🍄 Describe your wip/one of your wips in the format of “___ + ___ =___”
Obi-Wan + smoking = Anakin obsessed (?? 😂)
🖍 Post any sentence from your wip
I've had to hide what I was for fear of hurting someone or them hurting me. You're the only person who's ever, ever seen me for who I truly am.
♻️ A scrapped idea for your current WIP
In 'all you conceal, let out,' I was going to have Anakin be forced into the other universe in a completely different way (Force shenanigans, probably), but decided on a holocron
Thank you for the tag @artemisthehuntress! 💜 (and yes, i know you tagged main but i’m sorry i’m using the side because obikin reasons dfgdfgdf hope that’s ok!)
Prompt: Post the last line(s) you wrote on whichever project you’re working on!
"No elaborate plot here, I assure you," Obi-Wan said as he reached for the closure of Anakin’s trousers. He was finding it difficult now to remember why he was so tired. "I don't want to sleep with you smelling like the garage.”
Anakin laughed. "Okay that's fair."
aha well
uhhh idk who’s been tagged already, but if you see this and would like to do it, then consider yourself tagged!
Hello, my dear!! 💜 thank you for the ask! this one of those where I was like, oh wouldn't it be cool if.... then sat down and wrote the whole beginning, and now I don't know how to finish it. 🙃😄
But basically, Anakin and Obi-Wan are on a mission right at the beginning of the war and something happens, so Anakin is transported to Tatooine probably 9 years or so after Mustafar. (So it takes place right before the OWK show.)
He's just very confused about why he's on Tatooine, why he ran into Obi-Wan, and what Obi-Wan is doing there alone, living the way he is.
It's mostly canon, but it's obikin so it takes a turn somewhere and feelings are made known.
I'd love to finish it one day! I've never written a time travel fic before.
May I ask about 'dance'? I sort of feel like I should know all of your wips, but this one doesn't ring any bells 😭💙
Ahhh Zoë, thank you for the ask. 💜
I don't think this is one I've ever talked about! It's fairly old. Maybe one of my oldest... not sure I'll ever post it. At least not without a bit of a re-write lol.
But there's something in one of the legends books (and I'm sorry I can't remember which one right now) about Jedi learning to dance to "help facilitate both rhythm and timing." And apparently Obi-Wan is a skilled dancer. 👀 So he has to teach his padawan how to dance before they go on a mission to Alderaan. (this is a canon universe story, so it's platonic, aka brobikin. 😄)
Here's a little snippet, cos why not!
They made several more rotations, dancing circles around invisible couples, the music echoing off the walls of the great hall. Obi-Wan was all grace and fluidity, while Anakin was stiff and choppy, trying to feel the rhythm of the music with their steps.
Finally, Anakin spoke up again, “Master, I still don’t understand why this is necessary…”
“Well, as you are aware this is a diplomatic mission, you never know when you might be required to blend in at a ball,” he explained. “The Organas are known for throwing some magnificent balls, and the Alderaanian Waltz features quite heavily. But more than that, we are trained in dance to help facilitate both rhythm and timing. Which in turn helps us to anticipate the movements of other warriors.”
Anakin wasn’t quite sure how that worked, but Obi-Wan said it so convincingly, he believed him anyway.
“A warrior who cannot dance? Clumsy in both war and peace he is,” Obi-Wan said in his very best impression of Yoda, which caused Anakin to sputter a laugh. He smiled brightly, dimples appearing beneath his beard, and Anakin felt the tension in his shoulders ease.
LEXIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIII, what is that doMAYstic i need to know omg
ELISAAAAAAAAAAA, hello! 😄🤭 thank you kindly for the ask! (this is in reference to that wip title thing)
So there's this thing apparently called 'doMAYstic' and i just saw the prompt list the other day. but i LOVE domestic and fluffy things, so i thought i'd take one of my modern au obikin pairs and write little ficlets for them (as many as I could for the month, probably not all).
right now i'm leaning towards my smoking au professor/former-student obikin. 👀
here's a snippet from 'day 3 - painting walls'... just because i felt like it.
Anakin took his hands and Obi-Wan squeezed them gently. "Aren't you full of surprises?" He grinned and Anakin relaxed as Obi-Wan pulled him into his arms.
"Well, I just thought…" he started but stopped when Obi-Wan brought his hand up to his face and gently rubbed his thumb across his cheek and nose.
He chuckled as he moved his hand into Anakin's hair. "Darling, how did you get it all over you?" Anakin exhaled.
"That's what you call talent, Obi-Wan," Anakin grinned. "And I'm full of it."
Obi-Wan huffed and leaned in for a kiss, "Indeed you are."
The Rules: If you're tagged, make a new post and share one or two sentences (or lines for artists) from your most recent unposted WIP with zero context.
I was tagged (on main) by @renlyslittlerose 💜🤗 thank you so much!
Ben dragged calloused fingers gently along the edge of the bandage, setting Anakin's skin ablaze. "I'll be gentle, I promise." Anakin nodded shakily and inhaled deeply through his nose.
Obi-Wan had never been anything but gentle. A gentle smile, a gentle, reassuring touch on his shoulder or back as if to say, 'I'm here at your side' or 'I've got your back.' Even when Anakin felt embarrassed or chastised, or like he'd greatly disappointed his master. Even in their harshest, most difficult moments, Anakin knew the instruction was given in love.
HELLO YES I would like to hear about dance epilogue please 💙
hello, my dear! you and @wernnaa both asked about this one, so i thought i could answer them together. thank you both for the asks 💞
this one is a follow-up to my ficlet 'his gaze locked with mine' where obi-wan realizes he's in love with anakin while they're dancing.
i'm gonna try to explain this as succinctly as possible 😄 ... but basically in the first fic, the boys are given some fancy clothes to wear for this soiree and they're nothing like their usual comfy jedi robes, so they're very handsome but uncomfortable. lol
so, the next morning (after they get together *ahem*...), they have a lazy morning re-dressing each other in their jedi clothes. because personally, i think dressing someone can be as intimate and lovely as undressing them.
anyway, rosie (who's been my idea buddy and prompter on these! 🧡) and i both love the idea that they get to put their own comfortable clothes back on, the clothes that feel like 'home' to them... which is how they feel about each other.
Hello, lovely! Thank you for asking 🤗 I started this fic over a year ago... maybe one day I'll finish it, too. I'm not very creative when it comes to naming wips cos Anakin and Obi-Wan crash on a planet and are, wait for it... stranded. 🤭
But basically it's a getting-together situation, while trying to survive after a crash. Here's a little snippet!
When he finally attempted to shift the rest of his body, he found very quickly that every single bone and muscle ached. As he remained facedown, he flexed his feet and hands—the pull definitely hurt, and he might have sprained his ankle, but nothing felt broken. He honestly had no idea how that was possible. He remembered…
Running headlong out of the old temple ruins clutching a holocron. Obi-Wan was three steps behind him until he wasn't. Their ship was fired on. They breached the atmosphere and lost power. Obi-Wan...
OBI-WAN.
He jerked his head up quickly and probed their bond, searching for those tendrils of golden warmth but found… nothing. Obi-Wan wasn’t dead, he couldn’t be.
As panic began to set in, he grunted and rolled over against his better judgment. If he thought everything hurt before, it was nothing like now. He groaned loudly as he slammed his head back into the sand. He opened his eyes, ignoring the grit caked on his eyelids and eyelashes, and stared up at the bluest sky he had ever seen. Not even Coruscant's manufactured weather could churn out a sky so startlingly blue.
