Not Gonna Lie,

(In your mortal radi au) Does pk miss the white lady, did he go to the garden to see/serch her ?

I know that she isn't the most important character but still....

Does he even love her anymore ?

Mortal Radiance AU

These are some good questions, and they actually got me thinking a lot. I didn't really include the White Lady in my story or touch on her much. I did have one comic idea with her but it got cut to keep the story from veering off track.

Now that I'm done, though.... This is a very fascinating question.

(5 days later)

Slams paper on table

HEY SO I WROTE A THING

I am ill for weeks after I am pulled back into reality. Something about all my pieces not quite being together means I take longer to recover than She did. She tells me that it is fine, that I need to recover my strength so I can work. We still have many graves yet to dig. She will shoulder the burden for this little while.

I am told my children are informed of my new existence, though none have visited. And I do not leave to visit them. Two of them terrify me, though for vastly different reasons, and the thought of meeting again with my daughter troubles me.

When I can finally get out of bed without assistance, I do not go see her, however. I go see my Lady.

It is hard navigating without being everywhere at once. I know the path to my Lady's garden intimately, but the path is far more difficult than I recall. Greenpath, surely, has had no caretakers, so runs rampant with overgrowth. The thorns catch on my robe and tear at my skin.

I bleed something dark and smokey.

I try not to think about it too much.

My Lady's branches spill out above the entrance to her hideaway. The corpse of brave Dryya. Once a friend, now only a carcass decorating my Lady's garden. Old blood coats her blade and shell. Even in death, she seems stalwart.

I am stalling.

The White Lady stirs as I enter her chamber. Her eyes, once the purest blue eyes I have ever seen, are clouded now. She wears age like a shawl, it weighs on her shoulders and bunches up around her neck. Her face, once pale and youthful, now is tired and wrinkled. Yet, there is a beauty there of which I could never seem to word. A thousand poets could never do her justice. I should know, I have had them try.

"Child? Is that you again?" Her voice is as I recalled, and a sharp pain creases my soul. I will never again be able to call back to her.

She has bound herself, so I move forward until I am right under her. Still, her cloudy eyes do not recognize me at first, and I cannot blame her for it. Not for the first time, I wish the vessel had left me my voice. There are so many things I could say to her, so many words that now I will never be able to reach.

My Lady's eyes finally find my hollow sockets, and she gasps. It is a small thing, barely audible, but in the silence of our meeting I know to look for it. There is a moment between us of unspeakable agony.

"You." The Pale Queen finally breathes the world, and it breaks the aching quiet.

I put a hand on her bindings, 'Me' I wish I could say.

There are so many words I wish I could say. There is so much between us. Good and bad in equal measure. It has been years since we have been face to face, and I thought it would never again happen. I find myself unprepared for this moment.

She does not need my reply. My Lady knows me better than I know myself sometimes. She smiles, though it never quite reaches her eyes.

"You are smaller than I remember."

I laugh, as best I can laugh anyways. I point to her, and gesture that it is perhaps she who has grown taller. It takes her a moment to understand, but the chuckle I earn fills what is left of my soul with joy.

"Perhaps." She concedes, "I have grown much, and still have much to grow still."

Her eyes dim suddenly at that, and she looks around.

"Where is our child?" She asks at last, voice soft and weathered.

I tell her, as best I can, that I do not know. That I came to see her. I expect this to lift her spirits. It does not.

"Did you see this outcome?" She asks.

I pause for a moment. There is much to that question that I do not know. In part, it is hard to remember what it was like. How did I describe it to my daughter? Like a great root that I scuttled across, observing paths unseen to most.

I shake my head. It is too slow and uncertain for my own liking. But it is as much of the truth as I can muster.

There is a long silence that follows. I have gotten used to those, especially with Her. She rarely talks to me at all. So I wait for my Lady's response with all the patience that I have learned.

"Was it worth it?"

Her voice is so soft when she speaks, like it could crack under the gentlest of touches. Delicate, and heartbroken. With four words I can feel what little ground we shared start to shatter.

"Was any of this worth it, I wonder?" She continues, "I do not think I know anymore."

And there is a gap between us. An aching maw of a chasm that threatens to swallow us whole. I want to cross it. I want to reassure her that we had done our best, that we were not to blame.

Yet the words I was once so masterful with are gone now. The voice I would use to soothe and heal her pain now is no more. So there is silence.

Anything I would say to her would be a lie, anyways.

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*collapses*

He's done. I decided to not do the back because it'd be more torture work and nothing about it changed between this and the previous refs so I'll use the previous references exclusively for the back patterns.

ID start: A reference sheet for the Pale King from Hollow Knight as a human done on a grey background. The main focus in the picture is the fullbody artwork of him, his lower two arms are laying down his side while the upper left arm is held behind his back and the right one is held high, gesturing. On the right is a close-up of his arm and three types of legs, open mouth, eyes, two profile headshots and his long braid with two types of chair accessories; a blue ribbon tied into a bow and the same ribbon but with a metal clip resembling his crown. He's an older man with pure white skin covered in plates that give him the appearance of a segmented bug-like body. The lower half of his body is far more bug-like with front two legs resembling that of a beetle stylised to look similar to deer hooves, with a long tail of a centipede with nine segments ending with a pincer of an earwig, the first segment's legs resembling a mix between the beetle and centipede legs. His four hands are stained with void, vein-like stains leading up his forearms, neck, and cheeks up to his eyes. His long hair is parted in the middle by his horns resembling a crown and tied into a long braid going all the way down to the second segment of his tail. He's thin, with a saggy lower stomach covered in stretch marks. The plates on his abdomen are slightly pushed apart, revealing a soft pinkish skin underneath. His crotch and chest are covered in thick white hair. He has a small scar on the lower right side of his chest between his ribs and a large burn scar on the left side of his body, going all the way from his hip to his chest. He has long elf ears, sharp claws and fangs, pink split tongue, and completely white eyes with three eyelashes at the bottom. He has moles, including two below his right eye, one below the elft corner of his mouth and ond on the left side of his neck. End ID.

ID start: The same reference drawing as the previous picture, except he's wearing a white dress with a grey rim on the bottom decorated with white floral embroidery and Hallownest insignia on the front of the rim, grey frilly collar, long puffy sleeves with grey cuffs at the end, and a wide black belt in his mid section that's decorated with small metal buttons the shapes of flowers running along the rim. He's wearing leather feet covering, with a braid pattern in the middle and Hallownest insignia on the top part of the shoe. End ID.

Start ID: The same reference drawing as the previous picture, but he's wearing a white long coat with a blue rim, blue ends of the sleeves and high collar on top of his dress. The coat is tied in the middle with a belt made of cloth, its ends neatly tied and rested in the middle, ending judt below his knees. The belt is blue with white and light blue embroidery on it; a light blue two-lined rim and floral patterns going along it, and white Hallownest insignia in the middle with the king's brand below and a couple of four pointed stars formednin a line separating the two and above them. End ID.

ID start: The same reference sheet as the previous picture, but with a thin shawl folded and wrapped around his shoulders with the ends tucked into the belt to keep it in place. It's a white shawl with frilly ends and a light blue rim, it's partially see-through. End ID.

ID start: The same reference sheet as the prdvious picture, except with a white mask covering his eyes and white gloves, with slits for his black claws. End ID.

ID start: The same reference sheet as the previous picture, but with a cucha/a woollen jacket drapped over his shoulders. It's white with blue and light blue floral embroidery and rim along the edges, collar, and sleeves of the jacket. It's tied at the top with a blue ribbon and metal clips resembling the Hallownest insignia. On either side of the metal clips is the embroidery of the insignia surrounded by two flowers on either side. End ID.

ID start: The same reference sheet as in the previous picture, but instead, he's wearing a full-face white mask and a clip-on hood, held together by a meter clip on the bottom that resembles the Hallownest seal, and buttons at the top, with the hood fabric wrapped around his horns. The hood is white with blue and light blue rim. End ID.

ID start: The same reference sheet as in the previous picture, but he has a long full-body, white, see-through veil with frilly ends drapped over him. End ID.

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Tow days left to vote spray the wyrm with water

He is now in my house! How do I get rid of him? I think I saw his pupil move...

They're so bestie material <3

Having the motivation to draw but not knowing what to draw is a curse .

So to beat that, my ask box is open to all and I will take requests bc I'm bored. Fanart or fanfic of characteres or OC are accepted whom ever they are... (although I would prefer if they were characteres or OC from the following fandom :

-Hollow knight

- little nightmares

-the owl house )

I will not however draw or write suggestive or problematic art of them (plz do not ask such thing or it will have consequences)

I just love this being the first thing I see when I open a steam card

New chapter for my fic. I made art for this chapter a few months ago (which is under the cut)and redid it as my style changed from then. There are some stuff I like about the old artwork but I feel like I wasn't able to translate it into this new work. Well, whatever, Just gotta keep on drawing and improving my art.