#skulk pix

[convexicalcrow]

the skulk cub hyperfixation is so bad i spent the past three days teaching myself davinci resolve so i could bring this vision to life you're welcome

song: if eternity should fail - iron maiden clips/audio taken from: shubble - new life ep 4 cub - hc9 eps 23, 43, 46, 47, 48, 109, 110 thunder sfx from pixabay

[floweroflaurelin]

~Chill Minecraft Tunes to Write Your Archaeology Thesis To~

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Thanks so much for your help in populating Pix’s office! This is one of the more involved shots from the animatic I’ve been working on and I wanted to pack it with as many details as possible. Any suggestions that didn’t make it into this shot will probably end up in the one set in the Museum!

I painted most of this in the airport on my way to meet up in person with the other mods of @mcytblrsexymen — spent a weekend touring museums and hanging out with @/theminecraftbee, @/magicalmanhattanproject, and like a dozen more tumblr friends and mutuals 😆 It was my first time in the USA! I got my purse stolen and lost all my IDs and money and my epipen! (My first mistake was being too gay in the Smashburger, it’s a long story. It’s okay though, I’m getting things replaced now that I’m back in Canada ✨🇨🇦)

But yeah, I had a ton of fun on the trip and on this painting! Peek under the cut for a full list of the all the Pixlriffs-related Easter eggs I crammed in :P

Easter eggs:

- His classic striped jumper

- Singing fish that’s a cod

- Neptune the ghost cat

- Candle from the Vigil

- Mezalean urn

- Skulk sample that’s escaped containment

- Winchester figurine

- Toy Sheriff

- Lizzie’s Ocean Orb

- Four blue books in his stripes’ pattern

- Survival Guides vol. 1 through 3 on the shelf

- Currently hidden behind him is a framed selfie of ZloyXP

- History and Law degrees on the wall

- Diamond pickaxe

- The guitar from his stream background

- My Saint Pearl painting ^_^

- Copper lamp

- Mug of tea

- Celery growing on the desk (reference to his partner)

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Also one more bonus for you, I made my own sexyman merch to wear on the trip because, as the designer, I have that power ;)

Photo taken by @/antimony-medusa 📸

[rhapsoddity]

Hi do you have a list of what everyone’s powers are? And whose a villain/hero/vigilant?

I'll list hybrids as well BC sometimes hybrid status can affect powers lol

It's been a hot minute since I last listed these out lol some I've tweaked

HEROES

Stratos - Super strength, flight

Sanctuary - plant growth / manipulation

Cuteguy - Avian hybrid - Energy constructs (weapons), flight (avian)

Hotguy - Vex hybrid - enhanced aim, gliding (vex), minor memory manipulation (vex)

Xisumavoid - pocket dimension (void)

Pyrolisk - Pyrokenisis

Dippledop - Electrokenisis

Skizzleman - Healing

VIGILANTES

The Sheriff - avian hybrid - understands animals / animals understand him

Hex - Levitation / telekinesis

Huntress - moobloom hybrid - Super strength

Apollo - light and darkness manipulation

Orion - power mimicry

Evil x - Powerless

Wormman - Powerless

VILLAINS

Spectrum - Colour manipulation

Owenge - llama hybrid - Colour manipulation (orange only)

Hephaestus - Enhanced hearing, night vision

The Kraken - hydrokenisis

Styx - vex hybrid - minor charmspeak (vex), infected by skulk

Helsknight - Pyrokenisis

CIVILIANS

Mayor Lizzie - cat hybrid - powerless

Ariana Grande - Avian hybrid - Energy constructs (weapons)

Hermes - Electrokenisis

Eddie - Rabbit hybrid

Gem - enhanced hearing

Pix - powerless

Zedaph - powerless

Xornoth - Mind control

[amethystfairy1]

Questions for TTSBC you're up for it :3

What last name does the avian trio use? We know Oli & Sausage use Riffs 'cause Pix is their legal guardian so would they use Doc & Etho's last name(s) assuming they have one?

2. What are all the species-specific traits of hybrids/mutants? We know avians can manipulate weight 'cause of False and blazeborns can manipulate heat to an extent, but what about the rest of the species we've met or seen?

Thank you! :D

Meanwhile at the University Architecture Department

"So, who did you get for Architecture History?"

"Professor Goodtimes! And you're taking Structures right? With who?"

"Professor Slab."

...

Doc never had a surname because he came through the wardship program, so there was really only one option.

Anyway 🤪

SPECIES SPECIFIC TRAITS!

Avians: Manipulating Weight of Objects

Blaze-borns: Manipulating heat/fire

Cat Hybrids: Speed Boosts via channeling glamor through their bodies

Dog Hybrids: Strength Boost via channeling glamor through their bodies

Voidwalkers: Teleporting and walking on walls

Bat Hybrids: Manipulating their own weight

Warden Mutants: Sonic Screams and connection to skulk and skulk-related fauna.

That's everyone I have for now! Check back in if I end up coming up with anyone else!

[emissary-of-stuff]

So Shubble put on a glamour to hide her Skulk for the Glimmergrove Tea Party and I just remembered that Pix can see hidden Skulk with his eyes due to the Hermitcraft crossover. Just, Pix seeing through Shubble's glamour, I think that'd be a neat art thing.

[thesoupbird]

HAPPY HALLOWEEN @dont-doubt-dopple! [for @mcyt-halloween gift exchange!]

it's not that creepy but i hope you like it!

have some empires x tma headcannon ramblings, on the house :D (tma spoliers, of course)

e2!pix became an avatar of the eye sometime before the events of the season 2, but not long enough to truly understand his connection to the eye

his knowledge of the world of season 2 is mostly his own, but he knows about previous season because of the eye. both seasons are dimensions the entities traveled to after the events of episode 200

skulk is a manifestation of the corruption. skulk affects great witch shelby in a similar way that the ghost bullet affected melanie. being cured of skulk definitely helped shelby, but it continued to affect her throughout her life. katherine helped shelby through it. also they got married after witchcraft!!! they have a daughter!!!

anyway, hope you enjoyed :]

[insomniaruler]

Making my hyperfixations intersect bc I can!

Soooo….. some of the emperors and the Fear I think they’d serve

Scott

S1: The Lonely

- based mostly on aesthetic

- the cold

- died alone

- all his relationships failed kinda-

- rich (was a king)

S2: The Spiral

- once again based on aesthetics alone

- shifting colours

- two tone eyes

- just ✨appears✨

- kinda tragic if you want him to be (like Micheal:()

- gay

Shubble

S1: The Corruption (maybe the End)

- mushrooms and assorted fungi

- once again fucking tragic :(

- spread Xornoth’s corruption

S2: The Hunt (maybe the dark)

- Skulk-by Skulk-by Skulk-by

- easily angered

- seems normal at first

- took her shirt off <3

- lesbians

- in love with their gf / would kill for their partner

Jimmy:

S1: The Vast (or the Lonely)

- the ocean = the vast

- left everything and everyone behind = the lonely

- skrunkly little shit

- weird

- gets killed easily

S2: the End (maybe the Web)

- hnnngggg deaths canary goes brrrrrrr

- get’s killed a lot

- uh- mostly chose bc of the Canary Curse

- The Web because of the Watchers :P

Joel

S1: The Spiral

- colours <3

- was called the mad king

- lost everything because of a couple of decisions outside of his control :(

S2: the web (the stranger has a toe in the door

- mostly because of ‘Fear of change’ because of the fan theory that S1 = S2 joel

- the web because yknow, God

- also puppet Jimmy with Joel at the strings

Pix

S1: The Eye (or the end tbh)

- saw deaths come and go

- smart

- curious

- not much physical strength

- sarcastic

- Seemed to know things he shouldn’t have

- has the capacity for lots of violence (Phantom Assassin)

S2: The Web

- the lore man™️

- Seems to always have a hand in everything

- lots of spiders in the catacombs?



Lizzie

S1: The Vast (maybe the Lonely)

- the ocean

- ate a bit of the ocean = the sky ate my son ?

- alone out there on the ocean

- lots of boats

- almost scary?

S2: The Flesh (maybe not 100 on this one)

- animal

-

Fwhip (right off the bat The Eye because Admin)

S1: the Desolation

- haha funny explody man

- explosions are his jam

- burned his life to the ground

S2: The Buried

- lives underground

- uhhh- affiliated w death bc of Jimmy?

- funky

- can be ignored by sheer force of will alone (Joshua Gillespie my beloved)

[spacetrashpile]

ok for a moment would you all please indulge my deranged empires ramblings.

so in sausage’s 3/13 stream, there was a moment where he was in the mirror dimension looking at what was left behind when blood sausage pulled the tower into the empires s2 world. the blood pit was still there, and slowly being covered in skulk. while sausage was looking at it, there was an invisible creature in it who’s particles he noticed and who he demanded show themselves. he was then attacked by phantoms and ran off.

when i first watched the stream, i had shitty headphones on, so i didn’t hear the later very obvious wandering trader noises. so while it definitely was a wandering trader, i didn’t notice it at first, and it seems like sausage didn’t either?

so while rotating that whole stream in my head, i was rotating who or what the invisible person could’ve been. obviously it wasn’t INTENDED to be a person, but i’m considering: what if it becomes a person?

and if it were to end up being a person, who could it be?

while it could be an npc, i want to toss in the idea of there still being an emperor left behind in the mirror dimension.

as we learned from later in the stream, when blood sausage sent sausage to a very small mirror dimension of sanctuary, prison/mirror dimensions only extend so far, leaving a flat and featureless expanse of land where the spell doesn’t cover. the mirror dimension gem made for sausage is clearly much larger than the one blood sausage made, as we know from the end of s1 it extends to at least rivendell. this would also explain why blood sausage had so much more trouble escaping, but the dimension has to stop at some point.

we also learned from that later portion of the stream that these mirror dimensions can have copies of the people who were in the real dimension. this was already heavily implied from the end of s1 and blood sausage mentioning that he had killed “everyone” in his dimension, but now it’s clearly confirmed. so this, at least to me, leaves the possibility that mirrors of the emperors existed here.

so, indulge me. imagine that sausage makes that trader into a person, or even just imagine a situation in which they were a person all along. which emperor could it be?

there are two requirements here, for me. 1. it would have to be someone who could’ve slipped blood sausage’s mind for quite a while, at least until he successfully got distracted by the knowledge that sausage was again alive and dimension hopping. 2. the person couldn’t live too close to mythland, or anywhere else, really, because that runs the risk of blood sausage walking into their empire one day and realizing he never killed the guy in charge.

this easily takes most of the server off the table. the twins are gone, because we know blood sausage hates them the most. there's no way they escape him for this long. scott is also a no go, because if xornoth is, as is so heavily implied, dead, then so is scott. everyone close by is also off the table (jimmy, shrub, joey, and katherine). pearl is a complicated one, because there’s no reason he wouldn’t have killed her, but he also outright said they’d never dueled. perhaps he killed her in some other way, or he just meant they didn’t duel on this specific server? idk, this is all hypothetical anyways.

so this leaves the three furthest empires: the ocean kingdom, mezalea, and pixandria. i doubt blood sausage could’ve ever forgotten the ocean queen, what with her being jimmy’s brother, and how magnificent her kingdom was. and if he ever went there, mezalea is literally right there too, and joel would be unable to escape his notice either.

and that leaves just pixandria. the gap between pixandria and the ocean isn’t huge, i’ll be honest, but i think it could’ve been enough to successfully dissuade blood sausage from going looking, especially because he didn’t seem to care much as much about pix as some of the other emperors.

if anyone could’ve escaped his notice for the last 1,000 years, it would be king of life and death himself, pix. pix and sausage never had a good relationship, even outside of the evil thing, so sausage demanding he show himself, if strange enough already, especially when pix has no way to prove that’s not the man who’s been haunting down every living thing he finds for the last millennium.

to tie it into what’s actually happening in cannon, pix has ties to both wandering traders and the phantoms that drove sausage away. and going further, the thing that finally allowed blood sausage to break through was a ritual that sausage performed with candles taken from the vigil, pix’s life work. (what the hell is up with that, by the way??)

look this is just me ranting, i know, but please just imagine it all for a moment. imagine pix, so closely tied to death for his entire series, being the last man alive, with the ever present knowledge that he’s one wrong step away from death. imagine the last candles he ever placed in the vigil for each of his friends. imagine him, huddled up against the wall in a pit full of blood and skulk, praying the invisibility holds, as a man with the face of someone he thought he might’ve known, once upon a time, demands he show himself. imagine it with me.

[syn4k]

gonna go horf me some dinner and then it's time to rewatch the empires episode where joe and pix discover and subsequently deal with The Horrors (gratuitous amounts of skulk)

[mikuish]

pixlriffs skulk-horror piece (1/2)

(This feels like an odd first post? But I’ve been working on this for a bit and wanted to share)

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Night floods the Ancient Capital. It seeps through the roof of the museum. It sinks into the ruins and submerges deepslate and leaves. It drowns the bridge in shades like the deep, murky water below. Skulk-light glimmers faintly off the surface. Pinpricks like so many sharp teeth. Dodos shift in the dark, their feathers a rippling void.

Shadows creep from cracks in stone to twist around pillars, to smother glow lichen. In this newfound darkness, Pixlriffs gropes his way around another corner, hands scraping against rough cobble. Was he even near the staircase? One hand reaches ahead and grazes a crumbling wooden spike. He yanks the extinguished torch from its bracket, flinging it to the ground. It splinters with a soft sound. 

Dammit. The scattered storage rooms had been difficult to navigate even before darkness overtook them, transforming Pix’s messy arrangements into a labyrinth. Now he walks forward with hesitant steps, arms outstretched. His boots collide with stone and his hands feel for another wall but grasp only air. Stairs, finally. 

One cautious step at a time, leaning against the wall for support. Bat clicks echo behind him, buried in the halls. As he climbs, a chasm widens between him and those bats. Between him and everything locked below. It is an escape from the musty, metallic tang of copper and the maze of his belongings. Pix makes one final turn and ascends into the night. 

. . .

Above ground, the surrounding scenery melts into unidentifiable silhouettes. These smudges lurch towards him when he looks to the path, but remain eerily still when he dares to glance back. Pix’s heartbeat thumps loud in his ears. In this shadowed landscape, it is the only sound other than his shallow breathing.

Come on. Come on, I have to move. Do something. 

He bites his lip until the sting brings him clarity. Just enough to shift one trembling foot before the other. His mind is too uneasy to focus on anything but breathing and his steps. One breath of thick, humid air. One pace forward. Slowly but steadily making his way down the road, through what he knows to be farmland. 

Wheat fields, just wheat fields…

Thousands of gaunt, spindly spiders fill his peripheral. Below the road, they stand where wheat should be and their long legs twitch in the non-existent breeze. He can’t make out their eyes, but they must be staring up, up into the dense smog which has swallowed the atmosphere. Pix chokes down oxygen as he shakily continues onward. It is slow to fill his lungs and leaves a bitter taste sticky on his tongue. 

A moldy smell congeals in the air around him. Distantly, there is a snapping as if wires were pulled too tight. Heads turning. Necks breaking. Eight red beads like drops of blood. The feeling that there are too many eyes on him is impossible to escape. One foot in front of the other, quicker like his breathing. He can’t get in enough air. Such heavy air, bordering on blistering, clinging to his skin. Sweat dampens everything below his clothing, but he can’t strip off any layers. No, he can’t let the smog come into direct contact with any more of him. 

Dizziness sends him swaying down the path. Arachnids must be scuttling below, legs on rocks and dirt and twigs, following. Following, their eyes set on sweat dripping down his face, the dull white of his teeth piercing down into his lip, red trickling down, everything going down— a brief glow lit up his vision, turquoise shades so cool they seemed like guardians of Saint Pearl, here to help him, here to save him, and he tripped down, down— crawling on all fours, illumination in this dark night, it will rid him of the spiders following him, of the nightmares all around him, closing in on him, dragging him down, down, down—

The skulk grasps his wrists, tendrils pulling his hands deep inside of the pulsing mass, center warm and swampy and syrupy thick, so when he screams and tries to yank himself out it is an effort to pull back even an inch. An inside like blood— when Pix finally frees himself it drips from his hands, hot ooze and fetid steam which burn his eyes and send tears dripping down. All that heat but it feels as though his limbs are frozen, bones chilled through. 

An oppressive silence drapes itself over the world. No more skittering legs, no more clicking of sharp teeth. Even the roar of blood in Pix’s ears lulls into a gentle murmur. Before him, the skulk breathes steadily, exhaling charcoal-black puffs that reek of mold and rot. Pix gags through his wheezing, feels the burn of vomit low in his throat. More ooze dribbles down his hands; dark and viscous like black hair melting. It splatters onto his boots. 

[convexicalcrow]

I am continuing to have many thoughts about The Skulk as well. D:

Like, it's not surprising to use skulk for corruption now, bc it's just such a good material for it. And ofc it also can be cleared with a hoe, just like the s1 corruption was.

Pix having that skulk machine at the start of the season, the candles being retrieved from the Vigil, Shelby having skulk on her, Jimmy on the verge of a villain arc, e!False using it for building, fWhip has an ancient city near his cave, and ofc Cub spreading skulk literally everywhere, and Hermitopia is still very skulky. No one's bothered to clean that up.

I'd love to know how the skulk helped Bratwurst get through, like how was it used and what was it intended to help with? Why use it and include it, if it wasn't somehow helpful? ofc there was dark Bubbles as well, but he named the skulk too.

I always had a feeling, a hope, that skulk Cub was, or could become, part of a larger storyline, if they decided to run with it. And I think it's going to lead to some very interesting lore once this gets going.

[cheesebroccoliseeds]

TINY PIX AND SKULK CUB!!!

THE GREAT HERMITCRAFT X EMPIRESSMP CROSSOVER

it took me 6 WHOLE MONTHS to finish this project, im so happy its finally done it has taken WAY TOO LONG but i managed to not gave up !!!

reblogs and compliments are SO APPRECIATED!!! this art has drove me to insanity, my poor ego has been shattered. . . so did my hand but my ego

all members and closeup will be in the read more [if you want to use it as pfps/edits please credit me]

[chipjrwibignaturals]

recap pix: “[Cub] then ventures into the deep dark to gather skulk… but there are farms available. He of all people should know how proficient a catalyst can be”

empires s2 pix, watching over pix’s shoulder in the recording booth

[its-shells]

“There’s a joke here somewhere, you know,” fWhip says, behind him. “A goblin and a toy walk through a rift…”

Jimmy has heard the footsteps, but he is startled by his voice nonetheless, snapping to attention in that way that would’ve caused his hat to fall all funny and crooked over his eyes if he were still wearing it. He’s sitting on one of the benches by Scar’s flowerbeds, the ones that have shriekers hidden beneath them, he’d learned that one the hard way, and watching the sun as it sets over the main street of an amusement park his deputy had rambled to him about during late nights in Tumble Town. It’s strange, to see it with his own eyes when he’d half-convinced himself that Scar was making it all up, that he had nowhere to go back to and so no reason to leave. But here it is, and it is beautiful. How Jimmy misses having reasons to fault people for things.

“‘M not a toy,” he says after a pause, lazily. FWhip hops over the bench and settles down next to him, blue hoodie and ginger hair and Jellie ears headband and all. Jimmy really wants to say he looks unfamiliar.

“Well, not here you aren’t,” fWhip shrugs, giving him a once-over. “Wonder why. Seriously, this server has dwarfs, and slimes, and everything… wonder what it’s got against my ears.”

“Is it weird?” Jimmy asks, half to carry on the conversation, half because he’s curious. It stopped being weird for him approximately ten minutes in, but that’s because he’d never really gotten used to the whole – cotton in his lungs, a foot or so away from the ground thing. That wasn’t him, not really, just a joke taken too far in a world that doesn’t understand jokes. But fWhip is a goblin, proudly, he collects gold and lives in caves and stuff. FWhip is a goblin, except when he is a human, apparently. Does this server also not understand jokes? Or does it understand them too well?

FWhip shrugs again. “Not really,” he says, honestly, as far as Jimmy can tell. “I mostly forget when I’m not around mirrors. I mean, I’m a bit taller, and when I raise my arms, they’re not–“ he squints and lifts a hand to cover the setting sun in front of them – “green, but for the most part, it’s alright.” He chuckles. “Maybe that’s weird.”

“Maybe.”

“Is it weird for you?”

“Nope.”

“Figures.” FWhip shifts slightly on the bench. Jimmy isn’t looking at him, but he catches the sidelong glance thrown his way. “You like it?”

“The server? It’s got pretty builds.”

It wasn’t a question about the server, and they both know it, but fWhip doesn’t deign to correct him. Jimmy inclines his head slightly, inspecting the cobblestone pavement beneath his feet. It reaches just up to the edge of the bench and no further, because Scar built it, and Scar is nothing if not detail-oriented. When terraforming, at least.

FWhip is staying in his hotel, just off of main street. Personal invitation, he hears. Jimmy is… well, he might build his own place.  

Or go live with Grian, but that’s, like, the last resort. The man is living in a giant rock. Jimmy has standards.

“The rift is open, you know,” fWhip says. “Everyone might just decide to go back soon.”

They might. Though they probably won’t – they’ve never been anything less than a curious bunch, to their own detriment, and Jimmy knows for a fact that at least two of their friends are still carrying a grudge about all that skulk under their bases, even if Pix had offered to clean it out (for them, not for him yet.) It’s prime time to plot in retaliation, or maybe to take part in whatever Christmas plans the hermits are whispering to each other about through chat, Pearl and Grian off to build a sleigh that will undoubtedly look as beautiful as anything they’ve ever touched. Jimmy wonders what Christmas is like on here.

“I doubt it,” he says. “I mean, an eye for an eye, right? We have to get revenge for the inconvenience.”

The inconvenience of him getting an entire villager trading hall, or of fWhip getting an entire minecart system between the segments of his base. The inconvenience of farms, more efficient than anything they’ve ever built themselves, and of sorted inventories, and of a colourful hat, and laughter.

The inconvenience of a killer robot, he reminds himself. Stuff’s fair, actually.

“That we do,” fWhip agrees. “But at least it’s open, so we’re not stuck. Think it’ll put us back to how we ought to be?”

Jimmy watches the sun set over the horizon, and says nothing.

[rhapsoddity]

Who are the confirmed people in your vigilante AU? Doesn't matter whether they're heroes, villains, vigilantes, civilians, or whatever.

I have a lists, some may be subject to change cause I didn't expect the AU to pop off but uh

some have names and some ive yet to develop enough

-Heroes- Stratos - joel - super strength, flight Sanctuary - sausage - nature manipulation, enhanced hearing Pyrolisk -tango - fire manipulation Hotguy - scar - enhanced aim, flight (vex wings) Cuteguy - Grian - flight (bird wings), energy manipulation (can make aura blade shit for close combat)

-Vigilantes- The Sheriff - jimmy - understands animals Shelby - flight, but only hovering. uses potions to fight. Katherine - super strength Orion - Oli (labelled a villain) - power replication (weaker than the OG power bc his body isn't made for his body) Apollo - Bdubs - light manipulation

-Villains- Joey - water manipulation (only bodies of water, cant control stuff like the tiny water in ppls bodys or smth) Styx - Cub - vex magic, infected by skulk, fog is for theatric effect :D Hephaestus - Fwhip - night vision, enhanced hearing. Fights using tech. Spectrum - Scott? - colour manipulation, used for disorientation, disguises and hypnosis Mumbo???? Permhaps??? - redstone manipulation Empires False - idk yet, but I wanted a girl villain, hot woman go brrr

-Civilians- Pearl (ex hero) Eddie (aids Saus) Lizzie (is Joel's wife??? For taxes ig?? Ig either they're poly or besties idk in every universe theyre married ig) - always lands on her feet, cat characteristics Gem (she may change spots I'm not sure yet) - butterfly characteristics Pix (he may change spots I'm not sure yet) Most of the hermits ngl, hermit!False is def a civilain

[confusion-doodle]

obsessed with, dimension hopping, high tech archeologst, pix going to each empire and explaining his hologram skulk sensing tech in a way each empire can handle, magical eyes, magical glasses, magical music, godly gifts, so they are comfortable with his high tech in their medival fantasy land