#mumbo and grian

[d0not-disturb]

Wedding fits

[shreddies-scribbles]

do not separate they come as a pair

redraw of them!!!!! ahhh!!!

[crescentcaribou]

ok so ik I haven't posted in a bit and it's five am but I binged @infinityroom's entire blog last night and had to make fanart so uhh merry christmas??

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this is to decide it all,,,,,

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Grian: 🤨😡🤯WhY WOüLd ŸøU dò ThÁt🤯😡🤨

[cherrijuice]

The moon is friend for the lonesome to talk to

[okarako]

the mumbo, of the jumbo variety, and the just-a-little-guy grian :]

[brihjustyeet]

The hermit bois, but imagine them in a mafia au.

[cvmcicle]

lil birdy

[spritzyy]

Uh uh uh

I realized

I haven't drawn in like forever

So

Watcher grian 👍

This person helped me with the lighting, I am no god @pilottmvp

Go say hi

Go say hi now

(Click/tap for better quality)

[grian-obsessed-lesbian]

incorrect quote turned oneshot :3

Grian: I've come to a point in my life where I need a word stronger than fuck.

Tw: blood, torture kind of, swearing. That's all I think, let me know if I should add more :)

Xelqua had been bad. At least, that's what the Watchers said. He hadn't down what he was supposed to, and now he had to be punished. He isn't sure what exactly he did wrong, but if it's bad enough to get a punishment, it must have been bad.

Watcher One took Xelqua from the cell that They kept him in and brought him to a giant room that he liked to call the Watcher version of prison. (All of the Watchers domain was a prison, this part was just the worst.)

"Xelqua, you have failed us one again." Watcher Two boomed at him. He had to try to not flinch back at the sheet volume of the beings voice.

"You had one job, and yet you can't even do that. How useless are you?" Watcher Two asked. Xelqua knew better than to reply to the question.

Watcher One pulled Xelqua up again and threw him toward Watcher Two. He landed with a hard thud and a snap. He knew better than to make any noise, no matter how much he wanted to.

Watcher Two grabbed him and held him by his dark wings. They once were beautiful and vibrant, but the Watchers ruined them, just like everything.

Watcher Two pulled out an object that halfway resembled an axe, and held it above him. Xelqua knew that whatever was about to happen, wouldn't be good for him.

He was tossed to the ground, as the Watchers axe collided with his chest. Immediately, he could see blood coming from the wound. The Watcher continued to hit him, and he continued to bleed.

Eventually, the god seemed to get tried of tormenting Xelqua, and left. Xelqua pulled himself up and rested against the nearest wall. He couldn't stay here any longer. He wouldn't survive.

He must've passed out from the blood loss, because when he woke up, he was back in his cage. His wounds still stung and he was converted in slick red. He looked around as best he could with the mask obstructing his view and the blood loss making him delirious. There were no Watchers on guard or anywhere near him. They must've thought he was to out of it to do anything.

Usually, they would be right. But he was stubborn and would take any opportunity he could.

Grian was running. He had run a lot of times in his life. From his family, from his "friends", from everything, but this time felt the most important.

He knew where the portal room was. He just needed to get there and then he could be free from the Watchers torment.

Grian got the to room that held the ways to the servers. He could feel Them Watching him and trying to get to him. He ran into the closet portal and hoped. Hoped that it would work, hoped he would be free, hoped he would be safe.

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Season six of Hermitcraft has just started. All the Hermits were together, just hanging out and messing around. Mumbo was having a good time. This was slightly uncommon for the mustached man, ever since his best friend went missing. The Hermits were like a family though, and were always there for him

Xisuma was just about to get everyone's attention, when there was a loud crash from the distance.

"What the fuck was that?" Cleo asked, looking around.

"I'm not sure. Mumbo, Doc, come with me to check it out." Xisuma requested.

"Uhm, why me?" Mumbo asked, not sure why he of all people had to go to investigate.

"Just come on." With that, Mumbo, Doc and X went to investigate the sound while the other Hermits discussed what they thought it was

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Grian opened his eyes. Holy shit, he opened his eye. Not the weird magical eyes that They have him. His own eyes. He looked around, trying to figure out where he was. He didn't read what server he jumped into, he just went for it. In hindsight, that probably wasn't the best idea, but he's never been the brightest.

He looked around. It seemed like he was in a plains biome. The normally green grass and unruly red shade from his blood. He looked up, and saw three figures looking at him. He froze, scared that the people might attack him when one of them called out.

"Grian?" A voice that he recognized yelled out. The yell put Grian into action

"Mumbo? Is that you?"

"Yes it's me mate. What happened to you? I thought you died?"

"I mean, almost. Honestly I don't even know where to begin to explain what happened." Grian said with a humorless laugh that caused him to since in pain, forgetting that he was pretty badly injured.

"Okay well, that looks really bad. Does it hurt?" Mumbo asked.

"Yes, it hurts, you spoon." Grian said, using the old nickname that the two would always call each other.

"Right, sorry." Mumbo replied. He got closer to Grian and put some pressure on one of the wounds.

"Ow fuck. Actually, at this point, I'm gonna need a work stronger than fuck." Grian said through clenched teeth, trying to not completely pass out from pain.

"Sorry, sorry. Hold.on, I'm gonna get you some help. One second." Mumbo rambled, trying to reassure his almost unconscious friend.

Grian nodded but couldn't say more than that. He tried to stay awake for his friend, but the pain was getting to him and a nap seemed like a really good idea. He passed out, but he knew he would be in good hands.

[zero-is-nebulous]

'So...moons BIG'

'Yeah, looks it'

[shreddies-scribbles]

TW// burn scars !!

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i wanted to make mumbos last death a little more dramatic lol i reimagined my red mumbo design from last life, i had like a red infection growing on him so that worked well with his second death in secret life lmaoo

poor mumbos just been through it man DAMN

[crescentcaribou]

Day 3) Cookie

no birds were harmed in the making of this comic. mumbo chased grian around a bit before he remembered that he has no mouth and therefore cannot eat cookies

Here’s the links to the rest of my Hermitobers, and here’s the official prompt list!  

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mumbo and his two hoes

[gildingmist]

Hermittober day 8: eye/day 11: curse

Headcanon that ever since Mumbo consumed Grian’s soul, they now share it (demonstrated by the waffle on Mumbo’s skin/feathers on this drawing), and since Grian is (or might be, i don’t know Grian’s still sending us mixed messages) a watcher, Mumbo now, from time to time, sees and hears… peculiar things, to say the least. And that despite the season change, this followed him, much to his dismay.

He doesn’t know what it is though, and Grian doesn’t reaally know how to explain.