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((HOWDY EVERYONE!! its me dj!! i have internet access once again and i remade this blog!! im now at django-delosmuertos so go follow dudes!!))
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((just for a heads up im getting internet back at my moms on friday but i wont be able to use my computer until saturday!! cant wait to be back here regularly again!!))
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More annoying asshole AUs please, like: • kept kicking the back of my chair at the theatre au • tried breaking into my flat when they were drunk bc they thought it was theirs au • always arrives at the cafeteria 30 seconds before me and takes the last sandwich I like au • repeatedly comes into the shop I work at and picks up a lettuce then half way through the shop decides they don’t want the lettuce and puts it back on the shelf next to them regardless of what aisle they’re in au
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Chips gone
"What are you talking about?" Django held up a bag of chips. "They're all right here. I mean, I can go steal some more if-" Wait. Speaking of chips, where was his boyfriend? He hasn't seen him around lately. Of course the skeleton did take a VERY long nap... "I have the strangest feeling you're not talking about food."
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((also django has no idea that chips gone dont tell him))
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((I KEEP FORGETTING I GAVE DJANGO A MOTORCYCLE))
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Django nodded his head. "Yeah, sure! This is a pretty exciting thing for you, I'm guessing." The skeleton boy dusted off his pants and then looked back at his friend.

#ic#zombiebrigadier#((omfg this is so short and i waited so long im sorry!!))#i hate not havingninternet all the time im sorry))
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((you can tell im considerably happier because djangos considerably happier))
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OH!! He did look a little taller now that he really looked. he couldn't help but feel really happy for his friend. "That's great Che! Keep that up and you might be taller than me someday!" Django let out a laugh. I might have to saw you legs off if you do though!" his voice was light and filled with humor but it was hard to tell if he was joking or not.

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A few months? Wow, that's not what he wanted at all. Django was hoping to just take a little twelve hour nap. He couldn't do anything without fucking up, could he? But his attention was drawn from his long time away to the zombie before him. He almost didn't have to look down to look at his face. He thought for a moment. "Did you get a new hair cut?" No... that certainly wasn't it.

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Laughing nervously, Django smiled sheepishly. "Oh you know... Enemies! Heroes! Potential skeleton slayers!" That kid was a filthy liar he was afraid of a fucking snake. "But uh... yeah! I found a really nice way to sleep! I just have to bury myself." He paused. "Wait how long was I sleeping?"

Django screamed when something attacked him. The snake was bigger than he had expected!!! And it was trying to snap him in half!!! He was too terrified to actually do something to get himself out of this predicament, so he just lay in Che’s arms, screaming in fright. That is until he recognized Che’s voice. His screaming slowly died down and opened one eye to confirm that yes, it was in fact his zombie friend that was keeping him in a death grip. Boy was he elated!! “Oh Che! It’s just you!” the skeleton smiled.
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Django screamed when something attacked him. The snake was bigger than he had expected!!! And it was trying to snap him in half!!! He was too terrified to actually do something to get himself out of this predicament, so he just lay in Che's arms, screaming in fright. That is until he recognized Che's voice. His screaming slowly died down and opened one eye to confirm that yes, it was in fact his zombie friend that was keeping him in a death grip. Boy was he elated!! "Oh Che! It's just you!" the skeleton smiled.
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''Pssttt.'' Che popped up from behind a grave stone looking for Django. ''Djeeeenky?''
The young (in a sense) skeleton boy sat on the ground, his back leaning on a grave, where he was doing practically nothing when he heard a slithery sound, almost as if it came from a snake. Instantly freezing in his spot, he hoped with every bone of his being that it wasn't an actual snake, but got a little confused when he heard his name followed by the hiss. Snakes could talk!?! Out of fear and panic, the skeleton boy began to dig frantically with his bare hands, attempting to dig a hole deep enough to bury himself.
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why are bats stigmatized as being creepy?
I mean
look at these things

they’re like tiny

fluffy

dragons

but instead of breathing fire they squeak and cuddle

in caves

and leaves

and they have funny ears and noses

I mean really

bats are amazing

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((django can now sleep btw))
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Django erose from the ground, dirt falling off of his bones and on the fround. Stretching his arms over his head he yawned, obviously he enjoyed his much needed rest. A worm was crawing around in his left nostril, to which he responded with plugging up the opposite one with his thumb and blew, making it fly out. He began to brush the rest of the dirt off of his lap as he stood up. Looking around he checked out his surroundings. The graveyard was seemingly empty and he didn't like that too much either. Now well and awake it was time to terrorize people! Or kick a baby!
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