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CALLING ALL INUKAG FANS: INUKAG WEEK IS BACK FOR ITS 8TH EDITION!

The 2023 edition of  #INUKAGWEEK; will start on May 29 and end on June 4!

This event is meant to celebrate the relationship between our beloved Inuyasha and Kagome ❤️

ABOUT:

All kinds of fanworks are accepted, including fanarts, graphics, fanfictions, playlists, amvs, headcanons, etc.  Everything that is put in the #inukag week tag will be reblogged to this blog (or preferably tag us using @inukag-week​!)

FAQ

PROMPTS:

Thank you for sending us prompt ideas and participating in the prompt poll! If you’re curious about the results, you can find them HERE.

May 29. Love language(s)

May 30. Possession

May 31. Safe

June 1. Modern

June 2. Heat

June 3. Courting

June 4. Smile

Note: Feel free to use the banners above in your posts if you want to!

If you need inspiration, we explained the prompts in our PROMPT PAGE.

OTHER SOCIALS:

AO3: InukagWeek2023 Collection

Twitter: @/inukagweek

Instagram: @/inukagweek

Remember: For all the posts that you want to share for the event, please tag them with #inukag week or preferably @ us directly using @inukag-week

We hope to see you there! 🏹

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Send us prompt suggestions!

Hello everyone!

As always, we are planning Inukag Week for this year and we would like to hear from you!

Before the end of the week (April 20nd), please send us any ideas for prompts that you would like us to use for the event! 

Also please check our prompt page to see which ones we already used.

Thank you!

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A/N: The best way to follow up @inukag-week is to follow it up with more InuKag. This chapter didn’t quite fit any of the themes this year, so I held off on posting. I’m so glad I finished this though. It’s been a long time coming—plus, I can focus on the final installment. I hope you’ll enjoy reading chapter two of One Day With You. (Everyone please send me inspirational vibes so I can give you chapter three ASAP.)

-X-

The spring air filtered freely through the window, and sunlight traced lazy lines on Kagome’s checkered skirt while a kettle smothered the orange flames in the center of the Kaede’s hut. When they were on their journey to defeat Naraku, Kagome hadn’t appreciated the comely nature of these types of fire, but three years ago the high school graduate never imagined missing them. 

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Limerence: The Masterpost

I couldn't miss the opportunity for another canon-flavoured masterpost, so here I go again with Limerence. This collection is a prequel to Homecoming, so if you're not ready to say goodbye, by all means, carry on! The structure remains: above the cut lies links, and below lurks a prompt breakdown where I attempt to justify everything that just happened. Onward!

Tumblr: Part 1 Part 2 Part 3 Part 4 Part 5 Part 6 Part 7 Read it on AO3Previous Masterposts: HomecomingEvermore

This is your rest stop. Beyond the Keep Reading banner are many words and manga caps for those with a vested interest in Inuyasha headcanons/meta/anecdotes. Snacks applicable!

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Kagome’s time between worlds. Drabble collection for @inukag-week 2023 ☆ Chapter 6/7 – Courting: Kagome tries her best. Tags: Hojo the Aloof / Bad Date Blues Word Count: 600 (Hexadrabble) PreviousNext

No matter how she framed it, Kagome Higurashi would go down as the worst date in Tokyo.

Japan. The World. Possibly, the entirety of Earth’s history.

The relief of reaching the top of the shrine steps was short-lived as she trudged onward, and recants tagged along to torment her like the sandals pinching her toes. The house was dimmed to match her mood, and she entered, tucking her shoes and bag away. She followed the light leaking from the living room and peeked in to find her mother asleep in front of the TV.

She’d know instantly it hadn’t gone well. Even worse, she’d know that fell to Kagome, and the tiny restaurant that rubbed their shoulders highlighted every glaring reason why they – this – would never work.

Why no one would likely ever work.

Responsibility for the date that was desultory at best was hers, though the chances of her keeping a straight face when she imagined a man bursting through the wall to save the day and cart her away were as slim as the chances of it happening.

Nothing went wrong. It just wasn’t right.

Guilt lingered as she climbed the stairs. She’d be happy, taken care of. She wouldn’t have a single thing to complain about.

But that was the problem; she didn’t want it easy.

Hojo, on paper, was a catch. He’d be the type of man to appreciate her cooking, who wouldn’t spoil a meal with instant ramen, the type who wouldn’t steal fish from someone's pond. The kiss of death rang its bell over shared teppanyaki when she grasped, horrifyingly, that she’d rather the taste of haphazardly hunted pigeon to any organic, hand-fed anything, or the sour taste of questionable broth over expensive, remedial tea leaves.

Her room was lit, waiting for her like the pyjamas on her bed, and she sat on its edge to remove her makeup. Someone that wasn’t Hojo could appear tomorrow and sweep her off her feet, but she’d already been swept, and the people she held fast to knew too.

It was in the way her mother tried to hide sad smiles when she thought Kagome wasn’t looking. In the tired, wistful sighs her grandfather made when rifling through artefacts he could never hope to lift. In the way her brother stopped mentioning his hero, all because he’d grown up, and understood her tight-lipped smiles weren’t as cheery as she’d hoped.

With more time between them than they’d had together, Kagome had never been able to shake it. She was in love with Inuyasha, had been since she was fifteen, and always would be.

She threw the blackened cotton ball in the trash. Sometimes, she wondered if that was really her. If she could strike anything with a single arrow by believing herself capable of it so fiercely. If she was the girl the jewel feared most in this world – in any world.

Inuyasha refused to believe she’d been born for any cycle, and he’d been right; she was here, living and breathing in a world devoid of never-ending battle.

She smiled at the cards she’d made for her friends for graduation, stacked on the nightstand so she wouldn’t forget them, and laughed quietly to herself when she thought yes, that had been her, and she could do anything she put her mind to, even if that was fighting tooth and nail to graduate and make her family proud.

She glanced towards the window; she could trust the moonlight to keep her safe.

Kagome reached out, and for the first time in years, she turned the light off.

Fin

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Kagome’s time between worlds. Drabble collection for @inukag-week 2023 Chapter 7/7 – Smile: Kagome comes home. Tags: The One with the Chapter/Episode Retelling Word Count: 700 (Heptadrabble) Previous〡Next A/N below the cut

Kagome’s fingers slipped away, and with her last leap of faith came her final wish – that she’d look like her mother when she was older.

Her heart crept up her throat while her stomach stayed behind. Time cushioned her fall, bathed her in shimmering light and slowly, gravity returned. Stone and packed earth became corporeal again, and Kagome was left standing at the bottom of the bone-eaters well, five-hundred years in the past.

She grinned and looked up. The climb was tough, that much she remembered, and she positioned her feet to pull herself up and leave the world she’d been born into behind.

One year for every day spent inside the jewel was long enough to know that while her prospects were bright, she felt enormously bleak, and her family knew, from the lack of what comes next. They’d flowed around her like a stone in a river, hoping the passage of time would dislodge her; she could be polished like her lacquer but still preferred the remnants of dirt under her nails.

There would be no right time. There was only time, and what she chose to do with it.

She’d wanted both, so asked for neither and accepted where she’d been assigned to; where fear of the unknown kept her hostage. She lathered and rinsed, but Kagome was stuck on repeat, taunted by dreams of choosing the wrong path, and she should've known where she belonged when she sought where life had taken them, and couldn’t bear to know if she wasn’t there to witness it.

The thought that Inuyasha might not be there occurred, but she crushed it as assuredly as she climbed because they were cut from the same cloth, and she knew he’d stubbornly rebuild the village Naraku had so callously destroyed. It was impossible to know what waited for her, but she raced towards it like it was the only finish line worth crossing.

Too much went unsaid, and she’d be damned if she didn’t get the chance to tell him.

He’d taught her so much. That she didn’t have to smile just to please others, to trust her intuition. That she was powerful enough to fight anything coming her way. To stand up for those who couldn’t do it for themselves. What true strength and kindness is.

That sometimes, choosing your heart – human, demon or otherwise – was the most courageous path a person could take.

Was it so selfish to want to see a man like that again?

That question, she decided, was only hers to determine, and she wasn’t afraid of the answer anymore.

Slippery vines aided and hindered her ascent, and her legs started to shake the closer she came to cerulean skies. A hand appeared in front of her face, and her eyes crossed. Calloused, claw-tipped fingers flexed, she grabbed on, and in a blink, she was hauled from its mouth to come face to face with the man she needed to see again.

"Inuyasha! I’m so sorry," she said, tears springing to her eyes, "were you waiting for me?"

"Kagome…" He looked the same, yet entirely different, and he gave her no time to admire that before he yanked and she flew forward, straight into his arms. "You idiot," he said, shrouding her in his sleeves, "what took you so long?"

She had so much to say, no idea where to start, and from the glint in his eyes, he felt the same.

How silly of her, to think destiny had been fulfilled, that she’d have to settle, be grateful, and condemn herself to a life of what-ifs.

Voices rang from afar, drawing her attention. Sango, Miroku, Shippo, and three little faces she didn’t know but would recognise anywhere appeared, and she looked back at Inuyasha, smiling as brightly as the gold staring back.

Her duty to the past had been fulfilled. She wound back the clock, brought back the jewel, destroyed it, then mended it, all so she could say she’d destroyed it again and lived to tell the tale.

Miraculously, despite all that, and in the face of it, she even managed to graduate.

But she had a different purpose now.

And his name was Inuyasha.

Fin

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InuKag Week - Day Seven

or day 7.5 if you consider I fell into the void yesterday. Either way, Wooooo! I made it! This theme had me initially puzzled. I wanted to keep challenging myself with expressions so I landed on something pretty silly. Kagome: *BRRRRRRRR* Inuyasha: And to think they call you a legendary Miko? Kagome: Oh lighten up!
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Inukag Week, day 7: Smile

Just a little thing to finish out the week. Many thanks to the mod(s) of @inukag-week for setting all this up and being so diligent and dedicated with this event, and everyone who participated, whether by creating or consuming. We have our ship wars and hardships, but I fkn love this community. Inukag for LIFE ❤️💚

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My Reason to Smile

"Thanks for cooking, Kagome! These are so good!" Sango hummed, licking a bit of whipped cream off her finger. "What did you say they were called again?" 

"These are Crepes! They're a French creation, but they've gotten pretty popular in Japan over the years," she hummed, carefully flipping the thin pancake in her frying pan. "You can put all kinds of things in them, but we tend to have sweet ones when they're made at my house, because that's what Sota likes. My Mom makes them special for him on his birthday."

"Kid's got good taste," Inuyasha nodded, speaking carefully around his mouthful.

Miroku had the decency to swallow before agreeing.

"I could see how they would be well-liked on a large scale, especially if they have so much variety."

"We actually have a Japanese version that's similar, but a lot less versatile; It's called okonomiyaki. I'm not sure when it got popular, but I haven't seen it yet in this period. Maybe I'll bring stuff to make some next time."

"Please do!" Shippo begged, finishing his crepe and then looking to the one Kagome was working on.

"While I'm thinking of it, Kagome," Miroku said, adjusting his hold on the napkin she'd given him, "You mentioned your mother makes these for your little brother's birthday. Did he have one recently?"

"Yep. Hit the big 1-0. I'm glad I was home for it."

"That reminds me, though," he continued, "when is your birthday? I don't think you've ever mentioned."

"Oh! My birthday is April thirtieth, so a few months back," she hummed, glancing up over the pan at Inuyasha, who had scarfed down both crepes with an unmatched voracity and was now watching her make the next one with the same hungry eyes. "Actually, I fell down the well for the first time on my fifteenth birthday, the same day I met Inuyasha."

She gave him a grin when he looked up in surprise.

Inuyasha's mind raced: the day they'd met? He'd woken up on her birthday?

He bit the inside of his lip as he remembered his first meeting with Kagome - mistress centipede, the jewel… his threats… and yeah, sure, he'd never actually planned on hurting her. Even thinking she was Kikyo, he hadn't wanted to hurt her, and once he was corrected, he just wanted to scare her into giving him the jewel. She'd put on a brave face, but she was new to the world of demons. He'd probably scared her pretty good.

"My grandpa always says that the universe gives you a gift for your birthday," she continued, drawing his wary eye again. "And that you have to watch out for it and make certain to be grateful. I was just lucky enough to get a new best friend as my gift."

Inuyasha felt his face go hot. He did his best to avoid her gaze, but it didn't last long. She was plating the fresh crepe, but she looked at him through her lashes and bangs, still with that soft smile. She held out the wrap, and he sat up, leaning over the fire to take it.

"... You're my best friend, too," he mumbled, almost too quiet to hear. Kagome's easy grin grew until she beamed, and he offered a small smile in return, amused and pleased at how much joy his words brought her. 

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A big THANK YOU to everyone who participated to the 8th edition of #inukagweek! 🏹

We loved seeing all your creative takes on the prompts and making more incredible content for this ship that we love so much 🥰 We’ll keep monitoring the tag and our mentions, so don’t be afraid to post even if the week is over, it’s never too late!

Thank you all again and we hope to see you next year 💕

- mod Cynthia / @inukag

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Anonymous asked:

I gotta say InuKag week is a huge success with all the fan works, and artists and writers joining in.

RIGHT?? So much beautiful content and all different takes on the prompts! It's also been a very long time since I've seen so many gifsets posted for the event, and I love it!

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