the way the music swelled as din powered up the new razor crest and you just get that shot from behind him in the pilot seat, the sunset all around him??? i felt things i cannot describe. it just felt like… oh how mystical and mythical and beautiful this knight in shining armour is. those rare, quiet, slow moments of him are just. OUGH.

the opening scene where the imperials are all scrambling to escape because oh shit it’s the mandalorian and then there’s mysterious little flickers of din in each shot as he takes them out, then the quick glimpse of him kicking ass from the mouse droid’s pov… cut to the full shot of him stalking through the shadows down the hall and then setting those bitches on fire. i have a religion and it’s din djarin

when din holds grogu in his arms and he looks like a literal steel FORTRESS of safety… it makes me ill and i wish i was three apples tall so i could go in there too

why is it so sexy to see din on the hunt??? specifically when he has to go somewhere shady?? just trotting around the slums, alleys, and criminal underworld with the city lights reflecting off his expensive, shiny ass suit. watching him roam shakari dealt me 18 psychic damage like god i need him horrifically

actually i think din djarin’s true calling is being a moisture farmer bc the way my panties stay w—

good god i forgot what it was like to watch din djarin do his thing. he’s so capable, he’s so protective, he’s so smart…. he’s a good pilot, he can fight, he fixes things….. he speaks multiple languages… his voice……… he’s so strong….