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Sesskag, yoga instructor/s, bright pink
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SessKag, Yoga Instructor, Bright Pink
Kagome busied herself with stretching while the rest of the members filtered into the room. So she was a solid ten minutes early? It didn't mean anything.
Nothing at all.
It wasn't like she'd signed up for this class specifically because of who was teaching it. Biting her lips, she tried not to stare at the doorway, wondering when he would appear. She could feel his youki within the building but had managed not to seek it out with her reiki.
This time.
Coming across Sesshoumaru in the modern era had been a surprise, but a yoga instructor was not at the top of the list of careers she'd ever consider him partaking in. Somehow she still envisioned him clad in armour or brandishing a sword.
She almost hadn't recognized him in the bright pink yoga shirt and matching nail polish.
It had taken him a moment to place her—apparently, Inuyasha had never gone into details about the well—but overall, he'd been happy to see her. If 'happy' was an emotion the former lord of the west felt.
He'd encouraged her to come to the next class at least.
It had been several months since then, and Kagome had gone to all his classes. She'd never been a fan of yoga before, but the way he taught left her breathless, and not just from the way his clothes stretched across his chest.
He'd also somehow convinced the rest of the members that the stripes were tattoos, never bothering to cover them up, and Kagome couldn't help but wonder if his wrists and ankles weren't the only places sporting slashes of magenta.
Even with how flexible he was, the fabric of his clothes never revealed anything more than what he allowed, leaving Kagome's mind running wild with possibilities.
A hush fell over the room as he entered, Kagome's hand raising in a silent greeting as their eyes met. A smirk touched his lips before he addressed the class, turning on his usual playlist as he got into the first position. She followed along, eyes glued to his form as she copied the movements.
His voice was cathartic, though illegal was a more appropriate word, leaving her short of breath for all the wrong reasons. As they got a more complicated pose, Sesshoumaru started walking around the room, adjusting some of the other members before he got to her.
"You have improved," he said softly, claws skimming the underside of her legs. Kagome's stomach clenched as she tried to remain stable, skin tingling from his touch.
"You're a good teacher," she said, shifting into the next pose. His claws dragged once again as he bent over her, lips brushing the back of her ear. She jerked and would've fallen over if he hadn't caught her, easing her back into position.
"You would benefit from a more advanced class," he mused, breath wafting along the back of her neck.
"But you don't teach those ones," she blurted, face turning as pink as his shirt.
He paused for a moment, and she looked up, that smirk on his face again. "Perhaps a private lesson, then?"
Heart hammering in her chest, she nodded, wondering if she was imagining the intrigue in his eyes. He tapped the back of her leg, motioning for her to straighten it, then returned to the front of the room.
Kagome couldn't decide if the fine sheen of sweat on her body was from the yoga or anticipation of what was to come.
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oh my godddd I just BINGED your entire Gaz series and I s2g you have me chewing drywall. you write him so GOOD and Reader is so cute and your writing style is so!!! you WORK this prose, you put the work in baby and it shows!!!
love a Gaz who is so polite and smart and witty and a little unhinged...... (love your Soap too, btw, like let me sew you up some more bb)
honestly so glad I happened to stumble upon this novella of yours literally two hours ago with all parts complete, because if I'd had to wait for updates I would've gone feral. brooooo ilu ilu ilu
okay I'm honestly so happy about this message because!!!! you're the first to comment about how my writing changes near the end of the fic and I'm so thankful for that bc i keep trying to make this change to get better by using other people's work as inspo so tysm for this comment🥹💜
people's work i used as inspo for this (who btw have writing that is much more consistently beautiful and who i will always look up to):
@ceilidho for her bear shifter price au
AND
@boneblushed for her second-chance rafe fic
if there's anyone to thank for having this fic fully formed in ten days instead of on hiatus indefinitely it's these two. Their work inspired me to write better---and to finish that final part off with a bang.
nonetheless anon I am so glad u enjoyed my stories!! thank you for taking the time to comment on my work ilu u r so sweet and i hope u have the best day🥰
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07/11/23 ANNOUNCEMENT:
closing requests!
anyone who sends in a request after this announcement will be contributing to the illegal request count, and if i get more than 10 illegal requests during this time, ill be keeping my requests closed for a week longer than i had intended :))
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hello, I was wondering how you got so good at art, mostly making panels for comics. They look amazing!! how do you know where to place things etc? also huge fan even if you don't answer I wanted to let you know you are amazing and help me when I feel down. thank you, even if you didn't intend for that <3
I love to study and take inspiration from the comics and webcomics i've read, I think "Hanna is Not a Boys Name" still rates as one of my biggest inspirations despite it's now slightly sordid history, it nonetheless was what opened my eyes to the idea that comic panels could be more than simple boxes to contain the story UvU
you an absolute angel anon 💖
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"Human." The heavily armored figure regards the other while leaning against a tree, arms crossed. They pause a moment, as if trying to think of why they were even speaking to this one. "...What is this land?"
☄️ Finn let out a high-pitched shriek and nearly jumped a foot in the air. The voice suddenly speaking behind him startled the poor guy, and it didn't help he'd been more on-edge than usual lately.
"Uh. Sorry," he cleared his throat, making sure to lower his voice as he turned around to address the the question. "It's the Grasslands?" 🦋
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