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Pspsps It's finally here! The cage fic!
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https://archiveofourown.org/works/69371751/chapters/179876666
Pspsps It's finally here! The cage fic!
I'm sure Scar would be worried sick about Grian being kidnapped. Even though he knows Grian can handle himself, there's always that worry for the person he loves being safe
There's something so sweet but silly to me about Grian climbing through Scar's window announcing that he's back home safe, and Scar frets over him checking for injuries. Grian lets him, because of course he does--who is he to deny that kind of love now that he knows he deserves it?--but all the while he's telling Scar about how he tricked them and took care of them and how fun it was
Scar despises when Grian is somewhere he can't reach him, especially when he desn't know where that somewhere is.
But his songbird always comes home to him. Right?
I meant to drabble about this but it kinda got away from me a little bit so uhhh https://archiveofourown.org/works/62849515
pspsps come get yall non-sx shibari vapries <3
https://archiveofourown.org/works/84284771
Cleo tying Legs up so he finally Rests!
Aw I hope you feel better!
And definitely don’t imagine the angst potential that revealing the extent of scar’s vex magic to Grian could have. (It could have so angsty :D)
Hear me out.
Grian foreswore his loyalty to the watchers. And obviously that makes him rather useless as a tool for them. So obviously you have to get rid of broken tools right?
So definitely don’t imagine another watcher agent sneaking in with the intent to kill Grian. And don’t imagine something having been slipped in Grian’s drink, making him unable to fight. Don’t imagine blood suddenly covering the floor, Grian, everything as scar just rips this agent apart for daring to touch his bird.
It definitely won’t linger in the back of Grian’s mind that scar definitely could have killed him just as easily this entire time if the watchers had tried to pull something similar while Grian was still theirs. (And no he definitely doesn’t think it’s hot)
Do however imagine the incredibly sweet bath and cuddle sessions that would absolutely follow.
Anyway.
Hope you feel better!
-🐢
psst https://archiveofourown.org/works/63566797 psst
this got awaaay from me again and I hope you like it <3
also yes, I'm all not-sick anymore^^
remember that Grumbo snippet from a little while ago?
well, it's a fic now
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Long ask warning -🐢
Ok I’ve got thoughts to spill because they refuse to cooperate and be written into an actual fic.
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It’s been a long ass week of meetings and paperwork and events and neither scar nor grian have had enough undisturbed personal time to do anything other than basic self maintenance and sleep.
Which means days and days go by where Grian has barely had a chance to stretch his wings without risk of someone walking in, much less time to fully preen.
During some meeting or public event where he’s with scar playing the role of dumb pet but is very intently listening a remembering everything that gets said, his tattoo begins to itch. Subtle at first, much less so hours later when he still hasn’t been able to move from his spot by scar’s side. And he knows a quick break to stretch would only make it itch worse once he folded the wings back in.
So he sits in quiet agony while this event stretches on and on.
Scar eventually notices that Grian is slightly twitching and shifting, which is immediately concerning because Grian doesn’t ever move without intention. Through their silent ways of communicating, scar checks to see if Grian is ok, if he needs to leave.
And Grian doesn’t take the out because he doesn’t consider his own comfort a priority and he especially doesn’t consider it more important than doing his job as scars second set of eyes/ ears in the room.
Except the itching only gets worse and the twitching and shifting goes from subtle to nearly constant. Scar can clearly see that Grian is uncomfortable for some reason and is refusing to essentially tap out. So scar ends or leaves the event early, regardless of whether it was technically acceptable to do so.
Grian follows, confused about leaving early until they make it back to scars room and Grian gets met with the full force of scars concern, and a mostly hidden rage. (At Grian for not seeing himself as a priority, but mostly at the watchers for teaching him to be like that).
It doesn’t take much prodding before Grian is sheepishly explaining that he hasn’t had time to preen so his wings had been itching inside his tattoo.
And since the amount of time it takes has been the concern, scar offers to help with preening to make it go faster so that it can be done more frequently, and Grian just blue screens for a moment because of how intimate that would be. But it’s not like they haven’t been extremely intimate with each other before, so he agrees and teaches scar how to preen his wings.
And it’s very sweet, and stimulating, and of course Grian gets horny over it so they fuck about it afterwards.
(With a stern conversation about being allowed to tap out of situations and being willing to do so thrown in there somewhere)
-🐢
Oooh preening beloved <3
I knew from the moment I read it, that this would spark something longer, so I made this:
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
I hope you like it <3
And ofc they have the safe word/ tapping out conversation again too, I just couldn't get the vibe right for actually writing it.
vex magic brain scrambling my beloved!!! whisk that bird's brain -🕊️
On Trust and Letting Go is now up on ao3 and Grian gets to not think anymore for a few blissful moments <3
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