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Hey!!!! Im really sorry for the last call post but anyone who plays idv and wants fanart of their faves, plz plz plz contact me, im collecting for this accessory and i'd really appreciate your help! I'll draw anything except proship and Nsfw, as i am a minor

"Glory lies beneath the tears..."

Based on the reference you see below, i decided to draw Weeping Goddess :)

https://www.instagram.com/p/C_ulbjOOIRZ/?igsh=MWNtaG85emVhM2F4ZQ==

(Hello everyone! This is my first official post here and i hope you like it)

Recently i got inspired by a friend and decided to create a Idv au, specifically one where the Perfumer is a serial killer :)

Tw: death and poison

The Vénéneuse Sisters Au

(Vénéneuse means toxic in French :))

1. Because im self indulgent, in this Au, both Chloe and Vera are alive and working together! While Chloe is the one behind the murders and creating the perfumes, Vera is the one to help with advertisement of the business!

2. Infact, Chloe’s first victim was their parents. After realizing how sick and twisted their favoritism was, the two come up with a plan to take them out- It was simple, spiking their food was much easier then expected. Vera had a solid alibi, simply because while she knew about the murder she made sure to be out the house at the time…and Chloe? No one cared about her, so they simply assumed she was in her shop… Eventually, the people thought it was simply a accident..

3. Infact, for the time the two spent in Grasse, that was their tactic. Everyone cared about Vera, and the two sisters learned to use that to their advantage. With everyone paying attention to her, no one ever stopped to ask where was her sister….

4. The way Chloe kills is simple- poison. And she is meticulous and careful about what she chooses-after all, why kill someone in a way you know you may get caught? Her go-to’s are arsenic, cyanide, thallium, polonium-210, ect- those poisons are hard to detect, even today, despite our medical progress (Im not sure when to set this au, either 1899 or 1950)

5. She chooses depending on many factors- one of them being how fast she wants them both- for example enough cyanide can kill a person quickly, but thallium is slow and yet hard to detect.

6. And she is careful- making sure to spike drinks or food unnoticed, the poor victims harldy notice…well. I wouldn’t call them poor. Chloe’s victims are mainly suitors who can’t accept no for a answer, or generally just creeps.

7. Now lets assume the two decide to move away, maybe to spread their business… now, Chloe shows her face and makes it clear that she is Vera’s twin…and yet, somehow that doesn’t stop her. She is still careful about it, but atleast now, people can credit her for it.

8. Vera is also perfect at providing alibies, and sometimes, she is the one to flirt with said victims, and get close to them enough to spike their drinks.

9. While Chloe is the one behind all the murders, she is aware of thr fact that her sister makes work so much easier- which makes her grow even fonder of her.

10. Its not frequent that someone grows suspicious of Chloe- when that happens, she is quick to take them out…that is, if Vera doesn’t do it first.

(im definitely adding more stuff to this because its actually fun, but i hope you like it!)

> Norton Campbell

"A tragic cave-in have occured in the mine. Burrying the miners deep within. The incident has now claimed 13 deaths with only 1 survivor."

I uh did a thing. Tbh I liked the sketches more than the final. But just after messing up inking lol.

Some sketches of IDV’s newest hunter. I think he’s pretty cool.

Something about myself

Hi, I’m a Storyteller lost in the pages of time from Italy :D

I write mostly about mithology but also things like Identity V,Saint Seiya, Genshin impact and all Mò Xiāng Tóng Xiù’s novels are in my interest range, I love Mo dao zu shi the most though lol.

Tell me something about yourself maybe :D

Perhaps known only to "Orpheus," this nightmare of his memory.

My digital art of "Nightmare" from IDV

spam posting all my art here in the off chance twitter really does go down - My idv oc <3

spreading my cat girl mary agenda 🐈

Graffiti

No one understands how vindicated I feel right now. For years, i have been inlove with Murro Morton- I was TEASED I was LAUGHED AT and now after the Hullabaloo circus update I open the chat and FINALLY PEOPLE ARE PAYING ATTENTION TO MURRO!!!!!

Now wheres my Murro X Reader fanfics chop chop (pretty please with a cherry on top🥺)

A friend of mine sent another request for me!

If you have an art request, don’t be afraid to ask me in dm!

The new Hunter in IDV dropped and I'm lowkey scared. Hullabaloo all over again-. She literally has Clerk built into her, game keeper, hermit, feaster [these are all just my opinion and at face value]. SHE CAN JUST FUCKING REMOVE WALLS?!?! ARE YOU okay. Time to pick up Gardner again... Time to learn Professor.... Time to get back into Wildling....time to learn magician.....Idv you're killing me!!!

STOP NERFING MECHANIC!! I'm gonna sob, Tracy

Posting a separate thing bc it's fanart:3

Magnetic rocks?

Electromagnetic staff?

In the same room?

Cannot end well

Heyy,

I'm not dead yet.

[🎨 x 🍀]

lineart by me, awesome colouring by @beach-flamingo

COMPOSER HEADCANON

Warning: Fluff, dependent relationship.

Frederick is quite a sensitive person.

Previously, he was only admired for his handsome face and not for his talent, which affected him in some way.

He wants someone who admires and loves him for who he is, who sees his musical talent and not just sees a handsome face.

He wants you to have a decent life with him.

He will compose music just for you as a token of his love

He will be attentive to you at all times, he wants you to worry about him as much as he does about you.

Before arriving at the mansion he lived in Paris

He'll love to show you Paris once all this game is over…

Most of the relationship would be physical and emotional, they will constantly be clasping their hands, hugging and telling the other that everything will be fine.

In case the two of you have separate games, he will be distressed and worried about you the whole game.

And if you were to be together, he would be able to risk the game in order to save you, he would not forgive himself if they eliminated you.

He wouldn't abandon his lover at all, even if you tell him to run away, what kind of a knight would he be if he didn't save his beloved?

Probably everything ends badly but if everything ends well, he will hug you tightly murmuring that he never wants to leave you.

Frederick really loves you a lot.

What would he do if he lost you?

my my my I can't wait for him I must save for him (I am a terrible saver).

I like idv's recent trend of making pathetic-looking men. Enjoying this guy's vibes

Hunter Keigan x fem s/o who’s a big sofite, a bit of a klutz as well and blushes really easily.

❆CLERK HEADCANONS❆

I apologize for the delay! Sorry I can't give better material, if anyone wants to order please specify what you want. I will leave my master list so you can see my other materials.

This is the shortest thing I've done so far, I'm a bit busy and some keys don't work on my keyboard. srry </3

MENU and MASTERLIST.

Warning: Fluff, neutral gender,

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For Keigan this is cute and annoying at the same time.

She really likes it when you blush.

She will flatter you in any way possible to see your cheeks redden like a couple of strawberries.

Se likes to hold your cheeks when they're red, you're too cute.

The only thing she hates is that this effect can be applied by anyone who flatters you and she doesn't like that.

She would have no problem with you being a little clumsy, but please. Don't be near her when she's working.

You can be as clumsy as you want around her, except during her work hour.

She doesn't want you to trip and spill ink on her papers or worse, hurt yourself.

She will try to be attentive to you at any time so that you do not hurt yourself.

So please. Get away from the dish drawer before you-.

What did I tell you? God, you're a little troublemaker, what will she do with you?

Call of abyss

Warning: religion, violence implicite, murder, platonic relationship, limb amputation, main character death, post-manor.

Since you were little you were always told that there was only one God, that there was no one else but him and that all the other gods that people praised were pagan gods, beings that did not really exist and that they were blasphemy and those who believed in other gods were sinners . It sounded so stupid, people who believed in the existence of other gods.

Wouldn't they think the same of the beliefs of others?

You know why they told you about that, they didn't want you to believe in another god, specifically the supposed goddess who lived in the same town, Grace, the adopted daughter of a family.

From the moment that Grace had arrived in town, the drought had ended, at that time you were not yet born.

You had watched as a group of children chased after a girl, Grace, maybe a year or two older than you. You watched from the legania, as they were sneaking out, with morbid curiosity of how all this would end, you decided to follow them.

You hid behind some trees, analyzing the situation, it seemed that Grace had gotten into a lake, the children who were chasing her were on the shore, telling her things that you were not able to hear from a distance.

You waited a long time, until they left, leaving little Grace alone. You watched a little longer, waiting for her to come out of the water but she just didn't.

"If you don't get out of there, you'll shrivel up like a dried fruit."

Grace turned towards the shrill voice, looked at another child, somewhat younger than her.

She just watched, didn't say anything, just watched the child carefully.

"Can't you talk?" Asked.

She did not answer.

You analyzed what you got to see of his appearance, his wavy hair with a strange color, but not only that was what caught your attention, but also the gills on his neck.

Grace noticed that you were looking at her gills, she quickly hid in the water up to below her nose.

"If you think I came to bother you like them, no, I was just curious to see you."

Her eyes widened, somewhat surprised.

"I heard from my parents that most of the town believes that you are a deity or something. They want me to stay away from you." You looked down at your tiny feet. "It's kind of silly, isn't it?"

You didn't know when, but Grace had come to the edge of the lake, curious as to what you had to say.

You looked her straight in the eye, making her a little nervous.

"Want to be friends?" You extended your hand to her, expecting her to take it.

Grace looked doubtfully at your outstretched hand, it was like that for a long time. Maybe she didn't want friends and she preferred her solitude, you were about to lower her hand when she took it.

You looked at her with a big smile.

Since then, you and Grace would see each other secretly from your parents, you knew what would happen if they discovered you.

At first Grace kept a distance between you and her, she still didn't fully trust you, it was understandable.

You were trying to gain Grace's trust through gifts, things you found around that were interesting to you and so you thought that maybe Grace would be interested in it.

Perhaps a flower, a dead insect or an object that people threw away because it no longer served them.

To Grace, you were someone… weird, and she liked that.

"What do you think Grace of this?" You showed him a butterfly, perched on your ring finger, with slightly torn wings.

Little by little, your relationship with Grace was improving, she already had enough trust in you.

And with that, the years passed, Grace was already bigger and her beauty stood out.

There were still people who saw Grace as a miracle child. And your parents still believed that she was blasphemous.

Everything had gone normally during those years, until that day came…

Unfortunately, all good things had to come to an end.

It started when the drought started once again, I was seeing shortages in fishing again and people only saw one person to blame, Grace.

Everyone turned against her, the people who believed that there was only one God, including your parents, excused that the drought had returned since they had made the true God angry and he had punished them for such an offense and that the only way that this will forgive them was to give him a sacrifice, to the false goddess, Grace.

You put yourself in front of the scared Grace, she had been caught in a fishing net and she couldn't escape they were completely surrounded. It only remained to try to make people see reason, but they did not want to listen.

They called you an accomplice of the false goddess, they decided that God needed not only one sacrifice… but two, the false goddess and her blasphemous companion.

Your parents did not object, they saw with absolute shame how their own descendant had decided to choose to follow the fraud and that you deserved the same punishment as her.

People did not hesitate, they threw you to the ground, they took out a butcher knife with a worn and rusty edge.

"No! No! No! ” you shook desperately, trying to free your limbs, they held tighter. You watched in fear as tears fell along with the cold sweat on your body as the weapon was raised.

"We will start with the blasphemous companion, so that the phony can see what awaits her."

“Grace! ”

The butcher knife hurtled down toward your feet, slamming into the bone, shredding the meat in the process.

A cry of pain escaped your mouth, you jerked faster, just like a fish out of water, trying to jump away.

From the small space that allowed you to see the bodies that supported you, you saw Grace. She cried, seeing how you suffered, without being able to do anything.

"Grace-" Another blow from the knife to your feet made you yell louder. Losing eye contact with Grace.

It went on like this over and over again, until finally your feets were ripped off your legs, following these, they shredded them until they were completely useless.

At some point you stopped feeling pain, you could hardly hear anything and your vision was blurred by tears.

Your suffering was not enough for people, they took your face in their hands forcing you to see how they did the same to Grace.

Everything was so unlucky, why? God, if you exist… Why do you allow this to happen? What fault do we have? Do we not matter to you? You are so cruel…

At some point, they had tied you and Grace to an anchor, you couldn't think what they would do anymore. Why an anchor? What will they do?

The strong impact of the water hitting your body and Grace's awakened your senses one last time, the cold water sent chills throughout your body, your amputated legs left a trail of blood in the water, the contact of your wounds with the water it burned It was extremely irritating, you just wanted it all to be over at once.

You felt the water in your lungs, slowly losing consciousness and the last thing on your mind was Grace, you couldn't see her, only her hair moving in the water.

Your hand trailed towards Grace's hand, trying to intertwine your fingers with hers.

Slowly everything turned black, it was cold, too cold, that annoying beep intensified and you didn't feel anything. Unfortunately you didn't feel how Grace's fingers joined between yours and little by little they began to change…

It was fun while it lasted.

Oooooh boi~~~ I get Galatea's S accesory! Marya+Endgame check looks really cool~

How about a Keigan Nicholas Keogh x fem s/o who’s super shy and affectionate (can be 18+ if you want)

❆Clerk Headcanons❆

Well, writing to Clerk will be difficult because we don't get a lot of information about her, but I can write with the little information we did have, so I'll do my best.

This is going to be more of a hc so sorry if you wanted a one-shot.

Warning: Conspiracy, obsession, f/f, shy!affecionate! reader, twisted justice.

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So how could this be?

Someone like her dating someone like you?

You're too shy to even think about talking to her.

Perhaps what attracted Keigan's attention was your dream for a just world, where people get the justice they deserve and those who do wrong get their punishment.

At the beginning of the relationship, your shyness was completely replaced by your affectionate way of relating to her.

Keigan doesn't care if you're too shy or too affectionate, she loves you for who you are.

You had to keep the relationship a secret, you knew the world couldn't stand to see them together, for people the fact that they were together was so frowned upon.

What both felt was true and pure love, neither your parents or other relatives would have to interfere in your relationship.

Keigan always had that desire to help people get the justice they wanted, his father fulfilled his dream… Through his brother. He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.He wasn't fit to show justice, so she did what she had to do.

Years passed and Keigan's dream came true, justice could be exercised as it should be. You were with her all that time, you were an accomplice in what she did to her brother.

You decided to shut up because you love her more than anything in the world and anything that made her happy also made you happy.

No one ever suspected anything of you and Keigan, no one would suspect Keigan's too shy friend and neither of her herself.

She only needs you and no one else, your shyness and affection completed her more than her justice. She would never let anything happen to you, eventually both of you would be together as it should be.

And it's only over until the fat lady sings.

Woah this was a bit off the original theme srry if this isn't what you wanted.i do my best at this when more is revealed about clerk i will do a rework of this headcanon.

Masterlist. (Under construction)

Identity v

Hunters

Dream Witch.

The Naiad.

Clerk.

Survivors

Composer

List subject to updates and changes.

Mistress Lady

Warning: f/f, non-consensual touching, brainwashing, manipulation, amnesia, innocent reader, mention of rape, mention of blood (light).

She speaks to you with beautiful words, promising you eternal life and the realization of your deepest desires.

You obey her like a servant who obey his master.

How many years pass after you agree to become his sevant? You can't remember. The memories erased from your mind.

She lets you do whatever you want for some reason, that indirectly sets you apart from the other servants.

What draws his attention to you? Was it your innocence? Was it your frail body? Was it your inability to do anything for yourself?

When you try to ask her, she laughs and says:

"You inquire for something that doesn't make sense. How can you not see it? You have eyes and you cannot see, but I have a cloth over my eyes, and I can see everything perfectly."

You can't understand… Or you don't want to understand.

"It's nice... " You murmur. You gently touch the belly of the hedgehog, caressing it skin gently.

"Just a hedgehog, why are you fascinated by that thing? There are different types of animals more exotic than that thing. Of all of them you only want to see this one." She's on your side, wagging her long tail in a bored way, her arms intertwined. Waiting for you done with that one.

The hedgehog trembles in your hand, trying to escape your gentle touch.

"This thing is cute..." Another gentle touch on the belly and the hedgehog calms down. "And it's the one I want to see for now… The reason I want it is because it reminds me of a fly trying to escape from a spider's web, he is the fly and I am the spider but with the difference that I don't just want to eat him I want to love him."

Yidhra just stay there, listening to you, listening to every word you say carefully.

Everything remains in a serene silence, Yidhra lost in his mind, and your mind lost with the gentle caresses of the hedgehog.

"Mistress Lady... " You talk with her. Getting her attentin.

"Yes?" Yidhra shakes her head at you. waiting for your question.

"Can we take care of this?" You show her the hedgehog with an innocent childish smile.

She watches you for a moment, putting her hand on her forehead tired of this situation. "Do not."

Your innocent smile instantly breaks when she says that.

"Why?" You leave the hedgehog, your once happy face now turning into a pout. Tears threatening to pour out of your eyes.

"We don't have time for this, come on." She leaves you alone in an instant.

"I'm sorry, little hedgehog, but… I can't take you with me." You put the hedgehog on the ground, get up and start walking behind Yidhra.

Again… You can't remember what you do next, you just know that you were in a strange place in the middle of a flower bed, feeling the last rays of sun on your face

Your attention moves to the flowers around you and then to your arm, where a painful pulsation is felt. It's hurt.

"Finally you wake up." Yidhra's voice appears in the midle silence.

You jump with your head towards her, Yidhra is very tall compared to you, her posture shows authority and power. And yours only shows fragility and naivety.

"The sun will go down and the night will come out. Isn't beatiful?"

"Yes." Do you remember, the hedgehog. Your attention shifts and Yidhra notices it. And she doesn't like it. "I really love the little hedgehog…" A soft murmur escapes your mouth, but Yidhra hears it.

Hiss

"How that simple animal can be loved by you? You're not supposed to remember it." She shound really angry.

"I really want it, please let me have it. "You ask naively. Pressing on the subject, but she really has enough of this.

"I said... No! I'm telling you for a long time, we're not going to have an animal with us." She hisses "That animal will distract you from your tasks!" She grabs your arm with such force, hurting you. "You'll obey me! I'm your master! You belong to me!

"It hurts." You tears fall down insteanly. "You, you scared me." You try to free out her grab.

"Oh, Honey, you shouldn't have scared of me." Her face changes to a smile, she was enjoy your tears, your fear, your pain. "I just want to protec you. That is bad?" Yidhra cleans your tears with his finger.

Her long, sharp nails wiped away your tears, cutting your cheek in a fine line.

“Ouch.” you instinctively moved away from his hand.

She just smiled, looking at the thin line of blood slowly trickling down your cheek, and slowly releasing your arm.

She was getting excited.

Your fear was interesting.

You leave me no choice.” She took the cloth that covered his eyes with his fingers and lifted it revealing his eyes, while parting his lips in a pointy-toothed smile.

Her bright, deep purple eyes caught your attention, hypnotizing you in the process. Completely forgetting everything around you to only focus on the brilliance of her.

"What are you doing standing up!? Go back to your bed! Can't you see you hurt yourself!?" A concerned woman's voice invaded her mind.

"I just want to play… Like them."

"You can't! And you never will! Please stop hurting yourself!"

The voices differed in tone, the first spoke desperately and uneasily and the second voice spoke nonchalantly exasperating the woman.

"I only care about you… You're the only thing we have."

"You dont need to care about me, im not a child anymore." The young girl looks at her feet.

The woman doesn't care what she say. She forced her to return home.

That young girl... looks like her, but she can't remember who the other woman is or when that happens.

When she recovered, she feels a thick fluids between his hands.

She switches her vision to her hands, discovering that the liquid was blood. Fresh blood, falling down her arms and ending in the flowers below her.

"W-what?" she can't believe what happened, where is that blood from? Or the blood is not hers? If the blood isn't hers, who's?

"Oh, honey. My dear Xia." Yidhra's voice.

"Xia? That isnt my name..." You remember.

She never calls you a name, calling you like Honey all this time, living and thinking Honey was your name. It was only a nickname that she gave you, and you taking it as your real name all this time.

Now that you remember, you never had one, it was just her calling you Honey, but never your real name.

Because right now?

But now the most important thing was the… blood, blood that dripped from your hands.

Sea lo que sea que ella haya hecho, te dolia demaciado el cuerpo, como si hubieses sido golpeada.

The moment she uncovered her eyes, you didn't know anything, just that memory, what had happened? She… forced you to do something you didn't want to?

Had she touched you too?

Certain intimate parts of your body hurt, did she do something to you?

If the blood wasn't his or yours… did that mean maybe you had killed someone?

Impossible

As someone like you could even hurt another person, you are just… someone fragile and weak, too naive and innocent to the point that it could be said that you are just… someone too foolish.

A quick thought ran through your mind, you looked at her quickly, the smile that you thought was affection now just looked… just arrogant…

Weapon.

You quickly searched your surroundings, if you hurt someone… that meant there was a weapon involved.

"Are you looking for this?" Her mocking voice called out to you. You quickly saw her again. "This is what you want to see so much?" She showed you the weapon.

You instinctively covered yourself when you saw the weapon fly from his hands, but you were able to calm down when the weapon just landed at your feet.

A pickaxe.

Dirty, rusty and old, fresh blood running down the tip.

You brought your legs closer to your chest, curling up on the ground, had you really done something like that? How? How!?

You felt the scaly texture imprisoning you, Yidhra's claws ran over your belly, rising slowly, brushing your breasts, collarbone, shoulders until reaching your face. Where she held you by the cheeks while she laughed.

"What's wrong my little Xia? Is there something you don't like?" She laughed.

"L-likes me? What's wrong with you!?" You tried to push her away but her grip was stronger.

His smile faded.

"Do you not like what I do for you?" She pressed harder on your cheeks. "Isn't that enough? Do you want more? Can I give you more"

You felt the burning of the wound on your cheek.

"W-what are you talking about? Of course I don't like this!" you shook yourself "What have you been doing to me all this time?" You grab her hands with the intention of moving them away from your face but she is stronger.

She was silent for a while, then laughed.

"What did I do to you?" She scoffed. "The real question here is. What have I not done to you yet?"

His hands came down once more, touching your chest affectionately, thick tears welling up on your terrified face.

"I've been too good to you this time and always rewarded you, isn't it time to take my reward too?"

Your clothes slowly parted from your body, you squeck in fright.

"Obey me like a good servant."

I will be gentle.

I hate anatomy I hate full body I hate drawing legs I hate Idv I am putting myself through hell

"Who do you know, boy?" "Me—a hell of a lot of myself." "Isn't that enough?"

can i lovingly request matthias with an s/o who loves to absolutely throttle louis? like, if they're having a lovey dovey moment and they see louis, 100% they're doing a homer choking bart reference to that stupid ahh puppet

that is all, thank you

YES BAHAHA I love slandering this goofy ahh puppet. I, too, want to choke this bitch. Anything for Matthias 🙏

That Fucking Puppet That I Hate! (Matthias x gn!reader)

You kissed him softly and could feel his body heat rise. He gently kissed you back and cutely gripped onto your shirt. You held your kiss for only a few seconds then pulled away. You lovingly stared into his eyes. You could see the love he had for you as your eyes met. You reached over to caress his cheek when you saw something in the corner of your eye. You looked over and realized it was Louis, Matthias’ puppet. That fucking puppet that you hate so damn much!

“Bitch. Fuck off!” You cursed at the puppet. You then launched yourself over towards him with your hands out, ready to choke him. Matthias laid with his eyes wide as he watched you take his puppet by the throat to throttle him. Strings of curses left your mouth as you tackled him to the ground. Matthias hurriedly sat up in shock, watching what was happening between you and Louis.

“Hey-! C-Calm down..” Matthias spoke softly. He gently reached out a hand to your back as an attempt to calm you down. His fingers only barely touched your back before he was startled by your voice.

“No! This puppet needs to FEEL my wrath!” You demanded as you continued to choke this poor (evil) puppet. He couldn’t die, so the only satisfaction you got from this is seeing him being choked. Any suffering to the puppet made you happy.

Matthias sighed and shook his head. Ever since he told you his backstory, you’ve had an attitude towards Louis. Granted, it was for a good reason, but no matter how hard he tried, Matthias couldn’t get rid of Louis. So, he just gave up at some point and learned to deal with him. You, however, took any chance you had to beat the absolute shit out of him.

“Go sit in a pile of shit.” You cursed at Louis before letting him go. You slowly stood up and dusted your hands off before turning to Matthias. “Now that, that’s taken care of~” You exclaimed happily while looking at your lover. Matthias blushed as you faced him. “I can get back to loving you~” You cooed while climbing atop him.

“Geez, you sure have priorities..” Matthias spoke softly.