When an uncorrupted Xornoth woke up on the Mezalean shore line, they expected to get arrested or killed on sight. What they did not expect was for King Joel to drag them into the Matral Palace for in-law bonding. They also didn't expect for Scott to be corrupted by Exor. And they also didn't expect themself to still be incoherent around Joey. This could be... interesting. COMPLETED 19/4/2022 WORD COUNT: 94,375 Cross-Posted on Archive of Our Own. (Bonus oneshot on part 49) THIS FIC IS ONLY POSTED ON WATTPAD AND ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN. IF YOU ARE READING THIS ANYWHERE ELSE, PLEASE LEAVE AND READ IT ON WATTPAD AND ARCHIVE OF OUR OWN.

A cult of brainwashed players. A rouge watcher that leads them. And their plans to invade a new server and take control. When Xisumavoid, the admin of Hermitcraft, is warned that a cult known as the Silver Sun is planning on invading his server, he must do everything he can to prevent the leader of the cult from slipping their influence into Hermitcraft. If they do, the Silver Sun will take hold, and their server could be lost to the watcher's control. Everything is on the line, as the hermits must endure the power of the Silver Sun, which only grows stronger every day. The past will be revealed. The present will be treacherous. The future will be changed. Either the hermits stand up and fight. Or they lose it all.

After an accident with Hels and Ex, Mumbo is acting....Strange. Grian and Iskall take notice, the two clearly concerned for the welfare of Mumbo. After all, the Mustached hermit was lying, disappearing at times, and being downright rude. Grian has even seen Mumbo holding a small knife, cussing over and over again to himself. Grian and Iskall have to find out what is wrong, before Mumbo is stuck like this, forever.

Evil X returns to Hermitcraft, causing chaos to break loose. The smell of impending doom is in the air. The most unexpected things happen... yada yada yada. If this is the vaguest description you've ever read, I'll consider it a success. Note: I do not endorse the shipping of the hermits in real life; I am only shipping their minecraft personas! Also note: The art used for the cover is not mine!! Ships: Grian x Mumbo Cub x scar Impulse x Tango x Zedaph Ren x Doc Jevin x Evil X (...or Xisuma)

Would you hide a part of yourself? You might do it if that part scared you. After a while, you might get good at hiding your secrets and past. Grian had experience with that sort of thing, and now he must do it once again - but it's so much harder this time. I am writing this for AO3, but I decided to start posting it on here as well Because of that, updates might be slow even though I update the AO3 version very VERY often This takes place in Season 7, and begins during the Mayoral Campaign

Warnings before you read this: This does involve shipping, so of you don't like that then don't read this. There will be torture involved in this and also mentions of abuse and similar stuff to that, so if you don't like that then don't read this. And those are all the warnings I can think of right now Grian wakes up in a superflat world set to night with a red moon shining over him, he has no idea how he got her but he has a strange pull to build random things. Back at Hermitcraft everyone is wondering where the builders gone. And who are these Evolutionists that suddenly appeared claiming to be Grian's friends?