Treebark week day 6 - wild/tamed
wild west cowboy smp !
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Treebark week day 6 - wild/tamed
wild west cowboy smp !
@treebarkweek day 1: flower/frost
Treebark is hilarious ship because we KEEP on getting unhinged bullshit during Treebark Week. It's crazily consistent. I'm in awe. We keep manifesting shit. Help.
Adventreebark (Dec 2022): Martyn directly acknowledges Treebark in a Tumblr ask for possibly the first time
TBW23 (September 2023): "Happy Treebark Week" etc the other bs that came along with it
TBW24 (April 2024): Martyn saying the word "Treebark" on stream. Ren returning to stream on the first day of TBW. Whatever happened this stream.
I can't think of anything that happened during the first TBW (February 2022) but.... crazy enough. I feel crazy. Thanks Martyn and Ren.
Axe / shield
First post for treebark week :) this is for an au i thought of, "Red Summer Is Here", where Martyn won by betraying Scar and then Grian dying largely from grief. There was more but i lost the draft now.. this is also a haiku i think
Treebark Week Day 1: Winter / Spring
When Ren reminisced on his stream about when they farmed together ... man..
An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works
Martyn took gasping breaths, unable to get enough air in his lungs, relishing in the sensation of the air entering and leaving him, with no blockage preventing him from doing so. In no time, his breathing was back to normal, the only thing remaining of his panic being his racing heart, shaking hands, and the memory of blood coating his body.
This was a first, Martyn noted, as he properly began to recall his dream. He was never usually able to remember, the terrors fleeing as quickly as they came, preferring to curse him with the slightest glimpses rather than the full thing.
But now, Martyn could so clearly remember the cold. Could remember how it felt to die, how it felt as he watched everything crumble around him.
Martyn dreams of winter.
Written for @treebarkweek Day 1: Frost
(Read on Ao3!)
Treebark Week - Day 1: flower
I dream of a world
Where instead of thorns
I place on your head
A crown made of flowers
Instead of bleeding
for me, for me,
We tend to the garden
Planting things so sweet
The axe that you bear
Doesn’t carry your death
But is instead used
To cut down dead trees
To make space in this garden
For flowers and fruit
For vegetables and bushes
And all that green stuff
No death do we bear
Within these walls
Save for the plants that
Cannot survive
And the altar here
Is planted with roses
Their red petals littered
As blood on the stone
Oh, I dream of this world
Where we garden in peace
Just to forget for one moment
That you died for me
Treebark Week 2023 Day 6: War/King/Time
Second and final Treebark Week work--imagine going to an art museum and seeing a man in a painting that looks uncannily like you and then you look over and see a random guy that looks uncannily like the other person in the painting that's crazyyyyyy..... they'll definitely kiss about it.