#feudalmonk

[taijiyan]

         “that’s  all  well  and  good,  but  ----  ”  she  can’t  help  the  ice  that  creeps  into  her  tone  as  she  shifts  in  place.  injured  or  not,  she’s  quick  to  retaliate.  snatching  away  the  hand  currently  smoothing  up  her  thigh,  sango  makes  it  a  point  to  level  her  gaze  against  his  as  she  all  but  drags  that  lecherous  hand  away  from  her  person.  “do  you  have  to  stroke  my  leg  when  you  talk?”  

@feudalmonk​  ,  sc .

[valorxdrive]

⇕ = holding their hand .

HEY

[bullettyphoon]

women. run. vash has found his long lost cousin.

[seijoki-a]

⭐️

for each “⭐️” i get, i’ll write a headcanon about our muses | @feudalmonk​

gossipers

GOSSIPERS

no like these two would have so much dirt on the entire village because they’re both spiritual leaders (monk and priestess) so they’d probably be especially 👀👀👀 with juicy tidbits the villagers have to offer them

miroku hoodwinks kagome into watching the girls (and maybe even his and sango’s son) when sango’s not around and he needs some time away from his children

(kagome doesn’t mind but wishes he would just hecking ask instead of duping her)

[uurameshii-a]

[ @feudalmonk ]

"Geez-- Stare at her ass any harder and you might just burn a hole in it." The Mazoku Prince couldn't help but crack a smile. Yusuke was no stranger to eyeing women, but could the other male have made it any more obvious? 

[taijiyan]

@feudalmonk​ said: "Please don't cry."

           sango’s  heart  clenches  at  the  sound  of  his  voice;  her  breathe  catching,  and  stuttering  within  the  cage  of  her  chest  as  his  own  rises  beneath  the  swell  of  her    cheek  with  each  passing  word  that  rasps  past  his  lips.  she  stills;  fingers  clutching  fast  to  the  soiled  silks  of  his  robes  before  ultimately  pressing  flat  against  his  person  as  she  pulls  away  from  him.  

          she’d  been  crying  -----  a  fact  she  hadn’t  even  realized  until  he’d  pointed  it  out.  immediately  her  face  flushes.  her  eyes  narrowing  against  his  face  as  she  works  the  anguished  worry  from  her  countenance,  and  replaces  it  with  a  cool  anger.  “you’re  an  idiot.”  she  declares  once  her  voice  is  steady  enough  to  do  so.  though,  she  makes  no  move  to  clear  the  salt  from  her  stained  cheeks.  instead  she  allows  her  hand  to  linger.  fingers  resting  solemnly  against  the  apex  of  his  sternum  as  her  weight  readjusts  to  her  new  position  at  his  side.  

          something  crumbles  in  her  expression,  her  lips  pressing  into  a  thin  line  as  she  silently  moves  that  hand  of  hers  from  his  body  to  that  of  his  forearm.  just  above  the  wrist.  where  she  gives  it  a  squeeze  that  conveys  exactly  how  relieved  she  truly  is  beneath  the  simpering  ire  that’s  currently  donning  her  features.  “i’d  expect  something  like  that  from  inuyasha.  just  what  where  you  thinking!?”  

[slaheir]

"Don't bullshit me."

3 LITTLE WORDS SENTENCE MEME

gaze averts, stubborn set of his brows standing in silence with fists clenched at his sides. he has every right to be angry, he’d said he’d take Kohaku with him. he’d lied, mother had passed his uncle on her way to visit Inuyasha and Lady Kagome, her heart dropping when she realized he’d gone off on his own. ❛ I didn’t need any help. It was a harmless bakeneko. Not worth bringing jii-san along.  ❜ he muttered, flinching as such an admission seemed to prick his father’s rare temper only more. His was also starting to flare. 

❛ Don’t treat me like I’m still a child - I’m sixteen years old! Do you think I can’t handle myself out there?!   ❜ he looked down.  ❛ I’m sorry alright, I just- I just ...  wanted ... to be like you.  ❜ 

[slayerled]

@feudalmonk​ asked : " where do you want me to kiss you? "

‘Anywhere and everywhere-’

-was what she wanted to tell him. But the words wouldn’t come, lips part as her heart races, knees weak wishing to buckle from the weight of her body. 

And what a thing to ask! As if Sango had specific places in mind when asking the monk to kiss her. Shouldn’t he just... do it?! Slayer finds herself flustered and mind foggy, only knowing to let her actions speak for her. 

Arms drape about Houshi’s neck, as she nervously shifts inward, having him hold her gingerly. Licking her lips, do teeth bite at her lower lip, moving in closer, removing the gap between their faces. She swore her heart was reminiscent to that of festival drums and wondered if Miroku could hear the way he made it beat.

Heads tilts inward, capturing his mouth with her own, instantaneously she becomes brave, allowing her grasp on him to tighten, giving him his answer as she pulled in deeper.