#goodtimeswithscar x you

[massivewaffle]

Carol of the BDubs

Paring: GoodTimesWithScar x Reader, GoodTimesWithScar x you Word Count: 3402 Warnings: None Rating: PG AO3: https://archiveofourown.org/works/43821297

Summary: Visiting your cousin BDubs server for Christmas is going great! That is until he sends you on a late-night run to the shopping district, where you fall into the arms of the servers' resident dreamboat - literally.

A/N:  Happy Holidays to all those who celebrate <3 May your 2023 be better than you ever hoped for. ❄️

“You’ll know it when you see it!”

Those were the words your cousin had imparted upon you before being shoved into the portal to the shopping district, leaving you to fend for yourself to find the necessary Christmas tree lighting. Tumbling through the other side, you do your best to adjust your seasonally appropriate outfit, tugging down the sleeves of the oversized sweater embellished with enough glitter to blind a Watcher.

You’ve visited your cousin BDubs’s server, Hermitcraft, a few times over the past year, but trying to center yourself as to specific locations still proves to be an uphill battle. The portal’s location is relatively centralized and had you thought to bring your elytra and rockets along, you quickly could have flown around until you found the shop you needed, but BDubs insisted a quiet walk around the shopping district was worth it.

Refusing to complete the tree without the end rods he craved, BDubs had sent you on a mission to retrieve some from a store called iLuminate, claiming he had ‘too many totally important and not at all classified’ things to work on to accompany you.

Luckily, iLuminate isn’t hard to find, standing proud with its branding in glowing signage. Pulling your hat off as you enter, you’re taken aback by the room's brightness. Sure, it’s a lighting store, but it feels as though someone had walked through the shop and purposefully turned on every single item that could be considered a display. Squinting, you walk forward, remembering that BDubs told you end rods are on the second floor. Following the arrows guiding your path, you step into the honey block elevator and ascend to the next floor. It’s far less bright upstairs, and you can easily navigate o the end rod barrel, using the diamonds BDubs gave you to complete his purchase. If you keep a few extra to buy yourself a beacon to bring back to Empires, who’s to know? He can consider this your service fee.

Packing your purchases into your Enderchest, you collect yourself and head back downstairs, eager to get back to BDubs’ base and make yourself something warm for dinner. Stepping out of the elevator impairs your vision yet again, and although you know the route this time, you wince as your eyes strain to see. As you head toward the entrance, something steps into your path, knocking you both to the ground.

“Oh no. No no no no no!”

You’ve heard that voice before, but you can’t place it. Seconds later, there’s a crash, followed by the sound of several more. There’s a tinkle of sound in the air, provided not by the quiet Christmas music playing throughout the shopping district but by glass falling off its stands and careening into the ground. The stranger's body flops on top of yours, knocking the wind out of you for a moment before they quickly push themselves up onto their hands.

When the sound of broken glass ceases, your partner in crime finally speaks again. “Are you alright? I’m so sorry! I came in to get some glowstone, BDubs was complaining about everything being too dim around the theatre, and I thought it might spruce it up a bit, though I’m still not certain glowstone is the way to go. I mean, froglights would fit the theme much more, but BDubs insisted that they were too bright with everything else I have going on. I settled on glowstone, but I’ll grab some pearlescent froglights too. If I could show him my way, I think he’d understand, but he’s so stubborn sometimes!”

Blinking up at the man above you, it takes you a few beats to process his rambles. Scar. You knew that voice sounded familiar. You’ve never spoken more than a few words to one another, having been quickly introduced to him a few months ago in passing by BDubs. Since your last visit, his voice has been bopping around in your head, a calm, deep timbre that echoes whenever something is ‘amazing.’ His hair is longer than the last time you were here, and there’s now a light dusting of stubble across his jawline. Once tied around his neck, his scarf is slowly coming loose, falling into you. He thinks as he speaks, betrayed by how his eyes dart around the room as he thinks about what to say. By the time you open your mouth to respond to his prattling, he’s started again.

“...I walked in, and gosh, Impulse went all out with this design, it looks absolutely incredible, but I could do with five fewer lamps. It’s blinding in here!” He says, looking down at you with a ridiculous smile. He hasn’t yet seemed to notice that you’re pinned under him.

“...Well, I think you handled the lighting issue quite well.” You reply, turning your head to look at the crushed glass pile a few feet away.

“Yeah, I should probably fix that before Impulse notices.”

“Good call.”

Again, he’s in his own world, staring ahead at the pile, and you can practically see the cogs turning in his head as he contemplates how to recreate Impulse’s original designs.

“Y’know, it might be easier to clean all that up if you have help. Which I can do, providing I’m actually able to get up.” You smirk as you look up, waiting for the realization to kick in.

“Mhmm. Oh. Oh my gosh, I am so sorry! I didn’t realize! Oh my, I am an idiot.” Scar rambles again as he pushes himself up and away from you, stumbling to his feet. He brushes his coat off with his hands a few times and takes a few breaths before turning back toward you. You push yourself onto your elbows, smirking at his oddly adorable panic. You’ve never noticed how tall he is, having met for only a moment, but even from your prone position, you can see Scar easily towers over you by a few inches. He runs a hand through his hair, and his eyes widen as though he’s just had a thought. As you shift to sit up fully, his hand thrusts into your vision; an invitation.

You accept his hand and allow him to pull you from the ground.

“Thanks.” You say with a chuckle. “I was getting cold down there.”

“Of course, of course. Can’t have visitors taking up residence on the floor now, can we?” Scar asks with a tilt of his head. His voice is undeniably attractive, but he has a laid-back charm that adds so much to his demeanor. It’s like he’s not even putting forth effort; his charm is entwined with his very being.

“True, it’s pretty rude.” You admit,

“Oh. Yes, that too. I thought it would take up optimal floor space in shops, but hospitality is a better reason.”

You roll your eyes in his direction, a laugh playing on your lips.

“We can work around it. I’ll just tell everyone I was floored upon meeting you. Eh? Eh?!” You joke, raising and lowering your eyebrows obnoxiously. Scar’s face falls flat, and he shakes his head, looking forlorn.

“Wow. That was awful. Never mind, I think I have to let you take the fall for this one.” Scar says, gesturing to the pile of glass still covering the floor. “I can’t be around jokes this bad.” He dramatically moves for the door while you reach out to capture him by the wrist.

“Oh no, pretty boy, you’re not going anywhere!” You will yourself to hold eye contact with Scar, working hard not to notice the heat radiating from his wrist in your hand. “You broke it; you buy it. Or at least you break it; you haphazardly use Impulse’s own shop to reconstruct it.”

“Interesting argument. Go on.” Scar says.

“I mean, what Impulse doesn’t know can’t hurt him.” You offer. “He’s got all the supplies right here if you remember the setup. I’ll grab end rods for the base if you think you can reconstruct the designs.”

“Psh, can I reconstruct it?! This is child’s play! Silly little lamps cannot best the h0tGuY!” Scar brags, straightening his stance and posing.

“I mean, they did blind you.” You joke, sending him a pointed look.

“Yes, but look who is in a pile on the floor and who is still standing! Clearly, those lights were no match for a professional like me! Now grab those materials; time for me to save the day!”

You nod with a smile, turning to hurry back upstairs and grab everything Scar will need. Lucky for you both, Impulse restocked recently. You grab the required materials and hop back downstairs to find Scar disposing of the last broken glass into one of his shulkers.

“He might miss out on some diamonds, but he’ll never know who did it!” You say, depositing all the items onto the table. Scar chuckles as he begins reconstructing the lights, clearly remembering their exact configuration. It only takes him a moment to put them back together, and you both step back to take in the finished product before flipping the switches to illuminate the room. It’s as blinding as before, and Scar frowns as he watches you turn away, sensitive to the light. A moment later, you feel the light dim as the strain on your eyes lessens. Turning back toward Scar, you see him walking down the line of lamps, switching out every other ‘bulb’ with the pearlescent froglights he came for.

“There we go! Good on the eyes, wouldn’t you say?”

“You’re good on the eyes.” You mutter just as Scar drops his unused materials into his EnderChest.

“What was that?” Scar asks.

“Nothing, just said it’s great on the eyes, yep. Big improvement.”

Scar’s beaming smile could be a prominent feature of iLuminate. If it could be bottled and sold, it would easily rake in more diamonds than any shop in the district combined. You wonder in Impulse has a customer feedback form.

Scar turns away, hunching slightly to peer out one of the windows.

“We should get going, just in case someone drops in for some late-night shopping. You never know when Etho is around, peering behind things like some sorta ninja. He scared the life out of me the other day! Popped right out of a window in Scarland just as I was adding detail work. Who knows how long he was in there waiting in the dark.”

“Oh, I think he’s preoccupied. I’m pretty sure BDubs was eager to get me out of his base for a reason.” You respond, raising and lowering your brows again, this time in an entirely different context.

Scar gasps. “Do you think he and Etho are sneaking around? Like teenagers?!”

“Well, there are more masks in that base than I’ve ever seen BDubs wear, so unless he’s got a particular interest I don’t know about, I’m pretty sure he thinks he’s being sneaky, and Etho lets him believe it. Honestly, he’s terrible at it, but he’s trying.”

“Terrible at it but trying. Yeah, that basically sums up BDubs.” Scar says with a chuckle. Scar leads the way out of the shop, pulling the door open and holding it there. His positioning requires you to duck under his arm to exit, and you wait for him outside.

Making sure the doors to Impulse’s shop have fully closed, you stand with Scar silently for a few moments, eyes adjusting to the change in the light yet again. Outside, however, is lit to a much more acceptable level. Some shops still have lights on the inside; others are controlled only to turn on when someone enters. The shopping district has lanterns, garlands, and flickering colored lights that could only be the work of Redstone prowess.

“I suppose I should make my way back to Scarland soon.” Scar mutters, looking out over the shopping district. “There’s still a lot to decorate there. What are you up to for the rest of your evening?” He inquires, turning to meet your eye.

You scoff and shrug all at once. “Not sure, honestly! BDubs told me I had to go to the shop now; he was insistent, but now that I think about it, I don’t think I should rush back. I don’t want to accidentally interrupt, uh, whatever he and Etho may have planned.”

“Huh. That’s…huh.”

“What? Thinking about Etho and BDubs break your brain? Sorry for the visual.” You jest, bumping Scar’s arm with your own.

“No, no. Not that. Happy for them and whatever is going on there. I just find it interesting that BDubs insisted you come here now.”

“Really? Why?”

“He messaged me something similar. He couldn’t stop thinking about my B-tier lighting and wanted me to fix it right now and send him a photo.”

“Oh wow, he went straight for the B-tier insult, huh?”

“Yeah, that’s what motivated me to come by the froglights, I know he’s wrong, but I need to prove it to him.”

Scar trails off his words, looking back out over the shopping district. You can tell the cogs are turning again, and he’s thinking of something.

“You don’t think….” “He couldn’t have….” You both start in unison. Blushing you look away, shaking your head. This was all because of BDubs.

“He planned this, didn’t he?” You finally surmise, vocalizing your thoughts. “He told us both to be there at the same time for a reason.”

“It certainly seems that way.”

The quiet passes between you both yet again. There’s a snap from somewhere in the area, and you and Scar turn your heads in sync to spot the source. Nothing seems to be moving through the area, but you have a distinct feeling of unease, as though someone is just out of sight.

“Uh. Was that here before?”

Scar’s voice knocks you out of your concentration. As you turn to look in his direction, you see Scar staring up into the awning that covers you both. Finally, you can get a good look at his stubble, creeping down toward his neck. You can see a spot he missed when shaving and a small patch of red where he might have nicked himself this morning. His neck's elegant expanse makes your mouth dry as you look up to mirror his pose.

That mistletoe was not here when you arrived.

“That’s definitely new. I would have noticed on the way; I was looking everywhere for this place.”

“Not just me, then. There’s been a lot of pranks around here ever since you Empires folk came to visit, I’ve been dodging and weaving left and right, but this was not here when I walked in.” Scar agrees, lowing his head to catch your gaze.

“What should we do about it?” You ask, turning your head back to meet Scar. You wouldn’t be opposed to a cheeky kiss with the most handsome man on the server, but you usually don’t make a point of kissing people the first time you meet them.

Scar takes a breath, and the cogs turn again. He sighs, a small smile playing at the corners of his mouth.

“After all this business with the rift, I’m very hesitant to go against the wills of Grumbot or whatever entity set all this up.” He smiles fully, broad and cheerful. “I haven’t been the victim of kiss-based curses, but I don’t believe I want to test that.”

He shifts, facing you head-on, and moves into your personal space. You step forward in turn, practically pressed against the woolen pea coat he’s wearing.

“Sounds like something Xornoth would do, but I’m willing to risk it.”

“Who’s Xornoth?” Scar asks as his head dips closer to yours.

“I’ll tell you when you're older.” With that, you feel the press of Scar’s lips against yours. He’s smiling as he kisses you, light and soft. The kiss lasts only a few seconds before Scar pulls back, but his lips quickly find yours again. Not in a kiss, but in a small gesture of intimacy, brushing lightly against your top lip as if a promise of more to come.

Scar pulls back and straightens himself to his full height as he beams down at you. His cheeks are rosy, and you can't be sure whether it’s a side effect of the crisp winter air or the kiss you shared. You are confident that your face matches his either way, and you can feel the heat rising from within.

“Now, if BDubs potentially set this whole thing up, I think we should let him suffer a bit. Dilly-dally until he sits up, waiting for you to come home like a concerned parent.” Scar’s eyes twinkle with delight, and you can’t help but be drawn in. An idea pops into your head, and you hope your eyes express the mischief you’ve just thought up.

“I have his diamonds.”

Scar’s eyes light up like the Christmas tree you’d be so concerned about illuminating an hour ago.

“Well then, let’s spread holiday cheer and burn through those diamonds. Sand Daddy needs some glass. And Rockets,” Scar says with a laugh. “Moss O Menos could use a redesign too, don’t you think?”

The twinkle in Scar’s eyes returns at the possibility of prankage, and you hop on board.

“BDub’s always said Christmas is about helping the less fortunate.”

“Exactly! I can’t think of anyone more less fortunate than our kingmaker! Sick as a dog, he barely got to decorate for the holidays. What do you say we spend some of his money on supplies and leave him his own surprise? And if some of those supplies fall into our inventory, gosh, we must not have noticed!”

“Mhm, I agree. The shopping district is so laggy, too, don’t you think? Things lag into my inventory all the time around here!”

Scar tips his head back as he laughs, a loud, robust laugh that leaves you vibrating in your skin. The look he sends you when he regains his composure is so fond you’ll have to thank BDubs for everything later. But, like, much, much later. His head is already inflated enough, that little sneak!

Scar offers you his arm, and you slide yours around to accept.

“My dear, I think this is the beginning of something ah-may-zin, don’t you think?”

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“Okay, they’re headed down the path. I think we’re in the clear Etho!” BDubs shrieks from his spot, hidden amongst the shadows of Gigalogs. Dressed entirely in black with grease paint across his cheeks, BDubs looks more like he’s minutes from going into combat rather than curiously spying on his romantic set-up attempt. The infrared, night vision glasses are pushed up into his hair as he pulls down the hood of his moss jacket.

“Great news,” Etho responds, monotone. He’s hanging upside down from a log, legs secured and hair wild in the brisk winter breeze. His eyes are closed, and while BDubs is 95% sure Etho slept through most of their stakeout, he’s still pleased Etho agreed to come along for reconnaissance. “Can we go home now?”

“Etho, this was an important mission! We’ve completed our objective!” BDubs yells, voice cracking. “But yes, we can go home now. Sorry I dragged you out in the cold all night.”

Etho releases his hold on the tree and falls back perfectly, landing on his feet without a sound, crouching in front of Bdubs.

“It’s fine; this was important to you. Plus, you look cute in those ridiculous glasses. Now get up, and let’s go home and warm up if you know what I mean.” Etho winks in BDubs direction, grabbing the shorter man’s arm and lifting him to his feet.

“Oh, I think I do! Hot cocoa, coming right up!” BDubs beams up at Etho, joy etched across his face. Etho can’t help but laugh.

“Yeah, hot cocoa it is. Let’s head home, elf.” Etho chuckles to himself as BDubs runs ahead of him, skidding in place to turn and yell back to Etho.

“Elf!? Who you calling an elf you—AHHH!” BDubs screams as he falls into a bush below.

Etho sighs to himself. He better get two hot cocoas for this.

[fleetinggill]

[wormtime123]

out of context “mumbo wins the election and everything goes horribly wrong and pearl and gem walk in in the middle of it” AU doodles because i’ve spent the last 7 months descending into madness and maybe possibly writing 120k+ words for it. if anyone’s interested. anyways

[tubbytarchia]

I swear to god 99% of people watching WL forgot who won SL. Put some respect on his name

[wren-kitchens]

can't remember if I ever posted this to tumblr so have a silly little snippet from an au me and stiff came up with!

the premise is that every hermit is some kind of hybrid, but is worried about sharing this fact because they all think they're the only hybrid on hermitcraft. empires on the other hand immediately clocks them all as hybrids and assumes the fact they’re hiding it is some kind of lore

jimmy can’t help grinning as scar tries to get him to ‘accept himself’ for the fifth time this afternoon. man, these hermitcraft people are fantastic at sticking to the bit—jimmy knows he would have cracked up way before now if it was him.

“you gotta accept it as part of you!” scar is practically begging him as jimmy leads him to the tavern. “you’ll never get anywhere if you’re left hating something like that about you, tim!”

jimmy turns to look at him. he keeps throwing his hat in the air and catching it again—that’s allay behaviour if he’s ever seen it.

“scar,” jimmy says, dropping the ‘oh no i’m so tormented’ act for a moment. “you do know i’m not actually a toy, don’t you?”

scar blinks at him. “you- no, you are. aren’t you?”

“no!” jimmy laughs at the look on scar’s face. “i’m a cow, scar, have you seen me?”

“wait- but what’s all that about then!” scar exclaims, gesturing in the direction of stratos. “with the ‘little toy man’ and- and the revealing potion!”

“oh that’s just for fun!” jimmy grins. “none of it’s true: the ‘revealing potion’ just makes you short, and joel knows i’m not a toy.”

“gosh, you empires people are odd.” scar says. “why do something that’s not true?”

“well, first of all, it’s funny.” jimmy says. “and second of all, it makes for a cool story! you being human isn’t real, but it-“

“not human?” scar interrupts, looking nervous all of a sudden. “i don’t- I have no clue what you mean! ‘not human’,” scar laughs to himself, unconvincingly offhand. “ah, you never fail to amuse me, jimmy.”

jimmy blinks at him. “is that- do you guys-“ 

and something clicks. the shiftiness of tango, the wide-eyed gazes at their hybrid features that all the hermitcraftians had enacted, almost like-

almost like they didn’t know they were all hybrids.

jimmy suppresses a laugh. wow, okay. now that’s a story.

“scar, I know you’re an allay.” jimmy says. “or a vex? somewhere in between?”

“somewhere in between.” scar clarifies. “how- how did you know?”

“I hate to tell you, but you’re not very subtle about it.” jimmy grins. oh gosh, he’s going to have to tell everyone when he has the time. no wonder all the hermits looked so surprised to see them.

“not subt- how am I not subtle?” scar asks. “I do everything humans do!”

“you’re counting your fellow hermits as humans?” jimmy asks.

“well of course.” scar says. ah, that’s where he’s gone wrong, jimmy thinks. “sure, we’re all a little weird over there, but i’m the only hybrid. and no one has noticed yet, so i think i’m doing quite well actually.”

“must be ‘cause i’m used to hybrids then.” jimmy settles on, because whilst he doesn’t want to reveal the secrets of.. pretty much everyone except the guy in the doom outfit, he also really wants to see how this plays out.

“oh yes.” scar agrees quickly. “must be that.”

“now, I do believe I was showing you the saloon!” jimmy says, putting on his silly accent for the last word, and scar seems to register that he’s back in character.

“yeah, the saloon!” scar exclaims, ever the enthusiast.

as scar starts to ramble about how he doesn’t think you can be classified as a cowboy unless you have your own saloon (which jimmy agrees with wholeheartedly), jimmy smiles to himself as he anticipates the reactions of his server-mates when he breaks the news. 

.. and also he might be smiling at the way scar’s face lights up as he speaks. but that’s a matter for another time.

[dork-a-doodle]

Animal Talent!Scar and his trusty steed, Jellie the cat!

Also I wanted to infodump about the ConVex in this AU:

Fairies become Vexes when directly exposed to large amounts of corrupted magic which changes them both physically and mentally, making them vicious and blood thirsty

The process is reversible, but requires restraining the Vex which can be quite the challenge. And even when cured, the Vex magic will leave permanent changes to the fairy’s body, like lingering blue pigmentation, slightly sharpened teeth and altered wing shape

Neither Cub nor Scar will tell anyone how exactly they managed to expose themselves to enough corrupted magic to get turned into Vexes

But based on the faces they make when asked, it probably happened because they were doing something very, very stupid.

[yeahiamjustalittleguy]

can i request reader x hermits (seperate) ? like reader has a bunch of old scars and on a hot day they wear a tank top and expose all of their scars? completely okay if not AND TAKE CARE OF URSELF🫶

Okay, let me tell you, as someone with quite a visible scar on my face (I was a very courageous and dumb kid) and a few less visible ones on my hand, I get asked about it so so often and this request hits hard and I have decided to put my whole soul into it as headcanons. I've just picked a couple hermits I feel would have different reactions to it so here u go!

HEADCANON:

Grian

This boy is not going to mention it, like, at all

He has his own bad memories and sad backstory so he understands that you might not want to talk about it

The only reason he would ever talk about it would be if you ever showed any discomfort or insecurity about it

If you just never talked about it he wouldn’t either

Maybe at some point he would reassure you about yourself if you’re both deep in a relationship, but he would never explicitly mention the scars 

If you do mention them at all, it depends on how you approach it

He knows how to tell situations very well and I think he would still be careful about it

If you approach it humorously, like it doesn’t affect you then he will too

Maybe ask you where some of the bigger ones are from and expect you to tell him some good stories

If you get uncomfortable about them, or insecure he will reassure you

“I love you no matter what” or “I think they make you look cool”

He will always be supportive

Mumbo

He does try his best, but the moment he sees you he can’t help it

Shock on his face as he clearly looks you over

It’s clear he is concerned, and if you’re alone he will ask you about it

Stuff like if you’re okay, if you ever want to talk about it or if you need anything

If you reassure him you’re fine, he will totally dote on you after he is done being shocked

Will kiss your exposed scars and talk about how pretty or handsome you are to him

He will totally try to spend extra time with you, both because he learned a new thing about you that makes him love you even more but also because he is secretly making sure you’re totally okay

Even if you say you are, he would rather make sure

He will keep a little bit of a closer eye on everything you do and every little emotion you display just to keep himself sure you’re really okay

Either way he loves you how you are

Scar

This fool, this dumbass man

He cannot keep his mouth shut at all

He thinks communication is so much easier and better than having to just bottle things up or keep guessing what everyone else is thinking

So he just mentions it, asks where they’re from if you’re okay with him asking

He tries to guess it, if you’re not

The guesses will start out super detailed stories that are so far fetched as to ease you into it

“So this one is obviously from a wolf attack, where you managed to fight off 3 wolfs the size of the moon with nothing but your bare hands”

Then he will slowly try to reel it in and guess them more accurately

If one is sort of a piercing one, he will say you lost a duel in a bow fight

The one on your arm? That one is a cut from training your sword skills

He is just spitballing, trying to get it right

Either way he will pester you until you open up to him, he will not let it go

He thinks it’s so cool and really makes you look tough

Will ask you to protect him since you’re so strong

Will also definitely trace your scars whenever you are idle and he has the chance to

Even if you ask him not to, it just happens and he will laugh it off

He starts to slowly like them, the more he sees them

Every rare moment you show them, he slowly appreciates them more and more 

Really weird but he has favorites

He just loves them to be honest

It makes you so uniquely you

Etho

No matter what he will start out by making some sort of snarky little comment

“Did you fight your kitchen drawer and lose or something?”

It’s not mean spirited at all, it’s supposed to be humorous 

He just likes to approach things with lightheartedness and jokes 

He knows it might be a serious topic, but his objective is always to turn it into something fun or less serious to try and make you feel better about it

He won’t dote on you or reassure you like the others unless you open up about it

That doesn’t mean he doesn’t love you the way you are, his love is just more subtle like that

It’s small things you wouldn’t immediately notice about his reaction to it

Sometimes he will look at one of them and imagine the pain or maybe even accidentally imagine the person who might have given it to you

It’ll make him look at them with hatred, but it’s not directed at you even if it would seem that way

He’d make up little fantasies of revenge in his head to clear the thoughts

At this point you might even be the one who will have to reassure him that it’s no problem anymore, if it ever even was 

Bdubs

He will instantly be all over you, and no matter your approach he will be excited

Unless you just start straight up crying he won’t notice if you’re sad or insecure about them cause he is just so excited about seeing a different part of you

He’s the same as Scar where he wants to know where every little scar comes from

If it’s serious he will of course reassure you, but he will definitely also compliment them no matter what

He just think they suit you, and in the end Bdubs is sort of just a hopeless romantic

Anything that is a part of you, he loves it

Anything that is you is beautiful

Which in turn makes your scars beautiful too

He feels closer to you, looking at them because in the end it tells your story and your past, making him feel like he is closer to it 

It’s something he’s probably been sad about before, that not every inch of your life is tied together, that there are parts of you that he can’t be a part of which is before you met

But seeing the scars can help him understand that part, and sort of relate to you in a way that he finds very intimate

So of course he will pester you about them any given time they are on display

He does love them, just as much as he loves you

Pearl

She’s definitely the most careful out of all of them, at least out of the ones who want to approach the topic at all

As much as she is a rambunctious personality she is also an extremely caring thoughtful individual 

And as much as she doesn’t want to overstep her boundaries she also has to know you’re okay

So she approaches it very head on, but she picks her words very carefully

“I don’t know if you ever want to talk about it, but I’m willing to listen if you ever want to tell me anything about your scars.”

That’s all she ever says about it, and at that point it’s up to you to go to her about it

She wants to be as respectable to you about it as possible

She has the mindset that she doesn’t need to know if you don’t want her to know

As long as she’s sure you’re okay now, your past doesn’t matter to her

For what she thinks about them look wise, she does think they suit you

It’s not going to change how she thinks about you, knowing you have a few scars

And she has a couple herself so it doesn’t really matter

She still loves you

Tango

Tango is probably the one with the roughest reaction

He is pretty emotionally driven, and just seeing something like that on you genuinely breaks his heart

It’s almost like he is going through the pain you went through with every single scar at once

He’s almost just,,, getting teary eyed seeing you and you might get confused at the looks he is giving you as you see each other

You probably won’t understand exactly what is going on with him and he simply takes your hands in his and he stares at you before embracing you in a warm hug

He wants you to feel physically that he is there for you

“Where are these all from?”

You cannot get out of a heart to heart with this man, and even if it’s all from totally normal and uneventful encounters he still thinks it’s very serious

Even if it was not traumatic like, at all, just you at some point being in pain is awful to him

Just the few times you’ve gotten hurt while on the server with him has been awful for him so to know you’ve gone through pain that’s left scars is unbearable

He doesn’t like your scars, hands down I will just say it

He hates having a constant reminder that you experience pain because he wants nothing but happiness for you

Obviously it’s delusional to think you’d never experience anything bad, he knows that, but he still wants that to be the case so bad and having to see it every time just sucks for him

That’s not to say he doesn’t think you’re still beautiful, he does, he thinks you’re amazing

But he does just wish you’d never have to go through that 

Xisuma

Oh boy

His first thought, and I am sorry to admit this, would be how hot that is

He loves that type of thing, he can’t help it

This guy loves a man/woman with a story to tell, and scars to show

BUT that does not mean that the next thought isn’t slight worry

He’s been through it all, considering he is experienced with every kind of server and an admin who has had to consider all kinds of walks of life and he knows what some servers are like

That in itself has lead to him being very observant and mindful, and he also knows exactly how to handle it no matter what

He won’t ask, he will wait for you to come to him, if need be

If you do explain them, he will take it from there. Sad? He’s got just the right words to assure you that you’re both safe and that it changes nothing in his opinion of you (It does.. He finds it so hot)

Happy and uncaring? He is making the best jokes you’ve ever heard about it

There is no losing with this blessing of a man

[fallingstarsandthemoon]

CRK x MCYT AU: Life Series (playable) Gem Mermaids

Asks/Fanart is appreciated, make sure to give credit when using the designs/AU!

yk what that means. FISH.

Lizzy/LDshadowlady, (Berry Soda Cookie,) despite being an Ancient, also fills in the space of Sea Fairy Cookie. It was only fitting that I made the mermaids of tearcrown Life Series members. I didn’t know who to put as the rest of the gem mermaids, so have the main two. (And before y’all ask, Rubies and sapphires are pretty close as gems irl and can come in a variety of colors like green and yellow.)

More info/lore below the cut:

Scar, or Abyssal Ruby Cookie (formerly Gold Sapphire Cookie, the youth of the Gem Mermaids,) is the AU equivalent of Black Pearl Cookie, first the joy and light of the Tearcrown equivalent, now residing at the bottom of the Duskgloom Sea as its sovereign and destroying every ship that dares enter the territory. Despite his spiteful and sadistic nature, he still has a little bird friend that comes around every now and again…

Moon Pearl Cookie is the eldest Gem Mermaid, Matriarch, and General of the AU’s equivalent of Tearcrown. Despite her hard and strategic exterior, she has a kind heart more valuable than the very gem on her head and cares for the safety of every resident in Tearcrown. Her loyal dogfish Till is a huge help as well.

(Fun fact: Till is one of the only creature outside of the Duskgloom Sea allowed in or out, because he’s too small and fast and cute for Abyssal Ruby to kill and will bite him if AR even tries to attack him.)

The Almighty Sea has been deathly silent since the Dark Flour War. The very same timeframe where it all went wrong…

[imalazypandaaa]

Everyone put your hands together for the one! The only! GoodTimesWithScar!!

Scar isn't based off of anyone, he's just kinda the other security guard. He loves all of the animatronics in the Pizziaplex and all of the originals from other establishments (Sun is his favorite) and hates the S.T.A.F.F. bots! He is Grian's co-worker and Glitchtrap hates him. Mainly because he's getting way too close to the truth for William's liking. But honestly what does pee-paw weasel know anyway?

Again this art was created by @cinththewarlock my amazing best-friend so go give them a round of applause for making all of these models for me! Also Scar looks adorable!

(He totally doesn't get attacked by an endo first chapter-)

[senshisdaughter]

desert duo got monopoly of sand, im dead, straight up.

I got SO excited when grian got red sand hoping that scar had gotten sand, but WHAT ARE THE CHANCES, RIGHT? And them he says he got it on grians video

I wonder if he got it by chance or if he traded for it, and better yet I wonder if he notices that, most likely no

It took them only 2 years and some seasons, but they finally got that monopoly over sand even if not in the same universe

[lunar-writes-things]

Alright, alright. Hear me out. There is not enough boatem x reader on tumblr, so can we get a fic set in the SoB universe, like, a cute date night with all the babys? Or even like, a moment during season nine where boatem has to reassure the reader that they'll still love them even if they don't live in a big group anymore?

To make a wrong right

Pairing: Boatem X Reader

Summary: In which your preparation for a date is misinterpreted. 

Genre: Hurt/Comfort

Extra notes: ooooooo- MY BABIES!!!! I so missed writing for them!!! Enjoy!

Content warnings (If any): None 

WC: 1.6k

Season Nine was exhilarating for you.

Starting off the season with Your partners (That felt wonderful to say, even after three months in the void) and making a few small bases around Spawn that held you five together, often coming together in your home since Grian was already almost always there and so were you.

But soon, the blissfulness of spawn faded, and soon blueprints began to form. 

This season? You were a God

Your wings grew large, even without the elytra, and your eyes burned so white you had to wear a white wrap around them to prevent you from hurting your lovers. 

Even so, they loved you more and more, and you loved all the more.

This season you chose snowy mountains to build on. High in the clouds to create a Greek city with pantheons for each of the twelve main gods and goddesses, with the biggest one in the middle for you. 

It was a project of size you had never done before, but nonetheless, you were excited. Not everyone could say they built a city in the clouds. 

unfortunately, with huge projects comes huge consequences. 

Like not being able to spend time with your lovers. 

They and you still visited each other, but now the task was tedious. You lived far from your partners, and it hurt your heart not to see them as much as you used to, but you knew that once you finished the inside of this build, you would bring them up as soon as possible and make sure they had their fill of time together. 

However...That would be a long time from now... 

The Boatem crew met without their angel in Grian's base. It had been a few months since they'd seen you and Mumbo had just got back from his hibernation. 

"They aren't here..." Mumbo said and slumped down 

"Yeah..." Pearl hummed and looked out, worried. "Do you think they are okay?" 

"I'm sure they're fine," Impulse spoke up and pulled Pearl into his lap before pressing small kisses to her face "They've been really absorbed into that base of theirs. Barely listened to me when I invited them."

There was a moment of silence before Scar spoke up and asked, "Do you think... Do you think they may not love us anymore?" 

The silence thickened so much that they couldn't breathe. 

"Don't say that-" Grian said, voice hoarse and thick with tears "No- Y/n is just busy. We all know how she gets when it comes to their builds and we know why." 

"Agreed..." Mumbo trailed off 

Still, Scar's question echoed through their heads even as they cheered up and continued with Mumbo's welcome home party. 

So that night, as they were all curled into each other, attempting to sleep, Grian asked "Do... Do you really think that would be the case?"

"Could it possibly have happened because we're so far from them?" Pearl whispered 

"No, It couldn't be..." Impulse trailed off. "Could it?"

The group felt the doubt sink in, and it was suffocating. 

Meanwhile, You were curled up in your own bed outside, shivering underneath the thin blanket and beautiful start that seemed to be taunting you. 

You were cold and alone and missing your partners so deeply. 

It killed you to be so far away from them, and today Mumbo had come home, and you weren't there. 

You had realized it far too late to show up for the party the boatem crew had organized, and you felt horrible for leaving your partners high and dry...

Just like you have for the last past few months...

Your heart ached at the thought of them without you, but it's not like you could complain... you did this to yourself. 

Still, it broke your heart to be away from the people you love oh so much. 

The reason you were rushing this build as fast as possible. 

And next week, it will be worth it. 

All you had to finish was the roof and the interiors, and you would be done. 

And with those final touches, you could finally prepare for something you wanted to do all season. 

Propose. 

And you needed it to be perfect. The Pantheon needed to be finished and the rooms decorated, but soon you would marry the people who made you feel whole again. 

A week later, Grian walked out of his base to find a chest filled with flowers and a letter. 

Dear Grian, 

Come to my Megabase at 8 pm

I have something I would love to talk to you and the rest of Boatem about. 

Y/n's Harmony 

He re-read the thing multiple times before he looked up at Mumbo, who had just come out of his own base a few minutes ago in horror

It seemed as if they were thinking the same thing

"ARE YOU BREAKING UP WITH US?" Pearl cried as you stepped out of their base to see the woman looking up at you 

"What-?" You asked softly before the four men asked and looked desperately for Pearl until they saw her crying and froze 

"Oh, my love," You cooed, kneeling down to her level and wrapping an arm around her waist to hold her close, "Whatever made you think that?" 

But despite Pearl's sniffling, the silence was deafening, and You felt guilt absolutely crush your heart. 

"Did-" You looked up with horror in your eyes. "Did all of you think that?" 

There were hesitant nods, and tears filled your eyes

"We thought," Scar started softly, "We thought you didn't love us anymore, and we figured it was because we didn't live as close as we used to." 

"Oh, My sweet Vex," You whispered to Scar before looking at her lovers and softly saying, "My sweet Symphony, There will never be any reason for me to stop loving you. Not even death will allow me to stop loving you, for you are engraved in my soul, embedded into my heart and you are my sole reason for living." 

You open your free arm, and the other members come rushing in

You basked in their warmth, in their love. You smother them in small kisses and whisper apologies. You begged for their forgiveness for ever making them feel that way. For daring even to make them think you didn't love them.

Once they calmed down and moved into the living room of your home, they noticed it was fully finished. 

"When did you-" Impulse asked 

"Just before you all got here." You answered, "I was supposed to be more dressed up and clean, but you all came early." 

"Dressed up?" Mumbo asked, "For what?" 

Thats when you got embarrassed. 

"Well, first off, I was supposed to serenade you as you all came in," You admitted. "Then I was going to show you the awesome dinner I made, and then I had a surprise for you all." 

"A surprise?" Grian asked, and you flushed 

the rings you had planned to propose with are in your room, you had planned to stuff them in the kitchen after you cleaned up but you didn't have time to... 

welp- 

there was no time like the present. 

"Give me a second." You said and squirmed out of the cuddle pile before heading to your room and grabbing the five boxes with each of their respective boxes

Taking a deep breath, you walked out of your room and called to your lovers 

"Close your eyes for me?" 

There was a confused flurry of agreements, and you peeked out t see all f them had closed their eyes. You walked out with light steps and grabbed their hand as you gently placed each of their velvet boxes in them. 

Red for Grian

Yellow for Impulse

Dark Blue for Pearl

Black for Mumbo

and A light copper green for Scar.

Each colored box had a ring that matched them. Their signature color and personality in a ring you had made for them. 

So now, on one knee you cleared their throat and said "Open your eyes and the box." 

There were soft gasps, and you gave a soft smile. "My plan fell through quite a bit, but Overall, I'm glad I still had a chance to do this. So I ask the question, Will you marry me?" 

There was deafening silence before you were suddenly tackled by Impulse, who pressed kisses all over your face, beard scratching your skin as he nuzzled into you and whispered a million yeses 

"I, personally, would love to marry you, Y/n." Impulse said and pressed a long slow kiss to your lips that took your breath away 

With those words, it seems that it snapped whatever spell was on the rest of Boatem, and they all attacked you with hugs, Tears, and kisses with various versions of the same word

Yes

Your heart swelled as tears welled in your eyes as you kissed them back. Making sure they felt the love in your touch, you wanted to worship them like they had worshipped you early on in their relationship. 

The laughs and smiles of your partners were a beautiful symphony to your ears.

You loved your partners, and you were now able to spend the rest of your days with them. How wonderful.