So here's to the love one can find in the stars.
now this one I call "I just summited minecraft fanfiction as a final project in my uni class, and got away with it." But anyway, enjoy some create s2 boys
and a transcript below the cut.
To Fields of Stars
There lies a small community off in the new growth of our world, one covered in new technology where the cogs of machines spin with flowers building their supports.
Here builds an architect's fantasy, where houses will walk across the flowering fields, trains sound off in the distance, and the automatons will power the complex machinery of their engines.
There, lives the engineer afraid of the moon.
The one who chooses to work the endless nights away, left plagued by nightmares of destroyed homes and frozen voids. a moon that lies a painful reminder of what could not be saved.
Yet each night, when the engineer is too tired to deny, and the moon has become anew, his friend of the sheep brings him to fields of flowers and lets the engineer lie down and watch the sky.
The sheep strings together stories of how stars are born. elaborate tales depicting the nebulas that dance intertwined. Stories of how the constellations love.
Slowly, without the blinding eye looming within the night, the engineer lets himself sleep. Slowly the engineer forgets his fear. Slowly he learns of names hidden in stars.
Slowly, ever so carefully, the engineer learns again how to love the bright void around him.
Knights your boatem
The goofball geniuses at work!
Boatem sleepover doodle
boy i cant wait to have a normal afk session at my megabase i hope no mischievous british men come to disturb the peace
there's a bit of a language barrier there I think I just wanted a excuse to use this headcanon, but the dudes! the guys be vibin! did have another three pages planed for this, never got around to it though,,,
transcript and extras below the cut!
Xisuma/Grian: *general arguing about starting conflicts* Xisuma/Grian: *it is actualy about taxes* Cleo:,,, What are those two even arguing about? Zedaph: something about taxes? Maybe???
Cleo: What do you mean maybe? Zed, You always talk about how well you understand Galactic??
Zedaph: Hey! I can Read galactic very well, yes! ,,,spoken is, a different story however,,, Gem: yea, spoken galactic is honestly a struggle to learn,,,
Scar: what's with X trying to egg Grian into starting the another war over there Cleo:,,,Scar
Scar: hmm? Cleo: Scar, last week you said you didn't know any galactic.
Scar: oh, no no, I don't, why?
Zedaph/Gem/Cleo:,,, Scar: ,,, OH! Is that what that language is????
and here's the unused part of the script + my thumbnails! if any place deserved this part of the script, it'd be Tumblr <3
hellooo may i request some soup group (pearl, impulse, gem) if it isn't too much trouble :0?
just some guys for you
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.
watching scar is like. he just died to a berry bush. he just killed half a team. he is trying to punch someone with a bow. he just made the most wild shot and won them the round. the epic highs and lows of gtws
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
XB miiiight be going a bit crazy.
Just maybe. Perhaps. Just throwing ideas out into the wind.
Like, bad dreams are normal, right? Maybe they shouldn't copy a reality you don't know yet, and maybe, just maybe they shouldn't be filled with very detailed, very empty new worlds, but weird dreams happen! It's nothing to worry about!
Maaaybe the statue was something to worry about though.
But it was fine! It's gone now, XB blew it up, so everything should be fine! Just a bit worrying that it changed what it looked, but weird things happen. And maybe it's a bit worrying that he keeps seeing Kerilson at the edge of his vision, or that he's less and less sure the whole 'Mythland' thing was a dream, or that the other Hermits still weren't back yet. But they would be fine, it would be fine!
Right?
Hi there, I'm new! Pearl main and just general hermit craft follower. Nice to meetcha!
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