#oh also 2 b clear . usually when i think about shadubs. bdubs is [unclear but deeply intimate] to etho and lizzie is married to joel

[kozzax]

hi i’m curious you reblogged my post with “shadubs” and i’m super curious about a) what that ship is (lizzie x bdubs?) and b) your thoughts about it bc i love rarepairs!!! :0

-gr1an

Oh yeah it's. The thing about shadubs is. Waurrruugugghhh

Ok so shadubs IS lizzie x bdubs and actually if you want a lot of information about it I recommend asking @captainschaos --it's ver brainchild even though I technically was the one who was making the inciting joke.

Originally the joke that sil made was that bdubs and joel were destined metamours-- talking, at the time, about etho. I took this and went yeah so this implies that there's something going on between bdubs and lizzie which, yeah, that makes sense.

They garden together. They're sweet together and gentle and they bond over ribbing at Joel and riffing off of each other and. Their relationship is quiet and understated but it's so full of this profound mundane sort of love. Whether it's romantic or not isn't important, what's important is that they tend to the garden like clockwork and they sit together for tea parties and they gossip with each other.

Where like... ethubs is grand gestures of loyalty, right. Ethubs is tragic and doomed and grand and in love. Bdubs will wax poetic about etho at the drop of a hat, even if he'll later undercut it with a joke. Etho will create something incredible for Bdubs just to make him smile. They love each other in these big overarching bold ways.

To me, shadubs is nothing like that. If they didn't tell you they were in some kind of relationship, you probably wouldn't even notice. Shadubs is the little things. Lizzie picks up a new packet of seeds when she's at the store because those flowers would look lovely growing in Bdubs' cloak. Bdubs making two cups of coffee in the morning, one for him and one for Lizzie at just the right time for it to be warm when she joins him in the kitchen. Quietly and unobtrusively holding hands in the solace of their home.

And don't get me wrong-- they're both meangirls sometimes. They bitch about whatever's annoying them while they garden. Teatime is a time for gossip about their friends and other partners. Playing up their annoyances and yes anding each other is part of how they work. But at the core it's this soft tender quiet relationship that's just... so incredibly mundane in the best of ways.