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Are you ready for the special episode of My Stubborn? I saw on Facebook that it might be coming soon, but Iâm not sure how true it is. Fingers crossed, we really need a special episode with them as a couple.
You really need to watch this one, itâs definitely my top Thai BL of the year.
Wow best epsidoe yet, it was a storm of heartbreak, truth, and sacrifice. Three moments stood out: Naranâs coming out, Victorâs tragic death, and the loss of the loyal Veera.
At the dining table, Naran finally gathered the courage to tell Dao the truth: the person he loved was not her, but a man. His words cut through the air like silence itself. Dao stood frozen, her world shattering in an instant. When he called her name, she turned, lifted her heel, and struck his face, not with her hand, but with something harsher, as if to say his truth was too vile to touch. In the 1960s, when same-sex love was invisible and forbidden, her slap was not only a wound of betrayal but a reflection of a society unable to accept love in its purest form.
Meanwhile, on the streets, blood painted the cry for freedom. As someone from Melbourne, I think of protests I have witnessed where, at worst, police use pepper spray to scatter a crowd. Yet here, in Thailandâs past, guns were raised against innocent students, their voices silenced with bullets. Among them, Victor fell. He was not just a man at a protest, he was a dreamer, on the cusp of a new life in America. His death was senseless, his future stolen. Tanwaâs silence to protect Trin now becomes Trinâs torment, for he will forever wonder: if he had known, could Victor have been saved? Little did he know, Victor had already been warned. My heart breaks for them both, bound by grief and guilt.
And then Veera. The most loyal, the most silent, the most unseen. He loved Dhevi in silence, hiding his feelings within the pages of a notebook. Those very words, his only confession, betrayed him, exposing him to blackmail and sealing his fate. He died not as a villain, not as a coward, but as a man willing to sacrifice himself for the Colonel and the woman he could never have. His death was not only tragic, it was cruelly unjust.
Episode 7 exposes a bitter truth: love can be punished, loyalty can be betrayed, and innocence can be crushed beneath corruption. Police who were meant to protect became executioners, and love that should have been celebrated became a curse. This episode is not just a story, it is a wound, one that lingers long after the screen fades to black.
Wow best episode yet, it was a storm of heartbreak, truth, and sacrifice. Three moments stood out: Naranâs coming out, Victorâs tragic death, and the loss of the loyal Veera.
At the dining table, Naran finally gathered the courage to tell Dao the truth: the person he loved was not her, but a man. His words cut through the air like silence itself. Dao stood frozen, her world shattering in an instant. When he called her name, she turned, lifted her heel, and struck his face, not with her hand, but with something harsher, as if to say his truth was too vile to touch. In the 1960s, when same-sex love was invisible and forbidden, her slap was not only a wound of betrayal but a reflection of a society unable to accept love in its purest form.
Meanwhile, on the streets, blood painted the cry for freedom. As someone from Melbourne, I think of protests I have witnessed where, at worst, police use pepper spray to scatter a crowd. Yet here, in Thailandâs past, guns were raised against innocent students, their voices silenced with bullets. Among them, Victor fell. He was not just a man at a protest, he was a dreamer, on the cusp of a new life in America. His death was senseless, his future stolen. Tanwaâs silence to protect Trin now becomes Trinâs torment, for he will forever wonder: if he had known, could Victor have been saved? Little did he know, Victor had already been warned. My heart breaks for them both, bound by grief and guilt.
And then Veera. The most loyal, the most silent, the most unseen. He loved Dhevi in silence, hiding his feelings within the pages of a notebook. Those very words, his only confession, betrayed him, exposing him to blackmail and sealing his fate. He died not as a villain, not as a coward, but as a man willing to sacrifice himself for the Colonel and the woman he could never have. His death was not only tragic, it was cruelly unjust.
Episode 7 exposes a bitter truth: love can be punished, loyalty can be betrayed, and innocence can be crushed beneath corruption. Police who were meant to protect became executioners, and love that should have been celebrated became a curse. This episode is not just a story, it is a wound, one that lingers long after the screen fades to black.
MDL monitors thousands of dramas and movies every week, so I think they simply counted wrong when they listed it as 12 episodes. Still, I canât help but hope MDL is right, because my heart doesnât want to let go yet. This has easily become my favorite Taiwanese BL of the year.
With Revenged Love and Kill to You already finished, and ABO Desire ending in just a few weeks, there are no new Chinese or Taiwanese BL announcements lined up for the rest of 2025. That leaves us with the usual shorter Korean and Japanese BLs, and just a handful of Thai ones to carry us through.
For those who may not know, Vietnam also produces BL dramas.
Iâm currently watching Awaiting Dawn, which has 12 episodes in total, released every Saturday for free on YouTube. So far, only 2 out of 12 episodes have been released. You can find the link below, please make sure to watch directly on YouTube to support the creators.
Ep 1 = https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=3Wh9CEvom2Y
Ep 2 = https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=iDcI4aEdhZ8&t=2114s
Unfortunately, MDL doesnât list Vietnam under its countries, so it often gets overlooked. Iâm Vietnamese so I donât need subtitles, but for international fans, English subs are also available.
That Summer from GMMTV is airing next Friday.
âItâs impossible between us.â Only four words, yet they shattered Khemâs heart into pieces too heavy to carry. He tried to be strong, but the tears betrayed him, falling endlessly, not from weakness but from the cruelty of hearing what his soul refused to accept. How could the man he loved so deeply be the one to cut him so deeply?
Through his sobs, Khemâs voice trembled as he asked, âWas it all this time, when you helped me, when you protected me, were you never willing? Did I force you into it? You do not need to answer. It is clear enough. I am sorry⊠for everything.â His sorrow lingered in the air like a wound that could not heal.
As Khem turned and left the room, Peemâs eyes followed him, a silent glimpse revealing the truth his lips could not speak. His face, heavy with regret, whispered what his heart truly meant. Those four words had been cruel, yet they were never born of his soul. In his silence, love still lived. But love, if left unspoken, can be stolen. With Pongâs sudden arrival, standing close to Khem, Peemâs jealousy betrayed the truth. His heart belongs to Khem, but unless he opens it soon, the man he loves might slip away into anotherâs arms.
And then there is Chan and Jet, a love bound not only by the present but by echoes of a past life. In the depths of night, Chan awoke from a nightmare, his hand instinctively clutching Jetâs, as though reaching across time for Jin. Jet, startled awake, saw his confusion dissolve into tenderness as he reached out to comfort Chan, brushing his hair with gentle care, easing his trembling heart.
Two couples tied by destiny, both carrying the weight of reincarnation. Peem and Khem remember the tragedy of their past love, while Chan and Jet slowly awaken to the promises once made and never fulfilled. Will this life repeat the sorrow of the last, or will it offer them a chance to write a new ending, one where love is no longer torn apart, but finally allowed to endure?
Through the years of carrying this weight, Punn set his sights on Ramil, the head of the vampires, believing that only Ramilâs death could quench the fire inside him. Yet love writes its own destiny in places where hatred dwells. Ramil, gifted with the power to read minds, always knew what Punn was. He knew he was a hunter, he knew the knife in his heart was sharpened by grief. And still, he did not hate him. He saw the boy inside the man, the pain that shaped him, and instead of cruelty, he chose understanding.
When the moment came, Punn stood with a blade trembling in his hand, the perfect chance to strike. Ramil did not resist. He opened his heart, willing to die in the arms of the one he loved. But as steel hovered close to flesh, it was not hatred that ruled. It was love. A love so raw it shattered vengeance itself.
The knife fell away, their lips found each other, and âI love youâ carried more weight than any revenge could. In that fragile moment, their bodies pressed together, sorrow was eased by tenderness, and two broken souls became whole.
If this is not love, then what could it possibly be?
HuaYong and Sheng ShaoYou, in their intimacy, gave us a glimpse of healing. Sheng ShaoYou knew it was HuaYong, yet still he whispered that he liked him, and leaned forward to kiss him back. In that moment, the weight of betrayal seemed to soften, the walls of hurt began to crumble. HuaYong, remorseful and persistent, continues to apologize, and though Sheng ShaoYouâs smile is faint, it carries forgiveness blooming slowly like spring after a long winter.
Two couples, both scarred, both stumbling, yet neither letting go. Soon, a child will arrive, not as a burden, but as a miracle. In tiny hands and innocent breaths, they may find healing, they may find the strength to begin again.
This is not tragedy. This is rebirth. Love has been bent, bruised, and broken, yet it blooms still, reaching toward tomorrow like flowers pushing through stone.
https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=8etV5kFql94&t=4s