#akuumo

𝒦𝑅𝒜𝒱𝐼𝒯𝒵 𝒮𝒫𝐸𝒜𝒦𝒮

     [ 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕖𝕡𝕥𝕚𝕟𝕘!! ]

    Is there someone you admire on here?

[ It’s very funny, in a good way! That you’re the one asking this question:

I admire everyone that I’ve come to write with ( seriously you all are such talents I’m in damn awe ), but, first and foremost, you and Steph, inspire me Rarity.

Rarity. You put so much effort into talking with others, into making things for others, into assuring things for others! I’m so proud of you. In the same breath, I do worry for you, because I don’t want you to stretch yourself thin. So long as it’s making you happy, but please know you don’t have to do any of these things: no one expects you to! We all love that you do, but please, remember to care for yourself too. We’d all be worse off without you in our lives, you’re such a -- a gem. An amazing, wonderful human being, so thank you for existing Rarity. I’m forever honoured, happy and inspired to be able to call you my friend.

Steph ; god, you’re so much fun to talk with! We’ve had so many conversations, and just like Rarity, you listen and you talk and you inspire. It’s so amazing to work together with you to write a story, and thank you so much for constantly being willing to listen to my honestly bonkers ass ideas! You’ve helped me to craft Mamoru and you’re helping me to develop Inuyasha too! I can only hope that I can return that favour to you, and that I’m able to be there for you whenever you need me. I’m always down to listen to your thoughts, feelings and ideas.

Special shoutouts to Shadow ( @slayerled / @aphrcdite ) for being amazing with graphics and inspiring me to get better at my own! Special shoutouts to Vicki ( @curseled / @anchoredstowaways ) for putting so much depth into Miroku and all her other muses that I am inspired to strive better with Inuyasha!  ]

    What is it you prefer: angst, fluff, or smut? Why?

[ Ohohoho, you’re curious, are you? That makes me happy!!  Honestly, I prefer angst mixed with fluff. As in, I know that dark things happen in life, and it’s the adversity and the struggle that helps to build us into who we are. We all have to stumble in order to walk. We all have to break metaphorical plates before we’re good at spinning them on sticks. You know?

It’s why I’m writing out my Inuyasha the way I do: yes, he’s going to go through hardships. Plenty, in fact. But there is a happy ending in sight! He is going to have softer, gentler moments. There will be reprieve. He just has to make it there first!!

I’m down for smut, but I get very shy about that kind of thing! I’d prefer it done privately and not for all of the dashboard to see. I’m not opposed to writing it out, but it’s not something I’m chomping for everyone to read. Plus it takes a lot of time for my muses to be comfortable with another character to get to that point!! ]

        If you could recommend at least five blogs to your followers, who would they be?

[ Oh gosh, only five?! Okay well, everyone I’ve mentioned above, obivously, buut:

@tcnseigad -- honestly the way Amber write Sesshomaru is such a joy to read!! I’m very very excited to be able to write alongside them & am looking forward to seeing where they take Sesshomaru!

@akuumo / @hanchinooji -- Just a powerhouse : a force in both writing and in how she carries herself through life. We have plans for Naraku & Inuyasha and I am beyond stoked! I’m always reading Azu’s things and am beside myself with how talented she is!!

@swordsmithtotosai -- Laney writes Toto wonderfully, and she’s so funny! Talking to her never fails to make me smile! I’m really excited to see where our thread leads us! Inuyasha & Totosai going on a journey for materials is so great!!

@ironreaversoulstealer --  Temar and I have plans in the works. But she’s been a treat to talk with each time we have! It’s great seeing her write Inuyasha!! I look forward to reading more from her!!

to think naraku a fool would be ill-advised on all fronts. though he may appear to be nothing more than a puppet in a baboon’s furs, over the years miroku has become wise to his several ploys and come to know better. 

naraku is in his veins. has been. from the moment miroku was birthed into this world. naraku’s own demonic energy lives in a purified body. one filled with spiritual energies, but even with all that purity inside; a life of devotion and practice to a completely different lifestyle than most  care to live and it will still never be enough to rid the demon within a monk. 

poisons. miasmas. saimyosho. miroku has fought and endured every trick up naraku’s sleeve. he’s had more than his share of victories and yet.. what victory will there be in his own death? easy. there will be none. that is.. unless naraku is at his feet before he inevitably falls. 

the sleepless nights, sicknesses, and bile in his stomach that miroku masks and wretches when none are looking-- its enough to drive anyone mad. yet he stays strong. so that he can defeat him and rid this world of such an evil. 

midnight eyes narrow as miroku white knuckles his brass staff. it’s the same overused lines, the same laugh, the same crude smirk and yet, naraku always manages to claim fire to the poison that already resides within the very veins he speaks of. silently, rage wafts off miroku in waves as he stares down his enemy and takes a few steps forwards, choosing his words carefully. “i wouldn’t be quick to any victory celebrations yet, demon.” the staff lifts from the ground. “i’m not dead yet. it’s going to take a lot more than insects to kill the likes of me!”

@akuumo said: spider drops in her hair

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                     “Huh...” The slight change of pressure on top of her head caught her attention, causing her to slow the motions she went through via muscle memory. She wondered, briefly just what had fallen on her as there was not much that would, but when she moved her hand and felt something else move.

                    The shiver that ran through her was full body and before she even realized what she was doing, she was screaming in panic as she tried to get whatever had fallen on her off of her, shaking her head and jumping around as she swiped at whatever it was until it wasn’t there anymore. 

                    She saw it fall down in front of her, the descent seeming to slow down as the creature passed in front of her face, and realized quite suddenly that she had had a rather large spider on her head; in her hair. She watched it fall and instantly jumped further back from it, the scream she let out then being even louder than the last, because now she had a genuine reason to completely freak out because there had been a SPIDER in her HAIR.

🌸┊ @windcarnation​​​​​ asked:    “I’m here- I’m here, now”

The Meme. II ACCEPTING My muse had been kidnapped and tortured for the past week send “I’m here- I’m here, now” for your muse to save them.

                           blood dripped upon the floor as the chains held her in place. her body leaned forward, as her hands PULLED back behind her, leaving her in a more VULNERABLE position.  open wounds lingered upon her small frame as her hair circled her body, hovering over her face. she knelt upon the ground, UNABLE to move from her shackles, despite wanting to do nothing more then to get up and escape from this prison. she kept her eyes closed, her mind going into a meditative state as she tried to CALM herself so her wounds could heal faster. her breath felt heavy, as she panted from the strain, but she refused to GIVE in -- - refused to give him what he had wanted. 

𝕚𝕗 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕔𝕠𝕝𝕝𝕖𝕔𝕥 𝕞𝕖 𝕒𝕤 𝕪𝕠𝕦𝕣 𝕡𝕖𝕥, 𝕪𝕠𝕦 𝕞𝕚𝕘𝕙𝕥 𝕨𝕚𝕤𝕙 𝕥𝕠 𝕥𝕣𝕪 𝕒 𝕟𝕖𝕨 𝕥𝕒𝕔𝕥𝕚𝕔. 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕤 𝕘𝕒𝕞𝕖 𝕙𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕖𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕝𝕒𝕪𝕖𝕕 𝕥𝕠 𝕞𝕖 𝕓𝕖𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖 𝕒𝕟𝕕 𝕚 𝕒𝕞 𝕟𝕠𝕥 𝕒𝕤 𝕨𝕖𝕒𝕜 𝕒𝕤 𝕚 𝕨𝕒𝕤 𝕓𝕒𝕔𝕜 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕟.

                             she thought to herself as she heard the door to the cell open. THIS HAD NOT BEEN the first time she had been tortured. her own people, during her years of training had done the very same as he did to her now, save they let her go to treat her wounds each night. they knew a day like this could come, where she might be CAPTURED for information or worse, be convinced to turn against her own people. and so, with each cruel touch he gave her, she bit back the cry of pain, in favor of SMIRKING through bloodied lips. taunting him with the simple question of  ❛ WAS THAT ALL HE HAD TO GIVE? ❜. yet now, as she sat here, unknowing of how much time went by since he first took her, she LONGED for a chance of freedom from her shackles to prove that he had taken hold of the wrong demon. 

                               reading herself for his latest rounds of questions -- - many asking for her to join him, she was about to say something snippy when she felt gentle fingers upon her. startled, she realized that the scent was FAMILIAR, one that she had known her entire life. lifting her gaze, BLOOD RED eyes flickered within her normal dark hues, her DEMONIC self trying to restore the balance of within her. for a moment she blinked before her gaze narrowed. an icy glare forming upon her as she spit out words of venom. 

            ❝   you have some NERVE, ❞   she began in her anger upon hearing her worried tone,  ❝  coming in here pretending to be concerned. HOW ELSE would naraku have known about me if it were not for you telling him?  ❞  

                                anger RAGED through her as the phoenix part began to take control. the moment she felt the shackles leave her wrists her hands came forward to grab hold of the WIND SORCERESS’ throat. ❝  you BETRAYED me -- -  you made me believe we were still friends, perhaps even more so and then you TURN me into your master. so why are you here now?  ❞

GHOSTS

Your pain takes the shape of ghosts, haunting you, always there. No one would believe you if you told them, or understand even if they did. You don't know how to make them go away, or what they want. They just follow you, casting shadows over all you do, being your fears and the embodiment of all you've lost or are afraid of losing. They can't touch you though... Can they?

tagged by: n/a yanked it from an old blog of mine!!

Tell me your impressions of my character both before and after interacting with my portrayal of them!!

I’m?? RARITY--!!! This made me smile!! Thank you so much! I’m glad that you enjoy my interpretation of him ; I know that it’s straying from the canon timeline, but I hope that he still ‘feels’ like Inuyasha too, I mean, just, softer? Gentler? Growing!! He’s developing & evolving ( like a digimon lmao ) and I’m have such a fun time exploring that!!

Thank you & @tcnseigad & @akuumo & @curseled for being willing to write with me as my mains! It’s such an honour to have those characters surrounding Inuyasha! Trust me we’re all writing this together, and Inuyasha wouldn’t be nearly as compelling without all you lovely writers for me to bounce off of!!

My Inuyasha specifically: What if we don’t though??

The Gang, staring at him: ......

Naraku even, staring at him:

The Gang: HOW BOUT WE DO ANYWAY???

Inuyasha: HOW BOUT WE DON’T THOUGH!?

𝓎𝑜𝓊𝓇 𝒽𝑒𝒶𝓇𝓉 𝒷𝑒𝓁𝑜𝓃𝑔𝓈 𝓉𝑜 𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓈𝓊𝓃

𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘢 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘥𝘧𝘪𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘢𝘪𝘵𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘵𝘰 𝘩𝘢𝘱𝘱𝘦𝘯, 𝘰𝘯𝘦 𝘭𝘪𝘵 𝘤𝘪𝘨𝘢𝘳𝘦𝘵𝘵𝘦 𝘢𝘸𝘢𝘺 𝘧𝘳𝘰𝘮 𝘤𝘢𝘵𝘢𝘴𝘵𝘳𝘰𝘱𝘩𝘦. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘱𝘢𝘴𝘴𝘪𝘰𝘯 𝘪𝘵𝘴𝘦𝘭𝘧, 𝘧𝘶𝘭𝘭 𝘰𝘧 𝘳𝘢𝘨𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘫𝘰𝘺 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘭𝘰𝘷𝘦 𝘢𝘯𝘥 𝘱𝘢𝘪𝘯. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘵𝘩𝘦 𝘥𝘳𝘪𝘷𝘪𝘯𝘨 𝘧𝘰𝘳𝘤𝘦 𝘣𝘦𝘩𝘪𝘯𝘥 𝘤𝘩𝘢𝘯𝘨𝘦, 𝘴𝘰 𝘸𝘩𝘺 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘧𝘳𝘢𝘪𝘥 𝘰𝘧 𝘪𝘵? 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘢𝘭𝘭 𝘵𝘩𝘢𝘵 𝘪𝘴 𝘯𝘦𝘸 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘶𝘳𝘵 𝘺𝘰𝘶. 𝘭𝘦𝘵 𝘰𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘴 𝘪𝘯𝘵𝘰 𝘺𝘰𝘶𝘳 𝘭𝘪𝘧𝘦. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘣𝘶𝘳𝘯 𝘵𝘩𝘦𝘮. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘥𝘰 𝘯𝘰𝘵 𝘤𝘢𝘶𝘴𝘦 𝘩𝘢𝘳𝘮 𝘪𝘯𝘩𝘦𝘳𝘦𝘯𝘵𝘭𝘺, 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘢𝘳𝘦 𝘸𝘰𝘶𝘯𝘥𝘦𝘥. 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭. 𝘪 𝘱𝘳𝘰𝘮𝘪𝘴𝘦 𝘺𝘰𝘶 𝘸𝘪𝘭𝘭 𝘩𝘦𝘢𝘭.

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