#boba inspo

[corazondebeskar-reads]

sometimes I remember that early mandalorian culture lore has a huge taboo on sex before marriage and just—

I know it was a product of the times but I can’t believe they expected us to believe this guy didn’t fuck

they were like “look at this smooth dude in badass armor. btw he’s a virgin.”

sorry george. this guy fucked. like. no doubt.

(ik ik, boba’s mandalorian status has changed over and over but c’mon.)

[babzyz]

brina's work shift and a late night snack ‧₊˚ ⋅𓌉◯𓇋

[sovlosetoyu]

⋆౨ৎ˚⟡˖ ࣪ my 2024 moodboard୭ ˚. ᵎᵎ

[fic-inspo9000]

Fic Inspiration

Fandom : Star Wars

Sub - Fandom : Prequels & The Mandalorian

Inspo :

Din was getting shot at, then he wasn't for a moment, then he was again. Everyone was still there and he had all his parts attached, but he wasn't fighting kriffing droids anymore. He had just cut off another Verd's head.

( ok so it may not be clear from above but Din and the gang ( Boba, Fennec, Grogu, Paz, you choose etc ) are in a fire fight and then they are in another firefight... But in the past. I kinda saw this as like Jaster is still alive, Din just cut off Tor's / Montross's head with the dark saber ( Because Bo-Katan was like binch ur stuck with kingship now) but it could also totally be Clone Wars or whenever. It could go a couple ways from how I see it. They could get separated from then, or they could stick together with the Jedi/Clones/True Mandos, or absolute chaos and creativity. Din is like 'IDK what is happening but I keep keeping with my code' and everyone from the timeline (ex: Jaster, Obi-Wan, Jango, Cody, Dooku) is like 'wow so majestic look at these ancient warriors brought to us by the force/manda' and the rest of the gang is like 'wow I know we're in the past but imma just not say anything cause this is funny/is a chance to fix everything'. Din as usual ends up killing the BBEG way too early and it continues with funny stuff from there)

[binthm]

some curly haired clone sketches:) (w/ & w/out filter)

[tiredofsatansbullshit]

This drawing strip has inspired me to write a little thing that is barely a drabble so here you go

Warning: (slight) spoilers for The Mandalorian Chapter 23

“Kryze wants to talk to you, says it’s an emergency,” Fennec tosses the comm in her hand at Boba as she enters the room, dropping down onto the chair next to his.

Sighing, Boba picks up the comm and is met with the sight of an annoyed Bo-Katan Kryze. “What,” Boba is not in the mood to deal with her. “I have been leading the Mando’ade in retaking Manda’yaim-” Bo-Katan began to speak but Boba cut her off. “I literally couldn’t care less about what you and your group of zealots are attempting, Kryze.”

Boba could practically see the steam coming out of Bo-Katan’s ears but her next sentence wiped the smirk that was forming on his face right off. “Moff Gideon has Djarin.” Grabbing his buyce from the table, Boba began preparations to leave, “I will be there as soon as possible. The land of Manda’yaim will once again be blessed with the blood of our enemies. The brutal ways of Mando’ade will be shown, there will be no mercy. The last thing those imp scum will see is the barrel of my blaster before they know nothing else.”

Mando'a translations (I hope I'm right, please let me know if any of it is wrong"

Mando'ade: Mandalorians

Manda'yaim: Mandalore (literally translates to Mandalorian home)

Buyce: Helmet

[daimyosprincess]

Oooh could I please ask about Beskar Hearts? 👀💕

Post the names of all the files in your WIP folder, regardless of how non-descriptive or ridiculous. Let people send you an ask with the title that most intrigues them, then post a little snippet or tell them something about it.

Beautiful Jess thank you for the ask because this one..... WHEW 😮‍💨😮‍💨

It's legit just porn with the barest semblance of plot to get us to from one spicy scene to the next. That's it, that's the tweet.

Enjoy below 🤭

18+ only — MINORS DO NOT INTERACT

Bonus: Inspo

A monotone ping sounds from the ship's control panel, drawing Din's attention away from the blaster he's cleaning. Looking up, he sees the message alert of the comm array blinking to life, pulsing like a steady heartbeat—a holo from Boba. He probably wants to check if everything's okay, Din figures as he sets aside his task to play the message. He'd gone a week over schedule, after all.

The job had been simple enough: track down a rogue smuggler and bring him back to the palace, and be back in less than a week. Reality, however, had turned out quite different; the smuggler had proved to be smarter than he looked, leading Din on a two week chase through the jungles of some Maker-forsaken moon in the Deygobah system. Tired and ready to be back at the palace, back with you, Din starts the message.

Instead of Boba, however, he's greeted by your face, tilted back at a sharp angle, on the glowing holo-projector. There's a rough hand tangled in your hair pulling your head back, and your eyes are wild with desperation. A familiar deep voice rumbles out of frame, "Go on then, princess, tell Djarin why you begged me to call him."

"Din… Din, please," you croak out before you screw your eyes shut and a moan spills from your lips. You try to bury your face down off camera but the hand in your hair forces your face up.

Tutting in disapproval, Boba's voice crackles through the comm again. "Let him see how good you look while you're taking me… fuck… now go on and tell him."

Heat flashes through the Mandalorian like fire through brush, his cock already now half hard. The past two weeks had left no time to spare for attending to personal needs, and he missed you and Boba. Your smile, his warmth, your bodies pressed together in bed.

"Din, Din, please he won't let me come until you get back, please where are you?"

"You hear her, Djarin? Poor little thing's desperate."

You whimper pitifully as you bounce in the frame of the holo, another moan escaping you.

"Tell him how good my cock makes that sweet little pussy feel, tell him how bad you want to come."

"O-oh fuck, Din, it feels so fucking good but he won't let me-fuuuuuck-Din, please, I want to come so bad, please, please come home."

"Listen to how good she begs, Djarin. Don't keep our princess waiting, I don't know how much more she can take without breaking the rules like a good girl."

The message ends, cutting to static before the comm shuts off. Din is dizzy with want, his blood singing your name like a prayer. The image of Boba's hand in your hair, your expression dark with desire fills his head until there's nothing but the thought of you left. The softness of your skin, the sweet heat of your cunt… kark. 

He knew how Boba liked to fill you up, stuff you so full that all you could do is babble and beg. He also knew Boba was a man of his word—if he said he wouldn't let you come until he came back, well then you wouldn't be coming. Fuck. Din wanted, needed to be back at the palace now, fucking you sweet and deep until you came all over him, releasing all the pent up frustration he'd caused you to endure in his absence. 

Despite wanting to chide Boba for holding your release captive—Din never could bring himself to deny you, not when you looked so pretty coming undone for them—a small still-rational piece of his mind knows it's for the best. Boba is the firm hand that strikes while Din is the soothing palm to rub away the pain, the two ends of your pleasure's spectrum. You needed both, you wanted both.

Din huffs out a breath, coming to a decision: if you couldn't come, then he couldn't either. He would wait until he was in your arms and your own pleasure satisfied before he attended to his own desires. That decided, Din picks up his forgotten blaster and resumes his previous task with some effort; Boba's commanding timbre and your lust-blown expression dance at the edges of his mind. Despite that temptation, and the protesting stiffness of his cock, Din remains true to his promise. Shooting a glance at the controls, he checks the remaining travel time—5 standard hours, 49 minutes till sublight to Tatooine. Six hours is nothing, he tells himself, not when the reward is you.

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[bearsbeetsbeskar]

hello lovelies!

so many people are finding my din djarin cock worship drabble (which wasn't really drabble lbr here) and im so giddy over it! I hope to finish that oneshot by the weekend

i'm genuinely curious, as to what fellow writers or readers enjoy about cock worship? is it the description and vocal expression of pleasure experienced by the character receiving head? is it the description of the actual act of it (mouth movements, sounds, sensations)?

what does delicious, toe curling, cock worship involve for you?

[sapphosacademy]

Motivation to start my essay, and motivation to finish it 😴

[lokibites]

art requests please!! (⁠θ⁠‿⁠θ⁠)

[taegularities]

gotcha babe!! 🤍 koo’s black&white pics own my pinterest board and my heart too

there's something about how jk looks when he stares down at someone or something. like the way his plush lower lip pouts and his big, sweet nose and the bangs covering his eyes and the full cheekies and how focused he seems.. sigh. big big sigh. im so in love with him, idk how to save myself lmao :')

[dyvex-awoo]

Do you like boba?

[janghoefett]

Hey friends! I am getting cozy on tumblr dot com for a night in. 

Love life is kicking my ass at the moment and in times like this I turn to reading and writing fics! Particularly thinking thots about my OC from the new version of Smoke and Mirrors I’ve been working on.

Anyway, here I am, sipping my tea with you guys. Heeyyyyyyy

[alottacado]

One boba milk tea nail 🧋

I need to make a new set. So, of course I’ve been experimenting with like 20 ideas instead of making a set that I’ll need in probably two days. But I’m so happy with this single boba nail. Not sure if I’m brave enough to wear a whole set.

Short oval press on nail slightly filed for a more almond shape

Base coat

Lightish pink-beige color (Beetles b322), two coats to make mostly opaque.

Beetles blooming gel, with a dollop of burnt orange (Beetles a915), beige (Gellen 314), and white (Beetles a799 - I am obsessed with this one. It’s just barely off-white. It’s called Milkshake!). Swirled with a toothpick and cured.

Boba pearls dotted with a toothpick using mostly black (Gellen 016) with a bit of burnt orange and clear builder. Cured.

Another layer of blooming gel with the three “tea” colors, but a thinner coat. Cured.

A couple more dots of just black on the boba pearls to make them look more 3D. Cured

Clear builder, cured, top coat, cured.

It looked like a jelly bean at this point. Filed the top and sides a bit to make it symmetrical.

Wiped off the dust, another layer of top coat, and done!

[parasolpaper]

[WATERPROOF] ACNH Tia Time Boba Bubble Pearl Milk Tea Drink Vinyl Sticker Decal