You ever wanted to get with a lovecraftian snake lady with forty pick axe wielding gremlins?Β I know my friend does Iβm doing this for her.
I now raise you-
Yidhra is not one for love. But thereβs something about one particular servant, you, that makes her want to treat them just a little better than the rest.Β
Youβd carry the most important job of being at her side every second of the day. She often say you best be grateful not many are worthy of being by her side for so longβ¦Β
Sheβll coo and caress your hair if youβre on your best behaviorβ¦ but she counts the seconds to your next slip up. She canβt wait to punish you thoroughly.Β
The time spent together makes her restless at the thought of losing her favorite servant. Sheβs tossed many aside before over menial things but not you. Never you. May the gods have mercy on anyone that tries to tear you from her vice grip. Yidhra doesnβt lose easyβ¦
You would be graced with seeing her face without her blindfoldβ¦ but be carefulβ¦ stare too deeply and youβll have sealed your fate. Youβll be hers forever.Β
The day she gifts you with a kiss is terrifying. Sheβs made a point not to get attached to toys. But youβre just so obedient, so good to her, so attentiveβ¦ youβre much more than the run of the mill servant. You will be her beloved pet. Perhaps if sheβs feeling loving enoughβ¦ she may call you her cute little kitten.Β
Notes: Dream witch is definitely my favorite character in Idv. Well, have a good read.
Yandere! Yidhra
Yidhra can be worse in every way when she falls in love with you, she is everywhere at the same time, so she knows what you are doing every minute.
Yidhra can be considered an omnipresent being, which means she is everywhere at once, being able to split into parts that contain consciousness of their own. Which is very bad for you and wonderful for her.
Dream witch is not a good witch, no, she is far from it, she is very bad when she wants to, feeding on her despair and sadness.
Yidhra does not initially appear in your dream with her current appearance, no, she will disturb you until you are sure you are no longer alone.
Even though she always keeps an eye on you, she still leaves her servants to take care of you. As if she wants to see what will happen.
Yidhra doesn't even have to kidnap you, you're already isolating yourself, becoming more paranoid, feeling like you're being watched all the time, quickly getting stuck in a state of fear, afraid that she'll try to kill you or kill everyone you love.
Even though on most of her dates she never shows up physically, she incredibly enjoys showing affection, however incredible or strange it may seem.
Their punishments are more cruel and painful. She will make you bitterly regret what you did, making you apologize to her while crying, promising you will never do it again and that you regret it, which makes her ego grow even more.
She can only laugh at you crying, she knows you won't do it anymore even if you wanted to.
She is cruel, even to you, and that will never change.
The thing she likes is biting you in your dreams, biting hard on your collarbone and waist, making sure it turns purple. Just for you to stare at her in despair, unable to move.
You won't even remember what happened in the dream, you can only notice that you woke up with a lot of pain in your collarbone and waist, and that there are dark teeth marks, on your collarbone and waist.
Warnings : gn!reader(but depending on the person beware of mpreg), Noncon, somnophilia, Sadism, Isolation, violence/gore, stalking, somewhat graphic depictions of bone breaking, limb removal and body modification, and last but not least, my horrible phrasing
These are not fully based on canon and completely off my interpretation
What are they generally like? Lucid, aware? Obsessive? How do they behave?
-Every hunter picks their favorites. Yidhra being no exception, in fact, favoring a specific survivor was always apart of her pass time. The raw emotions and human nature of survivors is what makes hunting so enticing and joyful for her. She's in acceptance with her own emotions, she knows and is fully aware that this specific interest is more than just curiosity. It starts painfully slow, only things someone specifically intelligent with the ability to catch onto to things fast would notice. The way she starts to specifically target you, making sure you're always leeched before anyone else. It doesn't matter how well the match goes either, Yidhra makes sure that you at least go down by HER means. At first you'll think you've done something to warrant this kind of behavior, cursing at whatever God's have subjected you to this (ironically).
-To Yidhra it starts as something fun, feeling as if you'll just turn out like any other toy of hers, a complete ploy to distract herself from her true feelings. Yidhra develops this intrigue with her darling through watching them in their free time, the way they interact with people and going about their daily life within the manor- which somewhat confused her, there's only so much you can do here, why DOES she find it this entertaining? Soon enough she secretly keeps tabs on you whenever given the chance, this includes, and especially applies to matches. Don't get ahead of yourself thinking this means she tries to protect you either as Yidhra strives to see the expressions you make in tough situations or even more the ones you make while in pain.
-But sometimes she doesn't just wanna see you. Just once could you look at her in acceptance of your fate? The future is inevitable, you'll be entranced by her soon enough and she'll have you to herself. Thoughts completely clouded with her and her alone.
How likely are they to kidnap their darling? How quickly will they do so?
-kidnapping is a difficult feat for most among both the hunters AND survivors as long as you reside in the manor. Yidhra is one of the few to have the privilege of easily removing her darling from the manor yet she chooses not to. Keeping you locked to the manor is simply just more fun. Early on it's nice to watch you think that you have the saving grace of peace away from her while not being matched. It also adds onto a humiliation factor knowing that she can mess with you specifically while you're often crowded in with other people.
-of course the main reason for keeping you in the manor is to more easily keep tabs on you. Both of you have your own goals for being there which is set in Stone, Yidhra of course having a bit more leeway. You wouldn't be able to easily give up what you came there for which Yidhra takes heavy advantage of. If anything you're restraining your own self, which in actuality may be better than staying with her outside of the manor.
-in a last case scenario Yidhra can simply just lock you away within a separate plane of time. You're chances of escaping and ultimately having any sort of space to yourself drop to zero, and soon will your mental state. It's true isolation that eats at you and numbs your tolerance to your captors advances.
How difficult is it to escape from them? How do they keep you restrained? How do they deal with attempted escape?
-as mentioned in the last section, there really isn't anything to traditionally escape from. Either because you're bound to the manor or quite literally bound to her. And by all means you can certainly just try leaving the Oletus Manor but even that comes with its own complications- and given a scenario where you are allowed to leave, you'd still have a whole separate plane of existence with your name on it waiting for you once you're out ;)
-Thus there aren't necessarily "escape attempts" because at any time where you're given that opportunity is most likely a ply from Yidhra herself in attempt to mess with you, which she does unfortunately, do often. These "attempts" are signs that you haven't learned your place yet, which she'll be glad to remind you of. She loves to make empty threats about ripping off your limbs one by one for every attempt early on, the tear stricken facial expression that forms upon you let's her know she got the message across.
-If it becomes too repetitive however..she 100% is not hesitant to modify your body. It's one of her specialties after all, being able to shape you however she wants. The way she does it depends entirely on her mood and the offense during that day. A long drawn out process of having your calfs completely separated from your thighs, nothing given to numb the pain either. It'll be a grueling experience, especially for the first time it happens. It doesn't help knowing that she can bring back said limbs and then repeat the same process whenever she'd like. This would become tenfold if you're locked in that separate plane, since ultimately having the ability to walk,grab interact is useless!- In her "eyes" at least, but luckily for you it would also mean there's a less of a chance for it to happen, in which even if it does at least it's only once.
-it's also sometimes funny to turn you into a tiny little pesk for awhile, maybe something like a guinea pig or hamster, y'know the house pets that seem to die oddly fast and for the smallest reasons.
How easy are they to trick, deceive, or manipulate?
-debated even leaving this in here because of how obvious the answer is..Yidhra has a Playful spirit but she isn't stupid. Being that type of higher entity leads her to playing along with your attempted tricks, treating it as a game. It's foolish of you to even try at deceiving her but at least entertain her while you do it, she'll make sure your punishment is lighter if you give her a good laugh!
How do they deal with rivals, or perceived rivals? Will they get rid of them? Will they kill them themselves, or find another way?
-as somewhat mentioned earlier, there are still rules within the manor that hunters must follow themselves, meaning Yidhra would be putting herself in deep water if she actually attempted to take out another survivor she deemed a "rival". However this doesn't mean she can't make them suffer in other ways! You know you've messed up when THE Dream witch has it out you. The treatment starts out light, simple little warnings left in a spew to scare the person off. The feeling of being watched, hearing voices that leave them completely unnerved and the sorts. It's only until they don't get the message of backing off is when she fully targets them. Leaving them as the last survivor whenever the two are matched and dragging out their beaten time before she actually chairs them- no let's them "bleed out". It's not as torturous as she prefers but it'll get the message across!!
-Among the other hunters however there's a mutual ground, yet again every hunter picks their favorites, I feel weaker hunters would back off as soon as they see Yidhra's infatuation with you. It's not as if the hunters are violent towards eachother but disputes still happen. It's best to not get in bad waters with Ms.Dream Witch. Under very rare circumstances I could see her coming to an alliance with a more powerful hunter, someone who actually stands to her level, maybe someone like Hastur. It's less likely to happen but it's not as if she's completely against it.
-outside the manor is free game, there's nothing to stop her now. You can bet any man that even somewhat comes close will soon find the new fitting life of a dirty little rodent, ones perfect for being lab rats. Yidhra cannot reveal herself majority of the time which has both its pros and cons. Being able to keep her eyes on you and those that interact all the while neither of you will know of her presence. Maybe she'll send in a shrunken little warning to remind you of how these encounters usually end, giving you only a few minutes on the decision to spare the person's life. Yidhra is cruel to those who have crossed her imaginary line, the process and torture always drawn out significantly, a tiny present of whatever remains is always sent to you from a follower after the act.
How easy is it to make them mad? What does their anger look like?
-It just doesn't happen. It's not necessarily a you thing either, she doesn't give into the temptation of human emotions, specifically the ones in attempt to anger her. She's absolutely prone to have her own little jealousy outbursts but nothing made of actual anger. There just isn't justified reason for it to happen(saying that as if anything else she's done is justified).
Do they see you as above them, beneath them, or equal to them?
-In more of a surprising light, it's obvious you're beneath her in every way, shape and form- yet something you'll never hear from her is how she still somewhat holds you to a high regard. The first mortal being to ever enlight her devious feelings of love, it's pathetic on her end to actually have stooped this low. You are her human. And while you may serve to be below her know you'll always be held in high light in her mind regardless of her actions.
How determined are they for you to love them? How hard will they try to make it happen? Or are they content just having you?
-completely content on just having her tabs on you. There's no elongated fight for your affection or gruel punishments for the sole reason of not giving in. It's kinda nice, something that should be considered a privilege. She asks nothing of you but to just be there, serving as her human.
-True love in itself is a difficult topic for Yidhra, something she won't admit but knows she couldn't figure out. To treat as a pet or a lover? Both hold the same connotation to her, negatives and all. Its not to say she doesn't deeply connect to you and feel not whole without your presence, but is it safe to call that love?
Bonus: Is there anything that makes them unique, in comparison to other yanderes?
-separate from normal mortal beings yes, but can be easily grouped in with other entities is how Yidhra doesn't have to struggle with limited or harder to get resources in order to restrain you. She can do so much with just her mind and the snap of her fingertips.
-another thing is how all of her punishments, violent actions and acts of sadism towards her darling are all out of her own un-delusional will. She treats everything as game and will damn well have fun testing the limits of her darling. It all gets too boring considering there's not much you can do to fight her, so she might as well pass her time with you by prying through what makes you tick.
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-Yidhra doesn't start off as a majorly sexual person, this is one of the maybe few actually deep human relationships she's been in. She has no choice but to start off reserved in the manor, little experimentations here and there seeing as how not much can be done in a crowded area. Most of these are in the context of being outside the manor.
How forceful are they? Do they care about your willingness?
-If being insensible during the act is enough for you then early on it isn't that bad, perhaps. Yidhra is only just trying to figure out the inner workings of a human, which itself as mentioned will take awhile to come to in general. Advancing on you in your sleep is like practice, sure she may not be able to see your amazing expressions but it'll help her get the basics of things. One of the main things she does during this time is represent whatevers being done to you in your sleep as a sensual dream, so maybe youβll have a slight chance at being able to depict what comes to you in the future. soon enough, in which I mean a long time later, she'll advance on you while you're conscious enough to understand what's happening- which of course, it's never consensual.
What sort of kinks or fetishes do they have, or would they fill?
-SadoMasochism: starting off on the obvious side. Yidhra gets off heavily to seeing people in pain, you especially. She enjoys leaving physical evidence of her time with you, long striding claw marks that cover the sides of your back, Dark bruised spots along your collarbone and in between your thighs. Which also comes into play with ownership, embarrassing to you but the collars she gets for you just look way too cute y'know? Pathetically crawl to her on your knees and worship her as your one and only and she'll give you mountains of praise. Letting her sharp nails tangle themselves in your hair and massage your scalp, telling you how good you've been for not disobeying her.
-Body modification: of course I'll include her specialty! She can shape your body into whatever she feels like at any given point or time. Breast enlargement?! Sure! A penis?! Why not? Anything is possible. Maybe she'll even hear out your own wants and change what you please, but alas the exception is things that change her own physical body.
-Tail(?) Fucking: We know that Yidhra cannot "fuck" you with her own body, being as there are no normal means of penatration from either of you. It doesn't always have to be insertion, in fact most of the time it isn't. Simply wrapping her long body around you is enough, the definition and feeling of the scales on your bare skin sears. Any type of insertion is minimal, she can't break you that bad after all!
-Voyeurism: this is especially present early on where she'll only watch you. Late at night tuning in to how you indulge yourself, what specifically pleasures you the most and all. Maybe Yidhra will actually dwell into your mind to see what you're thinking about- don't worry she'll keep it a secret!
How do they feel about pregnancy or babies? Do they want them?
-Now, the absolutely amazing thing about Yidhra is how it truly doesn't matter what you are, babies and pregnancy in itself are a possibility for everyone. Someone as powerful as herself being able to modify your body so it may carry the weight of children, or being able to swell your breasts along with it. Even funnier is how Yidhra is to say- somewhat content with children, it wouldn't be as big of deal for her to become a "mother" in a sense. Which isn't me saying she would genuinely want children, but she surprisingly isnt against the idea and it makes one hell of a good threatening punishment!
What kind of (nsfw) punishments would they use?
- How should I put this into words...THE "fuck nugget". Remember how Yidhra likes to threaten removing your limbs? Yeah. It's gorey at first, having both sets of your arms and legs be removed from your body, leaving the rest of your thighs and..appendages(?) to be wrapped. And that's actually as much as the actual punishment goes since everything else is of the average session. And Yidhra in a sense can't exactly "fuck" you in literal terms without modifying her own body, so yay for that I suppose... But it's still fun to watch you squirm in displeasure and yet have no means of escape or any resistance to what happens to you, only being able to bite down the tears and hold back pained grunts from whatever she's having forced inside you. Sometimes she'll even blindfold you to worsen this experience, so now you have actually no idea what's being put inside you or what's happening, sorry!
What body parts of their darling do they like the most?
-Eyes. Such pretty things to her honestly. Down from their color and beauty in the way they shine to how much they impact the way someone can express certain feelings. Yidhra's are so different from humans, from her darling. She'll never get to experience that same beauty, and sometimes even wonders if she had normal ones of her own would they too, show the amount of intrigue she has with you? She loves seeing the way pupils shrink and shake when the human attached is hurt in such a deep way, the way they dart from side to side in fear and question, it's all magnificent to her.
π Emily - Forehead kisses are her favorite. She loves their warmth and intimacy, especially if you cup her face while soothingly rubbing her temples. But while she enjoys your slow kisses, she tends to only give quick, haphazard ones herself.
π« Martha - Often leaves casual kisses on the back of your hand. Itβs a way to give you reassurance when words canβt. In private, your neck is her preferred place β‘ She isnβt fond of muffling your mouth as it detracts all the fun π
πΎ Demi - A sloppy kisser, tugs you close by your collar or your belt loop - whatever is the first within her reach. Likes to swing her arms around you and wind up shoved against a corner somewhere. Not picky at all about where you kiss her!
πͺ Mary - Kisses from her are always a reward. She tilts up your chin with her mirror shard and smirks at you before capturing your lips. On your end, she prefers it when you kiss the back of her hand .. or even the tip of her pointed shoe.
π¦ Michiko - Rather vanilla. Still feels flustered just by staring at your lips for too long. She prefers to take it slow - a simple kiss on the lips is the most she will do for you. But she wouldnβt mind if you took it further, she has always dreamed of those elaborate, lingering sessions with someone <3
π Yidhra - Very demanding with what she expects from you - she picked you out of everyone in the universe, after all. Itβs almost like kissing the universe, or maybe a ghost. She leaves distinct marks all over you so you canβt forget her time with you by the next morning.
Sheβd be delighted about the fact that another one of her followers would be in the manor, and will take advantage of it. If youβre a survivor, sheβll get your to rat out the others, and if youβre a hunter, sheβll boss you around in duo hunters (pretend sheβs allowed). Sheβs going to use the fact you admire her for her benefit, too.
βHello darling. Come, today I shall have a match, and today you shall help me win it. We were so lovely last time that I canβt help but want to work with you again.β
Other than that less than savoury behaviour, sheβll pamper you as she pampers her current follower (whatβs her name again?), by giving you sweets, bothering Hastur to cook for you, doing your hair, etc.
βI brought you some cookies - youβve been working hard. What? Itβs not like gods canβt pamper their followers. Think of it as a bonus, babe.β
Sheβs going to spend some down time with you, but she wonβt do anything about the power imbalance between the two of you, unless you mention it, and unless she really cares about you.
A Baker's Struggles Bloody Queen, Photographer, Wu Chang, Geisha, Axe Boy, "Disciple", "Hermit", Naiad, and Feaster & GN Reader
Genre: Hurt/Comfort, Fluff
Wasted Delicacy
"Son of a biscuit" the baker mutters, hearing their heartbeat race, indicating that the hunter was nearby. Three ciphers had already been popped beforehand but the thing is, whilst going around the map and healing the injured survivors with your treats, the hunter found you by tracing the aroma of your goodies.
"Luca," they spoke, carding their fingers through the inventor's soft brown locks. Luca hums, head twitching as he nibbled on the cookie, occupied with the cipher machine. "Dear, the hunter is nearby, I suggest scurrying off to another cipher so they don't target you" they coaxed, gently pushing the brunette off the cipher machine.
The inventor blinks owlishly, nodding with a toothy smile, "Thanks, s, see you later" he waves, running off to the nearest cipher. They smile before continuing the unfinished cipher, waiting for the hunter to appear.
The hunter draws nearer and nearer, making their heartbeat pick up more and more. They nod, picking up their basket and vaulting the window, activating their speedboost.
Looking behind them, they spot the hunter a few meters away from them, already preparing their abilities.
They really didn't mean to make you spill your cookies, so when they accidentally smacked the basket out of your hands, they really didn't intend to do so. Your eyes remained stuck on the treats splayed across the ground.
The hunter approached the still survivor, surprised to see you walking near them with a downcast gaze. You point to their weapon, "End me already" they said, tone void of any emotion.
The hunter eyes you, unsure of what to do, sure, it is a free kill, but it's no fun if you won't even try.
Footsteps approach the two, stilling at the sight of the hunter. They watch with interest as they attempt to console the devastated survivor.
Why did they want to try consoling one of the various pain in the asses they had to deal with? they didn't know either, it just... came over them.
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"Now now, you're a baker, surely, you have more?" the queen chided in an almost questioning manner. The baker frowned at her words, "Those were all the cookies I baked" they replied solemnly, voice quiet.
Mary, unsure of what to say, instead chose to let out a quiet "ah", waiting for you to speakβshe wouldn't want to make a fool out of herself trying to pry more from someone that would eventually speak up. The baker looked up at her, gaze never wavering, "I spent three hours on those, I made extra for everyone too" they spoke, frustration rolling off their tongue.
Mary didn't know how to respond, but, by instinct, she placed one of her cold hands on top of their head. "I don't think it would be too late to let everyone have a taste if we ended the match right now," she paused, a bit unsure of how she should continue.
"I'll... even try to help if you'd like" she whispered, patting their head gently as if they were her childβit could just be that she was missing her own children but it wouldn't be so bad if she indulged just a bit.
"Are you really just going to remain in that position until I strike you because of some pastries?" the older man questioned, a bit annoyed because a survivor was throwing a tantrum over pastries. The baker sighed, mumbling something the former count wasn't able to decipher.
"Speak up, no one can hear you with how quiet you are" Joseph frowned, leaning down slightly in order to hear them a bit better. "I, I made a lot more than usual so everyone could have a taste even after the matchβthose were the last ones" they grumbled, frustration piercing through their upset exterior.
The photographer's mouth parts slightly, eyes softening. He had read the baker's background beforehand, he remembered that they valued the art of baking much more than other bakers, to them, pastries are things you should pour your heart into making.
"I apologise for being insensitive, I," he paused, wondering about how to proceed. After thinking for a few more seconds, a lightbulb lights up in the french man's head. "Would you like me to teach you a recipe my... brother and I used to love?" he offered, albeit a bit hesitantly. He watches your eyes light up at the idea, taken aback when you embrace him. "Yes, I would" you mouth into his waist coat, smiling when he returns the hug.
Bi'an lowered the umbrella, looking down at the survivor with concerned eyes. Wujiu was displeased, Why are they so upset over pastries? he complained, sighing in irritation.
The white guard kneels before them, umbrella tucked under his arm. He takes their hand in his, rubbing it reassuringly. His smile is small but apologetic, amethyst eyes uncertain yet firm with resolve.
"Are you alright?" he asks, his soft baritone sounding comforting to your ears. You sniffle slightly, shaking your headβlooking into his enchanting orbs. He slowly moves to cup the side of your face, finding the feeling of your warmth against his cold hand pleasant.
Fan sighs from within the umbrella, feeling a bit guilty. It must've taken you a while to make those treats and now all that effort has been wasted. Perhaps, he could step out of the umbrella, he could help you with baking and Bi'an isn't all that lacking in that aspect either so he could also help. It felt oddly troublesome and yet, it felt welcome.
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Worry paints over her delicate features, she lowers her fan, slipping it into her obi. She rubs their shoulder, "I apologise for the cookies, do you have any more?" she asks, staring down at the survivor.
You swallow, shaking your head. "Those were all of them, I, I made extra for everyone but now it's all gone" you whispered, disappointment rolling off you in waves.
She smiles softly, you reminded her of the people she used to care for back when she was still alive. Michiko pulls out a small Wagashi, presenting it before the small survivor.
"If you'd like, I can help you in making more, I know quite a bit about making pastries" she offered, smiling at them genuinely. She watches their expression light up, a grateful smile gracing her. "Thank you, I would like that" they spoke, taking the Daifuku from her hand.
Gluttonous Hunters
The hunters don't need food, but that doesn't mean they don't wish to partake.
The baker huffed, leaning against the rocket chair. They shift uncomfortably, trying their best to not drop the basket in their lap. The hunter eyes the basket with interest, the pleasant aroma drawing them towards it.
They snatch the basket from your lap, obtaining a random treat and taking a bite out of the delicious dessert without paying any mind to you.
They always heard the survivors talk about how your treats were the best they've tasted, they've always wanted to judge whether or not that was true or not.
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The inventor eyed the basket with interest; whilst he was still alive, Herman would often get him to try out new dishes, recipes and treats of all sortsβbut he had to admit, the aroma of your pastries stood out amongst all of the pastries he's had beforehand.
Alva leans on the wall behind him, admiring the craftsmanship of the basket. The chaired survivor eyes the tall hunter, eyes trained on his every move. Their eyes widen when he makes a move to retrieve one of their goods from the basket.
The baker frowns, "Hey! I only made enough for the survivors!" they hollered out, visibly annoyed. Alva glanced at them, cocking his headβ"Will you make some for me after the match if I only eat one?" he asked, eyes holding a particular look in them that made it hard to say no.
The baker blinked repeatedly, shocked to hear the hunter being so polite during a match. They huff, nodding, "Alright, I will, b, but, don't eat those okay?" they request with a pleading look, knowing only two pastries are left. Alva smiles slightly, placing the basket in their lap gently.
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Grace traced the patterns of the basket, smiling gently. The baker stared up at her, wide-eyed, in awe of the pretty woman. "Y, You can taste them if you want" they say, bashfully looking away.
The hunter eyes the survivor, she knows you're different from all the other humans but she just can't bring herself to warm up to anyone so easily.
She nods hesitantly, taking a pastry in between her two fingers before chipping off a small piece with her teeth. Her eyes widen, palate screaming with joy at the taste.
She peers down at the survivor, tapping their shoulder gently. Smiling at them softly, she ruffles their hair, hoping that it would deliver her gratitude.
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The boy's mouth waters at the aroma of the pastries, hugging the basket to his chest. His head shifts up, hesitantly meeting the baker's gaze. "C, Can I have some?" the kid asks, as polite as he can be.
The baker opens their mouth, contemplating. Do I give in to the kid and spare the survivors none or... they consider, already reaching a decision. "You can eat them all, but leave one okay?" they beam.
Robbie embraces them for a bit before opening the basket and snacking on the treats. The boy practically vibrates with joy, enjoying the taste of each wonderful treat.
"Do you like them?" the baker prods, staring fondly at the sight of the hunter being a kid. The hunters all seemed human in one way or another, the baker thought, smiling. The boy nodded fervently, hand still stuck under the accessory covering his head.
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Onyx eyes widen slightly upon hearing a soft thud from behind her. Turning around, she eyes the basket on the ground. The survivor looked visibly flustered, in an awkward position that made it look like they were attempting to retrieve the basket.
The Geisha only smiled graciously, gently picking it up. She dusted off the basket before presenting it in a manner only a seasoned hostess would know how to. She placed it on their lap, gazing at them curiously when they nudge it towards her.
"Are you offering me one?" she voiced out euphoniously, lowering herself until she was face-to-face with them. You nod, "I, If you don't mind, you can have some, I made a bit more than usual" you replied, smiling at the hunter.
She smiled gratefully, gently opening the basket before taking a cookie into one of her hands. She flicks her hand fan open before taking a bite of the cookie. Her obsidian eyes seem to sparkle with each bite. Finishing the cookie, she bows to the survivor, thanking them.
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His tentacles manhandle the basket, forcing out angry yells of disapproval from the survivor. He pays you no mind, examining the beautifully crafted basket.
He lifts up one of the hatches, greeted by the soft and warm aroma of their pastries. The eldritch god takes one of the cupcakes into his hand, while the baker watches in horror as a rift rips through his "face" forming a mouth.
He seems to be pleased by the tasteβjudging by the fact that he literally threw the basket's contents down that very same rift. Hastur emits a sound resembling a cat's purring, and slowly, the rift slowly shuts, reassuring you that you wouldn't in fact be one of the things on the menu.
He slithers close to you, placing the basket back onto your lap. "I would like for you to make more for me after the match" he requests, oddly docile as he trails his odd tentacle up your neck, purring even more when you nodded. It felt weird to have the hunter rub your body, it felt as if he was treating you as his pet.
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