#idv joseph x reader

[oletus-writer]

Heyy can I have Wu Chang, Mary and Joseph reacting to their s/o giving their mini pet versions more love and affection then them? They think the pets are too cute to not give attention to

Sorry if I made any mistakes English isn’t my first language :)

I do believe I’ve seen people write for Joseph’s pet receiving more attention than him, but here’s my shot at this.

Wu Chang, Mary, and Joseph getting jealous of their mini versions

Warnings: slight jealousy

Xie Bi’an

At first, he thought the fact that you had a mini Wu Chang as your pet was pretty cute, until you began giving it more affection than you gave him.

Of course, he was happy that you were happy, but the bitter pangs of jealousy began creeping up on him.

‘Qin ai de - ah, you’re playing with your pet again... Well, please don’t let me disturb you.’

He wanted to say something else, but left as you hugged the mini Wu Chang to your chest.

He’d plan dates with only you and him (and Wujiu, if you were also dating him) and amp up the sulking if you had brought your pet with you.

‘Ah, I thought I had specified that this date was only for you and me, but you brought it along… it looks like you love it more than me.’ But of course, this was in a joking tone, no matter how he felt.

Expect a lot more of romantic gestures and pampering, as if he was saying ‘I don’t understand why you give the pet more attention than you give me. Look - I can treat you better.’

Fan Wujiu

Unlike Bi’an, he was kind of annoyed that you had a mini version of him. What to cuddle him? Just ask. Want children? Well, that would be quite a conversation. Everything the mini version of him could do, he could do better.

So, when he saw you pampering the pet more than you gave attention to him, he was quite infuriated. Marching towards you, he snatched it from your hands.

‘Give me affection, then I’ll give you back your pet.’

While his directness can be appreciated, sometimes it would be too much. You explained that it was a harmless pet, and that you were comforting it because it was sad you got chaired first.

Hearing this, Wujiu calmed down and stroked the head of the mini him thoughtfully. ‘I did not expect these tiny things to be capable of feeling emotions. How interesting.’

Still, he’d prefer you go to him immediately after matches, especially since you could potentially get injured.

Mary

Sometimes, Mary would get pretty insecure - was she a good girlfriend? There were many other good candidates in the manor, yet you still stuck by her side. She was sure that you would eventually leave her, so seeing a little pet that looked like her to keep you company reassured her a little bit.

That was until you began giving it more affection than you gave her.

She saw an example of this in a match you had with her - you had asked her not to go easy on you, so she obliged, leading you to be chaired. You were comforting the shivering mini Mary, which made the former queen quite displeased.

‘How dare you! You are my lover first, and then the owner of that pet second. Now, as we wait for your teammates to rescue you, shall we have a lovely chat?’

Slightly puzzled, you were rescued by your teammate and Mary continued to chase you.

Be prepared for intense courting, European style, after you finish every match. She can’t stand someone else sweeping you off your feet, even if it’s a mini version of her.

‘Ma chere/mon cher, I had Emma pick the best flowers for you. Now be a dear and let me braid these in your hair/make you a flower crown.’

Joseph

The Frenchies are very similar in how they react to your pet. How lovely of you to have a little remainder of him every where you go! To By God, why are you giving it more attention than you give him?

He’ll also attempt to win your attention by going on more extravagant dates, and all in all spending more time with you.

‘Beau, would you like for me to show you some recipes that… Claude and I used to enjoy? Can you bring your pet? No, I’m afraid it may cause a mess.’

Out of your sight, he’d be rather petty with his mini version. From glaring to knocking if off the table, he’s not going to accept another competitor. Of course, he’d stop if you asked, begrudgingly, but be sure to reassure him that he’ll be the only one in your eyes.

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[teabreakpancakes]

Can you do Joseph,Aesop and Wu Chang with a male s/o who is a demon like Nezuko

male s/o used to be a lab experiment and he likes wearing kimono

Bound By The Red Spider Lilies Joseph, Aesop and Wu Chang x Male! Reader

although this is a male reader request, i don't actually use gender specific pronouns while writing, i use the personal pronoun "you" mostly

Genre: Fluff

You were a new hunter that arrived a few days prior, someone of Japanese descent like Miss Michiko. They were only told one sentence about you: "That muzzle keeps all the residents of the manor safe, it's in your best interest to keep that in mind". Throughout your stay, you piqued the interest of a certain hunter/survivor, luring them in with your charm—although, should it not be the flower that is picked and held captive?

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Il est beau" Joseph muttered under his breath, onyx eyes gleaming under the old fashioned chandelier of the manor's living room. He could only admire you for so long until you noticed, your head snapping in his direction, tilting towards your left inquisitively.

Joseph coughed into his gloved hand, an elegant and practiced smile gracing his face, sheepishness barely visible to those that didn't know him—had he been alive, he would've been blushing. "What book are you reading amour?" he questioned, not wanting to explain why he was once again caught watching you like a moron. You shook your head, eyes smiling as you showed him the front cover of the book. Joseph sat down beside you, leaning over slightly to trace the engraved title. 'The book appears to be of Japanese origin', he guessed, unfamiliar with the letters used.

"Would it trouble you if I asked of you to read this book to me?" he inquired in a hushed tone, peering into their unnaturally coloured irises. It was a lighthearted request, one he had been withholding for a while; He knew that if he were to ask, you would not hesitate to indulge him, he know that only he had the privilege to hear your voice, to see your smile, to hear you laugh. Your voice was a treasure to him, one that meant you trusted him.

Your broad shoulders shook with a silent chuckle, nodding at the French aristocrat. You stood from your seat on the couch, holding out a hand for the photographer to hold. You departed, walking side-by-side towards his room. He traced patterns into your warm skin; Had he not known you were a demon, he would've taken you for a human, but he supposes it was unnatural for him, a dead man, to possess a heart that beats once more.

he gifts you kimonos of high quality, as well as a few traditional japanese treats (he asked miss Geisha)

hums lullabies to you on nights where any sound a level higher than average incites anxiety and fear within you—like he used to do so with claude back then

often takes pictures of you, ones that appreciate every little bit of you: the parts you like and don't like are all of the highest form of beauty in his eyes

aids you in maintaining and caring for yourself: if you have long hair, he combs through it every day at least three times. he also takes care of your nails—they grow rapidly, so he has to trim them pretty often so you don't injure yourself

he enjoys watching you perform tea ceremonies when you both have afternoon tea together—on occasions when it's cloudy and dark outside

he's asked Geisha about japanese etiquette on numerous occasions as to not disrespect you

he prides on the fact that only he has heard your voice within the manor

𝐀𝐄𝐒𝐎𝐏 𝐂𝐀𝐑𝐋

Aesop was a social recluse, he had just so happened to encounter you in the main hall of the manor during one of the rare occasions of his person leaving the comfort of his room. He had never expected a hunter—let alone someone as beautiful as you—to send one of the kindest "smiles" in his direction; He felt as if the kindness conveyed through your eyes alone brought a touch of colour to the monochrome life he had lived through until that very moment.

Months later, he had received the highest privilege he could have ever wished for: calling you his beloved. You, who was already one with what could be called "eternal rest", the you who claimed to be deceased and yet showed more life than those of which who still had blood pumping through their very veins.

Before meeting you, he could only see beauty in the act of dying. He finds you, the love of his life, to be the one thing in his life that remains untouched by outside principles he's been taught.

He ponders deeply as you grace him with a smile, one not hidden away behind a piece of bamboo. 'Was this the love my mother talked about?', the question remained unanswered, and yet despite that, he could say with confidence that he loves you. But, would he really remain by your side until the end of time? he's only a mortal after all.

he tends to spend his time outside more often because of you—away from prying eyes at the very least, during the night

he adores the way you look at him, how could you look at him with such fondness—such care—such a doting gaze on the likes of him?

he doesn't know how to comfort people, but he tries for you; he combs through your hair gently, letting you lay on his chest

aesop tends to sleep at the same time as you, if you stay up, he can too, if you sleep early, he sleeps early too

he sometimes traces over the lovely patterns left on your skin that were caused by the experiment, always tells you about how beautiful you are with them too

he adores your voice, considers it a blessing to hear you speak

for some reason, you are drawn to warmth. so he becomes used to physical touch, the reason being one, wanting to be closer to you and two, because you are akin to a reptile and he is your 'heating pad'

avoids bringing up the topic of death with you, he knows you think of it as unpleasant, so why would he go out of his way to displease you?

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 & 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Upon meeting you, they never could have anticipated that you were such... a bright soul. Had you never had told them, they never would've thought that you weren't a mortal. You seemed more human than most of them, the only indicators of you being of a different species were your eyes—such a colour could never belong to a human—and your souvenirs from the scientists that performed experiments on you.

You were an incredibly gentle soul, cowering upon meeting them initially. Wujiu quickly learned that speaking softly with you was a must if he wished to befriend you. They learned that being patient with you was the key to getting close to one of the most sincere individuals in their lifetime.

Bi'an and Wujiu were enamoured by you, there was only such a small amount of individuals capable of conversing or even interacting with them since they normally kept to themselves. You had wormed yourself into their lives, seeking solace within the small world of the umbrella the two souls choose to reside in.

With you, their closed off world gained unimaginable amounts of colour that completely erased any trace of mundanity from their daily cycle of life. Change isn't a welcome occurrence for some individuals, but they couldn't help but be eternally thankful for your arrival in their lives.

wujiu makes his voice softer and more quiet with you

bi'an often dotes on you with physical touch (he knows it comforts you if it's done by people you're close to)

most of the time they have outside of matches is spent with you

if your hair is long, they both enjoy caring for your hair—using up so many hours on just pampering you in general

they both tend to worry about the state of your teeth—does it not hurt to bite on the bamboo for so long?

when taking strolls outside and it's not completely dark, their umbrella comes in handy! they shield you from any light that could possibly hit you—even if you say it's not "fatal", it still hurts you do just accept their treatment

you three have matching kimonos, matching in pattern but each in your own colpur palettes

A/N: we got a four day break ^^, ofc, i still have tasks to accomplish but at least we don't have any class

#lawless.writes #idv.writing #idv x reader #identity v x reader #idv x male reader #idv joseph x reader #idv photographer x reader #idv aesop x reader #idv embalmer x reader #idv wu chang x reader #idv xie bian x reader #idv fan wujiu x reader #idv fluff

[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

I just had a brainrot at 6am in the morning…….imagine during a match reader is cornered by Joseph and before he manages to strike her down she slowly pulls her shirt down to expose more of her cleavage to stop him on his tracks then quickly leans up to kiss him on the lips to distract him then quickly runs off.

Has anyone ever thought of Joseph literally fucks the reader's camera world self, makes sure they cum then when camera world end the reader is "downed" because they unexpectedly cum? No just me? anywayyyy heres wonderwall!

Rated Explicit | Warning: ft Joseph cant handle a modern reader, degradation (Joseph calls you a slut in fancy text)

Joseph does not enjoy matches with you. You are too playful, too desensitized from the danger, you are also too eager for his attention. Once he called you a hussy for how frivolous you are with your affection; he did not mean it but he angers him seeing you hugging others or giving them your attention.

He is possessive of what belongs to him.

“Joseph!” You smile, “Come here!” He already is approaching you ready to quickly get you out of the match. The faster you are sent to the manor, the faster he can leave, and the faster he leaves the faster he can stop being forced to look at you.

The outfit is clearly meant to be enticing, highlighting the beauty that you are to everyone. He eats at him even now as you remain against the wall, the red church area giving you a spot to hide this little affair.

“Hussy.” Sneering, “Must you announce yourself to everyone!?” The Frenchman swears when he has you in his room— “Remain still!” Ordering you.

“Look at me.” You say as has the tip of his sword at your throat, “You stare but never look at me.” lowering the blade but moving close enough to rip the chest window a little. It is completely indecent of you, yet he cannot stop himself from admiring. You are like Aphrodite, and he is Apollo; enthralled by your charm and beauty, enslaved by your desire.

“I do.” He moves the blade away refusing to be ensnared by you, “Too often. Now behave, (Name).” He needs you out of here.

“I thought you liked it when I didn't listen, Monsieur Desaulniers.” In the corner of your eye you see Mind's Eye running to another cipher, “And I have been very naughty, Monsieur Desaulniers.” Snatching him by the ascot and tugging close to you.

“Trying to bewitch me is low, even for you.” Annoyed, “But since you are so keen on behaving like a harlot,” Stabbing his sword into the ground, “Then go on, entertain me like one.” Adjusting going to pants, “On your knees, (Name). You have four ciphers left.”

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[idv-brainrot-go-brr]

lmao hi could i please request (romantic or platonic is up to you) hcs for joseph and wu chang with a g/n reader who has massive fucking eyebags but like, they sleep, like ALOT

Sleeping Beauty

Character(s): Joseph, Wu chang Content: reader is very eepy, they zzzz

Joseph

First of all, he doesn't really mind that you sleep a lot

Since he's busy most of the time anyway there is plenty of time when you can just nap the day away without him even noticing

What he does notice though, is that you look exhausted all the time

dark eye bags, weary expression, you look sick

Now that's a problem because that makes him panic.

Are you sick? How long have you felt like this? When did it start?

You can tell him a hundred times over that you in fact feel fine, but in his mind, the exhaustion, the many hours you spend asleep, and the lack of improvement in terms of your circumstance; clearly indicate that you are dying

He's a paranoid

And as much as that looks amusing he is incredibly stressed about this possibility and he will stress you too.

If you're stubborn and refuse to see someone regarding your health then he'll bring the healthcare to you

Even if Emily herself told him you're fine he would be hesitant to believe it

He'll probably spend a lot of time around you because he has to learn at his own pace that you are okay. Otherwise, he won't accept it.

So in the end he's just like 'ok this is a thing now' and then he'll finally back off a bit

All of that drama comes from a place of genuine concern though, so don't blame him for it

Bi'an

Fairly chill about it

He trusts you to take care of yourself, he trusts that you'd ask for help if you'd need it

And hey, everyone has things they go through sometimes, and in those moments the standard amount of rest might not suffice to deal with what you're experiencing

He would probably only really comment on it once prompted to do so by Wujiu.

He'd ask if you're okay; if you're sure that you're okay and if you need anything

Will probably make you some tea and then call it a day

If something's bothering you, you can talk to him

If you need comfort, he'll hold you

But he won't pretend like you're not your own person, perfectly capable of taking care of yourself

Wujiu

Fairly not chill about it

Similar to Joseph he is highly alarmed and highly convinced that you are sick and you are in fact actively dying.

First he drags out Bi'an to take a look at you (thank god for the resident brain cell) but isn't satisfied with the result of that

Drags you to see every vaguely medically knowledgeable person he can find

Every single one

If all of them agree that you're fine, he still won't believe it and prepare a home remedy to boost your energy levels

And only once that doesn't show much effect will he actually leave you alone and accept that you're ok, you just look a little tire

Assuming though, that any one of them does find something wrong or so much as voices concern/a theory, you're never getting rid of him again.

He hovers over you like a mother hen

Pros: you don't have to move, he'll do anything for you, literally anything

Cons: you are under constant surveillance and you are on strict bed rest

which means your life would get very boring very fast and there is nothing you can do about it because he does not listen to you

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[adiluv]

trick or treat w joseph 👻

"And what do we have here?"

There's an almost teasing lilt within Joseph's voice as the words leave his mouth, pools of baby blue trailing up and down your form as he moves to lean against the doorframe. A ghost costume, stereotypical, common, and ꒰in his honest opinion꒱ rather effortless—making it popular with children starved for ideas. Or, in your case, individuals who didn't have enough time to create anything with a bit more detail.

... Then again, he supposed that he wasn't in much of a position to criticize your stylistic choices—if his disheveled clothing and loose hair were anything to go by.

You don't grace him with an answer to your question, instead reiterating your declaration, hinting at your intentions if he were to choose the former option, and he doesn't fail to notice the way that your eyes are focused on the rapier leaning against his camera. Truthfully, it doesn't intimidate him in the slightest. The over-exaggerated look of shock on his face does nothing to suggest otherwise.

"Well, mon ange, why not come inside? It'd be so rude to leave you standing in the hallway." And you accept, of course, and he makes a dramatic show of searching through all the ornate furniture within his room, purposefully ignoring the one drawer where he stows away any sweets, asking you about your day—telling you about all the latest gossip among the hunters.

You leave over an hour later with handfuls of assorted French candy, head reeling with new information.

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[veranda-larkspur]

Joseph with an s/o who’s like.. way taller than him? He’s so cute <3

Uhhh fucking....what do tall people do????Also I got mini Jojo in game so I'm a very happy camper!!!

How dare you

He loves you so so much, but this is absolute bull

He's already shorter than most of the other hunters, but now there's another????

He's so upset (not rlly, he's just dramatic)

If you were to either pick him up or use his head as an armrest he'd be all

"How dare you!!! I am a nobleman!!!"

(Don't listen to him, he actually likes it a lot)

Also if you were to hold him in your lap or carry him princess style, he'd be ready to cry, he likes being babied

So do it a lot. Please

If you were to tease him about his height, however....

Your ankles are begging you not too

Because despite his height, he has very, very pointy shoes

They hurt a lot

Also now that your taller than him, you legally obligated to carry his photography equipment for him. I don't make the rules.

He acts like a stereotypical gf with strong partner. Your carrying his bags.

(As well as his emotional baggage)

If you pick him up without warning, he will have a heart attack. He's too old for surprises.

All in all, he's slightly annoyed at being the shorter one yet again, but he sees some uses....

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[idv-sunsxin3]

idk if requests are open or not so im so sorry if they’re not but could i request hcs for joseph and man in red naib with an s/o that sleeps alot when they’re stressed? thank you!

Joseph and Man in Red! Naib with an s/o that sleeps alot when they’re stressed

Headers’ art via Identity V Official Twitter

{Headcanons/Scenarios}

Gender Neutral! S/O

___

{Joseph Desaulnier}

*sighs*

Joseph pretty much would notice quickly how you’re staying in bed for quite a while-

At first, he’s glad that you’re not having trouble with sleeping- but that’s a LOT of hours for sleeping which is pretty concerning for him,,,,

There are times he would knock before entering your room, but for the sake on not disturbing your sleep, there are a few times he peeks from the door to see how you’re doing or sit on the bedside to caress your head and massage your scalp gently as he admires those beautiful flaws of your facial features,,,

Pretty much will go to his bookshelf and read books to find out what’s with the sleeping symptom-

Joseph// Hypersomnia… Sleep deprivation…

Depression…?

Suddenly, his stress levels going up to 200%-

Like ‘WHAT’S HAPPENING TO MON CHERI???’- constant pacing around the living room-

Internally trying to calm himself down by just focusing in your beautiful, sleeping face,,,- he can’t panic just yet, he might be just overthinking things- *concerned French man noises*

So once you finally wake up, that’s when he would ask you about your stress,,,

Pampers you a lot along with giving you a cup of chamomile tea once in a while- And whenever there’s nothing much to do for his occupation, he would willingly offer you help with whatever is weighting on your shoulders,,, :’)

Pretty much spoiling you with soft kisses on your stress points of your face as you lay your head on his lap… 🥺

___

{Man in Red! Naib}

Unlike Joseph, it’ll take some nights for Red to notice your constant absence once in a while-

I can see Man in Red always keeping her beloved S/O in the shared room as he stays outside to deal with ‘matters’.

Pretty much thought that you’re just sticking around the bedroom to do something at first, until there was a time where he started to only see you sleeping whenever he comes back to bed… barely moving from the same spot-

A sense of trouble started growing within him as he looks at your sleeping form for a moment, he eventually gave himself a push to nudge you gently,,, just to check up on you.

Naib whispering// Butterfly…?

Y/N// mmmm… *yawns * Oh, welcome back babe…

Naib// How are you…? You’re feeling alright? You seem a little tired lately..

His voice may seem a little stoic, but he definitely is concerned for his darling-

If you have the strength to explain about your stress, he would willingly listen to your troubles for as much as he can stay around.

He’s probably going to pamper you a lot to at least soothe your stress a little while he’s around,,, ;u;

He’ll never push you away if your ever need a shoulder or chest to lean on,,,

You may not hear heartbeats that can soothe you, but Naib’s chest surprisingly gets warm slowly and is very comfortable to snuggle on.

You’ll probably feel small vibrations as he whispers to you.

Probably will make his servants do some of your work secretly so most of your weight can be lifted off of your shoulders-

___

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[ithaquass]

୨୧ Joseph Desaulniers

ㅤ → general dating headcanons !

cw none, gender neutral s/o

headcanons / scenarios !

♡ Joseph wasn’t really used to physical touch at first. Being all alone by so many years has made him a bit of self-distant, though he certainly does not hate the idea of opening up to their s/o.

It may take some time, but once he is completely used to your touch, he will come to you many times at day longing for your affection.

♡ One of Joseph’s love languages is gift giving. He most certainly loves gifting you little presents now and then; and seeing all the happy expressions you make when you receive them, it honestly just drives him somewhere else.

♡ I believe he would, with your consent, take many photos of you. Not necessarily a well prepared photo session, it may be just photos of you he took during the day, while you were distracted. Joseph believes that he can capture the best of you in any activity you might be doing.

♡ He can be very dramatic about his emotions. When he is in a good mood, he will shower you with compliments (in french, most likely) and invite you to waltz around the room while having a satisfied grin on his face. Though, when he is not feeling the best, or something happened and it just ruined his usual calm temperament, he might just get silent the rest of the day, with this melancholic aura surrounding him..~

♡ He might be busy most of the days, but he also makes sure to always open a spot for you. He dedicates to you as much time as he can; even if it’s just little things like writing you a letter the night before and sending it to you the day after, so you wouldn’t feel so lonely during the day ;)

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[acosmicblizzard]

If your idv reqs are still open can I request some fluffy Joseph headcannons? Like when the reader does something for his birthday or whatever to take his mind off his brother? If not that’s ok! Have a good day :)

Hello there! Don't worry they still are I just haven't been writing as much for Idv recently. Hope you enjoy! I've started making my headcanons for Idv a bit shorter due to slowly losing interest in the game but I'll do my best!

Fluffy headcanons with Joseph Desaulniers

Warnings: None

Story type: fluffy headcanons

Pairings/Characters: Joseph Desaulniers - “Photographer” x Gender neutral Reader

Adores Pda to the absolute bottom of his heart. This french man is one gentleman and no matter his partners gender will treat them with the upmost respect and care possible. You're in good hands if you're ever injured or sick as well.

Even if you aren't a very photogenic person he'll beg and beg to take photos of you. If you're photo shy he'll slowly attempt to coax you into it and if you refuse he'll be slightly upset but accept it and stop bugging you about taking photos. If you don't mind it though, expect him to take a million photos. He'll mumble on about something like immortalizing your beauty but then drop the subject too something else.

If you're worried about the whole lore accurate thing of the photos he takes with the modified cameras stealing the souls of the people in the photos don't worry, he wouldn't let anything bad happen to his beloved. Your soul is safe in that photo world for all of time.

On days such as his birthday he gets extremely more gloomy and continues to write cards to Claude despite him being dead so make sure to give your boyfriend a ton of mental support on that day. Cuddling with him, making him tea, brushing his hair, and even the tiniest of things make him feel slightly better one step at a time.

Once the day passes and you've made the day way less painful to go through after fully mentally recovering he's gonna pay you back tenfold. So prepare to be pampered way more then you usually are if that's even possible.

Whenever the winter months hit and the manor gets somewhat chillier cuddling with Joseph next to the lit fireplace with a blanket wrapped around you both is pretty common. Every now and then he may get hot chocolate or tea but it's mostly just the blanket cuddling.

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[luvmaiil]

Tied Ribbons

Pairing: Joseph x Reader

Pronouns: not specified; gender neutral

Content: hunter reader, sleeping, cuddling, hair braiding, and more.

Description: You could be content forever if it mean it was with him.

Note: AA I haven't written I'm forever, I hope you can all enjoy this <3

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Comftorable silence hung in the air as you rested your hand on your cheek. It was still midday and while you were incredibly sleepy from how many matches you did, that didn't mean you could take a break just yet.

A small cough rings through your ears as you jump away from your original position.

"What are you doing sleeping at the dinner table? It's not even noon yet mon cher"

A hand reaches out and touches your cheek, his thumb grazes your skin lightly and it brings a small smile to your face.

You gave him only a small hum as response and it brings a noise of disapproval from him. 

He takes your hand without another care in the world and ushers you out of the dining room of the manor and into his room.

"You're tired, are you not? Come to my bed, your next match isn't for a few more hours. Rest with me and I will let you know when to wake up."

"But I have to practice-"

"There's no need to practice on occasions like these, there's time to practice another day"

And with that, there were no words to be said. You let Joseph guide you towards his bed and you fell onto it as soon as your knees hit the soft mattress.

It brought a chuckle to the man's face and that made you feel good, it wasnt rare for you to see eachother but spending time alone together wasn't as normal either.

Times like these where you could make eachother laugh without having to worry about other company, it made you happy. 

Joseph settled in beside you on the bed, careful to keep his distance.

"Come closer Joseph" you say

He inches just a tiny bit closer, but even with the confirmation you gave him, it still didn't make him budge.

You set your head on his shoulder and place your hand on his waist as you cuddle up closer to him on the bed.

Joseph places a small kiss on your head and places a hand near your hair. Twisting and playing with it as you start to fall asleep.

It brings you into a daze and soon the atmosphere around you falls into a dark void a you close your eyes and drift off to sleep.

When you wake up again, the warmth you had wasn't there anymore. Instead of it being by your side, it felt as if it was behind you.

As the hazy feeling in your head, from just waking up, leaves it helps you regain your senses back. You twist a bit on the bed and you look back to see Joseph.

His face was smashed into the pillow, his hair set prettily on his face, and his mouth was just a bit agape as he breathes in and out.

It was a miracle you didn't wake him up with all the twist and turning you were doing.

You often were the one asleep, but you usually never saw Joseph sleep. He was always alert and on guard.

Subconsciously you reach your hand to graze his face, like how he had done with you at the dinner table.

In his sleep Joseph moves closer to you, closer to you then before.

His hand rested wrapped around you and his head was near the crook of your neck now.

Hair now right in your face, it was too tempting and you weren't about to pass on being able to play with his hair while he was asleep.

He always kept it so neat and tidy, and it still was just like that even when he was sleeping.

The ribbon I'm his hair stood just a bit crooked and you tried to fix it to the best of your abilities, but nothing really worked.

Your efforts were futile as Joseph nuzzles into you more and effectively the ribbon loosens.

It's so loose now that it just falls off, so you take it out and let his hair go down freely.

You always saw Joseph as a very pretty man, but in situations like these where his hair cascaded down his shoulders and the sun shined through the window just right. It was as if he were the most beautiful man on earth.

You admires him for all he was and you were glad to be able to spend time with him like this.

It brought a smile to your face and you decided to enjoy the moment.

You press a lingering kiss to his head and go back to sleep as you hold eachother.

You woke up again, and this time the warmth from the other man was completely gone.

Instead you saw him by a chair nearby, situated with his camera in hand. He inspected thoroughly and hadn't noticed you were awake yet.

As you look at him more closely you can see that he had the ribbon tied to his hand, his hair neatly tucked behind his ears but no ponytail or braid in sight.

You let out a small groan as you stretch, but you don't dare leave the bed, it was still so comfy and warm.

Joseph doesn't jump but he immediatly looks for the source of the noise, and he smiles to greet your sleepy appearance.

"Did you sleep well mon ange?"

You nod as you go to get up but he stops you.

Hurriedly he places his camera down and goes over to you.

He sits beside you on the bed and your hand rests beside his. You look down and see how close it is to yours and you can't help yourself but grab it.

You place a small kiss on the back of his hand, he smiles and decides to do the same to your hand.

"I have good news for you" he says as he places both hands on your waist and moves you to the middle of the bed and into a criss cross position.

"What is it?" You ask and inspect how he reaches for your hair and starts to braid it.

"Your matches for the day have been canceled, you'll be able to be with me for the rest of the day"

That brought you immense joy, you really needed a break from so many matches. Especially after all the defeats you had been getting, survivors really are tough to win against sometimes.

Your glad to be able to enjoy the moment with Joseph, and be able to spend the rest of the day with him.

You close your eyes and hum a tune as he finishes up your braid.

"There you go, mon cher" he says, and ties the braid by loosening the ribbon on his wrist and tieing it to your hair instead.

"Oh Joseph you don't have to do that"

"It is my pleasure" He places one last kiss on your head before he dives in to cuddle you for longer.

[1212 words, May/10/22]

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[oletus-writer]

Joseph, Ithaqua, and Keigan with a hunter s/o that’s like 5’2 (maybe slightly under) and is ready to beat anyone’s ass despite their height? Would probably win too

I’m excited for my first Keigan request! Unfortunately, I have not put Ithaqua on my masterlist and do not intend to write for him, so I’ll have to substitute.

Joseph, Keigan, Eli x reader who is short but could beat them in a fight

Warnings: swearing

Joseph

He thinks you’re cute - the way you flippantly challenge him to a fight the moment the two of you disagreed. The fact that you beat him, in fencing, no less, made him quite intrigued. To know fencing in this day and age, one must be a noble, however, your demeanour suggested otherwise.

‘You are quite skilled in the art of fencing - who taught you? May I have another round with you, sir/ma’am?’

Your height isn’t that much of a big deal to him - why does it matter that your short and can beat someone’s ass? Why does it matter that he’s shorter than other hunters? To him, appearance doesn’t matter as much as skill and how you present yourself.

‘Why must we fight all the time? Is there not an option to talk things out? Although I love to see you move so beautifully.’

He’ll be there to scold you and patch you up afterwards, gentle tending to your wounds. Please consider the scare you give the old man before rushing to your enemy.

Keigan

She’s another one for reason before violence - it is necessary, sometimes, but it’s better to talk it out than to start throwing fists. When you were ready to fight her, she calmly and expertly deescalated the situation and properly introduced herself.

‘My name is Keigan Nicholas Keogh, the Clerk. Welcome to Oletus Manor, it is a pleasure to meet you. I hope to get along with you.’

She doesn’t find it too impressive that you can beat her in a fight, as she is not the most athletic person, but seeing you face to face with someone like Percy, she has newfound respect for you.

‘Perhaps you shouldn’t fight so many people… here, let me patch you up. That looks bad. Maybe you’ll loose your eye next, hmm?’

She takes no shit and will defend you, even though she knows you could take them down in a fight. She’s an intimidating woman, and she knows it, and will make sure you don’t need to get into danger of being injured.

Eli

Eli, while not a pacifist, does not understand why you are so intent on fighting others. He finds your demeanour rude, although there is a charm to it. He was faultlessly kind, so he found out this behaviour of yours when you get mad at Aesop.

‘May you consider… not doing that? Aesop is quite shy - he means no harm. Please be more patient with him.’

To find Eli mad is quite the phenomenon, which is not going to happen unless you are seriously injured. He will scold you and wrap you up, then call Emily to have your wounds checked out, not leaving your side for a second. He’ll scold you, but is only concerned for your health.

‘Dear, it’s dangerous to be picking fights with others, especially when you’re already in an injured state, or after a match. Not to mention that you’ve been fighting the hunters, too. How do you think that makes me feel? Please, I beg you, at least talk things out first. Then you can fight all you want.’

Your height isn’t a problem to him - he quite likes how you look so cute when your angry, and that he can pick you up when he wants to.

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[teabreakpancakes]

im in love with the way you think @bobabees

A Baker's Struggles Bloody Queen, Photographer, Wu Chang, Geisha, Axe Boy, "Disciple", "Hermit", Naiad, and Feaster & GN Baker Reader

Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff

Wasted Delicacy

"Son of a biscuit" the baker mutters, hearing their heartbeat race, indicating that the hunter was nearby. Three ciphers had already been popped beforehand but the thing is, whilst going around the map and healing the injured survivors with your treats, the hunter found you by tracing the aroma of your goodies.

"Luca," they spoke, carding their fingers through the inventor's soft brown locks. Luca hums, head twitching as he nibbled on the cookie, occupied with the cipher machine. "Dear, the hunter is nearby, I suggest scurrying off to another cipher so they don't target you" they coaxed, gently pushing the brunette off the cipher machine.

The inventor blinks owlishly, nodding with a toothy smile, "Thanks, s, see you later" he waves, running off to the nearest cipher. They smile before continuing the unfinished cipher, waiting for the hunter to appear.

The hunter draws nearer and nearer, making their heartbeat pick up more and more. They nod, picking up their basket and vaulting the window, activating their speedboost.

Looking behind them, they spot the hunter a few meters away from them, already preparing their abilities.

They really didn't mean to make you spill your cookies, so when they accidentally smacked the basket out of your hands, they really didn't intend to do so. Your eyes remained stuck on the treats splayed across the ground.

The hunter approached the still survivor, surprised to see you walking near them with a downcast gaze. You point to their weapon, "End me already" they said, tone void of any emotion.

The hunter eyes you, unsure of what to do, sure, it is a free kill, but it's no fun if you won't even try.

Footsteps approach the two, stilling at the sight of the hunter. They watch with interest as they attempt to console the devastated survivor.

Why did they want to try consoling one of the various pain in the asses they had to deal with? they didn't know either, it just... came over them.

𝐌𝐀𝐑𝐘

"Now now, you're a baker, surely, you have more?" the queen chided in an almost questioning manner. The baker frowned at her words, "Those were all the cookies I baked" they replied solemnly, voice quiet.

Mary, unsure of what to say, instead chose to let out a quiet "ah", waiting for you to speak—she wouldn't want to make a fool out of herself trying to pry more from someone that would eventually speak up. The baker looked up at her, gaze never wavering, "I spent three hours on those, I made extra for everyone too" they spoke, frustration rolling off their tongue.

Mary didn't know how to respond, but, by instinct, she placed one of her cold hands on top of their head. "I don't think it would be too late to let everyone have a taste if we ended the match right now," she paused, a bit unsure of how she should continue.

"I'll... even try to help if you'd like" she whispered, patting their head gently as if they were her child—it could just be that she was missing her own children but it wouldn't be so bad if she indulged just a bit.

𝐉𝐎𝐒𝐄𝐏𝐇 𝐃𝐄𝐒𝐀𝐔𝐋𝐍𝐈𝐄𝐑𝐒

"Are you really just going to remain in that position until I strike you because of some pastries?" the older man questioned, a bit annoyed because a survivor was throwing a tantrum over pastries. The baker sighed, mumbling something the former count wasn't able to decipher.

"Speak up, no one can hear you with how quiet you are" Joseph frowned, leaning down slightly in order to hear them a bit better. "I, I made a lot more than usual so everyone could have a taste even after the match—those were the last ones" they grumbled, frustration piercing through their upset exterior.

The photographer's mouth parts slightly, eyes softening. He had read the baker's background beforehand, he remembered that they valued the art of baking much more than other bakers, to them, pastries are things you should pour your heart into making.

"I apologise for being insensitive, I," he paused, wondering about how to proceed. After thinking for a few more seconds, a lightbulb lights up in the french man's head. "Would you like me to teach you a recipe my... brother and I used to love?" he offered, albeit a bit hesitantly. He watches your eyes light up at the idea, taken aback when you embrace him. "Yes, I would" you mouth into his waist coat, smiling when he returns the hug.

𝐗𝐈𝐄 𝐁𝐈'𝐀𝐍 & 𝐅𝐀𝐍 𝐖𝐔𝐉𝐈𝐔

Bi'an lowered the umbrella, looking down at the survivor with concerned eyes. Wujiu was displeased, Why are they so upset over pastries? he complained, sighing in irritation.

The white guard kneels before them, umbrella tucked under his arm. He takes their hand in his, rubbing it reassuringly. His smile is small but apologetic, amethyst eyes uncertain yet firm with resolve.

"Are you alright?" he asks, his soft baritone sounding comforting to your ears. You sniffle slightly, shaking your head—looking into his enchanting orbs. He slowly moves to cup the side of your face, finding the feeling of your warmth against his cold hand pleasant.

Fan sighs from within the umbrella, feeling a bit guilty. It must've taken you a while to make those treats and now all that effort has been wasted. Perhaps, he could step out of the umbrella, he could help you with baking and Bi'an isn't all that lacking in that aspect either so he could also help. It felt oddly troublesome and yet, it felt welcome.

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎

Worry paints over her delicate features, she lowers her fan, slipping it into her obi. She rubs their shoulder, "I apologise for the cookies, do you have any more?" she asks, staring down at the survivor.

You swallow, shaking your head. "Those were all of them, I, I made extra for everyone but now it's all gone" you whispered, disappointment rolling off you in waves.

She smiles softly, you reminded her of the people she used to care for back when she was still alive. Michiko pulls out a small Wagashi, presenting it before the small survivor.

"If you'd like, I can help you in making more, I know quite a bit about making pastries" she offered, smiling at them genuinely. She watches their expression light up, a grateful smile gracing her. "Thank you, I would like that" they spoke, taking the Daifuku from her hand.

Gluttonous Hunters

The hunters don't need food, but that doesn't mean they don't wish to partake.

The baker huffed, leaning against the rocket chair. They shift uncomfortably, trying their best to not drop the basket in their lap. The hunter eyes the basket with interest, the pleasant aroma drawing them towards it.

They snatch the basket from your lap, obtaining a random treat and taking a bite out of the delicious dessert without paying any mind to you.

They always heard the survivors talk about how your treats were the best they've tasted, they've always wanted to judge whether or not that was true or not.

𝐀𝐋𝐕𝐀 𝐋𝐎𝐑𝐄𝐍𝐙

The inventor eyed the basket with interest; whilst he was still alive, Herman would often get him to try out new dishes, recipes and treats of all sorts—but he had to admit, the aroma of your pastries stood out amongst all of the pastries he's had beforehand.

Alva leans on the wall behind him, admiring the craftsmanship of the basket. The chaired survivor eyes the tall hunter, eyes trained on his every move. Their eyes widen when he makes a move to retrieve one of their goods from the basket.

The baker frowns, "Hey! I only made enough for the survivors!" they hollered out, visibly annoyed. Alva glanced at them, cocking his head—"Will you make some for me after the match if I only eat one?" he asked, eyes holding a particular look in them that made it hard to say no.

The baker blinked repeatedly, shocked to hear the hunter being so polite during a match. They huff, nodding, "Alright, I will, b, but, don't eat those okay?" they request with a pleading look, knowing only two pastries are left. Alva smiles slightly, placing the basket in their lap gently.

𝐆𝐑𝐀𝐂𝐄

Grace traced the patterns of the basket, smiling gently. The baker stared up at her, wide-eyed, in awe of the pretty woman. "Y, You can taste them if you want" they say, bashfully looking away.

The hunter eyes the survivor, she knows you're different from all the other humans but she just can't bring herself to warm up to anyone so easily.

She nods hesitantly, taking a pastry in between her two fingers before chipping off a small piece with her teeth. Her eyes widen, palate screaming with joy at the taste.

She peers down at the survivor, tapping their shoulder gently. Smiling at them softly, she ruffles their hair, hoping that it would deliver her gratitude.

𝐑𝐎𝐁𝐁𝐈𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐈𝐓𝐄

The boy's mouth waters at the aroma of the pastries, hugging the basket to his chest. His head shifts up, hesitantly meeting the baker's gaze. "C, Can I have some?" the kid asks, as polite as he can be.

The baker opens their mouth, contemplating. Do I give in to the kid and spare the survivors none or... they consider, already reaching a decision. "You can eat them all, but leave one okay?" they beam.

Robbie embraces them for a bit before opening the basket and snacking on the treats. The boy practically vibrates with joy, enjoying the taste of each wonderful treat.

"Do you like them?" the baker prods, staring fondly at the sight of the hunter being a kid. The hunters all seemed human in one way or another, the baker thought, smiling. The boy nodded fervently, hand still stuck under the accessory covering his head.

𝐌𝐈𝐂𝐇𝐈𝐊𝐎

Onyx eyes widen slightly upon hearing a soft thud from behind her. Turning around, she eyes the basket on the ground. The survivor looked visibly flustered, in an awkward position that made it look like they were attempting to retrieve the basket.

The Geisha only smiled graciously, gently picking it up. She dusted off the basket before presenting it in a manner only a seasoned hostess would know how to. She placed it on their lap, gazing at them curiously when they nudge it towards her.

"Are you offering me one?" she voiced out euphoniously, lowering herself until she was face-to-face with them. You nod, "I, If you don't mind, you can have some, I made a bit more than usual" you replied, smiling at the hunter.

She smiled gratefully, gently opening the basket before taking a cookie into one of her hands. She flicks her hand fan open before taking a bite of the cookie. Her obsidian eyes seem to sparkle with each bite. Finishing the cookie, she bows to the survivor, thanking them.

𝐇𝐀𝐒𝐓𝐔𝐑

His tentacles manhandle the basket, forcing out angry yells of disapproval from the survivor. He pays you no mind, examining the beautifully crafted basket.

He lifts up one of the hatches, greeted by the soft and warm aroma of their pastries. The eldritch god takes one of the cupcakes into his hand, while the baker watches in horror as a rift rips through his "face" forming a mouth.

He seems to be pleased by the taste—judging by the fact that he literally threw the basket's contents down that very same rift. Hastur emits a sound resembling a cat's purring, and slowly, the rift slowly shuts, reassuring you that you wouldn't in fact be one of the things on the menu.

He slithers close to you, placing the basket back onto your lap. "I would like for you to make more for me after the match" he requests, oddly docile as he trails his odd tentacle up your neck, purring even more when you nodded. It felt weird to have the hunter rub your body, it felt as if he was treating you as his pet.

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[athanasius-symposium-of-writings]

Photographic Birthdays

HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR JOSEPH SOBS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AAAAAAAAA

Rated Explicit | Warnings: The last one is dark cuz its Hypnotist Joseph

Moonlight Gentleman

The werewolves are energetic today, you woke up both men tussing outside as if they were pups. Rarely do you see Joseph entertaining the childish behavior of his twin Claude, though they are twins and appear to be in sync with one another— They are both very different.

Claude is the energetic one, a sweet one, fragile but such limitations do not stop him from playing with his brother.

Joseph is not as energetic, he is reserved, he prefers to look partially human to interact with you properly, not fragile at all. He is very protective of his brother.

Both are wolves, creatures blessed by the forest you live in, they greatly enjoy your company (Claude told you as Joseph would not admit it).

“It is our birthday!” Claude is still completely in wolf form when he runs into the house to greet you in the kitchen, “What shall we do today?” Transforming midway before hugging you from behind.

“Be careful! You know how easily humans break.” Following behind already as in partially wolf form, “He hasn't stopped talking about this since we woke up.”

You laugh, “Well it's your choice what we get to do today,” Claude squeezes you lightly, “Both of you have to share.”

“We can share you.”

“Claude!” His brother scolds him quickly.

You laugh, “We can save that for later,” Reaching behind you to pet those cute ears, “How about visiting town today? We can go see what the store has in stock and we can eat breakfast there.” Offering a suggestion. It has been some time since they have been to town, each twin having a favorite place to visit while you restocked on supplies.

“I suppose that will be fine,” Joseph says as he sits now at the table in the kitchen, he is eyeing you as if he wants to join in the room but is above that.

“Splendid idea!” Claude is always excited to visit human places.

Désire Mélodis 

There are many parties for his birthday, they are all grand performances of smiles and speeches for Lord Mélodis. He has never cared for them. Why bother when most of these people he is using to further his goals? Though he could say the same of your family, but not of you.

“Désire!”

The greatest gift you could ever give him is yourself, everything that is you is all he needs or wants. No cake, no materialistic gifts, no speeches— Just you in his bed writhing under him, ensnared by his love for you.

“Please, Désire! Let me—”

“No,” He holds you down by pressing his hands on your upper back as he thrusts from behind, “I will indulge in my gift how I want, (Name).” Grinning as you cry out in overstimulated blessing, “Yes, yes! Fuck.” Rarely vulgar, the Lord Professor keeps thrusting then stops to paint your walls white with more cum.

“You are all that I need for my birthday.” Kissing your shoulder as he lays over your body.

Azrael

Spring is coming early, the weather is still cold but the rain of spring is blessing the land. The patter of the rain hitting the glass window echoes, this before the soft music plays. You entered the room, a lounging room with a music player for your records. He remains lying spread out on the couch like a spoiled unbothered brat because he is being one as he cannot leave your domain until the rain has stopped.

“Do you hate today?” You ask him once the melody starts playing, “Do you regret it?”

No, he does not hate today and no he does not regret his fall. If he never fell, he would have never met you on this day so many years ago.

He is only upset with himself for not seeing how important this day is to you. His little mortal now sits on the floor leaning against the front of the couch. Azrael’s hand reaching out petting your head, his pet and lover, his divine mortal.

“No. Never.” Turning over to his side to drape himself over you, “You call it my birthday, why?”

“Oh, I thought it would be nice… Something you can look forward to like I do with my birthday.”

“Heh.” Mortal sentiment and it sweet you care to share them with him, a creature who will outlive you. “Pity it is raining. I would like to have you in the flower fields.” Humming at the end while you look away with burning cheeks.

Hangover

Long ago grief would not permit him to celebrate this day, a birthday he shared with his twin. He would drink himself into a stupor and wake up the next day none the better.

But he looks at the way you are trying to create a gift for him in secret, he is aware of it because you are not exactly subtle in your questions. You know it is a sensitive time for him even if he has moved on in honor of his brother— The wound is still there and can bleed again.

“(Name),” His arms wrap around you making you squeak like a cute animal, “May I see my gift?”

“Not yet! Let me finish wrapping it!” Pouting as he kisses your shoulder, “That tickles, Joseph!”

He hums, “When can I have my gift?”

“Tonight, if you will allow me to give a small celebration?”

In the past, he would reject such a notion. Would have been mean-spirited and likely hurt you with bitter words back then, but he has grown. Claude would have wanted him to live, to live for both of them.

“Tonight, then,” He hums, “I wait with great anticipation.”

Hypnotist

His favorite patient is trying to craft him a gift, how cute. Rorschach had advised against it naturally, only he is aware of the Hypnotist's sadistic treatments. Not like the fellow patient could do anything or report him, perks of being seen as a madman— A perk for a Hypnotist to use against Rorschach.

The doctor enters the recreation room, arts and crafts today, only you are here given how well-behaved you are.

“What are you making, (Name)?” Sneaking in and only announcing himself when it is too late for you to hide the gift anywhere.

“Doctor Desaulnier!” Jumping up and hiding the gift behind your back, “Oh, it's uh hmmm.” Flustered, and shy, he likes how well he has molded your mind. The treatments, his hypnosis therapy, have not only lessened those nasty little memories of yours but have you sweet on him. A pretty docile patient, pity Rorschach's mind is not as malleable as yours, ah well, the boy's fascination with the doctor's other patients works to Desaulnier's benefit.

“Is something the matter?” False concern as if he does not already know you have been working on this for weeks. Every day with arts and crafts happens you are creating your little art piece.

“Ha-happy birthday, doctor!” Pulling the gift out from behind you, “Happy birthday!” Saying it again.

“How kind of you, (Name).” Taking the over-glittered card with glue and paper cutouts of words from newspapers— All words praising him. When he opens the card, it is a drawing of him—Well, a poorly made drawing of him but the words you put in are far better.

“This is lovely, thank you.”

You smile brightly.

“But I do hope there is more to this, little mouse,” His hand slid then holding your waist, “Hm?”

“Birthday,” Trying to gather words from that poor mind of yours. The Doctor might have adjusted that, you need your words but not your memories, “For you. Any gift!”

“Very kind of you. Would you kindly lay back for me so I can have my other gift?”

A post-hypnotic suggestion programmed into the mind; he made sure it was something he would not say often and subtle enough for others not to recognize.

You do it so easily, hoping on the long table with your legs dangling on the edge, you lie back staring up at the ceiling. Doctor Desaulnier wants to laugh, God, his personal pet is so amusing!

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[idv-brainrot-go-brr]

Joseph x reader hc please

Joseph - general dating hcs

Character(s): Joseph Desaulnier (PHotographer) Content:relationship hcs

First of all, managing to get genuinely close to him is an achievement in itself. 

He’s very focused on his work. And I mean incredibly focused. It’s essential to him. 

This dude is trying to time travel using occult methods and a camera. Don't expect the sanest individual behind an endeavour like that

Joseph is best described as dramatic. In both joys and sorrows, he shows quite clearly how he feels.

In the happy times, you might randomly be twirled around a room in a waltz without music, in the harsher times he will stare out the window melancholically and hardly speak at all.

It's uh

It's an experience, let's leave it at that

As hard as it is to deal with the intense mood swings and the even more intense behaviours that come with them, it's all worth it in the end, because he is a surprisingly soft, dedicated lover.

He notices small details and gives you gifts randomly even when no anniversary and no reminder from your side prompts him to.

He simply enjoys seeing you happy

He also enjoys quiet times

As much as he was one to throw and attend lavish parties in his youth, the now enjoys the more intimate moments

He will be hesitant with physical contact at first, simply because he's been alone for so long that he isn't really used to it anymore, but once he warms up to it he will be happy to just spend your shared evening cuddling in front of the fireplace

as long as he isn't melancholically staring out a window that is

This man has no friends. Don't try to bring him around your friends either, it won't end well.

He will simply stand there like

To absolutely nobody's surprise, he takes tons of pictures of you, but not the soul-snatching kind, just regular pictures.

The soul-snatching kind isn't worthy of you just yet, because although they perfectly preserve your image, they are lifeless, and they cannot compare to the perfection of your true being

mans is down bad horrendously, but please tell him not to snatch your soul and stuff it in a picture frame because he will need to hear you say it

#idv x reader #identity v x reader #identity v x you #idv x you #idv joseph x reader #joseph desaulnier x reader

[cooliofango]

Photographer’s Love Letter

Joseph Desaulnier x GN! Reader

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Documentation #X

The following appears to be a love letter from the hunter known as the Photographer to lover located outside of Oletus Manor.

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Dearest Y/N,                                                       May 19

        It has been quite a while since I’ve last spoken with you. I’d like to apologize for that, as well as my absence. I have been quite busy as of late with the occupation I now uphold here in Oletus Manor. Its treacherous and yet this horrendous game brings forth something similar to relief for that pent up despair I feel from Claude’s loss. I fear myself for feeling such a thing. Especially if this feeling lingers when the time comes for us to meet once again. I can assure you that I will put in the effort to make this feeling to pass before I hold you in my arms again. That is, if you can accept the being held in the arms of someone who’s done things you would not be terribly fond of- and I’m afraid that I cannot explain my wrong doings in writing. I vow to  inform you of everything in due time.

        I miss seeing your face when I awaken in the early hours of dawn. I miss your touch of comfort when my thoughts get the better of me. I miss your scent whenever I would hold you close. I miss the sound of your beautiful voice that aided in my slumber late into the night. I miss you. Each passing day only makes the yearning within this old heart of mine grow steadily stronger. It makes me wish to leave this place sooner than later. Yet I cannot leave as willingly as I wish I could. Please be patient with me, mon chéri. I will be patient as well, as much as it pains me to wait any longer. I wish to remember the taste of your lips and be reminded of one of the many things I love about you.

        I beg you to care for yourself while I cannot be there to do so, myself. Stay indoors when ill, eat healthily, and get plenty of sleep. Treat yourself to something nice for me, as well. Perhaps a glass of wine like we always shared together under the moonlight would suffice. I’ll need to fetch the finest bottle in France when I return to you, mon amour. We will wear the softest of silks and dance under the moon’s gaze. Anything to enjoy the night of our faithful reunion to it’s fullest. Anything to ensure that your happiness is met. I long to see your beautiful smile again.

        I must cut this short, mon chéri. My presence is needed elsewhere in the manor. I will await your letter in response, if you choose to respond or if you even receive this letter at all. You are always on my mind and in my heart.

With Love,

Joseph Desaulnier

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Edit made by me! Original Fanart was found on Pinterest without the name of the artist. If you can find the artist then please shoot ‘em a message!

I hope you all like this! It came to me to write this upon impulse before I start this semester the next morning so I decided to indulge.

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[zevexsii]

Could I request some Yandere Photographer headcanons?

absolutely!

yandere photographer x gn!reader

warning for yandere content and manipulative/toxic behavior! possible violence and triggering content ahead.

track: mx sinister - IDKBTFM

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joseph has lost so many things in his life. you are not about to be one of them.

it matters not which side of the manor you find yourself on. survivor or hunter, it makes no difference. joseph lives, breathes, and needs you.

he thrives on attention, negative or positive. scathing looks thrill him nearly as much as your praise. duo hunters with you lights a certain sadistic fire in joseph, while friendly matches end with a new album of photos for his collection and a certain reluctance to let you go. you're his, after all. simple as that.

the only time joseph can really see you as anything more than a treasure to be taken care of is when you embrace him in all of his violent tendencies. it drives him insane when others brazenly take interest in you, as if you could ever belong to them! you promised yourself to joseph, right dear?

since joseph exists as something a bit more than human, he can function on less sleep; which means that he has spent a fair amount of time lording over you, carefully trailing his finger down your cheek. the only remnants of his late night visits are a vial of rose perfume atop a snapshot of you taken during a match.

his behaviour borders the charming and the perverse. joseph is always prepared to greet you at mealtimes, pulling out your chair for you and even inviting you to dine with him privately, but how does he show up in the most opportune places to be a gentleman? and surely he doesn't smell like roses?

joseph gets off on this little game more than he'd like to admit; the lovely little game of cat and mouse in which you pretend you don't know he's been obsessing over you for weeks and joseph pretends not to be hopelessly and desperately attached to you.

this absurd emotional foreplay doesn't last for long, though. joseph is the kind of yandere who will do what he sees best for his darling, regardless.

he knows the photo realm is cold, but worry not dear, you'll having a loving husband and many blankets to keep you warm for the rest of your life. you couldn't leave, even if you wanted to.

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last minute author's note! it was 4am when i wrote this and i refuse to proofread it. if something particularly bothers you, feel free to send something to the inbox.

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