#-and the god wyrm of pk

[thehappiestgolucky]

Ah yes my elusive bug-dragons au

Where I combine my life-long love of dragons with bugs because everything’s better as dragons. this is a simple fact

[gncbozo]

Voices of Hallownest

Headcanons about the gods of Hallownest and their voices .

I don't specially think the gods of Hallownest truly have a voice. I think that they use the sound/voices of their followers.

When you hear a god (pk, radiance, wl) you do not hear a singular voice as one would expect but multiple (all of their followers voices whether they are young, old, male, female, or in very rare occasions, dead). If a god's "speech" is strong, booming, present it means that they have a great number of devout in which they can draw multiple voices from ( a god can choose whose voice they are taking ). Ofc this process has an effect on the devout, when the divinity uses their voice often/to much/with to much intensity, their worshipers will most likely have a sour throat or a raspy voice.

For exemple; the Radiance used hers a lot . She basically screamed in armory with her followers and it had repercussions, the moths had very sour throats and raspy or distorted voice ( it showed in Hallonest's prime and in the game event) . When she was forgotten she could barely talk, her speech was only a small pained whisper. But when the infection began her screeches were heard again (through the infected) more violent and angry then ever.

The Pale King does not use his voice very often, he cared a little bit more about his subjects well being than the Radiance (he doesn't really need to talk to be understood, a simple look of the eye or flick of the claw will make someone seize the order/want/intentions) this ensue in the citysen of Hallownest having clear and define voices.

The white lady, her, only uses the voice of trusted friends and ladies in waiting, like her knight Dryya, Marmu and others...

(And these trusted friends get showered with honey treats for their throats). She mostly uses female speech as she prefers how it sounds..

I also think that a gods voice can take some what of a physical form .

Like, golden light would come out of radi's mouth when she talks.

It would look like that

PK's speech would literally float in the air

Exactly like that !

And WL would have flowers come out of her mouth like that one brothers Grimm tale witch I CAN NOT remember the name of... (it was sm like "toads and diamonds")

[trobbio-silksong]

Having random human in hallownest thoughts again but uhhhhh

What if. Like pre hallownest times, giant human, giant wyrm, giant root. Just, traveling

[candor-creator]

The Wyrm is referred to in-game as "it," while the Pale King is referred to consistently as "he."

CONCLUSION: Gods seem to be genderless or referred to as concepts instead of people. Since PK wants to be viewed as a bug like his people, he is gendered.

THE COOLER CONCLUSION:

world's first transmasc absent father.

[phantomgrape]

I had a revelation today while I was zoning out.

I figured out the reason why vessels grow and what causes it to happen.

The vessels were created of god and void, that's literally just stated by The Pale King. What matters here is the god part of the statement. Specifically The White Lady.

The White Lady is a tree, a plant, whatever. That means that her children are ALSO partially a plant (alongside being partially wyrm). Plants grow when exposed to LIGHT.

This explains why The Hollow Knight is the largest vessel out of every single one because they were CONSTANTLY around a light source (PK). It also explains why all the other vessels in the abyss and other spots are much smaller, since much like a plant, their growth is stunted if not exposed to light.

The big objector to this theory is of course, broken vessel. However I believe that their exposure to The Infection / The Radiance (aka another light source) explains their growth. It could also explain their uneven horns, which is not present in other vessels.

Anyways boom yeah game theory thanks for watching.

[alaskaartz]

PK RAMBLING

Hi! This is gonna be long so To sum everything up quickly: Talking about dragon things my au PK has, everything is under the cut

OK OK SO WYRMS ARE A TYPE OF DRAGON SO I JUST- GAVE IN AND MADE PK A GOD/DRAGON

PK's mouth is hidden when he is speaking, it only opens when he yawns, eats, screams, ect. He can also use a plasma blast/shot, he only uses that as a final resort of self defense though. PK can also make dragon sounds, not gonna lie hearing his dragon shriek and not being able to see him must be terrifying

PK's wings are made of soul, they have stars on them but it's kinda hard to put white on white, but he has 3 sets of wings. He doesn't use them at all, ever, but when he does and if he's diving down it makes that dive sound toothless makes in HTTYD. Because of PK's really shitty back he probably cant fly as much or at all now days.

PK's tail helps him with flying, when he does, It helps him make sharp turns and other stuff, His tail has 6 blades on the end, they're fairly sharp so every few months he has to file down the edges to make sure he wont accidentally damage something

[progenycursed]

Here’s a short story of a thought I kept rotating in my head while trying to fall asleep the last two days. This took place early in Hallownests’ history. But not to long after PK cast off his shell.

It was the early hours of the morning as the baker walked to work. The streets were unusually barren this morning. They were never crowded at this time, but there was always at least a few people. And the lumfly lanterns were dimer than he remembered. The little creatures all crowding to one side of their container.

He ran through the list of everything he was going to make that morning. The stonework of the street was uneven. With the few people in the street he should make less rolls for the day. Some of the buildings leaned to one side. Bad foundations.

He shook his head with a groan, his antenna twitching. Where we all these thoughts coming from? They never came this fast or jumped around this much. He didn’t even care about architecture. Maybe he wasn’t getting enough sleep, or maybe there was something in the water. Whatever it was, it needed to stop making his mind go so fast in all directions at once. It was giving him a headache.

The building next to him ended, leading to a small courtyard that was unusually bright. He quickly shielded his eyes. The sting of his night-vision being obliterated hurt. The lumflys must have been agitated about something. What would cause such behavior? He picked up his pace to leave the place the light faster. Then ran right into another person.

He stumbled around them. “My apologizes!” He glanced back, to see them just standing there. Rigid. Eyes wide, starring at something in the courtyard. For the first time in his life, curiosity won out over caution. His hand dropped a fraction.

And he immediately regretted it.

He had heard stories about The Pale Wyrm his whole life. Describing everything from its powers and deeds to temperament and previous size. Descriptions of its appearance and what it was like to stand before it varied wildly. Now he knew why. And God(the irony) how he wished he didn’t.

The Pale Wyrm stood(lay?) in the courtyard, facing another bug. His mind spun helplessly as it tried to make sense of the Higher Beings’ form. A long tail stretched out behind its body. No. That wasn’t right. There was no differentiation between the tail and body. The ‘body’ was just the part that was upright while the rest coiled behind it on the ground. The spinning wheels of his mind finally hit ground. It looked like a centipede reared back to attack.

But even that was inaccurate. Instead of the smooth segmented body covered in shell like every bug had, each segment overlapped the next. Sliding past and over the next like a broken shell sliding over a bloodied body. But there was no blood, no guts leaking out, no jagged pieces falling off or stuck in the wound. The body was broken but there was no damage.

And the segments. Where a centipedes had a countable number, it had hundreds. Hundreds of broken shell pieces sliding over each other. An unbreaking series of rings nested inside within themselves. Held together by an unseen force.

His whole body shuddered. What horror could survive such a broken shell? How was there not blood everywhere? How could it be perfect, but so very broken.

He didn’t want to see anymore, but he couldn’t tear his eyes away. Some insatiable curiosity demanded he continue. Pressing out from some deep part of his mind and squirming its way into every thought. Bringing all of them to his attention at once, but still focused on the Higher Being.

Spotting the malformed legs, he nearly lost his breakfast. Each broken shell piece was tipped with tens of tiny, razor sharp legs that dug into the ground, clawed into the air. It was like a nightmare creature. A monster with two many twisted, deformed legs. A broken body that could still move. He didn’t want to see it move.

The warped legs grew in size and malformations as they approached the head. Hanging off the ends of the broken shell pieces. Twisting around the body in nonsensical ways. Growing long, gangly, and segmented. Ending in-

“Great Wyr-“ he bit down on his mandibles. He dare not call out to his God. He did not want it turning its attention towards him.

As the legs approached the head, they slowly mutated into arms. Many, many arms. They lay limp or twisted against the body. Joints bent backwards, fingers twisting around each other. He clenched his hands, just to remind himself that his weren’t broken.

Then the broken shell abruptly ended, exposing a thinner, soft(?) flesh underneath. Ending just as quickly as it came to what he could only assume was the head of his God. But it didn’t have mandibles, antenna, or even a face. Eyes wrapped around the head, starring out in all directions with a piercing white glow. The shell was jagged and rough, small pieces of it sticking out at regular intervals. At the top, there was no smooth shell or antenna, but a ring of giant spikes made from the shell itself.

His eyes darted all over. Taking in the body horror that lay in his humble little town. Only for him to realize another terrifying aspect of the Higher Being.

It wasn’t move. At all. The eyes starred out unblinking, the malformed forest of twisted arms were unnaturally still, the broken mutated shell as unmoving as stone. It- it wasn’t even breathing. It was dead still, yet radiated life.

Every cell in his body was telling him to run, but his brain would not let him. A sickening combination of combating motives. In some distant part of his brain, he knew he was in pain. But he couldn’t focus on his body. It felt numb and distant and unimportant.

And somehow, the bug standing in front of that eldritch horror, looking right at it, only looked irritated. They were the parent explaining something to the child that just happened to be a god. He couldn’t hear what she was saying. She simply gestured around. Pointing to the ground, the walls, then motioned towards the surprising amount of people staring at them from the edges of the courtyard.

Before he could deduce the meaning, a piercing whisper cut into his mind.

“Would this be more ideal?”

He flinched, his hands shooting to his ears instinctually. His eyes never dropping from the Higher Being, to afraid to loose site of it for even a second. The other bug, her face only twisted into a grimace before shaking her head.

“Better. But still needs work. In a place with less people around,” she yelled. Her own head must have still been ringing as well, having to yell to even hear herself.

The Higher Being didn’t move, but he could tell something changed. It was looking at him, at everyone around it. The pressure in his mind surged against his skull. But he couldn’t move. He could only stand there. Frozen in place as a being so many times his greater just looked in his general direction. Every thought he ever had racing through his mind at once.

“Very well,”

the earth shook. Dust falling from the wall he hid behind. Something, somewhere crashed to the ground.

But the Higher Being was still motionless. An anchor in reality, unbothered by something so trivial as movement.

Then suddenly it all changed in an instant. The arms twisting, the broken shell contorting. The Higher Being bent over backwards, its head splitting open like a flower. Revealing a pit filled with teeth, that sliced through rock and earth as it dove into the ground. Arms, claws and fingers, bending in all the wrong ways as they flowed into the ground. The broken segments writhed around as it slowly followed. Thousands of tiny legs clawing at the ground and air, tearing up the earth. A giant mass of blades within blades adorning the end of the slithering mass sunk into the hole. Churning the earth as it shook and disappeared. The hole closing behind it.

His mind was so convinced the site should have had a deafening cacophony of snapping shell and breaking bones that he could still hear the phantom sounds.

The pressure in his brain slowly faded away with the rumbling. Thoughts quieting down to their normal level again. Bodily awareness slowly coming back to him.

His eyes stung, spots dancing at the edges of his vision. He was starring at the glowing God’s visage the entire time. He couldn’t even remember if he blinked. The taste of blood tainted his mouth from where he had been biting into his mandibles.

Everyone around the cleaning were coming to their sense too. Each with a different look painted across their faces. Awe, horror, confusion, or just staring off into the far distance. Unmoving aside from their heavy breathing.

His mind felt numb, his body shook. That was his god. The Higher Being that kept them safe, granted them thought and independence. Allowed them to live in this land without even asking for worship.

He went to church. He red the stories. He was as grateful as any other bug in Hallownest that their god was a benevolent one. But he NEVER wanted to lay eyes on The Pale Wyrm again. Never wanted the feeling of his mind expanding past what it was every other day.

Sounds of movement snapped him out of his stupor. It was the bug who had spoken to the God face to horrifying-face without batting an eye. Somehow now walking away, still only looking mildly irritated.

“H-how?” He stammered out as she got close.

Without so much as stopping she casually answered, “Stubbornness and spite.”

“W-why?”

“So he stops knocking things off shelves every time he speaks!” She yelled as she walked out of the courtyard.

[cloudyswritings]

More Wyrm Things

just some more wyrm(and PK) headcanons.

Wyrm:

They don’t really sleep in the same way that other bugs, beasts, and higher beings do? Like it’s something a bit like how dolphins sleep with half their brain, but on a much more diffuse scale. The result is that they don’t sleep but do have more and less active periods.(this is also why PK was immune to the Radiances influence and why he felt comfortable moving his palace into the dream realm)

They’re fully capable of closing their inner throat to avoid taking in excess water if they burrow through a aquifer underground.

Aditionally Wyrms aren’t really bugs so they don’t actually have spiracles like bugs do, I’d make the wager that they’ve got lungs or some other stranger form of respiration.

It actually seems like Wyrms are vertebrates? Like the wyrm corpse has what look like vertebrae. I think the track of evolution on hollownest world probably has a group of creatures with both a skeleton and an exoskeleton. These would be some kind of fusion of reptiles and crustaceans, this is the group Wyrms and their distant kin belong to.

Wyrm meat is very tough, luminous, and highly toxic to most beings. Of course roots can devour a wyrm corpse without issue.

in lower form(ie after dying) most Wyrms choose to be taller than the bugs that worship them and also still mostly rely on touch and scent over sight.

Wyrms like very dry and windy conditions, in fact stagnant air and high humidity will actually cause respiratory issues and begin rusting their outer coat of armor, making it much harder to move and shed.

PK:

He doesn’t like having bugs that don’t share his pale color scheme in his palace for any length of time.

in fact this might be a wyrm thing in general but aesthetics matter a ton to him, like it’s sorta an OCD thing? But he needs things to be on theme, at least where he lives. Colors that complement it(like red) are tolerated.

when he first met the white lady he was terrified of her. She was the only other pale being he’d met, and he expected their meeting to end with one of them consuming the other.

in general he tries to distance himself from the culture Wyrms have, he only indulges his instincts in private.

he’s a messy eater, so when he holds court and does politics he generally doesn’t eat. I think most denizens of Hallownest think that gods just don’t eat because of this.

He has fantastic spacial awareness and impeccable memory. Yes this does mean he remembers every single mask in the abyss intimately.

He nibbles on things when anxious sometimes.

He wears such a long cloak to conceal the parts of his body where his understanding of lower bugs and beings failed and he made mistakes. He’s got some really fucking weird joints, and seethrough bits( especially over his heart, it’s why he wears his part of the kingsoul there.

his head might be mostly hollow tbh, it’s a lot like the maw of his wyrm form, in a sense it’s even appropriate to say he doesn’t have a true face.

Parts of his brain are actually stored in his lower body and chest, not that it really matters because as a god he’d survive even without a body. Though he’d have a harder time with that than the radiance. He’s a god of the physical world and she’s one of the ephemeral world.

he likes the taste of mint, to the horror of the bugs around him(it’s a toxic insect repellent to them)

he has little ingots of metal he eats, like candy bars but very dense. It’s because he needs metal in his diet, something which hornet deeply regrets inheriting from him.

[crackkids-of-hollownest]

WELCOME BACK TO! THE CRACKKIDS OF HOLLOWNEST!

by @blue-jester, @altra-tes and @ravendragons

Back in 2020 me and a few friends had a web of rp blogs that told a story, and the journey we took with it was exstremely fun for all of us but because of multiple factors, we had to stop. Now 4 years later we are BACK baby! AND YES WE'RE FINISHING THE DARK AU WE ONLY GOT HALFWAY THROUGH!!!

But! After there will be other stories perhaps, other tales. A lot of fun times :) These are ask blogs that will be able to rp, but primarily with eachother. If you want to rp with one of the blogs please note that your character is not cannon and does not effect the ending of the story, but our guys like friends :) they will primarily be ask blogs, though, so send asks!!!

But what's the premise of these blogs? Well there is a being born of root and void- but no wyrm, who found an ancient entity deep within the void, and she wants to consume everything in the world. Her half sibling, Wisp, very much does not want her to do that and will be at constant odds. This is primarily an oc story but canon characters do appear.

This is a story that must have caution to interact with as it features darker and more mature content, read this post carefully and interact with the story with caution if you think you won't be able to handle it

CHARACTERS:

EVEN: She/her, a child of root and void [wl and just the void], an all devourering force who wants to kill death himself. BLOG: @rooted-limbo

ODD: She/her, a young and sweet little voidling, born of root and void like her older sister, she's very innocent. BLOG: @rooted-limbo [they share a blog]

WISP: Any pronouns, a child of root and flame [wl and nkg], a hopeful bloom who loves their family more then anything, especially their siblings. They're best friends with... An odd character. BLOG: @blooming-flame

DAWN: She/her, a bargaining chip from wyrm to light, to stop a war much like hornet. She's a little confused with her place in the world, but she just wants to make the people surrounding her happy, even if she has her.. Rebellious moments. She is only 13 after all. BLOG: @darkened-sunlight

CHERRI: He/him, the runaway pale prince, son of wyrm and flame [pk and nkg], a reserved and mysterious individual that's been away from home for far too long, but has recently returned to see his siblings and help them, not many get past his intimidating appearance, but those who do find him to just be a big ol nerd. BLOG: @the-pale-flame

PHOBIA: He/him, a little guy who is not what he seems... A child of beast and void [Herrah and void]. He adores his younger sister Even and actively aids her in her quest to destroy the gods and consume the world, he's smaller then most but trust me, do not trust that little face. BLOG: @parasitic-void

REM: They/them, this is reality themself, watching the world go by and keeping it in tact, they are the child of mother life and father death. They're always watching every scene with their endless eyes.. Most of which, tend to focus on a particular violet flame. They're like the narrator if the narrator was an actual character in the story. BLOG: @reality-rem

THE ORIGINAL ONE: He/they/it. Death. This is death itself, ready to rip the world asunder for the many years he's suffered alone, shackled to the very bottom of the world, and what's worse- separated by a hair from his beloved wife, who was the only thing keeping him together. BLOG: @the-first-and-the-last

LE'CYA: She/they/it. Life. Life herself, mother of all beings, mother of reality itself, the consort of death, she was endlessly loving and compassionate to all who came before her, but greedy mortals saw potential to grow from her strength, and nearly destroyed her, leaving her locked behind blue seals near the bottom of the world. BLOG: @blue-wings-of-life

VOID CULT: There's a cult here too that preaches possible futures and prophesies of void... It's run by an old beetle, named Discipulum. BLOG: @the-church-of-the-voidborne

[realmoondragon]

i’m going to dump hollow knight au/oc world building stuff on the world now. no backstories, we’ll do that some other time.

so for the gods, every god has a foil.

white lady-shade lord,

the radiance-NKG

unn- a long dead god of bugs.

why dead? because this god was the one who created the inhabitants of hallownest. they made all of the bugs and gave them sentience. (yes, not pk. more on that later). But, they used too much of their power. Gods are full of their ‘substance’ it’s like how humans are full of water. but since they used too much, they weakened and died. Before death, they gave the remains of their power to Unn, and that’s why Unn can create life from plants.

the main characters in this AU are Grimm and Pk. this whole thing was inspired by @bluegekk0 ‘s au, so a huge shout out to them. grimm and pk live with hornet, ghost, and holly in dirtmouth.

WL had been ruling over hallownest for centuries, when PK showed up. WL knew about wyrm’s kingdom conquering habits, and when this one offered to co-rule, she cautiously accepted, not wanting a fight. Luckily for her, PK didn’t really do all that much. he tried, but he got anxious really easily from the royal duties and literally just like socializing and existing.

before Pk had shown up, the radiance had been slowly forgotten by the moths, just because they weren’t as interested in her. So, she plotted and schemed in silence. Eventually, she figured out a way that she could steal her ‘foil’s’ powers for herself. So, she did. NKG lost the majority of his power, and is now grimm. that’s a whole other can of worms.

Anyway, radi used this newfound power to create the infection. WL came up with the vessel plan, and created the vessels. she had them on her own. she convinced the dreamers the same way canon pk did, and hornet came from the ‘dalliance’ between WL and herrah. WL actually suggested it, not because she cared about the kid but because she wanted that spiderussy. so it’s pretty obvious that WL didn’t really care about hornet. whole other thing.

She put a bunch of eggs into the abyss, asking the Shade Lord to hollow them out and full them with void. it complied, and the vesssls were made. Holly was one of the few that hatched, complete with a mutation to give it a tail. (it/they for the vessels) After the climb, WL trained them in much the same way as canon, and put them in the black egg.

This worked for a while, but eventually the radiance overtook them. Their fatal flaw? duty to serve hallownest. unfortunate. even without any love being shown, they still had emotions (bc everyone has emotions).

Pk was the one to fight the radiance in holly’s head, and only barely won. he’s a great fighter, but went in overconfident. he now havs lifelong scars and doesn’t have the soul capacity to use soul magic. he got amnesia after the fight, and recovered in dirtmouth. after remembering everything, he realized he liked this better, so he stayed in dirtmouth with grimm, holly, hornet, and ghost, who had by now hatched and came up to dirmouth.

AND THATS THE TIMELINE.

pray for me i typed all this on my phone.

bye

[ruthlesslistener]

Would it be physically possible for Hollow to have kids? I mean, they're already something of a hybrid, but I can imagine Higher Beings work a little funky.

Technically speaking, yes! The way I imagine Higher Being reproduction to work is that once they've reached ascendancy, they can reproduce in any manner that they wish, because at that point they are their element manifested into a physical form, which is extremely malleable. Sexual reproduction tends to be the default because it's the quickest, easiest, and is (arguably) the most fun, but divine creation or conception via sheer willpower is also viable, because their will has so much control over what their body can do. For example, the way I handwaved the genetic incompatability between wyrms and spiders for Hornet's conception was that PK's physical form was basically composed entirely of concentrated soul near-perfectly mimicking his cellular structure rather than organic molecules, so his genetic material simply moulded to fit against Herrah's chromosomes in a manner that made viable zygotes (though faliure rate was still relatively high). Hollow can technically also do the same, though since they are the God of Nothingness and the aspect of the Void is that of absense, their god-magic would work by subverting what their gametes currently were (infertile) by what they aren't (fertile), and/or compatability with incompatability

The drawback to such power over the physical realm, however, that for a Higher Being to viably reproduce, they have to be 100% committed to the concept for it to actually work. If they aren't dedicated enough to the concept of reproduction, then it just won't work. And as much as I write Hollow as loving children and having really bad baby fever once their hormone cycles stabilize post-healing (as they were previously under too much stress for them to manifest), they're too traumitized from their childhood and terrified of the concept of making more of them for their body to allow conception to happen. Technically speaking, they're capable of producing viable gametes, but they're either not released during ovulation/ejaculation, or fertilized eggs are reabsorbed into their void rather than developing further. Their mental walls directly act upon their void to prevent that from happening

So Hollow is effectively sterile due to trauma and generalized anxiety around the concept of long-term parenting/'oh god if i do this there's going to be more of me'. Which is fine, because they're perfectly happy with just playing babysitter, thanks!

[bluegekk0]

what would fighting pk when he was ruling be like you think

First off, it's worth mentioning that FPK is definitely the type to only fight when absolutely necessary. He's always been more of a "hide and wait out the threat" kind of person, and during his rule, it meant that he would prioritize peaceful negotiations above anything. Deepnest was troublesome as its inhabitants were too territorial, and the decision to still attempt building a tram station there is something he still regrets, though luckily he was able to find some common ground with its ruler through the bargain with Herrah. But whenever he can, he will try to resolve things peacefully.

It backfired with The Radiance, he approached the Moth Tribe and entered her domain with a dream nail in order to negotiate peace, and nearly got himself killed since she treated him like an intruder - he wasn't a true god so she thought of herself as above him, and the fact that her worshippers turned from her and chose him infuriated her even more; so when he showed up in her realm, she tried to get rid of him. He managed to escape back to the physical world, where she couldn't reach him without taking control of another being, something she wasn't as desperate to do at that point.

But that aside, he was still a very powerful being, using soul spells he learned to his advantage. He could form blades, spears and even a bow with arrows (saw that headcanon once and really loved it) to shoot at his opponent, he could shield himself from oncoming attacks, and even teleport around (though that one was quite exhausting). I view it as very similar to how Pure Vessel fights in the game, though more long distanced, and he would get exhausted more easily, as unlike them, he had no higher being blood running through his veins. His knowledge and skill in soul magic was impressive, and he was able to change his physical form to a great extent once, but he couldn't make himself a god. At the end of the day, he was just a wyrm - a giant intelligent creature that mutated to stop aging, but still essentially just a large animal.

I think the Xero incident is worth bringing up here since it showed a side of him he desperately tried to hide. Initially, he responded to his threat as you'd expect, utilizing his spells to defeat the (surprisingly strong) opponent. But when Xero threatened Hornet, who was there with Vyrm at the time, something in him snapped. He always made sure to avoid using his claws and teeth in combat, in fear that it would bring out his instincts, which is exactly what happened when Xero aimed his blade at Hornet. Panic and protective instincts took over, and when he regained control, he found himself crouched over a decapitated, partially eaten Xero, with blood all over his hands and mouth.

So in short - to fight him in the first place, you'd have to leave him with no other option. And during the battle, he would use soul blades and other summoned projectiles as his weapon, though only at a distance, for reasons that only became clear after Xero threatened his daughter. He was very powerful, but exhaustion was his weak point. Of course, that wasn't a problem 99% of the time, as he would take care of basically any threat that wasn't a more powerful god before that happened.

But it was there, a quiet reminder that no matter how strong he gets, he'll never be a true god. A theme prominent throughout his entire life, him trying to be someone he isn't, often to meet others' expectations, only to fail and suffer the consequences. He would never be like the other wyrms, he was too weak and too peaceful, and so he was rejected by them. He would never be a truly good king material, he was too emotionally vulnerable and lacked the confidence, and so he made mistakes and failed to protect his kingdom. And he would never be a god, no matter how much he pretended to be, a choice that infuriated The Radiance and led to the downfall of everything he worked for.

He wouldn't find out who he truly is until after he made horrible mistakes and lost everything. Turns out all he ever needed was a peaceful life, and being surrounded by those who don't expect him to be someone he could never be. I think all that background gives his current domestic life a lot more meaning.

Sorry about the little tangent at the end. I hope I was still able to give you a satisfying answer, I just got a little carried away hahaha

[nonuggetshere]

I shared my (and my friend's ocs) that are related to PK SO-

This is A LOT and I'm kinda embarrassed but I'll fucking "cringe culture is dead" through life or so help me GOD

I like imagining backstories for characters and making cool little nonsensical and completely self-indulgent AUs

(Also for the few people subscribed to my patreon there's more stuff after what I've posted there, just scroll a bit down 👍)

F9r the record I also mangled mine and @demonicintegrity 's thoughts and ideas into one post so it's somewhat comprehensible but jsyk they contributed a lot

An AU where Adamas has her last clutch in her small form

As a refresher Amanita is White Lady's name and Ebur is Pale King's name. Adamas is Pale King's mother, though wyrms use dame and sire for their parents so that's what he calls her. I am yet to properly share Quercus but he's WL's father. Flower is my name for the Pure Vessel in this AU, Hallow is their birth name. Amaryllis is an oc, they're Flower's twin. Any other names that appear here are PK's siblings.

Also using they/it for Ebur and the rest of the family bc as wyrms they don't really have genders

Ebur and Amanita meeting while Ebur's family is travelling and Amanita still lives at the edge of her father's territory and her root system is connected with his but she's getting ready to leave hopefully in just one or two years when she's gathered enough strength and the spring's kind and abundant

Adamas' little group settles near her groove since it's brimming with life and there's not many people to get in the way or compete over resources with aside from the occasional traveller or two, and Amanita tolerates their presence for now, they give her something to do since her father is quite busy with his new seedlings now that she's grown and she doesn't have much company or things to do other than to listen to the occasional mortal passing by and watch the nature, so this small group of wyrms that's mostly composed of ones not much younger than her with all the hubris and boldness of young wyrms is the most interesting thing that's happened to her in a while

Some of them would probably push too far before Adamas had to smack them upside the head and reprimand them for ever thinking about taking over this territory, after all they're really on the larger territory of an ancient God, and even though Roots aren't known to be the most attentive of parents she still doesn't want to tempt fate and check if this one is the same by attacking his daughter

Either way, Amanita notices the younger wyrm isn't quite like the others and seems very intrigued by him

Although their first in face meeting wasn't the best, with her attacking him and managing to stab him in the ribs (you bet your ass Adamas chewed out his ass when he returned to their densite all bloody and holding his side), he kept returning to study her

Seems they both found each other intriguing

And eventually they get to talking, Ebur seemed excited to meet the first rootfolk in his life and actually to get to talk to her, he asks so many questions and she's amused with his curiosity, and eventually actually grows curious about the wyrms (and especially him) herself and asks him things in turn

They grow into unlikely friends though there's definitely more to it but neither is willing to acknowledge it yet

He often sneaks away from his family just to talk to her, and eventually they start sneaking into the more private parts of her groove with the excuse that they wouldn't want Ebur's family finding out they're friends, both of them just ignoring their glaringly obvious attraction to each other

One time Ebur brought her a kill he made and she hoped to GOD her blush wasn't noticeable (it was, not that he'd know because he was also avoiding eye contact to try and hide his own)

Ebur and the bad bitch he pulled by being autistic 💜

The group spends enough time around there for the two idiots to stop dancing around the subject and not only admit to their mutual attraction but to start to fall in love

Enough so that Ebur decides to stay when Adamas decides it's time to move on

At first she was about to talk sense into him about staying permanently in this place but he quickly corrected her

"No, no, it's not like that! I don't want to stay here permanently! I just..." He quieted down and looked away

"...You want to leave?"

"...mh..."

"Are you sure about this? Life as a lone wyrm isn't easy out there in the Wastelands, perhaps it'd be better if you stuck around until we find a suitable territory for you to stay at-"

"No, dame, I- I want to leave now. I think it's time. I love you all and I'll miss you, but...I just...I want to see what's out there for myself. Every year, every day, feels the same now; find some place, stay for a bit and hunt, move on. I- I can't live like this, it feels...suffocating."

"...You were always the curious kind, weren't you? I should have known this routine would bore you eventually," She sighed heavily and approached him, "I always knew this day would come, I just never expected it to be my youngest and smallest wyrmling that leaves the nest first..." She pulled him into a tight hug, "...Stay one last night with us, and if you're still sure about this after tomorrow's hunt I'll leave some supplies for you when we move on."

He smiled and hugged her back, "...Thank you..."

"Just promise me you'll be safe, okay?"

"You taught me well. I'll be alright, I promise."

He spends lots of time with his siblings and mother the next day, maybe Melpomene proposed she could come with since they were always the closest but he reassured her he wanted to be alone

The goodbye is very tearful, even Adamas cries and she's not the type to do that often

Ebur feels a little broken seeing them go, it feels weird being completely alone, strangely quiet too - he usually likes the quiet, but not this time. He goes to hunt to keep his mind off it then that evening he gathers his things and moves them to a densite way closer to his root's (his root, saying that makes him so giddy) and goes to share his kill with her

And that night, for the first time in their lives, he goes to sleep curled up around her amongst her roots. It does help him feel much better about having to say goodbye to his family

He spends the rest of the year in her groove with her - from summer to winter - before she's finally ready to move on next spring and he happily follows her to look for a new home for the both of them

Despite the new normal being hard to get used to at first he was still so unbelievably happy with her

And Quercus was considerably easier to hide their relationship from than his own family, considering they're on the outskirts of his territory and Ebur never saw him in person. As far as Quercus is concerned, Amanita just has a mild wyrm problem that she's handling well on her own

A few different  things could happen from then on

Could either go canon compliant or pull out one of my fav moves, a cute domestic AU where they don't found Hallownest or do it later down the line after already having children and just live for a while as a happy family

And also the Drama Flavour where Ebur ends up pregnant despite them not trying to, they say fuck it and have them but he gets very sick and she brings him to her father for help, cue him being appalled that she's partners with a wyrm and her telling him to suck a dick and she'll take care of him herself, then they have the worst luck ever after finding a brand new territory and stumble onto Ebur's family, and Adamas has some very strong opinions about him being mates with a root (she doesn't even realise he's expecting otherwise it would have been. Worse). Fucking Romeo and Juliet up in here

For the last idea, I like the idea of Adamas questioning if that root can even provide for him or any possible clutches he might have in the future and he gets so pissed off he bristles, tells her to drop it and he's done with her attitude and to get the fuck off his territory. She bristles and calls him out on being so cocky as to tell her to get out

"If you're so confident then come on, defend your territory! Kick me out yourself!"

"Stop it-"

"Come on, boy! Show me you can actually protect yourself and yours! If you want me out them force me out!"

"I'm not going to fight you, mother!"

"...Tsk, you even talk like her."

"...Just...Just leave...please."

She circles him, "You should know words won't be enough to protect your territory from intruders, and that young root definitely doesn't have it in her to do it. You promised me you'll stay safe, so show me you can actually take care of yourself!"

Instead she gets violently thrown back by a white root after Amanita returns to check up on her hubby <3

Puts herself between them, ready to snap their necks with her roots if she has to

"He told you to leave, so leave. Or should I make you, you old bag?"

"Amanita-"

Of course, it was 25% him not being willing to fight his own mother and 75% him being sick and not willing to risk the pregnancy, but he's not gonna tell her that when she reacted so negatively about him being mates with a root (and his siblings def teased him before the situation got serious)

He's gonna be SO fucking depressed about this later though

But I also just like the idea of them finding the place that would later become Hallownest and founding the kingdom together

Ebur: Babe do you want me to beat up this old slug for you?

Amanita: Oh how romantic~

Unn:(live slug reaction)

Unn: Just take the damn territory and leave me alone, you brats

I also made an entire AU with Integrity where PK moves on with his family with a promise that he'll be back next spring for her, only to realise he's expecting. And I am obsessed with this version, it's cute and domestic (in a wyrm kind of way) and I am sucker for these things.

Ebur leaves with his family, promising to return to her next spring so they can leave together, but what he DIDN'T account for was him getting pregnant

So now he has to think up an idea to sneak away and keep his pregnancy hidden until he's back with her. Very hard to do with his mother around, an old wyrm with decades worth of clutches she's reared into adulthood by herself, she sussed him out embarrassingly quickly

Ebur, trying to sneak out: 💦💦💦

Adamas, like she’s scolding a teen: where are you going at this hour?

Ebur: …. A walk to clear my head?

Adamas: do you think that excuse worked with your siblings back then?

Ebur: … no

Adamas: do you think it’s gonna work now?

Ebur: ……… no

Ebur, quickly thinking of something else: ......hunting...

Adamas: Hunting?

Ebur: Hunting.

Adamas: At midnight? With your white, glowing ass? After we just ate?

Ebur: .........I'm hungry.

Adamas: Uh-huh

Ebur, bristling: Well! I'm a grown wyrm, I can do what I want!

Adamas: Oh can you now?

Ebur: 💦💦💦

Adamas: You're an adult but I'm still this group's leader, including yours

Ebur: Yes, dame. I'm sorry, dame

He does his best to mask his scent and keep his hormones and instincts under control, tries to sleep a little further from the group, is very careful on hunts and starts eating away from them when food aggression starts kicking his ass

One time Adamas finally approached him at meal time, throwing him her portion

"Here, eat up."

He looks at her, confused, "...I...what?"

"Just eat, kid."

He hesitantly takes it and leaves it near as he continues with his portion, "Don't you need to eat also?"

"Eh, I've eaten enough. Besides, I'm not the one who's eating for more than one right now."

"HRK-"

He looks at her, horrified, and she can't help but laugh

"What? You think I haven't noticed? Come on, you could fool your siblings with your excuses but I've had plenty of clutches of my own," She pats him on the shoulder, "Come on, eat up, kid. You need to put some meat on these bones."

He sighs heavily and goes back to eating, red in the face and a little awkward, unable to look her in the eyes as she's just observing him

"...If you copulated around the time of your first heat last spring-"

"HRNK?!"

"Oh, don't be like that, you're not a child anymore. Anyway, your due date should be in winter...not the ideal time to have a clutch, but we could make this work. You'll need to eat a lot if this kid is to have any chance of survival, though," She looked back st him, "...If you want to keep it, that is."

He goes quiet, his tail curling in close, "...I...y-yeah, I do..."

"...Alright, if that's what you want."

"You seem nervous."

"...How- how could I not be? I mean, all of this, it's...it's my first brood, and if they're due in winter..."

She scoots closer to him and wraps her tail around him, "Hey...you're not alone in this, okay? You have your siblings and I, we'll take care of you and your young. It's going to be alright." And she nuzzles him gently

Obviously they figure out the children are part root, but only some time after they're born

At least now Ebur has an excuse to return to her, saying she'd have valuable input on caring for them

That doesn't stop his siblings from teasing him about possibly wanting to see her again and being in love (they're right, but he's not about to admit it)

Also the moment he accidentally let's her name slip he's not gonna hear the end of it

Adama: So you want to return to the groove?

Ebur: Yes. I mean, she taught me a lot about rootfolk, but-

Io: Uh-huh, I bet she did. Close and perso-

Ebur, slapping him with his tail: ...Anyway. She told me a lot, but still, Amanita would kno-

Adustus: YOU KNOW HER NAME?!

Ossum: OHHH, LITTLE LOVERBOY IS ON FIRST NAME BASIS WITH THE ROOT~?

Ebur: You're killing me

God can you imagine what kind of pains in the ass these cunts were when Adamas and Ebur broke the news to them

Constant teasing and asking who it was

Ebur gets no rest

Adamas takes her little shits on a training hunt again

"Why do we need to train anyway? You've taught us how to hunt seasons ago."

"I did, but not with two members down. You need to practice now before your sibling stops being able to join us on hunts."

"...two...?"

"Yes, two. It'll be safer if somebody stays behind with Ebur when he's further along and carrying for his young, so I need to know we'll be able to provide for this family with two hunters down and more mouths to feed."

"...Can't I join your hunts anyway? You hunted by yourself while pregnant, didn't you?"

"I did, but I was also alone, I had no choice. You shouldn't have to choose between your children's safety and finding food. We live as a family for a reason, what would we be but animals if we don't take care of each other? I'm not letting you or your young live like lone nomads when you have us."

They also hunt more since Ebur needs more food, especially later down the line, and if anybody complains she's gonna cut that shit down SO fast

"I don't want to hear it! Ebur and the brood they're carrying are your kin, so start acting like it and have some damn respect. Do you think Ebur would be here complaining if the roles were reversed? Do you think they wouldn't care for you when you need it? We're a family, we take care of each other, in sickness and in health. Your sibling and his children need you. If that's a problem for you, you're free to leave and live as a nomad, but as long as you follow me and are a part of this family I don't want to hear any complaining, got it?"

"...yes, dame. I'm sorry."

"Instead of apologising to me make yourself useful. And treat your siblings kinder, one day you might be the one who needs their help so you better hope your words don't come back to bite you then."

Adamas is a strict parent but very much loves her family and it's so important to her that they take care of each other <3

She's a good mum, if a little bit hard on them at times

Melponeme, loafing in front of Ebur: ….

Ebur: …. What. Go away

Melp: im not touching you

Ebur: what do you want

Melp, loafing, staring: ……….

Ebur: ………………

Melp: you’re gettin fat

Ebur: no shit it’s almost like a have a litter growing inside me

Melp, reaching over to poke his stomach:

Ebur, batting: stop that!!!

Melp: how many do you think they’re gonna be?

Ebur: I dunno

Melp: probably like. A lot of you keep growing at this rate

(And then it's just two. Absolute menace <3 won't give him a break)

Ebur, growling:

Adamas: Dear, if you keep poking at a predator like that it's gonna strike

Melp: Nahhh, they're harmle-

Ebur, pouncing on her:

Melp: !!!

"Don't be too rough with your sibling, they're expecting."

"Oh come on! They started it! They can't keep holding the pregnancy thing over our head constantly!"

Ebur sitting there like >:3

“Well they’ve got a few more months and then it’s fair game”

"Oh, so you'd beat up a new parent and leave my children orphaned? How cruel"

"I'm not gonna kill you, you maniac?!"

Also once he's much further along he digs himself a separate den and slowly moves in there, it worries his siblings but Adamas assures them it's normal, wyrms prefer to be alone in the first few days before and after giving birth

"Are you sure they're okay? Can't they stay with us?"

"Pff, would you prefer to get growled at and possibly mauled every time you come into your den? They'll be fine, don't worry."

His siblings go out hunting and gathering more often after that and finally give him lots and lots of warm and soft bedding for his new den

"Since you'll sleep alone we thought you and the baby could use some warmer bedding."

And he can't help but smile and wag his tail

Wondering if wyrms would have a word for aunt/uncle and what would it be?? Obviously not auncle, since aunt and uncle aren't wyrm temrs

Currently they don't have any, anybody beyond your parents, siblings and young are just "kin"

Maybe they'd use cousin? (As in. Also use cousin, not a replacement for aunt/uncle. I realised I worded this weird)

Half of this is Ebur's siblings fretting over him and Adamas having to keep them straight and from freaking out KDBDJRB

“GET OUT OF MY DEEENNNN”

“Oh but we worry about our poor lil sibling!!”

“FUCK OOOFFF”

Gonna get hissy and pissy and Adamas will just shake her head and say she warned them

“Can we see the babies now— UAGH”

“-HISSSSS-“

Glaring at them from the entrance of his den before the babies even arrive

"You're so lucky I'm round and slow right now"

“Hehe spherical”

“Shut the fuck up”

Also been thinking about the delivery. This sounds weird,,

TW for childbirth, pregnancy, etc, and mention of near infant death

Anyway, his siblings would notice he stopped eating, only stays in his den, and would bring it up to Adamas

Her ear just twitches and she looks over at his den, "...Seems the little one will arrive any moment, then."

"Huh?"

"How can you tell?"

"I also stopped eating like two to three days before I had you or any of my previous litters. It's normal. Just give them some space, they're going to be especially irritable now."

Then one night one of them wakes up and immediately wakes the others, as Adamas isn't in the den. They peek out to look for her and find her just sitting nearby and staring at Ebur's den

"...Dame? Why aren't you in the nest?"

"Quiet down. Do you smell that?"

They pause to scent the air

"...blood?"

"...It's been a while," She gets up and dusts herself off, "I'll go check up on your sibling, you keep watch for me. Don't come too near, he's probably stressed as is."

She approaches his den and they see her quietly talking before she disappears inside. They keep watch as promised, though all of them are fidgety and uneasy, pacing and shifting around, trying to chat to pass the timd

After what feels like forever though one of them tells them to shut up for a moment and when they do they can hear very faint cries coming from the den

They wait with held breaths and eventually Adamas stalks out of the den holding bloodied bedding (to a group of nervous wyrms looking at her like 👁👁 👁👁 👁👁 👁👁 👁👁, almost makes her laugh)

"...so?"

"So what?"

"Dame, please-"

She snickers, "There's two."

They all seem excited, which makes her smile

"How are they?"

"Ebur is fine. One of the wyrmlings is strong, and the furstborn..." She trails off, swishing her tail, "They'll make it, if they survive this night."

The five visibly deflate at the news

"...Are they gonna...?"

"Only time will tell. Like I said, if they survive this night they should be okay. Don't repeat this to Ebur, though, they've had enough of hardships for one night," She turned to leave, "I'll go burry these sheets. You five, go hunt for your sibling and their young, they're going to need the strength. I'll look after them."

They hurry off, a hunt seems like a good opportunity to blow off some steam

When they return, Adamas shows them how to thinly mince the meat for the the newborns before she delivers the food to Ebur and his kids

That's pretty much the norm for the next few days, Adamas is the only one who he allows into the den so she updates the siblings on the situation and stays with him while they go hunting

The day after, after they made their hunt for the day and Adamas once again disappears into their sibling's den with the food, was probably the most stressful. The five waited for her for what seemed like eternity and immediately pounce on her for info like young wyrmlings the second she's out

"Won't you five calm your tails?! Your sibling and their young are fine."

"And the firstborn?"

"They're doing much better and seem strong. You can stop panicking."

Though they're less intense about this afterwards, everytime Adamas leaves the den she's met with five wyrms staring at her and eagerly awaiting any updates

"Do they have names yet?"

"Ebur said they did pick already, you'll learn them once you meet the younglings"

"UUUUGHHH"

"MAAAAN"

"Stop being dramatic, it's only a few more days"

The five also get an idea to make the twins little clothes so they can stay warm and cosy

They get to gift them to Ebur once they finally meet the little ones

One day, after nearly a week, Adamas leaves the den to see the five wyrms once again waiting on her and she sighs heavily before smiling

"Alright, who wants to meet the babies?"

And they all get SO excited, before she has to remind them to keep calm to not spook their sibling or his kids

They go into the den one by one, which is thankfully big enough for all of them, where Ebur is laying in the corner, curled up around two little sleepy boundless and purring to them

His siblings are just awe struck at the babies and coo to them, showering them and Ebur with so many compliments

"They look a little odd for wyrmlings though, don't they?"

Io proceeds to get very roughly jabbed in the side by Fossor

"Ow, what the hell?!"

"Don't be an ass. Obviously they're not full wyrms, idiot, they're going to look different."

Though none of them is yet to clock that they're half-root

They get the babies thick clothes so they can crawl outside the den (under incredibly strick supervision by all 7 of their family members) once they're big enough

"Ebur, quit grooming them! They won't combust into flames if they have a speck of dirt or snow on them!"

"Mrrrr"

Melpomene: So, how did you name them?

Ebur: The firstborn is Hallow and the second born is Amaryllis

Io: Hm, weird names for wyrms

Ebur: 💦💦💦

Fossor, readying to hit him again:

Hallow, crawling towards Io with intent to Bite:

Io: Ohhhh little lad on a mission, what will they do? Beware the big bad wyrm

Hallow: Grrrr

Io:*casually just rolls away*

Hallow, flopping down and looking at him offended before SCREAMING angrily to voice their displeasure at inability to bite and maim uncle: EEEAAAAAAAAA

Gonna crawl towards him with even more determination

Adustus: Snrk- Stop giving the poor kid a workout and let them bite you

Io: If they wanna bite me they should prove it by getting me the legitimate way

Adamas: that one has a strong set of lungs

Ebur: mhm

Ebur: ...Was I this loud at their age?

Adamas: Absolutely. The loudest

Ebur: .......oh

Adamas: yeah. oh. Little snot

Ebur: hey!

(Mean to him <3)

Just wait till they figure out the connection between Amaryllis and Amanita

Of course loverboy would name the baby after a flower LMAO

".....snrk"

"shut up. shut up. shut the fuck up. I dont wanna hear it. Shut your bitchass up."

Start teasing him that he is SO smitten and in love

None know just how right they are

He's gonna die or commit murder at this rate

Ebur being all "it's not like that, it's not like that" and then when he sees Amanita again they're all lovey dovey and cute

I think Adamas' group was in the groove for like 2 years so they did have time to develop a meaningful relationship, though it's still nothing compared to how they're gonna be in a few years KFBDJFH

Io: not like that my ass—

Ebur: Shut the fuck—

Amanita: :? Not like what my darling?

Adustus: he’s been swearing up and down it isn’t love and he hasn’t totally been courting you

Amanita, amused: aaaww my dear Ebur, so now you’re shy with your affections~?

Ebur, sputtering: Ami, please not in front of my family...

Ossum: AMI

Ebur: I BITE

Ossum: Yeah, I bet ~your Ami~ knows a thing or two about that, huh~?

Ebur: GRRRRR

Amanita, laughing a little: I haven’t heard you growl that loud since we first met my wyrm~!

Ossum: good gods y’all are nauseating

Adamas: Her wyrm, huh?

Ebur: NOT you too

Amanita, not helping as she nuzzles him: My wyrm~

She's having so much fun <3 He can't help but smile though

Ebur: You're...impossible, my darling

Amanita: 🥰

Adamas: So, how long have you been together?

Amanita: Officially? Only one year, but we've been courting for much longer than that~

Adamas: Oh, you're official hm? Ebur, you never told me you've found yourself a mate. Look at you growing up on me, my youngest wyrmling has a mate and children already

Ebur: My dame, please

Amanita: ....children?

Adamas: ... you didn't know?

Ebur: Hey i was suppose to surprise her with that dame!

Ebur: Plus, I only found out after I left, not like I could tell her I was-

Amanita, grabbing him: Darling, what's that about children?

Ebur: .... We have two my darling.

Amanita: We have children!?

Ebur: yes. Our...... time together has resulted in me becoming gravid. We have two healthy children

Amanita, shaking him: Show me!!

Ebur, laughing: Well, stop trying to give me whiplash and I will!

(They're so adorable it makes me sick <- Ebur's siblings probably)

Presents her with the two little guys with a big smile. Tells her their names and she kneels down to hold them both and nuzzle and give kisses and be so so emotionally happy about it

The rest of the family give them some privacy so they can have a proper reunion and Amanita can meet her children

She's so SO happy

Scoops all three of them up and nuzzles him, looks at them as if they're her whole world

"Oh, my darling, they're so beautiful, so perfect...I love them..." She whispers, her breath caught in her throat for a moment, "...I love you."

His heart skips a beat and he nuzzles in close and kisses her cheek, "I love you too..."

And the babies are gonna ruin the moment and squeaking in protest about being held <3

"ooohhh my little sprouts, I need to plant you in my den and watch you grow big and strong youre so precious~"

"wait like. Actually bury them??"

"A little yeah. They should be able to root I think"

"...hm!"

"...Unless they're more wyrm in that regard?"

"Well, they seemed to do just fine on meat, but there's no harm in trying other things. Maybe a combination will be best for them?"

"Oh dear..."

"Don't worry, my love, we'll figure it out together"

Theyre rowdy and like to run around and play

but for sleepy time they get to be buried in the dirt. Makes em giggle and keeps them warm

OH the convo between Adamas and his siblings in the meanwhile

Adustus: ...He's gonna leave, isn't he?

Adamas: Hm?

Adustus: I mean, with our group we can't stay anywhere for too long, especially in a small groove like this, we'd run out of prey. And a root wouldn't be able to keep up for long, they're stationary. And...I doubt he'd leave her, just look at them.

Adamas: ...He seems happy. It'd be good for the little ones to have both parents too.

Amanita, planting the babies for the first time:

Quercus, waking her up at ass o'clock after he sensed two new seedlings near her: 👀 👀 👀

Amanita: huh wh

Quercus: KIDS?? KIDS?? DO I HAVE GRANDKIDS PRINCESS???

Amanita: pfft. yes.

Amanita:

Amanita, internally: wait shit fuck

Quercus: oh hey that wyrm problem came back. Lemme drop by and see how my daughter is doing since im not busy

What a fucking reunion that would be huh

Adamas: I've heard you want to leave? Maybe you should come with us, then, it'd be easier for you

Amanita: Ah, but would you like to leave now? Because it's already almost the end of spring, I don't think it'd be a good idea for me to leave now, I might not survive winter if I'm not rooted down somewhere by autumn. We were planning to leave early next spring, if you'd like to live in my groove until then you're fully welcome to

Adamas: But what of your parent? Wouldn't they notice?

Amanita: It's alright, he didn't came by last time you were here for over two years, I'm sure it's fine now, he won't even notice 😊 (narrator voice he did notice)

"Hey sweetheart how are you.... doing...."

Amanita, with the family of wyrms just hanging out in her den: .......... Daaaadddddddd what a suuurrrppprriiissseee💦

Her just trying to cover up this fairly large family of wyrms

Adamas getting defensive when Quercus is questioning Amanita

Starts growling and pushes to the front of them

Quercus: Stay out of this, wyrm

Adamas: Like hell I am! I'm not letting you step all over my family or my daughter

Amanita: It's really not nece- daughter??? 🥺

Quercus: Daughter?!

Adamas: Yes, daughter, she's my child's partner so as much of a family to me as my own children!

Amanita's just trying so fucking hard not to get emotional and cry over this now

too bad Quercus is bristling at that

Amanita and Quercus are emotional over this but in completely opposite directions

Amanita has to get herself together to step between them before it ends in a fight

GOD. I AM SO EMOTIONAL OVER THIS. AMANITA BEING ACCEPTED INTO HIS WYRM FANILY AFTER THEY SEE HOW MUCH SHE AND EBUR LOVE EACH OTHER 🥺 SO CUTE

She gets to root in and do some wyrm watching with her tubers

Amanita, to the kids: look how silly your father can be. Look, watch

Amanita, wiggling a root:

Ebur: 👁️👁️

His siblings watching him paw at the root

Adustus: ...Dude...

Fossor: Good fates he's domesticated

Adamas: …… oh how the mighty fall

She always knows how to embarrass him in front of his family 🥰

Zooming through her roots to play while Adamas wonders how he inherited such weird quirks

Adamas: I should have judged my mates better, what is this...

Ossum: hey they're the only one Like That

Melp: yeah we’re normal about things

Ebur: Snrk- Yeah, just wait till you find your own mates

Io: I think you're just weird, actually

Ebur: At least I have a mate and children, you lonely ass

Amanita delights in how silly the tubers are. Truly the most delightful thing

Ebur's family think it's funny how the twins have been dubbed the tubers since they came here

But hey, it fits

I bet Amanita sometimes just casually steals her wyrm away

Just picks him up with her roots like "I'll be taking that~"

They're so lovely dovey it's nauseating

Even Adamas teases him about her swooping him off his feet

And he can't keep the smile off his face when he talks about her or hide the blush when they tease him so he really can't hide it

Ebur and the tubers also sleep in her den, keep in her tangle of roots.

The others can set up a den as they please

He at first set up a den near her instead of with her but it was literally abandoned on night one

It's his den in spirit

The second his siblings realise its been abandoned and how fast he's getting teased AGAIN

“Shouldve just saved the time and effort and not done that altogether.”

“I didn’t ask you”

Adamas: No, I bet they tried really hard to use that den but really couldn't help themself be apart from her, didn't you?

Ebur: ...grrrr

Adamas: Snrk, seems I got it right

Amanita: you made a separate den from me???

Adamas: case n point

Ebur: Ooooh, God forbid I want to sleep with my partner! You insufferable twats

Adamas: You’re such a fucking sap

Amanita: Oh but they're my sap~ And I think it's so cute~

Gets a collective "Bleh" out of them

The two looking over their tubers playing with Ebur's siblings

Amanita: Oh, these kids are great, I love them so much

Ebur: Mhm

Amanita: We should have more~

Ebur, sputtering: Amanita!

Io: HEY WE HEARD THAT YOU FUCKING WEIRDOS

Amanita: what? You didn’t think I was going to want just one clutch did you love?

Ebur: w-what—

Amanita, curling around him: I have an urge for my seeds to spread my wyrm~

Io, gagging:

Fossor: What the hell, you two

Ebur: Not- not in front of my family, my love...

Io: literally traumatizing. What is wrong with them both

The rest is pretty much just VERY half assed future stuff and this is long enough as is 😐 So like. Yeah.

[ostebee]

Finally I can share with all you my observations on the Higher Beings yeah!!! I'm not sure if this was noticed by someone but...

Let's talk about Higher Beings, shall we?

Disclaimer: there won't be Unn or WL unfortunately since they're not showing their abilities in full size. Also I count PV as Higher Being since they're basically a child of two deities. Hornet is in the party too with my speculations for Silksong.

So. We have four legit Higher Beings in our review: the Pale King, the Pure Vessel, NKG and the Radiance. Their fighting styles are pretty unique and have distinctive features. Let's analyse every single of them.

The Radiance. She's pretty skilled in the manifestation of things such as platforms or blades from the Essence. Also she have enough capacity not only to manifest but to keep them for some time (look at Nail Shower attack). Her main thing is the fact that she can initiate new attack before the end of previous one, meaning that the Radiance feels pretty confident within the Dream Realm.

The Pure Vessel. Yeah, Godseekers and etc, I know. But let's just agree on how they're focused and powerful. They can to manifest the Soul into the blades, which leads us to the thought that Ghost simply isn't that trained. PV also can to initiate another attack before the end of the previous one (right after Focus attack). Also they can alter their own body (Tendrills attack) which I think came not only from the Void itself but from WL too. We could to speculate that PK, PV, Ghost and Hornet are sharing the ability to withdraw Soul and we'll do it because who else could stop us? William and Ari? Mossbag?

The last one Higher Being subject is NKG. He's different like a lot: he uses Nightmare Essence and body alteration in the same proportion (uppercut — blade hand and fireballs, pufferfish — some kind of shield and flames, diagonal dash — body altering and fire again). The only pure attacks are cape spikes and flame bats, meaning that it's the most difficult form of his magic. NKG doesn't altering the arena like the Radiance does though. Does he have a skill issue or he's simply restricting himself for the sake of the Ritual is unclear for me. I think both of the sentences are equal. NKG also finishes all his attacks (thanks, bruh) and that could mean that he doesn't have enough power to hold two things at the same time.

And now the most delusional part. Hornet.

Yeah, she's semi Higher Being meaning that she's born from usual beast and the God himself. She shares some features with her siblings PV and Ghost: Hornet can to gain and utilise Silk which could be some sort of mix between Herrah's and Wyrm's features. My rough thought is that Silk isn't a manifestation but rather a logical addition or some sort of conductor for Soul which brings us to interesting topic. Could scholars of the Soul Sanctum defeat Silk issue if my theory is correct? Maybe the answer about haunting Silk lies within the Soul???

I hope we'll get the answer in the Silksong. And now I'm finishing my rambling, hope you liked it.

[xokaythebunnyig]

Hi, second post to tumblr, uh. And uhm. I like hollow knight, and I really like the higher beings specifically so heres what I think the lifeblood creature might look like (yes I know its humanoid, I cant draw the hk style properly :[ ) <- that's actually a lie, I just like to draw humanoid bugs

And uhm, heres a headcannon I have for them:

So I head cannon that the life blood creature/god is also a reborn wyrm but it came to Hallownest WAYYYYY before the Pale King and even the Radiance, in fact it arrived in Hallownest when the ancient civilisation was still around, and this wyrm(I need to find a name for them ;-;) died from void poisoning but when they rebirthed they developed an immunity from the void and even became kinda allies with the ancient civilisation. Btw I'm purely bullshiting my way through this headcannon because I know NOTHING of the life blood creature or any about life blood other than the PK didn't like it. WHICH REMINDS ME-

Abner (name I gave PK) can sense the the lifeblood seeds and the cocoons are the product of a wyrm which he can sense and it doesn't sit right with him(since wyrms are very territorial ig)

And that's why pk banned the use of lifeblood 👍

Also ig the backstory of the lifeblood creature/god/thing

Also sorry if this overlaps with anyone else's hcs cuz again I'm really new to tumblr, and I've only seen Lifeblood creature mentioned a couple times and seen approximately 2 art pictures of them.

I'm gonna cry now since this post is hella long ;-;

[grollow]

also, are there any ppl in hallownest as it is in hk grimm would dislike for whatever reasons if they met? (ex. zote, sly, the mantis lords...)

The technical answer is: You would not know it most of the time if he did. He’s not likely to be rude to anyone. He hides behind a façade of politeness, pretty smiles and head tilts and squinty eyes. He’s not here to make enemies and doing so is, in fact, counterproductive to his goals.

The honest answers are:

Zote: This one is because I headcanon Grimm as absolutely hating lies and liars. Zote is both. I cannot see him appreciating anyone who uses lies to build their entire character up on, who is so extensively delusional that he even begins to believe the stories he tells. I think this one would be strong enough that he’d even actively avoid Zote if he could help it, because it is in his nature to point out lies, and he would be smart enough to know how badly that will go with Zote. A wasted effort that is bound to cause a headache. Smile and walk away.

(Fortunately I do not think Zote would even register Grimm as anything worthy of note, so I don’t think it’d be an issue.)

The Pale King: The main reason I dislike a certain ship is this one. I will preface this as: I read the “dear wyrm” bit as dripping in sarcasm, not sincere. Also I know you say as it is, so PK isn't technically in it anymore, BUT HEAR ME OUT

Grimm as I write him/see him/headcanons is someone who thinks death is an important, vital part of the natural order, not something to be feared and not something to be run from, but also not something to be played with or manipulated. He has so much respect for the balance of life and death, viewing his role not as destructive but as shepherding in a new era, something that is diametrically opposed by a king who trapped his entire kingdom in a stasis in a desperate bid to stave off its death. “The Eternal Kingdom” as a concept goes against that natural order, and I cannot see Grimm looking at this and seeing anything more than a pathetic creature trying to outrun the inevitable.

Oh, I think he’d respect PK’s talents. I think he’d admire some of his tenacity. But his ultimate view would be “You are no better than that which you oppose: running from death and trying to wrest it under your control.”

Others may argue that his stance on the Infection is a noble one, that he’s trying to prevent needless deaths, and I’m sure that has occurred to Grimm as well – but it’s a little like shoving a bandaid over a stab wound.

I also don’t think he’d exactly view too highly the idea of using one’s own children as a sacrificial gambit in war. Even though I think he intellectually would understand that PK did this as a way to save his kingdom, even through great personal pains (and I do believe that the Pale King absolutely was agonized by doing it – I am a PK Died Of Guilt truther), I still do not think he would agree with it.

Ultimately, I think he views the Pale King as largely arrogant and trying to control things well beyond his capacities. He’s someone who believes that a natural order is extremely important, that balance is important, that DEATH is important – they’re juxtaposed to one another in all of their morality, and I cannot see him getting past it.

However – and here’s the big factor – Grimm I do not think would ever actually voice any of this to the Pale King unprovoked. He’s too smart to pick a fight with someone who he’s confident could best him (PK did best his sister after all) and he’s also of the opinion that trying to tell another god what to do with their life is hardly his place.

I think that he’d know, though, that he represents everything the Pale King fears by din of what he is, and I cannot see him wanting to spend any time around him as a result. Sort of “me being around you is salt in a wound and you being around me is a headache. Let us avoid this by not interacting unless we have to.”

Bonus:

I think Grimm would find Hornet hilarious. I do not think she would share in the sentiment. I’m pretty sure she’d find him infuriating and want to break his face. I think he’d find that even funnier. I also think he finds White Lady disliking him so much very entertaining.