#npcdrawsthings

[saberstardraws]

i may be cringe, but i am free

#tsp #hermitcraft #hermitcraft au #mumbo jumbo #grian #hermitcraft grian #hermitcraft mumbo #npcdraws #npcdrawsthings #digital art #grian fanart #hc grian #mumbo fanart #grian hermitcraft #the stanley parable

[sweasling]

was watching matpat play tspud n i looove the idea of mumbo narrator (@npcdrawsthings is where i saw that first, i love his designs)

#tspud #tsp #mumbo jumbo #mumbo fanart #hermitcraft #grian #grian fanart #the stanley parable

[chirpthebird]

it’s a diverse environment of narrator design headcanons out there and i have attempted to categorize them. i had a tough time with it and everyone is free to correct me or suggest alternatives i would love to discuss /gen

art is from @purplequay @doodlingbot @ninten-draw @nickitysplit @npcdrawsthings and @mr-viwick if anyone isn’t comfortable with me using their art please let me know and i will replace/remove it!

bottom right and bottom left are my favorites they are very funny to me

#tspud #tspud narrator #the narrator #tsp narrator #tsp #art post #funnies

[mrstanleyparable]

drew some other people’s narrator designs! plus my own boy because i adore him

other designs belong to @vaporbyte @npcdrawsthings and @weaponsdrawn!

close ups under the cut:

#jupiter.png #tsp narrator #the stanley parable #fanart #tspud #the stanley parable ultra deluxe #my art

[hubbydraws]

@npcdrawsthings and I are talking about old men! ⭐

#this is my best friend uvu #art #myart #friend art #friendship art #persona #persona art #train #subway #who knows anymore #plushie #sheep #pink #pretty #colorful #rainbow #cute #sky #clouds #best friend #best friend art #^^ #happy

[viridianv0id]

Ur art make me go 😳 -npcdrawsthings

your art make ME go 😳

#like seriously #i really like your art #holy shit #how do you even know me #your art is waay better #ask #npcdrawsthings #Anonymous

[doctorsiren]

npc mumbo anon again, its a new ask blog called npcmumbo its made by npcdrawsthings

Huh

okay

.-. My brand’s being stolen /j

#doctorsiren #not art #siren speaks

[wembly-art]

Here in the garden

Au by @npcdrawsthings ! :)

#hermitcraft #npc grian #npc grian spinel #grian #grianmc #idk if i should put grian in the tags but oh well

[rustic-haus]

((me and @npcdrawsthings​ waitin... but for who? grian? who knows. for height reference my npc is 5′7, two inches taller than my grian who is 5′5, and my bud’s npc is 5′3.))

#npc grian #npc grian ask blog #npc #ask npc grian #npc ask blog #minecraft #grian minecraft #minecraft ask blog #minecraft grian

[mine-sara-sp]

@npcdrawsthings NPC deserves to feel found!

#Grian #npc grian #npc grian spinel #sp art

[saberstardraws]

if i fall i think ill fly

#hermitcraft grian #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #grian #envy au #npcdraws #npcdrawsthings #wip #making an animation to my ordinary life.. heres a sneek peek :) #ill keep posting more wips as i finish parts of the animation!! #hermitblr

[weirdnessproductions]

Know this: If you can draw amazingly and draw dudes like no problem, 9/10 times I will get flustered

@ducktbm @pastel-mumbo

EDIT: @npcdrawsthings

[certified-dumbass]

Hitman Iskall

So, i saw ur spinel!npc grian au @npcdrawsthings , and i thought "i want hitman iskall writen out!" Then i remembered im a writer and i can do it myself. So here! I made a mini fic lol!

    The sharp scythe sliced through Iskall, shimmering a painful red. The wielder; a short man with a red sweatshirt, very pale skin and robotic eyes; drew the red hollagraph back towards himself, smiling a smile of someone who lost his mind years ago.

    The real Grian rushed forward, falling to his knees in front of his friend, grabbing their shoulders, the Sahara logo looming behind him. He began sobbing and let out a shuddering wail.

    “HOW COULD YOU??” He screeched as his counterpart simply kept smiling his robotic smile.

    “You’re next!” NPC Grian giggled, disappearing into nothingness.

    The builder looked down at his friend, expecting to see blood soaking through his lime green suit, but instead, the suit was turning black. Where the blood would have spilled, a black fabric peaked through. Where it touched the person's skin, it turned weathered and tanned, with scars running up and down his arms and chest. Worst of all, where it should have touched their green slime wings, the wings just vanished. It was like a horrid transformation, a twisted switch.

    Grian picked up his friend and started flying over to his base, spamming rockets and crying, not even thinking about the black fabric. The wind battered the two of them, prematurely drawing tears from G’s eyes. He reached the top of his tall base, diving straight to the bottom without a question. He went straight over to the nearest bed and set down the unconscious person, taking his hand.

    “No, no, no, Iskall…” he trailed off. What did that scythe even do? Why were they changing? Why was there no blood?

    These questions ran through his mind as he sat there, watching the ugly transformation occur. Late into the night, right as he began nodding off from exhaustion, Iskall sat up, looking around. He was now completely the new person, with a black suit and their diamond eye turning red. He scanned the room like he was searching for threats. He finally turned his head towards the sleeping man and gently pulled his hand away. They got up quickly, silently, pulling out their sword with the precision of someone who had done it a million times.

    Stalking around behind his supposed captor, he drew back his sword to strike. But for some reason he hesitated. It was like he had seen this person, this place before… No time for that. They backed away, trying to find a way out, some sort of ladder or something, or maybe a staircase.

    No such luck, so he decided to confront his captor face to face, in one on one combat. Finding a little nook, they climbed up the mountain of chests and settled themselves in one of the three looming pillars, and sat down to wait. He was very accustomed to waiting, his job as a hitman had made sure of that. Staring at the man, they looked him over.

Messy, sandy blond hair, like he had just walked out of a hurricane. A red turtle neck that was a size too large. Blue jeans that were slim fitting and black high top sneakers. Large, feathery white wings protruded from his back, spilling over the back of his chair. He seemed harmless enough, but Iskall already knew looks could be deceiving.

So they waited. And waited. And waited.

    Almost five hours had passed when Iskall felt the slight inkling of being bored. Picking up the nearest thing he could find- an anvil- he decided to wake up this winged fellow.

    Balancing it over the gap, they dropped it right next to him, sending him into a fluttering, surprised mess. Although Iskall found it mildly amusing, he showed no emotion. The captor whirled around, staring directly at them.

    “Iskall? You’re awake?? And okay??” Grian was ecstatic but also confused. Where were his wings? Why wasn’t he laughing?

    The twisted Iskall scowled, which was the opposite of what the builder thought he would do. It kind of scared him.

    “How do you know my name?” They growled.

    “You- you’ve been my best friend all season?” Grian was shocked. This had to be some sort of prank.

    They leaped down while pulling their sword out, not taking any fall damage. Definitely not a prank.

    Stalking forward, they began to question him, “Who are you?”

    “I’m uhh- I mean- Grian, but-”

    “How do you know my name?”

    “I’ve known you for- you and I- we knew each other for forever?”

    “How long have I been here?”

    “My base? About- I mean- almost a day,”

    “What are you talking about ‘seasons?”

    “I really think you should just lie down-”

    “Quiet!” Iskall snapped at him, turning his attention back to the exits, wonder how to leave.

    “How do I get out?”

    “You really don't seem to be in the best condition too-”

    Iskall suddenly leapt towards Grian, his sword grazing his throat, “I need to leave, now. Now, how do I get out?”

    Whatever that scythe had done, this sure wasn’t Iskall anymore.

#hermitcraft #mineblr #minecraft #ideas plz! #lol i know its bad #grian #iskall #iskall85 #grianmc #hermitblr

[ihavenoconsistentname]

[Click for better quality]

While I work on other drawings have a cozy chibi little NPC Grian playing with the floaty blue friends from @npcdrawsthings' stream (Which was very fun btw!!)

I also can't do backgrounds but I was set on doing this one so >:/

#hermitcraft #grian mc #npc grian #npc gri #npg #my art

[zeejax]

uhh doodle dump?

in order from top left to bottom right with IDs:

[id #1: a drawing of @npcdrawsthings' spinel npc grian looking upset and saying the lines "who am i? who am i?" from the song other friends from steven universe. end id]

[id #2: evil xisuma sitting curled up, crying. the text next to him says "i'm just your problem," a lyric from i'm just your problem from adventure time. end id]

[id #3: an unfinished bdubs and ren sketch, fistbumping eachother with the caption "birthday buddies!" underneath are a few welsknights, on mid-battle and one post-battle with blood dripping from his helmet. end id]

[id #4: grian (or "sally") from my good friend @fluid-quartz' fic, caught in the spiders web! his skin is greyed and he looks thin and tired. he wears a black cloak with a spider clasp. he has big purple wings and you can just see the edge of a green marking on his chest. end id]

[id #5: the architoys from the @hermittoy au! grian is a small rubber doll, holding onto a tall hand-made mumbo jumbo doll. on mumbo's other side is a wooden doll iskall. mumbo and iskall are slightly creepy, which is very cool. end id]

#my art #blood tw #gore tw #violence tw #:v #grian #hermitcraft #welsknight #evil xisuma #mumbo jumbo #iskall85 #bruise tw #cent arts

[orionsces]

Hey @npcdrawsthings! I can't wait when we play this game dude! I'm super pumped! :D

#🍒 #taurtis.txt #arg