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indie. private. sel. miroku of inuyasha penned by vicki

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🙏   why hello there !! welcome !! this is an independent / highly selective & mutuals exclusive independent rp blog for Miroku of InuYasha/Yashahime --  established on 8/18/2020  -- penned by Vicki !!

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🙏     this blog runs off a queue, stays pretty active on the weekends and when i am off - i do work full time. writing is consistent of multi-para / novella style. occasionally i will do some shorter things like small one-liners also. if interested in writing / interacting please just shoot me a message or send in a meme! i am a sucker for plots. personals please do not interact !

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this blog has been archived! miroku has moved to my multi as a sideblog with the same url! @yamisedai​ ! please follow if you’d still would like to interact! moved as many threads as i could over!

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this blog has been archived! miroku has moved to my multi as a sideblog with the same url! @yamisedai​ ! please follow if you’d still would like to interact! moved as many threads as i could over!

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this blog has been archived! miroku has moved to my multi as a sideblog with the same url! @yamisedai​ ! please follow if you’d still would like to interact! moved as many threads as i could over!

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this blog has been archived! miroku has moved to my multi as a sideblog with the same url! @yamisedai​ ! please follow if you’d still would like to interact! moved as many threads as i could over!

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this blog has been archived! miroku has moved to my multi as a sideblog with the same url! @yamisedai​ ! please follow if you’d still would like to interact! moved as many threads as i could over!

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i am pooped. for real. but i knocked out a bunch of asks. will do more tomorrow<3

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🌙 +"its pretty late, isn't it? Humans need sleep."-Moroha

“it is late, yes.” miroku agrees with a laugh. “however, so do girls your age that like to pester old men like me about bed times.”

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“The sun isn’t rising anytime soon, you know.”

miroku turns at the sound of the soft voice. he doesn’t expect any one else to be awake. after all it is his watch. “yes, i know. lady kagome.. perhaps you should lie back down? if you’re awake at this hour you will not be well for our long journey in the morning.”

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OKAY BUT KOZU AND MIROKU GOING OUT TO TO A VILLAGE AND BECOMING FLIRTY LADYKILLERS XD (╭☞ ͡ ͡°͜ ʖ ͡ ͡°)╭☞

“why-- this sounds like a splendid idea!”

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🌙 + "Hey Miroku. Y'ever wish on a fallin' star?" Inuyasha's sitting there, along the grass, just staring up into that pitch black sky, dotted with the shimmering stars. Always so pretty, he couldn't help but stare. His gaze narrowed, gentle wind passing them by, " ... You think that kinda thing actually comes true?"

“i suppose that it could.” he starts, nodding his head though his eyes do not open. “however, i’ve never had such luck.” he takes in a breath and opens his eyes, allowing them to follow inuyasha’s gaze towards the shimmering stars above. 

“there are countless tales about stars. the lady kagome even has her own versions. apparently they are balls of gas in the sky? who knew.” miroku smirks at the thought. “but, maybe.. just maybe. if a wish is cast, who am i to say whether or not it will come true?” miroku turns to inuyasha. “i believe the key in this, is that the caster, must believe it will. inuyasha. if you believe it, than who knows? perhaps it will.”

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“ why do good intentions always turn out bad ? ”

“perhaps those with good intentions run with the fear and anxiety of knowing that there is a possibility of messing up.” miroku shrugs his shoulders. “if you remove the negativity from your mind, and your spirit. go in with good intentions, the only outcome then can be: good.” a small smile lifts on his lips as he places a gentle hand to kagome’s shoulder. “fear not, lady kagome. things always have a way of coming around again. if it was bad. i promise, the next will be good.”

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hugs dad ❛ be safe. I love you. ❜

the monk shakes his head, laughs, and tries not to let a tear slide down his cheek. how did they raise such a perfect son? a hand rests on familiar dark hair. it resembles sango so much, and it makes miroku smile even more. he’s so proud of the man that hisui is becoming. “hisui, i’ll only be gone a few hours to visit a nearby village that is need of an exorcism. i’ll return before dinner.” 

there’s a ‘boop’ on his son’s nose. kagome coined the term, though miroku will never understand it’s true meaning, before miroku lifts hisui into his arms and holds him at his side in a tight embrace. “can i count on you to look after your mother and sisters while i am away?”

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*gives the monk a kiss on the cheek because reasons Vicki*

the blush creeps in slowly and miroku blinks once and then twice, sucking on his bottom lip as tries to form a coherrent sentence. slowly a hand raises to the spot her lips had just been. “..lady kagome. w-what was that for, if i may ask?”

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“I like walking when the streets are empty.”

miroku smiles warmly. “indeed. as do i, mulan. it’s so much more peaceful and calming. to hear the birds sing and the hum of the earth as it patters to it’s own beat all around us,” he sighs, getting ahead of himself. when he realizes he has, a fair amount of blush lines his cheeks and he clears his throat. “what do you like about them?”

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He waits for a moment, before he picks the monk up in his arms. "Shuddup N i'll carry you the rest the way if your that tired."

he may be tired, but there is no way that he will burden anyone else with his weight. physically or figuratively. miroku looks down briefly, hand gripping the brass of his staff as he pushes on, “no, inuyasha. i can manage on my-- !!” 

there’s a gasp that escapes him as inuyasha picks him up and miroku frowns, having a half a mind to whack him with his staff. “there is no need for this, inuyasha! i am no maiden in distress! i’m just tired, but i can walk fine! i insist you put me down!”

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does a big stretch accompanied by a yawn.

miroku smiles, a palm resting atop cream fur. “you’ve got that right kirara. i’m beat. would you like to rest now?”