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blackpilljesus · 2 months
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I saw this from the female separatism subreddit & the responses are some of the biggest reasons for separatism et al (or extinction if I'm being candid here). Moids cant be reformed they are fully aware of the hell they force women to live in. MaIe achievement & happiness is rooted in female exploitation & life. Their glory days are based on our horrific days. No amount of love, kindness or facts will change maIes and we cannot happily or even neutrally coexist with them.
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Main points across answers:
Many want to experiment but not permanently be women
They dont want to be in constant danger or lose their autonomy at the hands of maIes for merely existing
They dont want to deal with childbirth (& periods)
They dont want to have to share spaces with species much stronger than them with ulterior motives
It makes me go crazy seeing people give moids benefit of doubt for their evil like "maIes just dont understand", "we need to teach maIes", or claiming that maIe violence is a result of maIes struggling with (expressing) their feelings. I get that women love maIes and it can be hard to imagine that people can intentionally be so evil but it is what it is. MaIes have no problems expressing themselves, abusing women is what maIes choose to do because they enjoy & benefit from it - that is their expression.
MaIes see the same news of women being abused, raped, and killed like we do except rather than be disheartened or alarmed they're either apathetic or satisfied. It isn't aliens that's committing GBV it's maIes & maIes have no problem reminding women of this when women anger them (such as rape threats & threatening women they'll end up on the news/true crime). The victim blaming, denial, and derailment of misogyny is part of the game to keep the system alive, they know the events occured & are a systemic occurence they just dont care. Hell not only do they not care, they rejoice in it or get off on it.
MaIes set up environments that work in their favour which simultaneously ensures that women will lose. They know women are set up to live in damn near impossible conditions for us. It's normalised for women to defenselessly share personal & private spaces with beings much more stronger than them with ulterior motives for us, it's trap. It's interesting how these moids aren't saying that they'll just cover up and *poof* harrassment gone, or they'll just pick a nice guy & they'll be okay. MaIes know the net negative they are towards women.
MaIes know that childbirth is a painful process & what do they do? Demand it happens and make it even MORE painful for women. MaIes that impregnate women do not love or care for them. Pregnancy itself is dangerous & sometimes lethal, often comes with a range of health issues, to cause someone to be in that condition especially in a environment where abortions are illegal is reckless & unloving. Now imagine how sinister & full of hatred one has to be to impregnate someone and abuse them on top of that. Many women risk their health & lives to reproduce with a Y and they get abused by said Y instead of being taken care of. Deranged.
Realising that maIes are aware of the evil they inflict is one of the things that radicalised me. It isn't a miscommunication or ignorance issue, their violence is intended. They want control. The cruelty is the point. Instead of wasting time & energy trying to change maIes or hope that they "understand" one day, focus on yourself & other women (who prioritise women). Moids aren't oblivious to female pain they enjoy it. A lot of women treat maIe evil like it's a mistake on maIes part but it's calculated terrorism. I know that this will go over many womens heads as they refuse to hold strong negative sentiments about moids as a collective so if you're not a woman like that, take this post as a sanity check. You aren't crazy, it isn't all in your head.
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snowdrop-yoongi · 9 days
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my favorite thing about baek hyun-woo's portrayal is that he isn't even a loser. he's an incredibly cool and competent lawyer who also happens to act like a loser
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ink--theory · 2 years
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last night’s salmon run grind summarized in one quick drawing
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nocreativityfornames · 6 months
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Tell me why I only just now saw the hour on this
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Does this mean that days in the Devildom last 66 fucking hours?!?!
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faragonart · 29 days
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@1driedpersimmon I just thought it'd be neet if they meet hee hee~
with @pali-himbo 's Vatii Kiri~
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meganechan05 · 23 days
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The Morning After
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Part 1
Himeno just coincidentally has pajamas for Rita to change into when it's decided for them to stay the night last minute 😏
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papayafiles · 5 months
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i'm watching the scuffed podcast episode that lando was on in 2020 instead of sleeping (i keep skipping forward/trying to get the lando bits only because it's so awkward/uncomfy 😭 this podcast is definitely not my vibe but i'm pushing through for him) and it's so funny how uncomfortable lando and the one girl on the podcast seem the whole time. like if this were in person they'd definitely be exchanging side eyes and laughing nervously. also the fact that lando clearly didn't know what he was getting himself into when he agreed to come on and the entire first section is just him Realizing and looking increasingly uncomfortable 😭 this poor boy
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eyedle · 2 years
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That single queer person moment when you finish watching or reading some lgbtq+ media and then feel that deep profound yearning and sadness for something you have never experienced and may never experience.
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arty-cakes · 1 year
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Mad and angry at how these two joke side characters try so hard to be heteronormative but they really aren't and that's where most of their misery comes from. not all of it but most of it, like it very much keeps them in the cycle, because they seem desperate to find a happy storybook ending and this is how they think they'll find it, by trying to be like the same characters that found that happiness. its never addressed but also painfully obvious with how much they don't fit in with the other npcs dear god these characters are queer coded to hell i could write an essay (i accidentally did)
its not even like bretta and zote are straight cis characters these two are bi and aro canonically but its more to do with the gender roles they're trying to replicate, and failing. they suck at it. he is not this emotionally stoic resilient lone knight he is in fact continuously fighting his emotional pain and if you give him the right attention he will stay forever. he'll get angry that you saved him or that he needed your help because YOU dont fit in his story. she's not a forgiving accepting loving damsel in distress she can take care of herself great and will also drop you like a hat if she sees even one flaw in you. because then YOU dont fit her story either. they care so much about their stories because they reinforce the identity they think they're supposed to have but they're also so disconnected with themselves BECAUSE of these gender roles that they dont realize it makes them miserable
the biggest cause for this is that they are lonely isolated individuals and dont understand or know enough about real people so they have to go off their storybooks and it only keeps them alone. its like you have to be stubborn about saving them and staying by their side so they can get that chance to change and thats exactly what the knight does. its stubborn as hell it will save them again and again and it will fight their dumbass crushes as many times as it takes to make them realize what they're doing is painful. and bretta gets that chance, she leaves the town that isolated her and goes to find something better, most importantly she gets experience. zote gets to stay alive, which is the best thing you can do for him. because now he might get to face his pain, whereas in death he never gets to overcome it, just escape it
its also very funny that when the game pushes them together in this fake relationship its purposely depicted as completely ridiculous and an obvious parody and you also have the chance to beat it to the ground multiple times. whereas the two more meaningful love stories that you get to help happen are mlm and wlw and completely unapologetic about it this game is GAY
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13eyond13 · 2 months
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weepingfireflies · 11 months
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Please watch My Clueless First Friend
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unforth · 1 year
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People who don't have children shut the fuck up about how to parent challenge.
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grapecaseschoices · 9 months
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Thank you Dakota for yet another beautiful commission!! This still fucks me up whenever I read it, whew.
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Kendis is mine. Rei and Kendall are Dakota's characters from their IF @theunseelieif
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“Babes, I don’t know all that much about cooking,” Rei calls from where she’s slouched over on the kitchen table, “But I’m pretty sure cake batter doesn’t need to be whisked into oblivion.”
“Shut up,” Kendall interrupts her with a sharp hiss.
You resolutely ignore both of them, staring down at the mixing bowl below you. You’d like it if you had a one-track mind right about now, if you could wholly focus on this task and nothing else, but you’re not so lucky. The doubts creep in from all angles, and you wonder if you could have done something different.
Perhaps something that wouldn’t have left you with another scar, something that wouldn’t leave you with blood beneath your nails that you can never get out. No matter how hard you scrub, your hands are still stained with it-
“Kendis?”
The word is quiet, hushed, spoken into the vacuum that your thoughts have created. You look up to see Kendall hovering next to you, brows furrowed and hands twitching from holding back.
“Yeah?” You ask, your nonchalance bordering on desperation.
His eyes drop to the already-healed wound on your shoulder. His is still bleeding sluggishly through the bandage wrapped around his shoulder and upper arm. You wonder, briefly, what kind of freak heals faster than a werewolf.
You, apparently.
He doesn’t ask if you’re okay, instead reaching his hand out in a silent offer. You see the way his fingers tremble; it’s not easy for him, either. Neither of you express affection like Rei, with her easy touches and gentle hands.
Your nod is stiff, and his hand rests on the small of your back with painful devotion. Rei has come over as well, leaning against the counter and tilting her head to see your face.
“The cake won’t bake itself,” You insist, forcing a sort of positivity you don’t really feel into the words.
But it’s fine. It’s fine. You’ll make it fine.
Because if you show your emotions now, what lies beneath the veneer, you won’t be able to stuff it all back in. Your guts will spill all over the floor, bloody and messy and raw, and you’re not sure you’ll be able to stitch yourself up yet again.
“And my hand won’t hold itself either,” Rei pouts slightly.
Kendall sighs, “Please, for five seconds-”
“No! I saw a bit of a smile, so shut up and let me work!” She leans across you to shove a hand in Kendall’s face.
He bats her away with minimal annoyance, too used to her antics to be anything other than fond.
You can’t help the laughter that spills over, and Rei’s smile is so bright and pleased it feels like you’ve been punched in the chest.
“Let me finish this,” You say, “And then-”
And then. Then what? Then you’ll lay on the couch while the oven timer ticks down slowly, holding two of the people you love most with blood-soaked hands?
“Fine,” Rei sighs gustily, “We’re waiting, though!”
She drags Kendall off to the living room, and he goes without complaint. You realize that, yes, you are going to hold them. Carefully, so as to not leave claw marks in something so precious, but you will hold them. You will. But something still makes you pause in the doorway, watching them for a moment before you enter.
The way Rei practically lays on top of Kendall, blabbering on about something that happened two weeks ago that she’s told you both about four times already. Kendall listens all over again as if he’s never heard the words, though, nodding as he strokes a hand up and down her back.
You take a step forward and pause. They’ve heard you, though, and they’re both looking up with hopeful eyes. So you force your feet to move again, one foot after the other before you carefully sink down to join them.
There’s a bit of shuffling as legs tangle together and bodies shift. Kendall is half on top of you, and your head is pressed against his shoulder while Rei remains comfortably situated on his chest. Your eyes feel heavy, but you stubbornly keep them open, both so the cake doesn’t burn and so you don’t miss a moment of this encompassing warmth.
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cybervigilante · 4 months
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he's there as soon as the text reading 'wanna hang out?' comes through on his phone, finding @fightwing easily as he slows to a halt before Wayne Manor's gates just as the acrobat is making his way out, quietly shutting the iron turnstiles behind him. there's a pleased smile on his face as soon as his eyes sweep up Wally's form, always assessing the other for damage or danger because he could never be too sure. it was something that usually endeared Wally to his friend, provoking a teasing little ' ready for inspection, sir. ' or a lighthearted ' i'm fine and i'm really me, mr. analytical. ' accompanied with a faint blush brightening the skin beneath his many freckles but Wally, all pursed lips and hands wrapped tightly across the chest of his billowing red and gold windbreaker ( Flash merchandise, of course ), was far too annoyed for any of that now.
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‵ where to ? ʹ he questions automatically, because they nearly never stayed in Gotham when the occasion to spend time together came about. the last time Dick had found enough respite from his Bat-shaped overlord to go out, Wally had taken him to Rome where they'd walked through the city eating the best quality pizza of their lives and talking the night through about everything and anything in and around ancient structures older than the existences of just about everyone they knew before bringing him back to the grimy city in time for curfew. just one week ago, Wally would have been jumping on one foot with anxious excitement to get to do it all again, and yet, as seemed prone to happening in the young speedster's life ( in his melodramatic mind, at least ), good things never seemed to last for long. ‵ i'm surprised you didn't call your good pal Roy to hang out with you instead. ʹ
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vatrocvet · 11 months
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god bless the lesbians.
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