#trans obi wan

[cj-kenobi]

cody discovers the wonders of hrt

[coline7373]

hi, so I kinda fell out of the codywan fandom for a while but I really like your taste based on your fic rec lists I've found. Is there any chance you'd share a couple of fics you liked from last year? Maybe ones that aren't so obvious (like the ones with thousands of kudos are pretty easy to find). If not sorry for bothering you it's not a must of course!

Missile Toes and White Banthas by Ace Raven of Clan Chaos (Music_is_life_2788) (1K)

Lifeday comes once a year, but the trauma of family gatherings is eternal.

A holiday gift exchange written for a holiday gift exchange - it's exchange inception XD

Light-hearted lifeday gift exchange. Rex is out of ideas. Codywan is around the corner and at the end. Sweet and fun!

You be my detonator by Saerus2665 (1K)

“I see they’re just letting anyone on rescue missions these days.” Ben says this as if he’s not currently lying crumpled on his side in a pool of blood in a cold, damp basement. Cody rolls his eyes and does one last quick scan of the room, before stepping around the two bodies on the floor. Or: Agent Ben Kenobi winds up in a sticky situation after a mission gone wrong. Luckily, Cody's there for the rescue.

Spies Modern AU Codywan!!! Not Mr & Mr SMith, they are working for the same side ;) Funny, witty and filled with action. The author makes the most of those 1K

Father War by prouvairablehulk (2K)

We’re damned, after all, through fortune and flame we fall - and if you can stay, then I’ll show you the way (In which 2224 is Cody is Kote is Kote, but more emphatically; or, the Cody-is-Mithras fic that came from being obsessed with my Masters Thesis and Clone Wars at the same time)

Funny. Lovely. And a companion in my mind of that fic in reverse, where it happens to Obi-Wan. But here, it is Kote who gets a little godhood. As a treat.

most things may never happen: this one will by jaigeye (2K)

Cody looks at the bombs bursting overhead. It's friendly fire, and he's beneath it. The heat spewing from it is swift and lacks remorse. It'll melt metal through your hands. Meat doesn't mean anything to light. It goes right through. 

This one isn’t codywan but, by God, if I’m recc-ing any fic, then I’m putting down this one as well. Cody-centric. Fantastic. And I do mean fantastic. About the clones and the droids in Star Wars, and the war and Cody and…

It made me crazy. Crazy.

Must . Read.

half-octopus stewjoni biology no-longer-WIP-now-published-HERE-on-AO3! by passeridae (4.9K)

"Say that again?" Cody pauses, halfway to armouring himself after his checkup, and looks over at Helix. Surely he'd misheard. Helix, eyes rolled towards the off-white ceiling of the medbay as if praying for patience, repeats, "I said, unless you've been having some exceptionally weird sex I don't know about, you've got a prostate tumour." "Weird sex," Cody parrots, his mind helpfully replaying the most debauched trysts he'd had with his General in the past few months. 

The fandom’s usual take for Stewjon is that it’s a hybrid of space!Scotland-Japan and its people are dualsex (even though it’s more often wrongly tagged intersex, which is not the same thing). Not here. Here, stewjoni are half-octopi. They aren’t(?) were-octopi, but half-octopi. Read to find out how. I promise it works. Don’t be frightened by the tags.

What I really liked (other than this little pearl of worldbuilding), is the change to the usual mpreg trope. It’s not Obi-Wan, it’s Cody who carries. It’s not a secret, the main parties involved know about it straight away. Cody is not having A Crisis, the idea makes him happy. Just very refreshing all around.

Medical practices done right. “Normal” pregnancy happening off-screen for a value of normal. “Normal” birth. Started as crack taken seriously then somehow veers sharply off course toward the last part as it becomes bittersweet and happy and joyful and philosophical. Reflection on attachment, the circle of life and all that. Future unknown but ends on a positive note. Loved it.

Dawn by Serie11 (7K)

Obi-Wan had thought of many possibilities, of what his and Cody's life after the war would look like. A child hadn't been among them.

Trans Obi-Wan. Unplanned Pregnancy. Tatooine AU. Heartbreaking. Good ending, though. You don’t stay heartbroken, even if you keep on crying.

Your Smile In Stone by ecarian (8k)

Wooley: can we arrest people for yelling this early? There were two figures standing at the foot of General Kenobi's statue with their backs to Wooley, an adult with a hood, and a child with light hair. The child was pointing at a puddle of Temple tookas who were curled up in General Kenobi’s lap, lounging in the stone folds of his robes, the bend of his knee. Wooley: belay that. Child nuisance.

Clones overthrow the Empire and then… Well.

New Republic and all that.  Sure. They are free, which is nothing to scoff at. But the Senate still voted for the end of the Republic and the jedi are still dead. Aren’t they?

The end… My heart, oh, my heart. Prepare handkerchiefs. By the buckload.

bell tower by smoosey (smooseys) (12K)

In gesture and word and deed, Obi-Wan had made it clear that he saw, in Cody, the same inpollutable, infinite thing that lit the stars. The same Force that had Obi-Wan supplicant his whole life long, luminous under daylight, luminous in the dark, luminous candle-lit, kneeling into the song of the Light. And Cody thinks a part of him has spent the long years since, too, on his knees – in grief, in penance, in duty, in love, and in his memory. But Obi-Wan is alive.

WIP, just once chapter, but what a chapter.

Between hallucinations and dreams, a real communication through the stars with the ghost of his former general or what the spirit of Cody, the purge soldier, concocted to protect himself, a poem, a delirium, a mea cupla screamed at the stars, a fantasy dreamed by a soldier eaten away by the horrors committed by his hands, the State he represents and the atrocities we undertake by ourselves, reality or imagination, metaphor of guilt and forgiveness or real and visceral torture.

PT-2224 made a mistake. Vader makes him pay. Cody is there and not there at the same time. An escape and a voluntary march of his executioner's body towards the final destination.

Incredible. Fantastic. A trip like no other.

Facile Felicity by br1ghtmouth (14K)

Primary functions are supposed to be useful: survive against all odds; shield one’s battalion; fight until the very last breath. Cody would prefer anything besides the bleeding heart he’s been dealt. Or: the General makes plans. Cody follows.

Very fun concept! Lovely characterisation! And, of course, my favorite No-O 66 AU!

True Plain Hearts do in the Faces Rest

by SpaceWall (21.9K)

“We won’t enforce whatever they put forward,” Adi said, “In fact, we won’t fight at all unless they guarantee the clones the right to pursue and refuse soulmate bonds as every citizen of the Republic may. (...)” “You could lose us the war.” “Or we could win it,” Obi-Wan pointed out, “and win it by deserving to, rather than by giving in to that which this order stands against.” Adi’s proposal to offer the senate a bald refusal passed unanimously.

I really liked this one and it’s partly because the codywan is not necessarily romantic. It’s not tagged as such and the connection only happens at the end so I think it’s up to the reader whether they imagine it happening later on or not. It wasn’t necessary for me. 

Cody and Obi-Wan connected on the level of their souls. Nothing, not even romance, can be more meaningful than that.

It was heart wrenching at times and it made me reflect a lot. Not everyone get their happy ending. It’s also a great new take on the soulmate trope and what The Sign is (colorblind vs colored vision, tattooed first/last words, dream/pain/sexual fantasy sharing, ect. And now, A True Smile!!! Because you smile with your eyes, which are the window to the soul. Get it?)

Turn it on to a new kind of bright by rolo_rulu, Saerus2665 (41K)

Someone rolls him over onto his back. “Hnnngh…” Ben blinks his eyes open. There’s a man looking down at him, haloed in the bright light of the sun. (...) “Are—are you an angel?” Ben finds himself saying. He doesn't know if it's the heat or his poor instinctive attempt at flirting that makes him say it. The man squints at him, brow furrowing, clearly caught off guard. “Uh—are you a banana?” OR: The one in which Cody is a hot surfer and Ben’s a biologist who just so happens to be filling in for his brother at his summer job at a perfectly normal, definitely not shady, beachside banana-stand.

Some levity in this recc list!!!! There is no great plot with the Fate of the Universe at stake. This is one of these delightful type of fic that are just… fanfic-y. I don’t know how else to describe it XD

The premise is crackish. The execution is hilarious. The author and artist who work on this (check their accounts out!) were obviously having a hell of a time on this LSD trip together. It also has its sweet moments, its aching moments, moments serious or sad.

Fox is there and amazing. Vos too, stealthily. Obi-Wan is A Nerd and so loveable for it. Cody is so freaking cool. The story keeps throwing you off and making you laugh. The art blows. Uncomplicated and yet rich and varied. Have a grand old time, without becoming anxious about the Meaning of Life Itself.

Just… a cute, funny love story. Happening in a Modern Setting. This is the king of stuff I’m on ao3 for. Gold stars.

Six Months In A Leaky Boat by passeridae (47K)

The year is 1998. Australia is fucked to hell and back, but its neighbour New Zealand is doing surprisingly alright. Well, if it wasn't for the supply shortages, persistent earthquakes, and the government's increasing heavy handed attempts at censorship. Cody, a presenter at Radio Hauraki, is particularly pissed about that last thing. And he knows just what to do about it, too — all they need is a boat. Radio Hauraki started life as pirate radio back in the sixties, what's stopping them from going back on the waves? Also, if his coworker, Obi-Wan, could stop making his life a living hell that'd be great, but Cody is pretty sure the world will end for real before that happens.

Modern Dystopia happening in a 90’s Alternative Universe. Activism. Civil disobedience. The author must be from NZ itself because how else would they have so much knowledge about the slang, the culture, the places? Historical accuracy used like a punch to punctuate the story’s point. Fail gay men. Gay love.

I love the idea of a couple uniting while they are constructing something. This story, though, is less about the boat itself, but the journey they take toward that point. It’s mostly from Cody’s POV while the world, society and democracy is slowly imploding around him. 

At first, he tries to obey the law because he doesn’t want to suffer from discrimination. But as the story goes on, he just can’t follow it anymore because to do so would be to let people die when he could have helped save them. And so he fights.

Various characters take this journey too, along-side him, in the background.

In an extremely vivid New-Zealand setting, with an original format (written, audio, pictures, links to songs…), a story all the more impactful by what we’re currently all living through, two men falling in love and many people rallying for Fairness and Justice.

Amazing.

|vidur viduvasario| by littlekaracan (76K)

There, peeking out from between the grasses, was the glittering and unmistakable head of a grass snake. Cody blinked. Twice. “I – “ he began, and realized he didn’t quite know what to say. “Forgive me, are you – the grass snake, there?” The grass snake’s head twitched – as if reacting to his voice. He saw a flash of its forked tongue, and – “That would be me, yes.”

Between fairytale, folks tale Shakespearean-flavored, and TCW medieval AU. Obi-Wan is not a were-snake or cursed or about to give Cody an apple. He’s just… a snake. And not. I cannot explain too much away without spoiling the story but it was great.

No big, galactic stakes. Just Cody living in a village with his many, many brothers and meeting a snake. That’s it.

Done so well I kept thinking about it for weeks afterwards. Lovely.

|slâfst du, friedel ziere| by littlekaracan (64K)

“Help me,” he whispered, desperate for something he could not understand, and could feel the dirt slowly trickling into the emptiness of his eyes.

A moment of silence, and the voice relented.

“Come to me,” it whispered, and he wanted nothing more. “Come to me, darling, and I will do my best.”

That author decided to slay their readers without mercy and I am here for it. Willing head on the chopping block. Chopchopchop.

2224 is starting to reach the end of his shelf life. Amidst a fevered dream (or a vision?), he embarks on a final mission. That he fails, of course, just like he failed at dying.

Past the reunion of two battered traumatized men, between a journey toward self-forgiveness and the acceptance of the horror of their past and present, a healing of the minds, while Cody’s body is hurling toward death.

Happy ending, of course. I couldn’t stand it otherwise. But boy, there was a knot in my throat the whole while. And that passage where Obi-Wan [insert spolier]... I had to stop to straight up cry.

|keep the wolves away| by littlekaracan (59K, so far)

They saw her around Mos Eisley, sometimes, lingering by the repair shop where her father worked or sitting atop the crates strewn about the street. She had strange eyes - aged and watchful and inquisitive, even more so perhaps than the other children around her, although all of them had grown up too early all the same. (...) There was something important that Reva Sevander had learned throughout the last hours she spent in what once had been a safe haven, lying atop her murdered clanmates and trying not to make a sound as the stench of their deaths grew more and more oppressive - nothing, least of all tomorrow, was ensured.

I have recc-ed this author and I will recc them again! This one is a WIP and it is announced codywan, which is why I gave myself permission to cheat by putting it there since where it stopped, it hasn’t happened yet. But, if it ever becomes finished, I know it will be as brilliant as the rest. 

For someone who had many, many, many, many critics about the Kenobi Show, how they created the character of Reva (who, by all right, should have been awesome) and that hasn’t found a fic where I was able to enjoy her, I was absolutely bowled over by how much it made me root for her.

Yoda and Obi-Wan go to the Temple, before they decide to split to fight Sidious and Anakin respectively. They find Reva. They pick her up. And then, of course, someone has to take her with them when they decide to hide. Spoiler alert: it’s not Yoda.

It’s told from the POV of Reva and Obi-Wan broke my heart as well as made me want to shake him until his teeth rattle. I would be hard pressed to find a child in a fanfic described and characterized so authentically. Obi-Wan goes straight on the Depression Train, like in the show, but he can’t just lie down and let himself starve and stew in his nightmares, because there’s a child who depends on him. Two jedi in a post-jedi world. One who should be starting their journey, but didn’t, and one who should be passing the flame to the next generation, but can’t. Jfc.

The End!

That’s it folks.

When I received the ask for a codywan recc list, I was in a waning enthusiasm period for codywan fics (not the ship itself!).

Because I’m very picky and I have dozens upon dozens of criterias for codywan “fics I loved so much I bookmark them and recommend them to everyone”. I could read literally all week sometimes and not find one fic that meet all these (very subjective and personal, mind you!) criterias.

It’s not ungratefulness for people writing fics (are you kidding?), it’s a matter of taste. Without new canon being produced, fandom/ship tend to stagnate a bit in terms of narrative after a while. It happens to literally every fandom I have been a part of and is no critic of anyone or anything. That’s just the nature of things.

But, well. Then, the number of fics that scratch all my itches and that I haven’t read yet start to get smaller and smaller until, to find new gems, I have to plow through hundreds of fics first.

But I considered it a challenge to myself and my habits and accepted it gladly! To shake things up and find actual new stuff, I put the restriction on myself to look only for fics last updated between 2023 and 2024.

Because I already made a recc list in 2022 and I wanted to give what I hadn’t seen yet a chance.

As you can see, some truly amazing stuff came out of this! If with this list I manage to make you discover new fics, I will consider it worth it!

At the time I am writing this, there’s still plenty of fics downloaded and waiting to be read on my e-reader. But we’re reaching the end of the year so I’m stopping it there so that people can enjoy the fics over the holidays.

If I find new things, I will edit it ;) As always, suggestions are always welcome too!

Meanwhile, enjoy, leave kudos for the authors, and happy reading!!!!

[unspuncreature]

babe what’s wrong you’ve barely touched your infinite sadness

[phoenixyfriend]

For the ask meme: 26, 37, Obitine

Fanfiction Trope MASH-UP Rules: Send me two (2) tropes from this list + a ship and I’ll describe how I’d combine them in the same story. 

26. Massage Fic 37. Coming Out Fic

tw: accidental coming out/situational reveal (good ending, situation could have gone wrong if it were the wrong partner)

I feel like a mix of these two would be... probably trans dude Obi-Wan, who's still in the closet, and recently started dating rich girl Satine. He's really, really into her, and an absolute gentleman, and refuses to give her any reason to mistrust him when he offers to give her a massage. He is not going to give her a reason to regret letting him put his hands on her.

And that goes well enough, and she offers to return the favor, but he waves it off nervously and turns around to grab his phone or something.

Satine, who by this point has clocked that Obi-Wan sometimes has a tendency to give more than he gets, thinks it's just more of that, and slips up to put her hands on his shoulders and get out some of that tension.

Except she feels the thick, stiff straps of Obi-Wan's binder, and pauses.

There's a moment where Obi-Wan is just frozen, absolutely terrified of the possible consequences, and Satine can almost feel the fear.

And so she asks, "um, have you maybe been wearing it too long? That's a thing, right? Maybe that's why you're all stiff, if it pulls on your shoulders like other, uh, support garments do."

Which is... you know, not the one hundred percent absolute best comment of all time, but hits Obi-Wan's fears and dashes them. Given that they're seventeen or something, this is a pretty solid comment.

Satine finally realizes she should maybe take her hands away, and so she does that, and apologizes for grabbing like that without asking, and Obi-Wan forgives her (because, with a whole lot of off-screen context of their relationship up to that point, he gets why she thought it would be fine and normal and within all set boundaries), and they go on like that ad infinitum.

I was imagining this all in a modern AU in Satine's bedroom (with the door open by parental demand), but honestly a variation of it could probably happen in the year on the run, huh.

[crowleychild]

DAY 7: ALTERNATIVE TIMELINE SELF

Fandom: Star Wars

Rating: T

Warnings: Gender dysphoria, intense guilt, depression, wrong puberty

When he was in the Clan, it hadn’t really matter. You train, play, learn and live with everybody, boy, girl or neither. Obi-Wan wasn’t really close to anyone, but he was always read as a boy by his peers, and by Masters who didn’t know him personally. Pronouns didn’t make sense for him at that time, so he didn’t see anything weird in people calling him a “he”. It was what it was. He didn't think he was different from other girls, but he didn’t see how they were different from other boys either.

But one doesn’t stay a kid forever.

Obi-Wan wasn’t stupid. As soon as he studied galactic biology and learnt about differences between sexes in his species, he knew there was something wrong with him.

“I am a girl” he would think, looking at his holo book. But his mind fought against that idea. He had always been happy with being himself, Obi-Wan, and he didn’t quite get the difference between boys and girls yet, other than how their bodies were meant to look different.

But by looking at other humans his age, he only came to the conclusion that they were pretty similar.

“I am a boy” he would think, and that thought did feel right.

He couldn’t remember which Jedi had found him at three, so he didn’t know who else knew his secret. He guessed Yoda knew, but he had always referred to him the same way he referred to the other boys, and he had never called him a girl, so that was fine.

And then, too soon, he was a teen.

His puberty was late, so when he was assigned to Qui-Gon he could still pass as male. But again, he wasn’t stupid. He knew that sooner or later, he had to go through that process that would surely bring him more pain, and that was something he could simply not let happen.

Maybe he should have asked Qui-Gon for help, talked about it with his Master, but at first their relationship was far from perfect, so he didn’t want to add anything to the list of things that bother both of them. Plus, Jedi weren’t supposed to care about mundane matters such as the body and how you look, so he always believed his thoughts were wrong and incorrect. He feared punishment or judgment if he told his Master.

He needed a solution, though, so any second he had of free time he spent it on the Archives. And while he searched for it, he kept with his Jedi training, except that someone did punish and judge him: himself.

Every time he couldn’t run as fast as other boys or lose at a training combat because he hadn’t been strong enough, he felt like he was letting his Master down. Everytime he couldn’t do something perfectly at his first try, it was because this thing that was wrong with him was making him fail.

Qui-Gon felt his bitterness every time this happened and he would tell him he didn’t need to be like anyone else, that his puberty would come eventually and he would be faster and stronger. But this only made his heart sink even more.

Yeah, his puberty would come, but not the one that it should be.

He kept searching in the Archives for an answer.

And he found it.

“Testosterone”. He realized. “That’s what I need”

He could go to any clinic on Coruscant and say he was a boy with a testosterone deficit, and that he needed a supplement. He knew everyone in the upper levels respected and almost feared the Jedi, so they wouldn’t ask him too many questions. Now, how to go there without raising any suspicions?

The solution presented itself in the form of homework. He had to choose an optional subject to study, and he found one that could work as an excuse: Community service. He could volunteer to help at some clinic, help the doctors, heal the wounded, and just after his shift ended, he would take his T shot right there. It seemed easy.

At first, it worked. He enjoyed working there, he learnt he liked helping others, and nobody knew why he was really there. Testosterone did his work. He became faster and stronger. Yet still, he kept punishing and judging himself, as if he couldn’t put down that old habit. He would tell himself everything he was was a lie, that he was lying to his Master and that that was why his bond was weak and they didn’t have a good relationship even when years had passed since they met. He told himself that he could be fast and strong but just because he had cheated, he didn’t deserve to have come this far as a Jedi.

Eventually, of course, his Master discovered.

Obi-Wan remembered he had been so scared that he had thought of leaving the Order, leaving Coruscant, if that meant not seeing his Master or anyone who knew him again. But if fighting to be himself had taught him something, was to be brave. He faced his Master, looking him in the eye when he declared he was a boy.

He may abandon the Order, but he wouldn't do it feeling ashamed for who he was.

To his surprise, Qui-Gon was okay with it. He told him that of course he was a boy, and that there was nothing wrong with wanting to change your body, especially if that change makes you love yourself in a better way.

Many things changed from that day on. Obi-Wan didn't have to carry that weight on his own anymore, his Master always helped him and defended his true self from others. Together, they organized everything for his top surgery and hysterectomy.

Those were happy years.

And despite all, Obi-Wan never felt quite right ever again. His mind was always telling him it was his fault when a mission failed. It was irrational, but he felt like that every time something went wrong. Even if there was nothing he could have done about it.

Maybe, if he had told everything to his Master before, the guilt would have never appeared in the first place.

He would look at his scars, at his beard, at his muscles, and knew it was worth it, but irrationally he thought he should pay for some sin he had never committed.

And now, when Obi-Wan is old, living on Tatooine, he wonders a lot what his life could have been if he had had the correct body.

Maybe, in another timeline, he is confident and never felt like there was something wrong with him. Maybe, in another timeline he was able to help Anakin, their bond stronger because they would feel more aligned, since they were both real men. Maybe, in another timeline he wasn't living on that desert planet, where he couldn’t get his T and where he was dying every day, remembering that his body wasn't what it was supposed to be and it was driving him crazy.

Again, this was all irrational. He knew he was a real man, testosterone or not. He knew a bond had nothing to do with one's body. And he knew he couldn’t have done anything more for his padawan.

He knows now he has a sin to pay for, his wrong body was not the excuse for all his failures, and that thought hurts even more.

link to my ao3 work:

tags: @febuwhump

[beskarfrog]

I think I'd need to retake the flash-training module on humanoid biology.

[kraftykelpie]

Originally a concept from "after the war" where Cody and Obi-Wan are discussing their long-term future goals, but it fits @codywancomfort as well!

I wrote fanfic in the tags so I had to rewrite it all here, below the cut! <3

“I've been thinking about what you said-” Cody makes an inquisitive noise in response, his eyes shut in bliss, rubbing circles into Obi-Wan's hip, his other hand playing with russet strands “-about children.”

Cody's eyes shoot open and his left hand stops in its motions, albeit briefly.

“I thought I wanted to take on another Padawan after Anakin, but I wonder if that emptiness was something I hadn't felt since Korkie, and-” he takes a breath. “- I miss that. I missed that with Korkie. That growth, watching that life form and become something of your own to watch grow into a fully recognized being of their own right.”

Cody takes a deep breath to avoid accidentally inhaling too sharply and choking on spit. He did that once after Obi-Wan winked at him on the bridge of the Negotiator. It was embarrassing.

He looks imploringly at Obi-Wan, letting Obi-Wan take his time getting his thoughts out. Cody doesn't need to add anything, Obi-Wan already knows about his ruminations about little cadets and wanting to raise one, no need to beat crumpled clankers about it.

“Darling, if you'll have me-”

He's cut off my Cody, honest to Karl, giggling and pulling Obi-Wan close. He buries his head in the crook of Obi-Wan's shoulder, while muffled, going,

“It'd be more strategically sound if we got married first though, don't y’think?” He presses a kiss into Obi-Wan's shoulder. Obi-Wan chuckles at the phrasing as Cody moves to sit up.

It's spur of the moment, really. Anakin won't be pleased with his former master exchanging mandalorian marriage vows post-coitus; though Anakin isn't really allowed to judge is he? He got secretly married and didn't invite his master, so fair's fair, really.

The vows had been a long time coming, and it was a wonder that they hadn't said them sooner. Though, the ongoings of a Republic changed by war and internal corruption had made it difficult to get married, between one half of the pair working hard with the Jedi Order to try and restructure systems that should have been in place a long-time ago, and the other off championing Vodé rights delegations alongside Rex (who's leading the charge).

Now's as good a time as any.

Obi-Wan smiles up at Cody, and dryly posits “ suppose we should make it official before we go announcing pregnancies, hm?”

Cody, lit by the artificial Sun of Coruscant, looks down at Obi-Wan with all the reverence and heartfelt adoration of a patron to their god.

“That'd be a good idea”.

[dontbelasagnax]

Au where Obi-Wan is a forest god and Cody is a conservation biologist. Obi-Wan usually feeds off of the beliefs and fear of the nearby townsfolk as well as the... well... when one lures in humans with the promise of fulfilling their wildest dreams... the resulting corpse can feed an ecosystem.

One day a traveler enters his forest searching for their deepest desire. A handsome young man dressed sensibly. Obi-Wan watches from the leaves and the whispering wind and through mycelium. He waits for the inevitable. Some treasure chest of wealths.

It doesn't happen.

The man gasps, says, "Holy f-" drops to his knees in the mud, and starts taking photos. He then begins talking to himself, "I never thought- oh, hi." There's a stretch of silence. "You're everything. You don't know how special you are. You and your babies," a tear falls down the man's face, "you're hope."

Obi-Wan hasn't felt a strong emotion in a long time. But the wave of unadulterated love and faith in the forest, in him, would knock him clean over if he was in a corporeal form. Instead, a harsh gust of wind knocks leaves and branches and one unlucky squirrel from treetops.

He doesn't usually feel any type of way for his prey. Greedy, foolish people wander into his home and seek to blunder it. He puts them at rest and feeds his forest. But this man. It is clear as day that he is different. This man holds reverence for the forest. He seeks to shepherd the vulnerable. To make Obi-Wan's domain flourish with life and love.

He is not prey. Obi-Wan cannot kill him.

Guilt floods him at the revelation. The family of critically endangered newts this man believes to have stumbled upon are nothing more than the deceit of the forest. More tangible than a mirage but similarly immaterial.

He must make it right. To earn the love this sweet man has placed in him.

If Obi-Wan keeps him coming back, the flourishing love could eventually grow bountiful enough that he could make the newts a reality - repopulate what has been so devastatingly lost.

Oh and maybe, just maybe, he could become more than a mournful whisper on the wind.

Maybe the forest could love the biologist in return.

[adhd-coyote]

The Clone Wars end when Cody hears Palpatine purposefully misgendering Obi-Wan and murders him on the spot

[twinterrors29]

one year into their partnership, Cody decides he wishes to woo his General

to plan his course of attack, he studies his single point of reference for the relationship between an officer and a natborn that is available to him: that between General Skywalker and Senator Amidala

based on this example, he determines that there are some sort of...Gender Roles (Gander? Gendar? he's still not clear on the specifics) involved, which matches what little he'd overheard regarding such matters from his trainers as a cadet

considering his options, he matches his role most closely with that of the Senator within his desired relationship with General Kenobi, and watches her closely so that he can match her example; based on this observation, he concludes that his intended role involves making a display of himself, much as a bird of space-paradise

his first experiments were with adding bright accent colors to his armor paint; however, he found the impact disappointing, and the overall effect displeasing to his sense of self

his next idea is to approach the Senator herself for assistance in styling his appearance to more closely match her own during his next leave on Coruscant

to her credit, after a moment of utter bafflement, the Senator, who immediately insists that he call her 'Padme', realizes what he's asking for and, in her own words, "engages her Makeover Mode" and drags her new Project into her wardrobe to take his measurements and scheme as she talks more about Gender

the next time Cody sees his General, he's wearing a full length hoop skirt over top of his armor, along with an elaborate golden head piece built around his helmet

gratifyingly, General Kenobi is left utterly speechless

Cody decides that this means that he's Won his personal campaign, and claims his prize.

(his prize is Gender. and also his General.)

[padawansuggest]

Luke: *is trans, has a trans wife, looking at a positive pregnancy test*

Din: *just trying to drop his kid off for preschool* Oh? Why are those clones arguing in your office?

Luke: Those are my uncles. They’re talking to my Uncle Ben’s force ghost to try and get his remedy for Stewjoni morning sickness tea, since I can’t hold anything down right now. Leia thought it was funny and took a pregnancy test too and both of them are positive. She’s annoyed because she just got her milk to dry up.

Din: …oh my god…

Luke: I know. It’s a fucking mess over here, I don’t blame you for skipping out early-

Din: Oh my god I need to leave before I catch it too.

Luke: Ummmm to be fair, both me and my sister have the parts-

Din: I do too.

Luke: …okay. Yeah. You might wanna leave before the force decides it would be funny to make your implant fail.

Din: Karking manda ossik- Grogu, come give Buir a hug before he leaves!

Luke: *looking through his office window where Cody and Rex are arguing with Uncle Ben, deep sigh, gags a little at the feeling* his morning sickness tea better work.

[cj-kenobi]

On my knees begging for anything trans!Obi-Wan :') love your work btw

your wish is my comand lovely anon, here's obi-wan having a nice peaceful moment training

[sad-stucky-shipper-107]

I apologize in advance for spamming the tags but I just had a cursed thought and I need you all to also think about this:

Ik some of us don't really like to acknowledge the sequels but Palpatine rlly said trans rights lmfao when he was tryna transfer his consciousness into Rey's body, like man simply did not give a fuck the body he was trying possess was female.

[unspuncreature]

every day is a good day to remember that obi-wan kenobi is transgender

[phoenixyfriend]

Palpatine is a Fail Girldad

Hi I have a stupid idea

Trans girl Ani AU where Palpatine is more invested in making a monster than in being sexist, so he still tries to influence Anakin etc.

Basically Palpatine tries to be a girl dad.

Crucially, he SUCKS at it.

The sexism is still there, just shaped differently.

Obi-Wan is a natural but Palpatine is like "a kindly Grandpa should give his granddaughter a fluffy SpaceCVS pink teddy bear with chocolates for Space Valentine's right?"

And like. He's so out of touch. He's asking her about boys. Or makeup. Or the latest boy bands.

Meanwhile Obi-Wan is trucking along as usual trying to make Anakin clean her room or do her homework or not pick fights with other padawans or stop eating dairy when she KNOWS it gives her a stomach ache.

@firebirdeternal:

and trying to find tech tinkering projects to point her at so she will stop disassembling the appliances god damn it I just wanted to wake up and make some tea why is the kettle on three separate countertops

@threebea:

Obi-Wan once he knows Anakin is actually vibing with the changes just goes back to default because Anakin hasn't changed in any other way Palpatine: I got you pink shoes 🙂 Obi-Wan: Didn't you have a meeting with Palpatine? Anakin: >_> well…

Anakin's mindset is very "he's trying but that is trying me."

Threebea: Meets Padme who is more than happy to go off about it

Padme likes to dress Anakin up but it's fine because Padmé treating her as a life-size doll is a sex thing.

Palpatine treating Anakin as a girly girl is sexism.

Padme treating Anakin as a girly girl is sexy.

Palps thinks every girl is like Padmé and the handmaidens.

@atagotiak

Obi-Wan has actually interacted with a fairly wide variety of girls. Which def gives him an advantage here

Obi-Wan to Palpatine is very:

Mostly still thinking about him as an absolute failure to girldad though lol

[yeshihellodani]

*Transes ur Star Wars*

Happy Pride month to everybody but especially to trans Anakin and supportive Obi-Wan because I love them so much

Close ups to these bc I liked them the most