#pl jii

[sakuramoussy]

Rabbits of the World of Death

Father Death created the 4 Archangels; a Dragon, a Sheep, a Rabbit, and a Canine. The Archangels in turn created 6 Angels each, matching their own species, aged 100 years apart.

Archangel - Yue

The soft-natured rabbits of the World of Death were once the backbone of the Angels of Death, but only the Reaper remains. Despite Archangel Yue's outgoing, bubbly personality, all of her Angels turned out to be patient and quiet, the exact opposite of Yue's own personality.

Angel - Reed

When the Archaic War emerged, the eldest became vulnerable, tainted by the magic of the demon race that plagued the land. The varying degrees of obsession among the tainted Angels usually entailed violent bloodlust and dangerous activities, though Reed's gentle-nature was somehow still present even when tainted. Instead of insatiable bloodlust, she had an unfulfilled desire to have large amounts of children, and she would stop at nothing to get those children, even though she herself could not conceive.

Angel - Cyllene

The Angel Cyllene was lost during the Archaic War, presumably with one of her twin daughters being taken with her. Still, her husband, the death investigator Icor, never found her soul, nor the child he never got to raise.

Angel - Livi

The soft-hearted Archangel created a lively drag-queen Angel named Livi in a day and age where 'drag' was not a term, making Livi an atypical personality that delighted the people he met. Livi's fate during the Archaic War is still unknown in the present day.

Angel - Kahlua

The Angel Kahlua was known for being almost entirely silent. As a small child, he was a talkative sort, but his demeanor changed and he seemed somewhat enlightened and wise after being struck by lightning as a teen. Kahlua is presumed deceased during the Archaic War due to journal entries of other Angels, though his soul was never found.

Angel - Jiiraan

The beautiful Jiiraan is now known only for the compassionate, careful son of Life and Death that still lives in this world. When her child was still quite young, some dangerous humans poisoned this loving mother and robbed her son of his only parent.

Reaper - Pluta

As the only surviving Rabbit Angel of Death and one of the Reapers in the World of Death, Pluta has a lot to live for. Pluta was once quiet and reserved, but found herself more lively as she grew older. She's now known for her fierce strength in battle as she slays demonkin on a daily basis to protect Death City.

#primordial life #pl pluta #my art #pl yue #pl reed #pl livi #pl kahlua #pl jii #pl jiiraan #jiiraan #pluta #jii #my characters #angel of death #reaper

[onnoffwrites]

After recent events, I ended up going back to the beginning to check things, because my first reaction will always be "wtf, this is shit, why would you do this" and my second reaction will always be "okay maybe that was a bit much, maybe he's not THAT bad, maybe has a good reason-

Okay.. that doesn't rly mean anything, maybe she's just worried kaito found something he shouldn't-

Okay.. okay this looks, well maybe he's just leaving some recordings in case kaito found something he shouldn't! It's not like they can hide it forever! The room is part of the house! Kaito lives in the house-

Excuse me... What did .. what did you say...? Wha

What do you mean "designed"?

What??? What do you MEAN "designed to open after 8 years"???

I have been angry since April 12th and I've reached a point where I don't even know what to feel anymore I don't even know what to tell y'all.

Like, wow, omg, movie reveals. Other than family relations, the other thing isn't exactly anything new. We've all read Midnight Crow. We saw Kaitou Corbaeu. We've been in denial until finally reaching acceptance. For me at least. And then we spend a few years bargaining, bc surely there's a good reason kaitos not in the know. That kaito has to be KID. Surely there's a reason? Right?

Right???

At this point we don't even truly know if Jii is in the know and was acting as planned out by the parents or not. Or if he's just like kaito. Tricked, lied to, played for fools. At the very least ginzo doesn't know, so there's that. Not sure how much that would help kaito when he inevitably finds out. Because he will. The fact remains that it's quite suspicious that Jii just so happen to choose to don the KID outfit and become KID to draw out toichis murderers exactly 8 years after toichis death. EXACTLY the same amount of time that was set for that trap door portrait to open to kaito.

There's a lot of implications to think about

#magic kaito #kuroba kaito #kuroba toichi #kuroba chikage #i don't remember jiis name #im still so mad i dont know what to rly do next other than just stew in the feeling #fortunately(???) one of my kinda fucked up fic idea that i scrapped kinda work perfectly with this gaslight gatekeep manipulation ass shit #rambling rambling rambling #rambles #ramblings #also no movie spoiler in tags and replies pls #i know all the spoilers #but i dont want to participate in untagged spoiler discussion on main #just keep it out of this post pls for the sake of people who somehow managed go not see any spoilers yet #im open to yap in dms tho lmao

[moon-sang]

ᴛʜᴇ ʟɪʟᴀᴄ ᴡɪᴛᴄʜ ~ 𝐃𝐢𝐧 𝐃𝐣𝐚𝐫𝐢𝐧 𝐱 𝐑𝐞𝐚𝐝𝐞𝐫

Masterlist

PART 2

SUMMARY: You live with Din on the Razor Crest. You babysit the kid and he gives you shelter and food… It was a good deal. Little did Din or the other Mandalorian’s know what you truly were, and just how dangerous you could be.

WARNINGS: Typical violence, Fem!reader, magical fem!reader, part 1 of an eventual series, a little bit of flirting between you and Din, mature language, ALL TRANSLATIONS ARE AT THE END OF THIS POST, Made up sacred Mandalorian tradition, soft!Din if you squint, pls tell me if I miss anything.

~ Heavily inspired by marvel and the scarlet witch in particular.

WORD COUNT: 1K (1559)

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Chapter 1: The First Lilac Witch

Long before the clone wars there was a witch. More commonly known as ‘The lilac witch.’ 

Through chaos she smiled. Everywhere she went death followed. She was once lost, but soon enough she found herself… that resulted into one of the biggest wars the Mandalorian’s ever fought. The lilac witch was able to kill over 700 Mandalorian’s in her time and probably more if she wasn’t stopped… but eventually she died off, her powers all but consuming her form, tearing her from the inside out. Why did the Mandalorian’s fight against her? Well that’s a simple question…she was too powerful for the galaxy. With a snap of her fingers she could end the world, the Mandalorian’s were the only ones at the time, fierce enough to stop her. And now… the new covert of Mandalorian’s praised their ancestors for their bravery everyday on the 3rd of June, the day the Mandalorian’s predicted she died. 

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“So remind me… where are we going again?” you question as you walk through the dusty roads of Nevarro. “To my covert… We have a celebration today… it’s sacred that all Mandalorian’s attend it.” Din almost instantly replies. You nod your head in understanding. It sounded like fun… you never got to celebrate much, you were too young when your family gave you away, therefore you didn’t know any of your own traditions. “What are you celebrating” you ask again, curiosity getting the best of you. It takes Din a moment to reply. A thick silence coaxing the both of you. “The death of someone who killed a lot of Mandalorian’s back before I was born… we go to the covert on this date to honour all the Mandalorian’s that died trying to protect us from that person.” He finally admits. That does sound very sacred. “Oh.” The two of you walk a little further until the covert is in sight. The covert was small but it harboured a community of respectful Mandalorian’s… or so you thought anyway. The building was tall and dented, dust coaxing the exterior… you were sure inside would look better. “Should… I.. wait out here?” you ask, not wanting to intrude on such a sacred tradition. “You’ll have to come in… you have the kid and people are searching all over the place for him on this skughole planet.” he replies swiping his identity card over a small tempad. You nod in agreement, resting your eyes on the sleeping child, you held in your sore arms. 

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Much to your surprise the interior of the covert was quite dark. The dim lights did little to brighten up the blackness that engulfed you. About fourteen Mandalorian’s sat around a lit candle. The flame danced in the air, gentle orange sparks jumping around the base flame. It was saddening to see that only fourteen Mandalorian’s could come to experience something so special. Before you have the chance to ask what the hell you were supposed to do, the armourer begins to chant something in Mando’a (you presume.) “let mhi reflect upon cuun ancestors, val bravery, bal val dedication at creating a brighter vencuyot.  Bic cuyir jorcu be them, ibac vi motir olar o'r agol ibi'tuur.  Jii let mhi sirbur cuun own preyers o'r te kih amount be ca'nara vi ganar olar ibi'tuur'' after her seemingly loud chant the whole covert fell silent. A minute of silence? The helmets of every single Mandalorian (including Din) were tucked into the place their capes met, at their neck. 

After a minute or two, everyone stood up and shook hands, wishing good luck upon one another… good luck for what?  “Now I must inform you of some bad news.” The armourer exhales. “There are… rumours.” she starts. “That the lilac witch has returned.. We Mandalorian’s do not know how… but we assume the spirit of the original lilac witch… found another body to possess.. But of course keep in mind that these are still rumours… none are proven true at the moment.. This is just a drill.” she exclaims rather dramatically. The lilac witch? Spirits possessing another's body? You almost felt nauseous at the thought of something as terrifying as that. Din’s gloved hand resting on your shoulders pulls you back to reality. “You ok?” he asks, almost sensing your worry. You put on a small smile and nod. “Yeah.” 

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Once you were on the Crest, you allowed your thoughts to stray. What’s a lilac witch? Why are the Mandalorian’s afraid of her? What did she have to do with the death of the person who killed many Mandalorian’s… unless…. Was she.. The one who killed the Mandalorian’s? You groan in frustration… you needed answers… and you knew exactly how to get them. 

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“Hey Din?” You call, once you make it to the cockpit. “Yes?” You smile to yourself. “Do you wanna play a game?” Din’s eyebrows furrow under his helmet. A game? “Why?” he questions. You sigh. “Well it’s just that hyperspace is so long and boring… it would be fun!” you exclaim. A loud huff leaves his modulator. “What game?” You mentally jump in excitement… The fearsome Mandalorian just said yes to ‘playing’ with you! “I don’t really know what it’s called… but you take turns asking questions, and then the other person has to answer them as quickly as they can with the first thing that comes to their mind.. They usually have 3 seconds or less to do so.” you explain. Din hums unenthusiastically, but clearly in understanding. “You go first.” you encourage. Din sighs. “Ok.” Din has a think of what it is he is going to ask and then his eyes light up under his helm. “Is the reason you always fall asleep with Grogu just an excuse to get out of work?” His question catches you off guard.. Regardless, you giggle. “Possibly.” you reply, still chuckling. “I knew it!” he admits, slapping his outer thigh. Then it’s your turn. You decide to start with the basics… then make things a little riskier.  “What’s your favourite colour?” you question with a smirk. Instantly Din replies with “Whatever colour this is.” He admits tugging slightly at the sleeve of your top. You slightly blush at his honesty. You wore an ivory yellow long-sleeve top, with some casual black tights, which complimented your shape. “Yellow?” you ask. He nods. “It’ll probably change tomorrow… and the day after” he admits again. You could almost hear his smile in his words. A small smile tugs at the corner of your lips too. Questions flew back and forth between the two of you for a few more minutes.. Until you ask the question that had been bugging you since you left Nevarro. You take a breath. “What’s a lilac witch?” you practically whisper. An all too familiar silence filled the air once again. It makes your shift uncomfortably. You’ve gone too far. You frown. “I’m sorry, I didn’t mean to overstep any b-” Din cuts you off. “It’s fine.” You never knew Din could be this sensitive about the topic… it wasn’t like you were asking why so many Mandalorian’s were killed by her hand. To your surprise Din answers you. “She was a woman with god-like powers. The reason we called her the lilac witch was because her powers were a very light purple visible energy, everywhere she went… death and chaos followed… The Mandalorian’s fought against her to protect.. The galaxy… it is said approximately 700 Mandalorian’s died by her hand… according to the books and the legends she died from her power… it, in a way ate her alive… it was too much for a human body to take. Her death was on the 3rd of June…… Today.” You quietly gasp. There was so much history. The armourers' words ring through your head clearly. “There are rumours… the lilac witch has returned” You swallow the thick lump that managed to form in your throat. “And… what if she has returned?” You ask.. Praying you hadn’t offended him in some way. Din sighs loudly. “I don’t know.” You feel as your heart rate quickens. It’s not often Din doesn’t know what to do… this was new… but what scared you even more… your powers were purple. You take in a shaky breath. “D-Din… my p-powers are purple.” you manage to croak out. “Yes… but your powers are a dark shade of purple… the lilac witch had a… lavender kind of purple… yours is more… violet.” he explains, slightly calming you down. “Ok.” 

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Mando’a Translation(s):

let mhi reflect upon cuun ancestors, val bravery, bal val dedication at creating a brighter vencuyot.  Bic cuyir jorcu be them, ibac vi motir olar o'r agol ibi'tuur.  Jii let mhi sirbur cuun own preyers o'r te kih amount be ca'nara vi ganar olar ibi'tuur 

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let us reflect upon our ancestors, their bravery, and their dedication to creating a brighter future. It is because of them that we stand here in the flesh today. Now let us say our own prayers in the small amount of time we have here today. 

#Mando x reader #Star Wars #Din Djarin x reader #Din x reader #Din x you #The Mandalorian #The Mandalorian x reader #Mando x you #din djarin x female reader #Din djarin x reader series #fluff #angst #Mando x y/n #Din Djarin

[razypie]

*cue shonen mc music*

you go jii-chan! give that crusty old man's ass some hard whoopin'

also pls dont die omg i was starting to like you sir 😭

#jichang's last bit kinda raised a death flag but pls no #ptj won't just kill a character w/o giving them 10+ backstory chapters wth :<< #but even if he does give him one pls don't off him thx #i believe i've developed a weakness on ppl with 100% loyalty i just noticed 😭 #lookism #lookism spoilers #lookism 440 #kwak jichang

[postsofbabel]

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#posts of babel

[pyaaracetamol-69mg]

I need to dance with her on this one 😭

Pls bhagwan jii🥺

#late night tumblr radio #Spotify

[hyeahgaku]

Hi pls help does Amane-kun did not use any honorific when he talked to Sakamoto??? And how did Kashima address Sakamoto and gang, and what about Hana?

Hi. Yep Amane has never used honorifics when he's talking to Sakamoto, or anyone for that matter -except his jii-chan of course..

Kashima-san also never uses honorifics to Sakamoto, plus when talking to him he uses the pronoun "kisama" -which is derogatory for "you" and also understandable for its use since Sakamoto is his enemy.

So far Kashima-san only used honorifics with little Hana-chan; he calls her "Hana-san" in chap 131.

#askbox

[senboago]

So little thing about Chinatsu’s reiatsu. It’s very similar to Genryusai’s in that it is an elemental representative of fire. It can even appear as such, the same with her bankai. However, unlike her old man, it’s not nearly as strong. While it is fire, it will not burn things or even set fire as Genryusai’s does. Instead, it acts more like a summer sun, able to cause heat stroke and drought in her immediate surrounding, and make the air stifling.

#hcs. chinatsu momoka yamamoto #when you're trying to not make her super powerful #but realizing it #@2000+ yrs old and related to yama-jii #she'd be pretty strong by now #probably above captain's level tbh #... oof girl pls

[chibicrow]

I’MD ALFKJSFLKSJFLAJSLFKJSFSFj

HOLY SHIT, ANJOU MAMORU!!!!! GOING AFTER KAIKUNSANSENSEI’S ENTIRE EXISTENCE LIKE THIS WOW!!!!!!!

jii endo . . .

he’s back . . .

(and then Bushi ends the episode there like they saw the chance and TOOK IT LMAO) 

#natsumi talks cfv spoilers #didn't jii endo first show up in the og in asia circuit hen i don't remember now #but either way #mamo #mamo pls

[mudhornchronicles]

that cantina | din djarin

^ not my gif

pairing: din djarin x f!bartender reader 

warnings: sexual themes and outfits, cursing, adult thots...

fic inspired by this post by @flightlessangelwings 

a/n: this is my first time publishing on tumblr and writing about my beloved tin can. so pls bare with me. also pls enjoy the read + the little divider thing i just made and s/o to @jangohshit​ for the awesome url 

masterlist

As she picks up her 50 owed credits and wipes away the watery rims on the streaky mahogany bar top left by a patron’s 6th glass of cold spotchka, she commends the Dug’s ability to walk out of the cantina without crashing onto the floor. Dugs may be small and slender, but Maker can they hold their liquor. With the amount of people in the stuffy, ill-lit cantina, she would expect the Dug to bump into something or someone in his alcohol-driven state.

Unfortunately for her, she did not get to see the amusing sight. Instead, she began to sense the sudden feeling of being watched. She discreetly scopes out the cantina and is immediately met with the intimidating figure and intense stare from a very familiar beskar helmet. She smirks over at the Mandalorian and give a slight nod to guide him over to her side of the risqué cantina.

This cantina in particular, located in the outskirts of Canto Bight, was known for the racy atmosphere once you stepped through the door. Many cantinas liked to keep it simple and vintage with a bar top, tables, and space to walk through. This specific cantina was not that. Whether you were looking to have a drink and observe the bartenders clad in lingerie or pay and party with ladies of the night, everyone knew this cantina as that cantina.

She met him about 3 cycles ago. He was looking for a Gungan gone rogue and his tracking fob led him to Canto Bight. When he had asked about the bounty to people in the city, they all told him that he’d find the bounty at that cantina. He began to get frustrated, but then he saw her. As she walked to work, she’d caught his eye. He walked over to her and she smiled at him. Mando had never had someone just smile at him, and Maker did her smile ignite something in him. She walked with him to the cantina with her walking in first and him following minutes later. When she caught his eye again, it was for a very different reason.

The worn leather bustier she wore emphasized her chest so much that Mando had to make sure his visor was not distorting the image in front of him. She wore a yellow and black plaid skirt and some heels whose laces wound up to her knee. He knew she was beautiful, but then he noticed the insincere smile she wore as she worked behind the bar. This job was supposed to be in and out – quick and simple. But meeting her made him want to let the bounty enjoy his 2,000 credits he just spent on a Pantoran lady. When he landed the first time, he told himself he’d never come back to that weird place. Yet, here he is again for what feels like the thousandth time.

She turns around to face the inside of the worn-down bar and adjusts her breasts in her obsidian-colored corset. She always wanted to look her best for her favorite client. She grabs a clean glass of water and turns back around to lean on the counter. All because she is the Mandalorian best view in the place, or at least that is what he's told her.  

“Me'vaar ti gar,” he coldly says to her.

She looks into his visor with a stern look. “Naas.”

A lighthearted sound comes out the beskar helmet as he lightly taps the counter and takes a seat. “Kandosii!”

“Don’t know what that means, but what will it be today, Mando? Business or pleasure?” She winks at him while his visor is set on her face. She doesn’t know that the man behind the visor has been in cantina for an hour prior to his approach just looking at the woman he can’t seem to shake off.

“There has never been pleasure, mesh’la. Just business,” he calmly says. She shrugs and passes him the glass of water.

“Never hurts to ask, right? Maybe one day you’ll change your mind,” she says jokingly. “So, tell me. What bounty are you looking for now? I can’t confirm or deny that I have any information for you tonight, but there was a suspicious Twi'lek that came in about an hour ago. He’s on the other side of the bar.”

He looks towards the green Twi’lek and nods. He puts the glass aside and gives her a once over. “When did you get that corset? Last time I was here, you had a purple one. The one with the lace trimming and black ties in the back.” She smiles and looks down. He remembers, she thought.

“It started to get worn down so I sold it for 25 credits. Better than nothing, but do you like it? I just bought it with the credits you oh so greatly left me the last time.” She lightly taps his gloved hand resting on the counter. “What did you say when you left it? Think of it as a tip for your information and all I told you was that there was no Rodian,” she laughs. A modulated chuckle leaves his helmet as he looks at the other bartenders in the place. All in lingerie, more revealing than hers. Although she was wearing a corset, which covered most of her torso, her legs were very exposed. A sight Mando forcibly had to rip away from every time he was here. His mind wandered every time.

The thought of running his bare fingers along the bottom of her smooth legs to the top of her supple thighs.

The thought of how they’d feel wrapped around his waist, bringing him closer to her as he fills her with the feelings he can’t verbally express to her yet.

The thought of her thighs pressing the sides of his head as he ea-

He is ripped out of the less than innocent daydream as she’s waving her hand in front of his visor. “Mandooooo. You in there?” His line of tinted vision focuses back onto her smiling face, the smile that haunts his dreams. “I’m sorry. What did you say?”

She shakes her head and smirks. “I said if you need any information on a bounty! I have a client who wants me to join his little “get together” and is paying a good amount, so I don’t have much time.” She nudges her head up to a balcony set up in the cantina where other ladies are dancing for a group of Weequays.

He looks up and looks back at her. “How much ae they paying for you to waste your time with him?” She smirks and raises her eyebrow at the warrior in front of her.

“You jealous?”

“Jii, dala,” he warns.

She pouts and crosses her arms, which, in Mando’s eyes, only accentuates her chest. “No fair. You haven’t taught me that, yet.”

He sighs. He straightens up and leans a bit forward toward her. “Cyare, how much is he paying for you to go up there?”

She looks at his visor and feels as if she can look into the eyes of her beloved warrior. She looks back down at her hands. “3,000.”

“Dank farrik,” he whispers to himself. He looks down into his belt and counts the credits he currently has. A grand total of 1,400. He knows he can’t out-do 3,000 credits. He still must go out and get The Child and himself some supplies. They can’t survive on the old ration packs he had for emergency purposes.

Truthfully, she doesn’t want to go up there either. She was already given a new “uniform” by the Toydarian cantina owner for the night. A brown leather bra, black lace panties, black ripped stockings, and, weirdly enough, a pair of old brown boots. Weequays know nothing of fashion she thought to herself. As much as she knows Weequays can get touchy, she knows she can’t say no. She’s getting 1000 of those credits. A 33% share is a rare occurrence for Toydarians and she needs those credits if she wants to eat and have a roof over her head. She looks back at her Mandalorian and decides to lighten the mood.

“So do you like it or not?”

He turns and looks back at her. “Like what?”

She does a slow spin with the smile that can melt Hoth. “The outfit you bought me!”

“It’s nice,” he simply says, still not okay with her upcoming shift.

She abruptly stops and pouts. “Nice? I won’t be getting tips with a nice outfit, Mando. What if I unbutton the top buttons?” She goes to unbutton her corset and takes a step back when Mando suddenly grabs her hand to halt her actions.

“No.” He looks at her hand in his hand loosens his grip, but her hand remains in his. “I- I meant that you look nice in it. Not nice as in cute nice, but nice as in you look…” He stops speaking and looks at her. “You look… you look incredible. Any man would be lucky to have a woman like you at his arm.”

She feels almost giddy inside, as if her elementary school crush finally came up to say hello followed by her name. She looked at her hand in his as she felt a light blush form across her cheeks. “You really think so?”

Before he could answer, the aforementioned Toydarian cantina owner flies over to her all the while yelling her name. She immediately let go of her Mandalorian’s hand and acknowledges her boss. He begins yelling at her for not yet changing for her appointment with the Weequay group and she notices the beskar covered warrior tense. Mando stands and faces the Toydarian and begins to speak, but is cutoff by her.

“Don’t worry, boss. I was just wrapping up this client’s order. I’m going. You’ll get your 2000 credits.” She begins to push her boss away.

“You better make them happy. They’ve got loose pockets.” The Toydarian suddenly grabs her chin “If they say jump, you say how high. You got-“ She follows his gaze over to her Mandalorian, only to see him pointing a blaster at the Toydorian’s head.

“She’s going to do what she’s comfortable doing, you got that?”

Her boss chuckles and shakes his head at the bounty hunter. “She’s going to do what is going to make me money.”

She tries to interfere, but the bounty hunter grabs her boss by his face’s trunk. “Listen here, you oversized Kowakian. They aren’t going to touch her and she’s going to do her job. That’s it.” She tries to convince Mando to let the small creature go, but the warrior wasn’t done. “If I hear she was uncomfortable in even the slightest, it’s your trunk on my wall. Do you understand?” All she saw was her boss frantically nod in agreement and fly away as soon as Mando let go. She looks over at the Mandalorian she has grown to harbor deep feelings for.

“What the hell was that!”

He slides his blaster back into its holster and places some credits on the counter, more than what an untouched glass of water costs.

“You’re going to do your job and so am I. You see the biggest Weequay in the group?” she looks over and nods.

He activates the tracking puck, revealing that the Weequay leader was coincidentally his bounty. “Stars, Mando! If you are catching him, then why are you so worried about me going up there?” He looks over to her and shrugs.

“Why would I want you to be in that position?”

She smiles at him and lightly gives her own shrug. She checks the time and takes the still untouched glass of water. “Well Mando, it was nice to see you again. Should I expect you in the next couple of rotations?”

“Possibly.”

She lets out a small laugh and she takes the credits for the water, leaving the rest. Before he can protest, she catches him by surprise with her departing choice of words. “You know Mando, sometimes I think you might love me.” With that she laughs and waves a goodbye as she walks away to ready herself for the Weequays.

He watches her leave and his eyes direct themselves to her behind. Those small shorts that leave little to the imagination as they shape the swells of her ass beautifully. He is a man after all. He smiles to himself as he recalls her previous statement. He lets out a small chuckle as he stands to scope his bounty. “Yeah… might.”

mando’a translations:

Me'vaar ti gar [Meh-VAR tee-GAR] = How are you? (Lit. What’s new with you?)

Naas [nahs] = Good (Lit. Nothing)

per mandoa.org “Me'vaar ti gar = How are you? (Lit: what's new with you?) Can also be used to ask a soldier for a sitrep. If a Mando asks you this, they expect an answer; it's literal.. The response for *I'm fine thanks,* is *Naas.* (Literally - nothing. )”

Kandosii! [Kan-DOH-see] = Nice one! Wicked! Well done!

Mesh’la [MAYSH`lah] = beautiful

Jii [gee] = Now

Dala [DAH-lah] = Woman

Cyare [SHAH-ray] = beloved

tags:

@flightlessangelwings @din-damn-djarin

#din djarin x reader #the mandalorian x reader #mandalorian x reader #din djarin #the mandalorian #pedro pascal #pedro pascal characters #that cantina #star wars

[sakuramoussy]

All of the cute artwork I made for a silly little side-story featuring Candi Cavindish: Primordial Life, Paranormal Geek.

Paranormal Geek focuses on Candi as she meets various other characters in the PL universe; Icor, Gin, Bonnie, Teal, Simon, Lolly, Luis, and her foster parent, Lara.

#primordial life #pl candi #candi #paranormal geek #pl gin #pl bonnie #pl simon #pl teal #pl lolly #pl icor #pl chief #pl jii #pl lara #pl leia #dog #pl luis #luis #lolly #chief #icor #simon #bonnie #gin #jii #lara #leia #my art #my characters #ocs #original characters

[tsuki-sennin]

Hey, lucky you~! A bonus Revice reaction~! Starring everybody's favorite Fenix Commander... Hiromicchi~!

Dear Gaga, I've been meaning to watch this since it was first announced. Now, we're moving back a bit to check up on our good buddy. I imagine this is gonna be pretty quick, but it should be interesting, at least. In other news, I turned 21 years old yesterday~!

Spoilers, I guess...

-The ultimate mid-life crisis... I think I'm having what they call a quarter life crisis,

-Is Ikki a Soy Boy or an Barbecue Man? ...at least, Tonkatsu is very analogous to barbecue sauce, I believe.

-"Bruh Moment" -Vice, 2022

-Saucy baka.

-Oh c'mon, a pun on the sauce? That seems a bit... ea-soy.

-Ikki angy.

-WE FOUND HIM

-...I mean, I knew we would, but...

-Hey there, Hiromicchi. You uh... doin' okay there, bud?

-Gaga... that's what kids sometimes call their moms in Miyagi prefecture, yeah? I hear that Junya Komatsu was born in Ishinomaki, the adoptive hometown as Shotaro Ishinomori himself!

-What a sweet lady you are, Gaga :)

-Revice's spin-offs have a habit of making me cry, so I'm definitely

-Katsuya Kadota... a fine, upstanding family man he must've been.

-Oooooooh, that yakisoba looks fantastic! Hey, Hiromicchi... would either of you mind if I stayed for dinner?

-Ohhh, man...

-Bathtime!

-Doggy do a bork

-Ahhh, we're delving into his bullying...

-Jackals are dogs. ...dog enough, at least. Wonder if Kagerou does

-Our crybaby intended to die in the first episode became the absolute Chad he was destined to be.

-And now he's making me cry too. :(

-Wow, he forgot everything about Fenix, huh?

-What the hell did they send him?

-Sent them his uniform

-Dude... :(

-How can we help you kid?

-Oh, asking the real questions!

-He ain't Ridin' that Kamen no more.

-Ah, Yasu-jii, you can get a big scary dog or a pitchfork to help you. Maybe even set up one of those fancy tripwires!

-Man though, this is like... way more tragic than I was expecting. Hiromi's completely shutting himself out of his hero ideals.

-There they are. Ikki-nii and Dai-chan, Hiromicchi's two best buddies in the whole world.

-Oh shit, Gaga! Are you okay?

-Ahhhh, Strawberry Thief. I assume their identity is that kid from earlier. Yuki-kun, right?

-MARRIAGE!? Hiromi, dude, you don't gotta!

-Ah, yep, it is the kid.

-Force Ghost Wakabayashi returns!

-Hiromi... :(

-Gaga, pls :(

-Well, in a certain sense, he did, what with Chigusa, Tatsuhiko, Wakabayashi, George... if I remember right and to a lesser extent Akemi...

-"No rush for a grandkid sweetie, okay?"

-Ok, saying that... and immediately being followed by Hiromi thinking about all the people in his life, most of whom are men... and specifically him in the Igarashi bath with Ikki...

-Overcoming all those brutal and painful odds... to become a true superhero. That's a very Hiromi thing to do.

-Oh no, don't tell me...

-OH FUCK

-T

-To be next.

-WHADDYA MEAN "TO BE NEXT" GAGA'S DOWN ON THE GROUND HOW DARE YOU TEASE ME LIKE THAT

-No, really, this is incredible drama, I'm living for it.

-I don't know when the next episode's coming out, but the tension and sorrow present all throughout this episode tells me that this whole little mini-series is gonna be a real ride.

#kamen rider #kamen rider revice #revive the vice: imprinted like stamps and fossils #revice spoilers #dear gaga #dear gaga spoilers

[system-of-a-feather]

6 and 12 pls

#6 is here 

12) Does anyone have any accents? What kind?

Lucille has a bit of a British accent that apparently gets worse the more “annoyed” (as in amused annoyed than actually annoyed) he is and apparently Jii “sounds like Lucille”. I havent heard them when they front so I can’t say for sure.

Beyond that we don’t really have any accents in the system. Our mom told me today that I have a “matter-of-fact” voice constantly if you count that as an accent.

-Ray (Gatekeeper)

#alter: ray #system asks #system ask #ask #asks #accents

[north-peach]

Can someone please DadTM Ichigo? The guy needs go be a teen for once in his life pls.

Headcanon that it would be Byakuya. 

Like, wouldn’t that be so awesome?

I mean, it could go Kisuke, Byakuya, or Shunsui and Juushiro or... Yama-jii?

Point is, there are a lotta options.

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#posts of babel

[asknarashikari]

Can I get Shinkenger sugar/cheese pls

Have some Shinkenger ensaymada lmao

When a guy started courting Kaoru, all of the Shinken guys showed up to interrogate him. By challenging him to a four-on-one sword duel. Uh oh.

The girls then retaliated by challenging them to a sword duel on the boy’s behalf (even though Kaoru intended to turn him down). The boys lost. BADLY.

Jii taught Takeru the guitar after everything ended. Takeru used this skill to court Mako by writing a love song for her, much to her surprise.

Takeru also used these skills to assist Chiaki in courting Kotoha, much to his vassal’s great relief because Chiaki can’t play anything that isn’t a video game

Ryuunosuke eventually met Woz, via the powers that be, and they became extremely competitive as to who was more devoted to their tono/maou

#samurai sentai shinkenger #ask #lordartsy