SmallEtho Week 2
SmallEtho Week 2. If you finished "late", you are more than welcome to post!
(Open, Unmoderated)
Random works
-
Maybe You Like Danger by BlocksRuinedMe
Fandoms: Double Life SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
23 Dec 2023
Tags
Summary
You and Etho are Red, you are how you get, and Etho is still here.
How much danger are you willing to risk for something more?
Series
- Part 2 of Can I tell you the good news of SmallEtho? I have this pamphlet...
- Part 3 of ~Canon Traffic Life
- Part 2 of SmallEtho Week II:Electric Boogaloo
- Part 4 of 3 digit wc: Vee's Short Fics
-
Tags
Summary
“Hello, mister... uh…" Joel tried, promptly realizing he did not know pretty-guy’s name. He shook Bdubs without looking away from him.
"Etho," helpfully said the kid.
"Etho!" said Joel. "Etho, we need your eggs."Or: Joel babysits Bdubs. It goes as well as one might expect.
Series
- Part 21 of Smalletho fics
-
Tags
Summary
Etho had no reason to be at the mansion. He was supposed to be back at the tower, at TIES, helping his teammates prepare for whatever the rest of the game had in store for them. The timer on his wrist continued to tick down relentlessly. He had no time to waste.
So why was he standing around, staring up at the mansion, just letting seconds tick away?
Joel. Of course it was Joel. There hadn’t been a second where Etho didn’t think about him lately. After Double Life? It was a lost cause. One couldn’t just have their very soul connected to someone else and be expected to walk away from it unscathed. No, Etho had been thoroughly hooked by his soulmate and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Series
- Part 2 of Smalletho Week 2
-
Tags
Summary
The day Etho falls from Heaven, his wings itch, his path through the sky dips, and nothing goes wrong at all.
...From the moment he'd woken upon the mortal plane, Etho knew that he'd entered a world where trust is a thing of stories. As he's forced to throw his lot in with the agent of chaos that is Joel, the line between mortal and immortal, friend and foe, truth and lie, quickly becomes as impossible to decipher as the man himself.
Series
- Part 3 of Birb's Deep Dive into Smalletho
-
Tags
Summary
A poem for the prompt Blood/Touch for Smalletho Week day 7!
Series
- Part 7 of L's Smalletho Week (Dec. 2023)
Random bookmarks
-
Tags
Summary
Joel did not control him like evokers could. They were bound together, equals. He didn’t quite know how to feel about it at first. Having equal say in something like that was a foreign concept to him — it was why he never tried relationships, and why he avoided evokers as much as he physically could so he wouldn’t fall into that trance once again. But Joel showed him how to be a soulmate, and not a puppet. It was … refreshing.
They based atop a hill. A pillager outpost loomed over their spot, and both of them had stared at it a moment longer than necessary the first time they came across it. When Joel had walked up to it, flimsy iron axe in hand and chin held high at the challenge of fighting pillagers so early in the game, Etho’s heart skipped a beat.
He knew what Joel was. And it made the wicked grin underneath his mask grow a little wider.
Or, vex Etho figures out Joel’s secret, that being his vindicator origin
Series
- Part 3 of Smalletho Week 2
-
I Don't Feel Your Pain, and It Worries Me by AstronautBeans
Fandoms: Hermitcraft SMP, 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series
17 Dec 2023
Tags
Summary
Logically, Etho knew Joel would get hurt. Decked Out never left one unscathed. You’d die one way or the other, and inexperienced players were bound to get bitten, hit, stabbed or blasted even with the help of the Hermits.
Logically, he should not have been as upset seeing Joel walk out of the dungeon with significantly more bruises than when he’d gone in.
Series
- Part 1 of Smalletho Week 2
-
Tags
Summary
Etho had no reason to be at the mansion. He was supposed to be back at the tower, at TIES, helping his teammates prepare for whatever the rest of the game had in store for them. The timer on his wrist continued to tick down relentlessly. He had no time to waste.
So why was he standing around, staring up at the mansion, just letting seconds tick away?
Joel. Of course it was Joel. There hadn’t been a second where Etho didn’t think about him lately. After Double Life? It was a lost cause. One couldn’t just have their very soul connected to someone else and be expected to walk away from it unscathed. No, Etho had been thoroughly hooked by his soulmate and there was absolutely nothing he could do about it.
Series
- Part 2 of Smalletho Week 2
-
Tags
Summary
The streets were quiet, and luckily the sun was nowhere near setting. Night meant mutants and other monsters, so he could go wherever he so pleased for a few hours yet. And when his eyes fell on the broken sign of a mall, a grin fell over his face and a laugh filtered through the mask over his mouth and nose.
He didn’t bother to check the place for any dangerous mutants — he didn’t consider himself a tryhard at staying alive like everyone else, death would take him whenever it wanted. Instead he casually found himself the control room. It only took some fiddling to get the lights and speaker systems on.
He unplugged his headphones and connected the iPod to the speakers. He couldn’t stop himself from sighing and relaxing as the speakers crackled to life. Instantly, some song by Frank Sinatra played.
Series
- Part 4 of Smalletho Week 2
-
Tags
Summary
Joel knew what weeping angels were, of course he did. But spending a private moment with Etho made him forget the dangers that came with such beings. It made them both forget, and he finds himself in 3rd Life before his brain can catch up.
Series
- Part 5 of Smalletho Week 2