Everyone else has seen so I figured I'd share it here as well.

Hermitcraft but it’s a bunch of hybrids trying to learn what it’s like to be human while trying to hide the fact they”re hybrids from eachother (while none of them even are human) , so it’s just approximate guesses and rumours about how they act . Tango walking up to skizz and seeing him glow in his sleep and trying to figure out how to do that himself, cuz all humans do that, right? Joe accidentally walking in on Cleo changing out a slightly old , green-tinted arm for a new fresh one, nodding along trying to memorise the process. Scar looking at mumbo wearing a large sun hat / bringing a parasol on their walk and then bringing himself one the next time because he doesn’t wanna stand out! All humans hate the sun! Etc, etc

the animation on minecraft marketplace celebrating hermitcraft s9 now being available for download :D

Well...I keep forgetting I have Tumblr so here's a post on a maybe fanfic idea

Maturing is realizing you became the Celestia to a Luna/Nightmare Moon

can't believe we're all adults being forced into the club penguin level of censorship in 2024

Forgot to post this. Amelia, a Luca oc from forever ago.

If you follow me anywhere else you've seen this.

Jaiden Animations #projectbluebird fanart

The Unsolved Murder of Cindy Bringhurst

Cindy Bringhurst was aa 14-year-old schoolgirl from Idaho. She was described as caring and babysat in her spare time, Cindy was a member of the French Club at school and enjoyed cooking, dancing, basketball and football.

On 4th June 1983, Cindy was babysitting a 2-year-old girl close to her own home, Cindy’s mother was friends with the girl’s mother and she had babysat before. At around 11.45pm, the mother of the child realised her purse had been stolen which contained her keys and address, she quickly phoned Cindy and reminded her to lock the door which Cindy confirmed she had done. This was the last time anyone heard from Cindy. When the mother of the child returned at around 1.45am, after finishing her shift at a nearby bar, Cindy was gone. The 2-year-old was unharmed and there was no sign of a struggle. The police were called and a search for Cindy began, though no sign of her or clues as to what may have happened could be found.

When Cindy’s body was found about a month later submerged in a creek, the case was ruled a homicide. Some reports state she had been strangled though others state the advanced decomposition of the body made it impossible to establish cause of death.

What happened to Cindy, or who was responsible for her death, has never been discovered. The case remains unsolved.

Cindy’s disappearance was one in a string of murders in Pocatello, Idaho during an 8-year-span including those of Patricia Campbell and Tina Anderson, who went missing from a park, Linda Smith, who was abducted from her home, and Lynette Culver.

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ANNNNNNNNDDDDDDD I'm back for another installment of my 17 year old sister being and a@@hole. For context my sister is the youngest of five and my parents are too tired to parent her. Strang thing is, I'm only a year older.

This week, me and my sister were left alone in the house while my parents went a trip with my brother for a very important event. They gave us chores to do and asked me to keep some money in case of emergencies. I haven't used a dime and all of us were in a greenest to not tell my sister because she'd use it for whatever she wanted. In fact, she is so dam spoiled that she was annoyed they "didn't leave money". Our fridge was stocked and I took the opportunity to learn a few recipes as I'm not a very well rounded adult yet.

The chores we were given were simple. Help pack some things since we're moving pretty soon, mow the lawn since we put in new grass and it needs it, and vacuum the floor or water the plants. Simple things. Wanna guess how many my sister did? NONE!!!

Nothing! She "cleaned her room" and that was it. She has a dog (technically two but she ignores her older one) but she doesn't know how to feed him correctly and acts as if it's the hardest thing to do. If it didn't hurt the dog, who I love with all my heart and couldn't bear to see hurt, I wouldn't feed him. Everything HAS to be her way.

We have two vans and my mom hates her driving the new one, so when the old one runs out of gas, what did she do without permission? Used the new one. She hasn't packed squat and she didn't contribute to daily meals either. When she is home, she's taking up the TV until I complain about the show and ask to watch something different, then she just leaves me alone in the house ALL OVER AGAIN!!!

I am a human being! I may be introverted but that does NOT mean I shouldn't be given the bare minimum of pleasant conversation. I asked to go to the mall yesterday and when we went to Barnes and Noble, my favorite shop, she would NOT stop complaining, instead of just going to her shop. She yanked me around by my purse and forced me around until we went to Claire's where she took her dam time, finding earrings and necklaces and CRAP!!! But somehow she couldn't afford gas?

When I reminded her of our parent's rules about things like the jewelry she was buying, she called me a n@zi. A GOSH DARN N@ZI? REALLY? I just reminded you of the rules that were set since you were TINY!!! She even called my mother a n@zi just because she wouldn't let her wear her tops a certain way. But today really takes the cake.

I woke up fine. Got to babysit my nieces for my older sister because heavens forbid my little sister has to do it (My older sister doesn't even bother asking LS anymore). Halfway through I get a text that she's leaving and one of the dogs didn't eat. BECAUSE SHE COULDNT FOLLOW THE DAM INSTUCTIONS THAT MOM AND I MADE ON THE FOOD BOX!!! It's a simple thing but no. She goes on a date at 6pm and leaves me alone again. I make dinner around 9:30pm because I was in a slump. When she comes home, she brings 3 others at 11:30pm. I tell them there's food and no one eats it. Fine.

She is looking for a movie to watch and chooses IT...Which is Rated R and NOT FOR HER AGE OR ALLOWED IN OUR HOUSE! I remind her of this and she shrugs before putting it on. It was 1:30 am when they ended, then she comes into my room and demands to know why I'M being so rude...I'm just done. I don't think I'll be giving her a response from now on.

I only ever get hurt when it comes to her and I never want to hear the pitchy voice call me an idiot or a n@zi or ANY OTHER INSULT EVER AGAIN! I'm just done.

My fanfic about Vigilante!Sally and Hero!Wilbur. She hates him and he loves her!

Sad boy WIP

CHARON

“When she applied to run in the Boston Marathon in 1966 they rejected her saying: “Women are not physiologically able to run a marathon, and we can’t take the liability.” Then exactly 50 years ago today, on the day of the marathon, Bobbi Gibb hid in the bushes and waited for the race to begin. When about half of the runners had gone past she jumped in. She wore her brother’s Bermuda shorts, a pair of boy’s sneakers, a bathing suit, and a sweatshirt. As she took off into the swarm of runners, Gibb started to feel overheated, but she didn’t remove her hoodie. “I knew if they saw me, they were going to try to stop me,” she said. “I even thought I might be arrested.” It didn’t take long for male runners in Gibb’s vicinity to realize that she was not another man. Gibb expected them to shoulder her off the road, or call out to the police. Instead, the other runners told her that if anyone tried to interfere with her race, they would put a stop to it. Finally feeling secure and assured, Gibb took off her sweatshirt. As soon as it became clear that there was a woman running in the marathon, the crowd erupted—not with anger or righteousness, but with pure joy, she recalled. Men cheered. Women cried. By the time she reached Wellesley College, the news of her run had spread, and the female students were waiting for her, jumping and screaming. The governor of Massachusetts met her at the finish line and shook her hand. The first woman to ever run the marathon had finished in the top third.”

Figured I should share this somewhere. It's the soldier, poet, king trend...idk I thought it was cool.

Look I even wrote a cool little jig!