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I fucking hate watching this movie and then going back to regular Lupin because I always get whiplash because Jigen doesn’t regularly look like this. He’s only this fione in this certain movie. Like this is the only Lupin media in my opinion where Jigen looks better without his hat. I need another 3D Lupin movie with this Jigen because like god damn
"You haven't seen the real Lupin III yet."
Check out the new subtitled trailer for Lupin the IIIRD THE MOVIE from director Takeshi Koike, coming 2025. 🤩
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Dana is so evil for putting in small lore drops like there being many more land masses and titan bones around the titan we know of. The implication of different civilizations and gods in space just casually existing is so maddening. Don't get me wrong its great. They prob did this so we start to wonder and make up our own stories. This is how ideas survive by the end of the day. But maaan, doesnt this make you wish we had a book or two about the demon realm.
this comic was supposed to be 15 pages but i got so lazy so heres the short version;;;;;;

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Welcome Back, Partner
(I wrote this a long time ago, after I first watched "Goodbye Partner", and I finally feel confident enough in my various revisions to share it with the world. I hope you all enjoy it!)
Hey, Jigen...
Jigen is already standing in wait when the door swings open, but a guard doesn't come through. Instead, a limp form is tossed into the cell and hits the floor hard with a pained moan. Then the door slams shut again.
The split second of brightness destroyed Jigen's adjustment to the pitch black within the confines of his little domicile, so he cautiously approaches the area where the person is laying.
"You alright, kid?" He snaps gruffly, his voice a little deeper than it naturally is.
He inches closer, but quickly pulls back when his foot lands in a puddle that wasn't there before and nearly slips out from under him.
"The hell?" He grumbles, crouching and squinting down at the mysterious liquid.
His new cell mate shifts ever so slightly, and the whispered words they speak hit him at the same time as the smell of blood.
"Hey, Jigen..."
Without a word, Jigen leaps into action, feeling around until he's fully located Lupin, then taking him under the shoulders, and quickly dragging him to the back of cell, leaning him against the wall.
"You idiot." He hisses, but it's dripping with worry instead of venom.
Kneeling down and feeling Lupin's torso, he turns the attempted response into a yelp of agony as his hand presses into the stab wound on the thief's side.
Emotions aren't typically an issue for Jigen, but he has to force down the boiling rage he's feeling in this moment to focus on searching for further injuries.
"Talk." He murmurs, cringing apologetically as his fingers drag against another gash, drawing a tortured gasp from Lupin.
He can hear the thief swallow hard, each breath hissing between clenched teeth as he struggles to speak.
"Fujiko and Goemon?"
Jigen shakes his head, stripping the thief of his suit jacket and button up.
"I know they're alive, but that's it. No one's talked to me since they decided I didn't know where you were."
He can see significantly better now, but it's not a pretty sight.
Lupin's awfully banged up, bruises litter his face and torso, and there's three stab wounds oozing blood onto Jigen's admittedly shaky hands. They've been through stuff like this before, but it's more stressful without proper supplies or lighting, and most importantly when they still aren't safe from the party responsible.
"What about y-you?" Lupin gasps.
Jigen says nothing, takes note of the positioning of the injuries first; one just beneath Lupin's ribs, the other just above his hip, and the last one, the worst one, strategically placed at his side, where there's little chance of having hit anything vital.
It's broader than the other two, gaping open in a way that tells Jigen that the attacker kept twisting the knife.
Gritting his teeth so hard he can almost taste sparks, Jigen takes Lupin's tattered shirt, and folds it up, pressing it against the three wounds. Lupin growls, unconsciously trying to pull away.
Jigen scooches closer to him, putting an arm around Lupin's waist to keep him close, and holding the shirt tightly against the thief.
Blood is quickly dampening the fabric, but the bleeding looks to be slowing down at least.
"You've got to have something on you." Jigen huffs. "A pin, or something I can use to stitch these up."
Lupin frowns, his head lolling against Jigen's shoulder.
"Nothin'. They s-searched...every inch of me."
His whole body seizes with the effort of trying to laugh. He quickly stops trying.
And now he's just laying there, limp against Jigen and uncomfortably silent.
Jigen swallows hard, biting back the urge to try and kick down the door, because for that, he'd have to get up, and leave Lupin bleeding alone.
"What did they want?" He growls.
Lupin looks up at him, searching his expression. Jigen refuses to meet his eyes.
"Whatever it was we were looking for, I can't remember." Lupin stops to cough, and Jigen wipes away the blood at the corner of his mouth.
Giving a shuddering sigh, Lupin continues. "I wouldn't have told them even if I knew. 'S never worth it."
Sighing, he tried to move closer to Jigen, trembling all the while.
Jigen stopped him entirely, then carefully took him by the shoulders and lay him back, resting the man's head in his lap.
He refolded the shirt and pressed it neatly back to Lupin's side, his other hand gently running through Lupin's hair.
He looked down at his beloved thief with somber eyes.
Perhaps Lupin might have joked about the intimacy of it all, but he was just..tired. So tired.
His whole body ached, but it hurt less when Jigen's rough hands coddled him so gently. He closed his eyes, preening under the affection.
"I'm gonna fix this, Jigen." He whispered hoarsely. "And then all four of us are gonna go to a stupidly expensive hotel, stuff our faces like we'll never see food again, and just...sleep. All in one big bed, cuddling like puppies."
He had a stupid, pained grin on his face, and thankfully he couldn't see the equally goofy smile his partner wore.
"Sound good?" He wheezed.
"Throw in a pack of cigarettes and I'm in." Jigen chuckled.
Lupin nodded weakly, still smiling.
"Biggest pack of cigarettes you've ever fuckin' seen, marksman.
"I'm looking forward to it, thief."
Okay. I watched Lupin Zero a while back and I’m losing my goddamn MIND over the metaphor of Lupin, a thief, stealing Jigen’s heart. It has been MONTHS and it plagues my mind still. I’m practically tearing my hair out.
Like… Imagine you are a boy. A lonely boy, a boy who’s been hurt his entire life, a boy who was given a gun at the age of five and taught to kill mercilessly without hesitation. You’re constantly told you’re not good enough, that nobody will ever want you for you, that you’ll only ever be a weapon; you’re worth nothing more than that, nothing less. The more skill you have, the more value you hold; if you do a job well you’ll be worth something, if you fail you’ll probably get beat or tossed out, considered less than dirt by your own shitty father. You’re not a boy, not really. You’re a gun, and the minute you miss a shot you’re worthless. You learn that no, you can’t be a kid—being a kid is not for you. You don’t have time for stupid birthday parties or immature little kid games when you’re too busy fighting in war zones or getting shot at in Cambodia. You teach yourself not to feel; remorse and regret are pointless when you’re a hitman, and so is love—you never have childhood crushes or fancy any of the pretty girls at your school. You think it’s stupid. You’ve never been interested in girls anyway, and your father once threatened to shoot you if you ever tried the alternative, so you lock your heart away, stuff it into a box and cram it into a safe and set fifty different code-combination locks and wrap chains around it so that you can’t feel.
And then one day, some skinny rich kid with sticky fingers shows up, and just won’t leave you alone. Okay, you think to yourself. No biggie. He’s just some spoiled brat with too much time on his hands who doesn’t know what he’s getting into. But then this kid starts treating you like you’re worth something, like you’re some sort of treasure he values, something he wants to chase; and not for your quick draw, either. This monkey-faced little brat seems to only want to know more about you, and play stupid kid games with you. He’s annoying, but the trouble he gets into is fun enough, even if you always end up having to bail him out. You find out that this kid is a thrill-seeker, and much to your surprise, he considers you thrilling. You’ve never had friends before, but this feels like something else. The way he looks at you makes your stomach fuzzy with a feeling you’re not entirely sure what to think of, and no matter how many times you walk away you always find yourself drawn to him. You’re reminded of what your father threatened to do at that, so you tuck that feeling away with all the others.
But then, this bastard “friend” of yours does something you never expected; he chips away at the walls you’ve built, carefully picks the locks holding chains around your heart with nimble, practiced fingers. He pries at that safe of yours like it’s fun, like it’s some sort of challenge for him (he likes challenges, you’ve come to find) and finds out those combinations of yours with thieving expertise. And then, as if none of your past matters, as if all those thousands of walls of defence you built and security lasers you set and safety precautions you took are absolutely nothing to him, he reaches forward and places a skinny hand over your chest and takes what he wants, like he’s always done. He holds you in the palm of his hand like you’re something precious, a valued piece of artwork in a renowned museum that he’s taken the liberty of nabbing, and you let him. You let him steal you like some pretty piece of jewelry. You let him pull you from the shitty life you live with that shitty dad of yours and steal you away, even though you’re scared out of your mind of intimacy. You’re alone in the dark of that cramped little safe that you’ve locked yourself away in your entire life, and he picks the lock with a bobby pin and reaches for you and grabs your hand; and then suddenly, you’re not so alone anymore. Suddenly you’re more than a gun, you’re Jigen Daisuke, and Lupin the Third wants you like he would a priceless ruby on display in the hall of a rich man’s mansion.
DO YOU SEE MY VISION, PEOPLE??!? DO YOU SEE IT!!?!1!?
MORE LUPIN ON THE WAY ???
In a recent tweet by vioce actor Richard Epcar that they are working on something for lupin the third, what the project is has yet to be announced.
Either a new English dub from the folks at diskotek or a new lupin the third project is on the way !
We'll just have to wait and see 👀
Stay tuned for more info !!!

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I just want to take this moment to express my support for Palestine, a country whose people must be heard right now. Everyone knows what is going on in Palestine, keep talking about Palestine 🙏🏻🇵🇸
Here is a link if you want more information or if you want to help and not just the Palestinian people!
https://twitter.com/bioloveds/status/1761884207431995750
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