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Faye, you have me doing fanart! I hardly ever make time to draw things I'm not getting paid for 😅
Got me thinking how amazing The Missing would be in comic form too!
Of course it had to be my fave.
Counting down the days until the update!
It's WONDERFUL!
Mads basically doing his version of the 2005 Pride and Prejudice Hand Flex™️ after already lowkey delivering a modern version of the “you have bewitched me body and soul” scene at the spa… Faye, you’re the goat fr 🙇♀️🙏🥰
Hi Faye!! I can't wait for the update!!
I come with a new question while all of us are waiting.
can you tell us the first thought of LI's about Ghita when they first met? (hooded LI included since they met 👀)
I will try:
Safaa: "Wow.... She's nice."
Alba: "Oh, hello..."
Mads: "Christ, what now...."
Yasin: "My heart has been pierced by a thousand radiant moonbeams, who is this beautiful woman?"
Kuno: "Don't die!"
Hooded Figure: "...Heh."@
Mads know for the first time he met Ghita, he will be in "TROUBLE" 😍
Autumn Leaves
A Ghita Blom x Mads Lauritzen fanfic from The Missing, Romance Club visual novel.
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"Why does she seem so familiar to me?”
Lauritzen’s thought as his words come out from his mouth. If they had met sooner, he would surely have remembered her.
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It was in afternoon. A backpack and a notebook rested on the bench beside a girl with a ponytail. She sat quietly, switching between a history book and her sociology assignments. The world around her faded; even her best friends passed unnoticed.
“Ghita! Aren’t you coming to the dance rehearsal for prom?” Jaynie, her longtime best friend, called out, braking her bicycle nearby.
Ghita closed the book but kept her finger marking the page.
“I already told Saga I’d join tomorrow. I just need to prepare for the university test first. After that, we’ll meet at the café, okay?”
“Copy, unbeatable nerdy girl. Don’t miss that or I’ll strike you down on our pact of friendship!”
Ghita lifted a thumb in agreement and allowed herself to mimic a playful “got it!" gesture, then bent back over her notes. While many of the 3rd grade students were preparing their end-year activities, most of them were also studying for entrance exams to their dream universities. Ghita actually loved the euphoria of creating events—but if she forced herself to do everything at once, she might lose her chance at her first-choice major. So she decided to focus on what mattered most, even if it cost her moments of joy.
A cool breeze swept through, carrying fallen leaves across the park. Soon after, a man in a gray jacket took the seat beside her. He looked as though he’d just finished a walk—or a run. The smartwatch on his wrist caught her eye—it wasn’t common at the time. Maybe, she thought, he worked for a well-known company in the city. His age seemed to support that.
He opened a bottle of water and drank, glancing around. Out of the corner of her eye, Ghita noticed him, but quickly returned to her reading. Usually, it was nothing—she had encountered plenty of strangers sitting beside her. Once, it was a grandmother with her grandchildren and their Akita, filling the bench as though the whole park were theirs. Ghita had played with the children and the dog, but always returned to her textbook. Always like that.
The rustling of leaves, the crisp autumn air—it gave the moment a quiet thrill. One wave of leaves scattered, only for another to fall in their place. A girl on the verge of womanhood, chasing her dreams. A man, barely transitioning into adulthood, already heavy with ambition. Two souls, unknown to each other, sitting with their own purposes. Wandering beneath the same sky that silently protected them.
His gaze drifted to her scattered notes on the bench. He had trained at the Academy, but undercover work left him little time for theory. Every day was pressure, burden, responsibility. He gladly accepted the risk, yet sometimes he wondered how many nights he would have to stay awake while others slept safe in their beds. What recklessness would be created by his choices?
Their eyes playing hide and seek. A flicker of curiosity. A silent stutter. It's like the path itself was nudging them closer—birds singing, crickets whispering faint music orchestrating their inner monologues—for themselves and for each other. The moment lingered, then passed, as they slowly looked away.
A schoolgirl, nearly a university student, he thought. But why spread all her notes out on a park bench? How can she study out here? How does she even understand that textbook? He wondered how she managed it.
In the Academy, he had been among the top students, even cracking his first case in his senior year. His colleagues never asked how he did it; they knew he had instinct in the field—logical, deductive, unshakable. But if the girl beside him had been his classmate, he would have doubted his place.
I’d gladly surrender, he thought, because I can’t beat her multitasking brain. Just look at that book. She aces it all, and that’s… amazing.
Lauritzen allowed himself a small smile, remembering his Academy years—times when he tried to escape class, only to be dragged by his mentor to volunteer in social facilities. Everything was simpler back then. That was when he wished the moment not to die, but for his own goodness, life had to go on, like the pedals of a bicycle that must keep turning unless the rider chooses to stop.
And yet, even as he thought about duty, something inside him stirred. A strange pull. The sense that he had sat beside her before, though he knew he hadn’t. It was dangerous for him to linger on such feelings. But still, the weight of familiarity pressed against his chest, quiet and persistent.
“Lauritzen, suspect heading north side of the park. Circle around and intercept.” The headset crackled to life.
He rose quickly and walked off with purpose. Going opposite to where Ghita sat.
Her eyes followed him. For a heartbeat, her thoughts went blank. Then something inside her surged. There was an ache in her chest as she looked at him, clearly seeing his figure, yet unable to place him. The weight pressed down on her ribs, sinking deep, as though she had always known him. As though he were the one she had longed for—the one she dreamed of when watching sunsets in summer, when touching the waves at the shore as they embrace at her feet, when she whispered silent prayers at night to no one but herself...
It was too much. Her chest swelled with a longing she couldn’t understand, an ache that frightened her.
She shook her head, snapping herself back.
It must be because I’m too tired.
But as poets have always said—lovers are destined to cross paths. They walk through the same places, circle the same moments, until fate—patiently waiting in the corner—brings their souls together at the right time.
You can keep me warm on cold night~
Literally that's the first thing my mind said when it comes to this scene.
What position if I may ask? 😏
Apparently only "I'm not" can send butterfly to stomach and ascend to heavens of gods and godesses.
OOH? FINALLY WE SEE MADS BLUSHING AFTER THAT "NO, I WOULD HAVE REMEMBERED YOU" SCENE?????
HELL YEAHHHH
Why you still deny that its YOU who wants to talk to Ghita endlessly? Ok, talk shop?
Sir, is it too early for meeting soon-to-be father in law?
Miss Mam definitely wants too know why you question her, Mads. Don't mess with ma Qweens 💅 You know how Slavic woman ('though half-Danish) known for their fierce style.
He enjoy teasing her! Well, you got it Mads
13 GOING ON 30 (2004) — dir. Gary Winick
So Dmitry and Lane coded, duh
Hi Faye! I need to ask about that taxi ride. Did they chat? Did he help her with the luggage? Is this something you can share?
I'm 100% certain there was total silence (he said good morning), he did NOT help her with the luggage (he had the taxi pick her up first, and then joined at a nondescript location which wasn't his home address), sat in front (while she was in the back) and paid.
lol i think all of their conversation, and each point of view from every scene. thats HOW i was thirsty of them. yes, miss faye. pls give us our "faithful and devoted" Lauritzen 🤨
YESSSSS STRONG GIRL DAD VIBES 💪
Look, Mads. You make someone blushing so hard😗
GUYS... I'M HERE WATCHING YOU TWO.
https://www.tumblr.com/crowaga-cutie/742519925810364416/i-know-this-is-an-old-thing-but-i-just-discovered?source=share
This fan edit is a way better looking Ian and the transition is realistic.
Credit: @crowaga-cutie
This fan edit is a way better looking Ian and the transaction is realistic.
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🙄I know this is an old thing BUT I just discovered a fan version of older Ian (author unknown) which makes me more disappointed with the in-
Sorry Dmitry, your icy behavior didn't stop my Lane from teasing you 😌
And yes, you are the one who's nervous 😁
Yes, Amala, because they are LITERALLY waiting for you to come to them, and use your friends as a pawn 🤣
At least now that KFS is out (and still running), we can understand where Amrit got that attitude 😌 (re: Ram Doobay) 😂
Confession:
"Unpopular opinion, but I wish the fandom wouldn't be so quick to criticize everything. Give a chance to books that are still in season 1. Don't hate on characters whose background and motives we know nothing about. Maybe don't be so judgemental in general, but baby steps I guess 😅"
Literally Amen 😂
Amen: "Do you want to be mine? You know perfectly what that means. It's all fun and games to you. You never seriously think about anything. So I will do the thinking for both of us and I will put a stop for this.
I'm doing this for your own good. You don't know what I can be like."
Evthys: "What if I do? What would that mean? What if I want to find out? And who's going to be more disappointed? Me or you?"
Can you two understand each of your feeling and be happy, please? I'm here having a mental gymnastics 🥲
This man is on my friendship path yet he always call us Dear, my Moon-faced Dear, warning Eva, try to dissolve her problem before the hunters know that she's a shesmu. Even if' you're not romanticizing him, he's still act as a chocolate. 🥰
But it seems the epistates react to "our dear Eva" differently, so he's sending his Robin to help Livius since they both are chatty according to him 😅 Idk epistates why you despise Livius so much lol.
Eva never fail to do matchmaking. If Titian get to know Herse, then Amen can also get to know Livius 🤣
They are so chaotic lmfao
