THING OF EVIL!

A multi blog for Naraku, Kagura and Kanna, from Inuyasha. As written by Angel.

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DISCLAIMERS.

WELCOME. This is an incredibly laidback and casual blog, which means very little formatting and minimal icons.

I will mostly use it to compile inspirations and musings I associate with Naraku, but I am 100% open to interactions from other Inuyasha characters.

My portrayal of Naraku is quite canon divergent and based on equal parts headcanon and canon material.

Also. Before you follow Please understand that this is NARAKU we are talking about, so TRIGGER WARNING for: OBSESSION. MANIPULATION. UNHEALTHY RELATIONSHIPS / DYNAMICS. HATE/LOVE. BODY HORROR / GENERAL HORROR. GENERAL TOXICITY. So, to sum up, your muse is very likely to not have a good time interacting with him.

As always, if any of this makes you uncomfortable do thread carefully, and take care of yourself 💜

VERSES. RULES. RELATIONSHIP CALL.

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"Much to think about."

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"I finally figured out all the solutions to my problems!"

Says a man holding up a jar. Apple sauce. Ikki is the true genius of this world.

"It's still technically apples."

Naraku did not understand, though he had come to accept that it was perhaps not his place to. One thing had become painfully clear, however. Ikki had a complicated relationship with food.

He could not help but be reminded of a time before his death, when he was Kagewaki, lending aide to those affected by the warring lords. The food shortages. The rationing. A slow starvation.

Naraku pulled away from his thoughts before he found himself staring. He gently plucked the jar from Ikki's grasp and inspects it.

"... Slime?"

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NAURAKU

"Hm, Little Kuhgome, is it? Has the futility of your struggle finally dawned upon you?"

And one of those wretched spider-like limbs pluck a text book from her pile. He inspects it with a bored expression— its pages were full of symbols he could not recognize, and text written in a language utterly unknown.

"Have you come to surrender the jewel?"

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it must be said that i simply love to watch a character destroy all their relationships in an attempt to get what they think they want only to achieve their goals and be lonelier and more depressed than ever. and to realize they can never go back and are trapped at the top of the hill playing their part. its the dream you never wake up from!!

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"My, my. This is quite the little gathering. I don't know what Naraku's promised you, but you certainly won't find it here. "

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"What am I? Cancelled?" He says, moments before being eviscerated by the Wind Scar.

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The way that I write Naraku, he loved Kagura and Kanna as daughters, or at the very least as his creations. It is a selfish, possessive and unhealthy love, yet it was genuine nevertheless. And it was Kagura, his eldest, who would test him the most.

Kagura is strong willed and free-spirited. Being the only one who dared to not only question Naraku's schemes, but the very path he's chosen for himself.

This iteration sees no need to hold her hostage by her heart, not literally. His tactics are more insidious. Manipulative. He keeps her close with the promise of a better tomorrow that never arrives. With the very real love he gives her, the only person she could come back to, no matter what.

He loved her, but not enough to change for her.

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And that is why she is his favorite.

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... But what if I also wrote my version of Kagura? Surely she, Naraku and Kanna can share a blog.

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*whips out a bottle of raid* i’m not afraid of you, naraku.

Naraku remained unflappable, his confidence— perhaps, based on sheer ignorance of what was to come— was unbreakable. Red eyes gleamed hatefully from the deep dark. The shadows shifted as Naraku descended from his perch.

"Is that so, little Kagome? Hmhm, perhaps you are something more than a pale imitation after all–"

And then, the first spray hit, and it hit hard enough to wipe the mask of insufferable smugness off of his face. Naraku's expression fell from unfettered confidence to one of mild confusion. His eyes stung from whatever that liquid was.

"What–" He manages to say through coughs, his voice strained. "Damnable woman! What kind of weapon is this?!"

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"My ex cheated on me once, and asked me what I needed to do to move past it, so he could continue with our relationship. I told him I would need to sleep with his dad. His father's dead. I laughed at him when he started crying."

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"Years later, I was fishing one day, when another fisherman came up to me, chatted me up and asked for my number. I gave him a number, I told him if my brother answers just to ask for me. The number I gave him was my ex's phone number, and the name I gave him was his brother's name. He too has passed away."

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"My ex cheated on me once, and asked me what I needed to do to move past it, so he could continue with our relationship. I told him I would need to sleep with his dad. His father's dead. I laughed at him when he started crying."

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He finds Kagura's stubbornness both vexing and admirable. After all, the almost single-minded pursuit of something they desire is a shared trait between them. So he cultivates this ambition in her, against his better judgement.

"If you are so set on this path..." He'd smile, but it's a deeply unkind gesture. "Then make an argument for it. If you think I should be dissuaded from mine."

It's a trap, but it's also permission. 'Give me a reason why I should reconsider, and I will do as you ask'.

It applies pressure, his expectation carries weight. There is no room for self doubt, her want for this specific outcome must match his. Anything less and it's a waste of time.

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The way that I write Naraku, he loved Kagura and Kanna as daughters, or at the very least as his creations. It is a selfish, possessive and unhealthy love, yet it was genuine nevertheless. And it was Kagura, his eldest, who would test him the most.

Kagura is strong willed and free-spirited. Being the only one who dared to not only question Naraku's schemes, but the very path he's chosen for himself.

This iteration sees no need to hold her hostage by her heart, not literally. His tactics are more insidious. Manipulative. He keeps her close with the promise of a better tomorrow that never arrives. With the very real love he gives her, the only person she could come back to, no matter what.

He loved her, but not enough to change for her.