#swaggon!scar x reader

[nix-writes-mcyt]

i simp for scar wayyyy too much so may i ask for a scar x reader fanfic if thats ok <3

Here you go friend!

Sales Tactic

Oneshot Contains: Fluff, a lot of flirting. I mean a lot of flirting. ----------------------------

After years with the Hermits one would think you'd learned what to expect by now. But no. That is in fact not the case.

When you had woken up it had been just like any other day. Living quite out of the way it wasn't often you saw Hermits around your area. You'd seem them throughout the day in your travels around the hermitlands, but it wasn't often people came over to your area.

There wasn't really much need to, after all you spent a lot of your time out and around others. Days like today were reserved for work on your base. But when you had caught sight of a wagon parked in your front garden it was quite clear it wouldn't be a quiet day.

With curiosity getting the best of you, you made your way over to the sales vehicle. It's only occupant was sat leant back, signature red hat adjusted on his head to cover his eyes. It was quite clear Scar was asleep, arms folded over his chest and all.

Waking him up wasn't difficult. You just outstretched your hand and gave his hat a little poke, causing it to topple off his head. The shift in light was what woke him up, Scar looking more than a little caught off guard.

"Oh, Y/n," he says, hand over his heart, "you startled me, I must have dozed off." Scar chuckles. You hum, smiling softly as Scar leans over to pick up his hat, placing it neatly back atop his head.

"I was just enjoying the atmosphere you've created, even with so much behind the scenes unfinished. These exteriors are gorgeous, just like you." Scar takes your hand, bringing it up to his lips.

The kiss almost makes you swoon, you can't say you've ever been so enamoured with so little. But then again this is Scar, Mr. Goodtimes. The owner of Swaggon Co. Co-owner of Boatem Inc. You could go on but that's enough titles for one man.

Regaining control over your thoughts you find that Scar has moved around you and stands on the stairs to the chests of the wagon. His hand is extended to you, which you take. He's such a gentleman.

"Now, I heard that you were in need of some more supplies to continue your build. So I went out of my way to pick some up, and here I am. But first, tell me your vision for this place." Scar gestures to your base, or rather the exterior of it.

You give him a pretty simple run down of your ideas and thoughts, most of which Scar simply hums in response to. He listens carefully, offering pieces of advice here and there. He's a builder himself after all.

You wouldn't have thought he'd pay so much attention to your words, but you can't complain. Not while looking into those beautiful green eyes of his anyway.

Once you're finished Scar produces a cyan shulker box, placing it down in front of you. "Go ahead, take a look. I believe these items are just what you need." His signature smirk gives you your doubts, but Scar proves you wrong.

The box is full of all kinds of blocks you need, even things you hadn't thought about before telling Scar about your vision. When you look back up at him he has a very knowing facial expression.

"All we have to discuss now is the matter of payment." Scar says, smirk turning into a smile that causes your heart to skip a beat. For a second you just stare, you can't help yourself.

Then, as you come to your senses it hits you. "You're trying to swindle me for everything I own."

Scar chuckles, "No.. don't be silly. I would never. Not when it comes to you anyway." "So you admit it." You cross your arms with a smug smile.

"It only works in this case if you find me attractive." Scar states boldly, catching you completely off guard. You stutter and stumble over a few words, watching his eyes twinkle in delight at your reaction.

"Do you find me attractive, Y/n?" You know he knows the answer. His confidence and the way he said your name tell you that much. Yet you nod anyway, how could you not answer him?

"Would it surprise you to know none of this was a sales tactic?" Scar asks. You don't need to say a word for him to know you don't believe him. "Check the name of the box."

You open the shulker once again, peering at the little tag area. It reads 'Its all free not a sales tactic. The second 'c' is cut off by the character limit to name the box, but the message is still clear. He planned this from the beginning.

"I told you." Scar says, matter of factly. You don't know what to say, realising that he was actually just straight up flirting with you the entire time.

He looks pleased with himself, which you can't deny he should, because that really is impressive to pull off.

"Well then, now we've figured out what's really going on here I have a proposition for you." "Go on." You're eager to hear what he has to say, Scar taking your hand in his once again.

"I'm a business man, Y/n, and I'd like to offer you the deal of a lifetime. One I don't think you'll be able to refuse." His tone is playful, thumb rubbing the back of your hand gently as he silently asks you not to freak out.

"Join me, become my partner. This can be our home, together, and we can travel on the Swaggon to make our fortune. I can't think of a better travelling companion, nor a nicer place to stop and call home than this."

You furrow your eyebrows, leaving Scar looking puzzled. "That's quite the hard bargain you drive there, Mr. Goodtimes." Picking up on your playful tone you watch him relax, blushing ever so slightly.

You note how cute he looks like this, how soft his smile is now compared to his confident flirting earlier. Which is more attractive you can't seem to decide.

"Things of great value are the hardest of bargains." He says. "And just how great is this value?" You tease.

Within an instant Scar's face is deadpan serious. He leans in close, the green in his eyes shining so bright as he whispers "Priceless."

You let out a shaky breath, watching his eyes scan your face. He looks so pleased with your response. "Sold." Is the only thing you can get out.

Scar's other hand, the one that isn't in yours, finds your waist as he moves to stand fully in front of you now. "I have another proposition for you, Y/n." He says, waiting for you to acknowledge him before he continues. Which you do, with a nod.

"A kiss, in exchange for nothing." Scar once again awaits your response. "I have a counter offer." "Oh?" Scar asks, his hand on your waist pulling you closer to him.

"You get a kiss, I get a kiss." You say. Scar smiles, "now there's an offer I can't refuse."

You place a gentle kiss on his lips, short but sweet. As you move away Scar pulls you in for another kiss, deeper but no less gentle or sweet than yours.

You pull away with a smile on your face, Scar exactly the same. "I knew today would be a good day for business." He jokes. "I'd expect no less from such a well renowned salesman such as yourself."

Scar smiles, you leaning in to place a tender kiss on his cheek. It really has been a good day, Swaggon Co not the only thing benefitted by the outcome.

[mori-does-mcyts]

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[elis-corner]

hi! can i request gtws x reader headcanons where reader is asking him about his scar(s)? ty <3

Hiya Anon :))) I am so glad someone requested this, because I seriously was going to write one anyway if no one did. Scar is a serious weak point of mine, alongside Xisuma! Actually, on the topic of Xisuma, I for some reason imagine him with more overall scars than Scar because of Evil X (but that’s a story for another day).

This also kind of ties in with my own storylines I’ve written in the past, so maybe those might appear on here sometime…

Once again, I know it’s short, and I apologise, but life is giving me no time to sit back and write long things ;-; I also don’t have too much experience with writing headcanons, but as time goes on they will improve! And I have “plans” that’ll perhaps mean you get something much better in a few posts time :)

Rant over! Anyway, I hope you like it!

———

You knew Scar your whole time on the server, having joined the season after him. All the hermits were kind, sure, but he was different. More happy to talk with you. More welcoming.

So, naturally, you stuck by him that season And the next. And the next. And the next.

You told yourself it was because he was your friend, but to the others it was pretty clear you thought he was cute.

There was one thing that always had your head spinning about the man, however, and it was not his devilishly good looks. It was his scars.

You see, it’s not normal for someone to have such long-term scars. They usually go away once you respawn, or if not, when you use a strong enough healing potion.

They only ever stay if they were from a severe wound or an otherworldly being, so you were naturally curious as to why, no matter if he’s respawned or been healed or even if he’s somewhere that isn’t Hermitcraft he still carries those same scars.

And you being curious, of course, led to you finally asking him about it. After planning for hours how to approach him about it, that is.

Would he be angry? Would it seem like you were being rude? Would he lie to you? You hoped not.

In the end you couldn’t come up with something you were happy with, so you just decided to wing it (quite literally).

He was waiting for you at the Swaggon to talk about the business, when his hat got swept off his head by you hastily descending from the sky before saying a quick hello and then bombarding him with questions about his scars. Your entrance was one-hundred percent probably the reason he fell off the side of his base only to reappear a few second later as you guiltily passed him his things.

How he responded?

He was... surprised, to say the least.

No one had really asked him about the scars before, aside from a few passing statements.

And, besides, it’s kind of a sensitive topic. But how could he refuse you, of all people?

He starts with a bit of joking around to try and change the direction of the conversation, but when you don’t give in he just says “I’ve faced many fierce and dangerous things in my life before.”

He gives in eventually, and you can’t say you weren’t amused when he said, “Look, I have a lazy and easily irritable cat who seems to be on whichever server I go to. You do not want to mess with her. Hey, stop laughing! No, I’m serious. (Y/n)!”

Let’s just say, you couldn’t.

You felt bad, though, seeing how embarrassed he looked. (But you have to admit it’s pretty endearing).

You’re quick to apologise, only the slightest hint of teasing audible. But it quickly goes away when you see Scar looking kind of down.

“The ones on my face look even more stupid when you know how I got them,” he said under his breath, playful tone abolished.

“I don’t think so, Scar.” He looks questioningly at you from under the brim of his hat. “It doesn’t change a thing. You’re just as cute either way.”

Of course, after that last statement, Scar decided to make it his turn to interrogate you.

And be glad he did!

[moriiartist]

Scar comforts reader when they are feeling down and depressed headcannons??...

‧₊ SCAR COMFORTING YOU HCs

PAIRING: C!GoodTimesWithScar x GN!Reader

SYNOPSIS: Exactly what it says on the label, my dear reader! What Scar would do if you were having a hard day/week/life in general.

WARNINGS: None!

A/N: I’m sorry you had to wait this long for me to post this anon, but, to be fair, my requests were closed when you sent this in. I hope you enjoy this sweet, sweet hurt/comfort- because I know for sure that I have :P

When Scar shuffled through the door to the Swaggon, arms laden with a teetering stack of shulker boxes that took very obvious effort to balance, the last thing that he expected to hear was the sound of your quiet sniffles.

In a flash, he’s at your side, not noticing or caring as his cargo clattered to the ground and spilled everywhere.

With gentle hands, he pries your arms away from where you had buried your face in them, his concerned expression only intensifying when he takes in the redness of your eyes, and the tears dripping down your cheeks.

You don’t have to say anything for him to completely envelop you, cooing softly as you cling to the front of his shirt with an iron grip.

The first thing he does is carry you to your shared bedroom- mans is buff after building and terraforming for so long, so it’s hardly even a workout for him to climb the ladder with one arm wrapped securely around your waist.

The second that you’re plopped onto the soft orange covers, both Scar and Jellie are immediately cuddling up to you, sandwiching you in between them like the ice cream in a warm, purring ice cream sandwich.

Just accept the fact that, for the next couple of hours, you’re not doing anything for yourself.

Hungry? Scar’s running to the kitchen, only to appear with a quite frankly humungous platter of your favorite comfort foods.

Thirsty? Well, say no more- the Swaggon has some of the finest drinking water in all of Hermitcraft!

You don’t have to tell him what’s made you so upset if you don’t want to, if you’re content to just take a breather and let Scar take care of you for a while. He’s more than happy to just give you some loving, if that’s what you need.

However, if you feel like you just want to vent, then he’s also perfectly fine with just listening to you, rubbing your back and peppering your face with kisses whenever it seems like you might break down into sobs once more.

When you finally manage to tire yourself out enough to sleep, Scar holds you tighter than ever, murmuring praise and reassurances into your skin as you drift off.

He loves you, and he never wants you to be alone and hurting if he can help it.

[moriiartist]

*peeks in* Could you write about Swagon Scar? Pretty please? To vibe check our beloved Ram?

-❄️🐉

SWAGGON SCAR HCS

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ PAIRING \ C!GoodTimesWithScar x GN!Reader

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ SYNOPSIS \ Headcanons for managing the Swaggon with Scar! (And coincidentally falling in love)

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ WARNINGS \ Mild language, you and Scar are chaotic dumbasses

 ۫  ּ   ִֶָ  ࣪✦ A/N \ Well, if it's to make Shep melt into a puddle on the floor... I can hardly refuse, can I? 

Now, we all know Scar is an excellent salesman- the guy could get you to give him the armor off your back for a potted plant if he wanted to

So, naturally, his business plan for the Swaggon is successful

After successfully bartering and scamming his way through the whole roster of Hermits, there was only one person left for him to go harass have a ‘talk’ with- you!

You had heard of Scar’s antics (listening to a distraught Grian’s complaints with thinly veiled amusement), and if you were honest, you were a little impressed

After all, as one of the only members who had just joined the server this season, you hadn’t pegged Scar as the type to run such a ruthless game

When you step out of your base to find Scar waiting for you with his wagon and impractically tall top hat, you’re the furthest thing from surprised

“You want to... what?”

Scar’s jaw hung open as he blinked at you, all bravado forgotten as you stood before him with a confident grin on your face.

“You heard me! I want in,” you chirped, settling your hands on your hips as you waited for the statement to process.

“In? Like, as my business partner?” Scar said, disbelief soaking through every word he spoke. You rolled your eyes.

“No, Scar, I wanted to climb inside your hat. Of course I want to be your partner!” you waved your hands around dramatically, torn between face-palming and bursting out in laughter. For a corporate genius, Scar could be so dense.

“O-oh! That sound- that would be amazin’!” Scar sputtered, flushing bright red as your expression shifted to something teasing. “I would still get 70% of profits, of course.”

“Yeah, no.”

Working with Scar is certainly an... experience, to say the least

The Swaggon is one of the most successful shops in all of Boatem, but Scar’s eccentric ideas are more than enough to keep you guessing on what he’ll do next

On more than one occasion you had to field frustrated Hermits who had gotten their copper builds waxed without permission (You weren’t even going to ask at this point)

However, you found yourself enjoying being his partner

It gave you the opportunity to get to know Scar better, to see how sweet he really is in person

Your favorite times with him were when he was rambling on about something- it could be his newest business scheme, his plan to foil Grian, or even just a cute thing Jellie did that day- and you would be happy to sit and listen

“And then I lost my pants! Again!” Scar groaned, pressing his face into the table with a forlorn expression. You laughed at his pain, reveling in the almost domestic atmosphere the two of you created when you just... talked. Like friends.

“Poor Scar,” you simpered, leaning forward to pat his head in mock-sympathy. Scar whined again, batting your hand away half-heartedly to your infinite amusement.

“You’re so cruel to me,” he said, voice raising in pitch as he gave you puppy eyes. “How could you laugh at your dearest friend and business partner like this?”

You huffed, shaking your head with a smile on your face. “I’ll stop when you stop losing your armor, Sir Dies-A-Lot.”

“Hey!”

Over time, Scar starts to realize he maybe, perhaps, a little bit of a crush on you

And when I say ‘a little bit of a crush’, I mean head-over-heels, lies-awake-at-night-thinking-about-you in love

Somebody help this man

He probably realizes his feelings for you after you’ve successfully pulled off some big scheme or prank

He just looks at you and goes

‘Oh shit, I think I might be in love with this person’

You and Scar were giggling maniacally as you stumbled into the Scar’s starter base- the home front of all operations for the Swaggon (the decision was pretty much a no-brainer, given that he built it to be a literal wagon on wheels). You had just successfully pranked Grian, taking a leaf out of his book and filling the G-Train with chickens. 

It was absolutely hilarious to watch the avian run screaming from your ‘poultry army’, but after the gremlin of a man had caught sight of you and Scar losing your minds on top of a nearby hill, you had decided that it was probably best to elytra away before the man decided to act on the manic gleam in his black eyes.

You leaned on Scar as you struggled to breathe, choking on soundless laughter as you tried to get your lungs back under control. The suited player grinned, tossing an arm under your shoulders to pull you to his side in a half-hug. 

“That was great,” you gasped as soon as your giggles died down enough for you to get words out, blinking up at the brunette through the mirth-filled tears that had gathered in your eyes. “Oh my gods, when that chicken flew down his sweater-”

As you burst into laughter again, Scar couldn’t take his eyes off your smiling face, giddiness spreading through his body like liquid sunlight. He didn’t think he had ever been this happy before- never been this excited about something before you.

He blinked, pink suddenly blooming across his cheeks. What he wouldn’t give to be more than friends.

Wait, what-

Yeah, as soon as you went home that night he was messaging the other Boatem members in a panic

They are… not helpful (Grian was having the time of his life, Mumbo has no idea how to do romance, and Impulse just typed ‘lmao’ before going back to bed)

Luckily Pearl, the only person here with two braincells to rub together, was able to calm Scar down (with help from Jellie best gorl)

Every time he sees you from then on, he has to fight the urge to run in the opposite direction

He has a lot of feelings, okay???

He’s so nervous around you, stumbling over his words and blushing wildly whenever your fingers so much as brush against one another

“Are you okay, Scar?”

“Y-yeah, I’m fine!”

“Are you sure, you’re burning up!”

“I’m sure! Just- pleasedon’tdothatIamabouttoexplode.”

“Hm?”

“Nothing!”

It’s really kinda cute, if you’re honest

In the end he would be hard-pressed to confess to you

I mean, how would he even go about it???

You’re just so... you! In what world would you ever reciprocate his feelings?

Poor sweetheart :<

The other Boatem members get so tired of his pining that they concoct a plan for you to get together, because for the love of Mojang Scar, you literally spent the entire meeting staring at them with the saddest puppy-dog eyes

Mumbo as the greatest CEO to ever exist, probably pairs the two of you together to do mundane tasks in an effort to essentially peer-pressure Scar into telling you his feelings

“I can’t believe how much lighting work we have to do,” you complained as you buried another torch in the dirt, gesturing for Scar to hand you a moss carpet in order to cover the hole. Scar laughed awkwardly, knowing damn well that Grian and Pearl had sneakily been undoing your work. 

Honestly, how invested they were in your relationship was nerve-wracking, especially because they’d gone to such lengths to make it happen. What if you didn’t like him? What if you didn’t want to be his business partner anymore?

Scar fidgeted with his hands nervously as you trundled around Boatem village, humming a cheery tune under your breath as you went around the busy work. You didn’t really mind doing it- after all, it soothed an itch for everything to be aesthetically pleasing, an itch that every Hermitcraft member had. Also, it allowed you to spend more time with Scar, who you had been nursing a crush on for quite a while now.

You startled slightly when he cleared his throat, not realizing that the two of you had lapsed into silence, and glanced up to see Scar nervously rocking back and forth on his heels in front of you. Dusting dirt off from your hands, you straightened and affixed the man with a bewildered but fond look.

“What’s up?”

“Uh,” Scar started oh-so-eloquently, raising an arm to sheepishly scratch at the back of his neck. “I-I just wanted to talk to you about something.”

“Oh?” you raised an eyebrow, fighting off a smirk. “Lemme guess- Grian pranked you again and you want ideas for revenge?”

To your surprise, the brunette shook his head vehemently. “No- it’s not that. It’s more... serious.”

Your eyes widened with concern, and you crossed the distance between the two of you with quick strides. “Is there something wrong?”

Scar stuttered, skin heating at the sudden proximity, and resisted the urge to rocket away right then and there. “Ah, it’s... n-not that either. Dangit- this is so much harder than I thought it would be...”

He exhaled sharply, a determined line settling between his eyebrows, and gazed directly into your eyes. “Screw it. This may not be the best time or place, but I think... I think I like you.”

“Like me?” you said dumbly, brain struggling to compute the dramatic change that his demeanor had gone through.

“Like-like you,” Scar corrected, momentary confidence waning as his anxiety spiked. You weren’t responding. Why weren’t you responding? Oh gods, did he mess everything up???

You stepped forwards to gently cradle Scar’s face in your hands, the panic rising in his gut settling at your cool touch, a a grin so dazzling that it made his heart skip a beat spreading across your face.

“You idiot,” you said affectionately, leaning in to place a light kiss to his nose. When you pulled away, his entire face was bright red. You giggled. “I ‘like-like’ you, too.”

“FINALLY!”

You both jumped five feet into the air, spinning around to see all the members of Boatem cheering uproariously as if their favorite sporting team had just won. Grian, hands cupped around his mouth, shot you a manic grin.

“Took you long enough!”

Both of you are never living that down smh

Their teasing doesn’t really matter to you, though

It was worth every second of it if you got to be with your boyfriend ;)

[nix-writes-mcyt]

Hey there! Was wondering if maybe you could write some Scar x mermaid! reader headcanons, love the awesome work btw!

So I got a little carried away and ended up just writing a oneshot. I hope that's okay. Here we are!

An Offer You Can't Refuse

Oneshot Contains: Flirting, No Implied Relationship, Mermaid!Reader --------------------------------------

It wasn't often you came to the shore, but strange things had been happening on the server. You hadn't had a dark night in a while, unusual given the regular cycle of the moon.

A swim up to the surface and it was quite apparent why, the moon wasn't exactly looking like itself. And so, to shore you swam, hoping to find someone to explain what was going on.

Being an ocean dweller it's not like you ventured much on the land. Something that could easily be attributed to the lack of legs. Movement wasn't exactly easy on land and without the water, well, things would go wrong.

It didn't take you long to find a settlement, the only one that seemed to have an inhabitant was a collection of houses on wheels. So, you waited.

It didn't take him long to notice the head and shoulders in the ocean, he seemed quite concerned at first at your lack of movement. "Hey, are you okay?" He shouts out. "I am, I was wondering if you could tell me about the moon." You shout back, deciding to swim closer.

You're careful not to show your tail as you swim, definitely concerned about how things might go down if he just saw you had a tail. Usually land dwellers don't react well when they come into contact with mer-folk like yourself.

You've heard the stories, you don't want to become one of them.

"Oh that?" The man in the hat points up. "It's, well, no one really knows." He leans a little closer, continuing in a hushed voice, "I'll tell you this though, it's a great business device, impending doom." "Impending doom.. that's not good." He shushes you, clearly thinking you're being too loud.  Surely if it is as bad as it sounds it should get attention.

"Yes, it's getting closer you see, or so I've heard. Great for sales, I can't say it will be great when it hits though." Despite his words he laughs, seemingly amused by the situation.

"What are we to do?" You ask. "Escape."

"Is that all you have?" Your concern is rising. If it's as world ending as he's making it sound surely, surely he has more of a plan than that. "Well, no. I'm building a rocket above boatem. I'll give you a half price ticket for being so attractive." He winks, reaching into his jacket. Well at least he has a solution. That's better than nothing. Although, it's not much help to you.

"I, well.. I don't think I can get on your rocket Mr-" "Scar. The name's Scar, owner of the Swaggon." He tips his hat with a little bow and gestures behind him. That's what he's calling the houses on wheels then. The Swaggon. Fancy.

"Right.. I still can't get on your rocket." "Why not?" You sigh, "I have plenty of riches, Mr. Scar, I just lack the ability to get there, and then the ability to board the rocket." "Oh?" Well. Now you have to answer. You were hoping to avoid that, but the end of the world has said otherwise.

You swim closer before finally poking your fins out of the water. "No legs." You state simply.

"Ah. I should have expected that" He stares at the water, likely wanting to see more of your tail, but you don't grant him that. You instead throw a confused look in his direction, prompting him to explain. "Well if you had legs you wouldn't still be in the water. I wouldn't forget seeing someone like you."

Scar looks as if he slips into deep thought for a second, before his eyes light up and a grin appears on his face. "I have an idea. You see, I am an inventor. I mean, I'm a business man first but I do like to create. And I believe I have the perfect solution."

"What would that be, Mr. Scar?" "Just Scar, please. I could build you a portable tank and you can come on the rocket with us." He looks proud of himself, of his idea.

"What will that cost me?" You ask. You have some riches, sure, but you're talking about escape off of the planet in a custom built tank that would need to be big enough for you to swim around in. That's got to add some weight and some therefore increase the price by more than you could ever hope to afford.

"Oh, well.. for you I'll do it for free, any donations are welcome, but not necessary. I can't leave you behind when the moon crashes into the planet." He winks at you again. It's not an offer you can refuse, passage off of a doomed planet for no cost. So you don't. "I'll take it."

"The rocket will launch in one week. I'll have your tank built in four days time. If you stay here I'll be able to make it to your liking." You nod. "I'll make myself comfortable in this area." Shouldn't be hard, all you'll need will be your most valuable items. It's not like you can pack up your entire home and take it with you.

Scar smirks, placing down a sign you can't read. You don't know if he meant to make it so you can't see it, but you don't question it.

He's doing a lot for you, the two of you have only just met. Like most, judging from his initial reaction, you're also the first mer-person he's ever met. So you can't fault him for forgetting to point signs toward you.

"I'll go draw up the plans now, meet me here at noon and you and I will look over them." Scar smirks. "Noon, okay. I'll be here." Scar gives you a small wave as he turns and walks toward his houses on wheels. Noon tomorrow and you'll at least be able to rest assured that you won't be here when the moon collides with the world.

The lack of payment is more than a little worrying. Scar said he's a business man first, so why he offered to help you out for free you're not sure. You just hope he's being sincere.

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The Ten Fics of Christmas | Various x GN!Reader

In order to get into the holiday spirit, I have decided to release ten special oneshots featuring our favorite block men! These stories mainly revolve around Christmas traditions (hence the title of the series), and contain plenty of tropes that I like, so I decided to beat you over the head with them.

Of Monsters and Saints | Various x GN!Reader

Halloween is, quite literally, one of my favorite holidays. Period. So, since I wasn’t able to sate my thirst for spooks last year, I’ve concocted six fresh one-shots in my cauldron of writer’s brew! Do not resist the Halloween vibes. They are not optional.

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GRIAN

I Died (In Your Arms Tonight) | angst | 1.1k words

Goodbye To A World | angst | 2.5k words

Gimme Sugar! | fluff | >500 words

MUMBO JUMBO

Pining Mumbo HCs | fluff | 1.1k words

GOODTIMESWITHSCAR

They Say The Best Things Are Free | fluff & angst | 4.2k words

Swaggon Scar HCs | fluff | 1.7k words

Scar Comforting You HCs | angsty fluff | 395 words

Fake Dating Scar HCs | fluff & mild angst | 1.3k words

Yandere GoodTimesWithScar HCs | fluff? | 1.0k words

XISUMAVOID

Asymptotic | fluff | 708 words

Brutal | angst & fluff | 5.4k words

Gimme Sugar! | fluff | >500 words

ETHOSLAB

Man on The Moon | fluff & mild angst | 2.9k words

RENTHEDOG

Werewolf Rendog HCs | fluff | 871 words