Stories

Cyberpunk 2077 fanfic. Kerry Eurodyne/V.

He plays for me, humming along with the melody. Waves break lazily against the side of the yacht as it moves along down the bay at a leisurely pace. I lean back in my seat and just watch him, listen to the sound of his voice. Always liked that voice. Always listened when it came up on the radio.

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It's weird, hitting it off with a much older musician you've always admired. Weirder still when you've got his long dead best friend kicking around in your brain...

My take on V and Kerry's relationship from Boat Drinks onward and past the Stars/Aldecaldos ending.

Puppy kneels.
They like to be useful.

The magic words are: "Good boy."

Gareth Hawethorne is dead. But death isn't the end for him. Thrust into a strange world. he must learn to survive. A surprisingly difficult task for a world where death is never the end.

Leon Griseus remembers only one thing from his life, a stranger's face. In a world where people look nothing like their living selves, can he hope to find this stranger who might hold the key to their past, to their life?

Conrad is desperately bored serving drinks at the gay bar where he works, until one day Kim shows up, and Kim is anything but boring.

Rated for language.

Caitlyn has had an impact on me. I think her actions and influence could save some troubled lives.

Alternative Universe from The Orchestra - Sinfónia Lifsins, but can be read on its own. Here, Siggi is a trans guy. The story is a series of one-shots focusing on how Siggi's life changes from the main story because of this "small" detail. First-person perspective on what it is like to be a trans person with disabilities and way too many issues.

This is the follow up to "A Fairy Out of Her Tale - Dear Diary". Can probably be read on its own, but it's not recommended.

Nessa is a fairy who lost her powers because she killed her step-father. Only, her tale is not so straight-forward as that. Demons are out there doing whatever they want and destroying the world because angels can't be bothered to stop them. So it's up to the fairies, dwarves, giants, shape-shifters and merefolk to do the right thing and fight the war nobody wanted or asked for. And then survive to tell the tale...

Little bits of me.

Poetry by Lacuna. The title is based on my first name, Lydia, which was an iron age empire located where Turkey is today.