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“Man,” Scar said. “I’m going to miss Scott. He was a really nice guy.”
Grian wordlessly hummed acknowledgement, eyes closed. Scar’s lips skimmed his shoulder blade. He laughed. “But hey, we’re that much closer to winning, right?”
Grian swallowed back bile, and nodded.
// Or, the 3rd Life Love Island AU, but if you get voted out, you die. It's just that none of the contestants know that yet -- except for Grian.
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- Part 12 of sam's mcyt works
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21 Mar 2026
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Bike purring, nerves reeling, Grian’s fingers rested unsteadily on the throttle. His bike bucked with the impatience of a racehorse ready to tear free of the derby gates.
“Racers, ready?”
Finally, he opened his eyes.
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04 Mar 2026
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“Hey now, I returned your lanterns fair and square,” Scar comments.
“Yet, somehow, my pumpkin patch—which was once very spawn-proof, I’ll have you know—hosts a zombie rave every night.” Lizzie comes just short of brushing her fingertips against the petals of a still-standing sunflower. The ink streaked beneath her skin and petal’s darkened veins are near-identical. They stain one and the same under the clear blue sky.
Scar shrugs, spade in hand. His shoulders ache. He much prefers tending to the sunflowers he cultivates for oil or company than he does the ones he uses to coax wither residue from out of and around the leftover craters. “So, maybe I kept one for the porch. In my defense, I didn’t think you’d be needing it anytime soon. Do mobs even go after you anymore?”
There’s a storm brewing on the horizon. Scar elects to ignore it.
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18 Feb 2026
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you could use another fool by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
17 Feb 2026
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This game is chaos, all frenzied motion and the rubberband snap of respawn, burnishing coils of bubbling potential energy that build, build, until it all bursts to kinesis. Scar’s very blood boils in his ears; when a hyena-cackle slices the air, followed by stumbling bootsteps on the abandoned roof above, his heart constricts until it squeezes right up between his teeth.
Scar’s weapon snaps up and around, quivering tension, as his eyes spin to meet—
Ah.
Grian.
Or: Beauty is in the eye of the beholder.
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- Part 2 of all that i can do
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18 Feb 2026
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The bruise spreading across Grian’s face was swollen red, bound to darken into a black eye. He’d taken the blow like a champ, blinking away tears with a grimace like he’d swallowed a lemon slice, and he had bags under his eyes, clothes that weren’t his favorite sweaters or his uniform.
Scar couldn’t take his eyes off him. If Scar spoke right now, with his hand burning from the impact, it wouldn’t come out very smoothly, would it? Not the least bit reassuring, and if anyone needed reassurance, it was his friend here. He schooled his face, reminded himself where the words would have to start inside his mouth to come out clear.
Having to remind himself he was allowed to speak without prompting was definitely not a bad sign, and he didn’t mind it in the least.
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- Part 44 of mcyt fic my beloved
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26 Nov 2025
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Grian knew a secret.
The existence of 'time' was a fragile thing. Something easy to manipulate. Easy to pluck the strings and ride the wave back into the ocean, again and again to feel the wash. Dunking overhead, drowning in salt. Back in that moment.
Back in the desert.
or: talk about beating a dead horse!
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12 Sep 2025
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it's grown a little worn by definitelynotshouting
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
02 Sep 2025
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Scar does not plummet back to the depths of his sunflower field once the ornate thread of his red life snaps. Instead, he lingers, a pale spectre shrouded in mist as the sun wheels on its track in the sky and begins its descent to the horizon.
"Good game," Grian rasps behind him, a lamb's-eared echo of Scar's own ghostly thoughts. "That's a wrap, then, huh."
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02 Sep 2025
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say anything to me by Anonymous
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
31 Dec 2024
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Scar isn't the hero he wants to be.
Scar isn't the man he wants to be.
Scar isn't very sure that he's anything at all.
Grian, as always, is here to pick up the pieces.
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- Part 13 of mc fics by vee!! <3
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31 Aug 2025
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i am fed, but still i starve by definitelynotshouting for plasticghostbird
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
05 Oct 2022
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Scar studies him. Glances at the feathers curtaining his view of the throne room's entrance, then slides his gaze back to Grian's dancing eyes. Fighting a losing battle is difficult enough; fighting one you've lost before it's even begun is impossible. "Yeah, alright," he says, resigned to the tendrils of fondness cinching thorny vines around his heart. "Let's hear it."
Another flash of teeth, dyed red in the light spilling through Grian's feathers. "The 'Not A Resistance' Resistance," he says, low and teasing, "would like to cordially invite you to kiss me stupid." He lets that simmer in the shred of air between them before tacking on, measured and thoughtful: "This is a time-sensitive invitation, by the way, so you should figure out your answer in the next ten to fifteen seconds."
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30 Aug 2025
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The first time Scar meets Grian, he’s being cornered against the back of a perfume shop in the Sunflower District.
The stranger is wearing a red vest over white sleeves and a black skirt, and he looks small and nonthreatening. There’s a scarf wrapped around the lower portion of his face. Scar looks at the devils writhing on the ground and takes a step back, still clutching the flowers in his hand.
“None of that,” the man says. "It was hard enough to track you down. I don’t think you want to end up like this lot, do you?”
"No," Scar says, slowly. "I can't say I do."
"Good. Now, I need the relic you stole from these guys."
"I don't know what you're talking about," Scar says cheerfully, and the man raises an eyebrow.
"Do you, now. Because they seemed pretty convinced." He takes another step forward. "And so am I."
Scar considers his options. He doesn’t fancy getting his insides pulled out through his mouth, and he needs to get out of here as fast as possible—he knows from personal experience that Blick has a nose for trouble.
"Okay," he shrugs, and flicks open his pocket. He flips the glass bottle towards the man, who stumbles trying to catch it. Scar smirks.
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19 Jul 2025
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oh this fucks so hard. i adore this. it has also convinced me to read this ttrpg which is fucked up as i already have so many ttrpg sourcebooks to read
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Half a decade out of a degree in fabric styling and modeling, Scar's doing well for himself. He's built an agency from the ground up with his friends, earned the moniker HauteGuy from fans, and there is absolutely no sign of good looking ex-lovers. The world can't let dead things be.
In which Scar learns a few things about love, fate, and karma. All together, at the same time.
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10 Jun 2025
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landscaping your mind. and by mind, well. let's just say. space by Irate_Turnip
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
22 Feb 2025
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Tucking his hands behind his back, Grian leaned over Scar’s shoulder to appraise the canvas. “Whatcha painting?”
Scar’s arms came halfway up in an aborted motion as though he were trying to hide his work, but then he stopped and let his hands drop back into his lap. “It’s . . . going to be the night sky?” he said, his smile tipping towards unintentional self-consciousness. “It’s not really anything right now, though. I literally just started.”
Grian looked pointedly out of the window where the sun was still high in the sky, then back at the painting. “It’s the middle of the day, bro.”
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Grian goes to visit Scar after a particularly horrendous series of events on Impossible Minecraft. Somehow, they get to talking about space and stars and the night sky.- Language:
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23 Apr 2025
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Scar has frequently imagined how he'd meet Grian again. Grian, the human he'd been designed to be a therapy android for and gone deviant for. Grian, the human who had who had tried to get Scar sent back to the factory under the assumption he was a malfunctioning piece of equipment, leading to Scar fleeing to a small but growing android resistance. He's often imagined this as the climax of his character arc, as the moment he would explain that they could have been friends, that he'd been hurt, that what Grian did was wrong.
He didn't imagine it as them getting into a screaming match in the middle of a grocery store, but hey! Sometimes life does funny things like that.
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19 Apr 2025
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They’re meant to be starting the next life game today, operative phrase: “meant to be”. Grian just can’t get the spell for the world border working and it’s driving him insane.
Scar might have a solution.
For a price.
Written for MCYT Soulmate Sweepstakes 2025.
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- Part 2 of this house has people in it
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09 Mar 2025
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written upon the sky by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
28 Jul 2022
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“Consider your existence as it currently stands,” Scar said with a flourish of his hand. The faerie closed his mouth and leaned back on his heels, a smile dancing across his face. “Four thousand or so years old, surrounded by enemies and allies, dabbling in the mortal realm as it so pleases you–”
“Not seeing a whole lot wrong with this,” the faerie remarked.
“And that’s all well and good! That is all well and good,” Scar agreed. “But consider this: there’s no upper limit on happiness, my recently-summoned friend. Nothing stops you from being more amused, or having adventures that are merely a fraction of your lifespan while greatly impacting both human history and specific human lives– so I think what you really need is a good, friendly relationship with an obliging human magician. Think of it like bread and jam, or ravens and the pale gray sky: two flavors that go wonderfully together! I would like to offer you this opportunity.”
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- Part 4 of mcyt fic my beloved
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27 Feb 2025
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A shattered mirror still reflects the light by AnxiousPotionofGloom
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
24 Jan 2025
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If Scar listens carefully, he can almost hear the other's teeth grind together in a painful creak - Grian had always tended to turn towards anger when he felt trapped, caged dog lashing out teeth first, and this time was no exception. "Why are you so calm about this?"
He shrugs. "I figured I'd wait until they return to check on the bloodbath… and then I'd kill them."
"And if they’re stronger than you?"
Scar lifts an eyebrow, in the exact way he knows will get under Grian's skin. "Well then I'll be dead, and I won't have to worry about it."
"You are so-" Grian's first words get swallowed, and then spat back a little differently. "insufferable!"
The worn elastic of his patience snaps under the dual weight of hunger and frustration, combining into a hot venomous blade of words. "And you're the coward who left his partner of two years behind without giving a single reason why, but you don't see me yelling about it."
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- Part 7 of My Scarian Fics
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25 Jan 2025
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i'm gonna' know you for the rest of my life by heartsave
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Minecraft (Video Game)
30 Dec 2024
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“You know Grian, I don’t think I’ve ever seen a panda before.” Scar states casually, as if that isn’t the most insane thing to say with no prior context.
“What do you mean by that Scar?” There’s an obviously-tired tone to Grian’s voice, which can be easily explained by the fact they’re lounging in their living room, sprawled across each other with a blanket carelessly tossed over them both. They had just finished watching a claymation movie Grian demanded they watch around Christmas every year and were soon to head off to bed.
Scar tells his boyfriend Grian he doesn't believe in pandas and Grian sets out to prove they exist.
Somewhere along the way, Scar realises he wants to marry him as soon as possible.
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24 Jan 2025
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rings of flowers round your eyes by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
18 Mar 2024
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Grian stepped closer, frowning. The painting showed a man so steeped in some private horror that it billowed off the coarse linen canvas. It showed a figure that’d had a hand completely covering its face, Grian had thought, except now he could see an eye through those opened fingers, bright as an emerald and startled into wonderment, which was strange because verdigris should’ve darkened to brown too –
The eye was staring at him. Two eyes were staring at him, wide and shocked and delighted, and Grian had clearly hit his head on his way out of the vent, because the painting had changed. The figure hadn’t moved, exactly, but its position had shifted like a cel in an animated sequence. The man was standing, smiling, his teeth a white smear against the dark canvas.
“Oh, no, I’m hallucinating,” Grian groaned.
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- Part 28 of mcyt fic my beloved
- Part 8 of hermit/traffic sampler [personal favorites]
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07 Jan 2025
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Honestly highkey one of my favourite hermitcraft fics. If you're at all into horror give this a read it's so so so good. it makes me insane
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“Poultry Man, I’m gonna have to ask you to step back,” Scar said, and Grian went still. “Or, y’know, I guess I’m telling you? Definitely telling you, this is an order– step away from the Voidsong. Remove your digits from his person now, please, or I am going to have to explode you and explain that to Pearl and she will never give me extra concert tickets ever again.”
Scar had his bow drawn, an arrow pointed in Grian’s direction. He was close enough that it would tear through Grian’s host body like paper, though the explosives in Scar’s quiver would’ve been more effective, and he was tense around the eyes, a wobbling downturn to his mouth. His voice had trembled, emotion leaking through like before he’d gone professional.
Grian knew how those feelings tasted from the inside. He knew those hands, that vascular system, how Scar’s smooth voice felt as it vibrated out of his throat, as his tongue shaped the words– and that was what drew him back from Voidsong, even if it really would’ve been wiser to keep himself intertwined, because he knew that terror, too.
Incredibly well. Way too well, as a matter of fact.
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- Part 27 of mcyt fic my beloved
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07 Jan 2025
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ough i loved this, possibly my fave rendition of like heroes and hotguy concept and such interesting wordlbuilding
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Thirty-sixth time's the charm by AnxiousPotionofGloom for EntropyHours
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
25 Dec 2024
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He wonders, not for the first time, what had led him to this. Butterfly wings fluttering near his face, in his open mouth, crawling down his esophagus to settle in his stomach, wings beating, always.
It had been a simple decision in the beginning. The vampire had a high-level clearance, was charming, easy to get along with. Not much escaped his watchful eyes, horizon point of the city assigned to him - Scar knew everything going on in its belly and then some. Applying to work for him had been a calculated risk.
It had started to be less simple when Grian had handed in his resignation letter the morning after Scar had discovered him towering over a vampire's corpse, guts out and knife in.
Scar had only laughed in big, full-bodied breaths petering off into small restrained giggles as he tore the letter in two. And Grian's foolish feet still dragged him to Scar's room every day, just to feel that electric tingle on his skin whenever the great, titanic wave of Scar's joy drowned him in salt and foam.
The line between hate and love is very thin, and Grian, tightrope dancer that he is, keeps falling on the wrong side of it.
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- Part 6 of My Scarian Fics
- Part 1 of My, what sharp teeth you have
Bookmarked by EntropyHours
25 Dec 2024