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Piglins offer things of use in exchange for gold. They give you boots enchanted to allow easy passage over the land of souls that they avoid. They give you iron, gravel, fire charges, and obsidian, a quiet but clear message (just in case you need to go home). They give leather, arrows, string, basic supplies to keep you going. They give the same blackstone they've built their homes from (in case you might want to build a home here too).

Piglin know how to brew potions. They have bottles of water and fire resistance potions and they'll offer both to strangers that pay. They grow nether wart in the ruins of their homes. There is no natural nether wart to be found in the nether. Only what the piglins grow, and what can be found in the gardens of Fortress. It is the base of all potions, one of two essentials that must be farmed.

The other essential is blaze powder. Piglins must have some, they make potions after all, but they have no farms for it. Not anymore.

But there are fortresses. Fortresses built around blaze spawners. Fortresses with gardens of nether wart. Fortresses that were built and than abandoned. Chests with scraps of supplies left behind.

These fortresses are made of bricks. Netherrack bricks blocks, holding strong after all these years. These bricks aren't found naturally in the nether outside of fortresses. You can craft them yourself, or you can get them from one other source.

Piglins will offer you netherrack bricks. They have them. You won't find it in their bastions. But they will offer them all the same. They still remember how to make them. Maybe they used to build with them, once, a long time ago.

Piglins will wander into fortresses, but they do not call them home. Wither Skeletons do. Wither skeletons infest the fortresses, roaming around as if this is their home.

Piglins will hunt hoglins in groups, but there's no inherent hostility. Their children play together regardless of their parents quarrels. Hoglins are food, but not an enemy. Wither skeletons are not food. Yet Piglins are hostile to wither skeletons without provocation. A wither skeleton is known to be dangerous, is known to be a threat. A pest infesting a stolen home.

When offered gold, Piglins will give you many items. Things to keep you going, to help you get home, to help you stay where you are. But in that list, they will also offer netherrack bricks and ender pearls. Oddities in the lineup. Both have their uses, but both also send a message (if you want to go where they did, here's a hint, a helping hand. perhaps in hopes you will find something there they could not, or perhaps in hope you will manage to come back safely. whose to say).

So many cheaters refuse to acknowledge that cheating on their partner will irrevocably change and possibly destroy their relationship with their kid. “Yeah, I cheated on you but that is no reason to keep my daughter away from me.” Your daughter probably does not want to see you because she now feels you are no longer a trustworthy and safe adult. If you’re willing to destroy her life, her mother’s self esteem and 20+ years of marriage for the joy and ego boost of fucking someone 10 years older than her, there is no guarantee you will choose her over your own pleasure in other serious situations.

They love to start playing the ‘parental alienation’ card when their adolescent and teenage children want nothing to do with them and/or their new partner after infidelity. A parent does not need to maliciously manipulate their child for that child to hold a grudge against the other parent for harming them. Even if the partner you cheated on isn’t the other parent of your child, it will still damage the way your child sees you and the respect and bond associated with that. When you cheat you damage your relationships with so many people in your life, not just the person you cheated on. Your children will also often see it as a betrayal.

People in the comments seem to think I am writing this from the point of view of a parent who had a cheating partner calling for the revocation of parental rights for cheaters or something. No, I am writing this as a child of divorce who had a father who was chronically unfaithful to my mother and brought his girlfriends around me. I am explaining how and why children often lose respect for a parent in this situation.

I actually love the song Yankee Doodle because the lyrics seem like complete fucking nonsense to modern ears. you hear it as a kid and it's like oh dope the Wiggles made a sequel to Jabberwocky. but you look it up and "Yankee Doodle stuck a feather in his cap and called it macaroni" is actually 18th century British for "Americans all want to be hipster twinks but they're too poor and stupid to do it right." and to top it off Americans in general were just like "this is unironically a bop"

holy shit

Happy out of touch thursday tuesday

absolutely hilarious to me that this year it's a wednesday and next year, being a leap year, it jumps straight to friday.

this thursday is so out of touch it's not even a thursday for several years at a time.

Happy Out Of Touch Wednesday Thursday 2023.

Happy Out Of Touch Friday Thursday 2024

Happy Out Of Touch Saturday Thursday 2025

having a cat is like: every day I am vexed and tormented by The Animal. She is one-ninth my weight and yet has five sharp ends that are more than a match for my pathetic hairless flesh. She knows what naughtiness is and chooses to indulge in it, learning which objects are most precious to me so that she can chew on them and knock them over to get my attention. She only throws up at 6 in the morning. She regularly hurls herself up towards and down from every surface in my home. She loves me and seeks me out to cuddle and sleep on me, and she is precious like a jewel or a warm soft angel. The responsibility for her little life and her trust in me make me want to cry. I would run into a burning building for her. Endlessly I go through my home with a sticky roller rolling up cat hair like Sisyphus rolling his boulder up the mountain as eternal punishment for his sins

I overheard a woman at my job say "Your whole personality revolves around what you hate instead of what you love and thats an awful way to live." to the resident vocal Maga in the breakroom.

He was stunned into silence for at least 60 seconds so that was nice.