When I say "trash," I mean it lovingly, the way a mother looks at her goblin child after it eats dirt for the third time today.
In this list, I’ve gathered a collection of Mangas, Manhwas, and Manhuas that have reduced me to a cackling, half-deranged doctor — the kind who laughs while holding a bloody scalpel and a clipboard that just says "diagnosis: doomed."
Some of these cursed beauties are finished, others are still dragging their broken bodies through the publishing schedule like dying marathon runners. Either way, you’re about to feast on some serious emotional and psychological malpractice.
Some of these cursed beauties are finished, others are still dragging their broken bodies through the publishing schedule like dying marathon runners. Either way, you’re about to feast on some serious emotional and psychological malpractice.
Expect it all:
Couples who should genuinely be on FBI watchlists (yes, I'm looking at you, "Roses and Champagne")
Soft, fluffy stories so pure they might give you a sugar coma
Smut so intense you’ll wonder if your soul needs bleach
And crackhead comedy that feels like someone dropped LSD into a high school theater production.
Cheers