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somebody pls let him rest

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announcing their engagement to one up tom holland

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HE AGED SO FINE BUT HIM YOUNG IS JUST AGHBHHSHSNS 😫🫡😝

(not my gif😜)

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i’ve just been made aware of the existence of this picture… oh my god

he’s so timelessly beautiful. let’s all say thank you coco for the curls!! the curls!! the salt and pepper curls!!

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PEDRO PASCAL as JAVIER PEÑA Narcos - "The Men of Always"

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I don’t care if he’s fictional, Din Djarin has to know how much I love him

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i would like to apologize in advance for who i'm about to become when Hozier's new song comes out 💀 he's only shared like four lines and I can already tell it's so Joel Miller coded oh my GOD

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My 2024 vision board 😍‼️

day dreamin’ about everyone’s favorite old man.

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The Mandalorian season 2 release era save me save me season 2 release era

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Redrum

Din Djarin x reader

Warnings: a little angst, blood, death, violence, heavily protective din.

Very fluffy towards the end. Also Grogu is mentioned but not present, we will say he is training with Luke.

The Din you knew was gentle. In your years of knowing him, you cannot recall a single time he has directed his anger towards you.

His touch, in every way he displayed it radiated comfort. Soft kisses on you forehead and nose, warm embraces to block away the bitter cold of the Razor Crest, tenderly holding your face in his hands as he whispered sweet nothings in your ear. The way he softly grazed you, and the way he longingly stared. It was almost as if he was afraid you would disappear.

It seemed impossible to believe that the man who showered you with such love and affection could be such a ruthless bounty hunter.

However, you were not oblivious to this part of his life.

Even before meeting Din, you had heard stories about the Mandalorian and his battles. And although you had never seen him in action, you saw his enemies blood on his beskar, and the fear in their pleading eyes as he dragged them into the crest and threw them into carbonite.

“I’m sorry you’re having to see this sweetheart” He would mutter quietly as he quickly disposed of his bounties and ran to greet you. It had started to become a coming home ritual for him, seeing your sweet smile so excited to see him when he returned. And him muttering apologies of what you were having to witness.

“Din, I know what you do, and I know you do it all to keep me and Grogu safe and cared for” you would always reassure him, and you truly meant it.

Most of the bounty’s he was sent to hunt were not good creatures you often reminded him. And he was careful with the type of characters he agreed to capture for his employers, after all he was not some evil that enjoyed killing and hunting his prey.

That is until they threaten you.

He knew that you thought highly of him, he always told you about his hunts when he returned and let you tend to all of the wounds he sometimes endured.

However, he could not shake the longing of wanting to keep that side of himself hidden from you.

His sweet girl did not need to see the horrors that he displayed in battle. The last thing he would ever want to do is make you afraid.

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Suddenly his thoughts of self doubt, and the ever present fear of you leaving him began flooding through his mind as he came down from his rage and looked around.

Panting and sore he saw blood all around him.

Blood on the dark sabor he was gripping tightly.

Blood on his helmet.

And blood on the floor spilling out of every person who now suffered the punishment of trying to take you away from him.

You looked up at him from your spot on ground as he was swiftly approaching you.

“Are you hurt anywhere else? He asked as he crouched down to your level, inspecting you thoroughly for any more wounds.

“No” you replied, “just my leg”

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He had only brought you into the market with him, an activity you both had previously enjoyed as it provided you both with fresh air after being cooped up in his ship for long periods at a time.

There had never before been any problems. Especially on this planets market. He had wanted to thank you for everything you do for him, he wanted to find you a meaningful gift that you could hold onto forever. As your attention was glued to a fruit stand, he saw his chance. He told you he would be right back, slipping away to the booth just two over that sold jewelry.

He had stepped away for just one second, a mistake he would never make again.

He looked up quickly as he heard commotion and immediately ran towards the sound of your voice as he watched you being pulled away from him.

It took him no time to find you and your captures in an alleyway that they had pushed you into.

You were not helpless whatsoever and had put up a good fight until one of the men had shot you in the leg and carried you away.

When Din caught up and noticed the blood running down your leg he felt a rage that he had never felt before.

He did not hesitate for a single moment to kill every last one of them and he will never regret a second of it.

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“I’m so sorry I wasn’t there” Din whispered as he stroked your hair and picked you up.

Soon you were back on the Crest looking into his beautiful eyes as he treated your leg.

He was being too quiet for your liking, and you knew the thoughts that were troubling him.

“Din I hope you know, I would not hesitate to do the same for you, and there is absolutely no reason for you to blame yourself” you said softly in an attempt to soothe him.

“I know my love, I just hate I was not able to stop them before they hurt you.” He whispered.

“And I hate that I lost control like that, there was no reason for you to see me act so brutally” he said sadly as he reached for your hand.

“It’s okay Din really, I was not afraid for a moment, I could never fear you” you said with no hesitation. And for the first time, the nagging voice in Din’s brain went quiet. You had seen him at his worst and still spoke to him in the most kind and loving manner that he had ever heard.

“it was actually quite nice” you suddenly blurted, blushing a bit before continuing “in fact Din, it was very alluring” you chuckled.

“Alluring” he questioned with a lopsided smile,

“The pain medicine is getting to you Y/N” he said as he kissed you.

“Thank you for saying those words Mesh’la, you have no idea how much I love you” he sweetly said as he pulled away.

“And I love you Din, I always will” you promised.

When he was finally satisfied with the treatment of your leg, and you were drifting off to sleep, he let himself rest in the comfort that he knew you loved him whole heartedly and nothing would ever change that.

As he put his arms around you and let sleep take him too, he vowed to never let harm come to you ever again, no matter the cost.

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Thank you for reading:) something about this man going feral when you are in danger is just too good 😝

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Bust Your Kneecaps Yandere! Kyojuro Rengoku

Yandere! Kyojuro Rengoku X GN! Reader Oneshot

Warnings: Kidnapping, Torture, Stockholm Syndrome, violence.

-this is my first time writing on Tumblr. Hope I didn’t do terrible.

It was never supposed to be this way. You were on your way to moving up, to becoming a Hashira. Everything you have worked for years seemed so close, only for an instant. So how did you get here? How exactly did you end up with your hands and feet bound in the Flame Hashira’s quarters?

You sit there in silence, trying to figure out exactly where this had all gone so wrong, remembering when you first arrived at the Demon Slayer Headquarters, facing the master and all the other Hashira. And then, of course, meeting him: that smiling ball of joy, the sun in its purest form, Kyojuro Rengoku, the Flame Hashira.

You recall that day just like it was yesterday: his kind smile, the gentle touch of his hand shaking yours. He was everything you could have asked for, so why would you ever say no to being his tsuguko? Being trained by the tall, charming Flame Hashira. You’d be stupid to refuse. He had you fooled, he had you all fooled. Behind that seemingly genuine smile was nothing more than a sick and twisted man, interested only in having complete and utter control of the people in his life.

Unfortunately, now you were on the receiving end of his descent into madness. And here you are, bound on the floor.

“My little flame! I’ve returned from training,” his booming voice immediately catches your attention. You feel your body tense from his presence. Just being around him has made you feel uneasy. As he approaches, you keep your eyes lowered, staring at his feet. After a moment, you feel his hand pull your face up to meet his. His bright eyes staring down at you make your heart race.

“Why do you look so scared, sunflower? It’s only me!” His bright, happy smile feels so disturbing now. You pull your face away from him. “I’m not scared. I just wish you’d let me out of here.” Your voice was harsh. You’ve always been a little defiant but nothing Rengoku thought he couldn’t handle.

Just then, he kneels right in front of you to be eye level with you again. You see his sword peeking out from his Hiaori. It makes the hairs on your back stand. His smile has fallen and his eyes look sad. “You needn’t be so upset, sunflower. I’m simply keeping you here for your own protection. You have no reason to be angry or frightened.” His voice is stern but caring. You roll your eyes at this statement. Protection? You were a skilled swordsman worthy of becoming a tsuguko. Why would you need him to go so far as to lock you away for your protection?

“I don’t need you to protect me. I can take care of myself. Besides, this is overkill. You need to let me go.” You turn to meet his gaze. His face was completely different this time. He looked so serious and somewhat angry. “You aren’t going anywhere. Do you understand?” His voice was stern and cold. His state was enough to make you completely freeze. He looked crazy. He was crazy. There’s no way you could stay here. You wonder how many people have seen this side of them? How many have lived?

Past the fear was anger. You’ve always been used to being ahead of your peers, used to success and right now the one you wanted to lead you to the top was keeping you from becoming everything you were capable of.

“You’re sick, Kyojuro. You need help. Let me out of here.” You tried to remain calm but he was really testing your patience. All it took was one swift second to feel your breath getting knocked out from under you. Laying on your back, coughing, you look up meeting eyes with a pissed-off Rengoku.

“I’m sorry I think you misheard me, my little flame. I said I’m doing this to protect you… Surely you understand it’s your job as my Tsuguko to obey my orders.” His eyes narrowed and he put his face close to yours, whispering in your ear.

“Don’t make this difficult, Y/N. You have an obligation to me and me alone. So why would you ever go against my orders?” His point was irrelevant. You had no obligation to this psychopath. Your frustration finally got the best of you. Once you finally caught your breath back, you tried to shove him away from you even while your legs and hands were bound. It wasn’t as effective as you had hoped but it made him fall back onto the ground with you.

You took this opportunity to try and stand, hoping to at least be able to hop towards the door. Maybe someone would notice you if you screamed for help or made enough noise.

“Someone help me-!” After what felt like five seconds of hope and victory, You felt a sharp pain in your legs. So bad you immediately hit the ground. The pain was excruciating; all you could do was lay on the ground trying to fathom what just happened. Then you noticed a shadow standing over top straddling your body.

“I told you to not make this difficult, sunflower…” he let out a sigh and bent down next to you. He noticed you staring off at the ceiling, trying to process the immense pain you were currently in. He then took his hand and turned your face to look at him. There he was again. That sweet smile and those bright happy eyes.

“There isn’t a line in the world I would not cross for you, Y/N.” He then leaned down to kiss your forehead gently.

“Try and run all you want. I’ll always find you. You’re mine. Mine alone.”

You couldn’t believe what he was saying; he really had completely lost it. So why, in the middle of all this pain, did you feel your face heating up? This man is crazy. He’s insane. So why? Why does a part of you want to see how far he’d chase you?

You stare up at him mustering up what strength you had left. “You’re crazy…” you finally breathe out.

He smirks and caresses your cheek. “Only for you, sunflower.”