Vocaloidinspired Stories

"Welcome, Welcome, One And All To The Dark Woods Circus! Gather Around To See This Pitiful, Poor Creatures That God Himself Has Forsaken! Feast Your Eyes On The Deformity, And Depravity, These Dregs Of Humanity. But Watch Those Wondering Hands Now. They Bite" =) "Hope You Enjoy The Ride" -???

Emotions are complexions, vague and abstract. It can be delightful, delicate, painful or harrowing. And yet with all these anomalies in something as unstable as feeling - someone actually relishes in the feeling of conveying them through paintings, and discovering more personalities in the process. This mysterious 'artist' who nobody has seen may be hiding something regarding this odd hobby. One that unfolds and reveals the painful truth of what lies behind... ⋆ ˚｡⋆୨୧ ˚୨୧⋆｡˚⋆ TW mentions of >> self harm, suicide, addiction, mental disorder, emotional manipulation/abuse, angst in general Please STOP reading if you are uncomfortable with these themes!! Thank you and enjoy ★彡 - Meongisacat (*'ω'*)

A story that just has to be written. ■□■□■□■□■□■□ Inspired from Donor Song Originally sung by Gumi but I also liked JubyPhonic's and mom0ki's covers. ■□■□■□■□■□■□ Beautiful illustration by Sternenmelodie. Thanks once again for letting me use your beautiful drawing :3

Hey guys! As a little treat for Valentine's Day, I was inspired by "The Tragedy of Chateau Cepage". If you don't know the melody, it's--- OKAY! I won't spoil it for you! Sorry! Again, it's inspired by the song and I hope you enjoy this little "Nocturne in the Moonlight" and "Nocturne of Recollection" twist. There may be a potential PV that'll be paired up with this story!! Few reminders before you go into the tale... 1) Maria doesn't know Alucard possesses vampiric nature yet still loves him. 2) Richter and Maria aren't related and don't know each other by ANY means. 3) Alucard and Richter don't know each other by ANY means. 4) Richter's still a vampire hunter! 5) Maria isn't a vampire huntress but a noblewoman. 6) Alucard is a Pureblood vampire, NOT dhampir. NOTE: I don't own anything except for my take on the song. All rights belong to personal owners. Plus, I apologize for how late this is! I was working on another story! DX Thank you! WARNING!! Psychopathic and/or Yandere tendencies, rape, kidnapping, murder, assault, vampiric elements (may have an attack), gore

❝𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗜𝗙 𝗜 𝗦𝗖𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠, 𝗠𝗬 𝗩𝗢𝗜𝗖𝗘 𝗪𝗢𝗡'𝗧 𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗖𝗛 - 𝗔 𝗕𝗥𝗢𝗞𝗘𝗡 𝗠𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗗𝗬 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗦 𝗘𝗡𝗗𝗟𝗘𝗦𝗦 𝗗𝗥𝗘𝗔𝗠❞ ━━━━━ (𝗬/𝗡) Yoisaki always found comfort in the soft hum of her computer fan and the quiet glow of her screen. Music was her language, her heartbeat, her only way of understanding the world. Her life revolved around composing songs that could heal, comfort, and reach those who were hurting-because she knew that kind of pain too well. Her world was small, quiet, and safe-until one night, during a late call with Ena, Mafuyu, and Mizuki, something strange happened. After their call ended, her monitor flickered. A website she didn't recognize appeared-its name unreadable, its colors distorted. The cursor moved on its own, dancing across the screen as if something alive was watching her. She tried to turn it off. She tried to pull away. But before she could even blink- The screen pulled her in. Now trapped in a world of rust, ruin, and chaos, (Y/N) must navigate the harsh lands of Gachiakuta, where survival depends not on kindness, but on strength. Yet even in this broken world, her music refuses to fall silent. With her mysterious Vital Instrument, a harp that can heal, defend, and fight, (Y/N) becomes an unexpected light among the darkness. Haunted by her past and driven by her compassion, she'll learn that even the softest melody can echo louder than any scream. But in a place where beauty is punished and kindness is a weapon- Will her music save others... or destroy her instead?

❝𝗕𝗘𝗖𝗔𝗨𝗦𝗘 𝗧𝗛𝗘 𝗗𝗘𝗧𝗘𝗖𝗧𝗜𝗩𝗘 𝗔𝗚𝗘𝗡𝗖𝗬 𝗜𝗦 𝗪𝗛𝗘𝗥𝗘 𝗜 𝗧𝗥𝗨𝗟𝗬 𝗕𝗘𝗟𝗢𝗡𝗚... 𝗦𝗢, 𝗜 𝗙𝗜𝗚𝗛𝗧 𝗘𝗩𝗘𝗡 𝗜𝗙 𝗜𝗧 𝗠𝗘𝗔𝗡𝗦 𝗨𝗦𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗦𝗢𝗠𝗘𝗧𝗛𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗟𝗨𝗥𝗞𝗜𝗡𝗚 𝗜𝗡𝗦𝗜𝗗𝗘 𝗢𝗙 𝗠𝗘.❞ ━━━━ 𝗦𝗛𝗘 was once a shadow among the Raiders - a ghost with blood on her hands and silence for a voice. (Y/N) Izumi was trained to kill, to obey, to never question the orders whispered through her communicator. She was the girl who followed the cold precision of Zodyl Typhon, who endured Jabber's madness, who learned to disappear beside Cthoni's stillness, and who once found fleeting warmth in Momoa's quiet hums of forgotten music. But when a single act of mercy tore her away from the Raiders, the world branded her a traitor. Lost, hunted, and half-alive, she crossed paths with Rudo - a boy who should've seen her as nothing more than another Raider to destroy. Instead, he saw something no one else ever had: a chance for her to start over. Now among the Cleaners, (Y/N) fights to reclaim her soul in a world built on ruin. She struggles with the voice of her mother's phantom - Demon Snow - and the memories of every life she took. Yet, even as she learns to stand beside Rudo and his friends, the shadows of her past move closer, whispering her name again. Because the Raiders don't forget. And the girl who tried to become human again may soon have to face the monsters who made her one. In a world of rust, violence, and broken light - love, forgiveness, and survival all come at the same price: blood.