#but it’s too late now

[funky-little-equines]

Here, can you hold him a sec?

[feymaid]

She modified the armor to be more practical 😔

[acatalystrising]

Alriiiiighty people, I am working on Small Favors and hollllly moly is it going to be spicy! I can’t finish it today, sad days, BUT I have a short teaser to share with you. I’ll be publishing the entire thing soon, but for now, enjoy 😉

NSFW under the cut - teasing, dirty talk, fingering, dom!Boba, which is a warning in and of itself lollllll

“Anything,” you confidently met his gaze, even as his grip on you tightened. “Anything you want.”

He fell silent for a moment, chest heaving, heart thundering beneath the beskar. A sly smirk curved on the corner of his lip, accompanied with a cutting gleam in his eyes, and it was then that you realized you were screwed.

“Anything.” He mirrored, dipping his head to meet your neck, sucking a bite on your pulse point. You bit back a moan despite your best efforts, far too keenly aware as one of his hands slid down your side and settling on your inner thigh, dangerously close to your crotch. “But you’ve already given me everything, mesh’la. Why would I risk losing what is already mine?”

Oh maker, he was playing with you. Making this harder than necessary. Punishing you for disobeying him.

“Umm, I…” you swallowed hard as his hand slipped between your legs, stifling another moan as he slowly, gently, torturously caressed your clothed clit. Gods, this wasn’t how you’d expected this to go. “I…just thought it would be fun, ya know? I’m always��maker…always wanting to try new things with you.”

He hummed, kissing your neck again, then your ear, your cheek, and finally your lips. He kissed you like a starved man, greedily nipping at your lips, tongue carving a path into your mouth, claiming you as his. He slipped his hand underneath your pants, your underwear the only barrier, deft fingers already bringing that coiling heat closer to the surface. You bucked against him, chasing his fingers, and he kept you flush with his chest with a growl.

“So my little princess wants to be hunted, hmm?” He had the audacity to lick a stripe up your neck as he circled your arching clit. “She wants to be hunted like a bounty? Like prey? That what you really want, little one? To feel helpless? Trapped with nowhere to go? Darling, I’ll show you helpless.”

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Tagging those who have shown interest below:

@hideflen @daimyosprincess @thirsty-boba-fett-posts @marierg @rain-on-kamino @rexxdjarin @ceapa-mica @deewithani @bobathirstaccount @dukeoftheblackstar

[piperslovebot]

I ship Neia, but I also don’t want them to be canon and I don’t think they'd work in canon if that makes sense.

[little-vesper]

getting up to go to class before reading week is like asking a fatally wounded soldier to fight another battle, it’s in humane (I’ve been at school for 2 hours and this is my 3rd coffee)

[julietwiskey1]

Jinx has become my new comfort character.

I have made a grave error in judgment.

[slythereen]

sothis icon + f1 blog ?!?! inlove it when my interests unexpectedly collide

i will lay down my life for sothis !!! she’s Her !!! i choose to believe chrom and byleth are the type of ppl who would be f1 fans it’s all coming together

[yudgefudge]

julian alvarez nation I finally hear you

[ovium-sheep]

THIS IS STELLAR, HOLD ON

that feeling when you cant decide on a color palette so the obvious answer is to do ALL OF THEM

[ruushes]

sleeping arrangements (not sure tara would ever actually deign to sleep in the same 20ft radius as shovel but who can resist those big shiny insectoid black eyes 🥺)

plus:

[sick-and-jaded]

I wish I could reconnect with C…I feel terrible about how everything went down still. But, they were toxic, and I have to move on.

[spinejackel]

What are dead man walking tornadoes? :O

it’s a multi-vortex tornado. i dont remember the tribe it originates from (i think it was cherokee), but there’s a native american legend…? saying? that goes “if you see a man in a tornado, you are about to die.”

the most infamous shot of a dead man walking tornado hit jarrell, texas in 1997

it did so much damage to the town it caused the scale that tornados are measured by, the fijita scale, undergo revisions, and it made anchoring buildings in the tornado alley region pretty much mandatory. (it took the entire town off the map. only those who had taken shelter outside of the town or in underground bunkers survived.)

two more examples of dead man walking tornadoes looking like a person are a tornado from 2011 that hit cullman, alabama

and a tornado from 1975 that hit xenia, ohio

edit: it has been brought to my attention that the native american “legend” part of this post was a rumor spread by a documentary.

i have been asked to remove it, but i believe in letting my errors stand because i’m not perfect. i make mistakes

[transbeeduo]

IN THE CLUB STRAIGHT UP FORGETTING 🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥🔥

[logicallyblind]

something there’s a distinct lack of in batman fanfics, especially ‘brucie wayne’ centred ones is the networking he’d have to be doing on the daily to maintain that sorta reputation

like, we all know the man knows how to throw a gala but where are the brunches? the happy hour gossip session with his cover’s clique of the week? the golf club dinners he has to attend every third week of the month? what about visits to hospitals or schools or the soup kitchens for his philanthropy? come on now

you’re telling me he’s the most sought after celebrity in gotham city and beyond, an infamous playboy and supposed extroverted people person who can use long holidays that can last weeks at a time away in tropical islands supposedly partying it up as a plausible excuse to hide his injuries sometimes but when he’s in gotham he’s either at wayne enterprise meetings or tucked away at home alone? nah

i want to see bruce having to really utilise those meditation breathing skills he learned in the league while he’s having to sit upright in a chair with 4 broken ribs, a sprained wrist and a minor concussion in a painfully bright restaurant at 3pm on a wednesday having to listen to bethany-anne titter on about the latest gossip about her neighbours affair with the maid that’s basically an open secret by now like pls there’s so many different routes you can go with this depending on the genre,,, make bruce have to REALLY commit to that cover of his lmao

[tizzymcwizzy]

would you perhaps like to play a game of logical chess?

[asasdemorcego]

me lately once again