this is just an excuse to flex the artist is good at drawing hands
i can’t get over the magically lubricated hole like he is not an omega
imagine people screaming your name trying to find you because their lives are in danger if you don’t return. terrifying
i feel like this could’ve been better with a more fleshed out plot. like starting from the beginning of when they met and how the gangster helped the prosecutor climb the ranks. more feelings more passion
some manhwa authors are so shit at writing endings it makes me want to gag
also why does the censorship make the sex scene feel more like art like how the greeks would sculpt figures
she def has a size kink with the way she keeps bringing up how he’s so big
happy valentine’s day pls give me ur fave wlw sex rec, manhwa preferred xoxo
they look like different versions of wriothesley i love it
mr. president get down !!! so i can suck you off!!!!
aeroc you love this man so much you give everything to him yet he can’t even say i love you back as a lie and admits he should have
ohhhhhh myyyyuyy goddddddd
at this point i may be overthinking this but adding on to my previous comment. back to the ending scene UGHAHJWIDK aeroc bleeds red —> red roses —> he imagines the rest of them happy while he fucking suffers on their behalf GAHHHH FUCKKKKK
in writing… aeroc bleeds literally from his womb we all know that and he thinks “that’s right. i’m dying.” red blood…. red roses from the mansion he used to own… the red roses that he maintained, the pride and joy of his, now they’re under kloff’s ownership, but also, that field of red roses is aeroc’s imagined “heaven” or at least happy place. kloff is there, so is rapiel, so is all the children. aeroc knows he doesn’t fit in but he fricking built and sacrificed everything (his womb, body, blood, roses, life) for them to achieve the happiness he believes they deserve. none of it is his but he gave everything of his for them to have
AHHH FUCK
“i wish i could beg rapiel for forgiveness. but i don’t think he’ll be where i’m going.” this and the ending scene of s1 with rapiel running toward kloff and all the kids while aeroc crumbles in the withered land… bruh aeroc really imagined kloff being in that same place cuz he is also “innocent” i can’t with aeroc he really loves kloff and sees him completely different than how viewers do.
on the other hand kloff says, “i won’t let you escape this hell by yourself” man already knows he’s done wrong and he’s suffering in this hellhole with aeroc. but aeroc doesn’t think the same he just thinks he’s in hell by himself AHHHH WHY AEROC
do y’all get what i mean?
if i’m incorrect and there are more details from the novel pls tell me
alright since the writer’s favorite chapters are 23-26 i decided to reread it.
in chapter 23, when kloff is holding aeroc he says, “it’s alright now. i won’t let you and our child again. not this time!”
is there a word missing? mistranslation? i’m assuming he meant “i won’t let you and our child die again” or “i won’t lose you and our child again.”
idk if i forgot or something but what exactly happened between the two of them?
sometimes when i come home after a long day i lock myself in the restroom and scream “I WANT NERD PROJECT SEASON TWO AHHHH” and sob violently for about an hour
part 1: https://www.mangago.zone/home/mangatopic/18213786/
At his consent, Andrew prodded his middle finger against the entrance. He circled it once, twice, before carefully easing in. Luke’s muscles tensed around the digit.
“Relax,” Andrew advised. He gently placed his free hand on Luke’s abdomen.
Luke did as he was told, controlling his breathing as he loosened his body.
Meanwhile, Andrew continued to inch little by little until his finger was knuckle-deep.
“How does it feel?” he asked.
“It feels… strange.”
“Are you su—“
“Yes I’m sure I’m fine, Andrew,” Luke groaned.
“Then it’s okay for me to move?” Andrew asked hesitantly.
“Yeah,” Luke sighed.
Andrew searched for any silent objections but was only met with Luke batting his lashes. At the absence of retaliation, Andrew drew his finger out. Then he began slowly pumping his finger, gliding against the walls in fluid motion. He extended his observation, seeking for any signs the movement was causing any pain for his partner. However, Luke maintained his brow-furrowed expression.
“Hey do you think you’re doing this ri—ah!”
Luke yelped as Andrew suddenly curled his finger upward, hitting the prostate directly.
“Is it here?”
“Don’t act so innocently you know it’s—ugh!”
Luke’s body trembled as Andrew continued to drive his finger up, repeatedly hitting the same spot.
“Wait, wait!” Luke’s hands scrambled to stop Andrew.
Andrew paused, his finger still surrounded by the warmth. “Does it hurt?”
“Well, no, but it’s… a lot,” Luke stammered.
“We can stop here for now,” Andrew assured.
“No, that’s not what I meant.”
“Then what did you mean?”
Andrew watched as Luke struggled to answer. The man refused to keep eye contact as he gaped and blubbered like a fish.
‘A cute fish,’ Andrew thought.
“Should I take my finger out?” he asked, a smile in his voice.
“You know that’s not—nevermind, do whatever you want.” Luke covered his eyes with both of his hands.
“But I want to do what you want.”
Andrew reached out with his available hand to unfold Luke’s. The former brought the hand to his lips and grazed the palm with a tender yet alluring embrace. Luke abided the touch, letting Andrew pepper his hand with kisses.
“You’ve said that twice already, yet you know what I want and don’t want,” Luke huffed.
Andrew made his eyes appear as round and pleading as possible. “No I don’t. Tell me,” he urged.
“Liar.”
“I would be lying if I said this wasn’t turning me on.”
Luke blushed at the remark, but Andrew couldn’t help himself. Luke did look unbearably sexy. The evident red across his cheeks combined with his attitude was like honey for a bee; Andrew could not resist.
Luke mumbled something.
“What did you say?” Andrew inquired.
“Nothing. Let’s just get back to what we were doing.”
Andrew contemplated pressuring for answers but resorted to not in greater interest of pleasuring Luke.
“Sure,” Andrew replied, and his finger commenced its routine. It smoothly dove in and out of Luke’s hole, and Andrew was simply mesmerized at the way it stretched around his finger. He quickened the pace as the inside softened. Soon, a lewd squelching noise along with Luke’s whimpers filled the room.
Luke squirmed, and Andrew’s unrestrained hand caressed Luke’s stomach soothingly.
“Hold still,” Andrew commanded.
“Easier said than done,” Luke panted. He keened when Andrew scraped his prostate. “Fuck—“
“I’m going to put another one in.”
Luke blinked, coming out of his dazed state. “What?”