they wuldve been happy mefinks

People are real quick to do a complete 180 and forgive Watcher after making the most basic backtracking statement they could’ve made

Like I know the standard for YouTube apologies is fucking 6 feet in the ground but like, it’s the most basic PR statement they could’ve given

Am I glad they apologized? Yes. Do I think they regret it? Yes. Do I think it was for the reasons we hope (aka caring about the fans)? No. Do I think they were sincere about their reasoning? No.

I think it comes back to why they were willing to make this decision in the first place: money

And to the parasocial people who are fighting for their lives to defend them, just remember that they were ready to drop you and whoever wasn’t willing to dish out $6 so they could travel around the world, continue living in one of the most expensive cities in the the country, and drive their Teslas around

feelin really self conscious about this one it might not stay up for long

gale dinner.

🖤🤍🖤🤍

I don’t post art very often, and my following isn’t very big, but despite this I’ve gotten a few comments regarding the weight (?) of a few characters, and that I’m promoting obesity and fatness. This very strange, I did not want people to think I would be drawing exclusively skinny characters, thought this was clear with my first post…

I will make them fatter. <— fat promotion, let’s get this out of the way. My art my rules.

Also: AI artists + Transphobes aren’t welcome… you will get blocked… what makes you think I would like compliments from an AI artists… they mean nothing to me…. I crush you beneath my thumb…

Wtf is this ?!?!? He's with Tommy and doesn't have feelings for Eddie... just why

He is a grown man with plenty of experience I think he would know who he's attracted to

oh shit, i’m visible for a day?

My first encounter with the broad concept of "people who want to live in the woods" came in the form of seeing people, online and in media, actually living in the woods, in one capacity or another.

As a teenager I watched Ray Mears' Bushcraft. It's a really good show that I would strongly recommend to just about anyone. Ray Mears (who in fact popularized the term "bushcraft") is a British wilderness survival/outdoorsmanship expert, and in Bushcraft he travels around the world, meeting with people who still practice some form of traditional subsistence-off-the-land, and documenting their knowledge and techniques. He shows traditional bushcraft in the Amazon, among aboriginal Australians, etc., and talks to the people who practice it about their way of life.

This show had a pretty big impact on me as a young person. I was already avidly interested in nature and the outdoors, and I had been intrigued by the concept of "wilderness survival" since watching Survivorman as a kid. There was something very appealing about the idea of placing oneself in nature with as few barriers as possible; getting to experience the natural world not just in a removed, "sightseeing" way, but in a real, engaged and "tactile" way. But what Mears presented added an additional layer of appeal: "wilderness survival" not as a chaotic fray to stay alive, but as a body of skills, refined over the centuries, which can be taught and learned. A mature art, something sophisticated and deep, in which one can become a practitioner. Something, in other words, a lot like mathematics, which I already knew that I liked, and a lot like language, which I had just recently become aware I was fascinated by. This inspired in me a much more lasting and serious interest in bushcraft. I began reading about it more seriously, and practicing as much of it as I could (not very much) in my parents' back yard.

I still count "becoming truly proficient in bushcraft" as one of my life goals, although I am not anywhere near that point yet.

A further point stressed by Ray Mears was that these traditional bushcraft techniques are a dying art. As people's lifestyles change, they are not getting passed on, and soon they may be lost. I want to stress here (because I'm on tumblr, where Big Ideas and Grand Narratives rule) that I have no desire to chastise people for living a different lifestyle than their grandparents! That's fine! I do not believe that, I don't know, the children of bushcraft experts should be forced by government decree to live in the woods or whatever. I have to make this clear, because "what should we force people to do by government decree?" seems often to be the only level at which tumblr discoursers are willing to think. What I am claiming is that this loss of knowledge is sad, it is unfortunate, and being that I and others (including most principally many of the practitioners) would not like to see these arts die out, it would be nice if they continued to be taught and learned and thereby passed on into posterity.

There need not be some kind of Decree! Maybe people just do some kind of outreach, as Mears himself did, and get more people interested in these things. Maybe, if you're an Amazonian guy or an aboriginal Australian guy, you do that outreach in a community-internal way, because your desire is principally to increase interest community-internally. I don't know; my whole point here is that I'm not really trying to get into the political dimension of this. That's not where my interests lie. Other than expressing a general sentiment that "bushcraft is cool and readers of my blog should think it's cool", I don't have any particular agenda here.

Anyway, this is the sum total of the context in which "people going out and doing shit in the woods" existed for me until just a few years ago. Then I came into the internet discoursosphere, around 2020, and I realized two things very quickly:

everyone was debating the relative merits of living in the woods

no one seemed to have any interest in or experience with anything even passingly related to living in the woods on a practical level, either first- or second-hand.

It was all, all this purely abstract, "theory"-based, grand narrativizing politico-philosophical debate. Nobody gave a shit about friction fire-lighting or shelter construction at an object level. Nobody gave a fucking shit!

This is a microcosm, and in fact not just a microcosm but perhaps the type case, of why I hate the discourse. The discourse is insistent on taking everything real in the world, everything that is (permit me to get a bit philosophical myself) vibrant and living and actual, and turning it into this dreary, sterile, empty word game. Are the Marxists the True Leftists or are the Anprims the True Leftists? Which one is it? I don't know and I don't care. Why is our interest in being in nature mediated by meaningless word game abstractions? Why must our interest in science or history be reduced to meaningless word game abstractions (shape rotator/wordcel discourse)? Why must our interest in, say, video games be reduced to meaningless word game abstractions (any of the thousand video game discourses)? Etc. etc.

It's actively, fucking, toxic to the idea of just being a person in the world. Everything you do has to be some symbol in a bullshit fucking symbol game. Worse, everything everybody else does becomes to you a symbol in a symbol game, even if they aren't playing.

I am dedicated to an alternate project. I want to be in the world and I want to be in it with others. In fact, I am so dedicated to this, that I can appreciate the reality of others' lived experience and actions even in spite of the symbol games they might be playing, even if I think these symbol games might be a little bit bullshit. This is a plainly virtuous way to be. This is the way I was raised to interact with people; it is parablized in various different ways, we're told (among other things) "everyone has a story", and "everyone is valuable in their own way", and so on. And these things may seem trite but they are true, they are obviously fucking true and many people in "discourse" have forgotten.

There are some anarchists who are really into urban community gardening. They're into it for various reasons. Some feel that it gives them autonomy over and knowledge of their own food in a way that buying things at the grocery store does not. That's fair, and kinda cool. If you're into that I support you. Some of them think that the whole economy could be replaced with urban community gardens. That's a bit silly. But I will come to these "silly" anarchists' defense every single time without question, because, fuck, they're doing something. I mean they're fucking doing something, ya know? They see meaning in this thing, and they're doing it, and that's cool! I would rather go to the overly idealistic anarchist community garden than the just-the-right-tendency Marxist reading group or whatever the fuck every single time.

Buncha "got lost in the world of symbols and forgot what they signify" mfers on this world wide web of ours istg.

Ain’t no way some idiot is trying to tell me I should draw Adam with Lucifer’s body type cause he’d be “more healthy looking”

I can’t with these fatphobic people. If you don’t accept the fact that Adam is canonically heavyweight, then leave! You ain’t welcomed anywhere in my space

Also trying to use the excuse “well I’m fat too” doesn’t change a thing! Contrary to what ya think, you can still be fatphobic regardless of your own weight!

sometimes being a switch sucks because sometimes people assume like “oh ur a switch? so you must be a ler. which means i will only interact with you for ler things.” like man :(( sometimes i want tickles too

the gift of a lifetime

Shoto couldn’t get the idea out of his head from the moment you admitted it.

“I know this sounds crazy, but… I… I’ve thought a lot about what it would be like to get fucked by a bunch of your friends with you there holding me,” you’d said quietly with your head laid on his chest.

You couldn’t even look him in the eye when you’d said the words, clinging to him under the covers of the bed. You immediately backpedaled when he froze, apologizing and telling him that he was more than enough for you, please don’t think you’re not happy with what you two have.

“I’m not upset, love. I didn’t expect it, that’s all,” Shoto said. He felt heat rising to his cheeks. He’d never given any indication of course, but he’d thought of the same thing once or twice.

That was a month ago. Now you were sitting in front of him with a small, ornately decorated envelope in your hand.

“Happy birthday, sweetheart,” he said. His palms were sweating.

“Thanks, Sho,” you said with a smile.

Inside the envelope was a card with handwritten script on the front that read, “The gift of a lifetime….” Your eyebrows drew together in curiosity.

“You are cordially invited to an evening of love and lust with the people of your choosing in four weeks’ time. May we have a night you never forget should you choose to accept this invitation. Happy birthday. Love, Shoto”

Your mouth went dry. “Does this?…. Is this what I think it is?” you asked.

“Perhaps.” Shoto’s face was uncharacteristically warm as he flushed. “I… may have opened up a bit to Midoriya one evening after you’d told me your fantasy about my friends, and he was surprisingly receptive…. So I began planning, and I wanted to surprise you,” he said quietly. “You can say no, of course.”

“How many have you asked?” You swallowed hard.

“Ten.”

A rush of heat flooded your face, eyes wide. “Ten? And how many said yes?” Was he insane?

Shoto hesitated before answering. “All of them.”

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So I guess it's time to indulge y'all with some cheekiness considering 1k of you beautiful souls now enjoy following me 🫠✨️

Sometimes I really feel like I may not be mentally cut out for being a sub, or maybe I just need to work harder on learning to be more detached.

An oldie but a goodie