#loneinuyasha

𝕋𝕨𝕖𝕟𝕥𝕪 𝕪𝕖𝕒𝕣𝕤. 𝕋𝕙𝕒𝕥'𝕤 𝕒𝕟 𝕒𝕔𝕔𝕠𝕞𝕡𝕝𝕚𝕤𝕙𝕞𝕖𝕟𝕥. 𝔸𝕟𝕕 𝕛𝕦𝕤𝕥 𝕘𝕠𝕖𝕤 𝕥𝕠 𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕨: 𝕐𝕠𝕦 𝕒𝕣𝕖 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝔹𝔼𝕊𝕋 𝕥𝕙𝕚𝕟𝕘 𝕀'𝕧𝕖 𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕦𝕟𝕕 𝕠𝕟 𝕥𝕙𝕖 𝕚𝕟𝕥𝕖𝕣𝕟𝕖𝕥. 𝕎𝕙𝕖𝕟 𝕡𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕟𝕤 𝕗𝕚𝕟𝕕 𝕒 𝕞𝕒𝕥𝕖, 𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕪 𝕤𝕥𝕒𝕪 𝕥𝕠𝕘𝕖𝕥𝕙𝕖𝕣 𝕗𝕠𝕣𝕖𝕧𝕖𝕣. 𝕐𝕠𝕦'𝕣𝕖 𝕞𝕪 ℙ𝕖𝕟𝕘𝕦𝕚𝕟.

. 『@loneinuyasha / @inunotaishou 』

The first thing his consciousness registered was the deafening silence that surrounded him. An overwhelming sensation of nothingness and void to his ears.

Sesshōmaru opened his eyes to absolute darkness. If he wasn’t positive to be batting his eyelids, he’d have thought to be asleep. This place was unknown to him, and he couldn’t tell how he got here to begin with. Yet, he didn’t feel as though he had just come to his senses either. His level of awareness and presence of mind was sharp and alert.

Like he had blinked in the world he knew to belong to, and the moment after he was here.

His memory quickly traced back to what he had been doing: chasing after Naraku after the human child under his care had been taken away from Jaken’s care. A likely event. The fiend had exploited a moment of carelessness while the Daiyōkai was busy attempting to seize the sought after inheritance from his half-brother’s grasp.

So was this, whatever it was, a part of Naraku’s trap? Very likely. It wasn’t the first time that wretched creature played some dirty trick like that. Not like Sesshōmaru would have backed down even knowing so. Hesitating to approach the enemy in fear of the unexpected was something beneath him, an act of weakness that belonged to cowards. He’d simply deal with it as it came, without concerns.

He noticed a change. The pitch black that had surrounded him had changed, somewhat. There was no longer bottomless darkness beneath his feet, but a patch of solid soil. White and soft like snow. No... as he shifted one shoe through it, the way the material moved and left a trail across felt more like he was standing on a layer of ashes.

The white-gray coat at his feet did not extend very far away. Only a small, circular area surrounding him. It was like beyond that, nothing existed still.

The dog demon’s impatience was growing. It didn’t seem like nothing was going to happen, even as he stood there in wait for it. If this was some kind of illusion, why was nothing coming to strike at him in this moment of distraction? Was he really to believe he was in an entirely different plane?

He decided he’d try and walk into the darkness. Would the void past the ashy ground swallow him into an endless fall if he did? Or would there be solid dark ground regardless?

The young man advanced, disturbed at the complete lack of sound or scent to each of his movement on that unreal pavement. And as he moved, the ground expanded. More pale gray ash paved the way before him, pointing nowhere, just appearing as his direction changed. Quickening his pace did not seem to change anything, the manifestation simply kept up with his movements.

He had lost sense of time and couldn’t tell how long had passed, when out of the corner of the eye he caught sight of something other than darkness. Someone, rather. And not exactly who he was looking for.

Inuyasha was just standing there, the same way he had come to be in this place. Was it some kind of mirage lay before him by this mysterious snaring spell? Or had the hanyou also been pulled into it as hopelessly as he had?

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    “If you do not stop trailing me to my various training sites, Bakusaiga will greet you.” 

This is Sesshomaru’s characteristic way of greeting his little brother: a deeply layered, richly coded double-entendre of meaning.  At the surface, brusque and blunt hostility, tinged with tightness and pride; beneath that, a pithy acknowledgment that Inuyasha cares about Sesshomaru’s welfare, and that Sesshomaru is willing, even pleased, to tolerate this.  A quiet reminder, ‘yes, we have achieved detente.’  

But nothing will ever change the fact that Sesshomaru is as sensitive as skin rubbed raw to any gesture that may suggest he needs help from a hanyou. 

Or another daiyoukai. Or the emperors of Japan and China put together.  Or Buddha himself.  Or any demon god dwelling in any part of nature anywhere. Or anyone.  Ever. 

He is a tad on the proud side, and that is the one impediment remaining between the brothers. 

Even so, rather than run his brother through, and devour Inuyasha in Bakusaiga’s flesh-consuming green energies, Sesshomaru issues the same sort of warning an alpha wolf might issue to an unruly pup, forcing it on its back, tail between its legs. 

Thanks for the advice, I really do appreciate it. :) But that’s the thing though, they actually don’t get to me. They honestly don’t bother me; I’ve long since stopped caring what they think of me because it’s clear they are unsupervised children with nothing better to do than harass the grown ups with temper tantrums. They can send all the hate they won’t, I will never stoop to their level and if I can have a bit of fun and snark right back to show them that whatever they set out to accomplish isn’t working, then why not lol.

“If you must be indecent, do it far away from me.”

“This weather should warm up faster. It’s getting bothersome when it gets too cold at night.” Sitting close to the fire, she put another log in before looking up at the other hanyou. “Thank you for coming on this trip with me. I know it’s probably not something you usually do, but I do appreciate it.” 

“harassing”? please point out to me where I HARASSED anybody. I suggest you look up the definition of harassment before you start throwing out accusations.

“innocent people” -- there is no such thing as an innocent person, for one. and for two, I had logic and reasoning not to mention evidence to back up what I did, so it wasn’t just based in “paranoia”.

“obsession tag and shrine blog” .... really. you honestly have no concept of what that bitch has put me and my friends through. that blog is basically the only form of a makeshift restraining order of my own making that I can have, both for myself and for others who want it. it’s a protective measure against toxic individuals, that YOU’RE defending.

“step back kid” I’m 26, so...... yeah, not a kid. it says how old I am in my rules if you’d even bother to read anything on my blog before coming at me lmao.

“this isn’t your fandom...” y’know when I said “my fandom” I didn’t mean that it belonged to me, right? or were you just reading into it how you wanted to so you could come into my inbox with your fists raised? I said it was my fandom because I’m a part of it; but apparently that kind of logic didn’t occur to you.

I’m not a “fandom gatekeeper”, I hate that shit. I honestly don’t care who the fuck comes in, because I can control my own experience -- HOWEVER that person, Drea, has repeatedly come into the IY fandom ON PURPOSE because I’m here. because she knows I’ll see it and because she’s a fucking stalker. if you can’t wrap your head around that concept that’s not my fucking problem, nor does it make my behavior toxic just because you can’t understand how it is to deal with someone like this.

I didn’t see any sort of “harassment” coming from anywhere aside from a single ask that feudalarcher got, which -- if you bothered to fucking look up the definition of “harassment”, which I am VERY familiar with -- one ask suspecting her of being Drea because of my post does NOT constitute harassment.

Get OFF my dick, you’re not my goddamn parent so stop acting like you are.