#grian is a wingman

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So I was rereading Wings and his Wingman...and it made me remember that Scar likes to pair up/matchmake Grian and Mumbo 💀

[silveraro]

DDVAU-Vember Day 9- University

Grian told BigB and Mumbo he wants to do drag, BigB thinks its the best idea he's ever heard and Mumbo is wingmanning Grian accidentally. mumbo has no idea he's doing this, he's just like "my best mate is so good at it, he looks so pretty as Ariana. Did you know he makes all his own costumes!''

[primavera-weirdeggii]

Yall this is my favorite day so far. Get ready for @skizzlemanweek day 5!

Prompt 5: Stars/Hearts - Double Life AU!

(Also inspired by this art by @fence-time )

Gathered together in a large forest in a small/bordered world, fourteen people woke up.

As they woke up, they knew exactly where they were: another death game.

Skizz hovered above them on a cloud, watching as they wandered the world, looking for who they were destined to find: their soulmates.

And it was up to Skizz to pair them together.

As an Angel, Skizz had the unique ability to read people’s souls. Not explicitly, like words on a page, but rather implicitly, like palm reading.

He could read people’s souls, and he was tasked with pairing them up.

He had been mining in his single player world when two masked beings with elaborate wings appeared in front of him. Skizz recognized them as The Watchers.

Skizz had been participating in the Death Games for a while, but he wanted to take a break.

The watchers promised that he could skip the next round of the games, as long as he helped them in return.

And well, here he is.

Floating on a cloud over the server of Double Life.

He was only required to be there for the first day, to make sure that everyone found their partners and that nothing went wrong.

The watchers gave him free reign to pair up whoever he wanted, and Skizz did his best to make sure his friends would be in happy relationships.

He paired his best friend Impulse with Bdubs - because he knew, (from conversations behind closed doors,) that Impulse already had a thing for him, but was too shy to say anything.

Skizz didn’t pride himself on much, but he was one hell of a wingman!

For his buddy Tango, he had much less to go off of. He ended up choosing someone whose soul looked most compatible - Jimmy.

Grian and Scar had teamed up before, and their souls seemed like a decent match, so he figured, why not?

(The watchers seemed particularly happy when he paired Grian with Scar, for some reason.)

He had made sure to read each of his friends' souls carefully before selecting their partners. He wanted to make sure that they would be as happy as could be while on this server.

And after submitting all his choices to the watchers, they told him they would call him when the game began.

And here he is, watching his friends wake up, confused, with sudden knowledge in their heads that they had a soulmate, but with no idea of who.

Skizz decided to keep his eyes on Impulse, since he had the highest expectations for how he’d react to finding his soulmate.

Impulse broke away from the main group, going on a brief mining trip before returning to the surface.

Skizz grinned as he approached a nearby group of people. One of them just so happened to be Bdubs.

Skizz was way too high up to hear what they were saying, but he saw Impulse give Bdubs a shield, and then give one to Etho and Scar as well.

Skizz was nearly twitching with anticipation. At any moment now, someone could fall off a cliff or get punched, and then, boom! It’ll be raining hearts and their souls will be touched with love’s swift embrace.

Literally. It’s something only visible to an angel, but it’s true! When meeting one’s true love, their souls are tied together with an invisible thread of love!

Or, well, at least that’s what he’s heard. The other angels back home always told him that, but they also said it doesn’t happen for everyone. They also said the term “true love” is outdated, as people can have multiple true loves, or different types of true lovers.

The soul-embrace that occurs only signifies that the two people have high potential with each other, or have a high likelihood of getting along. The soul embrace can also happen between multiple people, from what he’s heard!

But, according to the Watchers, in this world people are limited to one soulmate, whom they will share their health with.

And the soul-bonds are temporary and will be removed immediately upon exit of this world.

Which is a bummer. But hey! At least he has the opportunity to create long-lasting friendships through means of a death game!

Skizz shook his head to get his thoughts back and focused his attention back to the group on the ground.

Scar had just come running from a cave, several arrows stuck in the end of his shield. He spoke with the others for a bit before Etho handed Impulse a sword, nudging him in the direction of the cave.

Impulse peered over the edge, clutching his shield and sword tight.

Then he toppled forward as Scar pushed him, arms pinwheeling as he fell into the cave.

Skizz watched a pain signal hit Impulse’s soul, then watched with wide eyes as it trailed along a thread that wasn’t there before, all the way to Bdubs.

Bdubs jumped as Impulse fell, turning around to yell at the person who pushed him, but stopped when he saw no one there.

He grabbed Etho's shoulder, presumably asking if he pushed him. Etho was too distracted by laughing at Impulse to notice.

Scar jumped in the cave after him, and Etho followed, leaving Bdubs behind looking very confused.

Skizz giggled as Bdubs followed behind them. He flopped down onto his stomach, kicking his feet behind him like a girl at a sleepover.

Now he only had to wait for Impulse to notice, and then sparks would fly!

A few minutes later, Scar left the cave with Bdubs, and for a moment Skizz was worried he’d missed the big moment. But when Impulse left with Etho, his soul was the same as when he’d entered, and Skizz knew he hadn’t missed his chance.

They reunited later in the day outside the pillager outpost. Everyone decided to attack the pillagers and rescue the allays, and Impulse and Bdubs were both part of the fight.

Skizz thought they had figured it out when Bdubs was getting shot, but Impulse just shared his food with Bdubs before continuing to fight the pillagers.

They ended up cooking mutton together, and Skizz simultaneously wanted to strangle Impulse out of frustration and hug him with excitement.

“Your soulmate is right there!” Skizz strained. “Cmon, why can’t you see it?”

At one point, Bdubs took damage directly in front of Impulse, and he still didn’t notice!

And Skizz could tell. He wouldn’t see the full effect of the soul-embrace unless both parties were aware of it.

So it’s not like Impulse was just pretending not to notice. He was just that oblivious.

Which Skizz really should’ve known by now. He’d seen how Bdubs acted around him without a soul bond and still couldn’t tell he was into him.

They followed Scar to the ravine to look for resources when Bdubs got hit by a skeleton.

Impulse shouted and grabbed his shoulder, whipping around to face the empty air behind him.

He looked confused for a moment before turning to look at Bdubs.

He had an arrow in his shoulder.

Bdubs ran past Impulse to kill a zombie that tried to sneak up on him, and Impulse stared as he passed.

The zombie hit Bdubs in the leg, and Impulse winced as he felt the hit as well.

Skizz was on the edge of his seat, watching as Impulse slowly walked up behind him.

As Bdubs slayed the zombie, he turned to face Impulse. The goofy grin he was wearing faltered as he looked at Impulse’s face.

Skizz frowned. He wished he could hear them, but he’d have to settle for reading lips.

“Bdubs,” Impulse said, “I think we’re soulmates.”

“Oh.” He said, jaw relaxed and stars in his eyes.

Skizz held his hands to his mouth. The anticipation was killing him!

Bdubs’ face broke out in a grin. “This is amazing!” He held out his hands. “This is us!”

Impulse smiled, taking Bdubs’ hands with his own. “This is us.”

A green thread slowly tied itself around their hearts as they linked hands. It circled around their arms before connecting at their conjoined hands.

Skizz watched in awe as the green light from their souls rippled outward from their chests like waves, each one taking the shape of a heart.

This is everything I’d ever imagined it’d be.

Impulse glanced up from their conjoined hands. “So. If we’re soulmates now, there’s something I should ask…”

Bdubs grinned even wider.

“I, um. Would you. Do you… are we, like… dating? Would you like to? Uh, date. I mean.”

Bdubs threw his head back with a cheer. “Finally! Yes, Impulse, I’d love to date you.”

Impulse ducked his head and grinned. “Great. So, now what do we-“

Impulse was cut off as Bdubs lifted his head and kissed him.

Skizz leaped up from his spot on the cloud and cheered. “Yeah, baby!” He gave himself a high five. “That’s what I’m talkin’ bout!”

The soul bond glowed a brighter green as they embraced, even long after the kiss ended.

They finally broke apart when Scar came up to them, loudly congratulating the cute couple.

They walked away side by side, already discussing plans for their shared house.

Skizz spent another moment celebrating to himself. He always knew he was a great wingman!

He might just stick around and see how the other soulmates will do!

This is gonna be a great game.

[yhs-x-reader]

🎀 Dating Samgladiator Headcanons 🎀

GN! Reader

︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶ ୨♡୧ ︶︶︶ ⊹ ︶︶︶

First of all, he’s a total loser. He has no relationship experience whatsoever, so from the absolute get go, he has no clue as to what to do.

But he tries! He tries really hard! He wants to be there for you no matter what, and he wants to make sure that you’re happy with him. He’s awkward and stumbles around, but it’s all he has, and he hopes that it’s enough.

But it’s not like he has nothing to go off of. Taurtis adores you two and thinks you guys are super cute, so he helps Sam out especially since he’s a lot more… popular, and overall sociable. Speaking of which, he actually helped Sam gain the confidence that he needed to ask you out. That’s why it was a lot more romantic than you would’ve expected, because Sam recruited his best friend to help him lol. He did NOT want to mess this up.

It was a cold afternoon and everyone was getting ready to leave for home, so while you were at your locker, you noticed something strange…

There was a love letter with some sort of bag of baby carrots. You thought that it was untrustworthy, especially since it had been sitting in your locker for gord knows how long, so you tossed the food way. But as for the note…

It was a pretty sweet poem, actually, if not vaguely cringey. “Roses are red, violets are blue, your eyes are…” and all that.

However, there wasn’t a name, but instead a meeting time and place: class 2B at 3:40.

So, with your phone on you (just in case this person was a creep) you went ahead and did what the note told you to. And after a few minutes, someone walked in…

Sam.

Now, Sam didn’t have the best reputation. He was known for being a loser, but he wasn’t a bad guy, and now that you saw him stuttering and trying to explain everything — you realized he was actually a bit cute.

The day ended with you kissing him to shut him up, and his expression coming alight with pride. He offered to walk you home, which you accepted. But as you both left the classroom, you spotted Taurtis hiding behind a potted plant with his phone out. He squealed in excitement for you two, inviting himself to walk with you and Sam.

To be fair though, he did live with Sam, so you couldn’t complain. Besides, he was a great friend and wingman, you had to admit.

After you and Sam became official, you, him, and Taurtis were an unstoppable trio. And sometimes, Grian and/or J would join the group.

Speaking of which, you found out that J was the one who broke into your locker to help Sam plant his love note. He apologized and offered to pay for your future wedding, but you had to tell him no (even though Sam seemed eager)

Overall, you’re happy to be with Sam, and he’s likely happier. He gets a little protective sometimes, but he tries not to be overbearing. He just wants what’s best, and he loves you.

[set-in-stardust]

it's done.

Wings and His Wingman is officially done. read the final chapter here

I said it in the notes on ao3, but I am SOOOOO done with this fic and I'm happy it's finally finished. I didn't want to leave it unfinished since so many people liked it, but I honestly lost interest and didn't want to work on it anymore for so long.

That's not to say I didn't like writing it or anything, I did for the most part! I've used w&w as a learning project to grow as a writer and evolve my own style, which I hope is a bit more apparent in that final chapter. I don't regret writing this fic for a second, I just don't want it to be my most known work :')

so go check out my other (way better) fic, veritatem dies aperit!!! I've plugged it a bunch of times because I am wayyyy more interested in it than i ever was in w&w, the writing is much better and well-thought-out, AND it's got mumscarian (but not a grian has two hands scenario. they're all together holding everyone's hands in a big, traumatized circle. okay) AAAAND cosmic horror and watcher lore <3 I know how much y'all love watchers

after VDA, I plan to work on a couple of original books! Please look out for those when I post about them! I'll always continue writing fanfic I'm sure, it'll just be more oneshots and less longer-form fics from here on out, since those take a LOT of effort and planning <333

love y'all, and thanks so much for the support on w&w! I hope to see some of you in my inbox soon!

[ask-fa-scar]

OOC //

am i gonna have to wingman for two grians at once

[e-to-the-v]

extra reminder this week :p

I feel like Scar is definitely Etho’s ultimate wingman. Like he was probably the first person to find out his brother had a huge crush on Joel. Then all of a sudden Joel gets invited to the castle (gee I wonder why), and Scar acts as the go-between then steps back to give them alone time. Like, he didn’t even bring Grian, that’s how much of a wingman he is.

And then he stays with his brother when Joel’s in a coma, even being there when he wakes up, like dude. You didn’t have to be there, but like I said, ultimate wingman. Etho definitely suffered day and night and Scar probably comforted him quite a bit.

Not sure about post coma Scar though

also I read the oneshot and all I have to say is ghhfgjufgjitfhjtcrujftuehlfrkhiftkulikii yes

Thank you! The oneshot was fun to write. I originally was going to make them break up, but the poll wanted them together lol

Scar does his best. It’s in the plan I have to write an Etho chapter, and yes scar is wingmaning all the way.

I’m so close to being done with this chapter. Like so close I promise. Like hopefully next week. It’s gotten long enough that the app I use doesn’t appreciate me writing more lol

[mochiwrites]

I'm one who would love a scarian centric crimes au. I loved your mumscarian in the first one but I'm a scarian fiend at heart and especially in this particular circumstance I think it would be really interesting. Would mumbo still become jealous? What changes about their dynamic? It will be super intriguing to read how it changes the subtle things.

:D !!!!!

the jealousy isn't a thing that would happen I think, even if we had kept it mumscarian. I had planned to do a total overhaul on mumbo and grian's dynamic Regardless in this rewrite, and I'm a lot happier with the results! :D but there will be interesting changes to the overall dynamic I think

I have this image in mind of mumbo being the guy who has to watch these two be terrible terrible piners and be So exasperated with the two of them. wingman mumbo in this kind of au is. such an endearing idea to me

[oh-snapperss]

tagged by @crash-hawk (i can't wait to annoy you irl in a week and a half>:D)

Rules: Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, and then post a little snippet or tell them something about it! Then tag as many people as you have WIPs.

alright listen i need everyone to close their eyes and pretend like i don't have as many as i do LMAOOO

1. plot machinations

2. mochi's scarian fics (thing 1 and thing 2)

3. birthday ethubs request

4. knights

5. grian wingman gone wrong

6. pearl and gem cooking wip

7. etho as cuteguy part two

8. the gardener

9. can you see me (extra scenes)

10. the rift conundrum

11. erm. domestic

12. fairytales

AHEM. anyways i have a NORMAL AMOUNT. everything is fine. totally under control!

i'm not tagging 12 people into this hell so if you see this take this as an invitation:)

[floef-likes-everything]

Wingman

Large summer writing project alert! Well, not really as I've been working on this for a while, but now I have the time to finish it. The prologue is under the cut, and the entire fic will be uploaded to my ao3 over time :D

Summary: Grian hasn’t left the Hermitcraft Server since he joined. There was no reason, as everything he’d knew before it was destroyed because of his own poor decisions. So when some of the Hermits convinced him to come and support them in this competition they were about to compete in, Grian didn’t expect his past to catch up to him so quickly.

He definitely didn’t expect to become the wingman of his presumed dead friend.

“Are you sure it’s a good idea to leave?” Mumbo was leaning on one of the various chest scattered around Grians mansion with a frown on his face. Grian, in the meantime, was gathering supplies for the short trip off the Hermitcraft Server.

“Why wouldn’t it be?” he asked in return. He had tried to hide the slight shake in his voice, the clear indication that he in fact was terrified of what he was about to do. He was however determined to go through with this crazy trip and Mumbo was not going to talk him out of it.

“Because you have no idea whether the Watchers are still after you,” Mumbo pressed. “I understand you need some space to get your creative fluids going again, but going off the Server might be a bit of a rash move.”

“Look, Mumbo, I really appreciate your concern,” Grian started as he lowered his backpack to look Mumbo straight in the eye. He really did and if this opportunity had arisen a few weeks ago he’d probably have listened to Mumbo. Grian started to feel burnt out on the gigantic project that was the mansion and he needed something else to do. He needed some new views and influences and when Ren had invited him to come watch him and some other Hermits in an event called the Championships he had agreed without giving it much thought.

“I’m going to be fine,” he continued. “Ren, Iskall, Cub and False are all going to be there, I’ll just watch whatever this Championship thing is and that will be it. I doubt the Watchers will take interest in an event like this. It sounds way to… chaotic for them.”

In fact, Grian had no idea whether or not the Watchers would enjoy something like this. They might as well do, but he didn’t want to think or worry about it. The Watchers rather disliked the chaos of larger Servers, they wanted everything to go according to their own plans. It was easy to influence a group of about ten Players, but much more than that would become unmanageable. If Grian remembered correctly from what Ren had told him, the event had 40 participants and a lot more Players who would watch.

“If you say so…” Mumbo mumbled, though he didn’t sound very reassured. Grian had of course offered that he could go with him, but Mumbo had kindly denied that offer. He didn’t do well in crowds, he’d said.

“I do,” Grian said as he put his sword and axe away in his enderchest. He imagined that the organizers of the event wouldn’t appreciate it if spectators took weapons with them. “I’ll be fine, Mumbo, really. It’s been over two years now, they’ve found something else to spend their time on. They don’t have the patience to still want to go after me, they’ve dropped the subject.”

“You can’t know that for sure,” Mumbo tried once again. Whenever they had a conversation about the Watchers and Grian possibly leaving the Server, he would act like this. Sure, those conversations had only happened over the last couple of weeks but they had gotten more and more frequent.

“I – if they really wanted me, they would’ve come for me,” Grian said with confidence. “They are able to pass Xisuma’s defenses if they wanted to, trust me. But they haven’t, so I’m not interesting enough for them anymore.”

If the Watchers still wanted him, they would’ve come for him months ago. He knew Xisuma’s defenses on this particular Server were one of the best but he had never personally dealt with Watchers before, not that Grian knew of at least. He was surprised that Xisuma knew of them at all when he finally opened up about his past to him, but he had never experienced them like Grian and his friends had.

“And if you don’t mind, I really should go now otherwise the gang will leave without me,” Grian said as he stuffed an extra stack of golden carrots in his inventory. He wasn’t sure if he would be provided with snacks during the watch along of this event so he wanted to come prepared. “I’ll be back before you know it, Ren said it’ll only take about two hours or something and I don’t plan to stay for the party afterwards. It’s not as if I know anybody there. I just want to… get out for a bit, alright?”

“Yeah, sure,” Mumbo said but he still didn’t seem happy about any of this. Grian felt selfish for leaving Mumbo behind, but sometimes he felt like he had to be. Mumbo only wanted to protect him, but this mansion and project were killing him.

“Great,” Grian pulled a smile on his face and unfurled his colorful wings. “In the slim chance that I don’t return, you’ll finish the back of the mansion for me, right?”

Before Mumbo could throw an insult at his face, Grian beat his wings to propel himself up into the air and away. It was a short flight back to the shopping district and it was a quiet one. The sun was already descending and the view he got of the middle island of the Server was wonderful. A shopping district was forming slowly but surely and Grian doubted if the mycelium island was even big enough. Hermitcraft was their life, tucked away in an almost invisible part of the universe. Every Hermit was the same in a way, yet so different. Everybody had found this group running away from something or searching for refugee and most didn’t leave after. They were a found family, though sometimes a bit of a dysfunctional one.

Four Hermits in similar green outfits were waiting for Grian near the central Nether Portal of the shopping district. Cub pointed as Grian came into view from behind one of the larger shops. Grian landed gracefully and tucked his wings behind his back before joining his friends.

“G-Man, are you ready for the best event in your lifetime?” Ren started, dramatic as ever, before Grian could even greet him. “You are going to want to join our team next time, I’m sure of it!”

“Good evening to you as well,” Grian said with a grin. “I just have to wait and see, I guess. You have to impress me by winning.”

“Well, I don’t know about that,” False said with a short laugh. “Players from all over participate in this Event, it’s quite the show-off of power to be fair. Some can get real sweaty over winning. Plus, we bring two newbies, so don’t expect us to win that easily.”

“Hey, Cub and I aren’t that terrible,” Iskall immediately said in a slightly offended tone. “We’ll show these people what we Hermits can do.”

“Hmm, yeah, just wait and see buddy,” was the answer from False, who didn’t sound to confident. “Are we ready to go?”

[floef-likes-minecraft]

The big fanfic catalog TM

Most of my fanfics are on my Ao3 but as the number is fics is growing I thought I'd give a nice summary on some of the favourites I wrote so here you go do with this what you want :)

Also, everything is tagged with #floef writes

Hermitcraft

Worldeater - What if the moon never crashed on Hermitcraft Season 8 but something much worse caused its demise. (100k+ words, finished)

Washed Up - Gem reveals there is a reason why it's so easy for her to beat Etho in PvP. (a collection of shorter fics around 3k words each)

Mail Buddies - The installation of all the mailboxes and the mail system is nearing it's completion and Pearl, Tango and Etho meet up in the Post Office (OR, the three of them just have a wholesome little conversation)

A Sign of Trust and Friendship - Gem notices something is off about Grian, but luckily it's something that can be fixed with a little trust and friendship. (wholesome levels: 100)

Empires

Everything is fine - Everything is always fine in Mezelea, even after large explosions. (chapter 2 of a story with various Empires SMP ficlets, but I like this one the best)

Life Series

Ranchers - A 10k word series about my beloved Ranchers, and something about a Warden being on the loose.

Fly Little Canary - Where Jimmy won Limited Life and finds himself with a pair of actual wings. (there be angst here, watch out)

MCC / Evo

Wingman - Grian becomes the wingman of a friend he'd believed to be dead for years. (100k+ words, finished with like a quarter of a second part posted but I'll likely never finish it because... well, problamatic cc's were supposed to be important to the plot lol)

[askmstau]

Grian did you know that Jimmy has actually been like talking with Scar out of costume for like a month or two? While also not realizing that Scar is Hotguy? (I'm also pretty sure Scar hasn't realized that Jimmy is Canary lol)

"Really?? Good lord they need to get their stuff together! I might have to play wingman! And I though Tim alone was bad!"

[nix-writes-mcyt]

Hello. I would like to request Mumbo Jumbo x reader where Mumbo is trying to flirt but he's really awkward and Grian is just laughing in the distance.

I love this idea. I hope I managed to bring that energy to this fic.

Set Up

Oneshot Contains: Flirting, Falling in a hole --------------------------------------------

You knock on the door, waiting patiently for an answer. Coming over to see Mumbo hadn't been on your list of things to do today, but when you left your house and saw the sign reading I have something important to tell you, come over asap - Mumbo Well, you knew then villager trading would have to wait.

The trip wasn't long, at least not now. A couple of days ago the journey would have been a nightmare, luckily you've snagged an elytra since then.

The door opens, and you come face to face with an awfully surprised Mumbo. "Hey- uhh.. did you need something?" Mumbo asks.

His confusion leads to your confusion. "I, you wanted to see me?" You ask. "I do? Well, I mean I do, I always do, but I didn't- Wait, why are you here?"

"You left a sign outside my house." You state. Mumbo's expression becomes even more confused. "I didn't leave a sign at your house." "Oh, well there was definitely a sign." You fold your arms over one another.

"I believe you, anyway, since you're here we might as well do something." "Like what?" You ask him. Mumbo furrows his eyebrows. "I didn't think that far ahead."

He laughs nervously. "Well what were you doing before I got here, we can start there." Mumbo nods, walking with you to the back of his house. "Before you got here I was just working on a new room. It's not finished yet, it has a main entrance and a ground entrance so just-"

Mumbo is cut off, you don't even realise what's happened. You push yourself up slightly, rolling over so you're laid on your back. Mumbo is peering down into the shallow hole, face red from embarrassment. "I was going to say watch your step, but it's a little late for that." He chuckles, rubbing the back of his neck.

"That would have been helpful to know before I fell." You laugh. Mumbo crouches down, stretching out his hand. You sit up, taking a hold of him and allowing him to pull you up and help you out of the hole.

"You know," he smirks once you're out, "You didn't have to literally fall for me." You stare at him, face going redder than you're sure it already was after your tumble.

His smirk turns into a smug look as he steps around the hole, pulling you with him and toward his build. All you can think about is what he said, does he know you like him? Surely not. It's not that obvious. Maybe.

"So, this is the entrance. The official one. This door is one of a kind." He presses the button, and it opens up. It really is a lovely mechanic.

"The most beautiful thing I've ever seen." He says. You turn to look at him, you want to see the look of awe on his face. You do see that, although it's not aimed in the direction of the door. Instead he looks at you.

Your face heats up once again, his cheeks also gain a light pink colour. He says nothing more about it, instead changing his attention and guiding you through into the build.

You follow beside him, listening to each explanation. He explains each design detail with such passion, something that strikes you as odd for someone who will tell you they're not a builder. He's thought of everything, no batter how big or small the build is fully thought and and has been brought to life.

"I'm proud of it." He smiles, turning to you for your opinion. "You should be, it's really nice." His smile grows with your words, "It is, I'm chuffed to bits with how it turned out. Even more so now I know that you like it even half as much as I like you." He winks.

Your cheeks heat up again. This isn't any kind of coincidence at this point. "Mumbo?" he hums to let you know he's paying attention. "Are you flirting with me?"

"Me? Flirting." He laughs, suddenly turning deadly serious. "Is it a bad thing if I am?" "No, no, not at all. It's welcome, from you I mean, if it was anyone else I wouldn't, you know-" Your words are all mumble jumbled, none of them seem to want to come out.

"I know." He grins. "So, since you've clocked my likely less than subtle hinting, uhh. Well, it'd be rude of me to not ask you on a date now." "Name a date and a time and it'll happen." "Tomorrow, at 6." "Done and done." Mumbo smiles. You do too.

"I'll let you finish things of here then, since you're going to be busy fr part of tomorrow." Mumbo nods. "Good idea, I'll see you tomorrow then." "See you tomorrow, Mumbo." You lean over, placing a gentle kiss on Mumbo's cheek.

You watch as his smile grows, waving as you walk out the same way you came in. Once he's out of sight you take off in the direction of your house, feeling completely untouchable. You feel weightless as you soar through the air, landing perfectly out front of your house.

"Good show." You spin on your heel, eyes meeting Grian's. He walks toward you, clapping. "What are you on about, G?" Your invincible feeling fades as he comes to stand before you.

He takes out his axe, lifting it high above his head. But it doesn't come toward you. Instead it hits the sign beside you, shattering it. Grian picks it up.

"Well, I wasn't expecting you to actually go. Or Mumbo to be so forward. Or you to come out of it with a date tomorrow." He has an incredibly smug smirk plastered on his face, crossing his arms and leaning against your custom tree.

"You wrote that sign!" He nods. "Sure did." Grian grins. "You're not allowed to complain. You got what you want, Mumbo got what he wants, I get what I want." "And what do you want?" He pushes himself away from the tree.

"For my two best friends to stop dancing around each other and get together already." You can feel your cheeks heating up for the.. well at this point you've lost count of how many times it's been. "Thanks Grian." You smile.

"You're welcome. I'm glad to have been the wingman." He smirks, firing more rockets than anyone has ever needed and taking off. You watch as he disappears, shaking your head. Grian is something else entirely. But hey, he did get you a date with Mumbo.

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Holds out @bruhman745 ‘s fic Wings and His Wingman again with shaking hands… this has become my new brainrot, so pls have this scene from the most recent chapter!

[cabbagetwunk]

RETURN OF TANKTOP GRIAN!!

some procrastination warmup doodles! the last one is based off @bruhman745 's fic :)

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So I've fallen in love with @bruhman745's Fic Wings and His Wingman and when in the latest chapter they say grian wears a tank top. It brought back cursed band kid memories when the guys would basically ponytail a thin strip of shit in the front to better show off their titts and would have no sides on the shirt. Basically i did that but backwards on grian.