#ImpSkizz

[hermitscratch]

imp n skizz + 27... the besties. did you know skizz irl sometimes kisses impulse n the cheek. to annoy him

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27. A platonic kiss, Impulse/Skizz, 873 words

This may have been the greatest day of Impulse's life.

The exhilaration of starting anew had hit him full force. The space between seasons had been spent dreaming up builds of grandeur, and he was finally able to see what he was working with. Better still, he had a partner in crime to share his vision with. Providing Bdubs his first clock was a point of pride, and Bdubs had accepted it with promises of a great future ahead of them.

He'd made momentous progress. Maybe not on the scale of Doc and his villager operation, but the humble underground iron farm he and Tango constructed would serve them well. The land that would become a sprawling cyberpunk city was sectioned off. His strip mine was fruitful, piles of diamonds to be fashioned into armor and equipment as needed. Everything was coming up Impulse.

When the day was over, the rest was well-earned. The Mountaineers, as Scar had named them, reconvened to share dinner around the fire. He took the chance to wash up in the river- a water well would be a tomorrow project, once he had a place to lay his head that was more permanent than the blocked off mouth of his cave- and laid down for a good night's sleep.

...Any minute then.

Impulse rolled onto his back and sighed. It didn't feel right, and Impulse knew what was missing.

This may have been the greatest day of Impulse's life, because Skizz was there.

Skizz was there, and so much as thinking his name made the thread connecting them hum. Before Skizz was a hermit, when Impulse had been summoned and made the decision to stay, it was easy to ignore. The proximity now, though, made it impossible. His very soul knew its other half was near, and Impulse longed.

Skizz hadn't wanted to be coddled. He was determined to stand on his own two feet in this server of building gods and redstone masters. It was with full support that Impulse had agreed to let Skizz forge his own way, neighbors instead of roommates.

...But surely Skizz wouldn't mind a late-night visit, right?

Impulse relit the torches by his bedside. He didn't change, just throwing on his shoes. On his way to the door, he wondered if it would be worth taking his wings out. It would make the trip incredibly short, at the cost of nearly guaranteeing he'd spend all night at Skizz's. He wouldn't mind, but if Skizz did...

"Aaah!" A yell made Impulse jump as he opened the door, snapping him out of his thoughts. An equally startled Skizz stood in the doorway, a hand on his chest as he settled down. "You scared the dookie right outta me, dude," He said, heaving a breath, "Don't you know it's like, dumb o'clock in the morning? Nice jammies though," Skizz snickered.

Impulse snorted. Skizz was wearing a matching set. "These old things? Aw, they're nothin'," Skizz barks a laugh, and Impulse chuckles with him, a line of tension leaving his shoulders, "I know it's dumb o'clock in the morning, what're you doing at my front door?"

"Well I- y'know, I was in the neighborhood," Skizz started, wings held around his shoulders like a mantle, "And I'm thinkin' to myself, I think, y'know... I'm really feelin' it! And if I'm feelin' it, my best buddy over here, Mr. Impy Dimpy Dippledop, well, he's gotta be feelin' it too, right? Am I right? I bet I'm right," Skizz poked at Impulse's cheek.

Impulse huffed fondly, lightly smacking Skizz's hand away. Nobody could manage to be longwinded and straightforward like Skizz could. "I might've been on my way to yours for the same reason," Impulse admitted.

"Good thing I beat you then," Skizz cackled, "I don't have a bed yet!"

"Skizz!" Impulse laughed, "That's the first thing you do!"

"I was excited, okay? Some stuff fell through the cracks!" It only made Skizz laugh harder, "Are you gonna invite me in or not!"

"Okay, okay," Impulse placated once their laughter calmed into the occasional giggle. He stepped away from the doorway and gestured Skizz to follow him inside, "Come on in, make yourself at home. Don't forget to shut the door behind you."

Impulse heard the door close. The place was basic, really, meant for function over form. A double-wide bed, some chests for storage, and the simple wall that separated the space from the outside. There was a joke on the tip of Impulse's tongue, something about excusing a mess that wasn't there, but it's forgotten the moment he feels arms around him.

Arms, and then wings, warm and white and all-encompassing like a blanket settled around his very soul. If Impulse looked behind himself, he was sure Skizz's halo would be showing. In turn, Impulse's horns grew. Dark scales climbed up his arms where he held Skizz's arms across his chest, and his tail found purchase around Skizz's leg.

Skizz squeezed him in a hug, lowering his head to leave a kiss in Impulse's hair before burying his face in it with a content sigh that made Impulse want to melt into bed and never get up again.

"Yeah," Skizz mumbled, soft and tired, "This is home."

#Skizzpulse #ImpSkizz #ImpulseSV #Skizzleman #Hermitshipping #Hermitcraft #Hermitfic #MCYT #Asks #Anonymous #Skizz #Impulse #Astral Library #My Writing #Reminder that the feelings described in this fic are not inherently romantic and neither is the concept of soulmates #This can be read either way but it was intended as more of a platonic life partners situation

[sammy-writes-sometimes]

Invisible Disability/Flare Up

Word Count: 175

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“Bad pain day?” Skizz asks quietly.

Impulse sits on the couch, rubbing his knee slightly as he flicks his tail. He sighs before nodding. “Yeah.”

“And you mock me for being old?” The angel jokes.

“It's not my fault my knee doesn't work!” The demon spits back, though there's a slight smile behind it.

Skizz giggles before sitting next to Impulse, helping him lift the sore leg onto the couch as he groans.

“At least it isn't dislocated?” Skizz tries to reassure.

(It happened once before, a joint popping out of place in Impulse's foot and hurting so bad that he had considered leaving the server he was on to visit an actual hospital.)

Impulse only leans back, his tail flicking in annoyance.

“You had plans today, didn't you?”

“Yep.” Impulse sighs. “I was going to Hermitcraft today but I can't even fly if I risk tripping when I land.”

“I feel ya, homie buddy.” Skizz reassures quietly before sitting up. “Want me to get the heat pack? Maybe some pain meds?”

“That'd be nice.”

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Our ko-fi

#jan 31 2024 #mcyt physically disabled week #imp & skizz #impulse #skizz #(we originally intended to write half blind bdubs for the prompt today but just couldnt thing of anything) #(all our thoughts went into impulse having hypermobility cus our rib has been acting up lately 😔) #(impulse has our bad knee and fucked up foot <3) #impskizz #skizzpulse

[rutellingmeashrimpfriedthisrice]

Also a bit late for day two but we preserve. Written for @skizzlemanweek !!!! (Was this just an excuse to write wingfic/hornfic? Possibly <3 yes I know horns and antlers are different don't come for me deerblr)

Day Two: Hybrid/AU

Skizz sighed as he reached around his back, wings ruffling uncomfortably as he tried to scratch between them. He clicked his tongue in annoyance, perking up only moments later at the sound of Impulse entering the house.

"Dipple Dop!" He said, watching Impulse flinch before rubbing his neck with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, forgot you spook easier about this time." He apologized.

Impulse breathed deeply before smiling back softly. "It's okay." He reassured. "What's up, buddy?" He wondered, setting down his keys before walking closer, tail swaying idly.

"My stupid wings are itchy again." Skizz complained, and Impulse chuckled as he glanced them over with a raised brow and amused smile. "Didn't I preen them for you last week?"

"Yeah, but I use 'em a lot! They get messy." He defended with pink cheeks.

Impulse giggled and sat down on the other side of the couch, already turning to face Skizz's back. "I'm just kidding, you know I don't mind helping you out." He said, already getting to work brushing his hands gently against the other man's back.

Skizz did know, very much so in fact. Impulse always insisted on complimenting his wings while helping Skizz out, something that made Skizz impossibly happy and embarrassed every time.

Impulse wordlessly started, fingers gently brushing against Skizz's wings and occasionally plucking out stray or unruly feathers to set on the coffee table closeby. Skizz sighed in relief as the itchy sensation slowly left him, relaxing into Impulse's touch as the other man chuckled.

"Don't move too much, silly." He reminded, and Skizz smiled even though Impulse wouldn't see. He listened, though, doing his best to stay still despite how nice it felt to have his wings fussed over and cleaned like that.

Skizz sighed once Impulse had finished, stretching his wings a few times to check that they didn't feel odd anymore before tucking them against his back to slump back against the other man's chest. "Thank you." He groaned in relief.

Impulse just chuckled and ruffled his hair. "No problem."

Skizz glanced up at him, looking at Impulse upside down as his gaze drifted towards the small stubs of slowly reforming antlers. "How are those, by the way?" He wondered.

Impulse shrugged and rubbed his neck. He wasn't the type to ask for help but Skizz knew he didn't always take the best care of his horns during the regrowth period like demons were meant to do.

Oh well, if Skizz could be a bad angel by neglecting his wings, it was fine for Impulse to neglect his antlers a bit, too. Right?

"Let me at least look at them?" He suggested, and Impulse tensed before slowly reaching up to the bandages around his head while Skizz sat up to face him.

Skizz held onto Impulse's face, bringing it closer as he examined the flat stubs that would soon grow into his usual curved, singular point antlers.

"They look okay. Are you being careful with them?" Skizz wondered, raising a brow when Impulse stayed silent.

Impulse sighed. "I may have gotten into a scuffle with Tango today. We were just messing around!" He admitted.

Skizz pinched his cheek. "One of these days your horns are gonna fall off before they can even regrow properly and you'll have to restart the process all over again." He warned, and Impulse whined before pulling himself out of Skizz's reach.

"I know." He sighed, standing as he gathered up the feathers to toss them away. He paused on his way out the room and glanced back at the other man on the couch. "Thanks, Skizz." He said quietly.

Skizz grinned. "No problem, Dop." He said back with a nod, lying down with a sigh once Impulse left the room with his wings finally comfortable.

#impulse #skizzleman #skizz #imp and skizz #impskizz #skizzweek #skizz week 1 #skizzlemanweek

[hermitshippingbigbang]

out of the light and into your arms

by WritersInStarlight

Full piece by @\simple-seranade here!

Relationship: impulseSV/Skizzleman

Rating: Teen and Up Audiences

Word count: 15.5k

Summary:

The JTS crew are renowned ghost hunters—not quite human themselves, they’ve got a knack for dealing with the paranormal. However, one particular mission is still able to baffle even them. With bare-bones information, they enter an eerie house where they encounter a unique and dangerous ghost, one with a stronger connection to the living world. Joker and Tango have doubts about the mission, especially when Skizz, despite being injured, tries to convince them to help the ghost. But Skizz's mind is set, and nothing will stop him from finding a way to save the ghost he's charmed by.

Read out of the light and into your arms on AO3!

Check out the amazing artist for this team:

Sera (@simple-seranade)

A special thanks goes out to the brilliant beta reader of this fic:

Otter (@mysticotta)

#HSBB 2023 #trafficshipping #mcytshipping #skizzpulse #impskizz #promo post #out of the light and into your arms

[corviddrawsstuff]

ME WHEN IMP + SKIZZ ‼️💓✨💖💞💫‼️‼️🔈📣💓💞‼️✨💫💖💖 ME WHEN XBRALIS 💖💞‼️🔈📣💫🔈💓‼️💖💓💞 ME WHEN CLETHUBS ‼️💓🔈📣🔈✨💖‼️🔈📣💓💞💫🔈📣💖

#RAAAAAAH #I am having SO MANY THOUGHTS about them #need to draw more #not nearly enough content for these guys #What can I say I’m a sucker for guy who gives unconditional praise and affection X guy who acts so normal about it but is not in fact norma #xbralis #impskizz #clethubs

[sexyinaratkindaway]

Day 21: Lactation

Pairing: ImpSkizz

Demons are weird. They run too hot, they have weird bumps and appendages, their skin is too hard to hug comfortably, their reproduction system is a bit of a mess—Impulse wasn’t really paying attention to that part of the birds-and-bees talk.

Skizz, luckily, loves that demons are weird. He loves everything about Impulse, always has, since they were kids playing together and learning not to get the other burned or frost-bitten. And he started loving it even more when they got old enough to start fooling around, when he realised that Impulse had a way that was all his own to respond to stimuli.

Now they’re adults; and that way that’s “all his own” includes having, apparently, very sensitive nipples. He’s curled in Impulse’s lap, face pressed into his chest; he’d wrestled his shirt off earlier, whining about wanting to get that sweet, sweet body heat straight from the source. Does that involve covering Impulse’s chest in hickeys, closing his lips around every available square inch of skin to suck and bite at? Ehh, perhaps. Who knows, really. But he’s doing it anyway!

He lays another kiss right under Impulse’s sternum, and another, and another, nestled between the softness of Impulse’s pecs. Impulse is purring above him, strong arms tight around Skizz’s shoulders. He hisses when he suckles a mark on the underside of his left pec, and then again when Skizz kisses his way up to wrap his lips around a perked nipple and suck. It’s warm in his mouth, slightly spicy the way Impulse’s skin always is, and Impy makes the prettiest little whine when Skizz swipes the tip of his tongue on the pebbled little nub, when teeth graze rosy skin. Skizz gives a spirited suck, and when the first droplets of milk fall on his tongue he feels his cock twitch; Impulse’s hips twitch upwards, his erection, clad in the soft fleece of his sweatpants, quivers against Skizz’s hip. 

“Is milk coming out?” Impulse asks, low and breathless. 

Skizz suckles harder, groans around his skin, runs his tongue all around Impulse’s nipple as if trying to get more milk to come out. It’s sweet, a little bit separated, creamy and watery at once with every suck; Skizz is addicted. Impulse’s pec, big and soft, fits perfectly in the cup of Skizz’s palm, and his fingers circle Impulse’s right nipple, brush against the fat, puffy areola, pinch the pretty pink tip between thumb and forefinger and pull until his fingers are wet and Impulse is whining pretty noises and, Gods, Skizz is so hard. He switches over to the other side of Impulse’s chest to take his other nipple between his lips, and Impulse keens, babbles out something half-way between Infernal and Skizz’s name. Skizz gives one more suck before smiling up at Impulse’s face, pretty and flushed.

“Yeah, it is, Mommy-boy.” Impulse always blushes harder when Skizz calls him that, but, come on, what else could one call his big-chested friend who has a tendency to lactate? “You’ve got milk a-a-all over your pretty tits. Lookitcha, they’re so big, must feel so full and uncomfortable, but they’re so soft.”

Skizz rubs his face between them just because he knows it tickles Impulse, sucks a hickey in the tight crevice between them where his face fits so easily.

“You’re being annoying.” Impulse mutters, but his hand is steadily fisted in Skizz’s hair and keeping him close.

“Can I fuck your tits, Impy?” he asks, completely ignoring what he said.

Impulse, to his credit, immediately starts getting into position, lays back on their bed and watches Skizz pull his sweatpants off and climb over his torso until his cock, warm and damp, rests in the crevice of his pecs, slightly wet with milk and spit. Impulse looks down at it, at the red, flared cockhead staring at him, at Skizz’s big hands pushing his pecs together to give him somewhere tight to thrust into, and reaches a hand down and around his lover to paw at his own cock, even as Skizz starts moving his hips. 

It’s a brisk pace, thumbs brushing against Impulse’s nipples just to see them leak white on their skin, just to hear the plap-plap-plap of his thrusts get wetter and wetter with sweat and pleasure and milk. There’s a sticky pool starting to form in the hollow of Impulse’s clavicles, where his cock keeps bumping, and it feels so good, warm and tight around him, that Skizz, already pleasantly full and fuzzy from the milk, feels like he could cum right now. Impulse too, if the wet sound behind Skizz and his scrunched eyes and slack expression mean anything, and when he tugs on his nipples, puffy and red, and a little squirt of milk sprays up all over their skin, that’s when Impulse comes, with a soft, stuttered sigh, and something wet and warm lands on the small of Skizz’s back.

“You look so pretty like this, buddy,” Skizz mutters, because it’s true. Impulse has gone slack in his hold, face turned to the side and eyes closed, “I’m gonna come. On your face?”

Impulse shakes his head, weakly.

Skizz redoubles his efforts fucking into his tits, moves to the side so he can rub his weeping cockhead into a weeping nipple, fist flying around himself, and when he comes, he does it between Impulse’s pecs, watches his seed pool and drool down his chest like it would out of a hole. He gives a last pinch to Impulse’s nipples and hops down, to settle, comfortably, at his side. Impulse runs a finger on the mess on his chest and brings it between his lips. It’s with his little, sleepy, pleased ‘hmm’ that Skizz falls asleep.

#knight's notebook #kinktober #hermitnsfw #lifensfw #impulsesv #skizzleman #impskizz

[stitchthesewords]

I don't know either of them so I was waiting for someone to persuade me. I'll take this opportunity,,, Skizzpulse if you don't mind we're dying out here in this desert /hj /lh

We do in fact be dying out here in this desert o7 Luckily, I'm dying while watching Skyblock 2.0 [I AM NOT CAUGHT UP SO. ITS NOT. ABOUT THE ENDING. ITS JUST CUTE WHATS BELOW THE CUT I SWEAR.]

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"We should push our beds together!" Skizz said, hands on his hips as he looked over the storage living area. Impulse looked up from the chest he was rifling through and scoffed light-heartedly.

"Not happy enough with seeing my face every time we wake up?" he asked, and then looked to the little floating camera by his head. "Are you hearing this chat?"

Skizz made a noise and rubbed his face. "Dippledop!" he whinede, sticking his tongue out at Impulse. Impulse laughed. "I just think, you know, it gets really cold at night and it would get less cold if our beds were, you know, together! Sharing warmth and all that."

"Oh I see. You don't actually care about cuddling or any of that other nonsense, you just want to leech body heat off me," he said, shutting the chest and standing up, having clearly not found what he was looking for.

Skizz nodded his head with a smug look on his face. "Exactly! You don't even need all that heat, dude, you're like. Made of lava."

Impulse laughed at that and patted Skizz's cheek as he walked past. "Uh huh. And are you going to tell me you're made of ice?"

"Yep!" Skizz picked through his inventory and then looked to the bed. "Anyway, I think we should do it."

He turned to look and see what Impulse thought about it and was surprised by the other man waiting for him so he could quickly kiss him. "I don't feel like resetting my spawn point." Impulse had a wide grin on his face as a whined 'Dippledooop' rung out in the empty air of their skyblock world.

#Asks #casuallywritingandhyperfixating #impskizz #hermitshipping #trafficshipping #idk what to tag this tbh so im just gonna cover my bases #since its technically skyblock #Stitch's Writing

[hmshermitcraft]

Some more stuff with that impskizz and impixl teacher AU this time with Some Kind Of Dungeoncrawl Fantasy Heist Game Akin To DnD! (but probably not with the same name)

some time after impulse and pixlriffs sort out the Misunderstanding, another teacher - Tango, who teaches Mob Spawning Manipulation and Usage - starts up a tabletop campaign and impulse, skizz, and pixlriffs are some of the people invited!

it's set largely in the Frozen Citadel and the cursed and plagued mines underneath

naturally, there are shenanigans.

impulse and skizz play their characters as obnoxiously in love. jimmy the PE teacher has ridiculous strings of bad luck but also has caught the eye of the DM. pixlriffs' rogue character is decided to have a minor psychic power of knowing when something is older or more valuable than it seems because he SOMEHOW keeps getting really high rolls on SPECIFICALLY APPRAISAL they have CHECKED this even happens when someone else is rolling different dice for him??

ren's fighter, who took a level in ice-based magic as well and flavoured it as getting lightly possessed by the Red King of the Citadel, flirts with EVERYBODY. cleo the geology teacher accidentally started a whole plotline involving lost knowledge of how to pull stuff from the resource-rich elemental plane of earth and an incredibly valuable hidden book on magically enhancing stone because she had a few questions about things like "what kind of stone is the place made of" and "what's being mined?" because she wanted to steal bits of dungeon.

tango has guest players every so often, like Doc the medical engineering professor who shows up shirtless to play a villain and flirts with Ren (and possibly actually scored) and has his character walk onto an obvious trapdoor despite Tango's warnings and then is genuinely surprised when it opens and drops his character into a wet pit, and Grian and Scar the architecture and magic students who somehow manage to scam the players into purchasing 'game performance enhancing soup'. not the characters, the PLAYERS (its just regular creamy mushroom soup with vegetables, though at least everyone agrees it does taste nice).

theyre all having a GREAT time (and subtly trying to help tango and jimmy get together)

If Tango weren't DM, they're pretty convinced Jimmy and Tango's characters would be dating. Not Tango and Jimmy, no. Their characters. Because the two are hilariously oblivious.

Cleo likes enabling the chaos. Not in a productive way, no. Just whatever chaos she can create, she does. Spawning an entirely new plotline was fun, though! (It has led to a lot of late nights of Tango asking Pix various questions which definitely are not about the campaign, no way, but please tell him about what purpose this room would have in a keep-)

It's also obligatory to bring soup now. That's Grian and Scar's punishment for their performance enhancing drugs. If they all have it then it makes the playing field even, right?

#empiresshipping #trafficshipping #ask #tango tag #pix tag #impulse tag #skizz tag #cleo tag #jimmy tag #grian tag #scar tag #skizzpulse #impixl #solidaritek #solidango #rendoc #mod 🎀 #weekly theme: d&d au

[mcytrecursive]

Nomination Overview - Post-Apocalyptic AU

A niche tag, so you'd think? Well not THAT niche, not in this fandom. 7 post-apocalyptic works so far, including our longest work nominated to date, (over half a million words), and several art AUs!

Title: this is about a stuffed bird Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/36163102/chapters/90146260 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Mumbo Jumbo & Evil Xisuma Characters: Mumbo Jumbo, Evil Xisuma Length of the work: 78,043 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Character Study, Friendship, Horror, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Type: Fic Summary: In which Mumbo crosses several towns, learns some creative methods of self-defense, fights some monsters, sees things no human is meant to have seen, befriends a stranger, steals multiple cars, has inconvenient moral scruples, grows increasingly terrified of his own culpability in the apocalypse, grows a spine, blows up at least one building, accidentally prevents a murder, and attempts to find his best friend in the futile but ever-burning hope the man’s still alive. He has to say, he’s so exhausted and terrified that he thinks he might just be mad? (OR: the one where, after most of humanity turns into a series of terrifying monsters, Mumbo decides he’s going to risk his life on an apocalypse road trip to try to find out if Grian is alive. Things, as you might imagine, devolve from there.)

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Title: greener grasses Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/31163336/chapters/79676620 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: Apocynaceae Relationships: Quackity/Schlatt, Quackity&Karl, Quackity/Eret Characters: Quackity, Schlatt, Karl Jacobs, BadBoyHalo, Awesamdude, Ponk, Tommyinnit Length of the work: 569,475 words Genre: AU, Crossover, Drama, Horror, Modern AU, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Slow Burn, Time Travel, College AU Type: Fic Summary: Twenty-two years after the Survival Multiplayer event, Quackity has dreams of attending a law program in a walled city out West. Desperate to pay for expenses during his next semester at ManbergU, he accepts a TA position with his former professor. It's Quackity's last chance to get out of Manberg. It's his worst mistake. Features ghosts, time travel, possession, alternate universes, nonconsensual drug use, academic misconduct like you would not believe, an apocalypse, and midterm drama. 

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Title: Space Mining AU Link: here and here Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: wszczebrzyszynie Relationships: Team Ranchers, Cledubs, Ethubs, Scarian, Treebark, Convex brothers, ImpSkizz, Flower Husbands. Zedaph, Doc, Pearl and Gem are also characters. Everything mentioned as platonic, except romantic Jizzie. Characters: Tango and Jimmy Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Drama, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Space AU Type: Art Summary: Space Mining AU. Tango was an engineer, became a wanted terrorist after he blew up Callisto, a moon where he was doing illegal skulk mining. He blew it up alongside other miners after finding out that skulk is alive, parasitic and infecting people, but he ended up being the sole survivor of the explosion, and the skulk wasn't completely sealed off. He ends up living with Desert Duo for a while (a pair of also dangerous criminals), and that's where he meets Jimmy. It kind of all goes downhill from there.

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Title: the last days of the free angel of carrows  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/41524917 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Bee_4 Relationships: Mainly Joe & Cleo & Pearl Characters: Joe, Cleo and Pearl Length of the work: 79,327 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Casefic, Fantasy AU, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Angels & Demons AU Type: Fic 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.

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Title: future site of something Better [a fabulous killjoys au] (Restricted) Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48146797/chapters/121412023 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: hallmarked_error Relationships: Jack Manifold & TommyInnit, Ranboo & TommyInnit, Tubbo & TommyInnit, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & Phil Watson, Jschlatt & Wilbur Soot Characters: Tommyinnit, Technoblade, Philza, Wilbur Soot, Jack Manifold, Ranboo, Tubbo Length of the work: 54,020 words Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Found Family, Post-Apocalyptic AU Type: Fic Summary: a fabulous killjoys au featuring the cast of the dsmp (plus a few others thrown in for good measure), inspired by the concept album by mcr and the comics by gerard way.

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Title: Last of Us + Tntduo Link: here Fandom: Dream SMP Author: ashthefrogprin Relationships: Quackity/Wilbur Characters: Quackity, Wilbur Genre: Action/Adventure, Angst, AU, Horror, Hurt/Comfort, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Romance, Slow Burn Type: Art Summary: A series of images depicting quackbur in a The Last of Us AU, followed by a brief summary of a few scenes the artist was imagining. Wilbur has a shotgun; Quackity has an axe. They're both traveling across the country together trying to find a safe harbor with other survivors-- and, as it turns out, being in close quarters with someone during life-threatening situations means the two of you tend to bond. Odd thing, that.

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Title: Just the Two of Us  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45549838/chapters/114615043 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: eepyvoid Relationships: Philza & Tommyinnit Characters: Philza & TommyInnit  Length of the work: 6,675 words Genre: Angst, Dark Fic, Found Family, Post-Apocalyptic AU Type: Fic Summary: As the world descended into zombie apocalypse driven madness, the number of living people was cut in third - two of those people being Philza Minecraft, an infamous criminal who was wanted by everyone for all the wrong reasons, and a small former 'lab rat' kid, TommyInnit, a small and scared child being free for the first time. The two meet, and team up, both not sure how mere friendship looks like. Or, Two traumatized blondes bonding over their shared lack of other people to trust in their life, under the looming threat of the zombie apocalypse.

#nomination overview

[fruitwanderer]

Writing Masterpost: Favs

Sideblog: @sammy-writes-sometimes

Ao3: fruitwanderer

Writing Tag: #our writing

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Character Analysis/Essays

Bdubs' loyalty saga (and why he isn't a cheater): First, Second, Third Bdubs and Guilt

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Birch Trees with Deer Legs: Gem finds out there's another dryad on Hermitcraft and ends up bonding with Bdubs. Love Like Clockwork: Impulse makes Bdubs a clock, but it's Hermitcraft so it's actually cute and pretty. [Impdubs] Slowly Dying Flames: Post-Ranch Burning, Jimmy looks after and tries to calm down Tango. Is That Even Edible?: Bdubs tries to makes breakfast, massively fails, and ends up venting to Tango while they make pancakes. [Tangdubs]

Prompts/Requests

Bloom: The Tree of Whimsy taunts Bdubs. [HC9] Favorite Build: Mumbo's Season 7 base, otherwise known as the eldritch beast with a bleeding, golden heart [HC7] Reign: Post-Dethroning King Ren, Cleo comes to make sure he isn't dead and comforts him. [HC9] Summoning: Impulse's summoning to Hermitcraft don't go as planned and Tango panics [HC3?]

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The Life Series and Watchers [Life Series] Skizz and Cleo morning fluff [Vaguely Life Series, Skleo] Cleo realizes she loves Bdubs and only mildly panics over it. [3rd Life, Cledubs] Bdubs should not be trusted with his ability to draw [DL, Impdubs] Impulse has no fucking nipples... or t4t Impdubs bonding over top surgery scars [DL, Impdubs] Bdubs feels heartbroken and betrayed [LimLife] Bdubs is short and Tango is a menace [HC9, Tangdubs] Hooker Crocs... or Doc torments Ren [HC8] Imp & Skizz shedding fic [HC, Impskizz (background Tangdubs)] Lizzie and Ren talk about Last Life [ESMP x HC] Tangdubs morning cuddles (also Impulse is there for a line) [HC9, Tangdubs] Valentine's Day or Impulse gets harassed by Gem and Pearl while getting ready for a date [HC9, mentioned Impdubs]

#our masterposts #pinned

[solidaritytek]

impskizz for the ship ask game?

Ship It

What made you ship it?

I ship them as besties if that counts! I know they're besties IRL, but it comes through so clearly whenever they play games together. They're each others closet person and I love that so much for them.

What are your favorite things about the ship?

How much they trust each other! It doesn't matter what it is, they trust the other whole heartedly.

Is there an unpopular opinion you have on your ship?

I guess that I just don't see them as romantic in the slightest lmao

More power to you if you do see them that way, but they are 100% platonic to me and I will die on that hill.

#shut up lavi #tangoing

[rma1031]

why am i getting fic ideas past 3am

OMG. I SWEAR. I'M GETTING FIC IDEAS EITHER AT THE SHOWER OR LATE AT NIGHT.

Okay so. I have more Filipino songs in mind to use as fic ideas. One's sad, melancholic and introspective, the other is a bit more heartwarming and more hopeful. They both involve one's profession of love for another.

These two songs are "214" and "241 (My Favorite Song)", both done and sung by Filipino band Rivermaya.

"214" is the heartwarming and hopeful one regarding one's profession of love for another and how they wish to have them as their partner. Maybe ideas of forbidden love or the other’s dissatisfaction with their current love can work with this. All in all it's about showing just how much you love and care for a person that you will never leave their side forevermore.

Then "241 (My Favorite Song)" is sadder and can get introspective. It involves the profession of one's love for another who already has someone else. This person has had fantasies and dreams of being with them but the truth is that they already have someone to love. The person just wishes to be with them but knows that they can't. Regret, a bit of hopelessness, and a lost chance at the one you love reigns supreme for this song.

As for what pairing or ship to involve with this, I don't know yet. They will stay as fic ideas but being an Impulse-leaning kinda guy as well as a multishipper, I'm thinking of Impdubs, Ethopulse (is that even their actual ship name), Tangpulse, Impskizz/Skizzpulse or anything more. Even Ethubs/Ethdubs or Scarian can work for this! I just don't know what to pursue hahahaha.

Here's the songs if you wish to listen to them! (Can't find the youtube links)

#rma posts #rma fics #mcyt #hermitcraft #life series #traffic smp #hermitshipping #trafficshipping

[hmshermitcraft]

spook theme: impskizz ghosthunters with adopted kids scar, gem, and grian! but like. more towards the minecraft side than the phasmo side (totems and potions, having to take into account the species of ghost, respawn being a thing when the ghost hasn't broken it, etc). its a weird little family business but theyre making it work.

It's a bit unconventional. Of course, from the start they aren't actually adopted, nor are they kids, but the three might as well be. Impulse and Skizz feel like the proud dads of them, and they would sign their parental permission slips.

The other thing which is... Unconventional to say the least is that they're pretty sure none of the three are human. Or human anymore, in the case of Grian who is a ghost himself. They picked up the object he's bound to on a job and haven't got rid of him since (nor would they want to.)

Scar will tell anyone who asks - and those who don't - that he's a Fae. For better or worse. Gem appears the most normal, until you notice her eyes reflect light.

None of that matters, though. Impulse and Skizz love each one of them, and they make one hell of a team! It's a big weight off their shoulders now they aren't the only ones looking out for each other.

Though, that weight is maybe replaced by worrying about their three very rambunctious children, but they wouldn't have it any other way.

#hermitshipping #ask #grian tag #scar tag #impulse tag #gem tag #skizz tag #skizzpulse #mod 🎀 #weekly theme: halloween

[mcytrecursive]

Nomination Overview - Space AU

We have had over a hundred source materials nominated already, so it's time to start looking at some of the works that people intend to request or offer! And the first one to look at is Space AU, which has been nominated 8 times, ranging in length from a 2847 word one-shot to a 299,349 word epic.

Title: Out To the Galaxy Steady She Goes  Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/48639868/ Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: TheDepressedCanary (FPSCanarussia) Characters: GeminiTay, ZombieCleo, PearlescentMoon, FalseSymmetry,Xisumavoid Length of the work: 28,277 Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Family, Friendship, Space AU, Space Fantasy (SciFi/Fantasy cross, not sure how to tag it) Type: Fic Summary: Sailing ships cross worlds and stars, hunted by pirates and monsters. Ancient ruins sit undiscovered, concealing long-forgotten secrets. Space is vast and full of wonder. Pearl, in grief, clutches at every opportunity. Gem just wants to know more. Cleo - well, who can say? Yet the stars are not kind, and every journey holds its dangers.

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Title: Space Mining AU Link: here and here Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Creator: wszczebrzyszynie Relationships: Team Ranchers, Cledubs, Ethubs, Scarian, Treebark, Convex brothers, ImpSkizz, Flower Husbands. Zedaph, Doc, Pearl and Gem are also characters. Everything mentioned as platonic, except romantic Jizzie. Characters: Tango and Jimmy Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Drama, Post-Apocalyptic AU, Space AU Type: Art Series Summary: Space Mining AU. Tango was an engineer, became a wanted terrorist after he blew up Callisto, a moon where he was doing illegal skulk mining. He blew it up alongside other miners after finding out that skulk is alive, parasitic and infecting people, but he ended up being the sole survivor of the explosion, and the skulk wasn't completely sealed off. He ends up living with Desert Duo for a while (a pair of also dangerous criminals), and that's where he meets Jimmy. It kind of all goes downhill from there.

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Title: He Has a Soul Made of Stars Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/35533927/chapters/88583056 Fandom: Dream SMP Author: NobleDragon Relationships: Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Ranboo & Toby Smith | Tubbo & Wilbur Soot & Technoblade & TommyInnit & Phil Watson, Wilbur Soot & Philza, Wilbur Soot & Fundy Characters: Wilbur Soot, TommyInnit (Video Blogging RPF), Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF)Philza, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF), Toby Smith | Tubbo, Fundy Length: 16,875 words Genre: Domestic/Slice-of-life, Family, Found Family, Hurt/Comfort, Space AU Type: Fic Summary: And the heart of a galaxy. There is something in the vents of his ship, stealing their food and walking around at odd times of the day. Phil was going to catch that animal and cook it up for dinner if he has a say about it. Wait...it isn't an animal, but a sentient? And it's probably scared and hurt with no one to take care of them? Well...that changes things. Or: I'm going to make Phil want to found family something he hasn't even seen yet.

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Title: free falling love addict Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/52783816 Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series Author: moonieangel Relationships: Grian & Scar, Grian/Scar Characters: Scar, Grian Length: 2847 words Genre: AU, Space AU, Relationship Study Type: Fic Summary: Grian's curls each knuckle, pressing it down, watching silently as the metal plates whir, clicking into place, as each finger tucks down in short, jittering ticks. “Yeah,” he says after a moment. “It's wonky.” “Well,” Scar says, “I could've told you that.” Grian grins at him, and there's a thrum of excitement in it, a sort of childlike enthusiasm to play with a machine. Scar had seen it precede the bursting of bombs. // Or, a fic where Scar is a cyborg whose arm is damaged and Grian is the mechanic who owes him. Or maybe the other way around.

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Title: Lifeline AU Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/3156309 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: SlashMagpie Relationships: Impulse & Tango, Impulse & Pearl, Bdubs & Etho, False & Stress, Impulse & Skizz, Pearl & Tango Characters: Impulse, Tango, Pearl, Etho, Bdubs, False, Cleo, Skizz, Ren Length: 299,349 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Fantasy AU, Horror, Modern AU, Time Travel, Space AU Type: Fic Summary: A science fantasy AU about a species of body-snatching aliens attempting to take over the Earth and the ragtag bunch of misfits trying to stop them. Based on the Lifeline series of mobile games.

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Title: if - then - else Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/45779260/chapters/115204942 Fandom: 3rd Life SMP Author: Anonymous Relationships: Etho & Tango, Bdubs & Tango, Bdubs & Etho & Tango, Jimmy Solidarity & Martyn Littlewood, Jimmy Solidarity & Tango, Martyn Littlewood & Scott Smajor, Martyn Littlewood & Tango, GeminiTay & Pearl, Jimmy Solidarity/Scott Major, Bdubs/Etho Characters: TangoTek, Bdubs, Etho, Martyn Littlewood, Jimmy Solidarity, Scott Smajor, GeminiTay, Mumbo Length: 69103 words Genre: Action/Adventure, AU, Romance, Slow Burn, Space AU, Sci-Fi AU Type: Fic Summary: Tango wakes up in a hospital with no memories and a moderately concerned pair of crewmates. Along with a few of the others in the same ward as him, he attempts to recover his memories, navigate a few significant obstacles, and figure out just how he got here. OR a space opera au that started as something very self indulgent and slowly developed a plot bigger than the walls of the hospital it began in. now with space chases and strange new planets!

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Title: Among us AU Rating: E-rated Link: https://archiveofourown.org/series/2478559 Fandom: Hermitcraft SMP Author: Tunfisken Relationships: Etho/Grian, Tango/Grian Characters: Grian, Etho, Tango, background appearances by other Hermits Length: 19,899 words Genre: AU, Smut, Space AU Type: Fic Summary: Air was rushing through the ventilation ducts, and there was a faint hum of machinery from the dormant medbay scanner. Ever so often, the lights overhead would flicker. His stomach was cramping, and Grian curled in on himself on the bed, trying to ignore the hunger that clawed at him. The imposter didn't want to die.

#Nomination Overview

[sammy-writes-sometimes]

Word Count: 638

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"Stop scratching at your scales!" Skizz yells.

"They're itchy!" Impulse complains, still scratching at the scales on his arm.

This happens every year. Twice every year might be add.

"Just– Dippledop! You're gonna hurt yourself!"

The demonic hybrid doesn't pause, instead reaching over cir shoulder.

"Impulse!"

Finally, Impulse stops, instead looking at Skizz with a glare in his golden eyes.

There's a moment of pause, the two simply staring at eachother, but then Impulse drags his feet towards Skizz, leaning his head on the angel's shoulder.

"They hurt…"

"I know, buddy." Skizz says quietly, moving them to sit on the couch.

Impulse quickly discards his shirt, resting his head on his partner's thigh.

There's a cool hand on cir back, soothing over sore scales as ce purrs quietly, even if it is a stressed purr.

"I think a few are–"

There's a clattering down the hall, a short argument – Bdubs sounding more than a little tired and Tango's voice pitched in concern – before someone is being dragged further down the hall.

Skizz simply shakes it's head and sighs, those two likely up to their usual problems.

But it quickly returns to what it was doing, pressing it's thumb down hard on a few scales just to test until it finds one that moves.

It's a gentle sort of job, easing each loose scale out and placing it on the side table. And the demon looks all too happy as each irritation is removed, purring and even chuffing a few times as old scales slip off to give space for new ones.

By the end, Impulse is nearly half asleep and melted against Skizz, a small smile on his face as he continues to purr.

But ce slowly blinks, looking up at cir partner. The sort of look that holds words unspoken, but easily translated between the two.

'Let me return the favor. Let me help you.'

So Skizz does as requested, summoning his wings from where they're hidden and stretching them out over the couch.

"Oof, no wonder you complain about not being able to fly." Impulse says with a laugh.

It's– well it's not bloody, but there are a few awkward pin feathers and more than a handful missing. This is just what happens with large wings when molting, he guesses.

Impulse sits over him, trained claws easily shifting stray feathers into place and gently, oh so gently, pulling our dead ones before releasing new feathers from their pins.

The pile of scales turns into a pile of feathers. Shining white over deep black.

Skizz can't help the content, fer fer fer noises it makes as its partner smooths over one wing and turns to the other.

This part was a daily routine, one that has been around since they were young. Impulse often looking after Skizz, tending to the feathers that the angel couldn't reach.

Eventually, ce pulls back, satisfied in cir work as cir chest rumbles.

"Someone looks sleepy." Impulse says lightly.

Skizz doesn't even fight, too oddly comfortable laying against the couch, even at the awkward angle.

"I'm not carrying you."

"But, Dippledop!" Skizz loudly complains. "I helped you!"

Impulse laughs as cir partner pouts, it's piercing blue eyes staring at him with a sense of false-sadness.

"Fine."

There's another happy trill, Skizz flopping against Impulse's chest and staying relaxed as he's picked up by the shorter.

It's a short walk to the bedroom, Skizz hanging lazily against Impulse's shoulder as his wings drag along the ground. Purring and chirping between eachother the entire time.

But, when they get to the bedroom, something is more than a little off as–

Bdubs' forehead is covered in bandages, his antlers completely absent. Tango is sitting over him, jacket covered in blood and–

"Did Bdubs shed on you?" The demon asks with a worried laugh.

"..."

"Maybe…?"

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Our ko-fi

#nov 15 2023 #written on: sep 22 2023 #hc #impulse #skizz #hermitshipping #(/qpr but can be read as /r or maybe /p?) #(also ignore the fact that last fic also kinda had preening ssshhh) #(this was gonna have a part 2 with bdubs and tango but we lost motivation </3) #our writing #impskizz #skizzpulse

[hmshermitcraft]

Some impskizz for the poor?

Moving in together required a lot of planning. Moving all the furniture? Oh no, that'll be fine. There's plenty of people that owe them favours! No, what is taking the time is introducing all their pets to each other.

Various cats and dogs, each needing to be introduced patiently to make sure they get along. But, they're going to do it! And jeez, it's so cute seeing how soft each other is with animals...

#hermitshipping #ask #skizz tag #impulse tag #skizzpulse #mod 🎀 #weekly theme: pets