[Chinese Webseries 2016] Heroin Web Series 上癮网络剧

[zhouboy]

I was walking home....

 

 

 

the streets aren't as busy as it used to. then I remembered the scene where BLY was walking home and cried after hearing the song that GH forced him to sing. then I remembered JY's photo when he disappeared.

then I saw JY's IG post captioned "Be true to yourself" and I went delulu HAHAHAHAHA

 

 

I need to screen cap this. I was smiling with tears, hahahauhuhuhahahahauhuhu whyyyyyy

 

 

 

@shin01 yes, that's the one. gayyox already answered but still, thank you!

skipped 25 pages again. it felt like forever since I was here. XD hello hello!

[bearology]

ZZ. Cr on pic

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Is this from today? Is this before YJ update his IG? lol sorry for my delulu

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[nedaaa]

15 minutes ago, gayyoxx said:

On going ... I have to release both sweets and angsts of this fandom 

it's not fair   i've waited so long for love that bloom

[sandown]

43 minutes ago, Scandani said:

This is ZZ Ig account:

http://instagram.com/timmyxu

which you can find in the first page of this thread too. There's a lot of goodies there if you want to just check.

OK. Thanx.

[Paul Villanueva]

i badly need your help,im addicted to this drama,can someone help me,where i can watch "addicted(heroic)?full episode uncut.

please help  aside from youtube,i guess alot of scene was being cut thats why i tried to find site where i can watch addicted(heoroic) uncut.

[bearology]

CP look alike. Cr @heroincream Twitter

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OMG ZZ lost so much weight  take care ZZ

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[bearology]

YJ live streaming update. He's really into orange colour atm  Cr KillerWhale

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Prepare yourself

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Let's compare

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[Scandani]

continuing @bearology post on dozing off JY during live stream

this is the gifs when he is slowly slowly dozing off before finally really falling asleep, so fricking cute!!!

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sleep sleep sleep

please be healthy baby whale, have enough rest too. Baobei already got sick, not you too, okay?

 

cr. iron-whale

[gayyoxx]

How many hours of live streaming did JY do today? Is he starring his own reality show, Daily Life with JY, or something? 

You, know, they really should make it. The watchers will exceed 30 millions in one day.

More, if they throw ZZ in the mix, yeah, I can dream...

[Nada Helmy]

Lol jingyu is a big dork if his livestream is subbed into English it will skyrocket in views bc he is so hilarious and sassy and a question is it confirmed that he really is releasing his own clothing line? 

[tea4two]

You are two and I'm six.  Through distance, space, and time.  You are me, I am you, we are one.  We'll stay true to ourselves.  

 

 

 

[gashupingo]

So seeing JY saying something about the universe, I thought about putting something about starry night sky as my youtube channel banner/background.
And then after I've done it, I find that the scale size is exactly the same as my pc wallpaper so I just set it as my wallpaper.
If anyone is interested to use it as wallpaper here it is (sorry if it doesn't match your screen resolution)
Starry background, cat & whale icon from google.

"Timmy x Johnny in the Universe":

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[abbraccio91]

Thanks @ryokise for the usual translations.

To me:

-Johnny's Weibo = a place where now he only post normal stuff and advertise news about him, because he's getting more famous, maybe this is also why he deleted some very old stuff. (Stille hope he'll never delete Addicted or ZZ's related psot...).

-Johnny's IG = a place where he's more free, after all his introduction before it was: 'The most important thing in my life is Freedom') and can post his artistic pics with cryptic message. I still think if his today's update means something, he's holding a cellphone in his hand, and today marks one month since the Thai FM. Or maybe I'm thinking too much into this matter and he simply posted one of his artistic pic. 

Concerning ZhouZhou's weight, I read on different sites that he lost 10 or 12 kg, before his weight was 70 kg, so now it's 60/58 kg, it's not healthy at all for a 1,84cm tall guy. (I can't talk because I also lose weight when I'm too stressed), but this difference in weight it's too much for a guy, I believe this is the first time this happens to him, so he has no idea how to deal with it. :/ I'm sorry I'm talking about this matter, but I feel so helpless when I know that someone I care it's in a bad condition, and I can't do anything to help him. :/ (Even if I'm just a fan, I know).

[sohocomo]

It's supposed to be warmer than 10 C degrees in Missouri in May!  I'm cold....let's warm up     @ximichem mmm, white shirt, white shirt, red shirt, white shirt...

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Closing the hotel room door behind him, WeiZhou leaned his back against it, eyes closed. He was exhausted - physically, mentally, emotionally. He should feel satisfied. The concert had gone well. Not perfect, but well. No major issues or mistakes. He should be happy. Rubbing the back of his neck, WeiZhou tried to understand his own mind. This was something he had dreamed about for years, it had finally happened. Why then did he feel so discontent?

Catching his fingers on the back of his shirt, WeiZhou slid his hand along the starched collar towards his throat, suddenly needing to be free of the stiff cloth. It had been irritating his neck for some time now, throughout the post-concert interviews and the time it took to get back to the hotel. When his fingers brushed along his collar bone, his breath caught with the one word that floated through his mind, and body. "JingYu." 

WeiZhou groaned as his fingers kept tracing, back and forth, at the base of his throat. As much as he hated to admit it, that was what was wrong. JingYu wasn't able to be at the concert. They had both agreed, they had both known, that it was too big of a risk for JingYu to be there.  That knowledge did not make it any easier for WeiZhou, though. Of course he wanted JingYu to be there, to see him perform. To be there, waiting for him backstage when the concert was over. To be there, back in the dressing room with him to celebrate. Just to be there. 

But he hadn't been, and it was over, and what was done was done. WeiZhou tried to comfort himself with the thought that at least he would be able to see the man he loved tomorrow. It wouldn't be the same, of course, but at least he would be able to see JingYu. He began unbuttoning his shirt as he tried to remember why Jie jie had insisted he stay in a hotel tonight. Something about fans and reporters was it? 

WeiZhou took a couple of steps before opening his eyes, only to have his steps stop abruptly, as did the  fingers on the buttons of his shirt. Standing before the window, looking out across the brightly lit city skyline, a back covered in a deep red hue fixed itself in WeiZhou's eye. Arms crossed in front pulled the rich material tightly along shoulders and back, defining muscles and bone all the way down to where it was tucked into a pair of fitted jeans. WeiZhou's breath caught in his chest as his peripheral vision caught the flash of a smile in the reflection on the window. He forced himself to look to the reflection. JingYu, smiling brightly, his eyes trained to the side of his own reflection, staring at the reflection of WeiZhou standing behind him. 

"JingYu?! What..."

JingYu turned around slowly, his arms falling to his sides. The two men stared at each other for a long moment, both drinking in the living, breathing sight before him. WeiZhou tried to speak, but only his lips moved, nothing came out. They had been together just last week, but it had been days since they had been in the same room together, much less alone. Now those days seemed like years to WeiZhou as JingYu slowly strode toward him. 

"You were magnificent. You were born for the stage, you know."

"You were there?!" WeiZhou gasped.

"Up in the balcony. Not the best seats, but at least I got to see you." JingYu's hand reached out to WeiZhou's jaw as he stopped before him. 

"But how..."

"Later." JingYu's hand left WeiZhou's face, trailing down the open edge of WeiZhou's white shirt. WeiZhou himself was in a trance staring at JingYu's chest. There was something about the deep red of his shirt that added definition and depth to the movements of the body it covered. And, as the window had reflected their faces to each other moments before, JingYu's shirt reflected the fire that had sprung up in WeiZhou the moment he saw him.

Even as JingYu continued to tease at the edges of the half unbuttoned shirt, his eyes caressed every inch of face and skin they could touch. JingYu took a long moment to drink in the sight of smooth skin stretched over taut muscle, half hidden behind the crisp white fabric. "God, Zhou," he moaned, "do you have any idea what you do to me?"

JingYu suddenly tugged at the edges of the shirt he held and pulled WeiZhou into him sharply. Their mouths crashed to each other, JingYu's tongue finding its way past teeth to one as eager as his own. WeiZhou's hands clawed at his back and neck, trying to find some way to steady himself. Still grasping tightly to WeiZhou's shirt, JingYu forced himself against his partner again, causing them to slam into the door WeiZhou had come through only minutes before.  With WeiZhou trapped, JingYu pressed the length of his body against one that was suddenly as hot as his own, muscle and flesh grinding into each other. WeiZhou gasped as JingYu's mouth left his, only to latch itself to his collar bone, lips, tongue and teeth as forceful as they had been on his mouth. 

Unable to move, WeiZhou tried to push against JingYu, tried to stop the overwhelming assault on his senses, but as his hands pushed at JingYu's shoulders they were caught in a strong grip. JingYu used his greater strength and forced WeiZhou's hands up, over his head, as he threw his body into him yet again, and they slammed against the door once more. Whether it was the force of JingYu's body against his, or the force of his own desire for that body, WeiZhou's breath was knocked from him, leaving him dizzy and desperate. As JingYu continued to taste and chew along his collarbone, WeiZhou could not keep back the deep moans that rose in his throat. All thoughts had fled his mind, but one. "More, more, more."

When JingYu felt WeiZhou's leg run along his, their mutual arousals rubbing fully against each other through their clothes, it caused a stampede as of ten thousand wild horses to course through him. Holding both of WeiZhou's hands in one of his, JingYu quickly undid the closure of WeiZhou's slacks, his hand plunging to grasp onto him, pulling him from behind constrictive clothing, before loosening his own jeans and doing the same. Now with both of them free, WeiZhou added fire to fire by wrapping a leg around JingYu's waist. Falling against the door, JingYu dropped both of his hands to WeiZhou's thighs, pulling and lifting him as his mouth searched for WeiZhou's to begin a devouring exploration. WeiZhou grabbed at large handfuls of scarlet along JingYu's back as his legs tightened around his waist, pressing himself more fully against JingYu, begging for more. 

With a grunt and a groan, JingYu stepped back and turned into the room, carrying WeiZhou as their lips and tongues continued to battle for more of each other. With every step he took, JingYu set off tiny explosions throughout both of their bodies, until he fell back against the wall just inside the bedroom door, gasping breaths coming in between hungry groans. As WeiZhou loosed his legs from JingYu's waist, two pairs of hands pushed at his slacks and boxers until he stepped out of them. Once his legs were free, JingYu again lifted him, even as WeiZhou's hands were trying to push at the jeans on him. They rolled along the wall, shoulders and heads alternately slamming against it, lips and teeth crashing together at the impacts, until the dressing table stopped them. JingYu held WeiZhou to him with one hand, until suddenly slick fingers began to press into him.

Throwing his head back, WeiZhou cried out at the invading pressure which only increased the pressure of his body against JingYu's. As fingers gently, yet urgently, searched within him, WeiZhou scratched into crimson cloth, each shock of pleasure echoed by his own finger's desperate attempts to hold on. Just when he thought he would fall into a million, shuddering pieces, WeiZhou felt JingYu gently leave him, giving him a chance to breathe and pull himself together, for more.

JingYu's hand caressed and pushed at WeiZhou's rear, lifting him more, before allowing himself to slide slowly into WeiZhou, both of them shaking at the exquisite pleasure they created between each other. WeiZhou sought the comfort of JingYu's lips as he allowed the feeling of JingYu deep within him to fill every cell of his body. Slowly he tightened his legs around JingYu, raising himself slightly, before falling back onto him. Again and again, WeiZhou was driven by the way JingYu moaned his name, the way JingYu's hands clenched on his thighs as both sought air with huge, gasping breaths. Holding JingYu's gaze with his, WeiZhou continued in this manner until he saw the fire in his boyfriend's eyes explode.

Suddenly, JingYu thrust his hips with immense power into WeiZhou as he spun around and slammed WeiZhou's back against the wall. With WeiZhou pinned, JingYu pressed his mouth and nose against a chest sheened with sweat, absorbing the scent and taste of WeiZhou's desire. Each quick, sharp thrust of JingYu's hips sent shock waves through WeiZhou that were turned back into him as his back hit into the wall, doubling the effect inside. He scratched and clawed and cried out and moaned as his body tried to find some remedy to the extreme sensations that were overwhelming him. There was only one remedy, and it took WeiZhou by such surprise he wasn't able to do anything except feel every muscle in his body, from his heart to his toes, tighten and shudder uncontrollably.

Even as WeiZhou's body clamped onto his like a vise, JingYu continued his movements with determined abandon. Carrying WeiZhou still, five steps and JingYu collapsed onto the bed. With the force of falling into WeiZhou, JingYu released with a yell that echoed around the room as his body shivered against the one beneath him. Fingers grasping at the sweat darkened red shirt on his back prolonged the burning quake throughout him.

For long minutes, they lay as they were until they were able to breath and move again. Slowly, meticulously, JingYu rolled to his side, leaving WeiZhou with a moan from each of their lips. Lying next to each other, JingYu laced his fingers with pliant ones next to him, softly squeezing them in pulses as his thumb slid back and forth over the matching pulse in the wrist.

"Remind me to thank Jie jie," he said, his voice thick and gravelly from exertion.

WeiZhou rolled his head to the side. "Jie jie? Why?" he asked with a bit of confusion. Did it make sense after what had just happened that JingYu would mention her?

"This was all her planning - my going to your concert, this room, all of it."

WeiZhou wasn't sure he understood. He had yet to regain control of his senses so his mind was still foggy.  JingYu rolled onto his side toward WeiZhou, using his free hand to push strands of damp hair off of a sweaty brow. 

"She said it was her present to us, for how well we've endured everything so far," he said.

WeiZhou chewed his lip as he thought about this. He knew that their 'big sister' cared about each of them, and them together. This would be just like her. He shivered as the sweat on his skin began drying, so he reached down to the still buttoned portion of his shirt, but JingYu's hand stilled his. WeiZhou didn't say anything as his gaze questioned the man leaning over him.

"Don't take it off yet," JingYu whispered, his voice becoming thick again.

"But it's damp. I don't like the feel of it clinging to me."

WeiZhou was only slightly surprised to see JingYu's eyes filling with fire again already. He was surprised, though, at the reason why,

"Damn it, Zhou. For some reason seeing you in that shirt just really fires me up."

As JingYu licked his lips, his fingers sliding along WeiZhou's chest, pushing the cloth to the side to expose more slick skin, WeiZhou felt himself catching fire again as well. He grasped at crimson shoulders as JingYu lowered his head and torched WeiZhou with a fierce kiss.

 

 

[kmmyzz]

@abbraccio91 In the interview with Billboard China radio, ZZ said he lost 10kg due to the stress and preparing for his Asian tour. He also stated that he's actually a workaholic, so I can imagine him skipping meals to focus on his tasks. He did say his weight loss is worrying, and I think he said something about losing his muscles (a bit cute tbh haha) so he's trying hard to eat properly.

But then his stomach isn't well for a few days now, so it's inevitable that he lost more weight than before. I hope he'll gain back all the weight he lost after he gets better, also gets to work out like before. He's too thin that it worries me too, especially his latest photo update on weibo. When I saw it, I was like "You're kidding, right? This is too thin, you're (curse word) kidding me, right?" and my maternal instinct just hit me so hard haha sigh. But he's a grown man, he knows if there's something wrong with his body (+ millions of fans complaining about his weight loss) so hopefully he manages to gain back the kg he lost before.

[ximichem]

@sohocomo auntie, thank youuuuuu 

though I would bookmark this and leave for some..lovely days.. or when I'm done with folder of shirts or suits or gentlemen style >< or when i feel like my summer in Asia isn't hot enough xD 

[sohocomo]

1 minute ago, ximichem said:

@sohocomo auntie, thank youuuuuu 

though I would bookmark this and leave for some..lovely days.. or when I'm done with folder of shirts or suits or gentlemen style >< or when i feel like my summer in Asia isn't hot enough xD 

I will say this - I don't exactly need a cold shower, but I did take off my sweater...

Just remember, this is your own fault. Don't blame me for any 'reactions' you may have.   (You should know by now how my mind works and then you give me picture prompts )

[Scandani]

Auntie @sohocomo reading the story as fast as the flash when I saw you posted it. Roarrr hawtttt #RIP @ximichem thank youuuuuu

 

I do have a question to all of you that have read the novel in the original language, it's an explicit question so I will put it in spoiler

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On ch. 204 when GH's dad visited his son's apartment and checking his bedroom he found all kinds of lubricants and all types of condoms in two boxes by the night stand (GH and BLY was in Tibet at that time) and then when GH came back, his dad told him that he took the two boxes by the night stand. I remember some comment, what? Does he want his son to have unprotected sex?

My question: reading the translation of the novel even the smut part, I never read anything about them using condom tho'. Gel and lubricany vaguely I remember but never read condom being described as part of their love making. I assumed they just do it without. So, in the original book, does it say anything about condom?

 

Thank you!

[charlie10]

Johnny is so intriguingly mysterious again with his 'be true to yourself' post on IG. He really goes for being a little cryptic there - unlike on weibo (like you've all said).

I wonder, weibo is obviously monitored by the Chinese government.  Maybe they're not as good at monitoring IG? Not that he's saying anything controversial but maybe it's a feeling of being more free? I find it quite interesting that he's not posting the same things. They're obviously for different purposes, the two accounts.

I also wonder if he's being seriously cryptic/poetic/profound/mysterious or - considering what a cheeky, sarcastic, humorous boy he is, if he likes f-ing with the fans a bit. Make us all go crazy with interpretations while he just laughs his head off. Considering how he seems to be so very aware of his fans and what they're doing (liking fanmade videos, reading posts and comments etc), it's not completely unlikely.

But how to interpret this latest post? If we think he's not just being ironic, which I don't believe at all, I can see some non-delulu possibilities:

1. He's calling his parents - it's important to stay true to your roots.

2. ...I can't think of a two! I mean, why would he photograph himself calling someone? If he just wanted to be like a wise guru, handing out holy advice to his disciples, why would there be a phone? Is he calling his followers? Is he telling the person he's calling to be true to themselves? Is the person he's calling telling him to be true to himself (and to not become a diva?)? Is he only true to himself when he's on the phone?

The phone messes me up! It makes me only believe in the YuZhou-theory: that he's calling ZZ and saying either that ZZ should take it easy (or to not doubt their relationship?) or that JY is staying true to himself, despite living la vida loca in Cannes. 

How I love guru!JY, he gives us so much to think about. (I've only seen little bits of the livestream today, but he looked tired. Up all night taking care of ZZ, eh? Who really, really needs taking care of. Someone should make him eat, not work, sleep, go to the doctor.)

Finally, I just want to say once more: FOREVER THANK YOU to the translators on this forum. You are a treasure and I'm so grateful - without you, I'd think all posts and articles in Chinese are about whales and continents and porridge. It'd be a very bizarre fandom. So thank you, thank you, thank you!  

[poetato]

so i read auntie @sohocomo ff for @ximichem and basically died. it was both beautiful and arousing BUT HOW so #ripximichem and other.