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stiffyck · 4 months
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I was rereading this lovely fic and thinking about how Pearl told Scar to kill her-
and I thought. what if pearl was on his back during that conversation
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deadlyhuggles6 · 1 month
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moonchild on a late-night delivery
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bailey-dreamfoot · 2 years
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SLEEPY BOAT LADS
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DTIYS for @homiu-l !
I've only ever done 2 DTIYS' and both were for the same artist. I missed doing these, so much! Also, can you guys tell I've never really made a full design for Pearl, Scar, or Impulse? hehe- oops.
OO- hybrids tho!
Grian is a Scarlet Macaw
Mumbo is an Owl-Moth
Pearl is a Luna Moth
Scar is a Phantom
and Impulse is a Sliverfish! :D
I love all of em
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gillipopmoji · 4 days
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Wing flaps for moth tail wagging for fox and deer maybe?
i don't think ive actually made full body character emojis before so it was a bit intimidating to start (that's why this took so long lmao)
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i don't actually know anything about moths so i just picked some colors at random looking at fanart of moth pearl other people had made. mif you want me to do like. a specific species lmk.
the colored lineart is something ill probably only be doing for character emojis unless requested btw. tried doing these with black lineart and it looked wrong
ill probably make some with different expressions later but mobile 10 image limit yk
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spooksthenoodles · 4 months
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I drew different pearl hybrids but mid way through I realised my love for jellyfish pearl🤭🤭
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not-a-vegan3 · 11 months
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Headcanon that sometimes the moth instincts are to strong and multiple hermits have to football-tackle and hold Pearl down because shes trying to throw herself into lava.
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hurr1cane-sketches · 7 days
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Art from the laptop
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pitypartypoisonn · 1 year
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limited life pearl but i just had fun with her outfit ^-^
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solarius · 2 years
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Fluffy moth Pearl? Fluffy moth Pearl!
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Thank you @whisperingwinters for the neck floof idea :]
Also reference image:
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beansismyreligion · 2 years
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✮👾🛸🌙
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whoopsie-collective · 2 years
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Hermittober Day 1: Moon
Prompt list under cut
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ycharaexey · 1 month
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Eu fiz um desafio com aquelas duas que eu acabei de pegar( não fui eu que fiz o design)
Laranja é a Pérola Abóbora, azul é a Pérola Mariposa Descorrompida ou apenas Pérola Mariposa
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I did a challenge with those two that I just got( I didn't made the design)
Orange one is Pumpkin Pearl, blue is Uncorrupted Moth Pearl or just Moth Pearl
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pearl being a cinnabar moth
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Oh yess that would fit her red life skin (3rd life)
Cinnabar moths also mostly eat plants that are toxic or bitter to most other species! Suspicious soup, anyone?
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hopepetal · 1 year
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Drew Pearl as a moth/enderman hybrid!!
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mildlylesbian · 1 year
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Upcoming fic renaming
Context: Working toward writing a fic where Jimmy was taken in by the Watchers to replace Grian after he escaped them in season 6.
Previously I slapped the name "our many eyes" onto it just so I could have something to tag. However, it never fit the fic so I was brainstorming and finally settled on one I like, which will be what all posts concerning this fic will be tagged with from here on out;
Of Songbirds And Watchers
It's been four years since a watcher had been welcomed into Hermitcraft. Two years since a moth found her way to her watcher brother. Five years since both of them lost their canary sibling.
Neither had ever stopped looking, scouring every world for their missing piece. After so long the watcher had begun giving up hope, though the moth was persistent. What neither suspected was that they wouldn't find the canary, but he would find them. But something has changed, the canary no longer has his wings.
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Yes, I am aware that the name is similar to "Ballad of Songbirds and Snakes" from The Hunger Games series. No it wasn't directly inspired, but it was probably a background thought when thinking of names so.
When it comes to planning this fic... I am behind. I was hoping to get the first chapter out in mid-January, but that did not happen. Right now I'm aiming for the end of February for the first chapter, and hopefully, I'll be updating this blog with more content about it before then.
The fic will be uploaded on AO3, and currently has 5 arcs planned - spanning from the start of season 9 to the end of the Empires x Hermitcraft collab. That's a 10-month timespan for the story.
[tag updated Hermitcraft headcanons master post here when it's posted me]
Please ask me questions, not just about this fic but about anything. I love sharing my ideas and engaging with other writers and readers!
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bordercolliefan · 1 year
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Fist tumblr post, take chapter one of a watcher Grian story
With one beat of his powerful parrot wing, Grian leaped into the bright blue sky. He soared through the small town of boatem. It was a normal day on hermitcraft, Mumbo was farming potatoes, Pearl was working on her base, Scar was… Grian tried not to laugh as he watched the man run in circles from a creeper. Grian rolled his eyes and dived down to Scar. He pulled out his sword as he landed and stabbed the creeper in the back. The two watched as the enemy in front of them dissolved into dust. “Grian!” Scar exclaimed. “Y’know I thought I was toast.”
“Yeah, well you're welcome. Where’s your armor and weapons anyway?” Grian asked. “Oh! It's sorta a long story but you see it started when…” Grian watched the man ramble on about his day. You really couldn’t stop Scar when he got talking. “And then I fell in the boatem hole,” he finished. 
As Scar finished his story Grian felt an oddly familiar feeling. A feeling he thought he had escaped a long time ago. And that was the feeling of being watched. He uneasily glanced around and pressed his wings closer to his back. He was brought out of his thoughts by Scar. “Grian are you alright?” He asked. “You’ve gone all pale.”
“Oh me, I-i’m fine,” Grian answered. Scar may have been oblivious at times but Grian knew he wasn’t stupid, and that display wasn’t fooling anyone.
“Are you sure–” he was cut off by a ping on both their communicators. Grian quickly pulled it out of his pocket, thankful for the distraction. 
“X called a server meeting,” he muttered. “It must be important, he told us to come immediately. We should probably get going.” 
“You go ahead, I need to get a spare elytra,” Scar said. 
“Alright, well I’ll see you there!” With that he beat his wings and soared into the sky. The message had said the meeting was at spawn so that's where he was headed. He glanced over his shoulder and noticed the familiar shape of Pearl coming towards him. She beat her moth wings a little harder to catch up to him.
“Hey G,” She said. “What do you think the meetings’ about?” Grian hesitated before answering. He knew very well what it was about. There was no doubt in his mind the watchers were here, and they were here for him. He trusted Pearl, she was his adopted sister after all.
“They found me,” he muttered. Pearl glanced at him in surprise.
“What!? How?!” She asked in a panic.
“I don’t know but we need to stay calm. I don’t want Xisuma to know I’m… one of them,” he said.
“What if you told them you were a watcher,” she suggested.
“Now that’s the stupidest suggestion I’ve ever heard,” he said. “They’d kick me out for sure, or worse yet, permakill me.”
“Grian, you and I both know the hermits would never do that. This is my first season of hermitcraft and I can tell they care about you, Grian. Just think about it…” The rest of the flight was silent, all that could be heard was the beating of wings and the whistling of the wind. 
Soon enough they made it to spawn. Most of the hermits had already gotten there. Grian and Pearl sat down next to each other at the round meeting table. After a few minutes the rest of the hermits arrived and the meeting began. “I’ve called you all here today to address some very serious matters,” Xisuma began. “Earlier today I was visited by a watcher.” Grian could feel his heart beating faster and faster. Murmurs of surprise rippled through the crowd.
“But watchers aren’t real are they?” Gem asked in surprise.
“I thought watchers were just a fairytale,” Ren added.
“Watchers are definitely real, and definitely dangerous,” Doc said. “But why did they visit you X, what's going on.”
“The watcher told me that I had something of theirs. Someone on my server did at least,” the admin explained. Grian could feel the beads of sweat running down his neck as X continued to talk. “I don’t know what it means, but I was hoping one of you would.”
“Who's dumb enough to steal from a watcher!” Tango exclaimed. “Do they have a death wish!?” 
“I don’t know,” X said with a sigh. “If anyone has any idea what's going on please speak up. We need to know. The watcher said that if we didn’t return what belonged to them by next week they would take it themselves. A watcher's treasure certainly can’t be worth possibly losing some of our friends' lives.” Pearl glanced at Grian. Grian, being a watcher, could read minds, and if there was a time to do so it was now. “Grian!” Pearl screamed in her thoughts. “Just tell them please!” Grian quickly shook his head no at her. He really wished that mind reading went two ways.
“Grian, Pearl, do you know something?” Grian whipped his head around to look at X. Every single pair of eyes at the table was on him, but it wasn’t nearly as bad as the peering eyes he couldn’t see. He cringed as he realized how suspicious he must have looked.
“I, well, um,” he stuttered. “I really need to go.” He abruptly stood up and took off into the sky.
This day couldn’t have gone any worse.
Will I finish this? Who knows. This is pretty bad, I'm usually better at writing. Expect more from me, drawing and stories mostly.
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