Convincing young Boba to grow out his hair so you can tug on it better 👀
HAWK! You know how I feel about this (This piece is what happens in my brain when I think about long-haired twenty-something Boba btw)
CW: Oral sex (f receiving), vaginal fingering, hair pulling
You catch him standing in front of the mirror, clippers in one hand, a slice of polystarch bread in the other. This is fairly normal: there’s rarely enough time to separately attend to grooming and eating when between jobs. But you stop dead, gasping in horror.
He glances up at you. “What?”
“You’re not cutting your hair, are you?”
He gives you a pained look. “Do you have any idea how fucking hot it is in that helmet? At least let me get it away from my ears.” Smoothly taking the clippers from his hand, you step closer.
“I can do that for you.” He doesn’t argue, but the scowl doesn’t lift. You know he’ll probably just finish the job later, when you’re asleep. This is unacceptable, you decide, snipping away at the sides of his head.
That night, both still jangled with the adrenaline of finishing a job, he drives you against the wall of the ship. His lips are insistent and rough, the same way he always is after a fight. His fingers slide under the waistband of your pants, callouses hard as he drags them against your clit, gritting a low curse when he feels the wetness already gathered there.
He drops to his knees in front of you, ripping away at your clothes to drag one of your knees over his shoulder. His full lips close around your cunt, enveloping you in the heat of his mouth as he groans against you. Breathing hitched, your fingers tangle immediately into the mess of his hair — and that’s when you remember the conversation from earlier. It makes you tug harder, winding the curls around your hands and pulling hard enough to make him hiss, even as he hooks two fingers under his tongue, making your knees weaken.
“Please,” you gasp, head knocking back into the wall of the ship. “Oh, shit, please, please, please…”
His fingers don’t slow their movements, curling devastatingly against that particular spot as he leans back to look up at you. “What, little one? You want me to make you cum on my face?” You shake your head weakly, even as your hand tightens in his hair again.
He frowns, adding a third finger, making your knees buckle. Holding you up with his other hand around your waist, he sucks his lower lip into his mouth, teeth flashing as he tastes your arousal on his skin. “You want me to fuck you already?”
“No,” you manage, eyes rolling shut. Roughly, you yank his head forward, bringing his tongue back to your clit so he can’t keep asking you questions. “Promise me you won’t… cut your fucking hair.”
You feel the chuckle vibrate against your heat, even as your muscles begin to seize.
YOU CAN’T JUST DROP THAT DELICIOUS CODY SNIPPET AND LEAVE US HANGING— 🥵🥵🥵😭😭😩😩🥵🤭 I’m suing for horny damages
LMFAOOO okay but fr blame @delusionsxfgrandeur she simply has infected my brain
truly don’t think about cody coming to you everytime the 212th lands back on coruscant, run ragged and tired and needing a release, and you’re more than happy to be that for him.
don’t picture him getting drunk at 79s and trying to avoid you bc he knows he’s catching feelings, but the night comes and goes and cody shows up at your apartment and he’s sloppy drunk, and he just drags you to bed. you refuse because of how drunk he is and he’s begging you “please, come on, girl, i need to, i need this” and you tell him to jack himself off if it’s that bad, and cody just groans because it’s not about that.
‘what is it, then?’ you ask, and he kisses you, messy and wet and he says ‘i don’t need to fuck, girl. i need to fuck you.’ but you don’t fuck, you just kiss and kiss until he passes out, and in the morning he’s fucking mortified, because that’s as close as cody gets to saying i love you, so when you tell him to shower because he smells like beer he brings you with him, and he presses you against the wall and fucks you like he always does - rough and mean and hard, but you’re not having it.
‘be a man and fuck me like you want to’ you tell him, and oh, that pisses him off, so he turns you around and looks you in the eyes and he thinks he’s gonna tear you apart, he thinks he’s gonna ruin you, but the longer he looks at you the sweeter he gets, the gentler his hands become, the softer his kisses, until you’re forehead to forehead and he’s cursing your name because ‘you’re in my head girl, how are you doing that?’
cody realizes he’s been a dick, and naturally, he has to apologize. he eats you out right there in the shower, and you come two more times before he has to leave. he’s still rough with you, of course, but god when he’s nice he’s real nice.
The first is this amazingly wonderful gift that @lilhawkeye3 wrote for me a while ago. I re-read it so much because it is just so wonderful and it makes me feel so much better when I'm feeling sick in general but especially when I am having bad cramps.
The second is this multi-chapter fic by @captainrexisboo. It is such an amazing story and I have gone back to re-read it so many times just because of how well written it is and just how spectacular she is able to write emotional stories. Every time I read this fic, I just get so enraptured with it and I am finding myself up till one in the morning to read through the whole thing again.
The third ones are this and this and this by @snippy-tano. God there is so much that I could say about these fics. They just give my heart such a leap any time I read them and I'm usually wiping away a few tears by the end just because the payoff to the build is always so so well done.
The last fic(s) I'm going to recommend aren't one's that I have re-read yet because I am still making my way through the series are this and the sequel to it by @rowansparrow. I kid you now when I say these are the best fics I have ever read. I want to print them out and bind them in a book. Every chapter is like living a lifetime with these characters and the world that they create is just stunning and beautiful. I have spent sleepless nights with these fics. I have sobbed my heart out with these fics. I have theorized with these fics and hoped with every fiber of my being that I never get to the end of this fantastic journey that I have been taken on. I really don't have the words to describe how much these fics have genuinely changed my life and how they are constantly present in my mind. I will scream from the heavens that these fics are so worth reading because they are.
All of these fics and all of the other things that these writers have written are absolutely spectacular. I highly suggest that you and anyone who sees this goes and checks out their masterlists because you will love what they write and they deserve all the love in the world for giving it to us.
For @lilhawkeye3’s amazing fic “Ruby and Gold” Chapter 3.
He stops mid-stride, halfway to the door, not even needing to look back to see why she called after him because Chuchi has already risen to her feet and rushed to stand before him, the blaster left gently in the place she’d been sitting. He looked down at her in confusion to see her fumbling with something on her wrist, brow furrowed in concentration as she removed a thin, golden band. Something amuses her as she looks between it and him, and she paused to pry the gap in the solid bracelet further apart so it could fit around a wrist size larger than hers.
“I’m afraid this won’t offer much protection,” she explained guiltily as she reached out to take his left hand from where it dangled by his side, holding it firmly as she slipped the bracelet on him between the gap in his hand and arm guard. The metal caught momentarily on his blacks when she pushed it a bit higher up his arm, until it rested out of sight beneath his arm guard. “But it is all I have to offer.”
The simple golden bangle becomes part of his uniform, hidden beneath his blacks so it presses snugly against his skin day and night. (His chest plate may protect bolts from reaching his heart, but Chuchi’s bangle is the real armor keeping it safe.)
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I can’t help it, it was such a viceral visual in my head. The well-loved armor, with all it’s scuffs and knicks, the weathered blacks and worn leather gloves, and then this pretty little gold bracelet. No gauntlet plate, so you can see Fox’s gloves. The textures were fun to play with.
The other problem with the Mandalorian rn is it started off as something anyone could enjoy. Hardcore fans, casual fans, or complete newcomers. Now... if you don’t know xyz about every single show or obscure lore, you’re lost. Mandalorian started off strong bc we were seeing new and unexplored parts of the universe. And now it’s done a 180 on that set rule from season 1 and is expanding way too quickly. I feel like it’s lost sight of what it wants to be a show about.
I mean a little bit, yeah, and case in point. It’s like a nasty side-effect of sidelining dramatic arc construction for your heroes and instead leaning into episodic busywork with bit too much fervor and little follow-through. Would have disagreed with you maybe 1-2 episodes ago, but the 13th was a jarring example of exactly what you’re saying. I could draw a direct comparison between cobb vanth and ahsoka, both members of non-movie lore, both being integrated into the episodic/thematic storytelling of the show, both with diametrically opposite levels of success. We got introduced to steaming hot silver fox space olyphant as a sheriff of a town with needs, wants, and a context for mando to fit in; so he 100% worked as both an offshoot fan service plug and an expansion of the universe for us unknowing fans. And his role ended with clear story beats, textbook stuff. While with ahsoka, you got a healthy dose of assumed intent (again, those few opening seconds of her mercilessly slaughtering dudes in a forest were.. a choice), and her literal personal conflict end hinged on a namedrop that meant literal jackshit to me. Even bo-katan’s mcguffin chase had at least some context for show-watchers, while this was plain MCU-level silly. I get it’s supposed to be a cool promise, but do we need this now, for this story? And if not, then why was its articulation warranting a B-plot at all?
It’s honestly too much to get into now, but yeah. I don’t think that’s a different problem either, just a natural extension of what I have my own beef with. If they focus on dramatizing mando/grogu’s arc, any episodic salad dressing will work like gangbusters. They just have to find courage and shift that status quo, but with disney, who the f knows!