[Lacy/30/TN-U.S.] Not quite sure what I'm doing. Mostly anime. Inuyasha, MLB, FMA:B,BNHA, etc. Enjoy ;)
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The plague doctors that the media has made really is the pinnacle of clothing. and its so sad to see what actual plague doctors were like
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I don't normally post photos or talk about the protest actions I participate in, but I was at the Chicago Stand Up For Science rally on behalf of my job recently and this sign took me out at the knees.
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Naraku is the most jobless motherfucker in feudal Japan
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Dragon like cloud over Mount Fuji at sunrise. By touyoui, Nov 2024.
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Reblogging my own oneshot because HOLY SHIT I REALLY DID SOMETHING WITH THIS ONE.
I got a random note on it and id forgotten what I'd written so I reread it
it did not dissapoint.
@inukag-week 2k24 Day 2!
Theme: Moonlight
"Stargazing"
The crackling of the fire didn't lull Kagome to sleep like it normally did. Tonight, she was restless. After a couple of hours of trying, and failing, she slowly extricated herself from the softly snoring Kitsune kit in her sleeping bag. Allowing the brisk early autumn night air to lead her, she decided star gazing might calm her mind.
Between their recent extra long stint in Onodera, her grandfather falling ill, and her Algebra finals, she was exhausted and stressed. And honestly just needed to connect with herself again. Recently she only felt like a tool for use.
Find that jewel shard. Bury that body. Perform those rites. Ace that quiz. Visit home. Go to the store. Go to the hospital. Study those equations. Bike faster. Aim higher. Write neater…
It was all very…
Overwhelming.
Barefoot, she walked until the fire was still visible, but no longer able to reach her. In either warmth or light, And she sat down.
Looking up at the millions of stars illuminating the sky along side a nearly full moon was enough to send a shiver along her arms. Truly a sight she missed in modern times.
“The fuck are you doin all the way out here?”
Well there went her silence.
She didn't even bother turning her head to the voice, knowing exactly who it was.
“I wanted to have some alone time. It's that too much to ask?” She huffed, a little miffed at the voices owner from his recent demand in pace and action.
“keh” He huffed, coming to stand behind her left shoulder. She could see the rustling of his red hakama pants in the edge of her vision, stopping at feet as bare as her own.
“You're gonna get sick, stupid. And that's the last fuckin’ thing we need.” he huffed again, this time moving his arms in a manner she couldn't decipher before the weight of his jacket thumped onto her shoulders.
“I'm going to be fine. And don't call me stupid!” She snapped, feeling a tightness in her throat she wasn't quite expecting.
And neither was he, apparently, because as quickly as it exited, he was in her face. Black brows knit down between spun gold irises.
“Please, Inuyasha. I'm just.. I just wanted a little bit to try and rest without being a disappointment for a while, okay?” Kagome turned her face away, the exhaustion and stress coming to a head and threatening to spill over.
“Now who called you that?” He looked dead serious, the high cheekbones highlighted from the beams as he stared.
“In not so few words, YOU.“ She turned to face him, now. Her bottom lip starting to quiver.
“YOU, Inuyasha. You've been running us ragged and blaming me for every delay. I can't walk fast enough. I can't bike fast enough. I can't get it together fast enough after helping a woman bury her child.
I'm annoying when I ask if we are able to get to the well soon. I'm annoying when I ask to take a bath after being covered in demon guts. I'm apparently insufferable when I ask for an hour or so to study before bed every other day instead of collecting materials for camp.
I can't DO THIS Inuyasha! I can't keep running interference every time Miroku pisses Sango off or when Shippo gets on your nerves. I can't keep babying you when Kouga gets a whiff and comes to once again ignore my boundaries. I can't be expected to bring supplies and my schoolwork all while Ji-chan is in the hospital and Sota needs someone to fix him lunches while mom goes to Kyoto. But HERE I AM.”
The tears are flowing freely as she gestures to the field in front of her, her hand shaking.
“STUCK about two days travel from the well. And every. Single. Time. I even mention needing to go home when you go to lead us off somewhere else on some rabbit chase, you snap at me!”
she points her finger into the tip of his nose, her gaze hardening.
“So how else am I supposed to feel Inuyasha? “
“First off.” He gently pushes her hand away, leaning slightly back on his heels.
“I never called you a disappointment. You figured that for yourself. And Second off, I been bustin our asses so YOU can.. So you can go home for longer this next time.”
his ears droop as he looks away from her, clawed finger picking at a loose string on the end of his sleeve.
“Cause I heard bout yer grandpa and you been really trying to do the shit in that book and you do it for so long yer eyes get bloodshot and you won't even eat when dinner is ready..” She looks back to him, listening carefully as her anger begins to subside.
“And you wanna help every fuckin’ sad sack this half of Hatakeyama. So o'course I let ya help cause I'm a piece of shit if we don't help bury a fuckin kid. But every day you just look worse and worse and the fuck am I supposed to do when I'm trying to get you back to your time so I can just sit and wait for you to come back to me!”
Their eyes meet and there's a moment of silence before even the darkness couldn't hide the flush that overwhelmed the hanyou's features.
Huffing, he spun on his heel and planted his butt firmly in the grass beside her, looking to the left, away from her.
“You were trying to help me.” she said, quietly.
“I've been putting so much on myself and you've been trying to help me get home quickly.. but I just thought you were criticizing me.”
Fresh tears welled as she buried her face in her knees, the exhaustion and stress finally winning the war on her heart.
“Hey! Hey.. c'mon. Don't cry over me. You've done much worse than assume shit about me. This don't mean a fuckin thing.”
He waves his hands, trying to get her attention.. but settling on pulling her into his side.
There, he let her cry until soft sniffles came few and further between.
“Inuyasha?” The smallest voice asked, looking down, he noticed her pink nose peering over the neck of his now snot covered jacket, muted in the moons glow.
“hnn?” he hummed, gazing down at her toes barely poking or from under the red expanse.
“Thank you. But in the future… can you just tell me you're trying to be nice?”
“keh. You act like I ain't always nice. Like right now. Cause I'm taking yer ass to bed.”
She gave no fuss as he stood, picking her up as he went, and carried her to the low fire.
Gently, he laid her in her still open sleeping bag, fingers brushing her bangs as her eyes fluttered shut.
“Go to sleep, Kagome.”
The rest of the night was spent watching over his friends, the moon his only company as her beams and his gaze meeting more often than not on the mess of inky black hair belonging to the woman he cared more for than his own need for a few hours of rest.
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New York City ballet production of Midsummer Nights Dream
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