#dx:lovesick

[palfriendpatine66]

Did some long overdue yard work this weekend and suddenly remembered that while brainstorming ways for Anakin to embarrass himself in front of Dr Kenobi in the ER in dx:lovesick I pictured Anankin with poison ivy on his ass and balls after a weekend hike, red faced and mortified, ass up on the exam table while Obi-Wan inspects the damage and…well…this time around the idea is a lot harder to shake…

[palfriendpatine66]

IDK WHY but you made love Doctor!Obi-One.

I bet it’s because he’s soft and caring and kind and has great hands

Read Dx:lovesick (one of my faves!) featuring the handsome Doctor Kenobi and accident prone thirsty Anakin here

[palfriendpatine66]

🚨NEW CHAPTER ALERT 🚨 DX:Lovesick

The final chapter of dx:lovesick can be found here. Shower sex doesn't go as planned, a trip to the ER ensues. Everything turns out ok 💕

I hope you'll agree that this ending was worth the wait.

[palfriendpatine66]

Six Sentence Sunday

A new snippet from dx:lovesick Giving this a try - brevity isn’t really my thing ;)

“We are absolutely not trying that crazy position you sent me last week,” Obi-Wan interrupted, his voice stern and forbidding.

“It’s called the wheelbarrow,” Anakin rolled his eyes, “and nice to know you did get my texts and were just choosing to ignore me. Honeymoon period is over I see.”

“Not responding to diagrams of insane shower sex positions while in the middle of the work day hardly counts as-“

“-middle of the workday,” Anakin scoffed, “number one it was midnight, number two it was-“

“-completely out of the question!” Obi-Wan cried in frustration. “That is an accident just waiting to happen.”

“Oh come on - if you’re worried about your stamina at your advanced age then I can hold you.”

[palfriendpatine66]

WIP Wednesday - dx:lovesick

I offer this up as proof that I haven’t forgotten about my promise of an epilogue! Chapters 1-6 on ao3

[A reminder that you can find out about my other wips here]

Anakin made his way to the bedroom to change into something maybe a little more impressive than his school logo sweatpants and was forced to admit, if only to himself, that he was pouting.

He told himself it was justified. It wasn’t like he was hoping for anything untenable. He just wanted to have Obi-Wan home. No covering shifts or being stuck in someone’s chest cavity past the end of his own, no overtime. In their shared bed where he belonged.

With his cock buried inside of Anakin.

It really wasn’t so much to ask.

[palfriendpatine66]

WIP Wednesday

Tiny little snippet of a fic I started working on for @fulcrum843 (new working title: previously listed as what’s up doc?)

DX: Lovesick in which Anakin is a college student who ends up in the ER. A lot. It’s not the worst thing that could happen, though, when he gets to spend time under the care of super hot resident Doctor Kenobi, who he would really like to get to know on a first name basis.

Anakin watched the doctor walk away, not purposefully checking to see how his ass looked in scrubs (fantastic). It was just something that happened when you were laying on a table situated approximately ass high.

He had a moment to spare the thought he was glad to have lost a certain amount of blood because if he had any more available to him he would be very obviously hard right now, and that wasn’t exactly the state he wanted to be in while the devastatingly handsome Dr. Kenobi returned to hold his face with his big, gentle hands and look deep into his eyes.

Eye wound. Whatever. Same thing.

[palfriendpatine66]

OMFG here's an Obikin promot from you coming from reality (aka what happend to me yesterday)

I was in the line for Starbucks and while waiting saw a couple arguing over one of them calming he hated coffeé and prefers tea, and then his husband reminded him it is not true because he "did not mind to lick off the cold coffeé from my body last night". He responded by "Well it was my part of my startegy to make you wanting me to blow you off"

As you can imgine, because they were quite loud, a few people tried not to react audiobly.

This is an AMAZING obikin in the wild moment and I am so happy you shared it with me! (And now all of us) like, I CANNOT get over this.

I sat on it for a while deciding which Obi-Wan and Anakin to go with for this, and also took a few liberties, but I hope you enjoy.

Continue reading for spoilers for dx:lovesick - after they’re reunited

Anakin insisted on walking Obi-Wan to the hospital in the morning, not willing to be parted until it was absolutely necessary. If there was any way he could have joined him at work, he would have. He was already considering popping in to have his stitches checked just so he could get a chance to see his impossibly hot boyfriend all competent and commanding and caring.

A twelve hour shift was much too long to wait, Anakin thought as they entered the coffee shop arm and arm. It seemed Obi-Wan was just as reluctant to be parted, keeping his hand on his lower back as they ordered, a smile in his eyes as Anakin preened under his touch.

“Do you have to go?” Anakin pouted as he wrapped his arms around Obi-Wan from behind and rested his chin on his shoulder while they waited for their order. Anakin grinned and pressed his lips to the light stubble of Obi-Wan’s jaw as he pictured the marks he’d left over those strong shoulders.

“You know I do.” Obi-Wan kissed his hair.

“But I’ll miss you.”

“I have tomorrow off though. We’ll have time to actually get some rest after you show me how much you missed me.” Obi-Wan frowned as he moved forward to collect their order. “I should have ordered a double shot, this isn’t going to be enough.”

“I don’t remember you complaining last night,” Anakin sighed in relief as he accepted his cup and took a deep sip.

“No complaints,” Obi-Wan grinned wolfishly over his cup before taking a sip, pulling back with a grimace almost immediately, scowling as he wiped foam off his upper lip with the back of his hand.

Anakin wore a matching scowl. He would have much preferred to lick that off with a kiss.

“Ugh, except for this.” Obi-Wan thrust his cup out toward Anakin in disgust and made to rejoin the order line. “Here, you take this, I can’t drink it.”

“Why not?”

“I asked for no whipped cream.” Anakin stared him blankly, prompting Obi-Wan to elaborate. “I hate whipped cream.”

“No you don’t.”

“Excuse me?” Obi-Wan turned to him with an eyebrow raised incredulously. And alright, they barely knew each other. Apart from the two amazing nights they’d shared in the bedroom they knew next to nothing about each other. But Anakin had pretty solid evidence to the contrary.

“You certainly didn’t mind licking whipped cream off of me last night.” Anakin returned the look. Or he tried. He’d have to practice the eyebrow arch.

Obi-Wan’s cheeks colored and he turned his gaze toward the menu board, despite knowing exactly what he was going to order (this time emphasizing without whipped cream). “That was different,” he answered stiffly.

Anakin snorted into the cup, Obi-Wan’s cup, inhaling a bit of whipped cream as he did. “Oh, how so?”

“That was part of my strategy.”

“What strategy?”

“You looked cute with whipped cream on your face.” And down his neck, apparently.

“What strategy?” Anakin repeated with a wicked grin.

The blush on Obi-Wan’s cheeks crept down his neck. Now Anakin knew it would continue down to reach the array of dark marks he had sucked into Obi-Wan’s shoulders.

Obi-Wan ducked his head and pinched the bridge of his nose, apparently resigning himself to the fact that Anakin wouldn’t let it go. He was right. He absolutely wouldn’t.

“My strategy to make you want me to blow you,” Obi-Wan said lowly. But they were in a crowded line in a packed coffee shop and it wasn’t low enough to not be heard if the sideways looks coming their way was any indicator.

The attention didn’t bother Anakin one bit. He threw his head back and laughed loudly and made no effort to lower his voice whatsoever when he declared, “No strategy needed. I ready and willing for that any time. Or to suck you off. Either really,” he shrugged and took another sip of Obi-Wan’s former drink, licking the whipped cream off his lip in amusement.

“Enough,” Obi-Wan scolded. “You’re making these people lose their appetite.” He winced as he made eye contact with someone who had clearly heard every word of their conversation.

“Young love,” the muttered in disgust and shook their head at their companion, who rolled their eyes in agreement.

“Aww did you hear that? They called you young!” Anakin exclaimed.

“Shut up,” Obi-Wan attempted to scowl as he moved forward to reorder, but couldn’t keep the smile from his face.

[palfriendpatine66]

love love the snippet u shared

Thank you thank you. Let me take a moment to get emotional, shall I?

I’m writing dx:lovesick as a gift for a friend. One they didn’t ask for, but one they got anyway. It started with the thought that maybe having a hot, gentle, caring Doctor Obi-Wan would make time in the hospital not so crappy. I took that idea and filled the fic with things to make them laugh during a hard times. With the crazy thirsty thoughts we share. With the bossy Obi-Wan they want to see, and with the love and care they deserve. And with a reminder that sometimes good things come out of bad situations. And with the hope that good things will come their way, even if they don’t see it coming yet. I reached out to this friend and offered to talk and be there for them during a hard time, not knowing how much they would end up being the one to help me. It’s a meager thanks but it’s the I have to offer.

So. It’s been silly and thirsty af but it’s also a really special story to me that I fell in love with much more than I anticipated. I’m so so glad it’s being enjoyed and loved by its readers and hope to bring it to a very satisfying conclusion soon.

Sorry to hijack your ask with my feelings anon but thank you reading and supporting this emotional author 💕