#and it makes anakin go ���🧐

[tennessoui]

brain will not let me sleep until I say

same age padawans au where they’ve been in a weird wired frenemies thing for ages but now that they’re both mature adults (all of 24/25 years old) they’re more friends than enemies….

And it’s Obi-Wan that Anakin tells when he’s decided he’s going to leave the Order, not anyone else. He has a wife. There was a pregnancy scare a few weeks ago and it made her want their relationship to stop being a secret so they could really have kids. He has to leave the Order. Doesn’t Obi-Wan understand?

Obi-Wan, who has been a little in love with Anakin since they were younglings, does not understand. Not one bit. Instead of wishing him well and helping him pack, he goes to the Council and requests a mission in the Outer Rim….perhaps a month long or more…perhaps undercover? No contact with anyone on Coruscant. And maybe they could assign Anakin Skywalker as his back up? He can help with the undercover aspect.

And at first, Anakin is pissed because he was planning to resign from the Order in the next few days, but Obi-Wan convinces him to go on this mission with him….one last mission as a Jedi. To say goodbye to the Jedi life.

Obviously, Obi-Wan sort of wants to go on one last mission with Anakin because in his dreams, he wants the mission to go so perfectly that Anakin stays with him the Order. But realistically, he mostly wants to go on this mission to say goodbye to Anakin and then let him go, soaking up all his warmth and light, memorizing every casual touch bestowed on him because he knows they’re ticking down to the last handful of seconds together.

But then obviously the mission works TOO well and Anakin falls in love with Obi-Wan but doesn’t admit to it even to himself before they’re on the ship about to head back to Coruscant and Anakin realizes he doesn’t want to leave this planet because he doesn’t want to leave Obi-Wan if it could always be like this so he crashes the ship during take off so they can stay longer because he’s 24 and doesn’t know how to handle the immensity of his love except through destruction

[maiaspen]

Hey “Oblivion Gin” readers!

I swear to the Force that I am working hard on the finale for you! 💚 My writing confidence took a bit of a hit last month. I am human. I go through feels, sometimes inconvenient ones.

Thank you to all of my readers for continuing to support and encourage me. I’m hoping to have the story finished this month. 💪

Here’s another little teaser for you. The scene picking up where my last teaser left off. Here

I also have glorious supporting art by @kana7o to treat your eyes 😏

Please remember that this is a very rough draft, what ultimately makes it onto ao3 will be heavily scrutinized 🧐 these are just the raw words as they pour out of me. 

Thank you all for your support! I can’t wait to share the full finale with you 💚💚💚

xo Maia

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Chapter 9 excerpt…

Anakin doubles his already quite doubled efforts to hustle, weaving pedestrians and commuters on citibikes and landspeeders. He’s aware that his surroundings are Coruscant-rush-hour-level-of-loud, and that it’s daylight; but only because Orea Dea’s singular sun has teamed-up with the Force to highlight his Jedi targets.

Entering the crowded spaceport, Anakin decelerates to a sneaky jog. The Force insists that he assess the situation before drawing his lightsaber and trimming Fisto’s tentacles (and testicles).

The pair of Masters are standing – huddled shoulder-to-shoulder– next to a cargo freighter that looks like it’s being prepped for take-off.

To Anakin’s tremendous relief, Obi-Wan’s posture is strong. He’s handsome as ever, fair head and facial-hair have been groomed to perfection. He’s dressed in his boots and tunic, which the medical staff was kind enough to launder. All of the sweaty-oily-mulchy- bloody souvenirs from their crab droid and ass face battle royales have been cleared away. Obi-Wan looks the epitome of a proper Jedi Master. But Fisto . . .

The droid wasn’t exaggerating.

Anakin gasps as bewilderment sweeps like a blizzard through his mind, whiting-out thoughts of all else but what Fisto is wearing. Or rather– not wearing.

(Thank you @kana7o for this Fisto sketch💚)

The Nautolan is clad in a darkened leather toga – a toga that looks like it’s been sized for Master Yoda. The skirt portion brushes his thick thighs, barely concealing his dignity. If there is a gust of wind – or if Fisto even raises his arms to stretch – everyone in this spaceport will see his cock and balls! Unless he’s wearing underwear, which Anakin strongly doubts. And the green bastard is wearing the toga like he’s doing it a favor. His muscles are bursting out of the garment. Those chiseled biceps and pecs belong on a Holomovie screen (probably a porno), not a public spaceport. There are younglings milling about!

Has the Nautolan been working-out obsessively the whole time they’ve been hospitalized? Gaining muscle and losing modesty?! Even from eight meters away Anakin can count his eight abdominals.

The ‘outfit’ includes knee-high strappy sandals, which accentuate his strong calves, and even– is that a collar? And, yes, Fisto is wearing a collar. A leather one with a metalloid loop. It’s like he’s begging to be latched by some kinky leash.

Master Kit Fisto is hotter than fire. He’s center-of-a-sun, liquid magma hot. How his toga hasn’t burst into flames, Anakin does not know. And, right now, Obi-Wan is reaching upward . . . laying a hand on that bulging bicep and squeezing—

���MASTER!” Anakin screams as though Obi-Wan is touching liquid magma! With a mighty Force-leap he closes the distance, landing before the Masters and snatching Obi-Wan’s hand. Anakin holds his Master’s hand to his chest like he’s saved it from a brutal roasting.

Obi-Wan makes a face like Anakin has pissed in his morning tea.

So, Anakin counters: pushing his bottom lip out, going for the most adorable pout he can muster. The kind of expression that always softened his mother’s irritation when he was late for their evening meal. To Anakin’s surprise, Obi-Wan actually blushes. Really blushes. Anakin is certain his rouge can be seen from outer space. Did touching Fisto actually burn him?

Suddenly, Anakin can feel his Master’s Force signature again – vibrating and sizzling like it’s super-heating. But Master Kenobi quickly regains control of his dermal blood vessels and his shielding, retaining the aurora of one who is cool and centered.

“I’ll take this back, thank you,” Obi-Wan says as he pulls his hand from Anakin’s grasp. He then offers a small but earnest smile, adding: “It’s good to see you up and about again, Anakin.”

“Thank you, Master. I can say the same to you–” Anakin starts, intending to ask what-in-all-the-hells is going on, when Fisto clears his throat.

The Nautolan grins broadly, teeth glinting like pearls under the sunlight. Anakin orders himself to keep looking at Fisto’s teeth. Not lower, not lower. “It is indeed good to see you both up and about,” Fisto declares. “I spoke with Master Windu this morning. The Council is sending a team to sluth-out what happened to the senator’s shuttle. They will arrive tomorrow, at which time you two are to take their transport back to Coruscant. I’m afraid our little shuttle is officially out-of-commission.”

Anakin processes Fisto’s words out loud. “So. Master Fisto, you won’t be . . .” he pauses. Pushing the obnoxious optimism from his voice is like trying to shove against a stubborn bantha. “ . . . you won’t be joining us on our voyage to Coruscant?”

Fisto smirks as though he is a stubborn bantha. “No.”

Anakin’s signature surges like a double nova! He barely resists cartwheeling all over the spaceport! He and Obi-Wan will be traveling back to Coruscant together and alone.

And are they spending the night here alone, too? Or is Fisto in his ‘little slut get-up’ going to be the third wheel?

“What’s with the, um,” Anakin waves his hands vaguely about Fisto’s ensemble. “The whole . . . whore look? And where did you get that outfit anyway? Are you going somewhere dressed like that?”

Obi-Wan cringes at Anakin’s words, but Fisto’s already broad smile only widens. “I’m being deployed. Immediately,” Fisto points to the nearby cargo freighter. “It’s an undercover mission. I’m being smuggled to Nal Hutta as a pleasure slave. I’m to be sold upon landing to my . . . target. I cannot divulge any further details, you understand. And, Skywalker, the Council has wardrobe sources on nearly every Republic planet,” Fisto says as though Anakin should know that. Which he does, he just didn’t know that the Republic’s sources kept skimpy togas on hand.

The weight of Fisto’s words take a moment to sink into Anakin’s brain, but when they do . . .

Anakin shakes his head, wanting the weight to be gone. “Hold on, the Council is sending you alone?”

Fisto nods. “They are.”

“Kit is quite capable of handling himself,” Obi-Wan interjects carefully, sensing Anakin’s . . . what? His concern? No. No way. He’s not concerned for Fisto safety. He’s fucking thrilled that Fisto is going away. Far, far away.

Anakin scoffs, though the sound comes out as more nervous than he’d intended. “Yeah, of course. I mean, obviously. But . . . is the mission dangerous? Are you going to have to perform sex duties and–?”

“Anakin. Kit cannot share any further details with us,” Obi-Wan scold-reminds, though Anakin can now sense that his Master is concerned. Obi-Wan turns his attention back upon Fisto, and smiles with warm reassurance. “I am glad for this opportunity to see you off, Kit.”

“Me too,” Anakin says, then turns an accusatory glare upon his Master. “Though, how come neither of you were planning to include me? I couldn’t sense you, Master. And if I hadn’t returned to your sickbed when I did, and interrogated that awful droid, then I may not have even found you on time.”

Obi-Wan lowers his voice as though trying to sooth a hostile assailant: “I needed to have a private word with Kit–”

Anakin intercepts his Master’s defense. “A private word, huh? Is that the only private thing you needed to have?”

Obi-Wan’s eyes narrow fractionally, but his smile doesn’t falter. “Besides, Anakin, the medical droid reported that you were occupied.”

Uninterested in Obi-Wan’s paltry excuses, Anakin turns his accusatory glare upon the scantily-clad Nautolan. “And you! Couldn’t you have changed into that on the freighter instead of schutta-strutting around this port?!”

Amusement flickers over Fisto’s signature and within his eyes. “The droid crew has been programmed to thoroughly shackle me upon boarding. While I am an apt-multitasker, I’m afraid that I cannot undress and redress with my arms, legs and neck bound.” Fisto looks to the cargo freighter, which is flashing its ‘five-minutes-to-launch’ warning. He reaches behind himself, and Anakin only now notices that Fisto is wearing a leather satchel. He rummages within the satchel until he finds something that makes his signature ping with delight.

“Ah, here,” Fisto pulls out the half-empty bottle of Oblivion Gin. “The Council has granted you both the evening free. You have orders to relax, and I am ordering you to . . . indulge,” his grin thins into a cheeky smirk. “Enjoy.” Fisto hands Obi-Wan the bottle. Obi-Wan accepts the gin as though Fisto is giving him a writhing whip-snake.

“Oh, oh . . . really, I cannot accept. This is far too . . . generous,” Obi-Wan almost sounds flustered.

“I insist,” Fisto pushes the bottle at Obi-Wan with oomph, and he begrudgingly accepts. “A shot or two will do you good, my friend. And you,” Fisto’s dark eyes find Anakin’s, flaring with equal parts challenge and warning. “You may need three or four shots.”

“ALL ABOARD!” A mechanical voice blears loudly from the cargo freighter. “WE WILL DEPART IN TWO MINUTES.”

Anakin opens his mouth to say something . . . say thank you? Say goodbye? Say good luck? But it’s suddenly like all of this planet’s air has been sucked away into space, and no words come out.

Anakin feels Fisto’s large, cool hand on his right shoulder, offering a brief squeeze of reassurance. Then he watches as Fisto grants Obi-Wan the same gesture, which Obi-Wan returns.

“My comrades,” Fisto says those two words in a way that makes Anakin’s heart-clench, though he doesn’t know why. “Our physical bodies do not have forever,” Fisto’s gaze sweeps from Obi-Wan’s to Anakin’s and back again. Under the brilliant sunlight Fisto’s blacker-than-black eyes are not black at all. They are a warm honeyed-gold, flecked with blue from the sky. “Time is short, and most of ours is filled with brutality and turmoil . . .” he flashes those too-perfect teeth. Again. “So, go on then, fill as much time as you can with happiness.”

“ALL ABOARD! WE WILL DEPART IN ONE MINUTE.”

“May the Force be with you,” Fisto bids them, then turns on his sandaled heels, tentacles bouncing, and sprints for the freighter.

As Fisto rushes away his toga skirt flares upward and –

By the Force.

Fisto is definitely not wearing any underwear. And his bare ass . . . well, it looks just as holoporn-worthy as the rest of him. The Nautolan probably possesses the two most flawlessly firm green globes in the galaxy. And, really, Anakin expected nothing less.

Several nearby senients squeal in horny delight – like they’ve been flashed by some celebrity heartthrob. An older female Rodian swoons and sways on her feet like she’s about to faint. Fortunately her traveling companion steadies her, though his jaw has nearly dropped to the walkway.

Anakin is surprised to hear himself laughing, and, damn, it actually sounds and feels . . . good. “May the Force be with you, too, Master!” Anakin calls after Fisto, straining his voice over the whirring engine and roaring thrusters.

“May the Force be with you,” Obi-Wan barely whispers. Anakin doubts Fisto even heard him, though he’s certain that the Nautolan feels the sentiment.

Anakin and Obi-Wan watch as Fisto’s tentacles disappear up the closing loading ramp. Within three heartbeats the freighter launches into the bright sky, fading away toward the outer rim.

Anakin’s mirth fades along with the freighter. A new concern has wriggled into his brain. “Does Fisto even have his lightsaber? He can’t possibly be keeping it inside that satchel. The first thing the slavers will do is search his belongings.”

Obi-Wan frowns thoughtfully. “He would not be storing it in the satchel, no.”

“Then where . . .”

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My next update with be the final chapter! 🥲

[maudus1]

Ok ok ok I love your answers to headcanon-y asks so what about an au where anakin & padme are bffs but because anakin often sneaks out at night to visit her Obi-wan is worried they’re in a relationship (it wouldn’t be obikin without misunderstanding!) Anyway one evening padme cajoles anakin into letting her put make up on him- just some mascara, blush, lipgloss (anakin finds himself strangely into it???) but in the middle anakin gets an urgent comm from Obiwan that they’re being sent offworld

immediately to deal with a diplomatic incident... ofc anakin forgets to remove the makeup before rushing to the temple hangar... Obi wan, staring at his padawan, trying to figure out why he looks different: 🧐😧😳 Anakin, oblivious, pouting and blinking big long lashed eyes at him: yes, master? Is something wrong, master? Master? 🥺🥺🥺

I burst into laughter reading this and scared my cat 🤣 sorry, Precious. My bad.

Yet another thing I wish I could draw, because it would be adorable!

First off, I love the idea of angsty and jealous Obi-Wan noticing Anakin sneaking out and visiting Padmé. Of course, he wouldn't realize it's jealousy he's feeling—not at first—so he'd explain it away, rationalize the feeling to himself.

He's just worried about his friend. What if the senator breaks his heart? And what about his future, his oath? There's a traitorous little voice that nags at the back of his mind, whispering, if Anakin leaves the Order, he's also leaving you. He tells himself it doesn't matter anyway, because he is a Jedi, and regardless of whatever decision Anakin makes, he will have to let him go.

It's with this mindset that he calls Anakin back to his duties. Reluctant, because the part of him that believes Anakin might be better off, that wants him to seek happiness wherever he finds it, feels bad for depriving him of the rare and fleeting moments he gets with Padmé. But he's also relieved, because yes, perhaps there is also a part of him that covets Anakin's time and attention and wants him to choose the Order, to choose him. The latter is a menace, however, so he elects to ignore it.

Obi-Wan is standing in the hangar brooding over all of this when Anakin finally runs in, disheveled and a little breathless. His mind immediately flashes through a dozen scenarios that would cause his former padawan to be in such a state, bringing a hint of color to his own cheeks as well as a spike of irritation he can't quite suppress. So he says, maybe with a little more snark than strictly necessary, “So good of you to join us,” and is about to storm off toward the ship when Anakin grabs his arm.

“Master, are you alright?”

Obi-Wan sighs and turns back to Anakin, another retort at the tip of his tongue, and that's when he notices the thin line of kohl ringing Anakin’s eyes. The rouge staining his already-flushed cheeks a darker shade. The crimson of his lips. And his mind just... Blanks.

Anakin is beautiful on a normal day. One must be blind not to see it, and even Jedi are not immune to such aesthetic perfection. But the way the makeup highlights his features—sculpts his cheekbones and sharp jaw, emphasizes his pretty pout and the dark, full lashes surrounding those brilliant, emotive eyes—leaves him utterly speechless. Gaping like a landed fish.

It's embarrassing, really.

To make matters worse, Anakin is growing obviously concerned. He prods at their bond, and when he doesn't receive an answer, begins checking Obi-Wan's body over for injuries, and Obi-Wan has never missed his robes so keenly than in that moment because suddenly he doesn't know what to do with his hands and would very much like to hide them in his sleeves.

It takes a hard slap on the back from a grinning Cody as he passes the duo by to finally snap him out of it.

Obi-Wan returns that knowing smirk with a glare and hustles onto the ship, Anakin trailing at his heels, still nagging him with, “What’s wrong? Has something happened?” and, “Obi-Wan, are you hurt?” until, reaching the limits of his patience, Obi-Wan drags Anakin into his quarters, marches him over to the ’fresher, and tells him to look at himself.

Realization slowly dawns on Anakin’s face, his worry shifting to horror. “I-I can explain—”

“By all means, Anakin”—Obi-Wan chuckles, smirk hidden behind his hand—“please enlighten me. Were you planning on distracting the Separatists, or seducing them?”

Though it's petty of him and he shouldn't relish Anakin's awkwardness so much, this teasing is common for them and the familiarity eases the strain upon his yearning heart somewhat.

Anakin scowls and meets the eyes of his reflection as a series of emotions flicker across his face. Eventually, his expression settles on curious, which is always dangerous when it comes to Anakin. Obi-Wan stifles a groan and tenses, internally preparing himself for more of Anakin’s relentless pestering.

It’s uncomfortably clear just how little room there is for two grown men in the tiny ’fresher when, at length, Anakin turns to face him—and how he manages to be taller yet still look up through those long lashes is surely one of the galaxy's greatest mysteries—and now Obi-Wan is really beginning to regret all of his life choices.

Then, so close Obi-Wan feels the heat of his breath like a caress, Anakin murmurs, “Not the Separatists, no.”

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Later, on the bridge...

-

“Excuse me, sir?”

Lost in his thoughts, it takes a moment for Obi-Wan to realize he's being addressed. “Apologies, Captain. You were saying?”

Mouth twitching like he's holding back a smile, Rex says, “You've got a little something...” and points to a red, lip-shaped stain on Obi-Wan's collar.

[matt-the-radar-techncian]

Man this talk about Anakin/Vader being healed by Rose's fountain kind of makes me feel like somebody should make fan art of that. Although I do got the feeling that big scar on his head and the ones he got from the Clone Wars are probably going to stay based on Lars still having that scar across his eye

Whatever makes them look cooler stays. Lars kept the scar, Jasper kept her horns, so Anakin keeps his scar too (but he gets his hair back ofc)

Maybe one day I’ll draw fanart of it 🧐

[queen--kenobi]

Older clones hazing shinies, you say?? 🧐 I laughed out loud at work at the post itself and then saw your tags so here I am. I love that idea. I feel like Cody would be a pro and by now has probably roped Obi-Wan into it as well. Bonus that Obi-Wan misusing slang also gets a facepalm from Anakin and Ahsoka. Poor shinies thinking they finally get to do something and then they get stuck with two dads making horrible puns, flirting, and misusing internet jargon. But what shiny is actually going to tell their Marshall Commander or General that they're wrong? 😂😂

fljshfsjjfdlk Obi-wan would ABSOLUTELY be in on it

Obi-wan: Tell me, Anakin. When you and Ahsoka threw Rex off that building was he yoted? Is that what you did?

Or

Cody: *hands lightsaber over* Here you go General

Obi-wan: Why thank you bestie

Cue the shinies and Ahsoka just SCREAMING in the background

I think Cody would absolutely want to get in on it but can't. He just threatens to do so. It's been suggested (not to his face mind you) multiple times if Cody ever gets in a situation where he's fighting the very last droid, he should kick its head off and dab right after that. He wouldn't ever do it, but it’s sometimes funny to think about the look of pure horror on the shinies’s faces

[himboskywalker]

So there was that one CMWIA ask about Anakin fisting himself in the hallway with Mace and Yoda nearby awhile back and, I gotta say, I was... wondering how that was going to work... and then I read the chapter, and it all made sense. (And was great, A+, loved it aaaa what a chapter!) But yeah, how deep is my mind in the gutter? Apparently the answer is very, very deep. 😅 lol oh dear

😂😂😂 when I answered that ask I snickered quite a bit because it’s one of those words with a heavy connotation so within the right context you’re like,gotcha this makes sense,but outside of it you’re like...he did what?!?!?🧐 What he did in the hall was bad enough but at least it wasn’t that. 😂

[akane171]

Yeah, I get what you mean 🙈 There was a time I was 100% immersed in reading fanfics about their BROTP/frenemy-ship and uff, just all the emotional damage and depth as well as problems and love one can pull out of those two WITHOUT having to go off canon is just...WOW! And ohh, esp. their early years together just give SO MUCH, like, Obi taking in that responsibility regardless of everyone being against it, him being a bit jealous/bitter how Qui-Gon (who nearly didn't take Obi as his Padawan and pretty much had to be begged to) seemed willing to "drop" Obi for Ani, Ani struggling to "not feel", being an outsider, having to catch up, ... Just, uff, SO MUCH UNSAID/UNSHOWN CONTENT!😭😍😭😍😭

Ohh, is it because of his weird romantic talk that you're not really a fan of Anakin's or just generally didn't vibe with him?🤔😂

Fine, judge all you want, I don't care, it's not like judging isn't kinda an inherently human trait anyway🤷🏻‍♀️😂���🏻

Ohh, okay, Yeah, I think I'll have to go and check that 🤔

...Eh, why would we need to feed them? You DO realise those are free kangaroos who come and go without having to have our permission or being dependent on us?😅 It's not a zoo, Kat😂 So, no, they aren't dead, they're perfectly fine😁

Nooo, HALT, STOP! I might be the author, but it's not like they ever actually DO what I PLANNED, UH-UH, those two are their usual headstrong-goat-like selves and suddenly decide to change the storyline or just make everything I write turn to 💩, so nope, not my fault🤷🏻‍♀️😂 (PS: You know, the more I think about it, I actually just wanna snap and tell everyone and everything off too 🤷🏻‍♀️😂 Like, what a chill life 😉)

Hmm, True, I've seen it in AO3, but nowhere as commonly as back on fanfiction.net (aw, sometimes I really miss those days of Schilling through all fanfiction.net pages, but ao3 really is the easier/better site🙈)

😂😂 Ohh, apropo Rhea, I was wrong, I'd forgotten about Rhea in the Hunger Games AU, THAT one is awesome🙈😂

Yess, same, fingers crossed!!😁🙈

..."Powers"?🧐🤨

Ooooo-kay, I really didn't need THAT image in my head...ehww, all those bacteria on their tongues after that😰🙈🤢

Absolutely traumatizing, just half-imagining that makes me wanna go to therapy😅😂

Yes, yes, as long as MW are happy☺😊🤩💃🏻

Ehh, wasn't the film with Ewan the Illuminati one? I don't remember him in the Da Vinci code, but it's been a while, so maybe he WAS in both movies?🤔😅

No promises 😂😁🤷🏻‍♀️

Thaanks☺ You too! Nearly reached the weekened, too😉

XXX

What I like about the fics is how they can explore more things from the canon and thing that were ignored and some SW fics nailed shit. Things like, you know, characters having heart to heart conversation or monologues in their heads about how they don't get the behavior of the other xD God bless the fics ;D

I'm not a fan of the chosen one trope. He was interesting because he was chosen one, then he was the bad guy, just to end as the chosen one again. But still, first annoying kid, then annoying teen talking about sand and having super dumb lines and then a pissed off dude killing YOUNGLINGS! So, in a way he broke the trope but in the end he didn't xD But that was Vader. I can't really think about Anakin and Vader as an one xD Plus, well, I kind of felt the time was wasted on him, when we could just watch Obi-Wan staring at walls or something ;)

And dunno, i think I'm rarely fan of the main heroes of the stories, tehy are too predictable, I guess?

(before I forget, Poets Of The Fall released a new song, Chasing Echoes)

*sips tea*

Mhm. Tell that to Greenpeace when they when finally get my complaints about you.

This is what you say yourself before the sleep? D: Because they all EXIST IN YOUR HEAD. Without you, the HORRBILE angst would not exist! Ha! (Do it! Rao is my witness, thaty i wanted to do it after many SG eps or in some of my stories)

Yeah, I hold some sentiment over FF.net, it was my first fanfiction sire after all. It was annoying and posting was sometimes a pain in the ass, but still, good memories xD

LOL, you are right, she is nice there. How the reading that fic is going? :D

I can curse people and I am pals with a real life demon. Just saying.

IKR?! Who the fuck wrote it?!!! I know it was Chris, so the scene was hot just becasue he was in it, but stillllllllllllllllllllllll, poor boy, wonder how much he was traumatized after it.

My two fave hermits who deserve love, happiness, unicorns, dinosaurs, chocolates and reasons to come out of their cave and show their faces at least one time every month TT

Nope, it was Angels and Demons (or something like that).

WEEKEND!!!! AND EUROVISIOOOOOON NIGHT!!!!!!!!

Have a great time, hope everything is fine with you :)

[tennessoui]

kit ...... spare road trip au crumbs please ?

may I interest you in some head canons for roadtrip au? 🧐

after they return and they’re all in love and gross and forever mates about everything, both of them overcorrect to the point where they’re demonstrating unhinged behavior at totally new levels.

The roadtrip was just so much exposure of vulnerable obi-wan that neither of them actually really want him to leave the apartment again until the baby arrives, save for his appointments and all the times it’s necessary to leave the house. Their instincts hate this though. Anakin especially is inconsolable. Anakin also finds a job that allows him to work fully remote so he can be around Obi-Wan more than he already was.

They’re not going to physically bite/mate until after the baby comes because they’re both worried about obi-wan’s body trying to appease the new alpha by getting rid of the baby (similar theme was in “what’s mine is yours is ours”)

obi-wan tries to wake up early one morning and make them pancakes as a surprise (and to satisfy a craving) and while he‘a making a mess of the kitchen, anakin comes tearing out of the bedroom looking for him because he wasn’t there when he woke up!!!! He was worried!!!

(Obi-Wan eats the pancakes while Anakin glowers at him across the table and refuses to touch his plate because it’s HIS job to make food to satisfy obi-wan’s cravings and also the heart attack he had when he woke to No Obi-Wan really put him off his appetite 😡)

[akane171]

*Obi-Wan Kenobi voice* Oh, hello there! 😁

Yeah, sorry about the confusion😅🙈

As I like to tell LW: My memory's like Swiss cheese (Well, the kind with many many holes in any case😅) 😂🤷🏻‍♀️ 

All's good, it's actually interesting to know there's a version somewhere out there in which they are siblings🤔🧐😂

...And you call MY Version cruel, when I totally expected a HEA for them while you'd rather kill him off🤦🏻‍♀️😅 (PS: Lol, that kinda reminds me of what happened with Alina and the Darkling, tho in their case there isn't really a "true self" or sth🤔😅) But Ohhh, now that you've said that, it COULD go like that and then True Love's Kiss saves him 😍😱😍 

Ohh, yess, I wanna know more, if you remember more😱😍🙈 (Pleeaaasssee?) (RIP😖😞😔)

See? Exactly!😂😂

True true, plain romance is boring, either they gotta be angsty or hilarious or both to not be nauseating😅🙈

Hollywood is sleeping on a LOT of "smaller" actors, including Mel, Chris, the SPN boys and many more!🙈😖

Eh well, considering I'm currently struggling to find the time to even finish One-Shot and having more than one that needs uploading (this does not include half-assed drafts and ideas I haven't uploaded cause nobody cares if those sit around a while) makes me kinda anxious and stressed out to finish them, I doubt that's a good idea😅🙈

Haha, okidoki 🤗 And uhh, good question😅 I suppose we could just go with ReFail? (Watch me struggle with "nicknames" and be an anxious mess trying to figure sth all over again😉😂)🤔🤷🏻‍♀️ (Hey, you are waaay angstier than me😉😉😂😂)

Aw thanks, hope you did too and welcome back!😊😉

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Awwww, how i love that line. Along with the "look at the all fucks I don't give, Anakin, look at them, hehehehe" :P and hey! may the 4th be with you!

That's... tasty?

Now I'm interested too, becasue I'm not sure if i didn't confuse it with some other tale where there is a sister and her 7 brothers are turned into geese? ┐(￣～￣)┌

What can i say, my heart is dark. I read too much grim fantasy lately xD But awww, i didn't think about the true love kiss, point for you.

Erm, i think he was brainwashed and didn't remember Kara and was brainwashed to hmm, perfect, emotionless, obedient soldier? But the worst part, that was hmm, hinted? was that Rhea was into incest. ...

Or the best part of the story is where there is NO ROMANCE.

Agreed. But it seems Jensen got some nice job, Misha too, Jared is gloating in Walker, I guess? But damn, i miss them goofing around. It was always the best part of SPN xD

BTW, talking about Jensen - do you know his old show Dark Angel? Becaaaaaaaaaaaause, I have an AU for it toooooo. ...I'm still sad they cancelled the show. And even more sad tha a lot of fics from that universe is not finished TT

Don't stress, just drift with the flow? As much as I would be super happy to see more fics from you, I am a patient person, I can wait.

ReFail? That's INTRIGUING. So, LW and RF, sounds like a K-pop squad! :D

Do you know Desert Rose by Sting? Because I was wondering with my mind lately and thought it is a perfect song for a sexy karamel fanvid xD And maybe Paid in Full by Sonata Arctica for some angsty karamel fic xD

[dream-about-dancing]

#but anyway: no physical cheating but probably emotional infidelity as anakin falls in love with obi-wan but doesn’t notice#and a lot of pining but being brave about it obi-wan which could also turn into finding his rebound in the outer rim obiwan#which would then turn into seethingly jealous anakin#+ bonus points is that their cover is theyre newly weds#and obi-wan is like <3 you can touch me mister we have an open marriage <3#and this poor guy at the bar is being stared down by a vicious anakin and he’s like uh does your husband knkw that ????#but yeah here for pretty newly knighted obi-wan creating a situation where he gets to feel anakin touch him and kiss him on the cheek#and hold his hand and call him pet names#all the while being convinced that this is all he will ever get so he has to be satisfied with this#that the yearning will stop and he will find comfort in the memory of anakin’s arm around his shoulders once he’s left the order and obiwan#to be with his wife#also obi-wan gets wasted one night and someone asks how they met or when they fell in love#and obi-wan accidentally tells the drunken truth#not the cover story#and it makes anakin go 👀🧐#but then he gets too drunk and forgets it (via @tennessoui​)

brain will not let me sleep until I say

same age padawans au where they’ve been in a weird wired frenemies thing for ages but now that they’re both mature adults (all of 24/25 years old) they’re more friends than enemies….

And it’s Obi-Wan that Anakin tells when he’s decided he’s going to leave the Order, not anyone else. He has a wife. There was a pregnancy scare a few weeks ago and it made her want their relationship to stop being a secret so they could really have kids. He has to leave the Order. Doesn’t Obi-Wan understand?

Obi-Wan, who has been a little in love with Anakin since they were younglings, does not understand. Not one bit. Instead of wishing him well and helping him pack, he goes to the Council and requests a mission in the Outer Rim….perhaps a month long or more…perhaps undercover? No contact with anyone on Coruscant. And maybe they could assign Anakin Skywalker as his back up? He can help with the undercover aspect.

And at first, Anakin is pissed because he was planning to resign from the Order in the next few days, but Obi-Wan convinces him to go on this mission with him….one last mission as a Jedi. To say goodbye to the Jedi life.

Obviously, Obi-Wan sort of wants to go on one last mission with Anakin because in his dreams, he wants the mission to go so perfectly that Anakin stays with him the Order. But realistically, he mostly wants to go on this mission to say goodbye to Anakin and then let him go, soaking up all his warmth and light, memorizing every casual touch bestowed on him because he knows they’re ticking down to the last handful of seconds together.

But then obviously the mission works TOO well and Anakin falls in love with Obi-Wan but doesn’t admit to it even to himself before they’re on the ship about to head back to Coruscant and Anakin realizes he doesn’t want to leave this planet because he doesn’t want to leave Obi-Wan if it could always be like this so he crashes the ship during take off so they can stay longer because he’s 24 and doesn’t know how to handle the immensity of his love except through destruction