Claudedesaulniers Stories

Years after the death of his beloved mother, a nobleman with the smile of an angel crosses the threshold of the orphanage in his small village to get him out of this hell. The sleepless nights of trying to keep warm with matches were buried deep in the past as a new path was laid before him towards a brighter future. ! Not a ship fic, or at least not for now and def not with Joseph

just a one shot of how the events of joseph losing his twin went. it's very short so keep that in mind.

An IdentityV au where Joseph, the oldest brother, dies instead of Claude, the youngest brother. On the last day of winter, the birth of two, the death of one, the winter of life, and the snow of death. Wrapped in layers of cloth, Joseph Desaulnier's lifeless body lay there. The shroud now concealed his once-luminous visage, which radiated light into the other's world. The youngest twin brother of the two, Claude Desaulniers, wept and mourned for him; the words that crushed his spirit lingered in his memory even now. The words he could not forget that rang unto his ears every day... "I promise.." 'Oh, dear brother...You promised me...You promised that you want to see the world with me... So why....why did it have to be you..?'

Identity v fanfiction. JosCarl. JackNaib, HasEli and other ships that are only mentioned or implied. Claude Desaulnier comes back as a ghost and starts haunting his brother. He is also pretty sure that at least two of his bro's fellow hunters can see him but they choose to ignore him, so he starts bothering them too. (How dare they ignore him!) He might also terrorize the survivors a little if they are rude to his baby bro. (Who is a whole second older than him, but it doesn't matter) Oh. And he befriends a certain embalmer who is one of the few people in the manor who can see him. And he might be slightly shipping him with his brother.

Joseph Desaulniers stepped out of the eerie fog that clung to the air in the manor's courtyard. He had just finished a challenging match in the game of life and death that was Identity V. Exhausted but victorious, he looked around for a quiet place to catch his breath. As he strolled through the courtyard, he heard the gentle sound of a piano playing in the distance. The melancholic notes seemed to beckon him toward the manor's lush garden. Following the music, he soon found himself in a serene and beautiful space, where vibrant flowers adorned the landscape, and the melodious tunes seemed to dance in harmony with nature. To his surprise, sitting on a bench near the fountain, playing the piano with unmatched grace, was none other than Claude Desaulniers - a relative he hadn't seen in years. Claude looked up and noticed Joseph, his face breaking into a warm smile. "Joseph, my dear brother! I never expected to see you here," Claude exclaimed, rising from the piano bench and approaching Joseph with open arms.