Friendzone endzone: Manic pixie dykes under the male look

Think about this: its sometime during the 2010s. I’m a loner within my early twenties. We have no buddies, therefore I begin going to online game nights – panel and video.

I become rather familiarized within these male-dominated areas, and finish forging multiple associations. We book, we game, there is a few excursions.

Regular people material! I am carrying it out! I’m creating fri—

“You’re providing combined indicators.”

“precisely why don’t you even give me personally a chance?”

“You

friendzoned

me personally.”

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ow, fast-forward to the present. The way I want i really could go back to that point and reply, “Sir, i will be merely homosexual.”

There’s already been a lot of conversation across the myth from the ‘friendzone’. Its now more widely understood that friendship isn’t a consolation prize. No-one owes you their own emotions or affections, and grappling with getting rejected is an essential section of psychological literacy.

Basically: the misogynistic idea of the friendzone is actually bullshit.

Undoubtedly, we no further have many cis-het men inside my relationship group. I also prefer to consider the friendzone has become debunked and think-pieced to passing at this stage.

However, here i’m! Because it turns out, i’ve something even more to state.

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n my personal previous youth, the concept of the friendzone was actually socially accepted and regurgitated in daily life and pop music society alike. Specifically among the list of ‘geeks’ – guys whose obscure ‘nerdiness’ gave all of them a processor in the neck about their recognized lack of intimate customers, although not thus aggressively they could not however consider on their own ‘nice guys’.

When men leveraged accusations of ‘friendzoning’ at me personally, we took it to heart –

hardcore

. I internalised their unique narrative as my own troubles, and their hostility combined collectively guy I ‘hurt’.

Baked into these accusations ended up being the hope that i might fundamentally try to let somebody into the union region.

“you have friendzoned me personally, but clearly you are not attending friendzone

him

also.”

I undoubtedly performed, albeit frantically waiting to have the ‘right feelings’ for my personal male colleagues. Lest I remain a “friendzoning bitch”.

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hen I became just one girl, “No, I am not interested” usually wasn’t sufficient to securely deny a man, but “No, I’ve had gotten a date” was actually. Generally, males trusted the idea of me personally selecting another male suitor, nonetheless don’t appreciate my option to get single and

maybe not

prepared socialize.

The conflation of ‘boyfriendless-ness’ with access created that I was constantly seen as offered. Even if I believed thus far from offered, and that I didn’t fully know exactly why.

We chalked my personal persistent shortage of interest as much as personal troubles due to the fact rationale of this friendzone intended i possibly couldn’t deduce the more sensible – much less misogynistic – summation: that perhaps I found myselfn’t bisexual. Perhaps I happened to be simply homosexual.

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t’s taken me personally quite a long time to understand that the friendzone isn’t just fuelled by misogyny, but by mandatory heterosexuality. All things considered, let’s say we not have a boyfriend? Does which means that i could never ever verify my lack of availability from inside the eyes of males?

What if all I’ll

actually

desire from them is actually friendship?

To complicate circumstances furthermore, the friendzone fallacy was usually combined with a trope that further flattened my personhood: the ‘manic pixie dream lady’. This trope had been solidified by swathes of movies about a downtrodden ‘nice man’ breaking without the friendzone and finding an innovative new rent on existence with an overly ‘quirky’ really love interest.

The manic pixie fantasy woman generally lacked degree beyond a finely aestheticised feeling of ‘weird’. And possibly ‘clumsy’. Simply to make certain she had been

#relatable

.

This trope ended up selling the same dream compared to that a current-day influencer carries when trying to hit the elusive balance between ‘
aspirational’ and ‘real’
. But while the influencer depends on the layperson aspiring to be

like

them, the manic pixie dream woman trope utilizes the layman aspiring to, well, put the lady.

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the guy manic pixie dream women’s every day life is bright and contrived, however with enough believability feeling achievable. She abides by conventional charm criteria (frequently astoundingly so) but is styled to appear dorky or renewable. She’s shiny, but friendly.

And finally – first and foremost – she is available in order to meet a man’s
major personality problem
.

In (

500) Days of Summer

, Tom, a whiny protagonist, works their desires onto an impartial and free-spirited love interest, Summer. This film is usually extensively misinterpreted as an account of a good guy unjustly completing finally, all because of a “friendzoning bitch” would youn’t appeal to the anticipated function of the trope. Summer time dares to get the trappings of a manic pixie fantasy lady without reciprocating Tom’s really love, and her various other enchanting endeavours tend to be taken as a punishment to him.

In

Scott Pilgrim versus. The Planet

, Ramona’s sapphic commitment is actually addressed as something can make their sexier and interesting, but never ever something you should exist beyond this lens. And certainly, never ever a threat to her endgame with Scott. Alternatively, its paid off towards the label of being ‘just a phase’ – or worse however, a “gorgeous phase”, as embarrassingly explained by Scott.

(500) Days of Summer

also plays into this cliché, making use of a previous sapphic connection that summertime is considered having had as a throwaway fun to appeal to the cis-het male look.

Both in of these movies, the manic pixie dream girl’s intimate agency is actually used by their target audience as something is tamed by men, or weaponised against him.

Anyway, the goal is to ‘win’.

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henever we ‘friendzoned’ a male pal, I happened to be a woman failing woefully to fulfil the vow of a manic pixie dream lady. We dared as aloof but sort, spirited, vaguely nerdy, and yet… romantically uninterested.

How could I dare to fall someplace in this particular archetype, but nevertheless rebuff the ‘nice guy’? Just how could I dare not to end up being drawn to a person when, clearly, we

must

be capable of attraction to males?

By heading off-script, I became seen as usually the one harming men. Yet ,, these were the people becoming punitive. Their desire constantly thought incorrectly put on myself, and gendered norms provided no area to consider the reason why I became repulsed by it. Or exactly why I would from time to time ‘select’ crushes on non-threatening and unavailable males making use of the unfortunate desire of a ticket to normalcy, but would freeze-up when they don’t keep their own length.

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the guy heteronormative male gaze opts everyone in automatically, but it is especially pernicious to those suffering from misogyny. It doesn’t consider nuanced such things as real need and reciprocal interest, or the even more standard assumption of consent.

This is exactly exemplified by the persistent fetishisation of sapphic relationships (though femmes only, naturally, simply because they somehow can not value a beautiful butch). It is a lens perhaps not designed for the complexity of human beings. It isn’t built for “no” to indicate “no” without embarrassment or worse, and the friendzone becoming the endzone.

These some ideas, however festering in the collective psyche, donate to the tradition of compulsory heterosexuality. This can be additionally the reason why plenty of my pals within 20s and thirties are arriving out in different ways every time, self-discovering using loves regarding the
Am I a Lesbian Masterdoc
and stepping out from behind the many noxious veneers of heteronormativity.

The manic pixie fantasy woman may still be a guy’s fantasy of in the course of time escaping the ‘friendzone’. But, for my situation, that’s where they’re going to remain.

Alex Creece is a writer, poet, student, collage singer, and typical kook living on Wadawurrung area. She in addition tinkers with other some people’s poems as the Generation Publisher for Cordite Poetry Assessment. Alex ended up being given a Write-ability Fellowship in 2019 and a Wheeler Centre Hot Desk Fellowship in 2020. A sample of Alex’s work had been Highly Commended when you look at the 2019 Next part Scheme, and she was actually shortlisted for the Kat Muscat Fellowship in 2021.