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Another commission for @kb90rawr ! Thank you again<3

A cozy read, perfect moment together

So small... so gentle...

Kiss the creature

Not the actual piece I'm working on, but here are some doodles in the meantime

Straightforward

For a moment, you stop — frozen — and have to look twice at the robot’s face as it suddenly twists in sheer terror.

Your mouth opens, then closes again, words failing to form. Maybe you were too blunt.

Or… did you say something wrong?

“N–no… I’m not an Eldritch…” he mutters, his voice trembling. You know his face would have gone pale if it could. “W-why would you even ask that?”

The robot stiffens, fidgeting awkwardly with the apron he was about to put on, glancing around nervously. He takes off his hoodie and practically throws it aside, almost angry.

Clearly, you’ve interrupted something. The café is calm, bathed in warm, gentle colors that seem perfectly matched to the suspicious figure before you.

If this gets him in trouble… well, you’ll just have to live with that.

“Psst- I just got this job back after a long time. If you’re not ordering anything, please leave… don’t get me fired,” he pleads, juggling a pair of plates using his four hands.

He looks anxious.

Can an Eldritch even act like that?

Even for a machine, it’s strange.

You tilt your head, narrowing your eyes.

No. Something’s off about him.

You didn’t travel this far just to be fooled; you know he’s hiding something.

“I need your help,” you say quietly. “My dog finally managed to find you.”

“Y-your dog?”

You gesture toward the entrance. There’s nothing there.

“She says you reek of Eldritch.”

Beta drops a cup. The crash echoes through every corner and hallway. Somehow, his expression still manages to go pale.

Everyone turns to stare at him.

Oops.

He’s definitely getting fired, isn’t he?