#bad boys

[tubbytarchia]

Thank god for Sketchfab. Drawing the car was so worth it

[hermitcraftx]

au where Joel's car can take him anywhere in time and place to the other life series and he decides to go back for his bad boys because I can honestly say with a lot of confidence that other than wild life that was the season he was happiest

[ad0rabubble]

only just realised i never posted this old bad boys art :0

[maggymations]

12, for your wrapped? :D

BAD BOYS!!

I’ve been scraping away at this. for so long. and i’m finishing it at.. *checks schedule* a later date :D

So Bitter By Stxlkin (not on spotify anymore)

[days-until-burnout]

So joel is a tanuki, and etho is a arctic fox, and Grian and jimmy are birds…

is it possible to make a fic where they all test the limits of their abilities like is joel able to curl his tail into a cinnamon roll??

Day 110 (a) -

Characters - Etho + Joel ft. Grian, Jimmy Words - 1,165 Time - 60 mins Content - Hermitcraft

On a random walk around the server, Etho found Joel’s base in the horizon. And from one moment to the next, he was closer and closer, until he was in the city. Not that he intended to, or anything—it was just a casual stroll, that was all!

But he was around, and Joel did not seem to be around, so he decided to look around. Admire Joel’s base and such, because the build was great. Amazing. He wanted to see him. To congratulate, of course. No other reason. 

And sooner than later, down a narrow set of stairs, he saw a water fountain. Joel’s statue juggling horse heads.��

He blinked a couple times, amused.

“Squawk!”

Etho jumped, head snapping up to find a parrot looking down at him. He stared at it as he walked the final two steps, walking in front of the fountain. The bird squawked again, fluttering its vibrant red wings. 

He followed a yellow canary that flew beside the parrot. The stillness vanished when the canary smacked the parrot with its wing accidentally, causing the parrot to look at the canary with offence. 

Funnily so, both birds were the same size despite knowing it was not the case.

Before he could ask outloud, the air was cut as something swooped down, sharp talons clawed at his collar and wings smacked him. He raised his arms to protect his face, stumbling back as the bird continued to attack him. It took a couple more seconds before he could grab the bird’s wing, pushing it away.

Etho coughed a feather, then tried to spit it out as it stuck to his tongue. Ultimately, he pinched it out, throwing it on the ground before looking at the bird. 

Unlike the parrot and canary from earlier, the bird looking back at him was a hawk. 

“Joel.” 

It flapped its wings as it screeched, trying to free itself. Failing, however.

“Hi.” 

Joel flapped his wings again. The brown and white feathers, the stripes and lines. They had a golden glow to them from the sun, but he could see the green shine when the light hit it the right way.

Joel tried to turn his head the right way round, bending his body a little as he tucked his wings into his body. Etho felt the flick of his ears, an animalistic reaction to the bird in his hand. Half interested in the feathered prey, but also unwarranted fear of the bird of prey. Behind those considerations, the sting on his neck and face burned.

Sets of flapping wings lowered as Etho tossed Joel away, quickly finishing something out of his inventory and tossing it further back. As Joel chased it, Etho shrunk to the ground, taking his fox form. 

If the hawk was Joel, then it was safe to assume who the other two were. 

Not that Etho did not know—he remembered Limited Life, the Bad Boys shifted into birds to play around in between sessions. 

Both were on the statues; Grian on the highest horse neck, Jimmy on statue Joel’s head. He found them easily, eyes fixed on them. They stared back, shifting from feet to feet, uneasy. 

Etho thumped his tail in front of him before standing up. His paws were planted on the ground, keeping an eye on the pair as his ears were allocated to the hawk tearing the steak with hunger. The sound of meat tearing and the birds up there made his mouth water, despite knowing those were his friends. 

So, before he did anything stupid, he turned his attention to Joel. Unlike the pair, Joel could put up a fight. 

And, well, more than anything, he hoped to draw out that canine instinct that seemed to be carved into Joel’s very code. 

He turned his attention to the hawk then dashed to him, leaping and tackling him away from the steak. Joel screeched and flailed, letting out a surprised chirp as Etho pinned his wings with his front paws.

A talon caught Etho’s tail, yanking it hard enough to shake his balance, giving Joel enough room to roll around and impulse himself away. Etho gave chase as the hawk flew close to the ground, slowly morphing into another animal. 

Talons and wings replaced by paws, the feathers by fur, and the feathered tail fluffing up. Claws clacked on the stone of the ground, an echo to Etho’s set. 

Joel rounded the fountain until he was fully shifted, then sharply turned around, barking at Etho and turning the tables on him. Despite being smaller than the fox, Etho still ran when Joel began to chase, snapping his jaw at him. 

They ran around the area for a while, jumping and rolling on each other, barking and biting and scratching with familiarity. Though Etho missed the wolf he had known in Double Life, he did not mind any version he got of Joel. And this tanuki was not half bad, still incredibly strong. 

Joel claimed victory when he sat onto Etho’s back, thumping his tail down onto Etho’s face. He looked up to the fountain where Jimmy was grooming Grian’s wings, a small pile of yellow feathers already fallen at the base of the statue and water. 

Etho bit on Joel’s tail, instantly letting go when Joel yelped, jumping away. He tucked himself behind his tail, looking at him with innocent eyes that should not have worked, but did, and Etho felt guilty. 

He tried to approach slowly, but Joel jumped onto the edge, circling away. Joel leaned down to drink some water, and Etho followed after, not moving closer until Joel calmed down. 

After drinking some water, Etho watches some feathers floating along. Then his attention drifted to Joel, who was now on his back, swatting at the circling birds. His tail was flicking, no doubt from happiness as it had earlier while they were play-fighting. Less, Etho would argue. 

Not out of jealousy. 

No, of course not. 

Still, he silently and gracefully walked the edge to them, stopping once the birds flew between them. Screeching and squawking, flapping their wings unhappily. They landed between them; Jimmy tweeting and jumping frantically at the forefront, and Grian staying behind wearily. 

Etho looked down, and simply swatted them aside. Not on the water, at least.

They tweeted, angrier now, but he tuned their cries out. Fortunately, they did not attack. Though he was not above letting his predator instincts overtake him. 

Joel was half-melted on the edge, pawing at his face tiredly, looking rather ready for a nap during the remaining sunlight. Etho walked over, careful to not step on his limbs and tail, nuzzling on his cheek. Joel gave a quiet bark, rolling onto his side as Etho settled down, wrapping his tail around him, which Joel caught in his mouth. 

Etho did not mind the light biting, nor the pair of birds settling in the space between them. He simply rested his head above Joel’s, and took his nap.

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me when etho and joel uttered in the same prompt 🤡 there was going to be more bad boys content but etho and joel in same prompt... 🤡 (this is not on you anon, this is a call out to me) also, idk if this counts towards the prompt. i honestly dont know what testing the limits are. if you meant testing limits as hybrids... ooops. you get creechurs

also! i am gonna start working on putting these on ao3 soon. just gotta see if i can borrow someone's mouse or else i'm stuck with trackpad for the 110 prompts ;-;

[click for a random day]

[hyperfixationsaremyonlylife]

"what does ren and joel have in common" i hear a wanderer ask

i come from the shadows of the forest, and i say "they both went insane after their boyfriends died"

(because joel went crazy after jimmy died and ren made that monstrosity after martyn died)

[tw1nter]

I… made something?

something that wasn’t mha???

I present to you bad boy Grian and secret keeper, GoodTimeWithScar

[afraid-of-the-deep-sea]

Changeling Joel ft some old greats, based on this tweet

[kiarchai]

BADBOIS army dreamers :3 ( I cried while I was drawing this /hj )

[risibledeer]

hugs, all of joel's soulmates, lizzie, grian and eefo lol

Psst reqs are open, ik I draw a lot of Joel but i like drawing most hermipires so feel free ti ask, if uf like to

[samgatinho]

a few doodles i did for an art reqs thing on insta :D

[fionajames]

jimmy wants to know if you're proud of him <3 :3

joel and grian i did for my friend and i's pfps, but i just had to-

click here for martyn and scott ! ! !

click here for scar and pearl ! ! !

[chickensoup1025]

I love how with each season, Joel gets more allies.

He was alone in Third Life

He basically either had one friend at a time (Scar then Grian) or was alone in Last Life

He had his soulmate Etho the whole way through in Double Life

He had his two bad boys Grian and Jimmy in Limited Life

He had his mounders Pearl, Mumbo, and Bdubs in Secret Life

And he had his extended family of Gem, Etho, Grian, and the three Bamboozlers in Wild Life <3

[tommyfuur]

Bad boys doodles

[hannnsh]

au art w badboys

maybe one day i’ll actaully sit down and do the whole story plot lol

[yuqi-bing]

IN MY HEAD IT WAS FUNNY

Killer belongs RahafWabas

Horror belongs Sour-Apple-Studios

Nightmare Belong Jokublog