#skRibe

[skribestudios]

The 1,400 lb pumpkin I carved for the city of Annapolis on Halloween 2022! His name is "Gourdon Ramsay"

[sirkles-blog]

I am gonna start putting in my weeklyish design dump here! These designs are low res and watermarked on purpose... Some designs are private, none of the designs are free downloads, and ALL of them have a literal translation! If you have any questions, feel free to ask! -Skribe of Sirkles

[pontahouse]

KINTO SOL aclama este 5 de mayo MEXICANOS BRAVOS

La agrupación mexicana KINTO SOL conformado por los hermanos García (Skribe, Chivo y Dj Payback) oriundos de irámuco, Guanajuato estrenan este 5 de mayo “Mexicanos Bravos” el primero de 3 singles que estarán dando a conocer previo al estreno de su álbum número 15 en el mes de agosto como parte de su legendaria trayectoria.  Kinto Sol siempre han tenido muy presente a México en canciones por su…

[maximuswolf]

Skribe - Mine All Mine [Folk]

Skribe - Mine All Mine [Folk] https://youtu.be/8MT7AYEME2I?si=3MuGRLRUVwm0yycS Submitted May 01, 2024 at 04:56AM by TheFonzz https://ift.tt/nd8lF0w via /r/Music

[spia104reporteilegal]

Buena vibra y paz con estos camaradas de esta esfera 🌏 mundial @skribeks del legendario @kintosolxvida y @taiga_trece que título le pones a esta foto #spia104 #bstcrew #reporteilegal #skribe #kintosol #taigatrece #lacholemana #mexico #usa #alemania #hiphophead #mcs #raperosadultos #fam #fellas #gentebien #puroartista #homies (en Mexico City, Mexico) https://www.instagram.com/p/B9fjDZSlkBf/?igshid=1kljkkh1ji4t6

[skribblz]

Fic request #1:sk8 the infinity Lee!langa let's! Reki and miya

ty for the first request! <3 langa pretty, reki stares and notices smth wahoo

Reki's fingers drummed along his knee, other arm propped on the bed as he chatted with his skateboard buddies. Both Miya and Langa were also spread out on the floor of his room comfortably, although every glance Langa gave at his tapping fingers never failed to slip by Reki's sight.

"...and this guy's face fell! It was glorious." Miya snickered, dragging his hands down his cheeks for extra effect.

The trio laughed away, picturing the youngest of the group breezily skating away from his unfortunate S opponent. They eventually quieted down though, and Reki drummed his fingers once more. Langa's eyes, once again, darted towards the movement before scurrying off.

"Hey." The redhead chimed playfully, wiggling his digits in front of Langa, "Is there something on my hand?"

The boy in question sputtered out a "no" before averting his gaze to the side, a tinge of pink dusting across his face.

"You suuure?" He says, crawling over to his blue-haired friend, now wiggling his fingers on both his hands. "Why so nervous then?"

With Langa squirming under Reki's looming stance, Miya was beginning to get the picture.

"You could've just asked, slime." The boy grinned devilishly, claws immediately latching onto a socked foot.

"WahhahaaAIT!" Langa barked, shooting himself into Reki's arms while giggling madly. Not only were there fingers along his sole, but now the sensations danced around his belly, sides, and ribs. He tried pushing his friend away, but Reki held on tightly, mercilessly attacking everywhere he could.

"Dammit Miya, I wanted to tickle him first!" The redhead pouts, but it quickly turns into a joyful smile as Langa's head is thrown back, releasing a symphony of chortles, giggles, and snorts.

"NAHAHAAHAHAAHA! STAHAAHHAP!" He manages to say throughout the laughter. He grabs onto Reki's shirt, but it does nothing to deter the ticklish onslaught. Langa can feel the warmth rush to his cheeks, his hair becoming a mess as he shook his head vigorously.

"You're so cute, dude!" His redhead friend unabashedly laughs along with him.

Miya only sticks his tongue out, face twisted in disgust but his voice held no venom, "Gross, go get a room you two."

Langa wheezed, whether it be from the interaction or from the tickling, who knows. He wasn't in a position to easily respond anyways, so he continued to laugh away.

Reki was so going down after this.

[shellys-apprentice]

Now that I can actually transfer screenshots I can share with you my brother's weird ACNH edits

[nurknabo]

Arkaika Esperanto kaj sia fleksiemo

Do mi finis la legadon de Arkaika Esperanto, far de Manuel Halvelik. Ne tute, ĉar estas rakontoj en ĝi, sed jes rilate al la klarigo de la lingvo.

Mi legis ke eliziado "povas okazi iel ajn". Tamen eliziado estas ellasi la finan vokalon... Rigardu la ekzemplojn donitajn:

Ned eblat > Nedeblat

Ad wos > Adwos

Nosay Oculoy > Nos'Oculoy

Be, la unuaj du eĉ ne havas ellason! La tria, du literoj malaperas, anstataŭ unu, kio estis kion mi komprenis ke okazus per eliziado. Ĉu mi malpravas? Fakte, ni eĉ ne vidis eliziadon tie, sed kunigon! Ekskludante la lastan.

Nu, ĉiuokaze, du aferoj mi lernis el ĝi:

Eblas kunigi vortojn. Kvankam mi pensas ke estas plispecife, aŭ tute, prepozicio kaj substantivo.

Eblas, per ellaso de fina aŭ finaj literoj, unuigi sone la konsonanto ĉe la fino de la unua vorto kun la vokalo ĉe la komenco de la dua. Tio ne estas igi du vortojn unu, sed unuigi sone. Skribe ĝi montriĝas per apostrofo, kiel supre vidite.

Kaj mi, kiel lingvomodifemulo kaj tedanto de senlingvomodifemuloj, jam estis atingita de ĉi tio kaj havis mian menson malfermita al kelkaj ebloj. Nur ekzemplo: imagu se, anstataŭ aligi "ad" komencen, ni aligus ĝin finen de la vorto?

Adwos > Wosad

Nur eblo, nur eblo... La libro ne havas regulon kontraŭ ĉi tio, kvankam tio eble estas subkomprenata. Sed ĝi ankaŭ diras ke ĝi povas okazi iel ajn escepte ĉe konfuzoj, kaj mi kredas ke ne estus konfuzo ĉi tie. Ĉiuokaze mi povas aldoni apostrofon dirantan ke estas kunigo: wos'ad.

La kunigo per unu vorto finiĝanta per vokalo kaj la alia komenciĝanta per konsonanto - kio certe havas nomon sed mi ne scias - estas ankaŭ interesa. Probable estas oftaj la okazoj en kiuj eblas kunigi vortojn, precipe poeme. Cetere, O-ellaso, ĉi tie Om-ellaso, ankaŭ eblas, kompreneble, kaj mi probable ĝin uzos ĉar mi kredas ke ĝi pli beligas la aspekton de la lingvo: la ripetado de finaĵoj igas la tekstoaspekto esti tre "ŝablona", tre kvadrata. Ni tenu ĝin ronda. Kaj tia diferenco en la aspekto eĉ estas farinda, laŭ tio kion mi legis en la libro.

Ĉar ege malmultaj homoj parolas AEon - se oni parolas -, mi kredas ke mi havus ian liberon modifi aferojn tie kaj tie ĉi... Neniu estos malkontenta, kaj fine ĉio pri kio mi zorgus estas ne rompi la bazon de ĝi, skribita ĉe la ĉapitro Gramatiko.

[thesocialentrepreneur]

My latest hobby! #learning #beginner #monolinecopperplate #skript #skripting #handwriting #fonts #calligraphy_art #practice #craft #creative #journaling #writer #skribe #doodle #skribbel #print #cursive #AmWriting #LoveToWrite #LIVEscribe #PaperAndPen #OldSchool #renaissance #Polymaths https://www.instagram.com/p/BoIpZ3PFPqD/?utm_source=ig_tumblr_share&igshid=z7s96kvg09gm

[cosmik-homo]

It's very frustrating how so far the guide for women's script dies not contain the letters w or k. I'm trying to teach myself to write it and find solutions around it, but even if I substitute k for c, I need to think literally to write a sentence like "I know women's script".

I ended up going with "if I deside to skribe in lady's skript, I kan".. it's v interesting to see how language forced to you think about things differently, but my hand hurts.

[killerchickadee]

Hi, you’re lovely. If no one’s answered you yet: Tom’ tattoo under the feather is “skribe”. A variant of scribe, and a tribute to his friend Kelly Marcel who re-wrote “Bronson” to his liking and co-wrote “Venom”.

Oh thank you!!! I know he has tattoos for a lot of his Important People but I guess they're subtle.

[skribestudios]

Logo design for my homies at Mellow Mood Creations - the creators & designers of the Mellow Mood Mat which is the ultimate festival blanket for the free-spirited, adventurous music lover. https://www.mellowmoodcreations.com/

Artwork by Aaron Yealdhall aka Skribe. skribe45@gmail.com

[thefoetidgospel-blog]

Krelk Bitterback Plague Monk,

Originally from Clan Skribe, Krelk felt he had a higher calling to serve The Great Horned Rat in a more spiritual field. He fell into an order of plague monks that eventually joined The Foetid Gospel.

[mysillypoetry]

Once a man called Carver Edlund wrote a book But maybe the story to the pages deserved a closer look About two hunting brothers, not afraid to fight Getting rid of evil, killing monsters in the night But maybe there was more to this authors story Hiding, not showing his potential glory A profet, really named Chuck The fact that Dean and Sam would be real wasn't just pure luck But still how he knew everything before Made us wonder, there might be more Prehaps the one Chuck Surely sold his human soul and blood To not only be a skribe but also the vessel of God....

MySillyPoetry

[spia104reporteilegal]

Siempre q nos vemos es con respeto, también hay cabula en el coto jaja mi #homi #Skribe @skribeks del legendario @kintosolxvida en las puertas de mi casa en la #reporteilegal #guarida #enterprises #buenoscompas #mcs mi casa es tu casa #simehacesesquinayotehagoelparo #yaw #compasdeantaño #amistadeschidas #amistadesviejas #spia104 #reporteilegal #kintosol #kintosoldado #hiphopmexicano #hiphopculture #respeto

[skribblz]

Fics??????? *very eyes, much emoji*

If sooo I recently just came up with another SenGen scenario-

I feel like Senku would question why Gen walks around barefoot all the time. He did offer some shoes for him one time but Gen declined cause I hc that for him it feels nice to walk around barefoot, and that since they're in the Stone world he has freedom to do so without getting called out, which Senku agrees nevertheless. But he does offer to clean his feet for him cause of how dirty they are sjfjsjfjsjf Gen ur gross /j /lh

and I think u know where this is going heehoo 👀👀👀

hehehehEHEHEH yay sengen ty angel <3

"Don't your feet ever...hurt?"

Gen tilts his head, a grin starting to spread across his face, "Aww are you worried about me, Senku-chan?"

"Just answer the question, damn mentalist." The scientist scoffs, earning a giggle.

"Of course it hurts if I step on something sharp," he replies, poking the other on the cheek, "but otherwise, nope! It's kinda like a nice little massage!"

"Don't tell me you have cuts on your feet." Senku starts, ready to go off on a whole tangent. "Someone like you knows how deadly infections can be, especially-"

"Especially in the Stone World, blah blah." Gen imitates, smirking as he received a glare from the other. "It's not that hard to say that you care, you stubborn thing."

Senku glared harder, pink faintly dusted across his cheeks since he couldn't honestly refute that statement. "You're just a-"

"Useful ally, I know, I know." The magician sighs dramatically, "Just another person to exploit."

Suddenly, a rough hand grabs onto his arm, pulling him out of his performance. His single audience member drags Gen along, who honestly doesn't mind. It did give him more chances to annoy the younger man.

"Fine, allow me to repay you for all the work you've done, as well as prevent your feet from falling off later. It's ten billion percent efficient."

"Ooh, where are you taking me, Dr. Ishigami? And please be gentle."

Senku groans, rolling his eyes. "Ew, shut up."

This was way too much fun.

It doesn't take long for Gen to realize that they were heading toward a nearby creek; all those trips to collect flowers for his tricks gave him decent knowledge of the land. Senku leads him down to the side of the water and allows Gen to roll up his the bottoms of his pants before obediently stepping in.

"It's cold!" He whines immediately.

"Deal with it, you big baby." Senku snickers at the mentalist's discomfort, letting this go on for awhile more. "Alright come on, get over here." He sits. "Give me your foot."

Gen backpedals a bit, trying not to fall into the freezing water. He’d prefer not to be soaking wet after all. Senku’s words did surprise him though, and he voices his concerns with a titter. "W-what? Who would've thought you were into stuff like this, Senku-chan!"

"Don't make it sound weird, I'm just cleaning your feet for you."

"I can do that myself-"

"You're the one who says how caring I am. So let me show how much I care." The scientist deadpans. He didn't understand why Gen was being so reluctant, unless there was actually a reason he didn't want his feet touched? Was he trying to hide an injury?

He frowns at Gen, offering his hand expectantly. The other shifts nervously, slowly sitting down on the grassy bank before placing his right heel onto the hand.

Senku immediately starts inspecting, taking note of the (thankfully) shallow scratches. Though when he starts prodding around for anything broken, Gen jolts and his face scrunches up all weird.

"Sorry, does this hurt?"

"No, no. I'm fine." The magician squeaks, willing himself to stay still as Senku shrugs, continuing his lighting poking and tracing.

After what seemed like ages, the sensations stop and Gen breathes a sigh of relief. He hears the bag rustle and Senku pulls out a bar of soap and dunks it into the water a few times. And without warning, he starts scrubbing the surface of Gen's sole.

And Gen squeals, instinctively yanking his foot out of the scientist's loose grasp.

"Oh yeah, you have some scratches so it might sting a little, but I thought you could take it?"

"A little too late for a warning don't you think!?"

"Just let me finish. It's your fault for not wearing shoes in the first place."

"And that's my choice!" Gen cries, trying to crawl away.

"And I'd rather not become the stone world's first amputator so you're just gonna have to bear with it." Senku remarks, snatching up the foot with a firmer grip.

"No means no!"

"Can you not?"

“Can you noEEE- NAahahaha!” The mentalist cackles as the scrubbing begins again. Although he noted that Senku was a bit gentler this time, it didn’t really help with his predicament. Gen’s back hits the grass as he clutches his stomach, desperately tugging at his trapped foot while the giggles fall endlessly from his mouth.

The scientist quickly puts two and two together, finally realizing why Gen was so reluctant to have his feet cleaned. It also explains the constipated looks he got during his inspection. "Huh, you're ticklish.” Senku says, mostly to himself. He watches the other squirm with great interest, cataloging each moment Gen twisted his head, face cherry red and mouth decorated with the cutest smile. “Why didn’t you just say so?”

"Behehecause it's- hAHahaha! Embahaharrassing! Nonononohoho!"

“I guess so.” Senku throws out casually, opting to dig his fingers into the magician’s toes. And Gen goes berserk, hands thumping the ground as he throws his head back, bright laughter filling the sky. He even almost kicks Senku in the face.

Senku, however, found this whole ordeal rather fascinating. He is very amused to find out how such a simple action could prompt such a large reaction. All that smooth-talking and witty remarks, turning into dorky, uncontrollable giggling. “Y’know, I think I like this side of you better, mentalist. Way more easier to deal with.”

And Gen wants to protest and argue and rebuke, but how could he? Nothing but chortles would come out; the ticklish sensations from his foot overloaded his brain, causing him to flail around madly.

The scientist decides that this is enough for now, dropping the foot back into the river. And Gen doesn’t complain this time, chest heaving grateful breaths. Each exhale produces a string of residual giggles, making Senku’s heart flutter just a tiny bit. Gen didn’t need to know that, he determines.

“Thahahat....was so...cruel.” 

Senku shrugs in response, “Again, your fault for not wearing shoes.” 

Gen ponders for a moment, was pushing Senku’s buttons right now really worth it? Sitting up slowly, he looks at the younger man through half-lidded eyes. “Well if you continue to give me special treatment...maybe I won’t ever put on a pair of shoes~” 

“That is extremely illogical and you know it.” 

“Maybe I think it’s nice having you touch me like this.” He really couldn’t help himself. Gen smiles flirtatiously, expecting to be met with wide crimson eyes and an equally crimson face. 

But instead, Senku smirks back, eyes not wide, but calculating. He’s not skillful enough to hide the tint of pink dusting his cheeks though.

“Yeah? I’ll touch you more if you’d like.” 

“Ooooh, how dirty~” 

"Hand over the other foot, mentalist." Senku's grin morphs into something more sinister.

Gen’s jaw drops, a look of betrayal spreads across his face. Asshole. He grits his teeth and then presses his lips into a thin smile, "...Please be gentle?"