Obi-Wan in his natural habitat in the temple sleeps in a loft bed (it was supposed to be storage he said cat instinct and turned it into a loft bed they’re shockingly common with Jedi tbh tho) and under 17 fluffy blankets with a pregnancy pillow (he’s not pregnant he just can’t sleep off his stomach if he don’t got one and sometimes autism requires squishing to keep it all down) and three more fluffy blankets on top of him. He has an optional Padawan or pet (not really a pet, just whomever followed him how from the gardens today) in bed with him also. And he’s got a projector on the wall and has a night stand with water and gaming devices so he can survive up there forever.

The clones, who have learned to sleep with full kute coverings and usually without blankets or pillows cause they just pass out on each other, most of whom identified with their Jedi for having similar sleeping types if they weren’t human, realize they are quite horrified by his Stewjoni nesting instinct. And he’s offended and refuses to sleep with any of them till they apologize to his favorite stuffed animal for insulting his HOUSE. Fuck you bitches he and Master Sparkle Bantha deserve better.

Cody is groveling while Alpha is still trying to negotiate a less intense number of blankets and Anakin is just shaking his head like ‘it’s not worth it Bro’ and Alpha is like ‘shut up ur an omega too you brat’ and that’s the last straw, you called them omegas now Cody is asking what an omega is and Alpha is trying to figure out how to keep his AO3 account hidden from his vod’e and nvm he’ll sleep in the barracks forever-

Obi-Wan holds this info over his head like a guillotine and convinced him to get in the damn nest right this second and cuddle him better.

If you don’t sleep with at least two comforters and a queen sized fuzzy blanket then I don’t trust you. Yes I refuse to trust my sister and wife okay. Everything in the world has a downside and that’s theirs. My bed is half dragon hoard of yarn and squishmallows. I’m not changing for anyone.

Anakin’s bed is 90% pillow and squishmallow and 10% blanket. Padme uses a thin cotton blanket and lets him burrito wrap himself and uses him like a body pillow while he’s captive in the blankies.

[FIC] Nothing But Bones ~ Star Wars Prequels ~ Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi ~ Mature

Title: Nothing But Bones Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Era Author: Batsutousai Rating: Mature Pairing: Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi, background cloneshipping Warnings: Alternate Universe, Order 66, post-Order 66, PTSD, non-binary clone troopers, survivor's grief, OC death, bad coping methods, original slave characters, miscommunication Summary: Alpha-17 finds Obi-Wan, after the galaxy's gone to hell.

Seventeen looked across at him. Kenobi had lowered the blaster, but he hadn't put it away. He looked tired, worn down and suspicious, and Seventeen found themself wanting to reach out to him, to pull him close and hug him, like Baar had done during bad nights on Kamino. (Somehow, they'd gone soft, in the years between Rattatak and now. They weren't certain how to feel about that.) "I thought you were dead," Seventeen admitted, knew from the way that Rokaia stiffened that she understood. They'd thought Kenobi would, too—they'd never been able to hide much from him, not with his Force—but he just sighed and asked, in a tired voice, "Why are you here, Seventeen?" Seventeen took a moment to debate all the possible answers to that, before saying, "I came here to die." Rokaia let out a sound like she'd been stabbed, while Kenobi just closed his eyes, looking tired and worn as thin as Seventeen felt. "Where's Cody?" Seventeen had to ask, because they couldn't imagine the little shit would allow their general out on his own, not when his mere existence was a crime. "Cody," Kenobi said, agony in his voice, "ordered me shot." Seventeen felt the words like a bolt in the gut, couldn't stop from staggering to the side, Rokaia dragged along with, shouting their name, until they could lean against the nearest wall, trying to catch their breath, to breathe through the horror of Cody, just another faceless body in armour, wanting the Jedi they'd sworn to Seventeen to guard with their life—on pain of a punishment spar or suicide runs or whatever punishment Seventeen thought would hurt enough—dead. Kriff, they did not need that nightmare fuel. They felt Rokaia pulling away from them, opened their eyes to look, see why, only to find Kenobi had approached, within easy reach, and Seventeen couldn't stop themself from reaching out, towards him, needing to touch, to know he was real. Kenobi flinched. Seventeen froze, hands outstretched, thought about pulling away. Stepping back. Leaving. (Their voice had ordered him shot; their face had stood for a mutiny, had stared blankly at the scene of a murder; they could not blame Kenobi if he wanted nothing to do with them.) Except, then, Kenobi reached out, catching one of Seventeen's hands with his own. Seventeen felt it like an electroshock, couldn't tell if they wanted to flinch back or lunge forward, and so was left trapped in stillness, watching Kenobi step forward, closer still, close enough that Seventeen could wrap their hands around his throat and squeeze. (They were a weapon, had always been, but they had never felt quite so dangerous around Kenobi before, not like this.) "Are you going to shoot me?" Kenobi asked, quiet. Something in Seventeen felt like it had cracked open, raw and bleeding, and they had to swallow down bile or a scream, they couldn't say which, before they could say, "No." Swallowed again, harder, and managed to add, "I'm gonna shoot Cody." Kenobi's smile was a bitter, brittle thing, and Seventeen couldn't resist, any more, the urge to pull him close, against their chest, and wrap their arms around him, ignoring his stiffness, the terror that they hadn't seen on Rattatak, not once, but fancied they could smell on him, now. Kenobi stayed stiff for a moment that dragged into hours and days, before he relaxed with a whispered, "Oh," and strong hands came up to clench at Seventeen's shoulders, tight enough to ache, to hopefully leave bruises deep, where they would throb for days, so Seventeen couldn't forget that this was real, that he was real. Here. Alive. "I thought you were dead," Seventeen said again, tried not to care when their voice cracked. "I'm not," Kenobi whispered, and squeezed Seventeen's shoulders, then pulled away.

You can read the whole fic on Archive of Our Own!

Please take pity on a poor starving author and reblog this post? (Doubly important for rare-pairs, y'all.)

WIP Game

Rules: Make a 24-hour poll with the names of your wips, let it run, then write one sentence for every vote the winner received.

Oh lord how many slots do you get for these polls? Someone save my soul. These are the ones that I haven't finished yet (or rather 10 of them as I recently learned). XD

Thanks for the tag @bluemaskedkarma

A gift for Tyu, as part of the @spreadyourwingsexchange! Alpha/Obi-Wan, with some sex pollen implications 👀

Fantasy Fic Recs

I’m back with more fic recs. I know I’ve done a rec list for fantasy fics before, but just like the Sith Obi-Wan fic recs, I wanted to do more because it’s been a hot minute!

Ships will vary! I’ll be sure to let you know what fics have what ships though, so don’t worry!

Also, these recs don’t contain like...modern fantasy recs, but I’ll probably do another list for those tbh, probably one for like...in-world fantasy...if that’s what I should call it....

CODYWAN

A Single Sunbeam - @lillytalons The first time Obi-wan met Cody, he hadn’t even gotten his name. It wasn’t a friendly meeting at all, which was a shame. The second time Cody met Obi-wan, he wanted to punch him, just a little. Wandering scholar of the Je’daii order, Obi-Wan travels the lands with his companion & friendly dragon, Boga. There's a darkness growing in Mandalore and a people with no trust for outsiders that Obi-wan wants to help but first he has to convince Cody to trust him. Or: 11 times Obi-wan and Cody meet, with varying degrees of success.

light as whispers - @bluemaskedkarma  The west isn’t safe, not since King Qymaen took the throne. There are awful rumors flying around, especially once Count Dooku joins the King's court. The west isn't safe, not for a lot of people, especially not dragons.

It’s an end to the evil (of all Skyrim’s foes) - @nerjetii Kote wants to reach Skyrim to become a legendary blacksmith under the tutelage of Eorlund Gray-Mane. Obi-Wan wants to reach Skyrim to study at Winterhold Academy to become a great mage. Neither one of them is really looking for adventure. Adventure, however, will find them when Kote learns he is the Dragonborn, Nord Hero destined to defeat the Black Dragon Alduin, a burden he never wanted in the first place and that he reluctantly accept.And Obi-Wan...well, what's Khajiit to do when the nice Redguard seems so lost yet determined to do good in his unexpected quest? Why, of course, Khajiit will go with him!

The World Offers Itself - @brigittttoo  Cody and Obi-Wan embark on their journey to find the boy who will defeat the darkness, as foretold by the Jedi many centuries ago. On their way, they encounter fantastical nature, magic and monsters, and secrets surrounding the history of the Empire; sometimes, even a crafted fate cannot always go as planned.

send you a postcard from heaven - @blackkatmagic  “Is this the part,” Obi-Wan drawls, balanced on the very edge of the plank, “where I say I would rather die?”

Bookworms, Warriors and Princes (Series) - @wanderingjedihistorian  Every time he had to sit through another one of these boring events, Cody gave serious consideration to abdicating his position as Crown Prince of Mandalore and running away to be a bounty hunter. His father would never forgive him, nor would any of his brothers, but it was so tempting.Cody slipped through a door and was pleasantly surprised to find that it led to a library. (summary from the first fic in the series)

Peace in the Realm - Rosawyn When young Lord Anakin's elopement threatens the fragile peace of the entire kingdom, Lord Obi Wan and Prince Codex must find a way to prevent his impulsive decision from toppling everything into chaos.  With threats of war looming on their borders and petty nobles squabbling in Obi Wan's own duchy, things are feeling a lot less stable.  And that's all before the assassination.

JANGOBI (KENFETTI)

The Otherlands - @feybarn Jango glared up at the man who was staring down at him, brows furrowed and lips pursed in what looked like disbelief. “You’re Jango Fett?” The man sounded a mix of offended and disbelieving. Jango raised his eyebrow as derisively and dissuasively as he could. “Last I checked.” The man looked around their surroundings, as though trying to reconcile the putrid-smelling prison cell with Jango’s reputation.The man pursed his lips. “I’d like to hire you.” -_- Obi-Wan needs a guide to the Demon's Lair - Jango Fett just happens to be his best chance of getting there.

ALPHAOBI (ALPHA-17/OBI-WAN)

The Lone Wolf Dies (Series) - @mageofcole  Obi-Wan had never been able to turn away from something in trouble. There’s an injured animal in the forest, he can hear the sounds from the dense underbrush of the woods that surround his home, and it's accompanied by the sound of hunting dogs. (summary from first fic in series)

GEN

ashes to ashes, dust to dust - @crablad Obi-Wan surveyed the pub, taking in the various creatures spread out. Looking for a dragon, as rare as they were, was impossible, especially with the nagas roaming around. He couldn’t catch a sight of those leathery wings, and if he did they were usually harpies with their sharp teeth and red hair. He thought he caught sight of something other than a harpy, with scales along the neck, but the shaded glasses, and squirming hat revealed the creature as a gorgon. He sighed, sinking further into the seat. His wings recoiled from the dusty ground, shaking themselves to clean. It ended up just leaving them covered in more grime, something he would have to deal with later. The scales were more important now, he needed to find a dragon… or someone who knew one. His informant was supposed to meet him an hour ago.

Chapters: 3/3 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Alpha-17 (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Sith Obi-Wan Kenobi, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence Series: Part 1 of Sith Obi-Wan Event Summary:

Sith Obi-Wan Event Day 1: "Such a waste of your talents..."

Alpha-17 makes a deal with a golden-eyed devil and gets far more than he bargained for out of it.

AlphaObi!

Features Senator Obi-Wan and Virgin Alpha-17 and my specialty! Bare minimum plot, maximum porn!

written for: @mock-speed

SubObi Week #6 - Masterlist

Our AO3 Collection Previous Weeks’ Masterlists

If your submission isn’t included here, please let me know!

**Please note that warnings and ratings are not included on this list. Please take time to read the tags on the work itself.**

Submissions:

Collections or Prompt Combinations:

a reminder by wrennette - Alphobi, Codywan

SubObi a hračky by SallyPejr - QuinObi, Obitine

SubObi Week 2022 by Bittodeath - QuiObi, Obikin, Codywan, Jastobi, ObiVizsla

SubObi Week 2022 by MerlynBane - Jangobi, Obirex, Obimaul, Codywan, Jangobi, BailObiBreha

Day 1 - Hole spanking/Pussy spanking/Maintenance Spankings

Fluid Bonded by FlitShadowflame - Jangobi

Maintenance by SinQueen69 - QuiObi

Day 2 - Gags/Sex toys under clothing/Vibrators

Aboard the Negotiator by SinQueen69 - Codywan

Buir and His Baby by FlitShadowflame - Jangobi

(lovely) underneath it all by Siderea - AlphaObi

That’s All You Have to Do by wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67) - Codywan

Their Perfectly Eager Companion by TheShinyLizard - BailobiBreha

Day 3 - Public consummation/First night witnessed

An Auspicious Match by sanerontheinside - QuiObi

by right of the thigh by wrennette - Ventrobi

wrap myself inside your arms (i cannot rest) by Siderea - Obimaul

Day 4 - Pregnant and single/abandoned by old lover/Surrogate pregnancy/Oviposition

an incubator by wrennette - DexObi

Carry On by TheShinyLizard - Jangobi

(in these gifts) the shape of adoration by Siderea - Jastobi

should have known by aspec_erotica_connoisseur - ObiTentacles

Day 5 - Wedding/Mating Run

move my feet towards your body (i can hear this beat) by Siderea - Jangobi

Unexpected Value by  wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67) - Jangobi

SubObi a Bail by SallyPejr - BailObi

Day 6 - Lactation/Milking/Hucow | Come stuffing

Aching and Full by TheShinyLizard - QuiObi

heat by wrennette - Codywan, ObiClones

Just Because It Wouldn't Pass Your Ethics Board Doesn't Mean It Won't Pass Ours by Millberry_5 - Codywan, ObiClones

Since I First Saw by wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67) - Codywan

taken it all (and we're far from finished) by Siderea - Codywan, ObiClones

Day 7 - Fuck or die | Possessiveness

The Captive by TheShinyLizard - Jangobi

in your arms tonight (must have been something you said) by Siderea - Codywan

Our Beauitul Jewel by wanderingjedihistorian (RangerJedi67) - Codywan, ObiClones

Shan'hal'lak, cyar'ika by Charm_Caster1127 - Codywan

SubObi a Quinlan by SallyPejr - QuinObi

subsumption by wrennette - ObiDooku

Day 8 - Bonus Free Day

A Convenient Opportunity by dovebox - Jangobi

who’s been loving you good? by Siderea - Jangobi

after the torture on Rattatak

Which Clones x Obi OT3 would you like to see?

(Man I really wish Tumblr had a poll feature...)

I recently passed a follower milestone here on Tumblr, and to celebrate I thought I'd draw something a little self-indulgent (everything I draw is self-indulgent). And, because it's a follower milestone, I thought I'd ask for opinions!

So, of the three following OT3s, which would you want to see the most?

1) Cody x Obi-Wan x Jango

2) Cody x Obi-Wan x Rex

3) Cody x Obi-Wan x Alpha-17

Ngl these all appeal to me personally so I'll probably get to drawing them all in some form or another eventually, and probably other combinations too that may or may not include Cody. But for now, these are the options!

Mostly I'm just lonely and want interaction, so lemme know which appeals the most by replying to this post! <3

Anakin: *to Rex* What would be a worse way to die; set on fire, or sliced in half by a saber.

Obi-Wan: *handing Cody a cup of caff* Anakin, you’re so odd. I plan on dying peacefully in my sleep, snuggled up in Alpha’s big burly arms.

Alpha 17: whooooo *high fives Obi-Wan while other clones agree around them*

All right, authors have been revealed, I can finally claim this. Wrote a thing for a certain cannibalistic sheep friend of mine ;)

(Mind the tags! I’m not kidding on the whole “sexy arranged marriage but also cannibalism and non-con body mods” bit lol)

Two Sentence Tuesday: AlphaObi

I'm switching between WIPs and New Fics this year in an attempt to clear out the last of the fics that I started writing a hot minute ago (since now I finish the fics in their entirety before posting XD) and this is one of the new ones I'm working on!

Canto Bight was a disgusting city—full of casinos and racetracks and stacked to the brim with bars and clubs and brothels that made Alpha’s lips turn up in distaste—and Alpha couldn’t fathom why Obi-Wan would possibly need to be seen anywhere in the city of sin that plagued the otherwise beautiful desert planet. He’d expected to find the man climbing the ruins of the beautiful cities that had once stood in the oases, not in the middle of the dangerous, crime-ridden center of a city made for debauchery.

(ONE SHOT) buycika STAR WARS

Rating: G

Warnings: Fantasy AU, Past Abuse, Referenced Childbirth

(belated) Comfortember no.23 - Exhaustion

Sequel to oya'karir

The newest members of Alpha’s pack are born as the first snow of the year begins to fall over the mountain sanctuary they call their home. It had been a long, hard labour, and all Alpha had been able to do was bring his mate water and food when he needed it, and mop away the sweat on his brow while Obi-Wan did all the hard work. Alpha had worried for a long time that something would go wrong, that he’d lose his mate or the pups he carried inside of him, or even both, and it made a sort of anxiety he hadn’t felt since Kamino crawl up his throat and grip his chest like a vice, a fear he hadn’t felt since Rex had been introduced into his pen, a sickly little thing and the only survivor of his ill-fated litter. He’d spent days curled around his pups then, baring his teeth and snarling at any of the alchemists that dared to get to close.

Back then, he hadn’t known what freedom could be like. He didn’t know what life beyond his cage could feel like, beyond the foggy dreams of when he himself had been a pup, barely weaned from his mother.

Now, he knows what it’s like to run free, to hunt and provide. He knows what it’s like to truly teach his cubs how to live, and he’d learned alongside them, taught by the very man who became his mate. Obi-Wan was a gentle teacher, a good one too, willing to teach Alpha and the cubs anything they didn’t know, always happy to answer any questions they had - and there were a lot of them, with curious cubs under foot. Alpha himself could barely hear ‘but why?’ anymore without wanting to launch himself into the fucking sun, but Obi-Wan had weathered it all with a kind smile and kinder words.

Alpha had fallen fast and hard for the sweet-smelling druid, watching him interact with his boys. At first, he had kept an eye on them at all times because after so long of being the only one looking out for his cubs, he didn’t know how to brush away the anxiety and aggression when others got too close, used to the furious fear of the Kaminoans taking his cubs from his and bringing them back hurt and scared.

Or not bringing them back at all, like Doom, Gree, Bacara, and Neyo.

Then, his hypervigilance had turned into something else. Watching Obi-Wan with his cubs did funny things to his gut, made him ache to pull the man close and claim him as his own. It had set off a primal desire in him for more - a desire he’d always had, but never aimed at another person. It made him want to see the redhead with pups, little ones born to the both of them that could grow never knowing the cages and the alchemists of Tapioca City. Pups who could be Free-Born. Little pups that would follow behind his older cubs, that would give Rex the chance to have vod’ike. He wanted to experience the gentle, comforting milk smell of pups again, a smell that had long since faded from his cubs’ fur, one that never failed to soothe the ragged parts of him.

He had pushed those desires away, at first. He had pushed away his more primal instincts because Obi-Wan wasn’t a Mandalorian, wasn’t a pack-animal, so he’d had to figure out other ways to interact with the man. At the time, Alpha had known nothing about humans, hadn’t known how to talk to them - it hadn’t exactly been something he was taught in the zoo. It wasn’t something the Kaminoans cared about. He had been gruff, tense, and often aggressive, but as time passed, as he continued to learn, Alpha had softened. Obi-Wan had brought out something in him that had before been for his boys. As time had passed, it had gotten easier, they had grown closer, until they had finally given a name to what had grown between them. They had talked, whenever the boys were asleep, about their desires for the future. It had been Obi-Wan who had breached the question of children, had shared his love for them and told him about the creches from the place he had once called home. He had told Alpha that he loved his cubs as if they were his own, that he always would, even if they had children of their own one day.

And then he had been told that his mate was expecting.

All the members of their small pack had been excited to welcome their newest members. As the pregnancy had progressed, it hadn’t been uncommon to see Wolffe and Fox prowling the edges of their territory, and the twins often ended up dragging small bucks between them back into the house, tracking blood across the wood; they’d been so proud of themselves, the blood blending into their red aliike, that the heat of the scoldings they got had lessened. Ponds and Bly had accidentally trampled Obi-Wan’s herb garden while trying to help by tending to the plants, and had ended up in near tears from the guilt when they’d seen the mess they’d made, but Alpha’s mate had just laughed and showed them how to salvage the remains. Attentive, loyal Kote had been waiting on the redhead hand and foot, and had ended up stepping up as a secondary alpha among him brothers, keeping them in line as the pregnancy progressed to the point that it was hard for Obi-Wan to leave his bed for too long and most of Alpha’s attention turned to helping his mate. Rex had followed behind his closest brother, a little white and blue shadow to contrast against Kote’s black and orange-gold fur.

When the time had finally come, they had been prepared, but it hadn’t stopped Alpha’s paranoid fear that something would go wrong, and he’s never been more thankful to be wrong. The labour was long, but it had gone smoothly, and the pups had been born small, but healthy. Now, Alpha is the only one awake, standing by the foot of the crib that Obi-Wan had shown him how to carve, and watching the snowfall outside.

It’s peaceful, listening to the sound of his mate and cubs sleeping, all bundled together on one bed until there wasn’t any room for Alpha to join them. Exhausted, Obi-Wan had succumbed to sleep not long after the pups had been born, and the cubs had arranged themselves around him, a solid mass of colourfully marked fur and light breathing. Milk-scent is heavy in the air, and Alpha feels more at peace than he thinks he ever has; it brings back fuzzy memories of squirming among his brothers, searching blindly for his mother’s teat so that he could suckle until he’d had his fill and fell back to sleep.

A whining has Alpha stirring from his thoughts, and he turns to see the older twin, Fie-Vel - named for Obi-Wan’s culture but affectionately nicknamed Fives by Rex - awake and squirming, face scrunched up grumpily. It makes Alpha chuff out a gentle huff of breath, reaching in to gently lift the pup into his arms.

Already more advanced than a human infant, even at hours old, Fives’ dark eyes stare up at him as he coos. Alpha rumbles sub vocally, rubbing a thumb across the pup’s lips, watching them part so that the small infant could chew the limb with needle-sharp milk teeth. Soon he’d be crawling, shifting, and Alpha would be there for all the milestones.

Still in the crib, little surprise-baby Echo, the younger of the twins, stirs with the loss of his brother from beside him, whimpering, and Alpha reaches into the crib to rub a hand through downy-soft black curls. Echo wiggles in response, flailing his limbs, uncoordinated but determined, and as Alpha watches, the pup gives a full-body shiver, eyes shifting to golden-amber. A wide grin spreads across his face as the pup’s body morphs seamlessly, black and silver fur marked with patches of white and cyan aliike sprouting, and bones shifting to accommodate his new form. In his arms, Fives squeaks in surprise at the sight of his brother, as Echo flails puppy-large paws, tail thumping, and within moments, the larger twin is following his littermate’s example, small body shifting and twisting in Alpha’s arms until he has a small black and grey pup with similarly coloured aliike to his brother gnawing on his bicep.

Alpha had never gotten to witness his oldest cubs’ first shift, never gotten to witness so many important milestones in those first years of their lives. He wouldn’t take this opportunity for granted.

Taglist: @a-mediocre-succulent

star wars :))

…….oh no

Uhhhhhhhhhhhhhhhh

OTP: prooooooooooobably codywan? though stormpilot held that spot for a loooooooong time before TLJ ruined any joy I took in the sequels

Favorite Canon Pairing: kanera grew on me once I actually sat down to watch more of Rebels

Worst Pairing Ever: reylo. but quiobi is a close second

EDIT: I FORGOT ABOUT OBITINE reylo is still tied for worst though

Guilty Pleasure Pairing: oh that’s a tough one bc I have a hit a point of being too petty to feel anything approaching guilt over ships I enjoy……..I guess Waxer/Boil counts? I don’t seek it out and as a whole I’m pretty neutral on cloneships but every time I read their dynamic as a secondary pair in fics, it’s enjoyable

Pairing I Want To See More: ooooooh vox! Also alphaobi. Kenfetti makes for a pretty interesting dynamic too

That Pairing Everyone Likes But I’m Like “lol no”: probably anidala? Everything about their dynamic rubs me the wrong way but in a less intense way than obitine bc at least the narrative fucking admits that Anakin and Padmé are unhealthy and don’t use Padmé solely for Anakin’s manpain only mostly. The whole Tragic Romance of Anakin destroying everything for Padmé only to destroy her as well thing kind of lost the focus when I looked at exactly how shitty their dynamic was throughout AotC and TCW. Also pretty much any Fives ship lol but that’s bc I live and die by my aroace!Fives headcanon and am probably among the only ones

Favorite Non-Romantic Pair: ECHO AND FIVES!!!!! (no shame if you do ship them, I just adore them being basically platonic soulmates) But seriously there’s so many good platonic pairings that are fun to explore whether due to canon or the canon that’s sprung up for them.

Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types Rating: Explicit Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Alpha-17/Obi-Wan Kenobi Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Alpha-17 (Star Wars) Additional Tags: SubObi Week 2022, Submissive Obi-Wan Kenobi, Sex Toys Under Clothing, Established Relationship, Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars), Blow Jobs Series: Part 1 of SubObi Week 2022 Summary:

For SubObi Week Day 2: Gags/Sex toys under clothing/Vibrators

Alpha-17 has some fun with his lover while on a diplomatic mission after the end of the war.