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zombiecleodoodles · 10 days
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Cafe owner Cleo still has me in a choke hold.
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stuckinthedesert · 3 months
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Some PJO/Hermitcraft/Life Series Ideas because my brain is going wild
Scar is a child of Aphrodite (see my previous post)
Grian is a child of Hermes (aka the “divine trickster”)
Gem is a Huntress of Artemis (child of Ares/Athena that joined the hunters? Idk because the hunters are girlbosses and so is Gem)
Joe Hills is a child of Apollo (literally a freebie)
Most of the redstoners would fit in Hephaestus’ cabin tbh but I especially like Tango in there. He’s got the whole fire motif going it makes sense to me.
Anyways that’s my thesis so far but I will not rest until I’ve scoured the internet for the venn diagram overlap of hermit enjoyers and PJO enjoyers and bonk heads with them all until there’s a coherent AU
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ambroise-framboise · 2 years
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Hermitcraft deserves more crossovers. So have this post about Hermitcraft and Katekyo Hitman Reborn bc current and past fandoms colliding makes the brain go brrrr.
This will not make a lot of sense if you’re not at least slightly familiar with the KHR world btw.
This is a “Hermits get dropped in a random world, proceed to baffle everyone” kind of crossover. My first reflex was to have a Hermit be Skull. Look, a Hermit can and will qualify for the title of “Strongest Flames”, so the Arcobaleno part works. The question then was ; WHICH ONE would play Skull. The whole “goofy and undying” part of the Skull persona made me think of Scar, bc man is he talented at this kind of stuff. BUT ! I’m sorry but Scar, Concorps Convex Scar is a Mist. So not Scar.
Who then ? I tried to figure out which Hermit had which flame (that’s hard, I don’t watch every single hermit and also the personality has to somewhat fit). Some are easy-ish, like Mumbo being a storm bc red like redstone and destruction (Mumbo Kills a Lot Jumbo my beloved), and Tango too maybe. Bdubs is a Sun, it makes sense in my head. Cub is Mist, bc Convex again. Joe is... Mist and Rain probably ? Doc might be a lighning and a storn, idk. Xisuma is a Sky, of course. Who would be Skull ? In the end, I was like ; okay, mischevious enough to create an annoying persona, love stunts, associated with the color purple... Grian. Is it the best fit ? No. Do I care ? Also no. So what happens ? Hermits get yeeted into a new world, and deal with it like they can, being both very chaotic and efficient. They carve themselves a little place in some almost empty part of the world, far from civilisation. Xisuma, our beloved admin, notices that the world is in Hardcore (aka no respawns) and decides that it won’t do. Hacker man powers, puts everyone back in survival. They are effectively immortal. Nice.
Some travel sometimes, and they still love roleplaying, which is how Grian (under the name Skull) ends up being a stunt artist, and gets contacted by Iron Hat Guy. Said dude has no idea who Skull is btw. He thinks he’s a civilian. Which, technically isn’t wrong. Grian does the Skull act, and the moment he can slips away to tell allll about Flames and Mafia and the Underworld to the rest of the Hermits. They are VERY interested, and a thing leads to another and oop they’re all Flame active and bonded and they made a new mafia family (maybe named the Hermits, maybe not).
It’s important to note that they don’t... really care about the murdery aspects of the mafia world ?? They’re very used to death games, and kinda assume that people just respawn in another world when they die. Many Shenanananangians laters (including Grian getting cursed to be baby, which makes every hermit laugh a lot, and Scar being like, terrifying to most of the mafia world), and we get to the sacrifice/big fight where all the Arcobalenos are supposed to get a team and fight each other. Now, instead of asking the flames of the earth guy (whose name i’ve forgotten rn, oop) Grian of course asks his friends.
The others Arcobaleno have no idea these guys existed (well, they had heard of the Hermits but had NO IDEA they were Skull’s Family) and are thus very surprise. Fighting happen, the hermits are overpowered bc HERMITS, and Kawahira arrives. Tries to punish everyone for rebelling and refusing to be a sacrifice/continue the endless cycle.
It looks bad, until ! TFC, beloved grandpa, man actually older than time (and older than Kawahira) and maybe Herobrine himself but who was retired, intervenes. Kawahira stands no chance and gets bonked into submission by a pickaxe. The problem gets solved, and then it’s a race to stop the resident scientist Hermits and Verde to bond over blowing up entire cities and making inventions of mass destruction.
I’d say THE END but it’s really not.
What do you think ? What Flames would YOU give to the Hermits, what events and interactions would you like to see ?? Send an ask or a comment ! I’ll answer as fast as I can
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chaggle · 4 years
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I realized that all I've drawn for the past year and a half is hermitcraft related content (with occasional oc sketch or doodle)
And honestly, I'm not complaining because this is the most I have drawn in years.
I used to start projects that would take several weeks on end to finish and end up burning myself out to point where I hate the finished product. Before the end of last year, I was severely burnt out and didn't draw anything for several months on end. Now I'm experimenting and churning out stuff I'm legitimately proud of.
Just ahhhhh hermitcraft community you're pretty neat, so many talented peeps that are so creative and inspiring
Thanks to all the peeps that follow me n stuff, reblogging my content and making my day B)
Thanks to the neat peeps on the Spau server, the au that kicked off eveything for me (seriously, the watcher shadow grian concept is what got me into experimenting with perspectives n' stuff)
Thanks to my online friends that I can annoy and chat with
Thank you guys all for helping me find my passion in creating art again
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redorich · 3 years
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What if Tommy and a few other Hermits went to the Dream SMP to take care of some business (aka Dreamon + small family reunion for Tommy) and they see Tommy hug these two PvP gods as a ghost floats around them saying, “oh Tommy! You’ve been gone so long! Where did you go?” And seeming quite happy as well. The hermits get to see just how fucked this place is. Tommy told them Techno is by far the richest person on the server yet he only has one stack of diamond blocks. Not a single shulker box to be seen. Phil tells them The End is Off Limits. They get to see the main hub of this world is less impressive than a single of their big builds. They see fighting in the streets. From the other side of walls they hear people threatening eachother. They get to see and experience the comparative hell that Tommy cane from -🐍
Scar’s the one that gets to go first. He and Grian jockey for the privilege, but in the end Scar is the mayor of Hermitcraft, which means he gets to visit the Dream SMP first. (Grian pouts for days.)
Scar wears his very nice mayor sash, and irons his trousers, and keeps his armor in his inventory so that everyone can see his nice apparel. He smiles, and opens his eyes to what is basically a pit. The ground is more creeper-hole than actual ground, and there are mishmash walls all around him. His smile falters.
<Dream> Oh shit hes at spawn
<Technoblade> dream forgot to change visitor spawn, worst admin ever
<Dream> Shut up
Tubbo hit the ground too hard
<Technoblade> TUBBO IS GONE CRABRAVE
<ItsFundy> canon death
<Tubbo> NO
“Hey there,” Tubbo says from behind Scar. The mayor yelps, whirling around and nearly falling on his face.
“Sorry to scare you,” Tubbo laughs, “but how about I show you around? After I get my stuff back, that is.”
“Y-yeah,” Scar says, visibly perturbed. Tubbo leads him through a hole in the wall just large enough for them to go through one at a time, then through a small patch of forest. (Do these people seriously not even have a way out of spawn, or a path from spawn to the important locations?)
Dream catches up to Tubbo and Scar right as the town comes into view. They meet up at a patch of ruined land, on which two identical Nether portals are sat.
“Welcome to the Dream SMP,” Dream says with a gesture toward the slightly-broken oak slab path stretching out from the portal. “Sorry I’m late, I had to take care of some business.”
“Business?” Scar asks despite himself.
Dream fidgets with the handle of his axe sheepishly. “Yeah. I sent some of the troublemakers on a wild goose chase several thousand blocks away from here. Hopefully, they shouldn’t bother you.”
“That’s great and all, but I kind of need to get my stuff back,” Tubbo cuts in before Scar has a chance to question Dream.
“Sure, it was near Tommy’s old house, right? Why not show Scar the Prime Path while you’re at it?”
Tubbo smiles, and takes Scar’s hand in his. “Great idea. Come on, Scar!”
Scar allows himself to be pulled along, dodging holes in the “Prime Path” as he does so.
“That way’s Eret’s Gay Castle-- you can’t grief it, it’s homophobic,” Tubbo explains, “and up ahead’s Church Prime.”
It’s not much of a church, Scar thinks, given the giant floating poster that’s been left to peel away. Bits of the poster have even been torn off and stolen, leaving only the item frame behind. Still, he knows better than to say rude things about someone else’s religion, even if the state of disrepair... No. He won’t say anything.
Various depictions of anti-Technoblade propaganda still up. They’re so, so ugly. Further along the path there’s a tower that actually isn’t hideous, so it was probably made by-- Eret, was it? The same guy who made the Gay Castle? A stray chicken clucks while Scar tears his eyes away from the Walmart which has magma for floors, and the Targay, and the cobblestone framework of what Tubbo claims is a Denny’s which was used once for roleplay and then promptly abandoned.
Tommy’s old house can best be described as “open air”, to put it politely. At least there’s a fence..? But as Tubbo picks up his items and the two set off for L’Manberg, politely ignoring the giant Gogy posters, they hear a scuffle up ahead.
“Let go of my fucking hair!” George shrieks.
“Not until you give me back my potato,” Sapnap responds. The two grown men are fighting like children in the middle of the Prime Path in broad daylight, pulling each other’s hair and slap-fighting but at least-- no, never mind, they’ve got their weapons out now.
George shrieks at the top of his lungs when one of Sapnap’s swings gets too close. “It’s rotted anyway, why the hell do you want it?!”
“Because it’s mine,” Sapnap insists. He finally bonks George on the head hard enough to kill him, then scoops the rotten potato out of George’s belongings. His hand toys with a flint and steel, but he eventually seems to decide not to burn George’s items for the offense of stealing his potato.
“Oh, hi there!” Sapnap says once he spots them. He waves.
Scar hesitantly waves back. He’s beginning to think that perhaps he should have worn his armor after all. He watches in morbid fascination as Sapnap takes a bite of his rotten potato. Sapnap’s face drains of all color; he immediately leaps off a cliff to go be sick in a valley away from prying eyes. George’s things are left on the ground.
“Y’know, I think I left the oven on,” Scar says slowly. Tubbo looks at him with sad, pitiful eyes, as if to say, do you see what I have to deal with?
“Would you like to go back to Hermitcraft and try again another day?”
Attempting to affect nonchalance and failing miserably at it, Scar waves his hand rapidly. “Actually, Grian really wanted to come see your server, so-- maybe I’ll send him. I’m real busy with, uh, mayor stuff.”
Tubbo nods, pretending to buy the excuse. “I’ll have Dream send you back.”
“Thank you,” Scar says fervently.
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hermette-historian · 3 years
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Am I posting this again? I'm posting this again. You'll never catch me clout chasing nosiree but this is important and I've come to realize (or, more accurately, my mods bonked me upside the head with this realization when I started to worry about the suspiciously low engagement rate) that 10 pm EST is objectively the Worst time to release Incredibly Important Announcements. Or really anything, for that matter. My post schedule is shit and I genuinely apologize for that. So with much less ado this time...
Introducing Wynnie's Reference Hunt!
Wynnie's Reference Hunt is an event that will be hosted on the Habitat for Historians discord server (join here if you haven't yet!) and will consist of a series of challenges just like these. The Hermits make a lot of references; to current events and pop culture, to themselves and other creators, and to things both inside and outside of Hermitcraft. Together, we will use their offhand comments (and the endlessly poignant ramblings of Joe Hills) to build a big picture of the world in which early Hermitcraft existed.
You and your chosen team (of up to 5 players) will be given a list of references made by the Hermits in [mostly] early Season 2. Your mission-should you choose to accept it-is to work your way through the list answering as many questions as you can. These questions can involve anything from going to a given episode and listing a pop culture reference made by a given Hermit, to providing evidence for the existence of some of the Hermits' other creative endeavors, to chronologically lining up the Youtube careers of two Hermits that were not on the server at the same time. Each question is worth a different amount of points, so it may help to choose partners with different sleuthing skill sets. I know how much you all love to sleuth ;)
I can promise one thing, the questions provided do all have one correct answer apiece. I checked.
You can find the signup sheet for teams and the like on the announcements page in the discord server. The form will be open until 11:59 EST on Friday, October 15, after which time teams will be chosen. At 12:00 AM EST on Sunday, October 17 the competition will begin, and the teams will have one week to work on the list in their private, role-locked text channels within the server. After the allotted time the points will be tallied and the winners chosen. First and second place will receive vanity roles within the server.
The Reference Hunt is planned to go for three rounds, running until Saturday, November 6. First and second place overall at the end of the event will receive a commissioned artwork of their choosing created by @wyrmrrow and @publiccmenace, who are graciously donating their talents to the cause.
If you do not wish to compete but the event still interests you, do not fear! Within the signup sheet there is also an option to contribute by helping to create new lists of references for further rounds and future events. If you've always wanted to get into Hermitcraft History, here's your chance!
I look forward to seeing many of you at the official launch of the event on Sunday. Good luck, my dear friends and fellow time travelers.
Happy Hunting!
-Wynnie and the Habitat for Historians mod team
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castiel-cipher · 5 years
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Chapters: 9/? Fandom: Hermitcraft Rating: Not Rated Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Characters: Grian, Xisuma, Mumbo Jumbo, FalseSymmetry, rendog, StressMonster, Joehills, Iskall85, Other Hermits mentioned, Keralis, ZombieCleo Additional Tags: Angst, Other characters will be tagged when they appear, Abduction, winged Grian au, How Do I Tag, Multiple Perspectives, sad hermits are sad, mumbo is a spoon, unconventional food choices, if you have arachnophobia this story isnt for you
Excerpt from the new chapter follows, read more on AO3~
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“What is it?” Stress said, jumping to her feet. False too was pulled from her inspection of the beach, and came walking fast, as though she was straining not to run.
“Blood, I think. And hairs.” She bent forwards a little bit and sniffed. “Yep, that is definitely blood. I’m not going to touch it, in case someone wants to see it undisturbed.”
“We’re at the right place, then. Unless he just bonked his head against that hoop while flying, but I somehow doubt that,” supplied False. The ice queen nodded and looked up at the captain.
“Can you draw it? There could be a pattern in there.”
“I can damn well try. It would probably be better if you could get up here to check it out, though, as our semi-official crime scene photo- uh… drawer. As our crime scene drawer. Consistency in style, you know?” Stress chuckled at that.
“Suuuuure…. And you are completely sure it has nothing to do with you just wanting to see me fail to climb up there?” Her smile was wide. “Well, lucky for me, I brought ladders.” During the exchange, False just stood there, rolling her eyes and sighing.
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redorich · 3 years
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Hello there! Would you possibly give us some details on Xisuma parenting the chaos of Tommy + Grian? Please and thank you!
I believe it was mentioned in the very first fic I wrote for hermit!Tommy that the hermits found out that Tommy has a sense of humor under all that trauma when he started a massive prank war and then framed Grian for it.
The prank is a simple masterpiece, really: Tommy chooses his targets well. When a tall man with a redstone-dusted suit comes sprinting across your front lawn, stealing your front door and leaving lit campfires behind, your first thought is that Mumbo’s doing a Hermit Challenge, even if the man who zooms across your property is wearing an identity-concealing cardboard box on his head.
Obviously, since “Mumbo” is stealing doors, Grian’s at fault for this. Zedaph is content to let this lie; after all, he prefers to use his unnecessarily complicated redstone roof-door. However, Tango ropes him into pranking Grian and Mumbo back, since Impulse isn’t there to tell them not to. Together, they place doors on every single inch of square space in Grian’s barge, only to get caught by Impulse, who only sees them because he’s restocking his Impulse Buys raft.
Zedaph and Tango hang their heads, having been caught red-handed. Tango immediately points his finger at Zedaph and says that Zedaph coerced him; Zedaph then goes on to spin a yarn about space aliens zapping his brain with a laser that makes him go into a possessed state and commit mild acts of inconvenience against his fellow hermits. 
Impulse sighs, running a hand down his face. “Really? You wanted to get back at Grian, and this was the best you could do? Doors in his barge?”
Tango opens his mouth to protest, but Impulse cuts him off. “Obviously you two need some help. I’ve got just the idea; let’s go to my wither farm.”
Three identically evil little smiles disappear from the shopping district and into the Nether.
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Xisuma sighs heavily. He tries to facepalm in exasperation, but he’s wearing his helmet so his hand just bonks off his visor, making him look like a fool.
“Care to explain to me,” he says to his gathered hermits, “why Shad-E E’s, the town hall, and Toon Towers are on fire?"
Iskall shifts guiltily.
Xisuma continues, "Or perhaps you would like to explain why there are thousands of invisible chickens lagging out the shopping district?"
Grian stuffs his hands in his pockets, looking off into the distance (he's staring at the sun now, but he's already committed to looking in this direction) and repressing the urge to whistle innocently. No one who is actually innocent ever whistles.
"Maybe, someone might even be so kind as to explain why you dummies thought it'd be a swell idea to start a prank war during the week I was away from the server!" Xisuma exclaims in a faux-cheery tone. "I mean, really! Even the Hermitcraft Civil War from last season took more than one week."
Etho shrugs. "In my defense, it was funny."
Xisuma's visor tilts toward the sky, as though he looking at some higher power and asking, why?
"...You're all morons," Xisuma says, then remembers the newest of their group, a young man named Tommy who happens to have some Trauma with a capital t regarding admins. Xisuma amends, "Except you, Tommy; you're an angel and we're glad you're here."
"...I only pranked Iskall because he pranked me first," Impulse pouts with crossed arms.
"I never even pranked you!" Iskall protests. "That was Mumbo!"
"Guilty as charged," Mumbo says.
Grian pipes up, "Alright, who was it that superglued Mumbo's moustache to my face while I was asleep?! I know it was either Cleo or Joe."
"I reckon it must have been a ghost," Joe says innocently.
"More like a Jhost," Cleo snorts.
Zedaph raises his hand meekly among the bickering. Xisuma, taking pity on him, loudly asks, "Yes, Zedaph?"
"Er, I can tell you how it started... My door was yoinked in the dead of night-- well, eleven thirty A.M., but close enough-- by Mumbo, 'cept he had a box on his head."
"Wha-- Lies and slander!" Mumbo squawks.
As Zedaph rebuts that he knows what he saw, False watches Tommy, who is standing near the back of the crowd, pull an item from his inventory. "Uh, guys?" she says, but gets talked over.
"--And furthermore, even if I had, I wouldn't have hid my face!" Mumbo finishes triumphantly.
"Guys!" False says. This time, people turn to look. She gestures toward quiet, shy Tommy, who is now wearing a cardboard box on his head.
Zedaph gasps. "It was you!"
Murmurs run theough the crowd. As usual, Mumbo is one of the last to grasp the implications.
"Wait," he says. "Did you frame me?!"
There is a smile evident in Tommy's voice as he nods to Etho and says, "In my defense... It was funny."
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