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eliza-faust-diary · 7 months
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It's the last day of MirSan Week, and I want to share a commissioned illustration to @violetasteria 's speed-dating story "The Bet". Read it HERE on AO3!
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loveofmirsan · 8 months
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MirSan Week 2023 💜
We had so much fun celebrating our favorite taijiya this past week with @only-you-sango-week! We hope you'll join us as we keep the love going next month with MirSan Week 2023! 💞
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Join us in exactly one month as we celebrate 15 loving years of marriage between our favorite monk and demon slayer with themes pulled straight from both the modern and traditional wedding anniversary gifts.
🫐 Dates: October 9th - 15th 🫐
Themes:
10/9 | Paper & Clocks
10/10 | Cotton & China
10/11 | Leather & Glass
10/12 | Fruits & Flowers
10/13 | Wood & Silver
10/14 | Iron & Candy
10/15 | Linens & Lace
Make sure to tag us @loveofmirsan and tag your posts #weekofmirsan2023 so we can share in the love of all of your amazing creations 💜💕
🍂If you have any questions, please feel free to ask! Some FAQs are listed below the cut!🍂
We're so excited to fall in love with MirSan all over again with all of you this fall 💞
FAQs:
Do I have to use both of the prompts for a day? No, definitely not! The prompts are there to help with inspiration, so please feel free to use both, either, or even neither if you prefer!
Can I post within a story I already am writing or does it have to be its own story/oneshot? You can post any MirSan fic you'd like! Whether that's new or something you have already been working on - even our mods are expecting to use some of the theming to update their own longstanding WIPs, so absolutely feel free to do the same!
Do I have to participate in all days? Of course as avid MirSan fans, we'd love to see work on all of the days, but it's definitely up to you how much you'd like to post! Only have the bandwidth for a single day - great! Only a couple days worth of drabbles - that works too! The whole week except the last day - wonderful! It's 100% your call 🙂
When do I have to post/will it count if it's late? If the listed dates don't work for you, you are, of course, more than welcome to post whenever you are able, we will always reblog even if it's outside of the official event dates! We'd never say no to more MirSan!!💜
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violetasteria · 7 months
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Pieces 📜🖋️🕸️
HAPPY HAPPY HAPPY MIRSAN WEEK! 💛🖤
To kick off the BEST WEEK OF THE YEAR, and just in time for spooky season, I am thrilled to finally share with you the beginning of the other 🌙Middle of the Night🌙 work, Pieces !📜
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Written especially for the Paper prompt from @loveofmirsan, Pieces slowly reveals the tragic history of Yamikuro Castle as Miroku investigates the troubling visions of the mansion’s former residents coming to him at night. 🕯️
Read it 🔥HERE🔥 on Ao3 today!
Middle of the Night will consist of two 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. ⛩️🥀🪦
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fawn-eyed-girl · 2 years
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Failure to Communicate: A @weekofmirsan story Final chapter, now live on Ao3!
Hello everyone! I am so pleased to bring you the final chapter of Failure to Communicate, which is my contribution to this week's @weekofmirsan event! The prompt for the final day is Sensual/Pink, and I wanted Sango to have the chance for a little body worship of her own, because Miroku is fine 😅
Thanks so much for reading, and I hope you enjoy this final chapter 💜
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mrfeenysmustache · 7 months
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Cotton
For @loveofmirsan’s MirSan week!
I just know Miroku would be so so excited for any new babies.
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kazaanaxtaijiya · 7 months
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Forgive Me, Hiraikotsu
Written for @loveofmirsan Mirsan Week 2023 — Day 3 Leather 🪃 Set after Episode 12 of Inuyasha: The Final Act, Sango works on attaching the leather binds on Hiraikotsu after almost losing her prized weapon for good.
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Check out on AO3 here!
Sango sat cross-legged on the soft grass near a tranquil stream, carefully attaching the leather bindings to her newly restored Hiraikotsu as her companions set up camp nearby. The sun was beginning to set, casting a warm, orange glow over the land. It had been a long and emotionally charged day, etching memories that seemed to linger.
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otaku-108 · 2 years
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~~Promise~~
Promises & Gold ❤️
@weekofmirsan
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skyelara · 8 months
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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.
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viva-el-belt-libre · 2 years
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Fleet Week - Day 2: Friendship day
Oh yeah! This is it, my kind of fic!
There are so many good friendships in the series, and I went with InuYasha & Sango. Because I'm a sucker for dog boy having to adjust to his friend being a mama.
As usual, shout out to @inu-mothership for the event, and @hanmajoerin for helping me make it better.
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Kick
By then, Sango was used to having her stomach touched by everyone.
As her belly grew, so did the attention she received from everyone around her. 
Miroku, who was already a very touchy husband, became even more so the minute she announced her suspicions 6 months previously. He managed to mostly control himself when they were in public, but as soon as they were alone, his hands would fly over to her stomach, trying to feel any and every movement happening inside. He didn’t give her a break, not even at night: he now slept exclusively with his arms around her middle, which sometimes got him an elbow on the ribs from time to time when Sango needed to move.
The children were by far the most openly excited, greeting her hands first everyday. Shippou assigned himself the duty of “baby monitor” ever since he was the first–and only–one to detect two heart beats, signaling the presence of twins, months ago. Everyday he would press his pointy ears to her belly and relay what he could hear, always proud of the job only he could do. 
Kaede touched her periodically out of midwifery duty, and instructed Rin on how to do the same, and what to look for while doing it. The girl could barely contain her elation to be following through and learning so much with her first ever pregnancy, each lesson being punctuated by exclamations of wonder, some bouncing in place, and the occasional clapping. 
Other villagers always arrived full of questions. The children surrounded her with touches, wanting to know when they would meet their new playmates, while the older women asked about how she was doing, gently placing their hands on her stomach and recalling their own past pregnancies.  
Before their battle with Naraku ended, she would have avoided the interactions with scrutiny, she couldn’t deny it was enjoyable being the center of attention in this situation. Everyone seemed interested and excited about the babies.
Everyone, that is, except InuYasha.
He kept saying he wasn’t interested whenever she asked, but InuYasha had never been much of a good liar. Sango would catch his ears twitching and perking up whenever the subject of the babies came up, and he gave sideways glances whenever he thought nobody was paying attention. It was endearing how much her friend was genuinely attentive to the matter, and she truly wanted him to be part of it, but as long as he thought she was only asking on his behalf, he would dodge it, out of… embarrassment? If Kagome was here, she might be able to tell her why he acted this way. Sango wasn’t entirely sure as to why he kept depriving himself of the involvement he clearly wanted, but in the end, the reasons didn’t matter. She would find a way to include him one way or the other. 
It finally happened on a late afternoon when they were alone: Sango was hanging the freshly washed laundry, and InuYasha was by her side.
“Just sit down and let me do it. Miroku shouldn’t let you work like this.”
“I’m pregnant, not armless. I can still handle laundry.”
He huffed, but didn’t move to take the basket out of Sango’s hands. He just watched as she worked until she laid the load down and moved to sit on a nearby rock to rest.
“See? You get tired too easily now.”
“As far as I know, getting a little tired from carrying these two around isn’t life threatening. I swear, I’d die of boredom if you had it your way.”
InuYasha huffed again, and quietly made his way to her side.
They sat in a comfortable silence for a few minutes, Sango choosing her next words carefully.
“They really seem to be moving a lot today,” she said with a sigh and a hand on her belly. “InuYasha… do you want to feel the babies?”
His face flushed.
“N-no. Why would I?”
Sango reached out to grab his nearest wrist. “It would mean a lot to me if you did,” she said, guiding his hand to her stomach.
InuYasha tried to squirm away as his palm made contact with the material of her clothes.
“I really don’t–holy shit was that a foot!?!”
Sango looked down, trying hard to contain her laughter at the genuine wonder of her friend feeling the babies for the first time. “Yes! Or a hand, I don’t know, they move too much.”
“Fuck… does it hurt?” he asked, moving both hands to her stomach, eyes wide like a child’s and glued to her, as if she could burst at any moment.
“Not really, unless they kick my ribs or something like that.”
“It’s so weird…”
“Super weird,” she nodded. “Houshi-sama says they’ll be born slayers since they’re already practicing their attacks.”
“Are they always like this?”
“Like what?”
“So kicky?”
She chuckled. “Not really, but they seem to react to some things. Like Houshi-sama’s voice. Kirara and Shippou seem to make them more active too. I guess they can sense the youki.”
InuYasha didn’t say anything for a while, pondering what Sango had just said.
“Do you think they’ll hate me?” He asked quietly, almost too quiet to hear.
Sango smiled.
“No. I think they already love you.”
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eliza-faust-diary · 7 months
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Expecting… (Redraw of my 2021 MirSan art) Happy MirSan Week 2023 once again 💜❤️
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loveofmirsan · 7 months
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🍂MirSan Week 2023 Starts Tomorrow🍂
Who's excited for tomorrow? 🙋‍♀️🤩
We can't wait to fall in love with MirSan all over again with you all this week! 💞
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Join us this week as we celebrate 15 loving years of marriage between our favorite monk and taijiya with themes pulled straight from both the modern and traditional wedding anniversary gifts. 🎉
🫐 Dates: October 9th - 15th 🫐
Themes:
10/9 | Paper & Clocks
10/10 | Cotton & China
10/11 | Leather & Glass
10/12 | Fruits & Flowers
10/13 | Wood & Silver
10/14 | Iron & Candy
10/15 | Linens & Lace
Make sure to tag us @loveofmirsan and tag your posts #weekofmirsan2023 so we can share in the love of all of your amazing creations all week long 💜💕
🍂If you have any questions, please feel free to ask! Check out our FAQs here!🍂
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violetasteria · 7 months
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Falling For You 🍂
Happy (late again) Day 6 of MirSan Week! ❤️🤎🧡
For the Candy prompt for @loveofmirsan, I couldn't resist the urge to play into some fall fun. And play right into the Fall theme of MirSan Week this year! 🍬🍁
It's a little last minute, but I threw together this little fall-flavored one-shot for you all, with all the joys of fall from theme coffee drinks to candy apples to haunted corn mazes! It was SUPER fun to play into the season, and I hope you all enjoy! 🍎☕️🎃
🍂 Read Falling For You on Ao3 Here Today! 🍂
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fawn-eyed-girl · 2 years
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Failure to Communicate Chapter 1, now live on Ao3!
Hello everyone! In honor of @weekofmirsan, I am so pleased to bring you a brand-new MirSan story. It's been awhile since I've written them, but this one was lots of fun to put together 💜
Seven chapters. For seven days of MirSan. I hope you enjoy!
Story Summary: When Sango misinterprets something she sees at a party, she refuses to talk to Miroku again, in order to save herself a broken heart. But when Miroku keeps texting her, can she really stay away?
Or: five times that Sango ignores Miroku's texts. And one time that she answers.
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mrfeenysmustache · 2 years
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Ponytail/Brown
For day 4 of @weekofmirsan!
Word count: 100
Sometimes when she really wanted to drive him crazy, she kept her hair up in her ponytail.
All day it would swing around behind her as she walked and worked, brown hair gleaming in the sun, and he would watch it, watch her, flames of love and lust smoldering in his soul as he waited for the sun to go down.
The village would fall asleep around them, and the moon would climb higher and higher as she slowly puttered around tidying up, a smirk on her face and a swing in her hips.
And then finally she was his.
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pumpkinfiction · 2 years
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Parenting.
Summary:
Moroha moved out around a year ago, Ichiki about a month. Kagome experiencing the pain of the empty nest so Inuyasha makes it his mission to track down his kids and get full reports for his wife.
You can also read it Here Ao3. Fanfic.
Oh and don’t forget to check out the amazing fanart by @nectarine500! Here.
Inuyasha was desperately trying to breathe. Opening his eyes and putting on his stone face he turned to look at his eldest who was finding the ground very interesting.
“Moroha," Inuyasha's voice was stern and slightly threatening, doing his damn best not to yell. "Please tell me you’re not in debt."
“Uh-“
The growl that rumbled from his throat was low as he watched his daughter pray to the gods for something to say. Don’t. Yell.
“Okay. Tell me you're not in debt so I don’t have to go back home and tell your mother you’re in debt.”
“I'm not in debt?”
Moroha put on her best smile and looked up at Inuyasha with wide innocent golden eyes, ah the cute tactic. Basic.
“Oh cut the crap Moroha! Your mother uses that look so much that I’m immune!”
Okay now Inuyasha was yelling-
“The hell Moroha? Your brother is the one who finds trouble so when your mother sent me to go check up on you fools I thought you were going to be the easy one!”
This wasn’t what he was expecting, Moroha had been traveling along with Hisui and his twin sister slaying demons for at least a year now, they would visit home sometimes or write a letter so the parents believed everything was okay. It’s been a good month since Ichiki, his youngest, set off on his own, now sixteen and Kagome missed her babies. So with enough tears and love she convinced Inuyasha to go find and check up on them. Moroha was supposed to be his easy case, she was skilled in fighting and had as Kagome would say “street smarts” or whatever the hell that meant. Ichiki on the other hand fought from a distance and was stronger in the brains department and in a world full of demons that would love to make a meal out of a quarter demon, Inuyasha worried he’d be the one having trouble on his own.
BUT NOOOOO, HE FOUND HIS DAUGHTER FIRST WHO WAS DROWNING IN DEBT.
His head was spinning, one of two things could be going on right now. One, Moroha is his only kid in trouble so there’s only one problem, or both his kids are in trouble and he has to report both of them to Kagome. Oh god Kagome-
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“Hey pop? Are you good? You're as red as the fire rat?”
In his state of rage the father of two didn’t notice his daughter poking him with concern on her face.
Inuyasha looked down at her and stared, no doubt he looked mad. He was pissed, but Moroha was still his baby girl. He patted her head and began to walk away.
Moroha took a second and watched him go before catching up, Inuyasha was basically speed walking which was causing the quarter demon to jog.
“Hey! Uh-old man! Where are you going?”
“We. My sweet daughter, are going to pay off half your debt.” Inuyasha looked back at her, Inuyasha was damn strong and he was going to give his girl a hand to get out of the hole she dug herself.
Moroha will still have to pay the other half without him, something he’s sure Hisui and the twins will help with. But for right now he’ll spend the day slaying demons with his favorite girl. Inuyasha was still mad of course but it’s been so long since he had a day with her.
Inuyasha had been following the red hooded figure below him for a good while now. Ichiki not having demonic abilities meant he couldn’t smell his fathers scent, but he was very skilled in his spirit powers so why on earth hasn’t he noticed Inuyasha?
Jumping through the trees to get a better look at the youth, the first thing Inuyasha noticed was that he hadn’t grown an inch. Ichiki was around Kagome height, maybe an inch taller. Inuyasha wasn’t exactly the tallest guy around and Kagome had to be the shortest woman in Japan so perhaps his son was just cursed to remain tiny forever. The second thing he noticed was that his face was all scratched up, huh, maybe he did find some trouble. Just like his mother.
Suddenly the quarter demon stopped on the forest path he was walking to take a seat on a tree stump. Puzzled Inuyasha began to look around, was he waiting for something? Did he sense something? Inuyasha couldn’t see anything. Looking back down at his son he was slightly startled to see a pair of blue eyes looking up at him.
Ichiki’s face slowly drew up into a smile, of course. He knew his father was following him; he just wasn’t going to notice him. If he did Inuyasha would win, it would be the same if Inuyasha made the first move to talk.
“Are you just going to stare? You come down and eat lunch with me, you know.” His son called up to him, grabbing two radishes from his bag he carried on his right side.
Inuyasha smiled down at him. “Keh!”
With a big jump and a graceful landing Inuyasha was next to his son in seconds. The radish was plump and freshly picked, he must have gotten it from the nearby village.
“You know Ichi, you could have said “hi” or made some form of communication for the past hour “ Inuyasha said with one hand on his hip and the other reaching out for the vegetable. His son chucked and handed over the radish.
“Where’s the fun in that?” Ichiki teased looking up at his father. Rolling his eyes Inuyasha motioned his hand to the right for his son to scoot. The tree stump was big enough for them both to be seated back to back.
“Wanna explain the scratches on your face?”
Getting settled, Inuyasha leaned back against his son.
“Cat.”
Was the one worded answer he heard from behind him. Confused, he asked, “A cat demon?” Inuyasha could feel his son's body jostle a bit with a chuckle.
“Nope just a cat, he was in the house I exorcised.” Ichiki said with a smile in his voice.
Inuyasha couldn’t help the laugh that escaped him!“Of course you’d be the one to get his ass kicked by a cat-“
“Shut up and eat your food dad.”
They ate silently, enjoying each other's presence. Inuyasha had missed this, the comfortable silence. While Moroha was loud and outgoing, Ichiki was quiet and kept to himself.
As time passed small conversations were made.
“How’s mom?”
“Good. She misses you guys, told me to come check up on you two.”
“I miss her too.”
“I’ll make sure to tell her.”
“Didn’t expect you to be on the outskirts of Japan”
“There’s some good exorcism jobs around here.”
“Hm.”
“How did you find me?”
“Moroha. I found her first. She said she checked up on you a few weeks ago.”
“Yeah, she’s worried I’ll trip on air off a cliff or something.”
“I missed you bud.”
“I missed you too dad.”
Kagome had maybe two gray hairs, with some wrinkles that somehow managed to compliment her soft face. She was beautiful as ever and Inuyasha, who had been gone for around a week, was glad to make it back home to her with full reports about their children and letters they sent back with him for her.
They’re all grown up, and yet it was hard for Inuyasha to say goodbye. He thought parenting was supposed to be easy after the kids actually left the house.
Fin.
Thank you for reading! Happy Inukag Week!
@inukag-week
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kazaanaxtaijiya · 7 months
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Written for @loveofmirsan Mirsan Week 2023 — Day 2 Cotton 🤍 Miroku returns home after an exhausting day at work to find his fiancée wearing something enticing.
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Read on AO3 here!
At the end of a long and arduous day at work, Miroku wearily unlocked the door to his apartment, feeling utterly exhausted. The day had been relentless, filled with deadlines and demanding meetings that seemed to stretch endlessly with little to no time for a break, not even lunch. Needless to say, the man was starving for a break and a meal.
If you're interested in any of my other Mirsan work, check out Shoji!
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