#SKIZZ FUCKS ME UP
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how is Skizzleman both an international terrorist mastermind who leads a crack-team of the best redstoners on the server, and the sweetest most noble man on said server? how does he do it. he creates and executes the Bread Crumb Bridge plan with no remorse and glee bordering on mania, with barely any motivation. he recognises and vocalises that he’s, and i quote, “been an unbelievable dick” to Scott and promises to leave him alone. he breaks up the allience with the Clockers. he refuses to claim the kill on Martyn despite the fact it would benefit him and it would count as a fair kill. but he refuses it, saying that it wasn’t intentional and therefore doesn’t count, man REFUSES EXTENDED TIME BECAUSE HE DIDN’T WANT THE KILL BECAUSE IT WASN’T PROPER. hell he even RECOGNISES that Grian is most likely gonna use the Ender Porter to kill him but he doesn’t disrupt it. he chooses to put that faith in Grian, knowing the risks. the duality of skizzleman i swear to god i’m not normal about him. HE’S SOMEHOW TOO NICE FOR THIS SERVER BUT HE ALSO BLEW UP BREAD BRIDGE WITH NO SHAME. HOW.
#I JUST DON'T GET IT#I SHOULD BE ACCEPTING THAT HE'S GONE OFF THE ROCKER BUT HE HASN'T#HE STILL HAS HIS MORALS HE STILL HAS A MORAL COMPASS#I JUST...MAN.#SKIZZ FUCKS ME UP#skizzleman#limited life#limited life spoilers#life series spoilers#Limlife#team ties
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let them eat dirt i guess
#im animating to cope with mumbos perma death today#this took me an hour btw#and then i went. fuck this im doing it the easy way#the cy rambles#the art stuffs !#wild life#wildlife smp#grian life series#mumbo jumbo#grian#mumbo life series#skizzleman#skizz#mumbo#skizz life series#skizzleman life series#mumbojumbo#the spanners#sub one club#the floaters#i miss when they were coming up with a new name every episode.......
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my bad for not adding skizz won't happen again
#i didnt forget him I promise I don't know why I left him out#i love zkizz this is a sin I should repent or something#tt#i think its cause I don't have a good design for him and this was a lower effort drawing and i cant just draw him normally#he has to be weird and fucked up u know#and I've drawn him a lot but I didn't want to put in the energy at the moment#same as to why they arnt laughing in this drawing#cause I can't just slap an XD face on them and call it a day cause their poses would look weirdly stiff#then I would have to complicate the poses and I didn't feel like doind that cause I'm lazy#no its cause I spent a lot of my drawing energy earlier and I didn't want to burn out so I cut a few corners#i dont know where the line is sometimes#what's low effort and what's me trying to take it easy#I hope this doesn't come off as me venting I'm trying to reflect haha#anyways silly skizz doodle#this should inspire me to stay up a little later to do a few skizz designs tho#wegh
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we almost had it all.. (tango cleo skizz team up)
#tango and skizz fail to pull any bitches except each other#imagine hoping your fave duos will team up in a series when skizztang shack up with each other every time#life series#trafficblr#life smp#secret life#life series spoilers#tangotek#zombiecleo#skizzleman#gtws#goodtimeswithscar#oh also skizz’s ripped sleeves are actually ruffled lace and tango has a pink ombre#im still hoping for team BTS but idk how much 3 middleaged dads will understand how fucking hilarious it would be to me specifically#if they named themselves that .#made heart foundation pastel boybanded coded for now in case team BTS does indeed come to pass 🤞🏼#art tag#my art
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they've all changed their skins, let's gooooo
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"So, whats on the agenda for todays scene zeddyyyy?"
She rolls her eyes, "Well, I thought I'd do something new, but blindfold you so you don't know what I'm going to do."
"Sure, I'm down for that!"
It lays down on the lab table into a jokingly seductive pose. "How do you want me miss scientist?"
Zed giggles a little but tries to stop it by biting her tounge between her teeth. She clears her throat, "Ahem well, bottoms off but, you can do whatever you want with the top."
It starts taking off the shorts it opted for today, wiggling a bit to get the tight latex over it's hips.
"Oh I can do whatever I want with the top hm? Well you better come over here then."
Zed rolls her eyes again, "Be serious! Or I'll gag you."
Bunny smirks, "Oh noooo, how terrible that would be."
"Oh shush," Zed says as she walks over with the blindfold. She holds it out for Bunny to look at, "It's got a custom curse of binding, if I put it on you, only I can take it off you, you okay with that?"
It nods eagerly, "That sounds so fun and so interesting, you'll tell me about how you did it after?"
"Of course! I've been dying to tell someone about it but I also wanted to keep it a surprise; I didn't know who I was going to use it on first so you'd be hearing about it even if you didnt want to honestly."
"Right I'll put it on you, and then get you layed down safely okay?"
"Got it."
Zed is gentle as she places the blindfold on, mindful of Bunnys ears and hair, ties it securely, takes a step back to admire and smiles before gently pushing Bunny to lay down.
"Now, where do I even start," Zed starts talking out loud to herself, part of why Bunny likes scenes with Zed, she speaks a lot, like it's just a subject of an experiment, which in most cases, it is. Honestly it's probably had more sex with Zed on the lab table than in a real bed.
It feels Zed pushing it's legs apart, "Oh! both today hm? Well thats more fun for me!"
Theres a moment and then Bunny can hear Zed clattering around with, something, it's not entirely sure, could be several things - or Zed just forgot where she put whatever it is shes looking for.
The noise stops and then Zed is petting at the base of its ears, Bunny practically melts at that, shes done enough experimenting that she knows exactly where to pet to make that happen.
Zed stops after a couple of minutes, deeming Bunny relaxed enough to get on with the next stage, reaching to trace the hidden seam she knows is along its chest and abdomen.
Bunny shivers at the touch, finally getting a vauge idea of what today might be about.
Its chest is open, machine guts fully on display, Zed poking at a few wires, and - Bunny thinks - taking notes about it all.
The anticipation and clinical behaviour has had it half hard this whole time and prpbably wet enough for a couple fingers straight away. Bunny shivers, arm twitching as Zed touches a certain wire, theres a pause, then she touches another wire. The specific wire shes identified as controlling some sort of pleasure (shes not exactly sure yet but more testing will be sure to help) drawing a small groan from Bunny.
Bunny feels a strange sensation on the wire, then a lot. All at once. And it's all it can focus on.
By the time it stops, Bunny is drooling slightly, and is sure its dick and hole are both leaking.
It hears Zeds voice, "This next bit might hurt."
Bunny lets out a breathless, "Bring it on."
The next thing it feels is so much more than before, it wants to grab and pull away whatever is doing this but. It can't move, it struggles. Realises it's restrained.
Fuck, tears start falling, but they're hidden by the blindfold as the panic starts to set in.
"Red red red, Zed please stop I can't, get these off please, I can't red."
The sensation stops as soon as it says the safeword, but the restraints dont come off.
"Zed let me go, let me out, I can't-"
Its still struggling, trying to fight out of the restraints.
"Hey, hey Bunny I'm trying to get them off but you need to try and stay still yeah?"
Fuck, Bunny is sobbing now, the panicked fight dissapearing as it just lays there.
The blindfold coming off is the next thing it registers, realises its free of the bindings, Zed is gently holding its hands and had coaxed it into a sitting position.
"Hey you're okay, c'mon lets get you somewhere nicer than this."
Bunny doesnt speak, just follows as zed guides it through her base to the cozy bedroom thats shared with her husbands.
Bunny still feels unsure what to do with itself and just stands in the doorway as zed busies herself with who knows what.
Bunny comes back to itself again and its sat next to Zed in the large bed, a pair of colourful boxers on - probably skizz or tangos - and Zedaph, fussing over it.
Bunny pulls its legs up to its chest and lays its head on its knees, arms wrapping around the legs.
"Sorry."
It's the first thing its said since the scene - or well the ending of it.
Zed has a slightly uncomfotable look on her face, "No, you don't need to apologise at all, its on me," she pauses, holding out some water for Bunny, which it takes.
"Was it the pain, or the restraints?"
Bunny holds up two fingers, sipping at the water.
"Right okay, is this an everytime thing or?"
"Pretty much." It shrugs.
"Can I ask why?"
Bunny doesnt really want to share but, Zed looks so earnest, so worried, it caves. But only a bit.
"Trauma stuff, y'know how it is."
Zed looks down, nods, "Yeah, I do."
She takes a deep breath and blows it out before looking up again, "Is there anyone who knows more that you'd rather be here than me? or be here as well?"
Bunny shrugs, "Not really, I think Etho vaugely knows something but I've not said anything, and from what I've heard Etho is not great at aftercare anyway."
Zed grimaces a little at that but nods, "Yeah, Etho tries but, not the best."
"Just more people in general being normal might help though? You could ask the guys to come over?"
Zed nods, pulling out her communicator, "You sure? They're pretty noisy sometimes."
Bunny smiles a little, "Yeah, I'm sure, noise is a good distraction sometimes.'
Zed sends a message and puts her communicator down, ignoring the immediate pings of responses, "They'll be here soon."
Skizz bursts into the room a fraction of a second later.
"Bunny! And Zed! I hope you're ready for cuddles!" He smiles wide, sharp teeth on display, but so unintimidating."
Bunny cant help but smile a little more as Skizz bounds over.
"Hey buddy! Ooooh you're wearing a Skizz special! The paint zags!"
"What?" Zed beats Bunny to the question.
"Well, those specific pair, those are the paint zags."
"Do you name all of your underwear?"
"No! Don't be silly! Just the ones that aren't a clear design. And I mean those *are* paint zags."
Bunny tunes out the details as it finishes off the water, waving at Impulse as he steps into the room, completely unnoticed by the other two who are either still bickering about naming underwear or the conversation has devolved because of 5 different tangents, Bunny doesn't really have the energy to care or to figure out which it is.
Impulse sits himself down next to Bunny, offering it a cookie, "From Scars, still warm."
"Still warm? You spoil me."
He gently nudges it with his shoulder, "Well, maybe you're secretly my favourite, don't tell them though." He nods his head at Zed and Skizz, who were now holding hands and she was seated in his lap, still continuing their conversation.
"Yeah, they're a bit too weird for you huh?"
That gets a laugh out of Impulse, "Yeah, maybe, at least you're normal huh?"
That gets a scoffed laugh out of Bunny.
"I mean compared to most of you hermits I probably am pretty normal, although, not sure this is normal aftercare."
Impulse shrugs, "Aftercare doesn't have to be anything specific, as long as all people involved in the scene end up feeling okay then its fine, even if it is a little unconventional."
"Mmm, I suppose," It finally takes a bite of the cookie, groaning at the wonderful tase and flopping into Impulse slightly, "Thank you so much for this."
Impulse gently puts an arm around it, "No worries," Before turning his head, "Tango stop lurking over there, and come over here."
Bunny feels the slight heat from tango as he approaches, "Hey." She waves at it.
"Hey." Bunny waves back, very halfheartedly, energy waning a lot
Tango smiles at it, you should get some sleep.
"Mmmm only if you keep my pillow warm."
"Sure."
Bunny watches through half lidded eyes as Tango snuggles himself into Impulses other side.
"You've got youre very own podcast background noiseificator to fall asleep to as well huh." She says, gesturing at the other two, who seemed to now be talking about... eggs?
Bunny nods slightly, "They're pretty good at it honestly."
"Zeds voice has always been quite soothing." Agrees Impulse.
Bunny mmms in agreement, falling into the arms of sleep.
#mine#freakbunnybot#DONT LOOK AT ME IM CRINGE#but yeah bunny doesnt liek restraints. but like. it doesnt talk abt it bc then it thinks ppl will ask. so it just never brings it up in any#way like not pos or neg. and doesnt even do it to other people.#zed feels bad abt this but its mostly bunnys fault honestly.#also what zed was doing was like. connecting the certain wires for pleasure pain ir whatever. to electricity to make the sensation constant#bunny would have liked it if not for the restraint but also. fully would have pulled it off itself if not for the restraints#like normally bunny is pretty decent with pain but that is like. so all encompassing ovrrwhelming (in a sexy way) but yeah#sorry i have to share the extra yhoughts in the tags#and yeah skz is a weirdo dont ask.#btw bunny doesnt mind that skizz was like taking all of zeds attention bc it knows that like. this was hard on zed too but it didnt have th#energy to help with zed bc of the panic attack and dissociation. so. yeagh.#sorry this is so cringe im in physical pain posting this <- being fucking dramatic.#also dont worry bunny & zed do get to havr their convo abt tbe personalised curse of binding#oh also gitl zed & he/she tango#1618 words. btw. this is great for me. yippeeee
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i’ve been drawing faces for so long that i think it’s somehow making me forget what they look like
#wip#everyone up to impulse was technically done ages ago but i redid all of them except impulse and scott because#the way i draw faces changed So Much that it was throwing me off#but those two were fine#i don’t fucking know how to draw skizz#but the last 3 i Can do i think i’m just too tired to do more rn#and i might end up redoing lizzie#on a brighter note this is reassuring me that i don’t have same face syndrome or whatever#i’ve gotten pretty good about that over the years#i think they all look pretty different at least
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cant believe how oblivious i was as a child to how messed up lizzie's childhood was
#crunchyposts#mcyt#ldshadowlady#rewatched a couple of old lizzie and joel vids for nostalgia and i was like i should watch the draw my life. and oh my god#i only realized like when i got into the life series and got more into mcyt again#how fucked up it was and i went to the comments and everyone was going through the same thing#anyways now im watching her imp and skizz pod episode#rewatching that draw my life did heal me a little bit now that im closer to the age she was when she filmed this#im assuming????? i was a Small Child when i first watched it i dont remember how old i was dont think about my age#i was posting about being in high school last year im young#but i also did go through a pretty. fucked time and her saying like you can get better#because of the bad things that happened or in spite of it????? who knows but i love doing stuff out of spite so either works
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meat trolley ?????????
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It's pretty incredible that Skizz was the first person to permakill in the life series (twice!) and then died in a bloodlust-fuelled rage, but then proceeded to be a sweet pacifist angel ever since.
#3rd life really fucked everybody up#I have a theory that skizz planned to die in that final charge#to the point that he asked the enemy red lives to log off so he wouldn’t permakill them too#why didn't he eat his golden apple? he just made a huge deal about giving them to his allies#this series makes me so unwell#3rd life#3rd life smp#last life smp#limited life smp#skizzleman
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hermitcraft grad residence au my beloved.
#im writing a chatfic and its . this is what it is#inspired by my own residence experience#theres an engineering cohort w like iskall etho tango doc#and theyre brewing alcohol in their dorm rooms#(actual thing that happened on the engineering floor btw)#poultryman is running wild on the weekends and nobody can stop him#skizz is the floor event coordinator on one floor and keeps assigning mandated therapy sessions#x is the senior resident assistant who has a front of being tired and over everything but is also causing chaos#someone stole the door from the lounge on the 7th floor and nobody knows who the fuck did it or where it went#mumbo blew up the floor microwave trying to make a Contraption out of it#bdubs dorm room is covered in moss.#pearl is tired of cleaning up the lounges after everyone but shes the omly one who will do it#gem has started an underground fighting ring with grads and undergrads alike#on weekends scar goes to every tower and every floor and tries to scam drunk people out of their money#it works TOO WELL#stress has started a ‘roll around in the dirt after class’ event and its surprisingly popular#she tracks it everywhere and nobody has the heart to tell her to stop#anyways i should be workkng#rosie talks#hermitcraft#need more ideas. talk to me. i am procrastinating my work
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Skizz week day 2 lets GOO!!!!
I apologize for the lack of polish on these. I have seemingly caught a cold and am also in the middle of important schoolwork. But hey, it's better than nothing!
Anyway, this is kind of a sneak peek into an AU I've been working on. It doesn't have a name yet, but it sure exists! I hope I can post about it more when I have more things to work with!
Once again, thank you to @skizzlemanweek for todays prompt!
Prompt 2: Hybrid/AU
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Impulse has lost his mind.
That's the only logical conclusion to this situation. To him sitting here on his dead best friend's bed while talking to said best friend who's apparently ascended to godhood? But he doesn't know what kind of God he is yet somehow? He also may have given Impulse some knowledge about the divine that Impulse is 75% sure he isn't supposed to know, even as his best god friend's semi-accidental oracle and/or priest. Probably. Maybe.
It's been a rough couple of hours, to say the least.
"Impulse! You're not listening to me!" A voice, Skizz's voice, echoes through his head. Impulses hands fly to his ears as he groans in pain. "Control your volume, dude! You're gonna blow out my ears!" He hisses.
"Oh...! Sorry...!" Skizz whisper-yells in response, although not without a mischievous giggle. Oh gods above, Impulse was gonna have to deal with SKIZZ. TALKING IN HIS BRAIN. UNINTERUPRABLY. FOR THE FORSEEABLE FUTURE. He shakes his head to try and get rid of that awful realization and quickly moves to change the subject before Skizz catches on.
"Alright, so. You became a God, but you don't know what of. So you appeared back here and found me. And you want me to help you figure out what you are the God of. Did I get that right?" He summarizes, looking at the faint blue outline of his best friend sitting on the same bed they spent years having pillow fights on in their youth-
Skizz sticks out his hand and does a so-and-so motion. "Well, yeah...But since I picked you as my oracle, as in my special important mortal representative guy, you're also gonna have to start my cult and get people to worship me!" He exclaims, clearly excited at the prospects.��
"Wow, we really got a Mr. Humble Guy over here," Impulse deadpans.
"HEY! You know I'm not in it for the fame, man! Even though I am really handsome and my godly muscles are huge!" Skizz huffs in mock offense. Impulse rolls his eyes in response.
But instead of another sarcastic quip, the barely visible parts of Skizz's face soften into something dangerously genuine. "I mean it, dude. Think about it. Think about how cool this is gonna be. Think about how deadly we are as a duo now that we have divine power behind us. Think about how many people we can help!"
"But we don't even know what you're the God of!" Impulse snaps with a glare. "How are we supposed to get people to join in on this when we can't gurantee anything?! And don't say 'We'll make something up', you KNOW I'm a TERRIBLE liar! I can't lead a whole freaking cult by myself! I need yo-"
His throat closes up. He can't say that. Because that would mean Skizz couldn't help him, that his best friend was...not with him in some way. That he was alone in this, for now. No, no it's too raw. He breaks eye contact as his eyes snap towards a corner of the room. He draws in a shaky breath and blinks rapidly.
"Dipple Dop..." Skizz's tone is...sad. He reaches out towards Impulse before remembering that he can't really...touch him. Nor can he touch anything mortal, really. He needs belief for that, followers who believe in him.
A sigh leaves him as he retracts his hand. "I know this is a lot for you. To be honest, it's a lot for me too. You're scared, and I'm scared. And you're probably thinking something like: 'This is a total disaster, we're so screwed'-"
Huh, that was...exactly what Impulse was thinking. To the word. Weird.
"-but man, dude, my homieh buddeah-"
Impulse can't help but snort at that one. The man is a god now, and yet he's still just Skizz.
"We got all the time in the world to do this. We don't have to rush this. We'll make a plan. We'll do our research! The big fancy library we used to study at had a bunch of books about the gods and stuff, remember? Maybe we can find the step-by-step guide to finding your godly trait and a "How to Cult for Dummies"! Gee, wouldn't that be convinient!"
They're both giggling now. Why? They don't fully know. Probably the absurdity of sneaking into a royal library to read the most suspicious books of all time is getting to them. But, somehow, there's a glow of warmth in Impulse's chest. A feeling he's been missing ever since Skizz unwillingly left the mortal realm for the divine.
Hope.
As the giggling dies down, a timid smile settles on Impulse's face. Gods, how does Skizz do it? How does he make Impulse believe in some new goal that fast? Well, he supposes he can blame it on magical god powers now. Hell yeah.
He takes a deep breath in, jumps off the bed, and stands up. "Alright, I'm in. What's the worst that could happen?" He says with attempted confidence. Despite Skizz certainly detecting his lingering anxiety, he jumps up (or well, floats) up in the air beside him with a barely seeable hand pumped up in the air.
"Allllright!!! Imp and Skizz are reunited and back on the case! I love it!" He cheers.
Impulse wastes no time in heading to their shared kitchen and grabbing a snack for the road. The library isn't far (perks of living in the capital) but hey, emotional rollercoasters tend to leave ya a bit tired. A snack for the road never hurt anybody!
Skizz unexpectedly chuckles. "Except that one time you decided to shove jello in your backpack," he points out.
Impulse freezes.
"...Are there more things in my head than just your voice?" He questions while slowly turning around to face Skizz. Skizz, in response, raises an eyebrow.
"Of course! I know everything going on in there! That's what happens between a God and their oracle!" He says like it's common knowledge.
"So you know all my deep dark secrets now?"
"Well, kinda!"
"Does the "kinda" include how much I missed you?"
"Awww yeah!!! I know you love me soooo muuuchhh now!"
"God damn it- I hate you. You SUCK."
At Impulse's overly sulky tone, Skizz giggles like the sacred bastard he is. And once again, something cozy and soft glows and grows in Impulse's chest. It feels...good. Happy. Like it's right as it should be. And looking at the faded form of his best friend, he knows Skizz feels it growing too.
Maybe, even with all the responsibility and having Skizzleman but now with divine powers in his head 24/7, this won't be so bad.
Maybe this could become something great.
#skizzleman#impulsesv#skizz week 2#skizz week#my writing#Unnamed God Skizz Oracle Impulse AU#hermitfic#THE COLD MIGHT FUCK ME UP BUT THE GRIND NEVER ENDS PEOPLE#I WILL COMPLETE SKIZZ WEEK
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something something tango literally burning that bridge. something something skizz breaking his promise to run into danger for tango. something something scar not even caring to kill skizz himself. im mentally unwell.
#sl spoilers#i watch tango which is nice because it means that i only have 17 minutes to analyse#i am coping so hard rn#THEY WERE SO NICE TO HIM#and then they WERENT#and its FUCKING ME UP MORE THAN IT REASONABLY SHOULD#i went into this with low expectations. and skizz and tango beat those#so i thought they were good#god damn it#jimmys curse broke. whatever. tangos didnt
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the tragic end to this was just a messy breakup instead
guys, i think the hermits are going to accidentally start a prank war again. because just like last time, a game of telephone has begun. first, false made iskall's build into ''false beans,'' her shop from the previous season. however, to give herself plausible deniability, she signs it with "love, Joel. x" due to his username, smallishbeans.
next, iskall sees this, and completely believes it. he thinks it was joel who pranked him, and as he says to pearl while showing off the sign, which he kept even after tearing the prank down, "joel gave me a kiss." in his most recent video, he pranks joel by sending him loads of anonymous messages in order to completely spam and fill his inbox, preventing him from getting any more mail, with notes such as "thinking about you. x"
of course, joel is going to have absolutely no context for this, because he didn't make the initial prank. so who is joel going to assume sent him all those messages while he was away on holiday? well, i have a guess.
etho.
#hermitcraft#joel smallishbeans#iskall85#im fucking crying what WAS THAT#he DID try to gaslight joel into thinking it was etho and then immediately gave up on it only AFTER he got caught#man couldn't resist tweeting at him too T - T revealing his identity immediately#joel asking ''you're not gonna make me make you an armor stand of me kissing you right'' and iskall basically saying#''no of course not. i just want an armor stand of you. that i can kiss.''#there is something wrong with these men <3#my theory here is that the other men who are obsessed with each other already have sort of settled in. etho and bdubs for example#and so new people coming in that makes a bit of a splash. but no one can just go be obsessed with skizz bc he's taken#he has two hermitcraft husbands already and that's the maximum allowed. (impulse and tango)#one could argue that every person on the server has two people to be obsessed with on the server#like grian has mumbo and scar to be obsessed with#i could make a chart#anyway
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Lifers x Crane Wives
I saw someone comment on a life series TikTok or something to try and pair all of the lifers to a crane wives song, without repeating songs. so obviously I spent an hour doing it
Grian—Tongues & Teeth (self explanatory if you’ve EVER heard this song)
Scar—Steady, Steady (this whole song is about how their partner is walking out but they still want to be “wild and free” which is just SO Scar coded)
Tango—Ancient History (he keeps teaming up with Skizz and I feel like this song vibes with that, it also just feels very Tango)
Skizz—Icarus (this man always gives himself up for his teammates I swear, and he fuels them to keep going. It also says “oh brother, brother” which feels like Skizz talking to any of his teammates to me)
Impulse—Allies or Enemies (Impulse has been very iffy on a lot of his alliances throughout the seasons, especially in third life and with the amount of playing all sides that man has done this songs feels right)
Cleo—The Glacier House (this. this is literally just her leaving Fairy Fort. The song is talking to/about her from probably Lizzie’s perspective, but like the last line is 100% as if Cleo was speaking)
Bdubs—Unraveling (Bdubs relies so heavily on his teammates, and when he doesn’t have that stability *cough* Etho *cough* he just kinda doesn’t know what to do so this song fits)
Mumbo—Keep You Safe (this man is by no means an aggressive/reckless player [see: Joel or Martyn] and he feels like he’s just here for the vibes and honestly? Love that for him. This song is about fear not keeping you safe and watching your friends run high risks, which just is very accurate to how Mumbo plays this series. I also feel like he could fit Rockslide when he goes red cause he goes from standstill to “drop dead sprint” in terms of aggression)
Lizzie—Shallow River/New Colors (Lizzie is the only one I put as two because both of these songs are just so fitting. Shallow river—“wasted all for the title, wasted all for the crown” reminds me of Lizzie trying to kill Scott and ending up dying herself instead. I also feel like parts of it could be dead Lizzie talking to Joel, the only person who is really mourning her. New Colors—“don't tell me that I can't, I need this“ and “I give up my air, to breathe” also feel very accurate with how she is trying so hard and just keeps failing )
Jimmy—Canary in a Coal Mine (no further context needed, we all know Timmy)
Scott—Little Soldiers (this is very flower husbands, but also just feels like Scott looking back on the last seasons including Pearl, Jimmy, Martyn, all his reluctant exes. Also this man is the watchers’ like least favorite person ever and this gives that vibe)
Pearl—Ribs (i changed this from New Discovery because Ribs is entirely about somewhat angrily protecting and helping yourself because nobody else would, and it really strikes me as Pearl with the some things having been good (Gaslight Gatekeep Girlboss) and some being bad (divorce quartet))
BigB—Not the Ghost (this man is so incredibly odd, he just constantly feels like he is being haunted by the watchers and just going about his life, he is the human personification of gaslight and we love that for him)
Martyn—The Hand That Feeds (he HATES the watchers with every ounce of his being, and with Ren gone I think this guy’s only purpose is just to spite them)
Joel—Sleeping Giants (go listen to it. That’s all there is to it, it just feels very Joel-ish, this lad is absolutely fucking mental)
Ren—Once & for All (this song feels like war and being betrayed, and Ren has been betrayed so much so it just fits. I mean come on “my blood’s forever on your hands” tell me that isn’t 100% something Ren would say)
Gem—Show Your Fangs (Girlboss moment, we love Geminislay. This woman is not someone to be underestimated and this song very clearly says that so it’s very Gem in my head. She doesn’t have enough lore yet to make it angsty but ONE DAY)
Etho—Never Love An Anchor (I can’t explain it, this song just has Etho vibes. I mean “It’s a secret I keep tucked inside my chest” just seems very him, I can’t really tell you why)
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Operational Log from the Government Institute for Ghost Supervision (G.I.G.S.):
AGENTS: “ImpulseSV”, “Skizzleman”, “Grian”, “GoodTimesWithScar”
SUPERVISOR: [Redacted]
[Impulse has submitted a request for ‘$2000’ for reason ‘Van’]
SUPERVISOR: Hi boys. Pleasure to be working with you. Can you give a better reason than ‘van’ for why you need two fucking thousand American dollars?
IMPULSE: Oh, sorry sir. We just need to replace some things in the van.
GRIAN: By which he means everything in the van.
SUPERVISOR: You lost ALL YOUR EQUIPMENT?
IMPULSE: You’re new, aren’t you, sir. Have you…met Scar?
SUPERVISOR: I have your personnel files. What does this have to do with Scar?
GRIAN: Oh, you’ll find out.
IMPULSE: Our last supervisor just sort of, uh, approved things. I’ve got receipts.
SKIZZ: We’re at the school, guys! Stop chatting and get in there!
IMPULSE: Gotta go!
[crackle]
GRIAN: Okay, so Scar, Impulse and Skizz are in the building. So far we’ve got the power turned on but no clues. There’s a spooky sort of bonfire in the main hall. Got skulls on it.
SCAR: I lit the bonfire!
GRIAN: Breaking news, Scar has lit the bonfire.
SUPERVISOR: Why did you light the bonfire!? You could draw the attention of a ghost!
GRIAN: Yeah, Skizz, why did you let Scar set something on fire? Pretty irresponsible.
SKIZZ: [noise of incoherent outrage] You try stopping him, buddy.
GRIAN: Can’t, I’m in the van. [further noise of outrage from Skizz]. Impulse is reporting EMF Level 5—didn’t anyone set up cameras? What kind of team doesn’t set up cameras? We’ve got a new supervisor to impress.
SUPERVISOR: Cameras should not be set up during a mission! You should have set them up in the daytime!
IMPULSE: We could use some cameras.
SKIZZ: GRIAN, YOU GET IN HERE, BUDDY.
GRIAN: Okay, okay, fine! I’ll get the cameras.
SUPERVISOR: Why are you risking the whole team in the building at the same—
[Scar has submitted request for ‘$5’ for reason ‘glowsticks’]
SUPERVISOR: Why on god’s green earth do you need glowsticks!?
SKIZZ: Scar, those don’t do anything.
SCAR: They keeps you safe from ghosts!
SKIZZ: What, because they’re too cool for raves?
SCAR: I want glowsticks or I’m resigning.
SUPERVISOR: You can’t resign in the middle of mission!
IMPULSE: Haunt! Everyone quiet!
SUPERVISOR: Wait, a real haunt? That’s highly dangerous! Get out!
[crackle]
IMPULSE: False alarm, that noise was Skizz and Scar frying hot dogs.
[Scar has submitted request for ‘$1’ for reason ‘needs salt’]
SUPERVISOR: Not approved! You’re not supposed to fry hotdogs on an eldritch bonfire!
SKIZZ: We were hungry!
GRIAN: Wait, you guys have hotdogs in there? I’m coming in.
IMPULSE: Oh, wait—wait—yep, there’s the haunt.
[crackle]
GRIAN: Well, Scar’s dead.
SUPERVISOR: Oh god! What!
IMPULSE: I was wondering why they didn’t get attacked. Just a slow ghost, I guess.
SUPERVISOR: An agent is dead and you’re joking!?
GRIAN: Oh, he’ll be fine.
SKIZZ: I got some tarot cards here.
SUPERVISOR: Don’t touch the cursed items! Find your colleague’s body!
[crackle]
SCAR: I hate all of you. You left me to die.
SUPERVISOR: What? Just a goddamn minute. That was a joke? Agent Scar is alive?
IMPULSE: Scar, buddy, cheer up.
SCAR: Grian shut a door in my face!
SUPERVISOR: One agent impeded another’s investigation?
SCAR: Yeah! I was impuded!
GRIAN: What! How is this my fault! A ghost was coming at me and I shut a door!
SCAR: And killed me!
GRIAN: That sounds like a you problem.
SCAR: Sir, I want to file a complaint. About Grian.
SUPERVISOR: Well, put in a placeholder and we’ll—
[Scar has submitted file ‘grain Complaint’]
[Grian has submitted file ‘Grian’s Official Resignation Letter’]
SUPERVISOR: Boys, this sounds like it’s gotten heated, let’s take it offline. Agent Scar, we’ll look into this later. Agent Grian, put your resignation on hold.
IMPULSE: They do this a lot.
SKIZZ: It’s affection. You love each other.
SCAR: I love Grian not murdering me.
GRIAN: I love Scar saving me some hot dogs. Oh wait, he didn’t.
SKIZZ: C’mon, fellas, where’s this ghost?
IMPULSE: We gotta use some of these cursed items.
GRIAN: I vote Scar looks in the haunted mirror. Anyone else want to volunteer? No? See, vote carried.
[Scar has submitted file ‘Im Resigning’]
[Grian has submitted file ‘I’m Resigning HARDER’]
[Scar has submitted file ‘No your not’]
[Last 3 requests have been denied]
SUPERVISOR: How on earth do you work with them?
[Grian has submitted file ‘Turbo Resignation Letter’]
IMPULSE: Oh, me and Skizz have got a knack for it, sir. You just have to let them work it out. Or shut one of them up for the ghost to get.
[Last 1 request has been denied]
SUPERVISOR: Boys, this is sounding like a really dangerous situation and I think you should get out of there. I’m calling a retreat.
SKIZZ: Gimme the mirror, I’ll try saying the ghost’s name.
SUPERVISOR: Did you hear me? Is this thing on? Saying the name is EXPLICITLY the one thing that is unsafe to do on missions!
GRIAN: Huh. Maybe we should have read the manual.
SKIZZ: Just let me do it, sir, we get results.
SUPERVISOR: Are you four always like this?
IMPULSE: Oh, no. Usually these missions go much worse.
SUPERVISOR: No! No, nobody is looking in any cursed mirrors! I have eighty successful mission supervisions under my belt—
SCAR: Sounds uncomfortable.
SUPERVISOR: Our department has a clean record of no agent deaths—
GRIAN: Oh damn, I knew I should have submitted our reports.
SUPERVISOR: And I—What reports?
IMPULSE: Don’t tell him about the reports!
SUPERVISOR: Is this data right? You haven’t sent in a report in… five YEARS?
GRIAN: One thing and another, you know.
SUPERVISOR: No! Enough! You are the WORST team I have ever worked with and every practice you have is UNSAFE and I bet one of you is looking in the cursed mirror RIGHT NOW—
[crackle]
[crackle]
GRIAN: Scar’s dead again.
SUPERVISOR: [calming breath] Okay, you lot clearly have your jokes, like last time, but I need you to know that’s not funny.
GRIAN: I can get a picture of how he ragdolled. His head’s on backwards. It’s hilarious.
[Grian has submitted photo file lol.jpg]
SUPERVISOR: … That … that is a man who has been killed by a malevolent spirit! That spirit is deadly!
SKIZZ: Funny, the ones they send us on are always deadly.
IMPULSE: Get him back to the van.
SUPERVISOR: LEAVE IMMEDIATELY! I AM CALLING AN AMBULANCE!
IMPULSE: You don’t need to do that—
GRIAN: Hey! Dots! I just saw dots!
SKIZZ: Yes! Mark off dots!
IMPULSE: Sweet, we’ve got it! It’s a White Lady! Let’s go, guys!
SUPERVISOR: Is anyone listening? Is anyone listening to me?
[crackle]
SUPERVISOR: Come in. Come in.
SUPERVISOR: I know you’re driving back. Answer your goddamn radio.
SCAR: Well, hello there.
SUPERVISOR: This is very serious. I have to report Agent Scar’s death—Agent Scar? Is that you?
SCAR: The one, the only!
SUPERVISOR: You were dead!
SCAR: Oh, yeah, but then they brought me into the van and we left.
SUPERVISOR: How—what—
SCAR: I dunno, ask Impulse! I’m usually dead by this point.
SUPERVISOR: Agent Impulse! How!
IMPULSE: Me and Skizz have been doing this a long time, sir. Guess we’ve just got a knack.
SUPERVISOR: A knack for—a knack for—I’m going to get a drink.
SCAR: Toast our great success. Hey, hey, Grian, that’s my hot dog. I died for that hot dog!
GRIAN: You weren’t looking! Finder’s keepers!
IMPULSE: Careful of the wheel, guys, careful of the wheel—
SUPERVISOR: I’m never working with your team again!
SKIZZ: Yeah? I get ya, buddy. See you next week.
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