#rain world x hollow knight

[forrksie]

Sad Moonie cuddling her patched up Hornet plushie 🥲💙

[mmmgoodart]

More of the Pyromaniac Parents

(comic)

Grimm did not think that through

Mild to severely mentally ill dramatic arsonists who randomly find children and decide to adopt them? Anyone?

[mmmgoodart]

Pyromaniac Parents all over again

artificer and grimm for the bugs and scugs pairs? :3

Ahh I've never thought about these two before, oh my gosh they're so cool together!! Thx for the suggestion!

[rainbowpancake777]

Here is Nosk Pebbles from the Rain World mod for hollow knight :D I think he turned out so cool XD

[shyrnons-ghost]

Hmm

Lesbians

[purerockerhk]

Hollow Knight x Rain World. The Sealed Vessel but deformed by ROTS.

[churrorat-art]

For the ship opinions I give: Lunar Constellation (Hornet x Looks To The Moon [Also known as Silkmoon or Moonet])

I know it's Rain World and Hollow Knight and not just Rain World, but it's the only Rain World ship I got tbh

I've never played hollow knight so I cant say I ship this but....YES.

They are in love. 10/10 ship. Nothing more to say about it.

[cristalthenarwhalpotato]

HEAR ME OUT OK

LOOKS TO THE MOON X HORNET IT'S PERFECT

They deserve to be happy damn it

A FANFIC CONVINCED ME EVEN FURTHER OF THIS SHIP READ IT

Also have some more doodles I made relating to the fic. I highly recommend it please I need to see this ship flourish i don't care if it doesn't make sense.

[prophecyoflunarflame]

This is a very important decision.

Choices 2 and 4 were given by @cristalthenarwhalpotato (sorry if the tag is annoying)

[prophecyoflunarflame]

Yeepers, the Goobers! Thank you for drawing my silly request :D

Also @depressednarwhalpotato here

Ship requests?

Can you draw Lunar Constellation? (Hornet [hollow knight] x Looks To The Moon]

The propaganda must spread. :3

Lunar constellation coming right up!

This is actually a really interesting ship, first time I've ever drawn hornet so I hope she looks okay ^^

[forrksie]

Broken Iterator🖤💙🥲

They/he are a combination of Rain World (Void Sea) and Hollow Knight (Void). Their design was based on Hollow/Pure Vessel horns (protruding bumps), same as their cape/cloak. He is a broken bean like Broken Vessel, but he is a happy bean, regardless his state. He doesn't have a name yet, he just is.🖤🌸

[mmmgoodart]

This meme with Arti and Grimm, the Pyromaniac Parents themselves

OG undercut:

[tokkiwrites]

Would you like to write Marcus Acacius x princess!f!reader

Marcus Acacius, a man that you're about to be have an arranged marriage. You are introduce that your father order you to: you are gonna give him a tour. Walking through the halls. He might be curious about you in your beauty. You two gonna go to library to explore greatness of books.

You wonder he like's poems. He had courage to listen. Then you're about to reach the book that you're looking for. Marcus reach it to help you. You are having a feeling that your heart beats. You barely turn around that Marcus looks at you The attention that you two were deeply loved. As he approach to you to give a kiss. The deeper Kiss that felt never before. Your hands an on his chest that he honestly pin you on in library shelf. They should got back for your father.

(Hope you will write it and thank you and have a wonderful day)

thank you for this request, anon !! my first time writing marcus, so i hope it's at least decent. hopefully, i did your request justice. • reqs

marcus acacius x princess!f!reader

❛ and so i falter through the spaces between poems and between lines. between the moon and the sun. in the middle, i find you. ❜

The library was a place of quiet retreat for you, a world set apart from the bustle of the palace. High shelves loomed overhead, casting long shadows across the stone floor, while sunlight flickered in through tall windows, painting the room in gold. You had always found solace here amidst the smell of aged leather and ink, where the voices of the past whispered their forgotten wisdom. Today, however, the quiet was different. It wasn’t peace you sought but an escape—from thoughts that had begun to feel dangerous, impossible. You found yourself distracted, your hand hovering over the spine of a book, barely paying attention to its title. It wasn’t the matter of governance or diplomacy that filled your mind now—it was Marcus Acacius.

He was older than you, by a good measure. The lines at the corners of his eyes told stories of battles fought and won, of a life lived with unending intensity. There was something about that age, the depth in his gaze that drew you in. Where others saw years, you saw wisdom, strength. A man whose every word carried weight, whose presence demanded respect. He wasn’t just another knight— he was someone who had lived, who had seen the world in a way you had not. That experience intrigued you, and perhaps it was that contrast, that sense of the unknown, that made your heart beat a little faster whenever he was near.

You heard him before you saw him, the soft rustle of his cloak, the firm, measured step of his boots on the stone floor. He approached without hesitation, though his steps were always deliberate, controlled. Marcus had never been a man who wasted words or motion. “Is this the one you’re searching for?” His voice was low, a rumble that seemed to fill the quiet air between you. He was close now, his tall figure casting a shadow that engulfed the row of books. He reached up, retrieving the volume effortlessly. His arm brushed against your shoulder, sending an unbidden shiver through your body.

You turned to face him, breath catching slightly as you met his eyes. They were the color of storm clouds before the rain, of forests unexplored, unfound, of seas and land all together— steady, watchful, intense. you were feeling exposed, as if he could see far more than you intended. His face was weathered in a way that only made him more striking, the lines etched into his skin telling of long years of duty. He wasn’t like the younger men at court, all eager smiles and polished charm. No, Marcus had seen more of the world. He was stronger in every means of that wordㅡ he was your protector. “Thank you,” you murmured, your voice quiet. But the words felt hollow, inadequate to express what you felt standing so close to him.

He didn’t move, and neither did you. There was something between you— unnamed, real nonetheless. He had always been careful, always maintained that distance expected of a knight sworn to protect a royal. Yet here, in this quiet corner of the palace, away from prying eyes, that restraint seemed to falter. “My princess,” he began, though there was something softer, more intimate in the way he said it now. His gaze lingered, tracing the curve of your face, his expression unreadable, yet his eyes spoke of something left long unspoken.

You both stood there, neither willing to break the silence that had settled around you. His hand, so strong and worn, lifted as though to touch you, but it hovered just shy of your cheek. A question hung between the two of you like a red string, one you were too afraid to answer aloud. Instead, you closed the distance, ever so slightly, and in that moment, the last fragile thread of restraint snapped.

When his lips touched yours, it wasn’t a soft, hesitant kiss. It was slow, but strong, a storm, like the man himself—filled with the kind of passion that came with years of waiting, years of knowing this could never be. His calloused hand cupped your face, thumb brushing your cheek as if he memorizing the feel of your skin. Your heart raced, each beat drumming against your ribs, trying to keep pace with the surge of emotion that flooded you. His kiss deepened, and you found yourself pressing into him, your hands coming to rest on his chest, feeling the hard muscle beneath his tunic. His breath was warm against your skin, and his other arm slipped around your waist, pulling you closer. You felt the solid strength of him, the power that had always been there, always apparent. now you felt it on your own skin.

You had never been kissed before, never felt anything like the way his lips moved against yours. He was unraveling you with every touch. You understood just how much you had wanted this, wanted him. He was unlike anyone you had ever known—steadfast, unyielding, yet capable of this deep, consuming affection. But then reality crept in, the reminder of your duties, of the life that awaited you outside this dreamy moment. Your father’s court, the expectations, the crown— all of it hovered just beyond the walls of the library.

“Marcus,” you whispered against his lips, your hands gently pressing against his chest, though you made no effort to truly push him away. He paused, his forehead resting against yours, his breath uneven. It took every ounce of control to pull back. “We can’t…not now.” you said softly, but even you weren’t sure if you meant it. The truth of it was unavoidable, yet it felt as though denying him, denying this moment, would be a far greater betrayal. “I know,” he murmured, his voice rough, strained. He stepped back, his hand slipping from your waist with a reluctance that mirrored your own. “But that doesn’t mean I want to.”

His words lingered, a confession left in the air as the two of you were left there, still too close, yet now separated by the burden of what must be done. You inhaled sharply, forcing yourself to turn away, to return to the reality that awaited you. But as you left the library, your heart still raced, and the memory of his kiss lingered on your lips, reminding you that nothing between you would ever be the same again.

[rainbowpancake777]

Looks to the moon winged nosk

I was watching a Rainworld mod for hollow knight that had a winged nosk as moon so I drow my version of it with Rot instead of infection and few changes , I love it

I might draw Nosk Pebbles as well with the Rot infection 🤔

[pippatis]

My very first 3D printer, which I bought in 2020, has recently suffered a malfunction of it's motherboard that would be too expensive for me to reasonably fix. As a result, I've decided to say goodbye to the old machine.

Never let it be said that I am not a sentimental person, though, because I felt compelled to memorialize it in the form of it's very own miniature 3D printed replica.

Thought it would also be fitting to have my first Pure Vessel, who was nearly all printed on that machine, pay homage to it as well.

Please join me in saying goodbye to my old X-Maker. You got me into this hobby. Printed so many Hollow Knight parts in your time, made so many of my customers happy. You will be missed.

I also wanted this post to be a sort of update for those of you who have been watching my Etsy. I'm going to be out of town for the remainder of June, and possibly the beginning part of July too, so I won't be selling any physical figures during at least that amount of time. I realize that I have been releasing new figures extremely slowly, and I've wanted to rectify that for a while now.

That is why I likely won't be selling any printed figures until I have a new one, or multiple, to include in my lineup. The death of my first printer has luckily spurred some motivation in me to 3D model once again, and I've been working on some personal projects aside from this tiny one. But after that, I'm going to do my damnedest to make some more Hollow Knight figures. Might branch off into Rain World territory as well, but I'm not totally sure yet.

Rest assured, I'll be working on it. Thank you all for your patience.

[vynnyal]

Cursed thought of the day: shipping hollow knight and rain world's diseases / diseased with each other. Rot x Infection. Void yuri. PK x 5P. Radiance x Saint. The options are endless