The absolute darkest truth about how society views men is that we do not actually value male life; we only value what a man is willing to destroy himself to provide. Think about the male archetypes we actually celebrate. The soldier who doesn't come home. The father who works three grueling jobs until his heart gives out. The athlete who permanently destroys his brain and body for our entertainment. We only applaud masculinity when it is actively bleeding for the benefit of someone else. The exact moment a man decides he wants to step off the treadmill—to prioritize his own peace, his mental health, or his physical safety over his utility to the world—he is instantly branded as lazy, weak, or unambitious. We don’t want men to be whole, healthy, or at peace. We want them to be highly functioning shock absorbers. We demand they build the houses, fight the wars, and fund the lifestyles, and our only reward for this lifelong, crushing expectation is a quiet funeral when the stress finally kills them
Rest in peace my granny. I will not be disclosing the cause of her death for privacy but if you wish to donate to the funeral please direct all funds to the Bazooka Attack Victims Association.
Xylo treats Teoritta like a daughter, stop making it weird.
Sentenced to Be a Hero literally has zero weird fanservice, or honestly, any fanservice at all.