#break the system

[revoltrebel]

A Call to Action: The Fire Ants—Ignite the Revolution

We live in a system built to exploit, oppress, and destroy. Healthcare is a privilege, not a right. Prisons are factories for profit, not justice. Wars are waged not for freedom, but for corporate greed. Every corner of this system burns us alive while the powerful grow richer. But we are not ashes yet. We are The Fire Ants, and we are ready to fight back.

Like the fire we carry in our name, we burn with righteous rage. Like the fire ant, we swarm together—small alone, but unstoppable as a collective. Together, we will light the flame of revolution, swarm over the structures of oppression, and bring the system down to its foundations.

This is not a call for reform. It is a call for transformation. A call to burn away the rot of greed and build something better from the ashes.

What We Fight For

1. Healthcare for All: No one should die because they can’t afford to live.

2. Freedom from Exploitation: Tear down the profit-driven prison system.

3. Peace Over Profit: End the endless wars and reinvest in humanity.

We fight for a world where the people—not corporations, not the wealthy—determine our future. This is not just about fairness. It’s about survival.

Our Symbol: The Fire Ant

The fire ant teaches us how to fight and how to win:

• Fire: We carry the heat of revolution. The flame of action burns within us, ready to ignite wherever injustice thrives.

• Swarm: Alone, a fire ant is small. Together, we overwhelm our enemies. We rise as a collective force, unshakable and relentless.

• Resilience: Fire ants survive even the harshest floods by linking together, forming unsinkable rafts. Like them, we rise above the chaos to carry one another to safety.

We are the spark, the swarm, and the flame. We are the fire that will cleanse this system of greed and injustice.

Join The Fire Ants

We are building a movement, a swarm ready to ignite change. You don’t have to be a politician, a leader, or an expert. You just have to be ready to fight.

• Organize with us. Whether you’re an activist, a worker, or someone who’s had enough, there is a place for you in our swarm.

• Spread the fire. Share our message, inspire others, and help grow the movement.

• Take action. Join us in protests, strikes, and occupations. Be ready to disrupt and dismantle the systems of greed.

This is a revolution of the people, for the people. And we need every spark to grow the blaze.

A Warning to the Oppressors

To the corporations, the politicians, and the profiteers: your time is running out. You’ve grown fat on our suffering, but we are no longer afraid.

• We are the fire that will burn away your power.

• We are the swarm that will overwhelm your greed.

• We are the movement that will outlast your reign.

The Fire Ants are rising. The fire is spreading. You will not stop us.

This is Your Moment

The Fire Ants are not just a movement. We are a force of nature. A spark becomes a flame. A flame becomes a blaze. And together, we will burn down the systems of exploitation and greed.

Will you join the swarm? Will you be the fire that changes the world?

Rise with us. Fight with us. Burn with us. The revolution is here, and The Fire Ants are leading the charge.

[baltharino]

Aguri Onishi performing Break the System Nijigasaki’s 4th Love Live! Love The Life We Live

[chrrriess]

“ All prisons are built on fear. That’s why they crumble first “

— young vi rp blog zaunites resistance \ anti piltover RP admin-16 asks on // interactions welcom tagging system at very bottom call it anarchy , call it rebellion. either way , i’m not shutting up. // i’m just playing a character. funny how real it feels , huh?

[angelasscribbles]

[pleasantflowerbluebird]

so real so true

[marzipanandminutiae]

"hey why are all the barrier garments like linen shirts or chemises or combinations going away?"

"oh we have more washable fabrics now! you don't need to worry about sweat reaching your outer clothing when you can just chuck it in the washing machine!"

"cool!"

[100 years later]

"so uh all of those new washable fabrics are leaching microplastics into our water, and the constant machine-washing wears garments out faster. they're also not really sturdy enough to be mended, so we keep having to throw them out and now the planet is covered in plastic fabric waste that will never break down. also it turns out that the new washable fabrics hold odor-causing bacteria VERY well. so could we get those barrier garments back please?"

"sorry babe linen now costs $100000/yard and since it's been so long without them, nobody knows how to adapt barrier garments to the current styles anyway"

"..."

"maybe try this new $50 undershirt made of Special Sweat-Wicking Plastic Fabric! :) :) :)"

[1000-year-old-virgin]

Jordan Adetunji - Break The System

[revoltrebel]

Freedom and fairness in living and the pursuit of happiness. You cannot DENY that Capitalism has become a greedy dirty monster. You cannot DEFEND Puppeteers, the elite and their govt cronies. Using radical ideals from both sides of the aisle to keep Us, “the common poor citizens” at each others throats instead of realizing who the real enemy and threat really are. To keep us down and struggling just to survive when we should be thriving. Together. The children being murdered round the world with bombs SIGNED BY US STATE GOVERNORS…They need to be stopped. Only We can DEPOSE them! United We Win. We The Ants Ignite Our Fire!

[sunderwight]

On a moshang kick but there's just something extremely compelling about the idea of Mobei Jun spending years expecting Shang Qinghua to betray him, getting impatient waiting for the axe to drop, deliberately creating opportunities for Shang Qinghua to betray him, still no betrayal happens, until eventually it gets to the point where Shang Qinghua has like, the fantastical demon king equivalent of Mobei Jun's credit card numbers and a joint account and free access to his bedroom and food and a great big cabinet full of poison and his detailed schedule and the exact time when he'll be bathing naked with no weapons under the moonlight at the one time every five years when all ice demons temporarily lose their powers for a full night and etc etc. Mobei Jun is doing trust falls (even though he doesn't know it) but Shang Qinghua just keeps catching him.

Until the whole lack of explicit communication and cultural differences thing explodes, and even then the big betrayal that finally happens is that Shang Qinghua saves Mobei Jun's life but then LEAVES HIM, he GOES AWAY, he doesn't even push Mobei into his own metaphorical abyss he just goes "this isn't worth putting up with anymore" and forces Mobei Jun to confront the fact that in his determination to be reassured he actually failed to prove himself to Shang Qinghua in return, which reduces Mobei Jun to a shattered wreck struggling to figure out how to fix it.

[fclkly]

Cherry Magic Au ! On his 30th birthday, Shen Yuan wakes up and discovers he has the ability to hear the thoughts of anyone he touches! Surely this wont cause any problems, right??

[gingersnapped]

"Sam is probably my only friend in this town..." emergency sleepover time in the mountains after local small town emo and skater boy played too much solarion chronicles and lost track of time

[boarloved-art]

ohhh liushen ur so famous...

[solshii]

i was gonna post this with my other (unrelated) animation but im really sleepy i might post that one tmr

[crazyness-overpowers]

“She’s my best friend’s kid.” Haymitch didn’t look up when Beetee stopped next to him, in a corner of the lobby of the Tribute Center, where all the mentors were, briefly, gathering.

They had discovered a few years ago that this corner was a spot with just enough feedback from the climate control system to mess with any recording devices. There was a way they checked, every year, to make sure it was the same, and he was already certain it would be fine. They never discussed anything sensitive, but chose the spot as their place to exchange limited pleasantries in low tones, reassured slightly by the tiny bit of privacy.

“I thought you didn’t have any friends.” Beetee’s reply wasn’t cold-hearted, it was a fact Haymitch had thrown at him year after year.

“I don’t. I pushed him away. Barely knew him by the time he died.”

“But…”

Haymitch should hate the way the older man could bait him into explaining himself. But he doesn’t have the energy. “But that’s still his kid, okay? And I like her, in spite of myself.”

“You’ve never been one to get attached to the tributes.” Again, a fact. Nothing rude meant by it.

“Things change.” He took a sip of his drink, just for something to do. “She reminds me of me. Just luckier, perhaps.”

“Oh?” Beetee’s face flashed for a second, and in that moment Haymitch knew Plutarch had shared the details of their conversation in 11 decades ago with Beetee.

Good.

“If she dies, I’m done.” Haymitch let the words hang in the air for a beat, knowing Beetee would understand him, exactly had he had with his previous statement.

“Haymitch, no.” Beetee’s response was firm, but sympathetic. And was not a real attempt to change his mind.

“He’ll see what it does to me, if she dies. And then the other girl will be back on the block a year from now.” Haymitch knew this conversation was pushing it in length, and he was already looking across the room to find someone else to greet next. “It’s for the best.”

“And if she wins?” Beetee asked, allowing the slightest hint of excitement to break through.

“Then I’m in.” Haymitch crossed the room and greeted Chaff with a hug, not turning back to look a Beetee.

If he had, he would have seen the small smile.

[revoltrebel]

To the Brave Hearts of The Fire Ants,

In every epoch, the flame of change has been kindled not by the faint-hearted but by those daring souls who dare to dream of a better world. Today, that dream rests on your shoulders. It’s not just a fight for change but a stand for justice, for a world where fairness isn’t just an ideal but a reality we live in.

The road ahead is fraught with challenges, yes, but remember this: the strength of The Fire Ants doesn’t lie in our numbers, but in our unyielding spirit and the righteousness of our cause. Each one of you is a spark that can ignite the boundless potential of what we can achieve together.

Now is not the time to shrink back into the shadows. Now is the time to rise, to reach out to those who have yet to hear our call—to those yearning for a cause worth fighting for, a cause that champions not just the few, but every single one of us.

Fearlessness is our weapon. Aggression in our efforts, our strategy. We are not just participants in this struggle; we are its architects. The blueprint of a fairer world begins with our actions, our voices, and our resolve.

Stand tall, Fire Ants. Rally the weary, inspire the disillusioned, and let’s show the world that even the smallest of ants can shake the mightiest of empires. Together, we are indomitable. Together, we forge the path forward.

Let’s march on, not just for ourselves, but for the generations that will walk the earth long after our battle is won. For in our unity, there is a promise of a dawn resplendent with the light of justice and equality.

Carry the torch high and proud, for you carry the hopes of many.