Amazing. This Kind Of Naraku Treat Or Legacy That Would Be Insteresting To See.

Amazing. This kind of Naraku treat or legacy that would be insteresting to see.

A Spider's Grave

A quick little fic based on this prompt. Enjoy some creepy SessKagu feels for halloween! Read the whole ficlet below the cut. Also, if Riku can be a horn, anything is possible...

Happy Halloween!

Rated: M || Graphic Depictions of Violence

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Setsuna did not sleep because she could not dream.

She did not dream because her family had robbed that from her.

Setsuna did not know her mother's name because her father refused to look at her.

Her father refused to look at her because she looked her mother's eyes and the wind always on her blade.

Setsuna was, above all things, unnatural.

She was unnatural because her parents were unnatural, and the way she had come to be was just the same.

It had been by blood and sorrow and wind. A strand of silver hair caught on blustering gust—a dying breath—which entwined with two white petals stained purple with deadly miasma. They were carried away on a lonesome gust of wind, twisted by the the free air across the lands, until they were caught in a tree and nestled away for so many years.

So many years alone in the forest. So many years as just white, silver, and purple, until fate claimed its due.

Until two petals became two babes, drawn together by a string of silver fate and cursed with the shadow of their blood.

Byakuya, stranded in the darkness of the void, was the one who came to Sesshomaru in his dreams and told him of his unnatural twins. He was the one who laughed and laughed, and wondered aloud if Naraku had slithered his way out of death after all.

But when Sesshomaru found them to see for himself, he found the daughters of the wind. Black haired, red eyed, and pale skinned between them both. Screaming, too, like Kagura often had.

So he didn't kill them. That would be someone else's task. But he worried and ruminated and wondered. He let Byakuya steal her dreams—sheltering her from a part of herself that was better sealed away, just in case.

And he didn't share this with a single soul.

What he did do was stand aside as he watched Kirinmaru, weak and enraged, cut down his teenaged daughter with the fatal blow. He listened to Towa scream. He watched Moroha, so much like her father and his father before him, become enraged.

The Lord of the West, the wielder of the blade of life and death, watched and waited to see how death would greet his daughter.

Tenseiga was laughing at him.

Because it was with no delay that Setsuna's eyes opened—that her body jerked and cracked in a way that a living corpse did, reorganizing itself back into place as she staggered back to her feet. Crimson blood spilled down her chest.

Kirinmaru struck again, startled but unphased, burying his blade through her chest. Sesshomaru moved only to grab Towa by her shoulder so they could watch Setsuna die again, uninterrupted. She hung lifeless on his blade, glinting between her shoulderblades with drops of ruby red.

Yet still she stood, gasping, when he withdrew his weapon from her. Red blood turned purple and Sesshomaru grimaced against the smell.

Kirinmaru continued his assault. Towa was trying to pry his fingers off her shoulder to save her sister, to stop the massacre, but Sesshomaru had to know.

Was this only Kagura's doing? Or was it something more? Something worse?

When Moroha leapt to action, a wind knocked her clear on her side and slammed her against a rock.

So Kagura was watching, too. Wondering. Fearing. Hoping. Free and helpless, forced only to witness.

Off came Setsuna's hand, only to grow back again. In went a blade through her body; an impalement, a cut, a slice, a stab. All met without resistance because she was in shock.

Until she wasn't anymore, and two voices came out of her mouth as a spider's scar spread across her bare, tattered back like lightning.

"...Are you done?" asked a girl and the echo of her grandfather. Sesshomaru's stomach pitted and the wind wailed.

Kirinmaru stood in the face of the remnants of the only man Sesshomaru ever considered a threat and scoffed. Like a fool. But perhaps that was just to hide the dread.

"What are you, child?" he asked.

And Setsuna, in her fashion, did not answer.

She attacked and the Eastern Sun fled.

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So according to Sunrise...

(pic isn't mines, it's from twitter)

All of Pedomaru and Rin's interaction in the anime is now 100% confirmed romantic building and foreshadowing.

Sunrise's Pedomaru fell in love with a 11 year old peasant girl he resurrected on a whim and traveled with for a year as a liege. This is now the canon they are officially endorsing.

There is no more room for shipper coping, no more room for "b-but he fell in love with her after she MATURED!11" or any other nonsense that clearly made no sense. There was no "gap" for Rin to grow up on her own and "come to her own conclusions". Pedomaru was always there, Rin was always adored him as her savior and through his advances, she was coerced into thinking that adoration was romantic love.

Sesshomaru, a "mentally 19 year old" demon who is thousands of years old acquired romantic feelings for an 11 year old Rin. He actively pursued her romantically for years until she was capable of sexual reproduction and gave him children, who he all but threw away for 14 years to prevent his loli wife from becoming a scaley.

This is the Sesshomaru Sunrise manufactured from their sick desires. This is the extent of what they were willing to do to pander to a subsection of people that saw an innocuous, platonic and open-ended bond between a man and a child and wanted them to fuck.

I want to say I'm in awe, but this is something me and other antis have been discussing for over a year now. But to see it laid out in a way nobody can dare deny it now is another level of disturbing.

I can't even say "I told you so" because in this case, it literally means "Sesshomaru was just a pedophile all along"

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The real reason Kohaku doesn't go and talk about Rib in Trashahime.

Towa: Did you know my mother?

Kohaku: Rin? Yeah, we travelled with Sesshoumaru when we were kids an...

Towa: