#the god of sesskag

[fantasyfr3ak]

Not me crying alone in my bedroom, huddled over a phone i can barely see, because 2 people who Do Not exist love each other (for the 1000th time)

[sereia1313]

Afterglow

@inu-spiration always comes up with such great themes! I had the privilge of working with @stardust414 and she created a stunning piece of art to go with our idea!

Read it on Ao3 and FFnet.

See (and swoon) over Stardust's art here!

Summary: Usually, Sesshoumaru paid the mortals no mind. They’d built him a splendid temple, and offerings littered the steps daily, but the gifts had begun to wane, and the murmurs of a goddess taking human form had begun to get louder.

Sneak Peek

A creak of the cottage door had him bounding back into the trees, unwilling to give up his cover even with his glamour firmly intact. He watched with wide eyes as a woman clad in pale robes and a determined glare stepped outside of the safety of her enclosure.

"Who's there?" she demanded. Sesshoumaru kept still, not wanting to relinquish his position even as her eyes flickered in his direction.

Breath stilled in his lungs as he was engulfed in an oceanic tempest, waves crashing upon his psyche as she held him captivated. The flush of her cheeks was nothing compared to the ferocity in her eyes, and it was a wonder he hadn't been burned on the spot.

She was stunning.

Raven curls fell around her shoulders, slightly tangled, as if she'd been pulled from a deep sleep. Chin raised defiantly, she scanned the area, hands gripping the door. She looked nothing like any goddess he had seen before, but he wished her to be one all the same. If he were a lesser being, he'd have grovelled at her feet—if only to get a better view.

"I do not fear you," she called out. "And you will find no solace here. Be gone before you meet the same end as your brothers." She was steadfast, like a warrior ready for battle, and Sesshoumaru remained still until well after she'd disappeared back inside.

Perhaps he'd been too hasty. Any female would've felt threatened if they'd heard noises outside their home so late at night. To his credit, he hadn't expected anything, let alone her, but he'd covered his tracks, his aura and presence hidden, so the fact she'd sensed anything piqued his curiosity.

Leaning back against the tree, intent on keeping an eye on her until she was willing to answer his questions, he rested one arm upon a bent knee, casting his gaze upward to the darkened sky. There must have been candles lit from within, as she'd glowed when she'd opened the door. But even as that thought crossed his mind, his brow pinched into a frown.

She'd felt human.

[mikodaiyo]

Quick before I gotta go to work

[milkfromcats]

Tried to post some sesskag art here but it got flagged. Like???

If you aren't following me on the bird app, pls consider doing so. My regular account is @jonesypandaart, and you can DM for my nsfw account.

Also, there are 4 slots still open for commissions!

[elvisqueso]

OKAY.

Excerpt from Songs For Distingue Lovers, Chapter 1: Day In, Day Out

Midoriko had told her how it would happen. Precedent set forth by Kikyo dictated the manner, but the result would be the same as any other rejuvenating being: when her body expires, it will be engulfed in flame, and from the ashes she’ll emerge again, a babe as fresh as any newborn. As the cycles draw on, the time between will shorten, and eventually her soul will extinguish as well, and divest from the Wheel. What happens then, no one can rightly say, for it will be her journey alone.

It's strange, the passage of her first life this way. Because time moves the same as it always meant to for her, and she ages with Sango and with Miroku, and she watches Rin grow into a woman and have children of her own. Inu Yasha knows about her change, because she doesn’t like to hide anything from him and just as she’d promised to stay by his side, he promises to stay by hers. And so, as her body slows and, finally, she feels a sweet burning underneath her skin, she calls Inu Yasha to her side as the flames come up and burn away the old body.

And then her second life begins. She isn’t a babe so much as she is, perhaps, the age of the newly aware toddler. It was like falling asleep and waking up. And when her eyes opened there was her friend, brushing the ashes from her and marveling at the newness of her scent.

[mrfeenysmustache]

Sesskag, but Sesshomaru is a giant, eldritch-esque sky god and Kagome is his tiny human wife

[sesskagevents]

SessKag Mystery Author March: Story 2

Ain't it exciting, the rumble where you lay?

Summary:

Sesshomaru and Kagome steal a sexy moment together one rainy morning. (Possible TW: light choking)

Rated E. 1,103 words.

Sneak peek:

The demon took pity on her, chuckling as he turned her over, pinning her beneath him. Her pale skin was flushed pink, lips parted in her little puffs of breath. Blue eyes stared up at him, wide and glassy. Gods, sometimes he just loved to look at her.

Guess who wrote this story here!

[crescent-dreams]

Collections

“Libraries are more than just a storage place for books, they are treasure troves filled with creativity and knowledge. And that knowledge can be empowering.” -- R.L. Hemlock

Here you will find the main Ao3 collections surrounding our favourite daiyoukai/miko couple. The collections are open and unmoderated, so please add your own treasures at any time!

Crescent Dreams

A collection of chaos inspired by the Crescent Dreams SessKag Discord Server.

Alternate Universe/Reality 

A collection of all alternate-universe fics where the canon timeline doesn’t exist.

Examples include fully human or monster Sesshoumaru, one of them being a god, fairy tales, alternate modern scenarios, etc.

Modern

A collection of all fics that take place in the modern era where Kagome is either stuck or willingly returns/stays in the future.

Examples include tropes like CEO Sesshoumaru, chef Sesshoumaru, Kagome returning to the future and reuniting with Sesshoumaru, an alternate future timeline with youkai and humans, etc.

Post Canon/Divergence

A collection of all post-canon or canon-divergent fics specifically set in the feudal era.

Examples include those that take place during the manga/anime but diverge or take place after the series finale or those that take place during the final act.

Bite-Sized Reads

A collection of one-shots and drabble fics.

Examples include a series with chapters that are less than 500 words and single-chapter stories with less than 10k words.

Epic-Sized Reads

A collection of multi-chapter fics.

Examples include stories complete or ongoing with at least 50k words.

Collaborations

A collection works that include more than one creator, be it author, artist, or anything else.

Looking for something specific? Check out our Genre list or send us a wish, and we’ll put together a list for you. We’re constantly growing as a fandom, so please check our list of previous fan-requested fics. 

[elevenharbor]

A Flower for You [sesskag ficlet]

“These flowers are so beautiful!”

Rin squealed happily as she collected a confection of flowers nearby. A few paces behind her trailed Shippo, a bouquet of red camellias and winter peonies in his grasp.

“I bet Kagome will like these.” Shippo grinned as he inspected his lot. “She might be the only other person I know who loves flowers as much as you, Rin-chan!”

“Really?” Honey brown eyes glinted with life at the mention of the miko. Rin had always been fond of the oddly-dressed priestess during their encounters. This newfound information delighted her even more. She made a mental note to chat about her flower collection the next time they cross paths.

“Yeah! She was talking about some holiday that’s celebrated in the West where flowers are gifted to express love of all kinds. She called it ‘Valentine’s Day,’ or something like that. Since Sesshomaru-sama is Lord of the West, are you familiar with it?”

Rin shook her head. “No, but tell me more!”

“Supposedly some creature with wings and a bow and arrow comes down from the heavens and cast spells to make people love one another.” The young kitsune explained, mimicking an archer drawing an arrow. “And boom! He shoots people with arrows straight through the heart!”

“That’s horrible! Why would they kill someone if they’re supposed to spread love?” The young girl asked, slightly terrified and confused.

“Well, they don’t kill the person. If they get shot, then they fall in love. Something like that.” Shippo supplied, shrugging. “I asked her why she didn’t stop them with her powers. She’s a good archer too, and if it’s a demon, then she could probably purify them.”

“What did she say?”

“She said he’s not a demon, but a god. Cupid is his name, and she hasn’t seen him in action. He causes people to fall in love with the strike of his arrow. They don’t actually die from it.”

“Oh.” Rin plucked at the petals absentmindedly, her brows furrowing. “But what does this Cupid-god have to do with flowers?”

“Cupid doesn’t actually exist anymore, or at least he hasn’t shown up in a very very long time since he’s a god. He probably got busy with god-things so he doesn’t fly down.” Shippo replied, picking up the fallen crimson petals. “But Kagome did say that humans have kept the tradition alive over the years and instead of shooting love arrows, they give flowers instead. If someone admires another, then they give flowers to let that other person know. Sometimes they give flowers in secret, sometimes the person giving it comes forward about it and confesses their feelings. Either way, the one receiving the flowers feels happy that someone out there likes them and thinks highly of them.”

“Ah! Like a secret admirer!” Rin giggled. “That’s so cute!”

“Guess so. Kagome said love comes in all forms though. It doesn’t always have to be romantic. It could be for friendship too.”

Rin pondered for a moment, before taking two stems from her bouquet and handing it to Shippo. “Since you says it’s also for friendship, here you go.”

The auburn-haired kitsune blinked once, and then twice more before a smile blossomed on his reddening cheeks. “For me?”

“Yes, silly!” Rin chuckled. “You’re my friend, so here’s a friendship flower for you!”

“But there’s two.”

“Give the other one to Kagome-sama for me, since I admire her and I think highly of her.” Rin flashed him a toothy grin. “I hope one day I can be as brave and strong like her when I grow up.”

Shippo took the proffered flowers from her tiny hands. “Thanks, Rin-chan!”

He rearranged his bouquet and plucked a winter peony from the arrangement. “Here’s one for you too!”

“Thank you, Shippo-kun! Does this mean I’m your friend?”

Shippo nodded. “Yup! And I think you’ll be kind and brave and strong when you grow up too, just like Kagome!”

The young girl beamed at the compliment and his gift. A rumble nearby caused her to turn her head to the story clouds that loomed over them.

“I have to go now, looks like it’s gonna rain soon." Rin pouted. "I’ll ask Sesshomaru-sama about Valentine’s Day later. Maybe he knows about it.”

“I better go, too. Kagome’s going back home tonight. I have to get these to her before she leaves.” Shippo said, looking at the darkening horizon. “It was good seeing you again, Rin-chan!”

The two children bid each other farewell before walking in opposite directions—their hands and hearts full at their pleasant exchange.

Unbeknownst to his ward and the miko’s kitsune, Sesshomaru heard every word of their conversation. Scoffing at the information he overheard, he swiftly moved from his perch in the shadows and walked in the direction of the Bone-Eater’s Well.

On his trek to the well, the silver-haired demon stopped by a large camellia bush, remembering the kit’s words from earlier. Using his razor-sharp claws, Sesshomaru neatly sliced a few blossomed stems off and tied the bunch with a strip of his obi. He inspected the bouquet once more before securing it in his sleeve for safekeeping.

‘The kitsune better be right about this trivial human tradition’, he mused.

[nonsensicalsoliloquy]

WIP Folder Game

RULES: post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! and then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

thank you for the tag, @dragonflies-draw-flame!! ^-^

sooo, i have over fifty+ WIPs. giving every name is just..absurdly not possible XD instead i'll do five more recently touched/fleshed out wips for each of the two fandoms i write for!

KYLUX

Kylux AU—Alien Kylo and Broodmare Hux

Kylux AU—Armitage and Demon God Kylo

Kylux AU—Alpha Smuggler Kylo and Omega Slave Hux

Kylux AU—Abducted Hux and Kylo

Kylux AU—Birthday Boy Hux and Park Employee Kylo

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SESSKAG

SessKag AU—Prince Sesshoumaru and Mer Kagome

SessKag FanFic--The Mark

SessKag FanFic--The Deal

SessKag FanFic--Blackbird

SessKag FanFic--Only Temporary

tagging a few who've touched one of the two fandoms (no pressure at all; doesn't have to be from either fandom either, of course!): @onewhositswiththeturtles @solohux @kyluxtrashpit @cakeit0n @chierafied

[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.

[aikoiya]

I was tagged by @kaezer!

So, I'm apparently supposed to tag 9 people that I want to know better?

3 Ships: It'd be easier to ask me what I don't ship, honestly. Let's see... DekuRaka, Anger Management (Jazz Fenton x Jason Todd), & SessKag.

1st Ever Ship: Good God, that was a long ass time ago! It was either Pokeshipping (WE WILL NEVER DIE!!), Amethyst Ocean (Danny & Sam from Danny Phantom), or Golisa (Goliath & Elisa from Gargoyles).

Last Song: I think it was "Baby, It's Cold Outside" by Idina Menzel & Micheal Buble?

Last Movie: Scrooge: A Christmas Carol per recommendation.

Currently Reading: Heavens, SEVERAL DPxDC crossovers. Particularly with Anger Management.

Currently Watching: My Hero Academia & want to rewatch Danny Phantom, Gargoyles, Teen Titans, & Static Shock when I get back around to it. My mom & I tend to binge watch shows together & right now, we're waiting for the next seasons of Manifest, the Blacklist, & several others that I can't think of off the top of my head. I'm currently watching Ms. Scarlet and the Duke right this instant with her too & I've been thinking about watching Wednesday with her as well. I also wanna watch The Santa Clauses, but I refuse to give Disney any more money than I can help it until after they've stopped trying to groom kids & begin to make movies without the agenda, so I'm waiting for someone to react to it on YouTube so I can watch it that way.

Currently Consuming: Nothing right now, but I'm about currently myself a cheese, chicken, & mayo melt & I did recently finish a Caramel Brulee Late from Starbucks.

Currently Craving: Itching to make more art, but I had been doing so not too long ago & I need to take a break.

I tag:

@gale-gentlepenguin

@dannyphantom-justiceleauge

@dp-marvel94

@prophetic-hijinks

@wrightfamilyagency

@amethystocean-adr

@krossan

@zoe-oneesama

@nobodyfamousposts

[mama-ino]

Prompt: Percussion

Look, one toad is enough

[pbtarte]

Oh god they saw it fuck me fuck! Oh Lordy.

When your ship god likes a post of a f-art you did. I’m died.

[mrfeenysmustache]

The Moon Turns the Tide

Chapter 8

For @crescent-dreams sesskag fest day 8- free day!

Summary: After a stroke of bad fortune, Kagome’s life is uprooted. She is moved into an unfamiliar community where she expects life will be very different- and much more miserable- than she’d hoped. But luck, as she’s learned, can turn on a dime.

Also read on: AO3

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She was kept in her room all day to bathe in scented water, have her skin rubbed with perfumed oil, have her hair painstakingly brushed and sculpted, and her expensive dress and all its accessories carefully and methodically put on, fluffed up, smoothed out, and she wasn’t allowed to move a muscle until every single fold and seam were laid exactly how they were supposed to be, and Lady Akamine had given her seal of approval.

“Perfect. You look just perfect! Exactly like I envisioned. Better than I envisioned. Just one more thing.”

Walking to a box she’d placed on the dresser. She returned to Kagome’s side and lifted the hinged lid revealing a silver chain studded with small diamonds, holding up a deep, purple amethyst shaped like a crescent.

“No. No no no, I couldn’t possibly wear such an obvious necklace My Lady. It’s beautifulbut-“

“Did you know I’m also a member of the Lunar Clan, Kagome?”

“What?”

“Yes. My late mate, gods rest her soul, was a distant cousin of Sesshomaru and his Mother. She had that same beautiful moon on her brow, and the sweetest personality. You remind me of her very much, you know. We didn’t have any children, of course, and I admit I’ve developed a protective sort of fondness for you. I’m not asking you to wear this for Sesshomaru, my dear, I’m asking you to wear it for me, for my mate who never got to meet you. It was hers, and I know she would have loved you.”

Tears in her eyes, Kagome leaned forward and wrapped her arms around Lady Akamine’s shoulders.

“Of course I’ll wear it,” she whispered around the knot in her throat. “It’s beautiful. I’m so honored you’d let me wear it tonight.”

“I’m going to miss you young one. You must come back to see me! Tell whatever grumpy old man you marry that you have an aunty in the mountains who will be very cross and try to move in if you don’t come see her every so often. My door is permanently open to you.”

With a wet giggle, Kagome pulled away and wiped her eyes, then turned and allowed Lady Akamine to secure the necklace around her neck.

Turning again, Akamine straightened the pendant, and then smiled sweetly.

“There. You’re ready. And your mother and aunt should be ready in their new gowns, as well.”

“You’ve been so generous. I can never thank you enough.”

“Family is everything, little one. Distantly connected as we may be, I claimed you immediately. And I’ll always be your ally. Never forget it. Now, enough of this. It’s time to dance!”

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Lady Akamine wrapped Kagome’s arm around her own and ushered her all around the room, introducing her to every last guest, especially the rich, single ones.

“This is my new favorite pet Kagome, she is in want of a husband!”

She knew her cheeks would never recover from the horrible blush of embarrassment.

But she’d filled in many lines of her dance card, and after a quick stop at the banquet table to fill her gurgling stomach, she was swept off onto the dance floor.

The men of the mountains were far more pleasant than the ones in the city, and she would admit she was having a nice time.

It made her a little guilty how often her eyes roamed to find Sesshomaru in the crowd.

True to his words from dinner those nights ago, he never danced.

He stood solemnly near his father, who laughed and joked uproariously to anyone close enough to listen.

They were so starkly different, even if they looked alike, and she understood why his presence had caused Sesshomaru anxiety.

“Is everything alright, Miss?”

Her dancing partner asked when their dance came to an end and she still wasn’t looking at him.

“Yes! My apologies sir. This was my seventh dance in a row and I’m in need of refreshment. Please excuse me.”

With a polite curtsy, she hurried off in the direction of the banquet table again, making a small plate of hors de vors and a glass of the fancy punch that glittered with yokai magic.

She ate quickly but primly, needing something in her roiling stomach as her nerves began to frazzle unexpectedly.

She placed her hand over her racing heart and tried to place where her sudden anxieties had come from, and then she looked at the clock.

She frowned as she took note of just how much time had passed. No doubt Lady Akamine would keep the party going until morning, at least for the yokai guests, but as humans, Kagome and her mother and aunt would need to turn in in just a few short hours.

They had a long trip to make early the next day.

She bit her lip and her fingers found the beautiful moon pendant.

She was not ready to leave, not by a long shot, and not just because she hated living in the city.

Everything about this place and the people she’d grown close to felt like home, and it was so unfair she had to leave now.

A soft touch on her elbow startled her.

“Will you dance with me, Kagome?”

She gasped, and it took her mind several slow moments to catch up with what had just happened.

Sesshomaru getting her attention.

Sesshomaru asking her to dance.

Sesshomaru.

“Yes!” She said a little to loudly, but then she cleared her throat and tried again. “I mean, yes of course Sesshomaru! It just so happens my dance card is open again.”

He held out his hand, and with her heart in her throat she took it and followed him back to the dance floor as the musicians queued up another song.

This dance kept them close together, unlike many of the others that included switching partners or dancing in groups, and she tried not to think it felt like the perfect goodbye.

“You look lovely this evening.” He said in a low, slightly gravely tone that made the hair on her arms stand on end, his hands finding her back and pulling her close.

“Th-thank you.”

“And your necklace. I must say it looks particularly alluring.”

“Lady Akamine said it belonged to her mate, who was a member of the Lunar Clan.”

“Indeed. It was a gift to her from my mother. They were very good friends.”

“So much history for one piece of jewelry. It almost seems silly that it’s on me now.”

“Nonsense,” he said, spinning her wide and then pulling her back in. “It suits you.”

She was caught in his eyes like a bunny in a snare, trapped in molten gold as he twirled her around the floor, his great, solid strength a necessary anchor as she felt like she was barely tethered to her own body.

“I’m going to miss this place,” so said, looking for something, anything to say to cut the tension she felt building between them, an unexplainable feeling that sat heavy on her chest.

“You are still set to leave at first light?”

“I am, unfortunately.”

“Would you prefer to stay?”

“Oh yes. Leaving is the last thing I want to do.”

“Then don’t.” He said, stopping their turning and stepping, but not letting her go, holding her in place as the intensity in his eyes only grew.

“What?” She whispered, brows furrowing in confusion. “I… don’t really have a choice.”

“Then let me give you a choice. Marry me. Let me keep you in the mountains. With me.”

“Sesshomaru, I-“

“Barely know me, I know. But you said your greatest hope for a husband was someone kind, who you could enjoy talking with. Likewise, my hope for a wife is someone with whom I get along. I think we’ve met those criteria.”

“But… but you said yokai live so long with their partners… don’t you want to be in love?”

He pulled her even closer, lifting her hand to brush a soft kiss across her knuckles, nearly bringing her to her knees.

“Marry me, Kagome, and let us learn of love together.”

He released her and stepped back, slowly lowering to one knee before taking her hand again.

“Marry me.”

Her face crumpled, tears of disbelief, excitement and sheer relief pouring down her face as she nodded in agreement.

And in a flash of a moment he stood and swept her up, spinning her around in victorious circles as the rest in attendance clapped in celebration.

“Yes!!!! Lady Akamine shouted, “I knew it would happen!!! Cheers everyone! And I want that music loud and fast!”

“She’s going to be a nightmare about our wedding,” Kagome laughed as Sesshomaru turned her into another dance.

“She can do what she likes, as long as it pleases you.”

The dances raged on, and the wine flowed freely, and soon the sun crested the horizon.

Too sleepy to carry on, Sesshomaru escorted Kagome to her room and bid her goodnight with a sweet, soft kiss that would carry her gently into her dreams.

[radient-green]

Please, y’all, I just wanna enjoy my ship in peace.

I’m too old for this shit.