Do you have someone to protect?

Momentai

modern-priestess‌:

As his lips pressed against her forehead, she closed her eyes for a moment, a small smile spreading on her lips. If she hadn’t just been attacked by a crazed serial killer, she would have let herself get lost in this moment with the demon lord. Since finally accepting her feelings for Sesshomaru and finding out that they were fated to each other, he had began treating her to small signs of affection like this and it always made her melt. It was a side of him only she got to see.

But she couldn’t let her defense fall right now, even with him here. Even if the psychopath was long gone, they could still be in danger, or he could be hiding somewhere unbeknownst to them.

“I don’t think so? I should be able to heal the wound as soon as we get indoors.” She took a step back to glance down to her injury, moving a hand down to brush against it. It had stopped bleeding so it definetly wasn’t deep at all. “I think I just need to get a better view of it.”

Sesshomaru frowned, the smell of her blood still fresh in the air for him and causing unrest within his mind. None the less, with nothing to do but to care for her, he begrudgingly nodded. “If you are sure you do not need more attention.”

What he really wanted to do was fly off with her and smother her with attention and as much physical contact as allowed. He craved to have that reassurance, even though it would not do much to know she was still wounded and he had not punished the criminal. His mokomoko curled around her, urging her close so he could take them away to her place. He was sorely lacking in human care products despite his mate being human.

“Though I am displeased to not have a proper retribution for your harm, I am glad that you are not more severely injured.” He huffed, a near pout appearing on his lips. “Perhaps I should quit my new job and accompany you for protection...”

Momentai

dragonstrike-dragonlight‌:

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The tangy burning scent on the air shifted something in him faster than he had ever felt in his life. He had not realized he had shifted, scaring pedestrians on the street with his flux of power and explosion of fur, until he was bounding through the air and saw his own paws. Galloping through the air and pushing himself faster than he ever had in this form. Light orb probably would have been faster, but the demonic energy surging and flooding his mind to track the source of blood didn’t allow him to be contained in such a small form.

He smelled her before he saw her, and his large body reacted accordingly as always, slamming into the ground ahead of her. Appraising her silently, the fact she was running and alert calmed him considerably. The red haze in his mind fading as her arms reached and wrapped into his fur.

His large head leaned over to wrap around her small form, gently nuzzling and tucking her closer as his red eyes scanned the landscape from where she had come from. Her words, though seemingly muffled while trying to reach his comprehension, eventually sank in and translated after several moments. Indeed, she was no longer being followed, but that did not mean at all the danger was gone.

After several moments, keeping her tucked under his chin and enveloped in his fur, Sesshomaru was able to shift back. His human hands sliding around her shoulders while his now golden eyes still scanned the streets. “Who was it?”

The warmth from Sesshomaru’s demon form fur was soothing, and his presence itself was so calming, even if he was in a murderous state from his worry and anger. She felt so safe in his hold, and it wasn’t just because he was currently a giant dog demon ready to snap at anyone who got close to them. She refused to let him go until he had shifted back into his human form however, holding on tighter to him and burying her face deeper into his fur.

When he had finally shifted, she was about to pull away to give him space, but his arms had wrapped around her, taking her by surprise for a moment before leaning into him. It was better not to fight him right now when he was still agitated and just let him do as he wanted as long as it didn’t hurt anyone.

“It was the killer that’s been on the news. The Killing Joke.” She wrapped her arms around his waist as she answered him without a pause. She knew it probably wasn’t smart to tell him exactly who, but lying would be worse. At least she could try to hold him in place before he made an attempt to hunt him down. “But he’s gone now probably, so please….please don’t try to hunt him down.”

Sesshomaru’s chest vibrated with a repressed growl. He didn’t want to startle the already scared precious creature in his arms. Her presence alone is what kept him rooted to his spot on the sidewalk and doing exactly what she asked him not to do.

Though, as he took a reassuring whiff of her scent, his nose wrinkled as he did not pick up the scent of the one who had attacked her. Not that he expected to. From what he had learned there was not much to go off of looking for the killer. Where he could track Naraku by scent or by rumors of his flexing power, there was nothing to lead him in his search.

He tucked his head and pressed his lips to her forehead with promise. “I will not. Do you need medical attention?” He asked softly, his underlying tone still strained and hard with frustration. Sesshomaru brushed a hand over her temple as well, trying to clear her face of hair in an attempt to make sure she would not try to downplay her injury.

trail -Kagome

@modern-priestess

trail : my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scares, asking them about it.

Sesshomaru held his breath, memorizing the feel of her fingers and fighting every urge to shudder under her gentle touch. Would the scar have remained had she been the one to treat it?

“My Father landed a firm blow. I was not always as good as I am now.”

#Anonymous

Momentai

@dragonstrike-dragonlight

Even though she could no longer feel the hostile presence behind her, Kagome refused to stop running until she got to safety. She knew better than to trust her senses in this world, nothing really worked as it should have after all, and everyone had some strange powers of their own. Trusting herself when there was uncertainty in a situation was a fools errand, and a fool she tried not to be, especially when she knew there were people that would get extremely upset if anything worse happened to her. Hell, she knew that even just the thought of her having a run in with the Serial Killer was going to set off two idiots and cause extreme worry in a princess.

However, as she continued running, she sensed a demonic presence approaching her, a hostile one. For a brief moment fear and uncertainty ran through her until she recognized it, and she knew instantly that the hostility was not directed at her, but worry still gripped at her. She slowed in her running as the dog demon suddenly landed in front of her, she could see the worry mixed with anger in his bright red eyes.

Instantly she closed the gap between them, pressing herself into the fur at the demons neck as held her arms out around it.

“I’m okay…I’m fine. I’ve only got a scratch, nothing I can’t heal. They’re not following me anymore…” She spoke as calmly as she could, however her eyes glancing behind her to convince herself they were in fact gone.

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The tangy burning scent on the air shifted something in him faster than he had ever felt in his life. He had not realized he had shifted, scaring pedestrians on the street with his flux of power and explosion of fur, until he was bounding through the air and saw his own paws. Galloping through the air and pushing himself faster than he ever had in this form. Light orb probably would have been faster, but the demonic energy surging and flooding his mind to track the source of blood didn’t allow him to be contained in such a small form.

He smelled her before he saw her, and his large body reacted accordingly as always, slamming into the ground ahead of her. Appraising her silently, the fact she was running and alert calmed him considerably. The red haze in his mind fading as her arms reached and wrapped into his fur.

His large head leaned over to wrap around her small form, gently nuzzling and tucking her closer as his red eyes scanned the landscape from where she had come from. Her words, though seemingly muffled while trying to reach his comprehension, eventually sank in and translated after several moments. Indeed, she was no longer being followed, but that did not mean at all the danger was gone.

After several moments, keeping her tucked under his chin and enveloped in his fur, Sesshomaru was able to shift back. His human hands sliding around her shoulders while his now golden eyes still scanned the streets. “Who was it?”

Propositional Proposal |

dragonstrike-dragonlight‌:

Sesshomaru paused at the insinuation. Multiple mates? He had heard of it, no doubt about it. But the thought alone of having another besides Kagome now that he had accepted he had feelings for one creature alone….

“Polyamory I believe is what it is called among you humans correct? I have no desire of such.” Sesshomaru offered him a glass of water, as he had not requested any other sort of beverage. Pleasantly enough, the bar was relatively empty, unpleasantly, that meant this young man was his only company for conversation.

Perhaps not.

“If you have had several mates in the past, perhaps you might enlighten this one to encourage his mate to be to accept him already.”

Polyamory? Tamaki was sure he had heard the word before, but it wasn’t that familiar to him. Think, Tamaki, think. What are the root words: multiple love. Yes, it made sense. The blond held love for many people; he was just a loving person, especially when it came to his friends.

Internally he wanted to freak out. How could someone only want one friend? It was amazing having several mates. They offered so much entertainment, and there was always so much fun when one spent time with numerous people, either together or separately.

Gasping, Tamaki covered his mouth. He turned away from the counter, hiding his shocked expression covering his face. “Your mate hasn’t accepted you? This is disastrous! Terrible! I can’t fathom anything worst than a one-sided friendship.” Turning around, he slammed his hands against the counter, a metaphorical fire in his eyes. “Of course I’ll help you! It’s what I do best.”

His brows furrowed together. “But first: I, uh, need to know your name. It just makes it easier to know who I’m helping.”

#he lookin to make her blush #Anonymous

Sesshomaru was mildly relieved and confused at the same time, not an easy task for someone to accomplish with him. And yet here was another human who had done so just as Kagome had.

“Friendship? Is that not another word for accomplices you humans use?” Sesshomaru frowned, finally realizing there may very well be some confusion in translation of their conversation. What was the human word again?

“My chosen mate has declined to become my... Wife. I believe you humans use that term traditionally. After the female accepts a ring and courtship.” Sesshomaru snorted bitterly. “It is already a mockery to have been denied twice. I require assitance it seems in human customs of courtship.”

Sesshomaru’s lips twitched at the corners with contemplative frustration. All his research before proposing to Kagome seemed to have been wrong. He had been misled by internet and folded scrolls for all the hours he spent looking for ways to ‘woo’ her.

“Of course. I am Sesshomaru, lord of the western lands of Edo.”

#derps in cahoots

“ why are you smiling? ” -Kagome

Sesshomaru blinked, his golden gaze refocusing on Kagomes lips momentarily. His lazy absent minded smile, the one he reserved only for her and occasionally Rin and even Inuyasha, morphed into a confident smirk.

“Am I not allowed to smile when I am pleased priestess?” He hummed at her, amused she would ask such a thing despite how often he expressed his contentment with her. He only allowed himself to lose composure when no one else was around to see such a sight. “It is not raining, and you are within my presence and occupying my sight. It is only normal for one to smile when presented with something so lovely.”

“Did you do that on purpose?”

“I never do anything without purpose.” Sesshomaru waved him off, pulling out a rag to clean up the spill that had occurred from him startling the young man. “You simply need to be more aware of your surroundings.”

#eldestgemini

Propositional Proposal |

dragonstrike-dragonlight‌:

Back to work once more, freshly marked of his fate and now properly groomed once more, beard still inplace however, Sesshomaru found a little comfort in the mundane tasks of the ace of clubs. Cleaning and providing beverages and taking orders. It offered a small bit of distraction from the troubling mark upon his hand and whether or not Kagome shared it. He had little concern if anyone else had the mark, for he had chosen his mate and would not let anything stop him. ‘Fate’ be damned. But he still worried what Kagome would say, and if she would use it as an excuse to reject him again. IT would be just like her, to worry about his fate partner instead of taking what she desired for herself.

Speaking of, he was afraid he had already been found out when someone yelled from near the entrance.

The young blonde man approached, radiating enthusiasm and confidence in a flamboyant way despite his silly original greeting. And to Sesshomaru’s borderline annoyance, proceeded to greet him with the idea of a proposal.

Ah, another heart to break. This was not the first time he had been propositioned, by a male or female. But with his current dilemma he did not wish for more of these ‘propositions’ to hinder his planning for his mate to be.

“Suoh, I will have to decline as I already have a chosen mate. Though your offer is flattering. Would you like a beverage?”

It was like fate for Tamaki to find the object of his treasure hunt so quickly. It was almost like he was a professional pirate, and he had easily come across is booty. Except this and that were nothing alike and Tamaki was escaping into a world of figment and fantasy to try and make his quest seem much more exciting than it already was.

Tamaki leaned against the counter, his arms crossing over one another as he looked at the silver-haired man before him.

“A chosen mate?” Tamaki repeated, blond brows furrowing together as his own mind tried to rack itself around the words that the silver-haired male used. For a man with his own special brand of upbringing, Tamaki Suoh was unsure how to understand ‘a chose mate’.

Of course, he was going to take it in the incorrect context. Because what else would the half-Frenchman, half-Japanese man to do? “That’s quite perfectly okay! With my proposition, one can find so many different mates that you’ll be surprised at all of them that you make. I had a whole gaggle of mates back in school.”

Sesshomaru paused at the insinuation. Multiple mates? He had heard of it, no doubt about it. But the thought alone of having another besides Kagome now that he had accepted he had feelings for one creature alone....

“Polyamory I believe is what it is called among you humans correct? I have no desire of such.” Sesshomaru offered him a glass of water, as he had not requested any other sort of beverage. Pleasantly enough, the bar was relatively empty, unpleasantly, that meant this young man was his only company for conversation.

Perhaps not.

“If you have had several mates in the past, perhaps you might enlighten this one to encourage his mate to be to accept him already.”

Count to ten

dogespirite

dragonstrike-dragonlight‌:

The moment the smell hit his nose another glass shattered. One of the many focal points of his ire, Sesshomaru was not sure if he was angry or should be thankful to see his brother. There was the frustration of dealing with Inuyasha anytime, and the sheer anger that Kagome most likely held affections for his little brother.

But also, perhaps Sesshomaru could get information out of his brother, how to win over a human female, what human females liked. More specifically, Kagome. They had spend much time together, Inuyasha was bound to know things about her that appealed to her that he might use to his advantage to prove he would be the correct choice. Besides the obvious that was.

It was only natural to fix Inuyasha with a glare. It seemed they both had gotten over the bloodied virus that had plagued the land. And now he was even seeking him out? “Little brother.” Sesshomaru bit out. “I can only imagine what misfortune makes you so desperate to find me.”

Sesshomaru plopped a sturdy thick glass upon the counter and offered a heavy pour of whiskey, it seemed like a decent drink for him at least, and lifted his own dark glass of wine.

“Nonsense would be the most accurate description.” Sesshomaru muttered, his eyes tinging red at the edges as he thought to the absolute root to his anger. “I was rejected.” He muttered before taking a sip of wine, allowing the explosion of flavor to warm himself.

Sesshomaru? And liquor?

Fuck, Inuyasha thought, ears swiveling in concern. It was…actually serious, huh?

He had a barb poised on his tongue–How’s rejection feel, Oh Killing Perfection Demon Lord?–but his conscience held him back somewhat. It didn’t stop it completely; he snorted as he slowly brought the drink toward him, sniffing it over cautiously.

“Well, duh. You probably tried to court her like some kinda demon would, I bet. Just stormed over and asked to mate her or somethin’?” Inuyasha took a sip of his own drink, surprised to find that it didn’t make him want to recoil in distaste. It was rich and earthy, a surprising warmth that went down his gut and settled. Not like sake, though. Huh.

“Not a lotta females here would be into it,” Inuyasha said with a shrug. “Most of’em are from like, Kagome’s time. All stubborn and stronger than most of the wenches we’ve been around.”

…Which meant Sesshomaru probably couldn’t help him after all so–fuck! Inuyasha felt stupid for even thinking about the limb he was teetering on, but whatever. Either he’d get answers, or he’d bully Sesshomaru into a fight about it. Win-win, anyway.

“Who’s the unlucky woman?”