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#1000000000% #Sango #polls

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💜💗💜💗 Amazing!!! Thank you for writing this lovely piece!

Protect

A late entry for Only You Sango Week - Battle ⚔️💓

Summary: As exhaustion begins to take over the gang during their latest battle, Miroku steps up to protect the one he loves. Takes place during the third Inuyasha movie "Swords of an Honorable Ruler".

While the movies aren't necessarily Canon, this Mirsan moment in the third movie is considered Canon to me 😍 Enjoy!

Read on Ao3 here! Preview below.

"What good is this cursed hand if I can't protect the woman I love?"

His words were soft yet resolute, a declaration that hung in the air, surprising Sango and leaving her momentarily speechless in the middle of their deadly battle.

The gang had been fighting tirelessly against Takemaru's army of the dead, but exhaustion was beginning to take its toll. The weight of the relentless assault was wearing them down, and their energy was fading rapidly.

Upon seeing his allies grow more and more exhausted, Miroku's eyes blazed with a mixture of determination and desperation. He watched as his warrior of a fiancée even struggled against her opponent, falling to the ground and nearly getting killed. Luckily, Inuyasha was able to intervene just in time, but the sight had frightened Miroku enough to want to put an end to the madness once and for all.

Full story here!

#Battle #sango #miroku #mirsan #mirsan fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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As the first Only You Sango Week comes to a close, we'd like to thank all of the creators and fans that contributed to making this event so special! Thank you truly from the bottom of our hearts for joining us in honoring our girl Sango with your beautiful and amazing art, stories, and meta. We couldn't have asked for more!

Please don't worry or stress if you wanted to participate and couldn't make the dates! We will continue to check the blog and follow the #onlyyousangoweek2023 tag, so feel free to use the tag and mention us in works you'd like us to share and shower with love! We'll never say no to more Sango content!

Thank you once again for an amazing Sango Week! See you next year! 💜💜💜

#don't cry because it's over smile because it happened #sure #okay #who are we kidding??? WE'RE DEFINITELY CRYING 😭😭😭 #parting is such sweet sorrow #sango #sango inuyasha #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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You have done our demon slayer queen justice!!! Her strength, skills, and determination really shone through. The action had us on the edge of seats until the very end!

This is a entry for @only-you-sango-week event Only You Sango week day 5: Battle.

Sango has been traveling for days, letting destiny guide her path.

A horned yellow monsters with claws comes out of the forest and attack Sango, whose managed to dodge it. As the monster come close, Sango ready her weapon Hiraikotsu, knowing that a battle has come. The monster attack, but Sango managed to jump back and throw Hraikotsu, striking the monster. While wounded, the monster refused to give up and changed at Sango.

The female demon slayer managed to get her sword out and block the monster claws. As she shrugged to not let the monster overpowered her, Sango see Hiraikotsu heading her way and she quickly lap over the monster, grab the giant boomerang, and slash the monster in two, killing it.

As the monster’s flesh dissolved, Sango look around to see if the monster was alone. Once it appear clear, Sango continue on her way as the monster body rot away.

#Day 5: Battle #battle #sango #sango fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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YESSSSS!!! Thank you for this glimpse into Sango's life as a girl in the modern era! Her mother's presence in her life made this extra special. Thank you for this unique take on this prompt! <3 <3 <3

This is a entry for @only-you-sango-week event Only You Sango Week day 6: Celebration. This is a modern day AU since I don’t think the medieval ages are a good time for a birthday celebration. I also feature my take on Sango and Kohaku’s mother, whose actually never appear in canon.

Sango wake up from her bed as her iPhone alarm goes up. She was having a strange dream of her being some kind of warrior in the past and big cat comes toward her when the alarm went off. After turning that alarm off, Sango start getting dressed.

Walking downstairs, her eleven year old brother Kohaku eating breakfast on the dinner room table as their mother is making breakfast. As their father is out in his military services, Sango’s mother have to raise her and Kohaku by herself.

Sango’s mother said as she lay down the girl breakfast, “I know a certain birthday girl whose turn sixteen today.” Her mothers words made Sango remember that today is her birthday, and she ask her mother, “Is dad coming over for my birthday?” Her mother pause for a moment before she answer, “I... I have not heard from your father, Sango.”

Sango head to her high school where her best friend Kagome was waiting for her.

At her home, Sango, her family, and friends have a birthday party for her. There is a birthday with the candles that read 16, to symbolize her age.

Sango blew out her birthday candles.

#Day 6: Celebration #celebration #sango #sango fanfiction #modern au #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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Your narration of one of MirSan's most special moments brought happy tears to our eyes! Their connection is truly special and they have a bright, beautiful future to enjoy alongside each other and their future family!

A fantastic finale to mark the end of this year's first Only You Sango Week 2023!

Aftermath V ⚔️

Happy Only You Sango Week Day 7! 💕

As @only-you-sango-week prompts us to look towards the future today, I am so happy to give you all the last piece of ⚔️Aftermath⚔️- focusing on Sango in one of the most pivotal moments of her life.

Read the finale of Aftermath ✨here✨ on Ao3!

Summary: In the aftermath of battle, Sango and Miroku are left to ponder what went wrong at the village of the demon women and pick up the pieces. Set in Episode 132: Miroku’s Most Dangerous Confession. ❤️‍🩹

And if this is your first time reading through this piece, you absolutely must see this beautiful commission for one of the earlier chapters created by the amazing @eliza-faust-diary! 😘

#Day 5: Future #future #mirsan #miroku x sango #sango #mirsan fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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"She hopes one day it’ll be bare skin she feels instead of prayer beads." 

Crying. Screaming. Dying for this line! This was magnificent! Can her love and desire to protect him be any more admirable? ASDNKNDEIURAKNDAKDNKASDNAD

Desire

I am super behind for my entries for @only-you-sango-week, but I wanted to post my story for Desire. I had the idea of Sango's desire for revenge morphing into something more along their journey to defeat Naraku. You can either read below or on a03.

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All Sango wanted was to defeat Naraku. To avenge her fellow slayers. To save Kohaku. She pushed her body beyond its limits day after day, desperate to slay the only demon who bested her. Who stole her sweet younger brother from her, forcing him to do unthinkable things.

Somewhere along the way, her motives changed. Like the tide slowly inches toward the shore, she was unaware until the waves were upon her, swallowing her whole. Pulling her under until she couldn’t breathe at the thought of life without him.

She kneels by his side, brows furrowed with worry. A soft wind tickles her eardrums, reverberating waves of dread pulsing through her body. Unthinking, she touches his hand. She hopes one day it’ll be bare skin she feels instead of prayer beads. 

Bending over his body, an overwhelming desire takes hold. She’s being selfish, pushing away thoughts of revenge for her family and instead focusing on slivers of hope that she can save the man she loves.

Tears cascade down her cheeks as she leans down, sealing his lips with the promise that she will do anything to save his life.

Even if it means sacrificing her own.

#Day 4: Desire #Desire #sango #miroku #miroku x sango #mirsan #mirsan fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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We are living for this AU!!! Please, we need MORE! 🙏🙏🙏

This is a entry for @only-you-sango-week event Only You Sango Week day 7: Future. This is a future science fiction AU in which Sango is a galactic bounty hunter.

In a planet in a district galaxy, far from a dead Earth, aliens go about their regular business in a bar, through a couple of dangerous looking ones are playing cards. Just then, a female humanoid in armor enter the bar and walk up the dangerous folks, whose stopping playing their game when they see the humanoid, whose ask a green alien with four arms and cat ears, “Dex Tektop?” The alien criminal Dex ask, “Who want to know, sweetheart?” Dex two alien partners laugh as the armored humanoid put out a hologram of Dex with a price on the table.

Looking at the hologram, which read ‘Wanted: Dex Tektop. Crimes: destruction of property and theft.’ Dex and his gang realized the identity of the woman as one of the alien, a short blue harry one, said, “Oh no, Dex. You got a bounty hunter.” Dex reply, “I can see that, boys.” The four arms alien flip the table, causing the bounty hunter to step back, only for Dex to run out the door.

Heading outside, the bounty hunter throw a giant boomerang and it managed to catch Dex, allowing her to capture her bounty.

After turning in Dex and inside her ship, which she set to autopilot, the bounty hunter take off her helmet to revealed herself as a young Japanese woman with green marks on her face, which is signs of her being a half human. The woman remove her armor and bow to a altar with a drawing of a woman similar to the bounty, “I, Sango, thank you ancestor whose is also named Sango for passing your skills to me.” Sango then head to bed.

#love the way you interpreted this prompt too! #Day 7: Future #future #sango #science fiction au #sango fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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Babiessssss 💛💗💛💗 Kirara looks so happy! Just look at her smile! There's no stronger or purer love than love between a girl and her badass fighter kitty. They're lovely Feen!

Connection

@only-you-sango-week A late entry for day three. I love their bond 💗

#Day 3: Connection #connection #Sango #Kirara #Sango and Kirara #only you sango week #Sango fanart #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousangoweek

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😍😍😍 So romantic! How thoughtful of Miroku to get Sango such a meaningful gift! The way he pays attention to her and remembers every little detail of her! It's so sweet! And that ending was the icing on the birthday cake! 💜💜💜

Unexpected Treasures🎊🌸🎉

Happy Day 6 of Only You Sango Week! Thank you to @only-you-sango-week for hosting such a wonderful birthday celebration for our favorite demon slayer! 🎉

To celebrate Sango's birthday today, @skyelara & I are so happy to give you our newest one-shot, 🌸 Unexpected Treasures🌸, available on Ao3 today!🎊

Summary: On her first birthday since the slaughter of the slayer's village, Sango finds some unexpected comfort from her closest travel companion. 🫶

Preview below the cut 😘

“Thank you, Miroku.” Her voice was barely above a whisper. Barely audible over the sound of the waves crashing around them.

“Happy birthday, my dearest Sango.”

She snapped her head up to meet his gaze again. She opened her mouth to protest, to deny, to ask him how the hell he knew, but stopped. An emotion she didn’t recognize flickered in his dark, turbulent ocean eyes. The affectionate grin on his lips softened as her eyes searched his, stealing the air from her lungs all over again.

He would be the death of her. Or maybe bring her back to life.

“How did you know?” she breathed out.

“Well, I didn’t know for sure, but I knew it’d be around this time, and I had a hunch after seeing you so down the last couple of days.”

At her questioning stare, he continued. “I remembered you told us the story about your twelfth birthday. When you finally got into solo combat for the first time. Based on what you told us, I pieced together that it must be in this season.” He paused for a moment, fingertips brushing against hers. Testing the waters. “I thought it might be hard on you this year, with everything that’s happened. I thought you might be missing home. So, when you were quieter the last few days, I thought it must be close. Then, you left to go out on your own so I had a feeling it was today.”

Her head was spinning. Mind reeling. He noticed that much about her? He remembered that story she’d told late one night, campfire light flickering around them? Did he…care that much about her?

Shyly, she asked with confusion lacing her voice, “You…you remember that?”

“Of course. I remember everything you tell me.” He paused to look over her briefly, a grin erupting on his face before continuing. “Especially the important things,” he added with a wink.

#Day 6: Celebration #celebration #mirsan #miroku x sango #mirsan fanfiction #sango #miroku #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousango #fanfiction

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MY HEARTSU 🤧🤧🤧💜💜💜 With time she'd surely see what a blessing it is to have been given the chance to lead a wonderful life and grow old with the man and friends that love her! Thank you Feen! 🥰

Roots

For @only-you-sango-week , a late entry for day 1. I wanted to do so much more but time got away from me so badly. I hope to go back and do some more later. For now, here is my meager Drabble

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Her children were growing, no longer pulling her hems, demanding just one more story to fall asleep.

Hiraikotsu took a little more effort to throw now, and often her shoulder would smart for days after throwing it.

The roots of her hair were growing in gray.

Sometimes when she washed clothes with Kagome, her friends lingering youth from marrying a man with yokai blood made her heart frown.

Her best friend was leaving her behind.

But then Miroku would come home from a long day giving blessings, his own eyes creasing just like hers, and she wouldn’t change a thing.

#Day 1: Roots #roots #sango #sango fanfiction #onlyyousango #onlyyousangoweek2023

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LOOK AT HER SHE'S AMAZING 😍😍😍 AND SO BADASS. Love this idea!!!

Sango-Future

I should do my irl works but it was bugging me so here’s my sketch about Sango. I couldn’t decide ‘Future’ means her future or Sango in the future, so I reached out to my favourite presentation of her in the future as a Kendo instructor. I’d like to thank all of you fanfic writers who gave us this vision of her. 🥰🥰🥰

And because I absolute adore Inuyasha and Sango’s relationship and I’m sure they’d be the perfect business and workout partners here are they as a bonus:

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#Day 7: Future #future #sango #sango fanart #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousango

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Ahhhhhhh this was lovely to read! Their friendship is just so special and pure and Sango finds so much support and love in Kagome 💜💜💜 Thank you so much for your insight into their connection in the form of this beautiful story!!!

Only You Sango day 3: connection

The sun was just beginning to sink below the horizon as the group finished setting up camp for the evening. By now, Sango had grown accustomed to the usual routine: spend all day searching for jewel shards, battle any demons and humans alike to obtain them, then continue on in their search. At first, she only agreed to this living arrangement out of pure convenience. Sango was no fool. She knew what she was up against, and this was an enemy she knew would require more than just her own muscle and skill to bring down. And now that she was all alone in the world, no family for village to run back to, what choice did she really have?

 White hot rage burned deep in her core, anger fueling her drive to exact vengeance for the fallen, but she knew revenge would only be possible if she worked alongside others who shared in her vendetta against Naraku. However, with each passing day Sango found herself slowly warming up to the ragtag group she traveled, fought, and bled with. Getting over her initial hatred and distrust towards Inuyasha was surprisingly not as difficult as she thought it would be after learning the truth about the web of deception she got tangled in, and how he himself was also a victim. 

Still a little wary, she came to learn that the half-demon, monk, and kitsune child in her party were trustworthy companions. Although Inuyasha’s gruff attitude and short temper could be rather annoying, Miroku’s womanizing ways incredibly off-putting, and Shippo’s almost constant instigating tiresome at times, Sango began to feel a strange sort of comfort in their presence around her and found herself relying on them in more ways than one. Then there was Kagome, the girl from 500 years in the future. 

This was one relationship Sango felt both apprehensive and excited about. Before that fateful day at the castle, Sango was well respected among her people. Her exceptional skills earned her high regard and praise from even the most seasoned demon slayers; however, being the only female in the village to have such an occupation often left her feeling isolated from the other village girls. Sure, none of them were ever mean to her. If anything, it seemed many of them admired her courage and strength. Yet still Sango never felt like she fit in with them, and simply accepted that detachment from normalcy as a part of her role among the slayers. But now gazing across the fire towards the girl dressed in unusual clothing, Sango realized this was a connection she yearned to come to fruition. 

Kagome currently had her face buried in one of her futuristic objects which she called a “textbook” while writing down something on another paper with a strange looking writing utensil, a practice that bewildered Sango in the beginning. She had never seen ink of such bright, vibrant color, and some of her textbooks contained writings in scripts she did not recognize. How this young girl knew so much about so many different things, Sango could not comprehend, though she was intrigued. Absentmindedly stroking Kirara’s fur, she decided now was as good a time as any to learn more about the mysterious yet kind-hearted girl who convinced her to join them on their quest. Tentatively walking around the fire to move closer, Sango took a deep breath and sat down. “Hey Kagome! What’s that you’re working on?” 

She looked up from the book she was focused on and offered Sango a warm smile. “Oh, hi Sango! I’m studying for a math test I have to take next week. To be honest though none of it is making sense to me. I’ve missed so much school lately, it’s going to take a miracle for me to pass.” Kagome sighed a little dejectedly before setting her book and pen aside. Wanting to reassure her new friend but not knowing what she could say to help, Sango figured the best way to get to know her was to ask. “Well I’m sure you must know more than you give yourself credit for,” she began while glancing over her writings. “Just looking at that is making my head spin.” Kagome let out a light laugh and muttered her thanks, then shifted to start packing her things back into her large yellow backpack. 

“So…. just how different are things from where you come from?” Smooth, she cringed inwardly. There was so much about Kagome and the time she came from that fascinated Sango to no end, and she had no idea where to begin to ask. Luckily, Kagome didn’t seem phased. Maybe Sango was just overthinking things. She sat in awe as Kagome launched into a long tangent about the modern (well..future) education system and how civilization has made incredible advancements in technology, such as the creation of electricity, television, and air travel. Knowledge of the universe: how the Earth revolves around the sun and how humans have walked on the moon. Kagome at one point even pulled out a small metal object with a small glowing screen she said was called a “cellphone.” 

“You mean to say that if I had one of these, we could communicate even if you were in Kaede’s village and I was at my home village?” Sango couldn’t believe any of what she was hearing, everything she learned about the future sounding more impossible than the last. Kagome simply laughed, finding her genuine curiosity endearing. “Well, it wouldn’t exactly work here because they need satellites in order to actually make calls or send a text message.” Satellites, instant messaging, moving pictures, space travel… Sango’s brain was wrapping around itself trying to understand all the things Kagome had taught to her. Though much of what Kagome explained Sango did not fully grasp, she found herself mesmerized by the wonders of Kagome’s world. “So why do you keep coming back to our time? The future sounds so exciting! You aren’t being hunted by demons every day and it seems you’d have everything a person needs and more.” Inuyasha’s scoff didn’t go unnoticed. 

Kagome rolled her eyes before offering a soft smile while gazing out calmly to the forest, a thoughtful look in her eyes. Kirara suddenly trilled and hopped over onto Kagome’s lap, rubbing her forehead against her side prompting a laugh between the two girls. Reaching down to pet the little fire cat, Kagome met Sango’s eyes. “Well, I am the one who shattered the jewel in the first place,” she trailed off, slightly ashamed. “And it wouldn’t feel right leaving everyone behind to deal with the aftermath. Besides, Naraku has ruined countless lives, so I want to do everything in my power to help put a stop to him before he hurts anybody else.” Sango felt a glow of pride bloom towards her new friend. Here was this girl who came from a life of unimaginable luxuries choosing to risk her life for the sake of others. “Also, I kind of like how much quieter it is during this time. The air is so much fresher and I love being surrounded by nature! Cities might sound cool but they can be very overwhelming…Just ask Inuyasha.” Who in turn shot the two a glare, causing them to burst out laughing. Sango could only imagine the amount of chaos he has probably caused in her era. 

The two continued chatting quietly as the night wore on, Shippo and Kirara long since fallen asleep. Kagome pulled out another device that Sango was surprised to discover played music after pressing a button. The unfamiliar sounds of peculiar futuristic instruments filtered softly in the clearing as Kagome continued her game of show and tell, pulling out an array of colorful, shiny things that Sango wouldn’t be able to name even if she tried. The fire was beginning to die down when both girls started to feel their eyes getting heavy. The two had moved on to more personal topics, though nothing too heavy: likes and dislikes and some happier family stories. Sango promised Kagome she would teach her some basic self defense fighting in exchange for a manicure as she inspected the three little glass bottles of polish that Kagome had found at the bottom of her bag. Conversation slowed and the need for sleep became apparent when Kagome started nodding off in the middle of telling the story about when Miroku stole her bike, and how confused she was that he was able to ride it right away. For the first time in what seemed like forever Sango felt herself truly laughing and smiling, the depth of her appreciation for her new friends taking some of the weight off of her shoulders.

Sango had everything that she loved taken from her in a single moment, her entire world flipped upside down. She stood alone in the burning wreckage of her former life, lost in her grief and fury consumed by her hunger for vengeance. Moving her gaze across the faces of her new friends as they slept, she felt rejuvenated despite her exhaustion and vowed silently to herself that not only was she fighting for the family she lost, but also for the family she found. She knew that her heart can never fully heal from the pain of losing Kohaku, but despite the pain she began to feel some of the broken pieces mend together. Words would never be able to express how grateful Sango was to Kagome for bringing her in, and giving her the chance to make these connections that she knew she would cherish for the rest of her life as long or short as it may be.

#Day 3: Connection #connection #sango #kagome #onlyyousangoweek2023

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Miroku is just so mesmerized by her! How could he not be, she's got it all as you depicted so eloquently! 💜💜💜 Thank you for this gift to the Sango and Mirsan fans!

Clandestine Chapter 13 💕

Happy Only You Sango Week!💗 To celebrate Day 5, @skyelara & I are are excited to bring you another update of Clandestine! (Told you making it a drabble fic again would pay off 😘) Read Chapter 13 of Clandestine ✨here✨ on Ao3!

For today's Battle theme from @only-you-sango-week, we looked at the battle against Juromaru and Kageromaru, where Sango was the brains behind the gang's victory, and we wondered just what our beautiful warrior might look like through the eyes of a certain companion 👀

#Day 5: battle #mirsan #miroku x sango #sango #miroku #mirsan fanfiction #inuyasha fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek #onlyyousangoweek2023

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OMG SHE'S JUST GORGEOUS YOU HAVE BLESSED THESE EYES 💜💜💜 Thank you!

Sango's portrait for the Battle prompt from @only-you-sango-week !

#Day 5: Battle #battle #sango #sango fanart #fanart #onlyyousangoweek #onlyyousangoweek2023

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AJ YOU QUEEN THIS WAS PERFECTION

Your SessSan is whewwwwwww 🔥🔥🔥💜💜💜

We’ll say this is for Connection, cause I got half a drawing for desire. And. I’m late. ✌️🤪 @only-you-sango-week

A little smutty but 🥰🥰

There was no explaining this away.

Every burning kiss that drifted from her collar down rolled like hot oil as his grip upon her hips made her world feel hazy.

In the back of her mind, something whispered that this was wrong. However it’s voice was so feeble she had been content to say she hadn’t heard it at all. When his mouth moved along her skin with an intention that left her heart pounding and her clit pulsing, it was all too easy to claim to have heard nothing at all.

But the glaring differences between her lover and the man who intended to destroy her made her stomach flutter in a way that almost felt uncomfortable. It made her consider pulling away while she had the chance. Before things went ‘too far’. Perhaps she could not erase the taste of Sesshomaru’s mouth upon hers, but there was solace to be found in ‘at least’. If she ripped his hands from her skin, and tucked her bare breasts—rosy and attentive from the treatment they’d already received—back behind her kimono, she could come clean. She could say that, at very least, she hadn’t slept with the youkai.

Not a word left her lips though. Nothing intelligible at least. Sesshomaru was damn good at everything he did, and when his face was buried between her legs she could do little more than run from the sensation that left her babbling and utterly spent .

He didn’t warn her of his intentions. There was no question of if she was ready or sure— perhaps if there had been, she would have insisted that they stop while they were ahead. She would pay her debt, invoke a pleasure from him that would leave his chest heaving and his face red, but she would have done so with her tongue and fingers—not her very core. If he’d asked she would have remembered that her essence was meant for Miroku. Maybe, maybe, maybe , she wouldn’t have opened her legs wider. Maybe she wouldn’t have spread the lips between her hips with two shaking fingers, or eased herself towards him.

But he hadn’t asked. He hadn’t said a word and she was quickly swallowed whole.

When the time came she thought that, maybe, she’d say ‘At least it was only once.’

But he was insatiable. He rearranged her, leaving his mark along her hips and back and throat. Teeth and nails were used liberally.

So she thought that, with her face pressed against the hard dirt, her scalp screaming from where he tugged her hair, at least he’d spread his semen along her back and thighs. There was no risk of pregnancy. She had betrayed Miroku so wholly, but at least her first child would be his.

But Sesshomaru quickly ran out of real estate. He needed to coat her in her entirety, and she couldn’t say no when his amber eyes bore into her very spirit.

When the youkai set her free, his naked body glowing in the moonlight, Sango thought… ‘at least I do not love him’.

But then he was bundling her up in his fur, a stark contrast to the man who’d spit in her mouth and called her a whore. The hands that brushed her hair back were the same ones that choked her while she came violently on him.

When his mouth came down over hers, gentle and loving, Sango realized that she was out of ‘at leasts’.

#Day 3: Connection #connection #sesssan #sango #sesshomaru #sango x sesshomaru #sesssan fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023 #onlyyousango

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On the phone with the fire department as we speak!!! HOTTTTT 🔥🔥🔥🚒👨‍🚒

Shameless 💋❤️🌹

Happy Day 4 of Only You Sango Week! ❤️

For the Desire prompt from @only-you-sango-week, I have a very special treat. A lovely little plot bunny from @yukinon-writes grew into an unstoppable force, and I'm THRILLED to launch my very first series, ❤️Middle of the Night❤️, with Chapter 1 of my new three-shot, Shameless! 💋

Read it 🔥here🔥 on Ao3 today!

Middle of the Night will consist of concurrently releasing three-shot fics where we explore the secrets of an abandoned castle as Sango grapples with a very confusing, overwhelming, and uncontrollable new desire, and Miroku makes sense of the disturbing visions plaguing him every night. ⛩️🥀🔥

#Day 4: Desire #sango #miroku #mirsan #mirsan fanfiction #fanfiction #onlyyousangoweek2023