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this is all from like two weeks ago btw (the bear was killed legally)

But DNA isn’t a Blueprint; it’s DNA. No matter what context you put a Blueprint in, it won’t do certain things. It won’t spontaneously duplicate itself; DNA will. A Blueprint isn’t gonna curl up into a ball and roll away on you. A Blueprint can’t fragment in half and become a rogue construction firm cranking out half-formed cabinets. DNA can and will do these and stranger things. DNA is alive

Anyway a lot of “viruses” are just. Chunks of more complex living things that broke free. Also big chunks of our own genome are just “viruses” that. got stuck. Kinda. It’s not bad! Our Immune System uses those bits for target practice and wargaming. Pretty neat actually. Humans are very advanced under the hood as it turns out.

*You do not retain human intelligence. You are guaranteed to survive and remember the experience afterwards.

To Bind Our Echoes That We May Be Whole

The apocalypse has come and gone, and against all odds, Pharloom remains standing. The time has come for Hornet to return to Hallownest, accompanied by friends and allies: Shakra hopes to explore the mythical land beyond the wastes, and properly lay to rest a member of her own tribe; Lace fears unraveling without the aid of a Weaver, while contending with the immensity of a future free of her mother’s threads; and the Green Prince lives on only to spite the Citadel, passively seeking a more honorable end than might be found in the rubble of his homeland. Meanwhile, Hornet returns from Pharloom with magic and knowledge that might aid in the slow recovery of Hallownest and Deepnest–and perhaps offer the chance to call home the sibling she once thought lost to her forever.

Chapter 10: Loathe the Way They Light Candles in Rome (But Love the Sweet Air of the Votives)

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Hurt and grieve but don't suffer alone Engage with the pain as a motive

Achilles Come Down by Gang of Youths

Time for the Deepnest field trip! First stop, the Distant Village, and the last of Hornet's many homecomings. Very little has changed in Hornet's absence, and yet everything is different now.

Also, Shakra left the party because she can't see in the dark like Hornet (and apparently Lace) can, and needs to go buy a Lumafly lantern. Hope she's been saving up her Geo! (At least the inflation isn't nearly as bad as Pharloom...)

This chapter fought me every step of the way. It's probably the first time this entire comic where I've walked away unsatisfied with every single page. The most important thing, though, is that it's done and I think that I've hit on every plot beat and piece of characterization I set out to do.

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Hollow Knight Fanart Masterpost

Transcript:

"You are my soulmate. We are forged together by battle and tears and love. Also my brother's coming along."

"Isn't it weird that your brother in law is always hanging around?"

Yes, everything about me is fucked up, but what if that was secretly awesome?

Oh, no, my non-involvement with Black art is because I'm not Black. Black people have gone long enough dealing with appropriation and people like me (non-Black) have taken up enough Black spaces enough. So really, I'm actually doing a good thing by non listening to Black music, watching Black movies, reading books by Black authors.

No, you see, trans people are so chronically fetishized and belittled that it's normal for me to feel suspicious and wary to see trans people in sexual contexts, intimate contexts, nudes, artwork, etc. It would be best in fact if I did not engage in erotic or romantic works involving trans people at all.