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isjasz · 8 months
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[Day 73]
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Manifesting returning and new members in life series season 5 starts NOW🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️🕯️
+ a bonus for my replies on twt (I WANTED TO DRAW ANOTHER BATCH BUT NO TIME KSJDAWIJDKL)
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solarockk · 2 months
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13 year old tea
designs // first meeting
shiny duo pokemon au "Pokémon’s Shiny Jewels Sun&Moonstone" by @wyvernspirit and I
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infizero-draws · 6 months
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YAYYYYYY. jizzie 4ever <3
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rhapsoddity · 1 year
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As much as Hot Guy dislikes using his vex powers, 
this is definitely the right time to use them, to challenge the hypnosis with a much stronger power
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minecraftbookshelf · 9 months
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For the succession thing I would love to hear about The Ocean Empire and since i assume it’s also probably linked somehow - How Joel became King and also a Consort.
(You can’t just drop the whole “prisoner of war” line and the harem thing without explaining! I need to know what chaos these two got up to and why that came up!)
Please know that I immediately converted into a cackling cartoon villain when I saw this ask XD
So.
The Ocean Empire had a royal family, actually. Very standard bloodline succession model. Then, everything changed when the fire nation salmon army attacked.
At that point, the Ocean Empire was both entirely underwater, and a good bit further out from the mainland, they didn't really interact with the Dryland kingdoms, and hadn't in a very long time (about the same amount of time Pixlriffs has been King of Pixandria, though I'm sure that's just a coincidence and had absolutely nothing to do with the greater geopolitical events happening around that time.)
When the attack happened, a significant portion of the Oceanic ruling class was killed pretty much immediately, including the entirety of the royal family, and many of their extended relatives. But that did not leave the Oceanic throne empty (metaphorically, it was destroyed in the attack) because a bit earlier, one of the god-eggs had hatched.
Rewinding a bit; the Ocean Empire had, in their temple of the Sea God (who's name and nature were lost but who they knew they had once had) were the god-roe. a dozen or so eggs, each containing...a being. Their exact nature was unknown, whether they were demi-gods, or incarnations of the original sea gods who ruled under The Sea God and were his children, or new gods altogether, no one knew. What was known was that they were a last gift from a god who could no longer be there to protect their people. And in times of great strife and upheaval, one of them would hatch and would lead the Seafolk through the time of adversity, until all was well and they were no longer needed.
And then they would leave, vanishing into the depths and wilds of the ocean from whence they presumably came, and would be remembered by their title. (The last god egg to hatch had been several hundred years prior, The Golden Shark)
The Blue Axolotl had hatched and grown into an appearance of the equivalent of a human in their mid-teens, just in time for the fall of the Empire. And so she was placed on the throne.
(And then there were many adventures and encounters and the Empire was rebuilt and then...)
Not only did the Blue Axolotl not leave, not feeling the call as her predecessors had, the knowledge that her time was done...
another of the eggs hatched. (The only one of the eggs to have survived, though it was damaged in, the salmon attack)
(And everyone got very concerned very quickly.)
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Joel and Lizzie's initial marriage was part of the "adventures and encounters and rebuilding" phase. the tldr; of that is that the Ocean went to war with Mezalea, Mezalea did not win, and so the treaties and negotiations after were heavily slanted in the customs and to the advantage of the Ocean Empire, and so Joel kind of got married off as equal parts war prize and trade agreement.
Obviously this ultimately worked out for them but it was a bit awkward at first. They did get to have a very sweet, very epic romance and basically Joel got promoted from "first member of harem, and probably a low-ranking one at that" to "official consort of the queen". They had a very lovely ceremony for that that was basically a coronation (and when he got his trident) and when they refer to their wedding this is usually what they are talking about.
Harems were, while not a requirement of Oceanic royalty, customary. It got brought up to Lizzie a lot in the first century or so of her marriage to Joel, before everyone got the hint.
Most people (on the Oceanic side) expect that Jimmy will eventually have one, even if he has moved out into the Cod Swamp. (Jimmy does not realize this at all)
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AU Masterpost
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oleander-neruim · 1 year
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The gays of Empires have a chokehold on me.
Based on the song "Google Translate / poppies" by Leanna Firestone, more specifically this video cos I did realize it was a proper song lmao
But yeah, they're soft and i love them and they're dorks and dumb <3
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glissyglue · 6 months
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Reminder that Joel and Lizzie both voice act in this really cool animation uploaded on Lizzie channel
Joel plays the main character with green hair who accidentally gets a job as a magical cat caretaker and Lizzie plays a cat with a heart on their stomach named luv cat
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cleocatrablossy · 1 year
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What if Bad Boys… but American Idiot??
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I wrote a smalletho oneshot! :DD
Rating: Mature Archive Warning: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Category: M/M Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series Relationship: EthosLab/Joel | SmallishBeans Characters: EthosLab (Video Blogging RPF)Joel | SmallishBeansBackground & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: Kissing, Making Out, Red Lives (3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series), Blood and Violence, but not in like a murder way?, Extended Metaphors, Implied Sexual Content, im… not sure how to tag this, Romantic Soulmates, bc yk double life
I am... not very good at writing kissing but we ball!
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hermitfic-ao3 · 4 months
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recs:
You Could've Applied Online (archiveofourown.org/works/47834815) - a brilliant work (and series), everyone should read it, it's that good
The New ConVex (archiveofourown.org/works/24511930) - a fun take on the convex and S7
the last days of the free angel of carrows (archiveofourown.org/works/41524917) - a really really good urban fantasy au
You Could’ve Applied Online by Anonymous
Rating: M
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Pairings: Etho/Bdoubleo100 (Kind of…), SolidarityGaming/TangoTek, Smallishbeans/LDShadowLady
Summary:
“Twelve hours? Where do you work that makes you work twelve hours straight?” Bdubs asked incredulously. “Wait no. No we can’t pick this up! We’re talking about murder here!”
“Yeah, and now I'm gonna have to find a new roommate because of this. You owe me. Maybe tomorrow won't work. Let's schedule it out for…next week?”
Bdubs stuttered over his words, hand holding the knife tensing around the handle as he looked around the room. Was he being pranked? Did Scar do this? He couldn’t think of another conversation that had confused him more than this. Etho’s eyes crinkled around the edges, mouth subtly changing into what Bdubs imagined was a smile as he felt irritation creep into his mind. “You’re joking right now.”
Another shift under the mask. He was definitely smiling now. “How’d you guess?”
Or: Bdubs kills someone (on purpose), makes people angry (NOT on purpose), and somehow gets a boyfriend in the process. Or was he a bodyguard? Bdubs doesn't really know himself.
Oh, and Etho just wants to pay his rent on time. Preferably without another dead roommate.
mod note: this fic is so delightful. i am absolutely OBSESSED with this fic. it’s a modern with magic AU/hitman au/alien AU it’s genuinely so so so good!
-mod nox 🌙
The New ConVex by LeopardMask
Rating: G
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Summary:
The Vex sighed. Their old subjects had abandoned the cause, in this new world. Granted, they had essentially let the subjects go, with no new goals assigned, but now the Vex were bored. They wanted someone to play with.
Of course... there were 20-odd other people in this world. It could be time for some... recruitment.
the last days of the free angel carrows by Bee_4
Rating: T
Warnings: Graphic Depictions of Violence
Summary:The Atsign Agency: run by Joe Hills and the zombie Cleo, they're here to solve all of your supernatural problems, hauntings, magical accidents, and also just about any contracting work or errands you need if you're willing to have it done cheaply by two unqualified odd jobbers struggling to make rent. After over a decade together in the city of Carrows, the two of them frequently see things and deal with things that are probably a bit too ridiculous to name, and have the experience to handle it, if not particularly frequently the money.
When the mysterious (and clearly very rich) Pearl Moon walks into their agency, offering them a massive payment for a simple job, what are they to do but accept?
Yeah, they may be about to regret that one. This job is going to be anything but simple, and the entire City of Angels may be at stake. Careful, Atsign Agency: the past is watching.
mod note: only tagging the main characters/pairings for the first and the last fic, the middle one has a lot of cameos of different hermits and i don’t want to clog the tags :)
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the-blaze-empress · 4 months
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Brewing Storms
Chapters: 1/1 Fandoms: Empires SMP, Witchcraft SMP Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Minor or Background Relationship(s) Characters: Shelby Grace | Shubble, Joel | SmallishBeans, Background & Cameo Characters Additional Tags: Post-Canon, Pre-canon, yes its both of those things at once, Witch Shelby Grace | Shubble, Deity Joel | SmallishBeans, Shelby Grace | Shubble Needs a Hug, Shelby Grace | Shubble-centric, Shelby Grace | Shubble is Trying Her Best, (it is not good enough), The Evermoor (Empires SMP), Canon Compliant Summary:
Shelby’s part of the fog now, she knows that. Everyone told her she wasn’t, she was just normal Shelby, back to normal, her hair had just changed colour and that was all.
But that was before anyone looked any closer. That was before the fog started to respond to Shelby like it never had before. That was before her magic started to seep through her very skin.
So much study—well, so much schooling—and no one had ever told her magic could leak out of a person.
She became the fog. Shelby’s long past accepting that, she embraces it now. After all, she is the King of the Fog. Hard to be a king of something you’re not.
--- Or, Fog-witch Shelby may have got a little more than she bargained for
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Happy holidays @needlebeetles! Tumblr why won't you tag them. Tumblr please. Tumblr why are you like this i swear to fucking god. ANYWAYS! This fic was made as part of the @mcytblrholidayexchange and despite me finishing it actually on time (a first for me) tumblr is having Other Ideas and does NOT want to let me post this. headinhands i am trying my best and like one shelby shubble it is NOT good enough.
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aquaquadrant · 1 year
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Hii i just read from edan II, could you please go through and say who's who? Im a little confused, mostly with Z and claw
yeahhh i totally get that, because claw and z aren’t actually helsmits! i decided to be a little self-indulgent and include hels of my and @lunarcrown’s minecraft ocs, coil and zane! they started out as just double life sonas but i couldn’t resist giving them a cameo by making hels for them. i’ll list everyone who popped up in the last oneshot here for reference.
Bravo - overworld Tango (cuz tango is from hels, ofc)
iHelvin - hels iJevin
Timmy AKA “Not-Jimmy” AKA AnimosityGaming - hels Jimmy AKA SolidarityGaming (SHEESH the names on this fella…)
Largishlegumes - hels Smallishbeans (and my favorite hels name ever LMFAO), he also goes by Jones
Rendthewolf - hels Renthedog
bXMiner - hels xBCrafted
Papa Al - hels Keralis (cuz keralis goes by papa k sometimes), his full name is Alisker
OpalescentMoth - hels PearlescentMoon
BadTimesWithScar - hels GoodTimeWithScar (i know in canon it’s the name of scar’s camera account but i borrowed it here)
Claw - hels Coil (my oc)
Z - hels Zane (mel’s oc)
these aren’t all the hels players i have concepts for, or even all of the ones i alluded to in the oneshot. we might get to see more of them in the future, even if just in passing 👀
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incorrectdoublelife · 3 years
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Fwhip: Joel, what's your blood type?
Joel: I don't know! Who do you think I am? Karl Landsteiner, discoverer of blood groups?
Fwhip: …You don't know your own blood type, but you know who discovered them?!
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prismartist · 2 years
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Chapters: 1/?
Fandom: Minecraft (Video Game), 3rd Life SMP, and 3rdLifeSMP - Fandom
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Jimmy | Solidarity & Scott | Smajor1995 | Dangthatsalongname, Martyn Littlewood & Rendog
Characters: Scott | Smajor1995 | Dangthatsalongname, Jimmy | Solidarity, ZombieCleo, Grian, GoodTimesWithScar, BdoubleO100, Rendog, Martyn Littlewood, bigbst4tz2, Joel | SmallishBeans, Skizzleman, TangoTek, Ethoslab, Empires SMP cameos, Hermitcraft Ensemble cameos
Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Fantasy, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Laputa Castle In The Sky AU, Inspired by Studio Ghibli, Developing Friendships, Ambiguous Relationships, Morally Ambiguous Character, Sindarin, yes you read that right. there's a bit of elvish in here. because i'm extra like that., Worldbuilding, references to Empires SMP, Fluff and Hurt/Comfort, Attempt at Humor, gen - Freeform, Other - Freeform, No Archive Warnings Apply - Freeform, No Romantic Relationship(s) - Freeform, Minor or Background Relationship(s) - Freeform, Found Family, Family Dynamics
Summary: A boy from the sky meets a new friend.
A/N: here it is!!! after a few months of working on this, i've started to put out my passion project, my first multichap fic in like two years. i'm actually really excited for this jjshfd. updates will probably not be consistent as i'm still working on chapters, and i've got several other wips to attend to, but i'll try my best to post frequently. enjoy!!! :]
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bananasofthorns · 3 years
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Rating: Teen & Up Relationship(s): none, minor or background relationships Characters: Scott Smajor, Jacksucksatlife (mentioned), Joel Smallishbeans, Lizzie LDShadowlady, Background & Cameo Characters Additional tags:  Church of Jeremy | Jeremyism on X Life SMP, X Life SMP, Canon Compliant, Minor Character Death, i mean everyone dies but it's not Really mentioned, Wakes & Funerals, Canonical Character Death, very slight canon divergence Word count: 1125 words
Silently, unseen by the others, Lizzie slips from her seat and pads across the carpet to the door. Scott watches her flick the lever, pull it from the wall, and tuck it into her inventory before he continues, all softness slipping away as his lips sharpen into a smirk.
“But there is another reason that I gathered you all here today. As we take in the remembrance of Jack, the one thing he loved the most was death and destruction.”
The others start to mutter, wariness growing as they glance at the lava columns in the walls. Scott speaks over them; there’s nothing they can do now even if they try.
“It was death and destruction, yes,” he nods. “And...since I took over Jeremyism, I kind of was met with a little bit of hostility from certain members.”
I am about six months late to the X Life party but I recently rewatched Scott’s red funeral video and couldn’t get it out of my head until I wrote it, so! here we are
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minecraftbookshelf · 1 year
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Adventures in Grian-Napping
Yakety Sax plays overhead.
Limited Life Session 3 Urban Fantasy AU not-quite-crack but definitely not serious either
Thanks to @crabbbage and @possiblyawesometmblr for the inspiration!
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On AO3
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"Grian's in a coma!"
Scott almost dropped his coffee when Martyn came flying through the front door, grinning like a madman.
"You know when Pearl moved out," he started, carefully re-balancing his armload of coffee and paperwork. "She left her key. Because she doesn't live here anymore. Because she has somewhere else to live. Just something to consider."
Martyn just looked at him like he was stupid. "Pearl doesn't use the front door, she comes in the window. You complain about it every time." He reached for the coffee pot on the bar and Scott batted his hands away.
"It's rude." He said defensively, taking a sip of his coffee to avoid having to answer any further. Martyn didn't say anything, just watched.
"You also have somewhere else to live. Somewhere you lived before, even."
Martyn tried for the coffee pot again.
Scott dropped his bag to grab it first. "Oh my GOD! Would you stop that‽ I made it, you should know better."
Martyn slunk back a step with an overly dramatic sulk. "You let Cleo eat your food."
"Cleo is undead and therefore immune to faerie food." Scott dumped the contents of the pot down the sink. "You, however, are not. You'd think twice would be enough."
"What can I say, I'm a glutton for punishment." Martyn hopped back towards him. "Anyway, that's not what I'm here for. Grian is in a coma."
Scott left the coffee pot in the sink and gathered back up his work things before making another try for the front door. "That's so sad, I'll send a card to the hospital."
"Oh no no no," Martyn shook his head. "Not that kind of coma, he's not in the hospital. He's on Joel and Timmy's sofa." He clearly thought this meant something, looking at Scott expectantly.
Scott just rolled his eyes up at the ceiling. "When will my husband return from the war and take you back off my hands?" He paused. "And by husband I mean Ren and by war I mean his communing with the moon and the wilderness werewolf thing."
"It's a two month retreat," Martyn said immediately. "He'll be gone for three more weeks."
A deep sigh and he looked back down. "Alright, I'll bite. What is going on with Grian and why do we care?"
"Wow, that's cold. Grian is in a coma because, according to Timmy," and Martyn made the most dramatic air quotes Scott had seen in awhile. "Grian said 'Oops, just a second, the gods are trying to take me back.' And then flopped over into his breakfast."
Scott mentally filed that away in his What the Actual Fuck is Up With Grian folder. "Okay, so again, why do we care?"
"We should steal him."
Scott should have kept the rest of the coffee, risk to Martyn be damned.
"We need to hurry though, Cleo, Scar, and Bdubs are already trying for it."
Of course they are.
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It took them nearly half an hour to get to Joel and Jimmy's place because Martyn couldn't fly and Scott refused to carry him. No matter how many times he almost got run over jaywalking. Pearl was perched in the window by the door when they got there, her wings twitching behind her occasionally to balance. Scott stopped at the threshold and exchanged a look with her that only felt a little bit awkward. (They were doing better, even if they weren't quite back to the level of friendship they'd had before the soulmates debacle.)
"What's happened so far?"
Pearl grinned. "Scar has been baby-talking him, Cleo is hovering ominously, and-"
"STOP TRYING TO TAKE OUR GRIAN!"
"-And Joel is working himself towards an aneurysm."
Scott peeked through the door that Martyn so thoughtfully left open. He couldn't quite see into the living room from there but he could see Bdubs standing in the hallway and Jimmy fluttering back and forth, wings fluffed up indignantly while he argued with someone out of sight.
Oh, he might just be distracted enough that...
"Hey, Jimmy? May I come in?"
Pearl stifled a giggle next to him, her antenna bobbing in front of her face.
"Huh, yeah? Wait, no-"
Too late.
Scott strolled across the threshold, hands shoved in his pockets and smirk firmly pasted on. Jimmy threw his hands up in the air and stomped away, further into the sitting room.
"He never learns."
"He let me and Scar in too," Bdubs confirmed as he walked up beside him, eyes twinkling with mischief. "Though I don't think he'd realized that was a bad idea yet."
Scott just hummed in amusement. Invitations at this house were good one-time only, courtesy of Lizzie and the copious amounts of wards she'd thrown at the house first when Joel and then later Jimmy moved in. And if he focused hard enough, Joel would be able to throw them out, invited or no. They'd just have to make sure he was too distracted then. 
Though Cleo and Scar and Martyn seemed to have that well in hand, circling like vampires at a seedy nightclub. Joel was standing in front of the sofa, his hands on his hips, staring Cleo down, which looked pretty comical from the height difference alone. Scar and Martyn were flanking, trying their best to get at Grian (wrapped in a blanket, sitting on the sofa, staring blankly into space) while Joel body-blocked them without breaking eye contact with Cleo, who looked more amused than anything else. Jimmy was hovering anxiously in the back.
"Awwwww, who's a widdle Gwian," Scar was cooing, practically radiating mildly malicious delight. "Lookit the widdle Gwian!" 
"Stop that!" Joel blindly flailed a hand in Scar's direction and managed to smack him across the face, more out of luck than intention. Scar wheeled backwards a bit but wasn't deterred for long, rolling right back up to the sofa, turning his chair so that it was partially shielding him.
"Does the widdle Gwian want to go for walkies?"
"NO!" That actually got Joel to look away from Cleo, clear alarm on his face. "NO HE DOES NOT!"
"Are you so sure," Martyn inched closer. "It's got to be a bit dull, just staring at the wall like that. What kind of friends would we be if we left him to suffer boredom while he does..." he waved a hand vaguely in the air. "whatever he's doing."
Jimmy's wings fluffed up further. Pearl appeared in the living room window with a bag of popcorn as if she'd always been there. 
"You're not stealing our Grian!" Joel insisted. It was a good thing there were privacy wards. Who knows what the neighbors would have done by now otherwise.
"Do you think if we threw him across your lap you'd be able to carry him out?" Cleo asked Scar directly, leaning in a bit closer to Joel in a way that would have intimidated probably anybody else, but Joel's sense of danger was skewed and he didn't even flinch.
Scar looked genuinely thoughtful, tapping one finger on his knee as he considered. "Maybe. We'd have to tuck the blanket in tightly to make sure it didn't get caught in my wheels and kept his wings folded up."
Joel looked about ready to explode and was sputtering incoherently. Jimmy was squawking like an offended chicken. Pearl absolutely had the right idea with the popcorn.  
"You could at least turn the television on for him," Scott decided to throw his two cents in. "He's already in here."
Everyone quieted for a moment and considered that.
"Mario Kart?" Pearl suggested through a mouthful of popcorn. Jimmy perked up at the suggestion and Martyn looked like it had genuinely distracted him.
"We should do that!"
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Two hours later everyone was firmly focused on the television, controllers being passed around and insults even more so. Cleo and Martyn and Scar and Pearl were fighting their way through Bowser's Castle and Scott leaned back against the sofa, closed his eyes and took a soft, deep breath.
Jimmy was easy, Scott's magic familiar and nonthreatening to him. He slumped over almost immediately, sound asleep.
Joel was harder. He had an innate resistance to magic in general that was very annoying, and an extra buffer from Lizzie's claim, but he was fairly relaxed and unsuspecting and he wasn't that far behind Jimmy.  Scott stifled a yawn and sat back up. Sleep charms always made him sleepy too. 
None of the others except BDubs had even noticed, too focused on the game.
"If you still want to steal Grian," Scott said, right as Martyn crossed the finish line with a cheer and shouts of disgust from the others. "Now would be the time."
Bdubs hopped to his feet. "Right, c'mon, Mom!"
Cleo looked somehow both exhausted and entertained at the same time. "Don't call me mom." Regardless, they got to their feet and gave the room a quick look-around. "Right."
Without further ado, she strode over to the sofa, threw Grian, blanket burrito and all over her shoulder and looked back at the rest of them. "Are you coming or what?"
There was a mad scramble, full of giggling and loud shushing and one close call (Jimmy rolled over in his sleep and almost hit Scar with his wing) before they were all out in the hallway looking at each other.
"Where to?" Martyn poked the Grian burrito. No reaction.
Pearl looked up from her phone. "I texted BigB, he'll meet us at the corner with the car."
"We should take him to Dad," Bdubs said emphatically. 
Cleo sighed. "Fine, we'll go see Etho."
Scar and Bdubs cheered. Martyn hushed them and they cheered again, quieter this time.
"We should hurry, the sleep charm won't last much longer," Scott jumped a bit when Pearl linked her arm with his.
They were out the front door and on the sidewalk, BigB's sedan pulling into view before the jig was up.
"WHERE IS GRIAN!"
Scott exchanged glances with Pearl and Martyn and as one the three of them bolted for the corner, giggling all the way, the others hot on their tail.
The trunk popped as they got close and Cleo yanked it open and tossed Grian inside without hesitation. Scar swung himself out of his chair and leaned up against Scott, who had to scramble a bit to catch him, scooting his chair at Cleo. They folded it up in record speed and shoved it in the trunk as well, right on top of Grian, before slamming the doorclosed and immediately pulling Bdubs out of the passenger seat so they could sit there themself.
Scott somehow ended up squished in one corner of the back, with Scar in the middle, Pearl on the other side with her knees pulled up, Martyn in his lap, and Bdubs squished down in the footwell in front of Pearl. Just in time too, as Joel came dashing down the sidewalk, Jimmy on his heels and fury on his face.
"GO! GO! GO!" At least three people screamed and BigB screamed wordlessly back as he peeled away from the curb. Scott managed to twist enough in his seat he could look out the back window. Joel was red in the face and looked genuinely distressed enough that he almost felt bad. Behind Joel, Jimmy took to the air.
"Jimmy's following," he informed the car at large. "He'll watch us from the air but he won't be too hard to lose."
Martyn leaned back, his elbow making forceful contact with Scott's diaphragm as he tried to look out the window. "He forgot to glamour before he took off, didn't he."
Scott wheezed, Pearl laughed, and Scar cackled like the madman he was.
"Etho is going to hate this," Bdubs announced from the floor. 
"Only one way to find out," Cleo said cheerfully and turned on the radio. "To Etho's house!"
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