#they are besties now

[zprite-x]

A Small Nap

[fcb-mv33]

[deviousdevilx]

dang chozen you're really choking that poor lil twink

[fionnalovesanimeboysandholo]

Ciel has another shota friend ❤️

[hashileio]

pringle & pea are off to cause mayhem and promise to be back before 8pm

[micxsso]

Elliot came all the way from Windenburg to visit for a week and was glad to learn he is becoming a grandparent. On this note, Michael got his permission to propose and was welcomed into the family.

[mijcky]

"Robotboy likes Raincoat :D"

[ionlydrinkhotwater]

THE STOLEN HEIR SPOILERS

I need Gwen and Suren friendship fics please.

[iamthemess]

Tear drops and pen scribbles

Genshin impact

No shipping, no warning, dragon Neuvilette, chpt 1

Freminet & Neuvilette

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Hydro dragon, Hydro dragon please don't cry

There is a legend in Fontaine Every time it begins to rain It is no fault of cloud or skies But the wails of the Hydro dragon as it cries

"Hydro dragon, Hydro dragon, please don't cry."

The sky was dark and gloomy as it had been since that morning. The rain bolted down onto the ground in such a way that it mirrored a waterfall which caused shops to close early that morning and everyone stayed home. The only people left out in the rain were those running back home to find shelter from the cold and the drunks stupid enough to stay at the tavern instead of going home.

The lone exception to these rules was the Iudex of Fontaine, the chief justice, Neuvillette who, in a downpour such as this, would rather sit outside the Opera epicles by the fountain in silence and thought.

Hydro dragon, Hydro dragon

He preferred to watch the rain even if he ended up soaking wet. He never thought to hesitate when faced with whirling winds and torrential downpours because it was the only time he truly felt alone and at peace. Even if that peace held no comfort and only tears of sorrow.

A pitiful thought, that peace could hold no comfort.

Please don’t cry.

He sat beneath the sanctuary of the fountain. Not many people thought to spend their time beneath the water so if someone did happen to wander past they wouldn’t think twice about looking too closely at the fountain.

Not even the boy sitting in the rain by the edge of the water. The rain was pouring down in buckets but he sat in the cold and even held a sketch pad and a pencil in one hand like it was any ordinary day.

Neuvillette could hear him humming a small tune as his pencil scratched into the wet paper. The thin layers ripped apart on each stroke but the boy didn't seem to mind.

Neuvillette wasn't often one to spy on others or get into their personal affairs but he found himself with a hint of curiosity at what he was drawing.

Most people who drew or painted around the fountain were creating beautiful sites of the Opera Epiclese but this boy had his back turned to the theatre.

In an unthought out impulse Neuvillette got a little closer, sitting in the fountain he looked over the boys shoulder to his notepad.

An odd oval? A scribble? It didn't resemble much not that any drawing would look like much being drawn in the rain.

Even so the odd circle captivated the chief justice. Something so imperfect, something ruined looked so gorgeous. It was obvious there was something intentional about the oddity.

Then he explained "It's the puddle beneath my feet. The reflection is pretty… but I don't know how to draw it."

The boy spoke out loud as he continued to draw across the page. Neuvillette got closer and gasped with excitement "That is interesting."

The boy jumped from his seat, his pencil falling into the puddle and his notebook thrown into the air as he slipped on the wet concrete. He landed harshly on his back and winced in pain.

Of course Neuvillette quickly rushed over to see that he was okay. Thankfully he seemed fine apart from being extremely embarrassed and so scared his heart almost leaped from his chest. "Chief justice! Neuvillette. I'm so sorry."

"It was my mistake, I didn't want to startle you. Why are you out in the rain?"

"I'm just sketching, Monsieur Neuvillette. What are you doing in the rain?"

"I find the sound of the rain is calming. It brings me a sense of peace. Do you enjoy it too? The rain?"

"Yes!, um.. but no, not really."

"Well it can't be both."

"I enjoy the sound of the rain as well, and the feel of the water but I- I'm sorry it's childish…"

"I rather enjoy childish things and now you've made me curious. What is it about the rain you don't like?"

He fiddled with his gloves and started picking up the things he dropped on the floor as he spoke, trying not to feel intimidated by the Iudex.

"It's just an old tale that when it rains it means the Hydro dragon is crying. I don't take any pleasure in knowing that while it's pouring, but it's comforting to think the Hydro dragon cries for us mere mortals when we are put on trial."

He held his paper close to his chest as he looked up at the chief justice before him. "Monsieur!... are you crying?"

Neuvillette didn't expect him to notice tears in the rain but he must have outwardly looked particularly sad at that moment. "Yes, I wasn't expecting an answer like that. It made me happy. Do you know why the dragon cries for its people?"

"No Monsieur, do you?"

"Of course I do. Water retains memories, when a trial is held the Hydro dragon cries not only because it weeps for its people but so their memories, their hardships, their victories can be kept forever within the water."

The boy looked up at Neuvillette like he had met a God, his eyes shone as he looked completely captivated. "What a beautiful reason to cry."

Tears started to form in even the boys eyes as he looked on in adoration for the dragon.

"Even so…"

Hydro dragon, Hydro dragon.

"Please don't cry."

It was at that moment that the rain appeared to stop.

tear drops and pen scribbles - Chapter 1 - IamTheMess - 原神 | Genshin Impact (Video Game) [Archive of Our Own]

[meowww-ffxiv]

Meowdred: But you know what's weird about some of the Echo visions I had? 🤔 I saw my OWN past, and it's very vivid and frightening. It was also really hard to break out of it. The distress also lingered for hours afterwards.

Krile: Really? Let me check something and I'll get back to you.

(2 months later)

Krile: You have PTSD.

Meowdred: No that's the Echo.

Krile: *taking his hands gently* Post traumatic stress disorder.

[wornkindness]

ㅤㅤNo words needed to be said for Amelia to know exactly how the other woman was feeling, she had been in the same position herself on occasion. She saw it clear enough, in the smile that did not shine so brightly. Subtle as it was, she could still see it. So Amelia did the only thing she would want someone to do for her. With ease she stepped close, a pathway easily forming for her, and grabbed Barbie’s hand tightly in her own. While her smile was as bright as ever, her words were as ever soft and gentle, meant only for Barbie to hear. “Come with me.”

@dollpink ♡'d

[schumi-nadal]

Domi’s photo dump 📸

[candyskiez]

Y'all have gotta get more insane about platonic relationships like you are about romantic relationships. We need to get more annoying about them NOW. I need to see more meta and losing our minds over them. Get more annoying NOW. More than that. More than that also.

[biggest-gaudiest-patronuses]

historical drama/sitcom where two gay best friends (woman and man) get lavender married--and proceed to spend the Fancy European Honeymoon their parents paid for acting as each other's wingman

[centellazul]

LOOK !!!

NOW I HAVE A PARASOL KIRBY ❤️❤️❤️ he is soooo beautiful 💖

(i'm very happy, thanks to my dear friend)

Carby now has a new friend 💖

[awsheets]

🛑uwu

send 🛑 to clean blood off of my muse after they protected yours. // @bloodyarn

The drow was shocked when the other had saved him during that little scrap. Though he would have been fine but it was odd that a stranger would jump in to the fray to save him from some goblins. He had a wet cloth in his hand gently wiping the blood from his new friends face.

"You know, I do not know your name." He said with a smile and he continued to wipe the blood from her face. His large panther, Guenhwyvar, sitting at her side.