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underacalicosky · 22 days
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I love the Obikin fandom because occasionally something something Stewjoni biology something something Anakin whimpers and sobs and begs for more something something Obi-Wan has two dicks something something and his six balls can juggle themselves something something but one dick is hidden in a pouch that only comes out if his soulmate is present something something two tentacles in Anakin's mouth one in his ass while the other two jerk him off something something and his four sentient teets but Anakin only has two hands and one mouth something something
And we all clap and go YES PLEASE DO IT MORE. I love you, the best ship ever.
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padawansuggest · 6 months
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Jedi band class. Anakin plays the accordion don’t ask me why he just does. Obi-Wan plays flute but this one time at Jedi band camp-
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bon-sides-sw · 1 year
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Mommywan and his lil bebe Cal
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0h0possum · 9 months
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Obi-Wan Kenobi - Stewjoni Shifter AU
You know that fandom trope where people use that fact that Obi-Wan’s home planet (Stewjon) is unknown as an excuse to make him interesting/give him more alien traits? 
 W E L P.  
I’ve jumped on the bandwagon.
So here’s some doodles of my ‘Stewjoni Shifters’ AU!
Also, here’s some lore I’ve thought of (only a little inspired from Avatar):
The planet Stewjon is an Outer rim planet, about as far out as you can get 
It’s very unexplored and completely uncolonized
This is due to the fact that the planet, it’s plant life, and it’s wildlife, act as an ‘immune system’ of sorts and attack any outsiders once they land of the planet
Any ships/outside lifeforms that land of the planet are instantly attack by horrible weather, poisonous plants, or vicious wildlife that targets them
There was a period of time after the planet was first discovered that dozens of ships tried to explore the planet but after all of them were killed, destroyed, or chased off, most stopped
Planet was labeled unsafe, hazardous, and inhabitable by the Republic and no one travels there (except for the occasional bold explorer who tries to be ‘the first to tame Stewjon’, only to be chased of or killed)
However, the planet IS actually inhabited 
Republic knows that there are intelligent, native lifeforms on Stewjon, but no one has gotten film or photos of them so it’s unknown what they really look like (since most explorers are killed) (and those that live either never see the Stewjoni or only see unclear glimpses of them)
So there are tons of myths about what the Stewjoni look like, and how they live on a planet that seemingly tried to kill any intelligent life (it doesn’t, it only tries to kill foreign lifeforms)
Myths on Stewjoni: they are cannibal monsters, they are rogue Sithspawn, they are past dead explorers possessed and mutated by the planet, etc.
Reality: The Stewjoni natives are shifters of sorts with a force like connection to their planet
Stewjoni have a ‘Stewjoni’ form and a ‘Near-Human’ form
What they consider their ‘natural’ form is the their Stewjoni form (the creature drawn in my sketches)
This form is a little bigger than a Wookiee, are pretty strong, have night vision, and have strong scent 
In this form they can only speak their native language, which is similar to Wookiee language (animalistic sounds like growls, chirps, hissing, clicks, grumbling, etc.)
Their ‘Near-Human’ form is considered as their ‘unnatural/less common’ form
They don’t shift into it as much
This form is looks exactly like any human and is the same size as the average human
In this form they can speak more general languages (Basic/any langue’s with articulated words) plus their native language 
Only difference is they can still use their sense of smell that they use while in ‘Stewjoni’ form
The Native Stewjoni species is as close to being ‘an entire species born natural force-sensitive’ as you can get
They don’t have Jedi powers of anything like that
They just all are born with low lever force sensitivity which allows them to connect with their planet (only their planet) and it’s life forms/plant life
(Can’t manipulate the planet by any means, but they can feel connected to it and feels the emotions of the animals)
(If the Jedi/Republic ever found out more about the Stewjoni species it would contentious. A species that can shift from a normal looking human into a bigger, stronger form? Plus an entire species that naturally is born with low lever force sensitivity?)
(If you are like ‘that’s not how the force works’ or ‘that’s not canon consistent’ then I’ll just say ‘chalk it up to Alternate Universe changes’)
Now we get onto Obi-Wan and his story in this AU:
Obi-Wan is born on Stewjon and is Stewjoni!
But he’s not a normal Stewjoni. His force connection is not low level as like the rest of his people, it’s high level (Jedi level)
So his people, who know of the Jedi, decide he needs to be taken to grow up somewhere were he can be trained (even if their people are kinda force sensitive, they don’t have the abilities or knowledge of stronger force abilities and skills. So they don’t know how to really help Obi-Wan)
(Also, with Obi-Wan being so force sensitive and living on a planet that is kinda force sensitive/responds to him, he’s overwhelmed and don’t control how he effects the planet or how it effects him. He’s so young that he can’t even understand what’s happening to him or how to stop it) (He’s literally a baby at this point)
(So, how do the Stewjoni know of the Jedi? Well since no one knows Stewjoni are shifters (and everyone assumes they are savage animals who aren’t really intelligent). The Stewjoni sometimes shift into Near-human form and go off planet to discreetly check out the Republic/get goods
The Republic and Jedi do not know the Stewjoni do this (even if a Jedi would run into a Stewjoni, they only would read as a vaguely force-sensitive human)
So Obi-WAN’s parents and the Stewjon leader sneak to the Jedi temple with Obi-Wan in Near-Human form and then ask for an audience with the Jedi council
They pretty much get the Jedi to swear secrecy and explain how the Stewjoni are shifters and how Obi-Wan is strong in the force. 
They want the Jedi to take care of him because they don’t know how to
(they don’t tell them about how their species as a whole is low force sensitive, or that they can connect to their planet. Basically they keep it bare minimum information)
The Jedi are reluctant to take Obi-Wan (he’s from a mysterious planet, a mysterious species, and a force sensitive shape shifter)
But they eventually agree
The council are sworn to secrecy, they can’t tell the Republic or other Jedi what little they known about the Stewjoni, and they can’t tell anyone what about Obi-Wan is
The Stewjoni leave Obi-Wan with the Jedi to be raised in the Crèche
(Before they leave, the Stewjoni say that Obi-Wan is free to come to Stewjon later or contact them about his species and culture, but the Jedi council is like ‘it’s not the Jedi way to keep contact with family once part of the Order’. In reality they just don’t want to be any more affiliated with the Stewjoni. They already are being secretive by hiding their knowledge of the Stewjoni and Obi-Wan from the Republic/senate. So they don’t want more contact with them in case they get found out by the Republic. As it will look bad if they are secretly in contact with this mysterious and powerful species)
Growing up in the Temple, Obi-Wan is very heavily monitored
The Council/few high up Jedi that know what Obi-Wan is, aren’t cruel to Obi-Wan per-say . They aren’t outright mean to him, but they are influenced (unintentionally) by the myths and propaganda about Stewjoni Natives and how they are ‘cannibals’, ‘feral’, and ‘naturally dangerous’.
 It doesn’t help that all they know are rumors and the fact that everyone who goes to Stewjon usually is killed. Everyone assumes the Stewjoni people killed the explorers, not that the planet actually does it. 
(It also doesn’t help that the Stewjoni refused to give much information on their people and their traits when they gave Obi-Wan to the Jedi)
So they have a stereotype of Stewjoni in their heads. They think Obi-Wan is by nature, feral and inclined to violence
(To be clear, they are wrong. The Stewjoni are not naturally voilent or feral)
They think any anger or negative emotion Obi-Wan expresses is a sign of him leaning towards his nature of violence
They swiftly try to staunch those emotions in Obi-Wan (not just in the typical Jedi way of releasing through the force, but also by reprimanding Obi-Wan for ‘giving in’ to his ‘violent instincts’)
This definitely is a struggle in Obi-WAN’s youth
It’s an unfortunate cycle: Obi-Wan gets angry because he’s a literal child with emotions -> Jedi stereotype and belittle Obi-Wan’s emotions for being ‘Stewjoni violence’ -> Obi-Wan gets upset that for being treated this way -> Jedi punish him for being angry -> *reapeat cycle*
(It’s not until he’s older (and more beat down from being constantly told he’s ‘bad’ for having certain emotions) that he learns to control his emotions so well and be calm. Thus becoming the Obi-Wan we know so well)
The Jedi also have the thought that Obi-Wan shifting into his Stewjoni form makes him more feral and animalistic, so they pretty much forbid him from shifting
(So he ends up shifting in secret when he’s a young. But after being caught and punished he pretty much stops shifting completely as he’s older)
Basically his entire childhood he’s treated as if he’s innately dangerous and bad, and only through training from the Jedi will be be able to learn to control himself and attempt at being a good person
Only if he embraces being the perfect Jedi and suppress his Stewjoni nature will he be safe for everyone else around him
He’s treated like a dangerous animal
When he’s young he fights this notion but pretty quickly he stops and even starts to believe it
This is also why no Jedi master wants to take him as a Padawan
Even if most Jedi don’t know about what he is, they know the Crèche Masters and Council treat him warily and talk like he’s violent and angry
So he gets sent to the Agri-Corps (like canon) when he ages out at 13 and the Council hopes that this way they can still help Obi-Wan control his force abilities while keeping him away from fighting and Kighthood (they fear if he becomes a knight that the training on fighting will make him loose control of his Stewjoni instincts)
Everything with Qui-Gon taking Obi-Wan on last minute still happens
(Except for the context that Qui-Gon knows about Obi-Wan being Stewjoni from the council and pretty much says ‘I’ll take you on, only because I believe you can over come you’re innate nature’. He still believes the stereotype that Obi-Wan has natural instincts to be violent, but he thinks Obi-Wan can overcome them)
Obi-Wan leaving the Order to stay on Melida/Daan to help the Young in the War stays the same (except he shifts a few times to help the Young in battle and he makes them promise to never tell what he can do)
As Obi-Wan gets older and becomes more calm and controlled of his emotions (better at hiding them from the Jedi tbh), the council and Jedi become more accepting and kind to him
(They think he’s strong and capable, that he overcame his innate nature and that’s admirable of him)
(Again, they still believe the stereotype of Stewjoni instincts and nature, and they believe Obi-Wan is naturally dangerous, just that he’s successful embraced being a Jedi and suppressing his natural self to be better)
The few who don’t believe the stereotypes and understand the cruel treatment Obi-Wan goes through are: Quinlan, Bant, Garen, and Mace. (Obi-Wan breaks the rules to not tell anyone what he is to tell Quinlan, Bant, and Garen what he is when they are still in the Crèche)
Quinlan on the regular tries to sneak Obi-Wan out to get him to shift and be himself more (when Obi-Wan is older he resists these trip more and more as he believes the lies about his Stewjoni form being bad)
AND THATS ENOUGH RANDOM LORE FOR NOW, WOW THATS TOO MUCH LORE.  I lied here’s a few more less plot related lore bits of this AU:
When Obi-Wan discovers the clones and becomes a general of the 212th Battalion he deeply empathizes with the way the clones are dehumanized and how they get no choices in their lives, how they are controlled
He understands what it’s like to be told you are/should be innately a certain way
To be told he should give up parts of yourself to become what others need of you
So he’s kind and more personable to the clones than many others
(Though there is a dark part of him that feels bitterness towards the fact that the Jedi feel sympathy to the clones. The Jedi are kind to the clones and try to protect them in battle. They out right acknowledge that it’s unfair how the clones are controlled by the Republic. The Jedi tell the clones ‘you are individuals’ and ‘your emotions matter’. They never did that for him. The Jedi were never that kind to him. He feels bad for feeling this way)
Stewjoni do have some more ‘animalistic’ behaviors, but no violent ones that the stereotypes may suggest. More like they like to lightly buttheads/nuzzle cheeks as a greeting with friends and family. So sometimes when Obi-Wan is injured/tired/out of it he will try to nuzzle/knock his head against Cody, Anakin, Ahsoka, Rex, or other clones, and it confuses the hell out of them lol.
Sometimes Obi-Wan will make Stewjoni noises when distracted and it’s also pretty confusing to bystanders\
*Obi-Wan is frustrated with some paperwork he’s doing*: *starts growling under his breath* 
Cody: *also doing paperwork nearby* ‘wtf’
 Example:
*Obi-Wan after fighting Maul and listening to Mail monologue about how he’s gonna make Obj-Wan suffer* 
Obi-Wan: *hisses at Maul*
Maul: ‘. . . did you just fucking hiss at me?
Example:
 *Obi-Wan injured after a mission and drugged up on painkillers* 
Obi-Wan: *leans into Anakin and nuzzles him while chirping* 
Anakin: *Confused embarrassed panicking*
 Example:
*Ahsoka shaken and upset after a bad mission*
 Obi-Wan: *sits down next to her and raps a arm around her and starts purring*
Ahsoka: *starts purring back*
 (Cody and Anakin my suspect that Obi-Wan isn’t human but Near-Human of some kind but don’t really know for sure)
(Ahsoka is the only one who can sense that Obi-Wan is something not human and not Near-Human. Headcanon: that Togruta have their own ‘animalistic’ traits (similar to Stewjoni and Wookiees), so when Obi-Wan acts more ‘Stewjoni’ she picks up on it more. Normally she wouldn’t guess it but since she’s around him more than others and she already recognizes non-human behaviors, she sees it.)
Stewjoni when in Stewjoni form can only speak in their native langue’s (animal like sounds)
Stewjoni when in Near-Human form can speak more human like langue’s (Basic/Mandoa’a/etc.) but can also speak their native langue’s and make those sounds (chirps, growls, purrs, etc.)
Later when Obi-Wan is a young adult he gets a random urge of rebellion and gets a tattoo of a Stewjoni in Stewjoni form on his back (the ‘Stewjoni Emblem’)
I still have more plot/lore ideas for this AU but I really should stop at some point. So, if you read all that nonsense I wrote, hats off to you. Lol.
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hannibalzero · 2 months
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https://youtu.be/CkBWIG3L5ME?si=Rp5oSaQxXibIKb_Y
otter-wan taking care of otterkin, making sure he gets plenty of healthy rich milk to grow big and strong.
Omg that’s so cute!
Anakin needs all the help he can get, he’s probably didnt have the best nutrition on Tattooine. No shade to Shmi at all, women did a hell of a job on a planet that hardly has water or vegetables.
(As far as I know, I should really look into how people in dessert communities really live. Later ❤️ )
Then the Jedi temple has to be very intimidating to a child, yes the Jedi are welcoming and eager to have Anakin.
But have you seen these younglings, they are so proper and speak with that accent. They don’t have emotions like Anakin does? Anakin needs comfort, needs nourishment and wants to bond with Obi-Wan.
Being a Stewjoni male, a people who are determined to prosper and multiply but pure spite. Obi-Wan’s body took one look at a very upset Anakin? His body began to produce milk and take care for Anakin to the best of his abilities.
Took about two weeks before Obi-Wan’s body produced milk, he has always been heavy chested for a Stewjoni male but damn.
Tits swollen and engorged with simply the best milk in the galaxy.
(Besides Naboo Queen milk I imagine)
Obi-Wan approaches Anakin about nursing. Reassuring the boy that he’s not a baby, that his body simply wanted to help Anakin and if he wasn’t interested that was just fine.
He hardly finished his sentence as Anakin lightly tugged at the brown robes shyly. It took a few tries, both unsure how to do this but found the right position and latch.
That’s when Obi-Wan and Anakin really became master and padawan.
Okay I know that’s a long ramble but it’s fun to think about!
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g3n3515 · 10 months
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I really love reading all the fan stuff and AUs people make for Stewjon so I'll add my weird cooky take as well. I like the idea that they are an old colonized world (like Legends Csilla) and though most of it is now part of the republic and quite normal by galactic standard, some of the native population still live secluded from the rest of the planet by long standing fear of being wiped out. Local call them the Fae and warn to never venture in their forests, as those who do never return.
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jedibongrip · 10 months
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title: from now until forever (spend the night together) relationship: anakin/obiwan rating: E word count: 2.8k tags/warnings: PWP, stewjoni biology, weird stewjoni biology, homestuck genitalia, nooks and bulges
summary: Anakin doesn’t know how Obi-Wan manages to look so cocky, cool and confident, and self-assured while sitting spread-legged and dick out. Well, bulge out, technically. That’s what Obi-Wan called it when he described in detail what he wanted to do with Anakin when they finally saw each other again, voice tinny and staticky over the comm, as he told Anakin to touch himself from hundreds of parsecs away. A/N: one of my entries for Stewjoni Biology Week!! featuring classic homestuck troll biology :) to see all the fics and art that were posted check out the AO3 collection or the twitter !! this also fulled my AU square for obikin bingo @obikin-events for full list of tags on this fic, go to ao3!
Anakin doesn’t know how Obi-Wan manages to look so cocky, cool and confident, and self-assured while sitting spread-legged and dick out. Well, bulge out, technically. That’s what Obi-Wan called it when he described in detail what he wanted to do with Anakin when they finally saw each other again, voice tinny and staticky over the comm, as he told Anakin to touch himself from hundreds of parsecs away.
Anakin can’t help but keep his legs tightly pressed together, his hands keep moving to try to cover his dick. He’s half-hard already and has been since the Resolute docked on the same planet as Obi-Wan. When they finally reunited, Obi-Wan had pressed a gentle, almost shy, kiss against Anakin’s lips - the first in the many months since they’d been apart. What they had was both new and old - new in that they finally broke down the barriers between platonic, familial, romantic, and sexual that previously stood in their way, but old because their urges and feelings were well-worn and familiar.
They just hadn’t gotten the chance to have sex yet. The last time they were close enough to touch, Obi-Wan was injured and Anakin was busy with Ahsoka, and it was only just before both were shipped out to opposite edges of the galaxy that Anakin broke down. Pathetic and embarrassed, crying like a child that he didn’t want them to part, crying until Obi-Wan pressed a cool hand to his face and told him that he didn’t want them to part either. And since then, it had just been sending messages over the comms whenever they had a spare moment, calling each other when one was just walking up and the other finally going to sleep, sending charged and longing glances at each other as they projected into meetings.
Now they were together. And Anakin had no clue what to do. When he first ran into Obi-Wan’s arms, he shyly suggested that they sneak away from the Negotiator and the military docks. They could go closer to town and find a hotel. Obi-Wan shook his head and chuckled at Anakin’s confused expression.
“We’d have to pay a fortune in cleanup fees,” Obi-Wan said. “My quarters are better suited for what I have in store for you.”
Sitting naked on Obi-Wan’s bed, watching as Obi-Wan’s bulge slithers out of the smooth, rounded sheath - his nook, Anakin thinks dumbly - leaving a watery blue mark on everything it brushes against, Anakin finally understands what Obi-Wan meant when he talked about clean up fees. He almost forgets to breathe as he watches it unsheath, the base getting wider the more it comes out, the flexible, tapered tip growing more adventurous as it can reach further. The whole appendage is a majestic teal-blue, as is and the slick that drips off of it. The few times Anakin has been unfortunate enough to see Obi-Wan bleed, his blood had been the same.
“Well,” Obi-Wan says, the teasing note in his voice almost insufferable. “Is it up to your standards?”
“I have no idea what to do with it,” Anakin admits, feeling hopelessly juvenile. While his own dick twitches, Obi-Wan’s flicks around and squirms. Obi-Wan brings a hand to it, and the bulge wraps around it. Not the other way around.
“You could touch it, to start.” The teasing lilt of his tone has diminished but not disappeared entirely. “Don’t worry, dear. It won’t bite.”
Anakin grumbles but scoots closer to Obi-Wan, who leans back against the headboard of his bed, looking as comfortable as ever. Anakin brings a tentative hand, his flesh hand, to the writhing limb and jumps when it surges over to meet it. The tip twitches and worms its way between his fingers, curling around them, like it's trying to hold his hand. It’s not as firm as Anakin’s dick, there’s more give underneath the slimy skin, but it’s strong enough to spread and squeeze together Anakin’s fingers at will. He’s surprised by how much colder it is than he expected. Not freezing or unpleasant, but noticeably cooler than his skin. (He always loved how cool and comforting Obi-Wan always felt. There was nothing better than his Master laying a chilly hand on his forehead when he was feverish as a child or his refreshing embrace after a spar gone well.)
He lets out a giggle, silly and stupid, as he moves his hand in a mimicry of how he jerks off. The bulge moves with him, guiding him, keeping his attention solely on it to not let it slip from his grasp. Translucent blue fluid bleeds through the gaps in Anakin’s fingers and drips down his wrist until it splatters onto the thick towels that Obi-Wan laid out on top of his sheets.
“See,” Obi-Wan’s voice almost startles Anakin, so caught up was he. His voice has a breathy quality to it now, and when Anakin glances up at his face, he sees Obi-Wan’s half-lidded eyes and flushed cheeks. “Nothing to be worried about.”
“I wasn’t worried,” Anakin lies. He pouts when Obi-Wan snorts. “I wasn’t!”
“No, no, of course, you weren’t.” Before Anakin can argue some more, he presses on. “Did you prepare yourself like I told you?”
Anakin flushes a deeper pink. He nods softly. “Yes, Master.”
It was agonizing, trying to sneak away from his crew long enough to finger himself open (“At least three wide and as deep as you can reach.”) and put in the long, tapered plug that Obi-Wan shipped to him. (How he managed to sneak the package in with the regular shipment of rations, medical supplies, and parts, Anakin didn’t know.) For hours, Anakin had to walk, sit, and move through the Resolute, as if there wasn’t a silicon toy in his ass. He only found relief after Obi-Wan had let him to his room with a large hand resting on his lower back and when he excused himself to the washroom to freshen up. As soon as the plug was out, abandoned in the sink (Obi-Wan made him wear it, so he could clean it up.), Anakin missed the stretch and heft of it. Now, he understood why Obi-Wan insisted he wore it.
“Such a good boy,” Obi-Wan praises. Anakin smiles and his dick twitches, getting even harder. “What position do you want to start in?”
Anakin has imagined himself in so many of them with Obi-Wan but the twisting bulge in his hand, and the leaking slit that he can spy underneath, where it's coming out of, have wiped his mind blank.
“What’s easiest for your… uh… for you?”
Obi-Wan grins wolfishly. “Oh, you don’t have to worry about me, dear.” He leans over and presses a sweet kiss against Anakin’s open mouth. Anakin’s eyelids flutter and he presses closer, moaning lightly. Hunched over uncomfortably, hand around Obi-Wan’s dick and making out with him, Anakin would be happy even if they just spent the rest of the night like this. But Obi-Wan promised all sorts of strange and wonderful things and it seems like he’s intent on doing as many as he can.
“Why don’t you lay back and we can see how it goes from there,” Obi-Wan suggests as he pulls back. A spiderweb-thin string of spit hangs and stretches between them. Anakin can’t take his eyes off of it until it snaps and drips down his chin. It takes him a moment to register what Obi-Wan said but once he does he nods. It takes another moment to let go and pull his hand away from Obi-Wan’s bulge, reluctant as it is to lose Anakin’s pleasurable grasp.
On his back, Anakin realizes just how many towels Obi-Wan has layered onto the usually stiff beds that, even Jedi General, are given. It’s almost plush from all the layers. Anakin wonders whether Obi-Wan had to save up for all these towels, whether he had to consciously plan to use them for this evening, or whether they count as a species accommodation and were provided for him. Anakin hopes it is the latter - that all the bickering at the senate over military funding and taxes ended up funding the towels that Anakin is going to get fucked on. Even if it isn’t, he’s sure that Obi-Wan will get a kick out of it when he tells him what he’s thinking. It can wait until later, though.
Obi-Wan gets to his knees and hovers over Anakin, planting a hand next to his head and smiling down at him.
“Hi,” Anakin whispers and immediately feels silly for doing so. But Obi-Wan just smiles wider.
“Hello,” he replies. “Are you comfortable?”
Anakin nods.
“Alright. Tell me if you want me to stop.” Unlikely, Anakin thinks. He strains his neck to watch as Obi-Wan grabs his bulge, starting at the thick back and sliding his hand towards the tip, holding it steady as he shuffles closer to Anakin’s winking hole.
“Oh,” he gasps when he feels it stroke his hole. He spreads his legs wider, earning him another ‘good boy’ from Obi-Wan, as he presses his bulge into Anakin. At first, it doesn’t want to go in, too content mapping the rest of Anakin’s ass with its blue film. Then, it catches Anakin’s rim, feels how warm and wet and open Anakin is for it, and it starts squirming to get into it. The tip is so thin, only a little thicker than Anakin’s pinky, but it quickly grows in thickness. The cool, watery slick that it produces eases the slide-in.
Obi-Wan stops just shy of pressing all the way in, but Anakin already feels stretched so wide. Unlike his fingers or any toys he’s ever used, Obi-Wan’s bulge keeps moving even while his body is still, flailing and twisting deliciously inside him. Anakin lets out a breathy moan.
“You like that?” Obi-Wan asks, teasingly. Anakin nods. “I knew you would.”
“Shut up,” Anakin whines. Obi-Wan complies, but only because he decides to start thrusting, pulling his hips back until only the first few inches of him are left inside, and then all the way forward, each time getting closer to being fully sheathed in Anakin’s ass.
It’s embarrassing, how quickly Anakin loses the ability to control the words he says or how loudly he says them. How could he be expected to remain poised when Obi-Wan was reaching so deep inside that Anakin thought he always feel empty after tonight? His bulge kept brushing against his prostate and curling back on itself, stretching him even wider. Each motion makes Anakin’s legs shake. He reaches up with his mechohand to tug at Obi-Wan’s hair. His Master moans as he lets Anakin pull him down into a kiss, sloppy and uncoordinated, spit bubbling between the corners of their lips. With his free hand, Anakin reaches between their bodies - his warm and mostly hairless, Obi-Wan’s cool and hairy - and wraps his flesh hand, still sticky and slick from touching Obi-Wan’s bulge, around his dick. He moans just at the thought of using Obi-Wan’s precome as lube, much less the actual sensation of it.
Anakin’s moans and little screams of pleasure only increase as Obi-Wan gets rougher. Each thrust is accompanied by wet sounds, as Obi-Wan’s bulge leaks more fluid until it drips out of Anakin’s hole and down his ass when he’s not plugged full. When Obi-Wan finally presses all the way in Anakin’s hole is stretched wider than it’s ever been before. He feels breathless and Obi-Wan sounds breathless as he grinds against Anakin’s ass for a few seconds. The tip of Obi-Wan’s bulge seems to understand that Anakin is teetering on the edge and it presses and undulates against his prostate. It only takes a few more sloppy strokes of his cock and Obi-Wan pressing adoring kisses against his neck and Anakin is crooning as he comes.
He expects Obi-Wan to give him a moment to calm down. Instead, Obi-Wan groans as he watches Anakin come undone and, bizarrely, shuffles toward the edge of the bed, pulling Anakin along with him.
Anakin makes a noise of confusion as he’s dragged but Obi-Wan just shushes him by pressing two fingers into Anakin’s mouth for him to suck. It’s nearly automatic, the way Anakin wraps his lips and tongue around them. He isn’t happy that it’s being used as a silencing tactic but lets Obi-Wan maneuver him until his ass is hanging off the edge, supported by a now-standing Obi-Wan.
Anakin feels better about his comparatively shorter fuse when he realizes how erratic Obi-Wan’s movements have become. His hair is flustered to his face and his eyes glazed over, mouth slightly slack. Still tingly with pleasure, but no longer drowning in it, Anakin feels how wet his ass and the back of his thighs are now. Drops of blue liquid splash out with every thrust. It drips down Obi-Wan’s chest, some drops are even stuck in his beard.
As Obi-Wan’s moans get louder and his thrusts get sloppy, more slick spills out of his bulge. Anakin’s dick twitches and Anakin lazily jerks it. Obi-Wan hunches over Anakin again but now it seems more involuntary. He pants and curses.
“Fuck,” he groans. “Anakin, oh, I’m going to come.”
“Yeah?” Anakin whispers. “You gonna do it inside?”
“Really?” Obi-Wan asks. Inside, Anakin feels his bulge thrashing, pressing against Anakin’s soft and tender walls. He tries clenching around it and Obi-Wan makes the most delicious sounds. “Are you sure?”
Anakin thought he was the romantic, but Obi-Wan sees starstruck at the idea. He nods. “Yes, Master. Please come, I want to feel you.”
Obi-Wan has never agreed to anything Anakin’s said so fast before. The few sweet words are enough in his love-drunk state. A few more minutes of choppy thrusting, his bulge practically twisting itself in knots, and he’s coming, groaning lowly. Instantly, Anakin realizes why Obi-Wan seemed so surprised that he wanted him to come inside.
As Obi-Wan comes, more translucent slick oozes out of every pore of his bulge, even dripping out of his nook. Instead of the steady drip… drip… drip that had been leaking out of him before, now a veritable wave gushes out of Anakin every time either he or Obi-Wan moves. It splashes on the industrial tiled floor of the bedroom, splashing to cover Obi-Wan’s feet, legs, and the edges of the towels. Anakin, also, realizes why Obi-Wan moved them. Drains are in every room on the ship to make the olympian task of cleaning these flying war machines possible. Instead of having to replace an entire mattress, Obi-Wan and Anakin will only have to awkwardly smuggle a few mops into Obi-Wan's room to clean up.
For all the slick that leaks out, more of it stays plugged inside Anakin, as Obi-Wan continues fucking into him and his bulge writhes. Anakin groans in pleasure and pain, as his tummy begins to be pressed taut from all the liquid stuck inside. When Obi-Wan peels his eyes open from where they’ve fluttered shut, the sight of Anakin squirming, filled with come, makes him moan even louder, and another wave of slick pulses out.
It feels like forever and a day of being stretched and filled, but finally, Obi-Wan pulls out. He moves slowly, letting a steady stream of blue genetic material leak out until Anakin is a shaky, moaning mess. His hole twitches and flutters as Obi-Wan’s bulge finally slips out, less firm than it was before, but still moving autonomously. His legs are shaking and he needs Obi-Wan’s shuffle back onto the bed, a trail of blue leaking out of him, staining the towels with each movement.
He pants heavily but looks at Obi-Wan with wide pleading eyes until he crawls onto the bed and lays next to him. Against Anakin’s sweaty skin, his Master’s cool touch is a welcome respite.
“Obi-Wan,” Anakin rasps, twisting until he can look Obi-Wan in the eye. He has so many things he wants to say. That was amazing. That was the weirdest fucking thing that I’ve ever done. I want to do it every night. I don’t want to leave you. Let me stay here forever. Instead, he swallows and asks, “How long until we can do that again?”
Obi-Wan barks out a laugh. He reaches for Anakin’s flesh hand, tacky with come, and holds it tenderly. “No need to rush. We have all night, love.”
Anakin wants to say That’s the problem, it’s only for the night. He wants to say I want to bottle this feeling so that I’ll always have it.
“You didn’t answer the question.”
Obi-Wan hums. “Give me until I can walk again and then let you swallow my bulge until you choke.”
Anakin swallows and licks his lip. “Okay,” he says. “Alright. Don’t take too long, then.”
Obi-Wan chuckles and looks at him lovingly. “I’ll do my best, Anakin.”
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mywitchcultblr · 10 months
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Jotun biology walk so Stewjoni biology can run
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sparkie96 · 2 years
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Preobi: Korkie's Real Parents
Obi-Wan was there on Council Business to deal with the assassin business that originated in Mandalore and put the rumors of Satine being in league with the Death Watch to rest. He didn't count on dealing with the Mandalorian who had been obsessed with him.
And Pre Vizsla might not let him go this time.
In which Korkie is a Kenobi...just not in the way you think.
Rated for Themes, Language and Canon Typical violence.
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padawansuggest · 15 days
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Ok so not to kick a hornets’ nest but I headcanon anakin as an intersex unlabeled eldritch entity.
Like think about it. Considering the fact that anakin is half force and that all dead things pass on to the force kind of implies that Anakin is made out of dead people, or at least their life force.
Also because the force created anakin I don’t see any real reason for it to pick making him a man. Like I don’t think the force knows what it is i think it just checked both boxes and that’s it. I also think that anakin doesn’t care for the concept of gender and just goes with the flow and tbh he is kind of a lesbian
George Lucas has never established a real magic system for the force and because of that I can apply as many implications that I want on anakin’s weird biology from the vague shit that is established in canon
Lmaooooo. Consider, since I also headcanon Stewjoni as dualsex; everyone in the temple is all ‘Anakin is rather weird for a Stewjoni… maybe his fangs never grew in’ till one day they check his DNA, nope, 100% human. He’s just got Both Parts.
Anakin goes through a 15yo mental crisis that Shmi and Obi-Wan have to talk him down from before he’s all ‘wait. Does this mean I’m not allowed to identify as female sometimes??? Because if I’m not Stewjoni I can’t change????’ And that’s when Obi finds out his baby is gender-fluid af
Shmi is so proud to have found these queers. She feels right at home.
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0h0possum · 9 months
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Some doodles of Obi-Wan from my ‘Stewjoni Shifters AU’. 
Short description of AU:
Planet of Stewjon has natives that can shift from a ‘Near-Human’ form that looks human and a ‘Stewjoni’ form (the creature drawn above). Not much is known about the Stewjoni natives (including what the look like), and there are tons of rumors about how they are dangerous, feral, monstrous nightmares (not true). So when Obi-Wan is dropped off at the Jedi Temple the council keeps what he is hidden (from pretty much everyone) and Obi-Wan is raided to suppress his Stewjoni ‘nature’ and not shift.
If you want to read a ridiculous amount of more concepts/lore/plot I have for this au look here: https://www.tumblr.com/0h0possum/725694172300017664/obi-wan-kenobi-stewjoni-shifter-au-you-know?source=share
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hannibalzero · 1 year
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Planet Stewjoni headcanons
Stewjoni and Mandalore are considered the lovers of the universe, both curling around eachother as they revolve around their sun. In a never ending dance
Mandalore while being militarized, Stewjoni is the opposite. Farming, the arts, entertainment, wood work and crystals are their trade with Mandalore.
Mandalore protects Stewjoni because of this.
The two royal families of theses planets tend to marry into eachother.
Stewjoni biology is varied depending on the area the person is from. From single genders to everything in between there is something for everyone ❤️🐰
That’s why Stewjoni lovers are prized heavily in the galaxy
Stewjoni biology changes before they made first contact with Mandalore. There was an outbreak of a illness that killed most of the population. Evolution/the force made it so they wouldn’t die out.
Their Seasons are like game of thrones? Four years of summer and four years of hard winter.
A very mountainous terrain with deep valleys and plans.
I wanna say their art style (from art to space ships) is very Baroque. Gold, statues, very serious art.
Obi-wan kenobi is from a family of farmers. He has eight brothers. Obiwan was the eldest. The Jedi came when he was five, paid obiwans parents and that was it.
Bunda is the traditional name for mother on Stewjoni…Darth means father haha
People from Stewjoni can’t handle caff, it upsets their stomachs. So tea is a way of life.
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A sample of their art
And a sample of Mandalore’s relationship with Stewjoni (relax kinda a joke)
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(Not my art)
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beeftendergroin · 10 months
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The fabric of your flesh, pure as a wedding dress, Until I wrap myself inside your arms, I cannot rest. Be careful of the curse that falls on young lovers, Starts so soft and sweet and turns them to hunters.
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Giving obi wan an human dad and a togruta dad cuz yeah,he just took ( a lot ) after his human dad but he has markings under his robes cuz i like to think of him as a species hybrid
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jedibongrip · 11 months
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it's a bit late notice but we're just about 2 weeks away from stewjoni biology week!!
have you ever thought "man people aren't weird/horny/insane enough about star wars alien biology"? or "i wish i could do unspeakable things to obiwan's body"? or even "hmmm.... maybe i should see if i really hate tentacles as much as i thought..." well we got the week for you!!!
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a whole week dedicated to exploring weird n wacky alien sex and bodies, starring obiwan!!! open to any and all ships (or gen!) !! if ur interested you can see the faq here
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muck-raker · 1 year
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worst part of reading obi-wan-centric fanfic is having to take the planet name "stewjon" seriously
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