#let's build in minecraft

[cringengl]

if we look at the original timeline (aka annabeth and percy being born in 1993) then 2009 was a big year for annabeth bcus not only did the battle of manhattan take place and she finally started dating percy, but also minecraft came out and i think that would be a big deal to her

#i think specifically the pc version cane out in 2009 and i can imagine her using her daedalus laptop to create the most glorious builds ever #sometimes she lets percy play as well but he has to have a separate world #pjo #annabeth chase #percy jackson #percabeth #percy jackson and the olympians #minecraft #1k+ #cntp

[wolfsbane54]

Creative World: Building Giant Ancient Tree ; Long Play : Part 3 (No Commentary) 

This is my Creative World. I use this world for a more chill play. THis first few building you see are some of the first things i built by following youtube tutorials.

#youtube #Survival game #creative world #minecraft #minecraft creative #minecraft long play #building a ancient tree #let's build in minecraft #minecraft noob #asmr #minecraft asmr

[bigfatbreak]

Birds of a Feather previous / next

#birds of a feather #feralnette au #sass rlly said. this is a feature not a bug. lets fucking goooo #he knew this exploit would come in use someday soon #yea we've seen marinette play fighting games bc she's very active #but i like to imagine she also zones out in minecraft and makes the most insane looking buildings you've ever seen #also who's phone is that i Wonder.... eyes emoji

[redwinterroses]

There’s a cherry tree in the middle of the redwood forest.

False isn’t sure what to make of that. She shifts her grip on the staff in her hand, its pale glow reflecting faintly off the fresh snow. She’s come out here for resources—the vault altar is demanding logs, and these giant trees are an easy source—but the incongruous sight of an enormous, blossoming cherry tree sending pink petals wafting on the frozen wind…

She wonders if this is what fish feel like, when they see a lure.

“Hello?” she calls, her voice echoing off the trees. The world stands in permanent semi-twilight here, and the deeper shadows hide the mobs that will venture out come nightfall. A sneak of creepers is bedded down in a sweetberry bramble just on the other side of the clearing, and False tenses when the lead boar lifts his head, but he apparently doesn’t deem her worth stalking so early in the day. 

There is no other reaction to her call.

False is of half a mind just to head back home and farm her own dang trees. It’s not like the vaultar is picky about the kinds of logs—she could just as easily grow up a bunch of birch and throw those in there. But that will take so much longer… not to mention she’s not sure if there are even enough saplings in her storage.

She unhooks her enchantment-glittered axe from her belt and pauses to mentally poke at her mana reserves. Plenty high. Whatever’s lingering near this tree, it can hardly be worse than what she deals with on the daily in the vaults. Overworld dangers are barely a challenge anymore.

The logic of that doesn’t change the uneasy feeling that buzzes over her skin though. 

Venturing further into the clearing. False’s gaze traces up the trunk of the cherry tree, following its branches to where they terminate in lush bursts of pink and white blooms. A sweet smell drifts on the wind. She wrinkles her nose, reminded of compost piles and fermented spiders’ eyes. 

The tree’s branches stretch long and low—a canopy of their own, heavy with flowers and dark, glossy leaves. The space underneath is filled with falling flowers and a fog of pollen, the air moisture-thick like a lush cave.

Lifting one hand, False catches a falling petal on her fingertip.

It sizzles as it touches her skin, stinging and buzzing like live redstone.

She hisses through her teeth, shaking her hand and letting the petal fall to the forest floor. “What the heck?”

Another petal tumbles past her face, and she watches it with narrowed eyes—right until it fizzles out of existence a few pixels above the forest floor.

“Glitch,” she mutters. “That’s… not good.”

Iskall needs to know about this—it could be a bug from one of the new updates, or it could be something deeper in the code, but either way: this glitched tree is a problem. She’s probably lucky it just stung her.

She reaches for her communicator, raising it to take a pic of the cherry tree.

“Oh, hi there, False!”

False yelps, spinning around with her axe ready to swing.

Gem is standing behind her, a wreath of cherry blossoms tangled in her hair and antlers, leaning casually on a tall staff of blooming cherry wood. Her smile is wide, and sap flows over her fingers, pale golden, dripping down her arms to leave dark spots on the faded denim of her overalls.

“Gem!” False lowers her axe. “Oh my gosh, you scared me. I didn’t know you were doing Vault Hunters.”

“Hm?” Gem raises one eyebrow, and for a moment her eyes flicker to red and then purple before settling back on green. “Oh—I’m not doing Vault Hunters, False.” Her voice is amused, almost chiding.

“Oh.” False feels unexpectedly small—which is impressive, considering she’s nearly half a block taller than Gem. 

More of the glitched petals fall, resting on Gem’s hair and slowly melting into it like snowflakes. The brief moment of relief when False had seen Gem’s familiar grin is fading into something like the sensation of freefall. 

“What’cha up to?” Gem asks, and her face blinks from one expression to the next like a bad video message. Her clothes are blue—no, green—no, bloodstained and grey—no, blue. They’ve always been blue.

False takes a step back.

“Uh, not much…” she glances up at the redwoods. “Just doing some… resource gathering. You know.”

“Cool!” Gem giggles, and stands up straight. False tenses, but Gem only spins around her staff and waves a hand at the glitched tree. “I didn’t realize this was an occupied server—are there many people here?”

There’s a buzzing in False’s skull, and she blinks rapidly. A muscle twitches under her eye. 

“Um…”

“I guess it doesn’t really matter.” Gem lifts one hand and grabs one of the lowest branches of the cherry tree. She really should not have been able to reach that.

Swinging herself up with the lithe, effortless strength of a cat, she perches on the limb and stares down at False. The grin is gone from her face now, and she looks down at False with bright eyes.

“Etho’s not here, is he?”

False opens her mouth to answer, the words yes, of course he is, I can take you to him heavy on her lips… And with effort, she swallows them back. 

They taste of sweet rot.

“Why... why doesn’t what matter?” she asks instead.

Gem stares at her for a long moment, expressionless. The flowers woven through her antlers are growing of their own accord, twining up to caress their brethren in the branches overhead. 

Then she smiles broadly, flashing teeth that nearly glow white in the dappled shadows. “Oh!” she exclaims. “No reason! I’m only passing through, is all.”

“You’re not… you’re not sticking around?” False tries—and mostly fails—to sound disappointed.

“Naaaaah…” Gem stands and walks along the branch, as secure and balanced as if it were a stone floor. The flowers in her hair flow along behind her, sliding from the branches and falling like a cape down her back. “Worldhopping is easy. Staying in one spot is way harder.” 

False watches the flowers move and swirl, their smooth, strange motion ensnaring her attention. The buzzing is back, too. Like bees, drunk on honey and sleepy in their hive.

“World hopping…?” she manages. “With admin commands?”

Gem’s laugh is as brilliant as a knife and as sharp as a spark. “False!” she crows. “You say the funniest things.”

False laughs. It seems appropriate. She isn’t sure why.

“Anyway,” Gem continues, fading into one patch of blossoms and reappearing on the other side of it. Her eyes are sprays of cherry flowers now. Her antlers are branches. “Anyway, cherry trees are all the same. They make it easy to get around.”

“That…” doesn’t make sense, False wants to say. But her lips are heavy, and coated in sticky sap. Maybe it doesn’t really matter.

“Oops! Behind you, False!” 

Gem’s chirped warning is flaked in glee, and False turns around, as slow as if her feet are buried in soul sand.

The creepers she had seen—the entire sneak—are standing behind her, pink flowers blooming from their eyes. 

“Oh no.”

The boar’s blinded head snaps toward her voice, hissing. He starts to aggro, bioluminescent streaks flashing from his snout to flanks in increasingly-swift pulses of light.

“See ya in season ten, False!” Gem cries out cheerfully.

The axe drops from False’s nerveless fingers, trailing strings of sap. She smells the inescapable stench of burning gunpowder, overlaid with rot.

“...Dangit.”

[FalseSymmetry was blown up by a creeper]

~*~

Jerking upright in her own bed, False swipes wildly at her face, trying to smear away tree sap that isn’t there. 

“What the heck, Gem?” she exclaims at her empty base. Her voice falls flat, swallowed up by the sky that surrounds her builds. The clock above her head ticks impatiently, and she huffs in frustration, pushing up out of her bed. All her tools, gone—her levels, gone... and after all that she still needs those logs for the vault. 

Grumbling, she starts pulling backup gear from various chests, trying to cobble together something that can get her back to the redwood grove before her items despawn—assuming they hadn’t all been obliterated by a second or third creeper explosion. She glances at the vaulter, and freezes.

It’s been completed. The crystal floats gently atop the stone pedestal, gleaming with an inner light. 

And, tumbled at the base of the vaulter—abandoned, more than was needed to fill the crystal’s requirements:

Half a stack of cherry logs.

#falsesymmetry #geminitay #red said eldritch gem rights #let her be cheerful and scary too she deserves it #also there needs to be more Vault Hunter fic in the world. and more False content. #this was inspired by a post of some enormous redwood trees I saw the other day with teeny tiny people at the base of them #along with Gem's tree building -- the cherry trees in her hardcore and s9 builds #and the headcanon from hc8 and empires that she's a worldhopper #anyway this is the first thing I've really written in (over?) a year so... I'm quite happy about it. #might polish and put it on AO3 later but for now it's just for the hellsite <3 #redwinterwrites #oh also excuse for creeper/minecraft worldbuilding yaaay XD

[synvelesow]

modern au brainrot spread

#fear and hunger #fear and hunger termina #daan #karin #marina #levi #marcoh #fear and hunger daan #fear and hunger marina #fear and hunger karin #fear and hunger marcoh #fear and hunger levi #daarcoh #implied at least #karin is a journalist unsatisfied with the magazine she's been working at trying to get daan to open up for an article #marcoh is a goodhearted bouncer/security guard at a bar that is way too nice to everyone #levi is a minecraft player. let him build houses and mine for diamonds #fear & hunger #modern au #synvelesow art

[possiblyawesometmblr]

when it comes to scott smajor and his apparent inability to lose the life series: it's not that scott's good at minecraft. it's that scott's good at Minding His Own Fucking Business

#he's just in the corner building vacation homes and not starting wars #this is /j man is good at minecraft lol #he said i'll kill if necessary but otherwise? eh #people forget about him until day 5 #at which point he's so far in the lead you've got trouble #and THEN he lets loose #and you're fucked #life series #scott smajor #smajor #smajor1995 #limited life #double life #last life

[voidbits]

ICE CREAM HOUSE I FORGOT ABOUT UNTIL NOW WAAAAAH i love how well the sprinkles came out. and the ice cream scoop shapes too actually

wool texture is so ice cream

#posting this before the vanilla/strawb/mint splatfest #i hope it goes well #LETS GO TEAM STRAWBERRYYYYYY #minecraft #mineblr #minecraft inspo #minecraft build #queuebits #voidbuilds

[cerulianvermillion]

Okay so. Fic idea: post demigods and magicians crossover book, they create a minecraft server together. also carter is really good at minecraft for some reason lmao. and and they get into the wildest shenanigans there like can you even imagine the mods they would put in for the server? i bet percy would look for one where there are sailboats. somehow the grass is pink. sadie digs a hole into the middle of the earth. annabeth creates a 1:1 parthenon old athens replica bc why not.

#demigods and magicians #percy jackson and the olympians #annabeth chase #carter kane #the kane chronicles #minecraft server shenanigans lets gooo #percy jackson #sadie kane #DUMB TEEN SHENANIGANS DUMB TEEN SHENANIGANS #LETS GOOOO #percy in the server after a uni class: you guys will NOT believe what I learned today #sadie building a fireplace: yoooo

[thaumasilva]

this is one of the very few times i've ever thought "why do you hate fun"

#minecraft #technical players… please… just because your next reincarnation will also know how to build an auto tree farm #doesn't mean the rest of us chumps will ever be able to grasp it #let me have my easy crafting wood alright? #t #mc

[shadeswift99]

SHADE. Shade I need your minecraft worldbuilding brain.

They introduced a bunch of new shards to 1.20. The one depicting the Warden is called "mourner."

THE POSSIBILITIES?? It's not just guarding these ancient cities, it's mourning what they once were? Maybe it's similar to an iron golem, a construct built to protect and then abandoned? Maybe it caused the ruination and it mourns what it destroyed? Maybe it's just cranky we disturbed it????

I really like all of those ideas! But, as is my duty as Shade, I am going to introduce you to an extra and more horrifying possibility!

So. Sculk. It's a fungus-like corruption that spreads when it's fed by XP, which is essentially souls or life energy in-universe released at the death or breaking of something. No mobs other than the Warden can spawn in the Deep Dark, which to me suggests sculk has a level of toxicity that even the undead can't handle. Except some people - players - seem to be able to withstand it, at least for a short period of time.

There sure is a lot of sculk in ancient cities, isn't there. A whooole lotta sculk. Whole lot of that stuff that duplicates through death of other living things.

Maybe the cities were full, when the first sculk was discovered. Maybe the toxicity claimed the first person to find it and spread as a result of that, the danger growing the more it took, until it was a wave few could escape. Maybe some got away through those odd portals, the ones with higher natural resistances lasting long enough to flee. ...Or, maybe some of them, left alive long enough to watch everyone else die, couldn't bring themselves to leave. Maybe they stayed to mourn the loss, exposing themselves for longer than even they could withstand. Maybe instead of dying, they changed.

The Warden has the same size hitbox as a player. In spite of visually far exceeding that size, it can fit through the same size gaps. Almost as if it outgrew the volume the Universe had calculated for it. And its ribcage, open and filled with sculk-like texture inside, has always read as human-like to me. The sculk controls it, so the body tries to kill living things to fuel the spread. It's only natural.

But maybe, like the cordyceps fungus, the sculk leaves the brain intact while bending the muscles of the body to its own purposes. Perhaps the Warden's eyes are closed because the mourner is still mourning - the loss of their city, still, or what they lost of themselves by not turning away.

#Minecraft #minecraft worldbuilding #tw horror #tw mycophobia #thank youuuuu for giving me the chance to be creepy about ancient cities today #really appreciate the update that is very cool #man. i love the way Minecraft does worldbuilding #that way being: it doesn't hshdhfh #mojang really do just throw single words and random buildings at us and let us fill in the rest #wouldn't want it any different #(if this makes no sense it's because it's 3am)

[bionicboxes]

sorry for thinking too hard about minecraft lore do you still think im cool (I am not sorry)

#minecraft #enderman #endermite #parasites #tw parasite #ask to tag #box art #everything in the end is bugs i think. yes that includes the enderdragon. #just thinking abt endermen and the end a lot because of my Frequent Uninvited Guests in my base #i really love that minecraft has lore that's clearly constructed to be as open to interpretation as possible #minecraft is a sandbox game and so its lore is just as much of a sandbox. #it gives you pieces to work with and then lets you build whatever you want. i think thats Neat

[artemis8bit]

I made a cute storage house for all my junk

#minecraft lets play #minecraft #mcyt #minecraft building #minecraft storage #minecraft youtube #artemis8bit #minecraft peaceful #minecraft aesthetic #Youtube

[dilftesbiggestfan]

We can tell who decorated the house 😭

#minecraft diaries #aphverse #aphmau dante #dante aphmau #nana ashida #danchan #danana #The only time I’ll let non historically accurate buildings get a pass #Love how he’s so cool with it too #“You painted it pink? Perfect! It’s lovely.” GOD THEEMMMMM HES ALWAYS SUPPORTING HERR #mystreet

[todayisafridaynight]

i cant capture it in a single picture but the pain and agony i felt watching this shit in front of my very eyes. this was evil <- needs every frame of it in a museum

#gaiden spoilers #snap chats #LIKE STOOOOOPPPPPPPPPPPPPP #LET DAIGO SEE HIS DAD YOU ASSHOLES #HIS DOWNCAST LOOK :(((((((((( WAAAAAAHHHH ill forever cry about this grown ass man leave me alone #i just want him to have a hug.......... give my middle aged child a hug idcidc #PLEASE THE WAY DAIGO WAS TRYING TO APPROACH HIM STOPPPPPPP I ALMOST WANNA CRY this game was so evil #it was so delightfully evil and im gonna think about it until january 26th #i was kicking my feet in anguish shit hurted #the one saving grace of this torture to my soul was seeing daigo do his lil hand clap after they left the building.... that was cute... #bro was basking in the sunlight like a lizard... i love him so much and no one even knows how much i love him.... #i loved seeing daigo seem so casual for once...... i love him so so much please let him smile more god thank you... #i have to squeeze my daigo i said i was playing minecraft I Lied the mental illness is taking hold of me once more #anyway gonna go look at arakawa. from this same segment HIS FACE AT TENDO PLEASE IT MADE ME GIGGLE MORE THAN IT SHOUDLVE #he didnt even kill you yet son why are you so pressed. ily. #ok bye

[chaotic-tired-fox]

Hey! Do you like Minecraft AND Baldurs Gate 3?

Well good news I have the video for you! I built the entire House of Hope in Minecraft!

This project took two weeks, I’d appreciate it if you had a look 👉👈 Ty!

#minecraft #mcty #minecraft build #baldur's gate 3 #bg3 #minecraft let’s build #minecraft bedrock #minecraft nether #minecraft youtube #baldurs gate #baldurs gate 3 raphael #house of hope #bg3 raphael #Youtube

[sleepysnails]

Guys it sure is going™️

#LET ME OUT LET ME OUT #minecraft build