#fromsmallbeginnings

[bookjunkiez]

From Small Beginnings - Children's Book Written by Stephanie Laskoskie Illustrated by Lance Trachier Great things come from small beginnings, and GREAT you are indeed.  Amazon: https://amzn.to/3CZ0bC3 ⁠#RABTBookTours #FromSmallBeginnings #ChildrensBook https://www.instagram.com/p/CYU1tioPwH3/?utm_medium=tumblr

[selenaevans-art]

I've done it 😀 My revised application for the Arts Grant is in. I hope I have ticked all the boxes this time. I certainly spent a lot longer on my marketing plan. It's a scaled down version of my first submission. I have put the bronze experiments on hold for now, and will instead be focusing on more textile sculptures and a couple of small local displays. It's nearly 11pm and I am calling it a night. Xx (Here is a little shot of the curled back ear option) #trytryagain #keeptrying #keepgoing #keepimproving #fromsmallbeginnings #bigdreams #aimhigh #neverstopbelieving #smallbusinessuk #supporthandmade #supportsmallbusiness #artscouncilengland #textileartist #softsculptureartist #sculptureartist #fiberartist #ukmakers #ukartist #animalartist https://www.instagram.com/p/COjAvq0H00T/?igshid=gdz79pkj4o4d

[cameronschuyler]

Huge golden metallic mushrooms, thought they were ceramic ornaments because of the hue of the caps. Nature is amazing... #musrooms #magicmushrooms #magic #nature #science #fractals #sacredgeometry #sacred #motherearth #creative #creativeminds #creator #fromsmallbeginnings #fromnothing (at Lake Elsinore city)

[juliuschlover]

Sic Parvis Magna . . #fromsmallbeginnings #nathandrake #uncharted #inreplayingthemallnow #thanksnaughtydog

[legendheir-blog]

“I thought you were smaller.”

random sentence starters | accepting

“oh, so funny.” Cassie folds her arms over her chest, but not before giving him a light flick. Two could play at this game. 

“I thought your hair was greyer.”

[trendywalldesigns]

A wonderful quote to keep you inspired all year long. #trendywalldesigns #walldecals #vinyl #inspirationalquotes #fromsmallbeginnings #stickers #dailyreminder #newyear

[latachete]

   tfw you miss your old partners terribly

[thefireflycargo-blog]

"Your nose is as red as Rudolph’s."

Winter Starter Sentences 

"That's because it's cold," She sniffs, rubbing at her nose.

"And because maybe someone shouldn't pack santa hats with snow."

[thefireflycargo--archive]

≈≈≈ KICK OFF MY SHOES ≈≈≈ AND SWIM GOOD ≈≈≈ SWIM GOOOOOOD ≈≈≈

Send me a “≈” and my muse will react to yours pushing them into a body of water **(Asked simultaneously by wefightx) not accepting any longer

    She hadn’t even seen it coming.

    The week had been sweltering, with temperatures that made her feel like she’d been melting in such a concrete jungle. Riley had persuaded her — however reluctantly — that a day at the city’s pool wouldn’t kill her, that there were, in fact, life guards stationed at every corner and just sitting on the edge of the pool did not mean she was going to drown.

    “Honestly, Ellie?” Her friend had said, frowning, “You’re in college."

     Despite the jests and jabs, she made no attempt to get into the water past her calves. Instead, she sat idly along the water’s edge, watching Riley’s form very purposefully diving under water only to appear again somewhere completely different. Each time, her friend would look at her, and Ellie would reply with a sarcastic wave. No way she was getting in.     ”I never thought I’d see you at the pool."     Startled, Ellie twisted around to see who it was. A slightly surprised yet ever so smug grin was plastered on Nate’s face as he looked down at her, his shadow looming. Never in a million years had Ellie guessed that Nate would have been chased by the heat to a community pool — he was much more adaptable to any climate than the rest of them — but he filled in the question for her with a nod of his head. “Flynn.”     Following his gaze, she couldn’t help the moderately disgusted look on her face as she spotted Nate’s ever obnoxious roommate strut his way to the water’s edge where a few girls sat. “Looks like you’re being dumped,” Ellie commented, looking back up at her friend.     “Nate." Riley suddenly surfaced by Ellie’s legs, making her jump. "Saw you walking in. Can you believe her?” Riley propped herself up on the pool’s edge and jabbed a thumb in Ellie’s direction. The brunette’s smile faltered and her gut twisted. Ohhhh no. No no no no. She started to stand, but Riley caught her ankle before she could rise.     “It’s the middle of the summer and this girl won’t even try to swim. We’ve been here for over an hour and she hasn’t moved an inch from that spot.” Riley cocked an eyebrow up at Ellie’s drinking buddy, seemingly unaware of Ellie’s scooting back.    “I’m going somewhere now,” She claimed, the slight hint of nervousness in her voice as she shakily stood, balancing on one foot with short little hops. “I was planning on getting us some drinks soon. You want one?” She looked at Nate, hoping he’d take her subtle plea of alliance, but it was little use. His gaze was one of incredulity,  ”Ellie,” He said, leaving her question unanswered, “You’ve gotta be kidding me.”     “I just — don’t like water, alright?” Ellie frowned, hopping back another step. Riley hoisted herself half out of the water to keep hold, trying to keep a mischievous grin off of her face. “I don’t know how to swim very well and I’d just prefer to —- Hey!"     Nate, who stood a good seven or eight inches taller, ensnared her forearms and hoisted her up. Riley, already laughing, managed to dodge a vicious kick from her roommate and grabbed her other leg. “Let me go!” Ellie cried, trying desperately to wiggle out of either one’s grasp.. “If you don’t let me go, I’ll scream.”     Riley shrugged, indifferent to Ellie’s threat. “Go ahead. I know the lifeguard; he’s in my design class. Sink or swim!”     Without enough mercy for even a one-two-three, the two conspirators flung their victim into the water, her landing accompanied by an utterly horrified screech. At the very least, she had retained enough sense in her panic to hold her breath, but nobody ever mentioned how disorienting being underwater could be. Probably because she refused to ever have anything to do with it.     A hand reached out and firmly grabbed her wrist, hoisting her up and into the beauty of fresh air. Ellie gasped like a fish, little sputters of incoherent ramblings — most of them insulting — leaving her mouth as Riley slung Ellie’s arms around her neck and let her hang on. Nate was standing in the water, the remnants of laughter still jostling his shoulders. Ellie’s look of pure hatred only seemed to send him off again. “Fuck you guys.”     “Yeah, yeah, nurse your pride,” Riley responded, patting Ellie’s forearm. “Free drinks at the bar tonight — and I won’t even bitch when I have to take the both of you home because of your stupid history game.” Ellie knew it was a dirty trick at bribery, but she and Nate’s regular game was becoming a tradition. An expensive tradition.     Ellie’s brow furrowed and she let her eyes narrow as Riley looked over her shoulder. “I’m still pissed at you.”     “I know, But, this way I won’t be locked out of my dorm room when my shift ends.”     “The Great Czar and earlier!” Nate crowed. Ellie tried to keep her angry face consistent, but it melted with the fierce new burn of competition. “Drunk as a motherfucker.”         ”Uh, I think that’s going to be you…”      The trio stayed there for a while after that, enjoying the coolness of the water and toting Ellie around in it. Sometimes the dumbest, cruelest, shittiest jokes had it’s merits. Sometimes.

[bookjunkiez]

New Children's Book, From Small Beginnings by Stephanie Laskoskie  Available now on Amazon: https://amzn.to/3CZ0bC3 @RABTBookTours #RABTBookTours #FromSmallBeginnings #StephanieLaskoskie #ChildrensBook @smallbeginningsorg   https://www.instagram.com/p/CXEbbztpSak/?utm_medium=tumblr

[exudigious-blog-blog-blog]

"Wait, wait... so you're tellin' me that... horse-bird-thing is yours?"

      [ ♞ ] - -  “Yup, of course she is! Except you gotta call                    her by what she really is—a pegasus! 

                    Heey… Why does it kind of look like you’ve                     never seen one before?” 

[ignisxphoenix--archive-blog]

   "I'm thinking we should just grab all    this chocolate and stuff our faces."

   [ he grabs the boxes of pocky and opens them,    offering the treats to the younger male. he could    probably eat all of this alone but sharing is caring    and he won't hog the food if there's someone around. ]

   "And we should totally go and climb stuff."

[legendheir-blog]

“Close enough, right?”

random sentence starters | accepting

cassie leans in, taking a look at the quicklittle sketch he claimed could rival PICASSO.For a moment, she’s silent, eyes narrowing andfingers adjusting her glasses. Then, all at once,she GIGGLES and gives her dad a playful shoveon the shoulder. He had drawn her well, indeed,but rather than the hyper-realistic pencil portraitshe had been sorta-expecting, he provided herwith some toony doodle of over-exaggerated fea-tures and some cliché teeny-bopper line.

    “- --’Close enough,’ he says!”

[latachete]

♗

♗ :Child!Character my muse would adopt.

                 Ellie and Nate                        They’re kinda a packaged deal here.

[thefireflycargo--archive]

☯ + Tess and Joel discovering her bite?

send me ‘☯ + a scene from my characters canon’ and i will drabble it from my character’s pov. 

    Ellie knew something wasn't quite right when they went through the old truck's box car.

    If there was anything she knew about the drills and procedures she ran at the military school, it was that most soldiers were very careful, and very thorough. Joel's signal of 'all clear' before the trio had piled out into the open had seemed almost too quick, but the moment Ellie stepped out beyond the safety of the QZ walls, it was a forgotten worry. She was outside. Holy shit, she was actually outside.

     As she made up the middle of the little rag-tag line they had made, with Joel scouting out before them, Ellie felt her muscles tense. The air had changed, and it wasn't due to the thunder. Something...no, something not quite right. But Joel and Tess surely felt it too, right? They were the pros. Footsteps made dull thuds in the old and rusted metal as they made their way up, and it was only a flicker of a second before Joel stepped off and a soldier jumped forwards and slammed her rifle into his temple.

    The girl froze in shock as the man let out a sharp grunt of pain, falling to his knees in the mud from the impact. Ellie's hands immediately shot upwards as the light turned on her, spooked at the sight of such violence. They never said this would be part of the procedure when she was in training.

    "Don't do anything stupid," The soldier growled. Shit. Fuck. Shit. They had gotten caught -- not even a hundred feet from where they escaped the QZ!

    Slowly, Ellie made her descent off the car and towards the soldier. There was a short, barely audible sigh from Tess; somehow, if the girl hadn't been so nervous, her ears would have burned with shame at getting them caught.

     "Turn around. On your knees." The soldier looked to her comrade as Ellie made her way around to Joel's left, watching him from the corner of her eye as he picked himself up. "You scan it. I'll call it in."

    The second soldier made a short 'mhm' in acknowledgement as he kept his gun pointed at Tess, taking over on the orders. Ellie's fingers laced together atop her head, her throat bobbing nervously as she swallowed. Holy shit. They were so fucked.

    There was the ever-infamous chirp of a scanner off to her right, and Ellie felt herself fill with dread. Oh no. Oh, no. Marlene told her not to tell them. It wasn't part of their job, they shouldn't know. What were the soldiers going to do to her once they found out? Oh, fuck, what were they going to do? "Look the other way," Tess commented. "We can make this worth your while."

    "Shut up." Ellie's face paled as the clear signal came back from Tess's scan, and the soldier moved on next to Joel. "I'm gettin' real tired of this shit," The soldier commented, holding back a yawn.

    "Oh man," Ellie breathed to herself. It was now or never. Joel had been cleared. Oh fuck. Which back pocket was it in? The scanner pressed up against her neck roughly. "Oh man."

    Just as the scanner beeped back it's results, she barked out an apologetic, "Sorry!" and whipped around, her hands coming off her head to wrench her switchblade out of her pocket. Without thinking, it jammed into the soldier's knee -- one of the few places that was not protected by the riot armor. The man snarled in pain as his newly injured knee gave way, but she was already up and making a grab for his gun.

    Immediately, she knew she didn't have the strength to combat with a soldier who had been in service for multiple years. He slammed the butt of his assault rifle hard into her cheek, sending her tumbling backwards against a cargo crate. Her knife skittered to her side, gleaming in the low moonlight with blood as she tried to recover from the stunned feeling of being hit. Gunshots rang out and her eyes jolted to Tess, who had felled the female soldier, and then to Joel, who had tackled her assailant to the ground and forced the man's own handgun to his head. It was over in a matter of seconds -- but for Ellie, it was an awful feeling to behold; she felt like she was betraying the very person she would have been raised to become.

     "Oh, fuck," Ellie breathed, her voice slightly ragged as she scooted all the way back to the side of the crate and drew her knees up. No; no, she needed a breather. Her switchblade clicked as she quickly put the blade away and back in her pocket, not even wanting to look at it. " I thought we were just gonna -- just gonna hold 'em up or something."

    Her head ducked down to rest on her forearms, but she heard a shuffle of feet. Surely the scanner would have shut itself off by now, right? Like how thermometers do after they're done reading temperature? Or maybe it didn't even get to finish-- maybe she reacted in just enough time for the results to be invalid. "Oh, shit," Tess said. Ellie's head raised, white as a sheet.

    Joel crossed the distance between them, catching the scanner. Ellie stares at him as he reads the results; she sees how he tenses, how his face clouds and is overcome with realization. Aged eyes narrow in the dim light as he lets out a low breath, with what Ellie can only assume is 'Jesus Christ.' Quickly, he steps to Tess, bewilderment on his face. "Marlene set us up?"

    Oh, fuck. They knew.

    His gaze snaps to Ellie, and it's so hard and so angry at the possibility of going through all the trouble they had gone through already for a fluke that Ellie cowers slightly. His lips race in a grimace slightly.

    "Why the hell are we smugglin' an i n f e c t e d girl?"

    At the sound of 'infected', she somehow snaps out of her fear to shake her head, her eyes wide. No, no, no, no. She had been worrying about the wrong group of people. She shouldn't have been worrying about what the soldiers would have done to her if they found out -- it was what these two would have done if they found out. She was desperate to not know an answer to that foreboding question.

    "I'm not infected," She replied, the panic within lining her voice.

    "No?" Joel asked, stepping forwards, and she shakes her head again. "Was this lyin'?" He chucks the scanner at her and she flinches away from it before it can hit her. Right there, on the screen, is the flashing 'INFECTED' warning across it. She had to think, and fast. Her chest heaved as she felt another pulse of fear flood her veins, and she raised a hand. "I can explain--"

    "Well then, you better explain fast," Tess piped up, coming to stand beside Joel with her gun in hand. The barrel pointed indirectly at Ellie, and the girl couldn't quite remember a time or place where she had felt so small and so intimidated. The sergeant could be yelling at her, or giving her scrubbing duty for a month, and she didn't think she would be even this spooked.  Hastily, the girl grabbed her left arm's long sleeve and tugged it backwards, exposing the very bite that Marlene had instructed her very deliberately to never do.

    "Look at this!" She exclaimed, presenting the bite to them. She might have been immune to the infection, but the wound still festered and healed at a much slower pace than most. The infected's bite had run deep into her forearm, and parts of it were still looking nearly fresh.

    Joel's face morphed into that of disgust and he turned away, whether by the fact that the girl had been bitten, the bite itself, or the potential set up, she didn't know. "I don't care how you got infected--"

    "It's three weeks old," Ellie pleaded, but Tess cut her off sharply.

    "No, everyone turns within two days, so you stop bullshitting." The gun shook in her direction, but Ellie continued onwards.

    "It's three weeks, I swear," The girl promised, the begging of mercy and will to be trusted thick in her voice. She could see the doubt in Tess's eyes begin to form, and she latched onto that. Her own emerald hues narrowed, as if bewildered by the mere suggestion. "Why would she set you up?"

    It was a valid point, at least. Marlene didn't need those guns -- she just needed Robert on a leash. Ellie had begun to know more than she should have when Marlene's care of her resumed.

    Tess stared her down for a moment longer, her jaw hard as her gaze held with the girl's. Please work. Holy fuck, please, please -- I'm not infected. Believe me. Slowly, ever so slowly, Tess's gun lowered, despite her gaze still full of mistrust and wariness. Ellie avoided a sigh of relief just yet as Joel turned away, shaking his head. "I ain't buying it..."

    He seemed to pause, and the other two followed his gaze. In the distance, light from headlights seemed to light the ground, and a dull roar of an engine came to life. The backup they had called in. "Oh, shit. Tess-- run." He grabbed at her forearm and turned, jumping into a sprint. "Run!" 

    Ellie thought they might leave her behind, thought they might ditch her to find her own safety, but Tess jumped towards her instead of bolting after Joel and helped haul her upwards. "Go, go -- move!"

    The girl wasted no time in scrambling to her feet, taking off after the old man as he jumped down an old drop-off. Holy shit. They didn't kill her. Holy shit.

    Now the just had to make sure the soldiers didn't do the job for them.

[majamarantha]

They are more than just the uniform I wear everyday. It's an evolution of a weakling into a leader. Colored by passion, hardwork and faith. #blessed #fromsmallbeginnings #believe #lateupload