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usuallysublimepenguin · 28 days

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Fan art of fan fiction: Obi-Wan and Satine reunites after a long separation, for @the-red-butterfly. This is the second art I've done from her great AU series Lonely Stars Drifting In The Black, the first can be found here and is just before they part.

#fan art of fan fiction #art trade #obi-wan/satine #first art after nasty wrist fracture and I'm relieved my hand works again #I planned this image for so long I'm so glad to finally get it down #lonely stars drifting in the black #the-red-butterfly

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fanfic-phoenix · 4 months

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There is No Past Tense

Ratine: Teen

Word Count: 1602

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My Dearest, You are right. I did not expect to hear from you.

Satine is gone. Obi-Wan has a box.

My Dearest,

You are right. I did not expect to hear from you. I presumed our parting to be a permanent one - we both have our duties, all those things we cannot put aside, and temptation is…

Part of me wants to call it unwise, but I cannot call it unwelcome. I ought to have burned your letter the moment it arrived; I shouldn’t even have read it. We agreed to be as strangers - regret should not have weakened our resolve. Yet here I am, not only reading but replying, because the truth is that since your departure, I have ached, and I can only feel grateful you had the courage to write. I am not sure I would have.

There is so much, already, that I wish to tell, but I am afraid to slip, to betray us; one careless word, it all comes crashing down. Am I paranoid? Who would think to look for flimsi letters these days? Yet I cannot shake the feeling of eyes against the back of my neck. Therefore I write nothing of what I do, except that I wish you were here to do it too. Nothing of my thoughts, except that they dwell on you.

It seems half-pointless to send this, with no news within it, nothing of myself.

Only, I suppose, that I am thinking of you, that I love you still. You will value it, I hope, as much as I valued what you sent.

Yours--

He didn’t know what it was when it arrived, and he hardly had the time to investigate. The 212th were shipping out in the evening and there were still a thousand things to do, people to talk to, papers to sign, meetings to attend, senators to soothe and cajole and try not to vomit his disgust onto… Obi-Wan fell into bed at night and thought nothing of the box he’d shoved into the corner of the room, having done nothing but reach out to the Force and ask, politely, if it was a bomb.

The Force said no, and so it could wait. It would have to wait.

In the morning, after almost tripping over it as he shuffled to the ‘fresher, he wondered whether he could take it onto the ship, investigate it there. There was, after all, no telling when they’d next get shore leave, much less on Coruscant - it might not be dangerous, but that didn’t necessarily mean it could be ignored indefinitely.

And then, of course, he admitted as he brushed his teeth, there was his curiosity. A greedy, reckless thing, much starved by the endless battlefields. Nothing to study for miles - Anakin had stepped on his last specimen, and there’d been nothing so interesting since. He needed the mystery, needed something to keep his mind occupied between the planning and the pushes, something that didn’t stink of death and corpses.

He’d taken too long considering it - he wasn’t late, but he wasn’t early, which for Obi-Wan practically was late. His door opened, Anakin and Cody walked in. To check on him, no doubt. They were…

Worried about him. He might as well admit it. They were worried about him. He’d developed an unfortunate habit of getting lost in his own head, his own thoughts, his own reminiscences, and they were frightened by it. Afraid that, one day, he might not come back.

“Gentlemen,” Obi-Wan said in greeting, only to blink as he realised how hoarse his voice was. Had it been so long since he’d spoken? No, he’d spoken to the senators only last night. He must have spoken more than usual.

“General.” Cody looked him up and down, assessing. To a non-Jedi, he might have seemed subtle, expression carefully blank, but he telegraphed it all in the Force.

He did that on purpose, of course. Obi-Wan had taught him how to shield.

“I received a package,” Obi-Wan explained. His voice still croaked. “I was considering whether to bring it aboard. I haven’t opened it yet.”

“Bring it,” Anakin said. Almost a command, Obi-Wan noted, though he was not sure why he bothered to note such a thing. “You don’t know when you’ll be back.”

“That was my thinking,” Obi-Wan said, and picked up the box with his bags. It was not heavy, yet for a moment, he thought he felt something twinge.

My Dearest,

I am sorry we quarrelled. Somehow, every time I see you in person, I seem to fight with you. Or perhaps you fight with me. Either way, I am sorry for it. If we could speak as we write…

Perhaps it is self-preservation. If you spoke to me as you write to me, I could not have kept myself from kissing you. I would have begged you to take me away from that hateful place, those hateful people--

You know who I mean, of course, though I cannot put it to flimsi.

Sometimes, far too often, I find myself thinking of our last night together, how we just laid there, holding each other. I think I miss that more than anything.

(Yes, even more than that; don’t think I can’t still picture your eyebrow going up!)

Yours--

He’d taken to wearing armour beneath his robes. Stolen Death Watch pieces, stripped of their colour. He ought to have painted them gold, but he remembered the meanings he’d learned on Mandalore - gold did not suit a Jedi. He left them unpainted, silver beskar on show.

Almost grey.

It hardly mattered. No one saw them beneath the brown and beige robes.

He deflected a blaster bolt with his ‘saber, watched it shatter the droid who sent it, and did not flinch as Anakin appeared at his shoulder in a whirl of energy and plasma.

“Did you open that box yet?” he shouted, straining to be heard over the clash of two armies.

“No.” Obi-Wan spoke shortly, sharply. He had, lately, attempted to avoid speaking in the midst of the battle. He had the vague notion that it might not be words that came up.

“Of course.” Anakin rolled his eyes. “You’re so boring, sometimes, Master.”

“You’re nosy.”

“Well, yeah.” Anakin was unashamed. Why shouldn’t he be? They had lived in each other’s pockets for so long… Privacy was a relative concept, especially amongst Jedi. “Will you tell me when you open it?”

“We’ll see,” Obi-Wan said, mostly to see him huff, and then he dived back into the fray, let the noise wash everything else away.

My Dearest,

Sometimes I thought you could read my mind. You always seemed to know when I needed something. A kind word. An argument. Would you tell me, now, if I was right?

Likely not. You do so love to be mysterious.

(I can imagine you glaring at me, now, pretending that you don’t, but you do.)

No one here can read my mind, I’m certain, or they would not seek to annoy me quite so much. The violence of their suggestions disgust me.

But I will say no more of that. You will hear plenty of it, I’m sure, running hither and yon across the galaxy as you do.

Yours--

He wasn’t sure what it was, exactly, that possessed him to do it, but rather than bid Cody goodnight, he asked, “Commander, would you stay a moment?”

Cody blinked. “Of course, General. Is something wrong?”

“Wrong? No.” He frowned, unsure why. “I- I want to open the box. Somehow… I do not wish to do so alone.”

“It’s not dangerous?”

“No.”

Cody nodded, and retook his seat.

Obi-Wan placed the box on the table. It was hardly ornate, hardly elegant, but the lock was firm - and the key was missing. He ran his finger over it.

“Whoever sent it knows me,” he said. “They expect me to open it with the Force.”

“And will you?”

“Of course,” he said, with mock offence that made Cody grin, and unlocked it with a thought. The lid came off easily and, for a moment, he couldn’t think why he’d been so anxious.

My Dearest, Obi-Wan,

If you are reading this, then I am gone. You likely already know this, but just in case…

I am sorry to leave you so soon, my love. I have had so much time with you, yet it hardly seems enough. But then, I would have protested if given a lifetime with you.

Enclosed, dearest, is the lifetime we did have together. I hope you can forgive me for not burning your letters as I know I should have, but I could not bear to. At least you may trust that the fact you have them now proves I chose a worthy custodian.

Whether you keep them, or whether you do what I could not, I hope they remind you of what I should have said far more often: I loved you then, I love you now, I will love you always.

Remember that I am forever yours,

Satine

“Sir?” Cody’s hand was gentle on his arm. “Obi-Wan?”

“Satine,” he murmured, feeling the tears burning in his eyes. “She sent me back my letters.”

“Your…” He looked back at the box, and Obi-Wan could sense his surprise. “All of them?”

He let loose a ragged laugh. “We spent twenty years going back and forth. Apparently she saved every word.”

“And you?”

“Her letters to me are in the Temple,” he confessed. “It seemed… I could hardly bring her onto a warship.”

Cody nodded, and pressed his arm again until he sat. “You must have loved her a great deal.”

“Love,” Obi-Wan corrected. “There is no past tense in these matters.”

#phoenix_rose #star wars #star wars clone wars #obi wan kenobi #satine kryze #commander cody #anakin skywalker #obitine #obi-wan/satine #angst #post-the lawless #(satine is dead - sorry!)#Merry Christmas! and Happy New Year!

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good-shoulders · 1 year

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When they say ‘Ily’ but Obi-wan says ‘Had you said the word, I would have left the Jedi order’

#star wars #star wars clone wars #star wars the clone wars #obi-wan #obi wan #obiwan #obi wan/satine #obi-wan/satine #the clone wars #satine #dutchess satine #tcw #tcw obi wan #TCW satine #clone wars

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bunysliper · 7 months

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Tell Me Your Secrets

Obi-Wan's fight with Pre Vizsla goes a little bit differently, revealing a secret Satine has kept for many years. Obitine Week 2023, day 4. Prompts: Concordia, Lightsaber, baby, with bonus prompt for TCW Season 2.

Late again, but I did it!

@weekofobitine

#Star Wars Fanfic #Clone Wars Fanfic #Obitine #Obi-Wan/Satine #obitine week 2023 #My Fanfic

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aarkose · 2 years

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Hardly stood proud

Status: Completed

Rating: Mature

Wordcount: 9286 (5 Chapters)

Summary: Obi-Wan is severely injured after his encounter with Darth Vader on Mapuzo. A take on the emotional and physical aftermath of Chapter III, Obi-Wan Kenobi.

Link: Here.

Notes: Hello there. After seeing chapter III of Kenobi, this wouldn’t leave my brain. Sort of a continuation of canon I guess, since I can’t see the future. Primarily hurt/comfort/angst. There's a bit of fluff and a sort of hopeful ending too.

Gift to: Aceofwhump

If I had a dollar for every time a Satine died tragically in one of Ewan's characters arms, I'd have two dollars. Which isn't a lot, but it's weird that it's happened twice.

@aceofwhump

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kittystargen3 · 2 years

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https://www.fanfiction.net/s/13534569/1/Return-of-the-Survivors

I've updated Return of the Survivors today. Below is a small selection. Please click the links to read more.

Summary: Alternate Universe- What if Anakin's mother survived and Anakin never went dark side. Padme has the twins on Tatooine and survives. Anakin tries to help the surviving Jedi, while still keeping his family secret. Meanwhile Darth Sidious has been crowned emperor and is going after the remaining Jedi. Rumors have it he's looking for a new apprentice. Anakin gets to be a daddy.

Chapter 80 - All in a Name

Pain… The world spun. This was all she knew for time that seemed to drag on forever. Instinct caused her to reach for her head. It was wet, but not red. That was a good thing, she thought, though she couldn’t think with clarity why.

She tried to think about what she was doing. Where she was going. But again her mind returned to her a giant blank. Like a child at school who was asked a question they didn’t know the answer to. But how did she know that? Was she ever in school? Just a moment ago, her world consisted of nothing more than this Jungle. Where was she going, again? And why did she feel in her gut that she needed to get there above all?

As she walked, she started to feel a particularly annoying sensation in her mouth and throat. It felt dry. She remembered how wet her hair was, and thought how nice it would be if all that moisture were in her mouth, where it was really needed. Picking up her ponytail and turning her head so, she squeezed and a few droplets of moisture fell out into her mouth. It felt beautiful. Then she noticed she could hear the sound of water flowing near her.

She looked for it and came across a quick flowing stream of water. Getting excited to taste more of this beautiful thing, she walked up to the edge of it.

“Wait sweet one. Just because you find water in the desert, doesn’t mean it is safe to drink.” She suddenly remembered a man saying to her. The man was older, and though she didn’t know who he was, she felt she could trust him. She looked up then and saw a large Feline, bending low to drink from the stream. “Someone else has often claimed it first,” her memory of that man elaborated.

Not wanting to get into an entanglement with an unknown creature, she backed up slowly and turned to hurry on her way. Though did she even remember what that was?

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Boba bent down to the ground to examine a track in the dirt. The ground was muddy, making them hard to read, but he thought he could see traces of where a person pulled themselves out of the stream of water, then got up and walked away. He could tell the direction she was headed, at least.

Going back to his ship, Boba pulled out his portable comlink and spoke a message to the others. “Target seems to have traveled north by northwest. Will pursue on foot.”

“Wait a minute. Unit Four, you do not have…” Boba shut off his comlink. He’d had enough of people telling him what to do that time he impersonated a Clone Trooper to try and kill a Jedi. In a time like this, when he clearly knew better, he wasn’t going to stay behind waiting for backup.

Boba could guess that the youngling tried to ford the stream at some point, and lost her footing, sending her to either swim or wash ashore in that bank. The bag had a hole in it, probably why she abandoned it where she did.

‘If she’s wet in this weather, she’s not going to last long,’ Boba thought...

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rochenn · 3 months

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I think we should write more straight relationships with 2010s TV queerbait tactics. Let that man and that woman's lives be horribly intertwined, let them take bullets for the other, let them be each other's meaning but NO KISSING. They are holding each other platonically. You're crazy for reading anything romantic into it at all tbh

#basically whatever fentanyl hiromu arakawa put in roy mustang and riza hawkeye's relationship #also low key what i wish obi-wan and satine could have been like

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reevesartisse · 7 months

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SITH! OBI-WAN & ANAKIN SKYWALKER | WHAT IF? STAR WARS BY ME. I always liked the idea of Obi-Wan corrupted by the dark side, so i made this. Star Wars really needs a what if show.

#obi wan kenobi #obi wan and anakin #anakin skywalker #sith obi wan #anakin fanart #star wars fanart #ewan mcgregor #hayden christensen #anakin #darth vader #ahsoka #satine kryze #general kenobi #revenge of the sith #what if

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necrophatic · 4 months

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Korkie is Obi-Wan's bastard pass it on

#star wars #clone wars #obi wan #qui gon #duchess satine #mace windu #comic #doodle #bastard man quiggs

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ninjadeathblade · 8 months

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Obi-Wan in The Phantom Menace: Serious padawan, in love with Jedi code, no other romance for him, super cautious

Obi-Wan in the rest of the prequels: Thirty and flirty, you only live once, gets shipped with everyone

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phoenixyfriend · 4 months

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ONLY ONE IS CANON. PLEASE READ THE QUESTION.

* For the purposes of this poll, both Legends and Disney qualify as canon.

** Eminent domain

Don't give away the answer before the poll ends! I'll reblog with an explanation once it's done.

"Why the big red--" I've already had five people vote in the wrong direction.

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bunysliper · 7 months

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In Dreams

After a solo mission, Obi-Wan makes a brief side trip before returning to Coruscant. Pre-Clone Wars, pre-AotC. Obitine Week 2023, day 5. Prompts: Hyperspace, dreamer, Qui-Gon Jinn.

@weekofobitine

Oh! I have a bingo! Yay!