#scarian fanfiction

[arbitersart]

Burn Notice: Chapter 6 is now live! Read here. Grian sneaks into a factory acting as cover for a suspicious Callisto operation, and finds what he hopes is exactly what they need.

A Scarian spy au featuring: Spies & Secret Agents, Espionage, Saving the World, Car Chases, Morally Dubious Characters, Blood & Violence, Romance, enough pining to fill a forest, Platonic Relationships, Boatem Crew

[pluieasteroides]

help me choose a fic to write tomorrow at work!!

please just choose the option that interests/inspires you the most huehue i'll start writing the fic corresponding to the option tomorrow ^-^

[bluiex]

I got it done. First I want to say thx for liking the vex queen idea.

I would love to use the swap thing for the story. But I feel like I should ask permission, Just in case.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46719592/chapters/117664714

I hope you enjoy it and your day.

YEEEEEEESSSSS!! I'm screaming an shouting and reading this before getting out of bed for the day

(I'm sure you can use it! We got a untold policy here where all ideas are allowed to be taken and branched off of! Unless specifically said otherwise- and no one has yet.. But ty for asking <3 hopefully the Anon will respond)

[izzythedemigod]

I just found the funniest font ever

Like. What is this. Why is this. Who is the target audience of this?

[morickkk]

Base on the fanfic he made about his alter ego, HoTGuY LMAO

Episode : Cubfan Hermitcraft 9 episode 91

Timestamp : 11:09

Bonus :

[rosaacicularis]

“you want a mending book, right?” scar asked, head peeking barely above the water, the gills on his neck still submerged in the water.

“if i were to want anything, it would be a mending book, yes.” grian cast his fishing rod back out into the water, his voice was careful and hesitant.

“what if i told you i had one?” scar swam closer to grian, still keeping his distance but grian could feel the water shift from the movement.

“you’re not a mermaid,” grian said, eyes closing into a squint at scar. “you’re a siren, aren’t you?”

“i’ve been called many things,” scar dodged the question. he brought his hand out of the water, brushing shapes into the surface with his fingers. “siren has been one of them.”

“you’re trying to lure me,” grian phrased it like a question, a rising intonation at the end. he reeled his fishing rod back in, another salmon.

“that depends,” scar smirked, his eyes followed the movement of grian unhooking the fish and throwing back into the sea. “is it working?”

[pearl-and-co]

What I should be working on: My long fanfic that I haven't posted in a bit

What I'm working on: A self-indulgent Scarian one shot

[thatrandom0ne]

I keep seeing post fanart of fisherman grian and I just got the really fun desertduo/scarian fanfic idea that I would love someone to do with fisher man grian and mermaid scar PICTURE THIS grian is a fisher man who is constantly traveling around the world to find a mending book from fishing He just made it to a river that seemed to be basically abandoned, barely any fish, some trash in the waters, grian had no hope for this river but he still made a attempt After hours grian was about to leave, but that’s when he looked to the side and saw the mending book next to him and saw a bright forest green tail go back into the water Through out the next couple of days grian would go to the lake to fish whenever grian was about to leave he would end up seeing what he wanted next to him and the same tail going back into the water Unknowing to grian, a mermaid by the name of scar has been watching grian and basically studying the avian fisherman, scar was stuck in this lake after being in captivity most his life at a zoo and when he was so worn out and his tail damage the zoo abandoned him in this lake Before it was hell, barely any food, no one to talk to, gross water he had to live in, but now things started to get better, now that he had grian, even if grian didn’t really know him, he only knew the end of his tail

[arbitersart]

oh hey it's AIYCYE!scarian. anyway.

[nebulastarss]

I used to be scared of heights as a child, I got over it by reworking my brain. It's not the distance to the ground that's important, it's the distance to your ground. Maybe your ground is the swing your sitting on, the large playground equipment that's taller than you, the top of a slide. Maybe your ground is the top floor of an office, the seat of a commercial flight, the roof of a building.

So now imagine two characters, 1 being afraid of heights and 2 having wings. 1 is freaking out about the thought of being in the air before 2 reassures them, saying it's not the distance of the ground to be scared of. It's the distance to 2. 2 is their new ground. As long as 2 is right there, it's safe.

[tuiandkaea]

A little Scarian Wiled Life fic

GoodTimesWithScar was killed by eScargo.

“Scar no!” Grian yelled as he saw the message in chat. He felt tears fill in his eyes. “No no no! Why?! It killed him, he’s gone…he’s gone…” 

Jimmy’s alive. Scar’s dead. Grian thought.   

He felt the sadness leave him as anger replaced it. “Jimmy’s going out of this game by my hand. I told him I would.”

With Scar gone there was nothing to stop Grian, it was only Scar’s alliance that meant Grian couldn’t kill Jimmy or Lizzy. But now, Scar is gone, dead. Died to his snail, the snail that Grian had made, had spent time crafting to be killers. And it had killed the one person he didn’t want it to, the one person he had sworn to never kill again. Grian hadn't wanted another desert death, his death by Grian's hands.

Grian headed over to the Bam bunker, quietly, calmly, only one thought in his mind. Kill Jimmy.  

[writemeaway]

This au has me in a chokehold- I cant- help-

This is one of the very first scenes for “Worse Than a Love Square”! I’ve started working on the fic for it! Nothings been posted just yet as I have other works to finish first, but I thought it’d be fun to do a little preview!!! (I’m not a comic creator so it’s very rough but I love the scene and wanted to doodle it out!!!)

So here’s the first time Mumbo meets Hotguy and Cuteguy in person!!!! (The actual writing is below the cut!!! Please excuse any errors in it as it’s just the first draft lol)

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Chapter 1- Worse Than a Love Square

“Are you alright, Mister?” Hotguy asks as he places Mumbo down on the blessed ground in an alley to keep them from prying eyes.

Mumbo could kiss the disgusting concrete under his feet, he’s so grateful to be back down here. Getting grabbed off the street to be used as a body shield for a villain being shot at was unfair, in Mumbo’s unbiased opinion.

He was having a perfectly normal day too! He bought himself a tea (now discarded somewhere on the sidewalk he was stolen from), he was on time for work (key word was), he had everything ready to go. But now, he’s here. Being rescued by the vigilante duo of Hotguy and Cuteguy.

Cuteguy is nowhere to be seen at the moment, so for now, it was just Mumbo and Hotguy, who is looking at him with uncertainty.

“Sir?” Hotguy asks again, “Do I need to take you to a hospital?”

“No! No, of course not!” Mumbo blurted out, partially panicked. His heart is beating violently in his chest for reasons he unfortunately understands all too well.

He has a crush on Hotguy.

But honestly, who wouldn’t?! He’s Hotguy for Heaven’s sake!

One might even call him a superfan. Mumbo kept that hidden as best he could though, his friends had no idea how much Hotguy and CuteGuy merch he had. He has a very strict rule around his place that people are not allowed to come by unannounced, only so he has enough time to hide all of his merchandise away.

If he’s honest, he’s probably had a crush on Hotguy ever since his first calendar came out. By the grace of some otherworldly being, he managed to get his hands on one when they first went on sale. Once that baby arrived at his house, he may or may not have gone through the whole thing multiple times to admire all the photos. Mumbo’s favorite one just so happened to be on his birth month, a pretty shot of Hotguy sitting on the ledge of a building, the sunset in front of him as it settled below the city in brilliant shades of pink and orange and yellow.

Not to mention, there just so happened to be another photo of Hotguy shirtless. Which Mumbo could barely look at without becoming flustered.

“I- just a little dazed from being kidnapped is all!” Mumbo says quickly. It’s a partial lie, but Hotguy surely wouldn’t be able to tell.

“Do you have any friends or family I can take you to for support?” HotGuy asks next, his brows pitched in concern behind his visor.

“No- well I do- but I can take myself over to them!” Mumbo stuttered out, his brain kept screaming ‘ALERT! ALERT! SOUND THE ALARMS, INSANELY HOT PERSON WITHIN OUR PROXIMITY. EVERYBODY PANIC!!!!’ Which wasn’t very helpful at this moment.

HotGuy smiles at him, making Mumbo’s knees wobble dangerously, “if you’re sure… though I’d really hate to leave you alone after a traumatic experience.”

“HotGuy!” Another voice shouted, “where’s the-” CuteGuy came into view, catching sight of Mumbo and cutting himself off. He seemed relieved. “Oh, thank the Watchers.”

If Mumbo’s brain wasn’t screaming before, it certainly is now. ‘ALERT. EMERGENCY UPDATE. TWO EXTREMELY ATTRACTIVE MEN HAVE APPEARED IN FRONT OF US. THIS IS NOT A DRILL. DO NOT REMAIN CALM.’

Mumbo couldn’t even bring himself to speak at the moment, too caught up in staring at both HotGuy and CuteGuy side by side.

“Sir?” CuteGuy asks cautiously, gently taking Mumbo’s shoulder, when Mumbo doesn’t respond (due to the words dying in his throat) he asks towards HotGuy, “we can’t leave him like this, did he tell you about any friends or family we can take him to for support?”

“What do you think I was trying to do?” HotGuy replied, his tone light so as to not be taken seriously, “he keeps insisting that he’s fine but I don’t believe him either.”

Okay, he has to say something before these two take him to a hospital.

“I’m fine! Really!” He finally manages to blurt out, though his voice cracks and betrays his panic. “I can walk myself home! Or to my friends! Or to work! Goodbye now!”

Mumbo turned to walk away, but was faced with a wall directly behind him. Ah. I appear to be cornered. I forgot HotGuy brought me into an alley.

Slowly, he turns back around, his face burning as he recognizes both of the vigilantes trying to hold back laughter.

Mumbo cleared his throat, “I just need to uh- scoot past you if you don’t mind.” Embarrassingly, his voice cracked and shook, but by this point he’s determined to go to his work and sulk at his failure to leave a good impression on the only major crushes he’s ever had.

Mumbo ducks his head as he squeezes past them, quickly rushing headfirst into the light foot traffic of the sidewalk.

He mutters apologies for bumping into someone, but he keeps up the pace. Not slowing for a second as he made his way to work.

There’s no way he can skip out on working right now. He needs a distraction from this embarrassment. Besides, pretty much all of his friends are too busy to console him right now. Though he can probably complain to Tango or Impulse about it. Maybe even Cub if he’s not too busy.

——End——

That’s all I have for the chapter so far! Honestly it’s a pretty good start in my unbiased opinion (I’m very biased)

BUT AHHH I LOVE THIS AU SO MUCH I NEED TO EXPLODE

THANK YOU DDVAU FOR INSPIRING A NEW FANFIC IDEA FOR ME TO FOCUS ON

I HOPE OTHER PEOPLE LIKE THIS AS MUCH AS I DO BUT EVEN THEN IM WRITING THIS FOR ME AND WHOEVER LIKES IT TOO

[3-pots-of-soup]

TRYING TO FIND A FIC ON AO3

ok so there's this scarian fic that i read a while ago, and i dont remember much about it but i think it was a oneshot, the plot was the scar and grain are both really touch starved so they strike a (non-sexual) friends with benefits relationship with the promise not to fall in love but g falls hard (they make out on scars b-day at some point) and upon realizing it he tells scar who responds like 'i love u too technically i didnt fall in love cause i was in love with you before we made the deal' and then happily ever after

also it was set on hc not the life series, i wanna say s9

pls im begging on my knees what is this fic i cant find it

[peterfurisfluffy]

i need a GOOD desert duo angst fic. like i mean its borderline toxic. i need scar to be so in love with grian yet he hates him so much. even just seeing grian makes scar nauseous, dizzy, he feels ill but yet he just—cant stop loving him. scar knows grian will never love him the way scar does, but scar just cant find himself to care.

one day he wants grian dead. hates his guts. at night scar misses grian like his lungs miss oxygen. the next day hes clinging to grian. but only being around grian makes him ill and makes him hate him. its an endless cycle. hes with grian at night only to remember—grians done the same thing with another man.

[fernstnr]

you like the sound of these tropes?

There is a fanfiction in the works containing all of the above check it out 😼

[chipperchemical]

scarian number 2?

Grian/Scar - an accidental kiss

word count: 384

A/N: i really struggled to write this one, not sure why! a bit of simple peskytimes for you :)

prompt list is here!

⊱ ─── ⋅ʚ♡ɞ⋅ ─── ⊰

It was time for Grian's favourite past time: trying to land on Scar's shoulders from the sky.

It was a game of precision, of timing, and of his flight skills: three risks that Grian loved to gamble with. He swooped up in the sky, allowing the wind to carry his wings and bring him higher, soaring over the clouds and able to see the entire beautiful skyline of Hermitcraft. His trajectory swung and he aimed himself downwards, now flying above the tips of the great redwood trees, barely skimming their leaves.

Grian scanned the area but it wasn't hard to spot Scar: he was standing on the train platform, looking up at the station and considering something to himself. The perfect unsuspecting victim.

He flexed his wings and plummeted down to the ground, controlling his direction with a learned precision. As always, he was right on track to land squarely on Scar's shoulders. A smile grew on his face as he zoomed closer and closer, his angle perfect.

The smile dropped as he saw Scar turn around, now beginning to walk up the platform. Grian needed to change his speed but the wind had blown him forward so much and he was already so close- he couldn't move and he was heading right for Scar's face.

"SCAR!" Was all he managed to exclaim before colliding straight into the other, sending them both tumbling to the ground in a mess of wings and legs and bodies. Somewhere in the tussle, Grian felt Scar's face against his, then their lips against each other's -- which, while pleasant, was really the worst timing for it. Eventually, through the scrambling, they both came to a stop with Scar sprawled out on the floor and Grian laid on top of him, exhausted.

"Why did you move?!" Grian shouted, more disappointed that his plan had failed than anything else. Scar just laughed from under him, breathless and wheezy.

"Why are you trying to assault me from the skies??" He shot back through breaths.

"I just..! Ugh!" Grian groaned, burying his face into Scar's neck and fully relaxing his body. He could feel Scar's laughs from beneath him.

"You know, if you wanted to kiss me, you could've just asked." Scar hummed, earning himself a firm punch in the arm.