#soft vader is like my ultimate guilty pleasure

[oh-biwan]

[rattling cage] Do you have any Obikin fics that you've enjoyed? Your beautiful art made me slip right down the ship rabbit hole and now I need recs, any rating/theme.

-blushes, clears throat- Hi!

I like a lot of different flavors but, to keep it simple, I'll try to match my recommendations to the theme I'm cultivating on this blog so far.

First of all, I have to mention skyl_tales, they wrote some of the absolute Obikin classics and I love their work, it's very dear to me. If you haven't read anything from them yet, I strongly recommend taking a look at their works and going for anything that captures your attention!

Alright, now my conscience is clear and we can move on:

Armageddon Game by posthumous_vigor

One of my more recent obsessions. Basically, padawan Obi-Wan gets captured by Sith Anakin and then groomed to the Dark Side. What I enjoy about this one is how, even despite the unfavorable cards that Obi-Wan has been dealt, he cleverly chases down his goals... but not without twisting himself in the pursuit as well. He is an active actor in this play and ultimately it is not Anakin who Obi-Wan plays against. And by recommending this I'm recommending the whole series :).

Untouched by objectlesson

This fic has one the most predatory padawan Anakin I've ever seen. This child is just so deliciously fucked up in the head. I... I think I'll just let the author's summary speak for itself: In his darkest moments, Anakin began to think of it as his right. To control Obi-Wan’s sleeping mind, force it into a box, shut it up so he could take what he deserved. Warm skin, slack face, soft snores. And then—then—more.

pleasure, little treasure by objectlesson

A guilty pleasure of mine. And probably a very hard pill to swallow, so careful there. In this one, Vader goes back in time, kidnaps Jedi initiate Obi-Wan, and makes him his apprentice. Yes, it's very dark, a psychological horror, but this author writes with such skill and poetry that I trusted they could make me enjoy reading stuff I'd normally avoid... And I was right. The beauty in the abominable. That's why I love this author, the things they write are so refreshingly daring and so deeply fucked up on so many levels, but served in a way that makes me swallow it all up without question. (oh, I should probably mention that as of now this fic is unfinished, I seldomly pick up unfinished works, but with this one, I have no regrets :))

hold my heart more gently than you do my throat by tennessoui

This is a role reversal omegaverse AU. Master Skywalker has been captured by the Separatists, and behind the Council's back, his omega Padawan sets out to save the master in distress. It is debatable if the master in question needs the saving -noises of massacre in the background- (he did need the saving, in my opinion :)). What I really love about this fic are the horror vibes of little Padawan getting chased down the hallways of the enemy base full of dead bodies, and an unknown monster breathing down his neck, but the only thing on his mind is how to find his master and rescue him. Also, I enjoyed the final twist and how the story unfolded in the end. Satisfying. If omegaverse is your thing I definitely recommend this one.

game plan by treescape

Out of all the recommendations, I consider this to be the tame one. If all of the above made you hesitant to try, this is the one to go with. The summary: Vader keeps capturing Obi-Wan during the Wars. Obi-Wan keeps escaping. It's kind of a thing. I'm recommending this one for the banter. Some of it is just next level. Very amusing to read. Chef's kiss.

[dokoni-mo]

Bestie I just found your master list and I am RUNNING LAPS IN MY ROOM SHRIEKING HOLLERING HOW YOU WRITE VADER??? OH MY GOD??? SO GLAD TO HAVE FOUND SOMEONE WHO SIMPS FOR HIM SO MUCH

Consider,,,, how warm he Is,,, falling asleep next to him on a long hyperspace flight,,,,,, and he doesn't move,,, work with me

BEST FRIEND OH MY GOD IM SHREIKING AND HOLLERING TOO IM SO GLAD YOU LIKE MY WORKS OF HIM!! Welcome to the simp club lovely i am SO happy you're here FINALLY SOMEONE ELSE THAT LOVES HIM JUST AS MUCH

And oh my god? I will GLADLY work with you here

A lot of people found that jumping to hyperspace was a really scary thing to do, especially if they have never done it before. Luckily for you, however, you've done it enough times to where it's just routine. Honestly, in a way, you found it very comforting. The dull noise of the engines outside coupled with the flashes of blue light outside the windows were an odd refuge for you.

Enough of one, in fact to make you tired. Really, really tired.

It was just as you were starting to nod off when he noticed.

"(Y/N)." Lord Vader had rumbled out, jolting you awake. You shot your gaze up to the Sith Lord sitting next to you, your eyes wide even though they were filled with sleepy haze.

"E-Excuse me, My Lord!" you blundered out, clearing your throat, "I forget myself. I'm sorry."

Lord Vader stiffened his back briefly before responding to you, gazing outside at the stars that zipped by the shuttle.

"You need not apologize, (Y/N)." he said, "I too find myself fatigued on long voyages such as these."

You shot up a smile at him, using your pointer and middle fingers to try and rub the sleep from your eyes as you joined him in looking out on the stars.

"I didn't know the illustrious Lord Vader ever got fatigued."

The dark lord turned his mask back down at your smaller frame without a word, his mechanical breath filling your ears. You were lucky that you and him were alone in the back of that shuttle, or else he would've scolded you. He never minded your "antics", as he put it, but he requested the two of you at least keep some level of professionality when in public together. It was a fair trade; one that didn't get either one of you in trouble.

But that didn't mean you weren't going to have fun with it every now and again.

Despite your best efforts, you stifled out a yawn as you continued to watch the stars outside, the sounds of the engines lulling you back in to your sleepy state. His mask now pointed at your face, Lord Vader was made aware of this, and watched you as you tried to hold back a second yawn in vain.

"You seem fatigued." he spoke eventually, making you smile back up at him.

"Yeah, I am. I didn't sleep much last night because someone wanted their troops rotated before their assignment today."

He let out a low grumble, "It was a necessary precaution."

"Still, it could've waited for the morning, my lord."

The sith fell silent again at this, watching as you stifled back another yawn. He'd never ever admit it, but maybe it was a bit inconsiderate to you that he had done that rotation when he knew you were on duty. Granted, you were the only one he trusted to do it right, but still. Perhaps it was a bit unfair.

Lord Vader was never one for apologies, though. At least, not verbal ones.

Picking up his armor-clad, buff arms, Lord Vader folded them over his chest as he looked back out the window, his mask pointed to the stars.

"Get some rest, (Y/N). We have a long day ahead of us." he said.

Shooting one last small smile up at him, you scooted backwards in your seat, crossing your arms as well as you leaned back and closed your eyes. After a good while of listening to the engines outside and the metronome that is the Sith-next-to-you's breathing, you were gently lulled to sleep. Lord Vader was only made aware of this when you slumped over in your seat, your head now resting on his large, armor-plated, toned shoulder, your side pressed against his. The dark lord was breifly taken aback by the sudden contact, but his shock quickly subsided when he pointed his mask down to you again. Your face was peaceful, the most peaceful he had ever seen you.

And, he had to admit you were quite...

Pretty.

He should have killed you then for such discrepancies. But, he didn't. He couldn't. He wasn't fully conscious of it, but he grew to care for you in the time that he had known you. And, it was him that gave you the order to get some rest. And you were doing just that.

Who was he to wake you?

Lifting up one of his arms, Vader helped his cape go along with it, gently wrapping the heavy cloth around your shoulders as you leaned next to him. After making sure it wouldn't fall off of your sleeping form, Vader turned his attention back to the stars outside, re-crossing his arms in silence.

He wondered if you were cold there next to him. Since he was nearly entirely metal. He hoped that you weren't.

The way you pressed yourself closer against him in your slumber told him that he, in fact, was nothing of the sort.

And he was grateful for that.