As it sits on the steps of its should-be home, handing the Round Bug tiny bits of fruit, it wonders why it was allowed to starve. Why, living in abundance, in palace and pauldrons, its pain was not placated with extra portions. It cannot even begin to fathom the depth of questions behind this.

The tiny Far Fields bug has not left its side in days. The vessel, thinking this fern-antennaed creature needed only sustenance and temporary shelter, had fed it, let it stay in its too-empty bellhome, and expected it to leave of its own accord once recovered from its presumed ordeal.

Some tiny creature of the Far Fields has taken a shine to it enough to follow it home. Defended on impulse by the vessel from being hunted by red-shelled bugs, the little round thing has been trailing after it like a duckling ever since.

Imagine tumbling into a hole beneath Greymoor. Couldn’t be this vessel. Good thing it doesn’t have the capacity to be embarrassed. Just walk it off.

Permission given to wander to them or no, it has little concept of what “other worlds” even means. And for a vessel given freedom, it is an expert only in shackling itself; as much a force of nature going wherever it might as it is a creature of habit, inclined to stay close to “home”.

For a self-proclaimed wanderer, it is not one to wander much. Even in possession of means to travel great distances, visit other worlds, scarcely does it leave the borders of the kingdoms it (barely) knows. A poor adventurer does it make, anyway.

// Replies here will likely come tomorrow once I get certain life/health things back in order. For now and in general, you can find me more active over on @branching-paths.bsky.social 🙏

// 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 ⇣

// Okay I know it's pretty quiet around here lately but I'm gonna do an interest check anyway An account for a major AU Hollow who's a lot more average-bug in characterisation than an introspection case like this guy: Yes or No?

// For a person who specialises in heavy or angsty plots I have like -50 willpower when it comes to keeping this bug from getting nice things. If I’ve joked about it even once there’s a 90% chance I’ll eventually cave and devise a way to give it something comforting

// I've played both games enough times now and by extension picked through their respective dialogues to slowly come to terms with the implication Hallownest fell, at minimum, multiple centuries ago. And honestly the implications of what that means for Hollow has been haunting me a lot lately

...... ...... It happens in an instant. Light. Thought. Memories--few in number as they are.

No cost too great. No mind to think. No will to break. No voice to cry suffering.

// The amount of Deep Lore™️I have about this bug and how it functions is frankly embarrassing. This is what happens when you leave everything up to interpretation, TC, people like me do their own extensive worldbuilding and run away into the sunset with it like a loon

// Bsky please let us add pictures to DMs already I need to send my friends dumb memes about my bug

//friend shaped 😍

// (Holding this up like a badge of honour) From the very first time I encountered Hollow in-game it was like seeing a friend I've known my whole life, and now it's my life goal to get everyone to care about and be nice to it too

// "little changes", I said, and then proceeded to spend a collective seven hours overhauling literally everything but the history section

// I gotta update this guy's carrd, lots of little things I need to refine and add since since starting here

@sunsetsol.bsky.social Years spent in a gilded cage, then yet more years spent asleep in chains, have left it ill-equipped to navigate the world outside, let alone one unfamiliar to it. Knight training and void instinct and a century left to wander a dead kingdom can only take it so far.

// Looking for more active accounts to write with! 👀 Give this a boost please?

The book it holds is almost too small for its hands. Something once empty, worn, previously forgotten—claimed instead by a vessel wanting for something to occupy its newly-found time and freedom with. The edges of the blackened-out pages are smudged with paint long dried, the cover scratched out.

// My biggest pitfall is thinking once a muse is on bsky, I have to have all character development happen in real time in some form (usually subtle posts if an arc is happening elsewhere, etc). There are SOME things I have planned for Hallow that have to stay that way since it involves other people,

It’s a fitting punishment for a monster. To want something so much—to hold it in your arms—and know beyond a doubt you will never deserve it.

I have already stood sentinel for one dying land. That role... I will never play again. POST-SILKSONG Hornet. Spoilers ahead. Written by Riley.

much of the city and sanctum is unexplored. alcoves, hideaways, dark corners once made for reading. each a comfortable place to sleep. some found, some undiscovered.

It hasn’t slept in days. A deeply-trained instinct turned caution turned destructive spiral of excuses keeps it awake—too on the move, too unsafe, too uneasy to let itself rest. Though its new cloak keeps it warm from the cold, the dense fabric does nothing to stop the overexerted shivers.

Having made its way back into the city days prior, it sifts now through parchments brittle and yellowed with age. It doesn’t know what it’s searching for, not really. Something to occupy its thoughts, maybe, or answers—even so far from the palace—about its history and the unfamiliar world around it.

what else to do after so much time in chains but to wander, and eat, and sleep, and sleep more without dreams.

music is very nice. good for peaceful naps. maybe too many naps.

// Feels like nearly everyone I follow went inactive all at the same time, it’s so sad and quiet lately. Such a shame

a journal for thoughts previously unallowed. to make thoughts known at all. frightening prospects.

meals are better with company.

hungry.

// Go follow my friend’s Lace 👀

“Platitudes, spider? From you? Don't be gross.” [Portrayal of Lace from Silksong] **Major act 3 spoilers** - Sister of the Void ending - Open to all verses, alternate-friendly mun - #HKRP | #MVRP

// Independent portrayal of the Pale King. Played as if still "alive" and interacting from the Dream Realm. May communicate directly or appear as a shade in various ways. ◉ Open to all verses, alternate-friendly. ◉ DMs open for plotting, etc. ◉ #HKRP | #MVRP | #AU (Temp. pin)

// This bug has three distinct “voices” (sign language, Dream Nail speaking on its behalf, and now it physically writing something down/typing), not including a fourth hypothetical one that came up in a loose-reality thread, and now I want to add a whole page to its carrd dedicated to communication

// Formal non-solo notice this bug now has the means to post IC in typical social media format, so the post key needs updating. Anything lowercase, without the OOC indicator or any {[brackets]}, is now just Hallow writing. Whether or not it /will/ is yet to be seen, but I wanted this noted first

// Going back to my roots of randomly posting introspective starter-things, refusing to elaborate, and then leaving (At least that one’s overarching plot-relevant)

It stands now for the first time on the fringes of Bellhart, silent and peering inward. Already it has been shown the lay of the town, greeted by some of its residents, and introduced to some of their customs. And yet here it chooses to remain, slightly more comfortable away from it all.

// The eternal dilemma of wanting more threads, but not having the brain power to be the one to actually start them half the time. Add to that the unique curse of my main muse being probably somewhat difficult to interact with/very niche. I did this to myself (suffering)

// Not an OC but still want to ramble about some of the things here please 🙏

// 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...

// Begging the developers to expand on mundane lore things. I need answers about the stupidest things. What do these bugs eat. Obviously the vessels sleep, but do they Also need to eat, even if as rarely as Hornet implies she does. Are they just energy-burners without traditional digestive systems.

[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 ]

// I don’t think it’s physically possible for me to write Normally for this miserable creature. It’s either emotional introspective flowery prose or nothing. There’s no in between (sorry)