OneWhiteCrow
Recent bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Scott has lived long enough to know the dead don’t come back.
So when he ducks into a coffee shop to escape the rain and finds Avid alive behind the counter, something has gone terribly wrong.
Avid is alive, human, and doesn’t recognize him at all.Series
- Part 1 of The Barista Doesn't Remember Dying
-
There’s Something I’ve Lost (and it started with death) by VerdantStories
Fandoms: Vampires SMP
13 Dec 2025
Tags
Summary
Avid was alone, normally he would drag Drift or someone else to walk around with him, but that wasn’t the case here. And well.. Scott was getting hungry. The fact that Avid was a nuisance didn’t really matter, it was a prime opportunity, and Scott didn’t know when the next time would come to get a free meal.
He landed, shifting back into his normal form, “Hello.” He grinned,
Avid jumped, whirling his head around with panicked purple eyes, “W- how are you—”
Scott prowled a little closer, “I’m sure you can figure it out.” His grin widened, flashing his fangs.
Or…
An AviScott AU where Scott turns Avid as the first fledgling
(How is this number TWO in the AviScott most kudos tab? YOUR MAD!)
-
Hear My Voice by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous)
Fandoms: Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series, Hermitcraft SMP
14 Jun 2025
Tags
Summary
Grian slept fitfully. His dreams were odd, starting off normal and slowly deteriorating. He found himself on a beach with a map in his hands. That much was normal, routine. What was strange was the level of alarm that filtered through him once his consciousness realized Scar was not at his side.
And then, there was the song.
Faintly, Grian heard someone singing. It was a haunting sound, slow and looping. There were words, but the language in which they were spoken was garbled, lost in the melody. For some reason, he felt as though it wasn’t meant for his ears. He felt like it had picked someone else.
- or -
Grian and Scar are sailors who delight in the adventure of exploring uncharted territory. Unbeknownst to them, they are not alone in the water.
-
Change with the Tides by Mitos (SeriouslyCalamitous)
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, Life Series | 3rd Life SMP Series
04 Mar 2025
Tags
Summary
Grian presumed his soul was actively leaving his body – providing him with just another last minute delusion to take him into the next life - until he heard music.
His tired delusions were a lot of things, but they were never music.
Grian blinked, once, twice, then a third time. Still, the shape on the horizon didn’t fade. The light didn’t fade. The music didn’t fade. This wasn’t the blurry shadow of what may or may not be a rock, or the light of the moon against a wave imitating a town. This was a genuine miracle. This was his relief.
It was a ship!
- or -
After being cursed by a witch, Grian finds himself stuck in the form of a parrot with no way to change back, and only a conveniently handsome pirate captain to rely on until he reaches land.
-
Open Your Eyes by UpsideDownTurtles311
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
10 Jul 2025
Tags
Summary
Scar held the bag of gold aloft, waving it over his head as his team cheered. It hadn’t been too difficult to take down the target, just a rogue golem that had slipped out of its control spell and rampaged through a small village, but the reward had been a few dozen gold pieces, plus a boost to the mercenaries’ reputations.
He barely noticed as an almost imperceptible weight vanished from his right side. He quickly whipped around, searching the crowd as his hand patted his belt, predictably finding the sack of gold they’d earned today missing. Sighing, Scar rolled up his sleeve and pressed the pad of his thumb against the True Sight sigil Inked into his skin, the pair of eyes lighting up as he applied pressure and spoke the activation phrase.
The brunet winced at the wave of energy rolling through him, blinking a few times to adjust to the new wave of information hitting his brain as every detail became ten times sharper. He quickly noticed his target, a short man with a hair color between blonde and brown who was turned away from him and in the process of slipping a certain bag under his jacket. Grinning to himself, Scar calmly began to walk after the pickpocket; the thief was good, but not good enough.