★𝐏𝐨𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞

𝐌𝐚𝐭𝐭 𝐱 𝐟𝐞𝐦!𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Word count:742

Proof read: yessirrr

WARNINGS: reader being like harassed by some guy,swearing,anxious matt(ik that might cause flash backs for some of you), reader is mentioned as 'internet famous' , threats of violence

A/N: came up with this on a whim so it’s probs not my best writing

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“Can you just do it for me pleaseeee” Matt begged as we sat at the McDonald’s table looking at his wrong order.it wasn’t even just slightly wrong,it was a whole different meal.he had ordered a 10 piece meal and got a Mc chicken.

Normally I would’ve just gone up and said something but I was quite literally in the middle of eating.like 17 fires stuffed in my mouth. “Matt you are a grown ass 20 year old man, you can tell them you got the wrong order.”I said with my mouth full

He looked at me with an annoyed and nervous face,smacked his arm against his side a bit and then eventually grabbed his tray and anxiously walked up to the counter to tell them the order was wrong. I love him but he has to break out of his shell and stop being so nervous.

The face he made as he walked back to me with a tray of the right foods was enough to make me burst out laughing (this face😐). “See, was it that hard? ''I said with a shit eating grin as my boyfriend sat down in front of me with his food that he actually ordered.

“Never again, that was so awkward oh my gosh” he said as he shook his head beginning to eat his food.i dismissed his dramaticness as I turned back to my food.

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Matt wasn't big on parties.he almost never went to them in highschool and continued that streak Into adulthood.but tonight was different.I had somehow dragged him to a party.mainly because if he didn't go with me than I would've have had to go alone.and ya'know a 19 year old girl who also happens to be internet famous at a party alone didn't sound super good.so he hesitantly came along with me.

Once I had gotten pretty tired of dancing in the large group of people I decided I would head over to the bar where Matt was standing with a drink which I could only assume to be coke. when I was about 5 steps away from my boyfriend a sweaty hand gripped my shoulder, immediately startling me. "hey uh, could i buy you a drink?" a man drunkenly asked me.

"Oh no thank you, I have a boyfriend" I said with a sweet smile on my face so as to not escalate a situation that didn't need to be escalated.the sound of my voice immediately made Matt shoot his head up from his phone, becoming aware of the predicament I was in.

as I tried to walk over to my boyfriend in question the man's grip only tightened. "who that guy?"the man asked sarcastically. "I could treat you better in 5 minutes than that scrawny guy could in a lifetime, he wouldn't even know what to do with you" the gross man continued.now that I knew what he meant by buying me a drink I was much more uncomfortable than before.

but nonetheless, still wanting to keep my cool I respond with a simple "I have a boyfriend, dip shit, leave me alone"while trying to get out of the man's grasp.

"didn't you hear her the first time,let go of her" matt stepped in and said.although matt wasn't one for getting confrontational or angry even, when he did it was fucking scary.

"what you gonna do huh?"the stranger teased, "You're like 5 '8 and 100 pounds, get outta here and leave her to a real man" he continued.he had now let go of me but was getting dangerously close to matt.

"ill slit your fucking throat if you so much as take another step closer to either of us"matt responded,voice now lower and more serious.i would like to say he was just saying that to scare the guy off but i couldn't sense one bit of bluff in his tone.

"ugh whatever"the guy said before turning around and walking back into the sea of people dancing and drinking.matt then grabbed me by the waist to bring me closer to him

"Let's go home"was all he said before practically dragging me out of the party,not that I needed much help with wanting to go home anyways.

Request: dazai x reader who is the opposite of him in every way possible (aka mentally stable and very very very introverted)

Can be fluff or angst or anything you want

𝐇𝐢𝐬 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞<3

𝐅𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 : 𝐃𝐚𝐳𝐚𝐢 𝐎𝐬𝐚𝐦𝐮

𝐆𝐞𝐧𝐫𝐞: fluff ( ? ) , romance

𝐖𝐨𝐫𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭:

𝐀/𝐧: I'm back fr💀 sorry for the wait!

Dazai is constantly amazed by your ability to stay calm and composed in any situation. You could be surrounded by a group of angry yakuza members and still maintain your poker face while Dazai is busy making jokes and trying to talk his way out of trouble.

Dazai loves to drag you out of your introverted shell and into the spotlight, whether it's by forcing you to go to a crowded party or making you perform karaoke in front of a bar full of people. You always resist at first, but secretly enjoy the rush of adrenaline it gives you.

Despite your vastly different personalities, you and Dazai have a deep understanding of each other. You're the calm to his chaos, and he's the light to your darkness.

Dazai loves to make you laugh, but sometimes his jokes can be a little too much for your introverted sensibilities. He once convinced you to join him on a rollercoaster, only for you to spend the entire ride gripping the safety bar with white knuckles while Dazai laughed maniacally.

You often find yourself wondering how Dazai can be so flirty and outgoing, while you struggle to make small talk with strangers. But Dazai assures you that he secretly envies your ability to be content with quiet moments and solitude.

You're not a big fan of Dazai's love for dramatics and theatrics, but you secretly enjoy watching him put on a show. You once caught him practicing his dramatic monologues in front of a mirror, and couldn't help but laugh at the sight.

Dazai loves to surprise you with spontaneous adventures, but sometimes his ideas can be a little too wild for your taste. One time he convinced you to go bungee jumping, and you spent the entire time screaming and regretting your decision.

Dazai is always amazed by your ability to listen and understand people on a deeper level. While he often jokes about his own emotional instability, he secretly admires your emotional intelligence and empathy.

Despite being polar opposites, you and Dazai have a strong connection that transcends your differences. You often find yourself gravitating towards each other, even when you're in a room full of people.

Dazai loves to push your boundaries, but he always respects your boundaries and never forces you to do anything you're not comfortable with. You once caught him trying to sneak you into a crowded party, but he quickly backed off when you told him you weren't feeling up to it.

You're not a big fan of Dazai's constant need for attention, but you secretly enjoy the way he brings out your more adventurous side. You once convinced him to go on a quiet nature walk with you, and he ended up having the time of his life.

Despite being opposites in every way, you and Dazai have a unique and special relationship. You complement each other in ways that no one else could, and you both bring out the best in each other (even if Dazai's definition of "best" is a little questionable at times).

𝐒𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐨 :

Dazai and you were sitting in the agency's office, working on paperwork. You had your head down, intently focused on the task at hand, while Dazai was lazily doodling on his own papers. You couldn't help but notice how different the two of you were. While Dazai was always cracking jokes and making sarcastic comments, you preferred to keep to yourself and avoid drawing attention to yourself.

Suddenly, Dazai let out a loud chuckle, causing you to jump in your seat. "What's so funny?" you asked, raising an eyebrow.

Dazai looked up at you, his eyes sparkling with amusement. "I was just thinking about how different we are," he said with a grin. "I mean, you're all quiet and introverted, while I'm over here making jokes and flirting with anything that moves."

You rolled your eyes, but couldn't help the small smile that tugged at the corners of your lips. "Yeah, we're pretty much opposites," you agreed.

Dazai leaned closer to you, his grin turning mischievous. "But you know what they say, opposites attract," he said, winking at you.

You couldn't help but blush at Dazai's flirtatious comment, but you quickly regained your composure. "I highly doubt that," you said with a small smile.

Dazai chuckled, leaning back in his chair. "We'll see about that," he said with a smirk. "I have a feeling I can charm even the most introverted of souls."

You rolled your eyes again, but couldn't deny the warmth that spread through your chest at Dazai's words.

Dazai continued to tease you throughout the day, making little jokes and comments here and there about your quiet nature. You tried your best to ignore him and focus on your work, but every time he made a comment, it made your heart race just a little bit faster.

As the day went on, Dazai seemed to be getting bolder with his teasing. He would lean in close to you when he spoke, his breath warm against your skin. He would make suggestive comments about how quiet you were in bed, or how he bet he could make you scream if he really tried.

You would always roll your eyes or give him a sharp retort, but secretly, you couldn't help but feel a little bit flustered by his teasing. It was like he was trying to get a rise out of you, to see just how much he could push your buttons.

Finally, after a particularly suggestive comment from Dazai, you couldn't take it anymore. You turned to him, your face flushed with a mixture of embarrassment and irritation. "What's your deal, Dazai?" you asked, your voice slightly shaking.

Dazai's smirk widened as he leaned even closer to you. "My deal? Why, nothing at all, my dear," he said, his voice low and smooth. "I just can't resist teasing someone as cute and introverted as you."

You scoffed, trying to hide the fact that his words had sent a shiver down your spine. "You're impossible," you muttered, turning back to your work.

Dazai chuckled, leaning back in his chair once again. "Oh, come on now, don't be like that," he said, still grinning. "I'm just having a bit of fun. And who knows, maybe one day you'll even start to enjoy it."

You rolled your eyes, but secretly, you couldn't help but wonder if he was right. Maybe, just maybe, there was a part of you that enjoyed the way he teased you, the way he pushed your boundaries and made you feel things you never thought you would feel.

As you continued to work side by side with Dazai, you couldn't help but feel a strange sense of excitement building in your chest. Maybe being opposites wasn't so bad after all.

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𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ➢ 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍

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𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐.

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❝-*- 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 -*- *.☽ .* | Inuyasha x Half-Demon! Adoptive Mother Reader❞

❝-*-𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬-*- •°•⚠️•°• | None❞

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♥︎ Romantic

♡ One-sided

❝-*-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬-*-•┈┈┈• Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Koga, Ginta, Hakkukau, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Naraku, Kagura, Kanna, Hakudoshi, Kohaku, Izayoi, Toga, Iyame❞

❝𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 -*- ✎﹏﹏﹏ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.❞

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ ͲᎻᎬ ՏͲϴᎡᎽ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

Inuyasha and Sesshomaru stared at one another, the wind blowing their hair and clothing in the wind along with the grass and the trees, they said nothing for a while, sizing each other up. Then, Sesshomaru broke the silence but not the tension. “Inuyasha, you’ve approached me in your human form. How atrocious.” He sneered. Inuyasha scoffed. “Humph, you damn right I did, I heard that you only come to visit Mom when it’s the new moon.” He said in a cocky voice, he was already mentally prepared for Sesshomaru to see him in such a form, so he doesn’t care. Sesshomaru shot back. “And what’s it to you? Last I checked you never even visit the woman, so much for a son.” He fired.

Inuyasha growled at Sesshomaru’s words. “Well I’m here now, and I’m not going anywhere until I get some damn answers, Sesshomaru.” He said, determination in his voice. Sesshomaru stared at him for a moment before he stepped forward, Inuyasha steeled his resolve before he stepped forward as well. They walked towards one another, until they were just a few feet apart. They stared each other down for a moment before Sesshomaru spoke. “You want answers, yet you can’t even answer the fact that you never visited, half-breed.” He shot.

“Humph, I had my reasons for not coming by, but why have you been visiting? She’s got nothing to do with you.” He said in a defensive tone. Sesshomaru huffed in false amusement. “Ha, don’t make me laugh, you barely even know the woman, how can you question my visiting when you didn’t even try.” He said. Inuyasha snarled at him. “Get off my back, I couldn't do anything about that, I was asleep for 50 years, how could I?”

He defended himself, his fist clenching in frustration. Sesshomaru nearly smirked but his face stayed unreadable, he then immediately shot back. “How pathetic.” He said in a disgusted voice. Inuyasha’s eyes widen. “Wh-what?” Inuyasha questioned. Sesshomaru continued on. “You're a disgrace of a man, what kind of a pathetic excuse is that? You’ve been freed by that human woman for quite some time now, you could’ve made an appearance, but you wanted to play ‘pet’ with two human women.” He said in a lecturing tone.

Inuyasha was left speechless, he didn’t know how to defend himself, all he could do was drop his head as he silently cursed himself. Sesshomaru observed him for a moment before his stare seemed to harden slightly. “You dare come out to me, in this pitiful state, and order me to give you answers? Preposterous. You’re a bigger fool than I thought you were, Inuyasha.” He degraded. When Inuyasha never gave an answer, Sesshomaru lost his hard glare and he closed his eyes in a dismissive matter, before he walked forward, stalking past Inuyasha.

He barely got 5 steps past him before Inuyasha called out to him. “WAIT!” He called out. Sesshomaru stopped, his eyes opened, but he never turned towards him. Inuyasha took his pause as his moment to speak. “Instead of lecturing me, can ya just give me an answer to my question?” He asked in an annoyed voice. Sesshomaru stayed silent, and Inuyasha growled, he opened his mouth to complain but Sesshomaru spoke up. “My business with her has nothing to do with you, but ask your pointless question, and if I deem it fit, I’ll give an answer.” He said.

Inuyasha studied his back for a moment before he asked his question. “Why do you come to visit? She told me it was because you wanted answers to Tessaiga, but now you have your answers, so why bother to still come by?” He asked. The silence between them stretched on for a moment, the tension was high, yet it remained suspiciously unreadable, but it wasn’t a good kind of tension.

Sesshomaru suddenly started walking again, seeming to disregard Inuyasha’s question. Inuyasha glared at his brother’s back. “SESSHOMARU!! ANSWER MY DAMN QUESTION!!” He shouted in anger, his fists clench in frustration, he was powerless to beat the answer out of Sesshomaru, so he was just forced to yell, but he was shocked when Sesshomaru’s voice suddenly rang out to him. “You already know the answer, I’m sure she already told you, about our history.” He said as he walked. Inuyasha stared after him in wonderment, thinking over his words.

“I already know? What the hell does that mean?” He asked himself aloud, he refocused on Sesshomaru once more, noticing that he was beginning to vanish into the darkness. “HEY!! COME BACK AND EXPLAIN DAMMNIT!!” He shouted as he gave chase after him. Sesshomaru kept his same pace, it was slow to him, but it was causing Inuyasha to huff in exhaustion. “Wait, dammit Sesshomaru.” He huffed as he leaned against a tree, he silently cursed his human body as he stared at Sesshomaru. Once he got his breath back he gave chase once more.

They kept up this chase for a while, Sesshomaru never sped up, and Inuyasha kept having to stop but he wasn’t stopping as much as he was when the chase began. Eventually, Sesshomaru stopped in a clearing of the woods, the wind blowing his garments and hair back, as he seemed to stare at nothing. Inuyasha huffed, as he entered the clearing with Sesshomaru. He stood there for a moment, a tired glare in his eyes as he stared at Sesshomaru. They stayed in their spots for a moment longer, before Inuyasha walked over towards him.

“Sesshomaru, you’re an ass in a half, ya know that?” He huffed out an insult as he walked next to Sesshomaru, but he kept some distance from him. He glared at Sesshomaru a little longer, before he stared towards where Sesshomaru seemed to be in a trance. His eyes slightly widen when he saw his childhood home. “The hell? Why are we here?” He asked. Sesshomaru’s eyes slightly lowered in annoyance but he remained calm. “Shut up, and watch.” He ordered. Inuyasha looked over at him in question before he looked back at the hut. They watched as they seem you exit the home. You stretched your arms high above your head before you walked outwards from your home.

“It’s mom, what is she doing out here for?” Inuyasha asked as he watched you. Sesshomaru never gave an answer, but instead, he kept on watching so Inuyasha did the same. They watched as you walked into the field until you suddenly crouched. You seemed to be doing something. Inuyasha stared on a little more before he shot Sesshomaru a septic stare. “You’ve been watching her? What are ya, some kind of creep? I would expect this from Miroku, but not from you Sesshomaru.” He accused as he stared at Sesshomaru. Sesshomaru almost rolled his eyes at Inuyasha’s words.

“Be quiet you fool.” He said in an annoyed voice. Inuyasha stared at him questionably before he looked back over toward you. You stood back up, what seemed to be flowers bunched up in your hands, they were beautiful white flowers, that seemed to glow. You then walked back to your hut, once in front of it, you sat down on a little bench, the flowers still in your hands. Inuyasha blinked as he stared on. “What am I supposed to learn, asshat?” He shot in annoyance. Sesshomaru suddenly began to walk forward, never answering Inuyasha’s question.

Inuyasha watched him with a confused stare, before he huffed, placed his hands in his sleeves, and silently followed Sesshomaru. The closer they got, the more they could make out the loving smile on your face. You suddenly looked up, spotting Sesshomaru and surprisingly Inuyasha. You blinked in shock and confusion before your smile grew joyous. Inuyasha stared at your smile, he had never seen that look on your face before. It was joy, but it was more happier than joy.

You scooted over on the bench till you were in the middle of it and you patted both spots on either side of you. “Sesshomaru, Inuyasha. I am so happy that you both came down together to visit me.” You happily said. Inuyasha was confused, he stopped walking when Sesshomaru did. Your smile never left your face, and Sesshomaru spoke up. “You seem to be fairing well, hahaoya.” He said in his usual monotone voice, but his eyes shined fondness. Inuyasha stepped back in shock at Sesshomaru’s words. “Huh!?” He confusingly called. He went unnoticed by you and Sesshomaru.

Your eyes widen at his words. Disbelief on your face from what you heard, your breathing was shaky and your hands shook as they came up to clench together in front of your fluttering heart. “Yes, I have been very well, On.” You shakily said as you smiled. Inuyasha stared dumbfounded at the exchange. Sesshomaru walked towards you, he took a seat next to you on the bench, making you smile at him warmly. You looked over at Inuyasha, seeing his confusion and you chuckled. “Come, come. Sit here, Inuyasha.” You said as you patted the spot next to you. He remained frozen for a moment longer before he came back to his senses.

“What the hell is going on?” He asked in irritation as he glared at you both. You and Sesshomaru stared up at him for a moment in silence before Sesshomaru closed his eyes and you giggled. “HEY!! DON’T IGNORE ME!!” He shouted as his fingers twitched. You stared at him with a sweet stare. “Come and sit, Inuyasha, it’s a joyous night after all.” You said, your voice was cheerful. Inuyasha’s glare left and it was replaced with a shocked face. “But… why?” He asked. Sesshomaru stared up at Inuyasha, an amused gleam in his eyes. “Yes, little brother, come join hahaoya and I.” He teased. You cheer at his words as you wrapped your arms around Sesshomaru’s arm.

Inuyasha glared heatedly at Sesshomaru before he huffed and he pointed an accusing finger at Sesshomaru. “I don’t know what you’re up to, but I’m on to you, Sesshomaru!!” He said in a defensive voice. Sesshomaru turned his face away from Inuyasha, but he remained silent. In his defense, you glare at Inuyasha. “Would you stop and just sit down already!!” You scolded, Inuyasha backed away in slight fear but he grumbled and sat down next to you.

You smiled once more when he finally sat down. You all sat in silence, just… enjoying each other's presence. But it didn’t last long before a slightly stronger wind blew, causing your flowers to be blown from your lap. “OH NO!! MY FLOWERS!!” You shouted in panic as they were blown away by the wind. You were so happy to finally be able to cuddle with Sesshomaru, that you forgot to hold them down. “Oh...” You sighed sadly as they went up into the air. Inuyasha stared on along with Sesshomaru, they watched your flowers blow into sky, watching as they seemed to blend into the starry sky.

Inuyasha spoke up. “Don’t worry, you can always pick more.” He said, trying to comfort your worries over the flowers, but it only seemed to make you sadder as you sank into your seat. “No, they only bloom on the night of the new moon…. And those were the only ones that bloom around here.” You explained as you sighed sadly. Inuyasha stared at you a little longer before he looked up at the flowers that blew away. Your hold onto Sesshomaru’s arm loosen as you placed your hands in your lap, Sesshomaru briefly glanced at you before he looked back up towards the flowers, his gaze narrowed and he stood up.

Both you and Inuyasha looked up at him in question. “Sesshomaru?” You questioned, but he never answered as he suddenly shot off into the air. Both you and Inuyasha stared on in shock and confusion as he flew up toward the flowers. You stared on in wonderment while Inuyasha scoffed and he snatched his head off. “Tch, showoff.” He muttered. Once all the flowers were captured by Sesshomaru, he gracefully floated down, he landed a few feet away from you both.

You stayed seated, and watch patiently as he walked towards you and Inuyasha. He presented the flowers to you, they were in perfect condition, and they seemed to glow even brighter in his hand. Your eyes studied their brightness, and you gave a knowing smile before you grabbed them gently from his hold. “Thank you, Sesshomaru.” You kindly thanked him. He said nothing as he closed his eyes and he quietly took his seat next to you once more.

Inuyasha glared over at him before he looked away and huffed. You smiled down at your flowers, the glow from them seemed to dim before they lightened again. Inuyasha looked over at the flowers in confusion. “Why are they doing that?” He asked. You smiled at his question. “They’re reacting to Sesshomaru’s touch.” You explained, this seemed to catch Sesshomaru’s attention as he too looked at the flowers. “But why? If anything they should’ve shriveled up and died.” He said with an unimpressed look on his face. Sesshomaru scoffed at his words before he asked you a question.

“Why did they react?” He asked, you stared down at the flowers watching their whiteness brighten and fade. “Because they’re reacting to your heart. It would seem that you’re opening up more and more to your Father’s wishes for you.” You explained. Sesshoaru’s and Inuyasha’s eyes widen at your words. You all remained silent after that, watching the flowers pulse. They both seemed to be in a trance, each lost in their own worlds. They suddenly stopped pulsing and Inuyasha blinked. “Why’d they stop?” He asked, he almost sounded disappointed at the fact.

“Because the main source isn’t directing touching them anymore.” You explained. Inuyasha gave a sly look towards Sesshomaru, but his brother seemed to sense him as he turned his face away from him. The silence was broken by you. “These are demon flowers. They’re known as Heiwa Lily, they adsorb overwhelming feelings. Such as Love, Sadness, and Hatred. They only adsorb demonic energy.” You further explained.

They both quietly listened to your words, Sesshomaru’s eyes narrowed slightly. “If they can only adsorb demonic emotions, why do they bloom on the night of the new moon?” Inuyasha asked. You smiled. “Because they don’t want to accidentally absorb the energy of a half-demon.” You explained. Inuyasha looked over at you in curiosity. “Damn, even the damn flowers are picky?” He asked in annoyance as he glared at the flowers.

Sesshomaru huffed in amusement and Inuyasha instantly glared at him. “What’s so funny?” He said. Sesshomaru closed his eyes. “Nothing is humorous, just that even the flowers know when a filthy half-breed is in the area.” He said. A vein bulged on Inuyasha’s fist as he glared at Seshomaru with pure rage. “Why you?” He said in an angered tone. Sesshomaru’s eyes opened and he looked over at Inuyasha. “Got something to say, human?” He asked, a tease in his tune. “You bet I do, and this human is gonna kick your royal ass!!” Inuyasha said in anger as he cracked his knuckles. Sesshomaru grew a challenging glare in his eyes as he stared at Inuyasha. “I’d like to see you get one hit in.” He said.

Inuyasha growled and Sesshomaru glared, you sighed sadly at their antics. “So much for a story.” You sadly said, as the sound of punches landing on skin sounded out and Inuyasha cried out in pain. ‘A-HAOW!!!!” He shouted. Sesshomaru scoffed. “Hmph, pitiful, I barely even grazed you.” He taunted. Inuyasha shouted back. “YEAH RIGHT!!! YOU DAMN NEAR KILLED ME!!” He shouted. Sesshomaru remained silent for a moment before he spoke again. “You’re exaggerating.” He stated. “HAH!?” Inuyasha said. “Hmph, If I had actually tried, I promise you that you wouldn’t still be breathing.” He claimed. “WHY YOU!!!” Inuyasha shouted,

You smiled as you listened to their bantering, the flowers seemed to brighten, soaking in the energy emitting from Sesshomaru. ‘He’s so content, till he doesn’t even notice his demonic energy leaking out.’ You thought as you watched the flowers glow to nearly a blinding white before they began to disintegrate, they turned into purple lights, that floated up into the sky like fireflies. You watched as they floated off into the sky. ‘For the first time, in a long time. Sesshomaru is surrounded by family.’ You thought, as your heart bloomed with love. You sighed happily as you leaned back, causing the brothers to halt in their bantering.

They looked down at you in curiosity, watching you closely. “I’m so happy. Both of my boys are here, together, for the first time ever.” You said in a soft voice, as you smiled. Inuyasha smiled at you while Sesshomaru’s eyes soften. All was quiet after that, as you all three for the first time, just enjoyed each other's company.

𝐢 𝐚𝐦 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬 - 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬

• 𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐲: 𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐲𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐬 ( 𝐇𝐞𝐲, 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐩𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐬 𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭 𝐬𝐩𝐨𝐤𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨? 𝐓𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐚 𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐩 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐞𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚𝐠𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞. 𝐇𝐞 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐬 𝐛𝐥𝐚𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐮𝐜𝐤 𝐢𝐭. 𝐇𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐞𝐬 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐜𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐬𝐚𝐲. )

𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠: 𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐞, 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐚𝐯𝐨𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐟𝐜 𝐟𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐟𝐭.

[ 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 ]

Sergio Ramos

A force to be reckoned with, both for Real Madrid and his national team, he's aggressive, and has garnered a reputation for being a hot head on the pitch -- yet those closest to him knew that it was mainly due to the fact that football is what he loves, and what he hopes to do until his last breath, so naturally people expected him with some one that can match his personality, and to everyone's surprise despite his attempts to maintain that his private life stays as far away from the media as possible, unfortunately they discovered that Sergio had been in a four year relationship with rising singer Y/N L/N.

Y/N was a former actress turned singer, she'd grown up under the public eye and was beloved by Spain for her approachable, kind and soft spoken persona, dubbed Princesa by the general public -- it was quite the shock for them to see her happily tied down to someone that's naturally known to be aggressive and a bit of a wild card.

Yet Y/N knew that it was all a façade, that the Sergio people saw on the football pitch differed from the Sergio she was blessed to see off the pitch.

Sergio's kind, compassionate and an empath; whenever Y/N was sad, she could always count on him to be there and comfort her, when her muse for writing songs seems down, she'd take one single glance at him and spends hours writing poems upon poems to express just how much she adores him, her family loved him the same way his loved hers; and while there were talks about getting married, neither she nor Sergio touched on the subject, saving it for a fitting time.

_____________________

" Amor, are you sure you won't be able to make it? "

Y/N had been traveling across the world to promote her newest album, cartas a mi amado and while she was doing so -- Sergio was occupied by the international break, hoping to lead Spain into winning the Euro competition in the final against Croatia.

" Lo siento, I really want to but I'm not finished with my tour yet " Y/N chews on her bottom lip, she hated lying to Sergio but if she wanted this surprise to work out, she had to resort to lying.

" Ok but you'll be watching right "

If anyone were to hear him in that moment, they'd definitely be astonished as to how this is the same man that viciously takes down attackers. Y/N giggles, " of course I'll be watching, mi rayo de sol. I have to see if you'll score a goal for me "

Sergio chuckles, " Obviously I will, I have to impress my girl "

" And bring that trophy home " Y/N adds with an eye roll, " Listen, Sese ... I have to go and train, but I promise as soon as I finish this leg of the tour, I'm coming straight home to you "

" You better, I want to kiss you senseless and I also want to spend the two weeks vacation fucking you every way imaginable "

The soft undertone laced with his low voice sent a shiver down her spine, " Ok, I'm leaving now " she laughs, " Buena suerte bebé "

" Gracias amor, I'll see you soon "

" See you soon " Y/N said, before ending the call to finish booking the flight details to Portugal where the final will be held, she knew it was both exciting and heavy on Sergio as he will be going up against his teammate and close friend Luka Modric, but she knew that no matter what, Sergio would do his best to make his country proud.

You see, Y/N was asked by the RFEF to come and perform the national anthem, and while at first they were set to announce her as a performer, she intervened; insisting on making it a surprise to every one in attendance, and so far Sergio had no idea, believing that she was still on tour which made it easy for her to go about with her plan.

Her flight lands in Lisbon, and she immediately dived into closed rehearsals until she was sure that everything was set for the final; a day before the final she called Sergio to wish him a good luck.

" It really sucks that you're not here "

Y/N had to hold back her tears after hearing how soft his tone was, it definitely tugged on her heartstrings. " I know mi vida, but I'm going to be watching you, and annoying everyone by shouting that's my baby each time you come into screen "

Sergio laughs then said, " listen, when I get back ... I'm taking you on a lovely getaway "

" Oooh where to? " Y/N asks him, both curious and excited by the prospect of a nice vacation.

" It'll be a surprise " Sergio said, " You, me and the sun "

Y/N smiles to herself, looking over at the dress that she'll be wearing tomorrow. " I love the sound of that baby "

" Listen, Carva, Nacho and I will be heading out for a bit so I might not answer but I will text you later if you're awake ok! "

" Alright mi amor, take care and don't get drunk " Y/N warns him.

" Relax amor, I'm responsible enough " Sergio laughs. " te quiero hasta la luna y más allá "

" Yo también te quiero, hasta la luna y de regreso " Y/N said. " Bye baby "

" Bye " Sergio blew a kiss, causing her to giggle. " Ah, my favorite sound "

" Go " Y/N laughs then ends the call, she inhales a deep breath and mentally prepares herself for tomorrow, hopeful that she'll be able to witness Sergio make yet another incredible mark in his career.

The stadium was full of passionate fans that travelled to see their nation come out on top, Y/N had arrived early spending the majority of the time rehearsing in a closed and hidden away from the teams to ensure that it'll be a surprise; When the teams finished warming up and were set to step out -- she is on standby, she was set to step out just after the Croatian national team were singing their anthem and once they were finished, she grabs the microphone and steps out just as she hears.

" Please rise for the national anthem of Spain, performed by the special guest; Miss Y/N L/N "

A chorus of cheers can be heard as she stepped out, waving to the fans in the stadium, and had to physically stifle back a giggle at her boyfriend's surprised expression, she stands at the assigned position and begins to sing the anthem, with everyone in attendance as well as the players standing behind her singing along till the very end --- she bows her head then says with a loud tone, " VAMOS ESPĀNA "

Y/N was then lead to the box where most of the WAG's were seated, she sits next to Dani's wife Daphne to watch the final.

To say that it was intense would be an understatement, Sergio was at the peak of his performance defending his side from any potential goals -- and right at the end of the first half, at the 44th minute, a stunning header was made by Sergio to help Spain lead the scoresheet, she watches with tearful eyes as Sergio runs towards the direction of the box she was sitting in and point at her.

Daphne nudges her with a teasing smile as the camera captured her shy expression. During halftime, Daphne said. " I saw his expression when you came out, it was so cute "

" I figured I had to surprise him " Y/N smiles before shaking her head, " The tabloids will have a field day for sure "

" Oh don't mind them " Daphne waves her off, " Just enjoy yourself with him, you two surely deserve it "

The second half was definitely stressful for Spain, the Croatian side was attempting to break their defense a few times however thankfully Sergio helped keep the back line intact, so much so that at the 79th minute, he assisted Alvaro Morata in scoring the second goal. Y/N squeals, clapping her hands and shouting, " That's my baby right there "

The match continues with a few changes within the lineup, and just as it entered extra time - Sergio was able to score a second goal, once again sending the fans into a chorus of cheers as he points at Y/N yet again causing a smile to adorn her lips, the smile widening as the whistle blows signaling that Spain were crowned the 2024 Euro Cup winners.

The celebrations on the pitch were in full swings, and when the WAG's were allowed to enter the pitch; Y/N immediately runs to Sergio's open arms as he hoists her up and spins her around causing her to giggle, " You did it! " she pressed a sloppy kiss to his mouth.

" I'm so happy right now " Sergio states, " I didn't think you would actually come " he places her down.

" Did you think I was going to miss one of the most important finals you've had? " Y/N smiles, " you never fail to make me proud of you baby, and I'm so glad that I got to see you shine "

" I couldn't have done that without your support " Sergio grabs her face to plant a soft kiss to her lips.

A chorus of teasing voice caused the pair to look to the left and see Dani, Luka, Lucas and Nacho wearing teasing smiles. " Now we know why our Serge has been growing soft " Nacho grins.

" Can you blame him? " Lucas chimes in with a teasing tone. " He has quite possibly the softest and sweetest person by his side, I think there's a big chance, we're losing the monster "

" Guys cut it out " Luka interjects, " He's still the same person "

" Gracias Luka " Sergio sighs, shooting his teammates death glares while Y/N stood there with a shy expression.

" We just have to get used to him, speaking softly every time he calls her " Luka laughs, causing the other three laugh as well.

" Hey! " Y/N said, " Don't you dare tease him "

Sergio smirks, wrapping a protective arm around her as he said. " That's my girl " he then looks at them, " and for the record, I have changed but for the better, this one right here is my motivator "

Y/N beams, " always and forever amor, I am yours "

And while the world may always question how Sergio Ramos was able to capture the heart of Y/N L/N, there's one thing that she is sure of, nothing will tear them apart.

Came up with something sooo ye since eclipse is gonna be showing up more

⚠su1cidal thoughts⚠

Possible writing mistakes

Eclipse sat in his new ‘room's if you could even call it that, it was filled with broken arcade machines and such

“This is ridiculous…” eclipse sighed as he sat on the floor

“𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐛𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐢𝐭 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟” sun said walking in. “Wha- sun?! What are you doing here? Don't you have anything better to do?..” Eclipse narrowed his eyes

“𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐧𝐨, 𝐢 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐜𝐤 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮” sun stopped in front of the barrier

“I don't need ‘checking on’ I'm Fine.”

“𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐬𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫..” Eclipse stared at sun “what are you talking about? You didn't hear shit.”

Sun was a bit taken back from the curse but replied again “𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐫, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠… 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮”

“...i don't know what your talking about…”

Sun rolled his eyes already annoyed “𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲? 𝐀𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐛𝐞𝐜𝐚𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐨𝐧 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐭?.” That certainly got a reaction out of eclipse “No! I wasn't crying because of something stupid like that!” Maybe, if he kept talking to eclipse this way he could get some information? “𝐖𝐞𝐥𝐥, 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐭? 𝐇𝐦? 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰”

“Doesn't mean I have to tell you”

“𝐘𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭…𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢 𝐠𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞𝐧'𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞'𝐬 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞” he Internally cringed from talking like moon but that seemed to get eclipse to…Crack

“YOU REALLY WANT TO KNOW WHY I WAS CRYING?! FINE! I WAS CRYING LIKE THE LITTLE BITCH I AM BECAUSE I DON'T WANT TO BE ALIVE! I WANT TO DIE! I WANT TO BE DEAD AND STAY DEAD! But I can't!... I know I'll come back anyway and there's NOTHING I can do about it….”

Eclipse sulked on the floor with tears rolling down his face

Sun's face saddened, he didn't think eclipse was thinking such things but maybe it was a good thing he knew, maybe he could help in a way

“𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞.. 𝐈𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐮𝐬 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐦𝐚𝐲𝐛𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢-”

“No! That won't happen! I know that no matter what you do it won't make a goddamn difference! Wanna know why? Because I'm the ‘bad guy’! And bad guys deserve to be miserable!”

“𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞-”

All that came from eclipse from that point was frantic mumbling and what seemed to sound like was the word ‘die’ over and over again

“𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞!..𝐎𝐡 𝐠𝐨𝐝𝐝𝐚𝐦𝐧𝐢𝐭..” Sun left and came back with a remote and clicked a button that opened the barriers and kneeled down to eclipse

“𝐄𝐜𝐥𝐢𝐩𝐬𝐞.. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐚𝐥𝐦 𝐝𝐨𝐰𝐧, 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐡..” And that he did, slowly breathing in and out, trying to calm down

“need to stay dead..” eclipse tried struggled out of sun's grip “𝐧𝐨, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭…” sun tried to comfort eclipse with soft reassurances and little praises “𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐧𝐚 𝐭𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐦𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠?” Eclipse nodded “mall…” “𝐬𝐦𝐚𝐥𝐥? 𝐎𝐤𝐚𝐲, 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐩 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈'𝐥𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮”

“c-uddle?..”

“𝐲’𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭,𝐒𝐮𝐫𝐞..”

Orel used to read the passage of the The Boy Who Cried Wolf to an obsessive degree though he couldn't liken to the boy in the story's compulsive lying 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐝 𝐛𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐞𝐯𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐰𝐨𝐥𝐯𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐞𝐩 .

He has equated the characteristics of a wolf to his father . Only claiming any depiction he had made of the beastly mawed creature in his own homemade stop motion film , claiming that of a dog . His way of denying it not only to his father , no, to himself too . That was until his father's nature revealed itself raw in the open exposure of the woods during this hunting trip , Orel had tried to limp away while his father lies in a drunken stupor... it's a fools errand the only way back home was by car and he was not in any state to walk that many miles , he has a tourniquet over the offending wound in the form of a tight rag from his ripped sleeve at least .. still he needed medical attention .

He's exhausted , injured and afraid when his eyes spot @lonetala in the dark , a heave of his chest as he tries to still his heart , grabbing the cloth at that side of his chest . ❝   Okay , okay , it's going to be okay . ❞ He leans up against the tree , hoping to stay hidden and out of sight . Pistol clutched tightly to his chest . Orel would honestly sooner die than shoot another creature , ... though he had to do the hard thing before . ❝   Please stay away. I don't want to hurt you ... ❞

𝐇𝐄𝐑𝐄 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐓𝐈𝐌𝐄 ~ 𝙱𝚞𝚌𝚔𝚢 𝙱𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚎𝚜 𝚡 (𝙵𝚎𝚖𝚊𝚕𝚎) 𝚁𝚎𝚊𝚍𝚎𝚛

𝐑𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐚 𝐧𝐚𝐬𝐭𝐲 𝐛𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐤𝐮𝐩, 𝐲𝐨𝐮’����𝐞 𝐮𝐧𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐨𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐫𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐲, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐥𝐞𝐟𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮’𝐯𝐞 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐂𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐚 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐭𝐨 𝐍𝐞𝐰 𝐘𝐨𝐫𝐤. 𝐓𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐧𝐥𝐲 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐦? 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐟𝐢𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐟 𝐟𝐥𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐖𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐮𝐩 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐚 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐧 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐫𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧 𝐮𝐧𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐰𝐬 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐦𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐣𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐧𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞𝐝 𝐛𝐚𝐜𝐤 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐮𝐫𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐞, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐳𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐦𝐢𝐠𝐡𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐛𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐦.

*note: i have the whole thing roughly mapped out, and i imagine it to be less than 15 chapters so i’m classifying this as a mini-series.

i’ll use this as the table of contents, and come back and edit once the first chapter is posted. CHAPTER ONE COMING WITHIN THE NEXT COUPLE OF DAYS!

very loosely based off of a tiktok where a girl said her boyfriend drove across the country with her because she’s afraid of flying. the road trip + being afraid of flying is the only part that’s the same because get ready for fluff and drama and love and angst and everything you could ever want!!!

if you’d like to be tagged in anything i write for bucky, let me know in a comment, or send something to my ask / messages!

Hello! I'll give my details- nickname- Tini. My Sun Sign is Sagittarius. The hobby that gets my excited the most is dancing. I relate to Broken Compass by Stray kids the most!

I wanted to ask for some General guidance from the universe.

Thank you so much for the reading !!❤️

Hello there Tini! Welcome to my mini game and thank you for participating! Don't forget to give a feedback when you want and can~

𝙵𝚘𝚛 𝚢𝚘𝚞𝚛 𝚚𝚞𝚎𝚜𝚝𝚒𝚘𝚗, 𝚝𝚑𝚎 𝚌𝚊𝚛𝚍𝚜 𝙸 𝚐𝚘𝚝: 𝙰𝚌𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚌𝚞𝚙𝚜 𝚛𝚡, 𝙿𝚊𝚐𝚎 𝚘𝚏 𝚙𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚎𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚛𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝.

𝐎𝐡𝐡𝐡𝐡,𝐢𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐬 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐯𝐞 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐨𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐢𝐛𝐥𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐝 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐞𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐚𝐧𝐱𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐬 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐚𝐬 𝐢𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐠𝐨𝐨𝐝... 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐮𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐧 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐩𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐢𝐭 𝐚𝐥𝐥 𝐡𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰𝐥𝐲, 𝐧𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐡! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭𝐭𝐚 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐚𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐞𝐦𝐛𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐧𝐞 (𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐠𝐫𝐨𝐰𝐭𝐡 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐨𝐩𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐛𝐯𝐢𝐨𝐮𝐬𝐥𝐲!) 𝐈'𝐦 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐫𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐨𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐞𝐱𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐫 𝐢𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐫𝐧 𝐭𝐨 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐭 𝐩𝐞𝐚𝐜𝐞𝐟𝐮𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐩𝐫𝐨𝐜𝐞𝐬𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐭𝐨𝐨! 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥-𝐛𝐞𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐧𝐞𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐟𝐥𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐨𝐨!

𝐀𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐜𝐞: 𝐀𝐯𝐨𝐢𝐝 𝐡𝐢𝐠𝐡 𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐟 𝐠𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐦𝐞𝐝, 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝, 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐛𝐨𝐝𝐲 𝐚𝐥𝐬𝐨 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝𝐬 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐭𝐦𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐧𝐞𝐬𝐬, 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐫𝐧 𝐜𝐮𝐳 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐢𝐦𝐛𝐚𝐥𝐚𝐧𝐜𝐞𝐝. 𝐃𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐚𝐜𝐭 𝐢𝐦𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐬𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐜𝐤𝐥𝐞𝐬𝐬. 𝐘𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐥 𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐩𝐨𝐰𝐞𝐫 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡𝐭𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐟𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲. 𝐁𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐠𝐨 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐢𝐥𝐥𝐮𝐬𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐦𝐮𝐜𝐡 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦𝐢𝐧𝐠.( 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐝𝐚𝐲𝐝𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐭 𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐲𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞) 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐚𝐧'𝐭 𝐜𝐡𝐨𝐨𝐬𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐥𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐞𝐞𝐥 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐬𝐲𝐧𝐜 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐚𝐥 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞. 𝐅𝐨𝐜𝐮𝐬 𝐨𝐧 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐬 𝐑𝐄𝐀𝐋𝐋𝐘 𝐈𝐌𝐏𝐎𝐑𝐓𝐀𝐍𝐓 𝐭𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐝𝐨𝐧'𝐭 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐦𝐚𝐧𝐲 𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬 𝐨𝐫 𝐬𝐨𝐥𝐮𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬.

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-𝙹𝚞𝚕

No. It’s a disturbance in the force. / from ray

𝐝𝐞𝐟𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐝𝐢𝐯𝐯𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐮𝐩 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐨𝐤 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐨𝐭𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐫 , 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐮𝐦𝐛𝐥𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬 𝐨𝐟 𝐚𝐧 𝐚𝐠𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 , 𝐠𝐥𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐟𝐫𝐨𝐦 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐨𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐟 , 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐢𝐦𝐚𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 . and it's not just her . ezra and zac , he spies , are peeping out past her shoulder , the youngest of the two just a few paces back a dark silhouette from the laundry room's doorway , the two of them curious as to what could put ray of all people at a potential hackle . he looks back to her . this is why he's beginning to gray . " better give him what he wants . "

@evirsor

Tessaiga and Tenseiga ... Inuyasha learns of Toga

𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ➢ 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ➢ 1 ◉ 𝟸 ◉ 3 ◉ 4 ◉ 5 ◉ 6 ◉ 7 ◉ 8 ◉ 9 ◉ 10 ◉ 11

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐.

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❝-*-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬-*-•┈┈┈• Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Koga, Ginta, Hakkukau, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Naraku, Kagura, Kanna, Hakudoshi, Kohaku, Izayoi, Toga, Iyame❞

❝𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 -*- ✎﹏﹏﹏ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.❞

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ ͲᎻᎬ ՏͲϴᎡᎽ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

The sun was rising, steam was coming up through the roof of the hut, the sky was blue, and late into the night fluffy clouds rolled in. The birds were chirping and the bugs were buzzing about. Shippo was outside with Kagome, they were down by the lake earlier that morning collecting water to be boiled for breakfast, they were now outside drawing in the dirt.

Kagome seemed lost in thought, yet she also seemed happy, her keens pressed up against her chest as she watched Shippo draw something in the dirt. The straw-like door was rolled up, letting in natural light into the little home. Inside Miroku, Sango and Kirara were all watching over the food. Sango was watching the rice boil, while Miroku was getting the plates ready for breakfast.

You had been made the main course of the meal at the crack of dawn, fried fish, Shishimi, and some boiled eggs. However, you and Inuyasha were long gone before the group awoken, but you did let Shippo know where you were both going, his ears are more sensitive than the others, so he was awoken from all the noise from you cooking. You told him that you and Inuyasha were going to go for a little stroll, and that when the rice was done that they can all eat as much as they wanted.

That was about 30 minutes ago, Kagome sighed as she looked up and down the path that lead to the hut, before her eyes drifted off towards the trees. “I wonder where they gone off to.” She spoke aloud to herself in wonder. Shippo looked up from his drawing, a curious gleam in his eyes as he looked up at her. “I’m sure they’re fine, Kagome. Inuyasha is pretty strong so they’ll be safe for sure!!” He said in a reassuring voice as he smiled up at her. She stared at the trees a little longer before she looked down at him. “I know, but I can’t help but feel….” She trailed off as she ducked her chin down on top of her knees, a sadden look on her face.

Shippo tilted his head some. “Feel what, Kagome?” Came Miroku’s voice as he and Sango exited the hut. Shippo and Kagome both looked over at them. Kirara, nested in Sango’s arms, meowed and jumped down next to Kagome, she looked up at her before she nuzzled her head against her hip. Kagome smiled down at her, before she gently rubbed her head. Sango observed Kirara for a moment before she looked at Kagome. “Kirara can feel that something is bothering you, care to share?” She asked as she sat down next to Kagome, her keens bent to the side.

Miroku remained standing as he stared down at her with an expectant yet understanding stare. Kagome looked around at everyone before she nervously laughed. “Uh-haha- It’s nothing, really guys. It’s silly honestly.” She said dismissively as she busied herself with petting Kirara’s fur. Sango, Mirkou, and Shippo all shared a look before they all looked back at Kagome. “It’s about Inuyasha and Kikyo, isn’t it?” Sango said, her tone sympathetic. Kagome looked over at her with a shocked worried look before she looked back down at her knees.

“Yeah, it is… I’m just…. I’m worried, that Inuyasha might be thinking about going back to Kikyo. It just feels like everything that we’ve been through means nothing to him, and I’m worried that his mom might...” She trailed off as she bit her lip and her eyes teared up. Sango gave her a sad look, she felt sorry for Kagome, she was so young, and yet she was going through this hardship. Miroku spoke up. “Are you worried that his mother might approve of him being with Kikyo?” He asked, trying to make sense of her emotions. Kagome’s silent nod confirmed it and Sango placed a comforting hand on her shoulder.

“It’s okay, Kagome, you have no need to worry. I think Inuyasha’s mom likes you plenty, you’ll never know unless you ask right?” She said in a comforting tone. Kagome looked over at her, her face slightly flustered from crying before she flashed her a weak smile. “Right.” She said. Shippo stepped to her, placing his little hand on her shin in comfort before he smiled up at her with confidence. “I think Inuyasha’s mom likes you way more than Kikyo.” He said, they all looked at him with wide eyes. “Oh, how do you figure?” Miroku asked.

Shippo closed his eyes and he puffed his chest. “Because Kagome technically brought Inuyasha back home, he wasn’t anywhere near Kikyo when we first came here, so maybe she figured that you convinced him to come home.” He said in a factual tone. Everyone stared at him in silence, his words soaking in. “You know...’ Sango trailed off. “He kind of has a point.” Miroku finished. Kagome stared at Shippo a little longer, before she beamed a real smile at him. “Thanks, Shippo, you actually helped me. I think you have a point.” She said, Shippo smiled up at her, his tail slightly wagging behind him, happy to have made Kagome feel better.

“It’s no issue, Kagome, I’m always here to help!!” He cheered, Kagome chuckled before she gently ruffled his hair, and he leaned into the touch. “We should eat breakfast now, we don’t want the rice to stick,” Sango suggested. Everyone nodded as they all headed inside to have a warm breakfast. Kagome’s worries were cast away with the wind.

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You and Inuyasha have been walking for about 30 minutes now, Inuyasha has been reminiscing about his childhood. He pointed out the tree he used to play on, he pointed out the flower bed that he helped you plant, and he even pointed out the new path in the woods that was never there before. You explained to him that it was for village men to travel to and fro from Village to village more easier, they kept getting lost so eventually someone made a path. You both walked a talked about pieces and parts of his childhood, it was nice to revisit the fond memories with him.

In your walk, Inuyasha suddenly paused, his eyes trailing up the large tree not too far from him, you stared at the tree for a moment, before a smile crossed your face when you noticed what it was that he was staring at. It was a tree with his claw marks, which he used to mark his territory when he became a young teen, his instincts told him to do so.

He walked up to the tree, the marks came up to his chest, and his eyes sadden, his fingers tracing over the dull markings now. You walked up next to him. “I’ve been gone for a long time, huh Mom.” He said aloud to himself, you didn’t answer, feeling that it wasn’t a question, but a thought.

He scowled and his hand pressed into the tree. “You told me that Sesshomaru came by to visit every few new moons. Why?” He suddenly asked, he didn’t look at you, his eyes staring at the marks but not truly seeing them. A wind passed by, blowing both of your clothes and hair in the wind. “He came for questions.” You answered honestly. He turned his head slightly to you, but he didn’t look at you. “What questions did he come for?” He asked. You stared at him, calmness swarmed you, but you knew that your answer could change the wind.

“He wanted to know more about Tessaiga, and Izayoi.” You answered, the wind picked up and you tensed but you didn’t turn away. His fist clenched, and he turned towards you, but he wasn’t angry, just curious. “I can understand why he’d want to ask questions about the old man’s sword, but why about my mother? And why did he come to you for questions?” He asked, he felt…. Lost and hurt…. That you’d give Sesshomaru answers and not him. Why? He deserved to know. You took in a deep breath and you walked towards him, he watched as you walked past him, sitting down on one of the thick roots of the tree with his claw marks.

“Sit down, Inuysaha.” You gently ordered as you touched the space next to you. He eyed the spot, and he moved to sit down next to you. You both sat in silence for a few seconds before you spoke up. “Sesshomaru wanted to know where to find Tessaiga, but I denied him his request.” You explained. His eyes widen. “Why?” He asked.

You smiled to yourself before you looked at him, your hand gently coming up to caress his face, he leaned into it, and it made your heart swell. “Because, he told me that it was meant for you, Inuyasha, and I refused to break an old friend’s promise.” You said softly. His eyes shined in understanding before he looked confused once more. “Then what about my Mother? Why did he want to know about her?” He asked skeptically. You smiled fondly to yourself before you pulled your hand away from his cheek, and placed it in your lap.

“Because, Sesshomaru knew that Tessaiga and Izayoi were connected.” You explained. His eyes widen and his ears perked up. “Mother had a connection to Tessaiga? But how? Last I checked, Tessaiga is a demon sword.” He said, confusion danced in his eyes as he tried to understand it all. Your smile never left as you looked up towards the leaf-covered sky. The thick branches were full of wide, green leaves.

They covered the sky nearly completely, but the wind blowing made the sky viewable. “Because, Toga told Sesshomaru that he must have someone worth protection.” You explained. Inuyasha remained silent as he listened. You continued. “You see, Toga learned, that in order to use Tessaiga, your heart must be cleansed of all hatred for those who doesn’t deserve your wrath, but your protection.” You explained

Inuyasha’s eyes gleamed. “So, is that why I can use Tessaiga and Sesshomaru can’t? Is it because of Kagome?” He asked, as he paced his hand on Tessaiga’s hilt. You looked away from the sky and over towards him. “No, it’s because you were born without hatred.” You said, your eyes holding many tales from a land that doesn’t exist anymore. He looked over at you. “Born of hatred?” He asked. You nodded your head. “Yes, you see, all demons are born with hatred in their heart for those weaker than themselves. They crave to be the strongest and to rule the lands, but you were born from a human woman, making your heart cleansed at birth.” You explained, hoping he understood.

He looked at you for a moment, his features flickering again from his mother's to his father’s as he thought of your words. “But, then wouldn’t that mean that my father wouldn’t be able to wield Tessaiga?” He asked as he looked down in his lap. You smiled, you figured he’d ask that. “That’s exactly the case, Toga wasn’t able to wield Tessaiga for many moons.” You said, he turned towards you, his eyes gleaming an unfamiliar gleam. “Really?” He asked curiously as he leaned towards you some, he was greatly curious.

You nodded your head, a fond smile on your face as you remembered your younger years. “That’s right, Toga wasn’t always dubbed as “The Great Dog Demon”, he was once your average hound demon, whom was just as clumsy and just as wild as you were.” You said, your voice lively from the sweet memories of a younger Toga. Inuyasha’s face brighten slightly with an amused smile. “Was he really? I just always figured that he was always great… but I guess that everyone has to start somewhere.” He said as he looked up at the sky in wonder.

You giggled a bit before you looked over at him. “Mmhmm, that’s true, every creature must start somewhere, no matter how ‘great’ they were before they passed.” You said in a factual tone. He stared at the sky a little longer, listening to your words, his eyes danced through the leaves, but you could tell that he wanted to ask something. “So? How was he able to…. Ya know… cleanse his heart or whatever?” He asked before he looked at you. Your smile softened and your eyes warmed. “It was because of Sesshomaru.” You said. He lightly gasped at your words. “Because of Sesshomaru? But how?” He asked, he was confused. If Sesshomaru was the cause, then why didn’t Sesshomaru know how to wield Tessaiga?

You looked down at your hands, your left hand cradled in your right, as your thumbs rubbed each other. “Sesshomaru doesn’t understand how to wield Tessaiga, because it was on the day he was born, that Toga learned to wield Tessaiga.” You explained. Inuyasha blinked….. “Huh?” He questioned as he gave you a dumbfounded look.

You looked over at him with an amused grin. “Silly boy…. It was because of Sesshomaru’s birth, that Toga, for the first time ever, truly had something important to protect, a being that was weaker than himself, so fragile and innocent to the world, needed his protection. He told me, “It was like the joyous feeling to ever overcome me. My heart bloomed and my chest felt tight, and Tessaiga, for the first time ever, pulsed.” That was the day he learned, the secret to wield Tessaiga.”

You told him, and he stayed silent for a while, soaking in your words. “So, why didn’t he give Sesshomaru Tessaiga when he was old enough to use it?” He asked. You answered. “It was because Sesshomaru’s heart was shrouded in darkness, he knew, that if he gave Sesshomaru Tessaiga, then it’ll be a blood bath for all creatures lesser than himself. So Toga gave Sesshomaru Tenseiga.” You explained, you almost wanted to laugh when Sesshomaru came to you with a complaint, but there was nothing you could do.

Inuyasha smirked. “Hah! Serves him right, he gave him that useless sword.” He teased, you smiled sweetly before you reached up and snagged on his ear. “OW! OW!! WHAT I DO!? IT’S NOT LIKE I’M WRONG!!” He complained as he howled in pain. You humphed as you pinched his ear a little harder, making his hands hold onto your wrist. “It’s not a useless sword, it can bring back anyone from the dead.

It’s powerful when used correctly.” You schooled as you held his ear. “OKAY, OKAY!! I GET IT, JUST LET ME GO!!” He yelled. You held it a little longer before you let it go. He sat back up straight and he rubbed his ear. ‘Sheesh, fingers of steel.” He lightly complained under his breath. You looked over at him, your ever-sweet smile returning to your face.

“Perhaps we should test these ‘fingers of steel’ on your other ear, hmm?” You asked as you made a pinching motion with your fingers. He flinched back as he covered his ears and he shook his head. You breathed in and out before you looked back up at the sky, you could see a large cloud crossing over. The sun was just now making its way to the 10:00 am mark. “Tenseiga was given to Sesshomaru, so that he could learn to cherish life, and Toga knew the day would come, when he’d resurrect someone from the dead. Someone who he deemed worthy of his protection.” You explained.

Inuyasha had stopped rubbing his ear in favor of listening to you. “Someone worthy of his protection…. Rin.” He said, his eyes widening in realization. You nodded your head. “Yes, the young girl whom he now travels with, she’s fragile enough to be needed of his protection, and I can tell, that she’s wormed her way into his ever demonic heart. He’s highly protective of her.” You explained, a fond smile on your face as you thought of yours and Sesshomaru’s recent meeting.

Inuyasha looked at you in thought, before realization came in. “Wait, how do you even know Sesshomaru? I thought he didn’t like half-breeds and Humans.” He said, his eyebrow arched as he questioned you. You looked over at him with a mischievous yet happy look. “Why I was considered as his favorite caretaker when he was just a boy.” You said. He stared at you for a moment before he looked at you with a face of horror. “You took care of that beast, then you sure did a shitty job at it.” He said as he eyed you. You gave him your ever-sweet smile as your Jaki flared up.

He flinched from your demonic aura and he jumped into a branch on the tree. You took a deep breath before you stood, you stretched your limbs out, stiff from sitting in one position for so long. “Come now, dear son of mine, I have lunch to make and I’m making your favorite, just for you~” You chirped happily as you called up towards him, he stayed in the tree, a fearful look upon his face as he looked down at you. “That would sound nice, if you weren’t oozing out malice.” He said as he could see your ever-loving smile, but the dark aura of promised punishment flared up behind you. You giggled sweetly at his words. “Why you silly boy, I have no idea what you’re talking about.” You said as you lightly fanned him off.

He ducked back further on the branch. “How can she say that with such a kind smile?” He said aloud to himself in fear for his life. He perked up when he noticed that you began to walk back to the hut, you waved behind yourself as you walked. “WELL, I’LL SEE YOU BACK AT HOME THEN!! I’LL BE SURE TO TRY AND LEAVE SOME FOR YOU TOO!!” You said, as you walked away. He stared at you with an annoyed look, before he jumped down from the tree. He placed his hands into his sleeves, prepared to stalk off after you, but he stopped and looked back at the tree.

His old claw marks have dulled throughout the years, and his scent wasn’t as strong as it used to be. He wanted to feel sorry for himself and claim himself to be a bad son for not visiting. Hell, even Sesshomaru visited and she wasn’t even his damn mother. He grunted in irritation before he walked up to the tree, and placed his palm on the claw marks. “A new moon is going to come soon, and when it does, I’ll be the one to talk to you this time.” He said, his eyes holding determination before he sunk his claws into the bark and he made a new mark into the tree with a determined cry. “Sesshomaru!”

bikes & blood; chapter XI

{poly!lost boys x oc}

word count: 3106 rating: explicit chapter warnings: mentions of death and dead bodies, touchy Paul and Marko, victim hunting David and Dwayne, alcohol...overall my favourite chapter :D (again, I'm sorry if the warnings are shitty but this fic IS DARK!!) bikes & blood masterlist

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𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐤𝐨 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐬𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐩𝐩𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐥𝐨𝐬𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐨 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚, 𝐞𝐟𝐟𝐞𝐜𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐩𝐩𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐛𝐞𝐭𝐰𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐡𝐢𝐦𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐟 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥 𝐚𝐬 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐬𝐞𝐭𝐭𝐥𝐞𝐝 𝐨𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐜𝐮𝐫𝐯𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐰𝐚𝐢𝐬𝐭 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐏𝐚𝐮𝐥'𝐬 𝐡𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐝—𝐭𝐨𝐧𝐞𝐝 𝐜𝐡𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐩𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐬𝐞𝐝 𝐚𝐠𝐚𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐭 𝐀𝐦𝐚𝐫𝐚'𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐨𝐮𝐠𝐡 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐛𝐫𝐢𝐜 𝐨𝐟 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐬𝐡𝐢𝐫𝐭𝐬.

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A distant eighties track gilded across the night and through the tree line, orange-yellow light of a flickering bonfire danced across the cream-coloured sand as people crowded around the shoreline; dancing around the fire to the music that drifted across the star-filled sky. Some drank from stubbies, while others passed a bottle of alcohol back and forth amongst themselves.

A group of people danced to the music that blasted from a large, well-loved boombox; the stereo eliciting a smile across Amara's face. Fold-out chairs, driftwood logs or the occasional upturned barrel were occupied by party-goers who were content with the company of their alcohol of choice. The rumble of the group's bikes ceased as they cut their engines in sync—David's cool stare searing into those unlucky enough to capture his attention from the moonlit tree line.

Paul quickly clambered off of his bike. A brilliant grin etched into his face as he giddily helped Amara off of his bike the moment he cut the engine. Amara's heart stuttered within her chest as she turned and found David's gaze on those of the two blondes that stood beside her. Marko's ever-silent footsteps making it impossible for Amara to know when exactly he ended up beside her.

"Remember what we're here for, boys," David warned, throwing a pointed glance in Paul and Marko's direction before he dismounted his bike and strode off towards the shadow blanketed tree line.

Amara waited until she was sure the platinum blonde could no longer hear her before she spoke. Leaning forward as though whatever she was about to say was some well-kept secret. "What's the actual plan of attack, boys?"

Dwayne hesitated as he moved to walk away, peering back over his shoulder at Amara with those deep brown eyes. "Be careful."

"Aw, Marko, did you hear that? Dwayne's concerned about our safety." Paul uttered cheekily, snickering as the brunette rolled his eyes and disappeared in the opposite direction that David had gone.

Amara playfully swatted Paul's side as she fought to stifle the laughter that threatened to bubble past her lips. Marko watched on, utterly bemused, fingerless gloves brought up to his face as he subconsciously gnawed at the skin of his thumb. His hazel-eyed stare analysed the pair carefully as Paul playfully shoved Amara back; snickering as Amara stumbled and bumped into the sandy-haired blonde beside her.

Marko shook his head with merriment, interlacing their fingers together as he grabbed Amara's hand and began leading her toward the flickering flames of the bonfire. Paul traipsed beside Amara; arm slung across the top of her shoulders, all the while, his Atlantic-blue eyes scrutinised each party-goer with sinister interest.

Cataloguing each little gesture, quirk and conversation within his mind as Marko continued to lead Amara closer to the blazing fire and dancing throng of people. Paul snatched up an unopened bottle of whiskey from the floor, unscrewing the lid with nimble fingers before bringing the mouth of the bottle up to his nose; inhaling the sharp, malty smelling liquor.

Amara arched an eyebrow as the two shared a look over the top of her head. Marko's gaze expectant as he awaited some silent verdict that Paul had yet to decide. Their pace never faltering as the tall, rocker look alike brought the mouth of the bottle to his lips, swallowing a mouthful of the amber coloured liquor before he passed the bottle to Amara with a daring gleam to his eyes. Marko's attention focused on Amara in the corner of his eye, waiting to see if she'd be game enough to down the amber liquid.

Amara eyed the glass bottle within her hand, weighing up whether this was the smartest decision for the night. Fawn-brown eyes darted from one blonde to the other as they watched her patiently—Marko's words echoing throughout her head as Amara's stare came to rest on him. The curly-haired biker stood an arm's length away, his fingers laced with her own. Those charming hazel eyes locked upon Amara's face as he waited as patiently as he had done by the cliff.

Marko's expression was nothing but calm, leisurely waiting, as though he had all the time in the world. Amara glanced over towards Paul. His expression as calm and carefree as Marko's. The cool glass of the bottle rested firmly within Amara's grasp; the neck of the bottle clasped between her fist as the two watched Amara with bated breath. Pushing all her worries to the side, Amara brought the mouth of the bottle up to her lips. The sharp smell of the whiskey searing her nose as Amara tipped the bottle back and swallowed a mouthful.

Nose screwing up with distaste as a warm feeling filled Amara's chest and the amber liquid burned the back of her throat, eyes watering as though she'd spent too long chopping onions. Paul patted Amara's back softly, biting his lip as if it'd keep him from laughing—sky-blue eyes dancing with mirth as he peered down at Amara, a proud grin spreading across his face as Amara passed the bottle to Marko.

"You know, we practically kissed just then," Paul announced after a beat of silence, a cheeky grin across his face as he waggled his eyebrows at Amara.

Amara blinked up at him, fighting a losing battle against the smile that threatened to bloom across her face as she rolled her eyes at the dirty-blonde haired biker. Nudging his side with her elbow playfully as Marko chuckled softly in amusement; Paul's exaggerated yelp of pain filling Amara's ears as Marko brought the bottle to his lips and swallowed a mouthful.

"I guess we all just kissed then. Hey, Paul?" Marko taunted as he passed the bottle back to Paul.

Amara snickered as Paul breathed out a huff of feigned annoyance. The retriever-like blonde poked Amara's side as though it'd stop the laughter that spilled from her lips. "It's not that funny." Paul all but whined, pouting as Marko's laughter joined with Amara's.

Amara shook her head, fighting to quell the bout of laughter. "It's your reaction that makes it so funny." Amara sucked in a breath of air as she gnawed at the skin of her bottom lip, quelling the laughter that bubbled within the back of her throat. "Your face dropped like someone had just taken your favourite toy away from you."

"Man, you looked like a kicked puppy," Marko stated, releasing Amara's hand as he grasped Paul's shoulder in a playful grip.

Paul muttered something beneath his breath, bringing the bottle of whiskey back to his lips. Tipping his head up to the sky as he swallowed a mouthful of the liquor. Marko and Amara shared a look. The laughter they had pushed aside spilling past their lips as the two snickered at the pouting blonde's expense. Marko's arm wrapped around Amara's shoulder as the heat from the fire ghosted across her skin the closer they came to the heaped pile of wood. Flames licked at the wood pile, filling the fire-lit beach with soft popping and snapping sounds that mingled with the eighties hits that blasted from the boombox.

People cheered, staggered, danced and slurred the lyrics to the music coming from the boombox. Men and women alike shoving all of their worries to the depths of their minds as they soaked in the pulsing music and salt-riddled air—partying to their heart's content without so much as a backward glance.

And, for the first time in Amara's life.

She wanted to join them.

***

The stars danced in the inky depths of the sky, firelight illuminating the sandy beach. All the while, music drifted upon the salt-riddled breeze of the night. Elation rippled through Amara like waves; threatening to pull her under as she tipped her head up to the sky, her hair cascading down her back as her laugh rang out across the night

Paul and Marko danced beside the girl, truly lost within the moment as they too soaked up the thrill of the night; hazel and blue eyes alike marvelling at Amara's ease around them. The two blondes knew David watched them from the edge of the tree line—his cool stare searing into the sides of their heads from across the beach—and yet, they didn't spare the snowy-blonde haired biker a single glance.

Content with watching the way Amara seemed to soak in the night. Her bay-brown curls fell freely down her back, dancing in the gentle breeze as the tipsy girl dropped her guard around the two rebellious blondes. Her impossibly dark lashes kissed the skin of her cheeks as she angled her head up towards the sky; soft smiles upturning the two blonde's lips as they subconsciously noted every little thing she did.

From the corner of Paul's and Marko's eyes, they caught the swift and deathly silent movement of David. The ivory-skinned biker's boots never once made a sound as he wove through the tree line at the edge of the beach party. His chilling icy-blue stare ensnared upon the brown-haired girl who continued to dance to the music emitting from the boombox. Straying from her only long enough to meet the many questions swimming within Paul and Marko's eyes.

David came to a stop several metres away from the energetic trio, keeping to the shadows of the tree line so that no unwanted attention was drawn towards the two blondes that watched him from either side of Amara—knowing that if any of the party-goers saw him, his chances of an oblivious meal would be squandered. David raised his eyebrows, subtly ordering Paul and Marko to do what they'd come here for.

The two glanced down at the girl between them. Marko's gaze drifting across her face while Paul searched the group of drunken people that clustered around the blazing fire—the pair familiar with the art of choosing their prey. Paul and Marko's eyes met over the top of Amara's head, an unspoken agreement passing between the two as their gazes dropped to the blissfully unaware girl.

With a glance towards their leader, the duo seamlessly led Amara deeper into the dancing party-goers. Amara and Marko conversed amongst themselves as Paul interlaced his fingers with the brunette's, leading them to the heart of the alcohol-riddled men and women on the beach. As carefree as they had been before, the blonde bikers danced to the blaring music coming from the boombox with the brunette girl.

Hands came to rest on Amara's shoulder, waist, or hips; sometimes lingering as though fighting with themselves to pull away, while others ghosted across her skin as though she'd merely imagined it. Amara didn't mind. Her mind, though fuzzy from the malty tasting whiskey, was filled with enough clarity that she knew if she uttered so much as a word; the pair would back off and cease their harmless caresses.

Amara was lost within the moment, much like the two blondes who danced with her. Paul's assortment of bracelets jingled together as the hand he'd moved away came to rest upon Amara's hip, subconsciously pulling the girl closer to his chest. The scent of coconuts, sea salt and book pages engulfing his senses as the breeze ruffled their hair.

Marko smirked devilishly, lifting his eyebrows as a knowing glint crept its way into his eyes. His gaze held Paul's when he finally lifted his stare away from the fawn-brown-eyed girl pressed into his chest. Marko held Paul's stare as he stepped closer to Amara, effectively trapping her between himself and Paul as his hand settled on the curve of her waist opposite to the side that Paul's hand rested—toned chest pressed against Amara's through the fabric of their white shirts.

David watched from the tree line, observing the trio from where he leant against a tree with one foot crossed behind the other; tendrils of smoke brushing against his face as he blew out a white-grey cloud of smoke. Malicious amusement spreading through his chest as he pulled his gaze from the magnetic trio and met Dwayne's eyes from across the beach. The ebony-haired biker inclined his head toward a cluster of men that sat upon a large, sun-leeched driftwood log.

Watching Amara dance with Paul and Marko with shared looks of desire; resentful glares thrown towards the two blondes that stood pressed against her. Dwayne waited for the subtle dip of David's head—signifying that their intended prey had fallen for the cleverly placed bait—before his umber-brown eyes left the men that reeked of beer and fell upon Amara. Orange-yellow light of the fire casting shadows across his face and the trio that danced like nobody was watching, Amara's melodic laughter rippling across the star-filled sky.

Paul and Marko reluctantly tore their attention away from Amara and to David, whose all-knowing irises burned into them. The pair waited with baited breath, every instinct of theirs going haywire as the thrill of the hunt jolted through them. Anticipation coating their tongues like honey; sweeter than any of their combined motives.

David dipped his head in that same miss-able manner as before. Matching smirks filled with malice spread across their faces, hazel and blue eyes alike finding the drunken stares of the men that watched Amara. Marko turned back towards Amara as Paul's upper lip twitched into a deathly smile; Atlantic-blue eyes void of emotion as he locked eyes with a familiar ash-blonde amongst the men.

Dwayne, sensing the budding intent within the dirty-blonde, crossed the soft sand and pulled Amara from the duo's grasps, and into his own. Wrapping an arm around her waist as the two blonde-haired bikers whined in protest. Giggling from the brown-haired girl met his ears as she laughed at Paul and Marko's matching pouts. Dwayne shook his head as he fought the grin that threatened to spread across his face, lips twitching as Amara leant into his side.

"Time to get you home," Dwayne murmured, mirth flickering within his eyes as a pout akin to the ones Paul and Marko sported grew across Amara's face.

"C'mon Dwayne, just a few more hours won't hurt." Marko pleaded, stepping forward as though to pull Amara from Dwayne's arms and into his own.

Paul nodded somewhat frantically, creeping closer to the coconut smelling girl tucked into the Wendat man's side. "Amara doesn't want to leave. Right, chika?" He stated, gesturing to the tipsy girl with a pout across her face.

"I want to stay," Amara whined, yawning behind her hand as Dwayne peered down at her.

Dwayne arched an eyebrow, unconvinced by both Amara and the blonde's statements, as he locked his dark eyes upon the smaller bikers and sighed. "Let's get you home, kleintje."

Amara furrowed her eyebrows as the olive-skinned biker began leading her back towards their bikes, Paul and Marko shoving each other playfully as they followed the two brunettes. "That's not fair." She muttered as Dwayne glanced down at her with a soft smile.

"What's not fair?"

"You telling me what I can and can't do." She huffed as Dwayne, Paul and Marko listened to the whiskey driven speech. "I mean, you don't see me telling you to put on a shirt, so why should you decide when I go home?"

Paul and Marko snickered. Dwayne's amused chuckle filled the darkness of the fading fire as he stopped several paces away from their bikes; platinum-blonde hair capturing all their attention as David sat astride his bike waiting for them.

David's gravelly voice drifted across the short distance from the bikes to the group of four. "How about this, sweetheart? If you can walk from where you are to here in a straight line, you and the boys can go back to partying."

Dwayne, catching onto where David was going, peered down at Amara as he spoke. "But if you can't, we take you straight back home. Okay?"

Amara nodded eagerly as Paul and Marko sauntered over to their bikes; knowing that neither David nor Dwayne would let either drive with Amara on the back of their bikes while she was anything but sober. Dwayne took a single step back from Amara and gestured with his hand towards the three blondes that sat perched on their bikes—urging her to cross the space without so much as staggering.

Marko toyed with the deep, red jewel that hung from his earring as Amara took three steady steps away from Dwayne, a triumphant grin across her face as she threw him a cheeky wink over her shoulder. Paul leant forward, forearms coming to rest on the handlebars of his bike as Amara took four more steps before she stumbled on a root that jutted out from the floor.

Huffing with annoyance as Dwayne wove his arm back around her waist and led her over to his bike, mounting the bike before he turned around and helped Amara on behind him. Her arms wrapped themselves around his bare abdomen as the group started their bikes, revving their engines a few times before they took off into the night. Paul's and Marko's hollers of delight echoed in Amara's ears as she rested her head upon Dwayne's cool denim jacket.

Her eyes fluttering closed as she soaked in the night; etching this night into her mind so that she would never forget it.

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𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐌𝐔𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄!

𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬. canon. / original character. / alternate universe. / canon-divergent (post canon verses anyway!). / fandomless.  𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes.(but not nearly enough!) / no. / i don’t know. 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes. / no.(usually he falls under the cute category) / i don’t know. 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes. / no. / i don’t know. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝? yes. / no. 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲? yes. / no. 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? yes. / no. / i don’t know. / they’re the protagonist. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝?  yes. / no.   𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧? good. / bad. / neutral. (depends on who you talk to) 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧? I follow canon pretty damn close up until...well, his death. I just don’t want to accept and so I didn’t! I thought up a fairly reasonable way for him to survive and gave him a post canon story to follow. But as far as canon, I don’t see any real need to change much since he was well written to begin with and got a reasonable backstory and plenty of screen time to develop during. Good job, canon.

𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞! ( try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. ) Are you looking for loyalty? Someone ride or die? A Best Boy? Look no further, because Narancia is all of these and more. He’s funny, he’s silly, he has a badass Stand and knows how to use it efficiently, he’s street smart and a good dancer. Will kill a dude, but hasn’t got a legitimately cruel or mean bone in his body. PROTECTIVE. Will share his sodas with you and you don’t even have to pay him back! 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞! ( list everything why your muse could not be so interesting. even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think? ) Short-tempered, a little bit intelligently slow, CANNOT MATH GOOD. Cusses a whole-fucking-lot. Kills people without so much as a hint of regret. Will zone out sometimes and miss everything you just said to him. Has terrible memory. Will NOT share his chocolate with you (unless he REALLY likes you) and will get REALLY pissed if you take them. 𝐰��𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞? Honestly, I couldn’t really pinpoint it. All I know is Narancia just clicked with me similarly to how Sun just clicked when I first watched RWBY. It was favorite character at, literally, first sight because I loved his character design before I even started watching Golden Wind and I was RIGHT. I loved his silliness at first and then I saw the flip side, his serious and dangerous side, and I was even more intrigued. I was so dedicated to seeing how his story developed....and I was devestated (and I mean devestated) by his death and how...pointless it felt! I remember thinking: “He deserved SO MUCH BETTER” so I decided to give him so much better! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? People who enjoy my portrayal, OOC discussions, plotting, shipping, and just....because Narancia is so fun to write and he has a million layers to explore!

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍!

𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞? yes. / no. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬? yes.(not as often as they come to mind, though!) / no. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬? yes. / no 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥? yes. / no. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠? yes. / no. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧? yes. / no. (only about a few very specific topics) 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥? Absolutely, as long as it’s constructive criticism and not pointless hate or bullying. Like, if you come into my DMs or Inbox and tell me something you felt I could do better or something you didn’t like and a suggestion on how to change it, then I am very open to hearing and examining your criticism. But if you come in like “Meh, *insert muse here* sucks!” then I will shut you down. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫?YES! Oh my gosh, YES. Please send questions at any time because I love exploring my muses in this way. 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲? It depends. Usually yes just purely out of curiosity, not with any real intention to adjust my heacanons. I just want to know because...like...why, bro? 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭? I just tell them they can move on. My portrayal is for ME to enjoy and others who enjoy it to write with me! If you don’t like it then you can go find another blog with any of my muses and write with them instead. *shrug* 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭? I just feel bad for them...not sure HOW you could ever hate the Orange Boy and all his adorable glory! Your loss, really, there’s not much I can do to change your mind other than tell you about what makes him a great character! If you hate Narancia then you must just hate joy. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬? Oh gosh, I don’t enjoy it because it makes me feel kind of dumb, but I do encourage people to do so because it helps me become a better writer! A lot of times I misspell stuff when I’m on mobile because my stupid thumbs can’t hit the right letter! 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐧? I absolutely am. I will never pressure you or get angry for slow replies, I will always understand my mutuals needing to rest or take breaks or work a lot...life is life, RP is not life. If you need to make real life a priority, then I will definitely understand and not rag on you about it. Also, I am 100% down with on the fly threads that haven’t been plotted. I’m pretty chill.

stolen from: @hopingforjustice​

𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐏𝐎𝐒𝐈𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐍𝐄𝐆𝐀𝐓𝐈𝐕𝐄: 𝐌𝐔𝐍 𝐀𝐍𝐃 𝐌𝐔𝐒𝐄!

𝐦𝐲 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞 𝐢𝐬. canon. / original character. / alternate universe. / canon-divergent (a little?). / fandomless. 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐩𝐮𝐥𝐚𝐫 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes. / no. / i don’t know. 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐡𝐨𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes. / no. / i don’t know. 𝐢𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐚𝐧𝐝𝐨𝐦? yes. / no. / i don’t know. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐮𝐧𝐝𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐝? yes. / no. 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐬𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲? yes. / no. 𝐰𝐞𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐫𝐞𝐥𝐞𝐯𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐦𝐚𝐢𝐧 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? yes. / no. / i don’t know (just like everyone else, except rohan?). / they’re the protagonist. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐥𝐲 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰𝐧 𝐢𝐧 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐰𝐨𝐫𝐥𝐝?  yes. / no.  𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐢𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐢𝐫 𝐫𝐞𝐩𝐮𝐭𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧? good. / bad. / neutral. 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐬𝐭𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐨𝐥𝐥𝐨𝐰 𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧? I think I follow reasonably, but it's not like there's a lot of material in the first place. Reimi has a little bit of screen time, she is a plot device and then she has her happy ending. Besides, she interact with three or four characters at all? So there's a big gap I try to fill in the way I think is coherent, but not to the point of being really canon-divergent since what I do is make something deeper, not change radically. It's not a fixed idea, though. If I find relevant in the future I will certainly do what makes me more comfortable! 𝐬𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞! ( try to list everything, which makes your muse interesting in your opinion to make them spicy for your mutuals. ) Please support this pink girl who just wants to make this fucked up world a little better! She is dead but she is still human, treat her like one and she will treasure you forever. This blog is a space for positivity and love and kindness because that's what Reimi is, so if you need a hug... She is the right person. Words of encouragement? Of course! Do good without looking at who? God, she was born for this. She loves love and loving others, let her demonstrate it. 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞! ( list everything why your muse could not be so interesting. even if you may not agree, what does the fandom perhaps think? ) Reimi fits perfectly into the stereotype of the cute, sweet character who is always smiling because reasons? Or that kindness and stupidity are the same thing, so she has to take shit from everyone because that's what they expect her to do? It can be irritating or annoying for some people, which is perfectly acceptable. I try to give motivations and explanations for her to be like this, but this is a constant process with both successes and failures. I swear I'm doing my best! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐞𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐫𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐦𝐮𝐬𝐞? Honestly I don't know? I just think she is neat. I haven't written a bright character like that for literally years, I tried new things for a long time but I missed this kind of thing. From the beginning I wanted a female character, it's not like there are many options... I just watched DIU and thought, why not? She is adorable and positive, not just on the surface, so I want to discover her potential. Just as I want to explore other sides of her! Including negative things because nobody is perfect and she certainly isn't. This is my favorite part and I wanted to contribute to the fun in some way, even because I know a lot of people who don't like it? Besides I'm happy to meet people who are willing to give my Reimi a chance, and especially who encourage me to develop her. I love my girl, and when people tell me they love her too it made my day! 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐤𝐞𝐞𝐩𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐢𝐧𝐬𝐩𝐢𝐫𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠? All the affection and warmth and love I have for her in the first place. Even when bad things happen or I’m not motivated, I know Reimi is waiting for me and it fills me with hope. Moreover I'm lucky to find brilliant and inspiring writing partners, our threads and headcanons and random conversations make me want to be here to have a little more shared joy. To the point that I'm dedicating myself exclusively to this blog, Reimi is my thing and there's nothing better than that, writing her makes me happy. If I'm pleasing at least one person here so I've done my duty!

𝐒𝐎𝐌𝐄 𝐌𝐎𝐑𝐄 𝐏𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐎𝐍𝐀𝐋 𝐐𝐔𝐄𝐒𝐓𝐈𝐎𝐍𝐒 𝐅𝐎𝐑 𝐓𝐇𝐄 𝐌𝐔𝐍!

𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐞? yes. / no. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐟𝐫𝐞𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐥𝐲 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧𝐬? yes. / no (i have a lot on my mind but i'm lazy so i use memes for that). 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐝𝐫𝐚𝐛𝐛𝐥𝐞𝐬? yes. / no (i have some ideas but again i'm lazy). 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥? yes. / no. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐜𝐨𝐧𝐟𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭 𝐢𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐰𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠? yes. / no. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐧𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐩𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐨𝐧? yes. / no. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐜𝐜𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐜𝐫𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐢𝐬𝐦 𝐰𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐚𝐛𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥? Criticisms are welcome, as long as it's done in a respectful manner. I'm not here to please everyone, it's impossible and I know it, but if you think I should know something you can tell me, anonymously or not. If I find pertinent, that this is a way for the person to try to help me with something so I will be grateful. Rudeness and anon hate will be ignored. 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 𝐪𝐮𝐞𝐬𝐭𝐢𝐨𝐧𝐬, 𝐰𝐡𝐢𝐜𝐡 𝐡𝐞𝐥𝐩 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐞𝐱𝐩𝐥𝐨𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫? A lot! Several hcs were born out of people's questions. It helps me focus enough to think about some aspects, sometimes things that I haven't even considered! In addition, people's interest in Reimi and my portrait makes me veeeeeery happy, it's a way of showing affection and appreciation. So thank you all for your attention! 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐨 𝐚 𝐡𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐜𝐚𝐧𝐨𝐧 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫𝐬, 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐰𝐚𝐧𝐭 𝐭𝐨 𝐤𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐡𝐲? Depends on the person. Once again politeness is the key, if they think that a healthy discussion is possible then fine. I like to talk and theorize about characters and their dynamics, different points of view etc. If the person really disagrees and doesn't want to speak they are free to unfollow me, I will not be offended! 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐝𝐢𝐬𝐚𝐠𝐫𝐞𝐞𝐬 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐩𝐨𝐫𝐭𝐫𝐚𝐲𝐚𝐥, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐨𝐮𝐥𝐝 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭? Everyone is free to make their own choice, the question is what they do about it. Please just don't send anon hate, this is boring and discouraging, as an anxious person I would feel bad for sure. Softblock/hardblock will be understood and appreciated. 𝐢𝐟 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐥𝐥𝐲 𝐡𝐚𝐭𝐞𝐬 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐜𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫, 𝐡𝐨𝐰 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐚𝐤𝐞 𝐢𝐭? I mourn for them. LMAO I know Reimi can be considered boring and annoying or even a Mary Sue? So it's okay not to like her. Hating her exclusively for being a female character makes me really sad and angry, though. This is offensive to the characters and the people who write them, so if you think like that unfortunately my blog isn't the place for you. 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐨𝐤𝐚𝐲 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐩𝐞𝐨𝐩𝐥𝐞 𝐩𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐨𝐮𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐠𝐫𝐚𝐦𝐦𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐥 𝐞𝐫𝐫𝐨𝐫𝐬? I'm not gonna lie, it's absolutely embarrassing to me because this is one of my biggest insecurities here. I make mistakes, I made mistakes, it's inevitable! So tips are appreciated. Just understand that maybe I'm gonna take too long to answer our thread because I will try my best not to make mistakes again. LMAO 𝐝𝐨 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐡𝐢𝐧𝐤 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐚𝐫𝐞 𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐲 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐬 𝐚 𝐦𝐮𝐧? I guess so? At least that's what people say me. Although my mental health kicks my ass all the time and my tolerance for socializing is low, I try to make people comfortable and be positive when I can. I KNOW I need to improve OOC communication since sometimes I just stop answering, but please keep in mind that the problem is me, not you! I appreciate every message, even if I don’t respond or take too long to answer.

// stolen from.  @fukenzena

Memories of a Great Protector

𝙼𝚞𝚕𝚝𝚒 𝚙𝚊𝚛𝚝 𝚜𝚝𝚘𝚛𝚢 ➢ 𝚂𝚝𝚊𝚝𝚞𝚜: 𝚄𝚗𝚏𝚒𝚗𝚒𝚜𝚑𝚎𝚍

𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 ➢ 1 ◉ 𝟸 ◉ 3 ◉ 4 ◉ 5 ◉ 6 ◉ 7 ◉ 8 ◉ 9 ◉ 10 ◉ 11

𝚆𝚊𝚛𝚗𝚒𝚗𝚐𝚜 𝚞𝚙𝚍𝚊𝚝𝚎𝚜 𝚠𝚒𝚝𝚑 𝚎𝚊𝚌𝚑 𝚌𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛, 𝚋𝚎 𝚜𝚞𝚛𝚎 𝚝𝚘 𝚛𝚎𝚊𝚍 𝚋𝚎𝚏𝚘𝚛𝚎 𝚌𝚘𝚗𝚝𝚒𝚗𝚞𝚒𝚗𝚐.

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❝-*- 𝐓𝐢𝐭𝐥𝐞 𝐎𝐟 𝐒𝐭𝐨𝐫𝐲 -*- *.☽ .* | Inuyasha x Half-Demon! Adoptive Mother Reader❞

❝-*-𝐖𝐚𝐫𝐧𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬-*- •°•⚠️•°• | None❞

❝-*-𝐑𝐚𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠-*- ஓ๑♡๑ஓ | Mature ❞

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❝-*-𝐏𝐚𝐢𝐫𝐢𝐧𝐠𝐬-*- ʚ♡ɞ | Sango ♥︎ Miroku _ Inuyasha ♥︎ Kagome _ Inuyasha ♥︎ Kikyo _ Koga ♡ Kagome _ Kikyo ♡ Naraku❞

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❝-*-𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐫𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐞𝐫𝐬-*-•┈┈┈• Inuyasha, Kagome, Miroku, Sango, Shippo, Kirara, Koga, Ginta, Hakkukau, Kikyo, Sesshomaru, Rin, Jaken, Naraku, Kagura, Kanna, Hakudoshi, Kohaku, Izayoi, Toga, Iyame❞

❝𝚂𝚞𝚖𝚖𝚊𝚛𝚢 -*- ✎﹏﹏﹏ 𝐈𝐧𝐮𝐲𝐚𝐬𝐡𝐚'𝐬 𝐚𝐝𝐨𝐩𝐭𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐦𝐨𝐭𝐡𝐞𝐫 𝐢𝐬 𝐚 𝐬𝐞𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐭 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐤𝐞𝐩𝐭 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐥𝐨𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐥𝐝 𝐚𝐧𝐲𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐞𝐱𝐢𝐬𝐭𝐞𝐧𝐜𝐞, 𝐢𝐧 𝐟𝐞𝐚𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝐲𝐨𝐮𝐫 𝐬𝐚𝐟𝐞𝐭𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐞 𝐝𝐞𝐜𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐧𝐨𝐰 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐭𝐢𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐫𝐨𝐝𝐮𝐜𝐞 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐭𝐨 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐟𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐧𝐝𝐬, 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐛𝐲 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐚 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐭𝐨𝐨. 𝐇𝐞 𝐡𝐚𝐬𝐧'𝐭 𝐬𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐞 𝐡𝐞 𝐟𝐞𝐥𝐥 𝐢𝐧 𝐥𝐨𝐯𝐞 𝐰𝐢𝐭𝐡 𝐊𝐢𝐤𝐲𝐨𝐮, 𝐡𝐞 𝐡𝐨𝐩𝐞𝐬 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐲𝐨𝐮'𝐥𝐥 𝐟𝐨𝐫𝐠𝐢𝐯𝐞 𝐡𝐢𝐦 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐥𝐞𝐚𝐯𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐧𝐞𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐢𝐧𝐠. 𝐁𝐮𝐭 𝐡𝐢𝐬 𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐢𝐭 𝐦𝐚𝐲 𝐣𝐮𝐬𝐭 𝐝𝐨 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐨𝐩𝐩𝐨𝐬𝐢𝐭𝐞 𝐨𝐟 𝐰𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐡𝐞'𝐬 𝐛𝐞𝐞𝐧 𝐭𝐫𝐲𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐝𝐨 𝐟𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐯𝐞𝐫 𝐭𝐰𝐨 𝐜𝐞𝐧𝐭𝐮𝐫𝐢𝐞𝐬.❞

༶•┈┈⛧┈♛ ᎬΝᎫϴᎽ ͲᎻᎬ ՏͲϴᎡᎽ ♛┈⛧┈┈•༶

Everyone was sound asleep, their bellies full of warm food. You and Inuyasha were the only two awake, you were both outside, staring up at the moon. It was full and bright, with not a cloud in sight, the stars were bright as they twinkled their little lights. It was truly a beautiful night. You’ve both been out for a few hours now, enjoying each other's company in silence. You were the first to speak up.

“How have you been, Inuyasha?” You asked wanting to know of his being. He remained silent a little longer before he spoke up. “Pretty good, I guess.” He vaguely answered, he wasn’t the best at expressing his emotions, but you were more than used to it. You were always willing to wait for him, and wait you did, and you were rewarded greatly.

“I’ve just been confused lately.” He admitted. You looked over at him, a look of concern on your face. “What ails you so?” You questioned him. He looked away from the moon and down towards his lap. “Well, do you remember Kikyo?” He questioned. You blinked, how could you not?

She was the first woman to ever love your son, and she would’ve been the first to whisk him away too, but then you learned of her untimely ending, and Inuyasha vanished. You stayed up many nights, waiting for him to return, but he never did. “I do… does this have something to do with her?” You asked, as you briefly looked towards the hut before you looked back at him. He looked at you with a slightly shy look, but he nodded. “Sort of.” He said. You nodded your head in confirmation before you reached over and you rubbed his back tenderly.

“I just can’t seem to understand it, I still love Kikyo… but my heart beats strongly for Kagome. I want to hold Kikyo and leave with her, but I want to have Kagome as my one and only.” He said, his face seemed strained, and stress lines began to crease under his eyes as he thought over his dilemma. Your hand never stopped rubbing his back, which relaxed his worries.

“Silly boy… you shouldn’t be stressing like this, it’s bad for your health.” You lightly scolded him, he scoffed at your words but leaned into your comforting rubs. “You shouldn’t be thinking with your mind, but with your heart… from my understanding Young Kikyo is dead, so you shouldn’t think about the yesteryears but the future.” You advised. You didn’t truly understand what was going on, but you had an idea of what transpired.

Inuyasha sighed, he sounded irritated. “Can you not speak to me in riddles? I get that enough with the old hag.” He complained. You smiled up at him, pleased to hear that he was still your same boy. “Well, to place it simply, from what you told me, you love Kagome more than Kikyo.” You said, he looked over at you and he opened his mouth for protest, but you held your hand up stopping him. “But… you’re having a hard time admitting that to yourself, you loved Kikyo for so long till you can’t see yourself parted from her, I understand. I was in love once too you know?” You said in a factual tone.

This seemed to catch his attention. “Really? I just always figured you were too much of a witch for someone to love you.” He teasingly yet somewhat seriously said. You gave him a kind smile before you slammed your fist against the top of his head. He hissed in pain as he grabbed the top of his head, a sizable bump grew on top of his head and he glared at you with a teardrop in his eyes. “OW!! WHAT THE HECK WAS THAT FOR!?” He complained as he shouted at you.

You huffed as you glared at him, the fire in your eyes made him flinch back. “Watch your mouth, because last I checked you love me too, right, dear son of mine?” You threatened said as you glared at him. “E-uh-R-right.” He nervously said. You closed your eyes as you calmed down with a deep breath, before you looked up at the moon, fond memories of your younger years, long before Inuyasha’s time.

“I was once in love with a demon… he was as beautiful as the moon, but he had the heart of a human.” You explained, Inuysaha’s eyes gleamed with curiosity as he listened to you. “He was fierce and strong, yet he was so gentle. He believed in protecting humans and half-demons alike, in his eyes we were all equal under the sun. None was more superior than the other.” You explained, your voice laced with love as you spoke.

Inuyasha blinked before he gave a small smile. “What kind of demon was he?” He asked, he was greatly curious, this demon who loved all. You smiled sweetly. “He was a great Fox demon… The Great Kitsune of the North.” You said, pride in your voice as you spoke. Inuyasha’s eyes widen. “Great Kitsune of the North? What was he, a king or something?” He asked. You looked over at him. “Yes, he was a very benevolent king at that too.

He ruled his lands with an iron fist but with a heart of gold.” You said, your eyes shined in excitement. Inuyasha’s smile widen. “What happened to him?” He asked. Your eyes dimmed some and your smile slightly dropped, but it never lost that look of deep love.

“He died, doing what he loved most. Protecting those he loved.” You said, Inuyasha gave you a somber look, before he looked back at the moon. You both remained quiet for a while, but the silence was welcomed. Your eyes widened when he wrapped his arm around you, giving you a hug, you looked over at him with a surprised look. “He was an honorable man, and I’m going to live out his legacy.” He declared. Your eyes widen at his words and you lightly gasped.

He looked down at you with a determined glare. “I know, he isn’t of my blood, but I’m going to look up to him like he is. My Father and The Great Kitsune share one thing in common that I have within me.” He said, your eyes stared at him intensely as you tried to anticipate his words, but he shocked you with his answer. “And that’s their love for all creatures.” He said, your eyes widened, and tears gathered in them before they went back to normal.

You smiled up at him, your heart swelled with pride in the boy you raised. You hugged him tightly to you and he responded in kind. “Inuyasha, Kudagitsune would’ve been ever so proud to call you his son, no matter your lineage.” You said you felt him relax into you and knew your words made him happy. “Even Toga would’ve been very proud of you.” You said, a knowing look on your tear-stained face, and you weren’t shocked when he stiffened, but he never pulled away.

You both stayed that way for a while, it’s been so long since you held him, and even after all these years, he still fit so snugly in your arms, just like he did when he was a young boy, it made your heart sing. “Mom, did you know my father?” He suddenly asked. The wind picked up, and you knew this talk would have to happen sooner or later. You nodded your head in confirmation. “Can you tell me about him?” He asked, his hold on you tightening when a chiller wind blew through. You smiled, happy to see that he was still so protective of you. “I can, and I will, but not tonight.” You said evenly. “Then when?” He asked.

You pulled back from him and he loosened his hold. You looked up at him, seeing his mother and father's features flash in his features showing his anticipation. You smiled at him sweetly as you gently caressed his face. “I’ll tell you everything you’d ever want to know about your family, but you’re not ready yet.” You gently said.

His eyes gleamed sadly as he snarled in frustration. “Why does everyone keep telling me that?” He growled. You stared at him with compassion. “Because you still do not know who you are yet. You haven’t truly accepted all that you are and all that you want.” You explained. He pulled back from you slightly, but he never pushed you away.

“Oh great, here we go again with these riddles.” He fussed, you chuckled as you pulled your hand from his cheek and you stood from your sitting, he stayed put but he watched you. “Ah, always the impatient one, you and Sesshomaru both inherited that from your father, he was the same way.” You teasingly said as you giggled. His eyes widen and he quickly stood. “Sesshomaru? How do you know that!?” He asked, his eyes wide in confusion.

You looked at him with a blank yet sweet look. “Oh? You didn’t know?” You asked him, he growled in irritation. “KNOW WHAT!?” He shouted. You stared at him a little longer before you delicately covered your mouth and chuckled. “Why, Sesshomaru visits me every few new moons.” You confessed. He stepped back in shock. “HUH!? SESSHOMARU COMES TO VISIT!? SINCE WHEN!?” He yelled. “Why, he always has, long before you were ever born.” You said.

His eyes were wide in shock as he stared at you dumbfounded. “Wha- wha- huh?” He said. You chuckled at his confusion before you gently petted his head. “My sweet, sweet little Inu, I’ll tell you more about it tomorrow, until then a growing boy needs his rest.” You said as you wagged your finger at him. He blinked from his stupor as he stood up straight. “Ha!? What the hell do you mean by ‘Growing Boy’? I’m a grown-ass man.” He said as he jabbed his thumb at himself. You nodded at his words, ignoring everything he said before you grabbed his arm and you began dragging him behind you into the hut.

“Come along now, Inuyasha, you need some rest, I’m starting to see some eye bags and that’s never healthy. You’ve been staying up for too many nights in a row and it’s time for a proper rest. Come on, come on.”

“Wh-wait! I- I don’t need no sleep!! Hey, are you listening to me!? MOM!! Hey!! I’m not as fragile, I don’t get no ‘eye bags!!’ HEY!!!”

You dragged him into the house, he struggled halfheartedly as you dragged both of your beings into the hut. The bright moon stared down at the reunited small family, here white light casting judgmental observation, as the winds passed by.