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poorlydrawnhermitcraft · 8 months

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HEARTBREAKING: mans first stand up show becomes his LAST.

#etho #ethoslab #hermitcraft #im fucking sorry i cant get thisclip out of my head it makes me CACKLE #mod red #1k #5k #💀wtf

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lifesmpliar · 2 months

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Joel: “Were you born before or after World War II?

Etho: “Sometimes I feel like I’m still fighting it…”

#wtf is his problem bro???😭#I love him tho #he’s so funny #ethoslab #etho #hermitcraft #smallishbeans #joel smallishbeans

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somefinn-g · 2 months

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The gaming setup of Ethoslab

wth is this 😭

ahhhhhhhhhh

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murkybu · 2 years

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boat boys! and a horse!

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inkyfinch333 · 7 months

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Day 23/24 of hermittober:

Life/death

I had to

I'm not a traditional artist, so the colouring is pretty new to me, I hope this turned out alright!

(I know the prompt list said limited life but shhhhh it was too good)

I'll post wk 2 highlights sometime soon

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ethubs-but-everywhere · 8 months

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#KOJI CONTINUES KEEPING THIS BLOG ALIVE WTF THANK YOU??!#im giving u a hug fr #ethubs #bdubs #etho #.ss

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liauditore · 5 months

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day 12 of drawing bdubs everyday until secret life ends.

i binged one and a half seasons of golden kamuy in a day im sorry. au thoughts under the cut because im shy (implied violence)

bdubs is one of many escaped prisoners who agreed to let Some Guy (not sure who he would be in this au tbh) tattoo part of a treasure map onto him in exchange for freedom and an IOU.

team canada are a ragtag group of mercenaries looking for said treasure and hunting down all of the prisoners for each piece of the map. it would be a lot easier to just kill them all but etho got attached to this one :P

i've been enjoying gk a lot which means this will be occupying my thoughts and i will inevitably rotate it but this also means i might have to commit to making a pause design which requires using my brain.

#my art #bdubs #bdubs fanart #i like the idea of the prisoners being the life series members minus etho #but also like. wtf did jimmy do to get thrown in prison lmao #i hope the implied violence here isn't enough to warrant a cw? just don't think too hard about it ig #anyway yeah. middle aged man show good.

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tunastime · 1 year

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Let’s Talk About Feelings

(1316 words)

The first thing that Etho finds out is that day and night pass too quickly.

Etho has never been a man running out of time. To his left, currently sharpening the back edge of his diamond axe, is a man who has. Right now, for Etho, the passage of time is not only a visual sensation, it’s a physical one. He feels it in the way his body tires, the way he moves, the way everything takes less time than he’s expecting. Even sitting here, the dull da-dump of his heart is enough to mark the seconds of his life passing. He drinks from his canteen. He swallows. He loops his pickaxe over his head, the weight settling on his back, and stands. Tango’s eyes flick up to him. He doesn’t look as tired as Etho feels.

There is no downtime. There is only time wasted.

“Ready, T?” Etho asks. Tango smiles, a mouth full of sharp teeth, and nods.

“Sure, E,” he says, standing with a sway. “Let’s do it.”

It’s a quick trip down into the mine from the top of the base. The two part system works surprisingly well—there’s a modest looking home on top, ugly, as per usual, and the real stuff happens below. Wheat, sugarcane, two cows, at long last, and the mineshaft down to pools of lava and dark, cool tunnels. Tango follows beside Etho down the two-wide staircase, humming to himself.

“I can’t believe it took us that long to get two cows,” Tango grumbles, glancing back up the staircase. Etho huffs, trying to laugh, but finds that his tiredness just sort of pushes the air from his lungs, rather than do anything important. “Our ranchin’ skills have plummeted, man.”

Etho hums, shaking his head. He can feel a soft heat radiating out from Tango’s shoulder every time it brushes his.

“That’s too bad,” he starts. “Thought we had a rancher on our hands.”

Tango laughs, though it peters into something a little hollow.

“Mm, I wish. Wasn’t me, though. ‘M notorious for gettin’ things killed, you know that.”

Etho knows Tango well enough to place the validity of his sentence. Not even just here, either. Wardens to cows, mob farms to personal, accidental deaths. Etho laughs, finally warbling out a complete one, until Tango knocks into his shoulder. He shoves back. They rebound back and forth for several steps, until Etho nearly loses his footing and Tango clamps a hand around his wrist. He doesn’t let go, though, and Etho drags him along. They stand together at the landing for a moment, a handful of tunnels branching off from the sides. Etho glances down one, tilting his head in the direction of the torchlight. Tango nods. There’s a cave further down that opens up into a ravine, one Etho knows more diamonds have to be in. He can feel it, like an itch under his skin.

Tango’s sentence says something he doesn’t voice out loud, though. Etho tugs on his arm. Tango makes a questioning noise.

“You doin’ alright? Not seein’ him?”

Tango furrows his eyebrows. His features are obscured, half by lack of light, and half as the torchlight warps when they step into the next room, and the cave walls open up. Tango waves the torch around, passing it off to Etho.

“Yeah,” Tango starts. “‘S fine. Hate that Joel’s rubbin’ off on him, but…glad he has someone.”

“Mm,” Etho agrees. “Last time I checked it was Joel and Grian.”

Tango squawks.

“Ugh! I just—oh, no…”

Etho frowns a little as they stand in the center of the room.

“What d’you mean, “oh no”?”

“You threatened to kill Joel! I can’t not back you on that.”

“You’re gonna stick yourself in another messy situation, T,” Etho says. He climbs down the lip of another crevasse, sliding part of the way. He offers his hand to Tango, who worms down, bumping into him.

“‘M gonna try not to,” Tango grumbles. Etho can see his tail flicking back and forth. “‘S long as you don’t do somethin’ stupid.”

“Hey, no promises, man.” Etho doffs his pickaxe, placing the torch in the center of the room. Here, it lights up the space, stretching outward with a yellow halo. The places it can’t reach go grey with dark. He turns a slow circle as Tango tracks the ceiling. Nothing yet.

“Speakin’ of people,” Tango starts. Etho feels his limbs go cold, a static electricity pooling in the pit of his stomach.

“Mm…” he starts, but Tango beats him to the punch.

“You talked to him any more?”

Etho shakes his head.

“No, no, I haven’t. There’s not really a point, I think.”

“I mean, you two were partners…” Tango continues. Etho shakes his head.

“We shouldn’t be partners in things like these, it always goes south.”

Tango shrugs.

“Suppose so…” he agrees. Something about his tone suggests that he doesn’t really agree, but he’s giving Etho the chance to explain if he wants to, and the space to stay quiet if it’s more than he’d be willing to share. Etho worries the inside of his cheek. Then, he takes a swing with his pickaxe and breaks into the rockface.

Between the clunk of the pickaxe and the shnk of his armor as he swings, he hears Tango start in the opposite direction, tossing a question over his shoulder.

“You don’t miss him?”

Etho’s stomach folds over itself. Part of him begs to turn and ask his friend what he could possibly mean by that, what it could imply, but the words seem sad. They seem expectant on something. On Etho, maybe, to refute the claim, to prove to Tango that he does, to give Tango the peace of mind, maybe. Maybe Tango’s scared, Etho thinks, of the possibility that Bdubs comes back with vengeance, rather than anything else. Were they not all indirectly both advocates and victims of Bdubs’ death? He realizes, after a moment, that he’s been leaning on his pickaxe, staring at a chunk of iron in the ground. He drops to his knees after a moment, prying the block up.

“Etho?” Tango asks.

Oh. Etho hadn’t said anything, had he?

“No,” Etho says. “Let’s keep digging.”

He thinks he hears Tango sigh. It doesn’t sound frustrated. It just sounds tired.

“Sure thing, E,” Tango says. Etho swings his pickaxe into the rock and watches it crumble at his feet. He isn’t thinking about a night in the middle of nowhere around a soup pot. A night in a fort half built cradling cups in his hands. A life forked over by the man behind him that wasn’t Etho’s to negotiate. A night outside of a base that isn’t is, calling Bdubs’ name like he was forbidden to step inside. A clock in Bdubs’ hands he never made. A happy marriage Etho wasn’t part of.

Part of him thought going home would fix it. It didn’t. He still never saw him. They were better, they weren’t leaving, but there was still a distance. And it doesn’t matter—clearly, it doesn’t, because otherwise Etho would be lamenting about a man who can’t love him in a dangerous place because he has to keep every feeling for himself just in case they get used against him. He can’t even be mad. It’s a trait Bdubs picked up from him.

He isn’t thinking about that, though. He’s thinking about a fireplace in a basement. And he’s thinking about dinner and tea in a half-built base in the jungle. And he’s thinking about a color palette getting commented on. And he’s thinking about anything but the idea that he might just have to kill him this time. He doesn’t have much of a choice, does he?

“I think I found diamond,” Etho says. His voice echoes until Tango hums.

“None for me, yet.”

Etho keeps digging.

There’s no room to talk about feelings.

#limited life smp #limlsmp #limited life fic #limited life spoilers #tangotek #ethoslab #BEAR WITH ME AS I POST TO THE WRONG BLOG BECAUSE I FORGET TO CHANGE TO SIDEBLOG WTF #anyway limited life friday yippeeee (< weakly)#i cannot believe i just did that #if you just saw this no you didnt #anyway etho and tango should just talk i think!!#and no do not speak to me about their episodes im not well #it's fine dw about it sdjkfhksdjfh #been thinking a lot about the day night cycle though... hmmmmmmm #since it is 24 hours. anyway just a thought!!#ethubs is next heehhehehehe #as it should be.. i mean. monolith you already know

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jeena-says-hi · 5 months

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Um..

Etho…

WHERES UR MASK??

WHAT THE HELL??

#WHY DOES HE LOOK LIKE THAT #WHERES HIS HEADBAND #ETHO WTF #HUH #funny #meme #funny meme #hehe #trafficblr #third life #mcyt #last life #limited life #double life #secret life etho #secret life #ethos lab #etho slab #mcyt etho

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foxeroni · 1 year

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o7 to smalletho/boat boys enjoyers who suffered the entire crossover without etho even making an appearance and joel truly embracing Zeus while it occured

#i tried guys #i made posts #i manifested it #although to be fair #it is not my responsibility #bcs wtf was etho doing the entire friking time #and wtf joel went from whatever the heck double life was to not even seeking his soulmate out #disclaimer im aware its probably scheduling and stuff but still #smalletho #<- can be taken as such #boat boys #trafficshipping #hermitshipping #empiresshipping #double life smp #etho in the crossover #< personal tag #fox fails tasks

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lifesmpliar · 3 months

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Watching Etho’s new video at work is such a dangerous game. Trying my hardest not to smile from ear to ear because I’m gonna get stupid questions like, “why are you smiling and looking at your phone like that? Do you have a bf?”

NO.

They simply won’t understand the joy and whimsy of watching Etho.

#this video is soo good too???#wtf????#who is this man????#ethoslab #etho #hermitcraft #trafficblr

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salemoleander · 8 months

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Etho managed to dodge over to the button in the Glorious Exit of Supreme Victory and died

And Tango very smugly showed that the button OPENED THE IRON DOOR THAT'S DOWN THERE?!?!!

#theres a LECTERN?!!#oughhhhhhh #someone needs to juke the ravager and get over there #etho #decked out 2 #tango #wtf

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the-somwthing · 26 days

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Skizz

I cannot control my aspec headcanons. But he’s got so much love in his heart anyways.

#trafficshipping #. I genuinely don’t know the ship names #skizzledarity #jizzleman #wtf #ok then what’s the skizz/etho one

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ethubs-but-everywhere · 7 months

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#edit: wtf i posted that twice??? errrm whoops!! i didnt realize lol #ethubs #bdubs #etho #.ss

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yellow-dino · 11 months

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I was doing a standardized test and this 6th grader next to me was draw kakashi and my stupidass though “oh my god it fucking etho” and this is why you watch the slab

#ethoslab #etho #standardized testing #wtf this is actually stupid

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countthelions · 5 months

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his name's arson, her name's warden catcher and together, they're the remarried couple learning how to spice their lives up again ✨

#secret life smp #secret life spoilers #LEGIt love these goofy duo deciding to do Each Other's crime as reds #like wtf #treat ourselves etho said and cleo said Bet #i love them????#i love them #mcyt #married joke from the last season but IT FITS WELL BHKLDF

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