blossomingbellflower

[blossomingbellflower]

ruining your mutual's life one thread at a time. / v1, template.

#||broken quiver: ooc|| #[lmao can't have fluff without heart wrenching pain and trauma thx]

[blossomingbellflower]

Inuyasha Episode 116: The Exposed Face of Truth

#||visage|| #||Dual Sided Mercenary : Suikotsu|| #[always love her saving Rin =w=and helping fluffy doggo when given the opportunity]

[blossomingbellflower]

I don't care if they're a genuinely nice person. If you call them blorbo, babygirl, little meow meow or the like, I'll punch you in the face until you grow some common sense, or better yet, die.

I'll call my muse whatever I like because she's the best. If you don't like it, you can see yourself out and do let the figurative door slam into you on the way out. Thx.

#||broken quiver: ooc|| #[what even is this lmao--] #[butthurt over something silly ok]

[blossomingbellflower]

*punches everyone not named [redacted] or Mike the Fairy in the face*

#||broken quiver: ooc|| #[i have no idea what's this supposed to be so???] #[and if you're trying to punch Kikyou lmao good luck]

[blossomingbellflower]

You tasted it. Isn't that enough? Of what do you ever get more than a taste? That's all we're given in life, that's all we're given of life. A taste. There is no more.

Philip Roth, The Dying Animal

#[Kik and love? Kik and happiness?] #[hahaha ;;; rip] #||musings and reflections|| #||about muse|| #||the solitary & weary miko: kikyou|| #||queue my soul||

[blossomingbellflower]

I think I'm falling for you😳

get up

#||about muse|| #[lmao XD especially pre-naraku kik-] #||the unyielding miko : kikyou|| #||musings and reflections||

[blossomingbellflower]

I really need to write out Kik's JJK verse. I realllly would love for her to have some interactions going there.

#||broken quiver: ooc|| #[huehue she is obviously going to be a sorcerer because powers--tho technically she can be a curse if i wanted to go that route]

[blossomingbellflower]

#||visage|| #||the unyielding miko : kikyou|| #[look how pretty uwu] #||queue my soul||

[blossomingbellflower]

💘

#||Art by OP|| #||Starcrossed lovers of beauty & tragedy: Inukik|| #[cuteee]

[blossomingbellflower]

Kikyou listened attentively to Belphegor, resting her bag on her desk before leaning her hips into the wooden structure. Arms folded across her abdomen as she contemplated the words being offered.

"Hmm.."

Just how confident was she in her abilities should--no--when they acted up again? Was her skill sets up to par? Perhaps if she had been actively strengthening her powers, then this would not be too much of a concern. But no, that was unfortunately not the case and it was her fault.

It was one thing to exorcise a weak spirit in the mortal realm and deal with demons in Devildom. Kikyou sighed internally, annoyed with herself. Though..how could she have anticipated becoming a teacher for demons? Even so, because of her abilities..she should have never permitted herself to become so slack. Even if she had her reasons, it was dangerous even in modern Tokyo.

"Well, what's done is done. I will simply have to be prepared for them when they or another set tries to cause chaos." And even if her abilities were not where it should be, Kikyou had faith in her creativity and wit. She will have to devise the appropriate measures in the interim--before things escalate to the point where one of the fearsome trio needs to intervene.

And this would probably involve speaking with Solomon or Simeon.

"While you may be right, Belphegor, I do not regret my decision. They can try again, but rest assured, it will not be an easy feat to terrify me. I may not be as proficient as I once was when it came to demons and supernatural creatures in my youth..but there are certain things that never change." Such as her personality and stubbornness. It would take more than a few deadly pranks from rebellious demons to get under her skin..especially since she made a decision to stay.

"Thank you for the cautionary words and advice. It will be fine~. For now, don't you have another class to go to? Or do you have a free period now?"

           ❛      of course i do. they're not like the guys you'd usually be around. ❜ belphegor replies frankly. ❛  those three are the ones who have managed to set an example profound enough to instil a fear for most to never even try such a thing around them. you, however, have offered them the perfect outlet to start it elsewhere. ❜ commonplace behaviour for most of his classmates following a new member of staff's introduction into their fold despite any warnings advising otherwise. it's not overly unexpected, in his eyes, but it isn't something he'd wish to see someone so kind go through without some sort of heads up.

he'd rather fall asleep in her class with some conscience on his mind, for one.

❛  the lack of action you present may make some of them avoid such behaviours for now, but you have told their friends that will know they can have a 'free chance' in your class. they are rather patient, given the circumstances, and will be more than willing to start a cycle to burden you down with. ❜ still, that might be too light of a way of putting it; he's heard of teachers running out for mere less once their weaknesses were exposed. ❛  while their punishments have never been right, it doesn't seem fair to not even suggest a detention in the meantime. ❜

#||dangaer|| #||ic|| #||Obey me||

[blossomingbellflower]

🏹 "Yes." Putting index and middle fingers together of her right hand, the miko focused her energies and mentally recited the incantation, which allowed her to summon her shikigami:Kochō and Asuka.

"You called for us, Mistress?"

"I have. Kochō, you are to follow Sesshomaru and assist them within your means, should they require anything. Asuka and I will follow suit a little later." The yellow robed shikigami nodded in acknowledgement of the instructions. "I will simply track you via Kochō . Asuka is in tune with the other's energy and we will follow that." So taking a piece of Sesshomaru was unnecessary and unneeded. While it was very plausible and another method of tracking, Kikyou opted for the least invasive option. She had no desire to pilfer material from their bodies--unless there was no other choice and it was a last resort. Thankfully for all parties, Kikyou had other routes before that ever became an option.

Kochō moved away from Asuka, to hover in the spacing between Jaken and Sesshomaru. The latter was given decent berth, having no intention of doing anything more than what her mistress instructed.

"If that happens to be the case, then move onto the next village. Whether this village was an anomaly or not, we cannot risk it." If the attacks were escalating in violence, they needed to get ahead of it. And even if it was not, arriving before hand was still beneficial for observations. "I will leave it to you, whether you desire to leave a messenger. Once you have Kochō , I'll be able to find you regardless of distance. For now, safe travels and I will catch up to all of you soon."

It would only when Kikyou was certain the trio had departed the area, would she lower herself back to the ground to rest. It was both a nuisance, as well as a blessing, to be back in a human body. Did she miss her clay body? No. What she did miss was her ability to go forward relentlessly, not hindered by basic physiological needs and desires.

And yet..it was not worth it. Kikyou would never voice it needlessly but..she was happy to be human again. Ecstatic and mildly annoyed, to have limitations. She was appreciative of many small and big things, now that she was once more flesh and blood; some of which she had yearned for as a clay doll.

Jaken had side glanced towards Sesshomaru at the mentioning of Inuyasha being pinned to the Tree of Ages, and when the other hadn’t moved to react, Jaken secretly sighed with relief in his head. He was still quite concerned when the Hanyo brother of his Lord was brought up within earshot of said Lord. “How fascinating it is that coincidentally you’ve been brought back to the world of living in increments of 50 years. Perhaps your fate has some kind of connection with that timeframe.”

In the night as all party members were to rest, it was evident to one of the Demons that Kikyo’s rest wasn’t quite so. It wasn’t difficult for a Demon of his caliber to know if someone had been restless, or otherwise not drifting into slumber. Jaken had blissfully fallen asleep, quite content in his safety so as long as a powerful priestess and his Lord were nearby as deterrents. Sesshomaru only need to close his eyes and relax his body to be able to function fine the next day.

Of course, it didn’t mean that he never required sleep, but this was but a temporary measure that could help him recharge his energy levels for a busy day. So when Kikyo had offered once more for the Demons to move ahead of her, he had assumed she said so after having weighed the pros and cons. If she could not get rest in their presence, she’d sooner become deadweight to them should she fall ill from exhaustion.

       ❝Very well, Jaken and I can proceed first. Do you have a method of locating us later?❞

Jaken had simply assumed that Kikyo had heard on the grapevine where Naraku had passed, but if she hadn’t, it did raise the question of how it was that Kikyo was confident that she could find them later. If she had a tracking spell, it was more curious how it functioned. Did it require any material from their bodies? If so, the imp could foresee his Lord being offended by the Miko secretly stealing something of himself to track him with.

Though true that it would be unsettling to know that part of him was taken without permission for the sake of a tracking spell, the Daiyoukai wouldn’t penalize nor blame the Miko for having done so- if that was how her ability to track them functioned.

The imp had kept an ear open as he’d moved to pack everything more compactly so that when they took to the air, the items wouldn’t fall from great heights. He’d also need to bundle himself better so the wind wouldn’t chafe his skin. The fur of his Lord’s mokomoko was warm, but it couldn’t completely protect him from the strong winds.

His Lord truly had thick skin for him to remain unbothered with the turbulent winds at high altitudes. After staking out the area, they could probably summon some of Sesshomaru’s retainers who would aid them in their quest of finding the next clue.

“If we happen to find the clue before your arrival, shall we stay in waiting or would it be best for us to move onwards to the next village? A messenger can be left in our wake to relay to you the message.”

After all, other villages will surely still be in danger of being attacked by the Saimyosho once more. There was no telling how swiftly they must act to move to the next village.

#||demon games part 2|| #||fangsofdestruction|| #||ic|| #[short but =v= / also kinda forgot what sora was protecting lskfms]

[blossomingbellflower]

🏹 "That only makes one of us.", she replied simply, for she was far from happy. Kikyou had toiled and struggled for the sake of humanity, sacrificed much of herself for others. And yet, her efforts seemed to be repaid with disappointment, suffering and pain. Why could she not be afforded peace? As grateful and appreciative to be able to feel warmth and blood flowing through her--she rather not experience it if it meant she could have remained in nirvana or properly reincarnate.

As for the culprits in question, they were merely unconscious and still alive. Barely. They would live to see another day--without the use of magic. It was fitting..considering the insult of resurrecting her and breaking the natural laws once again.

Plus, death was too easy of a punishment. Living was much crueler and more difficult to do.

"I am not returning to that village." Kikyou moved amongst the unconscious bodies, pausing to stop and pick up a bow, with an accompanying quiver.

That village..was no longer her home. It could never be again.

"..Is he? Then I am glad.."

Inuyasha's words, however, did give her pause--particularly the information pertaining to Naraku. There was an overwhelming sense of relief that manifested in a sigh that passed her lips. Mocha hues flickered to the heavens, the tension momentarily forgotten as she reveled in that piece of news.

He was finally defeated..as she knew he would. There had been no doubts that they would have accomplished the task. Still..hearing it..shifted something in her very soul and her lips tugged into a small smile. The void that hanyou left would always remain..but with his demise, there was a shred of light in her heart. The agony and bitterness he left, perhaps would never truly go away but..the news were enough to make things feel..a little bit lighter. Just a little.

With her back to him, a tear rolled down her cheek and she remained silent for a few minutes.

"However, that is all the more reason I will not return to that village..nor should Kaede be informed of this. It is better for all, if I remained dead." Everyone would be happier for it. Even if she did choose to return, it will only cause pain and tension. It would be difficult..even for herself..to watch her beloved with another.

Kikyou had played her part, acted cold and dismissive for a reason. That never meant, in any way, that she ever stopped loving him. She did what she had to..for him. For his future. And it had worked.

"May this be the last time we see each other and speak, Inuyasha."

❝ But you are and I am happy. ❞ How could he not be ? The woman he once loved is back. Sure, he moved on as she'd wished for him and he found happiness in Kagome, but they could remain friends. Inuyasha would be there for her - any way he could. He'd support her. He'd be a friend, a companion to lean on. What they had once was gone, but the closeness would always remain. That was true as he stood a respectable distance from her, observed her - flesh and bone. He could smell it - she was given life anew.

As the initial shock wore off on his end, he does take in the scene. Though she was alive, those bodies near her were not. He didn't need to witness it to know that her life came at a price. They attempted to control her and paid with their own lives. Fools. ❝ It's fine. We should get you back to the village. Everyone'll be happy to see you. You can rebuild your life along side us as a friend. ❞

He may be naive, but he will happily be so. Inuyasha was quick to offer such a plan, extending clawed hand in order to guide her there. ❝ I know Kaede will be happy. You should see it - the village is at peace. We've all settled down there - my friends and I. Things are . . . better now. Naraku is dead. ❞

No longer did Kikyou's soul need to wander in despair and anger. Inuyasha wanted to help her find peace and to do that, she needed support. He was willing to offer it with his friends by his side. She could move on and truly live as a woman.

#||inufangs|| #||ic|| #||post canon C||

[blossomingbellflower]

🏹 Kikyou observed the strangeness of the entity--both here and not here simultaneously. What a pitiful existence to say the least. "Do you truly believe that? Do you not think that as there is a way to leave you in such a state, there is one to remove you from it?" Her lips tugged upwards as she smiled at it--a smile devoid of sincere pleasantness but brimming with almost a savage cruelty.

"However, given your intentions and desires..it seems you do not wish to be freed of your suffering. Your thirst for vengeance, your anger will forever keep you in that empty void.", Kikyou replied simply, indifferent to the thrashing and raging of the being.

"To never die..what a tragic life. You will forever be alone."

||@museguided

Red eyes stared unblinkingly, his smile unchanged. The growling of impatient demons died away, allowing the forests to fall into a deathly silence. In the light she provided, his true form is a mirage barely perceived, an amalgamation of demon spirits unable to cross into the mortal world. Death will not come for him; he is already dead.

"Oh, if you could," Magatsuhi cackled as if it were a fantastic joke, his laughter carrying for far too long as his appearance faded through the shadows. "Understand, Priestess, that the being known as Magatsuhi will not know death. Even outside of that wretched jewel, the cycle of purities and impurities, light and dark, life and death continues on."

Yes, his existence will continue to be in some shape or form, even as their collective minds continue to deteriorate and meld together. Because the jewel was no more and yet his spirit was still cursed to linger between the planes. That is what caused him to believe that her soul, Midoriko's soul, lied dormant somewhere, as well.

"She knew of this. She knew and leaves us to this empty fate! I must find her," he seethed, blind to the priestess before him as he bared his fangs. "I will devour all of the light in this world to find her and devour her too. Priests, warriors, saints—none will be spared!" The horrid body thrashes, demons roar and scream as it rears its head back to strike. "This cycle will begin and end with us, forever once again!"

#||museguided|| #||ic|| #[ovo]

[blossomingbellflower]

I will never shut up about chapters 405-408. Shout out to @cati-art for the kind words that inspired me to draw more sesskik

#||art by op|| #||demonic pride & ethereal wrath: sesskik|| #[can’t believe I forgot their tag—need to go through my posts now and see if that’s correct] #[but yes their expressions are just perfect]

[blossomingbellflower]

Kikyou tilted her head, once again straightening and allowing the skirt to fall to the floor. Flawless legs stepped out of the fabric and her own hand slapped her own ass to prove the following point.

"Hmm unfortunately for everyone, no one is getting to touch this ass but me." Pivoting with ease, she smirked. "And I will never be obedient even if I desired to take that extra step."

Kikyou glanced at the money on the floor before turning once again--away and headed towards the pole. Flexible and nimble, she quickly wrapped one leg around the pole and spun, stopping only to push her breasts lewdly against it--making them bulge out in the bra, trapping the pole between them. Breasts jerked and slid effortlessly up and down, as she ground herself into the pole.

"While demons of your stature have earned money through the centuries, are you sure it is wise to be spending it like this? Not that I am complaining--but surely there are better ways to spend it, hm?"

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There she is.

And indeed there she was before him; glare emblazoned with such virulence that it made him agonizingly hard that had his hand not been where it was, it would have betrayed his stoic demeanor with how needy she made his cock throbbed.

"You said yourself, didn't you? You're not a good girl." He replied coolly, resuming the motion of his wrists as he stroked himself through his trousers, tracing the girth of his impeccable package.

"Why on earth would I ruin my hand over a naughty girl's ass when there's a good seven-eight pigs outside waiting for you after our little meet?" Taisho pauses to turn to his wrist watch with a slight curl of his lip. He had about a good hour and a half considering he wasn't a fan of rushing things.

"Well then, make your choice. Do you want to be daddy's obedient little good girl?" He pauses yet again, pulling two thick stacks of bills from his chest pocket and throwing it on the floor at her. "Cause it seems to me you're wanting daddy to come over there and spank you, sweetheart."

#||fluffyinupapa|| #||ic|| #||Modern stripper au||

[blossomingbellflower]

No matter the verse, Kik doesn't tolerate disrespect and can retaliate without the use of force if she so deems. Her power of presence is enough, that violence isn't necessary.

#||headcanons|| #[what a queen]

[blossomingbellflower]

Hazel hues observed the male, watching his response to her provocative motions. His reaction was not uncommon in this place but again, most males were not so confident in their arousal. His very body language exuded dominance and arrogance that probably served him well in his business.

He was dangerous or had the potential to be. After all, he was a demon and either a powerful one--or a smart one to achieve his position in society. Kikyou, however, had the inkling power and intellect walked hand in hand with this one. Not many women liked to perform privately for demons out of fear. Typically, they were coerced particularly if they were a high paying client.

For Kikyou, she did not hold that fear. Fear was not a luxury she could afford. If she had such a luxury, then this would not be her occupation of choice.

The pull caught the woman off guard, the fabric acting as a collar and leash, yanking her almost to her knees while a small choking noise slipped out.

Such were the dangers of entertaining--be it demons, humans or other inhumans.

Holding her neck, her eyes hardened angrily as she glared at him. "Fuck you.", she gasped out, taking a step back when he finally released the tie. A hand reached upwards and loosened her silken locks from the bun, her hair cascading down her back to stop just shy of her rear end.

"Demon or not, a patron or not, you do not get to do that.", she hissed, her heart understandably racing.

'Calm down..calm down..'

"Do that again without consent and I'll leave.", she warned.

If security were going to arrive, they would have by now...which means they were told to leave it. The woman won't be surprised if the owner was lenient of the transgressions..once he received his money.

Taking a deep breath to regain her composure, slender fingers combed through her hair as she leaned back. Feminine form arching and breasts pushing forward momentarily and popping off a few more buttons, before she straightened.

"And since when was I a good girl, hm? I never claimed to be such.", she retorted, finally slipping out of her blouse and dropping it to the floor. "Would you bend me over and spank me?." As if on cue, she easily spun on her heels and bent forward, slipping down the skirt to expose her smooth, tight ass and the thong that barely covered a thing.

"Never forget..you can give the orders but it is up to me if I choose to permit them."

♥

And though the rules dictate he mustn't touch what does not rightfully belong to him, Taisho wouldn't have made it in the big leagues if he couldn't bend the rules to his liking. But timing is always pertinent in every game that befall him — this was no different.

He watched her with great interest but not a stress on his expression came through. Stoic and elegant as ever, perhaps a tiny nuance over his mouth; a smirk, a frown, jaw tightened and his apple bobbed down his throat as she began kneading her breasts before him.

Taisho leaned further back into the chair and moved a hand down south cupping and tracing his visibly large apparatus painful hidden beneath his trousers. It throbbed to his touch, a delicate middle finger running through his length now given more leg room as he moved his hips a tad forward and relaxed on the seat.

The man was swift, swift in motion as he held the the tie he had asked her to wear around her neck. He tugged and pulled her closer, not an ounce of remorse or care if it was too sudden, too rough, or too anything for that matter.

"I said take it it off." Taisho scowled, eyes darting to her exposed bosom with a displeased lip while still seeing the bar somewhat still on. "You're not being a very good girl tonight."

He let the tie go to and placed his hand back on the arm rest. He turned to the door as if expecting to be reprimanded or evicted, but then again, he didn't actually touch her, did he? His tie, his property.

#||modern stripper au|| #||ic|| #||fluffyinupapa|| #||nsfwish tw||