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I used to be indifferent to mace windu for no particular reason, and now I adore him for no particular reason.
I especially adore the idea of him as Anakin's master in different fics. Because heya do you mean with stern and stoic looking Jedi raised Anakin "disaster in his wake" Skywalker? What do you mean this man who uses the dark side for good is the only one who can really help Anakin with his rage? What do you mean in certain situations he looks at Skywalker and like all beings who know him, has a fondness in his eyes?
Anyway, Master Windu as Anakin's Master (mostly for Obikin same age fics) who is secretly a little soft to his former Padawan and maybe hugged him five times in his whole life but still makes sure his Padawan boots and tabards are mended even though he's a fully grown knight and such
they will never convince me to take fuck out of my star wars fics. i'm fine with throwing in some kark and kriff and osik and shab whatever that's all well and good but they will have to pry the real life swear fuck from my cold dead hands. kark simply does not hit the same and canon can eat dirt when i've decided it's time for commander cody to say "what the fuck are you talking about sir" or some shit equivalent
I've flown too close to the star wars suns. I've flown too close.
I'm starting new fics instead of continuing ones I've already begun.
And I sealed the coffin nail with playing Jedi now order and survivor and now I have anothe oc I DON'T need pining over ANOTHER ginger man
Someone save me please
help
You know what hurts?
I have an unfinished 16k wip for obikin with Omega obi-wna sitting in my google docs right now.
And it's bad.
It's really bad.
It's awful.
I spent 16k words on an awful unfinished wip from maybe three years ago.
This suck.
My pregnant Omegakin hiding from Sith Alpha-wan fic is at 3.5k so far. I did not know that.
I'm on an Omega verse kick right now, every one pray, someone hire an esty witch, let's hope I go steady
The Alpha x Alpha Obikin fic has a name and 1k words to it after starting it two hours ago. Warning to all, it will be a top obi-wan fic
Once I hit the 1.5k to 2k range, I will release the title.
I will have mass amount of free time these up coming days so I hope to get the count up and it will probably be in a minimum of two parts.
Your youngeth child is hyper, good day
Maybe unpopular opinion or not:
Let's bring back one shot fics where we stuff a bunch of different universes into one spot.
Or maybe people are doing that and I'm just not seeing that. But I want a one stop shop where my favorite writers stick a whole bunch of different universe in as many parts as they need into one spot.
(Definitely not so I can cross upload them to my E-reader with a custom cover 😅)
And by attempt I mean I'm going to write about 2,000 words and then fall out of star wars again and probably go back to attempting to write for the several thousand other fics that I have yet to put out
Yeah, i'm trying but no promises,
As well as An Omega Jedi Anakin with Alpha Viking obi-wan fic shot (2,243 so far)
and an Omegakin hiding him and his babies on Tatooine from sith obi-wan (2,782 so far)
I'm glad all of us in the Obiwan community- regardless of what ship you support and who's top or bottom- have ultimately decided that he has big tiddie.
Ask- A/B/O: Darth Vader (AU no burns) got preg by Obi Wan before he turned. Months later the Jedi capture him & Obi Wan is there just as he goes into labor 🫢
Was an OG ask on teawithapsycho but i only answer here.
(1,735 words)
“Where?” Obi-wan asked, his walk almost as fast as a run while a short creature of a Jedi master stumbled behind, attempting to keep up with the impatience of the Alpha Jedi.
“Master Kenobi-”
“Where.”
Master, I cannot. You know as well as I that allowing you to be in the room while the prisoner is compromised is completely unallowed.”
The stewjon scoffed at the comment. ‘Not allowed.’ as if he’d just let the birth of his children go unseen. As if he’d allow himself to stay away when he should rightfully get to see them upon birth.
“Master Kenobi-! You will only make things worse!” The creature spoke, falling further behind heavy, angry footsteps. “You will make him angry! It’ll cause a chain reaction of-”
“If you think he isn’t already damn pissed about having his pups in enemy territory then you’re more brainless than I thought.” Obi-wan hissed, feeling the muscles in his shoulders tense with rising anxiety.
He felt like a furra bull stampeding through the halls he had spent most of his teenage and adult life in. Clearing the path with his stone look and seething force presence.
And as dark as it was, he could feel his mate's force signature. The bright lights that were his pups that he’d been so happy to know about eight or seven months prior. And now? It was the first time he’d see them. It would be the first real instance of his mate’s pregnancy that he’d get to see before it ended.
Anakin had been flat stomached, only a handful of weeks in and nowhere near close to showing. And the Alpha mourns that loss of getting to worship his lover with a full belly.
But perhaps he could be satisfied with getting to hold his pups. After the possibility of never seeing them left him so devastated.
Obi-wan was quick to the medical ward. Even quicker to be assaulted by the snarling and violent sounds of a rightfully enraged Omega trying to be secured down to a laid back chair and feet stirrups while physically going into labor.
And perhaps it smelled a little like it too.
An intimidating smell that made anyone with a sent sensor in some form want to vomit and cower away, not including the dark signature danking every inch of the room, and the angered words and sounds.
It was all a warning from the lion's den. A mad beast inside ready to kill.
Obi-wan wasn’t threatened. Not because he was facing an angry Omega. Or even a mother. Or a sith. Those were all things that could have a number of terrifying attributes.
It was because, as much as he denied it, this was Anakin. His mate.
And currently, his inner alpha was furious at how his mate was being treated.
Forced into a stiff, padded chair instead of allowing him to birth rightfully in a nest, comfortable on his hands and knees to let the natural flow of gravity do more work. That his mate was denied the security and safe feeling of a nest. That the healers and helping Jedi were wrestling his poor, probably tired body down to it.
He was so scared.l Obi-wan could feel it, as much as his rage outweighed, but he was frightened. He wanted to be safe and they were causing his stress. Stress his mate should not have to deal with on what would arguably be the best day of Obi-wan’s life.
Absolutely not.
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Turns out, healers don’t like being hit. Or punched. Or thrown into a wall. Or even their entire pregnancy ward being destroyed by a feral Alpha cleaning out an attached closet and collecting all manner of soft and pillowy materials to make a hidden nest for his contracting mate.
Who was also still notably angered and hissing, but calmer and only yowling loudly when he finally collapsed into his mate made sanctuary.
Their encounter had been so violent the last time Kenobi and Skywalker had been near each other. The healers didn’t expect the Omega to be so tame. Although Kenobi did always have an influence the Jedi never could. And he was the father of the pups.
But, the healers were noticeably and vocally angry. Their rooms were a mess and being locked out of the birthing and listening to quiet noises behind a locked door.
“Kenobi shouldn't've been anywhere NEAR Coruscant,” One seethed. “You think an Alpha would resist coming to his mate’s aid while giving birth? Perhaps the council has been so quick to disintegrate attachments that they no longer know how they work.”
“Kenobi was off planet,” Windu said, looking at the closed door as others gathered things to pick up and clean. “He said the force was calling him back.”
“Figures the force would want its grandbabies born happily.”
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It took hours before even one Jedi was allowed into the storage closet turned nest. And even then it wasn't a mind healer. Or even a real Jedi.
The council had informed a party of interest and had her shipped to Coruscant as quickly as possible. And she was rightfully surprised, but someone, not completely unbelieving.
“They’ve been attached as long as I’ve known them,” Ashoka said, setting her saber on a nearby table while softly knocking on the bottom of the door, kneeling since the pair were no doubt resting in the nest.
“Since the beginning of the clone wars? Truly?”
“Perhaps not the beginning, so to speak. Just since I was familiar enough with my Master for him to trust me with a secret.” Ashoka said, listening close to the sounds within and his Alpha nose picking up easily on the sents.
It smelled like a popping broodmare.
“And you did not inform the council?” A jedi asked critically, to which she rolled her eyes.
“No. I didn’t. Unless I wanted to be down a master and sent to the corps.”
Not much was said after when the door slowly slid open, the closet dark and mostly clear besides the shelving units that were immovable, one tipped over onto the floor and most the shelves taken out, like it was being used as a perimeter and the edges of blankets and pillows peaking out.
Ashoka slowly crawled in, getting closer till she could get a good view.
It was a respectable nest, for the resources they had on hand, and large. Inside were the two mates. The sith clothes and belly a little slack, laying on his side and lolwy growling in the back of his throat as a shadow cast from Ashoka's form. And the Jedi laid behind him, gloves and chunky armor tossed off to the side, leaving him in his black, his robes casted off to be used as extra bedding of blankets.
And there were two pups, wiggling about and attempting to crawl only hours after birth. Only half covered in red and white. Umbilical cords crudely cut and tied off. And a deep red stain in the corner of the nest where they were avoiding
“Should’ve guessed you’d have twins,” Ashoka said, getting a snarl from the Omega, who was getting ready to rise and strike. But the Alpha behind him started a low rumble as well, stuffing his face in the side of Anakin’s nest and coercing him back to laying down, gold eyes still trained on the togruta.
The pups weren’t far from them. Mewling and chirping out to which Anakin or Obi-wan would pull them back into them, the poor babes worried they’d been lost and crooning for their mother.
“Are the fetuses well?”
“They seem fine to me.” Ashoka said back, carefully putting her hand on the edge of the nest, to which Anakin’s eyes married to small black dots and he snarled, up on his knees before the Alpha could pull hims down and arching his head low, stepping over his kin and staring at her like she was about to skin the little ones and eat them living.
But she gave her hand out a little more, remembering the time she and her master had encountered a feral woman in the wild. It hadn’t gone as smooth as it would now, seeing as the woman had no prior connection to either of them.
But as soon as he caught a whiff of her scent, his pupils infrared nearly all the way and a loud, rhythmic purr started. He moved forward a bit, startling her when he gently bit her finger and tugged it, trying to get his eldest pup into the safety of the nest as well, where he could protect all his family.
“Uhh,”Ashoka voiced, reluctant to move.
“Dearest, no,” Obi-wan said, cupping Anakin’s chin and pulling him off her. The Omega whined at the denial, looking up with big eyes to his Alpha. “Ashoka is much too old to be in the nest. She’s a grown woman.”
As much as she preened at the complement of being a grown woman instead of that little padawan everyone knew, she internally huffed at beginning “too old” to nustle into a comfy nest with her mother.
Her master.
And his master didn’t seem to like this answer, letting out a small growl before biting at Obi-wan’s hand in a reprimand, to which the Alpha didn’t even flinch. “She will be able to meet them soon, Dear. Do not worry.”
The Omega would’ve pouted further if his pups didn’t cry out for his attention, being drawn to Ankain’s chest and searching for food, to which Ashoka cringed and looked away from the nursing.
“Can’t you give him a blanket to do that under?”
“You were the one who came into our nest.” Obi-wan pointed out, picking up the newborn girl and turning on his back to lay her on his chest, chest rumbling with a purr and her slightly opened eyes fluttering closed at the sound.
“Right.. So,” She looked back over her shoulder before crossing her arms over the edge of the nest and spoke quietly. “You’re not.. Actually, going to give them to the council, right?”
“Oh, absolutely not.”
“Okay, good.”
“I'm glad you don’t mind.”
“I don’t think they should have a say on you keeping your pups.”
“Exactly.”
“So how are you gonna handle the whole Vader thing when he comes back to it, then?”
Omega Anakin just thought he lost his mate during the hardeen arc (that's what it's called right?) And finds out he pregnant.
Too afraid to raise it and not telling anyone, he gets an abortion, sobbing and his inner omega morning the loss of the children he just couldn't take care of cause his mate was no longer with him.
And a few week later, there's his Alpha, soft smile and quiet apologies about not telling him, looking to sink back into the arms of his mate.
He grits and bares it through the pain of killing his pups, pups he'd never thought he'd have from his low fertility rate, and the betrayal his mate would feel at getting rid of them.
So he says nothing.
Smiles back at his mate and homds him and pretends everything is okay.
The only on to ever know the tragedy of his would be children. Going unnoticed and never known because eof his own cowardice and inability to be strong.
Endlessly enraged that his mate, his alpha, the would be father of his now goen children could do such a thing to him.
He cries and screams in his locked away room with his mate worrying at the dor like a locked out dog in a snow storm. Knowing his mate would be mad but never like this.
And at some point Anakin breaks. Tells Obi-wan about the pups he had killed because he wasn't strong enough to be without him. Telling him about the aching pain of having to make that decision. About killing pups he wanted to keep so desperately and laying it all out for him mate.
And obi-wan is obviously stunned, mourning at his own speed but more distressed that his mate went through the grief of losing a mate, and then worrying about a pregnancy, and then getting rid of said pregnancy. Of all the stress he'd went through and unimaginable pain he had cause, just so a mission would be realistic.
And as far as Anakin tries to get away, obi-wan follows. Like a whimpering, lost pup seeking for his mate anger to end and finding so such thing in sight.
Hardly mates.
Hardly friends.
Obi-wan would grasps for anything.
And he didn't know quite how real it was till he was sent to mission, his distant mate along with him and both injured. No longer focusing on the tended to open gash and instead on the barely healed wounds on his shoulder, where Anakin's mating bite had been, looking as if someone had taken a hot rod of steal and attempted to saw out a chunk.
Or, perhaps more likely, someone used a lightsaber to remove his mark.
Omega Anakin just thought he lost his mate during the hardeen arc (that's what it's called right?) And finds out he pregnant.
Too afraid to raise it and not telling anyone, he gets an abortion, sobbing and his inner omega morning the loss of the children he just couldn't take care of cause his mate was no longer with him.
And a few week later, there's his Alpha, soft smile and quiet apologies about not telling him, looking to sink back into the arms of his mate.
He grits and bares it through the pain of killing his pups, pups he'd never thought he'd have from his low fertility rate, and the betrayal his mate would feel at getting rid of them.
So he says nothing.
Smiles back at his mate and homds him and pretends everything is okay.
The only on to ever know the tragedy of his would be children. Going unnoticed and never known because eof his own cowardice and inability to be strong.
Omega Anakin just thought he lost his mate during the hardeen arc (that's what it's called right?) And finds out he pregnant.
Too afraid to raise it and not telling anyone, he gets an abortion, sobbing and his inner omega morning the loss of the children he just couldn't take care of cause his mate was no longer with him.
And a few week later, there's his Alpha, soft smile and quiet apologies about not telling him, looking to sink back into the arms of his mate.
