#mumbo jumbo x reader

[nyxmisfortune]

Happy Birthday!!

Paring-Mumbo Jumbo, Grian, Scar x reader [seprate] 

Warnings-None

Summary-How the Hermits would help you celebrate your birthday

Warnings-None

Notes-As a happy birthday to this blog, the reader gets to celebrate their birthday! This does take place in summer so sorry to everyone with winter birthdays! [It’s me, I’m the one with the winter birthday] I might write one for Impulse Pearl and Xisuma later

Mumbo Jumbo

I think he would plan a cute picnic! 

He has everything, flowers, the red checkered blanket, and food Scar totally didn’t help him make

It’s really cute and he treats you so nicely

It is your birthday after all

And of course, what is a picnic without a surprise?

Mumbo had Insisted the two of you stay out late, though, you didn’t quite know why. You watched the sun go down and thought that was what he wanted to stay out for, but no. He insisted that if you’d just wait, you’d love what was to come.

So you wait. 

And wait. 

And wait. 

You wait till The moon is high in the sky. “Mumbo, I think it’s time to-” You’re cut off by Mumbo pointing at something “Look!” You look to where he’s pointing only to find a little firefly. You watch the little bug flutter around. Soon, there’s more until the whole valley is lit up with tiny lights. It looks magical like the stars came down to make a show just for you.

Mumbo smiles “Suprise” 

Grian

He takes the day off from his little prank war with Doc to spend time with you.

You have to make him promise he won’t wake you up at 6 AM this year 

He takes you out for lunch

This man is taking you flying, whether you have wings or not.

You’re woken up by a loud thump. You sit up in bed, confused until you realize the pesky bird just slammed himself into your window, thinking it was an open gap. You have to hold in laughter as you run downstairs to go make sure he’s ok.

You quickly change out of your night clothes and run downstairs and outside. Grian is dusting himself off when he sees you and his eyes light up. “There you are! Right on time!” Before you can ask questions you’re being swept up into his arms.

He shoots off into the sky and you have to cling to him so you don’t fall. “GRIAN!” You yell, have to scream to be heard over the rushing wind. Finally, he slows down “Yes Y/n?” 

“What do you think you’re doing?” You ask, a mock scolding tone to your voice. “Taking you to lunch!” He says cheerily

Scar

The whole day is spent doing whatever you’d like to do. 

You want to go to the shopping district? Scars got Diamonds. You want to walk around Scarland? He’ll give you the best tour. Just want to cuddle in bed? He’s more than happy to do that!

The one thing that is for sure is that he’s waking you up with breakfast

No guarantee on how it turns out tho

You’re woken up to the smell of something burning. You quickly get out of bed and head downstairs. You head into the kitchen to find Scar making breakfast. 

“Scar is something burning?” 

“Just my love for you~” 

“Scar the toaster is on fire” 

“THE TOASTER IS WHAT!?” 

He quickly whips around and does his best to put out the fire. You sigh and smile. “Scar, the fire extinguisher.” Scar pauses for a moment before grabbing the fire extinguisher and putting out the fire. 

You can’t help but laugh, and give Scar a hug “Thanks for making breakfast” Scar smiles and kisses your forehead “Of course. Happy birthday Y/n”

#hermitcraft fanfic #hermitcraft #fanfiction #mumbo jumbo x reader #grian x reader #goodtimeswithscar x reader #Nyx writes

[poetthewriter]

HAII the one and only baby girl here

imma send this ask again bc i sent it on my laotop and I literally never have any of my asks go through on my laptop so

i was wondering if you could write vamp!mumbo and a winged reader where reader like uses their wings to protect mumbo from the sun:0

ALSO HAI WELCOME MOONY ANON

Hope ur doing well :3

-🪶

Feather! im so sorry if this is bad and or short i hope its okay<3

VampireMumbo x GnWingedReader

Sunburned

You two sit in the entrance of your home putting on shoes, Mumbo puts on his fancy dress shoes well you put on your own, you silently laugh as you see his shoes wondering why you love is always so dressed up even in this hot weather.

You would think that being a vampire is hard enough not being able to be In the blistering sun but wearing something so hot in this weather makes you think you fallen for a mad man.

Finishing the laces on your shoe you and Mumbo walk out the door and you follow along skipping up behind to catch up with him, a black umbrella rests atop his shoulder and covers his skin, a shadow falls down covering his figure that smiles down at you.

Scars litter your boyfriends hand from all the times he accidentally let himself be hit by the sun, a red tint finds its self on the newer slaps of the sun and a calmer brown rests on the old.

The two of you chat hand in hand deciding where you need to go for what items and any other options and ideas come to mind but something seems to not like your voices. The wind howls as it gets stronger, the once hot air chills at it hit the two of you back, although the heat settles down the sun still blisters down on you and not so lucky for Mumbo the wind doesn’t seem to like him.

As the bursts of air pounce down on you and Mumbo his umbrella fly's out of his grip, as soon as his cover goes flying his skin reacts, yelps and the sound of sizzling are all you can hear, it feels like everything is in slow-motion. you act quick and rip open you wings hovering them over mumbo, he's doubled over skin burnt and different groans and yaps are heard from him.

you swoop down and pick him up gently with encouraging words, praise well as worried remarks like asking if he is okay and for him to hold on. with the amount of pain he is in he can hardly respond so you carry him surrounding your wings around his fragile body well sprinting back to the house.

skirring around you search and trash the house, Mumbo lays in bed and jolts around at the feeling of pain, ointments, creams, aloe, pills and water all lay around as you franticly try to calm him down, thrashing and throwing you grab Mumbo's non burned cheeks and force him to look at you, you look in his eyes and slowly kiss him as his eyes start to water.

you break from the kiss and beg him to stay still and he tries his best as he holds himself back from crying and yelling. you slowly tilt the water at Mumbo's lips so that he can swallow a pill for the pain, and he chugs it all some water slipping down twitching lips, his lips are not the only thing twitching any more, as you apply the creams and ointments he moves around even till you put the bandages on.

after applying the substances you sit next to the bed holding one to his unburnt finger humming and having a one sided conversation. he slowly drifts off to sleep and the tears stop falling, you sigh out after not realizing you have been holding your breath, you shutter slightly and Mumbo's movements but decide to get up and laydown on the other side of the bed after turning off all the heat.

~~~~~~~~~~~~

its been a few days since the burning and Zed came over and took mumbo to his place to heal him with some remittees that he made, you haven't been able to talk to him for a few days and it was taking a toll on you seeing your love in so much pain haunted you, you sit on the couch with your hands holding up your hand and a knock bangs through the house, you assume its zed coming to report or a hermit coming to check in but it better then any of those, Mumbo stand at the front door with a new umbrella in his hand and a healed body>

You don't run to mumbo scared you still might hurt him but when he gently smiles at you, you cant help your self, you walk over and hold his tired face. you look at him with sorrow filled eyes and he only has one response and that is to kiss you, you feel his lips on yours and all of you angst and sadness washes away in to the air. looking at him he looks and smiles at you as you continue to stroke his cheek....

"You stupid bat...." you say with quite voice and pull him in as if you will never let go.

#hermitcraft x reader #mcyt x reader #hermit x reader #hermitcraft fanfic #mumbo jumbo #mumbo x reader #mumbo jumbo x reader

[lunar-writes-things]

Alright, alright. Hear me out. There is not enough boatem x reader on tumblr, so can we get a fic set in the SoB universe, like, a cute date night with all the babys? Or even like, a moment during season nine where boatem has to reassure the reader that they'll still love them even if they don't live in a big group anymore?

To make a wrong right

Pairing: Boatem X Reader

Summary: In which your preparation for a date is misinterpreted. 

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Extra notes: ooooooo- MY BABIES!!!! I so missed writing for them!!! Enjoy!

Content warnings (If any): None 

WC: 1.6k

Season Nine was exhilarating for you.

Starting off the season with Your partners (That felt wonderful to say, even after three months in the void) and making a few small bases around Spawn that held you five together, often coming together in your home since Grian was already almost always there and so were you.

But soon, the blissfulness of spawn faded, and soon blueprints began to form. 

This season? You were a God

Your wings grew large, even without the elytra, and your eyes burned so white you had to wear a white wrap around them to prevent you from hurting your lovers. 

Even so, they loved you more and more, and you loved all the more.

This season you chose snowy mountains to build on. High in the clouds to create a Greek city with pantheons for each of the twelve main gods and goddesses, with the biggest one in the middle for you. 

It was a project of size you had never done before, but nonetheless, you were excited. Not everyone could say they built a city in the clouds. 

unfortunately, with huge projects comes huge consequences. 

Like not being able to spend time with your lovers. 

They and you still visited each other, but now the task was tedious. You lived far from your partners, and it hurt your heart not to see them as much as you used to, but you knew that once you finished the inside of this build, you would bring them up as soon as possible and make sure they had their fill of time together. 

However...That would be a long time from now... 

The Boatem crew met without their angel in Grian's base. It had been a few months since they'd seen you and Mumbo had just got back from his hibernation. 

"They aren't here..." Mumbo said and slumped down 

"Yeah..." Pearl hummed and looked out, worried. "Do you think they are okay?" 

"I'm sure they're fine," Impulse spoke up and pulled Pearl into his lap before pressing small kisses to her face "They've been really absorbed into that base of theirs. Barely listened to me when I invited them."

There was a moment of silence before Scar spoke up and asked, "Do you think... Do you think they may not love us anymore?" 

The silence thickened so much that they couldn't breathe. 

"Don't say that-" Grian said, voice hoarse and thick with tears "No- Y/n is just busy. We all know how she gets when it comes to their builds and we know why." 

"Agreed..." Mumbo trailed off 

Still, Scar's question echoed through their heads even as they cheered up and continued with Mumbo's welcome home party. 

So that night, as they were all curled into each other, attempting to sleep, Grian asked "Do... Do you really think that would be the case?"

"Could it possibly have happened because we're so far from them?" Pearl whispered 

"No, It couldn't be..." Impulse trailed off. "Could it?"

The group felt the doubt sink in, and it was suffocating. 

Meanwhile, You were curled up in your own bed outside, shivering underneath the thin blanket and beautiful start that seemed to be taunting you. 

You were cold and alone and missing your partners so deeply. 

It killed you to be so far away from them, and today Mumbo had come home, and you weren't there. 

You had realized it far too late to show up for the party the boatem crew had organized, and you felt horrible for leaving your partners high and dry...

Just like you have for the last past few months...

Your heart ached at the thought of them without you, but it's not like you could complain... you did this to yourself. 

Still, it broke your heart to be away from the people you love oh so much. 

The reason you were rushing this build as fast as possible. 

And next week, it will be worth it. 

All you had to finish was the roof and the interiors, and you would be done. 

And with those final touches, you could finally prepare for something you wanted to do all season. 

Propose. 

And you needed it to be perfect. The Pantheon needed to be finished and the rooms decorated, but soon you would marry the people who made you feel whole again. 

A week later, Grian walked out of his base to find a chest filled with flowers and a letter. 

Dear Grian, 

Come to my Megabase at 8 pm

I have something I would love to talk to you and the rest of Boatem about. 

Y/n's Harmony 

He re-read the thing multiple times before he looked up at Mumbo, who had just come out of his own base a few minutes ago in horror

It seemed as if they were thinking the same thing

"ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH US?" Pearl cried as you stepped out of their base to see the woman looking up at you 

"What-?" You asked softly before the four men asked and looked desperately for Pearl until they saw her crying and froze 

"Oh, my love," You cooed, kneeling down to her level and wrapping an arm around her waist to hold her close, "Whatever made you think that?" 

But despite Pearl's sniffling, the silence was deafening, and You felt guilt absolutely crush your heart. 

"Did-" You looked up with horror in your eyes. "Did all of you think that?" 

There were hesitant nods, and tears filled your eyes

"We thought," Scar started softly, "We thought you didn't love us anymore, and we figured it was because we didn't live as close as we used to." 

"Oh, My sweet Vex," You whispered to Scar before looking at her lovers and softly saying, "My sweet Symphony, There will never be any reason for me to stop loving you. Not even death will allow me to stop loving you, for you are engraved in my soul, embedded into my heart and you are my sole reason for living." 

You open your free arm, and the other members come rushing in

You basked in their warmth, in their love. You smother them in small kisses and whisper apologies. You begged for their forgiveness for ever making them feel that way. For daring even to make them think you didn't love them.

Once they calmed down and moved into the living room of your home, they noticed it was fully finished. 

"When did you-" Impulse asked 

"Just before you all got here." You answered, "I was supposed to be more dressed up and clean, but you all came early." 

"Dressed up?" Mumbo asked, "For what?" 

Thats when you got embarrassed. 

"Well, first off, I was supposed to serenade you as you all came in," You admitted. "Then I was going to show you the awesome dinner I made, and then I had a surprise for you all." 

"A surprise?" Grian asked, and you flushed 

the rings you had planned to propose with are in your room, you had planned to stuff them in the kitchen after you cleaned up but you didn't have time to... 

welp- 

there was no time like the present. 

"Give me a second." You said and squirmed out of the cuddle pile before heading to your room and grabbing the five boxes with each of their respective boxes

Taking a deep breath, you walked out of your room and called to your lovers 

"Close your eyes for me?" 

There was a confused flurry of agreements, and you peeked out t see all f them had closed their eyes. You walked out with light steps and grabbed their hand as you gently placed each of their velvet boxes in them. 

Red for Grian

Yellow for Impulse

Dark Blue for Pearl

Black for Mumbo

and A light copper green for Scar.

Each colored box had a ring that matched them. Their signature color and personality in a ring you had made for them. 

So now, on one knee you cleared their throat and said "Open your eyes and the box." 

There were soft gasps, and you gave a soft smile. "My plan fell through quite a bit, but Overall, I'm glad I still had a chance to do this. So I ask the question, Will you marry me?" 

There was deafening silence before you were suddenly tackled by Impulse, who pressed kisses all over your face, beard scratching your skin as he nuzzled into you and whispered a million yeses 

"I, personally, would love to marry you, Y/n." Impulse said and pressed a long slow kiss to your lips that took your breath away 

With those words, it seems that it snapped whatever spell was on the rest of Boatem, and they all attacked you with hugs, Tears, and kisses with various versions of the same word

Yes

Your heart swelled as tears welled in your eyes as you kissed them back. Making sure they felt the love in your touch, you wanted to worship them like they had worshipped you early on in their relationship. 

The laughs and smiles of your partners were a beautiful symphony to your ears.

You loved your partners, and you were now able to spend the rest of your days with them. How wonderful. 

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[candy-applers]

Goodbye

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Fandom?: Hermitcraft/MCYT

Who?: Anyone-ish

Warnings: blood, respawn mechanics, let me know if i missed any

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Your eyes blur slightly with tears, the clouds rolling above you slowly, It gives a certain calm compared to now. The moon shines so brightly with its massive form, Slowly closing in on the world as you know it. You had been building when you were struck by a flying skeleton, its arrow embedded within your shoulder, blood slowly drizzling down from the wound, tainting your clothes a dreary red. A shadow looms over  you, blocking the moon. Their face comes into view, tears collecting in their eyes. Your name slips past their lips, as a tear slips past their eyes. A gentle hand caresses your cheek, moving to  your collar, finally resting next to the arrow. “I can save you…” The whisper, “I could bring you with me..” Your eyes start to droop, your chest slowly expanding and shrinking.  Tears Fall from your own eyes, joining theirs. “If only…” You say slowly. They open their mouth to say something when the ground starts shaking, you and them rising towards the sky, they hold you close as you rise, the moon shining brightly, slowly closing in on the world you once knew. Your eyes drift over your bases, the tall, short, mostly finished, mess and smile.  Remicicing the mornings you cuddle in bed together, the dinners you'd make together, the times you'd die only to respawn in each other's arms. 

You close your eyes as a tear slips past before opening them again, looking towards the moon,and as your eyes make contact,  you whisper one..last…thing.…

“Goodbye…”

"Hope you enjoyed! The pearl fanfic is coming, tumblr was just being an ass and deleted the draft. Have a good day my lovlies!"

~Candy

#hermitcraft #self insert #x reader #rendog x reader #grian x reader #mumbo jumbo x reader #hermitcraft x reader #hermitcraft season 8 #mcyt #mcyt fanfiction #docm77 x reader #xisuma x reader #bdubs x reader #tango x reader #pearlesecntmoon x reader #hermitblr #mcyt x reader

[hermit-lover]

Hi! Could you write a romantic Mumbo x reader where the reader is Iskall's sibling? Mumbo realising that he's caught feelings for his best friend's sibling, friends to lovers type beat, inspired by Accidentally In Love by Counting Crows? just lots of fluff :))

Oh no.

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Character: MumboJumbo X Reader

Type: Blurb (~1.5K)

Theme: Fluff, Romantic

Summary: Stealing materials from your sibling Iskall evolves into much more then you bargained for. Not that you're complaining.

TW: Innuendos, flipping someone off

A/N: I may have made reader too cocky- I just like flustered Mumbo, okay??! I don't watch Iskall much so I'm hoping this is alright, heard their character used They/Them pronouns so that's what I used :).

"Iskall!" You call, voice carrying through the warm spring air. It was excellent weather, and most Hermits were taking advantage of it by grinding out their Megabases or farms. You had joined the trend, digging into your shulkers and building as much as you could. That was, until you happen to run out of logs.

The cobblestone under your feet guides you towards your siblings base, placing your bets that they had the exact same idea as you. Buds and blooming flowers lined the path, inviting you towards the structure. You always admired their builds, but couldn't help mentally critiquing a few details. It was your relationship; advice through teasing. Helped you a ton to learn redstone. (Although there was still room for improvement). "Iskall!!" You yelled again, head tilting as voices fluttered through the space.

"Over here!" Their voice replied, and you adjusted your steps to be-line towards them. Stepping around a wooden post, you spot two figures hunched over a contraption, speaking in a low whisper. Dropping into a crouch, you take careful steps towards the pair. A smile tugs at your lips, and you have to stifle a chuckle. This was so dumb. As you draw closer you identify them, your sibling of course, and Mumbo. Perfect targets. Once you deem yourself close enough, you lunge forwards. Punching them both in one swoop.

"Boo!" You exclaim, grinning.

"OH MY-" Mumbo leaps up, straightening to his full height and then some. Nearly crashing into Iskall with the force of his reaction.

"AH-" Iskall flinches, narrowly avoiding Mumbo. You burst into laughter, doubling over from the force of it. You can hear the pair start to laugh themselves, Mumbo heaving with hand on his chest like an offended Victorian lady. The sight only makes you laugh harder. Iskall winds back and punches you, knocking you sideways into Mumbo, who struggles to catch your body, weak from laughter. "I hate you." Iskall decides, trying to push down their smile.

"I love you too." You wheeze back, clinging to the lanky redstoner for support. Its not hard to notice how Mumbo tenses up, and how he quiets down. He always seemed a bit shy around you, which was weird considering you were his best friend's sibling. He practically sees you everyday. If you said you didn't find it endearing, you'd be lying. Although it did get in the way of bonding, which was a shame considering your tiny, itty bitty, absolutely massive crush. Trying to hide it from Iskall was fruitless, they could read you from a mile away. Realizing you were still practically hugging Mumbo, you release the poor man.

"Sorry Mumbo." You grin, definitely not sorry at all. He sighs, running a hand through his hair to smooth it back into place. Cheeks flushed, avoiding your gaze. You wish you could reach up and tussle it, but you didn't want to give him a heart attack. Again. It always looked better when out of place in that messy, intimate way. A cough jolts you from your thoughts.

"Did you come over here just to stare at Mumbo?" Iskall asks, amusement coating the words. They have a hand on their hip, eyebrow raised.

"Maybe I did." You respond cockily, crossing your arms. "What of it?" Glancing back to aforementioned redstoner, his cheeks were even more flushed then before. A small surge of pride makes your own face warm.

"I'm flattered." Mumbo jokes, avoiding eye contact. You tilt your head back to Iskall.

"Besides enjoying the view-" you glance at Mumbo again to watch him choke on air. "I'm here to steal your dark oak logs." Iskall groans, turning back to their redstone.

"Just make a tree farm." A beat, "besides, Mumbo can give you all the wood you need." They wink with their one good eye, and its your turn to die.

"Iskall!" You screech, lunging forward to grab them and wrestle them into a head lock. They resist, plucking you off your feet and throwing you over their shoulders.

"I'm not wrong!" They assert, "All you need to do is-" You practically stick your hand in their mouth from how hard you grab their face. Iskall retaliates by licking your hand, causing you to jolt away.

"You're disgusting." You shoot back, face hot from embarrassment.

"And you-" They slide you off, "are incredibly annoying." You scoff, crossing your arms.

"Whatever. I'll just take the logs anyways." You turn sharply away from Iskall, holding your head high as you stalk away. They groan. "Bye Mumbo!" You turn to wave, shooting him a smile. He waves jerkily back, looking mildly horrified. Did you traumatize him with those comments? Once you make it to the corner, you hear a whisper. If it weren't for your excellent hearing you could've missed it.

"Oh no." Sighed from Mumbo's lips. Slipping around the wooden post, you pause. Pressing yourself against the wall and straining your ears. Spying was a bit low, sure. But you were curious! Plus, if you messed up and we was uncomfortable you could apologize.

"What's wrong?" Iskall asks, genuine concern tinting the words. There's another beat of silence and then Mumbo speaks.

"I-I" He tries to begin, taking a deep breath. "I think I like them." He sounds like he bracing for a hit. He...he likes you?

"Like?" Iskall repeats, now sounding more invested. "Like how?"

"Like-Like" Mumbo specifies, and you nearly laugh from the phrasing. But...he likes you. In the same way you like him. Excitement brings a grin to your face, pumping a fist in the air. Yes! You had a shot! Iskall's laughter brings you back to reality.

"Dude, you're just figuring this out?" They manage between pants. You can practically picture the scene, Mumbo standing too-stiffly as Iskall throws their head back howling.

"W-what do you mean?" Mumbo asks, genuine offense in the tone.

"You've been my friend how long? Of course I noticed you eyeing up my sibling." Their phrasing is more crude then you would've put it. But the point remains.

"I was not!-" Mumbo goes to defend, voice raising in octaves.

"Chill- I totally support you." Thats a relief. By now they have calmed, probably relieved they don't have watch the pining any longer

"Really?" Hope coats his words. Gosh you adored him.

"Yes. Now go get 'em. I know you're listening!" Iskall raises their voice and you jolt. Oh shoot. Rounding the bend once more, you hold your hands up in surrender.

"In my defense, talking behind someone's back is rude." You offer a sheepish smile. Mumbo stiffens, eyes wide. Iskall nudges him, and he breaks from his trance, stumbling towards you.

"I- um..." Mumbo rubs the back of his neck, eyes locked to the ground. Shoulders tense, legs locked. Poor man looked to be in fight of flight.

"Relax." You command, reaching a hand forwards to rest on his shoulder. He slowly relaxes. "I wont bite-" a cheeky grin, "unless you want me too." Mumbo sputters something and you retract your hand to cover your mouth as you laugh. His face practically glows with blush, small beads of sweat cling to his hairline. His tie is askew from nervous habit, and he has ditched the suit jacket. The sleeves of his shirt are stained red from the electric powder, some clinging to his cheek stubbornly. "sorry sorry-" you offer him a more genuine smile, admiring his features. "In all seriousness, I think you're incredibly cute, and smart, and uh-" you cant help but be slightly nervous. "I feel the same way." His eyes snap up to your own.

"Oh-" He deflates with how he relaxes, relief evident. "That's- that's good!" He smiles, nodding once. Unable to hold back any longer, you reach up to tangle your fingers in his sleek black hair. Shaking your hand vigorously back and forth to displace as much as hair as possible. It falls forwards on his forehead, creating that impossibly adorable look you hoped it would. Suddenly your stuck by how intense his gaze is, brown eyes glittering with what you could only describe as love. You lean forward boldly.

"So what now?" You murmur, staring up through your lashes. His blush turns impossibly darker.

"I um-" he fumbles only a moment. "May I kiss you?" His voice is husky, hope and affection spilling from every word. You sharply intake a breath. You hadn't expected him to be so bold. It was adorable.

"Of course." You reply, leaning impossibly closer. Your chests bump, and you link your arms behind his neck to pull him in.

Sparks fly, completion exploding in your chest. His lips are soft, and oh so gentle as they barely brush your own. Longing for more, you tug him more. Connecting them harshly. He hums surprised into the kiss, but melts under your touch. His mustache tickles, and sort of gets in the way. But its so charmingly Mumbo you wouldn't have it any other way. His arms are firm around your waist, shirt soft wherever it makes contact with skin. You want to kiss him until breathless-

"Get a room!"

You just flip them off.

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[elis-corner]

Multiple comfort hermits? feeling down mentally atm...

Anon, you sent this at the exact time I was reading comfort Hermit fics.

And yes I lost motivation halfway at one point, but two months later and I'm back XD

Hope you're okay, love <3 Enjoy the selection of Hermits decided on by my good pal Kat

Rendog

Ren considers some of his canine traits to be advantages. Entirely understandable. A superb sense of smell, sensitive hearing… who wouldn’t be appreciative? At least, as long as you’re not near Bdubs, sensitive hearing is great.

There are times when he finds himself appreciating them more, though.

Until you’d met Ren, it was only a myth in your eyes that dogs were extremely empathetic. It didn’t take long for your opinion to change.

He was the one you knew you could turn to for comfort and to have someone who’d just be there to sit and listen

It meant the world.

Sometimes, though, life throws things at you that are hard to handle, and it becomes a struggle to open up and be honest with others and yourself.

It’s times like that when Ren works his magic.

The moment he walks into your base he knows something is up You’re not bustling around, working or planning whatever new idea you’ve concocted. Instead, he can hear your quiet sniffles from a few rooms over.

Within a second he’s speeding in the direction of your voice, and the moment he finds you he’s sitting beside you, pulling you close so he can hug you

His grip is tight as he asks what’s wrong, the concern in his voice so painstakingly obvious that all your emotions begin to come flooding out.

He sits there and listens to you, tossing whatever assurance or compliment or opinion he feels you need. If it’s real bad he’ll pull out the jokes. If you don’t show a hint of a smile it’s innuendos from then on.

He doesn’t leave your side, even if you insist you’re feeling better, and if any other hermit offers to help instead it’ll become more persistentHe’s a bit possessive. Just a bit.

He can’t stand the idea of you being there alone, and though occasionally annoying, it’s more endearing than anything.

There have been incidents when he’s gotten a bit too worried, though…

‘I’m serious, Y/n! It’s alright! You can talk to me!’ ‘Ren, I’m not in the mood or state to have you over. I’m getting changed. Please, can you just lea–.’

Needless to say he believed you the next time you used that “excuse”.

Xisuma

Can I even begin to describe X finding out you’re not having a great time? The answer is I can.

Think concern, hugs, words of comfort, and lots of empathy and attention

Think of a sad puppy. That’s him. Without taking how jacked he is into consideration.

On one of his regular checkups making sure you’re okay he’s bound to have figured out something isn’t right

He won’t outright address it at first, instead giving you as much space and time as you need

If you don’t want to talk he won’t force you to

When you inevitably approach him, though, it’s all love and care for the next month or so.

Compliments, stories, hugs, little activities for the two of you to do together… anything to see you smile again 

It breaks his heart seeing you upset ❤️

Mumbo

Man doesn’t quite know what to do.

What if he makes it worse? What if it doesn’t help?

Mumbo is either going to do something small and sweet or huge and sweet.

Either way, there’s a 50% chance of it going wrong.

But that’s okay! It’s part of the charm! You laughing at him almost burning his base down was entirely part of his plan!

There’s not much to write since it could be summarised in a single sentence: He has no clue what to do, but the man’s trying his best *insert TBH creature face here*

Scar

mmmmmmmm the way he hums while he builds, the way he talks to himself, the weird little noises he makes when he takes too much fall damage or is jumped asdakjdahdkajshdaskjdh adorbs :sob (Note: this part was written by Kat but I’m leaving it here)

When you’re upset he doesn’t really understand the concept of personal space Prepare to be swaddled in blankets, love, comfort foods… whatever he can think to give you

If there’s something he thinks (or knows) you like, you can be sure as hell he’ll do it. He’ll sing your favourite songs, put on your favourite movie, go shirtless if you’re into that… anything for you.

Will Scar sit and listen? Of course! What else is he there for?

Jellie, being the best girl she is, leaves Scar’s side to snuggle with you. No scratching today, just adorable love.

Speaking of adorable love; the look of pure love and admiration Scar gives you while you talk. Man knows how to validate your feelings for sure.

If you’re still not happy after a day of treatment by Scar, don’t fall asleep. It may be a good thing to rest, but know that he’s going to ask either Cub or Grian for advice, and that’ll end in disaster.

By the end of it, you’ll be all laughs and giggles (or groans of annoyance), and Scar will be able to sleep easy knowing he made your day the slightest bit better.

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[catastrophe-cole]

Hello! Could you write a Mumbo Jumbo x a easily flustered Reader? Just Mumbo flirting to get them all blushy and stuttery because he finds it adorable and endearing :]

Paid With A Kiss?

Word count: 1690 words

Summary: Mumbo Jumbo is a gentleman, he would never ever tease you for how adorable you acted around him, and he would never exploit such adorable trait of yours. Unfortunately, under the influence of red life, he seems to lose just a few knot of his self control.

Genre: Romantic // small mention of injury and blood

Author's Note: I feel like this went a bit off than what the request is supposed to be but I love how it turned out so I hope you like it too!

Mumbo is known, or at least, seen as one of the hermits who are quite meek and shy at first hand. His gentlemanly attitude and choice of fashion gives the impression that he would faint at the slight gesture or display of affection from a person he admires.

And for a good while you believe it.

Knowing and befriending him for so long, his stuttering and easily flustered self has become a sort of endearing. Not that you would ever admit about it right up to his face, but you enjoy seeing his pale complexity turn red.

That's as far as what you had experienced and known of. And most of it seems to change starting from that one time the two of you are a part of Last Life.

Despite being on red, Mumbo seems to be heavily attached to you despite your yellow status. You had given him a life or two before during the series, you offered him another, to help him back up to yellow, but he kindly refused your offer.

And somehow you let him stay around your base. You let him use your mining entrance, breed and slay your cow, dump all his resources into your chest, etc etc.

It feels.. Fairly intimate, to share this level of trust with a red name if you have to admit.

Though you're not one to complain, the server's currently in absolute chaos with all the plotting and revenge against each other, you'd much prefer to have Mumbo as an ally during such time, especially since you have a couple of life to spare still.

That, and perhaps one other reason.

During the time of Mumbo being on red and yellow, he feels a bit more.. Aggressive, somehow. He voice his opinion more and he doesn't hesitate to grab your hand and pull you away from situations should things escalate south.

You can't say you hate it.

Every time he'd seemingly casually grab your hand you would use your sleeve to hide your face while following him to wherever he takes you, tactically hiding your growing blush due to the absolute crush you have on the moustache man. Though unfortunately, you're not very subtle at it.

Mumbo noticed it, of course. Being by your side ever, giving his loyalty to you after you had given him a life, all are mere ploy to stay close to you and pull these reactions with ease.

He was one of the unfortunate one, starting off with only two lives. Though he was lucky that he stumbled upon you during the early time the server starts, as you offered him your life in exchange for his aid should you need his assistance.

He was super relieved back then, and perhaps was a bit into the moment, when he just instinctively grabbed your hand that had given him life and planted a chaste kiss on your knuckles. His lips ghosting on your skin as his eyes closed shut, before he stares up to you from the ground, and swears his loyalty until the end.

That was the start of how he found out how absolutely adorable you are, blushing by his boldness.

He'll admit that he's not the best at relationship and the likes, but damn the Void he'll cross the End just to see you flinch and look away while hiding your blush after he had touched you in the most innocent way.

And perhaps it was the effect of the red life that made him bolder by day.

You have done a little bit of exploring outside your base to find Scar and see if he's willing to trade for you to use the enchanter. You wanted to give Mumbo a small extra protection since he seems to be keen on not having you waste another life on him.

Unfortunately enough during your secret meeting with the mage, a stray skeleton and a couple of creepers had come by and decided that it was right to break your shield and let one of their stray arrows hit your shoulder. You're fine, a little bit scathe, but the situation wasn't life threatening.

It's just that the pain on your arm hurts like hell. Healing takes time, and even after you have walked through blocks and blocks of terrain back to your home, that time is still not enough.

Mumbo noticed this, of course, as he had been taking care of what seems to be a small miniature of redstone traps right by the front of your base. He had never gotten up from his seat so fast as he rushed to your side, grabbing you by your healthy arm as he looked at you with concerned eyes that burned with glint of anger behind them.

"What happened- I.. Who did this?!" He was furious, not to you obviously, but to anyone or anything that had caused your arm to bleed through your ripped sleeve.

You shook your head, hand resting by his chest, giving him a small smile, "No one, Mumbo. Calm down. It was just a skeleton with an enchanted bow who attacked me and Scar."

"You and.. Scar?" Your answer doesn't seem to satisfy him as he still seems as furious and as anxious as before, "What were you- Love what were you doing with him? I told you not to venture too far! Joel is out like mad, I don't want you to risk it!"

You can feel your cheek grows hotter, not by the pain on your arm but by the affectionate pet name he had just casually given you. Trying to brush it off casually, you turned to your inventory.

"No- No Mumbo it's fine. I'm- I'm fine, we were fine. We picked a good spot away from everyone. And besides I need to use the enchanter from him."

"I could've gone out there instead of you.."

"Well, yes but then I wouldn't be able to give you this." Before Mumbo could feel further guilt, you pull out a shining diamond chestplate, one that is lightly glomming with purple aura of enchantment.

"You had.. Done a lot for me, a lot more than what we actually had agreed on and I'm.. The only thing I can offer you is my life. And since you seems to insist that you don't want me to give my life to you, I thought maybe.." you took a deep breath, clutching the chest plate while still looking away from him, somewh growing slightly embarrassed because you noticed the way he gave you almost the entirety of his focus to your words

".. I thought maybe, I could give you some extra protection instead. You know, to keep you safe—"

Before you can finish, he has pulled you into his chest. Arms wrapped around you securely, careful as to not squeeze your wounded arm as he holds you there.

"Wh- Mumbo?! What're you—" again, he interrupted your words with his action. He promptly buried his face into your hair, holding the back of your head before he does what you can only assume to be kissing the crown of your head.

You're pressed against his chest but Void can you hear your own heartbeat hammering against your eardrums.

"Thank you." He mumbled to your hair. You couldn't reply to his words as he pulled away, staring down at you with a thin yet beautiful smile.

You're acting like a fool, that's what's happening. You really want to reply to his words and actions, anything, but you can only timidly mumble out a 'you're welcome' as you promptly try to hide yourself away from him. Which are quite difficult, considering that he had basically eradicated any distance between the two of you.

You, not paying attention to his handsome face, missed the moment that his genuine smile turned into a mischievous one as he tilted his head to the side, trying to get a good look at your flustered expression.

Not being able to actually get a good view of you, he gently slid his hand towards you jaw, holding your face gently, caressing your cheek with his thumb before subtly lifting your face up to see him.

He's so ridiculously smug by the fact that you seem quite dumbfounded by his actions. Instinctively, he slid his thumb over to your chin, caressing softly before he let his touch ghost over your lips.

"I thought I was the one who's supposed to be flustered by this grand gift?" He chuckled, watching you swallow your lips as if you were simply at a loss for words. He's so close, everything feels so hot and your heart is absolutely going wild. Was this a dream?

"Let me pay you back with something more valuable than this chestplate, love."

He can't seem to hold himself back, properly cupping your face in his hand, he promptly leans forward with his lips aligned with yours. Just a few inches away from your lips, his moustache lightly caresses your face, before he just slides up and kisses the space between your eyebrows instead.

"Cute."

You just got clickbaited!

You can only stare up at him in absolute disbelief. His mischievous smirk is there just as he pulls away from you. Honestly you were about to whack him with the diamond chestplate and cause some thorn injury, but when you see the slight disappointment and glint of hope in his eyes, you curbed the violent urge away. And instead, use that rage to grab onto his red tie, and yank him down back to your level.

"I- I'm sorry, Mumbo." You swallow hard, staring at his widened eyes, "But- A.. That- I don't think that'll be enough to pay me back for this.. Uh, diamond chestplate."

It seems like he's the one who's baffled. It took him a minute, too entranced and in love with how flustered you look and how bold you've suddenly become, but he's quick to regain his composure and took position for your request.

"Well, then I guess on the lips is the proper demand. I would not want to be indebted to you for long."

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[prianya]

request time!

so i was thinking last life! reader staying friends with n protecting Mumbo while he's on red even tho they're not, maybe paired with them trying to convince mumbo to let them give him a life

i've not seen mumbo's pov yet but from what i saw of him in others' vids he deserved so much better the poor man

-🪷

Golden Glow

Mumbo x Reader • Romantic

Word Count • 1022 words

Summary • As an argument reaches a silent crescendo, there's a resolution. While silent, it is still beautiful.

Note • God, the new year is already difficult, and it hasn't even been two weeks. Also, I'm sorry for the gaps in posting, I've been so busy with school and it feels like I can't do anything these days. Enjoy!

The field of wheat rolls out in front of you, golden stalks swaying in the wind. You had been hard at work for hours, hand-harvesting the crops with your sickle. Still, the amount of crop surpasses the sunlight you have left, the sun already starting to meet the horizon. You drop the sickle, wiping your face and looking back at the house. Mumbo sits on the porch, a bag of mixed vegetables next to him. He had come by your farm to help you, at your insistence. He had made his own conditions, however, and limited himself to pulling vegetables as to not give himself any type of weapon. You had scoffed at the words, almost offended as he gave you the reason for it. To not put himself in a position to hurt you, he said.

“To not hurt me. Void, I could laugh,” you say, crossing your arms as you scowled at him. He just withers under the look, trying idly to displace your annoyance. You finally just roll your eyes, throwing the sickle at his feet.

“Pick it up,” is all you say, and Mumbo just gapes at it.

“I. I can’t.” he finally says, standing as if to run from the tool. You pick it up, taking steady steps towards his retreating form. You catch him at the door, taking one of his hands and forcing it open. The sickle’s leather handle fits into his palm easily, having been molded over weeks of use.

“Wait-,” is all he managed to say, his hand falling to his side as you let go and step back.

“See? It’s fine. It wouldn’t even be a problem if you would just let me give you a life. You’re so stubborn,” you say, watching as his face goes from panic, to shock, and then to relief. 

“Oh my void. Never do that again,” he sighs out roughly, the relief heavy on his face. He ignores the last statement, favoring the action of walking inside.

You just frown, watching as he haphazardly drops the tool – weapon – on the porch. You follow shortly after, picking up the bag of vegetables he left on the porch in his panic. You both stop inside the kitchen and settle into your routine of washing and preparing the vegetables. He stationed himself at the sink, scrubbing the vegetables of dirt and off of their surfaces. You take the vegetables, setting aside the ones you plan to use for dinner. You begin chopping potatoes, quartering them neatly and pouring them in the pot on the stove. Neither of you pause in your actions as you talk, a well-oiled machine through years of camaraderie. 

“I saw a frog by your crops today,” Mumbo says, moving himself from the sink to the chopping boar opposite of yours on the kitchen island.

“Oh really? I haven’t seen any in a while. It’s getting close to the start of the winter and the biome closest to here is pretty cold.” you say, placing down your knife and carrying the pot of mixed vegetables to the stove. You add water, mixing spices throughout as you let it boil. Mumbo finishes cutting the last of the vegetables, pouring a mix of potatoes and carrots into the pot. Dinner comes quickly, and the two of you share the hot meal. You’re slumped at the table, the energy of the day wearing off as the fatigue of fieldwork sets in. Mumbo watches you slump, and sighs.

“Hey, go lay down. It’s late and you’re half asleep. Your stew will still be here in the morning,” he says gently, helping you out of your chair and placing both yours and his bowl on the counter. Leading you to bed, you both lay down. Your head hits the covers, and instead of sleeping, you observe Mumbo. He seems to be waiting for you to fall asleep, yet you just watch.

You stare at him as he faces the ceiling, your hands pinned under your face as you look. He’s stoic, almost unmoving as he thinks to space. The setting sun hits the window, painting his and your own face in beautiful golden-orange lighting. You almost miss his eyes darting towards the side, his eyes catching yours in the evening light. The room grows darker through your silence, and glowing reds and greens fill the space.

“Why?” Mumbo asks, his eyes finding yours in the dark. You just stare, his eyes almost maroon from the glow of his tattoo.

“Why what?” you finally say, humming quietly as he debates his answer.

“Why do you stay,” he starts, “when you would be safer anywhere else? You endanger yourself every time you step in this room, let alone get close to me. Why chance it?” He ends in a whisper, almost as if he were afraid his words would make you realize. Your face softens, and you give a small sigh.

“I stay for you, Mumbo. You’re the love of my life. I couldn’t leave you if I tried, it would hurt too much.” He just stares at the ceiling again, and you lay your head down once again. You grab his hand, and you meet no resistance like usual. You hum to fill the tense silence, and watch as green fades to yellow, until the only light you can see is that pale gold.

“Thank you,” you whisper, your eyelids drooping as you keep hold of his hand. He smiles gently at you, taking your hand and kissing the pads of your fingers. He lays your hand on his heart, and the turn of his head reveals the newly yellow tattoo.

“I should be the one thanking you,” he whispers, his eyes hazel in the light. You just sigh gently at the words, shaking your head from where it rests on your arm.

“Just go to sleep,” you whisper, and you hum as he turns on his side and wraps an arm around you. You rest gently, the faint light in the room soothing as you finally rest for what seems to have been the first time since the season’s beginning.

• Enjoy your stay! • Come again soon! •

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[jellymona]

INTRO *✧･ﾟ: *✧･ﾟ:

Hi! my name is Mona and i write for Hermitcraft, EmpiresSmp, Life series,

I use She/they pronouns // 19 I watch Hermitcraft and my brain keeps going wild so i'm gonna be writing

requests are open for anything i can do: ➺Male x Female ➺Female x Female (not the best at writing this) ➺Male x Male (not the best at writing this) ➺Angst ➺Smut ➺Fluff ➺Headcannons ➺Short drabbles/oneshot type fic

RULES TO READ BEFORE REQUESTING!!

► NSFW is allowed but not of anyone who is a minor! and i am not the best at woman x woman and male x male smut so i may be as good (but i can try my damn best) ►No gore, death or anything weird (like p-ss or scat.) i can do blood mentions but mild ►Please specify any details you want like if it's smut or fluff, or any story idea or a small base to start with because i struggle to crank up the writing brain without anything to go off of ►I kindly ask no angst, i personally don't like angst and i am not good at writing them

Masterlist!

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[beehachu]

Flowers and Hopeful Forgiveness

Prompt: Happy Anniversary. pt 2!! Read pt 1 here!

Pairing: Poly!Reader x Mumbo Jumbo x Grian x GoodTimesWithScar

Warnings: Angst lol, yelling/arguments??

Word Count: 1217

A/N: GUESS WHO’S FINALLY BACK!! I meant to get this out last week, so I’ll try to get another fic out this week. No promises, however, I have no clue how busy school can be.

Thank you guys so much for the support on part 1! I appreciate each and every one of you!! <3

Gem was the first to check up on you after you disappeared again. She’d apparently sent a message to the Hermit servers saying you were back online, and after some Hermits tried to contact you without a response, they grew worried. You had barely moved from your spot, just frozen in time. You didn’t pay any attention to the pinging and buzzing of your communicator, which you only realized was your comm when Gem burst in and frowned at all the notifications.

“They told me what happened, darling. I’m so sorry.” The hug she pulled you in was so soft, it made you feel like you were a fragile piece of crystal. It made you pause, and everything you’ve been trying to suppress and hide came back to you. You started sobbing, and she carefully rubbed your back.

The two of you just sat there, letting time tick by as she just comforted you. Your older sister hummed before pulling away slightly, her hands still on your upper arms. “How about we go to Hermitcraft for a bit?” She shushed you as you tried to protest with clear hesitation on your face. “I know, they’re on there, but if we just ignore them we can do some fun things with Stress, Cleo, False and Pearl, yeah? I can tell Xisuma to try and keep them distracted while you’re there.” Worrying your lip between your teeth, you think before nodding.

“Yeah, alright. Besides, I missed hanging out with Ren too. I think working on my megabase could be good for me.” The wizard grinned and held out her hand. You took it, pocketing your comm and throwing on a cloak before taking her hand and letting her pull you to the off-world portal.

The feeling of traveling was still weird to you, even if you switched between your two home servers a bunch. Xisuma was waiting for the two of you, and you happily handed him a little pouch with berries and other fruits from your empire as a small gift. Gem pulled you along right away, rocketing towards Stress’ dark oak forest. Laughing, you followed. It felt good to be back on the server again!

False and Pearl dragged the four of you along to a clearing in the forest, filled with flowers. You grinned as Stress pulled out a picnic basket from her inventory, settling down on the blanket. The idle chatter started up easily, catching each other up on whatever you had missed. Cleo eventually pulled you against her chest, holding you as a source of comfort. You smiled up at her gratefully.

Night came quickly, and you all ran back to Stress’ place in giggles. Dodging skeletons and spiders, you joked around and the buildings of the brunette’s base came into view. Stress had convinced all of you earlier to have a sleepover, and you were grateful for the distractions everyone was giving you. Somewhere throughout the night, around the time where Gem had convinced Cleo to let her pay the zombie’s nails, Iskall joined.

You hadn’t spoken to the Swede in ages, and it was a lot of fun to catch up with him. Did you understand anything about the redstone plans he explained to you? Absolutely not. However, that didn’t stop you from being excited for him and helping him with suggestions about the aesthetical aspect.

Of course, your peace wasn’t long lasting. It appears Xisuma must’ve gone to sleep, because a knock at Stress’ door made all the chatter pause and a familiar British voice echoed through the building. “Stress, are you in here? I’m trying to find Iskall to help me with a little project I’m stuck on, yet I can’t seem to find him.” You visibly drooped at Mumbo’s appearance, and Stress frowned. The footsteps got closer and she and Iskall shot up, rushing to meet him before he got too close.

Pearl immediately started talking about some stuff she got up to in a singleplayer world, and you just tuned her out to background noise as you got lost in your head. You should talk to them, right? At least demand an explanation about why they were so.. cruel to you. Voids sake, you all promised no one would be left behind at the beginning of your guys’ relationship.. They knew how much anniversaries meant to you!

Standing up, you ignored the frowns shot your way. With a simple, “I’m going to talk to them,” you pulled on your elytra and huffed. Anger and frustration slowly replaced the heartbreak you had felt recently. Gem silently wished you luck while Cleo just cheered on your rage. You smirked at them, the zombie waving you bye as you practically stormed out. In the hallway you came across Stress and Iskall frantically trying to get Mumbo out. With a frown, you marched past and grabbed his wrist without sparing an actual proper glance to his face.

“You, with me. Now. Show me where the other two are.” The noirette stumbled along startled, equipping his own elytra with shaking hands. He was scared, good. Normally you’d hate the sadistic little voice in your head, but you think they deserved it this time. You ignored Mumbo’s nervous attempts to chit chat during the flight and simply landed when you saw the other two chatting in front of Grian’s rock.

The elf and avian immediately looked up when they heard someone land, brightening when they saw it was you however pausing as they noticed the pissed off look you wore and the way your arms crossed defensively. Mumbo landed next to you, hands fidgeting while he looked to the ground. Scar opened his mouth to question what was happening before you spoke up. “What the fuck? We make an agreement, a promise, and the three of you just go on behind my back? Sure, you know I’m all for one on one dates. But on our anniversary? What is wrong with you guys? Do you even know how happy I was when Gem gave me a fixed comm, and how crushed I was when absolutely no one answered me?”

“Y/N-” You practically growled at Grian. “No, you fucking listen to me. There’s no excuse for this! You could’ve sent Gem or Pearl a message about what you were doing or, Void forbid, just tell them you’d be gone for the day!” Your angry rant was cut off by a hug, a teary-eyed Scar burying his face in your neck as he whispered. “We missed you so much. So, so much.” The raging fire simmered down to just a small flame, and you hesitantly hugged him back. You might be mad at them, but you still loved them more than ever.

“We, uh.. We spent our anniversary building us a little cottage. We included things from your empire!” Your heart panged at Mumbo’s admission, anger getting replaced by heartbreak again. Your voice was weak when you spoke up again. “You guys.. didn’t forget about me?” “Goodness, no! We would never! Do you want to come check out the little house?” Biting your lip, you nodded.

Maybe it will take a bit to fully heal from this, but being back on this server hugged by all three of them? It felt like it’d be alright.

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[yeahiamjustalittleguy]

Red trail of fate: C!Mumbo Jumbo x reader

Description: You find some suspicious red dust outside your base, and decide to track down the culprit.

Warnings: It's fluffy

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The moment you stepped out your front door and saw the red powder dusted slightly around the opening of your base, you knew who had been messing around. It wasn’t super difficult to make the connection. If there was redstone, usually there was a Mumbo Jumbo too. That was just an actual fact, at this point. You couldn’t help but be a bit curious. Trying to imagine what he could have possibly wanted around your base, you come up empty. The thing is, you and Mumbo are based quite far apart. It’s not that you don’t see him, or anything. He is often around spawn and you have been to see the progress of the vault quite a few times, but hardly had you ever seen him around your base. If even ever. I mean, you couldn’t remember seeing him around your base, but you couldn’t really be sure. It bugged you, and thinking for a second about what you had planned for the day, you decided it was time to pay your friend a visit to see what he was up to. 

Much like Grian, who lived across from Mumbo, you were graced with wings. It was probably the most useful asset to be born with because unlike everyone else, it meant you didn’t need an Elytra. So you fluttered your wings, stretching them wide and adjusting them to the action of moving. And then you set off towards the vault. It took you quite an amount of time to get there, considering how far away it was. The worst part was that last season you had stayed so close together. Sometimes you missed Boatem. But soon enough you arrived at your friends base, landing gracefully on the path leading between his and Grians homes. To your fortune, it seemed Mumbo was already wide awake, working on the outside of his base. He stopped whatever he was doing, looking towards you. There was something in his expression, but you couldn’t quite tell what it was as you walked over to him casually. “Hey Mumbo!” You said, smiling up at the taller male. He seemed nervous, maybe even surprised or worried to see you. But you didn’t say anything, not wanting him to suspect you were there for suspicious reasons. “Hey, it’s nice to see you. What do you need? You don’t come around here often.” 

You hummed, intertwining your hands behind your back as you circled the entrance of his base a bit. Looking back at him, it was now very clear that he was nervous. To be honest, when you had first seen the redstone you reasoned it could have been Doc or even Etho who had paid you a visit. But the way he was shifting his weight slightly, and his voice sounded so unsure, you were now certain it had been his redstone trail. This was getting slightly more interesting. “Oh, nothing really. Can’t I just visit my friends?” You asked him, letting your mischievousness seep into your voice. If you just came forward and said it, then it would be no fun, right? Besides, it would make you sound so presumptuous. He squinted at you, knowing that you were not here for a simple friendly visit. “Oh, I hardly doubt that’s what this is.” He said, and you smiled up at him again. You loved this little verbal game. Cat and mouse, it reminded you of. Then the thought popped into your mind that he might have not even realized the little red trail he had accidentally left at your base, and a very fun idea came to you. 

“I’m just playing around. I came here because I have some redstone issues. And you’re the master.” He seemed to blush slightly at your words, but you were not sure. He always got so flustered with compliments, being an insanely humble man. “At your base?” He asked, suspiciously. The truth was, you didn’t mess around much with redstone, and if he had been there he must have known you had no current redstone projects. That was a mistake on your part. “Oh yeah well, I haven’t started yet exactly. I have no idea how to start to be quite honest.” You explained, and he seemed to buy it easily. He pointed his finger, like he was asking you to give him a second, before he sat down a Shulker box and took out an Elytra, and put it on. You must have been watching it intensely, cause he smiled. “I know they’re not quite as beautiful as yours, but they work don’t they?” He asked, motioning between his now attached wings and yours. Now it was your turn to blush slightly. Compared to Grians brightly colored wings, you didn’t really feel like yours were very impressive. you just shrugged, grabbing his hand and setting off to go back to your base. You landed a bit off of the path leading into your house, guiding him with you.

Stopping before your entrance, you squatted right above the scattered redstone. “See, this is the issue Mumbo.” He couldn’t see what you were talking about, so he leaned down too and you watched for a reaction. As soon as he saw the lightly springed redstone he blushed and his eyes popped open in surprise. “W-what do you mean?” He asked, feigning innocence. It was clear he was the perpetrator. You chuckled, putting your finger into the grass and picking some of the redstone off of the grass. “Well, my issue is that there even is redstone here. I certainly didn’t drop it here.” It was very clear what you were accusing him of now. He stood up fully, and you followed suit. He put his finger to his chin, thinking. He might be thinking about how to get out of it, but he sure wasn’t giving anything away. “Could have been anyone, right?” He asked, chuckling nervously. 

“I haven’t had anyone over who is an avid redstone user. And I can only think of one hermit who just has so much on him at all times that it leaves a trail.” You said, pointedly. He did the same thing again, bringing a thinking finger up on his chin, but it was clear his mind was just running in circles at this point. “W-well, I haven’t been over on this side of the map for a good while.” He tried to explain, and you once again brought your hands behind your back, showing your confidence as you walked around him. “Aha! Plausible deniability.” You exclaimed, pointing your finger in the air like you were Sherlock who had just solved a clue. You really couldn’t just come out and say what you thought, but you were so certain it was him. “Well, what if I had spoken to some other people, and they had all denied it too? Then what am I to believe?” You asked him, urging him to fess up. 

“Well, let’s say I was the one who had been around your base. What could I have possibly wanted? I mean I didn’t speak to you.” He did bring up a valid point, but there was something in his voice, like he was kind of admitting to it, but he wanted you to come to a conclusion. But this was why you had come to him in the first place. He stepped closer to you, suddenly filled with some kind of confidence. He was nervous still, you could tell, but he was now looking at you, standing uncomfortably close to you. “Maybe you wanted to talk to me but I wasn’t home. But you could have just written to me, and you didn’t.” You wondered, letting him follow along with your thought process as you talked him through every thought you were having.

“Or maybe you wanted to talk to me but got nervous and left.” He chuckled, just then, scratching the back of his neck and looking away from you for a second, displaying more of his nervousness. “Well, I am a very nervous person.” He said, like he was just a spectator following along with your thought process, like he wasn’t the subject you were contemplating about. But those words seemed to confirm you’d hit the nail on the head. You could feel yourself also getting a bit anxious, him now staring intently into your eyes. This wasn’t a casual conversation anymore you realized. To your surprise, he took the lead of the conversation. “What could I have wanted to speak about that made me so nervous I got cold feet and left?” He asked, taking one step closer, closing the space between you even more. This time it didn’t feel awkward or uncomfortable. You could practically feel his heart beating through his chest, and his breaths were uneven. It took you a moment to realize, but he wasn’t just looking at your face, he was looking at your lips. Were you imagining this? 

“That’s what I wanna know.” You breathed out, your voice coming out really quietly. Mumbo wasn’t even paying attention you realized, his eyes open wide nervously and looking to your lips. “Mumbo.” You said, trying to get his attention. “Huh?” He asked, trembling slightly. Looking down, you noticed his hands were trembling by his side. What was he so nervous for? You realized quickly he still wasn’t paying attention really, even if he had verbally reacted to you. You grabbed his arm gently, trying to get his actual attention. “Mumbo- '' Before you could finish your sentence, you were stopped by him grabbing your arms too and planting his lips firmly on top of yours. It was so soft, almost him just ghosting your lips, not fully committing to his actions, unsure of if it was okay. Your eyes were wide, not expecting it. But as soon as you realized what was happening you closed your eyes, reciprocating. 

It seemed to give him the confidence, and he fully committed, bringing you closer and kissing you completely and without hesitation. Once you both pull apart, his face is hot red. You can’t help but smile and giggle lightly at the sight. He puts his head into your shoulder, trying to hide his face. “Don’t laugh at me,” he whispers, laughing at the situation quietly. You pull his head back up to look at you, and he rests his head in your hand, placing his hand softly on yours. “I honestly wasn’t sure you felt the same way.” You lean up to place a very light kiss on the tip of his nose. When you lean back down he follows, placing a similar kiss on the tip of your own nose. “Well, you’re irresistible.” You tell him, letting another laugh slip from your lips, even if it sounds like a joke it really wasn’t. There had always been something about Mumbo, a weird attraction you couldn’t quite explain until now. 

Luckily he didn’t seem to take offense to the laugh. “So?” It seemed he was unsure where to go from here, not really having planned this. It was kind of spur of the moment, you supposed. You raised a brow. “So?” You repeated, mirroring his confusion. Truth be told you didn’t really know where to go from here either. You couldn’t even have imagined this was how your day was going to go in your wildest dreams. “Do you want to go mining with me?” He asks, surprised by his own words. Sure, it wasn't the most romantic thing you could imagine doing with him. But honestly, there was no other thing you’d rather do. He was starting to second guess himself. “Oh, what was I thinking, that’s not romantic at a-” You decided you had to say something, before he could start to ramble on and suggest something else. It was cute, how nervous he was. “I would love to.” You answered, cutting him off. Again, he was surprised but smiled happily. 

You took his hand, and both of you left your base to go do some mining together, smiling like idiots.

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[nyxmisfortune]

hihi! 🌙🌊 anon here to request headcanons about dating mumscarian; falling in love with them, going on dates, the shenanigans theyd get up to, ect!!

thank youuuu

Mumscarian Dating Headcanons

Paring- Scar x reader, Grian x reader, Mumbo x reader, Mumscarian

Warings- None! Just fluff

Summary- How it would be dating Mumbo, Scar and Grian!

Notes- Welcome back, Waves:] I hope you enjoy the headcanons. Sorry it's short

Oh trust me. It’s chaos. 

The four of you fell in love during season seven, but never said anything because of Grian and Scars rivalry

You all finally confesed during season eight and it was a mess of 'Oh, no sorry, you go first' Until Scar just blurted it out

Grian on his own is chaos, put him with Scar and that doubles. Having all his bestfriends with him and dating them? 

You four are menaces to poor Xisuma. 

Mumbo is the calmest, but he’s more then happy to cause a little chaos, but sometimes he just likes to sit back and watch

Being Grians Partner does not save you from his antics

You have to deal with the odd permit office just like everyone else

These boy like to cuddle and you can’t escape it

Mumbo is a bit more reserved when it comes to PDA but Grian and Scar will be all over you unless you express discomfort

Night time is always nice, because there will always be someone there to share the bed with

Even if you have to drag them to bed sometimes.

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[clover-exe2009]

(you all the gold I could ask for)

___________________________________!pirate! scar, grian, Mumbo x !mermaid!reader 

Note: just got done watching the little mermaid now I got under the sea stuck in my head😭, 

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It was a normal day you were swimming with your axolotl’s and playing with the Dolphins and the fishes

You decided you were going to take a break from playing so you beached yourself on some rocks and sang a sea shanty to yourself 

“ there once was a ship that took to sea the name of the ship was the Billy o' Tea” you sang softly “ The winds blew hard, her bow dipped down Blow, me bully boys, blow (huh)”

 but you didn’t notice the big ship coming up west of you but by the time you did it was to late the next thing

 you know a net was thrown onto you and you were Whosted into the air “AH- h-hey!” You yelp

The crow was in shock they only heard stories of mermaids they thought they were just old sea tales 

“ well well well what do we have here” a voice spoken from behind the crow it was the captain 

He pushed his way throw the crow to the front his green eyes stared at you “woah looks like the stories were true” he said with a goofy grin 

“ unhand my you Brute” you demanded “ok ok no need to get salty on me” he joked “ scar let the poor woman get” a male voice shouted 

Your attention turned to a man with a muststash “ oh my word is tha-“ “ A MERMAID!” 

another voice spoke out it is when a winged man latched on to the net “AHAH I know it SCAR are you seeing this” “ what in the name of GB Jones‘s locker” 

The beginning of a never ending friendship 

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[lunar-writes-things]

18) Don't You Dare (Make Me Fall in Love With You)

"Has anyone noticed-" Grian was cut off

"That the moon is getting bigger?" Mumbo asked 

"Uh yes- but that's not what I was going to talk about," Grian said before turning t the rest of boatem again "Has anyone noticed that Y/n is acting a bit... odd?" 

"Yeah," Impulse spoke up "It's almost... Almost like they're avoiding us." 

"I noticed that too," Scar muttered and fidgeted with his hands "They haven't even been coming out of their starter base, except to move things to their megabase."

"Should we check on them?" Grian asked 

"NO!" Pearl and Mumbo exclaim

The group looks at them curiously and Pearl continues quietly "I think they need some time alone, I mean they're hiding for a reason, right? When I returned, Mumbo greeted me and we went to see Y/n. When We got into their home, they were asleep and we almost left until we began to hear trashing and a loud sob. They were having a nightmare. So we woke them up. I could never forget the terrified look on their face." 

"They kept apologizing and held us both close and asking us not to hate them," Mumbo whispered 

"We stayed with them for a bit until they fell back to sleep," Pearl said "But that was the last time we saw them."

"Admittedly, I am worried about them," Mumbo said "I've never seen them like that. It's... terrifying not knowing what going on in their head and not being able to help." 

"Should we do something for them?" Impulse asked 

"We should!" Scar said, "Maybe something small, like making them dinner or helping them move their chests to their mega build." 

"Yeah!" Grian smiled and his wings fluttered in excitement "I bet they would absolutely love that!" 

"No thanks," Y/n forced a smile on their face before running away with their arms full of shulkers 

The group had just offered their services to Y/n only to be rejected and ran away from 

"That was... odd," Pearl said and wrung her hands out "Let's try something else?" 

Time after time and attempt after attempt, Y/n either shot them down or avoided them completely 

it wasn't like them.

And it made The rest of the Boatem crew concerned for their angel

So, they devised a plan

"This isn't our greatest idea," Mumbo said attempting to talk the rest out of this "They have a reason for avoiding us? Do we really have to do this?"

"Y/n has a track record of avoiding things for long, long, LONG times," Xisuma says "I think this is the best way to get her t tell you what you guys wanna know... Albeit a bit forced." 

"Thanks, X," Impulse smiled and fiddled with his fingers 

Everyone was nervous about this approach, they knew Y/n would eventually open up to them, it was just no telling how long. 

"Let's go," Grian said "And let's hope this doesn't hurt Y/n." 

Y/n paced their cathedral halls, checking the deals on the villagers hidden underneath iron trapdoors and their lecterns or smithing tables hiding the blazing magma block underneath as they made sure everything was in order.

Once they were done, the only thing out of order was the twisting feeling in their gut... like something bad will happen 

oh boy

did something bad happen

Y/n had to face the people they were avoiding, their crushes

shit 

Being tied to a chair wasn't that bad usually. After everything, they've been through they probably had a higher pain tolerance than anyone on the hermitcraft dimensions 

What made it worse is the stares that demanded answers from them 

"Are You okay Y/n?" Pearl asked softly and caressed their cheek, Y/n melting into the touch they longed for "Why are you avoiding us?" 

Y/n snapped back to their reality and with sad eyes, gently pulled back from Pearl's touch before shaking their head 

"Do you need us to help you?" Scar asked and his voice made Y/n want to curl into his side 

Y/n didn't realize how much they missed the rest of the Boatem crew and tears welled up in their eyes as they realized they might have to do this forever to get over them

"Talk to us Angel," Impulse kneeled in front of them "We're here to listen to everything you have to say." 

"Don't you dare make me fall in love with you," Y/n croaked, throat constricted and eyes watery "Don't you dare enchant me with those eyes. If I fell through your skies, there's no way you would catch me. There's a tear in my heart, but your patch wouldn't match me. Being near you still adds to the size of my sighs. There's still seismic events at hellos and goodbyes, and I still need reminders of why it's unwise to stare.  So don't you dare..." 

"Y/n?" Grian asked, his familiar hand made Y/n melt to his touch and sigh in relief before continuing with their eyes forced closed 

"Don't you dare make me fall in love with you... Don't you dare do something so cliché. Just get out of my daydreams, you're an unwelcome guest and stop making me miss you 'cause you leaving's for the best. 'Cause I just couldn't stand having you as my crutch

"You're a simmering stovetop I was tempted to touch. If you ever return, it'll burn me too much to bear... So don't you dare..." Wet droplets sparkled as they fell from Y/n's eyes and the group watched as the love of their life cried softly while attempting to reject them 

"And I know it's all so shallow, but a shallow cut still stings! And before my heart becomes Amelia's heir, I need to clip its wings!" Grian winced at the metaphor and Y/n's chest heaved as they continued "So don't you dare keep mocking me with those thousand little things that I adore! Let me ignore you, don't let me care!

"And don't you dare leave me still in love with you! Nothing's fair when love is war!" Y/n sobbed as they shouted their words to the group who stood speechless at them, wanting nothing more than to comfort them, to hug them, to remind them that they are safe and they will still love Y/n... even if they didn't want it "And I just can't endure any more of the fight! When the casualties rise with my heart rate each night! Though I know I'm to blame for the glances I'd steal, for the time I kept spending pretending it's real... And now that it's ending, I still have more feelings to spare!

"But don't you dare... Don't you dare..." Y/n slumped in their chair, head ducked in attempts to hide their red blotchy face, to hide the tears of knowing Y/n wanted them but knowing they can't dare to even think about having them, to hide the tears that just can't seem to stop at the thought of losing Boatem

of losing their symphony 

It was just... too much to even imagine 

At least, it was until a hand brought Y/n's face up to look at the group 

Mumbo

"Oh Angel," He sighed "Is that why you were avoiding us? Because You were scared of falling in love?" 

Y/n nodded softly and Grian moved behind them to untie the bounds "I don't want you guys to find the imperfections in me after we start dating and then... leave... I never want that again. I never want to be used for your greedy purpose only to be discarded when you guys find someone else." More tears welled up in their eyes "I don't want to be the imperfect stain on your life."

"Oh my angel, to me, You're perfect." Mumbo sighed and pressed his lips to their forehead. When he pulled away Y/n grabbed his face and pulled him down to press a kiss to his lips, gritty with redstone dust but lighting up with the electricity between them. Mumbo gently wiped Y/n's tears off with his thumb as he mumbled sweet nothings against their lips 

Once they pulled apart and caught their breath, Mumbo pulled them into his arms and held them tightly as they calmed down in his arms. The others joined in to either sit next to Y/n or place a hand on Y/n

just to remind them that they were there and would never leave

Y/n had never felt so... adored

Is this what it felt like to be truly loved by people? 

Masterlist

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[candy-applers]

No Ideas, sooooo.....

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[finn-writes-stuff]

Hello friend! Could i request a Mumbo Jumbo x reader who is very ant like? Very very small, very very strong, probbaly can carry Mumbo with one hand, likes sugar very much. But also very very weak to Mumbo and would melt whenever he carries them

A Helping Hand

I love requests with a fun specific thing. It’s never what I expect to be writing. Also, take this piece with a grain of salt? I havent written for Mumbo before.

Mumbo Jumbo x Reader

Fandom: Hermitcraft

Format: Oneshot (438 words)

Warnings: N/A

Gender neutral reader

Hermitcraft Masterlist

Commission info

“Mumbo! You missed a piece of red stone in here!” You called out, leaning out between the blocks of his latest invention. You’d been chatting with him while he built, so when it didn’t turn on as it was supposed to, you’d offered to see if you could spot a problem.

There were plenty of benefits to being so small, and you used them often to help out the other hermits. Given that the last time you’d helped Mumbo, he’d offered to build you an automatic sugarcane farm, you were more than willing to help him out again.

Perhaps that wasn’t the only reason you were so willing to help him. Over the time you’d known him, the two of you had forged a strong friendship. It was never a surprise to the hermits to see you sitting on his shoulder and listening to him explain a new project, or to see you chatting to him from his jacket pocket.

“Thank you, dear! I can’t believe I missed that.”

And of course, he could fluster you with the simplest of pet names. It definitely didn’t help when he scooped you up so he could fix his machine, holding you close to his chest with one hand. You were thankful he wasn’t looking at you, because you could feel your face burning.

“There we go, let’s see if it works now! Would you like to do the honours, love?”

He set you down next to the lever that controlled the contraption. Despite it being practically bigger than you, he let you push it by yourself, knowing you’d have no trouble.

That was one of your favourite things about him. He was an incredibly helpful person, but he wasn’t overbearing. He knew when to step back and he didn’t underestimate you like so many people did. It was a refreshing change of pace.

And when the machine kicked to life and he lifted you back up into his hands, you couldn’t complain. It gave you a better view of his wide grin.

“Fantastic!! Oh what would I do without you?” Mumbo said, practically buzzing with excitement.

“Spend a lot more time rebuilding your inventions from scratch, I’m sure.”

He laughed, and you couldn’t help but smile. His joy was infectious, you’d bottle and sell it if you could.

“That already how I spend half my time! I’d have no free time at all.”

He set you on his shoulder, beginning to explain why he’d built this new machine and you let his bright voice wash over you. Here, simply spending time with him, you had all you could ask for.

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