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@iandoubt for literally everything ily baby girl <333

@iandoubt !!!

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i have decided that November is mutuals appreciation month

who should I draw first?

@flakbozzor or @iandoubt

please help me decide

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Heyeyey

I'm bored...I just did like 3hours of homework :(

can you draw me???

Love you <3

sure I’ll draw you! I too know the struggles and pains of homework, I sympathize.

It’s a good thing I know what your sona looks like cause I’ve got no clue how I would draw your pfp.

edit: I also forgot this very important drawing v

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for legal reasons this is a joke btw lol

On further results gem discovered this occurs whenever Lizzie Jimmy eefo or Iskall see him. He's just a little shonen protag.

for goodness sake tumblr yyyyy must u be weird to me. Um so. I hafta repost now uhhh sorry ppl that already saw this T-T

@iandoubt ty for the ask and compliments I hope ull take this sketch instead as I'm awful at analysing songs lol T-T I went more in detail in the first one but I've forgotten what I said like an idiot lol

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Gem and joel wildlife duo do you think they'll end up killing each other

Special thanks to @iandoubt for motivation ✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️✨️

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So I saw this post by @iandoubt and i just have to write a fic out of this.

It's slightly NSFW, because I also use this fic for practice, so please excuse the cheap writing I made ٩(ᐛ)و

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For Joel, the worst thing about being a red life isn't that he's on his last life and must go on a killing spree to get everyone to join the Legion of the Losers.

Nope. It's that he had to dye his hair, again.

The process of dyeing it is quite fast, but the effort to collect the ingredients are a pain. And yes, it's not necessary to change the color of your hair every time you lost a life, but it's a must if he wanted to instill fear upon those who sees him.

Also for style.

Mainly for style.

Anyway, after spending like a quarter of the session collecting poppies and turning them into red dye and carefully painted over the green streak on his hair, Joel finally finished. It took him like ten minutes max and an extra few minutes to let it dry. Being on the upper deck of the Relation Ship really helped the drying process.

He looked at himself and felt weird not seeing that green streak there.

While cleaning up, he looked at the hatch towards the lower deck, listening to the faint grunts from where the bedroom was. Etho is down there, dyeing his hair himself, and Joel quoted Etho: "I think I can do it myself, it's just like painting, right?"

It's not actually necessary for Etho to dye his hair, but they're partner, and if they wanted to be a functional partner in their last life, that Canadian man better get on with his style.

While waiting for him to finish, Joel decided to add extra details on the upper deck and the sails. He avoided going to the bedroom or lower deck to check on Etho, he wanted to be surprised by Etho's work (derogatory).

After some texturing and choosing better color gradient, something that took more time than collecting those poppies, Joel decided Etho might be needing his help.

He went to their bedroom, and the first thing that came to mind was "Did Etho just killed someone here?".

The bedroom was red. All red. The white sheet of their beds looked like someone just got murdered there, and Etho was sitting on it, entire body tainted with red dye except his white hair, looking defeated.

"I know you said it'll be just like painting, but I didn't expect you to paint everything except your hair!" Joel's mouth was gaping, trying to find a word to express his bewilderment. "How did you even do this? There's more dye on the ceiling than there are on your hair!"

Even with half of his face covered with mask, Joel could see just how embarrassingly red Etho's face was.

Joel took the dye away from Etho and pulled a chair from the corner. He gave Etho a sign to sit there. Without complaint, Etho obeyed, trying to hide his face away. Joel left the room for a moment and came back with a towel in hand.

He tossed the towel to Etho and moved next to him, preparing to dye his hair. "Clean yourself up, or do I need to do it myself as well?"

"You know, if you wanted to do it that badly, you just have to say it." From the way the side of his cheek raised slightly, Joel could tell Etho is making that snarky smirk.

His eye twitched and he grabbed Etho's hair like he's snatching wig. Etho screamed.

Joel decided he will just dye Etho's bangs. Maybe a bit more, as long as the white still the dominant feature of his hair. He had tried to imagine Etho with red hair and he hates it (not like he thinks about his partner that much, he's not that obsessed).

Five minutes later, Joel almost finished with dyeing one side of the bangs. It was relatively quick. However, it's a different story for Etho, who had to listen to his partner nagging nonstop in that five minutes.

"God, you're so pathetic. I mean, look at this!" Joel turned Etho's face and lifted some strands of hair to wipe a red stain. "If I left you alone any longer you'd be Hellboy by now."

"Joel, my ears are about to fall off if you keep nagging."

"Nagging is for losers. I'm not nagging, I'm scolding!" Joel moved to the other side and paint the white hair red. "You with your bloody dye and hair. If you can't scare the other with this, I'm ending our series."

Now, it's Etho's eye that twitched with annoyance, and he wanted to retaliate.

Etho grabbed the hair that's just dyed, feeling the dye still fresh and wet on his skin, and aimed it at Joel's face. Instinctively, Joel tried to dodge, but it was too late. The finger with the wet dye, originally aimed at his cheek, brushed upon his lips instead, giving Joel a rosy red lips.

Etho exploded into laughter. "Nice to see you there, pretty lady." Etho spoke between his laughter.

Heat crept up on his face that Joel thought he'd combust. Etho was laughing harder when Joel's face went red as a tomato, he nearly fell off the chair.

Joel clenched the dye in his hand and was more than tempted to just pour the whole thing onto Etho's head. But he thought, where's the fun in a quick revenge?

And so, Joel decided to make his revenge as slow and as painful as he could.

Joel moved in front of Etho, and without a single word, he sat on his laps.

The sudden weight on his laps instantly made Etho stopped laughing. His eyes were set and locked on the man in front of him. The man on his laps. But the weight wasn't the thing that got his attention.

Their waists were practically touching. Separated by the fabric of their pants, their tools are pressing one another.

The silent didn't go unnoticed by Joel. Seeing that he had won the first step of his petty revenge, he decided to step it up. "Nice to see you too, handsome man. This pretty lady needs to sit down for a while, you don't mind, right?" He smirked, both to tease him and to declare victory.

If Etho's brain was audible, Joel would hear a lot of sirens and stuff crash and burn. And when Joel moved himself to get a better position, there would be an explosion sound.

Joel returned to dyeing the hair red, as slowly as he could. Each stroke of the brush took at least a minute, and each stroke of it sent Etho's mind further into the blank mindscape.

Once in a while after turning the white strands red, Joel would purposefully moved himself. Feeling the soft brush of their pants that got Etho to moan silently while trying to not looking too flustered, it was a sight to be seen.

He would like to do this all day. Teasing his partner into oblivion, filling that head with nothing but the friction of their pants and the soft sound of his breath mixing with the pleasure moan that Etho himself made.

He would love to do this all day, but the circumstances won't allow them. Sooner or later, they will have to return to the game, be it willingly or have someone hunt them down.

With one last stroke and one last movement that pulled the longest moan Etho made, Joel got himself up from his partner.

"Alright, we're done. Let's get going." Joel turned himself away faster than he should've. Despite being the one deciding to move away and getting his revenge, he found himself already missing the pressure between his legs.

"Joel." There was a long silence before Etho called his name. Joel turned around to see Etho already standing behind him. Even though Etho was only slightly taller than him, Joel couldn't help but feel a bigger pressure being this close with him.

"What?" Joel finally spoke, his voice was squeaky beyond his control.

It was clear as day of the desire within Etho's eyes, as well as the lies he's gonna say. It was disappointing to know he would not be able to hear it, but something tells him he would not hear it now.

Etho pulled out a flint and steel, and those eyes smiled softly at him. "The ship burns, everything burns?"

Joel took the flint and steel with a smile that matched his partner. 'The ship burns, everything burns."

[deityoftherain]

fanart based on my fanfics

Hello! I'm @deityoftherain on Tumblr and AO3, and I have been BLESSED WITH FANART BASED OFF OF MY FICS AHHHHHHH

Anyway, I wanted to have a location with them all listed so I could 1) show them off easier yes I look at them often and show them off to other people like a proud parent and 2) add it to my account's pinned post so here this is :D

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Fanfic: from different words (Codfather Jimmy meets LIML!Scott) @tenoart on Tumblr: https://www.tumblr.com/tenoart/748837332672757760/hello-teno-you-said-for-mutuals-to-give-you

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@iandoubt

You and me

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iandoubt is the craziest person/posss ive met here and im really glad for it lol. like his arttttttttt ksjdkfqjewk its so impossibly cool. and the designs especially!!! genuinely like how do u post smmm and its always all bangers too???

ure so cool lol, n im really really very glad we're mutuals!! ^^

@iandoubt !!!

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@iandoubt I love seeing your art on my dash ..... genuinely gorgeous

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Dropping a collab I did with the amazing incredible awesome cool sweet adorable @iandoubt !!!!!!

This was literally so much fun I would do it again in a heartbeat ily ian mwah mwah. Marry me.

Taking this time to promote ian: go follow now or we can't be friends. Amazing art, funny, generally cool....literally me reincarnated go follow now and look at the AWESOME HECKING ART !!!

Anyways we decided on Hotguy and Cuteguy because blorbos. Guess who drew who 👀👀👀???a hint that is totally not noticeable: we both signed our names

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Art Thing For The Trafficblr Community

Reblog This w Your Snail-Sona (Inspired By WildLife ep3s), You Can Draw Other Peoples Snails, And They Can Draw Yours!

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Let The Chaos Begin

[deityoftherain]

red life hair dye - Smalletho DL Fanfic

Rating: Teen

Relationship: M/M

Archive Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply

Status: Completed Oneshot

Word Count: 1,261

Summary: Joel broke his legs after failing a bucket clutch during an improved game of fishing rod chain, killing both himself and Etho through their soul bound. Etho respawns with Joel in The Relation Ship, only to wake up to Joel trying to redye his hair red as quickly as he can before they go to retrieve their precious, dropped items.

This fic was inspired by @iandoubt https://www.tumblr.com/iandoubt/761789153673347072/when-the-boat-boys-turned-red-joel-probably-dyed

Full fanfic underneath the cut! Please reblog, leave kudos on the AO3 fic slash notes/likes here on Tumblr, comment either place, and etc if you enjoy the story :D

They were being stupid, Etho knew this. Joining the fishing rod chain was impulsive, silly, and foolish. Considering their limited, shared lives, it was even more dangerous! Still, Etho and his soulmate, Joel, participated in the chaos, and it was so. much. fun!

It was way less fun to feel the phantom break of his legs before being pulled to his bed back at The Relation Ship for a respawn. Etho blinked rapidly as he came to, urging his vision to focus on the wooden ceiling and his ears to stop ringing. He sat up as he gained back his senses, met with Joel muttering to himself and rummaging around in various chests.

“What are you doing?” Etho inquired, stretching his limbs and massaging his legs to get the blood flow back to them. “We need to go get our things before they despawn.” “Our things can wait a moment,” Joel responded curtly, but Etho didn’t detect frustration with him, so he didn’t take it personally. “Someone will pick it up, and they will put it all in a chest if they know what’s good for them.” Etho caught a murderous gleam in Joel’s bloodlust-heavy eyes as his voice lowered an octave. “They’ll regret crossing me if they don’t.”

“Crossing us,” Etho corrected, tone level, and Joel shot him a pleased, almost warm grin before going back to what he was doing.

Etho didn’t want to admit how Joel could so easily encourage the butterflies in his stomach to flap their wings feverishly and cause his heart to beat a little faster. It was times like this where he was grateful he wore a mask.

Joel retrieved some red flowers– tulips, Etho guessed, or maybe roses, but he wasn’t a flower expert– and a bowl from their chests, promptly plucking the flowers of their petals. He took those petals and grinded them against the bowl’s edges, turning the flowers into dye.

Etho pulled out his communicator– the only thing that didn’t drop when they died– as Joel took the hair dye and expertly went over the yellow streak with red, checking to see if there were any reactions to their death in the chat. More honestly, he was just waiting on his soulmate, not wanting to go back there defenseless and without him.

Joel’s voice sliced its way into Etho’s thoughts after what was otherwise silence between them. “You should let me dye some of your hair too, Etho.”

Breath caught in his throat at how Joel pronounced his name, and it took everything he had in him to stay composed and nod his answer. When did something so simple like “Eefo” coming from his soulmate’s lips affect him like this? Like if Joel was whispering sweet nothings?  Like Joel was exploring his body with his hands as they made out– Okay, stopping that train of thought.

Etho knew he was one of the Reds now, but he didn’t remember that being Red enhanced his feelings this much! Especially non-murderous feelings such as this! Augh, he felt like a delusional schoolboy who just brushed hands with his crush.

It was probably just the side effects of being soulbound to Joel. Etho poorly tried to convince himself. Nothing more. Probably. Maybe.

Joel mindlessly mixed around the dye as he approached Etho from behind. He stood taller than Etho was now, but that was only because Etho still sat on the bed he respawned in. Joel hummed to himself in consideration before asking him, “Do you only want a streak– like me, we could match– or the whole head? Or something else?” “Uh,” Etho responded dumbly as he imagined himself in the mirror, visualizing what he looked like in his head without actually seeing himself. Etho gently tugged on what he had been told are called “curtain bangs”, but he didn’t actually know the terminology with any certainty. “Maybe my bangs?” “Good choice, Etho,” Joel approved, and Etho warmed at the minimal praise. 

Joel didn’t waste any more time, grabbing a fistful of Etho’s hair with his left hand. He tilted Etho’s head back before using his right hand to apply the red dye to Etho’s bangs.

Etho sucked in his lips, glancing back at his soulmate and hoping Joel couldn’t hear how worked up he effortlessly made him. He was sure that, if Joel knew, he would never hear the end of it. It would be a long rest-of-this-life if Joel discovered his feelings and didn’t reciprocate. All Etho had to do was focus on the game, and maybe he’ll make it out with his dignity intact.

“And,” Joel drew out the word “and” before announcing, “done! Look at that! Now we match.” “And we found true love,” Etho referenced something Joel had said early on in their soulmate-ship. He spun around on his ass to face Joel properly, giving him a smile he hoped reached his eyes enough to be clear.

Joel snorted at the comment as he set the hair dye stuff aside, flicking a bit of Etho’s hair. “A’course we did! You wouldn’t be my soulmate if you weren’t as blummin’ amazing as me.” Etho hadn’t meant to speak, let alone sound so vulnerable, but he questioned, “You think I’m amazing?” Something about Joel softened in a way he didn’t often display, at least not with others, not when there was a game to win. 

“Of course I do,” Joel murmured, reaching out to practically cup Etho’s face. The tips of his fingers fiddled with the straps of Etho’s mask. Etho could feel Joel’s warm breath on his face. “You’re rather impressive, Etho. Incredible, even. Why else would I wear your face on my chest?” Both of them simultaneously glanced over to the silly T-shirt Joel made of Etho’s face that hung off one of the posts of Joel’s bed. It had gotten dirty the other day, and Joel had yet to clean it, so he put it in a noticeable spot so he would remember. As if in sync, both burst out into a fit of giggles.

Joel slumped forward, resting his forehead against Etho’s shoulder. “It’s going to take forever to run back to the pre-pool party, especially since we have to be extra careful around mobs without sufficient armor or weapons.”

“It’s a chance we’ll have to take, I suppose.” Etho murmured in response, but he didn’t dare move. He knew they were starting to take too long here, and that the others wouldn’t wait around with their things forever, but Etho couldn’t find it in himself to move away from Joel’s touch.

Just as Etho grew used to the pressure of Joel’s forehead against his shoulder, Joel turned his head. Joel’s soft lips brushed against Etho’s neck, causing a chill to run down Etho’s spine. 

Etho still didn’t move, nor did he try to push Joel away. Joel pressed a kiss or several against Etho’s neck, practically nipping him with his teeth, but that's where it stopped. Joel didn’t give him anymore, despite how desperately Etho ached for it.

“Race you there,” Joel declared, pulling away from Etho one moment, and the other moment he was halfway off their boat.

Etho sat there for a skip of his heart, stunned. He reached a hand to the spot on his neck Joel touched, his cheeks beet red. They would have to address that later, once the session was called to a break, but, for now, Joel had the right idea. They had to get their stuff, and maybe snag a kill while they were at it.

[deityoftherain]

you wrote a fic of my smalletho art! And it’s so good!!!!! Absolutely love it!!! Thank you!!!

I did! Ahhhh I'm so glad you love it! Thank you for making beautiful art!! <333

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ahhhh thank you so much I love ur art tooo it’s so good!!!!!!!! I love your blue shading and everyone you draw has these little faces that are just ahhhh /vpos!! you were actually the first person to follow me who I didn’t know irl, so you’ve been here since the beginning, so thank you so much for sticking around !!!! This ask actually makes my day, and btw I’m super happy you got your blog back!!! Just ahhh thank you so much!!!