#top obi-wan

[kana7o]

kofi sketch for @virahaus!!

force ghost pregnancy anyone--

[raphaerolo]

i am not good at drawing kiddos but here's my best rendition of Dino Kid Obi-Wan Kenobi 🦖🦕

I'm imagining Qui-Gon opening his door in the middle of the night to see lil Obi crying cuz he had a nightmare that featured the asteroid that killed the dinosaurs

[starwarjotta]

I return! with Codywan cuddles, of course

[intermundia]

"The visual script [of Revenge of the Sith] shows the moment where 'burnt' Anakin is rescued by the Emperor—whose gesture echoes that of Obi-Wan touching Luke's forehead in Episode IV."

So the sheer number of allusions between Lucas's work on the prequels and the original trilogy is so satisfying to me. His whole philosophy of "it's like poetry, it rhymes," influenced the prequels on both a macro- and micro- scale. From mirroring themes and large structural choices, to tiny visual beats like this. The prequels are in open dialogue with the originals, and imho it's different from how the Force Awakens recycled and reused story beats, it's not mere reference out of nostalgia. It's very intentional and the meaningful connections that improve both sides of the conversation by virtue of the link.

[amarcia]

A certain day in the Jedi Temple

✨🌙 ART LOG -> @404ama

[magnusbae]

been having some rough few days in the sw books tags

[izzystizzys]

Fox tags along on a smuggling bust one (1) time and subsequently wishes he’d never been decanted.

Well, he’s arrested the perp a lot more than just one time, actually, but that very first tackle into a chokehold and electrocuffs more than sufficed to turn the fates against him - the fates, and Cody, the insufferable twat. They’re not actually even batchmates, the lot of them, and going by numbers Fox was decanted long before them (long as in seconds or minutes, no one actually knows), but Seventeen put them all in a training room together and then stupid kriffing Kote looked him up and down, nodded, and hasn’t stopped calling him vod’ika since.

“Why is one of the Republic’s most wanted criminals asking to speak to you, vod’ika?”, Cody asks, without any preamble, almost making Fox cut the holocall on principle. He would, if General Kenobi wasn’t right there next to the little shit. “And why do I not like his tone?”

Fox has to resist the urge to close his eyes and scream, making do with a deep sigh instead. Force curse the day Cody decided to adopt-nap him, and Wolffe following suit immediately. “Weequay, shifty eyes, stupid fucking pirate bandana?”

Cody’s eyes narrow suspiciously, and Kenobi’s eyebrows raise simultaneously. It’s more than a little creepy.

Fox rolls his eyes so hard he sees stars. “Tell him he can go space himself, unless he wants me to do it for him. And then tell him that if he sends me fuzzy fucking socks again I might just hunt him down and do it anyways.”

Past the slide of the door, Thorn’s unmistakable cackle reaches Fox. And Cody, going by the narrowing of his eyes. “Don’t tell him that, ori’vod, he’s probably into that”, Thorn calls out, gleefully, and Force Fox really should’ve kept this to himself in the first place.

He would’ve, actually, but the constant stream of strange presents into Guard headquarters is hard to miss. It was Alderaanian chocolates, last week, which Fox pawned off on the Shinies. A box from a store with a blacked out label before that, which he launched out the window with burning ears before Thire could get a closer look at it.

“Actually”, Thorn continues, happily, “I don’t think it matters much if you do tell him anything - it’s not like the Commander has been the most graceful courtée, and that hasn’t done anything to discourage our favorite smuggler.”

“Marshall Commander”, Fox hisses, because he’s a pissy bitch, and then, because all professionalism has gone out the window anyways, “This is why Stone is my favourite.”

Thorn’s wounded gasp is lost over Kenobi’s thoughtful hum, and Cody’s patented I’m-going-to-do-something-incredibly-stupid-and-you-can’t-stop-me glare. “That would explain why we have Hondo Ohnaka accosting our troopers about your flavour preferences concerning fruit candies. But the one asking to speak to you is Cad Bane, Marshall Commander.”

The string of curses Fox lets out at that is loud enough to have Mauler stick his head in the com room to ask if everything is alright, and Thorn roll on the floor with howling laughter.

Force curse the day he ever slapped electrocuffs on Hondo Ohnaka, and double-curse the one he threw Cad Bane to the floor with a scissor leg takedown.

[tennessoui]

hanahaki fic aka obi-wan is in love with anakin but also will always tease him

Obi-Wan makes an inquiry into an appointment at the Halls of Healing, so of course Anakin comm calls him an hour later. 

“You know, slicing into a fellow Jedi’s healing records is against the Code, padawan,” Obi-Wan tells him, busying himself with the tea kettle so that he doesn’t have to look at Anakin’s scowling, miniature face.

“I don’t think the Code is quite as extensive as you like to tell me, Master,” Anakin says, and he crosses his arms. There’s a crinkle of leather against cloth. He must be wearing his glove then. A part of Obi-Wan wonders about it—how often does Anakin wear it around his wife? “Unless they’ve made substantial revisions to it in the last five years.”

Obi-Wan flicks the fire on, sets the kettle on top of it lightly, and then turns to lean back against the counter. “Surely I don’t know what you mean,” he says innocently, and Anakin’s glower triples. 

“Dissecting droids in the common spaces of one's apartments is against the Code, padawan,” Anakin says in a very poor impression of Obi-Wan’s voice. “Waking your master up in the morning the day after his birthday when he’s very hungover is against the Code, padawan. Avoiding your essays is against the Code, Anakin, you must do your homework promptly.”

Obi-Wan lets out a bark of surprised laughter. “You can hardly blame me for the fact that you took me at my word with no research on your own part.”

Anakin lets out an affronted sound, akin to a bird being stepped on. “I was a youngling! You took advantage of my trust in you!”

His look of indignation, coupled with the sheer absurdity of the conversation and the memories of just how many times Obi-Wan brandished some made up piece of Code at his very young padawan in order to garner some peace and quiet, makes Obi-Wan laugh again. This time, however, the bout of laughter turns into a series of coughs. 

[lieutnt]

Obi wan getting fucked in the jedi council room by his tall buff bf

He clings to you desperately as you sandwich him between the wall and your body, legs wrapped around your waist as you rut into him, the sting of your cock stretching him out finally giving way to pleasure.

It was a stupid, reckless move that could have you both stripped of your titles and turned out onto the streets, but after so long apart you could hardly wait, kisses quickly growing harsh, hands sliding under clothes until you were pushing inside and Obi-wan was muffling his moans into your shoulder. He had forgotten how big you were, your frame completely swallowing him, your hands wrapped around his thighs making him feel so small, helping him move as his body rocks in your hold.

He should care more - anyone could walk in, but how could he when you were fucking him so deeply, making galaxies burst behind his eyelids as you mutter praises into the space between you. 

Obi-wan can’t find the thoughts to translate into words, only able to chant please please please, nails biting into your skin as he tries to ground himself, scratching down your back and leaving marks that later will have him embarrassed and murmuring apologies, face blushing a brilliant pink as you lean in and encourage him to make some more.

[fantastic-nonsense]

the point of Kenobi is not to be objectively award-winningly good. the point of Kenobi is to watch a sopping wet depressed dog of a man learn how to hope again and it's VERY GOOD at achieving that goal

[currentlyonstandbi]

[padawansuggest]

Obi-Wan: I mean… I guess :/

Cody: …bitch I just asked you to marry me???

Obi-Wan: Yeah, but see, Ohnaka said he’d lick my sweat off the sidewalk for the honor to taste me and this just isn’t the same standard as that.

Cody: You know what? Okay. I mean. That would get me too. He’s a smooth talker.

Obi-Wan: We can keep him around for the compliments?

Cody: Yeah. I like that option. Kk, cool.

[seresinhangmanjake]

Space Daggers (tgm/star wars (prequels))

The Apprentice - Jake Seresin

The Senator - Natasha Trace

The Master - Reuben Fitch

(More below the cut)

The Sith Lord - Bradley Bradshaw

The Leader of the Council - Javy Machado

The Droid Duo - Mickey Garcia & Robert Floyd

[elwenyere]

Rope’s End (Codywan) - Chapter 4/5

Total Word Count: 17.7k

Rating: E

Tags: Pirate AU, Canon-Typical Violence, Injury, Captivity, Enemies to Lovers, Angst with a Happy Ending, Explicit Sexual Content

Author’s Note: Thank you to everyone who has been so patient and encouraging in the very long time it took me to finish this, and a special thank you to Frost for the incredible art (and the new beautiful banners!!!), for the generous support, and for the reminder that characters have ages. The fic is finished, and new chapters will post every other day.

Summary: Of all the dangers that could befall a post-captain in the Coruscant Navy in the first months of a new commission, happening across a Geonosian man of war was bad; a run-in with pirates was worse; and any encounter with the pirate known as Kenobi was the most lethal by far.

Read Chapter Four on AO3

Or Start from the Beginning

Check out the gorgeous character designs by @frostbitebakery for Navy Captain Cody and Pirate-Wan 1 and 2

[darthmalewife]

Anakin: okay okay, new joke. call his pussy british with the way i'm innit

Obi-Wan:

Rex:

Cody: why is it only his pussy that's british?

Rex: did they only colonise his pussy? not the rest of him?

Obi-Wan: what british man are you having sex with for this joke to apply?

Anakin: is noone going to acknowledge how funny that was?

[maulfucker]

So fucked up that obimaul is a rarepair. What do you mean not everyone is obsessed with enemies to lovers with a Force connection, where one side is completely obsessed with the other who barely acknowledges him (but is just as affected)