#Piglin culture my beloved

[anarchy-and-piglins]

Piglin Holiday ideas!!!

The nether doesn't really have seasons like the overworld. Not lengthening nights or long summer days. But that doesn't mean the nether is stagnant.

The Lava pools have tides! Not controlled by the moon, but by some other slow eternal force. Once a year the tides are low, and they reveal the hidden treasures that were below their burning flow. They reveal gold and ancient ore and pockets of goodies.

Piglins have a big scavenger hunt to find the most goodies. It's great fun! There IS a reward to finding more than any other person, but that's not what most people focus on. Partners work together and the gold they find is believed to tie them together forever. The more rare items you find, the stronger the bond. And partners make extravagent jewelry to gift each, each piece incredibly special. This isn't necessarily romantic, but it is a common time for romantic partners to propose. But its just as common for friends and family members to search for gold together during this celebration.

When the tides begin to rise again, the piglins gather for a great party in their villages. They wear all the pieces they have made with their finest clothes. They give small tokens of affection to those they love, but didn't go scavenging with. They remember the years past and look forward to the year to come.

Another thing that changes in the nether! The Hoglin Migrations!

Not long before the Tide Season, Hoglins will migrate and will group in large numbers. The adults in a piglin village will all work together to take down as many hoglin as possible. The work is spread evenly, and the spoils are given out equally as well.

However, the meat is not for the individual to eat.

This is a holiday of forgiveness. Anyone that you wish to apologize to, for reasons big or small, you bring them the hoglin meat. It is to show that you know you hurt them, and would give even something precious to be forgiven in their eyes. If the person takes it, it means they forgive you. And you share the meal together. If they do not, you leave the meat out on the netherack to rot. To show that the relationship between you has rotted beyond saving. It's not rare for the meat to be refused, but it usually isn't for small things. Sometimes, a piglin KNOWS that they will be refused, but apologies do not require a person's forgiveness to be necessary.

Anyway, piglin holiday ideas!!!

Oh these are so delightful!!!!

If I can add one of my own, since I was inspired by your lava tides idea (which is excellent btw). I headcanon that piglin funeral rites include lowering the body and a few specific worldly possessions of the deceased piglin into the lava. So maybe when the tides are at their highest, a remembrance holiday would take place?

However, this is not a drab or sad affair. Death is viewed very differently in the Nether. Grief is a celebration of life!

So during this holiday, all work is stopped - no more hunting, trading or building - and piglins will instead eat, drink, dance and enjoy themselves. There's also a focus on recounting memories and telling stories about the deceased. At the end of the festivities, the sounder will often drop offerings to their dead loved ones into the lava. Stuff like food or small gold trinkets.

Piglets born on this day are considered blessed and will be named after a recently deceased sounder member with piglins believing the child is looked after by them.

#Thoughts #Piglin culture my beloved #Asks

[nympippi]

Most of the time Dream does Techno's hair, it mainly consists of ponytails, or braids but he tries.

And Techno absolutely LOVES it, he finds it very calming whenever Dream just sits down and takes the time to braid his hair, its nice.

#c!dream #c!techno #c!dream fanart #c!techno fanart #learning to live and love au #dsmp au #jaguar hybrid dream #pippi art #Techno loves when Dream does his hair because I headcannon only people closest to you can see you that vulnerable in piglin culture. #And techno never had that within the bastion he grew up in and with the piglins he was around. The other piglins weren't fond of him #often casting him out for being so small and fragile #But then here comes Dream and he just doesnt do that. Instead he treats him like an equal and someone to respect #it baffles techno. that he does not have to prove that hes not dead weight and that he wont slow dream down. #Okay thats enough lore for today #They're so special to me #rivalsduo #rivalsblr #c!rivals my beloveds #I actually like Dream with a fluffy tail #Like who says he has to be full jaguar. But I'm not revealing his ancestry yet tho cuz I have plans #But lol I'll post the techno hair later :P #also the dream haircut. Telling yall I wanted to make his hair fluffier and a little more shaggy #I'll add more curls later tho. Maybe. only maybe #But lol enjoy! ^^

[plaguethewaters]

i am having. so many au thoughts and i should not.

#like i wanna watch gl but noooo gotta think about fucking MICHAEL BELOVED WEDDING. #in my one day au whcich is veeery shortly #a canon divergence from rans death onwards #mikes wedding would be so far out in the timeline its kind of hilarious - cause obviously at the start of the story hes like three #but twenty five smt years out in the future from the start of my au he and evelyn get married #and im just inagining their dance (i have a whole ass section of lmanburg culture for dances it is so important to me) #and michael being absolutely decked in bells and shinies and scarves #kind of like indian dress im thinking yknow bc piglin culture and drapes and hot climate #and Evie's like. part witch from her mother side. #and her dress cant be white thats boring snd also witches are creatures of the night and all #so im thinking of stealing wedding dress conventions from starling #like i stole circle dancing from everywhen i see you anyway - its my oc stories and i can steal what the fuck i want from them alright #so like modtly black dress with colored accents - she doesnt have a color yet but im thinking either baby blue or green #specially if i steal some of her design from matchmeakers #mike is brown + red cause hes emo. with gold cause piglin #Buddie (his bestie) is purple and magenta cause shes also emo but with a lot more scene influence #then benny id darker reddish and prism is dark prismarine colored #so a nice aqua green would work - i really need to draw her properly ut cant all stay in my mind forever #but one day has so many ocs in there i would never stop #oh well. autism brain ig #time for gl

[imhereformysciencefriends]

Royalty

Day 3 of @peerpressureweek I got real excited about this one lads

Cultural differences and language barriers my beloveds <3

”Ender prince,” the particles that hovered on the edges of his vision whispered. ”We may have found a solution.”

“Have you now?” he muttered, voice pitched low and distracted as he surveyed The End. The dragon was still keeping the main portal locked away beneath her wings, stranding thousands if not tens of thousands in the Nether and the Overworld. Only Ranboo, being the prince, and a handful of other particularly powerful Endermen could make the jump without the portal open. Well. Most Endermen could make the jump out. It was making the jump back in that posed the problem.

More than that, she thought herself a tyrant, making demands none of them could deny, for her overwhelming strength. She ate too much. Stored too much of her energy in those deadly crystals, the ones that none could break without risking damage to their Pearls. Even if they could somehow band together and wound her, she’d just draw on those energy reserves to heal herself, and she’d scorch and eat them all long before they managed to bleed the crystals dry.

But a solution. That had Ranboo’s ear.

”In the Nether—” Ranboo pulled a face, which had the particles laughing at him immediately. He hated the Nether. ”Yes, in the Nether, our Ender prince. There is a Piglin king. He is strong. Stronger than the dragon. His bastion wants to expand, but a clade of Endermen block the Piglins’ path most violently."

Ranboo perked. “So I go, order the Endermen to back down, and tell the Piglin king that if he kills the dragon, they will leave his territory entirely.”

The particles made a pleasant hum. They warned him again of danger, but yes. Ranboo knew. If he was strong enough to kill the dragon, he was more than strong enough to pose a serious threat to Ranboo’s life. Heck, if the particles were right, he’d might even be strong enough to kill the clade that blocked his path. Why didn’t he try? Ranboo had never heard of a Piglin being overly cautious.

Well, either way, Ranboo was thankful for it. Reincarnation might return the dead Endermen’s Pearls to The End, but nobody liked dying, and a peaceful, mutually beneficial resolution to the conflict was more than welcome. He donned his elytrian cloak, put chorus fruit and weapons in one shulker box, three diamonds in another, and closed his eyes and breathed.

Nether.

He opened his eyes, his Pearl thrumming behind his diaphragm, and scrunched his nose at the oppressive heat.

“I have arrived in the Nether; which way do I go?” he asked his particles, and they led him on a long and frankly confusing journey, during which he mentally recited what he was going to say. His path bottomed out in a stretch of warped biome, where he was promptly attacked by a hoglin. Okay, maybe he should’ve kept his weapons out, and only put them away after he’d reached the bastion. Shows of peace didn’t do him much good with wild animals.

But he dropped the hoglin carcass into the shulker box with the diamonds and called out for all Endermen in the area to come to him. Being their prince, they didn’t have much choice but to obey, though all seemed quite happy to see him.

“Are you alright?”

“Why are you here?”

“Are we able to go home yet?”

“Are we able to go home soon?”

“How can we help you?”

“What are you doing?”

Ranboo raised his hands, his tail flicking in a smile. “I am here to negotiate with the Piglin king that’s giving you trouble. Please refrain from attacking any Piglins unless they attack you first, at least until I say otherwise.”

All gathered Endermen bobbed their tails in a nod, and Ranboo flicked another smile at them. “Have any of you picked up blocks with gold in them? I hear Piglins like those; I can add them to my gift if you have any.”

So in the shulker Ranboo had three diamonds, a hoglin corpse, and two blocks of gold nuggets. Perfect gift, honestly. “I will return with the verdict. Stay away from the bastion for now.”

He warped to the bastion, the Piglin guards immediately on alert, but Ranboo made a show of dropping his weapons into his shulker, and then set the second shulker down between them.

“Please take this to your king. It is a gift from me. I would like to speak with him.” Nailed it.

They regarded him with open hostility and wariness, looking at his face (but Ranboo did not attack, despite their baiting him to do so). One guard kept a crossbow trained on him, the other tapped the box open like it might explode when he did. But, seemingly content with its contents, the guard nodded at the other with a grunt and took the box in.

Ranboo stayed right where he was, and he and the guard pointing the crossbow at him had an honestly wonderful interaction. The guard’s tail kept flicking and twitching, and so Ranboo flicked his own smiles back in kind. What a friendly guard! Ranboo was expecting them to be far more hostile, for their conflict with the nearby clade! How nice :).

The bastion’s main gate opened once more and a group of Piglins poured out, their king at their center. Ranboo certainly thought he was king, his hands had golden rings on nearly every finger, and his body language spoke of confidence.

“Piglin king,” Ranboo greeted, giving another friendly flick of his tail. Here’s hoping the king was as personable as the guard, whose tail was practically wagging, now.

“Enderman. I thank you for your gift. You wanted to speak with me?”

“My Pigspeak is rarely practiced. Forgive me if I misspeak.” Ough, Ranboo was pretty sure that was the word. Pigspeak was a tough language, their sentences structured differently than Voidtongue, but Ranboo wanted the dragon dead more than he wanted to avoid social interaction with a member of a different species in a language he barely knew. “I have a problem. You have a problem with my Endermen. I would like us to,” Ranboo’s tail lashed in a frown, searching for the right words.

“Make amends?”

His tail and ears flicked up. “Yes! Amends. I will help your problem with my Endermen. You will help with my problem.”

“Ah, workin’ together then.”

Another issue was that Ranboo had learned Pigspeak with Ender tutors. The accent was… rough, to translate around.

“Workin’ together, yes. Together amends?”

“Right.” The Piglin king’s eyes were sharp. “What are you proposin’?”

Ranboo’s tail lashed in another frown, his eyes pinched around the edges. “Workin’ together is easier if you do not staring at my face,” he hissed, and tried not to give in to his urge to deathcall about it. That would summon all the nearby Endermen, and he wanted to prevent a bloodbath, not start one.

“A Piglin looks his opponent in the eye,” stated the king.

“We are not opponent! We are together amends!” Ranboo all but shouted, and mercifully the eyes did leave his face, the king now looking amongst his entourage.

“We aren’t,” he thankfully agreed, his gaze now settled somewhere around Ranboo’s neck, which was a little intolerable but much better than his face. “Come inside. We can discuss this further privately.”

Ranboo strode forward and pretended that he was not bothered by being encased in blackstone and surrounded by Piglins. He was the prince. He could kill a Piglin easily enough, and teleport away when their numbers overpowered him. Even so, it was easier when he and the king settled into a small, clean, and well furnished room. Well. Small in terms of height, the size of the room was about average but Ranboo had to stoop.

“For Piglins, not makin’ eye contact means you’re a coward and a weaklin’. I couldn’t keep havin’ this conversation with you out front; I’d lose face.”

Ranboo desperately tried to keep up with his accent and the confusing terms he was using as he took his seat. “Your face… will be torn off you?” Ranboo asked. That seemed a dire consequence for not doing something that no reasonable species would ever do in the first place.

“Er, no. It means they’d stop respectin’ me as much.”

Then why not just say that? Ranboo huffed, his tail lashing with agitation, but he only let it lash once. He was being polite. Well mannered. He was ignoring that Piglins had some terminal fucking issue with not saying what they meant. No, no, rude thoughts, he was being polite he was being polite.

“Thank you for conversation with me in here,” he said instead, “I have asked my Endermen do not attacking your bastion already. They are waiting for me. If you help me, they are leaving here total.” Ranboo’s tail lashed with a frown. No, that wasn’t the right way to say that. “They are leaving here entire? Entire…”

“Entirely.”

“Leaving entirely.”

“And you’re some kind of big hotshot who can make that kinda call?”

Call? Hm. He supposed he had called them to him. “I am Ranboo, prince of The End.”

That seemed to give the Piglin king pause. He leaned back in his chair, and dipped his head. Ranboo was pretty sure that this was a sign of respect? Endermen’s heads didn’t really move much, except to look at things. It involved him removing his eyes from anywhere near Ranboo’s face, so he would go ahead and assume that meant it was a respectful gesture.

“I am Technoblade, king of this bastion. What do you need from me?”

“Slay the dragon.”

The Piglin king did not move for a very long moment. Ranboo was content to sit in the silence while his thoughts moved; such things were commonplace in Ender conversation.

“Heh?!”

Oh, maybe Ranboo had used the wrong word. “Kill? Kill the dragon. Dragon stop aliving.” No, wait, that wasn’t a word—right? Ranboo was pretty sure that was not actually a word.

“I, yeah, okay, I got that, actually, but you want me to?”

“Yes.”

“Can’t you, I don’t know, do it yourself?”

“No. You know the game Fruit, Seed, Stone?”

“I’m… not familiar, no.”

“Fruit defeats seed, because without fruit, seed does not have energy to grow. Seed defeats stone, because stone cracked open by seed–” he didn’t know the word for germinating in Pigspeak, “growing. Stone defeats fruit, it can… fruit open.” Ranboo mimicked the act of bashing a rock against a chorus fruit to open it. “Each weak to one opponent and strong to other.”

“And this is like that? The dragon’s strong against Endermen, but weak against Piglins?”

“Yes! You understand.”

Technoblade sighed and pushed his ringed fingers through his hair, head tilted back towards the low ceiling. “What happens if I don’t agree?”

Ranboo’s tail waved in a shrug. “My Endermen cannot leave. The dragon locked The End. She guards it. They cannot go home. I told my Endermen do not attacking your bastion. They will not. But they cannot leave.”

Technoblade’s head bobbed forwards and backwards, which was a very strange motion Ranboo couldn’t decipher in the slightest. “Right. But if I kill the dragon, that frees The End, and if I unlock The End, they’ll go home with you.”

“Yes.”

“And we can send our hunting parties out to forage mushrooms and kill hoglins that way without issue, once they’re gone.”

“Yes.”

“What makes Endermen so weak against the dragon, anyway? She stare at you too hard?”

“Fire,” Ranboo said, stone serious. “Her breath deadly to Piglins, yes, but her breath very deadly to Endermen. I can,” he mimicked bashing again, “Piglin with my hands until Piglin dead, but I cannot punch fire, and I cannot reach her when she flying.”

Technoblade huffed out a laugh, and sat forward again, extending a hand. “Fine. I play pest control for you, you get your people outta my backyard.”

Ranboo’s tail flicked in a smile at Technoblade’s outstretched hand, but he didn’t have any block to put in it. Oh well. He pulled up a block of the blackstone floor and placed it in Technoblade’s palm, happily leaving his own hands on the brick.

“Yes! I am happy you together amends with me.”

Technoblade laughed again, and set the blackstone back where Ranboo had pulled it up from. “Sounds good. But you gotta either let me teach you better Pigspeak, or teach me your language. Listenin’ to you talk is makin’ my ears bleed.”

Ranboo’s tail lashed with a concerned frown, his head dipping this way and that to examine the king’s ears.

“Er, ah, no, not literally bleedin’, it’s a figure of speech.”

Ah, more Piglin nonsense. “I will teach you Voidspeak, but you must saying what you are meaning.”

Technoblade snorted. “Fair enough. I look forward to workin’ with you, Ranboo.”

And Ranboo’s tail flicked with a smile as he agreed.

#prpweek #dream smp #ranboo #technoblade #royalty au #ROYALTY AU ROYALTY AU ROYALTY AU BABEYYYYYYY #cultural differences #political alliances #peerpressureduo #peer pressure duo #dsmp

[becauseplot]

dont mind me tripping and falling in here again. but i would also love to hear about botw au. legend of zelda au's my absolute beloved they have me running circles around my room. adrenaline shot straight to the heart nothing digs its claws in me quite like loz and i am so so interested to hear about it!! clingyduo doomed to save the world in every universe,,,, i'm invested already

thank you so much for humoring me, i love botw aus so much theyre aaaa!! aaAAAAAaaAaaAAa!!!!

so yeah this originally started bc an old friend of mine and i were talking and i forget who suggested it but we were like "hey wouldn't tommyinnit as link be so funny? because tommyinnit is like the exact opposite kind of feral-energy of botw link. loud and swears and uncontrollable and headstrong. hylia's most annoying hero." and things just devolved from there. it's fully a Crack Treated Seriously situation because i spent actual months working out lore n worldbuilding and whatnot fhdjskhfdk.

the fic is officially called Well, Excuuuuuuuse Me, Big Man: The BotW AU No One Asked For (or WEMBM for short)

basic layout (as far as i went with it anyway):

tommy more-or-less follows the order of what you're "supposed" to do to to beat the game: plateau->kakariko->hateno->kakariko again->four main regions->master sword->ganon. of course there are a lot of detours and back-tracking and skipping around for hyjinx

main regions/inhabitants are replaced: Zora->Axols (axolotl "hybrids"), Gorons->Piglins, Rito->Elytrians, Gerudo->Enderians

each of the above races have their own cultures that are loosely based off of the game's original counterparts and some mcrp fanon + personal headcanons thrown in. they're customized to incorporate some (mild) minecraft elements!!

old champions: Mipha->Niki, Daruk->Technoblade, Rivali->Philza, Urbosa->Ran (based loosely off of tftsmp Ran, effectively an oc lmao????)

new champions: Sidon->Foolish (Niki's younger brother) and Jack (Niki's best friend), Yunobo->Drista, Teba->Wilbur, Riju->Ranboo

all of their personalities more-or-less remain intact (which is why the fact that i put The Old Man / King Rhoam as Schlatt so fucking funny)

divine beasts keep their names but the creatures change!! Ruta is a glow squid, Rudania is a blaze, Medoh is still a bird (LMAO i might change this because...), Naboris is a phantom

some scattered details

wilbur is both the "new" champion role AND kass' role!! he and tommy meet early on in his journey (at his first visit to Hateno) but tommy doesn't learn about wilbur's heritage (Philza was his great great great grandfather) until MUCH later. they run into each other a lot during their travels.

wilbur also has a hardcore crush on an axol warrior named sally, which tommy teases and embarrasses him relentlessly for

tubbo (zelda-role) keeps zelda's arc of not being able to develop powers. the key difference is that tommy and tubbo are friends before the calamity business starts to get serious, and tubbo's frustration drives a wedge between them

(angst time: clingy duo has a Big Fight during that one sheikah slate Memory on the palace tower bridge, and they never get the chance to apologize to each other before it all goes to shit and tommy dies sacrificing himself to save tubbo.)

techno and phil are old friends from when they'd do colosseum fights together. they haven't talked much for a few years before becoming champions, both too busy with their respective duties at home, but the moment they realize they've both been recruited well, they're inseparable

windbombing, bullet-time bouncing, and shield clipping are canon. don't question it.

champion ran is a dick (think revali) and the only one there they respect is niki because they underestimated her and then she proceeded to floor them during a sparring session (and she didn't even threaten them with a water based attack, it was all skill)

awesamdude (most people call him "sam", he's ranboo's personal guard) has a half brother named awesamnook (most people call him "nook" or "samnook"). he's the Beedle-role and he talks in all caps like an npc ("HELLO TRAVELER." "Why are you shouting---" "HAVE A LOOK AT MY WARES." "Okay---")

bad runs the yiga-equivalent egg cult that, instead of disguising themselves as travelers, simply uses sprouts of blood-red flowers with a toxic pollen to mind-control bystanders into attacking tommy (yikes)

have some highlights from the few chapters i've written of tommy on the great plateau (yes, the entire google doc is written in comic sans)

tommy immediately sassing tubbo's disembodied voice:

tommy is 7 feet from the cave and is shoving things in his mouth:

(I should also mention he has a pet beetle in his pocket named Sir Legs)

tommy has a grudge against the sheikah pedestals, it's a whole arc on the plateau as he slowly comes to love and appreciate the pedestals and what they do for him:

old man J vs tommy's unwavering optimism(bullheadedness):

tommy vs disembodied voices:

tommy vs the first shrine:

tommy meets a monk:

pulling a direct line from philza's botw playthrough for this one:

me when i fast travel:

The loading screen says: "Leaving Comments: Leaving comments on a fic is a great way to make a writer go :D and give them the motivation they need to continue their bullshittery."

also some chapter titles:

#LONG ASS POST ALERT (and i didnt proofread this lol) #but yeah can you tell i miss this fic #lightningbig tysm for humoring me today. i just feel weird talking abt au ideas if im not prompted?? anyway ur the best <33 #the lore doc is 28 pages long and that's not including some of the stuff i haven't written down yet fhdjsk #this functioned as my “no thoughts head empty just write dumbassery” fic when i was working on it and i think its abt time it makes its- #-return with a little facelift and more cubitos tossed into the mix #asks for curly #WEMBM

[dominioners-headcanons]

in piglin culture, most everyone keeps their hair fairly long, and braiding your hair back is an important part of battle prep tradition, whereas you would wear your hair loose at home or in times of peace. Legundo almost never wears his hair loose since moving to the Overworld, even when he's alone, because he doesn't ever want to be caught off-guard for a battle.

Ough,, piglin culture headcanons my absolute beloved <3

D’you think there are situations that a piglin would have their hair short? Like maybe, it’s a symbol of disgrace? Ooo! Or it could be a symbol of mourning, if a loved one dies, especially in battle, one might cut their hair short to show their loss; or maybe it’d be a sign of a pacifist, if someone refuses to fight, or opposes it in whatever way, perhaps they’d cut their hair short to show where they stand.

Got a bit carried away in thinking about this one, but I’m my defense, piglins <3

#dominion smp #legundo

[glowstone23b]

Hello there all!

I don’t know if it’s a super common thing, but I’m starting a sideblog due to my love for piglins. I’m not kidding when I say I have a 40 something page long google doc filled with just notes about what their culture could be like, headcanon or not. I’m very normal about it. (I’m not)

Anyways, if anybody has piglin brainrot like me, please interact! I’m just here to vibe and gush about minecraft in general, but mostly the nether. A lot of nether.

I’ll likely change my banner and layout etc. later on, but for now my pfp is Flintbairn of Bastion Glowstone 23b, my beloved OC, and my header is GhostG4ming’s piglin origins sona (who can be found on artfight), both drawn by me.

That’s about it! Love you guys! Remember to eat and drink today! B)

#piglin #piglin oc #minecraft #nether #minecraft piglin #minecraft nether #Glowstone23b text

[queensparklekitten]

what people who are too scared to go to the nether think it’s like: you step out of your portal. immediately you are swarmed by ghasts and magma cubes and angry piglins from all sides. while trying to run away you run directly into a massive patch of fire. by the time it goes out your health is below half. you pause to eat. while you are pausing, a ghast shoots at you and creates a massive explosion that knocks you into lava too deep to swim out of. it has been two minutes and you have already died despite your full diamond armour. 

what going to the nether is actually like: 

thinking too hard about piglins, about their fallen bastions and their culture and their beliefs and their history, the art and music they created and how much more they’ve probably lost in whatever destroyed their bastions, and then you start crying

COME ON BLAZES/WITHER SKELETONS/MAGMA CUBES WILL YOU FUCKING SPAWN ALREADY

*touches ground* something terrible happened here 

making a campfire from sticks, a crimson log, and some soul sand from the side of the lava ocean in order to cook your hoglin meat because you forgot a furnace and can’t find blackstone, and feeling like macgyver as a result

*armor breaks* dammit *crafts a replacement piece from gold or leather depending on what exactly broke* *it works fine* 

oh hey i forgot there was also normal mushrooms here 

*saddles strider* we are lifelong bonded creatures now. you are my closest friend and i know you will always be by my side in the quest for pigstep and blaze powder. i will brave my most feared biome for you, my beloved, my partner in adventure, my companion of the lava sea 

screaming into the void because you’ve thrown over 3 blocks’ worth of gold ingots and the piglins haven’t given you a single ender pearl yet

*sees a warped forest next to a crimson forest* this is the most beautiful thing i have seen in months i must stand and stare from this safe spot that is the top of a “tree” while Chrysopoeia plays and makes me feel shrimp emotions 

*throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory* *throws stone sword out of inventory*

silk touch mining every gilded blackstone that you run across so you can use it in a build and then never building anything with it 

having that one biome you avoid wherever possible and it’s always either basalt delta, soul sand valley, or crimson forest

creating red string lore theories in your head about the way several of the nether biomes came to be, tying the ambience and the mobs and the names of certain items and places together to create a picture that terrifies and intrigues you, and then connecting it to the end, the deep dark, and what’s below the bedrock in a manner that edges closer and closer to cosmic horror 

feeling like it is a hate crime that you can’t eat magma cream 

ok so the blaze spawner is that way... wait no it’s that way... wait have i been here? is this new? never mind that chest’s empty i’ve definitely been here. dammit which way is the blaze spawner? i think this area was near the spawner. wait hang on it definitely isn’t. ok the spawner’s probably that way. hang on i’m going in circles. arrrrgghhhhh why does every part of a fortress look the saaaaaaaaame 

mining quartz for XP and then leaving it there

having a fucking heart attack when you weren’t looking where you were going and accidentally fall off a cliff but survive 

seeing crimson roots in a soul sand valley and either feeling every emotion at once or not even registering it 

searching for a fortress for 3 hours 

killing a ghast with its own fireball and feeling like a powerful godlike immortal smiting a lesser being 

peacefully mining for netherite for hours, just listening to the music and watching lava flow down and not having to worry about mobs, and looking forward to doing it again once you finally run out of TNT

getting lost in your netherite mine

my inventory’s full already? *opens inventory to find 9 stacks of netherrack* 

nyooming across soul sand with soul speed 3 while laughing at the skeletons and ghasts who cannot land a hit on you to save their lives and then crashing headfirst into a wall 

this place is a message... and part of a system of messages... pay attention to it. omg a baby piglin! we considered ourselves to be a powerful culture. ooh, a ruined portal. this place is not a place of honor... no highly esteemed deed is commemorated here... aww, a baby strider! what is here was dangerous and repulsive to us. wow that crimson tree is MASSIVE, that’s gotta be like 20-something blocks. the danger is still present, in your time, as it was in ours. oh hey look there’s that one fossil, i saw a video once about using the placement of those to find strongholds in the overworld. this place is best shunned and left uninhabited. oh hey some actually reachable glowstone 

[imperialkatwala]

🌹

Phil had only gotten to help Techno with his hair a few times. Each time he was handed a brush and trusted with one or two of Techno's braids, he had treated it with the honor it deserved; doing this was a privilege, much like Techno preening his wings was a privilege. They both knew the importance of what they were being given, and Phil never begrudged his friend for letting him braid far less often than he let Techno preen. They simply had different comfort levels with it, and that was alright.

This is more than one sentence, but I think that's okay :D

#kat things #answering asks #piglin culture and soft emerald duo my beloveds

[whycraft]

piglin culture my cyare

#this is a joke just for me #bc in my mc worldbuilding piglin culture is really similar to mandalorian culture #and cyare is 'beloved' in mando'a #my post

[embers-archive]

Mmmm piglin culture my beloved

Formal wear:

Dances:

More details under the cut (also pls give me your headcanons pls I beg my asks are open)

Been thinking alot about piglin culture and formal wear recently and, well:

Okay the idea is, the more gold a piglin wears the more accomplished of a fighter they are.

All colours of the clothing represent different biomes that piglins are found in- most used colours are black and gold for the bastion, dark red for netherrack and the bright blue and red for the forests.

The clothes a piglin wears are dependant on their status within the sounder and are not bound by gender ( which I hc as being quite loose in piglin culture as your status is based on ability rather than gender; eg, bigger piglins end up as brutes) , face paintings are free reign but its traditional for brutes choose the wither one as a sign of strength.

Sidenote: where do piglins even get their clothes?? The only thing I could think of is leather from hoglins but that's gotta be uncomfortable. Next theory is maybe they could use strider hair or even hoglin hair but it doesn't seem long enough to be possible

So for the sake of keeping my flowing thin clothes imma ignore that-

Now! Onto dances

I reckon their dances are quite heavy but elegant if that makes sense?? So theres a lot of stomping/ harsh movements, but a lot of complicated foot movements and ballerina-type arm movements.

Second one is based off of the actual dance piglins do in-game so they circle eachother like that, one hand on each others waist, one in the air and they twirl like that before switching sides.

First one is based off of the dance from httyd in the marriage song scene cause I love it.

This is my first time doing a headcanon dump so apologies if it's a bit eh lmao

I wanna do a proper drawing of this instead of just sketches at some point

#minecraft #mineblr #piglin #art #piglin fanart

[nachosforfree]

Oooooo, nether/end cultures? Ok here's my question: you've talked about the two main subspecies within the end, but what about nether endermen? And how well do they get along with the piglin population?

Do some of the piglins blame the endermen for the zombification disease? What do the nether endermen think of the piglins? Actually, what do end endermen think of the nether endermen?

Sorry if this is too many questions at once, you gave me thoughts. Feel free to just answer whichever ones you care to. -Ranboo

Nether endermen are probably on neutral terms with piglin, generally. While i'm sure some piglins would see endermen as a threat (and possibly a cause for the zombification outbreak, though that idea would be mostly based in fear of the unknown (endermen being the unknown in this case)), its likely a silent understanding between the two species that "if you dont bother me, i wont bother you"

In some bastions, endermen even play a helpful role in the community, being able to travel to the overworld and get supplies not readily available to piglins. in those types of bastions, endermen are beloved by the piglins and can even be seen as family to some

End Endermen probably find themselves slightly superior to Nether Endermen, even if its a blind idea put into their heads by the enderdragon's control over them (the closer to the dragon, the more power she has over them)

#asks

[duckmumbo]

Hello! Anon from the last ask game here, I'm just here to say that writers are cool and amazing and talented and other things like that :]

You guys are an inspiration to others and deserve all the kudos in the world!!

(this was supposed to be longer but i'm not good with words so yeah just drop your fav fics below! /nf)

- 🐇

Anon are you trying to get me to cry because let me tell you you are very close to succeeding /pos

But honestly it's readers like you that make us have the motivation to keep writing and share our stuff with others, getting positive feedback is honestly one of the best feelings lol

Fic recs under the cut because I have absolutely no self control and enjoy way too many fics

recs are in no particular order, though most of the dsmp recs ended up towards the top and most of the hermitcraft ones ended up towards the bottom somehow

If You Give a Bunny a Carrot by ImperialKatwala

Origins SMP setting, Bunnyblade has a tragic backstory and learns to trust again, incredibly cute and I may or may not have almost cried

the world of clinic (series) by bonesandthebees

dsmp hero/villain au, SBI (minus Tommy) are villains, Ranboo and Tubbo are vigilantes. Lots of found family, finally read it after seeing all the posts about it on twitter and omg it's so good I fully understand the hype

Healing Is a Four Letter Word by Hypno_Cat

Hermitcraft, Watcher Grian ends up becoming the local forest cryptid and relearning how to be a player

(Dragon) Riders in the Sky by SilverWing15 (or honestly just about anything by them)

dsmp dragon rider au, Shroud is a baby dragon. Mushroom Henry is a dragon. Friend is a dragon. Need I say more?

Platonic Divorcees and Going Out To Lunch: Purpled's Guide to Adopting an Alien by KiwiFruitWritings

dsmp, Purpled centric, Quackity and Techno both try to become father figures to him, honestly absolutely adorable and I need more of this in my life

The Life and Times of Michael Underscore-Beloved by ImperialKatwala (honestly the entire series but especially this one)

dsmp, just complete fluff, sbi and bench trio are all Michael's family and it honestly made me cry a few times

No time like the Present by LuckyPhantom

dsmp, Phil adopts Techno directly from the Nether, absolutely adorable and i love the piglin culture in this fic

Plumage by SamWasNeverHere

Hermitcraft, Mumbo grows wings after eating Grian's soul and has to learn how to use them. Absolute fluff, plus winged!mumbo my beloved

"the wheels on the bus" by sparxwrites

Hermitcraft, it is a terrible day in the void, the Watchers have found you, and you are a very, very pesky bird

of broken pasts and healing hearts (series) by sky_blue_hightops, Spannah339

Hermitcraft, Grian recovering from the Watchers, lots of hurt/comfort

quis custodiet ipsos custodes by andtheuniverse_said

Hermitcraft/HBG, Fruit asks Grian/the hermits to help Illumina, Watchers are up to shenanigans again

the slow and lengthy process of un-traumatizing your local birb friend (series) by HaloRocks1214

Hermitcraft, yet another "Grian recovers from the Watchers" fic, except this time he ends up with an emotional support dragon, need I say more?

The Lone Wolf and the Hermit by SilverWing15

Hermitcraft x dsmp, Tommy ends up in season 7 and is also a wolf for reasons i do not remember. very funny and also cute

i can be the one you call (series) by mayflowers07

Hermitcraft, hurt/comfort series revolving around every single hermit, basic premise is the hermits have a code phrase that, when said, causes everyone to drop everything and rally around the hermit that said it. one of the very first mcyt fanfictions i read, and honestly still probably one of my absolute favorites, i cry when reading a good chunk of this series

this better be good by raiiyynn

Hermitcraft x dsmp, Purpled ends up in hermitcraft and causes chaos. told entirely through chat messages, and is a WIP but it's still really funny

Anything To Hear You (Say It One More Time) by mgrnn

Hermitcraft, Etho ends up in a life threatening situation and calls Bdubs so he won't die alone, Bdubs is determined to save him

A Day Off is Needed by Sharo

Hermitcraft, the hermits just have a nice fun party and chill, very nice vibes

Sticker War by darkleweather

Hermitcraft, hermits play "put the sticker on the doc", need i say more?

puddle-jumping by Sixteenthdays

Hermitcraft x Empires SMP, HC!Gem ends up in Empires after escaping from the moon, Empires!Gem tries to help her get back

One Quiet Day by TheNightSkyObserver

Hermitcraft, Xisuma just vibing on top of a mountain, absolutely adorable

Lost in the Void's Embrace by ambered

Hermitcraft, Xisuma-centric, the world glitches and Xisuma ends up with amnesia, Scar ends up missing time, and Iskall ends up with major headaches. Surely this is all a coincidence?

#fully meant to answer this earlier but i havent had a chance to hop on my laptop until just now sorry #listen this isn't even all of the fics i could rec theres still ~150 dsmp fics i have bookmarked i could look through #but this was getting incredibly long so i decided to cut it off there #ty for the ask! #ok tag time #fic recs #answered #🐇 anon my beloved #honestly most of these i feel like a good chunk of y'all will have already read #but does that matter no im reccing them anyway :)

[corysmiles]

Bench trio in giant house au it is! >:)

• After Ranboo and Tubbo find out about Tommy being a giant and are ok with it, they immediately get into shinanigens. Tubbo tries stealing one of Tommys back up potions and has to spend the next couple of hours in time out in Ranboos pocket.

• They also want to visit Tommys home now that he doesnt have to lie about it! Only... he does still have to lie, just not to them. But he does know Wilbur and Phil wont hurt Tubbo or Ranboo, just be mad at Tommy if they get caught. So they decide to have some fun and figure out if they can spend the night at Tommys house without anyone finding them out. They forget about Techno. Techno still uses the wall passages to get between rooms sometimes, and he comes to Tommys room when hes late for dinner and sees the giant stifling giggles with two humans sitting on his desk goofing off with him. It was a very chaotic dinner that night, with two unexpected guests who were not given a choice to pass on the invite.

• Tommy gets grounded for a while after Techno takes the two boys back to the human land the next morning. But while the piglin and two giants are upset with Tommy for lying, they're actually glad Tommys made friends and are open to having them over so long as they dont tell other humans about them.

• The house is always a lot more chaotic then usual when the two humans visit, they also arent as good at being safe in a giant house like Techno learned from the time he spent in hiding so theres also a couple close calls of them falling off stuff, getting mixed up with stuff being handled by a giant, using the floor instead of the pathways when they dont want to go the long way around. (If anyone wants to expand upon these feel free 👀) They always are fine after but Wilbur, Phil, and even Techno when he sees these things happening keep getting stressed out. Tommys stuck between the two of being worried about his friends but not really realizing how close they came to dying.

• Tubbo and Ranboo also still really enjoy having Tommy over in the human land, even though hes not allowed there very often without Techno coming with. Now that Tommys allowed to admit he doesnt know about certain human things they really enjoy teaching him all about their cultures. They also just enjoy getting to do things they cant do in the giants land since Tubbo and Ranboo are too small to do much outside of the house without being in danger.

• One time, Tubbo came over without Ranboo because he was busy. Tubbo forgot to let Tommy know he was coming and so no one was around to keep an eye on him when he lets himself in through Technos entrance. The crows noticed though. And theyve been trained to leave Techno alone and (sometimes) listen to this, but theyve never been taught against other humans. Phil discovers Tubbo hours later when he summons a crow, and it drops a terrified Tubbo from its beak into his hand.

• Techno enjoys having the boys over to, not only are they just good friends to the whole family now but its also just nice having someone his size around. He gets into the habit of actually preparing proper human sized meals instead of just having tiny slices of whatever the giants make so Tubbo and Ranboo can feel more comfortable and actually have proper meals when they visit.

-❤ anon

AHHHHH YES ❤️ MY BELOVED THANK YOU! These are so good, I especially love the idea of Tubbo taking Tommy’s potion and just getting super small. Imagine if Tommy saw him like that when his own potion ran off and then he’s just chilling with this ant-sized person :”]

(And I’m absolutely writing about Tubbo and Ranboo walking on the floor when I don’t feel sick)

#giant house au #❤️ my beloved #❤️ anon #marry me #/p of course #coryspeaks #these are so sweetahhhhh #t!ranboo #t!tubbo #g!tommy

[netheritenugget]

so I've been working on my survival world and your streams have brainwashed me into not killing piglins. now I see them and I'm like, "omg! a friend! hello!! :)"

this is propaganda. (/lh)

Omg that's funny. Honestly I blame my fondness for Piglins wholey on Tumblr, I didn't care much about them before people started making up lore n stuff for them, especially after I read Orphan's Path (highly recommended read, it's a fantastic series). Piglin culture, my beloved <3

#roxyspamcake streams

[aetheras]

💕💕💕PIGLIN HYBRID CORPSE💕💕💕

Also potential hurt food with techno being terrified that he won’t be able to raise Cor properly because techno himself didn’t grow up around much piglin culture(being raised by Philza/mumza and all)

AWWW NO :((

technodad my beloved

#ego answers