Why Hello There, Friend! I Adore Your Sleepover Celebration Idea, And Goodness Was It Hard To Pick! Buuut

Why hello there, friend! I adore your sleepover celebration idea, and goodness was it hard to pick! Buuut since I’m obviously a Boba girlie I had to go with ✍️ for a short featuring my favorite green tin can man.

I always have a million ideas regarding Boba, but as far as headcannons go, what if reader challenged Boba to hunt her down, and even though he’s put that life aside, he’d do anything for his girl? Hehe, I am but a humble simp. I hope you’ve been having fun, don’t forget to take care of yourself!! 💚🖤

ahh so excited to see this and you, Eliza! I love your work - your artwork is gorgeous and you have the best thots/fics!! (As so beautifully demonstrated here - thank you so much for sending this in!)

I wrote 2 of the 5-sentence ficlets for you: the chase, and then the aftermath of the catch 👀💕

boba fett x f!reader

tags: predator/prey dynamics, thrilling fear from being chased, PiV, light angst, brief edging

Slow steps echo in the catacomb-like halls of the Palace, your ears pricking up as you try to figure out which direction they’re coming from. Your heart galloping in your chest as your feet slide in the dirt, kicking up dust as you round a corner.

The reverberation of his never-changing, steady pace surrounds you - that thrill and flush of fear rocketing with the way it sounds louder now, closer.

Sounding like fun when you had suggested he hunt you, like he would a bounty - not expecting him to be so quick to find you, a heart-stopping jolt in your chest as an arm suddenly snakes around your stomach, a hand flattening against your mouth.

There’s the press of cold armor as he hauls you flush against him - your scream muffled, as he croons in your ear, “Well, well. What do we have here?”

His mouth leaves marks against your skin - overwhelming in the way he takes you, your chest pressed against the crate he’s hauled you across. Your cries echo as his steps did, so close with the steady plunge of his cock, the slick swirl of his fingers.

“Don’t run from me again,” He rasps, his command razor-sharp - and for a moment, you wonder if you’re still playing the game, or if this has morphed into something else.

The tempo of his fingers change - a swift tap of warning against your sensitive bud, making you squirm and sob as you’re held right at the cusp, “I won’t, I promise-”

“That’s my girl,” He groans, starting to circle them again - just as you begin to shatter.

[saradika’s sleepover celebration - open]

➠ james cameron’s avatar

kinkmas 2023 🔞

how different avatar characters would reject you

jake sully, neytiri, neteyam, kiri, lo'ak, tonowari, ronal, ao'nung, tsireya, miles quaritch, lyle wainfleet, mansk, prager, zdinarsk

→ lyle wainfleet

headcanons

help me – smut 🔞

lyle has to help out his prisoner, after she accidentally falls into aphrodisiac plants.

Not you cheating on Lyle with Boba🤔😭 jkjk😂

he doesn’t have to know 🤫

i would give him the sloppiest, back arching, ear deafening, toe curling, sheet fisting, vision blinding, tear inducing, mouth drooling, whimper causing, hip bucking, eye rolling, head ever

like deadass we getting married after if you say sum shit like this to me 😩

Yeah, I'm fine

*Types "«character name> x reader" into tumblr search bar*

The return of the king 😍👑

Captain Rex

Star Wars : The Bad Batch 3