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... And everything else she has to offer, whether it's her tears, her words or her body.
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With this ring, I ask you to be mine by richalotte
Fandoms: 第五人格 | Identity V (Video Game)
25 Sep 2024
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"With this hand, I will lift your sorrows
Your cup will never be empty, for I will be your wine
With this candle, I will light your way into darkness
With this ring, I ask you to be mine."Richard vows to love and cherish her for eternity. She begs him to let her go.
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A direct sequel to Freaky prompts because I reached the maximum amount of tags in the first fic so instead of deleting tags I decided to just make a second part.
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- Part 2 of Freaky prompts
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Exactly what the title says. Give me prompts and I'll see what I can do.
UPDATE 09/09/2024: Prompt fic closed! Thank you so much!
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- Part 1 of Freaky prompts
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Matthias worships Louis' body and delights himself with his wooden taste.
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It’s like Claude is still a child, the way he seems to emit a soft glow in Joseph’s vision, an angelic halo in his own right. All he’s missing is a pair of white wings, but his white curls are just as pure and just as soft. Joseph strokes his hair, where he often wears a blue ribbon, unlike Joseph’s constantly loose blond waves. His soft white light in the winter, his dearest Claude…
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Kinktober Day 1: First Time
Prompt collection credit: https://x.com/anomalous_blake/status/1819575989896409352Series
- Part 1 of kinktober 2024 (josclaude/约骨)
Bookmarked by sapphics4mattlouis
30 Sep 2024
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First time fics are my faves and one so sweet and gorgeous as this shall live in my brain rent free.
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The process of painting a picture or taking a photograph of a person is called portraiture. Claude is a failed, yet successful, attempt at bringing someone back from the clutches of time and death, and a hunter who can vanish into nothing.
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Claude grows more and more upset each day he spends in Oletus manor-- Joseph is resolved to help him. He will save him, he will save him, only he can save him.
Bookmarked by sapphics4mattlouis
24 Sep 2024
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Sublime with capital S because oh Lord. Claude comes back to life but it goes wrong (no clickbait).
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There's a rumor of the Photographer keeping a picture of his loved one in his locket.
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He closes the locket quickly with the thumb of the hand holding it in his hand like his heart. Click. Tucking it back in hastily and buttoning his shirt up again, the hunter rushes to his match, haphazardly adjusting his collar, and the locket burns its coolness to his heart again, reassuring him of its small existence.
(CP optional.)
Bookmarked by sapphics4mattlouis
22 Sep 2024
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ATP I'm hitting the "Rec" button everytime, but can you blame this? Again, a masterpiece. I loved the tidbits of how an in-game match would go too, but as always, it's the longing and grief and the image of Claude from Joseph's perspective what make this all so worth it. Excuse me, I gotta cry.
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“Is there someone named Joseph in this manor?” He holds the others’ hands, sincere in his wish to find him. “I’ve been looking for him for so long. He looks like me– maybe. It’s been so long.”
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A reunion nowhere, between the air and the skyline.
Bookmarked by sapphics4mattlouis
22 Sep 2024
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What words can I use to describe how I felt while reading this? They aren't enough. Do read it yourself, I wholeheartedly recommend it, but don't do it before bed like I did or you'll end up staring at the ceiling with itchy eyes.
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Winter roses blooming red on his fair face, Claude let out a deep breath to watch it flow like thin clouds up to the sky. It’s this place that she feels as the cold settles over her back like a pleasant gust of wind from the past- because if it’s the past, she’ll take it all. If it’s Claude, when they were together and he smiled like the winter sun incarnate in the woods behind home, where the snow was so especially beautiful. Claude would run in the snow, and Joseph would chase him, heart fluttering in the rush and trembling from the fear that he might fall or disappear from her sight. That couldn’t happen- how could a child outrun an adult?
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In the winter, Joseph remembers her brother in everything.
Bookmarked by sapphics4mattlouis
22 Sep 2024
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Grief but make it an ice knife that twists and turns in my heart. A very recommended read, the descriptions are perfect and I can't get enough of Joseph's longing and grief for Claude. It hurts. Thank you.