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@cslf7draws
day 4 prompt for jangobi week: handcuffs!
imagine this around the mandalore mission for obi-wan and he gets caught by death watch who already have freshly freed and recaught jango and they gotta work together against a common enemy
a little quick pic for jangobi day 1 art prompt: cuddles
i don’t have much time for anything else but i wanted to do a cutesy pic of obi-wan being taller than jango and jango being mad about it
Merry chrysler have a sexy holiday Obi-wan
😳 😳 😳 😳
Sy stepped away for a moment.
The vod'e exchanged excited looks. Jaster and Yan exchanged a look too, but it was slightly more amused.
"Vod'e!" Little Obi-Wan bounced, literally bounced into the holo projection. "Vod'e, vod'e, vod'e! The Council said I can visit!"
He was a little too short for the projection, given how Sy had set it up. All they could see was Obi-Wan's head plus a little more as he attempted to jump into view. His hair was a spiked mess and he had a large piece of paper held over his head.
Sy stepped back into the frame and deftly picked Obi-Wan up and settled him on his lap, finally bringing most of him into view. That didn't seem to stop Obi-Wan from bouncing, though it did limit his efforts.
"Look, I drew you a picture." Obi-Wan held up a crayon drawing of two stick figures with brown shirts. Or perhaps robes. The very tops of their heads appeared to be stuck together.
"Dare I ask," Yan said quietly.
"Master Doo!" Obi-Wan wiggled happily. "It's you and Master Sy. See? Mando'ad'e all headbutt people they like, ‘nd you ‘nd Master Sy are best friends, so I know you're gonna headbutt when we meet up." His face took on a very serious, very disapproving look. "But you need t' be really careful, ‘cause Master Sy gets headaches ‘nd if you hit each other in the head too hard, it'll hurt."
Sy had one hand over his mouth in a now-familiar move to cover up his need to cackle. Jaster and Jango were outright snickering. The vod'e were all grinning, and even Ben looked amused.
Yan just sighed and accepted his humiliation with as much grace as he could muster.
"I shall strive to be cautious, young Obi-Wan," Yan said gravely.
A piece of fanart for The 212th Attack Battalion's Guide to Staging Rescues - a cute fixit, time travel fic! I desperately needed to draw bb!wan.
Can also be found here on ao3!
*throws this out*
mmmm catboy obi-wan