hollowknight x reader

Grimm X Vessel! Reader

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Grimm looked boredly at Brumm, who was currently playing his usual accordian. He sloshed around his wine glass, some of the red liquid sloshing out. Brumm looked at him questionably as Grimm sighed yet again, something he had seemed to do a lot of lately. "Master? Are you alright?" Grimm sighed on his couch. (You know, the fancy drama couches they have? Grimm totally has one)

"Well, I guess I'm not all exactly fine. I don't know. It just seems like the Troupe has been missing its flare recently. Nothing new or exciting." Brumm flashed him a look. "Well, you do have GrimmChild, why don't you teach him something?" Grimm slammed his wine glass gently down on the small table that rested next to his drama couch. Brumm startled back a bit, his accordian hanging loose from his bUG hAnDs.

Grimm rubbed his temples with his fingers. (Bc Grimm actually has hands thank goodness-) I've told you multiple times, Brumm," He said, emphasizing the name. "The GrimmChild is not to be trained until someone comes and feeds it the flames it needs." Grimm finished off dramatically, being dramatic with flare was one of his main talents. Brumm looked down at the floor. "Y-yes Master." Grimm sniffed at him. "Now, go find some-thing actually productive to do for me instead of playing that useless thing."

Brumm flashed a very quick glare at Grimm and then picked up the instrument and scurried out of the tent. Grimm heaved a big sigh and then picked up one side of his cloak. "Come out, little one." A pair of red eyes appeared from under the red cloak of Grimm and then a very small and round creature popped out, hovering in the air. Grimm turned over so he was laying on his back and twisted his fingers with the little thing. "I do so wonder if anyone will come and pick you up soon... it would be quite the show."

He trailed off at the end and simply watched the GrimmChild for a bit before hearing a rustle and commotion outside. Grimm snapped his head up and stuffed the GrimmChild back inside his cloak, earning a muffled squeak of indignation from it. Grimm rushed outside and looked around, trying to see what the source was. There, standing next to Divine's tent was a small creature. It had a white shell for a head, big eyes and no mouth, and it wore a greenish-blue cloak.

Grimm paused to study the thing, and then realized it was staring back at him. He startled but regained himself and walked up to the curious thing. "Whatever the matter are you?" He pondered under his breath, but apparently the little shelled thing had heard him. It pointed to its mouth and made a 'X' sign with its small bUg hANDs. Grimm looked at it, raising an eyebrow. "You... cannot speak?" Grimm asked.

The little bug nodded its head in a happy manner. "Ah. Well, can you write out your name perhaps?" Grimm whipped his head around and picked up a stick that was laying on the ground next to him a few feet away. The bug grabbed the stick and wrote out the name in shaky handwriting, 'Y/N' Grimm looked at the letters for a moment. "What a lovely name then!" He exclaimed. Y/N gave a little jump but then gestured towards Divine's tent. "What..? What is the matter?"

Grimm said, following to where Y/N pointed at. Y/N gave him a pointed look and then picked up the stick again, writing in the dirt, 'She took my charms' Grimm blinked. "Oh dear. Well, would you like me to go speak to her then?" Y/N nodded. Grimm sighed and then straightened himself, ( ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°) Sorry I'll stop-) for he had been squatting down to reach heights with the small Y/N. He strode over to Divine's tent, he could hear her shuffling around inside.

"Divine." He commanded as he walked into her tent. She straightened and looked at him, grinning her eerie grin she always had plastered onto her face. "Yess masssterrr?" She questioned slyly. "Did you eat that young bugs charms?" Grimm waved his hand at her. Divine's smile faltered. "They were jussst ssso tassstyy..." She mourned, trailing off at the end. Grimm clapped his hands angrily at her.

"Well, does it look like I care?! That poor Y/N out there needs their charms!" He snapped at the fat worm. "Sssorryyy massster it won't happen againnn..." She slithered to the back of her tent, muttering about charms. Grimm glared after her and then whipped himself around and out of the tent. Y/N was waiting for him outside, playing with the stick.

He crouched down again to reach their eye level as they looked up from their stick. "I am ever so sorry about Divine, I believe she has... some problems... but in the meantime, I do have something for you to do." Y/N perked up. Grimm grinned at her at them and then opened his cloak, letting the GrimmChild fly out. The GrimmChild flew around Grimm's head for a second before smelling Y/N and flying over to them.

"This is my GrimmChild, Y/N and I've been looking for someone to find and feed it the flames it needs. I was wondering if you would be up to the task?" Y/N thought for a moment and then slowed nodded their head. Grimm beamed and kissed their cheeks. "Thank you ever so much dear, it really does mean a lot to me!"

Y/N paused for a second, under their shell they were blushing. This handsome bug had just came and kissed their cheeks! But they nodded and with their stick wrote out in the dirt, 'You are welcome' Grimm smiled at Y/N one last time before patting their back and gesturing behind them. "Well, go on! This child won't feed itself!" Y/N startled and got up, stealing one last look at Grimm before walking away to find the flames. As Grimm watched the little bug, he smiled to himself.

"I think you'll be my favorite act."

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