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I had to-

inspired and based by @world-loading​ and @a-host-of-furies (edit: Bejsbsjnb WHY DO I KEEP ON PRESSING THE WrOng pep-)

this is so poggg 

Tommy walked across the shopping district, it was nighttime, dim, and empty. No hermits to be seen, No fireworks being set off usually but the dim winds brushed against the young brit's coat.

"Where is everybody?... Hello?" He called out, walking around the district on the lookout for anybody however the silence whelmed his sense of safety yet strangely, there were alluring subconscious whispers that started to get louder and louder in his mind to ears.

"You'll see him again"

"Nobody's here again..."

"You know the reason why they let you stay, Tommy"

"He's waiting at the waters"

Tommy knew that this is probably a trap or some sort of cruel prank but, the voices soothed him numbingly, he'd been submerged in those voices before, the shallow warm welcome with open arms liced with self-doubt and degrading hate that made his chest heavy, his head filled with static that soothed the months of exile.

No matter how many times he tells himself that it isn't his fault, there will be a lingering hand that reaches out to shake hands with those deprecating voices.

He walked along with the voices like a loose puppet on strings, inside his mind might be loud but the deserted district certainly made the atmosphere quieter almost deafening.

Yes, He heard blades clanged, Bombs exploded that rippled the ground, Arrows harshly plopped onto flesh and, Screams that became a hoarse cry...but silence? Is something that he isn't accustomed to.

He hummed a familiar tune, eventually, he started to quietly sing. "I heard there was a special place..." he turned a corner, he can see the portal's glow from a distance, it called for him.

"Where men could go and emancipate..." Hopping over a few twigs and glancing at the bits of mycelium that mixed with the grass. "From the brutality and tyranny of their rulers..." the wind blows by softly, cold and mellow.

He looks up at the portal, the transparent purple hues with the small particles coming and dying out like a firework. The feeling a bitter nostalgia came in, pressing against his chest, he could feel his heart beating visibly along his limbs stiffened.

"Well, this place is real...you needn't fret..." He slowly stepped into the portal, not knowing what it is but the subconsciousness convinced him vaguely.

Warping into the nether, there was a strange pathway leading up to another portal that he'd never seen before, his eyes hurried to inspect the place...Where's the upside-down? Everything is unfamiliar.

And moreover, Why's it cold in the nether?

The Red-ish hue mixed in the blue darkness, making it into a purple mute atmosphere. It gave him mixed signals, although everything seems to be strange, Tommy was unconcerned...more likely unbothered with it.

"You're almost home..."

"He's waiting by the sand"

"Rest well there..."

"You weren't meant to be here anyways..."

"Why get more people involved in your problems when you can just leave"

Aimlessly heading to the portal, he continued his tune "With- Wilbur, Tommy...Tubbo...Fuck Eret..." He sang, no longer quiet, reaching the mysterious portal and slowly traced his fingers down at the side edge of it.

"It's a very big and not so blown-up L'Manburg..." Closing his eyes as he's footed into the portal, His head felt light-headed nonetheless Tommy was blindly untroubled by it since his mind was already occupied.

Opening his eyes, he saw sand and an ocean shore...A beach that wasn't far from a grassy plain. "My L'Manburg..." The shore called for him with the ocean winds greeting him in, his body wasn't even in control anymore by wariness but muted dullness.

"My L'Manburg..." His legs moved blindly across the sand with eyes unfocused, Is this even real? He doesn't know either.

"My L'Manburg..." His eyes caught a blurry silhouette at the waters of the shore, It was hard to see since the skies are still night with the stars reflecting the water and the moon illuminating from behind.

His steps became desperate all of a sudden and squinted his eyes at the figure, trying yo identify who and then the voices stopped all the sudden.

"My...." The figure looks back at him, revealing his face that was now shined on by the water, he was smiling at Tommy warmly...A smile that he so long haven't seen on a beloved's face.

"Tubbo?".

I don't know if you're still taking requests, but if you are, may I request one with Ren and Tommy and Ren is teaching him to play guitar and Tommy's kinda bonding with him over it? I know Ren has younger brothers irl, so maybe he'd take Tommy under his wing and kind of treat him as one. It may be a breath of fresh air for Tommy given his relationship with his own brothers... then again his trauma with people manipulating him in the past might hold him back, so it could go either way // -⭐

“I always wanted to play the guitar but my brother was too lazy to teach me back then, haha...”

he angy

DREAM SMP X HERMITCRAFT crossover art :)

When Technoblade finds a new democratically elected leader to murder, Scar finds himself in a bit of trouble.

also (watcher) Grian go fuck him up !!!! green bastard dies YEAHHH

alternative title : we all want a dsmp/hermitcraft crossover but we know deep down it would end badly lmao

[Warning: S*icidal Thoughts]

Self-Blame 

Tommy!Hermit AU timeee (Made this a while back, about a month ago)

   “-The Death of a hero, Is painful...Messy and...Slow...”

Song- Death of a rat (I changed it abit and yes, ratatouille)

Tommy after escaping his now destroyed exile home, still distraught, he didn’t know what to do next so he seeked out to Technoblade’s help, His wilted blood-brother. 

Technoblade, Still having the grudge and somewhat lingering feeling that he’ll be used again (and the fact that Tommy still held him accountable of his anarchism acts), he declined. 

Im giving him a slime pet and you cant stop me

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Hermit! Tommy AU: Okay so I’m just about tommy whose been taken refugee into Hermitcraft to heal and understand his trauma/emotions, me being beneath the category primarily of Angst, Slice of life (Fluff even) and Found Family...that’s it right?

H!Tommy Writers: Yes, just that

Hermit! Tommy AU: And nothing else?

H!Tommy Writers: Nothing else

Hermit! Tommy AU: ...

H!Tommy Writers: 

H!Tommy Writers: Actually the angst isn’t enough, I’m making him mute 

Some hermit tommy au dialogue ideas because head empty (I’m not good at englishdkenkfj)

Tommy, Listening to Scar’s story: So...Apparently, you and Big G ran a mini human organ trafficking bizz for Cleo’s head? 

Scar: Well- Yes but actually no- It’s wasn’t too extreme but it’s just apart of activities and all in good fun. the game was formulated and coded that whenever you take someone’s head it would drop it instead of, you know, gore and such  [Now think about what I said It does sound like human organ trafficking out of context-]

Tommy: 

Scar: Please don’t take it the wrong way-

Tommy: I want in next time, Big man 

Scar: ... 

Scar: Tommy, you’re giving me a wary vision that the FBI might get involved 

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(This one is based on a 7th grade memory I did after Science class)

Grian: Alright so we’re going to bully Docm77 as a way for you to practice, and again, no swearing, softplay, nothing too harsh and um- creativity 

 Tommy: What if I don’t want to oblige? 

Grian: Do you want to be serverless?

Tommy: Touché Touché

[At Docm77′s base]

Tommy, pointing at Doc: YOU’RE A STAPHYLOCOCCUS and I don’t know what that word means so FEEL INSULTED!

Docm77: [*Visible confusion at the sassy rat child*] ...what? 

Grian: ......Good...job??

Here’s my no internet ms paint sketchs, might make more of these

Made this for @cedarwhisp ‘s book “Shells the in Foam” one of my favorite books of hermit tommy au, Idk if I done the design of tommy by the description in the book (I get confused sometimes, I’m alliterate not in meaning an insult).

 If you wanna read it here! It’s a good book ^^ 

https://archiveofourown.org/works/28460823/chapters/69741393

I had left over sketches so why not? @cedarwhisp you thought I was done? nah 

I love drawing winged people :) 

I'm only semi-informed with this, but to me it seems Blue works more like an anti depressant than a drug, like I've seen some people saying. So in the Hermit!Tommy au, he has blue because of course he does. So he's using the blue, but the Hermits are concerned its drugs and confront him. He can't explain, cause what do you say to that?

This is sadnvifubv I just imagine the hermits are a little scared that they might agitated him, and Tommy being scared of they think of him so he tries to explain.

And to be honest I think it would go like this;

Tommy, annoyed: For the last time, it is not /drugs/-- It's a stress reliever! If your talking about drugs it'd be Archaeopteryx (I don't even know if it's a drug or not but it's sounds funny)

Grian: You were raised in a drug van

Tommy:

Tommy: It's the /good/ shit, alright?

The hermits thinking Blue is a drug

Regarding to this post

Based off this extremely big-brained anon here, I saw the opportunity for another HC x DSMP au and ran with it, enjoy.

Edit: due to popular demand, the oneshot has now expanded with a second part, have fun.

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“I spy with my little eye, something…”

“The void.” The rest deadpanned, cutting Scar off.

He groaned, throwing his head backwards, followed by an entire anti-gravity backflip just to get his point across. Pearl grabbed him by the leg, making sure that he wouldn’t float off from the group and into the vast abyss.

Keep reading

One time I made this dsmp citizen post in which one of them mentions an exchange student coming from hermitcraft and I thought that was so funny so here's the spinoff series, I present to you

Pov: you're an exchange student from the Dream SMP trying to figure what on earth is going on in Hermitcraft

Sequel coming soon, introducing the hermitcraft kid who came over to the DSMP for a trauma arc

Edit: the sequel is now here!

The thrilling sequel to this post, introducing: pov you're an exchange student from Hermitcraft getting horrendously traumatized in the Dream SMP

And this is for the people in the tags saying they ship the two students together. Have fun.

I jumped on the train, and now I’m a Grianbur supporter.

He hands out red.