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collection of posts for a very specific dynamic
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site that you can type in the definition of a word and get the word
site for when you can only remember part of a word/its definition
site that gives you words that rhyme with a word
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“how did you get into writing” girl nobody gets into writing. writing shows up one day at your door and gets into you
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I want to read a fic but I want to read MY fic that I haven't finished yet
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Lets see how long it takes me to get through all of these
50 VAGUE ANGSTY + HURT/COMFORT DIALOGUE PROMPTS
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"You... you really mean it, don't you?"
"Say it again. Please. Say it again."
"When's the last time you slept?"
"Stay. Please stay."
"I don't know if I can forgive."
"How could you?"
"I'm here. I've got you. You're safe now."
"Leave. Now. Just leave!"
"I'm trusting you. Please don't make me regret it."
"Please... what am I doing wrong?" "What aren't you doing wrong?!"
"They shouldn't treat you like that."
"Help me."
"You deserve better than me."
"What's wrong?"
"I can't. I just can't."
"You were calling out, in your sleep. You said my name."
"You don't have to be alone anymore."
"I'm sorry. I don't remember."
"What can I do to be enough for you?"
"Please. For me." "...okay. For you."
"Oh, love. What have you done to yourself?"
"...you knew?"
"Did they hurt you?"
"Unless you ask me not to in the next five seconds, I'm going to hug you."
"I know you have no reason to trust me. But please... I'm asking you to anyway."
"You're allowed to need help."
"Forgive me, my love."
"...I don't hate you." "...you don't?" (Bonus: "No. Not yet.")
"Tell me the truth."
"You're okay. You've got to be okay. You've got to be. You're okay. Please. Please be okay."
"You came back for me. You actually came back for me."
"I already knew I wasn't good enough."
"You don't get it, do you?"
"Are you going to kill me?"
"You deserve better than this. You deserve better."
"I'll do anything. Anything at all. Just let my friend go."
"Why? Why are you helping me?"
"Please stop hurting me. Please. Please stop."
"You have nothing to apologize for."
"I deserve it."
"I'm sorry, that was... embarrassing."
"Tell me what I did wrong! What's wrong with me?!"
"Why haven't you been eating?"
"I... I think I need a hug."
"Oh, love..."
"This is all my fault."
"I love you. I'm sorry."
"Don't touch me!"
"You hurt me. I didn't think..."
"Goodbye."
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*screams* I tried to write for Of Songbirds & Watchers and came up with this, I do not know how to continue it but wanted to share for some validation or something.
Content Warnings: brief mention of suicide Word Count: 197
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The endless expanse of the voice wrapped around Xelqua like a hug, whispering sweet nothing's into his ear. Sharing its secrets with the Watcher. Sharing its love.
It was a nice change from the nothingness he had felt since he had first jumped into the void. Not knowing how many days had passed, or how long until one of Them would come. Dragging him from the depths, promises of punishment lacing Their tongue.
Xelqua wasn’t suicidal, despite what his numerous leaps into the void would suggest. Sometimes he just preferred feeling nothing, as opposed to the weight and guilt that followed him everywhere outside the void.
The void, for their part, did not seem to mind the company. At first, it had simply allowed him to float, but after a few dozen leaps it had begun shifting around him. Eventually it spoke, words only he could hear.
Though, his stays could never last forever. All too soon, something grabbed at Xelquas robes, hoisting him through the void and towards solid ground. As he breached the surface, he coughed, the same void he had been in moments ago seeping through his lungs and onto the endstone before him.
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hunted hybrids au rambles
this is an au me and @linkito made for our scarian RP, so just beware it’s focused solely on these two and it’s self-indulgent. CWs, i suppose, are themes of violence and dehumanisation of hybrids, and mention of self harm (feather plucking).
the basic premise is that hermitcraft’s code got attacked. think season 8 moon big and ground deteriorating underneath their feet, but it’s all more rapid and out of the blue. they don’t get a chance to investigate or prepare. it’s just. happening. so obviously, confusion and panic.
and then the hermits get scattered, to other worlds, seemingly indiscriminately and at random, as hermitcraft implodes.
grian and scar end up in the same world, but it takes them about a week to realise. (a very horrible week, mind you.) their comms don’t work quite right here.
now, where they’ve ended up is a very, very hybrid-hostile world. think rough people and black markets and criminal societies. think hunters and bloodhounds and phantom-dragons that screech through the night. think traps and watchtowers and rotting forests without a bird-chirp in them.
this world considers hybrids to be something to hunt. something to take apart and sell and gloat about. vexes are disliked and killed for sport, for bragging rights. there’s no mercy in that. avians, though? avian wings are seen as a commodity, a decoration. something to make money out of and claim a different kind of prestige from.
... did i mention this world is permadeath?
yeah.
so here we have these two hermits, and i think it’s important to note that the life games aren’t a thing in this universe. they never experienced a situation where they have to fight for their life. they find themselves here, stranded and alone, not knowing if their home even still exists or what happened to the others and if there’s anyone left out there who will be looking for them.
maybe they try to look for help, used to friendly communities and little to no consequences.
maybe they get glares and smirks and weapons pulled on them.
maybe they realise the error they’ve made. maybe they realise that this is no place to seek help.
and then they run.
and all they can do is keep on running.
(the wood is rotten. the animals are scarce, next to none - have they even seen any? besides the wailing hounds? they can’t remember. the resources are hidden, stashed away in the communities they are desperate to get as much distance from as possible. the land is dark, and eerie, and unfamiliar. it’s late autumn, toppling into winter, air chilly and frosty, and they are so, so very underprepared.)
i think this is a good time to note that i chose violet-backed starling as the bird-base for grian in this au. because the wings are brilliant and bright and vibrant. they’re rare. expensive. very, very much wanted. (very hard to hide in a drab late-autumn.)
scar and grian meet under dire circumstances: a hunter de-routed from going after scar by a call for backup, to a violet-winged avian—an information scar overhears—a trophy too precious to walk away from. this is the moment scar has the startling, horrifying realisation that grian is also trapped in this world. (he hears him before he sees him, and he’d know that voice anywhere.) (he never heard him scream like this before—)
long story short, grian gets hurt, scar goes a little feral, and together they escape, to seek out shelter and supplies in a world that seems determined to strip everything away from them. it’s getting colder, and they have nowhere to go but deeper into the forest, hoping that they’ll eventually go far enough that the hunters will give up. (a feeble, impossible hope.)
please think about them being so confused and destabilised over the realisation that they’re no longer alone. the complicated feeling of relief of having someone familiar and safe there, and the absolutely nauseating terror of having them there, because it means they’re stuck in this nightmare, too. the struggle to keep each other alive and sane through it. the way how something so normal and taken for granted gets turned upside down—and gentle touch now feels so unfamiliar. (oh how they need that softness, in a world that is only ever harsh and cruel.)
the (so far) two drawings i made for this au are:
1. them curled up into each other, wrapped up in a blanket, trying to keep warm and survive the night. please note that scar is pressed against grian’s back, protecting the part of him that now feels the most vulnerable. (grian’s wings are a huge target. a beacon beckoning the hunters closer.) grian used to sleep (on those rare moments when he actually allowed himself to stop and nap) with his wings pressed against hard, rough, cold edges, just to hide them. just to make them less visible, just to make himself a little less vulnerable. (his feathers are a mess.)
2. on that note. the second drawing touches on grian’s complicated feelings about his wings that come from all this trauma. because all those pretty feathers do is drag danger to them. because he used to love them and they used to be his pride and joy and they let him feel free, but he can’t even fly anymore (the sky is too open; there are too many airborne hunters and watchtowers). and it’s these damned feathers that cause him and, more importantly, scar to get hurt and have to run and run and run even when they feel like they can’t anymore.
grian is so upset with his feathers. they feel like a curse. they feel like a burden. they feel like he’ll never not be terrified as long as he has them. he’s tired and in pain and cornered and desperate, and he wants them gone. and so what if he cries. what if he starts plucking them out, urgent, frustrated, panicked sharp yanks, and—
and scar is there, and he’s shushing him and telling him to stop. telling him that his wings are beautiful, and they’re his, and scar won’t let anyone else touch them, ever. it’s okay. it’s okay it’s okay it’s okay. (nothing is okay.)
//full drawings are linked so feel free to check them out if you're interested :3
------ @motherofplatypus a bit late but here you go! the requested au rambles
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Oh my god omhrivuyqewbcv that would be so amazing!!! Just off the top of my head from Hermits I have, I think...
Pearl - as mentioned previously, would get assigned a wolf fursona because of her love of wolves in the Life series - Though I can also see her as a goose since they symbolize perfectionism and... Season 8 started base.
Joe of the Hills - look me in the eye and tell me he would not be a neon rainbow furry. You can't. What animal? I dunno, I just know she'd be colourful.
Also! Also! What if the hamster costume Grian wore in S6 was a fursuit Scar made?
I love how you draw Scar and the way you turn him into a furry at any given opportunity <3
Fun fact I did think of an au where it's just normal hc but scar is a fursuit maker FJGKDKGKRKG
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Geminitay of the minecrafts has a sleeper build. Cute little cottagecore princess who could never harm a fly -SYKE, GIRLIE HAS MUSCLES FOR DAYS
#nes talks#geminitay#hermitcraft#context to this#no one expected her to be able to murder legit everyone ever with a sword#so#in universe#she probably doesn't look particularly strong#until she flexes#and then it's like ohhhhh boy you've fucked up mate
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Hello! Idk how much you watch non-hermitcrsft creators, but I have this au that floats through my mind occasionally where Grian and Philza are long lost brothers. If you're up to it, could you possibly write the rest of the sbi learning about the brothers?
Gonna be so honest with you, this has been sitting in my inbox since Sept and at first I did intend on trying to write it despite the fact I have never watched Philza in my life - but at this point I don't think I will I am so sorry bestie
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🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with? 🦋what are you most insecure about when you post a fic?
🌻what makes you want to give up on writing? what makes you keep going?
🌿how does creating make you feel? 🍉in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?
🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing
🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change? 🎉how often do you celebrate completing & posting a work? how often do you give yourself the credit/validation that you seek from others when you post? (if you don't, you should!)
💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
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🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?
🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of? 🤲what do YOU get out of writing? 💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer? ☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?
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🌈is there a fic that you worked *really fucking hard on* that no one would ever know? maybe a scene/theme you struggled with? 🦋what are you most insecure about when you post a fic?
🌻what makes you want to give up on writing? what makes you keep going?
🌿how does creating make you feel? 🍉in what ways has writing helped you process trauma and/or navigate through your own life?
🎀give yourself a compliment about your own writing
🎈describe your style as a writer; is it fixed? does it change? 🎉how often do you celebrate completing & posting a work? how often do you give yourself the credit/validation that you seek from others when you post? (if you don't, you should!)
💞what's the most important part of a story for you? the plot, the characters, the worldbuilding, the technical stuff (grammar etc), the figurative language
💝what is a fic that got a different response than you were expecting? 🤍what's one fic of yours you think people didn't "get"? 🕯️was there a fic that was really hard on you to write, or took you to a place you didn't think it would take you? 💥find your least kudos'd fic - say something wonderful about it. 🍭why did you start writing? 💎why is writing important to you? 📡why is writing and sharing your writing important for fandom?
🪄what is your post-writing/sharing aftercare? How do you take care of yourself or celebrate yourself when you've finished a fic?
🎙️which one of your fics would you like someone to make a pod-fic of? 🤲what do YOU get out of writing? 💋when you leave comments on a fic, do you want to hear back from the writer? ☯️how do you think engaging with each other through tumblr, twitter, comments, kudos, creates healthy fandom experiences? How do you deal with that if you're not a social person/experience social anxiety?
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Mimi
STATS:
STR 8
DEX 16
CON 14
INT 11
WIS 14
CHA 18
Character Synopsis: Mimi was once the child of a noble lord and lady, having been born very weak and sick, his parents would spend years trying to find a way to stabilize his condition, unfortunately they did not have the time, as Mimi’s condition worsened beyond their control and he eventually passed away. The despair of the lord and lady was felt throughout the city, as they invested in a massive funeral precession in honor of their son. All the while, Mimi’s ghost watched from their home, confused, but free. He quickly found the head maid who alongside his mother would sing him lullabies to sleep, after she feinted from the shock of seeing him, they spoke for a while and she began to understand his predicament. She insisted that he not show himself to his parents quite yet, as they would surely seek a way to bring him back from the dead rather than let him be free from the body that ailed him so. She told him to seek out the adventurers guild, and that surely he would be able to find a new way to live outside in the world until his parents moved on from their grief and could meet him again in this form.
Mimi’s Jug
Wondrous Item, Rare (Requires Attunement)
This container has Spiritual Essence within it, it is able to mold this essence when any liquid is placed inside of it, creating a viscous chocolate flavored brew. The container can only be filled up with liquid once per day, you must wait one minute for the liquid to transform, upon completion there will be 5 doses of the Choco Brew. When a creature drinks the the Brew, they regain 2d8 + 2 Hit Points and gain 5 Temp HP. Additionally, until the creature finishes a Long Rest the creature can add 1d6 to any ability check, attack roll, or saving throw, potentially turning a failure into a success. Once a creature does so, it can’t do so again until the start of its next turn. A separate creature can only drink from the Jug if you are willing.
DISCLAIMER:
Feel free to use the character as a PC or NPC and the Item in your home campaigns.
This content is not for Commercial Use, in no way shape or form are you to use this outside of your own personal games, if I see this in use with a commercial product you will be flagged and legal action will be made. Please respect mine and the artist’s wishes.
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