The Rogue | Hermitcraft/Evo
- LECTURAS 73
- Votos 13
- Partes 3
And once, the rogue did wander free
And nary did he fret
A whisper on the wind
That did sound so vexing
From the watchers, they came
With purple eyes of flame
They were watching every move
No matter where he roamed
No matter where he went
Or what he tried to do
Those purple eyes would follow too
Todos los derechos reservados
#652
hermitcraft
Únete a la comunidad narrativa más grandeObtén recomendaciones personalizadas de historias, guarda tus favoritas en tu biblioteca, y comenta y vota para hacer crecer tu comunidad.
Quizás también te guste
The Temptation of Power ||| Hermitcraft Watcher AU
Grian's life was shattered into a million pieces a long time ago. So long ago, he didn't know whether it was ever even whole. When he joined Hermitcraft after running away from the Watchers, it was starting to come together, until season eight began and his life was thrown into chaos. The Watchers were there, and he didn't even know if they were good or bad anymore. He didn't know who to be scared of. And he was forced to question everything in silence, finding refuge only in his magic. And unfortunately for him, things don't always go the way he might have expected - not that he really had any expectations, anyway. There is some mild swearing. (The cover is literally just a picture of a galaxy about 140 million light years away taken by NASA) Total word count: approx. 40,000Concluida
"The Void Wears A Crown Of Forget-Me-Nots"
~Complete~ "Watchers, if Xelqua had to explain them, he would say that they are the unseen entity that looked over servers and protected them from the shadows. They were the ones that filled the empty sky and kept the players safe from what the Admins couldn't stop. They were the protectors that stayed unseen where the Gods were quiet. He and the others were told that we were the lucky few to be chosen. That they were to become the greatest of the greats." Or: A normal "Being taught how to be a Watcher" story, but it slowly gets messed up as Grian realize that not everything is as it seems to be.Concluida
Kiss of Fate
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.Concluida
Twisted Memories - A Watcher Grian fanfiction
It's season 7. 2 years after Grian was taken from the Watchers. And as they enter Hermitcraft to get him back, tensions and fear rise But they were never really that bad Right?Concluida
Aversion to Iron
When the past he's been running from is shoved into his face and secrets revealed, Grian's forced back into a world he thought he long since escaped. Grian's a prankster and good at flying, this was bound to happen eventually.Concluida
Forever Lost
Grian lived his life in the peace of the Rainforest, it was where he grew up, it was what he knew. Hermits we're getting ready to start season 6, many hermits explored right before seasons started. Without knowing, Scar stumbles on a Rainforest that changes the hermits forever. This "adventure" scar went on had gotten him lost, and stranded in a forest with a short bird boy. Friendships break, and Grian isn't sure who is on his side anymore. ------------------------ This is a shipping book, I realized there needs to be more scarian on Wattpad, so I'm here to deliver. -------- There. Is. Angst. In. This. Book.Concluida
Wings Dipped In Poison
~The hermits had huddled around a large hole in the ground. At the bottom of the hole sat two people. One had bright orange hair with a face full of freckles and what seemed to be antlers sticking out of her hair. The other was facing away from Grian and was wearing a plain grey jacket with the hood pulled up over their head. They turned and met the builders gaze and time seemed to slow to a stop. Grian couldn't believe what he was seeing. He was standing face to face with a dead person~ Grian left Evo and joined the watchers, whom he then betrayed and in turn, they destroyed Evo and everyone in it. But that's not where the story ends, because when season 8 of hermitcraft rolls around, Grian is shocked to see a familiar face. But what he doesn't know is that this familiar face is there for a reason. Because the watchers wanted Grian back. And who better to return him than his long lost server mate. ≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈≈ TW(I'll add them as I go along): Serious Injury (burns, arrow wound) Minor Panic Attack Blood Illness InfectionConcluida
Adventures of Grian and his Chick
⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ Glancing down when the shopping district came into view and the chatter of people could be heard from a distance, Grian slowly started his descent, landing softly on the grass before pulling his wings in close and approaching the crowd. Xisuma noticed him approaching the group. "I see this is everyone who'll be coming today." He informed them all, a few heads turning to greet Grian how greeted them back. "That is all I suppose." Mambo replied with a nod, "So why exactly are we here?" he spoke again, asking the question that everyone gathered around was wondering. Xisuma just side, stepping aside letting everyone quickly gather around. Everyone around became puzzled at the sight in front of them. "....What...is that..." Someone within the crowd had asked in a clearly perplexed tone. "An egg idiot." Another voice piped up from within the crowd. Said egg was currently resting on what seemed to be a rushed nest of sorts. The egg was not an ordinary egg that's for sure, it was significantly bigger compared to a chicken's egg, it one could have assumed to was some sort of dragon egg (which grian heard someone suggest) but the egg was smaller than that and a whole different colour (which was a clean white somehow). It was free of cracks and to the best of everyone's knowledge it was well cleaned. ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ ⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺˚⋆｡°✩₊✩°｡⋆˚⁺ A grian-centric hermitcraft fanfic that I wrote as an excuse to write Grian just adopting an egg and being protective of it and how his life is after it hatches bc why not? (Mainly hermitcraft, though there could be mentions of the life series and Watchers.) I will attempt weekl
Battle Scars - A Watcher-Grian AU story
He thought it'd be easy, just go into a server and keep a eye out for glitches... Spoiler alert: It was not. He didn't factor in lying to the whole server, hiding his magic, old friends, and his own trauma. Oh, and the whole war going on. That too.Concluida
Hermitcraft oneshot's
.Concluida
Grian's life was shattered into a million pieces a long time ago. So long ago, he didn't know whether it was ever even whole. When he joined Hermitcraft after running away from the Watchers, it was starting to come together, until season eight began and his life was thrown into chaos. The Watchers were there, and he didn't even know if they were good or bad anymore. He didn't know who to be scared of. And he was forced to question everything in silence, finding refuge only in his magic. And unfortunately for him, things don't always go the way he might have expected - not that he really had any expectations, anyway. There is some mild swearing. (The cover is literally just a picture of a galaxy about 140 million light years away taken by NASA) Total word count: approx. 40,000
Más detallesPautas de Contenido