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    “About that,” Vi says. “How’d you end up here? What did a girl like you do to get tossed into this two-star shithole?”

    “Really? That’s how you ask? No subtlety in it?”

    “Uh, yeah? I saved you from getting shanked in the shower, so fair’s fair. What’s your deal, topside?”

    “Caitlyn,” she says. That isn’t right. That wasn’t the answer Vi was after. Names are easily given away but so seldomly remembered in Stillwater, but it echoes in Vi’s head. She almost doesn’t hear the actual answer. “And though I have no doubt a thousand people have given this answer before, I did nothing. I was doing my job, and then I was here. No trial. No sentencing. No crime to speak of.”

     

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    Half a decade into Vi's stay in Stillwater, a topsider turns up, raving about being a Councillor's daughter.

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    26 Feb 2026

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    <Grian> you looked like you were dragged through the nether

    <GoodTimeWithScar> so what i’m hearing is that i’m hot

    <Grian> correction, you look like you got run over by a ravager

    <Grian> ARE YOU TRYING TO FLIP ME OFF??

    <GoodTimeWithScar> yeah! :D 

     

    or, neither scar nor grian are feeling well enough to get out of bed, so they message instead. they both insist on trying to take care of the other before themself.

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    “Grian,” Scar started. He caught his roommate’s wrist and stepped towards him. Grian froze. “You okay? We don’t have to do this tonight if you’re too tired.”

    “No, no. It’s not that," Grian said quietly, tentatively raising his gaze to something above Scar. It was only then that the latter remembered their exact situation.

    Mistletoe was hanging above his head, and now Scar was holding Grian in place underneath it too.

    “Oh. Shoot.” His heart beat into his throat, voice shaking a bit as he tried to laugh. “The rules of Christmas seem to have bested us once more.”

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    Scar gets a troublesome gift at a party that might be the key to ending years of pining.

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    26 Feb 2026

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    “Grian?” Scar asked, ignoring the shake in his voice.

    “Yeah Scar?” Grian looked eager. Open. Gods, Scar missed that look.

    “Can you cut my hair? Right now?” You could hear a pin drop in the room. Grian looked like he wanted to say something, but closed his mouth and nodded instead.

     

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    Scar returns to Hermitcraft as the only one to fully remember the experience of Third Life and Last Life with no magic able to sooth the rough edges of it. Even Grian, tied close to the gamemakers, remembered it like an echo of someone that wasn't him playing the game, and helped wipe most of the event from the others' mind upon request. Too bad Scar was a very special boy who's magic refused to let that settle in. He's perfectly okay though! No side effects from that whatsoever. The panic and fear were temporary, so there was no need to let anyone know about that slight issue. Now if he could only give himself a haircut so no one could have a handhold on him, that would be nice.

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    25 Feb 2026

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    Grian is a grown adult hermit with a stable adult life and mature adult thoughts. That's why it's more than a little embarrassing when he starts coughing up flowers every time he thinks of his best friend Scar. Everybody knows that Hanahaki disease is a teenage thing, right up there with acne, voice crackles and growth spurts. Fixing it is as easy (or as difficult) as resolving your feelings for your crush, but that usually requires actually talking to that person. Grian is bound and determined to do things the hard way.

    (Or, the Hanahaki fic where nobody coughs blood, nobody dies, nobody is compelled to love anybody else, and Grian gets teased by all his friends about his crush.)

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