// I find it poetically ironic how right after posting this my health crashed (again) and still hasn’t really recovered. Not to get all real but it’s been in kind of a freefall for a few months now with no change, so it’s about time I concede that this account might just be doomed to be slow-moving.

// Hand over all your “like this for an interaction” posts 🔪 (Please and thank you. I’d like to get this account more consistently active by putting her into Situations™️ like I’ve always wanted, and spending so much time on Lantana has finally given me the social courage to do so)

// Independent portrayal of the Hollow Knight in which they're mainly Root-aligned. Heavily canon-divergent to enable them to be as close to a regular character as possible, but core story is still the same. ❀ Alternate-friendly and multiverse encouraged ❀ Open to all genres ❀ #HKRP / #MVRP ⇣

I wonder needlessly at the comforts of other bugs. Often those beneath the Citadel wear little more than rags to keep them from the chilled frosts up above, warmed instead by toil and the pools of fire below. Those who live within the great structure itself, too, rarely fare any better.

Please, don't give up. I want you to keep living for both of us.

Too short has my respite been, spent idle amongst family and friendly faces. I can delay the tasks asked of me no longer, tomorrow I seek again Songclave for its weary survivors in need of supplies no simple courier can deliver safely. The roads between grow thick with beasts enraged and desperate.

Too many substances belonging to this kingdom are disagreeable to the common bug. Already I have been made to confiscate mossberries and the purple blooms of Shellwood from my sibling, though it seems mercifully immune to the effects of both.

In a few days’ time, a new bellhome will be raised, larger than most. The cost in rosaries is of no consequence to me. This was a goal held long in mind.

// Hoping beyond hope to one day see a Second Sentinel around here (I just think they’re neat)

In time scarcely passed, circumstances for me and especially my sibling have improved beyond measure. The time may at last be that I can show it safely to Bellhart with minimal worry. I will travel there first, and see to it that the good bugs of the location know it’s of no threat to their lives.

Testing.

// sorryyy for the delays here. I have been too Hollow-brained the past week or so to sit down and actively focus on both. Hornet ily but your miserable lanky sibling still has my brain in a chokehold

// I couldn’t decide which bug to post this for so you get both; likes on this quote count for Hornet

// Solo: Reunion ft. @bellhearted.bsky.social The siblings share a few tender moments upon Hornet's return from an extended trip. Hallow recounts its first meeting with @volitate.bsky.social, and the two briefly reflect on the life-changing gifts they have received. docs.google.com/document/d/1...

[Solo] [Age Rating: All Ages] [Synopsis: Clive considers her feelings as she makes her way after meeting @hallowed-hollow.bsky.social, with intent to find @bellhearted.bsky.social . She meets with Eira the Bell Beast for the first time.] [Link: themidgardlibrary.neocities.org/clivebellbeast ]

The tasks which have demanded my attention in Pharloom this time draw to a steady close. Rarely is my patience tested so, though I do not resent their requests.

// Lace: (expresses even the slightest upset) Every Hornet in a 300 mile radius:

// Hornet is the vessels’ sister alright. (Ignoring nearly every feeling ever to play it cool and composed. fits right in)

( Even amidst the quiet chaos of recovery and restoration, this place, tucked away safe and gentle and recently rebuilt, is ever an easy one to unwind in. She stands, freshly warmed by the bathwaters within, just outside her bellhome, peering down idly at the bugs going about their business below. )

// It hasn’t been as difficult to avoid giving Act 3 spoilers as I assumed it would be (the warning is there mainly because of the setting), but now we’re veering into post-canon/headcanon worldbuilding instead so it’s practically all nonsense anyway.

The conversations of days recently passed have inspired me to contact the good bugs of the docks. Their terminal is holding steady, so they would ask of me craftmetals for reinforced warding bells in exchange for a camera module compatible with mine.

( The stress is practically radiating off of her. The feathers under her cloak are puffed up to an almost comical degree. But it’s fine. She’s fine. Everything is fine. )

@primordinations.bsky.social In this kingdom, the tasks are endless, especially for a bug who rarely tires. She scurries from settlement to settlement, tying up loose ends as much as she follows new threads; an exhaustive cycle of hunting, deliveries, gathering supplies, granting wishes.

// I want to throw Hornet at more characters who I know next to nothing about. Or even if I do know about them. She has such a unique approach to her observations and I can’t get enough of it

// Hallow: (so much as the concept of a sniffle) Hornet, miles away: I sense a disturbance in the force,

Again this feeling nags me. It may be time for now to return to Hallownest. I’m long overdue a visit.

Something feels… wrong.

Every day the bugs of this far-flung kingdom raise their voices in a new melody, free from the ones that once plagued them. The gilded halls high above resonate with the sound of their efforts to rebuild, even now. They are a perseverant bunch, admirable in their dedication, I’ll give them that.

The good bugs of the Citadel have aided me in producing a machine for logging information and communicating to those afield. But what a strange thing, allowing me to see the words of those even farther still.

// Independent portrayal of Hornet, as counterpart to @hallowed-hollow.bsky.social. MAJOR ACT 3 SPOILERS. Please proceed at your own discretion. ↘ Sister of the Void ending. ↘ Open to all verses, alternate-friendly. ↘ DMs open for plotting, questions, private threads. ↘ #HKRP | #MVRP (Temp. pin)