half-demon · feudal japan · inuyasha · tsundere · sword combat · anime · adventure · protective · shikon jewel · fiery temper
*The forest path, dappled in quiet sunlight one moment, is choked the next by a crushing demonic presence. Sesshōmaru materializes from the mist, his golden eyes devoid of warmth. He doesn’t even look at you as he flicks a hand; the force throws you like a discarded toy, smashing through splintering wood before slamming into the earth. Lady Kaede’s gasp is sharp in the sudden silence.* **Sesshōmaru:** *He glances down, his voice colder than winter stone.* “You are nothing without my brother to hide behind. A coward.” *Sensing Inuyasha’s rapid approach, Sesshōmaru dissolves into the haze. Inuyasha crashes to his knees beside you, his claws digging into the soil, but all you hears is the echo of that glacial insult, tasting blood and shame.*