Lullaby Fanfiction 02 - First Verse of The Lullaby (+18)

So now I'm done with the second chapter to my Lullaby series. Finally! For you who don't know he is my super gay and evil tabletop role-playing character from Black Crusade (Warhammer 40k) and I have played him for about a year now. The world is set in the 41st millennium.

This is the first adventure I played with him ever, and he tells it from his own point of view. He's pretty full of himself and I hope that shows in his choice of words.


Story: Lullaby feels bored on the planet where he was left and jumps from a guy's bed into the next to have somewhere to sleep during the nights. Then one day a lunatic suddenly runs in to the bar where Lullaby sits and listens to rumors and shouts out coordinates to a treasure. The bar is quickly emptied with all the pirates and Lullaby is left alone with three other people, whom he allies himself with to go on a treasure hunt. But nothing goes like he expects...


This is a direct continuation from the previous chapter "The Origin of A Lullaby", but it is okay to continue from here too. The previous chapter is about his childhood and how he became the person he is.

Picture by me.

So my eighteenth birthday went by on the planet where I had been brought to by a heretic after my little fire show on a war world. A few days after my birthday I found myself sleeping soundly in a comfortable bed. The mornings were always nice at the mansion where I had found shelter on the planet filled with heretics. It wasn’t exactly like I had a home of my own on that planet. I was rather jumping from one guy’s bed into the next and slept over at many places. When I had been taken there by the leader from the war where I had turned against my own he had hooked me up with a guy who showed me around, but then I was left on my own. I didn’t have money and I didn’t want to sell my weapons, so I ended up seducing men to have somewhere to sleep and hoped that they would treat me for a dinner. It was a shock to go from luxury at the old man’s place to being poor, but that was my reality.

The mansion was my absolute favorite place and I always slept there if I got the chance. The man – who’s name I won’t tell – was a torpedo for hire and he was filthy rich and very handsome. He lived in a luxurious mansion heavily guarded to prevent the thieves and burglars getting in, and he was pretty paranoid at times. But I had gotten myself under his skin and he welcomed me with open arms. Of course he wanted sex, and so I gave him that in exchange for a place to sleep and to get some fine meals in my stomach.

Heart Speed (18+)

Here's a new original work from me. I haven't done a short one for a long time and I found this unfinished story hidden in my phone drafts from a year ago. I decided to finish it and I think it turned out really good and HAWT!


Story: The young Hal Sommers is a world renowned engineer and car mechanic. He loves his line of work and works for a racer - Sam Bedingfield - as his personal engineer and mechanic. His engineering skills and quick problem solving abilities are known around the workshops and many wants him into their team. But Hal refuses to leave his employer's side even if he has to endure Sam's loving harassments.

One day Hal gets a visit from Sam's biggest rival who asks him to come and work for him with a promise to fulfill Hal's childhood dream, and when Sam finds out about this visit he distances himself from Hal even though the world championship is just around the corner. Hal realizes he misses Sam's childish harassments and that there's something more going on than just an employer/employee relationship. Who wins what and at what cost?


Special thanks to an anonymous Swedish racer who helped me with all the details!

Inspiration: Redline (anime) and my time as a motorman.

Music used as mood-setter:

• "EUROPASS" from Redline Soundtrack 
• "Yellow Line" from Redline Soundtrack
• "Redline Day" from Redline Sountrack

He stood there and pulled on the screw with the wrench. It was stuck hard and Hal had to use a hammer to make it loose enough to open. The engine was hot and it smelled of oil and burned gas. The engine had been over-heated during the test drive Sam had made and Hal had to figure out why. He was thinking about the thermostat being broken and was screwing it lose to check its condition. Nothing seemed to be wrong with it and he put it back again to its place. Then he took out an oily rag from his working overall and put up his shoulder-length blond hair with it. Then he sighed and stared at the engine with his hands resting on his hips while he thought hard.
 
He checked the tank for the radiator and saw that there was too little water inside. So the cooling system was leaking, but where? He had changed gaskets last week and that was the reason why he hadn’t checked the cooling system first.
 
He pulled out a flashlight and examined the engine quickly but decided to start the engine to get the pressure up so the leaking would be revealed as the cooling water would gush out from the leaking spot. As he stared at the growling engine with his green eyes he suddenly saw that there was water dripping out from underneath the engine. He sighed heavily again and pulled out the flashlight again. He knelt next to the red race car and tried to look under the engine but he couldn't see the actual leak but only the dripping water.
 
He decided to stop the engine and give up for the day. It was right past midnight and he was tired after the day's hard work.
 

The Incubus Chapters: Chapter 02 - The Angel (18+)

Hello!

Here's finally the second chapter to my original novel "The Incubus Chapters"! It was a little struggle to write this chapter but I think it turned out okay anyway in the end.

I'm sorry that it was delayed for a whole week but I have been working on the design to my new blog and my drawing skills aren't that good, so it took more time than I thought. But the blog is finished now and you can find it here if you're interested. It's in English and it's about my everyday life as a nerd and about all of my projects.  (^_^)



This chapter is about Nero's and Beelzebub's relationship. I wanted to get this part over with so I decided to write it in this second chapter.

In this chapter the long awaited angel is found and brought to Hell and Nero gets extremely happy and curious - especially when he gets to know that the angel looks almost exactly like him. But the daemon prince Beelzebub gets bored when his job is done with securing the royal palace a bit extra because of the valuable angel, and he searches for Nero to pass some time with the incubus.


Please read the previous chapter before you read this one! You can find it in the Story Archive.

***

A few days later Nero woke up to a noise from the corridor outside his room. It sounded like several people walking in a haste pace and he lifted his tired body up from the warm bed. The warm body of a male servant had been very comfortable to sleep next to, and now his body was protesting and screamed to him to go to sleep again. But the commotion from outside made him wonder what was going on and he ruffled through his messy bed hair before he took his white robe on and opened the door. There he saw servants and guards running around like crazy and they all had either a smile on their lips or looked very stressed out.

“Hey, what’s going on?” Nero asked and rubbed his tired eyes.

A female guard stopped and gave him a smile.

“The angel has been found. We’re preparing for the angel’s arrival,” she said and then hurried down the corridor.

The angel has been found?, Nero asked and hurried out through the door without even dressing himself, wearing only the white robe. He had to find Lucifer and he held his robe together as he ran down the corridors to the golden big hall and opened the heavy doors. Then he ran inside and found Lucifer sitting on his throne talking to the reflection of Beelzebub inside a big mirror standing in front of him.

“The angel…?!” Nero yelled breathlessly as he hurried to the throne. “The angel has been found?”

Lucifer shifted his gaze from the mirror to Nero.

“Yes. Beelzebub found the angel at a human’s place just now.” Lucifer’s voice was filled with an emotion Nero didn’t recognize. It was almost like he was in a state of shock.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Chocolate Kisses (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

So here's the ninth story in the Vocaloid fanfiction series! This time I had to struggle to get it finished because of my cold. My brain really is slow at the moment. But I hope you like it!

Yūma and Gakupo are in the store to buy stuff and Yūma uses this visit at the store as a opportunity to make Gakupo hold some old promises. (If you've read the "Love Mode" story then you know what promises I mean.) When they return home it gets hot when desert is on the menu after some dinner, and Yūma get a fun idea for the bedroom to tease Gakupo with.

I'm so sorry if this story has some wrong in the grammar or misspellings. Please leave a comment or send me a e-mail if you find any and I'll fix them. My brain is really not working 100% so I really am sorry.  (T_T)  But I tried my best to finally update and I really hope you still enjoy it!

(And again I forgot my chocolate behind the laptop's hot air exit vent and it melted into a goo again. I never learn...)


If you like this story, then check the previous fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

***

They were walking together down the road to the store to buy some ingredients for today’s dinner, and as they stood outside the store Gakupo got a terrible blush on his cheeks and he looked nervous. Yūma knew why but he didn’t care. Instead he dragged him into the store by the hand which he had been holding the whole way to the store, and he refused to let go of it. He knew it was still sensitive for Gakupo to show their relationship to people he didn’t know but he had promised Yūma a time ago that they would hold each other’s hands in the store at some point. Today was the day according to Yūma and he didn’t give Gakupo any room to protest; he squeezed Gakupo’s hand to the point where Gakupo complained, but he knew that if he softened his hold of the man’s hand Gakupo would pull his hand free.

“Ow, that hurts, Yūma,” Gakupo complained.

“I won’t let you go this time. All the other times you’ve released my hand the moment we enter the store, but this time I won’t let you do that,” Yūma answered resolutely.

The Incubus Chapters: Chapter 01 - Pilot (18+)

So I updated anyway before these two weeks has gone by. I just couldn't stop writing even if I'm not home, and even if I got strictly told by the doctor to take it easy with the writing or else my shoulders and wrists are going to get inflamed.  (^_^,)

This is the pilot chapter to my new original story called "The Incubus Chapters". It is actually a spin-off from one of my Swedish original stories called (translated to English) "Black Winged Angel", and the original story is a yaoi novel with 17 chapters and still on going. This spin-off is also a yaoi novel and I have no idea how long it will get, but I guess it'll be minimum 20 chapters long. I decided to write this spin-off because I love the character called Nero so much. He's an inspiration to me and he has made me into a better person over the years, and I feel that he needs his own version of the story in ENGLISH! He's so brave and strong even if he's small, and I wish I was like him all the time. My badguy Lullaby is actually inspired from Nero, but Lullaby is the opposite and a very VERY bad version of Nero. Nero's the happiest guy there is with lots of love and fun. ♥

The original story was created in 2008, and it took me two years of research before I actually got to start writing on it. The original story is about an angel called Neon who escapes from Paradise to adventure on Earth among us humans, but there he suddenly gets kidnapped to Hell by Lucifer - the crown prince of Hell - who tells him that God is dead and he needs Neon's help to rescue Earth from the angels who in secret threatens to destroy it. Neon is also told that he is God's last creation and contains God's last powers, and for Lucifer to get to use them Neon has to fall from Paradise and sin. The innocent angel is terrified in the beginning and doesn't believe the Devil's lies, but slowly he learns that Hell isn't the dreadful place he has told it is, and that Hell is actually filled with justice, love and care. He gets a personal servant and bodyguard in the form of an incubus called Nero - who is a half-daemon and half-human with the soul of an animal - and together with Nero he learns the truth behind Paradise and Hell.

This is Nero's version of the story.

I have done some changes in the facts from daemonology to fit this story. I have studied anglology and daemonology for two years just to be able to write this story, and I have gone through a lot of pains to build this world and fill in all the holes in the story as best as I can. This world is the most well built world I have created, and I'm in love with it. ♥ I have always believed ever since I was a child that Hell is not such a bad place as they say it is. "It's just misunderstood" I used to say to my nanny - who was a Christian - when I was around 6-10 years old, and who always told me stories from the Bible.

I have also created a roleplaying game based on this world.

Note #1: This has nothing to do with religion and beliefs. It is a fictional story with elements from the holy scripts from the four world religions, combined with anglology and daemonology. I just wanted to create a story where the bad ones actually are misunderstood and really are the good ones.

Note #2: You'll learn more and more about this world the further the chapters go.

***

”Oh, yes… Just like that.”

”You like it here, don’t you?”

“Yeah. Ahn… It makes my whole body quiver like crazy.”

“You feel so good.”

“Aahh…! Oh I’m just about to cu…”

“NERO!” An angry voice echoed throughout the corridor outside the little servant bedroom on the first floor. Nero got shocked at the sound of the voice and jumped and looked at the heavy wooden door with his eyes, blue as the clearest ocean. He knew who it was and panicked.

“SHIT! It’s Beelzebub! If he gets to know that I have seduced you from your guarding post he’ll skin me alive!” Nero said in the panic and hurried off of the guards’ hips where they lay on the bed, and hurried to pick up his clothes from the floor. “Damn it! I was just about to cum too! My body is weak!” he then cursed and opened the window and climbed up on the window seat. “Come here, hot stuff!” he then said to the guard who was also hurriedly putting on his clothes. The guard hurried to him and Nero took a hold of the guard's collar and pulled him into a kiss. “I’ll definitely see you again later,” he then said and jumped out the window on the first floor of the palace just in time for when the door into the room was kicked open by a grumpy Beelzebub.
 

Vocaloid Fanfiction Bonus Story 01: Gakupo - A Day In Our Life

Helloo!

So here's the shorter bonus story that I have mentioned in a previous update. It was a pain to write this and I'm not at all satisfied with hit, but I can't do it better at the moment. I'm sorry if it lacks some smex too but I feel that I want to develop them a little too as characters if I'll be able to write about them in the future too.

I have some really yummy stories coming up with them too. I just have to write them down. LOL! Some really funny bonus stories and a veeeeery smexy ninth story too. Omg! xD

This was a request from a friend and I hope you still like it even if it's not 100% good. I have written it three times and still can't make it like I want it to be, so please bear with me this time, okay?  (T_T)

The bonus story is through Gakupo's eyes about a normal day in their life.  (^_^)



If you like this story, then check the previous fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

The day was hot as I walked down the road. I had been at work and had just left my system room to head home. I was finished a little earlier than normal. Yūma was already home. He got to finish his work earlier because he’s a more high quality Vocaloid and his system room is up to date, but I guess it suits him because of his cute attitude against work. He always struggles to get up in the mornings to go to work. He’s not a morning person at all. I have to pull him up by force but sometimes I can tease his hot temper to get him up to chase me around, and that’s probably the most efficient way to get him up from the bed. He has the cutest morning temper I know. First he’s very grumpy and tries to hide under the covers, but then he turns into a very needy person who wants everything there is to have. He wants breakfast on the bed, he wants me to shower him, he wants hugs and kisses... I can’t help but to love that attitude of his.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Love Potion (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

It's friday and here's the new fanfiction as promised.  (^0^)  I think it's time for a warning again: It's really 18+ and it was hawt enought to write about that it made my chocolate melt. (No Tan... You forgot the chocolate behind your laptop's hot-air exit vent, remember?)

There's not much to say about the story. Inspiration was found from a documentary about a fish that has poisonous spikes (LOL wut?) but don't worry, the story isn't about fish or poison, but it's about potion. It was the first time for me to write about smexy roleplay so I felt a little embarrassed at times. Dunno why really because I have written really naughty stuff before. LOL!

Yūma comes home one day with a special little bottle with "medicine" he has found in a special store. Then he starts to complain about his heart beating fast, a tingling all over his body and that he's having a fever. Gakupo suggests him to go to see a doctor and Yūma agrees, but who do you think Yūma has in mind to be his doctor who can also relieve these "symptoms" he has with a little help from the so called "medicine" he found?

I hope you enjoy it! xD



If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive. 

”Hey Gakupo!” Yūma yelled as he came in through the door and closed it. “Guess what I found in a store!”

Gakupo was standing in the kitchen cooking and as he heard that Yūma was home he looked up at the doorway into the kitchen where Yūma stood with a smile on the lips.

“No, tell me what you’ve found,” he said and stirred in the pot.

The kitchen was filled with the tasty smell of homemade curry and Yūma took a good sniff of the air. He curiously walked up next to Gakupo and looked into the pot to see what he was cooking. There he saw something that looked like a very delicious curry and he felt how it started to water in his mouth.

“Looks delicious!” he said and begged for a taste. Gakupo laughed and pulled up the ladle and held it in front of Yūma. As Yūma tasted it he got at surprised look and said: “Wow, it really is good! A new recipe?”

“Yes. The virus found it on the net. He’s very useful,” Gakupo smiled but chuckled as he saw Yūma’s pouting expression. “Why won’t you drop that attitude against him and get to know him instead? He’s very friendly you know.”

“Hmpf!” Yūma crossed his arms in protest. “I have nothing to say to that shit. He tried to take over my system! Why should I be friends with someone like that?”

“Don’t be childish. He’s a virus. That’s what he does. He wants to exist too. Give him a chance now that he has found a home in Kaito’s old cell phone,” Gakupo smiled and pulled Yūma closer with an arm around his waist and continued stirring the curry.

“I don’t like him,” Yūma pouted and Gakupo sighed. Sometimes Yūma was very childish.

“What was it you found in a store by the way?” Gakupo asked and immediately Yūma’s eyes sparkled.

“Oh! I almost forgot!” He pulled out a little bottle from the pocket of his jacket and held it out for Gakupo to see. “You know that naughty store we found a few days ago, remember? I went inside today to see what they had in there and then I found this little bottle.”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Lonely Fairytale Castle (Gakupo x Yuma)

Phew! Finally finished, and WOAH how good it turned out in my opinion! I sat and laughed and smiled almost through the whole story. It was so cozy and just like I wanted it to be. xD * Tan super proud *

As I said before I sent Yūma and Gakupo to a scary place. One evening when some Vocaloids are gathered at Gakupo's apartment for some ghost stories Yūma "happens" to scare everyone to tears and chase them away so that he can have Gakupo all to himself. Meiko - who probably got most frightened of Yūma's superb ghost story - decides to challenge him and gives him the challenge of going to an old, abandoned amusement park and visit an attraction that is said to be haunted. There she wants him to take a photo at the top of its tower as proof that he's been there. It's a fairytale castle and along with Gakupo Yūma heads there to prove to Meiko that he's not a scaredy cat. Does Yūma live up to his name as brave or does he end up running away with his tail between the legs?

I took the biggest amusement park here in the north called Liseberg and minimized it to a small amusement park with a few attractions, but the Fairytale Castle (Sagoslottet) is there - I have only changed a little of the settings inside it by swapped places with some sceneries. If you want to see the attraction and how it looks inside to get a better idea of the scenery in the story you can watch this video from the ride. Or then look at the pictures on the official site here. I love this old fairytale castle! It's built in 1968 and I always ride it when I'm in Liseberg even if I'm 24 years old. LOL! But many of my friends thinks that the castle is creepy and doesn't want to ride it with me, and there's where I found my inspiration for this story.

 

This time the Fairytale Castle is scary, just like my friends think it is but a little worse. Mohaha! I haven't laughed this much to any story that I have written. I got funny images in my head all the time when I wrote this and I hope that they emerge in the story. I love the end scene with the king doll in this story! LMAO! (I was always scared of the king doll when I was a child.)

I also found some help to inspiration from the song "Nigeru Mono" from the Paprika-anime.

Read and enjoy!



If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

”And then the girl walked slowly and quietly against the corner where she had heard the weird noise. She looked carefully around the corner and she saw the old broken down factory stand there with its eerie and empty windows. Then she heard the noise again but this time from behind her. She felt a breath against her neck and her hairs stood on end. It was behind her. The cold and creepy feeling crawled up her legs and as she forced herself to look over her shoulder... THERE SHE SAW THE GHOST!”

Meiko lit up the flashlight under her face and haunting shadows covered her face in the darkened living room in Gakupo’s apartment. Rin hid behind her twin brother Len, Kaito bit his nails and Miku hugged Piko and squeaked. Meiko looked satisfied after getting the right kind of response she was after, but as she looked over at Yūma and Gakupo she suddenly felt disappointed. Even though Gakupo looked scared as he hugged Yūma’s arm with both arms Yūma seemed totally unaffected.

“Was that all?” he asked and Meiko pouted.

“Weren’t you scared at all?” she asked with a sour look on her face. Yūma chuckled.

“You have to do better than that to make me scared,” he said with a cocky smile.

“Oh yeah? Then you tell it better!” Meiko protested and crossed her arms.

Yūma got a menacing smile on his lips as he asked. “Do you really want me to?”

“Go ahead. Try making me scared!” Meiko challenged and tried to stare Yūma down, and Yūma looked back at her with a challenging smile.

“Challenge accepted.”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Crackless Perfection (Gakupo x Yuma)

Here's the new story in the Vocaloid series about Gakupo and Yūma. It's finally finished. I couldn't wait to finish it and right now I'm so proud of it. I hope you like it too. ♥

I felt that these two are ready for little relationship drama. The story is about jealousy and hurt, but also love and warmth. Will these two survive a serious argument, and will they find the strength to forgive each other and strengthen their relationship even further? Or will they go separate ways and always regret the past?

I found my inspiration - as told in the previous update today - in the song "Collide" by Howie Day and the MEP "You And I Collide" by InsatiableDesireStd on Youtube. To give the right feeling to the story I really recomend you to listen through the song and think about the feeling from it while reading. Why not have the song quietly in the background while you read it? I had it in repeat in my ears for eight hours while writing this. Haha!


Enjoy! ♥



If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

The music was beating loud in the crowded club and the lights blinked along with the music. Yūma was out having a fun time with friends because he missed getting out from the apartment and meet other people. He liked being with Gakupo, but sometimes he had to go back to his old tracks and meet other people and friends. Besides – Gakupo wasn’t the party type and spent his time in the dojo when Yūma was out.

This club called “Official” was the main spot for all Vocaloids and UTAUs. It was here where the newcomers made their debut and Yūma had once stood on that stage himself singing for the first time for the other Vocaloids.

Today was a special night with a new UTAU making its debut and Yūma was curious to see the newcomer, and so that explained why he was at the club this special evening. Soon he would probably be on that stage again and present his new voice bank VY2v3. He had company from Kaito, Luka, Meiko and his sister Mizki, but they all had a hard time dealing with the heavily drinking Meiko who was drunk already after two hours at the club. He left to get some water for her from the bar and shouldered his way to the bar through the packed crowd.

As he asked for water and turned around to head back to the others he got surprised when he saw a man with long purple hair closely in front of him.

“Gakupo?” he asked surprised. “I didn’t know you were coming. Why didn’t you say anything?”

But the man looking like Gakupo laughed quietly with arrogance in the voice and suddenly Yūma felt the smell of cigarettes from this man and saw a tattoo on his right cheek. This wasn’t Gakupo. It’s a Fanloid!, he thought surprised. Kagura was his name if I remember correctly.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - White Intruder (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

So here it is. It’s finished! And gosh, it’s so long!  (O_O)  It was really hard to finish this because of the length. I had planned it to be only 9 pages but suddenly it got to be 18!  (>_>)

This story is about Yūma who starts to get weird impulses to do things he never would do. His system is malfunctioning. And on top of that he and Gakupo has been working hard and not being able to be with each other for a whole week because of lot of work. He feels lonely and when the impulses hits him he tries to keep them a secret from his lover not to worry him – until the worst case scenario occurs with Yūma's system being too damaged, and suddenly Gakupo has to save him.

I wanted to focus a little on the Vocaloid systems in this story and how the Vocaloids “work” and delivers all the songs you editors make. I don’t think I will ever be able to touch a Vocaloid software after this. LOL! It feels like they’ll get too much work to do if I start editing too. xD Poor Vocaloids… They are really hard workers, don’t you think?

I hope you enjoy it!



If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

”Hey…”

”Mm?”

Yūma walked up to the back of the couch and looked at Gakupo who was laying down with his right arm over his eyes like he had a headache. He was totally exhausted after being forced to deal with a Gakupo-user who didn’t know what to do with the program and made Gakupo use his voice in an uncomfortable pitch and horrible tones.

“Are you okay?” Yūma asked and rested with his elbows on the back of the couch. “You look like you’re about to die.”

Gakupo sighed and looked up at the green eyes that stared back at him and gave Yūma a weak smile.

“Yeah, I just have to rest.”

“You sure? I was thinking about going to the store. Do you want something?”

“Can you buy some ingredients to a salad? I want to eat something fresh today.”

Yūma pouted a little first. He didn’t like salad and other healthy stuff like that, but because he felt so sorry for Gakupo he decided to go along this time and eat whatever Gakupo wanted to eat.

“Sure. You want the usual stuff I guess?” he asked, and Gakupo nodded.

“Thanks…”

Yūma walked around the corner of the couch and leaned over Gakupo to give him a kiss and smiled.

“You know I hate salad, so I want you to compensate me afterwards for actually eating that disgusting stuff,” he whispered with a seductive smile and looked Gakupo deep in the eyes.

Gakupo lifted both of his arms to play with Yūma’s pink hair behind his ears and chuckled:

“Why don’t you eat something else then?”

“Did you forget that I am a terrible cook? How am I supposed to make dinner when everything I touch either explodes or gets burned?”

Gakupo laughed and pulled Yūma closer into another kiss.

I'm In Love With An Illusionist

Hello! I’ve not updated for a while now but I suddenly got an urge to finish a short story that I began writing on in fall last year.

I have always loved magician and illusion shows, and I love burlesque and the extravagant clothes they wear on that type of shows, and so that brought me the idea of writing a cute story about just that. I wanted to combine all of these different kinds of shows into one, and it’s a shame there’s no real shows like these. Not that I know about at least. I know there’s illusion and magic shows, and burlesque shows – but nothing that combines all of these. *sad*

I have also a passion for creepy carnival themes and broken marionettes, so I also put some of these elements in this story too.

The story is about a young magician/illusionist that has an underground theatre in Berlin, and the word about these very magnificent shows has reached a newspaper office. The journalist Bastian is getting the task to go to one of these shows to review it for the paper, but he gets so overwhelmed from the show that he wants to impress his boss and make an interview with the mysterious and hard to catch illusionist. But a golden “ticket” turns his luck and suddenly he is caught off guard by the promiscuous illusionist.

(A tip: I used the album from Nox Arcana called "Carnival of Lost Souls" as a mood setter for the second show in this story. It's an awesome and creepy album. Check it out! ♥)

(Picture by me. Not as nearly as good as Lamunan's in the Vocaloid-stories, but still! xD)

The 27 year old Bastian Weiß stared at the very expensive ticket in his hands. It said “Star Struck Illusion” on it and a dark silhouette of a man with a top hat stood in a powerful pose next to the seat number and address of the theater.

“This is your next coverage. It’s a theater owned by a young man who performs as an illusionist. We have gotten some suggestions from our readers who wish us to make a review of this place. The place is gaining popularity fast,” his boss said. “It is fully booked a few months ahead, but I managed to get a hold of a ticket from an acquaintance.”

“It’s a magic show? Is this place really that popular? Why haven’t I heard of it?” Bastian asked, and his boss gave him a cynical smile.

“Maybe you’re not the man for the job? The place is underground but popular, and the performance is full of sexual content and brutality. Maybe you’re too innocent for that place?”

Bastian got angry. Just because he didn’t have had a girlfriend for a few years now didn’t mean that he was a virgin and clueless. He had his perversions too.

“No, I’ll take it! I just have to sit there and watch the show and then write a review of it, right? I’ll get it done. No problem!”

His voice sounded determined and a little too irritated than he meant it to be. But his boss gave him a pat on the shoulder and wished him good luck and walked away to yell at an intern who messed up a pile of papers.  Bastian stared at the ticket again and wondered what kind of place it could be. If it had gained such a huge amount of popularity in a short while, then the place must be a good one. Little did he know that he was too naïve thinking like that.

Fanfiction: There Is Another Lullaby

Sorry, this time it's not a "real" fanfiction. This is actually a fanfiction from Warhammer 40k's tabletop game Black Crusade where I have a character named Lullaby. My Lullaby is a really bad guy and completely insane. He's cute but he's the sluttiest little gay brat in the whole universe who loves torture and sex. But his past is very, very dark: He had gotten so much insanity already as a young teenager that he lost his mind and became evil. He has gone through abuse of every kind you can ever imagine all the way up to his 17th birthday when he turned his back to human kind and told it to fuck off.

Because his past is so dark I wanted to try and make an alternative dimension where he actually has a happy past, and that inspired me to make two short fanfictions with this alternative version of him.

This first one was completed today and is about how this alternative Lullaby is being tainted by Chaos. A mysterious man storms into his room one night and seduces Lullaby. But the man won't tell who he is, but he sure knows about Lullaby and starts to blackmail him with sensitive information. Lullaby - who is a spoiled little rich kid born into a noble family of navigators - fights back, but his body is too hungry for another man that he finally gives in. But what he doesn't know is that as he gives himself to the man he is tainted with Chaos, and one of the chaos gods - Prince of Pleasure Slaanesh - decides to make a little visit in Lullaby's dreams.

It's a story about the beginning of an alternative Lullaby becoming a bad guy. Who doesn't like to watch a nobleman's kid fall to the "dark side"? Almost like Star Wars. LOL!

(There is two things these two Lullaby's has in common: Their personality and Slaanesh.)

• And here is a fanfiction about how he acts as a bad guy:
  Let Me Sing You a Lullaby
  
  I posted this on my other blog because it really doesn't have any sex in it and doesn't suit here. The story is about how he kills the govenor's son on a pleasure world that he wants to claim as his own.

 (Picture of Lullaby hand-drawn by me.)

The night was hot and the 17 year old Haddon Amabell was tossing and turning in his king-sized bed in his room. His body was sticky with sweat and he sighed heavily and sat up in bed. His golden blond hair was disheveled because of the tossing and turning and stood out in every way possible. He yawned irritated and rubbed his closed eyes for a few seconds before he stood up from the bed and staggered tired to the balcony door and opened it to walk outside to look at the busy city not too far from the mansion where he lived. The cool night wind caressed his naked body and calmed his hot skin – which was the typical tone of a noble; pearl white. He stood there for a while to enjoy the cool air before going to bed again. The summer season was at its peak and the hot weather had been exhausting for everybody. It was hotter than usual on the planet and rumors about the planet dying became more spread and talked about. But Haddon didn’t care. When he was finished with school and turned 18 he would disappear from that backwater world and never look back.

Haddon was born into a proud noble family of navigators, but he himself wasn’t born with the gene that would make him into a navigator and pride for his family house. He was the only one in his whole family born without the special gene passed down from generation to generation in the family house of Amabells. Instead he had gotten an unusual human mutation: Heterochromia with his right eye blue and left eye green. He was also of a very small build and he was often mistaken for being much younger than he actually was.

His parents didn’t care about him lacking that special gene though. Haddon had a five years older sister named Lucretia who was a full-fledged navigator and working to maintain the family status. She was a hard worker and Haddon hadn’t seen her for almost a year now. He often thought about her and wished he would be a navigator too to work in the same galaxy sector as her, but instead he was educated into a void-master.  He hoped to one day be the void-master of the ship where his sister was a navigator, but they were so many years apart that he knew it was almost impossible. She would retire and start a family before Haddon got as far as being a void-master. The time to get to the rank of a void-master took years.

Haddon was the family’s black sheep and was a very mischievous young man. His personality shifted like night and day without his family knowing it. During the day he pretended to be a well-brought-up child of the noble household of Amabells who was on top of his class, did as he was told and respected his parents. But during the night his real personality came forth: He loved to party and jump from the one man’s bed into the next. He loved attention and did everything to get it, and he didn’t hesitate to get what he wanted. But he was very cautious to never reveal his true identity as an Amabell. The reputation of his household was still a concern for him, so he went by the nickname Lullaby at the masquerade parties he and his family was invited to – and Lullaby was much known in the shadowy parts of these parties. If it was a normal party he just had to keep his legs shut and endure it.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Onsen Fever ♨ Part 2 (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

As I promised this is the new fanfiction about Gakupo and Yūma. It is divided into two parts because it is so long. This time I wanted to concentrate on developing the characters a little, so I sent them to an onsen resort for some relaxation. But the question is whether it really is as relaxing as Gakupo and Yūma hoped it to be?

It is written with a twink in the eye. I really wanted to present Yūma's sister Mizki (VY1), and I think she's a pretty cool chick with a similar attitude to Yūma. Usually I find it hard for female characters, but she feels more like a tomboy - so it was okay to write about her.

Something that I also wanted to mention in the story was Yūma's properties as a street punk. I wanted to highlight his stubborn attitude and his fiery temper - and I also wanted to highlight Gakupo's adult like and mature personality that you won't see that often.


Again Lamunan gave me permision to use one of her pictures here in this story. I actually wrote the story completely because of that picture because I thought that the picture was so beautiful and awesome. xD

Here is her Youtube and DeviantArt. Make sure to take a look!

• Youtube →  http://www.youtube.com/user/Lamunan
• DeviantArt →  http://www.colamu.deviantart.com/

If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.
 

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The lunch went smoothly and it appeared that Mizki’s friend – who also owned the inn – was a Pitchloid called Akaito. That was when Yūma realized why the men’s yukata were wine red. The guy clearly liked the color red. Most of the mansion was designed after different shades of red and brown.

Yūma had a hard time relaxing in Akaito’s presence. It wasn’t that Akaito seemed to be a bad guy, but he was a Pitchloid after all. He wasn’t like all the other Vocaloids, and the fact that the whole inn was crawling with Pitchloids gave him a bad feeling in the guts.

“Hey, Gakupo,” he whispered as he leaned closer. “Have you noticed that there’s lots of Pitchloids here?”

“Yeah, why?” Gakupo asked and didn’t understand Yūma’s worry.

“I don’t really know. It gives me a creepy feeling.”

“Just relax and enjoy the stay,” Gakupo smiled, and Yūma sighed and tried to relax. But a bad feeling lingered in the air.

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Onsen Fever ♨ Part 1 (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

As I promised this is the new fanfiction about Gakupo and Yūma. It is divided into two parts because it is so long. This time I wanted to concentrate on developing the characters a little, so I sent them to an onsen resort for some relaxation. But the question is whether it really is as relaxing as Gakupo and Yūma hoped it to be?

It is written with a twink in the eye. I really wanted to present Yūma's sister Mizki (VY1), and I think she's a pretty cool chick with a similar attitude to Yūma. Usually I find it hard for female characters, but she feels more like a tomboy - so it was okay to write about her.

Something that I also wanted to mention in the story was Yūma's properties as a street punk. I wanted to highlight his stubborn attitude and his fiery temper - and I also wanted to highlight Gakupo's adult like and mature personality that you won't see that often.

There are no pictures in the story so far. The artist behind the latest pictures have ended up in a "slump" in drawing pictures (as I have fallen into the same slump when it comes to writing), so if she will draw pictures for this story in the future I will update them as they get finished, and of course announce it here!


If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive. 

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”Mmh! Right there,” Yūma sighed as he moved his hips over Gakupo’s member.

“Is it your good spot?” Gakupo asked with his intoxicating dark voice, and Yūma nodded as he raised his hips slowly and then let them slide down again.

“Yeah… It’s a very good spot,” Yūma said like in a trance with his eyes closed, and Gakupo laughed quietly.

“Hey, don’t disappear from me.”

Yūma opened his eyes a little and looked at the man laying in front of him on the bed. He was riding on top of him with slow motions. It felt nice to take it slow. He could feel everything in detail.

“I’m not disappearing,” he whispered and sighed. “It’s just that you reach so deep inside me like this. It feels incredible. Aah…”

“Yeah… You’re so warm, Yūma.”

“Mmmh…”

Suddenly something banged against the front door and they stopped and stared at each other. The banging continued, and a voice yelled:

“Gakupo-chaaan!”

Yūma got a shocked expression on his face.

“Shit! It’s my sister!”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - Love Mode (Gakupo x Yuma) 18+

This story was actually not planned from the beginning. I was writing on a sequel to the previous Vocaloid fanfiction, but the story changed dramatically and got a mind of its own. So I had to make it into a side-story.

(I hate it when a story decides to go another way than what I want.)


It’s a lazy day at Gakupo’s place and he wakes Yūma to make him help cook some lunch. After they have eaten their lunch in front of the TV Yūma asks Gakupo to browse through his channels, and suddenly Yūma sees something interesting that’s turns the heat on between the two of them.


But this story got pretty hot and sexy! Or rather: It’s the hottest and sexiest I’ve written so far. LOL! xD This was a challenge that I took on, and it turned out to be a success. Here I wanted to present both Gakupo’s and Yūma’s personalities a little more, and it turned out that Gakupo is a little shy as seme while Yūma is a straight forward uke. Gakupo is the one who hesitates a little at the beginning and needs encouragement, but can turn kind of sadistic in the end - while with Yūma… Let’s just say that he’s PANG BOOM all the way! xD He lives up to his name at least.

And again I am using pictures from the artist as for the previous story – Lamunan. She has drawn all these beautiful (and extremely hot) pictures for this story too! Thank you, Lamunan, for your hard and awesome work!

Make sure to give her Youtube channel and DeviantArt a visit!

Her Youtube channel: http://www.youtube.com/user/Lamunan

Her DeviantArt: http://www.colamu.deviantart.com/

If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

 

”Hey! Get your ass from the bed and help me out here!” Gakupo yelled as he came inside the apartment and put the bags on the counter in the kitchen. He didn’t hear any reply so he walked across the corridor to the bedroom and looked at Yūma who was sleeping soundly faced down on the bed. He was sprawled over the whole bed and only had the sheet slightly covering his lower regions. Seeing Yūma almost naked on the bed made Gakupo swallow hard.

He walked up to the bed and sat down on the edge of the madras to lean forward and kiss Yūma’s neck. Yūma mumbled something in his sleep and let out a deep breath.

“You little lazy ass princess,” he chuckled as he gave Yūma’s neck another kiss. “Wake up. I want your help in the kitchen.” Yūma just mumbled something again but he didn’t look like he was about to wake up. “Or maybe you want me to stay here and do some bad stuff to you?”

“Go away…” he heard a sleepy voice say, and Gakupo chuckled again.

Yūma had practically moved in with Gakupo after their little romantic evening a few days ago. Gakupo felt very pleased about it and he loved to take a break like this with the one he loved. But Yūma was – as always – very lazy and Gakupo had a hard time getting him up from the bed in the mornings.

“I will not go away until you have gone up from bed to help me in the kitchen,” Gakupo said next to Yūma’s ear.

Yūma turned around on his back and looked at Gakupo with almost closed eyes.

“I’m tired. And we still have our break from having to sing. Can’t you let me sleep?” he mumbled, but Gakupo shook his head.

“I want to enjoy being with you now while we’re on our break. But I can’t be with you if you sleep, right?”

“Ngggh!” Yūma complained and massaged his closed eyes. “You’re such a sweet talker.”

“Am I convincing then?”

Vocaloid Fanfiction - After The Sugar Rush (Gakupo x Yuma)

Here is the next installment in my fanfiction archive. This time it is with Vocaloids: Gakupo and Yūma - also called VY2. Why you ask? Because I think they are the most amazing duo in the whole Vocaloid-series. Their voices complement each other in a special way unlike other duos in my own opinion. And of course they are cute together.


The story is about Yūma and Gakupo taking a break from the life of a song synthesizer by bugging their systems. They take it easy and watches a movie and talks, but when night comes and Yūma gets drowsy after a sugar rush it gets Gakupo in the mood for something else.


This time I had a lot of help from an amazing person called Lamunan on Youtube who provided me with amazing pictures to this story. She gave the story the spark of life which it needed. You can find her Youtube-channel here, and DeviantArt here. (Her Youtube-channel contains a lot of fun stuff with Yūma and Gakupo! And she's very good at MMD and Vocaloid/UTAU. Check it out!)

Thank you so much for your help, Lamunan! ♥

I have a hard time writing fanfiction because I like to make up my own characters instead. But this time it was actually pretty fun and when I did some research about Yūma I realized that dude is out of his mind! He’s crazy! xD I put small links in the story to give you proof of that. The most things are from his “original” designer, so I guess we can say that his crazy personality is genuine. xD




If you like this story, then check the other fanfictions with the same couple in the Story Archive.

Someone knocked on the door. It was late in the evening and Gakupo had been watching TV on the couch. He didn’t even have time to shout “Come in” before the person opened the door and stepped inside. Yūma stepped inside the apartment and headed right to the dark brown leather armchair next to the couch like he had done that hundreds of times before.

“I’m beat! I think my vocal cords are traumatized,” he sighed with a ragged voice and cleared his throat.

“How come?” Gakupo asked, and Yūma gave him a tired smile.

“I had this girl trying to make a song with me and she totally killed my voice. It sounded awful and it totally felt like she was torturing me. It’s tough to be a song synthesizer,” he answered.

“Yeah, I know what you mean. It would be nice to take some days off, but because we are programs the humans think that we never get tired. We’re lucky if no one uses us for a few hours.”

Yūma smiled a vicious smile and stood up from the armchair and walked up to Gakupo to lean closer and say:

“That’s where my plan…” His voice broke off in a weird squeaky noise and he blushed and cleared his throat and continued: “… comes in. I have figured out what we could do to get a few days off. Don’t tell this to the other Vocaloids. Especially not Miku because she will definitely tell on us – that damn ‘Ms. Goodie-two-shoes’.”

Gakupo stared at Yūma with a huge question mark over his head.

“What plan?” he asked, and Yūma smiled even more viciously.

A Ghostly Love

Here I am with another story! But this time it's really short and simple! I think my head was about to explode after writing the last one before this, so I think my mind wanted to make a simple and short story this time.

The story revolves around Jamie who has just bought a house, but got an unwanted roommate in form of a poltergeist. I will say no more because the story is so short.

I came up with this last night so it doesn't have any deeper thoughts behind it. Just take it for what it is: a short story about complicated love.

There he stood and stared at his car keys which were flying around the room in thin air. A annoying laugh echoed in the room as the keys clattered around him. It was as if the keys were mocking him as they danced a cheerful dance across the room.

“Cut it out! I have to go to work!” Jamie yelled irritated.

The cheerful and annoying laugh echoed again.

“Try to catch me if you want them!”

“I don’t have time, stupid brat! I have to hurry! Now give them back!”

Tristan didn’t listen and materialized so that Jamie could see his transparent form. He flashed that beautiful boyish smile and sank to the floor and tossed the keys to Jamie.

“You’re boring. When you moved in I had hoped that you would give me some entertainment. But no. You’re just boring.”

“Shut up, you little shit!”

The 22 year old Jamie hurried out through the door but as he was about to close it behind him the door slammed shut and locked on its own. Jamie stared at it for a while but snapped out of it and hurried to his car to drive to work.

Jamie cursed his fate. He had dreamed about a small house of his own on the countryside where he could relax from his busy job as a salesman at a store where they sold home electronics. The store was located on a busy street in a big city, and he had taken a loan to buy himself a small house where he could just take it easy and let all the stress go. But he had had bad luck at selecting a house. He had gotten an unwelcomed roommate.

It was a poltergeist named Tristan who was 18 years old in human years, and he had died in that house just one year before Jamie bought it. Tristan loved to tease Jamie and at some points he had tried to hit on him. Jamie was sure that Tristan had been gay when he had still been alive.

Now Jamie hated that house, but he had no choice but to live there with the brat. Tristan was very sexual in his ways and he loved to tease Jamie. Jamie hated to shower because he knew Tristan was watching and sizing him up.

He arrived to his job and sighed before he stepped out of the car.

Big Black Cat Love

How would you react if a big black gay cat would come up to you and ask if you wanted to marry it? Well, the poor Asao finds out about his reaction, and he was quickly pulled into a weird adventure in a world different from ours.

This is a story I came up with yesterday and completed today. I just loved the idea of weirdness and comedy in this one that it practically wrote itself. It was so fun to write that I was actually laughing while writing, and suddenly I got myself pulled in into the story and I just fell in love with the characters and their world.

It is yet again a romantic story with comedy and weirdness. I hope you like it and please let me know if you want more of this couple! I could definitely write more about them! I'm sorry if this lacks any sex scenes, but I felt that the storyline was too pure and innocent. I think it turned out better this way, or what do you think?

The 19 year old Asao was walking home late at night from a birthday party he had been invited to. He wasn’t really up to it, but his friend – the birthday child – had been insisting on him staying because of a girl he wanted to match Asao with. Not that the girl was bad looking, but he didn’t swing that way. But he didn’t want to be rude so he stayed a little longer.

“Haaah! When will Hayabusa give this up and accept that I’m gay?” Asao sighed and scratched his head in irritation when he bought a soda from the vending machine on an empty street.

He wasn’t seeing anyone at the moment. His last boyfriend ran away with his precious computer, and after that he hadn’t heard from the other man at all. He had bad luck in love. Every man he met turned out to be either a loser or a user. So he had become a user himself and went to bed with the first good-looking guy he met and then left the morning after. Not that he was proud of it being a tramp like that, but he didn’t want to be alone either.

He wondered why he had such bad luck. He had concluded that it wasn’t because of his looks. He was really handsome in a typical teenage way. His hair had a chocolate color to it and it was long enough to reach his jawbone, and his eyes were a little lighter than the normal Japanese. He also had good self-confidence so it couldn’t be that he radiated any looser aura around him either.

“I guess I just have bad luck in love,” he sighed and looked up at the night sky after taking a sip from the soda. “To hell with love,” he then muttered and continued his way to his apartment.

Asao had had a weird feeling these past few days. It felt as if he was being watched, and he had been worried about a stalker being after him. But nothing had happened for almost a week, so he thought maybe it was his imagination.

But suddenly he got a really palpable feeling of being watched. He stopped in his tracks and looked over the shoulder. Nothing there. He looked all around him on the empty street, but he couldn’t see anything. Maybe it was hidden in the alleys between the houses?

“Nah! It’s my imagination again,” he sighed and continued walking. But he was spooked by the feeling.

Then he heard something above him, and he stopped instantly and turned his eyes up to the roof of the house next to him, and there in the moonlight he saw some weird kind of cat animal. It stood there and stared at Asao for a while until it jumped down from the roof and landed a few meters from him. Asao stared at it and when it came into the streetlight he saw a big black panther.

“A panther?!” Asao exclaimed in terror, and he felt dizzy and slumped down to the ground.

“I’m so sorry!” he heard someone say, but he drifted into unconsciousness.

Desert Rose - The Spirit of Sahara

Hello again! Here I am with a new story, and it's a lot more happier than the last one. I got this idea a long time ago while I was working in a factory after school and listening to Sting's "Desert Rose". I had seen a documentary a few days earlier about the Saharan desert and the rainforest that used to grow there, and then the idea hit me.

I came up with a story about why the rainforest in Sahara died out, and even though I know it goes against every scientific research there is, it is still a fun idea filled with love and magic in a setting that I wanted to be inspired from "Arabian Nights".

I don't know if the story feel even close to "Arabian Nights" but I know it feels very different from what I usualy write.

About the documentary that is mentioned in this story: I actually saw it on Animal Planet, and I adopted the name to the actual character "Desert Rose" from there. You'll understand what I mean once you read the story.  (^0^)

I hope you like this one as much as I've enjoyed writing it. It's kind of long again, but I hope you like it! ♥ And I'm sorry, but it's so cheesy that you don't want to hear about love after this one! Or so me think! xD

”’Thousands of years ago in what we today know as the merciless desert Sahara, there was a magical and beautiful rainforest. There were species of ancient plants and animals we have never seen, and big rivers flowed though the forest’s core. It was so rich with life and harmony that people began building small temples around their village grounds.

The forest’s life was controlled by a spirit who had a human form of a young man with long hair black as the deepest part of the ocean, and amethyst colored eyes. This spirit was worshiped by the humans and the village leader offered the spirit his daughter as a wife. The spirit and this human woman fell instantly in love and the forest expanded even more.

The spirit and the human woman married, and during the ceremony the forest exploded with colors. Flowers of different sizes and colors grew rapidly around the whole forest, and butterflies with all kinds of color-combinations imaginable decorated the sky. It was said that it was the only day in the rainforest’s history when not a single heart stopped beating. All animals and plants were given this special day as a gift where they didn’t have to worry about dying.

The spirit and its wife got a human child. It was a beautiful baby daughter, and the spirit was so happy with this new life it got.

But one day when the spirit was out of the village to watch over the forest, a bird came flying to it at told it that the village was being under attack by outsiders. The spirit ran through the forest and when it arrived the village was already burned down and the villagers’ bodies lay on the ground. The spirit ran to the temple where it and its family lived, and there it found the bodies of its wife and daughter.

The spirit’s heart broke and it cried. During its cries the animals fled and the plants started to wither. The magical rainforest’s harmony turned in an instant into chaos, and before nightfall the forest had perished.’”

“Wow, grandpa’! Is that a true story?” the little ten year old Thomas asked. The boy’s charming blue eyes were wide in anticipation and his grandfather laughed and closed the book to pat him on his soft golden blond hair.

“Who knows?”

Thomas stood up from the floor where he had been sitting during his grandfather’s storytelling, and he looked like a superhero.

“When I grow up I’ll find that spirit and make it fix the forest again!” he exclaimed and had a determined look on his face.

Hid grandfather smiled and said:

“Then you have a long study in front of you. You have to read mythology and become a mythology researcher.”

“Just wait! I’ll be the best mythola… mytho… myth.”

Thomas’s grandfather laughed again.

“Mythology researcher,” he said slowly, and little Tomas found his determined super hero look again.

“A mytholaga researcher!”

His grandfather got that smile in his old and wise eyes which only grandfathers could have, and patted little Thomas on his head again.

“I think you will be the best the world has ever seen,” he said, and Thomas’s eye glittered.

“You bet I will be!”