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hi. im bribing you :)
OH MY GOD I NEVER FUCKING ANSWERED THIS???? i am sO sorry oh my god.
anyway this is amazing and if i could go back in time and tell everyone to vote for skizz i absolutely would i love that guy so much u have no idea
(for context, i asked for people to tell me who to vote on the doc v skizz sexyman poll)
#spooky.asks#victoriantreecat#I WAS GOING THROUGH MY ASKBOX TO FIND AN ASK AND SAW THIS AND AAAA IM SOOOO SORRY IT TOOKMSO LONG OMG#hides my face in shame /lh
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And tastes soooo good with
every vegetable I
grabbed from the fridge too!
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
kill the shift manager in your brain
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HermitCraft S10 E02 - Too Much Messing About! - Skizzleman // Matthew 4:18 - The Bible // Hermitcraft 10: Episode 2 - FISH! - Grian // The Chosen (Episode 4) // Matthew 4:19-20 - The Bible // Fanart by @noodlesnatcher // integratedcatholiclife // Fanart by @daily-grian // The calling of the apostles Peter and Andrew by Jesus - Gebhard Fugel // Fanart by @zhukzucraft
..........hi guys
special thanks to @cardpug for coming up with the joke and @victoriantreecat for encouraging me ;D
#dgsfhgbfdshvfdswbhgBHWBFHEHDSSSGFDHGBFDHBVF HELP#hermitcraft#webweave#web weaving#grian#hermitcraft s10#hermitcraft season 10#this took so much longer to put together than expected#respect to web weavers :3#textpost tag#hi guys#geminitay#skizzleman#ethoslab
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falsesymmetry; the queen of hearts, heads, and body parts
bbc news / zbigniew herbert / hbomb94 / john steinbeck / nikki giovanni / clarice lispector / hbomb94 / rebecca harknis-cross / black sails / @victoriantreecat
#mcc#falsesymmetry#false#tides.ww#web weaving#i started this in may :standing_man:#also the way i was deep diving in riactes blog insane
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copied it over so we could bounce things around without deeply confusing OP but @victoriantreecat YOU GET IT
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me: sitting next to
a campfire with smoke and
sparks blowing at me
Beep boop! I look for accidental haiku posts. Sometimes I mess up.
me: sitting next to a campfire with smoke and sparks blowing at me
the decked out voice in my brain:
EMBER SEEKER
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just wanted to ask if any of my mutuals have cohost (i’ve got the same username there btw) or discord (outside of the bb fandom moots)
tumblr is worsening and i don’t want to lose y’all :/
tagging people under the cut
@mossonawindowsill @mostlyonthefloor @canofhappy @twofoursixohjuan @writingandwritten @august-is-a-dragon @sxmply-chikinuggies @lemon-girl-in-devil-town @victoriantreecat @reine-du-sourire @the-turtle-fan @isilee @nogenrealldrama
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Hiiiii!! i put my little fic onto ao3 because it was about time i made an account
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: 3rd Life | Last Life SMP Series Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Martyn Littlewood & Rendog Characters: Martyn Littlewood | InTheLittleWood, Rendog (Video Blogging RPF) Additional Tags: Fluff, platonic or romantic you choose - Freeform, Light Angst, in the sense that 3rd life was always going to be a tragedy. and Martyn knows that Summary:
A rainy day in Dogwarts, a quiet moment between the battles, a single sweet second before the end.
Where Martyn is preoccupied with the ever present threat, and Ren has made candy.
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@victoriantreecat let me borrow her joe hills bracelet for my cleo cosplay c:
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If you like renchanting, I just put this ficlet onto ao3!
Blackberry Winter: a sudden cold snap that occurs in late spring, after the blackberries have bloomed. Also called a dogwood or blackthorn winter.
Also known as: Vic continues to give renchanting sweet treats! With more fluff and awareness of the tragedy
#3rd life fanfic#trafficblr#renchanting <3#Vic's writing#trafficlife#Can be read as#treebark#It's late I can't sleep so. Shoves this at you
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oooh, wanna draw a piece of Wels' or Hels' armour?
A Helsmet for you!
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Lizzie, getting dressed in the morning:
Hey babe, can you get me my dagger? The one I usually leave under the desk in my studio.
Joel, returning with knife in hand:
This one? Doesn't your bone-handled one usually work better?
Lizzie, putting the knife in her leg sheath:
Yeah, but that's the one that fell in the lake on Thursday, so I'm making do.
i LOVE THIS. so many good details this is exactly the ideal relationship for them here i think
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@victoriantreecat
“La soirée” by Vittorio Reggianini (1858-1938).
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helloooo, the spopera has me in a choke hold, so would you mind sharing your favourite detail of the story or world or overall *waves hand vaguely* AU thingamybob :D
(fully take this as an invitation to go nuts, i love rants)
HELLO TUMBLR USER VICTORIANTREECAT i am so sorry it took me over a month to reply to this it is because i am forgetful </3 pls know that we love and cherish your asks every time they come in
i’ve had doc on the brain recently so!! Doc Thoughts 4 You. these are a bit rough and all over the place forgive me ashdkfhdjdhs
if you ask the folks at a certain lonely, backwater interplanetary hub, they’ll say the fellow who docks his solo ship and buys out the spare parts shop roughly once a year must be a recluse; some kooky old bastard who lives alone in the voids of deep space. probably has a self-sustaining mothership anchored to some asteroid out there, with how little he visits — it’s not like there’s any habitable planets nearby. only the real regulars can claim to have seen him, and the stories vary wildly: 8ft tall, no, 13ft! face and teeth made of metal, and a prosthetic eye that he can pop out and set off like a drone to fly around the hub, observing passerby with a piercing red glow. horns that can ram through the reinforced walls of a ship. a voice like the distant rumble of a burning star. massive, deadly claws and the stench of dirt and explosives, rocket fuel and redstone.
if you somehow ask the people he used to know before, they’d tell you he was insane. crazy ideas about hyperloop drives and shadow teleportation tech and mind control. a mad doctor, eventually run off into a self-imposed exile with a modified freighter ship. the last time anyone saw him, he was setting off to ransack a former human mining colony — deeply illegal, mind you. the species humans bring with them into their colonies are almost always highly invasive, and the mining site was set to be eradicated for having too many foreign livestock remaining on the hollowed-out planet. most assume that was the end for him: wiped out with the rest of the life on the old colony, in some mad, ill-fated quest to grab some illegal flora or fauna for whatever esoteric purposes.
if you ask doc himself, sitting on the porch of a scrap-metal shack on the purportedly-uninhabitable dwarf planet Hr-MT-77, he will tell you quite proudly that he is a goat farmer.
you politely don’t mention the modified pitchfork that can channel lightning from stormy skies, or the massive, towering array of antennas and satellite dishes that scramble all navigational signals that come anywhere near this sector of space. you don’t mention the acres of lush green farmland on a dwarf planet that’s never managed to sustain life on its own. there’s a baby goat chewing on your pant leg, wearing a little goat-shirt clumsily sewn together out of what seems to be the singed remains of a lab coat. later, doc quite casually tells the story of how he challenged a living planet and won and lost his arm for it afterwards, and you find that you wholeheartedly believe him.
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now it’s time for the fun fact round:
doc’s prosthetic eye is VERY high tech. it allows him to see in more colors than the average knallan, who see mostly in varying shades of green. it also functions, as mentioned above, as a drone (basically like his freecam in minecraft), where he can detach it and send it buzzing around and take in a live video feed from it, audio included! while it’s out and about doc is unable to hear or see anything going on around his body, unaware of much other than physical touch.
doc's current situation is that he lives alone on a fuck-off mudball of a dwarf planet that barely exists on any official documentation. he's the only person there, as of now, and only a few people know about it. he can send and receive normal signals through his scrambling array, so he can pick up on interplanetary radio/tv broadcasts if he feels like it.
i don’t remember how much of general knallan (doc’s species) physiology we’ve shared with the public already but i’ll go over it again just in case. knallans are Big, furry dudes with six limbs — two powerful rear legs, two upper arms, and then a set of limbs in the middle that can function as arms or legs depending on need/mood/etc. when quad, doc is about ~8ft tall, and when standing up on his hind legs he’s roughly ~10ft tall.
knallans, as a very last-resort defense mechanism, have natural pockets of explosive glands that can be activated at will to create concentrated explosions in specific parts of their bodies. it’s rough, but survivable. altho given that they live in a setting with sci-fi tech and FTL travel, the need to employ this has gone down drastically so most modern knallans never have to.
knallan fur is oddly plant-like and very suited to camouflage in their environments, which they can adapt to slowly over time. during the rainy season on Hr-MT-77, doc’s coat gets dark and lush, while during the dry season it pales and grows coarser. sick knallans even look a bit like they’re “wilting.”
still doc-themed but to the left i just think it’s SO important for u to know that baby knallans move kinda like this. just imagine a fluffy, three-foot long, six-limbed green weasel with nubby little horns and a stumpy little puff of tail and big clumsy paws and oversized, floppy goat ears that they haven’t quite grown into yet. that’s a baby knallan. (also according to @echotunes the word for a baby knallan would be “knällchen” which is just DELIGHTFUL to me)
anyways yes thank u so much I Care Him he loves being big and scary and intimidating and then throwing people off by playing silly about it like what?? me? the guy who did crimes against the laws of physics and basic engineering concepts?? whaaat no i’m just a simple goat farmer lol (he is clearly not a simple goat farmer you are not fooled and he knows you are not fooled and he’s grinning ear to ear about it)
#spopera spopera yeah spopera#space opera au#spopera au#victoriantreecat#im so normal about this au /lying#ty again for the asks this was fun to whip up even if i forgot about it for ages i am again so sorry agshdffkjnsfdl
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hello, I hear you are a space operator? Could you pretty please tell me about False and Martyn's home planet (Lumia, was it called?) it sounds so magical and cool from what i've heard :D
Yes I am!! :D
I think we named the home planet Coruscate (planets names are always in the back of our minds other than one or two that stick), but False and Martyn's species is called the lumian! It's originally from Yogscast lore iirc and we adopted it and went off with our own worldbuilding :3
Lumians are bioluminescent, and they very much are not the only ones! Their home planet is heavily vegetated, with massive trees covering majority of the sky from the ground below. So a lot of species, flora and fauna alike, adapted in different ways. Some developed the ability to see in the dark, and some species completely rid of sight all together, investing in their other senses because light was so sparse. But some, like the lumians, are bioluminescent and produce their own light in order to survive in Coruscate’s dark canopied jungles.
Everything on their home planet seems much, much bigger than them. Lumians tend to have civilizations carved out of the massive trees, and take advantage of the native creatures to get around, such as flying creatures and tree climbers. (Even though I never watched Yogs, I did do quite a fair bit of worldbuilding on lumian society for Space Opera!) Everything feels gigantic when you’re lumian-sized, from the giant glowing mushrooms to the massive squid creatures that croon beneath your boats in the shimmering rivers.
When talking visuals of their planet, I always refer to the movie Avatar! From space, Coruscate a very dark planet because of the tree canopies acting as a shield. But once you break through the leaves, there's all these lights and colours of things that live in the dark through bioluminescence. Most glow on this planet, particularly when it comes to lumians, is a substance called bioneos! It's a natural substance with a wide range of colours that give off a bright glow and is used for a number of different uses across native species, such as self-defense, camouflage, courting, and familial recognition.
However, Martyn and False may be from the same planet, but they're from very different worlds. False moved very early in her childhood while Martyn stayed before shipping off to attend college, and thus they grew up in different cultures. It's extremely rare for lumians to leave the planet, and even though they left at different stages of life, both feel alienated from the home society.
#just !! ahh!!! i love worldbuilding for this au so much its SUCH a blast#space opera au#victoriantreecat#daisy post
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*tinkling of doorbell*
h-hello, i'm new here, i was told you can get me some new spinal columns? please, its for my sister. i even brought you some pretty rocks. theyre opals. they were sort of bone once, is that good enough?
Oh! That doorbell is nice. Did you install it? If not, did you see the person that did? I’m sure they’re a nice person, nice enough to gift me a doorbell, that’s for certain! Y’know, I’d been meaning to install one for months. Or rather, given my limited knowledge of tools and such, get someone to install one. I’d pay good too: free bones, and money if they so wish. But someone did it for free! I’ll have to find them somehow. A nice folk, that one must be. And the sound! A wonderful twinkle! Well, it’s a bit more of a tink, like you said. Like a xylophone! Ah yes, like a note block xylophone sound. That’s a very nice sound, isn’t it.
Hmm? Oh yes, that’s a worthy trade. Good luck with your sister!
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