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24 zombiewood?

I love the drunken confession acting on things the heart wants trope and think it really fits them :3

Cleo/Martyn - a drunk kiss

word count: 408

A/N: i completely forgot to write down the confession part in my list of requests, i'm very sorry :( if you'd like me to rewrite with a confession then do tell me!! otherwise, hope you enjoy :)

prompt list is here!

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"Heyyyyy Cleooooo..." Martyn drawled out, leaning against the doorway with the elegance of a hippopotamus, "What're you up toooo?"

Cleo rolled her eyes even though Martyn couldn't see it. She sat at her desk hunched over some papers, trying and failing to focus on the task at hand -- not helped by Martyn's random intrusion from behind her. Just her luck.

"You sound drunk." Cleo declared at the wall, hearing Martyn's dopey laugh from behind them and sighing at the confirmation, "I'm busy, Martyn."

"Take a break, then..." Martyn slurred, the noise of his drunken steps across the floor loud and apparent right up until he collapsed against Cleo's back and wrapped his arms around their shoulders, hands resting in the centre of their chest, "Let's hang out!"

"What part of "busy" don't you get?" Cleo scolded, though she couldn't keep the fondness from bleeding into her voice, much to her dismay. She unattached Martyn from her body so she could spin around in the chair and face him properly. It was all but confirmed that he was slammed, but this was the final nail in the coffin: Cleo had some choice words to describe how Martyn looked right now. His only saving grace was how rosy his cheeks got when he was off his nut, which was excusably cute.

Now making eye contact, Martyn smirked and leant forward again to fall on top of Cleo, this time putting a clumsy hand on her collarbone and the other on her shoulder to stabilise himself. Once sufficiently secure and ignoring the exclamation of an angry Cleo, he pushed forwards in order to kiss the zombie.

Martyn's kiss felt, to put it nicely, sloppy. Cleo mentally tutted: it felt more like being slobbered on by a dog than actually kissed. Despite everything, Cleo pushed into it fondly, holding Martyn's cheek to try and direct him to the correct place. His lips were very warm against theirs (species difference, of course) which made the knot of disgruntled love tighten in Cleo's heart. Maybe it would be more pleasurable if he didn't taste of booze and impulsiveness but they weren't in a place to be complaining.

Martyn pulled away and immediately fell straight on top of Cleo, making the chair creak beneath them.

"Martyn!" She shouted, "I literally hate you."

"D'awwww, you love me!" Martyn retorted, and Cleo hated that he was right.

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request by @topazisnothere

Etho/Bdubs - a kiss where it hurts / no longer hurts

word count: 495

A/N: this took so long aaaa!! i couldn't settle on something to write about so i hope this suffices <3

prompt list is here!

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"I saw you hanging out with Joel over at Ravager Rush." Were the first words out of Bdubs' mouth. The second that Etho walked into the cottage on the hill and glanced into the kitchen, he spotted Bdubs sitting on the countertop, arms crossed.

"Yeah?" Etho prompted, beelining for the window so he could pull the curtains shut, careful not to knock over any of his boyfriend's meticulously-placed ornaments. Once all curtains were drawn and doors were shut, Etho reached up to pull his mask down around his chin, a sight reserved for Bdubs.

Speaking of, he heard rustling from the counter and turned to see Bdubs rummaging in a drawer underneath him. Etho headed over to lean on the counter beside Bdubs right as he fished a cereal bar out of the drawer and kicked it shut. He struggled to open it for a moment (Etho had no mask to hide his playful smile) before tearing the wrapper and biting into it.

"Yeh." Bdubs spoke with his mouth full. "Looked like you were havin' fun." Etho was about to shoot back a neutral reply, but Bdubs beat him to it, "Ever since the Life series, you have all these new friends."

"You jealous?" Etho hummed, laughing when Bdubs threw his hands in the air and looked away dismissively.

"Jealous? Who's jealous?" Bdubs huffed, taking another bite of his cereal bar as he still looked away. Etho spotted a moment of hesitation in his boyfriend, "You've just got all of these new friends and it's- it's great! And I'm all the way out here in this field, and it must be a pain to get over here to visit."

A silence spread in the kitchen. In the dim lighting, Etho could see the tiniest of shakes in Bdubs' hand which gripped the bar. When Bdubs vented like this, it was to Etho like a game of chess: you really had to get into his mossy little mind to figure out what he was actually talking about.

"You think I don't visit you enough?" Etho deduced after a moment, his suspicions confirmed by Bdubs looking back towards him, glassy-eyed.

"It's fine!" He exclaimed. "You have other friends! That's okay! I- Who cares? Not me!" Etho chuckled, reaching out a hand to hold Bdubs' face.

"You can be happy for me but still want me to hang out with you more." Etho laughed quietly, "We're both busy but I'll always make time for you. I can come over more."

In his hands like this, Bdubs looked like he might shatter.

"Oh, I feel bad now..." He mumbled, breaking eye contact and sniffing. Etho laughed again, more fond than anything.

"Don't." He settled, leaning forwards and gently kissing Bdubs. It took Bdubs a moment to kiss him back -- it was unsure and teary, but he managed.

"What'd I do to deserve you, ey?" Bdubs let out a watery laugh, lifting a hand to wipe his gathering tears. "Thanks."

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I wish I could see you

Creaking!Jimmy and Warden!Tango. Inspired by this post by @chipperchemical.

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Inktober day 6 - Trek

this one was inspired by a post by @chipperchemical talking about how jimmy could be a creaking and tango is a warden because then jimmy can finally move freely around someone bc tango is blind. i thought that was super cute and used inktober as an excuse to draw it lol

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adding onto this, he would send someone the most heartbreaking, angst-filled vent you've ever seen, and then send a tiktok of a cat dancing not 2 minutes later

grian DEFINITELY messages people like "We need to talk." and then the 'talk' is "can you get me some ice cream pls"

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more Halloween! this is how each Hermit gives out candy to trick or treaters :)

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happy October! here is what every Hermit would dress up as for Halloween. i will not be accepting criticism (joke)

Bdubs - The bottom half of a couples' horse costume

Cub - Dr Frankenstein

Doc - Frankenstein's Monster

Etho - Puts a sheet over his head and calls it a day

False - Queen of Hearts

Gem - An elaborate, entirely handmade and hand-sewed, beautiful rendition of a forest elf

Scar - Luke Skywalker

Grian - Mumbo

Hypno - Just puts on some cat ears

Jevin - Drowned / Sea creature

Impulse - Classic red demon costume

Iskall - His favourite anime character

Joe - Just wears a shirt that says "responsible adult"

Keralis - Bee

Mumbo - Vampire

Pearl - Uses the 5AM Pearl cloak for Little Red Riding Hood

Ren - Cyborg future space werewolf

Skizz - The blue M&M

Joel - Shrek

Stress - Flower, as in, puts flower petals around her head

Tango - Cowboy

Beef - Fish man.

Wels - Dark knight

xB - Bigfoot

Xisuma - Doom Guy :)

Zedaph - Honestly no-one can tell and they're too afraid to ask

Cleo - Mummy ("You thought I was gonna be a zombie huh???")

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(doodle request <3) many impulse. many, many impulse. a sea of impulses.

Just a couple impulse

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Are you going to continue your skizzpulse fanfic ? No pressure though, it’s totally alright if you lost motivation:D

yes, i will! i am determined to not leave this fic unfinished! i actually checked it this morning and realised i hadn't updated since JULY which is a crime

you're correct that i've lost motivation for it :( however, i've been combating it by writing little portions at a time and hoping it all comes together soon

i'm so glad to hear that people are still interested in it after so long!!!

i have no snippet of the newest chapter to show you, just a promise that it WILL be finished, one way or another!

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grian DEFINITELY messages people like "We need to talk." and then the 'talk' is "can you get me some ice cream pls"

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Impulse/Skizz/Grian for 9+16 with Gem watching! (They just beat Pico Park)

Grian/Impulse/Skizz - a joyful kiss, a kiss while someone else watches

word count: 351

A/N: i usually do the requests in chronological order, but i bumped this one to the top so that it wouldn't be super outdated by the time i got to it in the list :)

prompt list is here!

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One more jump and-

"We're done!" Grian cheered, stumbling over himself in the hyper excitement, "Oh my god, we're done!!" He exploded into cackling laughter, leaning over to clutch his stomach and keep his balance.

"We did it!" Skizz screamed back, pumping his fists in the air and also laughing, much more triumphant than Grian's exhaustion, "We're done! Finally!"

Without another warning, Skizz tackled Grian into a bear hug, picking him up and spinning him around as they both lost their minds with laughter. Amidst the chaos, Skizz pulled Grian in and pressed an almost desperate kiss to him, so lost in the excitement that he could hardly contain it. Grian met him back with his exact energy, kissing him back so intensely that Skizz stumbled to get his footing stable.

"We never have to look at this game again..!" Impulse exclaimed, finally making himself known with his exasperated voice, "It's over..."

"It's over!!!" Grian screamed, cackling again and jumping out of Skizz's arms. Instead, he clambered over to Impulse, wrapping clumsy arms around him and kissing him as well, much less intense than he was with Skizz but still with the build-up of six hours' worth of relief behind it. Impulse tilted his head to kiss Grian back, wrapping his arms around his waist and melting into it from his exhaustion.

The moment he pulled away, Impulse looked up to be greeted by Skizz's excited smile. Skizz leant down to Impulse, pressing an intense, passionate kiss on his lips as he was still entangled with Grian. Impulse could feel the massive grin against his face and smiled back, eventually breaking off to chuckle and close his eyes.

"Weirdos."

All three looked over at the same time to meet eyes with Gem, standing there with arms crossed and a playful smug smile. Impulse looked away in embarrassment which wasn't helped by Grian and Skizz just waving at her.

"You love us, Gemmy!" Skizz grinned.

"Not as much as you love each other."

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now that the Creaking has been revealed, i can go insane over Creaking Jimmy / Warden Tango

•Jimmy feels a freedom that he's never felt before around Tango. Very literally. Tango is blind: Jimmy can move freely around him

•Tango figures out what Jimmy looks like by feeling his face rather clumsily. Jimmy sat patiently the entire time, just pleased with that happy look on Tango's face

•If a bunch of people are around, Tango will stand in front of Jimmy and they'll shuffle around so that no-one can see him

•Tango has extremely sharp hearing, of course. He can hear his boyfriend's creaky limbs from miles away; it gives him some comfort to just listen to it

•"I wish I could see you."

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the perfect guy..

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mmmmmmmmm i have so many imp n skizz thoughts..... mwarch? :3 idc if you write these all together(somehow) or separate stories or only choose one, but here are possible things i would like to see :D

2, 5, 14, 16, 17, 24, and 30 are all. fun :]

Impulse/Skizz - a kiss where it no longer hurts, a kiss not on the lips

word count: 323

A/N: as much as i tried to fit all of the prompts into one, i just couldn't :( i had ideas for a wedding scene or a drunken confession but ultimately, i settled on this! soft skizzpulse <3

prompt list is here!

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"Where did you get all of these?" Impulse hummed, tracing his finger over Skizz's arm, nail lingering on each deep scar that littered his body. It was something he had never questioned in his history with Skizz, preferring to keep intimate and personal matters out of things as they became comfortable with each other. Now, with Skizz laying in his bed, cuddled up to him, only a tanktop and boxers on, the question had reared its head for the first time.

"Funny story, actually..." Skizz lifted a lazy hand and pointed to a random scar, "This one was from that time that I fought a shark-" Impulse scoffed, "And this one is from my encounter with Bigfoot, and this one is from an incident involving a toaster -- really, don't ask -- and this-"

"-Okay, okay, I get it." Impulse laughed finally, lightly hitting Skizz's arm to scold him, "Don't wanna say, huh?"

"Just nothing interesting." Skizz shrugged, leaning backwards fully and closing his eyes. He looked like heaven. "No sharks or Bigfoots in my stories."

"I wouldn't be surprised if there were." Impulse joked.

Impulse pushed himself up by his elbows to be higher than Skizz, taking in his beautiful form, even as the other flicked an eye open to look at him back. Caught in a lovestruck daze, Impulse only smiled and lowered himself back down, now able to press a firm kiss to one of the scars littering his angel. He shuffled down to get another, then another.

"Having fun there?" Skizz laughed, watching Impulse's gentle movements over his arms and feeling his confident kisses lighting fireworks under his skin. The other only hummed pleasantly and continued his work, peppering a kiss on every inch of Skizz.

"I'm healing you!" Impulse replied lightheartedly, finally finished with his handiwork. He snuggled back into Skizz's side and breathed out contentedly.

"You sure are." Skizz wrapped his arm around Impulse and closed his eyes again.

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i needed to design all of the 3rd life members :)

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scarian number 2?

Grian/Scar - an accidental kiss

word count: 384

A/N: i really struggled to write this one, not sure why! a bit of simple peskytimes for you :)

prompt list is here!

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It was time for Grian's favourite past time: trying to land on Scar's shoulders from the sky.

It was a game of precision, of timing, and of his flight skills: three risks that Grian loved to gamble with. He swooped up in the sky, allowing the wind to carry his wings and bring him higher, soaring over the clouds and able to see the entire beautiful skyline of Hermitcraft. His trajectory swung and he aimed himself downwards, now flying above the tips of the great redwood trees, barely skimming their leaves.

Grian scanned the area but it wasn't hard to spot Scar: he was standing on the train platform, looking up at the station and considering something to himself. The perfect unsuspecting victim.

He flexed his wings and plummeted down to the ground, controlling his direction with a learned precision. As always, he was right on track to land squarely on Scar's shoulders. A smile grew on his face as he zoomed closer and closer, his angle perfect.

The smile dropped as he saw Scar turn around, now beginning to walk up the platform. Grian needed to change his speed but the wind had blown him forward so much and he was already so close- he couldn't move and he was heading right for Scar's face.

"SCAR!" Was all he managed to exclaim before colliding straight into the other, sending them both tumbling to the ground in a mess of wings and legs and bodies. Somewhere in the tussle, Grian felt Scar's face against his, then their lips against each other's -- which, while pleasant, was really the worst timing for it. Eventually, through the scrambling, they both came to a stop with Scar sprawled out on the floor and Grian laid on top of him, exhausted.

"Why did you move?!" Grian shouted, more disappointed that his plan had failed than anything else. Scar just laughed from under him, breathless and wheezy.

"Why are you trying to assault me from the skies??" He shot back through breaths.

"I just..! Ugh!" Grian groaned, burying his face into Scar's neck and fully relaxing his body. He could feel Scar's laughs from beneath him.

"You know, if you wanted to kiss me, you could've just asked." Scar hummed, earning himself a firm punch in the arm.

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flower husbands and #19 ?

Jimmy/Scott - a long-awaited kiss

word count: 328

A/N: maybe not the most long-awaited kiss, but Jimmy was certainly waiting! set in Third Life

prompt list is here!

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"So... You know how we're husbands and all, right?" Jimmy questioned. He occupied himself with hopping on stepping stones as Scott did some aesthetic botany for their area, but now he was standing quite still on one of the pebbles. Scott didn't even look up from his potting.

"Yeah, of course." He hummed. Even without looking, he could feel how Jimmy shuffled and looked away anxiously: it was a skill of Scott's.

"And you know how husbands, well, they... kiss." Jimmy whispered the last word as if it was a cuss which made Scott giggle affectionately.

"Yes, they tend to do that." He responded sarcastically, sensing Jimmy's slight annoyance and feeding into it as he always did. "Are you proposing something here, Jimmy?"

"No!" Came the instant denial, followed by a much meeker, "Well, yes..."

Scott tutted. Without much ado about it, he pushed himself up from the ground and wiped his grubby gloves down on his botany apron, approaching Jimmy with a casual confidence that he seemed to exude constantly. He stepped over the stepping stones over to the one his canary was on and looked up at him expectantly.

"Go on then." He deadpanned.

"What- Now? Here?" Jimmy stuttered, his face flushing to a beautiful tulip pink and his wings puffing out, "Are you sure?"

Scott only rolled his eyes and reached up himself, wrapping his arms around Jimmy's neck and pulling him into a soft kiss. He smiled against his lips as he felt his husband completely shut down in his arms, completely unprepared for this situation knowing him, before he eventually wrapped his arms around Scott in return, unintentionally deepening the kiss.

After a considerable time, Scott finally pulled away to be greeted with a full view of Jimmy's beet red face and fidgeting wings. Scott laughed adoringly.

"You're my husband, Jimmy." He reminded him with a smile, "You can kiss me anytime."

"I didn't know that!!!" Jimmy squawked and looked away in stubbornness.