#obi-wan kenobi needs a hug

[bananastress]

Second part of the series, I feel like this story has stolen my heart

Though some would harm you by Night_Fury (@shootingstarpilot)

“No-”

The red blade punches through Obi-Wan’s chest. The force of the blow lifts him off his feet. The blade lodges in the wall of the shuttle behind him, and Obi-Wan just -

hangs there.

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[demon----dean]

Chapters: 1/2 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi, R2-D2 (Star Wars), Shmi Skywalker Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Dark Anakin Skywalker, Tatooine Slave Revolution (Star Wars), Canon Divergence - Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008), Planet Tatooine (Star Wars), Self-Sacrifice, Obi-Wan Kenobi Needs a Hug, Obi-Wan Kenobi's Infinite Sadness, Public Humiliation, Angry Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi Has Self-Esteem Issues Series: Part 11 of Obikin Febuwhump 2023 Summary:

An AU where Qui-Gon met Anakin during TPM and promised to go back for him, but never told about his plan to Obi-Wan. So when Qui-Gon gets killed on Naboo, Anakin is left to wait in vain for his Jedi saviour to return. Years later, the Clone Wars are raging on with the Republic on the verge of destruction and their only hope is to gain the favour of the mysterious ruler of the Outer Rim, called the Dragon of Tatooine.

[demon----dean]

Inspired by this prompt, but of course I had to make it dark and fucked up. 🙈 I wrote this quick and with no beta as a writing exercise, so all mistakes and plotholes are my own.

@wibzenadarksiderwithasoftheart *Brings this to you like a proud cat presenting a dead mouse.*

Dark Obikin oneshot, 1726 words, angst, whump TW: Domestic violence (non-graphic), Canon divergence -- Obi-Wan does not exist in the GFFA, Vader is a real asshole in this, Anakin ends up on Earth

This was the most important mission of Anakin Skywalker’s life. The faith of the entire Galaxy, Sith hells, the entire Universe was resting on his shoulders.

All he had to do was travel to another Galaxy in the distant future, where Jedi’s visions had shown them a dangerous quantum chain reaction being set off, destroying history in both directions and warping all matter. Easy, right? 

He wished. On top of everything else, it turned out he couldn’t take his physical self with him. He had to find a sort of proxy body and that. Anakin had almost said `kriff it´ to the entire plan once he learned he would have to possess another sentient. It felt… Violating. Too much like slavery.

Also, the whole ritual was dug up from the oldest, deepest, dustiest parts of the Archives and required an enormous amount of energy while no-one was sure it was going to work.

Anakin preferred not to think about how they were about to harvest the energy of a Hypergiant, the enormous star blindingly bright despite the distance from the small asteroid they had landed on. Well, if he was going to get the entire Jedi Council and himself killed during this attempt, at least they would go out in a blaze of glory.

He tried to force his erratic breathing to calm, his inner peace and balance as elusive and hard to maintain as always. Only the urgency of the situation and the focused Force signatures of all the Council members helped him finally submerge himself in the Force, giving himself over to its currents.

He was aware of the bright light and pain. His body was screaming, but no… He was no longer in that body he was, he was…

He was drowning at the heart of the Hypergiant, its energy flooding into him, scattering his awareness across the vastness of space and time. His mind was being torn apart, the Force and him suddenly one and the same. 

He woke with a gasp, panting and furiously blinking his blurry eyes. His head was spinning. Everything felt off. It was like his bones and muscles didn’t fit quite right, the Force was… It was utterly foreign. 

Anakin had no idea where he was.

What happened?!

He sucked in a panicked breath and raised his hand to rub his eyes. 

He flinched back as the fingers that touched his eyelids were not metal. 

What the…?!

His vision at least seemed to be coming back, and he could make out a dim bedroom. He was sitting up on the bed with the sheets tangled around his waist and next to him… There was somebody else on the bed, hidden under the covers, the mound of their body moving with deep breaths.

“E chu ta!” Anakin muttered as memories of the ritual came flooding back to him. Had the Jedi? Had he? Was this…

The figure next to him shifted in their sleep and the illumination from outside cast a strip of light over a gorgeous masculine face, a few strands of his longer copper hair falling on his brow. Clean-shaven skin dotted with a few moles made Anakin wish to reach out and trace the contours with his fingertips.

The Jedi felt his breath catch as he had no idea who he had jumped into. Or who this man next to him was!

He looked around the room and spotted a holo, no, a flimsi picture! How curious! Next to him on the night stand. It was of someone who looked almost identical to him, hugging the sleeping man next to him from behind. They were both smiling, though Anakin thought the ginger man’s smile didn’t quite reach his eyes.

There was also a wedding ring on the night stand. Not very common in the Galaxy as a whole, but on Tatooine many had exchanged rings as a symbol of commitment, so he was pretty sure that’s what it was. 

Anakin silently snuck out of bed and put the ring on, leaving the bedroom to gather more information while his spouse slept.

Kriff, he had a spouse!

It had been almost fifteen minutes, according to the chrono on the wall, since Anakin had woken up in this strange new place, and he had tried to make the most of it. 

They either still spoke Galactic Basic or he had somehow absorbed his host's knowledge, because he could actually read the texts, frustratingly mostly written down on flimsi paper. He was in a house. The bedroom he had awoken in was upstairs along with a small room that had some sort of personal communications terminal in it. He opted out of studying it in the fear of waking�� Well, the name on one of the papers he had found down in the entryway had said Obi-Wan Skywalker. And another Vader Skywalker. Also, there was an ID badge saying “Obi-Wan Skywalker, Senior Research Engineer” with the ginger man’s picture on it. So the eerie fact they all shared the last name aside, he guessed Obi-Wan was his sleeping husband.

There was a living area downstairs, plus a small room filled with electronics and data terminals. Anakin again had to curb his curiosity because he wanted to study the technology, but was too afraid something might make a noise.

As he wandered into the kitchen, he found a note stuck to the cooling unit: Early testing on Monday at 6. Pick up time 5:30 Yeah, that handwriting was definitely too neat for him.

He stared at the sort of calendar on the kitchen wall and found a little red rectangle marking something called Sunday and next to it… Monday. Was today Monday today then? It seemed logical.

Hmm, well. It was almost 4:30, Obi-Wan would have to wake soon!

Anakin chewed on his disturbingly flesh thumb and studied the kitchen. He was a mechanical genius, surely he could figure out how to cook some breakfast even if timetraveling in another Galaxy?

Half an hour later he was flipping the flat breads that had come from a dehydrated package reading “Pancake flour”. Lucky for him, it had just required some water and stirring to make the dough.

His senses were dulled in this version of the Force, so he flinched as he heard steps on the stairs behind him, and he quickly shut off the burner, whipping around to face his husband.

His husband, who was even more gorgeous awake! Anakin could now see that he had lines around his ocean blue eyes, if he had to guess he was maybe about ten to fifteen years Anakin’s senior. Kriff. He had an older hot husband. How lucky was this Vader?!

Obi-Wan was already dressed and looked freshly showered, his longer hair combed back neatly.

“Good morning, darling.” Anakin greeted and tried to seem relaxed and casual, flashing his husband a big smile. “Breakfast is almost ready, couldn’t let you leave the house hungry!”

Obi-Wan stopped just a few feet from him and visibly recoiled, looking confused at first and then... Scared?

Oh no. Had Anakin done something wrong?

Think! Think! Ah, of course! They were spouses, as lovers they would be more intimate.

He stepped forward without hesitation and pressed a tender kiss first to Obi-Wan’s forehead and then his cheek. The skin against his lips was warm and still slightly damp, and the man smelled of spicy aftershave. Anakin had planned to kiss him on the lips, but that now seemed like too much of a violation. He was a stranger after all.

Obi-Wan shivered under his touches and then looked up at him pleadingly, his eyes searching.

“Vader? What…?” A crisp Core accent somehow fit the man perfectly. “Why are you…? What did I do?

“Do?” Anakin questioned, frowning and stepping back.

Obi-Wan clenched his fists, looking away.

“I know I have spent too much time at work, but it really is rather critical there. I’m sorry, please just let me leave now, and I can make it up to you in the evening, all right?”

Anakin felt like they had somehow gotten off on the wrong foot.

“I… I just wanted to make you breakfast? Because you are so stressed out at work? I love you and wanted to do something nice.” He spoke, trying to think of what a married man would say in this situation.

To his dismay, Obi-Wan had tears in his eyes as he wrapped his hands around himself, looking impossibly small and frail for a man his size.

“I… I know you need to punish me for not taking better care of you. I’ll let you do whatever you want… Whatever I deserve. Just not… Not right now. Please? I need to… I need to go to work.”

Anakin frowned, desperately trying to make sense of this interaction. He unfortunately felt like he was trying to get a grip on an astromech covered in oil, the answers frustratingly slipping from him.

While he was lost in thought, Obi-Wan quickly stepped forward and stroked his chest.

“You are angry, I understand. You want to hit me. Just... Not on the face, remember?"

Anakin felt utterly repulsed, finally understanding that he had ended up in the body of someone truly vile. He thought he might be sick, Obi-Wan’s words suddenly making sense.

“No!” He snapped, his anger and disbelief making his temper flare.

He would kill this Vader without hesitation if he could! Jedi code be damned. How dare that monster lay a hand on his husband?!

Obi-Wan must have obviously thought his ire was directed at him because he made a distressed noise like a wounded animal, and staggered back, pupils wide in fear.

Anakin opened his mouth to apologize for scaring Obi-Wan as a loud blaring sound sliced through the silence, emanating from the street outside.

“That is… I must go. I’m sorry I didn’t appreciate your effort to make breakfast. That was… Very loving of you.” His obviously terrified husband stuttered before he turned and bolted out the room.

Anakin rushed to the window and yanked the curtain aside, immediately noticing a sort of rolling speeder waiting and Obi-Wan getting into it without looking back.

The driver, a young dark skinned woman, gave Anakin a dirty look that would have cowered Master Yoda himself, before they accelerated away.

A moment later, Anakin understood in horror that he must have looked exactly the role of the abusive husband, glaring after Obi-Wan as he escaped.

Well, this was indeed a proper pile of bantha poodoo he had landed himself in.

You’re an alien spy that has replaced someone in order to blend in on Earth. Turns out the guy you replaced had a very unhappy wife who immediately realised you aren’t him when you treat her like a normal husband should.

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[lowrifaberart]

Have to draw obi-wan now and again ✨

[mayhemspreadingguy]

Lost boys

[jedi-starbird]

Time Travel is my favourite trope and I think we need more fics where both Obi-Wan AND Qui-Gon time travel together because no matter when they get sent it's chaos. They're saving the galaxy and being physic flash-bangs to everyone around them.

like before Bandomeer?

The entire council is baffled to watch as Qui-Gon 'never taking a padawan again' Jinn has suddenly cut off his post-Xanatos depression tour to return to the temple and beeline to the creche with a frantic energy. His wild eyes immediately single out a fluffy, red-haired initiate.

"You." he exhales with a pointed finger, slightly ominous as he towers over the child. Said child starts vibrating with delight. "Me." he agrees, launching himself at the man. Qui-Gon drops to his knees with a thud that cannot be healthy. Obi-Wan's attempts to clamber into Qui-Gon's robes and maybe onto his shoulders is thwarted by the fact that Qui-Gon's massive hands are cupping Obi-Wan's tiny squishy cheeks. He stares at the initiate for a few minutes with an intensity that is starting to worry people.

Finally, "You're so small." Qui-Gon sounds like he might cry.

'What the fuck?' Plo Koon projects at Mace.

"I'm 9! That tends to be the case!" the child chirps back.

"You're nine." Oh. Ah. Qui-Gon's eyes are distinctively misty. He squishes the boy in a hug so hard he squeaks. Mace makes a series of gestures that imply the need for a head-scan. Depa obligingly drifts off towards the halls. Qui-Gon scoops the child up onto his hip and claims him as his padawan on the spot. The assorted council members and creche-masters burst into noise. Mace tells Depa to bring some space ibuprofen as well.

after Naboo?

Anakin is a little apprehensive of his place in both the order and Obi-Wan's life, but then one day Obi-Wan wakes up and is suddenly a lot less sad in the force?? In fact, if Anakin didn't know better he'd say he was almost giddy, but he's watched Obi-Wan try to pretend his world hasn't fallen apart for the past few months so it can't be that, right? And um, Miss Bant? He knows grief is a funny thing that affects people differently but he's pretty sure 'massive mood swing' and 'having full conversations with invisible people' is not...great? and you said to tell you if Obi-Wan got really weird in any way.

Anyway after a lot of medical exams, intense consultation with the archives, and a couple exorcisms, Anakin ends up being raised by his 'real' master and his ghost master. He is far more well adjusted emotionally and far less well adjusted for what counts as normal people behavior(not talking to thin air). When questioned on this, all he ever says is that he's talking to Qui-Gon. Isn't he...dead? Well, yes. Wait, he's a ghost? Ghosts are real? ...Well this ghost is real.

This starts a great number of existential crises among non-force sensitives and incredibly heated theological arguments amongst the Jedi. Whenever Obi-Wan is questioned on this, all he ever says is some variation of "the force got to know him for 5 seconds and kicked him back out." Mace backs him up on this even though that reasoning is technically blasphemous. Qui-Gon is having the time of his un-life. He's ascended to his final form, his sheer existence is a heresy, this is truly all he has ever aspired towards.

the Clone Wars?

The minute they get dropped back Qui-Gon immediately goes and haunts the shit out of Dooku. They have a signed terms of surrender and promise of info on the Sith Lord within the year. Only half of it is because Qui-Gon's giving Dooku complexes that are only perceptible to shrimp, the other half is because they now have a ghost spy that is not bound by the laws of physics nor spacetime.

Obi-Wan only nominally pays attention to this as he immediately goes and implements his 19 step seduction plan with Cody (he had to focus on something on Tatooine to pass the time). It fails. Spectacularly. Publicly. Ah right. Tatooine was not exactly the height of his sanity. Everyone in the GAR and temple is now riveted by High General and Councilor Obi-Wan Kenobi's attempts to go on a date with his Commander, who bats him away him like a particularly annoying stray and seems one bouquet of cactus away from committing mutiny. Anakin is worrying if it means his master knows about his secret marriage and this is some sort of really weird power play. (It is, but not in the way he thinks)

The next time Dooku goes after Obi-Wan, Qui-Gon spends a good few months appearing tear-stained at the edge of Dooku's perception and only communicating in terrible wails and discordant mutterings of 'padawan. my padawan. my little one.' 24/7.

"Wait, you're annoying Dooku into surrendering?"

"Oh no Anakin, we're crushing his psyche like a bug. :)"

[ginkgodoodles]

Star Wars: The Prank Wars

Anakin and Ahsoka definitely tacked Obi-Wan’s chair at some point, resulting in a long and drawn out prank war between the three.

Obi-Wan will get his revenge.

[duckysprouts]

if obi wan had raised luke, padme’s ghost would be subjected to twice the headache she died with

[littlefallcon]

sleep

[bananastress]

Everybody should read this... I bought my first iPad and was very excited to start drawing there...

     back then, i was dauntless    

Night_Fury

                    ��Summary:            

In one world, Ben is on a raid when the hospital is bombed. Forty-three die.

In this one, Cerasi leads the raid instead, and Ben is only a block away when he hears the bomber's engines.

Or:

How the kindness of Obi-Wan Kenobi saves the galaxy.

The first five chapters of this fic deal with Obi-Wan's time with the Young as a General and how he leaves, and the last four explore explore Obi-Wan's return and the reaction of the 212th to learning a bit more about their General's past.

[a-morningstar-120]

Anakin: To live is to be evil.

Obi-Wan: Go back to bed.

Anakin: But to be evil is to also live.

Obi-Wan: Anakin.

Anakin: Did you know that hell is in hello?

Obi-Wan, exasperated: Did you know you’re going to know the greatest hell known to living man if you. Don’t. Go. To. Bed.

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Knight Anakin Skywalker and Master Obi-Wan Kenobi | same old days

What was it Obi-Wan said? 𝙎𝙞𝙩𝙝 𝙖𝙧𝙚 𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙨𝙥𝙚𝙘𝙞𝙖𝙡𝙩𝙮? Well, always finding themselves in the most absurd and dangerous situations possibille too! ...what a 𝒅𝒓𝒆𝒂𝒎 𝒕𝒆𝒂𝒎! 😶‍🌫

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[chyarui]

What happens when padawan quin miraculously comes back from a shadow mission gone wrong…

More quinobi, now with a side of angst!!

And look, I adore quinlans locks, but sometimes sacrifices must be made for the plot (I will not ask for forgiveness)

although most of his beautiful hair clasps are gone, at least obi was able to hold onto one for him (what he thought was likely the last piece of quin he had left) 💔

[pinksloosh]

Anakin: Can I ask a stupid question?

Obi-wan: Better than anyone else.