#no further mcd

[merlin-reboot-when]

So I decided to get back into bbc Merlin. I have been thoroughly obsessed with that show several times over the past 6? 7 years? But somehow, I never really wrote for that fandom beyond short headcanons.

Haven't come very far with this new wip yet either, but I always thought that in season 4 one of the knights (other than Lancelot, RIP) should've discovered Merlin's magic and maybe that Gaius had fulfilled his purpose and should've... died? Sorry Gaius. Anyway, here are the first ~400 words of my 4x07 (the secret sharer) AU.

There was a fire in the courtyard. Not a pyre, not today, but one could still smell death in the air. It was a funeral fire. Dozens, maybe hundreds of people were present, all gathered on the wet cobblestone to pay their respects and honour the man they’d all known. Arthur could feel Merlin quietly standing behind him on the palace steps as he delivered his speech. Usually writing that speech should’ve been Merlin’s task, but under the given circumstances Arthur had for once opted to write it himself. As he spoke he tried to keep his voice calm and even, but even he could hear the slight tremor in his voice. For the first and only time since Merlin had come into his service, the servant’s quiet presence did nothing to soothe Arthur’s nerves. Quite the opposite, really. The guilt over what had transpired was eating him alive. He had even gone so far as to avoid Merlin alltogether since his return to Camelot yesterday. Not entirely on purpose, he had actually been pretty busy with planning the funeral, listening to Agravaine and Gwaine’s narrations of what had happened and grieving himself – all on top of his usual duties. After the speech was done the crowd slowly dispersed, the cold and terrible weather driving them back to their homes, but Arthur and many of the knights remained there by the fire for a long time until even the last of the flames had died down. Eventually he turned around to face Merlin. He couldn’t avoid him forever, the man was his employee and, Arthur had to admit, his friend. Surprisingly, his usually rather emotional manservant didn’t look like he had shed a single tear. Instead he just stared straight ahead to the ashes, stone-faced and silent. Arthur sighed and opened his mouth. He wasn’t even sure what he was going to say. “I’m sorry” didn’t seem like enough. “Are you alright?” was probably the most stupid thing he could possibly ask right now. Maybe a pat on the shoulder and a sympathetic look would be more appropriate? Arthur had never done well getting his feelings across with words anyway. But before he could decide on a course of action, Merlin beat him to it. His gaze was still empty and his voice carried absolutely no emotion. “You’re going to need a new Court Physician”, was all he said and without even looking at Arthur he walked away.

[dryya-doesnt]

Somehow a trackpad doodle has the most scrumptious rendering and colors I’ve ever drawn

Anyway Garroth here has the most lethal face card sure what the hell

Compare to this past summer where I drew Garroth for the first time with my tablet

I don’t get this sorcery but I guess art wise I have improved

[lobotomy-lady]

the most batshit insane traumatizing thing happened at work today & I won't know if people are dead bc of my inability to talk a man down from a mass murder until the news reports start coming out lollll

edit: it's all good there was nothing about a shootout on the news 🙏

[inzanitie]

I had a dream

In this dream was the entire Divine Warriors crew, including Shad (not evil) and his daughter, they were all immortal like Irene (she has portal magic). So instead of slowly moving through time, they chose to seal themselves in magic icicles in a large, secluded, and deep underground cavern. Together they crafted an item to create the magic ice, closed the cavern from the inside, and one by one they sealed away their bodies in magic ice (Shad and his daughter went together).

Fast forward to MCD, Aphmau (she has healing magic) still does her thing, and events proceed as they would. The big bad threat is a demon claiming to be Shad who has warped the history books. The ice on a few Warriors thaw (don't remember who), they help kill the demon, and then go back into hibernation.

Fast forward to 'present day' MYS and all the Warriors thaw and they need to figure out why. Irene organizes discovery parties that she sends out into the world.

Then I woke up . . . do with this what you will

[mcd-brainrot-hours]

tell me about how the relics work in your rewrite + what aphmaus connection with irene is, if there is any

(sorry if youve already talked about these things!)

i’ve talked about the divine warriors but not about their relics yet :3 majority of the stuff i have for relics im still not exactly sure if im going to change it or not but here’s what i have for now. i dont know if ive changed much from canon or not, its been a while since i watched mystreet s6

in order for a relic to be made, someone’s soul has to be sacrificed.

irene wasn’t always human, she was once a god. she begged to be with the humans to help them. she was granted her wish and turned into a human with her immortality. the only way she could access her godly powers was through the relic she spawned with. the gods had compressed her abilities into the relic. irene wanted to create relics so she could have companions like her on her journey. in order for a relic to be made, someone’s soul has to be sacrificed.

she’d already found the perfect companions, she just needed to gift them power. irene experimented over and over again to make relics, she would use her own people for the sake of it- they thought they were just going to help their beloved matron with a small experiment, not killed for the sake of magic.

the first successful relic she made was shad’s, using their very own daughter. irene believed that if she used someone close to her beloved friends, she could created the perfect relics for them. she’d never tell them where she got them from. and so, irene lured the closest person to each divine warrior and used their souls.

despite being “human”, irene would never be able to feel the emotions her friends felt upon discovering they wouldn’t find their loved ones. she gathered them and offered the relics as consolation, never telling them who each relic used to be.

shad was the first to discover the truth and he wasn’t very happy. the rest of the divine were too focused on irene’s happiness to even consider that their own relics used to be someone they loved.

ok really quickly onto what each relic does

there are limits to what the wielder can do depending on their experience but i’ll list what each relic is capable of. right now, i have the system working to where each reincarnation cycle of the divine makes their relics more powerful, even if the warrior isn’t reincarnated/the wielder is a descendant

the matron - the matron’s relic has the capacity to heal any injury, cure any sickness, and revive the fallen. no one but the matron herself can wield this power and even she can suffer the consequences of using too much energy.

the destroyer - polar opposite of the matron’s- tin and yang- where the matron can bring life, the destroyer brings death and decay. the wielder can destroy anything they desire in an instant. in order to prevent the relic from becoming too powerful, the original six shattered it.

the protector - the user can summon an diamond shield of any size and gains super strength. however, there are consequences to summoning the shields: the user will become exhausted when trying to summon huge shields or too many shields at once

the wanderer - grants the user the ability to teleport certain distances or connect any door to anywhere as long as the user has the location memorized in perfect detail. it can be very awkward if this power doesn’t work. the user is also granted navigational skills and the ability to read the stars for prophecies or futures (lore reasons for this that i’ll eventually make a different post for)

the fury - the user is granted strength depending on their anger as well as the ability to control fire to a certain degree. their mood can also determine the weather if they are feeling their emotions very strongly.

the keeper - the user is granted divine knowledge, they could learn anything from a book in a simple touch. they can also transfer knowledge to blank pages/books in a touch. they are given exceptional mage abilities.

^(most of what the relics can do is still a wip)

alrighty now onto aphmau hehehe irene’s favorite sacrificial lamb

aphmau came from irene, specifically irene’s conscious. it’s like she is irene but also not at the same time. over time, she is to accept her role and let irene take control once more but aphmau is stubborn and insists on being her own person. she can make a name for herself without the help of a goddess.

i think i might’ve made this post a little too long so i’ll stop there but thanks for the ask :)

[aphverse-confessions]

i think aphmau as a character didnt fully staaart as a self insert but became one the moment aaron got introduced / jason started voicing aaron 🙃

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[akkivee]

i think it’s………. interesting ig that kuukou’s clothes have been progressively getting darker

[ace-avian]

Chronicles of Narnia au with Levin, Malachi, Alina and Lilith.

I need say no more.

[jurygarroth]

do you have any other possible fankid OCs you haven't drawn? also love all of their designs, especially Yvie and Juno :D

thank you sm!!!! admittedly my creativity juice ran out as soon as i decided to make it an AU and focused on the characters i think would actually have kids but here’s a travcinda fankid who legally can’t exist because they’d be too powerful and my evil woman yuri ivyllian daughter who will never beat the school bully allegations

[mcd-incorrect-quotes]

𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤: 𝐈 𝐰𝐚𝐬 𝐠𝐨𝐢𝐧𝐠 𝐭𝐨 𝐬𝐮𝐠𝐠𝐞𝐬𝐭 𝐰𝐞 𝐝𝐨 𝐌𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐥𝐲𝐧 𝐌𝐨𝐧𝐫𝐨𝐞 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐉𝐅𝐊 𝐫𝐨𝐥𝐞𝐩𝐥𝐚𝐲, 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐈’𝐝 𝐠𝐞𝐭 𝐰𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐨𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐭.

𝐀𝐥𝐥𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐧 𝐂𝐡𝐚𝐨: 𝐖𝐡𝐚𝐭- 𝐡𝐨𝐰?

𝐈𝐫𝐢𝐬 𝐃𝐚𝐫𝐤: 𝐘𝐨𝐮’𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞 “𝐜𝐨𝐦𝐞 𝐭𝐨 𝐛𝐞𝐝 … 𝐌𝐫. 𝐏𝐫𝐞𝐬𝐢𝐝𝐞𝐧𝐭” 𝐚𝐧𝐝 𝐈’𝐝 𝐛𝐞 𝐥𝐢𝐤𝐞, “𝐈 𝐧𝐞𝐞𝐝 𝐭𝐨 𝐢𝐧𝐜𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐬𝐞 𝐭𝐡𝐞 𝐚𝐦𝐨𝐮𝐧𝐭 𝐨𝐟 𝐀𝐦𝐞𝐫𝐢𝐜𝐚𝐧 𝐦𝐢𝐥𝐢𝐭𝐚𝐫𝐲 𝐚𝐝𝐯𝐢𝐬𝐨𝐫𝐬 𝐢𝐧 𝐒𝐨𝐮𝐭𝐡 𝐕𝐢𝐞𝐭𝐧𝐚𝐦 𝐛𝐲 𝐚 𝐟𝐚𝐜𝐭𝐨𝐫 𝐨𝐟 𝟏𝟖.”

[alastair-1205]

WHO THE FUCK WAS GOING TO TELL ME THAT THE DUDE WHO NOW VOICES FUCKING LEGO MONKIE KID MACAQUE ALSO VOICED GENE IN MINECRAFT DIARES????!!!!! I FEEL LIKE I SHOULD BE ENTITLED TO FINANCIAL COMPENSATION WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK-?

[mac-audcheese]

about the love triangle thing. ngl i haven’t really seen many people on aphblr actually say that. like straight up say with all their heart that garmau was DEFINITELY gonna happen. obviously in the early days people said that all the time but everyone said that about their fav ship yk? i think what most people mean nowadays is that if aphmau had to choose between laurance and garroth, before aaron came into the picture, she would’ve likely chosen garroth. i don’t think even jess herself knew who aphmau was gonna end up with in the beginning but some people think it would’ve been garroth because he’s been there since the beginning and there’s been more build up (e.g. him staying behind to fend off zane in the irene dimension). furthermore, it’s clear him and aphmau have a very special connection because of their shared dreams throughout season 2. yes she flirted a lot with laurance and there was also something going on there but idk. i’m not a huge garmau or laurmau fan so i’m not really sure lol but this is my best guess. also a lot of people originally watched diaries when they were kids and haven’t rewatched it since so many people’s memories are very fuzzy (including myself) so obviously there’s gonna some exaggeration or contradictions in what people say. it’s really just guesswork and people’s own interpretations when it comes to what jess originally interested before aaron came in 🤷

we’re all very confused is what i’m trying to say here lmao

This is probably right, literally anything that happen in future seasons had almost nothing to do with the original plot (hence why there’s so many holes) so I can see it just being messy writing with no solid plan to any of it. The buildup of the laurmau relationship just bothered me so bad that it ended up off the rails and in the trenches, but then again that’s also what I liked about it. You take a good, solid character and rip him of any potential he may have had so everyone is left completely heartbroken and angry. Like ? It’s something only a shitty minecraft roleplay youtuber could pull off. But yeah I think we could just mark this theory off with delusional fans and shit writing

[agua-cat]

Relic Holders

A lot of people start MCD Rewrites from the beginning. I say that makes COMPLETE sense. Unfortunately I am a man who likes results, I like to figure out the ending and etch the ocean to its original stream.

So, that's where we are today. I wanted to show you as of current the relic holders that I have for my Minecraft Diaries. I take a lot of creative liberties and really worked to make this world my own so I understand if it's not everyone's cup of tea ! <3

Disclaimer: Unfortunately, there's no Aaron Lycan in the rewrite, I know he has a lot of lore relevance but I never got too attached to his character and therefore I never considered rewriting him. Now, almost three seasons into a rewrite it feels a little late to include him. I hope you all understand and enjoy nonetheless.

Thank you for your patience!

I will tell you what relic they hold and in further detail break down their designs in different posts! Then, I will share with you the Divine Warriors and how I got to this point :)

THE RELICS AND THEIR HOLDERS

From Left to Right, Includes species they are :)

Laurence - Shad's Relic, Shadow Knight

Zane - Kul'Zak's Relic, Human

Garroth - Esmund's Relic, Human

Travis - Enki's Relic, part Demon and part Elf

Katelyn - Menphia's Relic, Human

Aphmau - Irene's Relic, Ex Goddess (if ykyk)

I'm really excited to delve into these designs and I've got a lot to say about the characters! I'm sorry if this isn't what everyone is expecting but I hope to make you proud aphblr!!

[xyxofspades]

SPIDER KENMUR!!!!! >:D

The kids in Meteli all bullied him, not because he was a spider, but because he has no eyebrows

All this because I noticed canon Kenmur kind of looks like Spider Man

And then @kurithedweeb reminded me that the original MCD started with Aphmau becoming a spider queen of a village that had a horrible fire related tragedy. And then further reminding me that Kenmur’s original village burnt to the ground. So now with probably cause spider (or Araneae) Kenmur has been infesting my mind for the past several days. I think next time I draw him I’ll give him more skin markings :3

[gotta-winwin]

crossing your orbit

⭐ starring: minghao (the8) feat. vernon & jun

🌙 preview: year after year, minghao’s dreams remain the same. floating aimlessly through the starry night sky, he orbits around a girl he cannot place a name to. his fingers, nails painted black and adorned with silver stars, moved swiftly across the keyboard. He was searching for answers. what does it mean when you have recurring dreams about the same person? what does it mean when that person you dream of is a stranger? what does it mean to wake up floating in a galaxy? 

The internet whirred and came back with no solid answer. 

tw/cw: starcrossed lovers, playing around with fate, soulmates, hints of mcd, angst, longing, deja vu, abstract storytelling

☁️ masterlist & a/n: hellooo! dropping a minghao fic inspired by both the mvs for orbit and hai cheng.

(⭐)

It was December yet again and Minghao was still dreaming of her. 

She was someone nameless, someone that haunted his dreams each night without fail, so close yet always just out of reach. It both excited him and filled him with rage. 

“Who are you?” He’d ask each time they met, reaching out to touch her face. 

She’d always take a step back before he could reach her. 

“Who are you?” 

It was the only question she refused to ever answer. 

The nameless girl came to him surrounded by stars, spanning further than his eyes could see, as they both floated aimlessly through what looked to be a long forgotten galaxy. The first time he had awoken there, his arms and legs had flailed for solid ground. She had giggled at the sight of him panicking, a soft, tinkling sound that had graced his eardrums and settled into his mind. Her laugh was the only thing that followed him out of the dream and back into reality. He’d find himself twisting around to locate the sound, startling his bandmates in the middle of practice. It probably looked to them like he had lost his mind. Minghao was beginning to think he had.

She was sitting in the center, legs crossed with an expectant smile on her face, as if she had known he’d be there. He wondered faintly if she even existed outside of his mind. 

“I feel like I know you.” 

She hummed at his comment, flipping gracefully through the air further away from him.

“Do I?” He persisted, flapping his arms clumsily to chase after her.

It frustrated him how little she spoke each time they met. It was always like this, the girl dancing circles around him, spinning gracefully through the air as if it were only water. And Minghao would follow, his movements clumsy and uncoordinated for the first time in his life. He prided himself to be a dancer - yet here he was, floating uselessly as he watched her move like the current. 

It pained him that he could never reach her.

(⭐⭐)

It was December yet again and Minghao was still dreaming of her. 

It had snowed for the first time last night, as he stayed up late, his face illuminated by the light of his computer. A snoring Vernon accompanied him, the only sound he could hear through his intense concentration. 

His fingers, nails painted black and adorned with silver stars, moved swiftly across the keyboard. He was searching for answers.

What does it mean when you have recurring dreams about the same person? 

What does it mean when that person you dream of is a stranger?

What does it mean to wake up floating in a galaxy? 

The internet whirred and came back with no solid answer. 

(⭐⭐⭐)

“Who are you?”

He was back again, floating belly up, drifting through the darkness illuminated only by the flecks of starlight. 

She circled him, her hair floating around her face, framing it like a halo. Her white dress flowed and tickled his sides as she swam around him. 

“You know who I am.” 

He sat up, not having expected her to actually answer. Her voice was melodic, calm and distorted, as if she was speaking through a recording.

“I don’t. I don’t know who you are. Tell me, please. What is your name?” 

She merely gave him a melancholic twinge of a smile. “You know who I am, Hao. Or at least, you did.” 

There was something about the way she said his name that made him shiver. It sounded so foreign, yet… it brought back a reminiscent flavour he couldn’t quite place his finger on. 

“Why do you think we’re always floating in space, Hao?” 

He frowned. “Isn’t this where you live?” He had always assumed she had brought him here, transported his mind to find her everytime he drifted to sleep. 

She laughed, and the sound warmed his insides. He found himself selfishly wishing to never awaken, if it meant he could hear it again. “Quite the opposite, actually. You live here.” 

His confusion must have been evident on his face, for she swam a bit closer, her hair brushing his shoulder. She smelled distinctly of the beach. 

“Your mind lives here, Hao. And because you are here, I am here as well.” Her lips twitched, as if something about it had amused her. “I wasn’t always this good at navigating with no gravity.” She told him, and it surprised him to hear. “I was like a fish out of water the first few days.” 

She grabbed his hand and pulled him towards a speck of light, one of thousands surrounding them. It hit Minghao that this was the first time she’d let them touch - her hand sending shockwaves up his arm and down his spine. He grasped her hand tightly as she swam them both over, afraid she might let go and be out of reach once again. 

“Look.” 

He followed her finger, his gaze landing on the spot she pointed to. 

“You sleep like a dead man.” She tilted her head up to look at him, eyes twinkling. “And your roommate snores like an engine.” 

Minghao stared, wide eyed at himself, sleeping peacefully in bed, his hair tousled and his arm hanging off the frame. 

“How is that possible?” He whispered, reaching a tentative hand down to touch. A pool of silver water deflected his fingertips, and the image of himself sleeping evaporated into the starry sky around them. 

“Let me show you.” 

Her hands left his, and Minghao frantically tried to grab them, terrified she’d abandon him again. 

Again. There was something strange about that sentence. Abandon him. Again.

“Let me show you.” 

Her hands returned to touch him, her fingertips grazing over his temples, pushing back his blonde and black hair.

(⭐⭐⭐⭐)

The first thing he felt was sand against his bare feet, the heat a startling contrast from the winter snow. 

He spun around, searching for the girl. She was gone. 

Staring out into the open and vast ocean, he had the unsettling feeling that he’d been here before. Racking his brain, he tried pulling out memories of this place. The mountains in the distance, the blue-green of the water, the cascading waves, the golden brown sand beneath him.

“Xu Minghao!”

He turned, and arms wrapped around his waist. 

“I told you not to call me that.” The words felt foreign in his mouth and so did the teasing tone. He couldn’t remember what prompted them. 

She looked up and he could feel his heart putter to a stop. 

“It’s you.” She was back. But she looked different - younger, her hair short and wearing a thick jacket with a scarf around her neck. He looked down and realized he wore the same thing - his pajamas long forgotten. They looked so ordinarily normal. 

Her nose scrunched, a dazzling smile across her face as she looked at him, eyes full of everlasting love. “Of course it’s me, Hao. Who else would hug you so brazenly?” 

Who are you? 

“Why do you look so sad?” She questioned, pulling away from his arms slightly to get a better look at his face. 

He blinked out of his thoughts. “What?” 

Her hand pressed against his cheek. “Are you not feeling well?” Her eyebrows furrowed with worry. “Your face is a little warm.” 

He shook his head. “I’m fine.” 

Who are you? 

And why do I feel like I’ve loved you for more than a lifetime? 

“Dance with me, Hao.”   

His footsteps moved without thought, as if he had done it before, his muscles picking up on a memory his mind could not. 

He focused on her, the stunningly bright and magical girl before him, basking in her laughter and relishing the feeling of having her in his arms. 

They danced until neither one could dance any longer. 

“I’m glad you brought me to your hometown, Hao.” She whispered, her back against his chest as he looped his arms around her, staring out into the glittering ocean. “Hai Cheng is beautiful.” 

“You’re beautiful.” Who are you? 

She turned in his arms, laughing. “You’re cheesy.” 

“You love me.” The words spilled from his mouth with no control, as if it had been a predetermined choice of someone that wasn’t him. 

She hummed. “I do love you.”

Who are you?

“Promise me you won’t forget me once I’m gone.” 

He blinked. 

“I know we’re both still young, but,” She turned in his arms to face him, pulling him closer by wrapping her arms around his neck. The sleeves of her coat brushed against his skin and he shuddered, feeling her cold hands press against his nape. “Is it selfish of me to want you to not forget about me?” 

He shook his head. “Of course not, love.” The pet name rolled off his tongue like second nature, although Minghao couldn’t remember the last time he’d ever called someone love.

“I’m scared.” 

He looked into her eyes, watching as they roamed his face, searching. His own eyes felt wet with sudden tears. 

“I’m scared, Hao. What if there really is nothing after death?” 

He gently wiped a lone tear away from her face. 

“Don’t be scared.” He whispered, and the memories came rushing back through him, consuming his every being and overwhelming his mind. I know who you are now. “You’ll be in everything I ever do.” 

(⭐⭐⭐⭐⭐)

It was December yet again and Minghao was still dreaming of her. 

He relished each meeting, looking forward to each time the sun set and being lulled gently to sleep. 

He’d long mastered the art of swimming through space, spending his time doing lazy backflips and chasing her through streams of planets and stars. It was no longer a frustrating, confusing prison in his mind, but a second home to him now.

He could remember everything now. Every piece of their time together on Earth and every moment off of it. 

He could remember the first meeting, the first kiss, each secret coffee date, each dance under the dim kitchen lights. The first time he’d taken her to meet his family, how he’d cried in Jun’s arms upon reading the doctor’s report. The last kiss, the last coffee date, the last dance under the bright kitchen lights. The funeral, the aftermath. Minghao could remember all of it.

[mcd-brainrot-hours]

*taps mic* sasha with short hair