#inukyo

[ohmagab]

Ranma and Akane have decided to dress up as Inuyasha and Kikyo. It is said that, besides looking beautiful in those outfits, they also sound very similar to the characters

[uyallstars]

I wish for a heart. A heart of the man whom I’ll never allow to forget me.

↳ INUYASHA ep. 23-33-47-148 + INUYASHA: The Final Act ep. 8

[love-sapphirerose]

The neglected timeline of Inukyo every Inukyo wants to be respected for it is valid, is that Kikyo was making Inuyasha more human, more tame, more domesticated, to the point that being human permanently did not scare him like he previously describes being human made him. He felt safety for the first time. His temper decreased significantly because of her. He no longer said mean things or tried to put her down. He learned how to be considerate of others feelings, first with her.

There is unsung moments of tenderness between inukyo in these events

There is a drastic change in behavior and expression with Inuyasha in particular.

Kikyo is described to have a calming aura, that put others at ease by Kohaku. She soothed Inuyasha most of all.

So while the tragic love song may be filler

...it had to have gotten some of it right.

If you think Inuyasha has to be hotheaded brash, and emotionally immature to be himself, I remind you it was Inuyasha only that understood Kikyo’s heart truly, and she is the most difficult character to empathize with.

[inu-yasha]

Official art for Inuyasha and Kikyo for the 30th anniversary

[materialw0rldart]

I didn't forget my babies (wip)

[itachiykikyo]

[creamcat69]

Memories

[amisha-jaya]

Haymitch never beating the Inuyasha allegations

I mean:

“Haymitch, I —” A perplexed look crosses her face and she presses a hand to her chest. Her knees give way. “I can’t stand up.” I pull her back to her feet. “You’ve got to! Just get to the house.” I throw back my head and scream, “Clerk Carmine! Help! Help us!” She collapses into my arms. I kneel back on the ground, her body across mine. “Lenore Dove . . .” I plead. “Don’t. Don’t.” A blood-flecked foam bubbles up over her lips. “Oh, no . . . no . . .” Her eyes fixate on something in the distance. “See that?” she says hoarsely. I turn my head and see the sun, just peeking over the horizon. “What? The sun?” “Don’t you . . . let it . . . rise . . .” she gets out. Tears choke me. “I can’t stop it. You know I can’t stop it.” Her head jerks a bit to the side. “. . . on the reaping,” she whispers. Oh, no. Don’t leave me with that. Don’t leave me at all. “Lenore Dove? Please try and hold on, darling. Lenore Dove?” “Promise.” Her eyelids flutter shut. “Okay, okay, I promise. But you can’t go. You can’t leave me. Because I love you like all-fire.” “You, too.” I think that’s what her lips said. “Lenore Dove?” I press mine against hers. Willing her to stay with me. Refusing to say good-bye. But when I pull back, I taste the poison and know she is gone.

Fanart by: https://www.tiktok.com/@lilyroseaaart/video/7534816804183608598