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[lupineheart]

[volcano-snail]

MY CONTRIBUTION FOR HERMIT-A-DAY FOR IMPULSESV!

WELCOME TO HERMIT-A-DAY MAY 2025!

Another year, another Hermit-a-Day May! I'm so thrilled to be able to bring this event to you all for the third year in a row.

THE RULES: 1. Any type of fanwork is welcome so long as it features, or is otherwise inspired by, the Hermit of the day. 2. Tag #hermitaday to have your fanwork reblogged, or submit it directly to the blog (Please note that while we recognize the value of fanworks involving more mature themes, and they can certainly count toward challenge completion if you're keeping track for yourself, content on this blog will be kept "PG-13" so that all may enjoy.). 3. Fanworks for one Hermit posted after the day rolls over to another Hermit's day (per the US Central time zone) will be reblogged in one big queue in June. 4. Traced or stolen work is NOT welcome. If we discover you have posted traced or stolen work, you will be given one chance to delete it and apologize, or you will be blacklisted from the blog. AI-generated/assisted pieces are similarly unwelcome and will not be featured on the blog. 5. We are not interested in seeing captions or tags in which you disparage your art/skills, and will not be reblogging posts where this happens. We're all improving all the time. Be kind to yourselves. 6. Technically not a rule, but we strongly recommend adding alt text or description to all images. Click here to learn more about writing alt text - it's pretty easy!

WHY SHOULD I PARTICIPATE? To show love to every Hermit, from the most to least subscribed, from those who have been on the server from day one to those who only joined this season! And because challenges are fun! And because we are once again out here for a good cause: we're running another fundraiser for Gamers Outreach, featuring art incentives by nine amazing artists. Learn more about our incentives in these posts:

MILESTONE REWARD POST

INDIVIDUAL REWARD POST

RAFFLE POST

WHO’S RUNNING THIS? Hi! My name is Luna! You can use ze/hir, she/her, he/him, or ro/ros/roseself pronouns for me. My main blog is @as-if-unreal. Helping me out this year is the incredible Mod Sky ( @skyspersonalhell ), who uses any pronouns!

BONUS DAY PROMPTS EXPLAINED UNDER THE CUT

FAVORITE "ALT" HERMIT - May 4th HoTGuY and Poultry-Man. Helsknight and Evil Xisuma. Renbob and - look, you get the idea. This server is full of theater kids ready to toss on an alternate skin and play into a brand new character at the drop of a hat. Who's your favorite?

OUTFIT SWAP - May 9th What would Doc look like in Cleo's Life Series leotard? How would Cub fare in Wels's armor? What laundry day mishap could lead Mumbo's suit to lose its sleeves like Skizz's? Only hilarity can come from this...

GROUPS AND COLLABS - May 14th This month is all about one Hermit a day... but what we really love is when they interact with each other. What does your favorite duo or group of Hermits get up to together?

FAVORITE BUILD - May 18th The Hermits have put thousands of hours into their builds, from cozy starter bases to the sprawling halls of Deepfrost Citadel, from idyllic natural landscapes to machines the size of mountains. Which builds have inspired you?

TFC - May 23rd While he may no longer be with us physically, TFC left behind him a legacy of quiet care and good humor, and Hermitcraft would not have been the same without him.

FRIENDS OF HERMITCRAFT - May 28th There are plenty of shows, podcasts, competitions, other servers, and more woven into the internet ecosystem around Hermitcraft, and plenty more people involved in them. Today is for celebrating all of those who, while they may not be Hermits themselves, exist and entertain in proximity to them.

[sanndh]

Crying, screaming dying. Ain't this the most beautiful thing you've ever seen?!

Bloody dean kissing Cas leaking out grace save me, save me bloody dean kissing Cas leaking out grace

(Timelapse under the cut)

Evenfall by @macy2me

[beatainfernaluz]

Vanitas - J. Falk, 1629

[yusenlikesoranges]

Neil perry is not looking like neil perry

[black-parade-daily]

la-la-la-la

446/?

current song: Dead!

[cindyschererdelsorbo]

Oh Jack, Jack, Jack.

⌛ALONE TOGETHER⌛

Pairing: Pelle x Shy!Fem!Reader

Synopsis: After a week of staying together, you both decide to get intimate with each other, Dead making sure that you're comfortable with him.

Warning/s: No use of Y/N, Fingering, Orgasming, Mention of Forced Eye-Contact.

You lay in the oak coffin. The red candles illuminating the surroundings. It had been a few hours since Pelle had left, prompting you to drift slowly off to sleep. The straps of your laced dress dipped down to your shoulders slightly, the cold nipping and biting at your skin. Still, you remained in the same position. Laying hunched over the side, slowly running your fingers over the loose, red petals that had been scattered all over the floor.

Pelle entered and closed the door quietly, flowers in hand. It’s been a week since he allowed you to settle into his house, moving the coffin you loved so dearly back to the bedroom the pair of you shared. He took a look at his watch before sighing. He wanted to suprise you. However, even though he planned to arrive an hour early from rehearsals, he still got back home at the same time.

He called out your name and went to go search each and every room of the house until finally, he stood in front of the door to your shared bedroom. Pushing it open, his eyes softened as he looked over at your sleeping form. He walked in and set the flowers down on a nearby table. Pulling his jacket over your freezing body, he picked you up bridal style whilst laying your form out on the bed.

The sudden movement and change in position woke you up, groaning and whining out softly. Pelle moved over to gaze out at the landscape before him, only last week had he first heard your call yet the passage of time meant nothing to him. He closes the window and pulls the curtains over each other before kicking his shoes off and joining you in bed.

"Your home" You mutter out softly, still growing used to the feeling of talking.

Pelle only smiled and looked over your frame. It had taken some time to get you to talk and feel comfortable, yes, but he couldn’t deny that he loved hearing the sound of your voice. A gift from the angels themselves.

"You look beautiful in that dress, darling~" He twirled your hair around his fingers, his gaze fond and full of love.

You gazed up towards him, tugging a little at his jacket. Pelle looked down at you, tilting his head ever so softly before taking in your lust-filled stare. He shifts his body weight off you and begins to trail light kisses down your neck, leaving hickeys and lovebites all over your stomach and breasts whilst moving the lace garment to the side.

He couldn’t get enough of your voice. He was utterly addicted. You sounded so sweet underneath him, moaning and whimpering out. He hadn’t even touched you properly yet, the thought making him feel a sense of pride and satisfaction as he continued to suck and kiss sloppily all over your skin.

"Has the waiting put you in the mood?" He ghosts over your skin, moving to take off your lace panties.

You only moaned in return as he pulled back and undressed himself. As soon he got under the covers, feeling you pull him closer whilst wrapping your arms around his neck and sighing softly as he begins to pleasure you.

He inserts a finger into your tight hole, groaning softly at the feeling. Observing the state of you, he couldn’t help but grin a little. Your head being thrown back and mouth gaped open as you cling onto him, feeling utterly sensitive. He gently strokes the inside of your walls before speeding up, having you become a moaning mess underneath him.

He couldn’t stop pleasuring you, loving the sounds escaping from your lips. You had this certain type of melody that he found himself being attracted to. It’s almost as if you were his siren, luring him in until he crashes his body into yours. It was also cute how shy were, not wanting to make noises or silly sounds due to your embarassment. He had to coax you down each time and tell you it was alright to do so.

He keeps his speed consistent, watching you cling and babble out incoherently for him. He smirked, enjoying the scene before he felt you clench around him. He had to admit, he’d never heard or seen you squeal like that. The high-pitch and flustered type which had the chemicals in his head being boosted up by a large amount.

He made sure you come down from your high, gently stroking before pulling his fingers out and bringing them up to his lips. His eyes rolled back at the taste, making you divert your gaze, cheeks faintly tinting a rosy pink colour. Forcing eye contact whilst guiding your face back, it was clear he was not going to let you look away.

Stumbling up, you go to grab a towel for him, cleaning him off as well as changing the sheets. He watches as you do this, sitting cross-legged on the floor, chuckling softly as he observes your red cheeks. You gently clean his fingers and yourself, his eyes locked onto yours as he moves to take the towel. Cleaning your body thoroughly before putting it in the laundry and joining you back into bed.

Burying himself into the messed up confines of your hair, he takes in your sweet scent. Pelle’s heart melted as he realised that you’d had been waiting for him since morning he left. It was a sweet gesture that had both his mind and stomach forming into a knot. He caressed your sides lovingly, before drifiting off to sleep with you cuddled up into his arms.

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Words: 944

Characters: 5132

Date: 08/06/2024

Time: 11:34am

Proofread: YES / NO

Signed: @funeral-division

[livelovecaliforniadreams]

[crumb-crumblet-s-crumbington]

snuggling in the sun...

[fatalebridget]

[zweirdfemmez]

📸 phyllis christoper - on our backs 2006

[happyroadkillart]

this comic will probably only ever work during the time it was originally posted but i might as well post it here anyways for ARCHIVAL purposes

[the-original-skipps]

So the trailer for this dropped

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HES A FKIN GHOST YA’LLー

[dahmerskitchen]