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Pierro asked for your presence in his office. And who are you, his loyal and humble personal maid, to refuse? Especially when the only way of making him relax is to bury his face between your legs.
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19 Jul 2026
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You`re nothing but a humble healer in a distant village somewhere in Sneznaya. But what if one of the infamous Harbringers decided, that your service can be provided not only with your healing powers?
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19 Jul 2026
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“What… are you wearing?”
His voice was like velvet. Scratchy velvet. You realized that was an impossibility, but who are you to say anything about impossible at this very moment? And oh, hold on, your shirt, how embarrassing-
“A… Mandalorian t-shirt?”
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In which you are somehow ripped from your home of some small, backwater town, from Earth, and forcefully hurdled through the time-space continuum onto a little, brown planet called Tatooine. And you run into a familiar Mandalorian.Series
- Part 1 of Stoked
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25 May 2026
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Mandalorian Sandwich by magichandthing
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV)
13 Mar 2020
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Bro I don't even know. I'm horny for Boba Fett on the highkey and I just wanted to have Reader get rawdogged and double teamed by my two favorite Mandalorians. This is literal shameless smut, it was literally over 7k words so I split it up.
I'm a crybaby irl so I made Reader a crybaby, sorry! I also LOVE punishment spankings that turn into humping.
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23 May 2026
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Still clad in invisibility, Death licks his teeth and starts circling the group.
Watching Puss in Boots fight—sharp, nimble, graceful and brilliant—is a sight to behold, for sure.
But watching him endure? Gritted teeth, fur matted with sweat, ears folded down and twitching with every wince… struggling to hold in his pained gasps but decidedly not trying to get away, willingly accepting wounds and bruises and broken bones… Death has no need for air and yet the sight never fails to steal his breath.
"I don't want to die yet. But some days, I need you to remind me what it's like to fear for my life," the cat told him almost a year ago. "Remind me why I need to appreciate being alive."