Doc Looks A Little Weird, But These Are Old Anyways. HERMITCRAFT MARCHING BAND. Ill Draw Some More With

Doc looks a little weird, but these are old anyways. HERMITCRAFT MARCHING BAND. I’ll draw some more with ✨updated graphics✨

Here's some Disgrace for the soul

Goretober. This is my OC Martin. He’s great. I love him

The art is based on the album cover of Melanie Martinez Portals.

A first concept sketch of a new AU idea! Working on a lot of world building for this one, and it’s probs going to be long ride!

I hope to document the progress as I’ve never really done that with a work before!

Security Breach theories live rent free in my head so, here’s me drawing totally NOT fnaf characters. Just doing what I did to Disgrace, don’t mind me.

Im calling this Backstage because that was the name of the first large space writing I did, and it was a fnaf fic. I hope to build these characters up as my own instead of just another fan fic, but I’ve been thinking nonstop about these guys.

A light blue shulker box filled with water breathing potions. Turtle helmets enchanted with water affinity. Armor with full protection. And not a word to the other hermits.

Since two days ago, the last time the two were at the shore, the wall of water rose even higher, casting a deep shadow over Doc and Grian. Grian readed out and touched the water. It was warm and smooth like silk. Doc could see little fish swim and take advantage of the new room. Some leered in the back of their minds. The Amorphous Ineffable was out there. Or maybe it wasn't. Maybe Scar something else, a squid or a... Um... A turtle? Those can be... Scary...

Neither of them stepped forward, even equipped with swords and tridents.

"Ladies first," Grian chuckled. Doc snorted, but neither of them were amused. They took out their first potion of water breathing and chugged it, stepping into the ocean.

They swam out further into the sea. Light glimmered down in beams around them. Fish swam and danced around them, and if they tried, they could pretend nothing was wrong at all. Though they could breath, they couldn't speak or hear well under water, so Doc just pointed down and Grian nodded.

They pushed down into the dark empty waters. After only descending a few meters, the fish disappeard and the squid swam freely.

That was when a black tentril reached up from the black to grab Doc. Grian grabbed Doc's arm, but both of them were dragged down at break neck speeds. Grian squeezed Doc's hand, but still he slipped. He managed to hold on until they were let go and let to float in the impossibly dark waters. Grian couldn't stop his breath from speeding up. Doc grabbed onto Grian and Grian hugged back, but they couldn't see each other. Until they could.

Blue light illuminated Doc and Grian's bodies as if a stadium spotlight was flicked on. They looked at the source and just barely made out that the spot lights were eyes. The slit pupil darted between the two, but it was so large the movement was barely perceivable.

Neither of them could tell what happened next, but they woke up, soaking wet on the shore where the ocean's wall had grown even taller.

Part 8