#yashahime fanfics

[the-risen-tide]

So a couple of posts ago I put up a rather gushing review of the sequel to my favorite anime. x3  Since then, my writing muse has been nonstop flooding my brain with fanfiction ideas, mostly little fluffy romantic thoughts and missing moment stuff featuring Sesshomaru and Rin and their family...and as I take any excuse to grab the fickle and rare jewel that is motivation to write, a small but growing collection of short stories has come to fruition. x3

I wanted to share it here as I share all my fanfics (if not directly, there’s still a link to my FF.net if anyone would like to peruse x3), but as I lurk around the fanworks, I still see a lot of by-now ridiculous hate towards what is a very beautiful (and very canon) love story, that I was hesitant to do so.

Then I thought, “Wait...if I don’t post, that means I’m letting the haters win.

Can’t have that, can we?!”

The Sun, the Moon and the Ages

So there’s a link on my AO3 to my Inuyasha/Yashahime inspired short story collection for my fellow like-mindeds.  It’s also on my FF.net!  Both collections are updated at the same time, whenever I do, which has been lately roughly five to seven days or so between stories. x3  I hope you all find it and enjoy. ^.^

Letting my fellow fans know that I’m not easily intimidated by toxicity. :3

#text post #stories #fanfics #inuyasha fanfics #yashahime fanfics #sessrin #sessrin positivity #pro sessrin #inukag #pro inukag #inukag positivity #canon ship positivity #anime fanfics #i am geek #hear me roar #and proudly at that

[geda-art]

dream together 🩷🩵💜

#inuyasha #kagome #inukag #inuyashafanart #kagomefanart #inukaglove #inukagweek #inukagfeelings #inukagmoment #inukagfanart

#inuyasha #inuyashafanart #inuyasha kanketsu hen #inukag #kagome #yashahime #hanyou no yashahime: sengoku otogizoushi #inuyashaxkagome #Inukagfanart #inukagfeelings #inuyashayashahime #inuyasha kagome #inukag love #inukag fanfic #moroha

[inukag-archive]

Do you know of any fics with an emphasis on Moroha’s and Kagome’s relationship? I’m looking for some juicy mother-daughter stuff. Thank you so much for your time and help!

Hi anon! We thought this would be an easy one, but after lots of searching, what we found is that most fics with Moroha tend to be centered around Inuyasha's relationship with her, or are more general InuKag parenting fics. The short list below are the few we found that focus specifically on the mother-daughter relationship between Kagome and Moroha.

If you're interested in more general parenting fics that feature both Inuyasha and Kagome, we previously put together lists of InuKag being new parents to Moroha, and InuKag raising Moroha.

Enjoy!

Safe by @keichanz (T)

Inuyasha is late coming home from a youkai slaying trip. Moroha worries and Kagome does her best to reassure her.

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Her Mother's Daughter by @omgitscharlie (G)

Moroha has more questions than normal, leaving Kagome happy to indulge her daughter with some answers.

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The One Right Wish (Chapter 4: My Favorite Part) by @hanmajoerin (T)

While InuYasha and Miroku stay overnight at their latest job, Kagome tells Moroha a bedtime story at home.

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Canis Pater by @fawn-eyed-girl & @ruddcatha (T)

On a night when Inuyasha is away on an exorcism, neither Moroha nor Kagome can sleep. Kagome takes Moroha outside to look at the stars, where she tells her daughter a very special story...about a hanyō whose act of bravery hangs in the heavens.

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A Mother and Daughter's Bond by @misteria247 (T)

Some much needed bonding time between Kagome and her daughter Moroha. Basically the fic of if Yashahime won't give it to me I'll just do it myself.

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How did Moroha get her ribbon? by @vikingknight90 (NR)

Inspired by a lovely fanart I had to put this into words. If this isn’t close to how she actually got it, I’ll be rather disappointed with Sunrise, haha.

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Like a Burning Fire by UlisaBarbic (T)

With Inuyasha off to discuss with Koga and Ayame what happened with Moroha, Kagome has some much desired private time with her daughter. But they can never really get a true off day, can they? But protectiveness is their family's lifeblood.

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Little Peachling by @unlockthelore (G)

On a trip home in twilight's wonder, Kagome tells Moroha she's like a peach, and Moroha disagrees.

#inukag archive #inukag fanfic #inuyasha fanfiction #hanyo no yashahime #moroha #mother daughter relationship #parenting

[shade-without-color]

So the earth comes by, and we wait. (Read it at A03)

Happiest of birthdays to my dearest friend and Midoriko to my Kirinmaru @serial-doubters-club, I know school has been kicking your ass and life can be a glorious dumpster fire (No pun intended), but thank you for being the best of friends ever, by sharing your brain cells to birth 'I want you' and endure my chaos.

As a gift for you, here is your Midokirin Hades x Prosphere AU but with a twist, I hope you enjoy the tale of hope, and wonder amidst the cold (No pun intended)

A shoutout to @cozylilmittens for its lookthrough over my work, I so appreciate the quick editing and this line 'I CANT BELIEVE KIRINMARU IS (SPOLIER) DIE RN LLADLDJAKDJ'

And for your entertainment, here is a playlist for you on that special day

#writing #writers on tumblr #inuyasha #kirinmaru #inuyasha fanfiction #Midoriko #Midokirin #hades x persephone #fanfic #spilled ink #hanyo no yashahime #I hope you enjoy this !!!

[kuzukami]

Yashahime but just redo all of it "¯\_(ツ)_/¯"

Idk maybe let Rin be an adult. Like a real adult and not an 18 yr old girl with 14 yr old daughters that shit was weird. Like why couldn’t she be in her late thirties?

Maybe just have Zero be the big bad and Kirinmaru is her lackey, Riku could’ve been more dramatic with a double crossing and the four perils were annoying honestly. The whole plot was a little wack.

Inukimi was perfect tho she can do no wrong.

#yashahime #inukimi #sesshomaru #towa higurashi #kirinmaru #fanfic

[timeashunger]

#1: golden

In the end, Rin says on an early summer day, just as the sun is about to set. It comes out wrong, too. “Kaede,” she says, “is unusually long-lived.”

It’s this exquisite moment in which sunshine drapes the world—the village and the grass and the people—in the gold of jewellery or fine kimonos, a shade so precious she, too, feels silk-fine. Lord Sesshomaru makes a short, low sound in acknowledgment, and Rin notices his eyes flick towards the village below, past the slope of the hill and the scintillating stream of water irrigating the rice fields.

Kaede, bright red trousers and a frown, trudges out of the hut they have shared for years—looking for her, calling her home. Not that Rin can see her expression from here, but she knows she’s frowning. She usually is, when Lord Sesshomaru is here. 

His eyes are on her, now, and somehow the bark under the palms of her hands becomes rougher, the log uncomfortable. She stretches her legs, her kimono riding up her calves to show a patch of skin that she began to cover years ago. His gaze, at time inscrutable, feels like scrutiny. This is new.

She’s just told him, as she usually does when he visits, about her days, and the harvests, and the births she’s assisted with, and her progress with calligraphy and the—limited—training with Kohaku, and never once have his eyes shown—this. 

“Have you and the priestess had a disagreement?” he asks eventually.

Kaede is unusually long-lived, she just said. She realises, awkwardly, that it sounded like a statement of ill-wish. Lord Sesshomaru is puzzled. He, too, is bathed in light, and perhaps her words came out wrong because she was too busy admiring how the sun caught in the silver strands of his hair. So, with renewed intent, she looks into his eyes, his beautiful, amber eyes, and she clarifies: “One should be so lucky to reach her age.”

He hums again, but the intensity of his gaze does not falter. “Indeed,” he says, the tone a question. 

“One should be so lucky to reach her age,” Rin says again. And then: “I should be so lucky to reach her age.”

And his eyes widen.

#hanyo no yashahime #yashahime #drabble #fanfic #vignettes #to be posted on ao3 #sessrin #sessrin positivity #part of a series!

[sunyoungpeony]

Towa wanted to know if Riku kissed a girl.

#ritowa #rikutowa #riku #rikowa #riku x towa #hanyou no yashahime #yashahime princess half demon #towa #towa higurashi #inuyasha #ao3 writer #ao3 author #ao3 link #ao3 fanfic #ao3 stuff #ao3fic #fandom ships #fanfiction #fanfic #yashahime #hanyo no yashahime manga

[iinuyashaa]

“For Your Own Protection” Chp. 1

(a KohRin + slight SessKag series)

The wind whirled through Sesshomaru’s hair as he soared just beneath the cover of clouds towards the village of Edo, and the Lord of the Western Lands was quietly grateful for the breeze that lapped against his skin as he flew. The summer season had been unusually hot and sticky, the air annoyingly clinging to one’s skin should they decide to make a now seemingly perilous journey under the sun and outside of the shade provided by one’s hut. Despite his historically high tolerance for discomfort, even Sesshomaru could admit to himself that after a day’s travel, there was nothing more he wanted to do than rid himself of his robes and hurl himself into the nearest spring to wash the invisible grime of the day off his being.

No matter, he reconciled to himself, blinking his eyes and tilting his head downwards to once again focus his gaze on the land far below his feet. There was no time for musing about the heat— he had a mission to carry out. Inhaling deeply, his expert nose picked up the scents he was looking for: cooked meats, spices and herbs, and, well, human sweat. And his half-brother. He didn’t know which smell to grimace at more. Yes, he was on the right path. Edo couldn’t possibly be too far from him now.

His intuitions were correct. It took Sesshomaru but a few more minutes until he began his descent into the village, working diligently, as he glided to the ground, to dismiss the narratives of loathing that danced in his mind about the precious manufactured breeze slipping away from him and the sights, sounds, and smells of the village inevitably beginning to assault his heightened senses. The sun hung high in the sky, and he could hear the insects singing in the grass around him as his feet gracefully met the earth. Rolling back his shoulders under his heavy armor, Sesshomaru furrowed his eyebrows. When did he become so accustomed to whining like a pup? It must be the heat.

Or you’re becoming grumpier as you age, a voice eerily akin to that of the shikon miko, with a confidence so unusual for a woman in this era to have in speaking to a being of higher status, teasingly whispered in the back of his mind. He blinked, rejecting the notion. No, it was certainly the heat. He almost paused to wonder why the voice had sounded like…

Sesshomaru closed his eyes and pinched the bridge of his nose. Deciphering that will have to wait. I have matters to attend to.

He wasn’t afforded much time to scan his surroundings before a shorter figure clad in purple robes barreled through the reed doors of a hut to his right with a shout, making his head turn towards the commotion.

“Lord Sesshomaru! You’ve returned!” Rin practically rejoiced, her arms outstretching towards him and voice ringing with a tone of glee that reminded him of the sound of summer chime bells ringing on the many human temples he’d passed on his travels. Sesshomaru turned to face her, catching her shoulders just before she could slam into him with what he had been previously informed was called a hug. Truth be told, even after years of having her under his care, he was still becoming accustomed to the reality that humans felt far more inclined to hug their loved ones in a warm embrace upon meeting. Such a display of affection had not happened during his childhood, at least. As if instinctually, one of his large hands found its way to the top of the girl’s head, gently resting there as she smiled up at him. If one was watching intently enough, they would notice how his normally ambivalent expression faded away, his gaze softening and his lips tugging into a small smile as he looked at the smaller, more cheerful form beside him.

“Rin… It’s good to see you. Are you well?” he asked, already knowing the answer. It was almost a silly question. Of course she was doing fine. He wouldn’t have allowed her to reside here in the village if he didn’t trust the human adults nearby to care for her. Regardless of his typical disdain for Inuyasha, Sesshomaru knew, deep down inside, that his half-brother would be at the ready to defend his precious Rin at a moment’s notice should the need arise. It was one of his younger sibling’s few redeeming qualities.

“Oh, yes! I’ve been well. Kaede-sama and Kagome-sama have been teaching me all about herbs, salves, potions, spices… I even learned how to fix broken bones last moon! Did I tell you that I’m thinking of becoming a healer? With a couple of more years of training, Kaede-sama says that I’ll…” The young girl’s voice prattled on excitedly, draining out into a sort of muffled background noise as he looked down at her, watching his adoptive daughter’s hands flurry about as she explained something. Admittedly, he didn’t hear much more of it. As he looked at her form, Sesshomaru felt a wave of… Sadness? Regret? No, those weren’t exactly right. It was something more akin to a sense of fleetingness.

How much had she grown since he’d last seen her? It had only been, what, seven moons? She was certainly taller now, and her kimono needed tailoring, as it was now climbing up her shin. Not scandalously, of course, but enough to where he noticed. He’d have put that on the list of things to inquire about—if there was any seamstress in the village, he could pay to have it adjusted. Or just buy a new one.

Perhaps that’d be easier. A new kimono that isn’t drenched in sweat from the heat would probably make her feel more comfortable. I will set aside some money, Sesshomaru mused to himself, continuing to analyze her.

Rin’s hair was a darker shade of brownish black now, and her cheeks were no longer as full and rosy and, dare he recall how the miko had once cooed, squishable, as they had been when she was a younger child. Her once cheeky smile, dotted with empty spaces where teeth would one day grow, was now full of dull, adult human teeth that made up a welcoming, gentle smile. Sesshomaru understood that she was sixteen years of age now… but that didn’t mean he wasn’t somewhat startled. Rationally, he knew full well that humans progressed through aging at rapid-fire speed compared to youkai. The demon lord had just never been an eyewitness to the process until now.

An even darker realization soon sprouted in his thoughts, a macabre reminder of his true reason for visiting the village.

If anyone… or any remotely powerful demon… were to attack the village, she’d almost be the perfect prey. Young, beautiful, and practically defenseless. There are those in the lands who would take advantage of her in the most horrific ways possible if they had the chance. I would hunt anyone down and kill them as revenge, of course, if they so much as looked at her in a defiling manner… But it’s still an unsavory thought. This cannot continue, especially with the rumors… The thoughts tugged and swirled around one another in his mind in a sort of torturous dance, causing his expression to sour.

Unbeknownst to Sesshomaru, Rin had slowly ceased her chatter and watched inquisitively as her lord’s eyes narrowed to gaze towards the dusty traveler’s road in the distance behind her. The teenager knew what that meant: her protector was deep in thought. She decided she could tell him more about her studies later. Just as Rin parted her lips to chirp an invitation inside and fill the momentary silence, Sesshomaru looked down towards her again, cutting her off.

“Let us not stay in the heat any longer, Rin. Is that elderly miko here? I must speak with her.”

Rin nodded her head, lifting her hand in the direction of the one-eyed miko’s hut. “Yes, Kaede-sama’s just inside. The others are here too! Ah, you’ll get to see almost everyone!” She nearly squealed out in response, turning on her heel to lead him to the dwelling. One could have joked that Sesshomaru almost followed obediently. How the tables had turned indeed—anything for him to escape melting under the sun.

Leaning forward so as to duck his way through the small entranceway of the old miko’s home, the crackly, hoarse voice of the one he knew as Kaede met his ears as she straightforwardly greeted him. “Lord Sesshomaru… Welcome to our village. What brings you here this time?”

The demon-slayer siblings, sitting adjacent to the shikon miko, looked up at him in mild surprise. Kagome, however, sent him her usual small, polite smile and greeted him on behalf of her sitting companions. “Yes, Sesshomaru-sama… It’s good to see you. I hope your travels weren’t too tiring.”

Sesshomaru paused. The boy and his older sister were here as well, hm? Interesting. And potentially useful. Rin rolled back and forth on her feet as she stood next to him, sending quick glances between himself and to the boy who had traveled with him before, Kohaku.

“I have come to discuss something urgent. Is the half-breed around as well? What of the monk?” Sesshomaru question, his voice setting a more serious tone for the conversation as his eyes scanned the room.

Kagome and the female slayer – Sango, Sesshomaru reminded himself – both nearly laughed, already knowing who he was referring to. They routinely wondered when the dog demon would finally come around to calling them their actual names. Sango spoke this time, “Inuyasha and Miroku are both out on a mission. A nearby village has been having some trouble with a boar youkai going on a rampage against the farmers and their crops.”

“Sounds inconvenient.” Sesshomaru curtly replied as he glanced across the room. Why was the slayer boy trying to hide his smile towards his ward? Did he think he was coy?

“Well, before you tell us the news, would you like some fresh water, Lord Sesshomaru?” Rin piped up in question, gently tugging on the robe covering his left arm and diverting the dog demon’s attention to her once more. Under normal circumstances the demon lord would have refrained from nourishing himself in front of others… But his dry throat told a different story. He quietly nodded to Rin. “And please, sit down!” she added, motioning him to sit. Sesshomaru buckled, as usual when it came to her, trying to plop down on the dirt floor beneath him as regally as possible.

All eyes were on him. “So,” Kagome began, easing everyone into conversation as she had almost always done, “What rumors do you have for us today? It must be serious for you to visit so unexpectedly.”

“Four moons ago,” began Sesshomaru, “I had heard whispers of a band of demons and humans nearly one hundred strong working together to raid human villages in the east. I didn’t think much of it before— it sounded incredulous at the time. Humans and demons collaborating to pillage? I brushed it off as nonsense.” His companions patiently soaked in his words, waiting for him to continue.

“Yet days ago, along the border between the west and east, I found three decimated villages filled with rotting corpses, all violated in a myriad of ways on the eastern side. Some were obviously carved apart using claws; others were sliced with swords. The women were defiled in ways I care not to speak of. While I cannot say with complete certainty that humans were the aggressors, I certainly scented the remnants of demon kind. And humans that were still alive. My instinct tells me not to disregard this.” Sesshomaru silently acknowledged Rin with a glance, who had gently placed a teacup filled with water in his open hand. He took a sip, relishing the cool liquid on his tongue.

“Given these rumors and my findings, I have made the decision that I’m going to remain here in the village for the next moon to keep watch in the event that they decide to cross the border.” He looked over at Rin who – to his surprise – had moved to sit next to the demon slayer boy. Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed at the sight. Why wasn’t she sitting next to him? “Rin, you and I will be training together in the morning every day. Fighting. Self-defense. As much as I can teach you.”

Rin’s eyes widened to the size of saucers. “T-Training? A-And you’re living with us?” The words stammered out of her mouth in surprise.

“Do you believe me to have misspoken, Rin?” Sesshomaru questioned, setting the cup down in front of him.

It was Kaede’s turn to join the fray of conversation, her voice croaking in protest. “Nay, Lord Sesshomaru. That won’t be happening.”

His head quickly turned to glare at the old woman who was on the path to quickly being filed as ‘old hag’ in his mind. “Rin is focusing her studies on healing, and she’s excelling wonderfully. She may not have any spiritual power as a miko, but she’s a talented healer. I can’t have you pausing her studies for training how to fight—not when you’ve never taught her anything before and there are so many others here around her that are more than capable of defending the village. Besides, where would you reside? We have no empty huts for you.”

Sesshomaru’s lip nearly curled in irritation. He hated being questioned. What he despised even more was some wrinkly miko pointing out something that he knew he should have done much earlier.

“It doesn’t matter. I’ve decided this is best for Rin, and it will be happening. That is final.” Sesshomaru countered, the tone of his voice demanding acquiescence. “I will take care of my own accommodations. I do not need a home in the traditional sense.”

An irritatingly familiar voice boomed from the doorway behind him. “If this were such a big deal, why didn’t you take the band out before, huh? I thought you could handle hundred demons or so easily.” Sesshomaru nearly rolled his eyes. This is becoming more troublesome by the second, he grumbled internally.

The elder dog-demon shrugged his shoulders nonchalantly, not even looking at this nuisance half-breed of a brother behind him. He heard the shuffling of Inuyasha’s fire rat as his sweat-drenched form sauntered into the room. The monk followed closely behind, settling next to his wife. That trademark, faint, all-knowing smile – the one where it seemed like the perverted monk knew something you didn’t know – crept onto his features. It irked Sesshomaru.

“The bloodshed was not occurring on my territory. Why should I be bothered? Only fools like yourself would go out of their way to intervene,” Sesshomaru stated coldly in response, meeting eyes with Rin. She looked troubled at his words. For a split second, the mighty youkai lord felt himself hastening to review the sentences in his mind once more, wondering what he had said to make such a painful look pool in her eyes. It came to him within a moment.

I suppose I did intervene when it came to Rin.

“Keh,” Inuyasha spat under his breath, crossing his arms across his chest. “Do whatever you want. I’m a little annoyed that you don’t think we can’t handle something so basic as a band of raiders.”

An unexpected voice shot into the discourse. “I’ll help train Rin.”

Sesshomaru, along with all of the other heads in the room, turned towards the younger of the siblings as he stood up. Kohaku. Sesshomaru arched an eyebrow. “You?” He shook his head, nearly chuckling. “No, that will not be necessary.”

“I actually think that’s a wonderful idea!” Rin exclaimed, and Sesshomaru’s eyes, if one was watching carefully, nearly widened. What was this madness? “I can learn from two of the best fighters I know… You, Lord Sesshomaru, and Kohaku. He’s become even stronger since you last saw him. He even fought off a bear youkai all by himself a few moons ago…” The teenage girl prattled, the saddened expression across her face just moments ago wiped away with expectation.

“I’m right here, you know.” Inuyasha griped, receiving a stern look of exasperation from Kagome at the thought of him being offended by Rin’s comment about battle prowess of all things.

Before the taiyoukai could even get a word in, the monk interjected.

“I don’t think that would be completely unwise, Lord Sesshomaru. She’d be exposed to a more diverse array of weapons, fighting styles, and techniques… She would even be able to spar with someone roughly her age and size.”

Sesshomaru didn’t like this feeling. Somewhere under the robes covering his arms, his knuckles flexed. Gods, if I could strangle the monk right now, I would, he thought to himself. When it came to the size of a sparring partner, though, the monk did have a point. It was important for those training to face practice foes that were large and small, a true emulation of the battlefield.

It seemed like the world stopped turning as all eyes looked to him for his decision. He looked once more at Rin, succumbing to the realization that if allowing the slayer boy to participate in her training made her more enthusiastic to learn crucial life-saving skills…

“Fine.” Sesshomaru rumbled, looking at the pair. “We begin tomorrow in the nearby meadow at dawn. Don’t be late.”

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As night fell, Sesshomaru leaned against the thick willow tree outside of the hut owned by the old miko, looking up at the moon above him. He needed time to think about how best to introduce Rin to this world of weapons and war and fighting, and the summer night’s breeze was perfect weather for doing so. The dog demon certainly never thought that going to such great lengths to shield her from these subjects would potentially handicap her one day in the future. A sudden ache, deep inside, flashed across his chest when he thought about the tiny Rin he had found ravaged by the wolves or, in another universe, her being a small child and sloppily waving a sword around against an adversary. He didn’t care for either image— the murdered child or the child soldier.

Inside, he felt… torn? Yes, that was the right word, he supposed. As her protector, daresay her father-figure, there was nothing more Sesshomaru felt inclined to do than to be there, ready and waiting, to exterminate any possible threat that his Rin could encounter. He knew he could handle it. Despite the younger miko’s – oh, he was really acknowledging it, now – teasing voice in his mind, he knew he was not geriatric enough to be unable to protect her. Sesshomaru knew it would be no problem… when he was near. But what if one day he wasn’t so close by?

She was getting older, growing into her own. Rin was bound to one day push against the boundaries he’d set and run off into mischief, no? What if she found herself alone in the woods picking herbs… Or traveling to a nearby village… Any she was attacked by someone? Or if the raiders came on a day where the usual protector group – his half-brother, the miko, the monk, and the slayer – were out? He couldn’t possibly hover over her all her life. The scenarios flashed in his mind, one after another. These were dangerous times. She was his ward. It was his duty to make sure she was protected in any possible scenario.

More than anything, as much as it conflicted him to admit it, he didn’t want her to entirely rely on any single male – including himself – for protection. Sesshomaru knew that he needed to equip her with at least some degree of fighting skills. It was for her own good, just like encouraging her to live in the human village was. He’d made wise decisions as her protector before, no? Surely this recent decision would be beneficial too.

The scent of the miko – the younger, thankfully, not the older – suddenly wafted its way to his sensitive nose. Looking towards his left, he watched Kagome walk towards him, a basket of herbs perched upon her hip.

“Good evening, miko,” He began, curious at himself why the words came so freely from his lips. Kagome smiled, waving her hand as she responded, “I hope I’m not interrupting. You seem lost in thought. Want to talk?”

“Hn.” Sesshomaru didn’t know about that. Did she not know he was not one to discuss such private matters so freely?

“Alright,” She continued, flipping a lock of black hair behind her shoulder, “I’ll do the talking then. You seemed pretty tense in there earlier… So, I wanted to check on you. Offer some reflections, too, if you’ll take them.”

Reflections? The dog demon’s ears nearly perked up at this. Yet he stayed silent.

“I have a feeling your sudden concern for Rin’s safety isn’t because you don’t trust us to take care of her. You just… want her to be able to rely on herself more. For her own protection. Am I thinking in the right direction?” The priestess prodded, arching an eyebrow at him. He glanced at her, not yet wanting to respond.

“If it is that, then I applaud you. You’re doing what any parent should do: help their child be more self-sufficient and give them the skills they’ll need for life instead of coddling her. I can imagine it’s a little scary, though.”

“It is not scary. I fear nothing.” Sesshomaru countered, crossing his arms and staring straight ahead. Kagome joined his gaze towards mountains across what must be countless kilometers of meadows.

“Uncomfortable, then,” Kagome corrected. Sesshomaru paused.

“Perhaps.”

“I was in a similar situation with Shippo not too long ago… When we were battling Naraku, even the idea of leaving him on his own while we fought was agonizing. He wasn’t very good at fighting or even that skilled in trickery back then. I was always worried that if I or someone else weren’t right there with him, he’d be hurt somehow.”

At the feeling of a warm hand reassuringly resting on his upper arm, Sesshomaru looked down at the woman beside him in surprise. First hugs. Now this? Touching him? These humans… He admonished himself for becoming too informal with them. Though, he did not feel any urgent pressure to remove her hand.

“You’re doing the right thing. That’s all I want to say.” Sesshomaru listened intently, nodding his head to acknowledge her words. Though he didn’t give a verbal response, Kagome somehow understood that he appreciated the sentiment. Suddenly, the miko blurted out a rather unrefined, yet utterly authentic, laugh. His eyebrow arched.

“What, miko?”

“Kagome,” she insisted, brushing a tear away from her eye as began to laugh harder. He stared at her incredulously. “Call me Kagome. But on the real note—I’m laughing because I just realized you were suckered into letting Kohaku train with you both. That should be entertaining… He… He must be terrified!”

Sesshomaru pursed his lips. Why would the boy be? He’d traveled and fought with Sesshomaru before. It’s not like he was going to hurt the young boy.

“Now, why is that?”

Kagome looked up at him head on, eyes gleaming under the starry night.

“Because… It’s so obvious that they are in the thralls of puppy love!”

Sesshomaru stared at her with a blank expression.

Puppy… what?

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[*All characters belong to the great Rumiko Takahashi! Please enjoy some KohRin. I’ve been obsessed with this ship lately as an act of rebellion against what we were given in HnY… But I’m also a sucker for some sesskag, so there might be some sprinkling of it in here, too. I love the idea of Sesshomaru (like any other dad) struggling to come to terms with his daughter entering a new phase of life and his place in it! He’s treading new waters. I’m not for sure how long this will end up being… Nonetheless, please enjoy!]

#inuyasha sequel #inuyasha fanfic #kohrin #sesskag fanfiction #KohRin fanfiction #a sprinkle of my two new fave ships #anti sessrin #sesshomaru and kagome #papa Sesshomaru #anti yashahime #canon divergent #feudal era inuyasha

[petri808]

Day 2 @flufftober “Family, friends, loved ones”

Modern AU Inukag, not canon storylines.

Ever since she woke up this morning, or more like is woken up by this morning, Kagome notices a tightening of her belly. She gets up and of course, her bladder immediately is the first to get her attention. So, she takes care of that, then waddles over to the living room where her mother is already drinking a coffee. She’s been having Braxton Hicks contractions or maybe real contractions, it’s hard to tell, but somehow, today feels different.

“How are you feeling today, dear?”

“Not sure. I think it’s still just Braxton hicks, but my back is feeling a little more sore than usual, and I just feel… off.”

“Off?”

“Yeah, like…” Kagome taps her chin a few times. “Like there’s a pressure in my groin area that—” Suddenly, she stops talking, eyes go wide, and she turns to her mom. “I-I think,” she looks down between her legs and sees a growing dark spot on the pink fabric of her cotton shorts, “my water just broke.”

“Oh!” Mrs. Higurashi exclaims. “Let’s get you to the hospital. Is Inuyasha at work already?” She asks as she helps her daughter off the couch, walking towards the garage.

“He is,” Kagome answers. “I’ll call him on the way.”

Mrs. Higurashi puts a towel down on the passenger seat and helps Kagome to buckle up before going back into the house for the overnight bag. Once secured, they take off for the hospital around six miles away. Kagome also phones her husband and she can hear their conversation despite it not being on speaker… the poor hanyo sounds completely flustered. Battle a demon, no problem. Wife pregnant, total wimp. Mrs. Higurashi chuckles as she remembers her how her own husband handled their daughter’s birth, it wasn’t much different.

Once they arrive at the offloading area next to the lobby, a nurse brings a wheelchair to the car and helps Kagome into it. While the nurse takes Kagome in, Mrs. Higurashi parks and grabs the bag before heading into the hospital. She knows her daughter is being taken to the birthing center, the floor where all the labor, delivery, recovery, and postpartum (LDRP) rooms are. They chose this hospital despite it being a bit further than the one near their home because of its quality care of not just the mother but the family. The LDRP is an all in one private room. The mother stays in it through the whole process, start to finish, and is only moved if they require an unplanned c-section.

It’s not long before a flustered hanyo comes barreling through the door of Kagome’s room followed by Miroku who likely did the driving.

Inuyasha drops to his knees next to the bed and grabs Kagome’s hand, questioning in rapid succession. “Is everything okay?! How do feel Gome?! How’s the kid?! There’s nothing wrong right?!”

“Breathe, Inu,” Kagome chuckles, “and calm down, everything it totally fine.”

His body slumps a bit as the weight lifts. Inuyasha lets out an exhale. “What happened?”

“My water broke and the contraction pains started on the way here. I’m already at 4 centimeters, but it’s hard to tell how long it’ll take for it to reach 10 centimeters.” Kagome can tell by the expression on his face he doesn’t quite understand what she explaining, but just trying to be supportive. She squeezes his hand back. “So it means you can relax for now.”

“I don’t think I can,” Inuyasha mumbles.

That’s when Mrs. Higurashi steps in. “Miroku,” she directs her question, “why don’t you take Inuyasha and grab us all some lunch since it’s almost that time. For Kagome, it has to be something light.”

“I remember,” Miroku chimes in, “from when Sango had our twins.”

“Oh, right dear!” Mrs. Higurashi chuckles. “So, I leave it to you two.”

“But I wanna stay— what if she starts?”

“That’s not gonna happen.” Miroku grabs Inuyasha by the shoulder and start to pull him to his feet. “So, let’s go.”

A new child being born is such a joyous event, but what they don’t teach you in the birthing classes is how to handle the downtimes before the mother is fully dilated. They say for a first time mother, it could be anywhere from 8 to 24 hours before the cervix reaches 10 centimeters and 9 hours later she is at 7. Kagome’s room can fit a maximum of five people before being too cramped, so throughout the day and into the night, the rest of the family members arrive and take turns in Kagome’s room or hanging out in the waiting room instead. Sango arrived after picking her twins up at school with her teenage brother Kohaku in tow. She became his guardian after their parents died in an accident. Inuyasha’s parents, Toga and Izayoi Taishou arrived not long after Kagome had been admitted and Izayoi often stayed in the room with her daughter-in-law with Mrs. Higurashi, the two seasoned mothers helping a first timer through the experience. Once school had ended for the day, Toga left briefly to pick up their other granddaughter Rin, Sesshomaru and Kagura Taishou’s adopted child, and brought her to the hospital while her parents showed up later after work. And finally Souta Higurashi joined them after high school as well. All the kids are sitting on the floor in the middle of the waiting room doing their homework under the watchful eye of the adults.

Since Kagome chose not to get an epidural, by the time she is at 8 centimeters the cramps have become quite painful. The two mothers, Izayoi and Mrs. Higurashi sat on either side of her bed holding her hand through each wave. By this point Inuyasha is struggling to stay calm. Just watching the peaks and valleys of the contraction monitor spiking off the chart is bad enough, but with his preternatural senses, he can smell the physical changes happening to Kagome’s body. Truthfully, it’s freaking him out, so the women literally kick him out of the room by the 9th centimeter so his father can keep him under control. It’s okay with Kagome because only two people are allowed during the delivery period and having the two mothers there are comforting.

Left with Toga, Miroku, and Sesshomaru, it’s hard to say if it’s really a good idea. Two have gone through this before and one had been around to witness his brother’s birth, so Inuyasha is the newbie. So what do the men do with the newbie? The way the waiting room is set up, the area is separated into three groups of seating areas to accommodate more than one family waiting. Tonight, there are two families, Kagome and Inuyasha’s and one other which consists of just five to their eleven. The women and children are in one area while the adult men have taken up the last open seating group. When Inuyasha is kicked out of the LDRP room, his father gestures for him to sit next to him, while Miroku and Sesshomaru are sitting across from them.

“Tch,” Sesshomaru sneers teasingly at his brother, “kids not even born yet and you already can’t handle.”

“Fuck off,” Inuyasha retorts. “You can’t say that the smells aren’t difficult to deal with!”

“Calm down,” Toga puts his hand on his youngest sons shoulder. “You know he’s only teasing.”

Inuyasha sits back and crosses his arms. “Just you wait, Sessh. See how you do in another 5 months when your twins are being born.” He taunts, but Sesshomaru just turns his head and ignores the comment.

“You know,” Miroku leans forward, smiling at his hanyo friend, “you’re lucky the women kicked you out.”

“Why’s that?” Inuyasha’s brow raises as he notes a hint of amusement in Miroku’s tone.

“Oh, well,” the man sits back with a grin. “I think women are beautiful to bring life into the world, but it also brings out an inhuman strength you’d never know they possessed.”

“What the hell are you talking about?”

“If you were in there, you’d probably be holding her hand wouldn’t you,” Miroku nods yes as he speaks as if answering for Inuyasha. “And she’d also be squeezing it until you hear the bones of your fingers crunch.”

“Pfft, that’s ridiculous.”

“Son, no he’s right,” Toga adds in with a mischievous grin. “Be happy your woman is human. With your brothers mother being a demon I thought she’d slit my throat from all the pain.”

Inuyasha’s head turns quickly to his father. The blood in his face drains as he tries to hide his concerns from their statements. Surely, they’re messing with him right? If these were true, what man in their right mind would ever stick around during the labor? “Tch, I don’t believe it,” he huffs.

“And don’t forget the screaming and yelling,” Miroku throws in another jest. “Calling you every evil word they can think of and how they hate you for doing this to them.”

“Whatever,” Inuyasha again huffs, doing his best to ignore them.

Toga laughs and teases his son further. “Believe it boy, even your sweet human mother turned into a demon for a few hours.”

“Bullshit.”

“Idiot,” Sesshomaru sneers at his brother. “You know it’s true. I’ve seen your woman angry before.”

Okay, that’s true, Inuyasha has to admit. When Kagome is angry, he’d much rather be fighting a demon of his father’s strength than fight with her. It still doesn’t mean he believes she could become so hateful towards him that she’d curse him out. Why in the hell would women ever have kids if it’s so excruciating? “If it’s so bad, why would you have more then?” He queries his father and friend. “You’re just messing with me.”

With a chuckle, Toga puts his hand in his sons shoulder, “yeah, okay we’re messing with you, but we’re not joking about how much pain they go through.” Miroku nods in agreement. “So, be thankful you’re not in there to see how much she’s suffering to have your daughter.”

Inuyasha gulps, knowing the truth in his father’s voice. “I know.” He hasn’t admitted it, but he can hear what is going on in the LDRP room right now. No human ears can hear it, but all the demons in the nearby area surely can. Kagome isn’t swearing or cursing, but he hears the pain in her voice, through the straining and labored breathing. It’s taking all his effort to ignore it all, and with these assholes trying to rile him up, it’s so not helping!

Now Miroku chuckles at his friend. “Eh, you’ll be fine. A big strong hanyo like you can handle it. Just wait till you get to hold your kid. Make sure you don’t panic and break her.”

“Shut up! Dumbass, I ain’t gonna do that!” Inuyasha finally snaps. “I even cut my nails earlier just in case.”

“That’s smart of you.” Toga approves of the decision.

“Mom reminded me,” Inuyasha mumbles, drawing more chuckles from the men around him. Screw them! He’ll be fine! he was fine with Sango and Miroku’s twins, so why wouldn’t he be with his own kid?

It took another two hours of labor before Izayoi came to the waiting room to tell them it’s a girl and to bring Inuyasha back with her to the room while the other’s wait their turn. Inuyasha’s nervous to see his child and Kagome, not for the silly reasons his family tried to tease him with, but because this is such a big event. There was a time he never thought he’d have a family of his own until meeting Kagome and now look at them, their first child being born. He’s truly proud of and thankful for what she’s given him, so maybe the nerves are also just worries he won’t be as good a father as he needs to be. The lingering scents of labor grow stronger the closer they get to the room, making Inuyasha queasy, or is it just the butterflies in his stomach? It’s a strange smell of antiseptics and blood, salt and sweat, mucus and cleaning products that for a sensitive nose is overwhelming.

When they arrive at the room, Izayoi stops at the door and gestures for her son to go first. “Meet your daughter,” she smiles and coaxes him through. “She’s such an adorable mix of you both.”

Inuyasha swallows hard to wet his parched throat. He sees Mrs. Higurashi standing next to window side of the bed holding a blanket bundle in her arms and his wife laying in the bed smiling at him through bleary eyes. Kagome’s hair is matted and plastered from sweat to the pillow while her eyes are puffy and the exhaustion is evident. Yet, the radiance exuding from her is like a heroine standing tall at the end of a long battle. She’s done her part and can now bask in the glory.

“Inu…” Kagome motions him over.

“Come,” Mrs. Higurashi completes. “Come hold your daughter.” She smiles.

His nerves rise as he walks over to Mrs. Higurashi as his mom stays on the hospital side of the bed next to Kagome. There’s a tremble from the normally formidable hanyo as all the worries, terror, excitement, and absolute joy mix. Without even seeing the child, her natural scent reaches for him— a combination of them that reminds him of a campfire after the rain during their travels through forests. Earth and smoke with whiffs of pine and leaves. Mrs. Higurashi shifts the blanket to reveal the child’s face before placing her into his arms. This is it, the moment he’s practiced for with the Mirsan twins because holding such a tiny creature is terrifying! But when the weight settles in his arms, so does the turmoil in his gut. Moisture gathers in his eyes causing his golden hues to shine. It’s done. Inuyasha is holding his daughter for the very first time and it couldn’t be any less thrilling.

The biggest grin grows on Inuyasha’s face as he looks quickly at Kagome, his mom, mother-in-law, back to Kagome, then back to their daughter who is staring straight at him. They were told in the Lamaze classes babies eye sight is still poor immediately after birth, but he wouldn’t know that the way she’s fixed on his face. The color will likely change, but her eyes are a light brownish yellow, somewhere between Kagome’s dark brown and his gol, and though only scraggly tufts, she has white hair like him too. But the cutest feature are her ears, just like his in shape, only black like her mothers hair. White hair, yellow sepia eyes, and black fluffy ears.

Inuyasha turns to Kagome teary-eyed. “She’s so perfect!” He leans down and kisses her forehead. “I love you so much, Gome.”

Kagome reaches up and puts her hand over his that cradles the child. “I love you too, Inu.”

While the new parents continue fawning over their new daughter, the grandmothers relay the information to the family and invite them back to the room to meet the baby. Of course, everyone except Sesshomaru take turns oohing and awing, cooing and babbling to the baby who mostly just stares back wide-eyed from all the stimulation, but every so often the child makes little noises in return. Toga is already talking about spoiling her rotten and the Mirsan twins are excited to have a new playmate soon.

“Have you decided on a name?” Mrs. Higurashi questions. “Didn’t you have one picked for if she’s a hanyo?”

Kagome gives Inuyasha a knowing look of allowance along with a nod, before he turns to the crowd gathered. With a beaming grin. “Yup. Moroha, meaning double-edged for being the best of both worlds.”

“Moroha Taisho,” Toga repeats, “double-edged righteousness, such a noble name.”

“What’s the likelihood she’s a handful instead,” chuckles Miroku who’s quickly backhanded by his wife.

Toga laughs at the suggestion. “Considering the handful he was as a kid, I’d say high!”

The room erupts in merry laughter, and though Inuyasha almost refuted the suggestion, he knew they were probably right. It didn’t matter, naughty or nice, angel or brat, they’ll love her all the same. “Pfft, well with your kids as examples, it wouldn’t surprise me.” He jousts back to Miroku who quickly bites back his smirk.

By the end of the night after everyone else has gone home, and with Kagome and Moroha finally asleep, Inuyasha settles into the recliner next to the bed and bassinet. Truth be told he’s still terrified of what’s to come. From dealing with colds to future boyfriends, Moroha’s edition to the family is a whole new adventure into an unknown world. Okay, maybe that’s a bit over dramatic, but is it? “As long as she doesn’t end up dating Koga’s boy I’ll be fine.” He mumbles.

Suddenly, Inuyasha hears Kagome’s sing-song, teasing voice. “I heard that.”

Busted!

#flufftober 2023 #inukag #inukag drabble #inukag fanfic #inuyasha #modern au #family fic #moroha #no yashahime #unedited

[tsukinoaodaisho]

I will never forgive the part of Inuyasha fandom (that is either the majority or very loud) for mischaracterizing Sesshomaru as a groomer and making the animation studio please them with said gross mischaracterization. The Sesshomaru gang is or is close to, a found family trope and that’s the canon thing in the og series. How can you take that and twist it so horribly?

#inuyasha #sesshomaru #mischaracterization #i could rant ablut this for much longer #yashahime is not canon #it’s just a badly written fanfic taken to the screen #i cannot emphasize this enough #rin is a literal child #if you ship them don’t even bother get tf out

[pinktormaline]

#anime fanfic #nura rise of the yokai clan #nurarihyon no mago #anime crossover #digital art #rikutsura child #rikuoxtsurara #rikuo nura #rikuo #tsurara #towa yashahime #towa higurashi #towa x oc #yashahime

[sesshokane]

Hello my dear friends😍 I bring you my small contribution to this wonderful event💖 #SessRinSinisterSoirée with the Bloodlust category that I hope you will like🥹 sorry for my bad English🌸I hope you enjoy this One-Short🤩

#sessrin #sesshorin #sesshoxrin #sessxrin #fanfic #books #sesshlin #SesshoumaruAndRin #sesshrin #sessrin positivity #sessrin18 #hanyo no yashahime

[geda-art]

#inuyasha #inuyasha fanart #kagome higurashi #Inukag #inuyashafanart #yashahime #inuyasha kanketsu hen #kagome #anime #inukag fanart #moroha #inukag fanfic #inukag au #Inukaglove in inukaglove #art

[hanzelwrites]

Somewhere in Time

13. Baffled

Light was slipping through the cracks in the clouds as Inuyasha returned to the cave. His heart was beating in a frenzy. Kikyo and I just talked, he reminded himself but it did nothing to ease his nervousness. What would Kagome say this time?

As he trudged inside, bold accusation was evident in everyone's eyes. He flinched, half-expecting Kagome to osuwari him to the deepest pits of hell but to his surprise, she wasn't around.

"Oi, where's Kagome?" he asked to no one in particular.

"You've gone and done it this time, Inu-baka," Shippo said accusingly.

"Kagome-sama didn't return here ever since she left last night," Miroku added but stiffened as he looked past Inuyasha. Sango smiled grimly as she petted Kirara, and Shippo turned tail and hid behind Miroku.

He heard the heavy footsteps outside. He braced himself, knowing he deserved whatever punishment Kagome gave him this time. He held his breath as Kagome stepped inside, but she only glanced past him and instead went straight to Sango's side.

"Oi, K-Kagome..." he stuttered.

"Don't worry, Inuyasha. I'm not angry at you. You can relax."

Everyone in the cave gaped in astonishment at the coolness in Kagome's voice. She even smiled at him! Uncertain, Inuyasha crept forward and gently lifted her chin using his clawed finger. She met his gaze steadily.

"Are you sure?" he ventured.

But even as she nodded, Inuyasha's head clouded in confusion. With ears flat on his head, he retreated to a corner and silently watched her.

She smelled like Sesshomaru.

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Jaken lay sprawled beside Ah-Un as watery eyes watched the small figure of Rin sleeping peacefully on the other side of the small clearing. He stood guard all night because his lord hadn't returned in the evening. Sun is rising already. Where did Sesshomaru-sama go?

As if on cue, the Western Lord strode into view. He quietly took a post at a nearby tree and closed his eyes.

"M-milord!" Jaken squawked, nearly falling over as he scrambled to his feet. "Shall I prepare breakfast now, milord?"

Like always, this went ignored. But even as Jaken added a few sticks to rekindle the camp fire, he could tell there was something different in the great inu-youkai. He stepped closer silently and carefully sniffed the air. His eyes widened.

Sesshomaru-sama smelled like the hanyou's miko.

END of Chapter

Featured SessKag Art: Sesshomaru and Jaken by @hasegawa ​

Somewhere in Time: Chapter Index

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#sesskag fanfiction #sesskag fic #sesskag prompt raffle #sesskag fanart #sesskag #sesshomaru x kagome #sesshomaru #kagome #inuyasha #fanfic #sesskag fandom #in your orbit #since you've been gone #somewhere in time #hanzelwrites #yashahime

[shade-without-color]

Stay soft! Get Eaten! [Read it at A03]

Trigger warnings: Animal death and implied mentions of gaslighting

Well it has been a long time since I posted 'I want you', no I did not lose interest (in fact it was written like six months back or so), but yeah romantic disaster Kirinmaru is back, and no he is never okay, and Sunako is pretty much something- feeding on his misery!

But yeah Sunako is something 🫠 , even I am shocked how I loved writing her #delulu status

Thank you @fawn-eyed-girl for being an actual rockstar in that particular!!

Anyway you may be wondering what the sketches are like, I did some like months back and I should do some more again!

#writing #writers on tumblr #kirinmaru #Fanfic: I want you #inuyasha #inuyasha fanfiction #Midoriko #Midokirin #Kirinmaru x Midoriko #hanyo no yashahime

[revealingmuke]

inuryo's son akihiko from my fic on ao3

#luke hemmings #michael clifford #muke #5sos #freemuke #genshin impact #the lion king #the lion guard #read on ao3 #ao3 fanfic #inuyasha #yashahime #inuyasha oc #inuryo is my ship for my oc and inuyasha