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✨Hogoshamaru Week 2021✨
Let’s have an event to celebrate OG Sesshomaru the way RT always portrayed him: as Rin’s Hogosha. And Hogosha means parental figure 💖
Whether you see Sesshomaru as Rin’s father figure, big brother, trusted adult, or guardian, all kinds of fanworks are accepted: fanarts, fanfics, thoughts, analysis, headcanons, amvs, images, etc., as long as they are related to the beautiful relationship of Sesshomaru and Rin as FATHER AND DAUGHTER.
Tags: @hogoshamaru week, @hogoshamaruweek2021
I’ll be posting about the date and prompts soon; If you have any suggestions or comments, please let me know!
Shameless self-plugs.
My own adult PPG.
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
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Time moves on, yet they stay the same.
Who’re you thinking about, Kagura?
Call him a wishful thinker, but during moments of silence when he let himself daydream, Sesshomaru could imagine that Kagura was still here with him.
I just realized I forgot to draw one of Kagura’s eyelashes on my submission for Sesskagu Day 2. 😂👀🤡🙃
You live and you learn.
Most of my early works will be great to reference as I improve my art style.
Don’t forget to follow my art blog @dogs-doodles. There will just be art and positive posts, no fandom drama.
I love the passion between these two. love drawing them so much 💕
sorry for the delayed posts, life is so busy yet not at all, but I’d love to post my FanFiction soon and much more. Thanks for all the support you guys provide, it means so much. I love the inuyasha community, y’all are lovely ❤️
SessKaguWeek Day 2: Green | Apart
When the wind blows, somewhere, sometime, she's not really apart from you. Just wing watercolor brushes I said. It will be fine I said.
More sketches for @sesskaguweek
“Whether she died in vain is for me to decide.” Those words echoed in his head like thunder. Dark. Dangerous. Angry. Scared. A threat. A promise.
Naraku was no more, and the jewel had been wished out of existence. Sesshomaru had repaid his debt to Kagura, completing the task she had elicited his help for in so long ago. And yet, he could not find peace.
Kagura was gone, yet she was still around. She was the wind that would blow through his hair, a caress or a squall, her personality still shining through. Was it enough that he had destroyed her murderer? No.
“Whether she died in vain is for me to decide.” The words haunted him, mocked him, reminded him of his failure. Kagura’s death had changed him, had given him a new sword, and had made him realize how life could be there and gone within seconds.
Totosai had said his heart had obtained what it had been lacking, but what did that mean? Wasn’t it enough that Sesshomaru could not forget her? That Kagura had taught him to appreciate those he held dear because one day they would be gone for good? Rin, his ward, who he had grown to care for as if she were his own. Kohaku, the surprisingly reliable young human boy who he felt a sense of duty to after Kagura’s sacrifice, but had grow to care for in his own right? Jaken, who... Well Sesshomaru certainly did not love Jaken, but he continued to keep him around which counted for something.
It seemed everyone got their happy ending, except for her. If Sesshomaru were a lesser demon, he would perhaps mope about like his brother was doing since his, er, miko, was in her home country. But unlike his brother, Kagura was dead. She couldn’t come back like he was sure Inuyasha’s miko would.
“Whether she died in vain is for me to decide.” He would have saved her if he could have, but his sword would not work. The one time he had wished it to work, it lay still at his side, another glaring reminder of his failure.
Sesshomaru stiffened, as a familiar scent entered his range. Impossible. Just because he thought about her constantly did not mean he should smell her. It was a farce, a mockery of his pain and his inadequacy.
The smell... lingered. The wind blew gently. The sound of his name, like a whisper, a drug to his ear that made his eyes widen and his pulse quicken. Kagura? But how? He had watched her die. She no longer had a physical form that he could use to bring her back.
The scent, it was coming from above. Sesshomaru glanced up, surprised to see Kagura’s feather floating above his reach to the movement of the wind. It was hope. It was life. It was love.
Kagura was still here. She was the free wind. But now he had her feather, one of the physical objects she had left behind when she died. Perhaps there would be another way to bring her back.
“Whether she died in vain is for me to decide.” No. Those words no longer fit. As Sesshomaru reached up to take the feather, he made a new promise.
“I will help you find your freedom.” As Sesshomaru spoke those words, he felt the warm wind caress his face. Soon Kagura would be back. Her ghost would be replaced by the flesh and blood, and she would no longer be apart from him.
Inspired by this interview.
And this image:
I finally figured out how the opacity feature works on the program I’m using which is making tracing the line art so much easier! It means my lines will be smoother from here on out 🙏🏼😌
“Red is the color of extremes. It's the color of passionate love, seduction, violence, danger, anger, and adventure. Our prehistoric ancestors saw red as the color of fire and blood – energy and primal life forces – and most of red's symbolism today arises from its powerful associations in the past.”
Full disclosure. I am posting art during Sesskagu Week, but it doesn’t necessarily follow the theme days.
It was too difficult for me to attempt to create art for all the different days.