I write mostly Gavin-centric fics, and usually it's more Kristoph than Klavier. They are usually yaoi. Occasionally I write het.

My fics have been described by a friend to 'have a tendency to play mindgames with people'. They are usually rated mature and is porn, but I write more than just porn too.

People on the Kristoph thread might recognize this one:

Guilty Pleasure

Authors: Kagaya Chou and the Dream Whisperer
Characters/Pairings: Klavier/Apollo, Phoenix/Kristoph, implied Phoenix/Edgeworth and Kristoph->Klavier and maybe Apollo->Kristoph
Rating: NC-17
Words: 9231
Summary: Klavier and Apollo were up for some good clean fun, up until they came across this video of Herr Wright's... Looks like porn.





Tea Party in Hell (post below)

Authors: The Dream Whisperer
Characters/Pairings: Sort-of Kristoph/Dahlia
Rating: PG-13
Summary: Kristoph and Dahlia: playing games in hell.



The Butterfly Kimono

Authors: Kagaya Chou and the Dream Whisperer
Characters/Pairings: Klavier/Kristoph
Rating: NC-17
Words: 5154
Summary: Happy 21st Birthday, Klavier. Kristoph didn't really get you anything, but...
Warnings: Incest, crossdressing, perils of too much alcohol XD

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Last edited by dreamwhisperer on Mon Mar 24, 2008 4:42 pm, edited 1 time in total.

Tea Party in Hell

God lied.

Hell wasn't fire and brimstone, nor Heaven angels and harps. There were, unfortunately, no such easy boundaries.

Afterlife was, quite simply, what one imagined it to be.

Kristoph Gavin leaned back against the white chair he was sitting on, raising a porcelain cup of tea to his smiling lips. The sun was bright, the sky blue and the grass green. Far off, in the distance, he could hear the sound of a river and a waterfall.

(And the distant, pained screams of a man.)

He didn't drink the tea, of course; he was holding the cup up to hide his insincere smile and silver-steel eyes as he watched... her.

Dahlia Hawthorne sat under a great oak, her usual parasol providing shade for what little sunlight that managed to penetrate through the leaves. A teacup sat untouched next to her. She was a vision in pink, white and red - all fire and warmth and the hot feeling of poison coursing through your veins. The contrast she made with the flat green of the grass and the rough brown of tree bark made her a perfect model to draw a portrait for.

Unfortunately, his plethora of skills did not include art.

She is painting her nails with clear nail polish, a small smile tugging on the edges of her lip as she worked. When she noticed his scrutiny, she looked up and gave him a smile that reflected all of his insincerity. She was like a moon.

For those who felt no guilt, remorse or regret for their deeds, Heaven, Hell and Purgatory were all the same.

God lied, Kristoph mused as he decided to take the risk. He took a sip of the sharply bitter tea.

It smelled of bitter almonds.

Over the cup and his slowly shaking hands, he could see the darkness behind her smile blossom until it consumed her. She gave him a triumphant smirk even as her eyes widened in horror, dropping the bottom of nail polish on the grass as she rushed over, all false worry and mock concern.

He closed his eyes as his vision went black. She had won this round, but it didn't matter in the grand scheme of events.

After all, they had an eternity to play this game.

Afterlife is what you make of it.

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New fic: The Butterfly Kimono.

In which there is Gavincest, sex, alcohol, and crossdressing. Funtimes.

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I have to say that the short Kristoph/Dahlia fic is truly excellent. The writing is superb and the characterizations are portrayed well which is particularly impressive in such a short piece. I can see them playing their little game in hell for all eternity and enjoying it immensely. I haven't read you other two stories as I'm not particularly fond of those parings, but I thoroughly enjoyed what I have read of your writing. Great job!

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