Huevember Day 30: Golden Days Of Gilded Helianthia ☀️🌻✨

its wallpaper sized.

do with that information what you will.

normal team best meeting

hellooo may i request some soup group (pearl, impulse, gem) if it isn't too much trouble :0?

just some guys for you

An art dump for the hermit archives au by @chrisrin, been really enjoying reading all the fics and plan to draw more

Etho is such a funny little guy

He’s the og Minecrafter, he listens to metal music and punk rock, he never drives over the speed limit, he learned to code at age nine, one of his best qualities include sobbing “nooohohohooooo” while being chased by mobs, he’s a redstone master, he’s recently fired from his own made up cooking show, his biggest fan is a sentient moss man with massive eyes

He’s so funny and I love him, he’s just so incredibly special to me

Some Soup Group + Cleo doodles

“I don’t need weapons to hurt you”

The idea of an evil/moon Gem was just too good not to draw. With all the hermitcraft stuff, sculk lore and spooky vibes happening in Empires rn I wanted to try design a corrupted version of Gem! Perhaps she isn’t as warm and innocent as she seems?

For the design itself I took inspiration from the sculk, soul fire, phantoms and blue butterflies (with a little bit of puppet Zelda thrown in there for good meatier). I tried making the dress look like parts of a butterfly chrysalis as well as giving it the rib cage/insectoid shell vibes.

Overall I had a blast making this piece and it may be my favourite Empires piece I’ve done so far :D

Just loved they really thought it was a renamed cow at first ahahaa

Welcome to my next au, boatem in the apocalypse!

Summary: Five high schoolers try to survive the zombie apocalypse. What could go wrong?

And here's a snippet of what's to come!

The gun was lowered, and Scar glanced over at Grian with a questioning stare. Dark eyes met his green ones, and the avian almost imperceptibly shook his head. He had no idea what was going on then, either.

The man pulled off his gasmask, eyes wide. “You're Grian and Scar! From Hermitcraft High School?”

Scar's jaw dropped. “Impulse! No way- is that really you?”

“Dude!” Grian's face lit up. “We thought we were the only ones who survived!” He took a step forward, eyes pleading. “Have you seen my sister? Pearl? Long brown hair, moth wings, probably looking for me as well?”

Impulse shook his head. “Nope, sorry man. I've been keeping an eye out for anyone but... that explosion was pretty big.” His voice choked up. “...I had to dig Joel and Lizzie out of the rubble.”

Grian and Scar bowed their heads, silent in grief. They hadn't really known the two, but still... losing people you knew still hurt, even in the apocalypse.

losing my MIND at zed’s new episode why are grian and zed the same person in different fonts. it’s like times new roman vs calibri. their senses of humor and penchant for creative chaos work so well together i’m losing it