could i request an obi wan x femreader fanfic where anakin says, “I see the way you look at her master. That’s how I look at padme everyday,” to obi wan? and then later in the story, padme and anakin say prompt #1 to each other (from the main prompts list) after seeing obi wan and reader sharing a kiss? i hope this isn’t too long sorry (T_T)
A/N: AHHH! THANK YOU FOR THIS REQUEST IT WAS SO CUTE! Oh my gosh, I'm sorry if you didn't want a librarian!reader but the idea of Obi-Wan with a librarian reader just melts me in a different way. Anywayssss, I really hope you enjoy this, and that it's what you wanted. I appreciate all the support, feedback is ALWAYS appreciated! Sorry, it’s a bit long!
Summary: Anakin teases Obi-Wan about the look he gives you, not knowing it'd help your relationship with Obi-Wan move to the next level.
PART TWO
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"Hello, Master Kenobi, Master Skywalker, Padawan Tano," You smiled softly at the three Jedi's entering your library.
"Hello (Y/n)," The trio said in unison.
"So," You started, walking from your cart where you'd been putting books back into their spots, "How can I help the three of you?"
"Well, we--"
Anakin was quick to cut off his Master, a large smirk on his face, "Obi-Wan wanted to come to see you. He insisted the books Ahsoka would need we'd only find here, even though I got mine from the upstairs library in the temple."
A blush crept onto yours and Obi-Wan's cheeks, making Ahsoka and Anakin smile, "Well, I uh... well."
Ahsoka rolled her eyes, quickly stepping in for Obi-Wan's stuttering clutter of words, "I wanted to come to visit you anyways. I know I still haven't returned that book on the history of the Old Republic."
You smiled at the younger girl, "Oh, it's fine, Ahsoka, I'll extend your date. I assume you need the next level of Jedi books?"
The young girl nodded, "Please."
"Of course, I'll get them real quick."
Anakin smirked, patting Obi-Wan's back in an attempt to make the older man stop giving you literal heart eyes. The Jedi Knight gave his Master a shove, sending him after you as Ahsoka laughed at Master Kenobi's awkwardness. It was something she felt she hadn't truly seen until just now, watching the older man stumble after you with a slight hop in his step.
"(Y/n)!" Obi-Wan called, making you turn to him with a smile, "Sorry, eh.. about Anakin, you know how he can be."
"It's fine Obi-Wan," You felt a blush slowly begin to creep up your neck and onto your cheeks as the Jedi-Master fell into step beside you, "I was hoping you'd come to visit me soon anyways. It's quite lonely being the only one running the lower division of the Jedi Archives."
The older man smiled widely, taking a second to watch you struggle to reach one specific book Ahsoka needed. Smugly, the Jedi used the force to bring the book out and into your outstretched hand. You mumbled a quiet thank you before moving to grab the last book Ahsoka needed.
"(Y/n)," Obi-Wan spoke suddenly, taking the books from your arms and clearing his throat, "I was... I was wondering if you'd like to... grab coffee sometime?"
A smile broke across your face as you nodded, "I'd love that, Obi-Wan."
With that, the two of you walked back towards the younger Jedi's. Obi-Wan handed the books to Ahsoka, and Anakin simply smiled at you, watching the way Obi-Wan's gaze fell back onto you. You made some small talk with Ahsoka and Anakin before the trio declared it was time to leave, and you retreated to your cart, putting away books.
"You have that look," Anakin teased the older man immediately after they sent Ahsoka to drop her books off in her room.
"What look?" Obi-Wan asked, his eyebrows scrunching together.
"You know," Anakin smiled, nudging the older man, "That look."
"Which is??" Obi-Wan questioned, rubbing a hand to his chin.
" Oh please, Obi-Wan, I see the way you look at her, Master. That's how I look at Padme every day," Anakin scoffed, smirking at his Master.
"I have no clue what you're talking about," Obi-Wan replied, crossing his arms over his chest.
"Please!" Anakin laughed, "You know exactly what I'm talking about. You're a flustered little boy around (y/n)!"
"Anakin, someone could hear you," Obi-Wan warned, his eyes looking around casually, "Then we'd both be in trouble."
Anakin smirked, turning to his Master, "Are you saying you're opposed to the idea of leaving the Order for her?"
"N-no..." Obi-Wan sighed, "If she said the word, I'd leave the Order immediately. But she's not my girlfriend."
"Please, Master! You don't fool anyone by saying that!" Ahsoka's voice rang out as she joined the two older men.
Obi-Wan sighed, turning and beginning to lead the two away, "Why am I talking to the two of you about this?"
"Well--"
Obi-Wan quickly raised his hand, cutting off Anakin, "Rhetorical question, Anakin."
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It'd been a few days since your coffee date with Obi-Wan, and it'd become quite routine for him to walk you to and from work each day. His former Padawan picked up on it quickly but stayed quiet on the matter. Anakin didn't want to be scolded by Padme again, not after her lecture about teasing the older man for finally being happy.
Anakin just happened to be lucky enough to live in the same apartment complex as you, so he got to see Obi-Wan drop you off each night, which he enjoyed. Maker knew he couldn't wake up early enough to see Obi-Wan pick you up to take you to work, missing all the quick cheek-kisses his Master would give you.
You knew you liked Obi-Wan immensely, and you felt it was mutual judging by his actions. While you knew Obi-Wan was a Jedi and technically couldn't have any connections, you still hoped that something would change. That the Jedi Master would make a move, confirm it was all mutual, and just kiss you! God, you just wanted him to press his lips to yours! You weren't getting any younger, and the war wasn't getting any better!
"Look," Anakin mumbled, elbowing Padme, "There they are."
"Oh, Ani, won't you leave Obi-Wan alone!" Padme rolled her eyes at her husband's behavior, but she still looked down from their balcony, watching you and Obi-Wan interact.
"Thank you, again," You smiled widely at Obi-Wan, "For the ride."
"Of course," Obi-Wan returned the smile, pulling your hand up to his lips to press a gentle kiss to your knuckles, "It was my pleasure."
"I don't work tomorrow," You reminded Obi-Wan with a slight pout.
His eyes dropped to your lips, admiring the way your bottom lip jutted out just slightly, "That's truly a shame,"
He gulped, his eyes struggling to focus back on yours as he watched your lips move as you spoke, "But I'll see you the day after, right? Early for our coffee date?"
Obi-Wan nodded, smiling softly as his eyes finally locked back onto yours, "Of course."
A peaceful silence filled the air, and like most times when you were left in silence with the Jedi Master, you found your eyes drifting to his lips and wondering what they'd feel like against your own. You knew your 'goodbye' was lasting far too long now, but you hated saying goodbye when you wouldn't see him the next day. After a few more seconds--and noticing that Obi-Wan's eyes were also on your lips--you felt a spike of confidence rise within you, and you let out a dramatic sigh.
"So, Master Kenobi, are you gonna kiss me, or am I going to have to kiss you myself?"
A soft laugh fell from his lips as he quickly leaned across his speeder, pulling you in until your lips met. It was gentle and full of passion, exactly how you had always imagined it. He held you like you were the galaxy's finest jewel as he kissed you, only making you swoon more at the Jedi's lips molded with yours.
Above, Anakin was frantically gripping Padme's arm, who herself, was frozen in shock.
"Oh, maker! Maker! I knew it, kriff I knew it!" Anakin cheered quietly, "I called it, oh, Obi-Wan is so getting teased tomorrow! I knew it! I told you, they're good for each other."
Padme smiled at her husband's childish reaction, "You think so?"
"Please!" Anakin laughed, "They were destined to be together!"
Padme simply giggled, walking back into their apartment with a shake of her head. She couldn't say she disagreed because Obi-Wan and you truly were a perfect pair. A pair that was destined to be together.
could i request obi wan x a femreader with prompt 30 from the nsfw prompts? and could the reader be saying the prompt to obi wan? ty 💜
Jedi-Code
Pairing: Obi-Wan x fem!reader
Fandom: Star Wars
Warnings: NSFW, SMUT, mis-use of the force, fluff
Word Count: 787
A/N: Hello! Thank you for the request, I hope you enjoy! It's a bit shorter but it's mainly smut, so! Anyways, feedback is always appreciate. I decided to post this today since the other fic I put out today was real sad and angsty, so I figured I'd make up for it! Anyways, enjoy!
Summary: You learn that Obi-Wan is a virgin and quickly change that.
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A gleeful laugh escaped your lips as you tugged Obi-Wan into his apartment, shutting the door behind you. His lips were on yours within a second, kissing you feverishly as the two of you stumbled through his apartment. By the time the two of you reached his bed, you were both in your underwear, giggling like two excited teenagers despite your titles of 'Jedi Masters'.
"I love you so much (y/n)," Obi-Wan's voice flooded over your ears, making you blush.
"I love you more, Obi-Wan."
He smiled, kissing your lips briefly as he hovered over you, "I have to admit... I've never... done this before."
You paused, eyes wide, "Wait, you're a virgin?"
Obi-Wan nodded softly, "Jedi-Code and all that, you understand don't you?"
Taking your lip in between your teeth for a second, you watch Obi-Wan, "I... I uh, sex isn't always necessarily an attachment," Obi-Wan watched you carefully as you spoke your next words, "I can teach you."
Something about those words leaving your mouth turned Obi-Wan on in ways that he simply couldn't explain. Within seconds the two of you had finished undressing one another, and you forced Obi-Wan to lay on his back. You pulled his length into your hand and began softly flicking your wrist.
A soft, quiet moan tumbled from his lips as you spoke, "You're gonna fill me so good, Obi-Wan."
Your thumb swiped over his pre-cum soaked head, moving the liquids around him before moving to line him up with your entrance. You looked at him once more for confirmation that it was okay before sinking yourself onto him. Immediately, obscene moans left your mouth at the feeling of Obi-Wan filling you in the most delicious ways possible. He stretched your pussy perfectly, in a way that no man ever had, and it took you a moment to gather your composure.
Slowly, you began to bounce on him, rolling your hips as you went. Your movements elicited moans from the both of you as Obi-Wan began to move his hips in time with yours, thrusting up into you. For it only being his first time, he filled you perfectly. His thick cock dragging in and out of you at such an amazing pace, you were almost sent over the edge at the sound of his soft moans.
"Fuck, Obi..." You cried out softly, "You feel so good. Oh, maker! You're so big."
He hummed in response, watching your beautiful face contort in pleasure, "Fuck baby, you're so wet for me."
You felt pressure applied to your clit, a soft, gentle pleasure moving in quick circles. Your moans increased, and you realized Obi-Wan was using the force on you. It wasn't much longer until you were cumming, your pussy convulsing and clenching impossibly tight around Obi-Wan.
He was sure that you were an angel. He knew in that exact moment that you were the only one he would ever want again. He was claiming you, literally and metaphorically. Only seconds after your orgasm, Obi-Wan was reaching his peak underneath you, coating your walls with his thick, hot cum.
He groaned deeply at the feeling of your heat milking him of all his juices. You were his.
As you both came down from your highs, Obi-Wan pulled you into his chest, kissing your forehead softly as he rubbed your back, "That was truly amazing, my love."
You blushed at the pet name before looking up at Obi-Wan, "I think we'll have to do this more often."
Obi-Wan nodded quickly. His arm that was wrapped around you gave you a gentle squeeze in agreement. You both lay there in silence as your bodies relaxed. The melodic beating of Obi-Wan's heart had begun to lull you to sleep when he spoke your name in a hushed whisper.
"Yes?" You whispered back.
"I want you to know something," Obi-Wan whispered, stroking your arm as he spoke, "If you want to... all you need to do is say the words... and I would leave the Order for you. I mean... I've practically just destroyed the Jedi-Code, so it's whatever you'd like to do."
A soft giggle left your lips, "The Jedi-Code was always quite strict. I know how much the Order means to you, Obi. Let's try to stick it out, see how this goes... but you must know I would leave the Order for you too."
You looked up at Obi-Wan, locking eyes with an intense stare filled with love. Leaning up, you kissed his lips softly. Love and passion flooded over you as Obi-Wan projected through the force, quickly prompting you to do the same right back to him. No matter what, you knew that it was Obi-Wan and you until the end.
hey! can i request a short fic of obi wan x a fem reader where he is jealous of the close bond anakin and reader have because it looks as if they’re together, but it turns out reader actually has the same feelings for obi wan? congratulations reaching over 300 followers btw ❤️
Worth It
Pairing: Obi-Wan x fem!reader
Fandom: Star Wars
Warnings: jealously, Obi-Wan being dumb, crying
Word Count: 881
A/N: Hello lovely! This ended up being a bit longer than I intended, but I hope that's okay! I hope that you enjoy this, and that it's something like what you had in mind. Feedback it always welcome and appreciated! Thank you so much for all the support!
Summary: Obi-Wan gets jealous of Anakin and you, prompting emotions to be revealed on both sides.
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Anakin nudged your side playfully as you sat next to each other in the cantina, "Obi-Wan just entered."
Immediately you flushed red and ducked your head, slapping Anakin's arm, "Ani! What don't you understand about 'keep it a secret?'"
A chuckle fell off the younger boy's lips as he threw an arm over your shoulders, "There's no need for a secret! He feels that same," Anakin immediately noticed how flustered you'd become and rolled his eyes before ducking down to your ear, "Obi-Wan adores you. Just tell him already."
Across the cantina, Obi-Wan was fuming. Anakin and you were always close Obi-Wan knew that. After all, you were only six years older than his Padawan and ten years younger than the Master himself. However, none of this meant it was easy for the Jedi to see you attached to Anakin's side, his arm thrown around you while your cheeks were bright red, clearly enjoying the closeness.
Now... seeing Anakin whispering into your ear as your cheeks grew redder and redder, Obi-Wan truly felt he'd had enough. In the beginning, the Jedi Master had been so sure that Anakin was with Padme, but now it was so clear that the two of you were together.
"If you two could at least try to respect the code, it'd be appreciated," Obi-Wan snapped as he sat down at your table.
Anakin raised his head slowly. His eyebrows scrunched as you seemed impossibly redder at Obi-Wan's chastising, "What do you mean, Master?"
Obi-Wan rolled his eyes, his attitude shocking his Padawan, "The code forbids attachments. If you could try to hide your relationship, so the rest of us don't have to watch it... we'd appreciate it."
You tensed up, your wide eyes locking onto Obi-Wan and filling with tears. Obi-Wan kept his gaze on Anakin, who seemed utterly baffled, before sparing you a glance. Guilt washing over him like a tsunami at the sight of you fighting off the urge to cry. Obi-Wan almost contemplated apologizing, but his eyes shifted, and he noticed Anakin's arm was still around you. And now he was rubbing slow circles onto your shoulder to try and comfort you, which sent Obi-Wan over the edge.
"You wonder why they haven't made you Masters yourselves yet... Incredibly unprofessional," Obi-Wan scoffed, clenching his hands into fists, "I'm extremely disappointed in you, Padawan Skywalker."
The sight of you leaping up and bolting out of the cantina shocked both Obi-Wan and Anakin, the latter of who immediately turned on his Master.
"Firstly, we aren't dating you nerf herder. You know we're close, and that's it. Truly, you should think before you act, Master. If you paid any bit attention instead of getting jealous all the time, you would've noticed that she's in love with you, not me," Anakin stood up, anger boiling through him at the thought of you crying somewhere alone, "Way to be a kriffing idiot."
"H-how do I fix this?" Obi-Wan stuttered, standing in panic.
Anakin raised his eyebrows, his eyes darting towards where you left as if to say 'what are you waiting for?', and watched as Obi-Wan bolted out of the cantina, running into a few people as he went.
You weren't hard to find, your incredibly sad life force practically called out to Obi-Wan, and within no time, the Jedi Master was standing in front of you. You kept your head down, tears falling down your cheeks as quiet cries racked through your body. Obi-Wan let out a pitiful whimper and dropped to his knees, slightly thankful that you'd chosen such a secluded place to try and hide.
"Oh (y/n)... I'm so sorry. I'm so so sorry. Anakin explained... that you aren't together. I... I regret everything I said, I was just so jealous and..." Obi-Wan sighed, feeling tears rise in his own eyes as you refused to look at him, "Maker (y/n) I love you... I love you so much it scares me. Seeing you like that with Anakin just made me so mad because I wanted to be him. I, uh, I want to be the one you go to. I want to take care of you. You can say the words, and I'll leave the order for you."
Tears cascaded down the man's cheeks as you still refused to look up, your head nestled on your knees, "I said terrible things, terrible, terrible things. But if you let me, I'll spend the rest of my life trying to make up for it. Showing how much I adore you. Please... (y/n)... say something."
Slowly, your head rose, and you sat your chin on your knees. The sight of your tear-stained cheeks was enough to make Obi-Wan's tears fall quicker, his chest tightening at the realization of how much he'd hurt you. Yet, you could never stay mad at the older man for long. You shot forward, slamming into Obi-Wan's chest and knocking him over. His arms immediately wrapped around you as a broken laugh fell from his lips.
"I love you too, Obi-Wan."
This... this was what he wanted. This was what he had waited so long for. This made every jealous moment he felt watching you and Anakin worth it. Because you loved him. You loved Obi-Wan back, and that made every moment worth it.
obi wan x femreader fanfic idea where they go with padme to mustafar to confront anakin. after force choking padme, anakin’s like “you turned her against me! now i shall take away what you love most” and at first obi wan’s confused, “what i love most?” then he realizes anakin’s talking about reader. reader starts to be force choked by anakin and then obi wan says prompt #22 from the main prompts.
What You Love Most
Pairing: Obi-Wan x fem!reader
Fandom: Star Wars
Warnings: force choking!, angsty Anakin, fluff, soft!Obi-Wan, Padme dies
Word Count: 1,476
A/N: Hello lovely Anon! This was really fun to write, and was such an incredibly interesting idea! I really hope you enjoy this and that it's what you wanted. Thank you so much for the request! Feedback is ALWAYS appreciated and welcomed! (e/c): eye color
Summary: Anakin tries to get revenge for Obi-Wan "turning" Padme against him, and you're both left to deal with the aftermath of the Sith's decision.
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You glanced toward C-3PO before rushing out of the ship after Padme. You watched as Anakin wrapped her up in his arms, your arm slowly twitching back towards your lightsaber, but you forced yourself to remain calm. Padme was your best friend, you knew you couldn't harm Anakin while she was still here, but everything Obi-Wan told you made it extremely tempting.
You stopped a few feet away from the pair, listening silently, and at the mention of Obi-Wan's name, Anakin's gaze flicked up. His eyes landed on you. His glare was so intense it left you feeling nauseous, feeling like Anakin thought you shouldn't be alive. You gave a soft nod of acknowledgment to the younger boy, your face neutral as he looked back to Padme.
As Anakin's speech continued, you felt yourself getting more riled, the idea of justice getting hard to keep away. Padme turned her head, using her peripheral vision to ensure you were still behind her as she slowly backed up, realizing how crazy Anakin was beginning to sound. Your hand locked around your lightsaber hilt as Anakin yelled at Padme, the urge to protect her taking over your body, not causing you to spare a glance back at Obi-Wan, who had now made his presence known.
"You're with him!" Anakin growled, "You brought him here to kill me!"
"Anakin, stop!" You yelped as he began force-choking Padme.
You went to unleash your lightsaber, prepared to battle the new-come sith, but you felt the force wrap around your waist and begin yanking you back. Obi-Wan's yell for Anakin to let Padme go filled your ears as you realized Obi-Wan was pulling you further away from the deranged boy. He was trying to protect you, pull you out of the line of fire.
A cry escaped your lips as you watched Padme fall. Obi-Wan flinched slightly at your cry, standing in front of you in an attempt to shield you from Anakin.
"You turned her against me!" Anakin screamed, his eyes filled with rage, "Now I shall take away what you love most!"
"What I love most?" Obi-Wan questioned, watching Anakin slide off his robe.
Anakin's eyes locked on you, watching you fight against the force around your waist, trying to get to Padme as tears streamed down your cheek. Obi-Wan's eyes widened, immediately filling with anger and panic as Anakin raised his hand and your gasp filled the air. Your hands fly to your throat, desperately trying to get away from the force on your neck, as the force on your waist drops, and you try to gasp for air.
“If you don’t let her go right now, I swear I will break every bone in your body," Obi-Wan practically growls as he yanks off his robe, his hand flying to his lightsaber.
Your vision is beginning to fill with spots. Your body is panicking, going into fight or flight mode as it tries to keep you alive. Anakin, the little boy you helped Obi-Wan train, is trying to kill you. You realize, as Obi-Wan's eyes meet yours, your hands feel numb now, and your legs surely wouldn't hold you up if it wasn't for Anakin's force around your neck.
Without wasting another second, Obi-Wan lunges at Anakin, shocking his old Padawan, who didn't expect his Master to make the first move. The shock makes the younger boy let go of you, and you crash to the ground, a wretched gasp for air leaving your lips. Tears begin to rush quicker down your cheeks as you struggle to gain focus again, your vision completely blurry as your ears just barely register the sound of lightsaber's clashing together. You struggle, trying to crawl to Padme at the very least, but instead, the darkness consumed your vision before you could.
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You groaned slightly at the feeling of your body being moved, jostled awake by the movement.
"I'm sorry," Obi-Wan's voice whispered, his eyes locked on your face in worry.
Your eyes slowly fluttered open, "Obi-Wan?"
You winced. Your voice sounded terrible. Cracking and hoarse, you sounded like you'd screamed for hours, making Obi-Wan frown, "Yes... I'm here."
"Don't..." You winced again, your throat burning, "Leave me."
Obi-Wan nodded. The distraught look on your face was more than enough to have him cradling you in his lap as he flew to Master Yoda. You'd fallen unconscious again, and although your force life was strong, Obi-Wan was immensely worried about you. He handed you off to Bail Organa, rushing back onto the ship to get Padme.
The next time you awoke, you felt significantly better than the last time, and you smiled as R2-D2's beeps filled the air. Looking down, you spotted the droid at the side of your bed, whistling and beeping far too fast for you to understand, as you were still learning binary.
"Good morning, sleepy," Obi-Wan teased, a smile on his lips as he entered the room.
"Morning," You mumbled back. Your voice sounded much better but was still sore, making you wince, "Thanks for saving me."
Obi-Wan walked further in, coming to sit on the side of your bed and grab one of your hands, "They said your throat will still be sore for a while."
You nodded, squeezing Obi-Wan's hand as a desperate feeling filled your body, "Where is Anakin? And Padme? What happened? Where are we?"
"Calm down," Obi-Wan smiled, projecting calming feelings through the force to you, "Anakin's... he's gone. I had to... he couldn't be saved anymore."
You frowned, squeezing the man's hand once more as you pushing comforting feelings to him, "I'm so sorry, Obi... I know how much he meant to you."
Obi-Wan simply nodded, nodding his head, "(Y/n)... Padme's gone... she passed during labor."
You gasped, your eyes widening in horror as you looked away from the older man. You supposed Anakin's visions had been correct. Padme was sentenced to die, but Anakin had never realized he was the reason she died in all his visions. Tears filled your eyes as Obi-Wan shifted, standing up.
"She... she left something for us-- for you. She asked if you would..."
You scrunched your eyebrows, confused by Obi-Wan's sudden nervousness. He quickly left the room before returning with a small bundle of blankets in his arms. Your eyes widened as Obi-Wan walked closer, and you realized what was inside the bundle of blankets.
"She had twins. They're being separated for safety, but... she asked if we'd take care of him, of Luke," Obi-Wan spoke softly, leaning down to show you the sleeping baby boy in his arms.
You reached out, taking the small baby from Obi-Wan, scooting over to allow the older man to lay beside you, "Normally I would expect to be married, hell even have at least gone on a date, before having a baby."
Obi-Wan smiled slightly, knowing you felt honored that Padme had asked you and Obi-Wan, "That could be arranged."
"Is it true?" You rasped, gently brushing Luke's tiny baby hair with your fingers. Obi-Wan hummed, watching you in awe, "That I'm what you love most... as Anakin said. Is that true?"
Your eyes flicked up to Obi-Wan, and he immediately felt himself smiling, getting lost in your beautiful (e/c) eyes. How could he not be in love with you? He grew up with you in the temple, trained with you, went on missions with you, and it was always you. Even his old master, Qui-Gon Jinn tried to get you two together, but Obi-Wan had always insisted there was a code to follow. But... not anymore.
"Of course, you're what I love most," Obi-Wan smiled, "I have been since you slammed me to the ground on my first day of lightsaber training."
You laughed lightly, looking back to the baby in your arms as you smiled, "I love you too... it scared me, knowing I couldn't help you against Anakin."
Obi-Wan flushed. The idea of you worrying about him made him frown. He turned, lightly kissing the top of your head as he had many times before, only this time it was different, "There is never a need for you to worry about me."
You sighed, knowing Obi-Wan wouldn't admit that he'd been scared of fighting Anakin also, "So, it's just us three now?"
"Just us three. I was thinking, we could go to Tatooine, build a life there, raise Luke."
You smiled, sure this wasn't what you wanted. No, you wanted Anakin and Ahsoka bickering over who could hold one of the twins. And you wanted Padme here, watching everyone coo over her babies. You wanted to be teasing Rex about his armor scaring the children. But... this would do. This, just you and Obi-Wan and Luke, was more than perfect. As long as you have Obi-Wan by you, you knew you could handle anything thrown your way.
hello, i noticed there’s been a growth of obi wan requests on your page. if you don’t mind, may i also request an obi wan x reader fanfic (preferably a female reader)? my idea is that the reader is related to qui gon, maybe a niece of his that he looks after since her parents passed. after qui gon’s death, reader decides to become a jedi and she and obi wan grow closer over the years, and finally confess their love for each other after they both become masters?
Long Time Coming
Pairing: Obi-Wan x fem!reader
Fandom: Star Wars
Warnings: ansgt?, fluff, mentions to multiple character deaths, mentions of a funeral
Word Count: 2,417
A/N: This is quite long! I'm sorry if that's not something you like! Firstly, thank you for the request and support! I appreciate it so much and feedback is always more than welcome and appreciated!! This request was super unique and I had a fun time writing it despite feeling the need to absolutely perfect it, lol. Anyways, I really hope this is what you wanted and that you enjoy it!
P.S. I am out of surgery and now starting recovery. Everything’s gone well so far, but I probably won’t be posting much. Check my page for a form to send in some questions for me to answer!!
Summary: Obi-Wan's been trying to catch your attention for years and after your uncle Qui-Gon Jinn's death, you find comfort in Obi-Wan like never before.
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"(Y/n), we're making another stop. We don't have enough fuel to make it back to Coruscant. We're landing on Tattooine," Your uncle, Qui-Gon, spoke softly through the holopad.
"I found the planet," Obi-Wan beamed at you, hoping this fact would impress you.
You smiled widely, nodding to Obi-Wan, "Keep this old man out of trouble for me, won't you Obi-Wan?"
The young boy nodded vigorously as your uncle rolled his eyes, "You're getting quite old yourself (y/n). I urge you to rethink your choice of not becoming a Jedi before you're using a cane."
"We could train together!" Obi-Wan cheered, his eyes glinting with hope as he looked up at his master, "I would do well at bringing her up to speed!"
There seemed to be something that happened off the holopad that you couldn't see. Both men turned their heads before looking back at you with nearly identical looks of remorse.
"We're landing soon. I must leave," Qui-Gon frowned, "Stay out of trouble. I'll return soon."
Over the next few days, Obi-Wan and your uncle did their best to keep in contact with you. Though it wasn't much, barely once a day, it was still something, and that very much made you smile. Each call was a relief because they were both alive. They were okay. They would be home soon.
"A boy?" You questioned Obi-Wan.
"Yes, his name is Anakin Skywalker," He frowned slightly before leaning more towards his holopad, whispering, "I'm beginning to think Qui-Gon likes him better than me."
"Nonsense!" You laughed, "Qui-Gon loves you! It's impossible to not love you!"
Immediately realizing what you said, your cheeks flushed with heat, Obi-Wan's reaction mocking yours. You missed Obi-Wan, he was your best friend after all, and it wasn't often that Qui-Gon and he left on such long missions.
"There was this thing," Obi-Wan spoke up, "He wielded a red lightsaber."
"That doesn't sound good," You frowned, wishing Obi-Wan was more than just a hologram before you.
He nodded before his attention was stolen off-screen, and he huffed, "I have to go. We'll be home soon!"
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"What is this about you being attacked!" You yelped, jogging up to Qui-Gon.
He smiled at your concern, "I am fine. He escaped. We believe he's a sith, that they've returned. The good news is the boy we found will be my new Padawan."
"I don't care about the boy," You hissed, glaring up at your uncle, "I care about you being safe, about not losing you!"
Unexpectedly, Qui-Gon pulled you into his chest. Tears welled in your eyes at the action he so rarely did, your arms wrapping as tight as they could around his torso. You felt a kiss pressed to the top of your head and immediately squeezed tighter, tears rolling down your cheeks.
"Please... I can't lose you too, Uncle."
Qui-Gon winced at your words, knowing how dangerous it was to form attachments, yet it'd been impossible with you. From the moment you'd come under his care, you'd immediately bonded. There was no way you wouldn't have formed an attachment with him and he with you.
You'd showed up on his doorstep fourteen years ago when you were only nine. You had clutched your stuffed bantha to your chest with tears running down your cheeks, mumbling all about how 'mommy and daddy were gone' and 'I need you, uncle Qui-Gon'. His heart immediately shattered. The passing of his brother had reached him a few hours before your arrival, and the nanny behind you gave the older man a soft smile before nudging you forward.
You bounded forward, slamming into Qui-Gon's legs with a loud sob that had the older man lifting you into his arms instantly. You'd been destroyed by the sudden and mysterious loss of your parents. You sought comfort in your uncle Qui-Gon and his young Padawan. You'd spent years denying the chance to become a Jedi, afraid you were too imbalanced in your emotions.
You pulled back from Qui-Gon, allowing him to wipe your tears before he kissed your head once more. He moved, walking over to Obi-Wan, and you watched as the two talked before separating. Obi-Wan walked towards you, but your eyes locked on a small boy behind him who stood next to what looked like an R2 droid.
"We're leaving again," Obi-Wan sighed, frowning at your slightly red cheeks and glassy eyes.
You nodded, biting your lip before finally locking eyes with Obi-Wan, "Please take care of him... I have a terrible feeling Obi-Wan."
"I will," Obi-Wan smiled, gently reaching out and allowing you to place your hands in his before pulling you closer, "I'll make sure he stays out of trouble. He has a new Padawan to train, after all. But besides that..." Obi-Wan's voice dropped, his gaze growing softer as he squeezed your hands, "You know I'd do anything for you."
You nodded, listening as Qui-Gon ordered Obi-Wan to head to the ship, and with one last playful goodbye, you watched him leave, followed soon by everyone else. You stood on the pad, watching as the ship rose and left, the terrible feeling in your stomach growing with each second.
Nobody called you. For the next few days, nobody called you, and it only worsened the terrible feeling, making you nauseous as you waited patiently for the ship to arrive. You'd been told briefly by Yoda that they were returning, yet the pain on his face confirmed your thoughts. Something was wrong, and you weren't sure what, but you'd felt the pain and dread that filled you yesterday, and now Yoda was looking at you with remorse as he watched you waiting from his tower.
You couldn't maintain your focus as the ship landed, frozen still as you waited. You watched each person that exited, waiting for the two familiar faces you wanted to see so badly. Obi-Wan descended the ramp, his eyes lifting from the ground to lock with yours. Instantly tears filled your eyes, a hand flying to your mouth as Obi-Wan rushed to you.
"No..."
You collapsed into Obi-Wan's chest without a second thought, throwing your arms around him as sobs racked through your body. He attempted calming you, one arm wrapped tightly around your waist and the other stroking your hair. Obi-Wan panicked slightly, feeling immediately it was all his fault. Your pain was his fault. If he'd just been slightly faster he could've saved his master, your uncle.
"Please... Obi-Wan... tell me no," You cried, burying your head into his chest as his grip tightened.
"It was a sith, the same who attacked him previously," Obi-Wan whispered, not caring about the looks anyone gave you, "I killed him. I killed the sith right after. I... I'm so sorry. I'm sorry I wasn't faster."
Nobody could remove you from Obi-Wan's side, not even Yoda, who was forced to allow you to sit in while he spoke to Obi-Wan about Anakin. You were distraught and terrified at the idea of seeing your uncle's body later. Obi-Wan comforted you, an arm around you the entire day until the ceremony rolled around.
You'd separated from Obi-Wan briefly, and when you returned to Qui-Gon's funeral, Yoda himself almost cried. You stood over Qui-Gon's body, a hand gently brushing his cheek, your mother's Jedi robe caressing your body. Just for a second, Yoda believed he was seeing your mother's spirit. You looked so identical, and the soft click of Yoda's cane startled you, forcing you away from your uncle's body.
"Determination within you, I sense. Made a decision, you have," Yoda hummed, coming to your side.
You nodded curtly, your gaze on Qui-Gon, "I wish to become a Jedi, Master Yoda."
"Agree to your request, the council does. My Padawan, you will be," Yoda nodded, not needing to speak to any other members to know there would be no defiance.
Yoda retreated to the back, watching your reaction as people filtered in, most not catching your attention until Obi-Wan walked in. You seemed to escape his gaze for a few moments, certainly because of the robe, before he rushed to your side. Yoda knew this was a potential problem, the connection the two of you held, but that was a problem for the future.
The future seemed to bring many problems for you. Your days quickly molded into becoming nothing but training. You barely spent time sleeping. Both you and Master Yoda determined to bring you up to speed. Despite everyone in the council loving your decision to become a Jedi (especially Obi-Wan), they had all disagreed with the idea of you becoming a Jedi-Knight within five short years.
However, Yoda insisted you were ready, and you passed the trials with such ease it'd seemed like you'd been training for years. Which of course, lead to many Jedi accusing you of training illegally under Qui-Gon. But it wasn't anything like that. Yoda and Obi-Wan were amazing when it came to training you. They were patient and worked with you consistently, over and over. You knew there was no way you would've become a Jedi-Knight had you not had their help.
"So?" Obi-Wan asked when you returned to your shared apartment, "Did you pass?"
Slowly, you lifted the hair on your right side to reveal that your Padawan braid was no more. He smiled widely, leaping up and pulling you into his chest. You smiled back, squeezing Obi-Wan as he spun you around gently.
You still weren't used to everything. Obi-Wan and you had decided to get an apartment together after Qui-Gon's passing, insisting that living together helped your coping. Of course, it was a two-bedroom, and you stayed in separate rooms, and just Obi-Wan's presence truly did help you.
Once Obi-Wan sat you down and pulled back, a huge smile on his face as you stared up at him. A moment passed as you struggled to get a grip on your thoughts. You gulped, eyes flicking around the room as you kept your hands linked at the back of Obi-Wan's growing hair. You liked it longer. You felt it suited him, not that you didn't like it short.
"Obi-Wan?" Your voice was small, fragile in the air as the slightly older boy stared at you.
"Yes?"
"Do you think he's proud of me?"
Obi-Wan's heart melted at the worry in your eyes, the worry that your uncle wouldn't be proud of you after everything you'd done. His hands drifted from your waist and up to cup your cheeks, pulling your face just slightly closer as he leaned down. He wanted nothing more than to wipe your ever-growing tears, but that could wait. The most important thing for Obi-Wan right now was to make sure you understood that there was no possible way for Qui-Gon to be even the slightest bit disappointed in you.
"(Y/n), I have not a single doubt that he's proud of you. He was before he passed, and I'm sure he's proud now," Obi-Wan reassured you, his smile growing as you nodded, "I know Master Qui-Gon wishes he was here with us, to see you become a Jedi Knight, but regardless he is incredibly proud."
You giggled softly, leaning forward just the slightest bit, so your nose touched Obi-Wan's, "I just worry sometimes, that maybe I'm not doing enough," You paused, gasping a quiet breath when Obi-Wan nudged your nose with his again, "Thank you Obi-Wan... I... I couldn't have done any of this without you. I'd be lost, truly."
Your gaze flicked down to your connected noses and back up to Obi-Wan's blue eyes. Yet, it felt like it was the first time you ever looked at Obi-Wan. You felt like you were a small kid again, peeking out from under your uncle's robe to see two big blue eyes looking at you with a huge smile. Blue eyes and a smile that promised to be your best friend, promised to stay by your side... 'as a loyal Jedi should'. And now, as you stared into those same eyes, you felt the urge to be so much more than what he promised.
You tilted your head up, mushing your lips against Obi-Wan's and leading the kiss as he froze in shock. Was he dreaming again? Was he about to wake up alone in his bed once more? The squeeze you gave to the back of his neck told him otherwise... that this most definitely wasn't a dream. Suddenly, he was dropping his hands from your cheeks, looping them around your waist and pulling you flush against him as he took control of the kiss.
It became a dance of lips and tongue, mumbling in an attempt to convey all the years of unsaid feelings even though no real words were being formed. It felt perfect. It felt like the force was exploding through the two of you, screaming that nothing could've been more right. There was no thought of the Jedi Code, no thought of the possibility of losing your titles. The only thought being formed was how not only your lips but your mind and soul seemed to connect at that moment together.
"I... that... we..."
"I've wanted to do that for so long," You laughed breathlessly, cutting off Obi-Wan.
He smiled, nodding in agreement as he placed a kiss on your forehead, "I adore you so much (y/n). I always have."
You mocked Obi-Wan's actions, nodding your confirmation as he placed another kiss closer to your temple now. It felt perfect. The life force flowing around the two of you was bursting with light, harmonious, and balanced perfectly. There was no need for words. You could feel one another projecting all the unsaid emotions. You were one, and suddenly a large smile broke onto your face as Obi-Wan continued to press light kisses all over your face.
You weren't worried about the possibility of losing your title. You didn't care what the Jedi Code had to say, and you certainly didn't care what the council thought. You felt complete, whole. And it was the first time you'd felt that way since losing your parents. You'd deal with the consequences later, when they made themselves truly known on their own accord and when it was time for Obi-Wan and you to make a decision.
"Do you think he's still proud of me?"
Obi-Wan chuckled, kissing your nose before pulling back, "I think he'd want to kill me."
"It was a long time coming," You teased, making Obi-Wan nod.
