“BAHAHAHAHA!” Kagome glowered, blushing fiercely. Leaning heavily on his cane—which he mostly just carried around for show—her old friend wiped at the crinkled corners of his eyes, glanced up at her, and doubled over laughing again. Somewhere inside Kagome’s temple, a vein threatened to burst. “Can it, Inuyasha,” she growled. “It’s not that funny.” “Kami,”
Why I Root For The Phantom (And Other Bad Guys)
I’m not overly fond of musicals, but The Phantom of the Opera is a notable exception. I’ve watched the 2004 movie adaptation ad nauseam, but last night was the first time I’ve seen the play in person—what a treat! If you’ve read some of my stories, I’m sure it’ll come as no surprise to you
I’m on AO3!!
Yay! After a month of waiting, I finally got my invitation this week, and after about 3 hours of some pretty tedious importing, copy/pasting, and OCD-ish reformatting, I’ve added all of my IY fics to my new AO3 account! I love Dokuga, but occasionally I do have the urge to write outside the SessKag pairing—and,
Stasis Chapter 30: (a forgotten memory)
– 30 – .(a forgotten memory). She sits alone on a park swing, her eyes lifted to the sky. A faint breeze is blowing. It tousles her short hair and whispers across her cheek, and she leans into it for a moment, imagining it to be her father’s touch. Behind her is the sound of
Fairytales: The Golden Sword
There once was an ambitious young prince who heard tell of a sword of great power, guarded by a fearsome dragon. With this weapon, the prince thought, I could surpass my elder brothers and claim my father’s throne. He traveled to the dragon’s distant lair, and while the beast slumbered, he looted through the troves
Stasis Side-Stories: Abaddon, Part 4
The light fades from his mother’s eyes. His hand slips beneath the collar of her kimono. From the valley of her breasts, he retrieves the Jewel of Four Souls. Its glow is muted in his hold. He considers it briefly, his grip relaxing on his mother’s broken throat. Her vacant gaze draws him in—pinpoints of
Stasis Chapter 29: cat and mouse
– 29 – .cat and mouse. Back at port, she trades her hair pins for passage to India, and in a month’s time she sets foot in an unknown land. The air is dense with exotic spices, with the clamor of foreign tongues. For a time she diverts herself with exploring this new country and
SessKag Shorts: Paper Hearts
Kagome smiled as she put the finishing touches on her card. She wasn’t artistic by any means, but she’d taken extra care to follow the lines this time while cutting and to go easy on the glitter–“easy” being a relative term, of course. She blew lightly across the shiny red paper, a small sparkling cloud
Fairytales: The Mirror
Once upon a time, there was a princess of ordinary beauty. One day, she met the prince of a neighboring kingdom, who fell in love with her deeply. But she was a vain girl, and because he was plain like herself, she spurned his affection. Wounded and bitter, the prince, who was skilled with magic, cursed
Stasis Side-Stories: Abaddon, Part 3
The Jewel glows in his mother’s hand—a dark pearl of abominable power. An amalgam of crystallized souls. Insidious, yet lovely to behold. He studies it. Studies her. Her eyes glimmer with triumph. He can see that she has been studying him, too. “How like your father you are,” she says with a sneer. “Preoccupied with