cozycryptidcorner:Hey! This art and story has been commissioned by the amazing and wonderful @anim
cozycryptidcorner: Hey! This art and story has been commissioned by the amazing and wonderful @animesparkleluv96, so if you enjoy it, be sure to thank her as well! Tags: commissioned story, tiefling, not a reader insert, citrus. Savannah, by all accounts, isn’t one to shy away from getting her hands dirty, tending to the garden with the same all-in diligence that she offers to every other kind of work that might cross her path. The earth feels good against her fingers, a decently refreshing reprieve from a hot summer’s day as she digs down to make sure the roots of the weeds are entirely gone, placing whatever she finds in a canvas sack for burning. Satisfied that she got all of them, she stands, brushing some of the dirt from her tunic, and takes a good look over her garden, just to be sure she doesn’t need to get anything else done. Everything looks good, so she walks back into a decently sized cabin that she helped build with her own two hands, and heads straight to where the fire slowly eats away at the logs. One by one, she throws the weeds into the sweltering heat, watching them as they shrivel up and turn to ash, the smoke rising and twisting up in the air. Even though the temperature outside is ridiculous today, starting up a new fire would be a long and monotonous affair, so both Remembrance and Savanna both elect to keep at least a small one always running in the hearth, regardless of the season. Still, with the sunset, a reprieve from the heat will soon follow, so Savannah isn’t much concerned with cooking a hot dinner. Tying her chestnut hair up to keep her neck cool, she begins, tossing whatever is fresh from the garden into a pan. After stirring everything around for a hot minute, Savannah hears heavyset footsteps steadily approaching the porch, and she knows who it is just by the way those boots hit the earth. Wiping her hands on a rag, she turns around to throw her arms around a large, ruddy-brown tiefling, having to stand up on the tips of her toes to press her mouth up against his cheek. Keep reading -- source link
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