Beware the Ides of March be like

Istfg, this story will be the death of me.

I can deal with a 50 shades of red, purple, polkadot flags, whatever. That’s fine. I can deal with the random ever-changing plots, directions, and moods of this BL. I can deal with pretty much anything really, but FFS, I don’t think I can survive another goddamn thought bubble.

Nakwon, I’m gonna need your brain to shut the fuck up. I’m not here to read your diary. I want to see interactions and dialogue between 2 cartoon dudes and not read a novel about one side’s nonstop feelings.

You ever count the actual words shared between them in most chapters? It’s like -4 sentences. Imagine these panels if they happened IRL. It would be like the Sailor Moon villians standing around waiting awkwardly while the scouts transform for 3 solid minutes.

We get 572 panels of the men in some suspended expression or position while the other thinks about stuff. Like are they just waiting around for 30 minutes until the other answers the question?

Mokhwa in panel 3 of a fresh chapter: “Hey, do we have eggs?”

Nakwon: Thought bubbles for the next 20 panels.

Nakwon in the last panel of the chapter: “Yes, we have eggs.”

Mokhwa: * dead from old age on kitchen floor. *

I’m so obsessed with darling Mokhwa so I can’t drop the story, but I’m at my sanity limit with this. Am I the only one? Are people into BL’s that are 90% thought bubbles? Like damn, just write a book at this point Stan