hello ! i am YOMI , 20 years old, i am autistic and an aspiring writer who wants to share works about identity v's joseph desaulnier; desiré mélodis !
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this blog is dedicated to him and him only . truth and inference is my current hyperfixation ! i do not feel comfortable writing for other characters as i am not confident with writing them . i am not the most active writer ehe . i can write for joseph too !
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minors are not recommended to read .
Requests !
i am open for writing requests ! i write for x reader , regardless of the gender identity . q&a is ok , i suppose . . .
I wonder if I could request D.M meeting reader who's actually Mr. Inferences sibling, but he doesn't know that yet until he encounters them together.
Fluffy shenanigans ensue where D.M is basically trying to win readers heart, but also multitasking with being Mr. Inferences greatest enemy and begging a miracle he lets him date their sibling
Sorry if it's a bit of a messy ask, as I'm not really well versed with English (￣ヘ￣;)
Sidéré
cw : none , just pure fluff . maybe a tiny bit of stalking . kind of crack in the end lmao .
gender-neutral reader as of the word sibling .
apologies for the very long wait ~ i was inactive and i am in uni now .
it was supposed to be a normal day , another ordinary and mediocre stroll in the streets of london .
yet for quite some time now ,
desiré had his eyes on someone , he met them—or . . saw , rather—outside of a well-known bakery a few weeks ago . that person seemed to run errands for someone as they quickly hid their face with the big paper bag when they noticed him from a far . again . he concluded that maybe they were a shy type ?
they looked nice , they always looked nice .
d.m. is a man of his word , once he sets his opinion about you , it will stay that way .
he adores anything that is beautiful .
noir finally follows from behind , fidgeting with his dagger in its sheath as he stares at the bakery and then to desiré . "who's that ? another target that i don't know of?" he grumbles . "yes . my target , not yours , little brother ." desiré states .
"again, you're acting odd today . . hey , that's the new bakery everyone likes . why not try out some er . . tomorrow ?" the younger mélodis suggests , almost mockingly as he seem to pick up his brother's intentions .
"tomorrow , yes . i will go out on a stroll tomorrow 20 minutes before this exact time ." desiré mumbles . "wow , just you ? you're not even going to let me accompany you or something ? what if you get into trouble ? or —"
"ah- tut- shush . there are certain times i don't need you by my side , noir ."
"okay . ."
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by the next morning , desiré did arrive punctually . 10:15 a.m. noir insisted he would come with him and desiré gave up trying to make the younger stay back in the estate , but alas . it was no use , especially when you have a heavily devoted weapon .
noir was left outside the bakery , he watched as his elder brother entered the bakery , the smell of goods whiffing out of the door while he had to get soaked by sunlight .
"what if he gets poisoned or assassinated there . ." the younger mélodis mumbles to himself, yet it was very obvious his elder brother knows that he was anxious as he stared at him by the window .
d.m. could only let out a smug smile .
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you hear the entrance open while the bell rang , signaling a new customer , as always , you were waiting for your regular order . 2 boxes of doughnuts , 3 pieces of croissants , some cookies and a bunch of cupcakes .
you and truth always had to share one box of doughnuts as your brother always insisted that he "needs" a separate box for himself since he does all the work . well he wasn't lying but, he really is just a big back . you're a hundred percent sure that the cupcakes will be finished in under a day .
inference would slap you for a popeseye .
as you ponder yourself , you hear the sound of footsteps. they were light , and there was also a smell of white musk . it itched your nose , but you tried not to be rude . as you were just about to turn to the customer next to you , you stop .
a long black coat , a red lady ribbon that tied his two toned hair , and a damn cane . you didn't even know this was desiré mélodis himself . he was really good looking . you compose yourself when the baker got back .
and oh . she herself was excited . very . that she forgot about your order .
"mister mélodis, what a blessing to have you in my bakery ! what would you like to have ?" the baker asked him , practically shaking with excitement and love . desiré put his ungloved hand on his chin , a demure expression of thinking . he smiles in a heartbeat .
"ah , do you have any suggestions or any best selling products that i may buy ?" he posed , yet the baker couldn't answer . you tried to ask the baker about your order but the strange man clad in black asked you instead . and you simply answered him with the doughnuts .
you noticed the way his eyes gleamed with something you couldn't fathom . yet . but that way , the baker remembered and rushed to finally put your order in the large paper bag . "mx , we raised our prices today because of the ingredients now being more expensive than lately . ."
she informed you , and you were short on money since you only brought the same amount of pounds from yesterday . "it's 30 pounds now ? i only have 20 though !" you stammered .
"worry not, i'll pay for it ." the earl cut in , fixing his glasses before giving the baker a stack of cash over the counter . "oh ! thanks . . i'll have to pay you soon ." you take the paper bag before fixing your composure . "hm ? pay me ? no need . you're fine ." he chuckles .
you rush out of the bakery , catching a glimpse of him staring at you and a figure looking somewhat similar to desiré waiting outside the bakery .
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it's been several months , and whenever you came to the bakery to get treats for the detective agency , desiré was also there . you two have become . . friends . he was really nice and considering when it comes to you though .
you two also have exchanged letters to know each other's addresses . surprisingly , considering the fact that you two are . . enemies . but he doesn't seem to be aware of that . your brother always stayed in the agency's building and didn't really come home .
a pity .
inference was getting more stressed out lately, you don't know why . . he and truth were writing more notes and doing more investigations than usual . there was also a rise of hints and clues left by their nemesis .
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"brother , why don't we go out today after you eat ? i noticed you seemed very stressed lately and . . maybe a change of scenery can make you relax ." inference looked back to you while he eagerly ate some doughnuts , slouching on his work desk . his mouth was too full of sugar and confections , so he nodded .
you grabbed your coat and headed out with inference , the cold and humid air of london brushed against your cheeks . inference held your hand to keep you close , he's always been this protective over you . you didn't mind it anyway . . now walking past the hampton court , you two got across the tower bridge to cross the thames .
there was a flower bouquet stand near the trafalgar square , which caught inference's interest . your brother told you to go look for something else you might want to buy . and of course , d.m. just had to be there too , buying a big bouquet which is suspiciously full of your favourite flowers . inference didn't notice the earl at first , not until the man in black greeted him .
"ah , inference . . i didn't know you had an eye for flora ?" inference almost screamed when he heard that awfully , annoyingly familiar honey voice of his nemesis , desiré . "and what are YOU doing here , you- you nefarious count ?" d.m. chuckled at the way he was described .
"buying flowers for my muse ! the most perfect person i've ever seen . ." the earl was practically swooning at this point , closing his eyes as if he were dreaming while he imagined your face and the way you would've looked once he gave you the bouquet of your favourite flowers .
inference was not amused . but he was caught a little off guard to finally know that this evil man is genuinely pursuing someone's heart . maybe he wasn't so heartless . . huh . the detective lowered his cap and glared at desiré with disbelief .
suddenly , his mood was lifted again when he heard your voice .
"inference ! look ! i got this cute stuffed teddy from a very kind old woman . ! isn't it so soft ?" d.m.'s eyes widened in bewilderment , perplexed , he turned quite sour when he saw you , his muse , with the same guy he loved to ragebait on a timely basis .
inference looked at you sternly then gazed at the stuffed toy , he sighed as he was worried about the price you could've spent for something so small . but he couldn't get mad as you were . . well . happy . "sorry inference , i know this walk was supposed to be about you . ."
"i don't mind it at all ."
just then , you noticed desiré , smiling as he approached you , the same guy that you considered as a close friend . "oh! desiré . . i didn't know you'd be here ." you greeted and he let out an airy laugh , staring cunningly at your brother while he gave you the big bouquet of your favourite flowers . which made you feel flattered .
he knew so much about you . .
you turned to look at your brother , seeing how inference's jaw dropped when he saw his own nemesis interacting so intimately with his sibling . what the hell man ?
"hey ! that's my sibling , what do you think you're doing you cunning son of a-"
d.m. let out a choked gasp . his face was obviously distraught . he dropped to his knees and grasped onto inference's trousers , which annoyed the detective as he tried to pry the earl away from himself .
"hey , mr. inference . . let me date them . i won't annoy you as much after this . i will buy you loads of food monthly ! maybe . i've been pursuing them for months ! i can't lose this . i didn't know !"
you simply stood there awkwardly as you watched the two , holding the stuffed teddy and the flower bouquet while the man that you figured out to be the cause of inference's stress begged him to have a chance with you .
d.m. did everything to win your heart and to have inference's approval . paying your tabs , sending you countless letters , calling you pet names , etc . he is very serious about becoming your suitor ; your lover . but maybe . . just maybe , inference will give him that chance for once .
Woah woah woah your writing is cool, your blog caught my attention, English is not my first language, will you do another part of the actress reader? I thank the one who suggested it
surely ! . . . i am busy right now , though . i got into university and won't be active as much .
Hi, i really love how you wrote my request!! Hehe can i request again? This will be my last don't worry, you can also request back to me!!!
I forgot to add that she isn't permanent and she needs to go back in the country she's originally performing, i wonder what will he do, prevent it or not? Or an alternate ending where she also ended up like how Lady Bella died.
okay , thank you for clarifying ! here's your extra . sorry for the delay ~ i was babysitting my nephew and niece this week and i was panicking because they kept crying .
i hope you had a good day too !
anyway .
short .
your performance ended today , and you have found a moment of quiet with your supposed number one fan . you two were together at the balcony , at least you have some sort of privacy from everyone else . . ?
"ms. l/n , your performance was astounding as always !"
désire greeted you with a cheeky smirk , something that people usually swoon over . that won't work on you , not after what he's done for these past months . being a total creep to you that is . .
you didn't bother to make eye contact with him ; staring out at the thousands of lights ahead of you from up and below .
"it will be for the last time , mr. mélodis ."
you murmured blankly as if you were correcting him . you did not miss how d.m.'s smirk faltered momentarily from your peripheral vision . he shifts his body position , to maintain his composure as he asks ;
"you don't mean you're . . ?"
"i have to go , mr. mélodis . i must return to my country ; as my performances are missed by my people . i was just a pro tem substitute for the late madame bella to showcase my talents ."
you finally look at him . d.m. stood still and silent , his smirk gone from his face as he looked at you , the performer he "liked" , an expression of disappointment ? hurt ? you could not tell .
but you knew he was feeling negative about the news .
he did his best to make everyone go away from you , to have you get his attention .
he spent a fortune on you , those shimmering and shining jewelry and too-expensive clothing .
he wrote a dozen letters a day to you , and you who responded to them made him giddy .
he rented almost all of your performances to only have you perform for him .
and you pushed him away with those words .
"i have to go , mr. mélodis ."
everything he did was a waste , were they not ? he knew that his obsession with you made you uncomfortable around his presence .
too bad .
he doesn't care .
you're going nowhere .
désire lets out a hearty laugh , his gloved hand held his cane by the side, while the other was covering the lower part of his face for dramatics . he smiles at you again , reaching his hand out for yours , and you see his silver ring up close .
"is that so ? let's have one last drink with the others downstairs then , miss . i'm sure everyone will appreciate your last cheers ."
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does red wine always taste this funny ?
maybe you shouldn't have drank one glass in one whole chug .
you're feeling . . rather sleepy . .
really sleepy .
désire is staring at you , concerned ? smirking ?
you felt your head drop to the head rest of your seat .
maybe what you needed was rest from stress , after all .
"what happened to her ?"
"oh , she just has a low alcohol tolerance . . noir . mind taking her to the guest chambers so she can rest ?"
Hello i might be the first to ask, no? Am i bothering you? Ahem. If not so, i would like to ask for a Yandere! D.M x reader? who's a famous Theatre actress from other country yet came in France just to replace Lady Bella after the accident? Who probably captures his eyes? No need to do it, don't worry.
I just really want to read or see other's writing of him other than me. I'm Delusional and i know it, well that's all! Hope you have a great day </3
I'm still taking a break of writing and now will be one of readers.
we will be going with a female reader as it is said to be an actress !
PART II .
short .
poor lady bella donna , that herbaceous plant sure did make her fall graceful . leading to her death . that sickening thud , his gasp ; d.m. was devastated . he had reserved the entire floor for this night , but he almost didn't make it on time so what a waste ! he can't get down this floor, yet .
the woman did not want to see him anyway .
mr . inference had said her death was likely due to suicide after the autopsy as of the drug , well that's a start . d.m. grieved her for a good while , kroto really fucked him up . .
months would pass and he would find out that the golden theater had a new lead actress as a replacement of the dead woman , a popular one at that . this woman was from a neighbouring country , and it just so happens that she is going to hold a performance this saturday night .
he will just . . try one of her performances out , it wouldn't hurt , right ? he bought the tickets , got a private seat , and waited until it was saturday . the client arrived punctually ; sitting down on his place and looked at the stage .
and oh . there was you ; dressed up lavishly beautiful . if he were to compare you to madame bella , her replacement would be the winner .
désire rises from his seat , it was not necessary but fuck the rules , he wants to admire you as closely as he can .
he loved the way you sang , your voice range and control was amazing , the visuals you prepared were perfect . heck , he can't even focus on the performance itself ; he was focused on you . he was beguiled .
d.m. didn't know what happened but just know that you will have him as a very , very regular audience . you have captured his eye . . like how madame bella did . maybe , better than madame bella .
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it's been a while since you've replaced lady bella .
your supposed biggest fan was very skittish . he has been sending you letters . yes , they were regular ; and you . . . unaware , write to him back .
your supposed biggest fan was very skittish . every time you perform , he always makes sure he has reserved the floor , he has you all for himself ; almost as if he did not want anyone's eyes on you but his .
your supposed biggest fan was very skittish . he kept breaking the theater's rules just to openly mess with you or disrupt your performance . flashes everywhere . .
your supposed biggest fan was very skittish . he sends you extravagant gifts and offerings when you never had your address out to the public .
your supposed biggest fan was very skittish . you can always feel his eyes boring deep into your every angle , flirting with you . .
and this will go on . . forever . until you realize .
he has set his opinion about you , you will be his .
