#enjoy and maybe rb?

[fandom-blackhole]

Rain

AN: Just a small-ish Obi-Wan x gn!Jedi!Reader thought thats been kinda haunting me for days that I finally decided to post. @obiknights you may like this :)

Summary: Reader stops to enjoy the weather while on a mission and forces Obi-Wan joins them. (Slightly angsty)

WC: 1.6k

Snow>>

Rain.....it was raining. 

You couldn't remember the last time you felt rain, since you smelled it. Coruscant's weather regulation kept the days a simple stable temperature year round. It was nice, it allowed for everyone of the city planet to not need to worry about things as simple as weather in their own chaotic lives, but now, now you couldn't help but pause as the first trickles of rain hit your face, running along the contours and leaving cool trails in their wake. 

It'd been a long day -long few years really- but in that moment, it was like your life let out a sigh, let itself relax for a moment and let all your worries wash away with the opening of the sky. In that moment all that mattered was the feeling of tiny droplets falling and wetting your exposed skin as you paused and lifted your face to the sky. 

You'd always liked the rain. For some reason when it rained life itself seemed to become quiet, the force around you always turning to peace, to serenity. You suppose the comfort may come from the fact that your home planet, or what little you remembered of it, had frequent seasons of storms and rains with large strikes of lightning and booms of thunder that you remembered scared you away to your parents' bed as a child. Even as a padawan, on missions with your master you always found yourself slowing to watch the rain, to enjoy the sight you so rarely got to indulge, an action your master was none too fond of but could never change. Of course with the war things changed, you didn't have time or the luxury to pause for the little things anymore, though you should be thankful that the council rarely sent you to planets that rained a lot allowing you to avoid your weakness towards the weather, but now as you felt your robes slowly soak in the wet droplets, and as they started to fall faster you realized just how much you have missed this, how it felt to have any semblance of peace, to have your mind and the force to just be quiet.

You soaked it in, enjoyed the feeling and let it take over all of you. You let the quiet feeling of the force wrap around you, blanketing you in the feeling. You suppose you allowed yourself to get too caught up in the feeling, but it was simply too addictive of a feeling to allow it to slip through your fingers, to not stop and allow it to be felt. 

You suppose all of this only transpired in a matter of moments, but to you it felt like slow motion as the stress of the war washed away in the music of the patter of raindrops falling upon the ground, but you suppose it was only a matter of time before you had to be pulled to the present once more, back to reality and back to the loud stressor of your everyday life where the force buzzed with anxious energy and wrapped you in a way that felt more like chains as the days passed. But what pulled you back was more of a warmth flickering in the force coming from a certain direction, a certain person.

"What in the name of the force are you doing, my friend?"

Opening your eyes at the amused, accented voice, you met the eyes of your mission partner, Master Obi-Wan Kenobi. The cerulean depths lit with amusement and curiosity.

"I am simply enjoying the weather," you replied, knowing full well that it was an answer that wouldn't satiate his curiosity, and you found yourself correct when he simply chuckled at your answer and shook his head. You watched him take a few steps closer to you, taking in the way he had wrapped himself in one of his long brown robes, hood pulled over his head in an attempt to stay as dry as possible in direct opposition to your own soaked state.

"This is not the weather most people would stop to enjoy."

You hummed and closed your eyes once more as you again tilted your head skyward. "For as long as we have known each other, Obi, when have I ever been like most people."

You heard a thoughtful hum of his own, and another burst of warmth from him through the force, you would say it was his affection slipping through, but you didn't want your heart to hope for the possibility, instead focusing on the sound of his voice. "Well never I suppose. I shouldn't be surprised that you still find ways to surprise me even after knowing you so well and for so long."

You smile at his words, knowing that if anyone in the galaxy knew you it was him, friends since the beginning of your journeys as jedi. A bond forming between the two of you that you hoped in your heart would never be broken, not knowing how you would survive without his light near you.

Both of you let the quiet weave itself between you, Obi-Wan not leaving even as his hood soaked with rain, staying by your side studying the peace that surrounded you. You yourself breath in the petrichor, grounding yourself before letting your eyes drift oppen and trail to Obi-Wan's once more.

Slowly, you lift your hands, pausing at his hood. He didn't stop you, but you didn't proceed either.

"Do you trust me?"

Obi-Wan takes a moment, his blue eyes dancing between your own as he smiles softly. 

"Darling, you are the one person in the galaxy I trust most." 

The warmth from before swells again, wamre this time, like standing before a burning hearth the one that holds the comfort of home. Your own affection swirls within your chest as you slip the hood from his head, his hair already damp from where his hood had already soaked through now wetting quickly with the falling rain. Unconsciously, you swipe a trail falling down his cheek, before letting your hands fall away.

"Just… stop…Let yourself feel. Let the rain wash everything away, if just for a moment. Let yourself enjoy the peace, the serenity that pauses when the rain falls."

Obi-Wan watches you as you speak, eyes flitting around your face before following your previous actions, slowly tilting his head up. You didn't need the force now to see the small points of relaxation across his body, his shoulders falling slightly, the subtle rise and fall of a deep breath, the ever present crease between his brows fading.

Tilting your head, you let your thoughts linger on the fact that at that moment he looks his age, the stress that usually ages him beyond his years falling away. You want nothing more than to reach out to him, but you still your hands and instead allow the soft smile on your face to grow wider.

"Do you feel it? How perfect it is?"

Obi-Wan opens his eyes, letting his eyes connect with your own as the warmth circling between the two of you turns to a burning blaze as he whispers, eyes still locked with your own, "Yes…yes, it is."

The rain then starts falling faster, the air around you becoming a haze. Now the two of both truly soaked through, but uncaring as you both watched the other, the heat flowing through the force and into your veins keeping the chill of the rain at bay. Your heart aches in the way you only let it in times of peace, only when he is around, your closest friend, the one person your heart and soul calls for, your Obi-Wan. 

This time it's him who reaches out, his eyes following the path of his fingers as they wipe away the droplets forming along your jawline, as you close your own in favor of leaving into his burning touch as your breath stutters from your parted lips. You don't open your eyes, only tilt your head towards his own consumed once more by a feeling and a touch, but now his. He whispers your name, the soft breath of it falling on your lips as his his distance lessens, his nose brushing against your own as the force wraps the two of you in a bubble of warmth and safety, no longer wrapping between the two of you as individuals, but together as a bond leaving you yearning softly, leaving you absorbed completely in the moment, in him.

It isn't until his lips just barely brush your own, not a kiss, just a slight touch from your proximity, that you pull back to the present, your senses coming back to you once more as you force yourself to pull away. Putting distance between the two of you once more with a shuddering breath, as your thoughts turn to both of your positions, the code, your standings as Jedi, just how forbidden your affections are.

Opening your eyes to look at Obi-Wan with a soft sadness, forcing a smile when you lock eyes.

"We mustn't linger….there are things we still have to do before we leave this planet," you say as you watch Obi-Wan push his own forced smile and nod.

"Yes, much to do, and never enough time to do it," he replies to you, turning to lead the way once more as you follow a few paces behind.

Rain, you loved for the peace and serenity it brought you, but now feeling the burning warmth in the force leave you, you found yourself loathing it for how easily it allowed your walls to be thrown down.

Snow>>

[cherry-bomb-ships]

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[bunnyboy-juice]

⛓️🖤 little bratty bunny 🖤⛓️

[betweenlands]

it's almost our birthday. for this occasion please watch our favorite 100 days video that we have ever watched. ignore the clickbait thumbnail and get ready for a Vibe

warnings:

loud heartbeat noises at times, often accompanied by red pulsing effects

audio balancing is somewhat scuffed at times

has that mod where the spiders are extra skittery (but are still Cube)

[hanniedream]

pple who make fic recs lists without actually reblogging the fics on said lists are my #1 enemy btw.

[margaritaville]

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Our Flag Means Death (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Blackbeard | Edward Teach/Stede Bonnet Characters: Stede Bonnet, Blackbeard | Edward Teach Additional Tags: Daddy Kink, Rough Sex, Kink Exploration, Felching, Bottom Blackbeard | Edward Teach, Top Stede Bonnet, we all know why i wrote this Summary:

If he’s honest, Zaddy is just the sexy tip of the sexy iceberg. An iceberg shaped like a dick, or like… Ed doesn’t know, what else is sexy… Stede chopping a log with an axe. All sweaty (icebergs are wet) and bulging (icebergs… bulge out of the water) and red (maybe he’s losing the plot, here). All this to say, maybe he was joking at first, but it has become dire straits. He’s choking back words, he’s mumbling and stuttering and tripping over sentences. Stede has yet to say anything about it; maybe he thinks this is just a cute quirk of Ed’s that he had yet to notice. 

heaha..... heeyyy..... this is a fic i wrote 🩷 i love you 🩷 

[zeb-eb-beb]

got a new outfit recently, what do yall think?

[the-al-pals]

Cal always makes food for the holidays—and by god did he deliver!

After what can only presumed to be hours of cooking, he’s got a rather extensive feast set up for whoever might be interested to enjoy. Don’t worry; there’s enough for everyone.

Let’s have a look-see at what he’s made, shall we?

New Orleans Gumbo, Chicken Pasta, Red Beans and Rice, Shrimp and Grits, Jambalaya, Smothered Chicken, Louisiana Deviled Crab Cakes, Smothered Cabbage and Potatoes, Cajun-Style Fried Deviled Eggs, a spicy dipping sauce, Corn Maque Choux, Boudin Balls, Dirty Rice, Black-Eyed Peas, Potato Salad, Oven Roasted Sweet Potato Wedges, and even some Pineapple and Coconut Cake for dessert (despite his sugar allergy)!

"Bon appetit!"

[deuynndoodles]

[id: a colored, digital drawing of vio and shadow from four swords (adventures). shadow has his arm around vio, grinning wide. vio looks back with a subdued smile, holding a book in their hand. in the background, there are cracks in a shattered mirror. end id]

cover for my vio + shadow playlist :]

[keeps-ache]

buttered noodles 💫💛🍜

[stylezxsilvermoon]

okay yeah ! so i think i am gonna do a xmas theme, also i feel like this "promo" for cool kids / i'm faded is me trying toooooooo hard

(big rant under the cut)

, idk i just get very frustrated at these things so i think im just gonna go back to posting when i wanna, like being so real its always been my dream to be a big account and share with my readers, and at my CORE i still wanna be that but the issue is i dont know WHERE to start, and its not like im a new writer i've been writing since i was like 15 (what i'd consider the writing i like) and im just so ????!! about it, like i feel so physically incapable of being a fandom writer like i can't explain it its everything i want but everytime i work towards it i just self implode and stop posting / stop writing, like i still wanna write OBVIOUSLY but the pressure of wanting to "make it big" destroys me like everytime idek? and it seems so easy when i think about it but then when i do it its like LOL NOPE idc idc how much effort you put in. and yes it could be the fact i've never posted a complete fic so there's really nothing for people to know me for, i just feel like people get "suprised" i write on here LIKE YEAH, i post like insanely haphazardly but yeah i do!! and it feels so preformative and ugh.

also i've struggled for a long time on what i wanna do with this account, i wanna speak up about things which includes RB'ing a shit ton, but ive always had an unhealthy imbalance of what i wanna do on here, i wanna be a writing account but what abt the stuff i wanna bring to light by RB'ing, and yes i have other side accounts but they're all for fun, i dont wanna seperate my intrests because they all belong here, just like i do, its kinda my home atp. i feel like i'm one of those people who you dont miss on dash because i rarely curate my own posts and just silently reblog so ig its kinda my fault. idk, the more ive been thinking i feel like the "big fandom writer" thing isn't gonna be for me, and then AT THE SAME TIME i feel like im shooting myself in the foot everytime i complain and wanna pick up the fight again, but idk ive been whining abt it since i was like 15 and im oh so tired with everything going on in the world so i'm just gonna write my fics.

i feel like i write so diff from everyone else, like when i post something i want it to convey something in you, i want you to feel moved and feel appreciated and loved and happy reading something i make, and i dont even know if my writing is built to do that and i may be just dicksucking myself. idek. i dont wanna post for just notes i wanna talk about what i write with other people and for people to ask me why i chose what i did and why i wrote my stories and how it made them feel or what they like about it, and i just feel like im pandering to an audience that doesn't exist everytime i idek, write author's notes, ask for feedback, talk to people about what they like, i've always taken myself way too seriously and i just feel like modern fandom is so. so.

like i grew up reading 2010's fanfics and thats the kinda vibe i like creating, like 2012 chronically online wattpad stories, with long chapters and chatty authors and a bunch of funny comments, i just idk.

[rosicheeks]

😇

[beanmochiii]

my all powerful depressed 13 year old

[digital-affections]

going through one of my 'not thinking as much about selfship' periods as I am known to do but now ive broken up for the holidays and have free time its only a matter of time before i start Posting about men...

[traaumaa]

i feel like a complete loser i see u guys posting about your lives and it's nice but then i'm reminded that this blog is really the only human connection i have outside of the rare times i go out for errands

[rainingincale]

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