My bloodborne hunter Iamesh and his kirkhammer. A man used to moving swiftly and silently, this weapon seemed as opposite his personality as he could find, but he came to trust it over almost everything else in his arsenal.
(just felt like finishing a very old sketch I had given up on a year or so ago)
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Yandere!Hunter x Elf!Reader
Yandere!hunter who is the village’s loner. He rarely talks to anyone else, instead he prefers to keep to himself in his cabin secluded from the town.
Yandere!hunter who has heard legends about the kinds of creatures living in the forest nearby, the one that almost no one goes into. Well, except him of course. The place was gianourmus and hard to find the way out the moment you set foot inside. It was like a maze. One you’ll be trapped in forever if you weren’t careful.
Yandere!hunter who regards himself as a logical man and therefore doesn’t believe a word of those silly tales. They were just bedtime stories for kids, something parents used to keep them out of the woods.
Yandere!hunter who goes into the woods in hunt for prey, he needed meat to sell at the market; also he was in urgency of food on the table. He had to eat and lazing around the cabin wouldn’t solve anything.
Yandere!hunter who definitely doesn’t believe in things like elves. Ethereal, intelligent and magical, how could a perfect being be real. They don’t exist. But how come he met you?
Yandere!hunter who was just as surprised as you to come across another creatures on your adventure through the high trees. You immediately raised your guard when you saw him. He was a stranger, a potential threat to your life.
Yandere!hunter who was taken aback by your beauty. No one he’d ever seen before could compare to you. There was just something about you that instantly drew him in like a moth to a flame. You were obviously not a mortal, that was for sure. The hunter started thinking back to the legends, perhaps they were in fact true. There really were magical creatures such as elves living in the woods.
Yandere!hunter who lowered his weapons to show you that he wasn’t intending on harming you. Then he slowly inched closer to you, barely daring to breathe in fear of you simply being an illusion of being there for too long.
Yandere!hunter who is overjoyed when you don’t run away and chose to stay and talk to him. It had been a while since he last held a conversation longer than two sentences.
Yandere!hunter who is desperate when you say you needed to go home and begs you to meet with him in the same spot the next night. He had to speak to you again, he must get to know you more. Luckily you agree to his request, albeit a bit reluctantly at first while looking over your shoulder deeper into the forest. As if you were worried about something in there.
Yandere!hunter who is thoroughly enjoying the conversations you two share every night. Not only were you wonderful on the outside, you were heavenly on the inside too. So kind and full of life, always curious about things and willing to learn.
Yandere!hunter who thinks your pointed ears are just adorable and let’s you feel his own rounded ones. How your face lits up when you are allowed to touch his ears is so cute, he thinks.
Yandere!hunter who absolutely loves when you ask him questions regarding his life. You showed interest in him! He answers all questions honestly, only wanting to reveal himself to you. You were the first person to ask him about his day and his likes, it warmed his heart to the point of it feeling like it’s going to explode.
Yandere!hunter who is sad when his inquiries concerning your life is responded with vague and short replies. You say that you can’t really tell him that much about your society, that it would be unfair to the others.
Yandere!hunter who realises he can’t live without you in his life. He must have you with him. What if you’re not safe? What if someone’s being mean towards you? What if another comes for your hand?
Yandere!hunter who won’t let anyone else have you when he needs you the most. The next time you meet, he supposed he’ll have to convince you that he is a much better option and you’ll be happier with him.
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Did art of my Hunter OC I used to play in a DnDestiny campaign. They made a pact with a Hive worm (months before Season of the Deep) and I've been wanting to do something cool for them so spent time trying to push myself with this piece.
also not me forgetting to post here again hahahahah.... oops ><;;
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I don't know if anyone else has asked this before, but what do you think about Djura's character? He's a very sympathetic character in the rather cruel and grim world of Yharnam. </3
I haven't been asked, but I 100% agree. tbh I haven’t actually thought as extensively about Djura since most of my thinking = writing, and I mostly write early Healing Church shenanigans, but - I can’t imagine finding Djura not sympathetic? When you (the Hunter) roll into his turf and he’s like “hey man, maybe fuck off, these dogs were once people”, it’s pretty clearly an oh no am I the bad guy??? moment for the player character LOL.
For the purpose of my own plotting/headcanons I like to imagine him as an old colleague of Gehrman’s, specifically because I think the Kegs worked in the same workshop as Gehrman’s early Hunters/entourage. In my headcanon a lot of Hunters are former Prospectors, before anyone and everyone began taking up arms by necessity - though I can imagine the Kegs, including Djura, being general mechanics or gunsmiths or even artificers before they focused their talents on weapons for the Hunt. I assume, like a lot of folk seem to, that Djura probably took part in the burning of Old Yharnam with the Kegs, and his guilt drove him to renounce hunting entirely when their guild was disbanded in the aftermath. We also don’t 100% know what the mechanism for accessing the Hunter’s Dream is, but one of my preferred theories is that Hunters are cut off once they stop taking blood - hence Djura’s reference to dreaming in the past tense. If he has no blood echoes to give because he no longer kills, then by definition he no longer dreams.
I’ve not given much thought to his actual character, but I think his rejection of the Hunt (because beasts were once men) would be interesting to articulate in contrast to Gehrman’s belief (from his cut dialogue) that killing beasts is the “only thing that keeps us human, now.” Does Djura believe there is still a degree of human awareness in the beasts? Is he a believer in an eventual cure to reverse the scourge, and that’s why he’s standing guard over Old Yharnam? Does that make him naive, or a grim sort of hopeful, or both? Does he have a personal stake in reconciling people’s views of the beasts - or keeping them alive at least - rather than a straightforward sentiment of atonement for the burning? If he's willing to kill fellow humans to keep beasts alive, he probably did not leave the Kegs or the workshop on good terms - so how did that go? In any case, these are some of the questions I’d ask if I were planning to write him.
What I do know is that Egg, my singularly inept Hunter OC who tries to adopt every creature that doesn’t kill him (and some that do), would want to drop his dayjob as a Church Propagandist and live in Djura’s beast utopia.
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