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I'll paste the description here.\n\n\n \n\n This picture didn't come out well therefore I stopped after doing simple shadows. \n\n I really suck at writting stories - even reading them in fact, as I can hardly focus on text (That includes long ass journals as you may have noticed lol) ... Now add the fact I'm not a native English speaker ... It usually never ends well.\n\n But I did one this time. I feel like it's shit, it really feels too ... childish to me too (lol babyfur guy calling stuff too childish) and all but whatever, behold the power of my crappy storytelling!\n\n The fact that the hour is 1 Am and that I'm tired as fuck is certainly not helping either. Oh well too much excuses.\n\n So, uuuh here we go. (Note - Grawlee must be around 4-5 yrs old here)\n\n It was a warm summer evening. The air was thick and it was hard to get asleep. Grawlee was too uncomfortable to sleep, and kept moving in his bed, searching for a good pose so he would finally fall asleep. His thick diaper wasn't making it easy, as it would crinkle at every move, and even if he usualy found it comfortable (he would never admit it though) he would have liked to get rid of it in this particular situation. One hour passed, and the sky was now completely dark through the window. He still couldn't sleep, and was a bit scarred: he was now hearing thunder. He also needed to go, but didn't dare to leave his bed, out of shyness, and maybe fear, too. After all, the corridor was very dark, and as he was supposed to be sleeping, maybe Sophie* would yell at him for waking her up if he did some noise. \n He decided to hold it a bit. The thunderstorm was more and more violent, and Grawlee was stressed about it. \"What if something breaks out there? What if something is set on fire? Am I safe in the house?\" He was moving his legs more and more, hoping his bladder would hold it a bit more. He began to cry a little.\n\n Fortunately for him, Sophie* wasn't much of a diurnal creature, and while she was going to get something in the fridge, she heard Grawlee sobbing through his room's door. \n\n \"Is everything okay?\" She asked, while opening the door slowly, to realize that Grawlee wasn't sleeping at all, though he didn't dare to answer. Seeing that Grawlee was too embarassed or shy to say anything, she decided to turn the lights on and proceed to hug him. \"Shhh, it's okay. Are you scarred of the thunder?\" \n Grawlee nodded. \n \"Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wasn't going to eat you, you know\" she said, smiling. \n Grawlee didn't answer though, and simply hugged her thighter. \n \"Listen, now you must sleep. It's getting late, and you can stay up all night like that, ok?\" she said, while begining to move toward the door. \"Do you want me to leave the lights on?\"\n \"- W... wait!\" said grawlee, while sobbing a bit more. Sophie noticed the frightened look on his face.\n \"Can I ...\" Grawlee didn't dare finishing his sentence, and was too embarassed to tell what he had to say.\n Sophie came back at him, kissed him on the forehead and told him \"Don't worry, you can say what you want, I told you I'm not going to eat you.\"\n\n Grawlee was blushing, and, gathering all his courage, said: \"Can I sleep in your bed ... ? ... Please?\" he blushed even more after saying that, and looked away while sophie was laughing.\n\n \"Well of course you can! Come with me - but promise me that you will sleep well.\"\n Grawlee nodded and left his bed, with a tired look on his face. \n \"Here, big baby. Let me pick you up.\" Said Sophie as she was lifting him up. \n She decided that he was too cute to not be called like that. Plus, if she managed to make him pouty, he would probably forget about the thunderstorm. \"Let's go.\"\n\n She installed him on her bed. Grawlee, however, said he didn't want to be under the blanket as it was really warm enough for him already. She starred at him for some time, making him a bit embarassed, and giggled \"You're too cute.\" before snuggling him. \"Hey, stop!\" he answered, but that wasn't going to happen. \"No way! You're my little crinkle-draggy-butt!\" said Sophie, while poking the side of his diaper. \"Uhhh ... No, I'm not.\" Said Grawlee, blushing and beginning to pout. \"It's okay!\" she answered, ruffling the top of his ear, \"You're totally adorable that way.\" and hugged him more, before kissing his cheek. \"It's not fair.\" \n\n He totally forgot about the thunderstorm, and slowly began to fall asleep. He also forgot about his bladder, though, which Sophie noticed, rolling her eyes. But she decided to let him sleep peacefully, turned off the lights, and fall asleep herself too.\n\n And, uhh, that is all.\n\n * I'm not sure of what Sophie is supposed to be for Grawlee. She's certainly not his biological mother, since, well, as far as I know, tigers don't breed dragons. In fact making her his \"Mother\", even ... non biological mother, makes me uneasy (I can hardly imagine a mother-son relation between me and anyone else, and Grawlee is sort of like me - actually the child version of Grawlee described in the story is exactly how I used to be. Yep. Complete opposite of what I'm now, cowardly, unsure, unsafe, shy and so on.)\n\n I cannot really call her a caretaker either since she's more than that. I think I'll just keep calling her Sophie.", "description_bbcode_parsed": "This was posted a month ago on FA, I kinda botched it.
Since a story comes with it, well ... I'll paste the description here.


 

 This picture didn't come out well therefore I stopped after doing simple shadows.

 I really suck at writting stories - even reading them in fact, as I can hardly focus on text (That includes long ass journals as you may have noticed lol) ... Now add the fact I'm not a native English speaker ... It usually never ends well.

 But I did one this time. I feel like it's shit, it really feels too ... childish to me too (lol babyfur guy calling stuff too childish) and all but whatever, behold the power of my crappy storytelling!

 The fact that the hour is 1 Am and that I'm tired as fuck is certainly not helping either. Oh well too much excuses.

 So, uuuh here we go. (Note - Grawlee must be around 4-5 yrs old here)

 It was a warm summer evening. The air was thick and it was hard to get asleep. Grawlee was too uncomfortable to sleep, and kept moving in his bed, searching for a good pose so he would finally fall asleep. His thick diaper wasn't making it easy, as it would crinkle at every move, and even if he usualy found it comfortable (he would never admit it though) he would have liked to get rid of it in this particular situation. One hour passed, and the sky was now completely dark through the window. He still couldn't sleep, and was a bit scarred: he was now hearing thunder. He also needed to go, but didn't dare to leave his bed, out of shyness, and maybe fear, too. After all, the corridor was very dark, and as he was supposed to be sleeping, maybe Sophie* would yell at him for waking her up if he did some noise.
 He decided to hold it a bit. The thunderstorm was more and more violent, and Grawlee was stressed about it. "What if something breaks out there? What if something is set on fire? Am I safe in the house?" He was moving his legs more and more, hoping his bladder would hold it a bit more. He began to cry a little.

 Fortunately for him, Sophie* wasn't much of a diurnal creature, and while she was going to get something in the fridge, she heard Grawlee sobbing through his room's door.

 "Is everything okay?" She asked, while opening the door slowly, to realize that Grawlee wasn't sleeping at all, though he didn't dare to answer. Seeing that Grawlee was too embarassed or shy to say anything, she decided to turn the lights on and proceed to hug him. "Shhh, it's okay. Are you scarred of the thunder?"
 Grawlee nodded.
 "Why didn't you tell me earlier? I wasn't going to eat you, you know" she said, smiling.
 Grawlee didn't answer though, and simply hugged her thighter.
 "Listen, now you must sleep. It's getting late, and you can stay up all night like that, ok?" she said, while begining to move toward the door. "Do you want me to leave the lights on?"
 "- W... wait!" said grawlee, while sobbing a bit more. Sophie noticed the frightened look on his face.
 "Can I ..." Grawlee didn't dare finishing his sentence, and was too embarassed to tell what he had to say.
 Sophie came back at him, kissed him on the forehead and told him "Don't worry, you can say what you want, I told you I'm not going to eat you."

 Grawlee was blushing, and, gathering all his courage, said: "Can I sleep in your bed ... ? ... Please?" he blushed even more after saying that, and looked away while sophie was laughing.

 "Well of course you can! Come with me - but promise me that you will sleep well."
 Grawlee nodded and left his bed, with a tired look on his face.
 "Here, big baby. Let me pick you up." Said Sophie as she was lifting him up.
 She decided that he was too cute to not be called like that. Plus, if she managed to make him pouty, he would probably forget about the thunderstorm. "Let's go."

 She installed him on her bed. Grawlee, however, said he didn't want to be under the blanket as it was really warm enough for him already. She starred at him for some time, making him a bit embarassed, and giggled "You're too cute." before snuggling him. "Hey, stop!" he answered, but that wasn't going to happen. "No way! You're my little crinkle-draggy-butt!" said Sophie, while poking the side of his diaper. "Uhhh ... No, I'm not." Said Grawlee, blushing and beginning to pout. "It's okay!" she answered, ruffling the top of his ear, "You're totally adorable that way." and hugged him more, before kissing his cheek. "It's not fair."

 He totally forgot about the thunderstorm, and slowly began to fall asleep. He also forgot about his bladder, though, which Sophie noticed, rolling her eyes. But she decided to let him sleep peacefully, turned off the lights, and fall asleep herself too.

 And, uhh, that is all.

 * I'm not sure of what Sophie is supposed to be for Grawlee. She's certainly not his biological mother, since, well, as far as I know, tigers don't breed dragons. In fact making her his "Mother", even ... non biological mother, makes me uneasy (I can hardly imagine a mother-son relation between me and anyone else, and Grawlee is sort of like me - actually the child version of Grawlee described in the story is exactly how I used to be. Yep. Complete opposite of what I'm now, cowardly, unsure, unsafe, shy and so on.)

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