SYABM comic 67 “Man-ifestly Miss-taken”
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Honestly, I can understand the frustration.
If you're a mainstream feminist or a radfem, rape and sexual assault are Ol' Reliable. Society already hates rape, it's "violence against women (by men)", and you can say it comes from misogyny and most people won't bat an eye.
Even though you have no actual evidence.
And bisexual rapists exist.
So anyone who says society - and feminism - erases male rape is a threat. A threat to feminism, women, or both.
And the natural human reaction to a threat is to attack the source.
Even if your attack doesn't make a single bit of sense.
Even if a lot of women talk about male rape erasure too.
Transcript:
Hand, from offscreen right, gesturing at an imaginary man: Men say "society ignores male rape."
Hand, from offscreen left, with bracelet, gesturing at the same imaginary man, who is now laughing and grinning: But when a *man* gets assaulted, men laugh at them and go, "You're lucky! Quit whining! That wasn't rape!"
wide shot of Woman with RADFEM on her shirt, and hands on her hips, eyes closed smugly, and the imaginary men on both sides: Clearly these are *the exact same men*.
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I get hit by Truck-kun, Now I'm screwed!: I don't like it here. It's cold, and wet, and in Historical Europe, and there's Yanderes everywhere.
You are, well technically, were a typical 21st century girl that fell into the rabbit hole of otome isekai manhwa while bored on a rainy Sunday afternoon—And you got hooked. You have read through anything you could get your sleep-deprived hands on, yes even the downright illiterate incoherent translations on some website that shall not be named because you were desperate to see what happens next. You were walking down the street just reading the latest chapter of your latest interest, really, just walking down some normal sidewalk to your nearest grocery store for an errand for your mother.
Then you heard someone scream, you turned to see that a truck speeding down the highway out of control—And problem is, it was headed straight towards you.
You should’ve moved or something. But you just stood there like a deer in headlights.
“Hey kid, get out of the way—!” Then it went dark.
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….
“!”
You woke up. With a splitting headache but woke up and alive regardless. “I did just get hit by a truck..” you murmured, looking around your surroundings. Well this is odd. you thought to yourself getting up. ‘The hospital room is looking raaaather grand today...’ you realized, looking at the room you found yourself in. The large ceiling tall windows let in the sunlight, with velvet curtains as the stray rays reflected off the intricate furniture. All of it was screaming luxury, and expensive and then you started to fear for you and your wallet.
“Dang, I suuure hope the hospital bill won’t cost me returning my arms and legs.” you joked, laughing to yourself. Like an insane person. “Yeah, maybe the truck did help let some screws loose.” you admit to no one in particular as you wiggle your fingers and toes. Yep, perfect condition. Maybe you were better off crippled or dead—
You look around the room to find a mirror to inspect yourself in—to check if you really had to work till old age to pay back your debt. Ignoring the fact your head felt like it was gonna explode, you force yourself out of the soft covers on the cold floor. Strange… you felt a lot shorter than you remember. “Maybe the doctors really had to work on me.” you rationalized, dreading how much that’d cost you.
You carefully walk around the extravagant room, tip toe-ing lest you break any of the expensive looking decor, which could send you literal years into debt…. You better watch out for that aquamarine vase then. “Oof..!” you made a head dive barely catching it before it could shatter to a million sad little pieces on the ground. Along with your life savings. “Whew…”
You carefully put it back, making sure it won’t tumble and fall before sighing in relief—That is until you saw a big mirror mounted on the wall, perfectly mounted to flatter the room and make it look more spacious than it already is. The frame was intricate, warm golden and had designs that reminded you of rococo when you went down a rabbit hole of historical desig—you’re getting off topic...!
That being said, The problem wasn’t the mirror itself, no! Course not. The problem is what you saw in the mirror… You. “Is.. that me..?” you mumbled to yourself, startled and absolutely shell-shocked, oh I mean shell-shocked! When the girl mimicked your movements.
Oh.
Oh no.
You immediately paced around the room, pinching yourself, slapping yourself, looking around the room to see if things would get distorted if you looked hard enough. “Oh, no, no,no,nonononono—”
You were screwed, doomed even. To damnation.
Now you’ve read your fair share of manhwa, you even consider yourself an expert in the field. But you see… That's also the reason for your demise. You’ve read so many so many of them all the plots started to fuse together into one big amalgamation that you still eat up every time. You forget plot points, male love interests, you even forget the main characters’ own names! Defaulting to nicknames like ,the mc, black haired one, the prince etc. Ah.. to reap the consequences of your own hubris—You slap yourself back into focus mode.
So you currently have two cards against you:
A ) You were chucked into this world with no warning whatsoever at the hands of truck-kun
B ) You don’t even know which story you are in, which plot, and what even happens to you because your brain cells just ate everything they could find their hands on.
“Well, technically I have another weakness… since I barely have ¼ of the average isekai mc’s IQ” Wow. way to go you are such an optimist.
Unfortunately for you, your little existential crisis was interrupted by a loud knock on the door. “My lady?” a voice calls out, noticeably female. And old. Probably a maid.
Shoot.
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anybody from skz x m therian reader,,
idk i just love seeing these silly silliness silly ppl run on all fours with these cute ass masks and shit (cough cough same COUGH)
ok here u go
” uwu ” you say, on all fours as you wear your favourite mask from your cabinet.
“ whos a good boy? ” chan holds up a treat, his face going ovo. you howl, acting like a dog as you try to catch the treat
bang chan dies out of cuteness overload, hearts coming out of his head as you cutely eat his treat uwu
everyone dies of cuteness as you look at them with puppy dog eyes, your cute eyes getting big as you smile cutely
“ OwO did i do that? ” you say, shyly, your animal mask hiding your cute shy smile (uwu). hyunjin walks up to you and pets your head, you headbutt your head on his hand, earning an awwww from him.
“ hehe~ ” you giggle, making everyone look at you with adoration in their eyes. you do the sugar rush ride chorus part (🥺👉👈), you get rewarded with a treat as you cutely smile.
i hope u liked it
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