#voidgivenheart

[ascarletflame]

@voidgivenheart

Grimm hasn't explored much of the Cotes ward. Why not? He's bored, and there's a weird forest. It sounds like a fine Friday night to him.

When he goes further in, he immediately notices the strange winged flesh creatures fleeing and avoiding him, which amuses the Troupe Master. Were they scared? Actually, he notices even more animals and things dashing off into the distance, but it's not until Grimm's own heart starts pulsing faster that he realizes they might be evading something else.

What is nearby that could evoke a reaction from him? The idea only excites him further, and Grimm pushes farther into the woodland until something ahead is so dark, as if it were absorbing light, that it reminds him of the deepest abyss. He looks up.

Lord of Shades, the nightmare god's mind echoes in remembrance of legends he'd read and heard.

...Wait! Didn't Hornet say... the vessel, different form...?

“M... My friend?” Grimm calls out to the being. Did they remember him?

[kisorashi]

       @voidgivenheart​  🌠 SC

djeeta rarely had this problem, even when she lived in a realm with races and beings that easily dwarf her in size they were dressed in a way she wouldn’t run into them. so she honestly believed that she found a dark secret passage leading to a place she hadn’t discovered yet, instead she bumped into a large shadow, causing her balance to teeter slightly as she looked up to discover a tall being. 

“I’m sorry!” she said. “I hope I didn’t hurt you in some way.”

[temperedwithgods]

Affinity Chart Update: @voidgivenheart​

“What’s this?” Shulk tilted his head and stared at the inky darkness. He’d never seen anything like it; even the caves he’d been in hadn’t been this dim. Weirder still, the black spot was much darker than anything around it and had defined edges.

Shulk reached forward. He wanted to touch it, to see if he could touch it, but he suddenly froze. The darkness seemed to have horns and eyes like an animal. Shulk knew very well even at four-years-old that walking up to potentially dangerous creatures was a good way to get a little Homs killed. Still frozen with his arm out, he dared not move. Instead, he tried calling out to them.

“It’s okay,” he said quietly in what he hoped was a soothing voice. “I just want to be your friend.”

[thelostvessel]

@voidgivenheart​

The void had always been a comforting thing to the Broken Vessel, even when xey had been locked away trying to find an escape to the seemingly endless Abyss. After all, they were made of void; it would be hard for xem to not find the darkness that was a core part of xyr being to be of some comfort.

Still, this was unusual. The creature standing before xem seemed unrecognizable, and yet all at once, xey felt familiar. Too familiar. It was almost eerie, leaving the vessel strangely on-guard despite their inner feelings telling xem that, whoever or whatever this was, xey were trustworthy.

They took out their wooden sword and clacked it against the ground a few times just to get the thing’s attention, as the void-being had been looking the other way, and with xyr size difference it would likely be easy to miss the vessel. They sheathed the meek weapon just as quickly as they had drawn it though, holding xyr hands up to show they meant no harm before beginning to sign.

‘I know you. Why do I know you? Who are you?’

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @VOIDGIVENHEART // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| EYES twinkle with starlight, joy blooming within them. Fingers reach out towards the creature at his side, as if begging him to follow. Siebren has been excited to meet the other outside of the horrible situation that once brought them together. The Boardwalk may not be the best of locations to convene, but bright eyes are positively EAGER to consume the sights and sounds of the joyous occasion. ❝Are you okay with this?❞ He finally asks. ❝Here I am so excited to share these festivities with you and I didn't even BOTHER to ask!❞

[wovensentinel]

@voidgivenheart said: comfort - drabble

Hornet sits in a room at the top of the Tower of Love. The city is mostly abandoned, but she still had to pay for a night here. Not that she minds, of course. She only came here because she had Geo to blow.

She's ordered herself room service and a bottle of wine to enjoy for the night. She'd enjoyed the meal and had originally been drinking out of a glass, but has since given up on the classiness of it all and has resorted to drinking straight from the bottle. She stares down at the city, at all the buildings below her. This place is one of comfort, of luxury. In its heyday, bugs would come in couples to unwind for a night here. Pairs of bugs in love... pairs of bugs that had each other. Hornet's never thought too much about romance, but... Looking over the bed she sits on now, clearly made for a couple to spend a night together on... She can't help but feel at least a little lonely.

Who would she have even come here with had the she opportunity? She doesn't make many friends, let alone romantic interests. Her mind skips over many people, before settling on one. Someone she'd wished to put out of her mind. She shakes her head, willing the memory away, but it persists. Someone who'd cared for her, and... had she cared back? Or was it too late by the time she had realized her feelings? Hell, she's still realizing her feelings, and would be for a long time. But it changes nothing now. She's here, by herself. Alone.

Who could blame her, though? The world is dead. The rain falls through cracks in the ceiling onto dead buildings full of dead bugs in the dead capital of the dead kingdom. But Hornet persists, somehow. Somehow.

Hornet corks the bottle again. She's had enough for one night. Her thoughts are beginning to get away from her, which is the last thing she needs right now. She winces as she reaches to put it up on a shelf, twisting in a certain way that upsets her shoulder– no, just her side now. It doesn't matter. It hurts.

She sighs, pulling back the blankets and climbing into her bed. She's gotten a little more used to sleeping in beds as of late, but she knows that as of tomorrow, she'll need to go back to roughing it in the wild again. She'll sleep a million more nights in caves or under trees. She doesn't mind. She's alive, isn't she? That's all that matters.

She turns off the light, snuggling deeper under the covers. She'll enjoy the simple comforts of wine and a bed to sleep in tonight. And tomorrow, she'll wake up and fight like she's always done.

[isolaradiale]

Hi! I would like to re-app the Shadelord of Hollow Knight!

Welcome back to scenic Isola Radiale, Shadelord!

You’ll be staying in CONDO 421.

You’ll retain everything you had in your previous stay.

Have a nice time! :)

– ⋆ δ Caeli

[rainonglass]

☭ if you want

Send ☭ for a vs. battle quote to your muse  (accepting!)

   Battle Theme: Little Ghost

   Battle intro: You’d like a spar? I’ve seen your prowess already, my friend, and I doubt I’ll be much match. That said, I must confess - I’d love to experience it for myself. Show me something remarkable!

   Victory: Don’t be discouraged. Perhaps your loss lies in your blade? It’s a fine weapon, but it could use sharpening.

   Defeat: Very well done! To watch you battle is one thing, but to stand at the end of your blade is quite another. Such skill you possess. if you keep your wits about you, the challenges ahead should hardly prove a match for you.

   Assist: Ah, your little flying friend! Any chance it keeps its teeth to itself?

   Taunt: Here, dodge now!

   Reacting to Taunt: I don’t think you’ve time for gestures in a battle!

   Tie: What a match! Tell me if you’d like to try again - it’s bad practice to keep things unfinished, yes?

   Perfect Victory: ... You are trying, yes?

[devilsmarksman]

STARTER CALL | @voidgivenheart

After being locked in the facility for as long as he has, Der Freischutz was used to seeing strange sights and at this point nothing would phase him. However, he was surprised to see a massive shadowy being similar to himself in a populated place like this. Not many seemed to mind it though, it must be a pretty common occurrence here on the island. It made a somewhat warm feeling well up in the shade’s core, he was happy to see it getting the chance to roam free. Back home, the corporation would’ve grabbed it up and locked it away without a word.

He felt a sense of solidarity with it, being that they were both of shadows. Feeling a bit more social than usual and very curious, he glided his way over to the Shade Lord. Could it talk? He wasn’t entirely sure, or what he would even say to it. He opted to just looking it over for now, feeling at ease despite its intimidating appearance.

[thefinitewitch]

@voidgivenheart

“..... Oh, there is one.”

She approaches this odd stranger with delicacy. She’s never seen someone choose to take such an unorthodox form before. Frankly, she’s a little bit interested. 

“I can tell just by looking. You also hold some sort of magic. Don’t worry, I am not your enemy. I’m just curious... Who are you? What memories do you have of this place?”

[opticallyenhanced]

@voidgivenheart​ liked for an event starter

“I suggest you get to cover if you want to live longer.”

Shalem quietly whispered his words, the sound of foot steps filling his ears as he clutched his rifle. Although he wasn’t too sure how much it’d take to bring down one of the bigger beasts, the assassin wasn’t too keen on finding out in such a disadvantaged state.

“Better hide quick, I hear one of those beasts around here...”

[ascarletflame]

@voidgivenheart

“Ghost!”

Grimm runs up to the mass of void that stands before him. He'd been looking for them for a while, wondering where the now so large vessel could have been lurking. But now that the moth finds them... well, he realizes he doesn't actually want to have this conversation.

“...Ah. I just need to let you know about something; I won't take up much of your time... Would that be alright?”

Such timid words, unlike the Troupe Master's boisterous self. He stands up straight and looks over to the side, almost like he can’t face his friend.

“I did some thinking. If... you happen to see my child again... it’s best that I not meet him again. It’s... better for him, that way. You will... make sure he is safe, yes?”

[holidayofiuco]

Oh! Here comes the Shadelord, causally poking around. After nudging her a few times, they held up their paper. 'Presents? What is Present?'

☆☆☆ Looking at the creature’s paper, she took out her own and scribbled something on it, before taping it to his head. She’d merely written ‘Shadelord’, scratched out the ‘Shade’, and written ‘Edge’ over top. “For the holidays I now dub you Edgelord.”

[temperedwithgods]

Affinity Chart Update: @voidgivenheart​

He definitely should have dug out his apartment earlier than this. With his priority having been to help out his neighbors first, he’d neglected his own door which was now buried deep under the snow. And more just kept falling.

The only way into his house now would be through the window. The problem was that the crystal was surprisingly hard to climb. His hands were covered with scrapes from his previous attempts.

Suddenly, he felt like he was being watched. 

Drawing his Monado, he spun around quickly... only to be met by Dante’s silhouette. Sighing with relief, he sheathed the sword across his back alongside his diamondized street sign and walked forward to meet the god.

“Sorry, Dante! I thought you might have been one of those monsters I’ve been hearing about.” He looked closer, but it was hard to tell if Dante was hurt or not when their body was entirely pitch black. “Are you and your... siblings alright?”

[envymachine]

@voidgivenheart

Darrell had known for a while that the eclipse meant new arrivals, and this time he decided that, heck-- why not check that out? He was past hope that someone he knew would appear at the edge of the hole, but that didn’t make it less interesting.

One person(?) caught his attention very quickly. He wasn’t familiar with them, not remotely-- they looked otherworldly in a way that made him uneasy. Back home, it was just good thinking to be cautious around mysterious magical stuff. Still... something so shadowy and menacing would probably have some chance of being evil, right? He could be cautious and still try to make their acquaintance. “Hey, over here!” 

He trotted over, holding out his business card and flashing a polite (albeit toothy) smile.

[sterrenlied]

🎶 | @VOIDGIVENHEART // STARTER CALL

✧*:･ﾟ| A lack of courtesy befalls him. WIDE, dumbfounded eyes, grey with a hint of lilac, DREAMY as a spring sky —— head tilts at an angle, and the creature's aura is HARSH bouncing inside his skull. ❝How … CURIOUS … ❞ is his quiet utterance, STARLIGHT dancing upon his fingertips in locked up corners of his mind. Unwavering as he floats, he forgets the apocalypse for a long moment, and only when he hears the footsteps of a third does his shoulders and back go rigid and stiff — ❝On your LEFT,❞ he says, snapping out of his thoughts as a large creature lumbers towards the curious void beast.