Featherseeds

oodles of doodles. This is where I put all the weird art that doesn't go anywhere else. Mostly fanart from video games. Currently playing Silksong!

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Pinned Post! + Art Requests

Hello! Welcome to my little doodle spot. This place is mostly going to be fanart/one-page comics. Right now I'm super into Hollow Knight, but sometimes I'll post other art. I'm open to Hollow Knight art requests! Send me Ask me Anything requests and if it tickles my fancy I'll probably draw it!

Here's a sleeping Baby Stag to sweeten the deal

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I love her silly skitter

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Man how cool is the Pinstress? When I’m an old lady I wanna fall asleep in the snow and then fight a demigod while floating off and running away like a concussed chicken

I wanted to draw both her and Seamstress in their prime, when the Order of the Pinstress protected the Citadel. They were probably terrifying and lethal :D

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Some silly Silksong sketches.

I love the contrast between how Hornet reacts to Styx versus the Vaultkeeper in terms of service. The dominance of her Wyrm lineage sure shines through when some old crabby dude is giving her lip and withholding the service he owes to her Weaver blood :)

Also I love the Sawtooth Circlet so much.

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The way Weavers look versus how they sound is such an alarming contrast. How can you be so elegant in your flowing white silk dresses and heavenly harps and then sound like a sewer gremlin

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So sad that Styx was accidentally slain by his mistress’ kind words. That much praise was simply fatal to him.

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i was helping @ahollowmelody to find direction in design of some characters for her Hollow Knight Gijinka AU (the way i see it)

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Silksong sketches

I love that Hornet loving soft and fluffy things is canon

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I can’t stop thinking about her.

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Why Does Shakra Do This?

Because in her homeland it's a sign of respect. (No, seriously!)

We learn a lot about Shakra's cultural background throughout Silksong. She comes from a tribe of proud warriors who adhere to traditions of travel and combat. Where she's from, one's weapon is attached to one's name as a signifier of identity, and there are special rules around how one greets strangers on their travels. When meeting a fellow warrior, you say "poshanka" while presenting your battle-stance and weapon:

That stance is an important detail, because the physical way you greet someone says a LOT about your cultural principles. To give two examples: The bow is an ancient sign of deference, in which you make yourself smaller, look to the ground, and lean forward in a way that leaves you vulnerable to attack. All clear indicators of submission and trust. The handshake meanwhile originated as a greeting between warriors, in which you present your dominant hand to indicate you have no intention of drawing your weapon. An indicator of peaceful intention but not submission, as to maintain each warrior's pride.

Shakra's greeting takes the prideful aspects of the handshake to its logical extreme. In her tribe you show respect not by lowering your guard, but by raising it. This implies acknowledging the skill of your fellow warrior is considered more important than establishing yourself as peaceful or friendly. The greeting declares: "I consider you dangerous enough to feel threatened. Here is my fighting-style and weapon of choice, the two things most integral to my identity."

With this context in mind, we can connect the dots as to why Shakra lowers herself to speak to Hornet. In nature, eye-level is an indicator of size that translates to threat and authority. Having to look up at someone while speaking to them makes you feel small, establishing a difference in power. For a tribe of proud warriors who base respect around acknowledging one another as dangerous, looming over a fellow warrior so that they feel small could be perceived as a challenge to that warrior's pride.

Thus in Shakra's tribe it became common practice to lower yourself to another's eye-level while speaking, as a physical indication that you consider them an equal and intend to speak to them as such.

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I am absolutely DELIGHTED that Shakra will wreck an enemy if they get too close to her. Shakra you are so cool.

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Havin fun in Pharloom, Hornet?

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Silksong spoiler art incoming!

Hey everyone! Just a warning that I will be making some Silksong art, which will likely contain spoilers for the game. I will be adding the #silksong spoilers tag to these posts.

If you do not want to see potential spoilers, please be sure to add #silksong spoilers to your filtered/blocked tags! I don’t want to ruin anything for anyone!

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Wendy’s what

I’ve barely been home 24 hours

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WHY?

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i tried to replicate manga art style, i faield :[

maybe next time :]

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Listening to the Hollow Knight soundtrack - in particular the theme for Radiance and got some ideas. I’ve never particularly enjoyed her theme as much as the rest of the soundtrack, but after listening to a music theory review of it by Davi Vasc I came to appreciate it more. As he put it, the theme has an air of “majestic madness”.

The Radiance is a fascinating character in Hollow Knight. For most of the game you directly feel her presence through the infected bugs attacking you at every turn, but you never see her. The only image you ever see of her is at Hallownest's Crown - a crumbling stone statue that doesn't really portray her true glory.

She used to be the goddess of this place until she was usurped. I imagine in her prime she was regal, elegant, terrifying to behold, but deeply beloved by all her worshipped her. And then one day another took her place. Gradually she was forgotten, her places of worship neglected.

A goddess like this doesn't simply fade away. At first she seethes, waiting for her subjects to see how pitiful this new king's light is compared to hers, to come back, reaching towards her, brilliant and bright. She despairs - a goddess thrives on veneration, deserves it.

But it never happens. Every day more and more forget about her, until she exists only in the memories of a few moths.

Old gods are vengeful. Her anger turns to hatred. She grows mad, maniacal. If they won't worship her by choice then she'll make them.

I imagine by the time the Knight challenges her, she is a crazed shell of her previous glory. Tattered, disheveled, rage and the hunger of adoration she's long been starved of have turned her into a terrible thing, ancient and terrifying and beautiful and glorious. "I WAS ADORED. I WILL BE ONCE MORE"

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I love lilacs. I LOVE lilacs. I have pulled my car over just so I can go over and sniff at a lilac bush overhanging the sidewalk.

I have also planted my entire body into large enough lilac bushes. Gotta get those sniffs.