Hermitcraft S8 Oneshots { Completed}

Tree Pain

{Hello Lovelies ,Wren here and we'll firstly I'd like to apologize ,I'll admit this is not my best work and this is long and I personally thinks it drags a bit , this is legit the first fic I've wrote in awhile ,so I'm a little rusty ,so please be patient with me ,the fics do get better ,some part of this fic I love ,some not so much

Requested by the lovely MiscDeo

Who wanted some scar and Grian ,content , and wanted some hurt/comfort ,and I made this more angsty then this should of been

Genre:Hurt/comfort

Ship?: Scar/Grian

Characters:Scar,Grian and Pearl(just at the end)

Warnings:Mentions of Perma death ,mentions of Evo, mentions of blood ,mentions of violence I guess, oh also brief mentions of shirtless Grian, but completely PG ! ,

Anwho hope ya lovelies have a good day /night ,bye for now <3
~Wk}

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Humming softly to himself, Grian watched as another tree fell, the petite male smiled softly as he gathered up the wood and sticks, and placed them in his  shulker box, with a slight pant Grian decided to take a slight break, he has been cutting down trees for a couple of hours, to be honest he doesn’t know why he insistent on doing this prank, but then he thinks about how Mumbo would react, and he can’t help but giggle with delight, and plus he gets to do this with pearl, it has been awhile since him and pearl have done a prank together, it’s been awhile since they’ve seen each other, ever since evo.

Sighing softly, the male stretches, groaning at the satisfying click he got, he hops off the shulker , and grabbing his axe, Grian gets back to work, chopping down tree after tree, he could feel exhaustion slowly creep into him , he could feel how weak he was getting from constantly chopping tree’s down and gathering all the resources up, the fact he hardly took breaks didn't help,due to the fact Grian was more preoccupied in his thoughts, he failed to hear the cracking noise coming from besides him.

Grian had no time to move , before an overwhelming weight was laying upon his chest, the male wheezed slightly, breath being knocked out of him, the winged male struggled and thrashed about, trying hard to push the giant trunk off his chest.

He could feel his chest constrict, it was already starting to get hard for him to breath, and his wings felt like they were getting crushed beneath him, ever time the male tried to move or lift the trunk off of him, all he could feel was pain, every move was cruciating for him, darkness was slowly creeping over him.

The male whimpered as he moved again, he wondered if anyone would find him, or if he’d just be left alone to die, he knew he’d respawn, but he also knows that’d be painful plus there always is a chance he may never respawn...he’s seen that glitch happen before, and frankly Grian is terrified if that's the case, whimpering softly once more, the winged male finally let his tears roll down his cheeks, he let soft whimpering roar, hopefully anyone nearby would hear his call.

It had been what seemed like hours since, Grian had been pinned under the trunk of the tree, the dragon hybrid was struggling to keep awake,  he could feel his eyelids drop now and then, and the pain in his chest was getting worse each moment he was stuck under this dam trunk, his breathing was getting even more labored each passing moment, he’s surprised he’s yet to cough up blood yet, but the sticking feeling on his chests and wings told him, he was luckily bleeding on the outside,
(well i wouldn’t call any type of bleeding lucky butcha know what i mean!), he was not sure how long he could last, he could feel himself grow weaker and weaker with each passing moment, finally contempt with his fate, Grian finally welcomed the darkness...the sound of distante rockets and a yell of his name.