Ethubs hang out together late at night
Impulse: You know how Bdubs is, when he’s on he’s in get it built mode
Etho: Or he’s hanging out with me
Impulse: Yeah, or he’s hanging out with you if it’s later
Skizz: …Boy that was commanding
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Ethubs hang out together late at night
Impulse: You know how Bdubs is, when he’s on he’s in get it built mode
Etho: Or he’s hanging out with me
Impulse: Yeah, or he’s hanging out with you if it’s later
Skizz: …Boy that was commanding
Chapter eight of Dream Weaver is DONE and you can read it NOW and it is RIGHT HERE FOR YOU! 🎁
It is my favorite so far but the next chapter? We're gonna get some action, and I can't wait to share.
Tippy toes
(we'll make it work)
It's not a stretch
(it's quite the perk)
To meet you half (or quarter) way
I'd go much further (I'll even stay)
Your body asks what your mouth won't
When you perk up
And lift your chin
I see it in your tilting head
(I hear it in your restless grin)
Qaterek clothes thoughts
My favorite part of my finished 3 +1 fic.
I really like that little 'starving artist' banter 😭 maybe I'm too proud of myself for this one lmao
bdoubleo100 goes hard feel free to screenshot hard image insane image cool horse image insane goes hard image red bandana tuff image artwork drawing by omy
(feb 11, 2026)
Day 29 BUBBLES!
you and me, but you first
my 3 times bdubs picks etho, 1 time etho picks him fic is on ao3 now and part four is ready for you!!!
read it here on ao3
i love the whole fic but part four was a true labor of love - i hope you enjoy it. thank you as always for your support!
Lil Joe Hills from @rakishrascal ‘s 3/1 that i’ll link below! He means the woooorld to me guys you dont understand.
💬 5 🔁 4 ❤️ 32 · I got a 'three times Bdubs picked Etho, one time Etho picked him' fic queued up for y'all. Here's part one, baby Bdubs in
I can't even find the words for how happy this makes me!! He's so so precious! ❤️ ❤️ Thank you for sharing this adorable creation!
What do we think
Etho has glomped others only
Etho gets glomped only
Etho has never glomped or been glomped
Etho has been glomped and also glomped others
Do I share one braincell with all yall or what? Cause I was literally just imagining a 2009 trip pants-wearing anime-shirted Etho yelling 'glomp' before he tackles an unsuspecting Bdubs in the Walmart.
The fourth and final part of my 'three times Bdubs chose Etho, one time Etho chose him' fic will be posted later today!
It is much longer than the others but can easily be read as a standalone fic.
If you wanna read the first three parts, go here!
ethubs, 1.5k, animal transformation with added pining
this fic now has a sequel with a happy ending, 1.5k words
Practice Bout
Ethubs oneshot, royal guard Etho and equerry Bdubs stealing kisses on castle grounds. 686 words.
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Etho squinted his eye against the glare of the morning sun.
The knight trainees were still in the mess hall, noisily devouring breakfast, shoveling eggs and bacon down with more competitive spirit than they ever demonstrated during exercises.
Etho had woken early, eaten early. He’d done everything early. And of course, the reason for that was late.
gorgeous ethubs flower shop..
smells refreshing and tastes like juicy peaches
(feb 6, 2026)
ethubs color 😭😭😢😢😭😭😢
(may 10, 2026)
Late night at the Sonic drive-in, sticky fingers and cherry slush-stained tongue. A spontaneous drive out of city limits. A winding country road, quiet because the radio is broken.
Pulling over in a dark spot to watch the fireflies pulse, pulse, pulse in the trees.
It is hard to tell, holding your hands in front of your face, where you end and where he begins.
Tomorrow you'll go to school and stand in the walkway before Drama, under the blue fiberglass canopy, under the just-friends casual drape of his arm on your shoulder. You'll both treat that like it's the nothing that it is.
Tonight, you will forget whose breath is whose, who had the cherry and who got grape.
In tandem, both of you blind except for the low green glow. So faint it might be a memory, phantom flickerings scattered over your optic nerve. The stars left behind when you press your fingers to your eyelids.
It's quiet. You don't need to talk. You don't know what your own voice sounds like. Where there was light there isn't, where there was space there is a body. Two bodies. One body. Two.
You pulse, pulse, pulse.
It took a good while to do this (I took some breaks too for my sanity), but please welcome my Baby Bdubs food item, now in my tomodachi island (I spent approximately 15 hours on it)