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kometqh · 3 months

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𝓓𝓮𝓪𝓻 𝓓𝓲𝓪𝓻𝔂..

Captain Rex x F!Reader x Fives Every night, without fail, you wake up crying, heaving as you realise the monsters of your nightmares have been long left behind on the battlefields you fought on alongside your beloved Clone Troopers, the 501st Legion. Every night, without fail, you note down all your thoughts and feelings onto paper, into your beloved Diary that your Jedi Master has given to you as a gift. What happens when the Captain and Trooper of the 501st get their hands on your prized possession? Word Count: 2845 Warnings: Very much unedited, most definitely not lore-accurate as I have just begun to watch Clone Wars. A/N: A spur-of-the-moment kind of fic, it will be a two parter story :) It does say Female reader as that is what I had in mind, however there are no pronouns or descriptions used that allude to the reader being female!

Your body shot straight up, sweat rolling down the side of your temple, shoulders heaving up and down rapidly through heavy breaths. You wearily scanned the area, the room you found yourself in, your bedroom, hidden under a blanketed darkness. You could vaguely make out the different shapes of objects in your room; the steel wardrobe, the desk seated in a faraway corner, the tall frame of the door. The small line of light that peaked through provided some comfort, some more visibly.

A shaky hand reached for the night light beside your temporary bed - a silver steel, upright lamp that provided a bright, white light. It didn't provide much comfort as hard white light flooded the room, but it was enough to convince you that the terrors in your dreams weren't physically present in your waking days.

Heaving a slow, heavy sigh, you slid back down into the pale comfort of your sheets, hugging a pillow to your body.

As you laid there, light still on, eyes shut, you were engulfed in the sound of deafening silence. You could almost hear the light buzzing of the mechanical structures of the ship, ringing in your ears.

You sighed again, turning your body to face the door. The light from the outside tickled at your eyelids, forcing them to flutter open. With a groan, you shoved your nose deeper into the soft material of your pillow, beginning to count down, hoping that, the mental image of numerous General's jumping up and down like innocent sheep, would lull you back to sleep soon enough.

Mini Skywalker's, Plo Koon's and Obi Wan Kenobi's cluttered your mind, hopping over a tall fence as you silently counted, 'One.. Two.. Three' and so on. It was definitely interesting image to think of, but in the meantime, it did little to stop your body from tossing and turning, heaving and sighing, twisting in your sheets.

With another, heavy sigh, you reached into your bedside draw, pulling out a small notebook and pen. You flipped it to the most recent page, jotting down the date and time, a small curse leaving your lips as you noticed the time; 01:25.

You were going to become a zombie at this rate.

Nethertheless, you began spilling words onto the page, the crease between your brows easing as time passed, the fast pace of your heartbeat steadying with each word that slipped past the boundaries of your mind.

By the time sleep had finally pulled you into it's clutches, your mind could tell the ship was leaving hyperspace, and approaching a new atmosphere, your diary and pen abandoned at your side, left open on the most recent page yet again.

You awoke when the ship had landed; merely five hours later. The metal hit the ground with a thud, successfully forcing your eyes open. You laid there for a long while, ears twitching as you listened to the distant sounds of clone troopers wandering the hallways, accompanied by loud chatter and laughter.

Those moments, those peaceful moments, where your men could take a moment to relax and unravel were your favourite. You fought hard to keep every single one alive, the guilt chipping away at your sturdy resolve, discipline and beliefs in the Jedi rules.

You had broken one of the most important rules from the very beginning; it was forbidden to form attachments. How could you abide by such a cruel rule, when you were stationed with the same men for the last three years, getting to know them, living with them, laughing and sharing meals? To you, such a rule shouldn't exist. You could tell many other Jedi also disagreed with it - Anakin Skywalker being one amongst many. Even Obi Wan Kenobi, whose rebellious personality did very little to hide his affections for a certain Mandalorian Senator..

Taking in a deep breath, you slowly opened your eyes, looking around the room.

A warm glow peaked through the tightly shut curtains, warming your skin in a gentle embrace. Even though your eyes burned with exhaustion, you had willed yourself to get up. It was already 07:00, your men were definitely up and ready for their mission briefing.

Though they'd have to wait a little longer, you supposed.

This was meant to be an easy, diplomatic mission centred around a Neutral planet. You and your troops, the 501st, would be ensuring the citizens' safety, and potentially discussing joining the Democratic Republic.

After spending some time getting ready, you left your quarters, silently stalking through the hallways, a distant rumble of the canteen ringing in your ears. The closer you got, the more shouts and lively conversations you could hear.

All of those men shared the same exact voice, but the small differences in speech patterns, accents, tone and volume, were enough for you to be able to distinguish between your squadron without even seeing any of their faces.

Tugging your robes closer to your body, you entered the canteen, heading straight for the food buffet. It was going to be a simple mission - grab some toast, some water, and escape before anyone could notice you.

And simple it would of been, if it wasn't for a certain Captain's sharp eyes and enhanced instincts; as if an alarm went off in his head anytime you appeared within his vicinity.

In no time, you felt his warm breath fan over the back of your neck, his chest close enough for you to feel the coolness radiating off his body armour.

"Good morning, Captain." You spoke softly, a hint of tiredness still laced within your voice as you blinked slowly, placing a piece of toast on your tray.

"G'morning General," His voice came out a rolling, warm rumble, directly by your ear as Rex leaned over you, "What are you having for breakfast?" He asked, his honey-brown eyes scanning over your food tray.

"Nuffin special, Captain, just a plain toast and water, how 'bout you?" You asked, moving away from the queue and to an empty table. You looked to Rex, noticing the corners of his lips tugging upwards, the sight warming your closed-off heart. You desperately wanted to cradle the side of his face in your palm, to soothe over the lines that wedged themselves between his eyebrows, noticing his exhaustion still showing even after a decent night's sleep.

"I've already had my breakfast with Fives and Echo, woke up quite early actually." He spoke softly, a chuckle escaping his lips as his palm rested on the small of your back, leading you to your seat.

Confusion took over your body as you sat down, bringing the toast up to your lips, taking a bite. "So, why are you here then, Captain?" You asked through a mouthful, eyeing him up and down, confusion clear as day across your face.

At that, his face hardened into one he wore often during meetings and battles, an uncertain heaviness clouding his eyes. His fists clenched atop his lap, his lips pulling into a thin line. He wished to discuss the mission with you; hoping to lessen the number of men needed. Though he wasn't sure how willing you'd be to give your men a small vacation, he still wanted to attempt to provide his brothers with some respite.

What kind of Captain would he be if he didn't consider his soldiers' health?

"Actually- I wanted to discuss the mission with you, General," He paused, breaking eye contact as his gaze dropped to his lap, then scaled back up to focus on the ice-blue, steel table separating the two of you, "I was thinking-"

"Thinking too much isn't good for you Rex, you've got enough lines on your forehead already." You joked, interrupting the clearly tense Captain. As you eyed him up and down with a soft smile, his shoulders visibly relaxed, the thin line his lips had become turning into the softest of smiles, his cheeks puffing up into marshmallows over the stretch.

"W-Well, I was wondering if you could allow my men to take this time to rest." He stated, his voice dropping to a low rumble as he eyed you from underneath a curtain of lashes. He was using his best puppy eyes, knowing very well what effect those had on you.

You blinked once, then twice, your eyes widening owlishly as you stared at Rex.

Was he.. Trying to woo you?

You sat just the smallest bit straighter, your shoulders stiffening as you begged the Maker for Rex to not pick up on the sudden stiffiness that clutched onto your body with a steel grip.

Why was he making things so much harder for you?

"R-Rex.. I'm not sure I-" You started, your stomach dropping as he released a defeated sigh.

"I know General, I know.. It's just that, after the last mission, we're all still quite exhausted." He spoke, his gaze unwavering as he leaned closer to you, his scent invading your nostrils. He smelled of the Canteen's breakfast, a faint scent of aftershave lingering over him. Had he shaved already? You never got to see more than a hint of stubble on his jaw and chin, before it was gone with the wind; like it never even existed.

That's why you were grateful for Fives; that man's goatee could never disappoint. You were sure a beard of some sorts would suit Rex so well - it wasn't too difficult to imagine with his brother around, serving as an example.

What would it feel like to feel the short hairs underneath your fingers? To feel the smooth skin of his cheek under your palm? The soft plushness of his lips against yours-

"General?" He interrupted your fleeting thoughts, a glint of hope shining in his eyes as you shook your head lightly.

It was the defeated, gentle sigh that gave you away.

If it were anyone else, Rex would never dare to ask such a question. But with you- with you, his men felt most comfortable, most safe. They respected you, and could feel you returning that respect every time you'd prioritise their lives over yours, telling them to retreat, to find cover as you had a handle on every situation, on every battle. You never abandoned them.

"Fine.. But I'll need at least one of you to accompany me." You paused, quirking a brow at the Captain, conveying your seriousness in just one look. "And I'll need the men to be on guard, okay? We can't risk being caught off guard if anything were to happen." You finally finished, your toast long forgotten, cooling down in the chilled canteen, as Rex graced you with the gentlest of smiles, his gaze softening the longer he listened to you.

He knew he could count on you, and he would prove to you that this wasn't a mistake. That it wouldn't be.

Clearing his throat, Rex stood up from his seat, rounding the table to you.

"Thank you General, I can assure you that the squadron will be ready for any and every circumstance, and I will personally escort you to the meetings. You have my word." He spoke, reaching his hand out for yours. Confusedly, you extended your hand into his grasp, a hint of pink dusting your cheeks as he pressed a swift kiss to your knuckles.

"R-Re- Uhm, Captain," You stuttered and paused, clearing your throat as you prayed for the blush to go away, "There is no need to thank me." You insisted, slowly getting up from your seat. His gaze followed you, tracing over your body with an unknown emotion hiding behind his thick lashes.

"Thank you General, now if you'll excuse me, I'll go inform the others that haven't heard." He stated, bidding you a goodbye, cheers following soon after as Rex lifted a hand, signing a thumbs up to some of his men behind you. Your gaze followed his form as you watched him exit the canteen, his head turning to look back at you one last time before the doors slid shut behind him.

"What the hell was that.." You whispered, continuing your breakfast as your thoughts ran at tens of miles an hour, a blush permanently settled on your cheeks.

"Captain, are you sure this is a good idea?" Fives asked as he adjusted his helmet, following Rex as they made their way to your quarters.

"Yes yes, I'm sure. She should be in here anyway." Rex stated, waving his brother's concerns off as they rounded the corner, your bedroom doors coming into sight. "Besides, she said we should meet her at her quarters before we depart." He insisted, coming to a stop by your doors.

Raising his fisted hand, Rex knocked on your doors three times before backing away, waiting for a response.

As a moment turned into a minute, and a minute turned into three, Rex knocked again, this time calling out your title. "General? Are you in there?" He asked, his voice raised in uncertainty. When he received no reply once again, he shook his head.

"I don't think she's in there." He turned to Fives, feet ready to start moving again as his brain racked over any other locations on the ship that you frequented. Fives looked at Rex, quirking a curious brow at him, though his helmet covered any and all expressions he shot in his brother's way.

"Maybe we should go in? Who knows, maybe the General got herself stuck in the refresher." He quipped, a smirk tugging at his lips as Fives made his way over to your door. Pressing a button, the doors swiftly opened before him.

Walking over to the doors of your refresher, Rex followed after Fives, taking his helmet off, unable to, unwilling to, stop his eyes from wondering all over your room, taking note of the lack of personalised decorations in your bedroom. There was a desk, numerous multi-coloured folders stacked neatly on top of it, a small lamp next to them.

He looked over your wardrobe, his fingers itching to pull it open, to see what other articles of clothing you owned apart from your Jedi robes.

As Fives knocked at the refresher doors, his helmet at his side, Rex inched closer to your bed, noticing a small notebook hidden just beside your pillow, still open on the most recent page. His fingers reached over for it, eyes scanning over the yellow-coloured pages, gloved hands gliding over the leathery spine of the small book.

"Oooh, what's that?"

Before Rex could react, the book was snatched from his grasp, his head snapping upwards to see Fives flipping through the pages, turning and closing the book, only to gasp. That had Rex's ears almost twitching, a curious brow quirked up.

"What? What is it Fives?" Rex asked, standing next to his brother.

The silence that followed made him uneasy, and leaning his head closer, he looked to the book, his lips gaping open.

"Do you see what I see?" Fives inquired, a smirk tugging at his lips as he turned his head to Rex. All that Rex could do was nod in stunned silence.

"Y/n's Personal Diary.." Fives whispered aloud, eyes scanning over the firsts page.

A lump built up in Rex's throat, his fingers twitching nervously at his sides as Fives read over the words you had messily written in your diary, his heart thumping as he recounted each memory, a soft smile tugging at both brothers' lips as they could feel every emotion you had spilled out onto the pages.

Though they quickly scrambled to hide the small book behind their backs, interrupted by the sound of your bedroom doors sliding open.

A scream left your lips as your gaze landed on the two armoured men, heart racing wildly at the unexpected scare. Their gazes didn't linger on you for too long, a faint pink ghosting over their cheeks as they looked anywhere but you.

"H-Hi General, we tried knocking but-" Rex begun, unsure of how to explain why he and his brother were snooping around your quarters.

"We were worried that you got stuck in the refresher when we heard no answer, so we wanted to make sure you were safe and ready for our trip." Fives finished Rex's sentence, casting his brother and Captain a side glance, his lips stretched into an awkward, innocent grin on his face.

"R-Right.. Sorry, General, it won't happen again."

"That's quite alright, I'm actually flattered you men were worried about me," You spoke softly, hand covering your mouth as you giggled at their explanation, your heart warming at the thought that the two cared so much for your well-being. Though you wouldn't let yourself show just how much that thought made you blush. "Now come on, we've got meetings to go to." You exclaimed, waving the two men over as you made your way out into the hall.

Giving each other a knowing glance, Rex and Fives followed, quietly telling one another to hide the diary. Rex nudged Fives with his elbow, now too far gone to quietly and innocently return the book to its original place.

"Just shove it into your bag.." Rex hissed out through thin lips, rushing after you as he cast his brother one last glance, making sure the diary was stored safely in one of their backpacks.

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infernaleikon · 2 years

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day three :: favourite relationship five things you know, and one thing you don't. “the phrase kenobi and skywalker has become a single word.”

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anakiinhighwalker · 2 years

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Star Wars Boys and how they are in relationships!

> Obi Wan Kenobi 🪐

Loving is a word that can definitely describe Obi Wan. He’d cater to your every need, he’d take care of you whether you’re sick or unwell, he’d even go as far as to make excuses on leaving missions early to check up on you if you really ask him to.

Obi Wan struggles quite a bit, though. For as loving as he is, he still feels guilt for violating the Jedi Code—something he values quite closely. Despite that, he will always choose you over the Code, no matter what day, month or year.

He’s a gentle lover. He hates being rough with you; it’s unmannerly and rude! He loves to make you feel appreciated in an old fashioned yet effective way. Obi Wan leans more to being a kind boyfriend who loves to wind down and watch the sunset rather than to roughhouse or debate.

That being said, Obi Wan does not shy away from arguments. He’s very outspoken about his ideas, beliefs and his morals. The many times he argues with Anakin and even the Jedi Council should show how he’s not afraid to speak his mind.

Obi Wan’s kisses are otherworldly to put it simply. You have no idea how a Jedi, someone who should be single and detached from the materialistic world, is so good at kissing. His soft kisses are incredible to experience. They make you feel soft tingles in your back and arms; you love everything about his kisses.

You’ll never have to worry about your sweet Kenobi becoming jealous because this man rarely ever gets jealous. Not just because of his well sized ego of him being a famed War General, it’s also because of the tremendous trust and faith he has in you. The love of his life would never leave or doubt him. He just knows it. However, he will get jealous and be protective if he feels you’re being targeted by some creep.

His more rough kisses are still as rewarding. Often his more passionate kisses come from a long struggle in a battle, a fight or a mission that nearly cost him you. They’re like a shooting star crashing into you but instead of exploding and destroying, it engulfs you with its warmth and simple adoration.

You’re special to him. I mean, you were enough to make THE General Kenobi go against the Jedi Code. You’re someone he treasures, someone he adores and feels nothing but love to.

I can’t stress enough how much Obi Wan loves you. You relax him when he needs to relax and rile him up before a long, hard mission. You’re everything he’s ever wanted.

Quality time is something you will always get with him. Even if it’s just a simple 5 minute intervention before a takeoff, he’s right there with you sneaking tiny kisses.

Give him hugs he likes your hugs :)

> Anakin Skywalker 💫

Where do I even begin with Anakin? He’s passionate, adoring, loving, protective and incredibly emotional. This man is literally guided by his emotions.

You’re his. And his alone. Whether you’re his crush, his fiancé, his spouse, you mean everything to him. He will actually destroy the world to keep you safe. Anakin adores you so much that it actually hurts him when he can’t hold you and kiss you.

Speaking of his kisses, is this man passionate. He’s always rough even when he doesn’t mean to be rough. Kissing you is always a magical experience for him so he often challenges himself subconsciously to sweep you off your feet. And boy, does he do exactly that!

He lifts and spins you when he hugs/kisses you, he holds you bravely in front of every Jedi who can see, he’s always touching you and that ranges passing shoulder rubs or him basically trapping you between his strong arms and broad chest.

Anakin is infatuated with you. You mean so much to him. He simply adores you. When he loves you, I genuinely mean Anakin loves you. When he first fell for you, he really believed you were Jedi mind tricking him into loving you so vividly and adoringly.

He’s adoring and protective but he can be overprotective a lot of the time. He made a silent promise to never lose a loved one ever again and he intends to keep it no matter how difficult situations get. That mentality is worsened by his belief that he will do everything in his power to keep you safe and sound, even if that meant you hating him for it.

Jealous. It’s extraordinary how Obi Wan is so relaxed with potential rivals but his Padawan isn’t. Anakin literally seethes whenever he feels like you’re being eyeballed by a too friendly man. He doesn’t care about titles either. Did you see how he whooped Clovis’ ass? It’s like Anakin gets primal when he feels jealous/possessive. He disregards who he is as the Chosen One and disregards who he’s facing. Nobody will ever harm or take you away. Ever.

He’s passionate and fiery 24/7 unless he’s tired and about to fall asleep. He doesn’t rant a lot about his ideas because he’s honestly too awkward to go on rants like that by the fly. But, he’ll of course hear you out and by hear I mean Anakin intently listens to you.

Good boyfriend :)

> Din Djarin

Inexperienced and shy. No convincing me otherwise. Dude is a struggle when it comes to removing his fucking helmet so I feel like Din wouldn’t really be super experienced in love. He’s more of a punch your feelings out type of guy, Y’know?

Regardless of his shyness and inexperience, he fucking loves you. He’s super awkward about holding you but when he holds you, my God does he hold you so right. You feel so loved and so cozy and so warm even when he’s wearing his Mandalorian armor!

Din loves everything about you. He really does. He doesn’t know exactly how to show it or how to say it but when you do something—anything, he feels like a teen boy getting his first real crush. You’re so amazing and he doesn’t even know how.

Helmet bumps. It’s odd to many people but to you? It means the world. Din is really introverted so when he openly shows his love to you by gently nodding his helmet to your temple or forehead, you’re over the moon. You kiss his helmet back and that’s when Grogu starts to giggle because Din looks silly with so many kisses on his helmet.

P R O T E C T I V E. He’s almost as bad as Anakin. That’s not an exaggeration, he will protect you with everything he has. Of course, he won’t stop you from battle; he’s a Mandalorian by oath. He has to respect warriors and fighters. But this clashes with his own trauma and how he goes about it. He loves you too much to let you get hurt. So he finds the balance. He will respect your battles until you speak up for his help or you desperately need his help.

Not much of a smooth talker. Not much of a talker at all. He shows his love in little ways like how he gives you the bigger side of breads or how he gives you more space to nap in his little cozy spot under Grogu. And yes, he does sleep in his armor.

He gets really chatty during late times in the Razor Crest, surprisingly. Grogu’s fast asleep and dreaming about as many frogs as one can hope for, you’re sitting next to him and it just kinda brings out the chatty cat in him. You two often talk about current events, the future, things you like, Grogu, anything you can ever think of you two have probably talked about it.

Din respects your privacy as much as you respects his. You mean so much to him. He’s godlike when it comes to giving you space. ALSO HE CHEWS WITH HIS MOUTH CLOSE THANK YOU DIN.

Not really jealous but not really Obi Wan’s level of chill. He distrusts every stranger automatically so he puts himself between you and random strangers at bars. He’s always on the lookout for potential creeps and when he gets a feeling something will start, he immediately shuts it down and takes you away from that situation. Never gonna catch him lacking.

> Han Solo 🍶

He’s annoyingly in love with you. He teases you and embarrasses you with how loving he can be sometimes. Han likes to lean against walls or even corner you and beg for kisses before Chewie starts laughing at his flirting. If he towers over you, you bet he will definitely use that to his advantage.

Passionate kisser, no matter what time or day is it. Han loves to kiss you with as much passion as he because you’re the love of his life; you’re the bread to his jam. You will never ever be kissed by Han in a soft way, he’s always so passionate and honest with his kisses.

PDA God. You think Anakin’s bad wait until you meet Han Solo. He’s the king of holding your waist so close to his you’re practically hip to hip. Han has never kept his hands or himself whenever you two touched down anywhere. Of course, Han respects your boundaries. Never would he put his hands on your privates or somewhere you explicitly said you don’t want him to.

The king of kisses. You could doing anything, you could just be helping Luke or Leia and Han comes up behind you and begins to kiss your cheek and your temple and everywhere in your face. He just loves that feeling of holding you and you complaining about his sloppy kisses is like music to his ears.

Nobody messes with Han Solo’s sweetheart. He is so protective when it comes to protecting you, so much so that he gets violent. Not to you, never you, but to the person who’s messing/flirting with you. Han has a pattern of asking you “Is this schmuck messing with you?” before absolutely destroying the creep either with his hands or his gun.

The definition of a brag. He brags all the time. His ego isn’t that big but he’s not that humble at all. He loves it when you join in and praise him, he loves getting praised. He also really loves to give and receive compliments so make sure to always compliment your dumb scoundrel about how handsome he looks.

He’s so adoring. He will buy you anything. He will actually spend so much money on you that you AND Chewie have to remind him not to.

Bro will wear a shitty sweater u made him :)

> Luke Skywalker 🌙

He’s so soft. Like wayyy softer than Obi Wan. When Luke touches you, he’s so gentle and his fingers barely have any pressure on them. Even his metal arm is so gentle and hardly grazes you.

Like Din, he’s shy. He’s a moisture farmer from Tatooine. His first kiss was with some girl he hardly remembers. He’s very shy so what often happens is Luke will simply just hold your hand or stand really close to you in public. Unlike Solo, he’s very reserved when it comes to affection.

Luke is very soft spoken. He’s such a good storyteller too! He tells you all about his misadventures and how much he’s seen as well as what it’s like to be one of the few remaining Jedi. When you’re with Luke, you’re never bored or anything—he’s always telling you about his life. And, for as much as he tells you he wants you to tell him about your life, too.

Kiss his cheek and Luke will bite back his boyish smile. Kiss his lips and Luke will literally lay on his back, smiling like a goof and staring into nothing. He’s so into you that one day he wants to make you his spouse. He’s already planning out his wedding ideas!

You are the thing that motivates him the most from anybody else. Whether it be your kisses or your dreams, Luke is so inspired and deeply in love with you. He’d do anything to make your dreams a reality.

Protective to a T. He’s very outspoken and will speak up if someone is bothering you, and even if he’s not a hulking 6’6 figure, he will intimidate many people with just how fiercely protective he is over you.

He doesn’t strike me as jealous, he seems to reason everything in his mind. But since no one is perfect, he obviously will have his moments of weakness and will get jealous. Please reassure him with kisses and embraces.

You will always get a hug before and after a battle. You help ground Luke back to reality. :)

> Captain Rex (I love this man)🌛

He’s super professional. He won’t cuddle you at all during missions and just keeps his distance so that you two don’t end up fooling off. However…

Once that ship lands, Rex is staying near you 200% of the time. He will do everything and anything in his power to keep you safe during battles. Even if Rex seems a little cold during missions, just know that in his mind nothing is run in more rapid than his thoughts on you and your well-being.

His kisses are strong. They’re confident and he definitely knows what he’s doing (seriously, where did he learn this stuff?). When he kisses you there is always a wave of reassurance and love that passes over you. And you’re pretty sure that the same wave of love passes over Rex with how much love he had in eyes for you.

You’re funny if you think Rex isn’t protective. He was made a soldier and is under General Skywalker’s command, one of the most possessive and protect man to ever exist for the Jedi. So Rex has certainly picked up his own protective personality. This man is the definition of overthinking and ready to fight for his babygirl.

PDA really isn’t his style; it’s too much for him. He likes to show his love in his own way. Like when he invites you to help him clean his armor or when he teaches you how to do things like fix an entire Republic ship engine by yourself with just duct tape and a screwdriver. He thinks love showed be shown in ‘productive’ ways.

That doesn’t mean Rex doesn’t hug or kiss you. Like I said before, his kisses are strong and safe. His hugs even stronger. You’ll melt into his delicious arms.

Not that jealous of a boyfriend. Rex never gets jealous because he hates dragging negativity from a third party into your relationship. He’s very mature and rationalizes people flirting with you. He won’t get violent immediately but he will if it means protecting you.

Rex calls you soldier affectionately. Look me in the fucking eyes and tell me he wouldn’t call you soldier affectionately.

He brings you cool rocks or cool (safe) plants he finds on planets he visits :)

> Commander Cody 🌜

He’s kinda like Rex except he’s like, slightly more dramatic and the only reason he’s more dramatic is because of Obi Wan ‘Hello There’ Kenobi.

He’s a little more open to affection than most other clones. He’ll kiss your cheek before and after a battle, rub your knuckles if there’s a rough landing and reassure you verbally that everything will be fine.

Cody prioritizes the mission but there are times where he orders his men to carry out the mission to rescue you or go after you and keep you safe. He can’t bare the thought of losing you like he’s lost so many of his brothers.

Not big on PDA, very reserved with his little moments of love. He doesn’t want his men to see him as a big softie, too. Especially not General Kenobi.

Likes to sit down and just sit there in silence next to you, watching clones tinker with the ships and the platoons helping shinies around. You two might even hold hands secretly watching the organization of squads.

Cody isn’t jealous THAT IS unless he is in a petty mood. If you two have a fight and you go jogging up to Rex to tell him the General’s orders before him, he will get slightly petty verbally. Like he’ll make a passing comment about how you seem to like Rex over him.

You two don’t argue a lot. That is unless Cody gets petty. You love that big goof regardless of his petty moments.

HE IS SO SASSY SOMETIMES. You think he’s been hanging around Obi Wan too much.

The type of boyfriend to let you measure his hands next to yours and see how big/small your hands are to his.

He is in love with you bro. He’s infatuated. He didn’t even know he could fall in love until he met you. You swept him off his feet. But don’t actually sweep Cody off of his feet because he will feel embarrassed :)

#star wars x reader #din djarin #luke skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader #obi wan kenobi x reader #captain rex x reader #commander cody x reader #han solo x reader #luke skywalker x reader #din djarin x reader #501st x reader #imma write a part 2 with mommy Ventress #obi wan and anakin

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soulmatebracket · 11 months

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Soulmate Bracket: Round 1 [Side A — Part IV]

Provided reasoning under cut:

Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Sywalker

Lines about them from the books (actual canon): "They knew each other better than brothers, more intimately than lovers; they were complementary halves of a single warrior." and also "Anakin and Obi-Wan. Kenobi and Skywalker. From the beginning of the Clone Wars, the phrase Kenobi and Skywalker has become a single word." and we can't forget "Neither can imagine life without the other. The war has forged their two lives into one." They become Force ghosts in the end and spend the rest of eternity together in the Force so... I'd say they qualify as immortal, in a way. After all; there is no death, there is the Force.

They are soooo special

They are described like this in the novelization of Revenge of the Sith: : "they knew each other better than brothers, more intimately than lovers; they were complementary halves of a single warrior." which is pretty soulmate-y. in the Obi-Wan Kenobi TV Show they are hinted at being a force dyad, which is basically the star wars equivalent of a soulmate. they are not reincarnated but they are reunited as Force Ghost after they both die, and Obi-Wan is the one who reached out to Anakin when he died to make it possible for him to become a ghost and not just die (and while this isn't a soulmate specific power they still chose to spend the rest of their death together)(also there is a fan theory that says that being a dyad is what made it possible for anakin to become a ghost while not having done any of the training necessary to become one)

People often argue if their relationship can be read as romantic or only platonic, but nobody can argue how deeply connected these two are to each other. In the universe they have been called partners, The Team, their enemies would say "Where there is Kenobi, you will always find Skywalker not far behind", in Stover's novelisation of the ROTS he calls them "2 parts of one perfect warrior". Their bond is unmistakable. They went from best friends and brothers to enemies. And at the end of RotJ we see them as friends once more. As force ghosts they will be able to spend the rest of eternity together.

They are literal soulmates in canon; they share a bond called a “force dyad” wherein they are two halves of a whole. This can apply to them platonically and/or romantically.

Kaidan Alenko & Commander Shepard

They’re fated in space and they’re hot. It’s destiny, your honour.

They fall in love, Shepard dies and gets reincarnated, and Kaidan falls in love with her all over again because she keeps showing him it’s really her.

The two of them are peak, “I know you and I refuse to lose you”. They’re star-crossed lovers like you wouldn’t believe. Shepard keeps trying to die (and successfully dying and then not being dead) and Kaidan keeps loving them anyway. Shepard comes back changed and Kaidan still loves them.

#star wars #mass effect #soulmatebracket #anakin skywalker #obi wan kenobi #obikin #kaiden alenko #commander shepard #shenko #id in alt text

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not to be an omegaverse loser but one of my favorite concepts is mustafar with omega anakin and alpha obi-wan. mating is forbidden in the order because it’s the most intimate form of attachment… and now, the only thing that keeps anakin from falling. mid fight obi-wan gets the idea—a bond will solidify their intertwined fates, connection so invasive obi-wan won’t be able to hide from his achilles heel, but it will also grant him ability to sway anakin (and be swayed). so he does it because he’d rather risk his life as a jedi than watch anakin fall. his teeth sink into anakin’s shoulder when they dive in, blade to blade, and then they—skywalker and kenobi—truly do become a single word.

eyes flickering gold settle to that brilliant blue when obi-wan is able to extend his power through both of their bonds, and talk his mate into submission. anakin has no choice but to obey. and now, with his shoulder bleeding with an obvious bite, obi-wan feels just how deep the roots of the dark side burrowed into anakin. they have healing to do.

#i usually don’t like forced mating but god in this context?#it’s everything to meeeeeee #obi-wan giving up his… life really. to save anakin.#anakin tethered by obi-wan #yum #obikin #vaderwan #aniobi #syl’s plot vault #omegaverse #// a/b/o

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dukeoftheblackstar · 8 months

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Hey I don’t know if you’re taking requests, or know someone that is, but I’m feeling a Plo Koon x timid fem!reader fic, rating is dealers choice! Have a great day!!

Summary: Aboard the Triumphant, your fate is sealed amidst your numerous failure.

Pairing: Plo Koon / Reader

Word Count: 1K

Rating: F for Fluff. F for Foolishness.

Notes: The best means of healing and comfort isn't always through a plethora of words and wisdom — sometimes you just gotta yeet that shit out into space with new found friends and better opportunity. Oh and yeah, trust the force or whatever.

Color thingies because I'm deranged to not use them: Orange: Plo Koon Pink: You/Reader Blue: Commander Wolffe Purple: Sinker, Boost, Warthog, Comet

Perfect divider by @idontgetanysleep with itty, bitty, cutie-patootie Plo Koon face ♥

You did what you were supposed to— or at least tried, for that matter. The instructions were pretty clear and simple even for someone who had just boarded the Triumphant after barely making the cut to be a medic. The choice was either to be retrained under a more draconian approach having failed a shy number of times, had it not been for the strings that latched onto your shoulder for having a guardian with amicable connections, or be decommissioned. Not that you would suffer the same fate as the clones for being an external resource, but to no longer be of contribution to the cause of peace in the ever-chaotic galaxy is no better than death itself.

And you were ecstatic —even for a fleeting moment when news of you being assigned to the 104th came about. You’ve heard so much of Master Jedi General Plo Koon and the Wolfpack that you couldn’t really blame why some clones aspire to be under the warm hand of the highly revered and ‘tamed’ Jedi as opposed to the boisterous bunch of Generals Skywalker and Kenobi. You were beyond elated that you’ve missed hours of sleep as you were finally jettisoned from Coruscant to board the venator-class ship that you’ve become quite a jittery mess.

And so here you are; standing before a box of refurbished datapads with not a single device flickering to life as if the protruding ports smashed and torn weren’t enough to instill how much of a failure you are — how much, a simple task efficiency eludes you as how all the tasks before today had done the same.

You might as well just step off the ramp right now and float aimlessly in space to mirror the emptiness you bring to the galaxy with your pathetic existence, right? Might as well just step into the sun and at least allow yourself to be a source of kindling that may burn brighter and serve hope to the fallen like yourself. Might as well —

“Might I interest you in a little distraction, little one?”

Plo Koon, in his towering frame that was both intimidating and of a soothing presence, had placed his talon-clad hand over your shoulder; a gentle squeeze to merit your attention as you turn and immediately lower your head with irises shaken in search of words to offer your most-sincerest apologies for having brought the incorrect package.

“I’m… I’m sorry, sir.” Even your apology was barely acceptable by your standards that you felt even smaller. So small that you were a rough estimate of twenty-nine seconds away from welling up for failing so miserably these past few days. It has deterred your morning routines of self-affirmation knowing fully that you are only to fail once more — and you have indeed yet again. You weren’t much of a talker either; you were that of a shy nature, timid on all accounts.

You hear a soft thud and wince — not that you were hurt or anything, but you were so easily frightened when it comes to failure, thinking he would have struck you or at least commanded a trooper to escort you out of the premises and off to the uncertainties of life.

But no, it clearly wasn’t that at all.

As you gaze up to inspect the sound, you see Plo Koon holding a metallic bat made of scraps, worn of usage with blurred writings and the Wolfpack’s insignia drawn on different angles including the signage on the 104th’s ships, Plo’s Bros.

You watch his wrist turn and swing the bat lightly, testing it with a firm grip at the hilt.

“When in training…” He began, pausing dramatically like the true, theatrical Baran Do Sage that he is apart from being a Master Jedi. “... the only failure is not to learn from your defeats.”

Before you could ask, you see him turn, grasp the hilt of the bat with both hands, swing as one refurbished datapad flew over his head and met the bat with such precision that it was out in the vastness of space in less than a second.

“Nice shot, General.”

Your eyes were drawn promptly to Boost who offered a cheerful greeting and a wink, tossing another broken datapad in his hand ready to putt. Comet and Warthog beside him holding a singular digit of 1 and 0 in solidarity, while Sinker rummaged through the box of unusable datapads you’ve carried.

Plo turns to you and extends his hand, guiding and insisting you take the plunge.

“Your turn, sweetness.” You hear Sinker from behind you, ushering you towards their beloved General who then welcomed you with a rather secure hold as he positioned himself behind.

You feel the warmth of his palm enveloping the back of your hand in contrast to the stannic bat that latched on your grip. He guides your other hand to firmly take hold before leaning over your shoulder.

“Remember, my dear, you always pass failure on your way to success.”

With that, Plo steps a mindful distance and turns to Boost with a nod. “Consider this your official initiation to the 104th.”

And right before the turn of events fruition, you hear yet another voice approaching.

“Ah, Commander Wolffe. How good of you to join us.” Says Plo Koon.

“General. Boys.” Wolffe replies in his stern and gruff note. “You do realize that I have to file a report on this.”

In fear, you turn to Plo whose brow creases were far from being tensed let alone bothered. He turns to Wolffe and motions for Boost to ready his aim.

Wolffe sighs in both an exasperated and amused manner, arms tucked behind his back as he turns heel and bid farewell. “You best make that shot or you’re off this ship, miss.”

“You heard the commander. I believe in you, little one. Make your mark.”

And indeed you have —with a newfound determination and a steady grip, you’ve allowed yourself to not only trust in the Force, your new comrades, your new General, and your new role, but have also found it within you to trust the most important aspect of existence;

♥̷ ̷Y̷ ̷O̷ ̷U̷ ̷R̷ ̷S̷ ̷E̷ ̷L̷ ̷F̷ ̷♥̷

Welcome aboard the Triumphant, little love ♥ Where PloHours and 104th Foolishness is operational 24/7. I hope you enjoy this and that this was is at least a little close to your ask because oh-my-god, did I have to Google so much meaning equivalents of ‘timid’.

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jedimastre-archive · 7 months

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Anakin and Obi-Wan. Kenobi and Skywalker. From the beginning of the Clone Wars, the phrase Kenobi and Skywalker has become a single word. They are everywhere. HoloNet features of their operations against the Separatist enemy have made them the most famous Jedi in the galaxy. [ ... ]

Kenobi would rather talk than fight, but when there is fighting to be done, few can match him. Skywalker is the master of audacity; his intensity, boldness, and sheer jaw-dropping luck are the perfect complement to Kenobi's deliberate, balanced steadiness. Together, they are a Jedi hammer that has crushed Separatist infestations on scores of worlds. ― explored by laura & venus.

#killjedi #* promotion !#* self promotion !#i was ... /inspired/

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ao3feed-obikin · 7 months

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A Captive King

read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50186833 by Dreamer_of_Improbable_Dreams Din Djarin is the reluctant king of Mandalore, holding together a slowly healing people as they rebuild. Luke Skywalker is the Imperial High Prince, and he's got a Darksaber to win and a king to kill. When Imperial Prince Luke challanges Din for the Darksaber, Din knows his time is up. Theres no way he can defeat a Sith Lord in single combat. He's trapped in a wretched situation with no way out. Death he can accept, but he has no idea what awaits him when Prince Skywalker sets foot on Mandalore and becomes obsessed with him. Luke came to the planet to kill a man, but maybe keeping him would be much more satisfying. Words: 448, Chapters: 1/4, Language: English Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, The Mandalorian (TV) Rating: Explicit Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, Graphic Depictions Of Violence, Rape/Non-Con Categories: M/M Relationships: Din Djarin/Luke Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker Additional Tags: Imperial Prince Luke Skywalker, Imperial Luke Skywalker, Mand'alor Din Djarin, Captive, Captured, Dark Luke Skywalker, Hurt Din Djarin, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Top Luke Skywalker, Bottom Din Djarin, Graphic Violence, Blood, luke is heywire ok, Poor Din Djarin, Possessive Luke Skywalker, I Don't Know How The Force Works, Canon What Canon, Art read it on the AO3 at https://archiveofourown.org/works/50186833

#IFTTT #Obikin #AO3feed #Star Wars

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three-moons-watching · 2 years

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Okay I am SO sorry this isn't even blorbo-tagging this is so much worse BUT. That post about Rapscallion and Petrichor gave me the biggest Obi-Wan & Anakin vibes. To be fair I am in Star Wars mode so that wasn't hard but still. But I didn't just come into your inbox to tell about my blorbos, no, actually I'm here to suggest these two as like, vibe fodder for your OCs? Because Obi-Wan and Anakin have so many iconic quotes and incredible moments so like, this is me sharing the treasure trove of absolutely incredible interactions.

Personal suggestions include all of the really fun quotes from the Revenge of the Sith novelisation by Matthew Stover, like "Anakin and Obi-Wan. Kenobi and Skywalker. From the beginning of the Clone Wars, the phrase Kenobi and Skywalker has become a single word." or "it’s not uncommon for an exasperated parent to ask, when faced with offspring who have just tried to pull off one of the spectacularly dangerous bits of foolishness that are the stock-in-trade of high-spirited younglings everywhere, So which were you supposed to be, Kenobi or Skywalker?" or "He is the ultimate Jedi. And he is proud to be Anakin Skywalker’s best friend." or "This, then, is Obi-Wan and Anakin: They are closer than friends. Closer than brothers. Though Obi-Wan is sixteen standard years Anakin’s elder, they have become men together. Neither can imagine life without the other. The war has forged their two lives into one." or "Anakin and Obi-Wan would never fight each other. They couldn’t. They’re a team. They’re the team. And both of them are sure they always will be." or "“Anakin.” Obi-Wan’s voice had gone soft, and his hand was warm on Anakin’s arm. “There is no other Jedi I would rather have at my side right now. No other man.”" or the iconic "Blade-to-blade, they were identical. After thousands of hours in lightsaber sparring, they knew each other better than brothers, more intimately than lovers; they were complementary halves of a single warrior." In the Kenobi show that's coming out now at some point he says "all he'll see is me" about Vader and he's right. I could keep going I just decided to spare you.

Like. Is that the vibe. Am I reading it right. Because I read your post and I was like, butterfly meme "Is this about Obi-Wan & Anakin?" and obviously if this isn't the vibe then I'll shut up. But like. I have severe brainrot and I thought why not share it. Otherwise "whatever souls are made of you and I are the same" will always be a classic

(and I didn't know where to say that so yeah but. I know you said you shipped Rapscallion and Petrichor and then I jumped in with my obsession and I think it's obvious I'm annoying about Obikin as a romantic ship but if you don't see their relationship as romantic just like ignore that part lol I am offering totally platonic quotes that also work as romantic) (sorry if you give 0 fucks about my blorbos feel free to delete this and shoot me a DM or an ask like "sorry I don't care" and I'll know to shut up lol)

AAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA

ram i know literally nothing about star wars but THIS IS THE VIBES EXACTLY YES OH MY GOSH

He is the king of the sea. And he is proud to be Petrichor's best friend

Petrichor and Rapscallion would never fight each other. They couldn’t. They’re a team. They’re the team. And both of them are sure they always will be.

"Petrichor," Rapscallions voice had gone soft, and his wing was warm over Petrichor's back. “There is no other dragon I would rather have at my side right now. No other dragon."

this is. yes. thank u.

#not me plagiarizing star wars with the blorbos from my pirate ship <3 #i didn't wanna make the other quotes dragon related but know that i love them too #this #oh my gosh #this is going to live rent free in my brain forever and i don't even watch star wars adjfklasjkfd #thank u ram ;--;#ram beloved #pigeon rambles #gilded skyline crew

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I just stumbled upon a review of the Kenobi show. Here are my thoughts...

(Link to the review: LINK)

“Anakin Skywalker, Force wunderkind turned emo Jedi slayer, and Obi-Wan Kenobi, his former chum and sensei, are engaged in a lightsaber duel, ostensibly to the death.“

Okay, I just love the “former chum and sensei” part.

“The worst thing was, Ewan McGregor as Obi-Wan and Hayden Christensen as Anakin were trying their best. The fault never lay with them.”

Yes. Peak acting.

“Obi-Wan Kenobi the TV show has generally felt like the worthy prequel we never had.“

Again. Yes.

“The scripts sound as if they were written by people who have, at some point in their lives, said words to other humans.”

Okay, dragging George a little...

And here is the first part that I disagree with:

“It feels like the TV show had a checklist of every flaw the prequels had, and set about addressing them all. Apart from one, that is.

The one it failed to address was, sadly, the biggest; the problem that caused that lightsaber duel at the end of Revenge of the Sith to, somehow, be duller than a Fisher Price butterknife: like the prequels before it, Obi-Wan Kenobi isn’t even remotely gripping, exciting or moreish, because we already know exactly what is going to happen. And what is going to happen is this: nothing.”

I don’t disagree with the characterization of the show. I totally understand what Luke Holland is talking about. I just don’t think it’s a problem.

Sure, if you watch Obi-Wan Kenobi as a regular Star Wars show that is supposed to be fast-moving action.

But I watch the show as a character study. Which is not something everyone likes.

The things that I love the most about the show are the more specific characterizations of the characters and their relationships. Because that is something that Star Wars rarely does. There were hints at it in Rogue One (which, by the way, in terms of plot twists and action, is at the top for me). But the Obi-Wan Kenobi show made the characters feel so real.

It gave us a depressed and traumatized Obi-Wan who has lost all hope. (And this is in no way comparable to Luke Skywalker in the sequel trilogy. Because here it makes sense. Luke Skywalker losing hope is just lazy writing.) Then we have Leia. Who was just very fun to watch. And obviously their relationship to each other. This basically had single father Obi-Wan vibes, which, if I may say so, a specific part of the fandom lives for.

We have a fake Jedi - Haja Estree. And I just love those little characters that are obviously just silly, but still have heart. The Chewbaccas, C-3POs... We have Leia’s droid.

The show gave us Flea as a Star Wars villain, which I am also absolutely grateful for.

The scenes between Obi-Wan and Vader are obviously a major reason why the show is so great.

There are no surprises, no, but I don’t think the show ever wanted to have any big surprises.

“Characters exist solely to be in the orbit of the Obi-Wans, Darths and Leias about whose fates we know all too much, with (spoiler alert) figures like Indira Varma’s briefly interesting undercover rebel Tala Durith being introduced and bumped off before she could become a figure of genuine significance.”

Okay, yes, I see the point here. But I also see that the new characters couldn’t take up too much space because the show really is about Obi-Wan.

At this point I just think that the bigger action just serves as a vehicle to move the story forward, so we can have the “smaller” scenes between Obi-Wan and Vader.

Another strength of the show is that each episode in itself is truly wonderful.

Episode 1 is about the absolute absence of hope. It is a very dark episode with a few exceptions (the earlier scenes of Leia).

Episode 2. Okay. With every re-watch, I appreciate Daiyu a little more. What a great backdrop. It looks and feels very cyberpunk, which is a much better vibe than some of the other Star Wars locations that just feel over the top. The moment where you can literally feel Obi-Wan’s heart stop because Leia is falling down. Amazing. Perfect.

Episode 3. Okay, Obi-Wan and Leia trying to find the checkpoint. The Vader hallucination. “Yeah, we LOVE the empire.” The moment Obi-Wan feels Vader approaching. The list goes on. Amazing.

Episode 4. Just... Plotholes aside, I just enjoyed the heist vibe. They could have even emphasized it more. A ten minute scene where they explain their escape plan in great detail. But that are just peanuts.

Episode 5. The flashback scene. Yes. Just. The fandom lives for it. “Because all he’ll see is me”. Perfect.

Episode 6. My favourite episode. Maybe. “I’m sorry, Anakin. For all of it.” Oscar-worthy. (Okay, Emmy-worthy. It just doesn’t sound as good as Oscar-worthy.) Obi-Wan going all 1000% Jedi. Sexy.

#kenobi show #star wars #star wars meta

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Summary: When Senator Palpatine of Naboo is nominated for High Chancellor of the Galactic Republic, he becomes targeted by an unknown assassin. The Jedi Council assigns Master Qui-Gon Jinn and his Padawan learner Obi-Wan Kenobi to protect the Senator. To Obi-Wan’s great frustration, their protection detail includes Palpatine’s adopted son Anakin Skywalker, who fosters an unusual hatred for the Jedi Order. Their tumultuous relationship will shape galactic history for years to come as the galaxy grows darker under the influence of a Sith hidden in plain sight.

A story told in three parts during Palpatine’s rise to power as Chancellor, the early Clone Wars, and the end of the Clone Wars.

Read on AO3 (from the beginning)

Read on AO3 (from Chapter 13)

Excerpt:

It didn't exactly matter how the next events happened. Anakin paced his apartment as he wondered what his next role was. They still needed to pass off the clone army to the Republic, but it would be difficult to do so without implicating themselves. He supposed Palpatine had an assortment of ideas for that. Pausing before the mirror, Anakin examined the new scar across his eye. He was lucky Qui-Gon’s lightsaber had barely grazed him, but it still left a burn. He sighed and leaned his head down, hands clenched tight around the dresser. Before Anakin could think much further, he heard the quiet ringing of the doorbell.

"I shall answer it, Master Anakin," Threepio said before Anakin even asked.

He sighed and dropped down into a chair, rubbing his forehead. Then, he leaned his head back, running a hand through his hair. In all of his distress, he hadn't even bothered to pull it up. He hadn’t been sleeping well or eating well, or coping well at all.

“I should have saved you. ”

What did Qui-Gon even mean by that? Anakin closed his eyes, feeling that tentative pull to the light. He had his shields slightly lowered as he always did when Palpatine wasn’t around to criticize him. The warmth was comforting, and Anakin had been clinging to the Force ever since the night at the Elite. He couldn’t even consider cutting himself off from it.

"Oh, hello. It has been a long time." Threepio’s voice echoed from the hall. “How may I help you, Master Jedi?”

Anakin’s eyes flickered open, and he turned his head, tentatively feeling out with the Force. The presence was familiar. Anakin was already on his feet before Obi-Wan quietly asked, "Is Anakin here?"

Rushing towards the front door, Anakin froze when his eyes met Obi-Wan’s. "Threepio, give us a moment."

"Of course, Master Anakin."

Once Threepio walked off, Anakin approached. Obi-Wan looked small, almost fragile as he stepped over the threshold. Almost immediately, his eyes darted to Anakin’s injury. He reached up, brushing his finger over it. The Force trembled slightly. Anakin had hoped that Obi-Wan wouldn’t notice.

“You’re hurt,” Obi-Wan whispered. “Anakin, are you alright?”

“Just a little scratch,” he assured him. “Nothing to worry about at all.”

Anakin started to reach out to him, and Obi-Wan fell into his arms, hugging him tightly. He looked as if he hadn't slept in days either, and he shook as he collapsed against Anakin. That trust made Anakin’s whole chest ache. He didn’t deserve to hold him like that. Obi-Wan didn’t know who he really was—that he was curled against and seeking comfort from the monster responsible for his Master’s death.

"He's dead," Obi-Wan whispered, voice soft and broken.

Anakin swallowed and nodded. He had felt Obi-Wan's devastation as it erupted through the Force when he found Qui-Gon’s body. It pained him so much that he couldn't even find a single thread of happiness in the Sith’s success. He never wanted to see Obi-Wan hurt so much ever again. He never wanted to be the cause of it ever again. Beyond that, it still haunted him that Qui-Gon’s last words were those of kindness.

Reaching out, Anakin ran his hand across Obi-Wan's hair, turning to press a gentle kiss to the side of his head. "I'm sorry," he said. "Master Jinn was a good—"

"I should have saved him," Obi-Wan said, shaking. "I should have been able to do something to defeat the Sith—to do something. I shouldn’t have left him.” He choked back a sob. “I failed him.”

Bile rose in Anakin’s throat. "It's not your fault."

#obikin #obi wan kenobi #anakin skywalker #star wars

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