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yeah i agree this shit is required reading for all BL fans. what the actual fuck it’s so tragically beautiful… mamiya is left with only the fleeting memory of a year-long relationship and a broken will to continue his life’s passion. it would just hurt so bad to know that every step you take in the field will be in the footsteps of your only past lover

millions must perceive the doomed pseudo old man yaoi

i really hope raon hiljo doesn’t die or anything, he’s like one of the only likeable non-mc characters oh my god i know he’s not going to end up with the nameless imae but someone better make a fanfic of them two eloping or something jfc he’s so much better than garon even if he’s a little sus

the entire TPR fandom was reduced to a puddle of tears

can we all agree lord baeksa ate

I’d initially been drawn in by Silon, but the plot definitely has me invested as well. I know there’s some suspect stuff going on within Jun’s past and Silon, and I’m pretty hyped to see where it all goes(all that funeral foreshadowing and stuff, did Silon have a hand in causing Jun’s father to die or something? And what’s with all the passports— I don’t think it was by chance that Silon brought Jun back to life either, not with everything going on rn. Part of me thinks he might’ve been covertly watching over Jun, but that’s kind of unfounded.)
I really liked the dynamic between the two— the recent scene where Silon “swallowed” the moon and Jun’s kiss mirroring his actions was really nice. Genuinely liked it a lot.
The first few chapters exploring Jun’s first reactions upon being brought back to life actually resonated with me a lot, and maybe that’s what pulled me into continuing to read this;; that, and the pretty coloured art that the author draws for every chapter.
There’s genuinely still a lot to uncover with the story, and I do want to see where the author goes and progresses the story. Hyped for more tbh, GJ author!

Spine-bending, leg-raising, toes curling so hard that his calves ache, arms pinned back and wrapped around my neck in a noose of desire, breath so stuttered you’d almost believe he were rapping in moans, accompanied by a symphony of the slaps of flesh against flesh, percussions of coitus for all to hear. A smug grin and half-open eyes fading into a mess of streaming tears and pleading glances, begging for stimulus as though he’s running out of the very air he breathes. I’m feeling nice today, and with the press of my lips against his soft, delectable ones, I feel as though I’ve ascended past the point of mortality, sitting on the throne to heaven. Pushing past the pearly gates, our insatiable hunger for each other grows to new depths. Silken tresses yanked aside, neck dipping backwards to expose his collarbones as my lips trail downwards. Mouth muffling, yelp-suppressing, heart-racing, silvery lashes tainted with the nectar of pleasured tears, I leave mementos of myself all over him, painting him all over with the pressure of sucking flesh. This is all the while I’m still jackhammering away at the site of excavation, waiting for the geyser to finally erupt. I flip him around, missionary time! eyes clenched as tight as his ass, teary tributaries still moist as I lap them up like I’ve been parched for years, while he lets out silent curses under his breath that he doesn’t mean. His hands have now slipped downwards onto my back as he grips onto my shoulder blades like they’re fucking monkey bars, and I cant help but groan as I feel my skin tear under his nails. It’s fine; he’s pretty so it’s alright, I tell myself as I cause another series of 8.0 magnitude quakes with these absolutely diabolical thrusts that seismometers have picked up on, wreaking havoc within the global seismological community as they gaze in horror at an epicentre so far removed from any plate boundaries for that matter. Buildings crumble into ruin with every subsequent tremor that the contact of our hips make, but all I can feel is the warmth of his ass in spite of the chaos around us, Missionary gets boring and I pull him on top of me. It’s time to ride, cowboy; pulling on his reins as we both ascend to the astral plane, propelled by the sheer power of dick to ass action alone. There’s stars in his eyes, and then we hear a rumbling behind us— realising that the absurd amounts of pressure and friction we’d released had caused the earth to implode on itself. He gulps, and so do I; the sweat pouring down our backs is no longer of pure pleasure— our entanglement ends here. Before the severance, he pulls me in to meet his lips just once more, and I lean forward to reciprocate as I drop one final load in his backdoor. We swallow each other whole in the moment, and the earth shatters as our last breath together ends. Our eyes close, and perhaps that’s what lies at the end of death

SEONGAH OR ANYONE FOR THAT MATTER GET THAT ANGEL’S FUCKING ASS

idk how many times i’ve reread this, i was 13/4 when i first actually finished the story. for a time, i was insanely obsessed with the manhwa (literally couldn’t stop thinking about it for 2 years- even made my own shell/eric keychains because there wasn’t merch of them). Now that it’s been 4 years, revisiting this again as an adult feels so… nostalgic. so bittersweet. Despite everything, the story still remains irreplaceable within my heart— i’ll read through this again, and every single time I’ll manage to find something about it that’ll keep me up for the next few nights; i don’t think i’ll be able to read through the series without crying. Despite everything, it’s still me.

Thank you, blood bank, for giving me something to live for during quarantine

SPOILERS. not sure if i’m totally correct but this is as much as i know rn

the uke (Seolwon), is a “peach boy”— raised to be the playthings of the upper class in this world due to their ability to bestow beads containing their blessings to others and their inborn fragrance and allure.
the seme (Jaeyi), is a python who failed to become a dragon; suffering from seizures every night, he’s been searching far and wide for a cure to his ailments and the beads of the peach boys seem to be the cure

Peach boys can either spit out peach beads, which contain the blessings of peach boys at the cost of their lives, or spit out peach seeds, which causes whoever ingests the seeds to grow into a peach tree, falling prey to the peach boys (caused by hatred harboured by the peach boy).

Jaeyi is intrinsically tied to Meng Zhong Meng (literal TL: a dream within a dream), the casino he operates that aligns with his desires, built upon a mountain with abundant gold resources. This has led the casino being frequented by those who want a part of the gold, though none have returned. The casino flourishes when Jaeyi is in good condition, falling apart when he isn’t. Jaeyi is able to kill(?) those trapped within his casino for their riches, but this also has a burden upon his well-being.

Seolwon was raised by specialists in raising peach boys, and was not sold during the auction because his feet hadn’t been bound correctly, causing him to be thrown out and subsequently bought by Jaeyi. He finds himself in Mengzhongmeng, and is told that he is to serve Jaeyi and cure him of his ails.

The first two times had been unsuccessful as Seolwon failed to give Jaeyi his bead, though a third attempt was made when they ventured into a place closer to the heavenly realm, in which Seolwon finally gave Jaeyi his bead (which would kill him eventually).

When Jaeyi returns to Mengzhongmeng, he’s cured of his illness but now sees visions of Seolwon cleaning his room everyday at 7am. He decides to go back and try to save Seolwon, knowing of his impending doom. However he also needs a peach bead himself, and tries to get one at the pawn shop at the doorway to the alternate realm where Seolwon is. He does manage to find one there, which presumably belongs to the aforementioned redhead, as he was bought by a few noblemen as a birthday gift and caused the person he had sex with to grow into a peach tree.

that’s all i can be bothered to yap about, i’ll try to clarify to the best of my abilities in the replies. can you tell i got weirdly invested

the art suddenly got nerfed from the 12th chapter onwards?? there’s barely shaded panels (if you’re lucky) and the rest don’t even have the base colors down

it’s kind of sad to see, because i was finally getting a grip on the story then. to see the manhwa’s strong suit, its artwork, suddenly take such a quick nosedive really sucks bc it feels like lost potential