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Lady Jocelyn, even taller than her daughter, moves gracefully despite taking such long strides to make up the distance betwixt herself and her good mother. Cordially, Corlys relinquishes the Queen to her and steps back as if to excuse himself.
Queen Alysanne does not let him escape.
“Lord Corlys, do join Jocelyn and I in our carriage. The walk to the docks from here is most tiresome and, worst of all, dreadfully boring; I promise my good daughter and I are excellent entertainment.”
A doodle of two of my favourite ladies from waaaaaaaaaaay back in Chapter 4 of Ex libris ❤️ this era of Targaryens is by far my favourite
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Midnight: Boba Fett/Reader (fem)
Summary: You decide to be a brat. Boba decides to handle you a little differently than normal.
Pairing: Boba Fett/Reader; fem!reader with no mentions of her appearance (reader has hair long enough to grab).
Rating: Explicit, 18+ (Younglings, foundlings, and cadets BEGONE!)
Warnings: Explicit sexual content, smut; unprotected PIV sex (PRACTICE SAFE SEX), fingering, dom/sub dynamics (brat tamer!Boba, brat!reader), implied age gap, Boba's a bit of a meanie, also he's slightly possessive and toxic, mentions of oral sex, hint of anal play, overstimulation, forced orgasms, cum play, degradation kink, praise kink, bit of a pain kink, hickies, icky mushy-gushiness at the very end, language.
Word Count: 4.0k
I had to open my big, bratty mouth, you thought.
Or, at least, you would've thought had you actually been capable of any thought beyond the thick fingers currently buried in that greedy little hole you called a pussy.
He'd been tormenting you for what felt like hours now, massaging your walls with warmth and tenderness belying the dirty words coming from his mouth. He'd called this a punishment. A lesson. One he was going to make sure you never forgot. You hadn't believed him, firing back with a bratty little snip that had simply made him smile. A smile of amusement, coupled with a casual, rumbling chuckle. It had made you a little unsure, but not to the point of backing down. You never backed down unless he made you.
And oh, he was good at making you.
He loved wrestling the submission out of you. Bringing forth the needy, whining, begging mess of a woman you became when he got his hands on you. There were nights he didn't need to fight for it. Nights where the two of you simply enjoyed each other's company and the warmth of your relationship.
But some nights, like tonight, got you in a certain type of mood. A demanding, defiant mood that got his blood racing as much as it did yours. A mood that conveyed the need to play, to fight, to be taught and forced to learn your place.
He was happy to remind you.
Happy to remind you why he was the only one you trusted to bring you this sort of pleasure. Usually, it came in the form of edging you until you were literally crying for release. In the form of you bent double over his throne, his cock buried in your pussy and pounding away with little regard for your own pleasure. In the form of pushing your head down on his length until it was pulsing in your throat and spit spilled past your lips and your jaw ached. In the form of leaving bruises that matched the plates of his armor. In the form of wrecking you, ruining you for anyone but him.
And you loved it. Reveled in it.
So when Boba had responded to your brattiness with a simple smile and chuckle, it threw you. You recovered quickly, however. You refused to let your sudden nerves show. Instead, you'd lifted your chin, eyebrows raised into a challenge, and arms crossed under your breasts, pushing them up ever-so-slightly. Just enough to tease him.
It had simply earned you another chuckle, him seeing right through you.
You'd scoffed in response.
"Might as well get myself off, the pace you're going."
Boba had raised his eyebrows, eyes shining with humor.
"Princess, don't give me any ideas."
You'd scoffed again.
"Yeah, well, let me know when you decide. I'll have gotten myself off three times by that time, I'm sure. The time you're taking, you might be ready by midnight, old man."
There it was. His eyes lit up and took on a certain light. A twinkle that indicated Boba had taken something you'd said as a personal challenge. A twinkle that was accompanied by a dangerous cock of his eyebrow and a smirk on his lips.
The look set fire to your veins.
"Only three times?"
Your heart and pussy had jumped. It took all you had to not clench your thighs. Instead, you had yawned, making a show of checking the chrono on your bedside table.
Boba had chuckled again.
"You really haven't shown me you deserve to get off tonight, princess. I'm feeling inclined to punish you. But I think this is a good time to reteach you something. Something you've evidently forgotten. So consider this a punishment, and a lesson. And I expect you to tell me what you learned when we're through."
His hand had gone to your thigh, and he'd chuckled more darkly than before at the way you jumped at his touch. Your entire body was lit alight with it, just as always. Just like it always would. No one had ever ignited you with a single, small touch alone the way Boba could. But his hand on your thigh was also your last warning. A chance to call this off before it got started.
Anything beyond this, you knew the safeword.
There was a pause, his hand resting on your thigh, calloused fingers softly stroking the skin there. You'd met his eyes, and gave a third scoff.
Now, here you were. And though you'd originally scoffed at the idea of Boba's so-called "punishment," especially because it hadn't been in the style of his usual punishments, you now found yourself prone on your bed, your fourth orgasm rippling out of you, making your entire body shake and tremble, and you were starting to think you'd maybe bitten off more than you could chew.
Maybe.
The sheets beneath you were soaked, and your skin was tacky with sweat and cum. Your toes were beginning to cramp from how hard they'd curled with this last climax, and it wasn't even on your radar. There was nothing on your radar other than Boba's fingers in your cunt, making you feel both stuffed to the brim, and empty because fuck, it wasn't his cock!
Nothing was like his cock.
"Good job," Boba said, practically whispered. He had you reclined back against his broad, warm chest, letting you tuck your face and sob into his neck each time you came. You felt Boba's breath wash over your skin. and his lips brush against your crown. "There you go, princess."
You gasped, chest heaving as you came down, body trembling still. You whimpered a little as Boba continued to massage your walls, his fingers no longer pumping, but now crooking inside you.
"Just had to provoke me," he continued, breath warm against your cheek. He leaned down to kiss it. "Bratty little princess just wanted some attention. Wanted to get a reaction out of me. Wanted me to fuck you like the greedy little whore you are."
"M'not greedy!" you mustered, raising your head up to scowl petulantly at him.
Boba laughed a little at this, his free hand reaching up to smooth back the hair sweat-slicked to your forehead.
"Oh, really? Then why have you just cum on my fingers four times?"
Your scowl morphed into a pout, the expression promptly ruined as he rubbed the most sensitive spot inside you, a place he had yet to touch you tonight. It was both a mindless and intentional move and you involuntarily clenched and gushed around him. It made his smug grin broaden. He looked younger when he smiled like that.
"Not my — my fault! You have 'em t'me!"
Boba's expression fell into a wicked smirk. "There it is," he rasped. His fingers began to pump again, slowly. "Now, tell me what you learned, princess."
You knew the answer he was looking for. You decided not to give it to him.
"T-to provoke you when I w-want a series of m-mediocre orgasms."
Boba's fingers paused for just a second with genuine shock, then started up again, harsher than before.
"Mmm." The way he looked down at you now was positively dangerous. The set of his brows with concentration coupled with the serious line of his mouth. Boba pressed his forehead to yours as he abruptly shoved a third finger into your cunt, making you squeal and arch. The press of his forehead to yours however was unforgiving, and with it and his dark gaze pinning you in place, you found yourself helpless to do anything but lie there and take it as he shoved his fingers into your cunt at a brutal pace.
"And I'm going to give you another one," Boba said. Your body shivered with overstimulation as much as it did at the dark tone in his voice. It promised something. Promised you weren't ever going to forget this. "You know why, princess?"
You weren't able to answer anymore, your voice reduced to a pathetic whine as his thick fingers jerked harshly in and out of you, rubbing over your g-spot with every furious pass. The sound of his fingers in your cunt was positively obscene, and honestly you couldn't tell where your mewls began and the high-pitched squelching of your pussy ended.
Boba smiled darkly down at you, his little fucked out princess, and chuckled darkly to accompany the grin. He leaned down and pressed his forehead to yours again, forcing your gaze to his unforgivingly. He could see you trying so hard to maintain eye contact, like you knew he liked. But you could barely keep your eyes open as he shoved his fingers in you and simultaneously shoved you toward another orgasm. You were so cute when you got like this, with tears of overstimulation pricking in your eyes, your hair messy from his hands and your sweat, your body heaving with every touch he gave you, your nipples so pert they were just begging to be bitten, your thighs trembling and toes curled, his hand literally soaked with your juices.
Boba wanted to see you like this every single day. And Maker knew this sight was for him only.
Anyone else came near you, he'd kill them.
"You know why, princess," he repeated. This time, it wasn't phrased as a question, but as a dark little reassurance. Because he knew, and so did you, that he was the only one capable of giving you this sort of pleasure. Of reducing you to this whining, mewling mess. Of wrangling you into submission in the way you loved. In the way he loved to.
It was him. Only him.
And Maker, he knew it.
So did you. And while part of you wanted to hold out longer, continue to shake your head and stomp your feet and pout your bitten lips, you could barely take it anymore. Your mind felt as fucked out as your body. Your pussy lips were swollen around Boba's fingers, and your thighs felt like jelly. The tightening in your gut was near-painful, and the brutal pumping of his fingers was hurtling you towards another edge. You fell off of it faster than you expected. You hadn't even realized how close you were, but you felt your body suddenly seize and arch as Boba unceremoniously tossed you off a fifth cliff.
You were crying, tears falling down your flushed cheeks as your body shook. And right as your pussy began to clamp down like a vice, Boba ripped his fingers from you, leaving your pussy agonizingly empty and fluttering around nothing.
And for someone who'd cum five times, you were singularly frustrated with that.
But your mind could hardly string together two words that weren't "Boba" and "more," let alone the ability to convey that. But nevertheless, Boba seemed to know, cooing down at you as you came down. Stroking your skin soothingly with soaked fingers, trailing your own arousal from your naval to your nipples.
You whined more when he pressed down on one just enough for you to notice.
"You know why, princess." It was said a third time, a smug reassurance this time.
You nodded almost mindlessly, and Boba's hand came up to cradle your throat. There was no pressure in his grip, but it still made your breath hitch. He chuckled again. Five orgasms and his little brat still couldn't get enough.
Maker, you were perfect.
Boba leaned down and kissed your cheek, sweetly.
You were doing so well. And despite your bratty attitude, you were spoiling him rotten, giving him five beautiful climaxes. Trusting him in this way. Letting him give you more.
And he would. He knew you. You would take whatever he gave you.
You always did.
"What have we learned, princess?" Boba rumbled, kissing your ear as his voice made you shiver.
He could see you struggling to string words together, your fucked out little mind scrambling to obey him. It humored him, seeing you try, cause he knew just how much he affected you.
"Use your words," he murmured, half-encouragingly, half-demeaningly.
You didn't even pout you were so focused on obeying him. Boba quietly hummed with amusement, seeing your mouth open. You didn't say anything right away, and the sight of you with your mouth open like that brought forth images of his cock on your tongue.
Boba shook the images away. Later, if you started behaving.
"Boba," you managed to get out, gasping around his name like it was the only word you knew. And indeed, right now, you felt as if his name were just dominating your every thought. Boba always just dominated your mind, your senses, your everything. He was everything.
"Yes, princess?" He wasn't budging, forcing you to continue scrambling for words in your post-orgasmic and overstimulated haze. His lips were curled with amusement as he watched you struggle. You would've scowled petulantly at him if you had the energy for it.
As it were, the only thing you wanted to do at that moment, was ask for more.
So you did.
You reached up, arm hooking over his shoulder and face turning back into his neck. He let you, the hand cupping your throat now stroking along your collar. His fingers were sticky still with your cum.
"Boba, more."
"More?" He chuckled out. "You've cum five times and it's still not enough for you?"
Your breath was still heavy as you came down from said five orgasms. And your entire body was tingling and numb and exhausted, and yet, it wasn't enough. Because —
"Never enough," you mumbled into his skin. "N'ver enough with you, Boba."
Inside him, Boba felt his heart warm at your fucked-out, but achingly honest words. And the sentiment was wholeheartedly returned. But on the outside, all he did was smirk down at you, gently fisting his hand in the hair at your nape and forcing your face from his neck. He looked down at you, stare pinning you in place.
"And why is that, little one?"
Your mind worked to find a way around this. But honestly, you couldn't. With his heavy stare and just-as-heavy hand keeping you in place, eyes locked on his, there was nowhere left to hide. No bratty little quip your mind could conjure. Nothing but Boba.
And well, he was everything.
"Cause... cause no one makes me feel like you, Boba. Makes me cum like you."
And there it was. The lesson Boba had been trying to finger into you for the last... however long it had been. You weren't sure. But as soon as the words had left your mouth, Boba smiled at you, condescendingly proud.
"That's right," he said, smug. You'd be mad about it if you had the wherewithal to be anything but unspeakably fucked out. "No one can fuck you like this, princess. No one. No one can make your legs shake when he eats you. No one else can stuff that bratty little mouth the way I can. No one else has claimed this ass." Boba's free hand suddenly snaked past your puffy and sticky pussy lips, touching firmly to the ringed muscle of your second hole. It made you jerk in his grasp, and he chuckled darkly once more. "No one else can make you cum from simply sucking cock. No one else has fucked this little pussy and molded it to their cock. Just me, princess. You're ruined. Ruined for anyone else. And I'm going to make sure you never forget it."
As if you could. You knew you were ruined. And Maker, you were so happy about it. Boba was all you wanted. All you would ever want.
And his filthy words, and the knowledge that he wanted you too was almost enough to make you cum again.
"Think you're ready for my cock now, princess," Boba rumbled flippantly. As if you weren't always ready for his cock. He slipped out from beside you, making you wine at the loss of contact. But Boba hushed you amusedly, hand trailing down your side to your thigh. He hooked his hand behind it, spreading you as he kneeled over you.
His cock, girthy and big enough to make you gasp even with prep, looked painfully hard. Boba had been ignoring it as best he could, but even he was reaching his limit. Precum beaded at the tip, and he smeared it onto your clit teasingly. You mewled cutely beneath him.
"Doing so well for me," Boba murmured. His eyes lightened with genuine affection. A light you rarely saw anywhere but during your time together. It made your own haze clear, and you knew he was checking in with you. He said your name. "Ready for me?"
You smiled, wiggling your hips against his cock and hooking your thigh over his hip.
"Ready," you confirmed. Boba smiled, big and bright. It made him look so much younger when he smiled that way. He dipped down, and just as he kissed you, he thrust forward, impaling you on his cock.
Boba swallowed your gasp with a small laugh, kissing you breathless. He wanted a moment, letting your body adjust. But Boba needed a minute, too. As much as he said he'd ruined you for anyone else, you'd ruined him just as thoroughly. He was dangerously close to the edge even without the preceding scene. You always made him lose his composure, made him feel like a young man again. Like he'd blow in his pants just by watching your hips sway as you walked away.
Boba grasped those hips, yanking you down the rest of the way onto his cock when he felt you relax. It made you squeal and giggle, and he chuckled into the skin of your collar before taking it between his teeth.
You gasped and clenched around him.
"Boba," you moaned.
"Patience, princess."
You were trying, honest, but you didn't exactly have much patience when it came to him.
But if you hadn't forced yourself to still, Boba's hands would. But you tried to relax your hips and core, letting yourself sink a little further into the mattress and sheets.
As soon as you did, Boba began to move, punching the breath right out of you with every thrust. The mattress was the only thing keeping you grounded as Boba, in the way only he could, fucked you within an inch of your life.
Boba's lips curled and teeth clenched with the effort of keeping himself from exploding right then and there. Your expression was going to be the end of him if your cunt wasn't. With those hooded, glazed eyes and half-open mouth, flushed cheeks, just-had-mind-blowing-sex hair, arched neck leading all the way down to a pair of glorious, heaving tits. There was a bead of sweat rolling down in the valley between them, and Boba couldn't help but lean over and lick it up.
You scrabbled for purchase of his broad shoulders as Boba leaned down and began to bite and suck on your nipples. Boba was a self-declared ass and thighs man, but Maker when he paid attention to your tits he could be just as thorough and appreciative. You couldn't help but arch up into him, pressing your breasts further into his mouth. He chuckled around your nipple before switching to the other. And all the while, he never stopped thrusting, cock practically molding your pussy to its shape.
After a few more thrusts, you could barely string a thought together anymore, and all that came out of you were little moans and whines as Boba fucked you. Your thigh fell from his hip as your body was wracked with overstimulated bliss, your body hardly able to keep up with all it had endured. Your hands gripped at his back, nails digging in and making Boba grunt with pleasure. He loved when you left your mark on him.
Almost as much as he loved leaving his mark on you.
Boba's mouth shifted to your collar, where his teeth and lips left red marks that would bloom purple by morning. You gasped with each new one. You grew closer and closer to the edge, your body trembling to keep up.
"B-Boba..." you breathed as your core tightened, painfully.
"Come on, princess. Give me one more."
You weren't sure you could, tears pricking in your eyes as your raw cunt fluttered and pulled.
Boba suddenly ripped out of you and before you realized it, you were flipped onto your front and Boba was back inside you, pumping so hard and fast you could feel him in your throat.
"Go on," he said, voice tight with his own restraint. You managed to clench around him, making him hiss. "One more. Give me one more."
Your cries of pleasure, pain, and overstimulation were surely bouncing off the walls, but all you could hear was Boba, and the way his cock forced your juices out to make room for itself. It was positively obscene.
And only helped bring you closer and closer.
Boba leaned forward, chest touching your back, the new angle devastating your cunt. You cried out, it turning into a strangled gasp as his hand came around once more to cup your throat.
"Cum."
You did.
Your orgasm ripped through you so hard your vision went white. You would register your sore throat later, sore from screaming out with pleasure. Your entire body seized with your climax, shaking and pussy fluttering so hard it was practically vibrating around Boba's cock, squeezing and squeezing down until Boba could barely move anymore. And with a yell, he came too.
You didn't realize you'd nearly passed out until you registered Boba saying your name, a soft, warm, damp towel being pressed to your skin.
"You did so well, princess." Boba dropped a kiss to your temple before climbing back into bed with you. You rolled into him, soaking up the warmth of him and appreciating the warmth of his release inside you. It began to glob out, smearing and combining with your own release, all over your thighs.
You pressed them together as you cuddled into him, reaching up to stroke your hand down Boba's neck.
"Tell me how you're feeling," Boba requested.
"Tired," came your automatic answer. Your voice was heavy and slightly hoarse with it. "Boneless. Fucked out."
The last two worked a quiet laugh from Boba.
"But good," you finished. You smiled up at him. "So good."
Boba smiled, achingly soft, and kissed you. "Ready for a bath?"
"Yes, please. And you better carry me, mister, I'm not going to be able to walk for days."
He smirked down at you. "You asked for it."
You giggled.
Boba helped you sit up. His eyes flicked over to the nightstand and his smirk widened.
"What?" you asked.
"It's midnight."
You slowly looked at the chrono, the red numbers indeed reading exactly midnight. And your earlier words rang in your mind.
Yeah, well, let me know when you decide. I'll have gotten myself off three times by that time, I'm sure. The time you're taking, you might be ready by midnight, old man.
"Three times by midnight, I believe you said." Boba carefully scooped you up, smiling way too smugly for comfort. "Pathetic."
You scowled playfully at him, cheeks flushing hot.
Seven. He'd made you cum seven fucking times.
"Don't let this go to your head, old man." You settled into his chest. "Your helmet won't fit."
He pinched you lightly as he set you down on the edge of the tub. You giggled as he began to run the bath, and his stern look might've been effective had his eyes not been twinkling.
"Spoiled little brat," he said, with nothing but fondness.
You preened and gave him a little tongue-in-teeth smile.
"You love it."
Boba laughed, and again, you couldn't help but admire his smile. How it instantly made him look younger. Not as burdened. Happier.
Boba helped ease you into the warm water before climbing in behind you. As he leaned you back on his chest, he whispered in your ear.
"I love you."
You sighed, happily.
"I love you, too, Boba."
And it was only because you loved him so much that you didn't punch him the next morning when you found that you were, indeed, having trouble walking.
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babes holy fuck
@daimyosprincess ex libris fic is so fucking good. like if y’all haven’t read it yet you better start because
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consider this the strongest fucking endorsement post possible.
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Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: 本好きの下剋上 - 香月美夜 | Honzuki no Gekokujou | Ascendance of a Bookworm Series - Kazuki Miya, Magic ex Libris - Jim C. Hines
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Characters: Myne (Ascendance of a Bookworm), Dinsy Carnegie, Isaac Vainio
Additional Tags: In the House of the Seven Librarians, The Infinite Consortium
Series: Part 4 of The Infinite Consortium
Summary:
Myne just wants something to read. So when she receives the invitation to the Private Auxilary of the Infinite Consortium, it seems her prayers have finally been answered. Or have they?
#The Infinite Consortium#ascendence of a bookworm#in the house of seven librarians#magic ex libris#my fics#magical librarians#magical libraries
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STAR WARS - 2023 FIC RECS
this year has been filled with so many beautiful fics, I wanted to make a rec list to share & support everything I read. please check these out and support these creators, they are all incredible! 💖✨
ANAKIN/VADER X F!READER
— Breathe Me In by @moonlight-prose
the jedi fell and darth vader rose to power, but there’s a secret he hides even from his own master.
— When Midnight Calls by @ladyxskywalker
anakin steps into the refresher, noticing how you left the door open for him, the steam filling the room inside from the misty hot water.
AXE WOVES X F!READER
— The Lady and the Merc by @flightlessangelwings
“The pleasure,” the leader took your hand, but instead of shaking it, he brought it up to his lips and kissed the back of it tenderly, “Is all mine,” he gave you a wink as you felt your skin burn under his touch, “And call me Axe Woves.”
BRASSO X F!READER
— Steadfast by @uwingdispatch
He pressed a sweet kiss to your forehead before pulling back to look at you in that way only he could, with those bright eyes. “I think we should stay,” he said.
BOBA FETT X F!READER
— Be With Me by @imarvelatthestars
"It's late," he says.
— Boba Fett is in Love With You by @janghoefett
He’s known for some time now.
— Ex Libris by @daimyosprincess
There's much to be learned from the handsome professor Boba Fett, both about yourself and your pleasure.
— Kinktober Day Five: Virginity by @sinfulsalutations
You’ve never felt this small before.
— No Mercy by @daimyosprincess
Fennec Shand is many things, markswoman, assassin, the daimyo’s right hand, but merciful is not one of them. That's why she's the only one Boba Fett trusts to take care of you when he's away.
— Sound Asleep by @moodymisty
You swore you hadn’t had a nightmare since your childhood years; But even then, you couldn’t remember one like this.
— Small Favors by @daimyosprincess
The day Boba Fett called you a hellion, you were pretty certain it altered your brain chemistry.
— The App by @maybege
The App tells you who your perfect match is. But when Josh, your perfect-match-alpha, introduces you to his boss, you start to realise that the numbers are not always right.
DARTH MAUL X F!READER
— Dread by @bits-and-babs
a strange creature visits your dreams, promising to satiate a yearning body he heard call to him across the force. | incubus!maul
— Serenity by @eloquentmoon
lord maul interrupts your nighttime stroll in the woods
ELIA KANE X F!READER
— Eat Your Young by @imarvelatthestars
It's the way she looks at you that does you in, the blatant hunger that glints in Elia's eyes, the knowledge that she always has you just within reach and that you'll always fall for her time and again.
GALEN ERSO X READER
— I Didn't Know The Time by @ladyxskywalker
an unseasonable rain causes an unexpected shift in your new year’s plans, but, as it turns out, both of you wouldn’t have it any other way
GRAND ADMIRAL THRAWN X F!READER
— Amuse Bouche by @bits-and-babs
A state dinner leaves the Grand Admiral wanting far more than was offered.
— Show of Good Faith by @bits-and-babs
grand admiral thrawn has a unconventional way of convincing neighbouring planets to pledge allegiance to the empire.
KINO LOY X F!READER
— I Want You to Show Me Weak by @tarabyte3
You're pretty sure Kino Loy hates you. He screams at you, grabs you, and shoves you against the wall, and it's becoming a problem because, well...it shouldn't fluster you as much as it does.
— Ownership of Mine by @amywritesthings
The Empire has integrated their prison systems, with you as one of the few women now incarcerated at Narkina 5. The unit manager takes you under his wing – but for reasons you didn’t anticipate.
OBI-WAN X F!READER
— Dust to Dust by @avarkriss
A generous gift bestowed upon a very pretty desert hermit
—Kinktober Day 5: Table Sex by @flightlessangelwings
“You wished to see me, Lord Kenobi?” you asked from the doorway to his office where you stood at attention.
— Serve My Worries Away by @friskynotebook
In which Obi-Wan gets in a fight with a printer and the printer wins.
— Sweetend Craving by @moonlight-prose
“he’d want the last thing he ever heard to be the sound of you tipping over the edge, falling into a bliss you both craved.”
— What’s The Harm? by @obixwan
Quinlan set Obi-Wan up with a friend and now, Obi-Wan can’t help himself.
POE DAMERON X GN!READER
— Because You Left by @againstacecilia
“What happened? With us?” / “We just… Grew apart. That’s all.” / “No, I don’t think that’s it. Not entirely.”
THE CLONES X F!READER
— Better Than The Universe by @sinfulsalutations
Rex enjoys the mindlessly affection-filled morning he deserves
— Kinktober Day 15 by @samspenandsword
Overstimulation with Daddy Rebels!Rex
— Keep In The Heat by @sinfulsalutations
Wrecker is cold. His girl knows a solution
— Return To Sender by @keravnos-kori
halla has been alone for the past three years. as it turns out, relocating to coruscant and attending a prestigious university hasn’t been as glamorous as she originally expected - but when a new opportunity comes along for her to prove the republic’s injustices committed against clone troopers, she might get more than she bargained for when the power structure suddenly collapses and is replaced by something far more sinister…
— Strategies in Fliration by @floral-force
When you take a risk and join your friends for a night out, a handsome stranger sets his eyes on you. You boldly approach him and ask him what war tactics he has in his arsenal. | captain rex
— Sweet Thing by @starrylothcat
Wrecker has a crush on you, a local sweet shop owner. Will he find the courage to ask you out?
— Some Rex and Relaxation by @daimyosprincess
After a hard week, Rex makes it his mission to see that you forget all about it.
— The Coffee Shop by @samspenandsword
You own a coffee house on Coruscant famed for its especially strong and rare brews. One day, you find yourself meeting the Marshal Commander for the Coruscant Guard.
if you haven’t read these, you need to! and please support these amazing fics & writers by reading, reblogging & commenting! 💕
#fan fic recs#fic recs#please support these creators!#boba fett x reader#captain rex x reader#obi wan x reader#darth maul x reader
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I am on a roll and I will probably crash and burn at the end of it
This one was also for a fanfic, one I actually started and never finished because apparently I have the attention span of a 6 year old on a sugar high :(
It was supposed to take place after a headcannon, where Chase get's his wish granted but only in exchange for working for Ex Libris. Anywho, the organization was hosting a party or ball sort of thing and the whole fic was Chase insisting on and doing Buddy's make up. I don't think I had realized that Buddy already wears eyeliner. I always thought that was just what his eye lashes looked like in the artstyle. And since Chase wanted to be a boy band member I thought it would fit him if he knew a thing or two about make up.
Also this was back when I thought that the outfit Silver made for Chase in Chapter 12 was going to be his official heroine outfit, kinda like Buddy's. What they're wearing in the picture were kinda fancified versions of their normal outfits
#cinderella boy webtoon#cinderella boy#shipart#again#might be a bit ooc#this only took me/nevermind I checked it took me eight hours💀#had fun drawing it though#at least I think I did
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The Names Of The Keys For Cinderella Boy (Webtoon) + ideas/theories on unknown ones
I’ve been obsessing over this for hours.
Confirmed Keys (Keys that have names and their roles):
Silver- Heroine Key, User: Chase Hollow, Color: Silver
Bronze- Helper Key, User(heavily implied): Deacon, Color: Bronze
Violet- Villainess Key, User: “Buddy”, Color: Purple
Unconfirmed Keys(Key with fandom given names and possible roles for them):
Gold- Hero Key, User: Unknown, Color: Gold
(I feel like the name is a given because it’s first place and usually main character. I think as a cute nickname Gold should be sometimes called Goldie. He’s got to be the oldest with the Villain key being the second oldest then Silver(headcanon but I wouldn’t be surprised is Silver is the second oldest because Silver is typically a second place medal. I keep think of Bronze, Silver, and Gold being the Main Protagonist Trio because of their names. The names are what get me))
Obsidian- Villain Key, User: Unknown, Color: Glassy Pitch Black (Basing the color on how the actual stone looks.)
(I wish I knew who came up with this name because I absolutely loved it. I feel like it fits perfectly and black matches well with purple as villain colors)(if you are reading this, please comment so I can credit you properly for having mentioning the name first.)
Trevor- Everyman Key, User: Unknown, Color: Brown(chosen because it’s a basic color)
(credit for the role goes to @bananacakepie. Post: https://www.tumblr.com/bananacakepie/743283540605747200/so-theres-a-webtoon-called-cinderella-boy-by?source=share )
(This name is kind of a joke but also not really. I saw a post by the creator about how all the servants were named Trevor no matter what they did for a living and I found that a little funny. I used that idea for a key that was copied into many keys so that random members of Ex Libris could walk around in the story without any real hassle and spy on anyone with a main key to make sure they were doing their job properly. It’s a blank key with no little person but it’s still named the “Trevor” key by low ranking members as an inside joke. I then saw a post here on tumblr about different possible roles for the keys, saw Everyman role, and was like as a joke, Trevor should be the name of that key too. Anyways, still going to keep my original idea for Trevor because I kind of got maybe two fics that involve the blank keys but I wanted to share my thoughts on possibly names/Key roles)
I will add more keys as we learn of them/come up with them and update any information. Comment whatever Key roles/names so that I can add them as well. I want to add personalities to them too but I’m bad at describing them so also comment that if you want to.
#cinderella boy#cinderella boy webtoon#random thoughts#The keys#buddy#chase hollow#Deacon#mall goth#theory#headcanon
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Another unedited Cinderella fic I have in the works! Watch out people, there is so so so much pining in this one XD This one is going to be pretty short since a song inspired me for it lol
For Buddy, climbing trees wasn't a task.
Like walking and swimming. He learned it once and then it was second nature to him ever since. He liked being high up. He liked being hidden from everyone in the shadows of the leaves. He liked the pure comfort and safety it brought to him.
He liked being invisible almost as much as he loved the limelight.
No one could give him orders up here just like no one could pretend. Everyone's true nature is revealed the second they think they are alone. That's how he protected the Ex Libris. That's how he became the Elder's favorite.
So, why, why must his burden be so...transparent?
Buddy is used to two-faced lies, he is used to backstabbers and people who try to hide away narration for themselves. He is used to it. He deals with them. He knows what to do. He knows how to stalk them for weeks without getting tired. He knows how to blend in with the shadows of the trees. He knows they will eventually reveal themselves. He knows he will be there to catch them when they do.
But Chase isn't like that. Chase is transparent. Honest. Outspoken. Sincere. Frank. Open. Direct.
Everything Buddy isn't and more.
So, he does what he always does. Tucked between the vibrant green leaves and sturdy trunk of a mighty tree, he watches. Chase probably isn't aware he is in the book. The villainess hasn't debuted yet, after all, and Buddy tries not to temper with the story too much. They will meet when they meet.
He looks bored as the prince goes on and on about his love to the princess. Mostly survaying the vast garden, warm brown eyes occasionally following a butterfly or a bird as it frolicks around the flora.
And Buddy can't help but stare.
#ao3#writing#fanfic#fanfiction#writeblr#ao3 fanfic#ao3 writer#cinderella boy#cinderella boy webtoon#chase hollow#buddy#mall goth#pining
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Hi Bilvy, I don't know if you remember but I was the one who drew you an Ex Libris for your 30th birthday. Thanks to you, I started drawing and writing again and finally gathered enough courage to post my first GO fanart today (the fic should be up on AO3 soon, too!), so I just wanted to thank you once again for inspiring me to come out of my 15+ years hibernation 🤍
this makes me happier than you could ever knowww 😭💛💛💛💛 now i've finally set my printer up at the new place i'm SO amped to frame that ex libris over my desk
SO STOKED AND PROUD FOR YOU AHHHHH
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“…there are a couple of scenes that we shot in this new season that are kind of hints at what they were like when they first met.”
I’m ready to see the hottest couple in Westeros canoodle like teenagers 🙌
A sketch from chapter one of Ex libris
Please do not repost without my permission!
#joycieillustrations#hotd#house of the dragon#rhaenys targaryen#princess rhaenys targaryen#corlys velaryon#fic: ex libris#my fanfic#my art#rhaenys x corlys#rhaenys targaryen x corlys velaryon
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Did you feel like having an existential crisis today/tonight but weren't sure how?
Now you can! With Buddy Angst!
Description:
Buddy's first ever report: On why he joined the Ex Libris at fifteen.
TW: Mentions of Mentally abusive parents and their behaviors.
https://archiveofourown.org/works/54818311
Thank you to the people with kind words and advice, I really appreciate it!
Fan Favorite Quote From The Fic According To A Comment:
'I almost believe that one sliver of autonomy is the stuff of legends, because no one seems to ever actually do anything with it.'
(By the way, Buddy is talking about freedom given when you turn eighteen.)
Anyway, let me know your thoughts everyone! (I don't think this will make you cry, don't worry.)
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List of started/incomplete Corlys x Rhaenys drabbles and fics I have in my Google Docs in the hopes someone might shame me into finishing them:
Rhaenys and Corlys discussing Laenor joining Corlys at the Stepstones
Laena and Rhaenys discuss TQWNW nickname
Corlys arrives in King’s Landing after Baelon is named heir
A continuation of the 1x10 reunion scene
Aemon and Rhaenys ride their dragons (an add-in to the wonderful “Ex Libris”)
Corlys and Rhaenys saying goodbye before he returns to the Stepstones, after Laenor and Laena’s deaths.
Corlys and Rhaenys hear of Laena’s passing.
AU where Corlys receives Otto at Driftmark, as Rhaenys is still a prisoner of the Greens.
Corlys bestows a dragon-saddle to Rhaenys as a wedding gift.
Rhaenys visits High Tide for the first time.
Rhaenys visits her dying grandfather. She tells him all she thinks and all she has kept hidden from the world - that it will be her actions that will alow for Viserys’s succession. Her actions prevent war, not his. He mistakes her for Alysanne. Rhaenys leaves.
Corlys and Rhaenys’s wedding celebrations at Driftmark; a feast at High Tide.
Modern AU extravaganza; divorced Rhaenys and Corlys are brought together after six years after Corlys is caught up in a boating accident. Full on exes-to-lovers stuff, with angst and granddaughters.
Persuasion-inspired AU; Corlys returns to King’s Landing after a broken engagement with Rhaenys years ago. She broke it off after listening to talk that it would undermine her claim. But when Corlys returns as the newly-minted Lord of the Tides, it’s in the aftermath of her father’s death and her disinheritance. Can they bridge the gap and get over past hurts?
AU where Corlys dies and Daemon confronts Rhaenys at High Tide as she refuses to leave the island.
AU where Corlys refuses to pledge for Rhaenyra, but Rhaenys does.
AU where Rhaenys is kept a prisoner and forced to bend the knee at Aegon’s coronation. Includes a lengthy description of her dress and a face-off with Otto.
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I wrote a thing for @cloud--atlas which was meant to be my last fic of 2023 and instead is my first fic of 2024!
Retail, Love, and Other Festive Poems
Clint Barton/Natasha Romanoff, Background Steve Rogers/James Barnes; Teen & Up (no archive warnings apply); 3382 words
Summary: A December day in the life of Clint Barton - poetry lover, Assistant Manager at Ex Libris bookshop, and Natasha Romanoff’s partner.
Set the morning after Ex Libris by CloudAtlas, and towards the end of the remix Anthology by inkvoices. This will make much more sense if you read those first!
#fanfic#clintasha#clint barton#natasha romanoff#hawkeye#black widow#bookshop AU#poetry#sometimes you write a fic very specifically for one person#and when they like it OH MY HEART#YES YES YES
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Okay SO. You said your ask was always open for fanfic ideas and I. Kinda wanted to ask if you had planned a sequel for Mistletoe on Valentine's Day. And I don't mean a ~spicy~ sequel (although it would be just as welcomed) but a "how do these two interact from now on?".
Are they in a relationship? Do they act all embarrassed with each other the next time they meet? Did they go far enough to skip a few bases the same day of their first kiss? And how are they coping with it? How will their relationship evolve from this?
I can't stop imagining the next prince charming a few books later walking in on his mother/the queen/the evil step-mother making out with the girl of his dreams and THE POSSIBILITIES ARE ENDLESS.
So, yeah. I know you probably have lots of WIPs already, so this is mostly me venting what my brain had thought today 👀
Yes I am open for ideas! (AND IM SO GLAD YOU ASKED)
I do want to make a sequel for 'Mistletoe on Valentines day' but there isn't really any planning in this moment for the exact reason you brought up XD I don't know if I want to make it ✨spicy✨ and finally bring the smut tag to this little but awesome fandom or go the 'time skip' route and wrote about these dorks trying to navigate their new...situation. (because it's not really a relationship, not yet <3)
Now onto your questions;
-No, it's not really a relationship yet. I don't think neither Chase nor Buddy has much experience with relationships (In my headcanon; Chase is too obsessed with idols and developed very high standards. Combine it with his mom being sick and he hadn't really dated much. I also headcanon Buddy literally grew up in Ex Libris and I don't think they allow dating, so again, not much experience) I doubt they would want to rush into one. More like pining, awkward flirting, and escapades. They would definitely want to take it to the next level, maybe go on a date but 1-) Buddy still needs to take Chase's key back 2-) They only know each other in books and didn't interact that much outside of their spats 3-) Ex Libris
So, yeah, they have a long way to go XD
-Yes they do act all embarrassed the next time they see each other. There would be lots of blushing, evaiding eyes, and stumbling over words XD They both don't really know how to handle this <3
-They wouldn't go all the way on the first day they kissed, no. But there would be enough action that they would need to clean up after if you catch my drift XD
-I think Buddy would be very deep guilt and shame. Not because of Chase, no, but because he feels like he betrayed Ex-Libris. Fraternized with the enemy. Worse, it wasn't just going with the flow. He specially asked to continue and he couldn't stop thinking about it. All the feelings he repressed about the 'annoying' blondie surfaced at the same time. Also, it's his first kiss. So, yeah, he is overwhelmed lol
And Chase is pretty pumped up he might get a hot goth bf who kinda looks like his body pillow <3 maybe a bit worried because Buddy seems like a very classy guy with high standards and he doesn't want to disappoint him. But overall? Pretty good <3
-Oh it WILL develop into something openly sincere (emphasis on the 'openly' part. They were both kinda into each other but repressed it cuz enemies to lovers <3) they just need a bit of time and effort from both sides.
AND YEP they are NOWHERE near as sneaky as they think they are and have to frequently abandon books because the stepsisters can't be mean to Cinderella since the poor maid got traumatised after walking in on her with stepmother and gossip travels fast XD
BUT THANK YOU SO MUCH thanks to you I got to write my thoughts down and this actually cleared up my brain XD I think im going to do two different follow ups to that fic;
1-) ✨spice✨
2-) Them trying to navigate their new situation and traumatising a few book characters on the way
#Thank you for the help!#I hope we can talk again <3#cinderella boy#chase hollow#cinderella boy webtoon#buddy#mall goth
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