right sjdjdjs so my friends all call me ash!
star sign: capricorn (it's kinda creepy how all the cappie personality traits literalee describe me- mayhaps astrology is accurate!)
height: like barely 5'1 fkdkdkd i am a smol one indeed plus i can't walk in heels so ig i'm destined to be mistaken for a 12 yo all my life👽👽
last film i watched: split!! n that shit had me confused di whole time i had to look up the wikipedia plot to make sense of it💀💀 im dumb oh well🤷🏽‍♀️
last thing i googled: gksjdjdjdn deadline for student loans ffkkckckckf we tryna get this edu-macation amirite laydees?!! acc no i'm normally so unorganised with this shit so I'm trying to sort it out early n not be lastminute.com as usual
favourite musician/artist: i literally listen to anything but my top groups are exo (ofc), shinee n nct! i am an sm hore n a boy group supremacist it seems👁👄👁 in terms of solo artists- sunmi, dean, mr D.O when he finally puts out the rnb solo album we ksoo-ls are all starving for n does taemin count??👽👽 well im putting him anyway jsjdjdk
song stuck in my head- key's one of those nights! amazing song i love him
other blogs- none lool im lazy
do u get asks?- not very often😔😔 but i would like some fkskdksj i promise im really nice
following: 274 blogs
followers: redacted
amount of sleep: im one of those ppl that needs like 8 hours at least to function normally which sucks cause i like staying up but most of di time i dont have the energy sjsjssjs
lucky number: i acc don't have one but i like 3 and 7 for some reason
dream job: i used to dream of being an interior designer when i was small djsjsjs random but yeh- also i've always thought working in music production would be so cool ooh and architecture as well sjsjsj can u tell i'm indecisive🤦🏽‍♀️
dream trip: all the big cities like hong kong, tokyo, seoul n also maybe when i have a s.o which may be centuries from now sksksks somewhere like venice or rome👀
instruments i play: played keyboard until i broke my thumb, play guitar decently n the ukulele is basically a smaller guitar to me so that too jsjsjsjs
languages i speak: english, malayalam, french n im in the very slow process of learning korean🤓
favourite food: ik this is probs not one ppl think about but cheese!! like cheesecake, pizza, pasta, cheese makes everything better n in terms of cuisine, indian obvs, italian n east asian ig
random facts: vkdkkdkd i'm a christmas day baby n also a leftie yes i am a strange child
favourite song: atm metronome by weki meki n replay by nct 127
my aesthetic: ceiling to floor windows where u can see di city below, black tea, gold n silver jewellery, scribbly (illegible) handwriting, dark chocolate, 80s flare jeans
tagging @yiffxing @bisexualbbh @vogueksoo @baekwhore @sesoolay n any other ppl that wanna do it!
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virginiavaleenevale · 6 years
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The Greasi.
THIS IS A PART 3: PART 1; PART 2;
Summary:You are overwhelmed by all that is happened but finally decide to see what was  left in the woods… and what you find is not what you first expected.
Words count: 1653 words.
Pairing/Characters: Reader x Unknown, Carl, Negan (mentioned), Simon (mentioned), Dwight (mentioned), Daryl (mentioned).
Warnings: self hatred, angst, lack of coomon sense, little bit of language.
I’m sorry this took longer that I expected but I was really busy… Hope you enjoy! The story just started, things will get REALLY intresting in the next part :D 
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“I’m sorry this had to happen… I left something for you in the woods outside Alexandria.”
It said.
I walked nervously back and forth in my small bedroom. My hands found their way through my hair on their own accord, all I was capable of thinking was how much I screwed everything up. One long day passed since I decided to live forever hidden in there and soon enough realised how stupid that was… but still, I didn’t want to confront anyone. My dad didn’t even try to interact with me and I don’t blame him… I knew how big of a disgusting disappointment I was. And then there was the message on my diary, tormenting me with doubts.
The first thought was that someone wanted to humiliate me even more or punish me for being so revolting, and all of the “I’m sorry” part was just a set-up to make it believable, to make me fall in the trap. But maybe I deserved that. As my eyes found the diary opened at that page on my desk, a new realisation ran through me, it didn’t matter in the least what was waiting for me, I had nothing to lose. I starred at the simple grey lines on the white paper, not moving the slightest while my mind flew and twirled and I had to admit that under all those intricate options there was still the chance that someone might just want to ease my heart a little… Obviously, being human I could feel the hungry curiosity devouring me, the fact that I ignored it was nothing but the threatening logic making me. But those threatens seemed of no value in my situation, and so I decided.
I took the little piece of glass I kept under my bed, it’s been my only personal protection since the Saviors stole my hunting knife… it was just a sharp piece of a broken window, 20 cm long more or less, the only thing that I did to It was wrapping a rag around less than half of it to create a grip. As I weighed it in my hand I made my way to the door and without saying anything I got out of the house from the back door. I was going to see what was in the woods. As far as I knew no one meandered in the woods and all the researches for supplies lasted days and were far away from Alexandria, so no one should catch me. With my head low, I walked in a fast pace following the wall, I needed to get to the back of Alexandria there’s a spot where no one will see if I climb over the metal barrier. I was almost there when a voice suddenly stopped me.
“Hey!”
I felt the blood in my veins turn into ice, guilt immediately weighted over my heart like I was found committing a crime. I turned my head and saw Carl standing there, looking at me like a mirage.
“Hey…”
My voice sounded so weak, I feared his words.
“I-I thought you would never get out of your room. You’ve been locked there for three days.”
I was sincerely confused, tilting my head to one side.
“What are you talking about? I stayed there for one day.”
I frowned and I could see some sort of concern spread all over his features.
“No… it’s been three days since Negan visit…”
My eyes widened… How? Did I sleep that much?? Was I so screwed up? My voice trembled as I started taking small steps backwards, getting slowly away from the boy
“I n-need to go…”
“Wait! Are you ok? Do you need anything? I… I want to help…”
I shook my head moving faster.
“No, just- just leave me alone… but… thank you Carl, thank you.”
I turned the other way immediately and never looked back at him. Only when I reached my way out I actually looked around to make sure no one was there, as fast as I could I climbed and then jumped on the other side. I took a deep breath, still taking in the new shocking information, I felt like I had no control over my body and that was the only thing I felt in control of during those days. The trees a few meters from me seemed higher than I remembered them to be, a strange force attracting me towards them. The sun was shining in the sky and the grass still had some dew covering it, walking calmly made me feel in a fairy-tale, no one to be seen, only the bird’s singing to be heard. It was almost like it was before the apocalypse, or at least for what I remembered… so many years passed. Searching for anything out of the ordinary, my instinct told me to go ahead without fear. I moved towards the woods near the front of the survivors’ city, thinking that probably I’d find what I was searching for there, and I was right. I was pretty close to the gates when something caught my eye, an arrow was engraved in a tree trunk pointing down to the ground. I kneeled in the dirt and removed the thin layer of terrain that I soon discovered was covering something. A piece o paper folded up was the first thing that I got in my hands.
I opened it slowly, noticing only in that moment that it was a page ripped from my diary, no wonder I didn’t perceived its absence before with the way I treated the personal journal.
“Go there, you won’t regret it I promise. I go there too when I need to switch off.”
The calligraphy was 100% the one on my diary… I took the remaining object from the ground and opened it without hesitations. It was a map, it showed the positions of Alexandria, Hilltop… the name of another place was scribbled all over… everything popped at the eye for being marked in red. I was confused but then I noticed a little circle made with a pencil in the middle of the map, it was pretty far away from everything. I was surprised everything went actually fine till that point, maybe it really wasn’t a trap…
“What the hell… if I’m going to do this, might as well do it all the way through.”
I said quietly to myself, and with the map in my hands I started walking towards the spot.
Everything was quiet for a long time, not many walkers that couldn’t be avoided, I was left me alone with my thoughts. I didn’t want to think about what happened again and neither I wanted to overthink my current actions so I focused on one mystery that still floated in my mind… Who wrote that? Who left the map there for me? Who was sorry for what happened to me? Not knowing was destroying me because I couldn’t even guess it…
Negan? It simply couldn’t be after all that. I won’t believe for one second him being sorry for me. I hated that the attraction towards the man still rumbled deep down.
Simon? Why even? He was Negan’s right hand, I don’t see the point in him being sorry or any sort of kind towards me.
Dwight? The exact same thing… why was I taking them into my options I didn’t understand myself. They didn’t know me, they clearly didn’t care for me, they wouldn’t be “sorry”.
Daryl? I was pretty sure the man found me beyond revolting now. We were not close friends even though I tried to be friendlier with him in the past.
Carl? We were friends sure, but the way he was looking at me before… he thought of me like a wounded animal… he has just pity for me and he already said sorry personally, it wouldn’t make any sense for him to be the one, it would be so obvious. Also, Carl wouldn’t send me to a place so far away from Alexandria.
It was past midday when I arrived near the highlighted location, I could feel my heartbeat speed up with every step I took, some houses were in sight but that was not where I was supposed to go. I brought the map closer to my face, trying to figure out which was the right building, a little shop seemed to be it.
My eyes roamed the area and then found it, a little store on the side of the road. I got closer, a storm pervaded my mind overwhelming it with so many thoughts that I wasn’t able to actually formulate a clear one, my heart stomped so loudly in my ears that a horde of walkers could have been right behind me and I wouldn’t heart it. The sign above the door-frame was completely ruined, what still was legible was
“T— Gre– -asi-”
I made the random letters role on my tongue, unconsciously trying to figure out a name.
“T-Gre-asi, Tgreasi… the Greasi…”
It was a nice looking little shop with red walls and big once-white windows. Time was not gentle with it, but it was strangely beautiful in its crumbling look, a lot of plants were growing around and all over it, it wasn’t hard to identify it as an ex-florist or something like that. A couple walkers were already dead outside, well… actually dead, but still I entered cautiously, holding my piece of glass in hand. The first shelves that came into view were spoiled of everything but the photos of various flowers and plants confirmed my guessing. Nothing special was there… or so I thought.
Slowly I got to the back of the store and that’s when I saw it… My mouth as wide open as my eyes, my breath caught in my throat and it seemed like time froze at the sight.
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multiple-tale · 6 years
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jack-o-wolf · 6 years
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Got to keep moving
These last few years went on relatively well, I actually managed to catch up to everyone. My grades went up and was I ever so glad to being able to read, if I had to learn that on top of all the subjects I had to cover...I think I would still be stuck at telling letters apart. Most of my progress however was thanks to Aysel and Asis, as for my other areas...I had help in cooking, stitching and some other basic stuff from Alec. That guy knew a lot about a lot and I mean about this things, specially given his age. Well, everyone has their things, he is actually a pretty nice person. Most of the emales and some of the males are really into him, but the guy’s mind exists only for serving and protecting the two sisters. He actually told me he was helping me so I could be of more service for them, the guy was spot on, in a few ocasions I had to fix up some of their clothes that “mysteriously” got teared in a few weird spots. That’s been dealt with, don’t ask.
As for the people that attacked me for...well for being me, they never looked at me in the eye again. The rumors about a guy that kept getting up no matter how much he got beaten spread like wild fire. Soon everyone was either treating me like a thug or decided to test the rumors and tried to fight me. I learned quite a bit about street fighting after a few beatdowns, not once did I fight back or went after them. But...I think someone else did, ‘cause they always appeared covered in bruises after that...bruises that went beyond the cuts in their knuckles due to the impact on my skin. Hitting metal with you bare hand does hurt. Well...in the end people gave up, I can think only of a handful of people that could beat those guys and girls like that.
Moving on, I also dedicated myself to the book Beryl gave me. As it turns out the things I was listening were actually runes, ancient writings with the power to cause supernatural phenomena. Written in an ancient language from the first beings to ever exist in our realm, far before all the events that created our world. Now, as for the reason I can hear them...I’m drawing a blank, I did not find anything on anyone of any of the species that had the same abilities. So I believe that it has something to do with my species, I also have a theory that Beryl might be one of my kind. But I don’t know why her appearance diverges so much from mine, maybe it’s part of our species biology. The males would flock towards the best looking female? I don’t think that’s it though...anyway I used the book to learn a lot of tricks. Physical enhancement, camouflage, speed enhancement, merging with shadows and so forth. Amazing stuff, but most of it incompleta or wrongly placed, the grammar for the combination of runes was all messed up. How do I...the way it was written was different from what i heard. The runes have to be written in any material in order to work, once  transcribed they activate passively without much power by draining energy from the object. And that activation generates an echo of the voices from the primordials.
That is way too complicated, ler’s talk about what I did once I was fifteen. I went back to the nurse’s office, Beryl was there with a female student that wasn’t hurt at all...the girl was practically drooling for her. Beryl didn’t seem to care about her though.
–What can I do for you? – She said as she pretended to scribble on a clipboard, apparently the girl had just checked in.
–I’m feeling a bit drowsy. – The girl stated while pretending to act weirdly.
–Sure. – Whispers started, she then touched her in the forehead like seeing if she had a fever. – Well, I do believe you should return to class right now as we have a problem student here.
The girl went pale when she turned around and saw me, she then darted out of the room like a monster was after her.
–So? – Beryl asked with a smirk. – What do you need patched up?
–Nothing. As you requested I studied the book and came to see you once I turned fifteen. I turn fifteen today.
Her eyes widened, it was as if she didn’t notice time passing by throughout the years. She looked at me one more time, this time however carefully examining me top to bottom.
–Please, remove your clothes so I can verify your condition. – She sounded serious and concerned, so I obliged.
Once I started to head for the corner where there were curtains set up as to create a private space to examine students with more severe conditions I heard her whisper to herself with a sad tone in her voice:
–He’s just got keep moving...that is the right thing to do, right?
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“I think we should do an experiment about mud,” Kyuhyun repeated, knowing that one on fruit was likely to be less messy, less outside, and more studying and measuring. “We can try something like, ‘How far can two seven and three-quarter-olds throw mud?” Scribbling it messily on the paper, he looked up hopefully at the other. They had never been randomly assigned together before, and he was hoping that the other would be just as happy about the topic selection.
Jisoo watches Kyuhyun as he just nods, jotting some notes down while he reaches to grab two containers. He then reached over and took a hold of the fruit without mud, placing it in the container. He did the same to the other fruit with mud on it.
"Hyung, where would we put these two though? We can't just leave it in the classroom...can we...?"
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asynca · 7 years
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mr-scribble replied to your link: Hannah John-Kamen Joins ‘Tomb Raider’ Cast; Andre...
Except Sam was a terribly written and bad character? Why would they keep her?
FUCKING FITE ME DUDE
RN HERE GET IN THE RING ASY NEEDS TO ~MURDER YOU~
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spilledbutter · 1 year
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would you believe the hardest part was the lute
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onlyghoststories · 7 years
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💛 yellow for anger
💛- A memory that makes them feel angry
“What are you doing?” 
Young Amicus, who had been sitting peacefully on the grass, reading, turned, nearly falling over as he snapped his book shut and tried to hide it. It was one of his older brothers. The most nosy, in his opinion. 
“Aaron! I…” he sputtered, trying to scoot away. 
“What is that? Is that something you aren’t supposed to be reading?” the older boy guessed, attempting to snatch it away. 
“No!” Amicus said, cringing as he had responded much too quickly, “It’s about… butterflies.” 
“Butterflies?” Aaron spat, “Since when have you been interested in butterflies? You’re sitting alone, in a cemetery, reading about butterflies. I don’t believe you. What are you really reading?” 
The child leaned against a headstone- his beloved grandfather’s- and pointed, being certain to carefully sit on the book as he did so. 
“Really! Look there,” he said, “See that? There are lots of butterflies. I wanted to know which kinds are which.” 
“Is that so?” his brother said with a scowl, “What’s that kind, then?” 
“A… a monarch,” he answered hesitantly. Aaron grunted and nodded. 
“Fine,” he huffed, “But if I catch you with another one those… those books- and you know what I mean- you know they’ll send you away. Mother and Father already think you’re mad. How can they not? It’d probably be best, anyway. Then you won’t be able to release any of that… that witchcraft on us. Evil spirits, that’s all you’ll get. That’s all you’re ever going to get because you’re mad. You’ll fit right into an asy-” 
He didn’t quite get the word out. Amicus jumped to his feet, able to swing the heavy book in all his fury- directly across his brother’s face. In the moment it took for him to realize what he had done, the boy staggered back, then ran. Tears streamed down his cheeks as darted into the bushes, clutching his book. It had nothing to do with butterflies, of course. It was filled with things his grandfather had scribbled down about spirits and a new movement: spiritualism. It even mentioned a few ways to talk to the dead. 
Amicus bitterly whiped a tear away and glared back in the direction he had left his brother in. All the child wanted was to talk to his beloved grandfather again. Was that really so much to ask?
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stupdduck · 7 years
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During the class of physics elementary not could for of thinking in Bill so did some scribbles in my book and was so
Durante la clase de Fisica Elemental no podia para de pensar en Bill asi que hice unos garabatos en mi libreta y quedo asi
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Starting A Business In The United States
If you're a local business owner, who hasn't however made the changeover to trade on-line, you're about to learn why you require to adapt to amp your company income up to the subsequent level. A Managementberatung is also recognized as a non-immigrant visa. When making use of for this visa you will have to satisfy certain requirements. You ought to have been provided a job or you want to begin a business to use your self while in the nation. The company you are going to work for can ask for you to be offered a thailand business so that it can get you a operating permit. Your prospective employer ought to be able to confirm that you are dependable and an upstanding, legislation-abiding person who will regard the laws and customs of Thailand. The big negative to any welfare state Business service Thailand is taxes. Denmark has the highest taxes in the world. They have a 25%VAT (Worth Added Tax) tax. This is a 25%twenty five tax on everything you buy. Earnings tax is 40-60%twenty five based on how much cash you make. The automobile tax is 180%twenty five. Include the VAT and the taxes on a $10,000 vehicle is more than $20,000. Gasoline is $10 per gallon simply because of taxes. Not surprisingly, most individuals consider community transportation or trip bikes to get around. management de transition Asie Copywriters tend to just come up with the idea, scribble a few phrases of physique copy and then hand the entire factor more than for a spot of polishing. As an international copywriter, you are your personal proofreader and editor all rolled into one. In reality, a lot of your time will be devoted to sorting out poor English translations. It's a a lot broader remit. Increased power and agility. Regular Thailand training assists develop your stamina and put your physique in great shape. As your physique will get uncovered to extreme routines in a normal foundation, your body gets to be stronger and more resilient. Google has also acquired a .ca TLD to use for their Canadian headquarters. Even though Google is worldwide, Canadians can access Google's Canadian lookup engine so that they don't have to offer with lookup results from outside the country if they prefer not to. Google is the world's leading search engine and web media outlet and now Canadians can use it for all their needs and filter their outcomes to these with a .ca TLD. Many younger women aspiration of becoming in the fashion business. However, there are only so many positions in the larger style retail marketplaces. But that has not stopped numerous from starting their own retail clothes companies. 1 of the best ways to do this is to find wholesale suppliers that provide the latest trends at fantastic prices. If you want to purchase wholesale clothing, Thailand is a great place for people just getting started in the company. You get high quality goods in the newest styles at great costs. You can actually develop lengthy-lasting relationships with wholesalers in Thailand. 5) It's a much better cardio exercise. I know, I just stated running is great for cardio, and I didn't think it both. But the first time I tried muay thai I couldn't even get through one spherical! This is because you only use your legs when operating, so your coronary heart only has to pump to your legs. Whereas training MT, you're using your whole physique, and this continuous shock keeps your heart pumping blood to your entire body. Since the physique wants to reduce this shock the subsequent time it happens, it increases the volume of oxygen in your blood, providing you even much better cardio in less time!
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kiwiryx · 6 years
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♥ Preguntas Frecuentes/ Frequently Asked Questions ♥
→ Spanish / Español ← ¿Qué tipo de blog es este? ¡Blog personal! Publico mis dibujos, fotos y me gusta lo que me gusta. ¿Alguna advertencia? Este blog puede tener humor negro, gore, criticas, etc. Si no te gusta esto, no lo sigas. ¿Nacionalidad? Mexicana. ¿Nombre? Mi nombre verdadero es Samet pero prefiero que me digan Sam. La mayor parte me conocen por mi fursona llamada Marcela Candy Disco, pero puedes llamarle Marcy. Y pocas personas suelen nombrarme por mi nombre artistico de Kiwiryx, asi que no importa como me llames siempre y cuando lo hagas con respeto. ¿Género? Femenino. ¿Años? 17. ¿Cumpleaños? 28 de Octubre. ¿Sexualidad? Bisexual. ¿Estado civil? Soltera. ¿Qué te gusta? Me gusta vintage, cosas oscuras, fantasmas, la musica, artilugios, pulseras emo, camisas grandes, @lamiacrow (Ella es el amor de mi vida), etc. ¿Que es lo que te disgusta? Clima cálido, arte realista, tarea. ¿Música preferida? Rock, Metal, Música épica, Electronica, Instrumental, Pop, Clasica, Random, etc. ¿Puedo usar tu estilo artístico? Creo que está bien inspirarse y tratar de mejorar. ¿Puedo usar tus dibujos para propic? Sí, puedes, solo dame crédito. ¡Quiero saber la historia de tus personajes! Ehh ten paciencia, antes de dar la historia, quiero estar bien con todos los personajes, designes, pasado y demás. ¿Tus personajes son de otros artistas que sigues? No, creo mis personajes, diseños e historias. ¿Podemos ser amigos? No creo que la amistad sea así, lo siento. ¿Puedes dibujar mi oc? Puedes preguntar en mis redes o en mi buzón y con gusto podemos llegar a un acuerdo. ¿Puedes dibujar tu oc haciendo esto? Puedes preguntar en mi buzón de preguntas tus ideas y si me gustan, ¡Probablemente haga garabatos! ¿Puedo dibujar / animar / escribir algo para ti? ¡¡Por supuesto!! Realmente aprecio el tiempo que dedican en hacerme un maravilloso regalo. ¿Cual es tu rostro real? Solo es Facebook y quizas en Instagram doy a conocer un poco de mi rostro, pero prefiero estar un poco en el anonimato hasta sentirme bien conmigo misma y ya darme a conocer completamente. ¿Puedes hablar inglés? No es realmente bueno, pero hago mi mejor esfuerzo. Perdón por los errores que hago. Ademas utilizo el Traductor de Google para poder comicarme no solo en ingles, si no tambien en otros idiomas y asi poder comunicarme con cualquiera en el mundo de su idioma natal, pero espero poder algun dia no tan lejano aprender idiomas. → English / Ingles ← What kind of blog is this? Personal blog! I publish my drawings, photos and I like what I like. Any warning? This blog can have black humor, gore, criticism, etc. If you do not like this, do not follow it. Nationality? Mexican First name? My real name is Samet but I prefer to be told Sam. Most of them know me by my fursona called Marcela Candy Disco, but you can call her Marcy. And few people usually name me by my artistic name of Kiwiryx, so it does not matter what you call me as long as you do it with respect. Gender? Female. Years? 17 Birthday? October 28. Sexuality? Bisexual. Civil status? Single. What do you like? I like vintage, dark things, ghosts, music, gadgets, emo bracelets, big shirts, @lamiacrow (She is the love of my life), etc. What do you dislike? Warm weather, realistic art, homework. Favorite music? Rock, Metal, Epic Music, Electronica, Instrumental, Pop, Classical, Random, etc. Can I use your artistic style? I think it's good to be inspired and try to improve. Can I use your drawings for propic? Yes, you can, just give me credit. I want to know the history of your characters! Ehh be patient, before giving the story, I want to be good with all the characters, designes, past and others. Are your characters from other artists you follow? No, I create my characters, designs and stories. We can be friends? I do not think friendship is like that, I'm sorry. Can you draw my oc? You can ask in my networks or in my mailbox and we can gladly reach an agreement. Can you draw your oc doing this? You can ask your questions in my questions box and if I like them, I probably do scribbles! Can I draw / animate / write something for you? Of course!! I really appreciate the time you spend on making me a wonderful gift. What is your real face? It's just Facebook and maybe on Instagram I know a little about my face, but I prefer to be a bit anonymous until I feel good about myself and let me know completely. Can you speak English? It's not really good, but I try my best. Sorry for the mistakes I make. I also use the Google Translator to be able to communicate with me not only in English, but also in other languages ​​and thus be able to communicate with anyone in the world of their native language, but I hope I can someday not so far learn languages.
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spilledbutter · 1 year
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i'm cold, geralt!
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color study with jaskier (now with freckles!)
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spilledbutter · 1 year
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quick doodle of paul bullion as lambert from this image
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