#sith luke skywalker

[mando-din-lorian]

The Gift 💝

[koi-illust]

[Star Wars] [Luke Skywalker]

Balance

Chatted with a friend about Luke Skywalker, and I couldn’t resist the urge to draw him!

As some of you know, I have a thing for dark Luke, so here’s a piece of him struggling against (or embracing?) the dark side for y’all!🥰

Although only Luke appears here, I’d love for fellow DinLuke shippers to imagine what this version of Luke would do to Din…hehehe😈❤️‍🔥

[pomplalamoose]

two possibilities

Sith!Luke Skywalker x fem!reader

summary: this evening Lord Skywalker has something very specific in mind

cw: nsfw, smut, overstimulation, multiple orgasms, penetrative sex, unprotected sex, rough sex, power imbalance, unhealthy relationship, manhandling minors dni!!!

A/N: this is my first time ever writing smut and I'm so nervous about posting it, please be kind, I'm really doing my best :(

His heavy steps make you jolt awake in an instant.

From where you were dozing on the soft rug in front of his bed you have yet to spot Lord Skywalker but are able to hear him well, your senses attuned to every sound of his, no matter how small it may be.

Your breath catches in your throat and, not daring to release it, you listen closely to his movements; occasionally you're lucky and they tell you something about his mood before he can catch you off guard.

What is he doing?

Curiously craning your neck you try to get a glimpse of him next door but all you can see is his dark cape being thrown from one side of the room to the other where it lands with a heavy thud.

Immediately two very different possibilities flash before your inner eye; he's either furious or horny.

Your brain screams at you to get up, get up, get up, get up and you just barely manage to untangle your sleepy limbs from the fuzzy blanket when he rounds the corner, his hungry eyes searching for you.

Oh. It's clear what it's going to be tonight.

You sink back in relief.

"Wel-Welcome back, my L-"

He doesn't even let you finish before easily picking you up and throwing you upon his bed, his burning gaze not once leaving your blushing face as he frees his hard and already leaking cock.

He's on you in an instant, covering your mouth with his, unceremoniously shoving his tongue past your lips.

With a sigh he begins rutting his hips against your still clothed pussy, deepening the kiss when you shyly start to reciprocate his movements.

"Oh, little one, I have been thinking about this all day.", he tells you, before dragging you into another scorching kiss.

Only when you begin to struggle, desperate to come up for air, does he manage to rein himself back in and releases you with a wet sucking sound that echoes around the room.

Looking you over attentively, his hot breath fans across your face when he speaks.

"Have you been waiting here for me? Mmh?"

Wide eyed you nod; you did wait for him, just the way you know he likes it.

One of his hands teasingly snakes in between your legs and he gives a hum of satisfaction when he finds your panties slightly damp with arousal.

"Such a good girl, you'll make me feel so good tonight, I know it."

His voice is rough with lust as he reinforces his words by once again thrusting his hips forward, moaning loudly at the sensation.

"You want it too, don't you? To let me cum inside of you as many times as I want to? To make me feel good?"

"Yes.", you blabber dumbly, eager to please him. "I want to- I wanna make you cum. Please cum inside of m-me."

"You do, huh?"

Feigning intimacy he smiles and leans close to whisper in your ear.

"It's not like you have a choice, sweetheart."

He draws back and impatiently pats your hip, signaling something you, through your excited haze, don't understand.

You do your best to rearrange your limbs, dazedly making a move to undress yourself but when you lift your arms to pull up your top, he stops you with a sigh.

Faster than you can think he scoops an arm underneath your back and easily manhandles you into position on all fours before him.

You are confused, does he not want you naked?

You try again, which earns you a stinging slap to your right ass cheek and a sharp reprimand.

"Behave."

You still immediately as your world narrows down to him and his touch alone.

Lord Skywalker gently moves the crotch of your underwear aside to press a finger inside of you.

"You know the rules, little one. Hold still, don't talk, and I'll make this pleasurable for you as well."

Every bit of air is pushed out of your chest, your mouth falling open as you try to adjust to the sudden intrusion.

You didn't think you were wet enough to take all of it yet but your body gives way easily as he slowly shifts his finger around to stroke your walls, before gently withdrawing and pumping back in repeatedly.

Each little movement makes you jump and by the time he's inserting a second digit, his spare arm has to reach beneath your chest to keep you upright.

His fingers are so very big and long, so skilled, and it does not take long for you to moan out around them helplessly.

As he allows you to grind back into them, you feel as if already you could fall apart right here and now.

Desperately you want to beg, for him to go deeper, faster, anything, but you know better than that and wisely keep your mouth shut.

To antagonize him now, to egg him on, would only result in punishment and suffering.

Instead you place your trust in his own lust and impatience to keep him from playing with you for too long and are proven right not long after.

The mattress dips under his weight as he shifts positions, and you can feel the much larger head of his cock nudging the entrance in between your wet folds.

With your heart racing you try to spread your legs even wider.

His hands roughly kneed your ass cheeks, pulling them far apart to get a good long look at your dripping core, before sliding forward to grip your waist, pulling you closer towards him.

Anxious to give him better access and to make it easier for your body as well, you arch your back as far as it will go and steady yourself as he lines himself up, as he presses forward antagonizingly slowly.

With gritted teeth you endure the burning slide until the tip finally pops in and you gasp, your Lord releasing a low moan above you.

As always his size overwhelmes you.

Despite the regularity in which he claims you it's nearly too much.

Involuntarily you clench down hard around his cock, and breathe a sigh of relief when it makes him release a quick hiss of pleasure.

Yet you beg your body to relax again; your Lord is far away from being fully sheathed inside of you and he can and will take more, not always caring whether you are ready to as well.

This time though, surprisingly, he stops the penetration just short of it becoming too much for you to handle and instead begins to lazily push in and out, giving you the chance to adjust.

You are whimpering helplessly by the time he's fully seated, completely impaled and trembling as your walls flex almost violently around the thick intrusion.

You can’t seem to catch your breath, a slight sheen of sweat already covering your entire body.

Slowly the Sith is stilling his movements and reaches forward to soothingly stroke your hair and rub your back.

It's a gesture of good will.

An acknowledgement of your weaker form.

You try to speak, to let him know you recognize it as what it is, to let him know how thankful you are.

"Th-tha... thank y..." but instead you break off in a languid cry, hanging your head, when he quickly drapes himself over you to bite at your neck in warning.

"No. Speaking.", he murmurs lowly before straightening up again.

Contemplatively he draws out his throbbing cock before slowly pushing it back in, not hard but enough to make you grapple for something to hold on to.

The next thrust is much the same: powerful but subdued.

The third hits a spot that wrenches a loud cry of sheer pleasure out of you.

Your Lord hits it again and again, and now you are being tossed forward with it, giddily taking each thrust you are given as the rhythm grows quick and even.

Eliciting a steady burst of ecstasy up your spine that leaves you far more vocal than you are comfortable with, you are wracked with tremors and slowly but surely grow dizzy with it.

He slows down after a while, taking his time to carefully readjust your position and the strong hold he has on your waist.

At first, not understanding what's happening you fear he's going to stop altogether.

Are you not satisfactory?

You won't be able to bear it if he leaves you like this, gaping and aching for more.

"Pl- please...", you choke out, in your desparation forgetting about his warning from earlier.

"Pleaseee..."

His response is a mocking laugh and the next thrust is so hard it makes you choke and nearly topple over.

"Is that want you want? Huh?"

The next follows immediately after, just as fast and just as hard.

Unbelievably the pace quickens, and suddenly you are being fucked at a relentless rhythm with brutal strength; too fast for you to even cry out with with each time he slams into you, you turn into one long litany of noises.

Again you feel him draping himself over your body, covering you whole, his heavy weight pressing you into the mattress.

You are so, so wet, sure you are dripping and leaking against his pants and all over the sheets, whining for it, tears prickling the corner of your eyes from the overwhelming sensation.

His strength is staggering, his skill merciless and despite everything you have experienced so far there is nothing to compare it to.

Each thrust is perfectly angled to overstimulate with how his hips are jerking forward and his large hands tightly clasping your body, leaving bruises in their wake wherever they go.

Your skin feels hot and feverish, your body bristling with heat.

You couldn't escape if you wanted to, couldn’t even think of it.

The loud slapping sounds almost drown out your pleas and the blood pounding in your ears.

Lord Skywalker seems to have no expiration, he never so much as slows, and you wonder if he could do this endlessly.

You know, however, that you can’t.

You are weak, already close to passing out, and finally you let your tears flow freely, fully submitting to his will.

He hears your sobs and his left arm tightens around your waist to hoist you up against his chest, holding you close.

His free hand slips into the front of your panties and cups your heat closely, before he starts methodically rubbing your clit to the beat of his fucking.

Your trembling doubles, and barely a few thrusts later you shriek your release, your muscles and stomach clenching.

Your vision blurs as your eyes roll back into your head, your mind seemingly leaving your body behind.

The Sith doesn't stop his movements, simply fucking you through your orgasm until after another minute there come several audible grunts and you can feel the rush of hot liquid filling you up.

Lord Skywalker pounds that out too, then slows, stills, and finally, lets go of you.

You collaps onto your front instantly.

His big cock slides free and you hit the mattress panting for air, everything around you spinning.

In slow trickles his cum is leaking out of you but you're too tired to move away from the big stain your combined bodily fluids created and, as it turns out, you don't get a chance to either, as suddenly you are grabbed by your ankles and easily flipped around to lay on your back.

Through eyes heavy lidded and dark with lust your Lord drinks in your helpless picture, already and, unbelievably so, fully erect again with excess cum still dripping from the tip of his cock.

Blinking up at him you can't do anything but watch as he lazily palms his erection and then begins to touch himself in earnest to the sight of you.

He's allowing you another break, altough you realize how short it will be by how roughly he's handling himself and by the way his breath is very quickly growing ragged again.

"Oh fuck..."

A low groan escapes his mouth and his free hand reaches out to part your knees so he can settle in between your legs.

You can't tear your gaze away from the way his head falls back in the throws of his pleasure, from how he licks and bites his lip in anticipation for what is to come so soon...so very soon...

Somehow his explosive orgasm still manages to catch you off guard as the thick ropes of his cum spurt all over your swollen pussy.

Propping himself up over your body with one arm he milks himself dry, painting your belly and part of your tits with what is left of his hot release, before slowly sinking back on his heels to come down from his high.

His pants are utterly ruined and once he has caught his breath he gets up to rid himself of them and the rest of his clothes.

Humming in contentment he pours himself a drink and settles back down on the bed.

You quiver under his intense gaze but don't dare to move while his eyes wander from your tear stained face to your heaving breasts and then further down until they stop at the mess he created in between your legs.

His cock twitches.

It will take a while before you are allowed to rest.

[peachblossom-odyssey]

I have such a thing for DinLuke where Luke is a Sith. The dynamic is so good, this dangerous mandalorian who doesn’t know he’s in Star Wars and this pretty blond Sith who becomes obsessed with him. Din looking at Luke in a black cloak and yellow eyes and a red lightsaber and genuinely asking “Are you a Jedi?”. Luke the literal son of galactic boogieman Darth Vader casually dropping that fact to try and scare Din only for Din to blankly say “I don’t know who that is.” Luke realizing he desires Din carnally and throwing himself into seducing him only for Din to consistently wave him off thinking he’s just like that with everyone. “Leia. Leia I told him his son was strong in the Force and he said he didn’t know what the Force was. Leia, I need him so bad, on god I need him so bad.”

“Leia I offered to make him my consort and make his son a prince and give him every treasure in my vault and slaughter anyone who even looked at him wrong, and you know what, Leia? I don’t think he believes me when I say I’m the galactic prince. I think he genuinely thinks I’m just some weirdo following him around. Leia, I’ve never wanted a man so badly in my life.”

“Leia, I tried kidnapping him again but he escaped again, I don’t know how he does it but it’s really-wait, where are you going, I haven’t told you about how danger prone he is! Leia!”

Luke Skywalker the Imperial Prince, terror of the galaxy. Luke Skywalker the whiny little brother to Leia Organa, her dear little idiot. Luke Skywalker the weird guy that Din keeps running into, clingy and touchy and way too intense but at least he’s cute

[nothing-but-flowers88]

If Jedi Luke Skywalker wears all black then we can agree Sith Luke Skywalker would wear all white right?

[xxviolet]

Sith Luke AU

[harsh-epilogue]

When your favorite mandalorian enters your office (more like chained up and forcibly dragged in)

[vanillabean-97]

I can be your angle or yuor devil 😈

[thesassypadawan]

Yes, My Master (Sith Luke x FemPupReader)

Summary: Pup, it’s the name your master ‘lovingly’ gave you…the only one you’ll ever need for the remainder of your life.  Life of passion, pain, luxury, darkness.  Life with a sith lord. Like Father, Like Son  

Warnings: 18+ (minors dni), because of all the lovely smut.  Dom Skyboy, blowjob, some humping, a little gagging, and…Luke’s cute, big dick.

Notes: Happy Sithtember all you, lovelies! ❤️🖤

-  Throat spasms around his thick cock, nails dig into his toned thighs…  As you struggle against the hold he has on the back of your neck, the surge of his hips…  Lungs burning in protest, desperate for air…

-  Hooking a thumb underneath your leather collar, Luke yanks you off.  Smirk on his angelic face, dark chuckle echoing off the walls.  Clearly taking enjoyment from the way you cough wetly, sputter…peer up at your master with tear filled eyes, drool running down your chin.

-  “Look at you…such a good pup,” he ‘praises’.  Long fingers stroking along your nape, scratching gently.  The feeling loving, almost tender; that it has you beginning to relax under his touch.  Until…  “So obedient…taking everything I give…”

-  Muffled squeal flies from your throat when he roughly forces you back down.  Jaw immediately going slack, taking him between your swollen lips once more. The ache from the exertion sweet, tantalizing.  “…doing exactly as I say…”

-  Reclining upon his throne, he lazily wraps his fingers around the gilded iron chain.  Giving your leash a harsh tug; uttering the simple, clipped command of….  “Come.”

-  Without hesitation, you draw closer.  Knees shuffling, scraping across the marble floor.  Following after with a whine…tongue hanging out.

-   Eagerly you lick at his fat head, greedily lapping up the first pearly beads of pre.  Moaning softly in pleasure from the salty sweet taste.  Shivering when the tip of his boot catches, teases your soaked pussy.  Shamelessly grinding against its weathered texture.

-   “Needy little thing…”  He mocks, wedging his leg between your thighs.  Pressing it firmly to your core, bouncing it slightly.  “Humping me…”  Making you whimper, drive your hips into the pressure.  “Like the bitch you are…”

-  Hold tightens, pinches your skin.  Abruptly he shoves you down once more, bullying his way into your throat.  Groaning above you, twitching from the sound of your gags.  How you struggle and squirm with your nose flush against his abdomen, buried in his wiry blond curls.  Senses overwhelmed from inhaling his cinnamony musk.  “But you love it…”

-  Hips buck wildly, start to stutter.  “Love the attention…”  Thrusts grow irregular, erratic.  “…master gives you.”

-  Pushing, thrusting hard one last time. Streams of hot cum shoot into your mouth, coating your tongue.  And all you can do is surrender to it, trying your best to swallow it all.  Not daring to waste any of his ‘attention’.

-  Drawing off, a single string of saliva connecting.  Softly you pant, face flushed…cunt still throbbing for release.  As Luke leans forward, looming over you.  Swiping his thumb across your lips, gathering the few drops that managed to escape…offering them to you.  “Eat.”

-  Diligently, you clean it off; suckling, savoring…humming, cooing in appreciation.  “Stay.”  Fighting the urge to move, relieve yourself.  “Stay.”  Waiting patiently for your master’s next order.

-   “All right.”  Trailing down, his hand winds around…squeezes your neck gently.  Golden eyes fixated on yours, sparkling with sick amusement at the sound of your tiny moan slipping out.  How you press into his palm and fingers.  “Get to it.”

-  Squeaking happily, your hips begin to rock…vigorously.  Your arousal streaking, smearing his boots.  Chasing after that high, wanting to feel that warm wave of pleasure wash over you.

-  Gripping harder, his face twists into a snarl.  “That’s it…”  That fades along with your vision; mind fogging, swimming.  “Now…”  Mouth falls open, breath comes out in small gasps.  Phantom fingers pinch your clit.  “Cum.”

-  In an instance, the dam inside you bursts.  Eyes roll back; movements falter, hips jolt.  Fingers sinking into his thigh slightly, attempting to anchor yourself  as you gush all over him.

-  “Good girl…very good girl.”  Greedily, you draw in air.  Heart pounding, roaring in your ears.  Head tilted slightly; resting in his lap.  While he strokes your hair.  “What do you say we give you a little bath…before we make a mess of you again.”  Gaze sweeping over your limp form.  “Speak.”

-  Parting your lips, you look to him nervously.  Normally not allowed to address him in such a way, you reply in a hushed tone.  “Y-Yes, my master…  P-Please…wash me…  Don’t want t-to be dirty for you.”

[generalkenobee]

🧍‍♂️ I'm just going to leave this here

[dankmyfarrik]

Eternal Sunshine | Chapter 8: Happy Is The Blameless

7/21/24 at 5:30pm EST

Summary: An alternate universe where the only thing that happens differently is… well, the Emperor wins. And Luke wakes up with a mysterious scar on his temple.

Read it here: Tumblr | AO3

[swinging-through-the-stars]

a battle concept

[koi-illust]

[StarWars][Sith!Luke/Din][Mpreg]

Bound

“You’re pregnant.” Luke stated, his voice steady and laced with something akin to amusement.

“No…”

“Don’t lie to me. I can sense another life within you.” Luke pressed.

“I told you, it’s not true. I just ate something that didn’t sit right with me…” Din could barely convince himself, but he needed to deny it out loud. He needed to hear the denial himself…

Yet, deep down, Din knew what Luke said was the truth. He just couldn’t bring himself to accept it. Having a child with Luke only meant shackling himself to a fate from which he could never escape. The shattering sound of his dreams of freedom was deafening.

(👆🏻I tried to write a little myself to better express what I want to convey through this piece, but English is not my native language, so please bear with me…)

Went back to read Sith Luke/Din, and I couldn’t help but jump out of my original drawing schedule and drew a piece for them, I missed drawing dark things😈

Although it feels like there’s a connection, this piece is not a prequel to my last artwork, I’d like to think that my baby boys of LukeDin and BobaDin were born into a warm family with loving parents! I’m not saying there’s no love between Sith Luke and Din, it’s just… “different”, you know what I mean😛

Din might be an Omega or an intersex here? Intersex is not a common setting, but I kinda like lt. I mean, anything can happen in the distant future, right? There’s probably some kind of species that looks like humans but is a bit different “down there”, and also Mpreg won’t be a mystery anymore!

Aw, I hope there’s more Mpreg Din out there in the fandom (especially in DinLuke)! It’s definitely a lot of fun to see Din, who is such a mother hen and worrywart, become pregnant, or be extremely reluctant to be pregnant because of his duty for providing and saving the world, or just like my artwork, he has doubts about his toxic relationship with Sith Lord Luke. Either way, it’s a subject worth writing about, my dearest and brilliant writers…🥹🙏🏻✨

[pomplalamoose]

⭐ Masterlist ⭐

Requests for any kind of Luke headcanons and ideas are currently closed⭐

find the updated psa regarding this here

Counting Stars

Luke and gentle dominance

Sith!Luke

headcanons and ideas

let me fall asleep in your arms

waning dreams

a problem difficult at night

Intervention

two possibilities (smut)

Master Luke Skywalker

headcanons

to love from afar & bonus chapter

Dilf Luke - modern day AU

headcanons / story draft

story draft part 2, part 3, part 4, part 5

spending a December with Luke

Mistletoe Misery

a relationship's development

✨asks, requests, ideas, etc.✨

relationship / x reader headcanons

pre ANH Luke: x reader hc's

ANH Luke: x reader hc's

ESB Luke: relationship hc's

ESB Luke: x reader on Hoth

ROTJ Luke: relationship hc's

post ROTJ Luke: x Force sensitive!reader

post ROTJ Luke pt. 2

post ROTJ Luke pt. 3

TboBF Luke: dating hc's

Sith!Luke: x reader hc's (slightly nsfw)

Dilf!Luke x reader fluff: hc's & a drabble

general Luke headcanons

ANH Luke after joining the rebellion hc's

Endor Luke hc's

random Luke hc's (slightly nsfw)

random Luke hc's pt. 2 (slightly nsfw)

random Luke hc's pt. 3

fluffy, lighthearted Luke hc's

domestic Luke hc's

Sith!Luke and the light side

Dilf!Luke thoughts

nsfw Dilf!Luke hc's

Luke x a reader with mental health issues 1 & 2

Luke with a neurodivergent reader

Luke with a mute reader

situational Luke requests

making out with Luke

teasing Luke by obviously flirting with him (nsfw)

you're stuck on a tropical planet (smut)

enemies to lovers hc's

friends to lovers hc's: rebel pilot!reader

Luke's reaction to you wanting a child

Luke with a partner on their period 1 & 2

Luke being clingy after your first time

wearing Luke's shirt hc's (slightly nsfw)

spending your honeymoon with Luke

Dilf!Luke dreams of you (smut)

Dilf!Luke being jealous

breaking down in front of Luke

Dilf!Luke being your work husband

resting your head on Luke's shoulder

Dilf!Luke: what if...?

...he was happier and less traumatized

...his child was much younger than you

[mothzies]

I’ve been reading a lot of Starwars fics lately mainly around din/Luke ship. I like seeing how people do different takes on the way history could have been. Especially the fic Ret'urcye mhi it focuses on a Sith version of Luke. So I decided to draw a the authors take on him. ❤️❤️❤️

I hope you like it!! https://archiveofourown.org/works/50011105/chapters/126274453

https://archiveofourown.org/works/50011105/chapters/126274453

[atinylittledog]

i watched star wars for the first in like a decade and now all i can think about is dark side luke. i traced over a kill la kill screenshot for this and gave up by the time i got to his hand.

in my brain sith luke would be absolutely terrifying. 😐