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Photographic Birthdays
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HAPPY BIRTHDAY FOR JOSEPH SOBS I LOVE HIM SO MUCH AAAAAAAAA
Rated Explicit | Warnings: The last one is dark cuz its Hypnotist Joseph
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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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I think Joseph being pegged is hot bhfvhbvfv
Rated: Explicit
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“You seem to be more affected by this than me.”
His voice takes you out of the moment, your hips moving desperately to make him feel good with the strap, you look at him surprised then worried, “Does it not feel good?” You are trying your best, copying the way he has held open your legs and thrust his hips, though you figure it is not as perfect as his movements.
Joseph is a bit taken aback by how dejected you sound, the way you try to figure out what you are doing wrong by adjusting your hand placement and angle.
“I feel full. The size you picked is reasonable this time,” Because you like bigger and clearly not human-shaped cocks, you choose a normal one for the strap. He is fairly sure it is bigger than him though. “This is enjoyable, but try this.” His legs are over your shoulders and he pulls you over him pressing your weight on him.
“Ah, there.”
“Joseph, you look beautiful.”
He laughs, breathlessly, “You tell me this often,” He groans when you start moving, slower this time.
“I think you like it. You always glance over your shoulder when I tell you so.” Yes, when he chairs you, he looks behind him to see you attempting to flirt with him. Shamelessly too, calling him words one would say to a woman. “A pretty prince.”
“Shut up.” Rolling his eyes, “Focus on making me cum, (Name).”
“I promise you will, I'm trying.” God, you are like an eager puppy right now moaning as you fuck him. He now cannot stop moaning and can feel that build-up reaching that edge, “Please, cum, look at me Joseph when you cum.”
He does to you, holds your face when you are trying to hide— Joseph doesn't hide, he looks into your eyes when he cums, eyes with tears from overstimulation as you do not stop until he has cum three more times. A perk of being a hunter is the unnatural stamina, which helps when you are the one who needs to be exhausted.
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Joseph had learned with you that you are all bark. He calls you ‘pup’ because you are. A cute pup that barks for attention and immediately tail wagging in excitement when he gives it. Cute but annoying when in matches and you are enjoying yourself despite being wounded or chaired waiting to be rescued.
Love. You confessed first, and he permits you to adore him.
“Why are you cutting only two of your nails?” Laying next to him only wearing a bathrobe. Tonight, he has invited you for a tryst, whatever that means.
“Truly, you do not know why?” Examining his hand where he clipped the nails of his index and middle finger.
“I like your long nails.” Thinking he is going to cut them all down.
“Only two are enough unless you think you could handle three fingers.”
You stare confused, staring at his fingers, fingers he taps on your bottom lip.
“Open, tongue out.”
You open your mouth and he presses his fingers on your tongue, your eyes on him seeking allowance.
“Suck.”
And you do happily.
“Understand now?”
Yeah, you do, humming to show you do. His finger pulled out your mouth with a pop before his lips took you, his body on top of you in his bed.
The first time you entered his room it felt and looked every bit like those French historical based dramas, and smelled like perfume and wine.
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NSFT Alphabet: Joseph Desaulnier! D.M./Necromancer
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Here's wonderwall -starts screaming-
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
Désire like Joseph is not one to do all “drawing a bath, wiping down, etc.”. Give the man a moment to bask in the moment, to enjoy the calm after the storm. You have asked to be held, he used to have one-night stands so his intimacy levels are low. He enjoys kissing him and hugging him and will return it as the relationship grows/ Necromancer holds the dnd version of you, the popular romantic view he feels you deserve. The whole “drawing a bath, wiping down, etc” is done with loving kisses and affection like you want.
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
Désire's favorite part of his body is his shoulders, which makes him look broad and intimidating. He likes when you hold as he dances with you (you… like them for other reasons). Like Joseph, it is your face. / Necromancer the same as D.M.
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
D.M. does not actually like cumming on you. if he can't cum inside of you then he will cum on a tissue or something disposable. / Necromancer has blue glowy cum and loves cumming on you because of how it contrasts with your skin
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
Désire likes the idea of a threesome with you and someone he deems worthy of you. Noir and Tuberose, but part of him would not mind Detective Inference for fun (D.M. would also like to see the man eat you out while he fucks him). / Necromancer none 
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
D.M. is very experienced while Necromancer is not because D.M. would have liked his first time to have been with you.
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
Riding / Necromancer missionary 
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
Both are serious 
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
D.M. is well groomed and so is Necromancer (Write what you know thing)
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)
D.M. is not intimate and it takes time to get him to be bit he isn't a brute! He will wine and dine you, kiss you all but cuddling is a bit odd for a bit. / Necromancer is written as what Désire wishes he could give so very romantic 
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
D.M. has told you he has masturbated to you, this was before you allowed him into your bed. This goes for Necromancer too
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Mutual masturbation, titles used in the bedroom, brat taming, dressing you up, praise kink (Necromancer is dollification and dressing you up)
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
D.M. will do semi-public if it is in his manor but will only do it in the bedroom or yours. He will though subtle tease you anywhere./ Necromancer bedroom or throne room
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
Anything for both
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
D.M. and Necromancer will not do rope play, ribbons yes but no rope.
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Both are very good at giving but receiving is always a treat. The same goes for Necromancer  
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Very sensual and torturously slow but gets fast and rougher as the night goes on but never too rough, he will not hurt you (too much)/ same for Necromancer 
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
D.M. does quickies but not Necromancer 
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? Do they take risks? etc.)
If he knows one of the three is on the other side of the door or room, he will make you cum loudly and after will walk out the room while you fix yourself up. Especially for Noir or Inference
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? How long do they last?)
D.M. can go on for a while but if you need more, he will use his mouth and hands on you. /Necromancer has godly stamina
T = Toys (do they own toys? Do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
D.M. is to torture you but not Necromancer 
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
100% unfair
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
D.M. can be vocal if he is really into the moment, when is so lost in everything that you are and being given to him— It's a lot for him./ Necromancer is the same way especially after almost losing you.
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
D.M. is not a jealous lover, he finds it unnecessary but he is very greedy when it comes to your attention. 
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Satisfying don't worry
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
High, it's just something about you that literally has him adding you to this self-insert storyline. You can't escape his thoughts.
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
D.M. watches you sleep so does Necromancer, they seem to never sleep because when you wake up later, he is awake getting ready for the day.
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Can I req a fic where d.m. gets jealous because he thinks his s/o is flirting with the others (tuberose , gatto and maybe fiona crimson witch) but she's just being polite? Poor girl just wanted to show her appreciation to d.m.'s henchmen but he thinks that she's trying to flirt 😔😔. Thanks!
I dont picture him being the jealous type. He is very secure in his place with you but he is aware others want you in their own way. But lol he has you first
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Jealousy is such an ugly emotion all creatures have, all those sentient, Sir Désire Mélodis has felt those emotions before— When he was a child. It was a natural reaction as he had shared his childhood with his beloved brother. It is natural and is addressed accordingly. He knows you have felt jealousy as he is a very loved man by many members of high society. No, not jealousy, you felt as if you were competing between them and the Detectives. He had not intended to make you believe you had to compete with Mr. Inference or Lady Truth, they were ants compared to you.
Beautiful, fascinating you who ensnares his heart with your boundless love and quick wit. You are brave yet shy, cautious yet bold. You are perfect.
“I do love how you styled your hair today, (Name).” The new maid, a witch, compliments you as she places tea down for you. You are currently reading over paperwork for your father, and Désire is happy to provide a quiet space for you to focus.
“Thank you. I had to get help to style it this morning.” Smiling as she plays with one of the hairpins. A snake wrapped around a branch with white dangling jewelry petals.
“The tea is delicious!” You took several sips, “What is it?”
“Oh, nothing special.” The Crimson Witch is idly chatting with you.
Désire watches from a dark corner, he is quite pleased to see you getting along with his associates. The one who likely will never meet is Noir as he is a solitary type. Désire was sure you would never meet Tuberose but circumstances had called for that to change.
The Lord Professor's were exposed in parts and not all were shared, this is to protect you. If something happens to him, he has plans to keep you safe.
“Mon petit gâteau,” Approaching when the witch maid leaves you to your work, “Good afternoon, any headway?” His walk is elegant, and graceful with his cane in hand. You smile big and wide for him, he leans over the chair to kiss your cheek. He stands at his full height as he reads over the paper in your hand.
“Good afternoon, monsieur,” You stretch your back out a bit, “Some. Most are bills and others are invitations.” You yawn.
“Sounds like you need a break, my love.”
You nod a bit, “Maybe. Perhaps a walk?” Tilting your head back to look up at him.
Désire shakes his head slightly, “I have a meeting to attend in the museum. If you wish to take a walk, take Tuberose along.”
You learned early on in the relationship, Désire Mélodis takes his work seriously. It is not to affront you, he just has goals and does what is necessary to achieve them. Plus his assistant is pleasant to be around though you know he is there to protect you.
“One day people are going to think I am having an affair with him.”
The bark of laughter is loud as your beloved laughs at the ridiculousness of that. The Lord professor knows every well Tuberose heart belongs to another but he is charmed by you as well. The man knows better than to attempt to seduce you both out of respect for you but a fear/respect for his colleague. Gatto though, Désire Mélodis knows the man must care for you outside of the professional realm.
A lonely boy who is fascinated by the macabre, he is no threat as you are obvious to the way the man feels.
“Wow.” Rolling your eyes playfully as you organize the paperwork and finish your tea.
“What, you want me to be the jealous lover?” When you stand up crossing behind the chair allowing your one and only to tug you close to him. “Perhaps I should lock you in my room.” Your hands are on his chest as he leans his head over your shoulder and whispers in French the most debauched things into your ear.
“Still fearing the option of the lowly populous?”
“N-no, sir…”
“Sir? Mon petit gâteau, I believe I can spare an hour to indulge.”
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NSFT Alphabet: Joseph Desaulnier
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I have no idea what im doing lol
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A = Aftercare (what they’re like after sex)
So ideal you prob are expecting him to run you a bath, wipe you down, cuddle all that jazz but tbh he needs a second to recover. Would cuddle if you are a cuddly type but are content lying beside you just listening to your voice. He does like to touch you after with his nail tracing your skin or kissing a spot he might have bitten too hard during the moment. I do believe this man would have after-sex snacks ready lol food and wine guy. The bath happens later 
B = Body part (their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s)
His favorite part of his body I think would be his hair idk he seems like the time to take extra care for it. On you, I think your face if you are an expressive person or your hands. 
C = Cum (anything to do with cum, basically)
He likes cumming on your face. If you let him he will paint you with his cum and take a picture of it uwu
D = Dirty secret (pretty self-explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs)
He likes giving those he likes pet names (‘gray little mouse’ for Aesop). He rather likes it when someone fights back rather than just accept their fate-- this goes in the bedroom too. He likes the tussle before you give in. Would let you peg him if you are into that
E = Experience (how experienced are they? do they know what they’re doing?)
A lot. Trust me this man in no way is a virgin, no way and with both genders
F = Favorite position (this goes without saying)
You riding him 
G = Goofy (are they more serious in the moment? Are they humorous? etc.)
He is serious but might smile but he takes this very seriously
H = Hair (how well groomed are they? Does the carpet match the drapes? etc.)
Uh-hm I don't think his a hair guy based on his once skin, I doubt he has much hair down there
I = Intimacy (how are they during the moment? The romantic aspect)
He can be romantic depending on the mood and 
J = Jack off (masturbation headcanon)
I don't think he does this unless he is already in a relationship
K = Kink (one or more of their kinks)
Petplay, degradation, mutual masturbation, 'human furniture', titles used in the bedroom, brat taming
L = Location (favorite places to do the do)
In his bedroom he is not all that into public stuff but something you inspire him in matches (more like he bullies you for being bold)
M = Motivation (what turns them on, gets them going)
You being a brat
N = No (something they wouldn’t do, turn-offs)
He will not sub he just wont (until i find a plot reason for him to sub lol)
O = Oral (preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc.)
Too good, evil good, life-changing even 
P = Pace (are they fast and rough? slow and sensual? etc.)
Slow and sensual or fast and rough it all depends on the mood and place
Q = Quickie (their opinions on quickies, how often, etc.)
He hates quickies at first until you tease him enough then you getting it
R = Risk (are they game to experiment? do they take risks? etc.)
He can if you present it to him
S = Stamina (how many rounds can they go for? how long do they last?)
The man literally can cheat using camera world to make you cum faster without having to do much work lol but also he is a swordsmen i think he can last fairly long
T = Toys (do they own toys? do they use them? on a partner or themselves?)
You need to show him what a vibrator is (but be ready to suffer)
U = Unfair (how much they like to tease)
100% unfair
V = Volume (how loud they are, what sounds they make, etc.)
Depends he can be loud or quiet (plot reasons)
W = Wild card (a random headcanon for the character)
Pull his hair before he cums 
X = X-ray (let’s see what’s going on under those clothes)
Perfection 
Y = Yearning (how high is their sex drive?)
I think he does not have a high sex drive as he got older, but if you have a high sex drive I'm sure he can match it
Z = Zzz (how quickly they fall asleep afterward)
I think it depends on how long you two have been going at it. He tends to stay awake to watch you sleep, the calm after the storm feelings. Here you are vulnerable with the person who is technically your enemy in these games, peaceful and covered with his marks.
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Hii can you "You're mine now, do you understand that?" Prompt for D.M?
Rated T | Warnings: none
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“You are mine,” His thumb and finger tilting your head to have you look at him, to stare into his eyes, “Do you understand?” Désire Mélodis’ face moving closer, his lips only a breath away from yours. His eyes locked on yours as he was about to kiss you.
“Ownership goes both ways.” You say as you step back and place your hand on his wrist before moving his hand to his chest. “You are mine and I am yours, Mélodis. I am not your pet, I am your life partner through sickness and in health. If I die, I will haunt you. If you die, you will haunt me.”
Oh, the glee on his face as you are very seriously making it known this is not going to be a one sided arrangement, you do own him. His body, heart, and soul are yours.
“Mon amour, you are far more precious than any jewel in this world.” Lowering his hands to his side as you touch his face, a gentle hold, you smile a little.
“I know. You love praising me.”
“I do and will continue to do so until my last breath.”
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