Grian Watcher - Tumblr Posts
Grian would like to leave everything like this: the bright sun, the tickling behind the ribs, the clover in Mumbo’s hair. Fractioned memories without context or words, pure emotions and sensations, love under his palms.
Warmth, loud laughter, Scar humming to himself.
Close your eyes and dissolve, become one with time-space, stay here, here forever, with the two of them and your heart aching from feelings.
Grian would like to leave everything like this: tongue behind teeth and hands in pockets. So that the tremor is not visible.
It's terribly embarrassing, but what can he do? Icarus has flown too close to the sun, and all he can do is try to stay in the sky for a little longer. At least a couple of seconds, a moment of some confidence.
Questioning glances, uncrossed boundaries, the bliss of their ignorance.
Grian allows himself to swear that this will continue. That they will be safe. That it will be better for everyone.
Grian would like to leave everything like this: nightly dreams of the end, of escaping to distant, distant servers, where none of them are obliged to do anything anymore — a secret that accidentally fell from his lips in a fit of sincerity, not fear or necessity.
But it all happens like this:
He dreams of the sun in nightmares. Heat and stains under the eyelids, sand in every accessible and inaccessible place. Crooked mirrors, his own broken crescent smiles.
Someone else's laughter and hackneyed joke echo through the crystal glass. Grian sees. Hands clenched, stupid power of attorney bursts - a real paradox in their conditions.
What did Daedalus say to Icarus? A couple of simple truths: don’t get attached to people so as not to hurt them or be hurted. But Icarus enjoyed the flight too much. Grian closes his eyes, and underneath there are yellow spots, and tangled clover grows through the moss and mushrooms.
Cruel reality in exchange for intertwined fingers during breaks, for a little lie for them and for himself: I love and I am loved. Grian is not allowed to think with emotions; Grian allows himself to fall into someone else's arms.
In the end, Grian would like to leave everything like this:
Grian forgets to blink. . .
Bottom text.
Grian:
Mumbo:
Scar:
Grian:
Mumbo: Grian for the love of void BLINK
Grian: OH DAMN SORRY
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@stumblezthename - Penny
@spac3-bug - Grian Watcher
THEY'RE ALL WATCHING
Painted some goggles for grian
Chapter 5!! Audio version Forgotten or Forbidden [a Hermitcraft Story]
Chapter 6: Audio version of Forgotten or Forbidden (a Hermitcraft Story)
I feel the pressure to keep up with the Hermit-tumblr (that needs a better name) peoples. So here you go future friends and fellow Watchers~
Chapter 7 of Hermitcraft Audio Book; "Forgotten or Forbidden"
Chapter 9: Hermitcraft Audiobook [Forgotten or Forbidden]
Chapter 10! Hermitcraft Audiobook [Forgotten or Forbidden]
Hermitcraft Audiobook Chapter 11 is done!!
(Forgotten or Forbidden)
There are two types of buddys
Pesky bird
Slighty scary pesky bird
Hi hi, sorry for not posting in a bit. Kinda fell into a slump when it came to art for a sec.
I think I'm back now tho.
Anyhoo! Here's my own take of Watcher Grian/Xelqua
Funky man, he can have as many eyes as he wants but kinda keeps it on the "down low" for comfort's sake.
His eyes are all glowy when he's watching. His design is kinda simple and I also had a Pure Watcher design but ended up not liking it so all we get rn is grain.
I'm running off of a trash night's sleep so excuse and grammar/spelling i may or may not fix it in the morning