Icarus Writes

A Hermitcraft and Dsmp writing blog 21+, Any Pronouns

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Blog Info

Hallo, I’m Icarus and I run this blog. I currently write for the canon characters for Hermitcraft and DSMP, both platonic and romantic. I also write Polyamorous asks!

Requests are open, feel free to pop in a chat!

Things I will NOT write:

Minor x Adult

NSFW- I’m okay with suggestive fics, but no further than that

I will not write transphobic, homophobic, or racist topics.

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Hello hello! I’m new here and wanted to ask you a question!

Can I be an anon if so can I be 👑 or ⭐️ if both are taken then you can pick :)

Sincerely an new anon

Hallooooo! Welcome to the blog 👑 , it's great to have you here!

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Hello! How are you doing? Hopefully well :]]! I read and saw all of your post that relate to the medium!reader au and I really do love it! I was wondering if you could write more about it (preferably it being with reader interacting with the hermit ghosts) and it just being overall very fluffy and happy? Thank you and have a good day!! :] <33

When the group had decided to stay with you, you had no idea that they'd all be so chaotic. And yet, you didn’t think you would want to change it. Months had passed since you first met them, and you had quickly gotten used to their presence. 

Now your days were filled with them. You were no longer alone in your house. The ones that used to be humans are teaching you how to cook dishes they used to enjoy. Some of the older ones teach you different phrases from their native tongues. 

Scar tries to convince you to get a cat. Pearl wants a dog. Doc makes a garden in all your windows and you’ll start waking up to produce on your counter. Some of the nonhuman spirits try to teach you spells with varying results.

And in return you show them things from your time. Show them movies and soon you’ll have a movie night every week. Show them your favorite games, video or otherwise, they’d love to watch you play. Several of them will read books with you if you like to read. 

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does 21+ mean you’re 21+ or only people 21+ can follow yo u

That's my age, lol. I don't plan on writing NSFW here, so I don't care who follows me really.

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Anon asks are now available! 

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My inbox is open! Feel free to come ask questions about my AU or send in a request. You can even request something with my Soul Seer or Medium Readers.

Don't be shy, I'm excited to see what people wanna hear!

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Lore for Medium Reader

Let's start at the beginning, shall we?

In the beginning, there were a group of Eldritch beings, and among them, were two. The duo of beings known as The Knight and The Warden. Each tasked with a very important role and given a name to reflect that role. They chose to band together even when lines were drawn and the other beings of their kind clashed.

Sadly it did not remain this way for long. An unfortunate incident split the two into seperate beings. In their fear and confusion, the newly created beings fled from the forces that divided them and found shelter for a brief bit to recoup and figure out who they were now.

They decided to stick together, afterall even with them being split they were still the whole beings they were before. So long as they all sticked to gether then it would be like it was before. They still had each other and that hadn’t changed

The ragtag pairs traveled through the dimensions, worldhopping trying to desperately stay ahead of the terror chasing them. In their travels, they gained names and a better grasp of who they were as seperate beings. They named themselves, Hels and Wels Knight, and EX and Xisuma Ward.

As they traveled through the worlds, they came across many other beings, demons and wayward spirits, many with their own tragic pasts. Slowly their group grew, picking up other lost souls and giving them a place to belong.

Then, they found this plane of existance. This plane seemed far safer than the others. Their abilities didn’t have major effect on their surroundings and so they could hide amongst the humans here.

That was until the humans learned. The clever little mortals with their fancy little gadgets. The small devices could tell where the group was and puck up their presence. They were interested in this, up until they realized the humans seemed to only see them as malicious. All their attempts at contact were only seen as attacks.

And then, they saw you. A human standing out among the rest. And you were speaking to a spirit, taking them by the hand and calming them. You were able to see and speak to the spirits of this world? AND you were treating them with a care that they all had been craving? They had to know more.

They didn't mean for you to see them watching you from a distance. And to be fair, they hadn't meant to be acting off. Several members of their group had rather monstrous forms and they'd hate if you reacted badly to it. So they had been fashioning humanoid forms specifically to interact with you.

You knew there was something watching you, several somethings. You had spent your entire life with the abilities you had, and so you knew how to recognize these things. You figured that the spirits were just shy, nothing you hadn't dealt with before. This came to a head when you caught glimpses of people out of the corner of your eye.

Neither you nor the gang were expecting what would happen the day that you approached. You had had enough and decided to take matters into your own hands.

You drew a breath, squared your shoulders, and took the first step forward. You could see your targets, a lovely woman with orange hair and a young man with a peculiar mustache. You had seen them peak at you from around the corner and duck back when they realized that you saw them. Even now as you approached, you could hear the whispered conversation between what sounded like multiple voices.

Stepping around the corner showed the biggest group of ghosts you had ever seen in your life. Clearing your throat, you watched as like a ripple effect, all heads turned to look at you. You had startled them apparently.

Taking another step forwards, you raised your eyes to look at the one that stepped to be in front of the rest. He was marked with an x shaped scar between his eyes and had his long white hair in a braid. You cleared your throat, trying to brush off the last of your nerves. And then, you spoke,

"Hello, my name is Reader. Can I help you?"

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The second duo we have is The Warden's halves.

The Warden had the job of guarding a certain asset, however with the events that happened they have found their former job no longer needing to be filled. They were split by the same event that split The Knight. The being split into the halves known as Xisuma and EX. They roam with their fellow duo and are the leader of a growing band of demons and spirits.

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I present to you, one of the main duos of the Spirit!Hermits x Medium!Reader group.

Long ago, there where a large group of Eldritch beings, and two of the beings are very important to our lore.

First we have The Knight, their role is to watch over the worlds in their care. In an event that affected a large portion of the Eldritch beings, they along with a comrade, were split into two beings. Now known as Hels and Wels Knight, they wander the dimensions with their friend and leader, hoping to stay in front of the forces hunting them down.

The two have relatively the same persona as their Canon counterparts, however the relationship between the two of them is rather friendly.

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Would anyone be interested in hearing about a large AU Hermitcraft x Reader that I’ve come up with? I have lots of lore for it. It’s a Spirit/Entity Hermits with Reader being a medium that can see, hear, and to some extent touch the Hermits.

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I am? Very interested? Is this how I’m supposed to reply? I’ve been on this app for year and I’m? Still unsure of everything?

Ah, ah. Like, I am very interested in that of which society deems not real and not normal and other things of the like. Am very interested in folklore and mythology so…? Can chat, pls?

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Oh I'm excited to hear that! I wad just curious if people would wanna hear about it.

I'll start making posts on the characters and the lore I have so far

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Would anyone be interested in hearing about a large AU Hermitcraft x Reader that I’ve come up with? I have lots of lore for it. It’s a Spirit/Entity Hermits with Reader being a medium that can see, hear, and to some extent touch the Hermits.

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Many Lives Past

Empires Season 2 Pixl x Reader

Pix swore he could hear their voice, even now after all these lifetimes. With every life he lived, he was drawn to them. Everything about them was perfect to him. Their voice, their looks, their attitude and the way they carried themself. He loved it all, and by the titans he missed them. It was the same each time, he woke up in a new world, with the memory of them clinging to the edges of his mind, found them, and then lost them. He had lost count of how many times this would make it. How many times had he lost them? 

He pulled himself together, struggling to focus on the task at hand. He didn’t know how many more times he could lose them. How many times would he have to be parted from them? He couldn’t do it again, not again, never again. And so he learned. He had the tablet that showed him bits and pieces of the past. He could use it to collect the bits of memory that had slipped through his fingers. He could keep them safe, and help uncover the secrets of this world at the same time. Yes, this would work. It had to work, he couldn’t lose them again. Not his love, the one he cared for with every ounce of his being. Not you, not again.

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Hello! Uh I don't know how to ask this but I have an idea.. ur that's good! I have an idea for you(only if you want to write it) so could you do romantic or platonic buds finds out the reader has insomnia and try's to help the reader get some sleep again you don't have to write this just an idea!

Get Some Shreep 

(Thanks for being my first request! I enjoyed writing this for you. It can be seen in either a platonic or romantic sense.)

For Bdubs, sleep was important. He did his best to remind the other hermits to rest well. And he thought he was doing a great job of it.

Then you joined the server, and everyone was excited to meet you. Bdubs allowed the server their excitement, and laid off on the daily reminders to catch some sleep. And after the first day or two, everything flowed back into the normal pace of things.

All things except for you. Bdubs and the others had been keeping an eye on you to make sure that you were settling in properly. He had noticed that you had been staying awake at nights and working in your base. At first he let it be, thinking that you were just excited about coming to the server and were trying to catch up with everyone else.

Then the first week passed and he became worried. You looked like you were about to pass out at any moment. And Bdubs couldn't stand to see it a minute more.

So he approached you, and asked if you were okay. At first you were suspicious, worried that he was gonna be like everyone else, just giving you useless advice. If you had a diamond for everytime someone had told you to stay off your communicator or "just go to sleep", you would've been the richest hermit on the server.

But as you explained the problem, and your frustration with yourself over it, Bdubs never said a word. He sat quietly until you finished explaining, and then he did something you weren't expecting.

Bdubs offered you a hug, and asked if you'd like some help with your insomnia. He didn't know everything about it, but he knew how to set healthy sleeping habits. And he would feel horrible if he didn't try to help you. Everyone needs a good nights shreep.

So he does his best to help you, and over time it slowly works. Sometimes you still have some rough nights, but you no longer feel like a zombie anymore. And Bdubs is very very happy to see that you’re doing better.

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Soul Seer-ed Kiss

Grian x Reader | DoubleLife

With a side order of one-sided Scar x Grian and Scar x Reader

Warning: There are spoilers ahead, so be warned.

This was a prompt given by an acquaintance on @shepard-ram's Discord server. (It's an amazing server btw. So many amazing people)

You were a familiar face on the Hermitcraft server despite not joining any of the spinoff series that several of the hermits get themselves into. The hermits encouraged you to look at joining one of the many series. And so with their encouragement, you signed up for the new series, DoubleLife.

However with you in drawing pool, you now had no one to be your soulmate. When this was found out, you were given a special role instead. You were to be the Soul Seer. Instead of having a soulmate, you were able to see the ties between the Soulbound and were able to either cut or refasten the strings if needed.

Upon dropping into the new world, everyone began spreading out to find resources and their Soulbound. At this point, you were approached by Grian. Unknown to you, the winged hermit had been holding a rather significant crush on you for quite some time, and was praying that of all people, you’d be his soulmate. 

He was devastated when he learned that you weren’t his Soulbound and even more so when he found out who was. Scar, why’d it have to be Scar? He didn’t love Scar, sure the man was a great friend, but Grian didn’t love him. Not like he loved you. You left soon after the two found each other, and quickly started planning yourself a base.

You had a fun time building your base. The other Hermits would stop by sometimes and share information and sometimes supplies with you. They seemed to take pity on your lack of a soulmate. You had yet to tell anyone of your given abilities and role. Even with the fiasco going on with Pearl and Cleo and their Soulbound. You got to hear loads of that gossip whenever the two came in to vent to you. 

This was how you caught wind of the Sugarcane situation. According to the girls, Joel, and Etho; Grian had taken every piece of sugarcane on the entire server. You laughed at their exaspirated faces, and asked what they expected you to be able to do about it.  And this was how you learned about his extreme crush on you. 

The plan was for you to distract the lovestruck bird, while they tore through the man’s base. Then when he went to deal with them, Pearl would sneak back around and take you back to your house. It’d be like you were never part of the scheme at all. You thought about it for a bit, and agreed. While you didn’t like the idea of messing with the relationships of the Soulbound, Grian and Scar did NOT need all the sugarcane. 

Grian had just about had enough. From the lighting the Ranch on fire, to painting a target on their backs because of the sugarcane, Grian was tired of Scar. The man was chaotic as hell, and for once, the winged hermit wanted none of it. He kept thinking of how peaceful it would’ve been with you as his soulmate. Soon enough he was looking for ways to sever his ties to Scar and attach them to you. That was how he learned about a rumor of you acting as if you could see the strings of fate. There was also talk of people seeing you trace your fingers through the air, and feeling a tugging deep in their chest.

The day that he planned to search the server for you and question you, was the day that you showed up at their base.

Grian whirled around the moment your voice reached his ears. Here you were, the l̶o̶v̶e̶ ̶o̶f̶ ̶h̶i̶s̶ ̶l̶i̶f̶e̶  person he was looking for. Oh how he missed you. He’d been so busy trying to keep himself and Scar alive that he hadn’t had the time to come visit your base. 

You approached Grian, calling out his name as you drew nearer. You could feel the nervous energy growing in you as you remembered why you were here. Now that it had been pointed out to you, it was obvious that Grian was head over heels. There was no way to ignore the smile he gave you and the relief in his eyes as you asked to speak with him. 

Several minutes of idle chat passed by, mostly about base progression and other mundane things. Seeing the group of Sugarcane invaders pass in the background, you decided that now was as good a moment as any. Taking a step forward, you place a hand on Grian’s upper arm. Peering up at him, you ask if you could do something that you had been wanting to try for a while.

Wordlessly, he nodded and you took that as your cue. You wrapped your arm around his neck and gently pressed your lips against his. You felt the man stiffen before his arms shot around your body and pulled you closer to him. One arm settled around your waist with the other running up your back to rest his hand against your head. You tangled your fingers in his hair and his beautiful, colorful wings wrapped around the two of you. 

And as suddenly as the moment came, it left. The sound of crashes and yelling came from in and under Grian’s base, and the man pulled away from you. He blinked a few times, and tore off around the base, yelling about the sugarcane the entire way. Pearl was quick to pick you up and take you back to your house by horse. The plan was a complete success, with the sugarcane divided among those involved.

Scar was a lot smarter than people gave him credit for. And as such, he knew that Grian didn't want to be his Soulbound. He knew that Grian didn’t love him the same way. He knew that Grian would much rather have you, and honestly, who could blame him. You were a kind, caring soul and Scar had always enjoyed spending time with you on the Hermitcraft server. With all your kind deeds to him, he could honestly say that between you, Grian, and of course Jellie, his heart was split into three.

So why did it feel like he was breaking when he saw you kissing Grian. When he saw Grian pull you closer, and wrap you in his arms. His heart filled with burning jealousy, but he couldn’t figure out who it was directed towards. Did he want to be the one Grian was holding? Or did he want to be holding you close to him, with his lips on yours. 

He rememered how Last Life had gone, how he was left alone and he refused to let it happen again. He also had heard the rumors about you and had seen the odd behavior firsthand. Surely if you were capable of severing bonds, then maybe you could make them? Either way, Scar was determined, you were going to be joining their Soulbond. Scar would get to be with both of the people he loved. Grian would finally be happy and you would be safe. Scar couldn’t ask for anything better.

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Some Scar YCH Commissions for @haleth-quirus

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@haleth-quirus is my main blog. This is an amazing artist, go give them some love.

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Inchling!reader x HermitCraft various

You are just very smol. No one expects it when they see the things you build. It surprises newcomers and visitors when they ask who made the newest building, only to see someone who barely reaches their shins.

Elytra don't readily fit you so, it has to be adjusted. While it's being adjusted you hitch rides with other hermits. Grian jokes about getting a baby carrier. Scar and Mumbo break down laughing when you fill his house full of Endermites. You never reveal how you pulled it off.

On days that's it's hot you can be found riding on Doc or Ren's metal shoulders. They're nice and cool, and the people that the shoulders belong to aren't quite so bad either. You'll never be bored, Doc is more than happy to explain his redstone contraptions to you and will sometimes walk you through the steps of making it

You help the hermits when they're adding details to the outside of their builds. You can climb up walls that would take them ages to get up and don't take fall damage, and they pay you well for it

You help Scar and Grian with pranks. Your size means you can either be a great spy or an adorable distraction. You can sneak into places and set the pranks up and be able to hide before you are spotted. And everyone is happy to help the littlest hermit when they need it.

Thunderstorms for you are terrible. Being so small amplifies every sound and flash. You end up curling in a ball in the bottom of one of your chests. One of the Hermits eventually found you like that. Now they take turns coming to your house to gently pull you out of your hiding spot. They'll wrap your smaller form in a blanket and go down into your basement or storage room to block out the lights and some of the sounds. The 2 of you fall asleep down there, the hermit holding you tucked up against their chest. Eventually you put a bed and a bunch of pillows and blankets down there for future storms.