Hermitcraft + Friends
[[I Can't Imagine A World With You Gone]] -- In Process + Posted
Book three of my Flower Husbands Series. It includes Scott reintroducing himself to his friends after his perceived death. I have plans for two wedding scenes as well as Scott and Jim telling their friends about their courting. I haven't quite worked up how Cerrano begins to call Scott dad, but I want to include it. I'm self-indulgent.
[This includes no preview because everything I've written is posted!]
This book/series has something inspired by it! It's called 'The Child of Fire Looks Like Ice' by Smillie. It features some of their own characters and the first chapter has me hooked. If you enjoy my series, go give theirs read!
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[[In Plain Sight - Flower Husbands Superhero AU]] -- In Process
Scott goes undercover as a villain in an attempt to lighten the load on heroes. It works for years - no one finds out. Then, a mission goes awry and Scott has no choice but to go in after Jim as his villain persona. He almost dies, then is almost arrested.
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Jim tapped his toes anxiously on the dirty tiles below his chair. Beside him, Scott chuckled quietly. He laid a hand over Jim’s knee.
“It’s fine, Jimmy,” reassured Scott. “I’m sure there’s a perfectly good reason we haven’t been called yet.”
Jim scoffed. “Sure. Maybe they’re homophobic.”
Scott shook his head. “If they’re going to be like that, then they don’t deserve me.”
Jimmy had to agree.
Scott and Jim had been sitting in these chairs since eight am and it was nearing five. They’d graduated from college one month ago. Today, they were awaiting test scores. Well, Scott was awaiting test scores. These scores, if he passed, would put him at the very bottom of the hero chain alongside the rest of his graduating class.
Scott had always thought that Jim should be here beside him. And he was. Except Jim had dropped out in the middle of sophomore year. He learned rather quickly that the heroing world wasn’t for him.
A door further down the hall opened. “Major? Scott Major?”
Jimmy jumped to his feet, took Scott’s hand, and tugged him to the open door.
The lady there gave them a bored stare. She drummed her nails on the back of her clipboard. “Which of you is Major?”
Scott lifted his hand. “That’s me.”
“Right.” She stepped aside. “Mojang will see you now.”
Jimmy and Scott shared an excited look. They didn’t know all of Mojang would be here. A second set of doors — much bigger than the last — glowed faint purple before swinging open. A huge horseshoe table greeted them, each chair seating one of the ten members of Mojang. There were no chairs for Jim and Scott.
Their escort stationed them in the center of the table. All eyes were on them.
Scott cleared his throat. “Hello.”
A bubbly voice responded from one of the ends. “Hi! Welcome in, both of you!” She giggled. “Don’t be scared! Most of us don’t bite!”
Jim smiled nervously at the hero.
Her name was Creative. She was among the longest standing heroes in Mojang. Her power allowed her to float freely. It also allowed her to make anything she wanted appear in her hands as long as she could picture it perfectly. She was very good at that.
She had blonde hair tied onto the top of her head and shaped into a bow. She wore colourful makeup, making a rainbow over her face. She blinked at them with curious dark eyes. Her super suit was pale gray with white accents and had a blocky ‘M’ patched on the chest.
Someone else cleared their throat. “Creative, please contain yourself, dear.” That was Tutorial talking. He was the first ever hero, probably over a hundred years old, and didn’t look a day over forty. His power allowed him to create an impermeable bubble around his target. Everything inside the bubble reverted to its simplest form, allowing him to use the space and objects however he needed. According to public forums, he was also immortal.
He had short brown and gray hair, white eyes, and a face creased with years of laugh lines. His suit was a plain dark blue leotard matched with the stereotypical white cape.
Creative flushed. “Right, sorry Tutorial.”
“It’s not a problem, dear,” Tutorial smiled softly.
The person beside Tutorial rose to her feet. “Scott Major. Welcome.”
Scott bowed his head. “Thank you.”
“Before we begin, let’s do some introductions,” she said as she gestured to the far left of the table.
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[[Why Are We Doing This Again?]] -- In Process
A rarepair Hermitcraft Mumbo/Joel story about them falling for each other. It really stemmed from the thirty seconds Mumbo interviewed Joel for his court case. It starts with Joel obsessing over Etho, but he slowly falls out of love with him and realises one day that he doesn't like Eefo that way anymore. He realises very quickly that he's, like, crazy over Mumbo.
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Joel sat atop one of his skyscrapers slowly eating a sandwich and cookies. He stared out at the horizon, waiting for the sun to set. He’d been in his head lately. When he got himself trapped up there, watching the sunset helped him relax.
He sighed softly to himself as he ate.
Etho hadn’t really spoken to him recently. They each had their own things to do, so it wasn’t weird, but it still upset Joel. He knew he liked Etho. Lizzie knew he liked Etho. She’d even given her permission to pursue him.
Etho had recently amped up Ravager Rush. He spent a lot of time in its guts, which was one of the reasons he’d not been speaking to Joel – or anyone, really. He’d also begun work on some other things Joel hadn’t really been paying attention to; He liked to hear about Etho’s projects from the man himself, not Pearl or Tango or Bdubs.
He knew not to take ignorance personally. Not many people could get a conversation out when Etho was working hard. However, he was beginning to get irritated. He and Etho used to talk every day. Now, it had been almost two weeks since they’d last spoken.
He sighed again. The only thing to do was wait, he supposed.
He heard the faint sound of a rocket. Scar liked to do his shopping during sundown. He couldn’t see his builds well in the dark, so it was best for him to buy supplies when the moon was out.
Someone cleared their throat, making Joel jump. “Ah!” His cookie crumbled and fell over the edge of the building. “Shit,” he murmured.
The Hermit chuckled softly. “Sorry, mate.” Mumbo sat beside Joel, dangling his legs over the edge of the tower.
Joel sighed once again. “It’s alright. I need to lay off the cookies anyways or I’ll get fat.”
Mumbo huffed another laugh. “I don’t think a few cookies’ll make you fat.”
Joel shrugged. “Maybe. Maybe not. I shouldn’t risk it.”
They sat in comfortable silence for a while. They watched the sun sink deeper and the stars grow brighter.
Eventually, Mumbo said, “It’s pretty up here.”
Joel agreed.
“You do this often?”
Joel shrugged. “Only when I can’t think properly.”
“What does that mean? How could one not think properly?”
“Well,” Joel laid back until his back was flush to the roof of the building, “I can’t think properly when I’ve got too much on my mind.”
“I see. What’s on your mind, then?”
“Etho.”
“Right.”
“Shut up.”
“Everyone knows how you feel about him, mate.”
“Does he know? Is that why he’s avoiding me?”
“He’s avoiding you?”
“Well, no, but it sure feels like it.”
“How so?”
“I keep hearing about him and what he’s doing from everyone else. It feels like he’s not telling me things.”
“Who are you hearing these things from?”
“Pearl, Tango, sometimes Cub. Usually Bdubs.”
“So, all the people who have a habit of distracting him? Sounds like they’re putting in more effort than you are.”
“Maybe they are. I just… don’t want to seem clingy. He's not going to like me if I’m all over him.”
“I don’t think talking to someone makes you clingy. You and I are talking. Do you think I’m clingy?”
“I’ve seen you clingy. I don’t think this comes even close to that.”
His frown was evident in Mumbo’s tone. “I don’t think I’ve ever been clingy before.”
“Really? What about with Grian? You two were attached at the hip when he first joined Hermitcraft.”
“Ah, well, you tend to be attached to your boyfriend.”
“You guys are dating?” Joel sat up on his elbows. This was news to him.
“No, not anymore. In Season 6, we dated almost the whole Season, but in the end, we realised that nothing really changed and we were still just friends to each other.”
“Should you not be friends with the person you’re dating?”
“You should be, but Grian and I never had that extra thing. You know? I guess not. How do I explain this?” He paused, scratching his moustache. He hummed. “We did this thing with Iskall called Sahara. We had this dumb meeting and I left via flying machine. Iskall jokingly said, ‘what is he?’ About me, obviously. And Grian said, ‘well, he’s my best friend.’ Everyone knew we were dating, so it’s not like it was some big secret. After that, we did some reflecting and decided we weren’t really boyfriends. We were just best friends who thought we had to be something more. We love each other, but not like that.
“It didn’t really set in for me, I guess, until a few years ago. I used to wonder if Grian regretted breaking up. I used to wonder if he only agreed with me to make me feel better. Then, I saw him with Scar and, well, he and I never clicked that way. That is true love. That’s when I finally moved on and stopped worrying so much.”
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[[No Working Title]] -- In Notes
This is and IRL Scoot x Male Oc thing I thought of. I've only decided that they meet at a bar. Scott goes out with friend and they end up leaving him with their bags/purses. The guy is the lead singer of the live band playing. He notices Scott and comes out to greet him during break. That's all I got.
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[[No Working Title]] -- In Notes
A highschool Au based off of Lim!Life where Scott has mild tics. Jim and the Bad boys are the stereotypical football jocks or some other dumb sport. Scott's having a really bad day and has to leave class. Jim defends him when their classmates laugh. "You know what? Fuck you guys! You're laughing at him over something he can't control!"
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[[No Working Title]] -- In Notes
While sparring with Gem, Grian's signature red jumper tears. Gem decides to make him a new one. She uses blue wool because she can't get to the shopping ditrict tog et red wool just yet. She tells Grian he doesn't have to take it. He freaks out, takes it, and refuses to elaborate. It's based off of the loose information I know about YHS from YouTube animatics.
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[[No Working Title]] -- In Notes
Scarian Pirates Au based off of the, like, hour I watched of Pirates SMP on launch day. (I haven't seen a thing since then) Scar thinks he left Grian to die, but he didn't. Grian pushed him onto a life raft and told him to stay alive. "Scar, look at me. I will find you, n this life, in the next, and every life after." Grian is rescued by mermaids and nursedd to health. He's devoted every waking moment since to scouring the over, looking for any trace of Scar.