Teardrop Bfdi

In a world where emotions take physical form as powerful Echoes, Lyra Thorne, a sixteen-year-old girl marked by a fragmented teardrop birthmark, has always believed she was a Sorrow-Binder—until her powers reveal something far more dangerous. When an attack on her village forces her to unleash a devastating, unstable Echo, she becomes a fugitive, hunted by the oppressive Harmonium, an organization that regulates all Echo-Binders. Joining a rogue group of unregistered Binders, Lyra uncovers the forbidden truths of Despair and Unity—hidden Echoes that defy the world’s rigid system. As her fractured powers grow, Lyra must confront the dark secrets of the Harmonium, the echoes of the past, and her role in shaping a future that could unite or destroy a divided world.

Sorry im a bit busy, will pick up around november and December. Ye Er first saw that female zerg in an advertisement. He was cheap, and significantly damaged, with only a pair of golden eyes that remained beautiful. Later, when he saw him again, he was in the female slave exchange live broadcast, where he was trampled, his spine crushed, shamelessly humiliated, his eyes silently enduring the pain and embarrassment. Yet, he shed not even a single teardrop. Later on, Ye Er picked up that dying female zerg back home. Nursing the female zerg back to health was like repairing an old, rusty machine. He was severely mutilated, had lost his bone wings, was blinded in one eye, and had his legs broken, unable to walk. Broken and tattered, completely lacking in value, silent yet sharp. Ye Er cared for him like a stray dog he had picked up, changing bandages, feeding, caressing his head to appease, turning on the lights at night to drive away spasms and nightmares… striving to be a qualified keeper. However, after continuous nursing, the female zerg who unknowingly grew powerful and returned to the peak of power, surrounded him with his newly grown bone wings, gently and cautiously with matchless devotion. Five years after the war ended, the empire and the military welcomed back their "sacrificed" general, leading to a strong reshuffle, resulting in the dismissal of numerous noble military officers. On the surface, the scene was of foul wind and blood rain, with fear and trepidation. While the media was subtly pointing fingers at the arrogant and cold-blooded tyrant, the tyrant was wearing a soft pink warm apron, skillfully baking matcha cookies with a gentle expression as he called Ye Er to wash his hands before eating. No one could have imagined that during the day, the general, who was violent and unparalleled, skillfully tearing mechas apart on the military training ground— Would obediently open up his heart completely with his own hands, trembling all over, his eyes red and moist from being bullied, hoarsely voicing his forbearing affection. "Only you can do anything to me." Beautiful Gong X Strong Shou Gentle and powerful, beautiful Gong X Fallen Iron-blooded General Shou AUTHOR'S NOTES: First time translating , chapters update irregularly at least once 2 weeks Translator with EXAMS, MAY LOSE COMPUTER, will upload compensation if either happens. Please be patient for updates, and comment typos in comment section, thank you. ZERG SOCIETY: Zergs are split into male female and sub-female. Male: rare, weak but can soothe mental riots of females Females: common, strong, like 60% of zergs are female Sub-females: common, not as strong as females, the other 39% of zergs are sub-female Males are extremely precious and addressed as Sir/ Your excellency etc. Mental power exists in male and female zergs. Classified by ranks ranging from S ranks (S, SS, SSS) to E or F rank. With F ranks being the weakest and least useful, this also applies to male zergs, however, males are rarer and will still be treated better than female zergs. All male, female, and sub-female zergs look like men and will have he/him pronouns. SHE/HER PRONOUNS ARE TYPOS, PLEASE REPORT, THANKS RAWS: 捡到落魄雌虫上将后

"You are capable of doing good. I wish for you to live a life free of regret. Live strong, live happy. I do apologize that it came to this... I love you Marls." The last passage of his mother's last letter echoes in his mind. He can still envision the teardrops on the letter that is mixed with ink. Marls is a 19-year-old boy who lives a mediocre life. He lives for the sake of it, a life that is empty and has no dream. He is determined to rot to death, as all things will be. But it all changes when he gets kidnapped by a kingdom from another realm, which claims him to be the source of threat in the coming future. In there, he is given a chance. To change or not to change. His life is just beginning. An iron ingot has to go through hammer and forge in order to be a great sword. And so will be his life.

A girl wakes up in a grass covered graveyard in the middle of a desert with no memory except for her name: Ramielle. Confused, she stumbles into a nearby village that had been destroyed and abandoned - all that was left are the corpses of those that had once lived there. During a sudden attack from a gurgling, deformed humanoid, a man with black hair and sapphire eyes, and a mysterious past saves her life. She begs him to let her follow him - and after some witty remarks the man, Daniel, gives in. They stumble into an oddly untouched, undestroyed, perfect house where they find two trinkets - a golden cross necklace and a teardrop necklace - and an odd note telling them that they are the only hope to save the world. Through their journey to find the writer of the note and the last priest, Ramielle and Daniel fight many battles with unimaginable creatures such as Vampires, Corpses and Demons - and also battles within themselves. They will find out who they truely are and what mysteries lie within their past. Through it all - will love be enough to keep them going? Will love be the true force that saves the world from evil?

The first time they met, he saved her life. The second time they met, he killed her brother. With no family left after the second war between Sendrit (country) and Sencia (country), she is convinced that she needs to repay her stupidity that led to her brother's death. 'I lost myself in nostalgic memories and I could feel a teardrop slowly making its way to my chin. All my good childhood memories seemed to be overshadowed by the imprinted sounds of many gunshots and screams. '

Teardrops are precious things. They are proof of struggles, of hardships, of the strength required to get through them. But for some creatures, they are precious in an even more literal sense of the word. After all, even humans know of mermaids' tears. The depths of the sea hold many secrets. Years ago, one merman learned the hard way why they remain hidden under the waters. In the year 2018 though, times are different. One young man must decide whether to follow in his ancestors' footsteps and keep his lips sealed or grow to trust his new found family. They bring him feelings of warmth that he has never felt before but he knows fully well how two-faced people can be. To make things more complicated for him, the girl he feels closest to makes him feel things. Makes him see things. Snippets of a life in the past. From a life as a merman. A difficult life. As his feelings for her and his new family grow, so do his memories of the past life. Eventually, he must decide whether to distinguish between the people in either life or give up his 'family' once and for all... - Updates: Mondays Full disclaimer: I watched 'The Legend of the Blue Sea' after coming up with this plot and recognize that there are similarities between the two. While this is not a fanfiction of the drama, I admit that I may have been unintentionally influenced by it. Do check it out if you'd like, it's a good show!

“I LOVE YOU…” Ava said with happiness dancing in her eyes “I LOVE YOU TOO…” Liam held her hands tightly in his grasp. He pulled her into his arms and hugged her as if she was his lifeline “I LOVE YOU… MORE…” A whisper was heard in the distance. There stood a man drenched in rain watching the couple confess to each other. His eyes were blood red with tears brimming in his eyes. His fists clenched so tightly that the skin in his palm tore. “I… love… you… Ava…” The man whispered again as he witnessed the couple’s sweet passionate kiss under the rain. What will happen to this trio who is tangled in the hell called love? Will love bring happiness? Or will it kill them? Join me on this amazing journey to read more of this beautiful love story. The cover is not mine. Credits are to the owner. Follow me on Instagram- idaaa_author WARNING MATURE CONTENT INCLUDED

Life is not easy, there must be trials, this is what Clariss and Dagfinn will face to take care of the people, including Pandora's box. They do still look young but their abilities can match the ability of the evil witch, but to be able to reclaim the box, they have to go through many things, joys and sorrows they have to go through because of the opening of the city of pandora. Will these two twins be able to destroy the box? How many victims ate his soul? How can they cope with all this, when their mother passed away?

I looked at a strange girl in the middle of the crowd as me and my bandmates where performing on stage I looked at her with curiousity as she stood out from the crowd as I continued to sing I kept my eyes on her as a tear fell from her mysterous eyes... she  slowly turned around and disappeared in the crowd...I had to focus and give my best for my fans but she was all I could think about ... who was she??  why do I feel like I know her???  why was she crying???....is this what you call deja vu?

A young man named Amari Sylvester, died from an accident at the age of 27. Amari lost his balance and feel off a cliff straight into the depths of the sea. Although he knows how to swim, his body didn't move, regardless of how much his brain tells it to do so. As he reluctantly closed his eyes and puffed out the last air in his lungs, he jolted awake to see, not the very depth of the cold sea, but the opened beak of a huge bird. He tried to move away from the gawking beak of the bird, but as soon as he tried to stand up he stumbles back down. Startled as to why he can't get up, he looked at his body and from seeing it, he couldn't control the loud screech that came from him as it surprised the bird and spread all across the forest. "W-why am I a snake!?" Was the only thing he could say.

18 paths leads to a creation of new road ---- ---- ---- In a world where the cold is "eternal"... In the midst of a silent and frozen ruin, A man wearing thin clothing unfit for the low-temperature environment was barely breathing and slowly dying due to his lifespan reaching its limit... He suddenly remembers all the casualties he caused around the underground of Belobog and his sister just to complete his life's mission In his final moments, he says "I'm sorry for everything Sister" leaving a single teardrop trickling down his face as his vision fades into the blank ---End of Vache's Story--- [(Beep) You have witnessed a glimpse of the story of Dr. Vache] ---- ---- ---- In a world where mankind is at its best, a man [redacted][redacted][redacted][redacted][redacted][redacted] reminiscing everything he's ever done as his life fades "****** don't ****** *****!" --- End of ???'s Story--- Tailor grasps his heart tightly as he cries "What is this feeling of emptiness?" struggling just to say these words as he feels something important left him Hi, my name seems to be Tailor Finch... I seem to have possessed Vache, the brother of Natasha from Honkai Star Rail, and gotten transported to Teyvat... This is the story of Vache Finch trying to find their reason to live now Don't expect the Synopsis to appear as they will be segmented into different chapter arcs. Author's note: Please don't say anything much I have yet to figure out what I want so just ignore this for now. Also, I don't own the rights to the OG characters of Genshin, HSR and please don't expect the characters to be the same. It's a fan fiction novel after all

All chapters on Monday, Wednesday and Friday! IF THE YOUR BODY IS COLD, I WILL GIVE YOU MY SOUL. Imagine a city where life is cruel for you as a woman, as an lmbtq member, or as a Roma, because you experience countless discriminations. They disgust you if you touch a white man as a Roma... All eyes are on you if you are able to show your emotions as a man, or if you walk around in slightly brighter colored clothes... They are afraid of you if you are able to stand up for your rights as a woman and, according to them, back the witch should be burned because of you. The Grotesk Dollar is the only place in Teardrop City where visitors are treated as human beings. Women can drink beer, two women can hug without being held at gunpoint, and Roma girls are also invited to dance. The characters that make up this story show what life is like when you have to carry the cruel burdens of the past. What is it like to be afraid of yourself, because you have no idea when the last vein in you will burst. What it's like to have to keep razors away from you because you cut yourself. What's it like to have to give up on your dreams because your body can't... The Brayden family. The Parker brothers. The Smith Trio. The Ming Brothers. A local drug dealer. Employees of the Grotesk Dollar. And the residents of the town of Teardrop.

His pale lips quivered as a teardrop roll down his cheek, “Perhaps, those sins won't wash out, even after several births!”

Our meeting wasn't supposed to end up like this. This was not the kind of meeting that I wanted. Is it going to end here? Will I ever see her again?... Darkness filled Edward's view as his mind slowly faded into the darkness. A teardrop ran down his face, dyed with blood.

Danielle Tanner, a writer by nature, part time coffee addict, full time day dreamer, occupation - broke college student. Who's dressed in oversized hoodies, a messy bun and fluffy socks until further notice. She loves most things about the world, especially the small things like pillow talks and shower thoughts, midnight music and late-night Starbucks runs, shooting stars, crashing waves, warm coffee and rainy days. But Dani isn't just that, she has a different side. Hidden by layers of makeup and tears. She's the broken girl, who wakes up twisted in a coil of blankets, crying and screaming from her nightmares. Her body is a map of scars and her face is stained with teardrops and her soul with secrets. She leads a life where someone is always watching, always has an ear to the door and one wrong move could land her in hot water. Truth hurts but secrets kill you, and Dani? Well, is was made from secrets, ones she could never tell of course. Ones like the maze. It scares everyone. But our Dans has a different reason to be so scared she feels sick and cries until she's practically drowning. You see the thing is Danielle Tanner fears the maze not because she could go through it because she already has been through it, just not in the way you would expect. And then of course I must introduce our second character, River Underwood, boy with a paintbrush fixed to his hand, a baseball flying out of the other (which makes sense since he's the captain of the baseball team), a gaggle of swooning girls (golden boy alert) and a kind heart. Slowly over time, he feels himself falling for Dani, the girl with the hidden scars, talents, secrets. Whose eyes hold so many secrets, so many broken dreams, so many stars. He stays awake with her every single night, wipes away her tears, holds her in his arms, he peels away the layers of secrets, breaks down the walls keeping him out. But can he show her love, or does he hurt her one last time? Can he turn her shadows into stars?

as the teardrop rain pours into the vast lights of her vision, bare foot dancing in the soaked roads of Poblacion, it was a moment worth the shaded blues of life. Even after seconds from that moment on, it would only be painted to nothing but a less than ideal flashbacks of memory. Stella, with her fear of the dark, has been treated as conformity deeply rooted on situations that brought her up unto that moment. Never in her wildest dream meeting Rafael would even occur on the plot, most certainly not at that point. But the gripping agony that comes with the act of creating moments only to turn to nothing but hazy memories of a yesterday's dream what shattered her already scarred soul to more fine-sand pieces.