hermitcraft onshots | ART CREDiT goes to @cocoabats on twitter/X!

{Wholesome Or Lonesome, Grain?} ✨🌖

Episode for Referance: none

Characters Involved : Scar, Grian

TW : Romance? cuddling? implying sexual themes (not really but just in case <3)

By the waaay~ this story is kinda old ngl (i started writing it around july 25th-ish 0-0) anyway it may be garbage or it may not, I'm biased to myself so idk but lets go.

By the way pt.2 if you haven't read the head canons (i dont blame you its really long and hard to remember even if u do) Scar is part cat (ears and a tail) and Grian part parrot (feathery ears and wings that don't work)

By the way pt.3 this is kinda part Scarian and part flangst (a lil bit of angst towards the end and mostly fluff)

AUTHORS NOTE: updated publishing just for spelling mistakes (any future updates are also for spelling mistakes <3)

[--------------------]

[N/A POV]

Grian was getting bored, till his next build of course. I mean how does one clear boredom other than harmless pranks on his best bud of the server?

This prank only involved sleeping hermits, because in this hermitcraft sleeping doesn't clear the night but it does give the same effect as sleeping in real life, no remembering of the night, hence enough time for Grian's prank but an instant effect for the receiver.

Said prank involved waiting for any hermit to sleep and creeping into bed with them, lying wait and just going with whatever their reaction is! They think its someone else and their eye sight is foggy? Play as if you are that person. They freak out? You freak them out more! Though what he didn't really expect, well, you'll just have to wait and see.

[--------------------]

[Grian POV, 3rd person]

Target : Scar

Scar was asleep in the balcony bead within the conducters quarters of his train, slightly tucked inward, his back to the window and his left arm curled outwards, palm upwards. Grian couldn't help but look at him in such an adoring way, he was huddled towards himself like a cat would for warmth. He was already up the ladder, but had to be careful walking around, incase anything creaked particularily loudly.

Scar's train was all Grian had for entertainment till Scar woke up, so he studied it well for the while before he got into Scar's bed. The mechanism infront of Scar's conductor chair was hand crafted, maybe slightly rickety and wonky if anything, but it was hand crafted, with love and care. The many clocks and dials that were placed upon the pipes and bars dazzled him. The parrot man was attracted to shiny things, and couldn't help but let his gaze linger at the glints of early moonlight that caught the class of the many parts. He snapped back a little from his enthralled trance and continued with his mission.

Grian slunk past the chests and towards Scar. He flipped down a trapdoor that adorned his bed, clambering over the feline mans body, sleeping, from under his semi-thin white blankets. As Grian placed a second white bed next to Scar's, the two sheets merging into one, as Minecraft does. He slid beneath the sheets and rested his head on Scar's open palm.

It was freezing cold, unlike Grian's face. Scar let out a slight shudder as the sudden heat was placed upon him. A slight smile was brought to both the men's faces, a silent moment of happiness, hope, friendship and maybe something more, before a shock rose to Grian. He was very well nearly stunned still when he thought Scar had awakened.

"Hmmm, parottt mnn.." He mumbled through closed lips and semi gritted teeth. Scar's thumb gently stroked Grians cheek. The heat upon the parrot man's face was unmeasurable, hues of peachy pinks and reds co-mingled and twisted across him, the shock flitted to something else that he couldn't yet quite place. He nudged in closer to Scar, simply enjoying his presence. Right now for all he could tell his plan- I mean prank, had gone perfectly well.