#hitting etho with my car au

[paradise-and-cola]

[Image description: a six panel digital comic, drawn with limited colours. The image backdrop is a light blue, all the panel backgrounds are in black-and-white, and all the speech bubbles are a light brown. Some of the text is obstructed, presumably referring to geographical locations.

Panel 1: PauseUnpause is speaking on a cell phone. Pause wears a brown leather jacket, and two small feathers are tucked behind his ear. There are trees visible behind him. Pause asks: “Beef?”

Panel 2: VintageBeef is speaking on a landline phone. Beef wears a blue baseball cap, his usual black shirt, and one strap of his white apron is also visible. Beef says: “Pause? Is that you?”

Panel 3: Pause is looking at an asphalt road going through a thick forest. There is a car on the road, parked at an unusual angle. Pause says: “Beef, are you still in [blank]?” Beef answers over the phone: “Yea, why?” Pause says: “Can you come pick me up? I’m near [blank], just off the highway. I think my car’s totaled.

Panel 4: A closeup of the car’s front. The car is damaged and there’s a crack in the front window. Off-screen, Beef says: “Oh my god. Are you okay? Are you hurt?!” Pause responds: “Yeah, I’m fine.”

Panel 5: A further closeup of the cracked window. Pause continues: “But I think... I think I might’ve hit someone. Or-“

Panel 6: A creature known as Ethoslab lies across the road, unconscious. Etho has a large mouth with four vampire-like fangs sticking out. There is dark purple discoloration all over his skin, primarily on the left side of his body. The tips of his fingers look sharp and claw-like. Etho is wearing a white ragged t-shirt, black pants and black shoes. Pause continues: “...or something”, with emphasis on “thing”.

Below the last panel, the watermark reads: comic by @paradise-and-cola. End description]

sooo it’s week one of @shepscapades‘ hermit redesign challenge and i already cheated big time. i didn’t feel like doing high fantasy, and thought “hey, what if i used classes from a different ttrpg system?”, and one thing let to another, and now i present to you a Monster of the Week Team Canada AU!

version without text below the cut because i’m really proud of the backgrounds!

[Image description: The same comic as above, but without any speech bubbles and split into two image files. The first image has an added watermark between panels 1 and 3. End description]

#there will be character sheets and backstories and headcanons galore but for now have this comic to set up the stage #did you know comics take absolutely forever to make? i feel like i acquired several new skills in the process #like how to draw spooky canadian forests cars and cracked glass #pauseunpause #pauseunpause fanart #vintagebeef #vintage beef #vintagebeef fanart #ethoslab #etho #etho's lab #ethoslab fanart #etho fanart #team canada #hermitcraft #hermitcraft fanart #mcyt #mcyt fanart #paradise and block men #my art #my comics #motwtc au

[ihave-toomanyfandoms]

Etho faces his mortality and meets god

The fic I wrote for the hermbi life server’s very beloved last life high school AU. 

Also cross-posted to ao3 here!

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“TA-DA” Bdubs shouted with a dramatic flourish, pointing at a vaguely car-shaped lump of metal on the side of the road. “What do you think?”

Etho glanced back and forth between the road and his friend, who was bouncing on the heels of his feet.

“What exactly is that?” He asked cautiously, already dreading the answer.

“My new car, dummy!” Bdubs answered, grabbing Etho by the arm and pulling him along. He placed a hand on the hood. “I named her Lulu.”

He gave the car an almost loving pet and then gestured for Etho to take a look. He started making a slow round around it, feeling Bdbus eyes on him every step of the way. Lulu didn’t look any less like a hunk of metal up close than from a far. Etho was by no means an expert on the subject, but he was pretty sure that a car wasn’t meant to have this many holes. He was also pretty certain that they were supposed to have more than one wheel rim.

“Bdubs, where did you get this?” He asked, still trying to discern if the car was actually just a really weird shade of brown or just dirty.

“Craigslist!” Bdubs answered with a proud grin. “She was a real bargain too.”

“What did you do, sort by cheapest and buy the first one?” Etho wanted to know, taking a step away from the car again. Bdubs grin slid off his face.

“No.” He muttered, crossing his arms in front of his chest. Etho raised an eyebrow. Bdubs turned his head away, not meeting his eyes.

“Bdubs.” Etho said after a moment of silence and Bdubs threw his arms in the air with an exasperated sigh.

“Okay, well maybe I did sort by that, but she wasn’t the cheapest. Besides, it doesn’t matter.” He leaned back against the hood and looked up at Etho with wide eyes. “What do you think?”

“It looks like it’s dying.” Etho stated and had to stifle a laugh when Bdubs eyes nearly bulged out of his head.

“Etho!” He shrieked, jumping off of the hood. “Take that back, right now!”  

“I’m sorry, Bdubs, I’m just telling the truth.”

“If you don’t take that back right now, I’m never giving you a ride.” Bdubs threatened, voice dangerously low. “Never. Not to school in the mornings. Not to Dairy Queen. Not even to the hospital. Never .”

“You would rather leave me bleeding out on the side of the road?” Etho asked, cocking his head to the side. Bdubs met his critical gaze.

“ Yes. ”

“Alright.” Etho sighed. He was willing to take a lot of risks, but this was one he would have to refuse. Especially since Bdubs sounded dead serious. “I’m sorry I said your car looks like it’s dying.”

“Good. Now apologise to her, too.”

Etho felt his eyebrows disappear into his hairline.

“I am not apologising to the car .” He protested, crossing his arms in front of his chest.

“If you want to walk to school for the next three years, be my guest.” Bdubs said with a sweet smile. “Otherwise, apologise to Lulu.”

Etho turned towards the car with another heavy sigh. The things he did just to sleep a few minutes longer.

“I’m sorry, Lulu.” He said, awkwardly petting the roof of the car. “I’m sure you still have a long life ahead of you.”

“Very good!” Bdubs exclaimed, clapping his hands together. He walked around to the drivers’ side and peered over at Etho. “Now, where do you wanna go?”

Etho shrugged, blindly searching for the door handle on the passenger side.

“Dairy Queen?” He asked, patting around for a few more seconds. He finally looked down and realised that it was missing.

“Dairy Queen it is then.” Bdubs said, sliding into his seat. A second later the passenger door opened from the the inside. Etho looked down and saw Bdubs draped over the middle console, his arm barely scraping the door.

“The passenger side only opens from the inside.” He said with a crooked grin, before sitting up in his own seat again. Etho shook his head and pulled the door open before getting into the car. Or rather he tried getting into the car. He hit his head on the roof when he went to sit down and then had to discover that his legs wouldn’t fit into the small space between the seat and the dashboard. He got out again, hit his head a second time on his way up and tried to squeeze one of his legs in first, but now he couldn’t lean down far enough to actually reach the seat. Grumbling, he got out once again, narrowly missing the roof this time, only to promptly bang both of his knees against the dash when he somehow folded himself into the front seat. He looked over at Bdubs who was watching the display with an amused glint in his eyes.

“It certainly fits you.” Etho said through gritted teeth as he reached over to shut the door. His knees were pressed against his chest.

“What do you mean?” Bdubs asked warily, fumbling around with his keys.

“It’s small.”

Bdubs elbow collided with his ribcage and Etho laughed.

“Seriously though, this is really uncomfortable.” He added, desperately trying to stretch out at least one of his legs but to no avail. He could already feel them cramping up as well.

“There should be a handle somewhere to make the seat go back.” Bdubs said and leaned over, fumbling around the underside of Etho’s seat. “Aha! Here, you just pull-”

The sound of cheap plastic snapping cut him off.

“Oh.” Bdubs said flatly and straightened up again. There was a thin black piece of plastic in his hand.

“Are you serious?” Etho asked, glancing over at Bdubs, who just shrugged and threw the piece into the backseat.

“You’ll just have to get used to it.” He replied with a grin, adjusting the back mirror. “And buckle your seatbelt.”

Etho seriously doubted that he would need it with how little space he had to move around, but complied anyway. Bdubs gave him  a satisfied nod and turned the key in the ignition. The car jumped forward and Etho was suddenly very glad he had taken his friends’ advice.

“ Merde!” He called out as his knees hit his chin. The car came to a spluttering stop. Bdubs glanced over at him, a light dusting of pink on his cheeks.

“Sorry, she’s a bit twitchy.” He muttered and turned the key again.

“Yeah, I noticed.” Etho gritted out and braced himself when the car jumped to life again. For a split second it seemed like the engine would give up again, but then something else clicked and they started moving forward.

“See? Just a bit twitchy.” Bdubs said, patting the steering wheel. “I just need to get used to her a bit more.”

Etho doubted that one could get used to an engine that sounded like it was going to fall apart any second but kept his thoughts to himself. He had to admit that he was a little bit nervous. He normally trusted Bdubs with his life, but he had only gotten his license last month and the way he gripped the steering wheel like his life depended on it didn’t exactly fill him with confidence.

“Is there a radio on this thing?” He asked, breaking the tense silence.

“Yeah, but I don’t think it has an AUX or anything.” Bdubs answered, waving his hand in the direction of the radio. “Honestly, I haven’t really bothered with it yet.”

“I’ll see if I can get it to work.”

Etho leaned forward slightly, studying the buttons closely. The pain had rubbed off of some of them. He pressed the one that might have said CD once upon a time and was immediately rewarded with a blaring beat that made the speakers rattle. He jerked back, his ears ringing.

“Hermitgang, Hermitgang, Hermitgang, Hermitgang, Hermitgang, Hermit-”  

“What is that?” He shouted, but Bdubs just shook his head. Etho hit the pause button a few times but either he had managed to hit it perfectly on beat or it was simply broken. He tried the eject button instead. The CD seemed to skip a few beats, a grinding noise coming from the radio before the music continued.

“ Hermitgang, Hermitgang, Hermitga-”

Etho turned the radio off and looked over at Bdubs. They shared a glance in the moment of silence that followed, before they both burst out laughing. Bdubs hands visibly relaxed on the steering wheel.

“I think the CD is stuck.” Etho said when he calmed down again, relaxing back into this seat. “Maybe I could - putain de merde!”

Bdubs took a hard left, sending Etho tumbling to the right, his elbow painfully colliding with the door.

“Sorry.” Bdubs said cheerfully, accelerating as they pulled out onto the main road. “What were you saying?”

“I said I could try and - the light, THE LIGHT!” He shrieked, grabbing onto his seat as Bdubs hit the breaks at the last second, coming to a stop just inches away from the car in front.

“What is going on with you?” He asked, giving him an incredulous look. “I’ve got everything under control.”

Etho stared at him with wide eyes and was about to respond when the light turned green and Bdubs hit the gas pedal, making both the car and Etho’s stomach lurch forward. He grabbed onto the handle above the window, his nails digging into the palm of his hand. Bdubs pulled out into the left lane and Etho turned his head towards the road again, staring straight ahead. He watched the next intersection approach and realised with horror that they would have to turn right. He glanced over at Bdubs, who seemed completely oblivious to this fact.

“Bdubs, we need to turn right.” He murmured and immediately cursed himself for saying something, because Bdubs merged right without a second glance and then turned the corner without slowing down at all . Etho was thrown around yet again and if he hadn’t been holding onto the handle he was pretty sure he would have been knocked over to the driver side. His heart was hammering in his throat and it didn’t get better when he looked over at Bdubs, who did not seem to realise that he was driving like a maniac, a serene smile on his face as he took another hard left. Etho’s head hit the window.

“ Je vais mourier.” He muttered under his breath, once again grateful that Bdubs did not understand a single word of French. “ Tu vas me tuer.”

“What?” Bdubs asked, looking over at him and Etho just shook his head, tightening his grip on the handle. He was surprised that he hadn’t ripped it off yet.

“Dude, relax.” Bdubs said with a laugh and he was still looking at Etho, why wasn’t he looking at the road? “I’m not that terrible at driving.”

As if to purposefully contradict his statement he immediately slammed the breaks and Etho couldn’t keep a scream from escaping him as he squeezed his eyes shut. His mind supplied him with a helpful vision of him hurtling through the windshield and he snapped them open again, just in time to see them come to a step at a red light.

“Seriously, you need to calm down.” Bdubs chuckled, nudging Etho with his elbow. “Or you’re gonna make me nervous too.”

Etho didn’t dignify him with a response, just took a deep breath and stretched out his fingers a few times. The light turned green and Bdubs set the car into motion again, a little more gentle this time. Etho was about to let go of the handle again when he suddenly accelerated again, crossing the line at the next intersection just as the light turned red.

Etho closed his eyes and started praying, trying to think of anything but the fact that he was currently strapped into the passenger seat of a madman, who was happily going ten over the speed limit in a car that was only held together through sheer power of will.

By the time they pulled into the parking lot Etho had convinced himself that none of this was actually real, that he had actually died and gone to hell and that this was his punishment for hacking into his middle school's IT-system and changing every single admin password to yourmom .

The engine came to a spluttering halt and he heard Bdubs open and shut the door. He slowly blinked his eyes open and stared up at the bright Dairy Queen logo in front of him. There was a knock against the window and he jerked upwards, hitting his head against the roof. He heard Bdubs laugh, the sound muffled through the closed door and the blood rushing in his ears. He fumbled for the handle and pushed the door open, a rush of fresh air hitting him in the face. Grunting, he pushed his legs out of the door and heaved himself out of the car. His knees were shaking so bad that he had to steady himself against the door. Bdubs frowned, looking him up and down.

“Etho, are you alright?” He asked and Etho had to hold back a hysterical laugh.

“Yeah.” He breathed, straightening out his back. “It was just a bit cramped.”

He let go of the door and took a wobbly step forward. Bdubs raised an eyebrow and then suddenly started laughing.

“What?” Etho asked, taking another unsteady step. Bdubs didn’t respond, just turned his head away and took a few deep breaths.

“What?” Etho repeated and watched as Bdubs turned back towards him, only to keel over with laughter again.

“The look on your face.” He wheezed and Etho crossed his arms in front of his chest, feeling his face flush red. “You look like you’ve seen a ghost.”

“Well, you were driving like you were trying to kill us!” He said, his voice still a bit hoarse from screaming. His knees were starting to get back to normal though.

“You certainly sounded like you were about to die.” Bdubs chuckled, sending himself into another fit of laughter. “I think you actually started praying at some point.”

“I am aware.” Etho gritted his teeth. Bdubs just continued laughing, holding his stomach and taking laboured breaths.

“If you tell anyone about this, I am going to kill you.” Etho threatened, but it only made Bdubs wheeze harder. Etho stared at him for another minute or so until he finally calmed down again, wiping tears from his eyes.

“I’m sorry, Etho.” He coughed, bumping their shoulders together. “I’ll try to be a bit more gentle next time. Can’t have you quivering in fear every time I drive you somewhere.”

“Whatever.” Etho grumbled, pushing past Bdubs. He silently vowed that he would never let anyone else see him like this. He would never hear the end of it otherwise.

#last life smp #last life high school au #last life fanfiction #bdoubleo100 #ethoslab #my writing #hermbi my beloved #this au is so dumb but I love it so much

[thedeviantsrp-blog]

Congrats Jules! We are so happy you decided to add onto your characters and apply as Viper! Your application was amazing and we cannot wait to see your FC of Ian Somerhalder as Lux Alexander Graves come to life on the dash! You know what to do, follow the checklist and send in your account within 24 hours! And don’t forget to submit an AU description so that she can be included in the event that we just started!

OOC Information

Name: Jules Age: 25 Preferred Pronouns: She/Her Timezone: Central Time Zone Any Triggers: RFP  Level of Activity: Alot even though i have a full time job, that keeps me busy. Anything Else?: One of my other favorite colors is purple , cause it reminds me of calming things like concerts cause thats one of the colors i wear to alot of concerts.

IC Information

Character’s Given Codename: Viper Real Name: Lux Alexander Graves Faceclaim: Ian Somerhalder or Charlie Cox cause either is perfect. Age: 30 Hometown: New Orleans, louisiana Previous Occupation: Lawyer Ability: Pain Inducement Description:  Lux was born into a poor family, raised by a single mother who worked various jobs to keep their family afloat but it didn’t stop him from getting picked on at his private school since he was a scholarship kid. So Lux took refuge in the only place he knew the bullies would never go, and that was the library. It opened a whole new world to him, and while he still got picked on the books were his escape.

This kept him going through school and by high school he was top in his class in junior year. Suddenly, his world came crashing down and it nearly destroyed him totally. His mother was killed one night by a bunch of his bullies, when they were out drinking and driving. It totally destroyed him, mainly when they all got away with it.

This created a rage inside of him that caused him to try harder at school so that one day he could get revenge on the people who had hurt him. He graduated got a full ride to college and eventually became a lawyer being at the top of his game. One day though he got a client that was going up against, someone who had killed her son during a hit an run. That person turned out to be one of the men who killed his mother, and when he got away cause he was buddies with the cops in town, it made Lux’s blood boil. So while the guy was walking out into his car in the back ally, he decided to fight the guy when suddenly before Lux could hit him the guy dropped to his knees screaming. Suddenly he was on the ground dead, and Lux was running not because he was scared but because of the thrill he felt.

Ethos:

Lux is rather intelligent which has helped him very much in life, and gotten him out of several difficult times.  He is also rather charming when he wants to be which makes him great with most ladies.

Lux is also very sadistic though, he enjoys causing pain and tormenting other people.  Another area he needs to grow on is that he is rather sarcastic , and comes off being an ass 99 percent of the time.

#oc rp #oc roleplay #devaccepted #original character rp #roleplay #viper