#grian limited life

[chip-the-dip]

Witherduo art

Here the line art :3

[mel-loly]

-It's not your impression, he really did it.

[herylonboard]

Rahh i did it!!

Meow meow @closet-thing

[arzzyxi]

★Grian being eepy

•that one episode in limited life when he got sick and was basically afk the entire time (my favourite episode to EVER exist)

•tnt in the background for... Obvious reasons..

[imjustagayfish]

The Bad Boys from Limited Life

[r3nrit]

Drew this last month literally right after session 7 I just kept forgetting to post it oops uhh here it is now thought !!! The saddest of boys

(Also ps he is wearing Jimmy’s jacket and chain along with Joel’s vest and gloves if you were wondering why it looked a little different than the mc skin he used :o] )

[fizzlingdrinks]

To continue to the stealing saga

In Lim life, Joel would often 'lose' his sunglasses. Etho would offer to help look for it (because Joel refused to get another pair). Both idiots unaware that Etho had them. Literally wearing it on the top of his head.

Usually someone else would tell them etho had them. And it doesn't matter how many times it happened. It. Kept. Happening.

They should be allowed to be dumb of ass together. Unhinged and silly <3

THE SMALLETHO STEALING SAGA CONTINUES

JOEL LONG HAIR WOOOOOO

(joel knows, hes not THAT dumb he just likes to hang out with etho and this is a good enough excuse :))

i absolutely HATED how i drew Joels face in the first drawing so let’s just ignore the fact that i covered it up:)

anyways SEND MORE ASKs!! (please? <3)

Also in an alternate universe where Grian doesn't really like Etho and Tango that much bc it "ruins" the bad boy dynamic (aka he doesn't want to share the other bad boys' attention with anyone else). He's still Grian but he's a clingy boy!

[insomniackel]

Old Grian fanart I did a while back and never posted it here

Bad boys bad boys, whatca gonna do when they come for youuuu

[themythicalgeek]

JIMMY IS FIRST OUT!!! AGAIN!!! FOR THE FOURTH TIME IN A ROW!!!

I literally just opened YouTube and saw a notification from Grian that says "Last Boy" and the only thing on my mind is "Oh Joel and Jimmy are dead." And then I paused for a second and it hit me like "WAIT JOEL AND JIMMY ARE DEAD???" And then soon after I'm recommended a video from Jimmy's channel that says "The Curse Continues" which basically confirms that he died first.

And I'm kinda dissapointed cuz I was genuinely rooting for Jimmy to not die first (maybe even win, but that one was a stretch). I mean it has been three times in a row, surely, SURELY, he would be allowed to break it just once! But Watchers got other plans I guess.

Anyways, anyone got any ideas on who's gonna win this time?

[mansa1212]

Anyways this guy's a menace love that for him

[drewpicturesani]

Your honour they are just so, so stupid- [image description: a digital illustration of the Bad Boys alliance from the Limited Life SMP Youtube series. The three men - Grian, Joel "SmallishBeans", and Jimmy "SolidarityGaming" are posing in a exaggerated 'cool' gang style. In the front, Joel is knelt on one knee, sticking his tongue out and holding his hand in the Rocker symbol. Behind him stands Grian, who is awkwardly holding one arm, unwilling to commit fully to the bit, and Jimmy, who is leaning confidently with his arms crossed. All three are wearing biker-inspired outfits, with Joel in a sleeveless biker jacket, Grian wearing a leather jacket over his red sweater, and Jimmy in a denim jacket. Behind them is large text that reads "Bad Boys" in capital letters. End ID]

[chip-the-dip]

A sad time for the last bad boy

I’m also working on this

And here’s an update date for the Fam

[mel-loly]

-The Bad Boys.

[trafficlighttriobracket]

Round 1

[endclover]

TRUST ISSUES - Grian x Reader

Warnings: Angsty (kind of), blood, wounds and injuries, wild animals (wolves), and of course death.

Note: This is based on The Life Series and can be read as part of any season. Grian has wings and Reader is allies with Cleo.

My first mcyt fic!! English isnt my first language so i'd appreciate if you stay kind ♡. Might make a part 2, most likely not though.

A small gasp escapes your mouth, the sting of the cold air coming in contact with your wounded thighs was slowly getting to you. Not only that, dusk was slowly creeping in and night in the mountains wasn’t a fun time.

“I’m serious! please just cooperate will ya’. I’m carrying you back home whether you like it or not.” Grian kept on insisting

“I told you I don’t want to!” You weren’t quite sure how to tell him, that your crippling anxiety and trust issues simply don’t trust him enough to not drop you a hundred miles up in the sky.

“Don’t tell me you’re scared of heights” He questioned in disbelief

“Am not” You defended

“Then why wont you just let me fly you home?”

“Its just-” You wanted to trust him. But after all that’s happened, you don’t think its possible anymore. And to put yourself in such a vulnerable place is asking for a death wish.

“Do you not trust me?”

Silence befell upon the two of you. Your heartbeat was racing, trying to supply your body with the blood it need that was constantly being loss due to the huge scratch that was causing you excruciating pain.

The whisper of the wind filled the surrounding area, along with the hum of leaves and snow. You looked at Grian in the eyes, and you knew he understood what your silence meant.

"Well then, I’ll be off to hunt." You said, putting on your boots

"Be back before night; they might be around. And try to only go after passive creatures, you know how wild animals can be" Cleo advised

"Alright, alright." You wave, making your way out the front door.

~

You were halfway up the mountain when you realized you'd forgotten to bring a shield.

"Oh well, already up here, might as well continue," you sighed.

Little did you know that letting that slip would cause a catastrophe.

~

You extended your arm to fire another arrow. You preferred to hunt from a distance, seeing as you haven’t got a shield to protect yourself. You reach to your waist, where the pouch containing all your arrows was, but to your surprise, there was none left. What an unlucky day you whine to yourself after coming to the conclusion you didn’t refill it the last time you foraged.

After getting over your mistake, you approach your now-dead target to get the resources you needed. You reach down to grab the miss-shot arrow by its side in case you might need it again, and as you do, lurking behind you was a pack of hungry wolves looking for their dinner.

In the snowy alp you were in, the song of the snow and occasional rustling of leaves is all there was to hear, so the low growl and sound of steps were definitely noticeable, but you weren’t able to react quick enough.

As you turn around to the woods, a wolf pounced on you. The wild animal’s claw dug into your thighs; it retracted its paw, making the scratch bigger than it already is almost reaching up to your knees.

You skillfully draw your sword, swinging it across the wolf’s chest giving you time to get back on your feet and retreat. But the rest of the wolves wouldn’t let you get away so easily.

As fast as you could, you ran to the woods to hide. You knew it’d be damn near impossible to make the wolves lose track of you because of their unmatched sense of smell, plus the trail of blood your leaving but you had to try. You can’t die a coward.

The rest of the pack swiftly chase after you, their large paws leaving prints on the ground, their claws and fangs ready to attack.

A smaller but faster wolf got to you, but after slashing it with your sword it backed-out. Soon after, the rest of the unfriendly gang retreated after discerning that you weren’t such an easy target.

You didn’t want to take any chances so you continued to run, the adrenaline in your blood was pumping making the wound barely noticeable but soon enough it started aching. the unbearable snowy terrain made it more and more difficult to run, and the possibility of running into another wild animal made you anxious. There was no decision or choice to be made, however. The only correct answer was to run.

~

After figuring you had gotten pretty far from the scene of injury, you stopped to catch your breath. Near a cliffside you took a seat, weapon still in- hand, just in case.

You heaved out a big sigh and closed your eyes for a while. Moments after, you regained a bit of energy and stood up, though your legs weren’t quite ready to walk. You turned your head to look back at the forest, where you saw a figure in the distance.

‘huh… didn’t know hallucinations were a side effect of wounds.' You whisper to yourself.

"Hey [reader]! "Is that you?" A familiar voiced called out. the figure now running towards you. Once again the adrenaline started kicking in. Surely, they aren’t here to kill you.

In the cruel game you were in, it was every player for themselves. Past friendships were barely taken into consideration and if they were, most of the time it would end in betrayal. With only a few hours left before you turn red, you too were starting to get desperate.

“What happened here? are you alright?” He said, wings drooped down. He tried to approach you further, taking small steps to where you were stood.

“No! don’t get any closer.” You step back, using your bad leg accidentally, causing you to whimper.

“It’s alright, I wont hurt you. I’m only here to help.” he claimed

You sneered to yourself. After all the deaths he directly and indirectly caused, it was quite reasonable for you to be wary of him. But your brief alliance and agreement during the start of this world made you ponder if he means the truth.

“Ah that looks bad; you’re losing too much blood.”

“Yeah, obviously.”

“Come on, I’ll fly you back.”

You were stunned by his words, and shocked at how much he thinks you trust him. For him to fly you home, to bring you up in the sky, hundreds above the ground, is basically giving him the opportunity to drop you and gain more for himself.

“I’d rather bleed to death, thank you.” you said in a monotone voice.

“I’m serious.”

You cant help but take a step back despite having a cliff behind you. “You have it wrong Grian, I am not afraid of heights, nor am I afraid of anything.”

“I am too.”

”Well, I think I’d rather have you be upset about heights than have you dead. So stay still because I’m carrying you back.” Grian said, moving forward and reaching over to grab hold of you.

“Then what’s all the fuss about?”

The moment you’ve been dreading, to tell him four simple words ‘I don’t trust you’. This game is one man for themself. No feelings or emotions have to be taken into consideration, and all relationships are out the door, yet you cant help but be disheartened to tell him the truth.

“Its- Its just…” You cant find the words, a thousand voices are speaking in your head yet the one you have doesn’t have anything to say.

“Do you not trust me?”

“…”

“If you stay here, you have zero chances of getting out alive. If you go with me, at least there’s still a slither of hope.”

“With the way you say it, you make sound so easy.”

“I just want to help. And to put justice to the agreement we made at the beginning”

You recall the start of this world, where all the worries of death are far, and alliances are being built. Now’s the complete opposite.

“Grian, this game is life or death. Trust is more rare than diamonds you should remember.” you murmur.

“And more valuable. I know with all the disasters and chaos I’ve caused, its hard to trust me. But just this once please let me help. After this, we owe each other nothing.”

You couldn’t keep up the facade you were putting on. You knew you needed help, and you were willing to trust him. ‘Just this once’ you promise yourself knowing damn well it won’t the last.

[caroline-bunny]

but i don't really mind it, though, i always liked the way you dance