I Don't Think Anything Will Truly Encapsulate The Insanity Of The Life Series As Real Life Did. I Mean,

Brain had great idea. Brain will not work on great idea. I just want to write a scarian 1700s or 1800s centered fic okay? I just want my two hyperfixations to meet. Do I wanna research every last little detail about those time periods? No. Will I fall into a rabbit hole and eventually do it? Probably, yeah most likely.

Love how quite a few of the hermits are taking the slow approach to the start of the season. Also really love Grian and Gem's fishing endevours because that's how I play minecraft. The fishing conetent has given me something to watch while I fish.

I love mumbo's little experiments lately. They go from silly little challeges, to chaining his hand to the desk, to finding better ways to collect ores. What a silly little man.

Joel builds a bridge.

The bridge looks like a frog.

Who likes frogs and has the froglight permit?

Etho.

The conspiracy of whom is obsessed with whom continues.

This was the cactus ring

Grian asking if the moon is big has never made me more concerned.

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.

Let's talk about fight scenes.

Writing fight scenes requires a delicate balance of action, emotion, and detail to keep readers engaged and immersed in the moment.

Here are some tips to craft compelling fight scenes:

Know your characters: Understand their fighting styles, strengths, and weaknesses—are they offensive, or defensive? Spontaneous, or strategic? Trigger-happy, or reluctant? Their personalities and motivations will influence their actions and decisions during the fight.

Create tension: Build tension leading up to the fight to increase the stakes and make the action more gripping. Foreshadowing, verbal sparring, or physical intimidation can all contribute to a sense of anticipation.

Use sensory details: Engage the reader's senses by describing the sights, sounds, smells, and physical sensations of the fight. This helps to create a vivid and immersive experience—but make sure not to overdo it. Too much detail can distract from the adrenaline of the fight.

Maintain clarity: Ensure that the action is easy to follow by using clear and concise language. Avoid overly complicated sentences or excessive description that could confuse readers.

Focus on emotions: Show the emotional impact of the fight on your characters. Describe their fear, anger, determination, or adrenaline rush to make the scene more compelling and relatable.

Include strategic elements: Incorporate tactics, strategy, and improvisation into the fight to make it more dynamic and realistic. Think about how your characters use their surroundings, weapons, or special abilities to gain an advantage.

Balance dialogue and action: Intersperse dialogue with action to break up the fight scene and provide insight into the characters' thoughts and intentions. Dialogue can also reveal or support the characters' personalities and motivations.

Keep it concise: While it's important to provide enough detail to immerse readers in the action, avoid unnecessary padding or overly long fight scenes. Keep the pacing brisk to maintain momentum and keep readers hooked.

Show the consequences: Illustrate the aftermath of the fight, including injuries, emotional trauma, or changes in relationships between characters. This adds depth to the scene and helps to drive the story forward.

Hope this helped ❤

I haven't been able to draw for a while so I decided to post a few of my favourite sketches from my sketch book. (I'm still not confident about poses so they're all portraits)

If a scene feels flat and you can't figure it out, ask yourself:

• What can MC smell? Is there an ocean breeze, sweat, a cinnamon roll fresh out the oven?

• What can MC hear, besides the dialogue? Is a bird singing, river flowing, a car speeding, clock ticking?

• Can they taste something, even if they're not eating? Previously drunk alcohol or juice, aftertaste of a cigarette, smog, too instense perfume?

• Can they feel something on their skin? Rough clothes or delicate material, blowing wind, an allergy or a rash, grass that theyre laying on?

• What does the character see, besides other characters? Is the room dark or is sunlight coming in nicely? Are the colours vibrant or dull? Are there any plants?

• What's the weather? Is it snowing and the cold is making goosebumps appear on their arms? Is it hot and sweaty and clothes are clinging to their body?

• HOW DOES IT MAKE THEM FEEL? To any of the above.

Do they like the smell of cinnamon rolls or are they weirdos (I'm a weirdo, I don't fit in).

Does the clock ticking calm them down or annoy them?

Do they enjoy the aftertaste of a cig and like how dirty it makes them feel?

Are they sensitive to touch and how their clothing feels on their skin or are they indifferent?

Would they enjoy the scenery more if it was more sunny out, because they're afraid of the darkness?

Do they like it snowy or are they always cold and hate winter?

Come on, give them persoanlity, likes and dislikes, don't be scared to make them people and not only likeable characters.