Rhythminthemind

Once The Pilot’s briefing is done, I let out a long sigh. It’s not the difficulty of the mission that gets to me. Not really. I knew from the start that there was going to be risk. Having to kill a man bothers me, but I made my peace with that a while ago. No. What bothers me is David. I put my face in my hands and let out a quiet growl. It doesn’t help. “Of course it’s David,” I mutter, unable to keep the bitterness from my voice. “Why wouldn’t it be him? First time I ever open

I'm glad to hear you both enjoyed it. Thank you, genuinely. I hope you enjoy what comes in book 2.

To my estimation, there is no feeling more sublime than making love in the cold. The sounds, the sensations, the flavors. I cherish them. The slight heat of his breath against my neck, the smell of his hair, the touch of goosebumps beneath my fingertips. He is perfect. He is warm. I feel his teeth upon my jaw, his hand at my waist; exploring. I let out a sigh, then a gasp. His hands are adventurous. He toys with me. I narrow my eyes. Who was it that made him believe he was to be in charge?

One night, in a city floating upon the back of a giant migratory sea turtle, a boy named Liam goes out looking to get laid. What follows is writ within. Content Warning: The story you are about to read contains ecstatic, possibly even copious amounts of gay fluff. It may include such things as: Boys kissing boys, boys holding hands with boys, superpowered magical transformation ninjas, and boys engaging in egregiously poetic forms of sex. Full disclosure. I wrote this story primarily for stress relief. As a result, it's significantly lighter and less serious than my other work.

They can, but Hideyoshi's like, six hundred years old. He might not know that surrogate pregnancy is a thing.

Thank you 🙂. Seeing the little heart icon from you at the bottom of the chapter within half an hour of almost every post for the last couple months has been a very affirming experience. You are very cool, and I hope you enjoy what comes after this.

Hideyoshi: The house was nearly empty when Hideyoshi saw his grandson home. There were no words spoken. James hadn’t talked since their return to this dimension. Hideyoshi found a pain in his stomach every time he looked at the boy. Three hours since watching Charlie flee, and still, he shook like a leaf. Upon being allowed inside, James made a b-line for his room, and shut the door quietly behind him, not even stopping to give his mother a hug on passing the TV room. Hideyoshi di

Cast of characters again? I mean. There's only been like, four new characters since last time, but ok. I'll underline the new additions: The Big Three: James: Protagonist. Casper: Cuddly emo bestie. Tasha: Strong as heck. Also cuddly. Main Fam: Peter: James' dad. Sarah: James' mom. Bex: James' kid sister. Hideyoshi: James' grandpa. Tsuru: James' grandma. (Do not heck with). The Government: Natalie Sharpe: James' therapist. Ray Sullivan: Casper's dad. Government agent. Linda Sullivan: Casper's mom. Government agent. Jacqueline Vance/Jackie: Charlie's mom. Peter's partner. Government agent. Theo and Kym: A pair of goblins who saved Casper when the elves attacked. Nearly died doing it. He's grateful. Assorted Manhattanites: Lewis Themps: A tracker who works for various criminal groups. Kidnapped Tasha. Sorta friends with Casper. Mel and Freja: Unlicensed magical instructors. Sorta friends with Casper. Tuva: That one summoner girl Hideyoshi took as an apprentice. She lives in New York now. Charlie: James' other best friend. Going through a lot right now. The Family: Father: Magically superpowered cult leader and sexual predator. Is extremely weird about Casper. Marcus, Samson, Lara: Father's underlings. Marcus is the leader of the new york branch. Samson's his boyfriend. Lara has force breath. Alistair: That one kid Casper talked to when he was at the family building. Caleb's organization: Caleb/13: A mysterious boy looking to for a way out. 23: Caleb's equally mysterious partner in crime. Leanne: Organization slavemaster and CEO. Killed by 23. Sebastian: Replacement CEO. Very, extremely dead. Bors: Minor player in the organization. Sympathetic to Charlie.

Charlie: There’s a kind of primal panic in suffocation. A kind of shock. Limbs act of their own accord. Lungs wrestle against themselves. The conscious mind is put on hold, supplanted by instincts and an ice-white fear. ‘I can’t breathe.’ The boy had never experienced it before. There was water in his throat. He flailed, his legs kicking for the far distant surface, his hands rising to his neck, trying to do something about the pressure in his chest. He tried to scream, water

Actually, this is just a regular dragon. It partnered with Tsuru. Peter's mother.

James: James had, as it happened, been correct. His instincts had led him true. His splitting of the ocean had found just the right spot to pinpoint both his targets; Charlie and the beast now both floundering on the seabed. He had found them, even if his titan’s arms were already shaking from the weight of the water pressing against his form. Even if Charlie spared him little more than a glare as he clambered to his feet, before returning his attention to his captor. He’d still found

Bermuda, Peter: Peter would be first upon the breach. There had been no argument on that; though he could tell his father had wanted to. The topic had not been broached. His parents had failed. There was no judgement to that. No recrimination. They knew it just as well as he did. They had failed to protect his son. This was his job now. When the portal opened, he would be the one to storm the gap, however fortified the enemy had made it. He would pass through, he would destroy, a

James: James Toranaga had never, in all his life, felt such a quantity of nope. He could… feel it inside of him. Inside his mind. Inside his thoughts; slender fingers flicking through his memories like they were records in a vinyl store. When he tried to face it; to rid himself of that scratching in his brain, he found himself staring at a void. A featureless darkness that could not be moved without being fallen into. There was no fighting this. There couldn’t be a shield against

Charlie: The boy couldn’t have been asleep for very long when a set of light thumps in the surrounding earth saw him roused. He hadn’t been dreaming; not quite, at least. There had been something there when the world around him went away, but it hadn’t been anything quite as solid as a dream. More like an ache; a few sparking wires of his imagination throwing up images of a dodge-ball rolling in smooth, slow circles in a patch of sand. It had been soothing, in a way. He wondered where

James: The bird was odd looking; six broad wings spaced unevenly across a body that had to be three or four feet long. Four were spaced around the creature’s upper mass, a pair at both the top and bottom of a slender set of ribs, with the third positioned at the end of a long, snake-like tail. It cut an unusual figure as it moved, not so much flying as... almost swimming through the sky. Like an eel given flight, its head crested with what, for all the world, looked like armored plates the

Interesting points, Weinerdog. Thank you.

Indeedly so.

"Sarah just wants her child back, nothing else matters at this moment." Yeah. Well said.

.... That pun is amazing.

Sarah: Sarah Toranaga sat quietly on the couch beside her husband, letting the words and actions flow all around her. A part of her couldn’t think. Another part refused to stop. She was pleading; a low, desperate chant playing over and over inside a mother’s brain. Not again, she begged. Please, God. Please don’t hurt my son again. “How did it happen?” Peter asked quietly beside her, his tone less one of rage and more a cold, tired kind of dread. “How did you lose him? He’s my so

Charlie: For a few moments, the room was still; all eyes on Charlie; his own eyes on Mr. Grey. Outside, there was a muted roar, then a crash like glass breaking all around them. “... You won’t shoot me,” Charlie muttered, trying his damndest to ignore the thudding in his chest. “You need a portal, and that’s either me or my mom. Good luck getting her help with me gone.” There was a gunshot from outside. Sebastian reoriented his revolver to point at one of Charlie’s legs.

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Heh. Tsuru's condescending to most people anyways.

"Sebastian is starting to sound sort of like an old time Nazi and their idea of racial purity." Interesting. I was lowkey modelling his viewpoint off of my own observations on historical bigotry, but I hadn't intended to make him into a nazi. Can't say you're wrong, tho. "I want a second chapter on Sundays... LOL" I'mma say no, cuz I'm a meanie.

"James I think that he is a way more powerful entity than any one realised" Hah! Accurate. 😆