Kagome ReDraw @inuyasharedraw

Kagome ReDraw @inuyasharedraw

Just wanted to have a little fun in some watercolors, and of course BUYO. ❤ Everyone needs toe beans every once in a while!

LoL, yes. Ya girl needs new brushes...I know 😅

I did this for last year's Inktober prompt (music)!

She tried to play her music to fuel the grueling trek through feudal Japan, key word tried. Until his tall form leaned over her, pulling one of her earphones right out.

"Woman, did you hear this one," he spoke clearly annoyed. No one ignore the Lord of the West.

Nervously she chuckled, "Ummo, were you talking to me?"

So I guess my derpy drawing/writing habits are:

¹ Hundreds upon hundreds of ideas on several walls, note books, across my desk, etc. Some containing paragraphs of a story line I've yet to put together. Heck, sometimes it's just quotes that I write that will help fuel a story. (Some with tiny drawings, because ya girl has post-its in every size- cause ocd)

² Zoning out and daydreaming, like sometimes mid sentence I'll fog out and be like brb idk where I went. Or when insomnia has me awake until tomorrow cause that's how it be sometimes...And then back to #1 Post-it town because now I have to write it down because adhd got me like woah...

³ Reading has always helped fuel my imagination, like just let me read. Reading is a habit, right? LoL (and write 400+ more freakin stick note ideas)

There, I did it! I'll leave the retagging to other peeps cause I am a destroyer of chainmails, lol.

Derpy Writing Habits - Tag Game

Thanks @mythicamagic for the tag. I guess I should do this now... *le sigh* We’ve all got them. Share 3 then tag your writer friends. Here are mine:

1) I do my best writing when listening to deep focus or dark orchestral music. It really helps me set the tone for more stories and lets me vibe out while I write. I can only write with noise cancelling headphones on so the music is all encompassing as I work.

2) I typically try to write a rough outline for the current chapter I am working on - buuuutttt rarely stick to it. Usually I just take it as a general idea and see where the story takes me. Sometimes - it's super great! And the ideas are flowing and everything is right as rain. Other times - not so much and I miss stuff I wanted to write about and I need to figure out how to circle back in future chapters. All in all it's a total pain and super inefficient.

3) I frequently have to get with my writing besty @deadlyglacier to ensure that I am not committing too many unnecessary murders! I have a special love for killing off my characters or giving them tragic backstories and apparently that's frowned upon in fluff. On more than one occasion she's had to say "No, Fox - you may not kill this character in your alleged fluffy cute happy fic. That's ridiculous" OR "Mayyybeee let's try reeling back on the death and murder a bit - does her whole family have to die??" Sometimes...I listen to her... *whispers* sometimes...I ignore her and do it anyway - fluffy fic be damned! HA!

@mama-ino @deadlyglacier @ladygoshawk

Humidity

She'd been so excited when he'd halted the now larger party, to simply point out the smell of a spring on the wind. Happily she followed the quiet man, intent to have a nice long soak.

Finally when they'd arrived she nearly dove in clothed, the steaming waters beckoning her. "Miko," his deep timbre carried, "Do not."

She chuckled nervous, it's like he'd read her mind. Not paying much attention she quickly stripped, and slowly waded out into the steaming aqua toned waters. Heavily she sighed, as she clipped up her wavy mane.

"Are you always so reckless," he spoke evenly drawing her attention, but causing her mind to falter.

Slowly he waded into the heated murky waters, completely bare. Nearly forgetting to breathe, she struggled to compose a sentence, "You. You're naked."

That's when his eyes connected with hers, "Has that pretty little head of yours finally ran out of words?" He grew bold when he noticed her eyes could not pull away from his form. Slowly he inched closer, waiting for the danger that she was truly in to click. "Miko," he dipped to whisper against her lips, "Have I truly silenced you?"

When again she remained silent, he watched her nibble on her lip as her eyes skittered to his.

Slowly her eyes trailed down his perfectly sculpted frame, his ever excited frame.

"Let us find those words you've lost," he spoke softly, hand sliding down her back to grasp a plump cheek.

"Sesshomaru," she nearly moaned.

"Very good," he pressed his tongue deep into her inviting mouth. "This one will be sure to taste every word you speak," he murmured into her lips, "be sure to speak loud and clear." His long alabaster hair twisted in the humidity, much like the onna before him would.

Uncensored on my DA and patreon, because honestly I can't remember what this place allows 😅

https://www.patreon.com/posts/55475228

Prompt: Colloidal oatmeal

The mosquitos had been quite relentless to the small party. Rin had somehow talked the miko into staying out to catch fireflies, and now the party paid for it.

She had parted her kimono to show little Rin that the oatmeal mixture wouldn't hurt her. Convinced she allowed it, Shippo taking her inside as she collected the children's things.

She made a frustrated sound, itching at her legs and arms. She saw him approach, causing her to scoff, "Yeah, yeah. I know, pitiful." He pushed her at the shoulder lightly, which sent her to the ground with a thud, "What the hell-"

He sat between her thighs, and pulled his haori down from his chest. It collected at his waist, as he yanked her legs forward. "Your incessant scratching is extremely distracting," he spoke with her small container in his hand.

"Distracting! Sorry are you thinking about ripping off yer own skin!? No? And do you need to be shirtless," she scowled. He pushed her yukata down her shoulders, as he smoothed the concoction on the bites. "Excuse me sir," she yelped.

He faltered a moment at the strange bindings across her chest, but not.

She swatted his hand, to which he scowled, "Can I help you sir? Or do you strip-"

His growl had her eyes startle to his, "You could help this one if you remained still." She blushed a deep red, staring at the bites on her exposed thigh. His hands were chilled with the creme causing a sharp breath everytime he touched her, "You care for Rin."

The pause had her answer, "Well yeah, she's still a baby to me."

He leaned over her stripped body, "Then this one will care for you." His reddened eyes refused to leave her as he smoothed the creme further down her thigh, "Do you still have an itch?"

Hehehe, I go nap now

WOW! My hand and elbow really be trying to make me wanna chop it off and be permanently left handed. 🤣

In the mean time, have a quick Gargoyle doodle.