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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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[Disclaimer: I was absolutely fucking wasted when I wrote this. I’ve cleaned up all the typos I could find, but “Drunk Tailor’s Thots” and the meme stay. Enjoy.]
Title: cracks in his armor Pairing: Daddy x Reader, your tongue x his hammer (and other places), your back x his work table lmaoooo [Sadet (OC) x f!Reader] Word Count: too many (~3k ish?) Rating: absolute filth like NC-21 or something like I’d probably throw myself off a cliff if anyone saw this shit irl Warnings: no use of a condom because tailor is a hoe like that just pretend it’s okay, the ol’ in an out, you lick his hammer, stuff, plot what plot this is straight up porn, inappropriate use of a hammer, he is big meat mando we are hiding all 7+ inches of tiingilar-fed Mandalorian sausage in various holes, we’re climbing the Matterhorn and sliding all the way down to base camp coochie first, we are fucking Sadet like it’s the Dicklympics and we’re going for gold in every category Author’s Notes: just pure unadulterated thirst because who doesn’t want to get bent over and absolutely destroyed by a dude with nice shoulders and a huge dick also we’re licking his hammer BUT pretend it’s CLEAN I ain’t got time to write in him cleaning it off, it’s clean, I promise. 
[I feel like I need to apologize to @magsgotswags​ for what I’ve done to her boy, but...that would be a huge fucking lie and I am not a liar. That being said...I’ll hose him off, put his hammer through the autoclave, and make sure he eats a well-balanced meal before I send him back. 🤣]
📚 My Master List 📚
You’re not sure how this even started but here you are, bent forward over Sadet’s work table with your pants down around your thighs and his cock buried in you to the hilt. He’s got one hand wrapped around the back of your neck, pressing your cheek into the soft, buttery wood underneath you. The other hand holds your wrists behind your back as he fucks into you, his fingers like iron bands as they dig into the delicate bones in your wrists. 
Sadet isn’t big into emotions, but you know for a fact there are at least two things he loves in life – his craft and his big beautiful beskar hammer. Hazily, you wonder if it was the fact that you had cornered him to ask what his line of work entailed that caught his laser-like attention and got you into this situation. A sharp thrust forces a half-sob from your throat as his cock finds the end of you, as if he can sense your distraction from the lesson at hand. He has this thing where he likes to lecture you and test you on what you’ve retained later. It’s not fair – you both know it – but you’re whimpering so much right now you can’t even protest his treatment of you.
Even if you could, you wouldn’t. As emotionally constipated as he is, this is still the best cock you’ve had in your life and you’ve made some headway with getting him to open up a bit. You are not fucking this up. Licking your lips, you let your eyes drift shut as he continues his merciless pace, hips smacking wetly into your ass. You’re virtually helpless to do anything but take his cock. Just the way you like it.
“ – utilizes seven basic techniques [1],” he’s saying, and you feel him look down at you as he squeezes his fingers around your wrists. “Can you name four of them and tell me what each one accomplishes?”
You manage to uncross your eyes as you open them.
“D-drawing,” you gasp out. “Len-lengthens th-the metal.”
“You like length, don’t you,” he murmurs. “Continue.”
A whine pours out of your mouth as he changes his angle just a bit, pressing his cock right into that sweet spot, the one that has you squirming and throbbing.
“B…bending…”
“Mm-hmm,” he responds. “Bent, just like you right now, hmm?”
“…heat,” you manage to get out. “Allows it to b-bend. Ductile. Malleable.”
“Just like the heat of my hands makes your legs spread wide open,” he murmurs. “Bend apart like red hot steel. You feel like it on the inside, too.”
Squirming, you let out a pathetic little mewl as he slows his pace, letting you feel every inch as he draws out until his cock threatens to fall out of you entirely.
“Come on, two more,” he says. “You can do it, little one.”
You wrack your mind, trying to remember what he had been saying earlier. The wretched man stops moving entirely, letting you feel every little twitch of his cock inside you. At least now, the only thing distracting you is the heavy weight of his hands on your body.
“Welding,” you blurt out. “Welding.”
He resumes thrusting slowly, the pressure around your wrists lightening ever so slightly. You don’t need to be prompted to explain it to him.
“Welding…joins two metals,” you stutter. “The same, sometimes dif-different metals.”
“I like joining,” he says, punctuating his sentence with a thrust that forces a noise between a grunt and a scream from between your lips. “Look at us, two different types of metal here. I’d say you were copper. Soft…conductive. All it takes is one little spark and you glow for me. Takes a lot to shatter you…but I think I can make it happen.”
You bite down on your lower lip. He’s broken you before, brought you to the edge until you sobbed for him, begged him for release, promised him the world just to let you finish. He’s a generous lover but when he focuses on the task at hand – whether finishing beskar’gam at the Forge or while fucking you to the brink of tears – there’s very little that will redirect his attention from his work.
“One more,” he coaxes. “You can do it.”
Your brain sputters to a halt. No matter how hard you try, you can’t remember the rest of them.
“Can’t remember?” he asks softly, voice faintly mocking. “I’m disappointed you weren’t paying attention.”
He releases your wrists and pulls out, leaving you feeling empty. Effortlessly, he lifts you up, maneuvering you onto your back in the center of the table. Before you can react he grabs either side of the front of your pants and pulls, neatly ripping the fabric apart. Fuck, yet one more thing you’ll need to worry about later. Sadet lets out a dark noise of delight at the sight of your well-fucked cunt, glistening wet and swollen.
“Hands under you,” he orders, and you slide your hands under your lower back, pinning yourself into place. If you obey, there is a chance he will take mercy on you, let you come and forgive you for not paying attention to his lesson. As his fingers dig into your thighs, you know there isn’t a chance he is going to let you off that easy. It was futile to hope otherwise.
“Blacksmithing utilizes seven basic techniques,” he starts. “You got a few of them. Drawing, bending, welding. There’s punching, which is used to create a decorative pattern or to add a hole.”
His fingers trail up your thighs as he holds your legs wide apart.
“Speaking of adding holes…I haven’t fucked your ass yet, have I?” he murmurs. You’re not able to hide your grimace and Sadet laughs at you. “If you’re ever in the mood, I’ll happily wreck your ass the same way I wreck your cunt, little one…now where was I?”
He pauses deliberately, reaching up. The man yanks your shirt open, sending buttons flying in every direction. Your bra follows but you don’t dare protest – he’ll just offer to buy another one for you. There is something about literally ripping the kute off you that turns him into an animal.
“Ah, yes,” he says. “You weren’t paying attention during my lesson. How to punish you…”
You whine and squirm, knowing what’s coming next. With one hand, he places his hammer on the table, all smooth beskar from the head all the way down to the metal shaft. Sadet lifts it and aims the handle right into your cunt, sliding it in slowly. It’s thick and cold and he only uses it on you when you’ve really pissed him off. You deserve it though – he’s given this lecture at least a dozen times, you should know the seven steps. It’s your own fault at this point.
He keeps a tight grip around the shaft to keep it from sliding too far in and hurting you. He’s fond of making you cry but not that way – he doesn’t want to hurt you, he only wants you to cry from pleasure. When you finally relax down onto the surface of the table, he starts to rock it in and out slowly. When you reach up and squeeze his forearm with your fingers, he knows he can use a little more force, and you return your hand under your back.
“There’s upsetting, which thickens metal on one dimension through shortening on another,” he says. “Then there’s also upsetting, which is what your refusal to pay attention does to me.” He sighs exaggeratedly. “You’re a mess in armor, but...a tolerable mess.”
You whine, pussy clenching around the ice cold intrusion inside you, heart racing at the sight of the smooth dark visor floating out of reach above you.
“Can you remember the last one?” he asks, his voice almost taunting. “You can do it.”
“F…finish…finishing,” you pant out, and he tilts his helmet down at you in a Mandalorian smile.
“Good girl,” he rumbles at you. “I may let you finish, little one, if you keep being good for me.”
He turns his attention to his hammer, watching the beskar disappears inside you, only to reappear moments later, wet and drenched in your slick. He stays there until the metal is warm from your cunt before he pulls it out. Lifting the edge of his helmet up, he brings the metal to his lips and the tip of his tongue darts out, lapping up a bit of your mess. You shudder in response.
 “Warm, sweet. Soft. Tastes good,” he says. “Tastes like you.”
He gently places the hammer down onto your torso, the heavy head on your belly and the smooth metal shaft pointing toward your face. Without waiting you open your mouth and close your eyes, stretching your lips around the smooth metal handle. It’s a bit awkward like this, bobbing your head while you clean the long streaks of slick off the beskar, but he loves it in a way he can’t really explain. 
Once he’s satisfied, he pulls the shaft out of your mouth with a wet pop. Then he deftly turns it around, holding the head just above your lips. Locking eyes with the horizontal bar of his visor, you let your tongue dart out, tracing along the gleaming metal surface. His other hand tightens at your waist.
“I have something else for your mouth, if you’d like,” he murmurs.
You nod once at him, and he offers his hand, pulling you up into a sitting position. Sadet helps you down and you lower yourself onto your knees as you take in the sight of his marvelous cock: thick, long, uncut, and curving slightly up and to the left. Parting your lips, you bob your head, taking him a little further each time. He doesn’t move as you take him in until he brushes up against the back of your throat.
One hand rises to cup his balls – heavy and covered in a fine thatch of curling hair – while the other rests on his thigh to brace yourself. Peeking up at him from under your lashes, you let him sit in your mouth, tasting yourself and the faint bitterness of his cum. Sadet rolls his hips, giving you a few moments to settle in before setting a brisk pace. His fingers dig into your scalp as he tugs on your hair, guiding you on his length, not speaking a word as he simply watches his cock disappear into your mouth.
You sort of give up on controlling the pace then and go slack in his grip, yielding to him entirely. Your jaw starts to ache rapidly, but you keep your eyes on his visor, knowing that your glazed over eyes drive him wild. You can taste hints of bitterness as his precum spreads across your tongue, his pace growing faster and rougher as he chases completion inside your hot, wet mouth. His other hand curls around the back of your head and you know he is getting close to the edge.
“Wanna hear you gag,” he whispers, and you squeeze his thigh it’s okay you tell him with your hand.
Your jaw burns now but you don’t want to tap out, you don’t want to stop, not while he’s so close. Your cunt clenches around nothing, painfully empty after his cock and hammer, aching desperately for him to finish inside you and coat your insides with his seed. As he hits the back of your throat, you gag a bit, and he groans in response. Tears stream down your cheeks as he continues. You can hear the harsh pants from his modulator and thank the gods you think to yourself – you’re not sure how much more your mouth can take right now.
Sadet pulls his cock free and strokes himself to completion on your face. Thick ropey splatters of cum coat your skin and fill your mouth, spilling down onto your breasts as he groans, a growling noise from deep in his chest. He holds you there, his body hunched forward as he pulses the last few drops onto your chest.
With his index finger, he wipes up a bit of cum clinging to the head of his cock. He tilts your head back and wipes It onto your lower lip. You dart your tongue out to lick up the mess, listening as his breath hitches. When he lets go of your hair, you sink onto the ground, body aching and trembling from exhaustion. As goosebumps prickle across your arms, you realize you’re also trembling from how cool it is over here in this corner. He brushes his thumb against your cheek.
“Stay there,” he says quietly and you nod. 
You’re not sure you’d be able to move even if you wanted to right now. As Sadet goes to the hook on the wall, you use the remains of your shirt to wipe the mess of your face. He takes down his luxuriously soft fur cape. Instead of wrapping it around you, he spreads it onto the ground next to the Forge and returns to your side. As you get to your feet, he wraps a calloused hand around your elbow and helps you up, guiding you over to his cape. Along the way, you shed the remains of your top and bra.
Sadet joins you on the cape, taking his helmet off last, and setting it down on the floor next to you. Dry heat pours out of the exchange vents, sending another prickle across your skin as he settles between your thighs. His eyes drift shut and you know he’s stopping to enjoy the heat. During the summer, he always pauses when taking that first step outdoors, taking just a moment to tilt his face toward the sun to bask in the harsh light. He opens his eyes and you smile up at him, squeezing your knees around his hips as he settles across your body. 
He guides himself inside, pushing in with short, gentle thrusts, sliding in until your bodies meet. Meeting your eyes, he starts a slow, deep pace, hitting every single one of the needy spots inside you that scream for friction. As you trail your hands up his arms and shoulders, fingers cataloguing the knots in his muscles, you sigh with pleasure. You luxuriate in the deliciously soft fur underneath you and the sweat-slick glide of his body above yours, his weight heavy and comforting at the same time. He takes it slow, trying to be considerate of you, considering everything he’s done to you in the past half-hour. 
Digging your nails into his back, you feel the thick corded muscle jumping under your fingers, sighing with pleasure. You can’t hold back your inhalation when his lips – soft and slightly chapped – meet your collar bone as he kisses you for the first time. He starts to pull away but you wrap your arms around his neck, pleading with him silently to keep going. And he does, pressing one light kiss to your shoulder after another, trailing his way to your neck. When he bites down, you moan wantonly, cunt and legs tightening around him. Your reaction seems to encourage him and he keeps going, each kiss sending a dizzying arc of pure lightning shooting through your entire body.
By the time he makes it to your jaw, you’re shaking, on the verge of coming, your head swimming dizzyingly from the sheer pleasure of his lips against your skin. His next kiss lands right next to your lips and you desperately want to turn your head to meet his lips but you know it’s not his thing so you let him decide what happens next. He hovers for just a moment as you watch him with half-closed eyes, your pupils surely blown wide open from arousal, and he leans in, his breath fanning across your cheeks. 
That’s enough to send you right over the edge and as your back arches, Sadet kisses you on the lips, swallowing your cry of pleasure. He thrusts a few more times, tongue tracing the seam of your lips before you remember to kiss him back. Your hand curls around the back of his head and pulls him in close as you deepen it, mouths open and his tongue hesitant against yours. He thrusts shallowly a few times before drawing to a halt, his lips never leaving yours as he continues the kiss.
He draws back after several more toe-curling kisses and you unlace your legs from around his waist, dropping your feet onto his calves. When he hisses and jerks forward, thrusting his half-hard cock into you, you give him an apologetic grin and remove your feet to the cape underneath your entwined bodies. When the two of you have regained your faculties, he pulls out, and sits back on his heels as you rest your hands on your belly.
He tilts his head slightly as he offers his hand. Once again, he pulls you up. You take in your ruined garments with a wry look on your face.
“I’m going to have to go back to my room in your clothes again,” you quip at him.
“Who said anything about you leaving?” he asks.
Your mouth drops open in a little ‘o’ of surprise, your eyes jumping up to meet his. After all this how can he still want more? He laughs at you as he picks up his helmet and hammer.
“I haven’t gotten to test your knowledge of different fuel sources yet,” he explains. “We have all night, sweet girl. There’s plenty of time for me to breed you.”
With that he marches you toward his sumptuous bedroom.
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[1] Traditional blacksmithing has seven basic techniques used, but can be divided into four rough categories: forging, welding, heat-treating, and finishing.
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Tailor: would 100% let Sadet smash
Kalni:
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Figure 1: Meme showing the subject’s thoughts on Sadet the Armorer from the Samaki Tribe. The strong language in this image – “In conclusion, I’m a slut for Sadet” –  indicates the subject is willing and able to permit Smashing to occur.
Maggie: Yes
Kata: Yes
Izzy: Yes
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Conclusions:
To come to an accurate conclusion, the experiment would need a bigger sample size. However, based on preliminary results, it can be concluded that Sadet is 100% Smashable.
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Bibliography:
https://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Blacksmith#Smithing_process
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The “You Enabled This” Tag List:
@hdlynn​ @magsgotswags​ @thecautiousengineer​ @maybege​ @nelba​
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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OCs/Everyone Else/Extras Masterlist
[Updated 04/28/2023] Please read all warnings! 
Fics:
Spanking Alor | [NC-17] OC (Dezha) gets spanked by Reader. (Dezha Draldeega x f!Reader)
Good Girl | [NC-17] OC (Dezha) and Reader engage in shenanigans. (Dezha Draldeega x afab!Reader)
cracks in his armor | [NC-17] Sadet (Armorer OC belonging to magsgotswags) fucks Reader. Inappropriate use of a hammer. (Sadet x afab!Reader)
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Unnamed One-Shot | [NC-17] Kit Fisto and his mate fuck Reader. Involves tentacles and oviposition.
Headcanons/Extras:
Tailor’s Universe HC1 | HC2 | HC2.1 | HC3 | HC4 | HC4.1 | Clarification on Helmets | PG-13 for implied violence and sad situations. A collection of headcanons and notes for the universe I’m trying to build for a long fic I’m currently writing/planning. Ask if you want to use because I wanna see what you do with it.
Conversations: One Conversations extracted from the MandoIntercommunicationNetwork. (Basically an internet/reddit like thing I made up for Mandalorians to entertain themselves with.) Will there be others? Maybe, idk.
Art:
Original Character-Centric
Tailor Steals a Jetpack Tailor Under the Bucket Tailor Shooting Shit Tailor Harassing a Storm Trooper Rusaan Vizsla Tailor and Mathias Tailor + Baby In a Carrier Paz Vizsla + Tailor + Baby in a Carrier Tailor + Dumbass(affectionately) Mando Boyfriend Tailor Protecting Babies Literally a Goose Wearing Mandalorian Armor Jala x Sikkina from Shereshoy Mandalorian Wedding Ahsoka holding Grogu
Gift Art/Other Art
Din, Teryn, Lypatri, Socks, and Atin for Magsgotswags Pedro Pascal 1 Din and Sam’ika for differentfrequency Captain Rex Thinking About Lunch for Nelba Sombra the Kitten for Princessbatears Lewie & Razor the Horse, Din in the Sunset for Hdlynn Teryn and Cuan’s Wedding Day for Magsgotswags Kreez and Atin for Magsgotswags Space Bostonian Miggs Mayfeld for differentfrequency Paz and Niobe for IsoldeArcher
NSFW Art
Two of my OCs Enjoying a Night Off Four Way (OC x Paz Vizsla x Din Djarin x Boba Fett) Kit Fisto “Relaxing” AO3 Link Commander Fox Fux and his Dick Bulge 
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Din Djarin Masterlist
[Updated 03/01/2023] Please read all warnings!
Fics:
HC Kotep the Loth Kitten | [PG] Din’s reaction to his SO adopting a kitten. (Din Djarin x gn!Reader) Baby Yoda and His Little Sleepy Pod | [PG] Grogu muses on his relationship with his little sleepy pod and with his father. Mentions of child abuse, but nothing explicit. Oops? | [PG-13] Din proves how he got the nickname Din Dummy Djarin. (Din Djarin x gn!Reader) It Was An Accident | [PG] Din Djarin has a little accident in the kitchen. (Din Djarin x gn!Reader)
Goodbye | [PG] Din says goodbye to Grogu. Angst.
Little Cold Fingers | [PG] Grogu muses about mother!Reader and Din. Sweet fluff.
Brown Eyes | [PG-13] A snippet of Din Djarin x Migs Mayfeld. Fluff.
Din’s Fantasies | [NC-17] What Din Djarin has planned for Reader. Written for my lovely Angle, Heather. (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
First Times | [NC-17] Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Din confesses something personal to you the night of your wedding. (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Strawberries and Cream | [NC-17] You and Din enjoy a snack out in nature. (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Sleepy Kisses | [NC-17] You wake Din up with some sleepy kisses. Below the belt. Very light somnophilia. (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Stuffed  | [NC-17] Reader is a Mandalorian warrior who wants to have a baby. Paz and Din take turns with her until she gets knocked up. Rougher than the usual stuff I write. (Paz Vizsla x f!Reader, Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Eighty-Thousand Credits | [NC-17] A hunt goes wrong and you and Din are hit by sex pollen. Smut. (Din Djarin x f!Reader)
Multiple Orgasms with Din | [NC-17] Din can cum multiple times, as f!Reader learns after a long time apart.
Headcanons:
Jealousy (Paz, Din, Armorer) and First Fight (Paz Vizsla) | [PG-13] These were combined into one big post because I received multiple requests for the same characters and I didn’t want to clog anyone’s notes with separate posts.
Paz and Din with a Short SO  | [NC-17] Paz Vizsla x f!Reader, Din Djarin x f!Reader
Artwork: Din Drinking a Beverage Din Djarin - Portrait - Ch 15 Baby Yoda/Grogu Eating Baby Yoda/Grogu Causing Mayhem Din Djarin - Knight!AU - Aerynwrites
Din Djarin and his Troublemakers
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Boba Fett Masterlist
[Updated 01/17/2021] Please read all warnings! 
Fics
His | [NC-17] Boba Fett reminds you - and everyone else - that you belong to him. (Boba Fett x f!Reader)
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Headcanons
HC First Kisses | [PG-13] Your first kiss with Boba Fett. (Boba Fett x gn!Reader)
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Armorer Masterlist
[Updated 04/28/2023] Please read all warnings!
Series:
Ner Mesh’la Tracinya | [NC-17] Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 Armorer has not had companionship in a very long time. She finds herself taking an interest in Reader. (Armorer x afab!Reader)
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Fics:
Cin Vhetin | [NC-17] Bo-Katan and Armorer share more than just words. S:3 Spoilers. (Armorer x Bo-Katan Kryze)
The Reddest Sunset | [PG] The Armorer reveals a personal secret to Reader. (Armorer x gn!Reader)
Emulsion | [NC-17] The Armorer is reunited with someone from her past. (Armorer x Obi-Wan Kenobi)
Headcanons:
Sparring with Armorer | [M] You spar with Armorer and confess your attraction to her.
Armorer at the Hotsprings | [NC-17] You help the Armorer relax at the hotsprings.
HCs - Jealousy (Paz, DIn, Armorer) and First Fight (Paz Vizsla) | These were combined into one big post because I received multiple requests for the same characters and I didn’t want to clog anyone’s notes with separate posts. All of these are PG13 and safe for work. 
Art:
Armorer at the Forge Armorer’s Helmet Armorer Smooching Bo-Katan Armorer Smooching Bo-Katan 2 Armorer Bonking Viewer Armorer and Bo Sharing a Helmet Kiss
Extras:
Armorer saying “Remove your helmet” for research purposes.
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Death Watch Mandalorian Masterlist
[Updated 02/21/2022] Please read all warnings!
If you’re wondering who I’m talking about, it’s this Mandalorian.
Long Fics/Series (15k+ Words)
Shereshoy - [R]
Death Watch Mandalorian, a city boy on the run from his past, gets himself into significant debt with a Mandalorian Blacksmith. (Also known as a tale of two idiots falling in love over the span of a week. (DW Mando x f!Reader. Can also be read as a romance between two OCs: Mar Vizsla x Sayyeh.)
Ch 1 | Ch 2 | Ch 3 | Ch 4 | Ch 5 | Ch 6 | Ch 7 | **Ch 8** |
**Optional!
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Ekara | [PG-13] With every passing day, the Empire's reach grows, shrouding all it touches in sorrow. When all hope seems lost, Mar and Sayyeh Vizsla find a ray of light to guide them through the oncoming storm. A short examination of the what if.
Art
Mar Vizsla
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Captain Rex Masterlist
[Updated 01/17/2021] Please read all warnings!
Captain Rex
Fics
It’s Always Been You | [R] Angst. Reader and Captain Rex waited too long to confess their feelings to each other. (Captain Rex x gn!Reader)
Mesh’la | [NC-17] Ch 1 Reader is a sex worker/dancer and builds up a respectful friendship with Captain Rex. When things go south at the dance club, Reader ends up in dire straits. Captain Rex is there to offer a helping hand. (Captain Rex x f!Reader)
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Artwork:
Captain Rex
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tailorvizsla · 4 years ago
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Bo-Katan Kryze Masterlist
[Updated 04/28/2023] Please read all warnings!
Cin Vhetin | [NC-17] Bo-Katan and Armorer share more than just words. S:3 Spoilers. (Armorer x Bo-Katan Kryze)
Good Girl | NC-17 An ask about what Bo-Katan might do with her partner. Part of Feral Mandalorian Women Wednesday.
Bucket Buffet | [NC-17] 10k+ words of smut involving Din Djarin, Paz Vizsla, Boba Fett, the Armorer, Captain Rex, Death Watch Mandalorian, Bo-Katan Kryze, Axe Woves, Koska Reeves, Dezha Draldeega (my OC), Kreez Vac (magsgotswags’s OC), and Sadet (magsgotswags’s OC). All but Kreez and Sadet are gender neutral.
Art:
Lady Bo-Katan Armorer Smooching Bo-Katan Armorer Smooching Bo-Katan 2 Armorer and Bo Sharing a Helmet Kiss Bo Stretching Before A Workout (AKA my hips and holsters bring all the lesbians to the yard)
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