Oh? A New Nightdream Animatic? That's Crazy That Never Happens

Grian isekai au because the life series watcher lore is so isekai coded... like fym this guy turned into a player to save his friends that is literally a isekaier right there!!!!

Anyways, yeah <3 he got isekaid into his own novel full of tragedy and suffering, one like = one prayer 🙏 for Grian

Additional little facts and stuff down here 👇

- Grian, One, and Two all have some sort of head cover to allude to the Watcher's robes. Along with the evo symbol embroidered in their clothing and an eye pin.

- One and Two are actually based on Steve and Alex from the WeTheWatchers minecraft skin.

- One, Two, and Three are their pen names.

- Scar being Grian's favourite alludes to 3rd life (because im still ill abt 3rd life) where Grian says that he still sticks with Scar after he lost his 1st life because "he's the most interesting character here."

- I dont actually know how Grian got isekaid in the first place. It's either:

a. He gets hit by a truck (classic)

b. He gets so stressed about One and Two being the average ao3 writer and butchering his characters he got sick and d-worded in his sleep (he's so dramatic)

c. He just gets pulled in inside the novel Dora style middway complaining about the angst One and Two wrote.

I told you, this art is inspiring. Fic under the cut.

Hermitopia Cowboy AU

It was dusty and hot, but that didn't deter Grian as he arrived in the lawless town of Hermitopia. He grabbed his bag and got out of the train. He took in the wooden buildings, horses tied to hitching posts, and tumble weeds crossing the dirt roads.

“Great, you’ve arrived.” There was a haggard looking train attendant on the platform to greet him. “Next train is tomorrow. Here are the keys to the office, the station and your room above the station. Good luck.” The man grabbed his own luggage from the platform and got on the train Grian had just departed.

“Wait, aren't you supposed to show me the ropes.” Grian tried to grab the other man before he got on the train, but the man yanked his arm away. He wasn't expecting to get thrown to the wolves moments after arriving. 

“No way, no how. I’m outta this dump.” The train door closed and cut Grian off from throttling the man. 

The train whistle sounded and the engine started to chug away down the line.

“Well, that sucks.” He didn't stay to watch, but grabbed his bag again and looked at the decrepit station in a new light. He was only stationed here for a year, hopefully. He’d have to get used to this place on his own.

Climbing the stairs he pulled out the key to his room. The door opened to reveal a small bed,  a 3 drawer dresser with one broken handle, and a small table with one chair.

There wasn't a huge build up of dust or dirt but he was disappointed that there wasn't a bathroom, only a chamberpot. “Yuck. Maybe my father was right, and I am a bit spoiled.” He emptied his meager belongings into the dresser and went to find himself a good meal.

“Cow-ooo, there you are, you silly thing.”

Grian spotted his first resident. A tall man, in a cowboy hat, with a green shawl wrapped over his shoulder, decorated with sunflowers. 

He surmised that the man’s horse had pulled free from one of the hitching posts and wandered away.

“Hello.” Grian called out in a friendly manner.

The taller man whipped around, startled. “Ahh, you can't sneak up on a man like that.” He had the most stunning green eyes Grian had ever seen, but as distracting as they were, his own eyes were drawn to the man’s open shirt and the large scar across his chest.

“Hey, you must be our new train station man. Welcome to Hermitopia. My name's Scar.” He holds his hand out for Grian to shake. His hand is quite strong, and Grian can feel himself smiling. 

Maybe this year won't be so bad.

you.... YOUU!!

back in my humble beginnings (aka returning to mcyt and getting roped into hc/life series right away), i first saw your art on pinterest.

ykyk THE VERY FIRST VERSION of double life scarian being all sexy, "you can be the match and i can be the fuse, boom" moment and I. WAS. OBSESSED. even more so now when you dropped the REMAKE of it LIKE- DHFSJFHS?!?! something something, your previous style looked kind of round-ish before (not the best explanation I KNOW)? but now the lines are DEFINED and grian, scar, pearl and everyone you drew in your style got HOTTER AND CUTER. I will make out with your scar design and marry your grian design ty and farewell

tl;dr i gobbled up your stuff on pinterest until i decided that i needed the myth and the legend themself.

here's the part where id ask a humble request (a sketch will do honestly): YOUR VERSION OF SUNFLOWER OR POPPY/LILAC SECRET LIFE SCAR

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Oh my gosh my HEART <3 That means so much to me <3 giggling and blushing

Have sunflower Secret Life Scar ~

Forever in that goddamned desert 🏜️

is anyone else still stuck in that goddamn desert or is it just me and goodtimeswithscar over there

everybody do the weenus

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Elves and Alchemists Part 2

Part 1

Grian had finally tracked down an elf. It had taken only 24 months of research, tracking down rumors and scouring news articles. While most elves lived in their hidden retreat, there was one that roamed the land like a vagabond.

Grian packed lightly, not wanting to be tied down by meager possessions. He was getting nervous, as this might be the only elf that he would ever get to speak to. He had to present himself at his best. So he donned his finest robes, and an alchemist hat.

When he first got to the small town the elf currently resided in, it only took a few questions of the town’s inhabitants to be pointed in the right direction. The elf had a small cottage on the edge of the forest, as he needed to commune with nature frequently.

There wasn't any fence, or border that Grian could see, but there was magic in the air as he approached. The elf was tending to some flowers, and as he worked he was talking to a small cat.

“Say, Jellie, we need to get another batch of Mrs. F’s cookies. We’ve almost run out. How about we…” they turned and noticed their uninvited guest. “Oh, hello there!”

Grian meanwhile was reliving a memory, almost a nightmare, from his childhood. “It’s you.”

They approached, with a smile on their face. “Yes, of course it's me. I'm always me. And you are?”

“No, no, no. I mean. It's you, from back then.” The elf that had saved Grian as a child, from a vicious explosion.The one that has inspired him to become an alchemist, the one he had been searching for all his life. Was right there in front of him. He had all the same scars as back then, and some new ones. They didn't detract from his handsome features. Grian wondered briefly if he got all those scars from helping people.

Grian almost fell over, but the elf had grabbed his arm to prevent him from hurting himself. “You don't look so good. Do you need to sit down? Come inside for a moment.”

Grian was ushered inside and pushed down onto a comfy couch. He stared as the elf began to prepare some tea, and cookies.

“Now these are the best cookies. I’ve been trying to get Mrs. F to give me the recipe for ages, but she refuses. You just take a bite, and all your worries just fade away. They are magical.”

“What's your name?” Grian needed to know. He had been searching his whole life, leading up to this meeting.

“Oh, well, my actual name is difficult for humans to pronounce, so I just go by Scar. It's much easier than Rᔑᒷ∷ᔑリ z||ꖎ ̇/╎ᓭ||ᓭ.”

While the name sounded beautiful, it slipped through Grian’s brain and right out again.

“Do you remember me?” Grian grabbed Scar’s hand and pulled him down on the couch next to him.

“Woah there. I have a thousand years or memories I need to search through. Give me a minute.” Scar looked closely at Grian’s face. “Hm, I'm not sure. Humans change so quickly. Sometimes it's hard for me to remember, or I get the grandson confused for the grandfather.“

Scar was staring intently. Having his beautiful face so close to Grian’s own made him flush a bit under the scrutiny.

saw the newest tree scar built and had to do art about it

Redrew my first scar fanart again! This is 2 years of difference

This was yummy, so I made you a ficlet for this art. It's under the cut.

It was late, and Grian should have gone home to his base hours ago. He knew he shouldn't fly in his current inebriated state, so he stayed in Scar’s living room. He was listening to Scar talk about Jelly, or maybe it was Cub, could have even been about his upcoming improvement plans. Grian could listen to Scar talk for hours.

Grian liked the sound of Scar’s voice, but it was making him feel funny. It was making him flustered and warm, or maybe it was the alcohol.

Scar didn't seem to notice Grian becoming more and more jittery, his wings twitching in his agitation. Scar just kept on talking. Grian couldn't take it anymore, he needed Scar to stop talking before he burst into flames.

Scar certainly noticed as Grian stumbled over his way. “Hey there G, you feeling okay?”

Grian didn't bother answering as he sat himself down on a very startled Scar’s lap. “I need you to be quiet for a little while.” He said as he leaned in and stopped Scar from talking, capturing his open mouth in a sloppy kiss.

Scar didn't immediately kiss him back, as stunned as he was. Even Grian was surprised at himself.

When Grian stroked Scar’s neck gently, his claws caressing the sensitive skin lightly, Scar started to reciprocate, deepening the kiss. Scar was very enthusiastic, letting his tongue dance and slide into Grian’s mouth as well.

When they finally broke the kiss, gasping for air, Grian saw the look in Scar’s eyes. “I could get used to you shutting me up this way, pretty bird.”

Grian’s cheeks were flushed from the alcohol, but the blush spread to the tips of his ears at the term of endearment.

“Oh, shut up you.” He chided softly.

Scar just smirked, “Make me.”

If your able to can we get some scarian?

this was supposed to be just a sketch but i am unable to chill, apparently

Grian in Double Life💞