I NEED TO MAKE THIS OMG SO CUTEEE

Pearl and Tilly!

been meaning to make some more fanart

so heres pearl and tilly

i messed up so this took wayyy longer than expected (╥﹏╥)

look i said I would animate it if u wont

bc that beautiful shit needs to be animated immediately cuz its so goddayum gorgeous

too bad im not that gud at animating lmao XP

Ultimate Lyrics Collage, Idk (Life Series Edition frfr)

Title explains it all. I wrote two songs for Hermitcraft, bur I also wrote one for the Life Series… why? idk man. My friend wants an animatic song too but im afraid its 5 minutes 💀

Desert Devil (Desert Duo, duh !!)

Bear with me here 😔

Giant text warning below... be warned, gl scrolling down.

Desert Devil

Duration: 5:14 (I am so sorry.)

[Epic Instrumental]

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I got into A situation, Struck a deal with The desert devil, In the end I Should've guessed, I made mistakes I can't repent I can't escape, This bond of fate, With the sand crushed Beneath my feet Dug into My bloody hands, Under burning heat

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I made mistakes I've never made, And I must pay for them, I've laid awake Just for your sake, And now I must repent. Honestly, this Wasn't how I Thought it would go, Truthfully, Listen to me, let's try to take it slow! I can't escape, This bond of fate, There's sand beneath my feet Dug into My bloody hands, Under burning heat From pranks and pits To fights with fists, Is it you and I till the end? From tricks and tombs To empty rooms, Are we even friends?

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I've made mistakes Can't help but hate, Struck a deal with The desert devil, Pranks to pits, To fights with fists, Tying up our wrists? Too late to Set my fate straight, Dug my grave with Another's shovel Murder maps and broken traps, We'll never be friends.

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Bargain with me A fantasy, to Pretend you'll be fair, It's how you work, Your ways for days, The ultimate businessman So shake his hand And make us laugh, (ha!) You've been tricked and fooled, An eye for an eye, A heart for a heart, or Friendship for some shoes. I can't escape, This bond of fate, There's sand beneath my feet Dug into My bloody hands, Under burning heat Smile and sing, Dancing, laughing Then fate pulls the rug under us, Die within The cactus ring, I watch you drop to death!

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I've made mistakes Can't help but hate, Struck a deal with The desert devil, Pranks to pits, To fights with fists, Tying up our wrists? Too late to Set my fate straight, Dug my grave with Another's shovel Murder maps And broken traps, Maybe we'll be friends. Die within The cactus ring, Upon a loved one's grave.

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(Ive fallen in love, With the thrill) (As I've never heard, Screams so shrill) A bouquet You hand me, Of lilacs and poppies, I can see, It struck me, That I never left you, The real test, where Do loyalties lie, As I try not to cry, Die within The cactus ring, Upon a loved one's grave.

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I've made mistakes Can't help but hate, Struck a deal with The desert devil, Pranks to pits, To fights with fists, Tying up our wrists? It's too late to Set my fate straight, Dug my grave with Another's shovel Murder maps, And broken traps And so we were friends. Dead within The cactus ring, Upon our loved one's grave.

I DONT HAVE VOCALS :(

pumpkin head ocs!

@artooftheghosts @xx-0wl-xx

i drew our pumpkin head ocs!

idk whether i passed or failed but i recognized all of them...

im actually rlly proud of myself lmao

Gay test.

If you know half of them ur gay. /j

Life Series as Incorrect Tweets

bc i'm bored out of my mind

grian!

One by one they appeared in the space. The space of endless darkness so many of them had called home for so long. The distant lives they had once lived twinkled off in the distance, one, two, three, four, five, six. 

*long writing under cut*

edits: grammar and spelling

He appeared first, his clothes returning to their previous state no longer stained by the blood that had been shed. The coral returned to his body, growing up his sides. This was not his first return but the feeling was still new. He floated through the space to a large clam with soft blankets piled inside and sat. In the side the words “Mean gills” were etched. He wasn’t sure who would appear next but he leaned back into the blankets to wait. 

“WHAT?!” As the second person appeared he stumbled forward holding a sword and wearing a poncho embroidered with flowers. “NO-HO-HOOOOOO! What just happened?!” He walked over to a bed beside the first person’s. It was simple with a comforter covered in sunflowers with the words “Trader scar’s” on it. 

“Ooh, how’d you get out?” The first person asked. 

“It was horrible Martyn!” He complained, pulling the comforter back to reveal a small plushie of a snail. “NO! THE SNAILS!” He grabbed it and threw it away into the space they lived in. 

“Ah…” Martyn nodded. 

“Do you have yours here too???” He gasped. 

Martyn looked around in his blankets but shook his head. “Only you I guess.” 

He appeared next, teal hair floating in soft curls as he gasped. The pain inflicted on him was gone. He smiled, he knew he couldn’t have won but a part of him was still disappointed. 

“Hey Scott!” The second one called. 

“Hi Scar,” He responded. 

“How are you?” Martyn said, glancing up at him. 

“Fine,” The teal haired one responded, floating to a four poster bed lined with spruce. The words “gaslight, Gatekeep, Girlboss” scrawled into it with cursive writing. “I wanted to stay a little longer.” 

“Yeah, the time between these does not last fast.” 

“Right you are,” Scott said, sitting up on his bed. 

“What happened with the bamboozlers?!” Scar asked, leaning forward with excitement. 

“Grian just killed them,” Scott said. 

“WHAT?!” Scar fell back on his bed. “Oh when he gets here we’re gonna- I’m gonna yell at him!” 

“Who do you think’ll be next?” Martyn asked. 

“Who will win next or who’s coming back?” Scott looked over at his previous ally. 

“Either,” Martyn said as a dog hopped off a nearby bed and floated over to be given attention. 

“Hm-“ Scott was cut off as another person launched into the world. 

A girl wearing a long red cloak holding an axe stumbled forward. “NO!” She yelled upwards. The dog leapt from Martyn’s clam bed and ran over to the girl. “TILLY!” She cried, slinging the axe into a holder on her back and pulling the fluffy wolf into a big hug. 

“Hi Pearl,” Scott called from his bed, waving. 

“Hiya,” She walked over to the bed in between theirs. A large rectangular mattress that resembled a dog bed covered in red blankets. She flopped backwards onto it, putting her axe into a slot behind the bed so its blood-stained blade hung over her head. Written in the same delicate cursive were the words “divorce quartet” that had been crossed out and in chunky uneven letters replaced with “Tilly and me”. 

“How was it?” Scott asked leaning towards her. 

Tilly hopped up on the bed and settled on top of Pearl. “Fine, Gem died.“ She said sourly. 

“Wishing she could join us?” Martyn teased. 

Before Pearl could respond a redheaded girl fell into the world, her eyes narrowed in daggers. Her skin was green and had chunks torn out in areas that made it seem like it could fall off at any moment. “I tried avenging you!” She cried, standing up and pointing at Pearl. “I did!” 

The dog on Pearls lap bared her teeth. “Relax baby,” Pearl crooned, petting her, “we’re over it.” She looked back at the girl, “Thanks Cleo.” 

“How much longer will Grian be there?!” Scar scoffed, “He didn’t live nearly this long before!” 

“There’s only a few left now,” Cleo said, “It’s almost over.” She walked over to a bed beside Scar’s that was covered in green sheets and a jester hat leaning off the side. On her bed the word “JOKER” was written. 

“Come on! I have to yell at him for killing my team!” Scar rolled his eyes. 

“WOOO!” As if he were summoned the last owner of the six beds ran into the space, holding a sword high above him. The threads of his fluffy red sweater snapped as two rainbow wings stretched out from his back. He ran over to his bed beside Scott’s which had some red blankets, a couple flowers near the bottom and the words “desert duo” written on it. He reached to the back of his bed and pulled out a gold crown, happily placing it on his head. “There’s a new champion!” He announced, his eyes flashing purple. 

“Grian I can’t believe you killed my teammates!” Scar shouted, “I thought we were friends!” 

“It’s a death match!” Grian argued from across the semi circle of beds. 

“Everyone get your crowns!” Scott called, grabbing a flower crown of poppies and placing it on his head. 

Pearl pulled her red hood up over head and Tilly sat up next to her. Martyn placed a crown of interlocking colorful coral pieces on his head while Cleo donned the jester hat that sat on her bed. Scar put on a diamond helmet grumpily. “Do you think we could change mine?” 

“Bargain with the watchers man, there’s one rule,” Martyn said, leaning back against the clam shell. 

“THE WINNER OF WILD LIFE IS, DRUMROLL PLEASE,” Grian shouted. The champions slammed their hands repetitively against their beds. 

Then he appeared, grinning with fluffy dark brown hair with a green streak through it. “WOAH!” 

“JOEL?!” Scott gasped. 

“Heyyy!” Pearl called, “Congratulations!” 

He whirled around, looking at all of them. “Where are we? And what-“ He broke off as his eyes flashed purple and went wide. 

The champions all exchanged knowing smiles. After a moment he blinked, stumbling backwards. “Done?” Grian asked. 

“We’ve done this SEVEN TIMES?!” Joel gasped. 

“Welcome to the winners’ circle!” Grian announced. 

“The bad boys!” Joel looked at Grian and grinned, “and the relationSHIP! The mounders! The-woah!” He stared at them all. “Do you all know?” 

“Pretty much yeah,” Martyn nodded. 

Joel looked at all of their beds and his eyes landed on one next to Cleo’s. A black car with red racing stripes piled high with blankets. On the side was written “THE FAMILY!” He ran over and bounced onto it. “No way! But what about Gem?” 

“She doesn’t get to come with you unfortunately,” Grian said. 

Joel went silent. “Oh.” 

“Yeah,” Pearl sighed. Tilly hopped off of her bed and walked over to Joel, pushing her head under his hand. 

“Can we go back?” Joel asked. 

“Not exactly,” Grian explained, “If we do, and that’s not really up to us, she won’t remember.” 

Joel’s mouth fell open. “WHAT?! This is what winning is?! Your team forgetting you?!” 

“We remember,” Scar offered. 

“And if she wins, she will too,” Cleo said. 

Joel’s face hardened with determination. “So she’s gotta win the next one.” 

“It might not be for a long time,” Martyn warned. 

“If at all,” Grian added. 

Joel sighed and looked around the rest of his bed. On the headboard (which was the spoiler of the car) were a line of snails of all different colors and designs. “Do you have a crown?” Pearl asked, leaning forward to see. 

“Uh I don’t know,” he stood up and started looking around the car bed. “Where would it be?” 

“Check the trunk?” Martyn suggested. 

Joel walked around the back of the car and opened the trunk, pulling out a large hollow foam dice block. “ARE YOU KIDDING ME?!” He shouted, tossing it across the space. 

Tilly dove after it, grabbing it and happily carrying it back to him. An uproar of laughter circled the area. “You got a dice?!” Cleo gasped, rolling backwards in her bed. Tilly, rather forcefully, shoved the dice block into his hand. Each of the sides had a different number of dots on it each a different shade of red green and yellow. 

Reluctantly Joel put the dice block on. “Joel you look fabulous!” Scott teased from across the room. 

“Well you died before me so!” Joel yelled at him. 

“Oh god his egos going to be even worse now!” Martyn exclaimed. 

“At least I don’t have a diamond helmet,” Joel said sitting back down in his bed. 

“Hey!” Scar gasped. 

Tilly bounded away, climbing onto Pearl’s lap. “So what do we do now?” Joel asked. 

“We wait,” Grian said. 

“For what?” Joel looked around the circle. 

“For a new game,” Scott explained. 

Joel nodded. “What if there isn’t one?” 

“I don’t think we’ll have to worry about that,” Grian said, his eyes flashing purple. 

As they talked, the lights far behind them illuminated. Shining out from the doors that had been closed. The one miles behind Grian marked with three hearts, the one behind Scott marked with a heart sliced down the middle, the one behind Pearl two hearts connected with a string, the one behind Martyn a heart shaped clock, the one behind Scar a scroll with a heart drawn on it, and the one behind Cleo an anatomical heart. Far behind Joel the seventh door closed, showing the carving of a dice block with a heart on it. 

The watchers blinked slowly, they were satisfied. 

For now. 

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