#Minecraft Ghast

[grayeet]

pov you're bartering with some guy in hell and he hands you a sad crumpled baby.

[starlos-soulmate]

I HAVE A BABY GHAST!! He's still rehydrating. But his name is Herbert <3

LOOKIT HIM <3

HERBERT

[wingo5]

If ghasts were went to fly, why does the nether have a roof? Also fuck drawing cubes.

[unhinged-as-hell]

Alright here's most of the theories I've seen for ghasts:

Gonna be real with you, crying over ghasts was not on my 2025 bingo card-

Bonus because people were feelin bad bout all the ghasts they've killed:

Edit: there's more in reblogs

[samhainian]

my desiccated son thrunt

[minecraftessentials]

Desperation

A piece inspired by the many discussions we're having about new ghast lore <3

[magentasnail]

my new favorite minecraft mob - gaslighting

[aniisol]

the new minecraft update is great because you can gather a tiny, baby ghastling into your coat and trek with him to the land his ancestors fought a thousand battles for him to see. you can watch him experience true, brilliant light for the first time and lay him gently to sleep in the water and then you can slap a pair a groucho goggles on em and force feed em snow

[aphractal2]

ghastling

[silliest-sloth]

ghast | piano man

[vitreousglassy]

i am in love with these lil guys

[starlos-soulmate]

HE'S ALL GROWN LOOKIT MY SON

[cosmicsnek]

"And when the coast was clear, I peered out from behind the carcass. 50 metres away I saw something I had never seen before. It was very small and was grey in colour, unmoving. Checking for mobs, I quietly traversed the soul sand towards this strange item. When I reached it, I drew in a sharp breath - it was a ghast. At least, that's what it looked like. It was very small, no more than half a metre tall, and it's skin was dry and cracked. I lay my hands on it to check for any signs of life, and found the faintest of heartbeats. It was only then that I realised my trousers were damp where I had been kneeling, and I saw that this baby ghast-like creature was sat on a patch of damp sand. I frowned, for there was no water in the nether. Suddenly, I noticed something from the corner of my eye. It was a ghast. Fully grown. Hostile. Though, maybe not. This one was crying, tears falling to the ground around it. Curiosity taking hold, I rummaged through my backpack to find a small leather pouch. I stood up and headed towards the ghast, warily. It seemed unbothered and as it continued to cry I held out the pouch and the tears accumulated at the bottom. When the pouch was almost full, I hurried towards the baby, and gently poured the ghasts tears onto it. They were soaked up instantly, like the baby ghast - ghastling? - was a sponge. I looked back towards the other ghast, presumably the ghastlings mother, and she was just hovering, crying still. As gently as I could, I wrapped the ghastling up in a piece of cloth I'd found, and I held it in my arms. It's mother floated towards my crude attempt at a portal, and I knew immediately that she wanted me to save its child - she didn't want it to meet the same fate as the rest of the nether ghasts. I hurried towards the portal, and as I stepped through, the mother floated off over a pool of lava and before I knew it, I was back in the overworld."

I am absolutely not ok. I never thought ghasts could cause me so much emotional turmoil and yet here we are, in the grasp of a very turmoiled collection of emotions.

So anyway I will be making fanart of the happy ghasts I have no choice.

[tinyangrynerd]

your honor, i am screaming and crying rn

[magichemist-art]

Y'all hear that new music disk "Tears"? I have thoughts

[stale-cornflakes]

Precious little baby