#Miko Shiroi

[casualcatte]

RP Journal: 08/05/2020

I went out shopping in the Kogane Dori today, keeping to my word to Lorrendor that I would “rest” and do no work. I perused the shops, buying a couple of new dresses, some new arrows for my bow, and a case of sochu to send to Lorrendor in Ul’dah. That man will probably regret giving me his address.

[ Courtesy Cut for Length! ]

On my way back to the Bokairo to drop off my purchases, naturally, I had to come across Edgard Beaumont. There was something off about him today, though, not quite Edgard. There were still a couple of very light Edgard flirtations, but not his usual standard of fare. He even offered to take some of my packages to carry, when I would’ve expected him to watch me, laughing as I struggled along. It took me off-guard and felt somewhat surreal. So much so that I didn’t even see the random miqo’te that ran headlong into me, sending my packages everywhere.

Almost instantly, the miqo’te engaged this suave guile as he tried to soothe his offense. I could see him sizing us up, like a hunt mark assessing which hunter was less likely to shoot it if it ran. He decided to go with Edgard. A wise choice, considering he’d just knocked my shopping all over the bridge. I wasn’t prepared for him to /flirt/ with Edgard, though, and offer to take him to the inn!  Oh, I’m never going to let him live that one down.  First, the nickname of Sir Egg, now this. It’s like Starlight has come early!

At the end of it all, though, it turns out the miqo’te stranger was down on his luck, having ended up in Kugane without a gil to his name. He was angling to get one of us to buy into his services as a courtesan, but that certainly didn’t pan out for him. Still, I’ve been in that situation before; a stranger in a strange land with no resources to speak of. I gave him what was left over from my shopping spree.  It wasn’t much, but it would be enough to get him a meal and an inn room for a couple of days til he could find his feet. 

To his credit, Edgard offered his inn room to the stranger in order to help. Curious to see him being so helpful, he’s usually so self-interested that this kind of behavior is unexpectedly welcome. The miqo’te declined, not that I could blame him. I wouldn’t want to stay in a stranger’s inn room either. 

Before he left, I told the miqo’te my name in case he decided he needed help or just needed a friendly face in Kugane.  He introduced himself to me as Shiroi no Miko, then parted ways from us.

Edgard helpfully carried my packages back with me to the inn, but the moody pall I’d found him in continued to linger, so I asked him about it.  Whenever it comes to talking about his feelings, Edgard loses all glib, halting and starting as if he struggled to find the words for how he felt. I finally decided that he needed to get whatever was bothering him off his chest, so I took him with me to the hot springs.  

We sat on the boardwalk, dabbling our feet in the water as we, yet again had another real conversation. He said a woman he’d encountered was making him give a hard look at his life, how disconnected he was from his true feelings. He wasn’t sure what to do about it or why he was the way he was.

But I think I know. At least in part. I’ve felt it myself, though, perhaps not quite as deeply as he. I spoke as gently as I could about my suspicions, believing them rooted in the loss of his beloved Valentina. Though he’s not spoken of her openly often, you could see in his countenance and hear in his voice that she was so important to him when he did. I know he blames himself for her death, whatever may have happened. It’s a feeling I understand well.  I blamed myself for Tristane’s death for years, after all.

I told him of Tristane, something I don’t often do with people. I told him of how I blamed myself and how I sought to find closure. It was hard and it was painful, a terrible thing to face alone. I told him he should do the same.  To visit Valentina wherever she’s memorialized and pour out all of the feelings he’s keeping bottled within him; the guilt, the pain, the rage, the sorrow, the want, the disappointment, the love. Once he bleeds everything he’s kept held within, he won’t be healed, but I think it will put him on the path /to/ that healing. 

Knowing what a difficult thing it was and terrible to face alone, I offered to go with him. I didn’t expect him to accept, knowing how close to the vest he keeps everything about his wife. Yet… he did.  He said it would likely help him to have me there. I was surprised to hear him admit that he needed anything from anyone, least of all me. Like with Miko, I don’t want him to face the same hardships I did, not if I can help him.  So, after the hunt I promised to take him on, I’ll be going to Ishgard with Edgard to help him see this through.  To help him find a sense of closure.

I don’t know if this will help him. I don’t know if he’ll feel better.  But I hope it will and that it does. He’s a dragoon without a purpose, a man with a bleeding, broken heart, he’s been truncated in his grief and this feeling of stasis.  Perhaps with this single step, he’ll find a way to move forward.

As his friend, I certainly hope he does.

[boku-no-miko]

LFRP: Miko Shiroi

(art is/was by @mizusas but she no longer goes by that name so I’m not sure how to credit her otherwise :c )

THE BASICS ––– –

Name: Miko Shiroi

Age: 26

Birthday: 32nd Sun of the First Umbral Moon (February 29th)

Race: Miqo’te, Keeper/Seeker hybrid

Gender: Male

Sexuality: Pansexual

Marital Status: Single

Server: Balmung (but will world visit!)

PHYSICAL APPEARANCE ––– –

Hair: White, Semi-curly / Worn in a long, thick braid over his left shoulder

Eyes: Medium Violet, shift to various shades

Build: Smooth, Lithe

Distinguishing Marks: Small puncture wound on upper, right lip (barely visible) / Racial tattoos around eyes / makeup stripes applied on cheeks / Red-orange eye-shadow / Henna tattoos (changing, applied daily)

Common Clothing/Accessories: Kimonos, Clothing of Hingan Descent, Robes, Light Colors

PERSONAL ––– –

Profession: Courtesan

Hobbies: Calligraphy, Pan Flute, Reading (particularly romance novels), Writing, Modeling

Languages: Common, Hingan, Doman

Birthplace: The Black Shroud

Current Residence: The Wanderer’s Elysium (Keeper’s Kiss)

Religious Beliefs: The Twelve (particularly Menphina)

RELATIONSHIPS ––– -

Spouse:  N/A

Children: Given his occupation, he surely has them but he doesn’t personally know them.

Parents: Unknown

Siblings: Unknown

Other Relatives: None of Importance

Pets: N/A

TRAITS ––– -

* Bold your character’s answer.

Extroverted / In Between / Introverted

Disorganized / In Between / Organized

Close Minded / In Between / Open Minded

Calm / In Between / Anxious

Disagreeable / In Between / Agreeable

Cautious / In Between / Reckless

Patient / In Between / Impatient

Outspoken / In Between / Reserved

Leader / In Between / Follower

Empathetic / In Between / Apathetic

Optimistic / In Between / Pessimistic

Traditional / In Between / Modern

Hard-working / In Between / Lazy

Cultured / In Between / Uncultured

Loyal / In Between / Disloyal

Faithful / In Between / Unfaithful

ADDITIONAL INFORMATION ––– –

Smoking Habit: Hookah (occasionally) Drugs: Rarely Alcohol: Often

RP HOOKS ––– –

Courtesan at Keeper’s Kiss: Self-explanatory! Miko has been with Kiss for many summers and is a regular face. He not only fulfills his duty as a courtesan but has also graced the stage on cabaret nights a few times before. Maybe your character wants to be a client? Maybe they’ve seen him perform before?

Model at Sunsilk Tapestries: Miko has stuck a deal with Rose at the Weaver’s Guild, Sunsilk Tapestries, in Ul’dah. He wears the clothes around and promotes them with his looks and, in the process, gets to keep said clothes. Modeling is something that Miko enjoys doing. He’ll model anything: from the simple to the garish. He loves the attention. Perhaps your character has seen him strutting around Ul’dah?

Priest of the Twelve: You’re thinking: a courtesan AND a priest? How does that work? Surprisingly well, actually! Miko’s upbringing was at a Temple of the Twelve. As such, he took up the trade of being a priest. His patron deity is Menphina. After all, romance is just another nod in the lady of love’s direction. He has his own chapel located in his Ul’dah apartment. In said chapel he officiates renewals of vows, blessing rites, funerals, and most any other ceremony one could think of! Feel free to approach him for any of this!

Mercenary Past: Wanna spice things up and have them already know each other from Miko’s olden days? Great! When Miko first arrived in Eorzea from the outskirts of Doma, he took up the mercenary life along with his ex-lover. He was 19 summers back then. Now, he is 26. Alongside his ax-wielding partner, he supplied the shields and petty healing. Long-story-short, his ex-lover betrayed and attempted to kill him. Now, he looks back on those days as a dark time in his life. So, of course that means you should bring it up! It could prove to be a very interesting time! Maybe your character is also a mercenary and bumped into him at the time? I’d love if someone would do this!

Romance Novel Connoisseur: Is your character an author? Do they write romance novels? Or maybe your character is a fellow lover of romance novels? Miko would absolutely fawn over any accomplished romance novelist or be delighted at getting to talk about his favorite reads!

WHAT I’M LOOKING FOR ––– –

First and foremost, RP partners who are very understanding and flexible with my schedule. I work at a veterinarian and my schedule changes from week-to-week. I am also a college student and starting back to classes beginning August 19th. I’m only taking two classes, so I don’t anticipate them interfering too much. I do enjoy PvE very much and sometimes just want to focus on that, so I’m looking for partners who are understanding that sometimes I’ll just be in the mood to PvE.

All kinds of RP! Slice of life, dark themes, adventure, all of that is great! I am NOT looking for purely sexual RPs. If we start a RP and it happens to go in that direction, then that’s fine! Please flirt with my character! But please don’t have that be the main purpose you want to RP with me.

OOC INFORMATION  ––– –

Hey there! My name is Kyle. I’m a 25 year-old trans male. I’ve been rping since I was 12 or so! I’m a very open-minded and friendly individual, so please don’t be afraid to reach out to me! I know those anxiety feels.

I’m a night owl, so usually the times that I’ll be available for RP will be in the afternoon (1pm-6pm or so) during that days that I’m off or the evenings (9pm-1am) during the days that I work.

I’m comfortable with mature/adult themed RPs. Yes, this includes ERP. No, I don’t want all of my RP to be ERP. I want my character to be a well-rounded character.

The best way to contact me is by messaging me in-game or on my discord at  𝓚𝔂𝓵𝓮 ♡ #0819

@crystalxivrp​ @ffxiv-crystal-rp​ @mooglemeet​

[yangbojian]

Update at Feb. 4th, 2024

[evocaition]

Life asked Death 

"Why do people love me, but hate you?" Death responded "Because you are a beautiful lie, and I'm a painful truth."

@boku-no-miko is a treat to shoot with! What an A+ Miqo’te.

[koholint]

today’s playlist:

KAKO - Natsuboshi

Mayumi Iizuka - Two Destiny ～ Futatsu no Unmei

Ayako Kawasumi - For You ～ Ai wo Agetai

Yumi Kakazu - Asaki Yumemishi

Aya Hisakawa - Haruka na Kaze

Yuri Amano - Inochi no Tobira

Yuuka - Kaze no Rhythm

KIRIKO - Hi no Tsuki

Ceui - Shinai Naru Sekai e

Omi Minami - Shiroi Tsuki

miko - mavis

Maaya Sakamoto - Yoake no Kaze Kikinagara

thanks for listening!

[amoura-eternia]

List of Anime Adapted from Otome Games

Hakuouki Shinsengumi Kitan/Hekketsuroku (22 episodes/OVA for Shinsengumi Kitan), Hakuouki Sekkaroku (4 episode OVA), Hakuouki Kyoto Ranbu/Shikon Soukyuu (2 movies), Hakuouki Reimeiroku (12 episodes/2 episode OVA), Hakuouki Otogisoushi (12 episodes)

Hiiro no Kakera (26 episodes)

Dance with Devils (12 episodes) Dance with Devils: Fortuna (movie)

Kiniro no Corda/La Corda D'oro (25 episodes), Kiniro no Corda/La Corda D'oro Blue Sky (12 episodes)

Neo Angelique Abyss (26 episodes), Koi Suru Tenshi Angelique (25 episodes), Angelique (3 episode OVA), Angelique: Seichi yori Ai wo Komete (3 episode OVA),  Angelique: Shiroi Tsubasa no Memoire (2 episode OVA) 

Stand My Heroes: Piece of Truth (12 episodes)

Amnesia (12 episodes/OVA)

Brothers Conflict (12 episodes/2 episode OVA)

Meiji Tokyo Renka: Yumihari no Serenade/Hanakagami no Fantasia (2 movies), Meiji Tokyo Renka (12 episodes)

Uta no Prince-sama: Maji Love (52 episodes), Uta no Prince-sama: Maji Love Kingdom/Starish Tours (2 movies)

Harukanaru Toki no Naka de ~Maihitoyo~ (movie), Harukanaru Toki no Naka de ~Hachiyou Shou~ (26 episodes/OVA), Harukanaru Toki no Naka de 3 (2 TV specials/DVD special), Harukanaru Toki no Naka de 2: Shiroki Ryuu no Miko (3 episode OVA), Harukanaru Toki no Naka de ~Ajisai Yumegatari~ (2 episode OVA)

Kamigami no Asobi (12 episodes)

Prince of Stride: Alternative (12 episodes)

Sengoku Night Blood (12 episodes)

Kenka Banchou Otome: Girl Beats Boys (12 episodes)

Code Realize ~Sousei no Himegami~ (12 episodes/OVA)

La Storia Della Arcana Famiglia (12 episodes/OVA)

Libra of Nil Admirari (12 episodes)

Mr. Love: Queen’s Choice (12 episodes)

Hanayaka Nari, Waga Ichizoku (2 episode OVA)

Norn 9 Norn + Nonette (12 episodes)

Ikemen Sengoku: Toki wo Kakeru Koi (12 episodes)

Ozmafia!! (12 episodes/OVA)

Diabolik Lovers (24 episodes/OVA)

Heart no Kuni no Alice: Wonderful Wonder World (movie)

Trick or Alice (OVA)

Juuza Engi: Engetsu Sangokuden (OVA)

Starry Sky (26 episodes)

Kuro to Kin no Akanai Kagi (2 episode OVA)

Scared Rider Xechs (12 episodes)

Dame x Prince Anime Caravan (12 episodes)

I think that’s everything. Feel free to add to this if I did miss anything or when new ones come out.

[fawn-eyed-girl]

Art Inu-Spiration: Work in Progress Wednesday: Duty (Un)Bound: A story/art collaboration with @wulfintheforest

Hey everyone! I am super, super excited to announce that for @art-inuspiration this Friday, I have been paired with the amazing @wulfintheforest, and we are thrilled to be bringing you a very sexy, very fun KogKag multi-chapter story! Wulf’s art (of which you can get a sneak peek here!) was super inspiring, and I hope that the story does it justice!

Teaser and tags below the cut! We can’t wait to share the first two chapters, and Wulf’s incredible art, with you this Friday, June 18th!

I’m not using my regular tag train for this one, so if you’d like to be included on this, or any other non-InuKag content (other IY ships, non-IY story and art content), please like this post, and I’ll get a new tag train started. Thanks, everyone!! 💖💖💖

“Higurashi.” That deep, gruff voice told her that her traveling partner had arrived, and from the sound of it, he was just as thrilled about going with her on this mission as she was with him.

Kagome spun around. 

A tall, broad-shouldered yōkai stood behind her. His long, dark hair was tied back in a high ponytail; his eyes, bright blue and piercing, held her own hazel ones firmly. His massive forearms crossed over his chest; he was frowning at her. Kagome huffed again.

“I see you made it here,” she muttered, adjusting her pack. “Kōga-kun.”

Kōga chuckled. “No need for honorifics, Higurashi,” he said, striding over to her with those long, muscular legs. “Kōga is fine. You know this.”

“I know that I don’t need anyone coming along with me!” she shot back. “I’m perfectly capable of doing this myself, you know.”

Kōga scowled. “Not according to the elders, you aren’t,” he retorted. “So get used to me being here, Higurashi.”

“Never!” she exclaimed. “I am totally and completely capable. So you can go back to your shrine and...do whatever it is you do there.”

“That may be,” he snapped, “but this is not my call. And you know that I can’t just ‘go back to my shrine.’ You fucking know that!”

Kagome didn’t have an answer to that one, because Kōga was right. He couldn’t just go home and go back to working at his shrine.

No, Kōga was a guardian: a yōkai whose life was bound to the shrine where he lived and worked. He had been attached to the Shiroi Shrine for two hundred years; he’d seen countless spiritualists come and go, and because his life was tied to the life of the shrine, and of the spiritualists at the shrine, if they ordered him to do something? He couldn’t say no. 

And in this case, it had been the top priest at his shrine, a crotchety old man named Mushin-sama, who had decreed that Kagome could only go on this quest if Kōga went with her. He was strong, Mushin-sama had declared, one of the strongest yōkai that Mushin-sama had ever seen, and thus, would be a perfect companion for “the little miko.”

Gods fuck. Kagome’s fists clenched even thinking about that supposed term of endearment. How dare they call her that. Just because she stood barely 157cm didn’t mean that she wasn’t strong. 

Kagome was strong. No; she was the strongest. Because she’d always had to be. That was the hand that life had dealt her, after all.

So yes, totally capable of making this trip on her own.

But also? She totally understood why Kōga couldn’t stand down, as much as he probably wanted to, as well.

Kagome huffed again and looked him over. Sure, he was pretty fucking hot, if one happened to like tall, bronzed gods with sparkling eyes and long, dark hair. And muscles for days. (Like, she was pretty sure his forearm was as big around as her throat? Maybe bigger?) And, yes, he filled out that black t-shirt and those dark-washed jeans pretty spectacularly. But Kagome could not be distracted by his good looks and that deep, husky voice that gave her goosebumps. 

Higurashi Kagome had things to do.

And those things did not include a sexy ookami who was ordered to join her on this trip.

[mythicamagic]

Swimming in Silk - chapter 19

Training in front of her, engaging her in conversation and now lending her his clothes…Kagome is starting to suspect that Sesshoumaru is trying to gain her attention.

Sesskag - Romance, Humour, Drama, Angst

Rated M - As always you can read this story on Ao3, fanfiction.net or Dokuga

Chapter One - here                Previous Chapter - here    Next Chapter - here

AN: Sorry this chapter is all over the place, I still didn't fit in everything I wanted lolol good news though! After this depressing chapter, the angst won't be so heavy in this fic anymore x

Haunted Hounds~

After wading through the shallows to shore, Kagome peeled her sodden sweater off, sighing as she wrung the waterlogged material. Inuyasha promptly shook himself, soaking her anew.

"Gah!" Kagome sputtered. "Can you not?"

"How else am I supposed to get dry?" He grunted, white hair puffing up under his cap.

She couldn't help but giggle. "You're not, be cold and suffer with the rest of us."

By the time they'd padded up to the huts, Kagome was positively shivering. The ocean was a quiet crash of waves behind them as lights suddenly flared to life in various windows. The covers over doors were thrown back, and various demons rushed out, raising weapons with wild, fearful eyes.

Kagome quickly raised her hands, "we come in peace!" She squeaked, spying a familiar face among them, who lowered his axe. "Kaito!"

The demons paused, frowning and looking at the dark haired man. "General, do you know them?"

"Ah! That's Lord Inuyasha," said one.

Inuyasha acknowledged them with a grunt. "Lower your damn weapons."

"Yes, do so. The Lady of the Western Lands stands with him," Kaito said, eyes gentling slightly. He shifted on his crutch, raising a hand to her and beckoning. "Come, my Lady. Everyone else, go back to sleep," he dismissed. The demons murmured amongst themselves, wandering back into their huts. Kagome padded into the hut Kaito indicated, Inuyasha following.

Inside, Inukimi adjusted her silks, covering bare shoulders. Kagome caught a glimpse of fresh bite-marks and cherry red hickeys before they were hidden, causing her to blush.

"W-we didn't mean to disturb you so late!" She glanced at Kaito, now noticing his rumpled clothes.

"Hush. Time-travel is not known for being considerate," Inukimi gave a soft laugh. With her hair down, she looked simultaneously radiant and decadent in her loose clothing.

"It smells like sex in here," Inuyasha grunted, yelping when Kagome stamped hard on his foot.

"Zip it!"

Inukimi laughed, fixing the futon and smoothing the covers as Kaito sat down beside her with a grunt, resting his crutch down. "Adorable. I'm surprised you're familiar with the smell, Hanyou."

"Shut up!" he barked, cheeks blooming red.

"Lady Inukimi?" Came a gentle, feminine voice. "What was all that just now? Shippo thought he sensed-" the cover over the door was tentatively peeled back and a taller Shippo peered in, along with a girl who Kagome vaguely recognised.

She gaped when it clicked."Shiori?"

"Ah, Kagome!" Shippo darted inside, scooping her up and hugging so tight her bones protested. His head came past her stomach now.

"Wow, lookit you! So tall," she wheezed, giggling and wrapping her arms around him, lifting so that his feet left the floor. At least she could still do that.

"It's lovely to see you again after so long," Shiroi murmured, folding her hands neatly in front of her and bowing. The previously petite child had matured, becoming a young woman perhaps a little younger than Kagome. She still wore a modest white yukata, but her face had lost most of its childish features. Those violet eyes remained as kind and sad as they were before. The miko suddenly remembered her mother, and realised she must have passed, leaving the hanyou alone.

Smiling gently, she blinked when Shippo detached himself from her and immediately hugged Inuyasha, who bristled. He made to say something, before closing his mouth and setting his rough hand on the fox's red hair.

"It's been a while...little brat."

"Hmph, it's not like I missed a big bully like you," Shippo mumbled.

Blue eyes shining bright, her chest warmed. Turning to the others, she voiced the thought that had been with her since surfacing: "Where's Sesshoumaru?"

Their expressions immediately shuttered, some unreadable or awkward. Ice shot into her chest, hitting the bullseye of her heart.

"Don't worry," Shippo immediately soothed, straightening. "He's just uh…sleeping right now."

She blinked, giving a relieved laugh. "Well duh, it's late at night. Heh, you all looked weird for a sec there."

Inuyasha's ears flicked under the cap, heavy brows drawing into a frown. "Spit it out, Shippo." He growled. "You ain't explainin' everything and no doubt it's some crap that'll just worry her later."

Surprisingly, it was Shiori who timidly spoke up.

"Our village is home to many different kinds of demons. The majority of them are survivors from the West's fall that happened 10 years ago. They fled here, and we sheltered them, or some joined us of their own accord like the wolf demon tribe led by Kouga. When they came, Lord Sesshoumaru was among them, so he picked up the mantle to lead again."

"That's not surprising," Kagome tilted her head.

The Hanyou fiddled with her sleeve. "It's just that…concerns have been raised about the amount of sleep our leader gets."

"Yeah, because it's not healthy." Shippo snorted.

Inukimi huffed, lighting her signature pipe and inhaling. "Ridiculous. He's perfectly fine. How do you explain his performance in the fighting pit? Resting isn't a crime. He defeats challengers when required," she uttered darkly, words flowing out with the exhale of curling smoke.

Shippo throws his hands up, bristling. "Lady I don't wanna get into this with you again! Sleeping for 18 hours is not normal!" He burst, flashing small fangs.

Differing energies crackled in the air, raising the hair on Kagome's arms. She'd never seen Shippo argue so boldly with someone collected like Inukimi. "That's…that's enough you two, please calm down," she tried to wrap her head around everything.

"The fuck? 18 hours." Inuyasha grumbled. The strict and disciplined 'Killing Perfection' sleeping so long sounded ludicrous. "Where is he now?"

Kaito spoke up, absentmindedly sharpening his weapon. "In a cave not far away, located within the cliffs. He rarely shows himself, but always makes an appearance at the pits."

"Fighting…pits, right?" Inuyasha's ears twitched.

"Guessing that's exactly what it sounds like," sighing, Kagome tried her best to ignore her mounting worry. "Okay, let's backtrack. You said it's been 10 years since the big battle. How many years ago did Kouga and Sesshoumaru arrive?"

Shippo rubbed the back of his neck. "Uh, two?" Seeing the look on her face, he added. "We've tried talking to him but he doesn't want to see anyone. He's…changed so much, we've got no clue how to help."

Sensing her turbulent emotions, Shiroi spoke up. "I'll ask Ayame to take you to him tomorrow."

"Ayame?" Kagome croaked.

"Mhm, he only wakes up during the day if her cubs go to bother him," Shippo offered a weak smile.

Unbidden, Kagome answered it with a small one of her own. You've always been pestering him to do things, huh Riza?

With no alternative but to sleep, Kagome left Inukimi's hut, deciding to rest with Shippo. Glancing behind her as she settled down on a futon, she noticed Inuyasha taking a seat. He'd followed without a word, and now rested his faithful sword against his shoulder, closing tired gold eyes.

Kagome also spied the two white-haired fox sisters curled up together in their true forms. She supposed they must have moved to the village along with Shippo at some point, and wondered what had become of the Fox clan. Shippo curled up with them, and Kagome loosely curled her arms around herself, shivering and closing her eyes.

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Sleep proved to be a flirtatious but unobtainable friend. A burst of loud noise, that of high pitched yips and barks, broke her out of her dozing. With her eyes still in the process of opening, Kagome shrieked when tons of bundles of fur landed on her stomach. Countless wet noses and tongues attacked her cheeks, causing her to burst into startled giggles.

"Oi! What did I say?" A familiar gruff, masculine voice barked. "Settle down and get off her already!"

Kagome laughed, setting her hands on the wolf cubs that kept climbing over her, occasionally licking the miko while ignoring their father.

"OI!" He called again, before being nudged aside.

"OFF!" Ayame snapped, voice dark and green eyes blazing.

The countless amount of cubs immediately scrambled off, looking at their parents in the doorway with perked ears and expectant faces.

Picking herself up and wiping the slobber from her cheeks, Kagome noticed Inuyasha and the foxes had already left for the day.

A whine sounded out, "Ayame! I told ya to let me handle it this time. If ya keep butting in, they're never gonna listen to me!"

"You were taking too long," his mate flipped some firey red hair over her shoulder. "Besides, you let them rudely wake up Kagome. You call that handling it?"

Kagome's cheeks hurt, and she touched her mouth, finding she was smiling too wide. But she couldn't help it. Not wasting time, she rushed forward. The two wolves abruptly stopped when she wrapped her arms around them, resting her face against their shoulders.

"K-kagome? What's wrong?" Kouga mumbled, resting a large hand on the small of her back. A strangled, happy sound reached their hearing.

"Nothing, I'm just...really happy. So happy," she breathed, squeezing them. "Seeing you both safe is a big relief."

Pulling back and grinning tearfully, Kagome ignored their perplexed looks. It was one thing to hear they were safe in the Future but was another to actually see, hear and touch them. It made her long for Sango and Miroku.

"Thank you so much for finding Sesshoumaru and helping him. You saved him," she rambled, causing Ayame to laugh gently and nudge her.

"It was no trouble. C'mon, I'm sure you want to see him. You can cry on us some more later," she said, tucking Kagome's hand through her arm.

"Hey! I haven't seen her in ages," Kouga soured, watching as the miko was ushered outside.

Ayame glanced over her shoulder, smiling flippantly. "You've seen her now~ are you saying you're more important right now than her mate?" She asked sweetly.

Kouga's shoulders fell, expression shifting into a grumpy, accepting one. Letting herself be tugged along away from the huts, Kagome held on when the cubs followed, racing through their legs and causing her to trip on the sand.

"Careful!" Ayame growled at the bundles of fluff.

Smiling and carrying on along the shore in the morning light, Kagome walked them play and leave tiny paw-prints in their wake. "It's kind of strange, seeing you guys with kids."

"Heh, it feels strange for us too. Still doesn't feel real even after two years."

They approached a cliff with numerous crags and splits, which had eroded into caves and openings. Nerves erupted into her stomach. "...Shippo said he's been like this since arriving," Kagome murmured.

A snort sounded out close to her ear. "Honey, I've been baby-sitting this Lord for at least five years. He hasn't changed since Kouga first found him all injured. Hasn't shifted out of his true form once from what I've seen."

The words made dread pool in Kagome's stomach, along with a hard lump of sadness in the back of her throat that was difficult to swallow. Jaken had mentioned once, in passing, how true forms often dulled more complicated emotion. Demons merely became creatures of instinct.

Is it...less painful for you this way?

"I remember first seeing him. I'd been told stories about The Killing Perfection ever since I was a cub. A God on the battle-field. But he was just an abandoned, lost puppy. Still is," Ayame lifted a shoulder. "Aside from when he's in the pit, I honestly find it difficult picturing him conquering anything. Don't get me wrong though, our tribe kind of like him after he aided us getting here. I was heavily pregnant at the time and heh, let me tell ya; walking through human territory in that state was not fun! But ole' Ice Prince woke up enough to protect us during the journey. We lost men during the battle of the Western Lands though so, I guess to him it might've been paying his debts."

There came a beat of silence between them, the words left hanging in the air. Eventually, Kagome spoke once more, voice subdued. "I keep trying to get used to everything changing...but the second I get my head around a place it's already shifted."

Ayame smiled. "I might not time travel but it's still changed too fast for me too. At least there's always a place for you, no matter where you drop in, right?"

Kagome blinked, smiling gently and nodding.

They reached the mouth of the cave, Kagome's boots crunching on the pebbles and stone. The spray crashed against the nearby jagged rocks, flicking water up near them. He's really picked a remote spot, she thought, glancing at the distance from the village, which was in view but far off.

The cubs stopped to play, biting on a piece of driftwood while Kagome and Ayame padded inside. The shadows of the cave swamped in. All noise felt drowned out within the large space. The crunch of their shoes echoing too loud. To the side lay remains of animal bones and carcasses, everything beyond the light of the entrance drenched in dark. Yet on the edge of the light, silver fur glinted.

A large body shifted, around the same size as she'd seen him before, that of a large bear. His true form looked much healthier at least. Well fed, unharmed. Yet scars crisscrossed certain areas where the fur was thinner, no doubt more hidden by the lustrous fur that flamed around his shoulder. He slept on despite their presence.

"Oi!" Ayame growled. "You have a visitor. Wake up!"

Sesshoumaru stirred, opening one groggy, ruby eye. He stared at them listlessly for a moment, before closing his eye again, seeming to fall back asleep.

"Hey!" Ayame barked, only to be drowned out as a flood of yips and galloping tiny fluffballs racing around them. Uncaring of their sleeping mountain, the cubs bound atop the Daiyoukai, nudging and sniffing at him.

Sesshoumaru didn't stir, despite their antics. A low sound built in the back of his throat however, the more they tugged at his ears or tail. Unfortunately, they didn't seem deterred by his grumbles.

Cuuute, Kagome couldn't help but think. "They seem to like him."

"You know what kids are like. Don't know to be afraid of something most would faint in fear of." Ayame smiled, before frowning at the dozing Daiyoukai. Growling, she sank to one knee, plunging her fist into the ground. The walls around them trembled with distress, and the cubs yipped with alarm, huddling around Sesshoumaru.

"HEY! This girl time travelled for your ungrateful hide!" She bellowed. "She came here just to see you! The least your sorry ass could do is say hello!"

Sesshoumaru's tail flicked out, sending a cub rolling free from its personal tug of war. He huffed quietly, giving another low noise and shifting so that he was turned away, back facing them.

"If he doesn't want to see me, Ayame...it's okay," Kagome said, watching quietly.

Ayame growled, straightening and putting her hands on her hips. "It's weird, almost like he doesn't believe you're really here or...doesn't want you to be?" She then winced, glancing at the miko. "Uh, I didn't mean to-"

"No, it's fine," Kagome soothed. "I'm going to um, stay here for a little while. Just in case he changes his mind."

"Are you sure?"

She nodded distractedly, watching every inhale and exhale.

"Alright, but I'm only leaving you for an hour. Shippo will come fetch you. It isn't healthy to stay here alone."

"Sesshoumaru's alone."

"By choice!" Ayame tsked. "It's true he was injured, and the battle at the Western Keep probably took a toll. But everyone else has tried to move on. They might still revere him as Leader, but honestly he needs to be defeated soon and replaced if we're gonna progress. Otherwise, we're all sitting around waiting for him to get better."

It occurred to Kagome then that no one else knew. Sesshoumaru probably hadn't told anyone what he'd been through with the monks. They just thought he was pining for his lost house.

Kagome assured her she'd be fine, waiting until she left along with the rambunctious cubs, before turning to Sesshoumaru. Without their presences, the cave was plunged into silence, save for the tumble and crash of waves against rocks outside. Sitting down, she wrapped her arms around her knees and hugged them to her chest, just listening.

Little by little, she inched closer. Carefully, agonisingly gently, she reached out and lay her palm on his side. The jagged bite mark on her arm pricked, and her body tensed, but he didn't stir. Lithe fingers combed through damp fur, untangling it. He felt warm and steady, much better than his previous trembling, but she could sense the undercurrent of something. A great tired weight on his chest that caused every draw of breath to seem like effort.

"I don't know why I wanted to see you while you were still recovering. Maybe it was just me being full of it, thinking I could be the one to heal you. Seriously...I'm an idiot," she chuckled quietly. "But here you are, wounds closed. Healthy. Least that's what everyone thinks, mn?"

She didn't know if he were listening or could feel it, but she stroked her hand through his fur all the same. "I get why you didn't tell them about the monks. Too proud," her lips curved into a wobbly smile. "But Shippo would help if you opened up to him, I'm sure of it."

His lids remained shut. Her fingers lightly slid over his muzzle. You were like this when Rin died too...just trying to sleep it off. So many bad things have happened to you, I bet they've mounted up. Why don't you ever talk to anyone, you beautiful dumbass?

Leaning down, Kagome rested her head against his back. "It's going to...get better, you know?" She murmured. "Not to be patronising, but it will. So for now, if this is what you need, to be comfortable, then that's okay. Just...don't sleep forever," turning her face into the warmth of his side, she trembled.

"I'd miss you too much."

--------

She stayed with him until Shippo came to collect her an hour or so later. Kagome didn't check her watch to know, just let time disappear. Leaving without a word or fuss, Sesshoumaru did not stir without her presence.

"Are you alright?" Shippo immediately checked, padding back with her along the beach.

Unprompted, Kagome smiled gently, causing him to blink. "Yeah. I think since I can't help Sesshoumaru this time, I'll focus on doing what I can around him."

"Meaning?"

She hummed, "well, why were the demons last night showing their markings and claws? On the outside, this place looks like an ordinary village, but I can feel a barrier around it. Wouldn't it make sense to start covering up their demonic features so that everyone can hide in plain sight without wasting energy on that?"

Shippo smiled, tilting his chin up to look at the morning sky. "You don't miss much. That's been a huge thing lately, big mess. No one wants to start posing as humans except the foxes, Shiori, and a few of the wolves."

"Why?"

"They refuse to unless their leader does it first. Set an example. But it's like he's doing the opposite, lounging in his true form all the time."

Slowly, the pieces started to fit into place. Now she understood Ayame's frustration. Shippo continued, sighing. "Sesshoumaru's the strongest, as proven every week in the pits. Hence he's the leader. If someone could just beat him in the fighting pits, someone who gets that we need to change to survive, then we could really pass ourselves off as a human village. We'd be so much safer! Plus that way us foxes wouldn't have to be the ones going to neighbouring villages for supplies. Shiori wouldn't exhaust herself by keeping the barrier up too. We're sitting ducks like this."

Kagome nodded seriously, mind whirling with the new information. "When's the fighting pit next open?"

"Tonight. It's held over there," Shippo pointed to the opposite cliffs and caves, situated nearer to the village and on the right of the shore, where Sesshoumaru's was on the far left. Isolated.

"Great, I'm heading there tonight."

"N-not to fight, right?"

She laughed. "No Shippo. If I beat him and became leader where would that leave you guys when I disappeared? I just want to watch."

Shippo exhaled with relief, smiling up at her. Tentatively, she offered her hand.

Green eyes flickered with surprise, and it occurred to her how much older he'd become. She shouldn't have done it, he wasn't a little kid anymore. He'd survived war and-

Shippo's hand slid into her own.

Emotion welled up inside her and when he gave a squeeze, and she felt that he'd done it more for her sake than anything else. Kagome squeezed back with gratitude as they walked in step back to the village.

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That night, Kagome walked among the crowd through the narrow passages in the caves. They walked with torch in hand, until the rocks bathed in orange hues gave way to a giant opening, fit for the hall of a King.

Kagome followed the demons to the rings that looped around the massive pit in the centre of the floor, almost like they were in a colosseum. The cave seemed to have been carved, paving seats for them, so she took one. Glancing to her left, she found Inuyasha, who had decided to follow. He frowned, ears pressing against his skull.

Sesshoumaru's form became visible after a moment, climbing down into the room via one of the higher openings in the cave and making his way to the pit, jumping in and waiting with a tired sort of expectation. The demons in the crowd glanced around, muttering to themselves.

Finally, a challenger Kagome didn't recognise jumped into the ring, bulls horns protruding from his head. With a blast of yellow youkai, his form melted into a demonic bull, tossing his head and rearing on hind legs.

Everyone watched with bated breath as the fighting started without introduction.

Two forms collided, roughly slamming into each other. Kagome noticed that while they used no real techniques, more throwing weight or striking, they each avoided using their deadly weapons of poison, teeth or horns if they could help it.

Sesshoumaru ended things by moving with a burst of speed, leaping atop the bull, which was struggling to get up. A large paw slammed down into its jugular, bracing his weight and opening large jaws, pining the burly demon down via rows of deadly teeth on ethier side of him. Sesshoumaru held him there despite the kick of frantic hooves beneath him.

Eventually, the bull made a noise, and Sesshoumaru backed off, panting.

"He's...like a stray dog or something," Inuyasha mumbled, ignoring the cheer from the onlookers.

Kagome glanced at him. "What do you mean?"

"When demons communicate, it's like human speech, just different. Gestures and stuff. But even using that, it's like he's completely closed off. He might still fight well, but he's not the taunting asshole I know. The hell happened to him?"

"He got hurt, badly," she murmured, not wanting to say more than that. It felt like a betrayal of trust to explain, for some reason.

"Oh for goodness sake," came a voice behind them.

Kagome turned, looking at one of the higher stands and spotting Inukimi. Her eyes were on the pit, so the miko shifted to look. She then gaped.

Kaito limped into view, facing Sesshoumaru while leaning on his crutch.

"You foolish oaf! What are you doing?" Inukimi stood from her seat with a rustle of silks, glaring.

From within the pit, the General glanced up at his Lady, mouth curving. He lifted a shoulder, giving a sad, rueful smile. "We can't live in the past, my Lady. I should at least try to end this stagnation."

Kagome's eyes widened. Kaito who had been so proud he'd all but rejected her as Lady of the West. Kaito who hated the House lowering itself. It was he who stood before his lord, discarding his crutch.

Blue light coated the dark-haired Generals form. Smoke billowed out, slowly sighing away to reveal a three-legged black inuyoukai. He leaned forward, equal size to Sesshoumaru, who growled softly.

The two leapt, meeting with a clash of hard bodies. Black and white fur met again and again, demons trying to topple the other. A few times their paws swiped out, hackles rising as they snarled, teeth starting to snap and bite. Their forms chased each other around the pit, colliding into the walls and causing the structure to shake.

"Crap, Kaito's really letting him have it," Inuyasha muttered.

Seeing Kagome's questioning look, he scratched his cheek. "Let's just say he's yelling at the Bastard and telling him to wake up and fucking lead already. Sesshoumaru is pissed-"

A hard-hitting sound echoed off the walls as Kaito hit the floor a moment later, his single back leg giving. His jaw smacked hard against the ground as Sesshoumaru remained atop him, pressing him down and snarling quietly.

"What's Sesshoumaru saying now?"

Inyasha tsked. "...For Kaito to find someone strong enough to take over or leave him the hell alone."

When the dust settled, Kagome watched as the silver inuyoukai padded around the pit like a restless tiger. Kaito's black form receded, his more human appearance returning. Taking up his fallen crutch, the General gingerly got to his feet and limped away.

When no other challengers stepped forward, the fighting pit drew to a close.

------

She'd asked around, but apparently, defeating Sesshoumaru was indeed the only way to seize control over the village. Even if she could win, Kagome also asked if she could pass on the mantle immediately after- only to be shut down and told an 'outsider' like herself wouldn't be accepted as a leader in the first place.

Kagome thus spent her week helping Shippo and the other foxes. Kouga and some of his wolves had unfortunately left to run an errand. Despite how busy she kept, she always noticed the lack of Sesshoumaru's presence. Visiting him had only become possible in the evenings she was so tired, helping newer arrivals construct a hut. On one day she walked the road to the neighbouring human village and helped load supplies onto the wagon, discussing trade. Pushing some hair back from her eyes, Kagome sighed.

"It's hard work, mn?" Shiori smiled knowingly, tending to the horses.

"Sure is. How are you able to leave the village and move around if you're...you know," Kagome glanced at the humans walking around. She cupped a hand to her mouth and mouthed: 'using your powers.'

Dark eyes danced, her hanyou features under a glamour. She beckoned, and the miko leaned in, watching as Shiori opened her pocket, revealing a glowing orb.

"Oh, you had something like that last time."

"Yes, but I was being used back then. Now I'm...happy to be of use to the village, even if I wish everyone would be a little braver," Shiroi said gently.

Kagome nodded, brows drawing together. "You feed your power into that and it projects a barrier around them, right? You must be exhausted all the time," she said, eyeing the pallor of Shiori's usually darker skin with thin lips.

"E-excuse me, are you a miko?"

Turning, Kagome faced a nervous looking man.

"Yes, hello?"

"Please," he took her hand. "My wife is giving birth. I-I don't know what to do, please help! Our village priestess is away visiting friends. Please!"

Everything else fell away as Kagome nodded seriously. "Don't worry, I'll come. Shiori, can you-"

"I'll come too."

With a nod, the two women rushed to aid the man and his wife.

------

Kaede's teachings had certainly come in handy. It had felt kind of surreal, holding the newborn. Whenever she'd helped deliver in the past, Kaede had always been the one easing the child out, taking the lead.

Shiori had been a massive help, advising whenever the miko had become uncertain. It was clear the woman had more experience.

Washing her hands for the umpteenth time, Kagome padded back to the village with the hanyou.

The foxes and cart had left hours ago ahead of them, the sky darkening to lush purples.

"Kagome, do you think it's possible for Lord Sesshoumaru to still lead?" Came the quiet question.

Feeling caught between a rock and a hard place, Kagome sighed. "...Not right now," she admitted. "He seems to just be attending the pits out of necessity. If...if you ask me, it looked like he almost wanted to be defeated," she murmured.

Shiori nodded, raising a hand to her head. "I worry that- that soon raiders will come, and our village will be snuffed out just like the Great Houses. If we got attacked, I don't know if my barrier will hold. That's what I'm...afraid of…"

"Shiori?"

Glancing at the Hanyou, Kagome squeaked in alarm, catching the woman before she fell. Feeling her blazing forehead caused clammy sweat to cling to her skin. "Shiori! Hold on, w-we're not far from the village!"

Awkwardly ducking, Kagome lifted her onto her back, supporting Shiori under her thighs. But the days work had significantly weakened the miko and she only managed to make it down a hill before stopping. Panting, she sank down to her knees. I can't just leave Shiori to get help, what am I going to-

"Kagome!"

Lifting her head, gladness filled her heart.

"Inuyasha!"

With the smell of sea-salt clinging to him, Inuyasha leapt down from the trees, racing towards them on the path. "The hell happened?"

"Shiori fainted. I think she's done too much today, or maybe...all week," Kagome murmured, wondering quietly.

Inuyasha removed the weight from her shoulders and hitched the woman onto his back. "Let's hurry then, don't slow me down, idiot," he muttered almost affectionately. Kagome smiled despite the situation and followed, hurrying after him.

As her feet pounded on the path, Kagome watched as he took off in front, bounding ahead. Strange, nostalgic feelings wrapped around her heart and squeezed. She shook her head and raced quicker in the direction of the sea.

------

A fire flickered in the centre of the largest hut. Within, the majority of the village residents lingered, waiting for any sign of change from Shiori. They drifted around, looking a little lost.

Shiori herself lay on a futon, breathing shallow. Kagome had done everything she could think of to bring her temperature down. Nearby at a low table, Inukimi poured over scrolls and paperwork, frowning at the disturbance.

"What happened to her?" Ayame peered down.

"She was overworked!"

A few demons glanced at Inuyasha, vague guilt passing over their faces.

"Cease your yapping." Inukimi sighed. "I dislike children who shout."

"Tch, what? You'd rather I was more like Sesshoumaru, keeping my trap shut?"

"Preferably. He always was quiet, even as a pup. Granted he did cry at first, but ignore them long enough and they learn not to make noise. Obviously, it's a lesson you were never taught."

For some reason, though the comment hadn't been meant as particularly malicious, Kagome thought of Sesshoumaru's scars. Of him. Alone, quiet and drenched in the dark of the cave. Not making a fuss. Hiding his distress. The pain so keen he couldn't bring himself to see anyone lest they think him weak.

She stood, hands balled into fists as a low fire churned in her gut. "All of you are cowards," she muttered lowly.

The demons instantly bristled, but she didn't care. Tip-toeing around them achieved nothing. "Shiori is like this now because you're too afraid of change. She's been managing the force field and helping everyone, keeping up appearances with glamour. Not just her but the foxes and wolves. The rest of you are falling behind, don't you understand that?"

"Shut up! What would a human know of it?" One growled.

"I know you all loved the House of the West!" She burst, brows drawing together. "It's that love...that fuels your protectiveness over your markings and features. Your heritage and species. That's why you don't want to cover them up. It would feel like a betrayal. It's why you won't act on your own despite Sesshoumaru not really leading you."

A low growl sounded out, and Kagome was surprised to find Inukimi's narrowed gaze on her. "You dare call yourself his Mate and then encourage us to go against him?"

"He's not given you any orders!" She snarled, reiki and a skitter of hot, familiar youkai curling out of her bite mark. Sesshoumaru's presence loomed over her aura, lending weight to her words. "He doesn't want this position at the moment. The way I see it, he's fighting out of obligation for tradition. And that's what this all is! You're going to die for your traditions."

"Kagome!" Ayame chided.

"Well, they are! You can't stay isolated forever. You're not on an island. Your human neighbours will get curious, and one day they'll bump into the barrier. If the humans see you like this, don't you think they'll retaliate? The time for...surgiving is now. I'm sorry. I wish you didn't have to cover up your marks. All of them are beautiful..." a blue crescent moon on a beloved brow came to mind as she looked around at them, seeing stripes, pointed ears, horns, tails. "All of them. But you have to. It's time you start living for yourselves, not for the past."

Inuyasha's ears flicked, swivelling in her direction as he looked slightly shocked.

"Adapt or die, is it?" Inukimi's words came low and solemn, looking through her. "I recall musing something similar at the burning Western Keep."

Kagome faltered, the energy around her dying down. "I hope your choice isn't the same as it was then..."

"Choice? My fate was decided for me, don't you recall?" She sneered, rising from her low table. "Foolish."

Watching the demoness pass by with a flow of silver, Kagome glanced at the inventory paperwork, feeling her shoulders fall.

------

The night of the fighting pit came around again. Kagome and Inuyasha sat in the same seats as before, her hands tightening into fists, honestly debating jumping in herself. At least it would free Sesshoumaru from responsibility and allow him time to collect himself.

Slowly, she inched from her seat to stand.

"Don't," firm fingers wrapped around her wrist, tugging her back.

Kagome glanced at General Kaito on her right. His back hair fell loose around his shoulders, dark eyes sharp.

"But General I-"

"It is not your fight," he rumbled.

Usually his tone would have riled her enough to disobey, but Kagome found herself weakening. She didn't know what to do. But there had to be something! Otherwise she'd be leaving without having helped at all, and that was the purpose of these jumps, right?

Feeling something brush her side, Kagome raised her head, looking at the blurry image of red and white. Scrubbing her eyes, she blinked up at Inuyasha, who had risen.

Words caught in her throat as Kagome watched him. The hanyou stared down at Sesshoumaru, who paced around the ring, snarling for a challenger. His roars echoed off the walls right into her bones.

Kagome's fingers latched onto his clothes before she'd realised it.

Solid, bold golden eyes slid down to her. Inuyasha's mouth tightened.

"...I gotta go, Kagome."

She stood, babbling immediately. "No you don't. What are you talking about?" She squeaked. "I-If you go and end up winning, you'll have to stay here."

Inuyasha stared back levelly.

Cold fear, sadness, confusion and panic erupted in her chest. "Please don't," she said quietly. "I-I don't know how far away from the Present we are. What if...what if we never see each other again!" Hysteria laced her voice and a few heads in the crowd turned. "I can't take that! You can't disappear from my life like Sango and Miroku! I need you, I-"

"Shut up already!"

Her shoulders were seized in a tight grip, and Inuyasha glared down at her. "That's enough. You don't damn need me!" The shout died in his throat, golden eyes dimming slightly. "C'mon. You haven't needed me for a long, long time."

Kagome trembled in his grip, rendered helpless, like that frightened 15-year old that had stumbled from the well all those years ago.

"Look, I get that you wanted me to stay in your Time. But it's...not where I'm meant to be. Least I don't feel that way. Don't get me wrong, I'm grateful," he grumbled, eyes shadowed from his cap. "You and your family made a space for me. They're- you're good people. But I can't exactly fill a role there. I'm just a house guest."

"But you're n-"

"I said shaddap!" He cut her off, growling. His voice soon lowered again, the fight leaving him. "I can't protect them. But I can protect these guys. I was useless in that big battle at the Western Keep and I've felt shitty ever since. Sesshomaru's been leadin' our old man's people for years. They haven't ever accepted me but I can't just ignore em' anymore. And don't start whining. You're the reason I want to protect people in the first place. It's your fault I'm like this now," he grit his teeth, letting go slowly. "So just, remember your own damn goal. That's your future, right there," he said, pointing a clawed finger at Sesshoumaru in the pit. "So keep damn working towards it and quit looking to the past! I gotta...start working towards my own future now."

Tears rolled down her cheeks as she watched him take a step. Then another. And another, further and further away from her.

His shoulders were broad and strong. Back straight. He walked with purpose.

A harsh sensation, like that of a knee being rammed into her stomach, caused Kagome to bolt forward, burying her face in his thick hair. She clung to that strong back, wrapping her arms around him and trembling and sobbing. Because now she knew.

Even if Inuyasha lost this fight, he'd be staying the Past no matter what. And there was nothing she could do to change his mind. I don't want to lose anyone else. Inuyasha is supposed to be...supposed to be my rock.

A coarse palm, rough from years of scrapping, slid over her hand.

Her breathing hitched. The tears felt hot, thick and ceaseless.

"I would have died with Kikyo if it weren't for ya," he grumbled lowly. "I'd be in the netherworld embracing her. But instead, I've kept my life. So let me do something with it, Kagome." The waver in his voice strengthened until it was all she could hear in her ears.

Finally, finally, Kagome's hands fell.

His form immediately jumped into the pit, discarding Tetsusaiga and his cap. Sesshoumaru fell quiet, tail flicking out as he raised his head.

"I hear ya became pretty useless, bastard." Inuyasha taunted, rolling his shoulder as his ears twitched. "It's been a little while since our last proper fight. I'm in the right mind for it now, so let's go."

His smaller form leapt into the air, and Kagome gasped as Sesshoumaru met him with a crack of blazing with red energy. From within the haze, their bodies came flying out, the Daiyoukais transformed. His clothes looked less pristine than usual, skin ashen, something in his face looking tired, but focused on Inuyasha. He met every punch and kick with one of his own, tossing his brother into the ground. The Hanyou turned mid-air, landing on the balls of his feet and pushing off again to strike.

As they fought, Kagome felt a smaller hand wrap around her own. Frozen, she only sat down beside Shippo when tugged. The entire crowd watched silently, the air hanging heavy.

Harsh snarling and strikes of claws bounced off the walls.

Inuyasha picked himself up and threw himself into the wall that was Sesshoumaru again and again. Catching his fist, the Daiyoukai tugged on it with a deceptively small movement and Inuyasha lurched forward with his whole body, stumbling after the hand Sesshoumaru led him by like a puppet on strings. A classic taunting move.

Subverting this however, Inuyasha planted his foot down, using his free fist and striking. Sesshoumaru's head snapped to the side, gold eyes slightly wide. Inuyasha doesn't wait this time, following one punch with another without hesitation. Fists pummelled. Coarse knuckles split and ran raw as he unleashed the depth of his frustration at his own powerlessness. At change and Time.

For all his efforts, Sesshoumaru swayed on his feet, expression unreadable under the scrapes and bruises. Inuyasha panted, eyes having bled red, lips peeled back. Even feral, a part of him couldn't understand why. Why his formally proud, nightmarishly strong brother took it. Why he didn't answer with blazing anger. Inuyasha kept punching until ribs and bones cracked, Kagome's cry to stop halting his fist inches from Sesshoumaru's bruised and bloodied face.

Sesshoumaru's jaw moved, before he spat. Blood met the floor, soon joined by knees. The daiyoukai sank down, head bowing and limp hair sliding forward.

Inuyasha snarled with bloodlust, taking a few steps forward- until Tetsusaiga was shoved into his palm. Kagome looked at him searchingly, standing between the two as the Hanyou panted, gripping the sheath as his eyes wavered to gold once more.

Kaito and Shippo exhaled with relief.

Howls and shouts broke out into air, the wolves and foxes singing their praises. Even the other demons looked mildly impressed, but most were astonished.

Heartbroken.

Inuyasha panted harshly, looking up at them dazedly.

The roar of the crowd was lost on Kagome as she turned, words on the tip of her tongue, but Sesshoumaru had already picked himself up, leaving. Glancing at Inuyasha again, she bit her lip, wavering.

Inuyasha tsked, before bending down and retrieving his cap. He then placed it on her head and tugging it down so that she couldn't see his expression. "Go after him, ya idiot."

Feeling the pull of elastic in her gut that heralded Time's approach, she nodded mutely and turned on her heel, racing away.

Thank you, Inuyasha.

Hurrying out of the caves, the noises from behind her grew dimmer as she ran into the night air, holding back tears.

"Wait!" She called, breathless.

His figure was a pale spectre on the white sands, distant and padding further and further away. The sands cushioned her boots, feeling like they were pushing her back, but Kagome raced forward determindly, starting when the tide raced in, waves catching her feet.

"Sesshoumaru!"

The demon halted, and she knew he'd heard her this time. Felt her. But the elastic snapped, and Kagome cried out as the waters turned pink. Her body sank under the waves, feeling the current lash at her clothes and hair as water closed over her head.

No!

Squeezing her eyes shut, Kagome struggled and fought. It was the same as all the other jumps. She'd resist and the waters would pull her quicker and harsher away, stealing her breath. Even as she panicked, the miko forced herself to become still.

To try and think. To reject Time without resisting.

Lungs protested, spouting fire into her throat and tearing her mouth open. Salt flooded in, and she choaked, kicking her legs to push herself up.

She broke the surface a moment later, sucking in gulps of air.

Feeling the tide lull her once more, Kagome opened her eyes. The exact same shore awaited her, and hope fluttered in her heart.

The changed position of the sun revealed she had time-travelled, but how far she didn't know. A warm orange sunset bathed everything in a soft glow, catching on fur. Kicking her legs, Kagome swam for the beach, noticing the tell-tale silver.

Wading out of the water and kicking off her boots, she padded wet foot-prints on the sand, feeling it crunch beneath her toes.

Approaching his sleeping form, she sat down beside the Daiyoukai, taking off Inyasha's cap and wringing the droplets from her hair.

"One good thing about short hair; it sure dries quicker," she smiled, panting.

One red eye peeled open. Sesshoumaru's head remained on his paws, unmoving. Kagome felt saddened to see his melancholy hadn't improved much, but at least he was out in the sun. Looking out at the ocean, she exhaled. I can't believe I was able to come back like this. I-I know in the grand scheme of things this jump might not matter but-

A weight settled on her thighs. Sesshoumaru rested his head down, letting out a long sigh. Kagome blinked down, softening and placing her hand on the crescent moon. Slowly, her thumb grazed the mark, dragging over blue fur.

"Time wanted me to go home but I came right back here. I don't know how long it's been since Inuyasha won, but you don't have to force yourself to heal quickly. Just take your time. I'm sorry if I made you feel...inadequate or something, I was just worried. But I...think I need to apologise to your mom too."

Between one moment and the next, fur disappeared under her fingertips, red steam leaking out from around his form. Smooth skin replaced it, and Kagome smiled slightly. Looking at his handsome face, her thumb automatically stroked the bridge of his nose. Her other hand combed through his bangs, a kind of peace settling over them. Soon however, an idea took hold.

"Do you have one of those pipe things your mom has?" Kagome asked randomly. This time a golden eye cracked open.

"Hn," he opened his juban, parting the silks to reach in and bring out a pipe.

After lighting it, Kagome brought it to her lips and took a drag- bursting into a coughing fit. The bitter taste brought tears to her eyes. Placing her hand on her chest, she blinked rapidly, glancing at Sesshoumaru's perplexed expression.

"I'm trying something, leave me alone," she snipped.

Giving it another go, she managed to exhale the smoke somewhat smoothly this time. Reiki hummed over her skin, and she tried her best to put the image she wanted into the smoke merely by thinking it. She sighed when nothing happened.

"You are doing it wrong," Sesshoumaru croaked, as though unused to using his voice. Sitting up and taking the pipe from her, he tapped the ornate carvings. "You are focusing your powers externally, which is defensive." He said, silken tones returning the more he spoke. "But for this, you must push them back down so that they flow internally. That way, the power will come out on your breath when you exhale."

"O-oh, usually I pull the reiki out of me and concentrate it to my hands to lace with my arrows. So, I have to somehow keep it contained inside me? I've never thought of using it that way. Demons are pretty impressive," she smiled.

Sesshoumaru said nothing, watching as she centered herself. Activating her powers, Kagome fought tooth and nail against the impulse to raise the energy to her skin. Taking another drag, she exhaled unsteadily, seeing the faint pink sparks flow out in the smoke.

"It worked!" Kagome grinned at him, sobered by the way he stared at her tiredly. Her heart squeezed, and the smile on her face fell a little. Even depressed and worn down, he still had the patience to teach her. You're kinder than you give yourself credit for.

Doing it again, this time Kagome pictured a face. The smoke flowed out, collecting into an image. It took a few attempts, but soon enough a gentle, masculine face smiled back at them in the smoke.

"...I do not know him," he muttered.

"Mhm, that's my Papa," she smiled gently, passing the pipe back to him. "He died a long time ago."

Sesshoumaru rose a brow at her expectant face, before he glanced away and closed his mouth over the pipe. Tilting his chin up, he exhaled, smoke producing three inuyoukai's that danced and chased one another in the air, before curling into an image.

"Show off," she teased.

His lips curved slightly even as the wraiths of thick air cleared. A demon with a strong jaw and bushy brows stared back at them.

"Your Father?" Kagome guessed, seeing the resemblance.

"Hn."

The pipe was passed back to her, and Kagome felt pleased he seemed to understand her intention without words. Creating another smoke piece, Grandpa smiled back.

For Sesshoumaru's turn, he exhaled Bokuseno, which made her shoulders fall.

Next for her came kindly Kaede.

For him, bossy, proud Jaken.

Sango and Miroku followed.

Demons she didn't know came from his breath but she could tell from their armour they were of his House.

She exhaled Edo, the village as she'd known it.

He, the House of the West.

When he went to pass her the pipe again, Kagome's hand pressed it gently back to him. Tears swam in her eyes, but she squeezed his fingers, waiting.

Sesshoumaru hesitated, gaze dimming. He then haltingly brought the pipe to his lips and exhaled shakily.

Kagome gazed up at the image of Rin, the smoke curling to give her hair playful whisps. The grey wraiths couldn't help but flow into beautiful blooming flowers to adorn her image.

Seeing movement out of the corner of her eye, Kagome noticed his head had bowed, form shaking slightly.

"Sesshoumaru…"

Sliding her arms around him and tugging slightly, Kagome braced herself against his sudden weight as the Daiyoukai drooped into her, resting his forehead in the crook of her neck. She smoothed her hands over the plains of his back, murmuring soft comforts.

"It's alright," she soothed. "It's okay."

He didn't make a sound, but something wetted her skin, and Kagome gathered him closer. Sesshoumaru did not mourn loudly, and there was more going on than simple grief. So, when the tremors subsided, Kagome kissed his neck and touched his torso, sliding the material of his clothes back from his shoulders. He wore no armour so it parted easily.

His once almost pristine body held multiple scars now, as she'd suspected. They'd carried over from his True Form no doubt.

Patient hands slid over lean muscle, touching the damaged flesh. Sesshoumaru kept his head on her shoulder for a moment, before lifting it. Those weathered gold eyes shifted over her face, leaning to rest his lips against the side of her head, inhaling her scent.

The ageless tiredness of his body relaxed as she slid her hands over him, stroking, trying to soothe. Kagome touched every scar available and bent to kiss them, until they lapsed into simply laying and holding one another on the beach. Sharp claws combed through her short hair with vague confusion, so she held his face in her hands and kissed him again as assurance, shifting on the sand.

Soon, the tide swept in, waves rising up to claim the lovers in its embrace.

Answering quiet laughter joined the crash of surf on the rocks.

[mazojo]

2021 Anime Awards

I saw Echidnut’s video and I am against everything crunchyroll anime awards represent so I am going to do the same but the right answer obviously SKSKSKS mostly just for my own entertainment but if anyone wants to do it too you are more than welcomed. Also because I am indecisive I placed my top contenders from some and underlined the winner rip

Anime of the year

Tokyo Revengers

Odd Taxi

Sk8 The Infinity

Best protagonist

Iruma Suzuki

Miko Yotsuya

Yatora Yaguchi

Best antagonist

Riz

Daida (?)

Best animation

Shiroi Suna no Aquatope

Vanitas no Carte

Bishounen Tanteiden

Best boy

Yuki Sohma

Reki Kyan

Chifuyu Matsuno

Best girl

Miko Yotsuya

Tohru Honda

Yuki Yoshikawa

Best character design

Sk8 The Infinity

Vanitas no Carte

Odd Taxi

Best combat scenes

Kemono Jihen

Deatte 5-byou de Battle

Wonder Egg Priority

Best opening

Beastars - Kaibutsu

Bishounen Tanteiden - Shake and Shake

Tokyo Revengers - Cry Baby

The Vampire Dies in No Time - Dies in no time

Ousama Ranking - BOY

Best ending

Horimiya - Promise

Kai Byoui Ramune - Arcacia

Sk8 the Infinity - Dimensions of the Wind

Best drama

Blue Period

Tokyo Revengers

Fruits Basket

Best fantasy

Mairimashita! iruma-kun

The Vampire dies in no time

Best comedy

Hamefura

My Senpai is Annoying

Best soundtrack

Sk8 The Infinity

Tokyo Revengers

Fruits Basket

Best couple

Reki and Langa or Kukuru and Fuuka if canon wasn’t coward

Tohru and Kyo

Futaba and Takeda

Katarina and Mary

[hunk-is-an-anti]

Yuri anon: that's exactly my point. Yuri has grown in a way that isn't just fleeting nonsexual "pure" HS romance anymore, there are sapphic mangaka who have written adult yuri or fantasy aus and even trans yuri. Yaoi is a can of worms other jpn feminists can explain better but yuri is so misunderstood in the west, considering it synonymous w/ male gaze is ahistorical and a disservice to sapphic jpn women in fandom.

Yeah it looks like Yuri started in the hands of sapphic women but over time the genre has devolved and it’s important to acknowledge that. Japan is, pretty homophobic though so it’s not too surprising.

I mean the amount of yuri mangas that involve rape, abuse, incest or blaming being attracted to girls on being mentally ill and obsessive, is crazy.

A few notable ones I found these in the plot synopsis for are: Shiroi Heya no Futari, Maya no Sourestu, Oniisama e, Claudine…!, Applause, Futtemo Haretemo, Yuri Shimai and Yuri Hime, Kannazuki no Miko, Mai HiME, Strawberry Panic!, Blue Friend, Puella Magi Madoka Magica, and Citrus

From what I remember, Kannazuki no Miko and Citrus are particularly popular, and KnM is about a moon priestess whose obsession for a sun priestess causes her to rape her, while Citrus is about the abusive affair between sister in laws so I feel like the genre needs some work before it can be referred to without turning stomachs.

[boku-no-miko]

Miko Shiroi: Inventory

➳ BAG

backpack | messenger bag | pockets | satchel | wristlet | purse | duffle bag | briefcase | pouch | drawstring bag | fanny pack

➳ WEAPONS

Katana | sword | dagger | axe | mace | warhammer | staff | spear | throwing knives | darts | shortbow | longbow | crossbow | arrows | bolts | enchanted weapon | poison I star globe

➳ APPAREL

light armor | medium armor | heavy armor | underclothes for armor | enchanted armor | mage’s robes | uniform | casual clothes | formal clothes | cloak | scarf | hat | helmet | gauntlets | bracers | gloves | shoes | boots | sandals | hood | mask | belt | coat | jacket | necklace | bracelet | ring | watch | flower crown | undergarments

➳ HEALTH + MAGIC

health potion | mana potion | stamina potion | attribute potion | alchemy equipment | herbs | chemicals | ingredients | bandages | burn cream | antidote | moisturizer | medication | scrolls | crystals | enchanting equipment

➳ STEALTH

lockpicks | probes | trap-making tools | trap-disarming tools | disguise kit | forgery equipment

➳ TOOLS

pen | ink | pencil | parchment | paper | compass | ruler | saw | hammer | nails | shovel | pliers | needle | thread | utility knife | art supplies | fabric scraps | kindling | magnifying glass | fishing rod

➳ PROVISIONS

rations for themselves | rations for others | fork | knife | spoon | serving utensils | pot/pan | water | alcoholic beverage | nonalcoholic beverage | pet food | drug(s) | sweets | coffee | tea

➳ PERSONAL

small amount of money | large amount of money | map | soap | comb | brush | cosmetics | hair ties | hair product | journal | razor | nail clipper | religious paraphernalia | tent | sleeping bag | blanket | pillow | sentimental item | comfort object | musical instrument(s) | toys | eyewear | identification | important document(s) | torch | book(s) | plant

Tagged By: No one!

Tagging: @bluebell-bluebird (for any of your characters if you haven’t done this yet), @claihn , @ze-dominant-demon , @utameiday

If you guys have already done this, obv you don’t have to! 

[boku-no-miko]

Asshole Meme: Miko Shiroi

Tick with a  “ ✔️ ” if your muse has done it or it applies

[✔️] Consumed alcohol

[ ] Been drunk and done something silly

[ ] Drove when drunk

[ ] Is an angry drunk

[ ] Is a happy drunk

[✔️] Smoked

[✔️] Finished whatever they smoked

[ ] Snorted coke

[✔️] Been high

[ ] Done something stupid when high

[✔️] Had sex

[✔️] Had sex in public

[✔️] Had an orgy

[✔️] Had a one night stand

[✔️] Had sex on the job they were supposed to do

[✔️] Kissed someone

[✔️] Kissed someone of the same sex

[✔️] Kissed in public

[✔️] Kissed someone with tongues

[✔️] Played a kissing game past childhood

[✔️] Had a crush on someone

[ ] Had a crush on someone who’s related to someone they hate

[✔️] Had a on crush someone already taken

[ ] Had a crush when in a relationship

[✔️] Had a crush and was an ass to them

[ ] Gotten into a fight

[✔️] Used a weapon not part of the body

[ ] Got away with being in a fight

[ ] Got into a fight with someone of the same sex

[ ] Fought and won unfairly

[✔️] Insulted someone

[ ] Said a racist insult

[ ] Used childish insults past childhood

[✔️] Used an insult in a different language

[ ] Insulted someone without saying the actual the word

[ ] Drove a car over the speed limit

[ ] Got a ticket

[ ] Crashed the car

[ ] Parked badly and didn’t care

[ ] Done a hit and run

[ ] Dared someone to do something stupid

[ ] Played truth or dare

[ ] Done a stupid dare

[ ] Done a dare shamelessly

[ ] Done a dare for the rest of the day/night

Tagged by: @cahli-tia (Thank you!)

Tagging (if you haven’t done it!): @bluebell-bluebird @ze-dominant-demon @claihn

[boku-no-miko]

Forgiven Deceit

Here’s my version of my WoL/D, Mio, as a sin eater (although he’s most definitely not a WoL/D in canon). I drew this really quickly at work because it’s a slow day. I initially wanted the name “Forgiven Hypocrisy” but some NPCs had that name already. :( I don’t think this one was taken? Maybe? Hopefully? Anyways, he has handmirrors on chains hanging from the horned wing-ears that he has to show reflections of one’s inner self.

[boku-no-miko]

Miko Shiroi’s soulmark: Gold

Considered a lucky color to have, the gold soul color is never short of achieving their goals and prospering. Analytical, intelligent, and cunning, the gold soulcolor is alluring to even those who aren’t their soulmate. You either envy them or hate them, there is no in between, and they’re fine with that.

This color has expensive tastes and chooses to live in the world of high fashion. They aren’t shy about showing off their achievements and wealth, and they often lose themselves in materialistic things. Bigger and better is their motto.

Gold soulmarks can seem shallow and judgmental to those who don’t know them well. They’re not afraid to cut nuisance out of their life and don’t put up with different opinions than their own. They are known to indulge in self care often, and they avoid things that stress them out as much as possible.

Always knowing how to get what they want, the gold soul color surrounds themselves with people who are not going to stand in their way. They are usually surrounded by a small clique of people designed to lift their spirits with praise. They are also clingy to those who make them feel good, and they are known for bending for those they deem important.

What color is your soulmark?

[boku-no-miko]

Body Aesthetics Meme - Miko Shiroi

(art by tumblr user @mizusas... but they’ve changed their url and idk what it is aaa :c)

[ BODY ]

Long legs. Short legs. Average legs. Slender thighs. Thick thighs. Toned thighs. Skinny arms. Soft arms. Toned arms. Toned stomach. Flat stomach. Flabby Stomach. Soft stomach. Six-pack. Beer belly. Lean frame. Beefy/muscular frame. Voluptuous frame. Petite frame. Lanky frame. Short nails. Long nails. Manicured nails. Dirty nails (sometimes). Flat ass. Toned ass. Bubble butt. Small waist. Average waist. Thick waist. Narrow hips. Average hips. Wide hips. Big feet. Average feet. Small feet. Soft feet. Slender feet. Calloused hands. Soft hands. Big hands. Average hands. Small hands. Long fingers. Short fingers. Average fingers. Narrow shoulders. Broad shoulders. Average shoulders. Underweight. (slightly below) Average weight. Overweight.

[ HEIGHT ]

Shorter than 140 cm. 141 cm to 150 cm. 151 cm to 160 cm. 161 cm to 170 cm. 171 cm to 180 cm. 181 cm to 190 cm. 191 cm to 2m. Taller than 2 m.

[ SKIN ]

Pale. Rosy. Olive. Dark. Tanned. Blotchy. Smooth. Moles. Acne. Dry. Greasy. Freckled. Scars (one, barely noticeable on his lip). Birthmarks (typical Keeper-type birth marks, despite being a half-breed).

[ EYES ]

Small. Large. Average. Grey. Brown. Blue. Turquoise. Violet. Pink. Green. Gold. Hazel. Crimson. Doe-eyed. Almond. Close-set. Wide-set. Deep-set. Squinty. Monolid. Heavy eyelids. Upturned. Downturned.

[ HAIR ]

Thin. Thick. Fine. Normal. Greasy. Dry. Soft. Shiny. Curly. Frizzy. Wild. Unruly. Straight. Smooth. Wavy. Floppy. Cropped. Pixie-cut. Afro. Shoulder length. Back length. Waist length. Past hip-length. Buzz cut. Bald. Weave. Hair extensions. Jaw length. Layered. Mohawk. PonyTail. Dreadlocks. Box braids. Faux locks. White. Going Grey. Platinum blonde. Golden blonde. Dirty blonde. Blonde. Strawberry Blonde. Ombre. Ash brown. Mouse brown. Chestnut brown. Golden brown. Chocolate brown. Dark brown. Jet black. Ginger. Red. Auburn. Dyed. Thin eyebrows. Average eyebrows. Thick eyebrows. Plucked eyebrows.

[ TATTOOS / PIERCINGS ]

Full sleeve. Thigh tattoo. Neck tattoo. Chest tattoo. Back tattoo. Shoulder blade tattoo. One tattoo. Face tattoo. Hand tattoo. Henna tattoo. A few here and there. Multiple. No tattoos. Monroe piercing. Nose piercing. Septum. Nipple piercing(s). Genital piercing(s). Industrial piercings. Earlobe piercings. Prince Albert piercing. Eyebrow piercing(s). Tongue piercing(s). Lip piercing(s). Top of the ear. Tragus piercing. Angel bites. Labret. Stretched out ears. Navel piercing. Inverse navel piercing. Cheek piercing(s). Smiley. Nape piercing(s). No piercings.

[ COSMETICS ]

Eyeliner. Light eyeliner. Heavy eyeliner. Cat eyes. Mascara. Fake eyelashes. Matte lipstick. Regular lipstick. Lipgloss. Red lips. Pink lips. Nude lips. Dark lips. Bronzer. Highlighter. Eyeshadow. Neutral eyeshadow. Smoky eyes. Colorful eyeshadow. Blush. Lipliner. Light contouring. Heavy contouring. Powder. Matte foundation. Shiny foundation. Concealer. Wears war paint from time to time. Wears make up regularly. Wears it from time to time. Never wears make-up.

[ SCENT ]

Floral. Herbal. Earthy. Fruity (Peaches and Vanilla). Perfumes. Aftershave. Cocoa. Moisturizer. Shampoo. Cigarettes. Leather. Fur. Sweat. Food. Incense. Marijuana. Cologne. Whiskey. Wine. Fried food. Blood. Fire. Cold. Fresh. Metal. Rain. Chemicals.

[ CLOTHES ]

Jeans. Tight pants. Overknee socks. Tights. Leggings. Yoga pants. Pencil skirt. Tight skirt. Loose skirt. Tight/Form-fitting dress. Cardigans. Tunic. Blouse. Button up shirt. Band-T-shirt. Sports-T-shirt. Sweatpants. Tanktop. Cut off t-shirt. Designer. High street. Leather jacket. Thrift. Lingerie. Long skirt. Miniskirt. Maxidress. Sun dress. Tie. Tuxedo. Cocktail dress. High slit dress/skirt. T-shirt.Loose clothing. Tight clothing. Jean shorts. Sweater. Sweater vest. Waistcoat. Khaki pants. Suit. Hoodie. Harem pants. Basketball shorts. Boxers/Boxer-Briefs. Thong. Hotpants. Hipster panties. Bra. Sportsbra. Crop top. Corset. Ballerina skirt. Leotard. Polka dot. Stripes. Glitter. Cotton. Linen. Silk. Lace. Leather. Velvet. Patterns. Florals. Neon colors. Pastels. Light colors. White. Black. Dark colours. Fur/Fauxfur. Revealing clothing. Heavy armor. Medium armor. Light Armor. Bandannas.

[ SHOES ]

Sneakers. Slip-ons. Flats. Slippers. Sandals. High heels. Kitten heels. Ankle boots. Combat boots. Knee-high. Platforms. Stripper heels. Bare feet. Loafers. Oxfords. Gladiator shoes. Leather boots.

Tagged By: no one! Tagging: @bluebell-bluebird , @the-false-ser-toes , @shroudwayman  , @kasumi-ffxiv , @lihzeh and anyone else who wants to do it!

[boku-no-miko]

Detailed Character Info: Miko Shiroi

*art on left by @mizusas & art on right by @raelcsart *

Appearance:

Gender: Male

Race: Miqo’te, Half-breed Keeper/Seeker

Height: 5 fulms 5 ilms (5′5″)

Eye Color: Lavender/Purple

Hair Color: Snow-White, some mild silvery undertones

The Facts:

Name Day: 32nd Sun of the First Umbral Moon (iirc)

Occupation: Courtesan/Priest

Allegiance: N/A

Sexual identification: Cisgender Male

Romantic identification: Pansexual

Alignment: Neutral Evil

Criminal History: N/A

Relationship Status: Single/Philophobic

Favorites:

Favorite food: Sweets (Creme Brulee)

Favorite drink: Wine (Doman Plum/Peach)

Favorite artist: N/A, Miko enjoys all fine arts

Favorite scents: Vanilla, Peach, Lavender, Honeysuckle, Mint

Favorite person: N/A Tagged by: @kasumi-ffxiv Tagging: @bluebell-bluebird , @sasha-rochester 

Ten Facts:

1. It is Miko’s dream to one day write a popular romance novel series. He is already an avid reader of such novels and possess shelves upon shelves of such titles.

2. Miko hates Starlight songs. He believes them too repetitive each year. He does, however, enjoy receiving presents.

3. Miko dislikes children. They’re too noisy and require far too much care. He also sees pregnancy as a sort of parasite. While he respects women for being able to deal with children and pregnancy, he personally wants no part of it. 4. Miko often covers his body in mudstone (henna) tattoos. He draws these by hand and finds it to be a relaxing practice as well as an artistic outlet. 5. Gambling is one of Miko’s vices along with alcohol. He often cheats his way into the winner’s circle at Triple Triad in the Gold Saucer as well as rigs chocobo races. 6. Miko is musically-inclined in that he can play the piano and the flute (namely, the pan flute). 7. While Miko might seem the social butterfly at events and gatherings, he’s actually very much so an introvert. He requires ample time alone to recharge from his outgoing public persona. 8. Miko wears a mask or other forms of head coverings whenever he visits the Far East. Supposedly, someone is after him. 9. He only owns one pet: a blue, female chocobo named “Ewer.” She is free-roaming and self-sufficient. Miko owns no other pets, lest they die from neglect. 10. Miko does not like his hair touched/played with unless he is hosting the person as a client or is very comfortable around someone. This goes doubly-so if he’s just fixed his hair. Five Things:

They like-

1. Warm Weather 2. Witty Banter 3. Performing (whether singing or taking clients as a courtesan) 4. Shiny Things (esp. Jewels/Jewelry) 5. Candles

They Dislike-

1. Uncleanliness 2. Defensive People 3. Fighting (esp. recreational) 4. Boring/Bland Clothing 5. Closed-mindedness Good Traits:

- persuasive - well-spoken - open-minded - sociable - dedicated Bad Traits: - vain - envious - self-loathing - silver-tongued - unemphatic

Fears: - Truly falling in love - Boats - Himself (cue angsty music lmao)