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Omg, INKtober2018 starts soon ♥️
That’s why I made this small overview of some of my last years drawings for INU | INKtober 2017 😊 Can’t believe they are already one year old 😱
There are also a few of the artbooks left. They include all 31 drawings and some personal words. I sell for $8 + shipping (I ship worldwide)
A Second Chance
Disclaimer: I don’t own InuYasha. I don’t make money from my works.
Title: A Second Chance
Author: Gayle Nightingale
Prompt: AU Tumblr. During Inuvember 2017 on Relationships week free day I wrote, “ This screenshot is from ep 108 The Pure Light. I imagine in a different situation Kikyo and Suikotsu would have found peace with each other. Maybe I’ll try to write that on FanFiction.” Tha-star gently reminded recently this last week that I had made that comment. Here are some quick thoughts.
Word Count: ---1277
Rated: G
Genre: Romance
Pairing: Suikotsu/Kikyo.
A Second Chance (Episode 116 The Exposed Face of Truth)
Suikotsu threatened Rin’s life with his metal claws. Rin called to Lord Sesshomaru for help, her ever faithful protector. However, Lord Sesshomaru was unable to reach her because he was trapped fighting Jakotsu. They faced each other and Jakotsu slashed his unusual blade at Sesshomaru. However, Sesshomaru caught them all off guard. Instead of running away he rushed Jakotsu, allowing the blade to lodge in monokomo. He threw his sword to catch Suikotsu against the rock wall. After throwing his sword Sesshomaru formed his right hand into a spear shape and drove it through Jakotsu’s chest. The whole battle sequence caught both bandits off guard. Suikotsu dropped Rin as he fell to the ground. Rin dashed forward. Unfortunately Suikotsu’s left arm was still free and he caught Rin.
Now Sesshomaru’s arm was sheathed in Jakotsu’s body when Suikotsu raised his metal claws to kill Rin. Sesshomaru shed the bandit as quickly as possible as he turned to run toward Rin but all present knew it would be too late.
Just then an arrow zipped through the air. It pierced the jewel as it buried itself in Suikotsu’s neck. Suikotsu fell to the ground. Rin was freed. She ran to her lord’s side. Jakotsu took one look at Kikyo and ran away in fear.
Kikyo stumbled from the horse. The once powerful priestess used her long bow as a cane to walk to the side of the doctor turned bandit. She knelt at his side while Sesshomaru and Rin stood back and watched.
“Lady Kikyo, it’s you.”
“Doctor Suikotsu.”
“At last I have returned. The tainted black light blocked my way. I couldn’t become myself.” Then after a moment he asked, “Lady Kikyo, please removed the jewel shard from my neck. All will be over and I can rest in peace.”
Suikotsu continued speaking to Kikyo. He told her about how in the past he had tried to save a young girl but a samurai killed her and then attempted to kill him. He told her that he killed the samurai in self-defense. That confrontation had caused him great conflict. A doctor does not kill, he said. Unable to see that it was self-defense, Suikotsu saw himself as a murderer. Unable to forgive himself he allowed an evil voice inside of him to take control and he murdered freely. It was at that time he joined the band of seven.
Suikotsu smiled one final time as he looked to Kikyo and Sesshomaru. “Take the jewel shard. Please.”
Internally he added, ‘I wish I had met Lady Kikyo before. It was so right, so perfect being in her presence, tending the children and the ill.’
Kikyo moved to take the shard but hesitated. She moved again. Kikyo leaned forward. As she put her fingers on the jewel it was purified and she thought, ‘I wish I had met Suikotsu before. It was so right, so perfect being in his presence, tending the children and the ill.’
The wish was heard at the same time by the jewel. Suikotsu’s body faded away to dust.
Sometime later Kikyo perished in Inuyasha’s arms after a fatal encounter with Naraku. Years later a nurse walked into a war-time hospital ward. A young internist was searching for a writing utensil. The nurse walked up to him and offered him her pen. They made eye contact. It was kismet. They finished their tasks for the shift and spent the remainder of the day talking.
As these things go, talking lead to kissing and they became lovers and best friends.
The war was gruesome (as wars are) and the two comforted each other as well as the patients and orphans they cared for. One particular day, the internist was selected to escort the patients to the nearest larger hospital. The convoy was attacked. The doctor had to kill an enemy who was attacking him and his patients. He was applauded by his superiors but internally he was conflicted.
This time, though, he had his best friend to share with and she helped him work through the trauma.
Months after they started dating he shared a dream. “I have to tell you about a dream I had last night. Please don’t find me impertinent but we were wed. The orphans that we care for now were our children. There was no war and we were very happy. We cared for the sick and infirmed and we were an important part of the town. It felt so good to be good. It felt so right, so perfect that it was you. I am not usually so forward but my love, can you make my dream come true? Will you be my bride?”
The couple married after the war was over.
They found a little village and started a health clinic to work with orphans and the ill. They became a solid part of the community. People shared their crops with them when they could not pay. The doctor and the orphans often wandered the fields picking herbs. The doctor educated the children on science. The nurse taught the children languages and religion. The orphans flourished and brought great pride to their adopted parents.
Still at night the doctor would have nightmares and wake in a sweat. The nurse would rise and comfort him and remind him that he was not to blame, that he was protecting the patients. He would cry in her arms and then they would return to sleep wrapped in each other’s arms.
They lived long lives and time came when he became fatally ill. Knowing that he would soon die, he called her to his side. “I am so happy I had met you. I am so happy being in your presence. I loved tending the children and the ill with you at my side. You were my light when the darkness of the war tried to steal me away. You gave me strength. Tell me my love. If it were possible, would you be with me again in the next life?”
The old woman smiled brightly, “I would have it no other way, my love. I am so happy I met you. I am so happy being in your presence. I loved tending the children and the ill with you at my side. Please let me be with you again in the next life.”
The doctor smiled and he breathed his last.
Their grown orphans returned to be at the funeral. Their adopted mother told them that she would be joining their father soon. They all cried but they knew it was the way it was supposed to be.
The nurse died a fortnight later of a broken heart. Centuries later a male nurse met a female doctor and the cycle repeated. Over and over again they meet, fall in love, married, and took care of orphans. Their roles were often reversed but because they were there for each other they were resilient and the trauma and doubts were confronted. The jewel gave them a second chance.
✨ Inuvember- Week #4:Themes - AU + Music ✨
Based on the Jim and Pam sharing headphones scene. (from The Office)
[Inuvember 2017 #01] Half Youkai
*screaming internally* I hope you like my Inu ~~ *0*
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“You don’t even do that much, how does your hair get so tangled?”
I definitely headcanon that Kagura takes care of Kanna in this way~
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A Child’s Drawing
@inuvember Day 22 Family
It was one of those rare opportunities for the weary group to simply relax. The rainy season made travel difficult in this time before covered and motor propelled vehicles so back in Kaede’s hut they were to ride out the torrential rain coming down outside. It was a cozy atmosphere despite the cold breezes that slipped through the cracks of the wooden structure, but mostly pushed away by the hearth burning within.
Inuyasha was lying on his side, with his head propped up just observing the scene in front of him. Not an unusual position for him to be in, everyone was used to his aloof manners and simply went about their own business as if he wasn’t there. They weren’t ignoring him, just busy with their own entertainments, figuring he had no interest in being engaged with them. And it was true to a certain point, most of the time he didn’t, but that didn’t mean he wasn’t paying attention. On the contrary, if they scrutinized his ear movements, Inuyasha was always on alert and cognizant of what was going on…
The grandmother of the group was bustling around the cooking portion of her hut, fussing with spices and other ingredients she needed for dinner. Kaede was a miko in her own right, having chosen the profession to follow in her sister’s footsteps and despite not being as formidable, still powerful enough when she needed to be. For 50 years, she had carried the burden and weight of watching over their village shrine, never gaining a family of her own, but simply becoming the respected guardian of many around her. She smiles lightly as she goes about her business, humming some old tune. Did this make-shift family, these orphans and friends ever notice how elated she was when they visited? Because with them, she didn’t have to be the strong, caretaker like she was with the villagers, they were each or as a unit capable of protecting themselves or others and she could simply be the matriarchal figure of a family unit, a role she’d never truly played before.
It did surprise him that she would be so kind considering the history that played out between he and her sister. Maybe because it happened so long ago she had already forgiven him? Never once had she ever chastised, nor accused him of improprieties. On the contrary, Kaede would often counsel him to move on and let her sister be part of his past, hinting that his future was currently right in front of his eyes. His own brief, very brief relationship with his own ojiisan (mother’s father) was not a good one and she had respectfully become the only obaasan he’d ever known…
He looks to the next pair, the hoshi, and the demon slayer, sitting near the door, in a corner all to themselves. Miroku and he didn’t start off on the best of terms, hell how could he, when one of the first things he did was grope at Kagome’s backside. If it wasn’t for her, that monk might’a just met his end right then and there. But over time an odd friendship developed between the two males. Neither wanted to admit that having the other on their side was necessary for their success against Naraku, but regardless, time and again, they’d let their more caring sides slip though long enough to save one another. Now the demon slayer, here was a woman whose death glares could scare him worse than the most evil of yokai’s and yet her compassion for those she cared about gave her a power not possessed by many, especially a female. Her courage and strength in the face of adversity was awe inspiring for the hanyo and he respected that greatly.
Now what was amusing for Inuyasha was the two of them put together. One couldn’t disagree that the idea of a partnership between a demon slayer and a monk wouldn’t make sense, after all, they were both trained to deal with the evils of this world. But it was the persons themselves. On one hand, you had a perverted monk who may have bedded down an unknown number of women in his short life and on the other, a girl his junior, honorable, untouched, and frankly unwilling to cater to his ego. There was a part of Inuyasha that didn’t believe Miroku had ever slept with a woman before no matter how much he insisted it to be true. I mean if he had, they should have come across little Miroku’s running around somewhere, right? And Sango, why does she put up with the lecher? It’s become obvious as he watches them whisper amongst themselves, the rosy little smiles, the light touching initiated from both sides how much they care for one another. He smiles, well if it makes them happy…
That just leaves the time traveler and the fox tyke. Did anyone notice the dreamy little smile on his face as he watches their interactions? Shippo, the orphaned fox child is hunched over a piece of parchment with a crayon in one hand and the rest strewn around him busily drawing out his latest doodle while Kirara sat, tipping her head from one side to the other, amused by the picture. Kagome lay on her stomach with her head propped under her hands watching with a sweet smile, offering words of encouragement or suggestions of which colors to choose next. If anyone didn’t know better she looked like an attentive aunt or even, the child’s mother. And often that’s what she provided for Shippo. He was after all still very young compared to the rest of them and needed the guidance of a parent around to keep him both entertained and cared for.
Inuyasha closes his eyes for a moment. Kagome… She was the reason they were all here, the reason he was alive today; the tie that pulled them along like a moth to a flame, honey to a bear. One could argue that it was not her but Naraku that triggered their organization and while yes that was in part true, they could have easily gone on their separate ways with a common goal. No, she was the ultimate reason the five of them became friends and banded together. But she was more than just a reason, she had become, at least for him, something special. They had been through so much as a pair. Could he have come this far without her by his side? If he were truthful with himself the answer was no. The few times he had tried, like when he took the Shikon no tama shards and sent her back to her world, well, he almost died. Luckily for him she found a way back and his strength returned. How ironic, because it wasn’t merely physical prowess that allowed him to win in the end, it was simply the mental and emotional boost she provided that upped his power levels.
It was beautiful to see Kagome so relaxed in the position of a parent. He assumed she had practice with Sota but that only explained so much. When you examined the scene, there was experience, and there was the innate ability that showed she was meant to be a mother someday. She’ll be a great mother, he knows it deep down, loving and nurturing, yet probably the disciplinarian, supportive, and protective, cherishing every moment. And that’s when a thought strikes his mind, one that he had never entertained, never considered would ever be a possibility; maybe one day she’ll be the mother of their pups… For the first time in his life, he could envision and contemplate such a concept. I have a chance at my own family!
She glances up from Shippo’s drawing to check on the hanyo, happy with the contented smile she sees on his face. His eyes are still closed, but maybe he’s having a good dream or something, either way, if he was in a good mood, she was pleased. Beaming, Kagome returns to playing with the child.
Her beautiful laughter causes him to open his eyes, and he see Shippo holding up his finished art work as Kagome lavishes praises upon it like a proud parent. Inuyasha can’t help but flash a smile, he loves to see her so cheerful, but zeroing in on the picture, he realizes what the tyke had drawn was what looked like a family unit; six figures along with an animal. There was Kaede, Miroku and Sango holding hands with Kirara next to them, and finally Inuyasha and Kagome also holding hands, with Shippo on her shoulder. He looks at the drawing, then to Kagome, then back to the drawing… the fox tyke had drawn them holding hands! Even Kagome was trying to hide a slight blush on her cheeks while she praised the child, but he could tell she was just as embarrassed as he was.
She looks at the hanyo and immediately notices the crimson hue on his face. Was he going to get upset, was her first concern since it was his normal reaction to Shippo, but soon it was allayed when he simply closed his eyes again, still smiling. Huh? Was she seeing things correctly? Dare she even consider it, the man was almost radiating happiness?! Was Inuyasha delighted at the idea of…?! Kagome’s face turns a darker red as everyone else in the room chuckles. She knew that someday she wanted to be a wife and mother, and seeing the contented hanyo, yes one day, that dream just may come true…
Four years later…
In front of the Goshinboku another painting has been commissioned. The miko and her hanyo dressed in wedding kimonos with a little white-haired infant resting in her father’s arms, surrounded by their friends and surrogate family of Edo, Japan.
Inuvember Day 1 - Inuyasha
Finally I can start posting these!! I’m so excited for so many reasons about these drawings I’ve been doing of the Inuyasha cast; I’m just really happy with them and with figuring out my own art style!
The reason Inu is holding a bunch of flowers is because I felt like I needed a theme, to be able to figure out how exactly I wanted to draw each character, as well as to tie them all together; so they’ll each be a bust drawing including flowers somehow ^-^. Happy Inuvember everyone!!
InuYasha and Kikyo... For Inuvember day 15
