It’s a beautiful day :)
To all my fellow Americans out there, let’s hope that today marks the first step on the journey toward healing our nation of all the calamities and divides that have plagued it for far too long. It’s not going to be easy for us. It’s gonna be hard as hell. We’re not perfect, any of
I don’t think I’m gonna watch Yashahime after all
WARNING: Potential Spoilers
SessKag Series: Control, Part 118
The words had barely left her mouth when Sesshoumaru appeared, already unarmored and unshod—as if the sight of him standing there in his full forbidding attire wouldn’t have been an affront enough to her, on this day of all days. The cup clattered to the floor as Kagome leapt to her feet and balled her
SessKag Series: Control, Part 117
Hirokin left. In his absence, Kagome seemed to shrink in upon herself. Half in a daze that even demonic sake couldn’t be blamed for, she started home at last. The house was empty, for the moment. As her eyes scanned dismally over the dark, cluttered space, a new neat pile drew her attention. Checking herself
Control Side-Stories: The Ties That Bind (Explicit)
Dubious though it had been, Sesshoumaru’s fascination with Hirokin’s first sexual conquest had left an indelible impression upon him. Apart from contests of pure intellect, rarely had the demon prince seen his best friend show him an inkling of respect, let alone admiration. But it had been there, glaring out from beneath the searing scrutiny
SessKag Series: Control, Part 116
Kagome frowned, glancing away. “You and I are different in many ways,” Hirokin stated frankly, “yet what we want is the same.” “No,” she said, shaking her head. “I don’t think so.” There was the faintest ripple in the water around her. Lapping her just below the hip, it raised gooseflesh on her skin even
Control Side-Stories: An Education (Explicit)
Even after Sesshoumaru had departed the palace, the shadow of his will seemed to linger, inflexible and all-consuming in its reach. Hirokin felt it keenly, and was grateful for it. How easy it had been, to slip into complacency in the absence. To begin to believe that his will was his own. It seemed absurd