#femcels doesn't exist

[odiabonecessario]

This shit will never stop being hilarious and infuriating at the same time. With all honesty, I don't think femcels are even a thing I'd argue it could be a case of someone with a terribly disfigured face by example but that's something I still have to properly research

[d3cayingdolly]

if you aren't regularly expressing complete devotion to me I'll assume you hate me

[saintcande]

[eggbombshell]

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𐙚 PROSHIP + DARKSHIP

𐙚 Objectum and hybristophile

𐙚 Dni "alters", posers, homestuck fans, adam lanza supporters/fangirls, Wrathbah (And people who support them), people with bpd, Gatekeeps, Xenogender, ANY type of kin unless it's kinnie, people with npd, people who say they're goth but they're under 13 😭, nine inch nails fans, emo people, mcr fans, age regressors, therians, furries, antipedo, rad queer, feminists, Mexican people (you aren't latina baddies..), zero day fans, shedblr, cvtblr, sh mfs, people with adhd (it doesn't exist, people use it as a excuse to not listen.), people with chronic illness (it's a myth and everyone who says they have it are lying), people who say "name 5 songs" "tmi" "I can fix him/her" "youre*", bad humor (ex. tiktok humor, gen z shit), polyamarous people (cheating isnt okay), people who like crumbl cookie, "grunge" people, necrophiles, the people who are too tcc (bad side of tcc), people who like hello kitty, annoying people, under 15, columbiners (thin ice), selfshippers/self inserts, fat people (**ESPECIALLY ONES WHO SAY THEYRE ANOREXIC**), incels, femcels, girlblogs, poor people, people with strict parents, Bobby lemon haters, kpop fans, swifties, alterhumans, creepypasta fans, belle delphine haters, THOSE tcc artists, stimboard makers

𐙚 That's it! Bye niggers 🤪

[connoroaks]

Hot take #2: Femcels don't really exist

A few days ago I received an angry anonymous message from someone, referring to me as a "racist cvnt" and telling me to kms. I obviously didn't respond to this, as doing so would just be feeding the troll's ego (rule 14 of the internet), and anyone with common sense knows this, but it did get me thinking about another thing, with that being what type of person would've gone out of their way just to call some random guy online a racist and hopefully get the attention they desperately wanted out of it. As a straight cis male who decided to make a Tumblr account to join the tcc and now post long paragraphs like this one, I'm obviously part of the minority here, as most people who use this site are either women or trans men who are in reality also biologically female, and this site is home to some of the most radical of feminists, as I stated in my previous post. Most of these women (and trans men) identify as femcels since they struggle with dating, sex, and finding a partner just like incels do, but I think the latter one is definitely less voluntary than the other, as women are way more respected in society and could find a bf or gf almost instantly if they really wanted too, whereas it takes most average looking straight men years to find a partner, and even longer to lose their virg1nity and sh1t. Now obviously I'm not saying that femcels can't exist, as there are some women who suffer from things like severe facial deformities or are just unfortunate enough to be in the bottom 1% of women, what I'm saying is that they're a lot lot rarer than people make them out to be, and male incels are wayyyyyy more common because for example, if you're like a 3/10 woman who's not very attractive at all and you want to find a bf, there's still gonna be plenty of 5 even 6/10 men who would be willing to date you, whereas 5-6/10 women mostly refuse to date men on their level, and instead sleep around with Chad and Tyrone for their entire late teens and 20s until their 30s when they finally realize that their actions have consequences, and from here they will either settle down with the 5/10, who probably now doesn't want her knowing that she has a body count in the hundreds, or they can just become a cat lady and die alone and childless, wishing they could go back in time and do it all over again. There's even 7/10 men who are struggling with dating in today's world because the 7/10 women are all in the 10/10's harem of b1tches that he talks to. Most women here on Tumblr however are average looking (4-6/10s), and they could easily pull a man on their level (like me) who shares similar common interests and wants to build a family and grow old and die together, and for almost all of history, that's how it was. However, starting in the 1960s and 70s second-wave Feminism led women to become more career focused and less family oriented. This in itself is not a bad thing, as women of the time still maintained a healthy balance between their work and their family, and were not just fvcking around with a bunch of different guys, but third-wave Feminism in the 90s and early 00s told young women that starting a family and having kids was bad for their mental health and that they didn't need a man and should just fvck, party, post borderline n@ked pics online, and completely focus on work and their careers. This effectively made it extremely difficult for average looking men to find a loving wife who's actually loyal and not a degenerate and made it impossible for below average men to ever even feel the touch of a woman other than their own mother without doing something like hiring an esc0rt or some sh1t. The top 20% of men get 80% of all women, and it leaves the bottom 80% to have to either find a non-feminist woman, which is not very common in today's day and age, or to compete for the bottom 20% and probably still fail anyways. There is really no such thing as a femcel, as even "ugly" women have it way easier in the dating market than 6-7/10 men do. And also, I don't really consider myself to be an incel either.

I may be average height, and I'm definitely not as attractive as Chad is, but I'm not below average either, and I have a bigger pen1s than most men at my level do. I'm more of a cutecel than I am an incel, I'm like Elliot Rodger but taller and with a much bigger d1ck, fluffier curly hair, and blue eyes. Take that information as you will, but girls never even look at me, not even gay guys either. I've been told by my parents a few times in my life that girls were checking me out, but I don't really think that's true. For example, last spring break we went to some Japanese garden while on holiday in Florida, and both my parents said that this one girl in front of us was really checking me out, but when I started being more aware of this random girl in front of us as opposed to only looking at the flowers and sh1t, not even once did she turn around and look at me, and she couldn't have heard them either, as they whispered it to me, and we were pretty far away. I don't think they're lying to me, but I do think they tend to overexaggerate things like that. Another time we were at some restaurant and my dad mentioned that these girls were looking at me, but again there was no sign of anything, and if they really liked me they probably would've just gone up to me and asked me for my number or something. However, to be honest even if they did I wouldn't have given it to them. I don't trust normie women, as I've been wronged by them many times in the past, but that's a story for another time. I'd rather find a girl that actually loves me and shares common interests, even if she's average looking or crazy. I'd rather take the crazy yandere who texts me to see if I'm ok every 5 minutes and starts imagining bad scenarios if I don't respond right away than a "normal" girl who I share nothing in common with and who'll leave me the second she finds a more attractive guy.

[chengfagshi]

browsed through the "proship" tag and found a post that struck me as highly weird, it went "Proshippers can reform themselves, SOME just simply refuses to."

so I looked through their account and it was all accusatory shit of how proshippers aren't real victims and we are all people who romanticize pedophilia / incest and somewhere deeper down it was also blogs from radfems (or someone who "jokingly" called themselves a femcel) and then I wondered, am I looking at an anti's blog or that of a nazi?

Best thing was that they admitted in their pinned post their OG account got sussed because proshippers reported them lmao

It's so weird how antis will act like they care about victims because we're "romanticizing, fetishizing whateverthefuckizing pedophilia/incest" but then they turn around and say we're not real victims. Like...who's the one that doesn't care about victims again?? And also, the "proshippers can reform themselves" is so silly. Reform themselves from what? Not harassing people over fiction? Like, idk why teens (or even some adults, I saw a 34 year old talk about how a fictional character is 16 yesterday so it's wrong to sexualize them) are so into this whole anti/proship discourse all of a sudden. Like, I was online a lot when I was a kid, and I could not be bothered to give a shit about what fictional shit people enjoyed. I was too busy playing Adventure Quest and stuff like that. You know, things kids are supposed to be doing. Not trying to act like Chris Hansen over fiction. Here's the thing. Freaks are always going to exist in fandom. If you're not "one of the freaks" (even though, by my standards, antis are the freaks and proshippers are the normal ones), you can block and move on or leave the fandom. The freaks are here to stay and they were here loooooong before antis.

[blackpilled-modernwaste]

curious anon here.

I'm just wondering why you say that female incels don't exist. Women are just as capable of being lonely, unattractive, socially awkward virgins as men are.

Take me, for example; a kissless virgin who hasn't had a real friend for the majority of my life, who feels overlooked and unwanted and ugly in every social circle, who is constantly told not to talk about my feelings, etc. Sounds like an incel. And yet you say because I'm female I'm faking it, or it somehow doesn't affect me the same, or something?

I just don't understand the logic. I'm genuinely trying to understand your point of view.

Thanks.

Most of the time when people call themselves 'femcels' and 'incels' they are either conventionally attractive or have had past relationships. Call yourself a femcel online and some moron would be willing to fuck you or date you.

"But I want a real relationship, not a one-night stand!"

Then you're a volcel, you purposely reject sexual initiations from men (or women, if you swing that way.)

There are some exceptions, like if your facial bone structure is genuinely fucked up then I'd feel bad for you, but you could still go viral on the internet for that and have some random guy be willing to date and marry you. If you're obese, Jamaican dudes would still be more than willing to fuck you lmao.

White knights and simps are everywhere, go get yourself one after riding the chad-cock carousel.

[kaleidoscope1967eyes]

Dark Prince Luke Thoughts™:

Tagging: @stonegoldsxcrxt, @myevilmouse, @spacesurfing, @laserbrains, @ancient-stardust, @hansonveggieclub, @fandom-gal44, @starobi, @dailydragon08, @lex-the-flex, @rogue-kenobi, @princessxkenobi, @demigoddessqueens, @micheleamidalajedi, @lukefics, @xo-yucky-femcel-bunny-xo, @rogue-kenobi

Buckle up, this one's a long one!

Warnings: suggestive stuff at the end, but nothing descriptive

Your wedding was, to put it simply, extravagant. What else would you expect from the literal Crown Prince of the Galactic Empire?

Luke was initially against making the event of your marriage a spectacle for the entire galaxy to see; he would have preferred a small, private ceremony on Naboo with only your loved ones present.

Palpatine, however, had other plans. Not only would your wedding be a way to demonstrate the immense wealth of the Empire, it would also generate immense sympathy and support from the public.

Luke was without a doubt the galaxy's favorite bachelor--closely followed by the suave but scandalous Prince Han of Corellia--as well as the Empire's golden boy. By marrying a beloved member of the notoriously rebellious Alderaanian nobility, Luke would prove the unity of the galaxy under Imperial rule.

You and Luke were essentially engaged before you even had a chance to get to know each other. Palpatine had ordered for every eligible bachelorette from the galaxy's wealthiest and most powerful families to be presented to the young prince so he may choose a bride. Luke did not have a say in this, but he feared what would happen to the poor girls if he refused to take part, so he reluctantly agreed to it.

Choosing you was actually an act of rebellion. As a member of a lesser Alderaanian noble house, you were accompanying Leia as her aide, and neither of you truly wanted to be there. You weren't meant to be an option. When Luke held his hand out to you--not Leia, not any of the other princesses or heiresses, you--the galaxy stopped. This wasn't supposed to happen, but the look in his eyes told you it could.

Just because your marriage was arranged doesn't mean it was a loveless one--in fact, you were the power couple of the Empire. You were attracted to him the moment you first saw him in person, and you quickly fell for each other over the course of your wedding preparations.

Despite his mysterious exterior, he only ever treated you with kindness and respect--he was nothing like the entitled, spoiled prince you envisioned in your mind. You could tell there was light beneath the dark exterior the Empire forced upon him. He simultaneously respected your space while acknowledging your existence in a way that made you feel like you were more than just a 'lesser noblewoman.' And he was so, so, beautiful.

You were so genuine and real with him in a world where most people weren't. You didn't blindly worship or despise him--you treated him like a person, an equal. Because of this, he felt a strong desire to protect and cherish you, and as plans for the wedding were underway, he made sure you were treated like the beautiful, powerful princess you were meant to be.

You shuddered at the thought of just how much your outfit cost. Your hair was done up in elaborate braids decorated with pastel-colored flowers from your home planet. A tiara of pearls and diamonds encircling a corusca gem adorned the top of your head, and from it extended a veil of intricately woven Alderaanian lace. The dress itself was crafted from the galaxy's finest shimmershilk and embroidered with glimmering, crystal-encrusted designs. It hugged your figure beautifully, the skirt trailing elegantly behind you as you walked down the aisle.

Luke's outfit was equally as stunning: he wore a sleek black military uniform decorated with a crimson sash and various medals signifying his rank. A cape of cyrene silk draped across his shoulders, a reference to his Naboo heritage. As a final touch, a silver crown resembling rays of sunlight sat upon his head, reinforcing his almost deified status in the galaxy.

After over a year of planning, the time came for your wedding. It was the event of the century--every holonews station held countdowns to the day it would be broadcasted live. It felt like the entire galaxy was on the edge of its seat in anticipation.

The ceremony took place in the Senate Plaza as opposed to the Imperial Palace, as your marriage symbolized the unity of all nations, cultures, and planets under the influence of the Empire--even the rebellious ones.

Hundreds of thousands--if not millions--of spectators surrounded the venue, desperate to get even a glimpse of the royal couple. Security was tight due to fears of potential rebel interference. While there were handfuls of protestors in the crowd, nothing escalated beyond shouts of 'death to the Empire!'

As there had never been a royal wedding quite like yours in the recent history of the galaxy, there was no real precedent for how things were supposed to be, so the traditions you followed were amalgamations of ones from various cultures.

The two of you walked hand-in-hand down the aisle, followed by a procession of your family members and close friends: the Naberrie family behind Luke, and the Organa family behind you. Also present were Ahkelar and Arakhmil, his bodyguards; Sabé, his childhood governess; and Mon Mothma, your political mentor. The presence of your loved ones symbolized how your marriage would unite your two families--more importantly, assimilating them into the Imperial Family.

The premier Coruscanti philharmonic orchestra played a fusion of traditional Alderaanian and Naboo folk music as you made your way down the aisle, and onlookers cheered as they waved Imperial flags and showered you with flower petals.

When you reached the altar in front of the Senate Building, your entourage stopped to kneel behind you, and you and Luke turned to face each other, hands intertwined. The love in his eyes and gentle smile he gave you made your heart weep. Whatever your future as an Imperial Princess had in store, you would always find solace and comfort in him.

The officiant of the wedding ceremony was none other than the Emperor himself. You did your best to maintain your composure; his presence was absolutely sickening. Adjacent to him stood Darth Vader, the human incarnation of a shadow, if he truly even is human. Thankfully, you had your soon-to-be husband there to keep you focused and calm.

Palpatine began with a speech about the glory and righteousness of the Empire, how it brought together two people destined to rule the galaxy with the strength and power of their love. In typical Palpatine fashion, it was moving and captivating on the surface, but it was little more than thinly-veiled propaganda. His declarations of peace were merely metaphors for submission. The most obvious was how he spoke of a bride's devotion and duty to her husband, how she must remain obedient to him--a subtle but direct threat to the Alderaanians viewing the ceremony.

"Do you, Lady Y/N of Alderaan, pledge your life to Prince Luke of the Galactic Empire and take him to be your husband?"

"...I do."

"And do you, Prince Luke, Heir to House Palpatine and Crown Prince of the Galactic Empire, take Lady Y/N of Alderaan to be your bride?"

"I do."

Darth Vader stepped forward, presenting the rings that would cement your status within the Empire--by putting them on, you would exchange your freedom for limitless power. The rings had matching flamegems, glowing and pulsing with the heat of a miniature star. Taking your hand in his, Luke slipped the ring onto your finger, and you followed suite for him.

"May the two of you remain forever faithful to one another, and may you uphold the legacy of the Imperial Family with your benevolent leadership and a surfeit of children. With the power vested in me, I pronounce you husband and wife, Prince and Princess Consort of the Galactic Empire."

Luke placed his hands on the side of your face, whispering 'I love you' and kissing you deeply. The crowed cheered even louder than they had before as you and Luke embraced each other.

The wedding ceremony was followed by an even more extravagant reception within the Senate Building. You and your new husband had changed into attire more suitable for engaging in the festivities: you wore a sultry evening gown with a plunging neckline and striking slit along the side, and Luke wore elegant, loose robes showing off his toned physique. It was near impossible for anyone to keep their eyes off you; you were without a doubt the most attractive couple the galaxy had ever known.

The party was filled with lively music, dancing, exquisite food and drink, and plenty of company. Prince Han was causing quite the riot. The two of you spent time socializing with your friends and families, but you also had many, many guests to greet and thank for attending. You met with dignitary after dignitary, spending more time making small talk with strangers than you did partying. In a rare instance of kindness, Vader insisted on taking over to let you enjoy the moment. The greetings stopped shortly after.

In spite of how reserved he usually was, Luke absolutely adored getting to show you off on the dance floor. You were his gorgeous bride, his beloved princess, his first and his only love--the one person he never had to worry about losing. The smile on your face and the sound of your laughter as he waltzed with you was enough to keep him happy for the rest of his life.

Representatives of every star system were responsible for presenting the royal couple with a wedding gift unique to the resources and cultures of their planets. Naboo had gifted a Guarlara mare and stallion named Veré and Set, whose names were taken from a famous folktale about eternal lovers. Aside from being exclusive symbols of nobility, Guarlaras mated for life and therefore represented true love; as you and Luke were avid lovers of animals, you were elated to receive such beautiful creatures.

Your adoptive aunt and uncle, Queen Breha and Viceroy Bail of Alderaan, presented you with a pair of droids who had served Padmé Amidala during the Clone Wars: R2-D2, an astromech droid, and C-3PO, a protocol droid. "They will serve you well on your new adventures as a married couple," Princess Leia told you. You understood what she meant--the droids were specially modified for untraceable, clandestine communication.

Much to your horror, Orn Free Taa of Ryloth presented you with an enslaved lethan twi'lek woman in what was to be the scandal of the century. You had no choice but to accept; not only would rejecting her create a rift between the economically important planet of Ryloth and the Empire, but it would have her thrown back into the treacherous slavery underworld. Luke ensured you and the woman, whose name was Yuna Dawani, that he would arrange to have her become a free and fully paid employee of the royal household.

The festivities lasted deep into the night, and by the end of it all, you were exhausted. However, that didn't stop you from enjoying your wedding night--as soon as you returned to your shared chambers, you relished in spending the rest of the night in each other's arms, passionately making love to one another.

[28dayslater]

One hard line I take on nights out and that's that I'm not interested in anyone who goes for my mate first. For years and years every single guy I ever got off with in a club or at a party went for one or more of my friends and completely ignored me then bothered noticing I existed once they got rejected. Can't do that any more bc it made me feel like shit, I might be the perennial ugly mate but that doesn't mean I'm grateful to get a scrap of half hearted attention when no one hotter is interested. Issue is all my friends are much better looking than me so it's the only way guys ever speak to me but hey, I'm a femcel with standards, I have to have a bit of pride

[wanderingandfound]

I just wasted like... two hours of my life blocking TERFs and like, I knew they sucked and were wrong and all but like, I was not prepared for just how weird and obsessed they are. You can't make fun of people for the "FART" acronym when you are unironically calling people "TIMs" and "TIFs" and "moid" and have "femcel" in your url. Also I'm severly disappointed in the two math blogs I blocked, just because there isn't a rigorous definition of "woman" doesn't mean that it either a) equals "adult female" (where female is defined as perisex and cis) or b) doesn't exist at all. There isn't a rigorous definition of art but art is still real.

Misogyny is very real! Don't know what the fuck you're doing about it though, besides living in fear and paranoia and being racist as fuck. Saw someone calling to stop men from being allowed as refugees. They literally want to break up families using borders (another cultural and political concept without a tangible definition!) and leave people to die! Saw some people making fun of middle aged fat trans women and drag queens and then a few posts later saw another post of someone venting about how fatphobic radblr is. Constant talk about how transmasc people just have eating disorders without anyone talking about the diet industry and the "obesity epidemic" and the medicalization of body types. People constantly acting like acknowledging misogyny as sex-based oppression and believing trans women are women are contradictory philosophies. (Abortion bans and violence against pregnant people can absolutely be rooted in misogyny without every woman being capable of getting pregnant or every pregnant person being a woman, this really isn't hard to understand.)

And the posts misgendering their own friends and families! With the most patronizing shit about how the AFAB trans people they know are "nice [___] really" and the grossest shit about how the AMAB trans people they know are perverted misogynists.

I know that none of this is new, I just tend to not go outside my bubble on Tumblr and my posts don't go anywhere so I don't get TERFs in my notes (which is why I haven't bothered to do this before) and seeing just a parade of posts really illuminates how pointless and mean all their posts are.

[bloodpen-to-paper]

How the Kendom's Patriarchy Reflected the Patriarchy Within Ken

I know the title sounds stupid bear with me

I noticed the film made a point to show how much shittier the Kendom was to the Barbies than Barbieland was to the Kens. in the world we live in, women are conditioned to be considerate of others, sometimes at our own expense, while men are conditioned to conquer and pursue their goals without considering who that effects. This is what caused patriarchal ideals of women being something for men to "pursue" rather than people. We talk about this when discussing the male vs female gaze, how the male gaze objectifies while the female gaze aims to humanize. The Barbies simply ignored the Kens, the Kens could've made their own society if they chose too, while the Kens brainwashed and subjugated the Barbies. While the movie makes a point to say neither gender group having power over another is good and the gender field should be equal, patriarchal teachings have resulted in way more harmful consequences for women than anything to come out of the femcel/radfem sphere considering patriarchy is the current reality we live in.

Usually this would be enough to make its own point, but Greta didn't include this just to make more commentary on how the patriarchy effects women, but to specifically show what it does to the men within it. Ken's final arc revolved heavily around the idea of men "getting the girl" and feeling useless after Barbie rejected him, because that's a huge part of patriarchy. Patriarchy tells men that women are objects to be won, and that once they win a woman they are true men who have achieved their life goal. Many men base their entirely personality around being attracted to women, and it shows in how they talk, their jokes, how much they sexualize, etc. And when these same men fail to "get a girl" (because we are, in fact, people with our own wants and desires) they feel useless. That anger often leads them to the incel pipeline of thinking they are owed women's time, attention, and bodies, but above all it leads to them feeling hopeless and failed by false promises. The Kendom was fueled by that rhetoric, with Ken breaking down when he realized he couldn't make Barbie love him because that's all he's ever wanted. He was taught that was his life purpose, and he didn't know what to do when he realized Barbie is a woman who exists outside of him, and that he can't seem to do the same.

By doing this, Greta shows the nuance that comes with systemic oppression. Ken's arc is something that holds men accountable and doesn't make them seem like some untouchable and unavoidable boogeyman, but as people who make deliberate choices that negatively effect women. Similarly, because they are people, and because systemic oppression is never good for anyone, the movie shows how the Kens were also brainwashed by this system, and how its hurting them as well. The Kens, and really men, are pumped full of the same lies as women, and the movie calls for them to work on themselves to unlearn these teaching so that they can be better people to those they hurt, and be people to themselves. Not a conqueror, not a mate, but humans who don't need to obsess over their sexuality and ability to get female partners to be worth something. Men's worth doesn't rely on their interactions with women, just like women's value doesn't rely on their interactions with men. The two groups exist and need to start co-existing, because the gender divide has made all of us treat each other as another species rather than a person like anyone we'd find in our families, friend groups, etc. Gender should not be a roadblock, nor a source of fuel for how you interact with people; it should just be, in the same way hair color and height are. This message is not something that will resonate with all, but its important, and Barbie very effectively made it for all those who needed to hear.

[scifimagpie]

Cannot stop thinking about the idea that a) Nadia from Russian Doll, Fleabag, and similar "grunge femme" or "girlfails" or "femcels" (generally inaccurate and pejorative, oversimplifying nicknames) are the nonmale equivalent of "scrungly"s or that b) The female scrungly finally exists but doesn't get as much love

Anyway, looking forward to watching Poker Face as soon as I can binge all of it

[watermelonrants]

Breasts and Eggs - 3.5/5

I think that most modern working class women might find this book comforting, in the sense that it is quite relatable. Basically, this story centers around the experience of womanhood. It offers us a peek into the various perspectives of women leading different lives, having different opinions. Mostly about existence and relationships. Ever felt the frustration of being a woman not born privileged to be pretty, to a good family, nor rich? Going through an existential crisis? Read this. Got angry at the world for having a single parent who you saw worked to the bone to provide for you? I'm sure a lot of people have felt and experienced that…

This book can be divided into two parts, and for me, the first part was a far better read. There were times I felt like I was just reading a series of rants though, that I just skimmed through them. The surrealism scenes felt weird as well that I initially assumed the mc was a lesbian. lol. Or maybe surrealism just isn't my thing.

As an antinatalist, I'm happy to read that antinatalism IS FINALLY represented. And it ENRAGED me how the mc still chose to have her own child after all that transpired in her life. I found it difficult to sympathize with and comprehend her decision. I understand that everyone makes selfish decisions all the time, whether it is to give birth or not, that she's seeing the beauty in life, but has she not learned from the experience of her mother and her sister? Or did she not listen to Yuriko? If what I remember is correct, somehow Natsuko invalidated Yuriko's opinion due to her tragic experience in life, likening her to a child.

Or maybe what this book is trying to convey is that it's okay to be a single mom by choice. Based on what I see though, it is no doubt difficult to raise a child with a partner. What more, alone?

I have to say that I found Rika annoying. She's the know-it-all type of person, who finds pleasure in publicly shaming other people, supporting Natsuko in being a single mom through SD because she went through the same thing. Like geez woman, look at your goddamned house, don't you realize that you can't spare the time to clean because being a single mother doesn't give you the luxury of time, not because you're some quirky ass author. Don't you realize that you'll most likely raise a child who'd also disregard cleanliness.

If there's a part I enjoyed most whilst reading the second part of this book, it was definitely when the mc went back to her hometown. Kawakami wrote the nostalgic scenes beautifully. I was actually reading those parts at a resto while they played hit songs during my hs days (Buko, Walang Iba, Passenger Seat), so maybe that added to the sentimental feels.

I loved how the author wrote about Aizawa; how Natsuko missed the version of a person that is long gone yet alive-- and not being able to do anything about it but cherish the memories you had.

It's a bit disappointing that the mc was not a complete femcel since she's had relationships with men. I expected her to be completely celibate, like the nbsb type.

(I had a hard time organizing my thoughts and writing something as simple as this after not being able to write for a year. I cri. My thoughts are whack, I dunno how to justify them, I'm just sharing what I felt and thought.)

[pastel-strawberry-shorthcake]

I pretty much never write think-pieces, but this has been bothering me for some time. I think social media is screwing with my perception of men and relationships in a very interesting way. I say "very interesting" because I think this phenomenon is newly emerging thanks to social media sites and should be studied.

I browse Reddit a lot but subreddits like r/AITA and r/relationships are so popular that you can't escape them even if you're not using Reddit. I listen to Reddit posts on Youtube and Instagram reels as well. And at some point, the algorithms of these sites learned to give me all of these doom-and-gloom posts. They are the more popular ones anyway, take a look at the top posts on most subreddits. They are overwhelmingly about relationships falling apart and men being pieces of shit (and women also but I don't relate to those as my partner is male). It makes sense because most people come to these spaces to look for advice when something is already wrong, but if you only consume this content it will quickly screw with your brain if you ask me. And it's not just that! Influencers who are talking about "feminine energy" and using men as stepping stools are also popular. And you won't convince that that pseudo-science, constantly over-analysing "Don't marry a man like this", "he doesn't love you if he does this" and "Drop a man immediately if he says this" etc. accounts on Instagram are not harmful after some time. The "Dark feminity" aesthetic (movement?) on TikTok is also not good for your mental health. I know some of you will not agree but a subset of feminists DO make men out to be these unfeeling monsters who will screw you over, the question is when. And you can say "Wah wah that's not feminism then" but the fact is that this content exists IN feminist spaces so you have to be very careful if you don't want to fall down the rabbit hole!

Maybe some of you are built different but after I entered my relationship with my lovely boyfriend I couldn't eat for a week because I was so anxious that things are going to go wrong. I couldn't imagine that we can last because everywhere I look men are made out to be monsters who WILL cheat and leave you once they lose interest. They are manbabies incapable of change and you should give up on them. And maybe some men ARE, maybe it's even a significant amount of men, but it's not a hard rule!

So I made an effort to consume more positive relationships in my media. Watching YouTubers like Pewdiepie or TheAnimeMan, who might be controversial figures nowadays but damn do they love their significant others dearly! I also like SimplyNailLogical and Safiya, both YouTubers who also have healthy relationships and I look up to them anyway as successful women. I look around and many of my friends and family are with their long-time boyfriends, sometimes they complain but they love and are loved.

I now blocked Reddit using an extension on my browser and only use the app once or twice per day. Maybe I was a femcel until now? I'm not sure, I don't think I was in THAT deep but I, for sure, unfairly antagonized men. Anyway, I don't know why I wrote this, maybe we can have a constructive discussion about this, I believe that's always important!

[bi-sapphics]

it doesn’t matter why a woman wants to be les4les, she doesn’t owe you an explanation. no means no, even if it’s a reason you don’t like. learn that and move on. trying to convince a lesbian to change her boundaries is creepy. incel vibes.

so, i'll be a little more blunt about this.

you're right. i can't, nor will i try to, stop a person from being les4les. and i am not owed an explanation either. i did not fail to acknowledge that.

what i said was, i have never come across a reason that doesn't inherently imply something negative or harmful about bi women. which, by the way, is in fact my business once these things are stated, because then i'm well within my right to call that out and defend bisexuals (hell, i literally just came across this today ─ if you're gonna argue with me on that person then you're definitely not open to viewing bi women respectfully). i don't have a right to try forcing said lesbian to be open to les4bi because that is actually wrong and violates existing personal boundaries, but i do have a right to challenge the reasoning and judge them for it if i think it's biphobic. if you see that as forceful coercion then that's a you problem.

i also asked the les4les community to simply briefly reflect for just a moment on why they wish to exclude bi women from their dating pool, especially if they claim to be allies to bisexual sapphics (as some of the rhetoric could be internalized as well before unlearning it). i did not demand or even ask them to change their preferences, because people who don’t care at the end of the day can still be biphobic if they choose, and i do believe not all les4les are biphobic either. for example, there's a difference between casually favoring lesbians and outright rejecting bisexuals, even if they unfortunately often overlap. i don't have that kind of power to change their minds. wouldn’t you be uncomfortable if i said i didn’t want to date lesbians because they’re always mean, and exclusive, and transphobic, and whining about “lesbophobia” this, “lesbophobia” that??

what i feel the greatest need to address is that i'm not really sure where in my post you got the idea that if i was told "no", i'd keep pushing someone or harass them, not to mention that being against something in theory doesn't have to mean actively disrespecting it. in fact, i tried to be as open as i could, especially by clarifying that i don't think les4les (or bi4bi) relationships are inherently problematic or wrong. imo they're fine even though these particular preferences are kinda weightless without the bigotry and stereotyping anyways regardless.

but, sure, speaking out against (what is usually) bad-faith prejudice and scrutiny is femcel vibes. /s

TL;DR ─ you can have your preferences in peace but i can also criticize them indirectly.

[sherbovania]

🚨 there is more lore unfortunately 🚨

ok we are talking about the crisis i mentioned in desire's lore post but i will give you a little bit of context before we dive in. as a treat

so! succubi are funny guys that are genetic relatives of demons, they can easily be identified by the pair of batlike wings on their head and/or hips and their ‘power of seduction’ which is actually a weird aura they emit uncontrollably. their main difference from demons is that they can’t do magic and need to devour (mostly human) souls for sustenance which is where things gets…funky

there are two sub-types of succubus (three technically) that are important to know:

carnivorous. very scary!! they have a second mouth that's on a very. interesting spot on their body used for consuming flesh and blood that they need to eat to survive. basically it’s hole but it bites you and you die

omnivorous. the most common type. doesn't need to kill for sustenance, can instead procure souls thru seduction

herbivorous. technically not a sub-type but instead a large cultural movement. they actively refuse to participate in society and refrain from bodily harm and the consumption of human souls. in exchange for rejecting their most essential energy source, they instead have to eat about a tenth of their body weight in small rodents every day which, needless to say, is unsustainable in the long run.

back to the crisis

the species’ natural focus on facets of lust has lead to various issues. femcels and other misaligned types are disturbingly common due to feeling like they can never find true love or happiness because of their aura alienating them from their non-affected peers (note: male incels are a rarity because their matriarchal societal structure prevents that specific ideology from easily taking root. they still exist but it is significantly more common for incubi to simply be outcast in a general sense). there’s also the issue of low self-esteem, which is on the rise with how essential their bodies and their looks are in the mission to trap human souls. the effects of this play out in one of two ways; either the individual quietly removes themselves from “normal” society and becomes a shut-in/herbivorous, or they act out and overexert themselves to the point of breakdown trying to seduce others, since their only perceived value comes from their sexual appeal. the aristocracy is well aware of these issues but unfortunately have no idea how to effectively combat them without uprooting their foundation. they need a constant flow of souls to satisfy the omnivorous population and power their older infrastructure, and the only way they can physiologically obtain said souls is through seduction which will inevitably spur on the issues stated above. demonic technology has not yet reached a point where they can overcome their nature and obtain souls through other means so until then we are effectively stuck in gridlock; a happier population would be a better and more successful one, but they can’t reach a happier population without fundamentally ignoring, or at least easing the pressure of their biological needs.

[next post is about sami. get hyped]