#still posting to my sideblog bc I'm shy

[maddgical-boy]

remakin my pinned post bc i love spending hours on fun formats. anyways

⸝⸝⊂➜﹒it's me! ⊃⸝⸝

mark/vinny ☆ he/him ☆ minor (strictly 18+ only blogs block me)

hello all! here i post about all things daydreaming-related, as well as some self insert stuff since there is big overlap there for me.

i have mainly fictparacosms (paracosms of existing fictional media). i'm kinda shy about them so i don't discuss them as much but please be respectful when i do. they do not always line up with canon and i just want to be happy and have a fun time.

❤️ this blog is a safe space for all madders/iders and whatever you daydream about. even if it's considered really dark nasty shit, and even if it's willingly! fiction is fiction my friends. ❤️

feel free to send asks about my paracosms or about yours! tumblr is buggy and i am chronically ill so i may not get to it right away, but rest easy knowing each ask is treasured in my heart <3 i'm shy but i want to interact with you all.

i make big use of the block button if i don't like your vibes or even if we just don't agree about stuff. unfortunately my block barrier from my main doesn't extend to sideblogs and i have to block separately from here, which i sometimes forget to do. so blanket statement for all my blogs and socials:

🚫 TERFS AND ZIONISTS/PRO-ISRAEL PEOPLE GTFO 🚫

and hey! if you can spare some money check out the #donations tag on my main for vetted palestinian GFMs! 🇵🇸❤️

if you want to see more of my silly self talking about other random things, my main is @thecrimeofmans-laughter!

below are paracosms & tags!

paracosms ☁︎‎‎‧₊˚*𖦹

these fluctuate in and out of how relevant they are to me, especially because god cursed my interests to wholly take over my life and then suddenly evaporate like sweat. this is also why i have random mini paracosms that only come out of hibernation if my hyperfixation does too! lmao

───-> ORIGINAL

■ queerer things still — five teens learn of the magical secret realms on earth and travel through them to uncover the main para (enya liao)'s mysterious past. all of them have magical powers and all of them have emotional baggage that they are eventually forced to deal with by fighting monsters that target their greatest weaknesses. everything is weird and also everything is queer (hence the name).

───-> FICTPARACOSMS

■ arrows of shield — big crossover between marvel's agents of shield and the cw's arrowverse. at the center of it all is me, because i am awesome. the only other teenagers (and original paras) are cicero (an entity meant to deal with all emotional and physical pains) and jessop jiang (a boy from the typical 60s american suburb who accidentally killed his mother).

■ the super happy life of akemi ōtani — a blanket paracosm for all daydreams involving any of koei's musou warriors games (that i have played, which is dw8, sw2, 4, 4ii, and 5, and wo4). the name is from one of my two samurai warriors ocs, as she has a very normal, happy life with her dad and sister that is absolutely not besieged by period-typical war. (also my icon on this blog is of nō, who is a character from sw5! she's in her dlc outfit. i love her)

■ yttd paracosm 2 — i don't have a name for this one yet shhh. anyway have you ever theorized that shunsuke hayasaka is sue miley's mysterious fiancé and then made a yttd sona that has become separate from you and is also their adopted child and is also dating ranmaru kageyama and then spent way too much time rewriting the lore of the game to fit this change? that's what this is. (my first yttd paracosm is asunaroland which isn't as major anymore but yeah. i have 2 of these fuckers)

tags i'll use ˗ˏˋ ★ ˎˊ˗

i love using tags i love organizing i love formatting i love archiving ＼(^▽^＠)ノ ☆ヾ(*´▽｀)ﾉ ~(≧◇≦)/ﾞﾞﾞ

my original posts -> #mark stops daydreaming for a sec.txt

answering asks -> #mark answers asks, #ask game answers | feel free to send in something from my ask game!

vents about madd -> #madd vent, #intrusive daydreaming | all of these are ok to rb

positivity about daydreaming -> #positivity <3

my art -> #martk | other art is on my toyhouse and instagram! | want me to draw your paras? commission me!

useful madd-related things -> #useful

anything not daydreaming-related, for whatever reason -> #not madd

...and probably other tags i'm forgetting! yayyy!!

all paracosms and paras are tagged #like this* to avoid anything (like fictpara stuff) showing up in big public tags because i am Scared

dividers: animatedglittergraphics-n-more

[heavensentropy]

about me

hi and welcome to my blog! i feel like i have to put on a brave face just to introduce myself, but here goes :')

my name is Erin. you can also call me Rin or E. i used to go by Eerie for many years, you can call me that if u want too because i still think it sounds super cute :) ps. if u knew me when i was called Eerie and we were cool then hmu. i kinda removed myself from everywhere and i feel embarrassed about it looking back lol

i'm from the beautiful land of Ireland, if u want more specifics then u will have to dm me. fun fact: my name also means Ireland, so if u wanna explore Ireland lmk ;)

i'm 22 years old and still a teenager. and in case i forget to update this in the future, i was born in November 2001. my sun/moon/rising signs are Scorpio/Taurus/Libra.

i'm bisexual. and that includes trans and enby peeps. i just think pansexual sounds silly (no offense). i can't tell if tumblr makes me think i'm gayer than i am or if i actually really gay, but i do indeed love women even tho i have no experience irl.

as for my personality... i'm full of love but have nobody to give it too. i think i'm somehow a strange mix of optimistic yet eternally sad. i'm always gentle and kind or at least i like to think so.. i'm a good listener but a terrible talker, i'm so awkward fr. i'm a dreamer. i often find myself daydreaming or fantasizing about things. i think that's maladaptive daydreaming tho so.. i love reading, nd that's not exclusive to books! mangas, people's thoughts and ideas and rants, wikipedia (lol), fanfics, long tumblr posts, erotica. i think my mind is at peace when i am reading :) i love media and culture from the 2000s and 90s! everything seemed so iconic idk? bring back the ipod nano :3 i'm an eternal bedrotter and i know that's not a cool thing to put in here but idc bc it's real

i am not exactly of sound mind :3 but i'm not diagnosed with anything either so idk. ED, likely autistic, paranoia, possible AvPD?, agoraphobia, childhood trauma, obviously depression and anxiety bc u know how it goes.

this blog will mostly be sfw, but minors dni anyway. i have a kink sideblog which u may or may not know about. i don't want to link it here but mutuals and cool girls can dm me for it.

and speaking of dms, my dms and asks are open to all! be as weird and as real as you want. but i might be shy if u are a pretty girl. and i'm probably less tolerant of weirdness from those types of men.. we all know the type..

i also have discord, you can ask for it but unless u are a mutual u will be unlikely to get it.

anywayz, if u made it this far then thanks for reading and i hope we can be friends because that's the whole reason i have tumblr in the first place! :)

xx

[ezralva]

I've been following you for a coupla years now ever since your xicheng era. It's interesting to see whenever you get into new fixations, it introduces me to lesser animes or BLs or new ships that otherwise I would never think of and more often than not I got hooked to them thanks to you 😁 I'm very shy and awkward so mostly in fandoms I'm in im just a silent enjoyer and follower. I'm so happy when you started posting and reblogging jjk because it's a fandom I've been silently lurking for years and moreover because you like stsg and also chousou because they are one of my favorites too. I pretty much enjoy reading your posts and your reblog tags, they are funny! May you share how you got into that? Because you mention one time that you regret those who drew you into jjk 😅 is it something to do with big fandom?

Ps. I like your fic so much, it's like a healing session after chapter 236, I thought i'd let you know here because i'm too shy to comment directly on the fic

Omg this is so sweet of you, anon, thank you! I hope y'know your kind words just made my whole day <3. Wow if you've been following me that long then you shud go off anon so I wud know who you are ^^ but I get it! I enjoy being silent lurker and follower too from times to times.

Also wow I'm amazed you've put up with my everchanging fixations that long lol I know I'm annoying that whenever I'm into new fixation then I wudn't shut up abt it for a while and too lazy to ever make sideblogs. Anw, I don't really remember when I said that ahaha I'd most likely just joked or be sarcastic when I wrote that. I did feel so much pain knowing my otp is a doomed ship but it's nothing I didn't know before I even started jjk. Moreover it ended in a good note for me what with the latest chapters of them so it's all good now. The abundant loveable characters of jjk making it easy to explore other dynamics and ships too. Even dynamics I'd usually nvr entertain so it's been an eye opener experience! I don't regret a thing. Glad to know we share similar tastes :)

but yea I'm really not good with big fandoms overall and am usually content with the tiny corner of my own. My last experience with big fandoms, before I switched completely to obscure fandoms, were too unpleasant that I didn't wish to ever repeat it. But I'm more adept with curating what I wanna see now so I won't get put-off or get bored quickly. Tiny fandoms are nice and comfy but they were oftentimes unsustainable for me due to the lack of interactions. Still, I'm so happy to hear my shitposts could actually introduce you to new fixations!

Abt how I get into jjk. Well, unlike any other animes mangas I'm into, I actually have irl friends and coworkers that are fans of jjk. 3 of them are close to me (one of them is my spouse lol) and had literally pestered me to try it for long so they'd have someone to talk with. So I'd known about it since around 2 years ago when the movie came out. I was curious bcs it was such a hype around me even though they were all adults who usually didn't even watch anime so there must be sth different abt it. Yet I kept putting it off cz I was just not into supernatural fantasy shounen. I decided this year would be a good time to start since with season 2 the hype around me was too high that I just got swept in it, naturally. I cudn't tamp down my curiosity any longer plus I got time now during this break so why not, right? The thing is my irl friends arent into simping let alone shipping (at least not that I know in public, who knows what they might be doing in private) so I keep that side here ofc!

Awwwh thank you so much for letting me know you like my fic! Ch 236 was indeed devastating for a while tho it was still a HE in some aspects (for me). It's an outlet for me to pour my HCs for the characters that stuck with me. I hope you know that even if it's just excited emojis, a comment in the fic worths a lot for authors cz it let them know not just abt whether their fics are being read and liked, but how their works actually affect the readers, it's a potent drive for authors and feedbacks are helping authors so you don't need to be shy 😉

[semiotomatics]

okay, trying a thing

i've started two new sideblogs:

@thefourthtale, a mental illness/vent/general negativity blog. anyone can follow, but check the description for potential triggers

a private blog, for posting stuff that steers a lil too close to doxxing territory on my main blog (face reveal, location stuff, work stuff, etc). mutuals are welcome to ask for the url, and i guarantee if we've interacted, like, at all (even if you just show up in my notes a lot) i'll be happy to give it to you. seriously. don't be shy.

why am i doing this? well, tbh, bc i've gained a decent amt of followers (over 1600 now!) over the years and while i know and love and trust many of you, it's not all of you. also, there is still a bit of fear abt ppl from my IRL life finding this blog and seeing things i Do Not Want Them To See lol. i may end up tweaking the distribution of ~content (gross) as i go but for now this seems like the easiest way to do it

so there you go! while i'm talking abt sideblogs, there's also my twenty one pilots blog @silverlininghills and my brand spanking new disco elysium blog that doesn't even have any posts yet whoops @polychromeghost. feel free to follow those for even more Targeted Content (pukes)

[legendofzacian]

Hey rotumblr! My name is Lori, my pronouns are they/them and I am 22 years old. I'm currently studying history at Hammerlocke University. I'm originally from Johto and have family pretty much all over so don't get confused if I suddenly start Kalosposting haha!

I also do work at Hammerlocke Stadium, no I can't get you an autograph from Raihan, no I can't process any complaints over this blog or any of my personal social media for that matter and no, we legally do not have a ghost type problem. Now let me post about poison types and medieval history in peace, thank you.

This is my current mon line up: Cora - Sandshrew - My very first pokémon! I got her when I was 7 and she still feels very protective of me, even though I'm way bigger than her now. She's extremely useful for unearthing artifacts and bones when out in the field. But more importantly she's like family to me. I would feel a lot more homesick without her. Dad - Quagsire - She's not my actual dad but I did think it was funny to name her that when I was 12 (I still think it's funny). She's an absolute sweetheart and never fails to brighten my day. Just like my actual dad used to do.

L - Unown L - I caught them for shits and giggles once and me and my friends used to trade him a lot in a "Take the L" type joke. I don't think it bothers them that all that much but I did stop eventually bc I was starting to feel bad for them. They enjoy rice crackers and bubble baths.

Tristan - Applin - A girl at uni gave him to me. He's super shy and not really accustommed to me yet but I did manage to get his interest once with a meowth-toy, so we're making progress!

Liam - Zorua - Newest addition to the team. My friend Grace gave one of her many Zoruas that she bred during shiny hunting to me. He's an ordinarily colored Zorua, which doesn't make him any less special. He can be best described as "no thoughts, head empty, only heart".

((OOC and tags after the cut))

Yeah so this is my Poké-RP sideblog. I'll mostly just post random shit, I'll try to be canon compliant but will mostly make stuff up as I go bc it's fun.

Tag masterlist:

ghost hunting adventure ahoi - RP event I played with Grace, includes hints of Lori-Lore.

Pokéhistory - Some additional lore to the Pokémon world, mostly canon compliant with the games.

poison types - Lori likes to talk a lot about poison types.

art - Sometimes I draw stuff.

swearing - This character doesn't really swear but sometimes it happens.

I try to tag for triggers with "cw" but please feel free to write me if I mess up or need to tag something for you. Lori's appearance (or how they are percieved vs how they feel most of the time):

I will add some of my own art eventually.

[scaredyships]

Renegades (Din Djarin x gn!Reader) | pt. I

y’know what, it probably makes more sense to crosspost the entire chapters rather than just post links. :v So here we go! 

summary: You're used to your job as an infochant sponsored by the Bounty Hunters' Guild bringing you the occasional violent incident. But when a certain Mandalorian you've helped out before comes to you for help and accidentally brings his very dangerous problems along with him, it's all you can do to let yourself get dragged into it.

word count: 4.3k 

author’s notes: If other people are allowed to write reader-inserts where the reader character has specific qualities about them then I’m allowed to as well. :v This is going to be a big multi-part reader-insert fic following the show, starting almost immediately after Mando escapes with the Child from the Guild. With how much I’m churning out per part, it’s going to be a long fic. Slow burn, mutual pining, the works - however, no smut. No allusions to it either. I’m ace and this is my own personal indulgent work where Mando is also asexual to some degree, as is Reader. 

Reader is very mildly Force-sensitive, but doesn’t know it. The sensitivity manifests in them being able to sense the presence of people, impending danger, and being a little luckier than usual when it comes to anticipating oncoming attacks. They can also vaguely pick up on others that are Force-sensitive, but it comes off as a weird sense of familiarity. Grogu can tell what's going on, but there's no way for that to be communicated.

Part 1 (you are here) // ao3 link

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It wasn’t every day that you’d get a Guild member coming through your doors. Granted, you’d get all sorts of customers as an informant, but Guild members tended to be the proud sort that would rather start their hunts from scratch and not bother trying to get help from anyone. Even if that help was in the form of extensive galactic maps and planetary inhabitants that held more detail than most databases - courtesy some archives from a long-established library somewhere on Coruscant - and would come in handy once they determined what direction they were going.

It was even less often that a Guild member would try to sneak in and take you by surprise, trying to keep the knowledge that they’d even been there hidden from anyone that may be watching. Or to try and intimidate information out of you for the fee of letting you live, if they were new to the bounty-hunting field and were preoccupied with maintaining the reputation of a mercenary. Those types annoyed you to no end.

Today seemed to be one of those days.

Without fail, you always got a strange niggling in the back of your mind when someone was around that shouldn’t be. You never could explain why it was that you could do that, but it came in handy and in turn took the visitors by surprise that you knew they were there. You liked to think that’s part of why you were able to maintain your reputation within the Guild as a preferred informant.

The strange sensation was there. But it was… different somehow. You stood from your desk and brought a hand to hover near your temple, focusing on it. No, this was stronger. Not just in the way that you felt when there was more than one person, either. It was stronger, and despite being so foreign, it had an almost familiar sense to it. You furrowed your brow, eyes darting aimlessly as you tried to process it.

You stepped out from behind your desk, the work you’d been doing double-checking and updating your own archives forgotten as you cautiously reached for a hold-out blaster you kept within hand’s reach. You could never be too careful with potential clientele.

There really weren’t many places in your “office building” to go from where you were. A hallway with a small set of stairs that led to your living space, and the front door. There was a back door to the living area and a few windows that would every so often have to have their grating replaced on, and if someone was feeling especially sneaky there was an air vent that dropped into the center of the hallway.

You turned your eyes towards the ceiling, where just above was the modest kitchen area. Whoever was setting off your stranger senses, was there, even though they weren’t making noise. You sighed quietly to yourself and padded your way towards the stairs and the doorframe that led to the area, blaster ready in your hand.

Rounding the corner slowly, face blank, you glanced up and watched for any shadows or other movement on the walls ahead of you. Still no sound - though you swear there was an almost sub-audial humming that wasn’t there before, the kind you’d expect from idle machinery. You hadn’t left anything on, you knew that much.

You rolled your eyes at the thought of some meathead bringing some convoluted contraption to interrogate you with. Wouldn’t be the first time.

Might as well get this over with.

“Hey, I know someone’s up there. Your sneaking isn’t going to work on me. State your business.”

You stepped up the stairs, blaster slightly raised, not trying to be silent anymore.

You barely made it to the top step when a pair of hands grabbed you, one slamming over your mouth and the other wrenching your arm just enough to make you drop your weapon, and you were bodily lifted and pinned against the wall just to the side of where you’d been entering the room. You pushed back instinctively, trying to wrench your arm free and thinking about how effective it would be to try and bite the glove-clad hand over your mouth—

“Y/N.”

The modulated hiss of your name burst through the fight-or-flight haze that had taken over, and with a jolt you registered the Beskar helmet in front of you. All your movements stopped as you stared, dumbfounded. There was no forgetting that “face”, no matter how long it had been since you last saw it.

To be truthful, even though you’d only met him a few times before, this Mandalorian was by far the most bearable of the Guild that came to you for information. To-the-point with what he needed, no awkward attempts at small-talk, and despite how blunt he was, surprisingly polite. It made those few encounters memorable and had you wishing for more in the future over other clients. Of course fate would have it be like this.

In all honesty, the physical closeness of the whole thing was throwing you for a loop and your mind was choosing now of all times to remind you of how touch-deprived you were, and bringing back to the surface those old vaguely fond feelings for this man that occasionally crossed your path. But you were still lucid enough not to let that be at the forefront of your mind.

You quirked your eyebrow at him as he carefully released your arm, motioning for you to stay quiet. You were just barely able to nod your head enough to indicate you understood. He slowly removed his hand from your face, moving as if he went too fast you’d spook like a trapped animal and lash out.

Something was very off if Mando of all people was sneaking around your place and trying to keep you quiet. He was the last person to care about what the rest of the Guild thought about what they saw him doing, he just cared about getting jobs done and doing so as efficiently as possible. You’d heard enough about his reputation to know that much.

This predicament all but confirmed the talk you’d heard around town that Mando had gone and broken some big rules, something about going back on a bounty after turning it in, and now had a price of his own on his head.

You swept your hands out to the sides in your most “what the hell” motion you could muster. You didn’t miss the very slight sag in Mando’s posture, like he had quietly sighed.

And that’s when you noticed it.

You stared at the egg-shaped pod floating in the middle of the room. The source of the humming you’d heard earlier, no doubt. What was he carting around that was so valuable he had to take it with him instead of leaving it on his ship?

The quiet noise that came from it made you start. It almost sounded like… something alive was inside.

You gave Mando a sidelong stare. The Beskar warrior tilted his head in your direction, just enough to indicate he was looking back at you.

“Mando… what did you do.”

You watched with baited breath as he approached the pod, standing close by its side as he keyed in something on his wrist panel to open it. You knew he was honorable, but some morbid part of your mind expected something viscerally upsetting to greet you.

What was actually inside, took you more by surprise than anything you could have imagined.

Sitting up amongst a pile of blankets and peering at you with curious dark eyes and perked oversized ears, was a baby unlike any you’d ever seen. You were pretty well-versed on the galaxy’s species, but this one escaped you entirely. And somehow, you still felt some kind of familiarity towards it. This was what was causing that other strange sensation earlier.

You blinked owlishly at it. It blinked back.

“...he’s just a kid.”

It was a low murmur, one you barely caught, but it struck you with the force of a thunderclap. The last two minutes alone had completely upturned any previous conceptions you may have had about the bounty hunter and what kind of person he was.

You did not understand why he was trusting you with this. At all. Yet here you were, and there he was.

You didn’t realize you’d been slowly moving towards the pod until you were arm’s length from the child and it chirped at you, reaching up with a curious hand in your direction, his eyes bright and watching you expectantly. Your hand drifted upwards and you cautiously let the little one grasp your finger, transfixed.

A familiar voice brought you back to reality.

“I need options for lying low, somewhere off the grid. You’re currently my best option for getting them.”

You turned your head to look at the Mandalorian. It was a simple enough request, but the circumstances being what they were, he was clearly pressed for time and needed to be as discreet as possible with his actions.

Glancing back at the child and carefully removing your hand from its grasp, you didn’t miss the way he seemed somewhat disappointed to no longer be the center of your attention. Sparing a glance at Mando, you motioned for him to follow you back to the office room, stopping momentarily to retrieve your blaster from the ground. He’d been there enough to know that there were no windows to be spied upon through in the lower area. With a quick tap to his wrist panel, he trudged carefully after you, the child’s pod drifting along close behind.

“How extensive are you hoping for?”

“As much as you can manage, as quickly as you can manage.”

You casually toggled on the earpiece you were never without - com link, translation device, and a handy little neural connection that let you activate and sift through your databanks hands-free. It was expensive, but very worth the investment. As soon as you entered the room, numerous holoscreens came to life around you and began pulling up planets based on various criteria - remoteness, levels of inhabitants, general hostility levels, neutrality with the New Republic, to name a few. Your eyes flitted between screens, highlighting the more promising results and using a slight swiping motion of your hand to dismiss the less promising ones.

��I’ve got a handful you can look at, if they’re good I can download more of the information about the actual planetary ongoings for you onto a data stick.”

You glance towards the bounty hunter when you see him nod his head, but notice he’s not paying as much attention to the actual selections as you anticipated. He seemed... on edge. More so than he did when you found yourself trying to fight him after he snuck into your home. The child, meanwhile, paid no attention at all to the armored man and was mesmerized by the kaleidoscope of screens and their data streams, ears swiveling and gaze darting about, the colorful reflections dancing across the black of his eyes.

You weren’t one to fawn over kids, but you had to admit, this one could be pretty cute.

On your way to pull a blank data stick from the storage space in your desk, you froze. All the hairs on your body stood on end and something at the base of the skull felt like it was writhing, yelling at you to get out, get far away, now.

“What’s wrong.”

You rounded on the Mandalorian faster than you’d done anything in your life, data stick falling from your grip and clattering to the ground so you could instead pull out your blaster for the second time that day. This actually seemed to startle him as he backed up a step. The screens around you shut down, plunging the room into darkness now that the only light source were the small lights on some of the machinery and the dim lamp on the desk. The child whimpered, shrinking down into the safety of his pod.

“We need to leave. Right now. No time. Someone’s coming and it’s not gonna be good.”

That was all he needed to hear. With a quick look at the child, he closed the pod and unholstered his own blaster, stance wary but leaving nothing to the imagination about how often he must’ve found himself in similar situations before this and come out the victor. If you weren’t so on edge and consumed with the need to get out, you might have been able to admire the sight before you of the broad-shouldered, Beskar-clad warrior.

Another time.

Noises of someone trying to force entry echoed from the upstairs area before you even made it a step past the doorway to the office. The front door was closer, and while it seemed counterintuitive to go there versus the back door, something told you you’d have more luck that way.

You snatched your outerwear and pouched belts from their hanging hook in the hall, knowing you’d have to be lying low yourself for at least a few days before you could consider coming back home. You were an infochant, you knew of all the possible places in the immediate area that would be good for that.

There was hardly any time to react when the front door was forced open, and an unruly-looking individual aimed a blaster down the hall and began firing. How you managed to twist to the side and avoid getting hit, you’ll never know. You’ll also never know how you managed to shoot off your stun blaster at the same time Mando fired his, so the man was not just stunned into unconsciousness but hit squarely in the stomach by the blaster fire. He fell to the ground with no sound other than the thunk of his weight against the floor. You blinked in slight shock at it, turning briefly to look at the equally-taken-by-surprise bounty hunter.

Hey, you’ll take it.

He nodded briskly and brushed past you to go out the door first, and he was barely through the frame before he was effortlessly dodging and striking out at two more assailants. You almost felt sorry for them as he knocked them to the ground, the Beskar armor rendering their attempts to strike back useless, and used some well-placed blaster shots to ensure they wouldn’t get back up.

Again, there was no time for you to properly be in awe. The intruders in the upper area were making their way towards where you were, and you had to keep moving. As soon as he signaled it was safe you dashed outside, slinging your belt over your shoulder and making sure the pod with the child inside was unmarked. You didn’t doubt Mando’s ability, but you felt like now that you were in this mess, if anything did happen, it would be on you.

And you just saw what he was capable of doing to anyone on his bad side.

None of you stopped until you were several buildings away, but within view of your place. You watched from your hiding place as at least three people moved from the two different entrances, some kicking at the corpses of their accomplices and motioning to the ones going back inside, their words too distant to be made out. You could see some items haphazardly being tossed through the door, mostly your equipment. Your personal databanks were heavily encrypted and couldn’t be accessed without your genetic signature, so they’d find they were useless sooner or later. At least you had backups in storage, so it wasn’t a total loss.

They had possibly realized this, as they left the equipment, and after what looked like a brief regrouping, the vandals parted to scour the streets for any sign of where you had went,

“I think I may have to follow you on your way out of the city. I can hole up somewhere  until things calm down-“

The explosion brought your thoughts to a grinding halt.

Fire, horrifically beautiful, burst through what was once your front door and upper windows as if they were made of foam and not the reinforced durasteel that all buildings in the area were required to have. Everything was simultaneously in slow motion but happening far too fast for you to truly register anything. It didn’t even feel like you were in your body anymore, it felt like you were looking through a pair of scopes from another planet. You could only stare dumbly at the smoke laced with embers as it billowed into the sky above.

“Hey, we need to move.”

A brief clap on your shoulder shocked you free of the spell. You glanced at the gloved hand, and up at its owner. There was no time to try and decipher any further meaning in Mando’s stance, if there was any sympathy expressed towards you in the hand that rested shortly on your shoulder. He motioned quickly with his head to follow him, and briskly moved to retreat from the area. With a small sigh, you hurried after him.

The three of you only stopped once you’d gone past the outskirts of the city, taking cover in an outcropping of rocks.

You didn’t need to tap into any chatter frequencies to know your name was now amongst those that you’d help bounty hunters track down.

Well… used to. That avenue was as burnt up as your home was now.

You scrubbed a hand over your face, eyes closed, now that you had a second to stop.

“If you need a ride, I can help.”

Your eyes fluttered open and you looked over your fingers at the man that just turned your life upside down. You could tell he was trying to be nonchalant about it, stance casual and visor pointed steadily in your direction, but you could feel a sense of guilt through the way he couldn’t stop shifting on his feet every so often and the way he couldn’t figure out where to settle his fingers on his belt. Must’ve been unusual for him to find himself in this kind of predicament.

“...sure. I don’t really have any other options right now.”

It was quiet on the Razor Crest. The Mandalorian sat at the helm, charting a route through hyperspace. The Child had been let out of his pod and was freely wandering the cramped cockpit, but you couldn’t be bothered to even idly watch what he may have been doing. All you could do was stare blankly at the space ahead of you.

It was gone. All of it.

Your archives you had meticulously compiled over the years. Your collection of plants from various systems that made living on the dusty rock you called home more bearable. Personal things you had held onto since your childhood, things that had been passed on to you from generations past. All that was left was what you’d managed to grab on your way out the door, thinking you’d have a chance to come back and resume life there in maybe a day or two.

And you were a fugitive now, too, for aiding Mando and fleeing rather than let yourself be captured and punished. You weren’t even able to get any of the information Mando had come to you for. You reached up and ran your fingers over your earpiece, the only thing left of your once-extensive setup. At least it was still useful.

Your brooding was interrupted by a small tug on your pant leg. Looking down, you met a pair of big, dark eyes peering up over your knees.

“Uh...hi?”

The Child cooed, tiny clawed hands gripping into the fabric, tilting his head like he expected something from you.

Kids were weird.

You hesitantly reached out, awkwardly patting his head and thinking to yourself how the combination of the grooves in his head and his thin, downy hair felt strange. His eyes crinkled at the corners in a smile. You glanced up at where Mando was sitting, to see that he had turned to watch you and the kid. You couldn’t see his eyes but his gaze still burned into you nonetheless.

You quickly turned back to the Child, letting him grab your hand and begin inspecting it thoroughly like it was an interesting toy.

This seemed like as good an opportunity as any to ask a question that had been bothering you.

“So, uh, Mando… why didn’t you try to hide the kid back at my place? You had no way to know I wouldn’t tell someone once you left.”

There really wasn’t any reason for him to trust you like that that you could come up with. The odd consult for planetary guides wasn’t nearly enough interaction for either of you to really say that you knew the other, beyond impressions. You sold information, you had no loyalty to one client over another, and knowing Mando had the kid with him at that very moment could have ended with you possibly… doing something rash, if you really wanted to. You wouldn’t. But he had no way of knowing that. Right?

There was a quiet modulated sigh from the bounty hunter. You changed looking in his direction again, and let out a small breath you’d been holding when you saw he wasn’t watching you anymore. Rather, he was watching the kid playing with your hand.

“...you’re trustworthy.”

And before you could try and get him to elaborate on what he meant, he turned back to the controls.

That wasn’t something you were expecting to hear.

You looked back at the Child, who had moved past your hand and was now pulling at the shiny silver latch tucked into your wrist piece that had your keycard attached to it. All that was left of your old residence. You pulled it out and let him take it, watching him pick at the etched grooves and writing with his claws.

You felt something akin to pain and grim amusement that something that used to be so important in your life, was now relegated to a baby toy. He could keep it, you didn’t need it anymore where you were headed.

...wait, where were you going?

“Mando, what system are we headed towards?”

“Don’t know yet. I’m getting as far as we can go first.”

Oh, good. You closed your eyes to suppress an eyeroll.

“Well, when we have some idea, let me know so I can figure out just what degree of screwed I am for starting over at everything.”

Silence from the pilot. It wasn’t his fault that he was followed, not his fault that the assailants had decided to ransack and then destroy your abode and livelihood. But you could still tell he carried the guilt as if it were. You hadn’t meant to sound like you blamed him, but your irritated tone of voice at the situation at hand could certainly be interpreted that way.

“Sorry, Mando, I just… don’t know what I’m going to do now.”

You sighed softly, absent-mindedly messing with your hands. The Child watched you, his ears drooping at your defeated tone.

“I could use an extra set of eyes around, with watching out for the kid.”

He was facing you again, this time turned in the pilot’s chair with an arm partly draped over the armrest. He was trying to look nonchalant again. The way he peered over his shoulder made you want to hide away, and you prayed he didn’t notice the flustered flush trying to creep its way onto your face.

The Child made a noise of agreement to Mando’s suggestion, looking enthusiastically from the armored man back to you, eyes bright and ears angled high in anticipation of you answering. Why this kid seemed to be so interested in you, you had no idea. You’d only just met him, why was he so excited? The only thing you could think of was that strange, familiar vibe he gave you, maybe it was a two-way thing?

Mando suggesting you stay around to help with the kid at all took you by surprise as well. You slowly turned your head to stare at him head-on. He didn’t exactly state he wanted a babysitter, but with your understanding of his profession you would probably be saddled with a lot of doing just that. You knew if anyone decided to try and come after you for information, if you were traveling with the Mandalorian you’d be safer than anywhere you might settle down. But at the same time, a nomadic lifestyle such as his relying on hunting down troublesome quarry was equally dangerous. But it wouldn’t just be you by your lonesome, and, hell, it could make for some interesting experiences.

“Are you being serious?”

All he had to do was incline his head. You looked back down at the kid, who seemed to be holding his breath waiting for an answer.

“...I don’t know the first thing about kids. But I’ll help out where I can, with him or anywhere else.”

The Child squealed, clutching the keycard he was still holding close. That earned a small chuckle from you.

You looked back up at the Mandalorian watching you both, not needing to see his face under his helmet to know he was also being affected by the small green child’s charm. He finally turned away, back to his controls, looking through the ship’s navigation to plot the next leg of whatever journey you were on.

This was going to be one hell of a ride.

[kingkatsuki]

hihi, jo !! i just looked through those responses & i'm just... baffled ?? like ?? some of those reasons are just kinda dumb. do these people not know that there's no reason to be shy on tumblr ?? like, no one is gonna judge someone for reblogging a fic where bakugo pisses on you or something bc there are worse things out there ??

idk if it's just me, but i've noticed that it's usually people who are new to tumblr or who are on the younger side that are iffy about reblogging not.sfw stuff. they still have that, how do i put it, tiktok or insta mindset where it's, like, you'll get dragged for having kinks & stuff ??

& not wanting your blog cluttered or being too lazy to add tags. just add it to your drafts & do it later ?? whenever i don't have my keyboard at hand (i have a wireless one so sometimes it's not even on my desk lmao), i just add the post to my drafts & get to it later.

these days i also barely like posts unless it's, like, a random chitchat type post from mutuals that usually you don't reblog.

& that one response of saying they reblog fanart & not fics because it's easy to appreciate cool art. like, my dude, i have read fics about characters i don't even know simply because the content notes matched my interests. it's a way to get people into a new fandom. (aka how i got into blue lock, the jjk manga & tons of other animes\fandoms).

sorry for the lil rant. i have more to say but i don't wanna put an angry essay on your dash T-T

So my old, old, old tumblr account was a personal one that I literally just reblogged the most ridiculous fandom posts at the time and a huge amount of the Jonas Brothers and Selena Gomez- so I get the not wanting your friends to know what you’re into.

But like you can create a sideblog in 20 seconds (if that) on here- so I don’t really think that’s an excuse anymore.

I remember back in the day on here some writers said they wouldn’t reblog fics to their writing blogs because it made them messy/cluttered and so they made additional sideblogs for that and there was some fat discourse over it because obviously that sideblog wouldn’t give the same traction/traffic as posting to their main writing account would- but like I just think regardless if you have 1 follower or 1000 followers, telling someone they did a good job makes them feel good? Even if it’s just “thanks for writing this”. Like it just makes someone feel seen? Or feel recognised.

Omg amazing fanart has got me into so many new fandoms too? And like I don’t even like Genshin but god there’s some incredible Genshin fanart out there??!!

Thanks for sending this in though it’s honestly really interesting to hear different peoples views!!!💕

[lilacandladybugs]

Lilac I think a lot of us might have sideblogs, which means we follow from our main, which means a lot of blogs that seemingly don't interact ARE interacting you're just seeing basically their shadows and counting twice? Also personally I am shy and won't reply from my main, but tumblr doesn't let u reply from a sideblog so I just don't reply at all ":3 Also you're a "bigger blog" I think so maybe people just think you're too cool!

Awww w that's so sweet you guys can talk to me I want to be buddies and u can send anons and sign if you want in place of responding from a side blog

My guess is probably there's a few categories

- shy people

- dead blogs?

- people who do talk

- people who are too lazy to unfollow me LMAO

- people who do like mcyt but not enough to make a blog and they just want occasional updates. These people might like posts to bookmark them but they don't do it often so maybe I don't notice them as much

- still leaves me with a not insignificant category of silent onlookers what are they doing who are they Fear

in conclusion you can talk to me and like my posts im not cranky please dont be scared. I'm not famous im literally Just Some Guy i don't even produce content i just talk about other people's content and also you cant be popular on tumblr bc theres no follower counts . idk how many followers you think i have but it is less than that and also you dont have all the facts i love you

[uygmoeb]

Omg no my bean *tucks you in bed* please, PLEASE don't force yourself in replying!! You could easily reply a bit later, I don't mind! Do get better soon with your head hurting? Take something for the headache, drink some water or tea and sleep! Sometimed a good long nap helps this out! Also don't fret about the read more, I legit don't know how to do it on mobile because they updated it so it changed jdjajs

Aw that crew sounds very kind! Im sure with an awesome sauce crew it made things a bit more enjoyable on the job! Ah as for my first language, it is polish! :D I am a polish potato lol

Oohh good question! Hmm, it seems intimidating at first once I realized "wait did I JUST join 3!?" But I think since I am paired up with some pretty cool people *wink, wink* for the event, it made things fun! Like the gift aspect before I got my pairings I was planning the gifts ahead with what to give and how I should do them. One was simple and easy for the idea and the others I had to think a bit on which direction to go for the gifts. So I had a plan per se and once I got to know the beans, it helped things (but making some of the gifts was tricky ngl! Then again I am new to making stuff with gifs involved so that could be why it was more tricky for me) overall I have all gifts made, just need to save them under drafts and post them hehe. But I hope the moa and the other event you are in goes smoothly! I hope you are enjoying them both ♡♡♡ no I completely understand that! That's why for some blogs for some fandoms (who are big names) that I made some mutual bonding i am STILL on anon xD I am so shy to come off anon because like I feel like I can be annoying or boring so anon it is! (Plus we need more nice anons on here)

Oof I misunderstood that I wrote your name wrong djandjaj ignore this dumbo over here lol. Also this wasn't a short response at all! Im ok if you just even post memes as your replies xD don't sweat it, I hope today (or whenever you get this ask and HOPEFULLY do lol) is much more kind to you! ~moa Santa

ok ok i'm back and all good now <3 and believe me, if i didnt want to do something i wouldnt i just like talking to u and having ur ask there when i wake up kshfkj but yeaaah, i definitely got sick after i answered ur last one hskfhjks the headache was just an added bonus of me not wearing my glasses bc im very smart and forget them all the time + being loud with my coworker earlier in the night

yeah they were so so sweet i miss them a bunch, they're nothing like anybody i work with now and i like. really miss them :( i think about moving back and going back to work there.. often... and oh okay that's cool!!

the two i joined still seem intimidating LMAO although now i only have the gift for this one left, lowkey i was horrified to post the other one on my sideblog hskfhfks but the person liked them so <3 OH so u had some pre planning kind of, noted ok will keep in mind, but look at u!! with all ur gifts done!! ngl kinda proud of u, especially since u said some were tricky, i bet they all came out amazing too i rlly can't wait to see what u did !

i'm still scared the gift i'm making now like.. wont be good enough?? idk thats my own doubt ig and considering who it's for im trying so hard to make it perfect and its.. hard with the program im working with lol definitely just going to buy a better program even if it's like a subscription thing if im really going to get back into this hobby like i have been but no really!! i'm even shier with big name blogs like idk why they;re so intimidating but they are skfhgks and yes!! more nice anons for sure, i literally make a point to send at least a few nice anons to my moots a couple times if not more, and thats not counting just the random people i do it too hkfjgks

but yeah!! today was much better once i got up and showered yknow? something abt a really warm shower makes me feel a lot better almost every time lol also,, idk,, i like to give u long responses that way u have stuff to keep the conversation going with, does that make sense?? like, i dont want u to have to pull things out of thin air or to make it harder to talk to me by being dry with my response i guess?? i overthink everything even down to how i have conversations ok it's kinda weird

[xiaoxiongmaos]

this is a bit late (sorry for that, i've been a bit busy these past few days!!), so i'll combine today's mission w the past one!

first off, are there any iconic moments from your faves that you love? and second, i'm here to recommend pinkfantasy as a new kpop group for you to listen to!

i hope you're doing well, xixi <3

- 🗝 anon

Hello! I’m so sorry for the late response myself, I couldn’t open the inbox on the phone so I had to wait until getting onto my computer ^^; hope you’re well too, anon!

YEAH HAHA it does really seem like jisung is your bias after all you wrote but it is all so true!! and yes i agree!! the use of cgi in mvs sometimes make me cringe. like, in monster, that one scene where they edited irene's face was so bad and i wish they went with just a mask or makeup instead. i didn't actually notice that in blue hour's mv (but that was probably because i was hyperfocused on the members LMFAO). but, yes the yg method is definitely a safer method. though i prefer mv's like red velvelt's that are kinda whimsical, kinda dangerous, and 100% sexy. i LOVE those royal aesthetics too!! i haven't seen most of those mvs :( but i have an idea of what you're describing and i've seen some mvs in those style that are just!! top tier!! pls don't apologise for your response!! i really wish i could write more but i'm so awkward so i end up deleting half of what i want to say 😭😭 and, yes i am!! i write and read! i'm intrigued about this writer friend of yours i remind you of 👀 i honestly didn't think it's obvious i'm a writer bc i use a lot of abbreviations and a more informal way of texting, so i'm surprised you picked up on it. i'm curious about what you do on here bc i haven't seen you make gifs or post any fics! do you read?? i'm really curious! i hope you're having a great day, and i'm sending warm hugs your way - 🗝 anon

I’ll respond to your previous ask here as well!

Ooh iconic moments… I guess there’s the compilations of Soobin messing up names that went viral akdkdkfk I usually get a good laugh out of them. I don’t really know what people consider iconic since I’ve never thought of anything people do as such so please bare with me haha maybe also that one fancam of Jisung sitting there jamming to all the artists performing but messing up the lyrics in an award show + the clip of Eunsang singing 2002… it really blew up his fanbase and his voice is such a tender, honey-like one and I still listen to it regularly! I’m sorry I really have no idea (*μ_μ) what’re your favourite iconic moments?

OH I remember watching the MV when it came out and almost leaping out of my seat because I was taken aback at how the face looked… I think if it was a tad more natural, it wouldn’t look as bad akskdjfjs

Ah, she used to be a writer here but she left once the group she wrote for disbanded… I dunno maybe it’s the fact that you word your sentences the same way she did in casual talk? I kinda felt like you were her at first but I don’t think so now because it’s been awfully long for her to turn up in an anon event HAHA no offence to either of you though :3

Oh, I gif! Well, it’s a little more complex than that but I mainly gif. I used to write on main (and post fanart from time to time) before but then it got weird for me after most of my writer friends left/grew other interests so I took up giffing + a tiny bit of gfx making and have been doing so on sideblogs since April last year! I posted fanarts on here to keep main active but I haven’t been lately because I need a new tablet first and I can only do so little on a small device such as my phone (つω`｡) I have a ton of sideblogs but my most active ones currently are those for txt, stray kids & the boyz! It seems like a lot but giffing takes me 1-2 hours per every 2 sets so I can usually make two posts a day if I don’t write for the story I’m working on personally and/or sketch for any fanarts… I do read! From only 2-3 writers though because I’m slightly picky with what I read and the style is either a hit or miss with me. I do think I’m blessed in a way that my day seems pretty long to me; I can study & finish chores in little time and partake in my hobbies/other activities while having more than half of it still left dkf’fnnf sometimes it’s not such a good thing because I feel like there’s nothing to do all day hehe I’ve been studying for my exams these past couple of weeks because they’ve suddenly been moved prior to their date before so I haven’t been able to post stuff as regularly. That’s also the reason it took me a while to get back to you, I apologize again!

Feel free to write whatever you want, please don’t feel shy! It’s okay if you’re not comfortable enough yet though, don’t feel pressured to write a lot either!

I think I’ve heard of them/heard a song of theirs in a try not to sing since the name sounds familiar but I’ll check them out! My recommendations would be highlight’s loved & still not the end + victon’s nostalgic night + han seungwoo’s on & off + bdc’s remember me! My recs are them as groups and an artist but to start you off I only listed the titles I adore, though almost all of their discography is amazing~

[mongniel]

Thanks for writing the basketball guanlin scenario I was the requester!! Haha I'm too shy to get off anon bc my writing sucks and like I'm not known amongst wanna one writers at all as it's only a side blog. I love your writing tho! Can't wait to see what else you post!!!

omg this is my sideblog too!!! and my writing sucks too!!!! why do you think im hiding in a sideblog? i’m still shock people like my writing………. but you really should get off anon!! at least through dms and we can talk!