#padmé x anakin x obi wan

[galactic-rhea]

One day i will create some serious art. But that day isn't today.

the individual art under the cut!

[mercysong-tardis]

Obi-Wan and Satine were made to dance to Hozier

Approximately 300 frames, many many tears, and 60 hours of my life later; I finally have the finished product. This Obitine animatic has been a dream project of mine and I’m so glad it’s finally done and I can share it with you all.

Of course Ahsoka has the receipts for the council

[adrianvokov]

headers star wars like

[cassie48]

𝓗𝓘𝓢 𝓔𝓜𝓟𝓡𝓔𝓢𝓢

𝖣𝖺𝗋𝗍𝗁 𝗏𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋 anakin 𝗑 𝖿𝖾𝗆 𝗋𝖾𝖺𝖽𝖾𝗋

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You were his prised possession. The very reason he lived. When he first met you on Tatooine as a boy he decided then and there, thatyou’d be his.

When he went back years later to seek out his mother, he met you again. 𝗜𝘁 𝘄𝗮𝘀 𝗳𝗮𝗶𝘁𝗵, he had decided. So he took you with him, despite what others thought.

Keeping you and him a secret was by far the hardest thing he had ever done. He was a very possessive man, and when anyone 𝗱𝗮𝗿𝗲𝗱 flirt with you, it would take everything in him not to kill them then and there.

Obi-wan was aware of your relationship with Anakin and knew it wasn’t just some childhood nostalgic friendship. He knew, 𝘆𝗼𝘂 𝘄𝗲𝗿𝗲 𝗵𝗶𝘀 𝗲𝘃𝗲𝗿𝘆𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗴. So when he went to Mustafar to stop him, he brought you.

You, scared and confused out of your mind, stayed on the ship until he and Obi-wan had finished fighting. When your heard the silence you ran out spotting him.

“Ani?” You wept tears falling down your tanned cheeks.

“Sweetheart what are you doing here?” He asked pulling your smaller body into his and wrapping his big arms around your little waist.

“Obi-wan brought me. W-Where is he” She cried clinging onto him.

“He had betrayed us. He’s to weak to understand my power. I have defeated the emperor, I know how the power to rule” he smiled menacingly placing your little head in his hands.

“Y-You’re gonna rule the galaxy?” You asked shocked.

“Me and you, side by side. I can finally treat you like the queen you are. I would never let anything or anyone hurt you. Do you understand sweetheart?” He said pulling you closer to him, if it were at all possible.

You nodded slowly taking in the information. “Y-You’d never hurt anyone, right Ani?” You asked innocently, leaning your head on his chest, the days events slightly tiring you out as your eyes grew heavy.

“Princess, the only time I’d ever hurt anyone is if they were hurting you. You understand that’s why’d I’d do it right?” He lied, knowing you’d believe him. He had to, you belonged next to him.

“I understand ani” you barely whispered, as you leant your body weight against him, feeling sleep wash over you.

“You must be so tired sweetheart, let’s go back to the ship, you need rest” he lovingly told you, but you were barely conscious at this stage. He picked you up  bridal style and you leant your head on his shoulder drifting off.

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Here you were, one month later since that night. Anakin was right, he took care of you, treated you like a princess. You and hun ruled the galaxy, the emperor and his empress.

You were sat in his lap, your little head leaning against his chest as he explained his orders to his men in front of him.

It wasn’t unusual for you to be sitting on his lap while he worked, he told you it calmed him down.

As you leant your head on his big chest, you tried your best not to let your eyes close, feeling tiredness come over you.

You let your eyes wander around the room, trying to keep them open. You looked to the right, your body freezing when you saw a man, one of Anakins me staring at you, with a disgusting smirk on his face.

You didn’t know what to do, your body didn’t move an inch. Anakin frowned feeling the nerves radiating off of you.

He leant down and placed his hand over your face, before asking “what’s wrong baby?” With a deeply concerned expression.

“He’s staring at me ani…I don’t like it!” You whispered burying your small face in his chest to escape the man’s stare. Tears slowly fell down your cheeks.

All the men stopped talking and looked towards the two of you. They were waiting for the emperor to kill or torture someone. They had been warned their first day

Anakin looked up, glaring at the man with a look that cannot be explained. He picked you up, placing your head away from the men.

“If any of you leave this room before I get back I will kill you all” he said simply before turning and walking back to your shared headquarters.

Once arriving he placed you down into your big bed, leaning down and giving you a sweet kiss.

You willed your tears and looked up at him. “I’m sorry Ani I don’t know why I’m so emotional lately” you whispered staring at his hand you were holding.

“I think I know sweetheart but we’ll discuss it in the morning. Try to sleep and I’ll be back in a little while” he told you as he went to leave.

You gripped his hand that you had been holding, your big doe eyes looking up to his own dark ones

“Y-Your not gonna do something bad are you ani?” You whispered with a slight pout on your lips.

Anakij smirked at you innocent look. “I’m only gonna have a stern word with the men baby” he told you, tucking you into bed and kissing your forehead tenderly.

You nodded before sleep came over you, and you closed your eyes.

Anakin smiled contently before leaving the room, his smile turning to a glare as he made his way back to the meeting room.

When arriving he saw all his men standing with an extremely nervous look on their faces, two men holding the man who was looking at you earlier.

Anakin walked directly over to the men with a knife in his hand, plunging it into his chest.

“What did u tell you about looking at my wife. She’s mine!” He yelled out, his face scrunched up in anger.

Eventuallu he pulled out the knife from the man’s now lifeless body, letting it drop to the floor.

Anakin looked at the two guards near him.

“Clean up this mess. Let all of you see this as a warning, of what will happen to you if you so much as look at your empress” he spat, with pure rage in his tone.

He made his way back to your headquarters, changing into clothes without blood. He then climbed into bed with you.

“Ani? Is that you?” Your soft angelic voice said, as you turned over rubbing your eyes.

“Yeah it’s me baby, go back to sleep you tired yourself out today” Anakin said his hands going about both sides of your waist before pulling you up a little into his embrace.

You hummed burying your face into his neck

“Did you have a talk with the mean man” You asked, your voice laced with a little fear.

Anakin noticed this and frowned.

“Baby, you know I would have never let him hurt you. He’s dealt with, this won’t happen again” he softly told you, pulling you in closer trying to ease your worries.

“Ok ani” you said before you drifted back off to sleep, your mind now at ease.

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𝗔:𝗡:

𝗶 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝗻𝗸 𝗶𝗺 𝗴𝗼𝗻𝗻𝗮 𝗱𝗼 𝗮 𝗽𝘁 𝟮 𝘁𝗼 𝘁𝗵𝗶𝘀!!

[jakegyllenbaalz]

natalie portman as padmé amidala

[mandoriana]

Part 2 - Star Wars Ua where everyone was happy

[writerbuddha]

Even though as George Lucas said, Jedi Knights are not "celibate", I believe this quote from the great Vietnamese Zen Buddhist monk and teacher, Thich Nhat Hanh could be useful when it comes to the Jedi practice of avoiding marriages, and can shed a new light to the overall story of Obi-Wan & Satine and Anakin & Padmé.

"As a monastic you lead a life of monastic celibacy and community, and if the one you love realizes that, she will not suffer and you will not suffer, because love is much more than having a sexual relationship. Because of great love you can sacrifice that aspect of love, and your love becomes much greater. That nourishes you, that nourishes the other person, and finally your love will have no limit. That is the Buddha’s love." - Thich Nhat Hanh

It might worth to examine those love stories from this perspective, considering that Obi-Wan said to Anakin in Clone Wars: "It's not that we are not allowed to have these feelings. It's natural." even though he said, the relationship between Anakin and Padmé must not go beyond friendship, and what Lucas had to say on this: "Jedi Knights aren't celibate - the thing that is forbidden is attachments - and possessive relationships." and "So you have to learn to give up everything. And ultimately for a Jedi Knight, it’s very easy to give up. One of the things they give up is marriage. They can still love people. But they can’t possess them." and "A Jedi is never lonely. They live on compassion. They live on helping people, and people love them. They can love people back."

[betelgo0ze]

I’ve officially lost my will to live so here is an in-depth analysis on Star Wars sexuality’s and by “in-depth” I mean this is longer than I originally expected.

To be clear, most of these(minus a few) are headcanons. I’d love to hear your own headcanons in a CALM and RESPECTFUL manner lol. Headcanons are personal opinions and these are mine but again, I’d love to hear yours. I’m open to updating this list.

Obi-Wan: Obi actually is a semi-confirmed queer character. His bisexuality was briefly hinted towards and at the end of the day it very easily could be written off but it’s definitely more confirmation than anyone expected. Again, headcanons are just that. HEADcanons. They are personal ideas therefore are not canon though with his queerness being hinted towards it’s easy to simply accept it but it’s also easy to write it off. Most ppl choose for it to be 100% canon since again, it’s open to interpretation. I am one of these ppl lol. He’s also mentioned to possibly be asexual and I’m semi on board with this. Asexuality is a spectrum but in my head Obi-Wan is either all in or all out(that’s what she said) and as an asexual person I’m going to try and separate myself from him as best as I can. I’m bi, enby and ace but my asexuality is something I don’t talk about often so I won’t go in depth on it but note that my views are way different than other aces but they also could be the same. Huge spectrum. So here are some ideas, not really married to any:

-He’s just. A wh0re. Completely 

-Slut in theory but not in practice 

-Gives off wh0re energy but is just ace

Idk he canonically flirts with all his enemies which could be seen as slut in theory but idk I can’t imagine him being completely ace at the very least. Positively demisexual? But VERY much so, probably has only been w Satine *cough*Cody*cough* but that’s it. Idk this one I don’t rlly have a set idea on

JUST REALIZED I WENT OFF OH OBES LMAO SO UHHH SPEEDRUN

Ashoka: baby gay. Anakin has one of those “I’m proud of my lesbian sister” shirts. Currently trying to find a “I’m disappointed that my brother can’t hide his forbidden romance plot line” shirt(also getting one for Obi)

Anakin: straight but with Padmé he takes it up the as-

Also he’s been with exactly no one else BUT Padmé I’m sorry he’s a simp

Padmé: zero evidence but she’s bi (bi wife energy plays in the background)also unrelated but a total girl failure every girl failure needs her boy failure 

Maul: unlike Padmé I’ve got SO much evidence but also not rlly. In headcanon town I like to think he’s got a thing for Obi but in a canon mindset that’s impossible. Unfortunately my man would kill Obi if he got the chance which he has and just failed but fanfiction exists for a reason❤️❤️❤️

Luke: not a prequel character but I just had to add him bros a TWINK

Cody: Also out of nowhere but I mentioned my love for Codywan up there so ummmmmmmmmm gay

[pencildragons]

snippet of married sabé/padmé/anakin, or as i like to call it, 'ani(dala)^2 couples counselling saves the galaxy that i'd said i'd share. this fic was originally meant to be codywan (or possibly cody/obi-wan/quinlan), and this is from its opening, hence . the codywan in it lolol. i think if i Do end up writing this, this fic would be the second or third part of a series, with the first work focusing more on. what is outlined in above linked post :]

Dear Cody, Obi-Wan writes. His hand is shaking, and the ink blots untidily about the flimsi, pooling at the stems of his lettering. I think you would like the mountain belt Padmé has whisked us away to. It was a spur-of-the-moment decision six months after we moved to Naboo; after years of having to do everything and say everything in careful moderation, as is befitting for a politician, I think she delights in wild spontaneity. Or perhaps it is just the time she has spent in critical proximity to Anakin. It is likely that he delights in her wild spontaneity too, more’s the pity. Now, instead of my Padawan merely being a bad influence on his wife, they are just bad influences on each other. It is a vicious, vicious cycle. Then again, when I think back to Christophsis—the first time, the week before I met you—perhaps this is not such a new development. I’m rambling. Back to the mountain belt. The tallest of its peaks is nineteen thousand metres, but the one that we now reside on is but a modest three thousand metres in height, known in the local language as Jaraam. Much of the belt and the surrounding region was colonised by a northern provence until Monarch Réillata, Padmé’s predecessor as Ruler of Naboo, brought about total planetary unification approximately fifteen years ago, at which point reparations were begun to be made. Since the reparations and the land being both placed under legislative protection from corporate or urban development and returned to its custodians, the traditional practices of transhumance between the high mountain pastures where we now reside, and the lower, warmer valleys has been allowed to flourish. Padmé’s mother, Jobal, hails from the semi-nomadic community whose territory includes Jaraam, and was wholeheartedly supportive of the decision to come here. I am to understand that she took great pains to ensure that both her children were taught of their heritage, of their language and culture, and it is a relief to her that her eldest is reconnecting with it. Anakin has told Padmé in no uncertain terms that he will not hear a word spoken in this house of Basic or of Nubian, the language so thoroughly globalised that the planet was named after it during its entry into the Republic, until after the children begin to learn those themselves when they enter the schooling system. He is adamant that along with Amatakka and Dai Bendu (at my request; believe you me that I will be shocked until the end of my days that he agreed, and without a fight), the children will also learn to speak first in Durrathaam, the language of this place. ‘Tongues of the heart’, he called it; I think fatherhood has changed him, Cody, for there is a maturity in him now that I do not recognise.

We are living in an old stone hut built for such semi-nomadic herders currently—Padmé tells me it is where her great-great-grandfather was born. Truth be told, I do not mind the hut. It is chill at night and the only power source comes from a singular solar generator that Anakin jury-rigged, relegated to powering the kitchen, the ‘fresher, and the comm-signal relay, and it is most certainly not a space space meant to be shared by four adults, three droids, and two infants, but we make do. Padmé and Sabé are, however, concocting plans to enlist the hordes of teenlings and young adults of House Thule, Padmé’s maternal family group, who apparently have nothing better to do than to help design and build a chateau. …And still I ramble. Oh, this place is beautiful, Cody. I remember the wonder in your eyes when we landed on Hoth and you saw that huge mountain range in the distance once the snowstorm had settled and the air was clear, and the view is somewhat similar. You can see for klicks and klicks, further than you could ever on Coruscant, even to the granite cliffs on the horizon before they plunge into the sea. If one looks up, one can see the sky, quite devoid of clouds and a soft, pinkish red, generally with a moon or two visible even in the daytime, although disrupted by the snow-capped horns of the mountains surrounding us. If one looks down, one can see the valleys spread out across the land, deep hollows of green and forests of close-growing alpine trees and the little settlements nestled among them. I feel like I can breathe, here. Now, for the most important thing; the star of this system is small and hot, and the sunrises—I think you would like the sunrises, Cody. I would even go so far as to say that they would make your list of the top twenty greatest sunrises you’ve ever personally witnessed. They’re better here than they are in Theed, I daresay, although I shall of course leave this final judgement to you. Yours always, Obi-Wan Kenobi

Obi-Wan puts down his pen and stares out the window at the cool light of the not-yet-dawn sparkling across the frost, then sighs and reaches beneath the dark recesses of his bed for the small plastoid box. It is not particularly big, although its protective casing is heavy, and he settles it on his lap, brushing his thumb over the small lock in the centre of the lid. Its key, slim and fine, is strung around his neck on the same cord as a chip of his lineage river-stone and the broken tip of a helmet antenna and the worn charms that Bant and Quinlan had made in their Padawan years long-past after his return from Melidaan; a collection of keepsakes from some of the most important people in his life that are now gone for whatever reason, be it distance or death. He dips his hand into his sleep tunic and draws the whole lot out, fits the key into its hole, and turns it. The box contains the few other material possessions that he owns: Anakin’s braid; his own lightsaber; a dozen prized ‘graphs that he hasn’t yet pinned upon the wall; the comm; and, beneath it all, a small sheaf of flimsies, folded neatly into thirds. He takes the letter from his lap and waves it in the air to dry. When the ink has set, he creases it into three with care and slips it to the very bottom of the pile, then shuts the lid, locks it, and replaces the box in its hiding place once more. He wonders, just for a moment, what his ex-Padawan and his wife and her wife would think if they knew that, once a week for the past eight months, he’s been writing letters to a man almost certainly dead. (It really doesn’t bear thinking about.)

if you enjoyed this, please consider reblogging it!!! it rlly means a lot to me :3

[agere-fics]

🍄 you're a little in the revenge of the sith era 🍄

caregiver!obi wan, babysitters!padmé and anakin (sfw agere)

my family and i are getting evicted, help us afford housing ➡️ ko-fi

you like to help him take care of his boo boos. bandaids and kisses on smaller boo boos. Nurse Little One when there's bigger boo boos

obi wan is so cuddly and sweet here, just completely all over you and obsessed with you. can't wait for jedi council meetings to end, observation trips, reports, literally anything. he's learned from anakin (although secretly) that having someone to come home to can be wonderful.

if you're an older kiddo, he loves showing you how to do some saber tricks with padawn training lightsabers. he always praises you and gently guides you to the right positions and posture.

you love to do his hair A LOT. clips in his beard, clips on his head, glitter literally everywhere. it's a good way for him to bond with you when he needs to rest.

you don't see anakin and padmé a lot but when you do, it's always soooo much fun!!

padmé loves to take you on nature walks, do your hair or dress you, take you swimming.

you and padmé love to feed the ducks fruits and veggies! you love pointing to them and shouting "duck! ducks!"

she'll ask you what colors they are, what sounds they make, and has you draw a pretty picture of the duckies you saw to give to obi wan!!

anakin absolutely loves rough housing with you, you're always safe and protected though, don't worry

you'll do fake lightsaber battles with anakin and he lets you win ajfhs

and when obi wan comes back, you immediately jump in his arms!! everyone else is forgotten, cause your cg is here!!

anakin and obi wan will hold your hands and swing you as you walk akdhs

obi wan let you pilot an aircraft once, once... never again akdjs

sometimes when everyone's together, there's lots of talk of war and politics and sometimes it means arguments. you hate them, it makes you cry. obi wan tries to shield you from it the best he can.

when all the bad stuff begins to happen, obi wan tells you everything in the most appropriate way he can. he tried his best to be reassuring and soft but a lot of raw emotions got in the way

obi wan keeps you away from the city. no matter your protests, he vows to keep you safe.

when he comes back, you become Nurse Kiddo again, tending to his wounds, giving forehead kisses cause obi is so sad :(

he tries to push you away but you don't take it one bit!! when yoda tells you obi wan's going to tatooine you immediately decide you're going, too.

you give forehead kisses and soft hugs to the babies, the twins, luke and leia.

on the trip to tatooine, you hold luke the whole way. everything else is so sad but luke is so silly and adorable! he helps a lot.

you both grieve and miss padmé and anakin. but luckily since you're together, it's not so bad.

[fic-rec-time]

Ashes To Ashes, Dust To Dust

by Livsy 

Star Wars/Complete/Chapters: 13  Words: 36,193

In which Old Ben has time travelled back to the clone wars era, but twenty years on Tatooine have left their mark. Anakin notices.

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A tender, heart-wrenching piece. Really leans into Obi-Wan’s position as Anakin’s father figure. A very satisfying read for Time Travel Fix-It fans. Good pacing and SUCH good hurt/comfort. This story doesn’t shy away from the choices Obi-Wan and Anakin have made, or the consequences of their actions, but it isn't a bashing fic. Theres interesting parts about Tatooine culture as well.

[rinn-e]

I am pretty late, but Soulmark Crack for wip game. What's it? I need to know more :)

I've had that in my WIPs for years! :') It's a kinkmeme fill for this prompt (SPaG mistakes aren't mine lol):

Soul marks are rare and the will of the force. Even the council won't dare stand in the way of unions because force users with the marks are able to resist the dark side better after their brought together. When Anakin and Padme get them their thrilled that they can marry but they also have someone else's name: Obi-Wan Kenobi. They have to all get married only Obi-Wan doesn't want it. He's talk into doing it for Anakins' sake (to help resist the dark side) but he doesn't feel that way about Anakin and hardly knows Padme. Determined to make it work Padme and Anakin set about to woo Obi-Wan.

I have 8k words written so far and know it'll probably only take around 10k-15k words to finish it, but somehow I could never do it (yet). Still, when I read the prompt I absolutely adored the idea of poly anakin x padme x obiwan because I actually love Padmé and she deserves happiness too and the prompt makes a lot of sense (because Obi-Wan and Padmé have always been the people helping Anakin stay away from the dark side the most). I think this is the Star Wars WIP that gets most likely finished!

Here's a fun little excerpt:

“One of those slimy, yellow flowers must have been poisonous. I hope it only gave me this itch and I won’t turn purple or grow a second head.” Ahsoka chuckled. “Yeah, I doubt that. The Force would have to have a very bad day to give you a second mouth to speak with.” “I’d join the 212th,” Rex remarked drily, emerging from the crowd of clone troopers behind them. “I’m sure General Kenobi would be glad to have me.” “Hey, maybe I could ask him to take over as my Master too, hm?” Ahsoka grinned. Anakin shot them both a dark gaze that would have been more effective without the amusement curling his lips. He put his hands on his hips. “Obi-Wan wouldn’t take either of you. He can’t risk burdening himself with troublemakers.” “Takes one to know one.”

[mercysong-tardis]

Deleted TCW scene. You KNOW Satine would visit Corosaunt during the summer for the view.

[leapingbadger]

The Jedi, The Duchess & The Commander

Summary: Obi Wan and Cody are assigned protection detail when Satine Kryze makes a last-minute visit to Coruscant. Trouble follows the Duchess by way of an assassination attempt and Obi Wan and Cody not only have to navigate the current threat, but the effect her presence has on their relationship.

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Excerpt:

“I really must insist,” Obi Wan said, his hands on his hips, his lightsaber hilt swinging aggressively on his belt as he moved around the room.

“I do not take orders from you, General. I am staying. End of discussion.”

“You have been here less than an hour and already been the target of an assassination attempt.” Obi Wan said, his voice raised to a pitch Cody hadn’t heard before.

The Duchess stood up, eyes staring fiercely at the Jedi, “You think I would be any safer at home, Obi Wan? This is a constant of my reign and one that will not be solved by you in the space of thirty minutes. I will remain on Coruscant until I have studied the artifact and determine whether it should be returned to the Mandalorian people. Only then will I leave.”

Cody let out a sigh. They had been at it for what felt like hours. Once in the safety of Padme’s apartment, Obi Wan and the Duchess had wasted no time in making their opinions on this most recent assassination attempt known.

The door to the apartment opened and Anakin Skywalker came striding in, “Padme I just heard,” He paused as Obi Wan, Satine, Cody and four Mandalorian guards turned to greet him.

“Are you all alright?” Anakin said as he moved past Padme and came to stand with Obi Wan.

“We are fine, Anakin. Although not for want of trying.” Obi Wan said testily, his brow furrowed.

The Duchess scowled at the Jedi and Cody was glad he was wearing his helmet to hide his smile. He had been less than thrilled to be given guard duty. There were many more important things he could and should be doing. Babysitting his lover’s ex was not really on the list of priorities, but now he was seeing them together he was pleased that in place of the presumed affectionate banter was outright aggression.

Cody’s relationship with Obi Wan was fairly new. He wasn’t even sure if he could call him his boyfriend yet. He definitely didn’t want anything to come between them, especially a Duchess.

Obi Wan had been open about his relationship with Satine. He had to be as he tried to navigate his feelings for Cody. It wasn’t uncharted territory for the Jedi to fall in love, but to act on those feelings was something he was hesitant to do. Cody smirked under his helmet and felt heat climb into his cheeks thinking about the time Obi Wan professed his love for him, after desperately trying to deny it for so long. To say the galaxy came alive at that moment was an understatement.

[fleshmunchers]

Obi-Wan : Is there anyone here who’s actually straight?

Anakin : *raises hand*

Padmé: *puts their hand down*

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