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ddesertmoon · 9 months

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Star Wars Fic Recs Feat. Time Travel

I think this is my favorite Star Wars trope… maybe just because sw is a tragedy and i want the characters to be happy.. maybe because I’m a sucker for the “reveal moment”… i don’t know.

Hopefully you all enjoy these as well!

(All fics are Gen unless otherwise specified!)

Back From the Future: Episode VI The Clone Wars by Ariel_Sojourner

“In which Luke Skywalker and Darth Vader travel back in time together to the Clone Wars era, have amazing adventures, and save the galaxy.”

Basically, Luke and Vader time travel and take over a clone battalion to change the major battles of the war. This is. A masterpiece. It’s insane. It feels like an actual, published story when you read it. It is told in a nonlinear way, so if you’re not into that, you probably won’t enjoy this. But I promise it’s one of the greatest fanfictions I’ve ever read, and there’s a reason it’s first on this list.

(Padme/Anakin and Obi-Wan/Satine, though neither ship is a focal point of the story)

there but for the grace of god by wanderlove

“There’s nothing particularly remarkable about Sullust.

Well, except for Obi-Wan’s time-traveling son. But, you know. Apart from that.”

I LOVE this fic. Young Luke is sent into the clone wars, and since he’s been raised by Obi-Wan on Tatooine, everyone assumes that he’s Obi’s kid. His appearance changes everything by causing the people around him to reveal deep secrets that would otherwise have led to the fall of the Jedi.

(Padme/Anakin and referenced Obi-Wan/Satine)

Old Masters, New Tricks by soft_but_gremlin

“Sixteen-year-old Obi-Wan Kenobi finds himself on Lothal in the middle of the Imperial Era. He has no idea why he's here or what all these white-clad troopers are for, but after a rocky start with a little Mandalorian, he finds out that his friend Luminara is in trouble and vows to rescue her.

Sabine Wren has no idea what this other Mandalorian is doing on Lothal, but he looks just like former rebel Korkie Kryze and he's got lightsabers on his belt. He's either going to be a fierce but foolish ally, or the Empire's paying bounty hunters to track down Jedi.”

One of the few SW fics I’ve read where characters are sent FORWARD in time! This one is really great, and I reread it all the time. The heartache Obi-Wan feels when he remembers that all his friends are dead and the heartache KANAN feels when Obi-Wan does something that reminds him of the Jedi…. Amazing.

Free Jedi to Good Home by soft_but_gremlin

“Jango Fett expected several things from this hunt on Galidraan. Three hypothermic Jedi children stumbling into his camp was not one of those things.”

Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka (and maybe a few others, later on 👀) are sent back in time to change the outcome of the massacre at Galidraan. This one is REALLY great and I especially love the sequel (which is currently unfinished but very suspenseful and exciting)

The Making of Mavericks by AppoApples

“Master Obi-Wan Kenobi couldn't let her just walk out into the galaxy without a lifeline. With Commander Cody and Captain Rex at his side, Obi-Wan tries to give Ahsoka some well meant advice. But the Force was listening and decided these four souls needed to blaze a better path. With all that has happened to them, waking up twenty-five years in the past shouldn't be a big deal, right?”

Time travel with Obi-Wan, Ahsoka, Rex, AND Cody! FOUR people. Crazy. The classic “Obi-Wan is sent back to his childhood to change things before Anakin ever enters the picture” fic. It greatly surpassed my expectations for a time travel fic though! One of the best for sure.

Legacy by myrlendi (thehistorygeek)

“Three months after the Battle of Endor, Luke Skywalker goes in search of a rumoured Jedi temple in a secluded part of the Mid Rim. He finds within the temple nothing but a strange artifact, which unexpectedly brings him much closer to the Jedi of old than he ever thought he would be.

When Luke fails to return from his mission, Leia goes after him, retracing his steps to the ancient temple — and to the past, to the time of the Clone Wars and the waning years of the Old Republic. Under suspicion by the Jedi Order, the twins struggle to find a way back to their own time while trying to keep their knowledge of the future from affecting the past.”

Okay, time travel with Luke Skywalker is great (one of my favorite things!), but time travel with Luke AND Leia??? Perfect. I love when she’s included.. it usually leads to some very interesting interactions between her and Anakin.

Luminous We Are by AppoApples

“Master Obi-Wan Kenobi is filled with regrets when the Padawan he chooses is assigned to Anakin. When he discovers that it was Yoda's meddling that had prevented him from being a Padawan in his own youth, the betrayal runs deep. Wondering what could have been, a trick of the Force throws him back in time, where he learns to put his trust in the Force, not the High Council.

Redemption of Qui-Gon Jinn had he not been forced to take a Padawan before he was ready, and where the Order learns to take another course that put quite a wrench in the Sith plans. Start of the Clone Wars to 44BBY AU of the Apprentice books. Cheeky Obi-Wan and Mandalorian shenanigans.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi being adopted by Mandalorians is QUITE a popular trope in this fandom for some reason… I think it’s actually a tag on Ao3 now (don’t quote me on that). Anyway, this fic is one of the few where the time traveler is unable to rely on (very much of) their knowledge from the future.

(Obi-Wan/Quinlan)

The Kenobi Scandal by AppoApples

“One moment they are speeding on their way to Mos Eisley, only to be hit by a Force instigated sandstorm, and the next thing Ben Kenobi knows is he wearing his old armour with the Jedi insignia and Luke can't find the droids. What's a Jedi to do when he finds himself back before the fall of the Republic? Come up with a cover story more scandalous than time travel: ‘Luke, this is Anakin Skywalker. Anakin, this is my son, Luke Kenobi.’”

Amazing! I really like when we see the potential Luke has with some formal Jedi training. And although there is a cover story for Luke’s (and Obi-Wan’s, technically) time travel, there are still some lovely emotional outbursts :)

(Obi-Wan/Satine and Luke/Ahsoka)

Gone Are The Days by theycallmesuperboy

“While investigating an ancient Jedi distress signal in the Outer Rim, Luke Skywalker and Wedge Antilles are mysteriously sent back in time to the last days of the Republic, and stranded on Naboo, meeting two people Luke could only have ever dreamed of meeting: his parents.

Only, due to Luke's "quick thinking," the two are lead to believe that Luke and Wedge are just like them: a secretly married couple, due to Luke's status as a Jedi.”

Luke gets an opportunity to really get to know his dead parents, and Wedge gets to kiss Luke. I’m a sucker for the fake dating trope lmao, and combined with time travel? Zoo wee mama!

(Luke/Wedge and Padme/Anakin)

Significant Brain Damage by AppoApples

“Luke Skywalker finds himself in the past as Anakin Skywalker. Obi-Wan finds himself retraining his old apprentice who has permanent amnesia while also taking on Anakin's Padawan, being a General, a Council member -during a Galactic Civil War, and fighting for a Republic he's beginning to lose faith in. Clone Wars, no paradox, no easy fix it.”

I love this one so much. Luke has to kind of pretend to be Anakin.. but everyone around him just thinks he’s had some amnesia and a major personality change. I LIVE for the “why is Anakin so much nicer now” moments.

(Padme/Sabe and Obi-Wan/Satine)

Also you may notice that this is the FOURTH fic by AppoApples on this list… I love their ideas so much.

May Death Find You Alive by Must_Be_Thursday

“Anakin finds himself trapped in a nightmare, reliving the same day. He tries. He tries to change things, but it always ends the same.

With a broken bond and a dead best friend.

He's not sure how many times he'll be able to watch the life leave Obi-Wan before he loses his mind.”

Let’s switch it up! Groundhog Day style time loops are always fun, and this one saves the universe! So yay! Fr though, Anakin learns to trust Obi-Wan and it changes everything.

The More I Live The More I See This Life is Not About Me by K_R_Closson

“After touching a mysterious artifact, Cody's general is suddenly a child with the memories to match. Cody has to coax a suspicious adolescent back to base without alerting the nearby Separatists of their presence.

Reversing his general's age an easier fix than Cody thought it would be, but he didn't factor in the possibility that Obi-Wan might not want to give up his self in order to become General Kenobi again. It'd be easier to think if he didn't have an insidious voice in his head, whispering to him to distrust the Jedi.”

This one is technically just de-aging, with Obi-Wan becoming his thirteen year old self, but I consider it similar enough to time travel to be included, and it has a lot of the same tropes. It’s very well written, and the dialogue flows excellently with the descriptions.

what is necessary (for love and war) by hellowkatey

“His fingers reach for the hilt that has become as familiar as his own after that three-day journey back from Melida/Daan. He couldn’t stand to put the boy's saber down until he reached his quarters and reality finally set in.

Obi-Wan didn’t come back with him. Once again, he is without a Padawan.

The moment cool durasteel meets his fingertips, the overwhelming presence of Obi-Wan slams into him so hard the room begins to spin. Qui-Gon sinks to the floor, saber clutched in both hands and pressed tight against his chest as though it’s actually Obi-Wan he’s hugging.

‘You have to go back.’”

This time it’s Qui-Gon who is sent forward through time, into the clone wars. The time travel in this fic doesn’t really change anything (as in, it’s not a fix-it), but it gives some great insight into Qui-Gon’s character.

Chosen One (derogatory) by annathecrow

“Asajj Ventress, the chosen savior of the galaxy. Force help us all.”

VENTRESS is the one to go back in time. Isn’t that crazy??? Isn’t that an insane premise?????? It was SO fun to read.

(Ventress/Shmi)

One Step Forward, Two Steps Back by K_R_Closson

“Ahsoka Tano told Din to bring Grogu to the Seeing Stone on Tython, and Grogu would be able to call out to other Jedi. Ahsoka Tano did not say that other Jedi might call out to him or that the pillar of blue light was actually a type of planetary transportation.

Din ends up on a planet he's never heard of with nothing but his armor and his child. A lot has changed but his mandate hasn't. He must reunite Grogu with one of his kind. But first, he has to help these ade win a civil war against the dar'buir who abandoned them.”

Din travels back to the war on Melida/Daan, where one of our favorite padawans was struggling to lead the Young to victory (hint: he’s a fan favorite who almost always ends up being adopted by Mandalorians). I really like this one! It’s less about changing the past, and more about character growth and relationships.

Bonus: Incomplete Fics

I wanted to separate these from the fics above, which are all complete.

from this moment hangs eternity by EvanHart

“If Luke – Force, his son – was talking about slave chips, something must have gone wrong in the future.

Or, a six-year-old Luke ends up in the middle of the Clone Wars, meets his father, and changes the fate of the galaxy on the way.”

I’m a real sucker for child Luke. Gotta say. He’s ADORABLE. and moments of gut-wrenching sadness interrupted by his little sunshine smiles?? Oh my god?

Chapters: 10/15

Oya Manda’lor! by Cloud__Chaser

“After giving up his child to Luke Skywalker, Din Djarin has found himself without a purpose. Filling in the gaps by completing bounties for Boba Fett, Din comes across a strange artifact that leaves him stranded in time.

Who knows, maybe Din's complete lack of knowledge of the world outside of the outer rim will lead to the fall of the empire before it even begins...”

Din basically becomes the most admired person on Mandalore in the span of like. A week. after he travels back in time. It’s really funny, and something I like to read when I’m in a good mood!

Chapters: 38/?

(Din/Jaster)

Also, it’s been over a year since this updated (as of the date I’m posting this), so beware, it may or may not be abandoned.

Sith Lord Swell by AMournfulHowlInTheNight

“‘Well, looks like we're all Sith Lords, now. I hope you've all been practicing your most menacing laughter for our first run in with the Jedi Council.’

Ben could only sigh and raise a distasteful eyebrow at the cross shaped, red lightsaber he was given. Down the line other students were also handling their new weapons and robes with a raised eyebrow here and quizzical expression there.

‘Really, uncle?’

‘Really. I don't want to compete with the local Jedi population.’

Why did Jedi politics and time travel have to be so difficult?”

Like most Star Wars fans, I’m not a big fan of the sequels (‘somehow, Palpatine returned’ my ass), BUT! This fic, involving a young Ben Solo and old Luke Skywalker, was a lot of fun to read.

Chapters: 13/?

There is another Skywalker by WabiSabi

“‘They couldn't narrow down the precise relationship due to some strange contamination in the sample. But when they launched a search in the DNA databank they found a match. Reliability of 50%, which only happens between parent-child and—’

‘Siblings,’ Master Kenobi completes, voice faint. ‘Full-blood siblings.’

The clone nods. ‘She was estimated to be around 30-years-old, so by process of exclusion, Leia Solo would be General Skywalker’s older sister by 9 years.’”

This time, it’s just Leia who’s sent to the past! Technically Luke lives as a voice in her head, but it’s pretty much just Leia. Also, I really like the premise that the temple runs a DNA test and assumes that she’s Anakin’s sibling. It’s a lot of fun!

Chapters: 10/?

Also, it’s been over a year since this updated (as of the date I’m posting this), so beware, it may or may not be abandoned.

Companion of the Ancestors by Omegarose

“Ahsoka finds herself in a strange place, out of contact with Obi-Wan and alone with the twins. The Force feels like it hasn't in years, and she runs into a man who has to be an idiot for the way he's acting like a Jedi two years after Order 66.

((Dooku, Qui-Gon, Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka all meet each other when they're 19 years old. With the addition of the Skywalker twins and a slightly-younger (than Ahsoka remembers him) Yoda.))”

I love Ahsoka, I love Luke and Leia, I love Obi-Wan… I love this fic. All of the secrets and reveals and drama! So much fun!

Chapters: 10/?

You’re not able to read this fic unless you have an Ao3 account, but those are easy to make. If anyone doesn’t know how to make one, I’m happy to make a post explaining the process!

That’s all, folks! 20 fics is… a lot. And there are A LOT of characters in all that… So, sorry for the exorbitant amount of tags I’ll be using here. Happy reading!

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guestiguess · 2 months

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Mentally I'm still HERE.

Unrelated (Kind of?! Anyways), i read THIS FIC between the last pic and this one uh uhhh still thinking about it. A little bit of hurt never hurts. Right? Right!

#star wars #sw fanart #thrawn #eli vanto #hurt/no comfort #bob the moth #it was fun #the guilt that Eli has to experience #Not only that his love will not be returned #It's also his fault that Thrawn is literally swallowed up by his love #damn #Thrawn: sorry that I couldn't love you...#Liebe essen Seele auf #sw fic rec #thranto

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wackyart · 1 year

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Mandalorian related fics:

Just a reminder that I have a few published fics on AO3 with recent ships such as Paz Vizsla/ The Armorer and some Din Djarin/ Bo Katan on my profile !

"The Little Warrior": A soft fic with papa Paz and baby Ragnar and of course the Armorer. Something cute, fluffy and soft ! No tw whatsoever ! Link here !

"The Joy of Innocence": Basically Paz and Ragnar playing outside and something cute happens ! No tw whatsoever, just fluff and cute stuff (because I am soft for this duo) ! Link here !

"Armor": Okay so this one will be published this week and bOI this one is a steamy one so TW TW TW EXPLICIT CONTENT !! A Paz Vizsla/ Armorer fic and there's no real "time period" when this takes place. Other than that, nothing else triggering or whatnot.

"Beyond the Battlefield": This baby is nearly 30k words done. I'm not kidding. This is a Din Djarin/Bo Katan fic, taking place before episode 6, with some canon divergence and I'm hoping to finish her entirely this month ! TW for canon typical violence, eventual smut and stuff.

"Steel and Starlight": Basically follow-up after episode 6 of the Season 3, some DinBo content for the fam :D To be posted this weekend !

NB: Please do NOT make your self-promo on my works. Arts or writings. I find it super annoying and uncomfortable and I see people literally promoting their own fics shamelessly in my comments. My dude this is not the place, nor time to do that !

NB 2: Don't like don't read. It's as simple as that !

NB 3: Those are fanfics, no need to take them seriously or get mad about them. I get this might not be a ship you like or else but coming onto the posts/fics dedicated to the specific ship in order to sh*t on it ain't gonna make the author/artist delete the post bestie. Think about that and the time you're spending searching for said "hated content" to just criticize it 💀

#dinbo #din x bo katan #din djarin x bo katan kryze #paz vizsla x armorer #paz vizsla #ragnar vizsla #fic #ao3 works #ao3 stuff #dinbo fic #sw fic rec #star wars #the mandalorian season 3 #the mandalorian spoilers

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ann-i-inthestars · 1 year

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Fic authors self rec! When you get this, reply with your favorite five fics that you've written, then pass on to at least five other writers. Let’s spread the self-love <3

I was tagged by @prowlingthunder and this is harder then I was expecting it to be!

First would absolutely be, Fragmented Star Systems.

- Vader finds Luke at a very young age, in slavery, on Tatooine. It changes everything. (It is also the start of my Tatooine Slave Culture, which is something I am very proud of)

Second is very much Clones Have it Right with @ fiveshasarrived.

-Fives accidentally posts a video he shouldn’t have on the galaxy wide holonet. It saves the galaxy.

Third, To Living.

-The Force is really sick of all the clones dying. So it starts reincarnating them into other universes.

Fourth, What Dreams Are Made Of.

-teenage Anakin and Rex are sharing dreams. It changes the course of the Clone Wars entirely.

And Finally, Mar’eyir Aliit.

-Echo refuses to leave Crosshair behind on Kamino. He isn’t going to leave the rest of his vod’e with the Empire if he can help it, either. (Or, Echo starts a Clone rebellion)

No pressure tags! @jebiknights, @retroyy1138, @littledumplingwrites, @abelunwilling, and @nonbinariwankenobi

#writer asks #fic rec #self rec #sw fic rec #Dad vader #tatooine slave culture #social media au #arc trooper fives #reincarnation au #domino squad #rexwalker #soulmate au #canon divergence #crossecho

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jebiknights · 3 days

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countless other things

I got an @obiquinbingo around when they first started and then just... never did any of the fills lmao. But now I'm getting back into Star Wars and finally finished some of those old fics <3

Don’t be stupid, Kenobi. You that afraid of sharing a bed with me?” Quinlan scoffed with a roll of his eyes. -- Padawans Obi-Wan and Quinlan are forced to share a bed after Quinlan is injured on a mission. Obi-Wan is reluctant for reasons he doesn't understand, or perhaps doesn't want to admit. ObiQuin Bingo: Only One Bed

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As Obi-Wan surveyed the room he and Quinlan managed to rent for the night, he fiddled with his braid – a nervous tell he desperately needed to rid himself of. The dim star that hung ever present in the sky barely lit the small but tidy room. A single bed was pushed against the wall.

It could probably fit two people if they tried, but he wasn’t particularly eager to. Mostly it was because he was afraid of jostling Quinlan’s injury, but also… an odd anxiety was growing within him.

"You take the bed, I'll take first watch," he offered as he turned to give his fellow Padawan a tired smile.

Quinlan shook his head, the locs that had fallen loose from his hair tie bouncing off his chin with the force of it.

“You’re just as tired as I am,” he insisted, “and we should be safe enough here. The Force will look after us for a few hours.”

“Then I’ll meditate. You’re the one who was thrown around, and that way I can still keep an eye out in the Force for any problems,” Obi-Wan said, looking away from him as his face heated uncomfortably. “Just in case. I’ll be fine.”

Maybe it was the guilt making him feel this way, he wasn’t sure. Something in him was screaming to not get into that bed with Quinlan. He moved towards the chair tucked into the corner in hopes it might have a cushion he could move to the floor. Admittedly though, he couldn't actually tell if it had padding at all in low light.

“Don’t be stupid, Kenobi. You that afraid of sharing a bed with me?” Quinlan scoffed with a roll of his eyes. He grabbed Obi-Wan's wrist, stopping him in his tracks.

Obi-Wan stole a glance at him, unsure if it would be weirder to stay turned away or to look at him. A smirk was crawling across the Kiffar's face, dimmed as it was by the teen's exhaustion. Quinlan’s gloves rubbed against the skin of his inner arm, and it was all he could do to not yank it away.

“I just don’t think there will be enough space with your injury,” he said finally. “Not to mention with the way you toss and turn, I’d get a more restful sleep on the ground.”

The Force pinged with the half truth and he knew that Quinlan had caught it. It was the only answer he could come up with that spoke to this feeling of unease. The only answer he was willing to admit to.

“It’ll be fine for a few hours. We should be able to fit if at least one of us sleeps on our side. Besides, then you can keep an extra close eye on me, doc.” Quinlan wiggled his eyebrows at him.

Obi-Wan felt the heat in his face start to rise again, but he willed it away with a roll of his eyes. He was honestly too tired to keep arguing the point, uneasy or not.

"Fine, but you're the one sleeping on your back. Otherwise I think you may accidentally suffocate me in my sleep."

“Hah, kinky,” Quinlan wheezed out a laugh, reaching for his side in an aborted movement.

Worry seized in Obi-Wan's stomach, strong enough that Quinlan seemed to feel it through his shielding. His Force presence, tinged with mild pain, brushed against the spiky worry.

Selfishly, Obi-Wan let himself be soothed.

“Lay down first; I’ll crawl on from the end once you’ve situated yourself,” he said after a moment.

Quinlan didn't argue any further, radiating satisfaction from getting his way, and let himself fall onto the bed with a pained 'oomf'. Obi-Wan reached out as if to help in some way but was waved off. Once Quinlan was situated as comfortable as he could make himself, he reached up to tug his hair tie free from the few locs it still pulled back.

Only then did Obi-Wan feel ready to risk laying on the bed himself. The two of them – nearly grown by the standards of their species – were pushing the limit of what the bed could handle, but they both managed to achieve some semblance of comfort. Heart racing frantically, he forced himself to relax.

Quinlan turned that tired smirk back onto him again. “See? Was that so difficult?”

“Ask me again after we’ve actually slept.”

“Always a critic…”

“I am not!”

Quinlan didn’t bother responding. Instead, he just laughed and laughed at the indignant expression that was surely on Obi-Wan’s face. Obi-Wan huffed and let his head fall into the crook of his arm, warm with the sound of his friend’s amusement. Exhaustion was quickly overtaking them both now that they were no longer standing.

It didn’t take long for Quinlan to drift off into sleep, a small grin still on his face. Finally safe. Finally able to slow down.

Rest didn’t come as easily for Obi-Wan.

He felt warm, unreasonably warm, and not just from the heat Quinlan was radiating. Weary to the bone, and yet sleep didn’t come for hours. Some part of it might've been the worry that plagued him all night, the need he felt to keep watch while Quinlan rested his injury.

That wasn’t all of it. He knew it wasn’t.

Something still felt off – with him, with the situation. Something he couldn’t parse out or maybe didn’t want to parse out.

(Something that was tickling in the back of his head, in his chest, in his stomach.)

This was far from the first time they had shared a bed – they’d done it multiple times during the Stark Space War, and even once or twice on more recent missions. Sharing beds in general was common for initiates (though Quinlan largely grew up away from the Temple) when they needed the touch and comfort that was key for growing up healthy.

Being in bed with Quinlan was nothing new.

So why did it feel like something was different?

Obi-Wan huffed, pressing his back against the wall so he could get a better view of the room. Quinlan shifted in response, murmuring quietly before settling with his face turned towards him.

His hair was spread out around him like a halo, like in Nabooian stained glass portraits. He looked surprisingly relaxed for all that he was stuck sleeping on his back with a cracked rib.

Obi-Wan wanted to laugh at the way his mouth was hanging open like a youngling, a single loc dangerously close to falling inside. He reached out and delicately brushed it from Quinlan's face, careful not to wake him.

With warm cheeks, Obi-Wan snatched his hand back as if he’d been burned.

What the kriff was he doing?

Quinlan was his best friend, outside of Bant. Quinlan might be his best friend, period, actually. Regardless, tender was not an emotion he would ascribe to their relationship.

And yet…

His chest felt bruised, looking at him. Like he was the one who had cracked a rib. There was so much he already knew about Quinlan – how he looked when he was mad, when he was sad, when he was showing off, when he was euphoric over a grift gone right – and yet he longed to know more.

Longed to know what he looked like when blissfully happy.

Longed to know what it felt like to kiss him.

Obi-Wan dropped down to hide his face in his arms again. Unwilling to face the truth he had been ignoring this entire mission. From maybe even before this mission. If he had it his way he would keep ignoring it, keep repressing it (something his lineage was great at), but faced with this familiar closeness… Well, he was only human.

He had a crush on his best friend.

Which meant he was truly and utterly karked.

Sleep was further from reach than ever.

#quinobi #obiquin #obi wan kenobi #quinlan vos #obiquinbingo #flimsi tag #obi wan #quinlan #sw fic rec

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obixwan · 1 year

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what’s the harm?

pairings: obi wan x reader (pre attack of the clones)

word count: 1,400 ish

blurb: Quinlan set Obi-Wan up with a friend and now, Obi-Wan can’t help himself.

warnings: platonic friends turned almost lovers, alcohol, disregard for the jedi code i guess? quinlan?

notes: god i am sorry i know ive been absent from tumblr for ages lol just burnt out uni student things! anyway enjoy this fluffy kenobi as an apology!! ( wasn’t sure how to end it so i left it on a cliff hanger lol) once again, it’s unedited

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graphic made by the beautiful @saradika 🫶🏻🥰🥹

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Obi-Wan’s eyes had not left her all night. Stars, he knows he’s tiptoeing the line, a balancing act well deserving of an applause from an adoring crowd. He knows he’s edging into the dangerous territory, attachment within the reach of his fingertips, tempting him. He knows this could swallow him up just as quick as it could spit him back out. But he’s tested the waters and he’s found he quite likes the temperature. So what’s the harm in diving in head first?

A sharp elbow to his ribs, an almost spilt beer, it’s enough to tear his gaze away from her. He turns to his old friend, ready to tell him to keep his boney elbows to himself but Quinlan is already looking at him with the biggest all-knowing, shit-eating smirk. “Oh, I never thought I’d see the day, Kenobi.” He lets out an irritatingly loud laugh, head thrown back and hand slapping his thigh and everything, as if this predicament Obi-Wan finds himself in (which is also partly Quin’s fault in the first place), is the funnest thing in the whole galaxy. “You have it bad, my friend.” He says, drawing out the word bad for emphasis, as if it really needed it.

Two weeks ago, Quinlan had dragged Obi-Wan out of the temple, away from his research session. He said he had something Obi-Wan just had to see. If Obi-Wan had known Quinlan was dragging him along on a double date just so Quin could actually get a date, would Obi-Wan have gone along with it? Absolutely not. But that wasn’t the point. What business did he and Quin have going on dates? They were Jedi and the last time Obi-Wan checked, attachment, and everything that came with it, was still strictly under the No Go section. Quinlan had never been much for the rules. And that was how he, Obi-Wan Kenobi, ended up at Tex’s Dinner, ordering milkshakes and sitting across from quite possibly the prettiest thing he’d ever seen in the whole galaxy.

Ever since then, Obi-Wan had found a way to spend every free second looking at her. He was not in the business of denying himself the right to look at beautiful things, after all. Life was too short for that.

Obi-Wan rolls his eyes but that, unfortunately, does not prevent Quinlan from being right. Obi-Wan was cursed. He was fixated, down bad, in deep, head over heels, whatever turn of phrase you wanted to use. It was as if this girl had engraved herself right over the palpating muscle in his chest the moment her eyes had locked on to his over milkshakes.

He watches as she dances with Quinlan’s partner, Grace, out on the dance floor of the bar the two girls had picked. Honestly, it’s decent, for Coruscant. The lighting is enough to see by, the music is loud enough to dance to without feeling like a fool but not so loud that you can’t keep track of a conversation.

“Are you going to dance with her, Kenobi, or are you just going to stare at her?”

Obi-Wan shakes his head, ignoring Quinlan and his obnoxious smirk.

At least here, if only for tonight, he is not a Jedi Knight About To Become A Jedi Master Who Is About To Take On His Own Padawan, which is strangely akin to fatherhood, if you asked Obi-Wan, even though the other jedi try to reject the similarities between parenthood and taking on a padawan. Obi-Wan still feels like he is adopting Anakin anyway. Tonight, he is just a guy, out on the town, having fun with his girl. This is, perhaps, Obi-Wan’s last taste of normalcy but he expects it won’t be Quin’s.

She’s making her way over to him now, legs wobbling, a huge cheeky grin on her face, digging into her flushed cheeks. Her giggles echo over the music of the bar. The Starberry wine has stained her lips a deliciously blushed colour and she has a glint in her eye.

Obi-Wan can remember every time his heart has swelled at the sight of something beautiful. The feeling of it, goosebumps all over his body, a breath hitched in his throat. Hyperspace, the stars blurring with the speed. Naboo and it’s grasslands and gardens. Padme Amidala. Shaak Ti’s mastery of Makashi and Ataru and her grace and serendity in battle. And now… Her.

She’s giggling as she lets herself flop down into the conversation booth, next to Obi-Wan. He can feel the warmth of her radiating through his tunic. The small of her infiltrates his nose, sweet like summertime. He groans internally. He is so in trouble. Her hand lands on his thigh and she’s leaning into him as she tries to right herself in the seat.

Across from them, Grace has found her spot next to Quinlan and now her fingers are tracing the yellow markings of the Kiffar’s skin. Obi-Wan clears his throat, excusing himself and tearing his eyes away from the couple and their intimate moment but without conversation, he is all too aware of her, inching closer and closer into his side, her breath tickling his skin.

“Obi,” She whispers softly, lips grazing his neck, and Obi-Wan has to close his eyes to keep still, to not startle her away from this closeness he’s been longing for. When his mind is calm, he opens his eyes to see Quin silently laughing at him from across the booth, Grace now peppering his neck and shoulders with kisses.

“Will you take me home?” She asks, so sweetly, eyes peering up at him from under her thick lashes. He nods, finishing his drink as she downs the rest of her wine, giggling again as Obi-Wan catches her as she missteps out of the booth.

He taps the table as a way of farewelling Quin and Grace, pays off their tab, and lets her lead him out of the bar, hand in hand. His training is screaming at him to let go, to pull his hand away, to reject this simple touch and he knows he probably should but his instincts are taking over every bit of training and his hand wraps around hers anyway. The city is bustling as they make their way back to her apartment lot. The planet that never sleeps lives up to its name, people coming and going everywhere. After weaving through the sports district, they finally come to her apartment.

“Would you like to come in, Obi-Wan?”

He loves the sound of his name coming from her berry stained lips. The way it sounds so sweet but tonight he doesn’t want to be Obi-Wan. He doesn’t want to be Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jedi Knight, Man of Responsibility. He just wants to be a man who is in love with a woman. He doesn’t want to have to think about the repercussions crossing her doorstep is sure to bring in the morning. He doesn’t want to think about Anakin, the future, the wider galaxy. He doesn't want to think about anything except this girl and this moment. He nods.

She fumbles with the keys, giggling as her clumsy fingers slip. When the door finally swings open, she lets out a loud laugh, and he laughs too, following her and shutting the door behind her. She sits her purse on the table by the entrance and kicks off her heels. Obi-Wan toes off his boots.

Her apartment is almost as beautiful as her. Colours everywhere but not in a cluttered way. In an artful, tasteful kind of way. As he takes it in, she asks if he likes the apartment. He nods again.

“Good.” She says, laughing. “I’d be out of a job if you didn’t.”

“You’re an interior designer?”

She nods as she makes her way through to the kitchen. She pulls out a glass and fills it with water, she doesn't ask if he wants a glass, but pours him one anyway. Their fingers brush as he accepts, sending tingles up his arm. He follows her through the house, as she leads him through to her bedroom.

“Will you stay?” She asks, eyes fluttering.

:･ﾟ✧:･.☽˚｡･ﾟ✧:･.:

tags: @morganlefaye13 @lucyysthings (if you are striked out, i coulnd’t find you. please check your settings or message me your new @)

#obi wan kenobi #obi wan kenobi x reader #obi wan kenobi fic #obi wan kenobi fic rec #obi wan kenobi imagine #emma writes #star wars x reader #sw x reader #sw fic rec #tcw fic rec #star wars fic rec

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coline7373 · 3 months

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hi!!! I hope it's okay to send an anon but I think I saw something about a codywan fic rec but I can't find it! did you make it?

Hello!!!!

Anon and question are always ok 😊

I made a codywan fic rec last year and I'm working on one this year, that's true!

It's just not done yet, because I'm moding @starwarsalltypesoflove , an event that I made with @thesunlikehoney and participating in.

Go check it out!

It has taken over my life, just after participating in @codyday2224 , which was pretty consuming and came just after I participated in @codywanfirstkissbingo for the whole of december.

Needless to say, I feel a bit stretched thin 😅

In light of that, I will complete it but I will also take my time, so it's not gonna be soon-soon. If you follow #sw fic rec, #tcw fic rec and/or #codywan fic rec, you won't miss it once I'm done with it, though!

Thank you for the interest. I haven't given up or forget but you have made even more motivated to follow through! 💪🧡👍🌞🎉

#star wars #the clone wars #commander cody #obi wan kenobi #codywan #clone wars #tcw #sw fic rec #tcw fic rec #codywan fic recs #sw fanfic #tcw fanfic #codywan fanfic

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elismor · 1 year

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TCW Fic Recs

I have been meaning to do this for a while now and I would like to make a regular habit of it...so someone please hold me to it?

Three TCW Fics I Loved and Think You Should Read

In no particular order...

What Story to Tell by @wanderingjedihistorian

Alpha 17/ Obi-Wan/Cody, but not in any explicit way. And a very sweet piece about how beloved Cody is by both of them and all the tiny clones. It's delightful.

A Ballast in the Rip by @cacodaemonia

Waxer/Boil with a very tiny bit of spice, but nothing explicit. This is a horror story with great suspense. 22k and complete. I read it while it was being posted one chapter at a time and had a blast trying to figure out what was going on. It's atmospheric and poignant and lays a great foundation for their relationship. There is also accompanying art by caco--which is, as usual, amazing.

I'll Bend Your Light Around Me (A Sunrise At My Back) by @itsgoldleaf

Codywan, written for this year's Sleep Bingo. ~4300 words. Five times Obi-Wan is alone with Cody, and one time Cody is alone with Obi-Wan. A little bit of spice and a lot of gorgeous words. My comment on this fic was a bit of rambling and this: You win AO3 today. You win fanfic today.

#fic recs #sw fic rec #tcw fic recs #waxer/boil #codywan #cody/alpha/17/obi-wan #clone shipping #elis shares her reading list

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weixuldo · 8 months

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Unconditionally Epilogue (pt 1)

Anakin X Reader

a/n: UNCONDITIONALLY IS BACK FOR A FINAL GOODBYE!! this fic really means a lot to me and i wanted to end it out with an epilogue, so here is said epilogue!! (i always said i’d get to it, didn’t i? hehe) this one has a bit of fanservice lolll, I had to incorperate the og trilogy somewhere!

10 years later...

Warnings: cursing, kids?

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The sun was hot as you walked from your car into the bakery; today was the twins' birthday and you were going in to fetch their cake.

As you walked across the warm asphalt you offered your hand behind you, in no time a smaller hand grabbed yours and you smiled.

Your daughter returned the expression, “Hi, Mommy!”.

“Hi baby” you smiled back.

Five years ago, your and Anakin’s first daughter together was born, Rey; she was an unexpected surprise that came right as you finished med school.

You had her in the winter before you started your residency at the city’s biggest hospital.

The twins were 12 when Rey was born and were beyond excited for the new addition. They spent most of their free time playing with her and Leia would even teach her new concepts she learned in school (not that Rey remembered any of that).

Your daughter looked alot like you, but she definitely had some signature skywalker traits; her thick luscious hair, her high cheekbones, and her beautiful eyes.

You absolutely adored her.

When you told Anakin the news all those years ago, he could hardly believe his ears; he didn’t think that he would have the opportunity to be a new father again, but he was ecstatic.

Throughout the pregnancy he would kiss your belly and run over your bump with his own arms, rather than the stiff prosthetics; he told you it was because he didn’t want to disturb the baby with the more harsh motions he made with them on.

Around that time he was just returning to work again and came home exhausted from all of the walking and meticulous tasks, yet he would still make sure you were as comfortable as you could be before he would relax for the night.

He was so thoughtful.

As for Anakin himself, he had his good days and his bad days, but as the years passed his good days began to outweigh the bad ones. His body had gotten accustomed to his prosthetics and he was able to go a whole day with them on without too much discomfort.

He got himself back to a healthy weight and even started working out again; his routine was much different than what it used to be, but with the help of some specially designed prosthetics he was able to go to the gym with little to no trouble.

Nowadays his biceps and triceps were particularly defined- some of the new devices allowed him to hold weights and even hold his weight on the pull-up bar. He also got some running blades and tried to make it to the track at least once a week.

He still had bouts of phantom pains, but those only really came after long periods of wearing his limbs or when he would get stressed.

His lungs also got significantly better over time with multiple treatments in the earlier years; now they only gave him trouble in winter when the air got thin and crisp.

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“Mommy, which cake are we getting for Lukey and Sissy?” Rey asked as she surveyed the assortments of colored cakes in the glass display case.

“The baker made their’s specially, so we just have to pick it up” you smiled as you waited for a worker to assist you.

Today was Luke and Leia’s 18th birthday and were planning a big party. When the twins got into highschool they both made a plethora of friends, so since it was their birthday and so close to school being back in session they decided to have an end of summer and birthday party.

It took a while to get the date sorted out because you and Anakin had your 10th anniversary vacation planned for around this time since last year.

You decided that you would celebrate the twin’s birthday with the family and close friends then they could have their party later in the week when you and Anakin were gone.

Maybe it seemed irresponsible to leave two newly 18 year olds to an empty house as you went across the country for a weekend, but you and Anakin trusted the kids, they were responsible and with Leia around, nothing would get too crazy. She grew up to be just as mature as you always figured she would.

Finally an attendant came up to help you and gave you the cake box in no time.

“Alright baby, let's go home” you said to your daughter who trailed behind you with an sweet smile on her face.

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Across town, Anakin sat in his office going through documents on his large touch screen computer.

It was a really good thing for him to be able to go back. The office celebrated his return with a nice cocktail party downtown (very fitting for the prestige of his company).

Even though you had been with him for a decade, you still weren't quite sure what his business did, you just knew it was very successful (obviously with the income he made).

He and Ben tried to educate you countless times, but you were never a big economics or business girly.

“I think I’ll just stick to my medical knowledge and leave the economy to you guys” you jokingly told him and Ben.

Anakin’s return was pretty seamless, he never lost the momentum he once had at work. He hated pity and sympathy more than anything so he made sure to let his work speak for his capabilities. And after only a month and a half back he brought the company's stock up 17%; safe to say no one was questioning his capabilities after that.

Today was no different, he was on a grind to get extra work done so that he wouldn’t be behind after coming back from the vacation.

His office was pretty tricked out with innovative tech to help him do things easier. First off, everything was digitized since he didn’t have the dexterity to sift through stacks of papers. Everything was touchscreen for his convenience as well (he wore one of those touchscreen gloves at work).

The doorway to his suite was expanded so he could go in and out easier on days that he needed his wheelchair.

He also had a bigger office so that he could bring R2; he even had a little treat jar for him.

Anakin leaned back in his chair and stretched.

“Almost done Artoo, then we’ll go back home, alright?” he promised, petting the dog beside him.

After another 30 minutes Anakin was finally finished; he gathered up some of his stuff and put on his work backpack and suit coat. He grabbed R2’s leash and hooked it on to his “service dog” vest before heading for the door.

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“Leia, who are you all inviting to the party?” Luke asked from the kitchen.

“I don’t know? Probably some of my friends from model UN and maybe a few from debate club” she shouted back from the couch.

She turned to the guy she was leaning on, “you’re definitely coming to the party”.

He made a face, “no, actually I’m not coming and I never wanna see you again”.

“That's fine” she said nonchalantly and turned the other way.

“Let's see how you function without me,” she smiled to herself.

“You’re right, what would I do without you? How would I take care of Chewie on my own? The horror… the Horror!” he cried dramatically.

She giggled and cuddled further into him, “You’re so stupid, Han”.

“Right back atcha sweetheart” he winked before kissing her gently.

Han Solo was Leia’s long term boyfriend; they started talking in middle school but Anakin didn’t want her to date until sophomore year of high school and even then he didn’t want her to date, but you convinced him to loosen up (Leia was insanely grateful).

The two of them met after they were assigned to a project in physics class; Leia hated physics and just wanted to be in her gov and econ class that was next period, but she was stuck here with a sarcastic lab partner.

She was annoyed, thinking she would have to do all of the work for their labs but he surprised her; one lab required a long list of calculations so they split them down the middle and Han finished all three of his before Leia had even gotten to the second one.

“You’re not the only one with brains here,” he said.

“B-but-”

“I know I look as dumb as a bag of rocks, but I sure know my numbers”.

From then on, she was hooked.

Han had an outward impression of a kind of trouble maker, but he was one of the most genuine kids out there. He was very polite the first time everyone met him and even helped Leia choose a birthday gift for you. He was about a year and a half older than the twins, but had taken a gap year to work.

Leia was really really into him; she would come ask for advice on how to keep the relationship healthy and how to be a great girlfriend. It was cute.

Han also had an absolutely massive dog named Chewie who was a big sweetheart; he had long brown fur and was always smiling with his tongue out.

Often Han would bring Chewie over to the house because he got along really well with Artoo; they spent many afternoons playing in the backyard while everyone else did their own things.

As for your kids (when the twins were twelve, you legally adopted them), they turned out to be wonderful people with amazing goals; you and Anakin were beyond proud of them.

Leia was academically focused and even solidified the spot as the class valedictorian. She joined the debate club and model UN- a natural leader and you and Anakin were beyond proud of the young woman she turned out to be (afterall, you had been raising her for most of her life at this point).

You and her bonded over your shared love for learning and not long after you and Anakin were wed, she started calling you “mom”.

Unlike her brother, Leia was content spending the weekend at the house just reading books and watching random dramas (not to say she didn’t like a good party); she just didn’t need the typical teenage activities to have fun.

Luke on the other hand was more entertained by his friends and enjoyed doing typically teenage things. Most weekends he would hang out with his buddies at whoever was hosting’s house; mainly they played video games, watched tv, or just did other random shenanigans.

He got really into mechanics and welding early on in highschool, so you had him enrolled in a certification program. He now worked at a car shop after school and absolutely loved it. He even had a little crush on one of his co-workers who attended a college nearby (that would have to wait until a bit later).

On occasion you would smell the nostalgic smell of weed on his jacket as he breezed by to head up to his room; most of the time you would shake your head with a smile, remembering those days.

But of course you gave him the typical “be smart and safe” talk, but he needed to learn his limits himself, when did telling kids they weren't allowed to smoke ever stop them…?

Exactly.

The age gap between you and the twins never really crossed your mind when they were younger, but since they were growing up and puberty hit them and their friends you noticed some things. Luke’s friends would spend more time asking you how your day had been and their curious eyes lingered longer.

You really were only about 15 years older than then but apparently they thought you were a milf- you only enjoyed their juvenile attention when Anakin was around (you liked to see him get annoyed by their terrible flirting).

Often he would walk up and place his mechanical hands on your waist or grip your hip as he came up to “tell you something important”; usually it was just him whispering naughty things into your ear.

His jealousy was endearing- both of you knew these kids were just sorting out their hormones and that they didn’t stand a chance- but he still felt the primal need to show them that you were his.

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You pulled into the long driveway of your house and helped Rey out of her carseat before grabbing the cake box from the passenger seat.

Your daughter excitedly ran into the house to find her beloved siblings, which made you smile .

Soon enough, you saw Anakin’s car pulling in beside yours; you always loved when your schedules would align. You set the cake back down and went over to his door to greet him.

“Hey, darling. How was your day?” he asked with a tired smile as he opened his arms for a hug.

“It was pretty good, I’m ready for this vacation though” you smiled into his chest.

You felt the familiar stiffness of his mechanical hand cradling your waist, “yea, me too” he said, kissing the top of yoru head.

“Shall we?” he asked, motioning towards the house.

“We shall” you agreed, picking up the cake once more.

He turned off his car and Artoo hopped out of the passenger seat; the fluffy dog came over to greet you with a wagging tail and a smile.

“Hey buddy!” you smiled as he rubbed against your leg.

Once you set the cake down on the counter, your sleek cream colored cat came sauntering from your bedroom; happily you picked him up and kissed his head.

“Hello, 3PO” you exclaimed and he meowed back.

After Anakin had R2 for a couple months, you realized how much you wanted a pet of your own; you always really liked cats and thought that it would be better to have a cat than two dogs with all of the other responsibilities you already had at the house.

You continued the tradition of naming the pets after your liscence plates; 3PO was the last digits of the car you had when you first started working for Anakin.

3PO was a very loving kitten, he often curled up in your lap or on your chest at night. At first, Anakin wasn’t a big fan of him- he didn’t really like cats- but as the years went on 3PO grew on him (just like you did).

Now adays 3PO almost acted as an emotional support pet while R2 carried out the duties of a service animal.

Either way, you were just glad that he finally approved.

Anakin walked into the kitchen with a slight limp.

“Are you alright, Ani?” you asked, helping steady him at the counter.

“Yeah, my right leg is just giving me trouble today. I think I might have gone too hard at the gym” he said.

“Alright” you said, before tilting your head up for a kiss.

He brushed your hair out of your face and smiled, “Nothing to worry about, Angel”.

Afterwards he granted you the kiss you were waiting for; even after all of these years he still gave you butterflies.

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a/n: so i made ur kid Rey since shes "an honorary skywalker" in the sequels and in this universe, she's luke and leia's halfsister (technically. even though she sees them as her real siblings). this was a lot of background and hopefully it wasn’t too muddled!, i really just wanted to write this for funsies :)) i hope you all enjoyed though!! there will b one more part!!

Taglist: @katsukiswrld , @wtf-andys , @angeelcoree e , @jetiikote , @khaleesihavilliard , @sxoulchvn, @sakura-amethyst, @dottodottoo , @vader-is-hot , @circuloctm , @jellydodger , @shadowheads-shitshow

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obianidalaevent · 7 months

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And now by popular(ish) demand, the Obianidala discord server has put together a rec list of our all-time favorite fanfics about our beloved trio ✨

Fic Rec Masterpost

In there, you will find a wide range of themes, sorted by rating and wordcount order. We also feature a side for in-progress works that also deserve some spotlight. This list will likely be updated intermittently

Much love - @0bianidalas & @darlingamidala

#obianidala #fanfic rec #sw fic rec #polyamoryinfandoms #polyamships #fanfiction #fanfic

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chaoticly-shy-dragon · 1 year

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...in my defense - I wanted to draw wings

@revenge-of-the-shit I hope you like them

read Disconnected Conduit by Annessarose; seriously it’s one of the best eldritch trio - if not THE best - fic there is

(this person is still pretty bumped she can’t leave the thousand and ten kudos your work deserves nor does she have the social skills to express her admiration)

if you can clearly see these two you deserve a marksmanship medal or something– or maybe I'm just that blind of a bat *shrugs*

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starmanskywalker · 2 years

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a portrait in flesh・obi-wan kenobi x f!reader

this is completely self-indulgent pwp filth, but i hope you enjoy it for what it is and don't take it too seriously. ♥️ writing this was… an experience. i'm quite proud of the final result despite its flaws. not a single word in this is holy or ethical.

⚠️ warnings for possibly unfaithful marriages, age gap and unsustainable/unhealthy relationships. this is a college teacher!au. DO NOT READ THIS IF YOU’RE A MINOR OR IF ANY OF THE AFOREMENTIONED WARNINGS MAKE YOU UNCOMFORTABLE IN ANY WAY.

wanna send me a prompt?

summary: you're fucking your strikingly handsome (and married) college teacher. simple as that :-)

word count: 2.568

“I’ve missed you terribly, sweet thing.” Is what he manages to mutter between the feverish, desperate kisses you share after you arrive at his office. He does his best to close and lock the door as you cling to each other as if you’re lifelines to one another.

Maybe you are. At least when it comes to how you feel about him - definitely not the other way around.

“I’ve missed you, too.” You answer, panting, as you breathe each other’s air. You bask in the look of his eyes, hungry yet so full of adoration for you, before he buries his face between your neck, leaving languid open mouthed kisses in your burning hot skin as his hands press you against him, your back already slightly sweaty due to how anxious and eager you were to see him again. You can’t help but wonder how many other girls have had this pleasure of feeling so exclusive yet so ordinary below their college teacher's wicked touch. “I hate staying away from you for as long as I did this time. It’s torture.”

Even with the relentless and atypical heat of that spring, you feel a chill creeping up your spine due to the weight of your words and the anticipation at a new sight: Obi-Wan Kenobi, after taking his fair share of sighs and moans from you just by kissing you just right and coyly moving you towards one of his office’s walls, kneels in front of you, lifting your leg so you can support yourself in his, then lifting your flimsy sundress up your hips and rolling your underwear down your thighs as if the ripest and juiciest fruit in existence is about to escape from his grasp without him having a chance to have a taste. Quenching his fears, your hands aimlessly search for something to grasp onto as one of them finds his so very soft strawberry blond locks and makes itself at home, inviting him to come near where you need him the most.

Perhaps in an attempt to make this last longer and in an impressive show of self-control and pacing - as an empty office, completely free for yourselves is not a very common occurrence, too - he follows your anguished, wordless beckoning with unhurried kisses in the inside of your thigh as he comes closer and closer to your pulsating core. Your heat emanates in waves that have an intensity to them that if he were to leave you hanging for much longer, you’re pretty sure you would make the ground shake. “Please, Obi,” you whisper, brokenly.

“How could I ever deny you?” Is his raspy answer as he locks his mouth deep on you, making your eyes water before they close and your lips part in a silent moan at the relief and sheer blessing he’s conferring on you. You feel his tongue expertly exploring every inch of your inner labia that it reaches, spreading the blooming wetness dexterously as it satiates its owner’s thirst for you. His grayish blue eyes watch your every reaction attentively when they're not closed and lost in pleasure as well, one of his hands caressing your leg and the other holding your hand firmly to keep you in place and make you think that he’s there and he cares about you in more than just one primal way.

Your chest heaves as long drawn breaths and hushed words of praise come out of your mouth. Your fingers pull him even closer to you and he groans at the contact, reverberating his desire directly back to you as his talented tongue glides against your cunt at the perfect pace. Once he feels he got you just the way he'd wanted, to your utter dismay he stops the stimulation and stares cockily at your befuddled reaction, saliva and your wetness glistening on his beard. “Why?” You notice your hips bucking on their own volition against the air as a drunken haze takes over you, nothing mattering but the prospect of a release hanging in front of you like the most unreachable gift.

He fondles your hip bones with a perverse smirk on his face, as if he's taming a pet. “I wanna get you ready the proper way.” His hand then disappears between your thighs, opening a bit more space between them. After you promptly give it to him, two of his fingers are easily swallowed by your warmth and his mouth is at work for you again. The sloppy yet cunningly calculating nature of his movements, along with how dirty and loud your body sounds above him as you're deliciously stretched, is enough to make sweat drops bead all across your body and the tides of pleasure rippling across your senses become higher and longer, a climax no longer being that elusive of a expectation. You can feel him swallow more of you every minute, his effect on you sweetly tangible, your taste on his tongue addictive.

Kenobi flattens his tongue in your pussy and picks up his pace finger-fucking you once he hears - or better said, stops hearing you - as you're gradually reduced to unspoken pleas that get lost to the immense arousal you're feeling, your expression nothing more than firmly shut eyes and a neverending quiet moan. His eyes make abundantly clear how determined he is to make you come undone for him. “Doing so well for me, love.” He hisses between curses and broad strokes at your cunt. “So fucking delicious.”

His next move is something that the worst best way to describe is vacuum sucking you. The tangible sensation of his tongue swirling in your folds appears every so often when he does that, but you feel full and contemplated nonstop by it in a way that nothing, not even your best sex toy, compares. It doesn't help them that they aren't surrounded by the most gorgeous face and body you've ever seen on a man. “Don't-ah-don'tfuckingstop,” you struggle to beg, praying to God with all your might that Obi-Wan doesn't interrupt that sweet, fixed pressure in your clit that makes you feel so impressively and properly taken care of, your hips chasing a proximity to his mouth that you're not sure the English language has a word to accurately describe. You notice him adjusting himself inside his pants – that must've been affecting him greatly too. “Just like th-that.” Knowing you’re close, he adds a third finger to your welcoming cunt, making your spine arch at the intrusion and a little whine escape from your throat. His digits fuck you mercilessly, and with a quick glance down you can see how wet his forearm is.

Before you can lose yourself to the bliss again by closing your eyes and focusing solely at how good he's making you feel, he commands between muffled grunts that vibrate in your clit: “Keep looking at me.”

“Okay. Fuck.” Your pitch is impossibly whiny and your walls are fluttering tight around his digits as you keep bucking your hips against his mouth. “Ffffuck, Mr. Kenobi–ah!” You can't keep the tear from escaping your eyes this time, yet another part of you that's dripping wet. Your toes curl and your thighs start to tremble - you're certain that that's how humans began to think that miracles existed.

Greatly enjoying how you respond to him, he sucks a mark into your inner thigh, pace of his fingering not slightly different. Before you can combust without him tasting you while you do, he locks his lips in your sensitive bundle of nerves again with that stupidly effective technique of his and that's it. You come with a violent tremble and a gasp that almost makes you escape out of his grip, his arms keeping you in place as he swallows every last drop of your satisfaction and cleans you up until you’re overstimulated. Your panting echoes in the lush halls of his workplace. “Holy shit. How… how the fuck do you get even better at it every time?”

He answers just by getting up and kissing you intensely, his characteristic taste mixed with yours making for an exquisite act of lustful affection. You motion to take off your dress, and he stops you. “As much as I love seeing you, darling, there's something else I had in mind as we’re not alone in the building and time is of essence,” he coos. “I have some very important calls to make. Care to have a seat?”

A little confused at his request, you move towards the armchair opposite his before you notice he’s already comfortable in his own seat, legs splayed wide as he makes a show out of his tented tailored pants, one of his hands seating comfortably at his thigh. He taps it softly, inviting you with a sinful grin, his strained voice sending a lightning straight to your spent (but never dead) pussy. “Wrong place.”

“God.” You purr, a smile blossoming on your face as well as he readies himself, freeing himself partially of these pesky layers of sophisticated clothing keeping him from becoming one with you. You do as you’re told, moving to the other side of the desk, then adjusting your body and your heat so you can bury yourself to the hilt of his cock, facing him.

You’re still very sensitive, which makes this entire situation even more hot. Judging by the hazy look on his face, he’s enjoying the view. After unhurriedly impaling yourself on his throbbing, thick length, you then straddle him very slowly, trying not to be loud even if the friction of your clit against his auburn curls threaten to drive you crazy once again. You can feel him twitch inside of you and you sincerely wonder if he’ll be able to talk to someone feeling and acting as pussydrunk as he is.

As if your eyes conveyed the challenge, he picks up his phone and chooses a contact.

“Hey, love,” he says, trying to keep his composure intact while talking to Satine and guiding your hips with his hands. “You alright? I just called to ask you about that email you forwarded me. Have I got its message right? Did Dooku really quote me on a study of his?”

You wrap your arms around his neck, faintly listening to her reply while managing to keep yourself eerily silent, your riding catlike in its discreteness. He then leaves his phone on the table, on speaker, so he has more access to your body. His hands explore your belly, your breasts, your clit below the fine material and there's nothing you want more than to just be ravaged by him. “Hello, darling. Exactly! Can you believe it?” Satine goes on and on about the article and behind his unaffected façade you can see this is being incredibly hard yet delightful for him. The kinky son of a bitch.

“Wow. Took him long enough to recognize, but better late than never,” he replies, his jaw quietly drops at the sight of you taking his ring finger on your mouth and sucking on it, your nerves on fire with the thrill of how nasty you two could be. “Thank you for telling me, sweetheart. I wrapped up things around here for today, I’ll grab some takeout on the way home. I’ll arrive shortly.”

“Alright. Love you.”

“Love you more.” He murmured, turning off the call in a hurry. What a smug motherfucker. She couldn’t hear a thing - or could she? Could it be that they were both perverted fucks?

“You fucker.” You croak, picking up your pace the same instant you’re sure you cannot be heard by nearby ears. Chasing his climax with the same determination as you, his pulsating hardness never leaves you as he props you up and places you on the edge of his desk, making you yelp. “I thought you said calls, plural?”

“Couldn’t wait.” Absolutely not caring for whatever was placed in it before, Kenobi hastily pushes everything away before his cock disappears into your body in firm, steady thrusts he quickly gets lost in. “Fuck. Such a filthy little slut for her professor.” His hand comes to the base of your neck as you look at him through lowered lashes, nodding in agreement. He leans down, slotting his mouth against your already swollen lips in a kiss that you feel sucks your soul away from you in the best way possible. Fingers dig into your hips as he fucks you like he wants it to hurt, like how you love it to feel like, making sure to leave bruises beneath his touch; bruises that you always eagerly accept. “Isn’t it true?” He whispers conspiratorially against your lips.

You agree breathily between broken moans. “Ye-yeah. I’m anything you like.”

“Needy thing. You feel so good around me.” His groans encourage you to wrap your legs around him so you can feel him pound deeper into your cunt, and he leaves new hickeys on your neck in an attempt to muffle his own sounds. He adjusts his position so he’s able to lock his lips in one of your nipples while he drills into you and the sight alone is beautiful enough to push you closer and closer to your own release. He notices. “This time, not until I tell you to.”

“Oh my god.” You sigh, not knowing what to do with yourself as it’s so imminent, so quickly disarming-

His pace changes to a much more mechanical, slower one. But still earth shattering. So fucking deep and fastidiously precise. So close yet so far. “Do you want to kill me? Do you want me to fucking die on this desk?” you whined.

“Death by cock. Sounds rather nice.” He chuckles, breathlessly, his own control slipping through his fingers at each pump.

He pulls you closer, hand firmly grabbing your hair by the root as his hips start stuttering, and gradually returns to a relentless pace. You’re reduced to pathetic whimpers and sounding like you’re about to cry as that coiling tension grows impossibly tighter in your lower abs. “Please, Mr. Kenobi. Please. I need to cum.”

“God almighty. Fuck,” He whispers, voice drowned by the obscene sound of smacking flesh that took over the room. “How the fuck,” he pants, “could I ever deny you?”

And with his blessing, your walls spasm and contract around him as even more powerful shockwaves hit your body. You can feel the edge of your vision blacking out, the drag of his cock filling you as you pant his name until your voice cracks and you come hard on his length. This is probably one of the best orgasms you’ve had in your entire life, probably shared in one cosmic plane because it also pushes him over the edge, your pussy milking every last drop of his seed.

“Was it worth the wait?” He asks, taking his softening cock out of you and fixing his hair and attire the best he can, leaving you to take care of the mess you’re in by yourself. That goddamn dress is gonna be quite something to wash.

“Definitely. Will I see you again soon?” You ask, trying not to sound that gullible. Trying to sound like you’re not at all attached to that thing you have with him.

“Hopefully.” He gently kisses your forehead, looking at his watch to check if there’s still time to grab that takeout.

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"The Realm before Yourself" 🔒

Gifted to me for the Parental Discretion 2024 Flash Exchange!

Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Archive Warning: Underage Category: M/M Fandom: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types Relationships: CC-1010 | Fox/Anakin Skywalker, CC-1010 | Fox & Savage Opress Characters: CC-1010 | Fox, Savage Opress, Anakin Skywalker, Padmé Amidala, Arla Fett Additional Tags: Historical Fantasy, Political Alliances, Arranged Marriage, First Crush Words: 6,919 Chapters: 2/2

Collections: Parental Discretion FLASH [Jan 2024], Anonymous

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Bribes and Geefts Exchange Masterlist

Bribes and Geefts is a discord server gift exchange I was very happy to run—so I wanted to make a masterlist and share all the great works that came out of this!

It's a multifandom event but out of 28 works:

21 are for Star Wars;

2 are for Stranger Things;

Kill the Hero, One-Punch Man, The One within the Villainess, The Bear and The Sandman have 1 work each;

8 works are fanarts, 19 works are fics and 1 work is a fanart and fanfic collab;

The most represented character is Commander Cody with 6 works;

The most represented pairings, Jango Fett & Jaster Mereel and Echo/Fives, have 2 works each;

Most works are rated E;

The most additional tag used are Post-Canon and Ambiguous/Open Ending.

You can find the complete list of works under the break!

ART

[G] Birthday Card by @dead-cowboy

Star Wars. Hardcase & Captain Rex, Hardcase, Rex. Tags: Fanart, Meme, Birthday, Image Description in Alt Text.

Hardcase has a very special message to share with the world.

[G] love me love me love me (more than you possibly can) by @serene-bot

The One Within the Villainess. Remilia Rosa Graupner/Emi, Remilia Rosa Graupner, Emi. Tag: Fanart.

hope you like it! title from stalker's tango

[G] On Legacy by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Boba Fett & Jango Fett, Jango Fett & Jaster Mereel, Boba Fett, Jango Fett, Jaster Mereel. Tags: Fanart, Digital Art, Baby Boba Fett, Young Jango Fett Memories.

Jango has to reevaluate what he meant to do here.

[G] stolen kiss by @kazhan-draws

Star Wars. Boba Fett/Cal Kestis, Boba Fett, Cal Kestis. Tags: Post-Canon, Kissing, Fanart.

Boba steals a kiss from Cal.

[T] cool dude by @kazhan-draws

Stranger Things. Argyle/Steve Harrington, Argyle, Steve Harrington, Recreational Drug Use, Flirting, Steve Harrington has a Crush on Argyle, Oblivious Argyle. Tags: Fanart.

Steve Harrington is a cool dude.

[T] Getting Somewhere by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Alpha-17/Fives, Fives, Alpha-17. Tags: Flirting, Fanart, Digital Art.

Fives has been trying to flirt for Alpha-17 for months now. It's finally working.

[T] Grapple by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Alpha-17/Hardcase, Hardcase, Alpha-17. Tags: Competence Kink, Sparring, Fanart, Digital Art, Tattoos.

Alpha-17 gets a few surprises from accepting a challenge from one of Captain Rex's CTs. He's pretty happy about that.

[M] G(u)ilt by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Jango Fett/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Jango Fett, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Tags: Hand & Finger Kink, Finger Sucking, Neck Kissing, Fanart, Digital Art.

Lacquer painting style confetti Kenfetti

FIC

RATED G

Shifting Sands by @dead-cowboy

The Sandman. Lucienne & The Corinthian, Lucienne, Dream of the Endless, The Corinthian. Tags: Post-Canon, Temporary Character Death, Introspection, Sibling Love, Hope, Set Post-S1.

Dream rebuilds the Corinthian. Lucienne remembers the one that used to be.

RATED T

Bunker Meet Cutes: A Mandalorian Romance Staple by @thewritingmill

Star Wars. Jango Fett's Biological Father/Jango Fett's Biological Mother, Jango Fett's Biological Father/Jango Fett's Biological Mother/Jaster Mereel, Jango Fett & Jaster Mereel, Jaster Mereel, Jango Fett's Biological Mother, Jango Fett's Biological Father, Jango Fett, Arla Fett, Original Mandalorian Character. Tags: Pre-Relationship, Getting Together, Canon-Typical Violence, Politics, Competence Kink, Courting Rituals (at the end), Force-Sensitive Jaster Mereel, Force-Sensitive Jango Fett, Just slightly Not Jedi Levels of Force-Sensitive, Fix-It of Sorts, Namely lack of death in the Fett clan, Nightmares, Injury, Recovery, Not Beta Read.

Young Jango Fett dreams of his family burning, heads melted through, as they're trapped on their own land by black monsters. A year later, this makes all the difference when Jaster Mereel crashes back into his old subordinate's new life.

It Slips Between My Fingers by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Alpha-17/ARC-77 | Fordo/Alpha-Ø2 | Spar, Alpha-17, ARC-77 | Fordo, Alpha-Ø2 | Spar. Tags: Sharing a Bed, Tenderness, Chronic Illness, Established Relationship, Goodbyes, Polyamory, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Angst with a future happy ending that isn't actually in this fic, Planet Kamino, Clone Trooper Cadets.

Spar isn’t getting better.

Mirrors and Reflections by @blirzy

Star Wars. Cody/Rex, Fives/Rex, Cody/Fives, Cody/Fives/Rex, Cody, Fives. Tags: First Dates, Getting Together, Healthy Communication, Healthy Relationships, Polyamory Negotiations.

Cody always sort of knew Rex was meant to be in his life. What he didn’t know, was that Fives was meant to as well.

The Spider and the Egg in the Parlor by @thewritingmill

Kill the Hero. Kim Woo Jin, The Emissary of the Underworld. Tags: Character Study, Death (as a theme), If you want to interpet this as pre-/ for a very weird fairy tale-esque relationship that works too, Mild Obsessive Behavior, Canon-Typical Violence, Not Beta Read, Emissary: halos contain multitudes and are therefore theys, Humans are tiny singular specks and therefore its.

"Will you walk into my parlor," said the spider to the fly. Of course, poaching an egg for the spider's sac is a little different.

RATED M

One And The Same by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Bly/Cody/Fox, Bly, Cody, Fox. Tags: Injury Recovery, Developing Relationship, Making Up Cadets, Planet Kamino, Implied/Referenced Sex, they’re all idiots your honour.

“Have you spoken to Fox?” Bly asks. Cody’s mouth twitches and he lashes out at the punching bag, form slipping. If the sloppy punch hurts he doesn’t show it, but he does hit it again, form tighter but with no less aggression. “Me neither,” Bly admits, but unlike Cody, he’d tried. Fox has been avoiding everyone, and Bly isn’t sure he blames him. It had been at least as much Cody’s fault as Fox’s, but Fox hadn’t been the one to almost die.

teeth bared to the wind by @sophronist

Star Wars and DC. Jason Todd, Boba Fett. Tags: Ambiguous/Open Ending, Bounty Hunters, Unresolved Tension.

Boba’s target has holed up in the ruins of a Jedi temple, and Boba can’t get in without someone to open the way.

(you always have) the right words at the wrong time by @carverly

Star Wars. Echo/Fives/Fox, Echo/Fives, Fox/Thorn, Fox, Echo, Fives, Thire, Stone, Thorn, Cody. Tags: Past Character Death, Grief/Mourning, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix It - Not Everyone Lives/Somebody Dies, Commander Fox and his ARCs (Annoying Recurring Charismatic Shits), Echo: we need a plan of attack, Fives: the plan is to WOO him, Fox: you know I can hear you right.

Fox can't deny that the attention from Fives and Echo has been good for him, like the first steps on newly splinted broken legs: painful in a bone-deep way that feels like it'll never fade.

RATED E

choosing to be chosen by @cabezadeperro

Star Wars. Echo/Fives, Echo, Fives, Original Jedi Character(s). Tags: Missing Scene, Canon Compliant, Getting Back Together, Complicated Relationships, Codependency, ARC Troopers, alcohol mention.

ARC troopers always work in pairs.

Crash Party by @dead-cowboy

Star Wars. Cody/Maul, Cody, Maul. Tags: Canon Divergence, Imperial Era, Former Purge Trooper CC-2224 | Cody, Enemies, Enemies to It's Complicated, Something Made Them Do It, Sex Pollen, Fuck Or Die, Extremely Dubious Consent, Xeno, Hate Sex to Tender Sex, Violent Thoughts, Mind Manipulation, Switching, Crying During Sex, Dom/sub Undertones, Subdrop, Hate to Lust to Tenderness, Mentioned Rex, Hopeful Ending, Cody said 'fuck evil' and meant it literally.

An unexpected meeting leads Cody and Maul to try to kill each other. The ship they're on crashes; they end up stranded in the middle of a salt pan. It doesn't stop them from going back to their fight. (That is, until blood lust turns into something else.)

dinner for two by @kazhan-draws

The Bear. Carmy Berzatto/Richie Jerimovich, Carmen "Carmy" Berzatto, Richard "Richie" Jerimovich. Tags: Past Underage Sex, Mention of Penis Injury, Blood, Kitchen Sex, Banter, Derogatory Language? homophobic slur, Resolved Sexual Tension, Anal Sex, Post-Canon Getting Together, Kinda Idiots In Something.

Today was good. No angry customers, no more panic and screaming than usual, no terrible accident. And then they had beers and chocolate cake and everyone looked tired but happy, Ebra basically falling asleep standing up. So Carmen sent them all home, said he’d finish up, good job everyone, see you tomorrow. They all listened. Well, all except one.

Fair Play by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Cody/Ordo, Background Mereel/Ordo, Ordo, Cody. Tags: Pseudo-Incest, Implied/Referenced Incest, Null Brand of Daddy Kink, and closely related, Daddy Issues, Topping from the Bottom, Anal Sex, First Time, Blow Jobs, Under-negotiated Kink, Sexual Repression, Mocking, Shame, Cody is a brat, Ordo is also a brat, younger siblings who are convinced they have oldest sibling energy fight.

“Cody,” the cadet interrupts, and for a second Ordo thinks it’s another botched attempt at Mando’a. “You couldn’t keep your eyes off me,” Cody continues. “Angling for a tumble with a redshirt?” Ordo gapes for a second at Cody’s brazenness. “I don’t fuck brothers,” Ordo spits. He’s heard about the rank and file fucking each other, but he expected shame and secrecy, not a proud announcement that he was a brotherfucker.

give me strength and gratitude by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Sev/Darman, Darman, Niner, Sev. Tags: Kashyyyk, Post-Order 66, Grief/Mourning, Loneliness, Horror, Blow Jobs, Darman/Etain Tur-Mukan, Ambiguous/Open Ending, Elements of cosmic horror, Secret Identity.

Sev and Niner's squad gets separated on Kashyyyk and the forest around them doesn't seem to keen on them. They do get lucky in one respect, though, gaining the help of an odd guide to get back to the imperial base.

Maybe It's Enough by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Alpha-17/Fox, Fox, Alpha-17. Tags: Time Travel, Time Travel Fix-It, in the process of a, Fix-It, Implied/Referenced Character Death, but they’ve all been undone what with the time travel, Clone Trooper Inhibitor Chips, Mending Relationships, Arguing, Mind Games, Oral Sex.

Fox isn’t sure why he’s been given this chance, he certainly doesn’t know how, but he’s not going to waste it.

Reverse Fault by PaxDuane

Star Wars. Cort Davin/Jango Fett, Cort Davin, Jango Fett. Tags: Kamino, Nonbinary Jango Fett, Alternate Universe - Always a Different Sex, Friends With Benefits, Marking, Love Bites, Vaginal Fingering, Vaginal Sex, Creampie, Wet & Messy, Breeding Kink, Pining while fucking, Friends to Lovers, Relationship Reveal, Shovel Talk, Alpha-Ø2 | Spar Cameo, Communication, Relationship Negotiation.

Cort's resigned to the kind of relationship that he and Jango have instead of the one he wants. Jango seems happy with it, too. This doesn't mean he shouldn't have been a bit more circumspect.

silver scrapes by @youbitehard

Stranger Things. Billy Hargrove/Eddie Munson, Billy Hargrove, Eddie Munson, Wayne Munson, Maxine "Max" Mayfield, Billy Hargrove's Mother. Tags: Werewolves, Werewolf Hunters, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Fix-It of Sorts, Everybody Lives, Internalized Homophobia, Scenting, Switching, Dom/sub Undertones, light Dom drop.

There is a werewolf in Hawkins, and Billy's in the mood for a hunt.

Tests of Loyalty by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Fox/Palpatine, Fox, Palpatine. Tags: Alpha/Beta/Omega Dynamics, Fucking Machines, Dehumanization, Double Penetration in Two Holes, Knotting, Overstimulation, Bondage, Exhibitionism, Come Inflation, ludicrous amounts of come and slick, Force Manipulation , Memory Loss, Discussion of Non-Consensual Body Modification, discussion of castration though none occurs, Medication tampering, no happy ending, Humiliation, Dead Dove: Do Not Eat.

Fox has felt like this before, but he’s never had a heat. He knows what a heat feels like. He shouldn’t know what a heat feels like. Something is very wrong.

The Closer You Are by @elthadriel

Star Wars. Aayla Secura/Shaak Ti, Aayla Secura, Shaak Ti. Tags: Alien Biology, Xeno, Established Relationship, Cunnilingus, Biting, Lekku pulling, Aphrodisiacs, Kissing, Pegging, Pet Names, Art.

Shaak-Ti is normally so grounded and present, but the orgasm makes her drift, trusting Aayla is there to keep them both anchored.

Unlicensed Manoeuvres by @firewoodwander

Star Wars. Alpha-17/Cody, Bly & Cody, Cody, Alpha-17, Obi-Wan Kenobi. Tags: Early War Era, canon compatible, Allies To Lovers, Reluctant Colleagues to Reluctant Allies to Reluctant Lovers, Masturbation, Semi-Public Sex, Breathplay, Come as Lube, Unresolved Emotional Tension, Mild Antagonism, Emotional Repression & Blunt Pragmatism, Touch-Starved, Arguing.

The Marshal Commander of the 7th Sky Corps is being assigned field command aboard Kenobi’s flagship. From there, he’s expected to run the fleet and keep them all from crashing and burning in a heap of expensive, wasted duraplast and genetic rubble. Seventeen knows this because, against all very good advice and despite many dozen filed complaints, he is still acting commander to the 212th. And now he’s just been made Idiot-Fresh-From-The-Core Babysitter. Again. If only he got paid for any of this.

NOT RATED

you find it in the little surprises by OpheliaJefferson

One-Punch Man. King/Saitama, Saitama, King, Genos. Tag: Pre-Relationship.

“Training? With that rock? I would have thought your strength far beyond what a single stone could endure.” “Ok, first, how did you know it was a rock?” “Master, I saw you pick around the city G rubble for an hour while we waited for medical crews. I saw you pocket a rock.” “And you didn’t think to ask why then? Some student you are."

#bribes and geefts #sw fic rec #stranger things fic rec #fandom event #|| fic rec #// cowboyspeak

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