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xreader fic is so inherently healing like

do you love yourself? no? that's okay this character you love loves you back. are you kind? that is why they love you. are you patient? that is why they love you. are you a coward are you shy are you brave are you bold are you bratty? that is why they love you. you are loved and you will not be punished for seeking love. you are loved and you will find it here in these words.

do you love yourself yet? no? that's okay this character can love you until you do. this character will point out the few traits you can relate with yourself (your smile, your laugh, you brattiness, your whimsy, your strength, your sorrow) and tell you that they love that about you until one day you can love it, if not yourself, too.

do you love yourself yet? no? but you're starting to accept that you can be loved? that there is something in you- your awkwardness, your bashfulness, your straightforward mind, you ability to heal, your ability to fight- that someone could look at and learn to adore? well done. you're right, this character does see that and adore it. you may not love yourself just now, just yet, but now you see right? That there is something to love in you?

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hi! first of all, I love your writing! could you maybe do some Quirrel x human reader headcannons?? I can't get enough of this sweet bug<3

Love this lil bean man

Quirrel

Humans are so strange to him. He's only ever seen you, but there is so much about you that is fascinating. You're all soft and squishy, but unlike most soft and squishy stuff in the bug world, you have bones. You have fur of all weird lengths that you groom all the time (yet never provides enough insulation when you need it). You're so soft that the clothes that would be considered luxuries for nobles are bare minimum requirements to protect yourself. It's so different!

Loves listening to you, even when you're talking about nothing at all. Please tell him this niche thing you've been dying to info dump about! If he doesn't understand it or needs further context he'll ask more questions till he gets it.

He's definitely on the more relaxed and calm side when it comes to romance though. His perfect date is just a nice quite night spent in a beautiful place you two haven't seen before, cuddling and telling stories till you get tired enough to turn in for the night.

Sometimes he'll just hold you hand and admire it, flexing your fingers and feeling how the tendons stretch and the bones shift underneath your skin. He'll do similar things to other limbs or parts but the most common is the hands since they're right there.

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I NEED TO SAY IT!! thank you for this blog and I am so happy you came back to it and are going to continue writing stuff for hk!! 🥺🥺

you are seriously feeding me cause there aren't that many active x reader hk blogs that i've found so ily (platonic)

Love you too my god

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Master List

Rules to request

Headcanons

Little Ghost Friendship

Little Ghost and Grimmchild Adoption

Father Figure Collector & Shade Reader

Collector/Butterfly Reader

Hornet/Reader

Tiso & Human Reader

Quirrel Comfort

Quirrel/Human Reader

Zote/Reader

THK Headcanons

The Hunter/Human Reader

Mato and Hive Knight/Ladybug Male Reader

Yandere Grimm/reader

Scenarios

THK/Reader (Feel Good au)

THK/Reader (Feel Good au Part 2)

THK & Past Servant Reader

THK/Reader (New Cloak drabble)

THK meets Reader standing outside the Black Egg

THK/Reader Confession

Guardian THK/Reader

THK/Reader who recovered from cancer

THK & Replacement Reader

THK/Voidsick Reader

Grimm/Flirty Reader

Grimm & Caretaker Reader

Grimmchild & Reader

Hornet/Sleepy Reader

Mato & Pupil Vessel Reader

Mato & Pupil Vessel Reader Part 2

Shade Siblings & Vessel Reader

Zote/Reader

Tiso & Mourning Reader

Reader tries to befriend Divine

Nosk Kidnapping Reader

Godseekers & Ascending Reader

The Five Knights & Snail Shaman Reader

Pale king/Reader (bug tank au)

Reader bring the Pale King a Delicate Flower

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Great seeing you back around. Hollow knight is such a great game, and I wanna let you know, you're really doing the scribe's work here with all this stuff that you write. Also I swear normally I word better than this.

Y'ALL I

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i really wanna reblog your works but. im so afraid of people judging me :(((((((( im so sorry /gen

however i do want to say that your writing is amazing and i really enjoy reading what you write!!!!! /gen :D

Thank you so much! It means a lot that anyone is still even looking at this blog I pretty much abandoned for so long I posted my rules in 2019 holy crap this blog is old

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The Hollow Knight X Reader

They weren’t sure why you did the things you do. Under every category, they were a failure, a burden, something to be tossed out like anything else without use or purpose.

Yet you had found them, carapace warped and mangled, and decided to take them in. They had passed out from exhaustion in some random part of Hallownest and you somehow got them all the way back to your home. You  feed them, bandaged their wounds, helped them out of their old carapace when they finally molted and assisted them in relearning how to function again.

You two had even made a small code of one handed signals just so they could speak without a voice. It wasn’t perfect, but you had the patients to always figure out what they were trying to say.

And for the more complicated things that you two couldn’t quite make enough signals for? You offered to teach them to read and write. It had been deemed useless for a vessel like them to ever know. After all, what use would there be in teaching a vessel to write when it shouldn’t have a mind to think nor a will to want to write.

You weren’t a perfect teacher, you had never needed to teach this to someone and you had been too young when you started to learn to remember all the little tricks that helped you. That was okay though, they were determined to do this. Even if it was hard with so many little lines and dots and all the intricate symbols that were hard to remember. It didn’t help that they didn’t have another hand to steady the page. Even after a few days they struggled to write anything legible and still couldn’t do it without your references.

They had expected you to show the same disappointment as their father at such slow progress. Even as they used page after page practicing till their mind ached with fatigue and fingers cramped they couldn’t quite grasp it. They forced themself to go until it was perfect, until they wrote something legible.

At least they tried to, but you plucked the quill out of their hand and told them to rest for the night. They were quick to turn their palm upwards and make a pulling motion, the signal for ‘want’ which you had tsked at.

“You need to let yourself rest, you know. No point running yourself ragged, it’s not going to help you learn any faster,” you had insisted.

They had been struck by how different you were from their father. Anytime they failed or were slow to pick something up it was always the same sigh of annoyance before demanding that they try again until they got it right. He had run them to the point they would struggle to stand on more than a few occasions because of this.

The next day though you sat beside them, giving small corrections and tips. Everything was still messy, scrunched and spaced out randomly or sharply scratched into the page enough to nearly tear through. They sometimes even dripped spots of ink in the middle of the paper after dipping, much to their constant annoyance.

Still, you congratulated them on their progress. Pointing out how far they had come from nothing in just a few short days. If if they couldn’t read it, you could with little issue. So you even decided to break out a sweet treat to celebrate their progress at the end of the day.

It was only candied berries, one of the few luxuries you had in the small town of Dirtmouth, but you always shared with them. It had grown to become their favorite food, something you noticed from the fact they actually slowed down to savor it instead of eating it as quickly and efficiently as they would with their other meals.

When they were done you helped them clean whatever sticky residue was left on their face or hand before you revealed that you had a special surprise for them, something you had been working on for a while. When they asked why, you said it was just because you felt like it.

After making them close their eyes you pushed a large bundle of cloth into their lap, letting them inspect it in their own time. Carefully, they spread the bundle out onto the table to see while you waited for their reaction.

It was a new cloak, one large enough that you could used it as a blanket. It was a simple faded blue with slightly janky stitching. The material was a bit stiff and likely salvaged from something else, with no pockets or extra bits and bobs to make it special. As you explained that you had made it just for them though, they felt like it was the most amazing cloak they had ever seen.

They tapped their chest in the little gesture you two had made to mean ‘help me’. You were quick to have them lean down so you could drape it over their shoulders, while talking about how you would adjust the fit if it was too long or short.

They had thought they’re father had cared, adorning them in the finest of spider silks and having the best weapons crafted for them to wield. Constant care and attention to every little detail of their life so things were always as easy and luxurious as possible.

But as they stood tall in their cloak and knew each imperfect stitch was place by one person who showed how much they cared about them with every little thing their images of their father’s actions shifted a little. He was able to wave a hand and told someone else to do it. Always done just to make the perfect vessel to hold Her. Never a surprise gift ‘just because’.

They slowly turned around, proudly showing how the cloak looked on them. Their face was incapable of showing the joy they felt to wear their new favorite. You laughed and clapped, complimenting them on dashing they looked and saying that they would be the envy of everyone in town. How could they not feel loved by you?

And as they  leaned down and lightly bonked their head against yours, they hoped you knew that you were loved by them too.

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Hello! Wondering if you could do some Collector x Reader headcanons? I've seen little to no content of him, he deserves some love :( Can the reader be a butterfly-type bug as well? Thank you, and love your work!! - Collector Anon <3

Love this funky dude and their distorted theme

The Collector

Considering their main goal is to preserve the creature's of Hallownest it's safe to say that when they saw such a pretty thing as you they wanted to do the same thing they usually do. So your first meeting starts with some affectionate attempted kidnapping.

Thankfully, as a butterfly you can easily fly out of the way of their grasp. It pretty much means you two now have this fun little game of chase (if being chased around a volatile and dangerous kingdom is your idea of fun).

Though you find out if you stay in The Tower of Love the Collector stops trying to shove you in a jar. They still hang around though, laughing and giggling about.

Has an... odd way of showing they care. Knows they want to protect and take care of you, but isn't sure how. Will often bring various things for food, the actual edibility of said things varies though.

Will hold and cuddle and gently pet your wings if you let them.

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Hey, you still active?

I'm going to try and be more active. I want to write more often and I'm thinking about starting to do fic commissions since I'm having some serious money trouble right now.

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Hello! May I please get some yandere!grimm hcs? Thank you!

Oh... Oh nO

Grimm

Well, getting the attention of a higher being in any context can be a bit of risk, especially romantically. Higher beings can be very temperamental when they want and can hold quite the grudge. But Grimm isn't just any every day higher being, he's (at his core) The Nightmare King. He controls a whole realm that effects every bug in existence. Very powerful, very old, utterly inescapable if you piss him off.

Of course, you didn't anger him. Quite the opposite actually! Isn't that such a good thing?

It's not. It really isn't. I mean, if you happen to return Grimm's feelings and are happy going along with him you'll be okay but if not... There's not saying no to him.

Grimm at least has the common sense that mortals tend to be a little freaked out by higher beings, especially when they so such a strong interest in them. He'll try and play it normally. His troupe give the appearance of normal bugs that are just a little (a lot) weird.

He'll try to woo you in whatever way you prefer. Gifts? Dances? A romantic night out where it's just the two of you? Anything you want, he'll find a way to make it happen on way or another.

And the thing is he knows you. Or at least your fears. He isn't afraid to use these against you if he must. He'd rather not have to rely on manipulation but if he must he will.

It'd just so much easier if you give in you see. He'd really be willing to do anything for you. He can give you the whole world if all you do is love him as much as he loves you. Why wouldn't you when the other option is so much pain and tragedy? Why are you still fighting so hard?

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this probably sounds weird as hell but I want to read a scenario where the reader is part of the ancient civilization worshipping the void, a speculative sort of thing. i know it'd be hard to write since its very existence is deep lore and we hardly know anything about it but still it'd be fun to read your ideas about it. thanks

This is stupidly short but hopefully it's interesting?

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Many foreigners struggle to grasp what we worship. How can you praise and follow nothing? For the void truly is nothing, it is an absence, a divine emptiness that has taken shape.

Others see the Void but don’t truly understand it. Only seeing a black water that seems to stain the air itself. They see nothing but danger when one fails to understand and respect it.

They refuse to understand how not everyone takes solace in the messy and painfully bright world beyond The Abyss’ touch.

Outside is blinding, chaotic, a fight just to survive. Light hides nothing, anyone caught is forced to lay bare and join in that struggle.

Here the darkness lays soft and cool. A thick blanket that covers the land and hides us away. It shields and protects us when we are overwhelmed. When we must run, when our soul burns so bright we threaten to combust, what pulls us back?

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so happy to see you post again!!!

Thanks! I sadly can’t say how regularly I’m going to be but I’m gonna try not to totally drop of the face of the earth again

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zote anon here! dont wanna clog up your inbox but i really like how much thought youve put into how you write him. most people see him as purely a joke character but oh my god theres so much material there? i dont know why more people dont write for him (not just for x readers lmao)

I honestly think it’s because on the surface he’s just this arrogant bug man that doesn’t even do a single nail of damage then wins Bretta through lies. It’s annoying and the whole time he’s insulting you so why would you looks into it if he’s just an annoying imitation that won’t shut up?

I though the same till someone else asked for a Zote Drabble (because I joked about that one day someone would make me so someone had to ask for it) and I did a lil character studying and found that he had more dimension than I gave him credit for.

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serious zote relationship headcanons, hand 'em over!!

Why is this the ask that reaches through my executive dysfunction to pull me from the grave? and I wrote so much what the fuck Zote

If you know anything about Zote then you probably don't need me to tell you this but... It's gonna be a pretty thankless relationship. It's just not how he works. He isn't shy on singing your praises though, it's just always packaged in a way that revolves around him again (E.g. You make him dinner and he'll talk about how "of course you made such a splendid meal for your great and mighty mate")

In general though, getting in an actual relationship is gonna be one hell of a slow burn. Not because he isn't receptive to any advances, but he just isn't one to usually do the relationships. Just read precept eight, "You can rely on nobody, and nobody will always be loyal. Therefore, nobody should be your constant companion," and tell me he doesn't have a heaping helping of trust issues you're gonna have to wade through to actually get him interested in you.

If you're not an adventurer he's not going to stop his life of exploring and heroics for you. He'll just do something he never does, he returns somewhere specifically to visit someone. He'll make it well know because it's such an honor to receive a visitation from a knight of such renown!

And don't go about make proud declarations of love and promises, don't expect him to settle down and get married and have a house on a hill with kids. Promises and commitment scare him the fuck out of him because all he can think of is what it would look like if your broke every one of those promises.

So any relationship is gonna be a lot of unsaid things. A lot of implied care and words. And that can be really frustrating if it's like that for literal years on end

But he does care even if he refuses to say or acknowledge it for so long. It's actually shown in gifts and little acts of service. You complain about creature running around bothering your and he'll attempt to deal with it. You need some herb or berry? Guess who so graciously bought/scavenged it for you?

And he does want some thanks for it, but you don't need to sing his praises to the ceiling every time. He does that plenty himself, just a small "Thank you!" will do just fine and he'll go on and tell some (horrendously exaggerated) story about the great feats he went to help you.

Really the best thing you can do to catch his attention is just listen to him. Genuinely listen, don't scoff, don't go around worshiping the ground he walks on. Just listen, provide commentary here an there to show you are paying attention. No one does that for him, and while he may not realize it the moment, it's nice to have someone actually talk to him with mocking or trying to pull him down. When he's off doing god knows what and getting himself in all heaps of trouble, he'll find himself thinking about how much you may enjoy listening to this new story.

And sure, maybe he won't say it, or even attempt to put his feeling into any kind of words for a long time, he can't quite deny that you are one of the few genuinely good things he has right now and... Doesn't a knight of great renown deserve that? To spend time with someone who actually seems to care about him? Maybe it'll change, maybe you'll do something horrible later and he'll never want to see you again but... For now, maybe he'll stick around and indulge himself a bit longer.