Summary: it had been 3 years since sesshomaru left you in that forest, but to your (dis)pleasure, he shows up as if he never left. Mostly angst 😥
I AM SO SORRY ITS BEEN SO LONG, I wanted to get part 2 out there a while ago since it was highly requested, but I wasn’t sure where to go with it. But now I’m thinking of making it a series <3
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It’d been 3 years since you’d seen him.
3 years had passed since he’d abandoned you and left you near a random village, without so much as a goodbye. It took some time but you settled in, though, you’d be lying if you said you didn’t miss your old nomadic life. You missed the freeing feeling of traveling without domestic worries. You also longed for the friends you made along the way. Jaken, Ah-un, Rin, and him…
You rub your temple, the way he treated you was unforgivable, leaving you stranded in the middle of the night was an awful thing to do. Even so, you couldn’t help but yearn for answers. You let out a sigh, thinking about it anymore wasnt going to get you anywhere. You walk out the shabby hut you were able to buy with what little you were able to scrounge together. Your trusted sword adorning your back, you walk towards the center of town, you needed to buy a few things, you receive an occasional wave or polite smile from strangers, which you politely return.
It was quiet, till it wasn’t. Till there were people running for cover chanting the one word that could make anyone’s stomach drop.
Demon.
You were obligated to act, obligated to do something. It was your job after all, killing demons and monsters that so much as graze a hair on a villagers head. Your body moved on instinct, until you saw it. Him.
Piercing yellow eyes stared into your soul, eyes that you had longed to see for so long. But that was years ago.
You didn’t know if you wanted to laugh or cry, but you did know one thing. You were angry. You watched his unchanging expression, if you hadn’t know him for so long you’d think he really didn’t remember you. But you knew, with every twitch of his eye, and clenching of his fist. He knew.
You sneer, repressed anger and distress bubbled over into an insincere chuckle. You draw your sword as a warning. You let out a “been a while” under your breath, you knew he heard you, but he gave no sign he did. Louder this time, you ask a simple question.
“Why are you here?” You knew that he knew he left you at this village, so why was he here. Why after all this time? You got your first reaction out of him when he raised his brow and slightly shifted his weight.
“Hm.” He hummed, as if he didn’t know the answer himself.
You weren’t satisfied with that. You didn’t know if you wanted him to leave or elaborate, but with the growing crowd the answer became more clear.
You point your sword to the forest. Watching him, but making yoir desires clear. He made no effort to move.
“You need to leave. Now” You stated factually.
You knew that if it came down to raw strength you would loose. Though you knew deep down he wouldn’t let it come to that. He knew that too, that didn’t stop him from letting out a scoff at your order.
He turned and walked into the forest. Though you knew that he wasn’t actually gone. He was waiting for you. You walk back into the forest and hour later with a bag thrown over your shoulder. You find him in a clearing watching a small stream of water. He heard you but didn’t turn his head. That is until you threw your bag down near where he was sitting.
“Theres all the supplies you could possibly need. Take it or leave it. Just don’t come back.”
He pursed his lips. “What use does a demon have for human supplies.” He simply replied. You sighed
“You can take the supplies or leave them, I don’t care. But that’s all you’re getting out of the villagers or me. Don’t ever come back here.” And with that you turned to leave.
“You know that’s not what I’m here for” he stated like it was obvious. You knew there was a double meaning, there was always a double meaning when he spoke. It was one of the things that drew you to him. You paused at the edge of the clearing. You glanced over your shoulder at the demon looking like a Greek god. And your heart clenched.
“Well that’s all you’re going to get.” And with that you walked out the clearing
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Guys I lwk wanna make this into a series 😛
LOVE YALL TO DEATH lmk if you guys would be interested <333
InuKag: I Will Fall in Love with You, Over & Over Again
Otherwise known as the InuKag reunion, but make it more angsty😭😭😭😭😢😢😢😢
So, uh..its been a while hasn't it? Last time I actually posted on here was when I talked about the eclipse, which is LITERALLY ALMOST A FULL YEAR AGO😱 Like, the heck!? Where'd that time go???? I've still been lurking in the Inuyasha/Inukag tag and have left comments here and there, but I've been way too busy and tired with life stuff to actually POST something for a long time, ESPECIALLY my own art. But I'm hoping I can change that and go back to posting regularly, or at least semi-regularly. That's my New Year's resolution, anyway. I know I definitely want to get back to drawing more than I have been for a long time, and I'm happy I was finally able to post this InuKag comic! I started it a few weeks ago, but only finished coloring it yesterday.
Its probably unoriginal at this point, but this comic is based off the "Epic: The Musical" song "Would You Fall in Love with Me Again" because I'm obsessed and the song, particularly Penelope's part, is so InuKag-Coded after their 3 year separation.
Hot take: InuYasha is singing Penelope's part here because Kagome was the one to return and make the "long journey" (AKA the Odyssey) back to the feudal era, and InuYasha had to wait for her to come back (they both did, but you know what I mean) I don't know, I thought that was clever 'cause Kagome in the roll of Odysseus and Inuyasha as Penelope in this context made sense to me.
Anyhoo, I'm actually working on an InuKag animatic with this song as well, and I even have the initial draft done! I just gotta finish the actual line work. Would ya'll like to see what I've got so far, or should I wait until I have the whole animatic done?
Close up pics:
If anyone is interested in me adding them to my tags whenever I post my InuYasha (or other fandom/original) art, just let me know, and I'll add ya to my tags!
TW: AFAB reader. Reader had a hysterectomy, one curse word, and angst. Mentions of wanting a child.
Summary: Sesshomaru has grown fond of Y/N from the human world. So much so that he wishes to be the father of their child. When he is able to be vulnerable around them, they unfortunately have to find a way to tell him that they can't physically give birth.
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Sesshomaru was not known for his kind and loving nature. He was numb to the idea of emotions, whether that be the feelings of others or just his own. You could never tell what was going on behind those cold yellow eyes. He spent many nights just staring out into the sky, eyes glazed over like a smooth stone. He spoke no words; he would only glare up at the bright moon above.
Deep down in his demonic soul, there was a chance that he felt deeply for others and not just his power. When he had taken Rin under his supervision, it revealed a strange new side of him that had not existed prior. A parental role, a somewhat protective nature. Was this his way of showing care and love? We might not ever know.
And the strangest thing was you. You had appeared in Sesshomaru's life out of nowhere, and you were of no use to him. You came from the human world, an accident from falling too far down a well and resurfacing thousands of years back in time. He had discovered you from passing a village. You had become the town curiosity, with how you dressed, how you acted, how you talked.
Sesshomaru was no idiot. He knew where you were from just by glimpsing at you. He cared not at the time. You were but a human; what difference would you make to his life? As it appears, a large one.
Rin was the one to approach you, also curious about this strangely dressed human. You began talking with the child, and a friendship bloomed. Rin didn't have many friends before.
Next thing Sesshomaru knew, he had been cajoled by his somewhat adopted child into bringing you along on his little search for power.
For months, he had simply been irritated by your presence. Because you were extremely stubborn in your pursuit to talk to him. Since your arrival, he had set the groundworks; you were to take care of Rin, tolerate Jaken and stay away from him. He believed them simple rules for a human to follow. He underestimated your insubordination. You spent the next several weeks poking and prodding him verbally to get a conversation out of him.
No one had ever spoken to him the way you had before, and it was annoying. The constant insistent on being around him, on talking to him, to do something with him. What a pest you were.
Who would have thought that the pest would grow into something less restricted? Bit by bit, after several failed attempts, you were able to get him to willingly converse with you for over a minute. Next, it was five. Then ten. Then thirty. From there, the time you spent together grew more and more, and though he still was adamant on his façade of coldness, you knew that if he genuinely despised you, you would be long dead.
Conversations were his highlight (Though he'd never admit it). Between his won battles and his fight for the Tessaiga, he took peace in the times when Rin and Jaken had long since fallen asleep, and you would sneak up to him against the tree; and you would just sit down together. Sometimes you would talk, sometimes you would just calmly sit in silence. Oddly, both felt natural to him.
When he confessed his affections to you, it was blunt and emotionless. You didn't know how to quite decipher his strange way of communicating, whether or not he was serious or…whatever else he meant. Mattered not, because since then, you two have been an official couple (Mind you, when you said that the first time, he had no idea what a 'couple' was.)
Though, through everything you had gone through together, he still found it challenging to be vulnerable with you. For the last few days, he had been lost in his own thoughts. Or, more so than usual. You had tried to calmly ask him what was on his mind, though he refused to answer.
And now, here you two were. Alone together under the starry night sky. He had pulled you away from the camp, out into an open field of grass. He did not give you any reason; you could only trust that he had one.
"Well this is…gorgeous." Your voice was coated in nervousness and uncertainty. Don't get me wrong, the field was gorgeous. You were just unsure as to why you were here and what you were to do.
"It is adequate, but I believed you would enjoy less shrouded scenery." Easily translated from Sesshomaru to English: 'it's not my thing, but I thought you might like it.
It was easy to tell he meant well, so you offered a smile as you could show very little else. "Thank you sessh. It's really beautiful."
"…You are welcome…Y/N."
There was something new in his eyes. Less rigid and pointy, and softer. He wasn't looking at you; he was more looking into you. They shined with a new emotion that you had never seen before. Something deep and powerful that had only surfaced now.
"Sesshomaru…" You reach out a hand to him, landing slowly on his shoulder. You approached him cautiously, unsure how to tell what was happening inside him right now, "Is everything okay? Do you need to tell me something?"
There was a brief silence before he reached over his shoulder and grabbed the hand you had placed there. He brings your fingers up to his face and gently, ever so slightly, puts his lips against the knuckles.
Heat had bloomed across your face almost instantly. This was something new. Affection was something that Sesshomaru was only starting to get used to. You were barely able to get him to hold your hand in private. But here he was, caressing and kissing across your fingers, with this newfound love and tenderness that had come across him.
"Sessh?" You had called out to him. His eyes, still glazed over with this new feeling, stared back deeply into yours in answer. The intensity caused the words in your throat to cower.
"I have something to tell you (Y/N)," He says quietly. His voice, though still his usual tone, held something more. "Something that…I have been inquiring about for a while."
"Well…Shoot." You cringed at your own awkward reply. He did not seem to notice, finding your modern world dialect endearing in its own way.
"For as long as I had known to breath, I had despised humans. And…Half breeds."
The emphasis had you questioning. Was this something to do with his brother?…
"My father had left my own mother for a human woman. It was detrimental to me. I hated him for what he had done. And most of all…I hated the son he had created and the woman that took him.
"I can't tell you when it changed, but something shifted inside of me. Sometime after your arrival. After spending so much time taking care of Rin, and all the moments spent with you."
As he spoke, he began slowly pulling you towards him. Inching towards an embrace. Your first-ever embrace. You stood stunned as he wrapped his arms around you loosely as if he was afraid to restrain you. To scare you away. This wasn't a command; he made his love a choice. A choice you had to make.
"I am not sure how to love. The idea is foreign to me. But…I want to try. I want to make something of this connection we have created."
He pulled away only slightly, your hands in his as he brushes his forehead against yours and speaks those final words.
"I want to make a family with you. To bear a child inside you. I want this to solidify our bond."
Your heart dropped to your stomach, and it becomes harder to not stare up at him in horror.
"A…a child. You want a child?" The words felt thick in your mouth. You had thought this would have been easier to do. Explaining that you were incapable of having children. Your hand instinctively went to your stomach, to the womb that had been removed several years prior.
"Yes. For all my existence I have never cared for another living creature as much as I care for you. I wish to be a father to our child and be better than my father was."
This was the first time in history that you had ever seen this man be vulnerable and caring towards you. And it was sad because you could never give him what he wanted. You could never bear his children.
You tested your words carefully, afraid of what might happen. Afraid to ruin this moment, to tell the truth. "Sessh…I-I can't, uhm the thing is, I'm not, not…" The words won't come out. They refused. And slowly, Sesshomaru's eyes were coloured in confusion. He had thought you would want this as much as he did. You felt the shift in the air. 'you idiot, you've ruined this. You've ruined everything. He will never care for you like this again.'
"I-I can't, I can't do this… I'm so sorry!" You were slowly stepping back from him before you panickily ran back in the direction of the camp where you were set up, disappearing amongst the trees.
Sesshomaru made no effort to try and stop you. What would he do? What would he say?
For the first time in his life, Sesshomaru had made a mistake. His first ever blunder. Sesshomaru never failed at anything, never slipped up, kept everyone at arm's length to keep it that way.
This new feeling scratched away at his already torn heart, and he is left standing in the dark by himself. Not moving. Not blinking. Just standing there, feeling the numbest he's ever felt in his life.
You had passed out somewhere behind a tree next to the camp, waking up sore and glum against the rough wood. You walked the rest of the way to camp to see that Sesshomaru was already with Rin and Jaken, both of which turned to look at you as you approached.
"Where were you?!" Jaken cries out angrily, waving his staff around. "Sesshomaru ordered specifically that no one was to leave the forest!"
"Y/N, why weren't you sleeping next to us last night?" Rin asks, tilting her head in question.
"Just had to go for a walk. Nothing serious, don't worry about me." You dodged the question quickly and went to dress her and get her ready to leave the forest. Other than Jaken's squeals of anger, there were no words exchanged between any of the group. Sesshomaru's eyes dug into your head, but you did not look at him. His presence near you caused a sinking in your stomach that caused emotional pain beyond anything you've ever felt.
You all began walking, Sesshomaru in front, you tailing behind the group. Usually, you would be walking by his side, leading the group together. Today wasn't the day for that, though. Neither of you was emotionally ready for that yet.
Rin was confused by the quietness in the air, seeing the tension between the two with ease. Though she did not understand why, she would plan to ask you when you were alone.
You made a few brakes in between, with stray demons trying to fight and the occasional food resupplying. Eventually, the night would fall, and you made camp in an abandoned village, using the lost materials to set up a bed and fire. You were preparing Rin for bed when she had ushered you to come closer to her. When you were close enough, she began whispering to you.
"Do you still love Sesshomaru?"
"Huh?" You questioned out of surprise. She rolls her eyes like it's the most obvious question in the world.
"Are you and Lord Sesshomaru still in love?"
You were not prepared for this question. You looked up slightly to see that the man in question was staring at you from the other side of the room, eyes burning into yours. They were empty now, no longer filled with admiration like that night.
Your feelings for him never wavered, not once. He was the Sessh that you knew and loved, and you couldn't ask for anything else. You still loved him, even if he might not love you anymore.
"Yes…Things are just a little strained right now." You never lied to Rin. It's hard to notice, but she's more observant and intelligent than she is given credit for. "Now, it's time to sleep. Have a good night, Rin."
"Night night, Y/N. Night night, Lord Sesshomaru!"
He didn’t respond. He only turned his back and left through the door, standing guard outside as he usually does.
You sighed to yourself as you stood. You needed to speak with him; that was undeniable. He deserves a proper answer, and you deserve closure on where you stood. Would he still love you, knowing you can't have children? There was only one way to learn.
You stepped outside in the cold air to see him sitting on the steps, looking out towards the trees. His posture was stiff, unmoving like a statue.
"Inside," he demanded, voice devoid of emotion or care. It stung like a bitch, but you weren't going to let this get to you.
You went to sit silently next to him, exchanging no words. His eyes dug into your face, and it takes an unmeasurable amount of strength to meet them. They were lifeless. As much as they had been the day you met.
"You probably don't want to talk to me right now…." You began, hands playing with the edges of your clothes, "But I think that a discussion…is important."
"There is nothing to discuss, human." That hit harder than anything he could have used against you. He had not called you that in a long time.
You gulped the lump in your throat, knowing that you had to be strong enough to talk without crying, "Sessh, we both know that there is."
There was a brief interval of silence as you both conjured memories of that night. Maybe it was your imagination, but you almost swear you saw a flash of grief in his eyes.
"Why did you run away?" That was his first question—the hardest one.
"Because…I wasn't sure what else to do." This answer seemed to strike a nerve.
"if you were so repulsed by me, then you could have simply stated that. I would have been fine."
"I'm not repulsed by you!" You exclaimed, about to reach a hand towards him, but retracting it as soon as he shuffled away. You had to deal with this gently. "Sessh, I don't hate you. I never did. I just…" 'just rip off the band-aid Y/N. It will all be over. "I can't have kids."
His eyes did not waver, and he said not a word. He was ushering you to continue, but where do you go with this?
You decided to speak, even though you had little clue what to say. "Two years ago, before I came to the feudal era, I had a…surgery done to me."
You instinctively reached towards your stomach, a reminder of the choice you made. A choice you don't regret.
"I was terrified of having kids. The idea of getting pregnant caused me to panic. I didn't want that. I still don't. So…The doctor removed my uterus."
"And that is?" He asks. You are reminded that medical advances are way behind, and most likely, he has no idea what you're talking about.
"It's where the babies made when a woman gets pregnant." Your explanation caused you to cringe. You were explaining how babies are made to an over a hundred-year-old demon.
He examines you for a while, eyes empty. You had no idea what he was thinking, and for once, you didn't want to find out. He turns away from you eventually and speaks, "You cannot bare my children."
You sighed, "No, I can't."
"And you did not inform me about this prior, because…?"
"Because at the time it was none of your business," You say honestly. You weren't going to lie to the man that could turn around and decapitate you in seconds. "It was also very personal…People get upset when they find out."
You take a leap of faith, and ever so gently, you reached out towards his hands and let your own rest against it. His pale, untainted skin was in contrast to your own darker human ones. It fascinated you, the minor differences that distinguished you from him.
Luckily, he did not flinch away and was himself enraptured by your sign of affection. Emotion began to return to his eyes as he lightly curled his fingers around yours, not fully holding your hand. He needed time to rebuild that trust. And he hopes that you would give it to him with time.
"…If I had known..." He never finishes, as Sesshomaru has no idea what he would have done if he knew. For once, he didn't know what to say.
"If you don't care for me anymore, I need you to tell me now so I can get ready to leave." You say, somewhat sternly. You are aware that you are not at fault for what happened; neither of you was. But you were not going to force yourself to love a man who can't love you simply because you can't have children. You were better than that.
He finally looks up at you, and back comes a sliver of emotion from that night. The care and affection trapped behind his cold façade were leaking out. "…I do care for you…I do not believe I could ever stop."
"So… you're not upset that I don't want kids?"
"Being 'upset' as you say would be beneath me. I would like to be a father, but I would much prefer to be your mate. That is my priority beyond any child I could ever want."
You expected to be shunned, despised. You expected the look of a disgusted demon lord who couldn't even look at you for the fact you were willingly infertile. He had reacted better than anyone in your world had…
"You're grinning." He points out nonchalantly. You did not realise you were smiling until he had spoken. You didn't care. You got to continue loving your strange demon mate.
You tested your luck and slid closer to his side, resting your head on his shoulder. He accepts your advances, though he still doesn't feel comfortable enough to hold you back. That's okay for now.
Lord Sesshomaru was not known for his kind and loving nature. But he was trying, with all that he had in his way, to show his love for you. He did not need a child to do that. He only needed his beautiful human.
Congrats on 600 followers! :D Can I please participate in your event? :D Here's all my info:
Fandom + Gender Preference: InuYasha + Male
Gender Pronouns: She/her
3 Personality Traits: Introvert, sassy, and geeky
3 Physical Traits: African-American, 4'11, and 40DDD chest
Favorite Relationship Trope: Second Chance
Ideal Date Setting: Arcade or restaurant
Love Language: Acts Of Service
this is lowkey angsty sorry. hope you like it <3
Valentine's Arcade date with Inuyasha!!
600 followers event
- it had been 7 months since you had broken up with inuyasha. 7 months since he told you that he was still in love with kikyo while you both were together.
- everyone was by your side when you cried over him. no one could blame you for feeling that way. it was understandable
- after reflecting on his feelings more properly, inuyasha realised he royally fucked up. he just wasn't ready to be with you back then, he was just terrified of hurting you
- he had traveled to the modern world multiple times trying to win you over only to be cut down by your sharp sassy words
- he would do anything for a second chance with you
- inuyasha tried learning more about the modern world through asking random people on the street how to get a lover to forgive him (it wasn't too hard since inuyasha was threatening most people with his claws)
- one victim told him about valentine's day and he figured that'd be the perfect opportunity to get you to like him even a little
- he appeared in front of you literally the day before valentine's while you were on your way home, "what do you want inuyasha?" you say while walking.
- "i know you stupid humans like valentines day so let's hang out tomorrow." he said trying to match your pace. "i don't know, maybe i already have plans with another guy."
- inuyasha knows you're lying. he secretly checked in on you every few days so he knows you're not seeing anyone right now, "i know you're lying you idiot! i promise tomorrow will be fun i promise!"
- you figure fuck it he's not wrong and you are free tomorrow..maybe you can give it a shot. "fine. i'll meet you here at this time tomorrow." saying that you strut off and inuyasha is exhilirated for tomorrow. now he has to figure out what you guys will do.
- you get ready at wait at the spot you told him about. you were kinda excited but also so terribly worried at what would happen. maybe this was a bad idea- "hey y/n! sorry to keep you waiting!"
- inuyasha was wearing a tshirt and jeans which you didn't want to admit looked good on him even though it looked so strange seeing him out of his traditional red clothes for the first time.
- he notices you staring in shock and gets a bit self-conscious, "h-hey stop staring c'mon we got a lot t'do"
- he leads you to the activity he picked for the day: the arcade!
- you both go in and try out a bunch of games from racing games, to air hockey to bowling.
- you got to experience inuyasha getting distracted by all the neon lights and technology trying to learn about them. maybe it was the way the light was hitting his face but he looked so cute..
- at one point once he figures out how a claw machine works he surprisingly manages to win a small keychain for you of your favorite animal
- perhaps things really can go back to how they were <3
"You're fucking perfect most of the time. What distracted you?" Inuyasha continued snarling, adding in a little snap for flourish, though had long ago realized no one was really watching.
"Wistfulness of the past," Sesshomaru replied in a low growl.
"I can barely remember anything past this fucking cage," Inuyasha growled back, but there was something he would always remember. He remembered her.
Kagome’s Fateful Choice Chapter 5 by the amazing @neutronstarchild
What’s this? More angst? Yes. Always. Cause reasons.
She was so close. Too close? The fear in her face was because she tripped, not because she was so close, surely. She was completely at ease with him on the water moments ago.
He was terrified to disturb her. To frighten her further. To break her. Nobody had touched him since his mother’s last hug a lifetime ago. He saw her little movements on the oar as she steadied herself, but he couldn’t feel them. His arms locked, both in support and panic. If they brushed her would she flinch? Would he break the spell he must have cast on her to ease her to his presence?
Steadied, she gazed up into timid eyes. And smiled. She awakened in him a need he swore he didn’t have. He tossed aside the oar and wrapped her in the desperation she had pulled to his surface. The need to be lovingly touched. With his heart full to bursting he thought he could die. And then he did. Almost.
He had asked too much from life. How could a lowly halfling like him think he deserved her? How could his desire lead to anything other than tragedy?
When she pierced his shoulder with a hateful arrow, it only confirmed his deepest fears. He barely felt the arrow over the pain of her spurn. He was used to battle, and to violence, but not to betrayal as complete as this. He must have sullied her in his embrace. That’s why she became hateful. He ruined her.
Another lifetime passed in the darkness. He awoke gruff and bitter, seething that he had more life to live despite how plain it was he didn’t deserve it. Immediately he was faced with a girl who needed his help. Did she really expect him to help her?
He was filled with self-loathing the first time he grabbed her wrist to pull her from distraction. The first time he asked her onto his back because she was too slow. The first time he pulled her away from immediate danger. As long as he only touched her roughly and out of necessity, surely she was safe from his poison. He could never let himself want her.
His resolve only broke when he asked to die in her lap. Human, badly injured, and perhaps delirious from poison he asked to rest on her lap when he rested forever. But again he did not die.
But he had touched her with love. And she hadn’t broken.
