#sesskag monthly prompt

[a-writers-blurbs]

So I'm sitting here minding my own business & enjoying @sereia1313 story Satisfied when Ao3 decided 🖕me.

I just wanna finish the story! Is anyone else having this issue???

[sesskag]

SessKag Monthly Prompt: November 2023

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ FEAST ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Rules:

Interpret the prompt as freely as you wish, but use it as a basis to create a fan work - be it a fic, fan art, gif set, manga edit, playlist, anything!  

Use the tag sesskag monthly prompt and/or skmpnov23 within your first 5 tags so I can find your creations!

Tag any NSFW work appropriately!

Post your fan work by the end of the month (but if you’re a couple of days late that’s fine ^^)!

If you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask!

Header Image credit to @lordmaru [orig]

[sereia1313]

Weeds & Wildflowers

A SessKag fic for @magicalmonthlyprompts's Faebruary prompts! Couldn't resist a little fae/Hades & Persephone vibe.

Read it on Ao3, Dokuga, and FFnet.

Summary: She was the essence of spring, and he knew he couldn’t keep her. No matter how every fibre of his being said the opposite.

Sneak Peek

A strange light flashed in the distance, and the pressure in his chest increased. Frowning slightly, he changed direction, snow crunching under his feet. The light flashed again, shifting from white to pink, and an odd awareness slid up his arm.

Just because he spent more of his time in the underworld didn't mean he wasn't privy to the goings-on of men. Jakotsu was more than willing to share his findings upon his return, though it was usually just to kill time as he cleaned blood from his blade.

Sacrifices were increasing, but even the most simple-minded humans knew there were specific requirements for it to work correctly. And even then, depending on the god they wished to speak to, the chance of them getting what they wanted was slim. Gods, especially those who resided in the light, preferred to be worshipped, not have to clean up after a human's madness.

The purity of this particular sacrifice had Sesshoumaru increasing his step. The only way to reach that level was to be well-versed in holy power.

Or to be an innocent.

And judging by the jeers between the chorused chanting, he was betting on the latter.

Muscles rolled along his jaw. He had enough paperwork to deal with when it came to the needless wars fighting over territory; he didn't need names added to his roster for this. As he broke the treeline, there was a swell in volume and power.

Her power.

[noprobllama92]

chapters: 1/1

words: 4,865

fandom: Inuyasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale

rating: Explicit

warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

relationships: Higurashi Kagome/Sesshoumaru

characters: Higurashi Kagome, Sesshoumaru

additional tags: Shameless Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, POV Higurashi Kagome, Fluff, Magical Monthly Prompts November 2023, Sick Higurashi Kagome, Kagome is not having it, Kagome hates the cold

summary: Her mate is all she needs when she's feeling a bit under the weather.

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[magicalmonthlyprompts]

Anyone who knows how to use makeup is good in our books @mrfeenysmustache!

Kiss and Makeup

Chapter 10

For this chapter I took inspiration from @magicalmonthlyprompts Fandom Pride Parade! The prompt was: Established! (It’s a day late tho, 🥹)

Summary: Kagome needs help- fast. The only person she can think to turn to is a beautiful, wonderful, soul stopping- and unavailable- friend who comes through for her better than she could have hoped. But he’s not done surpassing her wildest dreams.

Read on: AO3

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Sesshomaru perused the display of bronzers briefly before moving on to blushes and then highlighters, opening a few before deciding on one made of bright white pressed powder with rainbow refraction. He smiled to himself as he placed it in his basket; he had a feeling Kagome would like the way it looked on him, that she would be hypnotized by his pearlescent cheekbones and having all of her attention on him for the evening worked well into his plans.

It was their “six month anniversary,” after all.

[elevenharbor]

Space Cadets SessKag!

Sesshomaru and Kagome are blasting off across the universe!

I’ve been working on this for three days and my eyes and wrist are tired..lol. I guess this is my first concept art for an interstellar AU fic I am working on (Cassiopeia). But I also did this as my first submission for the SessKag monthly prompt for this month (Star) because it is interstellar-themed (at least that’s what I was going for).

Well, on to my next drawing adventure! Thank you for humoring me. Enjoy!

EDIT: I fixed Sessho’s eye. It was baaad. Oh well. I’m not perfect ahahah ^^; plz don’t hurt me i’m a n00b at this

[mythicamagic]

Hunter’s Moon: Sesskag fanfic

Art by @cookieasylum​

Summary: Sesshoumaru lives an isolated life at a cabin in the mountains. One Halloween night, he has a bloody encounter with a werewolf. In the morning he finds that they've transformed into a wounded human woman. She asks for help with controlling her werewolf curse, and the hermit is reluctantly thrust into a teaching role. Touch starved and jaded, he must resist the beckoning call for 'pack' that Kagome unknowingly invites with her clumsy instincts.

Rated M

This Halloween fic is dedicated to Chocochip03/CookieAsylum who made some beautiful drawings for this fic as a collab while I did the writing! Go lookit all the lovely sesskag pictures on Ao3! Thank you so much for making them bud!

Made for the Sesskag Monthly Prompt: Fear

Read here at: Ao3, fanfiction.net or Dokuga

[watoshimi-kairou]

Prompt: Dream

Still a sketch but I updated it so it looks sooo much better than this monstrosity. Pink has always been a very “dreamy” color to me so I hope it fits. If not, they’re both dreaming so I definitely covered the prompt XD

❤ Support the Artist ❤

Commission Weebly // Buy Me Coffee? // Reblog to Share

[lynkuromuno707]

Oh no, now i'm scared to outline this... why i do this to myself... 😂😂😂😂😂

[a-writers-blurbs]

Curiosity... the Dog?

As promised, I've got two updates for you guys! Here's the first one!

Ao3

WTTPD

FFN

Huge shoutiut to @ladydanitar for helping me edit this artwork! She's an awesome editor (yall should check out her ko-fi)

Preview:

Sesshomaru watched as the Miko quietly walked away from the campsite. Pain and depression radiated from her aura, causing Sesshomarus instincts to be on edge.

It was unnatural, the dynamics of their pack. Unlike what would be expected, the Miko herself presented as the alpha rather than a son of the greatest alpha to ever live, as one would expect.

And the disrespect she suffered at the hands of her first packmate as an alpha was unheard of. It made him wonder if she even understood her position as leader of the group.

[sesskag]

SessKag Monthly Prompt: December 2023

~~~~~~~~~~~~~ GIFT ~~~~~~~~~~~~~

Rules:

Interpret the prompt as freely as you wish, but use it as a basis to create a fan work - be it a fic, fan art, gif set, manga edit, playlist, anything!  

Use the tag sesskag monthly prompt and/or skmpdec23 within your first 5 tags so I can find your creations!

Tag any NSFW work appropriately!

Post your fan work by the end of the month (but if you’re a couple of days late that’s fine ^^)!

If you have any questions don’t hesitate to ask!

Header Image credit to @lordmaru [orig]

[chierafied]

Honmei

Prompt: Chocolate Setting: Modern AU 223 Words

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"Happy Valentine's Day, Sesshoumaru!"

Kagome was smiling at him, wide and bright like she always did.

She was holding out a bag of chocolates.

Sesshoumaru's nose twitched.

Based on how her scent permeated them, and the lumpy shape, they were homemade.

Yet, he didn't reach out to take them.

He pinned her down with his stare, arched his eyebrow in the way his mother often did.

"What kind of chocolate is that?" he asked.

Kagome frowned.

"What do you mean? Normal chocolate. Don't you like it?" Her lip suddenly gained a slight tremble. "Is it because you're a dog? You can't eat chocolate?"

"I'm a youkai, not a dog," he growled. "I can eat chocolate. But I won't take any obligatory ones. So what kind is it?"

Kagome bit her lip. Her cheeks glowed pink.

"It's... it's not an obligatory chocolate."

Sesshoumaru reached forward, taking a hold of the bag.

His golden eyes locked with Kagome's blue ones.

"You like me?"

"Yeah," Kagome said- There might have been a slight tremor to her voice but her shoulders squared and her gaze unwavering. "I do."

"Then I will accept them," Sesshoumaru said, nodding.

He took the bag of chocolates from her. "Thank you."

He turned to walk away, and buried his nose to the bag, inhaling deep the sweet scent of chocolate – and her.

[sereia1313]

Hidden Delicacy

Part 2 is a day late for @magicalmonthlyprompts Fandom Pride Parade, but it's steamy and almost 4k!

Summary: After suppressing her feelings for years, Kagome makes the decision to walk away. But things are not always what they seem, and it turns out they've both been keeping secrets.

Read it on Ao3 and FFnet

Sneak Peak

The scraping of a chair against the floor had her whirling around, hand still clutching her chest. Amber eyes stared at her from across the room, Sesshoumaru's elaborate updo still intact. "You came back." He seemed oddly surprised, the slight clenching of his hands belying his relaxed posture.

Kagome swallowed slowly. "Just to empty my locker," she replied.

His hands clenched again. "You fully intend to leave, then?"

It sounded like so much more than it was, but she nodded. "It's what's best."

"For whom?" he challenged. He'd barely moved, but she felt like a cornered animal staring down the eyes of a predator.

She tore her gaze away, hand still on her chest as she straightened her shoulders. "How did dinner go?" Maybe if she got him talking about the event, he'd stop staring at her like she'd betrayed him.

"You would know if you were here."

So much for that.

[magicalmonthlyprompts]

Such a great use of the prompts @noprobllama92! Family fluff, hurt/comfort, and some steamy smut to melt the snow is such a wonderful combination.

chapters: 1/1

words: 4,865

fandom: Inuyasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale

rating: Explicit

warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

relationships: Higurashi Kagome/Sesshoumaru

characters: Higurashi Kagome, Sesshoumaru

additional tags: Shameless Smut, Explicit Sexual Content, POV Higurashi Kagome, Fluff, Magical Monthly Prompts November 2023, Sick Higurashi Kagome, Kagome is not having it, Kagome hates the cold

summary: Her mate is all she needs when she's feeling a bit under the weather.

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[mrfeenysmustache]

A Happenstance of Happiness

Written for SessKag Monthly Prompts. November’s prompt: Pride

Summary: Soulmates are found with but a touch, and everyone is destined to find theirs. But for some, duty outweighs destiny. Kagome is preparing to meet her future husband, picked carefully by her father to strengthen their house, and while her clothes are straightened and her hair is combed she morns a future of love for one of loneliness. But sometimes destiny surprises us.

Also read on: AO3

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Kagome sighed as her mother helped drape and fold her kimono, the dangly bits on her hair pin jingling as the tug and pull on her obi jolted her around.

She tried to keep her heart from shattering and scattering in a million different directions as all her hopes for her life circled the drain of expectation.

She’d been foolish to have any dreams anyway, as the daughter of a nobleman her future hadn’t been hers to plan anyway; but she was a romantic dreamer, she couldn’t help herself.

“Almost done.” Her mother said, tucking a little bundle of flowers in her hair and smoothing down any stray strands before stepping back to observe her handiwork.

“There. You look so beautiful my darling girl.”

She gave her mother a tremulous smile, exerting all of her will in keeping the tears swimming in her eyes from breaking free, but her mother was ever observant.

“Oh my child, it’s not all bad! We’ve chosen a family known for their unshakable honor. Your father has known Lord Toga for years, and he assures us that his son will take proper care of you and the children you give him.”

“I’m sure he’s… wonderful. Thank you.” She whispered, turning to look herself over in the mirror.

“Mama… can I ask you something… very personal?”

Her mother hesitated for a moment, laying out her fan and a couple bits of additional jewelry, gifts from the family she was going to wear to the meeting as a show of good faith.

“Of course Daughter, what is your question?”

“I know you and father had an arranged marriage…”

“Yes we did. It is common for those in our station.”

“Right. But um… what about your soul mate?”

Her mother dropped the necklace she’d been holding and her back went straight, and Kagome worried that she’d spoken out of turn.

“Soulmates are not a luxury afforded to us. Our duties do not allow for it. Best you put such things out of your mind.”

“But have you met him? I’m worried that I will one day. What do I do?”

Her mother turned, the light in her eyes hardening into something strict and severe.

“Of course I have. We’re all destined to meet our soulmates, are we not? But I am a loyal, dutiful wife, so I let him pass me by. And you will do the same when the time comes, do you understand?”

Kagome gulped and nodded, knowing when to retreat, and let her mother finish primping her in silence.

In reality, she’d already known that would be the advice given.

She was a woman born to a certain station, and as such, she would be married to a man her family chose for her, and when the time came to meet her fated soul mate, she would resist the compulsion to be near him and remain steadfast in her marriage vows.

Her heart curdled though, when she remembered that such loyalty would only be expected from her.

One day, her husband would meet his soulmate, and he would be free to make her his and join their lives together, leaving her alone to live in his house, wife in name only.

She hoped she’d have at least a few children to distract herself with before that happened, but she was already trying to prepare herself for a life of loneliness, passing the time painting fans or picking flowers or sorting her jewelry or whatever other mindless things ladies were expected to do.

She sighed, staring into the reflection of her stricken expression, and then let her mother lead her away to meet her new betrothed.

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She couldn’t keep her eyes off him.

All through lunch, through the negotiations, through their parents laughing and gossiping, her eyes kept finding his.

Her fiancé, the eldest son of Lord Toga, Sesshomaru, was a tall and stately man with fine pale hair and striking features. He carried himself with quiet pride, and dressed with understated elegance.

Beautiful, she would say, but that’s not why she couldn’t look away.

There was something about him that drew her, something that made her feel like she knew him, or that she should recognize him from somewhere, even though she’d never met him.

But no matter how many times she glanced at him or tried to search his face, should couldn’t pinpoint what it was.

It didn’t help that he was often looking at her, as well, and his eyes seemed endless in their intensity.

They were walking through the garden now, their parents walking just ahead of them as chaperones, tipsy as they were, and Kagome fidgeted in the silence that’s till hung between them. Neither had said a word, and as anxious as she was to get to know the man she would Be tied to for life, he didn’t seem inclined to any conversation, so she walked steadily at his side, trying not to feel like this was an omen of what was to come for her.

She tried not to wilt under her mounting disappointments, and in her efforts to keep her spine straight and her eyes forward, she missed the uneven paving stone and stumbled. Though she righted herself, her fan went clattering to the ground.

She reached down to grab it, and as she did, she heard her fiancé’s voice for the first time.

“Allow me.”

Expecting her to move, he bent down as well, and they reached for the fan together.

As their hands brushed they gasped, a brilliant light show of realization bursting in their minds as the knowledge of their shared soul woke up and stepped forward.

Their souls and hearts surged, and he grabbed her hand more firmly in his, their eyes meeting and never breaking.

They stood, not releasing their hold on one another, missing when their parents stopped to stare.

“Hello.” He said, voice carefully even and controlled.

“Hi.” She responded, a little breathless with wonder.

He smiled, soft and small and shining, and relief thumped painfully through her heart as she realized her fears had been for naught.

Her husband would not leave her for his soulmate one day.

Because she was his soulmate.

[kt-65-wrecks-blog-blog]

SessKag August prompt: Messgage

The fire hissed and crackled, it’s death rattle fighting for domination against the cacophony of cicadas that filled the night. Kagome felt no woe for the dying flames despite the dark it would inevitably usher in. The night air was warm and stagnant and the fire only made it worse. Sweat slicked her whole body, the thick polyester of her uniform stuck to her skin. She yearned for the thin cotton of her sleep tank. Unfortunately she was left wanting.

Just before sundown Sesshoumaru and his little group had crossed paths with her own. They were headed to the slayer village to hole up for the moonless night when Sango spotted Kohaku. The siblings took off to tend graves and had been in their old hut ever since. Kagome was full to the brim with love for Sango and wanted her to spend all the time she could with her brother. They had so much healing to do together, every little bit was another grain of sand in a castle they were re-building together. The monumental nature of the task didn’t escape her.

The shuffle of a rhinoceros beetle trapped under a clay bowl drew her attention to where Rin and Shippo slept beside Sesshoumaru’s dragon and Jaken. The imp’s snoring was neigh impossible to distinguish from the cicadas call. Kagome felt her lips curl up into a smile despite herself. The kids had spent the better part of the afternoon battling beetles they plucked from the forest surrounding the village under Jaken’s watchful eye. She wasn’t sure if he was watching for the childrens’ well-being for because he hoped to eat the beetles that lost.

Inside the hut behind her Inuyasha and Miroku slept. She wasn’t sure if it was her presence or Sesshoumaru’s that put him at ease. The elder brother of her dear friend seemed to find his way across their path more often recently. Since the loss of the Meido and gain of his left arm he seemed almost tempered. When they did fight the battle was lackluster and all bluff. She wondered if there was history where it came to Inuyasha’s human nights. It would have been hundreds of years ago and the berth of that lost time seemed so fathomless to her.

She was, however, suspicious of Sesshoumaru’s reason for being there. ‘I care not’ he had said when Inuyasha yelled and blustered at him before sundown, accusing him of waiting to attack when Inuyasha was in his weakened state. Kagome had ‘sat’ him then bent down to his ear and promised to keep watch all night. Still, he had settled more quickly and slept more soundly than she could ever remember on a night like this.

She had expected Sesshoumaru to leave, but now it was well after midnight and he was still there standing next to the steps where she sat. He was leaned against the wall of the hut where his brother and Miroku slept, one leg bent up and arms crossed.

She thought about trying to start a conversation with him. She had been dying for a conversation with him. Almost literally. This was such a great opportunity. But the night was so hot and stifling and LOUD.

She thought about going to sleep for a little bit, she really didn’t think he was there to hurt them anymore, but there was just so much noise. A migraine was blooming behind her eyes and she sipped a can of coffee from her era and knew there would be no rest for her this night.

“Shut up.” She grumbled quietly to herself knowing her request would fall on deaf ears. Because, she supposed, they didn’t really have ears. Looking up Kagome was a little surprised to find Sesshoumaru watching her. His golden eyes held their secrets, but she gestured vaguely to his hip before returning her face to her cupped hands.

The voices fell silent. Grateful, Kagome sighed.

The momentary silence was fleeting. And now worse, instead of bickering with each other they were yelling at her.

“What?” Sesshoumaru said, and by his tone she suspected it wasn’t the first time. She could hardly hear him over the noise.

“Tell him yourself! I’m not your middle man!” Kagome pinched the bridge of her nose, gently massaging it in small circular motions.

“What?” Sesshoumaru said again and this time Kagome actually looked at him. She drew back at the confusion he was emoting.

“Your swords...” she let the sentence hang. Maybe sentient swords should have been cause for concern, but hadn’t they run across a few in the past year? Tenseiga rattled in it’s sheath and Sesshoumaru stilled the clatter with a claw-tipped hand. “You can’t hear them.” Kagome mused aloud.

“What?” Sesshoumaru’s repeated and Kagome wanted to bang her head against the wall. This really wasn’t the conversation she was hoping to have with him. She wanted something light: ‘how bout this weather?’ ‘Naraku’s a real jerk ammirite?’

“You can’t hear your swords talking? They’ve been arguing this whole time.”

“Have you heard them talking before?” Kagome had to think about that for a moment. Maybe she had, but she had never been this close to his hip for so long before. This time she buried her head in her hands to hide the blush she felt rising.

“Hmm, I guess not. I feel kind of a ... warmth from tetsaiga sometimes, but not like this. Not actual words is what I mean.” She peeked at Sesshoumaru through her fingers.

“What?” He froze for a moment like he was gathering his thoughts or maybe trying to find the right words. “What are they saying?”

She struggled to hear out each blade. They were a mess, talking over one another, Bakusaiga cursing which was somehow even more amusing considering it was in Sesshoumaru’s own voice, and Tenseiga demonstrating vast patience which she knew was a farce considering the way he was talking before he knew she was listening.

“Tenseiga-“ she started but was rudely interrupted. “Shut up shut up shut up! Tenseiga gets to go first because he has been around longer. Oh my god! Excuse me?” She balked as Bakusaiga called her a particularly creative foul name.

Sesshoumaru’s was starting to look irritated so she pressed on and resolved to not talk to the swords directly again. “Tenseiga says that your true power lies in your compassionate heart. He says love will be your salvation and you should open your heart and your- you know what, no I’m not relaying that. Open your heart.”

“Father.” Sesshoumaru hissed. But his actions belied his words as he stroked the hilt with a tenderness that Kagome had not been expecting.

“Yes yes it’s your turn now you brat.” Sesshoumaru’s eyes snapped back from memory into the now. “Bakusaiga says your true power is in your immense strength. Strike your enemies down without conscious and you will rule supreme.” Kagome rolled her eyes. Sesshoumaru cracked his knuckles and Bakusaiga had a particularly crude suggestion of what he could do to her with those wicked claws. Tenseiga laughed.

Kagome’s patience snapped. “You know what?!” She stood too fast and the dots that blurred her vision from the migraine settling in made her dizzy. She slipped and caught hold of the nearest solid thing; the swords.

Blue and green light exploded into life. It filled the clearing, perverting the darkness. Kagome’s eyes watered at the intensity of it even though she had closed them almost immediately. She let go and so did the light.

It took awhile for her to see again. As things came into focus she realized Sesshoumaru was right in front of her. His presence had grown, taking up too much space suddenly.

“What?” He and both swords barked in unison.

“What?” She sheepishly replied. His claws encircled her wrist, she closed her eyes knowing where this was going, and it was no surprise when her hand met with the warm rattling scabbards and light filled the clearing.

As the light faded and she opened her eyes she realized she was alone.