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arc852 · 2 years

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Fluffy

This is from that GTJuly prompts list I reblogged earlier! This is from a new au of mine that focuses on Grian and Scar from Hermitcraft! I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 542

Warnings: Brief mention of treating someone like a pet

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Scar was the only one allowed to touch Grian’s wings.

He knew he didn’t have to worry anymore, he was bonded already, so someone touching his wings would really be no big deal. But he was still so into the mindset of someone touching his wings = bad that it still made his skin crawl just thinking about it.

Not even Mumbo could get away with touching them. He tried once when trying to comfort Grian and let’s just say Grian made sure Mumbo knew from then on that his wings were off limits.

But Scar was…different. It was probably because they were bonded but whenever Scar touched them he felt…safe.

They were both still trying to figure out how this bond worked. After all, there really wasn’t another positive bond to go off of. Grian’s species was dubbed ‘pet’ avians for a reason. People who sought them out did not have the best intentions and the forced bond was used to completely control the avian.

Scar wasn’t like that though. He hadn’t even realized what he had done when he found Grian injured and helped fix his wings. Didn’t realize that by touching them that he had solidified a bond where he had complete control over Grian. But when he did find out, Scar was incredibly apologetic and has since never ordered Grian to do anything. Thus, their bond has grown into something that Grian has never seen before.

He thinks about their bond now, as Grian sits on top of Scar’s desk as he preens his wings for him. One might think it would be difficult for Scar to preen such small wings but Scar, at this point, had years of experience and Grian never felt so much as a sting of pain.

“Thank you, Scar.” Grian said as Scar finished up. Grian wasn’t actually one to say his thanks out loud all of the time, he didn’t have to. He knew Scar could feel it through their bond. But thinking about it made Grian feel someway, and the thank you wasn’t just for the current preening. Not that Scar picked up on it.

“Of course! I love preening your wings, they’re so fluffy and soft.” Scar reached down again and rubbed a thumb across Grian’s right wing. Grian practically melted on the spot but was able to pull himself together when Scar took his hand back.

Grian stood up and stretched, his wings puffed up on either side of him before folding again to sit at his back. Scar watched, just as mesmerized as always. Coming from anyone else, Grian would assume bad intent, but he knew Scar looking at his wings like that was simply and innocently from pure awe. Even after all these years they had known each other.

“Well, I’m gonna go work some more on my base.” Grian said, preparing to fly off.

“Alright. You’ll be careful, right?” Scar said and Grian couldn’t help the small smile that formed at the question. Scar always did it so effortlessly, avoiding giving Grian any commands. And Grian was eternally grateful.

“Of course.” Grian said and then he was off, going to work on his base he knew he would barely use. After all, his home was with Scar.

#g/t #giant/tiny #mcyt g/t #au #tiny!grian #human!scar #Fic #my fic #short fic #GTJuly #gtjuly2022

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trouble-off-grid · 2 years

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Pesky Prince

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For @onthefreighttrain I hope you enjoy! :D

Warnings: None

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“Grian please, for one night can you try to behave?”

“I don’t know what you’re talking about Doc, I’m always on my best behavior.” Try as he might to remain serious, the glare he received, in turn, had the small prince falling into a fit of laughter.

Raising an eyebrow, Doc cupped his hands under his winged companion, “Yeah, I don’t think anyone is buying that.”

Once Grian got his laughter under control he landed in his friends' waiting palms, smoothing out any wrinkles in his suit and making sure his crown was on properly as he did so. Said prince was adorned in a red suit layered in gold accents, sure to draw in the attention of fellow party-goers. Readjusting his crown one final time he looked up to see Doc staring down at him. “Are you ready to go in?”

Turning to face the grand doors in front of him a grin spread across his face, “Let’s do it.” With that, Doc nodded toward two castle attendants and they each opened a door, allowing them access to the ballroom. Immediately a spotlight found them, guests applauding as they entered the lavishly decorated room.

Grian did his best to wave to everyone they passed as Doc brought him towards the middle of the room where a platform resided. Just as decorated as the rest of the room stood a smaller version of the ballroom, a safe place for any tiny-sized citizens to enjoy the party.

He watched as people made room for them as Doc neared the edge of the platform, not waiting for him to set him down, Grian jumped off his hands using his wings to drift safely down to the platform. To Doc's credit, he barely flinched towards Grian when he jumped, only restraining because he was used to the tinys antics. Once Grian landed on the platform everyone seemed to return to normal, if not a little wary of the giant creeper hybrid standing watch over the platform.

Grian politely smiled as people started to come up to him, small talk coming easy as he was more than used to the attention on him, or more accurately his wings. Currently folded behind his back sat two massive wings, each golden in color, seeming to glow in the surrounding sunlight. While more common for parties to start at night, tonight was the summer solstice, where all were invited up to the castle to celebrate the return of the sun. Citizens both giant and tiny found themselves at the party, excited at the prospect of a day of fun.

Making his way through the crowd Grian walked his way to the edge of the platform, walking the barrier and looking at all the surrounding giants, waving at any who seemed to notice his attention on them. Eventually, his walk led him right back to where Doc stood guard and he flew in front of his friend's face. Not that he needed to get his attention seeing as Doc had been watching him all day, “You know Doc, you really should try and have some fun, after all, today is a celebration.”

“Your protection is more important than me having fun,” Doc retorted, already used to this back and forth over this topic.

Grian, to his credit, held in his groan at the response, knowing he wouldn't be able to change the creeper hyrbirds mind. “Counter argument,” he began, “what if you did both, at the same time?”

You could see the skepticism in Doc's eyes a mile away as he answered, “And how would I do that?”

“Easily my friend, just follow my lead,” Throwing a playful wink at Doc, Grian quickly flew off to his right, laughing to himself when he heard Doc cuss under his breath and quickly follow behind him. Easily weaving through giants, Grian scanned over the crowd searching for the perfect victim to help with his plan. While most people seemed to be occupied either talking or dancing Grian spotted a dog hybrid standing off to the side by himself.

He quickly made his way over to his target, knowing Doc would not be far behind, stopping just short in front of the guy's face,” Hello!”

The guy was very clearly startled at Grians's sudden presence, doing a quick bow and looking up at him over the rim of his sunglasses, “Your highness! What can I do for you?” The stranger quickly schooled his expression, an easy grin on his lips

“You see that creeper hybrid over there? I need you to dance with him.” Grian didn't have to look long before he spotted Doc within the crowd, making sure to point him out as he did so.

The dog hybrid titled his head in confusion over the request, “You need me, to dance with him?” Repeating Grians request as if that would help him make more sense of them.

Grian repeatedly nodded his head in agreement, “Yes, I’m trying to show him that parties can be fun. Of course, you don’t have to,” Grian hurried to clarify, “You just seemed a little lonely over here.”

The stranger was about to reply before he was abruptly cut off by said creeper hybrid, “Grian, I may be sworn to protect you but I will kick your ass if you fly off like that again.”

Giving his best sheepish grin Grian tilted his head towards the dog hybrid to clue Doc in that they weren’t alone, “Doc! We were just talking about you! This is-” Cutting himself off, Grian turned fully towards the stranger awaiting his response.

“Rendog, but you can just call me Ren,” The newly dubbed Ren introduced himself, reaching out to shake Doc's hand.

“Doc,” was the guards' reply, firmly shaking the offered hand.

“Well then, now that you two are acquainted I think it’s a perfect time for a dance,” Grian stated, a sneaky smile on his face as he tried to shove Doc closer to Ren, ultimately failing as his friend did not budge in the slightest.

“I would love to have this dance, with you,” Ren once more offered his hand out. Grian quickly switched strategies, flying behind Ren, still in Doc's eyesight, to quickly nod his up and down.

Doc glanced at the prince before looking back at Ren, “You don’t have to do this just because Grian asked you know?”

“I’m aware, I just think it’ll be fun,” was Ren’s smooth reply.

Looking back and forth between Grian and Ren, Doc could feel his resolve crumble, “Alright, but, Grian you have to stay where I can see you.” He could see Ren's tail start to wag and Grian perked up a bit.

“Yes, of course, not a problem,” was Grians's immediate reply, his smile somehow getting even bigger.

“I mean it,” Doc stared at Grian, challenging the small prince to defy him. When he received a nod in exchange Doc loosened up and focused back on Ren, noticing he was still holding his hand out, he gently grabbed it in his.

The two made their way to the dance floor, people easily moving out of their way when they took notice of the creeper hybrid. Grian followed behind them, watching as his makeshift plan was put in motion. As soon as a new song started up, Grian could only help but be entertained as his formal guard and friend were dragged around the ballroom by the energetic dog hybrid. Sticking to their promise, Grian flew around the dancing pair, occasionally catching Doc's eye, never failing to make the small prince grin at him.

At the peak of the song, it seemed both Doc and Ren were focused on a conversation, comfortably chatting between themselves. Seeing the opportunity for what it was, Grian slowly started to get further away from the pair, flying backward to make sure he was not to get caught. When he gauged he was far enough away that they wouldn't notice any sudden moment, he swiftly turned around and made quick haste to get to the opposite side of the ballroom and If he happened to get lost in the crowd of giant party-goers then that was between Grian and himself.

Now that he was by himself Grian was ready to cause some problems, nothing harmful of course, just some small pranks here and there. Honestly, with a royal party, it was to be expected that Grian caused a bit of mischief during it. Swooping higher into the air Grian was able to see the entirety of the party from this angle, including his newest targets. Sights set on his goal he made his way over to the band, delicately landing on top of the piano, he grinned sweetly at the pianist.

It was with a sudden jolt Doc realized his mistake too late, slowly glancing around he saw there was no prince to be found, “God damn it Grian.”

Ren seemed to realize at the same time Doc did that their tiny friend seemed to have disappeared, “Does this happen often?”

“More than I’d like, unfortunately,” Doc grimaced.

“Well, I’m sure he’s fine, what's the worst that could happen?” As if on cue, the once calm music seemed to take a drastic change, as if the band had started a new song half through their current one only much faster passed.

“Do you think-”

“That Grian was the cause of that? Most likely,” was Doc's immediate response, ”If anything it's a place to start looking for the little menace.” He turned to start walking towards the band when he glanced back at Ren. “Thank you for the dance though, I had fun.”

“Not a problem dude! I enjoyed it as well,” Ren shot him a toothy smile, small fangs on display as he did so. With a final farewell, Doc headed towards his destination, determination in his walk.

While he was originally headed towards the band he noticed a small crowd across the room was starting to form Doc felt worry spread through him and he made a sharp beeline towards that area.

Doc was Grians personal guard and despite how he may act sometimes he still trusted the tiny. He knew Grian would never do anything purposefully destructive and wasn’t so much worried about any chaos the prince could cause as he was about strangers. While many loved the winged prince there were still people out there who saw tinys as lesser beings than them. It was Doc's duty to protect Grian at all costs which may have made Doc a smidge overprotective of his friend.

Which is why the scene he walked in on got his blood boiling. The first thing he noticed was Grian, glancing over his form showed that the prince was thankfully uninjured. The second thing he noticed was the piece of shit human standing across from Grian. He had a nasty snarl on his face and seemed to step closer to Grian every time he tried to fly back.

“Look, sir, I already said I was sorry, I truly didn’t mean to fly into you.” Grian tried placating the man in front of him.

“What? Do you think you’re too good to look where you’re going? Is that it?” Was his seething reply.

“No, I swear!” It seemed Grian had finally flown back enough that he startled when he felt his back hit someone's chest. Giant hands were quick to envelop him and while at first, he wanted to panic, he soon enough recognized the furry green hands he layed in as Docs. He could hear said giant yelling but he chose not to listen, instead, content to gently run his hands over Doc's much bigger ones, petting down any ruffled fur.

It wasn’t too much longer before the world around him began to sway as Doc started walking. Doc's pace remained even and steady as he made his way through the rest of the party eventually making it to the same doors they had used to enter the ballroom in the first place. Only once they were on the other side of the doors did Doc open his hands up, glaring down at the prince.

Giving his best sheepish smile Grian made eye contact with the giant already knowing the lecture that was about to come, “Heyyyy Doc, how’s it going?”

“How’s it going? That’s really what you want to ask right now?” Doc raised a single eyebrow.

“In my defense, I truly didn’t mean to bump into that guy.”

“That’s not the problem Grian, I’m your personal guard and I can't exactly do my job without you there,” His glare softened when he saw Grian looked genuinely guilty, “I’m also your friend and I don’t want to see you get hurt.”

“I know, I just want you to be able to do things for yourself as well, you're always worrying about me,” Grian was decidedly not looking at Doc when he spoke, his cheeks starting to color red.

Lifting up his hands so he was at eye level with the tiny he spoke, “Look, I’m sure we can come up with a compromise, for now we’re just lucky that guy didn’t get physical.”

“Oh yeah, what ended up happening with the guy?” Grian questioned, tilting his head in bird like fashion as he did so.

“Lets just say, he wont be coming back to the castle soon.” A startled laugh left Grian, echoing throught the hall as it did so.

Grian flew up onto Docs shoulder, sitting down as if it were just any other chair, it was Docs turn to chuckle as he felt Grian settle, “You comfortable there?”

“Oh most definitely, I’m content to sit here if you’re ready to go back to the party?”

“I suppose we should get back in there, seeing as you are the prince.” With that the two headed back into the party, ready to enjoy the rest of their day.

@mcyt-gt-events

#mcyt gt exchange #gt mcyt #trouble writes #tiny!grian #giant!doc #giant!rendog

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zhukzucraft · 3 months

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the duality of fishing

#hermitcraft season 10 #mcyt #geminitay #zombiecleo #grian #cubfan135 #ethoslab #impulsesv #a very tiny one #hc10 #hc10 ep2 #i think?

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mangoish · 2 months

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#there are tiny number to assist with what frames to read first because im incompetent and dont know how to format comics #congrats grian we commend you lol #my art #grian #grian fanart #hc #hermitcraft 10 #hermitcraft #hermitcraft smp #watchers #watcher grian #the file name is “it was just a prank bro”

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solarockk · 2 months

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all better now

kind of a sequel to this

#happiest guy around #just dont ask him to hope his eyey- they are not green anymore #goodtimeswithscar #gtwscar fanart #secret life smp #hermitcraft #zombiecleo #zombiecleo fanart #once again bdubs and etho are here but i feel like they are too tiny to tag em #just like the other hermits #well i suppose grian and jevin are pretty visible but still #digital art #artist on tumblr #mcyt #sol art

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risibledeer · 1 month

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ATLA x Hermitcraft (+empires and life in the future)

i think it would be kinda cool if Scar uses his earthbending to move around

joel maybe a part of the royal family? he just kinda gives off those vibes

etho and gem have to be siblings i mean c'mon

any suggestions for the other hermits/lifers/emporers and their bending would be appreciated! - i've put more of the au in the comments if you'd like to see it!

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avi-mation · 3 months

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-The aftermath of the curse and self-care-

After Etho failed his boogieman course task, he comes back to the base alone. He still can feel remains of the bloodlust under his skin, curse still clouding his vision. The vicious death by Scar, the hunt of Joel, the no hesitation in Gem’s eyes about killing him after he let Cleo and Grian go.

The firm hand on Etho’s shoulder snaps him out. It’s Cleo. And Grian. Both ready to welcome him no matter what.

#even as boogie ethos loyalty to his team killed me #i want them to have nice things #cleo forcing roomies to have a selfcare night #secret life roomies #zombiecleo #trafficblr #secret life #ethoslab #grian #fanart #secret life comic #mcyt #art #etho without his coat is so tiny #how to shower with love and care your freshly traumatised roomate #it is i back with another roomies comic

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stargazostli · 4 months

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the winners, everybody

im so funny

#also yeah i hc Scar as earth #whatever you hc him as the joke still stands #trafficblr #life series #grian #smajor1995 #pearlescentmoon #gtwscar #also the stars are all little Scotts #its a bit hard to see but yeah #also this is obviously no where near to scale but if it was you'd only see Grian and he'd be tiny

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isjasz · 6 months

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[Day 122]

Just tiny doodle requests from twt!

#dddaily4sherin #grian #goodtimeswithscar #inthelittlewood #tangotek #skizzleman #secret life #secret life smp #secret life spoilers #isdoodles #they tiny #secret life fanart

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blitheringbongus · 2 months

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Headcanon that Mumbo has the tiniest little wings that he hides under his clothes

(The previous drawings I made of him with bigger wings than this are NOT canon to my official version of him you saw nuthin🫵🫵))

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arc852 · 2 years

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Prompt time?? Well

If you're comfortable with the characters , some g!Docm and t!grian shenanigans? (Like grian aventuring in the perimeter)

Or if you're more in a dsmp mood, what about some las nevadas snippet with g!Foolish and t!Quackity? Maybe them having to learn from each other and a conversation about power and learning from the past

(Also I wish you a wonderful day :])

Thank you for the prompt! I decided to go with the first one! I’m not too familiar with Docm so I hope he’s not too out of character. I wish you a wonderful day as well and I hope you enjoy!

Warnings: None

Word Count: 784

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Grian needed some slime.

Mumbo had agreed to help Grian out with some redstone but only if Grian provided everything they would need. Grian had whined jokingly about it, but it was a good deal in the long run. After all, the hard part was putting all the stuff together and somehow making it work.

He had already gotten everything else. Observers, droppers, a good amount of redstone, all he was missing was the slime.

Now, he could go over to the shopping district and simply spend a few diamonds for the slime he needed. But he didn’t really want to. Because, well, why pay for something when you could get it yourself? Especially when there was a large area not too far away where slimes were abundant.

Grian hovered over Doc’s perimeter, grinning wide. The creeper hybrid was nowhere in sight, which meant now was Grian’s chance. He dove in and immediately three big slimes spawned underneath him. He dove and took quick care of them, gathering up the slime they had dropped for himself.

He needed at least a stack, but with looting III on his sword, it shouldn’t take him that long. Even with his small size, he was good at cutting down mobs just as quickly as everyone else.

He moved onto another slime that had spawned not too far away, killing it quickly and then moving on to the next. He did this a few more times until all he needed was a couple more. He grinned, glancing around for the last slime he needed. He spotted it but paused when something else caught his eye.

Diamond ore.

Now, Grian knew everything in the perimeter basically belonged to Doc, but was it his fault that Doc had left the diamonds unmined and all alone? Surely Doc wouldn’t miss it if he had skipped over it in the first place.

With a mischievous grin, Grian brought out his pickaxe and flew over towards the diamond, getting to work on mining it. He may be good at killing mobs despite his small size but mining took a bit longer, even with the highest efficiency on his pickaxe. So it wasn’t instant like it would be for someone like Mumbo.

All that to say he was so focused on mining out the diamond that he didn’t hear the footsteps creeping up behind him. He didn’t hear anything. One second he was mining and the next, a large, green hand wrapped around him. He yelped, dropping his pickaxe in surprise.

“Pesky bird, what are you doing stealing my diamonds?” A deep voice asked and suddenly Grian felt incredibly sheepish. The hand holding him lifted him up and turned him over to face, of course, Doc.

“Heeey, Doc. Er, fancy seeing you here?”

Doc just raised an eyebrow.

Grian sighed. “I just needed some slime! And then I saw a lone diamond ore and thought that you, uh, wouldn’t miss it?”

“Oh, so you have been killing my slimes as well?” Doc said and Grian tensed.

“Um, well, I mean-”

Grian was cut off by a deep chuckle and suddenly the hold on him loosened and Grian found himself sitting in an open palm. He looked up to find Doc smiling and the tension in his shoulders relaxed.

“I am just messing with you.” He gently bonked Grian on the head with a finger. “I don’t care about the slime. The diamond, on the other hand…”

Grian laughed. “It’s all yours.” The tiny avian motioned over toward the half broken ore and Doc grabbed his own pickaxe in his free hand, finishing it off and collecting the dropped diamonds into his inventory.

“Am I free to go now?” Grian asked and Doc hummed.

“I suppose.”

Grian grinned and flapped his wings, lifting himself up into the air as Doc took his hand back. He grabbed his dropped pickaxe and was about to head out before realizing he was still missing a few more slime balls. He looked at Doc sheepishly. “I, uh, actually need a few more slime balls…”

Doc rolled his eyes but pulled a stack out of his inventory. Grian’s eyes widened and wasted no time in scooping them up. “Thanks Doc!”

“No problem, but Grian?” Doc said, stopping Grian just as he was taking off.

“Yeah?”

“If I find you trying to take my diamonds again, I will treat you like the pesky bird you are.” Doc said. Grian gulped.

“Right! Of course, I won't do it again, promise!” He flapped his wings quicker, wanting to leave as soon as possible. “Bye Doc!” And with that Grian was gone.

Doc shook his head with a chuckle, crossing his arms. “Pesky bird.”

#g/t #giant/tiny #mcyt g/t #tiny!grian #giant!doc #ficlet #fic #my fic #prompt #unedited

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