#inuyasha drabble

[lady-boketto]

Difference in Taste! (Random Drabble)

A/n: Honestly this was one of those random scenarios that pop up in your head and unlike the other ones I had to write this one out, I also included a lot of characters so I put it under the cut

It's one of those rare afternoons where you have the pleasure of passing the time not really doing anything but relishing in the peaceful comfort of your home with your beloved partner.

Not wanting to waste the opportunity of your significant other's already sparse time, you were determined to spend some quality time with them as you thought the day was perfect for a outdoor picnic with bright blue skies and the temperatures being well above the average day, yet the day was still accompanied by a slight breeze with the warm summer air.

As you walked with your arm linked with your partner through the field you both wandered into, your eyes scanned the surrounding for a perfect spot to set up your picnic blanket when your irises catch a nearby oak tree that is providing a nice umbrella of shade.

With the blanket set up nicely in the shade of oak tree, your significant other is already starting to unpack all your belongings and placing them down eagerly on the soft fabric of the blanket, clearly overjoyed to relax with their love one while also enjoying the food the both of you had spent the better part of the morning preparing.

while in their warm embrace you decide to fill the silence with mindless conversation, it's mostly what has captured your attention that day (whether it's mindless banter or enticing gossip you have to tell, your significant other is always listening with a smile with on their face while trying to keep the conversation to the best of their ability) while in the middle of answering your previous thought of what would be the most diabolical smash or pass topic, you think of a another thought that would hopefully shake your partner's thoughts and they finally stumble over their words.

" How do you think I'd taste? what you you think?"

Those whose minds thought you meant food wise:

JJK: Kiyotaka Ijichi, Utahime Iori, Yuta, Miwa, Takuma Ino, Mahito

AOT: Zeke, Annie, Bertholdt, Mikasa, Hange

Inuyasha: Ayame, Ginta, Hakkaku, Inuyasha, Kikiyo, Sango

CoD: Gaz, Konig, Roze, Kleo, Gus, Farah, Soap

Demon Slayer: Mitsuri, Giyuu, Rengoku, Kanae, Akaza, Daki, Makio

RDR2: Arthur, John, Bill, Molly, Kieran, Mary-Beth, Lenny, Swanson, Pearson, Mary, Lemuel Fike

Those who are confused on how to answer because they understand both meanings:

JJK: Nanami, Nobara, Megumi, Maki, Mai, Noritoshi, Choso

AOT: Erwin, Levi, Onyankopon

Inuyasha: Kagome, Kagura, Sesshomaru

CoD: Price, Ghost, Rodolfo, Chuy, Laswell, Alex

Demon Slayer: Urokodaki, Tamayo, Gyomei, Kagaya Ubuyashiki, Kokushibo, Hinatsuru, Obanai

RDR2: Abigail, Charles, Hosea, Trelawny, Sadie, Grimshaw, Tilly, Black Belle, Bonnie

Those whose minds went straight into the gutter:

JJK: Gojo, Yuji, Shoko Ieiri, Toji, Geto, Yuki Tsukumo, Mei Mei, Inumaki, Todo, Naoya

AOT: Armin, Jean, Colt, Reiner, Porco, Eren, Mike, Conny

Inuyasha: Hiten, Jakotsu, Koga, Miroku, Naraku, Toga

CoD: Nova, Alejandro, Enzo Reyes, Horangi, Valeria, Graves, Makarov

Demon Slayer: Shinobu, Uzui, Sanemi, Shinjuro, Muzan, Doma, Gyutaro, Suna

RDR2: Dutch, Javier, Karen, Micah, Sean, Eagle Flies, Flaco, Madam Nazar

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Spring had begun. You laid alongside the riverbed, watching stray petals of fallen Wisteria cascade down the river. According to the human world, you were 18, and it was time for you to fulfil the familial contract. 

It was agreed upon between your demonic brethren before you were even born that Lord Sesshomaru would be your mate and you were to report to him the Spring of your womanhood. This spring, actually. 

You thought to hell with the contract and to hell with Sesshomaru! He could find his own mate for all you care. You never met him, not once, and to think that you were to just walk up to his castle, declare yourself to be his mate, for him to do as he pleased with you was baffling to you. 

So much, that you decided to hide. It’s been a week now since you left home and your family still has no idea where you are. And thanks to your cunning skills as a fellow demon, it would take a while for them to find you. You ventured across the land to the Wisteria fields, as you did every year, and hid among the garden of purples, pinks, violets, and blues. 

You climbed a nearby tree, your childlike innocence taking hold of you. You wanted to marvel at the flowers up close and personally, off the ground and away from wandering eyes in hopes of a certain someone not catching your scent as the overpowering sweet musk wafted through the breeze and permeated through the fields, masking your scent as the flowers waded in the breeze. 

You wanted to be free as the flowers, not wandering or worrying about anyone else, especially another demon. 

“Feh!” You scoffed, your fist clenching in pride. You were a demon for heaven’s sake! Why couldn’t you choose who you wanted??

 “Screw the traditions!” You exclaimed, spitting at the dirt in your mind. “That demon can choke. He’s probably an ugly old demon anyway.”

“Old you say?”

The anonymous deep voice almost caught you off guard. Looking its direction, you spotted another demon sitting atop what to you looked like the thinnest branch gracefully. A large fur pelt over his shoulder and heavily clad armor decorated across his body. He smelled. . .  Regal? And the markings on his face? Just who the hell was he?

You looked away, feeling his golden eyes glare a hole through your silk skin. If it were one of the romance novels you hid away in your room, this would be the perfect scene that a master artist would plummet tot he Underworld and back just to finish. But you? Now? You could care less. 

“And what is it to you?” He could feel your sarcasm. “if I were you, I’d tread carefully in regards to who you’re talking to.” This amused him. he said nothing but smirk your direction. When you noticed his silence creep up along your neck, you turned your head to meet his gaze again, only to be caught off guard by his immediate proximity to you. 

His eyes, that glare, the markings on his face, the moon on his forehead. He- he didn’t even look of this world! Taken aback, you reached back a little too far to gather your balance, missing the branch altogether and slipping off from its support. It happened in a blink, leaving you to fall midair for seconds until-

“What was it that you were saying? That I should tread carefully when talking to you?” The demon caught you, hosting you bridal style as he cascaded to the ground. With a soft plant of his feet, you both landed softly back to earth, your eyes still carrying apparent shock. 

When you looked around once more, you nearly jumped out of his arms. Crossing them over your chest, you huffed, pointing your nose in the air as you caught wind to his comment. Just who was this man?

“My original statement still stands. And as much as I am grateful for you saving my life. You really didn’t have to.” His eyebrow raised. 

“I am a demon after all. Such a fall would be nothing for me to catch myself from.”

“So, why didn’t you?” your eyes peered his direction for a moment before quickly darting the other direction. Why didn’t you was the question. 

“Enough of that!” you stammered, puffing out your chest while staring his way. “I have to get home. My family is worried about me.” before you could fully pivot on his heel the stranger spoke. 

“Which kingdom do you belong to?” you knew at that moment that you were wandering the forests for too long. The markings on your skin were too eloquent to be ignored by common demons. Only those of higher status’ knew that those that belonged to imperial family bore markings on their neck, shoulders, forearms, and sometimes, even the face. 

“I- I don’t know what you’re talking about.” he watched you shield your arms with open disbelief. With a sigh, he snaked his eyes from your feet to your eyes, almost studying you. 

“I’m to be wed to a princess of a kingdom. A family of Imperial florists, you can say. And they actually send me to find her since she fled the castle.” He took a step forward, making you take a step back. 

“I’d hope to assume that you aren’t the one who’s already causing me grief.” You pulled in your lip, careful not to give anything away. With your eyebrows furrowed, you planted a hand on your hip. 

“I’ll have you know that I don’t belong to any family.” you lied. 

“I am a rogue demon, claiming the forests as my home. And it would be wise of you to leave this once.” He smirked at your response, disappearing into mid air in rebuttal. 

“Wha-?” you backed up, only to meet his cold armor pressed into your back. He didn’t say a word, but instead snaked his hand around to the front of your neck. He held your necklace in his large, open palm, revealing the golden imperial crest of a plum blossom. Your family’s insignia.

“Lady Y/N of the East. The Imperial Peony of the East, might I add.”

He smirked to himself, toying with the crest between his clawed fingers. 

“My wife, to be more exact.”

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[doginabirdcage]

a muse by any other name

InuKag Week 2024. Prompt: contrast. I love this fic format and have been wanting to play with it for a while. I hope you like it too.

FIVE MINUTES BEFORE

Inuyasha is in the throes of a fitful reenactment of the path that led to his destruction. Kikyo's arrows were hurtling towards him at a vengeful speed. He could hear them sizzle as they made contact with everything except his flesh, but his gracefulness didn't last forever.

The arrow that hit him burned on the way through. It carved away at him for fifty years. He would never be the same again.

DAYS AFTER

Kagome stormed away from him, her ponytail swishing angrily with her movements. Looking at her dressed as a priestess was fucking with him. He was already on edge around her and this didn't help.

He ran after her, "Don't leave with the shards!"

HALF A CENTURY AGO

Kikyo calmly walked up a grassy knoll to meet him. He could see a creepy cave over her shoulder. The inside looked gloomy and dark. Thick dirt-covered roots hung over the mouth of the entrance.

"What's in there?"

"His name is Onigumo," she sighed, "he's a bandit with severe burns. He is..."

"Weird!" Young Kaede peeked out from behind her older sister.

"Hush now, Kaede. Whatever he's done, we cannot judge him. He's not long for this world."

DURING

Her smell was a combination of the familiar and the novel. Her face was eerily similar but uniquely different from Kikyo's. Her anger was captivating, and he couldn't take his eyes off of her because of it. That and she had the sacred jewel inside of her a moment ago.

HOURS AFTER

Old Kaede was dressing the girl's wounds and she hissed in pain when the bandages were smoothed over.

"Stop whinin'. You're alive, ain't you?"

"No one asked you!" She sat up too quickly and grimaced.

"Pay him no mind, Kagome. The boy is just mad that ye collared him."

"Right," she said smugly, "Sssss..."

Inuyasha flinched and stared at her accusingly. “Don't do it!"

"Then don't be mean!"

MONTHS LATER

Inuyasha stared at the arrow in the wall with disbelief. Was this really happening all over again?

"Why?"

Beads of sweat dripped down Kagome's forehead as she struggled to aim her bow at him. "G-get away... Inuyasha!"

His feet were glued to the floor. Tsubaki was controlling Kagome. Nothing could make him leave her.

"Idiot! As if I would leave you right now!"

He ran head first into her arrowhead, consequences be damned.

FIVE HUNDRED YEARS IN THE FUTURE

"Put this cap and shoes on, Inuyasha. No one can see your ears. Don't make that face! You want to try WacDonald's, don't you?"

"I'm not sure it's worth the cost," he grumbled silently as Sota bounced around merrily at their feet.

"I can't wait for you to try barbecue sauce!"

Even though his ears were molded to his head the whole time because of the hat and his feet were imprisoned, the barbecue sauce was good.

ONE NEW MOON LATER

"I guess being a full demon might be nice. But I like you just the way you are, Inuyasha."

TWO YEARS AFTER

Had Inuyasha known that he'd never see Kagome again, he might have behaved better.

Held her tighter.

Agreed with her more.

Told her...he didn't know what he'd tell her.

But had he known, maybe it wouldn't hurt so much to look at the empty well. Maybe he wouldn't visit it so often.

FIVE YEARS AFTER

"Her name is Moroha," Kagome told their friends with a watery voice. She was still in the birthing bed. Her hair was wild and some strands stuck to her face. "Isn't she beautiful?"

Yes, she is, he thought.

[imagines-to-quench-thirst]

Surprise! This is a random inspiration bomb! Write whatever the picture makes you think of!

WOW! This caught me off gurad but in the best way. Anyway, I hope you like it.

Enjoy!

"The sun is setting."

Y/n thought to herself. Looking at the setting sun, the trees swinging along with the elegant, maintaining nature's scent yet light and fresh.

"Y/n!" Kastrode over the grass field towards Y/n minor hut, settling at the edge of the village, near enough to the village and yet father away for the privacy she desired.

"Kagome!" Y/n waved back enthusiastically, cheerfully accepting the much-needed company. The ladies hug and Y/n brings them tea. Sitting on the terrace, Kagome sees the evident shift in Y/n's body, a chill going through her body, and uneasy rest.

"Have you heard of Sesshomaru?" Kagome asks, seeing a slight frown befall Y/n's lips.

"A few letters here and there but nothing more than that." Y/n utters, a fake smile mixed into her expression, "I do miss him. I wish he were here." Y/n speaks her words carried into the wind. Hopefully, another being will hear them.

Kagome offered a solacing hug as they both looked at the stars hearing a soft rustle in the distance. Y/n hops off the table, her smile arising on her face, her eyes sparkling with anticipation. The grass and branches rustle more and more the dark night slowly uncovering white ears and long white hair, the moonlight bouncing off the sword nestled in their hand,

giving her much-needed excitement, her hands sweating, and her heart beating quicker.

Kagome walks to her, looking over the approaching man a few more steps uncovering them completely.

"Inuyasha." Y/n said flat-toned, her excitement fizzing out in an instant.

Kagome's gaze deadpans at the red hakama-wearing wolf-boy, giving him a disappointed head shake. Inuyasha looks at the two women catching the two sour expressions upon his arrival.

"What a great welcome, ladies." Inuyasha retorts into the dead wind.

"You weren't the one we were waiting for," Kagome spoke, stepping forward Inuyasha grabbing his necklace pulling him hardly down.

"You were supposed to wait for me, Kagome."

Kagome's eyes inching closer together, her mouth opening a grin decorating it "Don't make me say it..."

Inuyasha's eyes open in shock and anticipation. "Don't. You. Dare."

"Sit!" The necklace glows a bright light pulling Inuyasha harshly down into the ground, forcing him in place.

Y/n giggles at the cute interaction feeling the night wind rustle pulling her attention away and towards the low moon placed just above the line of the ground, depicting a night-style sunrise. Walking towards the picturesque view in front of her the wind rustles together with the grass rusting, indicating that something is inching closer. The moonlight started to cast a over her feet a shadow, growing more and more each second. She looks up and sees him, Sesshomaru. Her feet, as if a mind of their own, start to run towards him, his arms opening for a hug, his deep chuckle echoing in her ears. Hugging him with all her might, Y/n looks up at him thinking

He must have heard me.

"I have missed you, petal."

[thebest-medicine]

#66 ‘don’t tell me you’re ticklish?!’ with inuyasha and kagome please and thanks!

Prompt 66 - “Don’t tell me you’re ticklish?!”

A/N: I love inuyasha!!! It has such a soft space in my heart - it was my first really obsessive anime and manga in middle school, oh man. I’m actually rereading the manga right now, bout 2/5 of the way through, I’ll have to write some more of them!

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This was the third time Kagome tried to help check Inuyasha’s foot for further burns from their last encounter — a fire-breathing demon seeking out the power of the jewel shards they carried. He jerked his foot away, again, mere moments after she had taken his ankle in her hand.

“Inuyasha! I’m just trying to make sure you’re okay!”

“Are you joking? That thing was a pesky bug at best. And I squashed ‘em like one. Couldn’t hurt me.” Inuyasha huffed, pulling his legs in to sit criss-cross.

“Let me just see your other foot real quick!” She tried to grab onto his leg, craning her neck to make sure he was fine. She grasped for his ankle and ended up brushing against his toes as he shifted away.

“Hey! Would you cut that out?! Feels weird.” Inuyasha complained.

Kagome stared between his foot and her hand, then back up at his face. “Wait. Don’t tell me you’re ticklish?!” She said, mouth agape.

Inuyasha bristled, his cheeks turning pink. “What?? Of course I’m not! Why would you think that?!”

Kagome grinned at him. “You are, aren’t you?! Come here! Let me try!”

“What?! No!” Inuyasha scoffed. “Get the hell away from me! You’re crazy!”

Kagome got up off of the ground and Inuyasha bounded up and away with a start. “Inuyasha!”

“Kagome! Go away!” Inuyasha shouted, rushing away from her.

She laughed as she chased after him, a playful smile on her lips. Eventually, some time, she would try it out.

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bedtime visitor [ao3 link]

Fandom: inuYasha Pairing/Characters: Sesshoumaru/Kagome, Rin Rating: G Drabble Count: 10/100 Additional Tags: Modern AU, Family, Married Couple, Married Life, Sleep, rin and sesshoumaru don't talk but they are here, Sesshoumaru Is Rin's Parent

Every morning, Kagome expects two things when she wakes up: her alarm clock to read 7-30AM, and for her to be alone next to Sesshoumaru. Today, however, her clock says 5-48AM and there is a distinct extra presence pressed against her back, small and warm. Curious, Kagome shifts enough to be able to glance behind her. On the other side of the bed, Sesshoumaru is sleeping on his back; in between them lays Rin, sound asleep snuggled underneath the covers. It proves to be a great struggle for Kagome to not take a picture of her precious stepdaughter like this.

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**NEW FIC** Hypnagogia

Kagome. Waking.

Read on AO3.

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A new drabble addition for A Bushel and a Peck!

Little bitty Izayoi is not about to be left behind for anything!

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midnight bribe, moonlight bride - ch 4

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Ch. 4 - Work hard (for the money) [Kagome] {ch. 1 | 2 | 3 |} … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … … .

All rich people were the same. Egotistical, rude, pretentious, conceited, and downright demanding.

But they also had the power to wrap anyone around their pinky at the drop of the hat, especially when money was involved. People like me stood no chance.

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𝐖𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐚 𝐃𝐢𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐢𝐧 𝐆𝐨𝐥𝐝 ; 𝐒𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮 𝐱 𝐘/𝐍 - 𝟐

𝐈𝐍 𝐀 𝐍𝐔𝐓𝐒𝐇𝐄𝐋𝐋. You're a fox youkai who's just been betrothed to be married to this anonymous demon. But is he really that anonymous? He looks.. familiar.

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真実の詩...

“Your wi-” being in disbelief was just a small understatement of how you really felt. You scoffed, slapped his hand away, and took a long step away from him. Immediately pivoting to face him head on.

“There’s no way that my parents would sign me off to the likes of you.” your words were blubbering out of your mouth. The stranger remained poignant, sharp, borderline unimpressed with you. “I mean, just look at you!” now this caught his attention.

You pointed at his furry garb dangling off his shoulder. His eyes narrowed as you spoke. “You’re no man I would want to marry!” you huffed, tooting your nose up in the air with a hmph!

“You don’t even look like you could protect me from any kind of threat. You’re too, what’s the word.” he raised his eyebrow wondering what was the word you were looking for.

“Too soft. I’d like for my husband to be strong, rugged looking, a real warrior. Not-” in the middle of your speech, a loud roar bellowed through the thicket of trees. It sent you tumbling to your knees in a hurry. The stranger on the other hand stood there, his stoned face still affixed on yours. 

Trembling at the hem, you covered your head with your delicate hands, hoping the distant demon would overlook the two of you. And besides, these morning glories were just starting to bloom!

“What are you doing!?” you hissed, squinting up at him. “You’re going to blow our cover! Duck down!” ROOOOOAAAARRRRRRR! You could see the birds flap for the hills in the opposite direction of the looming beast. Dammit! What a day to forget your sword! You fetched under your kimono for the dagger attached to your thigh, only to look up to the stranger disappearing again.

“Eh!?” you flicked your head back and forth. Mouth agape. And this is supposed to be my husband?! “How could you just leave me, you so-called husband?!” you spat on the earth, only to hope for forgiveness shortly after. 

“Well then, i guess i’ll just have to fi-” the beast groaned to life again. But this time, it was with Sesshomaru hovering over its head with a glowing green arm. What the- you watched in curiosity. Just what kind of show was he putting on.

“What? Is he going to paint the demon? I swear father won’t hear the la-” and in a flash, large whisks clapped through the air. It sounded like the angriest thunderstorm you could imagine. Before you could even blink, the large, purple-skinned demon, showed flesh like cuts all over its body. Even at the ankles!

That was an ankle. Right?

One split second later, the beast split apart right before your eyes! A treacherous beast that stood above the trees was now a smoking husk of bones and flesh, readily available for the wildlife that hid in the thickets. 

The stranger landed promptly back to the ground. His hair swayed lazily with the wind. Almost like it woke up from a lazy summer nap instead of slaying a forest beast! When he turned to you, you didn’t even realize you were staring at him, mouth agape and eyes wide. 

Without another word, you huffed and stomped towards the direction of the castle.

“Let’s go! If anyone is going to have answers, it's going to be father.” you proceeded to walk further ahead, your pride leading you to ignore the fact that the stranger wasn’t even following behind you.

“We don’t have all day- what?!” you turned around to see he was gone again. “Enough of the disap- h-hey! Put me down! I’m not a peasant girl you can just throw over your shoulder!” the thought slyly danced across his head, and there you were, thrown over his furry shoulder like a rucksack of potatoes.

“Pft!” you got a handful of the fur in your mouth as you flailed. “You think this is so funny!”

“Wait till my father here’s about this! And don’t get any peeps either, you- you pompous pervert!”

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Sneak Peek...

I thought yall might like another sneak peek at the story I'm working on.

At this point, it's about half way finished. I'll probably start uploading in the next month or two.

Hope yall enjoy!

Prompt: Collection

Story: Tumblr Prompts (untitled)

Poor Jaken. Once a leader in his own right, he abandoned his people to serve the most feared yokai in Nippon. For years, things had been wonderful.

His fearsome lord roamed his lands, vanquished any and all who would dare trespass or overstep their bounds. Of course, as his faithful and loyal servant, he, Jaken, played an instrumental part in some of Lord Sesshoumaru's most challenging battles.

With the power of the Staff of Two Heads in his hands, the gami was able to vanquish many a lesser yokai in order to clear the way for his mighty lord to finish off the leaders. But recently, his master had taken up an odd hobby.

It started simple enough with the human brat Rin. Serving as the test subject for the legendary Tessaiga, his lord generously allowed the whelp to follow them after reviving her.

But then another human began showing its face every now and again. The young taijiya boy, Kohaku Jaken believed his name was, had for some reason been graced with his Lords protection on more than one occasion. 

Thankfully, the adolescent didn't follow then as the girl did.

But now there was this! The newest creature to capture his Lords attention was absolutely unacceptable!

The Miko Kagome!

Somehow, the little harlot wormed her way into Lord Sesshoumaru's good graces. It was ridiculous. Sure the onna had aided Rin several times over the two years the child had been following them. And sure, she may have aided his lord in battle a time or two.

She may also have come to aid Jaken himself a few times... but that didn't make her special!

Jacken just couldn't fathom why his master kept collecting human females!

[twin-azure-dragon-wave]

*Drabble*

Totosai laments Sesshomaru's rejection of Tenseiga after losing the Meidō Zangetsuha. But, lucky for him, the heavenly blade will always have an advocate in Rin.

Based on chapter 504 of the Inuyasha manga.

Ao3

Nice job raising such an ungrateful brat, Taisho, Totosai thought morosely.

After so much progress, watching Sesshomaru’s spiteful rejection of Tenseiga come back with a vengeance hurt. His precious creation—Abandoned like garbage! He almost felt like apologizing to the blade in his hand; You deserve a master who accepts you for what you are. I’m sorry you have him, instead.

“Um…”

Rin had walked up, reaching for the sword. She took it and ran after Sesshomaru.

“I’ll give it to him when he’s in a better mood!” she called out and Totosai took heart.

At least someone appreciated Tenseiga.

[thebest-medicine]

#84 You’d better give up now or this is about to get a lot worse for ler!Sango and Lee!Miroku from Inuyasha please, if you have time?

Prompt 84 - "You'd better give up now or this is about to get a lot worse!"

A/N: omg i'm sooooo glad you sent me one for them I LOVE MIRSAN ugh the original otp of all timeeeeeee

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“You’d better give up now, or this is about to get a lot worse, Monk!” Sango was straddling his lower back, an arm wrapped around the ankles she had pulled in and captured before her. Miroku’s legs strained awkwardly where she held them in a curve and tickled with her free hand along his soles.

“Bahahahahha! Sangohohohoho– yohohohou know I dohon’t give up sohohohoho easilyhehe!” Miroku cackled from his place beneath her. He may have been suffering, but he wouldn’t dare get out of this place willingly. 

“Alright. You leave me no choice.” She released his ankles, and shifted so that she was instead sitting over the backs of his thighs just above the knee. She shifted around so she was facing his head, and dug in.

“WahahahahHAHAHAIT!” Miroku gasped, his nervous system jolting. “WAAHAHA NOOOOO! HaHAH HELP! NOHOHOHOT THERE!” 

“Who are you calling out to, hmm? No one’s going to help you.” Sango teased, rolling her eyes even though he couldn’t see her. She squeezed mercilessly at the back of his thigh, just under his ass. He was absurdly ticklish there, she had found out once, with glee, and never let him forget it since.

He would cave eventually, Sango knew. Until then, she could enjoy the irony of practically groping him back – something he could use a good taste of. But, she could do it in a way that was so much more ..unbearable. 

Miroku snorted, cackling and squealing under her as she tickled furiously into his tendons and muscles. The squeezes sent shocks up his spine, directly to his brain to scramble any thoughts or hopes he may have had. 

Eventually, he’ll remember how this all started in the first place, and that he can make this end any time by simply yielding. Until then, he’ll shriek and laugh and scramble for any way to tolerate the unceasing sensation.

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[whirling-fangs]

The Dog, the Cat and the Boar

As long as humankind could remember, the wild lands of Japan had always been inhabited with Yōkai. Some large, some small, some dangerous, some inoffensive. Some evil, some benevolent.

The Dog, the Cat and the Boar cared little for such labels. They could not remember how long they had known each other. Their differences only cemented their bond, one's qualities complimenting the others' flaws. They were a team.

They were a family.

The Dog, the Cat and the Boar roamed the lands together. They were all the ruler of their own domain, and they would sometimes part to attend personal matters – but at the end of each quest, they would always meet up for a celebratory banquet.

Together, they were unbeatable. There was no enemy fearsome enough, no army large enough to take them down when they combined their strength.

Their downfall could only come from inside.

The humans and the yōkai were always bound by a precarious balance, begging to be shattered. It only took one spark, one death too many, to light the fire.

The Dog believed that humans were fundamentally good, and worth protecting against those that evil had irremediably tainted. The Cat believed that humans were the root of all problems, and that a peaceful coexistence was nothing but a pipe dream.

The Boar could not pick a side. He watched helplessly as his comrades grew further and further from each other, too set in their own ideals to see what they were losing.

Decades worth of memories. Of shared meals, shared laughter, shared smiles. Three similar trinkets, carved out of their own fangs. How odd for the Cat to be the most sentimental of them all – the Dog and the Boar had laughed, as they happily donned their friend's gift.

The Boar fled the bloodshed. He refused to let his memories be tainted by what had become of his comrades. He departed to the lands he had long left behind, to the mountain that had been the command center of his turf.

He was never to part from it again.

The years passed. Leaves grew anew on the trees, only to turn yellow, orange, red, lying a thick carpet across the lower slopes. Snow covered the mountains and melted away, turning lazy brooks into mighty rivers. The Boar listened to the wind, to the distant news its howls carried all the way to his mountain.

When he learnt of his old friends' untimely demise, he was not surprised. A single tear rolled down his cheek, before he brought his axe down the large log at his feet. Timber for the winter to come.

A simple life. Away from the rest of the world, away from the wars, the famines, the plagues. The Boar stopped listening to the wind's cries.

Until the old world came crashing into his old cabin, in the shape of a disheveled woman.

She was but skin and bones. Her face deformed from being bashed in, clothes torn over her bruised body. Tears had frozen over her mangled visage, her feet and hands turned blue from hypothermia.

The Boar ought to have chased her off. Had she not felt the demonic aura that surrounded his mountain, warding off any creature that bore even the slightest hint of ill intent?

The barrier only let the animals through. Only their hearts were pure enough to cross the sheer manifestation of the Boar's will.

As the Boar opened the door, and the woman collapsed into his arms, he was struck with a realization. This one's heart was not tainted. He had never seen such a pristine soul, gleaming with such force despite the abuse she must have endured.

The swelling of her face subdued with intense care. Her traits angelic, one eye gone blind from the repeated hits. Eyes that shared the same vibrant green as the young leaves of early spring.

The Boar's favorite color.

The weeks turned into months. The months turned into years. The woman's pursuers never came looking for her. The Boar's heart opened again, day after day, letting the radiance of the woman's soul seep into his old wounds. Cure aches that had festered for decades on end.

The Boar thought he couldn't be happier.

He was soon proven wrong.

The little one had his mother's eyes, and his father's ears. Every time he laid eyes upon that small form, allowed those minuscule fingers to wrap around his thumb, the Boar could feel his heart grow another size.

What a fleeting, fragile little life that was. There was nothing he wouldn't give in order to protect it from harm.

Dark clouds gathered above the mountain. They announced a storm unlike any other, one mighty enough to rip the trees apart and turn the rivers into devastating streams. The Boar led his family away from the cabin, into the deeper, higher caves, where they would be safe from the landslides and the floods.

Lightning parted the skies. The Boar felt the barrier, or rather, what remained of it, shatter all around him. For every wound that healed inside his heart, the barrier had grown weaker.

The Spider had not missed that chance. He knew all about the Boar, about his former comrades, about the past that the Boar had for so long tried to run away from. Like an old nightmare resurfacing, fate had caught up with him.

How ironic, for the Boar to finally take a side. A spit in the face of his dead comrades, was it not?

Rage festered inside the Boar's chest. The Spider needed nothing more to seep inside his soul, and seize a heart that had lost all its defenses.

When the Boar opened his eyes again, the scent of blood mixed with petrichor assaulted his senses. A terrible chill ran across his spine, from the warmth that coated his fingers to the rain that soaked his clothes. As his eyes fell to the ground, he felt the remnants of his soul shatter to pieces.

The woman lay sprawled across the ground, her arms outstretched towards the cliff upon which they stood. There was no light surrounding her. No pure glow, not even the smallest spark.

Her soul was gone.

The Boar collapsed to his knees. He brought her body to rest on its back, hands crossed above her chest. A final kiss placed on her forehead.

Before the Boar plunged his own claws into his chest.

The Spider would return to reap the rewards of his plot. As low as the mighty Boar might have fallen, the body of a Daiyōkai was always worth devouring.

The little one was washed away by the streams, until his wails caught the attention of a sorrowful boar mother. The sow brought the child over to her burrow, and nursed him to good health.

The Hanyō never worried about the past, neither did he think about the future. He survived day after day, discovering his own strength as he fought off the many demons that crawled over the mountain, looking for a master that had long departed these lands. The Hanyō's existence in itself was nothing but a rumor for the humans to fear.

Perhaps, someday, he would depart on a quest. Perhaps he would seek more power, better status, and a way to show the world just how strong he really was.

And perhaps, someday, he would figure out the meaning behind the odd little trinket that never left his wrist.