#I just... gotta get this out of my system first

[grinchdelia]

1. Anti-civ does not mean being against medicine. Every culture on the planet practices medicine, and this has been the case for as long as culture has existed. It's true that something like cancer is hard to treat without recent technology, but it's also true that we get a lot more cancer, autoimmune disorders, metabolic issues, etc now. The system that is capable of treating these problems is the same system that causes most of them in the first place.

2. The science thing is more complicated but let's get into what science even is. You can talk about science in the epistemological sense or in the institutional sense. This is definitely something a lot of anti-civ folks would not agree with me on, I'm not going to defend anyone else's opinion here. Speaking personally, my feelings on the scientific method of learning and knowing are messy but I'm not going to toss out empiricism completely. It's good to question beliefs.

Scientific institutions.... are primarily tools of the state. Certainly not all scientists or even the majority spend their time on the kinds of projects I'm talking about. But the reason science as a whole is valued is because it is used to make effective weapons and tools of control. Zooming out a little bit, I don't dislike empiricism itself, but I'm skeptical of the goal of amassing knowledge. This knowledge is part of the wealth of corporate and governmental powers and is far less useful to us than it is to them. Knowledge should be embedded within a living culture, not hoarded to be available as a means.

3. Curious to hear about the good way of making computers? My position is that even if human laborers were happy to work in mines for some reason, the mines would still be doing violence to the land. But for the sake of argument let's say there's a way to do the mining that causes minimal harm to the land. How much work do you think it would take to make one computer ethically? Do you think it would be realistic for very many people to have access to these fantastically complex tools, built in a cleanroom with machines built by machines built by machines built by machines? And again, how much space on our shared earth does this whole apparatus take up?

To be fair, I'd love to not have a phone, so in a better world where I can have a good life without one, that's at least one less that you'd need to make!

4. Which leads me to the basic hypocrisy that anti-civ folks are continually accused of. I actually don't have much of a defense to this one other than that it's difficult to live the life I want to live. I would really really really love to spend most of my time outside or in simply built shelters, never looking at a screen again. I have tried actually and I think the first issue is that it's a goal for a community, not for an individual. The community is by far the most important part and they've been systematically broken. Living alone on foraged food is still just barely possible, but it doesn't resemble the life I dream of. It's only superficially similar. The other point I want to make is that even for a community, it's damn hard to make this work in the world we live in. People are sincerely trying, and often failing, not because it's a bad way to live but because capital and civ culture will not let us. There's also some successes but the success tends to come with a lot of compromise. Still, we gotta keep trying, cause what else can we do?

5. Finally, we get to questions that I think need to be asked and don't have answers I like. How do we get there from here? Billions of people are dependent upon the system we live in functioning well. In short, you are right, there is no way for everyone to transition to non-civilized ways of living. A lot of anti-civ folks don't like to admit that. Some just live in denial and then there's the ones who actually advocate for mass death. Thankfully not that many in my experience but it's still an issue.

I certainly can't speak for anyone else and my views may not be representative of the anti-civ crowd as a whole, it's been so many years since I talked to many other anarchists so I don't know where people are at anymore and I no longer remember a lot from when I was in the scene. But let me try to elaborate a little on where I'm at personally.

I don't see a way for everyone alive now to get out of the machine and not die horribly. But as the godspeed track goes, it's also pretty clear to me that the machine is bleeding to death. It's almost certainly not going stop functioning all at once, but as the decline continues, things are going to get much worse for all of us trapped inside. Meanwhile the land and the waters have been degraded to the point where anyone who tries to escape by "living off the land" is in for a rude awakening. (This completely aside from the basic calculation that not every human would have enough space to feed themselves on our shared earth, even if our ecology was in a better condition.) Not incidentally, colonization of indigenous peoples is ongoing and anyone who remains on their ancestral land is still having to fight back attempts to force them off.

In short, we're pretty fucked. I genuinely do not understand how pro-industrial anarchists or communists think we're going to get out of this one (without mass death). In my opinion it's just as delusional as that section of anti-civ anarchists who are in denial. You can even make similar arguments that if they somehow manage to pull off a revolution, the transition is going to kill a whole lot of people because it's all quite fragile and keeping the machine running smoothly is necessary to forestall immediate catastrophe.

However, I'm actually not that bothered about a hypothetical situation where either pro-industrial ancoms or anti-civ anarchists are in that position. It just doesn't strike me as realistic enough to worry about. I cannot imagine myself ever having to make those sorts of decisions. I'm also not delusional enough to imagine that I could somehow strike at the global industrial system in a way which might bring the whole thing down and thereby cause mass death. Even if I wanted to do that, it's just larping, and I think taking that kind of thing seriously encourages people to develop unhealthy fantasies about something that will never happen. I won't theorize about how anarchists could solve these kinds of issues because it puts us in this mindset that we have to wield absolute power correctly to fix things. That's not how any of this works. The death machine has got us in this horrible position that can not possibly end well, and I can't do anything about that. Obviously don't trust anyone who has ideas about how to design the perfect world for us all to decivilize or whatever, that's completely missing the point and it's depressing how many people do think that way.

So, after all that pessimism, what do I stand for? I just want to live my life. I'd like to say that what I do doesn't have to have a purpose but that's actually not true either. I do feel like I have work to do. I think helping the people in front of me in little ways in really important, but that's not an anti-civ specific thing obviously. Maybe a more relevant thing to add is that we need to put time into the groundwork of living culture. Find ways to relate to other humans and the more than human world, because without that, there's not even a possibility of things being better. A long time ago I used to be all for "tear it down first" but I've more or less done a 180 on that. I live in the USA and right now, if the government and capitalism collapsed instantly for some unforseen reason, almost nobody would be ready to start building a better life. I'm not going to make predictions about the time scale here but I absolutely do believe that global collapse of civilization is happening, and I'm going to live with that in mind. No, it's not possible for everyone to go forage, but there are little things we can do to help heal the places we live. Maybe on the day I'm in need, there will be a fruit on the tree for me in return. The suffering of the world is truly monumental and the good I can do is so small but that makes it feel really important to start working on these things.

Hope you enjoyed the glimpse into some sort of anti-civ perspective, however different it may be from others! There are a lot more people involved in this sort of culture building work than you might think, but you won't hear from most of them since they're out doing the thing. I'm a rare case in that I know some of those people but I'm also online, at least for the moment. Might as well evangelize while I'm here.

Funny thing about that anti civ person is that like. They could just do what folks that live off the grid do, but more extreme. If you hate civilization you’re…allowed to live somewhere else. Hell since they’re so convinced in their own definition of civilization they have even more options! (Though they’ll probably be disappointed to find out first hand their definition was wrong)

I mean in a way I understand. If you truly believe that civilization is the worst thing to happen to humanity and you want the best for humanity, you will even use the tools of civilization to persuade other people to your ideas.

The thing of course is that I don't believe on that and it's so incredibly easy to point out that computers are made by, well, civilization.

I also think that to say "well go live in the woods then" is a bit rude but... honestly, if the anti-civ way of life is more rewarding, we would see more people trying to do it right? We would see people in third-world countries protesting against schools, hospitals, universities, transportation, etc. instead of wanting those, right? But instead you will find, surprisingly, that people want a better life for themselves and those who they love. And this isn't opposed to enviromental stewardship and protection, as it's often the same people who live in those places who also want enviromental protection.

It's often through organized systems, civilization, that people achieve human rights, a good life, and indeed, are able to organize how to protect nature.

It's just completely disconnected from the aspirations of most people.

[sevikafucker]

Quiet

Vander x Fem!Reader

A/N: this is my first arcane fic, please go easy on me... I have some Sevika stuff planned, but for now, have some super soft Vander. I also have some stuff that isn't just pwp planned, I just had to get this out of my system...

CW: Smut, 18+ (please consume your media responsibly), praise, pwp (literally jumps straight into smut), no beta, hinted at inexperienced! reader, creampie

Word count: 1.4k

“Gotta keep quiet,” Vander shushed you as one of his hands slid past your waistband. Your hand covered your mouth and your eyes screwed shut. “You’re being so good,” His lips met your forehead as a thick finger gently rubbed a circle against your clit.

You let out a muffled moan and your eyes opened slowly. You looked up at Vander through your lashes. Your back was flush against the wall and Vander was about as close to you as he could possibly be. You could feel how hard he was against you. Without thinking, your hips jutted forward into his, and Vander tensed.

He clicked his tongue. “So needy.” Vander smiled down at you. “Don’t worry,” He whispered, lowering his mouth to your neck. “I’m going to take care of you.”

You nodded at him. You trusted him to follow through with that. It was a promise. You leaned into Vander, your back coming off of the door and your weight pressing onto him. Your mouth was still covered by your hand, which turned out to be a good thing when Vander slipped a finger inside of you. Your head started to spin when his thumb found your clit and his finger gently pumped in and out of you.

Muffled curses fell into the palm of your hand as your head lulled back and your eyes locked onto the ceiling. Vander was holding himself together a lot better than you were. He was composed and you were breaking beneath him.

Your hand fell from your face and you gripped onto Vander tightly. “Need- Need you.” You cried out quietly. “Please…” You begged ever so softly for him, your voice breaking. Vander’s free hand went to your chin and he leaned down, kissing you. Your eyes shut and you kissed back, grabbing his forearms tightly. Your hips rolled into his hand and you moaned into his mouth.

Vander pulled away slightly, just enough to talk against your lips, “I’m going to take you to the bed,” He stated, his fingers slipping out of you and his arm wrapping around you. “Be good and stay quiet, okay?”

You whimpered but ultimately stayed as quiet as possible. You are placed gently onto the bed and Vander stands up, straight, at the end of the bed. His hand went to his mouth and sucked on the finger that was just inside of you. His eyes did not move from you. Your stomach flipped and your jaw dropped slightly.

Vander’s finger popped out of his mouth. “You taste divine, love.”

“Vander,” You were breathless. “Fuck,” it came out as a huff, “please, I- I want you-” The room was spinning, and yet everything stood still. Vander gave you a soft smile and let out a low chuckle. “You’re driving me crazy,” You whispered.

“I could say the same,” He began to undress, before pausing. “Are you good to continue?” As soon as you nodded he took off his shirt. You wanted nothing more than to touch him. Feel him. But you were just in bed, feeling like you were miles from him. “Do I need to take your clothes off too?” He cocked his head at you as he began to take his pants off.

You did not respond. Your eyes were stuck on how his hands moved. You wanted his fingers again. You wanted all of him. You laid on the bed watching him and as soon as his fingers grabbed the waistband of his underwear you swallowed hard. He looked intimidating in his clothes, and then suddenly he was standing before you naked.

“Holy shit.” Your voice cracked. You looked up from his cock and to him. Vander was just smiling, his normal, friendly smile. “Van-” You were frozen in your spot. “I don’t-”

Vander soothed you. “We’ll go slow, if you want to go at all.” He reassured you. “Just say stop and we’ll stop.” As soon as you nodded, Vander examined your clothed form. “Now, do you want help out of those?”

You nodded again. Vander was over you in mere seconds. You sat up and Vander’s large hands were pulling your shirt up over your head. Without thinking you moved forward and kissed him. Vander smiled against your lips and his hands grabbed your bottoms. He slid them, along with your underwear, down your legs, and threw them across the room.

“Do you need more time?” Vander’s fingers danced across your ribs. “If you aren’t ready-”

“I just want you. I crave you.” You placed your forehead to his and sighed. “All I’ve been able to think about is you. I want you.” Your hand placed gently against his chest as you confessed to him.

Without skipping a beat, Vander nodded. You leaned back against the pillows, and Vander’s hand travelled from your ribs down to your hip. He gave you a reassuring squeeze before his hand moved again and his fingers were at your entrance.

“You’re already so wet,” He moved his hand. Suddenly you were caged in, his arms on either side of you and his face in your neck. Without even thinking, your legs spread and your knees were at his hips. “You ready, love?”

“Please,” You begged. “I need you to fuck me.”

That was all he needed to hear. One of his hands grabbed your ass and he steadied the both of you. He angled himself at your entrance and gently pushed himself inside of you. Your face contorted and you covered your mouth again. You could not risk getting loud. Vander was as still as he could be, unmoving; waiting for your okay.

“We could stay like this?” He asked you.

As much as you loved the idea of cock warming him, you needed a lot more than that. “Just- Shit-” You hissed. “Give me a second.” Vander placed a kiss to your shoulder as an ‘okay’ and waited. He would wait as long as you needed him to. Your hips moved ever so slightly against his and you let out a soft moan. “You’re good now.”

Vander started out with slow movements. His hips rocking gently against your own, drawing small moans out of you. Your hands moved to his back and your nails dug into his skin as he thrusted. Vander had been holding it together until that moment. His hips bucked and you found yourself biting his shoulder to keep from getting too loud.

He let out a low groan and you pulled back from him. You mumbled an apology and placed a kiss against the spot your teeth had just been. Vander kept his pace steady, neither of you could risk getting loud, so he needed to keep it slow.

“Ya feel so good,” Vander’s face was buried into your neck.

“Don’t stop,” You huffed, “so close-” Your fingers gently scraped up his back. Your eyes shut tight and your hips gently rocked against his own.

Vander was getting close to. His pace never faltered, he never once grew sloppy, but the sound of his quiet grunts were becoming different, more low and sporadic. A heat grew in your stomach, a knot forming. Your toes curled and your back arched, your sticky form sticking to Vander. His teeth gently scraped your neck and his hips slapped a little more harshly against yours.

“Where?” Vander’s voice is low and gruff.

“I'm- Inside, fuck, please I want it. Inside!”

Your pleading did not fall on deaf ears. Vander let out a low grumble and the both of you came undone at the same time. You were seeing stars and holding onto Vander tightly. His thrusts slowed and he shivered against you. Warmth fell from between your thighs. Once Vander came to a stop, you both lied still for a moment.

“You are too good,” He whispered into your neck. You breathed heavily, your chest meeting his. His large form covered you, but he was so careful as to not throw all of his weight on top of you. “Don't want to let you go.”

You took in the moment and sighed. Everything was perfect, at least for the time being. You did not want to let him go either.

“Need more of you.” Vander huffed out. He lifted from your neck. “Think you can go another round? I want to taste you.”

“Vander, I don't think I could keep quiet much longer.”

Vander smiled. “We can wait. If- When you need me, I'm all yours.”

[sin-scribbles]

get some rest ya old coots!!!!!

[yuwuta]

gojo would kill your work husband. but if he were the work husband, that's a different story

REAL!! he’s such a hypocrite because if someone mentioned you had a work husband, his entire world would stop and he wold devise the absolute worst plans to make sure that your co-worker, everyone at your job, and everyone in the next building over knew that he was happily committed to you 

but if he is the work husband, he’s very........ dutiful in his role. there’s a loose office/lawyer au in my head where satoru is your secretary, and for all intents and purposes, your personal assistant, and he’s good at his job, but mostly because he considers his job to be pleasing you. he has coffee for you when you arrive, he moves your schedule around without you asking, he has answers to questions before you can even ask them, he has fresh flowers on your desk weekly, pokes into your meetings to pretend to hand you a file that’s really just maybe a single document in a manilla folder with candy on top of it—he’s made himself your business, your partner; he’s made himself irreplaceable, and he loves to remind everybody of that fact. 

he’s also extremely loyal. sure, he could day a week’s worth of work done in about a day, but that doesn’t mean he’ll just use his talents for anybody. he’s your secretary, so he’s at your beck and call, and everyone knows it. they know he’s the best, but also that he’s off limits—not because you won’t share him, but because satoru won’t let himself be shared. 

he also extends his duties beyond work, of course. when he hands you a print out of your schedule for the day and you’re confused by the three-hour block of time you have in the middle of the day, satoru just helps you shrug your coat of your shoulders and smiles, “that’s for the lunch date you have with me, of course!” hanging up your coat in your closet for you, “i’m paying, see you soon, sweets.” and because you’re great at your job, and satoru helps you be great, nobody really questions when the two of you have time for a 13-course tasting menu at 1pm on a tuesday afternoon. and if they did, all satoru would say that you two had a lovely date 

[icarusredwings]

I had a similar idea to this except its the captures trying everything to break Wade and they just.. cant?

He dosn't care if they starve him, says "thank you, I was thirsty" when water boarded, giggles when slapped, moans when choked, and keeps breaking out only to sit there all cross legged and pouting.

"H-harder. Im almost there- GASP Aww whyd you stop!? Damn tease!"

"Aw fuck yes. Slap me. Hit me again. Tell me im your bitch. Oh what? Am I no fun?"

"Really? You're going to break my fingers? I do that for fun!! Ha! And you call yourself bad guys. Maann. What amateurs. Here's a tip. Research who you're kidnapping HAHA! You can't seriously think this would be enough to restrain me right? You gotta be kidding."

"You know you guys are starting to get boring. Is this your first kidnapping or something? Yeah, I figured. Okay so do you know how to do a loop knot? Oh my god do you guys not know ANYTHING from boy scouts? Jesus. Here gimme the fucking rope ill teach ya."

"There! See? Now look I can't get out. Now when he shows up, make sure you show him what a great job you did."

They get a bit weirded out on A. Why he hasn't left already B. What the fuck is wrong with this guy? And C. When who comes?

"Oh youll see. He should be here soon. I will say that this is a filthy basement. Perfect for this kind of work. If I were you id install an automatic locking system on the door."

'Why do you say that?' They ask.

"Well.. for one. REALLY pissed off Wolverines can get in... Hiiii peanut! Took ya long enough.."

Then just casually frees himself and hums quietly while Logan rips them apart with his claws and teeth like a resource gaurding animal, shaking their guts out and practically painting the basement walls red with them. Fixing his suit, wade still hums, dusting himself off with a smirk. "Now, now honey, get that out of your mouth. Logan, drop it. You dont know where that's been, sweetie. Now lets get out of here yeah? Im thinking Chinese."

In conclusion: Wade is TERRIFYINGLY conditioned to being kidnapping to the point he practically lets them kidnap him for fun.

Wade and Logan end up getting captured somehow during a job, and to distract them, Wade starts purposefully annoying Logan. They start arguing and their captors have no idea what to do. They didn't know The Wolverine and Deadpool were like "together" together, but they were bickering like an old married couple. Logan is fuming and seeing red, tearing at his restraints, frothing at the mouth. Being so distracted by a raging Logan, they don't notice Wade getting out of his own restraints. He releases an angry Wolverine on them and sits back to watch his berserker baby tear the place apart, picking off any that somehow manages to escape Logan’s misdirected fury.

[starry-bi-sky]

pouring one out for luo binghe in my disciple SQQ fic, poor guy has taken a backseat here. we're nearly 30k words deep and he hasn't even shown his face once. it'll be much longer before he even actually talks to Shen Qingqiu.

(i say im pouring one out but in reality im sitting in my director's chair chewing on a cigar and wearing a beret as he tearily and unsuccessfully pleads with me for more scenes with Shen Qingqiu)

[sunshine-zenith]

Rebellious relationships

(Si’ha Nova and the Traveler’s reaction)

[mc-tummy-blur]

Explaining to his next victim about The Make Believes and Nick Lightbearer to show them that he understands the music (and Nick) more than they do

Based off of that scene from American Psycho y’know

Click for better quality

Check my pinned post to see links on how you can help the people in Palestine

Bonus sketch: Aftermath

[keeps-ache]

sigh. i did it </3

[sysig]

A lot of early concept stuff was expression/pose brainstorming - there’s the classic six Webkinz emotions (which, I learned have been largely pared down to just four after a point! Since they got rid of Dr. Quack’s role, there’s no more “sick” expression and most ‘Kinz’ tired and sad expressions are the same! >:0 What’s the point of having an easily editable puppet with the spaghetti code intact that you have to put an image there AnyWay and not make a slightly different expression!! H’f) as well as the main Sakura poses - so if I’m already making up expressions, why no go a little further! :D

One of the expressions I definitely needed up top was Mischievous - working with a cat, that’s the only logical conclusion really. I think it’s funny that she swerves the compliment only to pay it right back as well lol

The ticklish expression is one I’m still going back and forth on! I’m half tempted to have it be somewhere between happy and angry - maybe a mood gradient, starting out just positive and slowly moving into “Hey stop! >:0″ if it’s too many times in a row? It’s a thought haha

Similarly so, messing with her ears - bothering your pets is a very important element of socialization (lol)

As seen above, I’d reallyyy like to figure a way to have a dual-visual mood system - both the ‘Kinz body language/expression/emotion and a more exact stat bar. I’m still chewing on this idea a bit, no pun intended lol. That and click-and-drag with an actual image you can drag around your screen, hm and hm! Much to think about. Her face here turned out cute and funny haha, helped me push the expression more comedic

Much better :) Webkinz already has some well-known food dialogue, my favourite is probably ���Mmm to the mmmax!” haha

Each low-mood would have their own emotion tied to it, but what about somewhere in the middle? I like the idea of the ‘Kinz getting bored if they’re left alone for too long! And little paw taps, showing off her embroidered paw pad haha ♪

[solarpunkani]

Ok fuck it you know something I've never really quite understood about part of the Leftist vs Liberals debate on voting.

So so so many people act like its either-or. Like you're either dedicating your entire life to voting and promoting politicians and phone banking or whatever, or you're a True Rebel waiting for The Uprising to Come and Solve Everything.

But like. In my experience. Me voting is just me kinda go 'which person seems kinda good? Which one at least sucks the least? ok lemme go vote.' and then its anywhere from 30 minutes to an hour tops of my life. And I still have plenty of time to do Stuff and participate in Conversations about Other Important Things. And also you can admit and acknowledge and understand that the system As Is kinda sorta really sucks ass, but also still admit and acknowledge and understand that at this current point in time we are still living in the suckass system and do something to alleviate the suckass At Least A Little while also working to bolster/create/advocate for Other Systems.

I guess just like. it's not a black or white thing. Between 'top 500 volunteers for a specific politician/voting office/etc' and 'absolutely positively not voting at all' there is a gray area called 'vote and then just do other stuff'.

[alltheoutsinfreeeee]

is there any magical girl anime still out there that doesn't have any fanservice? Shows like Precure, Cardcaptor Sakura or Madoka?

And if there isn't, are there at least any shows where the fanservice isn't with elementary school girls?

[vanillasheenbean]

ooufghgjh they're so messy but literally had to draw some doodles based off of @milksuu 's Heartsteel fic T_T

[sirhamburrger]

hey loml bbg pookie wookie dookie heyheyhey happy birthday keiji akaashi <333

[beatcroc]

listen. i love pizza tower with my whole heart & mind. you know this. you Know. but first and foremost i am a character design bitch, and the pizzas are, frankly, very bland. this is not a critique or a complaint, because obviously That's Not The Point and more importantly i would be horrified if anyone tried doing that much animation with anything more complex than what's there. but also it means when i get a taste of some truly whack ass insane design work again it is like fuuuucking catnip

[itsdefinitely]

i got mad at my narrator design so i redesigned him