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What's the source for that beautiful icon?

That would be the gorgeous work of @intergalacticteaparty!

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Well, hello there…

#fanart #just a little foreplay #nothing serious #Well there's gonna be serious making out/sexy times but that's different #oompf this is so perfect

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A quick and really messy Asajj Ventress

#Asajj #fanart #very lovely!

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This is so lovely! It’s really cool to see the process of making it :D

#Asajj #fanart #Dark Disciple

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This pleases me more than you can imagine <3

This pose was copied from the cover of a romance novel and I WISH I COULD REMEMBER WHICH ONE OMG

I love these two

#fanart #MWAHAHA YEEEEES

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So amazing! It looks JUST like the artwork! <3

I’ll post some more pics of my costume soon. Meanwhile, Asajj and Emperor Palpatine. :) He was super friendly. 

#Asajj #cosplay #PERFECT #SCWE #SWCE 2016

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I love this ship so much! Their flirting and fighting and everything!

I wrote this oneshot about how their first meeting could have happened and I have written another unpublished fanfic about them, which turns out to be really crappy, it was more than one year ago. I will translate them soon and post them, so you can read them, because I read every goddamn oneshot you posted on deviantart and they were so beautiful and perfect. Especially “34. Naptime” was awesome, because I love fluff.

The creepy fangirl spam is over now.

#fan fiction #submission #Ventrobi #AHHH this is wonderful!!! #Google Translate doesn't do it justice I'm sure #but I very much love the instant attraction Obi-Wan has to her despite knowing better #and thank you so much for your comment on my fics! #I have so many WIPs for these two idiots #I really need/want to write them again #fanfic

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SO MANY POSSIBILITIES!!!

55. “Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?” for Ventrobi, if you're still accepting these :)

Ooh, that sounds like Ventress. Ok, here’s a thing, hope you like it :)

Flying with the Rebels was one thing. Ventress would never admit to actually being part of the Rebellion - she was never a part of something bigger. She was a solitary hunter, a bounty hunter who took contracts very selectively these days, and was fine with accepting payments in weapons, services, medical assistance rather than credits.

Flying with The General, though, with the Negotiator who negotiated mostly with fire these days, was a completely different experience. It’s it was a revelation all its own. As near as she could tell, the fall of the Republic and the destruction of the Order broke down the dams; the Rebels’ General Kenobi was unstoppable, fierce, predatory, fighting exactly the way one does when they have nothing left to lose. It was a joy to watch him and to fight alongside him. His connection to the Force had always made it so, but now that connection ran deeper, and any Force Sensitive would be attracted to the raw power of it.

But Ventress missed the teasing aspect, the banter traded over crossed blades. General Kenobi was silent more often than not, and beyond instructions or the odd warning, flying with him was far emptier than she’d expected.

They took a bad hit from a couple of persistent TIE-fighters, and though they promptly dispatched the Imps, they still ended up in an emergency landing with one sputtering engine, a moody droid, and stream of muttered curses. They ventured out, Obi-Wan - with a box of odd instruments to see if he can soup up the one blasted engine to get them as far as the nearest Rebel base, Ventress - to explore their surroundings.

It was a nice tropical island they’d landed just off the shore of. Ventress walked around it in less than an hour, found a fresh spring and some bird-like things that might pass for food later, if necessary. She came back just as the sun set to find the fighter had been dragged closer to shore. Obi-Wan had taken the time to build a modest fire and spread a mat on the sand beside it. A couple of their ration bars lay like dead fish in the middle of the mat. Catching and frying fish seemed more appealing.

Ventress was bored. They’d barely exchanged a civil word between them in the last two tens, and while they were perfectly in tune with each other in a skirmish, the silence was grating on her. She’d taken to sniping at him whenever given the excuse.

“Our first date is a picnic on a beach under the stars? Have you swallowed a romance novel? Do I need to call a doctor?”

Quite frankly, she hadn’t expected a response. Obi-Wan shot her an irritated scowl from where he was fiddling with the engine of their crashed fighter. The glare was made oddly endearing by the dark smudges of engine grease and soot on his face. That was the extent of the acknowledgment she’d been prepared for.

But then Obi-Wan apparently decided the distraction was a welcome one after all, and replied sweetly: “I’m sorry, my dear. Should I have let you pick? You always take me to the nicest places.”

Well, if that wasn’t Kenobi’s patented sarcasm - finally. This was familiar, this was right - not the stilted formality of the General anymore. A wolffish grin curled over her lips. No matter what they made of that engine, this was going to be fun.

#this is just lovely :) #fanfic #fan fiction #drabble #AU

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the fact that tcw was canceled is a crime against humanity in and of itself, but I will forever be doubly offended by its cancellation because I know this ballgown design exists, and that we’ll never get to see asajj wearing it on screen

#Asajj #fanart #Dark Disciple #TCW

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ventrobi

learn from your lover  sorry i mean your enemy

#TCW #gifset #I'm trying to get this blog active again #RL and crap got in the way for a long time ;-;

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Something I’m working on at the moment. There’s some Catholic elements here (which is odd considering the Dathomrians are witches) but water seems to be an important element in the Nightsisters culture and religion and being that I was raised Catholic, i thought i would use some of that element here too.

#Asajj #fanart #I like where this is going :D

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OMG I just found this blog and now I'm trash

WELCOME TO THE TRASH CAN!!!

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*ugly crying because this is just so freaking beautiful*

Anniversary.

 Part 1/? Ventrobi on Corella.

Asajj and Latts are in Coronet City stocking up on much needed supplies and much need relaxation after their last bounty. “Anything special happening anytime soon Asajj.” 

“What do you mean Latts.” Asajj looks at her with a knowing suspicion, “What do you know Latts.”

“Really? Obi-Wan hasn’t said anything?” 

“He did say he wanted to meet me here on Corella before his next mission.”

“Oh, did he say why?”

“What are you getting at Latts?”

“It’s your one year anniversary this week isn’t it?”

“Is that supposed to mean something?”

“Mother of Moons Sajj, it’s the first lasting relationship you’ve ever had that didn’t involve you bending to someone else’s will. It’s very important date, something you have to celebrate!”

“Celebrate how Latts?”

“You should get him something!”

“He’s a Jedi Latts he’s not supposed to have personal belongings to get attached to.”

“I think he’ll make an exception for you Sajj, just watching you two sometimes; he’s very much already attached to you. This is Corella Sajj I’m sure we can find something you can give him.” as she heads off towards Coronet City’s largest shopping complex, not giving Asajj a chance at another rebuttal.

The complex is massive 10 levels high and easily 6 kilometers wide, as Corella is a trade hub for the galactic core there has to be something the duo can find that a staunch Jedi like Kenobi will be able to accept. 

They spent almost 5 hours walking around the massive complex looking for the perfect gift for the perfect Jedi from a less than perfect lover. Everything that caught Latts’ eyes was shot down by Asajj for being too material for a Jedi and everything  Asajj picked out Latts turned down for not being personal enough. “No Sajj, a book does not say ‘ I’m Asajj Ventress and I Love You!”

The day was all but a bust when they finally sat down to grab a bite at the food court. Across from Asajj just as she was about take a bite of her meal, Things to Remember. She rushed over leaving Latts dumbfounded. “Sajj where are you going!”. She found it, something personal even if it was a materialistic for a Jedi. “It’s perfect Sajj!” as she rushed over to Asajj as she held it up.They finished up their meal when her comlink beep with a new message “Is it him?” Latts’ excitement wasn’t even contained, “Calm down Latts, ‘Meet me here 2 hours.’”

“I’m goning to need your helps Latts, I want to make Kenobi’s silver tongue turn to lead.” Latts face lit up with far too much excitement than was needed.

She walks with purpose through the seedier part of the many Coronet City connecting allies, her cloak wraps around her reveling nothing of what was underneath and her hood pulled down far enough that no one would be able to recognize her. She spots him huddle under a broken street light barely a shadow against the dark ally he stands in front of. Always early aren’t you.

She can barely calm her nerves it’s been 4 months since she last saw him. She wonders if he’s excited as she is, his presence in the force is its usual calm as if it where just another day in the temple. That thought is burned away when she reaches him and he pulls her into the dark ally; hands everywhere at once tracing every millimeter of her form that he can reach, lips pressing kisses into her neck and lips like a man starved of food and water. Not one to let such raw emotion go to waste she spins and pins him into the wall and reciprocates with such ferocity that surprised even her.  As the volcanic eruption of emotion calms into an ocean of peace he holds her a little too tightly like he’s never going to see again “We don’t have much time Asajj, we need to go” there’s an urgency in his voice that she can’t ignore, she looks into his eyes with a puzzled look. She knows he doesn’t have much time until he needs to leave but that doesn’t stop her from worrying “Obi-Wan?”, he only responds by taking her hand and leading her back to his speeder.

They fly for a short time in silence, his hand still clutching her’s. The silence gnaws at her as she keeps looking over to his with a worsening worrying expression “Obi-Wan what’s wrong, where are we going?” he turns to her and gives his best everything is going to be fine smile but says nothing, she’s not reassured.

They reach his intended destination, a private penthouse suite near the center of Coronet City that have a full view of the city from every direction. “Obi-Wan!” she cries out “I thought this was something serious”

“It is. If we wasted anymore time we would have missed this.” he gestures towards the setting sun. It paints the sky in hues of reds and orange contrasted by the blue and purple clouds. He leads her to a small table at the center of the balcony as a  server droid lays out plates and he pulls her seat out, she drops her cloak in the most seductive manner she can revealing what she was wearing underneath, a pure white dress that hugged her every feature  with a deep plunge that stopped a few centimeters below her navel. There was fire that slowly engulfed his skin as he look at her “How do I look Obi-Wan, Do you like it?” all he could manage was a hard swallow and a slight nod of his head, for all his skills at negotiation all that came out was a guttural sound. She laughed and stood there with her most exotic pose just for him. When he finally gained enough composer he realised he’s been staring at her for a solid 5 minutes. She takes her seat as Obi-Wan walks to his, My turn. Copying her exact movements he drops his cloak to revel his Alreaanian silk tuxedo gifted to him from Bail, “How does it suit me?” taking his seat. There’s an awestruck/dumbfounded look on her face. It takes her just as long to come back to her senses and realise the first coarse of the meal has been laid out and he’s been staring at her with such adoration it might kill her.

The meal is joyful as they regale each other of everything they’ve done in the past 4 months. “I have something for you Obi-Wan” she reaches into her purse and pulls out a small box wrapped neatly with a white ribbon and hands it to him. He opens it and pulls out the necklace high polished durasteel with a medium length chain and small solid rectangular pendent it twirls around unbinding itself before settling before his eyes with a simple inscription “I Love You, Asajj.” he stares at it for too long he again can’t find the appropriate words to say, but he doesn’t need to as he doesn’t realise that tears have begun falling from his face. She reaches across the table to wipe away his tears and hold his face, the softness of her hands brings him back from the flood of emotions “Asajj …I … I don’t know what say.”

“It’s alright darling you’ve said enough.”

There’s a beep coming from his comlink.

 “It’s almost time.” he says looking at her eyes still filled with tears.

“Time for go …..”

He gets up and motions her to follow him as stands closer to the edge, the sun has set and the city lights are like an ocean of fire below them. He takes her hands and his and places a kiss into each of her knuckles before he takes a deep breath. “I truly believe in the Jedi Code that attachment will lead to the dark side, but after watching Anakin and Padme and remembering Qui-Gon’s teachings I’ve come to learn that it’s not always true and having spent this last year with you, I know that I don’t want to spend the rest of my life living by someone else’s beliefs.”

“Obi-Wan….” her heart is racing. She can’t believe what he’s about to ask of her and she’s not sure what she’ll say.

He bends down to one knee and reaches behind his coat and pulls about two custom built lightsabers with a similar design of the two she used to have but far more ornate and adorned, places them into her hands.

“Asajj Ventress will you do the greatest honour of my life and allow me to be your Husband.”

She clutches his hand and her two new sabers close to heart as she slowly kneels down to meet him at eye level.

“Nothing would make me happier in the whole of this existence, Yes!”

4 weeks staring at it on an off written more in the last 17 hours than I have in 17 days. 

Enjoy.

#fanfic #fan fiction #AHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH

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The Date.

Part 3/3 of Ventrobi on Alderaan.

Part one Warmth , Part two Hands

He breathes in her scent as he holds her close wanting nothing more than for time to stop. “Are we going to stand her all day Darling” caressing his face “Or are we going to enjoy this day like we planned.” 

“I’m already thoroughly enjoying this day my sweet.” as he pressed a gentle kiss into the crook of her neck. Don’t stop Kenobi.

“You know what I mean.”

“Meet you in the main court yard, in say an hour?”

“Oohh does this mean its my turn to help you get dressed?” as she turns in his arms to face him and drape her arms over his shoulders.

“I think I’ll manage.”

“That’s hardly fair Kenobi, you got to put your hands all over me it’s only right that I get to do the same.” 

“As right as you are darling we would never leave this room if we had it your way.” He can’t help back stare into her eyes, those beautiful luminous orbs of platinum and silver.

She sighs in discontent and agreement, she turns to leave in the window she came in the night before as he follows to usher her a safe trip back to her room.  “One last thing darling, you don’t plan on making my job harder tonight do you?”

“No my dear I do not.”

Both I’m going to need a cold shower.

Padme and Anakin are enjoying a lovely private breakfast on the balcony of their room overlooking the main courtyard. Padme is going on about how important this charity Ball is and Anakin is just fully absorbed in her passion. He isn’t so much paying attention to what his wife is saying only how passionate she is when she speaks. 

Obi-Wan arrives first walking about with purpose yet aimlessly.  Padme notices him first “ Oh look its Obi-Wan we should invite him to join us.” As much as Anakin loves his old master he just wants alone time with his wife that he so rarely gets. He’s about to make an objection when they see him stop dead in his tacks.

He watches her swagger towards him arms cross under her chest, she’s wearing an elegant black strapless mermaid dress with a gold trimmed black lace bolero jacket with a black wig braided so it hangs over her left shoulder, shes covered up her facial tattoos, and powdered her skin tone from its usual grey hue to an almost pure white. They way she moves paralysis, electrifies, and set his skin on fire, he’s helpless to do anything about it. She knows how beautiful she looks and her smug smirk tells him that this is exactly how she expected him to react. 

She stops a meter from him “Is something the matter, you seem to staring at me ….” in her most innocent playful seductive voice.

It takes him a few moments to catch on that they aren’t supposed to know each other “O-Obi-Wan Kenobi Jedi Master…” He says barely able to remember his own name. 

“Ooo-bi-Wan Ken-ooo-bi” sounding out his name like its the first time shes heard it rolling it around her mouth as if it were some kind of new food she’s tasting for the first time.

“Y-yes” they why shes says his name almost brings him to his knees, it’s sensual and seductive and he wants her to say it again and again.

“Oh I’ve always wanted to meet one of your kind, I hear so many stories of the heroic Jedi coming and saving the day from the horrors of the galaxy.” 

“A pleasure to meet you, what brings you all this way into the core worlds.”

“Simple site seeing.”

“Allow me to escort you for the day, I too am here for the site seeing.” he offers with a courtly bow and an extended arm palm down. She lays her hand atop his as they casually walked out of sight of the husband and wife sitting at the balcony watching everything that’s been happening. 

“Who was that?!” Anakin asked with curiosity and concern, who ever this woman Obi-Wan met with looked dangerous to his health.

“I think Breha mentioned her, she’s some kind of nobility from Rattatak.”

“I think he’s in danger…” Anakin is about to rush off to find the two but Padme gives him a stern look of disapproval. “I think he’s going on a date, so leave him alone.” He’s paralysed with indecision he wants to help his old master but also wants to spend time with his wife. “S-I-T.” she says and he obeys.

Now that they were out of site from prying eyes, “I’ve asked the chefs to much a wonderful picnic for us.” 

“Oh a picnic, Kenobi you spoil me.”

“There’s also a garden and it’s secluded.”

“Now you have my attention.”

They make their way to the dinning hall picked up their picnic supplies and made the long walk to the back of the palace where the garden was located.

It is a small garden with a privacy hedge adorned with blooming white roses in front of the stairs leading to it, a small quarter circle bench looks out onto the Alderaan landscape with pristine snow capped mountains as the rails are rimmed with small white in pink flowers.

They take a seat on the bench as Obi-Wan starts to unpack their picnic basket. It’s an awkward silence at first. “You know, this is the longest we’ve been near each other that wasn’t us trying to kill each other or not be killed be someone else.” He chuckles at how true the statement is “But it was time well spent with you my sweet.”

“I don’t know anything about you Obi-Wan.”

“What would you like to know darling.”

“What ever you want to share, I want to get to know the Jedi who’s stolen my heart.”

He’s surprisingly open about his history. Of how he never knew his parents, how troubled he was as a youngling, of how he was almost kicked out of the order because no one wanted him as an apprentice, the constant loss of the women he’s loved in his arms including her at one point. Obi-Wan I never knew. He can see it in her face when he tells her how devastated he was when she died. 

It’s strange she never would imagined her death would cause someone to grieve. It’s also strange than she’s the one moving to comfort him, she takes his face in her hands and kisses him. “But I came back and I’m not going anywhere.” 

A huge thanks to @stormraven24 for helping me find Asajj’s outfit for this one its amazing what you can’t find if you don’t know the name of something.

Goggle is now thoroughly confused by my search history.

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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Asajj Ventress Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Asajj Ventress Additional Tags: Femdom, BDSM, Begging, Pain, obi wan is the ideal sub Summary:

Ventress gets what she wants.

#fic rec #fanfic #nsfw #fan fiction #YEEEEES

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Obi-Wan Kenobi&Asajj Ventress in Star Wars Obsession

#comics #Obsession #star wars: obsession