Hermitcraft oneshots :)
!Requests are closed! (I haven't been writing a lot lately... :(
To be clear I have no idea what I'm doing T-T
Disclaimer:
Most chapters are Grian-centric. But there are chapters about other hermits :D
Alternative title: Lonely (I am so lonely *sad music*) Genre: angst/the tiniest bit of comfort Notes/prompt/idea: hi 👋 Request: Me, again 😅 Ship: Taurtis x Grian (tiniest little bit) TW: neglect, loneliness?, SH, sewerslide and sewerslidal ideation/thoughts (tell me if I missed any?)
I just wanted to say: wTF guys- hOW
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I just wanted to say a quick thank you <3 this is definitely more attention than I ever thought this would get XD
This is what you guys voted on :D I was sort of rooting for 'no' but it was expected that 'yes' would win. I do think it was a better ending so props to you guys! (Also easier to write I think, thank heavens)
Not proofread- expect autocorrect to have fricked stuff up- No more fluff- it was used up in the last chapter 🤷
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Grian just wanted some company.
Any company would be good, but he particularly just wanted someone to listen to his ranting and about all the cool new things he had figured out this week when building. He hadn't had a great day, and worried he might do something he regretted, so he figured talking about something he loved would help as a distraction.
He had found a new block palette he loved and a new way to make a lampshade. Then he revisited an old build style which tied in perfectly, and even finished half of his new building.
It was perfect to make conversation about, and that's what he needed. So he made up his mind to go and see if Mumbo was available, because he would usually just tell Mumbo all his new little facts, and he would laugh and ask great questions. Which Grian absolutely loved, so he was obviously the first choice.
But when he got to Mumbo's base, he couldn't find him anywhere. Not working on his sorting system, not working on a small farm, not in bed or anywhere. He just wasn't home.
So Grian checked the server list, and found that Mumbo was afk. Probably at his farming district collecting resources.
No matter, Grian would just head over to Scar. He was always fun to talk to about building tips!
But Scar was working on his base. He was super concentrated and barely glanced up as Grian landed a ways away. He just kept placing blocks, his tongue sticking out of his mouth ever so slightly with concentration.
"Hey, Scar!" Grian greeted as he walked up.
"Hiya, G-man." Still Scar didn't look up.
"Are you busy?" Grian asked as he teetered from his toes to his heels.
"Yeah, kind of... I need to finish this building before tonight because there's going to be a thunderstorm and I want to get some mob heads!" Scar explained as he finally stood up stretching his back.
