#mcyt rarepair

[mcytships]

“I knew I could never trust you.”

“Awww, you could’ve trusted me."

[nickle-moth]

🥺

I did it:^>

And their winning 🎉

Thank you, Thank you! Go Fish Wives!

And I'm not quite sure who you wanted me to draw so i just drew them <3

(I don't know what Sally looks like)

[mcytships]

Y'all really made the goddess yuri lose to a ship called Jizztho.

[xkaru-karux]

i always wanted them to interact more on empires, so seeing them collab more often now, with mcc and fantasy smp, makes me very happy

this was to appreciate the duo, not to ship them (friendly reminder: shipping characters is okay, shipping ccs is not!!!)

[slooopes]

Hey, look! It's another rarepair I'm hyperfixating on! Too bad there's absolutely no content for them what so ever!

[trafficpixel]

When you and your boyfriend make a crazy dungeon maze to torture people in

[spacebitz]

Wilbur meeting Bad again was definitely.. something!

[dantebt]

wdyd when i

[the-mcyt-crackships-brackets]

/!\ The symbol "&" is used for platonic ships, there are therofore no romantic ties between the characters in said ship!

*The MCYT polls admins polycule | MCYT-rarepair-tournament & transmcytshowdown & MCYT-crackships-brackets

[tunastime]

Watching the rain fall + crashing together on the couch (maybe after coming back inside soaked from said rain?)

And whoever you want this prompt to be about! I'm not picky lol

watching the rainfall / crashing together on the couch (1005 words) (x)

"Cleo!"

Cleo looks up, brow furrowed as their concentration from their cup of tea and sketches are briefly interrupted by the sound of their front door opening and shutting. They blink. The voice is familiar, warm, thinned out from surprise. It's—

"'Suma, you better not be dripping all over my front carpet—"

"Ah—” and there’s her answer, she notes, as they stand from the table, leaving sketches and tea behind. “Sorry!"

Cleo steps into her entryway. 

Xisuma stands, still armored, dark purple and blue enchantments flickering ever so over the green, at her front door. Water drips from the creases of his arms as he holds each at the elbow, drips down his shins, drips down the lip of his helmet. Behind the tinted visor, she thinks she can place his bright, wide eyes staring back at her. 

Cleo sighs, setting her hands on her hips. Xisuma shrinks. It does little to displace the height he has over them, but definitely makes him a bit less imposing. She shakes her head, unable to stop the laugh that bubbles up in her chest. Her admin, trying to make himself impossibly small, trying to avoid the rain, standing, rain-damp in their entryway.

"God's sake—" she barks out a laugh, shaking her head. "What, did I win the place-to-hide-from-the-rain trophy? A sopping wet Xisuma in my entryway?"

Xisuma snorts, eyes crinkling.

"Interesting choice of words," he says, amused.

Cleo raises her eyebrows, fixing him with a pointed look. "Xisuma..."

"Sorry!" X laughs, holding out his hands. More water drips from his wrists as he moves, and he shifts back and forth experimentally, as if it would make any less puddles where he stood. "Sorry, you were the first house I saw when it started really pouring. Didn't mean 'ta muck up your front mat. Promise."

Cleo sighs again, but a weasel of affection manages its way into their chest regardless. They tilt their head back and forth, as if they were weighing their options, as if there were really any options to weight. Eventually, a smile worms onto her face as they take a step forward, rocking on her heels.

"Well... I can't have you goin' out in this rain, can I..." she muses. "Knowin' you, you'll get all achey and collapse halfway."

X makes a disgruntled sound in the back of his throat, muffled by his helmet.

"Ah—rude!" he grumbles. Cleo snorts.

"And truthful," she protests, poking him in the chest, meeting damp, ungiving armor. She waves a hand at him, shaking her head. "C'mon then, let's get you outta this. Least you can do is let me see your face."

X sighs, making a collection of sounds Cleo tries to classify as an argument, but none that form actual words. He starts with his chestplate as Cleo moves around him, dropping down to help weasel off the plates around his knees and shins. It takes some fiddling with the metal buckles, tugging until pieces come loose enough to slip over his shoes, tugging the chestplate over his head, laying everything out to drip-dry in an area less trafficked than the front step. Xisuma hands her his helmet as he toes out of his boots, stepping carefully to a place not yet damp by his own doing. As Cleo turns back to him, she catches him halfway through combing back his hair, a small frown screwing up his features. His nose crinkles as his fingers catch in his dark hair, trying to detangle what the helmet tugged free from the tie he'd held it back with. The score across his face crinkles with his nose, seemingly deepening the furrow of his eyebrows just from where it crossed his face. Cleo hums. Xisuma's washed-out eyes snap up. He snorts, wrinkling his face in earnest at Cleo.

"Happy?" he grumbles, but all the annoyance in his voice is feigned. She grins, beaming at him. 

"Very!" She says as she steps past, pausing to pat his cheek. "You need'a change of clothes, love?"

Xisuma shakes his head as her hand falls away. There's a look just underneath the wrinkle of his face that Cleo's pretty sure is fondness. Smug, maybe. Cleo nearly snorts again. At least he was dry now. The bastard.

"Nah, stuff underneath's just fine," he says. "Maybe a blanket though."

Cleo waves a hand back to the space behind them as they step away and into the base proper.

"Go pick around, I'll put the kettle on."

X clicks his tongue.

"Aw," he muses. "Bless you."

Cleo laughs. She wanders into the kitchen as she speaks, lifting the half empty kettle back into the stove and weaseling open the top. 

"Well you're damn lucky I like you, X," she says, picking a mug from the counter. "I don't do this for just anyone, y'know."

"I'm aware!" X says cheerily. 

It takes a moment for the kettle to finally boil, but soon enough, Cleo carries in a mug of hot tea to the living area, and sets it down within arms reach of X, comfortably contorted on their couch. He lifts his head slightly, blinking contentedly at the cup before he pats the space beside him. Cleo tilts her head.

"You know I've got work to do, X," they start. 

"So do I," Xisuma argues. "But I was told I have to be dry first. So the least I can do is enact the same fate on you."

Cleo gasps, laughing.

"So cruel!" She says, rounding the table and claiming her rightful spot next to him. Xisuma giggles, shifting a little to face her as she settles, knees touching. She smiles, reaching up after a moment to cup his face in her hands. He relaxes into her as she does, going easy as she brings his face down to kiss the space between his eyebrows. Cleo stays for a moment, nose to his forehead, as X rests his hands on their knees. 

"There we are," she hums. "Nice and cozy, eh?"

Xisuma sighs. He sounds content.

"Very."

[hermitrarepairevent]

Hermit Rarepair Event announcement!

@mcytblrsource

Welcome to the location of the first full version of the Hermit Rarepair Event! It will last the entire month of June, and we will still accept late entries this blog is tagged in! Some inspo posts will also be provided, under this tag on the blog, though there will be no specific ships or themes mandated. The event rules are listed below:

No NSFW! I just don’t wanna mod that gonna be honest

All mediums allowed!

Just post in the tag #hermit rarepair event and/or the AO3 collection! Tagging the blog is fine, and we’d request you always do in late entries, as we may not be checking the tag.

This is not a daily drawing/writing/whatever challenge, just post when you feel like it!

Please only pick ships that include at least one Hermit! Crackships are fine, and the setting does not have to be Hermitcraft.

We will not be enforcing creator boundaries! The only ships officially barred are the ones deemed too popular for this event, which are below, in no particular order:

Grian/Scar/Mumbo and all ships within, Bdubs/Etho/Cleo and all ships within, Zedaph/Impulse/Tango and all ships within, Grian/Scar/Mumbo/Pearl/Impulse but not the ships within, Skizz/Impulse, Etho/Joel, Cub/Scar, Doc/Ren, Pearl/Gem, Bdubs/Impulse, Keralis/Xisuma, Cleo/Joe, Grian/Xisuma, xB/Keralis, Joel/Jimmy, Joel/Lizzie, Cleo/Pearl, Tango/Etho, Tango/Jimmy, Ren/Martyn

You can debate this list in the askbox! Please do, actually, I have no idea if this is complete.

Mods:

Mod Carraca, the one writing this post (and the one who ran it last time), he/him

Mod Halberd, it/its

Mod Switchblade, who is not on the blog and is mainly here for moral support currently, he/him

[mcytships]

These two are criminally underrated.

[souplullaby]

I was today years old when i found out that my sister ships these guys, so i made a lil gift lol. I say we call 'em something like glasses couple + bonus of something my discord friends asked me to draw

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[mcyt-rarepair-tournament]

[xkaru-karux]

i found out it’s hypno ship week and today was outfit swap, so i had to draw them

@hermitrarepairevent

[slooopes]

Let me gobble those Snowbug crumbs ❄️🔥