I made a Grim Omwig emoji as well because he's also a favorite character of mine ♡
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I made a Grim Omwig emoji as well because he's also a favorite character of mine ♡
Grim Onwig relationship headcanons
He's such a supportive lover and he'll give advice if you ask for it but if you just need him to listen quietly then he will
If you ever need something, just ask him. He'll quickly find what you need and steal it. Money? No problem. Painting? You got it, dove. A horse? Well, he's gonna ask a few questions but you'll get the horse
Grim wants to be with you but he has zero interest in traditional options like buying a house or getting married
Staying with him means being on the road constantly and never staying in one place for too long but if you'd rather have some stability in your life like having a consistent job or a home then he'll respect that and visit frequently
The only time he drops calling you dove is when he's very serious about something
me when grim onwig calls my character “dove” 🥰🥰🥰🥰
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Kingdoms of Amalur: Reckoning
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What?? Thirsting for Kingdoms of Amalur content involving the Travelers questline and some good old fashioned pining? Why not check out this fic I’ve made myself? :D
Why does my brain see a gruff, coarse, probably illiterate middle-aged guy that treats the character with unexpected kindness and verbal affection, in a fantasy setting and immediately go 🎶“You are a da-ad, you’re a dad, boogie woogie woogie”🎶
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Chapters: 23/23 Fandom: Kingdoms of Amalur Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Fateless One/Grim Onwig, Agarth & Fateless One (Kingdoms of Amalur), Fomorous Hughes & Fatless One Characters: Fateless One (Kingdoms of Amalur), Grim Onwig, Fomorous Hugues, Agarth (Kingdoms of Amalur), Crilgarin (Kingdoms of Amalur), Phasmer Humm Additional Tags: A little pining, just a little, as a treat, koa spoilers, grappling with the weight of a past life Summary:
From allies, to friends, to more. The Fateless One and Grim Onwig become each other's protectors. Following the Travelers' questline.
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KoA revival is here and so am I with my Grim x Fateless One content. Chapter 1
Agarth had said to be careful, to avoid unnecessary dangers, to try not to attract trouble.
The hooded figure standing guard under a big old chestnut tree in Lorca-Rane certainly spelled trouble.
He was out of view, but he wasn't exactly hiding, so his surprise was only mild to see she'd spotted him.
Eina pulled back her hood and approached the figure, determined. Trying to stay out of trouble was one thing, but she was not very good at avoiding it when it was in the way.
Her words were dry, but not unkind, "All good?"
The man made a gesture with the hand to indicate all was good with him.
"You've got some eyes, dove, to spot me all the way from the pillar."
"You're not hiding," she pointed out, ears perking up at the nickname.
His voice was low and rugged as if he'd swallowed shards of glass down with some brandy, but that didn't diminish its playful tone.
"That may be so but..." he eyed her up and down, Eina noticed, stopping at the nose ring, the quarterstaff slug across her back, the weathered armor and the pair of daggers at the hip, "not every odd traveler would've seen me. Maybe you're not a simple traveler, but a goddess, and your piercing eyes see all? Come to look at my humble post?"
She raised her eyebrows, fighting off a smile, "I see you're at home in this woods, have I trespassed?"
"You're in Star Camp, home of the Travelers, dove. Now, I don't suppose you came here by accident. Ask, dove. Ask to join our number."
He had been slightly more surprised to see she didn't know - didn't remember, she told herself - what the Travellers were. But he made sure to fill the void of knowledge with colorful tales of profit and freedom good enough to pique her interest.
"I'll come back," she assured him, a hint of a threat in her soft, low voice.
"That's what I'm hoping."
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Later in Starcamp, Grim asked Crilgarin about the keen- eyed dokklafar he'd sent her way.
"Strange thing to do, recruit a stranger like that..." the fae mused, "but I don't think your instincts have betrayed you. She spoke to the Hierophant and is off on her first job. We'll see if she comes back..."
"Have a little faith, dear Cril."
"Faith? Words I'd never thought would be uttered by Grim Onwig... don't get your hopes up, friend."
Grim snorted, and made a condescending gesture, he felt a bit naked under Crilgarin's wisdom, "I don't trade in hope."