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burntolivebread · 10 months
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I miss 3rd life
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sketchthetofu · 5 months
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Desert Duo Week: Apologies & Forgiveness
I WAS ABLE TO DO THE WHOLE WEEK 🎉!!! This was so much fun and thank you @desert-duo-week for making this happen! My only comment on this piece is that I wanted to do a hug even tho I don’t know how to draw people hugging, look at me go getting out of my comfort zone <3.
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angeart · 4 months
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Please, let Scar make it home okay.
drawn for the alternative-DL rp with @sygni <3
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kiyagem · 3 months
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The scene was indeed very drawable @life-winners-liveblog
This is kinda how I imagine it looking on the inside of the base but with more detail ofc
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A bit of context Grian was hit by the trauma of Yhs because someone mentioned Sam
Scott is singing to calm him down
This is fanart for someone else's Au!
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freyafin · 1 year
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Dot dot dot
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avianscurse · 1 year
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it's Grian saying that they should let Jimmy get the kill because he needs the time just before he died.
it's Grian desperately yelling at Joel to just kill him and accept the time he wants to give him.
it's Grian going to the nosy neighbors because he can't stand to be a Bad Boy alone. it's supposed to be Bad Boys, plural.
it's the fact that Grian never liked the name Bad Boys but he still tried to convince BigB and Pearl to change their name to it instead of him being a Nosy Neighbor.
it's Grian, the one who's supposed to just watch, ending up with BigB and Pearl who have dedicated the whole season to watching the other players.
it's Grian watching helplessly as Jimmy fell to his death. it's Grian being upset that he didn't get to see Joel die.
i just-. it's Grian.
the one that always ends up causing his teammates to die but this time tried so hard to keep them alive.
Grian, who we all thought was the most presumptuous to betray the Bad Boys at some point, but he didn't. Grian remained a Bad Boy until there weren't any more Bad Boys.
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cm-lily · 2 months
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Grumbo nation, I summon thee...
To ask a question
What do you guys feel about temporary-blind Watcher Grian who can't recognize Mumbo after he crashed on the Hermitcraft server (Like he knows him. But not his name or his face or his voice, he remember his laugh but not how it sounds, rather how it make him feel.)
Ofc it's Mumbo's perspective, maybe.
I'm still playing this idea around but I just want multiple opinions
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space-apples · 1 year
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because i have issues im going to talk about the most minuscule thing i noticed in the first limited life regarding desert duo, and since im a theatre kid, im making it dramatic skdjskd
i saw a user on here (unfortunately i don’t know the @ but i know i’m following them </3) have one the best takes about desert duo.
grian will sacrifice other people for their safety, and scar will sacrifice himself for other people’s safety.
the sheer symbolism of scar having a diamond hoe and grian having a diamond sword in regards to said take.
scar wants to live, rather than survive. he’s tired of being alone. he’s tired of feeling like at any moment he’ll fall into a dark spiral. he’s tired of being tired. he’s trying to fix it. he’s trying to move forward.
grian isn’t as self aware; he’s trying to survive. he’s willing to betray, to lie, to kill, anything. grian will be the first person to admit he has issues, but whether he does something about it is a different story.
all i’m saying is that there’s a reason why grian was the one who killed and scar was the one who died. which brings me to my next point; scar’s self destructiveness.
his many deaths are seen as normal, as comedic. even in limited life when he died almost every pov i watched were something along the lines of like “scar died??? oh, well, that’s very on brand.” everyone’s so desensitized, even scar himself. we’ve seen in almost every traffic varient how reckless and impulsive scar can be, but grian?
grian’s reckless, but not in the way scar is. his reckless acts are rationalized to make it sound like a good idea, because some of it is based on logical things. man uses stacks upon stacks upon stacks of tnt because it’s bound to kill one of the dogwartz army, right? as long as that happens, it’s worth it to destroy his (and scar’s) home and blow it into smithereens. it might be something to note that grian’s normalized this violence, not just people doing it to him, but to him doing it to other people.
in other words, they’re both in desperate need of therapy and i am also overthinking this small little detail.
also grian cut out the desert duo moment that scar included in his video and i am So Upset/nam.
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mansa1212 · 1 year
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Winner...?
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rosalie-makes-art · 5 months
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Sand. That's sort of most of what we've ever known out here. But today, it isn't the joyousness that it used to be. Once times filled with laughter and smiles, now are only filled with dread. Scar and I, both standing at each end of this cactus ring we've made for ourselves, both knowing what needs to be done.
I pulled the first punch. We both knew it was weak, but suddenly more punches came, one after another. Neither of use wanted to be doing this. Covered in blood and tears, both shouting "I'm so sorry!" At each other. Scar was holding back. He always did. He's strong, and he knows it, and I know he desperately doesn't want to be the one to take my life.
With every hit, guilt consumes me more and more. With every blow, I can feel more and more tears streaming down my already blood soaked face. Knowing I can't do this. Knowing that I never wanted to hurt scar in the first place, that I just want out of this mess already. That know, I can tell that he's letting me win more and more, and that I don't think that he's not hitting me because of the fact he's holding back, but because he's getting weaker as well.
I stop. I can't do this. I can't take scar's life. I can't do it. In the sand, both of us stop. I'm sitting in the sand, and Scar is frailed weakly within my arms, the color in his eyes fading with every breath.
"why, did you let me win?..." I say through bloodied tears streaming down my cheeks and landing on his.
"You know I don't have it in me to kill you. I never did." He said weakly.
"I don't either… I never wanted any of this to happen, Scar I'm so sorry, I'm so sorry for everything-"
I try to speak and apologize for everything I've done, but he stops me.
"Grian, please don't be sorry. I don't want to spend our last moments together apologizing." His eyes are even more grey than before. "Please, please don't go…" I whisper, knowing that my words are futile, and that there's nothing I can do to stop it.
We've gone too far already. Through his last breath, he muttered, "You were a great friend… I love you Grian."
His eyes have gone completely grey, and they have completely closed now.
Before I can process anything, I break into tears, sobbing over his dead body. He's go completely limp in my arms, and I hold him closer into a hug, something that I should have done way more when he was alive. Even when I'm the only person in the world who is alive, I can't seem to move. I can't bring myself to leave scar's side, even when there's nothing to do than cry, and try to listen to a heartbeat that no longer exists. I almost want to stay here forever, and let my body die on its own, through hunger and dehydration, as I stay lying with scar in the scorching desert sun as the world eats away at itself. Somehow I'm able to pull myself away from the corpse lying in the sun, and look opon the cliff that calls to me. It's an exit. A way to hopefully bring my misery to an end, not as if there's anything that can make myself want to live on this dead planet anyway. And I'm the only one on here. There's no one stopping me. Just the ground below, beckoning be to come closer.
I stand up, not even bothering to wipe the sand off of myself. In weak, shaky steps, I come to the edge. it's calming, almost. Like it knows what just happened, and everything that has happened. It understands me. And I jump. The wind flowing through my hair and feathers, I can barely feel it when I hit the ground. All I feel is the dead silence that follows it, and it's almost comforting in a way. With no more things to worry about, no people, no life, nothing, I let the world fizzle out of existence around me, and fall into an infinite sleep with no escape, and I can finally rest.
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moonpawowo · 9 months
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“I Made Them. They’re For Your Secret Soulmate.”
Some angst for your souls uwu
ALSO! I have art commissions open, please consider checking it out. It’s cheap, and I really need the money!
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burntolivebread · 10 months
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HAPPY(LATE) DESERTDUO DIVORCE DAY(doublelife 1yr anniversary) I feel so old wtf
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loveroped · 9 months
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Grian thinks he feels uncomfortable. He doesn't know what he's feeling exactly, because he's not sure he's been through this before. The feeling of gloom in his chest that burned all the way to his head.
He didn't curse but he wanted to. He didn't look at Scar and he's not sure he wanted to. He did not speak because his tongue was a knife that wasn't afraid to stab. So he swallowed.
Unlike Grian, Scar spoke. Beliefs did not align and thoughts were not meant to be kept inside your head. Every word he spoke felt like a spike that he could feel all the way in the tip in his tail, one that made him nauseous all over.
So when the words were spoken Grian wished he didn't have to hear it. "Why—" Scar began, and there was a venom in his voice that Grian had not heard before. Malice he wasn't sure existed. He flinched.
"—do you hate the idea of being a sea-life so much?"
And this was no curiosity, this was shock and pain that had been building and growing for ages. Pain that Grian had planted with his own bare hands.
Grian wished he could think on his own, but he couldn't. So instead, he spoke.
"People are not kind, Scar. People are cruel." And there were many words that he could say to explain, to back this up, but none of them wanted to force their way out. Like a hand around his throat and a knife at his gills he felt like he suffocated.
And there was a silence. And for a second Grian thought that Scar had understood, that he finally got the point. That he finally saw it from Grian's point of view.
And Grian feared that he ruined something, someone. Forced them to a place that he was drowning in. He hated the thought of someone living, existing, like he did, yet he desired nothing else.
But Scar was not Grian, that bit was clear.
So Scar’s words were shaky, like he mightve cried. Grian wouldn't have been surprised.
"You're wrong," he said, keeping his voice as straight as he could, and succeeding, barely. Grians not sure what made him flinch this time. Maybe it was because he had never seen someone disagree with these thoughts before. It was always him, and he was always wrong.
"You're—you're wrong because–" And Scar took a breath, breathing in ways Grian had forced himself to.
Grian did not see his tears fall, he refused to acknowledge it. He didn't want to know that the words hurt.
Because that meant the words had hurt him too.
"—I am people—" Scar said, words off from the common that land life spoke. "I am kind," he choked.
And Grian did not look up, Grian didn't listen. Because he didn't want to be wrong.
"I don't know who you've met—" Scar was swimming backwards, away from the shore, growing the distance between them. He choked on what Grian had hoped wasn't a sob, even if he knew.
"But I'm not one of them."
And Scar was gone.
Droplets of water had hit Grian and it burned in ways he yearned for. Grian did not look up, because he fears if he saw Scar again he might think. And that's the last thing he should do.
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angeart · 5 months
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Do you want to build with me?
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hopepetal · 1 year
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Imagine TCD Scar finds a group of other survivors.
He's absolutely thrilled, finally able to have someone other than himself to talk to, finally not alone. He sticks with them for a long while and they really get the hang of things. The group is a well oiled machine whenever attacked by hordes and setting up defenses.
He gets to know them very quickly, becoming friends with all of them.
Grian, the sniper.
Mumbo, the tactician.
Pearl, the leader.
Impulse, the melee and "door buster" as affectionately called by the other three.
Scar fits right in, hanging out with Grian the most and exchanging tips on shooting. Grian is the first person he allows to touch and even hold his gun, the very thing he named himself after.
But one day something goes wrong.
Mumbo is the first to fall. Then Impulse. Then Grian, who throws himself in front of Pearl to save her. Then finally Pearl, who falls screaming in grief, rage, and pain.
Scar is alone again.
Why did he ever think he wouldn't be?
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freyafin · 1 year
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My Grian design can shapeshift.. iss so cool.. also i LOVE dadsuma. Let me know if you guys want more Dadsuma content cuz I have ALOT of it
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