#empires smp joel

[sleepyy-dakota]

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[feralportalmaster]

ADSFHKSAHGFLFSDSAAAAA

[uzumaki-is-empty-head]

Haven't done anything empires in a while, so I decided to draw my favorite wooden demigod, Hermes! (Featuring him as a Real Boy!)

Full page and small ramblings under the cut!

I really wanna talk about my design, but no idea how to explain it as there's not much lol.

I gave Hermes birth mark like lines where his wooden joints used to be (and gold markings where he may have gotton cut or chipped, the big star shaped one on his chest being where his golden heart used to sit, exposed.) and brown hair for no reason other than I thought it looked good and would make sense.

Also, I gotta mention, despite it already being five months ago, I absolutely adored the finale, especially sausage's???? God, when I went back to watch it to get references I got bulldozed by his last line a whole two times in a row

Like, fym 'this must be what happily ever after feels like.' bro shut up I hate you :,( /j/lh/pos

Oh! Also,

Tiny Mandy Mane lol

[eyelessfog]

all guys do is lie

[r3nrit]

Skipping to day 24 of MCYTember cause I don’t have the time to catch up on all the days I missed T-T

Here’s it without the motion blur and the prompt list :o3

[hajrukta]

the string is a tad suspect..

[exiledsundew]

Day 10 of Empirestober: Rules

Ignore the random dots, my Markers were having issues today. I'm also aware I'm posting this on the 11th, I've been overly busy and haven't been able to start day 11 yet

[shiningstarlight101]

Spoilers for Lizzie’s s2 ending!! AHHHH The home the trident was in?? it’s a mix between Lizzie’s s1 and Joel’s s1 building styles?? Meaning they both live happily after together and just have a nice little home together!!

[introjis]

^ the ask (we didn't know if they wished to be anon again or not!)

hopefully these two work! (they were way too fun!)

[pjchatters]

Joel’s characters for Empires are like...

King of Mezalea: gives fuckboy energy (but is actually respectful and faithful to his partners)

God of Stratos: gives fuckboy energy (but is actually pathetic and socially awkward)

They both equally get the men and the ladies

[marigold-something]

Hermes' dads , his babysitter and most importantly- Hermes himself

I didn't think I would actually create an original hermes design since I liked other people's designs but I saw the butterfly cloaks and I had an idea

The cloak was supposed to be orange like a monarch butterfly but I changed it to purple. The butterfly is inspired by Sanctuary and the fluffy parts of his cloak are inspired by Stratos. A weird explanation but yeah-

I wanted his hair to be pale like the other designs but I thought that brown might be a nice color for him. Also! His wings are gold colored, they shine brightly when he flies.

[imjustagayfish]

“Before I drop him off at home with his hot dad.” Lizzie oh my god

[scrimblescromble]

Omg guys there's a type of azalea that grows in swamps...

The Codlands, after their alliance with Mezalea, starts planting swamp azaela to show the lasting nature of their alliance. The Codfather himself starts wearing one

This is what it looks like btw:

[uzumaki-is-empty-head]

in Joel's new video you can see for a second he put Hermes in a shulker and all I could think was

and it was very important

Im sure no one will notice I edited it

[eyelessfog]

“You love me,” says a voice Joel doesn’t remember.

He’s alone in this dream, lying down on a cloud and staring up at a bright blue sky. His cloud is the only one he can see, though that may not say much, as he doesn’t think he can manage to sit up and look around.

“I do,” he says aloud. It’s the truth, even if he doesn’t know who he’s talking to. The statement feels right. That’s what matters.

Something brushes against his cheek, and he flinches. He can’t see it, and he doesn’t like things he can’t see, but it’s soft and sweet and gentle with him in a way he doesn’t remember.

“You love me,” the voice says again. “You love me. Why can’t you remember me?”

“I don’t know,” Joel says. He reaches a hand up to press against the face of the voice. He can’t see it, but he can feel the smooth skin under the palm of his hand, cool in a way that humans aren’t, lines and divots along the cheek that remind him of scales.

He has a ring on his finger, he notices.

It’s silver and thin, carved with intricate swirls that remind him almost of waves and whirlpools. He turns his hand to stare at it, and then pauses as his hand is grabbed. The sky itself has taken form, and holds him kindly. A golden ring, less intricate, sits upon its finger.

She, whoever she is, is formless. He can see something like her outline, but he can only focus on certain things at a time, like her hands, or her hair, or the familiar smile that plays on her lips. He can’t remember anything about her, if he tries to think about it, but she is so there, and he’s quite sure he loves her.

“I’m sorry,” he tells her. “I can’t remember you. I’m sorry.”

She smiles, and her teeth are sharp, but she’s so kind anyway, and those teeth will never harm his skin.

“We were never meant to remember, Joel.” She kneels just beside him, and leans against his side. “I was never going to. You know how easy it is for me to forget.” She presses a kiss to his lips, and it tastes like seasalt. “I could never hate you for forgetting me.”

Joel feels something in his chest break. “You forgot me?” He asks. He can hear the crack in his voice, but the idea of her having forgotten - the idea that they might find each other and neither of then would know - it terrifies him.

“Oh, Joel,” she says. She has been a little smaller than him for the duration of their conversation, and it’s so strange to him, who has been at least double the height of nearly everyone he knows for a long, long time.

But then she grows.

She is double his height now, and he breathes in a shaky gasp, because this is how it’s supposed to be. She holds his face in steady hands, and presses a kiss to his forehead, then pulls him up to rest against her.

He’s crying. He can’t see her, but he can feel her, and he’s clenching at the fabric of her dress in fists. She brushes through his hair, and he shudders.

“I should remember you. I have to. I love you.”

“You love me,” she agrees. “That’s what matters. You’ve forgotten me, and you haven’t seen me in all this time, and you love me still. Don’t you think that counts for something?” She squeezes him closer.

“I’m sorry,” Joel says again. And then again, and again, and again, shutting his eyes tight, and continuing on, apologizing over and over.

“I’m sorry,” he says again.

And something feels different. Another apology sits heavy on his tongue, but he opens his eyes to the ceiling of his bedroom, and he stays silent.

The dream is fading from his memory. But he remembers the sky, and a cloud under his back, and he remembers an apology on his lips. Another phrase waits at the back of his mind, but he doesn’t know what it is.

That’s alright. He’s used to not remembering things.

(Something whispers to him “I love you.”)

[r3nrit]

Heavy Weighs The Crown ♦️

Wanted to participate in @ellysv0id dtiys and of course I had to sprinkle in a little bit of last life Joel in there because I’m crazy and last life happened during empires soooo >_<

Also here’s a version that is less bright than these 2 bc ow my eyes hurt after working on these for so long vvv