#sith!au

[human-rocket]

The more you post about Sith Obi-wan. The more I adore the idea of ‘let’s be evil together’ ObiKin. Both of them are obsessed with each other this can’t be healthy. But fuck they are hot together.

Oh yeah. Without Obi-Wan’s fear of attachment, they can both be equally obsessed and weird about each other.

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[liiacfleur]

The latest chapter of Ret’urcye Mhi has been posted! I wanted to do a little art for this chapter hehe.

The scene this is from is below the cut! If you want to read the whole fic, find it here

"Not yet," Luke stated, dragging his lips over the dip of his neck. While he slowed his strokes once more, barely even rutting against him, he didn't stop entirely, intentionally keeping Din on the precipice. When he realised what Luke was doing, Din's bound hands, trapped between their chests, suddenly grasped at Luke's undershirt. It was clear he was about to try and take charge, just as he usually did once Luke got him worked up enough, but Luke denied him the opportunity—having already expected it.

Before he had the chance to flip them over, Luke cybernetic grasped Din's hip and pinned him to the bed. "Not yet," he repeated with a breathless chuckle. Din let out a small, disgruntled noise, and Luke could feel his frustrated gaze as he leaned up to press their foreheads together, unable to hide his smug smile. "Have more patience."

Din groaned, ever susceptible to his teasing. "Are you going to tell me to meditate next?"

Luke hummed thoughtfully as he stroked his cybernetic hand down Din's thigh, groping at his firm muscles. "Should I?"

"Not unless you want me to take matters into my own hands," Din said with a small huff.

At that, Luke winked playfully. "Up for a challenge?"

Din chuckled, the sound twinged with a touch of arrogance. "Are you?"

Before Luke realised what was happening, he was knocked off balance, leaving him pressed into the soft mattress while Din straddled him, pinning him between his thighs. The position shift left Luke slightly dizzy, and he looked up in surprise as Din dangling the maroon sash in his hand—having removed it without catching Luke's attention.

Below the helmet, Luke was sure that Din's small smile had grown wide enough to show a hint of teeth. "Found your weak point," Din chuckled. "That makes it two to thirty four."

"I demand a rematch," Luke complained.

With a snort, Din shook his head fondly as he pulled his arms from his flight suit, exposing the planes of muscle and veins curving along his arms. "Close your eyes."

Luke sighed in resignation and slipped his eyes shut just as the seal of Din's helmet released. However, it didn't take more than half a second to shed the sting of defeat as he eagerly sat up to meet the kiss that followed. A grin split Luke lips when he felt the smile on Din's own, and soon they were laughing and knocking teeth more than they were kissing. It was playful, sweet, and Luke couldn't get enough of it—of how it made his heart flutter, clearing his mind of all doubt. Just as he had the first time, Luke found that Din's kiss was warm and gentle, something that made his chest ache in the most tender way. There was comfort here, one that allowed for him to laugh in such a carefree way, existing within a reprieve of their own making.

Force, he loved him—they loved each other.

Luke couldn't say it now, not in some hotel casino—not when he was only finally juggling with the idea that he was allowed be loved in such a way, even as who he had become. It was obvious that—for now—Din was allowing him the lead in that regard, knowing from their prior conversations that Luke battled desperately with what attachments meant to him. It would take a long time to coax him back to the understanding he'd come to on the second Death Star, how he really thought whenever he immersed himself in the light for too long.

But that didn't mean he couldn't feel it. The way the galaxy seemed to glow brighter simply by Din's presence within it, how his burdens didn't feel so heavy knowing he saw the good within his actions. It was something so good, so pure. It was everything—it was desert heat and the smell of spices, humid caves and quiet laughter, recycled starship air and the taste of chocolate. It was light.

"You're so good to me," Luke murmured, peppering kisses at the corner of Din's lips. As he did, he could feel the curve of Din's smile and his heart soared. "So good."

After Luke gave him a lingering, chaste kiss as a reward, Din chuckled softly and gently pressed their foreheads together. "I have to make sure you get your money's worth. As your bodyguard."

Luke couldn't help but roll his eyes behind his eyelids. "You're a jealous man."

"I'm a grateful man," Din corrected. Then he shrugged, smiling a little wider when Luke blindly kissed him once more. "And maybe a little jealous."

"Show me," Luke goaded.

Din met the challenge.

[dioscouroi]

He's mine, and I am his.

[calyssmarviss]

sith boyfriends 2k23

[duztdevl]

master and apprentice

[laurabwrites]

Surviving Sith

Chapter 5 of my Sith!AU is up. It's a big one (~6K) and the end of the majority of the story (next chapter is an epilogue)

Obi-Wan did warn them that Anakin would come for him.

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

[ollovae3]

IM LATE BUT I LIVE.

mARTch 2022, days 7 and 12 since I'm doing the slow version but Messed Up By A Day 💀

LoVED the voted for option of Hardcase in a popcolor style and OUGH how it hurt my brain to do that funky pose???

And I saw monochrome and went FERAL because I HAD to draw Fox?? Was originally gonna be a portrait but You Know Me and I Can't Do That. 😭🤣 So instead, enjoy Sith!Fox after having un-alived our dear friend Palpatine. 😈

Bloody version under the cut!

[mock-arts]

For the @cloneshippingbigbang, squad 15

I Wear My Sunglasses at Night by Trillium Orchid

(This art also on ao3)

Rating: explicit

Word count: 15,900

Tags: Major Character Death, Tup, Dogma, Fives, Echo, Fox, Cody, Thorn, Thire, Stone, Major Character Death, Fox Kills Palpatine, Coruscant Sucks for Corries, Clone Troopers Deserve Better, Tup Lives, Dogma Lives, Fives Lives

Summary

Force Osik can make things difficult and decidedly strange. Sith versions of Cody, Fox, Thorn, Thire, and Stone get switched with the bodies of their alternate selves that are from a near cannon timeline… They decide to Help Things- and manage to kill the Chancellor. Meanwhile the vod’e that they switch with are trying to get back home and hop a few universes before getting switched back… after the Sith versions kill the Chancellor.