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mqfx · 2 years
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Thus, Hua Cheng went forward, and held onto Guoshi’s arm as if he was assisting an elderly senior. “Guoshi, sir, please. Watch your step.”
Guoshi turned his head and saw the one assisting him wasn’t Xie Lian, and knitted his brows. “Huh? Why is it you?”
Xie Lian guessed that Hua Cheng was worried it might not be convenient for Xie Lian to take another person along. Also, Hua Cheng wanted, for the sake of some particular goal, to show himself off a little in front of the elder, to demonstrate some attentive diligence, which was why he offered to take over.
Seeing this, Xie Lian couldn’t help but puff a laugh, hiding it with a light cough. “San Lang said very sincerely that he wanted to assist you, so I...”
As for Hua Cheng, he said, with a smile covering his face, “Does it matter if it’s me or gege? Besides, I respect you very much, sir, so of course I don’t mind assisting, this is nothing.”
Guoshi was speechless for a moment, then said, “If you really do respect me, then put away that fake smile on your face. That fakeness really is too much...”
Hua Cheng immediately put that smile away. “Oh.”
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eyedelater · 1 year
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i wanted to know the exact line when koito suggests to tsukishima that they exchange menko (chapter 249).
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the sentence: そんなに心配ならお互いのメンコを交換して肌身離さず気を張っておこう (sonna ni shinpai nara otagai no menko wo koukan shite hadamihanasazu ki wo hatte okou)
breakdown: そんなに心配なら if you're that worried お互いのメンコ each other's menko を交換して exchanging, swapping 肌身離さず carrying close to one's person, carrying at all times, implication of keeping it next to the skin 気を張っておこう let's steel ourselves.
my translation: "If you're that worried, then let's steel ourselves by exchanging menko and always keeping them close to us."
EH scans translation: "If you're that worried about it, then we can exchange our own menko and always keep them with us." (that's perfect, but i liked the part about steeling themselves.)
VIZ translation: "If you're worried, how about trading menko pieces for mutual encouragement?" (as usual leaving out a lot of detail for no reason, but i do like "mutual encouragement.")
analysis of what koito means: he wants to communicate something to tsukishima like, "we both feel weird about tsurumi now, but what's important is that we are closer and understand each other better than ever, so as long as we remember that we have each other, we can get through this." and he also wants tsukishima to look at the cool menko he made of himself and be impressed.
(and then tsukishima's reply is just, "I haven't made one, though.")
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duckiemimi · 7 months
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Might be cope, but maybe Gojo's reaction being "oh no I never told Megumi about Toji" and not "oh no my students are all going to fucking die now" suggests that they are in a better position than it seems. Considering all the damage Sukuna took - especially considering his current slow healing - he could be on his last legs anyway. I know Sukuna doesn't look worried, but it could be like in ch230 when Sukuna thought he'd won and then was immediately embarrassed because he was unaware how damaged his brain was.
I do think Kashimo will get a chance to fight him fight through. And probably get folded lol.
oh i hope i hope i hope!! i think the afterlife/death-dream scene definitely diminished the importance of his care towards his students and i wish it was written better…(after all, the story started bc he cared, yk? he wouldn’t have given either yuuta or yuuji second chances in life had he not cared for the future generation, for his allies. there wouldn’t be a jjk if gojo never wanted to foster allies.) but i hope the scene is a testament to his (frustratingly annoying) tendency to avoid addressing important shit and that it means the kids are safe :’)
i hope kashimo gets folded. hehe.
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kenm4vhs · 9 months
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MANGA SPOILERS JJK CH230
SUKUNA MADE MEGUMI’S SOUL TAKE THE DAMAGE OF UNLIMITED VOID INSTEAD OF HIM AND LOOK AT GOJO’s FACE HEARING IT
LEAVE HIS CHILD ALONE 😭😭
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wishing--butterfly · 9 months
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JJK CH230 SPOILER!
VSJSKKSKKSS SATORU GOJO, YOU WILL NOT LOSE. NOT TODAY. NOT EVER.
Sukuna is such a fraud. Bitchass.
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doubledualwielder · 9 months
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gojo really said lemme cook in ch230 💀
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opbackgrounds · 3 years
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Holy shit, Oda
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every-sanji · 2 years
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How charming
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tinypuppysoul · 3 years
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Best boi Saw Paing being cute as hell and also best boi did I say he’s best boi because he is
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iiloffy · 5 years
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freda-art · 6 years
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Ch230 :""D
I love so much this page <3
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shokugeki-mangacaps · 7 years
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cheswirls · 2 years
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oof i caught up too early in the day i forgot which 9 tr updates at
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kenm4vhs · 9 months
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MANGA SPOILERS JJK CH230
“my students are watching me. i’m still gonna look cool” GOJO SATORU YOU’RE THE FUCKING BEST
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korpuskat · 4 years
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Kinktober Day 8 - Blood & Injury - [Tomura Shigaraki/Reader]
[Ao3 Mirror] Rating: Teen (blood & injury) Word Count: 1,169 Summary: After his fight with Re-Destro, Shigaraki wants to see you. Contains: Post-MLA Arc (spoilers up to Ch230-240); blood & injury, Soft Shigaraki =====
He stands, still slouching over the red-haired man you assume to be Re-Destro. There should be the ever familiar yells of fighting, screams of pain, intimidation, rage, but it is utterly and completely silent. He moves, lifts his gaze up to the crowd- and a presence settles over you, so heavy, so real, so forceful, you nearly collapse.
You’ve seen him on a battlefield before, this is not that.
Something has happened, something more than the devastating injuries that have blood pouring from his arms, smeared all over his face, still running free from his cracked nose. They speak, the two men in the crater, while you exchange worried glances with Spinner. A motion from Re-Destro has a medic rushing to his side. They bind the once-taller man’s legs, but Tomura rejects them without a word.
And just like that it’s over; other Liberation grunts carry Re-Destro out- and Tomura does not look at you or Spinner or anyone at all as he limps along behind. You want to be at his side, to take his weight- but there’s a glint in his eyes that makes you think just this once your touch would be unwelcome.
The MLA and League regroup, settle into a fancy hotel that was untouched by the decay. Not being in the room with him as he speaks with Re-Destro has your stomach uneasy, makes you pace anxiously- waiting for news of any direction. The doctors that appear for you are the first good sign; Himiko and Jin must be doing okay enough if they’re able to spare time with you. But your injuries are minimal as compared to theirs or Tomura’s and soon you are back to pacing.
The doors open. The bastard politician stands there- and twists his lips as he works up the nerve to speak what he’s been told. “He wants to see you.”
He says it with such a tired dejectedness you don’t need to ask, but do anyway. “Who?”
He hesitates again, before settling on “Shigaraki.” You stand- as do Atsuhiro and Shuichi, but Trumpet speaks again: “just you.”
You glance to the others, but find only suspicion in their eyes. You don’t trust him either… but the promise of being able to talk with Tomura, to find out what the hell is going on is too tempting.
You follow him down the hallway. Follow him to a set of double doors just off the lobby. He motions for you to enter, so you steel yourself, ready your Quirk on the fair chance this is a trap, and open the door.
“Should get him to let the medics patch him up.” Trumpet advises you lowly- and shuts the door behind you.
You blink- and on the far side of the room, you see him. It hadn't been a trick of the light in the crater: his hair is white, snowy where it isn't soaked in red-brown.
“Oh, gods, Tomura,” falls from your mouth as you close the distance. He’s still beat to hell, the rings under his eyes are the darkest you’ve ever seen them. Dried blood cakes his face, peeling and broken off over the tip of his nose, the curves of his cheeks. But that’s hardly the worst of it. The damage to his arm is beyond anything you’ve seen before. The Quirk backlash has decayed away his own skin, left huge cracks that spider their way up his arm, all the way up to the corner of his mouth. The space in between is covered in skinless, half-decayed flesh. Tomura stares at that hand, arm trembling slightly. The other hand, however.
“Tomura…” he’d at least taken someone’s advice during the meeting. A towel wraps around his wrist and from the corners, you think it was probably once fluffy and white. It isn’t anymore.
“I remembered something.” Whatever despondency was there has faded- and Tomura returns to the room with full awareness.
"You need a doctor." Your fingertips ghost over the cracks of his arms- and his hand raises, smears blood over your sleeve at he touches your bicep. His fingers shake, the slow twitching of his muscles damaged- but he grabs at you. Only then do you look up, look to his scarred face. The oxidized blood is brown, but the scarlet of his iris, the red of the tired, overworked capillaries of his scalera is close enough to blood to still make your stomach tighten.
His other arm lifts- and the towel shifts. The fabric rots away before you- bloodied cloth fading away into spindling fibers until nothing is left around the twitching remains of his hand. You can't hide your gasp; he moves his hand and the two long, thin fingers turn as he examines the ruined gore that clings to his palm. Bile rises in your throat, the memory of Atsuhiro's bloodied, sheared-off shoulder resurfacing without permission.
You touch the knuckle of his ring finger and both fingers- and part of the wound- twitches in response. "Careful." A questioning look has him continue, "My Quirk still works."
"...With two fingers?"
He nods, after all, you had just seen the towel turn to dust. Most of the bleeding from his crushed hand has stopped, at least- "I've only ever wanted to destroy." You blink, look to him again- and find him staring at you. The weight of his gaze makes you shake. "To make this broken society rot... But after," He pauses, tips his head as he thinks. "I want you to see that horizon."
"We will." You say, "That's always been the plan, Tomura."
"No." His half-decayed right hand lands at the corner of your jaw, ring and pinky finger lifted, as though he can't trust himself to keep just one off you. "I want to see it with you."
His mouth is on yours. His bright red eyes are still open, so close now you can only gasp against his lips in shock- and Tomura has no problem taking advantage of it. His tongue sweeps through your mouth, warm and wet. A cut on his lip opens again and the taste of iron follows, frees you from the shock long enough to close your eyes and lean into him.
Finally, finally the adrenaline crashes. The stress of the fight, of seeing him like this, all crumbles down onto you and you're grabbing at his shoulders, the back of his neck, into his now-white hair. All that matters is his kiss- heavy and hot and messy, unpracticed but dominating- and the fact that he's alive, that you're both still breathing and barely standing up and-
Tomura wavers, his three-fingered grasp of your jaw tightening as he stumbles, catches himself on his misshapen, injured leg. You grab his sides where he at least looks bloody or bruised, try to steady him as he looks down at crushed hand again. A fresh trail of blood drips down his ring finger, drips onto the floor. He mutters, more to himself than you, "Should get that doctor."
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animated-moon · 2 years
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waking up at 5am tmr but staying up so i can read ch230 of tokrev 😍😍😍
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