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nightwonder7 · 1 month

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"How is your head as dense as your body?" Duo hunter shenanigans.

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kokoroisbleeding · 1 year

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I love Merc mains

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nikoadmeliora · 10 days

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I guess you caught me Mr.Collector 😇

Erm…

#my art #idv #identity v mercenary #identity v composer #identity v naib #identity v frederick #identity v fanart #idv naib #idv frederick #frederick kreiburg #naib subedar #frednaib #naiburg

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 1 month

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His Hope

Rated Explicit | Warning: dubcon-ish, manipulation

He is the essence of fear. A being created from the fear within the Madame Butterfly, her rage and fear creating this Man in Red, a thing opposite of you. Blue, a calm and gentle creature like she was. Maybe he hates you for it? Envy? But all you can see is the way he cares for you as if your wings are brittle and your body too fragile for the slightly upset in gentle winds.

Yet, he is cruel to you. Having you dress in slips or robes thin enough to see through the patterns on the silk to see your beautiful skin. The Madame Butterfly took special care when creating you, the Man in Red was not given that care yet he has a haunting beauty about him.

The vines of his magic, treelike tendrils bind and hold your arms up above your head. You are sitting on the marble slab on this display with your back to the audience, none raising their heads, your blue wings flutter as you are anxious. Fearful.

“(Name).” His hand guides you to stop looking behind you to focus on him, “My little light within my darkest nights.” His eye on yours reflects his stern face, “Shh, they only are here to bask in your power.”

You gasp, back arching, head tossed back; his hand between your legs. You know arousal, the blessing it gives to spread joy, he uses that to unleash your gifted magic.

And tarnishes it with his own.

Your body knows him well, reacts to him like a long-lost lover. the Madame Butterfly once told you fear can never exist without hope. You are hope and he is fear, both interlinked and bound to each other.

“I shall never tire of this face or the way you express desire so well.” Your wings flutter as he speaks, his small wing butterflies flying around as sparkles of blue appear from your wings. “Yes, just like that.”

You stopped resisting long ago, he chipped his way into your mind before bonding you to him. Easy enough given you are the opposite and his match. If only the Madame Butterfly gave you to him sooner he would have had to be so cruel with you.

But in the end here you are fighting to not cum, fearful that once your power peaks and you cum causing that burst of magic within you to come out via the butterfly effect, he will twist it and use hope against humans.

“No, no!” Panicked, you fight.

“Shh, cum. Cum and share your joy with others.”

Using you, you can cry about it or starve yourself in protest but in the end, he breaks you. Fear does that, though your hope has lit a small spark within his heart.

He keeps that to himself, that little spark will remain there so long as it does not consume him or this paradise.

“Ah!” The wave of blue, the expansion of your wings before the room surrounded by blue and white miniature butterflies, “Ahh.” It takes a lot of you. Your body for a second glowing before the power fades and you feel numb, used, yet you feel his touch gently assisting you to fall gracefully from your high into his arms.

The vines release you and he immediately holds your weakened form close to him, you stare at him as the world around you is a distant memory.

All that you see is his face, a gentle smile you know is not truly kind— Only you give kind smiles.

You close your eyes, you are completely helpless to him as he picks you up as the mortals bask in the high of hope.

He will return you to your room, your cage, likely to take you properly. A taste of you is never enough for the Man in Red. You are his feast, one he indulges in like wine, too often but in moderation when necessary.

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kirivon · 2 months

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Baby Baby

#my art #digital art #artists on tumblr #identity v #idv #naib subedar #eli clark #norton campbell #aesop carl #identity v mercenary #identity v prospector #identity v seer #identity v embalmer

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quoththeowl31 · 19 days

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I used to have a coworker who had such fabulous looking hair and admittedly I was a little bit jealous.

#art #fanart #identity v #identity v fanart #idv naib subedar #naib subedar #identity v alice deross #identity v journalist #identity v mercenary #alice deross

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0-pop-art · 10 months

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I think they don’t know play the game.

#identity #my art #identity v #identity v naib #identity v martha #identity v emma #identity v luca #identity v gardener #identity v emma woods #identity v coordinator #identity v mercenary #T&I #identity v prisoner

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dihdidhish · 2 months

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adding to a collection of ronference stuff i posted before (this pairing has me in chokehold)

digital & traditional sketches i make to indulge myself

and lil sketches of mr mole and ronny cuz i love them!

also, if you like my art and would like to commission me please feel free to dm

#pls commission me #idv #idv norton #identity v #idv prospector #norton campbell #art #naib subedar #idv naib #idv mercenary #idv fanart #nortnaib #identity v norton #identity v prospector #identity v naib #identity v mercenary

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sirenjose · 17 days

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Thoughts on The Voyage of Oceanus 2nd Trailer

So Frederick is using toxins on people (causing them to see “visions” aka hallucinations), implying he is indeed the one causing the events on the ship (essentially the “antagonist” to a degree). And the toxins he’s likely using are the jellyfish toxins too.

He knows who Mr. Inference is, meaning he was likely the “client” (the supposed last survivor of the voyage from 25 years ago) who asked Inference to be here. (I still think it’s possible the 1 to give Infy the disguise is someone else.)

Considering we can now confirm DM is involved (again), I still wonder if he was the 1 to give Inference the fake identity/disguise. If he’s working with Frederick, DM would be aware of what Frederick was doing and what roles would be needed. And I still think he might do it just to laugh at making Inference play dress up, especially in a style Inference doesn’t like.

That still leaves the issue of what Frederick’s goal is from infecting people with the toxins. He’s noting what visions people see, so it could be another drug experiment and he’s working to improve it (if he did something to the jellyfish toxins to make them more effective). That or maybe improving the toxins could be important if it’s being used as an ingredient for another drug (any of the ones DM or Ulliel has been developing, or a different one/his own)? There were my thoughts that it could somehow involve whatever happened with Frederick’s father, his own research, and/or whatever previously happened on the ship 25 years ago.

Potentially to recreate or even manage to do better than what he accomplished to prove he is skilled compared to what we heard about no one “directly” in writing his father’s knowledge/skill and such.

Either way, seems I’ve gotten a good bit of my predictions correct so far just based on the trailer ;)

(The Voyage of Oceanus Predictions)

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tomochisblog · 4 months

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But it feels so nice when everyone is injured during my rank as photographer...

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lymo-lomy · 14 days

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I am actually happy how I did the face of Alva.

I drew this thinking like a family of cat and the other dog. Both are tired, fathers.

I have some drawings of ideas for this, so I might later put them here.

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nightwonder7 · 11 months

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Chewed up and spat out

#identity v #idv #identity v fanart #identity v doctor #idv doctor #emily dyer #identity v mercenary #idv mercenary #naib subedar #comic #night's art

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jarofchaos · 4 months

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[October 6, 2021]

Um, so. May I offer you some MargNaib in those trying times? Yeah? Ok. /THROWS THIS AT YOUR FACE

P. s. I don't support Jarley as a couple but this specific scene gave me sm Margie and Naib vibes that I couldn't resist <3

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nikoadmeliora · 14 days

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He’s feeling it

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athanasius-symposium-of-writings · 3 months

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More Vampire au but with Naib (yes you getting your man but it not on Matty's birthday BONK BONK lol)

Ngl i like the idea of reader overworks and naib has a sweet tooth (i love lemon cake and lemon pie buy me kofi so i can buy cake)

You are quiet as he gazes for an instant before he takes your hand and guides it, placing it on a scar on his torso, a small gash between his rib that ends towards the center of his stomach. Like you, he was a soldier, and like you, his body tells a story of another life that has left plenty of scars both visible and invisible. He shares them with you just as he shares his body with you. Intimacy is not the same as having sex, sex is sex that can lack care; intimacy is different for him. It requires care, it requires time, and it requires his mind to be present in the moment.

“Tell me.” You say.

He tells you the story of the first scar.

Your hand is moved to another scar, this time in the center a few circular scars that look like bullet wounds.

“Tell me.” You say again.

The stories he shares with you are in great detail, and those scars are fading as time goes on, Naib Subedar remembers them as if they are fresh.

This goes on for an hour or so before he kisses you. A sweet one that lingers both in sensation and the taste of him on your tongue. Lemon, he must have had the lemon cake you made him before this, that makes you smile. Naib Subedar is a bit of a romantic when it comes to these things, kissing you to the point of leaving you dizzy, his hands on your face keeping you in place. Your hands on his waist, gripping his toned body from years of mercenary work and now years of him keeping his body in shape.

Old habits, he always remains sharp.

When leads you to his bed, you sit on his lap facing him, your tailcoat and dress shirt taken off with care and kisses on your shoulder and neck. He worships you first, giving thanks as always before taking.

You appreciate that, it is sweet of him.

His bite is quick, like an effective stab, he finds his spot on your neck and quickly bites down so you do not experience the pain too much. He would rather you feel good than be hurt.

Even if you can heal from any harm, no one wants to see you hurt.

You keep yourself steady by holding his biceps, his arms wrapping around your waist as he feeds from you. Naib Subedar only takes enough to satisfy his hunger, the rest he drinks bloodwine or eats the specially made meats.

He is efficient when it comes to his needs, any of them.

“Naib Subedar.” Saying his full rank as he finishes and cleans his mess.

“Yeah?” His body is warm now, usually, he is given his ingestion of blood regularly thus keeping him at a minimum lukewarm rather than cold, “Willing to give more?”

“Slowly.”

“Alright, don't push yourself.” The mercenary carefully turned and laid you down on the bed, “Let me do the work.”

“I can—”

“Let me spoil you for a bit.” You do a lot for those in the Desaulnier manor, more than you think or care to admit. Joseph tries, at times with no grace, to tell you to step back but you always take on the work of twelve or more people. You saved most of the vampires here and assisted in providing a haven for those who were lost in the darkness. The hunter becoming a shepherd, Naib Subedar respected you for finding your path.

“If you must insist.” Chuckling as your pants are taken off after your shoes and socks. “Did you like the lemon cake?”

“I did.” Kissing your knee, “You've gotten better at making it, thank you.” Because he knows that is for him. You always go up and beyond yourself to provide for everyone creature comforts in the manor; everyone sees it and everyone knows you are too stubborn to be stopped.

You lay there being adored, he knows what you like by now and how to have you gripping the sheets in minutes. To say his rank over and over, to have your back arching, body writhing, and your heart racing.

Just as you spoil him, he spoils you tenfold plus interest. If Norton was here with him, that would be the extra interest with the bonus of having either of watching you being fucked by the other.

You are rather a sight to see and the other is very handsome while keeping up with you.

“Naib Subedar, I swear you are too good at this!”

“Learned from the best.”

“Me or Norton?”

He does not verbally answer you but the cheeky smile he gives you from between your legs is telling enough.

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g004 · 5 months

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*put em in my pocket*

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