#smol wyrm au

[godteri-takk]

He's in the bag ToT thats so silly

There were supposed to be more panels, but i kinda got bored so you will have to use your imagination for the rest of this. 

But hey, this will def not be the last thing i do for the smol wyrm au. I love drawing my bean baby. I have multiple things sketched out and i have a bunch of requests in my askbox i wanna do. 

[tokyoteddywolf]

Shadow Giratina on a string what crimes will they commit

Bebe Wyrm is full of Sin :D

[sweeneydino]

I LOVE LOVE LOVE THOSE NOODLE BABIES, FAT BABY SEAL CHONKERS!!! But I seem to be lacking lore? Is there a story behind the chonks?

Werenoodles, bigger noodles, smol bbs, and sad dads-

Its an au of @amevello-blue and @alicat54c Taste the Rainbow where the skittles are dragons and the girls are kappa :P

Original fic ⬇️

https://archiveofourown.org/works/60370822/chapters/154084849

Sh’Okanabo dug too deep in the turtles genes now there are fishy seal-ferrets-otter-turtle wyrms running around 😔

[akirameta84]

new idea for an hk au where wyrm = dragon (but their true forms arent gigantic like wyrms theyre just a bit bigger than the tallest bugs unless youre thk who is in fact a tad too large) but everyone else is still bugs:

PK fully expected the vessels, as his offspring despite the void corrupting their bodies and erasing their minds, to inherit the shape of his old/true form and not the buglike one he changed into to appear more like his citizens. so in preperation he had a special binding spell for the vessel thay makes it up to the top first, one that forces thk to take a more bug like appearence snd keeps them out of their natural form (aka the spell makes them look like a canon vessel instead of smol dragon)

it barely remembers that day aside from letting its sibling fall down, so much later, post ETV, when the seals of the temple release, it is very startled by what happens. the temple is meant to remove any and all spells present within if the radiance is gone. and it was not specified what spells in particular. just ALL of them. so not only is thk very injured and tired and confused over wtf is going on, theyre also suddenly a dragon when they were never one before

hornet is still cool and a half dragon half spider creature, and she knows via imagination roughly what her fathers true form would have been, so it is. very odd for full on wyrm in its natural state to waltz out of the temple the hollow knight was chained in...wearing its cloak with the same mask shape...and she was pretty sure her entire childhood that her father told her that her not-sibling, the pure vessel, was not at all draconic like her

of course little ghost (who is obviously a very adorable smol dragon) seemed to prove the theory that all vessels were not at all wyrms false, but she had grown up close to thk, and there was surely no way that it could have been hidden through sheer will (supposedly lacking one or not) alone

[nonuggetshere]

Obsessed how all of flower’s kids can literally fit into their hands when they’re babies. Maybe even only one with how smol they are compared to him.

Itty bitty babies with such a beanstalk parent.

Flower loves it and it gets em in the feels every single time.

But it also means they have a minor fear of trying to make the bed and absolutely flinging a child, unaware and unseen because they’re so smol.

SAME

Fun fact, it all started with Tally, and the reason for their small size and stubby horns was that while Sting and Spectre were born out of eggs, Tally was a live birth so I figured that biologically it'd make more sense if they had a smaller body size and less sharp edges to help with the delivery

Sting and Spectre were roughly twice the size of Tally when they hatched, and in AUs where Tally is born from an egg (which is really just 3 AUs where they're born/laid in captivity (coughcough Norel coughcough)) they're slightly larger also. HOWEVER, given Flower's absolutely massive size they can still very comfortably fit in their hands

Keeping track of these babies is a chore and a half, especially since as a wyrm they have an instinct to make a nest and stay with their babies in that nest. It becomes considerably easier to not accidentally yeet a newborn when they're moved to their own beds

[corni-the-flowercat]

Hyornet (aka that one character in hk whom I decided to pretty much turn into smtn else bcs idk she don't spoodery or dragons enough SO I TURNED HER INTO SPIDER/WYRM SPAWN FOR MY AU!)

Featuring... 2 VERSIONS!

Btw smtn ig uh... She does have wings, but they're like very smol so the way she actually gets around is through the silk she creates (bcs some spiders do do that irl). & yeh it feel weird to have Hornet (whom in Canon IS BALD) with hair, but hey if I gave herrah hair I gotta give her weird child hair too right?

she's pretty

[maythray]

Drew @normalbirb​s worm Steven for a warmup, can’t get this lil guy off my mind

[puppycharmz]

saw that @normalbirb​ said smolwyrm!steven would still have healing spit and i thought what if he fell asleep and starting drooling… ta-da!!!!

hes kinda vibin outside 

[daily-wyrmmy]

The white lady: hello my wyrm How are you Today? *picks him up bridal style and kisses his cheek*

" . . . "

[zappychinchilla]

'when the squad mom gets defensive because none of you got chicken nuggets'

Juniper (Green Diamond) - Me

Corrupted Baby - @corrupted-baby

Feral Steeb - @feralbeaststeeb

Smol Wyrm boi - @normalbirb

[i-fought-a-tornado-once]

fanart of @normalbirb's smol wyrm au. i love the boy

[normalbirb]

Teenage rebellion 

[ask-blue-mom-and-steven]

Steven, what’s your plan now?

Steven: Making the corrupted Gem release this Connie!

Steven pulls harder and harder, but smol wyrm refuses to let Boneless Connie go. Connie, Older Connie and Nora go to help him, but the only thing they manage to do is stretch her so much that they start to wonder if she’s made of rubber.

Smol wyrm, tired of play tug of war, lets her go, causing the kids to fall and Boneless to be launched into one of Greg’s car washing machines and comes out as shiny as a brand new car.

[deriino]

Halo theme song performed by 40 Stevens* in 1 bathroom (*plus 1 Nephrite and 1 AU Obsidian)

list of who owns which characters, in approximate order from top to bottom, and then left to right:

justinsbuzz from Archiveofourown (pre-Diamond days Obsidian) @pinkstevenau @su-skybound-au @artsycooky13 (connster Steven) @artsycooky13 (boneless Steven) @su-inverted-au @abel-quartz (Selkie AU) - rendering based on @rannvadraws’ fanart @fragmentedau​ @suau-grey @topazillustrates (Falsification AU) @kenji-arts (i am my diamond Steven) @ask-whitepearl-and-steven @pinkdiamondsearth @aftermath-steven @ask-suauwitchanddemons @hibiscus-steven-au @sucrackedmindau - Quartz @blue-diamond-steven @pinkhairedboy @axolotluv (shattered AU) @suau-reverted @lab-raised-steven @homeraisedsteven @perfectstevenau @pearlsteven-au @yellow-diamond-steven @sufaeu @feralbeaststeeb @sucrackedmindau - Diamond @acynosure (gardener AU steven) @reverse-monster-buddies - Kai @sucrackedmindau - Steven @stevenuniverseanewchapter (disarmed Steven) @normalbirb (smol wyrm, specifically) @cactusstevenausblog @theeldritchgemsau @beingmonsterau @a-single-pale-nephrite @corrupted-baby @suaugonewrong @reverse-monster-buddies - Nephrite “canon” Steven

please let me know if i missed any credits, and also how you want me to tag this if you own any of these characters.

there’s no rhyme or reason to which AUs i included – i just searched for as many AUs as i could find and could have the patience to draw – so please do not take this as an exhaustive image of AUs.

[bluwails]

Ive been real inspired by @chipper-smol 's au. I find myself snickering at Ghost/feral's antic mainly because I have young siblings and in my home there is never a dull moment. Child antics are literally my life rn and I cant help but relate.

So while on a nostalgic trip i was struck with this poorly written fic. And I hope you enjoy.

No edits because we die like men!

The time for rest had asserted its hold over Hallownest again as bugs wound down from the days toils. The servants and knights had quietly excused themselves to their personal quarters and the kingsmoulds that marched dutifully down each hall had slowed to a silent pace.

The white Lady had taken in the idea to walk the palace before retiring to her personal quarters for the evening. Dryya, her most respected and loyal guard, walked quietly behind her as she stiffled a yawn much to the white lady's amusement. She had dismissed her hours ago to rest but she stubbornly stuck to her and insisted on being around to protect her on her leisurely stroll.

" Your majesty, you need not worry for me. I will-" Dryya gaped stiffling another sign of encroaching sleepiness," -be with you until you retire to your bedroom."

She still felt fascination bubble under the surface as she observed her; a warm aura seeping off of her.

As a higher being they will never need these things like rest or daily meals. But they merely adopted the actions to blend more with the society around them. Just like her dear wyrm, Things like sleep were never on the forefront of their mind. They could spend decades awake and unbothered by the need. But they made resting a habit to demonstrate that one should rest after work.

Shuffling down the halls toward her favorite veranda befor she heard an unfamiliar scuffling. It was hurried but small. Most likely a small bug.

"Behind me your majesty." Dryya hissed pulling her nail from her side her alert instantly raised. As late as it was not many would be awake, much less in the halls working so fervently.

As they turned the corner they spotted two familiar horns working quickly with a brush and bottles of ink.

It was the feral vessel.

" You cheeky Sqwib! " she screamed shocking the little vessel. Their small hand dropping the brush they'd use to vandalize the walls. "You are at it again!" Dryya huffed indignant at the vessel as she marched over, sheathing her nail, and quickly bonking them between the horns.

" Do you know how you terrified the Queen?" She growled seizing their ink colored hands. " and to top that, you dare vandalize the white palace yet again!"

"Dear knight, there is no reason to be so harsh. " the white Lady softly appealed. "The walls can be cleaned and the ink replaced but the trust from a child cannot." She calmly lectured using a branch to pet the vessel.

"You are to lenient with them my lady." She huffed releasing them. Dryya was no fan of the feral vessel. Time and time again they'd watch and suffer their pranks. Many a time her nail was stolen only for it to be returned muddy or, miraculously, bent at the tip.

She was not the only one of the five knights to have their belongings weaseled from them and returned in less then favorable conditions.

"They are just being a child Dryya." WL cooed as she slowly squatted in front of them. "Soften your heart towards them. If only for me."

The knight reluctantly huffed again as she faced away. "Praise the Queen's endless patience, you little tyrant, you are saved for now. "

The white Lady smiled warmly as she looked the small vessel over. At this time they were meant to be tucked away in bed. The schedule their father made, though strict was optimize for their healthy growth. She suspected in full that the pure vessel had curled themselves into bed without a second thought, while their sibling ran through the halls causing their daily commotion.

In all honesty, she found their outbursts charming. Each trick, prank and shenanigan they pulled continuously showed her how lively they truly were. When they'd arrived from the abyss with their sibling, she lamented at their sight. Seeing them as nothing more than walking corpses until she heard of what would honestly sound like a farce. They'd barely stepped foot into the white palace before they entered a meeting between the dreamers, with no command or reason, and unleashed the most ungodly revolting smell. Shocking and disgusting the entire gathering forcing them to vacate the room entirely.

When her wyrm ranted about them that evening on how they indignantly, stomping their tiny grub feet and blantly ignoring him, forced them to clean the entire room alongside the retainers as punishment she could not help but laugh in an odd mix of relief and joy releasing a knot in her chest she did not know she held.

Looking again to the picture on the wall it was of clearly her dear wyrm. Her giggle chimming like bells as she observed it further. It was simple and childish as but it was an accurate representation of her wyrm. His elegant crown like horns now simple zigzags, their fangs drawn large and silly, with their tongue poked out in a not very gentlemen manner. (She suspects this is how they saw their father when they ranted at them.) It was crude, hurriedly painted, and was encompassed by tiny hand marks and had all the makings of a goofy Caricature and she wished she could save it.

"I see the throws of art beckoned you from your deep sleep small one." knowing full well they did it to mess with the king again. "maybe we should have Lurien tutor you to bring out your talents?" She questioned aloud watching the vessel furiously shake their head from the corner of their eye.

"Then what brings you from bed?"

The child twisted at their fingers looking down as they snuck peeks at her face.

They signed quickly keeping their ink covered hands slightly in sight. But It obvious it was something else. It was no news to her that they held many things back from them. And the curiosity of what it could be danced in the back of her mind, but she refused to force them anymore than they'd allow.

"You know you require rest in order to grow." She purred gently as she angled her small one's mask toward her.

Their mask tilted in a way that mimicked a pouty huff. Her heart swelling at how cute they were. She could not help but poke a small amount of fun.

"So you do not wish to grow anymore?" She questioned exaggeratedly tilting her head and placing a branch to her cheek.

They seemed to freeze at the and mull the thought around in their head. To her, this was the sweetest gesture. She'd remembered when the two vessels first molted and got their bearings. Though they thought no one was watching, she caught them do a small jig in celebration of their new body. Wiggling their newly formed fingers, touching their more angled faces and observing their budding wings.

" I'd say you'd want to." She whispered calmly retrieving her handkerchief to clean them.

"How can one so small hold such large secrets?" She hummed wiping the pink ink from them.

The vessel signed, a cheeky air to them as they flexed their arms nearly rupturing her heart from cuteness alone.

"Dryya please get someone to assist in cleaning up. " with a bow Dryya reluctantly left grumbling to herself.

"Now as much as I would love for you and to stay up and get into all kinds of mischief. I would say its time for bed. " She cooed admiring their clean face.

The vessel gestured again with more emphasis.

"I see." She hmmed making a show of thinking of what to do. In reality she had an idea of what to do. Somewhere deep in her memory was a song that. She could not remember the face that sang it to her but she remembers it working nearly every time. Ushering her to sleep. "Then would you care to accompany me on the veranda?" She asked pointing to the large glass door not far behind them.

Nodding they streched their arms up towards her. Obligating the gesture she swept them up in her branches as she walked slowly to the door.

she allowed small blooms to bloom on her creating a pleasant perfume before sitting on her stool already set up outside.

The vessel signed again gesturing at themselves.

Chuckling she squeezed them close to her. "Not essentially. You are of two pale beings and void." She murred quietly; her light warming them as they sunk into her lap. "You don't really need sleep. But its good because it helps you grow." She hummed wrapping her branches around them.

They gestured wildly again wiggling their fingers above their head causing her to erupted in laughter.

"Yes." She snickered "maybe if my wyrm slept and rested more they would grow as well I will be sure to suggest it to them later." Feeling the small ones shoulders shake in signs of laughter she hugged them.

" you remind me much of him in his younger years." She thought aloud as the vessel shook their head furiously. " well the both of you refuse to sleep on time so I imagine you two are similar in that sense." She mused as the small threw a small tantrum.

"Very well, shall I sing you something to assist you to sleep?" They nodded sinking back into her lap, placing their head on her chest.

As they sat, staring out into the lush garden and flickering lumaflies below she hummed a quiet tone shutting her eyes calling upon the memory.

Her branch rubbing small circles into their child's back as her voice trilled lyrics long thought lost to her:

Lay down your head and I'll sing you a lullaby

Back to the years of loo-li lai-lay

And I'll sing you to sleep and I'll sing you tomorrow

Bless you with love for the road that you go

May you sail far to the far fields of fortune

With diamonds and pearls at your head and your feet

And may you need never to banish misfortune

May you find kindness in all that you meet

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

May you bring love and may you bring happiness

Be loved in return to the end of your days

Now fall off to sleep, I'm not meaning to keep you

I'll just sit for a while and sing loo-li, lai-lay

May there always be angels to watch over you

To guide you each step of the way

To guard you and keep you safe from all harm

Loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li, lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, loo-li, loo-li lai-lay

Loo-li, lai-lay

Only the soft breathing and the feeling their body relax and their shoulders ease indicated they drifted off.

"Sweet dreams my small one."

Thanks so much for reading. In all honesty i have only played hollowknight for about a month and half and im already so invested in the fandom. (I'm still getting my butt handed to me by ogrim. Please dungy boi stop throwing sh!t at me long enough so i can hit you. You broke all my fragile charms alreday!-🥺😢) You guys are so creative and fluffy and have no problem hurting my tender sensibilities.

For those curious the song is called sleepsong by secret garden. I used to listen to it ages ago before bed.

[wayfaring-cryptid]

For @chipper-smol shitlord au, this is their art but the writing is mine!

Ghost never really intended to travel back in time shortly after ascending. While he was happy with his chance to grow up with his siblings and to terrorize the pale king he did notice his old friends were much different. Mostly not around but he couldnt help but think of them. How quirrel would react to them, where the seer was(they still couldnt find the old moth, maybe not born yet?) But he couldnt do much to change things now. One thing he never expected with this odd second chance was just how much their mother noticed. She seemed to see right through them, from how he knew more then he should down to how he held himself. He expected her to be upset or.. something like that but instead she was curious, offered to teach him how to communicate. Since then he toned down his feral antics(much to the kings relief) as he focused on his mothers teachings. His letters were wobbly but if he really focused he could get his thoughts across. He... was hesitant to tell her all he knew but he got the basics set. His name as ghost, not he isnt like his "pure" sibling, he... doesnt really hate the king, and he doesnt mean any real harm. The queen didnt push further but did know he hid more. He would say in his own time. He often spent his days pulling tricks but mostly spent it around the white lady. Then they had a visitor at the palace, xero. The name isntantly had ghost on edge, hand twitching for a nail hes not allowed to carry. While he didnt know the fully story of xero turning against the king he did know he raised his nails and paid the price. He may not be allowed a nail but that didnt mean he would steal one. So when his mother was distracted off he snuck. Into the armory and carefully scouted out a good weapon. Some too big others too small. This one too thick that one too thin. Then he found one that was like his old nail but more white then silver. It was clearly made of pale ore or mostly made of the rare metal. It.. wasnt perfect. It had some knicks and wasnt very long but it would do. Stashing it under his cloak he sped off. Zipping down hallways he searched for his mother, only to find xero and the king in a heated discussion. It didnt take much to figure out what they were speaking of. He slowed his pace and carefully walked up to his father. The king and the warrior paused to look at him but xero was not letting go of the topic. His words becoming more harsh and forceful. Ghost stood at the kings side, tense and ready just in case. The pale king noticed but didnt take his attention the fuming bug before him. The king said his piece, forceful and no room for discussion before turning to walk away. Ghost waited and was thankful he did. The sound of metal and metal echoed throughout the hall and neighboring rooms. The king whipped his head to look at the source, ghost in a defensive position and xero with all four nails drawn but one was stuck in the wall. It didnt take much to figure out what happened. The foolish warrior rose his weapon against the king and the vessel deflected the attack. The Wyrm had faith that his guards would come soon but wondered... where did this feral vessel learn that? He ordered that no one train them, they caused enough damage, so where did they learn how to so expertly wield their nail? Ghost stood firm in front of his foe, nail held to the side in challenge. Xero growled and threw another nail at the vessel. Said vessel reacted without missing a beat. He dashed out of the way and took his chance to land a hit. The pale king was in shock as ghost kept pace with xero and even started driving him back. He could tell the vessel was holding back but wanted the offending bug away from the king. When the foolish warrior finally conceded ghost sheathed his nail. The echoing footfalls of the kings knight made the said king confident to approached. As he told the knights to... deal with the enemy of the crown. When he turned to speak with his vessel.. they were gone.

[What you guys think? Not my best work but i think i gave the au a good shot!]