#ewan mgregor

[star-wars-forever]

Vivien Lyra Blair with Ewan McGregor and Mark Hamill @ Fan Expo San Franciso

[thediaryofcrowmartin]

Has anyone made this yet??

[1deadpool26]

This amazing best stuff I've read in a while

Collision

A/N: Sooooo a month ago, I would NOT have predicted I would be writing the most involved smut I’ve ever written about Obi-Wan Kenobi, despite the many wips I have demanding attention, but alas, here we are. I’d like to thank @beskars​ for rolling past my dash and whipping me out of any control or prior plans I have with their amazing fics that inspired me. This one is especially inspired by this blurb by @beskars​ which just absolutely rocked my shit. (Seriously, though, go read everything they write, they’re so talented)

Also, I’m so nervous, as I avoid writing Star Wars for a Reason, alright? But here we go regardless!

Also, if this gif belongs to you, please tell me so I can give you credit. The source wasn’t trackable from where I found this. 

Pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi x Force sensitive! reader (no Y/N)

Warnings:  SMUT!!! Trust kink, Hair pulling, Oversensitivity kink, Hand kink, Voice kink (if that’s a thing? I know it is in the Obi-Wan fandom, at least), soft dom! Obi-Wan, Too many feelings for porn anywayyyyy

Without anything else: 

His Force signature is completely unlike any other you’d encountered. Sure, each was unique, but there was something about the unshakable, blooming light that surrounded his very being. It was singular. Inimitable. 

Which made these moments all the more difficult. As if your fingers being too small and smooth couldn’t make you feel his absence enough, the lack of his energy filling every corner of the room left a deafening emptiness. 

So all you had was the memory of moments between the both of you. You let the thoughts take you, concentrating, trying to make it as real and present as possible as it plays out on the backs of your closed eyelids. 

You’re not sure when your pleasure became so completely reliant on a single person, but here you are, chasing an orgasm that promised to be disatisfying from a simple omittance. You chase it all the same.

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[biosurvive]

i napped and now i'm back and already debating rbing a kiss meme on christopher because it's a smoochy mood.

[tennessoui]

If you look up Ewan McGregor in Beginners there’s a gif where he looks very stressed at a table and is pulling his hands through his hair but he is not doing anything with a mustache

he's definitely touching his mustache or facial hair in this picture im thinking about but alas my utter lack of ewan mgregor movies has finally bit me in the ass

wait i just googled all his movies and found the one so wish me luck

[wornkindnessa]

Some of your fcs seem a bit young to ship with an obiwan. ewan mgregor is like 50.

*sighs* well firstly i think you mean mcgregor also i didn’t ask for your opinion. secondly the arc of obi wan in age over the course of the films spans from 25 to like what 60 or however old he is in a new hope when he dies. so obviously in writing stuff with obi wan im not going to use just one fc (also not every fc i use for amelia in general is going to be used for sw set things.)

so stuff set during the clone wars where obi wan is 35-37. (now btw when ewan filmed rots he was 33.) i use charlotte spencer and she’s currently 31. and for anything set during kenobi, where ewan is 50 i use kelly reilly and she’s 45. SO IDK WHAT THE PROBLEM HERE IS. 

[revenge-of-the-shit]

"Nice to finally meet you, Skyguy."

[himboskywalker]

Hello!! It's one in the morning, I just watched Trainspotting for the first time because of your recommendation. I'm glad I did. This movie had all sorts of injuries that normally make me very sick, but it was surprisingly ok for me to watch, thank you Ewan. I just thought it was really fun, the whole dynamic between the characters. I don't know what to say, but thank you for the recommendation and naked movie list.

I also watched Velvet Goldmine yesterday for the third time in two weeks. This movie, this movie!! If I liked it less, maybe I would be able to talk more. I absolutely love it and it spoke to such a special part of me. I love that.

I will continue with the list 🖤

I’m so glad you enjoyed them both!!!Trainspotting can certainly be a squicky movie to watch and that’s putting it lightly,but content warnings as a precedent,it’s a phenomenal movie I think everyone should watch if they’re into film. And I’m so dearly glad you loved Velvet Goldmine!!!It’s hands down one of my favorite movies of all time,I wish I had stock in its sales for how many people I’ve gotten to love it in the last few years haha It’s an absolute gem and holds up for every glorious rewatch.

[cerebellums-nightmare]

Still loving the idea of just super imposing Ewan's face over Alec Guinness' in the OG Trilogy.

(I grew up with both of them as Obi, but Ewan is just it for me)

[ewansbeard]

[star-wars-forever]

[nicolekidmansource]

How wonderful life is now you’re in the world

[penfullofwordsaheadfullofstories]

Not me, listening to this on repeat for comfort

[cerebellums-nightmare]

My mother has wanted me to watch religious shit with her. Maaaybe this it.

if easter had a glossy marketing campaign

[stardancerluv]

Gotham Surviving the Pandemic 2021

Part 4c

Summary: Storm rolls in and Roman’s past haunts him.

Note: This brings in some canon for Roman Sionis….his parents were awful to him. In one telling…he was bit by a rabid raccoon and that is what made him an angry & cruel man. Also there are some seeds planted to establish that there is no love loss between Roman & Bruce Wayne. I tweak some of this as you will see. And its a bit of a chapter! Enjoy!

Gently Roman held you as you both floated in the large pool, his warmth was comforting in the coldish water.

You pressed a kiss to his shoulder where a scar marred the smooth skin. Over the last few years of being with Roman, he had picked up a few scars. “I remember when you got this one.” You pressed another kiss on it.

“That asshole had ruined my white suit.” From the angle you looked at him, you could see he made a face.

“But you got him.” You smiled. He had really loved that white suit. It had been one of the first suits he wore when the two of you became an item.

“I certainly did.” A dark chuckle came from him.

“This is really nice, Roman. You outdid yourself.” Lifting your head, you looked him over. Water droplets clung here and there to the shadows of growth on his face.

He smiled. “You and I needed a place we could run to.”

“Well, this is certainly it.”

He caught you up in a kiss then, your heart began to beat faster.

You barely heard the low rumble from the sky above, but you did feel the icy rain that slashed across the two of you. You both practically leapt apart. “Let’s go inside.” Roman urged.

******

Roman shivered under his fluffy robe as he poured a fresh glass of champagne for the two of you. He eyed the outside, it had grown considerably darker.

“You don’t think the hurricane makes it up here, do you?” You called.

“It had better not.” He called back. The lights flickered, he stopped pouring. Not now, he thought. Putting the bottle down he turned and looked at the mass of cabinet doors behind him. Where would they have put candles and such?

You came padding in, wrapped in your own fluffy robe.

“More champagne?” You hopped back onto the counter and finished pouring some into the one glass. Still a little bubbly from the glass earlier, you took a sip from the one that had been yours.

He smiled at you lightly distracted. “Of course.”

He spotted a door near the fridge, he figured he’d look there. He opened the door and sighed. He had been right.

The lights flickered, he glanced back at you. Your eyes met. “Roman?”

“We’ll be ok.” He gestured to the fire place. “Baby?”

“Yes.”

“Grab some blankets and pillows. We’ll, “He smiled. “we’ll camp out here.”

“Uhm, ok!”

While you walked away, he looked things over. He grabbed a lantern of some kind, pushing the button. He was happy to see that it worked. Next, he took a lighter and a few candles and went over to the fireplace. He retrieved the champagne and glasses.

He placed the things near the cold, darkened fireplace. Just in case, he mused. Walking back to the bedroom he met you halfway. You smiled around the blankets and pillows, but it dropped as the lights flickered but this time stayed off a little longer before snapping back on.

“Grab a few more. Then we’ll be all set.” He tried to say brightly. As he walked back with what you brought, he saw that the wind had really begun to pick up.

He laid the blankets and pillows down. He gritted his teeth. He did not want to be stuck looking at the storm right now, so he closed the curtains which would block the view to the pool.

“Is this enough?”

He turned and smiled. “Yeah. Fluff them with what we have.” He needed to distract himself. He doesn’t know why, but today the past was threatening to come for a visit.

Once back in the kitchen, he took a large bowl out the cabinet. Scanning the fridge, he took out some tasty foods. Looking in another cabinet, he smiled broadly. They had enough fixings for s'mores.

Bringing over the tasty morsels, he came back to you. “When I got my special artifacts-”

“Those shrunken heads and masks?” You looked up at him as he came to kneel down near you.

“Yeah, a lot of driving around. I stayed in local places. I wasn’t brave enough to camp in the wilds of Africa.” He admitted.

“I don’t blame you.” You looked at what he brought over. “You brought a feast.”

He shrugged. “I’m just going to grab a loaf of that crusty bread.”

“Ooh!” You cooed. “Please do.”

He would not give into his past. He gritted his teeth harder once he grabbed the loaf of bread. Going back to the fridge, he grabbed some cheese. That was when the lights went out. “Fuck.” He muttered.

“Roman?” He heard the pitch your voice took and made his way quickly over to you.

“I’m here, baby.” Placing the food down, he pushed the button and the lantern lit up. As he pulled you close, a loud rumble burst above the two of you. He squeezed his eyes shut as he kissed the top of your head. “It will pass.” He whispered.

You wrapped your arms around him.

As a rumble once again exploded above the two of you, the house shook and the lantern clattered to its side. Roman flinched; the past came back and filled his imagination.

******

He hummed, then hummed harder as the thunder grew louder and the streaks of lightning appeared closer. His humming ceased as he saw a large shadow fall over him.

“Bernard, grab my cowardly weasel of a son for me.”

“What… What did I do?” He had managed to sputter out. He tried to back away from his father. He bumped right into the legs of Bernard, who easily scooped him up.

He began to struggle. But his six year old strength was little compared the monster of a man who was their butler.

“Scared of a fucking storm.” He heard his father mutter. “Take him outside, let him see what he is cowering from. Don’t you dare let him back in until the storm passes.”

“Put me down!” He howled.

“Can’t do that, Master Sionis.” Bernard gave him a look.

Bernard walked him a fair distance out. “It will pass.” He said before walking back towards the house.

Roman stayed standing till there was a crack of thunder that exploded above him. He crouched down and covered his ears once again.

The heavy rain soon soaked through his clothes.

Another loud rumble of thunder exploded above him once again. He could not contain the scream in fear that came from deep within him. The ground shook under him. It made him open his eyes. He scrambled backward when he saw half a tree smoldering in front of him. His shoes slipped and slid as he struggled to stand.

“Don’t let him back in.” He heard his father bellow.

He doesn’t know what compelled him then, but he ran. He ran not towards the house, but away. He ran and ran till his lungs hurt. Coming up against a tree to finally catch his breath, he looked and realized what he had done. It stilled him.

He had run so far and fast, that he managed to get to the Wayne grounds. Thunder rolled in above him as he looked into the window and he saw Bruce. He managed to not shut his eyes at the sound. It wasn’t as loud as it had been.

He spotted a splotchy red face. Tears streaked the cheeks. He was scared of the storm too, Roman realized. But when the thunder came again, he buried his face into his mother’s side.

Roman leaned forward holding onto the tree. His stomach churned at the sight as she reassuringly stroked his hair.

Anger boiled in him then. He ran away. This time as he ran, he went another way. A scream erupted from him as he tumbled and fell, then rolled down a hill.

He swallowed the tears that threatened to spill. A snarl filled his ears. Startled, he looked to his side. It was there. On the hill above him, he saw it. A raccoon looked down at him and snarled again as it stepped closer.

******

“Roman… Roman?” You shook him. The far-off look and the way his lips had curled upset you. “It’s ok, you don’t have to tell me any more.” You said softly. You searched his blue eyes, they were so far away.

He shook and looked at you. He blinked. “Baby?” His eyes came back from far away.

You smiled. “I’m here.”

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[revenge-of-the-shit]

Thinking about the fact that Hayden Christensen really does know Anakun Skywalker's character so deeply and that's why (in part) his performance was so good:

Via Collider: 'Obi-Wan Kenobi': Hayden Christensen Talks The Final Emotional Confrontation Between Vader and Obi-Wan

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