#inuyasha and co

[corrinelovett]

Me as Inuyasha

[curious-trickster]

Trying to organize my ask notebook better since I've run out of space under general fandom asks and I would like to know what fandoms you are in so I can ask the correct people about the correct fandoms.

I think my main ones are Bagginshield/The Hobbit, Sherlock/Johnlock, Dragon Age Inquisition, {Pippin/Faramir Merry/Eowyn}/The Lord of the Rings and I dip my toes in a few that I currently can't remember but ones I don't engage in canon at all are Good Omens but only for Crowley/Azirapheal ship, Stranger Things but only for Steve/Eddie ship, The Witcher but only for Geralt/Jaskier things and Ladybug and Cat Noir but only for Adrinette .

Also do you like getting asks that are or include story ideas or snippets?

*Asks are sent for fun, no pressure to answer within a certain amount of time or at all.

Hey there!

One of the big fandoms for me is the Batfamily, but I also really love the Flash and DC in general. Marvel as well though I tend to prefer DC nowadays. I enjoy the Hobbit and Lotr, but also The old guard, the Witcher (though I have yet to read the books and have only recently started playing the game, I stopped watching the show after 3 episodes, but I know what's going on). I love BBC's Merlin, StarTrek, Hannibal,...

I'm also really into animated shows and movies, my favorite anime is probably Fullmetal alchemist brotherhood, but I also watched Inuyasha, Ouran High School Host Club and Fairytail when I was younger (believe me there is a looooot more, but this post is already so long). Ghibli Movies are pure comfort.

Bookwise I've been in love with Lockwood & Co since it came out and it's one of those stories I just love to reread. Rick Riordans books practical raised me. I love classics like Pride and Prejudice or Treasure Island (Disneys Treasure Planet is so good), and I am not normal about Bram Stokers Dracula. SciFi is also good, my favorite is The Illuminae Files (great book, great presentation, absolute pleasure to read).

And well since I am studying ancient history, can't leave it out: Mythology. Especially Greek and Egyptian mythology but I love myths in general. Or ancient texts.

My favorite manga is actually a history manga with time travel and romance thrown in. Red River by Chie Shinohara has been my obsession since I've been twelve. To this day I am not over my favourite characters death. But it is historically accurate so I guess that's that.

Videogame wise I really enjoy stuff like Assassins Creed, Hades from Supergiant, Devil may Cry V, Phoenix rising, Zelda Breath of the Wild. Detroit Become Human is my favourite to this day.

This is only a small part of it , if you're wondering if I know something that's not on the list and want to talk about it, don't hesitate to ask!

AND I would absolutely love getting asks that are or include story ideas and or snippets! I love bouncing story ideas around!

[devilatelier]

woke up w... yasu on the mind... particularly his upbringing.

see, because while yasu doesn't kill humans on principle, he doesn't trust them.

like inuyasha he is a half demon, meaning he also experienced rejection and bullying at the hands of humans. yasu's was more done out of fear, despite him being a child back then he was viewed as a latent threat. because of that, yasu and ima were not allowed to live in the village.

as a child, yasu had exactly 1 friend his age, who would sneak off to see him and bring him food.

[ap-kinda-lit]

Miroku, to Inuyasha: You should write a book: "How to Offend Women in Five Syllables or Less".

[bitchy-peachy]

"Oooh you're so old."

Yeah that's why my friends tend to be above 30 years old and not dumb people that wear clothes with references they don't even know about.

[shadowsingers-redhood]

Anyone want me to start write drabbles??

I would do:

Fruits basket—> Kyo, Hatsuharu, Hatori, Kureno

Batman Characters —> Bruce, Jason, Dick, Roy Harper, Wally West

Bucky Barnes from Marvel Comics

The Vampire Diaries Universe

Attack On Titan

Bleach

Inuyasha

Bridget ton

Lockwood and Co

American Horror Story

Harry Potter

[jakotsuto]

untapped crack fic potential that I don’t want to write: Inuyasha and co. find the Band of Seven terrorizing yet another village, except this time they haven’t killed anyone and are just trying to intimidate the village’s headman into throwing a wedding for Bankotsu and Jakotsu, who confessed yesterday and immediately decided to get married on account of ‘what are they waiting for? they already died once and they’re on Extremely Borrowed Time’

And now Inuyasha and co. are just like. What do we do here? They’re not killing people for once. this is the most innocent desire any of these murderers have had in their entire lives AND Jakotsu has dropped Inuyasha like a rock. it’d feel weird to kill them when they’re behaving like Normal Humans.

but since they don’t trust the BO7 around innocent defenceless people, it means they have to do all the wedding stuff. Luckily, Kagome is a romantic who loves love, and accidentally starts wedding trends before they’ve been invented.

[legofanguy1999]

Sesskag week modern AU

A Inuyasha Sesskag Modern AU Fanfiction for @sesskag-week event Sesskag week 2024 day 1 Canon Compliant vs Modern AU.

Kagome ask her co-workers and friends from high school Eri, Yuka, and Ayumi, "Are you sure about this, girls? Asking our boss out for a date is a stupid move and there is a risk I get fired." and Ayumi said to her friend, "C'mon, Kagome. You has been single for the past months since Hojo dump you. You should try your luck with Mr. Sesshomaru, since he is handsome, after all." Kagome said, "O-Okay... I will try asking him." and she enter Sesshoumaru's office as he look up to Kagome from his desk and ask her, "Miss Higurashi, what do you want?" and Kagome ask him, "Can you go out with me after work, sir?" Sesshoumaru did some thinking and then reply, "Very well. I'm free tonight." and Kagome said, "Thank you, sir." and left with a smile on her face.

[rayshippouuchiha]

Kakashi be like, "Naruto I love you, but I don't think you can just take a child like that."

Naruto: Well I don't think he had any family and if they did I'd like to give them a piece of my mind cos they sure as hell weren't taking care of the pup right.

Kakashi, already scenting Inuyasha and calming him down: But still a child?

Naruto: Should I take him back then?

Kakashi: No he's ours forever!

Inuyasha: just vibing

Foxes are cat software with dog hardware so Naruto's gonna need some actual dog software for help him with this puppy alright.

Weird uncle Sasuke who brings Inuyasha swords would also be hilarious.

Sasuke: *aware that Kakashi and Naruto have Acquired A Child and unsure how to handle that* ,,,, sword?

InuYasha: *starry-eyed* You're my favorite uncle ever

Sasuke: success

[corrinelovett]

Me as Inuyasha

[blackbackedjackal]

sorry if you've answered this before! is there a lore reason June's sclera are red in her werewolf form or is it more a stylistic choice? cos omg it's such a look and i love it

It's actually a reference to Inuyasha's demon form! I love Rumiko Takahashi's work and I just thought it looked cool :3

[devilatelier]

yasu scratches a particular itch in my brain because his character arc is about being "born evil" while attempting to "be good". but, he personally finds both terms to be quite tedious and highly moralistic. he doesn't really care. but what he does care about is keeping his word to the one person who believed in him, and doing right by her.

he doesn't care about (most) humans, they have been a nuisance at best and a source of misery at worst. and yet he holds the human side of him near and dear to his heart, because it is what connects him to ima. like naraku, he acts by his own moral compass. however, unlike naraku, he does hold himself accountable and still values others.

[the-broken-truth]

Welcome to the Word Weaver's Void

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Inuyasha

Greek Mythology

God of War

Resident Evil Village

Mortal Kombat 11

Elder Scrolls V: Skyrim (Hircine is my Favorite)

Mass Effect [BEST GAME EVER!!]

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The Mighty Bear AU [God of War 4 - Ragnarök] [Co-Created by @nastyavolk-cp] - Follow the tales of Bjorn the Great Bear & Renva the Wise Raven as they navigate their lives as deities of Asgard and The Children of Thor and Sif while avoiding the past chasing them.

The Hardship Goddess AU [Greek Mythology] - The Goddess of Pestilence and Hardship separates her Divine Soul from her body and lives as a moral, however, without her, the mortals do not experience hardships and can manage without praying to the Gods of Olympus, causing them to lose their power slowly.

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[inuyashaeienni]

I didn't realize today was posting day!! I read the instructions wrong!! 😆😆😆

Take 2!! I am taking part in the Tanabata Inu-spiration Bang as a writer with the lovely @mayarab!

Ahem! So Without further ado!!

Here is: @inu-spiration

Shikon Cafe!!!

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Kikyou

“Hey Inuyasha. I tried calling you but I guess I shouldn’t be surprised that you didn’t answer.”

12:00 pm JST

“We need to talk. Call me when you get this message”

12:01 pm JST

“This bitch is going to drive me crazy,” Inuyasha muttered with a sigh as he leaned his head back on his sofa with deep annoyance as he took his eyes away from a text he received an hour ago. His long silver hair softly cascading over his sofa, he stared at the ceiling with deep thought and a frown on his face. It is a beautiful Tuesday afternoon in Tokyo, with high sunny clouds, but not even the bright, warm summer day can change this dog boy’s sour increasing mood. It's like a kettle pot ever so slightly tipping over by the minute.

His sharp, dog-like ears started twitching in irritation as flashbacks from his last interaction with her 6 months ago didn’t go so well. Now a random text from his ex-girlfriend Kikyou had put him in a foul mood, and his usual scowl had deepened to a near-permanent fixture.

"Man, you've got to let it go," Miroku sighed, leaning back in his chair opposite Inuyasha. He could practically feel his growing irritation from a mile away. He ran a hand through his dark hair, the prayer beads around his wrist clinking softly. "It's been months. You need to move on."

"Easy for you to say," Inuyasha growled, sitting up from his sofa, his fingers tightening around his phone. "She just texted me out of nowhere, acting like nothing happened. She says she wants to talk. What's there to talk about? She already made her choice."

Miroku raised an eyebrow, used to Inuyasha’s outbursts, wondering how that phone was still intact. That is one tight grip. "Perhaps she's regretting her decision. Maybe she wants closure." He leaned his head back against the chair, letting the AC freeze away the heat radiating off his body.

"Closure, my ass," Inuyasha muttered. "She just wants to mess with my head. And why should I give her the satisfaction?"

"Inuyasha, demanding an explanation isn't going to help. Just hear her out. It might be good for the both of you," Miroku advised, his eyes still closed, though his tone suggested he knew his words would fall on deaf ears.

"Whatever," Inuyasha snapped, shoving his phone into his pocket. "If she thinks she can just waltz back into my life, she's got another thing coming."

Miroku sighed, standing up and stretching, hearing a bone crack or two in satisfaction. "You know what? Let's get out of here. We've been cooped up in this apartment for too long. There's a new café down the street, Shikon Café. Let's check it out. A change of scenery might do you some good."

Inuyasha grumbled but reluctantly agreed. "Fine, but if I see one more message from Kikyou, I'm gonna lose it."

Miroku chuckled softly. "I'll keep that in mind. Come on, let's go."

—-----

6 hours earlier

"And here's the final touch for a scrumptious Mocha Chai Latte!" Ashira exclaimed with excitement as she whipped up a drool-worthy dollop of whipped cream on top, finishing up the steps to make the drink. Kagome, wide-eyed yet determined, nodded her head to show she was listening, but she couldn't help but wonder if she had been caught daydreaming during Coffee number 52.

“So any questions?” her co-worker asked without losing a beat. So much energy for 6 am. Kagome shook her head, “No, Thank you for your help! I think everything will just come with practice,” She chuckled awkwardly. ‘I don’t know how these people remember all of these coffee combinations.’ Kagome thought to herself.

Ashira smiled and chuckled alongside her, her bright attitude shining through, “Absolutely! Not to worry, in time, everything will just come naturally. Now we should be having customers soon. If you need help, I’ll be right over there if you have any questions!” With that, she bounced off to the back of the cafe, leaving Kagome to take care of the front counter. They just opened up, so there wasn’t any foot traffic yet, surprisingly.

Arriving home for Summer break after a long junior year at Asthan College, Kagome didn’t want to lay around at the Shrine all day. She loved her family, but one more history lesson would drive her insane. She groaned as she mentally relived the agony of her grandfather’s stories. The jingling of the bell jolted Kagome out of her moment of flashback, and right into action, “Welcome in!”

About mid-day afternoon, The two friends made their way to the Shikon Café, the warm summer air doing little to improve Inuyasha's mood. As they approached the café, the scent of freshly brewed coffee and baked goods wafted through the air, momentarily distracting Inuyasha from his anger.

After finishing her first morning rush, Kagome was busy arranging pastries in the display case. She had to call Ashira for help once or twice, spilled coffee, and dropped a few muffins on the ground from touching them with her hand after pulling them out of the oven, but she felt pretty confident in her newly acquired skills. She was determined to make a good impression despite Ashira assuring her that it was ok to make mistakes on her first day. With her back turned to the entrance, she didn't see the newcomers but called out automatically, "Welcome in!"

Inuyasha, not paying much attention, saw a sudden glance of long black hair and he immediately saw red, assuming the greeting came from someone he knew all too well. "Kikyou, what the hell do you want now?" he barked, his voice loud enough to turn a few heads.

Kagome straightened up, startled by the outburst. She turned around, her brown eyes wide with surprise. "Excuse me?”

Inuyasha blinked, momentarily thrown off by the unfamiliar voice. He looked up and his eyes met Kagome's fiery gaze. The resemblance to Kikyou was uncanny, but there was something different about this girl—something warmer, more vibrant.

"Who the hell are you?" he demanded, his tone still rough but less certain.

‘Oh Kami give me strength.’ she prayed inwardly, trying not to make a scene. "Excuse me?” She repeated. “Who wants to know," she replied, crossing her arms over her chest.

“The one asking, wench” Inuyasha replied his stubbornness getting the best out of him not willing to admit his mistake.

Her eyes narrowed harder, matching his stubbornness and attitude, manners begone. “The name’s Kagome,” She leaves her previous position and approaches the counter, pressing her palms down on the counter and leaning towards him in a boastful voice. “And who the hell do you think you are, coming in here and yelling at people? If you want service in this cafe, you better watch your attitude, mister." Gold meets brown in an even-matched eye contact.

Miroku, ever the mediator, stepped in with a charming smile. "Hi there! Kagome, is it? Please forgive my friend, he's having a bit of a rough day."

Kagome's expression softened slightly at Miroku's polite demeanor, but she wasn't ready to let Inuyasha off the hook just yet. "A rough day doesn't give him the right to be a jerk," she retorted, turning her glare back to Inuyasha.

Inuyasha's scowl deepened. "Look wench, I thought you were someone else, alright? Just drop it."

Kagome huffed and laughed in disbelief, clearly unimpressed. "It's Kagome. Ka-go-me! Not wench and Maybe you should think about that before you speak next time."

Before the situation could escalate further, another customer walked in, diverting Kagome's attention. She gave Inuyasha one last pointed look before walking towards them to take the new customer's order.

Miroku chuckled softly. "Well, that was interesting. She’d definitely put you in your place."

Inuyasha grumbled something under his breath but didn't argue. Instead, he watched Kagome from the corner of his eye as she interacted with the customers, her smile warm and genuine. It was a stark contrast to Kikyou's often aloof demeanor and from their previous interaction just 2 minutes ago.

As the café settled back into its usual rhythm, Inuyasha found himself unable to focus on anything other than the strange, fiery girl who had just told him off. He didn't know why, but something about her intrigued him.

When the café quieted down again, Kagome took a deep breath and blew out the tension in her body. Her eyes zoned in on the table of two that occupied Inuyasha and Miroku. She initially procrastinated approaching their table due to another random rush of customers, but it was her job after all. With a hint of curiosity in her eyes, she walked over. "So, are you two going to order something, or just take up space?"

Miroku smiled. "We'll have two coffees, please. And maybe a slice of that strawberry cake."

Kagome nodded, jotting down the order. "Coming right up."

As she walked away, Inuyasha couldn't help but watch her, his mind a whirl of confusion and curiosity. He didn't know what it was about Kagome, but he had a feeling this wasn't the last time their paths would cross.

Minutes later, Kagome returned with their order, setting the coffee and cake down on the table. "Here you go," she said, her tone more neutral but still holding a hint of the earlier annoyance.

"Thanks," Miroku said warmly. Inuyasha muttered a gruff thanks as well, still feeling slightly off-balance.

Kagome gave him a brief nod before heading back to the counter. As she worked, she found herself sneaking glances at the silver-haired, brash-talking customer. There was something about him that piqued her curiosity despite his rough demeanor.

As the day wore on, the café began to empty, and Kagome found herself with another moment to breathe. She glanced over at Inuyasha and Miroku's table, noticing that they were still there, talking quietly.

‘He was rude, loud, and disrespectful. She thought to herself with renewed annoyance, and then with a sigh, she proclaimed to herself, ‘Well my behavior wasn’t a 5-star either no matter how much I felt he deserved it.’ She concluded, always one for leading by example. Taking a deep inhale and exhale breath, she decided to approach them once more. She saw his ear twitch the closer she got to their table, signaling that he was aware of her approaching presence. Her fingers twitched in a sudden desire to feel them and pet them. Odd. Arriving she took a beat and spoke, “Listen," she said, standing by their table, drawing their attention. "I know we got off on the wrong foot earlier. And I'm sorry if I was a bit….harsh."

Inuyasha looked up, his expression softening just a fraction. "Yeah, well, I shouldn't have assumed you were Kikyou. Sorry about that."

Kagome smiled slightly, her earlier irritation fading. "Apology accepted.” Curiosity getting the best of her since he did ruin her afternoon, after all. ” So, you had a fight with an ex?"

Inuyasha sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Yeah, something like that. It's complicated."

Kagome nodded, understanding the sentiment. "Breakups are never easy. But maybe a fresh start isn't such a bad thing."

They locked eye contact for a moment and the air slightly shifted. He can't explain it; he’s not sure what it is, but this feels…different. Inuyasha glanced at her once more, a small smile tugging at the corners of his mouth. "Maybe you're right."

Miroku watched the exchange with a knowing smile, glad to see his friend finally opening up a little. "Well, it's a start," he murmured.

As Kagome returned to her duties, Inuyasha found himself feeling a bit lighter. Maybe, just maybe, this summer would turn out better than he expected. And perhaps the fiery girl at the Shikon Café would have something to do with that.

[malamira]

I HOPE YOU KNOW YOU HAVE MY HEART (EVEN IF I DON'T REALLY SHOW IT)

synopsis: co-workers to enemies to friends...? no, that's not right. they skipped the friends part entirely. so, the benefits are... what, exactly?

a/n: wrote this years ago and decided to bring it back to life! with a few edits and revisions, of course. i know some people were disappointed that i took this off the internet, so here it is!

i plan on reposting majority of smutmas at some point throughout the year, so if it's anything to look forward to, i hope you keep your eyes peeled!

— 💓 —

The repetitive ringing tone in Inuyasha’s ears made him grip his steering wheel harder. “Come on, Kagome,” he hissed. “Pick up, pick up, pick up.”

Finally, the tell tale sign of a click resounded. “Hello?”

“Thank fucking God,” he breathed out. “Where are you?”

“I’m out,” she said, and he could hear the bass in the background. “What’s up?”

“Where? I’m picking you up.”

“What? In—” She let out a sharp breath. “No! Are you crazy?”

“Halfway there,” he muttered under his breath. “Look, I’ve had a shitty day, and I need you to blow off some steam.”

“Should I be flattered?” she said sarcastically, then softer, as if she pulled away from the phone. “Just work. I—Hey, Sango, wait—”

He was halfway to the business district and decided to pull over at an emergency bay. The sounds of a scuffle was heard on the receiver, short puffs of wind and rustling. Sooner than later, a new voice floated into his ear. “Hello? Who is this?”

“Kagome’s boss,” Inuyasha snapped.

“Wait—Inuyasha? Why is Inuyasha calling you?” That last part was softer, said to Kagome. She came back. “Why are you calling Kagome?”

“None of your business!”

“Sango!” Inuyasha heard, in various volumes. She must’ve been struggling to snatch her phone back. “Give me back my phone!”

“Of course it’s my business,” Sango said. “She’s my best friend and you’re garbage. Why are you calling her?”

“Garbage?” Inuyasha exclaimed, affronted. “I thought we were friends!”

“The amount of sex you have is unhealthy and every relationship you’ve had has been a dumpster fire,” she pointed out.

“I’m twenty-nine,” he snapped. “The amount of sex I have is just fine, thanks. And it's not my fault all my exes were psychos!”

“Don't call them psychos when you're part of the problem!"

Inuyasha held himself back from flinging his phone. "Ju—"

"The reason why they ended so badly was because you’re an emotionally constipated asshole incapable of communicating and you know it!”

He tried to not break the phone in his grip. This was not the time nor the place to deep dive into his personal issues. "Not the time, okay, Sango? Just let me talk to Kagome."

“Are you gonna have sex with Kagome, too?” she needled.

Sango didn’t have to know the honest answer to that question. “No, for God’s sake. We have an emergency deliverable on Monday.”

“It’s Friday night! Well past office hours!”

“Ask Kagome if she wants to work on it over a full weekend or start tonight and finish tomorrow to get Sunday off,” he snapped.

Sango was evidently Not Happy. “Fine. Ugh, fine. The one time I actually manage to get her out of the house… Kagome, here.”

More rustling.

“Thank you,” Kagome said. “Hey, sorry. So what was that?”

“Sango thinks we’re having too much sex.”

“I heard her little tirade. I know it's a you problem."

Jesus fucking Christ. “Whatever. Message me where you are as soon as I hang up,” he demanded. “Every second longer will make me want to fuck you rougher.”

“You’re so impatient,” she complained. “This is why you don’t have a girlfriend.”

He ignored her and ended the call. His phone darkened as he waited, then lit up again a full minute later, her name popping up on the screen. It took her a full minute. He smirked as he shifted gears and sped away.

—

As soon as he picked her up, he sped over to a fairly full parking lot and parked in the darkest corner he could find. Before she could ask, he unbuckled his seatbelt and practically assaulted her, pressing his lips to hers and palming her breast over her shirt.

“Inuyasha,” she gasped when he pulled away.

“No bra?” he grinned wickedly. “I should be so lucky.”

“Wasn’t for you,” she snapped, and somehow that irritated him. She pushed him off her. “And what gives? I thought we were going to your place.”

“I’m impatient.”

She shook her head. “No. If I’m gonna be a booty call, I’m gonna get the whole nine yards. That means sex on a comfortable bed and a shower immediately after.”

“Jesus, you’re demanding,” he grumbled, strapping his seatbelt back on and reversing out of the parking lot. “Even my exes didn’t make me work this hard.”

“That explains why we’ve been having sex longer than you’ve been in any relationship,” she quipped.

He didn't respond. Was it Psychoanalyze Inuyasha Night? What the fuck?

His house was a bit of a drive from the central business district, maybe around thirty minutes, and normally Kagome liked to fill the silence. When she wasn’t chatting up a storm like she normally would, he reached over with one hand to push her skirt upwards as he caressed the inside of her warm thigh. “What are you thinking?”

That pulled her out of her reverie. “Huh?”

“Normally you’d be halfway through your tenth conversation topic by now,” he said, flicking on his turn signal. His eyes darted to his mirrors before switching lanes. “What’s up?”

“Oh. Uh, nothing. I just… I guess I didn’t realize it’s been over a year.”

“Since we started having sex?”

“Since your last relationship.”

His face soured. “Can we not talk about that? I wanted to get laid tonight, and you’re killing my boner.”

“Sorry.”

“No, you’re not.”

“You’re right, I’m not.” Kagome reached over and twirled a silver lock that escaped the bun on his head around her finger. “I did this because I wanted to help you, you know.”

Inuyasha scoffed. “And the fact that you also broke up with Kōga around the same time had nothing to do with it?”

“Well, I didn’t say I wasn’t also doing it to help myself.” She shrugged, more nonchalant than he liked. “I’ve always found you cute. Didn’t expect you to say yes to this kind of… arrangement, honestly.”

“Didn’t expect you to propose it,” he said, glancing at her. “Given our… history.”

“You mean you being a complete asshole to me every time you saw me?”

He winced. That was deserved. “I said I was sorry.”

“I know.” She trailed her finger along his jaw. “But… I don’t know. I think I’m not… I think I’m not helping you, anymore.”

His hand stopped the motions along her thigh. “Care to elaborate?"

"Maybe this whole arrangement is just a band-aid solution for your actual relationship problems?" she mused aloud.

"What?"

“Are you even seeing anyone? Like, at all?” she asked, nose wrinkling as she spoke. “Wasn’t that the deal? We blow off steam through sex, go on with our lives. We see other people, and stop this as soon as we do. That’s what we talked about.”

“So? What are you trying to say?” Something clicked in his brain that made him stiffen. “Have you been seeing someone else?” Inuyasha asked, unreasonable rage simmering beneath his skin. “Is that what you’re trying to say?”

“Can you not freak out?” Kagome snapped. “You’re overreacting.”

“I’m not—” he huffed, pulling his hand back and setting it on the steering wheel. “Just give it to me straight. Are you seeing someone else? Enough to make you—make you want to stop… whatever this is?”

“What if I said yes?”

He didn’t know what he would feel—that was a lie, he knew exactly what he would feel, but the unpleasant way his stomach curled, like he was just punched in the gut; the intensity of it wasn’t something he was expecting. He turned to a familiar emotion, instead. “Then why the fuck are you here, then?”

“You called me, remember?” she shot back.

“You didn’t have to say yes!”

“That’s not the point!” she snapped, adjusting herself in the passenger seat to fully face him.

“Then what is your point?!”

“My point is is that maybe this—this—this arrangement is starting to be harmful rather than helpful!” she shouts, throwing her hands in the air and narrowly missing the ceiling of his car. “Just being fuck buddies is becoming a problem! We’re both not in relationships but regularly see each other, and it’s stopping us from seeing other people!”

“We don’t stop each other from seeing other people!” he shot back.

“Inuyasha, I’m not wearing a bra, I have a condom in my purse, and I was ready to get wasted in a club. Yet I’m in your car on my way to your place because I will have sex with you.”

Despite the sheer irritation that manifested itself on his face, Inuyasha took the time to deeply inhale, then exhale. Dealing with Kagome was a true exercise in patience if he’d ever had one, and he’d since learned that she was more receptive when he was visibly calm, or at the very least not shouting, mainly because he’d observed that she felt dumb for screaming her head off when he was calm in the face of her wrath.

And besides, this was not a conversation to be had while driving.

Silently, he drove on and stopped at the first emergency bay he came across. He punched in his hazard lights and took off his seatbelt for a second time, before turning to look at her.

“So what do you want?” he said, looking her straight in the eye. “Tell me what you want.”

Kagome’s gaze was steady, but she breathed in. Her hands shook as she took off her own seatbelt to mirror him; she was nervous.

“Do you want this to end?”

“I don’t know.” She shook her head. “I don’t know. I was just… Someone asked, and I thought—”

“Asked what? Who asked?”

“Yura, from Marketing. She said she was interested. She asked me if we were dating.”

Yura? Who’s that? He deemed it insignificant and barreled on. “And what did you say?”

“What do you mean what did I say? I said we weren’t dating, and that you were single. What else would I say?”

“So you’re okay with me dating her? Is that what this is about?”

“Yes. No. I don’t know.” She gingerly rubbed the underside of her eye, careful to not smudge her makeup. “Do you?”

“I’m not interested in Yura,” he said flatly.

Kagome groaned. “That’s the problem, Inuyasha. You’re not interested in anyone. It’s been over a year! This has to end at some point.”

“Why?”

“What do you mean why? Didn’t you just hear what I said? You’re not interested in anyone!”

“Jesus Christ, Kagome. I can’t believe I have to spell this out for you.” He ran a hand over his face. “I’ve been having sex with you steadily over the past year because I’m interested in you.”

She blinked, then gaped, then stared back at him, horrified. “What?”

He glared at her. “No need to look so disgusted.”

She fixed her face. “Sorry, I didn’t—I mean—What?”

“I’ve been asking you out on a proper date for the past year,” he said exasperatedly. “You were there. You shot me down every time.”

“I thought you were kidding!” Kagome cried, frantic. “You don’t do emotionally available—or anything emotional, for that matter. That’s not you! You don’t ask people out! I had to ask you, the first time!”

“Yeah, well,” he mumbled, “It’s different when it comes to you, apparently.”

"I mean, Sango said you had a communication problem—"

His ears twitched. "Don't listen to her—"

“—but I could disagree, but you’re sure as hell not patient. I’ve been turning you down for a year and you didn’t get the slightest bit pissed off?”

“Like I said,” he continued, looking every bit as perturbed as she was. “It’s different when it comes to you.”

Her cheeks burned. “Wh—Wh—” She struggled with her words, before deciding to simply stare at him, jaw unhinged.

Inuyasha reached over to gingerly close her mouth, before taking her chin in his hand and brushing the corner of her mouth with his thumb. Her lipstick smudged in the slightest. “Look, you’re right. I don’t do feelings. That’s not me, that’s never gonna be me. I'm bad at talking about them, too, because I didn't see the point. It’s why all my past relationships went down in flames; I never made the effort to try, because I didn’t think it was worth it, or that it mattered.

“But I—I don’t know. I’m just not interested in anyone except you. I haven’t been interested in trying on making anything work, except when it comes to you.”

“Because of the sex?” she asked, so innocently that it made him want to laugh.

“Maybe. I don’t know. The sex is good. But spending time with you isn’t so bad.”

"'So bad'?"

He rolled his eyes. "It's not bad. At all."

“Because of the sex,” she repeated flatly.

“Look, I’m not going to dissect whatever the hell I’m feeling, okay?” he snapped. “All I know is that I like you, I like having sex with you, I like spending time with you, and I’m not interested in anything with anyone else. I’m not going to further elaborate because that means talking about my feelings and I’m not gonna do that.”

“That’s fair,” she said thoughtfully. “I mean, I won’t ask that from you. I know you and that’s not who you are.”

See, this was why he liked Kagome. She wasn’t the type to demand stuff of him, unlike all his former girlfriends, who demanded flowers and birthday celebrations and grand, romantic gestures—which, ultimately, led to the demise of all those relationships. Because, as they said in one way or another, he didn’t give enough.

But he was a giver. Ask Kagome, even. He was so giving. But these women wanted things that he didn’t give, didn’t want to give. Never planned on giving, because he either didn’t see the point or just didn’t find them worth giving. With Kagome, it was different. What he was was what he was and that was fine. No pressure, no expectations.

Maybe it had to take a friends with benefits situation to realize it, but regardless, it worked; they were happy, there was no pressure, and he really, truly appreciated that. “Thank you,” he said, and meant it.

Her pondering continued. “But…”

He raised an eyebrow. “But what?”

“You’re going to have to ask me out properly.”

He violently rescinded his earlier thought about her not being the type to ask stuff of him. Inuyasha stared at her, unamused. “You’ve gotta be fucking kidding me.”

“Look, if we’re gonna date,” she said shortly, “I expect the whole nine yards. Dinner. Maybe a movie. A romantic walk somewhere, preferably by the beach. A kiss when you bring me home. That kind of stuff.”

“There’s a pattern with you,” he mumbled under his breath. Louder, he said, “Fine. Anything else?”

“Yeah. No sex on the first date.”

“What?!” His jaw dropped. “Kagome, we’ve been having sex for over a year! I think we’re past that point by now!”

“Rules are rules! No sex on a first date!” she insisted.

“Rules are—” Inuyasha dragged his face down in one sweep. Was this even worth it? “You know what? Fine. Fine. Jesus fucking Christ. But what else? And are you sure?”

“What do you mean, 'am I sure'?”

"I know you're siding with Sango about me having a communication issue? You really wanna get into a relationship with me?"

The corners of Kagome's mouth turned down in a frown. "Hey, I never said I agreed with her. You never had a problem telling me what you wanted, or what you expected."

Looking back at it, he really didn't. Maybe because they stepped into the arrangement with no expectations, that he didn't feel like he needed to hide or think about anything.

"Why are you asking?"

His cheeks flared up with heat. "Um. Nothing."

"Seriously? Just tell me."

"I'd really—"

"Inuyasha," she said sternly. Inuyasha took in her expression and decided that no, she was not being stern, she was being stubborn, which was worse.

“Fine." He cleared his throat. "I... I don’t know, I just—I want this to work out. I’m not gonna be the reason why another one of my relationships fail because I’m—as Sango said—emotionally constipated. So I’m going to… try.”

Her face went from shocked to incredulous then straight up teary-eyed. “Inuyasha,” she whimpered. “You want to try for me?”

Oh, good fucking God. “This is why I’m not a feelings person.”

“No, no, no,” Kagome said, pressing a hand to her chest and sniffling. “That was just really sweet. I didn’t think you had it in you."

His eyebrow twitched. “You’re baiting me and I won’t fall for it.”

“I won’t be too hard on you,” she placated, leaning forward. The hand that was on her chest went to pat his knee, then moved to cup his cheek. “And for the record, I don't think you're emotionally constipated. You're just bad with feelings. and you're too shy to talk about them.”

"Okay, enough,” he declared, ignoring the giggle Kagome let out just as he closed the distance to press a deep, wanting kiss to her lips, her soft lips parting under his careful attentions. When he pulled away, something made him ask, “Are you sure you’re okay with this?”

“Yeah,” she said, a little breathy. “Yeah.”

“Okay.” He kissed her lightly. “Are you free tomorrow for dinner?”

She laughed in a way that made his heart swell. “Yes, of course.”

He pulled away and resituated himself in the driver’s seat, driving out of the bay as soon as Kagome had strapped back in. His hand made its way back to the inside of her thigh and they drove the rest of the way in comfortable silence.

“To make things clear, tomorrow is the only day I’m going to hold off on sex with you,” he said with finality when he pulled up into his one-car garage. “Got that? All bets are off for date number two.”

“I figured,” Kagome said with amusement. Inuyasha hopped out of the car and met her on the other side, helping her out. “And tonight?”

“Like I said,” he said, smirking. He slammed the door to his car behind her and pressed her against it, his lips starting to work on her neck. He relished the sound she made when he wrapped his arms around her thighs and hoisted her up to carry her into his house. “I’m impatient.”

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ao3 tag game

@emmg tagged me because she appears unbothered by my tendency to overshare (aw 🥰).

But now I’m tagging @emmg BACK because I wanna know these things about you, so DO IT (please). Also tagging @allofthebarks, @preciouslittlebhaalbae, and @xxnashiraxx if they feel so inclined 🤍

How many works do you have on ao3?

Twenty-one (21)!

What's your total ao3 word count?

495,163

What fandoms do you write for?

Baldur's Gate 3, Dragon Age, Dungeons & Dragons, and Star Wars: Knights of the Old Republic

Top five fics by kudos:

Antemortem (Dragon Age - Emmrich x Female Rook smut)

Visitation (Dragon Age - Emmrich x Female Rook smut)

Open Invitation (Baldur's Gate 3 - Astarion x Feylock Tav longfic)

Algor Mortis (Dragon Age - Emmrich x Female Rook fluff/smut)

Suture (Dragon Age - Emmrich x Female Rook fluff)

Do you respond to comments?

I try to respond to every comment I get! Sometimes it takes me a week or two because I tend to block off Monday mornings strictly for comment replying, but it means so much to me when people take the time to read my work and share their thoughts with me - I feel like it's the least I can do to say thank you - also I tend to drop secrets in comment replies, so that's always fun.

What is the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

Endless Possibilities - my completed Solavellan fic that wrapped up in 2017. It takes place about a year after Trespasser and focuses on my Lavellan who's racing against the clock to stop Solas because in a cruel twist of fate, she has fallen terminally ill and before she dies she is convinced she can change his mind. There are no happy endings in this story: Lavellan basically goes off the deep end and becomes more and more desperate knowing that she's dying - she gets increasingly aggressive and treats herself with less and less regard as the story goes on, and dies at the end, a burned out husk of the vibrant promise that she once held.

What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Casket Spray - my smutty imagining of Emmrich and my Rook's act 3 love scene. I think it’s probably the sweetest, most romantic thing I’ve ever written. I usually thrive on torturing my blorbos, but I am actually incapable of harming Emmrich and Amina and can only imagine utter joy and happiness for them both. This fic underscores that: there’s tender lovemaking, passionate and meaningful soul-fucking, and we cap it all off with a marriage proposal avec cute pillow talk in a goddamn sarcophagus. It’s revolting. I’m thrilled for their future. You just know that wedding is going to be stunning.

Do you get hate on fics?

Not on ao3. Ffnet back in the day was another story lol

Do you write smut?

That’s all I seem to write these days, which is impressive because I’ve written fic for twenty years and only this year decided to start getting extremely explicit when it comes to people fucking.

Craziest crossover?

I don’t really do crossovers, so I suppose the closest thing would be the fact that I decided my feylock Tav’s patron is actually my D&D PC. Make a Drunken Master Monk Eladrin into an archfey - what could possibly go wrong? So like… it’s kind of a weird incestual D&D on D&D crossover when you break it right down? I have entertained the idea of dumping Senna into Thedas on more than one occasion. I feel like the potential hate-fucking that could occur with Solas would be biblical. That’s pretty cracky though, and I haven’t indulged in that kind of nonsense in years hahaha.

Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No one wants to claim responsibility for the nonsense I write lol

Have you ever had a fic translated?

Not that I’m aware of haha.

Have you ever co-written a fic?

That’s how @allofthebarks and I became friends when she was the new kid in grade eight and I had to show her around. Our Inuyasha fics were the foundation of a friendship that could not be snuffed even when she fucked off to Texas years later. My gift to her for being my Maid of Honour last year was a hardbound volume of all of the Harry Potter fic we wrote together through high school and the years after. JK may be a hideous terf, but she’ll never take that away from me 🙌

All time favorite ships?

- Solas x Lavellan (Dragon Age): poetic, angsty, utterly tragic and beautiful. What more needs to be said? It’s timeless. Perfect.

- Atton Rand x Exile (KotOR 2): I’m a sucker for a redemption arc, and as bare bones and unfinished as the romance was in that game, you could really sink your teeth into it and go to some cool places if you used your imagination.

- Emmrich x Mourn Watch Rook (Dragon Age): Is rapidly moving up the list - it’s such a good fit for a true love/soul mate pairing and it makes my heart happy whenever I think about it. I love the idea of a pairing that consists of two lonely people who finally found each other and get to be so, so in love that it makes you sick. Inject it directly into my veins please.

What's a wip you want to finish but doubt you ever will?

Ooooh tough. I started a sequel to my tragic Solavellan fic in which a spirit of Hope manifested physically in the form of Lavellan, and it had a lot of potential and I think about it often, but I’ll never finish it, I’m afraid.

I do need to finish my Astarion x Tav fic, but it’s been on hiatus since October because apparently when you decide to project years of personal trauma onto an aggressively self-destructive OC, you might write yourself into a corner and find that writing it is just a little too real so you have to stop working on it indefinitely.

What are your writing strengths?

Pain. I’m good at crawling into the brains of fictional characters and making a fluffy nest of emotional and psychological horror for myself to burrow in like a weird ferret.

I’ve been told that I’m good at portraying gore/violence/horror in general, which aligns with me getting shipped off to a child psychologist when I was six because of my tendency to write vividly descriptive stories about vivisections and school age children stumbling upon dismembered human remains.

I’ve recently received praise for my ability to accurately portray the voices of pre-existing characters (Emmrich and Varric, specifically) and that’s a nice feather in my cap.

Grammar and formatting - these are as fluid as the ocean, but I spent so much time writing obits that I aim to be pretty picky about that shit before I publish anything.

What are your writing weaknesses?

I approach emotional content very tentatively with a hesitance that does me no credit, I think? I’m afraid of coming across as contrived, indulgent, or “unrealistic” even though I’m writing fiction, so I struggle to write with my entire dick so to speak when it comes to romance and the nice, warm, happy aspects of it that aren’t tainted by some sort of self-loathing or guilt. I was raised Catholic, can you tell?

I’m an adverb slut.

I cannot relinquish dialogue tags.

Sometimes I think I feel the need to over-describe things because they need to physically manifest on paper in order for them to make sense to me.

I’m basically a vampire in the sense that it’s incredibly difficult for me to move on to writing something else even if I really really really want to write it but I have another thing in progress. I’ve stalled out on writing so many times because I literally cannot give myself permission to work on a different thing because the other Thing isn’t completed to my liking.

Thoughts on dialogue in another language?

Uh sure? If it fits the scene and doesn’t require the reader to have a translator for entire paragraphs of text.

I tend not to bother coming up with elven and stuff when I write and just use dialogue tags etc. to indicate that characters are speaking a different language.

First fandm you ever wrote in?

On ao3? Knights of the Old Republic 2. First posted online? Fucking Pirates of the Caribbean yo. Ever? Inuyasha 😂😂😂

Favorite fic(s) you wrote?

It’s like picking a favourite child: I can’t. I’d say I’m proudest of Endless Possibilities because it’s the only long fic I’ve ever finished, AND writing it was an outlet that kept me going during an incredibly difficult time. It really helped keep me sane.

Honestly going back to it now, it’s not the best thing I’ve ever written, but I read some of the paragraphs and the way I described certain concepts and things and I’m like “holy shit I wrote that?” It just seems so outside of me, but I guess maybe that’s just where I was at during that time?