A server for adult fans of mcyt series Hermitcraft and the Life Series! We do have channels for other fandoms too!
I made this server so that everyone who wanted a server where you could talk about the more adult things in these fandoms without minors constantly being there could finally have it. It's here so you can be weird about it!
All shipping and nsfw are allowed, and there are designated channels for RPF. The server is active and with plenty of channels to explore for different content and also some for other fandoms too! Just respect each other and keep the discourse out of the server.
The main rule of fandom applies here; Your Kink is not My Kink and Thats Okay.
When there is drama. The most important thing is to be informed
right now there is drama in the MCYT Fandom.
As of June 7 2026 Avidmc and Marma1ade have quit content creation.
Also as of June 7 2026, creators from the Minecraft server Skyblock Kingdoms (sbk) have come forward about “irrevocable damage [Avidmc and Marma1ade] have caused to SBK and its friends” (quote from Sbk statement on twitter) and have removed them from the server.
Below is a time line of statements, with links to the original, for ease of access. However I want to make clear that every one of these statements does not ask for aggression or violence against anyone, infact many implore the reader not to send any hate or aggression. Instead these statements ask for caution. ⚠️ do not attack anyone for who they support. Do not send hate to anyone involved. Doing so will get you banned across platforms, and make you a shitty person. ⚠️
This is purely for information collection and gathering. Make judgments based on your values and verifiable fact.
8:38 pst(or pdt? Idk pacific time for all of this*) Avid sends an announcement to his discord, announcing he is quitting content creation
He left his discord sometime after.
link to the discord from his offline twitch chat
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[unknown time, image received second hand. Discord invitation, acquired through her twitch chat, has been disabled] Marm quits content creation
12:00pdt Mulitiple creators post at the same time. In no particular order
Skyblock Kingdoms twitter post:
Nukeri/Nuke twitter post:
Nukeri/nuke Google doc statement:
AMy Statement regarding AvidMC and Marma1adePlease do not take this statement as an excuse to send any hate or aggression to anyone involv
Legundo twitter post:
Doovid twitter post:
12:01 pdt VikingPilot twitter post:
12:01pdt Musithical tumblr post:
💬 19 🔁 126 ❤️ 550 · i am no longer going to be working with AvidMc
over the past several days, i have talked with dozens of people who ha
waiter waiter more depictions of traumatised malnourished characters putting on some weight postcanon to show their recovery from the horrors please !!!!!!!!!!!
I'm so glad that the excuses for cast being gone at Twitchcon (like the poisoning/sickness) are having real consequences instead of being quick fixes. I love love love what Legs and Graecie have been doing with it!
If you aren't already, come check out the discord! https://linktr.ee/skyblockkingdoms
Do not be a dick. The mods will kill you and we will call it the wind.
@rhythmsmith I can't believe my tumblr inbox ate your request for gay vampires on pride month. Horrible.
Anyway, here's some very fluffy and sweet trustbites, featuring Owen taking the "bites" part literally <3
cw: brief moment of Legundo-typical self hatred
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The first sign Legundo had that something was off was the fact that he was being woken by soft sunlight spilling through his blinds. The idea of sleeping past sunrise was confusing to him. The second sign that he was being conspired against was the heavy weight sprawled over his chest, pressing him into the mattress and giving off gentle, rumbling vibrations. He cracked his good eye open, and his suspicions were confirmed as he looked down to see Owen laying directly on top of him, purring contentedly.
"Good morning, dear," came the soft voice of the third and final piece of evidence Legs needed to prove his theory that he had been forced into a sleep in. He tilted his head slightly towards the sound, and couldn't help but smile at the sight of Louis curled up in the armchair, his sewing kit laid across his lap as he repaired one of Legs' shirts.
"Louis," he said, voice catching roughly in his throat. He cleared it with a cough before attempting to speak again. "Louis, I have a lot of things that need to be done today."
"And do them you will, now you are properly rested," Louis replied breezily, not even attempting to deny his conspiring. "I think it says something about just how exhausted you were that you slept for so long."
"Mm hm," Legs hummed. "And the weighted blanket purring away on my chest surely had nothing to do with that."
"Are you complaining?" Owen grumbled, cheek still nuzzled against Legundo's collarbone despite his cranky tone. Louis chuckled, and carefully set aside his mending.
"My darling Legundo," Louis said — and fuck if that didn't make something in Legs' chest ache — as he swept forward to sit on the side of the bed, hand reaching out on instinct to run his fingers through the tangles of Owen's hair. "You have been working yourself to the bone for weeks now. I am not fool enough to think I can ever stop you doing such a thing, but I can — and will — force you to rest when you need it. You know I can be very persuasive, when I need to be."
As he spoke, Louis reached out with the hand not combing through Owen's hair to gently cup Legs' cheek.
"There's no point arguing, Legs," Owen muttered. Legs let out a sigh. He knew it was the truth, but he didn't have to like it. He wrapped an arm around Owen's waist, and pressed his cheek into Louis' hand.
"I'm not… used to… all of this," he whispered, hesitance curling around the words. He felt Owen's purrs increase in intensity as he nuzzled deeper into Legs' chest.
"I know, dear," Louis said gently, leaning down to press his lips to Legundo's temple. The touch was feather-light, a barely there brush of velvet soft lips to rough and scarred skin. Legs swallowed, heat in his face as too many emotions rolled through his chest. Shame and guilt, love and adoration, contentment, and the deep fear that this could all be taken from him any second; when wonderful Louis finally realised how irredeemably awful Legs was, when clever Owen finally got sick of how much Legs needed him, when they both remembered that they were better off without him.
He was pulled from his thoughts by the sensation of Owen bluntly clamping his teeth down on Legundo's collarbone.
"I can practically hear you spiralling," Owen grumbled.
"So you decided to bite me?" Legs asked.
"I'm a vampire," Owen said. "I bite people. That's what we do."
"Louis doesn't bite me," Legs muttered.
"I absolutely do, love," Louis chuckled and Legs felt himself flush as Louis' breath brushed against his skin.
"Only when I ask you to," he said under his breath. Louis chuckled again and pressed another kiss to his forehead. The heat in Legs' cheeks kept rising, as Louis kept placing fluttering kisses to his skin, down the side of his face, until they could both resist no longer and Legs tilted his chin to catch the next kiss on his lips. Louis was ready for him, of course, and kissed him deeply and sweetly.
Owen's teeth clamped down on Legs' collarbone again.
"Ow," Legs said pointedly, pulling away from Louis to look down at Owen. "What was that for?"
"I want a turn," Owen said bluntly, and before Legs could even react Owen surged up to capture his lips for himself.
There was no easy fix for the heaviness of Legundo's guilt. But with the combined strength of Louis and Owen's affections behind him, it became just a tiny bit easier to bear.