#i think i convinced him to watch hermitcraft

[thetomorrowshow]

Got my dad to watch mcc (scar pov) with me, here are some highlights of the occasion

he's colorblind and struggled telling teams apart, but appreciated color indicators on some blocks in games

did not understand survival games until he saw the border and then went "oh it's like fortnite!!"

asked questions about every ten seconds which was actually quite lovely, but included:

asking me how mcc teams are decided

asking me who scott smajor was no less than five times

asking me to explain the concept of hermitcraft.

did not care about the game chat until he realized that's where i was getting stats from and then started leaning as far forward as possible to read it

i don't think he ever really grasped the concept of rocket spleef. he had fun watching though

thought antfrost's skin was a bird

asked me if ace race was only for ace people (definitely trying to connect with me after i recently came out as ace. much appreciated, very sweet)

complained if people punched scar off during tgttos

asked if scar would be interested in coming to our family server to build

desperately wants minecraft slushies. i wouldn't be surprised if i joined the family server tomorrow to find he'd added a texture pack for them

i think his favorite game was meltdown, he got very excited about scar's killer aim

he says that most of the streamers he watches are british and hearing american accents on twitch was weird. ok

got happy every time scar wasn't last in team rankings for a game

guys he got so into dodgebolt. he was jumping up with every hit. he was very disappointed when i accidentally changed the channel during the second round and wouldn't let me touch the remote again. he actually cheered at the final shot

he didn't know anyone playing but he still really enjoyed it. he wants to watch again next time :)

[theminecraftbee]

why hbomb94 should be the next new hermit: no listen this isn't just me being ridiculous listen listen--

okay but like. after today i am ON THIS TRAIN. i am FULLY CONVINCED that hbomb94 would be one of the BEST POSSIBLE CANDIDATES for "new hermit for hermitcraft". and please, just listen to my case for this:

so, after today, i'm fully convinced hbomb is a perfect vibes match for many hermits. he gets along well! he's actually pretty good at staying at hermitcraft levels of pg in videos (like, not swearing--he makes like, the catmaid jokes, but that's nothing worse than whatever ren gets up to on a given day). he's also relatively chill, already friends with a lot of the hermits, and connects well with them on a content creation level. like, he's excited for them, he slots into the bits well, the bits he brings to the table are picked up easily by the other hermits.

and the thing is... okay i KNOW hbomb isn't a huge base builder. i watched vault hunters smp too. but the thing is... he doesn't have to be! you see, there's a certain hermit niche they haven't invited a new hermit into in a while, and that's the niche that someone like joe hills or zedaph (or i'd argue etho or cubfan) occupies. it's the 'weird' niche. i don't think hbomb would be a builder hermit. i don't think he'd be a redstoner either. what he'd be good at is things like... hermits helping hermits! building minigames! have you seen hbomb actually, half of what he did on dsmp or on his main youtube is building minigames and escape rooms. he'd have good vibes! he'd show up to all the events! he'd probably RUN some events!

what he'd be is a new chill, friendly niche hermit, and i think we need more of those? more of the hermits who WON'T be building megabases, but WILL be building games, helping collect resources, and inventing new strange things to do. yes, sure, once again: i know hbomb isn't a builder, and next to someone like joel, that probably puts him out of contention, but... the last two hermits they invited were builders. they need a hype guy. an event guy. another team player. the escape rooms would be ENRICHMENT. it would be wonderful.

plus, i don't think he'd ever stop being a delightful audience insert about the other hermit projects. plus plus, i think he and scar and cub would definitely do a catmaid bit we'd all regret. plus plus plus i think he could do his rant about how weird beetroot is and the hermits would appreciate him for it.

as such i actually think hbomb slots in BEST of the visitors from today as a new hermit. (this is also in part because the empires crew tends to prefer much shorter seasons on their servers than hermitcraft has if they don't want to get bored and the hermits have pretty definitively decided they don't like short seasons. it's also a vibe check. skizz for hermitcraft fans, i am shaking your hand and saluting you, my guy who can't build and your guy who can't build should be hermits who join for similar reasons, we are friends.)

anyway will this actually happen? probably not. but like. listen. for the first time since hbomb hermit adoption arc started this feels VIABLE and i feel the need to make my case for why i want him on because the moment the season rolls over and we start speculating about new hermits this is the guy who has my vote please do you understand now please he'd be so fun--

[niftukkun]

New from RECAP Weekly!!! An Exclusive Interview from Hermitopia's Emperor?!?

for the third week of @shepscapades ’s hermitcraft character design event, i offer grian as an empires smp member!

ok so first off, that head. thats just p03 from inscryption. but grian. it fits! but also! go play inscryption go go its on sale Right Now (until june 30) go play it its so good then go watch this video afterwards join my fandom please please please join us

ok back to hermpires! so i originally was gonna take an empire from s2 and just insert grian into it, but while browsing through the esmp s2 wiki i came across/remembered hermitopia and my brain went yep! this one. so i thought a bit about what grian would do if he was an empires smp member and how hermitopia would happen, and i think grian would crash the economy on purpose. i mean it almost already happened when the hermitpires crossover happened so i dont think im too far off. i think grian originally exported something simple, like maybe sugarcanes or mud, something easy to farm yknow, but then i dunno got bored or something so he made a couple more farms. then kept making more farms. then the hermitopia we all know and love happened!

actually maybe hermitopia isnt grians first empire. i think grian has a separate empire but decided to invite his friends to help him make some farms and then it just kept going. then hermitopia happened. i like the collaboration aspect of hermitopia so i think thats how that happens. hermitopia isnt necessarily grian's but its under his command so it gets called his. (isnt there a word for this? was it vassalage? i think its vassalage)

with that in mind i went with a robot-y grian because grumbot and a snazzy cool suit because business man (sidenote im looking over my pre art notes and one of them is just capitalism man and. yeah! not wrong). i gave him more steampunk-y wings than the usual feathery ones cause that fit better. i gave him a crown not really sure why but it fits since without it the design was more Just A Guy but with it he's more Emperor yknow. the buttons have a g on it because he would and an (attempted) gold trim cause that looked nice and fancy. originally he was gonna have four wings cause fun fact four wings is part of my base grian design but four wings kind of crowded the drawing so i didnt include them (sad) and i also didnt include the tail hes supposed to have because i couldnt find a good way to add it in with the pose. but in my heart he has both four wings and a tail

now why magazine style artwork? i 'unno. i thought itd look cool. and it does!! it looks SO cool!!! im so proud of it. recap magazine!! because of course im gonna make a hermitcraft recap reference are you kidding me recap is practically already a magazine reporting what gossip is happening on the hermitcraft server on any given week. its very specifically volume 9 issue 34 because thats when the crossover happened season 9 week 34 babey we love little esoteric details hell yeah!! i looked up how magazine covers work and its supposed to be like, main article big and smaller supporting side articles just kinda floating around so i did that!! and i made them funney references because of course i did! local bard catches scurvy because you cannot convince me that oli orionsound would not catch scurvy he would. does god is gay is a reference to that does bruno mars is gay nonsense article that makes me laugh everytime specifically in reference about mr smallish bean because he. has so many children. and none of them as far as i know from the lady server members theyre all lovechilds from gay lovers its hysterical and hilarious. quit your job join our sun cult is about the dawn empire because thatse the vibe that empire gives me and i think its funny. also!! thats hermitopia!! in the background!! i got the image off of the empires smp wiki and just Biggen'd it and it makes a bomb ass background hell yeah ^-^!!

also version with no text here lookit it!!

[aquaquadrant]

What do you think of the new additions to Hemitcraft? Do you think you’ll start watching Skizz and Joel’s hermitcraft videos consistently? Also, hope you’re having a good day!!

AH YES, that little thing called hermitcraft. i was pleasantly surprised by skizz’s addition, i was convinced he wouldn’t pull the trigger til he went full time but maybe this is the last push he needs to achieve it. i’ve been subscribed to him for a couple years now and always watch his life series pov, so safe to say i’ve been LOVING his hermitcraft episodes. maslow’s hierarchy of needs is SUCH a choice for a base… man is firmly solidifying himself as part of the joe hills ‘not known for building or redstone or pvp but a secret fourth thing: vibes’ category. we love to see it.

as for joel, i can’t say i’m surprised 😂 from what i’ve seen of his builds he’s a great fit, and obviously he’s gotten a lot closer to the hc roster via the life series, to the point he takes irl trips with grian and co. unfortunately i’ve never actually watched his pov before, i’m open to trying it out i just gotta find the time. i already try to keep up with- frankly- way too many hermits. but the bits i’ve seen of him in other’s episodes have been great so i’m sure it’ll be a good experience!

[lectern-fullcauldron]

A-Z hermit index

hermit summaries: looking for a hermit? here's some (all 26)

bdubs: perfect redstoner. artist. he'll build the most beautiful house you've ever seen as a backdrop for a joke he's doing. he'll see a rake lying on the floor and ask 'is anyone going to step on that so it hits them in the face?' and not wait for an answer. he'll shout at horses and hermits alike (don't tell etho). he's painting with blocks for fun rn

cubfan: he's insane. he takes on massive projects and completes them. he'll build a wall out of ancient debris if the aesthetic calls for it. he knows the game like a master, he'll use it to bemuse you. he's invented biomes, he's invented machines, he looked at parkour and decided it looked like fun. he'll drop anything to help a friend out

docm77: cower before this croc wearing dad. he really wants to be scary. pranking people makes him laugh so hard he snorts. he has the technical world in his ear and mojang's dev team on his heels. he doesn't know how to make a video shorter than an hour. he loves to roleplay to the sound of heavy metal. he'll rap at you. dork

etho: minecraft god. menace. interiors only. does what he wants. speaking of llamas... he won't turn up if it's work. he will if it's hanging out. his block palettes make a regular minecrafter cower in fear. he made a google-searchable storage system for fun. he avoids minecraft tax like the plague. has his own minecraft update

false: queen of heads, hearts, and body parts. the server's designated pvp-er. master builder. will dig down to bedrock. it calls to her, she can't help it. a little quiet, a little shy. dry sarcasm. mayor of falsewell, sheriff. always down for an unsuccessful shop if there's a pun

gem: gem is great! do you want a birch tree with that? people look at her and find themselves doing redstone for her and bringing her things. she's very sweet. she'll kill you. she's building a birch tree in someone's base right now, i can feel it. she's a landscaper, a builder, an artist

grian: this man is Trouble. half builder, half mischief machine. if he sees something he's not supposed to touch, he's got his fingers in it. he's stealing diamonds. he's starting wars. he plays the long game with his lore. he's desperate to resist authority. he will not build the back of anything. he'll break redstone. if he thinks something will be funny, he's convinced to do it

hypno: cryptid. menace. he's a little quiet because he's off figuring out how to get the others to sell him their souls. he's in charge of the website. he'll build a nice little home. he's great at hiding things

impulse: this man is in charge of villagers and sorting systems. he is rich with emeralds. he'll redo a build if he doesn't like it. he joined the server to build them a witch farm. buy his totems of undying. he is kind and generous. he's always willing to play along with whatever nonsense is happening. he loves to laugh

iskall: iskall has a whole catalogue of noises. he likes to montage them. he wants to build a big farm. he wants to say hallo to a block of gravel. he wants to laugh at mumbo. his shops are not about the profits, but about the redstone experience. he likes to domesticate biomes. he built a villager cannon. one day he'll finish a pvp arena. IskallMAN is hermitcraft's superhero. his hobby is making stress laugh

jevin: he covered a megabase with buttons once. jevin goes hard. he has a habit of building fidget spinners. he wants chaos. he will antagonise cleo. he has the energy of a small yappy dog whilst also being determined to help his friends and have fun

joe hills: poet. the guy who conquered death. it's fine. joe's channel is like watching a comedy of endless disasters. next problem. he's building block for block replicas of buildings. he's the original new guy. he's in charge of Hermits Helping Hermits. he'll label nether hubs and give out boats. he'll fight a war with poetry and prank with de-escalation. howdy y'all. keep adventuring

keralis: he's got those big eyes. he's building things too realistic to be in minecraft. he'll pull out his miette voice and make the joke about the German coast guard. need money? papa k's got you. want money? no he's got no diamonds. he's broke. so sorry. he wants to win everything. xb always beats him. he refuses to call anyone by their screen names. shashwammy and bubbles and brian and princess and bumbo

mumbo: it's quite simple, really. he wants to build redstone doors and industrial districts but people keep dragging him into trouble. he's got grian and iskall to drag him into mischief. he loves massive storage systems and control panels. he keeps ending up in charge of things. he will not come to meetings. nothing makes him happier than looking at redstone circuitry on coloured lines

pearl: running on not enough sleep, always. here to cause trouble. she'll turn things upside down. she's a master landscaper. she'll build something massive like it's nothing. she'll commit to the bit. what if the base was bigger? what if she turned it around? she likes doing interiors. she'll build a mountain for fun. unhinged

rendog: head of the drama club. he loves cinematic effects. he loves lore and using his brother's music. he's got a whole dressing up box of characters to play. he can sniff out a story happening and will dive over to throw himself into it. he'll build wonders off camera and pretend it was someone else. he's in charge of the log business, always

scar: landscaper. trouble maker. he doesn't know how to do things in moderation. every build has a story. his cat is in the game. he builds beautiful things and flies into them. he doesn't light things up. he dies again and again and again and again. he loves to put on the costumes and play a part. he's a conman. he'll buy your attic. he's ready to cause trouble. he's shooting people with his bow

stress: she's a builder. she makes things gorgeous. her favourite colour is magenta and her favourite volume is loud. she's shouting at her villager geezers. she's laughing at iskall. she's afraid of the nether. everything she does has an edge of unhinged-ness. she's bright and loud and happy

tango: he's a technical player. i'd call him a minigame maker, but they're bigger than minigames at this point. the tangler, boom box, decked out, among us. he looks at minecraft's mechanics and makes them fun. he launches anvils and builds piglin ferris wheels. he's in charge of iron farms. the rule is that they have to be funny. he wants to help his friends. he wants to make them laugh

tfc: he's deep in the mines. he's the server's hermit. he has a rumbling laugh. he's left in shock by the overworld when he rises. he plays slow. he indulges the others. he died laughing at cleo's ingenuity during demise when he could have easily saved himself. the hermits sent him a new computer. he's got prox mod now

beef: he likes to make maps!! he's very cheerful. nobody bought eternal sunshine. he's a NHO member: etho, beef, bdoubleo, doc. he's a determined builder. he'll make a story. he'll run from the mobs spawning in the city he's left dark for the aesthetic. he sells wool. he collects records

wels: he's a builder. he's a knight. he bites off more than he can chew. he takes his time and builds beautiful things. you think he's in hiding, he's just biding his time. he'll build medieval houses and rant about tennessee's driving conditions. he's cheerful and kind

xb: he's building shapes again. he's beating keralis at minigames. he's kind and helpful. there's gore in his bunker. he's moved so far away he's living on a whole other server. the world is ending but he's built a post-apocalypse anyway

xisuma: he has opinions. he's the admin. he's a little strange. he wants to design his own farms and buildings. he wants to have fun. cleo is going to bully him so bad at HHH. evil x turns up sometimes ¯\_(ツ)_/¯. he wants to unravel the game and make new things and learn things. he watches over the others with fond confusion. cleo hasn't forgiven him for the fish

zedaph: mad scientist. he looked at minecraft and then decided to do his own thing. minecraft is the tool for his madness. he wants to fling objects. he wants to build gunk tanks. he wants to stare into the eyes of sheep. he'll build redstone machines that are effectively ineffective. he'll build a working clock. he'll study his friends like bugs. he'll build a golf course if the mechanics demand it

cleo: queen of puppets. the armour stand book is hers. she demands heads. she'll break joe's legs. her dioramas are in high demand. betray her and she'll burn the world down. she's soft really. she's always helping. she wants to build gore and monsters and laugh. joe is living in her base again. she'll kill him (she joined the server hiding behind him)

[pixiemage]

Hello! This is for the mcyt headcanon ask game:

For some reason I really like the idea of jimmy being good with kids? With him being sheriff and tumble town growing that’s going to result in some kids running around so I think he’d get used to small children running circles around his legs when he’s standing and talking to someone between his sheriff-y duties

Not to be predictable, but a team rancher spin would be tango seeing jimmy being good with kids and being like “??? Why??? Do I find this??? So cute???” It would be especially funny if tango had little to no interest in interacting with kids before that

[For the MCYT Headcanon Ask Game]

Hey there zeebee!! :D

Nono, you're so right, I can absolutely picture him being GREAT with kids. He's got the right vibes and the right demeanor, and lord knows he's dealt with enough chaos from his friends that he has the patience of a saint sometimes. He can handle a lot, and sometimes childcare requires that.

He'd be great with all of his townsfolk in Tumble Town, but especially the kiddos. (Except Hermes, for a while, but that's less to do with Hermes himself and more to do with Jimmy's rivalry with Hermes' father so - ya know. Not a factor lol.)

Tango's the kind of person who just...forgets that kids are a thing. Not because he doesn't like them, but because Hermitcraft doesn't have children, and frankly he doesn't know many people with kids as it is. But ANYONE would melt watching Jimmy go into the equivalent of dad/uncle/caretaker mode and just - letting himself be silly and goofy and kind for the kids. Jimmy's making silly faces and playing bandits and making sure everyone is involved - ohhh boy. Tango's a goner lol.

Tango would ALSO be surprisingly good with kids, in my opinion. Like you said, it's not that he doesn't LIKE them, he just - had no interest before lol. But he's such a Dad Type (he and Impulse and Skizz are just a roaming pack of dads, you can't convince me otherwise) so he'd EASILY fall into a dad-like role if he was left with youngsters for long enough. 😋

[all54321]

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More Watcher!Scar AU.

There will be a part 2 of Watching, but when I started writing it I decided that this is when Grian learns about what’s happening to Scar. The conversation following just isn’t flowing right so I put it on hold. I was writing the scene where Scar grew wings before getting an idea for this.

This takes place just after Grian kills Ren. Scar’s wings have a void-like appearance while Grian’s are normal parrot wings. When Grian became a watcher his wings did change to be void-like, he just uses magic to make them look like a parrot’s wings again.

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They’re both sitting against a wall in a different hideaway coming down from the adrenaline and bloodlust of Grian’s kill. It seems like Grian killing satiates both of their bloodlusts. He’s extremely jittery himself from the kill, on one hand appreciating having clearer thinking, on the other knowing that he won’t be able to look Ren in the eyes for weeks when they return.

“Gri…?” Scar’s voice breaks the silence, tense and slightly hoarse.

Grian just replies with a questioning hum, staring forwards.

“What’s… after all of this?” There’s a clear vulnerability in Scar’s tone that has Grian turning to look at him. He meets his red eyes with his own, a sorrowful and uncertain look to them.

“What do you mean?” Grian asks him gently.

“Is this,” he waves a hand around vaguely, “all there is now? Do we just die and wake up in another game, just to repeat this all again?”

“Oh,” Grian whispers, remembering that while Scar remembers the other games, he doesn’t remember Hermitcraft. “It’s not just this,” he assures, “it’s not just these games. But even though there are breaks, we’re still trapped within a loop of playing them.”

Even with that dark confirmation of some kind of loop, Scar relaxes at there being something else, wings slumping behind him, “what is it?”

“Home,” Grian murmurs wistfully, “it’s home. Most of us here live in a server together, it’s peaceful and we don’t have to worry about running out of lives. The only wars are mostly just pranks or jokes.”

“That sounds nice,” Scar answers, although now with a sad tinge to his voice.

Grian hums, turning to stare at the wall again, “Yeah, but it makes playing these games harder, since we’re friends with everyone here and killing your friends is just… I hate it.” He sighs, “but this game just does things to my mind to try to convince me it’s fine.” He casts a side glance at Scar, “I’m assuming that’s why the Watchers don’t let you remember, so you’re not conflicted about killing people you’re friends with.” There’s a pause as Grian lets out a long breath, “I normally remember what happens in the games due to my status as a Watcher, so… well, I hope you’re only like this during the game. It would be nice to not be alone, I suppose, but I wouldn’t want to wish this fate on you forever, void knows how much I don’t want to be like this.”

Scar replies with a quiet hum before stretching a wing out and wrapping it around Grian. He makes a noise in surprise, before leaning against it, avian instincts singing at the feel of someone who he’s close with’s wing around him, comforting him. It’s clear how Scar is conflicted over the matter, Grian doesn’t mind, just appreciating Scar’s comfort while he has it.

[definitelynotshouting]

WAHOO im back part 3 :))) i reread the chapter

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"“Not like that, that’s for sure,” Grian says, and it bites, singing through the air with cruel finality. He can’t stop the way each syllable sharpens as he speaks. “So when I tell you I’m dying, maybe you should believe me.”"

- he's happy that when they are hurt by what he does/says at least he has control over this time. He's still keeping secrets. It's not until later that grian loses the upper hand he has keeping the way Watchers work a secret. Right now the others don't know what options they have, meaning that Grian can let himself die and there's nothing they can do about it. It's self destructive but he's smug about that, in a 'hahah im going to do this thing and theres nothing you can do about it' kind of way except the 'thing' is dying. He needs sooo much therapy

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"Despite everything, the day Grian was kicked from Hermitcraft, Scar had still watched him like someone he knew. Now, he stares at Grian as if he’s never seen him before."

- Before, Scar knew they didnt have all the pieces to the puzzle. He knew Grian creating the game wasnt as simple as it seemed, he knew there was something greater at play. Later, he says "that's just not your style...I never believed you would. Not even for a second". Now that all the cards are on the table, Scar can't comprehend how there was so much he missed. He knew that just before mcc and before the games Grian gets tired. He didnt know why. Theres so much Grian kept from everyone, and Scar slowly piecing it together only to realise just how much pressure has been on Grian's shoulders, how much emotional weight he must be carrying. I can only imagine how much of this Scar reads on Grian's face in this moment

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"Scar’s voice takes on an awed note— as if the simple act of slipping past Grian's defenses for the missing puzzle pieces changes anything between them. Soft as drifting snow, he whispers, “And that's why you won't let us help.”"

- blows you up with mind

- It does change something!! Scar now understands- to some extent at least- WHY grian is acting the way he is. GRIAN doesnt think this changes anything. The fact that people know his motives doesnt mean they know how to stop his code from unraveling, after all. Ohoho. Grian you underestimate the hermits. Do you really not understand how insane they are!! Scar and the others are ready to do whatever they need to to stabilise grian's code and make it so Grian is able to properly live alongside all of them, SAFELY. Without fear. But Grian is so convinced he's unloveable that he cant see this

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"At any other point, his palms would be a warm, grounding weight, laced with familiar lines and calluses; now, all Grian can focus on is the inexorable tilt of his entire world's axis as it falls apart."

- this line genuinely had me throwing my phone onto my bed and putting my head in my hands.

- There is no more running. No more hiding. Grian has spent his entire time as a Watcher-disguised-as-a-player pretending and hiding the truth of his existence. But now everything is out. Everything that grian has spent years hiding because of self-hatred and disgust, thinking he is a monster beyond help or love; there is not much left for him to hide. His world is falling apart, theres no way to recover his life before, the one he oh so carefully cultivated on Hermitcraft. That life is gone.

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Aldjnskajan. I hope this makes some sense 😭 i still have another section of quotes that i copied, but ill do those tomorrow (my time) because i am sleepy :)

AAAAA I WASNT ABLE TO GET TO THIS YESTERDAY ANON BUT WAAUGHHHHHH /POS THIS IS SOOOOOO

IM SENDING YOU BEAMS THIS IS SO SWEET AND VALIDATING TYSM YOU ARE AMAZING AND I HOPE YOU ARE HAVING AN EXCELLENT DAY

[lunar-writes-things]

9) That's gonna leave a scar

Scar had only heard of Y/n from Mumbo in season four before he had left. He spoke very highly of them and it made him think Y/n was some sort of god. 

But here they were in season six, standing cuddled into Mumbo's chest, and Suddenly, Scar knew what Mumbo meant when he said that Y/n was captivating. Hair Messy from flying (At least he thought-), their skin glowing from happiness, strong arms hugging mumbo like their life depended on it, and eyes that shone in the sun. 

Scar stood frozen, an unknown feeling bubbling up in his chest as he watched Mumbo bury his face in the crown of Y/n's head so he cleared his throat and watched as Mumbo tensed 

Good

"Did I come at the wrong time?" Scar asked and Mumbo turned to see Scar with his arms folded across his chest while something clicked in his redstone brain of his  

"Right! Sorry scar, I totally forgot I was supposed to help you with that mob farm." Mumbo said yet he still held onto Y/n tighter, At this point, their hands were on his chest as they tried to turn and see who the unfamiliar voice was 

"It's fine! Who's your Partner though?" Scar asked and raised an eyebrow. Mumbo usually gets fidgety at the idea of a romantic partner so...

"They aren't my partner!" Mumbo flushed red and let go of Y/n who quickly spun around and smiled at Scar 

"Greetings!" Y/n smiled as they looked up at the intruder before swooping into a deep bow. Scar made heart eyes at Y/n, and he knew Mumbo could see it too. Something in his heart yearned for Y/n and he just wanted to reach out and hold them "My name is Y/n, I'm a builder and This is my second season on this Hermitcraft!" 

"I'm Scar!" Scar smiled and also gave a bow back with a smile that charmed everyone he met "I'm also a builder and this is my 3rd season. I don't think I've ever seen you before." 

"They left midway through season 3," Mumbo said and pulled Y/n back into his side, his arm wrapping around their waist "You haven't met them yet."

Scar wanted to glare but he just closed his eyes with a smile straining on his face. 

"Ahhh that must be it," Scar murmured "Okay! Well, I'll leave you two be! I expect some help tomorrow though Mumbo! Good Byeeee!" 

Y/n's giggles echoed through Scar's ears, fading as he flew away into the distance. Void, he would do anything to hear that laugh again. 

During season 7, he convinced Y/n to be a wizard with him. That was the most fun he had in ages while it lasted. Unfortunately, they needed to build and match with their megabase and left Scar to his own base. It made him sad but when Y/n needed company, Scar would always be on or by their side in a matter of seconds. 

"Oh, Y/n!" He called out, as he wandered through the colosseum they built. The structure was made out of sandstone, Sand, Endstone, Endstone Bricks, and other vaguely creme-colored materials along with some greenery around it, which was a very nice touch 

"Scar?" Y/n poked their head out with eyes the shapes of crescents as their face lit up in a smile "Scar!" 

Scar opened his arms as Y/n ran and jumped into his arms, laughing. He loved being able to hear their laugh, the song would flood and tighten his chest with joy and he couldn't help but want to die of happiness right then and there, especially if he was the cause of their laughter 

"What'cha doing My liege?" He asked and set them down before giving Y/n a deep bow and looking up at them with the biggest grin on his face 

"Get up!" They laughed "I need to finish my build before I become royalty. Although I do have a very shiny crown motivating me!" 

Y/n gently pressed his shoulders up so Scar wasn't bowing anymore and he obliged so he stood up, making sure not to go too fast as he wanted to feel Y/n's hands on his chest. 

Look, call him a simp all you want but wouldn't you want to feel your crush's hands over your body? 

"You okay?" They asked, looking at him with those gorgeous eyes of theirs 

Scar could have swooned as he stared into those eyes, staring at him like he was one of the most important people on the planet and like he molded the earth with his two hands. Scar could feel the fondness oozing from Y/n as he took their hands and pressed a gentle kiss on them and watch the flush the most gorgeous shade of red 

"I'm better than okay whenever you're around me." He said voice sweet like honey and smooth like oil and Scar could barely imagine that those words came from him as he felt like if Y/n stared at him any longer he would melt into a puddle of lovesick Scar goo

When Scar jumped through that portal into season 8 with Y/n he saw the wings sprout from their back and flipped them so that their back and wings were protected from the dirt beneath them. He would rather die to a thousand skeleton deaths before Y/n got hurt for the first time this season with him around. 

An involuntary grunt left his lips as his back hit the paved pathway beneath him and as Y/n landed on top of him. The two laid there for a few moments before Y/n moved to get up leaving Scar on the ground.

"You okay?" Y/n asked the male and helped him up, they looked like they were about to fall and instinctively opened their tiny wings for balance

"Yeah, I'm fine- Woah..." Scar took a deep breath as he stared at Y/n in amazement. Their new look was... something "You look angelic." 

"Huh?" Y/n asked before they took out their communicator and looked at themselves in the camera 

Scar watched Y/n realize he was right, Y/n did quite literally look like an angel. They wore a pure white suit with a dark gray button-up and a shiny gold tulle overskirt that barely brushed over their hips before moving back into the wind. Along with their small wings, Y/n had a golden crown with sharp golden spires and their classic black tennis shoes. 

Scar was so charmed by Y/n and their outfit that he didn't even realize his own had changed. At least not until Y/n pointed it out. 

"You don't look too bad yourself Mr. Scar," Y/n smiled at him and Scar looked down at his own outfit as he dusted the dirt off of his red suit jacket and grey suit pants. Under his suit jacket, he wore a green vest and white button-up shirt with a black ribbon tied loosely around his neck and he had the tiniest top hat on his head "And your top hat is so cute!"

Y/n cooed out their last words and reached up to take his hat but before they could the others began their descent into the world. Some falling rather ungracefully, others mining up from the dirt like potatoes, and the rest just popping in with new looks and old. Everyone was about the same except for two new girls. 

 and boy was scar so happy they came when they did or he would be a pile of goo

A few months passed and Scar got settled into the beautiful village of boatem. He was busy trying to organize his things before his chest monster got worse but ultimately gave up right before he heard Mumbo cursing and yelling at something or someone. 

Which was weird, because Mumbo never really yelled or cursed... at anything really. 

So scar popped his head out of the window and saw Etho laughing as he flew off with his elytra, Mechanic wings darker than the night sky with lines of redstone dust that glowed during the night and quieter than any anechoic chamber Scar could ever think of. Perfect for the ninja-dressed man. 

Mumbo slumped in defeat once etho was out of eyesight and Scar poked his head out his base to ask "Mumbo? Everything okay?" 

"Yeah- Just..." Mumbo took a breath and looked back into Y/n's house at something Scar couldn't see "Just Etho being Etho." 

"Did he do something to Y/n?" Scar moved before his brain could register anything and before he knew it Scar was by Mumbo's side "I swear I'll make him pay if he did anything to them." 

"I don't think so. Although, Y/n was half asleep and he gave them a forehead kiss." Mumbo mumbled and messed with his mustache "No idea if it was just platonic or not." 

"I thought Etho was more into Bdubs or Beef, maybe even Doc!" Scar said and peeked into Y/n's house to see them asleep and he felt himself relax at their sleeping face. "Hey, pick them up, we need to cover them up before they get cold." 

"Alright," Mumbo said and moved inside to pick up the sleeping hermit while Scar untucked their bed and moved the cover. The two worked like clockwork to tuck Y/n into bed, it wasn't the first time it happened after all. Scar was just glad Y/n was getting the sleep they needed.

Masterlist

[dmwrites]

“So, it’s just you and me then.” Beef said, almost in disbelief. “Left on the server, that is.”

“Yeah.” xB replied, and although he looked better then when Beef had awoken him in his base several hours ago, there was still something off. Beef knew xB as a bit of an old soul, like himself, with sharp eyes and instincts that Beef admired. But xB looked tired now, with dark bag under his eyes and clothes wrinkled. Distinctly ruffled in all aspects. It was weird, but then again, so was everything else.

“So, what do we do, then?” Beef asked. He was still holding a block of sand, he realized, and put it down. He hasn’t quite known what to do when he thought he was the only person left on Hermitcraft, so he’d just kept making his playing cards. That seemed silly now, with someone else around.

xB was quiet for a moment, eyes distant. Beef watched him, wishing he could shake the feeling that he was still the only person on the server. But it still kind of felt like it.

“Whatever we want!” xB finally said, with the kind of forced enthusiasm of someone trying to convince themselves of something. “We own this server, Beef! Screw the others, they’re gone. We are the ones left! Listen, I know where Keralis keeps his good wine. Let’s go get drunk, Beef.”

Beef agreed, more so because it would have been awkward to say no to the only other person left, and he had a feeling that he needed to keep an eye on xB. He still couldn’t quite forget how hard it had been to wake him up.

xB did, in fact, get quite drunk. Or, more accurately, he drank two bottles of wine and just got quieter and quieter as time went on. Some people were like that drunk, so Beef let it slide, although he never took his eyes off of the man.

xB looked at him after a while of silence, with only Keralis’s records playing in the background. “You know what?” He said.

“What’s that?” Beef replied, still nursing his first glass.

“The sleep you pulled me from, it was a deep one. Had lots of dreams.”

“Yeah, you kind of mumbled about it when I finally got you awake. You were pretty groggy though.” Beef said.

xB got very close to Beef and looked him right in the eye. “Yeah. I don’t think the dreams are over yet.” He put a hand on Beef’s shoulder, but the hand just phrased through him.

“Woah, what?” Beef said, jumping out of his chair. But xB was gone, just vanished out of existence. And when Beef checked the tab, he found only his name. He was alone, again, but now with the disturbing possibility that he could just be part of a dream. He touched his own face, found it solid. Maybe, Beef thought, gathering up the wine bottles they’d been drinking from, realizing only one of them had ever been opened, I should just go back to my cards now.

[mildlylesbian]

Hermitcraft Headcannons

LONG POST

Since I’m apperantly writing a fanfic now I figured I might as well list my headcannons for the hermitcraft members personas + Timmy. 

I have not had the time, energy, or attetion span to watch all of the hermits so quite a few of these are based solely off of other fan interpertations I have seen. There’s also some hermits I do not know what to do with who are excluded from this list.

This list starts out very Grian focused due to the fact he introduced me to the hermits as well as the fanfic I’m planning being centered around him and Timmy.

Timmy - Caridinal hybrid, was a listener but after Grians escape was taken to replace his brother. Related by blood to Grian, non-blood related to Pearl

Grian - Was born human before being taken in by the watchers and being forced to become one, after escaping he dyed/coded his wings to look like a parrots and claims to be a parrot hybrid. Related by blood to Timmy, non-blood related to Pearl.

Pearl - Moth hybrid, escaped evo alongside the others and spent a few years searching for her brothers before finding Grian in Hermitcraft and joining him, spends season 9 researching the watchers in hopes of getting Jimmy back. Adopted sister of Grian and Timmy.

Mumbo - Born a human, turned into a vampire at the beginning of season 8 and spent that season not killing in an attempt to deny his new hybrid-status. Is the person who orginally found Grian and brought him to hermitcraft.

Scar - Vex hybrid who likes to pretend they’re an elf, has unspecificed medical issues (I am not going to try and diagnose scar) that affects his walking abilities, often uses a cane or wheelchair to get around. Jellie is his emotional support animal.

Cub - Vex hybrid, big brother energy. He’s the second oldest hermit, however thanks to a de-aging experiment he’s physically one of the youngest. 

Iskall - Dwarf, lost an eye while doing redstone. Is often mistaken as Impulse’s brother.

Impulse - Dwarf, had difficultlies growing a beard so he’s super upset whenever it gets cut. Often mistaken as Iskall’s brother.

Gem - Deer-fey hybrid, has a deep connection to nature, hence her tendency to build naturey things, is able to manipulate plants. 

Bdubs - Everyone thinks he’s a fey, is actually just some random dude. Scared of the dark, hence the very strict sleep schedule, and wears moss because it’s very comfortable. Also for some reason everyone keeps letting him put people into positions of power.

Doc - Born a creeper hybrid, was experimented on causing him to be a spliced creeper-goat-cyborg hybrid. Wears a lab coat because it makes him feel in control of what happened to him, and despite apperance is the sweetest person you will ever meet.

Ren - Wolf hybrid, has a very large family made up of different characters he has played (renbob, the red king, etc), due to his wolf hybrid status he has seperation anxiety

Etho - Enderman hybrid, has always hid his face due to his anxiety (same) but after recieving a scar that covers 2/3 of his face he’s even less willing to remove his mask.

False - Eagle hybrid, is super sweet but will nto hesitate to fight you if you so much as look at a hermit the wrong way. 

Stress - Flower fey, resident healer and grower of plants, is terrible at taking care of herself. 

Cleo - Born human, became a zombie hybrid after a funky respawn that healed her bit failed to revive her. Is sensitive to the sun, though is able to stand in it for short periods of time, survives off of raw meat, is the go to for new clothes and surgerys thanks to her mastery of stitching.

Joe - Human, no one is convinced. Isn’t great at being social, but loves hanging out with cleo because he feels as though she gets him.

Jevin - Slime hybrid, is naturally green but uses dye to make himself blue in an attempt to differ himself from the hostile mob. Without the human skeleton that resides within him he is unable to maintain his shape.

Keralis - Resident eldritch horror, sweetest man alive, will trap anyone who hurts his friends in the void.

X - Voidwalker, needs his armor to breath the overworld air, really good at over working himself, does not have a shadow.

Ex - Shadow-voidwalker, used to be X’s shadow, isn’t nesscerily evil but has people issues due to be cast out by the person he used to be bound to. 

Zed - Sheep hybrid, always wants to know more about the world around him

Tango - Blaze hybrid, cannot get wet, cannot withstand cold weather, cannot be burnt, his hair is made out of fire and grows or dwindles based on his current emotions, a terrible liar

Not included in list; XB, Wels, Beef, and Hypno. Tfc also isn’t included, as I’m unsure how I feel about alluding to him in fanfics following his passing, so out of respect I won’t pretend he doesn’t exist but I also won’t be including him in headcannons or fanfics. May he rest in peace. 

Based on this list alone guess which hermits I have and haven’t watched. If this gains any traction I’ll follow up with my headcannons on hermitcraft as a server, as well as the fanfic idea I have at the moment - it is in the very early stages of development, but I live off of validation and feedback so I’ll probably post ideas for it regardless.

If you have questions about headcannons or wanna share some of your own, please do! I’m always excited to see what other people think about these funky lil block people.

[floef-likes-everything]

Wingman

Large summer writing project alert! Well, not really as I've been working on this for a while, but now I have the time to finish it. The prologue is under the cut, and the entire fic will be uploaded to my ao3 over time :D

Summary: Grian hasn’t left the Hermitcraft Server since he joined. There was no reason, as everything he’d knew before it was destroyed because of his own poor decisions. So when some of the Hermits convinced him to come and support them in this competition they were about to compete in, Grian didn’t expect his past to catch up to him so quickly.

He definitely didn’t expect to become the wingman of his presumed dead friend.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to leave?” Mumbo was leaning on one of the various chest scattered around Grians mansion with a frown on his face. Grian, in the meantime, was gathering supplies for the short trip off the Hermitcraft Server.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” he asked in return. He had tried to hide the slight shake in his voice, the clear indication that he in fact was terrified of what he was about to do. He was however determined to go through with this crazy trip and Mumbo was not going to talk him out of it.

“Because you have no idea whether the Watchers are still after you,” Mumbo pressed. “I understand you need some space to get your creative fluids going again, but going off the Server might be a bit of a rash move.”

“Look, Mumbo, I really appreciate your concern,” Grian started as he lowered his backpack to look Mumbo straight in the eye. He really did and if this opportunity had arisen a few weeks ago he’d probably have listened to Mumbo. Grian started to feel burnt out on the gigantic project that was the mansion and he needed something else to do. He needed some new views and influences and when Ren had invited him to come watch him and some other Hermits in an event called the Championships he had agreed without giving it much thought.

“I’m going to be fine,” he continued. “Ren, Iskall, Cub and False are all going to be there, I’ll just watch whatever this Championship thing is and that will be it. I doubt the Watchers will take interest in an event like this. It sounds way to… chaotic for them.”

In fact, Grian had no idea whether or not the Watchers would enjoy something like this. They might as well do, but he didn’t want to think or worry about it. The Watchers rather disliked the chaos of larger Servers, they wanted everything to go according to their own plans. It was easy to influence a group of about ten Players, but much more than that would become unmanageable. If Grian remembered correctly from what Ren had told him, the event had 40 participants and a lot more Players who would watch.

“If you say so…” Mumbo mumbled, though he didn’t sound very reassured. Grian had of course offered that he could go with him, but Mumbo had kindly denied that offer. He didn’t do well in crowds, he’d said.

“I do,” Grian said as he put his sword and axe away in his enderchest. He imagined that the organizers of the event wouldn’t appreciate it if spectators took weapons with them. “I’ll be fine, Mumbo, really. It’s been over two years now, they���ve found something else to spend their time on. They don’t have the patience to still want to go after me, they’ve dropped the subject.”

“You can’t know that for sure,” Mumbo tried once again. Whenever they had a conversation about the Watchers and Grian possibly leaving the Server, he would act like this. Sure, those conversations had only happened over the last couple of weeks but they had gotten more and more frequent.

“I – if they really wanted me, they would’ve come for me,” Grian said with confidence. “They are able to pass Xisuma’s defenses if they wanted to, trust me. But they haven’t, so I’m not interesting enough for them anymore.”

If the Watchers still wanted him, they would’ve come for him months ago. He knew Xisuma’s defenses on this particular Server were one of the best but he had never personally dealt with Watchers before, not that Grian knew of at least. He was surprised that Xisuma knew of them at all when he finally opened up about his past to him, but he had never experienced them like Grian and his friends had.

“And if you don’t mind, I really should go now otherwise the gang will leave without me,” Grian said as he stuffed an extra stack of golden carrots in his inventory. He wasn’t sure if he would be provided with snacks during the watch along of this event so he wanted to come prepared. “I’ll be back before you know it, Ren said it’ll only take about two hours or something and I don’t plan to stay for the party afterwards. It’s not as if I know anybody there. I just want to… get out for a bit, alright?”

“Yeah, sure,” Mumbo said but he still didn’t seem happy about any of this. Grian felt selfish for leaving Mumbo behind, but sometimes he felt like he had to be. Mumbo only wanted to protect him, but this mansion and project were killing him.

“Great,” Grian pulled a smile on his face and unfurled his colorful wings. “In the slim chance that I don’t return, you’ll finish the back of the mansion for me, right?”

Before Mumbo could throw an insult at his face, Grian beat his wings to propel himself up into the air and away. It was a short flight back to the shopping district and it was a quiet one. The sun was already descending and the view he got of the middle island of the Server was wonderful. A shopping district was forming slowly but surely and Grian doubted if the mycelium island was even big enough. Hermitcraft was their life, tucked away in an almost invisible part of the universe. Every Hermit was the same in a way, yet so different. Everybody had found this group running away from something or searching for refugee and most didn’t leave after. They were a found family, though sometimes a bit of a dysfunctional one.

Four Hermits in similar green outfits were waiting for Grian near the central Nether Portal of the shopping district. Cub pointed as Grian came into view from behind one of the larger shops. Grian landed gracefully and tucked his wings behind his back before joining his friends.

“G-Man, are you ready for the best event in your lifetime?” Ren started, dramatic as ever, before Grian could even greet him. “You are going to want to join our team next time, I’m sure of it!”

“Good evening to you as well,” Grian said with a grin. “I just have to wait and see, I guess. You have to impress me by winning.”

“Well, I don’t know about that,” False said with a short laugh. “Players from all over participate in this Event, it’s quite the show-off of power to be fair. Some can get real sweaty over winning. Plus, we bring two newbies, so don’t expect us to win that easily.”

“Hey, Cub and I aren’t that terrible,” Iskall immediately said in a slightly offended tone. “We’ll show these people what we Hermits can do.”

“Hmm, yeah, just wait and see buddy,” was the answer from False, who didn’t sound to confident. “Are we ready to go?”

[mogamingthe1st]

Part of me is convinced that hbomb is gonna be the new hermit because like. I had a dream a couple years ago that he joined Hermitcraft. Bear in mind that I only knew him from watching The Cube SMP back in like 2014 when StacyPlays was on it.

This was also literally one week before he joined dsmp so idk man, I think I have good hunches sometimes they're just occasionally a little off

[hithisisboo]

I have seen Grian’s latest video. Freaking out. I’m okay.

I’ll be watching False’s video first and then I will move on to the other Empires. And to make things fun, I’ll be documenting all my thoughts. So let’s go. Spoilers obviously.

SPOILERS

Pixlriffs -

The opening sequence is masterful as always

David

I love how Pix speaks quickly when’s he’s ready to build something. Makes me feel better about when I speak quickly when I’m excited

Grian and Impulse (stream)

Joel -

The opening as always

The dancing

Lore Lore Lore Lore….

The rambling

Everyone raiding Sausage’s closets

Explaining Hermes to Scar

Andy’s Coming

Jimmy -

I have bought a Toy Sheriff. Y’all should to

Jimmy trying so hard to keep Scar concentrated on just him.

Jimmy trying so hard to convince everyone he’s not a toy

It’s chaos

TEAM RANCHER REUNION

Team Ranchers

Scar trying to convince Jimmy about Woody

I don’t see Andy

Pix

team rancher

Sausage -

Another beautiful cinematic opening

Keralis and Jevin getting all excited

Sausage keeping in character. They bounce off each other so well

Little Church. Humble brag

Explaining Thunder Daddy and Keralis and Jevin losing it.

“Takes you to the depth of a hot place” “Australia” I need more of Sausage and Keralis

The innuendos

The False confusion

PEARL

SAINT PEARL

She’s even dressed in her Empires skin

PEARLS EMPIRE!!! He went to Pearls empire!

The silence of X and Cleo when Sausage says he gave Keralis his wood

fWhip -

Casually takes fall damage

Poor Impulse with all these questions. Poor fWhip and Lizzie. Where are their travellers

A dwarf and a goblin walk into Stratos

It’s honestly so chaotic I love it

He’s so proud of his goblins

Scar and fWhip have builder chat is so nice and calm and just fun to watch

Hey Hermits!

Wonk

Tango asking if they can even call it a Nether Hub 🤣

Scott-

Very important naming Llamas. Very important.

Pearl looking oddly familiar. The Pearl lore!

“We’re not here to steal” I don’t think everyone else got them memo. Then again, it’s not stealing. It’s borrowing. And if it’s not borrowing it’s server lag

Love how Scott explains Joel and his kingdom

Shady!Scar

Pearl feeling right at home in Upper Stratos.

Scott scouting out collectable items, rarities in Hermitcraft. I wonder if the Empire crew will go to Hermitcraft

Katherine denying anything wrong with GlimmerGrove

“Act natural” Gem is a gem

Scott wanting to go explore. Please let Empires go to Hermitcraft

And thus, I have watched all available episode of Empires as of making this. I’ll be no finding all available Hermitcraft episodes, even those I don’t watch because this crossover is chaotic as heck and I need to see all angles.

[made-nondescript]

Tubbassador AU Tommy idolising this great builder known for pioneering building techniques and creating the most beautiful of masterpieces, but also this guy known to be an absolute agent of chaos, heralded as someone who you wouldn't want to cross in a war, who has won countless himself. And then, he finds out that said guy is quite literally Just Some Guy who creates chaos sometimes and builds a lot. The child? Absolutely heartbroken, inconsolable, has now made it his mission to swear whenever he can around Grian.

The first time Tommy is on Hermitcraft it is as an official guest, not for lack of trying to break in mind you. (As it turns out Hermitcraft does not fuck around with their entrance security despite a general lack of it on-server.) He'd not begged Tubbo so much as he'd very maturely insisted that Tubbo should get a second pair of eyes on the server for once. To check it out. Or something. For all Tommy knows they could be doing any number of things to his best friend and he wouldn't stand for it (before seeing for himself).

Tubbo relents. He makes Tommy promise to be on his best behavior first, of course, and gives him a brief run down of the way HC works but Tommy is only half listening. Most of his mental energy is dedicated to planning out exactly what he's going to say to Grian, who is, as far as Tommy is concerned, the server's coolest guy.

They go. Tommy wears his Prime Day best, sneakers having been scrubbed clean for the very first time in their lives and hair brushed through until appropriately fluffy. He is awed by the builds but frustrated by the fact that all the people he meets happen to be Not Grian and that Tubbo keeps talking to them at length.

Eventually Tommy and Grian's paths cross and Tommy is Very Normal about it. Grian's not exactly as Wilbur had described him - a bit shorter, sure, and wings much more beautiful than Tommy had anticipated, but his clothes are familiar, a style Wil had often imitated. Grian's a bit more formal, too. People are like that sometimes upon first meeting so Tommy immediately launches into the kind of joking banter he'd had with Wilbur.

"I'm a bit of a builder myself," He brags, giddy with anticipation, and Grian eyes him funny, not convinced. Which is okay because people often doubt him, often don't get it, but Grian would see. He's sure of it.

"Oh, you are?" Grian says. Tubbo is staring intently at Tommy, too. An engaged audience.

"I am, I am. Here, watch, I brought my own blocks with me." And Tommy smiles as Tubbo's eyes widen when he pulls out the cobblestone. One block, then another, and Tubbo shouts at him. Six blocks is all he needs for his build's meaning to be clear: a penis.

Tubbo brings his pickaxe out and starts trying to take the blocks out from under him, reprimanding him for such vulgarity on a server he had been told wouldn't tolerate it. Tommy doesn't care, building higher and higher until he's safe for the moment. He's sure by now the cobblestone balls of his build have been removed but his intentions couldn't have been missed. He laughs watching Tubbo try to jump as high as he can to take down as much as he can and then takes a moment to gauge Grian's reaction.

Grian is not looking at him. Instead he's in the air, big beautiful wings keeping him up. The light seems to dance off the reds and blues and yellows, almost distracting Tommy from the distinctly unhappy look on his face. It's not quite anger but most certainly disapproving and the pickaxe helping dismantle Tommy's joke makes that clear.

Grian didn't think it was funny.

"What do you think that was!" Grian asks rhetorically once all that's left of the cobblestone penis is the very top block, which Tommy had sat on all the while. "I'm not sure which was worse, the shape or the material." It's said lightheartedly - he's not angry with him - but it's a far cry from the sarcastic disapproval Wilbur would have used to egg him on. Grian didn't like it.

Grian places him on the ground and Tubbo chews him out a bit, apologizing to Grian on his behalf. Grian assures that it's okay. It's fine. He doesn't really care if he "makes the Dream SMP look bad" or whatever, because he's just decided that this place is awful lame and Grian is perhaps the lamest of the bunch. He didn't really care what Grian thinks anyway, because he's so lame, and he really can't think of what would have endeared Wilbur to him.

"Well I think that this server has no idea what a good build is, clearly." Tommy says, crossing his arms. This assertion falls flat when they stand before Grian's mansion, even to himself.

"You can't be serious," Tubbo argues. He gestures to the build behind them, taller and more detailed than anything either of them could see at home. Tommy turns up his nose and looks away.

"Why don't I show you around the mansion a bit? I don't think I've shown Tubbo the interior yet." Grian chimes in in an obvious and very annoying attempt to change the topic. He looks at Tommy with something like sympathy and Tommy doesn't understand why, he's entirely comfortable continuing this stupid discussion of his very cool build which they must simply not get. Tubbo's just pretending to not think it's funny anyway.

But the mansion does look cool and he bets it's even cooler on the inside. Wilbur would be so jealous, if he could know Tommy was getting a tour of a Grian build from Grian himself. Even if Grian sucked more than Wil knew or made out. And he imagines Tubbo would be right ticked with him if he said no. (And maybe it was a little nice that Grian offered at all. Even if probably out of pity.)

"Fine." He says, and they proceed inside.

[votederpycausemufins]

Another fic for the Metal Hearts au, hope you'll enjoy Oh, I've also started a discord group for people who enjoy the various Grumbo kids. Like Grum and Jrum and the Grum variants, but also Tegg, the shulker kids or even NPG.

But here's Chapter 1 of 'Do Bots Dream of Electric Lives?'

Grumbot had rebuilt a ‘small’ starter base for the sixth time. It wasn’t just that he had been tweaking the design, but he was tearing the build down completely before starting from almost scratch, still having blocks on hand. He stared at it for a few moments before pulling out his axe to start tearing it down once more, only stopping when Jrumbot ran over. “Noooo! I like this one!”

“This isn’t your base, this is mine. You can build your own.”

“But I can’t build.” Jrum complained. “And this isn’t even your base! You’re just building whatever!”

“It will be my base. I just want to plan it correctly. It will be my first.”

Jrum huffed and crossed his arms. “Nuh uh. Technically we shared a base with our dads!”

“Yes, technically. And there were two of those bases, so they would be on equal footing, so neither was really a first base, so this will be mine.”

“Well Dad said he just lived in a shipwreck he found. He didn’t have any plans!” Jrum argued, and Grum looked like he was ready to snap back, but then Mumbo came in to calm things down.

“Your brother is right, Grum.”  Mumbo patted Grum’s head for some reassurance. “You don’t need to have a plan for the upcoming season, and if Grian were here, he would agree.”

“But he’s not.” Grum huffed, and then pulled away to start taking down the test build.

“Your dad can have a life outside of Hermitcraft, you know. Sure, some of the other Hermits are with him, but he’s having fun with some friends he doesn’t get to see as often.” Mumbo then started to help gather any materials Grum was missing in the destruction and put them in chests. “Once you get settled in Season Eight, it might be nice for you to explore outside of Hermitcraft, at least a little.”

“I guess.” Grum replied, but he didn’t sound too convinced. “But it feels too early to try and think about such a thing.”

“Maybe. But mentally preparing yourself can- oh for goodness sake.” Mumbo cut himself off as he looked at a machine flying across the sky towards his base, pushing around a few diamond blocks that were familiar to him. “They finally made it in time for the end of the season.”

“Huh? What are those?” Jrum asked, looking ready to run after the contraption just to get the diamonds.

Mumbo sighed, though a laugh made its way in as well. “Last season, Grian Iskall and I made a big business called Sahara. Those were our profits which we sent to the next season, or rather, this season, to give us a boost at the start. Or whenever they arrived.”

“Which is only finally now.” Grum added oh, making Mumbo huff indignantly.

“Then you might want to grab them then so you can pretend ODEA made a profit.” Jrum added, which only made Mumbo look sadder, though laughing along once the bot started giggling.

“Well, I’m going to make sure Iskall doesn’t run himself ragged.” Mumbo said after they had calmed down from the joke. “Xisuma said he wanted you two to drop off anything you want for the next season. He’s already noted down your presents since they were already approved, but if there’s anything else, talk with him.”

“I suppose you’re telling us this hoping we’ll do it now?” Grum asked, putting down the blocks he was about to use to rebuild the test starter base yet again.

“I trust you two to make it over there on your own. And the sooner the better in case either of you realize you’ve forgotten something and need to talk with him again.”

Jrum nodded and grabbed onto Grum’s hand, already dragging them in the direction of Grian’s base, where a good portion of their stuff was. “Okay! We’re gonna do that then! And say hi for us!”

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Grumbot watched as Jrum had filled another shulker box with items. “You know X won’t let you talk all of that to Season Eight, right?”

“But why not? It’s just a new home, right?”

“Not really.” Grum answered, getting up from the shulker box he had been sitting in, one of three he had packed, though he was trying to get it down to two. “It’s supposed to be a fresh start for everyone. Dad’s wardrobe is probably the only thing he’s going to bring along. You and I are just exceptions because we just had our birthdays and we’re younger.”

“But… So I can’t bring my shop wares?”

“No.”

“Or my diamonds?”

“Nope.”

“What about Professor Beak?”

Grum paused for a moment to think. “He might be allowed to come. But a new world is probably going to be dangerous for him.”

“That’s not fair! What can I even bring?”

Grum opened up one of his shulker boxes, showing off the pile of paper inside. “Well for the most part I just have my IOU’s. Another box has some of the toys and treats I got as well as the posters. The third has what building blocks I think I can get away with.” Then Grum shrugged. “There’s other stuff too, but that’s the bulk of it. I’m pretty sure Xisuma won’t give this back to us still in shulker boxes. I wouldn’t be surprised if we don’t even get it back until starter bases are set up.”

“Wait, what are we going to do for charging at the start? If we don’t have a base…”

Grum hummed in thought. “I guess that’s something we should ask Xisuma. Someone probably has an idea if he doesn’t. He might even give us emergency redstone treats until we’re in a better situation.”

“I hope so.” Jrum said, though sounding a little worried. He stood there for a few moments more, just thinking, before slowly going back to his shulker boxes. “Grum, can you help me figure out what I need to take out?”

Grum nodded and then went over to Jrum. They went through the shulker boxes and pulled out items, mainly resources like diamonds, redstone and quartz. Jrum ended up with a little more than Grum, mainly because he refused to give up some stuff that, while we’re likely to be rejected, Jrum was hoping he could convince Xisuma otherwise or find some sort of work around.

Once they had picked up the boxes, Jrum had them go through the Nether tunnels so they could bring Professor Beak along more easily. It took a little longer than just flying to Xisuma’s base would have taken since their dad’s portal wasn’t the safest, and climbing while holding and controlling a parrot could be rather difficult. Still, the pair managed to reach Xisuma’s portal without any harm and only one close call.

The one issue with Xisuma’s base was that it was a number of buildings all separated from one another. Once the bots were out of the portal, it was then a matter of finding Xisuma. They dropped off their shulker boxes and Professor Beak next to the portal before flying around the base to look for the admin.

After finding nothing in the more common areas, the bots then started looking at the farms with similar luck or lack thereof. Around the time when Grum finally thought about giving up and just messaging Xisuma, there was a sort of screeching noise that came from one of the buildings, a noise that sounded like Jrum. 

Grum immediately flew in that direction hoping his brother wasn’t hurt. He landed in one of the buildings he thought they had checked already, but then more noises had the bot digging through the ceiling to find Jrum essentially hissing at Xisuma, who was barely managing to keep the bot away from himself. It seemed like Jrum wanted to tear the admin limb from limb, which was rather confusing to Grum. The one thing he could think of that would upset Jrum would be that X had already said a certain item couldn’t be taken to the next season. Well, that or the redstone contraption Grum had just noticed to the side. What it was, he had no clue, but that meant it could be the issue.

Grum went over to Xisuma and Jrum and then pulled his brother away, getting a thankful sigh from Xisuma. Jrum tried getting out of Grum’s arms to go back to attacking, but to no avail. “Why are you trying to attack Xisuma? Did you already start asking about our stuff and what we could bring along?”

“No!” Jrum shouted, still wrestling against Grum’s grip. “He’s going to burn all of his diamonds! He’s just going to waste them!”

“I’m not wasting them. I’m making it into a sort of… treasure hunt.” Xisuma started to explain. “Once we wrap up here, other people will be able to explore this world. They’ll theoretically know about the diamonds I’ve put here and will race to try and find them before they’re all gone.”

“That’s stupid!” Jrum argued, but Grum thought it was a nice idea. Jrum just liked diamonds a bit too much compared to most people.

“They are Xisuma’s diamonds, he can do what he wants with them. It doesn’t look like the machine is even going yet.” Grum assumed, since he could hear the bubbling of lava but nothing burning, but who knew if the redstone would work that way. “So can we just ask Xisuma to check our stuff over?”

“I assume you’re referring to the items you want transferred over to the next season.” Xisuma spoke up, getting a nod from Grumbot. After they took a few moments to calm Jrum down a little, they all went back to Xisuma’s portal to where everything was placed.

Xisuma looked through the shulker boxes, approving most of what was there. He explained how they would be stored and once the two had a starter base, either each their own or a shared one, most of the items would be given to them. 

As expected by Grum, Xisuma said the shulker boxes wouldn’t be returned. He also couldn’t let them bring over the blocks and redstone that had been a gift from Hels since the only reason they were allowed was because it was the end of the season. While the bots were saddened by that, Jrum cheered up when X allowed Professor Beak to go to the next season at the same time as the other items would be returned.

Lastly came two items that stood out from the others. Two pairs of elytra, each of them custom made for each bot. During the birthday parties for the bots, Prof, Doc’s Hels and creator of these elytra gave Xisuma what he would need to potentially make more. And as main admin of Hermitcraft, it was easy enough for X to use the information he was given and summon in extra ones.

For season eight, Xisuma was looking into more ways to change the world so the others could have a little more comfort. It had already been done with the armor stands people, mainly Cleo, customized, and recoloring materials was small but helpful. The miniature blocks that wandering traders gave was another thing the others enjoyed, and there were other things used on a player to player basis.

Certain concerns were only brought up at the parties and following meetings. Thankfully a few of those concerns had already been brought up, which was part of the reason they had the party at all. Technically the season was meant to end earlier than it was going to now. But trying to figure out ways to help the bots in the early stages of the season and even further into it had delayed things.

With the elytra being brought up, Xisuma explained how things would work, not just for the elytra, but also food and beds. The Hermits had already been informed that something new for the world would be changing the appearance of an object, to put it simply. Drawing from that, but taking it to a higher level, the commands the Hermits would have access to for that also had a variation specifically for Grum and Jrum. If either of them used the right command while holding the appropriate object, the item would change to what they needed. A normal elytra would be turned into a customized pair for them, while beds would turn into their chargers and food would be replaced with charged redstone that would be named the same as the food and couldn’t be used other than being eaten, just to keep things fair.

While Jrum mainly just nodded along, Grum made sure to take notes for the two of them, likely to also review them with their dads later to make sure everyone important was on the same page. Probably Xisuma would mention it to them as well, but better to be safe than sorry. Though sharing with a Grian was going to be hard. “By the way, has there been any updates about dad and the others?”

Xisuma looked up at Grum’s question, pausing in some extended explanation to Jrum in how the cosmetic feature would work. “Oh, I haven’t heard too much, and even then, there’s no telling how long it will last, but Grian thinks they probably won’t last too much longer. But it could also go longer than he assumes.”

Grum grumbled at the answer, but reluctantly accepted it. Some information was better than none. And it seemed Xisuma was one of the few people who was in contact with everyone in… what had his dad called it again? Third Life? Whatever. Since it ending would give the hermits a day or two afterwards to officially prepare to leave, it made sense X would want to keep updated to know when the season was really going to end. 

“Well, I think that’s about it for your items. If you want to check anything else later, feel free to message me and I can meet you at the portal.” Xisuma said after making sure he had checked them all. “Much easier than you two needing to search the base for me again.”

Grum thanked Xisuma while Jrum started stating the admin down, having been reminded of the diamond burning machine. He younger boy needed to be dragged away, but thankfully with Xisuma’s explanation of how they would get elytra, it meant they could keep their current pairs and fly home.

Mumbo unfortunately hadn’t arrived back yet, so the bots sent him a message to say they were back at the base. It was late enough at that point and the travel had drained their batteries, so Grum and Jrum turned in early. Jrum had a little trouble going to sleep at first, which led to Grum being kept up until he handed a book to Jrum to read, which seemed to quiet him down.

After a few minutes more, Grum shifted into sleep mode. It was mainly just to help with charging, but sometimes he would have some semblance of dreams. And with all that was going on, a little distraction seemed like it would be nice. He couldn’t control if he had dreams or not of course, but that hope was there. And it seemed like that night, he would have them, or something at least.