Give Padmé A Knife

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Sugar on My Tongue

"I woke up with a craving from home," Luke replies. "Couldn't go back to sleep until I had some." Resting his chin on Luke's shoulder, Din hums, "I know the feeling." Din makes an important realization while indulging in a midnight snack. Originally written for the What Happened on Ossus DinLuke fanzine.

Chapters: 1/1; 3.3k words Rating: E

Been With You Such A Long Time (You're my Sunshine)

The Rebel Alliance has their doomed cause, and now Han Solo has his: Keep Luke Skywalker breathing until he realizes what a karking naïve idiot he is and unquestioningly follows all of Han's advice. Han Solo is a scoundrel, and a rogue, and a guy who's just trying his best when Luke Skywalker fumbles chest over camtono into his life. Turns out he might sorta love the guy in all the ways there is to love another person, even as they fight a civil war and life and circumstances change both themselves and everything else around. The problem is that Luke's a little lonely by nature and always on the hunt for love, and Han, who's sworn to protect the kid from both the universe at large and his own efforts toward idiotic martyrdom, doesn't think that there's anybody in the galaxy who's even close to good enough for him. Han's not going to stick his nose into any of Luke's relationships, not if Luke doesn't want him to, but boy howdy do they give him one hell of a headache. [Or, the 5+1 things fic that spun entirely out of my control, where it's Han, Luke, the five men who loved and lost Luke, and the one he eventually married (spoiler alert: it's not Han), all over the course of 10 years.]

Chapters: 7/7; 108k words Rating: E

WIPs:

Helplessly Hoping

Early in his career as his covert’s beroya, Din Djarin visits Tatooine for his second time ever in pursuit of a bounty. He’s hot, he’s miserable, everything’s stupidly expensive, and he keeps getting distracted – primarily by a blonde-haired, blue-eyed local boy. Yeah, he’s pretty. And sure, he can coax a speeder into performing terrifying stunts Din’s never seen outside of an action holo. But that’s not necessarily a reason for his instincts to be all over the place when it comes to this guy, right? Right? [A Ye Olde Met on Tatooine AU]

Chapters: 20/??; ~180k words Rating: E

Unbowed, Unbent, Unburnt

Later, when Prince Din Djarin, first of his name, Mand'alor the Uniter, Iron Viper of Dorne, describes the experience of first laying eyes on Lucerys Sand, formerly Skywalker, he likens it to witnessing the sunrise for the very first time: It was as if he'd spent the first four decades of his existence wandering through nothing but misty gray twilight, only to suddenly, and completely without warning, be confronted with the dazzling rays of a colorful, rosy-fingered dawn. After that, he claims it took all of half a second to fall head over heels in irrevocable, all-consuming love — something which Luke, who may be the most charmingly contrary man in all the Seven Kingdoms, never hesitates to call complete horseshit. In his version of events, the only thought the Mand'alor entertained after catching sight of him pour a measure of sweet Dornish wine into Jabba the Hutt's cup was nothing more than a passing fancy to get his dick wet. As it is with most great love stories, the truth of the matter probably lies somewhere in the middle. [A DinLuke GoT AU]

Chapters: 4/??; 22k words Rating: E

Unchained Melody

Luke Skywalker was, despite what his sister occasionally implied, a grown man. He knew what a crush felt like, unfortunate and inappropriate as it was. He was self aware enough to recognize his own feelings. It wasn't anything new What was new, however, was that, for the first time in twenty-nine standard years, he'd found himself in the mortifying position of having no sithing idea how object of his affections felt about him at all. And that, he’d eventually come to realize in the worst possible way, was something he was fundamentally unequipped to handle, let alone survive. Five years after the war, Luke Skywalker is perfectly well adjusted, thank you very much. Sure, he's plagued by the chronic aftereffects of his injuries from Death Star 2, he's being run ragged by a fifty year old toddler, and he might harbor some inappropriate feelings for his padawan's father — who now also happens to be his roommate. But he's fine. The whole coughing up flower petals thing is new and a little weird, but it certainly isn't anything super dangerous. ...Right? Written for the DinLuke Week 2026 Day Two Prompt: Tending to each other's wounds.