Boss Is Asleep, Cannot Stop Me From Frogposting

Ventress with wet hair

I just. Love Mando’a so fucking much. It’s so great.

They have three different words to describe ways to be stabbed. Bikadinir (to stab with a broad blade; “run through”), chekar (to stab with a small blade, “shiv”), and kalikir (to stab with a narrow blade, “skewer”).

They have one pronoun. Kaysh. That’s it. Buir is just parent, there’s no mom/dad. No son/daughter, just ad, ad’ika, ikaad. Child. Vod can mean sibling, friend, comrade. All at once. Amazing.

They have dozens of ways to insult someone. Di’kut, someone who forgets to put their pants on. Utreekov, emptyhead. Najaat, no honor. Dini, lunatic. Kaysh mirsh solus, “their brain cell is lonely.” Skanah, “much hated person/thing.” Hut’uun, coward. Ge’hut’uun, not even notable enough to be called a coward (how insulting is that?). Demagolka, originating from Demagol, the name of a scientist who was so fucking shitty that his name became the worst insult a Mandalorian could call you. And that insult is child abuser, monster, war criminal, someone with no honor.

And then there’s “shab”, which we don’t have an official definition for, but the fandom collectively agrees it means “fuck.” Because we have shabiir (to screw up), shab’la (screwed up), shab’rudur (to screw with), and shabuir (jerk but much stronger, AKA asshole/motherfucker).

And Mando’ade don’t say “I love you.” They say “Ni kar’tayli gar darasuum.” I hold you in my heart for eternity. Like. Are you serious. That’s so much better than “I love you.” If someone said that to me I would die on the spot.

Mirshmure’cya means “brain kiss.” Slang for headbutt, which is a thing Mando’ade do a lot, apparently. And it’s a sign of affection, too. They show affection by gently bonking their helmets together. How adorable is that???

Oh, and shereshoy. A lust for life “and much more.” Represented by orange on their armor. “The enjoyment of each day and the determination to seek and grab every possible experience, as well as surviving to see the next day - hanging onto life and relishing it.” And that “oy” at the end of it, derived from “Oya!”

“Oya”, which can mean so many things. A war cry before a fight or hunt. A celebration. An encouragement. “Let’s hunt!” “Hoorah!” “Cheers!” “That’s the spirit!”

This post got much longer than I meant it to lol. I’ll stop here. But you get the gist. Mando’a is a wonderful language and I am in love with it.

What do you mean bad batch is over they’re all right… here……. Ueueueuueueueueu *devolves into sobbing I love them so much*

Inspired by Careless To Let It Fall by Artemisdesari

WIP four old masters from long-lived species having tea together

Ly’nne is like 700 here, while Barriss and Ahsoka are around 120, and Asajj is like 150.

If you see this you’re legally obligated to reblog and tag with the book you’re currently reading

no people come together quite as fast as ao3 readers when the site is down

ARC echo would have been too powerful for the bad batch so they had to nerf him 🥲

people should give me money so i can get more tattoos and look hotter and sexier

my roman empire is james and regulus being a couple for years as teenagers.

both men being teased for remaining chronically single.

james asking sirius about regulus, and being shut down with an "i dont want to talk about him,"

regulus staring at him during meal-times. his friends assumed he was looking at sirius.

james asking lily out, in seventh year, and everybody breathing a sigh of relief: "thank merlin, hes not queer"

regulus stiffening when "wouldn't it be nice" started playing.

james blatantly refusing to have his and lily's first dance to "can't help falling in love" for a reason nobody could quite understand.

regulus still smelling james in amortentia, even years afterwards.

james knowing something is wrong, in his gut. nobody believes him when he says that something terrible has happened.

no-one understanding, or wanting to understand, why james potter was so affected by his best friend's little brother dying.

james telling lily to run, but not moving. he wasn't scared; he'd see regulus again soon.