“I would gladly sell Inuyasha’s soul to Shishinki for one corn chip.”
And not eat it.
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“I would gladly sell Inuyasha’s soul to Shishinki for one corn chip.”
And not eat it.
Inuyasha: *Sees post about Kagome warning Inuyasha he'll get fat if he lays down after eating.* "Oh look, I'm laying down after eating. Welp."
Sessh: "Hey, little brother, if you get too fat can I have the Tessaiga? You won't need it anymore, right? Please?"
Inuyasha: "No."
Sessh: *scoots really close.*
Sessh: "Pls."
“Did I hear ‘Bushy Brows’?”
@thecrescentofthewest decided to describe themselves as “The Big Bun. *banjos*
Inuyasha: -leaves village-
-gets attacked by a multitude of demons.-
-Has potential girl friend kidnapped every 2 miles.-
-Shit gets real, real quick.-
-did we mention the constant life or death situations?-
-And if not life or death, then somehow a girl ends up naked.-
Sesshomaru: -leaves campsite.-
-maybe runs into a potential obstacle. Kills it.-
-Rin kidnapped maybe twice. Steam rolls kidnappers.-
-Stares at a wall until it gets out of his way.-
-no fucks given.-
-no one ends up naked ever.-
fluffyinuears started to follow
Certainly within the years following the defeat of Naraku, the great dog demon had come to see more of his half-brother than he had cared to do so. Normally, just to stop by to visit Rin, the bothersome half-breed had caused enough squabbles with his otherwise uncouth attitude and boisterous tone. The village in which Kaede resided reeked of Inuyasha’s scent, approaching it from miles away the full demon could already foresee his little brother catching wind of his arrival as well.
Dust settled among dirt roads under boot clad shoes. Argent tresses danced in the unsettling wind, and as graceful as ever, Sesshomaru crossed his arms and obscured them past the sleeve of his keikogi. Golden hues shone past veiled lashes, sniffing the air quietly, he turned so he made eye contact with the unruly sibling standing behind him.
“Hn,” he commented, lashes fluttering as he turned away, continuing into the village.