stickysweetdaydreams

[stickysweetdaydreams]

they make me giggle

Dengar: Are you alive Boba Fett: Don't ask me no personal shit like this

[stickysweetdaydreams]

Fett told him, "the sarlacc found me somewhat indigestible, Solo." hehe. hes so silly.

Han Solo: Didn't you die? Boba Fett: That was weeks ago dude. Things change

[stickysweetdaydreams]

♡ ive yet to post about my little FNV oc's here ♡

Lykos [Λύκος] (left) & Pelopia [πελοπία] (right)

*i am taking creative liberties and changing things about the legion to make it more accurate to ancient Rome. Greek was actually considered the more "intelligent" language in the ancient world, whereas Latin was more for the less educated. Source? my husband spends a lot of time looking at firsthand resources from the ancient world, i dunno. i will explain more about the changes later on in the post. scroll all the way down for that. ♡*

Pelopia: A clairvoyant. She was born into the legion. Her mother was previously part of some tribe that was assimilated into the legion. As a little girl, she met Lykos and he took a liking to her, having a sort of "sense" that something was special about her. He always made comments to her that one day, he would take her as his wife. She liked him as well, but the idea of marriage had scared her. She was somewhat frightened of the men in the Legion.

She showed small signs here and there of her clairvoyance when she was around 6. Lykos brought it to Caesar's attention, who at first dismissed it as some kind of silly female hysteria, but once Pelopia had proven it by predicting some strange string of events, he actually took it seriously. As the years progressed, Pelopia began to have more intense visions which were starting to plague her mental health. She was anxiety ridden most of the time. Caesar was somewhat fond of her, or her ability at least, and had planned to use it to his advantage at some point in the near future. Pelopia's mother knew this, and so she planned to have her escape in the middle of the night to get away from the Legion territory, in fear that they would abuse Pelopia. (They had no plans of doing that. If anything, she would be respected and well taken care of. Doesnt make sense to abuse one of your assets.)

So one night, by the time Pelopia was 10, her mother sent her out with a small amount of supplies to make it for a few days, and she just told her to run as far away as she could and her mother would meet up with her soon. This would not happen.

Pelopia made a very great distance before being attacked by some radroaches, and ending up with minor head trauma that gives her some form of mild amnesia. She is rescued by a couple of people from Goodsprings who take her in. They give her the nickname "missy" because they dont know what else to call her and she can't remember her name. She grows older, falling in love with music and other typical girly things, eventually making her way up to singing at The Tops occasionally.

During all of this, bits and pieces of her memory come back to her, as well as the visions starting to resurface again, but its still fuzzy. She tries to ignore the clairvoyant nonsense that keeps pestering her, but it's hard to supress. At 19, she is sought out by Lykos, who is 22.

Lykos is part of Caesars Legion, a frumentarius. He and Vulpes are somewhat "cut from the same cloth", but they're still pretty different in a lot of ways. Lykos is more Greek leaning as far as language goes (self explanatory from the name, i guess?)

He has spent much more time on learning/research about history. He is also kind of more masculine in appearance (more fluffier, for sure) & way of speaking. Capable of much more violence.

He grew up in the Legion, so he is very well conditioned to it. He loved Pelopia from when he first saw her, and he had always called her his wife. Upon finding out that her mother snuck her out in the middle of the night when he was 13, he had been filled with an untameable rage.

He had been born to anger, but the events unfolding had made it worse. When he discovered that Pelopia was missing due to her mothers poor judgement, he found himself wanting to hang the woman from a cross himself. How could someone be so irresponsible with their child? His wife?

Caesar didn't seem to be too terribly bothered that Pelopia disappeared, but her mother was punished and killed for endangering a child and letting a somewhat important asset go missing.

Caesar knew of Lykos' love for Pelopia and told him that he would be able to go and search for her once he had become old enough and higher in rank. He also saw it as some sort of "test". If she were truly meant to serve the Legion with her ability, then there would be divine intervention to protect her and return her home at some point.

So once he was 22, that is what happened. He went undercover and made his way to the strip to become acquainted with her and hopefully find her and undo all the damage that had probably been done from living among the profligate degeneracy.

To his surprise, she wasn't too terribly tainted. He immediately recognizes her from this distinct beauty mark on her forearm. She wasn't given over to alcoholism and whoredom as he had worried may happen. She did dress more revealing than the women of the Legion who veiled themselves and didnt show off their skin in public, but she wasn't as steeped in filth as most other women around.

He is now tasked with slowly getting her to remember her old self and unbrainwash her from her current ways. Which would be difficult and would need to be done precisely to avoid any kind of outbursts and drama or resistance. (Of which, there obviously will be. lol.)

Eventually, Pelopia feels the visions really calling her to go back home for some reason. Something wicked this way comes...and she has to try and prevent it.

♡* as far as the creative liberties go? im wanting to make Caesar more consistent with the beliefs of true ancient Rome, lol. like, as stated before, there is more emphasis on Greek, as Julius Caesar also spoke Greek. Women are taught the custom of veiling and modesty and are usually spending time inside being homemakers or maidservants. they arent around other men and out in public constantly. they cannot be roped in with the male slaves because it is incredibly impractical. women menstruate so they would have days where they cannot do much of anything, and they are also biologically smaller and weaker. idk it just seems counterintuitive.

Theyre not really as misogynistic as people make them out to be? The ancients werent just outright mean and abusive to women for no reason? They actually probably did more to protect them by keeping them inside and safe from harm and not letting them in the arena to get bludgeoned to death by some beast, lol. I imagine they just acknowledge that women have a very important purpose and they value them, its just the opposite of whatever the men are doing. calm down, ok? they dont hate women.

Rape is not tolerated. Sexual immorality is not tolerated. I see copious amounts of fanfictions that have insane amounts of sex and the Legion soldiers not being able to control themselves? that would not fly in ancient Rome. it was very effeminate to not have control of your desires. they thought it was not masculine to constantly engage in that stuff. itd make you lose your "virtus", and this is kinda true. Guys cannot do that stuff frequently without being kinda drained of their life force, lol. Its like they sort of lose their vigor and intensity. It is just something that is biologically true, i dunno why. Caesar wants his soldiers fully functioning, they cant be weak 🫡.

The men all have to have short hair. it was seen as effeminate to have this luscious hair that youre constantly maintaining and being careful not to mess up. (in ancient world, you get made fun of if you scratch your head with one finger in an attempt to preserve your pretty hairdo. Caesar says, everyone point n laugh.)

i also believe they should be advanced like the ancients were. They had heated floors, guys. do you have heated floors? i dont think so. theyd put like burning coal or something underneath the floors of the bath room to make a nice hot bath...i bet that feels so nice...im so jealous...just little things like that. Despite being in a post nuclear world, they are very innovative and find ways to make life nicer for citizens and the like. aqueducts slay 😦. anyway. i think thats all. may add more to this post as i think of stuff. goodbye.*

[stickysweetdaydreams]

me...wanting to branch out n write fanfic/imagines for tim drake/red robin?...perhaps...♡

[stickysweetdaydreams]

♡ imagine being a sweet clairvoyant/empath girl & boba fett using that to his advantage for particularly taxing jobs (of which there are few) ♡

♡ clairvoyance and empath abilities were just something you were gifted with ever since you were small.

♡ you somehow encounter boba fett in some trashy bar place where hes busy doing a job.

♡ after taking care of his business, an unsuspected person appears from behind a corner and attempts to shoot at him from far away, but you already saw it coming 10 minutes ago in one of your visions.

♡ you snuck up behind the person and knocked him out with a heavy object.

♡ Fett interrogates you after, suspecting that youre secretly plotting something against him, but you explain your ability.

♡ he doesnt believe you at first, until you prove it to him. you reveal parts of his past to him that no one else knows, and you predict a bar fight 5 minutes before it breaks out.

♡ he kind of dislikes it at first, but then decides you may be useful. he keeps a tab on you.

♡ eventually he comes to find you and brings you along with him on a more elaborate job. work smarter, not harder. use whatever you can to get paid faster and easier, as long as its efficient.

♡ he tests u a lot first to make sure ur actually reliable.

♡ you're able to pick up on a lot of things faster and it saves him a lot of time.

♡ "i think youve got a small group of people waiting behind the next set of doors...5 or 6 guys with blaster rifles..."

♡ "you think or you know?"

♡ "....i know..."

♡ "very good."

♡ he offers you very tiny little praises like that, even just tiny nods of approval leave you kinda flustered.

♡ dont even get me started on "clever girl." goodbye.

♡ after the job is finished you find yourself kind of taken with him and you dont really want to go back to whatever you were previously doing.

♡ "couldn't i come with you?"

♡ "some other time, maybe."

♡ he leaves you in a nicer place, secretly keeping tabs on you still because he finds himself somewhat taken with you as well.

♡ some time passes and you occasionally find yourself being approached by him for small favors.

♡ eventually a long time passes and you dont hear too terribly much from him.

♡ you have visions of the sarlacc incident only a day before it happens, and you immediately start trying to make your way to tatooine.

♡ once you finally get to where it is, he has already escaped the pit after blowing it up and being found by Dengar and his betrothed, Manaroo.

♡ you throw yourself over him and hug him, crying.

♡ "oh, Jaster..."

♡ seeing him all burned and maimed breaks your heart and you apologize for not knowing sooner.

♡ hes kind of in and out of consciousness, but in his weakened state, hes softer and he confesses to you that he had missed you too.

♡ he has always been noted as being an "ugly man" (i.e. "the last one standing" and "essential guide to characters".) and that never bothered him much, but he feels slightly bothered that the first time you're seeing him is when hes even less appealing to look at due to all the burns and etc.

♡ you care very little. hes always said his helmet is his face. his appearance underneath doesnt matter to you.

♡ Dengar and Manaroo are confused. probably dont use his old name in front of other people who dont know about his past? lol

♡ you explain the history between the two of you to Dengar and Manaroo

♡ Dengar is stunned that he ever had any involvement with a woman, for obvious reasons.

♡ Manaroo is fascinated to meet a clairvoyant empath because she herself is an empath, so you two bond over that similarity

♡ Dengar nudges Fett, smirking "those empath women, huh?"

♡ Fett just gives him the look. like, you may have just helped prevent my death, but be quiet, lol.

♡ "well, Manaroo, I already have a best man now. do you need an extra bridesmaid?"

♡ (Fett agreed to be the best man for Dengar at the end of "payback: the tale of dengar" and i think its so cute lol...)

♡ she looks at you and smiles. "would you like to be a bridesmaid?"

♡ "you two are getting married? id love to be a bridesmaid!"

i love the idea of these 4 little sweeties being a friend group...♡ its so cute...hehe...

[stickysweetdaydreams]

this is the werewolf stereotype i wanna see more of. lol ♡ its so cute. kinda campy but i like it.

You know what? Now that i think about it why are Werewolves usually depicted as poor dirty losers? Wouldn’t they wash regularly to keep their fur clean and fluffy? Sure they’re running around the forest that doesn’t mean you’re disgusting. Wouldn’t werewolves and packs in a tough spot help eachother out?

[stickysweetdaydreams]

silly writing concept i have been sittin on, but...

werewolf romance story ♡ & its a well known little inside joke within the wolfie community that theres a specific type of girl that they mockingly refer to as "bunnies".

the ones who have really fast heartbeats, skittish, shy, pupils get real big, and always flush whenever theyre in the presence of a wolf, even if theyre just in their human form. its like a sixth sense.

they just usually think its funny to mess with those types of girls and tease them like a predator toying with its prey and enjoying getting a rise out of them...but one wolfie in particular happens to really fall in love with a "bunnie" ♡

is it silly?...i thought it was cute....

[stickysweetdaydreams]

"A Bounty Hunters' Day Off."

[stickysweetdaydreams]

i will write for more characters. i will, i will, i will...just not sure who...♡

[stickysweetdaydreams]

[stickysweetdaydreams]

so friendly ♡ so polite

[stickysweetdaydreams]

o hi ♡ i am here to make my case for why the original boba fett could maybe be capable of wanting to obtain a wife despite his demeanor because i need to give myself a pardon for writing my silly fiction...

"Fett approved of her modesty, but it did not prevent him from continuing to look at her. He had never so much as held a woman in his arms, Boba Fett, and the desire for a woman came to him less frequently with the passage of the years[...]and she was worth looking at, still flushed from her struggles with her dark hair cascading down over the pale sheet."- The Last One Standing (1996)

i believe he was somewhere in his 30s at this point in time? he certainly wasnt woman-crazy but he wasnt totally devoid of those feelings of interest. it just came to him less frequently as time went on. hes a busy guy ♡ i dont suppose i need a real excuse to do anythin since its all just for fun, but i do try to be a little sensible on occasion. ♡ bare with me while i play pretend. i'll give u a little (platonic) kiss on the cheek if ur nice to me. 💋

(after all...the entire franchise just retconned all his EU lore in 2002 & rewrote everything. maybe, perhaps, i can rewrite my own lore, too...as a little treat ♡)

[stickysweetdaydreams]

Welcome to my little blog ♡

hello ♡ you may call me whatever sweet little name you'd like. i dont mind. im just a 21 year old girl enjoying her time here.

my main blog is ♡ here ♡

presently, I have been going through a Boba Fett phase so that is what I've been writing. i am kind of a purist with this stuff, so i only really like his original backstory before the prequels were made. and i miss his original voice lots. heres some links to stuff involving his original lore since no one seems to know much about it. ♡

♡ Essential guide to characters: Boba Fett (1995)

♡ Twin engines of Destruction Comic (1996)

♡ The Last One Standing: The Tale of Boba Fett (1996) [audiobook]

♡ A Barve Like That: The Tale of Boba Fett (1995) [audiobook]

♡ Boba Fett: Death, Lies, & Treachery Comic (1998)

♡ Bounty Hunter Wars Trilogy: Book 1, Book 2, Book 3

heres a little masterlist of all my current fanfics. its small for now but it will expand over time.

Boba Fett x Princess Oc

♡ Excerpt 1

♡ Excerpt 2

♡ Excerpt 3

Boba Fett x Reader

♡ "Try Tonight"

reader is a girl in exile from her home planet. ended up being a popular singer at a local dive bar. certain bounty hunter takes a liking to her. her voice reminds him of home & of a time before his own exile. he finds himself wanting to make a wife out of her, against his better judgement.

♡ "Soft N' Sweet For You"

reader is Fett's sweet little wife that he put up in a nice place to live so he can have a darlin' to treasure and call his own (in secret). it's not like him to be so soft, but he is for only one girl.

Boba Fett Imagines

♡ Imagine being a clairvoyant empath Fett uses to his advantage.

[stickysweetdaydreams]

o gosh o gosh o gosh...the one time Boba Fett is ever super soft in true original pre-1999 canon is in "Payback: The Tale of Dengar" n it makes me so sad...

When hes being exiled for killing his superior officer, the pleader Iving Creel warns him that he may be killed if he angers the judge/jury enough with his arrogance since he wont apologize...and he says, "You cant love life too much, pleader." always talking about how everyone dies eventually n its their final and only lasting justice...

but after being swallowed up by the Sarlacc, suffering in there, blowing it up and escaping on the brink of death (being badly maimed and burned...) somethin seems to change within him...

when Dengar n his wife Manaroo find him in the sand and bring him back to the ship, he doesnt recognize Fett at first.

And he is thanking him over and over again for saving his life..."Thank you, friend. thank you,"

Dengar obviously says, "its no trouble," and Fett replies, "Do you still want to be partners, Dengar?"

This is coming from the man who openly doesnt like working with anybody.

And then he realizes who it is.

Boba Fett, the man who had betrayed him and even drugged his drink not that long ago. And in his weakened state, Dengar is able to strangle him...

and Fett is repeatedly apologizing, saying, "im sorry, im sorry, i was just following orders..."

n it makes my heart so sad. I know hes a real tough guy, for sure. he was a soldier, a stormtrooper, journeyman protector, etc. But he's still just a person with feelings n deep down im sure he does value his life.

It makes me wonder lots about his past when he was younger. The original lore never really had a chance to get into that (if they ever even intended to, but i doubt it. its likely better off that way. he should be mysterious.) before they just retconned it all and started over. Somethin mustve happened to him at such a young age to toughen him up so bad n put up that front. </3 makes my heart feel big owies.

[stickysweetdaydreams]

♡ Soft N' Sweet For You ♡

(Boba Fett x Reader)

summary: reader is Fett's sweet little wife that he put up in a nice place to live so he can have a darlin' to treasure and call his own (in secret). it's not like him to be so soft, but he is for only one girl ♡

disclaimer: this version of fett is exclusively based on his pre-prequels backstory + the OT. (i.e "tales of the bounty hunters" "the bounty hunter wars trilogy" etc.) he is not a clone, nor is he mandalorian. canon voice is Jason Wingreen. if you are interested, click here for his original lore ♡

♡ ♡ ♡

You slept soundly in your cozy little bed.

Well, not quite "little". It was rather large, made to fit more than one person.

But your person was currently away on "business", and he had been for a few days now.

You worried for his safety often, but you knew he had his reputation and charged insanely high prices for a reason.

"I'm the best at what I do. You have no need to worry about me."

Even still, you wished you could travel everywhere with him so you could know what he was doing at all times...just to ease your troubled mind.

You dreamt of him every night. Sometimes about the day you two met and he took you away from your less fortunate life.

"You're a nice girl...You don't belong in a place like this."

He gently held your face with his gloved hand, the subtle scent of blaster smoke dizzying you.

"Take me somewhere else, then?"

And he did.

You woke with a start, your heart beating like it belonged to a small scared animal.

Sitting up in bed, you panted softly, suddenly overcome with a sense of dread for seemingly no reason at all.

Something felt strange.

You shakily ran your fingers through your hair and looked around the dimly lit room. You kept a small night light in the corner at all times just to feel safe whenever Fett was away.

When he was with you, you felt no need to worry about anything. He was a force to be reckoned with and a majority of the galaxy knew that, so of course he made you feel protected.

The light only illuminated a small portion of the room, leaving the rest almost completely enveloped in darkness.

You felt a rush of adrenaline and dread as you imagined the possibility of someone sneaking into your home in an attempt to get some revenge against the infamous bounty hunter.

But how could that be? The security system was as good as it could possibly be. Fett went to great lengths to make sure that you would be safe whenever he was away...

Also, no one really knew that you belonged to him, so it seemed unlikely, but being alone and afraid in the dark can play funny tricks on the mind.

Slowly reaching underneath the pillow next to you, you felt around for the little blaster that you kept nearby.

He taught you how to properly hold it and shoot just in case. He thought it was something you should never have to do, but you know what they say, "desperate times...".

Suddenly you heard a click and the balcony door that was a few feet away from your bed slid open.

Your heart leapt into your throat, pounding wildly in your ears as instincts kicked in.

You whipped your head around and pointed the blaster at whoever the intruder was, but you didn't shoot yet.

"Easy, my love. It's only me."

All of the tension in your body melted away with those few words.

There was the familiar voice that you'd come to love despite how little you often heard him speak.

You sprung out of bed and ran to him, wrapping your arms around his torso and pressing your face into his chest.

He felt sturdy and cold as per usual in his armor. The cool beskar made you shiver and caused little goosebumps to form all over your arms and legs.

You fell asleep wearing a thin nightie so you weren't properly prepared to be greeted by the frigid metal.

"Jaster...I missed you..." You felt warmth spread over your ears, cheeks, and nose as tears slowly welled up in your sleep-dazed eyes.

Everytime you had called him by his real name, it softened him a little more. Your delicate little honeyed voice was just too sweet to his battle hardened soul.

He remembered the day he confided in you about his past. It had taken such a long time, but you didn't ever pry. You simply allowed him to take his time and let you in little by little.

Fett returned the hug, being far more gentle than any creature in the galaxy could possibly imagine he was capable of.

Then you felt him shuffling around.

A bare hand touched the soft skin of your cheek, urging you to look at him.

And you did.

Your heart fluttered as you looked up into the familiar black T-shaped void of his helmet.

You adored his armor, and you came to recognize it as just part of who he was, although it was taken from a race that he was not a part of.

But sometimes you wished you could see underneath the helmet.

He had taken it off around you many times, but only under the condition that the lights were off.

You had been given in marriage to a man that you still have yet to even see and it drove you to near madness sometimes.

"I wish you would let me see your face sometime..."

"This is my face."

You decided not to pester him too much over it. You were happy enough that you were given the privilege to even feel it.

You had tried to map it out in your mind using only your hands, but it never quite worked.

You just noted that he wasn't bare-faced, and you could tell by the texture of his skin that he was a tough guy, inside and out.

It put a deep ache in your chest and in your belly.

"My poor girl. I've left you for so long."

His voice was calm and steady despite speaking so amorously.

He could always read you so well, like an open book that was begging him to skim through the pages.

Wistful longing was written across your face as clear as day. You couldn't help it. Two more days without him than usual seemed to always leave you hurting.

You nuzzled your face into his warm hand, the contrast of his rugged flesh against your delicate face flustering you.

"You did...please stay longer this time?" You asked him gently.

"I will."

You swooned as he ran the pad of his thumb over your cheek.

You wanted so badly to kiss him. The feeling was akin to a smoldering fire within your core.

Carefully, you turned your face to the side and placed your lips against the palm of his hand, planting a little kiss.

He suddenly stopped moving.

You could feel the eyes beneath his helmet just staring into you, but you had almost no idea as to what he was thinking.

Then he spoke carefully.

"Go turn out that light."

You felt a little knot form in your stomach as you nodded slowly and quickly scampered over to the corner of the room where you kept the night light.

You turned it off and took your sweet time padding across the cold floor to make your way back to where he was standing.

It was now almost pitch black. You could see almost nothing.

The familiar hissing sound of his helmet being removed made you blush slightly with excitement.

You heard him place it on the bedside table and the quiet creaking sound of the bed.

"Come here," He called to you.

You reached your arms out in an attempt to feel your surroundings.

You walked to the side of the bed and almost tripped over his legs, but he grabbed you and steadied you.

Then he sat you down carefully on his knee.

"Sorry," You muttered shyly, feeling embarrassed.

He didn't reply.

He leisurely placed a trail of tender kisses along your neck and on your cheek.

You felt faint, an all consuming warmth overcoming your entire body.

He treasured and loved you dearly and you could always feel that despite his usual distant nature. It left you truly bewildered.

Boba Fett was usually not a gentle man by any means. But he was soft for you.

♡ ♡ ♡

[stickysweetdaydreams]

o gosh...cant stop thinkin about how OG Fett would be if he ever did actually find himself a little wife...♡

I imagine he'd put her up somewhere real nice n' sweet n' secluded so she can be safe and have a happy little life ♡

sadly, he'd come and go a lot cuz hes got lots of work to do, but whenever he does come back, i bet its the one time he'd rlly be peaceful ♡

i think he'd just want to have a sweet lil thing that he can treasure and keep to himself. they'd have to be sure to keep it very hush so that he doesnt risk her safety </3 but im sure itd still be lovely...

a lot of what he earns goes towards maintenance for Slave I i think, but in the books when someone asks about what he spends his copious amounts of credits on, and he gets kind of irritated that some person is trying to pry into his business..

n i just like to imagine it's cuz he uses a good portion of it so he can have a nice lil place for his love to stay safe and enjoy her life and be there for him whenever he has the time to visit ♡...(even though i know thats not canon hehe)

everyone brings up the talkin point about how in his OG lore he makes a comment abt how sex between those not married is immoral, n' i think thats why i imagine he'd just be so pleased to have his own lil wife for himself rather than all these concepts ppl have of him hooking up with random bar maids n the like...it seems very ooc to me </3

i think hes perfectly capable of being a lil bit of a flirt..i mean he has the superiority complex & all..(i had so much mixed feelins about that added scene in ROTJ even tho i think its so..cute...) but i dont think itd go beyond that until he was actually betrothed or married. n then once he does find someone he obviously would put that behind him n save all his love for that special girl ♡

i dunno ...i need to stop ramblin...

[stickysweetdaydreams]

aaa...i hope my little fanfic is sweet 4 anyone who reads it...i know its not that good but i try, i try, i try...♡