#Obi-Wan Kenobi x Quinlan Vos

[quinobiweek]

Two Weeks Until QuinObi Week 2023!

Get ready y'all! There are two weeks left until QuinObi Week, which will run from October 16th-20th.

What is QuinObi Week? 

Glad you asked! QuinObi week is a time to celebrate the relationship between Quinlan Vos and Obi-Wan Kenobi. The week is for any kind of relationship between these two: romantic and/or sexual, platonic best friends, friends with benefits, Queer Platonic, or anything in-between! There’s not enough content for these two, and I’d like to change that (because however you see them, they are not normal about each other).

I do have themes for the week, but they are totally optional, and you can participate by making one thing or many! Those things include fic, art, gifs, meta, graphics, or whatever you like!

Themes

Day 1: Padawan years 

Day 2: Knighthood/Raising Padawans

Day 3: Clone Wars

Day 4: Post Order 66

Day 5: AU 

If you're working on things for the week and want to share your progress, feel free to tag this blog or my main @kcrabb88, and I will share! I’ll be tracking the tag #QuinObi Week when the time comes as well, so please tag all your work with that when you post, as well as tagging the blog. Rules and FAQ can be found here.

(Art by the lovely stealingpotatoes, quotes in the graphic from Dark Disciple)

[kcrabb88]

Whispers From the Dead 

A sequel to Shoulder the Sky 

Summary: 15 years after Palpatine's defeat, the galaxy is at peace, and Obi-Wan Kenobi's life is full. He's a premier diplomat. A beloved teacher and sage of the Jedi order. A hero of the Republic. Uncle to the Skywalker twins. Best friend to Anakin and Padme. Partner to Quinlan. But as the anniversary celebration to mark the Republic's salvation approaches, something simmers in the shadows. Obi-Wan's mind darkens. Strange happenings pile up. Is it just ghosts of the past, or are the Sith rising again?

“Nothing’s burning,” Leia quips, taking Naberrie from Obi-Wan and unclipping her leash. “That’s a positive.”

“Hey, little miss.” Anakin, wearing an apron that says #1 Jedi Dad in crumbling glitter paint, turns from the stove and points a spatula at Leia. “I’m in here making your favorite pasta with homemade blue sauce.”

Leia grins. “And it smells delicious, Dad.”

“Then why the teasing, kiddo?”

“Because she’s your daughter, Anakin.” Obi-Wan takes the glass of wine on the counter that he knows Padme’s left out for him before heading over to the sofa. “My memories of you at Leia’s age are very, very clear.”

[astheforcewillsit]

thinking of the Jedi's self sufficiency , and specifically about how they sew their own clothes. And I have ideas floating in my head of Anakin using Padme's dress patterns to sew something for Sister, or during the war Obi-Wan making clothes for Cody when he's on shore leave.

Quinlan sewing fox toys for Fox.

Ahsoka's dresses making more sense as she gets older because she made them herself. And as ridiculous as it was, a tube top & skirt was the easiest combo a 14 year old could make.

(In a happier world, thinking about the Jedi teaching their clones how to sew after the war, because while the clones can sew it wasn't for aesthetic purposes. Just for survival. The Kaminoans never really taught them how.

And when the clones are eventually do make their own money, and are granted their rights, refusing gifts from the Jedi when they can and actually buying their work. Because it's good fucking work.)

Imagining hours where the Jedi will sit in silence and just sew and embroidery their work. Sew together, alone.

Sew blankets, sew clothes, sew dolls, sew every and anything. Embroidery when they're done.

Teach sewing as stress relief. Teach their troopers sewing as stress relief. Do it themselves.

And years after the Fall of the Jedi, their embroidery and clothing being put in museums, respected. years of handmade and handsewn art and clothing displayed for all to see.

"Jedi Cloak by Jedi Master Shaak-Ti" "Obi-Wan Kenobi's thimble" "Stuffed Animal for a youngling by Yoda" "Mace Windu's portable sewing kit" "Gift to a trooper by Plo Koon"

etc, things that make me sad

[tattycoram]

Rex: You're scared someone will ask Cody out before you? Obi-Wan: Yes Rex: 99.9% sure you don't have to worry about that Obi-Wan: Why? He's amazing Rex: He's also terrifying *later* Quinlan: So...got any plans later? Cody: Uh- Rex: Holy fuck the 0.1%

[chyarui]

A few of you guys were curious, so as promised, here’s a few of my takes on Kiffar marriage customs! Specifically the role of the qukuuf, hope you guys enjoy! (Once again, this was all inspired by fic Resilience on ao3, though the account is unfortunately orphaned)

Hope my handwriting doesn’t suck too much, and super open to hearing any ideas or questions you might have if I didn’t explain anything fully!

Also here’s a b/w version cause I’m a sucker for greyscale (and to make the qukuuf markings stand out more)

[deserthusbands]

obi-wan: ugh.

quinlan: did you do what i said? did you tell him?

obi-wan : i did.

quinlan: aaand what did he say?

obi-wan: “thank you.”

quinlan: you’re totally welcome. what’d he say?

obi-wan, more or less covering the entirety of his face: he said, “thank you.” i said “i love you” and cody said, “thank you.”

[maybe-murphy]

headbonk might be my new favorite thing to draw

[ninjigma]

QuinObi Week Part 3/5 - First / Previous / Next

Day 3: “Shut Up” Kiss Track: 'Saving Grace' - Kodaline (Spotify / YouTube)

Quinlan was rambling about something or other to do with saving Obi-Wan’s ass, but Obi-Wan knew it was more a deflection of his worry. It didn’t exactly stop him from spiralling though, and after a few minutes of half exhausted quips in between Quinlan’s panic, Obi-Wan decided he was too tired and too relieved and too happy at seeing Quinlan to let him go on any longer. And besides, he did owe Quin a thank you for saving his ass.

Enjoy!

@quinobiweek

[bon-sides-sw]

Younger Days before Uni

You need to read @babygirlbridger 's Jangobi fic (E) too to see how Obi got into that situation :3

[obes-kenobes-benos]

Mace: Master Vos, you'll be working with Master Kenobi and Commander Cody. Quinlan: Alright! My fantasy threesome! Everyone else: *blank stares* Quinlan: ...Of people on a team.

[sollis-occasum]

a night like this - anakin skywalker x fem!reader

summary: you kept saying that everything was over between the two of you but anakin kept coming back to you every time.

warnings: angst, no use of y/n, insecurity, jealousy, miscommunication, mention of blood and injury, quinlan vos beheads a bounty hunter (just one sentence and it's not in detail either), mention of a vomiting twi-lek, reader is working in a pub, no proofread

word count: 1.7k

a/n: i haven't decided yet but i may write a few more parts to this story. i hope you like it guys. please don't mind the english mistakes, i'm not a native speaker.

Being injured was not unusual for Anakin Skywalker, but he could never remember feeling so vulnerable before.

As he moved, his battle-weary body convulsed with a kind of pain he had never felt before, reopening wounds that had begun to close, filling his nostrils with the metallic scent of blood. If your delicate sighs had not mixed with his moans from his blood-soaked lips, the pain he was in would have caused him to lose all sense of time and space. But how could he have allowed this to happen as you gently ran your hands over his face, wiping away the sweat from his forehead? This was perhaps the last time you would welcome him into this house where you had created so many precious memories together, and Anakin wanted to engrave everything from that night deep in his mind. Every sound, every image, every detail...

You had tried to tell him hundreds, maybe thousands of times before that everything between you was over, that you belonged in two different worlds. Anakin Skywalker was a young Jedi fighting to ensure that the light side of the Force prevailed over the darkness in the galaxy. You were just an ordinary barmaid working in a seedy pub in a backstreet of Coruscant. Unlike Anakin, your life was not full of fearless warriors and nobles with endless wealth, but of hardened criminals, addicts, and bounty hunters. How could you trust him and open your heart to him when he had been trained to fight the people you considered your family for almost his entire life?

And your experiences were very different, too. Anakin had traveled to planets you had never even heard of before, and met people you could never even see on the HoloNet. Some nights when you couldn't sleep, you would ask him to talk, to tell you things, thinking that hearing his soft voice would help you drift off. He would tell you stories from his missions. Sometimes these stories took place on a mountain on Alderaan, sometimes in an underwater city on Naboo. Usually, the people who accompanied Anakin on these planets were just as interesting as the mission itself. Master Jedi, senators, stormtroopers, sometimes even Chancellor Palpatine himself...

These stories that you listened to with great excitement at first, started to create a thin ache in your heart that even you didn't want to accept. You knew that Anakin had no bad intentions, that he just wanted to share something with you, but no matter what you did you couldn't resist the jealousy that was trying to take over your soul. Knowing that there is another life somewhere outside of this swamp you were trapped in and that you could only hear about it from others was driving you crazy inside.

Sometimes Anakin would ask you questions about your life, but you would either ignore them or leave them unanswered. You had no intention of appearing mysterious or keeping secrets. You just didn't have stories that would interest someone like him who had seen the entire galaxy. What were you going to tell him? Do you know, Anakin, today a Jedi named Quinlan Vos came to our pub and cut off the head of a bounty hunter with his lightsaber. The man's head fell into the lap of one of the stripper Twi-leks and she started throwing up. I had to clean up the vomit along with the blood on the walls. What a beautiful day, isn't it?

No, no... You would rather remain silent for the rest of your life than endure Anakin's pitying gaze as he listened to these. At least that way you wouldn't have lost your self-respect.

You took a deep breath to clear your mind and turned your gaze to Anakin lying on your bed. He looked so innocent and defenseless with his wounded state that your heart ached for him. You wanted to protect him from all the evil in the universe by hiding him in your house, which was a temple of memories for you, but how could you do that when you didn't even have the strength to protect yourself? The only good thing you could do for him was to get out of his life before you could hurt him any further. You tucked a lock of hair that had fallen onto his forehead behind his ear and muttered in a voice you could barely hear, "You shouldn't have come here, Anakin." You tried to make your voice sound firm and determined, but you couldn't stop it from shaking.

The young Jedi tried to sit up in bed, but couldn’t. He winced in pain and slowly lowered himself onto the headboard. He pressed his mechanical hand to the wound on his abdomen, as if the coldness of the metal would ease the pain. You placed your hand over his and began to gently stroke the metal surface with your thumb. Even though he couldn’t feel your touch, the gesture always soothed him. When you realized that having a cybernetic hand embarrassed him, you started doing it to show him that you loved everything about him, and over time it had become a habit. To Anakin, this robotic hand might have been a symbol of his weakness but to you, it was just a part of the man you loved.

“I’m sorry. I didn’t mean to be a burden to you.”

“Don’t be ridiculous, Ani, you’re not a burden to me. You couldn’t be even if you wanted to.” You slowly removed his hand from his wound, as if you were afraid of hurting him, and kissed it. “What I was trying to say was that the Jedi at the temple could take better care of you. You know, with spells and all that.”

"Jedi don't do magic, they use the Force." He smiled for the first time since he had come to you. You shrugged, smiling. "They're all the same to me. I'm not sensitive to any of them anyway."

Your smiles and chuckles were not enough to break the serious air in the room. You had to stop for a few seconds and gather your courage to continue speaking. Your eyebrows were slightly furrowed in the meantime, and your lips were drawn into a thin line. A sadder expression than Anakin had ever seen appeared in his eyes, reflected by the moonlight. The wrinkles on your forehead made you look like you had aged a few years in a few seconds.

"But we can't keep doing this, Anakin. You know that too. You can't come to me every time. We've talked about this many times before."

Anakin tried to get closer to you, but the burns and wounds were hurting him so much that he couldn't. He leaned back once more, taking deep, raspy breaths, and unconsciously began to squeeze the old sheet. Despite the pained expression on his face, he neither blinked nor took his gaze away from yours. You knew that by looking directly into you eyes, he was trying to see something deep inside your soul. Maybe a trace of the affection you had only ever felt for him, or maybe a glimmer of hope that you would never give up on him... But he could see nothing but determination on your face, blurred by his misty eyes.

“Don’t do this to us,” he said in a pleading voice. The tears he had been trying to hold back had finally started to flow down his cheeks. With a quick movement, he pulled his mechanical hand from yours and wiped his face, hoping that you hadn’t seen them. He hated the power you had over him.

“Don’t give up on us like this.”

When you saw Anakin’s wet eyelashes, you felt an overwhelming desire in your heart to pull him close to you, to lay him on your chest, to caress the soft hair he had grown for your sake while he cried and tell him that everything would be okay, but you couldn’t do it. You knew that the moment you showed weakness, your ex-lover would draw strength from your hesitation and try to fight against your inevitable end. You did the only thing you could do and shook your head, hiding behind your cold expression. "I have no choice, Ani."

"I love you, does that mean nothing to you?" The sadness in his eyes was giving way to anger, but his voice was so weak that he could not convey his rebellion to you.

"Of course that means something." you said in a calm tone, almost mocking his anger. "I love you too, but I will not allow you to waste your life on a relationship that has no future. If you are so determined to go against the Jedi Code, you should at least do it for someone worthy. Senator Amidala, for example. She is a beautiful and noble woman, and it is clear that she has feelings for you. She can use her power and position to help you. I will only be a hindrance."

"Nonsense," Anakin snapped. "Padme is nothing more than a trusted friend to me. You are the only person I need to continue. I can fight the whole galaxy as long as you're by my side."

You sighed slightly and got out of bed. “We won’t have this conversation again, Anakin. My decision is final and there is nothing you can do to make me change my mind.”

You knew you were doing the right thing for both of you, but why did it hurt so much? Why did the right choice always require such sacrifices?

You bid Anakin a last farewell with an innocent kiss on the lips and started walking towards the old wooden door of the room. You could feel the salty taste of your lovers tears on your lips.

“Stay the night here and get some good rest. But I don’t want to see you here when I get home from work tomorrow.”

Those were the last words you said to Anakin before you left the room and his life forever. “This can’t be the end of us,” he muttered as he looked at your shrinking figure. He started to tangle his fingers in his hair that you had been gently stroking a few minutes ago and started to squeeze it. He shook his head violently from side to side as if denying the cruel words echoing in his mind.

"I swear I will find a way to fix everything and bring you back to me."

[quinobiweek]

QuinObi Week 2023!

Excited for QuinObi Week? So are these two guys! We're just over a month away from the week, which will run from October 16-21st. If you've got things you're working on, snippets, art WIPS, or anything at all that's in-progress and you're in a sharing mood, feel free to tag this blog!

You can check out the FAQ for the week here!

[kcrabb88]

I Never Did Like Hanging Out With You: An Obi-Wan Kenobi x Quinlan Vos playlist.

Listen Here!

I’m a goof who made ~arcs~ for my playlist, so I will list them here!

Early friendship + crush stage

With a Little Help From My Friends / Across the Universe

Shut Up and Dance / Walk the Moon

Kick Drum Heart/ The Avett Brothers

Close Friends With Benefits stage

Sleeping With a Friend / Neon Trees

Drinking Song for the Socially Anxious / The Amazing Devil

Never Look Away / Vienna Teng

Life Gets in the Way stage (missions and Padawans, oh my!)

Laughter Lines / Bastille

Right in Time / Lucinda Williams

The Events of Dark Disciple

A Case Of You / James Blake

The Way I Tend to Be / Frank Turner

Crash and Burn / Savage Garden

Getting Together stage (in my own--or any other--happier timeline)

Not Yet/Love Run / The Amazing Devil

I Want to Hold Your Hand / Chester See

Change of Time / Josh Ritter

Run / Josh Groban

Middle-Aged Men in Love stage

The Magic Position / Patrick Wolf

Come on Get Higher / Matt Nathanson

Sunlight / Hozier

Fair / The Amazing Devil

Stolen / Dashboard Confessional

House / Patrick Wolf

(Thanks to @librarianladyx for helping add to this!)

[weirdnotal]

Somewhere in the multiverse, Ben Solo, Rey, Fin, Poe, and Grogu have tons of great uncles and an amazing great aunt

Luke thinks he's gonna freak, but Dins just like: obviously this what every family unit should look like duh

No, Hans does not know how to feel about all the Boba fett lookalikes. He doesn't wanna talk about it.

[obiscribbles]

Week 49 - March 3rd, 2024 'Icee Pop' - Nic D Spotify / YouTube

So...... it was supposed to be just Obi-Wan with a popsicle but then I started working on some other pieces and this just... morphed XD but I regret nothing.

Especially as I have actually been inspired to write a little piece for this hehehe.

Enjoy~

[chyarui]

I’ve been starving for quinobi content lately, so I made my own 🧡💛💙 (still a wip)