@risibledeer Grian Has Been Pied

I am losing MY MIND from this interaction.

The fact that Joel still tries. He still tries to mend things. The fact that Tango kills him twice and all he has to say is the words of respect and encouragement. That he patches holes in his car, his HOME. That he welcomes Etho, that he will be with Gem until the end. The way he tries to survive his series on green, to be peaceful. HE TRIES SO HARD TO MEND IT. HE WAS IN EVERY SEASON. WORSE. HE KNOWS HOW ABSOLUTELY HOPELESS THEY ARE SOMETIMES. HE WAS THE PITIFUL ONE. IN THIRD LIFE HE BURNED. HE HAD THE SADDEST TIMES IN LAST LIFE. HE AND ETHO HAD THE MOST DRAMATIC STORY AFTER DIVORCE QUARTET IN DOUBLE LIFE. HE IS THE ONE WHO KEEPS DYING TO SCOTT, HE MAKES STUPID DECISIONS, HE MAKES ENEMIES.

But he still tries. He still has hope that if he just fix it one more time it will stay there if he looks away.

One very angry trip from The Relation before disaster.

(Not pictured : Etho’s knees snapping in half and then he too vanishes)

I love this screenshot so much. Perfectly timed.

I think I’m just gonna go through and relocate half your blog onto mine because your art is too good ^^ ( <- that’s a face right? I’m not insane?) this Joel is so pweetyy! I don’t know what markers u use but you must have sold your soul to the sculk for them because wow I didn’t know they made ‘em that yummy.

uhhh dunno what to say here honestly. usually have smth...i miss boat boys ;*-*; also lizzie and cleo should stabby stab each other in fantasy smp. joel's in twitch con, so that's exciting, maybe well see shane and joel being mean to each other. uhh that is all. end of news segment. like comment subscribe lol

everyone get hyped for Joel Smallishbeans week raaaaah!!

OFFICIAL PROMPTS LIST FOR THE SEVEN HOLY NIGHTS OF JEREMY-SECOND WEEK OF OCTOBER

tagging everyone i can in reblog!

ty to @insomnya, @hannnsh for the prompts list and @daily-smallishbeans! and ofc, ty to everyone that showed interest!!!! spread the word of jeremy everyone lol!

fanart of @insomnya777’s fabulous fic!!!!!!! Go read it!!!!!!! (Is it okey that I linked it? Cause if that’s a problem I can remove the link)

I don’t actually know much about Sabrina carpenter so all I had to go off of for Joel’s outfit was “the pink one” lol and I’m lazy so I was just like screw it I’ll just make him, like, Eye wateringly pink. And then my internet went out halfway through drawing this because apparently the universe doesn’t appreciate fine art when it sees it so I just had to go off of what I remembered, so apologies if it’s inaccurate. Also it was so fun reading it for the first time, getting to the headcannons at the end, and then going back and reading it a second time and giggling the whole time like “teehee they’re gonna get married one day” lol.

also I just know that Etho is this au is the most infuriatingly oblivious person ever, like he’s sobbing to Gem “I think I’m in love with him but he could never possibly love me back!!!!!” And Gem has to be like “Etho. Before he had even met you he called you his future husband live onstage and dedicated a song that’s about a bit more than love to you. He then asked you out to dinner, made sure you were single, and asked for your number. He likes you.” And Ethos like “nooooo but he was just joking!”

I think one of the funniest team ups in the life series was when Mr. Steals Your Man teamed with Mr. Fumbles Every Bad Bitch That Comes His Way. (I know I wrote that on the drawing but my handwriting is semi-illegible and I’m really proud of that line, like thanks I used up all my humor for the year for that)

It’s the totally-not-furries!! (Ignore the weird shading on Martyn’s arm I drew this literally at midnight last night. Like, not even kidding I made this instead of sleeping I am so tired why why why also by the way longhair Jimmy propaganda do you see the vision spread the skulk good night)

I did a watercolor of bdub’s beautiful HC X base!

It’s a little out of date because this took me fffooorrrreeevvveeeerrr to do. I think the top half came out better than the bottom half

Look a Climb 10 grazing in the field! Anyway, shout-out to Bdubs for being an artistic genius. I just translated the art to a different medium. But yeah I started this months ago and only just yesterday finished it.

the car

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to be honest, joel kind of expected it to be fancier; he’s a winner, after all- you’d probably want to have something nicer than a black void to bask in your glory. he thought- well, he’s not sure he had any specific thoughts about what it'd look like, but he guessed there'd be stuff like sofas and a snooker table or something—a party room, y’know? an endless void is a bit dull in comparison, especially considering the game he just won- although, anything would be dull in comparison to that game, wouldn’t it?

HE DID IT I KNEW HE COULD LOOK AT MY GUY GO

to be honest, joel kind of expected it to be fancier; he’s a winner, after all- you’d probably want to have something nicer than a black void to bask in your glory. he thought- well, he’s not sure he had any specific thoughts about what it'd look like, but he guessed there'd be stuff like sofas and a snooker table or something—a party room, y’know? an endless void is a bit dull in comparison, especially considering the game he just won- although, anything would be dull in comparison to that game, wouldn’t it?

there's a collection of voices that is beginning to come into range, still too far away to make out anything distinct, but they seem to be arguing over something. as he walks (though- he’s not sure he is actually walking. he’s not sure he has a physical form anymore), he can make out a word or two, none of them sensical: something about a comet and jupiter? whatever that means. joel isn’t super sure he was meant to hear it- or even understand it; the words seem to be garbled and warped, and feel far too loud for his ears even as they begin to fade out.

joel keeps walking, because honestly he’s not really sure what else to do. did he miss something? was there actually a party room at the start that he walked past by accident? he probably should have asked more questions when grian and pearl talked about winning in limited and secret life, because he’s completely lost right now- both metaphorically and literally. where exactly is he?

more voices are slowly becoming audible, and joel braces himself until he realises that he recognises them—has he finally found the game room? they'd better have a snooker table, after all he’s been through to just find the stupid place. honestly, this was harder than winning in the first place- they should put up some signs or something.

joel doesn't have time to make this complaint aloud, because all of a sudden, something bowls into him- someone apparently, as they throw their arms around him. "you did it!" grian's voice laughs, sounding genuinely happy.

joel grins, hugging him back—which is weird, when you can’t see anything. maybe it's not a void, and he’s just blind for some reason. "I won!" he crows, pride bubbling up in his chest. "I didn’t think I would- it took me long enough!"

"congratulations, beans!" scar's voice comes from somewhere in front of him, cheery, considering the context. 

"thanks." joel pulls back and finds that his sight seems to have returned. 

the void still surrounds them, but weirder still, everyone seems to look identical to- oh. when they won. grian's hands and face are bloodstained, scott has a lightning scar across his face, pearl's hoodie is instead a singed scarlet cloak, martyn is all piratey and bloody, scar's ebony cloak is lined with poppies and lilacs, and cleo's joints have puppet strings trailing from them. 

joel glances down to see purple-tinted veins crawling up his hands and arms, and his stomach drops until he remembers that he’s already dead. "okay. weird."

"that'll be from the ender pearls." scott supplies. joel is honestly a little thankful that his creaking eyes have gone; they were creepy. "I- d'you know they’re already arguing?"

"well he’s less intuitive than us." grian shrugs, gesturing to joel as if that makes any sense at all. "they've been arguing since martyn."

cleo snorts. "they still haven't agreed on anything." they point upwards, and joel is very confused. "after you three, anyway."

"it stopped being as snappy once I came along though." martyn points out, and everyone but joel seems to understand what he's talking about. "sun, stars, moon- then what? we can’t do the whole solar system and every planet's moon."

scar laughs. "they were talking about- stages of grief or something by the time I won."

"yeah!" pearl points a finger at scar excitedly. "I overheard someone mention the seven deadly sins earlier. didn’t catch much, but you’re meant to be glutton." she elbows martyn, who scoffs indignantly. 

"sounds about right." cleo says, laughing as martyn makes a noise of protest that sounds very much like a squawk. 

joel blinks. "well, I have no idea what you guys are on about, but whatever I am it's a car." he folds his arms, in the hopes that no one is gonna try to argue with him, because he has absolutely no clue what he's signing up for. 

there's a pause. 

"a.. car?" scott frowns, apparently appalled by the concept—which joel finds hilarious and makes him want to be a car even more. 

"yeah." joel says confidently. "joel toretto- fast and furious, y’know?" 

grian cackles and pearl grins along. "sure- a car. i’m sure they'll all agree."

joel shrugs, still unsure about who 'they' are at all, but he appears to be signing himself up for something funny at least. "you never know. if they’re smart they'll pick a car."

Halloween drawing????

sure! Ian Doubt: Halloween episode special lol.

I’ve never played phasmophobia, but I’m fairly certain I would be terrible at it. Just can’t take a social cue to save my life, literally in this case. I’d probably spend the whole time hiding in the closet, which is just as well because I’ve got a lot of practice with that lol /silly.