Scar hates Grian. That was a fact everybody knew. Right. Everybody knew that Scar hated Grian, because Grian was careless and stupid and really what was there not to hate about him? Ever since an incident that gave more sense than anything to his best friend's name, Grian doesn't understand when everybody tells him that Scar doesn't hate him. Turns out it's the truth. What will he do?

Inspired by Shells in the Foam by Cedarwhisp21 on AO3, go check that out! Summary: Grian gets too curious and gets yoinked into the DSMP. Chaos ensues.

IN WHICH, a government trained hero who rarely fails his missions, slips up and lets a vigilante get away. They meet again while fighting the same villain, and it turns out that they make a pretty decent team. Hotguy learns the vigilante who he'd later nickname "cuteguy" was mostly just misunderstood and really not that bad of a guy. However the only issue is that hotguy still remains government owned, ultimately indicating he is forced to follow instructions no matter the circumstances. (I am not shipping the irl people.) ( discontinued unless i come back to the fandom, so sorry guys! )

When a shadow monster who's power is said to be myth meets a group of traumatized young adults who call themselves " The hermits " What could go wrong? / This was and technically still is my first book so a lot of experimenting has gone into it / Constructive criticism is always welcome /Story used to be called friend or foe, old chapters are still available for reading / I suck at descriptions I'm sorry

Grian is the new kid in his high school and starts to have a crush on his new best friend Scar who's been going to this school for a while now so scar helps grian to finds his classes. They go on many adventures together and honestly who knows what happens next. Spoiler alert: ME! :D

Grian knew a lot of things. He knew how to cook for a crew of 60 people. He knew how to clean and scrub the deck until his arms went numb. He knew how to avoid being the crew's punching bag for the night. He knew when to shut up and do what he was told. But most importantly - he knew not to hope. Because hoping hurts. So when a battle ends and an unfamiliar man steps into the kitchen, grinning at him like he's not just another piece of plunder, Grian doesn't know how to react. And when he's led onto the deck to meet the pirate captain - the man who now holds his fate in his hands - he braces himself for another cage. Instead, he's met with curiosity. Freedom. A handshake, instead of shackles. And, for the first time in years, a dangerous flicker of something he told himself he'd never feel again. Hope. or; A captured avian, a pirate crew, and a freedom he never dared to hope for (crossposted with permission from ao3)

I Dont Mind Being His Second Choice - IDMBHSC The Brunette that like the dirty blonde, but knew he could never have a chance with him as long as the dirty blonde was close to the black-haired male, but for some reason he didn't mind being Grian's second choice. After the realization of the feelings between The dirty blonde and the black haired male couldn't be anything more than friends, Grian was upset, but couldn't help but notice stuff about the brunette that he never noticed before, something about Scar was comforting and he will soon figure out why --- the cover of the story isn't mine, I don't who's it is but if they ever come across this and wants me to change the picture I will happily do so In this story the characters are being shipped and not the real people sense Grian has stated he has a wife and him and scar I believe were fine with shipping just as long its the characters, speaking of characters, if any one of the People's characters mentioned wants me to take this down because of any reason, I will take it down English is not my first language and please be mindful that there will be mistakes

CREEP - Corporation Researching and Experimenting Extraordinary People. A company known for illegal activity and hybrid abuse. H.E.R.M.I.T.C.R.A.F.T. (the H.C.) - Hybrid Experimention Resistance, Magical Intelligence, Training, Care, Rescue And Freedom Team. The secret spy agency fighting them. And 5 people, hurt by CREEP, and looking for justice, and vital to an operation they haven't even heard of. Operation: Vengeance.

Cub was told from the very first day: never reveal himself. Hide the wings. Hide the horns. Hide the sharpness of his smile and the power humming just beneath his skin. Be smaller. Be quieter. Be less. So he learned. He learned how to file his horns down until they ached, until the dull nubs left behind could pass for harmless deformities rather than proof of what he truly was. He learned how to grind his teeth flat, ignoring the sting and the copper taste in his mouth, because predators were feared-and fear invited questions. He learned how to fold his wings tight against his back, binding them beneath a lab coat that hung heavy and stiff, its fabric hiding the faint shimmer of vex light that refused to be fully smothered. Most days, the coat was enough. Most days, no one noticed the way he stood too still, or how his eyes caught the light just a little wrong. No one questioned why he flinched at mirrors, or why he never laughed with his mouth open. They saw a scientist. A helper. Someone safe. And that was the point. Because Cub knew-had always known-that the moment the truth was seen, the moment the wings unfurled or the horns grew back sharp and proud, the world would stop calling him Cub and start calling him something else entirely.

Grian has been keeping a secret for way too long, thinking he can't hold on to it any longer now. His childhood haunted him and he needed some help. When one of his closest friends, Scar, learns about it, things start to change. This is my first story!!! Please don't get mad at me if you are not satisfied with my story :(. This is not my artwork (the cover). I don't know who made it. I just wrote the title on it. I wish I could draw like that D:! ⚠️ DISCONTINUED, CHECK MY PROFILE!!⚠️