art isn't mine Scar was the picture of simplicity. He loved his two cats, had a passion for technology, and found fulfillment in teaching others. By day, he was an unassuming man with a knack for gadgets and a soft heart. But by night, he became Hot Guy-a no-nonsense vigilante bringing criminals to justice. Fearless and relentless, he fought his way through the city's darkest corners, ensuring every villain ended up behind bars. With a strict code and unshakable focus, Hot Guy was the city's unofficial protector. Grian, however, lived a life of constant upheaval. Jobs slipped through his fingers, and no city ever felt like home. His mistrust of others kept him on the move, and the fear that haunted him turned his interactions cold. But in the shadows, Grian became someone else: Cute Guy. Sassy, flirtatious, and sharp-tongued, Cute Guy was a wildcard, not an official hero but an informant who danced on the edge of the law. He loved to toy with those who crossed his path, using charm and wit to manipulate the underworld. Though never committed to the hero's cause, Cute Guy always knew how to get what he wanted. When Hot Guy is suddenly compromised-captured and incapacitated-chaos descends on the city. Without its hero, the streets become overrun with criminals, more dangerous than ever. But Cute Guy, despite his reputation for keeping things light, knows there's more at stake. The one person he'd never admit to caring for was in danger, and that pushed Cute Guy into action. Armed with his cleverness, a network of contacts, and his talent for turning enemies into unwitting allies, he infiltrates the criminal underworld to find Hot Guy. As the clock ticks, Cute Guy faces a world he's only flirted with from the sidelines. No longer just an observer, Grian is thrust into the role of an unlikely savior. The sassy flirt has to become a hero in his own right, proving that sometimes, the best way to fight isn't with fists-but with finesse.

A Hermitcraft Hero AU where healer Grian is caught between villains, heroes, Mumbo's overprotective instincts, and far too many cats. ------- Grian shifted on his feet, uncomfortable under the weight of the villain's gaze. They both knew the question hanging between them. Why is a healer here? Healers weren't allowed to live quietly. They were accounted for. Watched. Used. Not serving coffee in a cat café. When Phantom spoke again, his voice was steady in a way it hadn't been before. "I'm in your debt."

Scar, a 19-year-old trainee cop, chases a suspect from a bank robbery through a narrow alley late at night. The criminal-who looks disturbingly close to Scar's own age-takes a sharp corner and vanishes without explanation, leaving Scar unsettled. The disappearance feels wrong, especially given rumors that the Yakuza have begun moving into the area, dangerously close to schools and young adults. Dispatch radios Scar, clearly relieved to hear he's alive, and orders him back to the station. His partner, Cub, picks him up, teasing him gently during the quiet drive as Scar sulks over losing the suspect. Upon arriving at the station, Scar expects to be yelled at-but instead, he's met with pitying looks from other officers, which only deepens his anxiety. Scar and Cub are called into their boss's office, where they're informed of a covert assignment. The department needs someone young enough to go undercover at a local college, and Scar is the only agent who fits. The boss reveals the target: Grian, a tired-looking 19-year-old suspected to be the son of a Yakuza family head. Scar's role will be to pose as a college student and become Grian's roommate. Cub protests, calling the plan reckless and unfair given Scar's age and inexperience. In response, the boss explains why Grian is so important: his presence coincides with unexplained failures in Yakuza operations. The department believes Grian is either being unknowingly used-or quietly sabotaging the organization from within. Either way, he's a critical variable. The mission hinges on one thing above all else: Grian has to trust Scar. And Scar realizes that this assignment isn't just dangerous-it may be tied to the mysterious criminal who vanished in the alley, and it will test everything he thinks he knows about justice, loyalty, and himself.

The Hermits shared a bond of trust and camaraderie, but there was one thing that had remained a mystery-Xisuma's appearance beneath his ever-present space suit. He had never once removed his helmet or armor in front of anyone. The curiosity surrounding it grew over time, with whispers of what lay under the suit. No one was more intrigued, or concerned, than Keralis. Keralis had always been the observant one, noticing the subtle signs that something wasn't quite right. Xisuma's movements were stiff, and the suit, though impressive, looked increasingly worn. The helmet, especially, appeared to be in desperate need of repairs, and the weight of the armor surely took a toll on his body. Keralis couldn't help but worry. Staying in that suit for extended periods couldn't be healthy, no matter how resilient Xisuma was. The pressure of the heavy armor and the way the helmet seemed to restrict his movements only added to his concern. Despite the mystery, Keralis never pressed. He respected Xisuma's privacy, knowing that trust was sacred among the Hermits. But that didn't stop him from wondering: What if there was more to the story? What if Xisuma wasn't just hiding his appearance, but something deeper-something personal? The thought nagged at Keralis. The space suit was an enigma, and Xisuma's insistence on wearing it at all times only fueled his curiosity. What would it take to get Xisuma to take it off, even just for a moment? He wasn't sure, but one thing was clear: Keralis would do whatever he could to ensure Xisuma wasn't silently struggling in that suit, even if it meant confronting the one mystery he couldn't quite solve. art is not mine

Legends never die... but when they do, nothing good happens. If you want it to make sense, read The Watcher's Downfall. This is basically an AU, so things won't make sense without previous context. As the title says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. (cover made on desygner (or whatever the spelling is), but the space pic was found just by searching 'cool galaxy planets' and picking one)

"One day, Grian, I'll make it happen." "If you do, it'll be your downfall." Ariyaquila's first finished book. As the title says, this is fanfiction. I do not own the Hermits or admins, nor do I write for them. I write about the characters they present to us on screen. Libra Skyward and the Head Watcher are my characters. (cover made on desygner (or whatever the spelling is), but the space pic was found just by searching 'purple galaxy planets' and picking one)

Evil Xisuma is released from The Void after being banished into the black abyss two years before. Now he's back in Hermitcraft, and the Hermits don't know what to think. Should they ban him again or forgive and forget? Welcome him back with open arms and cookies or hurt him before he hurts them? And what the heck happened to him while in The Void? Hi! I'm Mya... Um... So...yeah... I'm writing a Hermitcraft AU... Enjoy!!

'Watchers, often regarded as evil "Masters of Manipulation", are a small but infinitely powerful species. They have been feared and hated for generations because of their ominous appearance, power, and mysterious demeanour. Some consider them to be "Notch's Only Mistake". They are rarely known to show themselves, but when they do, danger always follows.' When Xavon begins to be followed by shadows and starts to see more than he should be able to, he isn't sure whether his transformation from human to Watcher is a blessing or a curse. Maybe it's both. Lots of trigger warnings: depression, panic attacks, violence, self harm. General badness, if you're sensitive to these kind of topics then maybe give this book a miss. Also I'm rubbish with descriptions sooooo Word count: approx 37, 000

Scar was never meant to fall victim to the same beings that had haunted Grian since he fled The End. But a Watcher had other plans, and now Grian must reveal a secret he's kept for far too long to save both his admin and his friend - no matter the cost. Secrets were never meant to last. How long before his come crashing down?

Grian needs to hunt down a monster in the forest, a creature of unexplainable powers that he has been instructed to capture. But instead of a ferocious beast, he meets Mumbo, a scared vampire that has no control over his powers or his bloodlust. It's Grian's heart against his head, love against logic. Mumbo doesn't seem like the bloodthirsty creature that all the stories describe him as, but can Grian really trust him?