hanging out and watching hermitcraft with my engineering student friend, and they are critiquing mumbo jumbo’s base. deadass pulled out a sticky note and pencil explains why it would never work 😭😭😭
fish fear me, mending fears me, men turn their eyes away from me as I walk no beast dare makes a sound in my presence I'm alone and mending-less on this barren earth
aka, I re-painted my own painting, this was fun 🐟
Mother spore!! So sporely!!!!!!
DDVAU by @kitsuneisi and @xmaruu11! Go check it out, it's such a neat AU, really well crafted.
ddvau by @kitsuneisi and @xmaruu11
Can you draw that snail? You know the one who got out of Grian's power and started to eat Gem's lighthouse?
little guy <3
alternatively: big guy.
Part II
Thanks so much for the waiting! I know we kinda hype up the chapter too much but I hope it can live up to y'all guys expectations Once again thanks so much to maru for doing the flat colors and also for being an amazing writter and friend in general
"So, and I can't believe I have to be the guy to point this out," Doc starts hesitantly.
"Terrible start! Go on," Cleo says.
"But you seem to be one of the only sane people left right now," Doc continues.
"Even more terrible, although I appreciate your delusion," Cleo says.
"And I have to--you know, if you're going to make fun of me for bringing you a problem maybe I just won't. I can solve it myself. I basically solved the moon thing myself," Doc says. "I am trying to be responsible before this turns into a whole thing."
"Doc, you came to me. Did you want anything that wasn't me making fun of you? Because you know, if so, I really feel bad for you. I already feel bad enough for you that you think you actually managed to do anything at all about the moon thing."
Doc throws his hands up. "I am trying to warn you the ocean is evil! It's important! This is important!"
"The deep sea being evil isn't new," Cleo starts, "I was building Atlantis last season--"
"It sent, sent, salmon people to kill me!"
Cleo stops. They look Doc in the eyes. They search for any signs of deception at all. It's a little hard to tell, on account of Doc only having one eye even capable of expressiveness, and his face being the opposite of human, but...
"What?" Cleo says dumbly.
"It was like, like, Beef and Skizz, they were crazy! They were talking about a giant fish and how I shouldn't defy it. And I was like, what is a Big Salmon? I don't know, man, but they're ocean mobsters. And then I started looking. It's not just them. It's not just them Cleo, it's everyone. The ocean, man, it's evil, it's getting everyone. I've, I've made a list. Grian. Have you looked at Grian lately?"
"I think if we were worried about every time Grian got possessed then we wouldn't have any free time," Cleo says hesitantly.
"Right, right, but it was supposed to be Demise. The killing each other, all of the killing each other. I thought, oh, that'll get it out of their systems. But it's not just him Cleo! It's--have you seen Gem? She's all, oh, I will build a boat. Oh, I'll provoke the creatures of the deep. And then. Do you know what I saw all of Team ZITS doing? Fishing!"
"Doc," Cleo says, increasingly concerned for him. He looks... disheveled.
"And not just fishing, oh no. They were standing in the water fishing! And Pearl! Have I mentioned that Pearl is dressing up as a salmon? I mentioned that, yes? The salmon Pearl?"
"You hadn't, unless that was the big fish thing," Cleo says.
"No, that was something different, I think Pearl is maybe a different salmon."
"Sure, okay, more than one salmon, that makes sense," Cleo says dryly.
"And everyone, they are fishing each other around the ocean, yes? Etho is in the ocean! XB is in the ocean! I think I saw Joe crawl out of the ocean earlier, he was all wet and haunted! Surely that is a sign the ocean is evil."
"No, he's just like that," Cleo says. "Also, I did the fishing rod thing too. I think it's just... normal fun."
"They're getting you too. My assessment that you're the sane one. I've said too much."
"I think you need sleep," Cleo says. "Doc, there isn't an ocean-based conspiracy. It's the start of the season. You know we're just like this."
"That's the thing, I can't sleep," Doc says. "I can't. I sleep and I see it. I see it, lurking beneath the waves. It's calling for me Cleo. It's calling. And when it calls, it seems so--kind. But then. But then! I wake up, and I remember the shape of it, and..."
Doc shudders and stops talking. Cleo looks at him a moment longer and then, like comforting a nervous animal, takes his shoulder.
"You should take a nap. It's the start of the season. You're over-stressing yourself. Too much too fast?" they say, as soothingly as possible.
"It's coming for us," Doc says. "It's coming. I don't want to ignore it this time, yes? What's coming for us. We should--we should--"
"Even if it is, Doc, I don't think we can fight the ocean. Come on. Maybe sleeping in my base will help reset your brain."
Doc shudders, but lets Cleo guide him inside. They watch until at last he falls asleep fitfully before shaking their head and sighing.
"A giant fish that was trying to kill him. Honestly. I don't know where he gets these things from. Always a conspiracy with him..."
They decide to go to Ren. Ren knows how to humor Doc. Surely they can get in their ridiculous games again, and Doc will forget all about this. Doc would enjoy the Ministry of Ministries. Maybe he can be an anarchist or something. That would be good for him.
Doc cries out in his sleep. Cleo turns to him.
Then again, they have this strange sinking feeling in their stomach. Doc's... awfully worked up.
But it's Doc.
Surely it's nothing.
in a classic “only on hermitcraft” move, the booming fishing industry is funding the space program
Normal man does normal activity and is so, so normal about it 🐟
(my minecraft + mcyt tag)
grian as the strange man who appears suddenly on gem’s dock with no explanation. no one knows who he is.
no one saw him arrive and he has no car.
he’s never bought anything from the store, and a few locals said they saw him simply cooking and eating the fish he catches on the spot.
the only belongings he seems to own are his fishing gear.
when asked where he lives, he points to the cliff. there is a tiny blue house there, balancing precariously on wooden stilts. the house has never been there and no one’s seen it before, but the local gas attendant pulled up a 40 year old photo of her grandma on the beach, and sure enough, the tiny house is there, a wee speck of color hanging like a barnacle on the cold, wet bluff.
the age of his mysterious little home aside, no one’s sure when he visits it. he’s at his little dock before the earliest ships cast out, and the sickly glow of his lantern can be seen long into the coldest of nights.
the man has pulled the strangest things from the ocean. fish, to be sure, but other, stranger things. lily pads, far from their native biomes. fishing poles, tattered and worn, of various makes and styles- some look positively ancient. boots. giant shells with twisted patterns to match no living thing. a genuine horse saddle once. bowls. a bone that looked just a bit like a human femur.
and books. perfect, unblemished books, nearly glowing with some kind of energy and filled with a script both unfamiliar and unsettling to see.
he opens them each with a breathless anticipation that tastes like brine or maybe tears.
but whatever he sees in them is not what he wants, and each book is tossed aside with resigned disgust and something like despair, before the weathered pole is taken up to cast a line to sea once more.
While I'm working on this silly comic, I would like to shoutout websites like 360cities, which provide phenomenal references for things like the inside of the cathedral of Notre Dame, and the many sites with high quality photos of the choir reliefs in Chartes Cathedral. You're the real MVPs
They're precious
mumbo’s episode is so funny bc he spends the entire first half of it relentlessly dunking on ren while trying to mine iron ore with a wooden pickaxe
60+ artists gathered together to conceptualize Scarland as a real theme park. The result is 181 pages full of care and detail, to show appreciation for Scar's passion project. Enjoy!
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Comic strip artists from the 40’s draw their characters while blindfolded
The girl brothers ... i like drawing children and i like my child jimmy design
a silly knights au i made that started as a joke, but now has quite a bit of lore, worldbuilding, and lovely writing behind it! I will hopefully continue to add to this as more gets developed.
The Knights:
boatem (impulse, grian, pearl, scar, and mumbo)
vex scar
watcher siblings (pearl and grian)
Big Eyes:
the big eyes crew (tango, bdubs, keralis)
bdubs design breakdown
tango design breakdown
Dogwarts + Doc:
Ren
Martyn
Bigb
Doc
Misc Folks:
Cub
Jimmy
Joel and Lizzie
Skizz
Campfire song
Knights portraits
Company car scheme
Scar and familiar Jellie
Impulse sketch
Desert duo sketch (1)
Desert duo sketch (2)
Pearl sketch
Grian and mumbo sketch
Healing (mini comic)
Vex scar
Vex scar comic
Boob-window comic
Vex cub + convex doodle
Ancient paths
Impulse doodle
Team rancher doodle
Four armed Pearl sketch
Strongest knights sketch
Scar and Jellie
Only Human chapter 1
Only Human chapter 2
Only Human chapter 3
Only Human chapter 4
Mumbo and sunsets
Rancher hug
Ranchers and Jimmy's wings
"That's awkward" (mini comic)
Hunter joel
Perfect impulse (mini comic)
(I'm probably only going to include important worldbuilding or character related asks here, also, there's gonna be posts here that mention having "no idea" for backstories and the like, but by now those have been developed.)
Convex canon + familiar Jellie
Vex magic
Grian and Impulse backstory ideas (starter concepts)
Vex scar (1)
Vex scar + evoker cub
"Freelance knights" + weapons
Convex
Traces of magic (scar + jellie)
Shape shifter mumbo
Impulse is just a guy
Boatem knights design breakdowns
Horse marriage
These fics are written by the lovely Zera Hopepetal and Elle Periwinklemoonlight, and are canon to the stories of the knights and the other folks in this au
Boatem knights writing masterpost (Zera)
Somewhere only we know (Elle)
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I should be allowed to do one thing, uninterrupted, forever