As a queer person myself that entire chapter had a lump form in my chest. I know those scenarios and that hypocritical stance people take. I know the looks, the purposefully indirect criticisms. The fact that they took him very calmly speaking like that as a bad temper almost had me break something. Because him knowing who he is and being secure in his identity can only be seen as anything but being just that to them. If they thought that was anger problems, I invite them to step into the ring with me, show them what actual anger management problems are.
family gatherings can be so toxic I swear, they always find a way to make you uncomfortable
Wow yea I hate there relationship, they seriously suck together holy hell. The only good relationship is his friend and the bdsm dude, at least it's consensual and they care about one another.
Reading this made me want to vomit with the amount of rape and stockholm syndrome that took place, I skipped over a lot of the bad parts hoping it would get better but I was very wrong. Don't read this, honestly.
well i mean you have your opinion but we all know that we all have been warned with the tags, comments, and reviews about this manga so, we all actually got the idea that it would turn out like this, but its honestly unfair to the readers who actually likes these kind of mangas and the author itself but it is your opinion though but be mindful that we have our different mindest and kinks in life but anyway i got your point but at least thanks for actually trying to read this.
P.S and i wasn't trying to offend you, and i tried to talk in the most civilized way i can..
so true ╮(￣▽￣)╭
It's been four years now since the last time I saw Shiki. I'm a fairly successful artist now and can afford a new place. With a heavy heart I had started to pack up my things from that apartment… the one where I spent that time with him… there was only one box left. It should have been easy, to pick up that box... but it took me a week before I could bring myself to move it. I guess some part of me knew that once I moved it, I would really be moving on. I finally picked up that box only for the bottom to give out and everything to spill onto the floor. I sighed. As I picked things up I found something… that picture… the one Shiki took with him all those years ago… how did it suddenly...?
I could feel my heartbeat loudly in my chest as my eyes widened. I stood up and spun around, only to find tears flowing down my cheeks. He was standing there, almost the same height as me now and more muscular than I remembered but it was definitely him. I walked towards him, half in disbelief. He did the same. The moment I could feel him in my arms again the tears showed no signs of stopping for either of us. His warmth, his smell… it was all the same as it ever was… I never thought I would be reminded of the feeling of being around him that had faded from my mind with time... but here he was... like he had never left...
“Don't leave me… not again…” I said through a cracking voice. I felt him nod against my shoulder that was getting wet from his tears.
“I promise… I can stay this time… forever…”
(I hate sad endings so I wrote my own ╮(￣▽￣)╭)
Thank you for writing this , i'm feeling better right now .
Thank you
I'm happy it made you feel better, wringing it did the same for me. ^^
Omg your a genius!! and to heighten this feeling I was listening to Junjou Romantica Track 14 ost 1- Baby romantic. You have no idea how much you made my heart melt どうもうありがとうございまつ!
Thank you for writing this. It was beutifull, I, myself also hate, HATTEE with a passiin sad endings.
nice work
It's been four years now since the last time I saw Shiki. I'm a fairly successful artist now and can afford a new place. With a heavy heart I had started to pack up my things from that apartment… the one where I spent that time with him… there was only one box left. It should have been easy, to pick up that box... but it took me a week before I could bring myself to move it. I guess some part of me knew that once I moved it, I would really be moving on. I finally picked up that box only for the bottom to give out and everything to spill onto the floor. I sighed. As I picked things up I found something… that picture… the one Shiki took with him all those years ago… how did it suddenly...?
I could feel my heartbeat loudly in my chest as my eyes widened. I stood up and spun around, only to find tears flowing down my cheeks. He was standing there, almost the same height as me now and more muscular than I remembered but it was definitely him. I walked towards him, half in disbelief. He did the same. The moment I could feel him in my arms again the tears showed no signs of stopping for either of us. His warmth, his smell… it was all the same as it ever was… I never thought I would be reminded of the feeling of being around him that had faded from my mind with time... but here he was... like he had never left...
“Don't leave me… not again…” I said through a cracking voice. I felt him nod against my shoulder that was getting wet from his tears.
“I promise… I can stay this time… forever…”
(I hate sad endings so I wrote my own ╮(￣▽￣)╭)
Thank you!! This is SO much more satisfying!
Shiki explains how that cruel man who claimed to own hom had died and how he was now free not for a month but forever.
I didn't know how much I needed this until I read it - thank you!（/TДT)/
Yup, that business trip ended up being a permanent dirt nap :')
I'm happy I could help XD
No problem, and I have to agree, I like my ending better :P
Thank you, oh my God
He deserved it
haha XD anytime
Bless u, ┗( T﹏T )┛
Thank yooouu !ヾ(☆▽☆)
Thank you (づ￣ ³￣)づ
This was way better than the real one
I can't express how freaking much this couple warmed my heart. Their relationship is my life goals (๑•ㅂ•) و✧
As a queer person I have to say, reading that chapter was... really difficult. To say the least. It's written incredibly realistically. I'm hopeful for future chapters though that things will get better for Yuyang.
I'm queer as well and I could relate quite a bit actually, it was written very very very realistically which I think is important. It was hard to read, but had a powerful message.