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" Do you know what they're afraid of? They're afraid that you're still alive,that we are still alive and fine to witness their downfall. Living is the best revenge against your enemies. "
The Double 墨雨云间 (2024) : EPISODE 1
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The montage of ZYC literally searching the entire world for ZYZ (as Wen Xiao guards the Wilderness for ZYZ and shares his past loneliness - it's very much "I became you" again in play) is epic!!!!
And then!!!! That contract that he signed with his blood back when, that he will stay with WX, the one WX put on the sacrifice stone when she joined the Wilderness for him, to fulfill the wish he couldn't, to assert his humanity really, floating to ZYC...
And ZYC's sword (which is the only thing in the world that can recognize ZYZ's soul) reacting to it!!!
And it ends on this gorgeous, hopeful note - the shot of ZYC's face as he's realized he's found ZYZ, he can now be brought back.
And the symbolism that ZYZ's soul was carried in WX's hands, that it was saved because of his care for her, that it was found by the sword he reforged with his own body (the wood was inside him!) and that his soul literally flew into ZYC's hands because even that remnant remembered and loved him.
THE FACT THAT ZYZ SAID BACK THEN THAT HUMANS RETURN TO THEIR HOME AND HE WANTS TO BE HUMAN AND NOW HE'S RETURNED TO ZYC'S HANDS BECAUSE ZYC IS HIS HOME.
Fuck. Fuck. This drama was perfect. AAAA!!! it stuck the damn landing and then some.
Part 1: https://www.tumblr.com/dangermousie/767305852463005696/may-you-find-someone-who-loves-you-as-much-as-the
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Speaking of insane performances...oh man, Tian Jiarui.
This is only his second (!) drama. That's insane.
I remember watching him in My Journey to You, his debut, and thinking "I have no idea who this kid is but he's mesmerizing. How is he this good?"
And he's somehow gotten 800x better in this.
HOW?
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what if you were a thousand year old demon lord cursed to be a literal walking vessel for all the world's horrors and i was a young upstanding swordsman who lost my family to your uncontrollable violence. what if i inherited the only weapon in the universe that could kill you and you came to me one day and told me you'd help me learn how to do it. what if i promised you, in all my grief and rage, that i'd be the one to kill you someday. what if you were gentle with me despite my hatred for you. what if you looked out for me, cut yourself on my sword to save me from my nightmares, held my hand and healed the bleeding wound and asked for nothing in return. what if you never asked for anything from anyone and loved the world anyway. what if you wanted to die because you thought the world would be better off without you because the only thing you see in yourself is violence. what if they dragged me through the mud and you stood by me and protected me and looked me in the eyes like you'd always done because you understood how it felt.
what if one day i looked at you and realized i didn't want you to die and it tore me apart. what if i'd rather walk into fire, freeze myself for eternity. what if your death by my hand was written in the stars by our ancestors. what if i know how this story ends, know it can't be rewritten. what if i try anyway. what if i try anyway because i love you.
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Mr. Plankton Mr. 플랑크톤 (2024) — Episode. 01
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You are a goner, young man!
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the world is running out of glassblowers and yet you want to become a fucking doctor
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FANGS OF FORTUNE 大梦归离 dir. Edward Guo, Luo Luo, Wei Nan, 2024.
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online communities are so strange because people slip away so easily. you can be on here for years, folding people you've never met into the fabric of your daily life, and then they disappear, leaving only ghost posts scattered across tumblr behind. or their blog stays dormant, for weeks, months, years, until you're only still following them because you remember that they love sunflowers or they were kind to you when they didn't have to be or the last thing they posted was sad and raw and you still worry about them sometimes.
and sometimes they come back when you least expect it, years later, even, and there's this sudden rush of relief like there you are, there you are, even though you barely knew each other.
there's a strange kind of love to it. i don't know you and i want to hold your hand across miles and time zones and oceans. i can still see the imprint of you in this community you left. you don't think anyone will notice or care when you're gone, but we notice and we care and we wish you well.
i hope you're all okay out there. i hope the sun is shining on your face and you are breathing deeply. i miss you.