Истории Vashmeryl

Just a little something. It's my first story so go easy on me

Meryl watches as Vash and Wolfwood get hurt. She watches as her boys get stabbed, shot, broken, bruised, beaten, and cut. She watches as Vash's injuries heal on their own, as his bones snap themselves back into place, as his skin stitches itself back together. She watches as Wolfwood breaks open another ampoule, regardless of the new tiny cuts from the glass, as his wounds steam and heal over in a frighteningly short amount of time. Meryl stands and watches as Vash and Wolfwood, /her/ Vash and Wolfwood, suffer. - originally posted on ao3 cover made by me using official art