#c!grian x reader

[frog-writes-for-fun]

hey hey— i loved the angsty c!grian x reader fic (the newest one you uploaded, i mean), and was wondering if you'd do a sequel for it? not forced, obviously

as for a plot, that's entirely up to you!! i don't have any ideas atm so feel free to write whatever you want ¯\_(ツ)_/¯

thanks in advance if you do this !! /gen

Hi there! Thanks for the request! I had a bit of inspiration strike, so I hope you enjoy! The anon's talking about this fic!

Regrets Are Sweet (But My Heart is Stronger)

c!Grian x gn!Reader (one-sided)

Summary: You’ve moved on, but he doesn’t know.

Notes: Angsty, unrequited love (but reversed this time :3), could be read as mild yandere. The server that the reader has moved to is left up to you, pick your favorite! 

This place is peaceful. You’ve carved out a nice little life for yourself on this server, made new friends and found a place for yourself among them. Here, you can walk around without seeing his builds, talk to people without hearing his voice, and live without a remnant of him in your mind. It’s been months since he’s crossed your thoughts.

“Thanks for the help!” You wave as the others strap on their elytras, waving back and blasting off with rockets to return to their homes. Turning, you smile. Your newest build stands proudly near your house, and despite the vast number of cows held inside, only a fraction of their “moo”s can be heard from where you are. The barn started as a personal project, but when your friends saw the skeleton of a build, they insisted on pitching in- and it’s all the better for it.

Sighing contentedly, you began to make your way back to the entrance of your home, stopping short when there’s a buzz on your communicator. Pulling it out of your pack, your eyes widen when you see the message in the general chat.

<Grian has joined the game.>

Why was he here? You stayed in place, frozen for a moment, unable to peel your attention from the message. Greetings came from your servermates, a couple questioning who he was, and he responded happily, unaware of your predicament.

Soon, another message came through:

<Grian whispered to you: Y/N! Where are you?>

It took a moment to register. Thinking for a heartbeat, you tapped out a response.

<You whispered to Grian: Don’t come to me. I’ll meet you at spawn.>

His next message was an enthusiastic acknowledgement. Stiffly, you packed a few essentials for traveling anywhere away from home, delaying as long as you thought was reasonable before setting out. Why had Grian come after you after so long, and after you left so abruptly?

When you landed at spawn, Grian was pacing at the top of a nearby hill. Upon seeing you, he grinned.

“Y/N! There you are!” He rushed forward, wings spread so he could make large leaps to clear the distance between you. Before he could hug you, though, you stepped to the side, and he pouted dramatically. “Is that any way to treat your ticket home?”

You stayed still, only tilting your head slightly. “What do you mean?”

He holds out a hand. “You can come home! Don’t you want to come back to Hermitcraft with me?”

“I am home.” Your expression remained blank. “I have friends here- family, even. You were the only one I was close to there, and that tie was severed long ago.”

Grian frowns slightly, gesturing pleadingly as he spoke. “Y/N, that tie isn’t severed. Look, I’m here! I want you to come home- I care a lot about you!”

Shaking your head, you stared at him. “I already told you. I’m staying here. I’m happy here, without you.”

“But I’m not!” He was speaking far too loudly, almost shouting in his earnestness. “Y/N, I love you!”

“You shattered my heart.” There was a chill to your voice that had never been directed at Grian before, and he stepped back. “There’s no room left there for you. I am happier and stronger without you.”

Turning, you began to leave.

“Y/N, wait!” He called out behind you. You heard the flutter of wings as he rushed forward, and you turned for a moment to glare at him. Grian shrunk back, but didn’t back down. “I’ve searched every server to find you. Please! Just give me a chance?”

You laughed. “You had every chance. You chose Mumbo and Scar, remember? I’m sure they’re waiting for you at home. Just leave, Grian.”

His head dropped, and he looked so sad you almost pitied him. “They’re… We’re not together anymore. They were never my first choice. It was always you, Y/N.”

It tore at your heart, the way your former friend looked back up at you. Grian reached out a hand again, tears plainly welling in his eyes. “Please, Y/N. I need you.”

And yet you set me to the side, every time. The words echoed in your brain, though you couldn’t bring yourself to say them out loud. “I’m not leaving my home. Goodbye, Grian.”

Turning once again, you didn’t hear any further pleads he may have made. Pulling out your communicator, you tabbed over to the map and began to return home.

[moriiartist]

GIMME SUGAR!

۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ PAIRING \ C!Grian x GN!Reader, C!Xisumavoid x GN!Reader

۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ SYNOPSIS \ How a few of our favorite block men would make your Valentine’s Day special.

۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ WARNINGS \ N/A

۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ A/N \ I know, I know- I’ve been MIA for a while. However! I have cooked up something short, sweet, and extra fluffy for Valentine’s day, so I hope you all enjoy this rare treat! (I may or may not be dying, but it’s fine :])

GRIAN

Grian doesn’t do anything in half measures, and Valentine’s Day is no exception.

Dresses up so fancy for you.

I’m talking button-up shirt with the cashmere vest, heart-shaped glasses, and the shiniest accessories a pesky bird can get his hands on.

First thing in the morning, he’s knocking on your door- or, if that doesn’t work, your bedroom window- with a basket full of your favorite treats and his very biggest smile :)

It doesn’t matter if you’re a morning person or not, he is determined to spend as much time with you as physically possible; what else would he be doing? Finishing his base, like a loser?

Think: Grian bundling you tight to his chest as he takes you on a sunset flight, weaving through the sky just to laugh at you when you shriek, and feel his heart beat harder in his chest when you smile at him in that half-exasperated half-fond way.

Think: Grian doing anything to earn a smile, from reciting the cheesiest pick-up lines he can think of to blasting your favorite music and singing along with you.

Think: Grian dropping you off at your base, only for you to pull him into a long, slow kiss. When the two of you part, he’s bright red and grinning like an idiot.

He’s your idiot, though, and don’t you forget it.

XISUMAVOID

As the server admin, Xisuma is very busy, but he always makes time for you.

He picks you up from your latest project at dusk, his armor polished and elytra gleaming in the waking starlight; every inch a knight straight from the pages of a fairy-tale.

Xisuma greets you like one, too, pressing a featherlight kiss to your palm before he sweeps you away with a flicker of code.

Valentine’s Day is a moment where everything pauses, for the both of you. There are no obligations, no worries, nothing beyond the two of you.

Together.

Think: Xisuma tangling his legs with yours under the dinner table, attentive even though you’ve been talking for thirty minutes, and the food he’d prepared for you long gone.

Think: Xisuma allowing you to play with his hair as you make your way through a rom-com marathon, dryly critiquing the plots and characters until you’re a giggly mess.

Think: Xisuma watching you slowly fall asleep in his arms, still as a statue even though his legs have fallen asleep and you’re drooling a little bit onto his shirt.

He’ll take his time, if it’s for you.

[hermit-lover]

Hellooo I’ve come again to ask for another request since yours are still open!! :)) I can’t remember if I wrote this already but I loved the platonic xisuma oneshot you wrote and was gonna ask for another one but this time X asking Boatem to babysit the reader for the day and the reader and Boatem Crew getting into lots of shenanigans!! : DD thank you and have a good day/night!!

-🪨

Boatem Babysitters

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Character: Boatem x Child!Reader

Type: Series blurb (3) (3.3k)

Theme: Fluff, platonic

Summary: When Xisuma is needed off-world, its up to Boatem to keep you safe and entertained. Lets just say their better at one aspect than other.

TW: Mentions of respawn mechanic, panic, jokes about kidnapping

A/N: Lovely to have you back 🪨(Rock anon) :D. Boatem is not childproof at all, this is a horrible idea X, but some good shenanigans.

The sun was bright in the sky, hot rays basking your shoulders and cheeks. Squinting against the onslaught you toddled after your dad, following the familiar green armor. His hand tucked safely around yours. It always annoyed you that you couldn't feel all his skin this way, but the smooth cold press of the armor was welcome in the heat.

"You remember what I told you?" Dad asks suddenly, pausing before a strange splay of houses, with a pole of boats going into a large hole. The houses were mismatched but somehow felt woven together. The start to a large-chair? of rocks, what seems to be a mountain range, a factory? and a couple of homey looking houses. The scenery almost completely distracted you from the question, but you managed a response.

"Course!" You chirp back, eager to run around this new territory and touch EVERYTHING. A stern but gentle squeeze of your hand reminds you where you should be focusing.

"Can you repeat it?" He asks, quirking an eyebrow underneath his purple tinted visor. You've always wanted to try on his helmet, but he says its to delicate to play with. You sigh, dramatically.

"Behave, follow any orders they give, don't run away, don't eat food off the ground, and avoid nighttime and dark spaces." You recall the words he had engrained into you from the moment you had started getting other babysitters. Speaking of, the prospect of seeing the funny cat man, the bird, and the mustache man excited you. They had never babysat before!!! Maybe you could get away with not following some rules! Papa K was always quite strict when it came to enforcing things. Dad sighs, letting some tension drop from his shoulders and letting go of your hand.

"Good now-" He's cut of by the sound of rockets, and his head turns to follow the sound. Excitement rushes through you suddenly, and you cant hell but crane your neck to look for the source. A black blur swoops down, and lands clumsily onto the grass. Straightening out almost as if flustered.

"Sorry if I'm late! I got really into building and-" Its the mustache man!!! His posh accent contrasts dads own, and he sounds so fancy- paired with his suit- you want to have a tea party with him!!

"Your alright." Dad assures, "I was just going over the rules." He nudges you gently towards the mustache man. "Kiddo, this is Mumbo, Mumbo this is my kid."

Mumbo- but you prefer mustache, nearly stumbles over himself to offer you a handshake. Sort of silly, you think, because kids don't do handshakes, but it makes you feel special. His fingers are long, and very gentle and he shakes your hand softly. Theres a weird red stain on his palm, and when he pulls away you realize theres some on your own hand. Curiously, you sniff it- then sneeze harshly as dust infiltrates your nose.

"Ah- sorry!" He's wiping his hands down the front of his jacket now, smearing the red dust onto the black suit coat. You giggle at his antics. He flushes. "I-um Impulse and Grian should be here soon." He informs both you and Dad, but the words are instantly lost on you.

"What's your base?" You ask, tilting your head and trying your best to coax him with puppy eyes. Mumbo crumbles immediately.

"Uh well-" He turns to point at a weird...tree Gollum? Holding a van? "Thats my starter base- the tree is called Tereesa." That pulls a giggle from you. Tereesa- like tree- a smart name. He smiles, eyes crinkling and creating a sort of sparkle you enjoy. "-And that's the beginning to my mega base!" He's pointing to the big weird chair, but before you can ask-

"I'm here!" A loud voice announces behind you. You jump, spinning around and nearly crashing into Mumbo. Instantly hands clasp your shoulders to stop your decent. The voice belonged to the bird! Golden hair and bright red feathers glitter in the sun- he probably didn't need rockets to fly- which explained how he was so quiet.

"About time!" Dad scolds him, "I was waiting for at least two of you to be here- sure Mumbo could probably handle it but I like more eyes."

"Sorry X." The bird rubs the back of his neck, smiling sheepishly. "Well im here now! and so you can skaddle off to whatever important admin business and we!-" He leans towards you and Mumbo, nudging you with his elbow. "Will have a great time."

Dad pauses only a moment, squinting at the pair suspiciously before sighing and shaking his head.

"You better keep 'em safe- alright?" He asks, and the pair enthusiastically nod. "Okay- good bye hug." Dad opens his arms and you throw yourself in, nuzzling into his armor. A wave of sadness passes over you- and you lean back with puppy dog eyes.

"Do you have to leave?" You ask, his eyebrows furrow, but his eyes stay impossibly soft.

"I'm sorry Kiddo, I told you I'll be back before sundown." He reassures you, reaching forwards to pat you on the head. "Love you." He smiles.

"Love you too!" You respond enthusiastically, finally letting go and letting him stand. He pulls up his communicator- and is gone in a flash. The momentary silence is deafening.

"Sooooooooo..." The bird starts, "What do you want to do?" hmmm, what DO you want to do? You consider your options. You could....see their bases?

"Show me around?" You request, turning to face the pair. The bird looks enthused and Mumbo smiles as well.

"Course!- though thinking about it, maybe we should avoid the Boatem hole-" Mumbo trails off, thinking hard.

"Yes. We absolutely should avoid throwing Xisumavoid's child into the void." Another voice agrees from behind you- WHATS WITH IT AND PEOPLE APPROACHING FROM BEHIND???

You spin around, nearly knocking into the bird and Mumbo, who catch you again. This sight is very different- not the cat man but a new person! He has a yellow top hat, odd yellow suit, and a HUUGGGEEE purple bowtie. You almost want to ask if he got dressed in the dark!- but his eyes shine with amusement and affection, and his stance is casual. He smiles at you, offering you a handshake.

"Impulse- Wonderful to meet you." You reach for it immediately, his much larger hand easily grasping yours. Its warm and surprisingly smooth- but something odd presses between your palms-

You pull away and find a small hard candy in your hand. A gasp pulls from your throat before you realize it. Candy!!!! He gave you candy!!! Instantly he moves up the list of 'favorite people'.

"Oh c'mon Impulse thats a cheap move- buying favor with candy?" Bird man sounds disappointed, but you honestly couldn't care less. Impulse holds up his hands in surrender.

"If it works it works." and it works indeed.

"Thank you Mr.Impulse!" You chirp, remembering your manners before cramming the candy into your mouth. It's sweet and smooth, coating your tongue in mouth watering goodness. It's a flavor you can't quite place, but you don't care, its amazing. He chuckles, seeming amused by your reaction.

"Theres more where they came from." Impulse winks, and Mumbo stifles a laugh. His gaze snaps to the offending spoon. "What?"

"Sorry its just- your offering candy to a child you just met-" Mumbo breaks off into giggles and you gasp in realization. Your eyes widen and you stare at Impulse, gaping.

"Dad told me not to accept candy from strangers!!" You squeak, shuffling to frantically hide behind the pair.

"No no-" Impulse seems slightly panicked now, "I'm babysitting you just like those two- Xisuma trusts me." You just glare out from your spot behind Mumbo. He sighs, "Look, do you even know the bird's name?"

Hmmm....

oh.

"No...I guess I don't..." You squint at the bright red bird now, who squawks and glares at Impulse, before turning sheepishly around.

"I'm Grian." He offers a hand, its smaller then Mumbo's and Impulse's, but has a pointed claws extending from his nails. Your slightly worried he may hurt you- but hes extra careful to avoid that. Then, he spins around to face Impulse. "Now they know!" he declares, making the other shake his head fondly and approach.

"So whats the plan with activities?" Impulse asks, and you break into a grin.

"Show me your bases!!" You bounce on your toes, looking at the mismatched group excitedly. Nods all around.

"Mumbo's first!" Grian decides, grabbing said mans hand, and your own, to pull you towards the structure. Admittedly from afar it seemed quite cute- but as you approach...

Its large claws and gaping maw hang over you- its shadow completely consuming you and your small group. Instinctively, as Grian pulls you closer, you start to slow, tucking behind the cozy looking red sweater. The creature- Tereesa, as you learnt, stares down at you. Its beady eyes dig into your soul. Shivers run down your spine. Grian is talking, but the words are muddled compared to your heartbeat in your ears.

You jolt as a hand is delicately places on your shoulder.

"It's okay. It's just a build, it cant hurt you." Mumbo's voice is low, his grip tightening only a moment before releasing. The tension releases from your shoulders- right- just a fake tree.

"So what do you think?" Grian spins around with flourish, seemingly happy to take the role as tour guide. You fumble- having not payed attention.

"Its cool!" You nod, hoping your convincing enough "Sorta scary." he nods, too enthralled to notice anything wrong- but Impulse laughs under his breath.

"Next we should go see Scar's!" Grian declares, the other two nodding along. But this begs the question-

"Who's Scar?" You ask, Grian looks offended- but Impulse cuts him off.

"I think you call him 'Cat man?'" He tilts his head, watching to make sure it's correct. You gasp- of course!! Jellie!!! You bounce excitedly.

"Yea! I wanna see Jellie!!"

"Oh- so you know his cats name but not his?" Impulse laughs, nearly knocking off his top hat as he leans back. You glare, crossing your arms.

"He never told me his name! And Jellie likes me so I like her and want to know her name!" You defend immediately- and its true!! When Jellie had escaped she had spent her afternoon basking in the sun on your lap while you colored outside. When the cat man had found you two he was so frazzled he didn't introduce himself! Now you'll remember. "Can we go see Jellie??" "Of course!" Grian chirps, butting in. "I'm sure Scar will be delighted to show her off- she's practically his prized possession!" His wings flare out- but he catches himself. "Right-can't fly-" He murmurs, offering you his hand. You eagerly accept, threading your fingers together, then sticking your other hand out. You fumble. You have two hands...but there's three people! What happens now? Mumbo steps forwards, accepting your hand, and, seemingly sensing your distress, offers his other hand to Impulse. Who shakes his head, but accepts. Now satisfied, you tug the line forwards. Scar's base turns out to be the series of houses, a winding path beginning to be strung amongst the homey, pointed roof houses. The color pallet of reds, browns, blues and grey blends into a pleasant environment of peace and warmth. The roofs in particular catch your eye- copper! It was easy to find, but apparently really annoying to make the nice blue Scar had. There was so much of it! Scar must be super cool!! Thankfully- instead of sneaking up on you like the others- you notice Scar immeditly. He to wore a top hat, but his was a lovely shade of red compared to Impulse's bright yellow. A matching suit, and monocle. What's with people and dressing so fancy here? Then, just as you had noticed him, he notices you. "Well hello there!" He calls, waving with the hand not on his cane. Not wanting to let go of any hands, you tug forwards. Your group shuffles towards him as he strides to meet you. "What's with this little entourage-hm? Getting up to some mischief?" The words are accusatory, but the sparkle in his eye and gentle smile tells you that even if it was the case, he wouldn't be mad. "No Mr. Scar, we're here to see Jellie!" You inform him, practically vibrating with excitement. "I like your base! Lots of blue copper!" "Thank you, thank you." His infectious smile grows at the compliment, and blush dusts his cheeks. "And it would be my absolute pleasure to present lady Jellie-" He bows, gesturing into the very house he exited from. Peering inside- you spot her! Fluff curled up on a plush couch just inside. Unable to help yourself you squeal, letting go of your new friends to dash inside- minding to wipe your shoes to not track mud onto the carpet. At the commotion, she lifts her head, blinking sleepily.

"Hi Jellie- remember me?" You blink back, grinning at the small creature. She perks, letting out a long thrill. You reach a hand to cart if through her soft fur- giggling when she presses into the touch eagerly. Her wide green eyes watch you contently, pupils wide and comfortable. Scar always took such good care of her- her fur was free from tangles, and she smelt vaguely of flowers. You pet behind her ears, and enjoy the purrs that vibrate her small body. "She likes you a lot." Scar's voice rumbles behind you, gentle enough to not startle. It's almost reminiscent of Jellies purring with the sheer amount of fondness it's laced with. "I like her a lot." You respond, craning you neck to glance at the fancy man. He grins widely at you. "Are you planning to spend all your time here cuddling Jellie?- Not that I'd object to it, certainly makes our job easier." Ah so he was told. You hum, genuinely considering it. You liked Jellie a lot! But...there was more bases...so many cool things to see... "Sorry Jellie, but I think I want to keep exploring." You tell the cat, watching her watch you. She meows, and you'd like to think she's saying 'Go have fun!' With that you stand, turning and offering your hand to Scar. "Okay- I want to see Impulse's base now" Scar's hand is warm, calloused and scarred skin odd against your own, but he's so careful and sturdy in a way that's distinctly him. You don't mind. The group is still waiting, stopping their conversations at the sight of you and Scar. Then, you notice another problem. You had two hands, as did Mumbo, Grian, and Impulse- but due to Scar's cane he could only hold one hand! and if he was holding yours- he couldn't hold someone else's! But...you didnt want to NOT hold his hand.... Before you can worry any longer Grian accepts your hand, taking Mumbo's, and then Mumbo holds Impulse's. The line is a lot more uneven this way...but it solves your problem! "So you said you wanted to see Impulse's base, but I think we should stop at Pearls before- she'll want to say hi!" Scar informs you, and you nod along. Pearl..thats such a pretty name! Maybe..

"Is her base the purple one?" You ask, and Scar nods. Excitement sparks, its such a good color!! "That's a great idea Scar." Mumbo adds, making the other man beam. "Hey- I'm the tour guide!" Grian objects, "Maybe I'll just avoid Pearl's base completely in protest!" "Well that wouldn't be very nice!" A new voice cuts in, and you realize abruptly you were basically already there. Their bases were so close together!! You squint for the new person, and find a lady leaning against the fence of her porch, watching the group with a smile. "Hi!" You greet, waving your hand, still clasped with Scar's. Your toothy smile clearly catches on, and she grins back. "Heya Kiddo!" Skipping her steps, she effortlessly strides to you. "Want a tour?" Its clearly mostly to annoy Grian- but you cant help the excitement. "Yea!!!" You nod enthusiastically, and he huffs, releasing your hand to allow you accept Pearls. Her hand is soft, but still bore the marks of tons of building- like Scar or Papa K's. As she gently guides you to her garden you decide you like it. The garden is a wide range of flowers all in bloom, purples, reds, yellows, blues, pinks- every color imaginable!! You want to touch them- but the fear of breaking the delicate blossoms holds you back. Pearl begins to name them, pointing to each and explaining a bit about them. Her voice is soothing, but carries and energy to keep you from falling asleep. As the sun beats overhead, and the gentle breeze ruffles your hair, you cant picture a more perfect day- A loud yelp makes you jump. You spin around, terror clutching you for a moment. Your original group had wandered a bit, until lingering around the large tower of boats and pit. Impulse, Mumbo, and Grian. Where was Scar? Horror clutches you as you notice his hat at the edge of the hole- and you lunge forwards before you can think. Your legs carry you quickly, and you skitter to a stop, landing harshly on your knees. Reaching to pick up the hat and peer in. Did he fall in? Was he okay? Why wasn't anyone doing anything? When your unable to see him down the hole, you lean further, peering into the dark depths below. Further...just a touch more- The ground under your left hand crumbles- and the sudden lack of support sends you forwards- For a second you feel weightless, fear clouding your mind and tears springing to your eyes- Wind whips by- Then your abruptly caught- slight pain pulling in your shoulders at their newfound strain. "I've got you-" A voice growls, labor clear. Your tucked into a chest- immediately burring into the soft material- and your brought to the surface. The grass under your feet has never felt more reliving. Knees buckling, you bring your savior down with you. "You're okay." A hand pats your head, the voice rumbling the chest you were clinging to. "You're safe."

Slowly, your heart slows, and the tears fade, while your limbs still shake- confidence begins to dribble back. Eventually, you lean back, blinking up at the person who caught you- Grian. His eyebrows are drawn into a worried expression, but he smiles upon seeing your face. "That was scary, huh?" you nod in agreement, sniffling. "Where is Scar?" You ask, still caring despite the shock of the event. Grian chuckles, clearly still recovering himself. "Don't worry, he's okay- he's back home." "B-but why was his hat here?" You ask, now searching for the offending garment. "Uh- well- Xisuma can explain later." He promises, seeming to awkwardly avoid the topic. Not want to cause any more stir, you simply nod, vowing to remember to ask later. Mumbo appears in your vision, and offers a hand. You take it, letting him basically pull you to your feet. The rest of your group lingers nearby, clearly wanting to approach, but also wanting to give you space. They all apologize, check in to make sure your okay- and Impulse gives you more candy. Then, a small warping noise. You gasp, spinning excitedly to see him. Dad stands right where he left, having just warped back from where he was. He spots you as well- and you waste no time in launching yourself at him. "DAD!" You squeal, letting your self burry into his chestplate. You wish it was the soft material of his shirt- but when he hugs back you deem it okay for now. "Hey kiddo!" He greets, voice tired, but warm. "How was your day with Boatem?" "I nearly fell into a big hole!" "You What."

[grassyhorizon45]

Tadaaa~ Did chu notice the tiny text at the bottom ehe

Hi! I'm Qi :) Feel free to send me any requests.

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[fictionkinfessions]

I just put in Grian in Google to find some fanart and the first thing that I see pop up in the suggestions is "Grian x reader"

NOOOOO not even Grian is safe from selfshippers (I have nothing against selfshippers I just found this one very weird. Partly because he's a real person partly because he's one of my kins)

~C!Grian life series #😺✨

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[pseudoartistpostsstuff]

Can I request a Yandere!Impulse x Reader fic? preferably male reader but idm if not. In terms of plot, can you write something where he stalks the reader + takes pictures of them, and the reader ends up finding his 'collection' of photos. If not then just general yan hcs or smth is fine! Ty - 🌠 (Stargazer Anon)

First of all, thank you for being my first request, stargaze anon :]

Notes: I'm gonna pretend I'm confident in writing this. It's probably gonna be ooc and for that I am very sorry 😭

Already letting you guys know I am new to Tumblr and also sorry if there are any errors.

Yes, "chat" are viewers, this is C! and not CC! I don't do yandere content creators. Minecraft is real in this, please understand my logic here.

I meant for it to be male reader, I swear, but since I was sleepy at the time I wrote, it ended up being in a headcannon type of way, which means almost no dialogue so the gender is not mentioned. I also write in second person a lot so there's also that.

TWs: Yandere, probably ooc Impulse, stalking, kidnapping and someone taking pics of you.

C! Yandere ImpulseSV x Reader

What fear of rejection can cause

The first time Impulse caught a glimpse of you was during 3rd life.

His first feeling towards you was confusion. You were collecting wood at a random forest just by the time he was passing by it, some people would call it fate.

You were talking to your chat, small creatures that resembled allays, each of them with different personalities and distinguishing features. It took him a few seconds to remember who you were, he had never seen you before, having found out about you through Grian when he told everyone he had invited an old friend of his to the 3rd life server. Looking briefly over your features which matched with the ones his avian friend mentioned was all it took for him to shrug it off, not yet deeming you an enemy.

As expected from him, he went to chat with you, introduce himself and link a face to a name. Your chat seemed pleasantly surprised with his sudden appearance, excitedly chirping while spinning around your head and his, their little sounds unintelligible to his ears even though you could hear them yell his name very clearly. Impulse caught on to what they were doing quickly, having already gone through the same situation many times with other people. He smiled at the small beings and waved.

The first conversation of you guys was okay, awkward, if you were to describe it as anything else. After that the both of you just decided to keep to yourselves, having mutual allies and friends who kept you two together, sometimes saying "hi" when you crossed paths. Nothing else was going on between you other than that.

Impulse was curious, something about you just wouldn't let him be in peace.

Sure, you guys didn't quite click when you first met, but there had to be something about you, right? Grian was friends with you for years, the others, your newfound friends, seemed to nearly mirror Grian's bond with you despite having just met you, despite not knowing you as long as he did.

Impulse should have been guilty, it couldn't have been right to follow you around like that, in secret even. But to be fair, he was guilty at the start. He even gave up following you the first time he decided to do so, but the second time… The second time he figured he had a reasonable excuse. He wanted to know more about you so that the awkwardness wouldn't happen the next time he tried to befriend you! So that you guys would click like you did with the others, you eventually would.

Hesitation kept him from even approaching you, he got used to just seeing you interact with the world and the others around you from an outsider's point of view and imagining himself going through such situations with you according to that. He didn't want to ruin the fantasy or his chance at befriending you, he knew you were a kind person, but one could only ruin so many chances, so for now, he would stick to learning more about you.

At first, this was all there was to it, curiosity, then, you started seeming like such a good friend! Perhaps your kindness was what charmed him even more, treating his friends kindly brought you some extra points in his book, the one you knew nothing about.

Kindness could only get you so far, you had come across Etho as he was messing with redstone, the redstone Impulse recognized as the bunch he had brought to him. You seemed very interested in the ore, asking a lot of questions, questions Impulse himself could have answered to you had you just directed them to him, him and not Etho. Still, a victory was a victory. The still hidden man quietly cheered behind some random bush as you two spoke, too engrossed in the matter to notice a grown man almost jumping around in giddiness as he found out a new thing you two had in common. Something that could possibly bring you two together!

All good things must come to an end. It was hard seeing you reach your red life and die before him and not even be able to help you, the only thing he was able to do was avenging you, bringing your killers down. Still, it was all fun and games between friends, that was, before he noticed that was it. You weren't a hermit, you were on this series because of Grian but Xisuma was the admin of the Hermitcraft server, the things there were different and Grian could only do so much considering Xisuma didn't have the least of clues about who you were.

When that dawned on him, all hell broke loose, you guys weren't close enough to keep contact and neither was it normal for him to just ask his friends what server you were at currently or for your communicator ID. As much as he could do so, he also just couldn't, or at least that's what his brain told him. Was this what fear of rejection felt like?

He brainstormed a plan right off the bat. He had to convince Xisuma to white list you. And the most natural way for doing so was to bring your mutual friends to convince him. All members from 3rd life, that was enough to bring you back to his reach, where he could learn about you, much to his delight. Keeping you at arm's length was just way safer than letting you wander around servers he didn't trust or know.

At this point, he couldn't quite deny anymore that something was wrong. Despite trying over and over to think about it from all perspectives, the way things were going was alarming, at this point even you could feel something was wrong. Feeling eyes on you even while you were inside your base, in a peaceful server like Hermitcraft, it couldn't have been normal.

The pile of excuses became bigger as Impulse's pupils dilated in pure affection, snapping the picture of a perfect moment, the very first one of many to come, a soft smile blossomed at his face along with redness following from his cheeks to the tip of his ears as you brought your first pet home, smiling from ear to your beloved animal's form despite whatever it was. He wished he could have had that memory with you, that was the excuse, not only was it a one time thing but it was also important to him, the photo would work as a memory of you together. Despite him not actually being there, he decided to delude himself to believe it was like he was there anyway, taking a selfie with you as if you were aware of his presence.

Only, it wasn't a one time thing.

He had a whole collection.

It was only right, right? It's not like you can only have one single memory and call it done. Memories are supposed to be kept in group, it's a prettier word when said in plural! That's actually something you said once, he wrote it down in his little notebook of you.

That's what he would have told you to defend himself when you first saw his special 'collection of memories'.

You stared at the many pictures of you in the chest. It was a double chest full. of. pictures. of. you.

You rested your face against the palm of your hands, releasing the wooden lid which closed with a soft thud. You didn't mean to find this chest, you didn't even remember what you had come here for in the first place. The first question that went through your mind was how on earth did he have the time to take all of those pictures, like, what. Then, the other questions flooded in, your mind felt like it was imploding, how were you even supposed to approach this matter with him? You weren't even close, acquaintances at best!

You looked up again for a moment, the lid of the chest had a faint engraving, one you didn't even notice when you came looking around for- Whatever you came here looking for, was it redstone? You were partially sure Mumbo had told you earlier Impulse would have loads of it and not have any problem with trading it with you for something else. That's what you wandered here for, you just wanted to grab the redstone and leave a note and some diamonds, this turned dark pretty quick.

"My favorites <3" Read the engraving, a little heart crudely drawn at the end of the sentence. That explained why every single one of the photos seemed to have little hearts drawn all over them. You confirmed your theories as you opened the lid again with shaking hands, hearts of varying shapes, sizes and colors on each picture. With a scowl, you scrunched up your nose as you noticed something.

"Bro didn't even get my best angle"

The sound of a wooden door opening made you panic, silently but quickly closing the chest you were looking at and opening the one right by the side of it, almost sighing in relief as you saw it was full of ores and redstone, exactly what you had come here looking for.

The person seemed to pause at the door for a solid second before speaking. "[Name]? Hey- What are you doing here?" Hearing the familiar voice and looking behind you confirmed your suspicions of the person in question being Impulse himself, you catched him glancing at the chest right by your side as you turned around, his nervous smile dropping as he frowned, closing his eyes and taking a deep breath before speaking slowly. "How much did you see?"

You ran your hand through your hair, messing it up. "This chest," You pointed to the one you had just pretended you never opened while confessing you did. You didn't even know why you were the one confessing when you were supposed the one to be asking the questions here, then again this was the type of situation you never expected to be a part of, imagine being the victim! "Why- When did this even start?-" You barked questions at him as you moved to stand up. "This is creppy man! This is not okay."

"I'll explain everything, it's not like there's a lot to explain anyway… Just sit there, somewhere, make yourself comfortable."

With a bad feeling in your gut you moved to look for a place to sit, just now noticing how big of a place this was. It's impossible for Impulse to be able to function and have the time to not only stalk you but also build such things, this base seemed like one of his biggest he had ever done, even if more hidden than normally.

You turned around for a moment, the shock distracting you mind for just enough time to feel a sudden pain at the back of your head and black out, almost hitting the floor before Impulse caught you and sat you down at a couch, the softest one in there and his personal favorite.

He sighed in relief, calmly walking a few steps back and dropping his axe back in his inventory, as if he had not just hit you with it's handle. He stoped close to the door, pressing a button that made his redstone circuit work, successfully locking the only entrance to his house, and the only exit, too.

Good thing he thought ahead and hid his actual favorite photos well, well enough so you didn't see them yet, he would show them to you later, sure, but right now it wouldn't be a good start to your new relationship. He hoped you would be quick to accept this new "arrangement". It's not like he's letting you go soon, anyway.

No, no. Not really. Now he has all the time in the world to get closer to you, he made sure to fill this new house of the both of you with all sort of things he knew you liked. Now he has all the chances in the world to befriend you without awkwardness, eventually it's gonna be impossible to feel awkward with him when he's the only one you have to talk to, right?

Maybe meeting him at the forest really was fate, probably a warning, one you disregarded.

[shepard-ram]

Can I request a dsmp!reader and Grian fluff drabble? If not please just ignore this :]

-🧚🏽

*Crawls out of my rat cave* *places on the floor* *skitters back into my rat cave for 2-5 business days*

(Ps. this can be interpreted as either platonic or romantic)

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This was a great place to be. Hermitcraft. Less than wholesome things still happened, but the hermits always- always left with their bonds being the same, or even stronger. It was your happily ever after. So different to the Dream Smp, so different to your past. You had good friends here, ones you could entrust your life with. The types of friends who you never had to doubt rather or not they had your back.

"Hello- you doing anything important right now?"

Grian. You didn't have to face him to recognize his greeting. In many ways, you were identical. His past was similarly not the happiest tale. And yet, he still had people there through the dark times. And in the end he ended up here, surrounded by comfort and the surefire feeling of family. Maybe that's why he instantly glued himself to your side when you first got here. Shaking like a leaf at anything and everything. Even now you were still inseparable.

"Nope, even if I was I'm too intrigued by whatever you're about to say"

"Good, do you want to go cause some problems?"

"Do I even need to respond?"

"Not at all, let's go."

[dodo-begone]

Two Birds

Pairing: Grian x Winged!Reader

Request: spare some grian content???? grian with a winged s/o,,,,what shenanigans would they get upto-👑

Word count: 800

Okay so let’s get the cute basic stuff laid out. The “well that’s obvious” type stuff before we get to the cooler stuff.

You two obviously cuddle and preen together. Birds and bird hybrids that befriend anything will preen their friends. Doesn’t even matter if they’re a bird or not, bird see friend and bird clean by preen. Cleaning is a form of love for them! Helps keep you healthy!

So the preening is a cute little couple thing you two do together. Yes, you two preen your friends occasionally, but it’s mostly between you two. Plus you only preen your friends’ hair. Wing preening is only done between couples.

On an almost daily occurrence, you two will go out flying together. Not just a flying trip from project to project. No, this is more for relaxation. A journey with no set destination. All that matters is the journey you two have. Time is almost always made for this activity.

When Grian starts to get too focused into a project to the point of not taking a break or gets frustrated, you always bring up flying around to let him get his frustrations out. It’s something to help stretch some of those muscles that’ve been tensed up.

Intentionally or unintentionally, you two almost always do a “wing bump” when you walk by each other. It’s like a little high-five, should bump or arm bump when you walk by a friend. Though it’s more of a gentle bump or brush by. A quiet way of saying “Hey there!” and “I know you!”. With wings, it adds “I love you” onto that unspoken message.

Sunbathing is also an activity the two of you do often. Waking up and having the sunbeams greet you and warm you up for the day to come? Yeah that’s nice and all but going to sleep in the sunlight is so much more comforting. The soft heat from the sun warming your feathers and skin, slowly enticing you to the gentle embrace of sleep. Having a sleeping buddy to sunbathe with just makes the experience so much better. You get a buddy to talk with and enjoy the beams while relaxing.

Though what mostly happens is that you go with Grian to help on a project and you end up sleeping in the sunlight because of how long he just goes at it. He’ll spend hours just straight working on it, perfecting every build and prank. That can get rather tiring and boring, no matter who you’re with. A little sleep never hurt anybody.

Your sleeping actually forces Grian to take a break sometimes. That or he keeps a closer eye on your and the surroundings.

As a bird you should be able to keep an eye on your surroundings with that funky brain behavior but you’re half human so that just takes out that ability. It’s pretty much unusable or not there at all. So that leaves you vulnerable. You sleeping leaves your safety up to those around you and Grian is more than happy to take up that responsibility.

If either of you wants more attention in public or get a bit jealous because why is your partner speaking to someone else right now? Attention is required! From an outside view, most of the behavior to catch a partner’s attention is “cute” and not seen as rude at all. Which is nice and refreshing. They see it more as romantic or as a “couple” thingy.

One method to get your partner’s attention is to chirp and make some other cute bird noises. Another is to just cuddle/lean on the partner. It's just the lovey dovey stuff couples do. Bird hybrids just make it cuter.

You can’t have bird hybrid headcannons without the mating rituals. The singing, dancing, gifting and home building. It’s just a thing that has to be done!

So obviously when Grian is feeling more energetic that day, he’ll dance around to express his feelings. You’re more than happy to join him. Sometimes he does it just to impress you. Look at this cool dance move he can do! He’s so cool.

Must I even explain the gifting and house building? It’s just in his nature already. Adding bird doesn’t change this behavior much. If anything, it just makes it more prominent. Well, prominent isn’t the word. More of an issue, for lack of a better description.

Parrots in minecraft dancing? Implementing that behaior into Grian? Absolutely adorable. Almost the moment music starts Grian’s dance moves make an appearance. No matter how small the moves are, he’s shuffling around and bopping his head to the beat. Maybe even singing along. You do the same and it’s an adorable bonding activity for the two of you.

The others totally play music around you two to get y’all started. It’s a fun prank idea for them and it ends so wholesomely! Why would someone not do it just to see the two of your laughing together?

[moriiartist]

I JUST SAW THIS AND I??? G0RE??? HELLO????? I AM MELTING INTO MY SEAT EXCUSE ME???????

Fr tho this is really good, give it a read!

Ello! Was wondering if you could write something with mumbo? Maybe where the reader is grian's or scar's sibling and mumbo has been pining for them for a looooong time? Grian/scar and the rest of the boatem crew trying to set them up and leave them together every chance they get? Just a bunch of fluffy silliness (bonus points if the reader is really shy and knows a bit of redstone)

Wingman (Literally and Figuratively)

Pairing: Mumbo x Reader / Grian + Sibling!Reader

Genre: Romantic Fluff

Warnings: Just sweet 'ol fluff, Mumbo is trying his best.

A/N: Thank you for requesting this..its such a sweet idea! I'm still figuring out how to lay these fics out so bare with me! I might change the lay out of this bit here and there. Also every fic and headcanon will be gender neutral pronouns! However if I slip up, feel free to correct me, im used to writing for female readers. ALSO ! I'm currently on a new phone and it's super hard to get used to typing on it, so apologies for any mistakes!

Also this ENDED UP SO MUCH LONGER..sorry if you wanted something shorter, I got carried away

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Mumbo couldn't believe he was doing this, out of everything he could be doing, he was here, knocking on Grian's door and  fidgeting with his tie nervously. Sweat beginning to appear on his forehead as he shifted his weight from one foot to another, he was a mess...he knew this, everyone else probably knew this, but who better to ask for advice than their brother.

Of course, he was so caught up in his internal debate, that he didn't hear the door open, and out stepped a tired looking Grian, hand rubbing his eye slowly as his wings slowly stretched.

"Mumbo, what on earth are you doing? It's 3am and I'm pretty sure you should be sleeping, we've got a Boatem meeting later."  He spoke, voice slightly raspy from waking up, eyes tiredly looking up at the taller mustached man.

"Ah well yanno, couldn't sleep so just thought I'd pop by and talk...about stuff..that won't actually let me sleep until I speak about it. Yanno?" Mumbo replied,  voice wavering here and there as his nerves got the better of him, why was this so hard? Suck it up!

Grian just blinked, raising a brow and stepping aside, motioning for Mumbo to follow, which he did, albeit hesitantly.

"So Mumby Jumby, what did you want to talk about so badly that you're awake still? You're usually more organised than this...sometimes" Grian hummed, sitting down on a table and lazily resting his chin in his palms, Mumbo sitting down after, "Uh your sibling actually, yeah uh so about them..I might have a slight tiny miniscule crush on them and you're my best friend and I thought id pop by and tell you" sputtered a ever increasingly flustered Mumbo, his eyes landing anywhere but his feathered friend before he heard a loud scoff from him.

"Mumbo, first of all, that's a lie, you're literally like a lost little puppy when they're around and all of us can tell you are absolutely infatuated, also I doubt you came here just to tell me, if it helps...I kinda think it's sweet, this whole puppy love you two got going on" he teased, grin widening as he smirked over at Mumbo, his friends face red as redstone, "Besides if it helps, there's a reason why they started to learn how redstone stuff works and suddenly kept asking you for opinions" He added, shrugging his shoulders.

He knew it was a mutual feeling between his sibling and his friend, all the Boatem and beyond knew, it was painfully obvious to everyone, even Scar of all people knew about it, so hearing Mumbo finally admit it was a relief, maybe the man wasn't as far gone into being stubborn as he thought.

"Oh. Well that- I mean, I? Uhhh.." He trailed off, words struggling to be formed as he cleared his throat, "Right yeah! I thought you would of reacted differently,  glad I'm not going to be fried over lava or anything but yes..look, I need some help, mate. I dunno how to tell them and I-" He got cut off, mouth open, by Grian shoving some bread in right in Mumbo's mouth.

"Don't worry, leave that to me, yeah? I've got this in the bag, pal. Just go back home, get some sleep and turn up to the meeting. On a different note, if you do hurt them in any way, I might just make a hobby out of murdering you" Grian hummed, his tone playful but with a threatening edge to it, the cogs in his brain already turning as he formed plans to help, he knew Mumbo would probably chicken out, so this way he had no choice. And before Mumbo knew it, Grian had effortlessly picked him up, and carried him outside before closing the door and quickly bidding the other man goodnight.

Well...that went well, off back home he went then, his mind slightly cleared as he eventually tucked himself in and dozed off.

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...

Mumbo woke up ever so excited for the meeting, a prep in his step until he remembered a few hours ago, eyes widening as he scrambled to get ready, fetching neat but casual clothes and fixing up his hair, oh my god why did he let Grian plan this, this was either going to work a miracle or cause hell- he wasted no time in grabbing his elytra and some rockets before zooming off to the Boatem hole, fearing for what his bird hybrid pal has got up his sleeves.

...

...

"Hello?" He called out, messily skidding to a halt just before the edge of the void, being careful not to land on the minecarts or the redstone bouncing minecart contraption he had made.

It was empty, at least he thought so until you came along, head peeking out from behind a slime block, hair messy and a dopey grin on your face

"Oh hey Mumbo!" You called out, giving him a large grin as you stood up, redstone dust sprinkled over your clothes and some smeared on your face as you wiped your hands on your shirt, not caring about it being dirty. "Are...you okay? You haven't said a word, if it helps uh, the meeting wasn't important, just checking in on everyone and the gigabase stuff" you said as Mumbo snapped out of whatever trance he was in, shaking his head and waving his hands dismissively with a light chuckle, walking around over to where the other was before remembering you had asked a question, "Yeah! Yeah I'm uh yeah I'm alright, just dandy! Yep! I'm okay, what are you uh, up too?" He asked, the man trying his best not to get flustered at the fact he knew Grian had purposefully made the meeting early, which meant everyone else was in on it too. Pesky bird.

Nonetheless he watched you tinker with some redstone when he realised just why you were doing it, "Oh my god, someone messed the redstone up already? Man, I spent ages on that.." He pout, before kneeling down and examining the damage, seems like you had already done a good job at fixing it, just a bit of redstone and slimeblocks and it'd be good as new. Impressive!

You chuckled, shaking your head, "No clue who, it was like this before the meeting started, but it's fine, I uhh..knew you spent a lot of time on it so I thought it'd be nice to try and fix it myself! I've been learning redstone so I can help you out, I know it's hard doing it on your own." You explained, eyes going back over to the mess as you kept working, oblivious to Mumbo basically giving you heart eyes, the man was practically melting at the thought of you learning redstone just to help him out, so much so, he felt now would be better time than ever, it was just you two here, no distractions, no Boatem shenanigans, everything was in place..maybe Grians plan wasn't too bad after all.

"Soooo...I was wondering.." He trailed off, averting his eyes away from you and fiddling with his tie as he took a deep breath, "Are you uh free? Tomorrow I mean, I just thought we could uh, hang out..and I'd even treat you to lunch and dinner too if you'd like, my treat obviously"

Silence...

He nervously looked over at you to see you staring at him, eyes blinking before grinning bashfully, pink rushing to both your cheeks as you finally replied, "Mumbo if I didn't know any better, I'd think you're asking me on a date. Which I uh suppose I wouldn't say no too." You said, quickly distracting yourself with going back to work, leaving Mumbo in stunned silence briefly, "wait really? I mean woo! Yeah, its uh, yeah it's a date!" He stammered, words rushing out and his voice definitely cracking, the man didn't expect that at all, he was ready to face rejection. What he also didn't expect was for you to stand up and hug him. "Mumbo you're a mess." You snickered, his face only getting redder as he hesitantly hugged back, any words he could say were gone. Resting his chin on your head he gave a happy hum.

And of course their moment was short lived as from under the boatem hole came laughter, before Grian, Impulse, Scar and Pearl came flying out from underneath, each of them wearing a wide grin, Grian wiggling his eyebrows playfully at the duo who were still attached to each other.

"I might start my war, hate and plants arc if you guys don't bugger off, I can't believe you guys hid under the boatem hole.." came a playfully annoyed Mumbo,

"Welp, that's our que to leave, have fun on your little date you two! No hand holding before marriage" came a teasing comment from Scar before him and the others flew off giggling.

Mission success?

[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. 

[womburt]

Hi! Saw that writing requests were open so I was wondering if I could request a reader x mumbo oneshot? :)

Something about maybe having a lazy morning where the reader and mumbo just stay in bed a bit longer and cuddle and talk about random stuff? Could maybe end with grian and/or scar busting in their house because they need mumbo's help with something and mumbo not wanting to get up and being all grumpy. Just a bunch of fluff with a bit of humor :D

reader with they/them pronouns!

A Lazy Morning with Mumbo; C. Mumbo x Reader

Hi Anon! I literally wrote this as soon as I read your message because I was so excited! Thank you for sharing your request with me! Hope you enjoy :-)

*Warning! This fic contains profanity and descriptions of (mostly healed) burn/injury! Don’t read if this could upset you!

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It was the sunlight on their forehead that pulled Y/n out of their slumber.

It crept in through the open window, landing all over their wooden flooring, and stretching all the way to their bed. It fell over their body in sheets of warmth, dusting the high points of their nose and cheeks. Y/n couldn’t help but recoil from the rays, pulling their sheets up to bury their face. 

There was a weight wrapped around Y/n’s waist, which shifted a bit when they moved. A hand found its way to the sliver of their skin that was exposed underneath the covers. Rough fingers, scarred from years of gloveless redstone-ing, gently stroked their torso, finding solace in the way that they rose and fell with each inhale and exhale.

Y/n could almost feel themself begin to fall back asleep when a form shifted behind them. A strong nose pressed into the nape of their neck, warm breaths on the backside of their jaw. His mustache was the most noticeable change, now tickling that sensitive part of their neck. 

Y/n crinkled their nose and reached a hand back to find his face. Their palm landed somewhere near his temple, judging by the feeling of thick hair under their fingertips. They ran their thumb over his hairline and felt him lean into their touch. 

“You’re tickling me.” They admitted quietly.

The breaths at their neck deepened when the form behind them let out a quiet laugh. The fingers at their waist halting their ministrations for half a second. 

“Sorry love.” 

His voice was groggy and wonderfully low - they always did love how he sounded when he first woke up. There was a certain rasp to it that was much more noticeable when he was tired. Y/n turned over to look at their lover, eyes falling on his face.

Mumbo’s eyes were still shut, dark eyelashes resting on the tops of his cheeks. His usually styled hair was messy with sleep, a cowlick sending it in multiple directions. He was smiling peacefully at them. Y/n’s hand found him again, this time resting under his jaw, their thumb on his tall cheekbone. They stroked the skin there comfortingly, reveling in the feeling. He opened his eyes slowly, holding their gaze as soon as he found it. 

“Good morning,” he greeted with that perfect morning-voice, and Y/n’s heart fluttered at the sound. They couldn’t help but scoot forward, burying their head into his chest. 

Aforementioned chest rumbled with a chuckle, strong arms wrapping around Y/n and pulling them impossibly closer to Mumbo. 

“How’d you sleep?” They asked into his sternum, voice muffled by the sweater he was wearing.

“Perfectly. Always perfect when I’m with you,” Mumbo answered honestly, resting his chin atop their head. Y/n would have rolled their eyes had they been open - the cheesiness too much to bear. Still, they couldn’t help but agree with him. Nights spent with Mumbo were always more desirable than nights spent alone. The man was a living teddy bear. 

“You’re such a flirt,” they teased, tangling their legs with his affectionately. 

If they’d been looking at Mumbo, they would have seen his cheeks flush a light pink. It didn’t matter how long they’d been together, Y/n could always reduce him to a blushing and word-fumbling mess. 

“Come ‘ere,” Mumbo mumbled, large hands searching for Y/n’s face, eventually landing on their jaw. He carefully guided their head away from his chest, angling it towards his own. Their eyes were open now, searching his expression for some kind of clue as to what he was doing.

Mumbo leaned down catching Y/n’s lips with his own. His hands cradled their face still, unwilling to let them go. Y/n followed his lead, gripping onto his sweater in an effort to keep him close. They sighed blissfully. 

He pulled away after a moment, placing another peck onto the tip of their nose, and eventually resting his forehead against theirs. 

“Do you want to live with me?”

Y/n’s eyebrows shot up at the question. From the way that they were positioned, they couldn’t get a good look at his face. They could, however, feel his fingers, which were drumming anxiously on the back of their neck. Y/n wondered if he even knew he was doing it. 

With the start of the season, they’d only really just begun to plan their main base, and they weren’t super attached to any of the ideas they’d had. The little starter home that the both of them were currently situated in had been their main priority so far. They knew Mumbo’s general plans for his future home, and truth be told, they had imagined how wonderful it’d be to wake up with him everyday. 

“You don’t have to say yes,” Mumbo interrupted their train of thought, nerves clearly getting the best of him. The finger drumming hadn’t quelled at all, seemingly even faster than before. Y/n quickly shook their head, reaching up to find his forearms. They held his arms, pulling his hands to eye level.

“I would love to. I know we could make something great together.” They answered assuringly before pressing a chaste kiss to his knuckles, taking note of the noticeably fresher scars found there. They’d have to brew him a healing potion later. 

Mumbo heaved a sigh of relief, dopey smile paired with a relax in his posture. Y/n hadn’t noticed how much he’d tensed his body up. 

“Absolutely. Absolutely we will make something amazing.” He affirmed, blushing furiously when they giggled at him.

“Don’t laugh. I wasn’t sure you’d say yes,” he scolded jokingly, pouting at them. Y/n muffled another laugh and slipped their fingers through his, squeezing his hand reassuringly.

“I can’t help it, you’re so cute when you’re nervous.” They smiled mischievously at him, shaking their head at the dramatic huff he replied with.

“Nervous? Says the one who could hardly speak the first time I kissed them.”

Y/n’s eyes went wide with offense, remembering exactly which event Mumbo was referring to. Their first kiss hadn’t exactly been expected on their end. Y/n could recall standing stock-still when he’d leaned down to press his lips to theirs. They’d been a flustered mess, and could hardly get a word out when he finally pulled away. 

“Rude!” They exclaimed in faux-offense, dropping his hands and looking at him with sad eyes.

Mumbo smirked victoriously, pinching their cheek and ignoring them when they attempted to slap his hand away.

“It’s a good thing you love me anyway,” he teased, pouting his lips mockingly. Y/n tried to frown at him, but couldn’t help the little grin from overtaking their expression.

“You’re lucky I do,” they chided, finally getting his hands off of their head.

“You are also lucky you haven’t lost your hands, with as poorly as you take care of them,” Y/n scolded, pulling Mumbo’s knuckles up in front of his eyes so that they could both see the recent injuries.

Mumbo grimaced at the sight, having forgotten to even clean them up last night. He’d been so excited to climb into bed and cuddle, he hadn’t thought to treat his wound first. Besides, this wasn’t the first time he’d postponed his own wellbeing to spend time with Y/n, and it certainly wouldn’t be the last. They were his priority, always. 

“It’s just a little burn, nothing to worry about.” Mumbo deflected, shrugging his shoulders, but not missing the look Y/n gave him.

“If you’d just wear your gloves, there wouldn’t be any burns,” Y/n reprimanded. Mumbo shook his head at them. They were right of course, but gloves always got in his way. He didn’t like the layer of fabric between him and his work, his contraptions always worked better when he built them with bare hands.

“That’s alright. You’ll just have to keep taking care of me.”

Y/n, realizing they weren’t getting anywhere with him, bit their lip and tried not to think about Mumbo’s knuckles. He rubbed his thumb on the back of their hand comfortingly, trying to draw their attention somewhere else.

Y/n stifled a yawn they didn’t know was coming, pulling Mumbo’s hand with them. 

“Still tired?” he asked, already knowing the answer.

Y/n nodded, allowing Mumbo to wrap them up in his arms again, the two resuming their hug from earlier. His fingers found their way into their hair, combing through it gently. Y/n sighed into his chest, basking in his familiar touch. 

Mumbo rested his head on top of theirs, breathing gently so as to not disturb his sleepy lover. If Y/n wanted to have a lazy morning, then who was he to argue? He could use the extra sleep anyway. Mumbo could never have enough rest.

He was halfway to falling back asleep when the crash of a door whipping open bomboarded his ears.

Underneath him, Y/n stirred uncomfortably, frowning at the sudden noise. Disappointed in their discomfort, Mumbo, turned to the source of the noise, prepared to tell whatever it was to screw off. 

“Mumbo! There you are! I’ve been looking for you for ages!” 

Mumbo groaned when Grian’s voice met his ears. He was smiling cheerily from the entranceway, hands thrown up in excitement. The shorter man was posed like a cartoon character, stance wide and face lit up with a wide grin. He was much too energized as far as Mumbo was concerned.

“It’s polite to knock,” Mumbo informed sarcastically, rolling back over towards Y/n, who’d curled even further into him than he’d originally thought possible. 

“Nonsense! How would I know you heard me? Better to just wake you up myself! Oh hello Y/n!” 

Grian’s voice grew louder as he approached, eventually sitting down on the bed and leaning over their intertwined forms. Mumbo peeked one eye open to see his friend smiling down at the two of them, uncaring of their tiredness. 

“Grian, do you think we could be left alone please?” 

Mumbo couldn't help the frustration that seeped into his voice, fatigue weighing on his ability to sugarcoat his feelings. Somewhere under the covers, Y/n giggled at his tone.

“Nope! You see, I…,” Grian trailed off, trying to figure out how to summarize his situation in a way that would express its direness, without sending Mumbo into a complete frenzy.

The mustached man raised an eyebrow at his friend, not exactly in the mood to entertain any convoluted stories. 

“Listen. There may or may not be a Wither at your vault.”

Mumbo’s eyes shot open, suddenly feeling very awake. 

“A what?! Where?!” He rose from his position, causing Grian to stand back up all together - the latter clearly intent on flying out of the room before Mumbo could yell at him.

“Well how else was I supposed to get in? Now come on, before it turns the spawn village to ash!”  Patting Mumbo on the top of his head like one would a child, Grian rushed to the door. 

“Goodbye Y/n!” He shouted, soaring off in the direction of the monstrosity he’d apparently created that morning.

“Damn bird,” Mumbo cursed, getting out of bed and searching for his wings. Mumbo quickly prepared himself to go clean up Grian’s disaster, but found his way back to Y/n. Leaning over them, Mumbo pressed a quick kiss to their forehead. Y/n smiled up at him in adoration.

“I’ll see you later?” They asked tentatively, soaking in the sweet look he gave them.

“Of course, sleep well,” Mumbo instructed, heading off to the door with a shake of his head. Y/n watched him fly off towards Grian, still wearing his pajamas like a grumpy old man on his way to yell at meddlesome kids. Their grumpy old man. 

They could get used to this.

[frog-writes-for-fun]

Grian x clingy reader ❤️ Reader can't help but always somehow snuggle up behind or with him and is very chaotic. The relationship is like "Reader no!" "Reader yES!" If that makes sense ●.●

I always see the reader having to restrain Grian’s chaos, so it was interesting to try writing him as the one having to keep the reader in check! I chose to focus more on the chaos than the clingy aspect, since I have some cuddle fics in the work and wanted something a little different, but I hope you’re happy with the result!

Chaos Couple

c!Grian x gn!Reader (romantic)

Summary: In your relationship, you’re the more chaotic partner! Sometimes Grian has to restrain your energy for a change.

Warnings: I don’t think any are needed!

Note: First season 9 fic! I’m excited to see how this goes!

Grian poked his head into iEnchant, quickly scanning the room. The only person inside was the owner, who was restocking the barrels of enchanted books. He waved to Grian, calling out a greeting.

Grian frowned as his gaze came to rest on Impulse. “Have you seen Y/N?” 

Impulse shook his head, looking thoughtful, then switched to a nod. “Yeah actually, I think they were heading around the lake towards spawn.” 

Grian’s face turned to one of panic. “Oh, void.” Without a farewell, he rushed out of Impulse’s shop. Frantically, he started flapping into the air, a few feathers drifting to the ground in his wake as Grian flew over the water to the rock that marked spawn.

Stumbling as he landed, Grian began searching, ducking in and around buildings. After taking a moment to catch his breath, he called out. “Y/N!” You didn’t respond. 

Grian trotted along the server’s paths, periodically calling out your name. “Y/N! Y/N?” He passed a few hermits, stopping only long enough to ask if they knew where you were before biting off a quick goodbye and carrying on the search. He knew you couldn’t be left to your own devices for too long, and it had already been long enough.

In his haste to find you, Grian didn’t notice the smile and restrained giggles from Scar, who shook his head no when asked if he’d seen you. “Are you sure? I need to find them or the server will end up in chaos.” At Scar’s denial, he quickly continued on.

The reason for Scar’s amusement was obvious to any other hermit. You stood not five metres from Grian, following him less than stealthily from the bushes. 

When you’d heard your partner's calls, you wandered over to see what he wanted. Upon finding him, you grinned, seeing the potential for a prank. For a good twenty minutes, you followed Grian. Each time he approached another hermit, you signalled to them to keep quiet. Scar came the closest to giving you away, but luckily Grian didn’t seem to notice.

You finally decided you’d tormented Grian enough. When he entered Doc’s shop, you snuck up to the doorway and waited. Finally, he exited.

Launching yourself forward, you swung your arms around Grian’s neck and planted a kiss on his lips. “Hello love!”

At the force of your hug, Grian took a step back, stabilising the both of you against the wall. Meeting your eyes, his shocked expression melted into a smile, and he wrapped his arms around you. “Y/N. My dove. Where have you been?”

You grinned. “Planning a prank on X.”

“Void, Y/N!” He laughed. “No! We pranked him last week!”

You pulled back a bit, releasing Grian from your embrace so you could put on an exaggerated thinking expression. “Hmmm… Yes, Y/N!” 

Grian sighed.

Leaning forward, you pecked him on the mouth again. “There is no such thing as too much chaos!” You jumped back, dancing out of Grian’s reach before he could hold you back.

He leaped forward, using his wings to gain speed you had no way of matching. Holding you against him, he pressed his lips to yours, grinning as he pulled away. “I can’t argue with that.”

[moriiartist]

hi! can i request some pinning headcanons for mumbo? i loved your recent grian fic btw!

PINING MUMBO HCS

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ PAIRING(S) \ C!Mumbo Jumbo x GN!Reader

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ SYNOPSIS \ Pining HCs for our local homicidal spoon- Mumbo!

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ WARNINGS \ Mild language

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ A/N \ I think I missed the peak time to post this during the Mumbo Drought, but I hope you guys will still appreciate this little fic about one of my favorite block men :P (also for some reason I really thought that the song rises the moon fits this, so do with that what you will)

For Mumbo, the way he feels and expresses his care has always been something that sets him apart from the rest of the Hermits. 

Where Grian’s emotions burst and explode like fireworks, and Scar’s cheerful but mischievous presence curls like the corner of a Cheshire grin, Mumbo’s is much more unassuming.

Mumbo’s affection is slow, threading through his bones and wrapping around his heart like the gossamer-soft tendrils of an ivy vine.

Before he realizes it’s even there, the roots have burrowed so deep that it would be madness to try and imagine himself not spending the rest of his life without that care, without that friendship.

It happened with Grian, with Scar, with almost every friend he’s ever made, and… you.

With you, though, the feeling is different- it runs so much deeper than anything that could be misconstrued as platonic.

If you asked Mumbo when he fell in love with you, he might say that a part of him has always been.

Or, alternatively, he might burst into flames on the spot.

Even before he really recognized how he felt about you for what it is(which is, spoiler alert, complete and total endearment), he was still noticeably… softer, perhaps, when it came to you.

You’d have to be looking for the signs of his budding crush to notice it, but the signs are definitely there.

Stopping in the middle of his sentences whenever you had to say something, never hesitating to offer his help even when he might’ve had to put his projects on hold- just little things like that.

Some part of him is always tuned into you, your needs, whatever you’re doing.

“Mumbo! Are you out here?” you called, trotting towards where the tall Hermit had made his base, a hill that overlooked the winding river that cut through where almost all of the players had decided to settle. It had taken a lot longer than it should’ve to get the thing constructed, what with Grian determined to wax all of his copper blocks to be a nuisance, but now it stood proudly silhouetted against the limpid blue sky.

The sound of voices grew as you approached, and you picked up your pace, your focus now locked onto the small hut that Mumbo had built next to the contraption that housed all of his wealth.

“Mumbo?” you asked, poking your head in through the door. Two figures greeted you on the other side, both Mumbo and Scar huddled over a table in the middle of the room. Mumbo was the first of them to react, trailing off in the middle of whatever he was saying as he made eye contact with you. Scar wasn’t far behind.

Realizing that you had probably interrupted something important, you cleared your throat, pointedly ignoring the slight heat that had risen in your cheeks. “Oh, were you two busy? I can leave, it wasn’t urgent-”

“No, no!” Mumbo said abruptly, one hand shooting out to stop you before you could slip back through the door. “It’s alright! I’m happy to help.”

He looked a little tired, with faint circles under his eyes and his usually neatly kept hair wild like he had been running his hands through it while he thought. His suit jacket was missing, too, baring his semi-rumpled button-up shirt, which had been carelessly rolled up at the elbows.

“Are you sure?” you murmured, your eyebrows ticking down into a soft scowl. You certainly didn’t want him to feel obligated to help you out when he really didn’t need to. He looked busy enough as-is.

“It’s fine.” he asserted again, more calm this time. His eyes were genuine and pleading, and you felt your hesitation fade even as he turned to look at Scar “You don’t mind waiting for a bit while we sort this out, yeah?

The brunette shrugged, his signature cheery smirk slowly spreading across his face. His green eyes, however, were sharp as they bounced between you and the dark-haired Redstoner. “I was going to have to go feed my Jellie cat pretty soon, I don’t mind putting our plans on hold.”

A hint of relief passed over Mumbo’s face. “That sound good. Now, uh, what did you need?”

“I really didn’t mean to intrude, but I was trying to build a stasis machine and I just realized that I’m out of ender pearls…”

Grinning somewhat sheepishly, you tugged on the straps of your armor. “Well, I suppose I was wondering if I could borrow some? I promise I’ll pay you back later, maybe with an IOU? If that sounds good?”

Mumbo laughed, a slightly breathless sound, and ushered you over. “I have a few in my inventory. And I’ll be taking you on that IOU, so you might want to start regretting it.”

Rolling your eyes, you accepted the pearls he handed you, thinking nothing of the way his hands lingered a little too long on yours.

“Yeah, yeah- just don’t get to used to the power trip, mustache man.”

You’re like the Earth, and he’s a satellite bound to your orbit- but one that’s completely oblivious to its ensnarement.

Hell, it took Grian point-blank telling Mumbo he had a crush for it to even begin to register, and the second that it clicks, well…

He’s in a bit of a Crisis™

On one hand, putting a name to how he felt about you was cathartic, leaving him feeling like a weight had been lifted off his shoulders.

On the other- what the hell is he supposed to do now.

It’s not like he can just act normal, right? He’s just had this huge revelation, and he’s bound to act differently, and Oh Nox, what is you figure it out-

Despite his fears, Mumbo isn’t actually all that obvious.

Sure, he’s a little more nervous around you, more hesitant to try the casual touches that you had grown acclimated to over your friendship, but again, it’s nothing you wouldn’t notice if you weren’t looking for it.

He finds himself staring at you all the time now, and not even just admiring how you look, no. One of his favorite pastimes is just watching the expressions flit across your face while you read a particularly good book, suppressing a quiet chuckle the more dramatic they are.

Mumbo just likes you, and he’s terrified about it.

Give him some time to work up the courage, but he’ll confess to you eventually.

He may be a patient man, but the sooner he can embrace you without having to worry if you can hear his thundering heartbeat through his skin, the better.

[logan368]

I was bored and wrote this at work

Why don't you trust me?

Yan! Scar x gn! reader

Cw: Kidnapping, angst, slight manipulation

Warning: Yandere is not okay, and the stuff thG happens in this fic i don't condone irl. This is a work of fiction.

You grumbled to yourself, what had happened, you had a light headache where were you you tried to rub your eyes and thats when you felt it, the heavy chain on your arm attaching you to the wall in a dark room. You froze, who captured you, you remember a battle between Dogwarts and the desert.Then the enchanting table was left there and it.. exploded. Oh God, you were on your second life and you figured Scar or Grian captured you but thats when someone came down the steps. "H-Hello-?" You called out

"Hello my love." A familiar voice responded... Scar. "Scar, help me im trapped and you can s-"

"Ah, ah ah, shhhhh." He came closer and put a finger in front of your mouth quieting you. You could make him out in the dimly lit room, his red skin. "This is what happens when you decide to be a traitor honey."

"T-Traitor but we agr-"

"Ah, what did I say about being quiet im not done explaining." You could see his smile shift into a smirk. "You know I love you, but you chose to be with Ren over me, so I took you away, I saved you from him, he's a monster and I'm all you need baby." He moved closer and started to gently caress the side of your face looking into your E/C eyes with deep love as he kissed you before pulling away and smiling at you. You kissed back as you loved the man in front of you.

"Now come on Scar, you know I love you and we happened to be on opposing team, it's not the most pleasant situation but I love you more than anything so please let me go."

"Awe baby, as much as I'd love to let you be free you need to prove your worth to me, and promise to never go back over there, you got hurt over there you're on your second life now and thats not good. Its not safe over there for you and I want to make sure you are as safe as possible."

"Scar don't you think this is a little ridiculous?"

"Maybe you'll learn your lesson on how to not be a traitor."

"Baby im sorry."

He chuckled at you, he wasn't the scar you knew this Scar was crazier than normal, this was red life Scar. He gave you one more kiss which you didn't return in pure hurt that your love didn't trust you as he left the room.

[kittyburnibbles]

Boundaries

essentially what i will/won’t write

Requests are; OPEN!

Things I *will* write!

Oneshots

SFW Alphabets

Stories with multiple chapters

Headcannons

Drabbles

Imagines

X readers

Platonic relationships (QPPs, Family, etc)

Romantic relationships

AUs! (please request these I LOVE these)

Things I *won’t* write!

NSFW of *ANY* kind

Minors x Adults

Abuse

Abusive relationships

Generally traumatic events

Large age gaps

Anything that violates the cc’s boundaries! (If anything I write violates these boundaries, please tell me and I will delete/rewrite it so it doesn’t!)

+ some others i can’t think of, just general rule of thumb if i’m uncomfy with a request or something i’ll say something about it

Currently writing for!

DSMP

Wilbur Soot (CC & C)

Tubbo (CC & C)

Tommyinnit (CC & C)

Technoblade (C only)

Philza (Only platonic for CC, Platonic and romantic for C)

DreamWasTaken (CC & C)

GeorgeNotFound (CC & C)

Sapnap (CC & C)

Niki (only platonic for CC, rom and platonic for C)

Ranboo (CC & C)

Quackity (CC & C)

Hermitcraft

Grian

GoodTimesWithScar

MumboJumbo

+ more to come when i think of them!

[spacedadsficrecs]

I told you I loved you every day.

BigGaySpaceDad

Fandom: Hermitcraft Ships: Xisumavoid/Grian Umbrella tag: Pinning Completion status: Complete Words: 2039

I just didn't know you could hear me.

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X has a major crush and the ability to stop time with his admin powers.

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Readers Notes: I wrote this lmao so yeah.

Don't Forget to read tags for any possible trigger warnings.

Happy readings, Space Dad C