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(it's 3am but mind go brrrr on that so-)

The hermits: oh god Tommy is so sad and subdued :(

Drista, descending from the skies: :)

Tommy, suddenly vibrating with raw chaos energy: :)

The hermits have never seen this Tommy before, but to those who had known him, he comes right back to his old self for just a moment.

Tommy is smiling, and a look of mischief crosses his face as what looks like the bringer of the end of the world descends from the clouds. The hermits are wary, and some who know Dream are furious, as it seems that the very person who hurt Tommy so badly is now in their lands.

But Tommy runs forward as Dream(?) finally settles on the ground, and he's laughing. Dream has an enchanted netherite axe in his hand, and the hermits instantly take up their own arms, a few starting to run forward in a desperate attempt to save Tommy from the blow.

They don't make it, but Tommy suddenly dodges out of the way of the dangerous blade with a practiced ease, a huge smile on his face as he swipes Dream's feet out from under him as he ducks.

Dream stops himself just before he hits the ground, levitating back to his feet. Tommy rushes forward at the opening, and the hermits are stunned into silence as he embraces the god that just tried to kill him.

Tommy is beaming as he hugs his adversary, and the hermits hear laughter that is not Dream's that accompany Tommy's as the god embraces him back.

Tommy releases the Not Dream, and turns and waves to the hermits who are still armed to the teeth.

"Fellas, meet Drista!"

I just imagine Impulse taking shots with Zedaph after Tommy's reveal of his grinding preparations @redorich

here's the link https://archiveofourown.org/works/28235151/chapters/69189597 check it out cuz it pog

HERMIT!TOMMY AU REQUESTS ARE OPEN BB!

-Angst, Blood, Dark themes is allowed (No gore or anything sexual)

-You can request other than tommy but as long it's related

-Giving me challenges or ideas are 100% allowed

-I'm not going to do all of the request so yeah

Are there any events, details, headcanons, etc. that are specific to your Hermit!Tommy AU? :D I’d love to hear anything about it!!

Well, I don't have that much of my own Hermit!Tommy AU since I tend to lean on other people's take of it like redorich and petrichormeraki because I suck at writing, plus, I don't have much knowledge on Hermitcraft and the hermits themselves (I know widely on Grian, Mumbo, Xisuma, and Iskall however the other hermits, not so much) anyways.

Details on my Hermit!Tommy AU?

-He used to live at Joe's doghouse district (Crediting Petrichormeraki for that) settled at  Mumbo's old hobit home for a while till he's ready to make his own base. Tommy has a small cottage house, a hillside storage room in disguise, and an underground war room where he grinds weaponry, experience, ores, etc as a way to cope and calm his paranoia but surely turned to healthier coping mechanisms such as building, gardening, beekeeping, and bookbinding.

-Scar and Tommy has this soft comedic Love-Hate friendship, It all started with Tommy leaving messes like creeper holes and unsheared tree leaves which made Scar fed up and conforted Tommy about it, Scar tried to be gentle but Tommy like the loud child he is, it only led the two into an argument yet Tommy made a pinky promise to never do that again and Scar gave him tips about it.

-There's an inside joke among the hermits that whenever they pass by Tommy's place, they would leave a stack or two of building in his chest anonymously like quartz, different types of woods, slabs, etc because let's be honest, the kid's building is not too much pretty to look at and Tommy still doesn't take their gift since he doesn't want their "pity".

-Tommy after he's comfortable with the hermits (entrusting them with his trust) he hangs the old pictures (him and tubbo, the crew when the time of L'manberg and Tubbo in his presidential suit) The hermit wants to ask about it like who, what and when of those pictures but doesn't want to push him, worried if they pushed any of his personal buttons.

-Tommy has night terrors on some occasions, screaming as if he was going to getting murdered, rare hallucinations of Tubbo, Wilbur Even dream (He doesn't know the triggers of his hallucinations are yet) Xisuma and Impluse try to find a way for his night terrors to be smoothened put by potions or medicine.

Events on my Hermit!Tommy AU?

-Tommy fled after Dream blew up Logstedshire and almost attempting suicide, like any other Hermit!Tommy AU take on, He somehow ends up in Hermitcraft. He doesn't remember but he does remember blurringly like a fever dream, running away from something, wounded, blindly, screaming hoarsely for help and stepping in something but that's about it. He was found passed out bleeding beneath a tree by Zombiecleo and alerted the Admin about it.

-The Mycelium vs Grass war got Tommy wracked up, to the point he unhealthy grinded days on end but surely is informed that it isn't the same "definition" of war like in Dream SMP that gave Tommy a huge slap on the face of what's normal and what's extreme.

-Tommy took a break from MCC but soon came back, teaming up along with the hermits and agreed on being masked from the crowd, worried that he'll be found. However in the second chosen mini-game: Survival game, Tubbo, and Tommy came across each other due to the borders shirking fast

Both of them thought that they were hallucinating but fortunately, it isn't. Tubbo frantically started to ask him, begging for forgiveness to Tommy but he was killed in the process. Tommy was very quiet the next round.

(that’s it for now).

Headcanons on my Hermit!Tommy AU?

-Tommy has a short ponytail now and is very good with braiding because techno would always ask Tommy to do his hair.

-Techno has two forms. Piglin form, and Human form. 

he prefers his Piglin form as a battle appearance because it’s tanked, faster, and generally stronger than his human form so whenever he goes into something battle-related and casually in public so most people don’t know he looks like in human form. (he also has this mentality to not let his guard down whenever he’s surrounded by people unless it’s his loved and trusted ones).

-Tommy started to curse less in Hermitcraft. The day when Tommy said frick instead fuck, Scar was smiling the entire day.

-He likes ZombieCleo like a sister because he reminds him of Niki.

-He has a small bee garden hobbit (soon extended larger) where he sometimes has picnics, plans out builds, vibe, and relaxes because bees give him this sense of calmness, soft happiness though it gave him a sided homesick heartache. (Y’know, Tubbo.)

-Tommy has two huge surgical wounds on his shoulder blades, he used to have wings when he was little but got into a mega-wither accident which resulted in him transmitted to a hospital, worried that the continuous withering might cause his life so they surgically removed the already halfway severely withered wings off, losing them at a young age.

-Grian and he are the ultimate prankster duo in the Hermitcraft.

-Tommy has problems when it comes to telling what’s real and what’s fake in relationships due to the betrayals, gaslighting, emotional manipulation (from his brother, Wilbur), and the constant inner changing dreads of indecisiveness he dealt with. 

(The drawings will be posted after this)

Keralis: I'm here now, Xisuma!

Xisuma: Oh! You're finally here! A little late but fine, where were you?

Keralis: Oh uh...Just dropped by Tommy's place that's all

Xisuma:

Keralis:

Xisuma: You Anonymously stuffed another stack of building materials again, didn't you?

Keralis: Yeah

Meanwhile at Tommy's place:

@commiecricket I did the deed

first drawing on a tablet... rat boy

I still remember while in exile, He doesn't wanna off himself yet until he finishes How to sex 3

The man's last wish was to give sex education

h,, how would the hermits react.. to how to sex 3.... ~~i’m so sorry~~

How To Sex 3 will never see the light of the Minecraft sun as long as Tommy is alive, and that’s why he hasn’t died. The world is not ready 

have some impluse and tommy moments 

have some impluse and tommy moments 

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...”

[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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I have urge to DRAW-

One of the hermits builds a box strikingly similar to the one Tubbo was executed in

Tubbo is a fantastic helper for Zedaph’s wacky inventions, and it’s common now for him to visit the Cave of Contraptions to help with the excited hermit’s newest pointlessly brilliant machine, his Tommy in tow. They go everywhere together, and although Tommy is pointedly uninterested in redstone, he sits on the sidelines and laughs when a contraption goes wrong. (It’s all in good fun, Zedaph knows, and he laughs along.) 

Zedaph’s latest AND greatest machine is a Superman Armory, an invention that spins you around in a little box and automatically suits you up with enchanted gear before launching you up out of the Cave as if you were lifting off heroically. Zedaph had been on a superheros kick lately, and he was ecstatic to try this one out. 

Normally Tango would be his first choice in a guinea pig, but Zedaph had grown fond of the new kids and wanted them to be included in his “scientific” process. He’d already tested the launching bit, and nailed where to put a water stream exactly to catch the flying hermit. All he needed was someone to equip the armor to. 

He sent Tubbo a message, and after a day had gone by the kids arrived. They were oddly skittish about elytra and Nether travel, which meant it took much longer for them to get places, but Zedaph didn’t mind. He had lots of toys to play with while he waited. 

Zedaph made sure to dismantle his front door trap as the kids appeared on the horizon. It would be funny for any other hermit to be attacked and then have to travel all the way back from their spawn, but the new kids were extremely serious about death. Zedaph didn’t ask, it was not his place, but he made sure they were comfortable all the same. 

“Welcome, lads, to the Cave of CONTRAPTIONS!” Zedaph flourished opening the door to the Cave as the kids got close. Tubbo was already smiling, and Tommy was feigning being unimpressed as usual. 

“Boy, do I have a treat for you today!” Zedaph ushered them in, Tubbo comfortably arm in arm with Tommy as the taller boy looked around. Zedaph’s smile widened as he saw a glimmer of wonder in Tommy’s eyes at his many inventions. The boy may pretend the redstone wonders were boring, but Zedaph knew he was truly in awe at what the hermit was able to create. 

Zedaph lead the boys to his newest machine, bouncing on the balls of his feet in excitement. “Introducing the Superhero Launcher!” Zedaph pushed down the lever to fell the gravel sheet, revealing the golden shiny box in all its glory. 

The reaction was not at all what Zedaph was hoping for. Quite the opposite in fact. 

Tommy went white as a sheet as soon as the gravel broke, and a shockingly violent expression of rage and terror darkened his face. Tubbo stayed fairly excited and curious after the reveal, pointless because of his blindness, but confusion and fear crossed his expression as Tommy stiffened and shoved Tubbo behind him. 

“What the fuck are you pulling?” Tommy spat, his voice nearly imperceptibly trembling. Zedaph blinked, caught off guard by the sudden anger from the boy. “It--it’s my invention? I just need Tubbo to get in so I can check--” 

Tommy bared his teeth like a cornered animal as soon as Zedaph spoke, shutting him up instantly. Zedaph flinched as Tommy summoned his netherite axe. “Get the fuck back.” 

“Tommy, what--” Tubbo spoke behind his friend, clutching his arm with white-knuckled hands. “It’s a yellow box, Tubbo!!” Tommy exploded, not taking his eyes off of Zedaph. The words confused Zedaph, but hermit saw the exact same expression befall Tubbo’s face, the boy going so pale that his explosive scars stood out like a poppy in snow. 

“Tom, I don’t understand-” Zedaph tried, but stumbled back as Tommy swung his axe. “Bullshit!! You were going to kill him!!” The boy yelled, fury trembling in every muscle of his body. 

Zedaph started. “Wh--no!! Why would I kill Tubbo?! My inventions don’t kill people!!” He argued. “Well, the void chute does but that’s got safety measures on it--” He mumbled after a moment of thought. 

It was the wrong thing to say. 

Angry tears filled Tommy’s eyes, and with his other hand he summoned and Ender Pearl. “Hold on, Tubbo.” Tommy muttered, his bright blue eyes catching Zedaph’s soul in a paralyzing laser of hatred and fear. 

Before Zedaph could speak, Tommy launched the pearl through the opening in the Cave ceiling for the Superhero Launcher, and a split second later the boys disappeared with a puff of purple particles. 

Zedaph stared at the spot they once stood, his hands shaking. Confusion and guilt hammered against his brain until the noise was unbearable. 

With trembling fingers, he tried to focus enough to type into his communicator. 

<ZedaphPlays> /msg xisumavoid i need you. its the kids. 

<ZedaphPlays> /msg xisumavoid i messed up. 

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

Having an urge to make a comic of Tommy during a building lesson with Grian (in break time) curiously asks Xisuma who was watching them why he isn't allowed to compete mini games and challenges yet, and Xisuma explains to him gently that he is still new after all (Tommy said to him bluntly that he knows that his skills aren't hermit level being the major reason why and Xisuma just sighed and nodded in shame, but supported him to learn and train good).

After the Building Lesson was over and Tommy went home. Grian strikes up a conversation with Xisuma afterwards and asks Xisuma why he lets Tommy stay in the server though it's against the server rules whom Xisuma created jokingly, Xisuma got a little ache in the heart and confessed personally why.

(and this is what my world building is of the au yaaaay :'))

There was a time in Minecraft when crime, wars, abuse and cheating was the norm among players, and Xisuma was one of those people in one of those days of breaking hellscape when he was a kid. One of the aspiring reasons he made hermitcraft. Tommy to Xisuma's eyes are like seeing his young self again, a wounded animal, saying that if he ever did sent him back to the hell of a server, he wouldn't forgive himself with fingers crossed.

Also pointing out that he isn't the only person the server that went through those old times during their youth. Grian just nodded and smiled at him, pretty proud of his decision, plus having the kid around doesn't break the entire server anyways, ain't like some kind a popbob that came in to reek absolute havoc.

"I just don't want to see another kid get..." Xisuma shortly went silently, scrambling for a word to finish that sentence but Grian patted his back gently, glancing up to the helmeted man "I know Xisuma, We know".