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coatree · 2 days
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Welcome to making something for your own AU no one will understand
On this episode, a whole ass animatic
Everyone say hi to My Neighbours are Villains (MNaV), coming to A03 eventually
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marsmarbles · 2 months
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Some pose and expression practice with Skizz and Impulse
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“I NEED BLOOD!!!”
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fence-time · 28 days
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Kith :3
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liauditore · 8 months
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ANON NOOOOO (yes i am implying impulse is miku)
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yours-truely-xd · 25 days
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Bugs.
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ndn-craft · 4 months
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I only managed to drawy Jausage and Skizzpule before I got distracted
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unicorn4genocide · 20 days
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A little sketch at work....
Honestly this is not my artstyle and I don't know where it came from.
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hermitscratch · 2 months
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imp n skizz + 27... the besties. did you know skizz irl sometimes kisses impulse n the cheek. to annoy him
Send me a pairing + a number! || Accepting
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."
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hmshermitcraft · 1 month
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New players getting sick isn’t all that uncommon. It’s pretty much bound to happen after all.
So when Joel and Skizz inevitably get sick, they’ll have the entire server to watch over them. (Even if Etho and Impulse are a bit jealous.)
It's a passing of the baton, they guess. They're finally on the server at the consequence of being on the server. They don't have it as bad as some have in the past - being in the life series gave them some exposure. But it's still a miserable time, especially so early on.
The biggest challenge is making sure they rest instead of building, and Etho and Impulse are glad they're not tackling that on their own!
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chipperchemical · 18 days
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even demons deserve little treats :3
skizzpulse coffee shop au snippet! chapter 1 is coming along nicely :)
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bakedtato223 · 16 days
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Boomx4 || meme || imp and Skizz ‼️YOUTUBE LINK HERE‼️
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marsmarbles · 2 months
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P..pretty please..skizzpulse
I would’ve ignored this seeing as I said I’m not doing requests, but this gave me an excuse to change up my Skizz design because I didn’t like it.
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He’s got “S”s in his eyes to match his bestie, Impulse.
Well anyways, I’m always in a Skizzpulse mood anyway.
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Skitties real
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fence-time · 1 month
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Preening time :3
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zedif-y · 1 month
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The LimLife Dick Timer AU
CONTEXT:
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The Horrible Aftermath:
"Yeah right!" Bdubs laughs, "You'd need a massive dick to fit all those numbers on there--"
Tango snorts.
"Impulse, take off your pants!"
Several heads swivel to face him, their expressions in various states of shock and disbelief. Impulse turns a bright red, "What?"
His words catch up to him-- Why the fuck did he say that?
"I just-- They were talking about--" Tango sucks in a breath, "I was kidding!"
Scar's muffling a laugh into Cleo's shoulder. Jimmy's biting his hand.
"I was kidding, guys, I'm-- It was a joke!"
"Sure, Tango." Scott snickers, "At least we know where your mind went, wow."
Impulse shuffles in place, biting his lip. "Alright, can we stop talking about my--"
"I almost wanna see if it's true now," Martyn comments, tilting his head. "I never did get a chance to see it."
Bdubs' lips twitch. Impulse spots it first, his eyes going wide.
"Bdubs," He warns. "Don't you dare--!"
Bdubs cackles, "I will neither confirm nor deny!"
Impulse sighs, relaxing.
A wide grin splits across Bdubs face, "But I definitely think the dick timer is possible."
The crowd devolves into chaos.
Impulse covers his face with his hands, "I hate it here," He says, though nobody listens. "I really hate it here."
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EXTRA: (You can fill in the blanks yourself.)
("What were you expecting?" Impulse asks, strangled. "My dick isn't gonna give you extra time."
Skizz shrugs, licking his lips. "I mean, it was worth a shot. Can you blame me for trying?")
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sprinkles62 · 1 month
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This is from Skizz’s newest hermitcraft episode and i just giggled when he started praising his best friend. I love them so much!!! <3
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coatree · 4 days
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Who’s saying it? Your guess is as good as mine
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