#yeah yeah I’m at risk of it being a little OOC due to the fact that for the moment I’m a tristamp only

[ohitslen]

Back to my Wolfwood being the oldest sibling bs, I’m thinking about how he has definitely done a joke or a prank that he didn’t know it would make the one at the end of it cry or something, so he would low key panic while instinctively trying to make them calm down and also bribe them into not telling about it to anyone else

This brings me to thinking he would do something like that to Vash, and paired with the fact that he tends to overreact as a comic relief (we know why we dont talk about thisrn) to whatever is going on, Vash would probably cry over it or act deeply offended

Now, while I think WW would know it was an overreaction just for comedy’s sake, I also think his older sibling instinct would kick in and would be like “hey hey calm down- it was a joke I promise I’m sorry- don’t tell anyone about this- no don’t cry- stop that- hey it’s okay shit sorry no- do you want a lollipop- I have one of those- don’t cry-”

[makeste]

BnHA Bonus Rant: Top 10 Anime Betrayals

or, ITP makeste talks about the mysterious ~U.A. traitor~ and who it could be.

this was originally typed up as part of my recap for chapter 83 (which I won’t link here due to tumblr being picky about posts with links in them, apparently? but you can find it under the “makeste reads bnha” tag), but it got so long that I cut it out and made it into its own post. also, this post is spoiler-free, assuming that you are caught up with the anime. I haven’t gotten much further along myself (only up to chapter 141), so I’ll request for manga spoilers to be left out of any discussion lol.

okay, so! to start off, I’ve gone back and forth on the whole traitor thing. part of me doesn’t want there to be a traitor in U.A. because there are a lot of ways to fuck that up, story-wise. I don’t want it to feel forced, or for the other characters to look really stupid in hindsight for not having figured it out, or for the traitor to be someone I really like and so it ends up feeling weird and OOC because I was so sure they were a good guy. and also, I don’t necessarily think that a mole is the only possible explanation for the attacks on U.A. there are a other ways the villains could have been getting their information. mind control/mind reading, or disguises, or hacking into U.A.’s security, etc. there are other possibilities, and most of these don’t even require quirks to boot.

having said that, I will acknowledge that the fact that the story brings this possibility up repeatedly and discusses it at length makes it much more likely to actually be the case. otherwise it’s a waste of a plot seed. so fine, for the time being let’s assume there is indeed a traitor. and I know I said not too long ago that I wasn’t going to discuss this, but I say a lot of things, and it turns out I have some thoughts on this after all so. lol.

here are my top 10 suspects for U.A. traitor, ranked from least to most likely.

10. All Might

nah just fucking with y’all. it’s definitely not All Might.

9. Aizawa

yeah, gonna go out on a limb and say it's not the guy who was nearly murdered by the villains and sustained permanent damage in the USJ attack.

8. Vlad King

I feel like if it was Vlad, he would have tried harder to keep his own students out of the crossfire. also he has a dog. he’s a nice person, dammit. shame on you for suspecting this poor man.

7. Snipe The Sheriff

he’s not a prominent enough character to be the traitor. it wouldn’t be enough of a shock.

6. Midnight

can we not have the sole female U.A. faculty member be the goddamn traitor please and thank you

5. One of the Students

first of all how dare you

but second of all, shit. I feel like this is the first of these options that’s actually a legit possibility, if only because the shock value would be off the charts. but I don’t like this because we’ve gotten to know almost all of these kids extensively, and they’re all goddamn heroes. these are good kids. don’t tell me one of them has been secretly evil this whole time. that’s not gonna fly, and would be incredibly difficult to pull off without it feeling contrived and stupid. but it would be shocking though, ngl.

there is, however, one exception to this, and it’s a big one. but I’ll get to that in a little bit.

4. Rat Principal

first of all, Rat Principal is clearly evil regardless of whether he’s a traitor working with the League of Villains or not. I mean just look at him. he’s a cute little rodent thing with an unparalleled IQ who likes to drink tea and plot things in his office. and also he was experimented on or whatever and is clearly a little deranged. really, the only reason I don’t think he’s the traitor is because he’s so overtly and unquestionably fucking evil that it would be way too obvious. let’s all just breathe a sigh of relief that this fiendish little capybara is on our side.

okay, so now we’re getting into the top three. these are the only people who I could actually see being the traitor, really. I could have just made this a top three and saved myself some time and effort, but then I wouldn’t have been able to post the picture of Nezu with the tea cup, so. I did what I had to do.

anyway

3. Tsukauchi Naomasa 

okay, so I’m aware that this one doesn’t make much sense. for one, he’s not part of the U.A. faculty. for another, All Might trusts him, and he’s been privy to a lot of sensitive information that clearly hasn’t been passed to the villains. so it’s like, if he is a mole, then he’s a pretty bad one.

but. on the other hand:

he may not be part of the faculty, but he is best friends with one of them, and we know that he and All Might regularly share information with each other that’s supposed to be top secret. so it’s not outside the realm of possibility that All Might could have told him where the kids were headed without giving it a second thought, because he trusts him more than just about anyone

we don’t know what his quirk is, IIRC. it could be something that lets him extract information he wouldn’t normally have access to (like mind-reading)

the biggest secrets that he was in on (All Might’s weakened state, and Deku being the One for All heir) are, conveniently enough, things that All for One and Tomura also knew about. and no one questioned it, because of course AFO was the one who injured Toshinori in the first place, and the thing with Deku wasn’t exactly hard to figure out. but still. that’s a really helpful coincidence

there’s just something about his face that’s put me off since day one. I’m not sure what it is, but he’s almost too blandly nice? like it strikes me as the kind of face that could shift into a craaaazy evil expression with ease, and it wouldn’t look at all unnatural

idk, I just wouldn’t be at all surprised if and when this guy turns out to be evil af

2. Present Mic

loooooool oh boy I’m gonna get an earful for this one. okay but look. just hear me out

shock value for days. he’s Aizawa’s old school friend, isn’t he? basically he’s the perfect level of “established enough so as to be a shock without necessarily being whiplash-inducing.” he’s pretty much the only member of the faculty who hits that sweet spot of the audience being familiar with him even though we haven’t actually spent a lot of time with him in the actual series. we all love him, but we haven’t actually seen a lot of him. it’s not like Aizawa where we know he cares about his kids because we’ve seen it with our own eyes. we trust Present Mic because Aizawa trusts him, and because he seems like too much of a goofball to possibly be secretly evil

he’s another one with that type of face that normally seems non-threatening but could probably be twisted into a really menacing expression with surprising ease. it’d probably be really hot too

he is the first one to bring up the possibility of there being a traitor. “but officer, if I really was the murderer why on earth would I have called the police?” obviously to make it seem like you didn’t murder someone you clever fuck. don’t pretend like you’re all innocent

but seriously, it effectively makes him seem like a less likely candidate even though there’s no reason to believe that’s actually the case. very smooth. and I don’t trust it one bit

and last but not least, drum roll please...

1. Hagakure Tooru

yep, so in spite of her cute and cheerful personality, as well as the fact that she was one of the only class A kids injured in the forest lodge attack, Hagakure is actually my prime suspect for the following reasons:

her quirk is perfectly suited to espionage. this pretty much goes without saying

no one actually has any idea what she really looks like. because of her personality, we imagine that she’s cute and sweet and bubbly and innocent, but it would be such a great surprise if her appearance was finally revealed one day and it’s like “oh wow yeah she’s totally evil”

her personality is very much that of a “typical” teenage girl, to such an extent that it could easily be an elaborate cover. like, if you were trying to pose as a U.A. student, you couldn’t ask for a more disarming fake identity than that. basically no one is going to question it

now then, getting to the matter of the lodge attack. it’s true that she was injured, and at first glance would seem to make her being the traitor much less likely, were it not for two things:

the gas was non-lethal with no lasting side effects. assuming she knew this from the start, it would have been a very effective way to clear her from suspicion without putting herself at risk in any way

this makes her one of only two kids in class A (the other being Jirou) who didn’t know about the police raid and Kirishima’s planned Bakugou rescue attempt. meaning she couldn’t warn the League ahead of time. now, we know that the villains were pretty much blindsided by the raid, meaning that if there is a traitor, said traitor either wasn’t able to pass this information along, or chose not to. so ironically, this actually makes Hagakure look a whole lot more suspicious

lastly, we can’t actually verify Hagakure’s whereabouts during the USJ raid. she says she was with Todoroki, but he never actually saw her. that in itself isn’t strange, obviously, but what is strange is that she never said anything to him to let him know that she actually was there. and that does strike me as a little odd, particularly because she could have been caught in the crossfire of his attack if that actually was the case.

so that’s it. these are the people I’m keeping an eye on. if and when one of them turns out to be evil I totally called it. although I still kind of hope there isn’t a traitor though. like, come on U.A. why you gotta be like this

[haikyuu-imagines-and-others]

Hiya I love your blog and writing and was wondering if I could ask for some scenarios with Oikawa and Hanamaki with the 7 minutes in heaven prompt? Many thanks

Oikawa’s been done love!! I’ll link the piece here tho for you :) And Hanamaki?? Sweet pink boi!! Love it! Thanks for the request, love! - Admin Satori

Oikawa Tooru: 7 Minutes in Heaven Here

Hanamaki Takahiro: 7 Minutes in Heaven

“Guys, I really, really don’t want to play. It’s not that serio- HEY!” The closet door closed behind you as you were pushed in.

Was someone already in here? You’d walked into the party late, you’d brought food to make up for it… so why were they punishing you?

“Seriously! Let me out of here, what the hell!” You slapped your hand on the door, hearing the laughter and mocking beyond the wooden barrier. They were definitely making fun of you, not only of your confusion but of the waver in your voice. Were you scared of the dark?

Not usually! But when it felt like something was watching you between the folds of clothes on either side of you? 100% you were terrified and wanted out right this second. You continued to slap your hand on the door, asking to be let out - but it sounded like their voices only got further away. Matsukawa calling a brief, “Don’t be rude!” From what sounded like down the hall to you.

Why this closet, too? Didn’t it have that creepy marionette doll thing that the boys would prank you with? Moving her around the house, making you think she was real and alive or at the very least possessed? You let out an uneasy whine as you slowly turned to focus on your surroundings, “Fucking assholes….” You whimpered quietly, under your breath - not wanting the creepy ass doll to know you were absolutely scared of it.

It was cool in the closet, as well. Dark and cool. Silent, too. You could barely hear anything over your hammering heartbeat, but you knew you were the only thing making any sort of noise.

Your hand tried the handle of the door, feeling your heart leap up excitedly when it turned in your hand. But when you pushed against the door, it didn’t budge. Had they put a chair in front of the closet? Wedging you in here? Another uneasy whimper pulled from your mouth, pressing yourself as close to the door as possible. Why was this closet so creepy?

Where was the light switch? You were scared to check the nearest wall, fearing you’d feel something that didn’t belong. Another body? The smooth surface of porcelain? You didn’t want to risk it. “Darkness my old friend…” Just below a whisper, it felt like your words were eaten by the unending void around you. “Guys…. Please… Please let me out of here?” No response, “Seriously! Come on! I brought you food and you’re doing this to me?” You shifted your weight from foot to food, “Guys?”

Still nothing. No one was out there. You were all alone in a closet.

Why did this feel like grade school suddenly? Because Mattsun was such an asshole he’d been pranking you and teasing you and joking with you for as long as you could remember. Him and Hanamaki!

Speaking of…. Hanamaki was usually your spokesperson…. Where was he to save you from the dark? Had you seen him when you’d come into the apartment? Had he been in the kitchen enjoying the party or…. No, you couldn’t remember seeing him.

Had he even showed up?

“Issei! Seriously! Let me out!! I’m telling Takahiro if you don’t!”

Still nothing. If you strained your ears, maybe some faint laughter from the rooms far down the hall? Had they even heard you? Or were they still laughing at your predicament?

… Did that jacket just move?

You strained your eyes to see, making out horrifying shapes and patterns in the process - your heart leapt into your throat. It’s not real. You knew it wasn’t real. You were just scared. Just paranoid. Right?

So why did you see hands moving towards you from the right?

Screaming, you pushed the hands away, banging on the closet door now frantically, trying to get away from whatever it was that was in here with you. Heart hammering, you only screamed louder when the hands grabbed your wrists and held them tight - cold hands. A ghost? A demon? Here to haunt you? To possess you? To kill you?

Then laughter could be heard over your screams of panic. Familiar laughter.

And the fear that had been bubbling over in your chest was quickly snuffed out. Only to be replaced with anger. Embarrassed anger.

“You…You should… ahahaha! You were so scar-ahahaha Oh, my god…” Hanamaki laughed in the darkness, quickly letting go of your wrists to brace himself as he laughed heartily at your expense. You were so scared. How lowly did you think of Matsukawa and your friends to think they’d put you in a closet full of danger? He only kept laughing.

You wanted to hit him. You wanted to make him pay for making you so scared. But you stayed silent. Not amused in the situation at all. Furious to the point of silence.

The laughter subsided for a moment, and his hands found yours once more - your clenched hands. You were pissed. Hanamaki’s laughs were intermittent, every few words laced with his laughter or his humor, “Oh, don’t be mad, ______. It was a joke.” More chuckles, at your fear, “Look, I saved you, just like you wanted me to!”

A rush of blood warmed your cheeks. He’d heard you. He’d heard your threat to tell on Mattsun to him… How embarrassing. It wasn’t a stated fact that Hanamaki was always on your side, more of an unspoken ruling kind of deal…. And now that he knew you thought of it as a guarantee….. How much more fun would he poke at you?

“Fuck you, Hiro.” You muttered, pulling your hands free from his hold, blushing furiously as you crossed your arms, “I thought you were my friend.” He only laughed softly, knowing you didn’t mean it. You were just upset and embarrassed.

Hanamaki hummed, clear amusement heard in the tone of it - You wanted to push him away as he wrapped his arms around you, pulling you closer to him, playfully trying to get you to loosen up a bit. You’d been really wound tight with fear, hadn’t you? “I am your friend, ______!” He chuckled, squeezing you in his arms, trying to chip away at the block of anger that had settled as your physical being. “You’ve heard of 7 minutes in hell, right?” He shrugged, and you felt his smile in the dark; he knew what he was asking. “That’s what this is! I got chosen, and I wanted to spend the 7 minutes in hell with you!”

You bit the inside of your cheek, struggling to find the anger inside you rather than the amusement of his ‘hell’ vs’ heaven’ change. He thought he was so slick, huh? So smart to pretend this game was supposed to be scary and not romantic or at least intense. Well, it had been intense…. just…. Intensely tense.

Instead of cursing at him again, you let out a heavy sigh, relaxing in his hold. Exactly what he wanted. “It’s not supposed to be ‘hell’, Hiro.. It’s supposed to be ‘heaven’.”

“Hm.. I don’t think so, ______. Because then I’d have done this wrong. And we both know, I’m never wrong.” The smirk in his voice was so prominent you could feel it. You couldn’t tell if you wanted to push him away or kiss him silly… Why did you want anything to do with someone so mean? Stupid crush’s. “And if I’m wrong… Then maybe I can make it right somehow…”

You scoffed, “I don’t think you can reverse a heart attack, thanks.”

He laughed quietly, the moment of fear and panic subsiding, your heart only remaining the same increased beat due to his arms still being around you - his chest now against yours after you’d uncrossed your arms. So very close. He was so warm. “Ye of little faith-“

“Don’t use ole English on me.”

“-I can add years to your life that the heart attack took away!”

Raising your eyebrow, you slowly wrapped your arms around him, returning his hug, feeling his heart slamming against his own chest pressed against yours. Well, sort of. You were tall enough to come to his chin.. So you could probably hear his fast heartbeat better than you could feel it… But you didn’t want to lay your head on his chest just yet…. He was playing more games, and you were interested in seeing what the end prizes were.

But adding years? “Oh, yeah? How so-“

You squeaked in surprise when his lips pressed against yours. You definitely hadn’t been expecting it, and the dark of the closet had given him enough cover to lean in while you were questioning his science. Though, it was dark enough that he was lucky to have landed on your lips. He’d been worried of accidentally kissing your nose or chin… that would have been awkward.

Sweet, soft lips moved against yours, and you quickly melted into the kiss - his hands holding you close. Then he was pulling away just as you were daydreaming of your future with him, smiling proudly when you rested your chin on his sternum, as if you were showing you were available for any more kisses if he so chose to give them to you. “Looking back on this will definitely make you laugh, so there’s your added years.”

A/N: Hanamaki is 1000% OOC and I have no idea how to fix it… so… hehe…. enjoy

[bishop-legacy]

Letters of Thanks

So I just kind of had a headcannon post being frozen in carbonite but pre chapter 3 of KOTFE where Gault stumbles upon a holo that contains recordings for each of the companions (except for Skadge because Raica has never really liked Skadge in the first place) so they just kind of gather together and listen to what their dead captain has to say. So here is a one shot about that. (Kind of written through the point of view of Torian because I want to cause myself pain and Raica has romanced him.May be a little OOC because I’m only guessing based on what I see about how he would react through it all.)

Torian couldn’t stand it. He refused to believe his eyes. Everyone saw the same thing he did, but there was no way it was real. That was not his captain.

She had to have gotten out one way or another. She couldn’t–no–Wouldn’t have abandoned him. She wouldn’t just abandoned her whole crew. It wasn’t like her.

He knew that the life of a Mandalorian was always essentially a ride or die type deal. He was aware that she was not bound to live forever, but this was not the way it was supposed to go. She was supposed to die on a hunt after some big shot bounty, not trapped on a burning ship. It wasn’t worthy of her.

Yet, the ship had blown up. She had been on the ship when it did. She was gone. Forever.

Torian couldn’t figure out if it was the disbelief and numbness coursing through his body or something else but something told him that she wasn’t dead. That she would come back to him. If she was truly dead he would feel it. It was their connection.

The last of the clan Cadera needed to take a moment to just breathe and await some sort of sign from his captain–no–his love.

A few hours passed. Still no word. Fear gripped his heart as the horrible thoughts filtered through his brain. He had to focus on something else before the thoughts consumed his every being.

He could go on a hunting trip. Those always made him feel better, but something told him that would make it worse. The only other possible option was to check in on everyone else.

Torian knew that some of the crew was aquainted with her before he got the chance to so the sight was most likely more devastating for them. It must be hard–if not harder–for them.

Especially Blizz.

Though he came later, Torian saw how Raica treated him. The Jawa became something similar to her child. She always treated him with such kindness and appreciation. 

He was always there in her mind, when she excitedly picked out trinkets for the Jawa after their every bounty. It seemed like that small alien was the first one to even cross her mind once off the job. 

 Was he jealous? No. He found it absolutely adorable. If she treated Blizz like her own child, he knew exactly how she would be with one of her actual flesh and blood. She would be an amazing mother. 

Heh. Mother. That was most likely never going to happen again. 

As he sat on his bed, he tenderly thought back to an interaction between the captain and the Jawa that he had come across recently.

She was sitting quietly, staring out into the galaxy. Something about her composure seemed very…off. Usually, he would find her seated,attentively watching the sky around them , her hands automatically cleaning her blasters. 

That day, she was relaxed, but not in a good way. 

They had just come back from a pretty hard bargaining customer. The job was miserable and the pay was even worse. They had to argue with said customer for about two hours until he came up with the originally agreed price. The customer’s boss gave them a small bonus as an apology and a hint to never return to their establishment ever again. It was nothing they hadn’t dealt with before but seeing as how the captain had reacted to everything after the fact, her being was worn thin. 

He was about to step in and suggest that they go take a holiday to their apartment on Nar Shaddaa when a small body rushed into the room, excitedly bouncing up and down. She seemed to sense the small presence entering the room because she sat up straight and started to turn around before she was attacked with a hug from the Jawa. 

 “Boss! You’re home! Blizz has something to show you!” the small creature spoke. 

The happiness from him seemed to radiate and infect the captain because in just a few minutes, she had her usual air back. He watched on as she carried out the Jawa in her arms as Blizz told her about his adventures while she was out.

Torian slowly got up and trudged over to where Blizz would usually be. Instead of finding the Jawa poured over something as he tried to distract himself from the matter at hand, Torian saw Mako sitting with Blizz in her lap. The alien was pressed close to the girl’s body as Mako was crying. Her eyes were extremely puffy and red from the grieving and due to the sniffles coming from the Jawa, he had also been doing his fair share of crying.

The slicer locked eyes with Torian for a few seconds before looking away, guiltily. “I’m sorry.” She mumbled quietly, refusing to look at him.

He came over and crouched near the duo. “Hey,“he started. He had to find his own words so that he did not break down in the middle of his sentence.

“It wasn’t your fault. She said to leave and that’s what we did. We just-we ju-“his voice cracked. He couldn’t do this for much longer."We were just following captain’s orders. She knew the risks and that’s what made her a great Mando.”

“But does being a great Mandalorian really count if she–she-sh-she’s dead?” Mako asked quietly, her voice breaking more with every word.

“Death in battle is an honorable death for the Mandalorians. You know this Mako.”

“Yes, but I hate it. Its just the worst ideology ever created by mankind.Its stupid. If it wasn’t for that, she would still be here.”

“Are you sure? R–Ra–R–she was always so stubborn. You couldn’t expect her to just ditch something. She wouldn’t do that. That’s not like her. She’d get the job done first and then get out and hope she made it out alive. That was our captain. She wasn’t a quitter.”

“But–”

Their conversation was interrupted by a knock on the doorframe. The three of them looked at the source of the noise only to find their fellow Deveronian looking at them somberly. “I hope I’m not interrupting something extremely important,"he started,"But I have found something you might want to see. Meet me by the holoterminal.”

With that, the red skinned alien left, leaving the trio to themselves. Blizz got up first. His glowing eyes stared at them. “Come on. He wouldn’t tell us anything right now unless it was about Boss.”

Torian couldn’t argue with that logic. He stood up and extended a hand to Mako. She took it and once she was up, the three of them walked up to meet Gault.

The Deveronian was standing at the holoterminal, staring at a projection of their captain. Torian watched Mako carefully to see how she would react. She was holding up quite well, for now. On the other hand, he was a different story.

The projection made everything worse. His whole being hurt as he reflexively reached up to trace her face with the side of his hand. Before he made an absolute fool of himself, his brain reminded him that she was just a projection. That’s all she was to him now. A projection of someone that once was.

He felt a hand land gently on his shoulder, bringing him back to the present. He looked over at the Deveronian.

“Gault. Have you brought us here to tease us with her image or is there something important associated with her?"Torian asked rather tensely. 

Like maybe that she’s alive.

"I get we’re all upset but that doesn’t mean you should give me that attitude. Yes, its important. I stumbled upon this when I was looking for some information about her possible whereabouts. Say like maybe if she survived the whole ordeal. Anyways, that search brought nothing, but, I did find a recording of her. I don’t know much because I didn’t go far, but it seems that it might be important to all of us. She did start out with you, Mako.” Gault responded dryly.

“Well play it then.” Torian commanded.

As much as Torian knew this would tear him apart, he just had to hear her voice at least one last time.

Gault pressed a button and the four of them watched as the image came to life.

“Okay. I really don’t know how to start these things but here goes nothing I guess. Look, I know we may not have been together for long but I wanted to do something out of my comfort zone so that I could commemorate what you guys have done for me. One of which is definitely getting me out of my comfort zone every mission we do. Anyways, I really hope that you like this because I’m not known for phrasing my words really well. So yeah, here you go guys." They watched as she nervously riffled through something off screen before turning her attention back to them. 

"To you, Mako  My slicer My sister My impulse control I have so much to thank you for You stuck with me through thick and thin You came to me with your problems And I did the same with you The bond we have will be there till the day I die That I can guarantee Thank you for everything You really are one of a kind."

"To you, Gault Rennow My friend My weird uncle My partner in crime You cannot believe how much I see I notice so much about you that you try so hard to hide Behind your suave exterior, there’s just too much How you survived so long by constantly looking over your shoulder I have not the slightest clue Just remember, you’re not alone anymore I’m here for you when you need me We can figure things out together Be it through a con Or a drunken night in a cantina Just give me a ring and I’ll be there You name the place I’ll bring the booze Or have Mako create fake identities for us Or both Your call,Tyresius" 

"To you, Torian Cadera My stars My husband My whole universe When I started this gig, I never thought, no- Never even knew That you would come crashing into my life like you did You caught me off guard with everything you had to offer Your manners Your kind smile Your dog eyes Your fluffy hair The way you make me feel inside Your excitement about hunts The list goes on and on Yet, one thing is for sure, No one can replace you Ever. As the years go by, I still remember the first time I noticed you, It was my ceremony after I had won the Great Hunt I was so strangely intrigued by your stance The air that you exuded as I passed by lured me in I wanted to get to know you during the celebration But you had disappeared When I saw you again on Dromund Kaas, I just wanted to slay the monster and impress you Your reaction was enough to tell me that I had done my job On Taris, when I caught you off guard during your ambush, I told you I was looking for Jicoln Cadera and you didn't even flinch You told me what you knew and that was that You were looking for him same as me Back when he attacked you, you stood your ground You risked your life so that I could finish my job The way you reacted when I helped you out instead of going to catch Jicoln Well let’s just keep it at: It told me enough Let me just tell you that I could not allow myself to see you die Not after I had grown attached to you without even spending one on one time I think, What I’m trying to say is that, In all of this mess that has been created No matter the cost to me, I’ll still be here and I guarantee that anyone who messes with you Will have to go through me first Because that's what family does, right? We protect each other Ni kar'tayli gar darasuum" "To you, Blizz My companion My little child My craftsman You are just the cutest thing When you work, it's like I see a whole other you You create the most astonishing things Such a small body but such a great mind Don’t lose that wonder you have It will take you far, just you wait The world will smile upon you, my dearest Jawa Boss promises you that, if not more" "To all of my crew members, Thank you. I know I probably don’t say it enough I know I probably never will But thank you. Because of you, I have people to call a family I have a place to call home I’m not really good with words when it comes to these things Partially because I keep it hidden I’m supposed to act like this bad guy- This tough gal who kills and takes credits Yes, I’m still that, but I was someone else before that I still feel hurt and scared They are feelings I know too well But because of you guys, I can forget myself I can be both this tough girl and the person from before I can’t believe we are still together as one big misfit family To be honest, I was afraid that you would leave There was the momentary panic that I had when I was falsely accused I didn’t know what you would do I asked myself what would I do if you all left I think, if you hadn’t stayed, I would have gotten myself killed Yeah, that's the most likely outcome Without you guys, I have nothing left to fight for It confused me at first as to why I feel this way I am a bounty hunter, right? I am supposed to do anything to get the job done and get my credits Anything extra was a mere distraction The best explanation I have is that my brain created a scenario A motto of sorts “A Mandalorian is only as good as his clan” And that’s what a family is, right? It's a clan. I may not have done it intentionally at first But as I went out to complete my jobs I thought about everyone that left an impression on me And then I thought on how they would fit into a family with me Lucky enough for me, everyone that I hoped would somehow trickle to me did I found each of you on different planets Every one of you was in different states Mako, you had just lost your mentor 2V-R8, you had come with the ship Gault, you had spent 30 years on the run Torian, you had lost your dad because he was my bounty Blizz, you had been captured by Chiss Hutta, Dromund Kaas,Tatooine, Taris, Hoth They might not have been the best experiences But they hold a special place in my heart Its where I found you guys I may have rambled on for too long You probably even stopped listening to me I don’t mind But by some off-chance that you still are, I just wanted to say that the only reason I even wrote this The only reason I thought about writing this Is because I wanted to thank you and tell you how I truly feel My small, special family, Thank you for sticking with me through everything I love you guys so much"

 "So yeah. I really don’t know how you guys feel about that but if you aren’t weirded out, come find me at our usual spot on Nar Shaddaa. I’m paying the tab tonight. I also have some other people I want you to meet with me so I won’t be completely alone if you decide to ditch after this.”

Torian stared in disbelief. Their crew anniversary was only a few months away but it seemed that their captain was ready for a while. Because of that, he couldn’t control his emotions and he felt himself break down crying.

The whole crew had a good cry together that night. The next day they went to drink their sorrows away together at the usual cantina be.

The next years would be hard and eventually they would split up due to differences, but until then, they would be able to do one last thing as a whole crew and just hope the crew dynamic lasted.