Historias de Skizzleman

As children, angels were always told the same stories. Whispered in solemn halls, etched into glowing tomes, repeated until they became law rather than lesson. Demons were evil-cruel, sadistic, master manipulators who thrived on corruption and pain. They were said to twist kindness into weakness and curiosity into downfall. It was drilled into every young angel's mind: demons could not be trusted. To trust one was to fall. Skizz never liked those lessons. Even as a child, he felt uncomfortable speaking ill of anyone-be they creature, spirit, or shadow-especially when they weren't there to defend themselves. It felt wrong, like condemning a stranger for a crime you'd never seen them commit. While other angels nodded along, wide-eyed and obedient, Skizz would fidget, wings twitching, brow furrowed in quiet disagreement. He didn't argue out loud-not often-but the doubt lived in him all the same, warm and persistent. Skizz was troublesome in the way only a good-hearted child could be. Hyperactive, endlessly energetic, he found it nearly impossible to remain still through lectures meant to instill fear and discipline. His feet bounced. His fingers traced the glow of the clouds beneath him. His wings were always half-spread, as if ready to leap into the sky at a moment's notice. The world was too big and too beautiful for him to sit quietly and listen to hatred. More than anything, Skizz loved-fiercely and without restraint. He loved the sun as it spilled over the gates of Heaven, loved the laughter of other young angels, loved the idea that goodness could exist everywhere if someone simply chose it. He wanted to give that love freely, to the skies, to the stars, to anyone who might need it. And the idea that an entire group of beings was beyond redemption didn't make sense to him. Because if love was truly divine, then surely it wasn't meant to stop at the edge of Heaven.

some short oneshots to make your day better (i hope). mostly hermitcraft and life series probably. title from we'll never have sex by leith ross

Impulse and Skizz have been close friends for years, even going so far as to living together. They have always worked well together and know it. So when the house starts to feel lonely, they're financially comfortable, and receive an ad for their local orphanage, they jump at the chance. The characters in this are characters, not actual people. Even though there's no shipping, I feel like it still needs to be said. Also, this idea came from "Smallishcats" on YouTube. The AU is different, but the original idea is from them! :3

The title! Will be updated every day at 12:00 est (Art is NOT mine) FIRST PART IS ON MY PROFILE!!

Cover art is not mine. Some oneshots about my favourite fandom! Not much to say other than that really. Enjoy!

Joel age regression Fanfic! Joel seems to be age Regressing but doesn't realise and even what age regression is! Someone who is obsessed with him, not the other way round totally, Help him through it. (p.s, Writers note: My first time writing age regression and also this is an anonymous alt account!)

The feathered man fell from the sky. To not continue his life. Yet he does not die. But only finds confusion and strife. The nicest vex, having his friend almost slain. He takes a break, and has his friend turn into his date. The Vex vows for investigation to find who had done it with that disdain. Though it will be tough, along for the ride, having his new mate. Grian's life was a mess, having fallen down from some scaffolding and losing his memory, he takes an interest in Scar. Scar, having a new clingy buddy, has to find out who shot Grian, and bring them to justice, all while juggling a practical baby, and his job. The first in the ~Fallen Feathers~ series. ~Scaredy Cat~ is a prequel/spin off. ~Diamond Dust~ is a spin off. ~Finding Father~ is the sequel to this. Cover art isn't mine! It belongs to Earl (@198989898) on Twitter/X.

Hermit City is a city of heroes and villains, and Grian is one of its most reliably factual and truthful reporters. So reliable, in fact, that the Heroes' Association values him and his reports enough that they assigned him a bodyguard: HotGuy himself! Grian and Scar have been doing this for years, now, and their relationship is more than just that of bodyguard and charge. It might even be more than just a friendship! Their time to explore and find out what they are to each other is cut short when Grian starts investigating the famous Pearl Moon case, and Scar isn't there to protect him.

This is a story about the Life series! mostly used character is Tango. Please don't steal this.

They're up! They're in the Over-City. That was their goal. They're done, happily ever after. Right? We follow Tommy as he finds himself in the Over-City yet again and thrown right back into the foster system! Although Zedaph is here to take care of them, so all is well. But he is still met with memories as they have to deal with School and kids and social workers and.. Woah, he needs a taco. [In which, Tommy's struggling, Tubbo's growing up much to his best friend's dismay, Ranboo doesn't get a lot of screen time, Team ZITS is here to save the day although Tommy decided he hates Skizz and thanks god Mumbo Jumbolio is here..]

Life series based fic- Im not explaining it, watcher lore though yay #1 SmallishBeans x3 #1 Skizzleman

(Sequel to Look Who's Back Again) It's been two years since everything went down. New season, new me. At least, that's what Grian tries to tell himself, especially with a few new hermits in the roster. It's a lot more calm this season, surely nothing will go wrong, right? Right..? ... "0h 4r1an... Wh3r3 4re y0u?"

A series of random lil stories and/or senaros I decided to write, all of which will definitely be about silly block people I have no clue what will be written, but i will make sure I update tags as I go I ALSO WILL TAKE IDEAS. Some of what I write here will probably be ideas given by friends

random 'little' oneshots

One day zombies appeared on earth. No one knows why they're here or where they came from. But they now just have to deal with it. zombie apocalypse flower husbands

Lucid definition - easy to understand. This is because it will be basic rules. 2-6 lives- Dark green 5+, Green 4-3, Yellow 2, Red 1. All the same as last Life. This was heavily inspired by @mpulseSvisyes 's fics, so make sure to follow them! Art by Everen on youtube!

Hermits get thrown into a server? Grian and a few others know what is going on? What the fudge am I!? Shown from XBcrafted pov

Sequel to Elusion. After the desperate battle with the Watchers, Grian decides to continue the Life Series, but this time on his own terms. The clock starts to tick down, and those willing have to fight to survive. What if Grian had refused to join the Bad Boys, instead joining team TIES? What if Martyn had joined the Bad Boys? Leaving Scott all alone? Two twists of fate, destined to change the course of the story. Old foes try to rise once again, threatening everything they thought they knew. With interferences by the game masters and deep rifts of hatred and mistrust, who will win?

He spawns in the world, his hands woven together by a string he cannot see, and starts to walk. There's a hum of safety, laying a blanket over the field, and it feels comforting. Comforting, and temporary. He walks because he doesn't know what to do, talks with other players with a tilt of his head, and follows because there's really nothing else around him. He is mining, mindlessly chipping away at his surroundings, watching as the rocks broke and tumbled to his feet, when he appears. The cave is loud. It's full. Many people are around him, talking, yelling, speaking. He meets him and he stares, and then stretches out his hand. They leave, soon after that. - - - - - OR: Joel and Etho's relationship, from the beginning to the end. - - - - - Cover drawn by me, a stupid little WIP that I'm never going to finish ;-; this is crossposted btw I was just so proud of it