#sculk horror au

[silverskye13]

Doodle for that one sculk horror story that I will probably never write but that I think would be very tragic and cool. Xisuma is a robot!

[stressed-sock]

new money from the great gatsby musical

shower day by the amazing devil

part 6/6 of my art for the @mcyt-jukebox-bonanza!

[citrine-elephant]

drafting up and idea for a scene. too impatient to NOT share

[asimpwithnotits]

Tell me about the horror AU you mentioned :)

-🌺🌲

YESSSSS!!!! This is gonna be a somewhat Short/medium post Because I'm still working out how it would go! It's horror Au Revolving around the Sculk infection mod, (A mod that Corrupts mobs and the world with Sculk)!

•°•°•°• Jesse, Petra, Lukas, Axel and Oliva are Exploring an Ancient city after hearing about the rumors surroundings of an Ancient city (AND ALSO BECAUSE THERE WAS SCULK INFECTION IN THE CAVES NEAR BEACONTOWN) and it was Freaking out the town's people. Jesse and the Crew are currently Inside the Ancient city, Getting a little disgusted and Frightened from the Sculk. Axel finds a chest and opens it(No loot, Womp womp buddy.), A Shrieker activating, scaring everyone a little bit. They decide to keep adventuring.•°•°•°• THIS IS ALL I COULD SQUEEZE OUT OF MY BRAIN FOR THE BEGINNING SUMMARY!

[phosphorescentspaceman]

A fallen spaceman devoured by false stars

Lalna didn't want to be down here, but Xephos hadn't surfaced for days. He'd been in constant radio contact, but Lalna knew he'd barely taken enough provisions for a day, let alone a week.

Gingerly, he stepped through the sculk, his boots laced together and hanging over his arm, bare feet chilled by the cave stone below them. He walked onwards to Xephos' last location on his map, the ever brightening glow of the sculk making his blood chill. The whispers started suddenly, the soft moss dripping across the cave having deadened the noise. It was Xephos, his voice soft and syrupy sweet, like a child up too late at a sleepover. He startled in place when he realised the distant sculk he'd been scanning for a sign of his - his friend - shifted in place, making an idle hand gesture in conversation. He was nearly impossible to spot against the diffuse glow around him, his own glowing freckles appeared to have multiplied, sculk staining the bright red of his coat.

"No - no! Don't be silly!" Xephos' voice was so soft but he could hear the smile in it. "No - Lalna's - he's like my warden. He keeps me safe." A pause, a flick of his ear as Xephos listened to something Lalna couldn't hear. "I trust him, silly thing. He'd only ever lie to me to keep me safe." Lalna felt that like a stake through the heart and had to fight the wounded noise he wanted to make. "- mm. I don't always make good choices. It must be nice to be part of the hive like that." Had the sculk finally -

"But then he wouldn't be just mine anymore. That would make me sad." Lalna didn't like the nauseous swirl of emotions that banged around the walls of his chest. He didn't know if he wanted to hear this, these quiet truths a sleepy-voiced Xephos now struggled to keep secret. Beside him, a sculk tendril shivered, lighting up a little brighter.

"Lalna! Friend!" He could see Xephos rise, gently removing scraps of sculk from his clothes and placing them on the rare bare patches of stone around him. Xephos padded towards him, a nearly unnatural awareness of where he could place his feet to avoid standing on sculk. Nearly purring, he pressed his face into Lalna's shoulder looking up at him with newly doe-like eyes. "I missed you!"

"You've been down here for a week, Xeph." He couldn't stop the waver in his voice. Xephos seemed to catch it, a soft, heartbroken expression on his face.

"Oh - on Lalna I didn't realise - I'm so sorry!" Lalna wrapped an arm around him, burring his face into Xephos' hair. It still smelt the same. He felt something in him unwind a touch.

"Its - it's fine. I'm glad you're ok." Xephos looked at him, still frowning. Lalna caught another ear flick.

"We're going up to the surface now. You are going to carry me because you are good at keeping me safe. And also because my legs are numb." Lalna didn't get a chance to process that because half a moment later his arms were full of the other man. He couldn't help but laugh, hoisting him into a princess carry that had Xephos giggling.

"Ok, ok! I'll carry you!"

[jadienjaystoriesandart]

A Father of Spores

Summary: Grian hasn’t been feeling himself since coming out of the decontamination room. Though he has a clean health, and no more shrooms are growing on or out of him, he still feels weird all over. He keeps hearing Scar’s voice too, but the man isn’t any where to be seen. And Mumbo has him staying away from the main areas where the resistance has been hitting, as par for the course after exposure. But, that didn’t stop Cub from paying him a visit. 

Warnings: Mentions of Body Modification, Brainwashing, Body Horror, Corruption, Mentions of Death, Mentions of Cannibalism, and Altered Reality.

No Beta lol, give into the spores please.

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The usual after decontamination was a period of which one had to quarantine away from any and all forms of the mycelium. Which meant Grian was stuck in his simple house away from the main area of infection, which was mostly the outskirts and inner city. Luckily his area was mostly untouched, and made for some time he could gather his thoughts. Truth be told he didn’t remember alot of it. Mumbo was being vague on purpose, so he could only guess it was bad. His arms and back were healing up fine at least, no more shrooms growing out of them. And he was taking it slow for the time until the week was up to head back to work, once they were sure all signs of infection were gone. 

It was... dull, boring, going on day 3 with Grian doing a movie marathon of the Scooby Doo films... they were bad but in a cringy good way. He was also was watching Mystery Incorporated, and trying to keep his mind off things as he petted his cats. Lately it’s been.. odd, he swears he hears Scar’s voice in his house. But, each time he turns around, no one is there, and not a sign of spores in sight.

Maybe he really is starting to lose it? Maybe it’s a prolonged effect of after exposure? He had heard altered state of mind was a common side effect for a few days, so... he tried not to let it get to him. 

He finished peeling the potatoes for a pot roast he was making, getting started on cutting them into 4′s when there was a knock at his door.

“Hm?” Grian looked up confused, could that be Mumbo? Maybe even Impulse or Doc coming to check on him? The latter was more likely as Mumbo knew better than to go to someone during quarantine period, he was target number one after all. Washing his hands quickly, as another knock was heard, he walked over to the door.

Opening the door after turning the lock, Grian looked outside, and felt his inside turn cold at the sight before him. 

Green and black fugus like stuff ran up the side of his face, creating these horns that poked out from black hair. The eyes were pure black with blue orbs looking at Grian, glowing blue shrooms grew out the side of the face as well and along his shoulders.  Cub smiled brightly at Grian, “Helloooo Grian.” he said cheerfully to him, the horns flicking a bit like cat ears.

SLAM!

Grian had his back to the door his heart rate rising as he looked startled a bit in disbelief. He stood there in shock, staring at the ground. For a second, he wondered if he had imagined it.

More knocking behind him as it vibrated through his back. “Grian.” Cub’s voice said, “I promise I won’t make more shrooms grow in your walls or couch. I just came to talk.” his tone almost a slight whine to it, playful and teasing.

Rubbing a hand over his face, Grian groaned in annoyance as he stood up again and opened the door again peering at Cub around the corner. Cub was smiling brightly at him still, despite the stuff growing out of his skin and face, the smile was the same as Grian remembered it. Opening the door fully Grian sighed, “... Don’t try anything.” he grumbled before allowing Cub inside. He was an idiot, but frankly he knew Cub could force his way in if he wanted. So, civil was the best course of action, and calling the cops wouldn’t do shit, as that last time the happen Scar infected them all. 

Cub walked in and did take off his muddy shoes in the mud room, Grian closed the door again, but didn’t lock it just in case. He looked at Cub who was petting on his cat, she didn’t seem to mind purring away happy to see him again. Cub smiled at Grian, “I’ve missed you.” he told him, “Didn’t mean to be gone so long, or cause you to get a new couch before then.” he said sheepishly, rubbing the back of his head with a fanged smile.

Shifted a bit Grian made a face, “Darn well better be, that was a good leather couch.” he grumbled a bit as Cub did laugh, it... sounded off, it was Cub’s voice but also distorted a bit. He looked at the other and sighed heavily, “Hungry?” he asked him curiously, trying to keep calm and even voice.

The horns flicked as Cub perked up, “A bit, any meats will work, or anything mushroom and vegetable related.” he said walking with Grian to the kitchen taking a seat at one of the bar stools. 

“Mushroom related?’ Grian asked confused as he put the potatoes into the pot. 

Shrugging, Cub leaned on the counter, Grian was gonna have to disinfect things again. “I mean, fungus is cannibalistic by nature, we eat dead things, even other dead shrooms.” he explained. “well, it’s not really ‘cannibalism’ as we don’t have the same moral standing as most humans. Just a way of life really.”

Grian hummed at that looking intrigued  as he put the pot on high and sat across from Cub. This felt painfully familiar, days and nights they spent together when dating just chatting and laughing. Before Cub got infected, before he fell off the face of the earth for 6 months and came back... looking like this. 

“Been a long time, huh?” Cub smiled at him calmly, “I’ve missed our nights together, Scar likes hearing me talk about you. He really likes you.” he chuckled faintly as Grian looked at Cub with sad yet curious brown eyes. His feathers shifted a bit as the faint sound of chuckling was in his head, but it was gone as quick as he heard it. 

A pause in the air as Cub hummed faintly, “he wants to see you again,” he said slowly, “the father I mean, Scar, he wants to get to know you on a personal bases, as I talk to highly of you.” 

Grian said nothing as Cub watched him without blinking, in fact the other didn’t see to blink at all. A moment, before Cub continued, a sad, and quiet sigh escaping his mouth. “I wasn’t forced like this Grian.” he said, as it shattered the silence like glass, and Grian was now looking at him with wide eyes. Cub gave a sad smile, “I was very willing.” 

Wide, and shocked brown eyes looked at Cub, that... that couldn’t be true! He remembered Cub being among the ones that went missing when the Father Spore had made his appearance, after he infected the building Cub had been working in. The day he came back, stumbling and a bit dazed in Grian’s door and near contaminated the whole house beyond repair... before vanishing again. 

“I know, hard to believe.” Cub said calmly with a shrug, “but I’m not lying, i have no real reason to lie like this. Trust me, the brainwashed ones are obvious compared to ones like me. We are gifted with more freedom of will, our thoughts are more our own, but we are still connected to The Father.” he explained to Grian messing with one of the shrooms on his arm. As he did so it did spew out some blue powder, which Cub cleaned up from the counter. 

Ones like Cub couldn’t produced heavily spore pollen like Scar, but he was still contagious through contact. Even more so than some of the others infected, but Sculk was a very advance form of fungus that grew in the darkest parts of the world. 

Chewing on his lower lip for a moment, Grian narrowed his eyes at the table, the silence stretched as this info sank in. “Why?” he finally asked after a long moment of his thoughts swirling around, taking in the fact Cub, his Cub, became this monster like creature.

Another shrug, Cub sat up a it, “The Father isn’t just some guy infected with overgrown mushrooms Grian... he’s something much more powerful and more than a mere man now. He’s the new age coming, of which all will be either connected or food.” he said in a matter of fact tone. Then a grin, “I know sounds very ‘Cultish’ doesn’t it? But it’s the honest truth, Scar speaks often of his plans to me, of how not all will be infected, but used to spread the spores with their decaying bodies.”

Another round of insides being dunked in cold water, Grian swallowed hard at that. They had.. suspected that was the plan, given some were killed by Scar and found with lots of mycelium and shrooms growing out of their dead bodies. But, to hear it from a source, it just made it all the more scary. 

“I was tired Grian,” Cub looks out the nearby window in thought, “I loved you so much, but other parts of my life were just so dull. I felt like I was doing things on a loop, and felt empty without you or other connections.” He seemed lost in thought for a moment then a faint smile, “Then I met Scar, he broke into the building, and spoke in a charming voice. He was cunning, threatening, but gentle and so calm. The building was over run with spores, mycelium, and Scar gave all us a choice. To accept his gift, or be the example.” 

Grian stared at that as Cub stared outside at the darkness, there were many bodies that day, all taken over by mushrooms, that area was still under heavy rules, no one was allowed inside it. It was a prime area to be infected, and the process to get rid of it was slow and with little fruition. Thus it was blocked off from the general public. 

“I accepted to go with him, me a very few others. I was actually the first to speak up that I’d go. On the promise of a new start, something more...” Cub spoke again catching Grian’s attention again. “He was so... gentle Gri, he cupped my face, smiled at me so lovingly, and promised all that and more.” a near whisper, reverently, and in so much awe. 

Cub looked back at Grian, “He took me to his home, the resistance base as you know it, and carefully helped me through the process. It was scary at first, I won’t lie, but the results are worth it.” his eyes almost glowed, “We are a part of him, and he of us. We are his children, Grian...” he reached out, but paused looking at up Grian with longing, loving, and pleading eyes. “I want you a part of us too, Gri, to feel like this. Loved, cherished, wanted.” 

They stared at each other for a long moment, before there was a hissing sound, Grian turned and swore rushing to the stove as he turned it down before it could mess up the burner. Once he was sure it wasn’t going to boil over, Grian looked at the contents in the pot, eyes narrowed a bit as Cub’s words rang in his head over and over again. 

Cub was clearly infected badly, but, he spoke so highly of how he was now. The idea of what Scar wanted in the end was terrifying. Though he could picture it clearly, the grass gone, now a soft purplish grey, perhaps a few more trees here and there, tall shrooms also that grew, the air cleaner and clearer than it ever had been. 

‘What a beautiful imagine, no?’

Scar’s voice in his head as Grian gripped the handles of the pot tighter. He frowned a bit, before getting out some food for him and Cub. Placing the bowl in front of his old flame, who didn’t take his eyes off him once. 

For a while they ate in silence, Grian messing with the food and Cub adding a mushroom to his happily. Then he spoke up, “I don’t know Cub,” he admits after a long moment, “I... just don’t know.” 

His thoughts were jumbled, a mess, and he just wasn’t sure. He was afraid, scared of what he’d become, repulsed by the idea of letting mushrooms grow out of him. But the way Cub spoke of it, a painful longing. What would being loved like that taste like? What would it feel like? To be cherished so easily? he had felt that with Cub, and in that moment in the office with Scar. And, Grian would be a liar if he said he didn’t want that. 

‘I could give you all that and more, my song bird.’

Cub finished eating and smiled at him, “you don’t need to answer right now Grian.” he said gently to him, “The Father can wait, even though you might see him later.” he smiled, then paused, “Oh... wasn’t suppose to say that.” he said.

“What?’ Grian looked at cub, “What do you mean? What is he planning?’

Shaking his head, Cub stood, “Can’t say Grian, secret and all,” a teasing wink, “if you joined us though, I could tell you so much more. All I’ve found out about what we are.”

A glared from Grian, as Cub smirked at him, “But for now,” his eyes gleamed over green and his voice changed, “tell no one you saw us here, little bird.” 

Grian froze at that, eyes widening... he felt like something fogged over his mind and he nodded to Cub. Cub smiled at that, eyes turning back to blue, he bent down for a moment, “Until then my flower.” he ghosted his lips over Grian, but didn’t touch them. And slowly pulled back from the dazed bird turning and leaving.

It wasn’t until the door clicked shut did Grian blink back into awareness. He looked around at the empty bowl, and some of the sculk on his counter. He felt... sad that Cub was gone, and he was alone again. 

Sighing after a moment, Grian got up to start disinfecting the counters and bleaching the bowl. His mind lost in thought as he went through the motions.

Maybe if he wasn’t distracted by his thoughts, he might have noticed when he moved, his body who puff out these faint purple spores. Or might have also noticed that the blue of his feathers was turning a bit purple as well. 

[weekly-welsknight]

[69]

more sculk wels au!

he's not willing to go into the sunlight just yet

[ask-moonbig]

you have to tell me what you think of the new statment -@archivist-of-the-void-institute

(Ooc: for anyone reading, go listen to the statement before looking at this)

that sounds horrible! if this is what's going on with The Catalyst, I should really check on him. Sculk seems to be going around here. Aurum has gotten infected too.

I have never been so glad to not have a human body. Melting flesh... that's just terrible.

Archivist, are you all right? Please stay away from the site of this. I know you people like to investigate but it will not be good if you get infected too.

[wasyago]

Please more Trail's gone cold au I'm begging you I need it just pour out every thought in your brain I want to hear it

hgdhhfbd i mean, sure why not

everything plot related is in the main post, there's nothing else really to tell. but i could share random details that didn't really fit into the lore drop. again tho, it's a small au and mostly an exploration of the concept, so there's not a lot.

❄️ gem and etho are siblings, i don't think it was mentioned anywhere? blood related and all that, they both have black hair, gem just dyes hers.

❄️ behind the scenes reasons for the order of deaths. generally i picked these three to be the main cast because i suddenly realized pet crew were just dungeon master and his two winners, and that was too crazy of a concept to not do anything with? so, tango as the main guy and actual master of the dungeon had to die first, seeing how he's the cave's favorite. pearl as the main explorer and as the one to unlock all the secrets had to die second, because she had to return to the dungeon / the cave to find out the truth, and she conquered it but never actually got out. and etho had to survive, because he's the "proper" winner and the one who actually escaped the dungeon with treasures.

❄️ lore reasons for the order of infection. tango you already know, but pearl and etho went in at the same time so in theory they had to start experiencing the effects together. but because etho was wearing a mask it did lessen the amount of sculk he inhaled, slowing down the process. wear masks kids!

and, well, you did say you wanted to hear every thought so. i really like the plot point of them leaving tango to die, so im gonna ramble a little about it. even just, the difference in their views on the situation is so satisfying to me. because tango had no idea something scary was happening to him! and for pearl and etho it was a life or death situation. and just-- they were talking about leaving tango and tango obviously, obviously, protested, because what the actual hell??? yes okay he's ill and a burden, but don't leave an ill guy to freeze to death in a cave, what is wrong with them????? or, okay, what is wrong with etho, pearl was against the idea. but, straight up tango did not plan for it to end this way, he had his whole life ahead of him and so many things ha still wanted to do! of course he cried when they left, what else was he supposed to do? thank etho for his awesome decision? be all cool and stoic and sacrifice himself? hell no, he didn't want to die, he never asked for this.

he did die tho, so. whomp whomp 🎺... i imagine he passed before pearl and etho even reached the stairs, so at least he didn't suffer for long. if he had a breakdown about being left alone he probably hyperventilated and inhaled like a ton more sculk, so that killed him even faster. must've sucked tho...

and then pearl, god, pearl.... she didn't encounter any dangers on the way back, since she wasn't trying to escape and the cave had no reason to be hostile towards her. but seeing how she was at the last stage before turning... she probably didn't get to tango before collapsing... not dying just yet, but too feverish and too weak to walk. but if tango was already back, he could very much go and find her. can you imagine the pure horror of drowning in your regrets as you slowly die and then having your supposedly already dead friend appear in front of you all cheery and oh so wrong. i dont know how much of tango is left in that thing, but the image of him sitting by pearl and holding her until she dies is so-- its haunting but it's sweet. and then there's still enough time to catch up with etho.

actually, gahhhh, all three pet povs are their own unique horror story and it's so good.

the horror of having to go through this terrifying experience, and then being the only survivor, knowing full well that the only reason you lived is because you left your friends to die, and there's no way of fixing it now.

the horror of everything falling apart around you because of miscommunication, and then the one time you decide to do it right you end up regretting every single decision and witnessing the direct result of your mistakes come for you.

the horror of being stupid... the horror of losing all control over your life and being betrayed in the moment of your most vulnerability, dying fully and utterly helpless.

this au is so sad but i love it so much...

okay wow that's enough for one post, ask more if you want tho!

[antimony-medusa]

You Blew Me Into Stardust

Kristin laughed, the sound emerging too-loud in the half-empty bar. She hung her head in her hands. “Oh yeah,” she told the bar top. “I mean, the mechs—they were originally designed to battle sculk anyways, and it’s not like anything bad happened to the people who built them, so we’ll be good.” “Oh yeah, all those ancient cities still goin�� strong today.” Techno ran a finger around the top of his glass. “Civilization standin’ strong overall. Whole situation went so well, I don’t give us more than a 50% chance of someone dyin’. Maybe 40% if we’re lucky.” “Oh god.” Kristin emerged from her hands laughing, and pushed her hair out of her face. “No worries, it’ll go great to go back there. We’ll all do great. Happy about this, actually.” Ponk came over with the bottle and refilled her glass, and she nodded to them. “Thanks.” “And if only one of us dies—” Techno grinned at her, tired. “Then the other person just has to deal with it. And that’s easy. I’m doing great.” “I’m doing great,” Kristin echoed, a little choked up. She straightened fully and looked down at her drink, turning the stem of the glass between her fingers. “I miss him.” She cleared her throat. “I miss my husband, Techno. I miss him a lot.”

Status: 9/9 chapters, updated 9 August, 42,846 words

Fandom: Dream SMP

Rating: Teen Audiences

Warning: No Archive Warnings Apply

Characters: Technoblade (Video Blogging RPF), Kristin Rosales Watson, Phil Watson | Philza, Ranboo (Video Blogging RPF)

Relationships: Technoblade & Kristin Rosales Watson, Kristin Rosales Watson/Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Phil Watson | Philza, Technoblade & Kristin Rosales Watson & Phil Watson | Philza

Tags: Alternate Universe - Mecha, Technically Post Apocalypse but that's kind of background, Benchtrio is also here, Syndicate is also here, Dream is also here, Endersmile hand in unlovable hand, while I'm tagging duos, Peerpressure, Wardens (Minecraft), Alternate Universe - Sculk Kaiju Defense, Grief, Happy Ending, 40k of chanting Let Kristin Kill at higher and higher volumes, Inspired by Art, We fridge Phil but then we get him back, Hospitals, Needles, Body Horror, Really abysmal management, MCYTblr Summer AU Fest 2024, Marvel-movie levels of violence throughout, Queerplatonic Relationships, Queerplatonic Technoblade/Kristin Rosales Watson/Phil Watson | Philza

And it's time for the second fic I wrote for @mcytblraufest! Inspired by art by the incredible @errs-other-other-blog-again and betted by the invaluable @droidofmay, this is slightly more than 40k of mech au that contains a lot of terrible jokes about grief and death, because well— gestures to the main characters. This fic has put me through the wringer due to the time constraints, but I love it a lot and am delighted to be able to share it with you. Enjoy!

[unexpectedly-haunted]

fic rec list!

assorted hermitcraft + life series fic recommendations!

attempt thirty-three by bee_4: Joe Hills centric time loop fic. Also features Cleo, Scar, and Cub, and I love everyone's characterisation! Haunting and open ended, but still points of hope. Words: 13,617 Chapters: 1/1

To Sit in Hell with You by enemyofrome: Last Life treebark fic from Ren's POV. Focus on these two in the Shadow Alliance because man, those guys were really something else. Obsessed with the characterisation, have reread a reasonable amount. Words: 2,664 Chapters: 1/1

monsters nearby series by enemyofrome: Treebark series where the games are over but the Watchers aren't leaving Martyn alone- really fun exploration of supernatural impersonations and how that might impact your relationship with the real person. I'm not normal about these ones. Second work has a hopeful ending. Words: 13,856 Works: 2

Lifeline AU by SlashMagpie: Scifi/Fantasy AU about body-snatching aliens, also including the emptiness of space, magical worldbuilding, unreality and time travel. Main POV characters are Tango, Impulse + Pearl, but also includes much of the Hermitcraft ensemble + Skizz. Read the entire AU in one night and haven't been the same since, cannot recommend highly enough. Words: 299,349 Works: 6

Blood & Snow by SlashMagpie: Tango gets eaten by the dungeon, or close enough. Unsettling, visceral, and features possession! Has Scar, Bdubs, Cub, Etho, and Hypno POV. Words: 12,425 Chapters: 7/7

the sanctity of the mundane by crabbunch: Double Life SMP series with a fic exploring the relationships between each soul bounded pair. Found each work really fun and compelling, great variety in tone. Shoutout especially to this Cleo + Martyn! Words: 24,712 Works: 7

sculk blossom by crabbunch: Cub centric fic that works as both a character study and a look at his sculk corruption on Empires. Delighted by the horror and characterisation here! Words: 4,065 Chapters: 5/5

Deus Ex Machine by crabbunch: Bdubs POV, an existential/magical horror piece about the power of belief, storytelling, and godhood. Also some great Clethubs! Words: 13,449 Chapters: 8/16

Tangotek Evil Incorporated: Supervillain Tango and superhero Jimmy as arch nemeses. Comedy with a happy ending, and SO much fun to read. Words: 22,445 Chapters: 2/2

there are many downsides to being a marine biologist by donnerstag: Doc's marine biology gets complicated when the latest specimen turns out more human than expected: the siren he names Martyn. Really engaging and well-characterised fic, impossible to read and not end up invested in docmartyn. Trust me. Words: 74,006 Chapters: 27/27

a falling axe, a sharpened knife by sesquidpedalian: Double Life Cleo + Martyn relationship study, where soulmates also have a telepathic bond. Just really enjoyed this one! Words: 2,081 Chapters: 1/1

ectype by sesquidpedalian: Third Life AU where Martyn is there when Grian visits for enchantments. Really neat character study of two guys who aren't anything alike at all, definitely not. Words: 1,603 Chapters: 1/1

never our blood on this sand again by cosmicretribution: Scarian and treebark timeloop AU. Includes angst, the Timeloop Horrors, developing relationships, and great prose + characterisation! Words: 8,905 Works: 2

A Romance Route for the Doomed Villain?! by skelew: Treebark isekai AU where Martyn gets hit by a 2007 nissan micra and transported to a dating sim featuring the villainous Red King. Crack treated seriously, and a great parody fic that also happens to be genuinely compelling. Words: 5,012 Chapters: 1/1

feel free to add on recs in reblogs/comments! :D

[silverskye13]

As is my want, my brain has cycled back around to that really tragic sculk horror au I still desperately want to write.

[slythepuffle]

Minecraft SMP Infection AU

I'm getting back into this trend again. I made this AU a while back for an SMP I was part of and called it the "Astral Spores Disease". Here's a breakdown of the disease, from the perspective of a survivor researching it:

TW for Implied Body Horror?

Phase 1: Initial Infection. The signs are hard to identify at first, as it had previously been mistaken for mere allergies (We know better now). The common symptoms were itchy eyes and nose, sneezing, rashes, and coughing. However, there were two additional symptoms that we initially brushed off. The first is the formation of bumps underneath itchy rashes, which appear in small clumps over the irritated skin. They were mistaken for insect bites or the results of scratching too harshly. The second is what appear to be small worms (now confirmed to be roots), crawling/writhing out of the corners of the eyes and/or nose.

Phase 2: Infection begins. The roots are more apparent, sprouting out of the eyes and nose, while additional roots/vines burst through bumps found on the skin. This was confirmed to be an extremely painful experience, mostly due to the screams of the infected as it happened. The aftermath of them bursting is less painful (but still painful), with the infected starting to grow plants on their bodies. They will also begin to cough out spores, which will infect others around them should they be inhaled. Depending on which of the Branches they are infected with, the symptoms are as follows:

Swamp Branch: Moss sprouts from the skin alongside the vines, coating the skin in the substance. It spreads in giant clumps and has a habit of spreading to other surfaces. They will then grow flowers, more commonly pink spider lilies, which can also spread spores. While they do not destroy the body, they do tend to grow faster.

Invader Branch: Along with normal sculk, sculk veins and sensors poke out of the skin, growing out of the bumps coming from the skin. The skin begins to darken, slowly becoming covered in sculk, as bright glowing blisters appear. This is also another way for the spores to spread – If the blisters are to burst, they release a potent amount of spores into the air. It slowly destroys the body over time.

Phase 3: Advanced Infection. The infection has taken over most of the body, with plants having grown almost everywhere on the person’s body (Again, dependent upon which Branch of infection). This is typically the most aggressive stage, with the spores now invading the infected’s brain. The spores can now be shaken off of the plants growing from them, infecting others.

Swamp Branch: The moss covers more of the body and tends to stretch across different surfaces, connecting the infected to whatever they had last touched. It is harder for them to move around because of this, leaving them mostly stranded in one place.

Invader Branch: The sculk has spread along more of the body. However, parts it had previously infected will show great signs of decay, maybe even exposure down to the bone. (The exception to this is Florida and Demise, due to the fact both are made of sculk.)

Phase 4: Complete Infection. The infection has taken over the entire body. Plants overgrow the body, covering almost every inch, ceasing almost all movement. They are more docile now, mostly because they can no longer move, but are still dangerous due to the spores that they cough out with their dying breaths.

Phase 5: Death. The infected body dies, leaving behind an overgrown corpse. Despite being dead, they are still dangerous, as the plants growing on the corpse still emit spores.

[fireladyarts]

OH NO BUDDY, they're ALL different mobs here!

(Except Blue, my boy is still a regular skeleton except certain attributes that are basically plot armor LOL!)

Also yes one of them is an enderman, and it's Dust! My version of endermen are particularly funky, especially given the lore of this AU!

Dust in particular is actually paler than a regular enderman. 🧡

Also Error and his brothers are in a hilarious situation that I solved using logic based on the bedrock wither!

That version can summon wither skeletons as minions, so basically yes they were originally the other skulls before basically forming their own bodies!

Also in this AU Cross is a piglin brute with his hoglin bestie, Epic!

(Ink is originally a piglin that zombified due to being in the Overworld and got infected with sculk- he's turning into a dragon literally for balance reasons like yours did, lol!)

And just because I can, here's more of the beautiful bois! Killer is a creeper that can't die!

Horror is a particularly decayed zombie with a weird thing with redstone.

And as mentioned, Cross is a piglin brute that due to farming gold carrots and apples can't zombify and instead grew fur in the Overworld! (He's purple because both he and Epic have an addiction to sucking on crying obsidian. XD)

And of course, Epic is a larger than usual hoglin that's also ridiculously buff! Basically he has that super buff gene naturally. Him and Cross are totally inseparable.

There's also Sci the friendly vex! (He's more of a mad scientist in this AU.) He's also still vex size, so he's TINY!

(Also I see your tags and Steve and Alex will eventually be involved. I'll not spoil how, though!)

Totally random but I thought I'd share this! I've actually made my own AU with the Apple Twins being dragons! Hilariously it's a silly little crossover with Minecraft, where everyone is a different mob!

Anyway Nightmare is obviously an ender dragon but I kind of ran away with things and made up an entirely new Overworld dragon for Dream! (Also for the sake of more dragons there's a Nether variant as well.)

And even better: Ink is something infected by sculk turning INTO a dragon! (Slowly.)

Also Error and his brothers are withers (slightly different from the norm) because Yes.

I just thought you'd like to see my not quite but also yes dragon balance AU!

(You don't have to answer if you don't want to, just thought it'd be fun to share!)

Hi yes I love minecraft again rn, watching a bunch more videos in the background while drawing and the such, so you caught me at such a good time bro, my interest is PEAKED.

The idea of all the realms having a dragon boss is absolutely killer I am shaking you so much right now.

Dream looks absolutely majestic, and the idea of Ink turning into a skulk based dragon I am in LOVE. Those wings are to DIE FOR. A skulk based dragon just in general is cool af ngfl. And the way I immediately knew Nightmare was the Ender dragon of this scenario LMFAO. Are the boys Endermen??? Or at least one of them?? Though I could also see them as zombies too.

(Coming back after finishing this to hit my dumbass for forgetting there’s LITERALLY skeletons IN minecraft. And wither skellies too fhwifbjw)

Error makes a perfect wither btw. And when you say all of them are withers, do. Do you mean separate entities. Three different withers. Or are they each a head of one wither. Cuz I am DYING at the idea of Error, Geno, and Fresh being a three headed being constantly arguing with each other SOBBING.

Also hydra opportunity, just saying—

ANYWAY yes I love this thank you very much. This is a very fun AU and I’m giggling to myself imagining the possibilities.

[lunartearrose]

>MY GRIAN WAS SORRY TOO

I couldn't stop thinking about this moment so i kind of hyperfixated into doing a scary drawing about it. Something something grumbot prime's au has a really nasty sculk infestation that grian tried to use to sway the hermits yadda yadda ends bad so bad. Anyways! Enjoy the bluejay and cardinal gri!

[weekly-welsknight]

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quick sculk wels concept!

i thought it would be neat to headcanon his hiatus from hermitcraft as him just getting lost in the deep dark