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[ smooching him and smooching him and smooching him before settling on his shoulders. he can go back to whatever he’s doing now. ]

[he needs a second to recover from all the kisses, a slight tint of pink on his cheeks. He sets his tools down, hands reaching up to grab Grian by the collar of his sweater. He leans his head up as far as possible and drags Grian down just enough until he can press a smooch to his lips, before letting go and returning to work]

[mumbos-mailbox]

[the thought of touching raw meat right now makes him want to rid himself of skin privileges, but hearing grian already cooked makes him much more relieved. he looks down at all the different options on the page, reading over them all quickly]

maybe a sort of soup and we can have bread as a side? You have that giant wheat field, we may as well use it.

[he doesnt mention the offer of vegetarian. if he's honest, he'd probably love that- but after season 8, he realised its probably best not to go vegetarian again]

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

If you notice the shapeshifter Mumbo being dropped, this is a thought I’ve had for a while- too overpowered that loser </3 he’s just a vampire and the extent of any sort of shifting is being able to turn into a bat. He has tiny wings that are strangely feathered, he doesn’t know why (literally so I can have him give the ones that fall out as gifts)

-🐾

[mumbos-mailbox]

[he doesn’t really want to take off his jacket- not with the butterflies in his stomach feeling they will tear out of him if he removes the layers keeping them in]

[but also it has redstone on his sleeves, and he doesn’t want it getting on everything. He steps inside the house and slips the jacket off, unbuttoning his sleeve cuffs and pushing his sleeves up as far as they’ll let him]

Might as well take it off

[it’s comfortable in grian’s house, calming. He looks around, trying to spot anything new, and a soft calm smile comes to his face. His cold hand flexes a few times, already missing the warmth of grian’s hand holding it, but he busies his fingers with the buttons of his vest to ignore that]

Do you have a plan for what you want to make for dinner?

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

There’s a volcano?

[he sounds extremely surprised by that- and he is. He hadn’t flown over it recently, had scar really built an entire volcano]

Was that not the plan for the mountain though..? Are we going to have multiple volcanoes around here? That doesn’t sound safe..

[he thinks over grian’s offer for a few seconds, then nods]

I think I’d like to look around, yeah. Would love to see what scar is doing over there

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

What would you do if you found a tiny Grian inside your microwave? He's eating the wires while singing ABBA songs

i'd be highly concerned on why grian is tiny

I mean, he's already pretty small, but to fit in a microwave.. id be quite concerned on what cause that

and if he's eating wires.. that doesn't sound very good either. is he alright?

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schlorb

.. what..?

[he stares at the letter, confusion all over his face. slowly he puts the shulker into the shulker storage, tossing the confusing letter. he doubts there is anything important he can get form that]

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⛓️

[ ⛓️ ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat does guilt feel like to them ?

Guilt is suffocating to him. Everytime he has to face what makes him feel guilty, his stomach twists and he finds himself struggling to breathe. it causes him to isolate, doing anything he can to avoid it

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opinion on rats? 🐀🐀

(the rat monarch shall thrive his host of honorable knights, and thou shalt lend thy assistance to this end, artificer.)

I'd say they're.. okay?

[he shrugs, then smiles]

I don't have many problems with rats. As long as they don't chew through and break anything i've worked on, I'm perfectly fine with them!

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🧨🌊🐾

[ 🧨 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhat’s the quickest way to set them off, even if they hide it well ?

talking over him or saying anything rude about any of his friends.

[ 🌊 ]ㅤ.ㅤwhen was the last time they cried ?

he probably cried pretty recently. most likely while he was working late in his workshop, probably exhausted and emotions messed up because of that. something goes wrong and he just breaks down. it was probably for the best though, im sure he needs a good cry every once in a while.

[ 🐾 ]ㅤ.ㅤdo animals like them instinctively ?

not really. cows will bite him instead of the wheat he's trying to feed them, llamas spit at him with no reason, cats and dogs take extra long to tame- something about his vampire energy just makes them all upset.

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[ a small tuxedo kitten sits in front of Mumbo’s mailbox. it looks scared and cold, most likely abandoned ]

[he takes a few seconds to stare at the cat. this wasnt the regular cat that was running around- he doesn't approach the kitchen yet, instead quickly walking towards his storage room. he finds a few fish, bringing them back to the cat, feeding them to gain trust]

where did you come from..

[his voice is quiet, and he looks around, trying to find any clue for why the kitten was here]

[mumbos-mailbox]

I do hope you also don’t have a walk in freezer. I don’t feel much like running to save you tonight.. or needing to be saved myself

[he keeps their hands tightly tangled as they walk, curiously looking around scar’s base with how its on the way. Been a while since he properly walked around magic mountain; while his elytras did have a breaking problem, he made do, refusing to walk everywhere]

Even if its not done, im sure it looks amazing. You do a good job on them

[he smiles brightly, all the fangs out]

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

[there’s a small pause before he responds, laughing quietly]

Would.. us together, making a meal, go well?

[but he’s smiling widely, leaning forward a bit to a press a kiss to grian’s forehead]

Looks like we get to find out at least.. though i do hope your kitchen won’t flood at least

[hungry hermits was an experience, lets just say that]

And.. im very excited to see the nest too

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

do you owe me a date?

[he doesn't remember when this had happened, but he doesn't argue against it, his smile growing as he feels the kiss to the back of his hand. He can feel his face going pink, watching that smile]

well, you're lucky. seems my schedule is all clean. a miracle, really, with how busy of a man i am.

[he's never that busy, playing it up for the fun of it. he pulls grian a bit closer, wanting to see that smile just a bit closer. he could stare at that face forever, taking in every detail and never getting bored. he's sure it terrifies others, with those deep dark eyes- but he's never seen anyone as gorgeous]

If the location isn't the secret, are you going to tell me where we're going?

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

[he can’t stop his lips from twitching up into a smile, taking the offered hand and letting himself be helped up. He doesn’t release the other’s hand once he’s up on his feet; instead lacing their fingers together, eyes squinting as he smiles]

Hello gorgeous

[he replies back, voice soft as he takes in the necklace. It makes his unbeating heart warm in his chest with pride, seeing his feather so beautifully worn by such a beautiful man]

You never told me where we’re going, by the way. Is this a surprise, or something I forgot about?

Grian: mumbooo

Grian: i’m coming to pick you up

Grian: warning you now you’ll wanna be somewhat presentable

Grian: not like

Grian: in your whole suit or anything. just not covered in redstone

Grian: see you in 20!

MUMBO : pick me up for whta MUMBO: i guess ill see you then?

['not like in your whole suit or anything']

[huh. thats like saying he shouldnt be in his skin. he doesnt remember the last time he hadnt worn the suit out- so he doesnt change it now. well actually he does change his suit, finding one a bit less stained. he does his best to brush his hair, giving up on the cowlick after way too long of sitting there staring into a copper block]

[with his hair somewhat better, and his suit at least not covered in redstone, he sits outside on the steps of his house, watching the chickens run around- he hadnt killed them all. too much work. he's sure MINED will have a need for them]

[mumbos-mailbox]

Moon… fairly normal!! A bit brighter than usual but might be the new glasses I got

Moon looks quite normal.. maybe it is the glasses! Did you have sunglasses before? That could be the problem

[mumbos-mailbox]

Omg, did you just die in the microwave?