#obi wan whump

[biblicalbi]

Imagine a world where Obi-Wan survives episode IV and has to deal with another generation of disaster romances with the Skywalker family.

Leia: *falls head over heels with a dashingly handsome and very mouthy rogue who has more red flags than green*

Obi-Wan: “Oh no.”

Luke: *flirts with a stubborn yet extremely caring world leader despite the Jedi’s no-attachment rule*

Obi-Wan: “Not again.”

[betelgo0ze]

Obi-Wan and Anakin are implied and outright confirmed to have seen each other as brothers, but I’d like to take this a step forward by defending my weird ass helluva boss inspired headcanon: Anakin also sees him as his father(only sometimes)

Anakin was nine when Obi-Wan took him, and a nine year old probably can’t separate an old person from an older person. Yes, he knows Obi-Wan is younger than the other Jedi Masters, but he doesn’t think about it like that. To him, Obi-Wan is on the same “level” and age is just another factor in his mind. Obi-Wan isn’t going to sit him down and explain that the only reason he’s his master is because Qui-Gon died and that every day he walked on thin ice around the other masters, being the youngest and knighted on a technicality. Anakin would soon realize this on his own in his early teens and after a long conversation he came to learn that Obi-Wan regretted nothing that had happened. It was hard, yes, but Obi-Wan loved Anakin with all his heart and Anakin saw Obi-Wan as respectable as Mace or Yoda even. He put Obi-Wan on a pedestal so it’s easy to see how Anakin, meeting him at nine, having him be in a parental position, not having a father of his own, may see him as a father.

Yes, there brothers in every sense of the word, but Obi-Wan still raised Anakin and was probably the worlds best teen mom who’s a guy. I love the idea of him fretting over Anakin and calling him “Ani” to sooth him or just randomly whenever it slipped.

I bring up helluva boss due to that one scene in episode 8(pretty sure eps8) where loona calls Blitzø dad.

Again, Anakin sees Obi wan as a brother now but as a kid he saw him as a father.

all this to say I like the idea that if Obi ever got a major injury or was in trouble or simply in trouble or a hostage situation whatever- he might let “dad” slip

Ashoka never mentions it bc she understands it’s a confusing topic, there brothers yes, but Anakin has still referred to him as his “father” in dire situations.

think drunk Obi(inevitable)who’s probably a sad drunk eight beers in(idk how alcohol works, party animal until sad ig)and Anakin might be the one that night to help him into bed and rub his back as he throws up. He’d probably have to reassure him that he’s a good master and a good general, and feels more comfortable letting “dad” slip.

Ok this is poorly written but in my defense I’m dyslexic it’s flooding where I am and I don’t have time to un-dyslexia my post and by that I mean beta’ing it twenty times

also never mentioned anywhere in this post but Codywan exists and he’s probably called Cody dad too only bc I say so

[131-vr]

In number one.

[buckyarchives]

MODERN OBI-WAN KENOBI BOYF HC

I haven’t ever done a head cannon post but with how busy / lazy I’ve been I might post more of these, they’re a lot of fun. probably one for Bucky and Luke skywalker. If you want any other characters just lmk! Make sure to check my request post!

warning: nsfw content (labeled so if you want to skip you totally can)

tea guy, like, it’s crazy. has so many drawers full of boxes and bags. always making you tea to fit whatever mood you’re in

landscaper or teacher, or both. I imagine him teaching younger kids but probably wishes to be a professor of some sort, maybe teaching environmental science.

just really likes plants and flowers but sometimes gets tired of having to craft and trim everything to be perfect so he thoroughly enjoys natural nature and the “overgrown’ aesthetic

Adding onto that, loves to hike, always takes you with and nerds out about the scenery and views.

definitely fosters dogs from the local shelter and takes them on hikes to help leash train them.

unintentionally a pretentious little prick

circle lens glasses and turtle neck combo 24/7

And of course you steal his sweaters ALL THE TIME

Smells like citrus, grass and rain. the warm sun rays and vanilla

Always watching some documentary, or the history channel.

All your friends lowkey want him because he’s. That Guy.

Whenever he blushes it goes straight to his nose, ears and neck.

Frequent at most coffee shops in town so when he started to bring you around it was a big deal for the workers lol, so much gossip. And mild disappointment from the staff knowing obi wan was official taken

Probably hates small talk, finds it tedious and shallow

The most supportive boyfriend in the world, he’s always the first person there to cheer you on

When you started dating him, his cousin/best friend, Anakin, came as a packaged deal. The younger one frequently trailing behind obi wan and now, as you’ve got too closer, you as he’s become a younger brother figure to you.

Not jealous at all, he’s very secure in your relationship and his trust in you is crazy strong. finds it quite amusing when men hit on you in front of him and kinda just lets you play it out.

That is unless you become uncomfortable, he mostly lets you stand up for yourself but if it becomes overbearing he definitely won’t hesitate to cause a small scene.

A big runner and boxer, you’re used to having to help his knuckles heal up from long sessions. As well as joining him on early morning runs if he can get you up and out of bed for it.

He loves art and mostly drew and painted landscapes but after meeting you this sketch book began to fill of pictures of you from every angle possible.

So naturally put together all the time it makes you insecure sometimes

Obviously, obi wan is the best at easing those insecurities. He always notices when you’re feeling off, sometimes even before yourself, so quick to embrace you and whisper exactly what you need to hear.

Another thing, so good with his words??? He always tell you what you need to hear, there’s rarely ever any miscommunication between the two of you because of this and even when they’re are, arguments are not common.

Crazy sarcastic, will say the funniest shit ever with the most monotone face and it just makes it 100% times funnier.

Really likes Taylor swift and David Bowie

Always getting you bouquets of flowers, even arranges them himself sometimes.

“This reminded me of you.”

Such a safe and non-judgemental aura, you’d struggle with asking for help or learning new / seemingly ‘common sense’ things with past relationships in fear of seeming dumb but you feel so safe around obi-wan that those thoughts never cross your mind, always learning new things from him and enjoying how helpful and supportive he is.

Definitely an impala driver, either 40s Chevy impala or the very sleek and fancy 2020 impala premier, probably black and rarely dirty

Not the biggest cuddler in the world but really enjoys naps together, will drape an arm over you but he tends to move around in his sleep so he’s just content with sleeping besides you rather than wrapping limbs

But when he is in the mood to cuddle, it’s mostly on the couch when you decides to binge shitty reality television. He’s usually on his back and you’re laying ontop of his stomach with your ear to his chest

You two constantly binge dating reality shows, always criticizing the other couple and mostly men LOL.

“He did not just say that! Maker, you would have broke up with me then and there.” “Damn right I would.”

You trace all the moles and freckles along his body, obi wan definitely had a skin care routine and moisturizes so I imagine his skin is always so soft

NSFW!

really likes nudes, like the grainy MacBook camera pictures with a matching cute set type nudes (iykyk). Hot and slightly artistic, his favorite.

Doesn’t like porn though, never enjoyed it and it never really got him off, doesn’t like the morals of it either

Also sexting, not his thing. He’s usually more on the serious end when it comes to intimacy but he cannot take sexting seriously LMAOO

lowkey the type to come home from a long day of work and look you in the eye with That Look and you just know what he needs

Thigh guy, the type to take breaks from eating you out by just resting his head fully on your inner thigh and just gaze up at you

Sir / master kink

Will jokingly come up behind you when you’re in the kitchen or something and press his groin to your behind

Just a little tease overall, always doing shit like that and acting all innocent about it

VERY VERY vocal during sex (cough, cough, shallow graves ending scene, COUGH)

[kenobisrightboot]

a love letter to cody: some fic recs

for a character that probably has less than an hour of actual screen time, this squatter lives in my head rent-free every day. fanon has done for his character what lorge gukas should've in the first place, crafting a guy packed with so much narrative and emotional potential for the wider sw universe that i regularly tear my hair out over the topic. i'll climb on my soapbox about that later, though.

so have this: a list of some solid cody-centric fics, organized roughly < wordcount-wise. fics are either complete, update regularly, or i'm hoping a boost of attention will encourage the writers. i plan to do a separate post dedicated to cody ships. if you want to find me on ao3 and rifle through my raw bookmarks, dm me.

eat up.

"Su Cuy'gar, Vod" by Triscribe. ~7k words, part of a series, rated ga. the clones get thrown back in time, and cody finds himself on melidaan

"these dry lands" by qigiined. ~10k words, rated t+. au, cody is trying to keep his little commander alive. features non-human obi-wan and qui-gon. this author has a lot of great non-human au fics that feature tons of humorous whump and well-written disabled characters

"glory be" by never_going_home. ~15k words, rated ga. time-travel, but sideways and back - disabled characters and interesting force shenanigans. (send this author some encouragement! ^^)

"Gold Leader" by TheShinyLizard, wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67). ~15k words. cody's quest to find obiwan, post order 66

"The Force of My Love" by Quarra. ~20k words, rated m. eldritch clones, need i say more. crack treated seriously

"little warrior (be careful who you trust)" by TheGodWith5Yen. ~25k words, rated t+. desert husbands healing from trauma together

"keep" by TallNegotiations (dionova). ~30k words, rated t+. angry, angry cody. whump. what makes a human?

"Spring Thaw" by handdrawnisopach, SniperAnon (The_Big_Reveal). ~40k words, rated t+. obiwan is a recovering sleeper agent, and cody and alpha-17 take care of him

[cj-kenobi]

The second piece I did for the @obiwanwhumpminibang! This one is for the incredible @ihathbenobiwankenobied's fic the comforts that make us feel numb!!

And thanks to you and @hellotemporaryuniverse again for running such a cool event!!

[ma-works]

[to-proudly-go]

Brushing his hand over the other's temple, Anakin smiled slightly when Obi-Wan's worried mind settled under the familiar and warm touch of Anakin’s remaining flesh hand, soothed by Anakin's own emotions turning quiet.

Dream on, precious star child

Based on Kyber Tears by Ancathepurple

It's so 🥹😭😢🥺 (I truly have no coherent words for this fic it's just amazing and it hurts)

[robynocentgal]

I am so very happy to post my first fic ever

A soft spot and a close call

Thanks to @obiwanwhumpminibang and the wonderful people who organized it and offered their own personal time to make it possible.

The art for this fic was made by (kayivy) thank you Kay.

A SOFT SPOT AND A CLOSE CALL

Robynocentgal

Based on the episode "Bound for Rescue" of the Clone Wars (TV series) in Ep 8 S5 and the epic kick in the guts Obi-Wan took from General Grievous during the assault on the Negotiator. General Kenobi is seriously hurt and barely rescue on time. He is brought to the Halls of Healing in critical condition. While the medical team struggles to save his life, Master Yoda remembers a time when an infant named Obi-Wan, from Stewjon, was brought to the temple very sick too.

[obiwanwhumpminibang]

Hello there! The time has come for the first ever Obi-Wan Whump Mini Bang reveals!

A huge thank you to all the wonderful artists and writers who have dedicated their time and energy to their pieces!

Teams will be posting to ao3 primarily using the following tags:

owmb2024 (tumblr tag as well)

obi-wan whump mini bang 2024

Additionally there will be a collection for those artists and writers who wanted to be included here: Obi-Wan Whump Mini Bang 2024.

Look out for posting between Saturday, April 6th and Wednesday April 17th!

[greenflower21]

Just 2 kids taking care of their Uncle Obi Wan ❤️

Here’s some art I made for the @obiwanwhumpminibang , collaborating with the amazingly talented @kcrabb88 — go read “with my knife in your back” here:

[cmmdrkote]

codywan reverse bang team #13: i should tell him i love him

The words fell away as Obi-Wan raised his head. He had been expecting another visit from Cetius only to find his Commander standing in the doorway. He blinked a few times, fearing he was merely hallucinating. “Cody?” “General.” The Commander stared for a moment, trying to think of what to say. I’m glad I found you in time. I’m glad you’re alive. I missed you. I was worried about you. I think I love you. “Did you need a rescue?” “Do you know, Commander?” Obi-Wan tried for a smile and a laugh that turned into a groan as his broken ribs made themselves known. “I just think I might.”

So, I'm unfortunately late (life and death happened) but here is 2/3 of my piece for CWRB '23! Obi-Wan has gotten himself into a situation, and Cody is annoyed and using that to cover up how worried he is.

i would like to thank the mods of @codywanreversebang Serie and Anon for their endless patience, my friends for getting me through a difficult time, and of course my amazing writers Kay @foreverchangingfandomsao3 and Mia who have written a fantastic story for this prompt that you can read here.

I'll see you all soon for Part 3....a Keldabe kiss is imminent 👀 Notes and close-ups sans shadows under the cut:

A consistent light source? Who? I've never heard of her in my entire life.

I swear I didn't mean for there to be Christ-like undertones (I'm not even Christian) but once I had Obi's pose laid out and the light focused on him, I was like "fuck I gotta commit to the space Jesus now".

I originally intended for this to have a much more cartoony style, but the shading on Cody's face got away from me and then I needed to match that level of realism for his whole body, which drastically increased the time taken and I had to scrap all my plans for Obi.

The pose/prompt and Obi's outfit are inspired by Crossfire by Brandon Flowers, a whumper's dream of a music video and also a bop. I had sketched something out about two years ago and ended up adapting it for this idea.

Obi is wearing suspenders and a dress shirt because 1. I hate drawing clothing and knew robes would suck 2. Brandon is wearing that outfit in the video which made an easier reference 3. Suspenders are hot 4. I needed to show the hairy chest

Clip Studio Paint can eat my ass, I'm never upgrading to their bs subscription model.

Ewan and Temuera are some of the most handsome men I've seen in my entire life and no I will not be taking questions.

Here are some close-ups because I want to show off what I did before covering it up with dramatic ass shadows:

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Cody needs a break from babysitting his general.

WTF, why did he kicked Grievous??

[jedi-lothwolf]

June of Doom Day 4: Punishment

Fandom: Star Wars The Clone Wars

Summary: After a night at 79s, Obi-wan and Cody are on their way back to the Jedi Temple when Maul Kidnaps the two.

Next part here: (at some point)

    The memory of the evening was blurry. He had been near 79s, a popular bar among the clones, on Coruscant with his commander. The two had brought drinks for each other, trying to warsh away some of the terror of war.

    It had been late when they wrapped up their night. The sky was as dark as it would be. Some 212th troopers talked to some Coruscant Guard members by the bars entrance.

    The two lovers where around five minutes away from the bar when Obi-wan felt it; the looming presence  of an old enemy. "Cody dear" he began, "something's not right."

    "What wrong?"

    "It's-" then strong hands pulled Obi-wan back into an alley.

    "Obi-wan!" Cody tried to get to him. Before he could reach him, the world went dark.

    The first thing Obi-wan noticed waking up was just how cold the floor Obi-wan sat up. His hands were chains to the wall. Across from him, just barely out of reach, laid Cody. The clones hands were also chained to the wall. Slowly, he sat up as well.

    "Cody?"

    Concern grew on Cody face. "Obi-wan? What's going on?"

    "I'm not sure." On instinct, Obi-wan went to grab his lightsaber. His hands were pulled back by the chains.

    The two listened as metal footsteps grew lower.

    "Maul." Obi-wan whispered. Fear flooded his mind. Looking over at Cody, he sighed. "It will be okay."

    Cody nodded.

    "I thought you would be more careful" Maul scowled.

    "Hello Maul."

    "You took everything from me." Maul started to walk around the room. "I told you I would take everything from you."

    "Maul, I believe we are even. Please, stop this. It's not good for either of us. Please, move on."

    "You destroyed me!" He yelled, walking quickly over to Obi-wan.

    "I'm sorry."

    Maul kneeled down to the man and grabbed his face. "Lier!" Harshly, he shoved Obi-wan back into the wall.

    "Obi-wan" Cody said, panicked. Maul looked at the clone.

    "Just look at me" Obi-wan's voice shook. "Leave him out of this. Please, leave him alone."

    "You care to deeply, Jedi."

    "Cody has done nothing to you."

    "He loves you. He allows you to be happy. That is what he has done to me. That is what I will kill him for."

    Obi-wan's eyes glanced over to Cody. He looked frightened. Squirming, the man tried to remove the chains from his wrist. "It's okay" he whispered. "I'm okay." But Obi-wan knew he wasn't okay. Even if he was, he wasn't going to be for much longer.

    Standing, Maul slowly walked towards Cody.

    "Please, don't hurt him! I'm the one who hurt you, take me! You want us to be even, take my legs, kill me!"

    Cody had never seen Obi-wan like that. The sith just laughed.

    "It's okay."

    "No" Obi-wan whispered. "I'm so sorry." The man's hands had started to bleed from the repeated pressure that were forced upon them as Obi-wan tried to free himself.

    There was nothing he could do to stop Maul from hurting Cody. There was nothing he could do as he repeatedly hit him, blood spilling from every new wound.

    This was his punishment. Obi-wan wanted it to be just his burden, but instead, the people who were close to him were punished for loving him. Had the Jedi known this would have been his future, he would have made sure to kill Maul. Even if it meant he had to go to the deepest pit of hell to kill him.

    Finally, Maul kneeled down to Cody and shoved his cold hand to his face, holding him. Forcing Cody to look him in the eyes, he pressed his nails into his skin.

The look in Cody's eyes that Maul was meant with, was not one of fear, but one of anger. He eyed his crying lover and his gaze softened for just a moment. When Maul jurked his head, Cody spit in his face. Angered, the sith shoved Cody into the floor. Then he stood.

"Cody" Obi-wan whispered.

    As Maul walked away, Obi-wan fought against his chains. "Cody!"

    Maul chuckled as he walked. He disappeared as he turned the corner in the hall.

    "Cody. I'm so sorry. Please, hold on." Tears fell down his face.

"I'm" Cody hissed as he tried to sit up, "okay."

"I'm sorry. I'm so sorry. I shouldn't ha- I'm sorry." Obi-wan cried.

Giving up on sitting up, Cody laid down. Trying to smile, he looked over to Obi-wan, "It's, not your fault."

"He's trying to get to me."

"Obi-wan" Cody said, his voice just above a whisper. "We'll be okay."

"I'm not worried about me."

"I'll be fine."

The two looked at each other.

Still fighting against his chains, Obi-wan sighed. "I love you" he whispered.

"I love you too." Now they just needed to figure out how to escape.

[maiaspen]

Unless Obi-Wan can melt through durasteel, he’s Anakin’s. He has nowhere to go but into Anakin.

🖤Thank you again to the extraordinarily talented @xxviolet for this gorgeous art! Another preview for ‘Oblivion Gin’ Chapter 5.

Read on ao3

I am aiming to finish and post Ch 5 this weekend 🤞 thank you to all of my readers for their amazingly enthusiastic support! Please keep the love (comments, kudos, tumblr asks) coming… they FEEEEEED MY MUSE!😈💕 love you all!

xo Maia

And if you are a new reader: WELCOME! Please say “HELLO THERE”.

[emcaro]

untitled jedi story | chapter 1

A/N : Here’s the thing…for this whole story to work, there has to be no Satine/Mandalore mission. This is also pre-Phantom Menace and because I don’t like to write with Y/N, the main character is a female OC named Myria Vikar. Just go with me on this because the outline I have written is pretty sweet.

Obi Wan has been my closest companion for as long as I can remember. Even though he is two years older than me, we were brought into the Order at the same time and brought up together. We did everything together; training, sparring, and even meditations. Obi Wan and I were initially paired together for saber practice because, while he favored a mixture of defensive and acrobatic in Ataru and Soresu style, I naturally preferred the offensive wider reverse grip of Shien. This made us the perfect pair to enhance awareness of opponents and adaptation to unexpected combat styles…but, of course, we’re not friends. That would be an attachment and those are strictly forbidden for members of the Jedi. At the very least, Obi Wan would never admit to being attached. He’s been a stickler for the Jedi Code since we memorized it as children. When we were assigned to our masters, Obi Wan almost fainted when he found out he would be training with Qui-Gon Jinn— a notorious rule breaker. Although we were always in close proximity, I never caught on to the strictest interpretation of the Code to which he holds. Thank the Force that my master, Shaak Ti, is of the same inclination. Even now, as we train with our respective masters, we are able to remain together significantly more than we would have thought. Master Jinn and Master Ti work well with each other and are effective in negotiations, so they are often paired for off-world meetings by the Jedi Council. Our last trip together wasn’t too long ago, but Obi Wan and I haven’t had a chance to practice lightsaber skills together in quite some time, so today I am determined to do so.

Reaching out through the Force, I wait to feel the bright yellow Force signature that is my friend, just to make sure he’s somewhere in the Jedi Temple. Sensing him nearby, I decide to check the spot he’s always sure to be near when he’s at the Temple: the meditation gardens. “Perfect,” I think and begin to move in that direction. The gardens are usually empty around this time, so we’ll be able to talk without interruption.

When I pass through the doorway, Obi Wan is first to catch my eye. He’s sitting as he always does; facing the sunset, legs folded under him, eyes closed. This time, though, his brow is furrowed and his shoulders are tense. He must have sensed my arrival because he turns to me, his face immediately lighting up. Moving swiftly past the carefully maintained flora, I meet Obi Wan halfway and promptly become wrapped in his arms. Sensing unease in him I cut the hug short, pulling back to see his face. There’s enough distance between us to be respectable, but not so much that I can’t see in his eyes that there’s something he needs to tell me. “Obi, what is it?” I inquired, using the nickname that always put him at ease. “Master Qui-Gon and I just got our next assignment — we’re being sent to Naboo to protect their queen.” The assignment sounds more like a break from the incessant meeting and negotiations we had recently been sent to, but his tone implies that it was a harrowing ordeal to undertake. “Okay…it seems like it might be a simple trip.” Still sensing his trepidation, I continue, jesting lightly. “What are you so nervous for?” His eyes drop for a moment before meeting mine again. “I—I’m not sure,” he hesitates, “There’s something awry — a disturbance in the Force — but none of the Masters seem to notice. I might just be apprehensive because this is our first time in a war zone. They teach us about it, but you know it won’t be the same once we’re there.”

So, that was it. Obi Wan has always been very sensitive to the Force in situations yet to happen, but this has often made him feel foolish. Especially when the Masters always cautioned him “be wary of visions, Obi Wan. The future is always changing, what you see may never come to pass. You must not let yourself be drawn into imprudence.”

“Have you told Master Qui-Gon what you feel?” I ask.

“Of course I told him! He suggested that I meditate to find clarity.”

“Well…did you find any?”

His shoulders slump in disappointment, “No, but there’s still a thick haze in the Force around this mission and I think I might have finally lost it.”

“Listen to me Obi Wan Kenobi and listen well,” I demanded, “You have not lost your mind. Trust your sensitivity to the Force and don’t you dare let anyone take away your assurance in that.”

“Myria, please.”

“No. You are a capable Jedi and I won’t hear of you believing anything less!”

He takes my hand gently, looking into my eyes through the intensity held in them. “Thank you,” he whispers, just forceful enough to get my attention without hiding the tenderness in his voice, “for knowing that I’m not a fool and reminding me of that fact when I forget.” Taking a deep breath, I nod in an attempt to calm down. “Anytime.”

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The sun has long since set on Coruscant, but it’s hardly noticeable. The night has come alive just outside the grounds of the Jedi Temple and the lights of the city cast a golden glow over the main area of Obi Wan’s living quarters. As this is one of the few times we are at the Temple at the same time and not pulled into obligatory meetings or functions, Obi Wan suggested that we spend the evening together. Shortly after dinner, we find ourselves reverting back to routines from the years we spent as classmates. Obi researching one of his hobbies with me curled at the other end of the small couch reading on our respective holopads.

Pausing as a thought captures my attention, I put down my holopad. Obi Wan catches the movement out of the corner of his eye and puts his down as well. “When do you and Master Qui-Gon leave for Naboo?” I ask. He pauses, seemingly forgetting in our time together that he and his teacher had been appointed to an off-world mission. “We’re supposed to leave first thing in the morning, but you know how he is, always ready to move as we ought and never as we naught…whatever that means. Why?” It takes almost eight full standard days to reach Naboo, plus however long they are needed to stay there. I can already feel a pit begin to form in my stomach. “You’re still going to call, right? I mean, when you can. Definitely don’t put the queen of Naboo at risk for a phone call to catch up with me. That would be ridiculous,” I ramble. “Yes,” he says affectionately, “I’m still going to call you every time something important happens.” Breathing a heavy sigh of relief, I feel the concern blow away like a gentle breeze through my mind. With that matter settled, we contently return to our previous activities. Soon after, my eyes begin to droop alerting me that it’s time to return to my quarters for the night. Obi Wan and I say our farewells, knowing this will be the last time we see each other before he is off to Naboo. Before I can make it to the door, he calls my name and wraps me in a strong hug for the second time today. I take the opportunity to breathe in the scent of warm amber and sage that is so unmistakably Obi Wan. When he lets me go, I immediately miss the comfort of his arms but quickly remember that Jedi are not to have attachments, which this is becoming dangerously close to.

“Goodnight, Obi. Travel safely and try not to push Master Qui-Gon toward insanity.”

“I wouldn’t dream of it,” he laughs. “Goodnight, Myria.”

As I walk the short path to my quarters, I think maybe this assignment to Naboo will be good for all of us. I could use some time to recenter and focus on entertaining no attachments and Obi Wan could use this time to learn about Master Qui-Gon. He sometimes does things through alternative strategies, but he’s a good teacher. Maybe they’ll return with a stronger bond with each other. Maybe for once Obi Wan’s inklings of things in the Force will just be his apprehension and not a forewarning of things to come.

part two