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New Orleans ❤

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Yesterday night a lady came through our drive through and was like “the way the planets are aligning and the fact that we’re getting a blood moon has me worried. I sense severe werewolf activities on the horizon. You better walk your coworker to her car tonight after you’ve closed” and I didn’t even know what to say I was just like “yes ma’am”

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in light of recent events, i've started a google drive of mcyt skins that anyone can contribute to (provided you read and adhere to the included guidelines doc)! originally i was just going to save as many hermitcraft skins as i could, by myself, but unfortunately saving and naming files is a very repetitive action that put a lot of strain on my wrist- so it's now a public resource for any cc from any smp (again, within the guidelines). if you're interested in archivisation, have some old or hard-to-find skins lying around your desktop, or simply know a lot about your favourite cc and want to help in identifying and labelling their skins, please check it out!

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unblock me i had a prophetic vision involving you that concerns the fate of the universe

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I'm sick of internet negativity, so let's combat it: reblog this and saying something nice/pay a compliment to the prev in the tags.

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Hey sorry I didn't talk to you for over a week time keeps moving too fast

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Decided ta play around with some shapes! 's a little messy but i wanted to share it anyway

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me: i wish i could turn off certain mobs. i’d love to play more survival mode but the spiders really upset me :(

my dad, the most stoic person in existence, LEAPING out of his chair with great concern: I AM NOW OBSESSED WITH THIS PROBLEM. I WILL PROCEED TO SPEND THE NEXT MONTH SCOURING THE INTERNET FOR NICHE MODS OR CONSOLE COMMANDS IN HOPES I CAN BRING YOU AND THE ENTIRE MINECRAFT PLAYERBASE PEACE.

my dad, a week later, more distraught than i’ve ever seen: brittany it’s awful. i’ve been googling around for solutions to your spider problem and lots of little kids have asked for help on the same issue and people online were Mean to them. i cannot type fast enough to stop all of them. this is a crisis right now

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Shout out to all the Black ppl that can no longer participate directly in the fandom they love because of the stresses of racism 👍🏾 you contain multitudes of value and I'm sorry that the color of your skin and the power of your voice makes people not want to acknowledge that.

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mutuals and followers at large I'm glad you're alive and I hope it gets easier

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i love it when people trap the warden in minecraft by making a moving piston that makes noise so the warden just quietly stares at it. ipad baby

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Psychologists out there saying things like "I only give medicine to people I would bang" and they just get away with it.

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When I see people sharing so much of their kids' lives, I think about that one time my child told a joke, I shared that joke with ONE FRIEND in a private conversation, and my child said "can you please ask me next time, before you tell people something about me?"

And, yes, I absolutely should. So I apologized, and now I ask.

"I love that video of you, can I show it to a friend?"

"Can I tell a friend about how clever you were just now?"

"Can I share this in the family group chat?"

"Can I show your art to grandma and grandpa?"

And it's not like my kids don't like when I share their jokes and puns and fun moments. They love it! But they want to have control over what I share with people. Even without their faces or their names. Even people we know and trust.

And they deserve to have that control.

My children are small so the examples are small. They wanted me to ask, so I ask. Just like being told to kiss my grandma's cheek when I was a kid was far from traumatizing, but I don't do that with my kids because it's a way to practice consent and become aware of bodily autonomy.

It gets both me and them in the habit of asking for consent and drawing boundaries and seeing the lines between their life and my life, their stories and my stories.