#minecraft diaires

[radi8290]

crawling back to tumblr because MCD has once again taken over my every waking thought

[zenixromeave]

come back home, maybe we can act like you never left in the first place

[saffsketches]

(1) ivy mayhaps....

ivy ivy ivy

i always thought it would be cool if her old jury armor looked kinda old and fucked up, maybe with some pieces replaced? its been 15 years after all

under the cut is some of my old art i found reuploaded to pinterest when i was looking for a reference . i think i was 12 or 13 when i drew it. lmao

[starry-bi-sky]

me: *making MCD lore -- specifically about the Old Gods of Ru'aun that were forgotten after the rise of Lady Irene -- for fun*

me: *trying to come up with Magick Users Lore*

me: *remembers that Zoey once introduced herself as a fairy before she became an elf*

me:,,,,,humans used to be fairies. Elves and Fairies lived amongst one another (along with the other mythicals) until something happened that resulted in a group of fairies losing their wings but not their magic.

me: these wingless fairies did eventually start losing their magic though, as generations went on and their numbers grew, their magic began to dwindle. they eventually lost their magic identifiers -- pointed ears, sharp teeth, etc -- until they became known as modern day humans.

me: the fairies that didn't lose their wings eventually went into permanent hiding due to being hunted down by humans and wingless fairies (later to be known as magick users).

me: they were being hunted because the wingless fairies/humans believed that they could regain their wings (or their magick) if they ripped the wings off the fairies/consumed them/stole their magick.

me: there are little to no written records of fairies, and the ones that do exist are held in the yggdrasil forest where humans cannot find them. nobody knows where the surviving fairies are because their locations weren't written down, and the elves that did know have long since passed and/or disappeared.

me: by the time MCD happens, fairies are considered a myth and humans/mortals have no idea that they are descended from them. also the reason meif'wa and other species can be magick users is because some of the wingless fairies evolved into different species.

[blackwoodcore]

i only watch season 2 for the silly cats

[oleanderthebat]

First art post in a loooooong time :3

[lggy]

god i love how shadow knights r made. u gotta rip your own metaphorical heart out and destroy the person you love and live for all to obtain immortal life... AUGHH..

[williamapologist]

reblogs are appriciated :3

[dantes-gf]

i’m more on the side of jess making it seem like one ship would happen eventually, but looking through the narrative pov most people would probably not see aphmau getting with either of the characters.

through most of the series, any time she’s faced with a romantic option, she just says she has no time for it! she never lead anyone on!

I get everyone is allowed opinions but whenever I see someone say ‘Aphmau lead Laurance and Garroth on for NO REASON’ I want to pull my hair out

NOT ONCE did she ever tell them ‘yeah you 100% have a shot with me’

She said she doesn’t know what she wants, multiple times, and that she didn’t think of either of them romantically before s2, where they both told her that they would be okay with her being with the other person if she wanted to. She didn’t even think of ROMANCE before s2, she admits that she never had the time to really worry about that stuff so she never thought of it, there was always a bigger problem to deal with

Like THEY were romantic with HER, but she was very open and honest about the fact that she didn’t know how she felt personally.

That’s not leading someone on. I don’t understand why everyone says that

[mangotelevision]

fueling my katedenza delusions

[radi8290]

was going to wait until i had four done but i wanted to post these now

help me out chat do i do more MCD ones or should i break out the MyStreet designs

[zenixromeave]

aphtober day 20: parent and child

aphmau and levin try to reconnect over breakfast

Levin pulls on a stray curl, looking at the woman. The blonde strand bounces back to him. He knows his mama– Zoey– isn't blood related to him, but at least he looks like her. He feels like he was meant to be her child, even if she never even met his mother and father.

But Aphmau–

He can't see it.

Malachi calls her mom. He remembers her.

Zoey calls her his mom. She remembers her.

There are big, big eyebags under her warm eyes, and it makes him think twice about everything he's ever been. His mama told him stories, as he grew up without her, of what she was like, how selfless and wonderful she was. Is. Everyone who ever met her seemed to fall in love, and she returned their love in favor, no matter how much it took from her.

He wanted to be strong and beautiful like her, but even though she looks nothing like him, looking at her is like looking into a mirror.

She looks so tired.

He's heard she hasn't been sleeping well recently.

He's heard of the wonderful people she's lost.

He's heard of how she's never had the peace to mourn them.

The sizzling of eggs on an oiled, cast-iron pan quiets to only the popping of the oil as the heat dies, and the quick clatter of dishes and forks as Aphmau plates the two fried eggs alongside buttered and honeyed bread.

"Does Zoey still make her toast like this?" She asks, placing a decorated plate in his place on the small wooden table, and doing the same once again for herself before sitting across from him. "With the honey? She showed me to do it like this, back when we were first getting to know each other."

Levin brings the sweet bread to his mouth and takes a bite, gauging its similarity to what his mama would make for him. It seems to melt in his mouth, delicious, he nods with his mouth full. "Yeah, not as much anymore, but when we were younger she used to make me and Malachi bread like this for breakfast, too. I think she put extra sugar on it though, because she knew I liked it."

The warmest smile twitches onto Aphmau's face– a smile so genuine and loving he feels as if he's looking at something he's not supposed to: a smile for someone else. "Sweet tooth, huh? I think Zoey's always liked sweet things, too."

"I grew out of it, sort of." He takes another bite. "This is good though. Thank you, Aphmau."

He's a smart boy; he sees the wave of sadness wash over her, quick as it is, but he doesn't think that lying and calling her mom would feel quite right to either of them.

"Do you like to cook?" She hasn't taken a bite yet, more intent on conversation than hunger.

He thinks about it for a minute, trying to give her as much as he can. "Yeah, I like to give things to other people. I'm not that good at it yet, but I've been working on it, in my free time."

"I'm sure it's yummy," Aphmau smiles with a hint of a laugh. "What else do you like to do?"

He's in the middle of a bite of egg and toast, so he has a moment to think again. He likes helping people. He likes protecting people. "I don't know, um–" He chuckles awkwardly, "You're putting me on the spot. I just like to do whatever makes other people happy."

He sees it, and he knows she sees it too. The way the darkened circles under their eyes mirror each other, even if his are much lighter.

She tilts her head with a funny expression– one he isn't sure how to read. "You used to like to paint, when you were little. You'd get so messy, painting with your stubby little fingers. I kept everything you made, I hope Zoey still has it… do you still like painting?"

Levin knits his pale eyebrows together, "Ah, I don't know. I haven't done anything like that since I was a kid. We don't have many art supplies around, anyways."

With just a little bit of toast in her mouth, "Since you were a kid," she repeats with a lighthearted, mocking tone, poking at him with her fork– still skewering the white of an egg. "You're still a kid, Levin. I know it doesn't feel like it, but you are." She sighs, pausing for a second. "I used to paint the back of my house, and the… old house, out in the woods. Somewhere where no one could see, so I knew I couldn't mess up, you know?" He nods, and se smiles again, "But I always showed you and Malachi. I knew you two wouldn't judge."

"I guess, but we still don't have any paints."

Aphmau lets out a humored laugh, "That's half the fun! That never stopped me, I got pretty good at making them myself." She leans forward, and Levin takes in the wonderous look in her eyes. "It's really nice; to have something all to yourself. It doesn't have to be painting, but if you want me to show you the ropes, I'd love to. It's… been a while for me, too."

"...That might be nice."

[creeky-cricket]

'ohh thats angst.. of a little boy...' -birdie

APHtober day 3 - Music / Levin (A soft lullaby can be heard, its comforting.)

(list made by @vlyadromeave)

[question-the-mau]

Aphblr: In MCD, Vylad’s armor in his Shadow Knight form is starting to turn blue. What do you think could be the reasoning behind this?

[oleanderthebat]

small zane doodle.

[dantes-gf]

guys if i started a diaries rewatch podcast would anyone listen…