#vernin

[artworkmartins]

SPIRIT SPIDER villains lineup part VI

[ramdotnet]

i juts think he's neat :)

[matchmakerbillcipher]

Away from home

[francisparadox]

greetings!

[voidproductions]

HEY YALL! IM REDRAWING AND CONTINUING THE COMIC!!

[olive-main]

Hi I hope it’s ok if i request this you really don’t have to do it. But a Xaden riorson fluff and angst where the reader gets really hurt but they are trying to help people so she hides it from Xaden and when he finds out he’s really mad at her but he’s really just scared of losing her and hates seeing her hurt with a happy ending. I hope this is ok and there is no pressure to do this I completely understand if you don’t want to.

Healing Through Hurt

Pairing: Xaden Riorson x afab!Reader

Summary: On the battlefield in Resson Xaden learns that reader wasn't completely truthful about her powers.

Wc: 668

A/N: ok, soooo long time no write. This is basically a blurb, and I hope I did your vision justice. Also it's been a hot minute since I read fourth wing so idk how canon-accurate this is hehe....Comments, likes, and reposts are all appreciated. Enjoy!

The battle was chaos, vernin had been much harder to kill than anticipated. Yet there was only one thing on Xadens mind. His dark eyes swept the battlefield, searching for the one person he couldn’t bear to lose - her. She was always in the thick of it, throwing herself into danger to help others, her heart too big for her own good. It was a trait he couldn’t decide if he loved or hated about her, as of right now he hated it. 

He had warned her to stay close, not to push herself too hard, but she had that stubbornness he couldn’t quite break. She’d soared down on the back of her dragon, disappearing from his sight for too long. Thankfully the chaos had finally begun to settle, how much time had passed no one knew, but Xaden had to find her. 

Xaden’s heart pounded in his chest as he scanned the smoke-filled horizon. When he finally spotted her, relief surged through him like lightning. She was kneeling beside an injured soldier, her hands glowing faintly as she channeled her gift. But something was wrong, very wrong. Her movements were sluggish, her face paler than it should have been. There was one thing she failed to mention about her gift - the pain she removed from the others was passed on to her. She felt every gash and wound as if it were her own, but her quick healing made the pain go by much faster. 

He stormed over, eyes narrowing. “What the hell are you doing?” he growled, pulling her up to face him. 

She flinched, guilt flashing across her face, but quickly masked it with a weak smile. “I’m fine, Xaden. Just helping.”

He didn’t buy it for a second. His gaze dropped to her side, where a deep gash was seeping blood through her tunic. It all clicked in his head as he examined her, the wound he'd seen on the male was now exactly the one she tried to cover. She had been hiding it - too focused on helping others to care for herself. All the times she had healed others, Xaden amongst them made something twist inside him. 

“Fine? You call this fine?” Xaden snapped, his voice harsh with anger. His hands hovered over her wound, his jaw clenching. “You’re bleeding out and you didn’t think to tell me?”

She winced but tried to push past him. “I couldn’t just leave them-”

“You could’ve died!” His voice cracked, the anger giving way to something deeper. Fear. His chest tightened at the thought of losing her, the image of her lifeless on the battlefield haunting his mind. “Why didn’t you tell me?” 

Tears welled in her eyes, her facade finally breaking. “I didn’t want to worry you.”

Xaden’s anger melted away as he pulled her close, his hands trembling as he cupped her face. “I’m already worried, every damn second I’m not with you. You don’t get to hide things like this from me.”

“I’m sorry,” she whispered, her voice barely audible as the adrenaline started to wear off, leaving her dizzy.

He exhaled slowly, pressing his forehead to hers. “Don’t ever scare me like that again.”

Carefully, he wrapped his arm around her, supporting her weight as they made their way to safety. His touch was gentle, despite the rough edges of his fear. “You’re too important to lose,” he murmured as they reached a quieter spot. “I need you. You don’t have to carry everything alone.” his words were soft, only meant for her to hear in his moment of vulnerability. 

She leaned into him, her body weak but her heart full. “I won’t. Not anymore.”

With a soft kiss to her temple, Xaden set her down gently, tending to her wound with hands that were much steadier now. “We’re getting through this,” he promised, his voice quieter but no less firm. “Together.”

And as the darkness of the battlefield faded into the distance, they both knew they would always have each other to hold on to.

Yay ty for reading XOXO ~

[samalong1]

Hannibal X abused opera Reader

Written with a oc in mind but using you and such

Dead dove do not eat

Tw rape and abuse of power (not by Hannibal) murder,disgust,sucide mentioned, pig fed to pigs,use of guns,cannibalism,and Nsfw and rape

Hannibal preffered knives and similar weopons to guns. It was more intimidate along with consuming his victims getting close to another life. One that had struggles,prides,family, and memories. Ending as they bleed on his knife only to consume him.

He only used a gun once. And never again. He still had the gun in his office framed and everything.

It was for a specific man a man he once respected. The man was called Vernin. He worked hard he performed,directed,and wrote opera even having a few books about him and now worked as a professor at a university teaching others his craft.

He woudnt say he admired him but was aware of his work. So when he attended a Opera performance he was suprised to see a woman introduced as his Student.

You were breathtaking. He got to speak with you and he was pleased to be in the presence of your wits and charm.

He befriended you and while he would of done so if Vernin weren't your mentor he became acquainted to him. He didn't mind of course but he grew suspicious. You were a former student of his and he was still your mentor but his hand would sneak onto your waist and your charm and wit would pour away when he was near.

He tried to speak to you alone but not for perverse reasons but simply to enjoy your company but he'd insist on coming. The man he respected became a annoyance you were flowering as a singer and he was holding you back.

As he got to know you more secretly their was some feelings between you to. He learned that your parents died early in your childhood your mother from cancer and your father years later in a murder suicide from your stepmother.

You came from foster care, a orphan with nothing but you used your voice at first for comfort but soon you learned to flourish from it. You became well educated, you spoke multiple languges,you attended a top college, and you sang at such famous venues and in such classical operas. Your beauty aswell your bright eyes and warm skin all paired with such plump and soft body features.

He started to notice signs more often, how much Vernin dulled you. It all made sense one night when he saw him in one of his fancy parking cars in the opera parking lot, in a blind spot forcing himself on you as he cried. He knew this wasn't the first time. He knew the dullness was fear.

It took weeks. You went through so much you didn't deserve to witness his act. The act of him shooting the man he once respected in the head, he wasn't bothered to create art or a scene of his body and the thoughts of eating the man sickened him.

His body was fed to the pigs the only animal close to his level of filth. He stared as the body was eaten feeling a small smirk.

After the grieving you were much happier in his arms. You flourished you were much happier with him then Vernin ever made you. After every show he was in the crowd holding flowers and giving a standing ovation and if he wasn't clapping it was because he was lost in the smile and glimmer in your eyes.

[nepnepian]

In contrast to my ass who has the strive story in their white noise sleeping Playlist, imagine waking up at 3 am to fucking around in the white house the movie when all you want is a glass of gd water.

guys i think strive story has officially become a blur in my memory. you could tell me ANYTHING happened in that story mode and yeah. i'd believe you...

[astroyongie]

HOW TO ATTRACT SEVENTEENNNNNNNN PLEASEEEEE

How To Attract Seventeen

Scoups

He gets attracted to people that are different from the usual beauty standard

So Scoups gets attracted by foreigners per example by people with different beauty features,

Scoups get attracted to people that will pamper him

That compliment him

Like per example he will get easily flustered by people giving him physical compliments

but even more, if you compliment his personality

and just glorify his person

By boosting his ego you can bet that you will attract him

Also being different is all that counts

To get his attention you just have to be different from the other people around

like having your own vibe

your own style

and just try not to fit on the old standards

Wonwoo

Wonwoo, well

He is more attracted to social butterfly people

because he is more on the reserved side

He gets more catches by people that'll come to him

That will motivate and stimulate him

He likes people with strong legs

People that smile bright

That isn't afraid to be judged

For him, both beauty and personality count

so to get him attracted you need to have both in a way

Another way to attract him is by being very open to discussion

So someone on the clever side

that will talk to him and expose their opinions about several topics

Mingyu

He gets attracted to people that are rather on the seductive standard

Also beauty standards like

Other than that, he is more of a visual man

So yeah he gets attracted to physical features first

Smaller than him, beautiful and innocent yet fiery like are his type

Mingyu is also attracted by people that will keep their eyes on him

People who do that eye game with him

that will stimulate his competitive side

so he gets attracted to hard-to-get type of people

since he loves a good challenge anyway

But yeah Mingyu is a physical person first of all

Vernon

Oh well Vernin

physically he gets attracted first by people who have generous chest

he can't help it

People who have motherly vibes as well

So girls that are more on the chubby side

That are always taking care of others more than themselves

who like to control their environment

but who are dependent on him

Vernon likes to provide yet independence

So if the person seems to have their head over their shoulder but needs help, he gets in

He is more of a personality type of guy

So he really gets attracted by people who are family oriented

who have values

and principles in general

and who share the idea of stability as he does

Hoshi

Just like wonwoo he is attracted by social like people

He is attracted by people that are fiery

that have that particular energy

that enjoy going on adventures

that will talk to him and lead him on

He likes strong personalities

If the person has the physical features that go along with the intelligence pack he is all in

Hoshi is attracted by boldness

By sexy outfits

By people that expose their vision of the world

The8

Like most of the boys, The8 is attracted to people slightly older than him

He is also attracted by generous boobies

very pale and dreamy-like faces

like more on the cute type of person

when it comes to the personality

he is attracted by people that seem to have their stability in check

people who have dreams and goals

who are able to be empathetic and care for him

who have that motherly vibe as well

He is rather simple and although physical is a first attraction

The8 prefers to focus on personalities that are valued like

Jun

Jun is also someone that is attracted by extrovert people

He just gets easily seduced by people that talk a lot

that is at the heart of the party

That aren't afraid to show several faces

That are sociable and just with that good humor

always there to motivate and to be ready to do things

To attract him, you just need to invite him around

to keep him stimulated

he also likes slander legs mostly and that curve on the lower back

He is a simple man

but really social people are his preferences and he easily gets attracted to people that are the center of the attention

Dino

He is a little bit like Vernon

meaning that he is more attracted to girls that are older than him

that have that motherly like vibe

chubby side or at least muscular

also has a thing to get attracted by big chest

and round faces

when it comes to personality yeah just like Vernon

people who are family oriented

that have strong values

that have that sensitive side of themselves

and yet are able to be strong and provide for their loved ones

Dino is attracted to that balance

of being able to work for themselves and yet needing someone by their side

Woozi

Physically like he is attracted to people that are sportive

so slim strong bodies, the type that goes to the gym per example

Woozi like also finds different features attractive

so for example freckles, cards, crooked teeth, etc

He gets attracted by people who are fiery

who will actually argue with him

that isn't scared of him

and will fight him head one

Woozi is attracted to people that say what they think

that doesn't hold back

that don't have that soft energy

he is attracted to fiery

to bold personalities

really that type

Jeonghan

oh he is attracted to strong personalities

to people that have huge competitive personalities

that will fight him whenever he says something

he is attracted to feisty people

that will fight and are kinda aggressive

he doesn't like soft people

Jeongan is also attracted to people that aren't in the beauty standards

and more like different

yet still keeping the very athlete like body

since he is attracted to people that do gym, have that lifestyle in general

So yes he is attracted to people that know how to lead

and that are kinda of bossy

Joshua

Physically speaking, Joshua is attracted to people with long hair

with nice taken-care hair

you know the type that spends a lot of money on the hairdresser basically

he is attracted to beauty stands like people mostly

also if you can add a big chest he is all in

Joshua is also attracted to people that know how to act

that are social with others

that smile a lot

That are just nice in general

because honestly one thing that's gets him very attracted to is, generousty

so people that give money to others

that help others without needing to be asked

he really attracted to those acts

and he gets easily attracted to people that think well of the world and tries to help around

DK

Oh this boy is attracted to sunny-like people

you know people that will smile a lot and are always very happy

he likes bright eyes

good sense of humor

DK gets attracted to people that can be a little dramatic

that has a voice of story telling

A little bit like Joshua when it comes to physical features tho

meaning he appreciates people that take care of their hair

he is attracted to long black hair

and people that are beautiful like

a mix of cute and sexy faces

someone that has a nice chest

and are just pretty in their eyes.

Seungkwan

Once again, someone who is attracted by big bobbies

and by people that have that sweet innocent face

And that yet has the motherly vibe

so usually older women who look young

who behave like mothers

who will take care of things around him

he is attracted by strong values and principles as well

attracted by people that take care of him

that care for him

that will cry and be emotional about him

and offer support when he needs the most

personality is more important for him

Seungkwan really is attracted to people that give that sweet image and yet are kind of possessive and mature

[ask-cinnavanillamelody]

have you ever heard of batponies vernin? That might be what attacked you rather than a demon

That was no NORMAL bat pony that attacked me! Bat ponies can't cause hallucinations and make pink mist and wipe your memory with a bite! It had to be some kind of demon! ⚠️

[bomonga]

Quick list of all (known) powers a Faxon user could access

In case you were wondering just how overpowered this mask actually is.

Land Rahi:

Artakha Bull - Incredible intelligence

Boggarak - Rhotuka that rapidly dehydrates a target, skating on water

Cable Crawler - Rhotuka that causes vertigo in an enemy

Crystal Serpent - Absorbing light to power a heat ray

Dermis Turtle - Having an impenetrable shell

Dikapi - High endurance and stamina

Doom Viper - Breathing highly toxic chemicals at prey

Energy Hound - Tracking targets

Fader Bull - Teleporting to safety

Frost Leech - Sucking all the heat out of prey

Furnace Salamander - Clinging to any surface

Gate Guardian - Being invisible and making a smaller decoy of itself

Ice Vernin - Rhotuka that makes the target vibrate real hard

Kahgarak - Rhotuka that opens a gate to the Field of Shadows

Mavrah’s Kavinika - Detecting Kanohi use

Keelerak - Rhotuka that acidicly melts anything

Keetongu - Producing any antidote

Kikanalo - Powerful sonic roar

Kinloka - Eating anything

Kraawa - Growing larger every time it gets hit

Kratana - Seeing the future and the past

Lava Rat - Can burst into flames

Mana Ko - Firing energy blasts

Nui-Jaga - Venom that causes blindness

Oohnorak - Rhotuka that causes numbness, voice mimicking

Roporak - Near perfect camouflage

Spine Slug - Feeding off of Skakdi battle rage

Suukorak - Rhotuka that makes an electric net around a target, perfect mimicry of a corpse

Vako - Incredible speed

Aerial Rahi:

Air Serpent - Acid spitting

Avokah - Being a beam of electricity

Fireflyer - Stinging someone so bad they feel like they’re on fire

Kanohi Dragon - Breathing fire, being resistant to cold

Klakk - Sonic beam that cures Shadow Leech effects

Lava Hawk - Total immunity to extreme heat

Phase Dragon - Turning intangible

Venom Flyer - Rhotuka that makes a target unable to fly

Underwater/Amphibious Rahi:

Cave Fish - Absorb Protodermis to become bigger

Hydruka - Firing solidified air bubbles

Makika - Poisonous skin

Sea Spider - Venom that shrinks prey

Underground Rahi:

Archive Beast - Shapeshifting

Blade Burrower - Digging, good sense of smell

Catapult Scorpion - Materializing balls of magma, eating Protodermis

Dagger Spider - Having a paralyzing venom

Fire Entity - Being made entirely of fire

Hoto - Giving off intense heat

Krahka - Shapeshifting

Tunneler - Turning into whatever you shoot at it

[vernonicurum]

*he stares at Robbie like a scared animal, scrambling to back away. He can let Robbie see him like this. He can't let Robbie see him at all. Not after what he's done.*

*he doesn't really process anything Robbie said. his head pounding and his ears ringing, he somehow backs himself into the corner, seeming to cower like an injured dog.*

*Vernon returns to the mystery shack clutching the memory gun. He approaches fidd's and stands there for a moment, watching silently*

Hold still.. let me fix it..

- @vernonicurum

*fidds stares at the memory gun with pure terror in his eyes, tears streaming down his face and hyperventilating has he presses himself further into the corner*

no-please-I-I-I won’t say nothin’-I just-please-I-

[ramdotnet]

LAMPERT

[the-chaos-axolotl]

I find it so weird we haven’t have any proper Vernin & TK interactions, we should fix that methinks :]

How about the two of them training together or even them doing general moth mischief! :D

They're gonna cause so much mischief >:)

[shivunin]

Codex prompts, 11 or 13, for any of your Lavellans?

Thank you so much for the prompt! c: For something written about your OC in the two years between defeating Corypheus and the beginning of Trespasser: (1196 words, no warnings)

A letter of fine (if worn) parchment. It is sealed with emerald wax, a sparrow in flight pressed into the wax. 

My dearest Vernin, 

I can only hope that this missive finds you well and beyond the worst effects of that dreadful summer ague. It is a troublesome thing indeed when one cannot find prolonged rest from one’s duties, but I trust your retainer has had better luck than you at keeping out your rather formidable relatives. Good chap, Reginald, and all the more intimidating with every year that passes. You can tell him I said so—I think it would amuse him.

Now, as for myself—I must relate to you a most curious interaction I had this past week while journeying through the southern part of the empire. It is my hope that this strange incident will offer you some entertainment, as I have had difficulty thinking of anything else in the days since.

As I related when last we spoke, I have been journeying to my so-called sister in law’s family holdings in the Emerald Graves. There are many odd trinkets and curios which she had grieved most incessantly after the family was forced to flee to Val Royeaux. After weeks of hearing about it, I was happy enough to offer to retrieve them myself—empty manors being far better company than the woman in question. 

It was on the last leg of the journey, traveling through the Graves at last, when I heard the oddest sort of scratching sound off to the side of the main road. It did not sound like the many crows I’d passed that day, nor like the occasional august rams rooting about in the dirt. No, this sound rather reminded me of you, my dear, when you are most caught up in the fervor of your art. Of course, I had to step off the road and seek the source of the sound. I am far too curious a creature to do otherwise, as you well know. 

I am very glad that I did look, for on the other side of the rise I found an elven woman, hair wound about her head in an intricate helmet of braids. She was crouched before an odd sort of cairn and was taking a charcoal rubbing of the writing on the face of it. I do not know that she saw me before I spoke, but when I did she stood and reached for a staff half-fallen into the thick brush beside her. 

Well, I wished the lady (and I could see that she must somehow be a lady, for her cloak was as thick and fine as any of yours) a good morrow, asked her if I might inquire what she was about, all that sort of thing. All the while, she watched me with eyes of an uncanny green. I could swear, Vernin, that an uncanny light flickered behind them. It called to mind that most dreadful rift in the sky last year, and for a moment my usual ease with strangers nearly sputtered out entirely. 

“Thank you for asking,” she told me when I faltered, the picture of politeness. “I am making a survey of the area. There are grave markers like this all over the wood, you see, and I want to make sure they’re recorded somewhere in case some other conflict comes through and destroys them.” 

She went on to explain that she had made something of a study on the empire her people had built there, with a particular focus on the ruins scattered about the place. It is strange—I have gone to visit my brother more than once and I have never once wondered about the place beyond a passing idle curiosity. I’d intended only to see what she was about and be on my way, but I found myself offering her some of my own trail rations so I might go on listening to her talk about it. The lady accepted them graciously and offered some sort of tea in turn, a smoky-tart sort of thing I think you might have enjoyed. 

Now, I know what you are thinking, my darling Nin. “This story sounds rather like every other journey we’ve taken,” you might say, with a lovely smile tucked into the corner of your serious mouth. Ah, I suppose you might be right. It was not so very different from other meetings I have had on the road, after all. The difference here—aside from the lady’s near-encyclopedic knowledge of elven history in the region—is how our little repast ended. 

I was already shaking her hand and asking where I might find more comprehensive reading on the subject when a rather intimidating soldier woman stomped out from behind a nearby copse of trees. I suppose I might have thought the two of us in danger—her expression was grim as a funeral—except the lady turned with a smile and greeted the woman with a comfortable familiarity. We said our goodbyes then, and I might have never marked the entire incident as more than an interesting diversion from the course, if it hadn’t been for the name the soldier called her as they walked away. 

“Inquisitor,” she said. The Inquisitor.

 I am quite certain it really was her, too—her face had some otherworldly quality to it, as if she truly had been touched by the Bride herself. I have met the Inquisitor face to face, and even shaken her hand! Well, it is a great deal more than my brother has managed, no matter which strings he tries to pull in the court. I had quite the private chuckle over the entire affair, I can assure you of that! 

Of the rest of my journey, I fear I shall have to write in greater detail when I reach the next town. The light grows dim and I have already spent my last candle reading a volume on the history of the Emerald Knights.  

Do take care of yourself, my darling. I hope to pass your way again soon. 

Yours, 

Albertine D—

The signature at the bottom of the letter is faintly smudged along the surname. A postscript follows, written in slightly lighter ink:

The Inquisitor did say something you might find interesting. Well—I found it interesting, I suppose I ought to say. 

She said, “Each of these names had meaning beyond what we will ever hope to know. They are part of a story we may never find the beginning of, the ending of which will stretch far beyond our small lives. I am only a steward of the time in which they lived, and I will record all I can before I, too, am only a name etched in stone.” Or something like that—forgive me for paraphrasing.

I thought it a bit odd in the moment, if somewhat moving. Since then, I have been thinking—about your brother, dear Nin. I know you yet mourn him, and that his body has yet to be recovered from the Plains. I do not suppose that I’ve more to say here, only that—well. I thought you might want to hear those words, too. 

All my love, always—

A

[grandma-susan]

Good? GOOD AFTERNOON!? And I'll rip off ya meat hook if you know what's good fer ya!

What!? You wanna know who's takin' care of me? Well they ain't! They ain't NOTHING like Rosie! Now, she's a sweetheart! But here's what you gotta know about this sorry ass!

:: INFO / RULES::

Main: @ahhvernin

This is a secondary blog.

INDIE/ CANON & CANON- DIVERGENT / Nonselective RP / Ask Blog / RP Blog / 18+ / Multi Verse / Alternate and OC friendly

My name is Vernin. I'm an on again off again rper.

I prefer paragraph line rps

If your rp blog is a side blog, please me send me a DM with your side blog to tell me what your main is. That way I don't accidentally block you. Thanks.

Single line rping limited to ASKS.

Racism and sexism is not tolerated.

18+ only, minor rpers DNI.

I work full time therefore replies will not be instantaneous.

PM / Send ASK if you have any questions regarding RPing with me.

A welcome post will be sometimes be made for RP blogs. Feel free to answer them or not, its just my way of saying Hello....or for Susan to "greet" you. Please do not feel pressured to answer.

Children characters are only accepted between well acquainted mutuals.

If you put users in your tags I'll be following: grandma susan

::This blog will contain::

Foul and Cankerous language

NSFW material

Talk or acts violence and cannibalism

Descriptive Anatomy

An ornery old bitch Grandma

Edwardian and 1920s Slang that may or not be correctly be used

:: What you can expect from Susan::

She is not the hugs, tea, cookies and blanket grandma.

She is not kindly or pleasant to most people upon the first or even second meeting, sometimes ever.

She has no tolerance for young children if you plan to leave a random child on her doorstep, 99% of the time it will become a "Free Curb Alert". Its Cannibal Town, I'll leave it to your imagination.

She will shout, yell, and insult you.

She is not afraid to raise her hand or cane or...flower pot at you.

Susan has sway in Cannibal Town. Even Rosie the Overlord, canonically recognizes the people in town do not move unless Susan is on board.

Susan in this verse was once the matriarch of Cannibal Town. Never an official overlord because she never wanted such a title.

Susan has a ledger of deals, agreements and promises struck between demons. She was the overseer or notary for these and helped determine the consequences for beaches of contact. She technically does not "own" souls, but she holds them contractually to their word.

Susan can be won over, you either have to work for it or be clever about it.

If you read carefully, you will notice her sharp and bitter words, are sometimes laced with hidden respect or care. She does not coddle or mince words.

Susan knows she's an old woman and milks it for all that its worth.

Susan has had many careers in her life that she will reference.

Susan has a nursing background.

She no longer participates in typical feeding frenzies and she is not a strict cannibal.

She frequents many places in Pride, such as parks, gardens, indoor and outdoor theater, store fronts, cafes and restaurants.

She is not a helpless, frail or weak woman. She can hold her own. As she says " Angels still haven't done their ONE job"

She dislikes the Elite with a heated passion.

She doesn't want to be redeemed. She doesn't want to go to Heaven. It's full of cheaters and palm warmers in her opinion.

:: Frequent visiting characters & relations::

@keenie-bopper - half pint lamb jelly with desserts. Giant lamb eyes with a flare for laughter and pranks, stays for some reason even after getting a flower pot thrown at her. She's got spirit, not bad for a heaven drop.

@helluvaoutlaw -a boy after her own heart. 10 years ago she decided not to eat him, nursed this gravely injured beanpole back to health, got him to fix her fence, calls him her great grand nephew. She's got a soft spot for him. She likes his stupid swashbuckling snappy cowboy attitude, and his boyish side that slips in on occasion. :: Susan's Garden :: ::Relevant Tags For New Followers::

Drabble //Headcanon // Susans notes