#inuyasha x you

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𝐮𝐧𝐰𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐥𝐲 𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐞 — 𝐬𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐮

𝗰𝗼𝗻𝘁𝗲𝗻𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝗿𝗻𝗶𝗻𝗴𝘀 ∣ smut ( minors dni ), fem!human!reader, noncon, knotting, rut, sesshomaru is unhinged, forced breeding, virgin!reader, degradation and objectification, all characters featured are 18+

𝗶𝗺𝗽𝗼𝗿𝘁𝗮𝗻𝘁 ∣ do not repost or translate. please reblog && leave feedback. not proofread so there’s probably mistakes. thanks for reading <3

𝗻𝗼𝘄 𝗽𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗶𝗻𝗴 ∣ the killing moon by echo & the bunnymen

your family served the Dog Daiyokai long before you were born; you remembered your great grandparents reminiscing about how kind a ruler the beast king Toga had been, how he’d graciously accepted their offerings and protected your family’s village from danger— always there when they called. he cared deeply about the humans he ruled over.

his son was another tale entirely.

Sesshomaru was cold and hateful, especially to your family. you’d only seen him a handful of times as you grew up, and you’d become the one to carry the offerings to the forest once your parents were too weak to do so, his helpful minion usually snatched up the offerings that were left at the tree line. “Lord Sesshomaru has better things to do than mingle with the likes of you.” he’d told you once when you’d tried to approach the young beast king. you can still remember the gilded glare Sesshomaru rewarded you for taking even half a step towards him. he truly hated you. a hate so deep that it’d frozen you in place. you thought if you ever saw him again, he’d kill you without a moment’s hesitation.

which is why you ran from him tonight.

it hadn’t been your fault; he could smell you from a mile away. he was drinking in every pheromone you exude as he got closer and closer. his hormones as sharp as the blade on his hip in this moment, he followed your scent like a predator tracking wounded prey. every muscle in his body pulled taut when he saw you, crouched down, arranging his offerings. he recognized you immediately— the audacious girl that had the nerve to try and approach him before, and he wanted to be angry. he wanted to feel that vile repulsion rising from his stomach to his throat that he usually experienced when he was within a swing of his sword’s distance from a mortal, but right now he couldn’t force himself to feel disgusted. he couldn’t force that hatred because his instincts had taken hold of him, and your scent was driving him mad with need.

the innocence that clung to your aroma had his claws clenching into flustered fists at his side, a crimson hue seeping into the whites of his eyes. the overwhelming, primal desire to breed only deepened, reaching the very core of his body as he took a silent step closer, and then another, and then another. with each step, the air became thicker, more intoxicating, he inhaled, deep, and sucked in the saccharine traces of your sex that hangs in the atmosphere around him. his cock twitches against his thigh. now drunk on the smell of your fertile, uncharted cunt, it hardens in his trousers and he lets out a breathy snarl.

he needed to take you now.

and that’s when you noticed his presence.

he must’ve looked frightening— blood red eyes with teeth bared, snorting in the air, a true depiction of the beast king title he wore, because you hardly let out a startled gasp before you were scrambling to your feet and sprinting towards the village. “Stupid girl.” he grimaced. even if you tried until your legs were about to give out, you’d never outrun him. he made that apparently clear when, within a blink of an eye, he bounds after and grasps you by one wrist, sweeping your feet off the ground and hauling you into the air by the hold on your arm alone. “Do not run from me.”

you wince, legs kicking wildly, and cry out, “Don’t kill me, Lord Sesshomaru!”

did he look so feral?

as rabid as he felt?

“Kill you.” he repeats as if considering the words carefully, tilting his head to one side. his sharpened nails scrape against your delicate skin, breaking a small section, and you whimper, so he releases your arm and you crumble to the dirt with a huff. “You’re no use to me if you’re dead.” pulling yourself on to your knees, you take a deep, shaky breath and turn back towards the village, crawling slow, sniffling. you can see the gate from where you’re laying, just a short run away. his words hadn’t fully registered within you until you feel a foot press between your shoulder blades, pinning your chest to the ground.

“Your family serves me, doesn’t it?” with a soft whine, you nod, rubbing your cheek against the dirt. “Then spread your legs.” he barked, using his other foot to kick at your knees until they widened, the split in your skirt more pronounced as it reveals the flesh of your thigh. “And serve me.” with what seemed like one swipe of his powerful claw, your garments split with screams of threads coming unraveled. you flinch, closing your eyes tight, expecting to be shredded right along with your clothes, but once they’re wrenched free of your body and you’re left completely bare, your face forced into the dirt, you don’t feel the sting of a fresh wound, or see any blood trickling down.

“Lord Sesshomaru,” it was hard to choke the words out, the lump in your throat massive as you try to look over your shoulder to see what he’s done. “What are you—?”

you catch a glimpse; a fraction of a second you watch the beast king undress. heavy fur and weapons in a puddle of alabaster and ruby fabric on the ground. your eyes trail along the red markings on his arms and over his toned abdomen, your face on fire with a blush when your gaze reaches his manhood. thick and veined, with a plump, pink tip and almost too girthy for you to be able to wrap your hands around, your lips part in awe, and your eyeline traces the impressive length. ceasing only near the base, where a bulbous knot was already swelling. the visage sends a swirling in your tummy, and causes a pooling between your thighs, whether you want it to or not. his eyes narrow when he catches you staring, and brings his foot down against the back of your head this time, hissing, “I never said that you could ogle me. Arch your back.”

you didn’t.

you hesitated.

until he ground his foot into your head and you whimper in submission, pushing your ass into the air, even as your legs tremble.

“L—Lord Sesshomaru…” staring down at the ground, you’re frightened, so much so that hot tears start to well up in your eyes and your nails dig into the dirt. you already know what he’s planning to do to you, and the thought alone makes you dizzy. “I can’t— I’ve never—“ the words were too humiliating to actually say, so you simply stammered until he cut your babbling short.

“The scent of your innocence is overwhelming.” he spoke matter of factly, but there’s a rough edge to his baritone, as if he’s on the cusp of losing all restraint. “But I can smell how fertile you are, too. And your body is begging to be bred.” your eyes widened, and you shake your head incessantly, attempting to use what little strength in your arms you had in order to crawl away, but with his weight pressing down on the sole of his foot against your skull, you weren’t going to be able to go anywhere. with his head tilting to one side, he examines your exposed sex. “You’re already wet.”

another shake of your head. “I— I’m not— I don’t want—“ you tense the moment you feel his tip split your folds, but he doesn’t delve right in. instead, he holds himself at his base, and drags the swollen tip between your netherlips from your maiden hole to your sensitive clitoris, gathering all of your unwilling desire to coat his cock in a layer of shine. your legs threaten to snap closed, if his foot wasn’t planted against one of your knees. your heart pounds hard against your chest. “N—no… Don’t…”

Sesshomaru ignores your winging and guides the head back to your entrance, which squeezes the air as your muscles clench when he pushes against you. you wished that you were strong enough to keep him from invading you, but with a grunt and an abrupt buck of his hips, the engorged tip stretches your previously unclaimed sex open and forces its way inside. you yip in protest, but he moans. “Tight…” he mutters, planting both, strong hands on your hips as you try to wiggle forward. his claws dig into the supple flesh as he pulls you back to meet another might thrust, pushing another couple of inches into you. your canal spasms, and you grit your teeth, forcing a strangled cry through them as the beast king severs your innocence. “I can barely fit in your little, human cunt.” he almost sounded disgusted, as if you should be more equipped to take him properly.

it hurts, a lot.

tears have careened over your cheeks and soak the ground under your face, turning it to mud that glues itself to your countenance, and you try to squirm away from him, but the more you move your hips, the harder he slams his own towards you, and the deeper you’re filled with demon cock.

“H—hurts…!” you’re panting, your little heart beating ferociously in your chest, and your entire body feels tight and defensive, “Please… stop…please, it’s too much… it hurts…!”

Sesshomaru growls, sinking his claws into your skin, pushing himself flush to your ass just to hear you squeal, “Ungrateful, little thing. What do you think you were meant to exist for, if not breeding?” his nails prick at you, breaking through to leave faint, searing scratches, “Are you so fragile that you can’t even take me without sobbing and begging? You’re absolutely pathetic, aren’t you?”

you don’t want to agree with him, but in this moment, pathetic is the best word to describe you. humiliated, you don’t answer him, and choke on your tears and the lump in your throat, instead.

“I need this,” he continues, pushing you forward only to pull you back against him, “your Lord needs it. Stop your hopeless sniveling and take my cock. Fulfill your duty as my servant. Take it until your weak, little body breaks.”

the rhythm he falls into is hard and deep, erratic thrusting as he snorts through his nose, his vulgar moans muffled and guttural. each time, he jerks you back into his rutting, and furious ripples erupt through the flesh of your ass as he reaches your limit, quick.

it’s the knot.

it’s much too swollen to fit into you while you tighten around him, and it slaps against your core instead, as if demanding to be let inside.

you claw, helplessly, at the ground, trying to find some way to relieve the pressure he’s forced on to you, each time he slams his length home in your depths, you elicit a raspy yelp. your throat is raw from screaming. the dust kicked up around you has found its way into your lungs and burns them, and Sesshomaru has been pushing your head down harder and harder, whether he meant to or not.

“More, more, more.” Sesshomaru was snarling, snapping his hips harder and harder into you, much more beast than king. he had to be following primal instinct alone. each time he pounds against you, the knot acting as a buffer, squishes against you. you can feel the power behind his rutting; he was twitching inside you, thrusts stuttering and uneven. he’s close, and he’s trying to force the bulb inside of you to cum. “Deeper. Deeper.” your toes curl tight, and you clench whenever he pushes the lump against you, trying your damndest to keep it from opening you up anymore. he was already incredibly deep, his thick tip prodding nerves he shouldn’t reach, battering a depth that you didn’t think was possible, but you were certain if he managed to shove that knot into you, that he would burst right through your belly.

“Fight me all you want.” he must’ve realized how you fought against him, because the foot on your head slides to press into your cheek, smearing you against the ground. “I’m going to breed you whether you want me to or not, cocksheath.” he grunts, eyes narrowed, jaw clenched. you could feel the tickle of his soft, silvery tendrils as they drape over your back, and you would’ve wriggled if you weren’t so tightly pinned. he was no longer pushing you back and forth, but nestled as deep as he could go, slamming the knot against your cunt relentlessly. with his breath ragged, his hands slide up to your waist to find a better grip, and he drags you back against him just as hard, refusing to let the force of his pounding ricochet you even an inch forward. “Open up, and take my knot deep.”

“I can’t!” you cry, overwhelmed, “I can’t take it!” your belly was churning, all of your muscles pulled so tight you thought that they might snap at any moment, and drool leaked out of the corners of your mouth, mixing with tears and dirt against your face.

however, much to your surprise, he grunts again and pushes it against you until the lump worms its way inside. your eyes widen and you croak, helpless to stop it, and you feel the pop as it nests him fully inside of you. Sesshomaru swoons with depraved delight, rocking his hips a few more times to acclimate to the new depth he reaches. you can feel the knot swelling even fatter inside your canal, forcing an unbelievable stretch. now, you knew that he couldn’t pull out, even if he wanted to. “There it is, right there…” he whispers, harsh, as he finds a sweet spot. you clench, tight, and mewl hopelessly. Sesshomaru assaults the nerves over and over, until he catches his elusive orgasm.

even as his composure shatters, and he moans, loud, he doesn’t stop. his hips grind into yours, and you can feel spurt after spurt of warm release filling your belly. there’s nothing to be done but to accept it; you know that your body’s too exhausted to try and fight anymore, so you allow yourself to go limp and let him fill you until it starts to ooze down your thighs.

twitching, panting, Sesshomaru only starts to come down from his high as the knot begins to deflate. once it shrank enough, he removes his foot from your face and uses his heel to shove you off of his cock, instead. you lay on ground, legs shaking and limbs all too heavy to move, his cum leaving a sticky puddle on the ground between your thighs as it leaks from your freshly fucked hole.

he felt better. lighter. like he wasn’t being dragged on a leash towards you anymore, but that didn’t mean that the sight of you fucked out and trembling didn’t arouse him. he wanted to flip you over, push your legs behind your head, and shove himself back into you, hollow you out. he thought, briefly, about how many times he would have to cum inside you before your belly started to swell from it. the image alone should’ve made him sick, but his cock twitched, instead. it wasn’t fair, he decided, it wasn’t fair that you had this power over him.

“Don’t lie there too long feeling sorry for yourself.” he was back to his gruff, authoritative bark once he dressed and armed himself again. he took another look at you. he could scoop you up into his arms and carry you to the village, lay you on your bed, cover you with blankets. but he doesn’t. “I’m not the only monster in this forest that’s in rut.”

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For the kinkoctober may I, please and thank you, ask Sesshomaru in rut/under sex pollenlike influence?

yes!! i hope you like it my dear

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❝ ғᴀɴᴅᴏᴍ ⤻ inuyasha / kinktober 2022 / @dollsanime-library

❝ ғᴇᴀᴛᴜʀᴇᴅ ᴄʜᴀʀᴀᴄᴛᴇʀs ⤻ sesshomaru x human!reader ( f )

❝ ʀᴀᴛɪɴɢ ⤻ nsfw! none of my writings are meant for anyone under the age of 18, and any minors interacting will be blocked on site.

❝ ᴄᴏɴᴛᴇɴᴛ ᴡᴀʀɴɪɴɢs ⤻ this is a dark fic. noncon, knotting, rut, sesshomaru is unhinged, forced breeding, virgin!reader, degradation and objectification

❝ ᴡᴏʀᴅ ᴄᴏᴜɴᴛ ⤻ 2.7k / mini musing

❝ ʀᴇᴀᴅ ᴍᴇ ⤻ i do not consent to having my work reposted / translated / stolen in any capacity for any reason. please reblog and leave a comment to support content creators! my work is very rarely proof read so mistakes may be present. all characters / pairings i write for are 18+ with no exceptions.

your family served the Dog Daiyokai long before you were born; you remembered your great grandparents reminiscing about how kind a ruler the beast king Toga had been, how he’d graciously accepted their offerings and protected your family’s village from danger— always there when they called. he cared deeply about the humans he ruled over.

his son was another tale entirely.

Sesshomaru was cold and hateful, especially to your family. you’d only seen him a handful of times as you grew up, and you’d become the one to carry the offerings to the forest once your parents were too weak to do so, his helpful minion usually snatched up the offerings that were left at the tree line. “Lord Sesshomaru has better things to do than mingle with the likes of you.” he’d told you once when you’d tried to approach the young beast king. you can still remember the gilded glare Sesshomaru rewarded you for taking even half a step towards him. he truly hated you. a hate so deep that it’d frozen you in place. you thought if you ever saw him again, he’d kill you without a moment’s hesitation.

which is why you ran from him tonight.

it hadn’t been your fault; he could smell you from a mile away. he was drinking in every pheromone you exude as he got closer and closer. his hormones as sharp as the blade on his hip in this moment, he followed your scent like a predator tracking wounded prey. every muscle in his body pulled taut when he saw you, crouched down, arranging his offerings. he recognized you immediately— the audacious girl that had the nerve to try and approach him before, and he wanted to be angry. he wanted to feel that vile repulsion rising from his stomach to his throat that he usually experienced when he was within a swing of his sword’s distance from a mortal, but right now he couldn’t force himself to feel disgusted. he couldn’t force that hatred because his instincts had taken hold of him, and your scent was driving him mad with need.

the innocence that clung to your aroma had his claws clenching into flustered fists at his side, a crimson hue seeping into the whites of his eyes. the overwhelming, primal desire to breed only deepened, reaching the very core of his body as he took a silent step closer, and then another, and then another. with each step, the air became thicker, more intoxicating, he inhaled, deep, and sucked in the saccharine traces of your sex that hangs in the atmosphere around him. his cock twitches against his thigh. now drunk on the smell of your fertile, uncharted cunt, it hardens in his trousers and he lets out a breathy snarl.

he needed to take you now.

and that’s when you noticed his presence.

he must’ve looked frightening— blood red eyes with teeth bared, snorting in the air, a true depiction of the beast king title he wore, because you hardly let out a startled gasp before you were scrambling to your feet and sprinting towards the village. “Stupid girl.” he grimaced. even if you tried until your legs were about to give out, you’d never outrun him. he made that apparently clear when, within a blink of an eye, he bounds after and grasps you by one wrist, sweeping your feet off the ground and hauling you into the air by the hold on your arm alone. “Do not run from me.”

you wince, legs kicking wildly, and cry out, “Don’t kill me, Lord Sesshomaru!”

did he look so feral?

as rabid as he felt?

“Kill you.” he repeats as if considering the words carefully, tilting his head to one side. his sharpened nails scrape against your delicate skin, breaking a small section, and you whimper, so he releases your arm and you crumble to the dirt with a huff. “You’re no use to me if you’re dead.” pulling yourself on to your knees, you take a deep, shaky breath and turn back towards the village, crawling slow, sniffling. you can see the gate from where you’re laying, just a short run away. his words hadn’t fully registered within you until you feel a foot press between your shoulder blades, pinning your chest to the ground.

“Your family serves me, doesn’t it?” with a soft whine, you nod, rubbing your cheek against the dirt. “Then spread your legs.” he barked, using his other foot to kick at your knees until they widened, the split in your skirt more pronounced as it reveals the flesh of your thigh. “And serve me.” with what seemed like one swipe of his powerful claw, your garments split with screams of threads coming unraveled. you flinch, closing your eyes tight, expecting to be shredded right along with your clothes, but once they’re wrenched free of your body and you’re left completely bare, your face forced into the dirt, you don’t feel the sting of a fresh wound, or see any blood trickling down.

“Lord Sesshomaru,” it was hard to choke the words out, the lump in your throat massive as you try to look over your shoulder to see what he’s done. “What are you—?”

you catch a glimpse; a fraction of a second you watch the beast king undress. heavy fur and weapons in a puddle of alabaster and ruby fabric on the ground. your eyes trail along the red markings on his arms and over his toned abdomen, your face on fire with a blush when your gaze reaches his manhood. thick and veined, with a plump, pink tip and almost too girthy for you to be able to wrap your hands around, your lips part in awe, and your eyeline traces the impressive length. ceasing only near the base, where a bulbous knot was already swelling. the visage sends a swirling in your tummy, and causes a pooling between your thighs, whether you want it to or not. his eyes narrow when he catches you staring, and brings his foot down against the back of your head this time, hissing, “I never said that you could ogle me. Arch your back.”

you didn’t.

you hesitated.

until he ground his foot into your head and you whimper in submission, pushing your ass into the air, even as your legs tremble.

“L—Lord Sesshomaru…” staring down at the ground, you’re frightened, so much so that hot tears start to well up in your eyes and your nails dig into the dirt. you already know what he’s planning to do to you, and the thought alone makes you dizzy. “I can’t— I’ve never—“ the words were too humiliating to actually say, so you simply stammered until he cut your babbling short.

“The scent of your innocence is overwhelming.” he spoke matter of factly, but there’s a rough edge to his baritone, as if he’s on the cusp of losing all restraint. “But I can smell how fertile you are, too. And your body is begging to be bred.” your eyes widened, and you shake your head incessantly, attempting to use what little strength in your arms you had in order to crawl away, but with his weight pressing down on the sole of his foot against your skull, you weren’t going to be able to go anywhere. with his head tilting to one side, he examines your exposed sex. “You’re already wet.”

another shake of your head. “I— I’m not— I don’t want—“ you tense the moment you feel his tip split your folds, but he doesn’t delve right in. instead, he holds himself at his base, and drags the swollen tip between your netherlips from your maiden hole to your sensitive clitoris, gathering all of your unwilling desire to coat his cock in a layer of shine. your legs threaten to snap closed, if his foot wasn’t planted against one of your knees. your heart pounds hard against your chest. “N—no… Don’t…”

Sesshomaru ignores your winging and guides the head back to your entrance, which squeezes the air as your muscles clench when he pushes against you. you wished that you were strong enough to keep him from invading you, but with a grunt and an abrupt buck of his hips, the engorged tip stretches your previously unclaimed sex open and forces its way inside. you yip in protest, but he moans. “Tight…” he mutters, planting both, strong hands on your hips as you try to wiggle forward. his claws dig into the supple flesh as he pulls you back to meet another might thrust, pushing another couple of inches into you. your canal spasms, and you grit your teeth, forcing a strangled cry through them as the beast king severs your innocence. “I can barely fit in your little, human cunt.” he almost sounded disgusted, as if you should be more equipped to take him properly.

it hurts, a lot.

tears have careened over your cheeks and soak the ground under your face, turning it to mud that glues itself to your countenance, and you try to squirm away from him, but the more you move your hips, the harder he slams his own towards you, and the deeper you’re filled with demon cock.

“H—hurts…!” you’re panting, your little heart beating ferociously in your chest, and your entire body feels tight and defensive, “Please… stop…please, it’s too much… it hurts…!”

Sesshomaru growls, sinking his claws into your skin, pushing himself flush to your ass just to hear you squeal, “Ungrateful, little thing. What do you think you were meant to exist for, if not breeding?” his nails prick at you, breaking through to leave faint, searing scratches, “Are you so fragile that you can’t even take me without sobbing and begging? You’re absolutely pathetic, aren’t you?”

you don’t want to agree with him, but in this moment, pathetic is the best word to describe you. humiliated, you don’t answer him, and choke on your tears and the lump in your throat, instead.

“I need this,” he continues, pushing you forward only to pull you back against him, “your Lord needs it. Stop your hopeless sniveling and take my cock. Fulfill your duty as my servant. Take it until your weak, little body breaks.”

the rhythm he falls into is hard and deep, erratic thrusting as he snorts through his nose, his vulgar moans muffled and guttural. each time, he jerks you back into his rutting, and furious ripples erupt through the flesh of your ass as he reaches your limit, quick.

it’s the knot.

it’s much too swollen to fit into you while you tighten around him, and it slaps against your core instead, as if demanding to be let inside.

you claw, helplessly, at the ground, trying to find some way to relieve the pressure he’s forced on to you, each time he slams his length home in your depths, you elicit a raspy yelp. your throat is raw from screaming. the dust kicked up around you has found its way into your lungs and burns them, and Sesshomaru has been pushing your head down harder and harder, whether he meant to or not.

“More, more, more.” Sesshomaru was snarling, snapping his hips harder and harder into you, much more beast than king. he had to be following primal instinct alone. each time he pounds against you, the knot acting as a buffer, squishes against you. you can feel the power behind his rutting; he was twitching inside you, thrusts stuttering and uneven. he’s close, and he’s trying to force the bulb inside of you to cum. “Deeper. Deeper.” your toes curl tight, and you clench whenever he pushes the lump against you, trying your damndest to keep it from opening you up anymore. he was already incredibly deep, his thick tip prodding nerves he shouldn’t reach, battering a depth that you didn’t think was possible, but you were certain if he managed to shove that knot into you, that he would burst right through your belly.

“Fight me all you want.” he must’ve realized how you fought against him, because the foot on your head slides to press into your cheek, smearing you against the ground. “I’m going to breed you whether you want me to or not, cocksheath.” he grunts, eyes narrowed, jaw clenched. you could feel the tickle of his soft, silvery tendrils as they drape over your back, and you would’ve wriggled if you weren’t so tightly pinned. he was no longer pushing you back and forth, but nestled as deep as he could go, slamming the knot against your cunt relentlessly. with his breath ragged, his hands slide up to your waist to find a better grip, and he drags you back against him just as hard, refusing to let the force of his pounding ricochet you even an inch forward. “Open up, and take my knot deep.”

“I can’t!” you cry, overwhelmed, “I can’t take it!” your belly was churning, all of your muscles pulled so tight you thought that they might snap at any moment, and drool leaked out of the corners of your mouth, mixing with tears and dirt against your face.

however, much to your surprise, he grunts again and pushes it against you until the lump worms its way inside. your eyes widen and you croak, helpless to stop it, and you feel the pop as it nests him fully inside of you. Sesshomaru swoons with depraved delight, rocking his hips a few more times to acclimate to the new depth he reaches. you can feel the knot swelling even fatter inside your canal, forcing an unbelievable stretch. now, you knew that he couldn’t pull out, even if he wanted to. “There it is, right there…” he whispers, harsh, as he finds a sweet spot. you clench, tight, and mewl hopelessly. Sesshomaru assaults the nerves over and over, until he catches his elusive orgasm.

even as his composure shatters, and he moans, loud, he doesn’t stop. his hips grind into yours, and you can feel spurt after spurt of warm release filling your belly. there’s nothing to be done but to accept it; you know that your body’s too exhausted to try and fight anymore, so you allow yourself to go limp and let him fill you until it starts to ooze down your thighs.

twitching, panting, Sesshomaru only starts to come down from his high as the knot begins to deflate. once it shrank enough, he removes his foot from your face and uses his heel to shove you off of his cock, instead. you lay on ground, legs shaking and limbs all too heavy to move, his cum leaving a sticky puddle on the ground between your thighs as it leaks from your freshly fucked hole.

he felt better. lighter. like he wasn’t being dragged on a leash towards you anymore, but that didn’t mean that the sight of you fucked out and trembling didn’t arouse him. he wanted to flip you over, push your legs behind your head, and shove himself back into you, hollow you out. he thought, briefly, about how many times he would have to cum inside you before your belly started to swell from it. the image alone should’ve made him sick, but his cock twitched, instead. it wasn’t fair, he decided, it wasn’t fair that you had this power over him.

“Don’t lie there too long feeling sorry for yourself.” he was back to his gruff, authoritative bark once he dressed and armed himself again. he took another look at you. he could scoop you up into his arms and carry you to the village, lay you on your bed, cover you with blankets. but he doesn’t. “I’m not the only monster in this forest that’s in rut.”

#sesshomaru #sesshomaru x reader #sesshomaru x you #sesshomaru smut #sesshomaru imagine #inuyasha #inuyasha x reader #inuyasha x you #inuyasha smut #kinktober #kinktober 2022

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

Robe

The number of times that you recalled a certain half demon placing his robe over you in protections were too numerous to count. It was only when you were in dire danger or need that the precious red fabric ever left his being. It was his armor, as you’ve come to recognize from every battle you’d witnessed, proving its worth time and time again as he fought countless foes. There were a few times when its protection could only do so much for him but he always treated it with care even when it had been rendered to tatters until it could return to its former completed shape.

Your gaze rose upwards to the darkened night sky. Another new moon had come, earning the little traveling group a much needed break for camp, along with a change over a certain person who now grumbled lowly under their breath as a town appeared in the distance. The change InuYasha befell never ceases to amaze you as he huffed when the little fox demon lightly poked fun. Long pristine platinum white hair was now a black that could rival tonight’s darkness, touchable ears that would swivel or perk had disappeared, and the sharpness of his nails that was rivaled by his eyes were now softer yet still profound that told of inhuman heritage.

“What are you looking at?”

A snap of your head back towards the road shifted your gaze forward. “Wonder if there’s an place that we can stay at.”

“Tsk. Nothing wrong with camping.”

The monk intervened before you could respond, stating that for everyone’s sake it would be best to take shelter, then departed once spotting several prosperous homes. None too surprising that Sango followed him closely with Shippo and Kilala up her shoulders. That meant it was just the two of you walking along the dirt trodden path.

As if pulled by a magnet your gaze drifted back towards the seemingly normal man beside you.

“If you’ve got something to say, than say it already.” His snap was halfhearted, earning a raise of your eyebrow. When you didn’t answer he quickened his pace until blocking your path which caused you to stop. It was rare to see this expression upon his face as the nearby lantern illuminated his features for you. It was concerned, worried maybe, but most of all it was sincere. “What is it? You’ve been awfully quiet since dusk.” This was another aspect that you favored about this time of the month. Honesty was a strong suit of his, ego and bravado being used as shields when someone managed to get beneath his skin, but it was during this change that he was more open with you in particular when in regards to certain topics. Patience wasn’t his forte yet he waited for longer than you expected for an answer of some sort until he cast a brief glance over your shoulder before encouraging you to stand closer to the source of light. “You know I’d do my best to protect you, right? Don’t be scared.”

Warmth entered your cheeks at the tone he used. “Oh, I know you will, that’s not why—” Your words were forgotten as one of his hands appeared from the robe’s sleeves to press its palm against your forehead. “What are you doing?”

“Checking to see if you’re falling ill.” The hum that sounded from his throat reverberated slightly in your ears from its pitch, his expression becoming one of concentration. “You don’t have a fever so that’s good.”

“Really, I’m fine.”

At that moment a breeze blew past, tickling the bare skin of your legs and arms until the hairs stood upright with its cooler temperature, earning a shiver across your body. Your head hung as he sighed. All day you’ve been suppressing similar shivers down your spine with each breath of wind that whispered of fall’s coming frost. Guess you should’ve listened to mom’s advice about packing weather appropriate clothing. The school’s summertime uniform wasn’t going to cut it for much longer. Why couldn’t you have packed a jacket or some leggings instead of all those textbooks that threatened to break your back?

Silence filled the air between the two of you until the sound of shifting fabric caused your gaze to rise in curiosity only for it to become ensnared by a pair of warm sienna brown eyes that subtly shone with amber shards. His fingers were careful as they slipped the heavy backpack off your shoulders, easily swinging it up onto his own, then shifted so that you were nearly sandwiched between his body and the lantern. Not only was he blocking the wind but also attempting to combine his body heat with that of the lantern to help keep you warm until the others returned. And still his gaze remained locked on your own even when the subtlest of pink hues appeared within the tips of his ears. “It’s not much but better?”

A small smile lifted your lips as the chill in your skin slowly dissipated. “Much, thanks.”

It didn’t take long for Shippo to return with word that Miroku had found a place to stay for the night. After a modest dinner and sleeping arrangements had been made, you slipped off towards a quieter part of the residence where a little studying could be done. The head of the house had been kind enough to provide a few candles to offer better light for you but they did little to stem off the night’s chill as your nearly numb fingers fumbled to turn a page. Just as you were about to call it a night because it was becoming too difficult to focus from the cold, something happened that you never would have guessed or saw coming.

From behind you appeared two folds of familiar fabric that loosely enclosed you within a cocoon, a pair of legs folding neatly beneath you in place of the floor that were far more cushioned, and a firm toned surface meeting your back that had begun to protest against the slouched position you’d been in for the last hour. “Getting some studying done?” He asked softly, as if hoping not to startle you too much. A barely audible hiss slipped from between his lips as he drew you closer with a squeeze. “Damn, (Y/n), you’re freezing. How can you possibly get anything done when you’re this cold?”

Your answer was lost to the stuttering of syllables as your teeth chattered slightly, earning a chuckle from the dark haired man.

“Next time you’re this cold, just say something, ‘kay?” It was only when you nodded in agreement did his posture become more relaxed, hold loosening just enough that you could pick up the textbook again.

Now you had a completely different reason to be distracted.

Had he always been this warm or was that the robe? Either way it was so blissful that your mind slowly became a muddled mess the longer you remained within his hold. The sharp scents of Wind Scars or Backlash Waves that mostly dominated his being had given way to reveal faint traces of salty sweat reminding you of the beach, dry chalky remnants that were similar to mountains, and spicy cinnamon that tickled your nose in an alluring way.

“So what are you studyin’ this time? Is it that weird trig-no-metry thing?”

A chuckle came from your throat, shifting so that he could see the illustration of a bamboo forest. “It’s the story of a prince who wants to marry the bamboo princess but she has all these tasks for him to do before she agrees.” The tip of your finger rose when his expression became weary. “It’s similar to the Kaguya legend but this one describes the Robe of the Fire Rat to be silvery and beautiful.”

His eyebrows shot upwards as his chin fell to rest upon your shoulder, causing your cheeks to brush. “Yeah?”

“Mmhm. According to this, it was mistaken for common silk at first when an iron box had been dug up beneath a fallen temple. Only the prince of Japan at the time who had sent word to his dear friend in China asking for assistance understand what it truly once when he received it. So beautiful it was the he couldn’t wait to gift it to the princess but didn’t feel as though it would do her justice.” Your hand turned the page to reveal an illustration, eyes finding the sentence where you left off and continued to read aloud. “‘Across a bed of coals did the prince lay the robe, for it had been heard that the robe would become more beautiful to behold once kissed by flame’s lingering breath’. It said in a passage that it was as if silver had been spun finely to create the robe that could protect its wearer from any heat related harm.” From the corner of your eye you could see InuYasha’s gaze shift from the open book to his trusty coat, coaxing his eyes to return to the page courtesy of your nudge. “However, the prince made a mistake. He placed it on the coals twice more and it evaporated into silver smoke.”

The snort that sounded nearly made you smile. “Idiot. Should’ve just left it alone.”

“Well, he was trying to make sure it was in its peak condition before giving it to the bamboo princess. Nothing wrong with trying to ensure a gift is in its best condition.” You chided, noting how he rolled his eyes. “Yours was a gift from your father, right? Would you have been happy if he’d given it to you full of holes?” No sooner had the words come out of your mouth did you wish to take them back as his gaze darkened. Guilt filled your veins as his lip curled. “InuYasha, I’m sorry—”

“It was actually a gift to my mother who then passed it down to me when she died.” His tone was much softer than the expression made of stone he wore. “My old man knew he wouldn’t be enough to protect her so he’d asked the Fire Rat to make something for her. A lot of good it did her though.”

From within your heart came a twinge of sadness for him as he took a deep inhale through his nose. The book was closed with a snap, somehow not earning a reaction from him, then it was placed off to the side as you pivoted so that the two of you were facing each other. Only when the palms of your hands cupped his face did the dark haired InuYasha surface from the thoughts plaguing his mind. His gaze found your own, finding warmth and honesty, before you snuggled into his being while wrapping your arms around his torso. “I’m glad your father had it made to protect her, you could almost say it was made from his love for Lady Izayoi, and it became full of her love for you after your birth.” From this angle you couldn’t see his face there was no mistaking the rhythm of his heart quickening when you gave him a squeeze. “You could even say that its their love combined that continues to protect you even during this time when you feel weakest.”

The stiffness within his toned muscular frame ebbed at your words. It didn’t take a rocket scientist to know that he’d been constantly on guard all day knowing what was to come once the sun had set. Sure there was Sango, Miroku, and even Kilala to help if a battle or opponent were to present themselves. Ever so slowly, his arms enclosed around you in a returning embrace until the entirety of your form was nearly pressed against his own. Tresses of his long hair intermixed with your own as his warm breath wafted the sensitive skin of your neck.

Not another word was spoken between the two of you as one by one the candles flickered than hissed before extinguishing until darkness settled over the two of you like a heavy curtain. Neither it nor the whispering chill on the breeze could force you two apart as warmth slowly grew between your forms. The robe was large enough to comfortably fit around your combined forms, although that might have been because you were practically cradled against his form with your face protectively tucked beneath his chin, the gentle rises and falls of your chests in harmony as sleep slowly claimed you both.

It was almost too soon that you woke to find the first few rays of sunshine filtering over the horizon. Unlike the first time you’d witnessed his transformation, you watched with awe as black gave way to silvery platinum and the sharpness returned to his features as he stirred. The lids of his eyes opened just in time for the sienna brown to be overtaken by brilliant gold and pupils to become oval shaped rather than circular, those shards of amber remaining but now becoming harder to see from the irises’ ring. And yet he didn’t move or say anything that suggested you should move away. So within his hold you remained, offering a smile of greeting when his pointed dog-like ears perked in your direction.

“Morning, InuYasha.”

His gaze flitted off to the distance, a huff sounding in his nose. “Yeah…morning.”

“Did you sleep good?”

“Tsk. Would you sleep well if something heavier than a pickling pot sat in your lap?”

A twitch settled within your brow. Standing, you gathered all of the books you’d meant to study last night and shoved the materials back into your bag as the chorus of your names came from within the residence. “Sounds like the others are up so we should get going.”

“Not like we got anything here to keep us. Better to move on.”

The muscles within your jaw clenched as he nonchalantly rose then disappeared around the main house’s corner in the direction of where your companions would likely be as you hurried to follow. It was then that you noticed not only was your bag suddenly missing but the Robe of the Fire Rat was secured around your frame in a similar fashion that it had been at the Sage Tokijin’s temple. When had he done that?

“Hurry up, (Y/n), we ain’t got all day!”

Though it was so fast the others had missed, or if they had seen they didn’t comment, the pink tinge that entered his cheeks when you’d appeared alongside them.

“Why are you wearing InuYasha’s robe?” Shippo asked curiously while hoping up to balance atop of your head. “Did something happen last night that made you not come to bed?”

A teasing smile raised your lips while catching the half-demon’s gaze before taking the lead from him from beyond the gate that was entrance to the residence. “Looks better on me, wouldn’t you agree, Miroku?”

Instantly, InuYasha’s expression became one of anger as the perverted monk made to comment. “Don’t you even start!”

#inuaysha #inuyasha x y/n #inuyasha x you #inuyasha x reader #InuYashafluff #fluff2023 #2023 fluff

[lavender-z-love]

In Denial | Koga

───—･ ｡ﾟ☆: *.☽ .* :☆ﾟ. —───

Genre | Black.FemReader X Koga, Demon X Demon, Mature (Nothing crazy you'll see), Cat x Dog, Nakedness, 'Tsundere'? (The reader), arranged marriage.

Content warning | Nudity, spelling errors.

A/n | This was supposed to be a Halloween Special but I got busy so, here you go ♡

Wordcount | About 1.2k

—♡

Cat demon Tribe and the Wolf demon tribe. The both weren't on good terms which is why a arrangement was set. The marriage between Y/n and Kouga was to be set, the two leaders to destroy what disagreements they had and stop this ridiculous rivalry.

Kouga, had nothing but the up most respect for you. So did some of the wolf demon tribe members. Those 'Some' being the few you grew up with as a child. You'd never thought in a million years your parents would force you to marry.

Kouga, willing to wait. A total gentleman, not to mention beautiful and agile. Though, you...not with any of it. More like you hated Kouga. Dispite your uncooperative-ness Kouga loved you anyway.

Avoiding him at all costs because you wouldn't deny you were attracted to him, you just wanted to live in denial.

A warm evening you decided to go for a bathe in a nearby pond. Bringing soaps and shampoos, which a human friend of yours 'Kagome' gave to you as a gift. You set your items down and began to strip. Neatly folding your clothes, you jump into the water; fully submerging yourself.

You relaxed completely under water, enjoying the way the mini current felt on your face. That was until, you sensed something..rather someone. Quickly bringing your head above water you turn around to see who it was. Your fiancé sat at the edge of the pond.

"Hey Y/n." He said softly,"I didn't know cats loved water." You stared at him blankly.."Mm, delightful.."

Kouga chuckled,"Is it okay if I hop in?"

"Yes, I was getting out anyway", You say with a tinge of annoyance in your voice. Going to the opposite end of the body of water to get out.

Kouga raised a brow,"Getting out? Oh come on, I saw you just get in." Oh, you'd been caught, like a deer in headlights.

You feel your cheeks burn, realizing what he had said. You turned to face him before scolding him, "Y-You watched me?! So you're a pervert! I knew I-". Stopping mid sentence as he was fully naked and getting in the pond. You were visibly flustered as the sight before you. "O-Oh my god!" Quickly turning around, your mouth gaped as you looked at the picture in your mind.

Kouga slowly making his way to you,"Y/n I don't mind if you look at me...". Still stunned, you fan yourself with your hand and whisper, "Be gone bad thoughts be gone.."

"Oh? I thought I was a pervert.."

You turned around to face him,"Look here you– Im-!.." Is he doing this on purpose?! Its like he's trying to get you to see his body. You turned around and because of how much taller he was than you; your eyes meet at his chest. Sculpted abs, toned biceps, his curved collar bone– then up to his neck, that delicious adam's apple. His jawline was well-defined and sharply angled, like it could cut anything with a simple touch. Then, his face. Handsomely majestic–

You knew you were staring, you were checking him out and it was plain as day. He didn't say anything, he just watched you do so as you day dreamed. When you snapped out of it, you took a deep breathe before turning away.

Kouga wouldn't let you, he pulled your arm back. "Hey..Why avoid me again? It's not going to stop you from marrying me you know."

I laugh,"So far its worked–"

Kouga sighed,"Thats because I let you be. I could bug you like I am now, but I didn't." He reaches for your hand, he guides it to his chest. Sliding your hand along his torso. Pulling you in close, his free hand looping around your body and placed on your waist.

Kouga's voice, whispering: "You can't run from me forever"

You whisper back,"I will..watch me."

Kouga sighs,"What do I have to do to get you to love me?"

"Nothing, because it's not happening."

Kouga narrows his eyes, raising a brow. He smirks,"Sweetheart, you've been feeling me up for the past 5 minutes.."

"You started it..", you hissed.

"You're right, but I let your hand go. So, A: it seems like your hand has a mind of it's own..or B: You're the pervert."

You look at your hand and, its migrated up to his bicep...You retracted your hand and walked around him with annoyance. "You're starting to get on my nerves!" You couldn't stay any longer or you were for sure to give in to your desires.

You should've known, nothing would get past him. "Y/n, will you please stop avoiding me." He follows after you, "I don't understand why you don't like me so much. I can assure you we can come to an agreement– I promise to treat you like a goddess." You turn around facing him.

"You hardly know me, why are you okay with this marriage?"

"I just want to stop this useless fighting"

"So you admit you're using me to get my tribe to side with yours? Hm? What tired of having so many enemies?",you smirk.

"No! I'd never do that Y/n..I just want all this ridiculous rivalry to come to an end. I want everyone to be happy."

You fold your arms. Kouga reaches his arms out to you,"You know, Im more than willing to protect and cherish you."

You back up, and Kouga walks forward with an soft empathic smile. "W-What if I dont want to." You continue to back up, Kouga persistent, he continued in your direction. "We'll come to a conclusion, help me understand."

Your back hits the edge of the pond, Kouga stops in front of you. "Help you understand huh.."

You scoffed,"Understand this..I dislike you..." Kouga caged you against the pond wall, both hands on each side of you. "Is that so..do you..dislike me as a man? Or as a person?"

"Both..", you said unsure. Kouga's not dumb, he's far from it. He can read you like a book. He leans in, his face now in front of yours. "Tell me..what you dislike about me, and I'll fix it for you."

His gorgeous face a few inches away from yours. 'H-He's gotta be doing this on purpose', you think to yourself.

"I'm sick of you, and your pretty face. Your attractive body too. It's– Annoying." You admitted embarrassed. Kouga chuckles,"Oh..You want me to fix your attraction towards me?" He said with a large smile.

You stand there flustered not knowing what to say.. but definitely enticed by his lips as he was enticed by yours. "So?..Do you want to consider loving me someday? Or keep living in denial, hm?"

A finger under your chin, making you look at him; your arranged fiancé. His blue eyes look back into your orange eyes. "...You're really pushing for this huh?" You whisper as you gaze at his lips. Have they always looked so bite-able, so kiss-able like that?

"I am, if you let me. I will give everything you want and more." Kouga looked down at you with a gentle smile, his k-9's peaking past his lips. Kouga leans in, still using his finger to keep your eyes on him.

Your dark cheeks tented a slight red, you shut your eyes closed tight. Expecting to be kissed by Kouga. Though when you felt nothing you opened one eye looking back at him confused. Both eyes opened, batting your eyelashes at him. "I thought you were.."

"Hm? Gonna kiss you?"

You nod, this making Koga smile. Maybe he was getting some progress from you. "You mean you want me to kiss you?" Feeling bashful you nod just a tiny bit, realizing what you'd just admitted to wanting to kiss him. Once again, it was obvious you were attracted to Koga. Even to him, he could see it from a mile away.

"Thats..not what I ment to say–"

Koga smirks,"Then what?~ hm..I'll kiss you, if you want me too."

You scowl,"I did but no! You're pissing me off. If you haven't realized, this is inappropriate! We've been so close together, naked in this springs and now you're trying to get me to admit I want to ki-"

You went silent, with a pair of lips pressed to yours. Your hand instinctively going to his shoulder, as Koga pulls you in close. You sighed into his lips, finally giving in to some sort of affection from him. Koga pulls away, leaving you a breathless, heart-fluttery mess.. "See what happens when we come to an agreement and talk like adults?"

"Shut up..", you rolled your eyes, tugging at his arm. He took your subtle hint.

Koga smiles, leaning close,"Yes ma'am". Once again kissing you, and you gladly kissed back. Letting him lead, you followed his fluid like motions. Your eyes closing, pulling him in close and him doing the same.

Giving into to Koga felt wonderful. Being able to melt into his touch..could I feel like this all the time Im with him? His left hand on your waist and right on your cheek. Your hands on his chest, the both of you fit together like a steamy puzzle piece. When it seemed like the two of you were about to get carried away–

"Koga! Koga! We've got some trouble with the Northern Wolf Demon tribe."

Another voice,"Hey Sis!"

You yelp as you pull away, mid kiss– hiding behind Koga. "Ginta? Hakkaku?" You peak from Kouga's shoulder. The wolf demon with a spikey white mohawk spoke,"Wow! You're finally getting along?"

You visibly flustered,"We are Not!" You scowled. Hakkaku tilts his head in confusion,"Really? Because to me it looked like the two of you were a bout to-

Koga clears his throat, interruption Hakkaku. "E-Enough...now you two can head that way..I'll be right behind you."

The boys nod then take off. Hakkaku waves,"Bye sis! Glad to see you're finally coming along!"

Your eye twitches,"Don't call me that–"

Koga smiles,"You should probably stop denying it." You stare at him blankly, and scoff. Kouga gets out of the pond, shaking off what water he can before putting his clothes back on.

He smiles brightly at you,"Its okay, I know you love me. Its only a matter of time before you accept it, and when you do. I'll be waiting."

You fold your arms, embarrassed you look away. "As if! go run off to your tribe." Kouga, fixes his last clothing needed. "I'll catch you later, okay? Next time we meet I'll be sure to do something sweet for you!" He says starting his light jog.

"Stop being so nice to me!" You shout as he gets farther and farther away.

You hear a light laughter from his direction. "Just trying to help you chose beautiful ♡!" He shouts from what now is a cyclone zipping away.

....You sit in the pond..shivering..

"Sheesh. Some fiancé...he could've helped me wash my hair before he left...", you mumble. Smiling to yourself as you place your fingers on your lips..

.."I cant stand him ♡"

Written and posted on Nov 8/23

#koga x reader #Koga x you #koga x y/n #koga x black reader #koga inuyasha #inuyasha x reader #inuyasha x you #inuyasha x y/n #inuyasha x black reader #inuyasha scenarios #inuyasha imagines #inuyasha ff #kinktober #halloween x reader #kinktober ff

[dabis-azure-songbird]

Could you do headcanons for inuyasha where he's in a relationship with a plus sized female s/o who is quick to anger and ready to kick anyone's a*s*s when they p!ss her off?

Of course of course~! Love giving my plus-sized goddesses some love anytime any day of the week~ Xoxo ♥ Hope you enjoy it!

Pairing: Inuyasha x Plus!F!S/O

Warning: None besides maybe some cussing here and there, but also funny? Idk, it was to me!

♥ Chances are he finds your temper absolutely hilarious and is your biggest fan

♥ UNLESS it's actually directed at him

♥ He loves to watch you go off, but doesn't want to be the one you go off on

♥ When you're ready to kick someone's ass other than his... "HAHAHA! What a complete dumbass! She's gonna tear you a new one!"

♥ When it's at him... he feels his blood run cold and honestly he's trying to also figure out what he did if it's not quite completely obvious

♥ But, ohhhh, they better not say a word about you or your gorgeous body and try to bully you for it

♥ Your temper may be bad, but this boy will get so protective over you and absolutely lose his temper over that before you can even lift a finger

♥ Just unh unh, I pray for whoever angers the both of you at the same time. You two wouldn't move mountains...You'd break them and banish them from existence

♥ I can also see you guys getting into arguments and occasionally making each other mad

♥ But it would be hilarious to see you fight him!

♥ It's all normal and healthy of course once you guys both feel better after blowing off the steam

#inuyasha headcanons #inuyasha x reader #inuyasha x you #inuyasha req

[fuedalreesespieces]

i like to think that one day inuyasha is content and warm at home under the covers with his wife and suddenly he gets a flashback to this moment and dies from cringe

#this is one of the funniest panels personally #“do you hate me-” “YOU MAKE ME RETCH” like damn #I get the reasons behind this exchange but I just want to admire the expressions here lmao #inukag #inuyasha x kagome #kagome higurashi #inuyasha #inuyasha a feudal fairy tale

[anisaanisa]

Happy 27th Anniversary, Inuyasha!

Written and illustrated by Rumiko Takahashi, Inuyasha first debuted in Shogakukan's Weekly Shōnen Sunday (issue #50) on November 13th, 1996 ☆

#there was ONE year I could make this edit lest I wait another TEN #baby Anisa was 4. sound off where/when you were :D #my edit #inuyasha x kagome #miroku x sango #inuyasha #kagome #kagome higurashi #miroku #sango #shippo #kirara #inuyasha manga #inuyasha edit #manga edit #shounen #犬夜叉 #rumiko takahashi #shounen sunday 2003 #anisa reads inuyasha

[barblaz-arts]

We saw Charlie lose her temper with others during her fallout with Vaggie, but what do you think would happen if someone succeeded in seriously harming Vaggie and Charlie was unable to prevent it? Imagine the hell Charlie would raise. But, I love angst and love your last analysis and would like your thoughts.

What I want to happen is for Charlie to go batshit over it, even more than she did when Pentious died. She would be so mad that she almost kills the perpetrator, only for Vaggie to stop her not because she thinks the person doesn't deserve it, but because Vaggie knows Charlie would hate herself for killing anyone. To show that Charlie's love would go as deep as being willing to taint her soul for Vaggie, and that Vaggie loves Charlie too much to let that happen.

Like that trope where one character goes berserk and the other character desperately tries to calm them down so they don't kill anyone?

I want a scene like these for them so bad

#asks #i damn well know there are people who wont recognize the second gif #that's inuyasha #the other anime i used for a Wenclair au #the third one is lycoris recoil #it's good soooo good #the girlies dynamic is peak 'id sacrifice myself to save everyone' X 'id sacrifice everyone to save you' #people say it's yuribait but bbys pls it's shoujo ai to ME #if they didn't end up with dudes at the end then it aint bait!

[lexsssu]

Lactation Kink (Sesshomaru)

TAGS: Sesshomaru/Dragoness!Reader, lactation kink, smut, drabble Ao3 ver.

"It will be sometime before the pups arrive. This Sesshomaru will relieve you of your burden until then."

Though he stated it as if he were doing you a service out of the goodness of his heart, there is no denying the ravenous appetite he had for your body as the Lord of the West gulped down mouthfuls of your precious milk. Sesshomaru's expression is set in his typical cool facade, seemingly unbothered by the world around him because he is simply above it all and yet, the way his cock poked at your clothed cunt said otherwise.

No matter how much he denies or pretends, your mate is a willing slave to you. Every part of you amazed and enamored him, especially now as your body grew and changed to accommodate the imminent arrival of your first litter of pups.

Sitting on top of the demon's lap, your small hands clutched at his firm and broad shoulders as he partook of the milk straight from your swollen teats almost as if he himself was a hungry pup. By the time he finished one full breast and released your puffy nipple with a pop, his hungry mouth latched on to the other teat to similarly 'relieve it of pressure' due to the amount of milk you were already producing. 

You choose not to poke fun at your mate and his roundabout way of showing his love for you, opting to smile and play with his hair as he did his business. 

You also conveniently try not to squirm too much as you also increasingly became hot and bothered from his ministrations. 

However, considering the fact that Sesshomaru is already standing at full mast from what you were feeling, you won't be left bothered for too long.

#lexsssu writes #inuyasha #sesshomaru #sesshomaru x reader #sesshomaru x you #sesshomaru x y/n #kinktober #crossposted on ao3

[star-light-imagines]

Can I request a Sesshomaru and Todoroki hc. Where their s/o likes to draw, and has a sketch book filled with drawings of them?

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° this really took on a life of its own as I started writing, I stayed true to the request but did add in a touch of angst , because that's what came to mind picturing this take place.

┊ ➶ ｡˚ ° I hope you don't mind!

Sketches of You.

: ̗̀➛ Includes - sesshomaru x reader. shoto todoroki x reader. fluff. mutual pinning. slight angst. jealous shoto. bonus content.

: ̗̀➛ Warnings - gn! reader. slightly mean sesshomaru. annoying jaken. slight angst. cute loving moments.

: ̗̀➛ Word Count - 4,420

┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

(all art and characters are do not belong to me , credit goes to the original creators.)

Sesshomaru:

Curiosity. That's what he first started to feel towards watching you completely transfixed on the book you had in your hands. However, his intrigued stares were never granted a glimpse because when he would approach, your hands would tightly clasp the book closed.

As if you could sense when his eyes darted towards your artwork , you never failed to keep it just out of his view unknowingly adding to his ever-growing interest.

Your hands moved gracefully along the paper , as if it was dancing along the pages with the pencil held between your fingertips. Attention immersed in the lines forming in front of you , while a slight breeze annoyingly moved a strand of hair into your eyes causing you to pause.

"What is that book in your hands y/n? Is it for the school you speak of in your time?" he decides to ask while staring at you questioningly, the curiosity showing slightly on his features.

You hurriedly placed the book in your bag as he moved closer to the tree your back was now leaning against. The sketches were far too revealing of your feelings for him to see. No, if he saw these sketches he would see every emotion you had for him. You weren't ready to know if those feelings would be returned or denied.

"It's a sketchbook. Some of them are for my art class , however a majority of them are just so I can have a little piece of this era to keep with me while I'm at home." you said with a blush starting to grow pink on your cheeks.

"Hm."

He looked away from you as he looked towards the sky instead, sunlight catching his golden eyes making them almost glow. All you could picture was drawing the scene before you as soon as possible before you forgot how his silver hair blew in the slight breeze.

Annoyed. He starts to become annoyed when you had let Rin look into the sketchbook but you still went through immense effort to keep his eyes from looking at what you were creating. Why am I not allowed to see your art , do you not think of me as worthy enough to look upon it?

"Y/N! Y/N! look at these flowers I picked! Can you draw the same ones for me?" Rin had asked sweetly while placing her hands on your knees while you had been sketching.

"Of course I can." A smile effortlessly taking over your features as you speak to the girl.

"It's beyond me why you would want something useless like a drawing of a flower, child!" Jaken made his irritation known with a shrieking voice.

You start to diligently draw the flowers provided to you as you tune out the conversation.

"Oh Jaken! y/n told me that even though the flowers may wither away someday. However, if I have a drawing of the flowers then I can always keep them with me." she cooed happily.

"Don't you think so too , Lord Sesshomaru?" The little girl bubbly questioned

"Hm." was his only reply.

"That reminds me, Jaken, there's one of you and Rin together here."

You remembered suddenly as you finished the sketch of the flowers, quickly turning to the page of the drawing before anyone could see the others that plagued the pages of your sketchbook.

"WHAT! You drew me without my permission!" he screeches loudly.

Sesshomaru's irritation started to rise as the conversation grew on. Jaken's inherent gasp of wonder as Rin and him looked upon your sketchbook and the sequel of happiness she had praised upon you.

You happily gave her the sketch of the flowers she tasked you with, and she quickly was treating it as her prized possession.

"Lord Sesshomaru! Don't you want to see the drawing y/n made for me? It's so beautiful!"

"No , I don't need to set my eyes upon such trivial endeavors." It was said with such disgust that Rin had paused slightly and silence filled the air.

He had said the words out of irritation and annoyance, however you wouldn't know that.

Quickly without even sparing a glance towards the paper in Rin's tiny hands , had he stood from his spot next to the tree and left the campsite.

Leaving you with silent tears you refused to let spill in his wake.

Disappointed. He's disappointed in himself for allowing such insolent behavior. He had acted in such a childish way that he could only imagine his younger half brother would have reacted towards Kagome. He wasn't like him , he was more mature , more refined. So why is it bothering him so much anyways?

Was it because you never let him see the art inside that mysterious book?

Or was it the fact he had learned you had drawn the others in his pack and easily let them look upon your art while you still kept him at a distance ?

His thoughts plagued him as he stared at the full moon in the silence of the night.

Confused. When you had apologized the next morning while packing up the camp. There was nothing for you to apologize for which had hurt his pride more than when he acted so childish in front of you.

"Do not give apologies for something that is not needed."

There was no reply from you as a shocked expression formed on your features.

He knew he needed to atone for his behavior , however per his customs he would rather do so the right way rather than a lackluster apology, so he had to wait.

Guilty. After that night , he noticed you had stopped drawing as much as you used to. Before you had used almost every bit of your free time to draw, now it was replaced with you picking flowers with Rin or making small talk with Jaken and himself.

A few weeks had gone by since that night, and you had yet to even take out the sketchbook more than once a week much to his dismay.

Even though he never outwardly expresses it , watching you draw under the shade of the trees as Rin pranced around in the fields of flowers with Jaken at her heels brought a sense of peacefulness over him.

The furrowed eyebrows in concentration as your hands moved the pencil gracefully almost effortlessly across the sketchbook resting in your lap. A slight breeze rippling through your hair and making one strand a bit into your eyesight. Before you had moved the strand behind your ear to stop it constricting your line of view.

He knew you loved to draw and apparently had a gift for it from the praise Rin and Jaken had given you that night. He didn't want his childish words to keep you from doing something you desired to do.

He took a moment to peek at you over his shoulder , your eyes glancing at the clouds above. A slightly sad expression overtaking your facial features before you had made eye contact with him almost as if you had known his eyes were on you.

He quickly moved his eyes forward to gaze at the trail in front of him, a stoic expression while his heart hammered in his chest. This was new, he never felt this way before. He never felt the need to make someone want to smile more strongly than he did right now, and he had no idea on how to accomplish that with you.

Content. He led you aside one night to a river near the campsite. The moon light was reflecting off the water enchantingly and fireflies decided to dance along grass nearby.

"You no longer draw , how come ? Is it not something you desire to do?" he asked with a stoic expression as gold eyes made contact with e/c, filling the silence between you two.

"Oh , I just figured maybe I should take a break from it for now, plus my sketchbook is almost full so until my next trip home I'm a bit limited."

He noticed how pink dusted your cheeks before you quickly looked away. A smirk slightly formed on his lips at the sight , he liked seeing a blush form on your cheeks more than he previously would have realized.

"You apologized before for something that didn't need your apology."

"Oh, yes, that's right." you stammer out not seeing where this conversation could be heading.

"Do not do so again. If you know you aren't at fault , don't lower yourself to others' bad behavior."

You stood there stunned, not quite sure what to say before uttering a quick " Yes." when his stern eyes reached yours.

When that conversation happened you had mostly apologized in order for there to be no ill will between you two and make sure he wasn't upset at you. Never would you have imagined he would tell you twice now not to apologize for something so trivial in the long scheme of things.

"If anyone needs to apologize , it would be this Sesshomaru for the unsightly attitude I had given you. I should have told you this before now , however it is a yokai custom to come bearing gifts when asking for forgiveness."

Sesshomaru pulls out a set of what looks like custom made art tools. They were beautifully handcrafted with fine luxurious materials, more than likely yokai crafted at that.

A gasp of awe escapes your lips as your fingers gingerly gloss over each of the tools, you focus mostly on drawing but you could now expand your art to other mediums such as painting if you so desired.

Your heart had swelled to the brim with affection and happiness that spilled out in the form of tears running down your cheeks.

"Is it not to your liking." he asked, his lips forming a tight frown.

"It's beautiful." you say with what you're sure is the happiest smile you ever graced him before.

Yes , he is content with this for now.

Realization. Later that night as you two were walking back to the campsite, you ended up asking him why he had responded in such a way in the first place. When he had told you how he felt irritated about the others getting to see your art, while he felt left out and cast aside, you instantly started to feel guilt weigh down your shoulders.

"There's a reason I never let you see. It's not a good reason, but I was just embarrassed of what you would say once you saw what I draw everyday." you say while heat spreads to your cheeks.

"Why would you be embarrassed of showing this Sesshomaru?"

You quickly take the sketch book out of your bag and hand it to him before you can change your mind. He eyes you while his clawed fingers carefully open the book in his hands and you look away, embarrassed to watch his eyes linger on the sketches.

He's silent as his fingers graze the pages within , silently turning the pages every few moments after he takes in the contents of the page before.

"These are all sketches of .." he trails off in amazement, his eyes taking on a softer look than you have ever seen before.

"They are all sketches of you. yeah there's Rin or Jaken , maybe a beautiful valley every now and then , but you are what I sketch everyday. You are what I like to see most even when I'm in my era and not by your side."

That's when he realized the feelings he had towards you this whole time wasn't just ordinary feelings for a companion in his pack , or a human he had just happen to keep by his side.

He wanted to keep you by his side. He wanted to always make you smile the way he you are now with your eyes glowing and your cheeks dusted with a pink hue.

Most importantly, he couldn't be just content with you as a companion for much longer.

I never want to let y/n go.

"Y/n I desire to see everything you draw from now on."

"Of course" you reply shyly.

"You are stunningly beautiful when you blush like that. If only I had the skills you possess in order to show you as you had shown me."

Wide eyes catch the smirk dancing on his lips before he walks towards the campsite , hand still wrapped tightly around your sketchbook as he did.

┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Bonus Scene:

"Sesshomaru , I've been meaning to ask this. where did you get these art tools ?"

He glanced down at you as your head rested on his shoulder, your new sketchbook on your thighs as you gracefully sketched a beautiful scene of the two of you this time under a cherry blossom tree.

A pleased smile graced his usually stoic features as his eyes became softer at the sight. "I had them specially made from a yokai craftsman in my territory, the day Jaken was left to guard you two I had gone to collect them."

You smile happily as you nuzzle your face into his shoulder more as a slight breeze whipped some strands of hair onto your face.

He reaches a clawed hand towards you elegantly , placing the strand back behind your ear taking a few seconds to pull his fingers away before smirking at the obvious heat rising to your cheeks.

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Shoto Todoroki:

Curiosity. He started to notice you would often be sitting close to the windows in the dormitory, with all of your attention focused on the sketchbook on your lap. You would never once glance up at the environment around you, not even when one of your classmates was usually loud. His interest peaked , he couldn't help but wonder what you had been drawing for days on end.

Shoto had decided to try and take a glimpse at your artwork after watching you work dedicatedly on the page before beneath your smudge stained fingers.

The sketchbook had been slammed closed before his eyes could see the mysterious artwork hidden within, only feeding into his curiosity even more. You had given him a quick glance , making eye contact before placing the book safely in your bag.

"It's not polite to look at someone's personal belongings without permission, Todoroki."

His eyes glazed over to the bag that now held the notebook that is just out of his reach, before returning his eyes to stare directly into yours evenly almost as if stating a challenge.

"I'm just curious as to what you are drawing that has you so transfixed."

A smile makes its way to your lips.

"Ever hear that curiosity killed the cat."

You hastily made your way to your dorm room, bag in tow. The thumping of your heart was echoing in your ears as you walked. That was close, too close for comfort. If he had seen inside, he would know just how deeply of a crush you have been harboring for him since you first met him.

While he still stood there, piecing together your sentence.

Were you saying I would die for being too curious?

Content. Since the day he tried to take a glimpse of your sketchbook , you had been careful to not let him approach too closely. Making sure that if you had sensed him , you would immediately close the book in your hands. However, the curiosity he felt started to fade. Taking in the sight of you drawing so earnestly and with such dedication was art in itself.

You were enchanting , eyes focused on the pages before you. a firm grip on the sketchbook as it laid on your lap and your remaining hand danced across the paper delicately. His eyes were in a trance as he watched you from across the room , gliding along with each movement your fingers made.

A small smile graced your lips as you finished whatever art piece you had set your heart on that day, and that's when he felt it. Watching your eyebrows relax and peace settle into your face as you looked content as you placed the sketchbook bag in the safety of your bag. He noticed he no longer really needed to know what you were drawing as long as you continued to smile just like that.

Warmth filled his chest at the thought as he gazed at your retreating figure.

Yes, he's content with this.

Bitter. Shoto realizes that you are drawing in Midoriya's notebook. the feeling of ice shivered down his spine as he saw you so intently focused with that same smile he felt so content at seeing. Now being shown to his best friend in the seat next to you. Oh, so that was why you never let him see your art , it's reserved for someone else.

Midoriya had asked you a few days ago to help him redesign the sketches in his notebook. He noticed how you were always drawing in your free time and decided you would be the best person to go to for the request.

You've never taken commission work before, and even though you weren't getting paid it did feel nice having someone look at your art and see how excited they got at the results. Watching how happy Midoriya was at the sketches you had already placed made you eager to accept more requests in the future if you ever got the chance.

"Wow! y/n I can't believe how amazing your sketches are!" he says in wonder.

"Thank you, but you are really flattering me too much." you say happily as you make the finishing touches on the last drawing of a figure of midoriya doing a move he's wanting to practice.

"I really mean it y/n! This is way better than anything I've ever managed to do. What made you start drawing?"

You quickly put down your pencil as you go into thought for a moment from the sudden question.

"I guess.. it would have to be the fact that even though moments pass by so quickly, a moment I draw will stay forever encased like a photograph for me to look at whenever I want to revisit it."

"Y/N! That's beautiful." he states with slight tears forming in his eyes, while he's forcing himself to hold them back.

"Oh Todoroki! You're up early this morning, come look at y/n's art." Midoriya said excitedly as he motioned for Shoto to join them at the table you were residing at.

Your heart hammered in your chest at the thought of him finally looking at your artwork. This was finally something he could see that wouldn't immediately show how much you liked him and you were nervous about his response to your designs.

"No thank you. I heard curiosity killed the cat." he says with a stoic expression.

e/c met a heterochromia mixture of grey and blue in shock, he had refused to see the art he tried so desperately to steal a glimpse of a few weeks before. Had he really taken you seriously with your remark?, or did he just no longer care to look at what you were drawing anymore. The excitement in your heart slowly fading out, you fell silent.

You watched as midoriya continued to talk to him with a slightly shocked and worried expression, before eventually shoto had left the room leaving you alone once again with the green haired boy beside you.

Numb. The days following he had started to distance himself from you and Midoriya. Deciding to no longer eat with the two of you at lunch like before or spend free time together in the dormitory like what had been a routine for him. He now isolated himself in his room to escape the questioning looks you would give his way or the worried expressions his best friend would give him whenever he became too silent.

He didn't want to distance himself from you , but every time he saw you he remembered that the only one you allowed yourself to open up to was midoriya. He realized he would never be able to get close to you the way he was and it made him feel cold.

The cold feeling overtook him in a way that was so intense that his body and mind felt numb.

I lost y/n before I even had a chance to get them.

You had noticed how he was distancing himself and your heart ached in pain at the fact. every time you had tried to reach out, to question what could be plaguing his thoughts he would shut you out. Not only was your mind suffering from the worry , but so was the art you had tried to complete in order to relax from the stress.

The sketches of shoto that you had tried to finish the last few days have been a failure compared to your collection of artwork consisting of the one man taking over your thoughts. It was pointless to try and draw him when he won't even talk to me anymore.

A silent tear strolls down your cheek as you look up to the ceiling of your dorm.

Why do I feel so numb?

Midoriya had told me recently that my art might be able to reach people when words fail.

Taking a quick glance towards your sketchbook before you could second guess your thoughts, you grab it tightly in your hands and make your way towards his dorm room.

Surprised. The knock on his door had shaken him from his thoughts, and the sight of you as he opened his door had his stoic expression falter slightly as his eyes widened just a bit where you could notice. He obviously wasn't expecting you to be here in his doorway, Why would he when he had been actively pushing you away ? and yet here you were smiling sadly back at him in silence.

"Y/n?" he lets out a confused gasp of your name that he believed he only spoke in his mind for a moment when you took a few beats to answer.

He notices you take a breath inward before releasing it and the determined e/c orbs reach him.

"I won't know what's wrong unless you tell me."

"And I won't know how to help you unless you tell me." you continue before he can reply.

"But I can care about you, and I want to help you so stop pushing me away!"

You place the sketchbook in his hands in one rough motion as you finish your last sentence. Your gaze now directed at the ground and the tips of your ears growing red and the feeling of his eyes lingering on you in the silence that fell over you two.

Shoto looks down at the sketchbook in his hands while processing the words you had told him. he knows he was being to hard on you, he shouldn't have treated you so badly the last few days. he just couldn't force himself to watch you be with his best friend when he had just recently discovered that the feelings he's harbored for you all along would go unrequited.

He slowly opens the sketchbook prepared to see sketches of Midoriya or even just random sketches of the world through your eyes, however once the contents reach his vision he freezes. his fingers grazing the person so familiar to him on the pages before flipping through each page.

"This is .." he starts before stopping, surprised to see that every page was filled with sketches of one person.

"You. They are all sketches of you." you say a small smile placed on your lips as you hesitantly glanced up to him.

His heart filled with so much joy and awe that a few silent tears slid down his cheeks as he realized that not only did the person he had feelings for , have feelings for him as well , but that he had unintentionally hurt you more than he intended when he distanced himself.

"I was jealous." he states, suddenly making your mouth open in shock.

"What?!"

"Midoriya was able to see your artwork. It seemed like he was so much closer to you than I would ever be."

Shoto gazes turns downward towards his feet as a slight blush graces his cheeks from the revealed emotions.

You were surprised by the sudden confession and let a lighthearted laugh escape your lips from the pressure of his distance to put on your heart. He glanced at you making eye contact before you leaned into him, placing a hand on his cheek as you got closer.

"You know that cats have nine lives ? so even if they do die of curiosity they can always try again." you say before leaning to press your lips to his.

Happiness. The ice he had felt had melted and the numbness from the cold was warmed completely from your feelings that reached him through the sketches you had shown him and the kiss you have given him.

"I'm sorry for hurting you." he says softly while placing a strand of your hair behind your ear and looking deep into your eyes.

You smile brightly up at him in return.

“Promise to talk to me next time before you jump to conclusions?”

He laughs slightly as a small smile takes over the frown that graced his lips.

“Promise.”

┊┊┊┊ ➶ ❁۪ ｡˚ ✧

ˏˋ°•*⁀➷ Bonus Scene:

“So why were you drawing in Midoriya’s notebook?” he asked while you ate dinner together in his room.

You looked at him with a bright smile excited to tell him all about how you were now wanting to start commissioning your artworks.

“He asked me to help him redesign his notebook. He told me his drawings were making his notes look too messy.” you said happily before stealing a piece of his food from his plate.

“I really wish I would have paid more attention that day.” he said with a small sigh before the smile returns as he gazes at you.

“However I don’t regret anything because somehow throughout all this , I managed to get you.”

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A/N: Should I keep my headcanons / imagines like this or make them more simple & short?

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[justafewsmallsteps]

Late, but I’ve been dying to make some work for @kagomes-hanakotobamatsuri ! Here's to make up for Week 1 where I chose the red hibiscus to represent passion. Along with it I wrote a (kinda spicy) little prologue to this piece, which I'm now titling Genki. This can stand alone though!

Genki, The Prologue (((Word Count: 933 /// Warning for Alcohol use and dubious consent)))

This was a remarkably dumb idea. That thought briefly flitted about in Kagome’s mind, but was overshadowed by the vodka-induced adrenaline telling her to go for it. She was in her final semester of university. She’d been stressed and uptight and severely lacking a social life or any real kind of self-indulgence for over a year now, and once this break was over, she would return to Tokyo and strap in for the toughest final stretch of her academic career. Her friends had pestered her nonstop about what a shut-in she’d become, and Kagome was tired of being known as the group’s wet blanket. So tonight, just tonight, she would allow herself to have fun. 

And tonight, at this random party in Osaka, fun was a very attractive guy that she dragged into a corner to make out with aggressively. He was so pretty—at least that’s what she believed. Her eyes were closed and she was pretty drunk, so maybe he was average looking in sobering daylight, but perhaps not. He was admittedly a clumsy kisser, shy and cute, and somehow that was turning her on more. 

She didn’t ask his name, nor did she give hers. It went against all her instincts. She was always known for forming connections and bonding with people. Her friends told her she wasn’t the type to throw caution to the wind. She’d never have a wild hookup. She’d always been so responsible. Kagome didn’t take pride or shame in that as an attribute, but god she hated being told what she wasn’t capable of. She was capable of dressing up and going out, she was capable of drinking too much and loosening up, and she was absolutely capable of finding a hot guy to have sex with in a closet. And she was here now in her skimpy red dress to prove it. 

“Is this a good idea?” The hot stranger asked, panting as Kagome hiked up her skirt and began fumbling with his jeans. 

“I don’t know. I don’t want to think tonight.” She finally got the button undone and pulled his pants down. 

“You’re okay with this? I think we’re both—“

She shoved her mouth on his fervently, tongue thrusting back into his mouth, hoping she could convince him to shut up before he made too much sense. 

“Drunk,” he finished, but sounded out of breath and dopey. 

“I’m okay with this.” He was single. He said he was clean. Those were the only two extra qualifiers that she had needed before she threw herself into his arms. “You want me?” 

It was apparently a struggle for him to answer her properly when her hand was already in his boxers, but he managed a, “Yes,” into her shoulder as she pushed them down. 

They were in a closet for heaven’s sake. There wasn’t much time or space, but Kagome was wasted and determined as she wrangled them onto the floor, straddling him in the cramped space. 

“Good, because I want you,” she confessed into the crook of his neck. 

Apparently that hit some kind of switch, because at that moment he grabbed her hip with one hand, and yanked her panties aside with the other, entering her with a groan.

“Oh! Oh yes.” She threw her head back as she clung to his shoulders. They weren’t wasting any time. “Yes, yes, yes!” It was amazing. She’d never felt this hot in her life. “How is this so good?” 

“No clue,” he replied. “It’s you, I swear. Or the alcohol.” 

She would’ve laughed or thanked him or something, but she was so caught up in the moment that she simply nodded. In the darkness, every sensation seemed to multiply—the squeeze of his hands, the heat of his lips, the oh so satisfying way he fit into her. 

“Yes! There! There, there!” It only took a few minutes of rocking up and down, but Kagome was so turned on that she reached her peak just moments later. “So good. You’re incredible!”

In turn he finished to her encouraging moans. 

And that was that. After only a brief moment to collect her breath, Kagome kissed his cheek sweetly. “Thank you. That was amazing. That was just what I needed and so much more.” 

“Y-you’re welcome,” she couldn’t make out his expression in the dark, but his voice was shaky.  

“Do you mind staying back for a minute? I… I’m trying to prove something dumb to my friends, so I’ve got to disappear.” 

“You have to?” He was so cute that Kagome almost gave in and asked his name, but she was stubbornly holding onto her pride, so she got up before this turned into something more. It would be just like her to get all mushy and exchange numbers and make it all romantic. No. Not this time. 

“I have to,” she confirmed. “But it’s not because of anything you did wrong. You’re really wonderful and you seem very nice.” 

“You too.” 

“Too nice, according to my friends. Nice and boring.” 

“You ain’t boring, that’s for sure.” 

She giggled. “Just for tonight.”

“Lucky me.” 

“I’m glad you think so. I’m really happy it was you, for the record. I hope you don’t feel like I used you, whoever you are, hot stuff.” 

He almosted coughed at the nickname. “You made my night, I promise. Get out there and give ‘em hell.” 

Kagome nodded, her legs a little wobbly. Then she turned the knob and let herself out, emerging smug and satisfied, but with a slight pang in her heart for the guy she’d left in the closet. 

No, she assured herself. No regrets.

#inuyasha #kagome higurashi #kagshanakotoba #khm2024 #jelly art #jelly fic #inukag #if you know me hahaha #but i guess it could be kagome x male of your choice #if that's what you want #justafewsmallsteps

[aspiring-writer-hidden-voice]

Dominance

“It’s just a costume.” You sigh when Miroku had reacted from your appearance by brandishing a sacred sutra, his eyes so wide they looked about to fall out of their sockets. One of your hands rested upon your hip as it cocked slightly, brows furrowing when the monk circled you several times. “Sometimes I forget that you guys have no idea of what holidays are.” It wasn’t their fault though, since they lived in a completely different era than you came from, so most of the celebratory occasions that were normal to you had yet to be heard of on this side of the world at this time. Mid-sized ears attached to the headband in your hair stuck upwards in a perked way, manicured fingers, clothing that hugged your figure perfectly while showcasing your favorite assets, and with your friends’ help you even had a large life-like tail waving behind you that was fluffier than Seshomaru’s fabled cloak. Heat threatened to enter your cheeks when Shippo complimented on how he approved of this appearance, saying that you looked much better than some of the demons of the actual race which had inspired this homemade costume, and cast a glance towards the oddly silent figure with a head of long white hair whose face was twitching. “What’s your problem?”

The half-demon bristled at your teasing tone, huffing while crossing his arms and smirking. “You look like something that came out of a rat’s ass and you’re stinking up my nose with all that makeup it’s so nauseating.” InuYasha must have thought you weren’t going to retaliate judging from how he turned away as if ending the discussion when you barked a laugh.

“You’re just mad because I look like a better and would be a better dog-yokai than you are.”

He was instantly inches from your face, golden eyes narrowed with twitching corners and sharp teeth bared. “And how the hell would you know that?!” For a split second his gaze darted across your being as the rest of the group continued onward along the path before it returned to yours. Something shifted within their depths that made your heart beat harder and faster when he leaned closer until the warmth of his breath caressed your face. “I’ll show you what I’m really capable of if you don’t watch that ego of yours, Y/n.”

The palm of your hand rose until his chin was cupped within its palm, a smirk raising your lips as you began to walk around him. “Don’t strain yourself while doing so.” A laugh would’ve bubble up your throat at his growl, which you initially thought was harmless, but it dissolved into a surprised mix of a groan and gasp when sharp canines met the sensitive flesh of your neck.

“Guess I gotta show you who the alpha is around here.” His voice had become deep again, reverberating across your skin and leaving it tingling as he led you towards the nearby tree line. Sharp claws that could and have easily torn your clothing were careful of the fabric yet tantalizingly rough with your bare skin as they sought for your most sensitive area, earning squirms and hushed groans from you.

#inuyasha #InuYasha X reader #InuYasha half-demon #half-demon X reader #InuYasha X y/n #InuYasha X you #Halloween 2022

[elevenharbor]

midnight bribe, moonlight bride (29576 words) by elevenharbor Chapters: 7/? Fandom: InuYasha - A Feudal Fairy Tale Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Relationships: Higurashi Kagome/Sesshoumaru, Higurashi Kagome & Sesshoumaru Additional Tags: POV First Person, Tropes, Alternate Universe, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Writing Exercise, Alternate Universe - Arranged Marriage, Fake/Pretend Relationship, Slow Burn, No beta this is war Summary: when bribes turn into something more, what is a girl to do next? Deal with the devil himself, of course!

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chapter 7 is up...and i even made a new cover/sesskag art :) it's my thank you to the lovely people who haven't forgotten this story and gave love and comments on this first-person POV journey of mine. you guys kept me going and i appreciate each and every single one of you.

i am a bit rusty with drawing them and it's rough around the edges since i went on a six-month hiatus. maybe i should retire from art (kidding!....or am I?)

love, eleven

please don't repost. a reblog would be appreciated. Thank you

#sesskag #eleven's doodles #sesshoumaru x kagome #sesshomaru #kagome #sesshoumaru #fan art #my art #fanart #fanfiction #sesshomaru and kagome #inuyasha #modern au #sesshoumaru fanart #kagome fanart #kagome higurashi #higurashi kagome #thank you #midnight bribe moonlight bride #elevenharbor

[jess-oui]

🌺 InuKag Fluff Week - “First Kiss” 🌺

I had a little vote over on insta for which prompts from InuKag Fluff Week people wanted to see and this was the second most popular vote! 

The first most popular vote will be coming soon, though unfortunately it’ll be a bit after this week! (Life stuff getting in the way!) 😔 🙇‍♀️ 😢

Anyway, please enjoy! We were robbed from a kiss in the manga - I’ll never understand why.. 😭☹️

#inukagfluffweek #inukag #inuyasha #kagome #miroku x sango #inuyasha x kagome #mirsan #cute #mini comic #fanart #fan comic #prompt #first kiss #this is how it went in my head #honestly though rumiko ily but why didnt you give us a lil kiss my heart breaks #jess-oui

[dreamlandcreations]

Imagine dying from poison

Imagine dying from poison and knowing that the Tenseiga can't save you again Sesshōmaru bites you, takes you as his mate and shares his strength with you through his venomous blood.

#sesshoumaru imagine #sesshomaru x reader #sesshoumaru #sesshomaru #sesshoumaru x reader #sesshoumaru x you #sesshomaru x you #sesshomaru imagine #inuyasha #my stuff #my fics

[fuedalreesespieces]

gossiping inukag is the best inukag, actually (ft disgruntled younger brother shippo)

#inuyasha #inukag #inuyasha x kagome #this scene is one of my absolute favorites #just them being gossipy friends #love the idea of inuyasha picking up village gossip when they're married and coming home like “you won't believe what I just heard” #and like he doesn't tend to care much about what other people are doing but he likes to see her animated reactions to things #“...and so that's why tatsuo is remarrying” “oh my GOD! - pass the miso." #inugang #inuyasha a feudal fairy tale #kagome higurashi