#ch 383

[lloydfrontera]

hi I'm going thru the spoilers and about the one with lloyd crying and javier listening outside. about javier wanting lloyd to trust him, i was wonderin when did javier explicitly says he trusts lloyd? since from what I've read so far whenever lloyd says to javier to trust him, javier is always dubious of him and actually doesn't trust him and simply follows the order. Is that why lloyd cried alone since he still thinks javier doesn't really trust him?

oh! javier does tell lloyd that he trusts him! straight to his face! several times in fact!

they vary from degrees of explicitness but there is absolutely no doubt at all that javier trusts lloyd and lloyd knows he does. how deep he believes that trust runs is up to debate but he very much does know that javie trusts him.

there's that time lloyd tells javier he can stop time itself and javier just goes "okay" and goes back to his breakfast because. duh. if lloyd says he can stop time then obviously it must be true. the crazier the thing he says the mostly likely it is to be the truth.

which lloyd then uses against him to convince him to bet his life against a dragon

"This will not do" Javier's voice dripped with alarm. "What won't?" "You are making a bad decision here. It's not too late now. Prepare yourself, Master Lloyd." "For what?" Meanwhile Lloyd's voice was cheery. "To run away. I will by some time." "You plan on fighting that dragon?" "Yes." "Tsk. Don't even try." "But Master Lloyd. Now is your last change-" "Do I look like I've gone mad?" said Lloyd. "..." "Answer me. Do I look like someone who's lost his mind?" Javier was about to answer yes when Lloyd's spoke first. "Who was it that said he would trust in my seemingly deranged behavior?" "..." "You said that," reminded Lloyd. "Those were your words. It goes the same right now. Do I look like I've lost it? In that case, trust me." "But Master Lloyd-" "I'm doing this for a reason." Lloyd didn't let Javier finish. "I've got a plan. So, do what you have to when I fail. Got it?" "..."

or that time they go to seoul and lloyd tells him to just trust in his hyung and follow his lead. to which, once again, javier just goes "okay" because. well of course he does.

“When you’re in a foreign land such as this place, all you’ve got to do is just trust this big brother of yours and follow my lead. Okay?” “I understand…” “Eh?” Lloyd tilted his brow. “It’s rare of you to accept my words so easily.” “Am I not allowed to?” “No. You can’t. It’s strange. I have the chills right now.” “…” “You. Who are you?” asked Lloyd in astonishment. “The Javier I know is far from being a docile, humble or loyal fellow. He’s even farther away from being someone who would just not at my words without snapping back.” “…” “You better tell me honestly. Where did you hide my dear Javier?” “Haah… Seriously…” Javier broke into laughter. “Who else could possess such a dashing appearance but me? […]”

or later on when javier straight up tells lloyd to get used to him just going along with what he says without protest because that's just how things are now. he does tease him that it's so lloyd lowers his guard and javier can stab him in the back but like. that's their love language <3

but yeah! lloyd absolutely does know that javier trusts him! javier has told him so himself! that he's a dummy who doesn't realize just how absolute that trust is it's a completely different matter lol

and as for the context of the scene you mention. here's a post i made a while ago about it but lemme summarize it.

first of all i need to show this set of illustrations because they make me sick in the head

the reason lloyd is crying is because it's finally crashing on him just how hopeless his situation truly is. how much he stands to lose if he doesn't pull off a miracle. how much pressure he's been under for so long and how close he is to breaking down.

and javier is listening through the door because he can tell there's something weighting down on lloyd but he can't confront him because lloyd isn't trusting him with his worries and he doesn't know how to make him.

javier wants so bad to let lloyd know that he doesn't have to worrym he doesn't have to be afraid, because javier is there for him. whatever comes next, whatever danger there is, javier will face it to protect lloyd. and if anyone needs to die then it's okay, because javier will die for him. so lloyd doesn't have to be afraid of something as stupid as him dying because javier simply won't allow it.

but he can't. because lloyd doesn't want to share his burdens. he doesn't want to let them drag anyone down with him. he thinks it's his fault everything that's threatening them is his fault and so he needs to handle everything on his own.

which is silly because javier is right there trying to coax the truth out of him and get him to share his burden with him and just!!! support him every way he can!! but lloyd is a very silly guy who thinks he doesn't deserve that :(

so no! it's not that lloyd thinks javier doesn't trust him! rather it's lloyd not wanting to trust javier with his worries, not out of distrust or anything like that, but out of a misplaced sense of responsibility that makes him want to carry everything by himself.

it's a very poignant scene i can't wait to get the translation for it!

#hey i got an ask #Anonymous #tged #the greatest estate developer #tged spoilers #lloyd frontera #javier asrahan #ch 300 #ch 305 #ch 383 #ch 384 #ch 296 #i do a much better job at explaining that scene in the other post you should check it out ajkshdkja

[sunflowercider]

Lloyd wondered if he had grown to love them as his real family, but suppressed this feeling that he felt he did not deserve. Even if the count and countess were to embrace him as their own, Lloyd convinced himself that he shouldn't expect any kind of familial love from them, until he was accepted by them despite having explained the truth about the real Lloyd. constantly reminded himself of this as he approached where the count and countess were, and said his greetings.

[...]

"You're back."

They held Lloyd by his hands and took a good look all over his body from head to toe, before proceeding to make eye contact with him with the warm look that suggested so many different things, all of which Lloyd felt in his heart.

They had been concerned about what trouble Lloyd was going through, his health, if he was eating properly on time, and ultimately, if he was alright. The lack of actual words perhaps made it even more empathetic, inadvertently making Lloyd drop his guard despite the constant reminder he had been telling himself on his way. Lloyd replied with a huge smile like he would have done against his real parents.

"Yeah. I'm back."

#LLOOOOOOOOYD #tged liveblog #ch 383

[everyroronoazoro]

The winner takes it all.

#one piece #roronoa zoro #arc: enies lobby #ch: 383 #with: luffy #with: nami #with: usopp #with: sanji #with: chopper #with: robin #color spread

[alexc1ting]

old xian #19天#进步。  ​​​ ​(#19days# continuation. )

English translation - ch.392

previous JY+XXart - HT+MoArt - MoArt - 391 - 390b - 390a - 389 - MoGS art - special520 - 388 - 387 - 386 - 385 - 384b - 384a - he cheng art - 383 extra- 383- 382- 381 - valentine art - 380 - 379 - cny art - 378 - 377 - 376bis (special)- 376- 375 - 374- 373- HT art - 372 - 371 - 370- 369- hc art- 368- 367- 366 - art -  365 - 364 - 363 - 362-  361bis (special)- 361- 360- 359- 358 - 357 - 356- 355- 354- 353- 352

cleaning typesetting and translation by @about19days (on insta) and me, with the special collaboration of @wtfit.i (insta)

#19 days #old xian #19 days english #ch392 #tianshan #she li #he tian #mo guan shan

[hexamendle]

Mina, Kirishima.⁽ˢʰᶦⁿˢᵒ⁾ Manga: My Hero Academia [Ch.383]

#my hero academia #mha #Boku no hero academia #bnha #mina #kirishima

[oshiawaseni]

Do you think if Izuku was a girl Bakudeku would have been seen cannon from day one? I mean Bakugo seems to also have all the tropes of a female romantic love interest in Shonen and the reason why many don't think Bakugo's feelings towards Deku are of a romantic nature is because Deku is a boy. Here's to Bakudeku becoming cannon <3

If the story managed to miraculously stay the exact same story with the only difference being Katsuki is a girl (coz let’s face it, he was the princess being abducted by LOV and held so protectively by Izuku in the Vol 37 cover), then yes. Everyone would be bkdk and all other ships would seem delusional, the way Izuochas/other fans think we are. It’s just ‘cause it’s happening between two guys that people stop caring about the moments that develop or hint at their romance. And this is something Hori wants to change.

I don’t know if you’ve noticed this but Hori represents BkDk in a super wholesome way without many traces of sexual desire. Because he wanted shounen readers to see their love as something real and beautiful, and not being made just for the sake of BL or fetish.

Though tbf, he has occasionally depicted Kacchan as ikemen, maybe to help us imagine Izuku’s struggle to hold back his feelings for him.

Kacchan is gorgeous, and yet his combative personality has scared away girls his whole life. And here we have Izuku always having accepted him for who he is and never distancing himself from him despite the many attempts by Kacchan to reject and send him away!

But anyway, Hori focussed so heavily on the emotions they feel towards each other because he wants readers to look at pure romantic love between a boy and another boy and understand it has no difference whatsoever with the love between a girl and a boy.

This also might be another reason why baby Decchan memories come up sometimes with Kacchan’s POV, or why Noguchi drew so many pictures of their childhood.

Because Katsuki and Izuku seem to be each other’s first love, and while feelings grew rotten for a while, the deep love they have for each other now comes from an incredibly sweet and pure origin.

How Hori is gonna pull this off really has my interest now because he has written bkdk so beautifully up until this point, so I have high expectations for his future plans to bring them together.

Update: I just wanted to add that my heart is so full right now from the KiriMina/BkDk parallels in ch.383. Canon BkDk really is coming right at us and it feels like Hori is going to bombard doubters with reminders of their love until they practically beg Hori to end their misery, and just draw what he has been waiting to draw for so many years, lol. 😊

#cheers anon 🥂 #bkdk canon #bakudeku #asks #when people ask this I think about how their entire dynamic changes just from one being a girl #for example… outside of bestie mamas play dates.. they wouldn’t have played too much together as little kids #so events like the river incident don’t happen #but I’m sure… in every AU… these two find their way too each other 💕 #coz theyre soul mates in every AU #i had this in drafts for a bit so im sorry for my delay anon! the leaks were really wild too lol #kana writes

[nctstar]

hurry, i'm worried

labyrinth | ch. 1

It was that damn…melody. That sick, haunting tune. Once again. Over and over and…over again.

pairing: hyuckren x fem!reader

word count: 3.5k

genre: mystery-thriller, horror, angst

warnings: profanity (use of the f word), mental illness (some allusions to s/h, please don't read if sensitive), mentions of medications and psychiatry, polyamory, police, mild mention of sexual activity (minors proceed with caution)

disclaimer: this is a fanfiction purely from my imagination. I don't know the nct members and don't claim that they act like this in real life. I also don't condone any of the activity by any of the characters in this fic. I'm not a mental health expert and don't claim to be at all, if you are struggling please find some resources to help yourself or dm me for support <3

a/n: ahhh it's finally here! the series I've been wanting to write for SO LONG. I hope you enjoy the first chapter because I got this random burst of inspiration yesterday and wrote it all and I'm so happy with the set up! hopefully as it progresses it becomes spookier and creepier and I hope you enjoy it as much as I enjoy writing this already <3 lav out p.s. can you tell I love my mystery-thriller movies and kdramas hahah (send me recs!!)

It was that damn…melody. That sick, haunting tune. Once again. Over and over and…over again.

You wake with a gasp, shooting up in your bed, blood rushing upwards and dampening your hearing with a blunt drone. You groaned at the jolts of pain in your temples, your cold hands caressing the supple skin as you squeezed your eyes shut. 8:09am.

“Renjun-ah?” Your voice came out a lot harsher than you expected, but there was nothing you could change about it as you watched your boyfriend’s petite frame walk into your shared room, his soft, nimble fingers tying the buttons on his wrist.  

“Yeah?” He barely looked at you. His attention was divided, long lashes flicking up and down his wrists, and you realised with a sick nausea that you were starting to become annoying.

You swallowed, throat dry and eyes burning with tiredness. “Um, nothing. Just wanted to check if you had left already.” It took everything in you not to mention the dream, the song, but you knew how he would react. As if like clockwork, he had the same reaction every single time.

“You just miss him, _. That’s why you keep having these dreams. Take your meds, and get some rest today, okay?”

You were sick and tired of hearing the same line every single day, almost as much as you were tired of having the same dreams. If there was something worse than being stuck in this insane loop of same same same, it was not having Renjun the way you always did.

But could you complain? Ever since…well, you were only a shell of the person you were before. You were bitter, grating, much like the shots of expresso you had once downed with your lover, squealing ‘Oh! That’s so strong!’ much to the disgust of the haughty young waiter watching from the corner. You felt your chest tighten with a tender nostalgia as Renjun walked over to peck you on the forehead, his lips as fleeting as that memory passing through your brain.

Take care of yourself today, honey. Okay?

“Take care of yourself today, honey. Okay?” You smiled, gritting your teeth at the irritation of his newfound predictability. Falling into this routine of stark distance and hospital-grade perfection. You were truly and utterly sick of it.

You counted to 383…no, 384. Three hundred and eighty…(I don’t know what I should eat today)…Three hundred and eighty-one...(Renjun’s probably sat at his desk by now…)…Three hundred and eighty-two…(…wonder if he’s thinking of me…)…Three hundred and eighty-three…(…is he eating well? What if he gets sick from all the takeout?)…Three hundred and eighty-four.

You dragged yourself out of bed, looking at the date glaring back at you from your bedside alarm clock. August 6th, 2022.

Three hundred and eighty-four days since Haechan had gone missing.

∞

“We should have studied French properly instead of just-“

“Oh, our French sessions were pretty fun,” Renjun raised his eyebrows while Haechan smirked at you suggestively, swiftly followed by you giving him a playful kick under the table to shut him up. “She’s pretty damn good.”

“Gross, Haechan. We’re on vacation in a nice place. You should have left your shameless thoughts at home.”

“Hmm, but we are in the city of love, aren’t we?” Haechan outstretched his arms like a comical cartoon character, making you and Renjun both look down in embarrassment, Renjun cursing softly under his breath. You watched a young Timothee-Chalamet looking waiter side-eye the three of you in the corner and your cheeks grew warmer. Yet, you didn’t really care. He was right. You were in the city of love with the only two men you had ever loved in your entire life. What was so wrong about that?

“Waiter!” Haechan yelled out, raising his hand like he was a primary school student in class, and both you and Renjun lunged out to make him stop being so loud. “Hyuck, oh my god, everyone’s looking.”

“Yes?” It was almost a blessing the waiter had come regardless of your collective bickering, and Renjun went first, speaking in perfect French. “We’d like number 3, please.”

“All three of you?” He frowned through his glasses, peering through the lens like he would look at spectacles at a freak show. You suddenly felt self-conscious, but Haechan started leaning over towards Renjun, acting like the waiter wasn’t even there. “What was that? What did you say? Number 3? I don’t want that one. Tell him I want number 4.”

“The young man over there will have number 4, please. And for me and my girlfriend, number 3.” You swallowed a smile at the way Renjun exasperatedly acknowledged Haechan, and the way Haechan looked just as confused as before. Once the waiter stepped away, you smacked Haechan’s thigh playfully. “You’re so embarrassing!”

“Am I embarrassing, or do you just wanna impress mister oui oui baguette over there?”

“Haechan!” You laughed. “What do you mean?”

“I saw the way you were oogling him. Tsk, tsk.” He should his head exaggeratedly and added. “You have the hottest guy sitting next to you and you’re just gonna eyeball him?”

“Leave _ alone, Haechan.” Renjun was now peering at the menu, squinting intensely. The soft morning sun illuminated his body, giving him a tender glow and making your heart feel warm with affection. He shook his head to the side to move his fringe away from his eyes. “Baby, I think I might have ordered you a shot of expresso. Do you want to change it?”

“Huh? No, that’s okay, honey.”

“Are you sure?” You felt Haechan’s breath on your shoulder, and you rolled your eyes, pulling his arm closer to your side as you looked up at him. “Yes, I’m sure. I can handle it.” The smell of dark coffee from the kitchen mixed with Haechan’s natural musk and your light perfume, and you breathed in deeply.

Haechan’s chest vibrated as he chuckled. “I’m keen to see this.” In front of you, Renjun smiled at the table, a mix of love and playfulness, and you scoffed. “I-It’ll be fine. It will taste good. I will drink it all!” You fake-slammed the table in front of you with your fist as both men started giggling slowly.

∞

You remembered the memory fondly as you watched the milk swirl and dissolve into the brown instant coffee mix. Too tired (lazy) to use the coffee maker, you settle on a bland concoction of going-to-expire-today lukewarm milk and instant coffee powder that’s at least 2 years old for your everyday morning fix. Taking a sip, you sighed. Yep, just as disgusting as ever.

You flopped down on the couch, turning on the TV at the same time, like a trained reflex. The rain outside poured heavy and relentless, just the right amount of ambient noise to send you right back into your slumber. But you stayed awake. You couldn’t be sleeping all day again. It just wouldn’t be…right.

Turning on an old favourite show, Gilmore Girls, you let it play as you opened your laptop. The battery reader on the bottom right corner shone nice and bright. 0%.

Of course. You groaned out loud, cursing underneath your breath. Of course, the day you felt the tiniest twinge of motivation to do something, your laptop was dead. Getting up from the couch, you felt a warm-hot liquid pour all over your pajama bottoms.

“Ah! Fuck!” You swore out loud, watching the coffee stain your crotch and drip onto the skin of your thighs. Clutching your laptop to your chest, you ran back into you and Renjun’s shared room.

You stared at his pajamas on the shelf, neatly packed and folded, as if he was so ready to move on. You looked to your side of the bed, messy as ever, the oldest bra you ever owned strewn across the covers.

How embarrassing.

You felt a mixture of anger, first at Renjun, then at yourself. Stupid fucking perfect Renjun with his crisp ironed clothes and his tidy side of the bed and his take care of yourself, honeys. Gosh, I hate him. As you said these in your head, hot, frustrated tears poured down your cheeks and dripped onto your collarbones. I fucking hate that man. I fucking hate myself.

You didn’t know how long you were standing there, but after a while, you rubbed the rest of the rolling tears off your face and walked out of the room. You plugged in your laptop, walked to the kitchen for some paper towels and half-heartedly wiped down the almost-dried coffee (if you could even call it that) on the couch, took off your soaked pajama pants and lay on your side, facing the TV. You watched Lorelai and her mother fight for what seemed like hours, you watched Lorelai cry on the shoulder of some hunk of a man who very clearly loved her, and then you felt yourself slip into a sad, restless slumber as the credits rolled.

∞

You woke at the sound of your phone buzzing next to your ear.

You blinked once, then twice. Then you closed your eyes and opened them again.

There was no way.

my teddy

i’m coming home

What the actual fuck.

You grabbed at your phone, fumbling, shaking. You dialled Haechan’s number – once, twice, three times. It was going through. It was going through.

“Renjun!”

“What’s up, honey? Are you alright?”

You sobbed uncontrollably into the phone, the screen now wet with tears.  

“Shhh, I’ll be there soon, okay? Please don’t hurt yourself again. Thank you for calling me. I’ll be there, baby, in just a few minutes. I love you so much. I’m coming.”

“No…n-no…” You rubbed your nose, hating the way it squeaked. “No, Renjun, it’s about H-Haechan.” Silence on the other side, as if you had said a bad word. “He’s coming home.”

You could feel the gears in Renjun’s head clicking, choosing his next words wisely. “Let’s talk about it when I get back, okay?”

“Renjun, no, you don’t fucking get it. He’s coming back. My baby’s coming back…”

“Honey…”

“Don’t fucking call me that! Fuck you!” You shouted into the phone, you had no idea why. You were trembling with a mixture of anger and sudden fear.

“Okay.” You heard Renjun’s voice tremble on the other line, the sounds of the rain louder now, pitter-pattering over the line. “I’m sorry. I’ll be home soon.”

“So will Haechan.” You said, before ending the call.

∞

“Please, please, don’t tell her.”

Those words haunted Renjun every single day he thought about Haechan. His knuckles were white as he gripped the steering wheel. No, now was not the time to think about that. He kept side-glancing at the time on the dashboard, as if minutes would pass without his permission. The windshields scraped the glass with a jarring squeak everytime it moved, the rain pouring as strong as ever. He prayed silently for there to be no traffic on the main road he was about to turn into, not wanting to leave you home alone for another second.

His heart ached, thinking of the phone call, the bad signal in his car breaking up your cries. His eyes welled up with tears, but he quickly blinked them away, not wanting to get distracted. I need to get home right now.

Luckily, traffic moved at a steady pace, it not quite being rush hour yet, and he was pulling up to the driveway quicker than usual. He needed to remain calm and composed for you. He knew you didn’t mean any of it, and that you were having one of your episodes. He tried to think about what your psychiatrist had said, but his brain felt so heavy, like a burning lump of coal, black smoke shrouding any helpful thought he was trying to have. Dammit. I just need to go inside.

“_?” Not wanting to spook you, he started speaking from outside as he typed in the code for your shared apartment. “It’s me, Renjun, baby.” He paused slightly, wondering if he should wait for you to open the door. You clearly needed some space. Maybe he was imposing too much. Maybe you felt intruded, not in control. Maybe he should let you do small things like open the do-

“Renjun?”

At first it didn’t register, but as Renjun slowly turned around, his heart started pounding louder and louder in his chest and his legs felt like jelly. He knew what – or who – he was expecting to see, but the sight of him still threw him against the apartment door with a gasp.

There was no way.

“Oh my god. It’s really you.”

Renjun didn’t know what to say for once. Always the easy talker, known for making awkward situations normal, always known to have something smart to say. Nothing. His tongue felt like lead in his mouth, immobile, weighed down with the weight of a thousand stones.

“Renjun. It’s me.” He stepped closer and wrapped his arms around Renjun. He felt like a ghost for a split second, like his arms weren’t quite there. But then he smelt it. That faint smell of his best friends’ cologne he had used since their university days, back when they would go out for dinner after long days. Back before they had even met you.

Renjun inhaled sharply as the realisation hit him, his arms feeling more and more solid around his frame. “It’s really you. She wasn’t…but how did she…” Snapping out of his daze, the two men parted and Renjun thought about you.

Haechan called out first. “_! I’m home!”

∞

“So, you say you received a text message from Lee Haechan today before he came home?”

“Yes, yes. Here.” Your lit up screen illuminated the face of the officer, speckles of his stubble becoming visible. “Right.” He frowned, before handing your phone back to you, the charm jingling as he did. The tips of your fingers slightly touched his as you took your phone back, still staring at him with more questions than answers strewn across your features.

His chair made a high-pitched creak as he leaned back. “So, we have questioned him, as well as your, well…” The officer looked uncomfortable, almost squeamish, you reckoned at the thought of you having seduced not one, but two men in your lifetime.

“Yes, Renjun.” You spared him the misery. He nodded.

“Yes, and his story lines up with yours in terms of the disappearance. Lee Haechan, however, is saying that he cannot disclose where he was this entire time, because he just does not remember anything. We will continue to investigate his whereabouts for the past year. We have tried tracking his phone already, and we actually found its location.”

“Oh?”

“Yes, in your apartment.”

“Our apartment?” You were confused, and a weird feeling started brewing in the pit of your stomach.

“No, miss. At your apartment.”

“You mean the one I share with Renjun.”

The officer looked at you wordlessly, before flicking through the papers in his hands and passing one across the table to you.

You looked at it in utter disbelief. “W…what…”

“It was strange to us too. You didn’t mention to us that you had an apartment. Yet, we were able to find this under your name. We asked the owner, and she said you had indeed bought this four years ago. In person, too.”

“No way,” you breathed, your eyes as big as saucers. “Four years…” You would have been fresh out of high school, just about to enter university. You remembered being penniless then, having cut off your parents and working bizarre jobs just to get by. There was no way you would have even been able to afford an apartment. And the most important part was, if you had indeed done that, you would have remembered. Despite everything that had happened, and parts of your memory being faded due to the stress of the past year, there was no way you would have forgotten something so big as an apartment.

You sighed out loud, resting your head in both hands. You kept having those weird dreams…it always felt like, maybe they were…like…lost memories?

“I think my memory is just bad,” you chuckled uneasily, letting the officer ease back into the chair, some of his worry lifting off his shoulders. “That probably was me. Sorry.”

“It’s okay.” He drawled out the words, as if he didn’t really mean them. “We just wanted to inform you before we applied for the warrant because we’re going to search it.”

“Right.” Somehow, even though you had found out about this apartment 2 minutes ago, hearing that it was going to be searched made you feel kind of violated. The fluorescent white light started to feel hot against the skin of your face, and you were becoming aware of the stretch of time you had been here. Your leg started to jump, one of your many restless tics.

“Can I come?”

“Hmm?” The officer looked confused.

“Like, when you search. Can I come?”

He made a sorry kind of smile with his mouth and shook his head. You felt stupid for even asking, but the feelings dissipated when you watched the officer look increasingly uncomfortable, suddenly avoiding eye contact with you as if he was scared of you.

“So,” you leaned in, and watched as he cleared his throat and crossed his arms. “What does this mean? So, someone sent a text message using Haechan’s phone the day he came back. He said it wasn’t him, and now his phone is at my apartment?”

The officer gave you a blank stare, and all of a sudden, it all clicked.

“No, I-“

“Look, miss. We need to consider all possibilities. And your boyfriend told us that you’re…struggling with your mental health and currently on anti-psychotics…”

You gaped at him, not believing the words that were coming out of his mouth. “You think that’s supposed to make me uncomfortable? Yes, I’m batshit off the walls crazy, sir, thanks for acknowledging it. But I’m just not that kind of crazy to send myself a text from my missing boyfriend to soothe myself, I do know that.”

“That’s not what we’re- okay, look. Personally, I think it’s probably, like, a hack or something.” You recognised his ability to go off script, no matter how much he fought it, and you appreciated it, just a little bit. “We just wanted to check all the possibilities. We’ll be checking the footage around the apartment and finding out if anyone’s been coming and going, and we will search for the phone and check its usage.”

You nodded sharply. “Okay.”

The door opened, and a younger looking man inaudibly signalled at the officer in front of you. “That’s all for tonight. You are free to leave. Let us know if there are any updates, and we’ll do the same.”

∞

“So, what did they talk about with you guys?”

Renjun was slowly starting to come out of the shocked state he had been in for the past few hours as you nuzzled deeper into Hyuck’s warm body in the backseat of the car, the rain still roaring on outside.

“It was weird. They asked me about an apartment I own.”

“An apartment?” Renjun sounded curious, but you were distracted by the feel of Haechan’s slightly dry lips on your forehead, grazing the skin teasingly. “Haechan…”

“Let’s just forget about this for now. I missed you so much.” He pressed his lips against you, the kiss resounding in your skull.

“I missed you too.” You wanted to cry, laugh, scream. Everything was pouring out of you all at once, slow and viscous like thick honey on bread. “So much. You have no idea.”

“Yeah.” Renjun’s voice was silent. “We can talk more tomorrow.”

That night, your bed for two was a bed for three. Warm and safe, smelling like three instead of two. You were finally home. The dinner you three shared for the first time in over a year was quiet, all of you overwhelmed by the new familiarity that was now your new normal. Or old normal. It was all a bit strange. But it just felt so…right.

For once you drifted off to sleep naturally, not crying, or needing your pills or something to watch to distract yourself. It was like Haechan’s arrival repaired you, piece by piece, with nothing left over or loose from the reconstruction.

Everything felt right until the next morning, when you woke up to no Haechan next you, and you felt an insidious wave of anxiety waft over you, threatening to paralyse you. But then you heard chatter from the kitchen.

“She likes it like that now. Extra chilli. Make sure you don’t burn it.”

“Yes, ahjussi.” The unmistakeable nasal tone of your lover’s voice calmed you, and you were convinced you weren’t dreaming this time. This was real. Haechan came home.

You rolled over in bed and checked your phone. Old habits die hard.

Chills ran through your body.

my teddy

don’t worry. i’m staying inside.

#nct #nct fanfiction #kpop #kpop fanfiction #nct scenarios #nct dream #nct fanfic #kpop imagine #nct imagine #nct dream fanfic #nct dream x you #nct dream x reader #nct angst #nct dream angst #nct horror #nct thriller #nct dream horror #nct dream thriller #haechan imagine #haechan scenario #nct haechan #haechan x reader #haechan angst #lee haechan #huang renjun #renjun scenario #renjun angst #renjun imagine #renjun horror #nct renjun

[greenhappyseed]

MHA Ch.383 leak reactions:

MIIIIIINNNAAAAAAAAA! Cluster Acidman, learned from Shoto and Bakugo, who learned from Endeavor, who is there in Gunga fighting AFO!

NO WAIT — Kirimiiiiiiiinnnnaaaaa!

I’m so happy for those crazy kids! Mina overcoming her doubt, and Kirishima being there to stand strong and support her during her big moment.

Who saves catches the heroes? Kirishima. Even if he thinks he was useless, he’s obviously a critical support hero.

Excited for Shinsou too! The Gen Ed kid is a power player with his quirk, his persona chords, AND his capture weapon.

Seeing the sludge villain with Mina, Kirishima, and Shinsou makes SO much sense, because all 3 have quirks that can take him down. Also, Kirishima remembered, and was inspired by, the quirkless kid who ran to fight the sludge villain.

I saw the ending panel with Mt Lady and Machia fighting side by side, and I absolutely love it. These two fought brutally in Gunga the last war but now they’re together. (Also, Mt Lady didn’t fight the sludge villain in Chapter 1! She just helped pick up the pieces afterwards!)

Once again: Horikoshi keeps emphasizing VOICE in this battle. The importance of talking, sharing your feelings, and listening in turn.

Helicopters, eh? Here’s a few guesses as to who is in them: Shoto/Iida, Stain, Hagakure, Fatgum/Aoyama, Sero/Ojiro/Sato, Vlad King with 1B students. I don’t think it’s likely to be All Might joining the fight (yet).

#bnha spoilers #mha spoilers #bnha 383 #mha 383 #bnha #mha #my hero academia #boku no hero academia #kirishima eijirou #red riot #ashido mina #shinso hitoshi #gigantomachia

[pikahlua]

[MASTERPOST] My Hero Academia Spoilers/Manga Translations Part 1

I try to give the most literal translations possible and add contextual notes afterward in order for everyone to be able to compare the official and other fan translations. My work is not official and is meant to be treated as supplementary notes, like the translation and context notes you get in Shakespeare plays. These notes are for educational and discussion purposes only. Please bear that in mind.

Click here for the full meta index of MHA linguistic analyses and deep dives.

Spoilers Translations:

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#mha manga translations #mha spoilers #japanese linguistics in anime #masterpost #meta index

[henryboxxx]

Rule, Emily and Mt. Lady's combo 🔧✨👻

BNHA ch. 383

#boku no hero academia #bnha #my hero acadamy #yui kodai #rule #reiko yanagi #emily #mt. lady #yu takeyama #class 1b

[lloydfrontera]

#but the in the last one he dies surrounded by people rejoicing over his death knowing everyone he loves is about to die too. because of him --- Excuse me what???? Please tell in details/if its already answered here, give direct link to what the fifth spoiler is??? 😭🙏

ah, well.

in the fifth and last spoiler we explicitly get to see, lloyd is in the middle of a battlefield. his territory turned into a battlefield actually. and there's hell knights everywhere.

he can see the white lancers, solitas and yongyong all fighting. but there's too many of them and far too powerful to defeat.

even javier is surrounded by dozens of hell knights and struggling to fight them off.

they will not win this battle.

he's dodging attacks from all sides, barely blocking the swords aimed at him until. well. he's not fast enough anymore. a sword pierces through his chest. another goes through his back. and then another. and another.

his consciousness is rapidly fading but that doesn't stop it from being incredibly painful. and yet all he can hear is the voices of the knights of hell who stabbed him, welcoming him into his new life of servitude, congratulating him and telling him he will now join them.

and then he wakes up.

so. yeah :)

#hey i got an ask #Anonymous #tged #the greatest estate developer #tged spoilers #lloyd frontera #ch 383

[sunflowercider]

Lloyd finally fucking breaking under the pressure, shivering and sobbing and desperate to not want to die

#OTL #tged liveblog #ch 383

[everyroronoazoro]

trusting usopp and his strength :’)

#one piece #roronoa zoro #arc: enies lobby #ch: 383

[somegirlsnerdywords2]

Updated Manga: March 2023

Destruction Flag Otome: Ch. 55 added March 1st

19 Days: Ch. 417, 418 & 419 added since March 2nd

Men of the Harem: Season 2, Ep. 90, 91, 92 & 93 added since March 3rd

For My Derelict Favorite: Ep. 33, 34, 35 & 36 added since March 3rd

Akatsuki no Yona: Ch. 239 added March 5th

I’m the Queen in This Life: Ep. 19, 20, 21 & 22 added since March 5th

Jujutsu Kaisen: Ch. 215, 216 & 217 added since March 5th

Boku no Hero Academia: Ch. 382 & 383 added since March 5th

The Last Bloodline: Ep. 14, 15, 16 & 17 added since March 6th

Gekkan Shoujo Nozaki-kun: Ch. 141 & 142 added since March 11th

Mahou Tsukai no Yome: Ch. 95 added March 13th

Jibaku Shounen Hanako-kun: Ch. 100 added March 16th

Tower of God: Season 3, Ep. 134 & 135 added since March 19th

Owari no Seraph: Ch. 124 added March 26th

#manga #manhwa #manhua #webtoons #webcomics #19 days #tower of god #Men of the harem #the last bloodline #I'm the queen in this life #for my derelict favorite #boku no hero academia #gekkan shoujo nozaki kun #owari no seraph #akatsuki no yona #mahou tsukai no yome #destruction flag otome #jibaku shounen hanako-kun #jujustu kaisen

[alexc1ting]

old xian’s 19 days  - ch.400

previous 399 - TSart - JXart - 398 - 397 - 396 - 395 extra - 395b - 395a - ht+mo art - jy+zzx art - 394 - extra - qiu art - hecheng art - 393 - kids mo+ht - kids jy+zzx - 392 - JY+XXart - HT+MoArt - MoArt - 391 - 390b - 390a - 389 - MoGS art - special520 - 388 - 387 - 386 - 385 - 384b - 384a - he cheng art - 383 extra- 383- 382- 381 - valentine art - 380 - 379 - cny art - 378 - 377 - 376bis (special) - 376 - 375 - 374 - 373 - HT art - 372 - 371 - 370 - 369 - hc art - 368 - 367 - 366 - art -  365 - 364 - 363 - 362 -  361bis (special) - 361 - 360 - 359 - 358 - 357 - 356 - 355 - 354 - 353 - 352

cleaning typesetting and translation in alphabetic order @about19days (on insta), @wtfit.i (insta) + me

If you want to share your passion for 19 days, here are a couple of fan servers: https://discord.gg/UsQBXGyQ and https://discord.gg/DkvEa9c3

#19 days #old xian #19 days english #ch400 #english translation

[heartheartheard]

https://archiveofourown.org/works/41757258/chapters/104759922

When Sakura accidentally discovers the truth about the Uchiha Massacre, her beliefs about the world she lives in begin to crumble. In light of a brutal fight, she decides to go after her missing-nin teammate, hoping to save not only him but herself as well from the darkness. However, much to her dismay, it's not Sasuke she finds first, but his brother, which messes up her life even more.

Canon Divergence after ch. 383

Just published my new Itasaku fic! It’s a M-rated, long fic with morally grey characters and my favourite, bamf!sakura. You can find it on fanfiction.net here.

#haruno sakura #bamf sakura #naruto #itachi uchiha #itachi x sakura #itasaku #itasaku fanfiction