#nanbaka sith

[thefumocat]

Sith Edit - Boom Boom - Nanbaka

you guys wish you had rapping birds outside your window

[darkbutilochka]

I like that Uno looks like a cat in the manga 🌹 this so cute

[indigosabyss]

kinda obsessed with sith bc he's clearly got so much going on and yet we're not told about any of it. he just wanders through other people's storylines, proselytizing and fighting.

[ihateuno]

One of my favorites I’ve done

[pinktatertots99]

For "Send a character's name to receive four different headcanons" , can you do murakami and/or sith from nanbaka plese? :)

so like, i'm guessing you mean snake building inmate with three hair colors and the nun looking inmate? thats the results i got when googling em cause idk japanese and the english translations stopped on like, everywhere -like seriously pocket comics stopped translating chapters around chapter 70s-ish-

Send a character’s name to receive four different headcanons

Murakami

Headcanon A:  realistic: is a pretty dang good artist but didn't like going to classes for it cause he couldn't do what he wanted.

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious: would try to fight uno cause their both so similar in personality, a new rival appears!

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends: the snake guards are literally his only friends.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.: is poly with the two snake guards

Sith

Headcanon A:  realistic: he tried a priest outfit once, hated it and went for the nun outfit cause much roomier on his packages

Headcanon B: while it may not be realistic it is hilarious: has mastered sleeping while standing with his mask on.

Headcanon C: heart-crushing and awful, but fun to inflict on friends: probably has some...not good re/igious background to put it nicely.

Headcanon D: unrealistic, but I will disregard canon about it because I reject canon reality and substitute my own.: is a fan of ichimatsu matsuno from osomatsusan

[indigosabyss]

Building 9: "What's Your Opinion On Your Building's Supervisor?"

[everyone's answers]

Sith: “Desperate and trusting. A killer combination.”

The proof of a God's existence was etched into Sith's bones and plated over his skin. His faith, an iron shield from the world that otherwise hated him.

It was not a blessing endowed on many people. As such, they did not inherently understand. The onus was on Sith to proselytize to the world about his Shinigami-sama. Which was a bit difficult when in prison.

Sith was not supposed to be in Nanba Prison. Was he being persecuted for his devotion to Shinigami-sama? No. Not precisely. These ignorant fools knew nothing about Their Greatness. It was because they had decided Sith was inhuman.

This blessing that hardened his veins had sentenced him to such a ruling. Others with a variety of traits were also put in this category, stripped of the rights that were relegated to humans. Branded and renamed and shipped straight to the cesspit of the world.

In Nanba, grief bred desperation. And desperation was the feeding ground of a missionary like Sith. Despite his frustration at being cut off from society, he was willing to turn whoever showed interest.

Building 9 was the Building of Fortune. Surely there must be some superstitious people here.

"Shinigami-sama knows all!" he began preaching to the inmates on his very first day. "Their protection is absolute! Seek Them for advice!"

No one seemed interested, to his disappointment. But there was always a tiny percentage who would bite-

"Do you think your Shinigami-sama could tell me where on this Island I could happen upon a soulmate?" a voice asked from behind Sith.

He turned, and found himself face-to-face with a guard wearing a kitsune mask. Through the eyeholes, Sith could see the guard's actual eyes, staring at him unblinkingly.

"On Nanba Island?" Sith repeated.

"Yes," the guard agreed, unrattled.

"An all-men's prison," Sith said carefully. Just in case the man heard his own folly.

"Divine talismans told me I would find a girlfriend here."

Was he an idiot?

An idiot with drive and resources, Sith had to admit. He weighed his options carefully.

"Yes, Shinigami-sama will certainly advise you," Sith decided. "For a small donation."

"Of course, of course," the guard agreed, already taking out his wallet.

Sith was not lying for personal gain. He would need the funds to further Shinigami-sama's word. Surely, this would be forgiven.

As the guard handed the money over, Sith caught onto the gold pins on the guard's collar.

This was a Supervisor?

What a tool.