So I Got Into Alien Stage...

Holy shit Tubbo go off

Notice: not only do your friends actually like you, they secretly like you twice as much as they let on

One quiet day on the farm, the Little Red Hen found some wheat seeds and decided to make bread.

"Who will help me plant these seeds?" the Little Red Hen asked.

"I would." said the Horse "But I'm a workhorse, and I'm too busy moving carts around."

And so the Little Red Hen planted the seeds by herself. And they grew into bountiful golden crops.

"Who will help me harvest the wheat?" the Little Red Hen asked.

"I would." said the Dog "But I'm a guarddog, and I'm too busy keeping away burglars and predators."

And so the Little Red Hen harvested the wheat herself and made it into flour.

"Who will help me bake the flour?" the Little Red Hen asked.

"I would." said the Pig "But I'm a mother of 5 newborn piglets, and I'm too busy taking care of my young."

And so the Little Red Hen baked the bread herself into twenty beautiful loaves.

"Who will help me eat the bread?" the Little Red Hen asked.

"We would." said the Farm Animals. "But we're ashamed, for we didn't do anything to make the bread."

"Nonsense!" said the Little Red Hen. "You, Horse, helped move around the stones that built my oven. You, Dog, kept me safe while I worked. And you, Pig, are raising a new generation of Farm Animals, who will too contribute to our Farm one day. You've all helped me so much by simply being you."

"Besides," the Little Red Hen added. "I couldn't possibly eat all the loaves on my own, most of them would go to waste. Come, eat with me."

And so the Little Red Hen and the Farm Animals ate the bread together. And all saw their own, and each other's, worth.

Lately I’ve been seeing a lot of decoden and polymer clay questions about what to use to as a gloss/glaze. Almost every time the first response is “Clear nail polish, duh!”.

This needs to stop if people want to be creating quality items. Sometimes I’m afraid to buy handmade things for fear that they have been sealed with clear nail polish and they will deteriorate over time. I want to buy things that will last!

getting a note on a super old post

Biggest failing of the internet is that in order to be vibing with my friends I have to actually be talking to them. I socialize like a cat I just show affection by sitting next to you. Ily but sometimes I have Nothing to say. Not a damn thing going on in my head

Hey guys. So,,, it’s happening.

My parents are kicking me out.

I have until the end of December to find a new place to live. If not, I’ll be out on the streets, because they won’t let me stay, and I have nowhere else to go as of now.

I’m 19 years old. I’m a college sophomore in America, I’m thousands of dollars in debt with student loans, I have no job, no license, and no car.

When quarantine happened, I was laid off at my job. Since then, I haven’t been able to find another, despite my attempts. I have a little less than $100 to my name, thanks to my parents emptying my bank account to pay for this year’s tuition and class materials. It’s very likely that I won’t be able to continue my education due to all of this.

I thought I had more time. I’m terrified. Being homeless is the worst nightmare anyone ever has to face, and I don’t want to face it. I’m stuck, none of my applications for jobs have been accepted, I have no place to go, and I’m running out of time.

Anything you guys can send my way will be immensely helpful.

If you want to help, my PayPal is at faemythoverse@gmail.com. I am offering reward fics for any donations made through PayPal if you send me proof of donation.

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Below the cut is… a list of things I have faced while living in my parents’ house. I’m including this in my post to… hopefully give whoever looks a sense of what kind of people my parents are.

(TW for description of emotional, verbal, and physical abuse, sui// self h/rm mention):

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I’m sick and tired of sharing the Minecraft space with people who have no interest in creating a safe space online - especially for a game rated for like kids and teens like.

It’s the reason I feel myself cringe when I tell people I make Minecraft content, not because I’m embarrassed it’s a kids game but because of the people that have notoriously occupied the space.

I’m sick of it, and the truth is, it’s all so much worse behind the scenes, and I can’t just stop and leave because its my job, and this game has become my LIFE.

Anyone who doxes, harasses, threatens, harms, or abuses power have no place in my community and aren’t welcome.

That includes other content creators

Sorry for the little rant post. I’ve been upset for months, and yet I’ve never felt like it was something I could share because I myself didn’t feel comfortable. So many memories and experiences new and old swirling around and clouding my mind.

I appreciate you guys so much, and above all I want you, adult or child, to remain safe online and offline.

And with that, please remember to listen to victims!!!