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itsonlydana · 2 years

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"sleeping in// getting thrown out of bed" ➷ BdoubleO100

➛ pairing: c!bdubs x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

➛ idea: getting to enjoy a long, slow morning in bed with Bdubs is something very rare and you pressure every minute of it- until the two roommates inhabiting the monolith decide to end your cuddle session

➛ word count: 2,4k

➛ tags/warnings: none, pure fluff, + Etho & Ren

➛ an: after the new hermitcraft episode from bdubs I couldn't get this idea out of my head and I had to write it! I have no idea if I got his character correct since it's my first time writing him so I would love some feedback!

important links: rules + masterlist

🌿 reposts and comments are appreciated, they motivate me a lot and keep me writing <3

Mornings and getting up were a touchy subject in your relationship with Bdubs. Especially in the beginning, you could hardly spend a night together without starting the morning with moans and complaints about the early hours, because while you loved to stay between the sheets and start the day slowly at noon, your partner was quite different. Even before the sun stretched its warm rays through the windows of the monolith, Bdubs was up and out, preferring to stand in the still dew-covered grass as early as possible and continue his work on his latest project.

It was hard for the builder to get used to a new routine, he was used to being able to plan his own day and not having to follow someone else's schedule, but now not only was he sleeping in his bed, but he was sharing it with you. After you got together, you were hesitant to go along with your now partner's desire to move in with him, but you knew his sleeping habits - the whole server knew how serious Bdubs was about going to bed early and getting up even earlier. The first sleepover wasn't even planned as such, the strenuous work in the community and an adventure with Gem, Impulse and Perl in the depths of the earth had taken a lot out of you and your energy, it was far too hard to fight your worries about sleeping in a bed with Bdubs when it was oh so tempting to let him pull you up to his bedroom and fall onto the mattress. That night, snuggled together with Bdubs face pressed into the crook of your neck and his arms wrapped around you, had decided it for both of you and the very next morning you had moved in with your shulker boxes packed to the brims.

You had never looked back.

It was the chirping of birds right at the window what slowly pulled you out of your dreams, the cheerful especially loud singing. With a deep breath you filled lungs and nose with fresh morning air and as your nose was pressed against your partner's temple, also with the familiar smell of moss, birch trees and all that was Bdubs. The sheets rustled as you turned your body slightly to get closer to the warm body again, still deep in sleep.

Your bed wasn't exactly big, even if you might expect it to be from a man obsessed with sound sleep, like Bdubs. It barely fit in a window alcove on the top floor of the monolith, a small bed with a soft gray blanket that you pulled higher. Sleeping together as a couple in this bed was also only a good idea if you liked each other very much, because it didn't leave much room for double solitude.

Fortunately, you liked Bdubs very much, and he liked you too.

So it was no wonder that you slept in the same position every night, despite the temperature: You with the cool diorite wall in your back, Bdubs snuggled up against you face-first, his head nestled under your chin, one arm draped over you and the other flat against your chest, right over your heart. The blanket was usually so high that only his brown mop of hair peeked out, and you wondered every time how he got air under it.

His breath hit your neck hot, steady and completely relaxed, his lips slightly open and placed against your pulse. Short but noticeable stubble scratched your neck, and with each of his minimal movements, like the slipping of his hand from your shoulder blades lower down your back or his bent leg resting over yours, he sighed lightly in his sleep.

Waking up before Bdubs was almost as rare as days when you generally woke up in bed together. Lately they happened more often, because the long days of work when it came to building, as well as his always ready attitude for any task King Ren (or the roommate one floor above you) had for your partner usually exhausted Bdubs to the point where he hummed a "let's sleep in" in the evening before you scurried under the covers.

You turned your head on the pillow filled with feathers to the window, from whose board the bird, which had served as an alarm clock for you today, had disappeared. The sky was a bright blue, not a single cloud to be seen. Instead, a few shadows of Hermits were hissing around in the air, all already working, shopping, or planning nonsense-just as you knew your friends must be.

You were lucky you weren't awakened by the Warden's bellowing in Etho's house.... Bdub's cellar... a prank of Impulse that affected all the inhabitants of the monolith, none of whom had any idea how to get rid of the terrifying creature and the walls. You clearly preferred the birdsong to the sonic screech.

"Mmm."

You felt Bdubs wake up, his previously loose arms and legs tensing as he stretched, muttering to himself, the tips of his toes peeking out from under the covers on the other side and wiggling around.

With a yawn still full of sleep and pure contentment, he lifted his head, eyes closed and lips pressed into a smile.

"Good morning, Boo." you softly spoke the first words of the day.

Bdubs yawned loudly again before reaching up to breathe a kiss on your cheek. "Mornin' sweetheart," he murmured in his morning voice that always made you feel warm all over. It was noticeably deeper and darker, and Bdubs knew exactly how much you loved it. For that very reason, he sat up a little so that his lips could brush over your ear. "You've been awake long?" he asked, as he spread light kisses on your forehead.

You responded with a nod, too absorbed in your partner's caresses to formulate words. Bdubs was not shy when it came to showing his love and affection, no matter when or where you were. There were kisses on the cheek at work, walks around the neighborhood hand in hand, and then there were the moments when he suddenly burst into loud love songs that would make opera singers fall over with envy. Your favorite moments were the private endearments, like slow mornings in bed, dancing in the kitchen, or when he watched you brew potions and wrapped his arms around you from behind. He thought of new ways to show you how much he loved you every day, and that's why you fell for him harder and harder.

"What are we going to do today anyway?", Bdubs asked, laying back down with you, this time putting his arm around you.

"Do you have something planned?", you snuggled into his side, resting your head against his chest.

"King Ren would like some advice on his quest for the reclamation of the diamonds, I suspect by late afternoon." Humming, Bdubs placed his lips on yours, "I'm free until then" he murmured, and sighing, you surrendered to the kiss.

Bdubs kissed you as he did everything: with full commitment.

He kissed you decisively and deeply, lips slightly parted, while his hands ran over your shoulders up to your chin and gently gripped your cheeks.

You parted after a while, lips puffy and twisted into satisfied smiles as you got comfortable again.

"I'm supposed to help Etho with the Warden problem later".

Bdub's eyes looked worried at your plans for the day. "Why do you have to help Etho with the Warden? He's got himself into this one! Can't he invent some redstone nonsense to make the thing disappear back into the depths? Do you have to risk your life on that?"

"Bdubs-"

"I'm going to have to have a word with Etho- a stern serious word, as the owner of this monolith, that this is not going to continue! If he wants a pet, let him get a cat, but a Warden? I should have had him sign a contract-"

"Bdubs!" Shouting a little louder, you interrupted Bdubs grumbling and rambling and shook your head in disbelief, "Etho didn't put the Warden in his walls for fun, that was Impulse. Besides, he already has an idea of how to get rid of the thing, I'm just an assist in luring it through the portal"

Surprisingly, Bdubs wasn't really convinced by your reassuring words, but he was also always worried about your well-being and apparently luring a Warden wasn't really what he wanted to hear.

He pursed his lips, deep in thought as to whether it was worth discussing it with you if you were going to end up doing whatever you felt like anyway. He didn't want to tell you not to, you were your own person after all.

All these thoughts and reflections played out on his face like a movie, the furrowed brows and fixed gaze were something you could read like a book by now. A simple book, a picture book, where you didn't even have to read much - Bdubs was easier to read than anyone you knew, although he always tried to seem mystical and unpredictable.

That's exactly why you knew how to get him off his sulk.

You pressed closer to him, leaning your head against his tanned, warm chest, and looked deep into his eyes. "I'll take care of myself, all right. I'm big and strong, remember?" you said.

He sighed, his chest rising and falling at the theatrical, long and audible exhale. "Do you promise?" he asked softly. There was seriousness in his gaze, deep concern because of the known information about the Warden's strength.

"I promise," you pronounced both words seriously, then grinned again, "But sweet that you want to have a serious word with Etho for me."

"Don't you believe me?", Bdubs pushed his shoulders back to appear broader "Am I not big and strong like you?"

As soon as you snorted, Bdubs muttered a "That's it" and flipped you over so he could lean over you. His dark hair fell down like a curtain and laughing you ran your hands through the soft short strands. Bdub's hands wandered over your sides, tickling you here and there, dancing over your skin like the strings of a guitar, and like a musician he listened to your laughter as if it were his most beautiful composition.

The sun shone warmly through the window, falling on you and making Bdub's dark eyes shine. The sheets rustled under your squirming, attempts to escape his tickling, and your laughter echoed loud and free in the silence of the monolith, because the morning is yours and yours alone.

Until a deafening crash drowned it all out. The walls seemed to vibrate under the all-silencing sound and a flower pot fell from a windowsill somewhere and shattered into thousands of shards outside.

Immediately you and Bdubs had jumped up, he in front of you with his chest lowering and heaving heavily, you behind, your hands clasped with his.

"What was that?" you whispered, but Bdubs couldn't give you an answer.

It wasn't a second before footsteps were heard. Loud and rumbling, they came running up the stairs of the tower, until suddenly Etho was standing in your bedroom. His white hair was tied in a long braid and he looked from Bdubs to you and back to Bdubs.

"Oh man, put some clothes on!" he exclaimed, which jolted Bdubs out of his state of shock.

"That's outrageous!", Bdubs started to rant "You, YOU"- he took a few steps towards the intruder and pressed his index finger against the green vest he was wearing "You're just a roomie in my basement! You have no rights to my clothes, how and if I wear them, because only I have that"

Etho's gaze shifted to you, still behind Bdubs but noticeably more relaxed, and you shrugged.

"Can you tell me what that horrendous crash? I bet it was your fault, wasn't it you troublemaker?", Bdubs continued to grumble, and he could have talked for ages if you hadn't put your hands on his back and stepped up beside him.

"Let the man explain himself.", Etho was already smiling gratefully, then you became more serious again, "Because I'd also like to know what just swept one of my flowers off the board"

"Well, I guess the Warden has spent long enough behind the wall and I believe he wants to scout the area very soon. If you still want to help we should get going now" the usually calm man sputtered out and already at his statement you had reached for your armor that was lying on the floor and were about to slip into the breastplate when Bdub's arms wrapped around you.

"Please take care of yourself, okay?"

"Of course" Encouragingly you smiled at him and turned so he could tie the cords on the sides of the breastplate. Nimbly, his hands work the ties into a tight knot that secured the armor and kept it from slipping off.

As if the sudden chaos wasn't enough, a voice sounded from outside:

"Didn't we say we were cleaning up the server? What is this garbage of broken flowerpot? BDUBS? ARE YOU THERE?" you heard King Ren and now it was Bdubs who was hastily grabbing his things.

Hectically, he threw on the green moss sweater that had been hanging on the bedpost until now and snatched his Elytra from the small closet next to the stairs.

It was almost ironic how quickly your quiet two-on-two morning had turned. A moment you sometimes longed for for days, gone again within minutes and yet not forgotten.

In haste and practiced handles, you were ready for the adventures of the day, through which you would fight with the memories of gentle kisses and togetherness, to be together again as soon as possible.

Before saying goodbye, Bdubs, now fully dressed in shiny shoes, his familiar sweater and elytra, and a bag full of rockets, pulled you into a heartfelt final kiss. "See you tonight. I love you," he murmured, for as much as he showed his affection in public, those words, that promise, was just for you.

"I love you too," you whispered back and already you were following Etho down the stairs, two steps at a time and all you could hear was the hiss of the rockets.

You could hardly wait for the evening.

#hermitcraft fanfic #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft x you #hermitcraft fluff #bdoubleo100 x reader #bdubs x reader #c!bdubs x reader #c!bdubs x you #bdoubleo x reader #bdoubleo x you #bdoubleo100 fluff #bdoubleo fluff #bdubs fluff #bdubs fanfiction #hermitcraft writing #hermitcraft imagine

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ethosiab · 1 month

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No fences. Just for a little bit.

#nics art #ethoslab #ethubs #bdoubleo100 #bdoubleo fanart #ethoslab fanart #last life #last life fanart #traffic smp #life series fanart #im having fun colouring again yippee #my brain is full of angst but turns out all i can manage to draw is fluff !#wow !

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birrdies · 1 year

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run its course (1,456 words) - a brief drabble inspired by this fanart by @murkybu . it's absolutely lovely and i fell in love with the atmosphere, so i just had to write something for it!

The horse had been the one to run the race, yet somehow it’s Bdubs who is out of breath by the end of it. Palms sweaty, he grapples for a solid grip on the reins as he leads his horse through the final lap. He’s on Etho’s tail— really it’s an incredibly close gap— as he crosses the finish line. A joyful string of notes plays from somewhere underground as soon as Etho’s horse crosses the threshold. Another display of Etho’s handiwork. Had Bdubs loaded the dispenser like he was supposed to, fireworks would have erupted from the ground in a victorious flurry.

Not Bdubs’ victory, of course, but it still somehow tastes just as sweet.

It’s sweet, because the sun starts to sink. Not enough for night to fall and send Bdubs searching for the nearest bed, but the low-kind that bathes the rolling hills of the horse course and the crest of Etho’s cheek in gold. The kind that catches Etho's hair like it’s freshly fallen snow. It’s sweet, because Etho circles his horse around, eyes scrunched in a big grin and— Bdubs horse whinnies as it pulls to a stop beside Etho’s.

“Fell a bit behind there, huh, Bdubs?” Etho taunts, somehow sounding as equally breathless as Bdubs feels. Oh, how he’s absolutely loving this victory. And how Bdubs is loving that he’s loving it. He scoffs. “I was right on your tail. Don’t even try it!” Etho laughs, the deep kind that starts low in his chest before he hiccups it back up. “Oh yeah? Ok, whatever you gotta say to make yourself feel better, buddy.”

“I can’t believe what I’m hearing,” Bdubs laughs, despite himself. “You’re that full of yourself?”

“A little bit, yeah.” Etho tilts his head to the side, his horse shifting to close what little gap remained between them. “I totally lapped you.”

The sun hits the back of Etho’s head, streaming around him in a blinding halo. Bdubs has to lift a hand to block the rays and steal a better look at his friend. He’s smiling, underneath his mask, the skin around his eyes creased and his face looking softer than Bdubs ever remembers it looking. He knows that isn’t true; they’ve known each other for years after all, but time takes its toll on them as it does everyone else.

Though in the golden hour with the green hills of the horse course as his backdrop, riding off the high of his unearned victory, Etho looks timeless.

So, yes, maybe Bdubs is okay with the fact that Etho beat him. Which says a lot, honestly. He hates to lose, but he’s not a sore loser either. Hell, he basically handed that victory over to Etho on a silver platter. A favor. How could he have denied Etho, a dear friend, of such a gift? It’s only the right thing to do.

“Race me again if you’re so confident,” Bdubs insists with a crooked smile. He curls his fists in the reins, his horse bucking its head back in protest. “You’ll come crawling back crying like a baby!” Etho chuckles again (Bdubs would stay out here all night to hear it over and over again). He rakes his fingers through his horse’s stark mane, detangling it gently with his fingers. “Don’t be mean, you gotta think of the horses! What if they’re tired?” “Sounds to me like you’re just scared.” Bdubs raises his eyebrows, brightens his grin. Etho looks at him for a moment before turning his gaze down, eyes still scrunched in some kind of private half-smile that’s usually only reserved for Bdubs. “Maybe,” he relents, but Bdubs knows its just to appease him. It always is.

Bdubs tries not to let it go to his head.

They don’t need to say anything else. Etho leads the way, directing his horse towards the course’s stables. It’s a small set up, a few pens large enough to house the best racing horses. Etho slides from the saddle and leads his horse the rest of the way by a hand on its reins. Bdubs follows after him, doing the same with his own horse.

Etho corrals his horse back into its pen, softly coaxing it under his breath. Once it’s settled inside, breathing hard and obviously tired, Etho unbuckles its saddle and pulls away the riding blanket, folding both over the fence gates.

“That’s it,” Etho whispers, offering his open hand. The horse palms its head into his hand, chuffing under its breath. “Good girl.”

Bdubs chuckles and unsaddles his own horse, idly petting its flank.

“Hand me that curry comb?” Etho says.

Bdubs grabs the bag of grooming equipment by his feet. Wordlessly, he hands Etho the comb and watches him work, only barely paying attention to his own horse as he peels the headpiece away and hangs it on a peg in the wood paneling.

Etho grooms his horse with precision and care, as he does a lot of things when he thinks people aren’t looking. Bdubs knows because he’s almost always looking. Not because he has anything he’s particularly looking for, but rather because he knows he’ll find something worthwhile if he doesn’t dare to look away. Maybe something embarrassing that he can use against Etho later to embarrass him. Or he thinks maybe it’s for the little gentle moments like this; if he allows himself to get sappy about it. Blame it on the horse course. Nostalgia is far more powerful than he cares to admit.

Bdubs picks up a second comb and tends to his own horse, copying Etho’s movements and pretending they aren't his own— pretending he hadn’t taught Etho how to do it.

“Can’t believe we finally finished a project,” he says after a moment. Speaking of nostalgia.

Etho doesn’t look at him, but Bdubs can hear his hesitation. “It’s been a long time coming.” Then, Bdubs hears the smile in his voice— sees it when Etho turns his face toward him. “Guess we broke the curse after-all. It’s a lot more fun than I remember.”

There’s nothing inherently exciting about all of it: a pair of old friends at a new haunt. But it’s a starting point, a simple pleasure Bdubs is eager to indulge in. It’s just them, and for Bdubs that’s okay. Even if he’s lost, even if Etho’s as coy and teasing as he always is. Especially if. He wouldn’t have Etho any other way.

Bdubs steps away from his horse and fetches a few bundles of wheat to feed them. He moves beside Etho and places them in his hand. Etho glances at him, perplexed. His cheeks are red; lasting effects of an afternoon spent in the sun. Bdubs clears his throat and takes Etho’s hand in his. “What? All this time riding and you never learned how to feed a horse before?” Bdubs shakes his head. “Do I really have to show you everything?”

Etho doesn’t answer, but Bdubs is sure he’s done this before. He knows how to feed a horse— he has to. But Bdubs will look for any excuse to tease Etho, to invade his personal space. And maybe Etho will accept any chance to let him. So he lets Bdubs flatten his palm and press his fingers together. Then, he sets the wheat on it, using a grip on Etho’s wrist to guide it to the horse’s mouth. Etho flinches when it eats right out of his hand.

Bdubs snickers. “Gotta keep your fingers together. Like this,” he says, displaying the proper technique with his own hand. Because if he doesn’t teach Etho how to do it, no one else will. “Or else they’ll bite your stupid fingers off.” “Right,” Etho sighs. “I kinda need those.”

“It’d suck if you lost ‘em all before you finished your… redstone junk. Whatever science experiment you’re working on.” Bdubs feeds his own horse, never taking his teasing eye off of Etho. “Got any crazy ideas brewing?” He asks because he knows it’s one of few things to get Etho to start talking. It works, because it always works; though the certainty of it hasn’t made it any less novel for Bdubs. He lets Etho talk his ear off (about redstone, about alien architecture, about the dolphin highway circling his base), because Etho doesn’t always talk a lot but he always seems to be talking around Bdubs. And he fully intends on abusing this power.

He could demand another rematch. He could flaunt Etho’s fake-victory over his head, like taking candy from a baby. Because really Etho is incredibly easy to tease and taunt. But it’s peaceful here. In the sunset, in the horse course. A rematch can wait.

He’ll beat him next time.

#its nothing special but i had to do it #this might be the only fluff you ever get from me #ethoslab #etho #bdubs #bdoubleo100 #ethdubs fic #ethubs fic #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fic #it's not intended to be hermitshipping #but you can interpret it however you want #birdie writes #ethubs #ethdubs

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nix-writes-mcyt · 11 months

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Too Good To Be True

Oneshot King!Ren x reader Contains: Fluff, Angst, some Yandere tendancies -------------------------------

You find yourself smiling as you haul the last of your things through the door of the Crastle. It's been so long since you agreed to move in. It feels so good to finally do so.

You remember how apprehensive you were at first, unsure of the King's intentions, but he remained sweet to you, kind. He agreed to give you all manner of creative freedoms inside his home. His castle.

Bdubs hadn't been overly fond of the idea, of course. Could you really blame him? No. But he has always been strange to you, cold. As if he doesn't want to acknowledge what you and Ren have going on.. or you at all really. Not since Ren became King anyway.

You turn with a smile, dusting off your hands. Your friend and former roommate does not share your enthusiasm.

Doc has a deep scowl on his face, something has ticked him off but you're not sure what. And he hasn't helped in explaining.

"I wish you wouldn't do this" he mumbles. "I'll come visit, don't you worry." You go in for a hug but someone clearing their throat behind you causes you to pause.

"Welcome home." Ren beams as you turn, taking full advantage of your desire to hug someone. You can hear Doc mumble something else, but you don't quite catch it.

"B-Double-O!" Ren shouts as he pulls out of the hug. Quick as a strike of lightning, Bdubs appears at Rens side.

"Ah, there you are." The king grins. "I need you to carry these bags and show my dearest their room." Bdubs nods and bows, "well of course, follow me." The smaller man says all too enthusiastically.

You give Doc a hug before you go, he whispers "be careful, you know where I am if you need me to come get you" and that's that. Off with Bdubs you go, leaving the two former friends to chat.. hopefully.

Bdubs leads you through long, well decorated corridors, rooms filled with all manner of trophies and collectibles and all sorts of back rooms. It's amazing what most people don't get to see of this castle, and now you get to call it your home.

The deeper you go the more the grand feeling starts to fade away. Rooms seem to be unfinished or just don't seem to have any effort put into them. The colours become dull, metal unpolished. It's not perfect and pristine anymore. In fact it's the complete opposite of the throne room, of any of the castle available to the public. Then you turn a corner.

"Here we are." Bdubs says, dropping your luggage in front of a large wooden door. It all looks very out of place, the ornate carvings decorating the panel, the handle is shiny and bright. It feels like you're back in the castle entrance, even though you've just seen for yourself that that's an illusion.

Bdubs unlocks the door and opens it, revealing a large, circular room. You enter first at his request, a smile falling upon your lips as you look around.

The room is big, finely decorated, the ceiling is high in the center of the room, and a diamond chandelier hangs there. Around the edge of the room a kind of second floor exists, it wraps around the whole outside wall.

You can see half of the room up there is bookshelves, practically overflowing with books. Opposite that there is a large window, not that you can see where it looks quite yet.

It's a nice room, no one can deny that, but it seems.. off now. There's a feeling in your stomach telling you that maybe it all means something. It's probably just the nerves of moving.

You lie on the large bed, listening as Bdubs brings all your things into the room. "That's all your things, I'll leave you to sort it all out." He says. You nod, well, as much as you can nod while laid down.

You hear the door close and let out a deep breath. Everything will be fine once you're settled in. That starts with unpacking.

Unpack you do, finding homes for each of your things. You discover things about the room while you do, for example when it was painted no one bothered to move the furniture so its all just a facade hiding windows into what the room really is.

Once all your things have a home you move on to what you should do next. This is a new place, perhaps you ought to find out what other secrets it holds.

You walk over to the door, reaching out and taking ahold of the ornate copper handle. But it doesn't turn.

You try again. Nothing.

The door rattles as you shake the handle, but it doesn't open. Bdubs must have locked you in by accident.

You pull out your communicator only to find there isn't any signal for it to work. It looks like you'll have to wait for someone to come find you.

You busy yourself with the room itself, flicking through books and tracing ornate patterns on the furniture with your fingers. The time stuck in the room gives you a chance to see all the potential the room has to keep you busy, to be your own space.

"Hey baby." You stop what you're doing, almost tackling Ren in a hug. "I'm so glad to see your face." You grin. "Get used to it, you live here now." He winks, "what do you think of the room?"

"It's nice, feels too good to be true." You let out a small laugh, the corners of the King's lips twitching as you do. "Well it is true. You're here to stay now, forever."

"So what else is there to do in this castle then?" You ask him. "Are you bored of this room already? I thought you just said it's nice." Ren frowns now.

"It is nice, I just-" "Bdubs and I put a lot of work into making this the perfect space for you." You nod, looking around as Ren does. There has been a lot of effort put into this room, maybe you should show some more appreciation for it.

"It is a nice room." You mumble. "I'm glad you think so," Ren smiles again now, "you won't mind waiting in here for a bit would you?" You shake your head no.

"Great, well.. I'll see you soon then!" Ren squeezes you tight, placing a firm kiss on your cheek before leaving the room. He closes the door behind him. Then the lock clicks.

You wait a second before moving over to the door, attempting to open it. Neither twisting or pulling the handle works to open the ornate wooden barricade. It doesn't budge, not one bit.

You groan, leaning against the door as if that's going to change the fact it's locked.

With a sigh you drag yourself across the room to the window. But you don't have a view you can enjoy, no.

Right there is the edge of the perimeter, Doc's baby. Your baby. Your home. Your real home.

Doc was right to be skeptical of the king, but Ren won you over with gifts and fancy words. The promise you'd get to live in a castle, be a royal.

You do live in a castle, and you may get to wear a crown one day. But for the time being it seems you are nothing but a prisoner.

#hermitcraft x reader #rendog x reader #king!ren x reader #mcyt x reader #hermitcraft #hermitblr #mcyt #mcytblr #hermitcraft season 9 #ren x reader #ren #rendog #bdubs #bdoubleo100 #angst #fluff #doc #docm77 #crastle

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chirrups · 2 years

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4 down, 22 to go

#hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #hermitcraft season 9 #bdoubleo100 #cubfan135 #docm77 #ethoslab #i was going to do all 26 at once but itd kill me so bursts of 4 it is #redid my doc design with fluff because having fluff does fill me with joy #bird's hermit lineup #bird art

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teddy-bear-d · 1 year

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A sleepless night and a tireless war

From @swamp-chicken fic Of Gods and Redstone!

#ethoslab #bdoubleo100 #zombiecleo #ethubs #of gods and redstone #I didn’t pace this quite as intended #I feel like my zines tend to be reminiscent of movie posters haha #even if these are technically angst their also soft scenes #does that count as fluff haha

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not-so-anonymous-scotch · 1 year

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Please can i request a sleepy ethubs drabble?

well. this is certainly not the length of a drabble, oops. got carried away. but hey under 1k? thats an achievement for me.

Aroma gen/fluff, 896 words

Typically, Bdubs wouldn't find himself in this situation. He always slept, so of course he wasn't often tired- but sometimes things just slip when you're focused. So much so that he pushed past sleeping the night away if someone else was online to do it. He'd stop and stretch, give himself a moment, then move right back on to building. It was exciting enough he barely realized how exhausted he was getting after all these hours. Bdubs eyes were sore each time he blinked, and that mossy cloak was feeling more and more like a comfortable blanket anytime his mind drifted for a little too long.

But as the sun started to set once more and night crept in, the sun failed to rise with the convenience of someone filling his role. Just another block or two, is what he was thinking. Still, someone noticed...

<docm77>: can someone sleep

<Etho>: bdubs?

The faint whine of a rocket could be heard not far off, but in Bdubs' daze he didn't catch it until Etho's feet hit the ground not far from the expansive build he'd been working on. Bdubs was slow to turn though, processing his friends' presence a few seconds later.

“...Bdubs? What're you up to?” It wasn't a huge deal Bdubs looked busy but, not sleeping was... a surprise.

Bdubs still took a moment before stopping, supplies in hand. “What does it look like?” There was some kind of jest to his tone, but it was dragged down by his exhaustion.

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“Well you know its night time, right?” Etho stepped up a little closer, looking up at Bdubs who knelt on the wall he was building.

“Yeah- yeah, I just- I'm busy.” He quickly looked back to his work. “Go ahead 'n sleep for me, will ya?”

Etho was quiet for a moment, tilting his head as he watched Bdubs start up again. In the darkening world, he spotted little sprouts of white flowers blooming on that dark mossy cape.

“Um, I think maybe you should sleep instead. You've been going at this for a while...” Etho starts, “You can stop, you know.”

Bdubs inhaled and exhaled with a sigh- the urge to close his eyes growing worse as the sweet smell of the flowers over his shoulders lured him closer to sleeping. The small blooms of jasmine did nothing to help him on his trek to finish this build in one sitting.

He had to hold himself up with quite some force in order to avoid falling forward. “Oh don't worry 'bout me. I'm almost done here.” Bdubs waved, leaning over the walls as he looked at Etho.

There was a slight cringe as Etho watched his friend sit so unevenly up there, clearly on the edge of dozing off- and falling off. “Bdubs, you're going to die up there first before you even finish if you don't sleep.”

It was a bit too much to argue at this point, as every moment to think about it made Bdubs space out as he grappled with the tiredness that gripped him. Each breath in relaxed him further, breathing in the aroma of the flowers growing from the moss on his back.

“I'm fine- I'll just rest up here if i need to...” Bdubs trailed off as he sat there up on the wall, holding in a yawn. He was leaning on his hand as he looked down at Etho, eyes half lidded and doing nothing to stop himself from looking so tired. His eyes were definitely closing.

Etho rubbed the back of his head. Bdubs was certainly not going to sleep up there. He'd fall flat on his face. By the time Etho stepped up some makeshift dirt stairs, Bdubs was only moments away from fully giving in. The flowers upon his cape crawled onto the ruins he worked on now too, roots trying to dig into the cracks right before Etho's eyes.

“Okay- you need to lay down. Not up here though.” With that, Etho scooped him up.

“Hey- hey.. I- I don't need you to carry me.” Bdubs muttered out quickly, but had no strength to struggle out of his grasp. He was determined to not fall asleep in Etho's arms, even if each waking moment made it harder to do.

When Etho was a few steps away from the walls, Bdubs shifted.

“Okay, you got me down so just... put set me down here, alright?” He rubbed his face with his hands, already leaning away from Etho with what energy he had left. “Jus'... right here, I gotta get back to building...”

“Your tower isn't far, I'll just take you-” Etho started, but was interrupted by Bdubs pushing away again.

“No, no, no- I'm sleeping right here- I'll be fine.” Bdubs' tiredly patted Etho on the cheek, voice becoming more lazy as tiredness took over. “Don't worry 'bout me cutiepie... if there's one thing I'm good at, it's sleeping.”

Etho rolled his eyes. He couldn't really stop him, and leaned down to let Bdubs crawl out of his grasp. Etho sat down next to the other, watching Bdubs become a lump under his mossy cloak when he pulled it closer. It only took a moment for him to be completely out, leaving Etho to sit and watch while the sun slowly rose, and the flowers on his cloak waved with the breeze.

#Anonymous #drabble #request #bdubs #bdoubleo100 #ethoslab #etho #hermitfic #hermitshipping #ethubs #hermitcraft #fluff

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fountainpenguin · 7 months

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“I never worry- I'm fine... Sorry if expressing my feelings was a little out of line.” (x)

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New Dog's Life chapter today!

Chapter 9 - “Smoke (Lizzie, Etho, Scar)”

Read on AO3

Start from Chapter 1

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Intimacy comes in many flavors. For Joel and Lizzie, that’s forcing respawns on each other. For Etho, that’s physical touch and/or double checking you installed your buddy’s breathing system right. For Bdubs? Logging out in one another’s company. SnifferMyFeet? Wearing a ring. For Grian, it might be something out of this world… and then there’s Scar, loyal Scar, with the steel chair.

(First 1,000 words under the cut)

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LDShadowLady

#temporary widow

💚 💛 ❤️

Lizzie might know more about how to take care of an Etho than Etho does. Etho, whose face has been slumped in his hand for the last 20 minutes (fingers pulling at his lashes, face gray and dark beneath his eyes), does not look like he’s slept in precisely four days. Nor does he look like he’s eaten anything other than Beef’s chocolate cake for a week. Both these facts are probably untrue (as Lizzie’s data is, admittedly, quite limited and biased at this time) but he looks it.

Granted, Lizzie wouldn’t dream of calling herself the local Etho expert of New Star Station when there are people like Beef, Pause, Bdubs, Tango, Impulse, and Xisuma around. However, since Joel’s still a firefly locked inside a chest, SnifferMyFeet is curled like a croissant on the end of the leather sofa, TwoMuchGrian left 40 minutes ago, and Beef is still in his bedroom with his headphones on… Yes. Lizzie feels confident in claiming the title of “most knowledgeable person in the room on Etho’s physical health and mental strain.” Possibly (though not necessarily) including Etho. Lizzie leans against the wall.

“Um. Well, don’t hesitate to inform me whether I can assist you in any matter whatsoever.”

“I’m fine.” He shifts his hand after that. Straightens up. The type of guy who’d scoff and grumble if you pointed out that he is mortal too. “It’s just… been a long day of screens.”

She touches the back of his hand in silent solidarity. Etho doesn’t jerk his away. I know, she tries to tell him. Thank you for all your hard work.

His fingers tighten against the desk. “Liz-”

Sniff clears his throat at that exact moment. Lizzie and Etho both glance back at him. He says, “I want to go outside. Tell me the rules.”

“Outside?” Etho repeats. “For what?”

“Hunting.” Sniff bounces on his feet, vex wings flapping out. They’re spindly little things and quite frankly, Lizzie’s glad she doesn’t have any herself. If she had to trust her safety to raggedy little bits like that, she’d probably have a heart attack. “I need food… What are the rules?”

“Rules?” Etho sounds… lost.

“Yeah. Like, is it bad sportsmanship to camp a portal? And am I not allowed to sneak into anybody’s house?”

“Oh. Um… Bdubs could tell you more. Or Scar. Scar might be the more accurate resource. As for rules, I think it’s considered… extremely rude to ‘target’ someone without their consent - as in, go out of your way to look for them - but I don’t really hunt souls. I’m not exactly on the ball at keeping up with politics.”

Sniff frowns. “So, what… You don’t even hunt chicken souls?”

“I’m an omnivore. I can eat souls if I want to, but I’m not like zombies, vex, or phantoms or… what’s the last one?”

“I think drowned and husks both can.”

“-anyway. There are some hybrids who have to eat souls to refill their hunger haunches. ‘Anivore’ is the word for that, and I’m an omnivore.” Then, maybe as a joke, “So don’t get on my bad side, Sniff… because I can log you out just as easily as you can get me.”

“What about her?” Sniff asks, gesturing to Lizzie. “She’s the ‘cutest predator,’ yeah? Lizzie, do you eat souls?”

She lifts her brows. “I’m an axolotl. I like seafood, mostly. Crabs, fish, worms… Lots of insects.”

Sniff thinks about that for half a second. Then he hides behind the couch arm, staring back with squinted eyes. Oh. He may not be an endermite hybrid anymore, but she can’t blame him for the judgment. I feel a little bad about that, actually.

“I don’t eat souls,” Lizzie corrects. “I eat mob drops.”

“Oh… Okay.” Turning back to Etho, “You said the phantoms get to hunt. I’m hungry. I’m going out.” He lifts his hands as though bracing himself for a storm of words, though Etho’s fingers are still cupping his face and neither he nor Lizzie opened their mouths. “Hang on- Just-just hear me out before you say ‘No way, Sniff; it’s way too dangerous if the phantoms make line of sight;’ cry me a river, mate. If no one even knows what I look like, how can they tell I’m not supposed to be here? I’ll keep my comm in my pocket. Or- or say I just flit around out there in my weird little soul form, and I just look at the people? What then? You’re just some fox and Joel is just some firefly. No one will even know it’s me.”

“Do you know how to go into free-cam?”

That shuts Sniff up. He turns his back, tucking himself into a ball on the sofa once again. His wings twitch at his shoulder blades. Lizzie looks back at Etho, but his eyes are firmly off hers and focused on the screen again. She doesn’t push him into voicing whatever thought had danced inside his head.

Etho plays the keyboard on his programmer’s tablet like it’s a hundred tiny noteblocks. They spark little tick-tock noises in the air and shoot flashes of color across the screen wherever his fingers tap. Lizzie’s not sure if that’s part of its default design or simply a setting Etho toggled on for dramatic effect. She supposes he’s allowed to. Perhaps it’s the same reason Joel tags silly names on all his farming tools: Anything to make a dull job more fun.

“Mmmkay,” Etho murmurs, but it’s mostly to himself. Some of what he does it a little copy and paste. He’s pulling from what’s left of Joel’s code. He’s pulling from Sniff. Maybe a little from Two. Maybe a little from his own head. He clicks his tongue and mumbles here and there.

But for the most part, Etho works in silence- only checking with Lizzie on occasion when he runs into something he hasn’t memorized. Mostly, that means his will o’ the wisp traits. Makes sense. Joel didn’t have his antennae, his swamp gas wings, or his poofing ability active on-server during Double Life, where he and Etho were partnered up as soulmates.

After a few struggled attempts though, Etho deletes his drafts, shaking his head. “I… I don’t think it’s a good idea for me to write an entire mod for him from scratch. I’ll just bring him back as a firefly, make a few tweaks, check to confirm everything’s working fine… and then he can mod the wisp stuff in if he wants to. Later.”

Those last words hang between them like a crooked painting on the wall. With what record of the code?

Maybe Joel keeps a copy of his mods. He’s supposed to. But then, he’s supposed to do a lot of things.

“I don’t think Joel would mind if-”

“I’m gonna stop you right there,” says Etho, swiveling his chair. His voice is steady, but he shakes his head. “You have too much faith in me.”

“Well, that’s one way of talking yourself down. I think I have exactly the right amount of faith, thank you very much.”

Etho taps a few more keys. “Maybe another day, then… When I can talk to Joel. He might remember things. It’s his body. I’m just borrowing it.”

Silence.

“Snrk.”

“I heard it when I said it,” he gripes, and shoves her from his shoulder.

[Full chapter on AO3 - Link at top]

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crunchystarz · 1 year

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Silly guys[ they 100% forced cleo to read them a bedtime story]

Not the best of my work but whatever

#crunchystarz #the clockers #limited life #lmlsmp #goodtimeswithscar #zombie cleo #bdoubleo100 #bdubs #traffic life #trafficblr #24life #i love this trio sm you have no idea #drawing fluff bc angsty shit makes me cry enough is enough #pls ignore how funky scar looks shhh

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gladburden · 3 months

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guess who updated the damn thing.

ME.

the calm before the storm.

#ethoslab #ethubs #bdoubleo100 #hermitshipping #GAY MEN #you get fluff….as a treat

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platonicwizard · 2 years

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: BdoubleO100/EthosLab/ImpulseSV Characters: John Booko | BdoubleO100, EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF), impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Fluff, Tooth-Rotting Fluff, Nonbinary EthosLab, Demon impulseSV (Video Blogging RPF), Glare BdoubleO100, Romantic Fluff, Polyamory Summary:

Impulse goes home to Etho and Bdubs

#hermitshipping #impulsesv #ethoslab #bdoubleo100 #bdouble0 #fanfic #fluff #1k words

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itsonlydana · 2 years

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"finding a friend in your enemy" ➷ BdoubleO100

➛ pairing: c!bdubs x gn!reader (no pronouns mentioned)

➛ idea: when Pearl asks you to cat-sit her cat Nugget, Bdubs is convinced he would never like any cat and especially not one that shows no interest in him whatsoever. It's fascinating how fast the tables turn.

➛ word count: 1,1k

➛ tags/warnings: none, pure fluff, mention of small injuries

➛ an: while writing this I rewatched Bdubs Among Us stream from tonight and I had to write this short story after he and Pearl chatted about her cat. I know Bdubs is not on my official list on who I write for yet, but if you have any ideas, send them in :D

➛ requests: open!

important links: rules + masterlist

🌿 reposts and comments are appreciated, they motivate me a lot and keep me writing <3

"I think she hates me"

"What?" Astonished, you looked over the top of your notebook, glancing from the long list of materials for your mega base to Bdubs, who almost disappeared into the tall grass in his moss sweater.

"She hates me and probably every person on this server," your boyfriend repeated, resting his head in the crook of his arm so you couldn't see anything of him except for a tuft of brown hair. He'd been lying there in the meadow in front of your starter home for hours, as still as you'd never have thought him to be, hidden under his soft sweater that was far too warm for a warm summer day.

"Well, she seems to like me," you clarified, and turned back to your list. You had already started to elaborate the plans for your big project a week ago and after you decided to settle down near the shopping district by the sea you could finally go into more details - or rather you could try to, because Bdub's deprecating click of his tongue made you lower the notebook in your hands again.

"You don't really think someone so sweet hates humanity, do you?"

"She's the devil himself! Look at her with her red sparkling eyes and razor sharp claws! Just now she was sharpening them and I swear she was staring at me the whole time!"

"Bdubs, it's a cat!" you interrupted his agitated babbling and stood up from your double chest serving as a seat, aware that you couldn't continue working until the "cat" problem was solved. And if, in exchange, you would put your project on hold for another night, only to finally be able to work in peace afterwards, so be it.

With a sigh, you trudged across the meadow to the shady oak tree, against whose trunk you leaned again, directly under the "B+y/n" cut into the bark, which had been created as soon as you had put down your first chest of the now out-of-control chest monster.

Stretching out your legs, you leaned against the trunk and looked down at Bdubs and his fluffy opponent.

Pearl's cat, Nugget, lay curled up in itself with her head, chin turned upwards in the grass, sleeping perfectly peacefully, completely unaware of Bdub's stare. Now that you were facing him you could see his face again, his skepticism of the fur baby more than evident in his curled lips. The hood pulled over his head cast a shadow over him, and laughing, you stretched to pull it off of him.

"Stop looking so grim, you super villain," you grinned after you ran a hand through his brown short strands and he blew them out of his eyes.

"I'm not the bad guy here," he grumbled, his whole attitude towards the cat telling a whole different story. Ever since Pearl had asked you to watch her cat Nugget for a few days, she had a long trip planned to gather materials and didn't want her running around her base alone, Bdubs had been out to plant nasty thoughts and worries in your head. What if you couldn't handle cats? Did you know what Nugget ate and needed for grooming? What if Nugget didn't want a babysitter at all and just wanted to chill for a week?

The latter had got you thinking about whether it might not have been Bdubs who didn't want to be a babysitter.

For you, the issue of Bdub's apparent dislike of cats had been resolved when Pearl had dropped Nugget off the day before yesterday in a box and with a shulker box full of food, snacks, and grooming products, and the cat had responded to Bdub's attempt to pet her-he'd been clumsier than he used to be at Redstone-and he'd gotten a small scratch on the spot.

You thought that if they didn't like each other, they should get along in peace and just ignore each other, but you didn't count on the sudden jealousy that arose in Bdubs every time the cat tried to get close to you, thus scaring him away.

Of course, he claimed that Bdubs, the king of the moon, didn't need to be jealous of a creature like a cat, a kitten at that, because he was so much better, and yet he was staring at Nuggets as if he wanted to send her to the moon in a rocket.

Just as you took your hand out of Bdub's hair and were about to lean back again, Nugget stirred. First she stretched her small slender hind paws back, rolled away and presented the underside of her belly to you, meowing.

"Oh look who's awake" Slowly, so she could see your hand coming you began to pet through the warm fur, massaging it lightly "Did you fall asleep after your dinner? That was quite a feast wasn't it? You're just like Boo," you whispered loud enough for Bdubs, who was watching the interaction skeptically and with his eyebrows drawn together, to hear "He likes to sleep in the sun after a good meal, too"

"Hey!" he exclaimed, startling Nugget, as she immediately stopped purring and hissed in his direction. Immediately Bdubs hissed back, seeming less threatening and more childlike.

You looked at him admonishingly, the subject of volume around the kitten had come up more and more in the last two days and while you didn't mind your boyfriend's full voice, cats heard everything a little louder after all. At his low grumble, Nugget calmed down too, her little body rolling relaxedly in your direction until her head bumped against your knee and she tossed up a throaty meow at you, a complaint as to why you had stopped petting her.

As any sane person would do, you continued the petting and were immediately rewarded with the deep purr that made every bit of stress fall away from you. It was truly magical how good a purring cat was for your mental health.

"Boo?"

"Yes angel face?"

You looked up with a smile from a perfectly content Nugget to a grumpy looking Bdubs. He really needed to work on his jealousy. "Don't you want to try Nugget again? She's all fluffy."

At your question, Bdubs laughed out loud until he realized you were serious. "No, never! Never ever in my life will I pet that devil and give myself to her, become one of her servants, serving her food and being bossed around! Can't you see the rage in her eyes? The hatred for the human- ahh" Without much hesitation you had taken his hand and were slowly running it over Nugget's belly with yours. She flinched briefly at the strange touch, but when she realized she was being petted again, she blinked once at Bdubs and leaned toward his hand.

It was a fascinating moment when Bdubs, completely in stupor, let you guide him and when he found his own rhythm and after a while his feet began to kick in the air, you knew you were one step closer to having a cat of your own.

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lunar-writes-things · 5 months

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okay since bdubs is such a bold n outspoken person, i would like to request anything you can think of that would include flustered n stammering bdubs

maybe pair it with one of my favorite fic tropes, kissing practice? 👀 (entirely up to you tho :))

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Making Moss Turn Red

Pairing: Bdoubleo100 x Reader

Summary: In which your attempts to get a single kiss from your crush successfully fail

Genre: ROMANCE, FLUFF

Extra notes: My friend wrote down a line in here and I didn't wanna delete it so I integrated it into the fic-,

Content warnings (If any): ALSO I WORTE A MAKE OUT SCENE IM NOT SORRY, Bdubs gets grabby ;)

WC: 1,656

You couldn't help it.

You would think after knowing someone for so long it would drive off any feeling for them but even now as you watched him build you couldn't help but swoon for the man.

Bdubs was pulling himself up to the place he needed, but all you could see is how his biceps flexed and how his back muscles looked through the sweat-soaked and see-through white shirt of his. You held his moss coat in your lap as you drooled over the man with a dopey grin on your face.

"-n! Y/n!" Bdubs called and snapped you back to reality. The man had a smug grin on his face as he began to walk towards you "Enjoy the show?"

You flushed a sweet pink as you let out a light laugh along with your retort "Of course! Why else would I be here if not for the show?"

Ah yes...

The only unfortunate part of your relationship with Bdubs other than your hidden feelings.

The flirting that was supposed to be fake.

It was never fake on your side and almost always had the man feeling even bolder than always when he saw you began to flush and stammer.

However, this flirting was new... Very recent in fact only a few days old.

About a week ago, after realizing your feelings for the man after years of pushing it back, You wanted to come up with a plan so you could make a move.

But nothing had come to mind...

except for flirting.

And you think that much would be obvious but when it comes to Bdubs... nothing is obvious.

The man took all your advances and Uno reversed them to you. You tell him he looks gorgeous with the moss coat? He tells you it would look better on you with nothing else on!

Come on! How do you respond to something like that?!

"Y/n," He cooed out and placed a gentle hand on your thigh which made you jolt out of your thoughts "You with me now?"

"Yeah, Sorry," You said and smiled at him "Just tired I guess. Maybe I need to follow your sleep schedule."

Bdubs laughed at you and patted your thigh gently.

"Maybe you should! I'd be willing to free up some space in my bed so you can join me."

He gave you a smug look and you swatted him away, you're cooling face now rising with heat once again.

"Oh stop playing around Bubs," You laugh and hop off of the wood you were sitting on "Anyway, what were you saying?"

"Oh!" Bdubs grinned "I wanted to show you My pride and joy! Horse Mountain!"

He stepped aside and revealed a giant man-made mountain that had a horse head carved into it. It was mossy where the mane was and had realistic cracks spanning the entire mountain.

"It's beautiful!" You exclaimed, eyes shining in pure joy "Oh my void! It's so gorgeous!"

You spun and took Bdubs up in your arms as you gushed about how beautiful the man-made mountain was.

"I'm glad you like it!" Bdubs laughed as you spun him around "Come Here! I wanna show you something."

You let the man out of your grip and followed his lead. He took you to a fairly hidden part of the mountain and when he knew the two of you were fully hidden from anyone and everyone's sight he pressed you against the wall with a soft smile and eyes.

"You're so pretty," He cooed out and it made you blush from how sincere it sounded

Your breath caught in your chest when you finally registered the look in his eyes. It was... genuine. His big bright eyes were filled to the brim with sincerity, adoration, and Intense with an emotion you couldn't identify.

It made you... nervous

"I- uh-" You couldn't focus and what was making it worse is that he just put a warm hand on your hip and its making you malfunction

"You uh?" He repeated, a cocky smile on his face

You gulped and shivered as his hand lifted the smallest bit and his fingers dragged along your side in feather light touches. You did your best to not melt in his touches but to no avail.

"Thank you," You finally managed to say, a small whimper to your voice as your face burned

"You're welcome, Y/n." Bdubs grinned, probably at his victory of getting you so flustered

"I- Uh-“ You start but can’t seem o get the words out

“you- Uh?” Bdubs has a small smile on his face, his eyes dancing with delight as he leans in closer and closer

”I have a crush on y- someone.” You blurt out, barely stopping yourself from saying ‘you’

when you looked at Bdubs he looked… empty.

“Oh? Do you now?” he asked softly slowly stepping away

“Yes and I want to practice kissing them with you,” You said and pulled him into your body “Would that be okay?”

Bdubs’ face turned into the color of roses and he nodded slowly, eyes shining with more hope but still held disappointment. While you felt bad for lying to him, it was the only way you could do this.

… Was it even a lie?

You did like someone… You liked him. Void, did you want to kiss him too…

but still seeing how sad he looked after you said you liked someone… it crushed your heart

”Do you want to practice right now?” He asked softly

”… Please?” You whisper

”Of course,” He replies in the same hushed tone “Come, let me lead.”

He was gentle and slow, as if he would scare you off if he moved too fast. He gently cradled your face and he moved up to lean in

“Are you sure?” He asked you, his voice was barely audible and his breath danced on your face but his eyes were focused on your lips and your facial expression

“I have never been more sure in my life,” You said and leaned down

Bdubs leaned up and met you in the middle

His lips were soft, and he tasted like mint. He moved slow and steady and what felt like forever in euphoria was only a few seconds.

“Was that okay?” He breathed out, his hands holding your cheeks were shaking and you placed your hands on top of his to calm him down

“It was perfect.”

“OH MY VOID!” Gem screamed in excitement and shook you by your shoulders “YOU KISSED HIM?!”

“Ye-es Pl-ea-se St-op Sha-king- meeeee-“ your words were barely audible as Pearl and Cleo freaked out with Gem

“This calls for a celebration!” Pearl said

“Waitwaitwait-“ You said and rushed forward after Gem let you go “You guys never let me finish what I was saying.”

The three girls looked at you expectantly and you sighed and finished your story.

once you finished they stared at you in disbelief

“so wait- let me get this straight,” Cleo stated “You told him you liked… SOMEONE and didn’t specify who and asked to practice kissing with him?”

“…Yes?” You replied shrinking back

There was a group sigh and it made you defend yourself “hey, it was a spur of the moment thing. I almost confessed to him but I backed out last minute and now I'm stuck here. Any ideas other than coming clean?”

“wuss-“ Pearl coughed between her word playfully “But Seriously Y/n, not your smartest move. Truthfully I think the best way is to let it play out how you have it now. Maybe something will happen because of it?”

“I’m not sure, But the longer this goes on…” Cleo trailed off and You got her gist

The longer this goes on, the longer you could be hurting not only yourself but bdubs.

“I’ll figure it out,” You said desperately “I promise.”

Everyday for the next two weeks were bliss

Bdubs insisted on meeting everyday so he could ‘teach’ you and you never once protested.

Today, however, was different. Bdubs was touchy, hand on your hips or lower back. His eyes wandered multiple times. When he couldn’t take it any more he dragged you to where you two first kissed and smashed his lips into yours.

It took you by surprise but you never fought it.

instead, you melted into the kiss. Your hands diverging, one going up to tangle in his hair and the other gong down to rest on his heart, feeling the beat of his body pulse faster and faster. His hands… his hands dipped below your waist and behind you…

You wanted control of this situation

You turned and pushed him against the wall, protecting his head with your hand from the rock, and kissed him harder. He had let out a gasp when you turned him and his hands backed away from your body but the passionate kiss continued.

When you both pulled away for a breath he looked into your eyes and you couldn’t stop the words from tumbling out of your mouth.

“I’m in love with you Bdubs. You enchant me in heart and soul and I want you to be mine. Please be mine.” You pull him closer by the waist and cup his face “You’re the one I like and you’re the one I love. Let me be your partner please.”

He looked shocked and blank before his face turned a deep red and he started stammering

”I- Uh- We- ye- well-“ This went on for a solid few seconds before he gathered himself and said “Yes. Please. I have been in love with you since season 6. Please be mine Y/n.”

“Always have been and always will be.” You promised and sealed it with a kiss

#luna has written #hermitcraft #hermitcraft x reader #hc x reader #hermitcraft smp #hermitcraft bdubs #hermitcraft Bdoubleo100 #bdoubleo100 x reader #bdubs x reader #bdubs #hc bdubs #bdubs fanfic #hermitcraft fanfic #hermitcraft fandom

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hermitfic-ao3 · 4 months

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Hi! Any crack or fluff with no heavy angst for etho?

i gotchu homie, sometimes we just need some crackfics to brighten our days… uh i hope you don’t mind but some of these have ships! i tried to find a good balance of pairings and no pairings tho :).. uh i posted this too early as well so bear with me… mod nox 🌙

Moonlight by Buggiesbooks

Rating: G

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Pairings: EthosLab/Bdoubleo100

Summary:

Bdubs is always staring at him when he is working.

Quite frankly he couldn't get his gazing glare off of him, neither while building nor relaxing. But who could blame him? Etho had the most beautiful never ending eyes, with his long volumed hair and amazing smile — which he didn't see much but he knew it was beautiful.

The Weight of Your Head by giddyfenix

Rating: G

Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Pairings: EthosLab/Smallishbeans

Summary:

It's not that Joel was touchy-feely, per se. He just kind of liked annoying people. And, for him, annoying people very often consisted of throwing himself on top of anyone who made the mistake of being around him for long enough, solely so they wouldn't be able to move. That's all.

Etho was just unfortunate enough to be stuck with him as his soulmate.

(this one is less etho centric but still v cute)

#ethoslab #bdoubleo100 #ethubs #smalletho #smallishbeans

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whogavemoththerighttohyperfix · 2 years

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ALL MY HERMIT DESIGNS

None of this is official it’s more just HC for my more family centric hermit au so like none of this is meant to be taken seriously Heh

BdoubleO100

Bdubs is a glare hybrid for the very simple reasons of 1. I like glares and 2. Moss. The stuff covering the top half of his dead is kind of like fluff but it’s also a mix of feathers his bandana is mainly for separating the hair from the fluff because they tend to tangle together. Like glares he can locate places with zero light but darkness also tends to make him grumpy.

Technically he can float a tiny bit but it’s mostly uncontrollable so he keeps weights in his shoes to keep him to the ground.

Cubfan135

originally I was going to make Cub some sort of hybrid of an animal from Egypt cause Targét is one of my favourite builds but I didn’t end up deciding on anything and just made him a normal human but I’m more than willing to change that if I find an animal I like

Docm77

Dom is the tallest of the hermits, he is actually taller than he is in the photo cause he’s sitting down in that. He’s a creeper hybrid with some robot modifications he is actually massive. I love the centaur idea of creepers so of course I had to make him a type of centaur.

He says he refuses anyone to ride of his back but in reality basically everyone has gotten a ride almost once off his weather he was willing to go r not

EthosLab

Etho being a Phantom hybrid is honestly such a fun idea for me I saw it once and it’s not like completely canon in my head, also since he can sense when someone’s got a lack of sleep he just fucks with them endlessly until they eventually sleep and it’s no fun anymore.

Sunlight actually burns him so if he deciders to go out in the sun then he either has to wear a hood or if it’s a ridiculously hot day a sun hat

FalseSymmetry

False is also just a human but she’s stronger than most of the hybrids there, she’s also got roller boots! It’s not that important my god I absolutely love roller boots! False is literally amazing cause she can somehow skate everywhere with them.

She also gave Her goggle adjustments so she can see peoples health and injury status on them. It also shows her plans for building so she can get stuff done faster

GoodTimesWithScar

Scar is an elf! His hair is naturally long, if he cuts it it will grow back by the next day. He does practice witch magic though. The crystals in his hair link to his magic, his wheelchair turns into his elytra when he presses a button on it, it originally was never able to but it was too much trouble to get out and into his elytra every time.

His wheelchairs also got a perch on the back of it cause Grian kept landing on the handles and breaking them

Grian

Grians a parrot hybrid but his flight feathers have a tendency to fall out when he’s stresses which is often now a days. Ever since the Rift had been growing he’s always been cold and blanking out often so he’s been flying less.

His eyes nose and mouth have been leaking purple stuff as well since he found the rift. It’s not bad yet but it’s just the beginning of the rifts side effects.

GeminiTay

She’s a deer centaur!! :D lots of flowers, lots and lots of flowers like if you’ve been around her like at all you’ll find flowers in your hair, in your clothes hell even in your house, no one knows where it comes from though, if you scare her she will literally just act like a deer in headlights, honesty one of the strongest people on the server, she could practically lift everyone and one kick could break a bone.

Although that she could she would probably never do it,she’s intk done it like once or twice and those were whole different situations.

Hypnotizd

Hypno is technically just a human but he can keep up with other hybrids and hold his own, he’s known most of them since the hermitcraft was discovered, his coat is made of gold in some places and his watch is pure gold, which also makes it really funny when he lobs it at peoples heads when their trying to fly

iJevin

Slime hybrid! He’s honestly quite squishy but will punch you if you decided to hug him without his permission,as much as you can you shouldn’t take his bones out his body , one time he took it out as a joke when he was little and was bed ridden for days in pain. Which means if he ever got caught in trouble his best option is just to book it if it gets too bad.

ImpulseSV

The hermitcraft is actually surprisingly hot yet Iskall still wears winter clothes, he actually had a thing where he feels the cold much more than other people, a small breeze can feel like he’d been dropped into the Antarctic. He also keeps quite a lot of amethyst shards hidden in his coat he always had some on him.

Iskall85

Iskall is also just another human but his robot eye does give him some advantages, it shows heath, hearts and any potential weaknesses or places that are hurt, while it does help with fights it can also help with the other hermits because they will literally go to any lengths to hide injuries, he just makes it so he gets notifications now.

Honestly if you’ve been around him at all you will find leaves in you hair for the next few weeks, no one knows where it comes from not even him

JoeHills

Joe is probably the least accessorised off the hermits, he has been tackled on a number of occasions to add more clothes cause in everyone else’s opinions “he has no sense of style” but he’s happy with it so he’s willing to survive a few tackling of he got to wear what he wanted

Keralis

Keralis is probably the most strongest on the server despite being a human, under his clothes he’s actually fucking ripped as hell, despite that though he’s honestly one of the nicest guys there, if you sick he is the type to bring you soup without even having to tell him that your sick he just knows stuff like that.

MumboJumbo

Mumbo is a red winged Moth Hybrid! They tent to get attached to redstone and redstone items, usually to their colour but the texture is a,so appealing to them, he’s naturally good with redstone and can fix basically anything despite not actually knowing how redstone even works, usually the others will have him double check for anything major wrong,

He can also technically make redstone but it’s kinda gross so he doesn’t mostly

PearlescentMoon

Pearl is a Moon Moth hybrid! She cycles with the moon, her sleep schedule fluctuates between being normal and being nocturnal, sometimes her instincts keep her awake at night despite being awake all day so she has to be wrestled into bed, usually by botem but everyone’s had to do it once or twice. No one dislikes her for it though she can’t help it

Her wings also tend to change with the night sky you can spot constellations in them if you look hard enough,

Rendog

Rens a Werwolf but he wasn’t exactly born it he was bitten by another Werwolf hybrid but he honestly has no problem with the guy that bite him, the guy was hiding away so he wouldn’t hurt anyone till Ren wandered in at the wrong time, the guy even helped him get a safe place to transform on full moons.

The other Hermits know they should leave him alone on full moons but they end up just going “PUPPY” instead. Ren surprisingly doesn’t have any intent to bite them when transformed he just lies down in his house so it leads to break days. No need for them to overwork themselves on the days he’s transformed because transformed Ren wouldn’t stand for it if he saw it.

StressMonster101

Stress is a fairy hybrid! She can actually turn into a smaller version of herself which can be honestly helpful in snooping or literally anything. It does also mean there is a small chance she can be stepped on but she does her best to avoid that (it has happened before though)

She’s also the type of fairy that will literally just fuckin die if you don’t believe in fairy’s but it’s not that bad since she’s right there’s so there’s no reason for people to not believe

TangoTek

Tango is a blaze hybrid, he dosent have the rods that most hybrids come with for some reason though, he can still light himself on fire though. He also tends to set himself on fire when he gets scared it he gets too excited which can be an issue sometimes since ya know fire kind of burns other people

They’re all fine with it though they can usually tell when he’s about to set himself on fire

TinFoilChef

TFC is basically the server grandpa in the best way possible, it does mean though that sometimes he’ll just come home to find random people camping out at his house, it’s gotten to the point there he had to build a guest room for when it happens

He was born without one of his legs so he usually just makes his own leg, right now his leg is just diamonds to flex how rich he is

VintageBeef

I sadly probably have the least to say about Vintage Heh, hes just a guy! But I love his design. He constantly is changing his apron but it always ends up dirtied to the point that he shouldn’t even try and wash it at this point

He only really gets annoyed when the blood gets on his face though anywhere else it’s fine

WelsKnight

Wels is a human but I was originally going to make him an angle hybrid or something like that but i can always change it if I want to. His armour is honestly mostly decretive but it’s also cause he’s in a server with either extremely strong people or people that can use some sort of ability on him.

xBCrafted

XB is a Guardian hybrid he’ll honestly die if he dosent get water, so it’s usually best for him to have about 5 buckets of water on him so he dosent ya know die, it also means he’s invincible to water bucket pranks as it literally just helps him.

He can also control water just not well, it’s extremely hard but he can move it on his own

Xisumavoid

Xisuma is an admin hybrid, which is one of the rarest hybrids. You cant meant to be an admin you have to specifically be born to it you can create worlds, championships, you can become a god basically. Which is why most Admins tend to become corrupt, But Xisuma isn’t evil enough for that, the Hermits are his family so why would he want to hurt them?

if TinFoilChef was the server grandad then Xisuma is the servers dad

ZedaphPlays

Zedaph is a goat hybrid which can be kinda annoying when he comes running full force at you and barges you with his horns, he has accidentally killed people on multiple occasions but it’s all fun and games he means nothing by it. He’s also broke so many goggles with his horns so he’s got a full drawer of them

ZombieCleo

Cleo is of course a Zombie hybrid! But she also has some Medusa elements, her snakes won’t turn you to stone but they can turn you to zombies! It makes Zombie villager stuff easier though since she can just do it herself, but being undead also makes clothes shopping a bit difficult cause clothes tend to rot away on her, she can just patch it up though.

She’s also the only one that can fight in high heels other than tango but she prefers army boots

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