#biblically accurate grian

[roo-brr]

Holy shit guys, I haven't shown you my Grian ponies.

We have Biblically accurate Grian, and FiShing mAn Grian, with what is supposed to be his mending book in his bang thing.

Oh with snail

[gh0stb0yyy]

guess what

"what?" you ask

watcher!grian that's what

(pls credit gh0stb0yyy on Tumblr if u repost anywhere pls)

[angelbunny-arts]

scarian yaoi hands is the only reason i sincerely hope that neither of them find my tumblr

anyway happy chaos day (april fools)

[onebizarrekai]

totally regular, non-bad boys in secret life (sessions 1-3)

[saltsourz]

Finally got around to drawing Watcher!Grian (Scout) from Covet by @digitalta

I've wanted to make fanart for a long time but was always bad at drawing anatomically correct wings and I wanted to make sure I would make his design look believable.

Today I felt confident enough to attempt it and ngl I'm kinda loving how it turned out.

Color pallete isn't accurate I just didn't have any good purple markers all of them are too dark, my apologies. And watercolor doesn't mix well with the fine liner I have as you can see from the smudges.

Anyway if you like watcher Grian and/or eldritch creatures then check out this fic for sure!!

[traffic-smp-headcannons]

Any players with wings big enough for flight bind them to keep things fair. This creates some real dramatic irony when they're falling to their death.

the responses... vary. Jimmy complains ("it really would be quite a bit easier to not die if you'd just let me fly!"), Pearl is silent (accepting the rules of the game) but if she dies from it, proceeds to bother her brother about it for weeks on end, Skizz huffs good-naturedly and, when falling, just tries to keep his other wings in check (too many to properly bind).

Grian... well. He made the game, for void's sake, he should know how to accept this! The unholy screeching is funny, though.

-mod enen

[jimjamjommeron]

'I don't have a mouth!' -Grian

Dare I say it makes him look more fish that way?

[mlimes-smiles]

they hug 🫂

[ppripara]

silly guy ain't he?

[aviatrsts]

I too have a destiny

This death will be art

does a warning apply here?

[nho-jungle]

[wakes up in a cold sweat] the first “canon” mention of the watchers in minecraft is from a 2013 etho video on the mindcrack server where he finds a baby zombie pigman and puts him on a ledge, saying “he can be our little watcher”

[zephyreon4]

third life season 3 got me thinking about the watchers again, so here's a concept sketch of what their true form could look like! i might draw their "human" form later, i have a few ideas.

(woops, got a bit carried away with the background lol)

< click for quality >

[definitelynotshouting]

I voted!

‘always been you’ and scarian? (i’m weirdly nervous about asking lmfao)

LETS GOOOOO SCAR SWEEP SCAR SWEEP!!!

for my own sanity im keeping these short but here is your drabble my friend!!!

Scar's eyes have been burrowing into his back far too long for Grian's comfort.

"Alright," Grian snaps, turning on his heel with an abruptness that has Scar physically backpedaling, "whatever it is you're thinking, go ahead and spit it out."

It slips out harsher than intended– but it's been a... day. A long, stressful day, with Scar being difficult at every turn– and maybe that's not charitable, but that's where Grian's at right now.

The echo of a familiar heartbeat drums in his ears, parallel to another game, another life; it rebounds in Grian's palms, the unconscious curl of his fists. He'd give anything not to stand here. He'd give it all to go back to the start.

Any other day, Scar might stammer, play it off– offer something nonsensical that would pry a high-pitched, incredulous laugh from Grian's throat. But today Scar's eyes flit across his face, drinking it in; guarded, wary, that warm liquid core held back by the walls Grian built between them himself.

"I was just thinking," Scar says after a beat, his voice a soft hush blending in with the rustling leaves. Birch, of course– the mangrove of Velvet Keep was acquired elsewhere.

When Scar doesn't elaborate, Grian prods again, thin-veiled impatience threading through his tone. "About–?"

Another weighted pause, as if Scar is testing each word on his tongue before letting it drop to the ground between them. "That it's you." He pauses, still sweeping over Grian's face. "I don't know why I didn't see it. It's always been you."

And now it's Grian's turn to pause, that double-thump heartbeat climbing into his throat, because Scar's expression is opening, a delicate bloom of vulnerability that sears him from the inside out. He should know better; hope like that is punished in worlds like these.

"I genuinely don't know what you're talking about," Grian replies, because at least one of them has to be careful here.

Scar's face shutters; it's a bitter victory, the way his eyes flatten, jaw tight enough that even Grian's teeth creak. A burst of copper seeps from the inside of both their cheeks as Grian turns away.

"Yeah," Scar says at last, so quiet it borders on inaudible. "I guess you wouldn't."

IF YOU WANT A DRABBLE THEN GO VOTE FOR SCAR HERE!!!!

[lovelesslittleloser]

What if. Biblically accurate cuteguy

[braxiatel]

Love how much Scarian fanart has Connecticut Clark vibes but you never know who is gonna be Clark and who is gonna be Malfina

[magicaleraser94]

What is this? Wrong answers only.

WATCHER GRIAN