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@lightoverdarkness6 AHH, GIRLLL, I’M SO SORRYYYYYYYYYYY!!!! 😭😭😭
*offers you a huge plate of cookies and a big box of tissues*
I’m so sorrryyyyy…if it makes you feel any better, it made me sad too😭 my baby bois….💖💖💖😭
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Ok y’all…I wrote a scene for Ezekiel’s possible book!!!!!
and y’all…I never saw it coming…but one of my characters is changing a lot from her original design……
AND I ABSOLUTELY LOVE IT!!!! 😍😍
No trigger warnings this time 😊😉
“Glad to have you here today…have a blessed week.” Ezekiel said with a smile, saying goodbye to yet another church member and his family.
“Pastor, may I speak with you in a more…private room?”
Ezekiel turned and blinked a couple of times.
Eleanor?
He had seen her a few Sundays for weeks now…but what was she doing at his church?
Ezekiel slowly nodded and smiled gently. “Of course, madam…follow me to my office, but I will say that my wife is in there.”
Eleanor smiled gently and slowly shook her head. “That is quite alright, Ezekiel…I don’t mind, as long as she doesn’t mind a child coming in as well.”
Only then did Ezekiel notice the small girl clutching to Eleanor’s skirts…tan skinned, wearing a headscarf over her curls…and wearing a shiny badge.
A Jewish child? Why did Eleanor have a Jewish child with her?
“My children are already inside with my wife…it is quite alright.” Ezekiel replied, leading Eleanor into his office.
Hannah looked up. “Ezekiel, darling…?”
“Hannah, would you mind taking the children out into the sanctuary, including our guest…?”
Eleanor smiled gently at the little girl. “You can say your name, sweetheart.”
The little girl smiled gently. “…A-Annette.”
Ezekiel smiled. “Annettte…a beautiful name. Hannah, would you mind?”
His wife slowly shook her head, picking Faith up, setting the five-month-old on her hip. “Of course not. Lila, Samuel, follow me. Annette, darling, would you like to come with me? I can find you something to eat in the kitchen.”
The children all smiled and followed Hannah, and Ezekiel softly closed the door. He turned on Eleanor. “Who is that child, Eleanor…because I know she is not yours.”
“She is the younger daughter of my childhood friend, Hadassah. Hadassah will be captured by the Gestapo soon…she knows so. I know what you do, and I want my friend’s daughters to be safe…that is all I ask.”
She knew what he was doing? What if this was a trap?
“Lord, give me discernment,” Ezekiel whispered; he turned his attention back to Eleanor, “Eleanor…I apologize if I seem rude, but need I remind you that your husband is a high officer in the SS?”
“I know that Ezekiel…but I have been taught the true Gospel since birth. My father was a pastor and my mother was just as strong in her faith. This hatred against Jews is wrong. Anything that hurts an innocent life is wrong…especially when it comes to children. They are God’s gifts from heaven…his heritage, even.”
“Does your husband know you have been coming to my church?”
Eleanor shook her head. “Not at all. He long ago chose to stay out of my religious business…considering he believes none of it.”
“None?”
Eleanor nodded. “None. His parents were…fake Christians…almost everyone he knew was.”
Ezekiel nodded. “That is certainly going around.”
He hated it, but it was true. Fake Christianity was rampant in Nazi Germany.
He faced Eleanor again. “How do I not know this is a trap?”
“I don’t believe you can…but I wish you would trust me. No one knows I have been coming here, especially not my husband or his older brother. Annette and Leah, Hadassah’s other daughter, are beautiful girls…special just like every other child, and I want them to be safe. Hadassah asked me to find someone to help her daughters…she already lost her husband a few years ago.”
Ezekiel let out a deep breath. “…I trust you. When can I get Annette and Leah? I will bring them here, and from there, we will devise a plan to get them to safety.”
“Thank you…oh, thank you so much, Ezekiel. I will ask Hadassah, but you should be able to get the girls by Wednesday night. I must go to dinner at my brother-in-law’s tonight, but I will speak with Hadassah tomorrow. I owe much to you, Pastor…thank you.”
“Of course.”
Eleanor smiled and opened the door.
“Eleanor, wait.”
Eleanor smiled gently, closed the door, and faced Ezekiel again. “Yes, Ezekiel?”
“…Are you willing to even lie to your husband about all of this?”
Eleanor paused, but after a long moment, she nodded. “Yes. The Bible says for wives to submit to their husbands…but innocent lives are at stake, and I believe God will forgive me for not doing as my husband would wish for me to do in these times. Christ sacrificed so much for me…who am I to do any less for someone else?”
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I love it!!
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That’s great! I love it!
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@smiley @highscribeofaetherium Thx y’all!! 💖💖
(btw, Miley, I’m about to go try and read your Yelena/Avengers fic…fyi 😊😉💖)
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I have yet another Ezekiel scene…bc I’m in that mood, apparently 😂
So here y’all gooooooo!!!!!!
TRIGGER WARNING: LIGHT VIOLENCE AND THREATENING
“Stop playing ignorant…you know about the resistance group in this area, and we know you are a part of it…so spill it already.”
The hood was removed off of Ezekiel’s head, and he could finally breathe clearly. Blood trailed from blows inflicted upon him, but he still refused to waver.
‘If anyone would come after me, let him deny himself and take up his cross and follow me.’
Jesus’ words. Ezekiel had to be ready, even willing, to suffer.
Kurt’s hand came, swift and fast. “Answer the question, Reverend.”
Ezekiel looked up at his younger brother, metallic blood on his tongue. “What happened to you…?”
“Me!? You’re the filthy traitor!”
“God doesn’t want you in this place, Kurt…he doesn’t. He has so much better for you. You can turn away and leave all of this behind.”
Kurt grabbed one of Ezekiel’s blonde curls and tugged it, hard. “You just don’t understand, do you, Ezekiel!? I’ve finally found a place where I’m appreciated, instead of being judged. I’ve finally found…everything I’ve been looking for. I’ve found purpose, a mission, meaning…yet you can’t appreciate any of it.”
Ezekiel slightly leaned his head back, looking into his brother’s matching blue eyes. “Kurt…oh Kurt, don’t you know that your meaning can only be found in Christ?”
Kurt glared. “I want nothing to do with your God. He’s done nothing for me.”
“He brought you to life, Kurt. He could have never created you. He gave his son to die for you.”
Kurt rolled his eyes and turned away. “Just tell me what you know about the group.”
His brother’s salvation mattered so much to Ezekiel…more than anything at the present moment. “Kurt…Christ can make you new. He can erase your past and give you a better, brighter future…he can change everything.”
“I already told you-“
“God is calling to you, Kurt, but you have chosen to ignore him, all because you want what you desire more than you want him and the hope he gives.”
“Tell me about the group-!”
“Kurt, all I ask is that you listen for his voice…he will give you everything you need. It may not be the easiest walk, but it is the best, because you will never be alone again.”
“Shut it, I just want information-!”
Tears filled Ezekiel’s eyes, and he once again interrupted his brother. “God will never judge you, Kurt, if only you would put your full trust in him. He will give you your identity…and your true meaning will finally be found. You don’t have to run anymore, Kurt, you can-“
“ENOUGH! Schmidt, get in here!”
A uniformed guard entered, snapping a salute to Kurt.
Kurt pointed a shaking finger at Ezekiel, a vein pulsing in his neck. “Untie him. He is refusing to answer my questions. Take him to the other interrogation room and tell Lieutenant Bruner he is on disciplinary duty and will deliver as many lashes to this prisoner’s bare back as he sees fit, with a minimum of five. Don’t stand there idle!”
The guard rushed to do as Kurt ordered, quickly untying Ezekiel.
Ezekiel stood and faced his brother. “…I pray every day for you.”
Kurt grinned. “Let’s see what your God can do for you now. Maybe a few lashes will get you to talk, brother.”
The guard led Ezekiel out of the room.
Ezekiel prayed with each step, fighting back tears. He just wanted salvation for his younger brother…he just wanted Kurt to see his worth in Christ.
God would be faithful; Ezekiel knew that much.
But that didn’t mean that there wasn’t any pain.
Ezekiel closed his eyes, tight.
“Reach him, Lord, please.”
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I hope she can be trusted 😭
"And so I left this world just as I had entered it. Confused."
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Little scene I wrote with Tauren and Lesli!
“What’s wrong?”
Lesli sits down next to Tauren, brushing back her oily blond tangles. Tauren looks up, still wiping a tear from his eye.
“I uh—” He pauses, furrowing his eyebrows. “Miss my parents.” He trails off, embarrassed.
“I just—wish this all could have happened when I was older. I wasn’t really ready for it. But when are we ever ready when opportunities come around?” He smiles faintly, meeting Lesli’s eyes.
She just nods, fiddling with the tree bark peeling from her log. “Yeah.”
Tauren stares down into the fire, glowing brightly against the darkening sky. “Do you miss yours?” He asks, his voice unsure.
“No.” Lesli replies coldly, her tone sharp. “I won’t. I came here to make a better life in the world they ruined. I’m won’t miss them.”
Tauren shirks away from her, his eyes warry. “Little harsh.”
“You don’t know what it’s like.” Lesli’s tone cuts through the soft crackle of the fire. Tauren pokes the fire with a nearby stick, glancing nervously at Lesli.
“I don’t… but I don’t think you need to go that far. I mean I suppose one could also say you don’t know what it was like for them.”
“Tauren–!” Lesli breathes frustration. “You just don’t get it.”
“I’m just sayin’… maybe you don’t have the full picture.”
“How would that change what they did to me though? They drove me away—and I’m supposed to miss them?” Lesli gestures with her hands, letting them fall back into her lap.
Tauren folds his arms, staring blankly ahead into the fire. “I dunno. I just thought you could have had a little more compassion towards them. Surely they didn’t mean for it to end like this.”
“—It doesn’t change what happened though!”
“Woah ok ok… I was just trying to help…” Tauren puts a warning hand up. Lesli turns away slightly.
“Hey um…” Tauren pauses.
Lesli cringes. “I didn’t mean to make an argument.”
“Yeah. I—” Tauren pauses again, rubbing his chin. “I should go back to the cabin.”
Lesli stares ahead blankly as Tauren scoots closer to her on the log. Tears brim in her eyes.
“Goodnight.” He leans forwards to kiss her on the check before turning to leave.
“Goodnight.” Lesli pauses. “Love you.” She cringes.
Tauren turns back, his eyes meeting hers. “Love you too.”
Lesli breathes a sigh of relief as she watches Tauren disappear among the forest.
Phew. Just checking.
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@mineralizedwritings Aww, Tauren, Lesli!!! 😍😍💖💖🥹😢
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OH, @acancello forgot to tag you…just posted a scene above! 😄☝️
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NOOO, IT DELETED IT!!! 😭😭😭
ughhh, here it is again, sorry if y’all see this twice 😭
@mineralizedwritings @lightoverdarkness6 @hybridlore @elishavet-pidyon @koshka @godlyfantasy12 @whalekeeper @smiley @euodia-vision @esther-c @anyone-else-idk-who-else-wants-to-read-lol-XDI wrote a Violet Iris resistance group scene!!!!
We get The Bois, Ezekiel, Jezyk, Esther, Riker…and I love this scene a lot 😂😂
We also get things BLOWN UP!!! because wHaT could be more fun than seeing Nazi equipment blown up?
*crickets chirp*
Welll *cough cough* ahem…I guess I’ll just share the scene then XXD
Again, no trigger warnings this time! 😉😄 (unless blowing up a bridge is triggering…🤔) so just enjoy!!!
A crisp breeze blew, tousling Leo’s hair and pulling at his coat.
The shadow of the looming concrete bridge overtook him, but he could still see. A handheld radio in hand, he listened to the others. Quietly, he spoke. “How far are the trucks?”
A moment of pause.
“Just a few more minutes…is the bomb ready?” Riker asked.
“Almost,” Reuben tied off wires, “and there we go, it’s done.”
“Perfect,” Ezekiel’s smile was almost visible in Leo’s head, “we’ll stop them from crossing the bridge.”
“We should wait until both trucks are on it.”
“Jakob…we’re not out to kill anyone.” Joshua argued over the radio.
Jakob scoffed and lapsed into silence.
Leo glanced up.
The trucks were already close.
“Reuben…are you ready?”
Reuben grinned. “Ready as I’ll ever be.”
“The trucks will be in position in…” Wolfgang trailed off.
Leo held up his fingers as Wolfgang continued to count.
“One.”
Two fingers.
“Two.”
Three fingers.
“Three.”
Leo faced Reuben. “Time to blow up this bridge.”
Reuben lit the fuse.
Leo grabbed his brother’s arm and dove into a small trench nearby, covering his ears.
The bridge erupted in an explosion of flames, and soldiers leapt from their trucks, screaming confused, angry German as they watched the bridge they were going to cross crumble into hundreds of pieces.
Reuben sat up and faced Leo with a grin. “That was awesome.”
“Come on,” Leo grabbed the rifle he’d been given, “it’s not over yet.”
He leapt out of the trench and ran up the hill, knocking one of the soldiers aside with the butt of his rifle, careful to not hit the man too hard.
He wasn’t out to kill anyone…none of them were.
Out of the corner of his eye, he saw Riker take two more men down, knocking them unconscious, laying them in front of one of the trucks.
Jakob took another man down.
Joshua shoved a soldier down that had come up behind Wolfgang.
Ezekiel leapt onto the back of one of the trucks, and Leo followed him, rifle still in hand. “Ezekiel-?” He stopped.
There were people in the truck…all wearing the yellow, shiny stars he and his brothers had to wear that marked them as Jews.
It was a truck carrying Jews to a camp.
He…he thought it was just filled with…soldiers.
Ezekiel lowered the ramp and motioned to all of the people inside. “Please, come on, we will bring you somewhere safe.”
Leo helped several of the people down, and Esther rushed over to help as well, having come on the mission.
Leo helped the last person, a young teenaged girl, down, and faced Ezekiel. “Is the other truck full of people too?”
Ezekiel slowly nodded. “Yes, but Wolfgang and Jezyk helped the people out of the other truck. We need to lead all of these people to the church.”
“I don’t think they will all fit,” Esther tugged her headscarf lower, “and how will we not attract attention?”
Ezekiel bit his lip, looking around at all of the rescued people. “I don’t know…but God will show us a way.”
“A distraction could be used,” Joshua smiled gently, “and I even have an idea, if it is alright with you, Ezekiel…I and Jakob could handle the distraction.”
Ezekiel slowly nodded. “Of course. Stay safe.”
“We will,” Joshua turned around, gripping Jakob’s arm, “come on, Jakob…let’s provide a small distraction for the others.”
The two of them rushed off.
Riker walked over, a small boy in his arms, facing Ezekiel. “We need to move, and quick…the other soldiers and officers will hear about this soon, even if all of the men here are unable to go anywhere for a while.”
Esther pulled her headscarf down a little lower and raised an eyebrow at Riker. “The child…why are you holding him? If you do not mind me asking.”
“He…he’s here alone. He said his family is gone and he got scared by the explosion…you’re free to take him, if you’d like.”
The small boy clung to Riker, and Esther slowly shook her head. “I believe he likes you more in this moment.”
Riker nodded and faced Leo. “Leo, you and I are going to take the back of the group to make sure we aren’t followed from behind. Reuben, Esther, stay somewhere in the middle on the outside to keep an eye on everything. Wolfgang, Jezyk, stay in the front to keep an eye on anything ahead.”
Ezekiel smiled and nodded. “Wonderful plan, Riker. I will also go in the front.”
Everyone helped lead all of the rescued people into two columns, and together as a unit, everyone moved forward.
Leo, rifle in hand, glanced at Riker. “Do you think we’ll be able to hide all of these people?”
“…We have to. There is no other option.” Riker replied, voice quiet, dark blue eyes filled with regret and even guilt that Leo understood all too well.
The small boy in Riker’s arms shifted, wrapping his arms around Riker’s neck.
“Did he tell you his name?”
Riker nodded and motioned something to the boy.
The boy nodded, shifting so he could face Leo as they walked.
He was young…couldn’t have been more than six…all alone in the world.
He moved his hands, first laying a flat hand on his chest, then bouncing fingers on top of each other, before moving his hands in all kinds of ways.
Leo watched in awe, wondering how such a small, young child could remember how to speak using only his hands.
“He’s telling you his name. His name is Iosif…and he’s…deaf. Just like my son Eli who’s in America.”
“He’s Jewish and deaf.” Leo whispered.
Riker nodded, smiling at Iosif. “All of the odds against him, but we’ll help him rise victorious.”
Against All Odds.
Hmm, it fit for Leo and his brothers too, along with the Violet Iris resistance group.
They’d fight and win…even with all of the odds stacked against them, they would rise… as conquerors.
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