#c!bdubs x reader

[itsonlydana]

"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

[shepard-ram]

Hello! I hope you're doing well, Shep. ^^

A drabble concept, if you please: Bdubs finding out that Reader has a hobby they're really good at? Whether the hobby is musical or athletic or artistic (or, heck, even culinary) I leave up to you.

If you do not please, instead I leave you with this flower: 🌻 (not an anon signature, just a gift)

Aw shoot- on the last ask, Bdubs discovering Reader's hobby, bonus points if it's Yan!Bdubs but you didn't hear that from me.

Sorry for the some what late response but thank you for the request! The full oneshot I'm writing now has been giving me a minor headache so it's nice to do one of these <3 Tw. Yandere, stalking

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Intoxicating, absolutely addictive. Your music, your songs, your voice, you- they all had caught Bdubs in a dangerous trance. You never made your little hobby public knowledge. It was just something you liked to have all to yourself, just a relaxing activity for you and you only.

Oh but you had your number one fan tuning into every single concert you performed, rather you knew it or not. Your art deserved to be witnessed, he told himself when he watched you. Be it from the trees or your own window. You deserved to remain uninterrupted, he told himself when he would not approach you. Some shrapnels of guilt still clinging on for dear life.

"Very soon." He promised someone. Maybe himself, maybe you. "Very soon you will know how much I've heard."

#Shepard ram writes #hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #c: bdubs #tw. yandere #bdoubleo100 x reader

[lunar-writes-things]

Hi, I have a request! Could you write a Mumbo x reader oneshot where the reader is some sort of moon god? Maybe one where they share their first kiss ir go on a date? Just lots of fluff + flustered, blushy Mumbo and shy reader :))

Kiss me under the Moon and Stars

Pairing: C! Mumbo Jumbo x Reader

Summary: In which you find a mortal who notices you in the dark of night

Genre: Fluff

Words: 1.8K

Extra notes: I miss Mumbo- and also- moon deity Y/n <3 Thank you dear anon <3 This takes place in season 8 (Can you tell I love season 8???)

Content warnings (If any): Just a sun god (That isn't Bdubs) trying to hit on you, He gets shut down real quick,

Eons of watching

it gets boring after a few hours

Millennia of watching and shining on people who don't recognize your brilliance

Millennia of pushing and pulling the tides for those same people and still not being told thank you

At least, not until you began to become angry, one day you snapped as the sun god taunted you once again

"Oh Y/n," He sighs, voice slathered with honey and oil making it smooth and sweet "Aren't you tired of not being recognized? For being outcasted and shamed? Don't you want to be praised? Noticed?"

"And end up like you Sol?" You snort at his offer "No thanks. I appreciate being the object of your affection but egotistical isn't my type."

"Come on love," Sol saddled on up next to you and gripped your shoulders "With me you'll be famous, A classic trope, something people will treasure for eons. Without me, no one will ever notice you." 

CRACK

Soon, Sol wound up on the ground clutching his nose as crimson red dripped and the metallic smell of blood wafted through the air 

 "WHAT THE HELL?!" He yelped and frantically scrambled away from you as you stepped closer and grabbed him by the collar of his robes 

"I dont need you," You scowled "if I wanted recognition I would do the extremes." 

You soon dropped him and shrunk down to a human size of 12'5 (365.75 cm) and walked off the clouds of where the gods resided while flipping off Sol as you fell into a part of your domain

The water enveloped you without so much as a splash and you changed into more modern clothing so as to not scare the current locals of the human realm 

"I'll show him," You grumbled as you walked out of the water and the moon rose just as you sat on a manmade mountain within a small village 

What perfect timing

Now, moving the moon isn't some grand feat

but taking it out of its orbit was difficult to even for a deity like you 

Being the moons protector and guardian was a challenge that sol had no idea

Taking care of the tides, pushing and pulling constantly

raising it and making sure it sets on time

even making sure the stars twinkle was a difficult thing

and no one notices

You'll show them 

It takes them a few months to notice. 

But one day, a man in a suit stood next to an avian with a red sweater and asked, "Hey Grian, Is the moon getting bigger?" 

This 'Grian' shrugged it off but his friend stared at the moon, at you, before turning and joining his friend 

Him

You needed to meet him 

So that night you entered his home and blessed his dreams with Visions of you and your instructions. 

If he should follow them, Great!

should he not? There will be no repercussions other than nightmares... and possibly the world ending

The next few months passed in a blur until you finally felt your power surge and when you visited the town, you saw a beautiful shrine with a moon and offerings. 

He did it

He did it 

You have to reward him 

Before he enters his home, you step in front of him and he almost crashes into your legs. He looks up with wide eyes before dipping into a deep bow and saying "o-oh! My holiness!" 

"Please," you say softly and kneel down next to him, a gentle finger caressing his cheek "No need for the formalities. Call me Y/n. Can you please get up and get ready? I want to reward you for the shrine. I don't have many followers, and those I do have aren't that devoted enough to put up a shrine. Please, let me reward you and take care of you." 

he just flushed a red and nodded before scurrying inside and getting dressed in his suit while you waited outside.  

"Just the slacks and button-up will do," You say "It's nothing fancy. Just a walk. Think of it as a date." 

There was a crash and mumbo rushed out with his shirt half-buttoned up and flushed a bright red before stammering out "a- a Date!?" 

"Oh! is that the wrong terminology?" Y/n asked "oooh- what was it? No... Oh! A hook-up!"

Mumbo looked like he would malfunction if he were a machine. His mouth opened and closed but no words came out and he avoided your gaze. 

"No- No- That was- No that was the right word." He explained and covered his face with his hands out of embarrassment "I just- oh my- I just wasn't expecting you to say that." 

a single cold finger touched Mumbo's warm cheek gently and when he looked up you had an amused look on your face. 

Goodness, you had forgotten how funny humans could be 

"Why? A date doesn't have to be inherently romantic... not unless you want it to be?" You asked a smile playing on your lips 

"I- I would- I would love it to be a date! A romantic one at least!" He exclaimed and ran a hand through his hair making it messed up 

"Okay, Give me a second." You murmured and shrunk yourself until you were just barely taller than him "This should be less threatening, and we can hold hands!" 

You carefully intertwine your hand with his and smiled softly, unaware on how he would react. To your surprise, he only gulped and swung your intertwined hands. 

"Perfect," You muttered and began walking toward an empty space under the moon "So Tell me Mumbo, what is it that you humans do? I see you everytime but never interact." 

"Oh!" He exclaimed "We do everything. We have to survive so we grow our own food, we build our home ad we make machines so things are easy for us." 

"That sounds... difficult." You scrunched up your face at the amount of work "Thats that's because I'm so used to have everything served to me." 

"It's simple actually," Mumbo said and You rolled your eyes "Well, its also a lot of work pulling the moon over our horizon and pushing it back down too. I can't imagine doing all that only for everyone to just... not see the beauty of it.' 

"Yes!" You exclaim and for the first time in centuries, it felt like someone finally understood you and all your hard work "Thank you. The moon is a stubborn old thing but its so beautiful. Albeit it only shines because pf the sun, but still its ever so beautiful and the stars shine brighter with the moon glowing around it. Oh! We're here by the way." 

You had led Mumbo to a small clearing in the nearby dark oak woods with beautiful flowers and a simple light blue blanket laid on the floor with pillows all around. 

"Sit, Sit," You said and sat down, patting the spot next to you "It's not much but I hope it can suffice?" 

Now that you actually weren't in a rush to please him, you took your first look at him. Slicked back black hair, eyes as dark as the night sky with stars in them, and a mustache that can enchant anyone. His eyes were kind, and he was very... fidgety, but he was very open. He was tall, even at the height of 7'4, Mumbo stood tall at 7'2. His voice was soft and very British sounding but comforting and reassuring. 

"You know, Gods can't fall in love with humans." You mentioned and leaned closer to him "But I'm one of the major gods of the universe, think they'll make an exception?" 

"Wh- What?" He stammered over his words and flushed a bright red "Wh- Who- What- What do you mean?" 

"I may be coming off as a little strong and maybe this is too soon, But I would love to take you on as my partner." You replied "You are kind, smart, and very adorable... but only if you would like that. I won't push too hard and I want to respect you." 

"I'd have to think about it," he said after a moment of hesitance "For now, can we just hang out?" 

"Absolutely," You grinned back 

Perfect

He passed 

usually, people would jump at the chance to date a god, they think it will give them power, money, and riches. 

They were all greedy and you hated those types of people. 

He was different. 

Time passed and soon the dawn began to break, you knew you should leave before sol saw you but you were having too much fun to care. Mumbo was smart, funny, and passionate and you had never laughed this hard in all the centuries you lived and suddenly a mortal had been able too. 

"I must take you back home," You whisper and lean against him "As the sun rises, sol comes out. He will be angry if he sees you with me. You see, I am the object of his affections but He is not mine." 

"Oh..." Mumbo looked sad to part and you wanted to comfort him but unless the stars align perfectly-

Your thoughts were cut off as he shyly asked "Can I have a goodbye kiss then?" 

When you looked at him with wide eyes he flushed a deeper red. He was flustered and he made you want to hide your face in your hands. 

"Are you sure?" You asked him and cupped his face gently

He leaned in close, you could feel his breath mingle with yours and his eyes flutter shut and he moved his hand behind your head before whispering

"Yes"

You leaned in the rest of the amount and sparks flew when you kissed him

legitimately- 

Red sparks flew from his lips as he kissed you but it didn't stop you as you kissed him harder, not wanting to forget the feel, taste, and touch of Mumbo. 

Unfortunately, you had to breathe and so did he so you pulled apart from each other and leaned your foreheads on each other when catching your breath.

"I would love to be your partner, y/n." He said softly and looked up at you through his lashes

"I will treat you to everything I can give you and everything that you would ever want or need." You replied 

Now- now you had to figure out how to put the moon back and stop it from crashing into the earth though. 

#mumbo tag #mumbo kills a lot jumbo #mumbo jumbo #mumbo x reader #mumbo jumbo x reader #hermitcraft #HC! Mumbo #hermitcraft smp #hermitcraft x reader #mumbo hermitcraft #x reader #luna's shy stars #luna has written #i miss mumbo

[moriiartist]

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‧₊ OVERVIEW...

SYNOPSIS: The warmth of June has swept over North America, and with it, summer break. Fresh out of college and armed with a blinding lack of direction for the future, you decide there’s no better place to be than Camp Hermity, a remote summer camp in the shadow of Mount. Noxite. Can you find your life’s goal here, with your campers and fellow staff? Can you even handle your campers? And… why are the rest of the counselors so attractive?

CHARACTER(S) INCLUDED: C!Xisumavoid, C!GoodTimesWithScar, C!Grian, C!Mumbo Jumbo, C!Ethoslab, C!DocM77, C!Rendog, C!Bdubs

SCHEDULE: One or twice per week!

STATUS: Started, paused

The story line of this fic is directly impacted by decisions made by the readers, i.e., YOU! Answer the surveys included at the ending of each chapter while you can, and watch as your path unfolds.

‧₊ MASTERLIST…

Chapters

001 | Go For It | Various x GN!Reader | 3.3k Words

A long drive, a first meeting, and a dawning realization that this will be your life for the next three weeks. 

002 | Golden | Various x GN!Reader | 5.4k Words

Your first day, breakfast with a new friend, and the wonderful idea to give children projectile weapons

003 | Take That | Various x GN!Reader | 5.3k Words

New friends, a scavenger hunt, and an alliance made with the Red Rabbits.

Endings

Waiting….

#mori's archive

[keymeadoww]

Who Will I write for?

A list of people and fandoms I will be willing to write for! This is both platonic and romantic (and nsfw- ONLY for characters, NO real people! [ex. I could write a C! Hermitcraft x reader nsfw, but i would NOT write a regular hermitcraft one, yknow??]), if it has a STAR beside their name, then they are ONLY PLATONIC

Famous People/Youtubers

Smallishbeans*

LDShadowlady*

James Marriot

Solidarity

Smajor1995*

Nihachu

Slimecicle

Sam Golbach

Colby Brock

Kris Collins*

Celina Spookyboo*

Marauders Era

James Potter

Sirius Black

Remus Lupin

Peter Pettigrew

Fabian Prewett

Gideon Prewett

Molly Prewett

Marlene McKinnon

Lily Evans

Dorcas Meadows

Frank Longbottom

Regulus Black

Barty Crouch

Evan Rosier

Severus Snape

Lucius Malfoy

Amos Diggory

Arthur Weasley

Fear Street 1994

Deena

Josh

Kate Schmidt

Samantha Fraser

Simon

Helluva Boss

Blitz

Millie/Moxxie (if romance, poly only)

Loona

Striker

Stolas

Octavia

Asmodeus

Fiizzarolli

Beelzebub

Verosika Mayday

Hazbin Hotel

Charlie

Vaggie

Alastor

Angel

Husk

Nifty*

Lucifer

Adam

Rosie*

Sir Pentious

Cherri Bomb

Vox

Velvette

Hermitcraft (the people I regularly watch)

Grian

MumboJumbo

GoodTimesWithScar

TangoTek

BdoubleO (Bdubs)

Falsesymmetry

Gemintay

ImpulseSV

Iskall85

Rendog

Smallishbeans

Julie and the Phantoms

Julie

Reggie

Luke

Alex

Flynn

Carrie

Willie

Trolls (CURRENT HYPERFIXATION)

Poppy

Branch

Gristle*

Bridget*

Creek

Guy Diamond*

Tiny Diamond*

Barb

Trollex

Delta Dawn

John Dory

Spruce/Bruce

Clay

Floyd

Velvet

Veneer

#x reader #aus

[itsonlydana]

"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.

#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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can i please request an etho fic that is pure fluff and nothing but fluff?

MAN ON THE MOON

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ PAIRING \ C!Ethoslab x GN!Reader

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ SYNOPSIS \ (Space AU) Getting to visit Earth after a long year in deep space is great, but add in a frustrating crewmember and the personification of chaos and... well, there’s a reason you guys aren’t allowed to mingle with the masses all that often.

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ WARNINGS \ Mild language, mentions of death

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ A/N \ Happy Valentines day, y’all! I honestly loved this request, being a person who specializes in tooth-rotting, so-sweet-it'll-melt-in-the-rain fluff, and Etho? One of my favorite Hermits? HHHHHhhh- I can only hope that you'll like this as much as I do! (May or may not have gone a little hog wild)

When humanity first raised its gaze to the stars, some millions of years ago, it ignited a spark within them. A drive, a desire to see more, to do more. They weaved stories about the shapes that they drew between the stars, a rich oral history of monsters and heroes and all that is divine, passed down between generations. Only a hundred years after the first people managed flight, they were touching down on the surface of the moon itself.

“One small step for a man, one giant leap for mankind.”

That’s what they had said, staring down at the beautiful, temperamental mess of an Earth that they called home.

When you were younger, you had always wondered how they had felt, being so small and far away from home. You had wondered if they had balked at all at the sheer size of their planet compared to them, or if they were afraid of being alone, stranded in the darkness of space with only a radio connecting them to home.

Now, as you watched the sunrise over the smooth curve of Earth’s horizon, setting the blue glow of the atmosphere ablaze in a riot of golden-red light, you couldn’t help but feel anything other than pure, genuine contentment.

It may not have seemed like it, but your entire life you had worked towards moments like these. Moments that stole your breath straight out of your lungs from the sheer majesty they exuded, just knowing that a millennia ago, you would’ve never had the opportunity to see them in person.

But here you were, standing in the bridge of one of the most famous starships in the known universe, staring down at a planet you hadn’t set foot on in months.

You smiled to yourself as your comm buzzed in your pocket, pulling it out to view the excited messages in the server as your friends and fellow crewmates expressed their excitement about going planetside, especially the few that had never set foot on the homeworld of humanity, and the crown jewel of the Mojang Federation.

Even for you, only having been traveling in deep space for barely a year, it was nearly unbearable to be so close to home, yet so far- you wouldn’t be able to board the shuttles primed to enter the atmosphere for at least another hour.

The rest of the bridge was bustling with activity, flight control and operations management tasked with last-minute checks on ship integrity and orbit speed. The background hum of consoles beeping and the hurried voices of your fellow crewmates would’ve been annoying if you weren’t so used to the sound, having worked in the busy atmosphere for nearly your entire time on the ship.

It had been nerve-wracking, of course, for you to be assigned to the Hermity right out of command school. Hell, you don’t think you had stopped gaping at everything for the first few days, stumbling wide-eyed through your duties, much to the equal chagrin and amusement of your superiors.

You looked back at that time fondly, if with a little bit of embarrassment at your naivete. It had certainly been a big adjustment to make, going from the familiar and controlled environment of school on Earth to being faced with a ship-wide catastrophe seemingly every other week, but it had certainly gotten a whole lot easier once some of the more senior crewmembers took you under their wing.

You jolted as an arm slung itself around your shoulders, whipping your head to the side to see a familiar smirking up at you.

Speak of the devil and he shall appear.

“BDubs,” you sighed, rolling your eyes emphatically and digging your elbow into his ribs as he started giggling. “I should’ve known you’d come and harass me sooner or later.”

The brunette squawked in faux offense, waving his free arm around exaggeratedly as the other one came up to rub at where you had hit him. “Well, excuse me for wanting to come and check on my best friend! Y’know, I don’t know why I stick around you when you’re so mean to me all the time.”

Huffing, you stuffed your comm back into the pockets of your flight suit, raising an expectant eyebrow at BDubs as he pouted at you. Despite his harsh words, you could hear the amusement in his tone- borne out of the bond of camaraderie that can formed between you over your time serving in the Federation.

“So, why’re you here?” you started, switching topics abruptly as the brunette forgot his pretense of anger, bouncing back over to you with his ever-present grin. “I thought you would be making plans with the rest of the gang.”

“Wweeellll,” he started, rocking back on his heels. “I was thinking that I could go and hang out with you? I figured you’d know the best things to do for someone who’s never visited Earth before.”

You blinked. Ah, right- Having been aboard the Hermity as long as you had, it was easy to forget that some of the people that you worked with weren’t exactly… human, per se. 

In fact, humans like you only made up a little less than half of the Federation itself, with the rest being various different sapient species that had agreed to become a part of the organization.

These days, it would actually be extremely uncommon to see a crew composed of singularly humans (or Terrans, as many tended to call them), and the Hermity was no exception, with BDubs belonging to one of over a dozen wildly different non-Earthen Federation members aboard the starship.

A member of the Glare species, BDubs was immediately recognizable as something… other. It had thrown you off, the first time you met him: his large, dilated yellow eyes that seemed to almost glow in the dimmer sections of the ship, and the numerous creeping patches of an almost moss-like substance that covered his body, oddly soft to the touch when he had offered to let you feel them.

Despite your initial disorientation, you had quickly grown used to the brunette’s childish antics and insistence on everyone going to sleep on time, sometimes even resorting to forcibly dragging you away from your work just to get you to bed. At the end of the day, it was really his personality that mattered, regardless of what he was, and it was exactly because of his personality that you had become friends so quickly.

You felt your face split open in a grin, suddenly excited at the prospect of showing BDubs around Federation headquarters. You had basically grown up in the city surrounding it, crossing through the main plaza on your way to classes too many times to count. It made you giddy, almost, to be able to share your old haunts with one of your new friends, even if the nostalgia threatened to swallow you whole.

“That sounds really nice, actually!” you enthused, bumping BDub’s shoulder with your own as you warmed to the idea. “I’m practically an expert on the area, y’know.”

He huffed fondly, rolling his eyes at your words. “Yeah, like you haven’t talked about that a million times.”

You squawked. “So it’s illegal for me to talk about my childhood, now? Oh, this is so mean. You’re so mean to me. You- you’re not invited to my birthday party anymore, because you’re mean.”

The brunette shoved you playfully, gasping like you had dealt him a fatal wound, before his eyes suddenly lit up. The look already sent apprehension swirling through your veins, too familiar with the Glare to not know that when he got ideas, they tended to be… interesting, to say the least.

“We should bring Etho with us!”

You choked, any calm you had felt flying out the window as you stared at BDubs like he had grown a second head. “Excuse me?”

“Well, he hasn’t been to Earth either!” the brunette said by way of explanation, rolling his shoulders in an exaggerated shrug.

Rubbing exhaustedly at the bridge of your nose, you pinned the Glare with a deadpan look. “BDubs. ‘Dubs. Honey. You’re asking me to invite Etho, as in, the same Etho that I’m pretty sure hates me with a burning passion.”

The brunette’s face did something complicated, features morphing through several different expressions too fast for you to catalogue, before finally settling on something that looked close to bewildered indignation. “What are you talking about? Etho doesn’t hate you!”

You rolled your eyes. “Yeah, sure.”

Despite whatever protests that BDubs had, you were more than certain of your white-haired crewmember’s less-than-friendly opinion of you. If you were being honest, you had absolutely no idea what could’ve set him off- those first few days of adjusting to spaceflight were awkward, of course, but it wasn’t like you had been particularly rude or cruel towards him in specific. Hell, you had even apologized for any weirdness on your part with a cupcake!

However, it didn’t stop Etho from acting… strange… whenever you were around each other. 

Even if you had seen him happily chatting away with Iskall or BDubs a few minutes earlier, the second you joined the conversation it was like his eyes were boring holes in your head, just... staring.

The white-haired man seemed to take delight in torturing you as well, teasing and prodding everything you did until you were left a flustered, embarrassed mess in front of the whole crew. Hell- he’d even taken to suddenly appearing at your workstation, making it his mission to distract you from your very important work.

Prime forbid you touch Etho, either- on too many occasions you had accidentally brushed against him whilst grabbing something only for him to flinch back as if he was burned, face flushing bright blue in (presumably) anger, and brush off any of your apologies brusquely before leaving in a hurry.

So, naturally, the only logical explanation was that (for whatever Prime’s damned reason) he didn’t like you. You had no clue was BDubs was going on about, but before you could open your mouth to tell him exactly that, your words died on your tongue as you finally noticed the figure looming just behind BDub’s shoulders.

“I heard something about ‘Etho’? You guys talking about me?”

You blanched at the same time as BDubs whirled around, a winning smile on his face. “We sure were, buddy!”

Unlike the brunette, Etho himself was a Phantling- a naturally nocturnal species that was sensitive to sunlight, an easy thing to guess when one noticed the bluish tint to his already pale skin. His eyes, one coal-black and the other a bright red, shone green in the light for a split second as they flickered over towards you, something unreadable in their depths as he took your presence in.

“Uh, hi?” you offered uncertainly, giving the white-haired man a timid little wave as he stared you down, expression oddly closed off compared to how it had been a few moments ago.

Etho blinked, as if snapping out of a trance. “Hey.”

As if sensing the awkward tension brewing in the air, BDubs jumped between you guys with a cheery (and suspiciously mischievous) expression. “We were wondering if you’d wanna come with us when we go planetside!”

You sighed through your nose, allowing yourself to roll your eyes fondly at the Glare’s antics. Prime help you.

“What BDubs here meant to say,” you said, voice thick with exasperated amusement. “Was that he wanted to bring you along while I gave him a tour- which is completely fine if you want to, I guess.”

The Phantling tilted his head to the side, humming softly under his breath, and if you didn’t know better, it seemed as though he was pleased, although it was kind of hard to tell when the entire lower half of his face was obscured by that black mask he always seemed to wear. “Really?”

Hesitantly, you nodded. “Uh- sure? Why not?”

‘Why not’ indeed.

You soon realized what all the other crewmembers were talking about when it came to BDubs and Etho’s shenanigans- despite being almost functioning adults apart, it seemed as if when they were put together, they shared two brain cells. Biting back a chuckle, you watched as BDubs, once again, attempted to chase the pigeons into the street, only to be hauled back by the scruff of his green hoodie before he could get crushed by a passing car.

Being one of the few days that deep space personnel were allowed to visit Earth, given the Federation ceremony that was to take place in a few days, the streets were packed. Crew members, some still in their uniforms, flooded the city, visiting family and taking in the sights of Earth. 

“I know you have the self-preservation instincts of someone who’s met Prime and wasn’t impressed,” you remarked drily, watching as the Glare spun on his heel to squawk at Etho, who was still holding onto his clothes with the iron grip of someone who’d had to do this a hundred times. “But I’m pretty sure this is an all-time record for the number of times you’ve nearly killed yourself.”

“You’d be surprised to learn this isn’t even the worst of it,” Etho said mildly, the unexpected interjection sending you scrambling to hide your surprised expression (Was it just you, or was he being more chatty?). “I’m just glad he hasn’t tried to climb in the sewer system you Terrans have, yet.”

You could’ve sworn BDubs had never whipped his head around so fast before. “The what?”

Before you could stop him, the Glare was breaking away with new rigor, speeding through the crown of confused pedestrians with the aura of a man on a mission. You groaned.

At least Etho had the gall to look a little remorseful, as he watched the brunette go. “Uh, whoops. I, er, probably shouldn't have said that?”

You shot him a look somewhere between exhaustion and a kind of existential amusement. “You’re just thinking of that now?”

“... Unfortunately.”

A moment of silence stretched between the two of you, and, once again feeling the tension start to rise in the air, you decided to extend the olive branch, so to speak.

“Should- do you think we should go after him?” you tried, stealing a glance at the Phantling next to you out of the corner of your eye. He shrugged, idly reaching up to ruffle his already wind-blown hair, and you quickly looked away once you realized you were staring.

“I dunno, it would be kind of funny to see what trouble he’ll get into.”

You didn’t expect the snort of laughter that escaped you, a hand shooting up to cover your mouth as you felt heat suddenly rush to your face. Mortified, you could only whine when Etho started laughing, rumbling chuckles that nearly shook his entire frame as your embarrassment only worsened.

“Stooppp,” you whined, smacking his arm lightly in a futile attempt to salvage some of your pride. The Phantling could only shake his head, letting an amused huff escape his lips as you scowled up at him.

Puffing out your cheeks in an exaggerated pout, you crossed your arms in front of your chest defensively. “You’re the worst.”

“And you’re cute.”

You nearly froze in your tracks, mentally bluescreening, and it seemed that Etho was on much the same page as you. His eyes, usually as calm and placid as a pond’s surface, were blown wide with surprise, almost as though he himself couldn’t believe what he had just said.

“What?”

“Um… sorry? That just- just kinda slipped out, I think? You are cute though, so, I don’t really feel sorry about that, but, uh, y’know.”

Jaw working, you finally managed to speak. “I thought you didn’t like me!”

“... No?” Etho honestly seemed bewildered, either not noticing or not caring about the scolding looks the other pedestrians sent your way as he took a cautious step towards you. “It’s very much the opposite, actually.”

“You have a crush on me?”

The white-haired man shrugged, either not noticing or blessedly not commenting on how flustered you had become in the last thirty seconds. “I mean, I have for a while? I kinda thought you knew, with how obvious I was, but- well, I guess not.”

Oh. 

So, all those moments, all those weird behaviors…

You resisted the urge to slap yourself.

That was him flirting?

Biting your lip nervously, you jolted slightly as something big crashed in the distance, immediately on guard at the shouting that sounded from a few streets away- including a voice that seemed awfully familiar…

Cursing under your breath, you met gazes with Etho once more, conflict evident in your twisted features.

“We don’t have to talk about this right now, but, ah-” his eyes crinkled as he looked down at you, before darting to the side, where people were beginning to run towards where the noise had originated. “Maybe we could go out sometime?”

You studied his face intently for a moment before lightly grasping his hand, peering up at the Phantling with a shy half-grin. Although this entire thing was new to you, you were always up for an adventure. “I think… that’d be nice.”

Another crash, and Etho winced. “We should probably go deal with that now.”

Nodding frantically, you pulled the both of you into a brisk jog. “Yes, lets.”

Neither of you elected to comment on the fact that you were still holding hands.

#request #anonymous #a meal for the children #hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #ethoslab x reader #c!ethoslab #c!bdubs #tw: mild language #tw: death mention

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Sleepy Hermit Headcanons

Fluff, No one asked for this but I will still present my daydreaming, no I'm not touch starved what are y'all talking about also thank you to the discord when I asked who to add, only to name like half of the whitelist. There are many more I want to be soft with in the hopefully near future so this is probably just a part one

Includes: Grian, Bdubs, Doc, Ren, Xisuma (Seprate)

Grian---

Aprently macaws sleep for 12 hours so yeah, goodluck waking up early with a bird boy resting after a day filled with heavy lifting

Will lay on top of you solely to make you completely disappear under his wings like a gaint colorful blanket

You can tell when he's finally waking up because he'll start nuzzling into you while making a bunch of chirping noises

It's adorable but dammit you woke up like three hours ago can you please move-

You've gotten into the habit of smoothing over his hair and feathers while waiting

Which, you can guess from the louder chirping that he enjoys it

Bdubs---

Goodluck having any sort of inconsistent sleep schedule, it might as well be a competitive sport with him

No matter what you're doing the minute the sun's touches the horizon you're gonna get dragged to the softest bed ever rather you want it or not

Uses you as pillow, it's impossible to get up without waking him up. Wake him up and you're being clung to and begged to go back to sleep

In the morning he's almost always awake before you. So you wake up with the positions switched, your head on his chest

He's still trying to keep you asleep as long as possible, at least you've gotten a proper night's rest

Doc---

It was a little awkward at first, metal arm, centaur body and all. But you found out how to make things work

Loves curling around you, crushing you into his chest, pressing your face into his furr, the whole thing

He's always making sure the blanket keeps the cold metal off your skin. You don't really mind it but he keeps doing it anyways

He hisses alot in his sleep, and if your crash course in creeper behavior served you right it's his equivalent of purring. It's sweet to think he feels that safe and relaxed with you

Being squished against his chest also means you can hear the soft tick of cybernetics alongside his heartbeat

Ren---

Part two of how in the world is it this comfort to cuddle with you you're like half metal-

You've woken up in some really weird positions to avoid the ol' steel pillow his chest and arm are

He's on the colder side, loves to bury his face in your neck. Not ideal (for you lol) during the winter, but at least he likes using you as a hot water bottle

Okay this was inevitable, ear scratches the puppy loves them. Will fight sleep just to keep enjoying the sritches

Talks in his sleep alot, the amount of storylines you've pieced together from his broken dialog is incredible

Xisuma---

Very half and half with who drags who away for some well deserved rest. At this point you might as well start keeping score

If you're the one getting him to bed then you often have to remind him that armor probably isn't the most comfortable pajamas for either of you-

If he's the one to get you in bed then he likes to mess with your hair as you drift off. That and little kisses. You of course return the gesture when it's you putting him to sleep

Has tried to get you to sleep with a group of axolotls. It was an... interesting experience. Napping in a pond isn't exactly your speed

Mornings are really sweet though, you'll both spend a while together chatting about the upcoming day while dozing off, the colder it is the longer it takes for either of you to get up

#shepard ram writes #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x you #hermitcraft x reader #hc x reader #c: grian #c: bdubs #c: doc #c: ren #c: xisuma

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Yandere!Hermitcraft x Reader [Headcanons]

(Not a request: my amazing anons [mostly hibiscus, dodo and honey] gave me some breadcrumbs and I am running with it.Tw. Yandere, manipulation, kidnapping etc. honestly thinking about making some poly ones)

Includes: Grian, Xisuma, Scar, Bdubs, Doc (separate)

Grian-

You were already constantly found together

Your relationship was built on carefree laughter

For a long while everything was perfect, you were practically one person

You were where he was, you talked to whoever he was talking to- it just worked

You only knew something was wrong when you started trying to branch off on your own

Sure you had your own base, projects and life, but something about you drifting away just a little more set him off

Was he not enough? Did he do something wrong?

No, you are happy with him and if you're forgetting that he has no problem reminding you

You use to spend alot of time hanging out in the hobbit hole, surely you won't mind spending a little more there

It has all you could need! All he had to do was clean it up and get rid of anything you could hurt... "yourself " with

It was easy to get you there, it was an innocent suggestion to visit the refurbished base "just like we use to"

You didn't realize your mistake until it was time to head back to your base

If you try to leave? Well you must not need him. You'll be left completely alone until you come to your senses

"It was always us! You don't need anyone else."

Xisuma-

He was immediately very protective of you when you joined the server

It made sense, you didn't know anyone so of course he'll get you on your feet!

It was sweet at first, seeing your adorable excitement to literally everything

And your fascination when he pulled up his admin screen could melt hearts

Someone so sweet should be kept safe!

Even if he logically knows the others wouldn't touch you it doesn't ease his paranoia

It's not like the hermits are 100% innocent, and the server is bound to be filled with dangerous machines and not so safe pranks

That's what he tells you as much as himself, as well as how sad he'd be if you leave

He hates that he has to guilt you into staying, but it's all for you. He doesn't want anything to happen to you

And he's not lying, he really doesn't know what he would do without you

He does his best to let you walk around his towers that made his base and let the others talk to you

That is- until you end up with even the smallest injuries, rather or not it was caused by another hermit it's his snapping point

It felt a little cleché, to be locked away in a tower like a fairy tale

He does his best to keep you happy, it breaks his heart to see you so scared of him

"Please don't be like that, you're safe here. I-I can't let anyone hurt you"

Scar-

You never really got the chance to talk before the mayoral race

That is precisely why you decided to help him and Bdubs, giving endorsement speeches and making posters

After that he never wants to leave your side, giving you a job in townhall just to keep you around

Convinces himself you were just ment to be together

He makes sure to do everything perfect

Gifts of flowers, jewlery, chocolates and notes filled with all the things he admires about you

He's very confused when you look so terrified

Doesn't process the fact that he saw your reaction through your window

He was going to give you a grand confession

That was until you came to him for comfort, spilling your worries about a stalker

You both knew he was far from physically strong, so when you came to him for safety- he is over the moon

For your stay he is so happy to express all the love that couldn't through the gifts

When you realize his compliments are way too similar he's already so far in his own head it all falls on deaf ears

He's so dependent on your presence, and he always makes sure you know how much he loves you

"Hey where are you trying to go? Get back here, I need you to sleep."

Bdubs-

He was always trying to show off to you

Always saying he enjoyed the "rivals" thing you had, rather or not you played along

It was all fun and games for you, meanwhile he was just spiraling deeper into obsession

Even with the smallest decisions he couldn't stop thinking about you, what'd you like, what'd you think

Your approval means absolutely everything

And of course you innocently fed into it, every little compliment on his outfit, every little awe filled smile at his builds

You must love everything about him just like he loves everything about you!

It's so obvious- whenever he sees you you're smiling or chuckling or mumbling to yourself, it's so clear that you think about him just as much

And since you're just as in love, surely you'll be ecstatic to see the home he made just for you

Of course you love it with! Oh, you're going back to your own base? Well how considerate you are, not wanting to bother him

It takes a while to convince you but you're just playing hard to get!

The house has everything you could ever want, and he can give you all the attention you could need

No matter what you try to do or say he keeps making excuses, you love him. And that's the end of it

No matter how you act out he acts like it's nothing

"Calm down darling, you'll feel better after a nap. We can cuddle!"

Doc-

You weren't very close, but that didn't stop an infatuation from forming

Maybe that was part of it, you were just far enough away for it feel like a challenge

And boy is he always up for a challenge

He is made of patient dedication, you are never out of his sight

Has a small shrine of pictures and trinkets he's stolen for when he can't see you properly

Probably the most self-aware, he knows how messed up this is, how messed up he is.

That doesn't stop him from making sure your soon to be home together is as comfortable as possible

Everything was ready, now all he had to do was take you. It was easy, he knew exactly where you would be and when

He actually hesitated before going through with it, after all you look so peaceful sleeping

He was careful not to wake you taking you home

He knows it'll take awhile for you to adjust, but again he's extremely patient

Until you break he's very cold, but when you (inevitably) do he trys to be the perfect partner for you

Trys, he's still very unstable, so you better not act out

"Don't look so scared. Just listen, be good and everything will be okay."

#mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x you #hermitcraft x reader #hc x reader #tw. yandere #shepard ram writes #c: grian #c: xisuma #c: scar #c: bdubs #c: doc

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New Day Brings New Faces [Hc!Reader & Tommy, Tubbo, Ranboo]

(Mostly P!fluff, Request: I am that person who will request a part 2 for your fic- I am a sucker for these kinds of things and that fic was a hella good pick me up, thank you-

-🍯)

(I haven't been able to stop thinking about scenarios I am so happy to provide more crossover comfort. I am totally down to make this a full series. And the hermits are actually here this time!)

[Part 1 -Ambassadors Work]

[End Busting -side episode]

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You woke up stiff and lightly shaken, literally someone was gently shaking you. When you fully opened your eyes you met three faces. Your admin, mayor and his right hand shared the same confused, slightly worried expression. You glanced around looking for their source of concern, looking at your lap and- oh, oh yeah.

Your mind helpfully recalled the events of the previous day. It was Ranboo who had his head in your lap, barely an inch way Tommy and Tubbo layed next to you two. The three boys still fast asleep. With a quick glance at the sun you knew you had barley been asleep for an hour.

"I'm sure you have alot to say." Xisuma had finally said something after seeing you had collected your thoughts.

"Yeah, I do." Chuckling, still in a sleep clogged voice. "Please don't wake them up." You quickly added in a more hushed voice. "They deserve some rest." That didn't help their confusion, until you had explained why you had taken the boys with you.

"Was it really that bad?." Scar had asked after your summary. They shared a similar look to the one you wore when you realized how awful that place was.

"Yes it was." When you remembered something. You handed them the book with all the things you had learned over your visit. "I was given a tour, that has more than I can think of now." Letting out a yawn, already dozing back off.

"I know that things like this are decided by the whole server, but can you please let them stay for at least a little while." You made your request In the most sincere tone you could manage. "When they wake up I was planning on taking them to my base. Let them wash up, maybe get some clean clothes and a proper meal- and just take it easy before meeting some of the others."

"I don't see why they wouldn't let them stay." Bdubs responded. That made you smile. "But you should probably wake them up, surely someone will pass by soon." You nodded, beginning to slowly nudge them awake.

"Should we go?" Scar asked.

"No, they should meet you guys." He nodded sitting on the railing of the stairs. You watched the three groan from both the early awakening and the non-ideal bed they had been on. As soon as they saw the three unknown hermits they almost jumped back in various versions of shock. Tommy specifically looked like he had gone to draw a weapon had they been able to tavel through worlds. You hushed them standing up to introduce your friends, "Good morning boys" you started in a soft voice trying to keep them calm.

"Who are they?" Ranboo spoke first, he had been the least startled from the beginning.

"A few of my friends, Xisuma, Scar and Bdubs." You pointed to each of them as you spoke.

"Oh Scar and Bdubs? We were told about you" Tubbo said smiling towards you.

"Really?" Scar grinned.

"Yeah we got a history lesson" Ranboo explained before turning to X. "I don't think you were mentioned though"

"You didn't tell them about our admin?" Bdubs teased. Before you could make a retort Tommy fully got up, breathing much too quickly.

"Admin?" Making the connection in your head you rushed to his side. Trying to get him out of his frazzled state.

"Hey, trust me he's nothing like dream, -here breath" you guided Tommy back to the ground Tubbo placing a comforting hand on his shoulder. Xisuma hesitantly kneeled in front of the teen.

"I was told a little about your home, I don't want to scare you." His efforts seemed to reach him, "If there's something I can do to make you more comfortable please tell me" Tommy nodded full exceptance marked with him putting out his hand, which X met with a smile and handshake. From there the two sets of three properly introduce themselves to each other. You felt a soft, warm pride wrap your heart watching them get along.

As the Hermit trio left to start the days work you told them the day you had planned, opening a nearby ender chest to retrieve some elytras. They watched in fascination as you produced four identical sets, along with enough rocket's to get you all to your base.

Tubbo seemed off-put as you strapped on your wings, "Do we have to fly?"

"The server's pretty big, it's pretty much a necessity."

"Oh, okay- I just" seeing him worryingly eye your rocket's you offered an alternative.

"you know we probably don't have enough time to teach you how to fly right now, and we aren't running on full sleep." You reasoned, "There's a nether tunnel can take. Completely enclosed, no flying needed- only an optional boat."

"Boat?" You smiled already leading them toward the nearest portal.

By the time you had reached the portal that connected to your base the boats you had used were dented and marked from basically being used as bumper carts. The four of you stumbled through the portal still laughing about the race you had took on the way there.

"Here I'll get you guys some food then we'll get some proper sleep." A yawn marked your proposal. They let out varying levels of enthusiasm while taking seats on the coaches and armchairs that filled this part of your base. "When we wake up I'll get you actual beds." You promised.

Yet when you returned with some golden carrots and steak they were already passed out on the spot. You didn't fight the tired smile that formed, going to get them some blankets. You set the food on a nearby table before heading to your own bed. Despite the bright, almost noon sun outside the window, you knew you wouldn't have any trouble sleeping. With a few ideas of what to do and what to show them, you let familiar comfort take you back to rest.

#dream smp x reader #dsmp x reader #mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x you #hermitcraft x reader #hc x reader #c: ranboo #c: tommy #c: tubbo #shepard ram writes #yeah i am definitely gonna continue this #c: xisuma #c: scar #c: bdubs

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Father Figure!Bdubs & Reader [Headcanons]

(P!Fluff, Request: Hi! I hope you don't mind the drop in! I saw you did Hermitcraft requests (I saw the Grian one and freaked) and I was wondering if you could do a few platonic headcanons involving a dad figure Bdubs with the reader? Thank you!)

(This request made my soft heart go brrr also headcanons are quicker to write- I'm still working on the other request, don't worry)

He is so proud of literally anything remotely impressive you do

You could make a tiny shack and he would praise it like it was some modern masterpiece

Especially if it's something redstone related

You can not convince me he wouldn't pester you about your sleep schedule

"I was up one hour later then normal" "that's one hour of rest you didn't get!" You had to chuckle at his antics

I imagine that you joked about him getting the blond mohawk and he was just like "surprise!"

(That or you helped him cut+dye it cause thats equally cute)

If you ask him to give you a building lesson he will happily go on for hours

Seriously you're gonna have to ask him to cut it off or else you will be there for the rest of the day

When you call him dad, as a joke or not he gets very emotional

Does not stop thinking about for the longest time

If you call him "Daddubs" it instantly becomes his favorite nickname

Has made many jokes about other hermits being your uncles/aunts including both the Nho and Scar

Just overall very happy with you as his kid

#mcyt x reader #mcyt x y/n #mcyt x you #hermitcraft x reader #hc x reader #c: bdubs #Shepard ram writes

[shepard-ram]

Hello Ram! I hope you're doing well! /g

For the drabble thing, is it alright if I request "Have I ever told you how beautiful you look" "Yes all the time" from the 20th fluff prompt for Bdubs? That just sounded like such a Bdubs line, wether its platonic or romantic is totally up to you! Thank you so much in advance!

-🍯

(I went with romantic cause I'm feeling soft)

Bdubs usually wouldn't be up this late, early sunset painting his village in breath taking pinks and oranges and golds. Yet he didn't have a problem with it this time. You had been having an amazing date just sitting on the edge of the hand made cliff eating a dinner picnic.

Yet in spite of the painting layed out in front of the pair of you he couldn't help but stare at something much more amazing. You were amusingly looking at the half-eaten sandwich you had dropped by accident when he spoke, "Have I ever told you how beautiful you look?" Your humorous expression turned to him now.

"Yes, all the time." You're pretty sure he's told you earlier today.

"Well I don't want you to forget."

"Don't worry dear, I don't think you'll let me."

#mcyt x reader #shepard ram writes #hermitcraft x reader #c: bdubs

[moriiartist]

Hello! I wasn't sure where to submit a request so I apologize if it's the wrong spot! Feel free to delete. Since you were taking requests I wanted to ask for anything with Rendog. Anywhere your inspiration strikes is fine, there's not enough out there of him! Love your writing. Your Scar and Etho Christmas fics are two of my favs. Have a great new year!

‧₊ WEREWOLF RENDOG HCS

PAIRING: C!Rendog x GN!Reader

SYNOPSIS: Headcanons for a werewolf Rendog that may or may not have a huge crush on you.

WARNINGS: Mild language(?), possessive behavior (not the bad kind, though)

A/N: Awww! I'm glad you enjoyed the fics! And, yes- you did submit to the right thing :) I hope you like what I've written for you, and happy simping my friend!

For as long as he could remember, Ren has been like... this.

At this point it’s not even something he’d even consider wrong with him- it’s honestly just a condition that he lives with, similarly to people with disabilities.

For the most part, Ren is a stereotypical lycanthrope: abundant and fast-growing body hair, sharper teeth and nails than the average human, enhanced sight and smell, and- oh, yeah- the uncontrollable ability to transform into a giant fuck-off wolf during the full moon.

It’s one of the Hermitcraft server’s not-so-secret secrets.

I mean, it’s not like he’s actually trying to hide his, er, ‘condition’ all that much, and everyone kinda knows that he’s not quite human, but nobody really bats an eye when they see a giant dog just zoom past them when they’re building late at night.

He’s basically just a huge puppy when he’s in his feral form. Multiple Hermits have had him just come up to them while they’re working, body wiggling from how hard his tail his wagging, and beg for them to throw him a stick.

Very cute, until you realize that he has no idea that he is not a lap dog and decides to flop his entire body weight into your lap.

Say goodbye to your legs, may they rest in pieces peace 😔

Ren never really worried about himself, fully accepting of all his quirks and flaws, until you came along.

You, who oh-so effortlessly never failed to steal the air out of his lungs with just a smile, you who sent him stumbling over his words and fighting off the urge to just bury his face in your neck and breathe you in.

Honestly, mans is whipped and it is absolute torture for him to hide it when all he wants is to wrap you into a bear hug and claim you as his own.

His instincts agree with his heart, too- making him a little more aggressive, a little more possessive than usual when you’re around the other Hermits.

He tones it down, though. After all, who’s to say that you wouldn’t be weirded out by his more animalistic behavior?

Naturally, though, when the full moon rolls around, it becomes a little bit of a different story when he’s in his more... uninhibited state, fully shifted.

It’s become so common for the other players to see him dutifully following at your heels that they don’t even question it anymore- not even you, who has to actually deal with a giant fluffy wolf man basically mother-henning you for the next twelve hours.

Once he shifts back, he’s more than a little embarrassed when he learns what ‘the mystery wolf’ had gotten into, flushing bright pink as you recount his antics from the night before with an oblivious grin.

“It was so funny, Ren. Poor BDubs was just trying to give me some of his extra cobblestone, but he just ended up getting chased around the build by an absolutely ginormous wolf instead! I couldn’t stop laughing at the end of it.”

“That does sound cool, my dude. Anyhoosle- do you know anything that would make a super awesome apology present? For no reason in particular, of course.”

Lord help this man, he needs saving from himself.

Even though Ren doesn’t want to cross any boundaries (he knows that he could never own you or force you to make any decisions except your own, and he’s a respectful person), he still finds himself becoming jealous when you come over to his base smelling like the other Hermits.

Expect him to practically throw his clothes at you whenever you see him, feeling a quite honestly unreasonable amount of pride whenever he sees you wearing something of his, practically drowning in his cedarwood and pine sap scent.

“Hey Ren, how’s it going-”

“Wear this.”

“What?”

“Wear. This.”

I mean, it’s cute how protective he gets over you, but it’s like- he does know that he’s the only one with a nose sensitive enough to notice that stuff, right?

He’s a little confused, but he’s got the spirit, I guess.

It’ll probably take him a while to work up the guts to confess, being self-conscious about the whole situation, but when he inevitably does it doesn’t take much to assuage his fears 😊

Your days will be filled with plenty of rib-crushing hugs and the usual Ren shenanigans- going along with the latest eccentric character that he invented, helping out with his totally not ominous at all chunk error of a build, and all of the affection that he can smother you in now that he doesn’t have to hide his feelings.

He even goes so far as to intersperse playful nips to your nose and ears with his kisses, unable to stop the lovesick grin that spreads across his face when you try to stifle your giggles.

At night, though, you’re not getting away with wriggling to your end of the bed, no no no: Ren is laying on top of you, one cheek squished against the top of your head, arms wrapped securely around your rib cage, and your legs tangled up together.

He’s only just got you- why would he ever let you go?

#request #anonymous #a meal for the children #hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #rendog x reader #c!rendog #renthedog x reader #c!renthedog #tw: mild language #tw: possessive behavior