ANOTHER HAPPY LANDING - You and your husband Obi-Wan Kenobi have to sneak around hiding your marriage at an event. (f!reader, fluff)
ONE LAST TIME - An invitation to spend the night with your former flame, Anakin Skywalker, is the perfect opportunity for you and Obi-Wan to locate his base. (f!reader, smut with Anakin)
DRABBLES/PROMPTS (all gn!reader):
Obi-Wan gets jealous
Surprising Obi in his quarters
Comforting Obi-Wan after Episode III
CAPTAIN REX
Easy to Love (gn!reader drabble)
Breaking up and getting back together (gn!reader prompt)
Rex proposing to you (gn!reader prompt)
Rex learning he’s the best you’ve had (f!reader)
COBB VANTH
Rumor Has It (f!reader, smut)
Melt With You (f!reader, smut)
MISC
STAR HOES: ATTACK OF THE CLONES - F!Reader x Fives, Cody, Rex (smut)
How Boba, Din, and Cobb Propose
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Since your requests are open, may I request some dad Boba? Maybe he had a child but never knew before he got eaten and was with the Tuskens and now finally gets to meet his son/daughter. Or TBOBF era and he has a baby with you. He struggles to adapt and doesn’t think he’s good enough etc, but the baby and you love him anyways. Some soft, fluffy Boba! 💝💝
I think I'm going to go pure TBOBF era for more fluff!! Too much anxiety to be a single mom for a few years LOL. Minors do not engage (although this is really just fluff!)
Pregnancy was the easy part. It came naturally to Boba to feel even more of a physical connection between the two of you, knowing that a part of him was growing inside of you. He actually enjoyed those nine months, watching your body grow and change to accommodate his child, taking care of you when you didn't feel well, and gladly preparing all those weird cravings you had to keep you satisfied...
But when the baby actually comes? What had Boba ever experienced in his life that could come close to this?
He stares at the little creature, bundled up in her crib as you get some much needed sleep. For the last few days, it had been you, the nurse droid (who was currently down for repairs), or sometimes Boba with you or the droid around to help him out and keep an eye on the child. Now? Now this baby is entirely in Boba's care for the next hour or two.
They say that men don't feel as connected to their child as the mother does from the start, and that it takes time to build feelings — Boba always dismissed that as hogwash for assholes. He did, however, possess an unease that you didn’t seem to have. How does he know he’s doing it right? How can he be a nurturing father to his daughter, and be someone she could talk to as she gets older?
Boba would kill anyone who posed a threat to you or this tiny creature, and he really didn’t need any more protective paternal instincts, but something about her being his child keeps him in this feeling of disbelief. Boba could see you in the little baby; he recognizes the same feeling of love that he feels when he sees you, when he sees this little child. But how could Boba have made this little helpless creature? How could he be a father?
Boba picks up the baby, just to feel her close to his chest and to get a better look at her little face. He sits there in the silence, glancing over at your sleeping form as he instinctively rocks her — yes, the paternal instincts really did kick in— when suddenly, the baby cocks an eyebrow up at her father and glances at him through side eyes.
Boba chuckles, stifling himself quickly to not wake you. Yes, there was that little spark of himself in his child that suddenly makes it feel real.
The baby starts to squeak and babble in response to the interaction, and reaches up for Boba. "Shhh, little one, let's give your mother some rest," Boba coos with a smile, letting her grab on to one of his fingers with her whole hand. "Yes, yes, she has us Fetts to put up with, she needs to sleep.”
Boba’s mission was successful. You slept for a full three hours, and Boba was glad to give you all the time you needed to recharge, discovering his confidence taking care of his newborn.
“Look at you,” you croak as you wake up to see Boba sitting in a chair, feeding the baby a bottle, with his chest partially exposed through his robes.
“Warmed it just how you showed me,” Boba beams. “And we had some skin to skin time too, so that she doesn’t forget I’m her buir.”
“She won’t forget that,” you smile. “Come here.”
Boba saunters carefully towards the bed and lays the baby down between you both, before coming to lay down. “I’m going to be different than my father was. She’s going to be safe and sheltered. I want her life to be whatever she chooses it to be, and know that we’re here to guide her,” Boba declares. “And I want her to know how much I love her mother, so that she’ll know love when she sees it.”
It wasn’t an attack on his father, but it was a wise declaration of what his instincts were telling him, and it sounds like a perfect plan to you.
“Did you ever think you’d have a girl?” you ask.
“If I envisioned anything of having children, I think the image in my mind was of myself as a boy. So, no,” Boba admits. “I’ll admit, having a girl has me even more lost than I already am.”
“Well, maybe she’ll be the reminder that you are not your father raising his son. She’ll be different. And you’ll do just fine, sweetheart.”
“How do you know?” Boba asks, using a playful tone to mask his serious question.
“Because I know how you love me, so I know how you are going to love our girl.”
Stars, it was true. Boba’s love for you was the same love that extended to his daughter, and hearing you say that makes his worries melt away. He takes your hand and brings it to his lips.
“Princess, one day long from now when I’m gone, you’ll look at our daughter and be able to see how much I loved you.”
this is so cute 🥺❤️ my heart 😭💗 in love with boba being so okay and normal with all the medical/physical stuff because like mm yeah, he knows how pregnancy works like duh... but then Baby is. born
and boba just kinda
like whoops didn't think ahead and came to the stark realization that he has to be a Father™ lol
Omg thank you, I had the sudden realization that he may be like “I know how she got pregnant, this is kinda hot 😏” and totally suppresses all the anxiety he has. Seeing a real life baby Fett has him gagged tho. Thank you, I’m so glad you enjoyed!
Since your requests are open, may I request some dad Boba? Maybe he had a child but never knew before he got eaten and was with the Tuskens and now finally gets to meet his son/daughter. Or TBOBF era and he has a baby with you. He struggles to adapt and doesn’t think he’s good enough etc, but the baby and you love him anyways. Some soft, fluffy Boba! 💝💝
I think I'm going to go pure TBOBF era for more fluff!! Too much anxiety to be a single mom for a few years LOL. Minors do not engage (although this is really just fluff!)
Pregnancy was the easy part. It came naturally to Boba to feel even more of a physical connection between the two of you, knowing that a part of him was growing inside of you. He actually enjoyed those nine months, watching your body grow and change to accommodate his child, taking care of you when you didn't feel well, and gladly preparing all those weird cravings you had to keep you satisfied...
But when the baby actually comes? What had Boba ever experienced in his life that could come close to this?
He stares at the little creature, bundled up in her crib as you get some much needed sleep. For the last few days, it had been you, the nurse droid (who was currently down for repairs), or sometimes Boba with you or the droid around to help him out and keep an eye on the child. Now? Now this baby is entirely in Boba's care for the next hour or two.
They say that men don't feel as connected to their child as the mother does from the start, and that it takes time to build feelings — Boba always dismissed that as hogwash for assholes. He did, however, possess an unease that you didn’t seem to have. How does he know he’s doing it right? How can he be a nurturing father to his daughter, and be someone she could talk to as she gets older?
Boba would kill anyone who posed a threat to you or this tiny creature, and he really didn’t need any more protective paternal instincts, but something about her being his child keeps him in this feeling of disbelief. Boba could see you in the little baby; he recognizes the same feeling of love that he feels when he sees you, when he sees this little child. But how could Boba have made this little helpless creature? How could he be a father?
Boba picks up the baby, just to feel her close to his chest and to get a better look at her little face. He sits there in the silence, glancing over at your sleeping form as he instinctively rocks her — yes, the paternal instincts really did kick in— when suddenly, the baby cocks an eyebrow up at her father and glances at him through side eyes.
Boba chuckles, stifling himself quickly to not wake you. Yes, there was that little spark of himself in his child that suddenly makes it feel real.
The baby starts to squeak and babble in response to the interaction, and reaches up for Boba. "Shhh, little one, let's give your mother some rest," Boba coos with a smile, letting her grab on to one of his fingers with her whole hand. "Yes, yes, she has us Fetts to put up with, she needs to sleep.”
Boba’s mission was successful. You slept for a full three hours, and Boba was glad to give you all the time you needed to recharge, discovering his confidence taking care of his newborn.
“Look at you,” you croak as you wake up to see Boba sitting in a chair, feeding the baby a bottle, with his chest partially exposed through his robes.
“Warmed it just how you showed me,” Boba beams. “And we had some skin to skin time too, so that she doesn’t forget I’m her buir.”
“She won’t forget that,” you smile. “Come here.”
Boba saunters carefully towards the bed and lays the baby down between you both, before coming to lay down. “I’m going to be different than my father was. She’s going to be safe and sheltered. I want her life to be whatever she chooses it to be, and know that we’re here to guide her,” Boba declares. “And I want her to know how much I love her mother, so that she’ll know love when she sees it.”
It wasn’t an attack on his father, but it was a wise declaration of what his instincts were telling him, and it sounds like a perfect plan to you.
“Did you ever think you’d have a girl?” you ask.
“If I envisioned anything of having children, I think the image in my mind was of myself as a boy. So, no,” Boba admits. “I’ll admit, having a girl has me even more lost than I already am.”
“Well, maybe she’ll be the reminder that you are not your father raising his son. She’ll be different. And you’ll do just fine, sweetheart.”
“How do you know?” Boba asks, using a playful tone to mask his serious question.
“Because I know how you love me, so I know how you are going to love our girl.”
Stars, it was true. Boba’s love for you was the same love that extended to his daughter, and hearing you say that makes his worries melt away. He takes your hand and brings it to his lips.
“Princess, one day long from now when I’m gone, you’ll look at our daughter and be able to see how much I loved you.”
Like it takes him a little while to stop his mouth from being tense and to match the way yours moves, but until then it’s like kissing a statue head who can kinda move
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he literally doesn't care how much you're overstimulated or screaming when he's fucking you, he's got you locked in his grip so you can’t shy away from the pleasure and he IS going to fuck you THROUGH your orgasm and you WILL thank him for it after sdfbhlakfkdsfoahf;asjdkfh
Theres not enough Diyamo Boba decorating his princess and showing her off in the latest fashions. Double so for the "raised poor girl suddenly enters rich environment and gets spoiled" trope. Id love to see Boba just acclimating his lover to the act of body jewelery and semi-shear dressing through smutty practice ;)
Giiiiiirl this is so my shiiiiit.... 18+ obvs
Your relationship with Boba Fett felt as though it was really two. One took place with the younger, temperamental, and deviously irresistible bounty hunter, who had a soft spot only for you. His gifts for you were always humble, out of necessity, but he always showed very sweet thought beneath those layers of armor. He'd find little treasures that reminded him of you in far off places and bring them home to you, like a lothcat bringing his hunts back to his master. You still kept the pretty mother of pearl hair comb Boba bought from a street vendor on Mon Calamari at your bedside; it was a reminder that Boba wanted you to appreciate your own beauty just as he did.
The other relationship took place with the man who sat on a throne. He had expensive taste. But, at the center of it all, connecting those two men, was the way Boba always carved space for you in his life and his undying love for you.
"I'm sending for the finest dressmakers in town today," Boba tells you one groggy morning in your new bed, atop the tower in the palace. "You are my queen. You will rule beside me. I want you to feel like one, too."
"Boba..." you mumble in your half-sleep.
"Do not protest. Let me spoil you."
And so, you see the finest dressmakers from town that day.
You had expected fancy dresses, and you get fancy dresses to your heart's content. Racks upon racks of clothing are presented to you in an empty room, along with rows of fabric for any custom designs. Boba remains busy in the throne room attending to dozens of meetings, and so you get to spend your day playing dress up with no worries of the costs.
"Oh, Lady Fett, you have not yet seen the selection of extras I've brought for you," one of the dressmakers explains, opening a wardrobe. It is full of the smaller items of clothing; scarves, bags, jewelry, and lingerie.
Oh, this was going to be good. The word "extras" feels exactly right, however. It feels like excess, and Boba has already been so generous to set you up with all the dresses, shirts, and ensembles you were keeping.
"How am I supposed to know how much I can keep?" you quickly write to Boba on your comm.
"You don't have to know. It's all there for you. Enjoy it."
Well, it was hard to argue with a daimyo.
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You had gotten yourself ready for the night as Boba wrapped up his duties downstairs. You stare at yourself in the mirror, dressed head to toe in your new bounty. Your lingerie starts as a bra, structured around your breasts in tones of copper and gold, and a sheer gold fabric drapes down from it to your ankles. A gold chain links at the center of the bra and dips down to frame your hips on either side, and you wear a matching arm band, anklet, and earrings to complete the look. Truly, you have never felt more decadent in your life.
"Shimmering gold, like the sands of Tatooine," Boba muses behind you. "Let me see you, mesh'la."
You turn around to give him the full view. Boba saunters towards you slowly, his head moving slowly up your body, clearly appreciative of what he is seeing. He wears only his black robes without his armor, and something about the way it absorbs the light and makes his skin shine golden, highlighting the taper of his hips and dipping just below his collar bone, pleases your eyes.
"This was very sweet of you, Boba, but you don't have to spend this much on me," you say, with a knowing smile turning one corner of your lips.
"I want to. Besides, this is a gift for you and for me," he replies, finally inches away from you and pulling you in by the waist. "Look at you, princess. You deserve to be spoiled."
You take Boba's face between your hands. Despite his new appearance, looking older and worn, you catch a glimpse of your young bounty hunter looking back at you with eyes that say more than his words.
"Then you'll have to let me spoil you," you whisper, pulling him in for a kiss.
It never took more than that for Boba to lead the way to bed. You were very serious about spoiling Boba, and you are prepared to take reigns from him. Might as well put the outfit to work, right?
You see yourselves from the mirror as you make love on the sofa. You ride Boba through your clothes and get to watch as his large hands roam your body, and see the way his hungry eyes trail up from where you are connected to finally meeting your gaze.
Your lips meet in a frenzy as he continues to bounce you on his cock; despite your determination to do the work while on top, Boba still can't help but thrust into you from below and guide your body through the sheer strength of his hands. Like old lovers do, your bodies find their release together.
"I like this dress shop," Boba says through heavy breaths.
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Hi pls help me out— were you the one who wrote Beskar and Bathwater a few years ago?? I’ve been looking for this once specific fic for YEARS that included a beautiful bathtub scene and I want to reread it!!
It was not me! I don't recognize the name either. Was it Boba or Din? Putting it out here for the peeps to weigh in.
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not a Boba request from me (coming soon 🤭) but I am so excited for the year of our lord 2021 Boba Fett reqs & your writing coming back on my dash!! 💖💖💖
Our boyfriend has been neglected for far too long. Thank you for the love and enthusiasm, it's very much needed! 💖
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