So, The Overwhelming Concensus Is That It Is Scar-EE-an Or Scari-an. Which Is What I Expected, But Personally

Gem and Etho have such good sibling energy I love it. It's so wholesome and I just love seeing them interact with each other.

Joel and Etho are the "you came; you called" trope, but in the most snarky tone you can think of.

I want to write a smalletho fic. But I have no ideas for it. Very sad.

So glad Mumbo pointed out that Grian is trying to rival his mustache. Someone had to point it out.

Second time's a charm - Ethubs angst oneshot

This blurb takes place during Double Life.

Bdubs watched from a distance as his ex-joked about with his soulmate. He knew there was no changing fate, but he still longed for the days when he had all of Etho’s attention.

Bitterness began to envelope him as they walked off. The mental picture of the two hugging and enjoying each other’s company made him nauseous. He could come to grips with Etho being happy by himself. But seeing his arm wrapped around Joel was a too much for him. He had always understood that his favourite person in the world was beloved by all.

I mean, who could look at the man and not fall head over heels for him. Everything from his hair to the way he walked was eye catching. His voice deep and sweet like whisky. His eyes could stare into yours and you'd feel nothing other than a wave of comfort and love.

He never would admit it to Etho, but he was jealous. Bdubs missed the warmth that Etho brought into his world. The joy that they shared and their bond that felt unbreakable. He wanted to be the only one to see his smile; and he couldn’t stand to see Etho well off without him. He wanted to be Etho’s soulmate. But it wasn’t meant to be.

That didn’t mean that Bdubs wasn’t allowed to make his own happy memories. If anything, he was going to make the most out of his new companionship with Impulse. Even if his heart wasn’t fully invested yet.

Unpacked Feelings

(A SmallEtho Hermitcraft Season 10 Blurb. It does contain fluff, and I once again wrote this when I couldn't sleep. Not my best work, but I was bored and wrote this over the course of a couple of nights in various sections. Sorry if it's bad or doesn't make sense at times. I somewhat edited it, but let's be honest I probably overlooked something as always)

“Here we go again” Etho muttered to himself, as he saw Joel appear in the distance. He laughed to himself and shook his head. Grabbing the rest of his things to move into his storage system, he could see Joel getting closer. Lifting his head to lock eyes with him as he approached. “How’s it going Joel?”

“Same as usual. I take it you got my gift?” He motions to where the chest used to be.

“Yeah, I hung them up earlier. they look great, thanks for letting me have some of them.” Etho moved to place the chest full of his things inside the house as Joel followed.

“Well, since you’re so obsessed with me, I thought I might as well.”

“Woah, woah now hold on a minute—”

Before he could even finish his sentence Joel cut in. “I know you’re obsessed with me Etho, you don’t have to hide it.”

“Is that so?”

“It is, I swear it’s like you can’t get enough of me.”

“Uhuh.” He raised an eyebrow at Joel and folded his arms.

Instead of paying any mind to him; Joel began to roam around Etho’s place. He made small notes to himself about the house, enjoying the pleasant atmosphere. “It’s a nice place you got here.” He commented as he wandered.

“Thanks, but why are you trying to change the subject? Seems to me you aren’t as confident about your accusation as you try to appear.”

“What more is there to say about it?”

“Well for starters, there’s the fact that you’re the obsessed one, not me.”

“Wow, didn’t realize you were one to deflect that much. Looks like you really are obsessed with me.” Joel just smirks, trying to get under Etho’s skin. He liked seeing him flustered and he wasn’t about to back down. “No point in acting like you aren’t.” He was so lost in his own world, he hadn’t realized Etho was standing right behind him. That was until he felt a hand sneak onto his waist, which caused him to jumped a little.

“And what if I told you, you’re right?”

“Oh, so now you stop denying it.” He scoffed refusing to acknowledge what Etho was doing. “Took you long enough.” He tried getting out of his grip, but he wouldn’t budge.

“So, what now?”

“What do you mean?”

“I admitted it. So, tell me, do you not like it?” Etho spun Joel around, holding him close. Leaning his head down, he whispered. “Or should I keep going?”

Joel could feel the red on his ears and the burning in his chest. Etho brought his hand up to his mask and pulled it down. He watched as Etho’s eyes began to shut and his face grew closer. “Etho.” He muttered in attempt to protest, but there was no point. He let himself get swept up into the moment, as he closed his eyes and felt the warmth of Etho’s lips on his. But as soon as it came, it left.

His eyes fluttered open, seeing Etho’s mask on his face once again, just barely covering the blush on his cheeks. Etho cleared his throat, looking away from Joel and taking his hands off of him.

“I should go and finish organizing my things. Um, I’ll see you later.” He quickened towards the chest and disappeared before Joel could utter a word.

He brought his hand up to his lips; pondering for a minute if the heat he felt was real or not. He hoped it was.

I stop watching hermitcraft for a little bit, and so much has happened and I don’t even know where to start which is the worst part.

Brain wants to make Scarian content. Brain does not want to actively be making the content. Brian wants results. Brain also doesn't want to make ideas because that's a lot of effort.

hi all, this is Vinca, the artist of the drawing in the left, i'm shàring this for my friend who was the muse of it. Ahmed Abu Raida just launched a gee-eff-em for his family

🍉 help Ahmed's family directly

Ahmed's words from instagram:

We launched a fundraising línk, and it is a personal matter of mine. I hope to reach my goal with your support and participation. Everyone knows the conditions we live in here in Gaza due to the Israeli terrôrist war. Two months before the war, I had a thermal procedure on the lower back, neck, and knee, but unfortunately, because of this war, the operation failed. Due to my lack of rest, due to homelessness and displacement, I will fly again after the end of the war to perform a thermal radiofrequency operation. I ask you to participate widely and donate to my personal campaign. In fact, I am ashamed of myself when I ask for donations for myself, but this is the bitter reality that we have reached because of the Israeli terrorist war, and just as we need it. We are making repairs to our house after it was exposed to both Israeli artillery shells. I ask everyone to participate widely and share the donation link in your story. Please boost, share, donate. The donation link is in the bio, the first link 🇵🇸✌️

Me: Enjoying Etho's long episodes as usual

Gem: i didnt even finish your last episode because of how long it was (or something to that effect)

Honestly, so valid, but what does that say about me and my life? Im not even an Ethogirlie