i haven't read your fic yet but these fanarts make me want to

oh my 🥰 thank you dear. glad I've caught ur interest 😁 i'm not so good with writing though, but it's fun, ur welcome to read when u feel like giving it a try. (it's still in progress, and sadly I can't update right now, but soon i'll be back on track 💪)

hav a nice day.❤️

p.s. btw the next edit(art) is on its way✨️

oh it helps alright 👌✨️

The Star Wars Original Trilogy is peak fiction because they took a fairy tale and set it in space, then they gave the princess in distress a GUN. But even better they gave her a sharp tongue and the power of revolution. They made the “dragon” a depressed cyborg father with asthma who doesn’t understand his own emotions and does murders because of it. And they made the knight a blond Barbie boy who attempts to solve problems with the power of love like he’s Sailor Moon or something.

And then they said, “oh yeah they’re all related btw. All the galaxy’s problems are this one family’s fault. Hope this helps 😘”

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you are so

"you're so pretty, Master. so soft, and warm, and perfect. addicting, aren't you? so much, that it drives me crazy."

Happy (late) Valentine everyone! 💜💜🙈

obikin edit from Across the Stars series made by l e a n o a h | # 1 | # 2 | # 3 | # 4 | # 5 | # 6 | # 7 | # 8 the pretty obikin fanart✨️ by @mandhos pin | deviantart c | 15. 02. 2024

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FLY ANAKIN.

When their entire relationship is toxic, but they're both so fucked up that it's actually the best case scenario, because subjecting anybody else to either of them would be a human rights violation.

it hurts

"I saw true happiness in your eyes as you looked at her and I knew then. I will never be her. I could never make you this happy. I will never be enough. There's no feature of us. Beside you, there's no place for me, yet I selfishly believed I would. I was sure I would... we would. I realized at last, that it was all I ever wanted. I didn't think... It hurts. It hurts too much."

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you belong to me

"... loved me? you? you never wanted me, Master. Even know you are ready to leave me. Again."

"Your life and your death,

You, Obi-Wan, belong to me."

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never forgive me

"Master, please never forgive me. Master, Hate me. Kill me. [anything] please..."

obikin edit from Across the Stars series made by l e a n o a h | # 1 | # 2 | # 3 | # 4 | # 5 | # 6 | # 7 one of my favourite (heartbreaking again 😭) obikin fanart ❤️❤️❤️ by @mandhos pin | deviantart c | 09. 01. 2024

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[ inspired/based on ]

Guilt. There’s no other feeling more human than guilt. Nothing can expose the human flaws, its own confines better than guilt. For only then, you’re made aware of your human condition. The utter misery and absurdity of it. [...] No, you must have everything, given everything you ever could wish for, power, fame, luck, love, have the world on your knees or thinking yourself above it all, above death itself, above everyone, for only you have the right to have it all and do whatever you want with it. You are free, you are able and justly entitled to decide what should or shouldn’t happen, what is your own, who is yours and belongs to you. For you are none other than Anakin Skywalker. The one and only Chosen One this galaxy had ever known, the legendary Jedi, the “Hero with No Fear” every being in this galaxy has heard about, fearless since the famous hero forgot he’s just a human. He didn’t forget. He acted like he did, because it was easier. It was easier to live in the illusion of him being invincible, ‘cause otherwise… he would remember what he really is, like when his mother died. A human. No, less still. A small pathetic weak human and he knew it then. Fear. Even with him still having his cherished “all”, he threw himself to gain even more. To get more admiration, more recognition, more honor, praise, love… but most of all, power. Only more power, the supreme power could face his fears. Could crush it. Erase it forever. Wipe out this annoying defect blemishing his existence. He’s no ordinary human. He’s above it. For he has it all and can have even more. Yes, he can. He will… it’s what he thought.

He never actually asked himself why was he offered so much?! Why was he given everything that made him feel important, feel wanted, feel…happy. Oh, the answer is never simpler. Because it will make a karking good show of watching him lose it all. It will be so much satisfying to see everything he had, crumble before his very eyes, no, better yet, blasting it all with his own hands, will it not? Falling to degraded mindless scug, no, even lower, for he became nothing more than a slave…willingly. To Palpatine, to power, to fear. He threw away anything left human in himself because he was afraid to live as one. Anakin Skywalker would have been dead to the world and to himself foremost, since to think himself alive, to call himself with that name again, would mean to accept everything he did. Everything he destroyed. Everyone he killed. At last, accept he is only a human or even less, for he can change nothing. He’s helpless. He can’t erase his deeds or revive the ones he killed. He can’t ask forgiveness from the loved ones he betrayed, as he never will be forgiven. He has no right to be forgiven. He may die for the world, for the whole galaxy, save it, save every living soul on it. He may burn alive for them, let his screams of pain entertain them, let his blood wash the dirt on their soles, let his tears choke a whole flaming river, let his knees grow in stone and it still wouldn’t be enough. It will never be. And this he knows now, it’s what is called guilt. His guilt. To want to do all of that only to lessen it. A fraction. A scrap. A breath lighter to take in, a tad less feeling like rotten sand are filling his lungs. Like the air carries screams of whom he slayed. He’s dying. That’s what humans do. Worse yet, as he’s doing it himself, slowly, oh, so very slow, with every taken breath, with every strangling beat his heart dares to pound. His body knew of pain that nearly wiped out his mind with its intensity, however even that paled beside what his guilt feels for him now. And it gets worse. Since he is given it. A second chance. Warmth. Love. Trust. Happiness if he chooses to forget everything. He’s given so much, more than he ever had… and with every small smile, warm hand or caring gaze he’s gifted with, everything that Obi-Wan gives him, with it Anakin Skywalker dies. His guilt is killing him, and the slashes are getting heavier, sharper, unbearable more. For he understands he doesn’t deserve any of it. He can’t have it. He shall not. He was not forgiven. He will never be.

| Chapter 24 "Guilt and Peace" from "Chosen: from the Ashes" by lea noah

Chosen: from the Ashes | Chapter 2 (Time Traveling Anakin AU)

He’s not sure, if he does even anything, but something changes then. There’s a loud crack, screeching right in front of him, Anakin feels it in the force more than hears it and he’s thrown through it with an overpowered, smug-as-kark shove, as if to laugh at him. And then quiet again. Well, not really. He hears background noise, but it’s turbolift music in comparison to earlier. The next second he feels himself burning. Again. Though, it’s not painful, no, just irritating. Familiar irritating. He remembers he still has eyes, at the sensation of the dry wind nudging it, and opens it. He’s hit by a white light. Again. “You must be kriffing kidding!” Anakin tries again, this time slower and takes time to adjust his sight. It’s not white, though it’s a close thing. Only two needlessly overbright suns high in the bare sky blinding him and mocking him straight in his face. His eyes widen nearly popping out of his skull and he unconsciously takes a far too hungry and sharp breath in, which is the worst decision ever, as it sends him chocking on sand and dust and the heat of it scratches his throat.

"Chosen: from the Ashes" | by Lea Noah cover | about | sum | ao3

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He coughs through it, but then freezes dead at one cosmic realization, his breathing hitches, trips over and falters, and Anakin is most certainly chocking and hyperventilating or both, and mostly laughing his head off, or at least trying to, because he can’t still take in air normally and nothing of that kriffing matters. He could die now of asphyxia or fit of laughter, no, hysteria is more fitting, and he would be a happy man. For there it is. Better said it isn’t. The butchering, savage, karking rotten pain driving him insane and oh, was he afraid, horrified even, of living with it for any second longer, is now all gone. No pain anymore. Anakin is shrieking now of laughter and chocks constantly, of course, not even trying to calm himself, he’s ecstatic enough, to not care of rolling himself in the cursed itching sand, he may have tears rolling down and it’s another bliss, when he understands that it doesn’t hurt him and his eyes are working as it shall. “Sweet dear Force, I’ll be blowed!” Oh, he really is, isn’t he?

you are gone

"You're gone and took everything with you. Anakin, I'm sorry, I'm so sorry. [Please come back to me, please, please...]"

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" . . . "

Sand. Sun or suns, for it’s fiery hot. Burning. Everything burns. He’s on his knees, one hand dug in searing sand and the other clasping his robe, where his heart is trying to claw itself out of his chest. It burns too. No, more. Much stronger. He can’t breathe. He is chocking. Or crying, screaming, perhaps all together, and his eyes are burning with tears like blood. He can’t hear anything clearly, but the screams echo in physical waves through him and he doesn’t need to hear it, he feels it. The wrenching agony bleeding through the broken voice. It’s his voice. He is screaming. It could be his death he calls or curses, yet it’s a name. He knows it, for his heart is ripped open every single time he cries it out. And it’s only that name.

He feels the force constricting inside of him, or that could be his mind. Still, there’s this… hole, it’s the absence of something, which he senses, like his soul being sliced in two, leaving him with the broken part, that persistently is reaching for the other, the missing half. He realizes then, that the name belongs to it. He calls it out, screams it and whispers, in splitting despair, reaching out for his half, that no more exists. It’s gone. Forever. And there’s cold grief breaking out to his very bones at that knowledge. Grief and something other. Something ugly, disgusting, revolting, something so very wrong, it’s undoing his whole being, corrupting him.

He knows what it is. He thinks it’s hate, and he’s not wrong. Only it’s worse.

It’s guilt.

It’s self-hatred.

With each call of that ruining name, it gets colder and not even all the suns and stars in the universe would ever free himself of that lacerating cold. The world freezes. The sand is dust as his heart became.

Only a name is flying dust across the emptiness of dead desserts, far, far away from him. To another time. Another universe.

"Anakin!"

| Chapter 2 from "Chosen: from the Ashes" by lea noah

Padmé, about Anakin: Look at that face! How can anyone spend all day with that face and not fall in love??

Obi-Wan: Well, at some point the face starts talking.

save him

"If he falls, you have to catch him. If you can't, you will fall with him.... Save him. [You must.] "

"Save yourself."

[Ben to young Obi-Wan | Chapter 22 from obikin ff "Chosen: from the Ashes" by lea noah]

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the stunning obikin fanart is by @mandhos ❤️❤️

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and i thought of

— David Cronenberg, Consumed

obi-wan christ almighty, he’s going to fucking kill you

with what things does one start to (fanfic-)write? 👀

reading other works (fanfics)? research? watch the movie(s) the XXXth time? make a new gallery of needed and not material: all kinds of lucky shots, but mostly memes? 👌 and so on...

well all that is sound of course, but let's be honest, it's FIND THE RIGHT PLAYLIST!!!!!

i can't write without music playing in the background and helping me focus or fall into the right "mood" 😌🤌✨️

WHAT ABOUT YOU????? 🧐

So, here I am, after chapters of collecting the Star Wars legendary soundtrack-masterpieces (please John Williams' music is half the success of the movie itself #open for debate ) and some other pretty jewels from different movies, old and new, I put together my own playlist and guys, #i am proud of it .😋

i'm writing #obikin so the need for [DRAMATIC MUSIC] is overpowering.

p s. sharing. have it on apple music only. enjoy if you can. feel free to give recommendations ❤️