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maskymoo · 1 year
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Here comes Scar and Cinnamon's family next!
Scar and Cinnamon are childhood best friends. With a shared trauma and past as well, both could consider themselves to be siblings. This is the case when it came to the technical adoption of Cinnamon into Scar's family.
While the rest of Scar's family are very jolly, Scar acts a little more emo. Not out of rebellion, that's just the way they are. Their family doesn't mind at all their different appearance and/or personality.
Cinnamon, Scar, and Charlie are all siblings and for some reason consider napping as bonding time. Scar's mother, Joana, is friends with Annie due to their similar interests (Annie mainly in cooking, and Joana mainly in baking). Their father I still need to develop but he's a cool guy lol.
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inkittsposts · 1 year
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Wife Swap https://www.inkitt.com/stories/romance/919177
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unfoldingmoments · 11 months
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I am Dead
Life is beautiful, but it has an end. One Sunday afternoon after church, I made plans with my best friend, David. We were excited to meet up and have the opportunity to see the greatest baseball game ever. We had waited for a very long time for this to happen. The best two teams were going to play against each other that afternoon. They were the best of their division, with the best record, and it was going to be a faceoff. The weather couldn’t have been any more perfect than it was that afternoon: Mid-70s and blue sky, not even one cloud in the heavens.
David and I grew up together watching these two teams play, way back from childhood. I asked him to meet me by my house, as he lived within walking distance from my place. We were going to drive to the stadium in my car. We were amped up and fired up and ready to go. David was cool, easygoing, tall and slender, with jet-black hair and light brown eyes, and
he enjoyed the gym. He had a charisma with the girls. I was medium built, with jet-black hair, dark brown eyes, and I loved working out.
David and I were inseparable and the best of friends. As he approached my house, I was waiting outside in front of my car. He yelled out, “Hey John, how’s it going today? Are you ready to see your team lose?” I laughed out loud. We got in my car. “I must say, John, you keep this car in mint condition, beautiful and shining. This is a great sports car.”
As we headed down the road, I was so tempted to turn on my CD player and pump up my Christian music. But I felt a little uncomfortable doing that; you see, my best friend wasn’t a Christian, so I didn’t want to offend him. As I turned on the radio and was trying to tune to a station that would be OK, all I heard was David scream at the top of his lungs, saying “Watch out!” And then the world went dark.
What is life? What is its value? What price tag could you put on it? Why are we here? It’s funny how we get a birth date, a place where we are born, and a time to die. But what happens in between these events? I heard once that as soon as we are born, we start to die. In the meantime, we grow up, go to school, travel, make friends, make career choices, and get a job. Many people choose marriage, while a few remain single.
Life is a journey. We know that the station where we get on the train of life is called the birthplace, the hospital. As we travel through life on this train, we pass many stops, circumstances, situations, and opportunities, but we never know where and when will be the final stop. As I opened my eyes, not having a recollection of where I was, I found myself surrounded by doctors and nurses. As I tried so hard to put the pieces together, I realized that I was in the intensive care unit of a hospital. I heard the voice of the doctor; he reassured me that everything was going to be OK. But in a flash I remembered my dear friend, David. As I turned to the doctor, in a small whisper I asked, “How is my friend David?”
The doctor bowed his head and in a gentle voice said, “Your friend didn’t make it. He passed away.” There was a cry in my spirit, knowing that David wasn’t a Christian. That night I fell into a deep sleep because of the medications given to me, and I had a vivid dream.
In that dream, I was in my house. It was a beautiful day, and as I stared out my living room window I saw the mailman approaching the house.
I jumped out of my recliner and ran to the door, down the three steps of the house, and to
the mailbox to get the mail. As I shuffled through the letters I saw a light bill, a phone bill, my mortgage, and in between there was an unusual envelope, an envelope like I had never seen before and with very unusual writing on it.
All it said on the envelope was, “A letter from your best friend, David.” My hands started to shake as I opened the letter. My breath was heavy, and worry and fear came over me. This is what I read:
Dear Best Friend,
I hope this letter finds you well. As for me, I wish I could say the same. I find myself in a place where you can’t count the days or the time, the months or the years. I was given this one opportunity to write you this letter. Here goes. Why, why, why?
We grew up together, we denied each other nothing, we wore each other’s clothes, we went to the same elementary school together, we skipped over to junior high school together, and we landed in high school. We shared many classes throughout our education, we knew each other’s best secrets, but there was only one great secret that you kept from me. His name is Jesus Christ.
Why, why, why, did you keep this one secret from me? I thought that you loved me as your best friend. Now I find myself in a place that words can’t even describe. A forever place of no rest, sadness, sorrow, grief, torment, torture, and, all along, you knew about this place and you kept this away from me, the truth. Who would have known if you had shared your faith with me, like you shared everything else with me?
As I write this letter to you, my tormentors are waiting for me. These are my final words to you, my dear friend. You were a Christian, and yet you kept the best from me. Were you embarrassed; were you ashamed? Why would you do this to me? I could have had Jesus in my life, but look at me now. Farewell forever; I will never see you again. The tormentors are waiting for me.
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How is your evangelism to the dead world that we live in today? Are you ashamed of the Gospel, or are you living for Christ? Are you a mouthpiece for Jesus Christ, or has the devil shut you down? Are you standing on the tomb of the dead and calling people out, or are you just passing them by? We are called to sound the trumpet. My question is, does your trumpet have the sound of Jesus Christ? Ref: Chapter 11 : I am Dead, From the book: "Unmasking the Devil: Strategies to Defeat Eternity's Greatest Enemies" by John Ramirez
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bossladykei · 1 year
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Keeper (Kensley Panthers Book 1) by Nicole Dykes
Just finished this book. About to start the next book to this series. Book Review: ***Spoilers here and there*** This book was really good. At first I thought it was going to be boring when I started it awhile back but I actually enjoyed Camden and Kingston story. To me I felt like Kingston had a thing for Camden. It took for Cam to actually come out as GAY to Kingston for King to actually…
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baekonfire · 1 year
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So I just spent 1h scrolling through old conversations with my used-to-be bestfriend and I don't know how I ended up like this 😪
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mj-ackerman · 11 months
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They all just barges in into the Forger's like it's their own house too.
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Especially Yuri
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Fiona is probably the only one who had the decency to ring the doorbell first
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but Yuri also did the same during his first visit so Fiona will probably do same thing eventually.... maybe when she becomes close enough to the Forgers.
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gatzbright · 2 months
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faerenjun · 1 year
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BEST FRIEND EVER MV // RENJUN
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letmeintourheart · 6 months
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last Trip| Vinnie Hacker
Part.1
pairing: vinnie x sofi
summary: last trip to beach house before going to college, unfolding truths.
word count: 875
warnings: fluff, some teasing
authors note: this is my first time writing leave any comment for request and recommendations on how to get better lmk.
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My best friend has always been by my side in good and bad times. She’s always had my back for everything. We’ve known each other since we were babies. Our moms were best friends, so we became best friends. I think growing up with her was the best part of my life. She has an older brother, Vincent. He likes to be called Vin, but I like to fuck around with him and call him his baby name, Vinnie. He absolutely hates it. I will admit, though, that the hardest part of growing up with Violet was that I had to see Vinnie grow up. Why? You may ask, Well, let’s just say he had the biggest glow up. Me and Vi made a pact that we would never date each other, brother. They are off limits, but that didn’t stop me from looking at his godly features, how perfect his face and eyes are, how his lips are a perfect red color, and how his body was sculpted by the gods. I mean, what more can I say? He’s perfect.
This is the last summer me and Vi are spending with our families since we are going to college. We decided that this weekend we were going with some of my friends and Vis to our family beach house for the week. We also invited our brothers because we are very close to each other. While I was packing, my brother Eden walked in, "Hi, are you ready to go?” He asked. "Yeah, I just need to pack some other things, and we’ll be on our way.” I answered, "Okay, I’ll wait for you at the car. By the way, Vin is here, he’s getting a few snacks for the rode, so if you want any, let him know,” he answered. Eden knew that I had a little crush on Vinnie, but he never confronted me about it. After I finished packing, I went down the stairs to the kitchen to get some drinks. I bumped into someone; it was Vinnie. “Hi, you want any chips or treats for the rode?” He asked. “I’ll get them, thank you,” I answered quickly, trying not to look at him. Vinnie is a very tall and intimidating guy, and since I had a little crush on him, it was very hard not to feel intimidated by him. “Whatever you say, Fia" he said with a grin on his face. I turned around to face him, trying not to attack him right then and there after the nick name that came out of his mouth. “What did you just call me?” I said it with a loud tone. “You heard me,” he said, leaning on to the island counter in the middle of the kitchen. I rolled my eyes and turned to the fridge door. "Okay, Vinnie," I said while laughing. His eyes stayed on me, but this look was different; his eyes became dark, and his smile became a small smirk. "Oh, it’s on,” he said while walking toward the now-open fridge. I closed the door of the fridge and saw him standing behind me, death staring me up and down and stopping at my eyes. He moved closer and closer to me, not breaking eye contact. I got scared of what was going to happen and started walking backwards until my back hit the cold fridge door. We were now inches away from each other's faces, and when Vinnie broke the silence, "We can play this little game all day and I'll still win,” he said, laughing at how intimidated I looked. “What are you even talking about, Vinnie? I'm not playing any games with you, am I?" I said, smirking, that I knew exactly what I was doing to him. He began to grab my hands and put them above my head. I couldn’t help but stare at him and lose my breath. He got closer and closer to my face, to the point where our lips made the smallest contact. It made me so desperate to taste him. I wanted him to touch me in ways others haven’t and wanted him to ruin me in this kitchen right now, but that was all interrupted when we heard someone coming from around the corner. Vinnie let go of my hands and moved a few feet away from me. I was still taken back by the events that were about to happen.
Violet then entered the kitchen. “We’ve been waiting for the past 10 minutes for you two. What’s taking so long?” She said, and me and Vinnie looked at each other before he started talking. “We were just getting the last few snacks for the rode, and Fia here asked me to help with her bags,” he said, looking at me with that same smirk that led to the events led to the events before. We then began to walk out the house and load mine and vinnies bags, and i wasn’t so lucky to sit with Vi because she called shotgun so i got stuck with vinnie in the back. The ride to the beach house is about 6 hours and we were just starting to take off at 6 pm, so this is gonna be a long ride.
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maskymoo · 1 year
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Finally got the family tree and relationship chart done!
This was a fun challenge to complete as this also features characters, that while not showing up in the story, play into the backstory of a few of these characters.
Anyway, while these are both kinda sloppy, these charts were more to help me with important character information while also being simple enough for me to understand lol.
(Also, when it shows Masky being the caretaker of three particular characters, it just means that she treats them like if they were her younger siblings.)
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loopydloper · 1 year
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Peak self indulgent request: Anton cuddling with Bec noir. I must say this now before I inevitably regret it weeks down the line
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ARGFERGRGRRTRFE . !!!!!!!
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menhemafu · 1 month
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actually, nilfruits is my best friend so all my hcs are real
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bossladykei · 1 year
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Just finished this book. About to start the next book to this series. #bookstagram #readingnook #nookonipod #nook #nookapp #nookonipad #nookreader #ebooks #epubbooks #nicoledykes #mmromance #mmbooks #googleplaybooks #playbooks #keeper #besfriends #smalltown #smallmindedpeople #kensleypanthersseries #kensleypanthers https://www.instagram.com/p/CpulSpwOmfL/?igshid=NGJjMDIxMWI=
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viovio · 5 months
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ay nakaur tinatamad
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betzabobababi · 1 year
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I might go on a small hiatus just to clear my head
I uh-
recently broke up with my best-friend and I'm having trouble comprehending my feelings.
She made me feel like everything I did was wrong and that I was the reason why she was leaving me. She said I was a condescending ass-hole because I didn't want to do everything how she wanted. When I saw we started drifting apart I tried my best to stay with her even though I knew our friendship was toxic. But the harder I tried the harder she pulled away. I'm not sure how to feel. Worst thing is now I can't tell my best-friend about this. We used to tell each other everything.
Point is I won't be writing but I'll still be on Tumblr (not as much as usual,) (I'll also be de-cluttering my inbox to get a new mind set) I just need some time to clear my thoughts so I don't do anything stupid. It shouldn't be that long maybe 3-5 days. Possibly less, since I sub-consciously probably already knew this was going to happen.
I hope you guys understand <3
Love,
-B
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strwbryfldsfrvr · 1 year
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I wrote my crush a little note and put it in an envelope and gave it to him :) we’re gonna go on a daaate we’re gonna go on a daaaaate~
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