definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
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lost in the dark (he's got a heavy heart) by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
26 Dec 2024
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"Grian, what are these?"
Weakness, he tries to rasp; it comes out garbled, so he sucks in a long, slow breath and tries again, lungs trembling with the effort. "Weak– weakness."
Scar drops the bottle like it's burned him. "You took three weakness potions?" he chokes out, and that seems to break whatever trance Xisuma, Pearl, and Tango have been in this entire time. They rush forward, eating the distance between them in rapid strides, until they're all crouched around Grian.
Grian shuts his eyes again, before remembering he isn't supposed to do that. He wants to say sorry. What he says instead, is: "It was– safer. Like this. For you."
It amounts to about the same thing.
Or, I finally buckle down and post the rough draft of hunger au, where I give Grian every mental illness known to man and also a few new ones. Please heed the tags.
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- Part 2 of all that i can do
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all the words that i forgot to say by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
23 Jan 2024
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Grian's wings rustle and shift behind him as he speaks; a soft, raspy susurrus of flexing feathers. Ruffle, smooth back out. Ruffle again; calami rising, spearing scarlet vanes through the air only to judder back down in a cascade of fluttering ripples.
It’s a foreign motion on him, and one that escapes translation entirely; Mumbo is still drawing the map behind these new, unconscious ticks Grian displays when he isn’t paying attention, and the effect is not unlike staggering at the bow of a ship cresting a surge. Stomach churning, queasy, the threat of a capsize hanging over their heads— somewhere between Grian’s abrupt disappearance from Evo and his miraculous, tentative return, he’d fractured into wholly unfamiliar fault lines.
The universe no longer quite makes sense. Grian no longer quite makes sense— although, really, when did he ever. All Mumbo can do now is hold steady course, and hope the rudder hasn’t broken out from underneath him.
Or: Grian has a question, and Mumbo stumbles through the answer.
Series
- Part 1 of all that i can do
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some post-mortem truth by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
16 Dec 2023
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Two hours later, the whistle of rocket-propelled elytra warn him of incoming company. Grian doesn't bother fleeing; he knows Scar, and Scar knows him, and with this last, missing puzzle piece finally slotting into place between them, he's under no illusions that staying hidden for long is feasible. Grian's eyes skitter to a crack on the far wall as clumsy footsteps scatter the snow outside, scrabbling for balance before the muted click of a cane joins them. Footsteps; another, louder click— the door's latch gives way, and a brief, blinding wave of light crashes over Grian's face, obscuring everything but the outline of a painfully familiar silhouette.
Grian has to look away. The door shuts, and for a small moment, neither of them so much as breathe.
Then Scar's sighs— one great, resigned gust. "Grian...."
He says nothing else. He doesn't have to.
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toil and sweat (losing your breath) by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting) for remrose
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP
05 Jul 2023
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Scar truly is unfairly pretty tonight. His hair is mussed from both Dodgebolt and drinking, the left strap of his long green dress falling past his shoulder. Grian mentally traces its path over his bicep, then trails further— Scar's arms are incredibly muscled, and his hands are large and square, nails bitten off at the ends. Grian knows from experience that they're warm, solid. If Grian reached out, would Scar let him hold them?
It takes him a moment to realize Scar's stopped talking. Grian's eyes snap back up to his face; Scar's staring at him with an unreadable expression, swaying slightly on his feet. Grian has to force himself not to step further into his space, do something stupid that will land him in deep trouble when they're sober later.
"Sorry," Grian says belatedly. "I didn't quite catch what were you sa—"
Scar tilts forward, crowding Grian against the tile they'd just been critiquing; his body forms a long, warm line against Grian's. Caught between that encompassing heat and the cold tile at his back, Grian shivers.
"Hi," Scar murmurs.
Or, Grian and Scar Have Bathroom Sex: The Fic
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everything i loved and feared by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandoms: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
11 Apr 2023
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Grian does not say I love you. He does not say anything at all. Instead he guides Scar’s head down, until their lips brush, the taste of copper flooding Scar’s tongue. Then his hand drops, and his lungs stutter, one last, pained noise escaping his lips–
Scar wakes up choking on his own desperate scream.
For a moment, that’s all he can comprehend– the agonizing wail of loss that reverberates through his entire body. Scar breaks off with a harsh gasp, breath coming in short, stuttering bursts as he lifts his hands to cover his face. Grian’s lifeless eyes flutter in the dark spaces between his palms and pupils; Scar heaves, and shakes, and coughs as he forces his rabbiting heart to slow and his breaths to come even and deep.
He has to see if Grian’s okay.
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all that i can do by definitelynotaroughdraft (definitelynotshouting)
Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
26 Dec 2024
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"how do i break the cycle
prepare yourself for the absolutely insufferable lack of satisfaction found in forgiveness" - mothercain [deactivated]
Or: a series of stories dealing with trauma, death, rebirth— and the long, grueling road to recovery that eventually comes after, in the myriad forms it takes.
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