I Stop Watching Hermitcraft For A Little Bit, And So Much Has Happened And I Don’t Even Know Where

A letter to you - Scarian

Season 10 Scarian blurb :)

As Grian made his way up to his house, he grabbed the letters that were peeking out of the mail box. As he skimmed through them, he noticed one of them was distinctly different from the rest. A small brown craft envelope with the words, “Open when alone :)”. As he stepped inside his house, he set down his things and opened it. Before he could even get past the first sentence, he instinctively knew it Scar.

“Hey Grian,

I know things have been a bit hectic lately. And we haven’t exactly talked since we kissed.”

Not beating around the bush, that was a surprised. It had been about a week since he and Scar has kissed. The memory replayed in his head often as he wondered why they hadn’t talked about it since.

“I know that a letter won’t cut it, but I was hoping this would give me a little more confidence to admit it. I wanted to let you know that I like you. You’ve probably been worrying yourself with needless thoughts about it. Or maybe I'm the one whose been obsessing over it. But the point is, that I’ve been thinking about it. And it meant more to me than I thought. So, I was hoping that you’d go out with me if you felt the same way. You don’t have to decide now, but I’ll be in town later this week. Hopefully, you’ll have an answer for me by then.

Yours truly, Scar.

Ps. I was hoping you wouldn't rush to call me before you've taken the chance to sort out how you feel about all of this. Don't feel like you have to rush it. :)”

"Idiot" Grian whispered to himself as a smile spread across his face having finished the letter. He shook his head and sat down, rereading the letter, hoping that it wasn’t his imagination.

Scar updating us on Grian's Fishing Crisis™ is my favorite thing on twitter currently

The idea of Scar being misunderstood villain that was given multiple chances to be redeemed and have friends, but was unable to because the Secret Keeper's wouldn't let him. Half of the time he was running away from people after the chaos he would create; which felt like he was being actively puppeted. He was always running away trying to gain control again. Then after winning, he's so tired and exhausted. Just mindlessly pressing the success button over and over again. Constantly being taunted, told that he needs to win, but there is nothing left. Just him, the buttons, and the very thing that started this mess.

Constantly thinking about how Grian most definitely doesn't think about Ariana Griande as much as I do and that makes me sad.

Not going to lie, whenever I watched Smalletho in their double life series, it very much was just a "this is the circumstance" for Etho. And Joel would play into the joke of I love my soulmate, so much that I made a t-shirt with his face on it. But to me it was never a great life series ship, especially in comparison to Ethubs angst and Bdubs pining. (when it first came out ofc)

But through Limited life and Secret Life, and now Hermitcraft s10, the ship has thrived. What once was a pairing through circumstance, turned into a true ship, and now a mockery of what once was as seen through rose coloured glasses. Where Joel who once was "obsessed with Etho", turned into Etho "obsessed with Joel."

Honestly, this post has no other purpose than to put these thoughts into words. Especially since Etho is being such a silly lil guy these days, and only he truly knows what goes on in his brain. The stark contrast just keeps me thinking about them.

The Bleeding Heart 22424

I was inspired to draw this City of the Avian piece on Earth Day as a way of expressing my feelings about current events and the state of the planet. COTA is a deeply personal story because its concept is constantly evolving with me as I learn more about the ongoing climate crisis, the genocide in Palestine, and the catastrophic impact of imperialism all over the world. Right now, it’s more important than ever to be angry, but to also never lose sight of our hope for a better future.

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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.

Canary Curse Theory

In my head canon, the canary curse is starting to take a new form. Either Jimmy continues to die first and secret life was a glitch/fluke. Or Jimmy will be the one to mark the other players for death (killing them, interactions, etc.) that will still result in him dying early on.

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