#c!ethoslab

[mcytblrconfessions-but-badder]

ALTERNATIVELY THESE ARE MY GREEN FLAGS IN FIC!! POSITIVITY!!

people who give mumbo a complex characterisation!!! i think he’s a very difficult character to write properly due to the distance between the c and cc and people who are able to incorporate that more anxious usure nature without wiping out his deep commitment to joy and creativity have my FULL RESPECT!!

fics that work hard to integrate minecraft mechanics into real world settings!! it’s so interesting to work with the beast level that the game gives you and invent completely new things. redstone coffee machine that works through complex piston pusher machine stuff? BRILLIANT!! a zombie apocalypse au based on the spreading of skulk?? SPECTACULAR!! it’s so creative and fun to read!!!

every single person’s depiction of etho!! i think his character has many sides and it’s really fun to see the parts of him that different people can relate to and lean into!!

people who take the time to plan out 50K+ fics!! as someone who currently writes one shots and had just built themselves up to writing 1.5K i will always always respect people who have the patience and energy to commit to writing a full novel!!

people who incorporate disabilities into scar’s character!! despite that fact that scar himself has said he doesn’t really mind how people depict him, i really love when authors take the extra time to research and write fics where scar is disabled!! it shows such a care and love for the creator and helps to spread awareness in a tiny way!!!

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[thomewt]

transfem etho. you agree

[bigchumpus]

Rewatched a bit of double life :D

[otselotus]

HALLOWEEN IS NOT OVER WEPSDLK XJC

[starcrossedandstupid]

Just saw Etho’s TCG card and. Oh my god

Now you may think ‘what are you talking about that’s just etho at his base?’ But no, you silly man. That’s Joel’s base. The Etho statues in front of that style of arch? With the cherry blossom tree? That isn’t Etho’s base. He made the conscious decision to do that. I will NEVER be over this bit.

[3lsmp]

thank you for 1k followers ^_^ ♡ ♡ ♡

[anastacialy]

guys, i think the hermits are going to accidentally start a prank war again. because just like last time, a game of telephone has begun. first, false made iskall's build into ''false beans,'' her shop from the previous season. however, to give herself plausible deniability, she signs it with "love, Joel. x" due to his username, smallishbeans.

next, iskall sees this, and completely believes it. he thinks it was joel who pranked him, and as he says to pearl while showing off the sign, which he kept even after tearing the prank down, "joel gave me a kiss." in his most recent video, he pranks joel by sending him loads of anonymous messages in order to completely spam and fill his inbox, preventing him from getting any more mail, with notes such as "thinking about you. x"

of course, joel is going to have absolutely no context for this, because he didn't make the initial prank. so who is joel going to assume sent him all those messages while he was away on holiday? well, i have a guess.

etho.

[goldstargloww]

is there any actual confirmation that the secret keeper assigns tasks randomly? because i'm not convinced

so—at the very least, the secret keeper knows who a task is being assigned to. we know this because tasks can involve specific other players. skizz needing to stay near gem, tango needing to get scar to talk about star wars, mumbo needing to become etho's best friend. if the secret keeper didn't know who they were giving a task to, someone could get a task involving themselves

but beyond that, the tasks still feel like they're personalized, to me

both grian and mumbo getting pun making tasks, when they're both essentially inseperable

grian needing to move front doors, when stealing them was his whole thing in hermitcraft season 7

martyn, the least confident in his building abilities on the server, getting a building task, and then needing to get it burnt down next session

both of scar's session one tasks being nickname related

mumbo needing to become best friends with etho when mumbo still fanboys over him

skizz needing to stay near specifically gem

bdubs, a builder, getting a task to build something incredibly uncomfortable

joel being the one to get the task to plug the life merch

...like. they just feel personalized. and i don't think it's ever been confirmed that they're randomly assigned. i'm not convinced they are

[sentientstump]

boat boys doodle? c:

21. boat!

from this post

[halvedslab]

[mcytblrconfessions-but-badder]

Here’s my fuckable life series members list:

None cause I’m asexual

now if you ask me about BEFRIENDABLE well then.

Gem. I mean come on. We’d get along so well

Grian. Chaos waffle :3

Pearl. Same vein as grian but a bit less practical and a whole lot more chaos.

Mumbo. I mean. We;d nerd about robotics together.

Etho. Probably would be too shy but absolutely a great friend.

BDubs: will tell me to go to sleep

this is objectively correct

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[day-azevir]

Objectively, Etho’s least favorite part of moving out of the country he was raised in was the lack of transport. Not that this town didn’t have any; just that none of it was publicly accessible and his license wasn’t “valid” for permanent residence. Instead, if Etho wanted to go somewhere, he would have to walk.

On work mornings, it was fine - just a 20 minute saunter down the road before the sun had even risen. At worst it was a little warm, but even in his full jacket and mask the journey was tolerable. But Etho quickly realised that spring here was starting to feel like deep summer back home, which only caused a little concern for his first summer here. And his walk to the ice rink was only giving him more time to think about it.

What had made the situation worse was Etho’s inherent need to wear his jacket. Well, it was more like a coat, but still. He reasoned that the easiest way to carry it was to wear it, and it would prevent him from getting a sunburn in the long run, but the sweat beading up on his back and excessive heat was starting to get a little persuasive. It was fine. Once Etho made it to the rink he would be able to cool off quickly, and the walk home would be in the evening, so it wouldn’t be nearly as hot. The idea of finally being in air-conditioning willed Etho forward, and he continued in the rinks direction.

After a few more minutes of walking, Etho heard the rumble of a vehicle starting to approach from behind. Initially, he had brushed it off, but as the sound got closer it seemed to linger rather than run past him and off into the distance. Turning to investigate its reason for delay, Etho saw a motorcycle slowing as it approached. If it was someone he knew, he couldn't tell from the tinted helmet they wore. Something about the jacket they wore was pinging in the back of his mind, but Etho didn't have much time to think about it before the driver stopped before him and started talking.

The humming of the engine was just a little too loud, and combined with the helmet covering their mouth, Etho couldn’t make out what the person was saying. After gesturing to his ears, hopefully getting the point across that he couldn’t hear them, the person on the motorcycle stopped speaking. Reaching inside their jacket, the person pulled out a pair of familiar sunglasses and quickly took off their helmet before putting them on.

Tango took a moment to readjust his vision before turning back to Etho with an almost horrified look. “Etho! It’s, like, 90 degrees and you’re walking around in a jacket? You’re gonna get heat stroke!”

Etho worked to overcome his shock. He shouldn't be so surprised at the situation; hockey practice was starting soon, town was over that way, and the rink was over in the other direction. It made sense that this would be the road people took to get there. Did it make sense that Tango stopped for him? They had been talking for a little bit now, but to that extent? It’s been too long, Etho had to say something - and fast.

“You’re also wearing a jacket.” Nailed it.

“I’m driving through open air at 30 miles per hour and have to worry about wind chill and random rocks shooting up from the road. You are walking. In the sun. In 90 degree weather.” Nevermind.

Etho wasn’t sure how to respond. Tango had a point, but it's not Etho like had a car or anything - his only option was to walk everywhere. He looked away and hoped Tango couldn’t see the sweat that had started to bleed through his mask.

The moment didn’t last long as Tango took off his bag and shuffled through its contents, pulling out a second helmet. “You’re going to the rink right?” After a quick nod, he tossed the helmet at Etho and adjusted himself on the bike. “Then hop on!”

As Etho slipped on the helmet and climbed onto the bike, he looked for a way to strap in. Upon not seeing anything, he turned to Tango, “So.. is there a way to hold on? This is a first, personally.”

“Oh, yea! It’s super easy. You just-” Tango gently took Ethos left hand and guided it across his stomach. Ah. “And then-” Tango reached back and grabbed Ethos other hand while his first still lingered in place. Now both of his hands were against Tango's stomach. This was not what Etho thought was going to happen - his mask now feeling less like a curse and more like a shield. He wondered against what. Not for long however, as Tango slowly began to move the bike forward. “And now, you hold tight!”

[grailknightmonty]

eclipse tide🌙

Bdubs rolls himself over, propping himself up on his arm, to the eerie sight of trails escaping the formerly barren wasteland of the moon planet.

Joel pulls Lizzie closer, void still leaking from her face, unable to heal herself. “The blummin heck is going on?”

The creaking trickle of water is abruptly replaced by the roar of tides rapidly receeding into the sky, ascending in powerful cresting wave to meet the clawed hands of the Vhidhean knight.

Bdubs turns to face Etho, the knight’s eyes piercing through his own like daggers. His arm glows with what remaning starmagic he possesses, but something holds him back. He isn’t sure what, but something in him surrenders to whatever he was about to face.

The water hauntingly spirals around Etho’s hands, as he draws it higher and higher above the three. His voice hisses through the azure lights of his netherian steel mask.“Y’know what? I’m tired of this, I’m tired of starfolk like you thinking you can just take whatever you want, do whatever you want.” His fist sharply closes, bringing the waves to a standstill in anticipation.

“And I’ve especially had enough of you.”

[your-fav-on-dsmp]

Etho in Ranboo's panic room? ::3

sure thing!

[captain-blue027]

Polyamory week 2025!

I have put together a list of poly ships for the Hermitcraft/Life series smp into a 7 day (1 week) writing or art thing.

This will start on June 1st 2025 and end on June 7th 2025.

1: Flower ranchers (Scott/Tango/Jimmy) [my favorite poly ship]

2: Mumscarian (Mumbo/Scar/Grian)

3: Xbsumaralis (Xb/Xisuma/Keralis)

4: Flower quartet (Scott/Tango/Jimmy/Martyn)

5: ZITS (Zed/Impulse/Tango/Skizz)

6: Smallethdubs (Joel/Etho/Bdubs)

7: Rendocwood (Ren/Doc/Martyn)

I'll reblog this when it gets closer to the actual week, but until then, plan what you are going to do if you chose to be involved! :D

[3lsmp]

Inwardly they are ravening wolves.

LAST LIFE WEREWOLF AU - WITHIN ONE HIDES A MONSTER.