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"Can a man not want to bask in the glory of the universe at his amazingly talented boyfriend's most wondrous, spectacular observatory of—of spectacles and wonders and—"
"No. Why are you really here?"
Scar sighed. So long, pride. Feeling Grian's stare boring into the side of his face, he mumbled, "I wanna see the eye thing again."
Under the light of the stars, Scar asks to see Grian's void eyes again.
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Plato in the Sunflowers by endbuster (voidbread)
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
03 Mar 2026
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A field of sunflowers enclosed by deepslate walls. The porch of Trader Scar's juts out from SR, old wounds patched with fresh planks. The curtains are open, but the stage lights are off. The house lights cast the set in harsh shadow. The AUDIENCE sits in the house, eyes fixed ahead.
SECRET KEEPER: Good evening, dear audience members. Welcome to tonight's performance of Secret Life: A One-Man Show. We kindly ask that you turn your mobile devices off so you may give our player your fullest attention.
SECRET KEEPER: As a final reminder, there will be no audience participation during this performance. Now, sit back, relax, and enjoy the show.
All the world's a stage, and Scar merely a player.
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- Part 8 of end's (former) anon fics
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"Nothing, nothing." Scar patted Mumbo's cheek condescendingly. "You can go back to sleep now."
"Come on, what is it?" Mumbo sat up, trying to rub the drowsiness from his eyes.
In lieu of an answer, Scar reached into Mumbo's hair. Mumbo felt a sharp pinch, and then Scar's hand retreated. Grasped between his index finger and thumb was a single gray hair.
Mumbo's going gray. For real, this time. He feels no particular way about this whatsoever, where did you get that totally inaccurate impression from?
(Written for Day 7 of Redscape Week 2025: Aging!)
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- Part 7 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 6 of redscape week 2025!
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The Mumbo-shaped blob in his arms chuckled and stepped back, solidifying into a Mumbo-shaped Mumbo. Mumbo bent down and scooped his bundles up. One of Cub's fireworks shot into the sky, its hiss-boom marking the hour even if it was too bright to see it. He glanced down at his wristwatch. "Scar, are you actually early for a date?"
"Hey, what's that supposed to mean!"
Mumbo and Scar spend the afternoon together. The shopping district may be dissolving into anarchy around them, but it's fine. It's Scar's (unofficial) (unapproved) day off, and neither he nor Mumbo is involved in the chaos whatsoever.
(Written for Day 3 of Redscape Week 2025: Date/Coffee/Pranks!)
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- Part 6 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 3 of redscape week 2025!
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"That's the Goose. Those three stars are the head, the trapezoid underneath is the body, and that one really bright star underneath is the leg." Mumbo drew the shapes across the sky as he spoke, connecting each part in turn. Scar had to tilt his head to get the right angle, but it did look like a goose. Kind of.
"And this is a real constellation?"
"Oh, absolutely, one hundred percent. Here, I'll show you another one—"
Scar and Mumbo both can't sleep. They find some comfort in watching the stars and even (gasp!) talking about what's bothering them.
(Written for Day 5 of Redscape Week: Stargazing!)
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- Part 5 of end's (former) anon fics
- Part 5 of redscape week 2025!
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end's (former) anon fics by endbuster (voidbread)
Fandom Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
03 Mar 2026
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From The Desk Of His Majesty’s Most Private Of Areas: A True And Accurate Evaluation Of Growth Opportunities For The Knights Of The Square Table, The Loyal Court of Ren the King, As Suggested By The HR Department. (Note to self: when did we acquire an HR department? Ask Bdubs.)
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drive it like you stole it by Odaigahara
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
02 Aug 2026
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The faintest suggestion of footsteps outside the door cut Scar off. The service bot by the doorway lit up like a party decoration and said, "Designation: Warhawk would like to know if you have orders for him.”
"No," Scar blurted. "No, I am one thousand percent fine, I am peachy pleased about the mission today. He can go on break. Does he take tea? Does he sleep? Tell him he can go for tea and nap forever."
There was a silence. "Warhawk would like clarification on whether he can seek medical attention."
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07 Aug 2026
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Scar Goodtimes just wants one thing: a perfectly normal, perfectly reasonable, completely safe permit to relocate two very small, very polite giraffes to his brand-new educational wildlife sanctuary.
Unfortunately, the Permit Office stands between him and his dreams.
More unfortunately, so does Grian—exhausted assistant manager, professional menace, and the single most beautiful human to ever deny Scar a form because he used the wrong pen.A story about bureaucracy, giraffes, municipal suffering, mild workplace misconduct, one very supportive security guard, and the world’s slowest descent into flirting through paperwork.
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21 Jun 2026
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You pull me in your arms and I feel your heart pounding by Soulless_moon
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
19 Jun 2026
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The sky flashed violet once, indicating the start of the break— a peaceful, grace period where all of them could rid themselves of the constant bloodlust, constant worry, and the constant urge to win, whatever the costs may be.
Grian let out a relieved sigh and his posture relaxed. Finally. He didn’t know how long he could stay on edge. But now he could finally unwind. He pulled out his communicator and sent a message to Scar.
Scarrrrrrrrrr
yes?
bad boy bakery please come c:
omwHe grinned, shoving the communicator in the pocket of his leather jacket. He and Scar may not be allies during the actual thing, but they were still partners and deserved little moments like this to themselves.
Scar and Grian have a moment to themselves mid-sessions
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- Part 16 of My Scarian fics 🏜️
Bookmarked by endbuster (voidbread)
21 Jun 2026