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[lacebird]

“When I read the scripts, first time I read Clone Wars flashbacks… So excited. Real clone troopers getting launched off of air rams, explosions, and all sorts of fun stuff. A lot of fun, and very impressive scope. It was exciting for me to inhabit Anakin in his Clone Wars-era armour.”

HAYDEN CHRISTENSEN Filming flashback scenes for episode 5 of Ahsoka (2023-)

[adriist91]

AHHHHH AMAZING!!! THANKS @lacebird FOR THIS!!!💛😭🫂✨️

[pararararablof]

Football AU

[manuartt]

"Anakin and Obi-Wan would never fight each other. They couldn't. They're a team. They're the team."

[manuartt]

Always a disappointed, Padawan.

[starwarsblr]

Star Wars: Episode III – Revenge of the Sith dir. George Lucas | 2005

[dolphin-sniffer]

the galaxy's fiercest hugs

[curiphynn]

*shows nyanakin a pic of him biting big obi-wan's thumb* a criminal caught in the act

Never done anything wrong ever in his entire life

[floatontheoceanblue]

can you imagine landing on naboo after your fellow citizens have been starved and imprisoned in a blockade, the trade federation ship was destroyed from the inside in seemingly a miracle, you follow the ship that caused it back home, and the head of a 9 year old boy you've never met pokes out of the cockpit. he immediately starts high-fiving everyone and asking if they know padmé, and they're like.. you mean.. the queen?????? and he's like "oh yeah. queen amidala. she's my friend. so are the jedis. have you seen them? they ran off that way chasing some spiky guy with a red sword who almost ran me over the other day. this is r2 by the way." 😭😭😭😭

[fangsrus]

I really like that there's very little evidence that obi wan drinks tea but the fandom generally agrees that he does, drinks it everyday, religiously even, it shows up in almost every fanfic I've read that centers obi wan, remarkable

[marlioo]

they are real knights

[bisexualvader]

You fought in the Clone Wars?

[bluechick030]

this time vader had the high ground by using this mustafar balloon。。。

[thanosthedadtitan]

"Just a shirt..."

[obiwancreampie]

drabble prompt: anakin finds ahsoka's collection of rpf about him and obi-wan

i appreciate you prompting me anon! thank u :)

this is not a drabble, im not really capable of writing 100 words of anything. i have a compulsive need to yap. anyways. sure!

Anakin doesn’t feel entirely comfortable entering his Padawan’s quarters on the Resolute while she’s training with Torrent Company, but he does it. The destroyer’s security team noted an unencrypted line of sent and received information on their last stopover in a major hub for refuelling. They traced the leak back to Ahsoka’s room. Meaning her personal terminal or pad. He’s already formulating a lecture for her about proper encryption, and the ways in which her actions risk creating a weak point that slicers could access their entire system and potentially military secrets.

But before he actually talks to her, he needs to know what she was doing, more or less. Was it war related or entirely personal? Was it from her terminal or her datapad? Among other things.

So he swipes his way inside her small quarters while she’s busy and searches. A quick check of her terminal reveals nothing, so he opens draws until he finds her personal datapad.

He stares down at it for a minute, uncomfortable, but eventually sighs and turns it on. It’s locked, thank the Force. She at least has basic security on the device itself. But it’s not anything extremely high level or fancy, just the basics that the GAR use for all their tech. He knows how to get past it in his sleep, considering his familiarity with the way their security works.

After only a minute, he’s cracked it and unlocked the device. Then he plugs in a datastick to help him search for whatever she was doing while they were at port. After a second the pad pings and pulls up a folder of files. Reading material of some kind, by the look of it. None of the titles make much sense to him. They all have vague and sort of flowery titles like ‘It’s About the Masks We Wear’ and ‘Perpetuity’. No further information about them, their genre or their writers.

He hums, considering. They might be stories then? Should he check one to be sure? He’s already invaded her privacy quite deeply and not feeling all that great about it.

He curses softly and clicks one at random. His eyes scanning the words that scroll across the screen. Based off the length it’s a short story and it’s… about the war? It’s about Anakin?

“What…” He asks no one in particular.

He scrolls down a bit until his eyes catch on a second name that appears alongside his own.

“You know we can’t do this. We’re Jedi.” General Kenobi says to his friend, and his love.

“Why not? We both want it. It’s not like anyone has to know.” General Skywalker replies quickly, looking determined.

Then, before Kenobi can deny him again, Skywalker darts forward. Both of his hands cup Kenobi’s face and he reels him for a kiss. Kenobi doesn’t stop him in time, and he feels soft lips press against his own.

The universe comes to a standstill around them as Kenobi loses himself in the feeling. It’s like there’s electricity coursing through his veins. His heart pounds loudly in his ears. Without even meaning to, he melts into the embrace and moans, kissing the younger man back. He can’t help it. He loves his fellow Jedi in ways he shouldn’t, and he can’t deny it any longer. Not with that hot mouth sliding against his own-

Anakin stops reading and lets the pad fall to his side. He stares at the wall of the room unseeingly.

“What the kriffing hell…” He hisses.

That was… that was… not what he expected to find. He’s not sure exactly what he did expect to find, exactly. But certainly not a fictional story about himself and Obi-Wan together.

They’re not, obviously. Ahsoka knows that. So why- why would she read that? Another question, who wrote that? Some fan of the Team? If so, why?

Anakin can’t fathom it.

Do they… can they somehow tell? Can they see past his efforts to suppress and hide his feelings? He thought he was doing an admirable job of pretending not to want Obi-Wan. But obviously not if there are people out there speculating about a relationship and writing made up stories about it…

But still, more relevantly to his present circumstances, what possessed Ahsoka to search out and read this nonsense?

He has to talk to her. The entire reason he even found this now feels secondary to his shock and vague horror at what he’s just discovered on her pad. He quickly pulls the device back up and clicks on another file. He needs to know if they’re all like this.

“Ani?”

The lump in the bed hums in response.

“Come to bed Obi.” It says.

“Are you sure? I can find somewhere else to sleep if I have to-” The Jedi Master goes to protest.

The lump that is his former Padawan and lover, scoffs.

“There aren’t any other beds in the camp, you know that. Come share with me already. It’s fine.”

Obi-Wan slowly steps towards the bed and a hand shoots out of the blanket to grip his wrist tightly. A moment later he’s being pulled down into the nest of blankets. He’s powerless to do anything besides try to get comfortable and not fall on top of Anakin.

“Are you sure? I’d hate to make you uncomfortable, is all.” He whispers as he tries to situate himself.

Anakin curls around him and pulls him close, whispering into his hair.

“Obi you could never make me uncomfortable. I love you.”

Though they’ve said the words before, it still warms his heart to hear them again. His smile is hidden and pressed against Anakin’s collarbone.

Anakin stops reading at that point. It’s clear that they’re all about this, then. He doesn’t click on another.

Multiple feelings war inside him, making his stomach twist nauseatingly. On one hand it’s weird. Other people writing and reading about him in made up private moments with Obi-Wan is extremely invasive. But at the same time, a part of him aches quietly. Though these people don’t know him or his life at all, they have perfectly managed to nail one of his deepest yearnings somehow.

He has no clue how, but they have. A tiny part of him is almost tempted to read more of these, but the strangeness and discomfort turn him off from the idea. They won’t be more intricate than the fantasies he was conjuring for himself during his Padawan years anyway.

He grips the datapad tightly and tries to get his thoughts in order. What the kark is he going to say to his Padawan about what he’s found?

He stares at the screen for a few minutes in silent thought before the door to the room swishes open. His eyes lift and he watches Ahsoka step inside and freeze.

“Master what are you doing in-” She cuts off as she spots what he’s holding.

“Are you going through my pad? What happened to privacy!” Her face twists in offence and she snatches the device from his hands.

As she skims the screen her eyes widen and then flick up to stare at him in undisguised panic.

“Master it’s- it’s nothing- it’s… I mean-” She stutters as she hugs the datapad to her chest, trying to hide the incriminating evidence. Too bad he’s already seen it.

“Ahsoka,” He says slowly, with an edge of disbelief in his voice, “what the kriffing sith hells is this?”

“Uh…” She coughs, “just… a bit of fun?” Her shoulders come up in a tense sort of shrugging gesture.

His answering laugh is as dry as it is incredulous.

“Yeah, I’m going to need a better answer than that, Ahsoka.”

Her shoulders fall as she slumps and looks down and away from him, radiating defeat and mortification.

He can certainly relate to the second feeling.

“Right, well…”

[vulpeculi4r]

I come bearing gifts!! A little snippet from a time travel fix it Obikin fic, set during AotC after Anakin tells Obi-Wan he's been having nightmares...

Obi-Wan remembers this, knows exactly how this goes.

It starts with the dreams, then Anakin leaving, and then everything goes wrong and wrong and wrong until it's all broken far beyond repair.

Cracks spreading right through the ground beneath his feet, while Obi-Wan is too busy staring after Anakin to notice.

Not this time.

This time Obi-Wan sits down on their sofa and pats the space beside him.

"Come here, dear one," he says, soft and indulgent in a way he never allowed himself to be before, "tell me about your dreams."

Anakin's brows are furrowed and he keeps glancing between Obi-Wan and the door, as if Anakin truly thinks he has any chance to escape him right now.

"We'll figure this out, Padawan mine, I promise."

Anakin takes a step towards him. Obi-Wan gives him a small smile, and even holds his hand out to pull Anakin to his side faster. His boy drops down on the cushion next to him with a sigh. Obi-Wan doesn't let go of his hand.

"That's it," he praises, "let Master help."

Anakin still looks unsure and Obi-Wan has to remind himself that, while he had years to come to term with his feelings, for Anakin this is the first time Obi-Wan is visibly giving into his attachment.

With the hand not holding Anakin's he reaches for his boy's braid. Anakin startles slightly, his brows furrow again and he looks slightly alarmed, but still he lets Obi-Wan do as he pleases.

Obi-Wan hums in satisfaction. His Padawan is such a good boy for him, letting his Master touch and caress his braid to his heart's content.

He lets go of the Padawan braid, instead burying his fingers in the short hair at Anakin's nape where he scratches slightly at the skin.

Anakin melts against him with a sigh, his head coming to rest against Obi-Wan's shoulder. Even in the Force he relaxes a bit, his shields slowly unravelling, finally ready to let Obi-Wan in.

"Good boy, Anakin. You're doing so well for me, Master is so very proud of you."

[obiwancreampie]

i think the most boring thing you can do to padmé & anakin's relationship is to try to make it healthy and healing and the thing that could have Saved them.

when it's the thing that broke them.

they're both using each other as an escape from their lives & responsibilities. the relationship is a sort of fairy tale romance they both dream up. for padmé it's the risk of forbidden romance, the excitement of a jedi wanting to break their vows for her. it's an extremely common fantasy that a jedi might pick you over their vows and loyalty to the order and for her it actually happened. a very beautiful and passionate young man wanted her and wanted to give her love. she chose to soak it up & hold on tight to enjoy the ride while it lasted.

anakin needed somewhere to put all his love. he always has. with his childhood he needs to hold things in his hands, to be given unconditional love and told that the person he cares about won't leave, no matter what. he was on the cusp of knighthood, entering adulthood, he wanted to rebel in the biggest way he could. to say "look! i can do the thing you say is dangerous without falling! because i'm strong enough and better than my peers!" he wanted to win. to show that he could do what no one else apparently could. (what other impulse is supposed to come from a kid being told he's the chosen one and special beyond the rest?) the connection to his mother had been cut long ago, and his closest connections were all very repressed and distant. his teachers weren't offering unrestrained affection, they were teaching him. and his peers, the other padawans, they didn't like him for being different. for coming late, for having a life experience they could never understand. for being more powerful than them, and naturally skilled. he didn't get companionship from them either. he received scorn or suspicion, more than anything. but padmé, when he offered her affection, gave it back to him. and he instantly clung to that, starved for it.

they both use each other because they're beautiful ideals of partners to each other. the attraction, initially, is shallow. and then gets shot into the stratosphere by the way anakin's desperation to love and be loved in return turns things serious & unbalanced & attached.

just look at the way we see their relationship play out in the films. they don't mutually confess & kiss & give in until they're both about to die in a gladiator arena. then they both survive their brushes with death, anakin loses an arm, and a war begins. they marry as a means of clinging to each other and searching for something they can control in a universe that has suddenly robbed them both of all control.

then the relationship that follows is one interspersed by long gaps between seeing each other at all. they don't spend quality time together, never deal with the heavy stuff like having to manage each other's personality traits that clash with their own. they only get brief moments here and there, where the fantasy can still hold. anakin doesn't even learn padmé is pregnant until she is almost to term, because the war has kept them apart for so long. and while she tries to be realistic in her fears about their secret, he reassures her of the fantasy instead.

they chat and smile together in her apartment as they imagine an impossible future where their secret won't come crashing down and tear everything apart in a matter of weeks, with the birth. they talk like everything is and will be fine, as long as they just love each other. it sounds forced and strange, because it is. they're both clinging to the very thin veneer of normalcy in a relationship that is about to splinter apart, because the lie is about to destroy them both.

and then when the fantasy is finally irrevocably shattered by anakin's fall, and the republic's fall, padmé cries and begs and tells him she doesn't recognise him. because she doesn't. regardless of his reasons and justifications, he's torn down the the image he projected of her lovely secret jedi husband. she can no longer pretend it's real. and as she rejects him, she tears down her own false image in his eyes. she is no longer the perfect receptacle for all of his love, accepting him unconditionally. she's leaving. abandoning him. and so the way he reacts, snapping and hurting her, is inevitable.

their relationship has festered in the dark and behind false faces and the truth is anakin never needed someone to accept him unconditionally. he didn't need someone to simply accept the slaughter of the tuskens and keep it hidden. he needed someone to bring him to task. to challenge him and his actions, when they strayed so far.

and padmé didn't need a partner or a relationship that she could and would put before her morals and calling. that would cause her to break laws and hide terrible secrets. she entered one, and let it turn her into someone who would plead with a murderer to come away with her, ready to give up the fight against the empire for him, even at his worst.

mustafar, in essence, was fated from the moment they kissed on geonosis. it could never have really gone any other way.

[whoops-junk-drawer]

Luke “there’s still good in you” Skywalker is 100% Padme “there’s good in him” Amidala’s son, and Leia “I recognised your foul stench when I was brought on board” Organa is a mirror image of Anakin “General Grievous, you’re shorter than I expected” Skywalker