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Inuyasha was 16 when he got his nipples pierced.
If you asked him why he would usually say fuck off, he didn’t need a reason, he just liked the look of them. But that wasn’t entirely true. Living in a beach town meant long, hot summers, and spending a lot of time surrounded by crowds if he wanted to avoid the stifling heat of his A/C-less room in the group home and go enjoy the water.
He knew people stared - didn’t matter if he went to beaches more popular with demons, or ones with throngs of humans. They all stared at his ears. So he decided to give them something else to stare at instead. He’d buy (or steal) the most obnoxious and gaudy jewelry he could, making sure anyone whose attention was caught by his ears would quickly focus on the sparkly baubles pierced through his chest instead. Or better yet, they’d see the glittery disco balls or swinging gold chains and never notice his ears at all.
In the five or so years since the original piercing, his attitude towards his ears, and body in general, had changed to be more quietly accepting. He kept the piercings, but felt less desperate to seek attention with massive jewelry.
However- in the milliseconds before tiny baby teeth closed around his areola, Inuyasha made the horrible realization that his piercing was still drawing the wrong kind of attention.
Toru was hungry, and as far as he was concerned all visible nipples were fair game.