#mbj.txt

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Welcome to the Blood Mage AU Extravaganza

The thing is, it’s not that Mumbo isn’t familiar with you, he is! He was there when you joined and voted in favor of adding you! It’s just… well, you’ve taken the hermit in Hermitcraft seriously, and while he’s noticed you starting to relax and reach out to others he’s just… Concerned. That’s all. Totally normal!

It’s totally normal to be concerned for your fellow- fellow coworker? Fellow hermit. It’s just that your heartbeat is- well, it’s odd, but that’s not something you can just ask people about. Not this soon, anyway.

But you're a redstoner! Or, you say you're a redstoner! Mumbo has never seen you do redstone, he has, in fact, seen you crouched next to your tree farm in tears staring at your redstone, but! Well, everyone starts somewhere!

He has to wonder if this is your first time in a server with enough redstoners that you have to actually learn redstone to excuse the red that stains you clothes and fingers. Which is definitely redstone and not blood. Totally. Mumbo would ask you about it but then he'd have to explain why he can smell blood a mile away.

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welcome to hermitcraft! your first task is desperately trying not to out yourself as a blood mage

mumbo knows you're just a baby redstoner and figures you're doing it to cover up why you're constantly covered in blood

mumbo knows why he's always covered in blood but he doesn't know why you're always covered in blood and the curiosity is killing him. metaphorically. because he's a vampire

meanwhile you know why you're always covered in blood but you don't know why he's always covered in blood and asking would mean explaining why you know it's blood when everyone else writes it off as redstone.

unfortunately for you both, the majority of hermits have known mumbo since teenhood, and immediately interpret this mutual alarmed fascination as a crush

except grian. grian knows exactly what's happening and thinks it's too funny to do anything about

this leads to (and i will eventually be posting about) increasingly complicated shenanigans while mumbo tries to prove you're Up To Something while dodging increasingly obvious attempts to set you up with him

meanwhile you're just trying to source enough blood to do the rituals you want without tipping anyone off to your own shenanigans

someone keeps leaving you redstone manuals that slowly get more and more simplified and sympathetic. you're conflicted on if they've realized you barely know anything about redstone or if they think you can't read anything more complicated

either way, you're kinda insulted

that does not stop you from using them. redstone is hard and you are too busy doing Blood Things to actually learn it

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Lowkey obsessing over Mumbo in the deep dark challenge…

Without the bet he’s so loud and gets caught immediately :p such a spoon

When he’s challenged, he goes full dom mode😉 Mans got gags, ties, everything to make you his little puppet, silent and unable to move until he’s satisfied😳

with the bet he barely makes it, okay, he's desperate and oh, oh so determined. if grian finds out he'll never hear the end of it and that spiteful thought is what gets him through it without moaning. he also probably bites his lip badly and has to use a regen pot before anyone sees him

just. mumbo kneeling among the sculk, thighs spread wide as he jerks himself off slow and agonizing... his head thrown back as he bites his lip, his clothes disheveled and sweaty......

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thoughts - blood

There's blood dripping down your chest, leaking from where Mumbo's teeth are sunk deep into your neck, running hot over your cooled skin. Mumbo's hands are like iron, pinning you to the wall, keeping you still and pliant as he feeds from you.

It's dizzying, his strength, the way he hums in satisfaction as he drinks from you, the feeling of him pressing closer as your knees shake, the pressure of his body pressed to yours.

You're just starting to feel the blood loss when he stops biting, pulling away just enough to lick over the wounds, hot and wet, lapping up the last of the blood, making you shiver. His hands flex where he's holding you, and he hums.

He presses a line of kisses up your throat, lingering on your jaw, and you can't help the little noise that escapes you, surprised and then desperate. You can feel his smile against your skin, and it's so, so easy to let him slide a leg between your thighs.

He taste like blood, when he kisses you, and you never knew copper was a taste you could enjoy until you tasted it on his tongue. The press of sharp fangs against your lip, the subtle threat of pain, makes you shiver and wrap your arms around his neck, pressing as close as you can.

He uses his grip on your hips to grind you against his thigh, and you keen helplessly against his lips, against his smile. He pulls away, and you can't help but miss him already, but then he's pressing the cool glass of a potion bottle to your lips, and when you open them you taste the familiar cherryandlemon of a regen potion.

He helps you drink it, and then kisses the last drops off your lips. His gaze is so, unbelievably fond when you meet it, and he cups your cheek in his hand, running his thumb gently over your cheekbone, then leans in to kiss you again, and again, and again.

You'll deny to your dying day that you squealed when he suddenly picked you up, swept you off your feet to carry you to his bed, to press you into his sheet and take you apart, to pin down your hips and make you come over and over, until you sobbed his name.

He looks at you like you're a work of art, or maybe a new redstone design, even as he's pressing your legs back, knees hooked over his shoulders as he fucks you open, fucks you deep, he makes you feel so loved that, even as he makes your eyes roll back, you're crying and moaning his name, trying to tell him between them how much you love him.

He knows, and he tells you with a gentle nip to your earlobe, a soft kiss to your temple as he tells you that oh, darling, he loves you too.

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Tw // a bit of murder and blood, but it's Mumbo so what did we expect

I have been listening to a lot of songs the past few days and I just cannot stop thinking about Mumbo whenever I listen to The Red Means I Love You - Last Life or regular, both fit

(First is a lot more...angsty? While the other is more to the inappropriate side)

Last Life because of the whole Red Life increasing the aggressiveness and violent tendencies. He has constant adrenaline, excitement, lust for blood running through his veins - mix it with his already murderous tendencies, then you have a maniac running after you, trying to make you join him so you can be together again, just like old times. Don't mind the blood spilled on his and your hands, the bright red glowing eyes looking at you as if they're ready to devour you...it just means that he loves you! He wants to be with you again, hold you close.....just don't mind the sharp pain of a sword behind your back.

Hermitcraft because....well Mumbo Killsalot Jumbo - he hasn't killed anyone for a entire season! His hands must be aching to hold a sword again, to grab someone by the neck snd watch as their life fades away. He just so happenes to notice how you shiver when he puts his arm around your neck, or how you whimper slightly while kissing when he gently puts his hand on your neck to hold you closer. He might be a spoon, but he can be observant...so imagine the surprise when he asks you about it, about how you tense up and shiver when he specifically puts his hand arouns your neck. You might play dumb, knowing full well where this could lead, which results in him leaning closer and inching his hand to your throat until he's holding you still, his face just inches away from yours.

He might be a clumsy mess most of the time, but he knows how to take control and make your knees feel weak.

Red is one of his favorite colors, and you sure do look amazing in nothing but red

- kiss anon

pls enjoy this banger from kiss anon i've been hanging onto

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kiss anon here with horny thoughts about Mumbo, another long one! feel free to add a continuation or other thoughts

Mumbo's sitting at his work desk, pen in hand as he sketches and writes new notes for a upcoming mega redstone project. he's been working on this idea for at least a week and every idea he's had he needed to scrap, so of course he would be getting worked up and incredibly stressed.

he hasn't left his workplace for quite a while, you've noticed. you haven't even had date nights ever since he started the new project he's been hyperfixated on, and it's making you a bit sad. so you decide to maybe get him to at least sleep, going into the workplace and seeing him at the desk - the same as the last time you checked on him, but this time he's a bit more disheveled looking. you immediately know that you're not getting him to sleep or eat without using some sort of force, but jumping between some ideas, you decide on something that could at least get him to clear his head.

he doesn't notice how you slowly go under his desk, he doesn't notice how you unbuckle his belt and take out his cock - he's too focused on the papers and blueprints infront of him. you slowly start to work him up with your hands first, using your spit as lube, and the only change you see is that his breathing gets more heavier and that some shivers run down when you move your fingers. you then replace your fingers with your tongue - licking up and down slowly. his breath shakes witha groan following right after, you hear a pen drop. you give a couple kitten licks whenever you reach the tip, which makes his cock twitch and a soft sigh and moan to escape his lips. you hear a soft "(y/n)..." from him, a soft moan that he gives whenever he's happy and pleased with what you're doing in bed. that makes you confident that you now have his attention - or at least your mouth.

you stop for a moment and hear Mumbo whine, his hand slowly going under the desk and tangling it in your hair, not pushing you towards his incredibly hard cock, but pulling a bit at your hair. you take his cock and slowly start kissing the tip before taking it in your mouth, making Mumbo's hips twitch and his grip in your hair to tighten. it doesn't take long before you take the whole cock in your mouth, deepthroating him and slowly bobbing your head, Mumbo's hand in your hair tight, but not shoving you.

even though you can't see him clearly, you know that Mumbo is a absolute mess right now. his head is laying down on the desk, his other hand tangled in his hair, eyes completely shut as he moans and whines. he moans your name, gives you praises like "oh y- you're always so- ah- SO g-good ah..aH--". his heart is pounding, his body is shaking, grip tight as he moans louder and louder when you pick up the pace, tears in your eyes because it's so deep- but you're always so good for him! you're giving him the stress relief he needs and that makes you his good little pet!

his hips start to twitch a lot more- making it that he's now fucking your mouth instead of vice versa, but you don't mind. he needs this. he slowly leans back in his chair and gives out a particularly loud moan that's followed by your name and a bunch of praises about how good your mouth feels, how you always know what to do, what makes him feel better. his other hand is gripping the chair while the other is still in your hair. you open your eyes and look up at him. he must've felt the gaze, because when you looked at him, he turned his head downward to look back at you. half closed redstone colored eyes stare back at you, his mouth is slight open as he pants and guves out small "ah- ah..a-ah-"s, sometimes giving out whimpers and groans instead. he gives you a lust filled smile, making you squeeze your legs and whimper around his cock. he amps up the praise now, but adds a small dose of degradation, making you pick up the pace as he picks up his own thrusts' pace.

he moans and throws his head back when he cuts in your mouth, pushing your head down on his cock, new tears forming in your eyes. he doesn't look down when he says a simple "swallow", and who are you to deny him? when you do, he gives out a small sigh and groan when you finally pull away, leaving a string of salvia. "good pet" he says, petting your hair before sliding his hand to hold your cheek. you stay like that for a couple seconds before you see Mumbo's other hand move. he shoves everything off of his desk, he then takes your arms and pulls you up, shoving you so you're sitting on the desk. he quickly puts both of his hands on either side of you, leaning on them which makes you try and balance yourself by leaning back on your hands. his eyes are shining, looking you over with such hunger that it makes you feel so much smaller and more vulnerable than him.

"oh aren't you such a giving and caring thing," he starts with a teasing smirk, making you whine. "always know what to do to get my attention, hm? always know how to please me. I should give you a reward for it...after all, its only polite"

cut to you moaning, crying and shaking under him as he fucks you on his desk and makes you cum over and over again until his head is completely cleared from the stress- although, he still doesn't stop when that happens...turns out that this is a good way to think and make new ideas

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Haha, kiss anon here because I like the "calling mumbo sir" idea

Mumbo is teaching you redstone, since you wanted to practice more, and as you leave the room he asks you to grab a couple more redstone torches, which receives a "yes, sir!" from you outside the room. It catches him completely off guard and his face immediately goes a red, having to regain his composure as he chokes on air by accident.

This continues as you constantly call him "sir" in a joking manner whenever he bosses you around, not really paying attention or realising that it's making him get flustered and all red in the face.

The way it starts getting into the sexual side of the relationship is when both of you were talking late at night on the bed about anything revolving around the both of you - possible dates, room rearrangements and, of course, new things you might want to try out in bed. It happens very suddenyl: both of you were on your backs, your eyes already closed while mumbo's were staring up at the ceiling in deep thought. A small silence falls between you, but after a minute, Mumbo randomly mumbles "what if you called me sir in bed." Your eyes immediately flying open and saying a "what?" in a shocked - but also a bit curious - manner as he realises that he said his thoughts out loud, immediately tripping over his words and going completely red.

Blah blah blah you both talk about it more, try it out and the rest is history.

hi kiss anon i love u mwah mwah

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"I missed you" kiss with Mumbo because GOD DO I MISS HIM

You can barely pull away long enough to say something past your giggles, not with how Mumbo chases after you, how he holds your face in his hands and covers you with more and more kisses.

"Mumbo! Mumbo- we're in public, c'mon-"

He's laughing too, pausing from his shower of kisses to pull you close and into a hug. You cling back, taking a moment to breathe in and bask in your boyfriend's presence, enjoying the blend of redstone and clove that clings to Mumbo's clothes.

When he pulls away, Mumbo's gaze is warm and adoring, and the weight of it makes you flush, grinning at him and leaning into the hand he rests on your cheek.

He leans down, murmuring a soft missed you against your lips, and you can't help but melt into the sweet kiss.

It's been months since you saw him last, but it's felt like years without the calls you usually make during time apart. Having him close again feels like a dream, and you can't stop smiling as you walk home together, hand in hand.

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tw // blood stuff

Oh yeah mumbo 100% has a thing for blood, especially vampire mumbo

You let him bite you and suck your blood? Dude's ecstatic! You let him do that while you're having sex as a way to relieve him from some stress? He's over the moon! Just giving a small bite that's deep enough to draw blood and seeing it slowly run down your shoulders/neck/chest drives him WILD. And if you moan when he does it? Be ready for SO many hickies and bite marks to the point your neck that covered and smeared a little bit with your blood (if you consent and let him ofc he is a gentleman)

Also I BET if he goes a bit rough and actually does give you a bunch of deep bites, he will be such a gentleman after and clean you up, letting you get down from the high as he takes his time and eases the pain. Aftercare with him would absolutely BANG DUDE he's so sweet with you

mumbo has always struck me as someone who really, really values aftercare, both for his partner and for himself. for vampire mumbo i think that value doubles. he's so aware of his strength, of how utterly easy it would be to hurt you, and he wants to be prepared for anything, just in case.

(his control is phenomenal, the only time he'd ever hurt you is when he meant to, but that doesn't quell the little anxious voice in his brain)

every time you involve blood in your relationship, be it by letting him feed from you or in sex, or hell even both, mumbo has a whole stock of health pots, regen pots, salves, lotions, ect ect ect....

and it comforts him! because my god does he love how you look all covered in blood and needy for him. he loves biting you and feeling you shiver and try not to squirm, but ultimately fail. he loves watching blood drip down your skin, smear over it.

his favorite places to bite you, ranked: inner thigh. neck. wrist.

there's absolutely nothing like eating you out until you're a brainless mess, and then biting deep while you're distracted. he'll probably touch you while he drinks because "it makes it taste better"

(this is a lie, he just likes you how sound)