Am I seeing things, or is the cover an AI image?
The guns seem a little off in places, their left hands are a little formless and kinda blurry, the gold on the watch blurs into the leather, the shading and forms on the ruffles don’t make a lot of sense, their ears aren’t drawn with a similar style and the whole thing has that glossy sheen to it that AI loves to produce.
Maybe some people don’t care, but I’m really hoping this isn’t the case…
These two are the definition of;
“You’re the most jealous guy I know.” :/
“You know other men?” >:(
Casual reminder that if you hate a character, it does not inherently make them a badly written character, only a bad person. (In this case, anyway.)
I’ve met people like this in real life, they’re horrible. That’s why I’m interested to see where this goes and how the author treats this type of personality. It’s all about being entertained while reading in the end.
Congratulation to those of you with a piss kink, you seem to be eating good lately.
Or, well, “drinking” I guess. Either way, more power to you.
Despite how they started, the way both of their characters have evolved has been single-handedly one of the most satisfying growths I have ever read.
I am such a big fan of works with internal dialogue and character psychology, and boy, does this story have a LOT of it.
That slap was so left field I almost felt like I was the one who got hit. I was simply NOT expecting that.
Front page in the ‘School Life’ category. Why, yes, this is exactly how I remember high school being.
The way he switches from slight panic to calm analyzation like some intense game of mind ping-pong while the most batshit, farm-based shenanigans happen in the background is far too entertaining. This is such a genuinely interesting read
Well, curiosity got a hold of me so here I was, thinking I would read this and laugh for a moment. So why did I end up feeling like rooting for him by the end of the first chapter?
You go, Mr.Office-Worker. Live your golden dreams, fulfill your warmest passions.
I need some help remembering the title to a zombie manwha, if anyone knows it.
The undead were entirely conscious, and basically like normal people that (I think) were hunted by the government or some organisation despite still having their humanity.
The main guy had white hair, played the guitar and had a crush on an idol(?). There was a secondary character whose face was left as just a skull, and he was a chronic smoker.
I remember a strangely heartfelt scene that referenced ‘Photograph’ by Nickelback of all things, and the work may have opened up with ‘Creep’ by Radiohead? I think there was an Oasis song in there too.
… You’d think I’d be able to find it if I remembered it well enough, but alas, I am hoping someone can aid me here.
As someone who owns chickens and reasonably fears my hens getting egg bound, this was a weird chapter for me.
Great to see that the author knows their stuff, though. I’m still thoroughly invested.
Well, now. The comments were right, this was a very good read.
It had that old BL flair to it without falling into repeating the same tired themes or being repetitive. It still took some familiar routes, but with its own personality strongly inlaid within. Certainly worth reading.
