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Scar had been searching for this temple for as long as he could remember. Maybe he'd been there before.
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Grian finds himself thrown to the mercy of some sort of ravenous creature after getting caught by the pillagers he was trying to steal from. Only his quick reflexes save him from getting turned into a meal.
...He's still not sure how he's going to get out, though.
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bloodied feet across the hallowed ground by remrose
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
21 Jan 2023
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"I'll just stay over here, and you'll stay over there, and we won't bother each other. Okay?" Grian said, slow, voice fabricating calm.
The eerie glowing eyes didn't move.
"Great." Grian hid his face back in his knees.
or: scarian monsterfucker au escapes containment
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sowing the seeds we reap by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
27 Jul 2023
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“Oh?” the Lord of the Mountain asked. Grian glared at him. “You don’t seem so badly off to me, Spring.”
The question was in his eyes, because it was the question anyone would ask— is it you that I’m bound to, are you here to gloat before you finish the job—but naturally the noble didn’t verbalize it.
If the Lord of the Mountain was smart, he would assume that Grian wasn’t his oathmate, since a reasonable faerie wouldn’t bother to exchange words if he could bind him and leave. Grian’s actions meant he was looking for a bargain. They implied that the noble had something to offer him.
Which he didn’t. At all. Grian was being so stupid about this.
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- Part 14 of mcyt fic my beloved
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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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