#obitine drabbles

[halfagonyandhope]

How about a good ol’ sick fic 🤒 you choose who’s under the weather

He’s not sure he’s ever been this terrified before.

And that’s saying something, as just a standard month prior Obi-Wan Kenobi had been on the brink of death after falling victim to the venom-mites of Draboon. But that had been different. For one thing, he’d been mostly unconscious through the worst of the pain. And for another, he’d known Satine had been safe.

But now, on the other side of the planet, he’s also on the other side of fate, and he’s staring down at a nearly lifeless Satine, watching her shiver by the fading light of the fire.

Obi-Wan looks up toward the entrance to the cave, as though he has the ability to summon Qui-Gon back with sheer willpower alone. The elder Jedi had gone in search of more kindling to feed the dying flames, and he’d been away long enough that the temperature of their sanctuary had dropped precipitously.

Satine is shaking again, her fever still high.

Obi-Wan hesitates. He’d already wrapped his cloak around her, but he feels so damn helpless.

He remembers Qui-Gon’s words from earlier, in response to his question.

“Mandalorian medical factories pivoted away from producing vaccines and toward production of bandages and other supplies when the war began,” he’d told Obi-Wan. “When your people are dying, you don’t allocate resources to preventive health; you triage your available facilities to stop the bleeding where it’s currently happening.”

Obi-Wan had looked at him, aghast. “So Satine’s immune system isn’t as strong as yours or mine? That’s why we haven’t caught whatever she has?”

“Thank the healers at the Temple that your inoculations are up to date,” Qui-Gon had responded. “I’d wager that Satine’s people haven’t had access to such technology for many years.”

Obi-Wan returns his attention to here, now, in the cave. Oh, how he wishes he’d had the foresight to take her to the Hall of Healing before they’d departed Coruscant. But they’d had so little time, and he’d had so little knowledge of what they would face on the run.

He sighs.

Satine jerks suddenly, and a coughing fit seizes her entire body. It’s an eerie, horrible sound that echoes throughout the cave, and she struggles to catch her breath afterward.

Obi-Wan crawls to her, seeing that she’s awake.

“Water,” she mouths, her throat too weak to form the words.

Obi-Wan nods and reaches for the canteen near his feet. With his other arm, he pulls Satine up, holding her against his chest, her torso at a slight incline so that gravity can do the work she is too exhausted to. He puts the canteen to her lips, and she manages to swallow a few sips.

He sets the canteen aside, wrapping his other arm around her and noticing how she’s sweat through her tunic. But the sweat is turning cold as the temperature around them plummets, and Satine is still shaking.

And Obi-Wan is terrified all over again.

He pulls the cloak more tightly around her.

She just needs to make it through the night. Tomorrow, Qui-Gon will rendezvous with a contact who has retrovirals and antibiotics, the former to treat the initial infection and the latter to treat what Obi-Wan suspects is secondary pneumonia.

She just needs to make it through the night.

He realizes with a jolt that Satine is no longer shaking.

“Satine?” he whispers, alarmed.

“‘M alright,” she says, slurring her words, her cheek against his collarbone. “Finally warm.”

Obi-Wan examines her more closely. Sweat has stuck her hair to her face, and he brushes the strands away from her brow. The relief he feels upon seeing the tension fade from her jaw - it’s practically indescribable. 

Gradually, the tension also lessens in her shoulders and around her torso.

Obi-Wan feels Satine’s fingers fist in the fabric of his tunic, just over his heart. Her eyes are still closed, but she says, her voice cracking and strained, “I must have been quite close to death to receive that reaction.”

He laughs at how she’s echoed his words from when he’d woken by her side after surviving the venom-mite attack.

He tightens his grip on her. “You’re still quite close to death, by all appearances,” he notes.

“Well, then, I suppose you better keep being nice to me.” She breathes deeply but unevenly. “At least until I pull through. Then you can resume being insufferable.”

“Insufferable?” he says, disbelieving. She’d been the one who’d continued to be argumentative, even after the venom-mites.

Even after she’d kissed him.

Even after he’d kissed her back.

Obi-Wan grimaces. Maybe he’d also been argumentative. 

And maybe he’d liked it.

“Yes,” says Satine, her voice cracking. “Insufferable man. Incorrigible, even.”

In love, Obi-Wan’s brain supplies suddenly, and he tenses. He looks down again at Satine, wondering if she’s noticed, but she’s fallen back asleep, reclaimed by unconsciousness.

He closes his eyes in wonder.

The realization should frighten him more than anything else, but it doesn’t.

From the start, it’s like he had known she’d change everything he thought he knew about the galaxy. He’d pushed her away, repeatedly, scared of what she’d reveal about his feelings and how those feelings would reveal he wasn’t made to be a Jedi.

But he finds - to his surprise - that his feelings for her…somehow they don’t negate his ability to protect her. They don’t endanger her, or him.

The light he feels, the strength of his feelings - it all makes it easier to connect with the Force. It makes him a better Jedi.

It feels so antithetical to everything he’s ever been taught that he wonders if he’d ever really understood the Jedi at all.

Obi-Wan brushes a kiss to Satine’s temple.

And, suddenly, he’s afraid no longer.

[kazoosandfannypacks]

and mr. cole is singing his chestnut song

obi wan kenobi x duchess satine kryze

 Yearly Christmas cards were a tradition for Obi-Wan.

 Another tradition was the annual struggle over the last card in the stack, a card to be addressed to one Satine Kryze. What words were even left anymore that hadn't already been said to her, or that never could be?

 He watched absentmindedly as carolers sang outside the window, bundled up like the folks of the song they sang, a message of cheer and goodwill. From that simple song they sang, he found one simple phrase, a message he could send as he hid his heart's unspoken yearnings:

 "Merry Christmas to you."

the christmas time again collection | also on ao3

[youare7567]

Satine Week Day 1: Jewel

A short list of Duchess Kryze's favourite jewels:

Silver earrings, passed down from mother to daughter for centuries. Satine inherited them when she was six.

An emerald necklace representing the duty of a leader. Given to her by her father on her twelfth birthday, Satine did not truly understand it until six years later.

A faux-amethyst bracelet with purple glass beads. Though cheap and childish, it was the last gift she ever received from her sister and she never takes it off.

An even shorter list of jewels the Duchess never wears:

Sapphires. They look too much like Obi-Wan's eyes.

[kanerallels]

🎄 Can you do "Winter Song" from the Hadestown Christmas Album for Obitine? ❤️💚❤️

Congratulations you introduced me to one of this year's favorite songs! To me this is in a happiness au where Obitine are secretly in a relationship

Christmas ficlet ask game!!

Snow was rare on Mandalore— especially now, after so much of the planet was destroyed. The atmosphere wasn’t supposed to be able to give them snow. And yet, Satine was staring out of her window at massive white flakes, coming down outside of the dome.

As a child, she’d loved the snow. She still did. But now, something felt like it was missing.

Something. As if I don’t know what it is.

It had been months since she’d last seen Obi-Wan. And while they commed each other often, and did their best to stay connected… it was hard. To be so far from him. Time seemed to stretch on far longer without him than it did when he was here on Mandalore with her.

Only a few more days, she told herself. Then he’ll be home, and everything will feel a little lighter. Until then, she’d have to make do with nightly calls.

Speaking of which— her holocom beeped. Snatching it up, Satine keyed it on, and the beautifully familiar figure flashed to life. His smile was a beacon of light in the dark room as Obi-Wan said, “Hello, my dear.”

“Hello, Obi-Wan,” Satine said, the ache in her chest easing just at the sight of him.

[fanfic-phoenix]

Obitine Week 2023, Day 6 - Intrigue

Prompt: Intrigue

Rating: Gen

Word Count: 100

Read on AO3

“A courtship,” Satine said, only for her nose to immediately wrinkle.

“A courtship,” Satine said, only for her nose to immediately wrinkle.

“Maybe if we were a holonovel,” Obi-Wan said, grinning.  “A romance?”

“Too formal.  An affair?”

Obi-Wan shook his head.  “Makes it sound like we’re doing something wrong.”

Neither of them acknowledged that, in the eyes of Satine’s people, there were a great many things they could be doing wrong. 

Satine curled further into his lap, cheek resting against his shoulder.  He could smell her perfume, sweet flowers.

An attachment, he did not suggest.  It cut too close.  “An intrigue.” 

Satine smiled, and kissed him, and perhaps it was agreed.

Tagging: @weekofobitine

[ladylucksrogue]

20 Fic Writer Questions

Thank you for tagging me @lonewolflupe!

This was fun!

1. How many works do you have on AO3?

91

2. What's your A03 word count?

534, 651 (!!)

3. What fandoms do you write for?

Star Wars currently. I've written for others like DBZ, One Piece and Lucifer in the past.

4. What are your top five fics by kudos?

The Stars We Can’t See (Riyo/Fox)

Unexpected (Wolffe/Liri (my OC)

Whumptober 2022

All is Fair (Fox/Riyo)

Spontaneous (set in the Unexpected Universe, my fix-it universe Rex/Ahsoka)

6. What's the fic you wrote with the angstiest ending?

I wrote a Bly centric, post order 66 story called The Ghost of You.  It’s probably the darkest most tragic thing I’ve ever written.

7. What's the fic you wrote with the happiest ending?

Probably the drabble A kiss when both parties are crying, done for the kiss roulette prompts, where Wolffe meets his daughter Mira for the first time.

8. Do you get hate on fics?

I haven’t.  I have gotten a couple passive aggressive comments, but thankfully no outright hate.

9. Do you write smut? If so what kind?

Yup.  I like to write smut.  Usually smut with feelings, though I’ve done a couple of casual fling type one shots and a dark raunchy one time thing between Wolffe and Ventress.

10. Do you write cross overs? What's the craziest one you've written?

I haven’t.

11. Have you ever had a fic stolen?

No.

12. Have you ever had a fic translated?

Nope.

13. Have you ever co-written a fic before?

Not sure if it counts, but I did contribute to @aknightreaderr's amazing ask Fives universe with a letter from Sinker and Boost.

And, there may be plans for the future in the Unexpected-verse.   I am not opposed to this sort of thing, I think it’s so fun to dabble in each other’s universes.

14. What's your all time favorite ship?

I can’t just choose one. I love foxiyo, codywan, blyla and of course, I adore the little world I’ve built with my OC Liri and Wolffe.  I’ve just fallen for her as much as Wolffe has, I find her amazing.

And of course, as much as that occasionally bothers people and gets me blacklisted, I love rexsoka.  

15. What's a WIP you'd like to finish but doubt you ever wilI?

I do intend to finish all stories that I write, or I have the best of intentions…

I did start an obitine fic a while back, and while I had fun writing it at the time, the fandom toxicity just really got to me and I think I just burned myself out on it and needed a change. I suppose I lost the will to write there.  I’m not sure if I ever will get back to writing it.

I also have a Wolffe-centric post order 66 story I will eventually be continuing.  It is on temporary hiatus.  It’s very personal and near and dear to my heart and I guess I just got into a bit of a funk writing it.  It got very little attention, which I figured, as it is so niche, but…sometimes it’s hard to pour your heart and soul out.

16. What are your writing strengths?

Probably emotion.  I’m pretty good at getting into character’s heads.

17. What are your writing weaknesses?

Ha.  I’d say everything but the truth is I have no clue.  I just know I edit and edit and edit until I’m happy with something and hope for the best.  Sometimes I can get too wordy with stuff, sometimes I feel like my tone is really boring. 

Oh and summaries. I am the absolute worst at summaries. I can write a 5000 word super intense, emotional one-shot but then I go to post and I'm like...I got nothing...

18. Thoughts on writing dialogue in another language for a fic?

I like to throw a mando’a word in here and there.  Or I’ll worldbuild with Pantoran and Wroonian.  I don’t like to write whole lines of dialogue in other languages, because unless it is fandom-known, I think it distracts?  Like having to flip flop between the notes and the dialogue to understand the scene?  It’s like when you are watching a movie, and it switches to Chinese or something.  Sure it is accurate that they’d be speaking in their native language, but I’m scrambling to keep up with the subtitles.

My other language is German…and well…I don’t really write in it, at all.

19. First fandom you wrote for?

Dragonball Z.  I wrote a lot of Bulma/Vegeta fics, as well as a lot of Vegeta centric stuff that will never see the light of day.  I was an angsty youth.

20. Favorite fic you've ever written?

Probably a toss-up between Unexpected and The Stars We Can’t See.  I just love writing the progression of the relationships there.  Home Sweet Home holds a special place in my heart because it was the first rexsoka fic I ever wrote and it’s just a hot mess in the best of ways.

On a personal, need to get these headcanons out before I explode level?  I love the twin week stuff I wrote, Fight or Flight and Balance, specifically.

Tagging: @whyamismall @tealmisthams @snips2112 @sendpseuds @palfriendpatine66 @impossibleprincess35 and anyone else who would like to do this.

[kryzobi-wan]

I can't write drabbles to save my lifeeee how does one accomplish this???

This is gonna be me by the end of the Obitine Week

[ao3feed-obikin]

2023 Holiday Drabble Collection

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52483180 by YourFavoriteFridge A collection of short holiday drabbles for all your holiday fluff needs! Features Obikin, Obitine, Vostress, and Asajj/Satine. Words: 2995, Chapters: 6/6, Language: English Series: Part 1 of Seasonal Bites Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Categories: F/F, F/M, M/M Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Satine Kryze, Asajj Ventress, Quinlan Vos Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Asajj Ventress/Quinlan Vos, Satine Kryze/Asajj Ventress Additional Tags: Holiday prompts, Drabbles, Drabble Collection, Hot Chocolate, Fluff, Domestic Fluff, Mild Smut, Christmas Fluff, Christmas Eve, Christmas Shopping, Snowed In, Idiots in Love, Christmas Smut, Bathroom Sex read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/52483180

[ladylucksrogue]

Thank you for the unexpected tag @white-nights1337 . Totally not fangirling, not me

Last song: I am currently obsessed with the Tommee Profitt version of Iris. I want ro write something to it so bad…

Currently watching: the Mr. wants to rewatch Clone Wars. I am being supportive of course

3 ships: Foxiyo, Rexsoka, Obitine. I know just three but I need to shout my love for codywan too.

Favourite color: green 💚

Currently consuming: coffee. Also, I want ice cream but don't have any 😭

First ship: Vegeta and Bulma from DBZ

Relationship status: happily married

Last movie: no idea what it was called, it was something hubs picked out about a group of women that have to defend themselves. Not usually my type of movie but it was good

Currently working on: the plot bunnies are strong with me. I have a second chapter of my Rexsoka fic, I never finished my Cody day drabbles and had two more in mind, I have a few foxiyo ideas, and a post Fives one shot story dealing with the aftermath of everything withFox, Rex and Cody. So much, I just need to get brainstorming and writing

Tagging: @ahsokathegray @piccolaromana @quigonsjeans @impossibleprincess35

Thank you for the tag, @donottrustsistergoldenhair !

Tag Game

Tag game: tag 9 people you’d like to get to know better.

Last song: The Famous Final Scene by Bob Seger & The Silver Bullet Band

Currently watching: Unearthed, S5 E2 Empire State Building

Three ships: Ah... hrm... Bagginshield, for certain and for always; My newest ship, Lokius; and my rarest yet longest-lasting ship, Mike / Oyuki (TMNT)

Favorite color: Any deep, lovely shade of green

Currently consuming: Decaf black tea with one sugar

First ship: Like many people, I can't say what my first ship was, because most of them are hiding out in the deepest recesses of my mind and refusing to reveal themselves, but as I mentioned above Mike and Oyuki are my longest-loved sweeties.

Relationship status: Married for (counts on fingers) twenty-nine years now!

Last Movie: The ROTTMNT movie... it bears rewatching!

Currently working on: In real life, not too much; in fandom circles, several TMNT WIPs and the final chapter of my Bagginshield-in-the-Shire fic, "Collapse"

Tagging (no pressure!) ---

@soliloquy-of-nemo @whumpdoyoumean @reima-of-the-kells @turtle--soup @undercoverwizardninjaturtle @theunicorncomic-blog @aceofwhump @arandomsewer @deadlyflan

[oodlesofsnootles-main]

News trickles in on cadets’ comms, between classes, in busy hallways:

BOMBING AT PEACE PARK

It can’t be true. This doesn’t happen in Sundari.

Korkie slips away from the commotion, into a supply closet. He must think. He must not panic.

Aunt Satine assured him he is always safe, but surely she doesn’t know everything?

Someone knocks at the door.

“Occupied!” he yells, though why would a closet be occupied?

But Auntie must be safe, she has to be.

The knocks turn into bangs.

“What?!”

“We saw you run in, we were worried,” they answer.

His friends have great timing.

****

“You’re back! Finally!” An enthusiastic, relieved welcome from her boy.

“Everything is sorted out now,” she smiles. “No more worries.”

He throws his arms around her. Not the usual hug; it lingers. He tries to bury those faint sniffles but she hears them.

“I wasn’t worried.”

He will grow up too fast, as she had to. Should she shield him? Prepare him?

“How was Coruscant?”

He doesn’t need to know about the assassination attempts, or the business on Concordia or—

Familiar blue eyes stare up at her, wide and eager. Her heart aches.

There are many things he needn’t know.

[halfagonyandhope]

I would love a canon divergent post war obitine where Satine survives and they find each other again! (btw I love your work!)

She spends the days working through grief as she waits for him.

Corsin is a beautiful planet, just closer to Mandalore than it is to Coruscant, chosen for its location on the Hydian Way hyperspace lane. Satine knows the reasons she and Obi-Wan had selected the planet for their eventual rendezvous will be precisely why the Empire soon takes notice of it, but she also knows she and Obi-Wan will have left Corsin far behind by the time the Empire's forces arrive.

Satine runs a hand through her hair, still startled by its short length. She'd cut it dramatically and then dyed it before leaving Mandalorian space. Bo-Katan had even helped her obtain colored contact lenses before she'd escaped the planet, before she'd escaped Imperial occupation.

She wonders vaguely what Obi-Wan will think of the new darkness in her eyes.

She knows she didn't have a choice, that remaining on Mandalore would have been a suicide mission. She knows rationally that if she's going to be of any help to her people, she must do so from afar. She knows that sentiment toward her clan after the smear campaign against her - and after Bo had refused to obey Imperial rule after the recent Siege, only to be bested a few short hours later - is not kind.

She knows this, but knowing it doesn't make it easier to take.

Satine rises in response to a quiet knock on the door of the room at the inn she's rented. She recognizes the knock, but she is cautious, and she draws her blaster, doubling checking that it's set to stun.

She checks the lens through the door and then throws the door wide, allowing the cloaked figure inside before locking the door behind them.

A fraction of a second later, she throws her arms around Obi-Wan.

There's suddenly a soft cry, and Satine jumps back, startled.

Obi-Wan shifts his cloak, revealing a swaddled infant, and Satine freezes.

Obi-Wan pulls his hood down and shoots her a sad smile. "Padmé and Anakin's son," he whispers.

Satine holsters her blaster, still uncomprehending. Then she reaches a hand to move the fabric away from the boy, seeing bright blue eyes stare back at her.

Her eyes flash back up to Obi-Wan's, and she takes in his buzzed hair, his freshly shaven jaw - he's clearly taken similar steps to hide his identity.

She's suddenly sad he no longer has the beard she's grown accustomed to.

"They're..." She tries again. "They're gone, then? It's true?"

Obi-Wan nods once, curtly, and doesn't elaborate further.

Satine pulls him into her arms, this time mindful of the baby he holds. She wants to cry when she feels Obi-Wan rest his forehead against her shoulder.

"What's his name?" she asks.

"Luke," he responds, his voice rough, and Satine pulls back slightly.

"May I?" she asks, noting the exhaustion in his eyes, and when he nods, she takes Luke from him.

It's natural, she thinks, the way the baby fits in her arms, as it had been when she'd held Korkie all those years ago. She smiles down at Luke, and then her gaze flicks back up to Obi-Wan.

"He may make traveling easier for us, actually," she notes. "No one will look twice at us. They won't suspect we're anything but a family of refugees."

"We are a family of refugees," says Obi-Wan sadly, but there's a warmth there that makes Satine's heart sing. He breathes in. "I have so much to tell you. So much has happened."

She holds his gaze. "We have time now," she says, and he nods, pulling her close, his arms surrounding her and Luke.

Satine brushes her lips to the crook of Obi-Wan's neck, and his hand cradles the back of her head.

[jate-kara]

"You aren't supposed to be here."

The moonlight casts his face in flickering shadow. In its dappled glow, his smirk gleams.

"Are you complaining, my Duchess?" Obi-Wan asks, and arches one brow.

There's a smile pulling at the corners of her lips, too. "No," Satine allows, swallowing the sunburst struggling to break free. "I only mean to suggest that there are better ways to gain access to the palace than my balcony."

He swings himself over the railing with a single smooth motion. An instant, and she's in his arms.

"Perhaps," Obi-Wan murmurs, tucking a stray curl behind her ear. His thumb brushes against her cheek, soft soothing. "But none of those are quite as much fun."

She snorts at that. "Ben Kenobi," she starts, but the gleam in his eye cuts her breath and her protest short.

"I missed you," he murmurs. "It's been too long."

"So it has."

The sun breaks, the light beams - and Satine kisses him until she can't breathe.

---

[youare7567]

Satine Week Day 4: Cat

The kitten was out of place, alone in the burnt-out grass, too small to be so far from a mother. Satine caught it gently and carried it back to their campsite in her arms.

"Oh no. Don't show it to Master Qui-Gon," Obi-Wan said, but he gave her his outer robe to make a warm nest.

"There should be a settlement over that hill," said Obi-Wan, went to see what might be found.

Satine knew what he would find. She stayed by the campfire, feeding the kitten drops of warm milk from her fingertips and murmuring again her oft-repeated oath.

[kanerallels]

Obitine - I'll Be Home for Christmas <3

Featuring one of my sister's OCs, and my personal Obitine child OC:

He promised he’d be home.

She held onto that thought, trying not to pace. In the next room over, she heard Colette laughing as one of the Protectors, Aren, entertained her.

“I'll be home in time for Life Day,” he'd promised, pressing a kiss against Satine's forehead. “I just have to finish up a few things at the Temple first.”

She hadn't argued or pointed out the times he hadn't been able to make it. Satine didn't hold any bitterness against her husband and his work-- she just wanted him to be here. He'd told her and their daughter that he would make it, after all.

So where is he?

Her worries flooded over her, until she couldn't think of anything else. This distracted her so much that she didn't hear someone entering the room until an arm slipped around her waist, and a familiar voice murmured against her ear, “Worrying about me again, Duchess of mine?”

“Obi-Wan,” Satine gasped, and spun around to fling her arms around her husband, who pulled her willingly into his embrace. “You're home.”

Christmas drabble ask game!

[fanfic-phoenix]

Obitine Week 2023, Day 4 - Padme's Son

Prompt: Baby

Rating: Gen

Word Count: 100

Read on AO3

Korkie grimaced. "I'll find us a ship."

“His name’s Luke,” Obi-Wan said, pitching his voice low to avoid waking the child in his arms.  “He’s…”

“Master Skywalker’s son,” said Korkie.

“Padmé’s son,” Satine sighed.

“Bail has the girl.  Leia.”

He felt Korkie’s horror in the Force.  “You’re splitting them up?”

“We have no choice.  They’re so strong, bright…  Together, they’re a beacon.  Palpatine would find them.”  Obi-Wan’s exhaustion was clear, weighing on his shoulders.  “I’m taking the boy away, to the outer rim.”

“Tatooine?”  Satine took the baby from his weakening arms.

“It seems appropriate.  Anakin…  He had family there.”

Korkie grimaced.  “I’ll find us a ship.”

Tagging: @weekofobitine

[ladylucksrogue]

Hey everyone...

As a way to break my writing block I'm going to try my hand at writing a few drabbles. I've reblogged a couple of prompt lists/asks. Feel free to send me an ask if anything strikes your fancy. Let me know what characters you'd like, singular, group, pairing ( ship or platonic), etc. I am up for writing anything character-wise, though of course those who know me know I gravitate towards Clone Wars era characters (Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Anakin, Cody, Rex, Fox, the other clones, etc). I have only ever written anything for specific ships (Obitine, Codywan, Fox x Riyo Chuchi) so if you want something else, I might decide on a case by case basis. Totally up for writing platonic stuff too, just give me the details and I'll see what I can do :)