#padawan fic

[bibxrbie]

"Luke Skywalker isn’t like the old Jedi. He saves Vader with his attachments!”

Wrong!

Luke Skywalker, at the end of Return of the Jedi, after his confrontation with the Emperor drags Darth Vader through the destructing Death Star. He’s desperate, knuckles white under the heavy weight of his father’s body, a little boy dragging his dad to safety. He sets Vader down for a moment, to catch his breath or maybe to get a better grip. He goes to grab Vader again, but Vader, uncomfortable and in pain, asks Luke to take off the mask. He wants to see Luke through his eyes instead of the eyes Palpatine built for him. Luke refuses, says that removing the mask is a sure way for Vader to die. Luke doesn’t want Vader dead, he wants Vader alive. Not to hold him accountable for his many evil acts, but for the same reason why Luke Skywalker can’t kill Darth Vader; Vader is his father and Luke loves him.

And yet, after a moment, Luke removes Vader’s mask. He doesn’t want to, he hesitates, but he removes the mask with enough slowness to allow Vader to take it back. In that moment, Luke sets aside his desire for Vader in his life, sets aside his desire to see him live, and sets aside his entire mission, the reason he was even on the Death Star in the place. In his compassion for his father, Luke stays with Vader until he dies. It is this moment where we see him be the best damn Jedi he can be. I’d even argue that this moment is the greatest example of non-attached love we see. Because Luke lets Vader go! He lets his father die, and in some ways, by removing the mask, he too kills Vader, he stays with him until his last moment, gives him the kindness of granting his last wish and finally chooses Vader.

And Luke doesn’t have to do this. If Luke Skywalker’s love for his father was an attachment, he would ignore Vader and continue dragging him to the escape pod, put his desire for a father as his central focus and ignore Vader’s wants and discomfort. Maybe he would even save him. But he doesn’t. Instead, he watches as Vader dies.

He builds a Jedi burial for his father and watches it burn the remnants of Vader and Anakin Skywalker away. He mourns Vader, he mourns what they could’ve had as father and son, considers what ifs and maybe-if-I-did-this. Vader/ Anakin is released from his mortal body, from his ‘crude matter’ and Luke lets him go. He says one final goodbye to Anakin. Then, he joins Leia, Han, Chewie, Lando, and the rest of the Rebels and celebrates their victory. He lives in the present and celebrates what he has instead of what he lost.

Luke Skywalker is THE Jedi. Everything about Luke Skywalker serves as the foundational cornerstone of the Jedi, everything about the Jedi as a culture and philosophy is reflected in his character. Luke’s desire for the New Jedi Order isn’t to throw away the values of the old Order, but to vitalise them, breathe life back into dying lungs, and rebuild a path that people set out on their way to destroy. (Yes, his Order is different from the Old, but that’s because it has to be. He doesn’t have the resources or the safety of the Old Order.) The philosophies of the Jedi are difficult and they aren’t for everyone, and like the perfect Jedi that Luke is, he struggles and stumbles and sometimes he even rejects it. But, no matter how far he falls, it is a way of life he chooses again and again and again. It is a way of life that welcomes him back each time

[nolouvreart]

Sweet… sweet padawan of mine

[chyarui]

the idea of winged obi-wan has been living in my head rent free for MONTHS and i finally got around to it, enjoy guys! (and let me know if you wanna see more 👀)

The jedi having feathers growing in their hair was too funny a concept to not include- they just have perpetual bed head at a young age when their feathers are still growing (the REAL REASON why Mace shaved his head)

[bon-sides-sw]

Question: whose Cal Kestis other parent?

On another day I would have told you that can be anyone, even a random stranger he met on a bar- BUT THEN, @babygirlbridger and @krispyswips infected me with the brainworms via discord chats and this Fic [To Out Halcyon Days] (E) that I'm so obsessed with!!

So yes, is Quinlan.

But Obi and his stewjoni biology are so powerful that his womb just photocopies himself.

[pachkko]

(Read left to right)

-At least he wasn't going insane. He was just being emotionally manipulated by a baby. That was… not better, now that he thought about it-

You guys should read Porg Eyes by @lamaenthel cause it melted my heart with how cute it was! There's really not enough young distater lineage interacting with just ashoka and obi so this was so great to read.

Credit for dialog from Porg Eyes on Ao3

[digoload]

two platonic jangobis and a jaster mereel for ur consideration (doodle dump)

[morgines]

I'm probably living in the neolithic since I can only make traditional art but I made fanart of some of my favorite scenes of Spy Wars by @clawedandcute !!!

[skywlker-sluvtt]

69 on the smut dialogue and D5 on the smut prompt list with anakin? :)

Deflowered

anakin x fem!reader

A/N: Ugh this turned into my padawan fic and I absolutely loved the prompt so I couldn't help myself turning it into an entire fic. ily nonnie <3

Master Ani's been dreaming of his padawan for months when he feels her distraction again he finally takes what's his (Anakin is about 10 years older in this <3)

Warnings: master x padawan (reader is 18+), virginity taking, oral (f receiving), dirty talk, fingering, innocence kink, unprotected p n v, a little bit of blood, sprinkle of dacryphilia, lmk if i missed any

Word Count: 1.8k

Main Masterlist 500 Celebration

✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧:･ﾟ✧

Prompt: 69 one person stopping a kiss to ask “do you want to do this?”, only to have the other person answer with a deeper, more passionate kiss + D5 sloppy, dirty sex

“Your lack of concentration is unlike you” Anakin commented placing a hand on your shoulder. Goosebumps rose across your skin at his warm touch. “Sorry Master,” You said putting your robe back on and looking up at him. “Is something on your mind?” He questioned not bothering to put any of his robes back on, still in a thin shirt from training. “Not really I’m quite tired” You replied trying to take your eyes off his exposed chest. “You can’t lie to me that easy” He smirked. “I can feel it y’know,” He said quietly. “Feel what?” You blushed. What was it that he felt? If he knew how you felt about him you were sure you’d be expelled. It was inappropriate and Anakin was much too old for you.

“Look at me,” He said quietly lifting your chin. Recently, he’d been more touchy, brushing a hand over yours or placing a hand on your back more frequently. All those touches made it so much worse. Heat bloomed in your stomach as you looked back at him. His eyes studying you carefully, a smirk plastered on his stupid perfect face. “Tell me what you feel, padawan” You stayed silent as your throat went dry. You couldn’t help but wonder if this was a test.

“I…” You squeaked nerves preventing you from speaking. “I love how innocent you are, can’t even speak the things your pretty head imagines” Anakin continued lifting his thumb to your bottom lip and pulling it down suggestively. “Master” You whispered swallowing thickly. “You sound so sweet when you call me that” He watched your eyes. The way they widened with nerves, he could feel your arousal through the heat of your skin. “I want to know, what you’re thinking about,” Anakin said more firmly this time. “I can’t,” You told him.

His smile grew and he stepped even closer. “Why not?” He questioned leaning even closer. The leather of his glove rested against your jawline, your mind wandered wondering what the durasteel would feel like on your cheek. “Such an innocent thing, let me say it for you,” He said lowly leaning down to capture your lips with his own. Your heart leapt and the familiar butterflies swarmed your stomach as your master kissed you. In response, you leaned in closer placing your hand against his chest.

Anakin pulled back unexpectedly. Touching his flesh you could now feel the lust radiating from him. His dark gaze met yours and he asked in a whisper “Do you want this?” In response, you stood on your tiptoes wrapping your arms around his neck and kissing him deeply. Your heart was still pounding with nerves. He immediately slipped his tongue into your mouth grabbing a handful of your ass through thick robes. You whimpered quietly flinching at his touch. He deepened the kiss making sure you were pressed right up against him so he could feel as much as possible.

“So innocent” He whispered breaking the kiss. His lips moved along your jawline down to your neck. His fingers moved downward desperate to undress you. “Tell me padawan, have you ever been touched?” He asked. “N-No Master” “Good girl, then I’ll be the first” He groaned into your neck. “I want you in my quarters, now” He ordered. You nodded eagerly taking a hesitant step away from him before he guided you to his quarters. Anakin let out a quiet sigh of relief that it was so late, nobody would hear what he was about to do to you.

When the door was locked his hands were on you in an instant unwrapping you like a gift. You slowly helped him, becoming more nervous by the second. “I’ve dreamed of this pretty body for months,” He told you. Left in only your undergarments he pulled the breast band from your chest licking his lips hungrily. His gaze made your nipples harden as you began to hide yourself. “No hiding,” He said grabbing your arms and pulling them away. “Master I-” “Shh baby,” He cooed pushing you against his bed dropping his mouth to your breasts.

You whined as he bit and sucked on the sensitive skin. Anakin left bruises across your chest soothing them with his wet tongue. Lifting your hips you started to grind your pussy into his thigh desperate for the slightest amount of friction. His mouth left your tits as he trailed dirty kisses down your stomach, he ran his fingers down your inner thighs before pulling your panties down. “Such pretty holes, I can’t wait to use them” He smirked spreading you open with his fingers. Lifting his free hand to your mouth. “Open,” He told you sneaking his fingers past your lips. “Now suck” You did as he asked sucking on his fingers.

Anakin’s smirk grew as he tested your gag reflex working them down your throat further until you gagged on them. “We’ll have to work on that” He hummed pulling his saliva-soaked fingers from your mouth. “Master, what are you doing?” You asked closing your legs. “I’m getting you ready for me angel, I want these legs open. Show me that pretty cunt” He instructed watching lustfully as you did as he asked. Anakin couldn’t get enough of the blush on your cheeks. “You look so gorgeous like this,” He said quietly teasing your entrance.

“Have you ever fingered yourself padawan?” He asked slipping only one finger into your tightness. “No Master” You replied clenching around his finger. His eyes burned into yours before he smiled. “You just grind your pretty clit on your pillows, don’t you? Thinking about me? Wishing it was my thigh you were humping?” He teased. Noticing how your cheeks burned scarlet red and you looked away Anakin smirked. He slipped a second finger inside of you pushing in gently. A subtle moan escaped your lips and he hummed.

Anakin leaned down between your legs removing the glove from his hand. You felt the sting of cool metal around your thigh before his tongue pressed against your slit. “Master!” You whined shivering from the combining sensations. “Relax, love. I want you to enjoy this” He whispered quietly, languidly licking through your folds with intention. You could feel him deeply the way his force signature flowed with yours so perfectly clouding your senses with desire. Each flick of his tongue drew a desperate moans from your lips. His fingers delicately stretched you out quickening the pace before the heat in your stomach burned.

“Master I’m-I’m going too-” You sighed. “Cum for me my padawan, you have my permission” He smirked as you rolled your hips into him faster. His digits curled deeper into your walls stroking the perfect spot as you lifted your hips higher with a needy moan. Your body convulsed with pleasure around Anakin's fingers as he watched you with a smirk pulling away from your pussy, depriving you of any more pleasure. “Master” You whispered looking back up at him. “I know my darling. This will feel good for you too” He taunted revealing his cock to you.

His hard length sprung free from his boxers and he let it rest on your stomach. Admiring how his tip sat on your belly button. “Ready to feel me in your stomach angel?” He whispered pressing a disgustingly wet kiss to your lips. “Please” You nodded. “I want you to touch it first” He smirked taking your hand in his. Anakin spat into your hand making your eyes go wide. “Don’t get shy on me now” He whispered guiding your hand lower. Glancing down you wrapped your hand around the thickness wondering how that would ever fit inside of you. Your pinky barely touched your thumb as you held his cock.

“Good girl,” He whispered taking your wrist and moving your hand up and down his shaft like it was a fleshlight. “Squeeze tighter,” He said his hand clutching your wrist tight. You did as your master asked watching intently as he helped you jerk him off. “Ah-that’s my girl. Now you’re going to put me inside of you” Anakin smirked. “Master…I don’t know how” You told him. “I’ll show you” He growled leaning back until his tip was pressed to your clit making you squirm. Still holding him tight his dick slipped lower till he was pushing inside of you. “You take me so well baby” He rasped. You whined at the stretch. He filled you only halfway before tears pricked at your eyes.

“I’m only halfway baby” He grinned “Feeling full already?” You nodded squeezing your eyes shut. The pain was almost pleasurable, the feeling of his fat cock made your walls clench begging him to continue. He groaned as you squeezed and pushed further in. “That’s my good girl, you like it don’t you? The pain feels good” He dropped his head to your shoulder entering you fully with a quick thrust, his hips meeting yours. “Master” You squeaked locking your ankles around his waist. “You feel so fuckin’ tight,” He said before kissing you passionately.

Anakin thrusts in and out of you slowly. He watched how tight your cunt squeezed him as he moved. Your pussy clung to him desperately just as you did with your nails, digging them into his shoulder blades. You let out a choked sob and he smirked. “No tears, take it all padawan. You can do it sweet girl” He smirked before his tongue met your cheeks, tasting your tears. “Too much!” You cried out as his fingers met your swollen clit. “No, no, no. You wanted this sweet girl now. take. it” He growled building up his pace.

Hips snapping against yours it finally felt good as his cock reached all the right places, the relentless sting leaving you with only pleasure. As you moaned out Anakin’s mouth met yours inhaling every sound that left your mouth. “My innocent padawan-fuck-bleeding all over my cock” He smirked admiring the blood between both of you. “Master! P-Please, wanna cum on your cock” You pleaded loudly. “You cum on my cock when your master tells you to” He replied digging his teeth into your shoulder surely leaving a mark.

“Mine…all fucking mine. This pussy is mine. Say it!” He demanded tugging on your hair. “Yours all yours master! My pussy is yours” You yelped arching your back into him. He massaged your clit in tighter circles watching your face contort with pleasure on the edge of cumming. “Patience” He grunted with a few more sloppy thrusts. “Master” You gasped. “Yes?” “I want it inside” You whimpered. “Little cumslut” He groans biting your lip and pulling away before whispering. “Cum” The coil in your stomach snapped and you saw stars shaking around his thick cock. Your orgasm was electric as you felt his hot seed spill into you The thought of him impregnating you had your head spinning.

Anakin rutted into you lazily working you through your orgasm watching your eyes roll back mumbling praise to you. As the high wore off you were able to make out your master's cocky smirk as he looked down at you. You looked away nervously before he gripped your chin capturing your lips in a heated kiss desperate to taste you again. “Don’t act innocent now. You’re full of my cum angel, now you’re mine. Forever”

[jedi-starbird]

Disaster Lineage Timeline and Ages

Here is a Disaster Lineage timeline that actually makes sense and includes all members, plus their relative ages for each event. For all my fic writers who also get a headache trying to figure them out.

I tried my best to keep the relative ages the same as what Canon or Legends gives us with 2 exceptions (Xanatos and Komari). So while the dates may not be canon accurate for becoming a padawan or Knighting, their ages are. The grey cells mark how old the person was when they died.

I've given permission for this to be on the SW Reference wiki. Here!

Enjoy and hope you have fun with it! Detailed explanations for birth-date changes below the cut!

Buckle in Folks.

OK, so Dooku must be aged up minimum 5 years in order to train Rael before Qui-Gon and so Qui-Gon can train Feemor and Xanatos before Obi-Wan. Rael has to be at least 10 years older than Qui-Gon so that he can be knighted when Qui-Gon is padawan age. Canon has Dooku take on Rael at 22 so I kept that cause it's funny and that means Dooku has to be older than his canon birthday of 102BBY to fit both in.

Neither of Qui-Gon's birthdays work if you want to fit the other lineage members in. This is not at all annoying. 80BBY(canon) has him too young to train both Feemor and Xanatos before Obi-Wan and 92BBY(legends) has him being 17 when he becomes a padawan if Dooku trains Rael before him. 86BBY is my magical average that just barely works. I use fanon that Qui-Gon takes over Feemor's training cause it's the only way to fit him in without making Qui-Gon too old, thus domino-affecting Rael and Dooku.

Does this mean the 4 of them are all knighted between ages 21-23? Yes? Is that insane? Yes, but alas it's the only way I could make the timeline work.

Komari is the only birth-date I've moved for non-math reasons, her actual birthday is 62BBY, same as Nim, but that makes her 18 at Galidraan and I felt that was too young personally. (She kills 20 Mandos singlehandedly there. yeah. wtf)

Xanatos's birthday and death date are the same but I made him older when he fell because Legends has him as 16 and that really feels too young, especially since he was considered for the goddamn Knight Trials when he fell and we know Anakin was considered exceptionally young when he was knighted at 19. It makes for some nice parallels between them. Plus all the shit Xanatos gets up to after he runs off, he should be a little older to pull it off.

[padawansuggest]

Obi-Wan in his natural habitat in the temple sleeps in a loft bed (it was supposed to be storage he said cat instinct and turned it into a loft bed they’re shockingly common with Jedi tbh tho) and under 17 fluffy blankets with a pregnancy pillow (he’s not pregnant he just can’t sleep off his stomach if he don’t got one and sometimes autism requires squishing to keep it all down) and three more fluffy blankets on top of him. He has an optional Padawan or pet (not really a pet, just whomever followed him how from the gardens today) in bed with him also. And he’s got a projector on the wall and has a night stand with water and gaming devices so he can survive up there forever.

The clones, who have learned to sleep with full kute coverings and usually without blankets or pillows cause they just pass out on each other, most of whom identified with their Jedi for having similar sleeping types if they weren’t human, realize they are quite horrified by his Stewjoni nesting instinct. And he’s offended and refuses to sleep with any of them till they apologize to his favorite stuffed animal for insulting his HOUSE. Fuck you bitches he and Master Sparkle Bantha deserve better.

Cody is groveling while Alpha is still trying to negotiate a less intense number of blankets and Anakin is just shaking his head like ‘it’s not worth it Bro’ and Alpha is like ‘shut up ur an omega too you brat’ and that’s the last straw, you called them omegas now Cody is asking what an omega is and Alpha is trying to figure out how to keep his AO3 account hidden from his vod’e and nvm he’ll sleep in the barracks forever-

Obi-Wan holds this info over his head like a guillotine and convinced him to get in the damn nest right this second and cuddle him better.

If you don’t sleep with at least two comforters and a queen sized fuzzy blanket then I don’t trust you. Yes I refuse to trust my sister and wife okay. Everything in the world has a downside and that’s theirs. My bed is half dragon hoard of yarn and squishmallows. I’m not changing for anyone.

Anakin’s bed is 90% pillow and squishmallow and 10% blanket. Padme uses a thin cotton blanket and lets him burrito wrap himself and uses him like a body pillow while he’s captive in the blankies.

[anakinskywalker97]

Trash Compactor

Anakin Skywalker X Padawan Reader

Summary: Your Anakin's Padawan and while stuck in a trash shoot the two of you get a little too close. Reader is legal but extremely innocent and inexperienced having been brought up in the Jedi Temple. Thinking about a super smutty part two.

Warnings: Fem Orgasm - not super detailed this is more fluff than smut.

Part Two - Smut

You knew he was having a rough time, through your force bond you had accidentally looked  into his thoughts  during force training. He was distracted so accidentally pushing into his mind was easy for you. 

You were lying in bed staring up at the ceiling of your compartment. Your whole body felt raw and painful. Anakin had been pushing you harder and harder in training. 

That’s where you found out his secret. 

He and Padmae had been in love. That piece of information alone was enough to keep you up for the past three nights, but they had also broken up because she had cheated. You kept trying to work out the timeline and the age difference but you couldn't wrap your mind around it. Or figure out how no one noticed. The tabloids followed her every move, not to mention Obi-Wan was very protective of Anakin. 

Anakin wasn’t happy that you had heard things in his mind, but that had also been the point of the task. He just didn’t think there was any way you would pick it up that fast. Normally force bonds like the one between the two of you took years to establish. 

Since then it’s been all sparing. An all forms free for all against him for hours. You and him had a tense relationship at the best of times. Anakin and you both felt the world and echother deeply. It lead to a lot of shared frustration. 

There was a whirring sound followed by a bunch of beeping. R2 had shot past your room at top speed by the sound of it. Your body jolted up thinking that maybe the ship was under attack. You grabbed your robe and ran out into the hallway. 

You chased after the little droid till you heard Anakin in your mind. 

What are you two doing?

I don’t know I thought we were under attack. 

Why would we be under attack? 

Why else would R2 be freaking out? 

I told you to go to bed. 

Well, I thought we were in danger 

The door in front of the droid opened and he moved into the darkness. Before you heard Anakins mental arguing you felt him crash into the back of you sending you both falling into the darkness. 

You used your training to cushion your blow. Not as well as Anakin, but still you were unscathed in the dim light of the… trash compactor. 

“R2 I swear I’m going to kill you for this,” Anakin grumbled at his beloved droid, who let out a cooing sound in response. “Fuck” He ran his hands through his hair giving you a chance to admire his untied robe and black boxers. It smelled and it was gross, but you would do it a hundred more times if it ment you could see him in only his boxers. 

You looked away quickly and began to try and find an escape latch. 

That’s when you felt the walls begin to move. 

“Master.” Your voice was shaky and you felt his large hand grip your shoulder. 

“Don’t freak out.” He said calmly, you felt his peace wash over you. A lot of the time he was wrapped up in anger, but whenever you got scared he would find enough calm inside him for the two of you. 

“There!” You pointed at a maintenance ladder with an emergency release lever. The only problem was it completely out of reach. 

“Here just climb up on me.” The walls were now dangerously close and you couldnt think of a better option. You nervously let him pick you up. He pressed your back against one of the walls and moved your leg over his shoulder. Your chest became tight and you fought for every shallow breath. His hands were all over you. Grabbing your ass and on your thigh. The walls got stuck against R2 and stopped. You were stuck up against him. 

“Use the force.” He said patiently. You took a breath and tried to stop feeling his hands on you. His fingers digging into your flesh, his face practically between your legs. You leveraged yourself up a bit and got your foot on his shoulder. 

______________

Anakin had been in a lot of tense situations. Why his exceptionally capable Padawan was suddenly force resistant when stuck in the bottom of a trash compactor was beyond him. She should be able to lift herself up. But he was doing all of the heavy lifting while her whole body shook with tremors. 

Sure it was gross, and it was a bit cold but not enough to make her shake this badly. He tried to reach out to her mind to calm her down further but it was shut down completely. 

When her foot slipped on the silky fabric of his robe it all made sense. His cheek was pressed into her hot center, and he could tell just how wet you were by the way your pj shorts slid along your hot flesh. 

You let out a hiss and he could feel you start to freak out. 

“It’s okay. It’s just me.” He tried to still his own emotions but found it incredibly difficult. “I’m not going to let you fall. I’ve got you.” His voice was more certain and he heard you take a breath. 

You tried to right yourself and push back up on one leg. His hands grabbed the flesh of your ass to steady you and he wanted to laugh at how much it impacted you. Touch-starved Padawan. 

Well, technically he was still a touch-starved Padawan too. He cleared his mind and tried to focus on the task at hand. You got yourself into a standing position on his shoulders. He grabbed your calves feeling like it probably wasn't helping. 

He looked up and saw your body elongated to it’s limits reaching for the bottom wrung of the ladder. 

“Use the force to steady you and jump.” 

“I can’t jump from on top of you!” You hissed. Your weight on his shoulders like this wasn't pleasant but it certainly wasn't unmanageable. 

“You’re light enough.” He said easily. “Clear your mind.” He felt it was a bit mean, he could feel the stress his presence was putting on your body. Your legs were barely able to keep you upright let alone balanced on his shoulders. 

He gave you a moment then he felt you bend your legs slightly. You pushed off and didn't come crashing down. Looking up you were dangling on the bottom wrung of the ladder.  He felt you pull yourself up and then heard the bottom bar break. 

He caught you, hating himself for liking the way you clung to him so tightly. 

He had you balanced on his hips with your weight against the wall. With most of the space gone, he was fine keeping you like that till he figured out a plan. You on the other hand were as tense as possible with your legs still shaking. He decided that was enough fun for one night and was about to put you down when you shifted your hips against his. The friction was electric and the sound that got caught in the back of your throat was officially pushing things too far. 

He should put you down or make you sit on top of R2. 

He made a vow to protect you and that meant from everything, even himself. 

With your arms wrapped tightly around his neck and your face pressed to his neck, you shifted again and he was questioning if it would be so bad just to let you continue. 

You weren't a child, only a few years younger than him. An adult. His hands gripped your ass a little tighter and he loved the way your body shuddered for him. 

I should put you down

Or? 

He pressed his hips against yours and rubbed his length against your soft flesh. The noise you made was all he needed. He would do anything to hear that sound. Feel the way your body embraced him. 

Your hips were uncoordinated and bucked against him, he found it endearing. There where clothes, not much, between you and yet Anakin had never felt so naked. Your mind was completley open to him, your pleasure running into the force bond around them like warm bath water. 

He controlled the pace and felt your body get more and more strung out. Your hand curled into the hair on the back of his head. He moaned and it was enough to push you over the edge. Your body clamped shut around him, your legs like a vice. He held you there his hard cock pressing against your very wet core. He wanted nothing more than to rip off your shorts, press himself deep - 

“Master.” Your voice was just above a whisper. “I don’t think that was a Jedi thing.” 

He pulled his face away to look at you. Your eyes were bright and chest was heaving. 

“You mean in 25 years, you never -” Ankin shrugged. 

“Felt that?” You asked confused. 

“Yeah.” He said already knowing the answer. No wonder you were so uptight. You shook your head and he moaned again. 

__________________________________________________

“If what I think is happening down there is happening. It better not be.” Obi-Wan’s voice called out as the doors to the compactor were pried open. You pulled Anakin’s hair again as you jumped in surprise then started to panic at his words. 

Calm down 

I can’t 

Yes you can, just follow my lead 

He tried to put you on the ground but your legs were like shaking jello. Your whole body was an uncoordinated mess. The fuck did he do to you. And why did you want him to do it again so badly?

He picked you back up the usual way he carried you when injured. You kept your face tucked against him wishing you could melt away into the floor. 

Obi-Wan hit the emergency button and the walls began to move apart and eventually, the floor rose up to the hallway. Anakin moved out into the light and you tried to keep yourself together. 

“Two Padawans against a trash compactor.” He looked angry with Anakin. “The war is hopeless” 

“R2 Ran into it, like there was something down there or - maybe he was running from something?” You tried to sound competent, hoping to take the attention off of your master. 

“I have no idea what that droid -” Anakin caught his eye and he sighed. Anakin hated it when Obi-Wan went off about the little droid. “The ship has been scanned. No one on board to scare him.” Obi-wan answered. 

“Well, if that’s the case I’ll look at him after I get you to the med bay.” He turned his attention back to Obi-Wan “Twisted ankle.” 

Obi-Wan gave Anakin a strange look and then he was out of view as Anakin turned and started to carry you down the hall. 

“I can still walk you know.” You said in your usual cool tone. 

“Right, so we can stay up all night limping to the med bay. Excellent suggestion, Padawan.” His voice was dripping with sarcasm. 

_________________________

Obi-Wan stood in the hallway watching his very flushed and awkward Padawans move down the hall. The force bond around them was unlike one he had ever seen before and now it was even more fierce. Their flushed faces and the fact that Anakin was walking in the opposite direction of the med bay made him feel obliged to chase after them to talk to them before they got themselves into real trouble. 

He felt a strange feeling on his shoulder, he turned to see Qui-Gon’s spirit next to him. 

“The force put them together. He needs her more than you understand. It will go above the Order.” 

Obi-Wan only nodded. 

“Yes, Master.” 

Qui-Gon laughed then faded out. Obi-Wan ran a hand through his hair wondering how his life got this complicated. 

_______________________

Anakin carried you to his room, taking you directly into the bathroom. He placed you in the tub and grabbed the edges of your robe. He slowly pulled it from your shoulders. He wanted to undress you and wash you down, but your wide eyes made him hesitate. How you were so impossibly pure and innocent blew his mind. 

You want me to go? 

You shook your head and he moved to get the rest of your clothes off. Every brush of his fingers made your breath catch. He knew what the responsible thing to do was. Even if it felt like it would kill him. He got undressed and got you both cleaned up. 

He watched you observe his naked form, and it felt nice to be admired. Scared from missions and this stupid war, none of it seemed to bother you. You looked at him with desire, but he could feel that steady bond between the two of you that made it so much more. He never felt this way with Padmae. He was a secret, something she was often ashamed of. Somewhere deep down inside he felt she only really enjoyed their time together because it was forbidden. 

Thinking of her made his mood shift, something he only noticed when he looked at you. Something flared in your eyes and you crossed your arms over your chest. He hated how every one of his emotions was available to you and how every time you internalized them as a reflection of yourself. 

You looked crumpled. He knew how that felt, especially when under the gaze of a lover.

He shut the shower off and grabbed a clean towel. He wrapped you up in it and picked you up. He threw you onto the bed and felt things between you lighten considerably as you let out a surprised laugh. He grabbed you a cotton sleep shirt from his closet and threw it at you. He put on a clean pair of boxers and followed you onto the bed. 

So I’m staying the night then? 

I’d like you to

The words were difficult. There was lust and attraction but something deeper inside Anakin. You were vulnerable, to vulnerable to be left in your room alone for the night. He wanted all of you, but the good in him just wanted to hold you. He tucked you into his side and felt both of you settle into a deep sense of comfort. 

So is that what sex is like? 

Anakin laughed and you smacked him playfully. He didn't particularly want to have this conversation, he wanted to sleep.

Have you really never had an orgasm? 

No? 

Why? 

I thought you had to you know - You shrugged your shoulders. 

I guess it’s not really taught as we are supposed to be free of attachment and all 

Did you love her? - Anakin didnt want to answer. It was too much, too personal. But then again there was no one else to tell, all his secrets were yours at the end of the day anyway. 

Yes, but not for a long time. 

I’m sorry - He could feel your love surround him, he felt unworthy of it. 

We should probably figure out whatever this is 

Maybe it’s just what’s meant to be - Anakin could feel your meaning. Everything about them was abnormal, how they came to be paired, how they could fight side by side, how they were interconnected to such a high degree. He knew it scared the counsel, but if it came down to you or them he knew who he would pick. 

I am your master though, it’s a position of trust and power. I - 

I’m glad you have that power and I trust you - you yawned and tucked yourself against him. You make me feel safe  

The urge to pin you down was overwhelming. He had never wanted anyone as much as he wanted you in this moment. He worked hard to keep you safe. He trained you hard, he took every opportunity to explain things to you. He had good intentions for this partnership, he wanted you to survive this war, and thrive as a Jedi. Feeling you in his arms now, all he wanted was to hold you and never let go. 

He kissed the top of your head. Fully relaxing into the feeling of being in another's company. 

[bibxrbie]

It is so difficult loving Luke Skywalker and being Jedi positive.

[nolouvreart]

Take me home where I belong I got no other place to go

[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) 💔

[idlywoolgathering]

There are two wolves inside me.

One says, "Dooku: Jedi Lost said Dooku and Sifo were like sixteen when they got taken on!!!" and the other one says, "but Jedi Apprentice, my beloved."

Hear me out though. Twelve year old Dooku trying to connect with local eight hundred year old cryptid. Twelve year old Dooku info-dumping to Yoda about history (which he was probably there for). Twelve year old Dooku trying to deal with Yoda's shenanigans in the temple while tiny Sifo fights for his damn life in Sith temples and has his mind ripped open <3 Dooku looking at twelve year old Rael and realizing that Sifo was that young when he did the ritual that ruined his life. The potential.

[obiwanobi]

Just saw gifs of Hayden training for rots and he looks so young in it.

Sooooo do you think that at one point during the clone wars Obi-Wan looked at Anakin doing something silly or the light hitting his face in a particular way and suddenly he saw the 9-year-old boy he took as a padawan, like "…oh Force that’s a child. I know he’s legally an adult and we knighted him, but this is the face of a boy. Look at those cheeks. He should be taking a nap right now. Why is this literal baby on a battlefield. I’m going to make him some soup right now"