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Day (Vessel) And Day (Knot) Of Inktober
Day³ (Vessel) and Day⁴ (Knot) of Inktober
There is red ink everywhere and it looks like a murder scene, and oh- my hands are stained red. Woo!
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GORGEOUS 😍
INUYASHING
It's soooo pretty!
Part Two of Lost in the Woods, lmao
Jokes on you
She ran; ran as fast as her human legs could carry her. Damn stupid newt! Why did this always happen to her? All she'd wanted was to pick a few blueberries for the road. Was that really too much to ask for?!
She'd left her bow back in camp because the damn thing was huge, and nothing seemed amiss. Wrong. So Wrong.
Sesshomaru stood hearing her heavy footfall and short winded cursing. What had the miko done this time? He lifted her kyudo bow and quiver, hearing the heavier crunch close behind her.
Bursting through thw tree line she barreled towards him. Skidding to a hault, she panted taking her bow and a single arrow from her quiver, "Thanks-"
He uprooted her from her place, holding her firmly against his chest plate as he'd moved far quicker than she ever could. The salamander's attack landing right where they'd been seconds ago, "Release my meal mutt."
If he was annoyed, he didn't show it-but Kagome was clearly not good at this game, "Who you calling mutt?" She grit her teeth in a harsh sneer, "I'd say yer mama, but you won't be around for that era!"
Sesshomaru's claws lit toxic green as he gently touched the tip of her only arrow, catching her attention. "Please miko," he scoffed, "The cur likely doesn't even know his mother. She likely knew the mongrol wasn't worth her time," he spoke as she notched the now toxic arrow.
She snorted a laugh, releasing the arrow, "HA! BURN!" She giggled to herself as her arrow struck true. Turning to smile at the demon whom still held her firmly high against his chest, "You get it right," she said with a grin. "You know, burn, like you've been served and well, dead now obviously," she smiled impishly waiting for his response.
A ghost of a smile reached his eyes, causing her to burst into a fit of giggles. Was it wrong that he was enjoying the weight of her body against his? That he found her odd sense of humor refreshing?
Was the miko melting him down? Because he sure as hell couldn't, she was immune.