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darklinaforever · 1 month
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* Antis Sessrin coming under my posts when I simply explain that :
Sesshomaru canonically showed no romantic or sexual interest in Rin as a child in the Inuyasha anime, so he is not a pedophile.
And that Rin being mom in Yashanime at 18 is not proof that she was the victim of grooming, due to the fact that we are in a feudal era where girls under 18 are seen as adults.
Grooming also involves a lot of time spent with the person, Sesshomaru was from what we know canonically on the move a lot and came to see Rin from time to time. In the facts, nothing on screen is shown that could suggest grooming.
Canonically, there is no grooming storyline in the Sessrin relationship on screen in Inuyasha and Yashanime, whether you like it or not.
* For deny what I say and act moralistic, know that you are wasting your time.
At this point, you antis invent a grooming scenario yourself to explain why Sessrin ends up together because you don't like them together, or it makes you uncomfortable. I don't know, I'm not in your head.
But in the hard facts shown on screen, nothing involves grooming. Again, it's just facts.
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nezumixshionn · 2 years
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new ERA
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quirkycatsfatstacks · 2 months
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Manga Monday: Yashahima: Princess Half-Demon Vol. 1
Series: Yashahima: Princess Half-DemonWriter/Artist: Takashi ShiinaAdapter: Katsuyuki SumisawaCreator: Rumiko TakahashiPublisher: VIZ MediaReleased: June 21, 2022 Find it on Goodreads | More Manga Summary: Towa has spent the last few years living in present-day Japan. In truth, it’s all she can remember – literally. The days before her arrival are blank to her. She and her family know that…
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officialinuyasha · 4 months
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Art by Official Animator Hisako Sato
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kay-i · 1 month
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This is my contribution to the SessRinEternity / 320生而爱铃96小时 96Hour Relay Race!
✨🌙Always Mine🎐✨ (Part II)
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sollee-art · 1 month
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I haven't read the chapter yet, but I really wanted to do a redraw of that scene 🧡
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towl · 1 month
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Rin & Sesshomaru ♡ Hanyo no Yashahime, Ch. 31
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fuedalreesespieces · 4 days
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inumir friendship has me on my KNEES
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aqours · 10 months
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It was barely a millennium.
Your eyes look like Rin's.
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nabikyu · 8 months
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My fav girl, Moroha
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mangastararts · 1 month
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Yashahime chapter 30 redraw I seen other artists redrew from this scene from the manga and I wanted to try. I hope you like it @inuyasharedraw
This beautiful background was made by this amazing artist I purchased from Artstation https://www.artstation.com/marketplace/p/WmAM5/800-feudal-japan-visual-novel-backgrounds
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darklinaforever · 1 month
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So you'll laugh, but an antis Sessrin came to show me this to prove to me that canonically Sesshomaru did indeed show romantic interest in Rin as a child :
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But as the dialogues seem to me to imply in fact a sort of summary of the events told in the past tense, it is quite obviously for me that this case is not supposed to imply that he was in love with Rin at that time precisely when she was a child, but that just seems to be a narration that summarizes the events more than anything else. And guess what... well after checking... that's literally what it was. Just a narration that summarizes the events. Here are the narration dialogues but in full this time :
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Also there are different translations. The image she sent me is indeed about falling in love. But another translation says that he found love in a human being, AKA Rin, and not necessarily that he is in love with her. Then comes the moment when Rin became a young woman, therefore implying that this love for her becomes romantic, echoing the wink with his father and his brother. There is a noticeable difference. But even with the direct dialogue (which one might consider clumsy) directly talking about romantic love, in the other translation, it doesn't take a rocket scientist to understand that the images imply romantic love that came with Rin being older. But no, apparently even with this in evidence, these manga panels are :
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Seriously, wtf ? This person has 0 reading comprehension for a manga ? And I specify that this anti came after me, after I stated the facts, namely that :
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Then I also got this :
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While I am definitely not in the anti tag...
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This person is just stupid actually, and I obviously blocked it. If you're interested, here are the complete conversations :
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romancemedia · 10 months
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Anime Romances + Bridal Style Carry
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feyhunter78 · 5 months
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Among the Sun Ch 18
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Description: You allow Miguel to sleep beside you, but he does not sleep well.
Also, everyone check out the fanart of ATS!Miguel drawn by the amazing @smokeywhalee!!!!!! Ch 19
Miguel watches your silhouette dance behind the paper-thin privacy screen, the folded wooden structure, its uppermost edges decorated with your clothes both from earlier in the day and those you will sleep in. Your graceful hand reaches up, tugging your nightshift down, the candles dimly lighting the room casting shadows across the floor, distracting him momentarily. It allows you enough time to emerge from behind the screen, clad in a soft pink, your hair loose about your shoulders, skin fresh and clean from the bath.
Miguel pulls the thick duvet over his lap, biting the inside of his cheek to will his cock to soften, focusing on the pain as he attempts to banish all lustful thoughts from his mind.
“Are you well? You seem pained.” You say, the bed dipping ever so slightly when you slip into the space beside him.
“Yes.” It’s almost a grunt, the strained sound the escapes him when your hand rests on his bicep, concern radiating from every inch of your being.
“You did not lie to me, did you, Miguel? You must tell me if you are in pain.” You insist, your grip tightening, fingers so small and delicate compared to the muscles of his arm, not even able to wrap around half the circumference of his arm.
He is in pain, but it is not the pain you speak of. It is the pain that comes from deep desire. The hunger of a starved captive finally presented with food, of a wild beast pouncing upon its long hunted prey, of a man returning from war to find his wife in bed, ready and waiting for him.
Miguel could lie to you. He could cage your body with his own, beg you to take mercy on him, allow him to sink within your folds blabbering some nonsense of how your warmth is the cure for his aliments, but he will not. He promised that nothing untoward would occur.
“I am not in pain.” He tells you, laying down on your silken sheets, leaving a respectable distance between you and him.
You do the same, turning to face him, sleep already tugging at your eyelids, and settling over your form. “That is good, then.”
For a moment he is ten and six again, laying in the sand, your hand in his as he whispers his secrets to your sleeping form.
“I must enter the games, y/n, mother says I have no choice, it was her dying wish.”
You did not stir; your breathing is soft and even. The sound and the quiet crashing of the waves made his eyes grow heavy.
“I fear for my life, I am strong, a skilled fighter, but I have no title, no name, no patrons, or allies. I will be despised, for I am the emperor’s bastard. But Mamá claims the throne is rightfully mine. I must believe her…right?” He brushed his hand down the curve of your cheek, eyes drinking in every minuscule detail, attempting to memorize your face.
In your unconscious state, you leaned into his touch, shifting closer to his warmth.
“If I do not dream of you during the games, and you do not dream of me, will you forget my face, my voice, my touch? I shall never be able to banish your visage, your very being, from my mind y/n, but I fear I will be stolen from your waking memories.” He whispered, heart heavy with grief and fear. “You must remember me, I will win the games and I will claim you as my prize, my wife, all I ask is you remember me.”
Your eyes fluttered open; brows furrowed with confusion. “Miguel, why are you not asleep?”
He smiled at you, dragged you through the sand until your body was pressed to his. “How can I sleep when such a beauty lies before me? I do not wish to miss a single moment with you.”
You smiled bashfully up at him. “You have such a way with words, I never know what to say.”
“Say only that you love me, it fells me swifter than any arrow or blade.”
“I love you.” You said easily, the words rolling off your tongue with such sweet simplicity that he feared he might melt into the sand.
“And I you.” He replied, pressing his lips to yours gently, the taste of sea salt in your kiss. The scent of ocean air gently drifting around you.
You pulled back, and your smile began to fade, replaced by a confused then pained expression as you sat up, hand going to your abdomen. It came away bloody, trembling, then you opened your mouth, and a horrid scream was unleashed from deep within you. You screamed as your skin blackened, burning, charring, your veins turning to rivers of molten fire, and above you stood Kron, a wicked smile on his face, his eyes glinting in the cold moonlight.
“Move, you worthless whore.” He snarled, kicking your still convulsing body to the side, a dagger dripping with poison clutched in his hand.
Miguel scrambled over to you, dragged you into his lap and cradled your head, his own bent low. “No, no, y/n, mi vida, please, please, open your eyes. Do not leave me, please, please y/n…”
“Did I not tell you I would kill everyone you loved? Though I had my doubts, a half-breed mutt such as yourself could even feel love. Perhaps lust is similar enough for your twisted soul? No matter, soon you will join her, and that wretched creature you call mother in the pits of Hades.” Kron laughed, raising his dagger high, a maniacal gleam in his eyes.
Miguel lunged, rage and grief surging through him, fangs bared. He wrested the dagger from Kron’s hand, blinking sand from his eyes and brought it down into Kron’s chest, over and over, and over again, until he had gone silent. Then he cast it aside and crawled back to you, draping his body over your own, and wept bitterly, praying the tide would rush in and consume him.
Miguel sat up with a start, the scent of blood in his nose, his hand reaching out for you. Your side was empty, sheets cold, duvet pulled up as if you had never been there at all. Panic seizes him, wraps around his lungs and up to his heart, squeezing until he fears he will drop dead.
“Y/N.” He calls into the darkness of your room, only silence echoing back at him.
His mind racing, he throws back the duvet and dons a robe, tying it tightly, and he scans the room, searching for you. Had it all been a dream? Was he truly alone, unable to find you? Or had you been taken from him?
Miguel pulls back the duvet on your side of the bed, cold fear shooting down his spine when he finds blood. He wastes no time rushing out of your chambers, if someone had taken you surely Gabi was next, if they did not have her already.
His footsteps make little sound in the hall, but the sound you make when he collides with you echoes off the marble.
“Miguel? Why are you not asleep?” You ask, startled, but laughing slightly at your fear once you recognize him.
He nearly falls to his knees before you, wrapping you in his embrace, hands anchoring themselves in your nightshift. “My y/n, I—you were not in bed, and there was blood.”
“My apologies, I left to ask one of the servants to come and change the sheets in the morning, my moon blood arrived while I slept.” You say, embarrassment coloring your tone.
The fear slowly drains from him, and he releases you, taking your hand in his as he leads you back to your chambers.
“I did not mean to give you such a fright.” You say, a half step behind him.
“You did not.” He lies, blatantly, not wanting you to think him weak.
“Your hands are shaking.” You say softly, your thumb brushing over the back of his hand.
They are, and he curses himself for it, going to pull his hand from yours.
You catch it, and fall in synch with his steps, holding it to your chest, so he can feel your steady heartbeat. “Do you wish to speak of it?”
He shakes his head. “No, it is better left in the shadows.”
You hum a note of disagreement but relent, and soon you are tucked into his side, hand resting on his chest, duvet pulled up, covering you both.
Miguel will not sleep; he will not close his eyes until the morning sun peeks through your lacy curtains. He will wait and watch, Kron is dead, he knows this, but sleep will not return to him this night, and he does not find fault with that.
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officialinuyasha · 6 months
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Why did Rin name them "Towa and Setsuna"? - The meaning behind their names
I received a question about their names. The meaning behind Moroha's name will be in another post. Since these were things we previously covered I'll have the master post on Towa and Setsuna's name here -
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In Yashahime Episode 15 Rin says "Towa and Setsuna" to their names. In Japanese - Towa and Setsuna mean One Moment and an Eternity. It's also said in each episode. "Towa and Setsuna, between us half-demon twins, two worlds exist at the same time; Human and Demon, Feudal Era and Present Day, Peace and War, Joy and Sorrow, Dreams and Reality, Now and Forever, and finally Love and Hate. A Feudal fairytale, Yashahime. We'll keep moving forward, overcoming the hurdles of destiny."
Katsuyuki: — What is the origin behind the names “Setsuna” and “Towa”?
**From the outset, I came up with “Setsuna” using “setsu” in “Sesshōmaru”. I chose the name “Towa” so that it would pair with “Setsuna”. https://ayuuria.tumblr.com/post/684458629287542784/yashahime-translation-official-guidebook
Setsuna means “moment” while Towa means “eternity”. - Hence, a pair.
Katsuyuki-san said that "Setsuna is a black Sesshoumaru" and Towa is "White Sesshoumaru" they are Yin and Yang.
https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/629334377576464384/this-was-a-translation-collab-between-esther-xiao Katsuyuki: "Setsuna and Towa inherited the "yin" and "yang" of Sesshomaru, respectively, but at the same time both yin and yang exist in Towa and Setsuna. Half-demons are self-contradicting existences, and that is the subject that has been passed down."
Rumiko also mentioned this https://ayuuria.tumblr.com/post/667032838479265792/yashahime-translation-official-guidebook
"Sumisawa-san told me “Towa is a white Sesshōmaru and Setsuna is a black Sesshōmaru”"
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You can also find "Rin to Sesshoumaru" theme song in Towa's theme song. https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=I9lofIKeL_0
The voice actors said Setsuna and Towa's relationship seems to reflect on Sesshoumaru and Rin's - https://www.tumblr.com/officialinuyasha/646757262237597697/staff-thoughts-on-sessrin
"Towa seems to close that gap like *that person* (Rin" "Their relationship seems like that of their parents" "If you look at Towa, I think you can figure out who the mother is"
Their names are black and white, past and present, human and demon, one moment and an eternity. A pair.
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kay-i · 28 days
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This is my contribution to the SessRinEternity 24H Extra Mini Relay Race! ✨🌙Sessrin Family🎐✨
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