Scar, a prince more at home with a bow and sketchbook than the weight of a crown, leads a life bound by royal expectations. Grian, a half-avian hybrid, survives alone by stealing what he can, navigating a kingdom that fears his wings. When Grian's desperate break-in to the royal palace leads to an unexpected mercy, the two forge an unlikely connection. Through forbidden visits and quiet moments in the shadows, Scar and Grian's friendship blossoms into something deeper---a love neither of them can afford to risk. But with a kingdom built on fear and control, their bond might be the one thing that can set them free---or destroy them both. 📸 by @applestruda on Tumblr • TW: Strong Language, • Total Word Count: --- (Without A/Ns)

Whaaaat? I like writing these things! NPG's on Hermitcraft. And not all the hermits are happy about this.

When the Watchers breach Hermitcraft, chains and masks drag Grian back into the void. The hermits refuse to let him go without a fight, but even rescue is only the beginning. Some tethers cut deeper than any chain.

Grian had been known for being the prankster hermit out of the bunch, but one day Grian goes missing, and this cause's complete to wash over all the hermits as they try to find their missing red macaw friend. Meanwhile Grian is forcefully trying to run away and hide his Watcher form Xelqua the watcher of Freedom, but a sudden twist of events end up happening where an accident happens.

Grian is going to a college pretty far away, he wants a new start, away from it all. But this year, he decides to actually focus on classes, instead of getting in trouble for stupid things, getting his heart broken oh so many times. And avoid all the distractions that seem to follow him. But when Grian finds himself catching feelings for two very hot guys, what will he do then? He always knew he hasn't straight, but Poly? That's something new for him. But how will the turns table when Grian finds out his ex is there? Will he look to go back to him, or completely ignore him? Remember people: not every story has a happy ending, will this one be the same? Trigger warnings at the start of each chapter.

(not my art! found it off of google lol. whoever's art this is, it's amazing!) Grian is part vampire. Scar is a vex, and when bitten, they must bite back, to create a mate bond with the other. Well, the avian/vampire ran out of blood, and was starving. He lost control, biting Scar. Which sent Scar into his mating instincts, so the vex bites him back. They now have to figure what to do now that they were unintentionally mated to each other for the next year and had somehow fallen in love in the short weeks they had known each other. WARNING!!: there are talks and mentions of abuse and self harm, as well as suicidal thoughts and actions. VIEWER DESECRATION IS ADVISED!(Btw if i missed a warning on here thats on me but if i do end up doing something too graphic i will put a disclaimer at the top of the chapter if i remember)

Scar Eve Goodtimes a lovable hero to the public. A friend and brother to few. And a lover to one. Died a heroic death. May he live forever in our memory.

( Not my art) Grian and scar both like each other but have no idea until one of the members finds a new potion in a witches hut. What will this potion do to Grian and scars relationship. Disclaimer I do not ship the actual people just the personas they have for hermitcraft.

As children, angels were always told the same stories. Whispered in solemn halls, etched into glowing tomes, repeated until they became law rather than lesson. Demons were evil-cruel, sadistic, master manipulators who thrived on corruption and pain. They were said to twist kindness into weakness and curiosity into downfall. It was drilled into every young angel's mind: demons could not be trusted. To trust one was to fall. Skizz never liked those lessons. Even as a child, he felt uncomfortable speaking ill of anyone-be they creature, spirit, or shadow-especially when they weren't there to defend themselves. It felt wrong, like condemning a stranger for a crime you'd never seen them commit. While other angels nodded along, wide-eyed and obedient, Skizz would fidget, wings twitching, brow furrowed in quiet disagreement. He didn't argue out loud-not often-but the doubt lived in him all the same, warm and persistent. Skizz was troublesome in the way only a good-hearted child could be. Hyperactive, endlessly energetic, he found it nearly impossible to remain still through lectures meant to instill fear and discipline. His feet bounced. His fingers traced the glow of the clouds beneath him. His wings were always half-spread, as if ready to leap into the sky at a moment's notice. The world was too big and too beautiful for him to sit quietly and listen to hatred. More than anything, Skizz loved-fiercely and without restraint. He loved the sun as it spilled over the gates of Heaven, loved the laughter of other young angels, loved the idea that goodness could exist everywhere if someone simply chose it. He wanted to give that love freely, to the skies, to the stars, to anyone who might need it. And the idea that an entire group of beings was beyond redemption didn't make sense to him. Because if love was truly divine, then surely it wasn't meant to stop at the edge of Heaven.

Hotguy is Hermit City's newest hero, and everyone seems to love him. Well, almost everyone. Grian can't stand the city's newest "personal military member". When his younger brother almost gets killed just for being an avian, maybe those Dogwarts "Terrorist" don't look so bad... ~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I really tried to make this description/title decent, but I don't think it worked. And let's not even talk about the cover... This is gonna be book 1 in this AU. Enjoy!