#pk archive

[phantom-kitten]

phenomenal! phenomenal!

one of the best live performances I’ve ever seen

if not the actual best / @mothercain

[electricalstemplates]

ˢᵘᵇᵐᶦᵗᵗᵉᵈ ᵇʸ @twistedfog

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[mothwaistcoat]

Adding this to the list of TMA things to draw.

[hollowknightinsanity]

Safety (Hollow Knight AU oneshot)

Rating: General Audiences

Archive Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Category: Gen

Fandom: Hollow Knight (Video Games)

Relationships: The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel/Original Character(s) (Implied), The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel & Hornet, The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel & The Pale King, The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel & Original Character(s), The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel & Quirrel

Characters: The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel, The Pale King (Hollow Knight), Hornet (Hollow Knight), Quirrel (Hollow Knight) (mentioned), Original Character(s)

Additional Tags: They/Them Pronouns for The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel, Fluff, Implied/Referenced Character Death, The Pale King is a good dad for once, Implied/Referenced Child Abuse, The Hollow Knight | Pure Vessel is named Holly, and i gave them a fankid because i love being cringe

Words: 1,587

Summary: The Hollow Knight (Holly) and The Pale King have some father-child bonding time.

Notes: This oneshot happened when I decided that the maladaptive daydream I was having was too good to not share on the internet.

And also, this was partially inspired by the song Rain Clouds by The Arcadian Wild.

Thank the Goddesses for blorbo thoughts. That writer's block was getting unbearable.

AO3 Link:

Calm and quiet air nestled in the room. They’d just gotten home after sparring with their sister, as some simple training — they’d felt the need to work on their talent as a knight, though retired and disabled as they were.

It escalated a little too far, though, and Father stepped in to prevent them from getting injured further by their own recklessness.

Strange, that he’d do that. Normally, he would allow them to get hurt, and learn from their mistakes. They could heal themself easily enough.

But, times have changed — they’re older, weaker. Not what they used to be. They no longer produced Soul at a pace steady enough to heal properly. They hurt when they moved. They’re old. They’re disabled. They’re tired. They’re not what they used to be.

“Sit, child. Let me remove your prosthetic,” Father spoke, his tone calm as usual, though with a new touch of… kindness? Tenderness? They couldn’t place an exact label on it. But to them, it felt like how a father should speak to his child.

When did he begin treating me like his kin, and not simply a tool?

When did he begin caring?

Holly sat on the couch in their modest Dirtmouth home. Their knees were weak from straining during the spar. It felt nice to sit down and rest.

They shouldered their cloak out of the way, letting it drape over the back of the couch, and removed their top, allowing Father to properly detach their complex prosthetic arm. This process always hurt, but they were used to it by now.

The pain, at least, was bearable. On the other hand, they certainly did not enjoy nor care for the feeling of having things placed or removed from inside their body, and that is exactly what had to happen in order for the arm to be connected or removed.

Holly sought comfort in another physical interaction. They angled their head to call for Hornet, standing in the kitchen.

“Little Hornet? Could you bring Somber for me?” they requested, mock voice rasping and tired. Their Void was acting up, as it did not like being anywhere near Father, and they struggled to use it for their speech.

“Yeah, sure,” she called back, setting down whatever she was holding with a glassy clink.

“Thank you.”

Holly could hear her claws tapping on the floor as she walked to the bedroom. A few moments later, she returned with the squeaking infant in her arms, and gently handed them to their parent, then returned to the kitchen. The child’s squeaks quieted when they felt the presence of their mother, and they grasped at Holly’s chest with small, clawless hands.

“Yes, hello, little one,” they spoke, voice barely above a whisper, rubbing the back of Somber’s head with their thumb. They squeaked quietly in response, purring against their chest, snuggling into their swaddle. Holly purred as well, glad to be with their child once more.

Of course, it hadn’t been that long since they held them, but still. Too much time away from this fragile little thing, and they’d panic.

I suppose this is the life of a new parent, though. Especially one that struggles to understand that they’re even alive.

“I could make you a baby carrier, if you need one,” Father said, still working with the pale prosthetic.

“I’ll take you up on that offer. Thank you in advance, Father,” they returned, flinching when he removed one of the connecting wires from within their torso. “Heavens above, that still feels so strange…”

“I know, Holly. Just a few more, then you’ll be good to rest. Should only take about a minute.”

…

Such a kind response gets them thinking again.

…When did he become so… gentle? they wonder. Has he been like this my whole life? Or did he just start now?

…

When did he decide he wanted to be my father?

They flinch again as he removes another wire. He is still kind with how he handles them. He’s aware that their scars are sensitive, and he’s aware of how the wires cause them discomfort when being put in or taken out.

Why is he so kind now? Why does he no longer hurt me?

Does he fear it? Fear that he might hurt me again?

Is he afraid of hurting me?

They decide to ask.

“...Father?” “Yes?”

“...Why are you so gentle all of a sudden?”

The old King pauses, stilling his hands, processing their question. He looks towards their face. They do not look back at him.

“What do you mean?” he questions, not fully understanding.

“When I was younger, if I had this same prosthetic, you would’ve removed the wires as fast as possible and not cared if I flinched, if I showed signs of pain or discomfort. Why is it that now, you take care to not injure me?” They look down at their child, sleeping peacefully in their hold. The Wyrm blinks.

“...I certainly would not do that to you, even if it were with a younger you,” he answers, keeping his gaze directed at their head. “Not then, and especially not now. You’re older, and I know that even at a slow pace, placing and removing the wires still hurts. Those scars certainly don’t help in the matter.” Momentarily, he looks back down to their prosthetic arm, and the connections sunken into their body. Holly’s scars are still only partially healed, and that makes them very sensitive to physical stimuli. The Wyrm does not wish to inflict any more pain on the child he’d already hurt so much. It really seemed to him that they’d been through every terrible thing in the world, and none of the good.

He looks back up at their face, still turned away from his own. “You deserve better. I’ve already hurt you enough in the past. I promise you, I will never do such things again. You have my word, child.”

Finally, they look down towards their father, their one remaining eye expressing confusion, shock, and… relief. Their father’s expression tells them that he means it. They look away again, returning their gaze to their sleeping child.

Had they had the facial mechanisms to smile, they would have.

“Thank you. I really needed to hear that.”

“Of course, my child.”

They don’t speak another word to each other until the King finishes removing Holly’s prosthetic. They sigh and roll their shoulder, forming a tendril to reach up and massage where they were sore. “Thank you again, Father,” they say, voice quiet and gentle so as not to disturb the infant sleeping in their hold. The King nods.

“No problem. Anything else you need?” he asks, standing from the couch and stretching his arms, one pair reaching above his head and the other behind his back.

Holly moves, twisting their form to lay down on the cushions. “Could you put on a record for me?” they request, yawning at the end of their sentence. “The one with the sailing ship and waves, please.”

The Wyrm hums in affirmation, and walks over to the little desk holding the record player and steadily growing collection of vinyls. He kneels down to the shelf beneath the tabletop, shuffling through the various records in search of the one the tired Vessel had requested. Lifting it carefully and removing the disc from its casing, he places it atop the player and turns it on. Soft acoustic begins to emit from the speaker, and Holly settles into a comfortable position, wrapping themself in their cloak, using it as a blanket.

“Oh, one more thing, Father,” they say, looking at him with a tired eye.

“Hm?” “...Could I have a hug?”

He seems surprised by the request. They genuinely wish for my affection?

“Oh, goodness, of course!” he responds, walking over to their spot on the sofa, reaching down to wrap his arms around them. They gladly accept the gesture, and they begin to purr, moving their head to rest their jaw atop his shoulder, simulating a return as best they can, still using their only arm to hold Somber.

And they’re purring. They’re being held by their father, and they’re purring. They’re content in his hold.

The thought that they’re finally getting comfortable with his presence brings tears to his eyes, which he blinks back harshly, nuzzling his face into one of Holly’s horns.

The last time they requested his affection was when Quirrel passed. They were sobbing then. They were still afraid of him. Afraid that he might hurt them. That he might kill them, as they so believed he would decades ago. Now, though, they know he won’t do such things. They know that, for the most part, they’re safe.

He knows that they’re still instinctively wary of him, and that they will be for a long time, but at least they can take comfort in his touch now, instead of fearing for their very life whenever he so much as got close.

He’s glad that Holly no longer cries themself to sleep every night. They don’t need to be afraid anymore. They’re finally safe.

Hesitantly, he releases them from his grasp, standing up once again. “You get some rest, now, okay? You need it after that session,” he says, running his hand through their hair before turning away. “If you’d like, I could make you some tea.”

“Please do,” they respond, wrapping their cloak tighter around themself and their hatchling.

They’re glad that they’re safe again. They missed being at peace.

[meat-pvppet]

just gonna talk about my vessel guy, archive vessel, real quick cuz i never talked about him that much and i dont wanna bother my friends with my oc chatter

these are mostly disconnected thoughts vaguely strewn together that steered up cuz i listened to the man on the internet broken vessel theme with lyrics

ALOT under the cut be warned

anyway archive vessel's a really mild-mannered little guy, a little socially anxious and awkward cuz obviously, and kinda just hangs out despite everything, fucking around in the archives and keeping themselves occupied by reading whatever was left behind and trying to maintain the place once they found it

it kinda started to idealize the idea of family and friends through what they could read and they started to wish they could have that

be a big ol normal family with their siblings and parents

maybe they could have made friends too

be a kid

but they realize that, obviously, due to the nature of their conception and just

what they are

its not really possible

but that doesnt stop them from wanting that

i can imagine they hold a lot of resentment towards their father for abandoning so very many of its siblings to die in the abyss

theyd probably understand why

he had a kingdom to protect and he believed this was the only way

but that doesnt mean they would forgive what was done

they hate how they cant help but feel

cheated at life, yaknow

done in by something they couldnt change

and after its cursed conception, to simply be cast aside to rot among the corpses of its siblings...

their anger is painful to them, like something lashing out violently in a cage barely holding it in

it wants to lash out at those that hurt them, but obviously thats not possible

so it just

festers like that

mind you, they wouldn't take that out on their siblings

they were put into the same situation as it, so it isn't fair to them or itself

at most, they treat their siblings like the most precious scrolls in the archives

theyd also just

put in alot of their time to gather the bodies of their siblings that were able to escape the abyss but died anyway

make proper "graves" for it to just

grieve

even though they never knew them

they just wish they couldve found and helped them earlier, but at the least it finds peace in giving them proper resting places

i feel like their shade wouldn't have the same restrain they usually have with their anger and would probably violently attack anything that comes too close so uh

itd be a really big hassle to try n get them back in their shell if ever it got cracked open like an egg

theyd also act like this if they were ever able to meet pk after everything like in those aus

theyd still have some restraint cuz

yeag

but they just

are not handling it well™

theyd meet him once and never want to see him again until they can find it in themselves not to wish to hurt him

shell would crack (moreso than it already is) under the pure stress

they wish to yell, to hurt, to let out all these pent up emotion

but it wont

despite everything, when meeting pk again, it'll find it unfair

i mean

everything pk did to them and their siblings was unfair but

archive vessel cant bring himself to make it "fair" by letting all that resentment out like that

doesnt feel right

if ever they were forced to continuously interact with pk theyd keep it as brief as possible and treat him like a stranger-it-has-to-be-around most of the time

if pk were to try to like

be a dad to the archive vessel itd just be

very uncomfortable and awkward, cringing away from touch and, again, keeping things as brief as possible

which may hurt pk (if he cares cuz note my characterization of pk isnt fully done cooking so im not sure if he'd even be interested in doing any of this it might be more likely he never interacts with archive tbh) cuz with other people showing affection to archive, they eat that shit up but with pk itd just

naw

generally, they dont wanna be around him for too long cuz then it'll need to actually feel the things they feel at full force and feeling things is kinda cringe to them

they hate how intensely they feel sometimes cuz of just how painful it is for them (projecting /hj)

equally so, they also hate bothering people with shit like that cuz "i survived until now, everyone else has their own problems and issues and struggles, i dont need to add on to what theyve got" (projecting /hj)

[penncilkid]

Since Twitter is being Twitter (derogatory /lh) and some people are making the move over here, gonna take it as an opportunity to geek out about another channel I'm interested in. So!

*clears throat*

These are designs I made of two of the speakers from @the-raelia-archives . If you haven't checked out his channel, I CANNOT recommend it enough. Impressive worldbuilding, stunning music (ALL SELF-MADE APPARENTLY /POS), and a compelling sense of fantastical mystery that'll pull you. You won't be disappointed /pos

[the-furies]

just remembered presentable liberty existed like last night . time 2 fall down a rabbit hole lets5 go

[tesco-finest-aromantics]

Hey @slimecraftd0g do you remember this?

Well look at this.

[fivememoney0]

Tesla Model Y 與Lexus 直接PK 誰遇到（假）小孩能自動緊急煞停，結果前者直接撞飛支離破碎（影片）.

https://www.kocpc.com.tw/archives/454180

Tesla Model Y 與Lexus 直接PK 誰遇到（假）小孩能自動緊急煞停，結果前者直接撞飛支離破碎（影片）.

https://www.kocpc.com.tw/archives/454180

[hanmilitaryking]

Tesla Model Y 與Lexus 直接PK 誰遇到（假）小孩能自動緊急煞停，結果前者直接撞飛支離破碎（影片）.

https://www.kocpc.com.tw/archives/454180

Tesla Model Y 與Lexus 直接PK 誰遇到（假）小孩能自動緊急煞停，結果前者直接撞飛支離破碎（影片）.

https://www.kocpc.com.tw/archives/454180

[phantom-kitten]

this child is my child

[captainkirkk]

✩ WEEKLY FIC ROUND-UP ✩

All the fics I’ve read and really enjoyed in the past week-ish. Reminder: This list features any and all ratings and themes. Please look at tags and warnings on ao3 before reading.

DC

Persistence Is A Sin by PlotlessWanderer

Part 1 of Persistence Verse

He stared Bruce Wayne in his dead blank eyes with the full force of his conditional training behind him and told Batman exactly what he was doing wrong. Clenching shaking hands, praying he wouldn't vomit, Tim faced the demon his hero had become and refused to be moved.

Persistence won out over apathy in the end. Tim wore Batman down through sheer stubbornness and blunt honesty. He wasn't looking to replace what Bruce had lost, wasn't trying to be the stand in for a dead boy. Sometimes he wasn't quite sure what he was doing, exactly, but he always knew that whatever it was, it was necessary.

(Tim won't let his heroes fade away without a fight. Even if he has to bring it right to their doorstep and insist they fight too)

Slipping by incogneat_oh

'There is a small plaster on his arm where Bruce had taken a blood sample. It itches. And the computer runs tests.

They don’t believe him when he says he’s fine.

“It was Ivy,” Dick says, tossing Tim a ball.

Tim just shrugs, says, “I feel fine.” '

(Tim is not fine.)

Catch and Release by snackbaskets

There's a tradition among the family: when in danger, you grab the smallest Robin and hang on tight. But like all traditions, this one had to start somewhere, right?

Alternately: three times Dick bodily attacks his father (with love)

The Disastrous Life of Saiki K

Local Gods by EsteriaSilversmith

Saiki may have been able to keep anyone from finding out about his psychic abilities, but enough wierd things have happened around PK Academy that the students had to come up with /some/ kind of explanation.

(Aka Saiki's love of sweets comes back to haunt him in the strangest of ways)

Shades of abnormality by TimesBeingWhatTheyAre

Some days Saiki didn’t feel comfortable in his skin.

Canon-compliant AU in which Saiki is genderfluid

The Sandman

The Cat of the Endless by Salmaka

Hob sighs, content to see the cat there and closes his eyes, ready to fall asleep again. He is not quite willing to wake up fully just yet.

But then it hits him.

He doesn’t have a cat.

Clone Wars

The Trouble with Tookas by thosenearandfarwars

Never trust somebody a tooka dislikes.

despite all (despite everything) by never_going_home

Cody is a mess. Obi-Wan is also a mess. They should probably kiss about it at some point.

Featuring: awful horrible terrible siblings, multiple people being So Fucking Done with codywan's pining, an all-inclusive couples' resort, and shenanigans to the extreme.

//

Sometimes, Cody lies awake in the ship’s night-cycle and thinks about the holo Waxer had found in some forgotten article in the depths of a ‘net archive. It had been grainy and out of focus and half-corrupted, but still clearly the general, comforting some wounded child, twenty years younger, hair long and matted, chin bare of beard, cheeks hollow with hunger and grief. His eyes, though, haunted and full of flinty resolve—his eyes had been the same, the only recognisable part of that child-stranger’s face.

(Nobody could fault Obi-Wan Kenobi for his leadership. The problem, then, lies with Cody.)

hear the silence in your head by firelord_zutara

Despite how wrong wrong wrong his Commander feels in the Force, it’s still a relief when Obi-Wan rounds the corner and sees Cody running towards him, there and whole and alive. That is, until Obi-Wan’s entire universe crumbles in an instant when Cody starts shooting at him.

Or: Instead of Tup being the one with the malfunctioning inhibitor chip, it's Cody.

[runby2]

woah!!!

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[ashcoveredtraveler]

Headcannon Dumping

-The Blue Lake is a saltwater lake, but the salt filters through the ground making the rain not salty. Miners then mine the salt from the side or under in the lake.

-Vessels that either gain better ability/control of soul or inherited plant-ness of their mother, they can continuously gain soul from the ground beneath them or even in the air.

-Dirtmouth has an open sky above it, so it is home to a snow festival and lantern lighting events along with winter stolses.

-Important members of the court or guards have spells placed among them to make them live longer. Those would be: Monomon, Quirrel, Lurien, his butler and The Great Knights.

-I think the Pale Court mod actually encompass how The Great Knights would have fought in Hallownest glory days. But if that was the case, then I would think that every other boss would need to be upped like Pure Vessel, Hive Knight, maybe the Nailmasters.

-The Archives operates as a University or maybe a grad school for anyone in the STEM field. The archives also operates as a school for kids who are unfortunate, like orphans or for those who are considering an higher education but their area doesn't have it, like those in Fungal Wastes or Greenpath(not like those places done have any education, they have a different type that can't be applicable all around Hallownest).

- In game, the crystals in Crystal Peaks were apparently bought as they were admired by Hallownest individuals even though we only see the crystals in peaks(and I don't know what PK would allow objects to be sold with The Radiances influence in them). This would have been one of PK's sources of research on how to defeat her.

-Moth Lurien

-Moth Xero

-Soul Master is a cicadia, and I only think this is the case because of this post by @cupcakeshakesnake

-The amount of vessels that died in The Abyss is the same amount as the bugs that were killed by the infection. It's like would you kill a million people to save a million people, but pk ended up killing 2 million people all together

-Void doesn't just stain things black, it washes color out. If there is a black spot of void colorful wallpaper and you are able to wipe it away, a light outline of the design would stain but it would be pale white color.

-On contrary to some beliefs, you actually can't apply to become a Great Knight either by good, bad or questionable actions(I was brainstorming how all of the Great Knights got recruited, and I will make a dedicated post to it).

- Not everything in Hallownest is actually Hallownest. Forgotten Crossroads, Dirtmouth, City of Tears, Waterways and Queens Gardens are actually part of Hallownest while everything else is a territory of Hallownest and is partly governed by it.

-PK has eyelids along with eyeballs. You can see the eyeballs from the reflection in the dark but both of them are very very dark, making his eyes to appear hollow.

-This headcannon is depending on how much I want PK to suffer, but he can permetly go blind. Wyrms don't have sight, so when he can actually see his body is unable to support it and just degrades.

-There are Queens idols with the king's idols, but they aren't seen around as much as kings idols as the king is credited to creating Hallownest. However her idols are found in hospital, mostly in the maternity ward, and the households in new families.

[karasbroken]

Sixth story, I'm going to run out soon! The first bit of this could be a little mini-fic of its own. But I decided to write a whole long exposition on attraction, loneliness, and vulnerability, on top of that.

The basic plot is Aeryn and John are on edge for their own reasons, have a stupid fight, and stop working out together. Aeryn hurts herself trying to fix something and they end up spending a bunch of time together as John takes care of her, which brings them closer again. Lots of Aeryn thinking about John being hot stuff happens along the way.

Rating: T    |   Word Count: 12,481   |    Tags: Post-"PK Tech Girl", Angst, Bickering, Hurt/Comfort, Masturbation, One-Sided Attraction, Pre-Relationship, Unresolved Sexual Tension

“Are you distressed, John Crichton?” Aeryn Sun heard Zhaan’s voice right before she entered the central chamber. Sun had expected the room to be empty at this arn. She was uninterested in making conversation, particularly with an unhappy John. But while she should have left, curiosity drove Aeryn to slip into the shadow of ridge near the door instead, and listen.

“Oh you know, Zhaan, just another pity session as I contemplate the cosmic joke that is my life.”

“You haven't seemed yourself lately, John. But I do not see the humor in it.”

“Me either.” Neither spoke for a few microts. “I just can't stop thinking about Gilina.”

Aeryn hadn't expected to hear the name. It had been more than ten solar days since they left the Zelbinion behind. But as soon as he said it, the nausea that was becoming familiar stirred to life.

“The Peacekeeper tech? Why does she still trouble you?” Zhaan had barely met the woman, having been aboard Moya through the entire encounter. The priest hadn't really seen them together.

“Lots of reasons, starting with wondering whether I got her killed.”

Aeryn thought it was even odds. The tech was intelligent; rewiring a hundred-cycle-old defense screen in under five arns with mismatched, equally ancient cables would have been impressive for a team of techs. And Renaez had that shy, self-effacing demeanor that many low ranking techs learned to adopt. It was protection from the misplaced anger or unreasonable expectations of disgruntled pilots and impatient commanders.

But Crais was always mercurial. Lies and false innocence wouldn't save the tech if the loss of the Marauder required a scapegoat. And if Gilina let slip what truly happened on the Zelbinion, death would be a mercy.

Zhaan was more reassuring than Aeryn would have been. “If we had not found the Zelbinion ourselves, Gilina may very well have died when the Sheyang returned. Whatever her fate afterward, it should not lie on your conscience.”

“Maybe not, but… I keep thinking I should have asked her to come with us.”

“That would not have pleased Rigel or D’Argo.”

“Well, we owed it to her. What about you, Zhaan? Would you have let me bring her on Moya?”

“If you wished it, John. But that doesn't mean I would have approved of the idea. You do not know the Peacekeepers as we do. What they are, how they think. She would have found it very difficult to leave that life behind.”

“She couldn't be worse at it than Aeryn. At least Gilina wouldn't be impossible to live with, or trying to kill everyone we meet.”

Sun felt the impact of his words like a slap...

[luoisalunitic]

so like I have the urge to share all my HK human AU headcanons

Hollow Knight human au things

One: Long hair means great loyalty, those with short hair aren’t as great as others

2: vessels can talk, they choose not to though

3: Pale King has albinism, hence why he has light skin and white hair

4: both Monomon and Quirrel are immigrants from a far away country 

5: Hornets hair is really poofy because of her mothers hair

6: Radiance has a mortal form so she can walk around in the mortals 

7: White Lady used to fight, but put her down her weapon when marrying the Pale King

8: Lost Kin was adopted by Oro (no evidence, let me have this)

9: Sheo and Nailsmith are married 

10: Grey Mourner didn’t cut her hair so it’s long asf

11: Cloth, Quirrel, and Tiso are that one friend group where we have the happy, the smart, and the hot headed

12: Grimm and PK knew each other once

13: All vessels have the Kings brand either on their neck, back, arms or legs 

14: Everyone is somewhat still like their bug counterparts

15: Ghosts elytra was glued shut, and Hollows was broken/shattered when stabbing itself

16: Hornet, Midwife, and Herrah all have extra arms

17: PK has a tail and dragon like legs and feet

18: Radiance actually cared for Hollow, motherly instincts for the poor child 

19: Hollow only wanted to make sure Hallownest ended up okay in the end

20: Hollow and Quirrel were good friends

21: Radi and Shade Lord were good friends when they weren’t gods

22: Black Wyrm and PK are brothers

23: Markoth and Xero intended to help Hallownest but Radiance got to em

24: Hornet says Shaw because PK showed her a one of his 420 saw blades in still can’t pronounce it right 

25: They speak another language not English, Team Cherry was just nice about it 

26: Abyss tribe had there own language that no one could understand Moth tribe also

27: Monomon and Quirrel didn’t know how to speak this Hallownest language, thus why the Archives Lore tablets were messed up like that. And Radiance also doesn’t speak this Hallownest language, so she was like- yelling at the HK in a Radiance it doesn’t know-

edit: 28: THIS IS BASED OFF OF RADDEST LADDEST (I hope I spelled that right I didn’t want to @ you 😭) WHOLE POST ABOUT MONOMON IN THEIR PROSPERITY AU- but since Jellyfish have very long life spans in real life, Monomon will outlive almost everyone in present Hallownest, depression 👍

29: Hornet had also inherited PK’s albinism, so, she has silvery hair and light red eyes (mainly because Herrah has dark blue-black hair and black eyes.)