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“Please,” one soldier told Techno over dinner, “The Blood God isn’t going to help you. He doesn’t accept any of the blood sacrifices the generals leave for him, so either he doesn’t exist, or he thinks he’s too good for the likes of us. Either way, it’s best to find a different patron.” Techno had punched him in the face for that. None of his other comrades ever brought up the Blood God again. Well, except for one. “You follow the Blood God?” the new kid said, staring up at Techno with unbelievably blue eyes. “Yeah,” Techno replied, perhaps a bit gruffer than he meant to, “What’s it to you?” “Nothing!” the new kid said, grinning wildly, “I love that guy. He gets all the ladies. Hey, we should be friends!” Or: Techno is the last devout follower of the Blood God. Tommy may or may not be said god.

Summary:

Joel is a Redditor. Joel shares dreams with Kakashi. Somehow, these things are connected.

Author: @ive-got-you-clovered

Summary:

The insurmountable sound of the roof caving in, the support beams failing, and the marble decorations shattering around him seemed to stop all at once. There was nothing but silence. Cold, abrupt, threatening silence. As quickly as it had begun, the disaster simply ceased. “Woah,” an unknown voice chimed, echoing through the rubble. A man smiled down at him, his expression bordering somewhere between surprised and amused. “You’ve caused quite a bit of chaos here, haven’t you?” - or - After accidentally wreaking havoc inside a temple in the woods, Grian finds himself indebted to a god he doesn't know, as well as a strange man who calls himself the temple's priest.

Summary:

It had been two weeks since they’d taken him off of the streets, dragging him kicking and screaming away from Pearl and Jimmy and Martyn and BigB, binding his wings and forcing him to be their personal servant and punching bag. And yeah, being homeless and not knowing whether you’d survive the night was bad. But at least he was free! He could spread his wings as much as he wanted, he could move around without at least two pairs of eyes on him, he wasn’t chained in a freezing dark basement when he wasn’t wanted. Needless to say, he was not happy about these conditions. Or, fantasy au desertduo where Scar is the king and Grian is the watcher's newest servant

Summary:

“Alright.” Joel had been quiet since the mention of the watchers, and when he spoke now he sounded tired. “So, the Watchers took us all and dumped us on a random server with no clear way to leave, is that about right? And we have life game mechanisms in place.” “Sounds about right.” Grian nodded wearily. “Well, fine. All we need to do is be careful and not die, yeah? Seems simple enough. Just focus on staying safe, gearing up, and trying to get home. And the admins will surely be looking for us.” Grian looked around at the birch clearing, then up at the sky, sun blazing overhead. “I mean, it sounds fine in theory… but these are the Watchers we’re talking about. Who knows why they sent us here. And surely they have some sort of trick up their sleeve.” OR, Twelve players find themselves stuck on an island filled with unknown mobs and life-game mechanisms. How are they gonna get themselves out of this one?

Author: @imaginethat0327

Summary:

A scientist hurried past his cage in a rush, and Grian tensed, drawing his leathery wings up around himself protectively. They didn’t seem focused on him in the slightest, but one could never be sure with these people. They could be preparing some new method of torture for him, some new experiment that he would have to endure. Or at least, that’s what he thought, all the way up until they brought in the angel. Grian knew immediately that the person they were dragging through the doors was an angel. Even if they didn’t have their large feathery wings out, even if they didn’t have a dull halo encircling their head, he would have still recognized them for what they were. There was an energy to them, a power of pure good radiating off of them that made him feel almost sick to his stomach. Or maybe it was the smell of their built up emotions, slamming against the walls of their semi-mortal body, begging to be given away. - or, Grian has been locked away for a very long time by a research team for unknown reasons. One day, they bring him a friend. or or, demon!grian and angel!scar get put into a horrible situation together and have to find a way out together, despite their differences

Author: @gladumf

Summary:

CTHL is a mer AU with characters from across the MCYT spectrum, but generally leaning toward Hermitcraft and Life Series characters. Follow the stories of Gem and Grian, Jimmy and Tango, Scar and Impulse, and so many other characters as they cope with the strange mer magic that causes mers to not retain memories between forms!

Authors: @1watermelontea + @nine-of-diamonds + @crabbri

Summary:

She knew to find him here. It was no secret, Scar’s connection with plants. The flowers blooming from his face, the sunflower towering from his nape. The question was… why? The crunching of grass marked Pearl’s footsteps. Enough noise to clue him in to her presence, not enough to sound alarm. --- Pearl finds Scar in the middle of a clearing. They talk.

Author: @reblog-house