Hermitcraft oneshots

.•⦁ Never be the same ⦁•.

Alternative title: Doc is protective
Genre?: irdk anymore
Notes/prompt/idea: Doc protects Grian (?)
Request: Hermit-of-fanfic
Ship: Gridoc if you want ig
TW: torture, blood, broken bones, swearing, abuse?
(tell me if I missed any?)

In all honesty, I have no clue if this good cause I wrote a bunch of this really late at night 🥲 but hope you like it.

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Grian rarely let people in on his secret weakness, in fear they would use it against him, but sometimes, there was an exception.

Mumbo, Doc and Impulse were these few exceptions. These three knew exactly what could break Grian using his bird brain.

Mumbo and Impulse used it when Grian was having a bad day, and he needed to relax, helping him get enough rest.

And Doc was always somehow there when things got bad.

But somehow captain Angry Eyes found out. Somehow he had found out that Grian had a weakness. A weakness for people touching his wings.

So this became his backup plan in case the hippie was being annoying.

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Grian sat next to his colorful van in the hippie camp, making even more colorful flower-crowns.

He had started to believe Doc and Scar had gone on vacation because he hadn't seen them around for a while. He even snuck into area 77 to check if they were there, and they weren't!

He found it odd, but he was happy he didn't need to worry about them and he continued his flower chain.

A bit later it was done, and he decided he needed to show Impulse his beautiful masterpiece. But Impulse was nowhere to be seen either, and when he looked for Renbob, he was also gone.

Grian flew around for a while and figured they were probably busy with their bases, and that he could probably go have a look at area 77 once more.

When he got there, a big canon aimed at hippie camp greeted him, scaring him half to death. Fearing his home would be leveled, he started tampering with the wires to undo some of the redstone.

Luckily he finished right on time, and he deactivated it. A second later, the canon tried shooting a piece of tnt toward the camp, but the piston failed, and the tnt stayed on the contraption, exploding the thing to bits.

A few minutes later, an angry captain came running out from a control booth, shouting curses and threats at the bird.

Grian was intimidated and he ran, but before he could get his wings open, the tall Scar lookalike grabbed them, keeping him on the ground.

Grian couldn't move his wings, and it scared him. This reminded him too much of Sam.
The same Sam that cut his tail feathers off in an experiment to see if they would regrow (Spoiler, they didn't).

Sam used to do this. Exactly this same thing.
He would grab Grian's wings and keep him there for as long as he saw fit.

Grian didn't know what to do, panicking internally, so he just sat in stunned silence as the captain mumbled and grumbled at him.

That was until the captain started dragging him to one of the biggest, darkest hangers and threw him roughly in a cell.

Grian landed on the cold floor rather painfully, scratching himself on the concrete as he came down. The room was pitch black, except for the light coming from the doorway.