#(my 3l tag)

[just-illegal]

[whereishoney]

there is sand under my nails

i do rather like the background. and i've been having so much fun drawing and painting fully in greyscale recently. to be fair, there is the slightest warm hue to this but... but its greyscale shut up.

[t4tcecilos]

DOGWARTS SCARF DOGWARTS SCARF

inspired by @cherrifire’s limited life skin for martyn !!!! crochet ‘pattern’ by me ^^

[time-slink]

anatomy practice. or whatever

[kkoct-ik]

i do it for the people

thank you dearest follower

[mossssor]

the distraction

[greenscreen-dress]

A collection. A clockllection. 5D Traffic with Interdimensional Time Travel. What the tickens are they doing this season 👁️👁️

[galaxygermdraws]

For a while now I've been telling @aestheticallynotdeerlightful and @shadesofvermillionvoid that I'd draw our favorite blorbos from the life series. Deer's bein 3L Imp, mine bein LL Skizz, n Kai's bein DL Pearl (by this point that's def changed to SL Gem but we are 2 sessions into SL so).

(reblogs with tags/comments are appreciated. Thankyu)

[shrimpchip123]

ahhdjsehheh i want to eat your art sm,,,, may i request a little more of the scrimblos smoochin?

here u go anon %)

[melouthechalk]

I forgot that i drew something today, lol

I need to go now, take some sand from desert and make tnt

[aquelondungeonmaster]

“Just do what you gotta do,” Ren says, and Gem is already swinging.  “Get it over and done with, please.”

Gem was kind of excited for another fight, but she’s certainly not going to pass up a free decapitation.  Ren’s server quest to collect everyone’s head may not have been intended to include him, but that’s not Gem’s problem.  “Oh, perfect!”

She’s using her diamond sword, but Ren, head bowed, doesn’t seem to notice which weapon it is.  “Do you have to use a wooden sword?  It takes forever!”

He’s barely finished saying that when Gem finishes the third swing and his head drops on the ground.

Nothing changes, but something shifts.

Ren respawns with a laugh.  “There we go, nice.  Did you get it?”

Gem picks up the head collectible and tries on its glasses.  “Yeah!  Now I have cool glasses, look at me!”  Through the distortion of their lenses-- what are these even made of-- things look weird.  Maybe they got some blood spattered on them; she squints at Ren through the smear of red.

There’s someone in the corner of her eye.  Who is that?

“Oh, look at those diamond glasses!  Lookin’ snazzy!” Ren says, and the other person in the corner of her eye is gone.

Gem laughs and looks at the glasses closer, taking them off.  “Oh, they’re diamond glasses.”  They sure are.  “How could you afford this?  What the heck?”

“Yeah,” Ren says.  “Um… I j- recently came into a… er… inheritance windfall.  Okay?  Don’t ask too many questions.”

Gem’s good at not thinking too much about stuff.  For instance, about the fact that for just a second as she turns to collect her gear she can see a sharp greyish face looking at Ren with confusion and several other expressions she can’t place.  “Oh.  Alright, yeah, sure.”

Even as Gem leaves, she can see that a figure in a high-collared long red jacket is still watching Ren.  Unless Ren can’t see him, Gem’s not sure why Ren isn’t watching him back.

[captainschaos]

still catching up with @mcyt-aro-week ! hoping to double up tomorrow to be back on schedule <3 day 2 - loveless / au

some aro tangtho writing from an old 3l/traffic au of mine ^_^ I will note that tango is referred to as a he/it phoenix, etho a he/she fae !

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-/-/-

Tango was angry at a lot of people, but he wasn't angry at Etho. For a simple reason, because at least it'd been able to get back at the fae for the firing range. But for more complicated reasons, too. Etho was trustworthy, is all. When Tango had been unfairly shoved into the line of fire, Etho'd had the decency to look sorry, at least. And when the phoenix's arrow had been able to find her heart, something was forgiven in that moment. But the others?

Tango was wondering how long it'd be until it found itself in the Crastle's line of fire again, but by his own choice.

It couldn't leave Etho though. It wouldn't. And other people might make whatever conclusions they wanted about that, but it couldn't be explained away in other people's words. They just trusted each other. They were on the fringes of things, but they were there together, they understood. The fae understood the phoenix's fires, and Tango trusted him with it.

At the moment, Tango was standing alone in its solitary, hidden base. Secret, except for Etho. It made it feel less lonely. It was easy, knowing he and Etho were the same in this kind of thing, in solitude and in easy expectations. Never betray the other. Never ask unnecessary questions. So often, they would only have to look at each other to know what the next course of action was. It was so easy.

So if Etho trusted the king, well... Tango knew Etho would never force it into the Army. But maybe the phoenix wanted to join the fae.

---

"Are you sure about him, Etho?"

Their postures were casual, but the fae knew better than to slip around the Red King.

"I'm positive Ren."

Martyn shifted with a frown nearby, but neither Ren nor Etho paid attention. This was between them, and really wasn't a situation where Etho would use all the "highness"s and "your majesty"s. It wasn't her style, anyway. And it was important to stay consistent.

The dog-king crossed his arms and gazed off into the distance, in thought, as he mumbled. "The phoenix would be a powerful ally indeed..."

"We can trust it. Tango's wanting a change anyway, he and Bdubs are..." Etho faltered, but quickly picked it back up. "There's an opportunity, if we let it in now and don't leave him high and dry."

Ren considered, and then chuckled. "You and the firebird a thing or something?"

Etho's stomach pinched, just a bit. Ah.

"Er, well not--"

"Yeah, you're real eager to trust that guy!" Martyn chimed in from his leaning against the wall. "Got a crush, Etho?"

"No, ah, I don't do that. Neither of us do that, we just--" Etho reached back and rubbed the back of her neck, his eyes flicking down to the floor to a moment. "We're not the romance types, I'll put it that way. It's just..."

What is it? He and Tango, they weren't easy to describe. They weren't romantic, and never would be, and weren't really anything else in particular either. After romance people were likely to assume queerplatonics like Bdubs and Cleo, but they weren't like that either. There was something other than friendships that were simple though, it just... evaded description. Etho knew Tango. Tango knew Etho. That was all.

"I trust him. I'm willing to put my head on the line for it, it's a good ally. We should invite it to the Red Army."

The king eyed the fae for a long moment, then nodded understandingly. Decisively.

"Then offer him a banner, Sir Etho. The phoenix shall fly red!"

Under the mask, Etho grinned in a way he knew would only get more prodding from the highly romantic king and hand if they could see. But they couldn't, and who could blame her for being excited? The fae wanted the phoenix to join. Etho would never force Tango to join the Army, but he knew it was too enticing to have the two of them together again.

Free, unkempt and indescribable, and fighting side-by-side.

[bdoubleowo]

New Life series general spoilers and also a bit of personal taste neg (under a read more just in case u don't wanna see it)

me, yesterday: Yeah last life was probably my least favorite of the 3 seasons. I didn't really like the boogeyman mechanic, I thought it disrupted the players relationships in a relatively unsatisfying way. Similarly the extra lives made the deaths feel less dramatic and less important. Some of the most compelling moments were when people resisted this, Scott taking the life penalty, or Etho refusing to abandon Bdubs when he turned red. Frequently people who were red/boogey and became green again didn't face consequences because they were just following the rules of the system. Bdubs boogey kills Tango and its a VERY funny moment because of how Tango reacts, but its mostly brushed aside by the team as a whole, compared to when Cleo held a grudge against BigB for his boogey kill, leading to the absolutely iconic "do me a favor, die for me". 3rd Life I think also benefited from contrast, everyone was very kind and excited at the beginning before id devolved into chaos and bloodshed, whereas everyone was distrustful from the start in LL. So yeah, I'm glad other people like it but really wasn't my cup of tea like 3rd Life was.

Limited Life (same acronym as LL): Boogeyman is back :] and we did extra rounds of it

me: cool

LL: everyone basically has 24 lives

me: sick.

LL: like 10 deaths already on episode one

me: awesome

[megabuild]

im literally constantly thinking about alliances in 3rd life+ as a metaphor for terminal illness btw but that might hit a little too close to home for some people so lets just nod politely and pretend i didnt say that

[cobble-stone]

[the boogeyman is on the hunt]

wanted to make a trafficsona inspired by @chrisrin ! just a guy with a bit of a tendency to steal. he was originally on four lives but had an accident in the nether.

and well, let’s just say he’s a couple seconds away from being yellow.

[hypaetus]

Alright. I have a desert duo fic idea and I need you to tell me if it's worth my time and effort.

Royalty au with guard Grian and prince Scar. I'll figure out the details later but the plot vaugely follows 3rd life.