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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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I am laughing so hard oh my god clickhole
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To celebrate episode 9 of Itaewon Class finally here, here is a post of some parallels I see between Yi Seo, my new favorite sociopath compared to my all time favorite sociopath lol.
First proper conversation and sit down between my two favorite duo
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Yep. Same. Both SaeRoYi/Watson reacted the same to Yi Seo/Sherlock, the diagnosed sociopaths in the room lol. Yi Seo/Sherlock were demonstrating what they are good at...
queue reaction of
Sae Ro Yi to Yi Seo - "You're impressive"
Watson to Sherlock - "That was amazing"
Gif of RoYi and Yi Seo by @ohyerims. All my Sherlock gifs not credited I found by google search.
Next....
Geun Soo reaction to Yi Seo everytime Yi Seo is being her no filter self
"You're mean"
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Yi Seo at the beginning of the story
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Yi Seo thinking"can the world just explode already?"
Yi Seo seeing those scars of RoYi
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I got very emotional. I didn’t want to let him suffer alone ever again. I decided to kill anyone who ever messes with this guy. (Gif by @setsmaker )
Yi Seo Royi Love
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Gif by @seoinsguk
Due to the limit of 10 gifs, I have to stop here. But I think I’ve made my point why I love Yi Seo and this beautiful duo of Yi Seo and Royi
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“I will just kill those who mess with you.“
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“I’d love to leave, but I can’t help but feel bothered.”
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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Une tragédie
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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I’ll Meet You There - TROS fix-it fic
Out beyond ideas of wrongdoing or rightdoing there is a field. I'll meet you there - Rumi
The desert wind was just as she remembered, sweet and cloying, it covered her arms in a thin patina of dust and loneliness.
Her old mantle, never forgotten.
It had been waiting for her all along.
Her boots sank into the sand with terrifying familiarity as she trudged toward the structure she sought. She looked down into Luke’s long abandoned home. She tried to picture a childhood spent living here, without knowing what destiny had planned for him, and couldn’t quite. The domestic picture was too far removed from anything she knew.
She buried the lightsabres as she had planned. Laying to rest the past, at last.
“Let the past die, kill it if you have to. It’s the only way to become who you were meant to be”
His voice murmured in her head, in memory or longing, she no longer knew. She wished she could comply with his wish more than ever now, to make herself forget her sad lineage.
When she was asked her name, she replied Skywalker, aware than Leia and Luke were watching. They looked kindly at her, and she blinked tears from her eyes as she turned back to the Falcon, BB8 trailing after her. The droid was quiet, always sensing far more of her emotions than most people did.
What Luke and Leia didn’t know, couldn’t, was the vast hollow Rey had carried in her chest in the month since that night. The night when she was cleaved in two. She named herself Skywalker, because it gave her a reason to say the name, to think of the family she had almost been part of, for one, shining second. It gave her an excuse to picture his face, for even just a moment.
She slept that night on the Falcon, staring out at the velvet night, long after the suns had set, streaks of purple and gold gently fading from her sight. The cockpit was cold, but she barely felt it. She barely felt anything anymore.  BB8 rolled away to power down, after trying to convince her to go to bed. She kept her vigil of the emerging stars. Where she had fought for her life, died and been reborn, and lost everything all in one turn.
A sharp throb in her chest pulled her attention back to herself, from her lingering memories. She placed a hand over the sudden pain, lancing suddenly sharper, and grit her teeth against it. She didn’t shy away from the terrible feeling, the twisting, aching agony of the wound inside. She welcomed it. It wasn’t a very healthy way of coping with any of it, but when the pain came, everything else fell away, and she almost felt closer to him. So she simply placed her hand there, and sank into the comforting depths of her discomfort.
She let her mind travel over the desert, searching, as she had started to each night. The throbbing in her chest eased slightly, as her mind searched for him. She knew he wasn’t here, and yet, her body’s mourning calmed when she looked for him.
The first time she had crept out at night, she didn’t have a particular plan or destination in mind. The sprawling city of Coruscant was full of life and energy, but as Rey had moved wraith like through the crowds, she’d seen none of it. She had walked for hours, searching the face of every tall, broad, dark-haired man who had walked past her. When she finally got back to her rooms, she’d slept for hours, the first proper sleep she’d had in weeks.
Now, she searched with the force, reaching out to the far reaching energy connecting all things, looking for him, again and again. She always came up empty, but, maddeningly, not as empty as she needed, to truly start to heal. She had heard from Max that a true force bond would never heal, she would always carry his loss, always feel the absence of him inside her, and be lesser for it. Incomplete. Alone. She had been born one half of a whole, and now, she struggled to remember what she was supposed to do, how to pretend to live, which mask to wear and what part to play.
Finally, hours later, she felt herself start to drift off, the pain in her chest had lessened to the degree that she could now relax, exhausted. The pain only went away when she looked for him, and some days, she thought that was to be her destiny. To look for him in every face she came across, wandering all over the galaxy, just searching, without hope.
She had waited her entire childhood for parents she didn’t know to come back for her, and it seemed now, she was fated to wait the rest of her days for a man who couldn’t.
That night, she dreamed of Ben Solo. In her dream, they were somewhere warm and safe, and she was cradled in his arms. Tears fell down her cheeks, hot and wet, they streaked down her face and fell onto their joined hands, placed over her stomach, the place where he had given her everything he was, every last piece, to let her live, instead of him.
“Why are you crying? We won” his voice was warm, full of humour and affection, and it filled up all the empty dark places inside her for a moment.
“It doesn’t feel like it” she replied softly, and cherished the way his arms tightened around her. It was quiet a long moment, as she turned her head to try and catch a glimpse of her dream surroundings.
“What are you doing here?” she asked, after trying and failing to make out anything in the room.
“Waiting for you” he murmured quietly.
She awoke with a start, the warm of the dream fading to the cold reality of her loneliness. She felt fresh tears spring to her eyes, the well spring of bitter salt never exhausted, running in rivulets down her cheeks, crusting along her lips and dripping into her hair. She curled her arms around the cavern within her, rolled onto her side and pulled her knees tight into her chest, and only the sound of her sobs, echoing through that empty chamber, within and without, accompanied her through another endless night.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/21909247/chapters/52294444
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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TROS question (for fic purposes)
Does anyone know why when Rey died, and Ben was climbing up to her, she was properly dead, open eyes, staring, but didn't pass into the force? Ben disappeared immediately after saving Rey almost, but Rey was lying around there for quite a while, without fading? 
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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TROS
Seen it.
Hated it.
Might literally never watch it again.
A somehow frantic, but also rambling, incoherent mess lacking in meaningful narrative or genuine character development with some of the cringiest dialogue I've ever heard.
It's up to us to put it right.
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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So long, motherfuckers. I won't miss y'all.
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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Tomorrow is the general election.
If you truly give a shit about how our country is run and your future then you’ll go out and vote. At the last general election turnout in my area was a shocking 61%. If you want representation you have to vote. Don’t think your one vote will make a difference? Well 39% of people here could have potentially changed things. Don’t like the party you’re voting for? Well this election isn’t really about that, sadly it’s about making sure that Boris Johnson doesn’t continue to ruin us.
Just remember that the Conservatives have been in power for nine years. Angry that your tuition fees have gone up? Annoyed that you had to wait four hours in A&E to be seen? Pissed off that aunt Pam has had her disability benefits cut? Heart broken seeing more homeless people on the street? Furious that the gap between the rich and the poor is widening? Thank Conservatives. Will a Labour government magically fix everything? No. Will they be able to deliver everything they promise? No. Will they make steps to improve the mess we’re in? Yes.
PLEASE VOTE.
Unless you wish to vote Conservative then maybe stay at home.
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Sacrifice. 
Han’s death will save Ben, not damn him. Han met a death God on a bridge who told him his son was gone. So the father exchanged his life to bring his child back.
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- “If you tell me to stay, I will stay.
             If you tell me to leave, you will never see me again.”
     - “Leave.”
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immortalpen · 5 years ago
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Can Divit #forscience #again
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Sanem, stop running away from me.
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