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hermit-god-au-pog · 1 year

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To start out this post, I’d like to say, while this is a Xisuma fanart it's for my Godly au! So if you're confused that's why. They dont look like this all the time in the actual story, they’ll look closer to his mc skin! But this is what their deity form looks like. Also in this au, Xisuma goes by They/Xey pronouns!

It can be looked at with or without the story below! But if you're looking to follow along with the lore, this is going to be one of the first stepping stones for said lore. But with that, hope everyone has a good day anyways <3<3

Our journey into this new world will start with one man, well, one being would be more accurate to say. And for once, our story doesn't start at the beginning of time, oh no, It starts in the time of 1.8, 8 updates since the universe has formed life.

In this update, we find ourselves watching a being who has just appeared for the first time. The universe does not give them much information on who they are, but they do give them some help.

Before entering a world, this being's shapeless body floats in the void, an eldritch-like being before them. They spoke few words;

“You, my little one, are not a normal player, you are much more than that. You are powerful, but your purpose will be your journey to discover. Once you find it, you’ll know…Dont second guess your instincts. As for what you’ll be called…The name the ones who follow you will say…Jiemba… But the name you choose and wear proudly is up to you”

And with that, this newly formed player is left alone as the bigger mysterious entity fades away, and a chat box full of letters, numbers, and symbols pop up in front of the player. And with some time to decide, they choose a name for themselves…

XisumaVoid.

For a while, Xisuma travels the lands on xeir own, making a few friends here and there, still struggling to find xeir defined purpose, but still trying to make the most out of the cards they were given. They learned quickly that xey had to hide their powers from others, learning just how much stronger and godly xey were compared to a normal player.

But, through ups and downs, they stood strong and did eventually find out what xey deem to be xeir purpose. Of course, it could adjust or be added onto later in their life, but they determined that this, this felt right to them…

One frightful night Xisuma sat in a half-assed shack with a buddy, they can't remember their name for the life of them now, but Xisuma has just treated the wounds of the other, wounds caused by the hordes of mobs outside the walls. But Xisuma was more worried about the one in front of him than out there.

“Its-its my fault X! I wanted to come out tonight, but now-now R is nowhere to be seen- you almost got hurt- Look what I've done! Im so st-” Xisuma gently put a hand on their head, silencing the other, taking the hands of the other once they quieted a bit.

“Hey, listen. I know tonight has not been a good night but let's not go throwing around blame like this so quickly. We all agreed in the end, and we didn't have control over this” Xisuma gently squeezed their hands. The other took a moment before puffing out their chest and nodded firmly. Shakily getting to their feet they pulled out an axe.

“Thanks, X, I really needed that, let's go find out friend!” And that they did. At the end of the night, they all did manage to get back to their homes safe and sound. But the week following was not a pleasant one. Everyone seemed to have their moods dampened, and their spirits drained, and X wasn't having it.

So one-day Xisuma called a meeting, hiding out in the backroom as the others got there. And it seemed this bad week had taken its toll, as a fight quickly broke out. X, in a panic and half-finished costume, rushed out to stop the commotion and xey actually did. But not in the way xey expected to.

As X ran out, quickly saying things to try and de-escalate the fight, he failed to realize his voice changer on a higher pitch than normal. That alongside the derpy and childlike costume of a creeper, was enough to startle a laugh out of someone. And after a few more moments, everyone was laughing. But, not at Xisuma. One came up to xem, telling them about the voice changer, and asked him what exactly he was doing. But Xisuma couldn't say anything for a moment, this, this event was like something just unlocked within xem. That piece they've been looking for since they were created.

The laughter, the joy he has caused, it smothered him, smothered and filled the air. It was as if it banished all the negativity that was there beforehand, and… it felt nice. No, this feeling felt intoxicating, it feels like everything Xisuma ever wanted. And they have flashbacks to when they were first made.

‘...your purpose will be your journey to discover. Once you find it, you’ll know…Dont second guess your instincts…’

And Xisuma didn't, he didn't second guess this feeling. From this point on, xey went on living life a new way, not too different from what it was before, but with a new strive. Xey felt empowered, like xey finally belonged and xey knew why they did! They discovered more of themselves and their powers, they even discovered a new home….Hermitcraft.

#xisuma #hgd #HermitCraftDeitys #had some fun creating this look and story ngl #its probably gonna take time for me to get through more things #but this is a good start!!

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hermit-god-au-pog · 1 year

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Welcome to the blog and the AU!

As a little intro before the actual intro story to this au, since this will be pinned, A few things to mention!

I'll occasionally edit this post to update the master list/add links or info. And keep in mind, these are all the characters, nothing here is really related to the CCs themselves.

But a small very quick rundown. This will take place around the beginning of season 9, still in their starter-base era. This au is purely fiction and probably not that accurate to any true storyline hermits had haha.

If anyone has any questions, comments, etc my asks and dm’s are open! Do I know where im going with this au? No not really, it's really an ‘As I Go’ kind of thing.

And if you were here since the start/when I had a bunch of other stuff going on, a lot of that info is deleted for now and will be worked back into the story later on. This blog will be a mix of stories and art, cause I like to do both.

One more thing, I will have the characters of SweetestHoneybee, Mjlor, and DoctorSiren in this au! As well as DoctorSiren's Jumbro's headcanon(which is basically Jimmy and Mumbo are brothers). If any of them have become uncomfortable with this overtime ill respect any boundaries they have <3

But enough intro from me, enjoy this little story and hope you enjoy the blog 07

Once upon a time, Deities ruled separately. Each having their own realm or home to their lonesome or to just them and their worshipers. Back in these days, it was a lonely time to be called a diety.

But in a late Beta build, a Diety has come to be. At first, their purpose was unknown to them, wandering around and making friends with others, heck even joining a realm under a fake persona to try and find their purpose. And was this the best choice they made.

This person? They went by the name Xisuma, their chosen name for non-diety purposes. And in this server, Xisuma found around 5 other deities, all doing a similar thing to him, hiding their identities to find out who they want to be, or be someone different from who they thought they were. This was also the year the Watchers mysteriously appeared, the Listeners not too far being either. These strange beings claim to be alive since the beginning of time but never announced themself till now. And whether you were to believe it or not, their powers rivaled deities. Hell, they even took down a few corrupt deities and harnessed their powers for themselves, or so it seemed.

But looking back at Xisuma and his newfound friends, it seemed their ‘season’ was coming to an end. And not wanting this new wonderful experience to end, and maybe a bit of a deeper feeling in his gut telling him not to let go of this server just yet, he offered to keep the world going. Offered to take responsibility and keep it up to date and watch over it. And after a few meetings and long nights, the decision was made.

The world was reset sometime later. Some left, and a lot more joined. The number of secret deities bumped up to 11. A few had heard about this place on their own, and a few heard it from another deity or friend within the group.

And seeing this new growth, Xisuma decided to start a secret club of sorts for them all. It was sweet and harmless, mostly. Just, them able to talk and express themselves in godly ways they couldn't ever do before with anyone else. It was really helpful to a lot of them, if not all of them.

Everything went as smoothly as it could go that season, and heck, next season all but 13 in this season were now deities. It was looking up for this little community of deities forming here.

Around a fourth through the season, Xisuma announced an idea to the other deities. They were in the majority here, and they all trusted their fellow members, so why not reveal their secrets? The question had to be sat on for a while for some people.

But, in the end, later into the server, a few non-deity players had already left, and this group of all-powerful being gathered everyone else. 11 were left to tell their secret too.

And thank the gods, they all took it well. One was a bit, overwhelmed, and had already planned of leaving soon. They promised to keep their secret and keep all of them in a good place in their heart but did leave the server a few days later.

For the rest, they were all rightfully surprised, but what was also shocking was there were a few immortal or semi-immortal beings alongside them as well, three specifically purely immortal.

Next season, it seems a lot more deities were catching onto this new, ‘hangout’ spot that's been created. Heck, a lot of them had smaller meetings with other deities and they just did their jobs together instead of alone. As the season went on, more of the mortal members left. All on good terms, not being pushed out in any way, but they all had their reasons.

By season 5 however, it seemed all mortals had left, and it was time for a new set of rules, a new order. Hermitcraft was now no longer an ordinary server, it has gotten stricter locks and codes, and its vaults and data were harder to breach. This server? Was now a home of deities. Of course, on the outside, no one knew that, they just assume they'd gotten more strict on joining for whatever reason. But on the inside, everyone was immortal in some way, everyone trusted one another, and they were here to help one another. No longer were they alone and fending for themselves, they all now had a place to truly call home.

And whether they decided to stay or go, whether new deities or immortals were added later on, once a hermit, Hermitcraft will always be your home to come back to. Overtime teams are formed to make everyone's lives a bit easier and to bring some “mortal” normal-ness back into hermitcraft.

With 3 teams, Ambassador’s and advertisers, and then teams of just Ambassador’s or just Advertisers; The hermits make a way to connect back with the mortal world besides just doing their jobs. Heck, most if not all hermits even start up some ‘vlogging’ of their builds, life, and shenanigans and start growing a fanbase that way. While not directly leaning into their deities' powers and gifts, for most it feels nice to have a fanbase like that again.

Now, are their darker secrets left unanswered and swept under the rug? Maybe they just haven't been seen yet? Of course there are! But deities can only do so much still, they can't be looking into every odd dark crack all the time. And with a server as protected as theirs, why should they have constant stress and paranoia over it? Everything’s gonna be fine, they travel worlds all the time. Even if there was danger, they can just lose it by going to another world.

Their deities, after all, nothing would be stupid enough to fuck with 20+ of them, right?

#introductory post #hermitcraft #this will be one of the few times I maintag probably #HCD #HermitCraftDeitys #hope you all enjoy this au o7 #idk how often ill post but #this blog finally has some foundation and a direction on where I'm goin

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hermit-god-au-pog · 2 years

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON] A small Hels story

Ok, a small little thing I wrote for the Hels for this au! Its basically just the main 5 discussing the Ambassador Hels has decided to Hire! But, since I have not come up with an ambassador for Hels yet they shall be known as [REDACTED]!

Dont got much else to say, so enjoy this little story!

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A laugh suddenly belted out, startling the 4 people that currently sat in the section's meeting room, since the laugh didn't belong to any of them. All 4 turning to the door, they watch as Helsknight struts inside, a smirk pulled across his lips. While Mambo looks pleased to see Hels come in, the other 3 were more annoyed he’s interrupted their meeting.

Mambo got up and shook Hels hand, offering a seat, AC rolling his eyes as Remedy lets out a snort and Ward just stared at the man, waiting to hear what Hels had to say, he wouldn't be here without a reason.

“Gentlemen” Hels spoke as he took a seat, Mambo sitting soon after.”Im sure you all know the only reason im here is cause I have something to say, so let's get straight to the point!” Hels clapped his hands and sat back.

“With Mambo, oh so gracious permission, I've found hels an ambassador!” Hels stated ecstatically

“What?” The 3 sections said in unison. Hels eyes twitched, his patience already counting down.

“Well, as we all know, the Hermits have their own team of Advertisers&Ambassadors, and since none of us can seem to keep our cool when around them for whatever reason, I decided, why not get our own ambassador to do the hard work for us.

“So to keep your hands clean, since that's yours and Mambo’s job, you decided to hire someone instead?” Remedy tried to get Hels news through his head, and Hels nodded.

“Yep! Work smart not hard moneybags!” Remedy sneers at the not-so-new nickname but leaves it at that. “But, who is this ambassador for hels you ask? Well, their name is [REDACTED], They seemed rather excited to have the job” At this comment, even Mambo looked at Hels a bit unsure, but waved his hands a bit.

“Well, whatever this person felt, im guessing by what you said, they accepted the job?” Hels nodded and leans back in the chair and put his feet up on the table.”Yep! Now it's just to arrange a meeting between them and us!” AC used his cane to shove Hel’s feet off the table, which earned him a nasty glare.

“Well as nice as this idea of yours is” AC spoke lowly” We hels aren’t exactly stable, and a normal person wouldn't be able to survive very long with us around” AC looked Hels in the eyes, showing he was not afraid of the scrawny knight, to which said knight scoffed.

“Well DUH. I knew that! But trust me, this person is not ‘normal’, they’d fit down here very well.” As Mambo, Remedy, and AC start to ask questions, Ward used his metal hand to scratch down the metal wall, making a loud horrendous noise. Once he got everyone’s attention he started to speak.

“How do you know [REDACTED] isnt just fooling you, how do you know they arent with the hermits to get someone on the inside down here. They can be as messed us in the head as us, doesnt mean they arent on the other side” Ward was now standing, voice getting louder and more passionate as he went on. Hels stood up as well, staring at the taller man in the eyes, which started a staring contest between the two.

“Well if you dont trust my judgment, why dont you see them and judge them yourself you lab-test-reject” Ward let out a deep and long warning growl, to which Hels just smirked at. Mambo stood on the table between the two, holding out his hands.

“Ok you two, step down.” He snapped” Im the ruler here ill make the decisions!” He waited for everyone to sit down before huffing and putting his hands on his hips.

“Ok! Now that I can speak, all of us will be back in this room a week from today,” he turns to hels” I'll help you bring [REDACTED] here on that day, so please, be prepared on that day.” Mambo looks around.

“Next meeting we will decide if we approve of them, and during that meeting, we’ll make the ambassador decision final, till then, we say NOTHING to anyone, got it?” Mambo snapped the last part, putting down his sunglasses and giving a fierce glare to everyone but Hels.

“I hear that anyone else knows about this, I will personally come and kick your asses” pushing his glasses back up, mambo clapped once and gave a heavy sigh.”Meeting dismissed, you all can go back to the holes you crawled out of”

Mambo didnt have to tell them twice, everyone but Mambo left the meeting room, going to think about what the fuck was just announced. And Hels, of course, going to contact {REDACTED].

#hgau #HGAU hels #HGAU stories #not gonna main tag this cause its like #just something smol #and i wanted to post so xD #long post #its really not that long but ill do it anyway #to be polite

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hermit-god-au-pog · 2 years

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON] Beginning of HGAU’s Hels info

Terrible title i know, but its fine, its fiiine, it works for now lol! In this post Ill explain the Idea i have for this hermit’s au Hels!

And since it may be a slightly long post, ill put it under a cut, just in case! If ya’ll have any questions feel free to ask!

And yes, I want to give Hels their own ambassador but I am waiting on permission from someone, and if they decline ill have to think a bit more! But its all good, im just rambling at this point- INTO THE AU! Sorry for any grammer mistakes or if something sounds weird!

Hermitcraft, a wonderful place, a safe place for gods to be themself. But, because of their power all stored in one area, the ‘universe’ has decided to make a fail-safe for them. If a hermit or all the hermits were to go crazy and use their power in bad ways, there would be a way to stop them.

Thats where the Hels come in. Up until season 7, the world of Hels wasn't exactly a world. It was a place where the shallow npc’s roamed until they were needed. But one man has changed that. Well a few technically but still.

After a glitch in an experiment Wels did with VintageBeef, Helsknight grew sentient, he suddenly had a mind of his own, his own thoughts and feelings. And of course he went to Wels first, Wels was the thing Helsknight knew the most of. After being sent away, Hels managed to pop back up in the Dimension of Hels, and upon finding all the npc like creatures, took matters into his own hands.

After managing to steal some of the Hermits magic, he brought the Realm to life, he gave everyone a mind of their own! All but two... But he decided to investigate that later (later finding out Grians and Xisuma’s hels didnt awake due to there already being sentient hels of these two somehow). Hels decided not to take the crown as ruler, deciding that he’d be the right hand man of who ruled, as long as he liked them of course. And thats where we get into more Hels lore.

Tango’s hels, MamboHec, had won the title of ruler, dubbing himself ‘The Emperor’, and with tangos admin abilities, he realized he had a bit more power than he previously thought. As well as learning of their lives system. A Hels counterpart is incredibly hard to kill, harder to kill than youd think. Theyre like resistance little roaches, but every hels gets 1 free respawn after death. After that, if they do not have a respawn anchor or another plan, they are gone and replaced.

But, Hels doesnt have just one ruler, oh no no. Under Mambo’s rule, there are 3 more sections. They have dubbed themselfs; The Capitalists, Quiet-n-Stealthy, and Nuclear-Bomb-energy. Each section has a designated ruler. The capitalists; Scars hels, though his Given name is BadtimesWithScar, he calls himself Remedy. Quiet-n-Stealthy; TFC’s hels, He calls himself AluminonCritic/ AC. And finally the Nuclear-Bomb-energy; Doc’s hels, Ward.

Due to hels still being a relatively new sentient realm it's still learning. While Mambo may has the final admin say so(at least as long as xisumas or Grians hels are dormant) The other three sections do have some rule over the land of Hels. But one thing everyone knows, they're there to counteract their "good" versions, even tho is seems they're more evil than the gods could ever be. But no one will know the true answer till a god goes rouge.

#hels hermits #helsmits #evil hermits #HGAU facts #helsknight #tangotek #this was a lot of fun to make #and hopefully more hels content will be soon!#if you have any questions please ask #id love to answer them!

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hermit-god-au-pog · 3 years

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON]

Whoo! Double post pog! This is more of an in-depth scene from the Jumbro’s scene in this post! Again, Jumbro’s au belongs to @doctorsiren <3

The only warnings I can think of right now are there’s a lot of angst and talk or memory loss... But besides that, I hope you enjoy it! There is a happy ending don’t worry!

Mumbo looked at his new friend questionably as he was dragged into a private server. Grian never let go of Mumbo’s hand though, the smaller man seeming to be so excited he could start vibrating any second. It actually made Mumbo smile.

“Sooo” Mumbo started, not pulling away from his friend’s hand as he was still dragged along. “Where exactly are we going?” Mumbo looked around, they had just left the spawn area and were now /walking/ on a railroad. Grian slightly glanced back at Mumbo, but still being careful not to fall off the railroad.

“Well Mr.Jumbo, this is an old download of me and my friend’s old server we were on, it called Evo. Someday I’ll tell you the story of this place, for now, we got something bigger to focus on” And Mumbo nodded and made a sound of acceptance. He wasn’t too bothered by this after all. A lot more walking and looking at the scenery later, mumbo spoke up again.

“So, what’s your friend’s name anyway?” Grian blinked, before slightly hitting himself on the forehead as they kept walking then laughed a bit.

“Oh, I’m a derp! That’s my bad, his name is Solidarity! And since we’re probably a minute out you’ll finally understand what I mean by he looks like you.” Mumbo chuckles and shook his head, muttering a soft ‘whatever you say’. And true to Grians words, about a minute later, there they were, coming up to Grians old base. And mumbo could see a blonde man in the distance. Mumbo was a bit more suspicious that they may be related due to the hair colors but mumbo isn’t ruling anything out yet.

As Mumbo and Grian exited Grians little train station, Grian called out excitedly to his friend, letting go of Mumbo’s hand for the first time. He ran towards his other friend who barely turned around in time to almost be tacked by Grian. The two laugh and share a hug as Mumbo calmly walks over.

When Grian finally pulled away, he took a small step back for the two to look at each other. “Jimmy, meet Mumbo, Mumbo, meet Jimmy!” Mumbo and this new man, Jimmy as Grian called him (why does that name sound vaguely familiar), stare at each other for a moment. Mumbo had to agree with Grian. It was almost like looking into a slightly off mirror. Mumbo held out his hand

“Well, uh, Hi there! Jimmy? Solidarity? Grians said good things” As Jimmy stayed silent and started looking more and more distressed, Mumbo quickly kept talking “Hey, hey! Uh, ok I don’t really know what to say, but! You do look an awful lot like me, and I don’t exactly remember a lot of my past, a lot it is pretty fuzzy” Mumbo tried to give the man in front of him a reassuring smile. But that’s what seemed to break the man.

Jimmy slapped a hand to his mouth as he failed to hold in a sob and tears started flooding out. Grian was quick to try and comfort his friend, but Jimmy just pushed him away gently as he tried to control his crying. The site filled Mumbo with an aching sadness. It hurt more to see this man cry than anyone else. Hell, he saw Xisuma cry and it didn’t hurt as much as this. It made mumbo want to cry himself.

As Grian kept trying to help Jimmy, Jimmy started to wave his hands a bit and took a shaky step back. Taking a deep breath and sniffling a lot, Jimmy spoke up.

“I’m-im ok! I’m- ok I’m not, I’m not ok but let me explain” Jimmy hiccuped and wobbled a bit. “Can-can we please sit?” And with that Grian and Mumbo quickly made a comfy seating area and they all sat down. Jimmy finally started to catch his breath.

“Ok, ok, Mumbo, you said you...You don’t remember your past?” Mumbo gave Jimmy a sad shake of his head.

“I’m afraid not. I don’t remember much past the ‘revolutionary’ Redstone project I did. When I try to look back all I get is...flashes of Redstone and colored wool. I’m sorry” Mumbo truly did feel and sound guilty. Jimmy nodded slightly.

“Well...Let me start from the beginning I guess.” Mumbo slightly leaned in closer. Grian slightly listened in but mostly kept his attention on the sky and protecting them from anything that may come by.

“Me and you are brothers Mumbo. When we were younger we were really close. And It was always like that, the only problem was you and our parents never really saw eye to eye. And around your teen years, you got fed up and made the decision to leave. You..” Jimmy stopped for a second as he let out a soft sob. Mumbo gently put a hand on Jimmy’s knee and gave him a reassuring smile. Jimmy sniffled and whipped his eyes.

“And around your teens, you decided to leave, you said we’d meet again, and you’d try to talk but weren’t sure you could do the latter that much.

“Throughout the years, I saw in the news all the achievements and progress you were making. It made me so happy to see, no matter what our parents say. But then..you declared to do that seemingly impossible project and you..you disappeared for SO /long/” Jimmy’s voice cracked at the end as he started to cry again, Mumbo gave him time to let it out.

“But then,” Jimmy gasped softly, wiping his runny nose “You appeared out of nowhere, declaring you finished that project. And low and behold, you /did/ you finished it! I was so happy, I cheered, I cried, I was just so...excited. By then I was old enough to be on my own. So I went looking for you, I wanted so desperately to see you again.

“But.. By the time I got there, you were gone. But… But I never stopped looking. I kept going. Even when I joined Evo, when I went to other Servers, I never stopped thinking about you” By the end, Mumbo felt his own tears running down his face. Jimmy’s story seemed so believable, the man poured his heart and soul into it, Yet...Mumbo still couldn’t remember anything.

“O-oh!” Jimmy perked up and open his inventory, searching through it, he then pulled out an old-looking photo. Jimmy looked down at it and smiled, a few more tears falling. He looked back up at Mumbo “I always kept a few photos of us with me. I could never bare you being away so I always had a photo of you. Looks like it’s coming in handy now” With a soft laugh, Jimmy passed Mumbo the photo.

As Mumbo got the photo and looked at it, his vision around the photo seemed to blur out, as if his eyes focused solely on the picture and nothing else. In the photo, there were two little boys, almost looking like twins. The one with black hair sat on the floor, smiling and looking at the camera. While the blonde was standing above the other one, leaning on his brother and slightly messing up his hair in the process, he seemed to be laughing.

Mumbo heard it first. The sound of two little kids laughing and joking, then he closed his eyes, and he /saw it/. It was a bit fuzzy but he saw it! He felt it!! He saw the memory of the photo. After the click of the camera, little mumbo quickly turned around and tackled his brother, where he was promptly pushed off by his little brother Jimmy. As Jimmy got up and ran off laughing, Mumbo was quick to get up and run after him.

Mumbo covered his mouth with his free hand and opened his eyes, he looked up from the photo and at jimmy, and instantly got another flashback.

This one the two seemed pretty roughed up from a long day of playing, they currently lay in one of their rooms. Mumbo was on the floor on his back, Jimmy laying across him in his stomach, yet Mumbo was still sleepily holding his brother who was snoring away. Younger Mumbo himself soon drifted off to sleep.

Mumbo quickly blinked his vision clear and Jimmy was looking at him hopefully. Mumbo shakily put down the photo and grabbed Jimmy’s wrist, only to yank him into a tight hug. Mumbo could hear Jimmy let out a soft cry as he hugged back tightly. The two stayed like that for a little while. Basking in each other’s presence and both coming to terms they have their brother back. Back for good. And they sure as hell weren’t losing the other ever again.

At that moment both were sent into a flashback, the night mumbo was leaving. The two were sitting in a similar pose as they were now. Mumbo was petting his brother’s hair as he whispered calming things to him. Promising him they’d see each other again. Promising him everything would be ok.

And despite Jimmy’s sadness and anxiety, he agreed. He knew this would make his brother happy, and that’s all he wanted. They’d see each other soon, just like Mumbo said. It would be ok.

Fading out of that flashback, the two brothers pull away. Mumbo looked at Jimmy and smiled a shaky smile “Looks like we have a lot to catch up on. But right now” He slightly glanced over at Grian, Who was now across the island, playing with a cat. He probably left to give the two their privacy. Jimmy chuckles and sniffles, nodding.

“Yeah, let’s get that rascal back over here and have something to eat. We really need to thank him for planning this” Mumbo nodded and agreed. Standing up, he helped his newfound brother stand as well. After a long glance at his brother, Mumbo looked back in the direction of Grian, already feeling closer to the smaller man for something so simple. But he really had Grian to thank for so much.

“Hey, Grian! Come back over here!” Mumbo shouted. Grian perked up and looked back. Getting up and dusting himself Grian started jogging back over and Mumbo couldn’t help but smile more. He felt he and Grian were going to be great friends.

#HGAU stories #Jumbro's au #aaaa!#this was so much fun to write #I hope you enjoy siren haha #im hoping you read this #but yes #jumbro's angst!#idk if i should main tag this tho xD

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hermit-god-au-pog · 3 years

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON]

Bet you didn't expect me huh! I'm here with an actual short story!

Before we start I’d like to thank @doctorsiren, @sweetest-honeybee, and @mjlor-chan for letting me use their persona’s in this au! Once I start getting more stories written, I shall try and add them in where I can!

I just wanted to say I tried my best to make {No-Name-Reporter} as gender-less and species-less as possible! So you decide what they are! And I reread this 2 times after finishing but there probably still mistakes, so I apologize in advance for that!

If the ones I tag actually read this, I hope I did you all justice haha. If you want a further look on what this au is about just look here-actually, its a pretty good overview.

Long story sort, The hermits are gods, and no one besides them and their Ambassadors&Advertisers know this. And in this short story, a pretty rude reporter interviews each A&A team!

If I need to add any trigger warnings please tell me! As well if anyone wants to be on a taglist. Without further-a-do, lets get into the story!

What’s happening you may ask? Well, I, {No-Name-Reporter} am going to interview each of the Hermit’s Ambassadors and Advertisers! Now, we have 3 categories to get through.

1st, The Ambassador and advertiser mix! In this category, we have 4 Mr.’s and a he/they; -Elybeatmaker, JCtheFluteman, Jono, ThePooka, and Gideon21. They will be who I’m talking to first.

2nd, The Ambassadors! This bunch is a group of 4 men, from what we’ve gathered; PixlRiffs, Zloyxp, Skizz, and Solidarity.

3rd and final, The Advertisers! This group includes a she/they, and 2 lovely gals] ; Doctor Siren, Sweetest-HoneyBee, Mjlor-Chan.

Now, with all their names and job titles out of the way, Let’s get to the interviews, shall we? I have 7 questions for each title and person to get through.

--The Ambassador&Advertiser Mix--

Laughing and joking around with each other, playfully shoving one another, the group of 5 walked into the sectioned-off park area the reported had reserved. They all sat down in the seats across from the reporter that was already there. {No-Name-Reporter} opened their journal and cleared their throat to get the A&A’s attentions.

“Now, I thank you all for agreeing to come. I am {No-Name-Reporter}, here to ask you about you and your jobs, what it’s like working under the Hermits. If it is ok with you all, I’d like to begin” With nods and agreements from the 5 guests, {No-Name-Reporter} gave a curt nod. Turning on their recording device and clicking their pen, they look at the 5.

“Question number 1, What are your names and titles?” Holding the recording device in the direction of the other 5, the reporter waited patiently.

“My name is ElyBeatmaker, Ely for short, I think I’m the most recognizable member of the Ambassadors&Advertizers team, also known as the A&A team. My pronouns are he/him”

“My name is JCTheFluteMan, JC for short. I’m often working most with Ely over here. My pronouns are He/Him.”

“My name is JonoSmithers! Jono for short, I’m actually Rendogs brother, but I don’t give him too much special treatment, don’t worry” Jono gave a Lil wink even though the audio couldn’t catch it. “My pronouns are He/Him”

“I’m Th3Pooka! Pooka for short, I’m the newest to the group so I’m still figuring out my place. He/Him pronouns!”

“And I’m Gideon21! Gideon for short, I’ve collabed the most with JC but tend to do my own thing. He/They pronouns.”

“Wonderful,” {No-Name-Reporter} started, scribbling down some notes. “Next question, What are your jobs responsibilities?” Looking back up {No-Name-Reporter} waited patiently. The 5 looked between each other, deciding who should respond.

“Well,” Ely started up “Our job has a lot” The others nodded.

“While we all do different things, the main objectives are that we help the Hermits advertise the server and their vlogs. On the ambassador part, we’ll typically do interviews like this or tag along to events and such if the strictly Ambassador team needs extra hands.” Gideon finished.

“Typically I’ll do thumbnails or little animations for the Hermits” Pooka added on.

“And we make and commission music for the Hermits” Jono, JC, and Ely said in unison. Nodding as they talked, {No-Name-Reporter} made sure to take some more notes and asked the next question without looking up.

“Two questions next, Who is in charge? Of you and your job, and what can we expect next?” A few gave a few playful eye rolls and shakes of their heads.

“Xisuma manages out paychecks” Ely stated plainly and with no room to question much.

“But between the A&A team, we don’t have a boss really, we all communicate and work things out. On paper the ‘director’ is Ely but he is not our boss” Gideon butts in after Ely, the other three nodding at the two in agreement.

“What you can expect next though, From me probably a lot more animations for the Hermits, and some of me and the Team” Pooka spoke excitedly, his tail swishing slightly.

“And for the musical peeps, we got commissions were looking into, and making music of our own” JC finished up this section, the 5 of them seem satisfied with what they’ve said. As {No-Name-Reporter} acted like they were about to ask more about that subject Jono quickly cut in.

“Next question please” Narrowing his eyes Jono raised an eyebrow, as to dare the reporter to challenge him. The reported just nodded and cleared their throat.

“Ok, ok, next question then, Can we, the public, talk to the Hermits-”

“Only if they agree to it specifically” Ely immediately interrupted.

“We’re not the people to ask for that, ask them. Next question please” JC finished. {No-Name-Reporter} seemed a bit taken aback and flushed by the response, but fixing their tie, they nod a bit and huff.

“How did you each get this job? Are you qualified enough?” The 5 stay quiet for a minute and look at the interviewer, they knew the questions were preplanned but that seemed a bit harsh.

“Well,” Gideon started. “For our own reasons, we were each approached by a Hermit and or Xisuma individually, whether in public or by email. Shortly after an interview was conducted and we got the job, as you can see by us sitting here.” Gideon made sure to keep it vague, smirking as it seemed to annoy the interviewer.

“As to if we’re qualified, do you really think the hermits would hire us if we weren’t? In order to hire someone, every single hermit has to agree to it. Even with the siblings on the teams, they had to go through the same process” Jono added on, crossing his arms and tilting his head.

“Each Hermit sampled our products and looked at our backgrounds, if they did not want us, we would not be here.” Pooka huffed out.

“Next question” JC and Ely said in unison, leaving no room for argument. {No-Name-Reporter} rolled their eyes and grit their teeth but gave them a smile.

“Final question, Have you ever lied or stretched the truth when asked about who the Hermits are and what they do?” JC put a hand on Jono’s shoulder, Gideon putting an arm in front of Pooka, to keep the two sitting down, they let Ely speak.

“First off, that is very rude, preplanned or not the way you have set this up is very distasteful” Ely spoke calmly. “To answer the question, No. We say what we know and don’t spill secrets. Everyone has secrets, just like you do, at least we would respect that.” The five of them got up, and as they started walking away Ely stayed for a moment.

“The A&A team is done with this interview, and we hope you have a good day, please refrain from asking for additional interviews. The A&A’s answer will most likely be a no” With that Ely followed his friends out, and {No-Name-Reporter} turned off the recorded. Letting out a frustrated sigh, they mutter;

“Let’s hope the Ambassadors will be easier to get through.”

--The Ambassadors--

The Ambassadors entered more calmly than the A&A did. Walking in, calmly talking to each other, cracking jokes here and there, they sat down in their designated seats. 2 out of 4 of them tried to look at least a little presentable as they sat down, while the other two relaxed casually into their seats, but not like they were relaxing at home. {No-Name-Reporter} gave the 4 of them a smile, flipping to a blank page in their notebook.

“Welcome, and thank you 4 for agreeing to come. I am {No-Name-Reporter}, and I’m here to ask you about you and your jobs, what it’s like working under the Hermits. If it is ok with you all, I’d like to begin” The 4 of them agreed without too much fuss, so with a click of a pen and a push of a button to turn on the recorder, {No-Name-Reporter} cleared their throat.

“Question number 1, What are your names and titles?”

“My name is PixlRiffs, Pixl for short, I am the announcer for HermitRecap and tend to be the main speaker of the 4 of us. My pronouns are He/Him” Pixl was quick to speak, almost like clockwork.

“ ‘M Zloyxp, just Zloy, please. I’m the other member of HermitRecap, Me and my buddy pixl tend to be the go-to for Ambassador work. He/Him pronouns” Zloy was one of the two to sit in the chair, relaxed as can be.

“The names Skizzleman! Most call me Skizz. I’m closest to team ZIT and impulse, but I do my part as an ambassador for the hermits. He/Him pronouns” He was the other Ambassador who sat in a relaxed state.

“Uh, hey! I- My name is Solidarity, I go by that and Jimmy. I am actually Mumbo’s brother, no I’m not good at Redstone. I’m new to the team but excited to be here. He/Him pronouns!” He seemed to be a bit nervous, the reporter liked this. Giving a pleasant smile, {No-Name-Reporter} tapped the pen against their journal, watching Jimmy’s reaction carefully.

“Wonderful, thank you all, next question. What are your jobs responsibilities?” Jimmy and Skizz take a quick glance at Pixl and Zloy, Pixl speaking up first.

“As Ambassadors to the Hermitcraft server, we often take care of the behind-the-scenes work when the hermits cant. Such as meetings, event planning, member tallies, recaps of what’s going on in the server, and making sure their image is not wrongly portrayed.” Pixl spoke calmly, and kept his expression neutral as if he was trained for this kind of situation.

“Right, now Pixl and I do most of the work since the other two are newer, but we all have our own roles within the Ambassador title. Next question please” Zloy seemed to get a bit more defensive, making the reporter raise an eyebrow.

“Ok, well then, next question I suppose” {No-Name-Reporter} looked at Zloy for a prolonged second before glancing to the rest of them. ”Two questions next actually, Who is in charge? Of you and your job, and what can we expect next?”

“Well Xisuma handles our paychecks” Zloy responded with a bit of snark, giving the interviewed a toothy smirk. Pixl rolled his eyes but hid a smile.

“As for who is ‘in charge’ of the operations” Pixl used his fingers to do quotation marks “Typically Zloy and I take the lead since we have more experience. But on paper, I am technically the lead man. But none of us think that per se” Pixl crossed his legs and sat back in his seat. “We, like the hermits, are very kind and cooperative people. We communicate constantly and keep an eye on one another” Pixel added on with a sickly sweet tone. Zloy gave the reported a look as if to dare to say something snarky or rude to them.

“Ah! As to what you can expect next!” Skizz clapped, seeming to either ignore the tense air or be oblivious to it. “We’re talking with the hermits about the new Minigame that’s been created by NoxCrew and Mr.Scott Smajor, a few of the hermits might be interested. As well as a more, tense little ‘mini game’ server is in the works. I can’t spoil too much behind it, but it’s going to be FILLED with action” Jimmy seemed to get excited as the two things were announced.

“Besides the hermits, some of us Ambassadors and Advertisers Might actually be participating as well” Skizz nodded and gave Jimmy a smile, glad to see him calm down a bit. {No-Name-Reporter} nodded as they quickly wrote all this down, happy to finally get some new news from these guys. ‘About fucking time’ they thought to themselves.

“Ok, next question, Can we, the public, talk to the Hermits?” Skizz and Jimmy instantly looked uncomfortable and Zloy let out a heavy annoyed sigh.

“With all due respect, we’ve tried to tell the public this many times” Pixl started, uncrossing his legs and leaning forward a bit. “The hermits are pretty private people, most of them at least. And unless they announce it themselves, no, the general public usually cannot personally talk to the hermits. And we Ambassadors ask for everyone to respect the Hermits boundaries in that way” {No-Name-Reporter} sat back a bit, caught off guard by Pixl’s intensity, muttering a soft almost silent ‘rude’ to themselves. Clearing their throat they flipped to a clean page in their journal.

“Ok, next two questions. How did you each get this job? Are you qualified enough?” Zloy let out a soft growl, not caught by the recording device thankfully. He bared his sharp teeth at this reporter, the way the questions were asked striking a small nerve. Pixl even felt his eye twitch a bit. Jimmy was actually the first to speak up.

“Well, The hermits have a very long and extensive hiring process. After getting everyone to agree to a player, they have to do an extensive background check and a couple of interviews before you can get the job” Skizz nods and glanced over at the recap.

“Zloy and Pixl have been doing this almost as long as the server has been online. They’re probably some of the most qualified people out there, and that’s actually quite a rude statement to ask us. We are ambassadors to the server, we would not be here if we didn’t have the skills necessary. I’m sure the hermits and the public would agree with us on that.” Skizz gave a soft sigh.

“Next question please, I’m sure none of us are comfortable enough to continue this conversation.“ The other three nod in agreement with Skizz’s statement. {No-Name-Reporter} only gave a curt nod and looks back at their notes.

“Ok then. Final question, Have you ever lied or stretched the truth when asked about who the Hermits are and what they do?” Zloy quickly stood, knocking over his chair. Pixl stood a bit calmer and put a hand on Zloys chest. Pixl, not taking his eyes off his friend spoke.

“We choose not to answer this question. And after today, we safely say we will no longer take interview requests from your company. After your interviews with the Advertisers, please never come back.” With that Pixl lead an upset Zloy out of the park.

Skizz stood, helping Jimmy up. “Thank you for the interview and we hope you got answers you were happy with. Have a good day” Skizz spoke, not looking at the interviewer. After {No-Name-Reporter} shut off the recorder Jimmy looks at them.

“Just as a warning, if hermits are to catch word of this rude behavior, they won’t be the happiest. So when you edit that, make sure to make yourself sound a bit nicer and less...sleazy” With that, the final 2 ambassadors left the park.

--The Advertisers--

The 3 of them walk into the park almost silently, {No-Name-Reporter} almost missed them. As the 3 sat down, One gave a smile and wave.

“Hey there, Thanks for inviting us along!” The Bee hybrid spoke cheerfully, The dragon hybrid gave a small noise of agreement as the Demon like one gave a small nod. While The Bee and dragon Hybrid sat straight up, hands in their laps, the Demon-like hybrid sat back, arms crossed across their chest, not looking unpleasant but not looking ecstatic to be here. {No-Name-Reporter} gave a slight cough.

“Yes, Thank you three for coming! I’m {No-Name-Reporter}, I’m here to ask you about you and your jobs, what it’s like working under the Hermits. If it is ok with you all, I’d like to begin” With agreement from the 3 gals, {No-Name-Reporter} turns on the recorder and clicks their pen open, looking at the 3 in front of them.

“Question number 1, What are your names and titles?”

“My name is Sweetest-Honeybee, You can call me Bee. I’m typically doing most of the public work and deals, while also doing a lot of the animation for the team! She/They please.”

“My name’s Doctor-Siren! Shortened to Siren usually. While I also do a lot of public stuff, not as much as Bee. I typically like to make the character designs and manage the plans of all our projects going on! She/Her pronouns please.”

“And I’m Mjlor-Chan. Mjlor for short. I typically do storyboards and do the final rundown of the projects before they’re released. As well as dealing with complaints and follow-ups usually. I use she/her pronouns” {No-Name-Reporter} nods, writing everything down.

“Ok, thank you. You’ve kind of already answered this but, if you have anything else to add please do. What are your jobs responsibilities?” Bee and Siren laugh a little bit, and Mjlor rolls her eyes amused glancing over at the other two.

“Well, typically we’re the ones making deals with the public for the hermits when they want or need the hermits to sponsor something, or they want to sponsor the hermits. We also ask other artists for commissions if we or a hermit wants it. Additionally, we do a lot of the more advanced art for some hermits and the rest of the team.” Bee started to explain.

“We also do commissions of our own, outside of the hermits” {No-Name-Reporter} rose an eyebrow at Mjlors comment, she looks back at the reporter, raising an eyebrow back.

“So, you work for others besides the hermits?” {No-Name-Reporter} spoke with an illusion of shock and confusion. Mjlor rolled her eyes and sighed in unison with Bee and Siren like they’ve heard this before. Mjlor sat up fully, leaning forward so her arms rested on her legs.

“Listen, the hermits are great, and sure they pay us plenty. But that doesn’t mean they own us or our services. We still work for other people, and other artists work for them. Plain and simple” Bee slightly nudged Mjlor.

“Everything Mjlor said was right. And I think we move on now please.”

“If I could ask a few more questions about-”

“No,” the three advertisers said at once.” Next question please” Bee stated once again, making the reporter give a defeated sigh.

“Ok, next question. Two questions actually, Who is in charge? Of you and your job, and what can we expect next?” {No-Name-Reporter} looked at the three expectantly, feeling the atmosphere in the room suddenly grow heavier, but the tones of the three didn’t change to anything malicious.

“Xisuma manages our paychecks and makes sure we get them on time” Bee started talking first.

“And we don’t really have a set leader or director here. We all have different jobs within the advertising department. So one of us can exactly look over everything” Siren tried to explain.

“With us, we have to communicate in order to get shit done, and that’s what we do. So technically we’re all in charge of ourselves, we don’t need a big boss hovering over our shoulder like you” Mjlor finished, sitting back again, crossing her arms again.

“And a lot of our projects are pretty private, strictly between us, the hermits, and our clients. If you want to know more, a hermit or client will publicly announce what they’re doing and you can ask them. Privacy is important here.” Bee crossed her legs, putting their hands on their knee as they gave the reporter a smile. After a long silence {No-Name-Reporter} let out an awkward cough.

“Well since you just answered my next question, ill skip to the others after that. I have two questions actually. How did you each get this job? Are you qualified enough?” Mjlor gave out a low heavy sigh and rubbed their temple as Bee’s wings jitter in annoyance and Sirens wings try to puff up to make her look bigger, but she soothes them back down.

“Listen, {No-Name-Reporter}, we’re not really liking your questions, your delivery and the way you’re talking to us is very rude. Knowing the hermits or not, you shouldn’t treat someone like this. And frankly, I’m not going to deal with that. “Mjlor states as she stood, Bee and Siren following her lead.

“If you’ve treated us like this I’m afraid how you treated the others.” Siren shook her head slightly at the reporter, already mentally planning on contacting the other 2 teams to see how their interviews went. {No-Name-Reporter} quickly stood up after them, reaching out a hand.

“Wait, ok, at least answer my final question, Have you ever lied or stretched the truth when asked about who the Hermits are and what they do? There are a lot of rumors going on around them you know” {No-Name-Reporter} fell silent as all 3 advertisers turn to face them. They all gave them a stare that didn’t quite have ill intent, but it surely wasn’t friendly either.

“Listen {No-Name-Reporter}. I recommend you leave this area and refrain from contacting us or the hermits ever again” Bee spoke calmly, walking closer as she held her arms behind her back. “We took time out of our busy days to talk to you, the hostility is not appreciated.” As {No-Name-Reporter} started to try and walk back, the back of their legs hit the seat and out of surprise fell back into the seat. Siren used her wings to flutter hop over. Grabbing the recording device, she pressed the stop button.

“The hermits are kind people and try to show that, but also aren’t pushovers like some people think they are.” Siren handed the recording device back to the stunned reporter. “And they’re going to be very displeased to learn this whole interview was to try and get secrets about them from us.” the {No-Name-Reporter} starter to sputter and explain themself but Mjlor put a hand on their shoulder.

{No-Name-Reporter} almost jumped out of their seat and turned to look at the girl who seemed to just appear next to them. {No-Name-Reporter} gave Mjlor a cautious and confident look as to say ‘hurt me, I dare you, ill take you down if you do’. Mjlor gave them a smirk and leans down.

“Don’t worry {No-Name-Reporter}, I’m not going to hurt you, I would never, I think I’m being unrightfully accused” Mjlor feigned innocence. “I just want you to know, you have 12 people who know; what you look like, your name, and where you work. If the hermits truly wanted to find you to give you a follow-up after this, it would not be very hard.” With that Mjlor stood up and let go of the reporter’s shoulder, pulling out her communicator she walked out of the park, probably messaging the Ambassadors and the A&A’s. {No-Name-Reporter} let out a shaky breath and looked at the other two who have gathered their stuff.

“I hope you have a lovely rest of your day {No-Name-Reporter}” Bee said with a smile.

“And I sure do hope you learn not to be as rude. It’s not a good look and can get you in trouble” Siren said with concern and then a smile. The two then followed Mjlors lead and left {No-Name-Reporter} sitting there. Stunned and a little frightened.

Aftermath

“Yeah, that company is very bad news. Are we putting them on the no-contact list?” Ely commented. Currently, all 12 A&A’s were in a room together, it was the next day. They had just finished sharing their stories with each other.

“Oh definitely, I’m half tempted to tell the hermits. But that might just cause the hermit’s more stress than they need” Zloy huffed out, scratching his head and leaning back in his seat, glancing up and behind him at Pixl, who nodded in agreement.

“Let’s wait for a minute to see what they do before we tell the hermits. But definitely put them on No-Contact” Pixl looked at the 3 advertisers. “They seemed to be the worst with you three though.” The 3 gals looks between each other and shrug.

“Eh, could be a lot of reasons why. None of the options nice but still” Siren spoke from the spot she was perched on, Bee and Mjlor nodded.

“I made sure he knew we weren't going to take any of his shit early on, and I think that pissed him off” Mjlor snorted, Bee laughing softly as well, nodded.

“That you did. In general he gave a shitty vibe” Everyone in the room agreed with Bee’s statement. Then Jimmy’s and Jono’s coms buzzed. Checking their messages they both cringed.

“So...my brother just texted”

“Mine too”

“Looks like the reporter has a fast work ethic because the article is already out” Jono looked up to see the differing looks of upset in the room then to Jimmy. Jimmy looking back at him than the others.

“Turns out it’s not the nicest article either, to put it nicely, and the hermits who already know are not happy. I think we should be getting a text from-”

~Ding~

“Xisuma” Ely, Pixl, and Zloy said at the same time. The room stayed silent for a moment before they all started to laugh.

“Ok, let’s get this crazy shit show rolling shall we?” Pooka recommended, holding up 3 recorders of his own. Each labeled with the different departments the group was in.

“Wait, are those each from our interviews?” Skizz questioned, to which pooka nodded quickly.

“Sure is, and I say we use these to our advantage.” And with that, everyone gave each other a mischievous smirk. With a message to Xisuma for a meeting place, they all started leaving the room, excited to cause some mayhem. They all deserved some fun after those interviews, as a treat.

#HGAU stories #hermitcraft #hermit recap #honorary hermits #i really dont wanna tag 12 people #thats a lot #hermitcraft recap #But!#i had fun with this-writing it and stuff #many mistakes or not haha #i hope whoever reads this had fun too!#and i hope i did the 3 i tagged justice #im scared to share it just cause i dont want them to hate it xD

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON] Got some short stories for ya’ll!

After much struggle i managed to think of some more lore based prompts for some short stories! They’ll be under the cut!

One of a conversation between Helsknight and EvilXisuma, the other of an interaction between TFC and GeminiTay! What can i say im a sucker for these two. The stuff is only slightly proof-read by myself so sorry for any mistakes in grammer or if things sound weird lol

Anyway, I hope ya’ll enjoy! And if i need to add any tw’s just say! I dont think i will though! Long post under the cut though

EX&Hels have a conversation

“So let me get this straight,” Helsknight sat up in his seat and leaned on the table between the two” You’re not considered a hels hermit at all?” Evil Xisuma rolls his eyes but chuckles at the other, he doesn’t blame him for not knowing, hell the only ones who probably knew were him and Grian’s little buddies.

“No, I am not a hels hermit like you. But, I work very similarly. Me personally, I’m the axolotl’s evil clone according to my code. But, and I can’t speak for the others, I still fill up the role of why a hels is created.” Helsknight slowly blinked at the other and rose an eyebrow.

“What is that supposed to mean exactly?” Evil X let out a snort at the other’s question.

“Well basically, Hels exist for one reason, to keep the gods, or hermits as we know them, in check. Granted they’re all too nice to do anything we’d do, but the point still stands. Hels are here to counteract the hermits, and the Axolotl doesn’t have a hels per say because I exist. But that’s not stopping the void from making a hels version if need be.” Helsknight leaned back and crossed his arms, narrowing his eyes at Evil X.

“Ok, so because you already existed, the void didn’t make a counterpart for the admin. But what do you mean it could make another? Why would we need a third Xisuma?” Evil X tapped his chin as he thinks of what he should say.

“Well, let’s just say the void has already planned for that” Helsknight could feel the shit-eating grin the other was giving him. But Evil X gestures to another person in the room. Helsknight, begrudgingly, decided to look, and see’s what the other was talking about. There was a turtle Xisuma sitting at a bar, but he looked almost vacant, like an NPC almost.

“Now, I’ve never talked to that guy, and based on the interactions they’ve had with others, he’s entirely just a placeholder, an NPC ready to be coded into action.” Helsknight turned back to Evil X who was looking at him now.”But unless something happens to me, I keep the role of a ‘hels counterpart’ even though I’m not a hels.” Blinking, helsknight picked up his drink, downing the rest of its contents, this was a very weird conversation they were having but, informative. Then something struck him.

“You said something about others earlier” Evil X feigned innocence and confusion, making helsknight growl.

“Earlier this conversation! You said ‘ But, and I can’t speak for the others, I still fill up the role of why a hels is created’. There are others who aren’t technically hels hermits on the server?” Evil X snorted then started laughing. Helsknight slammed his hands on the table and stood up.

“No! I’m serious! Who the hell are the others?!” After Evil X got done with his laughing fit, he pretended to wipe away some tears.

“You really are dense my friend” before the other could reply, Evil X continued” The only ones I personally know of, are actually Grian’s-”

“You said that using plurals, does Grian seriously have 2?” Helsknight looked at the other bewildered as he nodded.

“Indeed he does my friend. I don’t entirely understand it myself. One calls themself NpcGrian, or NPG for short, the other one calls themself Robot Grian or RG for short. And between us, RG is definitely the eviler and smarter one of the two. He’s probably the one considered the hels version.” Helsknight slumped back in his seat and rubbed his temple, letting out a heavy sigh.

“Alright, to get away from that confusing topic, you said hels were made to counter the gods?” Evil X nodded.

“Yee-p” popping the p at the end, Evil X leaned forward.” All the gods being together in one space can be seen as quite a dangerous predicament, and if they ever decided to team up and rise up for some reason, no one would know before it’s too late. So to try and stop that, keep the gods on their toes and aware, the hels were made. You were one of the first to become sentient and seek out your counterpart actually”

Helsknight looked at the other for a moment then realized something. Something that didn’t settle right with him.

“How do you know all of this information? I’m pretty sure not even Xisuma knows this crap.” Hels rose an eyebrow as the other’s expression got darker behind the mask he wore.

“Let’s just say, being locked in the void for ages gives you some free time. And the ability to look through your and your clone’s codes, even though I was never able to edit them.” Huh, well that made sense.

TFC helps Gem out/aka being a god is overwhelming

Sometimes, to really appreciate the world you live in, you just gotta walk around. Taking in the sights of what the world holds and what your fellow hermits have made. And honestly, TFC is usually blown away by how talented the hermits are. He may not be much of a builder himself, but he’s happy they’ve kept him along the way nonetheless. Little ol’ miner TFC, walking amongst godly builders, figuratively and literally.

Sometimes on TFC’s walks, he’ll come across other hermits, not often, but it’s always pleasant when he does. TFC admits, he should get out to talk to the others more, but he can’t help it. The mines make him feel at home. But today, walking into one of the newer hermits areas, he had a bad feeling in his gut.

Deciding to stray from the path TFC decided to look around the area, a bit more in dept. And low and behold, once getting close to one of the new hermits custom trees, he heard soft, stifled crying. Like they were trying to cover it up. Eyes softening, TFC went over to the home next to this wonderful tree and knocked, before letting himself peek inside.

GeminiTay sat in the corner, her head snapped up and it was obvious how overwhelmed and tired she looked. TFC gave a slight smile and walked inside, closing the door gently. Gemini watched tensely as TFC walked over, his pickaxe he used as a cane clicking with every step. But, TFC sat down next to her and softly asked.

“Would physical touch help this situation or worsen it?” Seeing Gemini’s tears starting to well up more, TFC opened his arms, offering her a safe space. And she took it. Gemini scrambled to get up and hug the other. She didn’t know why his presence felt so...comforting, but it did, and once she started the hug, the floodgates were let loose. She couldn’t hold back her tears even if she tried.

TFC held the young girl close, gently rubbing circles into her back as her whole frame shook and twitched. TFC did notice the leaves that moved like butterflies flying about in the home. He semi-watched them as he comforted the hermit in his arms, taking notes on the situation.

Once TFC heard the girls’ cries soften and as her body became less shaky, he decided to start talking.

“I understand if you’re too overwhelmed to talk right now, but was this panic caused by some aspect of your godly nature?” TFC waited patiently, and when he felt a soft nod on his shoulder he let out a little sigh.

“You are one of the newest gods in general, not even to the server, have you been taught anything more than the basics yet?” a small shake of her head.”So you’re not yet in tune with who you are and the powers you possess, and due to that, something within you snapped, and you started hearing noises or voices, am I correct?” TFC could feel Gem tense like he had just read her mind, but she gave a soft nod. TFC looked around at the leaf butterflies, more seem to have gathered.

“Are the voices still present? Have they gotten any louder or more intense?” With the soft nod, TFC was starting to understand a bit more. Gently sitting Gemini up, he made the corner they were in into a cozy one full of blankets and pillows.

Gemini then watched, rubbing her slightly puffed-up eyes, as TFC started to gather the leaf butterflies. Once he got a good amount he gently set them free outside. And the more he let go, the less overwhelmed Gemini felt. Once most of the creatures were out TFC made his way back over and sat across from Gemini.

“Ready to talk?” Gemini nodded, sniffling and wiping away any stray tears. Taking a deep breath Gemini starts talking.

“So...So I was just doing my normal routine, today I decided to do some enchanting. But then my tree, my /tree/ started talking to me and I got confused. So I went over and put a hand on the tree.”Gemini paused, breath hitching again. TFC gently held one of her hands, reassuring her to take her time. After catching her breath, Gem continued.

“And..And then I...And then I heard all these voices and cries. Some were asking me for help, some were..thanking me? Some were crying, some cheering...But they all came at once and I couldn’t shut them off. Then I started hearing more despair than anything else and I... I couldn’t do it. My body got all fuzzy! And my eyes got blurry but different from tear blur. I felt my body...change. And so I ran in here. And I only started to feel my body go back to normal shortly before you came..” Gem panted softly when she was done, her tears back and starting to fall again. She was looking down at her feet.

But when she felt a soft big hand on her cheek, whipping away her tears, she looked up. TFC gave her a gentle smile, a reassuring one, and, it honestly helped her more than she would have thought.

“That my dear was your body being forced into its godly form. Every god has one, but most prefer not to be in them, as they can be taxing after long uses. But they’re nothing to be afraid of. You just went into it unwillingly.” Gemini nods softly, following along so far.”And if you would like, I can help you learn how to go into it and out of it, at will. I’ll do it with you.”

Gemini thought about it for a while. She didn’t know how long, but TFC never rushed her into deciding, only waiting patiently, giving her time to think. But, if she learned how to control that form, maybe it would be less frightening if this ever happened again. Gem then looked at TFC and gave a quick nod.

“Yea, ok. I, I want to learn how to control this...godly form of mine. But you’ll do it with me right?” TFC nodded and scooted so that they bot sat criss-cross, knees touching each other. TFC then gently held both of her hands.

“Ok, to start off with, think of why you became a god, and what you’re the god of. Think of what that means to you.” Gem nodded, closing her eyes as she held TFC’s hands. Furrowing her brows a bit Gemini thought.

Thought of the event that lead her to be a god, why she did what she did. She thought of what that event meant to her and why she would do it again. And she felt the tension in her shoulders released. Gem then thought of what it meant to be the goddess of the forest, what the responsibility and future actions might hold for her.

“Good, you’re doing great” TFC’s voice rang through her ears.”Now hold onto that feeling, clutch onto it, cherish it. Once you’ve done that, let go. Let yourself feel your body change, let it morph and melt into something new.”

Taking one more deep breath, Gem followed his instructions. The feeling her ‘job’ gave her, the hope she had for herself, and so on, she held it close to her heart, and let herself stop caring about the mortal plane for a bit. And she felt herself change. Like what happened earlier, but less jarring and harsh. She felt her body almost melt, felt it slither around while being on one spot. The feeling wasn’t unpleasant like it was before. It felt like shifting over in bed, something familiar.

“There we go, you’ve done it, you can open your eyes.” Cautiously, Gem opened her eyes, and instead of being met with the soft grandpa from before, there was a whole new person. They looked like TFC but also now. They had more sharp edges and the particles of different ores around them were very present, and they radiated the energy of a god. He reached over and cupped her cheek.

“How do you feel?” Gemini thinks, she looked down at her new self, realizing how much bigger the two were now. She looked at all the leaf butterflies, not being as scared of them now. She felt power coursing through her, the whispered of the plants and tree’s outside. But now that she’s not in her panicked state, it was a lot more comforting. Gem felt a soft smile form over their lips. Looking up at TFC she felt warmth in her chest.

“Now that I’m not panicking, it feels nice. It feels warm, and I feel stronger.” TFC nods, looking pleased.

“Now, let’s go back to normal shall we?” Gem nods and puts her head down, closing her eyes again.

“Now, recognize your form, recognize the power coursing through you. Hold that feeling, and imagine yourself tucking it away for later. Let yourself relax and let your body morph once more” And once again, Gem tried her best to follow along.

And next time she opened her eyes, the normal TFC sat in front of her. Looking down at herself, Gem saw her she was back to normal. Smiling Gem leaped up to hug TFC. Hugging back TFC gently pet her hair.

“Now, let’s get you to bed, You need some rest after all that. Tomorrow we’ll talk more about this stuff ok?”

And with that, TFC and Gem got comfy in the small comfort fort TFC had made and Gem fell asleep. During the afternoon Bdubs came to see gem, but finding her and TFC sleeping, he just smiled fondly and closed the door quietly. Informing the server not to disturb the two for the rest of the night and left the sleeping duo to rest

#hermit gods #hels hermits #helsknight #evil xisuma #tinfoilchef #geminitay #HGAU facts #i mean these short stories add on a lot to the lore of the au #and sorry ive been inactive #real life sucks lol #but i hope someone enjoys these stories haha #gems godly outfit is in the works btw!#as well as mumbo's #i might so some stuff with ijevin soon though #i miss the slime boi

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[OLD AND MAY BECOME NON-CANON LATER ON] Hermit-Gods and their Bio’s pt.2

Part 2 babyyyyy’s! 5 more hermit Bios done! Pog!

I hope you guys like these haha, any feedback is appreciated! Also, Joe and Cleo are in this and im still frightened by the fact both of them have tumblr lol But im 70% sure they’ll never find this place, if they do I hope they enjoy the au involving their characters lol!

All the bios under the cut

Xisuma- God of Masks/forms

Real Godly name?; TBD

Pronouns; They/them/Ze/Zem

Extra Domains?; n/a or TBD

Event(s) that would make them happy?; Honestly? A more chill masquerade ball. Probably starting early evening, the part goes on for a while, everyone has some sort of mask and fun or fancy outfit, and they have a big ol fun party. And later in the night, everyone gathers around, Xisuma puts on a little admin magic show and they probably have a little bond fire, everyone switching outfits with others to see what they’d look like, often causing shenanigans.

Myth?; He always wanted to make others happy, knowing the ones around him had hard lives. He had struggles of his own but he could tell others were less in control of their demons, so using voice changers, costumes, masks, anything, he tried to help the ones he so desperately wanted to laugh or smile. If he didn’t succeed, he tried again even harder. The day he got his dad to laugh and calm down while being in a fit of rage, was one of his happiest moments. Now after someone is able to make someone genuinely happy, laugh, or cheer up using a funny face, prop, or disguise, a little voice says.

What one would hear after? ‘Well isn’t that just splendid, it feels so nice to see them smile, doesn’t it?’

ZombieCleo- Goddess of Puppetry

Real Godly name?; TBD

Pronouns; She/Her/any

Extra Domains?; sculpting & necromancy

Event(s) that would make them happy?; People reacting to her armor stands in general. + She’ll ask for a little help and set on a full-on show in a makeshift theater using her armor stands and some magical help. Every hermit who isn’t helping gathers in the audience to watch the show and after marvel and gush over Cleo’s hard work and planning she did. Cause like it is truly amazing though.

Myth?; She wasn’t always so guarded and slightly ruthless. She once has faith in the world and who lived in it. But after her death and multiple witnesses’ not saying anything, she would soon grow cold. After waking up in a bed, she was met with the watcher symbol, to be told she was now a god, but instead of going out for revenge, she used her newfound power to manipulate and puppet the ones who had hurt her into ruining their own lives, sabotage themselves, and when they were at their lowest, she left them to deal with it themselves. After she let out her rage she went on to use her magic for good, using her power to lead people in the right directions in their life, help newly reanimated corpses(the sentient ones) to understand life and how to work with their new bodies. Now, whenever someone helps a sentient undead being or uses their bigger power to genuinely help others below them, they’ll hear a soft voice.

What one would hear after? ‘Yaknow, you could have done a really bad thing right there, but you did the opposite. Maybe there is more good in this world than we may think. You did good pal, you did good’

Joehills- God of Wisdom

Real Godly name?; TBD

Pronouns; he/him

Extra Domains?; glitched or unjust deaths

Event(s) that would make them happy?; Storytime. Either he or Ren will sit on a chair and the hermits will gather in front of them like they’re back in grade school to hear the stories. Sometimes it’ll be true, fiction, realistic fiction, or even myths or legends! Everyone gets snacks and drinks and get to listen to them reading

Myth?; He had a good life, and made an amazing friend, who he didn’t care was immortal and stronger than he was. And for years he lived his mortal lives surrounded by immortals, seeming to be blending in somehow. Probably due to his vast vocabulary and knowledge he had on hand at all times, and his desire to learn new things. But after an unfortunate death and soon revival, he learned to appreciate life so much more than he had. Now when someone is revived, comes close to death, or uses their knowledge to help keep them or someone else alive, they’ll hear a soft voice.

What one would hear after? ‘Life is such a precious thing, and you never know when you might lose it, it’s a fragile and random thing. Yet you’re here to see another day. Please treasure that feeling and keep your head up. It’s gonna be ok.’

Rendog- God of Fables&Legends

Real Godly name?; TBD

Pronouns; He/Him/ Any

Extra Domains?; Dogs

Event(s) that would make them happy?; The same as Joe’s actually, that makes him very happy + huge cuddle pile, doesn’t have to be the whole server just a big cuddle pile cause yes

Myth?; He grew up with a decent life, it had pros and cons. He became a god around the time he was a teen. Due to his current obsessions with the past and myths and legends, he had quite a lot of knowledge on hand. And when he noticed the signs of a previous legend coming to be, he was able to convince the ones he loved to leave the area. But he secretly stayed behind. Tho he died killing this legendary beast, his sacrifice was not in vain. Due to his sacrifice and such kind heart, he was brought back with unspeakable power. Though his life got so much more difficult after that moment, he never regretted a moment of it. Now when someone uses a legend or myth to solve a problem or save someone, they’ll hear a soft voice.

What one would hear after? ‘Great job Cyber-Dog! That was amazing what you just did, now why don’t you go out and learn a few more to keep in your back pocket~’

Welsknight- God of the knights/protectors

Real Godly name?; Elex

Pronouns; They/Them/Ze/Zem

Extra Domains?; Armor

Event(s) that would make them happy?; Big ol slumber party, kinda like bdubs but less extreme + Sparring matches + Concerts! They like to sing sea shanties to the hermits

Myth?; Actually being born in the medieval time, ze grew up and always wanted to be a knight, it was their dream for all their life. And when zey were old enough, their dream came true, zey had become a knight. And due to their strength and intelligence in training, they quickly rose in the ranks. One day, when the kingdom was attacked, Ze disobeyed orders and went to check on the princess to see her being attacked. Ze lost their life that day, but it was a worthy sacrifice, and the kingdom did not forget their sacrifice either. They had a statue dedicated after them and everything. When they were revived as a god, instead of going home, Zey decided to explore the world, see what else was out there and aims to protect others. Now when someone intends to sacrifice themselves for another/a group of people or swears on their life to protect someone or something, they’ll hear a soft voice.

What one would hear after? ‘That’s a mighty big promise you made. But in your heart, I can see what you say is true. There are ones watching over you, you are a worthy knight young one’

#hermit gods #HGAU bios #xisuma #zombiecleo #joe hills #rendog #welsknight #these were also a lot of fun #thinking of different myths/backstories is really fun #and a few hermits will slightly overlap #but thats ok #just explains why they'd get along a lot more than normal people!

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