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murcuor · 27 days

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♡ 𓂃 mnemosyne ' s dream graphics & dividers .

f2u . credits appreciated . request .

stills & no top divider below cut ! ♡ ₍⸍⸌̣ʷ̣̫⸍̣⸌₎

img limit ... >_> here ' s the no top divider graphic !

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the-manors-writer · 2 years

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isaw that you do canon x canon, so is it alright if i request some martha x vera hcs please? If not, it's okay! Make sure to rest and drink plenty of water <3 have a great day!

thank you for the reminder, detective! do the same for yourself as well. - mod orpheus

request: general martha x vera headcanons pairing: [martha behamfil] coordinator x [vera nair] perfumer warnings: none

martha behamfil vera nair

martha and vera did not get along at first i’m going to be straight [ha] with you

vera thought martha was too reckless, going in for rescues even if tide had been used along with her gun

martha thought vera was too cowardly, rather avoiding danger as much as possible even though she was a kiting survivor

to be fair to vera though the previous one was because she heals so damn slowly it’s better for her to try and kite less if another kiter is there

but they warmed up to each other, especially during a blackjack round

martha kept getting downed by violetta, and vera stayed close by this time as the hunter teleported away

annoyed, the coordinator didn’t even notice that vera was close by

she jumped when she felt the perfumer touch her shoulder and start healing her

“...what are you doing?” “shh. you’re lucky i finished the cipher close by. come on.”

even though neither won that match, martha eventually warmed up to vera, and vice versa

martha isn’t the most ladylike person, though she does take care of herself... enough.

sure she has basic hygiene done but like that’s about it

rarely uses make up

vera looks forward to changing it!

vera loves pampering martha when matches are done. she never does it before a match because she knows her heart can’t take seeing one) her girlfriend’s face injured and two) make up all ruined in one match

martha acts like she hates it, but when vera straddles her waist carefully and apply a light blush to the coordinator’s cheeks, she couldn’t help but melt

coordinator frets over vera a lot, especially whenever she gets hurt in a match

with her slow healing speed, she’s afraid that vera might not be able to be healed in time before the hunter might find her

very worrisome girlfriend

after matches, when it’s not make up time, martha finds home in vera’s arms, taking in the scent of euphoria

vera loves doing little tiny braids in martha’s hair whenever they cuddle

also if you ever point out to vera that she stares at martha’s arms a lot when the coordinator isn’t wearing the jacket, you’ll catch the perfumer flustered and embarrassed

yes, vera likes muscle women [her girlfriend. her girlfriend is muscle women :)]

hee hee women

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rosemaze-reveries · 2 months

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During an interview, the manor guests suddenly get a question about you.

this is def an experimental format!! i got this idea while reading the character letters. in the POV of an unknown interviewer (not reader). reader uses they/them.

🔗⚰️📰🔮❤️‍🩹💉🌪️✂️🍀🩰🔫🪡🤹🧲🦋🐍

Q. Could you describe your relationship with (Y/N)?

🔗 Ada - "Yes, that's my lover. I would say our relationship falls within the typical scope of that sort of thing. Of course, I believe we share something special, but everyone does when they're in love, don't they?" She covers all her bases in one decisive breath, leaving little room for me to comment.

⚰️ Aesop sits perfectly upright, fingers threaded at his knees. His eyes drift to the side and he seems to begin speaking mid-thought. "I had... cautioned myself not to upset their perception of me," he explains. "But they pried, and stayed, regardless of what they found... For that, I'm grateful."

📰 Alice has kept a sharp eye on me the entire time, but it's at this question that she drops the formalities. "I wasn't aware you would be prying into my personal affairs. Where did you learn that name?" Her frankness pins me in place. For some reason, I end up apologizing.

🔮 Eli can't help a sheepish smile from blooming across his face. "Well, truthfully... I don't use this term lightly, but they might be the love of my life." He has been consistently grounded with his responses, so I'm surprised to catch him flustered, however subtle it is. Personally, I'm touched.

❤️‍🩹 Emil considers for a moment. He doesn't meet me in the eye, instead pinning his gaze on nowhere in particular. A faint smile ghosts his lips. After a while, he answers, simply, "Safe."

💉 Emily's hands are folded neatly on her lap. At the mention of that name, her shoulders tense, but she otherwise maintains her composure. "Someone I trust." Her answer is vague and cautious, but acceptable. I'll try to uncover a deeper meaning behind that 'trust'.

🌪️ Ithaqua - "Mine." He is curt and to the point. Yours? I echo, hoping he'll elaborate. His head tilts to the side, and while I can't see the face behind his mask, a sense of dread suddenly overcomes me. I decide not to press further.

✂️ Jack stretches out his hand of blades, flexing each finger in front of him. I can't deny the cold sweat that drips down my spine just by being in his presence. "May I respond with a question of my own?" he says to me. "Suppose a butterfly loses its way, and winds up caught in a spider's web. Wouldn't you agree that the more it writhes and struggles, the more exhilarated the spider becomes?" I don't have the courage to hear out the rest of this analogy.

🍀 Lucky - "I've always been known as a pretty lucky guy, but the luckiest day of my life was when I met them! I remember it was the—" He drags me down a long-winded story about their life together. I get the idea. Eventually I'm forced to cut him off.

🩰 Margaretha twirls a curl of hair, a meek blush dusting her cheeks. "Have you ever been in love before? You're never prepared for the magic of it all. I feel a new rush with them everyday. I know, realistically, all good things come to an end, so I tried to remind myself to expect the worst, but they've proven over and over that... I'll never feel safer than in their arms." After rambling for some time, a look of surprise flashes across her face. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to go off like that. Oh, but I've just never met someone who feels so much like true love before."

🔫 Martha doesn't miss a beat. "Sorry, I don't know anyone by that name." I look down to double-check the name written in her file. Her watchful gaze follows my line of sight. Are you sure? I try. "Must've been some confusion somewhere," she insists. The next day, I realize all my files on her and (Y/N) have gone missing.

🪡 Matthias - "Wh-What?" he starts, but keeps going before I can repeat the question. "Oh, uh, an ally, I guess." Well, I gathered that much. When I press for more details, his head sinks low, fingers grasping at the armrest. "I don't know what they saw in me. Was it out of pity?"

🤹 Mike's eyes light up and he blinds me with a contagious smile. "(Y/N)'s a sneaky one, and I mean it—they've got me under the trickiest spell of all. Guess what happens every time I think about them?" Egged on by his grin, I take the bait. You get lovesick? I guess. Suddenly, he tosses a handful of butterfly glitter in my face. "I get butterflies!" Very funny, I sigh, exasperated with these carnies. Why did he have that on hand in the first place?

🧲 Norton leans back in his chair, scowling. "What's that got to do with anything?" He snaps a couple times in my face, urging me to "stay on topic." It's hard to say if this question struck a nerve, as he's been uncooperative for most of this interview, but my suspicions point me to prod further. After all, it'd have been much easier if he just said he didn't know them.

🦋 Vera's face contorts into a leery, hostile glower. "Why do you ask that?" Before I can say anything to mitigate the rising tension, she catches herself, and her expression softens slightly. "I'm sorry. That's... someone quite dear to me, so your question took me by surprise."

🐍 Yidhra's follower goes pale, clearly unnerved. "She won't answer that," she tells me through shallow breaths. "Th-This isn't my place to say, but I'd advise you not to involve yourself with that person." As if on cue, I get a sensation I can only describe as a hand slowly wrapping around my neck. It disappears when I move to scratch it. Must've been my imagination.

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