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angeart · 3 months

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AU Masterpost [tags]

I think it's time. So I can keep track, and you guys know what's out there and how to search for it <3 I'll try to order AUs based on how much there is to them. Some AUs will only have a single thought/art underneath their tag, but there might be more added to them in the future, and if you're curious about anything, you can always ask. (I'm very easily convinced to drop rambles, as has been proven in the past—)

Help Me To Breathe [hmtb]

my main multi-chapter story, set in s8 boatem. deaths abruptly hurt on hermitcraft, and each respawn makes it worse. scar dies a lot by grian's hands, before grian even learns (the hard way) that things hurt now. welcome to a scarian angst hellhole where 3rd life flashbacks hit like bricks and guilt is mercilessly spilled everywhere <3

this fic is the epitome of it gets worse before it gets better. trust me.

cws: violence, ptsd, anxiety attacks, delusions, unhealthy coping mechanisms, suicidal ideation, suicide, temporary character death... please check tags on AO3 which i try very hard to keep updated

tags: #hmtb - an all-encompassing tag for fic updates, rambles, and art. (sometimes #hmtb art is also used in tandem, where relevant.)

fic: Help Me To Breathe on AO3

Hunted hybrids [hhau]

hermitcraft s8 got code-attacked and all the hermits got scattered into different worlds, lost and stuck in unfamiliar places, not knowing if their home still exists. the au follows scar and grian who ended up in the same world (although originally unaware)—a world dangerous and hostile to hybrids. grian is an avian, scar is a vex, and they're hunted relentlessly. also, it's permadeath <3

this au is self-indulgently used in RP and co-owned by linkito

cws: violence, blood, dehumanisation of hybrids, self harm (feather plucking), mentions of suicidal ideation

tags: #hhau

this one got out of hand so >> hhau masterpost <<

Boatem circus

scar, a sea-lion hybrid, builds a circus as a safe haven for all the hybrids and misfits that have nowhere to belong and need a place to heal. they all carry their own traumas and wounds, and scar gives them what they never had: gentleness and options and freedom to roam or leave. but it's not easy, navigating a growing community of varying triggers and buried pasts.

au put together with stiffyck

cws: ptsd, panic attacks, fear of fire, loss and grief, mentions of captivity/torture/abuse

tags: #boatem circus au

fics: don't be afraid, little bird (there are no cages around you now); elegy

[AO3 series link]

Sleep demon Grian

grian is a sleep demon, existing in the dreamscape, able to manipulate dreams and thriving on giving people nightmares. he meets scar in a dream, immediately intrigued and amused by his reactions, and he keeps coming back to him. scar, despite all the nightmares being thrown at him, catches a glimpse of his perpetrator, and grows curious in turn. they start talking, everything eventually culminating into a ritual and a summonning circle. grian, in the waking world, needs to learn how to exist somewhere where he can get actually hurt, and come to terms with the fact that he has locked away memories and trauma.

cws: injuries, fear, panic, nightmares(?), trauma, violence, memory repression

tags: #sleep demon grian au

au rambles: here

fics: the nightmare snippet; even if it hurts (and even if it isn't a dream) you can have a home here

Cursed forest

found family boatem, where each of them carry their own heavy past and an attached curse. they thought they'd never find a place to settle that'd accept them and let them heal. but they found each other, deep in a hidden away forest, littered by bones and flowers, death and hope. (honestly, just see the au rambles.)

au put together with stiffyck

cws: animal death, necromancy, grief and guilt, body horror

tags: #cursed forest au

rambles: here

fics: even with death haunting your footsteps, your flowers will bloom again

Misguided Heroes

scar is secretly hotguy, a hero meant to protect the people. grian is a shopkeeper at barge, but with self-proclaimed king ren wreaking havoc on economy and making life of ordinary citizens so much harder, he decides to secretly play vigilante, cuteguy, and stage a one-man rebellion.

also, scar and grian are roommates.

au for rp with sima <3

cws: injuries, illusions messing with perception/reality, [to be determined]

tags: #misguided heroes au

Ari au

grian is ariana giande (ari), a famous singer beloved by the crowds. except things start getting a bit too out of hand. there are stalkers and people who think they have the right to ari's personal life, the right to see and dictate everything. the press gets out of hand. maybe the crowds get too rowdy. maybe—

more scared and overwhelmed by the second, grian gets a bodyguard. that bodyguard is scar. things continue to escalate though, and by the time ari calls a break in her career, everything's irreparably breaking down around grian.

(If it wasn't clear yet, this is one very dark, very heavy, very human story. There's love and so, so, so much despair. Things go wrong and then worse.)

au with Ben

cws: papparazzi hounding, stalkers, lack of privacy, blurring of self, drugging and [attempted] SA, self harm, overdose, medical trauma, restraints, seizures, ptsd, depression, suicidal stuff

tags: #ari au

Ghost Scar

grian is a paranormal investigator. scar is a ghost. they meet, they talk, and grian resolves to do his best to make scar feel less lonely.

cws: dead character??? he's a ghost dw he's fine-

tags: #ghost scar au

fics: you exist in silence (i'll help you make a sound)

Silly vampire Scar

scar is a vampire living in a mansion too big and too lonely for him. grian and mumbo are survivors in a world riddled with monsters, which they learn to hunt and kill. one night, they seek shelter in what seems to be an abandoned mansion—

cws: general vampire stuff, [to be determined]

tags: #vampire scar au

fics: [one day]

Cuteguy au

things do be angsty in this one. scar is hotguy, grian is his sidekick cutecuy. one day, things go wrong and a building explodes with scar still inside. the body is never found. hotguy is presumed dead. that is, until cuteguy comes face to face with a new villain that is oddly familiar—

idea loosely bounced off of stiffy's TOGH au

cws: blood, violence, delusions, brainwashing, grief, loss of identity, presumed major character's death (twice. wild. huh.)

tags: #cuteguy au

Papers please au

what it says on the tin. scar lives with his cat jellie in a cold, small, state-provided apartment and gets assigned a job as an immigration officer at a border checkpoint. he... isn't great at the job, but doesn't have a choice, and needs the money to keep them fed and healthy. grian is the head of resistance, because of course he is <3

cws: dystopian world, cold, hunger, sickness, potential pet death, injuries

tags: #papers please au

Spirit au

grian is an avian living freely in a patch of forest. that is, until he gets caught by people who think hybrids are on-par with working animals, and is shackled and hurt and trained, to serve. there is a looming war, and flight-capable carriers are very valued (but not much cared for). scar is a vex hybrid, coming from a settlement that's kinder to hybrids, who also gets captured. they meet in captivity, and things happen.

cws: hybrid slavery, hybrid dehumanisation, loss of freedom, abuse, warzone stuff

tags: #spirit au

DL rp au

grian and scar in double life, soulbound and with vague memories of previous life games. their soul connection transfers not only all the pain and injuries, but also emotions. and they both feel. a little too much. (they're a mess, but also in love, as they should be)

au for rp with sima <3

cws: they very sad; self destructive tendencies (sorry there's no self in this one, they are linked and there's always collateral-)

tags: #dl rp

Half sea town au

a town half-submerged into the sea. the upper half is reserved for humans, who are seen as better, richer, the posh and the nobility. the lower half, the submerged part, is slum-like, reserved for seafolk, seen as lesser. many seafolk learn to live on land, to improve their standing (not necessarily living situation; they do need water). mumbo lives amongst the nobility. scar lived his whole life in the sea. grian, even though he belongs to the seafolk, lives on land. mumbo's best friend, forever trying to be something he isn't.

a crackers collective au

cws: er.. class divide?, self worth issues, needs denial in a way?

tags: #half sea town au

The underwater au that somehow fails to have a name the first thing i ever posted on tumblr woo.

an underwater au set somewhere in the wide, deep sea. merfolks. mumbo is a prince, grian, jimmy, and joel are his guards. scar is a deep-sea fish, and tales say those are scary and horrendous and dangerous. (he's just a silly guy, pls)

stiffy/crackers collective au

cws: injuries, idk

tags: #mer au

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smaller aus/ideas:

last life scar: #post-ll scar's issues with touch

fixing double life scarian: #fixing dl au

puppeteer scar: #puppeteer scar au

cannibal scar/forest (the game) au: #forest au

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others' aus that i have yoinked and might have content for:

#grumbo apocalypse monster au - ben's au that i slinkered my way into <3 - ben's au masterpost here - grian is very much a (horror) creature :3

#space grian au - also belongs to ben. also burrowed my way in to this one. hehe. (ben none of your aus are now safe from me.)

#snifflins au - crackers group au, based on that one time jimmy and scar were piglinmynose, and joel and grian were sniffermyfeet - twisted into snifflers and piglin hybrids (snifflins!) in the aftermath, trying to get used to their new bodies and instincts and needs.

#desert alien scar au - belongs to stiffy

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+ a whole bunch of aus (some collective ones) that i haven't talked about on tumblr yet <3

(for example, the zombie whisperer scar/dancing zombies au - postapo, (mum)scarian, with one redscape-focused fic (written for stiffy): the blooms in a dead world)

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(if i missed any cws for any of the aus, please let me know!)

reinstating that if you're curious about anything, i don't bite! come ask!

[my AO3]

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energeticadrianz · 9 days

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forest aragon

#six the musical #six the musical au #forest au #catherine of aragon

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theprofessionalpromptmaker · 10 months

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Person A’s family has a legend about being descended from the great fertility god who blessed their lands, hence why their crops have never failed, but while traveling/foraging/playing in the nearby woods, Person A catches the eye of a werewolf from a pack descended from the ancient wolf god who used to roam the land, Person B. Their pack numbers are declining and their land is being encroached on, and Person B thinks Person A, who clearly carries the remnants of their god ancestor’s powers, is the key to saving their pack and tries to kidnap/bribe Person A.

#mod poss #creative writing #writing prompt #writing #prompt #fanfic prompt #fanfiction prompt #story prompt #creative writing prompt #ficinsp #alternate universe #plots and prompts #fantasy au #werewolf au #god au #supernatural au #kidnapping tw #forest au

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dotemakesthings · 6 months

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Chapters: 2/2 Fandom: Sanders Sides (Web Series) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Relationships: Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders & Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders & Morality | Patton Sanders Characters: Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Creativity | Roman "Princey" Sanders, Morality | Patton Sanders Additional Tags: Blood and Violence, Werewolves, Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Warning: Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders Being Dark Creativity | Remus "The Duke" Sanders, Vampires, Forest God Patton, Vampire Remus, Human Roman, Blood and Injury, Near Death Experiences, Body horror? whatever you call having roots growing into your skin Series: Part 1 of The Woods are Lovely, Dark and Deep Summary:

Roman didn’t show up on his normal patrol around the village. Remus was looking forward to following him around and grilling him about the young lad he was interested in, but now he has a much larger concern: the fact that the human he’s taken a liking to might be in danger.

#forest au #creativitwins #they’re not related but they’re still very much brothers here #dote writes things #platonic intruality #tss fanfic #sanders sides fic #remus sanders #fantasy au #roman sanders #patton sanders #my writing

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leafmilky · 1 year

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Cat-cat interaction and yn's appearance in one-piece pajamas

#fnaf security breach #sundrop #moondrop #fnaf sb au #fnaf sundrop #fnaf moondrop #fnaf sb #fnaf au #forest au

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weaponimagination · 1 year

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Doot of Forest Guardian Balan

#balan wonderworld #balan fanart #forest au #bww #balan #my art

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charliedzilla · 2 years

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The honey man Mark belongs to @gqyass

#deltarune #deltarune OC #Mark #art #forest au

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auideas · 2 years

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A Crooked Cottagecore Fairytale AU

Time and time again, it’s always the witch kidnapping the princess and the prince saving her, but not this story, not this time.

The witch has kidnapped the princess, but in a surprisingly wholesome twist, she’s saved her from an arranged marriage, causing the princess to feel indebted to the witch. She helps her around the house with chores, brewing, and errands – slowly but surely, they fall for one another in this inadvertently quintessential cottagecore life.

The prince, however, was not all too pleased with losing his bride. He hunts down the witch, “saves” the princess, and arranges for the sorceress’ execution. In a fit of rage, the princess fights her way through her family, political treason, and life itself to save her witch and ensure their own happy ending.

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justanotherstarlightmonger · 2 years

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Piece of peace Ch 1

Piece of Heaven.

Summary: Park Jimin and Min Yoongi had forgone the city life months ago, opting to settle into their dream cottage in the woods born of dreams and furnished with love. And it was always going to be them. Until the biggest thunderstorm of the year carried an unexpected guest to their door smack dab in the middle of them living their isolated dream.

Pairing: Yoongi x Jimin, Yoongi x Jimin x reader

WARNINGS: Mentions of toxic family left behind, drastic weather conditions.

Word count: 1k words

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A/n: CHAPTER ONE, NEW YOONMIN SERIES LET'S GOOOOOO! 😭😭 Ayo Yoonmin anon, I'm looking at you coz THIS SHIP OF OURS BETTER SAIL VALIANTLY 😂💜💜

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These cookies better come out well, considering Yoongi strongly suspected he had messed up with the butter measurement. And to think Jimin had so fondly asked him to make some cookies for dessert tonight.

He said a little farewell to the cookie dough sitting on the tray innocently and slipped it into the oven, making sure to ask it very nicely to be good.

Well, now that that was done, all he really had to do was make sure the stack of firewood was covered well under the tarp and he'd be done with his chores for the day.

He tossed off his apron and slipped into his boots, stepping out to the dim day, as he stopped to consider the strange stillness in the air that was almost charged. It was going to be a big storm.

Jimin came home earlier that day, too.

"I was worried about the thunderstorm," he said softly as he toed off his shoes and stepped closer to kiss Yoongi's temple, "they were saying it'd hit by nightfall and I didn't wanna get caught out when it did. Oh… is that cookies I smell?"

Yoongi smiled at his lover fondly. They'd been living in this cottage for about three months now, and it was really almost too good to be true. Ever since Jimin had found out he had always wanted a cozy place away from town to call his own, and focus on his work, he had worked double time to save up enough money to build his little dream cottage for Yoongi. And with the advance deposit on the book deal Yoongi had gotten shortly after, they had furnished their peace of heaven and moved in at the earliest possible time.

And it really was Heaven.

They were self sufficient enough to only go into town for groceries and fuel for their generators or refill their gas cylinders for their stove, and that too, Yoongi often missed out on, choosing rather to go do chores where he could have his bare feet on mossy ground like collecting the emergency supply of firewood or fixing the water pipe in the freshwater stream nearby, or simply roaming around the now familiar parts of the woods.

Jimin, hardworking and resilient, was the one who "wore the pants" as the townsfolk would say, in the relationship. He was the one with the office job, the one who had insisted they keep the car and their bank accounts because they weren't becoming forest fairies, much to Yoongi's chagrin.

Jimin, who was currently smiling wide enough to have his eyes disappear, as he regarded the pile of warm cookies on the kitchen counter like a little kid who had just seen Halloween come earlier this year.

The sight tugged at Yoongi's heartstrings, to see his beloved stoked over mere cookies. After all, Jimin had always been the one to appreciate the smallest of happy things. Like the butterflies that came to play among Yoongi's little flower bed outside, or the way the soft purple lamp in their bedroom threw shadows over Yoongi's face.

Come to think of it, most of Jimin's happy noticings were somehow linked to Yoongi.

Well, if you asked Jimin, it was because Yoongi was his happiness.

But let's not tell Yoongi that for now, unless we want to see Yoongi roll his eyes and grumble about the fact that it was literally impossible to be sad in a place as pretty as this, with a proud tug onto his lips, only half a smirk.

Welcome to Yoongi and Jimin's little piece of Heaven.

But where are you?

You followed the stream down, making sure to stay on the dry land so as not to leave any footsteps. You had been following this stream for almost two days now, never letting the trickling water stray too far lest you got lost. You were determined to find civilization by now, especially with the rumbling clouds rolling in behind you, almost as close as you imagined your wretched family to be.

You'd run away from them the day your mom had left you alone with them, not trusting them enough to even spend another night under the same roof as your step father and his sister. All you had in the world was on your back, and well, your tiny Chimmy hanging from your waist, still smiling at you whenever you looked at him for comfort.

The place you had called "home" was far behind you, and the very thought of that gave you enough confidence and happiness to still keep a spring in your step as you determinedly marched to freedom.

But it did falter a bit when the first few drops of cold rain started pelting down.

Meanwhile back in the cabin, Jimin was tucked into Yoongi's arms, as the older boy ran his firm fingers through the younger's hair almost absent-mindedly as they watched a horror movie together.

When what was supposed to be a jump scare came up on screen and Jimin yawned though, Yoongi chuckled, "Is my big boy tired already?"

Jimin hummed, "I'm sorry babe, it's just too cozy here."

"You were up early Jiminie, it's okay, let's go to bed."

"No, I can just sleep here, you can finish the movie."

Yoongi silently shook his head, and Jimin already knew he wouldn't listen to any protests when he held out his hand for Jimin to take. As they walked to their bed hand in hand, Yoongi took a peek outside, "It's coming down pretty hard out there, I hope everyone's safe."

"In the forest? Who'd be in the forest at this hour?"

Yoongi shrugged, "Forest, town, wherever. I hope no one's stuck outside in this weather."

"I'm sure they're fine lovie, you worry too much." Jimin yawned again and grunted as he threw himself onto the bed, "C'mere, I can't sleep without you."

That had Yoongi's lips curling as he stepped away from the window and joined his man in bed.

Unbeknownst to the comfortable couple, you huddled under a tree not two miles upstream from them, wondering how long you could weather out a storm this massive and cold.

#yoonmin smut #yoonmin x reader #yoonmin x femalereader #yoonmin fluff #yoongi x reader #jimin x reader #forest AU #fic: piece of peace

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wondrous-art · 2 years

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Did a little redesign for metalhead for the Mystic forest AU. I want him to show up eventually, it's just a matter of figuring out the details of HOW he shows up.

#fanart #tmnt #teenage mutant ninja turtles #tmnt au #forest au #metalhead #tmnt donatello #au #alternate universe #mystic forest au

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masked-ragdoll · 1 year

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Forest Creature Philza

Got this design idea after reading the short bit that @behrjbehr posted on Twitter for a quick au that I loved the concept of too much lol

#philza #philza minecraft #forest au #jay art #behrjbehr

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angeart · 9 months

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// CW - cannibal scar, forest (the game)

Branches catch at Grian’s clothes and tree roots and jutted rocks try to trip him up as he tries to escape the mutants hot on his tail. His weapon is out of ammo, his tools broken, he has nothing to defend himself with. His arm is bleeding, his lungs are burning with the lack of oxygen—he doesn’t know how long he’s been running, and he isn’t even sure if he’s running in the right direction. The forest looks all the same, everywhere, but he’s sure this is the way to the camp.

He hopes it is. Because if it isn’t, he’s in trouble.

He stumbles through the brambles into a clearing, and for a second, his mind scrambles in panic as he realises he doesn’t recognise this place.

And then something else throws him off.

He stands rooted to the spot, taking big, burning gulps of air, panic thudding violently against the pulse point in his neck, as he stares at a familiar figure in front of him.

There’s a man, crouched over a dead body. His green eyes shine intensely as they meet Grian’s gaze.

”Scar?” Grian asks in a wobbly voice.

There’s a rush behind him, and before he can process anything else, he stumbles further away from the forest in his panic, swirling around to face the enemies. They groan and reach for him, and he pats his clothes looking for a weapon, knowing he has none.

Scar brushes silently past him, takes a step in front of him, and shoots.

They go down without a fight.

Grian tries to catch his breath, staring at Scar’s back. He tries to slot it into his mind that he’s safe now, he’s with his ally, they’re going to be okay, they can make their way back to the camp together.

That is, until Scar turns around and jovially grins at Grian. “Well, hello there,” he greets in his usual way, all cheer and nonchalance. “Didn’t expect you here.”

Grian stares, perplexed, at the blood smeared around Scar’s lips.

The blood colouring his teeth red.

“Scar…?” he says again, his voice cracking. His heart hammers an unsteady rhythm in his chest as he tries to rationalise this, figure out what is going on.

He ends up tearing his gaze away from Scar’s grin to what is now behind him. The body of a cannibal, lying in the mud, torn apart by—

Grian’s mind spins.

Those aren’t wounds from blades.

What he sees is skin and flesh ripped off by teeth.

He whirls around to look back at Scar, takes in the blood around his mouth, and everything in him short circuits.

He’s dizzy. He refuses to comprehend this. He’s—

This is—

Darkness draws around him as his lungs continue to burn.

Scar catches him then and slowly lowers him to the ground. “You’re okay, G, I killed them,” he reassures him.

“But,” Grian stammers, looking over at the dead cannibal in the middle of the clearing.

Scar steps in front of him to block his view. “Mmh?” he prompts innocently.

“What,” Grian starts, his gaze blank before he manages to refocus on Scar. “What were you doing here?”

“Oh, nothing really,” Scar replies easily. “Hunting dinner.”

Grian’s too high on adrenaline to really comprehend the subtleties of that statement given the context. His mind swirls and he lets it drop and fall through the cracks, relieved enough to not be alone, to not be defenceless and lost anymore.

He just accepts it and they move on, never bringing it up again.

It’s only a week later when Scar pulls out his gun on Grian.

Grian isn’t even aware of it at first. He’s sorting through the inventory, putting away the loot and taking stock of everything, when he hears a loud grumble of Scar’s stomach.

“Scar, you need to eat,” he remarks distractedly. “You’re starving.”

He thinks back to their dinner the previous evening, in their camp. How Scar didn’t join them back then. He lets his hands rummage through the collected goods, looking for granola bars to offer to Scar in case he doesn’t have any snacks on him to tide him over.

“I’ve got food,” Scar reassures him breezily. “I’ve got food, I’ve got food,” he repeats, chuckling a little under his breath.

There’s the smallest of sounds then. A click.

A click of a gun.

Grian’s hands freeze over his inventory.

“Scar?” he asks cautiously as he turns to look over his shoulder.

He doesn’t get to turn around fully. Before he can see Scar behind him, a loud noise echoes through the surroundings, explosive and vicious, and Grian is blinded by a hot-white pain through his shoulder.

“Just stay still,” Scar murmurs almost soothingly, a dark edge of a grin carrying over to his voice.

Adrenaline shoots through Grian’s veins, translates into panic. His first thought is that they’re being attacked, but nobody ever shoots at them, and—

The awareness of Scar’s laughter filters into his head as he presses his hand against the bleeding wound. He can’t comprehend it, but he knows he needs to get away from the threat, so he spins around and stumblingly gets to his feet and breaks into a run.

Another shot rings through the forest, rumbling everything around in a splintering echo. “Noo, get back here!” Scar yells after him, and he sounds a little bit startled, but mostly amused. He shoots again.

#grian #gtws #goodtimeswithscar #forest the game #cannibal scar #just a silly tandom thing i wrote two months ago #yes i know it ends abruptly #inspired by that one clip of them going oh no scar has a gun #and a random comment that goes #scar you need to eat #yeah i will just stay still #ange writes #forest au

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energeticadrianz · 8 months

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rndom au stuff (forest au)

#six the musical #six the musical au #forest au #catherine parr #i don’t know the tags for elizabeth and mary whoops

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theprofessionalpromptmaker · 5 months

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Okay, here's a good one: A fantasy adventure story that's like Moonrise Kingdom, with the surrealism of Zeno Clash 1 and 2. Go!

(I am working through the backlog at the moment, so for anyone curious: REQUESTS ARE STILL CLOSED. But these are my requests from years ago, that I am finally answering now that life is marginally less bad.)

Person A was an orphan born into a small town, but has no records of their family before appearing there as an infant, and is always told by the townsfolk that no one leaves the town and no one enters. One day, they start hearing a voice speaking to them and they follow it to the edge of town and discover a barrier far on the outskirts. The voice promises to make them feel happy and loved and cherished and begins to aid Person A in escaping the barrier, but the world beyond is far more treacherous than they could’ve imagined, but the voice stays with them the entire time, helping them through trials, singing them lullabies at night, and guiding them closer to what the voice calls ‘home’.

Person A is the adopted child and apprentice of the guardian at the center of the universe, a being vast and powerful, but who they view as more a nagging parent than much else. And despite being the apprentice, Person A is never allowed to view the world of mortals who live within the universe they are to be the future guardian of. One day, when their guardian isn’t looking, Person A steals a tiny screen and begins observing the small corner of the universe it shows - a bedroom of a child, Person B, who is talking about a mysterious monster called Death that they are afraid of getting them. Person A, deciding that since they’re the future guardian of the universe, they’ll prove their maturity to their caregiver by going on an adventure to go defeat Death. But Person A isn’t aware of what death even is, so they decide to seek out Person B to get their knowledge about the monster.

Person A is a child who doesn’t feel like they blend with their peers, and then a new classmate joins their class who’s extremely strange and terrifies all the other kids, but Person A feels an instant connection with. Their strange and terrifying classmate, Person B, seems equally drawn to Person A. Person A starts to have strange dreams of a world unlike their own, where someone who reminds them of Person B is always with them, in a life they shared together in the elsewhere place of the dreams. When Person A mentions the dreams to Person B, they seem excited and tell Person A they can help them get home to that world and that life, and the two start planning how to runaway to this other world.

Person A was born into a family that heads a cult that speaks of an apocalypse day that is set to fall on one of Person A’s future birthdays, and due to this coincidentally shared date, Person A’s birthdays are always fairly somber affairs, without much celebration. Person B is someone they meet from outside the cult who is their closest friend and only one who doesn’t think their birthday is unlucky and evil, and promises to throw Person A an amazing birthday after they leave their family’s religion/sphere of influence. When that day finally comes, Person B does throw them the party, but when their family show up to crash it and try to stop it, Person A becomes emotional and Person B, wanting to save their friend’s birthday, releases a great deal of power that triggers the predicted apocalypse.

Person A was abandoned on the doorstep of family of hunters with many children, but who took them in anyway, but Person A always felt a bit like an outcast among their siblings. Unlike all their siblings, Person A has never been able to kill an animal but is very good at foraging. But one day, while on a lone hunting trip that’s a right of passage within the family, they start hearing a voice calling them deeper and deeper into the woods, that tells them they are the child of the forest god and are tasked with ridding the forest of the humans who hunt the animals there. Person A can’t decide who to trust or what to do, since they can’t go back to their family without killing an animal, but they also don’t want to do what the voice at the center of the forest is asking them to do and kill the only family they’ve ever known. So they decide to run away and try to find their own destiny. Along the way they meet various people and creatures and supernatural entities who they learn from/help/get experiences with.

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