#fcn 2024

Midnight

For @crescent-dreams' Fandom Creation Night (December 2024).

Summary:

Read on Ao3 and FFnet.

Sneak Peek

Formal

"I don't see why we had to dress up to see a movie," Kagome griped, pulling at the bodice of her dress. Normally, she loved this outfit, but being forced to sit for so long with it riding up her thighs was not what she considered a good time. "It's not like it's a formal event."

Sango handed over her popcorn, already stealing a handful for herself. "It's the premier," she replied.

Kagome gave her a skeptical look. "And? This isn't Hollywood."

"Close enough!" Sango grabbed her by the arm and dragged her into the theatre. "What's the point of winning tickets to an early showing if you can't have a little fun with it?" They quickly found their seats, which were closer to the front than Kagome had anticipated, and Sango immediately started looking around.

Rolling her eyes, Kagome leaned back in her seat. "Do you honestly think any of the actors are going to show up?"

"You never know. Besides, I'm not even looking for an autograph." Kagome raised a skeptical eyebrow. "Fine, I might ask for one should the occasion arise, but it's more to rub it in Kouga's face for refusing to come with me."

Kagome opened her mouth in mock outrage. "You mean you asked your long-term boyfriend on a date before your best friend?" Sango threw her arms around her neck, begging for forgiveness. Kagome put up a good fight at first, refusing to give her any benefit of the doubt, but she quickly relented after being promised first dibs on their next adventure, which Sango agreed to pay for.

"Why were you so adamant that we see this movie in the first place," she asked as the lights dimmed. "You don't normally enjoy the fantasy types."

Sango smirked. "I do when the immaculate Sesshoumaru-sama is involved."

Kagome groaned, leaning her head back. "Meaning you couldn't care less what the plot was about. You're just hoping he'll take his shirt off." Sango wiggled her eyebrows at her. "Did you mention that tidbit to Kouga? This seems more up his alley than mine."

Kouga was bisexual but leaned more toward men. Sango was his first serious relationship with a woman, but it would most likely be his last if the ring he'd shown her was any indication. Sango still didn't know about it, and Kagome wasn't about to say anything, but considering how vocal Kouga was about his dislike of airplanes, she had a feeling Sango would figure things out very quickly once he revealed their New Year's plans.

Maybe she'd think nothing of it, but Sango wasn't that stupid. She'd been wary of him asking her out in the first place, especially since they'd been at a gay bar, but he'd promised to meet her somewhere public and had even invited Kagome along. Kagome had been convinced of his devotion much faster than her friend, and he'd used that to his advantage, pulling her into his overzealous scheme of winning her heart.

Midnight (December 28th)

Fluff

Formal

Bewilder

Unwind

Ink

Sway

Angst

Farewell

Darkness

Shadow

Raven

Clatter

We're changing things up a little this year! Two sets of five prompts, one fluffy, one angsty, both matching our overall theme and colour. We'll be running FCN on one day but two different times for those of those in different time zones!

Night

For @crescent-dreams' Fandom Creation Night (November 2024).

Summary: After avoiding a complete disaster with a wedding cake, Kagome finds herself on the doorstep of the baker in order to fix it—forced to face the feelings she's been hiding for years.

Read on Ao3 and FFnet.

Sneak Peek

Capture

"You're doing it again," Kyoko said, still looking at the schedule.

"Doing what?" Kagome asked.

Sliding her pen behind one ear, Kyoko's hands went to her hips. "Either that cake professed its undying love for you, or you're in need of a sugar fix."

She blushed, her lip caught between her teeth. "It's a nice cake." Kyoko's foot tapped against the floor, waiting for her to elaborate. "What? It is!"

"You haven't been staring at the rest of the desserts," she accused.

"They're made by someone else," Kagome mumbled, avoiding her gaze.

Uncaring of the possibility of an audience, Kyoko smacked her arm. "You bitch! You've been holding out on me!"

"I'm not holding anything!" Kyoko looked like she was about to stab her with her pen, and she relented. "Alright, fine." She looked around, making sure they were, in fact, alone. "I might know the baker."

"And?"

"And what? That's it."

Night (November 30th)

Fluff

Emergence

Noble

Glamour

Fragrent

Petal

Angst

Capture

Bruise

Terrorize

Thyme

Weeds

We're changing things up a little this year! Two sets of five prompts, one fluffy, one angsty, both matching our overall theme and colour. We'll be running FCN on one day but two different times for those of those in different time zones!

Evening

For @crescent-dreams' Fandom Creation Night (October 2024).

Summary:

Read on Ao3 and FFnet.

Sneak Peek

Change

Kagome Higurashi checked the list of names in her appointment book. She was ending the day with two of her regulars, but her next client was an unknown, and she frowned at the chunk of time that had been set aside for them.

Sliding her broom along the floor, she collected the rest of the hair from her previous appointment. "Hey, Jak. Who's this guy you've signed me up for that needs a whole hour for just a trim and style?"

Jakotsu Nintai was tall and slim and knew how to use scissors like he'd been born with a blade in his hand. His clients were always looking for the latest style and the brightest colours. His cupboard was lined with various dyes and reference books so people knew exactly which colour they'd end up with.

Kagome hadn't been sure she'd be the right fit for his salon, but after she'd taken on a few of his clients when a previous employee left him in the lurch, Jak had all but begged her to stay. It might've been the way she'd handled herself when one of the more entitled customers tried to short-change her on her services, but he'd sworn 90% of it was her talent.

He sauntered over to her book, sliding a perfectly manicured nail down the list until it hit 'Sesshoumaru Taisho'. "Oh, him." Dark eyes danced under pale blue shadow. "His girlfriend made the appointment. Claims he's some elite CEO and needs the extra time to make sure his hair is perfect." He pretended to gag on the last word.

Kagome chuckled. "Meaning you had room but gave him to me instead because you don't want to deal with Mr. Hoity-toit."

"Perks of my name being on the deed, babe."

She rolled her eyes. It wasn't that she couldn't handle it, but she liked to talk to the client beforehand to get an idea of what they wanted. Most of these types had images in their heads from social media that were not feasible when it came to maintenance. Or they wanted significant changes to their length or colour and were put out when it didn't precisely match what they had in mind.

"Fine. But if either of them complains, I'm sending them to the boss."

Jak blew her a kiss. "If he doesn't take up the whole slot, you can grab us coffee. On me."

She emptied the dustpan into the garbage. "You just want me to try and get that cute barista's number for you because you're too chicken shit to get it yourself."

He winced but waved her off. "Can't reject me if I'm not there to witness it."

"Can't stop me from grabbing an order of cookies on your dime either."

Twilight

For @crescent-dreams' Fandom Creation Night (September 2024), and a belated present to @sagemcmae.

Summary: After an encounter with dark magic, Kagome tries to get back to her regular routine--all while trying to figure out who saved her from the witch's spell.

Read on Ao3 and FFnet.

Sneak Peek

Moonlight

It had been a while since they'd fought someone with dark magic, but Kagome knew it would happen at some point. Things had been too quiet since Naraku's defeat—at least since she'd returned to the past—and it was only a matter of time before someone got cocky enough to try and take his place.

Lightning crackled past her ear, bringing her out of her musings, and she rolled her shoulders. Nocking an arrow with ease, she aimed at the woman. Kagome couldn't tell if there was any humanity left in her, as her hands had morphed into talons, scales as dark as her hair climbing up her arms and gleaming in the moonlight.

Power did funny things to people, and this creature had some major anger issues that she'd repressed long enough for the hate to manifest itself into something more tangible. There were rumours of a lover's quarrel—possibly a triangle filled with unrequited love on her part—and that knowledge had Kagome hesitating.

Could she have ended up like this?

She'd been there, experiencing heartbreak again and again, but she'd had Sango to pull her out of it. Hell, the mission had done the same, keeping her focused even when all she wanted to do was break down and cry. She'd used her temper to shield herself each time Inuyasha had chosen Kikyou over her, and eventually, a satisfying numbness had set in.

Breathing deeply, she aimed again. She'd never let herself sink this low. The woman had wanted to cause chaos, to rip out the hearts of those who'd spurned her and relish in the destruction that came with it.

Power pooled around the tip of her arrow, drawing the woman's attention, and they struck at the same time. Sparks of reiki trailed behind the fletching as it flew through the air, the ground catching fire when it pierced her heart. Even as she gasped for air, the woman sneered, dark eyes glowing with Kagome's power.

"You will not escape unscathed, miko," she hissed.

Kagome stayed on the defensive, scanning the area for accomplices. Finding no one, she straightened, watching as her chest turned to ash. "This wasn't my fight until you attacked the village."

"You have the jewel," she argued.

"The jewel is gone. And would never have granted your wish, anyway." Her fingers gripped her bow, wishing there had been another outcome.

The woman fell to her knees, body cracking and decaying. "You know nothing of wishes."

"I know power won't solve them. You have to choose your happy ending." She winced at her words. She'd never done anything to find her own happily ever after, remaining in limbo after returning to the past.

"Let us see what chooses you, then," she said, and sighing, Kagome threw up a barrier. She knew the drill: they'd use the final burst of power to try and attack her. It wasn't like she'd never seen it before. Shouldering her bow, she waited for the woman to take her final breath. There wasn't even a ripple against her barrier, and then there was nothing.

Sending her power into the ground, she purified the area. The barrier disappeared as she stepped through it, and she approached the scorched bit of dirt, her spent arrow lying in the middle of it. "No point in wasting it," she thought aloud, picking it up. She touched the tip, wincing when it drew blood.

Evening (October 26th)

Fluff

Change

Touch

Iris

Infatuation

Sprout

Angst

Withdraw

Ressurect

Deprive

Roots

Toxic

We're changing things up a little this year! Two sets of five prompts, one fluffy, one angsty, both matching our overall theme and colour. We'll be running FCN on one day but two different times for those of those in different time zones!

Sunset

For @crescent-dreams' Fandom Creation Night (August 2024). And a late birthday present for @njkrempa!

Summary: After Kagome's boyfriend cheats on her, she decides a little revenge is an order, causing her to meet up with an old ally.

Read on Ao3 and FFnet.

Sneak Peek

Skyline

Kagome Higurashi was not the type to seek revenge. She had a temper, sure, but there were other ways to regulate her emotions. She'd become an expert at it during her time in the feudal era, especially when it came to Inuyasha and his wavering heart.

She didn't blame him for it. He and Kikyou had been put through the wringer, doomed from the start by Onigumo's jealousy and warped obsession. It had broken her heart every time he'd disappeared, seeking out another when she was right in front of him. And each time made it harder to believe she'd mean that much to anyone.

She'd gotten over it, eventually, though she'd had to close off her heart to do it. She'd wished the jewel away and been given the choice between worlds.

She'd chosen to go home.

Leaving her friends had been hard; she hoped they'd known why, hoped that they knew she was safe. Not happy, but safe. She'd tried to be happy. She'd finished high school at the top of her class, gotten a scholarship, and was well on her way to opening her own practice. She'd thought to share that success with her boyfriend, Kenta, but he'd decided to share their bed with some trollop he'd met while vacationing in Kochi.

He liked to throw his money around, and clearly Himeko liked it as well, as she'd been draped in diamonds and expensive lingerie when Kagome had discovered them. She'd always told Kenta to save his money. They didn't need the latest technology or the high-end restaurants; they could make memories without flashing his credit cards around.

Apparently, that was the wrong answer.

Kagome gripped the can of spray paint in her hand. Apparently, Kenta should've thought twice before cheating on her. And rubbing it in her face after the fact when she confronted them. Never being good enough for Inuyasha was one thing—being told she'd never be good enough for anyonewas something else.

She adjusted her sunglasses, the dark lenses shielding her from the glare of the skyline as well as the possibility of being recognized. Kenta still used the student parking lot, and since there were no cameras around, it was the perfect place to teach him a lesson.