A birdie on his shoulder told him that he owes him his first life.

i just watched scott's session 7 and noticed a pattern: every single person forgot about grian.

grian hasn't been caught yet, cleo and scott establish. barely a minute later, scott is leading cleo and bigb by the hands to his secret spot and saying "i think we're the last three." like the name has slipped right out of his hands.

as etho tells the other zombies that no, actually, he doesn't want to kill cleo, it occurs to him suddenly. "actually, i kind of want grian to succeed on this, don't i? he's my teammate," he says, not like he doesn't care for grian, but like he's shocked he even forgot in the first place. (seconds later, he lifts his gaze to the sky, and he sees where grian is hiding. he's the only one who sees. he carries this secret with him as he watches grian run, an apology of sorts; sorry I forgot. I hope this makes it better.)

but it got me thinking: this is what grian does, isn't it? even since 3rd life, where he hid in the shadow of scar, whose face was always, always in the light, as he burrowed under doorways, covered in redstone and days-old blood. no one thinks of him as scar sells them the coffins grian will put them in.

grian has mastered the art of becoming nothing. he's so nothing, in fact, that his presence glances off the skin of even his friends. his name slips away from them. he disappears time and time again, falling through their fingers like sand. there are brief moments: "where's grian?" someone asks, but their blood is boiling and their fingers are itching. the image is a mirage and the sand crumbles at their fingertips. it's gone as soon as it comes; back to cleo, green cleo, uninfected cleo.

a reminder, perhaps from the universe itself. he is nothing but a ghost of a memory, a whisper of a promise. this is by design. the universe is telling him this, as it strings grian up limb by limb: you were only ever meant to watch.

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all the Lads! seriously give them love! and now a transcript,

*CRASH* Grian: ,,,how long have you two been just standing thereDoc: Around an hour I think. Scar: since rat Grian!

late night study of the werehog boy! i wanted to give him more canine features and also gray wolf fur pattern to make it unique [?]. i still need to figure better the dark gaia markings

but well! i hope u all liked him! sorry for the really late post IUSJFGUFHDG might repost it tomorrow at a better hour

some whisper and tails headcanons

- they are totally siblings. whisper is the big sister that tails never had. - she teaches him canid stuff. (vulpines and canines are pretty different so she learns some stuff, too. she did not know his claws could retract!) - she’s incredibly mature which is a refreshing change of pace, especially when tails isn’t having a good day. she gives him solid advice and will help him calm down which he really appreciates. - total introverts that can exist together in silence and love it - whenever whisper gets hurt or breaks her machinery she visits tails about it before anyone else - they both LOVE winter and the snow. its their favorite to play in. (whisper can have a little silly)