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The Way of The Sword (Chapter 3)

18+. 3.2k, half-sibling incest, age difference, explicit content, strenght kink, breathplay, submission, blowjobs, anal sex, anal fingering, gentle dom sesshoumaru. part 3/?. AO3 link part 1, part 2. Let me know if you want to be tagged!

The search for Naraku might be over, but Inuyasha hasn't escaped his past. He drags it around like a ball and chain. Then he crosses paths with his half-brother again, and learns how to let go.

In which Inuyasha and Sesshoumaru go training together, and reach an arrangement of sorts.

Winter had come. The sky was a deep, velvety black, dotted with stars like a swarm of fireflies. A gentle breeze rustled through the sleeping forest, carrying with it the scent of pine and cedar. Inuyasha didn’t mind the cold. He found the crisp and cool air a refreshing contrast to the warmth of the day. It had its disadvantages, though. He had never gotten used to the feeling of icy snow between his toes, for instance.

Inuyasha stirred the fire, then tied his haori tighter around himself. His fire rat robe made for good insulation, at least. He had set camp in a secluded clearing by the mountains, difficult to reach by foot for most. The shadows of the trees stretched out around him, creating strange figures in the dark. The air was filled with the scent of fire and burnt wood.

Although there were violent spirits roaming the vicinities, Inuyasha paid them little mind. They rarely dared to approach him these days. It only took a sniff for them to realize that messing with him could cost them dearly.

Never got to catch a break before now, ever, he thought, somewhat bitterly, and it's just cause' I reek of Daiyoukai all the time, go figure.

Inuyasha was nervous. His cuticles hurt from all the time he had spent picking at his claws in the last few hours. He had agreed to meet his brother by this clearing. They had talked about what would happen tonight, although not extensively. When letting his desires be known, Sesshoumaru had been subtle and unnecessarily sophisticated in his wording. It had been easy enough for Inuyasha to understand what he meant, though.

He knew, of course, that there was nothing strange about the request. They had taken things slow from the start though, and Inuyasha was finding it increasingly difficult to break the habit.

His relationship with Sesshoumaru was confusing. The way they talked and behaved around each other was contradictory in many ways, which made matters worse. While they’d been nothing but strangers a few years prior, his brother now held multiple roles in his life and they seemed to be constantly morphing and overlapping. At times, Inuyasha was not sure where he was standing. He found it difficult to tell what they were to each other.

In the most practical terms, Sesshoumaru was his mentor. Their arrangement was unconventional for multiple reasons, though. His brother didn’t treat him as though he were a lackey. He’d asked for neither loyalty oaths nor acts of subservience - even defiance seemed to be a matter of little relevance to him, as long as Inuyasha was charming enough about it. The nature of their arrangement was clear, though.

Inuyasha often wondered whether Sesshoumaru thought of him as an equal or not.

There was also the matter of their relation. Inuyasha knew that what they were doing was not abnormal among Daiyoukai. Many noble families saw consanguine marriage as a standard practice to maintain their bloodline pure. Once Sesshoumaru mentioned in passing that his parents had been cousins, so Inuyasha figured their clan was no exception. Humans were not as accepting in that regard, though. It was one of the reasons why he’d made a point not to tell any of his friends about their arrangement.

Inuyasha himself wasn’t sure what to think of it. Sesshoumaru had not been around while he was growing up, and for the longest time, they hadn’t even thought of each other as family. Back then, it had been fairly easy to ignore the fact that they were related. That was no longer the case. Whenever he got his ears pulled for talking back or was scolded for not trying hard enough during training, Inuyasha felt very aware of the fact that Sesshoumaru was his older brother.

Mother would be horrified, he thought once, then proceeded to smack himself on the forearm with Tessaiga’s sheath.

Whenever they met late at night, all talk of training and sword practice forgotten, Sesshoumaru donned yet another face. It was then that his eyes would grow soft and his pupils wide. His hands, which were firm and callous during the day, would turn warm and curious. He was not what Inuyasha had been expecting. At the same time, he could not picture him being any other way. Gentleness was not a word he would have ever associated with his half-brother, in the past.

Was Sesshoumaru his mentor or his sibling? Where they lovers? Was this feeling slowly festering inside him attraction, camaraderie, or something else? It was too much for Inuyasha to handle sometimes.

At last, the time arrived. The air hung heavy and still, like a thick blanket that clung to the skin and prickled the senses. A promise of rain to come. Inuyasha took in the scent of ozone and damp earth. In the distance, the silhouette of a two-headed dragon appeared, enveloped by blue, simmering flames. Sesshoumaru was punctual, as usual. His silvery hair billowed in the breeze, its glow only matched by the scales of his reptile servant, glimmering in the fading light. Behind him, the moon was a pale silver crescent.

Inuyasha observed him from the ground. Sometimes, as he gazed upon his brother, he was reminded of the fairytales his mother used to read to him when he was a child. Sesshoumaru was a higher spirit, after all. As unusually fond as he was of his earthly vessel, he belonged to a different plane. One that neither Inuyasha nor other lesser youkai would ever be able to walk. It stung a little. He didn’t like to be reminded of how different he was from his brother.

As Sesshoumaru dismounted, Inuyasha kept his distance. He did not much care for his riding beast. While one of Ah-Un’s heads seemed to be awfully fond of him, the other one never missed a chance to growl and nip at him. Sesshoumaru had explained once that they were, physiologically, the same creature. Its vessel was inhabited by two souls, though. The mere concept of it was too abstract and strange for Inuyasha to grasp, though.

Sesshoumaru fed Ah-Un a treat, then send him flying back with a whistle. It was only then that Inuyasha approached. What followed was a dance they’d both mastered over time. The one where they engaged in banter and talked of trivial matters, pretending not to know where the night was heading. Then Inuyasha would bat his eyelashes and take his brother by the hand, leading him to lay on a bed, a futon, or on the grass behind some bushes. He didn’t mind making the first move, these days. Sesshoumaru was always easily persuaded.

��You’re very pensive tonight,” Sesshoumaru would say later, as he held Inuyasha by the fire. “How unlike you.”

“Yeah, it’s a theme with me,” Inuyasha replied. “I’m always nervous when some dude’s about to stick his dick in me.”

Sesshoumaru bit him hard on the neck. Inuyasha hissed in pain but made no move to retaliate. He’d been warned many times against speaking in such a manner when they were being intimate.

“You’re mean,” Inuyasha grumbled.

Sesshoumaru’s only reply was a non-committal hum.

His hands were warm, despite the weather. They made their way under Inuyasha’s haori and spread wide against his chest. Then they crawled up to explore the skin between his shoulder blades. For quite some time, Inuyasha had been self-conscious about his slender frame. No matter how much he worked out, it seemed impossible for him to fill out all the sharp angles that formed his body. He wondered sometimes if he could attribute that to being a hanyou, or if he was simply built that way. Sesshoumaru didn’t seem to mind, though.

Inuyasha leaned forward to kiss him. Sesshoumaru licked his lower lip slowly, then bit into it. Inuyasha made a pleased sound at the back of his throat. His hands were itching to uncover fair, creamy skin. He tugged at Sesshoumaru’s haori, then ran his hands over his wide shoulders; his toned chest; his narrow waist lined by mysterious, violet stripes. Sesshoumaru took him by the back of the head, deepening the kiss.

Inuyasha shifted on his brother’s lap. He could feel heat steadily building up inside him. Sesshoumaru pulled him lightly by the hair, then left a trail of love bites across his throat and jaw. Inuyasha groaned, tilting his head back. He liked this part. The quiet intimacy of it all. He let himself be moved, wrapping his legs around Sesshoumaru’s waist as he laid him down on the travel futon. Despite the cold, he felt warm all over.

“Yaknow, I’m still not sure about this,” he said, sending his brother a suspicious look. “What if you knock me up?”

Sesshoumaru arched an eyebrow at him, unimpressed.

“You’re not amusing, Inuyasha.”

“I’m hilarious.”

Inuyasha pressed his lips to Sesshoumaru’s throat. He sucked gently at his pulse point, then felt heat spread in his belly as his brother let out a shaky breath. He never knew he could have this effect on others. In the past, the satisfaction of his lovers had been circumstantial rather than intentional. The feeling had been mutual, for the most part. He wanted Sesshoumaru to enjoy himself, though. Inuyasha liked hearing him panting his name in a ragged voice. He liked seeing his eyes get glazed over with lust, and the pink glow that washed over his face right before orgasm.

Sesshoumaru took him by the neck, pinning him down. He wasn’t faced by the action. Inuyasha was slowly becoming familiar with his little eccentricities in bed. There was a hand pressing on his throat, just hard enough to render him immobile. The other one was trailing down his torso. Inuyasha inhaled deeply as Sesshoumaru took a hold of his cock, rubbing it through the fabric of his hakama.

“I always knew you were kinda kinky, yaknow?”

“Oh?”

“Yeah, it was the outfit,” Inuyasha said. Sesshoumaru dug his palm harder into his groin, making him tilt his head back. “It- ah, it leaves an impression.”

“How embarrassing,” Sesshoumaru replied. “I thought I was good at concealing it.”

“No way, man.” Inuyasha took a deep breath, trying to clear his head. Sesshoumaru made it very hard to keep up with the conversation, sometimes. “Your domination kink can be seen from miles away.”

Sesshoumaru squeezed his neck just a little bit harder, then started untying the straps of his hakama.

“You ought not to complain, then,” he said, pulling out Inuyasha’s hard member. He circled the head with his thumb, pulling the foreskin down. “You knew what you were getting into.”

“No, no,” Inuyasha said, biting into his lip. “I ain’t complaining.”

Sesshoumaru pulled down his hakama the rest of the way, then knelt between Inuyasha’s legs. He pushed them further apart, then sucked on the tender skin of his inner thigh. Inuyasha closed his eyes, running a hand through his hair. Sesshoumaru took his time, leaving a map of hickeys in his wake. Inuyasha giggled as he felt hands grabbing onto his buttocks. Dimly, he became aware of Sesshoumaru’s warm breath lingering on his member.

“Y-you don’t gotta do that, yaknow,” he gasped.

Sesshoumaru looked at him strangely.

“I certainly don’t have to.”

The tip of a tongue flicked against the underside of Inuyasha’s cock. Sesshoumaru closed his lips around him, sinking down. Inuyasha tilted his head back, struggling not to move. Sesshoumaru bubbled his head up and down his shaft, moving his fist in sync. Then he paused at the tip and sucked on it delicately. Inuyasha felt in a daze. He pushed a few errant strands of hair out of Sesshoumaru’s eyes. It was remarkable. Even while going down on him, he still managed to look graceful.

“Your ears go down when I do this,” Sesshoumaru said, and his eyes were wide and unusually dark. “How… interesting.”

“Khe, good save. I know what you were gonna say,” Inuyasha replied. Sesshoumaru squeezed his balls lightly, then licked a long line from the base of his cock to the head. Inuyasha moaned, opening his legs wider. “I know, the ears are cute as fuck. You’re not- ah, you’re not the first one to notice.”

Sesshoumaru stopped, then reached into his saddlebag. He produced a small vial that was translucent and had a dark golden tint. Inuyasha sniffed the air. It was clove oil. Sesshoumaru poured the substance over his fingers, then rubbed at the stretch of skin just below his balls. When he stroked just an inch lower, Inuyasha’s legs shook. He let out a high, pitiful sound.

“I- sorry,” he said, panting heavily. “It’s just… it’s been a while.”

Instead of replying, Sesshoumaru slid one finger inside. Inuyasha’s toes curled. It occurred to him that he shouldn’t be sweating as much, considering the weather. He licked his dry lips, very aware of the digit slowly moving in and out of him. Sesshoumaru was staring. Inuyasha struggled to maintain his gaze. It was hard not to be self-conscious about the whole thing, under such scrutiny.

“What?” Inuyasha snapped.

Sesshoumaru tilted his head to the side, then hummed to himself. He arched his finger, making Inuyasha gasp. It took him a moment to realize that his brother was not looking at his face, but rather somewhere above his head.

“I’m doing the thing with the ears again, is that it?”

“Perhaps.”

Sesshoumaru didn’t look apologetic in the slightest. Inuyasha was almost offended.

“You’re such a fetishist.”

“I am not,” Sesshoumaru replied primly. “I’m just fond of them.”

Inuyasha glared down at him. Sesshoumaru leaned forward to plant a kiss on his mouth, then added a second finger. It was hard to stay cross with him, after that. Sesshoumaru had large, elegant hands. He’d trimmed his claws for the occasion, which was thoughtful. In the past, Inuyasha had avoided penetrative sex whenever possible. He’d always found the set of necessary yet awkward preparations to be too much of a hassle. This was nice, though.

When he was ready, he turned to lie on his stomach. Sesshoumaru straddled him and spread his buttocks apart, pouring a bit more lube on him. Inuyasha shivered, not at all used to feeling so exposed. He wasn’t sure why he was so nervous. He knew Sesshoumaru was not going to hurt him on purpose. Although he was certainly more dominant in bed than any of his previous partners, pain wasn’t really his thing. At least, not in Inuyasha’s experience. His uneasiness persisted, though.

“I've thought of this for a while,” Sesshoumaru said.

He was pressing the head of his cock against Inuyasha’s ass, not quite breaching him. Inuyasha could feel his face heating up. He never knew how to react, when Sesshoumaru started speaking like that.

“Oh, yeah?” he said. “You think of my ass a lot?”

Inuyasha felt a sharp, stinging pain across one of his buttocks. It took him a moment to realize that Sesshoumaru had spanked him. He actually gasped.

“No way you did that, man!” he said, turning around to glare at his brother. “You’re mean and rude.”

“Not at all,” Sesshoumaru replied. “I’ve warned you, repeatedly.”

His brother chose that moment to press forward. A betraying moan distorted Inuyasha's comeback beyond comprehension. For a moment, he was aware of nothing but Sesshoumaru’s heavy breathing and the warm, surprisingly large intrusion moving inside him. His body’s first reaction was to fight it. Inuyasha went through the slow, difficult process of loosening his muscles. It had been a long time. Once he was seated fully inside him, Sesshoumaru made a low, pleased sound.

It was all very easy, after that. Sesshoumaru’s pace was hard yet measured. There was a sharp edge to it all. Pleasured seemed to cut through Inuyasha like a knife. Sesshoumaru took him by the hair and pulled at it, but he didn’t mind. The roughness of it was oddly appealing. Inuyasha arched his back, rising his hips in the air. Sesshoumaru put his arms around him, pressing him against his chest as he moved.

Inuyasha closed his eyes, enjoying the feeling of Sesshoumaru’s hands raking through his body. There were cold lips tracing the freckles across his shoulders. Beside them, the fire was burning brightly. Inuyasha stared into the flames as their pace slowly increased. Sesshoumaru’s familiar scent was all around him, clouding his senses. Inuyasha knew that he would be smelling of him for weeks to come, and tried not to think too hard about how pleased that made him feel.

Sesshoumaru cupped his balls in his palm then, squeezing them softly. Inuyasha made a strangled sound, unconsciously clenching around him.

“Ah, Inuyasha,” Sesshoumaru whispered in his ear. “You like that?”

He started moving his hand up and down Inuyasha’s cock, never stopping his thrusting. Inuyasha felt like he was melting.

“You ask me if I like that, damn,” he replied, shivering. “Say my name again?”

Sesshoumaru chuckled, then licked a stripe along Inuyasha’s cheek. He complied, though. In these private, quiet moments he could be surprisingly amenable. Inuyasha liked that. No one had ever doted on him before. He could tell, without looking down, that he was leaking profusely over his brother’s hand. Sesshoumaru was panting at his ear, whispering tender words. His pace was steadily increasing.

Suddenly, he stopped. Inuyasha could feel heat spreading inside him. Sesshoumaru took a moment, breathing heavily above him. Then he put his hand around Inuyasha’s member again and slowly led him to orgasm. Inuyasha’s legs were shaking. Sesshoumaru’s long hair had fallen all around him, mingling with his own. Even by the light of the fire, the strands were indistinguishable from one another. Warmth enveloped Inuyasha when he noticed.

Sesshoumaru pulled out of him. Inuyasha trembled as he felt something warm sliding down his thighs. He would have to go to the river to wash himself in the morning, and he was not looking forward to it. He turned to lay on his back. Sesshoumaru looked tired. His usually well-groomed hair was in a disarray and his eyes were drowsy. At times like this, he almost seemed mortal.

Inuyasha retrieved his haori to wrap it around his brother's shoulders, then pulled him down. Sesshoumaru took a glimpse at the garment, frowning. He didn’t push Inuyasha away, though. Instead, he put his arms around him, getting comfortable on the futon. There was that softness around his eyes again. Inuyasha frowned as he felt something warm wrapping itself around his feet. He looked down. It was his brother’s mokomoko.

“Barefoot, even in this cold,” Sesshoumaru chided. His voice was fond, though. “What am I to do with you?”

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inukag-archive · 1 year

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Do you have any suggestions for good fairytale inspired or fairytale retelling inukag fanfics? Or any royalty au inukag fics? 🤩

Hello anon! Since we already have some rec lists that heavily feature Inuyasha and/or Kagome as royalty (Arranged Marriage, NSFW Royalty/Rich People AUs, Early Feudal Marriage, as well as several lists in the works!), we decided to focus on the fairytale retelling aspect of your ask. All of the following fics were inspired by, or are adaptations of, fairytales. We also have a separate list just for InuKag stories inspired by Beauty and the Beast. Enjoy! ✨

The Dog Prince by DemonGirl-Setsuna (T)

The handsome Prince InuYasha and the strongwilled Princess Kagome are made for eachother, but they don't realize it until the enchantress Kikyo turn InuYasha into a dog! By day InuYasha wanders around the lake as a dog, and by the moonlight he turns into

Dog Skin by sublimetrickster (M)

Kagome loves her father, King Naraku. Unfortunately, he starts loving her in the wrong way and disguised, she escapes. A kindhearted hanyou prince rescues her, but can he protect her from the darkness that pursues her? A Grimm Fairytale.

Frozen Heart by kongosoha (T)

Inuyasha and Kagome grew up together in a small village. After Inuyasha disappears during a blizzard, Kagome decides to leave on a journey to find him. Her resolve will be tested at each turn of the way. Based on The Snow Queen fairytale by Hans Christian Andersen.

Can I Keep You by Edward’sTrueAngel (T)

Kagome is a young princess and InuYasha is a young prince who have been betrothed since they were babies, but there’s just one problem with the arranged marriage. . .They hate each other. But what happens when they meet again years later and fall in love?

Thousandfurs by RosieB (M)

Based on the little known Grimm fairytale. Princess Kagome is forced from her home and into the demon territories. Will Prince Inuyasha ever figure out who his new servant is?

Heartsong by DeletedAccountNotChangingMind (T)

The War had consumed the people for many years the War of humans and Demons Kagome heir to the human throne needs to marry Inuyasha king to the demon her mother doesn't approve but her people need the peace now they must fight for it to keep it

The One Who Speaks My Name by @fawn-eyed-girl, @neutronstarchild, & @ruddcatha (T)

Kagome never thought it would come to this. Her parents were now gone and the peach orchard that had been in her family for generations was dying. She had no other choice, so she sought out the hanyō of the mountain, ready to bargain for a wish and pay any price he demanded. When she finally finds him, Inuyasha is not prepared for the purity of the wish, or that she has no desire to free herself of the wish’s price by accurately guessing his name. Is Kagome Higurashi the one destined to break his curse?

Black as Night, White as Snow by L.M. Avalon (T)

Snow White parody: Kagome is fleeing the wrath, and slight insanity, of her elder stepsister. With a not-so-charming prince and the magical keeper of an enchanted mirror after her as well, can she stay hidden?

Open Your Eyes by Sleep Walking Chicken (T)

All of Kagome's dreams have come true. She's met her Prince Charming and she can live happily ever after. Yet, her happily ever after doesn't seem to be coming fast enough, and everything seems to be going downhill.

Enchanted Sleep by Silvanon of the Orchard (T)

Inuyasha is betrothed to a cursed princess, but no one knows where she is. Kagome is just a simple peasant girl trying to make her way in the worldor is she? It's Sleeping Beauty with an Inuyasha twist!

Snow White and the Seven ‘Dwarfs’ Sort of by Penthesileia (M)

“Mirror, Mirror, whose the woman that Inuyasha wants instead of me?” Princess Kagome is about to find out not everything is as it appears, the dead don't stay that way, and maybe happy ever afters's do exist. Based on Snow White...sort of.

The Price of a Wish by @lazy8blog (T)

When a daiyoukai showed up at Kagome's village and demanded she do the impossible, against all odds, she somehow managed to do it anyway... but at what price?

Into the Woods by @mamabearcat (E)

When Kagome goes to visit her ill grandfather at his isolated mountain shrine in the woods, she didn't know she would be facing an ancient evil, or uncovering a shared destiny with a grumpy inuhanyou woodsman that would change everthing. Modern InuKag AU very loosely based on Little Red Riding Hood. Rated E for slight horror, swearing, and full on first-time smexiness. Complete with amazing art by @clearwillow

The Glass Mask by @heynikkiyousofine (M)

Inspired by Cinderella, can Kagome escape her life with her evil uncle and cousin?

It Will Come Back by @thornedraven (E)

"She went to bed, unaware of her missing cloak. Ignorant, of the clawed hand that had picked it up from its fall off the path. “You know better, darlin’.” A fanged grin flashed in the night."

A one shot inspired by Hozier's song "It Will Come Back". Slight Little Red Riding Hood inspiration as well. Darker themed Little Red Riding Hood, and much more adult themed.

Red Riding Hood by BeeBeePink (M)

It's never safe for a girl to travel into the woods alone, especially when you're everything the big bad wolf could want. Kagome makes that mistake, and it's one that could possibly haunt her for the rest of her life.

Cinderella by @lavendertwilight89 (E)

Kikyo and Kagome were orphaned at a young age, leaving them to be taken care by their evil aunt. Kikyo became a pop-star to take care of herself and Kagome. Now, Kikyo is tired of duty and begs Kagome to take her place, including being Inuyasha's girlfriend. Is Kagome up to the test?

Under the Sakura Tree by @fawn-eyed-girl (E)

Inuyasha and Kagome are childhood friends turned sweethearts. On the eve of Inuyasha's prospective proposal, he is taken away by the Soul Queen, Kikyo, who desires a Shikon no Tama shard that he has in his possession. When Kagome realizes that Inuyasha has been kidnapped, she sets out on a quest that takes her across Japan to find her lost love. Will she be able to find him before he is lost to her forever?

An adaptation of Hans Christian Andersen's The Snow Queen, and featuring commissioned art by the radiant @nartistadigital!

The Little Human by Silken Ink (M)

She is willing to break all the rules, leave everything behind, even give up her own voice...and maybe her very soul... for the freedom to be herself, to see beyond the walls of her tiny world, and to choose to stand by the side of the one she loves. Will Kagome find love and life, or will she fail and be consumed?

Green Cloaks and Silver Hair by @neutronstarchild (T)

“Grandma!” Kagome woke up in a cold sweat. Her grandma had called out to her in her dreams, to come, to hurry. A man with silver hair and golden eyes and blood red robes was there, for good or for ill Kagome could not tell. But she had to go, so she threw on her green cloak and she grabbed her basket to make her way through the woods, unaware that another was following her from the treetops. The reason, she would come to understand, that her grandmother had called for her to come. (An adaptation of Little Red Riding Hood into the Inuyashaverse)

#inukag archive #inukag fanfic #fairytales #fairytale adaptations

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whirling-fangs · 3 months

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" it would seem like i have the upper hand now. " - [ IY!AU.... ]

PROMPTS FOR PLAYFUL AFFECTION // accepting!!

A choked chuckle escaped the hanyou's lips. He squinted at the index finger that gently poked into his forehead, the sharp blue claw hardly pressing into his skin at all.

Heavy breaths struggled to find the way out of his throat. He was absolutely winded, when the old youkai who peered down at him hardly looked fazed at all. Long white locks of hair came brushing the young one's face, almost mockingly, as if begging him to give them a sharp tug and resume their little fight.

A feat that might just be out of Inosuke's reach.

"Hah... you're not too shabby, for an old man." Inosuke laughed, or rather coughed. "Almost got me feeling... tired..."

It was quite the understatement. While Inosuke sported no wound, his energy had been drained to the bare minimum. He had put everything into their spar, after all, and he had expected Muzan to do the same... but he underestimated the vast difference in their respective stamina. Punch after punch, dodge after dodge, he could feel the gap spreading between their feet, imperceptibly closer with each time they fought.

"How come you still got that much energy... even though you're old as fuck? Or do you actually get more energy... the older you get?"

He had seen many a creature age and wither before. The beasts on his mountain aged exceptionally fast, when the young boar halfling hardly noticed the passage of time. Swine siblings would reach their adult size when Inosuke had barely grown a few inches. Rodents, rabbits, even the deer and the wolves would come to pass within a few snow seasons... but Inosuke had a feeling that Muzan didn't quite play by the same rules.

He was a Daiyoukai, after all. The greatest of all.

Inosuke gathered the remnants of his strength, so he could lift a closed fist towards Muzan's face. His knuckle came to sink into the other's cheek, pushing until Inosuke could feel the fangs underneath, before it came crashing by his side once again.

"... alright. You win this round. But next time, I'll get you! I'll eat a huge meal... I'll train suuuuuper hard... and I'll defeat you, neko-jiji! Just you wait!"

It would only be the 42nd time he made that promise. 43rd time's the charm, right?

#greatcruelty #[[rolls on the floor!!!!!!!!! i love them so much♥♥♥]]#passing the torch / Inuyasha AU

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fluffyinupapa · 2 years

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'Always'

"Mm..."

Feared by many and revered by all lesser and greater demons in his prime, nothing has prepared the Touga of what has transpired over the course of weeks, nearing a month. A hefty sum of lonesome mornings, unpredictable flares of seemingly unnecessary aggression that has led him to believe that his charms have faltered, and a feast that has become the norm.

Before him was a stretch of food in all possible variation the palace kitchen could muster. An endless barrage of help came through doors with even more assortment of edibles in hopes of appeasing his wife.

His wife, known for her exuberant grace, beauty, and perfection, has been stuffing herself at a mild distance from where he sat.

The elder demon couldn't help but gawk at her noticeable change; both her scent and her figure has relatively r e f i n e d.

"Darling?" Mused the elder daiyoukai, scratching his cheek lightly as he watched the help scurry away in fright after having the dish he had brought be viciously rejected.

"Uh... How's the... How's the venison?" Small talk with her was never a thing they shared. They were either sharp and deathly cold or were soft and excessively intimate.

Today must indeed be a peculiar day. @etherealferocity

#small talk is just a gateway for smexxy time #i kid i kid #fight me mama #i will still love you and your tantrumssssssssssssss

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mythicamagic · 3 years

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Oh! Oh! “sorry, is that supposed to impress me?” Or “i fucking love you” “hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober”. Whichever you prefer! 💛💛💛

Thanks! I’ll go for;

“I fucking love you” “hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober”

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Five hundred years was a long time. There were some mortals he could forget within the hour- within the very minute of meeting them and saying farewell. Few were as enduring in his memory as Kagome Higurashi.

So when they reconnected that random, fateful day in Tokyo- when she looked at him and yearned for all the things Time had denied her- Sesshoumaru had spoken her name with clarity, certainty.

"Kagome."

She'd broken into a tearful smile.

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He knew she mourned. She longed for the Bone Eater's Well to open and reunite her with her friends. Inuyasha.

But the well remained shut. It would always be shut- for she'd never returned to the past as far as he could recall.

Sesshoumaru exhausted every story he knew about the past. He told her of Inuyasha's marriage, and her friend's accomplishments. Slowly, that fragile thing inside her partially healed, mended by imagination- by the knowledge that they'd lived happy lives.

After recounting such tales, Sesshoumaru had figured they'd grow bored of each other. The newness- the novelty of reconnecting would wear off.

But it didn't.

She was pleasant company to be around. Charming, quick-witted, occasionally sharp-tongued, teasing and angry. He liked that side of her too- for it made his blood sing, recalling distant battle cries and sacred arrows.

So while he usually had little patience for foolish mortals, he picked up his phone that night when she called- despite knowing she’d been invited on a night out with her college friends, and that usually resulted in one thing;

“Noooo I’m TELLING you, Seshh-ou-maruuu!” she slurred down the line. “I’m not even drunk! I can walk in a straight line- watch!”

There was a notable pause as he assumed she’d performed a demonstration he couldn’t see from the luxury of his penthouse.

Kagome made a few grunts of effort. “Mkay, well I almost made it- and that counts!”

Sesshoumaru’s lips twitched, adjusting the phone against his ear as he took a seat. “Very impressive. Do you need me to pick you up?”

“Noooo!” she whined down the line. “I can walk home just fine by myself- hehe. I just showed you my mad walking skills.”

“So you did,” he gravely acknowledged, loosening his tie and opening his shirt collar with a slight smile. He could hear her progress- heels clicking, occasionally dragging. He stayed on the phone with her for a long while, talking about nothing in particular. It made her feel safe, speaking to him. Or at least, she’d told him that once.

Sesshoumaru’s ear twitched upon detecting the jangling of keys as she wrestled with her apartment door. “I take it you are home safe.”

“Yup~ it’s all good!”

“Remember to hydrate yourself with water before you pass out, miko,” he drawled, leaning his head against the back of his armchair.

“Mkay,” a breathy giggle fanned into his hearing. Sesshoumaru’s lashes fell half-shut. He expected she’d collapse onto her bed soon. Sure enough, there was a heavy ‘thump!’ noise from the other end of the phone. As suspected, a sleepy exhale reached him through the receiver.

Sesshoumaru figured he’d hang up in a moment-

“I fucking love you,” Kagome sighed.

The Daiyoukai stiffened. Logic and propriety briefly fell away, and for just a moment his heart thundered, warmth touching his chest. But then it was swiftly soured by the bitter tang of their circumstances. He smirked jadedly, “oh really?”

“Mhm, like a lot,” she drawled, voice slightly muffled by her pillow. “I want- I want to hold you. Touch your stupid, pretty hair. Bite your cute butt…”

“Excuse me?”

“I said I wanna lick you!” she slurred.

Sesshoumaru made a sound between a laugh and a cough, stifling it behind his hand. “As do many others. I do not begrudge you for that. But such things do not mean you love me, miko.”

“Wanna...wake up with you. Every day. Stupid, dumb demon,” her voice wobbled. “Why don’t you believe me?”

Sensing genuine distress in her tone, pale fingers tightened around the phone. “Hang up, and tell me this when you’re sober,” he said softly. “Perhaps then, I might.”

Silence.

Sesshoumaru’s hearing strained, only to pick up the faint sounds of Kagome’s breathing, having fallen asleep.

Lowering the phone, Sesshoumaru closed his eyes and hung up. “You foolish woman,” he uttered, a long-fingered hand passing over his weary face. She’d forget everything she’d said by tomorrow. The usual story whenever she indulged in a drink.

“You... cruel woman.”

Continuation - here

#Sesskag #sesshomaru x kagome #Sesshoumaru #Kagome Higurashi

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FAW Favourite Completed Fics Masterlist

Here are the completed fan fics that were submitted to us for day 1 of SessKag Fandom Appreciaton Week 2019!

Lord Charming by forthright

Rating: T

Summary: CU. More than Sesshoumaru’s pride took a blow when he lost his arm. He’s in a delicate position… and desperate enough to seek the advice of a self-proclaimed expert. A clumsy romantic adventure told in 100-word snippets.

Why @animehusbandno1 recs it: BEST Sesshoumaru characterization ever! In fact all characters are incredibly well written and I love the insights into the Youkai court of Sesshoumaru’s mother. It’s an epic tale of 800 chapters with 100 words each and every single one is a gem. If you haven’t read it yet, I beg of you go and READ IT PLEASE! I’ve lost count how many times I’ve reread it over the years and it’s the one fic that made me fall so hard for Sesskag that I shall never get out of it again.

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A Lesson in Love by Avi

Rating: K

Summary: Strength is not determined by what you are. Love can be both a strength and a weakness. A cold youkai lord gets a lesson in love from a big-hearted miko.

Why sesshomarupatrick recs it: This fan fiction is about our stoic, legal demon lord learning the definition of love from (soon-to-be) his priestess. This is a one-shot, but it’s a very lovely and touching fiction, so I really thought I’d recommend this fan fiction if the Awards were opened again!

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Tears of the Fallen by ShadowsWeaver1

Rating: T (on ff), R (on Sparks)

Summary: Kagome is saved by Sesshomaru. Unfortunately for the young miko, Sesshomaru’s version of chivalry includes having her impaled by Tenseiga and thrown down a mystic well. But that is only the first of our miko’s problems. SessKag

Why VS recs it:

This is the very first SessKag fic I have read and until now the fic I have reread the most! Kagome is travelling to different points in the past, meeting not only InuPapa but Sesshoumaru at different points in his life too. It is hard to find a good fic where Sesshoumaru doesn’t stay somewhat flat as a person. ShadowsWeaver1 did not only give Sesshoumaru an actual personality with many sides, but did so with Sesshoumaru at different ages too!!! And for that they have earned my respect and my love. A must read for any SessKag fan!

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Let Us Fall In Love by MissTeak

Rating: K+

Summary: Sesshoumaru has a hopeless crush on the woman who comes along with an alluring scent of Chanel’s Coco Mademoiselle, Manolo Blahnik’s 4” leopard sandals, white Chanel 2.55 and just about 50 secret admirers. What would a self-respecting CEO do when the human resource executive he wished to date happens to be Miss Popularity of Taisho Corporation? “Let us fall in love,” He wished to say

Why @cookieasylum recs it: I’m a sucker for Office AU’s, and this one was just too cute.

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Life After Loss by Chie

Rating: MA

Summary: The notion was utterly absurd. Kagome could not really imagine the regal daiyoukai mating anyone – let alone her! Only he would be so arrogant as to propose on the very day she had buried her mate.

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Unexpected Perspective by Azure

Rating: MA

Summary: An unusual injury inflicted by an extraordinary weapon leaves Sesshomaru and Kagome with a strange predicament. Now Kagome has to learn how to act like a proper taiyoukai and Sessshomaru has to learn how to be a miko!

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Tales from the House of Moon by Resmiranda

Rating: M (Can’t remember if NSFW so I’ll mark it as such, just in case.)

Summary: Kagome, now in college, discovers the tale of Sesshomaru and Rin. Grief can be a prison, but the bonds of love are not easily broken. What is the truth behind fairytales?

Why @stormielikeweather recs it: This Fic is one of the first SessKag fics I really fell in love with. At the time the concept was unique, and the story is written beautifully.

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Convivial by The Hatter Theory

Rating: T

Summary: On Halloween, Kagome decides to dress as her utter opposite. Of course, she never expected to run into him.

Why @teaandcrumpets recs it: Post-canon fic + slowwww burn. Some of the more emotional bits hurt my heart- like had me in actual physical pain- until they were resolved, that’s how good the writing is. Also I love the characterization of everyone, and the plot/romance feels very natural and realistic.

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Unstable Assassin by JoeRhys

Rating: M

Summary: They were at war and she fought for the highest bidder, demon or human. She was no saint. She was no savior. She was no hero. She was the Asa Shin Fujo. The assassin priestess. Her current benefactor wanted a certain Lord of the West dead. Unfortunately for them, they were unaware that their current killer for hire had a secret. A secret that made her lethal and a bit unstable.

Why VS recs it: In this one Sesshoumaru becomes Kagome’s light. She takes the role of the unstable, badass assassin. Warning: A somewhat happy ending. Absolute refreshing and yay to strong Kagome!

#sesskag faw 2019 #sesskag #sesskag faw day1 #fic recs #fan fiction #masterlists #fanfiction archive

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jafndaegur · 5 years

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Never Far Away - Chapter Nine

Dorian Grey

*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ* *✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ* *✭˚･ﾟ✧*･ﾟ*✭˚･ﾟ✧*

Seething in his seat, Sesshomaru’s fingers rapped against the armrest on the sofa in his living room. Irritation caused his brow to dip and furrow. The tips of his fingers drummed faster as his foot began to twitch. It positively ate at him the way the miko blamed him the other day. She couldn’t possibly know the betrayal that Inuyasha had shown him—albeit the hanyou had been controlled by the other lords, not his normal self. The goblin closed his eyes and sighed, trying to ignore the memories of crazed youkai eyes, and heavy white fangs grazing against parted lips. It had been such a strange look, something that he hadn’t seen in Inuyasha since the fight against Naraku.

Standing up, he figured it best to distract himself from such dark thoughts. He couldn’t change the past, so there was no point dwelling on what happened. Whisking past the doorway, he disappeared, sending himself to one place he could call a haven. The library.

One such as he had seen all the wonders the world had to offer in the five hundred years of his continued youthful existence. From the Ezo period with the fall of sengoku japan, all the way to the fall of the Holy Roman empire in Germany, to the newest elections in the Americas. Of course he viewed all these things with a grain of salt, merely spectating them for his own amusement. Yet still, the way authors took the tales into their own hands and spun them either perfectly or recklessly, it granted him some small piece of relief—one outside the worldly realm. At least through time he had stories to accompany his agelessness.

Walking past the security measures at the front of the library, Sesshomaru greeted the librarian with a neat, curt inclination of his chin before he headed off down the isles. He already knew which book he would entertain himself with. Visiting Kagome had given him much to think about and the first thing that had come to mind was that story. His fingers scanned the shelves of older and even older still fiction, looking for the correct fantasy. He moved past endless spines and kanji (even some English and other languages too) until he came across the story he had been looking for. He tilted the book back before pulling it from its slot, a deep guttural hum reverberating from his chest. Taking the red covered book in his hands he traveled to the far side of the library and sat in a soft, pleather-worn chair, bathed in light from tall windows behind him. The sunlight was good as he set the book on his lap and ran his hand over the hardback front. The Picture of Dorian Gray. It had been quite some time since he had read the book and even more time since he had considered a story of its genre. Still here he sat, ready to interpret the words on the story’s first page. His rounded fingers flipped past the first credit pages, the thick parchment crinkling with each turn. In his sight came the words “Chapter One”. He began:

The studio was filled with the rich odour of roses, and when the light summer wind stirred amidst the trees of the garden, there came through the open door the heavy scent of the lilac, or the more delicate perfume of the pink-flowering thorn.

From the corner of the divan of Persian saddle-bags on which he was lying, smoking, as was his custom, innumerable cigarettes, Lord Henry Wotton could just catch the gleam of the honey-sweet and honey-coloured blossoms of a laburnum, whose tremulous branches seemed hardly able to bear the burden of a beauty so flamelike as theirs; and now and then the fantastic shadows of birds in flight flitted across the long tussore-silk curtains that were stretched in front of the huge window, producing a kind of momentary Japanese effect, and making him think of those pallid, jade-faced painters of Tokyo who, through the medium of an art that is necessarily immobile, seek to convey the sense of swiftness and motion. The sullen murmur of the bees shouldering their way through the long unmown grass, or circling with monotonous insistence round the dusty gilt horns of the straggling woodbine, seemed to make the stillness more oppressive. The dim roar of London was like the bourdon note of a distant organ.

It did not take long for the Goblin to lose himself in the midst of classic language and gentle description. Of tales of London and the origins of the mysterious man who would soon be cursed. He rested his chin on the palm of his hand, blinking lethargically as he came to the end of the first chapter.

Then he looked at Lord Henry. "Dorian Gray is my dearest friend," he said. "He has a simple and a beautiful nature. Your aunt was quite right in what she said of him. Don't spoil him. Don't try to influence him. Your influence would be bad. The world is wide, and has many marvellous people in it. Don't take away from me the one person who gives to my art whatever charm it possesses: my life as an artist depends on him. Mind, Harry, I trust you." He spoke very slowly, and the words seemed wrung out of him almost against his will.

"What nonsense you talk!" said Lord Henry, smiling, and taking Hallward by the arm, he almost led him into the house.

Just as he began the second chapter, a sensation of alarm sounded in his mind. Two pairs of youki, one familiar and the other not, entered the presence of his mind. Someone, plural, intruded on his property back home. With a exhale of breath and an agitated shut of the book, Sesshomaru took the item back up to the counter where the librarian sat. She looked up at him, surprised at his sudden appearance since she had gained no warning from his silent gait.

“Would you like me to hold this to you?” She asked pleasantly.

“Hn, this one is in a rush,” he responded brusquely, turning away from her and walking to the double doors. “And do not have time to reshelve it.”

Before she could protest to his rudeness, he pushed past the front doors, forcing himself back home in the tendrils of his powers. He reappeared in his home, startled by the sound of a certain kitsune’s voice at the front door. Sitting down on the single recliner in the common area, he waited for the two youkai to enter. When they did however, what he saw startled him.

Shippou, a quite mature kitsune by now, strode into the house with his five tails wavering eagerly. He took off his shoes, excused himself and entered. Gesturing grandly at all the furnishing in the opposite direction of the Goblin, he smiled.

“And over here we have an open kitchen, perfect for fresh air and all the really great sorts of views for the weather!”

As he turned to opposite side, his green eyes widened and the landed on the white haired being. He stuttered. “A...ah, Sesshomaru!”

Cocking his brow in disdain, the once was daiyoukai decided not to answer.

Before he could protest otherwise, Shippou’s guest joined them, stepping in with a deep voiced, “Keh, this place is all fancy and shit. It’s everything I was hoping for so far.”

The tone caused Sesshomaru to pause, double take to make sure his hearing was accurate. However the youkai that followed the kitsune stung his vision. He wore average human clothes: jeans, a red leather jacket, a white t-shirt, and a baseball cap shoved in the pocket of his jacket. But the youkai was Inu, without a doubt—the trade mark silver-white hair told him that the male was also from the house of Taisho. However it was the gold eyes and the strong brows that told him who this person really was. Or at least who he should have been.

“What’re you staring at bastard, and what’re you doing in this house anyways?” The rude, white-haired male asked, staring him up and down with growing discontent.

“Inuyasha?” Sesshomaru tilted his head to the side before smirking devilishly. “No, not the stupid hanyou. But rather, a Shinigami?”

Snarling, the Shinigami crossed his arms. “You’re the second idiot this month to have mistaken me for this Inuyasha asshole. Listen, I don’t know who that guy is but it ain’t me. Got it?”

Sesshomaru crossed his arms over his chest, his stoic expression immediately falling back into its rightful place. “Hn.”

“Keh!” spat the Shinigami.

A devious glint in his eyes, the five-tailed kitsune clapped his hands together. “Now we are all acquainted! How marvelous!”

#sesskag #au: goblin the lonely and great god #sesshomaru x kagome #inuyasha fanfiction #a surprising update #hopefully I can get back into this #sesshomaru #kagome higurashi #never far away

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𝐶 𝐻 𝐴 𝑅 𝐴 𝐶 𝑇 𝐸 𝑅 𝑆 𝑇 𝑈 𝐷 𝑌

𝑇𝑅𝐴𝐼𝑇𝑆 & 𝐶𝐻𝐴𝑅𝐴𝐶𝑇𝐸𝑅𝐼𝑆𝑇𝐼𝐶𝑆

repost & tag away !

BOLD all that applies to your muse. italicized - applicable in some way.

TAGGED BY: @justahalfbreed @ka-go-me

TAGGING: ALL.

#headcanons #ooc

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jafndaegur · 5 years

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Never Far Away - Chapter Nine

Dorian Gray