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The stranger blinked at him with the widest eyes he had ever seen that were the colour of something one could only find in the most beautiful parts of a universe Grian never thought he would get to see outside of his little observatory.
Questions rolled through his head, each taking their turn to graze the tip of his tongue but never brave enough to leave.
“Who are you?” He wanted to ask, “Where did you come from?”, “Why are you here?” but most importantly, “Why are you so familiar?”
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Ever since he entered Hermitcraft, Grian had been plagued by the voices of the stars. It was what influenced him to create his observatory. But what happened when the stars stopped talking to him? What happened when a spacecraft crashed and its inhabitant was far too familiar?
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“It’s in the corner of the screen Grian saw it; graffito of a purple, haphazardly drawn eye with the words, “Vident Malum”, he frowned as the translations began to register in his mind as he continued to stare at it in the background as the man wrapped up his segment. It was shit Latin and was just two Latin words mixed together in a way that Grian was unsure even worked in that context. Yet even as the screen jumped to an ad break, Grian's eyes never left the spot where the eye once was on his screen. He knew what it meant.
The graffito wasn’t there the day before. It wasn’t even there as they were running from the exploding building. It was fresh.
A chill ran up his back at the possibility that they could know. That they were still watching. That even over ten years later he couldn’t escape.”
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The Villies are the most feared villains in the city but they only have one purpose: to blind the hero agency The Watchers, an agency that has haunted them for far longer than two of them would like to admit. The Villies must find a way to free themselves from their pasts while Grian tries to find a sense of normalcy when a mysterious art teacher enters his life.
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Sir Hop-A-Lot was no longer a knight after his lady had became Queen and given him land of his own. That doesn’t mean the newly appointed Lord Hop-A-Lot will forget his sworn duty to protect his lady’s honour, dignity, and most of all, her happiness.
So when he notices the looks her aide is sending his queen, he knows the day has finally come where he must act.
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The postcard is nondescript. Unoriginal in its design.
A lighthouse—his lighthouse—is sketched into the card with carefully crafted blue-gray pencil strokes. It warbles as he flips it over.
Scar’s glimmering eyes are set in Grian’s periphery, watching as he reads over the jagged penmanship someone has haphazardly scrawled across the entire back side, slanted and faded as if they hadn’t stolen enough time to write it.
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All that you need can be found. Watch your toes.
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Or…When a storm washes ashore an American Navy sailor from the future, Grian finds himself caught in a plot to rewrite history.
The strangest thing by far is the familiarity he finds in the sailor’s company. A man who should be impossible to know is suddenly the only recognizable thing between Grian’s unusual bouts of sea madness.
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Love Like a Gunshot (Still Ringing In My Ears) by AnxiousPotionofGloom
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
27 Nov 2024
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His hands do not tremble when he pours out the salt. It's to be expected of course, because Grian has been doing it for ages by now, but in the quiet of the room, it feels significant.
"Scar." He does his best to keep his voice as steady as his hands, but it cracks near the end - a slight drawn-out r that nearly makes him frown. He's over this. He has to be, because there is only so much hurt his heart can take before it breaks into two identical parts. (One into his chest, and the other-)
No answer.
"Scar, I need you." A beat of silence. "Please."
The air fills with sulfur, and the smell Grian has come to associate with Scar, old wood thrown into the fire, ashes, and sugar makes his head spin. He doesn't have to open his eyes to know his wish has been granted.
"Well, hello there." His voice is the same as ever, warm and syrupy, honey trap for the unaware. His words are teasing, his tone familiar, and for an instant, a single second that makes his breath hitch, Grian can imagine it's his Scar standing in front of him.
He opens his eyes and stares coldly at the demon trapped in the circle of salt.
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- Part 2 of My Scarian Fics
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25 Jan 2026
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When Grian was informed that he would be given a bodyguard for his journey to the Rift he was… well let’s just say displeased would be putting it mildly.
Unsurprisingly, nobody in his family would listen to his very reasonable objections.
“Grian, mate,” Mumbo had said exasperatedly in response to his complaints. “It’s not a personal insult to your abilities. It’s just a matter of national security, you know? Think of it like… extra insurance.”
“More like extra annoying insurance,” Grian had grumbled.
“Oi, stop being a pain,” Mumbo had said, grabbing Grian in a headlock and rustling his hair. “Besides, every bodyguard I’ve ever had has been quite boring. You probably won't even notice they’re there.”
Christ, Grian wished Mumbo had been right.
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Or: Scar has been hired to be Prince Grian's bodyguard for a year-long journey to study the Rift. Grian is not happy about it.
Grian quickly comes to realize that he needed Scar much more than he would have thought. It takes him much longer to realize that feeling is more than friendship.- Language:
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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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22 Jan 2026
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he loves me, he loves me not by secretlychar
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
31 Aug 2025
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Grian spends a little too much time (and money) at the Florist.
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