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mcyt-trios · 6 months

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PROPAGANDA:

Architechs:

they're just. incredibly fucking stupid when they're together. it's like they lose every single skill they've ever had once they see each other. there's not a single interaction without giggling and you can tell they're genuinely having a great time which leads to AMAZING VIBES.

made SAHARA, played gold together in skirts, awesome dynamic, iconic, fought side by side, fought each other.

They are sososososo iconic. They were the best of buds during S6 and S7, they did so many shenanigans oh my gosh!!!!!! They are besties (S6-S7 is where you can see it the clearest, but also Iskall helped them cover up the Perimeter with Grian and Mumbo and a lot of other hermits, that has to count for something) They are business partners (Sahara, //which they made actual IRL merch for as well//) They perpetuated a running gag throughout the entirety of S7 (“get good lol” “I Got Good!” “OK LOL” “Get Gorgeous LOL” “FOR THE LOLS” <- all excerpts -the first one from their video titles) They fought on the same side of the Prank War together (Team-G, with Molebo Gumbo as a double agent against Team STAR) A ‘harmless’ curse of binding dragon head prank by Grian on Iskall caused the formation of the Dragon Bros. So many shenanigans. Hermit Challenges is the tip of the iceberg. I love them so much, they are my comfort trio PLEASE THEY ARE SO INCREDIBLY ICONIC LET THEM WIN. *cough* I mean, I am extremely and utterly normal about them :D

3 Heart Trio:

theyre soo silly theyre just silly little guys who do things like mining an entire chunk in the center of the server's spawn for their own entertainment and to annoy everyone else

They are PATHETIC. They are ANNOYING. They are PERFECT. They are playing on three hearts and they die so much. They have a specialized raid platform that is NOT a raid farm. They are a team against exploits! Their base has 3 hearts above it representing them

these guys decided to put love and fun above all on the killing-lying server. while watching other teams betray and fall apart they have stuck with each other till the very last day of the server and never doubted one another. they worked like a clockwork, they knew they could only rely on themselves and at the end of the day, they didnt mind that it was that way

these guys got the short end of the stick time and time again throughout all of lifesteal s4, they were the targets of so many traps and attacks for no reason other than they were weak and always around. and despite it all they never wanted revenge and never held grudges! they cared about fun and friendship more than anything else, and while all the other teams ended up falling apart or betraying each other, these three stuck together from start to end. they didn't care about how many hearts they had, how much gear they had, or how powerful they were, because in the end all they needed was each other <3 i miss them so bad btw

#mcyt-trios #mcytblr trio bracket #polls #round 3 #mcyt

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sickcroww30 · 1 year

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Just saw someone called Mumbo Grian and Iskall "The Sahara Trio"

Man, if they know about Sahara back from season 6, they better know that the name was "The Architechs", not that.

Edit: was informed that the Architechs got autocorrected thank you ;-;)

#crowwtalks

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kawaiibunnora · 2 months

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#hermitcraft #hermitcraft season 10 #architechs #the buttercups #soup group #big eye crew

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soul-sand · 1 year

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architechs trio :]

it’s been a long time huh?

as always, hc/mcyt requests are open :D

#hermitcraft #grian #iskall85 #mumbojumbo #boatem pole #architechs #last life smp #3rd life smp #double life smp #limited life smp #mcyt #mcytblr #my art #:D

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sparksnevadas · 1 year

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Please rant all you like about mumscarian :]

-🍂

okay okay i did pass out yesterday immediately but i have so many thoughts. This is kinda rambly

So you have redscape or mumscar or whatever their ship name is right? Theyre such a strong duo. Theres a really good comraderie there with equal trust and strong skills. Their relationship would be one borne out of complete and utter trust and honesty. One where mumbo and scar are always gushing about the other’s skills and hyping wach other up, and in slower moments, confiding in each other about stuff they worry about and helping lift each other up. Their ideal date within canon would probably be going to an open mic at bdubs cafe and hanging out with friends there. In some ways their relationships is hard for other hermits to notice until scar presses a kiss to mumbos cheek and mumbo doesnt even blush, just smiles.

Scar and grian on the other hand is a lot louder of a relationship, albeit also a struggle. Through the life series and hc, their relationship would grow out of loyalty and care. Theres love there that grian isnt a hundred percent sure where it should go, so he channels it into keeping scar safe, keeping himself safe, and then feeling a bit lost when scar inevitably dies before him. Back on hc, hes more of a trickster, shows affection through teases and pranks and annoying people, especially scar who alwYs gives him a good reaction. Scar always looks at grian fondly, meets his quips as best he can, and also ignores when affections slowly starts to turn to love. Their idea date would probably be flying through new chunks or the void in the end

Grumbo,,, their friendship grows into loud affection. Grian sometimes gives these little moments of almost fanboy “i love you!” so often that mumbo doesnt really know when they turn real. Their relationship is kinda born out of long friendship where grian has always tried letting mumbo take the first move, and then forcing him to take charge somehow (sending him letters, inviting him to architechs, campaigning for mumbo for mayor, etc) so they can spend more time together. Its a slow realization for mumbo that grian might genuinely like him back. Anyways their idea date is probably setting up a prank together where they both die multiple times in the process when grian tries to show off

But look. All three of them in a relationship??? Of course its not instant, depending on how you see it, maybe its a duo that turns into a trio, maybe theyre all edging around each other until they simply cant hold back anymore… but also once it happens, once thwyre together, their relationship is one of reliabilty and sturdiness and an inherent need to keep each other laughing. They balance each other quite a bit. All of those traits from their individual pairs only grow stronger together. Theyre still idiots of course, but theyre also deeply concerned for each others well being. They sleep in different houses if the argument is too strong to resolve without time, they still kiss when theyre annoyed with each other, they help keep grians nest warm when its nesting season and the bird instints need to constantly build or sleep. They love each other yknow? Theyre not perfect but they try their best to keep everyones needs and wants balanced.their ideal date together would be… anywhere. Just hanging out, laughing. Im specifically imagining the three of them mining together at the start of s9. They just love laughing together. I love them

#trafficshipping #hermitshipping #mumscarian #redscape #mumscar #scarian

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theminecraftbee · 2 years

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see i genuinely thought divorce duo was just another desert duo name or one of them with joel bc people called the 100hrs guys divorce trio at one point so. i think we are all very confused and only confusing eachother more ekgmKG

see that comes down to my main problem: i don't mind group names/duo names that much. as i was saying, i will refer to scar and cub as the convex, i use desert duo, group names like "boatem" or "the big eyes crew" or "the architechs" are definitely useful. the main thing is that they need to be made relatively unambiguous, and a lot of the time they aren't, and they also aren't really necessary compared to just using the names.

divorce duo here is a great example of "name that is not at all unambiguous" (because i have heard both grian and joel and ethubs now from different people). thanks to the fact it's unclear who's being talked about, the duo name defeats its own purpose; it would be easier to just like. say the names.

do i have a solution to this? no, not really. i'm probably not going to coin duo names often myself or use them unless they're either canonical (soup gang, for example, is a group name i'm probably going to start using, because they use it themselves) or extremely commonly used (desert duo is pretty much unambiguous at this point, and while it may not be obvious from outside of the fandom, it is so unambiguous that it will not be confusing to learn later). canon ones especially solve the "is this unambiguous" problem because it's just... their canon name, it is necessarily unambiguous as a result.

i feel like this is mildly incoherent but i do want to make it clear that i don't hate duo names i just think they're often a little silly and much more confusing than not using them

#answered

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ashiyn · 9 months

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5 and 12? :D

5 - favourite duo, trio or group?

really loved boatem and big eye crew from season 8!! also the architechs cause of the CONSTANT giggles, whatever the fuck etho and bdubs got going on, gem and pearl and also bdubs and scar!

12 - favourite inactive hermit?

iskall my beloved. god i miss him interacting with the hermits so much and im truly hoping he's doing okay. i tune into his vault hunter streams a lot, they're lots of fun

#.asks #people constantly asking about hermitcraft in his streams makes me feel so bad man. like i know not everyone knows but him having to repeat #-that he's got some bad news medically is just. ough.#honorable mention -> cleo and keralis. their interactions are always so funny

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codgod-moved · 2 years

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honestly i think the best duo/trio/whatever names are the ones people give to themselves. convex/concorp? architechs (tho iirc that was actually a comment suggestion but they still picked it themselves)? both cool as hell. if you think about it bench trio doesn’t even make sense, i stand by that name making more sense as tommy + tubbo + jack, not ranboo

#.txt #this post is /lh i actually don’t rlly care jgsvhd #duo names do get very confusing sometimes so i just tend to call people by their names

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froggymarsh · 9 months

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Hi hi! For the hermitcraft ask game how about 2, 5, & 11?

2. Who was the first hermit you watched?

Grian! I looked up building tutorials in 2017 and his came up- i jumped into watching Evo and then switched over to Hermitcraft

5. Favourite duo, trio, or group?

looks off into the distance. when will the Architechs come back from the war. (Iskall, Mumbo, and Grian! they are so silly <3 the golf episode used to be a comfort video for me sjdfkl) - also I REALLY MISS BOATEM.

11. Favourite Hermit to listen to?

mumbo! i put his season 8 on in the background while im playing minecraft sometimes :3

#mayliz beloved #hiiii thank you!! :D #ribbit ribbit #asks

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dragonflavoredcake · 2 years

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Handy guide to Hermitcraft groups/platonic pairings

Squads

Aerial Sheep Service (S5): Zedaph, Tango, Xisuma

Allium Alliance: Bdubs, Etho, Beef, Doc, False, Stress

Architechs (S6): Mumbo, Grian, Iskall

Bed Trio / Sleepy Trio: Scar, Bdubs, Grian

Big Eye Crew (S8): Bdubs, Keralis, Tango

Blue Bin Bags (S10): Hypno, Iskall, Mumbo, Ren, Stress

Boatem Crew (S8): Grian, Mumbo, Scar, Pearl, Impulse

Boomers (S7): Impulse, Tango, Bdubs

Create Crew / Coggers: Bdubs, Keralis, Tango, Zedaph, Scar

Clockers: Cleo, Scar, Bdubs

Dragon Bros (S6): Grian, Iskall, Bdubs, Mumbo, False

Evil Empire (S8): Xisuma, Jevin, Beef, Wels

GIGS: Grian, Impulse, Gem, Scar, Skizz

G-Team (S6): Grian, Iskall, Cleo, Mumbo, Stress, Jevin, JoeHills, Tango

Hermitcraft Environmental Protection Agency [HEP] (S7): Scar, Bdubs, Cub, Tango, Xisuma, False, Keralis, Mumbo

Hermit Dads: Joehills, Bdubs, Docm77, Keralis, Tango, Impulse

Hermit Gals: ZombieCleo, Gem, Pearl, False, Stress

Her-munculous (S6): Cleo, False, Stress

Hippies (S6): Ren, Impulse, and Grian

IDEA (S6): Xisuma, Bdubs, Keralis

Jungle Crew (S7): Stress, Mumbo, Grian, Iskall, Scar

Knights of the Square Table (S9): Rendog, Bdubs, Cleo, Joe, Cub, Scar, Iskall

La Revolution (S5): Iskall, Ren, Stress

Magic Mountaineers (S10): Grian, Scar, Joel, Gem, Impulse, Skizz, Mumbo

Mustard Milk Tots (S10): Cleo, Beef, Doc, Skizz, Tango

Mycelium Resistance (S7): Grian, Impulse, Etho, XB, Ren, Jevin, Stress, Doc

Milk Sog Quartet (S9): Bdubs, Scar, Tango, Grian, Cub

Monolith Trio (S9): Ren, Bdubs, and Etho

New Hermit Order (S5): Bdubs, Doc, Etho, Beef

No Braincells Trio / Buttercups (S9): Grian, Mumbo, Scar

PET Neighbors (S10): Pearl, Etho, Tango

Purple Pickles (S10): Joe, Keralis, XB, Xisuma

Red Rashers (S10): Bdubs, Etho, False, Jevin

Sewer Cats (S7): Impulse, Scar, Grian, Bdubs

Soup Group / Trifle Trio (S9): Gem, Pearl, Impulse

Swamp Lump (S8): False, Gem, Stress

Team BEST (S10): Bdubs, Etho, Skizz, Tango

Team Canada: Etho, Beef, Gem

Team STAR / Hermit Gang (S6): Doc, Wels, False, Impulse, Xisuma, Ren, Mumbo (briefly as a double agent)

Team ZITS: Zedaph, Impulse, Tango, and Skizz

Team ZIT: Zedaph, Impulse, Tango

Wood Collective (S10): Beef, Doc, and Skizz

5k Club: False, Cub, Scar

Duos

Area 77 (S6): Scar and Doc

Aqua Town Duo (S7): Scar and Bdubs

Big Salmon (S10): Beef and Skizz

Birchfellas (S4): Cub and Wels

Boat Boys: Joel and Etho

Clock Duo / Homewreckers: Impulse and Bdubs

Clumsy Cooking Duo: Zedaph and Tango

Convex / ConCorp (S5-S6): Scar and Cub

Crastle Duo: Bdubs and Cleo

Deadliest Duo: Grian and Joel

DERP Duo: Tango and Impulse

Desert Duo: Grian and Scar

Elven Duo (S9): Gem and Scar

End Busters / Mafia Bros: Mumbo and Iskall

Gingerbread Duo: Grian and Gem

Hohenzollern Castle Duo (S8): Joe and Cleo

Horse Head Farms (S8): Hypno and XB

Logfellas (S4): Xisuma and Ren

Maple Duo (S10): Gem and Etho

Octagon (S8): Doc and Ren

Podzol Party (S7): Beef and Hypno

PogSupremacy Duo: False and Ren

Quartz Cleaners: Iskall and Beef

Rich Duo: Mumbo and Keralis

Shattered Savanna Duo (S8): Etho and Iskall

Shiny Duo: Gem and Pearl

Sky Siblings / Sky Duo / Skyblings: Pearl and Grian

Sunflower Duo: Scar and Pearl (S9)

Tall and Short (S9): Bdubs and Etho

Team Plastic: Ren and Iskall

Waffle Duo: Grian and Mumbo

Warden Wranglers (S9): Xisuma and Cub

Wither Duo: Grian and Impulse

PLEASE COMMENT WITH ANY I’VE MISSED, BECAUSE I KNOW I DIDN’T GET ALL OF THEM

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mcyt-trios · 7 months

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PROPAGANDA:

Architechs:

made SAHARA, played gold together in skirts, awesome dynamic, iconic, fought side by side, fought each other.

Campfire Crew:

CAMPFIRE CREW THE ABSOLUTE GUYS OF ALL TIME. CAMPFIRE CREW THE PINNACLE OF ACCIDENTAL FORESHADOWING THE TOP TIER OF "IT'S NOT THAT DEEP BUT IT COULD BE" WATCH AS LOYALTY EATS THEM FROM THE INSIDE OUT IT WAS ALWAYS GOING TO END THIS WAY YOU SAY FINAL THREE AND YOU COME OUT WITH THE FINAL THREE. there is literally SO MUCH i could say about campfire crew and absolutely none of it would be enough. death games are prime material for interactions of all time and the campfire crew is absolutely knocking it out of the park. they lose their first lives planning around each other. they live in the same house (they live in different houses). they're scheming against each other. they're working with each other. they're two people who have FOUR KILLS EACH and one hapless innocent man. they're three people who swore a pact over a campfire and despite everything ended up holding to that pact. every time they play rock paper scissors, someone dies. the innocent, in death, turns them against each other, despite this not being how the game works. they reveal their roles to each other and it has this entire sense of inevitability -- of everyone having ALREADY KNOWN what was going to happen. it doesn't matter that two of them are going to kill everyone else on the server. you get that "innocent's" loyalty and you have him for life. paranoia is nothing next to a need for blood and connection. i have a normal amount of emotions over "i swear my loyalty / i offer my fealty / uhhhhhhhh same." do not @ me

#mcyt-trios #mcytblr trio bracket #polls #round 2

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zap-writing · 5 years

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The sun sets on another day - TRSNS fanfic

@redstone-sun‘s fic fucked me up so I did what I know and wrote about it to cope asdfghjhgf

the basic summary of this fic: Mumbo has a Bad Day(TM) and we stan Good Guy Iskall

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On days like these, Mumbo felt his guilt like concrete weights tied tight around his throat.

The actual impulses and desires to obey that sanguine call no longer affected him as often as they used to―perhaps out of sheer necessity rather than true recovery, but the fine details didn’t matter. Not to Mumbo at least. The intrusive thoughts and feelings, however, were another story.

Sometimes he wished he could just press a button and fix all of his problems like one would a faulty machine, force him through some kind of psychological reboot. His prescribed process was tedious enough as it was; exposure therapy was a snail’s race by nature, and the transitions were mind-numbingly gradual. From mentions of redstone, to discussions of redstone, to looking at redstone, to touching redstone, to holding redstone, to――

And so on and so forth.

Days turned to weeks, weeks turned to months, and the process was anything but linear and orderly. For a long while it felt like every step he took forward, something would send him three steps and a stumble back. One moment he was setting up semi-complex circuits from memory in his obsidian home, the next Grian would make an off-hand comment about a test contraption one of the hermits built nearly killing him and Mumbo would find himself involuntarily wishing it had.

Those moments scared him. He knew that it wasn’t really him thinking then, that it was just some heinous, corrupted part of him, some deep innate brand of the Red Sun festering behind his eyes. But it wasn’t any less terrifying to catch himself tempted by the crimson voice in the back of his mind that told him he didn’t belong in the overworld, that he needed to continue wiring in the quartz covered plains or he’d never be satisfied, to beg and steal and lie and cheat if it meant getting back to the Sun’s dimension, that if anyone got in his way he had to kill kill kill kill kilL KILL KILL KILL KILL K―

. . .

Those nights, Mumbo felt pain beyond anything he’d known before, from the crescent welts of his fingernails dug deep into the meat of his forearms, to the once-foreign hopelessness that left him wondering why anyone thought he was worth saving anymore.

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On days like these, Mumbo found himself convinced that he’d never be released from his blood-stained binds.

It hurt more than he cared to admit, having redstone so intrinsically ruined for him. Sure, he had brute-forced his way into standing it enough to look over blueprints with Iskall and play with it like a child when he was alone, but it was never the same. Nothing compared to the satisfaction of improving on an existing design, nor the pride and excitement of inventing something entirely new.

Inventions. Redstone was such a progressive material, a resource far beyond any of the hermits’ understanding. It was able to do just about anything if only someone could crack the code to get there. Most of them already knew of the wonders it could provide--plenty of the hermits used redstone-based bionics, or at the very least a form of enhancement.

Iskall was no stranger to them, obviously. Perhaps Mumbo shouldn’t have been surprised, then, when the man came to him amidst his wallowing with a stack of crudely arranged notes in hand. He was somehow more chipper and cheeky than usual if the bright smile on his face was anything to go by. There was a proud sort of flourish as he handed the papers to Mumbo, who sat with wariness and confusion. That apprehension, however, was quickly replaced with curiosity.

Blueprints and notes regarding the conception of redstone-powered contraptions and devices would typically be a quick read for Mumbo, but even having been friends with Iskall and Grian for quite some time, there was no way to scan through the chicken-scratch handwriting and less-than discernible doodles in a short amount of time.

Mumbo’s initial attempt at cracking the code that was Iskall’s notes was interrupted not ten seconds in when two loaves of bread, an apple, and a bottle of water was set down in front of him, making him flinch slightly. He stared at the selection for a moment, mouth suddenly dry, before nodding his thanks and reaching for the apple. It was in that instant that Mumbo realized he didn’t remember the last time he had something to eat and swallowed down his embarrassment.

The two men soon fell into silence as Mumbo worked through the notes bit by bit, often pausing to right papers that had somehow folded or flipped upside down in Iskall’s attempt to organize them. Though it took a while, a careful read through informed Mumbo of Iskall’s plans to research a possibility of mechanically repairing his vocal cords.

There was a prominent section on the usage of prismarine crystals and diamond powder to color match the box with his eye prosthetic, and another that explored the possibility of controllable pitch and volume settings.

(In a better scenario, Mumbo would have been terrified at the possibilities that would come with giving Iskall such power, and even now he wondered who the first prank victim would be.)

All of it was quite clearly in the early stages of development, but Mumbo could help but brighten up at the thought of Iskall being able to talk again. It wasn’t something he liked to think about for long or often, but he missed Iskall’s voice. Before the incident, his friend’s laughs and sly comments were one of the things that helped the days go by, and Mumbo knew he wasn’t the only one who thought so. The man deserved his voice and more for what he’d gone through.

But information on Iskall’s voice-box plans came to an unexpected stop halfway through the stack of notes. Suddenly Mumbo was reading through two different handwriting styles about mechanical joints and synthetic muscle fiber and artificial nerve endings and――

He stopped reading. This section contained far too many things he knew too little about.

Head spinning from unfamiliar jargon, he looked up at Iskall in question.

“F...f-for Gri..ian,” came the harsh rumble from Iskall, startling Mumbo in the process. Both of the men stared at each other for a moment, each sheepish in their own right, before Iskall pulled out a relatively new-looking book and began writing.

[Doc let me take a look at his arm a bit ago and helped me out with the technical stuff. I’m hoping that we can replicate a pair for Grian. Took much more work comin up with this blueprint than it did for my voicebox plan lol ]

Mumbo went from bemused to ecstatic as he read Iskall’s explanation, feeling surprisingly hopeful for the first time in a long time. The sheer thought of his friends getting back what he took from them made his heart swell with guilty joy.

The technician’s part of his brain fired off a million different inquiries about how they could get these plans to work, but his heart ached knowing this was a project he wouldn’t have much part in if any. He didn’t specialize in bionics for one, but even if he felt like dabbling in the expertise for the benefit of his friends, Mumbo didn’t want to get too involved out of fear of relapse.

Especially not after today. He just wasn’t ready.

“These plans are incredible, Iskall.” Mumbo whispered in awe, flipping through both sections of the packet thrice over. A part of him yearned to add notes and suggestions of his own along the margins of the already messy prints, but he swallowed down the eagerness and handed the papers back to Iskall with a shaky hand. Far too fast for him to subdue, bubbling apprehension rose into his chest again as a presence beneath his ribcage scolded him for not ripping the notes to shreds when he had the chance and Mumbo turned away from Iskall in shame. He didn’t even notice himself staring off into the corner of his room until the scratching of a feather pen against paper got his attention again.

[I was hoping you would say that. Wouldn't be Architech patent-worthy without your approval :) ]

Mumbo gave a half-hearted as smile his dear friend stored the notes away in a light blue shulker box he hadn’t seen get brought out. As Iskall packed the box up, a red hot silence burned within the room and Mumbo flushed at the uneasiness of it all, hating the fact that he couldn’t enjoy the company of the people he loved anymore. It made him feel like an ass when he was so unresponsive and caught up in self-pity, but at the same time it felt like acting as if nothing ever happened would be a slap in the face to everyone he wronged. He was halfway through a mental reprimand when Iskall huffed through his nose and came to sit beside him at his birch wood table.

A beat or two passed in silence before a steady hand reached out to fix the uneven part in Mumbo’s hair, smooth out the collar of his dress shirt, and pat him gently on the side of his face. The warmth of Iskall’s hand damn nearly drove Mumbo to tears. With cloudy eyes, he watched as Iskall tilted his head, expression a melancholy mix of fondness and sorrow.

[It’s bad today, huh?]

With a sharp intake of breath and clenched teeth, Mumbo glanced away from Iskall. He’d rather pretend he was fine than admit to the Red Sun’s influence holding strong sway over him today. But before he could come up with something to say, Iskall was already shoving his book back into Mumbo’s hands.

[Don’t try to lie to me, I can see it in your face. And in the stubble on your chin.]

“I…“ Mumbo started, cotton-mouthed and ashamed, closing his eyes to prevent the tears from glossing over his vision.

Sweet scarlet whispers pricked at the back of his head and swirled behind his eyelids, reminding him the Red Sun never sets the Red Sun never sets the Red Sun never sets, and he tensed his jaw to try and drown out the words with a high-pitched strain. The world around him grew warm and tight and dark, and despite his best efforts, the voices seemed to just get louder.

All at once, Mumbo realized that Iskall was pushing at his shoulders and letting out determined, wordless noises as he tried to bring the man from his panic. Mumbo brought down his hands from where he found them pressed firmly against his ears, noticing that his face felt warm and wet. He silently wiped at his cheeks with his sleeve, defeated.

“...Yeah. It is.”

“I-I...It’ss oh-k-kay.” Iskall offered gently, releasing his hold from his friend’s shoulders and sliding them down to his arms as he scanned Mumbo for any more signs of distress. As soon as his hands were free, he reached for his book again.

[It’s a nice day out today. Let’s go for a walk. I’ll shoot Grian a message to meet us in the shopping district.]

Before Mumbo could begin to read, Iskall plucked the book from his hand and began writing frantically, leaving Mumbo to wipe at the heavy tears that pooled over the edge of his eyelids once again.

[Let’s not tell him about my plans yet. I don’t want to get him excited for something that could take months or more to even start on. Promise to keep it a secret for now?]

Mumbo couldn’t help but flash him a warm smile. This man has done so much for both him and Grian even in wake of his own obstacles and responsibilities. There was nothing in this world or the next that Mumbo could offer as retribution.

“Sure thing. You have my word.”

Iskall huffed a laugh, grabbing and immediately shaking Mumbo’s hand with unnecessary earnest.

[Jolly good cheers mate! Let’s get you ready for our stroll, shall we lad? Pip pip!]

With a good-natured roll of his eyes, Mumbo stood from where he’d been sat since early that morning, bones audibly popping from inactivity, and made towards his room to change into a clean white button-up and dress pants, leaving his coat on the bed. It took him a moment to brave the mirror in the corner of his room, but once he could stand to look at his reflection, he made an honest attempt to make himself presentable. After smoothing out the folds and wrinkles in his shirt, Mumbo pulled at his mustache a few times in an attempt to style it, lamenting that he didn’t have the time to shave the shadow from his jaw.

There was a soft, gentle hum from Iskall that got Mumbo’s attention as he exited his room, and he walked closer to read what his friend was saying.

[Handsome.]

Bashful, Mumbo blushed and shut the book. Compliments always made him somewhat embarrassed before, but it hit him much harder nowadays, especially when he felt bad about not being able to clean up as much as he preferred. Despite his self-consciousness, Mumbo was grateful for Iskall’s encouragement and offered a small smile in thanks.

As he and Iskall locked up his house and began the journey towards the shopping district, Mumbo watched him message Grian and shake with silent laughter―probably at something stupid Grian responded with, knowing them, but he was too engrossed in thought to catch what was said―and noticed that for the first time in a while that he couldn’t hear the honeyed song of the Red Sun, nor could he feel its pull deep within his bones.

Truly, Iskall and Grian were gifts from the universe he didn’t deserve. It was a bloody wonder that they still stood by him after all they went through. Despite everything, his friends still cared for him. Still loved him. There was nothing he could do to repay them for that. And nothing could compare to the outpour of adoration he felt for them in return.

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On days like these, with his best friends at his sides, Mumbo felt free.

#the red sun never sets #trsns #mumbo jumbo #mumbo #iskall85 #iskall #grian #grian and mumbo and iskall #architech trio #hermitcraft #I am likely to and probably will be looking for errors so Blease let me know if u see any

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