#probably hermitshipping

[funkyplantguy]

guys. guys. listen. listen. cub and mumbo as a ship have the most perfect setup and you all are sleeping on it but never fear!! as i am here to spread the Good News of cumbo. number one. they're both fucking insane in the head. they both have the capacity to become completely and totally and exquisitely obsessed with each other in a really weird and probably really fucked up way. number two. they're the Best Friends (trademark pending) of scar and grian respectively. they're both victims witnesses of Whatever The Fuck those two have going on at all times. they can complain to each other about it. they can complain together about how scar and grian dance around each other all the fucking time and how insufferable they both are because of it. they can unknowingly start their own dance, orbiting each other at a distance until one of them goes fucking crazy and veers off course and they make out sloppy style. it's perfect. it's perfect.

[tubbytarchia]

Somewhere in the woods, a moth tires of seeking light

[nhothicket]

original meme

[will41n]

some eefo and effubs :Pc

[sillyfairygarden]

self-indulgent warmups… love the vibes of the wedding scene from the excalibur movie

[myketheartista]

hello gamers of the zedango community. is there any factual video evidence of tango calling zed buttercup or is this just a nickname a lot of authors write into their fics?

[love-death-and-desert]

🩸🌘 <3

[mof17]

Day 3

prompts were:

Neck Kiss / Sculk / Masquerade

@scarian-smooch-fest

[mumscarian]

HE STILL HAS THE WAFFLE HAIR

[jestroer]

7th and the last day of the @mcyt-yuri-week with the prompt - Colourful!

Short girls are beautifuls <3

[gghostiis-shenanigans]

okay i finished it

introducing! The Extended Joel Bdubs Polycule!

thats right according to this chart bdubs has 10 connections, maybe more! i dont know what kind of connections they are, thats for me to not know and for you to also not know. they are however based on both my limited knowledge of hermitcraft and the life series, and ohcs lovely contributions!

never again if theres an update please tell me

anyways i do Not want to tag everyone so lets turn this into a little game: Add your own hermit tags in your reblogs. /threat (JOKE)

[lyrqxa]

[siracethegreat]

I haven’t stopped thinking about the mumbo bakery owner as I had a dream about so take this I adore him in his little pink apron

[locksox]

xb design xb design xb design

[ween-kitchens]

this one actually makes sense as a standalone fic tbh but it's too short for me to be bothered with formatting

anyway mumscarian with touch averse scar finding other ways to show affection! more specifically, stiff's no touchy scar <3

scar smiles to himself as he watches mumbo and grian from across the room. it’s midwinter, and it’s been snowing so incessantly since last night that they haven’t been able to leave the house all day, so they’re all cozied up indoors. 

buried under a mountain of blankets, scar is half asleep on the sofa, occasionally commenting on mumbo’s prowess (or lack thereof) in the mariokart game he’s playing against grian. grian is on the floor next to the other sofa, and the two are swapping with increasingly creative insults whenever the other wins.

scar is deeply amused by the whole situation. both mumbo and grian are as bad as each other when it comes to mariokart, and scar enjoys the annoyed squawking that grian makes whenever he mentions jimmy being better. mumbo, it seems, shares that enjoyment—though he stops laughing when scar brings up how badly he lost against martyn last time they’d played.

“you absolute-!” grian shouts suddenly, startling scar for a moment. “this is why you had to program grumbot to like you!”

mumbo bursts out laughing.

“that’s your best one yet!” mumbo grins. “oh, i’m gonna have to write some of these down.”

“already on it!” scar tells him, waving his phone. “so far i’ve got ‘you’re like if jimmy didn’t have good looks’, ‘scar could play better than you and he doesn’t have a controller’ and ‘when beyoncé said ‘to the left to the left’ she did not mean right now’.”

grian cackles. “I think I got that one from scott, i’ve been talking to him more lately.”

“I am telling jimmy about the first one.” scar grins. 

“no- you can’t tell him that!” grian squawks. “i’ll never hear the end of it!”

“I know.” scar says mischievously.

“it’s okay g,” mumbo reaches down to pat him on the shoulder, mock-comforting. “joel will make more fun of you than we ever could.”

“oh no.” grian groans into his hands.

“I owe joel so much for making fun of you when I can’t.” scar says solemnly.

“and martyn.” mumbo nods. “if anyone knows how to commit to a bit, it’s them.”

“hear hear.” grian says miserably, but when he moves his hands, he’s smiling. “another round?”

“you’re on.” 

scar leans back on the sofa and begins to gaze at them again, a syrupy pleasure pooling in his stomach. his eyes trace their features with utter adoration; the mischievous light that dances in grian’s eyes as he teases mumbo, the soft smile as mumbo tries to pretend he’s offended, the comfortable warmth that fills the room.

he loves the way grian’s whole face lights up as he laughs, the way his eyes crinkle in the corners, the way his giggles ring through the room. he loves how mumbo can’t quite disguise how much he’s enjoying himself, how his grin is fond and warm, how he keeps laughing to himself like he can’t help it.

wow. he really loves them, huh?

mumbo glances over at scar and sees him looking. he goes a little pink, but smirks playfully. “see something you like?” he teases.

immediately, grian whoops, and the words ‘you win!’ flash on his side of the screen. scar bursts out laughing at mumbo’s outraged expression as he realises what just happened.

“what?!” he exclaims, voice pitching higher. “wh- no, that can’t be fair, scar distracted me!”

“hey, I was staring at you both equally.” scar teases, and something warm blooms in his chest as grian blushes. “you just happened to look at me.”

“scar, you’re just too pretty.” grian says solemnly. 

“oh.” scar pouts, mock-upset. “okay. i’ll just.. leave, I guess..”

he starts to stand up, and both mumbo and grian shout at once for him to stay.

“nuh uh, I didn’t mean that in a bad way.” grian says. “I will get one of those.. shepherd hook thingies and I will keep you in this room!” 

scar laughs, imagining it. “g, I love you, but do you really think you have the strength for that?”

grian squawks in protest and mumbo cackles. “it’s okay, i’ll help you.”

scar raises an eyebrow. “do you think you have the strength for that?”

“hey!” mumbo exclaims, and scar giggles at the twin outraged expressions on his partners’ faces. “neither do you!”

“I never said I did.” scar says cheerfully.

grian sticks his tongue out at scar, who copies him.

“one more game?” mumbo offers.

“whoever wins this one gets to eat the first cookie I decorate.” scar tells them. he has never seen two people look more determined in his life.

scar could never understand the people who would tell him that he ‘couldn’t really love someone’ because he refused to hug anyone, or that if he loved someone, he’d make an exception. even before he was old enough to know to what extent, he’d always known it was bullshit. 

but now..

gosh. scar doesn’t think it could be possible to be more in love than he is with mumbo and grian, and he still doesn’t hug them. in fact, he thinks he might have fallen deeper into love when he realised just how much they respect that about him—no strings attached.

as he watches mumbo whoop in sheer delight, getting to his feet and jumping on the spot to celebrate his victory, and grian struggling immensely to look truly upset as mumbo picks him up and spins him around, scar doesn’t think there could be any better partners in the world. 

so maybe they show love in different ways. if he had the chance, scar wouldn’t change a single thing.

[isjasz]

[Day 181]

IM NOT LATE YOU'RE LATE FHJEHRKWKD SPEEDRUN EPIC FAIL

TMR!!!!!!!!