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nix-writes-mcyt · 2 years

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I had an idea at like 2am so I don’t know how well it will work but yan!lastlife!Grian? Outline: the reader is a red name and just trying to hide from everyone so they don’t get killed. (Sorry if it’s not enough information)

So, 🌖 anon. I may have gotten a little bit of of control. This may be a little (or a lot) darker than you wanted and I originally intended. So please read the content tags to see if it's okay first. But we're going with it. If you read it, enjoy!

"I Found You"

Drabble Contains: Yandere and Yandere typical behaviour, more horror elements, mentions of violence, canon typical death mention, angst

I do not encourage this type of relationship or behaviour in real life, if you or someone you know is in a relationship like in this fic or like any other yandere works I encourage you/them to seek help as they are not healthy behaviours.Stay safe friends. ----------------------------------

It had been chaos. All it took was one slip. One accident and your name changed from yellow to red.

You didn't know what was happening. You remember the explosion, the fire, the smoke. You remember him calling your name, looking for you. But it was too late.

You didn't see your hearts ticking down. You were scared. The short fall only did a few hearts of damage. You only had a few hearts left. And then you had none.

You still are scared. Even now, in the tree your hidden in. You don't know where you are, where you spawned. You're grateful for it, but you know he'll find you eventually.

He swore he would, his name had been red when the two of you met for the first time. He almost took your yellow life, you begged him not to, and he spared you.

It had been a deal, he would spare you but you owed your life to him. And when the time came you owed him your final life.

As time passed he protected you, cared for you. Loved you. He made sure no one could take your yellow life away.

But now that life is gone. You're red now, like him. Your deal no longer holds up. The bond broken. He'll come for you.

He is coming for you. You hear his voice in the distance calling your name.

His voice is comforting, yet terrifying. You know what will happen if he finds you. You have no way to protect yourself.

Ensuring you're secure in the branches of the tree, and surrounded by leaves, you're careful not to move. His voice gets louder and louder as he presumably draws closer to where you hide.

As do your breaths, the sound of your heartbeat. They're all you can hear other than his voice. You stay as still at you can, catching sight of the familiar red jumper through the leaves.

"Y/n!" He calls again. "I know you're out here somewhere!" You try not to cry, try not to even let out a loud breath as he walks by the tree.

You're scared. So so scared.

You see his feet, the bottom half of his legs. You see the axe head glinting in the sunlight. You hope he doesn't see you.

"I will find you." He says to himself, finally walking past the tree. Still you don't dare move.

Hearing his footsteps get quieter is reassuring. He didn't see you, didn't hear you. He didn't know you were there.

The leaves of the tree rustle gently in the wind, you're able to focus on the sound rather than the sound of your fear.

The leaves rustle again, almost more violently than the first time. And again, even more so.

Then the tree starts to lean, you start to worry. Trees don't usually move so much.

Then you hear a crack, a creak, and the tree starts to fall. You're frozen in fear, falling having been how you lost your last life.

Sure enough you take a few hearts of damage, this time left alive. You're not given time to process, to think, no.

The sunlight blinds you temporarily, before a shadow falls over you. His laugh shakes you to your core, eyes staring into you.

"You really thought you could hide from me? Oh, love. You do know how to make me laugh." His face is suddenly serious, as is his tone of voice.

You can't find the words to respond as he pulls you out from the leaves, standing you in front of him. Your heart pounds as he reaches for his axe, you know what's coming now.

The deal you had made prior has ended. It's over. The two of you are over. And he knows that. Now he can take what he was going to in the first place, everything the two of you had lost with your yellow life.

He grins a twisted grin, eyes flashing red. Then his face falls serious again as he raises the axe to look at it. It shines bright, blade clearly sharpened since the last time you saw it.

Suddenly he reaches out with his free hand, taking you by the arm and pulling you close to him.

"I found you, Y/n, love of my life." Grian says, "I found you and I'm never going to lose you again."

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lunar-writes-things · 1 year

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EXTRA: SoB ideas

before we start, nothing in this is edited. You get to see the ideas I began with, the ideas that made it in, and the ideas that didn't. Enjoy my chaos of a mind

SEASON 8 BOATEM X READER

The reader is introduced LATE season 6 (their lore is that she wondered across grain's build while traveling in her ship and just kinda stayed)

LOTS OF FLUFF, LITTLE ANGST, AND A TINY BIT OF SEXUAL TENSION

she had found Grian and mumbo the first day with scar and joined them.

Her theme is gonna be something with Greek lore. She builds mount Olympus???? And all the stuff described in pjo books up there???? <---- Built cathedral

Good at Terraforming and building

GOTTA STAY ON THAT Y/N GRIND (literally pumping out content A LOT, she loves it but she doesn't really know how to take breaks lol. Lots of forced breaks with pouty y/n but she gets cuddles and sleeps lol)

gets a little sad when they have to move but also really hyped up for new beginnings with the rest of her friends

VARIOUS ENDINGS: Before the moon crashes and boatem is on Scar's rocket, Your chosen boatem member confesses their feelings, and when you say yes, they kiss the life out of you (OR YOU END UP WITH ALL OF THEM)

They never confess and Y/n is just doused in the void until she pops up next season (maybe drowning in the ocean??) (OR THE REST OF BOATEM FORGOT THEM AND Y/N STAYS IN BOATEM AND GETS KILLED DURING THE MOON CRASH!!!!)

BOATEM CHARACTER DYNAMICS/ INTERACTIONS WITH Y/N:

Grian x Y/- Tall Partner (y/n) x shorty (Grian), easy to cry (y/n) x Awkward comforter (grain), Lovers who are in total domestic mode, SIZE DIFFERENCE

Nicknames for Grian from Y/n- Pretty bird, birdy, tweet bird, Angel, cupid, wafflehead, Lovebird

Songs to associate with: Love Like You - Steven Universe / Rebecca Sugar, Paper rings - Taylor Swift, Until I Found You - Stephen Sanchez

Scenes to write- Y/n preening Grian's wings (and vice versa), helping Grian with the Alley and terraforming, Y/n is taking the Tegg from Grian and when he tries to stop her from finding it she kisses him breathless and he short circuits and Y/n finds it and bolts while yelling an apology to grian

Mumbo x Y/n- Flirty (Y/n) x Awkward (Mumbo), Teasing (Y/n) x being teased (Mumbo), Bodyguard (Y/n) x being bodyguarded (Mumbo). LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Nicknames for Mumbo from Y/n- Potato Boy, Mr. Ceo, Spud, Tater, Darl/Darling

Songs to associate with: Symphony - Cody Fry, Falling for Ya - Grace Phipps, Evermore - Dan Stevens

Scenes to write- Y/n killing things for mumbo, Y/n helping Mumbo Terraform, Y/n becoming a mooner and passes out because of exhaustion and Mumbo feels bad

Scar x Y/n- Literal Goddess (y/n)x Mess of a mortal (scar), Sunshine (scar) x Sunshine protector (Y/n), LOVE AT FIRST SIGHT

Nicknames for Scar from Y/n- Willy Wonka (Because of his hat), Magic Man, Mr. Scar, Honeydew

Songs to associate with: Get this Right (Outtake) - Frozen ll, GUY.exe - superfruit, For the Record - 36 questions

Scenes to write- Scar fixing up Y/n's base when she passes out, Y/n helping scar out with resources and materials for building, Y/n being a literal sugar mommy for scar, SCAR IS PART SIREN

"No, No, Stay right where you are, I'll put out the fire my love!" Scar said with a panicked look on his face as he grabs a bucket of water and throws it on the fire successfully extinguishing it while making Y/n laugh "I wanna make you swoon Baby! I want to rock you with my righteous romance!" Y/n is dragged up by scar who dips them down, their laugh echoing through the cave where they were having dinner

"I wanna make a move darling!" Scar spun Y/n around and into their seat before sitting down himself with a cringe "But I sweating through the seat of my pants!"

"One day I'm gonna take you dancing." Scar murmured into Y/n's ear and swayed while he was leaning on them

"Then in my future builds I will try to make a courtyard so we can dance in the rain." Y/n replied smoothly

Impulse x Y/n- practically intertwined with each other, tired parents, Redstoner (impulse) x Builder (Y/n),

Nicknames for Impulse from Y/n- Impy, redstoner, partner in crime, Puddin', Mr. candyman

Songs to associate with: I love you too much - Book of life, Burn for you - Barlow and Bear, Line without a hook - Ricky Montgomery

Scenes to write- Impulse panicking when Y/n gets sick, Y/n and Impulse treating the rest of boatem like their children, oddly domestic with each other, Wearing impulse's shirt while her dress is in the wash (WET CAT Y/N!!!!), SONG CHAP FOR I LOVE YOU TOO MUCH CAUSE ITS SO SWEET AND MAKES ME WANNA CRY

Pearl x Y/n- basically newlyweds, Bffs to flirty, Sun (Y/n) and Moon (Pearl)

Nicknames for Pearl from Y/n- My Jewel, Moony, dewdrop, Pearly-Pop

Songs to associate with: She - Dodie, Dandelions - Ruth B., Putting a Spin on Slow dancing in the dark - Egg

Scenes to write- making dinner together for the rest of the boatem crew, cuddling and sleeping on Pearl's bed, drawing out blueprints for builds together, Stargazing together

Scenes for anyone and Y/n- WALKING IN ON Y/N CHANGING!!!!!, Y/n and (Boatem member) working in silent tandem without talking while the others are just watching in shock, Y/n and (BM) are making out in a dark unlocked room and someone walks in as (BM) starts to undress Y/n + BOATEM MEMBERS HAVING A MEETING DISCUSSING WHAT HAPPENED WITH (BM) AND Y/N, All of them staying in Y/n's temp base for a movie night and accidentally having a cuddle pile, og boatem catching Y/n in a compromising position with a rival (Big Eye inc (Tango) or GOAT (Doc) or etho????), Y/n being genuinely mad at one (or all) of the boys (hair is floating, eyes are glowing, fun goddess stuff), Walking in on Y/n showering?"

"You go down just like Holy Mary, Y/n! Y/n!" Scar watched as the angel known as Y/n fought the wither for him, their hair whipping in the wind and the absolute power that radiated off of them made Scar want to bow down at their feet "Your beauty never ever scared me! Y/n! Y/n!"

"Help me make the most of freedom and of pleasure," Y/n's voice cracked as they watched the moon fall closer and closer to their home through the rocket window and watched as _____ grabbed _____ and _____'s hands "Nothing ever lasts forever." Soon the trapdoors under the boatem crew opened and the crew was doused into the void of the Boatem hole only connected by the thick rope around their waists leaving Y/n behind and left to die (BAD ENDING WHERE SHES LEFT BEHIND)

AND/ OR

"I CAN'T SAVE US!" Y/n sobbed as they tried to make her way down the Boatem hole with the others who were screaming for her "MY ATLANTIS! WOAH! OH-"

With the gravity shifted and switch, Y/n never got to the rest of Boatem and the rest of the Boatem members all had to watch Y/n float away out of their reach before the moon hit the earth. Their hearts aching with sorrow and regret as Scar held them all back with tears in his eyes. He already lost the love of his life, they all did, how would Y/n forgive them?

"For the record, this is self-destructive," Grian said and watched as Impulse and Mumbo nodded

"For the record, I'm aware of that!" Pearl dragged her hands down her face

"For the record, I've been picturing her body draped over the sofa wearing nothing but my hat," Scar piped up and covered his face with his hat with a blush

"For the record," Impulse started but was cut off by Mumbo who muttered

"We're screwed."

"It needs life," Y/n said walking on the man-made cloud made of glass, bone, diorite, wool, and other white-based materials "And I may be good at building but Life was never something I've been able to convey. That is where you come in, despite being a zombie you're so full of life, and the way you convey it is so so beautiful."

"You want me to add some armor stands?"

"Yes, please. I'll pay you for your work."

"I look at you, and I'm Home." The words came out in a breath and Y/n saw tears gathering in their eyes and as Y/n cupped their face they melted like putty "And I know I'm safe because I'm here... Here with you."

"You were My new dream," Y/n smiled, blood coming up in coughs and dripping down her chin from out of their mouth

"And You were Mine," They sobbed and held Y/n close as they pressed the sword deeper into their heart

"You two are so dramatic! Y/n will be fine!" Tango groaned and crossed his arms over his chest only to be punched in the arm by a crying Bdubs

"Boy," Y/n breathed out softly, leaning into Scar unconsciously "Your eyes are like emeralds."

"My Love for you will always burn," They said and pressed their lips to Y/n's. Full of Love and passion Y/n could stay like this forever as They cupped _____'s face

"To me, You're perfect." Mumbo sighed and pressed his lips to their forehead. When he pulled away Y/n grabbed his face and pulled him down to press a kiss to his lips, gritty with redstone dust but lighting up with the electricity between them

"Y/n," False looked at Y/n their face pained and lips pursed "You're in love with them."

"What?!" Y/n felt their face flush red "NO! They're my best friends! How could I be in love with them? I just really like hanging around them all the time, and maybe i purposely overwork myself so they can take care of me and sure I've have a history with 4 out of the five and maybe I love their smiles and everything about them and Okay, Fine, maybe I wanna kiss their pretty lips until we both can't breathe but that doesn't mean i'm in love with them! Not all of them!"

"Y/n-" Stress gaped at them and Gem and Cleo were in the background laughing their asses off "Y/n darling, what was the last thing you said?"

"I'm not in love with them?" Y/n asked

"The other last thing," Gem said still laughing

"I wanna-" Y/n paused as they went over the sentence again "Oh. Oh."

and Suddenly, Y/n was very happy Pearl was on a vacation and not with the other girls and them.

RIGHT AFTER (NEXT CHAPTER!!!) ^^^^

NIGHTMARE CHAPTER!!! STARTS OFF WITH Y/N AND WILBUR SOOT IN A HAPPY RELATIONSHIP BUT TURNS TO WHEN Y/N FINDS OUT ABOUT WILBUR'S SECRET FAMILY. MAKE IT FUCKING HURT PUT YOUR FEARS IN THIS SHIT LUNS!!!!!! Y/N RUNS TO PHIL AND BEGS HIM TO TRAIN HER FOR A ANARCHY SERVER AND BEFORE SHE LEAVES SHE GOES TO BREAKUP WITH WILBUR BUT HE LEAVES HER INSTEAD AND TELLS HER HE HATES HER AND BLAH BLAH BLAH BEFORE KILLING HER (Y/N FOUGHT WITH L'MANBURG AND DIED TWICE???? PROTECTING THE CHILDREN AND WILBUR???? <<<< Aforementioned family problems that Y/n left season 3 for????)

Y/N WAKES UP IN THE ANARCHY SERVER AND CONTINUES THEIR LIFE IN SOLIDARITY BEFORE XISUMA INVITES THEM BACK TO HERMITCRAFT. SHE ACCEPTS AND SWITCHES HER MAIN SERVER!!! "Ahh home sweet home," Y/n sighed before startign to burrow under the giant futureistic flower pot

CUT TO WHEN Y/N REALIZES THEYRE IN LOVE WTH THE BOATEM CREW AND START EVEN MORE ANGST THERE!!!!!!

Y/n is asleep and having a dream. Everything is realistic and stuff. Y/n is working on laundry when th rest of boatem drop by with distured, strained or disappointed faces when they caught Y/ns attention.

Y/n lights up and goes to reach for them only to be pushed away and their touch recoiled from. Y/n instantly feels their heart drop.

"Y/n," grian stepped up "You have to leave."

"What-" Y/n dropped what they were holding as they looked at Grian in shock "I- I'm sorry, whats Going on here? Is this a prank? Hahaha ve- very funny guys."

they weren't laughing though.

why weren't they laughing

this was a prank wasnt it?

What was going on

WHAT DID THEY DO?

"Leave Y/n," Impulse said and looked away with his arms crossed over his chest

"What- what did I do? Im sorry- Please don't leave me- please no, Not again-. I cant live without you guys! You are my happiness, my light, my worlds. Please don't leave me! Not again, Please I love you all!"

"Thats exactly why you have to leave Y/n," Scar said "Its so selfish of you that you cant pick a single one of us. It's actually kind of pathetic."

Y/n felt their heart crack into tiny pieces and even more so when they started to walk away. Tears blurred their vision as they treated to reach out but they couldn't move.

They couldn't breathe

they heard nothing.

they felt nothing.

nothing except the tears dripping down their cheeks and their trembling bottom lip.

"One day, I will stop falling in love with you," Y/n finally choked out "Someday, someone will like me like I like you."

Y/n broke down sobbing until a voice in the distance called Y/n, it getting closer and closer until

Y/n woke up.

It was a dream.

a nightmare.

and what a horrible one at that.

above them were the concerned faces of Mumbo and pearl, the only two who never said a word during the dream. Y/ hugged them tightly, burying their head into both of their shoulders before taking a deep breath and inhaling their familiar scents.

"I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I'm sorry." Y/n muttered and never caught the sad looks Mumbo and pearl gave each other "Please don't hate me. I'm sorry."

"Oh my sweet angel," Pearl sighed and rubbed Y/n's back "We could never hate you. We adore you. You are our happieness, Our light, Our world. I don't know what happened but we're here and everything will be okay."

1) MCC is canon. Players have to go through a special portal to travel across smps (or dimensions for them.) And once a month, some hermits and people across many servers and dimensions come to play and watch MCC (this was purely an excuse to write Y/n interactions with a lot of other streamers / Youtubers)

2) Y/n is not a pg streamer/YouTuber. They curse A LOT off camera and they curse on camera occasionally but it's mainly cut out. Some of the hermits on the server find it funny how such vulgar words comes from such a 'sweet' person.

Once they were playing MCC and Tommy, being the gremlin he is asked Y/n to curse.

"FUCK!" Y/n yelled and happy cheers reached their ears as they laughed, watching the stars around their head yell and scream in confusion while Tommy and Tubbo laughed and Sparklez scolded them.

MCC CHAP AFTER CHAP 14!!!!! Y/n near the end of the chap 14 gets something in the mail and its an invite to MCC 16!!! AUGUST 21 2021!!!! They are a part of Purpe pandas with Grian, Scott and Joel!!!! Taking over for Fruit because he couldn't make it.

THE HC GIRLS (- Pearl because she was on vaycay) MAKING Y/N REALIZE SHES IN LOVE WITH ALL OF BOATEM (I won't say I'm in love song)

THE BOATEM CREW CONFESSES MIDWAY THROUGH THE BOOK AND THEY TRY TO CONVINCE HER TO DATE THEM (DURING THE ENDING THERES 6 ENDINGS!!!! One for each Boatem member and one where they're left behind <---- (POSSIBLE???? idk I like the idea of boatem fighting for Y/n in front of them but it an be stressful + oblivious af Y/n)

OR Y/N CONFESSES TO ALL OF THEM FIRST???? ITS IN A PANIC AND SHES SAYING THE LYRICS TO THE SONG DONT YOU DARE (MAKE ME FALL IN LOVE WITH YOU)

Essentially, y/n is crying that shes scared to fall in love and she wants to trust her feelings. ENDS UP WITH SOFT REASSURING FLUFF!!! IM GONNA MAKE ME CRYYYYYY- (Listen to that song with rain and ACTUALLY LISTEN!!!! Let the feels run trough and let the juices flow. no holding back. you have a ton of potential) (AFTER ANGST CHAP!!!!!!)

TITLE IDEAS: A Wild Ride of Boatem, Goddess of Boatem, The Symphony of Boatem, Boatem's Stars

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frog-writes-for-fun · 2 years

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For the ask game, I wanna try “Sweet But Sour”

Hello! Thanks for the submission!

This would be an x reader fic, where the reader is usually this sweet person, but has a sour side. Someone says something that gets on their nerves, and the reader snaps. Their smile turns upside down and they are a sarcastic little shit for a bit. The reader's partner has to calm them down with cuddles, as the only person who doesn't get affected by the sour side of their personality.

There are a few people that could work here. My immediate instinct is to put Ren or Doc in this fic, or maybe both of the Octagon crew. In LL/3L/DL, Ren could still fit, but so could Pearl, or maybe even Grian. I'm not sure that this one would really fit with any of the Empires characters.

#ask game #frog writes #skeptic frog thoughts

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quinn-styx · 2 years

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This is a long overdue intro and request post!

Hello! I’m Quinn Styx! I’m a writer and local incorrect quote person for X Reader/(Y/N)! I write for MCYT sources and mainly try to post three times a month (I promise I’m working on things!!)

Requests are currently:OPEN!

Who I write for:

(NOTE: I only write for the characters, not the actual CCs)

Hermitcraft

I’ll write for all unless it has been otherwise stated that it goes against boundaries. I’m most confident in writing Scar, Grian, Mumbo, Ren, Impulse, and Cleo as that’s who I’m watching in season 9!

Dream SMP

I’ll write family dynamic things like SBI frequently whether requested or not. I’ll write romantically for most of the server, minus the younger adults/people who’s boundaries go against it. I’ll write platonically for everyone and most groups/dynamics. *also not with this that I would prefer a modern AU for these guys because I haven’t been caught up in a while and there’s no way in hell I’m doing it now

Afterlife SMP (tagged ALSMP)

I’ll do all lives for everyone, as usual, boundaries are important!

3rd life/Last life

I haven’t seen enough 3l/ll (Y/N) content so I’m making my own! I’ll write for anyone, and any duo/group. I’ll do best with flower husbands and desert duo!

Have a good day and stay safe <3

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frog-writes-for-fun · 2 years

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Could you do a Grian x Reader (Romantic if that’s alright) working together in Last Life and Grian being overprotective of the Reader? Sorry if this is hard to understand :P

Hello anon! Thanks for the request! The story was initially going to be a lot lighter but I may have accidentally made this yandere-ish. Not my initial intention, but if it works…

I’ve Always Got You

LL!Grian x gn!Reader (romantic)

Summary: Your partner is a tad overprotective when you join the Last Life server. Sometimes it’s warranted, but most of the time it’s just overbearing.

Warnings: Lack of communication between characters, shouting (but not caps), death, overprotective/overbearing behaviour, body horror (just in case).

Note: This is not the way you should deal with an overprotective partner in real life! Communicate with them, don’t bottle it up and explode!

When your partner announced he was starting the Last Life server, you were excited to join. You had just been a spectator for Third Life, and fell in love with the chaos and excitement of the games, and insisted to Grian that he let you participate in the new season.

When the number of lives was revealed, you and Grian both ended up with two lives. Grian was a bit more protective of you here than he’d ever been on Hermitcraft. At first it was kind of cute, but after a couple of sessions it was more annoying than anything.

This came to a head when Mumbo, still on his yellow life, tried to bring you some sugarcane that you’d requested. Grian practically drove him off, starting out passive aggressive but gradually dropping more obvious hints. After your friend left, you confronted your partner.

“Grian, it was just Mumbo!” By this point, you were beyond exasperated with your partner’s antics. “You need to calm down!”

Grian ran a hand through his hair in frustration. “I know that it’s Mumbo, but we’re in a literal death game, if you’ve forgotten!” By this point he was nearly shouting. “He could have been the bogeyman! We can’t trust anybody!”

“Then why are you so intent on sticking with me? Since we started this stupid game you’ve done nothing but try to hide me away from the others!”

“Because I love you, and I want you to be safe! I want to always be there for you!” Grian sounded almost pleading as he tried to reveal his thoughts.

You hung your head. “And you have been. I don’t always need you there, though.”

Grian was speechless for a moment. “I know that, I just-”

You couldn’t take this argument anymore. “Just leave me alone!” You stormed off, barely able to see through the tears that welled up. You could hear Grian calling behind you but you ignored him. Muttering under your breath, you ducked into the forest, pushing branches out of your face to progress.

You marched through the dense woods for several minutes, trying to put as much distance between yourself and Grian as you could. Eventually you came to a clearing, where you stopped to breathe. Wiping the tears from your eyes, you sank to the ground.

You only had a few moments of reprieve, however, as you heard someone crashing through the bushes behind you. As you jumped to your feet, you spun toward the source of the sound. “Who’s there?”

“Y/N!” Grian’s voice sounded panicked. “Where are you?”

“I told you to go away!” The rustling of leaves stopped for a moment, before beginning again. A beat passed as that’s all you heard until Grian crashed into the clearing. His eyes lit up as they found your frame, and he opened his mouth to speak.

Before he could, you growled at him. “What part of ‘leave me alone’ don’t you understand?” Whipping around, you stalked into the treeline. At least, you did for a few metres.

When you expected your foot to come down on the forest floor it went straight through the foliage. With the momentum you had going and the lack of attention you were paying, your other foot followed.

Your thoughts were abruptly cleared as you realised you were falling. Your grumbling turned into a gasp for air.

The pit you had fallen into was long, and looking down you saw a very obviously player-placed piece of dripstone.

Just before you hit, you heard a cry from above: “Y/N!” A flash of green and yellow appeared before your eyes and you were filled with a rush of energy. And then the impact came.

You respawned back in your base, laying on your bed motionless. You blinked to clear your head, then sat up and turned on your communicator.

<Smajor1995: What happened?>

<Rendog: Boogey kill?>

<Grian: I think so, it seems like an intentional trap.>

<SmallishBeans: I’m cured!>

<LDShadowlady: Umm… Grian’s red?!>

<TangoTek: Grian what happened?>

<Rendog: You good G?>

<Grian: A sacrifice was made.>

You shook your head. Grian was so dramatic sometimes. You lifted yourself to your feet, debating whether it was worth it to go get your items. Eventually you came to the conclusion that you would probably want your things back, so you made your way out into the centre of the Southlands.

As you walked out to the gate, you noticed the other Southlanders giving you concerned looks. A couple of them started to walk toward you, but stopped when you walked past. You ignored them, hoping that you’d be able to retrieve your items before they despawned.

The path to the location of your death was not long, and it was easy to follow the path of broken branches that Grian left.

When you stumbled into the clearing near the trap, you saw Grian kneeling next to a chest as he poured his inventory into it. You watched for a moment, taking in the sight of your partner.

His skin had lost its lively colour and was now a dry, dull grey. The name above his head was a vibrant blood red, as was his signature sweater. From what little you could see of his hands, the nails were long, dark, and jagged at the ends. When he stood, he exhaled deeply before turning his head slowly in your direction.

His eyes were dark red and his expression was cold. When he made eye contact with you, however, his face softened and his lips curved into a smile. “Oh, it’s just you. I thought you were someone coming to take your stuff.”

You returned his smile. “Thank you for getting it for me. But-” You cut yourself off and took a deep breath. “Why did you give me your life?”

Grian shrugged. “I panicked. I didn’t want to lose you, and I didn’t see another way out of that situation.”

“You could have let me go to red.” That would have been the obvious option, right?

“No, I couldn’t.” Your partner reached out a hand, taking both of your own in his. His skin was dry, chapped, and cold against your hands. When did he get so close?

“I’ve always got you, y/n. I won’t let you die first.”

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frog-writes-for-fun · 2 years

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Hello! I was wondering if I could request a Last life Mumbo x gn!reader? Hurt/comfort pls! (Idk how I want the fic to go so I'm letting you choose :] )

Hello Tobyn! I've seen you around a couple of my mutuals' blogs, and it's good to meet you!

Big thanks to Nix for this one! Your answer to the anon a few days ago about how to write angst to fluff was really helpful!

Accidentally on Purpose

LL!Mumbo x gn!Reader (romantic)

Summary: When your partner becomes the Boogeyman, tensions are high.

Warnings: Death (not descriptive), strained relationships.

Note: Angst (not super angsty, though) to fluff.

“Mumbo?” As you ducked into your shared base, you called out for your partner. He’d been missing all morning, and none of the other Southlanders had seen him since yesterday.

Glancing around the single room of the bunker, you saw no sign of Mumbo beyond the note he’d left for you that morning. Going up to the table it sat on, you reread the scrawled words, searching for any clue as to where he had gone.

Y/N,

I’m going out to work on a project. It shouldn’t take too long, and I’ll be back when it works. See you soon. I love you!

Mumbo

You didn’t remember him telling you about any upcoming projects, and that of itself was strange. Usually your partner would ramble to you excitedly about anything he was working on.

Flipping over the paper, you saw nothing on the backside besides a few spots where the ink had soaked through and a few particles of redstone that must have fallen off of Mumbo’s clothing. Scowling, you folded it back up and set it down. Shifting over to the chests along one wall, you pulled out a suit of iron armour and a shield. You knew better than to go outside the walls without any defences.

As you strapped the shield to one arm, you shouldered open the heavy iron door to leave. Blinking in the bright sunlight, you gazed around the Southlands. Grian and Jimmy stood discussing something outside the large cave that sat at the centre of the camp, while Impulse and Martyn patrolled atop the wooden walls.

As you walked up to Grian and Jimmy’s conversation you gave a nod in greeting, which the others returned. “Going somewhere?” Grian motioned to your equipment.

“Yes. Mumbo’s still missing, and I’m going to look for him. I should be back by night, whether or not I find him.”

“You’re going alone? Are you sure you don’t want any help?” Jimmy looked a bit concerned, but you shook your head.

“I’ll be fine! I’ve got all my gear and no one’s on red yet so it’s still pretty safe.” Jimmy hummed in acknowledgement. Bidding a quick farewell, you approached the gate of the Southlands. Calling up to Impulse and Martyn, you let them know that you were heading out and to expect you back around nightfall, if not earlier. When they gave an affirmative response you leaped over the gate and trotted off into the woods.

You began by following the main path that led to spawn. Keeping an eye out for other players and creepers, you kept one hand on the hilt of your sword. Despite what you’d told Jimmy about there being no red names on the server at the moment, you still had to be careful in case you met the Boogeyman.

Your mind wandered slightly from your actual path. If Mumbo was working on a project, where could that be? It obviously wasn’t around the Southlands, so it probably wasn’t a defensive thing. Was it something to attack another group? You weren’t currently at war, but maybe it was a preventative measure.

To entertain this possibility, you made a circuit between all of the different factions. Some of them you just skirted the outsides, while others you felt more comfortable actually talking to the occupants. No one had seen Mumbo.

The sun had long since hit its zenith and was now on a course to set. Under the cover of the trees surrounding the Fairy Fort, it was already almost dark. Ducking between the trees and under low-hanging branches, you continued to scan your surroundings for movement.

An arrow shot out of the darkness. It stuck into your shoulder, and you let out a cry of pain. Grimacing, you raised your shield to deflect the next shot and lept toward the skeleton archer. You managed to land one good hit, and as you raised your shield again the skeleton crumbled. Standing behind the falling body, sword completing its swing, was Mumbo.

“Mumbo!” You launched yourself at him, flinging your arms around him.

He stumbled, unprepared for the sudden weight. Chuckling, he stabilised himself on a nearby tree before leaning in and giving you a peck on the cheek. “Hello love.”

Stepping back, you gave Mumbo a cuff on the shoulder. “Where have you been? I’ve been looking for you all day!”

“I’ve been working on something that could really help the Southlands! Do you want to see it?” Mumbo’s smile was wide. He must be really proud of this creation.

“Of course! You know I love seeing your builds!” As you returned his enthusiasm, Mumbo’s grin grew even bigger.

He began to pull you into the woods. “This way!”

Your partner led you through a winding trail, the both of you keeping a sharp eye out for mobs. Eventually you came to a stony cliff, with a narrow tunnel dug into the surface. You didn’t recognise the location. Mumbo must have chosen it because it was a hidden place.

Mumbo led the way into the corridor. It wound up and down and around, until you had almost lost your bearings. A tunnel of this length shouldn’t fit in the cliffside that you’d seen when you entered!

“Mumbo?” He gave an acknowledging hum. “How long is this tunnel?”

He turned to face you. “Not much further.” Were his eyes glowing? Grabbing your wrist, Mumbo continued down the passageway. You tried to pull your hand away- he was moving too quickly. He didn’t let go. Resigning yourself to moving faster, you half-ran after him.

He pulled you into a natural cave. Stepping into the room, you looked around. It was large and… empty. Turning to Mumbo, you cocked your head in confusion. “Mumbo, where’s the-” You stopped, your eyes widening at the sight that befell you.

Mumbo stood next to a lever on the wall, one hand on the stick. His eyes were definitely glowing. Glowing red. He shoved the lever down.

You yelped, leaping toward him. “Mumbo-” The floor dropped out from below your feet, and you began to fall. The last thing you saw was red.

You woke up, gasping, in your bed. Leaping up, you rushed outside. The rest of the Southlanders were gathered in the centre of the fort. Noticing your appearance, Impulse waved you over.

“What happened?” Grian was the first to speak. “We were about to send out a search party when we got the death message.”

You were out of breath. “Mumbo was the boogeyman.” The others stared at you in shock.

“And he killed you? He could have gone for anyone!” Jimmy sounded in disbelief.

“I know.” Your voice was cold. “I don’t know if he thought I would be weak, or easy prey, or if he was even thinking.” Your face was stern. “If he was, he made the wrong decision.” Grian glanced around at the others with wide eyes. Jimmy, Impulse, and Martyn held looks of concern as they looked around.

Martyn was the first to break the silence. “I feel sorry for Mumbo.” You glared at him. “I mean, he kind of deserves it, but still. I wouldn’t want to be on the receiving end of that look.”

Jimmy gave a short laugh. “I don’t think Mumbo wants to be either.”

Catching a flash of movement from the corner of your eye, you turned toward the Southlands gate. Leaping over the entrance was Mumbo Jumbo himself. “Speak of the devil.”

Mumbo walked over to your group, watching you nervously. Impulse was the first to greet him. “Welcome back! You had us all worried when you just disappeared this morning.”

Mumbo chuckled. “Yeah, sorry about that. I didn’t want to be around you guys when the curse set in.”

“Seems to me like it didn’t make much of a difference.”

He met your eyes before dropping his gaze. “I didn’t have a choice. The day was almost over.”

“Right.” Turning to the others, you addressed them. “I’m going to reorganise the chests. I’ll see you all later.”

You could hear the others striking up a conversation with Mumbo as you left.

Inside the bunker, you had plenty of time to stew in your thoughts as you mindlessly sorted through the items in your chests. You were finally interrupted when the door swung open. Your partner stood there, a bit awkwardly as he met your gaze.

“Hello.” You didn’t respond, choosing to return to the chests instead. Mumbo came up behind you, wrapping his arms around your waist and resting his chin on your shoulder. “How mad are you?”

“Pretty mad.” You continued to work through the pile of items in the chest.

Mumbo planted a quick kiss on your cheek before pulling back. “I’m sorry. I didn’t feel like I had another option or I would have gone for it.” You couldn’t help but smile briefly.

Twisting around, you faced your partner. “I’m fairly sure you had at least one other option. You weren’t that far from the Fairy Fort, you could have lured one of them out.”

“I suppose I could have. The Boogeyman disagreed, though.”

“You speak like you weren’t the Boogeyman.”

Mumbo took a step away and rubbed the back of his neck. “The Boogeyman curse is… strange. I wasn’t fully in control.”

“Would you hold Joel accountable for his kills?” You studied Mumbo’s face intently for his reaction.

He thought over the question for a moment. “Well, yes. He’s a red though-”

“It’s the same thing!”

Mumbo tried to protest, but you cut him off again.

“I’m not even mad because you killed me; I’m mad that you betrayed me! If you had told me that you were the Boogeyman, I would have given you permission to take one of my lives!” Mumbo looked taken aback by your words.

“You would have?” There was clear shock in Mumbo’s voice.

You sighed. “Yes! If I were the Boogeyman, I would have told you, not run away and hide from my friends! I would have asked you to help me, probably.”

“Oh.” Mumbo fell silent, contemplating this. “I’m sorry.”

“I know. I’m not sure I truly forgive you, and I certainly can’t forget this, but I think I understand why you did it.”

The two of you stood in comfortable quiet for a moment. “I’ll take that.” Mumbo was the first to speak.

You smiled. “I love you.”

“I love you too.” Mumbo looked down before meeting your eyes again. “Does this mean I can kiss you?”

“Only if you promise that if you’re Boogeyman again, we won’t have a repeat of this situation.”

Mumbo grinned. “That’s a promise I can easily make.”

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Hey!👋

I really loved the scott shenanigans!

So on to more requests. Could you maybe write something about third live!Grian betraying the reader to win?

Thank you and have a great day!

-🍄anon

Hi 🍄! I hope you’re having a great day too! I write both platonic and romantic for 3L/LL Grian, but you didn’t specify so I went with platonic for this fic. It’s a bit ambiguous, so it could be read as romantic if you want, but when it’s not specified I’ll generally go more platonic.

The Watchers’ Will

3L!Grian x gn!Reader (platonic)

Summary: Grian was an old friend of yours, and the two of you joined the Third Life server together. You knew he was excited to win the competition, but you didn’t know just how far he’d go to secure victory.

Warnings: Angst, reader dies (but they become a ghost), mentions of explosions and other deaths.

Note: First attempt at angst, let’s go! Also, some events may have been shifted around, I binge-watched 3rd Life and some things blurred a bit. Call it creative liberty.

You and Grian joined the Third Life server together, and knew from the beginning that you’d be a team.

Scar was an unexpected addition to your team after Grian accidentally took his first live via creeper.

Of the three of you, Scar reached his red life first. Even with three pairs of eyes rather than two, no one saw that ravine.

You lost your first life in a simple accident, when you got caught in a cave with a swarm of creepers.

Your second life was lost to a much more intentional force. During the battle for the Red Desert, you were caught in the explosions that destroyed the landscape and were quickly finished off by Martyn.

After the battle, you respawned in the bunker you’d made in case of this sort of thing. You picked up the iron armor you’d made as a backup and headed out.

The bright sun reflected off the remaining desert sand as you emerged from the bunker. Blinking the light out of your eyes, you looked around. The land was torn apart, pock-marked with the aftermath of explosions. No one stood in the wreckage.

You grabbed your communicator. Scrolling through the chat messages, you scanned for the names of your allies. Grian had died. Just once, though. There was no death message for Scar, so they had both survived. You sighed in relief. Lowering the device, you scanned the sands once more.

Movement caught the corner of your eye. Turning, you saw the familiar red sweater of Grian as he dug his way out of the sand. Walking over to the hole he was crawling out of, you offered a hand and a smirk. “Great minds think alike, ey?”

He clasped your wrist, giving a smile and a nod in answer. “The fighting’s over, then? I haven’t looked at the chat; how’s Scar?”

You hauled your friend up. “Alive, at least. No idea where he is, or any of the Dogwarts lot.” He nodded.

“Shall we find him then, before he does end up losing his last life?” You gave a grin in return.

The two of you set off toward the remains of Monopoly Mountain, where the skeleton of the sand castle still stood. The going was a bit slower than it used to be as you and Grian had to avoid or jump over the pits caused by the explosions from the battle for the Red Desert.

As you reached the path that led up to the ruins of your old home, you thought to assess your gear. Quickly checking through your equipment, you ensured that your sword was safe at your hip and your armor was put on properly. You didn’t have much else, as your old tools and weapons had surely been taken after you died.

Making it to the top of Monopoly Mountain, you and Grian stepped up to Pizza’s grave. It was somehow still intact, despite the many explosions that had ravaged the nearby landscape. You both lay a hand on the headstone, taking a moment of silence for your fallen companion.

You stepped past the grave, up to the edge of the cliff. Raising a hand to shade your eyes, you looked out past the desert to the forest beyond. There was no sign of Scar, but a plume of smoke spiraled into the sky from somewhere beyond the trees. “I… don’t see him. Should we go to-”

A flash of pain burst across your back. You let out a gasp, spinning to face your attacker. You expected to see one of the members of Dogwarts, who’d hidden in the remnants of the sand castle, or maybe even Scar- he was on his red life, after all. Instead, you came face-to-face with Grian. “Wha-”

He swung his sword again, clashing against your chestplate.

You took a small step backwards, reaching to the iron sword on your belt. “Grian, why are you attacking me?” You brought up your weapon to block his next strike. His attacks held far more force than the slashes he’d tried in your practice spars.

“I’m sorry, but I have to do this!” You were forced against the edge of the cliff, barely deflecting blows that struck with bone-shattering strength. You never thought Grian could be this ferocious. You could feel your health depleting rapidly, as you didn’t have a shield and couldn’t fend off all his attacks.

You struck out desperately as you reached low health. You felt your blade connect a few times, but it wasn’t enough to force your attacker off.

“Hey, hey, hey, what’s happening here?” An incredulous shout came from the path leading to the peak where you and Grian fought. Glancing over, you saw Scar bounding up the rough road.

“I’m sorry! The watchers need me to do this!” In your brief moment of distraction, Grian struck again.

“Grian!” Scar’s call came too late. Your old friend stabbed his sword into your chest, piercing straight through you.

The feeling of dying was strange. On the one hand, you felt the solid thump as your body hit the ground. On the other, you remained standing, with the sword through your now-incorporeal form.

Blinking, the world seemed… dimmer? Less saturated? Glancing around, you saw other forms take shape. Jimmy, Cleo, Skizz, the other players who’d died.

Jimmy had a concerned expression, while Skizz was more surprised. Cleo seemed almost happy, and waved to you. You hesitantly waved back.

You tried to speak, to ask what was happening, but when you opened your mouth nothing came out. Seeing what you were trying to do, Cleo held up her communicator, pointing at it. Looking down, you saw that your comms device had seemingly come into the afterlife with you. Picking it up, you saw some messages pop onto the screen, in a chat just for the spectators.

<ZombieCleo: Welcome to the afterlife y/n!>

<SolidarityGaming: I never expected Grian would do that! Are you okay?>

<SolidarityGaming: Well, I guess you’re dead too. I mean emotionally?>

Looking back up at the other dead players, you shrugged. Turning, you watched what was happening between Grian and Scar.

“What do you mean ‘you had to do it?’” Scar sounded in shock.

“The watchers needed me to!” Grian looked nearly in tears. “I didn’t want to!” His voice was choked.

You looked up at the other spectators, confused. Skizz had gone, presumably to his still-living allies. Cleo shrugged, and your communicator pinged.

<ZombieCleo: Not us.>

Returning your gaze to the other residents of the Red Desert, you saw that Grian had left. Scar stood next to Pizza’s grave, pulling out some trapdoors and stone from his inventory. As you watched, he built another grave beside the llama’s. A chest was placed on top, containing the gear you had when you died. Your bloody sword was laid on top. The final piece was a sign, denoting who the memorial remembered:

Y/N

Friend, Ally, Fighter.

Betrayed, but would never betray.

Rest In Peace

Scar stood at the completed grave for a minute, head bowed. “I don’t know if you’re watching, y/n.” You started. “If you are, know that I won’t let him get away with this.” Turning, Scar made his way down the remainders of what used to be your home.

Grian stood, victorious, over Bdubs’ body. Turning, he faced Scar. “We did it! Scar, we don’t have to fight, we can be friends again!”

You couldn’t believe your ears. Grian had betrayed you, literally backstabbed you, and he was willing to ally with Scar now? Did you really mean so little to him?

The rest of the watchers floating around the scene frowned. This was a game to the death, not a game of friendship.

Cleo nudged you. Glancing at her, she raised her comms. You glanced down to see a message on yours.

You looked up at her and nodded. She returned it, then moved back to the circle of spectators.

Scar looked… hopeful? Confused? You weren’t entirely sure what emotions were flickering through his face. Before he could respond, you typed a message into chat.

Grian’s face fell as he read your words. You only smiled.

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