Hermitpad Stories

I make a fUck ton of hermittpad rp art, its pog! I make other shit too. I hate my trash and you can too if you want uwo Dont be shy, create a roleplay character. :)

The things that don't fit into another category.

Hallo and welcome to the shop! We sell angst from Hermitcraft- sorry to correct that GRIAN angst is what we sell here. I don't give a flip if you wanted fluff but you'll barely get that here! 90% angst and 10% Fluff! We sadly (thankfully) don't accept your smut/lemon or any ships(sorryyy). Oh and yes please say what one-shot you request and you'll get your order right away! Might take a day or two because here, I have my cousin who sees if I need any mistakes or need any adding to the story to make it much, much, much longer! Yes, we are a organized business here. Your order might take long too because the author is very flipping lazy and has school coming up very soon! Thank you for shopping/visiting the angst shop! A shop that will sell angst of your desire of Grian! (I really need to drop the selling act right not- or should I not...) ENJOY this crappy book!! (Cover not mine, idk where I got it-)

Read the title

This is my perspective of Out Of the Internet Into the Real World

hey hermitpadders this is my new one shot book i will put the warnings in each chapter requests are welcome LGBTQIA+ THEMES my update schedule is crazy just stick with me here

(A royal hermittpad au) On a small island just a bridge away from the neighbors, you'd think they would be friends, but in reality they were just a bunch frauds pretending. The day the king fell from his throne of unknown causes was the day everyone went at eachothers throats, the kingdom and the people tore apart. The broken people in the shattered palace were the ones who enjoyed this the most. Except for a few lonely souls, such as the young princess that mourns the death of her beloved brothered king, Some say she was his daughter some say a little sister but nobody knows as she was never spotted in public with him. it was her duty to gather up the remains of this beautiful land and mend it up with what ever humanity was left, hoping to bring tranquiled peace and prosperity to the people. That may be such a difficult task for such a young and naive girl who was oblivious to everything before she realized it was too late.

Well, where else would you expect her to put all her thoughts?

Sorry to say I've decided to abandon the old book and start this new one. Hello peeps, I'm Rachel, and in this book you'll find some random mcyt stuff I've posted both here and on my ao3 :D Here you'll find oneshots, two shots, alternate universes, incorrect quotes, and all that randomness. It's mostly going to be hermitcraft, but I might post stuff for other mcyt fandoms here as well, such as lifesteal smp. Hope you enjoy, have a marvelous day!

Flight Class!

A general recap of the events on @_GMAN_ s server! Will include:: :New shops and events!: :Things added onto the server thus far!: :Screenshots, pictures, and captions of new builds and players!: :Who is who in the wide span of Usernames!: :Maybe a map?: :Poems and rhymes!: :Explanations of what the heck is happening!: :The Server ID!: :Plus so much more!:

I don't think I need to explain further.

The hermits wake up with no knowledge of who they are, where they are, or what their doing there. In addition to this total memory loss, they soon discover that they've all woken up speaking completely different languages. With no way to understand those outside of small groups, they start to form alliances with those they understand...and rivalries with those they don't. How will they learn to deal with this situation? ..... And what caused the memory loss in the first place?

This is basically gonna be a collab by a few "randomly picked" amazing writers. We're gonna make it up as we go, and figure it out along the way. The story line is: A bunch of writers from Wattpad (Hermitpad) get randomly teleported into HermitCraft, Season 9. They make new friends among the Hermits and try to get back to their world. Feel free to use this idea for yourself! Just credit me, Frog.

What we sell!

Uh, a journal?

No it is not a journal, It is what goes through my head. my thoughts. parrots don't have hands or so you think (☞ ͡° ͜ʖ ͡°)☞

We will not stand in fear of what they hold And we are stronger together that is foretold! We will not be dragged down, no longer shall we sit with no sound. A light in the darkness, we will be a flame!

Thank you for the memories I enjoyed it, thanks. But its time to move on and come and find us again. I hide in shadows, work among most. Come and find us, Im sure you wont. :)