Boatem Stories

Warning: This book is a sequel, read Wings Dipped in Poison first. Also, this book description contains spoilers for book 1. The moon was getting bigger by the day and the hermits continued to panic over the looming threat, meanwhile Grian struggles through a series of death games that are a bit more traumatic than he'd like to admit , Mumbo deals with his potato problems and Pearl travels to a different server and meets a charming man with crystal blue hair. And far, far away, two former Evolutoinists begin listener training.

It takes a special kind of idiot to go to space. Now, even among the idiots in space, there's a special kind of stupid. A special kind of insanity to want to live there forever, not held down by anything, not even gravity if you wanted. But there was a special group of people that happened to fall into this category and it's their story that we tell. All from different backgrounds, different stories, different motivations, different reasons for being stupid enough to come to space. But the threads of Fate pulled them together, weaving her tapestry of the universe and its multitudes. Luckily there's a good supply of insane people otherwise this story would be pretty boring. No decent story starts with completely sane people anyways. (the only way to experience this disaster is by reading it)

This is an old short fic of mine, inspired by Rusty_Courage's 'Found' animation on youtube! She's awesome go check her out if you haven't! *Art by Rusty*

boatem incorect quotes not all fit the characters and there might be swearing so... title is what it is.

Tommy runs away. you've seen a thousand of these aus and stories. but this time, it's less about him leaving and more about where he ends up. Mild trauma stuff but it's all for the sake of moving on n stuff. It ain't getting edited

Hey! I'm gonna be writing different HC Oneshots here! :) Just like in my other story, I don't ship the actual people! Just their mc characters/ Personas ^^

Hanahaki go brrrrrr anyways, This is a ✨Scarian✨ story. (ScarxGrian) Basically Grian gets Hanahaki in this. I don't know, I can't explain things if my life depends on it-

Just having a bunch of fun with the wonderful world of hermits and crafting!

With season 8 comes a new visitor from space, a growing moon, coming closer and closer day by day. The residents of Boatem try find out whats going on and see if they can stop this once and for all... Cover art: @/4000zart on tumblr :)

Sausage was cured from the corruption. Gem killed him, making him free from the corruption. Xornoth should've killed her, right? But he didn't. He was tired of spreading corruption, well at least to the empires. One day he saw Gem, going through this massive portal. There was a sign that said "To HermitCraft". Hmm. A new target. Xornoth thought. He went through the portal, teleporting to a new land. This new land was big. There were many buildings, big and small. This was his target. But he needed to find a body to possess first. That's when he found Mumbo. idea from a piece of artwork I made... hope you enjoy! you can find this fanfic in ao3 too!

Grian wasn't one for teams, he didn't enjoy sports, he hated theater, thought playing an instrument was boring, and couldn't catch anything to save his life, so, he didn't join any. But when he finds out that he can't graduate with his class unless he takes an extracurricular Grian scrambles to find something to do. After getting hit in the face with a basketball 4 times he puts the idea of sports to rest. One day Grian's twin sister Pearl cashes in an I-O-U from when they were kids, leading Grian to be forced to sing for her band Boatem, in place of their old lead singer. Grian realizes pretty quickly that maybe being in a team isn't as bad as he originally thought.

I draw what I want.

Jimmy doesn't like Christmas and neither does he like his town so he moves. Scott just so happens to life in the town he moves to. Happy Holidays. After 2 months of writing, 2 hours of spelling checking and 4K on accident deleted words I present to you Flower Husbands in a cliche december story. Also posted on my Ao3

"Pearl, why?" No response. She moved swiftly and blended in with the dark atmosphere. Grian was caught off guard and didn't move. His surroundings were all dark. He looked around, head moving around. Blonde hair shaking. "Pearl, please. Explain to me! I promise you can tell anything to us, to me!" Grian's breath hitched as his nonstop flowing of tears ran down his delicate face and slowly made it to his chin. - tw: story will contain angst and blood. - hi! welccy to my first story. this story will be mostly circulated around the boatem members and some other, but i'll try to include some more people! with thanks to my best friend for helping me with storyline and bts, and getting me into hermitcraft

Grian thinks he's just going on a peaceful flight around boatem, unfortunately for him, phantoms have other plans. good thing scar is around to help set in season 8 can be seen as romantic or platonic (cover art is not mine)

He had been careful, he had covered his tracks, avoided update portals, kept his scorching magic under his skin, even as it bubbles and sears his veins into charcoal. Grian had done everything in his ability to keep the Watcher's unaware of his location. He just hadn't accounted on attracting something else's attention. Maybe, he mused, the Watchers would have been the preferable outcome, at least they let him keep his memories. [Rewrite of an old fic called 'The Luck of Yesterday'] [Crossposted on Ao3]

The first time EX visited the Boatem Village went... not very well.

All half finished too >:] I have a few have finished stories I've written so I've decided to share them

"Grian was sitting on Treesa's shoulder, looking into the bright, sunlit ocean. A slight breeze shook his feathers, as he felt Treesa lifting someone up next to him. He continued to look into the ocean, as he heard Mumbo speak up. "She still isnt back, isnt she?" Grian was worried. Pearl saled off to the mainland a week ago. And she still wasnt back. He looked down at his lap. Mumbo was still standing behind him. The winged hermit sighed, as he slowly got up. He turned around to look Mumbo in the eyes and said "Where going to go find her." "

Grian had been running from the watchers for years, and they finally found him. but he has found his true family. Grian Watcher AU, set in S8 HC. Inspired by Rusty Courage's animatic "Found [Watcher Grian Animation]" go check it out on yt :) thumbnail from that vid