#identity v novelist

[nightwonder7]

Help him touch some grass

[kokoroisbleeding]

Luca's remaining braincells can save a whole team (by getting a hunter friendly for the whole match)

This hunter killed my whole team tho </3 (I still lovehhhhh them)

[kyodelika]

nortpheus brain eating maggots in my head 😍

bonus small robbie doodle👇

[mintytealfox]

Maybe there is a reason surv!Norton doesn't have his pickaxe lol

[nikoadmeliora]

Another nortpheus commission!

[maybemewlyn]

Orpheus collage. ✒️🩸

[kips-doodles]

“Oh no! The hunter is nearby! Quick get out of here-! Why are we all running in the same direction?!”

Background was grabbed by the IDV fan wiki! I drew my favorite survivors in my favorite B tier skins!

[barcohot]

I'm not playing the game anymore but I'm still looking forward to the story (plus I really like using this style)

[quoththeowl31]

Lets have some Wibbly Wobbly Timey Wimey fun!

The Young Man:

I thought I was alone in the manor only to find another reading the diaries. He jumped when I cleared my throat and turned, blinding me with the light from his helmet.

The light looked to be far more modern than what is used by today's standards and it easily obscured the man's features.

"What are you doing here?" Was all I could ask.

"I could ask you the same!" His accent wasn't from around here. There was a drawl to it. American? From what I could tell he was young with dark hair and he was ready for a fight given his body language. I have to de-escalate.

"Look I'm just here investigating a missing girl. I'm a private detective."

"Missing girl eh? I've heard rumors this place swallows people up like a hungry beast. Still how do I know you're not pullin' my leg? You ain't some squatter, right?"

My turn...

"Well what about you? What exactly are you doing here? You look like you're here to loot what valuables are left here."

"I don't take kindly to that type of accusation, Detective. If you must know, I'm an Archeologist and here for my own kind of investigation."

Archeologist?

"What could an Archeologist possibly be investigating in an old manor?"

He huffed.

"A lot of people say that this manor is cursed. I'm not necessarily one to believe in supernatural curses; usually when a place is said to be cursed, it's a warning about what natural dangers are encountered there; venomous reptiles or insects, hazardous environments or just a way to scare looters off. But here...there might be something to that."

He pulls something out of his pocket; a photograph of a strange symbol etched into the wall of a room.

"See here? Before the basement was turned into...that...it used to be a darkroom for developing photographs. The Manor's owner at the time of this was a man named Joseph Desaulniers and from what I understand, he was obsessed with capturing souls in photographs and dabbled in occult means to do so. There were symbols like these etched into the walls of the basement and in various locations around the manor grounds."

These symbols...they were familiar but I couldn't place them to any known ancient civilization. I hand back the photos to the Archeologist.

"These symbols...where are they from?"

"From what I've discovered they're from a time before the Romans but there's so little left I've been tracking what little leads I could find about them..." The pause is palpable, I feel as though the sense of dread about the manor has only grown stronger.

"Remember how I said this manor is like a hungry beast? I've managed to decode some of the symbols. They point to a ritual that grants good fortune to those who invoke it. The thing is a constant stream of fresh blood is needed..."

"Fresh blood...you mean like..."

"Yeah...sacrifice."

[jacklyneu]

Identity V Fancomic : CopyCat Mode

第五人格 同人漫画: 模仿者模式

[orpheusluvr]

Stress Reliever (Orpheus x Female Reader)

NSFW WARNING

Being a novelist isn’t easy, and the stress has been consuming Orpheus lately as he is struggling to find something to write about. But luckily, he has his perfect wife to help him cope.

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“Hm…no…that’s too much of a cliche…ah, dammit!” Orpheus dropped the quill, the ink splattering over the page.

He lifted his head and looked up, closing his eyes. Allowing himself to calm down. Focus on his thoughts.

Why couldn’t he write anything good anymore? What was he lacking? Could it be the fact that he was overworking himself?

You walked over to Orpheus and stood behind him, lowering yourself to kiss his forehead.

“Everything alright?” You said, as you noticed the ink on the page.

Orpheus held your hands and kissed them.

“I think I’m going to take a break from writing. My mind hasn’t been able to come up with anything new lately.” He said.

“You really are working hard. You certainly need a break.” You said.

Orpheus gave a sigh.

“It’s quite hard to give up on something you’re so passionate about. But I have no choice.” He said.

You noticed a glint of defeat in his eyes, and you felt extremely bad. You wanted to distract him, and you came up with the perfect idea.

You walked to the other side and sat on his lap.

“Darling, what are you-”

Orpheus stopped after he watched you as you lifted your dress off, revealing the black lingerie you were wearing all this time.

His breathing hitched as he stared at your body from top to bottom, unable to resist himself from noticing every detail of your perfect figure. He adjusted his monocle.

“You look ravishing.” He said, with a smile.

You slowly grind against him, making him groan in response.

“Touch me, baby.” You whispered in his ear. Your soft voice gave him goosebumps, and your simple request alone awakened something in him.

Orpheus unhooked your bra and removed it, marvelling at the view of your voluptuous breasts in front of his face.

“I don’t know why, but for some reason I feel like they’ve gotten bigger. Not that I’d complain, though.” He said, smothering his hands all over your chest.

He paused.

“Or perhaps I never gave them this much attention and was too busy focusing on filling you up instead.” He said while his eyes stared deeply into yours. He moved his head forward, allowing his lips to meet your nipple and sucked on it, sending you waves of pleasure and filling up the room with echoes of your whimpering and moans.

“O-Orpheus…baby…” you grabbed onto his hair while you felt yourself getting wetter and wetter.

Orpheus released himself from your nipple.

“Darling.” He looked at you, his hands moving lower and stopping next to your hips.

He began stroking the folds to your clothed pussy, making your body tremble.

“Let’s skip this step, shall we?” He smirked, pulling your panties down. He removed his belt and pulled his pants down underneath you, freeing his hard cock. He grabbed onto your waist, slowly positioning you over it.

“Sit on it. Ride me like a good girl.” Orpheus said.

You slowly sank down, feeling his length fill up your walls. Orpheus bucked his hips upwards, completely filling you up. Your eyes began to tear up from the sudden sensation and you let out a loud moan.

You began moving up and down, your breasts bouncing with each movement.

“Ngh…that’s it…keep going…” Orpheus groaned, sliding his hands up and down your waist. You wrapped your arms around him, allowing yourself to move faster on him.

You were both a heated mess, your bodies glued together and not wanting to let go of each other’s embrace at all. You were running out of energy, also close to your orgasm. Orpheus was also close to releasing.

“Ngh…darling…I’m gonna…” Orpheus said, pushing you off him. But you quickly forced yourself back on, hugging him tightly. You both released your sweet fluids, and they dripped down the sides of your thighs.

“You can get off now.” Orpheus laughed.

You shook your head.

“I want to stay like this for a bit longer.” You said, while his cock was still inside you.

Orpheus smiled.

“Very well. Do as you please.” He said, wrapping his arms around you.

You both fell asleep in that exact position.

Orpheus eventually woke up after an hour or so, still feeling your walls tightly hugging his cock. The same way you were tightly hugging him himself.

He looked at you and smiled.

“Now I know exactly what I should write about.” He said.

And so, the popular Novelist decided to publish a new book shortly after.

It was dedicated entirely to his beloved wife.

In other words, he wrote a book about you.

[nightwonder7]

He should've taken an allergy shot earlier smh

[novaspurgatory]

Happy pride month uhmm I had a silly idea and thought it would be funnyyyy and sillyyyyy and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and and a

[orphmelly-enthusiast]

That one scene from persona 5 but in Identity V

created by @NotSilkMilk on twitter

[mintytealfox]

Bro let his intrusive thoughts win //again lol

[nikoadmeliora]

Get his twink ass