#sorry hegemol

[vulturereyy]

Where Chivalry Went To Die - Chapter 3: Resonance

“Sir Hegemol. First of my Great Knights,”  

The water had wet the very ends of his beard. 

“First of his rank; First to gain my trust, ”

He craned his head upwards, attempting to escape the rising tide, only to find his efforts met with the runoff from a new gutter. 

“First Royal Tactician, Right Hand to the King himself,” 

The old knight’s eyes squeezed shut as the rain swallowed them as well, hands bracing on either side of the prison, if only to lift his head just a bit higher. “First of us to fall.”

Hegemol’s mandibles struggled to part as they were seized by the cold, drawing in a desperate last breath before the water claimed his mask.

“First of us to fail Hallownest.”

The city, the lights, the cries from the citizens were drowned out as he found himself swallowed wholly by the rain.

"What say you, to the people you abandoned?"

[cro-dinoo]

ok the real height chart

please reblog this version, bc i was today yo when i found out that FALSE KNIGHT SPRITE IS SCALED UP IN-GAME?!?!

WHY TEAM CHERRY WHY-

one of many height chart for the great knights n co

(not sure abt isma height, but the others' should be right)

[hkkingofshades]

King of Shades - 62

Sorry for the delay, folks! this page gave me a LOT of trouble for some reason & ended up taking nearly 2 weeks to finish. p sure you can also pinpoint the exact moment I gave up on the backgrounds, lol. these guys are less heavily based on their irl references since only one of them will ever show up outside of flashbacks (and we never see Hegemol outside of his armor, so there's not much to work with… based on the shape he might be a scarab/dung beetle like Ogrim? but who knows…). That being said: - Isma: Pseudophyllus titan (giant false leaf katydid) - Ogrim: Scarabaeus sacer (sacred scarab) - Ze'mer: Lepisma saccharinum (silverfish) - Dryya: Libellula lydia (whitetail dragonfly)

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[nonuggetshere]

Sorry to interrupt with 6th knight but what if the infected siege the palace and Ina’s freaking out internally because this didn’t happen last time

Also, funner: Hegemol having a Bigger mech in storage and busting it out for the occasion, just going all doomslayer on the horde

I think it'd be funny if Inanis just. Didn't know that Hegemol was a Menderbug and that his armour is a mech, so they're also going "WHY IS HE BIGGER SUDDENLY HELLO???"

[fungal-wasted]

The Great Knight are OK AU

Also known as the selfindulgent AU in which i give ghem happiness. So in this universe, through various shenanigans the Five Great Knights decide to expand on their group, but in doing so they gotta challenge their current views on themselves, their duty, and what being a Knight really means. There is a lot of adoption too, this is a happy AU.

Below the cut are a few headcanons I have on the individual Knights. It got kind of long so I will leave timeline changes for another post lol. Ah and many of these can be subject to change. I just like taking the two scraps of canon lore we have on most of them and go with my imagination c:

So all 5 came to serve the King under different circumstances and for different reasons.

Dryya

Dryya was the first, she was known as a fierce warrior, with an eye for detail and great speed.

She is a good leader and that's why she was chosen for the position.

She is the White Lady's favorite knight too.

As a quiet hobby, she likes knitting and embroidery.

She is kind of the mom of the group. A little strict but wise nonetheless.

She is the most well versed in diplomacy out of the five, leading to people to believe she is of noble birth, she won't deny or confirm.

Her biggest flaws are not taking care of herself and having a hard time to accept new ideas.

Hegemol

Hegemol joined after her. He was a common bug, but with a passion for mechanics.

He worked making the giant bug robot things you see in Crystal Peaks, but began using one as an armor since he thought it was practical. The Pale King was impressed with the achievements of this bug and granted him the position.

In a way it was his way to aknowledge hardowrking people and what they did for the Kingdom.

Hegemol is a really soft spoken guy, surprisingly, but he is quick to think and has a great sense of humor.

He hums while he works.

His biggest flaw is that he isn't great at social clues or reading the room. He will take things too seriously or not enough.

Ze'mer

Ze'mer was the third. She was a traveller that knew of many places beyond the Wastes. She didn't plan on staying for long but she fell in love with the wonders of Hallownest.

At first her presence was a bit worrying for the Pale King. Her existence basically meant that the mind PK granted wasn't unique.

She was also a strong warrior, being able to take on beasts without even getting hurt.

She could become a powerful ally. Which is why PK chose her to become a Knight to serve the Kingdom. She agreed, since it also meant that other outsider bugs like her could be welcomed in better conditions.

Her biggest flaw is that she avoids conflict too much. She doesn't like to argue or have her views challenged, and she ignores her problems until they overwhelm her.

Isma

Seeing that having allies was a good idea, the pale beings looked for other candidates.

She's a mosskin, blessed by Unn. She was a protector of the area, and was rumored to use magic drawn from a similar force then Unn's dream.

This basically means she has some power over plants and acid

She is often tasked with recuing bugs.

It was the White Lady who asked her to join. Isma saw a chance of benefiiting her people and being their protector and took it. She swore to fight for the lives of innocent bugs.

Her main flaw is that she can be condescending and thinks she understands people, even when she really doesn't.

Ogrim

I'm a little open for different headcanons for him. For this one I'll say he was a Colosseum fighter. A pretty popular one amongst bugs, for being both a champion but also a really charming guy.

He ended up regretting this life, he felt like taking down weaker fighters was not honorable at all, and hurt more than helped. He was also kind of rough and not methodic, which made him doubt his own skill.

So, after meeting Isma as she was on duty, he decided to leave his past self and start as a new man, training to be a Knight

He was welcomed by the King, both thanks to Isma's influence and the word that had spread of this defender.

Rumors say Ogrim is his favorite knight and they share a lot in common, considering they both left their previous "identity" behind.

Ogrim likes to sing.

His biggest flaw is that his loyalty sometimes blinds him, and his judgement can be skewed.

[alienpeppers]

assorted wips and doodles (mostly ogrim and hegemol dhfjdshfs)

[karen360-x3]

Bonding with the Hollow knight (in a AU i suppose)

[hollowknightheadcanons]

(I THINK IVE BEEN IN HERE SO MUCH TODAY THAT IT'S MAKING ME SAY IM NOT A BOT LOL) ok back to normal not sad things not the one i promised but i wanna say Hegemol and Marmus mama were divorced and pretty early into Marmus life. nothing happened tho! it's just Hege realized hes gay after really thinking about it and felt weird if they stayed married and those 2 continued to live together as besties to raise Marmu together :) - DWF anon

Cool!

[awful-little-goose]

Ok so I was just minding my own business and I stumbled upon a picture of these guys

They’re “dragon headed caterpillars”

And they reminded SO MUCH of @sometimes-hegemol ‘s version of Hegemol

And so, I just.......I just had to bully their account again with yet again some fan art of Hegemol.......BUT AS A DRAGON BECAUSE THAT’S WHAT WE DO HERE

So here, doodles

He protecc

He attacc

But most importantly

His pH low as

W A C K

[inksymerengues]

That cool comic that toke me 2 days page 1

I dont even now if im ever gonna make page 2 maybe if this get popular and i get a lot of spam but by now time to rest

[vulturereyy]

The Watcher dreams alone.

[yestheantichrist]

Child Hornet: Can we go to McDonalds?

Herrah: Go ask your mom.

Vespa: Ask your other mom.

White Lady: I’m simply too busy dear, go ask your father.

Pale King: Child, please ask someone less tired, like Monomon.

Monomon: Well I’m just as swamped with work as your father right now, ask Quirrel.

Quirrel: I don’t have a drivers license yet. Ask someone more responsible.

Hegemol: I’m sorry Your Highness, but I have duties to attend to. You could go ask someone with more free time about your request.

Pure Vessel:

Dryya: Sweetie I’m just as busy as your mother. Ze’mer would be the best to ask.

Ze’mer: I have a date tonight. Ask someone that, I don’t know? doesn’t get asked out on those??

Lurien: …

Lurien: We have food at home.

Child Hornet: I hate this kingdom.

[thehoneyknight]

Memoria, sketch pages 1-16

(Radiant Arc 10, 3.35)

Note: Excerpts of previous comics appear in this part. Scenes redrawn for ‘Memoria’ are labelled with their chapter and part number. No part of the canon has been changed and the only alterations are visual improvements (for example, a lot of Ch1 looked very simplistic in comparison to Ch3). Enjoy!

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Page 1

Honey- In The Abyss. The light shone down. Calling.

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Page 2

Honey- The light led out. It led to our future.

Pale King- ‘You are the Vessel. You are the Hollow Knight.’

Honey- The light left us behind.

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Page 3

Honey- In the dark. Without future. But not alone.

Alone.

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Page 4

((Ch3.3))

Honey- And alone. The Vessel returned. Blessed by the light above.

((Ch3.19))

Honey- The Vessel was false. It had learned of mercy.

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Page 5

Honey- Of love.

Argent- Bound.

Honey- Of regret.

It learned / to make mistakes. The future was broken.

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Page 6

Honey- We had to find our own.

(Honey- Future.)

((Ch2.26))

Argent- The Palace should be here! Now there are only lumaflies. Meaningless lights… A door leading to nowhere… and a guard made from void.

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Page 7

Argent- What happened here? How…? Can we make it up to you?

We weren’t good enough…

(Honey- to protect…)

Argent- …

Luma- (Tip Tap)

Argent- You think?

Luma- (Nod)

Argent- Let’s look, friend.

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Page 8

(Honey- Our names / We became…)

Argent- The Vessel. The Hollow Knight.

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Page 9

Argent- This statue… How many remember the one it commemorates? Did they have a name? In opening The Abyss they told us they knew they were imperfect. Do they believe they made the right choice? Did they have a choice?

Luma- …

((Ch3.13))

Argent- Sibling,

We’re here to say goodbye. The two of us are leaving the kingdom. Leaving Hallownest, and you. We can’t tell you that we’re sorry, of how we wish we could help. We have to do this. Up there, dreamless in chains, we hope you understand.

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Page 10

Argent- Goodbye sibling. Goodbye Hallownest.

Luma- (A familiar face / I don’t recognise)

((Ch2.2))

Argent- Focus. Focus. Focus. Why isn’t this working?!?! Raaa!! And now I have no soul left… …

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Page 11

Argent- Thanks. … This sucks. Focusing… That’s all there is to it… Focus. Out of everything this is the one thing I cannot do- ha! How is it so easy for you?

Is… Is it the void? You are more hollow than me… Is it easier to focus with a mind made from nothingness?

When I focus all I see is light.

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Page 12

Argent- But I’ll get there, friend! I just need to keep trying. Some time soon I’ll be able to focus, and then I know I’ll be okay.  Thanks for sticking with me, Luma. When I’m no longer bound by lifeblood, maybe I’ll stop holding you back. Until then, well, we have to keep moving forward.

(Honey- Will we be remembered?)

Argent- I don’t want to be forgotten. Like them.

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Page 13

Luma- Tip Tap

Argent- … Why should it be up to us to remember them? If only you remember me, what would be the point? We have our names- we look for a future- what else is there? What do the forgotten do? Stay in the Abyss?

How did they free us from that place? They have been in that Egg for lifetimes. Their statue in the City is older still… Far older than our freedom…

That light. Those blades. Their void. It was all real, but how can it be so… We are proof of their impossibilities. Was that Vessel no more than a memory? Perhaps that is something worth remembering.

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Page 14

Argent- Remembering the impossible. That’s us too.

False Knight/Hegemol- !

(Honey- What does it mean to be us?)

((Ch2.7))

Luma- (Tip Tap)

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Page 15

Argent- Yeah. It’s getting worse. We need to find shelter. We can’t risk getting blown off these cliffs. We’ve come too far to be crushed by nature…

Luma- …

Argent- What about down here…? A cave? Perhaps we can take shelter in here?

Luma- !

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Page 16

Argent- Ah!

((Ch2.34))

Mato- Taking shelter from the winds, I presume?

Argent/Luma- !!!

Mato- … Oh! You are very welcome to stay!

Argent- … Why?

Mato- … It has been a long time since I last had a visitor, (cont.)

[peregrineggsandham]

In case anyone was wondering how my mostly-blind Hollow Knight playthrough is going: I have full-on cried one (1) time.

[spoiler warning]

It was not when I fell into the abyss filled with thousands of corpses and their shades whose hunter's journal entry read Sibling.

It was also not when I ascended a tower of buzzsaws (I get that it's probably a metaphor for how deeply the king locked himself and his thoughts away but given that there are spikes on top of the elevators even in the real world I still want a word with his architect) and found a room of discarded void constructs only to realize where those thousands of corpses came from.

It wasn't even going back into the abyss, seeing just how down far the layers of tiny tiny bodies went and the horrifying implications of the Sibling entry "fragment of a lingering will"! It was not Myla's infection, nor the Old Stag's desperate words of hope when he returned to his empty and abandoned birthplace! No! No, I teared up, but I did not cry, none of those times! (Though the last one came very close, when his name changed.)

Do you want to know why I have only just stopped actively pouring tears? The catalyst for my gosh-danged melancholy?

Dream nailing Dung Defender.

Seeing him sleeping in a cave of dung with lumpy statues made of dung in the shapes of his (probably) long-dead friends, and an idol (which I accidentally stole, I'm so sorry) of the king he still loves. And dream nailing him and seeing that in his dreams he is still a knight of a living kingdom, and the other knights' silhouettes are clear and sharp in the background, and he is in pristine white and when you dream nail him again during that battle all he does is recite all of the things he misses about the others.

He mentions Isma - I've been to her grove, and seen her body. I think he loved her, somehow. And I recognized the armor of the False Knight in the silhouettes. Or whoever they really were, before they died and a maggot crawled into their armor. I don't even know which name is theirs - they are forgotten by almost all. Hegemol, maybe? The Defender misses their humor. I don't know his name, either, yet.

The music is grand, just like the first fight with him - but unlike the first, where it was almost hilariously incongruent (this dung beetle is flinging balls of poo at you to such stately music, it's silly and fun and he has such a jolly voice!)... well, now the arena matches. He looks noble - chivalrous even. In shining armor.

These are good memories. And he didn't seem sad, in that first fight. Far from it! How much of that is resilience and how much is denial? Salubra still thinks the Crossroads are a bustling town, after all.

And then? Then you die and wake up next to him, sleeping in his den of dung next to misshapen dung statues he sculpted of his dead friends.

So yeah. Thousands of dead probably-children? Awful. I sniffled.

(And admittedly stood horrified in the corpse pile to process what the king had done for a solid minute - to be fair, I'm still not entirely clear on it. We'll get there. This game drip-feeds story, I love it.)

Freakin' Dung Defender? Heartbreaking. I sobbed.

I haven't beaten the White Defender battle yet. Cheesy as it sounds, tears got in the way, we'll try again later. I do not care how stinky it would be, I want to give this knight a hug. He shouldn't be alone. Maybe he could move to Dirtmouth. It's nice. Elderbug is a delight. Cornifer would love him.

[nonuggetshere]

Wait a minute... I just realized that Lummis is Hegemol's godson?? Forgot his name (sorry buddy) and went to look it up and happily upon That information.

I don't think I've seen you mention it anywhere except for in that one post. So I must propose something (unless it's already been suggested): FAAF variant where Flower accidentally meets Heg at a small family lunch as his godson's tall lover. Anxiety and begging for secrecy ensues

(Also, does Flower know that Hegemol is their boyfriend's godfather?)

YEAH, for whatever reason I rarely mention it because I'm embarrassed by it and I have NO idea why. Like, oc x shipping? Making fankids? Characters related to canon ones? That's fine, but making my oc a canon character's nephew? BLASPHEMY

Anyways, WAY AHEAD OF YOU, I've been thinking about a similar way that Flower gets found out and it's always awkward and lots of bullshittery ensues

Also, they do not! Not until a few months/a year after the disaster that was their knighting ceremony

Lummis and his family just assumed Flower knew because there are photos of Hegemol with baby Lummis and his parents, but Hedge looked different enough that Flower didn't recognise him. Nobody in this AU can communicate for shit LMAO

Meanwhile, Lummis and Petunia did tell Hegemol of their new parter and talked about them, but after Flower told them everything they chose to hide their true identity from Hegemol along with generally pulling away from him (Lummis can't help but feel angry and protective over his partner whenever he thinks about what happened to them, he can never look at his uncle/godfather the same way again)

I've been actually writing a little fanfic of Flower finding out about this when Lummis ends up going to the palace with his uncle for work, but it's been in WIP hell for months

[stagbells]

Written Work

From: @pollyannam3

To: @teeteekaa

Note: "What's up Tea! Hope you're having a stellar summer so far! So glad to have you as my giftee this go around, cause you're so dang cool :-D!! You enjoy this and I hope it blesses you to beat the heat as well as these five are!"

Written Work under readmore

The blue lake…A very calm, serene area that was one of the best tranquil places in all of Hallownest. It was the perfect place to have a picnic or just a day by the water. 

Dryya fluffed down her skirt and sat on a blanket, watching Isma wade around in the sand. She and Ogrim were already dead set on creating the ultimate sandcastle.

Ze’mer was sitting by the water, gently touching at times to see if it would get any warmer. It didn’t. It was a vicious cycle she trapped herself in. 

Hegemol was straight in the water, armor left behind for a pool floaty. The menderbug spun lazily around in it, having a blast before just drifting off to sleep.

“Ah. This is truly peaceful. I could just…sit here. And do nothing. At all. Fantastic.” Dryya said, the last part feeling sarcastic. She adjusted her legs, trying to get in the most comfortable position.

She sighed, curling them up and holding them to her chest. She watched the others for some form of stimuli.

Ogrim and Isma! They had to be doing something funny! 

“So…should I dig a moat?” Ogrim asked for the fifth time. Isma tossed some water onto the sand, shaping a pillar. “Do we not have enough moats?” She asked, gesturing to the couple of moats Ogrim had already dug.

“We can never have enough digging! Moats are important!” 

“If you want to dig, just dig then.” 

“One more moat!” Ogrim decided, sticking his claw in the sand and dragging it along to make another circle around the base of their castle. “When you finish that, we can collect some of these shells and decorate the castle with them!” Isma said as he walked the area one more time. The moat flowed with a bit more water and Ogrim smiled on it! 

They both made the mound into a square shape, beaming as their castle blossomed into the land of their dreams!

Dryya hummed, wondering if she should join in on the building process or if they had it. It would be fun and distracting! She just wasn’t sure.

Maybe she could join Ze’mer in the water when she eventually got in. She began to observe her instead.

Ze’mer continued to dip her hand into the water, whining at the temperature again. 

“Hegemol! How did le’mer get into the waves without such a shock! Give your secrets.” She called, waving to him. Hegemol looked up, antennae lightly dipping in the water. “You just have to go for it! Take the shock and you’ll adjust!” 

Ze’mer groaned, touching the water again. “Is…that true? Le’mer is simply floating rather than being submerged.” 

“Here.” Hegemol waved to her. “I’ll dunk myself in the water at the same time you jump in. Then we’ll both be cold, okay?” 

Ze’mer hummed. “Can che trust in that?”

“Of course! We’ll go on three!” Hegemol put his hands on the side of the floaty.

“One…” Hegemol started the count. Ze’mer braced herself.

“Two…” Hegemol held his floaty tighter and Ze’mer shifted in the sand.

“THREE!”

With a “hyup!” Ze’mer jumped into the water with a large splash! Hegemol tried to flip himself into the water, but he didn’t move! He remained dry in the water but kept trying to flip himself over. “Oh no oh no-” He thought as Ze’mer surfaced, not looking pleased.

“Ah!! Waiiii, it’s frigid- it’s!” She looked up and saw Hegemol still not in the water. “Oh NYM’LIES!!” 

Hegemol waved his hands. “No no, Ze’mer I’m sorry- I couldn't flip, I- AGH!” Hegemol yelped as Ze’mer sent a massive splash Hegemol’s way, knocking him out of the floaty and into the water. “Waaah!!” Ze’mer cried, continuing to splash him when he surfaced. 

“Aaaa!!” Hegemol laughed, apologizing over and over. They splashed back and forth as Hegemol tried to grab his floaty again. Eventually, Ze’mer’s splashing calmed down and she floated by Hegemol. “...Le’mer was incredibly correct. Che’s adjusted just fine. This water is nice!” Ze’mer’s antennae, despite being wet, perked right up.

Hegemol flopped into his floaty and gave her a thumbs up. Ze’mer chuckled, splashing at him again to send him spinning around upside down. 

“Ze’mer!” He yelped as he went around and around, Ze’mer just happily swimming around him to make him go faster.

Dryya hummed. Swimming with Ze’mer and Hegemol could be fun too…but she’d have to leave the nice towel…and the sand is quite warm. The slight breeze is nice where she is.

She saw that Ogrim had finished construction on the last moat, and he and Isma were working on making the tallest tower they could now.

She saw that Hegemol was able to get himself to a proper sitting position to splash Ze’mer back.

She saw that Isma was poking holes in the tower to make windows and Ogrim tried to do the same but his claws were far too large.

She saw that Ze’mer could float perfectly on her back, using that to swim past Hegemol and splash his back instead of his front.

What did Dryya want to do?? She closed her eyes, trying to find the solution. She rarely got to relax so relaxing was difficult! She didn't even have to choose between the two groups, she could just lay down and sleep! But she didn't want to sleep!

Had she been just staring at her friends this entire time? 

Dryya sighed, she knew she was being ridiculous.  They’re just having fun! If she just relaxed she wouldn't be bored and maybe she could sleep a little. Just a little nap…it won't hurt anything anyway!

She took a deep breath, letting it out slowly. “Okay, just this once…” She whispered. “I'm taking a nap!"

She put her hands behind her neck and laid down. She breathed deeply once more and tried to allow herself to drift.

Her mind filled with muted quiet, and all she focused on was the sound of an exhale.

Peaceful. It really was peaceful. 

She could get used to this…

This tranquility lasted all of…three minutes. Three amazing minutes interrupted by…

“Oh, okay Hegemol! Here I come, haha!!” Before the sound of a massive CRASH! Filled the air.

Before Dryya could even open her eyes to process that sentence, a wave of water careened on top of her!

“AGH!!” She tried to shield herself but it was too late, she and her blanket were already soaked.

Dryya sat up and saw Ogrim resurface in the water. Isma looked at her in concern, as she looked pissed.

Glaring at Ogrim, Dryya removed a shell that had become stuck to her horns and stood up. 

“Hey, Ogrim! Big guy!” She crossed her arms as Ogrim started floating. “Yes, my dear friend?” Ogrim asked, almost innocently. 

Dryya ran from her ruined blanket towards the lake. She jumped onto Ogrim and they both started roughhousing in the water! Ogrim laughed as he threw Dryya into the water, but she simply swam up to grab his horns. They were safe about it, but Dryya did want to dunk him in the water for vengeance.

Isma, now abandoned at her sand castle, sighed. She put down the sand and rinsed her feet in the water before leaping in too.

Someone had to break up the fight…so she could take over and win! The five of them caused the tranquil waves of the city’s rain to rush around, and it truly made each of their days by the end of it.

One grain of sand and splash at a time.