#for writing grian and mumbo OOC

[mochiwrites]

note to self: don’t write after 9pm when you’re sleepy

[bipbopdepmop]

short boatem summer fic

based on this post -> (link) by @applestruda

Picture this: 

It is the hottest day of the year. The sun beats down relentlessly upon any poor sap that gets caught out in it. The heat can only be described as ‘being hit in the face with a sack full of bricks that have somehow been set on fire.'

We see the Boatem crew going about various activities as the very same sun spills into an overly warm room onto well-worn floorboards. The room is small and neat. There is a crooked green carpet on the floor and pictures on the wall of five laughing people. It is a room that has seen lots of love. 

A fan whirs steadily in the background. Impulse turns the page of his book, letting out a long sigh. Mumbo waters his plants, mumbling to himself and occasionally making a noise that is either pleased or disgruntled as he inspects his plants. So far, he has said “Ah!” in a pleased way fourteen times and “oh!” in a displeased way twelve times. Scar began counting an indeterminate amount of time ago out of sheer boredom. He’s been sitting in front of the fan for what feels like forever. It’s only been five minutes. Jellie meows. Impulse turns another page. Time drips by like honey. Every heat-filled second seems to take an hour to pass. 

Footsteps. Enter Grian, bright wings flashing at the edge of Scar’s vision. He would look over, call out a greeting but that would mean exposing his face to the heat. Grian is not worth braving the heat, he decides.

“I am never going to move again,” Grian complains. “I am just going to lay here and melt.”

“That seems like a good plan,” Impulse agrees with a small chuckle from the only shady corner in the room. A foot prods Scar’s side. 

Poke. “Scar, move over.” Another, more insistent poke. 

He turns his head, just a little. The right side of his face is now uncomfortably warm, exposed to the Void-forsaken heat. Grian really does look terrible, hair plastered to his forehead, face red and sunburnt and ear-feathers limp. 

“I was here first!” Scar says, a bit indignant. First dibs, right? “Go get your own fan. There’s one somewhere around here.” He ducks a little, but not enough to avoid the wing that whacks him in the head.

“Ow!” he says halfheartedly, turning his head to face Impulse. Ah, sweet, sweet relief for the right side of his face, not so much for his left. “Impulse, Grian hit me!” 

“Grian did nothing of the sort,” Grian interjects, tone bright and innocent-sounding. Another wing whacks Scar again. “Scar’s the one hogging the fan.”

With a long suffering sigh, Impulse looks up from his book. The glare that Scar receives is just short of withering. Got it. Don’t interrupt Impulse. Scar yelps as he is rudely pushed over onto the floor and into the sun. The floor burns to the touch. His poor, poor, super muscle-y arms. Betrayal! Blood! Trauma! Death! He will never forgive Grian for this. He will pay. 

A thump. Grian’s sigh of sheer relief is almost pathetic. Sure enough, Grian’s face is now inches from the fan, eyes closed in pure joy. Scar groans dramatically. 

“Grian, how could you? My very own brother-in-arms!” 

Grian scoffs. “Like you wouldn’t do the same.”

“Me?” Scar gasps. “I would never.”

“Oh you absolutely would,” Mumbo says with a snort. 

“Fine, fine! I see how it is around here. No love for good ol’ Scar! C’mon Jellie, we can go join the Big Eyes Crew. I bet they have a fan. I bet their fan is bigger than ours. After all, Bdubs’ smile is the biggest there is. He’s probably got the biggest fan too.” Impulse snorts and turns the page. Grian’s wings rustle. Mumbo makes his fifteenth “Ah!” His plants must be doing well.

Scar sighs, pulling himself into an upright position and drapes himself over Grian’s shoulders. “See, this way we can share the fan!” 

“Scar,” Grian whines, dragging his name out exasperatedly. “You’re too warm! Go away.” 

“Come on Grian, you can say it,” he teases, smiling. “I’m too hot. I’m too hot for you.”

Scar grunts as Grian elbows him in the side, throwing him off his shoulders. Huffing, he leans against Grian’s back instead. If he can’t get the fan, a nice backrest will do. Even if that backrest has really, really pokey bony wings that dig into his back. Maybe he’ll take a nap and when he wakes up, it’ll all be over. He closes his eyes.

After what barely seems like ten minutes, he hears Pearl say “What’s all this? You guys look absolutely pathetic.” Cracking his eyes open a little and turning his head to face her, he sees her in all her moth-y glory, standing over them. She has a shopping bag in one hand. Slowly, she reaches in and pulls out-

A freezer pop.

Scar might cry. He’s never seen such a beautiful sight. He might pick Pearl up and twirl her around in joy if it weren’t so dang-blasted hot.

---

[asketho]

Oh snappers! Go get your snacks!

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[boatemlag]

was gonna add this in the tags of a post but it got really long and i was like ok lemme just make a separate post to be pretentious on. but i think the urge to separate character action from cc action in mcyt fanwork is the kneejerk reaction to "what if this is rpf"... its a taboo to talk about rpf or write rpf (in general but especially in mcyt fan space) so we in fandom tend to be very stringent about, like, fuck, i dunno. the platonic ideal of OOC vs IC. im not going to make broad claims about the historic relationship of mcyt fanwork to rpf because well its really late at night and thats the sort of conjecture reserved for annoying my friends in dms. but it seems apparent to me that the birth of even the terms c! and cc! were due to wanting to distinguish ethical fanwork from non-ethical fanwork.

theres a few layers and axises to consider the ethicality of fanwork (of which i will consider fanfic in this post because i am foremost a fanfic writer). a good example to start, when we discard the c! vs cc! labels, and start to look objectively at work, is the level at which a fanwork becomes unethical. we look at the surroundings of the fic --

are they in minecraft? does the work make reference to them doing minecraft things? how is, say, movement or inventory or block shape and placement described how realistic is the minecraft world when compared to our real world? does it seem like a general fantasy setting?

is it acceptable to put the subjects into a fantasy setting? a high sci fi setting? a superhero au? what about an au which elaborates on existing political structures alluded to in canon?

what about a modern au, no powers? does, for example, the description of mumbo having a mustache or tango having hair suffice as distinction enough? what about modern aus where they live in real life cities? what about historic aus? is 1800s london more acceptable than 2020s london?

what about names? generally it is agreed that grian should not be called charles in a fic for it to be considered referring to the character, and not the CC. is that distinction meaningful when we are interacting with the simulacra of grian? what about jimmy? is it enough of a distinction to call him jimmy solidarity? what about calling philza phil? is that acceptable?

what should be considered canon to that setting? does "off camera" count as in character? (this is where i think the lines start to blur a bit for people) what if characteristics that are exclusive to the "real person" are given to the subject of fiction (ie. scar's wheelchair or other aids) (this is the point where i'm lamenting the lack of ability to add footnotes to a tumblr post)

what is the breaking point for all of these ethical considerations? this is something that must be present when considering fanwork from the model of c/cc divide. if one were to question the necessity of the existence of that divide, what changes (negative or positive) does that bring to the community? in art, fic, meta, crit, etc.? do we value the artist's opinion, their intent, over the art itself? i said i wasnt gonna bring up barthes in a tumblr post but the invention of the author as supreme truth maker can only hurt the growth of art. i think that's double edged here. the artist both has the autonomy to decide what is ethical to create but the audience also has the freedom to decide what is ethical in.... fandom. i just had to stop myself writing society, and write fandom. but yeah. food for thought. i dont really have a good way to end this uh heres a picture of my cats

[ask-moonbig]

altered how? and what other grians? i- can i request you submit a statment? im so confused??

and what is redstone? i think i hard etho say he had it once... didnt it put him in the hosbital?

-@archivist-of-the-void-institute

(ooc, if youd actulay like to give me a statment to either voice as grian or have you voice lmk, i do not mind writing one either :DDD (id just need your...lore) )

Those eyes that float around you all of the time! He doesn't have those. I don't know if there are any other versions of Grian but I know you and him are different.

...

Ive heard of redstone poisoning before, but never injuring someone that much! Redstone is an ore that can be used to make machines. I've heard of it making artifical intelligences and such. My mooner Mumbo is one of the masters of it. He can make amazing creations.

[liauditore]

hi i have returned opinions on secret life so far? (also any idea why bigb’s secret animation was different to everyone else’s?) :D

hi hi i have so many Thoughts that i will definitely miss Something but. lots of things. spoilers for ep1 under the cut obvs.

why is every ship getting crumbs. literally all of them. what is wrong with everyone wtf. (except treebark. treebark girlies stay losing)

new mechanic is insanely hype and i am going a little bit feral over it. i've been wanting a UHC-style season for a long time and this seems a great way to kind of. entertainment-fy it i suppose? cus as much as i wanted straight up UHC i can totally understand why players like joel or skizz or scar would struggle hard in that sort of ruleset and it wouldn't be very fun to watch as a result.

i'm a bit.. tentative about the more acknowledgment of the Lore this time around? On one hand i love it and i think it's incredibly cool but on the other hand i know well that lore can eat a series alive if let out of control. Especially when fans start getting pushy about their theories and disappointed when inevitably things aren't as explained or thoroughly confirmed or straight up forgotten. (<-- fnaf fan. i have seen it. it is horrible)

that being said i have trust in grian specifically to handle it well and not go off the deep end with it cus a good chunk of the viewers don't know/care for the lore and if it becomes a Big Thing then a lot of people are gonna end up feeling alienated and confused.

i LOVED Bigb's episode and i think it's like. the ideal way to incorporate lore into a series like this. the way you can Feel that something is off rather than it being explicitly shown. you can choose to write it off or dig deeper. it's good juice. I've mentioned this before but I'll say it again -- Bigb is easily one of the strongest roleplayers on the entire server and his editing REALLY sells it hard. He really melts into what's happening rather than getting up on a platform and shouting THIS PART IS IMPORTANT. LOOK AT ME. which i really appreciate as a kind-of honorary former theatre kid.

but yeah tl;dr i think lore/fan theories should be left to the fandom mainly otherwise it starts getting weird. that being said i trust the life series ppl and can't wait to see what's going on with this season.

now if i may be unhinged myself. i def agree with the theory that Something is up with Bigb's task and maybe whatever gave it to him is trying to mess with the game.

Bigb and Mumbo specifically I felt were acting.. a little OOC the whole episode? Bigb was very much on purpose i think and i reckon mumbo's just excited to be back lol but its fun to think about

the task system has a lot of potential for. fanfic symbolism fuel. i mentioned this on my spam blog i think but something something about the way the players' tasks almost seem to. mock them? a little bit?

like pearl's being to "earn" people's hearts after she failed to make any connections throughout double life and has been somewhat isolated the whole series. bdubs being known for his efficient and beautiful builds being told to make something ugly and useless. scott being implicitly called a parasite with his history of teaming and latching onto one specific person each season. etc. etc.

the teams this time around are looking interesting and i think it's worth noting how it almost feels like.. the opposite of limlife a bit? with how slow and cautious everyone has to play. it seems like over half the server haven't really even joined up with anyone yet which is intriguing. (im personally praying for a scar/jimmy team up. just cus scott said they wouldn't make it lol)

which is great for me cus i loved limlife but the chaoticness of everything did kind of. make deaths less impactful i think? if i see another sky bridge i might scream

im very. of two minds about the scott and impulse team up. because if you dig through my blog you'll see i have kind of a history of being unhinged about those two and their parallels. but i have the sneaking suspicion that their actual dynamic will be like nothing i had in mind lmao

overall i am very excited but trying to control my expectations

also um MUMBO AND LIZZIE ARE BACK AND GEM IS IN THE SERIES AND MUMBO AND LIZZIE AND THUBS ETHUBS ETHUBS ETHUBS ETHUBS--

[sparksnevadas]

hi. hello sparks beloved. I am prancing into your inbox like a fancy cat.

anD I AM SHAKING YOU!!!!!!! HI I BINGED ALL OF GIHASM AND IMMMMM???? ahems. hi yes. I am Completely Normal about this fic. mhm mhm.

first of all, your character voices???? Fucking Superb what the fuck. sparks give me your secrets. I am looking at you with big pleading eyes.

ALSO. ALSO. GRIAN AND MUMBO. I FEEL LIKE I NEED TO HIGHLIGHT THEM SPECIFICALLY BECAUSE THERE WAS A SCENE OR TWO WHERE I GOT TEARY EYED BRO. the ENTIRE set up of it all???? CHEFS KISS. spinning every conversation grian and morris had pre-reveal. AND THEN THEIR CONVERSATION AFTER THE REVEAL AAAAAAAAAAAAAA

shout out to scar for being the Biggest fucking flirt ever I love him.

I love it. I adore your writing. I love the story you’re crafting up. I’m excited to watch these three idiots get together <3

MOCHI OH MY GOSH,,,,,

Oh man this isso !!!!!! Mochi this is so weird im so torn between “you literally got me in mumscarian im having a full on fan moment rn” and also “keep calm sparks, this is literally your friend that you talk to in a chat basically everyday” im just So !!!!!

First off i need to say the dance scene in the recent chapter? Completely and utterly inspired by crime au. Once a decided to write a mumscarian fic, i knew i needed a ball scene. (Okay sorry, fan moment, anyways-)

Second AAAAAGH IM SO HAPPY YOU LIKED IT MY DUDE character voices are something im really proud of and im always happy when people point it out. Like okay, maybe my plots a little too silly sometimes but at least i can hear Their voices saying this? Which gives me the bravery to click publish every single time. It also means alot, considering how we both get about ooc-ness

grumbo my beloved <3

aaaAAA im still fanboy— fangir- fanBUGing over here moch!!!! I havent stopped smiling since i read the first line. Love ya my dude!

[quiet-filming]

hello...

This is @peridot-the-kitten's BadTimesWithScar rp blog!

I also run a GoodTimesWithScar blog @jellie-tamer, an LDShadowLady rp blog @critter-cove, and a Cubfan135 rp blog @vexing-mask

While Scar and BadTimes are both disabled in nearly the same way in this rp AU, BadTimes opts to use his vex magic to hover most times, rather than use a wheelchair. (He will use mobility aids sometimes though)

(BadTimes speaks in whispers at all times, the loudest he can physically get by himself would be around metso forte for a singer)

Tag system below cut

General tags:

Talk tag: #well hello there... [talk]

Ask tag: #little friend [asks]

Casual rb tag: #diamonds! [Reblogs]

Angst tag: #out of film [angst/heavy content]

Dream sequence tag: #hold your head up (moving on) [dream sequence]

Writing/oneshot tag: #scarrrred for life [writing]

Watcher tag: #into the middle of nowhere [watchers]

Ooc tag: pretending to be you [ooc]

Character blog tags:

GoodTimesWithScar tag: #I will help you out [jellie-tamer]

Grian tag: #beauty is beyond compare [ask-the-grian]

Evil X/Xanthus: #fireworks and hurricanes [lightning-snap]

Anon tags:

Mumbo Jumbo tag: #promises I tend to prefer to break [askmumbojumbo]

Pearlescentmoon tag: #faith steps in and sees you through [pearlescentmoondoesthings]

Blaze anon tag: #Living with the Lost Boys [blaze anon]

[vexing-mask]

Ladies and Gentlemen

This is @peridot-the-kitten's cubfan135 rp blog!

I also run a GoodTimesWithScar rp blog (@jellie-tamer ), an LDShadowLady rp blog (@critter-cove ), and a BadTimesWithScar blog (@quiet-filming )

90% of this is going to be purely head cannons that might not make sense.

Tag system below cut (wip)

General tags:

Talk tag: #that's all from me! [talk]

Ask tag: #museum work [asks]

Casual rb tag: #cheers! [reblogs]

Angst tag: #spread the souls [angst/heavy content]

Dream sequence tag: #the world and the seven seas [dream sequence]

Writing/oneshot tag: #farewell [writing]

Watchers tag:

Ooc tag: #pretending to be you [ooc]

Character blog tags:

GoodTimesWithScar tag: #to watch this creature flair [jellie-tamer]

BadTimesWithScar tag: #see how they shine [quiet-filming]

Grian tag: #under a cardboard box [ask-the-grian]

Anon tags:

Mumbo Jumbo tag: #define the cruciform [askmumbojumbo]

Tubbo tag: #there may be dogs about [ask-tubbo-bee]

Blaze anon: #don't give me vigilance [blaze anon]

AU tags:

[skulk/villain au]

[sunnycycle]

Unfortunately, the Scarian (/r Desert Duo) are also not balanced. Wayyyy more Grian fics - and I was surprised about the amount of people who tried to Make Dl!Grian cheating on Dl!Scar Grian angst.

Everyone attempts to make Grian neurodivergent, but, as someone with ASD, I just see him as a funny neurotypical who is just weird and silly. However, Scar and Mumbo definitely have more characteristics of being neurodivergent (not saying the cc!'s r, but they have more traits then Grian).

Due to the lack of fics, it's harder to find motivation to write angst or hurt/comf about your favourite blorbos if they are underrated. You know you'd get much more love if it was a favourite character, like Grian. Also, there is a hugher chance you'll get your blorbo OOC because of the lack of fics to study.

TL;DR: Make more fics about Scar and Mumbo without Grian angst

why is there legit no angst of mumbo

like

everytime i hop on over to ao3 and search in "Oliver Brotherhood | Mumbo Jumbo Needs a Hug" or "Oliver Brotherhood | Mumbo Jumbo Angst" it's always grian centered.

and don't get me wrong i love grian, he's lovely and he's really funny but please for love of god

people need to write more angst of him. i need him to relentlessly suffer

I CLICKED ON OLIVER BTOHERHOOD | MUMBO JUMBO HAS ANXIETY TAY COS. I THOUGHT I WAS A REALLY POPULAR HEADCANNON. THERE WAS LIKE. ONE???

[windfighter]

100 blocks drop

I am back on my bullshit!

I say as if I was ever off it, but I am once again forcing my emotions on fictional characters.

Summary: Grian finds Mumbo on the top of a mountain. Mumbo has an important question. All is not well.

Summaries are hard. Warnings for character death, suicide and talk about death. This is not a comfort fic, sorry :P Anyway enjoy!

Grian was the one who found him. It was always Grian. He sat on the edge of a high mountain, far from the spawn village. His feet were dangling over the edge and Grian sat down next to him.

"What are you doing all the way out here, Mumbo?"

Mumbo kicked the air, let the question hang. He didn't look at Grian, but for once he was actually still during a conversation. Grian waited for him to answer and the silence was pressing without being pressuring. Mumbo could tell Grian was looking at him, but he kept his eyes down, looking at a cloud passing below them and the probably 100 blocks drop. He swallowed.

"How does it feel?"

Grian tilted his head and narrowed his eyes. Mumbo couldn't see it but he knew Grian well enough by now.

"To permadie", he continued the question.

"You should know."

Mumbo didn't want to explain that it hadn't quite been him in that world, that he had simply lost connection to that version of him when it lost its last life. He put his hands against the snow behind him and leaned back.

"Tell me like I don't ."

Grian leaned forwards, rested his elbows on his knees. Mumbo looked at him through the corner of his eyes. His body felt like it was burning, itching, and he desperately wanted to move around. He bit his tongue and remained sitting.

"It's... cold", Grian started. "Not like when you get stuck in powdered snow, but... Like it's empty. All of you is empty. And that emptiness is crushing. It feels like you'll implode at any second, but you can't because you aren't there any longer."

Mumbo closed his eyes and nodded. He didn't know what it was like to permadie, but he knew that feeling. He took a shaky breath, sat up straighter and looked over the edge again.

"It's horrifying", Grian continued and clasped his hands together with a grin, "and I'd do it again and again and again."

Mumbo was sure he should be worried, but he was just... too empty. They were all a bit broken. He put a hand on Grian's shoulder. The shoulder was tense.

"You're a good buddy", he said.

His stomach hurt and something burned in his eyes, but he blinked it away, ignored the void in his stomach. Something in Grian's posture changed. It was barely noticeable and Mumbo only felt it through his hand on Grian's shoulder. He removed it, but Grian turned to look at him.

"Mumbo... why are you here?"

Grian's eyes narrowed and oh, Mumbo did not like that. He tried to find a lie, a distraction. Those weren't Grian's eyes any longer, it was the eyes of a Watcher, the eyes of the voices in his head that told him he wasn't good enough, that he was a burden, that he was... and shouldn't be.

"Thinking", he got out, but his voice broke when saying it. His lungs felt like they were collapsing. There wasn't enough air around him. Grian's eyes narrowed further and it hurt. He forced a smile, but his eyes were full of water and he could barely see Grian through the tears. The 100 blocks drop was screaming at him, pulling at him.

"Grian..."

Grian started moving. Mumbo leaned further over the edge. He couldn't see the ground any longer and Grian wasn't moving fast enough.

"Thanks for being my pal."

Grian's hand reached for him, but he was already falling. He felt cold, empty, but lighter. Airblocks didn't slow him down and the ground was coming closer. He closed his eyes.

MumboJumbo fell from a high place.

MumboJumbo left the game.

[mochiwrites]

Rereading songbird au and I'm once again melting over it. Specifically about sb! Grian. He's sooo ???? Human??? Idk how to articulate my words rn but it's true. He has a sister & best friend, and cats and a job and he's kind of a hermit (just like me fr)He took mumbo on a picnic, he didn't even blink twice at impy, and he didn't rat out scar to his son. He's such a sassy curious little guy. And he cares SO MUCH for everything. Especially those dear to him. And just the way u write out write emotions?? Like after the attack of taurtis, and aftermath of the circus??chef kiss🤌 amazing!!

He's SO human and thats what scares me. Because I just KNOW ur gonna make gri into a Before and After ✨ Trauma ✨ pictures. Doomed by the narrative u say? (*looks at au name*) yeah well ur gonna have to deal with my wailing ltr on sorry-🍊

🥺🥺🥺

songbird!grian honestly is probably my favorite au version of grian that I write. he’s just. Human. he loves and cares so much about the people in his circle!!! the way that he interacts with mumbo especially is my absolute favorite because he’s so kind. he’s sassy, he’s curious, he’s a little shit, but he’s kind. he doesn’t look at people like mumbo or impulse or scar and see them as monsters. he looks at how they are as people.

and his emotions,,, I hold he so gently.

it’s also funny too because I’m hyper aware of how I write sb!grian. I’m always worried about accidentally woobfying him ekfkdkfk like sb!grian I feel like walks a fine line between his canon self and my portrayal of him in this universe?? so I’m always worried making him too ooc and making him that “uwu soft boi”

but hearing stuff like this makes me so happy 🥺 because the whole point of sb!grian’s character is to be human. to be kind.

and y’know. who knows. maybe there’ll be things in the story that doesn’t go so well for him :) maybe that starts Soon :)

cackling over the “before and after” photo bit HELP!! I look forward to the wailing in my inbox :3

[habeascorpseus]

im curious, what do you consider ooc for grian? i agree w you completely but i would like to know 👁👁

ohoho *takes a BIG sip of my 5 hour energy and slams it on my bedside stool*

okay, so i HOPE this doesnt become a big old rant, because i really should sleep, but, the thing people misunderstand about him MOST, which therefore sort of branches into most other mischaracterizations i see with his character, is that he's not an asshole.

he's also not not an asshole.

here's what i mean: grian's moral compass is looser than a door without hinges, but his honor, and the honor of others, holds priority. in season 8 during the boatem prank war with big eyes, he aptly called his policy, "prank hard, clean up harder."

for the more innocuous offenses he commits, like pranks, and minor amounts murder, he will almost always feel bad and offer to help clean up if he feels like what he did is "too much." "too much" is dependent on circumstance, but most often it includes permanent loss of valubles- like armor, large amounts of resources, and hard to obtain items- which he will attempt to replace or make up for with helping the unfortunate recipient of his ill-fated prank with chores. "too much" also includes griefing and base editing whether it be accidental or on purpose- most notable examples being in season 7 when keralis discovered the "removing stuff from keralis' base" challenge, and rebuilding part of scar's base in season 8 after accidentally getting it blown up. if he feels like it's even partially his fault, he'll almost always offer to help fix the mess, even if he does complain about it the entire way though.

so he likes to fuck with people- he doesnt like permanent damage. that doesnt mean he doesnt occasionally want to cause permanent damage, such as in the life series, but he also often needs a reason to cause damage like losing lives or permadeath.

renchanting trap? scar wasn't doing his job properly as the only red life. tnt base trap? home no longer safe, revenge for pizza. killing jimmy and mumbo in last life? they provoked him and were reaping the consequences. killing bigb and ren in double life? they provoked him by (to his knowledge) being the cause of scar's death as a yellow life. no matter what death grian has personally called in the life series, either before or after it took place, you can find an instance of grian saying why he felt he needed to do it. and if the death is accidental, or accidental collateral damage, he tries to make up for it with his time and energy. (like with the physical objects.)

i see a lot of fics on ao3 with the tag "grian is an asshole in this one, sorry", and i dont normally read those, because those just leave a bad taste in my mouth- but i also see a lot of fics unintentionally write grian as more of a jerk because they forget he abides by honor. its not that grian isnt a murderer, its that he needs a reason to do it- or he'll excuse it after the fact with a reason. its not that grian isnt reckless with other people's lives, its that if he realizes the damage he causes is permanent he balks at doing it. its not that grian isnt an asshole, its that he likes to piss off people but wouldn't dream of purposefully damaging his friendships. grian, as a character, is defined by his willingness to push boundaries and his hesitance to cross the line. and far too often, people forget these two coexisting facts, and write grian as only being one or the other.

again, this is all mostly opinion and writing advice, and ive read fics where grian was ooc that i still enjoyed. but also sometimes you just look at a fandom and you're like "wow youre so valid but youre also wrong!" and occasionally i do be feeling that. in the end what matters is that the fic was fun to write, and the rant resulting from that is also fun to write. goodnight all,

[ticklesandawkwardness]

Distracted

Author's notes: this might be one of the first tickle fics I've actually finished. Certainly one the few fics I've written and completed. I should write more. Anyway, wrote this in my memos app. Might be ooc but w/e. No beta, we die like Scar /hj

Summary: Grian goes to check up on Mumbo to make sure the redstone engineer wasn't overworking himself too much, but when he sees an opportunity for mischief obviously he has to take it. Grumbo fic. (Strictly fictional, no rpf)

This is a tickle fic, if that's not your thing then just keep scrolling.

Mumbo often got intensely focused on his work while he was building one of his redstone contraptions. He could spend hours fiddling with the many components and criss-crossing redstone lines, completely dead to the world. In fact, it wasn't uncommon for him to spend days working on a project like this and end up needing to be reminded (or at times, forced) to do things like eat and sleep.

This is precisely how Grian found him. Mumbo was leaned over his latest project, completely absorbed in his work. He was down on his knees, upper body halfway into the thing, his head and arms disappearing into it, presumably fiddling with something inside the contraption. Obviously too focused to notice Grian approach, not even reacting as the avian landed almost directly next to him. Grian can't say he's all that surprised. After all, he had originally come there because it had been awhile since anyone had seen Mumbo and he figured he should check in.

At first Grian was about to say something to try and get his friend's attention but before he did so, he paused. In this pause, he takes a moment to note the way Mumbo is leaning into the contraption, arms stretched forward; along with the fact that he isn't wearing his usual suit jacket, leaving only the thin dress shirt underneath. He looks so.... vulnerable. Grian feels a mischievous smirk stretch across his face. Quietly, he creeps up behind his friend, who continues to work - occasionally muttering to himself - oblivious to the situation. Grian reaches out, hovering his hands on either side of the focused engineer, not quite touching him yet, to see if he'd react. When he didn't, that's when Grian struck.

Digging his fingers into Mumbo's sides, squeezing slightly at the little bit of softness just above his hips, the reaction is almost instant. The redstone engineer jolts sharply. there's a soft thud as he bumps against the block above him, but all the surrounding blocks are wool so Grian isn't too concerned about him getting hurt.

"AH-! What on earth-!" Mumbo yelps from inside the contraption. Grian might have stopped at that, if not for his next realization.

Mumbo was stuck.

It seems that it had taken him a bit of maneuvering to get into that position, and now he was finding himself unable to maneuver himself back out. And well, that's just too good of an opportunity for Grian to pass up.

Grinning with wicked glee, Grian continues to pinch at his helpless friend's sides, occasionally switching to skittering his fingers over his sides and ribs.

"Who- who the hehehell-? ah nononono!" Mumbo cackles as he tries to wiggle himself free from his own contraption or away from the devilish fingers of his mystery assailant, all with little success. Grian bites his lip as he continues to torment his confused victim's vulnerable sides, not wanting to give himself away just yet.

Mumbo hiccups, his laughter growing more frantic as he feels the hands switch tactics. One shifts under him to scribble and squeeze at his belly while the other migrates upwards to massage his ribs, sending maddeningly ticklish jolts through his nervous system. He thrashes about, desperately trying to get away or at least get a moment of reprieve but it's no use, he's quite thoroughly stuck.

Finally, Grian decides to speak. "You alright there, Mumbo? You seem a bit stuck." His voice drips with playful mischief.

Grian soon notices that Mumbo seems to be quickly running out of breath. Not wanting to be too mean to his helpless friend, he decides to switch spots. He shifts to attacking his thighs, squeezing and pinching at the muscle and causing Mumbo to let out a few undignified snorts. It's at this point that Mumbo finally manages to wiggle himself free from where he was stuck, falling onto his back in the grass behind him with a thump as Grian finally ceases his playful assault.

"GRIAN! You-!" Mumbo yells, although it comes out more like a squeak, finally able to put a name to his tormentor. Whatever else he was about to say is quickly lost, as it's at this moment that Grian digs his fingers into the redstoner's hips, squeezing at his hip bones and wriggling his fingers into the sides of his lower belly, and Mumbo dissolves into hysterics.

He lies there for a moment, wrapping one arm around himself and throwing the other over his eyes in a half-hearted attempt to hide his blushing face. Residual giggles slip out in between deep, panting breaths as he tries to regain some semblance of composure. Grian uses this moment to drink in the sight of Mumbo like this; all flushed and disheveled, still giggling under his breath. He consciously tries to ignore the warm feeling this stirs in his chest and will away the blush he can feel rising on his own face.

"What- what the hell was that, hah, all about?" Mumbo asked, finally peaking out from under the arm draped across his face.

"Well, several people had noticed that nobody's really seen you in awhile, so I decided to check up on you. Buuuut then when I got here, well, I saw an opportunity I just couldn't pass up, and you know the rest of the story." Grian gives him a cheeky grin, pushing his previous thoughts to the back of his mind.

"You are an absolute menace."

"Are you just now noticing this?"

Mumbo shakes his head with a lighthearted groan.

"Either way, I have a feeling it's high time for you to take a break anyway." Grian moves to hold out a hand to help the exhausted redstoner to his feet, which Mumbo gladly accepts. He takes a moment to steady himself, taking another deep breath and running a hand through his already disheveled hair, leaving a few blotchy streaks of red in it. Grian turns to start walking back to Mumbo's base. "Come on then." Grian beckons.

"First, let me just-" Mumbo turns back towards the contraption before Grian swiftly grabs his hand instead and begins pulling him along.

"Oh no you don't."

Mumbo lets out a tired laugh in response as he lets Grian pull him by the hand back to his base. There's a small part of Grian that quietly wonders if Mumbo only did that so he'd hold his hand.

There's a small part of Mumbo that quietly wonders if Grian noticed that he really just wanted him to hold his hand.

[aqtsse]

hey! i usually don’t write grumbo but i think here’s an exception.. (not my prompt btw)

also, this is one of the only things of grumbo (dating related) ill ever write ever so if you still want to block me feel free 

prompt: character a tilting character b’s chin up to get a better look at their face and the evidence of the fight. a delicately thumbs away the streak of blood by b’s mouth, saying nothing as they examine it. after a brief pause, b’s heart skips a nervous beat as a looks them dead in the eyes. their voice is quiet and tense, their anger barely restrained.

“who did this to you?”

side note: mumbo will be a little ooc (assertive(?) dominant(?) to fit with the prompt, but other then that, enjoy!

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Grian had just rushed home after getting into a fight with someone not-to-be-disclosed, frantically trying to cover his scars and bruises before his boyfriend, Mumbo came home. He rushed to the washroom after tossing his jacket on the floor, rummaging the drawers for anything like bandages or casts.

Things laid everywhere on the floor, from toilet paper to bath salts. He eventually found some medical supplies, laying them on the counter infront of him as he slowly aided for himself—

“What do you think you’re doing, Grian?”

Grian jolt up. Mumbo was leaning against the doorframe of the washroom, crossing his arms and holding his jacket. Grian stuttered for words— he opened his mouth, but nothing came out. He panicked, stopping in his tracks.

Mumbo slightly vigorously grabbed Grian’s chin to get a better look, inspecting his face. He pondered if this was the cause of clumsiness, or a fight. His thumb slightly stroked the smaller’s chin, Grian watching his inspecting eyes.

He was silent, and so was Mumbo. Mumbo looked into his eyes and Grian’s heart had skipped a beat then and there, nervously. Mumbo looked into Grian’s eyes with a stern look, not blinking even once.

“Who did this to you?”

Grian fumbled for words, looking around the room and thinking of an excuse, not wanting anyone to die today. Mumbo kept looking at him sternly, and that’s when he gave up. He motioned for Mumbo to move down so he could whisper in his ear, as Mumbo’s face changed quick of expression.

“Very well then.. So, must we get on with the bandaging up?” Mumbo giggled, as Grian hesitated.

“Fine. But pleasedontkillthem-“

“I won’t, don’t worry.” Mumbo pinched Grian’s chin as he put bandages and casts on his partner. They smiled at each other, him being caring and delightful.

[ask-moonbig]

(Ooc: here's a other short story about what's going on from my end

Some tags for the people that arensorta involved @archivist-of-the-void-institute @ask-hotguy

Ill write and post the next part soon and ill answer non-lore asks normally. )

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Sculk wasn't something Moon had ever seen before, and now she had seen enough to fill a lifetime.

It had been four days since she first spoke to the hero. It had gotten worse. The coughing. The flashes of things that have not yet happened. The space around her that had once been pure darkness was now covered in the glittering powder.

She took a deep, shuttering breath and transferred her consciousness to her celestial form. Her mind drifted vaguely upwards and suddenly she could see the world below her. It was around the middle of the cycle at this point. She could see the avian one -Grian?- and his companion Mumbo staring up at her. They chatted softly but Moon didn't listen hard enough to hear.

She sighed and pulled herself back down to her other form. She needed something to do.

Usually when Moon wanted to cross into a realm outside of this one she would have to meditate for days on end to get the focus to shift her mind out of the walls. But strangely, since she had begun coughing the sculk, it had been much easier. She simply had to reach out and the skulk would tear a hole in the border.

Moon lifted her hand to make a hole. She wanted to check on Spore to see if they had woken up. The hole opened and she stepped through. Automatically, her mind was transferred to this world's moon.

She heard the whispers of Spore's children.

Ah, good. They were awake.

The hero was nowhere to be seen.

She was taken out of her musings as something yanked on her hair, pulling her back through the hole.

She screamed.