Tired of the normal humdrum of city life, Keralis sent out an open invite to go camping with him. The first person to reply-much to his surprise-was Xisuma. He hadn't expected a quick response, especially since he assumed Xisuma was drowning in work, but the message read that he and his brother, Xavier, would love to come. Not long after, Wels and his brother, Hels, replied just as quickly, saying they wanted to join as well. Great. The next group to chime in was Team ZITS-Zedaph, Impulse, Tango, and Skizz-who announced they'd be bringing a giant camper.

Tango, a talented Blazeborn guitarist, is renowned for his fiery performances and incredible skill. Currently, he plays with the band Team ZITS, where his dynamic presence and unique sound captivate audiences. Though his guitar work is his signature, Tango is a versatile musician, adept at playing a variety of instruments, including drums, bass, and even the occasional piano riff during quieter sets. While Team ZITS is his primary focus, Tango often steps away to collaborate with other artists, lending his expertise to side projects and one-off performances. His ability to blend genres and adapt to different styles makes him a sought-after musician beyond his band. Despite these ventures, Tango's heart remains with Team ZITS, where his blazing solos and magnetic energy steal the spotlight. Fans from all over know him for his passion and dedication to music, solidifying his reputation as one of the best in the scene.

What Xisuma wanted to come out of his little competition was some kindness to his community, a good 200 bucks for a local charity of the winners choosing. What he didn't expect to come out of it? He didn't expect everyone who signed up to cross the finish line as a different person. ... "I've never seen Bdubs that mad..." "Can I.. er.. put my hands on yours?" "You gotta ask him out while we're here man!" "Sorry I... I get in my head when I'm nervous." "I can't lose my best friend this way." "I just talked to Rendog. Holy shit I just talked to Rendog." "Just to be the man who walked 1000 miles for you, Tango!" "I genuinely have no clue what's going on." "Just ask him for his number, it's that easy!" "He's going to drive straight into us-" ... (COMPLETED) (13.7k Words in Total)

First came the heavens, the glistening white abyss of clouds that overlooked the barren land. Then came the six primaries: Life, Death, Earth, Ocean, Weather, and Chaos. Happy ascension day! This is a story of my creation using the Hermitcraft characters! To be clear, I am using their HC personas, not the actual people. You do not need any background with HC to understand or enjoy the story however. This story does contain shipping (#Grumbo) but no explicit smut. Slight warning: this story does contain some violence Cover art was drawn by my amazing brother!

This is a story of my creation based on the hermitcraft characters! There will be some shipping (#Grumbo) but no smut. Some violence, and maybe some PG-13 language, but NOTHING having to do with serious mental illness, self harm, or suicide. This is an AU using only the characters. It has nothing to do with the actual people and is not meant to make them upset or uncomfortable in any way, it's just for fun. I will update the story regularly so check back for new chapters once or twice a week. hope you enjoy! Cover Art Credit Stress Picture - u/yattwud on reddit Iskall Picture - keuwibloom on tumblr False Picture - apasserbyinpink on wattpad Xisuma Picture - u/xXPolichXx Grian Picture - u/Eva1000 on reddit Ren Picture - everything_is_a_paradox on picpanzee Mumbo Picture - trying to find the person but haven't yet Doc Picture - trying to find the person but haven't yet

This is a camping trip story with the Hermits in Season 8 of Hermitcraft, with all of them being high schoolers aside from TFC, the really cool bus driver. Not much more to say, other than if you like fun chaos, nature, and all of the hermits in one book, this might be a nice read for ya! (No smut and No self-insert oc's) This is sorta a collab with my sibling, (you guys can call 'em StarFox or Cloudy) but both books are being posted on my account because they don't have one. It's the other Hermitcraft Camping Trip story on this account with Geminitay on the cover! Hope you enjoy!

A reunion of friends who haven't seen each other since high school, things went as normal until one eventful night. There's a murder and it was one of them, can the group figure it out or will they all fall victim to a untimely end. ---------- Everything is planned out on my notebook, I should hopefully stay on track with the story. Disclaimer: Upload schedule is going to be inconsistent. Started writing: July 19th 2024. Started publishing: July 23rd 2024. Finished writing: Finished publishing:

Mumbo's hybrid status was the most well-kept secret he had since joining Hermitcraft. That was until a certain pesky bird joined. (Crossposted on ao3. Cover art made by me.)

No one truly knew The Sheriff. He refused to give out his name, he was seen only during empire meetings or during trades. But there were myths, told during the starless nights. That The Sheriff was from the before times. That he killed all the old emperors. That he was older than the Great god of Stratos by a millenia. That he was a disciple of the goddess of death. That he was a son of the great primordials. That he could hear all and see all. That he was thing under the bed. Well. Only two of those are true, he was from the before times and he killed the old emperors. Or at least that last one was his own self loathing. He was of sea and land with special preference for the muggy hot temperature of swamps. The little brother of the ruler of the largest kingdom, who's name had been lost to the waves of time. He's the Codfather or atleast was. Crossposted on ao3 under: Canadian_Cee

When the past he's been running from is shoved into his face and secrets revealed, Grian's forced back into a world he thought he long since escaped. Grian's a prankster and good at flying, this was bound to happen eventually.