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He's Coming For You, I Promise

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Angstember Prompt -  "You have to wake up. Please wake up, for me."

It wasn’t that your Master didn’t trust you to go out alone, you knew he didn’t doubt your abilities but he did prefer having you close by, preferred to have you within arms length so that if a situation happened to turn bad he could keep an eye on you. You didn’t hate his protectiveness but you did wish that during one of the few times he had let you go off without him after much arguing on your behalf, wanting to prove you could do something without his help, that it didn’t go terribly wrong.

Thankfully he hadn’t sent you in completely alone but still the one man he had sent with you was fairing just as well against the droid army, who were definitely not supposed to be there, as you were. Cody and you were back to back with one another, him blasting as many droids as he could whilst you used both your lightsaber and the Force to do the same.

The mission was supposed to be fairly easy, the Jedi Council had enough intel about this base to know that it had been abandoned fairly quickly and that there could be information that was useful to them left behind. You had it on good authority that there may be a few droids who were left but the army had been taken.

It should have been a straight forward mission, you and Cody walk into the base, search it for anything that could help the Jedi and leave. Maybe take down one or two droids whilst you were there but nothing overly taxing.

Instead you and Cody had landed and it had been quiet, no defences, no droids, nothing but the abandoned base you were promised. It wasn’t until you got to the door that the droid army flooded out, surrounding you on all sides before you could even register what had happened. From there it all seemed to be a blur until you saw Cody go flying to the floor and you were blocking hits from every direction.

It was useless to fight back, impossible to gain the upper hand against so many droids. You tried to use your comms link to alert your Master, to alert anyone who might be listening, but at some point during the fight the comms link that rested on your wrist had been hit and only silence came from it.

Sweat ran from your forehead and your breathing was coming out in pants as you continued swinging your lightsaber in one hand and the other was directing droids into each other, tossing them as far back into each other using the Force as possible in a desperate attempt to gain the upper hand.

You fought back as hard as you could, mind screaming in hope that Obi-Wan would sense your distress through the Force wherever he might be. Just like the comms link you only heard silence. 

One of the droids managed to catch you off guard, somehow landing a hit that had your lightsaber flying out of your hand and your hand itself was left in burning pain. Before you even had time to react, to use the Force to guide your lightsaber back to you, shocks ran throughout your entire body as you twitched and screamed before everything turned dark.

“And once Master Windu and his men have completed the ground assault we’ll come in from here and here,” Anakin instructed, his gaze on the holo map as he pointed to different points of entry. 

The words were lost to Obi-Wan, he had been listening to his former Padawan until he felt something that had him tensing, hand moving towards the lightsaber on his hip as he tried to figure out exactly what was wrong.

“Master?” Anakin asked, finally looking away from the map and over to Obi-Wan, taking in his far away look and tense form. “Master!”

“Something’s wrong.” Obi-Wan murmured, a frown on his face as he felt fear through the bond you shared and his heart almost stopped as he felt the bond go silent. “Have we had word from Y/N or Cody?”

“No Sir, they haven’t checked in yet.” Rex told him and Obi-Wan felt panic building inside him. 

“Anakin, you’ll have to lead this mission without me and send my apologies to Master Windu.” Obi-Wan told him, already ordering for a cruiser to be ready for him as he turned to leave.

“Wait, Master!” Anakin called, following Obi-Wan and stopping him with a hand to his arm, “What’s happening?”

“Something has happened to Y/N, maybe Cody too. I have to go.” Obi-Wan told him shortly, tugging his arm away from Anakin and making his way to the hangar bay, glancing towards Anakin as he continued to follow him.

“You’re sure they’re in danger? Maybe they’re just-” Anakin began, knowing full well how quickly missions could turn and make it impossible to check in.

“They’re in danger, she’s, Y/N’s in danger, Anakin, and I sent her there.” Obi-Wan told him, desperately trying to keep his emotions at bay, to stop the onslaught of images that invaded his mind of all the things that could be happening to you. “I sent her there.”

“Master,” Anakin said, struggling for words. He couldn’t remember the last time he’d saw Obi-Wan like this, “She’ll be fine-”

“You can’t guarantee that Anakin.” Obi-Wan protested, cutting Anakin off again.

“Yes I can because you trained her and even if something has happened she’ll still be fine because you’re going to make sure she is. She knows you’re coming, Obi-Wan.” Anakin told him, the two of them coming to a stop outside of the cruiser and Obi-Wan turned towards his old Padawan, worry clear in his eyes but his shoulders did drop a little as the tension left them at his words. “Bring them home safe, Master.”

As you came back to yourself you groaned as shocks pulsed throughout your entire body. You tried to open your eyes but found they were too heavy, your entire body felt heavy, your body being forced to stay upright making you feel every bit of pain from the shocks.

“Sir?” You heard somebody call and it took a few moments to register that the voice belonged to Cody.  You tried to answer him but all that left your lips was another pained groan as your body jolted weakly as it was shocked once more. “Can you hear me?”

It seemed like an eternity passed before you managed to pull your eyes open, blinking them shut harshly despite the fact the room wasn’t that well lit. After a few more seconds though you managed to open them properly and looked over to where Cody was being held next to you, his own body pulsing with the shocks.

“Where are we?” You managed to ask weakly, crying out softly as more shocks hit you.

“I’m not sure,” Cody told you, pausing to let out a pained grunt before continuing, “nobody has been in since I woke up. I can’t send word to the General either.” He told you, nodding down to the broken comms unit on his wrist.

“Obi-Wan,” You began but cut yourself off as the shocks seemed to get worse all of a sudden, one after the other in rapid motion, the intensity of them increasing with each one and you couldn’t stop the tears that poured down your face. “Obi-Wan please,” You started to say but the pain became too much and you slipped off again.

Obi-Wan could hardly remember the trip to the planet you were on, what he did know is that it was much too far away. It was just over two days after he had set off that he was landing on the planet's sandy ground, cursing himself for sending you so far away, anything could have happened to you in the two days' travel.

Since he couldn’t land outside the base he had landed a few klicks away, thankfully it wasn’t too far a distance and before long he could see the base as well as the damage you and Cody must have caused before something happened to you.

The number of droids was alarming to say the least, dozens of them lay defeated at his feet and these were just the ones two people were able to take down, Obi-Wan shuddered to think just how many there had been. Clearly their intel had been very wrong, to go from an abandoned base to one protected by a droid army.

As he walked further down towards the entrance he paused as something glistened under the suns and felt his heart sink as he saw your lightsaber laying there, knowing you wouldn’t lose it unless something had happened to you.

Obi-Wan shook his head as he picked it up before he forced himself to move, no time to think about what it meant now, the only important thing was getting you out alive.

“You have to stay awake, Y/N.” Cody said from somewhere at your side but your eyes remained shut.

You had no idea how long you’d been here, in the time you had been there though multiple creatures had entered the room, all of them demanding information about things you didn’t even know about. You were only a Padawan and told them as much, it wasn’t like you were a member of the Council, you had no idea of the information they knew.

Still the creatures refused to believe you and each of them had different tactics to make you talk, all of them ending with you sobbing, bleeding, screaming and pleading for Obi-Wan. Your body was exhausted and battered, your throat was painfully sore from the screaming and you struggled to stay awake. When they weren’t torturing you they had you held up in a containment field and continued to shock you every few seconds, your body never getting a single moment of relief.

“Open your eyes, Sir.” Cody demanded hoarsely, he wasn’t in as bad a state as you were, having only been bound and shocked repeatedly. You knew he would have traded places with you in a heartbeat but the creatures only wanted you, they figured a Padawan of a Jedi Council member must hold all the knowledge Obi-Wan had.

“Obi-Wan,” You managed to choke out, tears silently running down your face as each breath pained you. “Obi-”

“He’s coming for you,” Cody promised and you tried to open your eyes, tried to look over at him but it was so hard to move your body. “He’s coming for you, Y/N, I promise but you have to stay awake, you hear me?”

You wanted to tell him that yes, you heard him but your body refused to cooperate, refused to do as you wanted it to. Instead you felt yourself drifting off again, Cody’s voice eventually fading into nothing as you lost consciousness. 

The base was a large, almost factory-like building with many doors and although Obi-Wan managed to enter the base without much difficulty, taking out a droid or two, he was having a much more difficult time locating you now that he couldn’t feel you through the Force though he refused to think about that too much, refused to let himself think about what it could mean.

“Oh no, a Jedi.” One of the droids said once Obi-Wan had made his way deep enough into the building to find a section that had much more activity.

“Where is the girl?” He asked, lightsaber raised at the ready.

When he received nothing but threats he was quick to take down the droids until one remained and he watched as it dropped its gun to point down a long corridor. With a nod he made quick work of that droid too so it didn’t alert whoever was holding you of his presence. 

He made his way down the corridor, lightsaber in front of him lighting his path down. He listened as he passed each door and began to lose hope in this direction, figuring the droid had been lying when he saw two more stood in front of a door a few more steps away from him.

Obi-Wan didn’t hesitate to move forward, quickly dismantling the two droids before letting out an annoyed huff when he tried the door only to realise it could only be accessed with a facial scan. It didn’t take him more than a second to jam the lightsaber through the door, cutting a circle big enough for him to get through and using the Force to quickly move the piece.

“General?” He heard a hoarse voice from inside as he climbed through to see Cody. “General, she needs you.”

At those words his attention turned to where Cody nodded, his heart stopping as he saw you being held up, your body was slumped in on itself. From where he stood at the door he could see bruises and blood and he could only watch in horror as your body weakly jolted as shocks assaulted you.

Quickly he snapped himself out of his frozen state and ran over to you, easily freeing you from the binds holding you in place and catching you as you fell. It didn’t take him much effort to pick you up, carrying you in his arms as he made his way to Cody, freeing him from his binds too and handing him a blaster.

“It’s good to see you, Sir.” Cody said, relief clear in his voice and Obi-Wan nodded as he tightened his grip on you though still being careful of the many wounds. “She knew you’d come.” 

Those words sent a warm feeling through him and he had to force it down until he knew you were going to be ok. 

“It’s good to see you too, now let’s get out of here.” Obi-Wan said and thankfully whoever was holding you still didn’t seem to know Obi-Wan had broken in and rescued the two of you. There was no struggle getting out of the building, Cody dealing with a few droids here and there but nothing like when you had first arrived.

It was as you all boarded the ship the droid army flooded out of the building and Obi-Wan was quick to start the engine and put some much needed distance between you and them, narrowly avoiding the shots being fired at them.

“What in the stars happened out here?” Obi-Wan asked Cody, glancing back to where he had placed you in one of the seats, his robe wrapped around you as you remained unconscious. 

“There were so many of them, Sir, no matter how hard we fought back, more of them kept coming. They got me first, I-I should have protected her but-”

“Cody, this isn’t your fault.” Obi-Wan assured but the trooper just sighed before continuing.

“I woke first and we were being held in that room. Nobody came in whilst I was awake but once Y/N woke these creatures came and started,” Cody cut himself off as fury ran through his veins, hating how useless he had been, not able to free himself to help you, “Sir, they tortured her, they wanted information about a holocron? Something about all future Jedi? I don’t know, Sir, but they seemed to think Y/N had the information they wanted. She’s been in and out of consciousness for a while but passed out not long before you got there.” 

The rest of the trip was fairly silent. It was a two day journey back and in that time you hadn’t woken up once. Obi-Wan had to force himself not to panic, to focus on getting you back home and straight to the medical facility. 

Cody had taken over flying the ship after a day's rest with the instruction that Obi-Wan should be with you and Obi-Wan was hardly going to protest to that. As he sat beside you, holding your hand gently in his as his thumb brushed the bruised skin he couldn’t stop the tears that came to his eyes. 

“You have to wake up.” He whispered to you as he lifted your hand to his lips, pressing a soft gentle kiss to the back of it as he let the tears fall down his cheeks. “Please wake up, for me.”

His desperate plea received no response and he could do little more than sit by your side and cry until he was forced to collect himself as Cody landed the ship and he lifted you into his arms again. 

Anakin was already waiting in the hangar bay along with Rex, a medical droid beside them and transport waiting to take you to the medical facility. He shot Anakin a thankful look, his former Padawan nodding back with a sympathetic smile before his gaze strayed down to you in Obi-Wan’s arms. 

Obi-Wan lay you down as gently as possible, his robes still covering your body and most of the visible bruises, though the two who had gathered to greet you winced at the cuts and bruises on your face, Obi-Wan having cleaned the blood as best he could on the journey back.

“I have to check in with the Council,” Obi-Wan announced after the medical droid promised to take you over to the medical facility, “Cody make sure you’re treated too.”

“Obi-Wan,” Anakin protested as the medical droid and Cody left with you, “the Council can wait, she needs you now.”

“I’m not sure what help I can be to her now, Anakin. At least by speaking to the Council we can arrange further investigation into exactly what happened out there.” Obi-Wan told him but truthfully all he wanted to do was follow you, hating to be separated from you when he’d only just gotten you back.

“Well fill me in and I’ll inform the council of what happened out there.” And in that moment Obi-Wan had never been more thankful for the man in front of him, a grateful smile spreading across his face as he reached up to squeeze Anakin’s shoulder.

“Thank you Anakin.” He said, trying to get across just how much he meant those words and the smile Anakin gave him in return showed his meaning was clear and so with that he told Anakin what Cody had told him before parting ways and making his way over to you.

By the time he arrived at the medical facility you were still being patched up by the medical droids, bacta salve covering most of your body as they worked on stitching cuts Obi-Wan hadn’t even seen. He stood back and let them work though he desperately wanted to be next to you. He noticed Cody in the bed next to yours, armour completely removed as he rested, the exhaustion finally taking over knowing that the two of you were home and safe. 

The medical droids seemed to work on you for hours but eventually they pulled away from you, running one last check to make sure you were ok before they left, one of them making their way over to Obi-Wan.

“Is she going to be ok?” He asked, trying to keep his voice from shaking.

“She has suffered severe electro shocks, we cannot confirm how much harm this has done until she is awake. She may be fine, sore but fine, or she may lose feeling in certain areas. The burns will heal with repeated treatments. Her breathing is stable after the shocks caused some difficulty. Her wounds are treatable, repeated treatments will see them clearing up though some may scar. She will be fine.” The medical droid told him and Obi-Wan almost sobbed in relief at hearing last those four words.

“Thank you,” He said tearfully, “When will she wake?”

“I cannot say. After the abuse her body has withstood it has forced itself to shut off, both to stop feeling the pain and because of the exhaustion she felt. It could be a matter of hours or days but she will wake.” The droid said and Obi-Wan drew a shaky breath, nodding his thanks before making his way over to the chair that had been left at the side of your bed.

“I’m sorry, Y/N,” Obi-Wan whispered, the words mumbled against the back of your hand that he had taken in his and brought up to his lips to press a gentle kiss to, “I should never have sent you out there, I should have been with you.”

Eventually Obi-Wan’s tears stopped falling and it wasn’t long until he fell asleep with his head resting on the bed, hand still entwined with yours.

Days passed with no movement from you, Obi-Wan only had the constant beep of the heart monitor telling him you were ok as he sat by your side day in and day out. There was a war going on outside the room, one that he should be involved in, giving orders to men who counted on him and yet he found that he didn’t care. Anything that took him away from your side wasn’t worth it.

Thankfully Anakin hadn’t hesitated to fill Obi-Wan’s space, telling his Master that he would make sure everything was going to plan and his only job was making sure you made a full recovery. Obi-Wan hadn’t thought he could feel more grateful towards Anakin than he had the day he’d arrived back at base with you but his former Padawan continued to prove him wrong.

Even though you had yet to wake your injuries were healing themselves, the burns had eased, the bruises had faded and most of your stitches had been removed. The only thing left was for your body to overcome the exhaustion so that you could wake up. 

“How is she doing?” Anakin asked as he entered the medical facility, Rex, Ashoka and Cody, who had been released some days ago after receiving the all clear, all in tow.

“Still sleeping.” Obi-Wan sighed, his thumb brushing against the back of your hand. 

“She’ll wake soon, Master.” Anakin assured as he sat on your other side, reaching up to brush a piece of hair back from your face. 

Obi-Wan didn’t doubt Anakin’s words, he knew you were strong, knew that you’d push through but the waiting was agonising, all he wanted was for you to open your eyes, to see that you were ok.

You come back to wakefulness and the first thing you noticed was that you couldn’t feel any pain, a few aches here and there but nothing compared to the pain you had felt the last time you were awake and blessedly you couldn’t feel any more shocks. 

You tried to pry your eyes open but found they wouldn’t cooperate which sent a spike of anxiety through you, you wanted to open them, wanted to see where you were and if you were safe, you wanted to know that Cody was ok.

A soft, quiet voice stopped you from attempting to open your eyes and you felt an overpowering sense of relief and happiness once you were able to identify just who the voice belonged to. 

“I really do wish you’d wake up, Y/N.” He whispered, he wasn’t alone in his worry for you anymore. Your friends' worry grew with each passing day and the medical droids had been stumped after two weeks passed with no movement from you. “We all miss you. I miss you, Y/N, I miss you terribly despite being by your side everyday. I miss your laugh, I miss seeing your eyes, miss seeing them light up. I shouldn’t care so much for you, I know the Jedi would condemn me for having such an attachment to you but I find it impossible to stop myself when it comes to you. I wish I were brave enough to tell you but- that doesn’t matter, all that matters is that you get better. I should never have sent you to that base, I should have been by your side the way it has been since our first day together. I just- I really wish you’d wake up.”

You couldn’t move if you wanted to but in that moment you were glad you were frozen, not wanting a single twitch of your finger to cut Obi-Wan’s words off, not when they were the very ones you’d longed to hear. 

You felt the gentle kiss pressed to the back of your hand, felt his thumb brushing against the same place but no more words left his lips. You didn’t mind, more content to feel his touch as it soothed your panic away over your frozen state. 

Even if you couldn’t move yet, even if you couldn’t force your eyes to open, it didn’t matter. You knew you were safe, Obi-Wan had saved you and he was sitting by your side. Whenever Obi-Wan was around you knew you were safe, knew that no harm would come to you and that helped you drift off into an actual sleep for the first time in weeks. 

The second time you woke you were worried you were still in that base, bound and waiting for any chance of rescue but then you felt the hand in yours and knew you were safe, knew Obi-Wan’s words and soft touches hadn’t been a dream but instead it was reality and you found this time around you could blink awake. 

Your eyes were heavy and it took a few attempts to pry them open but eventually you managed, scrunching them shut against the bright lights in whatever room you were in, probably the medical facility if Obi-Wan had his way and you weren’t conscious to fight him over it. 

You couldn’t stop the soft smile that spread across your face as you saw Obi-Wan, his hand was still holding yours but he was slumped over in the uncomfortable chairs the medical facility had, his head resting on the mattress next to your hip. You could see his face clearly and the dark circles under his eyes, had he stayed with you this whole time? That’s what he had said, right, ‘I miss you terribly despite being by your side everyday’.

Your smile grew wider until it was taken away as pain spread through your body as you tried to shift, Obi-Wan immediately sitting up, worry clear in his bleary eyes. 

You saw the exact moment his sleep-addled mind recognised you were awake, watching as his eyes widened and he seemed to freeze, only able to stare at you in shock. The shock quickly faded into relief, his shoulders relaxing at seeing your eyes open for the first time in however long it had been. 

“Y/N,” he said, the word so soft, barely a whisper like he was afraid he was dreaming this moment, like the second he spoke the scene would shift back to your unconscious body. 

You couldn’t stop the tears that filled your eyes at hearing his voice. Even though you had seen him, seen the medical facility and knew Obi-Wan had saved you there was still some part of you that needed something more, needed to hear Obi-Wan again to know you were truly ok. 

“It’s alright, Y/N,” Obi-Wan told you, keeping his voice soft as he watched tears flow uncontrollably down your cheeks. Sobs of relief, of fear, of overwhelment leaving you and he was quick to move from the chair to join you on the bed, enough room on it for him to lay down next to you and pull you into his chest. “You’re ok, I have you now.”

You clung to Obi-Wan’s robe, letting him surround you completely both in the Force and in person, his comforting, soothing presence letting you know just how safe you were. Obi-Wan’s whispered words of comfort, of praise, washed over you and you could do little else but lean into the man, letting him hold you, fingers running up and down your arm as he somehow pulled you even closer.

You couldn’t say just how long you lay there for just letting Obi-Wan hold you but eventually your tears turned into little sniffs. You made no move to pull away from him, attempting to burrow yourself deeper into his chest and smiling when you felt the man chuckle.  

“You’re safe.” Obi-Wan promised you, mumbling the words into your hair before placing a soft kiss there. “I have you, you’re alright.”

“Obi-Wan,” you whispered into his chest, gripping the fabric of his robe even tighter in your fist, “Obi-Wan.”

“I’m here, dear one, I have you now.” Obi-Wan assured you.

“Thank you,” you said, repeated the words a few times before Obi-Wan shushed you, silencing you gently and bringing one hand up to cup the back of your head, playing with your hair causing you to relax further into him, eyes falling closed knowing you could drift off again safe in the man’s arms, knowing no harm could come to you so long as were here.

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House Of Memories (38/?)

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Padawan!reader

Warnings: angst, yelling, arguing and being kinda mean, oh also blaster wounds and more jealous!obi

Summary: The bombing on the temple is to be investigated, but first, you are to be reprimanded by the council yet again.

A/n: HEHEHE welcome to the show my dudes this episode is pain

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"I can't believe this," you stormed into the apartment, your Master trailing behind you ever so quietly unsure if he should even try and calm you in your fit of rage. "They can't do this to me, they have no right."

"I understand how you feel," he tried to take your side, to defend you even, but that was the whole point in this matter. You didn't want him to.

"No, you don't," you picked up a pillow and pounded your fist into it like a child, needing some odd way to express your anger without taking it out on the one person who would justify your case. "As long as I can remember, you've been the council's perfect poster boy. Every little thing you did was seen as an act of bravery, something to be praised over."

You dropped the pillow to the ground, kicking it into the wall before pulling it back to you and repeating the cycle of violence. The poor pillow, once fluffy and comfortable, would be flattened to a pulp by the end of this.

"Everything I do is seen as some sort of sabotage to the order. I've devoted my entire life to serving the republic, to serving alongside the Jedi. I can't help but feel like if I left, they would celebrate," you knew that was a bit of a stretch, after all, who would they leave the dirty grimy work to if you were gone. "I try to listen in on one conversation, and they ban me from the investigation?"

"Spying on private council affairs is grounds for expulsion, I can't-"

"You think I was spying? Obi-Wan, there were twenty other people sitting side by side with me, hoping to get information about what happened to their home, to our home. There was a bombing on the place that we live, and train, and learn. We were left in the dark while the council deliberated for hours, and we wanted to know what to do, what was going to happen."

"I know that, and I don't blame you for trying," he knew you were in a rather fragile mood, and being the wise all-knowing Jedi that he was, he kept talking. "I did try to defend you from the council."

"That's another thing! I don't need you protecting me all the time. It makes me look like I can't handle myself. It makes me looks weak without you, and I hate it," you gave one final shove of the pillow to wear it fell back onto the couch, completely worm out, and rendered practically useless. "I don't need it, Obi-Wan... I don't always need you."

His heart was more delicate than he'd like to admit. You were his everything, the light in his life, the reason he got up every morning instead of just lying-in bed and wondering why he worked so tirelessly for an order he earned nothing from but rank, in which came more work... blood, sweat, and tears. His heart was breaking to hear you say you didn't need him. It was true, you didn't. You could want him and love him for all time, but you didn't need him, not like he needed you. He relied on the joy you brought him daily, even in the softest, most insignificant moments, you could bring a smile to his face. You didn't need him.

He fell into a sit on the couch and ducked his head down to hide the fact that tears were coming to his eyes. He wasn't an overly sensitive person, but he'd entrusted you with his heart, and without thinking, you ripped it out and threw it on the ground. It was an accident; words were flying everywhere, and he knew you would probably feel bad about it later... but that didn't make the words any less true.

"I just want to protect you," he let out, and you heard it in his voice, the way you'd made him feel. He had been nothing but good to you for the entirely of your life, never once being cruel or even harsh in the way he addressed you. He'd never done anything but show you that you were important, despite what the council said, and despite the reputation they gave you. He always made you feel as though you had a place, that you truly mattered... but now you've gone and said something to hurt him deeply.

"I'm sorry," you slowly approached him, hoping that perhaps he'd even accept your apology. He loves you; he won't hold this as a grudge, but it will stay in his mind as a sorrowful reminder. You stopped when you were right in front of him, letting the top of his head rest against your stomach. You laced a hand through his hair and heaved a sigh. "I know you mean well, you always have. You've always been good to me."

He didn't lift his head, still trying to conceal the fact that he was on the verge of crying, but he repeated the phrase again, willing that you hear it and understand it fully.

"I just want to protect you."

"I know," you replied, hearing the crack in his voice hurt you, because it told you that you'd hurt him first. "I love you, Obi."

"But you don't need me..." he shook his head against your abdomen, ready to get up and leave so that you both could have time to reflect. He was hurting and didn't want to say anything that would turn the tables around. He wouldn't do that anyway, he had far too much control in himself to ever say something to you that would hurt you so deeply. This had been your first real argument since your secret relationship - whatever you want to call it- started.

"I do need you," you crouched down on your knees before him, lifting his face to see the wetness in his eyes that he'd tried so hard to blink away to no avail of success. "I also need to start fighting my own battles."

He understood now, although still thinking about the cold facts, even if you told him, you needed him by your side every day, the fact would remain that you would be fine without him. If he'd never been your master, you'd still be just as strong, just as wise, just as beautiful.... He wanted you to understand why he always fought so valiantly for you, because you were worth fighting for.

"I promise you I'll try to let you, but I can't stand to see them be so cruel to you."

You leaned in, kissing his forehead like he always did for you, and rested your own there afterward.

"I've gotten used to it. I don't strive to make them proud anymore, only you," you felt yourself being pulled from the ground, being tugged gently into a warm embrace. You sat atop his lap, arms wrapped around his neck, head tucked into his shoulder, and breathed him in. This man, you decided, will be the death of me. It was true, and you knew it to be. And I will let him.

He held you there as long as you could stay, but the fact of the matter was, it wouldn't be long. You'd been placed on assignment again with the Padawan boy Mak Lotor, and though Obi-Wan hated the time spent with him, he knew that it was all worth it, at the end of every day or every week, coming home and finding you asleep in his bed, waiting for him to hold you close the whole night through. He knew it was worth it, to know you'd awake the next morning beside him, and kiss him sleepily and give him the motivation to go on about his day.

"I have to go soon, I'm leaving for Alderaan before sundown."

He knew you had to, and he himself also had a new mission to attend to, but he couldn't bring himself to let go. It took all the self-control he had to pull his arms back to his sides, and to let you move off of him to stand again.

He knew it was time to let the order be the main priority, to let the mission be number one, but he wouldn't put anything on pause without showing you a bit of affection that he'd become so accustomed to. He grabbed your hand and stood up beside you, taking your face in his other palm and kissing you gently. It was over in a second, but it would sustain him, at least until he saw you again.

-

You'd been sitting in the hull of the transport for about two hours before Mak showed up, descending from the cockpit with a yawn. It made you feel better to know you weren't the only one who was tired. It's been a long day, and a rather stressful one, you'd add.

"Glad to see you're still awake," he commented, dropping down into the seat next to you with a huff of exhaustion.

"Well, I've had a lot to think about."

You didn't elaborate, but he somehow knew exactly what you meant. It wasn't hard to figure when practically half the temple had been there when you were reprimanded inside the council room. He found it horribly unfair how they treated you, especially with all the special treatment they gave so many others.

"I'm sorry about the investigation," he commented, tilting his head to the side to look at you easier. He was far too tall to sit next to. "It wasn't right of them to ban you."

"Don't worry about it, the council and I have an estranged history, this is just one more crack in the glass."

He furrowed his eyebrows at your response. You acted now as if it didn't bother you, as if you were used to it, but the analogy you had used was a dead giveaway that it wasn't just mud under the bridge.

"With too many cracks, glass can shatter."

How profound of him, how wise, and yet, how presumptuous. You weren't worried about breaking, you weren't worried at all, just sick of the treatment, feeling it to be harsh and with much unneeded Judgment. You dropped your head to face your hands, resting in your lap peacefully, unlike this morning. You raised a brow at his words, thinking perhaps he was far more insightful than he realized.

"I don't want to bring it back up, or make you uncomfortable," he paused, and already you could tell this was not going to be an easy conversation. You heard the words before he'd even spoken them, "What happened in there?"

Well, what didn't happen in there... you recalled the events from the earlier hours, remembering what it was like to walk into the room, to be treated like a criminal on trial, and to have the doors closed again behind you, very abruptly. You stood in the middle of the room; hands held behind your back as your feet were placed shoulder with the part. Standing at attention was always expected of you when facing the council.

You didn't dare look around the room, at anyone or anything, in fears of being scrutinized to death. You could feel Obi-Wan's signature brushing against yours, to try and place a guard around you, although not physical. He knew you were only acting on behalf of everyone outside when you tried to enter the room with your mind. He knew that the Jedi among you must have been anxious to know what happened, and what they knew. He didn't blame you, nor did he blame anyone else... but the other council members; they were not as easily forgiving, nor did they take even this slight intrusion lightly.

"You know why you're here," Mace began, sitting back down in his chair and drawing your attention. You were terrified, and Obi-Wan saw in Master Windu's facial expression that he nearly found enjoyment in your fear of him. He knew that Mace liked to be revered, but that seemed far more than reverence to him.

"I apologize for my insolence; I understand that what I was doing is wrong," you didn't waste any time in admitting it, you knew that if you denied it the punishment would be far greater.

"Your apology does not excuse the actions you have committed. The punishment for taking information from a private council affair without permission is expulsion," Master Mundi said, and your eyes widened in fear. You were going to be expelled? This was outrageous.

"Hold on just a moment, I sense she had well enough reasoning. She knows better than to go against the law of the Jedi order, there must have been something that caused her actions," Obi-Wan intervened, unwilling to let them dispose of you after everything you've done for them. He was on the council, he sat and made decisions that he thought were justified on the daily, and most often times it was all agreed upon, except when it came to you.

"Hear her side of the story, we must," Master Yoda always played both sides, not because it benefitted him, but because it benefitted the order. Jedi being pitted against one another was not the way of the lawful force. Peace and harmony were what Yoda always strived towards.

All eyes were on you, now. What you said here was going to determine what should happen to you.

"There have been many of us waiting, we weren't sure what to do. I had hoped to ease their minds with whatever I could find out," it seemed worse than it actually was, and of course in the eyes of the council, that was intensified by one hundred. "I did not mean to intrude on private affairs, I just wanted to know what was going on."

The room was silent, until Yoda spoke up again. His voice mattered the most on this council, for he'd been a part of it longer than any living member. It was often too bad that they pulled the 'you've been outnumbered and out ruled' card.

"Innocent, her intentions were. No need for expulsion, there is," he waved his hand to the other members, and though they were still in a fit of anger over your entire conundrum, they had to admit he was right. He most often usually was.

"There still must be a punishment issued, to prevent further contempt in the future," Shaak Ti, a member of which you had very few dealings with. You'd hoped she might have come to her own decision about you, and not breathed in all the stories from the council, but you were disappointed to find out, you had yet another person against your honor.

"She was acting in the interest of others, as we have time and time again taught her to do. She should not be held accountable for something so unimportant to the council," Obi-Wan was getting rather inflamed in his response. He, in all honestly, couldn't even think of a reason that they held this much offense over something so small, but of course, it was the members of the council who were your worst enemy in the order. They would prove again and again that they held so place of significance for you in their minds. Only a pawn to do their bidding when they wished it to be done.

"We have not trained her to betray our trust," Mace stood to his feet, ready to argue over the four moons of Coruscant to put him back in his place. He was far too aggressive for the moment, but he would not let anything stop him. He would never express his senses about the attachment he knew was there, for that could only be dismissed as irrelevant to the situation, but he knew it was what drove Kenobi to be so outspoken.

"What trust? You don't trust her, you never have, though she has proven herself over and again throughout the years."

Mace didn't have anything to say to that. He sat back down in his seat. Obi-Wan Kenobi was a gentle and kind Jedi, his sarcastic wit normally being the only sharpness to his tongue, but now? With you on the line? Well, he was still a guardian, and his entire livelihood was built on defense.

"The punishment given will not be expulsion, or even suspension. It is clear to me that her intentions were of no harm. However, to prevent such actions in the future, we must make her aware of the consequences," Master Mundi nodded towards you, and for the first time, Obi-Wan thought that perhaps he'd gotten through to the council about you. He would protect you to the ends of every planet that existed, and he hoped that everyone knew that.

Mace Windu looked to the right and to the left of him, seemingly shooting thoughts to his colleagues before nodding and facing you again.

"You will be banned from the investigation on the temple, and sent off world to make ensure that happens," he explained, ready to cast the vote. You hated that this was how things were. You had no control, never did. You'd leave the order if it weren't for-

"Master Kenobi, given that this matter concerns your Padawan, you will be excluded from the vote as stated within the council guidelines of the order," Mace held a look on his face that rivaled disappointment. He truly wanted to have the temple be rid of you. All you were in his was a distraction to Obi-Wan, someone he'd known from a very young age, mostly to be a strong, independent, and reliable Jedi. He saw you as his weakness, something that could be used against him. Mace Windu saw no use for weaknesses, high midichlorian count or not. "All in favor of the decided motion?"

Hands were lifted around the room, the only ones to stay down being Obi-Wan who was rendered obsolete, Ki-Adi Mundi, who was still unsure of the punishment, and Yoda, who did not want to involve himself further in this endeavor which seemed futile to him.

All else were in favor, and you could could barely control yourself.

"Plo Koon will assign you a traveling partner for your off world assignment, and you will leave this evening."

You let your eyes fall closed. Keep calm, remember your training, don't say anything you will regret.

You bowed, facing Master Yoda, then glanced at Obi-Wan, a pained look on his face at your treatment by the council yet again. He was useless to stop it.

"It sounds to me like there's jealousy within the council," Mak noticed that you were in a daze while explaining the story, and having now been brought out of it, you weren't quite sure how to respond.

"What could I possibly have that they are jealous over?" You rolled your eyes, scoffing over the ridiculous sounding idea.

"Master Kenobi," he suggested. "The way he fights to defend you instead of siding with them on their decisions."

It wasn't unreasonable. In fact, the more you let that thought penetrate your mind, the more it grew, and twisted into a theory. Mace Windu despised your very being but insisted on putting Obi-Wan on a pedestal, high up where everyone could see. Did Master Windu know about you and Obi-Wan? Could he sense the still growing feelings that you both shared day in and day out?

"I don't know, it's possible."

He dropped it, but wanted to make it known that he understood, and if it was bothering you, he was there to have it laid on him.

"I know there's probably a lot that you don't want to tell me, and that's okay," he acknowledged, "but if you decide it's worth talking about, I'm here if you need me."

He rested his head against the wall, closing his eyes and crossing his arms over his chest. He had noticed you were tired, too, and didn't want to seem rude, so as a gentleman of a jedi would, he offered a place to rest your head.

"In case you get tired, I've been told my shoulder is pretty comfortable," he joked. You chuckled softly before patting his robes and inspecting it.

"I'll be the judge of that," you said in a mocking tone, making a show of sweeping your hair out of the way and tilting your head so it would lay against him nicely. "It's slightly above average."

"I'll take that as a compliment."

-

Almost a week had passed, and though there had been much development in the investigation on the temple bombing, you were none the wiser, not until you had to be rushed home immediately upon emergency.

Obi-Wan found himself bolting down the hallways, his speed level never dropped, and neither did his determination. He'd gotten word this morning; the ship docked for fuel on a neighboring planet to Alderaan, but before it could take off again, it was ambushed, leaving only you and Mak to fend for yourselves.

There was a cry of help sent via hologram, Mak was calling on backup, stating their location, and that you had been shot down.

You'd been confirmed to be alive, because as hard as they tried, not even the council could kill you by sending you on this mission. You were too strong. Obi-Wan, however, was losing his mind, crashing into people and mumbling incoherent apologies to them while he passed. They all looked gravely concerned, for they had never seen him like this before. He was worried sick, and now that the medic transport had been confirmed on the landing pad, he wasted no time in sprinting to the med bay.

He knew you weren't in a room yet, so he neglected to check in with the monitor, using his clearance to override the doors and again continue down the corridor. You'd be closing in on the emergency sector soon, he was sure of it, so he headed in that direction, stopping in his tracks when he saw the hovering gurney pod being rushed down the walkway. He ran to it, the fear on his face spreading fast, and seeping into the air through his force presence.

"What's happened?" he looked down on you, eyes barely open, arms crossed above your head and over your face to block out the light, which was making you sensitive. He lowered his eyes to see two burned shot marks on the robes you were wearing.

"She got hit before I could get to her, I don't know how bad it is," Mak was the one to reply, as Obi-Wan had noticed he was walking along with you. The medical droid that was waiting in an operating room stepped out to see the damage, scanning over your physical form, as well as quickly assessing your mental capacities for handling this procedure. It had to be done while you were conscious, as questions were to be asked in the duration of it to make sure you were stable.

"Who did this?" Obi-Wan was furious, walking into the room and trying to stay right beside you while the droid prepared his operation.

"Bounty Droids, six of them."

It didn't make sense that there would be a bounty out for either of you, especially at this time. You were both on a diplomatic mission to Alderaan, to discuss the terms of the republic's next phase in the war. Senator Organa was there, and proud of the way things were headed. Everything was supposed to go smoothly, and safely. But you were clearly left in uncapable hands, and for that Obi-Wan could only blame himself.

He was about to lose any sense of propriety at all when he saw that the Padawan boy's hand had along the way slipped into yours, gripping it tightly as if you'd meant the world to him. He couldn't stand that. You were his girl, and he wasn't going to let Mak Lotor steal you away. Especially not now, when you were so fatally injured.

"You couldn't stop six droids," he challenged the boy, scrunching his expression in disgust. There was a reason this kid got all the reject missions.

"I tried, but-"

"It was my fault, Obi," you let out, neglecting to use his formal title in the presence of others. You were far too hyped up on whatever they were giving you to keep the pain away to notice, or care. "Don't blame anyone but me."

Obi-Wan looked down at you, caressing your face gently and stroking aside a strand of hair that had been stuck to your forehead from sweat. Your eyes were closed now, as you could no longer handle the bright light from entering your vision. You had two holes in your stomach, you didn't need a migraine, too.

"In order for me to operate, one of you must leave," the droid spoke in the most monotone voice of any robotic being either of them had ever seen, and the words that were spoken brought even more tension into the room.

The two looked at each other as if they expected to be the one staying with you, but only one could, and Obi-Wan knew it would be him.

"Perhaps it's best if we both leave, to help avoid distraction," Mak suggested, and for a moment, Obi-Wan was going to be in agreement with the boy. He had a few things to be hashed out with the young man, and here, now, in front of you, was not the appropriate time or place.

He nodded his head, and they both stepped away from the gurney pod, ready to leave out the same door, but then your hand, as weak as it was, reached out and grabbed Obi-Wan's forearm, forbidding him from taking a step further. You'd let your eyes flutter open the smallest bit to look at him and beg him not to walk out the door.

"Stay," you whispered, and Mak figured that was his cue to go. He figured it made sense, you would want your Master there beside you, someone who'd helped bring you up, and had given you comfort throughout the years. It made sense that you would want him there. He wasn't going to have bitter feelings about it, he was just going to wait outside patiently.

Obi-Wan was able to let his guard down far more now that you were alone with him, exceptions be to the droid who was about to operate. You'd been given a small stimulant, to boost your energy and keep you in a clearer state of mind, so you were able to now take in the scene. He had interlaced his fingers with yours, keeping his gaze on yours, all the way up until the droid pulled up your tunic and placed a bracer over your skin. Obi-Wan couldn't help but look at the shots, the seared skin they left behind were such a contrast to your soft, beautiful body. He imagined it must feel horrible, he couldn't say he'd ever taken a hit that bad, and it probably was far more painful than you'd ever admit. Your pain tolerance was beyond him.

"Don't look at it, your reaction is scaring me," you said, wider awake now, and keeping your eyes trained on his.

"I'm sorry," he replied, chuckling at your remark before shaking his head. "It doesn't look so bad, they might leave scars, but it should heal nicely."

"More scars? I think I might be getting close to having as many as you."

Again, he laughed lightly, giving you a sincere look and brining his other hand to your shoulder, squeezing it assumingly.

"Not a chance, little one."

-

You were asleep now, the procedure was over, and you were recovering perfectly fine. You would probably be very curious about all that was happening with the investigation when you woke up, so Obi-Wan wanted to stay close by, exiting the operating room and finding that Mak had stayed for the entire duration.

"You're still here," Obi-Wan raised a brow at him when he walked out, finding a seat on the opposite wall.

"How is she?" He asked, his open mind betrayed him, and showed Obi-Wan all the things he'd been thinking about you. It was mostly just things about kind gestures, sweet things you'd say innocently without regard for how they sounded. But then there was one thought, just one, where he'd thought about kissing you.

"She'll be fine, no thanks to you," it was harsh, and Obi-Wan knew it, but he couldn't just sit and pretend like he had the upmost respect for this boy, what with him bringing you back in a fatal position, with his hand wrapped around yours, and thinking about you in a desirable way. Not his little one, no.

"What's that supposed to mean?" Mak narrowed his eyes at the Jedi Master, and though the man looking back at him could destroy his entire being with a wave of his hand, he stared on with a confidence that rivaled that of Anakin Skywalker.

"It means you were assigned a mission partner, and you failed to protect her as she did you."

Mak bowed his head in shame, trying to think of something valid to say, but his next words only angered Obi-Wan more.

"I saved her life."

"You endangered her life," The Master Kenobi you went on and on about would never speak so harshly, placing blame on someone who was just as helpless to do anything as he was. "And even now, you sit and leave your thoughts open to the air, thinking about her in ways you know you should not."

Mak's face went pale, and he clenched his jaw, knowing that Master Kenobi now had the power to destroy his reputation, had the material to get him expelled if he truly wished it. Obi-Wan was a sensible man and could never do something like that out of sheer pettiness, but he would tuck the bit of information away for later use if he absolutely had to.

The boy in front of him was young, and foolish. A year younger than you, if he remembered correctly. Boys of that age have a hard enough time knowing what they want with their life, but add a pretty girl who's kind, and compassionate, with great conversation, and now he's dug himself a hole he can't so easily climb out of. As stupid and as ridiculous as this sounds, if the Jedi Master was going to know of his thoughts, he was going to know why they occurred.

"I care about her very deeply, in a way that surpasses all my other emotions at once," he confessed, and Obi-Wan couldn't stand to hear it. He wasn't going to taunt the boy, as jealous as he was, this boy was only a friend to you, and of no real threat to him. It wasn't this boy who would be holding you later tonight when you woke up and needed to be carried back to the apartment, and it wasn't this boy who was going to kiss you goodnight or tell you he loved you. That was not his job, and never would be.

"I'm going to give you a chance to retract what you have said to me and walk away from this, from her," Obi-Wan spoke clearly, and with distinction, making sure every word reached Mak's ears and stuck with him. "If you don't, I will make you wish you'd never come to the order. Have I made myself clear?"

Mak sensed something far more personal behind his threat. He sensed had known before that Master Kenobi was protective over his Padawans, but this? This was a whispered warning in a room where no one else was. Mak didn't put the pieces together until now, but he'd figured out why you were so close to him, why he seemed to be so overly involved in anything concerning you. He knew that Obi-Wan loved you.

"Yes, Master Kenobi, I'd say you have."

-

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[memyselfandtheemperor]

Hahaha! This is so awesome in how terrible they all are. Palpatine is the worst, his sex doll is creepy as hell, Vader is simultaneously impressive and lame, Luke is definitively lame, Leia is already looking 30 going on 50, those smokes are bad for her, Obi-Wan has-been don juan cracks me up especially as a ghost haunting Vader's ass... The only pure badass one is Sand. You can tell he misses Vader. Wonders how else he's going to sabotage the rebels missions XD

Your description of the whole thing made me laugh ahahah, especially the part of Luke being “definitively lame”.

I wanted Leia to be kinda like an older Carrie Fisher, so the way you described her is perfect ahahaha

I can only say Palps was right about doggos being a mass destruction weapon…or at least not completely useless Lol

Thank you for sharing your thoughts, I love to hear about them! So glad that you’re enjoying the ride so far!

Here, have a battlefront related bonus gif XD

[ladytemeraire]

An incomplete list of things I love about the original Lego Star Wars (Complete Saga):

Everything, the entire story, is told in pantomime. There are sound effects and little vocalizations, but no actual dialogue. It's honestly quite charming!

Commander battle droids take two shots to destroy instead of one. When your first attack hits, they make a very distinct "uh oh" noise.

The fact that blaster characters have melee attacks ranging from throwing punches & kicks (most male characters) to bitchslapping the enemy (most female characters) to jumping on your opponent and popping their arms off (Wookies).

The fact that JarJar is utterly useless for anything other than a high jump. Yes, it's annoying that you can't even fight back when playing as him, but it's also kind of hilariously in character.

The embryonic clones in the grow vats on Kamino are represented by a single 1x1 brick.

When Obi-Wan and Yoda go back to the Temple after Order 66 there's all this rubble and broken columns and things to put back together with the Force like it's a ruin from thousands of years ago and then it hits you: it didn't normally look like this. This isn't just the devs making it visually interesting to explore. It looks like it's in ruins because the 501st stormed it and razed everyone inside to the ground. Ow.

After you finish playing through Ep 3, if there's a clone trooper in the room in the cantina hub world, any Jedi present will react to him being in the room by walking around with their lightsabers fired up. They won't outright attack, but they're ready. Just in case.

(What makes this even worse is that if you haven't bought any extra unlocked characters beyond the ones you played in story mode, the only clone trooper in the room is Cody.)

Jedi and high-jump characters are the only ones that can truly double-jump. If you try to double-jump with certain characters like Han or Lando, you won't really get any extra height but you'll do kind of a cool tuck-and-roll forward. (Pre-Jedi Luke also does the tuck-and roll, but he stumbles a bit coming out of it, which is a neat little touch.) You can try it with stormtroopers but they just faceplant.

Ditto for the grappling hooks to swing from one area to another, or jumping off a ledge to a lower area. Luke and Leia do a pretty nifty three-point superhero landing. Han, bless his heart, is nowhere near as suave as he likes to pretend and lands on his face. Stormtroopers land on their butts and actually bounce a little.

At the very end of the Episode V Dagobah level (at least in story mode), you cannot lift the X-wing out of the water if you're playing as Luke even though by this point he has full Force powers. You have to switch over to Yoda to lift it up and complete the level. It's a very neat integration of film story and gameplay.

There are panels where you have to "be" a stormtrooper/Imperial to enter. Most Imps will salute or stand at attention to activate those panels. Darth Vader, on the other hand, will stand there and impatiently tap his foot, because how dare you keep a Sith Lord waiting.

You can also put a helmet on a character to disguise their way past these panels. This becomes hilarious when you see Chewie with a stormtrooper helmet cocked sideways on his head and not even remotely covering his face.

Disguised Han gives the panel a jaunty wave. Disguised Lando gives the panel a dramatic bow. Disguised Luke... stands on his tippy-toes to wave at the panel. Because he's a little short for a stormtrooper.

Speaking of Lando, if you get into melee range he'll happily kick and punch everyone in reach... except Leia. If you try to attack her, he'll stop dead in his tracks and pause to kiss her hand. This is very cute right up until the third time it gets you killed in a firefight because you can't stop it once he starts.

Beach troopers. Just... beach troopers.

Building a jukebox in Jabba's palace or barge to make any nearby Gamorreans start headbanging and playing their axes like guitars to a rock cover of the Imperial March.

A lot of the more serious moments tend to be undercut with comedic moments, because this is a lighthearted Lego game for kids, but Vader's death is played completely straight, and Luke placing a kiss on his forehead is honestly rather touching.

[winter-tospring]

They all did Anakin dirty, I hate them 😭😭😭😭😭 I hate Yoda the most, what a fucking bitch, from the beginning he just ruined this poor kid's life, and then kept going over and over, like give him a fucking break, my god, so all these movies he says he should just obey them and not fear, nor hate, not feel anything "negative" but suddenly when it's convenient for him "please search your feelings" BITCH YOU TAUGHT HIM, FORCED JIM,IN ORDER FOR HIM TO BE SEEN AS A TRUE JEDI, THAT HE SHOULD REPRESS ALL HIS FEELINGS, AND NOW YOU EXPECT TO BE ABLE TO DIG IN EASILY AND WITHOUT CONFUSION????? that's not guidance, that's making him suspicious and WHY WOULDN'T HE BE, he SHOULD be suspicious, because YOU, YODA FUCKER, ARE AN ASSHOLE AND THE WORST, and he's right to not trust you and to feel resentment. All the feelings he expresses throughout his arc are valid and he does the best job at expressing himself and reflecting honestly, which is honestly impressive, and I personally resent that fckin council for dismissing it and treating him as a nothing who can't participate in Grown Up Conversations Because He's Not Experienced ™. The true child young adult experience. Being super skilled but put to the side by elders cause they can't stand that you're more talented than them. Like hello, he could've done the job Obi Wan was sent for and it would have given him a confidence boost to see the council trust him. He deserved that. He deserved to be recognized and not feared. The Jedi who claim that fear is the enemy are also the ones terrified of Anakin and his potential, hypocrites. And they do want to maintain their power. That's the thing, Palpatine isn't completely wrong about them, and that only further destroys Anakin's trust in the Jedi. The Jedi who take him away from his mom, telling him to never look back, then never recognize him, only fear him, instead of guiding, supporting, being a hand, and friends he can rely on in his life.

It's all so terribly horrible. All of it. All the things that happen to him. He's manipulated, and alone, and holding on to the one thing that's vulnerable with him, and of course he doesn't want to lose it. He has no one!!!! I didn't resent Obi-Wan as much in this movie, he did grow a bit, after being by Anakin's side for longer and him rubbing off on him. He's more relaxed with Anakin, but too naive about the Jedi. Anakin questions things and he is tragically naive, which is a dangerous combination for someone as powerful as him.

It's so terrible that he had to see the prophecies in his head. It's so terrible that Palpatine used him heartlessly. It's so terrible that Obi-Wan doesn't think a bit longer about what happened and why Anakin is like this, and then leaves him there, without saying a bad word about the Jedi.

You can so much see how much Anakin hates himself for turning to the dark side. The hood over his head feels like him hiding. The shame, and the necessity of this path, in his mind. It's so tragic, how used he was. It's heartwrenching to see him kneel to Palpatine, and accept his given name, and act for the abuser's side with tears in his eyes. It's too late, it's horrible. He needed lots of hugs 😭💔

Him being soft towards Luke later on makes all the sense. He does not want to be on this side. It was simply the inevitable side he had to be on, for the promise he was given. I can't fucking believe they even make him think HE killed Padmé. Maybe it contributed, what he did, but the RAGE in me about Palpatine telling him this. But anyway, the softness towards Luke, yes. Luke is so so similar to his dad, and freaking Yoda is freaking useless making Luke think his dad was horrible. Anakin was so much like Luke. Freaking Yoda keeping it to himself that he ruined his dad's life with his damn religion and restraining him instead of being a true friend. Luke would've loved his dad. And Anakin would be so proud of his son. And I'm so glad the last thing Anakin does is a proof of love that is not corrupted, but true to who he was before, and who he is, deep down, buried under the years of self loathing and manipulation. I'm so glad he met Luke, and that in the end, he was seen as himself, that it was recognized, at last, that he did have good in him. That his son, like Padmé, saw it, and believed in it, and fought for it. I'm so glad Anakin can even admit it to himself, after having Luke insist so much. How powerful that is. I'm also so glad he met Luke cause he just...should,you know? Anakin deserved that much.

[cypanache]

okay darling. for the wip ask game that you tagged me in. I know it's been a minute since you posted it, so feel free to ignore, but i'd like to know more about either 'date my wife' or 'raised a sith'– you pick! since I know all about the obidala stuff, and very little about those, i'm curious.

Ugh, I've been so heads down on Countdown, I'm finally getting around to going through my ask box so apologies for the insanely late reply on this.

I talked about the 'date my wife' wip here. So let's do the raised a sith au, because I'm insanely excited about this one, and it even has a title now "Chirality".

So after repeatedly and painstakingly walking back sexual tension in like every draft of every obidala fic I have ever written, because they're just so damn good and they wouldn't, not yet ... I really just wanted to let Obi-Wan and Padme be unrepentantly hot for each. So I asked myself what would it take for them to stop worrying so much about it all and the answer as you so eloquently put it, is 'they could be evil, as a treat'

That's it, that's the fic.

No really. Imagine a world where Obi-Wan got left on Bandomeer by Qui-Gon and then eventually rescued by Dooku and taken as his apprentice and later left the order with him. Meanwhile imagine a Padme who never left Coruscant after her appeal to the Senate in TPM and instead stayed under house arrest while she watched her world ravaged by the Trade Federation with Palpatine stoking her outrage and anger into something truly spectacular. But to the galaxy she still presents as Padme Amidala as we know here during AotC. So drop poor baby Anakin into the events of AotC and The Clone Wars between these two opposing dark proteges who are sort of allies and sort of adversaries, but are definitely obsessed with each other, watch them ruin him.

I honestly feel a little bad tagging this obianidala because its me, so its definitely very obidala focused and Anakin is in way way over his head being manipulated and gaslit at every turn, but it is there at least as an implied future state so there you go. Also its a SithAU so while I don't write terribly explicit or kinky sex, all the warnings for mind games, manipulation, violence, unnegotiated everything, and basically terrible people who should absolutely be kept away from Anakin Skywalker at all costs, but won't be. Sexy, though not explicit, excerpt below the cut:

He’s waiting for her when she gets back to her apartments.  Lounging on the bed like he owns the place. Utterly unconcerned with the fact that in less than a day’s time all of the Senate will be calling for his head along with his Master’s. 

One of her handmaidens comes over to assist her and Padme grits her teeth in irritation as she takes in the blank expression, the clumsy movements.  Oh, she despises when he does this.  True, it was amusing the first time or two.  And she has always had a weak spot for power in all its flavors.  But these days she just finds it tiresome.  They’re utterly useless for anything more complicated than the most basic of tasks for hours after he does this.

Dismissing Eirtae with a wave of her hand she rounds on him in a huff.

“I wish you would stop doing that.  You know you don’t have anything to worry about.  They’re all completely loyal.  I’ve made sure of it.”

Obi-Wan grins, vulpine and vicious and absolutely unrepentant.  “To you.  They’re all completely loyal to you.  I doubt there’s a single one among them who would spare me a second thought.”

“That’s not true, there’s at least three who would strangle their own mother for the opportunity to put a blaster to your temple and pull the trigger.”  Turning, she holds out her arms and then looks back over her shoulder, imperious and expectant.  “Well?  You can hardly expect me to get out of this on my own.”

He doesn’t.  That’s the entire point of this petty little show of his.  He likes the opportunity to undo her, deconstruct the facade she presents to the galaxy layer by careful layer.  Until she’s laid bare in more ways than one.

Coming up behind her, he trails his fingertips up the length of each arm before he settles his hands against the line of the high collar in a way that from anyone else would be a threat.  But he could force choke her from halfway across the room and they both know it.  And they both know Palpatine would make him regret it for the rest of his very long and very painful life if he ever tried.  

She smiles at him in the mirror and presses back a little into the joints of his fingers calling his bluff.  “You know we debated putting a bounty on your head this afternoon.”

He tsks.  “How very uncivilized.”

“Yes, well, attempting to exterminate the entire Jedi Council does tend to provoke people’s ire.”

“Oh, is that the version they’re selling to the Senate?”

She spins in grasp, indignant now, “Don’t be insulting.  You know better than anyone how useless the Jedi are at politics.  It’s the version I’m selling to the Senate.  Very effectively I might add.”

“I’d expect nothing less,” he says, skimming a kiss once against her mouth.  Then deepening it as his hands come up to her headdress and she feels him begin to remove the hairpins holding it in place one by one.  It’s not precisely what she had in mind when she told him to undress her, but Obi-Wan wouldn’t be Obi-Wan if he wasn’t always looking for the loophole and Padme allows it.  It’s been months since she’s been kissed well.  Whatever Anakin’s potential, both as a lover and a darksider, and it is glorious, it’s all raw and unrealized, it will take her years to mold him to her liking.  Pleasurable work perhaps but work to be sure.  Sometimes a lady just wishes to rest on laurels.

Particularly when her laurels are so very, very appealing.

Obi-Wan frowns against her mouth, “Your shields are down.”

“Are they?” She asks innocently, biting at his bottom lip with just a little too much force in punishment for both starting and stopping without permission.  “And did you like what you heard?”

He pulls back.  “You know I didn’t.”

She turns away with a huff, and removes the last few pins herself, running her fingers through her hair to free it and denying him the pleasure.  “Oh yes, you’ve made your feelings on the matter quite clear.  His arm, Obi-Wan?  Was that really necessary?”

“Maybe not, but it was fun.”

Padme scowls at him over her shoulder.

He just laughs.  A cocky, contemptuous sound that sets her teeth on edge and her blood on fire, “Oh dear, are you upset I scratched up your pretty plaything?  And here I thought you were a fan of my work.  I even signed this one for you.”

“And if I thought it had anything to do with me, rather than breaking the boy Qui-Gon Jinn actually wanted enough to take as an apprentice, I might be flattered.  Besides–” she gives him her most petulant pout, “I didn’t even get to watch.  You know that’s my favorite part.”

[tennessoui]

(1/2) i've had this really specific scene in my head that takes place in an omegaverse canon au and i'm sharing it with you in the hopes you like it as much as i do. but basically alpha!anakin and omega!obi-wan, only anakin doesn't realize obi-wan is an omega. obi-wan has been on suppressants for ages, after all, and is very good at suppressing his instincts. but this isn't stopping anakin from being just. stupid in love with him.

(2/2) obi-wan is completely oblivious, but anakin is in their quarters reading, like. guides on alpha/alpha and alpha/beta relationships and courting rituals and overall just doing the Most because he does Not care what obi-wan's secondary gender is (because obi-wan is His no matter what) but he Does care about presenting himself as the best possible mate. meanwhile obi-wan is finding all this research strewn about and he's like huh. padme's an alpha, is anakin trying to impress her?

Honestly I do love stories where Obi-Wan is an omega and hides it for some reason (guilty pleasure is that he was beta/unpresented until Qui-Gon dies and he has to take care of Anakin) so Anakin doesn’t know and is completely blindsided and has no idea what to do with his suddenly omega master.

Especially if he’s already made peace with the fact that he’s in love with someone whose designation doesn’t match his. Even if no other beta or alpha turns his head, he’s really and completely in love with Obi-Wan. So love that part!!!

Also imagine that same dynamic and alpha/beta relationships are actually pretty common on Stewjon because omegas are rare, so Anakin reads that and is like “oh look at all these courting practices from his home planet he will definitely recognize my interest if I present him with a Folack leaf in the light of the full moon!!” and Obi-Wan (woken up in the middle of the night by his enthusiastic former padawan and grouchy about it) is like “anakin what the fuck”

(Both the Folack leaf and the alpha wilts a bit at this)

(But the alpha rallies at least)

I do adore miscommunication like this (the kind where nothing was communicated in the first place), but god I feel like there has to be some sort of resolution where Obi-Wan gives anakin his blessing to search for his mate (that they’re both convinced he’s already found) outside of the Order with whoever he wants, another alpha or a beta, and do whatever makes him happiest, he has obi-wan’s permission

And anakin takes that as permission to try and bite obi-wan, to which obi-wan rears because because what the fuck!!! He meant another alpha or beta??? And anakin is like yeah!!! You!!!

And obi-wan splutters out “???? But I’m an omega???!!!” And anakin takes like 2 minutes to reboot but when he does he’s like “OMG!!! I’ve been doing the wrong research!!!! I don’t know the first thing about courting omegas!!!! I harvested SO MANY FOLACK LEAVES THEYRE USELESS NOW I GOTTA GO RESEARCH” and takes off to the archives

[phoenixyfriend]

SW/HP crossovers (as you do)

So, a standard multi-context HP crossover of either intrusive or shared-universe setup is "external characters show up during Harry's fifth year, either mess with Umbridge while fake-enrolled as students if they're young enough, or teach a class." Usually they teach Defense if they can get away with it, otherwise Divination or Muggle Studies, or Something They Can Claim Is Relevant like Alchemy if it's an option (which is what we see in a lot of FMA crossovers).

But! Jedi, especially since they don't speak English and their 'magic' is completely different and they don't have the same worldview to an extreme degree, are kind of useless as teachers.

So you know what I think would be very funny?

17yo Anakin and 33yo Obi-Wan in Harry's third year with Dumbledore using the excuse of "Oh, we don't need your dementors, minister, I Hired These Warrior Monks."

Which is... only partly a lie.

Obi-Wan and Anakin messed with something they shouldn't have and got dumped in the wrong universe. As we all know, this is SOP for them. As is standard, they need Hogwarts' help to get home. This means that 'pretend to be school guards' is a convenient excuse for hanging around the castle and doing research and Using Laser Swords On School Property.

Anakin, after getting a grasp on English, keeps arguing with people (Percy? Percy) about why magic fucks up electronics. He wants to Yell. He wants to Argue. He's a zen warrior monk but also he's a former professional child pod racer and he wants to do technology things.

He's building a racing pod in an empty classroom in his free time and there are regular explosions and angry yelling and clanging noises that Obi-Wan just tells people to ignore

Anakin meditates in the Great Hall because he's trying to see if long-term magical enchantments enhance or block his connection to the Force and that means a lot of meditating in different parts of the building and he does this at Monk Times, which occasionally means 5 AM, and that results in a whole lot of quietly awed children and teenagers walking into their breakfast room and gaping at That Weird Cool Warrior Monk just floating crosslegged in the middle of the room with a bunch of Random Plates And Such floating in orbit around him.

Obi-Wan walks in and just sighs, which even the teachers are very ???? about, and Obi-Wan goes to poke Anakin down because people want to eat and they need the plates and cutlery to do that.

They're very clear on the fact that Anakin is not here as a student, he's here as Obi-Wan's student, because warrior monks do apprenticeships.

Anakin finds out about the House Elves and is three seconds away from a breakdown as Dumbledore explains that the House Elves reject payment and such, and he recognizes this is an issue, and Anakin's working himself up into a tizzy for understandable reasons until Dumbledore says "there is one House Elf that requested payment, and when I offered him a competitive rate even for a human employee, he argued me down because he felt uncomfortable with the quantity; I could have him come speak with you if you'd like to discuss such matters with a member of that community who has looked into better circumstances."

Anyway, Anakin&Dobby is a friendship I think deserves some consideration.

Meanwhile Obi-Wan has to go by Ben because nineties Wizarding England is uhhhhhhhhhhh not great about certain things and very likely everyone said "that sounds like an Asian Name, why aren't you Asian?" and it was just very...

But from grown adults who should know better, so Obi-Wan just went "fuck this, I can't deal with civilians who are THIS prejudiced" and decided to go by Ben until they can go home.

[ragnarlothcat]

I just had to reread the devil’s in the details and I forgot how funny it is. Awww the murderous demon that possesses my house is interested in my schedule☺️ he’s so cute he didn’t even drive my friend to insanity😍😍😍 having a conversation with a supernatural being with a tight ass about dracula is the highlight of my day🥰 Whatever Obi-Wan is thinking with it’s not his brain. So funny

Thank you 🥰 Haha yeah this is definitely the dumbest Obi-Wan I've ever written! Or well, he must be reasonably clever (he does have a doctorate) but he is completely useless in the face of Anakin's handsomeness and peculiar charm. It is at least 50% the fault of him thinking with his dick but I also like to think it's a bit of Geonosis Brain Worm Kenobi, you know? Yeah this demon could kill and eat him but he's so interesting! This is the first definitive proof of the supernatural and Obi-Wan is very curious. How do demon powers work? What's immortality like? Anakin can talk to animals--what do animals have to say for themselves? Anakin contains more knowledge than Obi-Wan could even dream of and he also has a very tight ass. He's the perfect boyfriend is what I'm saying, if your type happens to be very badly behaved encyclopedias with sex appeal.

[tomicaleto]

Share the first lines of ten of your most recent fanfics and tag ten people. If you have written less than ten, don’t be shy and share anyway.   

Thank you for tagging me @melli-chou​!

1. Windows of the soul, you should have knocked the door

Anakin stared at the costume on his bed. He was still unsure about the whole ‘Halloween party at the office’ thing Aayla had dragged him into but he was new at his office and he didn’t want to be put into the party-killer box so soon into his work.

“I got a VISA all on my own.” He told himself. “How hard can this be?”

2. Kiss me softly, love me roughly

It all started with a pair of cuffs. As Obi-Wan returned from his meeting, he found them laying on the ground, abandoned. He stared at them from his spot at the entrance of the room. Were those Anakin’s? It was unlike his padawan to leave things out of place, much less actual Jedi tools.

3. A hundred and one universes - chapter 8

 The war had only been over for a couple of months and the peace and recovery efforts were still going strong.

 The Republic’s political sphere had been completely turned into chaos as the reality of Chancellor Palpatine’s true identity and his actual role in the war was revealed. For the first week after his death, the Jedi order had withdrawn into their temple. For too long they had been forced to fight and die into a now pointless conflict and their first step before going out and helping fix the galaxy was to begin healing themselves.

4. But goddamn, you got me in love again

The music was loud all around him, Anakin could almost feel the drums beating in his own skin. The low, colourful lights jumped from greens and blues to reds that were almost pink and yellows. People on the dance floor laughed, drank and danced, adding to the chaotic picture painted by the lights.

5. Viridian afternoon

“Is this really  necessary?” Anakin asked, the sound of the bells tied to his curls jinggling as he turned to stare at the Radichet that was tying some see through fabric around his waist.

 He had been sent by the Jedi council to take part in the ritual that took place every ten years on the planet Achicor. The Radichet, an alien species very similar to humanoids (Anakin had yet to figure out where they were different), dressed up and celebrated for a week, burning particular dishes and incense in the name of their main god: Obi-Wan.

6. Michi, michi, miau

As soon as Obi-Wan had taken a seat on the bus on his way home, it had begun to rain. Hard. He sighed, already dreading the short walk from the bus stop to his house, nevermind that he had his umbrella with him.

 It had been a stressful day at work and he looked forward to finally putting on his slippers and drinking some warm tea. The beginning of spring, as it usually happened, had arrived with a chill and rain. Obi-Wan had taken to bringing his umbrella everywhere he went, at least when he saw the cloudy sky in the morning.

7.  More than one lifetime

 [Hyperspace. Coruscant to Lothal, 23BBY]

 "Master," Anakin broke the kiss with a whine. He was sitting on his master's lap, his upper robes on the floor of the cockpit and his padawan braid tangled in his master's right hand. "Please…" He begged, before Obi-Wan tugged his braid and kissed him again.

8. The right path is not often the clearest one

 The night Rin’s ghost appeared in his dreams, whatever plan Zetsu and Madara wanted Obito to follow became useless.

 At first, he thought she was only a nightmare, the hole in her chest and a bit of blood falling from her lips a haunting sight. Obito broke down crying and hugged her, blaming Kakashi, babbling at her how he would avenge her and create the perfect world for her. But then Rin shook her head and smiled sadly. He couldn’t stand watching her sad so he turned away and then he woke up.

9. Morning star, guide me home

“Mom, look!” Lady Alhue turned around to find her son excitedly holding several items floating around his head. She smiled and put down the knife she was using to fully turn and crouch down so Anakin could get closer. “I’ve managed to lift three more things this time!”      He was so bright, Darth Alhue couldn’t help but mourn the fact that he would soon have to be turned into the dark. It was the only option to keep him safe. She knew there were other Sith roaming around the galaxy, thirsty for power.  

10. Simple comforts

 The door opened and Obi-Wan stepped into the living room. Immediately he saw a lump of heavy blankets, Anakin’s seven year old sister buried in them, her cheeks flushed and lightly panting.

 In front of her, the TV was playing an old movie, one of Anakin’s childhood favourites, as he had mentioned once or twice during the first dates they had. Obi-Wan smiled at the picture and moved further in.

No pressure tags: @softieskywalker, @rexismycopilot, @sopherfly, @tennessoui

[blackkatmagic]

‘Footprints’, and viewing the relationship between Anakin and Ashoka through Agen’s eyes, makes me wonder how much Anakin is to blame for not being a great teacher for her.

Anakin loves Ashoka, but he loves her like he loves everyone else; he cares about how she fulfils his emotional needs, not about how he can take care of her. A good teacher that notices his own blind spots would try to correct them, but Anakin doesn’t bother. If he deems something beneath his notice, it stays there, and like hell will he question his own decisions because it could be useful for his Palawan! He is a swordsman and pilot, and that’s good enough for Ashoka, he won’t learn other useless skills!

BUT…

1) Usually Padawans and Masters still stay a lot at the temple, where Jedi live communally. Without a war, other adults would be around and could help Ashoka with the things Anakin doesn’t know. (There is of course the question if he would accept help or if his pride would get in the way….) So, part of the problem are the circumstances.

2) Yoda was the one to assign Ashoka to Anakin. He didn’t want to be a teacher, others decided that he should become one to further his personal growth. And maybe my own biases influence how I see this, but it feels really unfair towards Ashoka. It looks like it was more important to fix Anakin’s issues than to find a good, experienced teacher for her. Let’s be clear, of course no one thought Anakin was going to be abusive and Yoda believes he can learn to be a good Master. But there is a huge difference between believing Anakin is good at something and putting the burden of magically making Anakin a good Jedi on Ashoka.

And thus I really want to blame Yoda for this whole mess and not finding a better Master for Ashoka. Am I too harsh?

Anyways, thank you for making me analyse why a part of me wants to defend Anakin even when I agree with Agen.

I don't think you're being too harsh, tbh - this is one of those criticisms of Yoda that i feel is completely justified given the circumstances. Anakin was very, very young, and in the middle of a war, and in my view Yoda's decision kind of...prioritizes Anakin's future over Ahsoka's, if that makes sense? Because Anakin had been a Knight for maybe a few months at that point, and going by Obi-Wan's reaction it wasn't as if there weren't plenty of Jedi with a lot more experience - and experience training padawans more specifically - who could have taken Ahsoka on.

She would have been safer with one of them, too, just given their experience, and so assigning her to Anakin always struck me as pretty much entirely about Anakin. Like, it wouldn't have mattered all that much if there was a different padawan in Ahsoka's place, like Katooni or someone else. All that mattered was giving Anakin someone else inside the Temple to connect to. And like, I absolutely get why Yoda was worried about Anakin and why he wanted to help him, but Ahsoka was more or less one interchangeable piece, and any padawan could have been in her spot. Anakin was the point of it, and that's always kind of rubbed me the wrong way.

[positivityjediprince]

More Whitesun-Larses move to Mandalore drabble!

Obi-Wan side down in his seat, it was childish, maybe, but he needed to escape Owen's glares.

He knew that, obviously, the Whitesun-Lars'es would be on this shuttle, they would be getting the same Mandolorian transporter afterall. He knew he wouldn't be able to fully avoid them on the trip, he had, however, planned to squirrel himself away at the back, far, far away from the family. A plan which had been ruined by an exited group who, judging by their outfits and loud conversations, were going to Corellia for a hen-do followed by a wedding.

He couldn't begrudge them their excitement, oh to be young and have your only problems be finding out your ex might be at the wedding reception; but he knew his back might not be so forgiving - at least the journey would be less than a day.

The arrangement, to get to Mandalore itself, was to get off at the small moon, where the ship docked to refule. Passengers would be allowed off the ship to 'stretch their legs' and buy refreshments - but, it was decidedly not a spaceport; however, that is where a Mandalorian would meet them with their transporter.

As Peli had relayed the instructions to him and Owen, Obi-Wan started to get the feeling the whole operation was much more secret than Owen had made it out to be. Thankfully, if there was something he could admit to being a master of, it was keeping secrets.

However, the shifty transfer from one ship to another was several hours away and the biggest problem at hand was the twinge growing in his back.

He had been a General and Jedi Master for Force sake he should just sit up. Maybe, if he pulled his hood down and faked being asleep...yes, that was probably wiser than breaking his back and being completely useless to the Mandalorians.

He slowly shimmied up the wall, clearly placing the small knapsack of clothes between himself and the window. It was probably a bit excessive, but he made sure Owen was glancing in his direction before closing his eyes and pulling up his hood up to obscure his face.

The moment Owen turned away, Obi-Wan opened his eyes again -Yes, perfect, it had worked - it would probably be wise to actually sleep; but, sleep rarely came to him these days anyway, and he wanted to watch the family, to glimps even a little of the warmth and love Luke deserved, and Obi-Wan missed so desperately.

The blonde 6 year old was standing on Owen's lap, face plastered to the window. The man kept trying to pull him into a sitting position; Luke would sit still for about 3 minutes before bouncing up again. Beru would giggle everytime Luke would jump on Owen, pointing out every star with pure delight, while the man winced but smiled through the pain, pointing out the few planets he knew.

After about half an hour Luke began to crash from his previous excitement. Before Luke could fully enter Grumpy, Bored Child Mode, Beru distracted Luke with a carton of blue milk.

Luke look delighted as he clutched the drink and wiggled himself into the small space between his two guardians, happily swinging his tiny legs as he sipped away.

A few minutes later the tiny legs had stopped. Beru smiled as she removed the empty carton from Luke's sleepy grasp. The child mumbled something, likely 'but I'm not tired', before dozing off.

Owen pressed a kiss into his boys hair, as Beru tucked a blanket around him. The couple looked up from their sleeping child, their eyes meeting. They gazed at eachother with such love, adoration, and hope, Obi-Wan felt his chest constrict.

The couple's lips met in a chaste kiss above Luke's head. Then they leaned against one another, matching smiles pulling at their lips as they followed their son into dreamland.

Obi-Wan closed his eyes, but it did nothing to stop the tears from falling.

He didn't sleep.

Niether did he open his eyes until they reached their first stop.

[sunniebabe99]

With You Always-

Warnings- Death, dead kids, KENOBI SPOILERS

Summary- Obi-wan thinks back on lost love. (Psst that's you!)

Obi-wan watched as Reva left him there. She had a new look on her face that showed she was ready to make her own path in life. It was getting darker as the retired Jedi Master kneeled there. Taking in the slight quiet that surrounded him. He was thinking back to the past again…thinking about younglings that suffered so much like Reva, And then his mind thought of you. A young Jedi Knight that had so much hope for the galaxy, one that fought valiantly and died trying to protect a group of younglings from Darth Vader all those years ago. Obi-wan was the first to spot your body that lay near a group of younglings. Your saber was knocked out of your hand and your front brunt and cut open. 

Obi-wan had held your body for a while. Closing your eyes gently and run his hand through your hair. He struggled to hold himself together as Master Yoda watched. The two of you had always been close friends, then later during the war, you were something more but you two never admitted it to each other, never said those three words that would make all the difference. He regretted not saying them to you when he had the chance. 

"She will have a long road ahead of her..But I know Reva will be fine"

The familiar voice made his heart jump in his chest. Looking up, he couldn't believe what he was seeing. It was you! You looked just as young and had that sparkle in your eyes that he adored. But you were not of the flesh, he could see through your shimmering blue form.  

“Don't get emotional with me… it's getting late you best get back to your shelter” You said to him. Not really knowing what else to say as he looked at you with shock. 

“Y/n..” He uttered. You looked at him with a small smile and stood above him as he got up. 

“Obi-wan,” You said back to him. He had missed hearing you say his name. It always sounded like a beautiful song when you said it. 

“How? I have been trying to reach master Qui Gon this whole time” He said and Y/n chuckled. 

“He is here but you just could not see him yet. It took you long enough” you joked. Obi-wan refrained from rolling his eyes at the comment. 

“And what about you?” He asked. 

“I've always been here…I was always with you sense the purge. Never left.” you said softly. 

“Will you stay longer?” He asked. 

“I will stay as long as you will have me” you nodded to him. He was hesitant but watched as you turned to walk in the direction of his home. 

“Y/n-” He called out witch made you stop and turn to him. 

“I know I should have said this earlier…but I love you” He said. The nerves eating at him as he watched your trained expression. You smiled brightly at his confession and wished that you could do more than just look at him. You wanted to hug him and kiss him desperately. 

“I love you too,” You said, your voice trembling slightly. 

Obi-wan smiled back at you before joining you in a walk. You two talking about everything that has happened. 

Years passed and Obi-wan watched over Luke from his new home. He trained with Master Qui-Gon and You stayed just like you said. Watched as he started to age and grow his silver hair. You were there when he gave Luke his father’s saber and when he joined him on the rescue mission for Leia Organa. Making comments to him as the others could not see you at all. Sometimes your comments would make Obi-wan smile and laugh, making the others question if the old man was sane. 

And finally, you were there when it happened. You watched as Obi-wan and Vader fight. You felt useless as Vader came down on him with rage. This was a chance for the kids to flee. You knew it had to be done and you also knew this wasn't the end for him but it still made your heartbreak. 

Obi-wan looked to Luke and Leia once more, they were finally reunited after these long years. His mission to look after Luke was complete. His work was done. He then looked at Vader and had a playful smile on his face before withdrawing his defensive stance. Vader did not hesitate as he slashed into him. His body disappeared and left nothing but Obi-wan’s cloak and a lightsaber on the floor. 

Y/n watched and sighed. That was it, he had surrendered himself to the force. Sacrificing himself so the kids could escape. Y/n let herself float off into the force. Focusing on finding him, hoping that she could. 

She finally found him, sitting on a bench surrounded by flowers and a small pond. It took Y/n forever to realize where they were…they were at the fallen Temple now taken over by the Empire. This was their favorite spot to be together. They would hide away here for hours just enjoying each other's company. His form had changed, his grey hair went back to its original copper color, and his robes were clean and neat. 

“Well, Darling are you going to stare at me all day, or are you going to come join me?” Obi-wan said as he looked back at you. You couldn't help it as a happy tear trailed down your cheek. Moving over to him and sitting on the bench. He moved his hand to your cheek and wiped the tear away. 

“I've been waiting for this for a very long time,” Obi-wan said as he leaned in. slowly pulling you into a kiss that took your breath away as the sun set behind you both. 

From then on both of you would always be together and never apart.

[afolksongs]

and he's left with Obi-Wan. Obi-Wan trains Anakin at first out of a promise he makes to Qui-Gon, not because he cares about him. When they find Anakin on Tatooine, he says, "I feel like we've found another useless lifeform." He's comparing Anakin to Jar Jar. And he's saying, "This is a waste of time. Why are we doing this? Why do you see importance in these creature like Jar Jar Binks and this 10 year old boy? This is useless." So he's a brother to Anakin, eventually, but he's not a father figure. That's a failing for Anakin. He doesn't have the family that he needs.He loses his mother in the next film. He fails on this promise he made, "Mother, I will come back and save you." So he left completely vulnerable. And Star Wars ultimately is about family. So that moment in that movie which a lot of people diminish as, "Oh, this is a cool lightsaber fight." But it's everything that the entire three films of the prequels hangs on, is that one particular fight. And Maul serves his purpose, and at that point, died before George made me bring him back. But he died, showing you how the Emperor is completely self-serving. He doesn't care, he's using people and now he's gonna use this child.

[jedimastre-archive]

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Send “📂“ for a random yet completely useless headcanon I have

📂 Obi-Wan can sing though he's never done so publicly or outside the confines of a shower, he has a very pleasant voice. Though there is one time he sang to Anakin in the beginning of their journey together, he had a particularly hard day training and there were lots of tears, so he sang to his Padawan. Its the only time he did and when adult Anakin brings it up, Obi-Wan denies it happened.

📂 Obi-Wan often thinks about what his life might have been like had he never became a Jedi. While he hadn't exactly looked up Stewjon, the one time he did, the information remained with him for the rest of his life. This isn't something he shares with anyone.

[blue-mint-winter]

Why Disney SW is bad and Kenobi was OOC

Here’s my answer:

The writers have no idea what it means to be a Jedi.

The identity of the Jedi, the Jedi way, the system of philosophy and beliefs that the galaxy is based on is something essential. It’s the thing that made audience of the movies into life-long fans. However, this is the element that is constantly missing in SW stories produced in Disney era.

It’s the core problem and until it is fixed, nothing can be done. If the new stories are based on flawed premise and preconceptions that aren’t in line with established beliefs and values by George Lucas, then those stories won’t magically get better. It will be the same as it’s been so far.

This reason, the lack of understanding of who a Jedi is, is why Kenobi show was also bad. The point of Obi-Wan’s character is that he is a model Jedi. That’s why he was appointed as Anakin’s master, to be an example to him. He adheres to the strict Jedi beliefs away to the point that on Mustafar he struck his old padawan down despite the pain it caused him.

But Obi-Wan in the Kenobi show wasn’t a Jedi at all which is OOC.

In ROTS Obi-Wan already let go of his attachment to Anakin. He was not dwelling on the past and useless regrets, that’s not how he was raised or taught to think. He’s a fully trained Jedi Master for a reason. He accepted that Anakin turned to the Dark Side, that’s why he confronted him on Mustafar and even then he still gave him chances to back out of the fight (”It’s over Anakin, I have a high ground” was literally his last of many warnings). After that fight Obi-Wan was done and moved on with what he had to do in the present. As a Jedi he had a clear mission - to watch over Luke on Tatooine and learn the secrets of the Force from Qui-Gon’s ghost. Obi-Wan’s whole identity is being a Jedi and the thought that he could abandon his duty and wallow in self-pity and misery like in this show is a huge disservice to his character. That’s not what Obi-Wan’s character is about.

In other words, to create drama, the writers changed Obi-Wan’s whole way of being. It was sad to watch. It wasn’t him, it was a fanservice emo man for whump lovers who love to see Obi-Wan cry and be in despair.

True Obi-Wan remembered the Jedi Code

Those are the words he lived by and this is also the thing that is completely missing in Disney Star Wars.