Identity V Oneshots (X Reader, ships etc)

🌫☁️Joseph x Reader☁️🌫

(Unknown occupation, decoder)
(Little bit of angst)(slight swearing warning)

Y/N was known by everyone around the manor, survivors and hunters, as rather cowardly, overthinking, zero confidence and scared of Everything. She wasn't ideal to be teamed up with, although of her fast decoding speed similar to Helena, just slightly slower. She was good with machines and was too scared to have anyone else's life in her hands, it terrified her, not many survivors liked her, she never rescued, all she did was sit at cipher machines unless found. Usually its not the case, usually she's found last, and uses the dungeon once the last person is chaired.

The h/c haired girl entered the seemingly cold waiting room with a soft whimper, she hated these games, a shiver ran up her spine as she entered, the survivor entrance door creaking loudly in the almost silent room.

Her eyes land on the three fellow survivors she'd be working with today, she took a steady breath as she wandered over to the table as she listed off the names of the survivors "Emily, Fiona, Norton" she mumbled to herself with a heavy breath and gulp. She took her seat at the far end beside the kiter, Norton, while they continued their seemingly pointless pre-match conversation.

"I wonder who we'll be against today!" Fiona seemed excited for the match, which was unusual, Emily and Norton seemed to agree, probably hoping it wasn't anyone to annoying, or more then they could handle. Y/N watched the table, unsure of how she could insert herself into the conversation, so she didn't, she admired the flames upon the candles instead, they were much more interesting than talking to people who didn't want to talk to her.

The girl closed her eyes taking a steady breath to calm her nerves that seemed to be ready to burst at any second, the group beside her kept listing off hunter names, and groaning or making an eh sound, showing their emotions towards vs certain hunters, they seemed cheerful and hopeful, 'time to crush that hope', Y/N thought with a sad yet slightly sinister smile.

She listened closely, to anything but the chatter of her teammates, the creaking of the hunter door this time, was heard over all chatting, the room fell dead silent.  Of course, it's always too dark to see who the hunter it is through the misty area, no matter how hard anyone tried, so she didn't move and just kept her eyes closed awaiting access to the map.

The girl felt herself move away from the cold room, now she felt a slight warmth suddenly replace it, warming her body up from what it was. She dreaded that room. She opened her eyes to the cheerful amusement park map, a smile grew wildly over her face.

She quickly attached herself to the cipher machine right in front of her, were in front of that stood a hiding closet/cabinet, she could use if needed, and two staircases rising to a room with a window. This building isn't too bad for kiting if necessary, and fast enough to make it there in times.

The h/c girl scoped out her escape plans before being interrupted by the weird noise of the photo worlds opening within the camera to her right, she shivered softly with a cry, "Joseph.." She mumbled in a panic with a sigh and awkward smile.

She knew that hunter well, he was scary, somehow finding a way to ruin her every dungeon escape if they were vs., In all honesty, she kinda hated him for it, but he was a good hunter.

After about 20 seconds within the photo world, a loud call out was heard around the map, "THE HUNTER IS NEAR ME" yelled the prospector, warning everyone the Photographer was on his tail, as he kited the old man. Having this knowledge the girl sweats "I hope he doesn't bring him here.." She cringed at the thought as her hands cramp through the anxiety.

"These games are gonna be the death of me one day" she laughs softly at herself. The Cipher machine under her hands begun making static noises and the antenna began to rapidly shake, signalling it was almost primed. Excitedly finishing the first machine she speeds her decoding up, eager to finish it off and get the hell out of this building. Maybe she was a little too excited.