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🐰 Two Lonely Hearts ⎮ Joseph x Survivor! Reader

(Edited 10 April, 2021)

"Take a photo and I can have its most beautiful disposition" -Joseph Desaulniers, Photographer

Summary: Two lonely hearts meet. Can they fill each other's void?

Ship: Joseph x Reader

Type: Probably fluff

Length: Pretty long, I kinda like to drag things :) -//slapped

AU: /

Skin: /

Words: 3982

TW waring! Mentions of blood and gore.

Here are some keys:
Y/N: Your Name
L/N: Last Name
F/C: Favourite Colour
H/C: Hair Colour
E/C: Eye Colour

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Survivor: Singer

Siren: You have the most beautiful voice in the world. You are able to sing amazing songs, some people call you The Siren. You can sing a melody that is able to control the hunter. It lasts forever unless the hunter is able to break free. While the hunter is under your trance, you may move and ONLY move the hunter around. Be careful though because the hunter will repeatedly fight against you, trying to break free.

Isolation: Living in a world of fame, you have learnt not to trust anyone, for they just try to steal everything you have. When you decode with another survivor, decoding speed is slowed down for 10%. The effect can multiply to the highest of 30%

Keeping up the apperance: Being a famous singer requires a good body. Maybe people expect you to look pretty and also sound good. So in your spare time, you work out. A lot. Pallet dropping speed and Vaulting speed is both increased by 5%

Good Melodies: Lots of creative melodies pop up in your mind, you are very easily destracted. Every time you fail a callibration, the decode is set back for 30% Every survivor that has been knocked down will slow down your decoding for 5% Your speed for opening the gate is also slowed down for 5%

(Oof I've never really written like this so I hope it is not too weird T^T)

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Y/N's POV:

This is it. 

The infamous manor. 

The manor that has promised me a prize if I won their game. It shouldn't be too hard... Right? 

The manor was located around a rundown area, fierce and cold winds blew against my face, a sharp contrast to my warm, now turning cold, skin. The piercing cold forced me to tug my coat tighter to my body. I had chosen to come here right after my performance at the city hall, so my attire is definitely not very suitable for this kind of weather. 

I approached the wooden door cautiously, carefully studying it, debating whether this was actually the right manor. I noticed symmetrical patterns traced on both doors. Although I didn't know if the patterns meant anything, I couldn't help but admire each curve and line's beauty. Finally, I shakily raised my hand to knock on the giant doors.

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The moment my fist touched the door, it swung open, revealing a dank and dark hallway. A strong gust of musty smell hit my nose. Hard. I scrunched it up, pausing uncertainly. What if this was all a joke? Shaking the doubtful thoughts from myself, I took a step inside, looking from side to side, hoping to at least find somebody else. Suddenly, I heard hushed whispers around me. I froze, listening in on the whispers. They were muddled and quick, I couldn't make out what they were saying but by the tone of the whispers, it sounded like they were judging me, sneering at me, just like the people in the society.