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[jedibongrip]

hey :)) could u post your obikin fic recs if you haven't already and if you have any favs

omg i HAVENT made a real fic rec list (though i do have a general fic rec tag, mostly for fics i reblog) so here are some!!

im absolutely obsessed with everything that @tennessoui writes. some of my favs are KUWSK, fish hook open eye, all my roads lead back to you and you be the tightrope (i just love when obiwan gets to be a Bitch)

similarly, i think that @kyberkenobi is a genius and we should all say thank u to her for pioneering the bp obikin genre. like what i like and straight to ya dome like were also particularly inspired

@rexismycopilot's whole 50 shades series is so good i love it

exotic pet by @marquesgillette is also a fav of mine. not to mention THE MODERN CLASSIC the cruelest love in the world !!!!

the conceal me what i am verse by @himboskywalker is like. FOUNDATIONAL reading if ur into a/b/o me thinks

DDNE i lost my mind over the love you want and morning dew shower from the @anakinfest

cannot forget @amadwinter's fic won't stop to surrender (based on some tweets i made !!!!!!)

i love Entropy and the kinda follow-up playdate !!! BIG DDNE warning tho

ALSO WHICH CAME FIRST !!! FOR ONCE IVE SEEN THE APPEAL OF EGGS

and its a wip rn cuz its being translated into english but spirit and bone by sputnikan is shaping up to be painfully good !!!!

these are not all my fav fics, just the ones i can think of rn. the star wars fandom in general but ESPECIALLY the obikin fandom is full of such talented writers (and artists!!) that theres really no shortage of great fics no matter what ur preference is

[chewingsand420]

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[rachelslangs]

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Tha only time I did acid is when Gooch an @aseriousdan said I should take it before jury duty cuz then I could say I was legally insane an they wouldn't pick me so I said I'd take half a tab an those jokers gave me 1 half an put the other six in my Monster so by tha time I got there I wuz tripping like shit. I maintained and answered all the questions perfectly, got selected to the fuckin jury how I don't even fuggin know. Basically it did tha opposite an u spent tha next two weeks at a trial for a dude who crashed his car into another dudes fence smh 😡😡😡 😂 #🍄 #gas #ganjagirls #ganja #slabs #bongrips #kush #smokingweed #weshouldsmoke #sesh #dankmemes #instaweed #⛽️ #shatter #bluntblowin #vape #710 #710society #cannabiscommunity #munchies #blazed #girlswhosmoke #girlswhosmokeweed #ogkush #holidaze #howhigh #highaf

[jedibongrip]

anakin insists on obi-wan fucking him while he's on his period

obiwan after anakin makes him go down on him:

but yeah, anakin would be sooo obsessed with knowing and seeing that he's wanted and desired when he's on his period. he thinks its romantic to see obiwan covered in his blood, making his fingers sticky, blood in his teeth, and he's still moaning and kissing and fucking anakin. maybe he even looks forward to his periods, cuz its doubtful obiwan would ever get into knifeplay to achieve the bloodplay that anakin finds so erotic.

also, he 100% turns into a little bitch boy when he gets cramps so. the fucking to relieve them is a bonus

[jedibongrip]

Do you like nyanakin? Asking bc was thinking about submitting a prompt with nyanakin if you do enjoy him kitty :3

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[jedibongrip]

absolutely no idea if this is your thing or not but bp!anakin+tentacles? obi-wan can be involved in whatever way you see fit 😌

ANON I NEVER FORGOT ABOUT YOU!!!

title: improper methods of scientific inquiry ship: anakin/Obi-Wanrating: E 2.7k tags: dubcon, tentacles, bp!anakin

summary:Anakin stumbes upon a new and interesting species while bathing. Obi-Wan is a scientist at heart. For day 2 of monsterfucker march: plant monsters and tentacles!

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fic below the cut

Anakin wasn’t one to mind a bit of dirt and grime, but for once, even he was excited for a good scrub. He could only imagine how Obi-Wan felt. Though, his many grimaces as they waded through knee-deep mud and large sweat stains appeared on their robes made it clear enough what he thought about their hygiene. The planet they were on was tropical, humid, and so much damper than Anakin was used to. Everything they came into contact with seemed to ooze something - sap, toxins, drinkable water. Their robes were likely stained beyond repair and Anakin’s master would sooner burn them when they returned to Coruscant.

All the layers of sweat and dirt would just make slipping into the cool river seem all the better, in Anakin’s opinion. After many long hours setting up their new camp, categorizing and stabilizing the specimens they collected, Obi-Wan had finally grown tired of Anakin’s tired complaining and sent him off to bathe.

The water was cool, but not cold. It ran just quick enough to form ripples on the surface, obscuring all that lay beyond the bright indigo flow. Anakin even found a perfect little nook in the bank with rocks he could sit on while keeping his shoulders and head out of the water. Whenever Obi-Wan pulled himself away from whatever worms or moss he was pouring over, he was going to be so pleased with the little restful space Anakin found.

Shedding his clothes with more fervour than ever before, Anakin made a half-hearted attempt to rinse them out and scrub some of the more uncomfortable stains out. He left his soaked robes on a sunny rock, though with the humidity he knew they might not dry all the way through. No matter, Anakin thought. Obi-Wan was likely to want to wash Anakin’s clothes again with his own when he joined him, and they could finish drying them by the fire that night.

Anakin reached over the river banks to grab his toiletry bag. He rifled around in it, grabbing a bar of soap. He scrubbed vigorously, wanting to wash off all the muck that had accumulated over his and Obi-Wan’s two-day hike into the wilderness, but he also wanted to get the cleaning over with. Then he would be free to chill out and relax until Obi-Wan joined him. His master was sure to be more efficient with his cleaning and then they’d be off to something more productive than lounging in the world’s most comfortable river. After nearly drowning himself trying to raise his foot high enough to wash it, slipping on his stone seat in the process, Anakin chucked the bar of soap back into his bag. He could wash his hair later after Obi-Wan joined him. Then he wouldn’t get accused of lollygagging this entire time.

Anakin sighed and slumped further into the lapping water, letting it tickle his Adam's apple. The currents actually tickled him on his legs too, around his ankles, then calves, behind his knees and his thighs and-

Anakin’s eyes shot open from where they’d fluttered shut, as tickles turned to insistent pressure. Anakin jerked forward, or he tried to shoot up, flailing as slimy strength kept his legs pinned to the rocks. His hands thrust into the water, and he frantically grabbed at what had grabbed him. It felt like roots or a stem. Smooth and slick but it pulsated with each movement. When Anakin jerked his hand away and out of the water, feeling it making a snap for his wrists, his fingers were covered in slippery mucus.

He tried to kick his legs and the thing just held tighter, wrenching his legs further apart. He tried to turn to claw at the river banks, and the tendrils wrapped around his hips, keeping him firmly in place. Anakin huffed and blustered. He had washed his undergarments with his robes; if he craned his neck he could see them, drying in the sun. He felt exposed and embarrassed. He wasn't scared though. He sensed no ill will from… whatever this was. He thought maybe it was a plant. And though he couldn’t see his master, he was only a few dozen feet away. If he yelled, Obi-Wan would come for him. (And surely scold him, after hauling his naked ass out of the river.)

Anakin jolted as the tendrils danced around his skin, seemingly feeling adventurous now that he stopped flailing as strongly. The smooth surface wiggled as it undulated across and around his legs. Some of the tentacles felt thin as a pencil, while others felt thick and sturdy. The way they tightened and then released, it almost felt like a massage. The sensation made his muscles quiver and then relax, and he found himself relaxing, tipping his head back against the bank. Whatever this thing was, it wasn’t so bad. He sighed and let out a little laugh. As the tentacles moved up his legs, they touched ticklish spots on his thighs, the crease where they met his hips and-

Anakin gasped when a tendril slid across his cunt, dragging across his clit. The smooth texture seemed to pulse as it touched his warmth and his legs were pulled further as it wriggled across him. He tried to wiggle out of its hold, but it only wrapped around him tighter, pulling him down a few inches. Anakin strained to keep his chin above water as the tendrils explored more of him. They tickled his stomach and belly button, reached up to brush his nipples and ran across the smooth scars under his pectoral. They almost seemed to scurry back down when they almost brushed the water’s surface. Anakin would have found it funny, maybe even a little cute, if he didn’t feel more and more tendrils working their way up his legs, holding him even more firmly in place.

He swallowed as a thicker tentacle prodded his cunt with more interest, curling and unwinding, spreading his lips and rubbing against his opening. Anakin stopped struggling, biting his lip as he felt a moan bubble inside his chest. The tentacle was gentle but firm, it felt about three fingers wide. Having felt that Anakin had stopped moving, the hold on his relaxed, and they wriggled almost excitedly. Maybe… maybe seeing what would happen wouldn’t be the worst thing in the world.

He glanced over his shoulder, trying to peer over the river bank to see if Obi-Wan was still preoccupied. He couldn’t see or hear him coming closer so he canted his hips, trying to direct this semi-sentient creature toward where he was growing slick and needy. Whether the tentacle actually knew where to go or whether it just stumbled upon it by chance, Anakin couldn’t tell and didn’t care. He let out a low groan as the blunt, round tip prodded his hole, twisting and squirming until it popped inside. It was broader than Anakin was used to starting with and it made his hole ache as it pushed further. But living in water made its surface slick and slimy, leaving little friction to burn as it moved. Once Anakin took a few deep breaths, relaxed further, and grew accustomed to it, it felt nice. It moved organically, random in its twists and jerks and thrusts. It was more exciting than any of the toys he kept hidden away in the Temple. Anakin gasped and laughed as the tentacle fumbled around, as it drew out and pushed back in, and other tendrils tightened on his hips - not quite like hands but equally as good. He couldn’t anticipate the next move; each zing of pleasure was a surprise.

Graceful but sure footsteps made him widen his eyes and try to sit up.

“You found us a lovely spot, Anakin,” Obi-Wan said. Anakin couldn’t twist to see him fully, but his master’s tone was appreciative. “How’s the water?”

“It’s-” Anakin swallowed and cleared his throat, as the vine twisted itself thicker and thrusted. “It’s good.”

Obi-Wan hummed. Anakin heard clothes rustling as he disrobed, then the soft splash as he stepped into the water and sat a short distance from Anakin. The Jedi, though they wore many layers, were not shy about their bodies; Anakin was certain that Obi-Wan was just as nude as he was, though his body was hidden amongst the rippling tide. What would he say if these tendrils were attracted to his master as well?

“You look flushed, Padawan,” Obi-Wan said, frowning slightly. “Did you want more privacy?”

Anakin shook his head. If he asked Obi-Wan to leave then he would have to explain why. Maybe not now, but later around the campfire. Plus, Anakin felt some of the thinner tendrils prodding at his hole as well, trying to work their way in, stretching him even further. As mortifying as it would be to ask for help, he might need it, should anymore try. “No, no, I’m fine. You can stay.”

Obi-Wan nodded softly but relaxed against the natural rock bench. He reached around to his toiletry bag and extracted a small bar of soap and began his ablutions. The light suds and bubbles further obstructed Obi-Wan's view of what was happening under the water as they floated past Anakin.

Anakin shifted and shuddered as he squeezed and his body was further explored. It felt like the tentacles were making their way… deeper. Like they unlocked something inside him, had worked him open, were plundering a place he’d never reached before. A place he hadn't let anyone else reach either. He couldn't hear it over the sound of the river, of his master scrubbing his skin beside him, but Anakin could feel the squelching, the obscene sounds that his cunt made as it was stretched and used. Anakin let out a whine as the largest tendril inside him curled so deliciously, brushing up against all the perfect spots inside him.

“Anakin?” Obi-Wan asked. Anakin pried his eyes open to look at his master’s questioning expression - his furrowed eyebrows and slightly pursed lips. “Are you sure you’re quite alright?”

Anakin tried to nod but let out a gasp as the tentacles surged upward, bumping against his walls almost painfully, knocking the breath out of him. His already red cheeks deepened as his eyelids fluttered.

“… Anakin?”

“Don’t be mad,” Anakin moaned. He spied Obi-Wan from under his eyelashes, watching as his expression went from concern to suspicion. “There’s… there’s something in the water.”

Obi-Wan’s eyebrows shot up. “What?”

“It’s not dangerous!” Anakin whined, even as he was subject to more erratic movement. “I think- oh! I think it’s a plant?”

“And what’s going on with this plant?” Obi-Wan asked. Anakin bit his lip. “Padawan! Tell me, now!”

“It’s inside me,” Anakin whispered. His whole body shuddered as the thin tips of the tendrils flicked and curled gently inside him, feeling almost like an apology for the batter-ram behaviour of the largest.

“Inside? What do you… oh,” Obi-Wan sputtered, cheeks growing red as his eyes flickered to the water’s surface then up Anakin’s pinkened chest and face. “Oh…”

Anakin swallowed. “Yeah.”

“Is it… is it hurting you?”

Anakin almost laughed. He would be sore tomorrow, and some of the movements weren’t exactly good. But these exotic sensations were so good even as they made him whine and made tears prickle at the corners of his eyes.

“No,” Anakin sighed. “No, Master, it’s… fine.”

Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “Do you want me to remove them?” Anakin shook his head. “Alright, do you want me to… leave you be?”

Anakin shook his head before he even thought about it. “Stay, please.”

Obi-Wan’s expression shifted from concerned and confused to something new and yearning. Something curious and hungry. Anakin had seen part of this look before, in recent months when they’d sparred, when they bathed together in springs and rivers, not unlike the one they were currently in, when Obi-Wan tucked Anakin’s braid behind his ear, almost pained, almost reverent. And the other part of his expression… was similar to how he looked when he found a new bug species, when he watched as some wild beast roamed the wilderness, when he watched some strange bacteria under a microscope, living, breeding, and dying all within the same hour. Despite claiming to have little knowledge of the living force, Anakin’s master so loved all the living things around him and wanted to watch, care for, and understand them.

His Master wanted to understand the things that were inside Anakin, the things that were making him gasp and whine openly now that he didn’t have to hide it.

“Let me feel,” Obi-Wan whispered and Anakin whined out a yes. He slid closer to Anakin and gently ran his hand - so wide and rough and gentle - down Anakin’s stomach, fingers twitching as they brushed over tendrils, as they carded through Anakin’s pubic hair until they reached where Anakin was spread wide around the tentacle fucking into him. Tracing Anakin’s flushed lips, he swore. “Fuck, Anakin.”

Obi-Wan’s thick finger pressed against Anakin’s hole, making him whine in discomfort as his body tried to let more in. But his master was kind and retreated, bringing his fingers to Anakin’s clit and rubbing soothing circles. Pleasure made Anakin’s hips twitch, even as they were locked in place.

“How remarkable,” Obi-Wan murmured, as a thin tendril reached up to wrap around his wrist, squeezing for a moment before unwinding. He pressed harder against Anakin’s clit, moaning as Anakin twitched and buried his head into Obi-Wan’s shoulder.

“Do that again,” Anakin begged, praying that Obi-Wan would listen and that the tentacles would follow suit. So far they seemed content to thrust in tandem with Anakin’s clenching, to twist as Anakin bore down, to push deeper every time Anakin just barely got used to their depth and girth. Mercifully, Obi-Wan obliged, mouthing against Anakin’s temple as he swirled his fingers. Anakin reached down to hold Obi-Wan’s wrist, keeping comfort and pressure as he moaned and convulsed, finally getting the sweet release of an orgasm, stuck between the smooth surface of the plant and the rough skin of his master.

For a brief moment, the plants seemed to still before they too shuddered, almost in ecstasy. Anakin let out a whine as they began to move against his sensitive walls.

“What is it?” Obi-Wan asked. Anakin glanced up and saw his wide pupils and flushed cheeks. He was sure that if he reached down into the water, he’d find his master hard and wanting. But his tone was full of that scientific curiosity that Anakin loved and loathed in equal parts. “What are they doing?”

“They’re-” Anakin swallowed, and furrowed his eyebrows. What were they doing? He tried to focus through the pulses of pleasure and the sweet ache of overstretching. They were… knotting themselves? Twisting? “I think they’re… bulging?”

Obi-Wan inhaled sharply. He reached down, petting Anakin’s puffy cunt and brushing against the tendrils. He hummed.

“I think you’re right, Padawan.” He looked down into the pellucid waves. “You know, I could… remove them, if you wished.” Removing most likely meant cutting through them, hauling Anakin out of the stream like a baby tooka that fell into a bathtub, before whatever the tentacles were attached to tried to fight back. Anakin sighed. It would be nice to stretch out on the bedrolls that Obi-Wan no doubt set up, to take a quick nap in the afternoon heat. Obi-Wan cleared his throat. “Or…”

“Or?” Anakin repeated, trying to be teasing, but sounding stupidly hopeful.

“We could… see what it does next. Purely out of scientific inquiry, of course.”

“Of course,” Anakin repeated, sounding breathless even to his own ears. He felt his pussy stretch as a bulge seemed to pass through a tentacle, moving up, up, up, until it had to squeeze through Anakin’s overfucked opening. He moaned when it popped in. Obi-Wan, still petting his cunt, must have felt it too. “Well… we are here on a scientific mission.” He swallowed as he felt more churning inside him. “We can’t abandon our mission.”

Obi-Wan mouthed against his temple again. Maybe by the time his curiosity was sated, he’d be ready to kiss him on the lips. “You’re absolutely right, padawan mine. We’ll just have to remember to write our findings later.”

Anakin almost giggled. He’d even let his master take pictures later if he wanted. So long as no one else ever saw them.

[jedibongrip]

Not enough pussy/omega Vader in existence imo. If that guy got eaten out now and then he’d be less insane I think.

i think he'd be more insane if he could have multiple orgasms and had someone willing to give them to him

[jedibongrip]

Obi-Wan soul coin.

Got these silly cookies and when I saw the dark token of Obi-Wans misery (the beard makes him look like a big time frowner) it reminded me of ur blog. Maybe you will enjoy it too (I laughed way too long at it. And again at another cookie today too).

Babe are you okay? You haven't even touched your Agonizing in Self-Imposed Banishment Old Man Ben Kenobi cookie...

[jedibongrip]

Obi-Wan who likes eating pussy so much he doesn’t stop till Anakin trembles and begs for mercy thanks that’s all

anakin's so stubborn, he's drooling and stupid and crying before he admits that he's overstimulated and needs a break or wants obiwan to finally fuck him, but maybe just nice and slowly for a few minutes.

he'd need obiwan to carry him around the next day cuz the beard burn on his thighs is just murder

[jedibongrip]

hello i just re-read your snippet for a little mind break never hurt anybody and i am losing my goddamn mind do you have any more thoughts to share in this verse?

the mind break in question

💀 ngl the mindbreak fic is, and has been, in (pre)development hell FOR A WHILE lol. i think of it often but have not made a lot of progress on it.

in terms of THOUGHTS THO:

anakin loses both his legs on mustafar, and lost an arm to dooku, but i think im gonna leave his remaining arm in tact. for Reasons

the reason(s) is (are): i want to give him jewelry that act as a force suppressant cuz obiwan is terrified anakin is gonna feel deception in the force

in a similar vein as 'obiwan shapes anakin into a whore by lying about their past 'relationship'': obiwan 100% somno anakin, FREQUENTLY, in part cuz.... he loves being able to fuck anakin while he's all relax and loose and he makes such cute sounds as he sleeps, especially the first thrust in, and obiwan always makes sure anakin is well-fucked so there's never too much resistance.... and anakin likes it too, he genuinely loves waking up and realizing obiwan is fucking him and probably has been for at least a few minutes. but obiwan also somnos anakin to like, idk, use some alpha pheromone bullshit to try and keep anakin more calm and docile throughout the day

(i think. i wanna try to get across that obiwan actually Likes it when anakin gets snarky and argues back. he doesnt want anakin to be some door mat or some super submissive little trophy spouse. he hates it when he realizes he's overdone it, that anakin is just so dazed and floaty that he isnt HIMSELF. but, for the greater good of the universe, obiwan will have to turn his boy into a submissive cock slut with a breeding kink 😔 god gives his toughest battles to his most horny and repressed soliders)

i got ideas bouncing around about them going on a lil vacay/honeymoon or smth and fucking in a natural hot spring. is this recommended irl? no, due to UTI, BV, and brain-eating amoeba reasons. do i want obiwan and anakin to have an exhibitionist kink tho? yes.

idk maybe ill add in some oral knotting. well see what happens

if anakin is LUCKY.... i'll let him peg obiwan.

a minor point i wanna hit is like. anakin wants them to buy a cool and fast speeder and is sooooo fucking mad when he realizes he CANT cuz whatever vehicle they get needs enough space for their kids and it needs to have a good safety rating and all the speeders he wants are to expensive and obiwan will never agree. evil and darkness brought on cuz he isnt allowed to space tokyo drift

[jedibongrip]

anicow getting motorboated 🫠

jiggle them too much and milk is spurting everywhere. so heavy that they can knock ya out when they swang. anicow is moaning and crying and coming.

he tries to repay the favour to obiwan later and nearly stabs him with his lil pointy horns. now hes crying for a different reason

[jedibongrip]

Fucking groomers obikin shippers kys

do u need a hug? it seems like maybe u need a hug and some sleepy time tea if this is what you're getting worked up about

[jedibongrip]

hi. I love your tag on my post.what are your thoughts on my faves Aayla Secura and Barriss Offee. thank you

i think they should kiss. with tongue

[jedibongrip]

PLEASE deaged alpha obi-wan, you already have me FROTHING AT THE MOUTH

BITCH U AND ME BOTH!!!!

deaged alpha obi-wan who's all cute and smooth faced and still has some baby fat on his cheeks (if we really want to push some boundaries [or... my boundaries lmao] he's like 18, to anakin's... let's say 23 - 25). and anakin is like 🥺👉👈 aww my alpha as a baby... baby master.... and he expects him to be all poised and awkward (and not that he's THINKING about fucking him (he's thinking about fucking him) but he ASSUMES that this obi-wan would be kinda shy... maybe more unsure... less experienced...)

and then he realizes that his master was a WHORE as a teenager. and this deaged alpha, who doesn't remember anakin as a child or a teen so has no problems seeing anakin exclusively as a beautiful, sexually willing adult (instead of a wonderful and hard to parse mix of memories and responsibilities and hardships and love), is a freak in the sheets. sooo much rougher than obi-wan is at his real age, apparently is really into degradation? (turns out anakin is into it too), keeps telling anakin that he always wanted to sleep with someone older than him (to which anakin is like >:( YOU'RE 16 YEARS OLDER THAN ME!!! and obi-wan is like hmm, guess we're both cradle robbers then)

anyway when obi-wan gets re-aged and can remember everything he's mortified and so apologetic that anakin had to met him at his bitchiest but anakin is kinda like *thinking about how he got fucked at least 3 times a day, every day* 🥺👉👈 well... it wasnt all bad

[jedibongrip]

PLEASE PLEASE PLEAS E FACE TO FACE THE BUILDUP HAS BEEN INSANE YOUVE WRITTEN THE TENSION SO WELL EVEN W THE EMOTIONAL RELIEF FROM LAST CHAPTER I WANT THAT PHYSICAL PAYOFF TOO I WANT THEM TO FUCK NASTY AND HAVE TO LOOK AT EACH OTHER WHILE LISTENING TO THE WET INTIMATE SOUNDS OF THEIR BODIES MEETING OVER AND OVER. thank you i love your work

✍️😳

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