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  • #149130
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      @esther-c YESSSS, IT WILL BE AMAZING!!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗

      (sadly, some of my villains choose to never be redeemed 😭)

      #149132
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        @esther-c

        Girl! I love it and hate at the same time, it made me so sad

        Grief has taken a huge place in one of my books and it’s been a ride of sweet and tear filled scenes

        It’s hard to decide if I like sad scenes or not because theyake me cry, but I also love the depth

        Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
        -Thorne

        #149142
        Esther
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          @freedomwriter76

          YESSSS, IT WILL BE AMAZING!!!!! 💗💗💗💗💗

          💖💖

          (sadly, some of my villains choose to never be redeemed 😭)

          Aww! 😭

          Which ones do get redeemed?


          @smiley

          Girl! I love it and hate at the same time, it made me so sad

          Thanks and sorry! ❤️😂 But don’t worry, like I was telling Freedom, Derek is redeemed and learns to find true joy again! 😊 Evangeline actually plays a big role in it, even though she’s gone, because her influence on Derek’s life lasts a long time. ❤️

          Grief has taken a huge place in one of my books and it’s been a ride of sweet and tear filled scenes

          Aww 🥲 It’s important to cover some times though, because I think everyone experiences it at some point or another in their lives. We as Christian writers just get to portray the hope that we have after death in our writing and how we can still trust God through our grief. 💖

          It’s hard to decide if I like sad scenes or not because theyake me cry, but I also love the depth

          Ikr?! Some are just so well written.

          Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende

          #149144
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            @esther-c @godlyfantasy12 @freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision @mineralizedwritings @zemira @keilah-h

            here’s one for the day 9 (Fairy tales) I finally came up with one

            Peter and Kate (yet another Marvel Ship I’m trying XD)

            Peter watched as Lexi and Patrick crawled into the bed. Lexi’s blue eyes stared into his. She reminded him of Morgan, who he has visited a few times, a few years ago. But now she had no clue who he was, nobody did. It would’ve hurt a lot more if his Aunt May and Mr. Stark weren’t gone. It almost seemed like his life hadn’t made a huge difference, even MJ and Ned seemed to get along just fine without him.

            But Kate, Kate was new, she didn’t know the old him, so there was nothing to make her remember. Just new memories waiting to be made.

            “Can you read us a story?” Patrick said laying his head on his pillow. His bedding was themed with red, white, and blue. There was no doubt that he was Bucky’s son.

            “Of course,” Kate said, brushing her long brown hair out of her eyes. “What stories do you like?”

            Lexi shrugged, “I don’t know, fairy tales and stuff,”

            “Right, well fairy tales are best told by Peter,” Kate pointed to Peter.

            Peter hesitated. “Well… uh… let’s tell that one about the three pigs, and the wolf,”

            “Right and the girl in the red dress?”

            “Yeah- wait no that’s a different story, that one has the egg, wait no that-”

            “I thought fairy tales were like Rapunzel and Cinderella,”

            “Okay then go ahead,” Peter gestured for Kate to start the story.

            “Right,” Kate looked at Patrick and Lexi. “Well there was this girl, and she had long hair and an evil stepmom- wait was Repuzle the one with the evil stepmom?”

            Peter looked at her and smirked. “Don’t they all have evil stepmoms?”

            Kate sighed, waiting for Peter to save this story.

            “Okay here’s a different story,” Peter acted confident. “So there was this boy, and he lived on this planet, and he-”

            “What did the planet look like?” Lexi asked with questioning eyes.

            “Well, it…” Kate didn’t know where Peter was going with this.

            “It had two suns,”

            “Right, two suns,” Kate nodded along as Peter talked.

            “And it was really sandy,”

            Kate continued to nod and then looked at Peter. “Wait what? Two suns and it was sandy?”

            “Yeah, and this boy always wanted to get off of the planet, but his uncle and aunt needed him to help on the farm, but then two droids came in with some important information,”

            Kate just listened to the story with a raised eyebrow, trying everything not to say that Peter was just telling the story of Star Wars. 

            “And that’s how Luke saved the whole galaxy,” Peter ended his story and looked at Lexi and Patrick who were fast asleep. “Wasn’t that a good story?”

            “Yeah, there’s nothing I enjoy more than plagiarism,” Kate said with a grin.

            Peter rolled his eyes, “It worked,”

            Kate smiled, “You’re good with kids, me not so much,”

            “You seem pretty good to me, they love you,”

            Kate shrugged, “Maybe… I never had any siblings so the only kids I hung out with were my age, what about you?”

            “No siblings, but I always wanted siblings,” Peter looked down to see Lexi leaning on him, her eyes closed sleeping.

            “She’s sweet, they both are,” Kate said gesturing to Patrick and Lexi.

            “Yeah, but now I can’t move,” Peter was stuck because if he moved Lexi would wake up.

            Kate shrugged. “That’s the price you get when you plagiarize something,”

            “Very funny,”

            “Wasn’t it?” Lexi said with a smile. “I’m going to bed, bye,” Kate gave a sarcastic wave as she left Peter.

            “Thanks,” Peter rolled his eyes trying to make himself comfortable. He liked Kate, he liked her a lot.

            Maybe too much. 

             

            Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
            -Thorne

            #149145
            Esther
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              @smiley

              Aww, adorable!! I love it!! 🥰

              Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende

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                @esther-c @godlyfantasy12 @freedomwriter76 @euodia-vision @mineralizedwritings @zemira @keilah-h

                Here’s one for days 21 and day 24

                The beautiful horizon stood in front of me. Today had been a long day, more like a long week. And so much had happened that I was struggling to wrap my mind around it. And now here I was, standing next to Anakin, my eyes hooked on the horizon, not daring to look at him.

                Anakin glanced over at me, and I already knew what was coming. He reached for my hand, and with a tear I pulled my hand away.

                “Alex…” Anakin said in a shaky voice.

                I closed her eyes, asking God for strength to say what I needed to say. “Anakin, I can’t do this,”

                “Do what?”

                “This! Pretending that everything is okay, and acting like you didn’t do what you did.”

                “I’m sorry,”

                “And I forgive you, but that’s all I can do. We can’t be together, not right now, not after all you did.”

                “Alex,” Anakin hesitated. “I’ve changed,”

                “And maybe you have, but I haven’t seen it yet,” I turned to look Anakin in the eyes, tears streaming down my face. “But how do I know it isn’t an act, I’m still not sure I can trust you to be on my side, let alone with my heart,”

                “Okay,” Anakin looked at the horizon. “Can we at least be friends? Because Alex, I don’t want to lose you in my life,”

                “Yeah,” I turned to look at the horizon. Me and Anakin side by side. “But that’s all we can be,”

                “Okay…” Anakin didn’t want to do this. But if this was the only way she could be in his life, then he would take it, for now.

                Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
                -Thorne

                #149152
                Esther
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                  @smiley

                  Aww, so sad!! 😢 What’s their backstory?

                  Write what should not be forgotten. — Isabel Allende

                  #149176
                  GodlyFantasy12
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                    @EVERYONE!!! I AM BACK WITH A NEW PROMPT LIST FOR JULY!!!

                     

                    this month will be SICKFICS!!!!! They can be fluffy, angsty, a bit of both, or whatever u like (just appropriate XD) and don’t forget trigger warnings.

                    here’s the list!

                    #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
                    #ProtectMarcel
                    #ProtectSeb

                    #149177
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                      @esther-c

                      So the background is basically Anakin went undercover for the government so he could catch Alex and her friends (the government is horrible) But… then he fell in love with her, but through complicated events, he ended up turning her in, but then he changed his mind and helped her escape and take over one of the government bases

                      Do me a favor…. Tell Cress I meant it
                      -Thorne

                      #149180
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                        @godlyfantasy12

                        Awww love this month! Ahhhh there’s so many options for fluffy adorable scenes XD 😍🥰 And maybe some angst too XD

                        Hopefully I can actually write some this month 😂😅

                        I’m actually sick right now lol 😅😔

                        #HugRikerSquad

                        #149182
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                          @ESTHER-C

                          Girl…girl…oh my goodness girl…I don’t know how I missed your last one…but GIRL THAT WAS SOOOOOOOO GOOD AND HEARTBREAKING AND PRECIOUS AHHHHHH 💖💖💖😭😭😭🥹🥹🥹

                          You just made me fall in love with Adrien  (even though I haven’t heard a whole lot about him) AND now I really really really needddddd Derek and Adrien to be redeemed because OH MY GOODNESS…*gestures frantically* I JUST NEED ITTTT!!! They’ve gone through so much tragedy 😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭😭

                          I’M SO GLAD THEY’RE GOING TO BE REDEEMED!!! SCREEEEEE 😍😍😍😍😍😍😍 *Happiness*

                          I LOVE IT SO MUCH GIRLLLL 💖💖💖😭😭😭 GREAT JOB!!! 😍😍😍😍

                          #HugRikerSquad

                          #149335
                          whaley
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                            Ha, I’ve already written scenes like this XD Calvin is a nightmare when he’s sick. Kinda spirals from an innocent cold to full on hallucinations and zombie energy.

                            “Everything is a mountain”

                            #149339
                            GodlyFantasy12
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                              YALL MY THING DIDN’T POST!!

                              #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
                              #ProtectMarcel
                              #ProtectSeb

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                                Day 1: Fever

                                (This takes place after the first series sometime)

                                They’d been trekking for a while now; the greenery of the surrounding wood becoming ever more dense as the group continued deeper and deeper still. November bent down to avoid a low hanging branch, squinting as the light around them grew dimmer, trees growing closer together.

                                Anyone else hate this as much as I do?” Nyx raised a brow, ducking lower, tails swishing behind him as he walked between Lyn and Grimm’s feet. He’d grown a few inches in the last few months, as well as a bit bulkier, and his voice had deepened slightly, though he still remained the same troublesome kit as ever.

                                “We’ll be fine, just keep your eyes to the ground. Watch your steps,” Ara said, holding up a single lantern, arm wrapped around her younger brother, who now, having gone through a small growth spurt, reached her midriff.

                                He was still rather small though, and gangly, and he bent close to her, frowning at the sudden darkness as the sun lowered, making way for the moon. His arms held tight to Hope, the bear looking a bit smaller than when they’d first met the boy.

                                “I think we should make camp soon. It’s getting dark. I can scout a place out up ahead,” Grimm spoke, stepping forward. Ara nodded, watching as the young man, the second tallest of the group-November had recently passed him-shifted into his wolf form.

                                “Nyx, you go with him. Corvina, I only have the one lantern…do you mind-”

                                “Yea, yea,” Corvina nodded, waving her hand. As she did so, the shadows and darkness around them slowly dispersed, allowing a path for the wolf and kit to walk through.

                                Gah, why do I have to go?

                                “You can help Grimm find a good spot,” Ara said.

                                “Come on, Nyxie, I’ll go with ya.” Jocelyn chuckled.

                                “Fine…”

                                “Well, if Cori’s going, so am I,” A voice called out, making November jump. The voice chuckled, a hand grabbing his shoulder playfully. “Sorry pal, didn’t mean to startle ya.”

                                Corvina rolled her eyes, stalking after Grimm and entirely ignoring Arthur as he bounded around November, blonde hair glowing in the firelight. He followed after the small group headed to search for camp, grinning the entire way.

                                November let out a small breath, heart still beating wildly. He blinked, licking his suddenly dry lips. He rubbed his temples, pursed his lips.

                                “S-Sure is, is, dark…” Pax whispered, rubbing one of Hope’s ears.

                                “Don’t worry, Pax. They’ll find somewhere to stay for the night.” Luna said, stepping forward from behind, a small staff with her crystal embedded in the top in hand. She gently took Paxton’s hand in her own, smiling.

                                “That’s right. We’ll wait here until they come back.” Ara said.

                                November tried for a smile, a small chill running down his spine. He closed his eyes for a moment, a small, tired sigh leaving his lungs. He cleared his throat, rubbing the back of his neck. His heart thudded in his ears, drumming through like a river, unrelenting. He took a small step forward.

                                “-Ember? November?” A small touch on his shoulder made him turn his head, blinking.

                                “Wh-at?” He asked, mouth dry.

                                “November, what’s wrong?” Arabella asked, lantern held high, fire making her deep brown eyes sparkle. November winced against the light, feeling a bit dizzy. He shook his head, forcing a small smile.

                                “N-Nothing, why?”

                                “Luna said something felt off…You weren’t answering us.” Luna was looking at him worriedly, eyes wide.

                                “I’m fine,” November said. Ara raised a brow, not looking satisfied with his answer. Before she could say anything more, though, the bushes beside them rustled. Ara spun, hand flying to the sword hooked to her back.

                                A wolf’s snout appeared from the brush and Ara relaxed slightly, recognizing the unmistakable markings. She straightened, smiling. “Grimm, did you find a place?”

                                The wolf shifted into his human form. Grimm nodded and then tilted his head back to where he came. “There’s a nice clearing up ahead. Good coverage but not enough to block the moonlight. I left the others there to start setting up. Figured Corvina, Lyn and Nyx could handle themselves.”

                                “And Arthur?” Luna asked, giggling. Grimm raised a brow, then shrugged.

                                The group followed Grimm through the thick foliage, ducking as long, dark branches curved and twisted along their path, as if trying to stop them from reaching their destination.

                                November fell beside Luna, near the rear of the party, sides aching and legs feeling like liquid. He shuddered, a coolness that made sweat drip down his neck gripping him. He reached out, gripping a nearby tree in order to steady his lazy steps.

                                “November?” Luna asked, already reaching to steady him.

                                “M’fine,” he slurred, just as his foot hit a protruding vine on the forest floor, causing his to collapse against the trunk he held.

                                “November!” Luna cried, immediately ducking under the taller young man, grabbing underneath one side of him and trying with all of her might to hold him up.

                                The others turned at her cry, Ara’s face going ashen as she lifted her lantern at the sight. She rushed forward, passing the light to her brother who took it in one hand, the other still gripping Hope against his face.

                                “Wh-at’s w-wrong…E-Ember hurt…?” Paxton made a small noise, sounding a bit like a wounded animal.

                                Grimm stepped forward, taking November from Luna and helping to hold up most of his weight, though the young girl still refused to let the ginger go completely, her eyes wide and sparkling, fingers twitching, as if she were trying to sense what was happening.

                                “I knew something wasn’t right…” She whispered.

                                November, meanwhile, could barely lift his head, eyes glazing as it lolled against his neck, his weight now leaning on Grimm. He felt embarrassed for a moment, realizing what had happened, and was happening, but he was too tired.

                                No, exhausted

                                To do anything about it.

                                Ara gently cupped his face in her hands, lifting it up until their eyes met. His vision was a bit blurry, but he could still make out the concerned look in her beautiful brown eyes.

                                Oh, Light, N…You’re burning up…”

                                Alarm bells rang in November’s head, his stomach twisting into knots.

                                “Don’t…touch…” November said, one hand weakly, pathetically trying to push Ara’s away. He shifted in Grimm’s grip, forcing the older boy to hold him tighter.

                                “Easy. She didn’t mean like that.” Grimm said.

                                The words rang through his skull, banging around until they finally hit. He relaxed, though only slightly.

                                It was true…he didn’t feel the same burning inside like he usually did when he was about to use his Flame…

                                But then…what…

                                “A fever?” A voice spoke.

                                Whose? 

                                Things were starting to get a bit blurry now…his ears were drumming again.

                                A fever…? Could…could he even get fevers?

                                He’d had them as a child…or at least he’d gotten sick before…but…was it possible now? With this ability? 

                                Need…camp…rest…”

                                The words buzzed in his brain as Ara slowly lowered his head. His eyes closed, every muscle contracting as he shivered.

                                Why was he so cold…?

                                “November? November! N! N…!”

                                Slowly…the words faded into oblivion.

                                #IfMarcelDiesIRiot
                                #ProtectMarcel
                                #ProtectSeb

                                #149355
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                                  @esther-c

                                  Which ones do get redeemed?

                                  Ooh, great question!!! 😏

                                  Of courseeeee, some of these will be spoilers. But do I care? NOT ONE BIT!!!! XD

                                  Soo, the ones that get redeemed are these (my most precious villains/antagonists, most of them 😭): Adolphus, Dietrich, Erich, possibly Felix (haven’t decided yet…really want it to happen tho!!!!), Steffi

                                  Andddd, that may be it 😅

                                  Hans, Frida, Hitchens, Kurt, people like that…uh…they all have to die unredeemed, because they choose to stay that way. 😔😢

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