#darkleweatherwrites

[darkleweather]

after farrrrrr too long, and so long after s1 it's barely relevant anymore...have a season 1 roseblings fic, lol

[darkleweather]

*laughs in Evil Author *

a few minutes late today, but chapter six is now up! featuring Darkle and Red playing fast-and-loose with end-crystal mechanics, the return of everyone's favorite long-lost brother and his cadre of minions, and the beginning of Scott's Very Bad Day.

...aka, this is where things get serious.

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Hermitcraft fanfic links

All my Hermitcraft fanfiction links in one place!

Etho VS Evil Etho is willing to give EX a second chance--even if EX did trap him and manipulate him into building a redstone machine for a heist. But how far is Etho willing to let EX go when the plot threatens his friends? AO3 | Tumblr

Sticker War Gem started it, Grian made a game of it--how many stickers can the hermits get on Doc's cyborg arm throughout a season? AO3

Been Here Before Tango has promised a Warden for Decked Out 2.0, and by golly, he's gonna get a Warden. But the deeper he delves into the Deep Dark...the more things he remembers. AO3

Double Trouble (COMPLETE! FINALLY!) During one of their battles, a glitch in the server respawns both Welsknight and Helsknight in Hels--not Hermitcraft. For Wels, it's a shock to see what kind of world Hels inhabits--and a greater shock to learn that there are more twisted versions of the Hermits, known as Helsmits, that are more than willing to permanently kill him in their quest to travel to Hermitcraft. For Helsknight, it's the worst possible scenario. The other Hels have tried for years to force his secrets from him--how he managed to travel to Hermitcraft, and how he keeps returning. Helsknight may hate the Hermits, but he hates the other Hels more. And now that his double is in Hels, he knows its only a matter of time before the others find out and start hunting them. he has to keep Wels safe, somehow, until they can make it to one of his safe portals and gets Wels back to his own server. AO3

[darkleweather]

haven't posted a link for this fic yet oops have a fic about Helsknight and Welsknight, featuring my Hels headcanons and Helsknight accidentally dragging Wels to Hels with him and having to decide who he sides with. https://archiveofourown.org/works/46943971/chapters/120027742

[darkleweather]

Some people might find it a bit ridiculous that I use fountain pens and nice notebooks to write fanfic, and…y’know what, it is a bit.

But it’s my writing process and I put just as much effort into my fanfic as I do my original fiction. It just all works better if it comes from my brain to physical ink and then to digital.

(Anyway I mostly finished the Darkfiber AU story on vacation which means now I get to type it up and Red and I can work editing magic on it. No idea how long that will take though. Send asks for motivation?)

[petrichor-galore]

Reblogging because I too am that author who’s life needs saving.

some people think writers are so eloquent and good with words, but the reality is that we can sit there with our fingers on the keyboard going, “what’s the word for non-sunlight lighting? Like, fake lighting?” and for ten minutes, all our brain will supply is “unofficial”, and we know that’s not the right word, but it’s the only word we can come up with…until finally it’s like our face got smashed into a brick wall and we remember the word we want is “artificial”.

[darkleweather]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Characters: Skizzleman, TangoTek, GoodTimesWithScar Additional Tags: Not RPF, Limited Life SMP Setting, limited life au, Darkfiber AU, cyberpunk life series, Impulse is mentioned briefly, Jimmy is mentioned briefly, Third Life series AU Summary:

After Skizz and Scar get into a fight over a poker game, Scar and two Enforcer goons jump Skizz and Tango in an alley. Set in the Darkfiber AU.

[darkleweather]

We’re back from our Thanksgiving holiday!

Chapter 12 is up…in which fWhip and Pix learn some unsettling truths.

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Chapter 5 is up!

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You guys ready? @redwinterroses and I will be posting our Empires fic, Everything Turns To Gold, starting tomorrow! Updates will be every Monday and Thursday for as long as the fic runs.

Here's another sneak peek for hype :)

“Scott.” Gem reached across the table and caught his hand, forcing his fingers to stillness. “We have to tell the others. Xornoth’s been unleashed, and the dragon’s dead. If he can come after you like that—in your own empire? On Aeor’s land? Who knows what he could do to the rest of us.”

“He’s not going to go after anyone else,” Scott said, pretending not to feel the sick knowledge that it was a lie. “He’s after me. If I tell the others, it will drag them into it—”

“We’re already dragged into it.” Gem sat back, shaking her head. “This is bigger than some feud between brothers, Scott.”

see you guys tomorrow! ;)

[darkleweather]

This Welsknight and Helsknight fic is turning into a lore dump. I did not intend for this to happen, but I'm just gonna roll with it.

[darkleweather]

felt like putting another random fic up on AO3 today

“I didn’t want this,” he says, and the wind throws his words back at him.

It’s too late , it seemed to say.

Too late for wishes, for regrets.

After a moment, Ren sighed and looked back down at the bundle he carried, carefully spreading it out on the stone. The red coat was gorgeous, if he did say so himself. There was just one thing missing.

(inspired by this absolutely gorgeous piece of fan-art by @eyezpike )

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Chapter 10, we just find ways, is now live! A bit of a calmer chapter after the last one…

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Etho VS Evil part 1

(just a reminder that this is canon-divergent...I have absolutely no idea where any of the Hermits are going this season, and I look forward to seeing what becomes canon! But the idea of Etho involved in a heist EX planned just...spoke to me too much to be ignored. ;) OK. Onto the story.)

“Iskall?” Etho pokes his head into the storage room. As usual, Iskall is notably absent. Probably off visiting someone, knowing him.

He briefly considers leaving a note—I’m going to visit X—but chances were he’d be back before Iskall was anyway. And he has his comm.

Etho steps to the edge of a waterfall and flicks his trident. It jerks him forward, flying through the air almost as gracefully as an elytra, and a thrill surges through him as he soars over the land. Before too long, he spots X’s tower island build and lands outside, propping his trident against the side of the wall.

Etho glances around the door, just in case. He doesn’t think X has ever trapped his front door, but… He remembers Third Life, and it’s made him forever wary of walking through doors without double-checking.

He can’t detect anything. And he’s almost as good at finding hidden traps as he is at telling when people are lying.

Etho pushes open the door and pokes his head into the lighthouse.“Hey X?” He calls. “X? Ya home?”

He takes a step inside.

The floor drops out from under him. Etho yelps and grabs at the edge of the pit, but his hands slip right off the slick stone.

He doesn’t fall long, but he hits the ground hard. Pain flashes up his ankle and Etho collapses with a grunt--not to the ground, the pit is too small for that--but against the back wall. He's got one arm free to use--his left arm is caught between his chest and the wall of the pit, his knees are jammed against the wall, and he can’t quite take a deep enough breath. There's no way he can get to his pack for food or healing potions, and no way he can reach down to feel his ankle. But he can already tell it's swelling.

He looks up at the ledge, blocks above him. It's a wonder he didn't crack his chin on the edge when he fell.

"Uh...heyyyy X," he calls up. "X! Buddy! Ya kinda caught me there--can ya come help a guy out?"

There's complete silence for a moment, then the sound of footsteps scraping across the calcite floor. A familiar shape falls across the opening as X leans over, peering down into the hole.

"Well. Look who it is."

Etho freezes, and cold terror crawls up his spine. That's not X's voice.

"Just the man I wanted to talk to," Evil X continues.

***

PART 2

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Etho VS Evil part 11

He has a plan now.

Etho spends the next few days working on the redstone, connecting up hoppers and observers and switches. He spends the majority of his time directly underneath Ren’s base, although EX comes to get him every time Ren shows up.

But for the most part, EX leaves him alone.

The more time he has to think and observe, the more Etho is sure--EX may have mind-control powers, but using them isn’t easy. After trying to mind-control both him and Xisuma, EX had slept for nearly a day and a half.

Etho doesn’t sleep. He doesn’t want to reset his spawn point. His entire plan hinges on that. He doesn’t know if spending the couple of hours passed out counts, but if it does...then his entire plan will go wrong. But he refuses to think about that. He spends the time EX is asleep working on his own modifications to the build--things he hopes will undo all of EX’s work.

The fourth day--he thinks--he’s having a hard time keeping track of the days without his comm--EX comes and finds him.

“Today’s the day,” EX says. “Ren’s going to be helping with a community build on the other side of the island. We’re finishing this today.”

Etho rubs grit from his eyes and sighs.

“Can you make it work?” EX demands.

Etho nods. “Yeah. It’s gonna take some finaglin’, but I can do it.”

“Great. I’ll start tunneling upward to Ren’s treasure room.” EX points above them. “You follow behind and get all of this connected.”

Etho nods again and grabs a shulker chest, lugging it to the back of the tunnel. Thankfully his ankle doesn’t hurt nearly as much--he’s been able to sit and take a lot of weight off it while he’s been working--so hopefully that means he can run when the time is right. As EX climbs up into the tunnel, Etho taps the hidden pocket in his vest, making sure he still has the flint and steel he’d tucked away yesterday when EX had been gone.

The memory of flames licking over his skin nags at the back of his mind, but Etho shoves it away. If this is going to work, he can’t focus on those memories.

The sound of breaking rock fills the tunnel as he shoves hoppers into place, lays down redstone, connects it to switches. Before he’s fully ready, though, EX breaks through to the bottom of a chest. A few more swings, and they have an exit into Ren’s treasure room. Etho connects the last hopper, then scrambles out of the hole.

EX opens the lid of a chest. Shiny blue derp coins--they could almost be mistaken for diamonds--fill the chest. EX runs his fingers through them and chuckles. “Perfect.” He turns to Etho. “Let’s…”

From the open door, Etho hears a pop, like someone respawning. Then Ren’s voice. “Dang it!”

***

PART 1 (if you're finding this part on it's own)

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Etho VS Evil part 6

The deepslate tunnel isn’t damp, but the underground chill is seeping through Etho’s one sock-clad foot and creeping up his leg. The only light is an occasional torch--just enough to keep mobs from spawning--and the harsh glow of EX’s comm, which he’s scrolling through as they walk.

Etho feels the weight of his own comm in his pocket. At least EX didn’t bother looking through his pack to discover the comm wasn’t there.

They come to a pocket in the tunnel--a small room, filled once again with chests and crafting tables. Beyond, in the light of the torches, the tunnel continues, only this time it’s wider, one side filled with chests and hoppers. There’s another bed and another ladder leading up to another trapdoor, and he can see daylight filtering down through the slats in the trapdoor. The tunnel continues onward

EX stops and gestures. “This is where I let you take over.” He sits down on a workbench, still scrolling.

Etho--briefly--debates the wisdom of turning and running. Snap out of it. He hasn’t outright threatened ya yet...who knows what he’ll do if he thinks you’re gonna run for it. Play it calm. Be watchful.

He takes his time to look through the chests first, to get a feel for everything EX has gathered. While he’s doing so, he fashions himself a crutch out of odds and ends, then starts down the tunnel again, mentally taking measurements and comparing them to the schematics he’s holding. Despite his misgivings, he’s interested--it’s been a while since he’s done a huge build like this. It’s not terribly complicated, but excitement still bubbles in his chest, the same feeling he always gets when he’s planning a redstone build.

The tunnel does indeed look big enough to house the build EX’s schematics show, so Etho finishes his measurements and heads back to the main room. As he approaches, he hears voices--not from the room itself, but faint whisperings that sound like they’re coming from above. He steps out into the room and looks up towards the trapdoor. One of the voices is definitely EX’s, and he can’t quite make out the other.

Etho slips his hand into his pocket and pulls out his comm. He pauses. EX hasn’t been incredibly threatening…and Xisuma himself seems willing to give the guy a second chance. But at the same time, every time he looks at EX, EX seems to be avoiding looking him in the eye. And there’s just something…the way EX looks at him sometimes, sending a chill up Etho’s spine.

It almost—but not quite—triggers his fight or flight. Something that he’d like to think was very honed after Third Life.

It’s not something he’s really had a chance to sit and think over before now. Etho checks his comm. He’s been in EX’s company for…two hours. Snap. It hasn’t seemed that long.

Maybe Xisuma himself would have some good insight.

EthosLab: /msg @Xisuma can we talk about EX?

Xisuma: /msg @EthosLab sure where?

EthosLab: /msg @Xisuma Im at his base right now

The trapdoor above him opens. Etho shoves his comm back into his pocket and turns away, busying himself with opening chests and starting to take out the materials he needs. He pretends to be absorbed in his work, pretends not to hear EX’s steps coming down the ladder, pretends not to feel EX’s stare boring into his back.

“So. What do you think?” EX demands.

Etho makes himself jerk a little bit as if he’s startled. It doesn’t take much—EX’s voice coming from behind sends instant fear crawling over Etho’s spine. He straightens. “Heya! Where were ya?”

“Business,” EX says. “Do you think you can build it?”

“Absolutely,” Etho says. And he’s telling the truth. It’s an exciting challenge. He just wishes it wasn’t for EX, wasn’t for stealing from Ren, and that he wasn’t stuck here solely because he had a busted ankle and he couldn’t outrun EX.

EX just nods and walks away.

Etho watches him for a moment, then goes back to digging through the chest. Pretending he can’t feel EX watching him from across the room. *** PART 1 (in case you've found this post on it's own)