Pixiv's censorship has gotten to me, so I'm moving out from it, because I'm not playing a guessing game of what content is okay and what not, because the enforcement of the rules seems to be completely random, and if they were to be followed strictly then none of my content would be okay. So I've deleted everything I had on pixiv and instead created accounts on lolicit.org and allthefallen.moe and even posted a few things in both places already. We'll see how it goes.

In the meanwhile the Kagamine twins keep finding new ways to die.
Russian on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34157254
English on AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/34157278

Twin Crosses
(Vocaloid, Kagamine Rin, Kagamine Len, crucifixion, consensual, casual)

As the autopilot was driving, Asami looked carefully at the road. Not because she didn’t trust the autopilot, but because she was looking for something specific. Somewhere nearby, according to the map, there would be a couple of closely spaced crossroads, and right in between them, a roadside diner with the telling name of “Twin Crosses”. The rating displayed by the navigator was even quite good, but at the moment Asami didn’t care much about the quality of the food in the place. She wanted to stop there for a less appetizing reason.
“Do you there happen to want to go to the toilet?” she asked, casting a glance at her children in the rearview mirror.
The children did not hear her, because in order to pass the time in the trip they invented an entertainment where each of them poked their head out of their window and enjoyed the headwind. The speed on the highway was high, so the wind was dashing the skin of their faces as if it was a baggy rag pulled over their skulls. Asami hadn’t realized that facial skin was so malleable. The twins’ faces took on shapes so gruesome it was painful to look at, but it seemed to amuse them.
To get the children’s attention, Asami pushed two buttons responsible for closing the rear windows. The glass began to rise, and soon the twins’ necks were caught between it and the roof of the car. There was a look of surprise on the twins’ faces for a moment, but it immediately turned into contented smiles. Asami continued to hold the buttons down, squeezing the children’s necks harder and harder until the glass simply stopped rising further. Because of the crushed blood vessels Len’s face rapidly turned blue, and Rin’s face turned crimson, but both expressed genuine joy. The twins each gave their mother an approving thumbs up. Asami was amazed at how synchronously they did it, considering they couldn’t see each other in their current position.
However, the twins didn’t get to reach the pinnacle of bliss before Asami lowered the glass again, just as suddenly as she raised it. The puzzled twins shoved their heads, which started regaining healthy color, back inside the car, first exchanging glances with each other, then glaring at their mother.
“Why did you stop?” Len asked in an offended voice. “Should’ve just stayed like that the rest of the way.”
“It was quite a boring ride so far,” Rin echoed in tone. “And finally it got more fun.”
“And then your corpses would enjoy the sea?” Asami replied. “Or do you not want to go to the sea anymore?”
“What do you mean?” Len protested. “Of course we do!”
“We can’t wait to get there,” Rin said.
“See is great,” Len said in anticipation. “There’s no opposite shore, so we can just swim and swim until the land disappears over the horizon”.
“Or we can have a nice rest on the beach”, Rin added. “Just bury ourselves in the sand up to our necks and enjoy the lapping of the incoming tidal waves until we’re completely submerged.”
“I wonder if there are sharks there,” Len dreamed.
“There are certainly jellyfish,” Rin said.
“Speaking of jellyfish,” Asami interjected. “None of you guys want to go to the toilet?”
“Oh, we already went,” Len said.
“I drank Len’s pee,” Rin explained.
“And I drank Rin’s pee,” Len concluded.
“Ew,” Asami grimaced. “Is it actually tasty?”
“It’s divine!” The twins replied in unison.
Asami sighed hopelessly, and finally seeing the place she looked for, ordered the autopilot to stop.

“Why did you stop?” Rin asked this time.
“Haven’t we said we didn’t want to go to the toilet,” Len reminded.
“We want to go to the sea,” Rin added.
“To the sharks and jellyfish,” Len continued.
“Well, you don’t want to, but I do,” Asami said, unbuckling her seatbelt. “The sharks and jellyfish will have to wait.”
“How can they be there without us,” Len sighed jokingly.
“The poor things will starve,” Rin echoed him.
“Aren’t you hungry yourself?” Asami asked as she got out of the car. “You’re welcome to come in too and see if you can find something to eat.”
The children rushed to open the door, but Asami gestured for them to stop.
“Get dressed first,” she said, “you shouldn’t be walking around like the day you were born.”
“Then why birth us that way?” Rin sulked.
“If you want us to be clothed, you should’ve birthed us clothed,” Len added.
However, if reluctantly, the children started to get dressed, and Asami didn’t stay to wait for them, hurrying to the toilet.

For the most part the “Twin Crosses” looked like a typical roadside diner, but there was something immediately apparent. Turned out it didn’t get its name from the road crossings. Or maybe initially it did, but then they put a decoration according to the name. Anyway, there was a pair of wooden crosses, one on each side of the entrance. They were turned forty-five degrees to the entrance, and thus ninety to each other, so that the children crucified on them were looking at each other and at the visitors coming in at the same time. These children were not looking anywhere, though, because they were missing their eyes. And not only eyes: the crows that had swarmed over the children’s bodies had gnawed them practically down to the bones, and it was a wonder they hadn’t fallen to pieces. It was even hard to tell if they were boys or girls. Asami had just caught the moment when another crow perched upside down on the exposed ribs of one of the crucified children, pecking its beak under the rib cage and ripping out the heart. At the same time, two crows were sitting on the other child’s head and, one through the right eye socket and the other through the left, pecking out the brain in small chunks. And it almost seemed to Asami like the first child’s heart was beating happily in the crow’s beak, and the second one in response to the pecking at their brain was twitching their remaining muscles as if in an ecstasy.
Asami shook her head to dispel the illusion, and continued on her way to the entrance. Just before the door, she stopped again and looked around to see that her own children were finally dressed, chirping merrily about something to each other as they approached from the car. Perhaps, she decided, it was their unrestrained fantasies that were affecting her so much that she was beginning to see things. Those nearly naked skeletons on crosses couldn’t really still be alive.
Suddenly there was a clap of wings over her head as the crows soared into the air. With a shudder of surprise, Asami finally stepped inside, searching for the long-awaited toilet.

After coming back from the toiler Asami looked around the room for her children, but couldn’t find them. Strange, they were right behind her. Maybe they decided to go to the toilet too. Knowing the twins’ habits, it was entirely possible that they could have both gone to the men’s toilet just not to get separated. So she decided to wait near the toilet doors for a while. But a few customers had already gone in and out, and her children were still missing. So she decided to ask the man behind the restaurant counter if he had seen a pair of blond twins, a boy and a girl.
“You mean those over there?” The man replied, pointing toward the exit.
Through the windows Asami could see that her children were outside, and for some reason naked again. She thanked the man who had helped her and went outside.
“Now, why are you naked again?” She immediately asked sternly. “No wonder they won’t let you in!”
“Actually, we’ve already been inside,” Rin said.
“We were told to get out and undress,” Len explained.
“What?” Asami didn’t understand. “Why?”
“They said the clothes would get in the crows way,” Len said.
“And being naked we’ll attract the visitors better," Rin added.
Asami suddenly realized that the crosses on which children had been crucified were now lying on the ground, and that the children themselves were no longer on them. Just at that moment, two men in work clothes approached the entrance, one of them holding a toolbox. They came from the direction of the garbage containers, one of which had the remains of the crucified children sticking out of it, and had a wheelbarrow parked next to it.
“I see,” she concluded, and turned to the workers, “so my brats begged you to crucify them?”
“We didn’t beg them, they begged us,” Rin interjected.
“Well, not them specifically," Len clarified, nodding at the workers, “but the man behind the counter inside.”
“He said the last couple had just expired,” Rin said. “We could not have come at a better time.”
“He was glad to see us,” Len went on, “said it was rare to find actual twins.”
“Good grief”, Asami made a helpless gesture.

“Is there a problem?” The older of the workers asked.
“No, no,” Rin assured her, “All’s fine.”
“It’s just that mom doesn’t like us to be naked,” Len explained.
Having said that, the twins were so happy to settle down on the crosses lying on the ground, as if they had never had such comfortable beds. Nodding approvingly, the workers placed a toolbox on the ground, and each took a hammer and a large nail from it. The older worker knelt over Len, the younger one over Rin.
“Ow!” exclaimed Len as the nail went through his wrist.
“Does it hurt?” Rin smiled at her brother, and immediately exclaimed herself, “Aw!”
“As you see,” Len smiled back.
“So what,” Asami interjected, “when you saw the crosses, you immediately forgot about the sea? You were looking forward to the sharks and jellyfish.”
“We haven’t forgotten anything,” Len protested.
“We’re still looking forward to it,” Rin agreed.
Meanwhile, the workers nailed the other arm of each of the twins to the cross.
“Awoo!” Len howled in pain. “And the crosses aren’t even raised yet...”
“Uwaa!” echoed Rin. “So what will it feel like when they are?..”

“I don’t understand,” Asami admitted. “If you want to go to the sea so much, why do you let yourself be crucified?”
“Why not?” Len shrugged his shoulders without a second thought, but it gave him such a sharp pain along his whole body that he started convulsing.
“See how much fun it is,” Rin nodded at Len, and then deliberately repeated his gesture, joining the convulsions.
“Stay still,” the older worker commanded, and along with the younger one, they each grabbed their respective twin’s ankles to put them in position.
“Because if you stay here crucified on the crosses, you won’t get to the sea,” Asami voiced the obvious fact.
“Not... not true,” Len muttered, catching his breath.
“Cause... we’re twins,” Rin echoed.
“So what?” Asami didn’t follow her logic.
“So there are two of us,” Len explained.
“We’re two halves of a whole,” Rin added.
“So what?” Asami repeated.
Meanwhile, the workers were nailing the legs of the twins to the cross. The legs were nailed separately, spaced slightly apart, probably for better access for the crows.
“Kya-a-a!” cried Len. “So such pain exists too?”
“Kii-i-i!” Rin accompanied him. “And there’ll be more yet!”
“Forget about your pain for a moment,” Asami said irritably. “I’m asking you, why are you getting crucifyed yourself if you want to go to the sea?”
“I told you, we are two halves of a whole,” Rin repeated.
“So if one half gets to the sea,” Len continued, “then we were there as a whole.”
“Like seeing with one eyes is still seeing,” Rin explained.
“Or touching with one hand is still touching,” Len added.
Then they howled again as the workers began to work on their remaining legs.
“But you’re both getting crucified!” Asami said. “Then neither of you will be going to the sea!”
“Look,” Rin said. “If I’m crucified, then that won’t stop us from enjoying the sea as a whole represented by Len, right?”
“Let’s say it’s so,” Asami nodded.
“On the other hand, if I’m crucified,” Len continued, “that doesn’t keep us from enjoying the sea as a whole represented by Rin.”
“Separately it seems to make sense,” Asami agreed, “but together it’s...”
“It means that we really do want to go to the sea,” Len said.
“But for neither of us it’s as a reason to not get crucified,” Rin concluded.
The workers began to lift the crosses, which caused the twins to wriggle in agony, making inhuman noises of unbearable pain. In another situation, Asami would have been happy for her children to be having so much fun, but now she stared at the scene with detachment, trying to comprehend their logic in her head. She never succeeded, and in the meantime the crosses were set upright. Now that they were not being moved, the twins felt better, and their gazes regained a lucid expression. The weight of their own bodies prevented them from breathing, and they had to pull themselves up on their crucified wrists for every breath. It was excruciatingly painful, but after a few such pull-ups they managed to catch the optimal rhythm and to some extent catch their breath.
“So, do you still want to go to the sea?” Len grinned, glancing at his sister.
“I do,” she answered. “There are jellyfish there.”
“So do I,” said Len, “but I prefer sharks.”
“You’re definitely some oddities,” Asami shook her head.
“Of course,” Len replied, “we’re twins.”
“And that’s an oddity,” Rin explained.
Asami sighed in frustration. Suddenly one of the crows, who had been waiting on the edge of the roof, descended and landed on Rin’s chest, pecking at her nipple.
“Ow, what’s gotten into you?” Rin laughed. “I’m not dead yet.”
“Can I have that too?” Len grinned.
As if in response to his request another crow descended from the roof and tried aiming for his sex parts.
“Our crows don’t wait for the food to die,” explained the oldest of the workers, who had already put down their tools and were about to leave. “They’re used to it not resisting even when it’s alive.”
“So used to it that they don’t even touch dead food,” added the youngest. “That’s how we know when it’s time to replace it.”
“Yi-i-i!” Rin shrieked when the crow finally pinched her nipple. “We weren’t warned about this!”
“Yo-o-o!” Len started banging the back of his head against the cross as the crow poked his scrotum. “If we’d been warned, we wouldn’t get ourselves nailed!”
“We would have... aaaah!” The crow interrupted her by pecking at her tongue. “We would have climbed the crosses ourselves first,” she concluded.
“And nailed our-a-a-ah!” cried Len from the peck in his urethra. “Nailed ourselves right in midair!” he finished.
“They’ll eat them right up like that,” Asami pointed out. “Do you replace the children every hour?”
“They don’t eat all the time,” the older worker replied. “When they’ve had enough they take a break.”
“Two children are usually enough for a whole day,” the younger one added. “Although the previous pair lasted two.”
“I think the record was three days”, the older one recalled. “But that time adults were crucified, so it just took longer for the crows to eat them.”
“Three days?” Len was astonished.
Asami also couldn’t believe that they could stay alive that long.
“Weaklings!” Len continued.
For some reason Asami wasn’t even surprised.
“They just don’t love life as much as we do!” Rin declared.
“Well, well,” Asami said skeptically. “I’ll be coming back from the sea in a week, and I’ll see what’s left of you.”
“And we’ll see," Len laughed, “if you’ll even recognize us!”
“No, we won’t see”, Rin joined the laughter, “cause the crows would have pecked out eyes!”
“Even if my own eyes were pecked, a mother will always recognize her children”, Asami pointed out.
She wanted to tell her children how much she loves them before leaving, but didn’t do so. If they had so much fun imagining they could survive until the next time she sees them, she would play along all right and won’t make a dramatic farewell.

From their crosses the twins watched as mom’s car pulled onto the highway and headed further toward the sea, where they so badly wanted to go.
“Have a nice vacation by the sea,” Rin said from the bottom of her heart.
Len realized that she wasn’t just saying it to mom.
“Thank you,” he said, and just as sincerely replied, “Same to you.”
And they both laughed heartily.
Asami drove up to the “Twin Crosses” in high spirits. Not only had she enjoyed plenty of swimming and sunbathing, but she’d had a whole week of peace without her children constantly inventing new crazy mischiefs. She loved them infinitely, of course, and had always devoted all of herself to their happiness, but now she didn’t need to. She could finally live for her own pleasure for a change, confident that in the meanwhile even without any of her interference her children had remained perfectly happy on their crosses until their very last breath. And since they were no more she would never have to worry about them ever again.
Nevertheless, since Asami had promised to visit them on her way back, she would keep her word, at least to herself. She got out of the car and walked over to the crosses. As she’d expected, there were other children on the crosses now: these weren’t yet too badly nibbled by the crows, so she could tell from looking closely that they were both girls.
“Well then,” Asami grinned smugly. “And you said you loved life. Bet you haven’t lasted a couple of days, have you?”
She didn’t bother to ask the staff about it, though: why distract them from their work. As long as it was obvious that while she was resting at the sea, the crows had successfully pecked her children to death, it was not so important on what particular day it happened. Satisfied with their fate, Asami headed back to her car.
She drove away without learning that Len and Rin had lasted a record five days on the crosses until they had fallen from them by themselves from having no meat left in their limbs to hold them up. And some of the crows were still feasting on them in the garbage.