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generalkenobee · 10 months

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Hello! I wanted to request some headcanons if thats okay :]

How would Kylo, Obi and Qui Gon act if their s/o hugs them all of a sudden? Like, they're working or meditating and their s/o just hug them from behind or something. Would they hug back inmediately? Comfort? Froze?

I hope this makes sense, tysm and have a nice day<3

This is so cute!!

I also want to point out that this is my first request for obi wan?! Like what so it's much appreciated baby booboo bear 🩷

Tw: just fluff

•he honestly gets defensive and pushes you away at first

•when he realizes it's you he apologizes and hugs you back

•" I'm sorry, you know you can't be here right now. You'll distract me"

•when you don't move Kylo lets out an irritated sigh but doesn't force you to leave

•you would watch him as he meditates, his entire face at rest and he just looked too good

•so you would walk up to him and crawl into his lap again

•"(Y/N).." his tone was unwavering and more less a warning

•when you refuse to leave his lap, he just continues with you there while you play with his fingers

•"hello there" he said hugging you back

•he'll let you sit in the same room as him while you read

•you would look over at obi wan every so often and just couldn't control yourself

•you stood behind him and wrapped your arms around his waist, head rested on his shoulder with steady breathing

•"you're impossible, I can't seem to get away from you y'know that?"

•you looked up at him disappointed and slightly sad, thinking he wanted you to leave

•"oh no sweetheart, I love having you with me while I meditate. It helps me concentrate"

•very similar to Obi Wan

•gentle with you, always

•would immediately drop what he was doing and hug you back, rubbing light circles on your back

•"aw does my baby want attention?"

•when you look up at him and nod your head he would squeeze you tighter

•you guys would stay like that for a while before he went back to his meditation

•he has no issue with you staying with him

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liam-neesons-best-girl · 1 month

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Qui-Gon Jinn NSFW Alphabet

Smut below the cut!

Warning: F! reader, 18+

A = Aftercare (What they’re like after sex): Qui-Gon makes sure you have water on your bed side table and a towel to clean up. He usually offers to cuddle and plays with your hair until you fall asleep.

B = Body part (Their favorite body part of theirs and also their partner’s): His favorite part of himself is his hair. It took him a long time to achieve the length he has and considers it a sign of patience he learned in his Jedi training. He also loves when you wash and comb it for him.

His favorite part of you is your stomach or your hips. He loves the idea of holding onto you for dear life when you ride him or when he eats you out.

C = Cum (Anything to do with cum): Qui-Gon will only cum after he knows you have, such a gentleman. If he does accidently cum earlier into your sessions he is all for making it up to you however you deem fit. *wink wink*

D = Dirty Secret (Pretty self explanatory, a dirty secret of theirs): He likes it when you pull his hair. It excites him because of the switch in dominance and because it pulls his face up to look at yours.

E = Experience (How experienced are they? Do they know what they’re doing?): Qui-Gon is not overly experienced since he has dedicated most of his adult life to being a Jedi. However, he is a quick learner and wants to please you.

F = Favorite Position: cowgirl and missionary may be bland but he loves being able to look at you and watch your reactions to his movements.

G = Goofy (Are they more serious in the moment, or are they humorous, etc.): In the moment he is quite serious, but every now and then the foreplay leads to a lamp being knocked over or accidently turning on his comm link. In those moments you can't help but laugh.

H = Hair (How well groomed are they, does the carpet match the drapes, etc.): He always has his hair done, whether that be half up/half down, a bun, or sometimes if he lets you; braids. Below the belt he is groomed but not bare. He embraces the natural look bestowed upon him by mother nature.

I = Intimacy (How are they during the moment, romantic aspect…): Qui-Gon is so romantic it hurts. He will fill the room with candles, soft music, wine; the works. He also loves foreplay so he takes his time with you.

J = Jack Off (Masturbation headcanon): He prefers you of course, but when he is off on long missions he uses it as a distraction or a reminder of you.

K = Kink (One or more of their kinks): breeding, spanking, role playing

L = Location (Favorite places to do the do): Ever the traditionalist, he likes to do it on a bed or some soft surface so he doesn't hurt his pillow princess. However, on the rare occasion when you say your farewells on his ship, y'all used the cockpit so whenever he navigates on that mission, he could picture you right there with him.

N = NO (Something they wouldn’t do, turn offs): Anything that would overtly hurt you or threesomes. He doesn't want to share you.

M = Motivation (What turns them on, gets them going): hair pulling, dirty talk, light saber foreplay

O = Oral (Preference in giving or receiving, skill, etc): Loves to give, loves to receive. He loves the taste of you after a long mission. His tongue methodically swipes between your folds to elicit the most beautiful moan he has ever heard.

Giving him head is an out of body experience. Only about half of his member can fit in you at once. He is so encouraging and loves the velvety movement of your tongue.

P = Pace (Are they fast and rough? Slow and sensual? etc.): Romantic and slow mostly. There will be times when you want to be railed and he will indulge that fantasy but he much rather savor the moment.

Q = Quickie (Their opinions on quickies rather than proper sex, how often, etc.): Not a big fan. He likes to spoil you and cherish the time you have together since he's sent off on missions frequently.

R = Risk (Are they game to experiment, do they take risks, etc.): The only risk you face is someone catching you both, since Jedis are not supposed to take a lover. You have become quite stealthy when you sneak out to meet in botanical gardens or behind a row of speeders.

S = Stamina (How many rounds can they go for, how long do they last…): He can go all night. Not one orgasm right after the other, but he can easily feel himself getting hard again when he sees you reach over him for a glass of water, pull your hair back, or begin kissing his chest.

T = Toy (Do they own toys? Do they use them? On a partner or themselves?): Qui-Gon doesn't like the idea. He is a too proud in some ways and likes to know he is the only one (or only thing) getting you off.

U = Unfair (how much they like to tease): Qui-Gon has great patience, but you, not so much. He'll tease you with kisses all over your face but not on your lips. Or he'll kiss down your neck to your breasts, stomach and hip but halt at your pussy. He wants to see you squirm and beg him before he obliges.

V = Volume (How loud they are, what sounds they make): He's not a screamer per se, but he is vocal. He loves to be close to you and groan in your ear, letting you know just how crazy you make him.

W = Wild Card (Get a random headcanon for the character of your choice): Qui-Gon loves dirty talk. Whether that is him telling you how good you make him feel or in saying things like, "do you want to kiss my cock, little star? Agggh, you can fit so much of me like the good little girl you are." He knows how wet it makes you and that only makes him do it more.

X = X-Ray (Let’s see what’s going on in those pants): He is a modest man but boy is he packing. Qui-Gon is 6'4'' and completely proportional if you catch my drift.

Y = Yearning (How high is their sex drive?): His sex drive is quite high but is patient. However, the first moment you two get to yourselves, he jumps your bones.

Z = ZZZ (… how quickly they fall asleep afterwards): He doesn't instantly go to sleep but rather dozes off with you.

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star-whores-a-new-hoe · 2 years

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Kinktober Day One// Qui Gon Jinn X Reader

Day one prompt: 69 // Dirty Talk Qui gon Jinn X Reader

Warnings: AFAB Reader (no pronouns used), P in V sex, unprotected sex (wrap it before you tap it kiddos), creampie,Teasing, Dirty talk (obviously), Bad Grammar, Bad writing

Word Count: 750

DID YOU MISS ME BITCHES?! We are back and doing kinktober for the first time! I am sorry for being so inactive, but I finally have my life together enough to write again (seriously I just had like the biggest mental block ANYWAYS) I’m following the prompt list from @the-purity-pen and will be doing my best to post daily but no promises! Thank you for your patience and support while I got my groove back I love you all!

His breath fans hot against your neck, his sweat-slicked skin pressed against your back and the weight of his hard and heavy cock trapped between your bodies makes your head go dizzy with need. His touch leaves a trail of goosebumps in it’s wake and you can’t help but close your eyes, at peace in his arms.

“Now, Now my sweet one, you can’t be done yet?” He coos in that low rumbling voice of his. His words oh so mocking but his voice ever so sweet. Through the lusty fog of your mind you feel yourself lazily shake your head, letting your neck loll back onto Qui Gon’s shoulder. You fell the vibrations of his chuckle against your back and he presses a kiss to the crook of your exposed neck. “Good. I hate to think I’ve worn you out already?”

You wanted to make some kind of sarcastic quip, to tease about how of course your not tired after the two previous orgasms Qui Gon had rung from your body, but it seems all the snark has left you, replaced with overwhelming desire for him. For now, you just take Qui gon’s large, calloused hands in yours and drag them up your body, over your thighs, across your stomach, and up to squeeze your breasts. You let out a soft whimper as his thumbs graze your nipples, letting your own hands fall back down now that he’s got the message.

“It’s all right my little Star, I’ll give you what you need.” One hand leaves your chest to settle on your hip, gently nudging you lay on your back. Qui Gon slots himself between your spread thighs, his arms cadging around your head and his long hair falling like a curtain around you, shutting out the outside world and all of her problems.

“You always look so gorgeous like this,” He whispers, his fingers trailing down your cheek ever so softly, and your eyes flutter shut under his intense stare. “Legs spread for me, dripping onto the sheets and barely able to string together a sentence.” you feel your face heat even more at his dirty words.

“Qui Gon,” You whine, snaking a hand down between your bodies to grasp his thick, aching cock. “Please.” You load the word with all the longing and passion you have inside of you, hoping that by some fancy Jedi miracle he could sense it and give into your need.

“Alright.” He sighs, tilting your chin up to him and pressing the upmost softest kiss to your lips as he helps you guide his cock into your aching heat. “Oh Maker,” he sighs against your lips. “You feel exquisite.”

His hand travels down across your body, fingertips tracing over every inch of you before coming to rest on your hip. His strong grasp helps you set a rhythm, pulling your hips against his. “That's it, just like that.” It’s remarkable how all it takes are his words, the cadence of his voice and suddenly you’re putty in his hands, nothing inside you but that slowly building fire of pleasure in your gut that Qui Gon strokes with every stroke of his cock.

“More,” You beg, clawing his back, pulling him closer as he slowly grinds into you.

“More? My, where have your manners gone?”

“Please!” You practically cry. With a satisfied smile, Qui Gon’s thrusts speed up, his rough, calloused fingers coming down to rub gentle circles in your clit. That fire of pleasure burns within you, building up and up until you feel like it will consume you.

“What’s wrong my little star, are you getting close?” You nod frantically and his ministrations on your clit speed up. He leans closer to whisper right in your ear, his smooth easy voice like a drug. “Then be good and come for me.”

All it takes is his words and suddenly white-hot pleasure engulfs you, your body clenches around him, arching up into him and you cry out in ecstasy. “That's it,” He says again, working you through your orgasm until you push his hand off of your clit.

“Where do you want me, darling?” He asks, breathless, a flush creeping up his face and neck.

“Inside!” You beg, holding him tighter. With a few rough thrusts and a final sigh, Qui Gon fills you up with his seed.

You place a peck on his freckled shoulder as you both catch your breathes. “Thank you, Qui Gon.” You say with a sleepy satisfied smile.

“Anything for you, my little star.” He says before giving you another loving kiss.

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daddy-issues-99 · 1 year

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Qui Gon Jinn x GN Reader

PURE FLUFF!!!

Tatooine is horrible. Bold statement but its awful. Its hot, dry and full of aggressive and scary people. As a Jedi you are taught to be able to handle any situation but you, well you could do it. Barely.

You had just finished your Padawan training and were sent on a mission with Obi Wan and Qui Gon. That was the only good part of this trip. Obi Wan was an entertaining Padawan and you got to spend time with Qui Gon.

Qui Gon was a rule abiding Jedi who wouldn't dare break the rules of the Jedi code. Until he met you that is. You two managed to catch feelings for each other when he was teaching you a few years back and eventually you two formed a secret relationship.

The last few days however, even being around your partner couldn't lift your mood.

You sat in one of the spare rooms of the Skywalker hut where you, Qui Gon and Obi Wan were allowed to stay. Obi Wan was entertaining Anakin and Qui Gon was clearing his head outside leaving you alone in the room.

You ripped off your robes and threw them to the floor not bothering to fold them and placed your lightsaber on a shelf next to your cot. All you cared about was getting cleaned off.

You had been outside all day in the Tatooine sun. You were covered in sweat and sand without any relief. You were annoyed and stressed and it made it worse to know that you were annoyed and stressed.

You tugged the final layer of your robe off and fumbled over the pile of clothes you had formed on the floor. You let out a loud grunt in annoyance followed by a string of curses.

Undenounced to you Qui Gon was watching this all unfold.

“Rough day darling?” You sat up and looked to see Qui Gon leaning against the door frame with a smirk on his face, clearly holding back a giggle at your reaction.

You stood up and kicked the cloths to the side. He walked into the room closing the curtain behind him. “I will take that as a yes.”

He sat down on the cot as you walked away to get some water to freshen up with. “What’s wrong my darling?”

“Everything! I hate this god damn planet! Its hot, its dry, and its stressful!”

You turned away slamming your hands down onto a table. Qui Gon slowly stood up and walked over to where you were standing. “I can tell your stressed. I am too.” He said, giving your hand a squeeze.

“I’m just so tired.” You said in a shaky voice. “I know darling, but its the end of the day now. Get cleaned up and come rest.” He gently kissed the top of your head and handed you a clean pair of shirts and tank top.

You smiled taking the clothes from his hands. Even though he’d only held them for a second they smelled like him.

Your turned around and took of your outer layer of clothes so you were in a sports bra and panties. Qui Gon sat on the cot behind you and watched your body as you changed. Not in a provocative way, but in a mesmerized way.

You took a rag and soaked in in some water and quickly washed off the sand and sweat from the day.

You quickly put on the fresh clothes and turned around to see Qui Gon with a small smile on his face. “What?” “Nothing, you're just beautiful.” You walked over to the cot and laid down so your head was on his thigh. He played with your hair and you closed your eyes enjoying his touch.

“I love you Qui Gon.” “I love you too my darling.”

“You look cute together.”

You both jumped and looked at the door to see Obi Wan leaning against the door with a smirk on his face. Qui Gon opened his moth but was cut off by Obi Wan “Don’t worry, your secrets safe with me, as long as I’m invited to the wedding.” He said jokingly.

You both let out a sigh of relief “Thank you Obi Wan, and of course you can be invited to the wedding.”

“Can I make the rings!” Anakin yelled, clearly eavesdropping on the conversation. “Oncourse little Jedi.” “Yay!” He ran over and jumped up onto you and Qui Gon giving you a hug.

*Down the hall* 3PO: Why am I not invited?

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spaceventurer · 2 years

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Hungry - Qui-Gon Jinn steamy blurb.

Pairing: Qui-Gon Jinn x padawan!Reader

Summary: You wake up and walk in to Qui-Gon making breakfast for you, if only you'd realise what you're wearing...

Content/Warnings: Fluff and suggestive content. 18+.

Words: 262

Requested: No

While stretching out your arms above your head, you let out a deep sigh. You rub your eyes and walk out of your room.

“Good morning. I made some breakfast if you’re hungry?” Qui-Gon says with a pan containing scrambled eggs in his right hand and a brown spatula in the other. You smile thankfully at him and he puts the eggs on a sandwich which he then puts on a plate. He hands the meal over to you and his fingers brush lightly over yours, which causes you to have a fizzy feeling.

“Thanks Qui-Gon,” you say while grabbing a fork to eat. You lean on the counter and begin a small talk with your master. Just about the usual stuff, you know, the past missions and the upcoming ones.The conversation slowly starts to die but then master Jinn says,

“Darling, I think you should know you look amazing.” Qui-Gon smirks as he looks you up and down. And it’s at that moment you realise what you’re wearing, just his t-shirt with nothing underneath it. A cold shiver makes its way up to your body at his interested eyes that scan all over your body now, leaving no part unseen. Feeling the heat rise to your cheeks you almost choke on your food in embarrassment.

“Now don’t choke on that. However I do know something else you may choke on..” He licks his lips. Okay now you’re really- really hot. A small gasp leaves your mouth as he starts cupping your cheeks and looking from your eyes to your lips…

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obsessedlovers · 26 days

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seeking for stars

(a tale of stars and sorrow part 1)

Qui-Gon Jinn x female oc

- smut / +18

- bondage

- age gap

// "Feel, dont think.", I gasp, not able to do anything more than melt under him, his motions, his presence. //

"Master", i say, greeting the tall, calm man entering the archive. It's a quiet afternoon, my shift gets finally close to its end. The jedi slowly passes the endless rows of shelves, holding every memory of the universe.

His deep measured voice draws me in his direction. "I want to speak to your master Jocasta Nu." Just for a second, i blink, feeling overwhelmed by his capturing aura. "The master is on a mission, may i offer my help instead?"

The Jedi Temple Library is one of the most important places of research and knowledge in Coruscant and the whloe core worlds, often sought out by members of the Jedi Council. But only the masters work on these requests. I am part of the educational jedi service corps. But i was a jedi initiate, a poor one for sure.

Qui-Gon looks down on me, not unfriendy, rather inquiring. He is tall, way taller than me. His blue eyes fix me with a piercing gaze. "What's your name, apprentice?" "Riaye Chas, master."

"Riaye, show me where the holograms of the great hyperspace war are located." I nod, leading the older man through the library aisles. The archive rooms are vast and extensive, although i am learning for years now to be an archivist in the corps, i still get lost.

I feel a bit uncomfortable as the jedi master follows me, as if i could feel his glimpses burning on me. He is so close, his robe lightly touches me. As we finally come to the right corridor, i sense his intense feelings and determance.

Just as I'm about to show him the holograms, Qui-Gon steps towards me. I am pushed against the shelves. "Master-", I start off suprised. His long hair falls against my neck, even through his thick robe I can feel his muscles keeping me in place.

But its more than this. I can feel him slightly using the force, using it to stop me from moving, building a protective, sound-insulating field around us and the corridor.

My breathing speeds up. I look up into his eyes. "You're not good at hiding your feelings." He's so close that his beard softly brushes me. My heart races. "Do you want me to touch you?" I nod, too fast. He chuckles, already running his fingers under my robe, untying the laces.

Qui-Gon steps back, looking at my naked body. Than he lifts his hand, and suddenly the laces of my robe start lifting up from the ground, winding and tying one of my arms to my thigh, one behind my back.

Standing on one leg, feeling the tense grip of the strings slowly wraping around my breasts, exposing them to him. I feel my pussy clenching, waiting for him to fill her. Qui-Gon comes closer, glazing at his work, running his fingers over my tied up body.

He bends down, his lips kissing my skin, the strings cutting in it.

My legs started trembling. He forces himself into me, pushing into my throbbing parts. I cannot help but moan. My voice encourages him, he starts moving in me, slowly first but than harder. "You're so big master."

I am hardly standing, he holds me in position while pushing into me. His robe falls loosely from his shoulders, but he has barely taken off his clothes. I feel even more exposed.

Qui-Gon loosens the ties, the strings fall on the ground within one motion. My body trembles from the tension. The jedi master turns me, his hands on my hips. He takes me from behind, fucking me relentlessly.

I cannot hold on myself, his moans are so dark yet so soft. I tremble into one orgasm after another. I feel Qui-Gon using the force, pushing my buttons, pressing softly against the most sensitive spots as he thrusts into me.

I look into the corridors, fearing someone could stumble into this scene, into me, being fucked by a member of the Jedi Council. He seems to notice my fears as he utters his direction, aiming directly for my weak spot.

"Feel, dont think.", I gasp, not able to do anything more than melt under him, his motions, his presence.

I practicaly sink down, allowing him to pound even deeper into me. I can feel that he's close now, his aura flickers around him, stretching out until it nearly burns me. I am force sensitive, but I never really got to use it. Now, as Qui-Gon is so close, i feel the force soaking me, infusing me. I feel powerless and more powerfull than ever at the same time.

Qui-Gon increases his pace, his moans get restless, nearly desperate. I merely manage to take it, feeling overwhelmed by coming over and over again. The force reacts to him, it reaches out to me, my body, nearly burns me.

I clench around him, I feel his cock pulsating as his cum fills my pussy. My legs shake as its warmth runs down my legs. I look at him, unsure what to do.

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thesassypadawan · 1 month

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Sweet Padawan Of Mine (Master Qui-Gon x FemPadawanReader)

Summary: Who would think that Qui-Gon’s sweet, innocent, little padawan liked it rough. That beneath her robes she was so…beautiful.

Warnings: 18+ (mdni), because there sooo much of the smut. Dom Qui-Gon, Sub Padawan, painful sex, age gap, and…Qui-Gon’s fat dick. Padawan reader is of age.

- Standing in front of the mirror, you stare at your reflection intently.

- You are Master Jinn’s padawan. His sweet, innocent, little padawan. At least, that’s how the rest of the galaxy sees you.

- Smirking, you slip off his cloak. Revealing a body covered in an array of bruises, bites, and hickeys.

- “Beautiful,” Qui-Gon mutters. Coming to stand behind you, he absolutely towers over your smaller frame. The size difference sends a thrill down your spine. “You are more beautiful than the star filled sky.”

- “Bea-beautiful?” You whisper shyly, a dusting of pink on your cheeks.

- Big hands come to rest on your sore hips. Lips kiss the tender marks that litter your shoulders and neck. “Yes, beautiful. Bruised so perfectly. Forever bearing the evidence of who you belong to.”

- A gasp escapes your lips as he squeezes your thoroughly abused ass. He chuckles darkly at the sound. “Tell me, who is it that you belong to, sweet padawan of mine? Who makes you cry out in ecstasy each night?”

- “You… I belong to you, master,” you whimper. Pressing back into his rough touch. “Inside and out.”

- “Don’t you ever forget that,” Qui growls. Nipping harshly at your neck, making you moan. “Now why don’t we make you more beautiful?”

- “Please,” you beg. Body growing warm. “Please, make me more beautiful for you.”

- Lifting you effortlessly, he sets you on your shared sleep couch. Joining you, he smacks your bottom. Pain rippling through you tenderized flesh as he says the single command of… “Arch.”

- Without hesitation, you obey. Kneeling, your head down and cheek pressed to the mattress. Your back curves, posture perfected under Qui-Gon’s training. Hands splayed out before you, held in place by the force.

- Hips twitch instinctively to his bulbous tip sliding through your wet folds. His pre mixing with your slick, coating his massive cock.

- You’re practically shaking, body still sensitive from the previous night’s escapades. From him fucking you ruthlessly. From anticipation of the sweet ache, the ache that you crave so badly. “Master… Need it…”

- “Shhh, it’s all right. I’ll give you exactly what you need.” Snapping his hips, he buries himself to the hilt. A pleased rumble coming from his chest as you yelp out from the burning stretch.

- His grip on your waist tightens. Yet you stay poised, never faltering. Despite the hard slaps he delivers to your ass and thighs…even your poor clit. Cries of pain escape you.

- “So lovely. Your screams are like music to my ears, little one,” Qui groans. Long fingers digging into your blemished skin, cupping your breasts. Pathetic mewls falling from your lips.

- Your mind is becoming hazy. Thighs are trembling. Walls fluttering and clenching around him. You wonder how much longer you can stay upright, your orgasm fast approaching. All you can do is whine desperately into the sheets.

- Qui-Gon’s grunts fill you ears. You can feel his cock pulsing deep inside of you. His hips bucking wildly, heavy balls slamming against your bottom. “That’s it. Cum for me. Cum…with…me!”

- Squealing out in pleasure, shuddering waves of ecstasy crash through your body. While he moans low, thick spurts of cum filling your pussy. Overflowing, dripping down on your thighs.

- Releasing his force hold on your wrists, you nearly collapse. Hands now holding you gently, kissing lovingly down your spine. Muttering soft praises into your bruised skin. “Beautiful…absolutely beautiful.”

- “Bea-beautiful?” You stammer, the ache beginning to set in.

- “So beautiful for me. With each new mark, your beauty only grows,” he murmurs. His grip slowly tightens. “Shall we add some more then, sweet padawan of mine?”

- “Yes…please, master.” The words barely leave your lips and Qui starts pounding into you again. Further bruising you, marking you forever as his.

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samantha-rae-velcher · 2 years

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The light within

Qui Gon Jinn x Fem reader

Requested by: @koree-ann thank you for the request ❤️

Warnings: pure fluff, Qui Gon will give thee a heart attack! Please! Watch your ass!

Summary: Qui Gon brings y/n to meet the council, he suddenly senses something from her.....is it attraction? Or love?

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"For the good of the Senate, I don't believe she should begin the trials." Master Windu said.

Y/n furrowed her brows and crossed her arms..

"So I just trained for a good portion of my life so I can just be dropped."

Qui Gon gently placed a hand on her back to quiet her. "Master, Y/n is ready."

"I don't doubt that, but we need to think..."

Windu's voice faded as Qui Gon focused on something else... feelings perhaps? But from who? He glanced down at his apprentice....her? Qui Gon looked deeper, yes, it was her.

"I have said my piece." Windu said as he sat back in his fair approximation of a chair. "Master Yoda, will you be adding anything?"

The little green man looked over at Y/n, he laced his hands together and placed them under his chin...

"Enjoyed your training have you?" He asked.

"Yes, Master Yoda."

"Strong in you the force is..." He closed his eyes for a moment. "Difficult to see your future is, nevertheless...the trials you will begin."

Qui Gon gently rubbed Y/n's back, there it was again...the feeling. He lead her out of the room and to the outside of the building.

"I am very proud of you, Y/n. I see a great future ahead of you."

"Then you must be stronger than Yoda." She giggled.

Qui Gon gave her a kind smile and looked onward towards the city.

"You are no longer my apprentice, Little one."

"Are you going to find yourself another to train...or are you gonna retire?" She gave him a sly grin.

"Am I an old man to you?"

"No not at all! You've trained Obi wan and now me! I think you should just let loose a little....take a vacation."

Qui Gon let out a laugh and gently caressed her face, he leaned in and pressed his lips to her's. She was shocked and held his hand in hers.

"Master, I-" He interrupted her by pulling her into a warm loving hug, she snuggled her head to his chest.

"I felt your love in the council room, when I touched you. How long have you felt this way, Little one?"

"Far too long, I feel so alone without you in my presence."

"No longer will you have to be alone." He whispered and captured her lips once again.

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Yoda looked out the window towards the ground, he spotted Qui Gon and Y/n. Windu stepped up next to him and crossed his arms, he shook his head at the sight of the two.

"He never fallows the way does he?" Windu asked.

Yoda shook his head and walked away from the window.

THE END ❤️

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liam-neesons-best-girl · 27 days

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Confessions {Qui-Gon Jinn x Reader}

approx. 1,000 words

Summary: You and Anakin blow off some steam by getting drunk together. When you return back for the night you are greeted by Qui-Gon and Obi-Wan Kenobi who insist you get to bed. As Qui-Gon prepares you to sleep, he hears your drunken confessions; of love and insecurities.

Warnings: F! reader, insecurities, drunkenness, (Anakin and reader are in their 20s), reader and Anakin are platonic, angst, 18+

As you return back to the grounds from your impulsive bar hopping with Anakin, Obi-Wan and Qui-Gon are the first people you see. Disappointment is clearly written all over their faces, since two of their best Jedis are coming home past curfew and three sheets to the wind.

"sshhhh Ani, someone could hear us," you giggle out whisper yelling as he trips over his feet like a new born giraffe.

"Sorry, which way do we go," he asked with a tilted head, not sure if he could recognize the corridors in the dark.

"This way, follow m-" you started as you turned left but were cut off by the strong chest of Master Qui-Gon who was just around the corner.

Behind Qui-Gon was Obi-Wan, who could not hold back his giddiness. He wasn't angry at your antics. He loved that you and Anakin were acting like normal young people but had to put on a poker face for Qui-Gon as he handed down punishments.

Your cheeks were flush, scarlet with embarrassment for getting caught by someone you respected so highly. You were always trying to please Qui-Gon. It was an unspoken truth that you were his favorite padawan; because of your discipline in learning the ways of the force and in the longing glances you both exchanged over the past many months.

Qui-Gon's piercing gaze fixes on Anakin, and then shifts to you, his brow furrowing as he detects something beneath the surface. He knew that bar hopping wasn't your idea. Anakin was corrupting the sweet girl beside him, and Qui-Gon was not going to stand for it.

"Anakin, Obi-Wan will escort you back to your quarters," Qui-Gon ordered, putting an end to the night's activities. "And you," he turned and lowered his gaze to your sheepish figure, "come with me."

You nod in comply and Qui-Gon gently takes you by the hands, leading you to your bedroom. Yawning the whole way there, Qui-Gon's anger fades into protectiveness, just wanting to make sure you don't hurt yourself and sleep off as much as you can of what will be a massive hangover.

He shuts the door quietly, as to not startle you with any loud sounds and sees you struggling to remove your tunic. Your arms are stuck three quarters of the way out and the twisting of your shoulders isn't making the fabric roll up your back as you hoped it would.

"hhmph! Qui, could you help me, pretty pleasssssse," you slur out to him for assistance. He doesn't want to risk any impropriety but seeing you struggle was enough to throw all of the norms out the window.

"Relax your arms," he said, reaching for the hem of the shirt to pull over your head. Free from the straight jacket tunic, you stood before him in your lilac lace bra.

He let out a shallow breath as he looked down at you, remarking to himself how soft and cuddly your skin appears to be, and the way the lace of the bra seems to be painted on your breasts, fitting perfectly to the swell of your chest.

In no time flat you have removed your bottoms and exposed you cheeky bum to him, clad in lilac panties, matching your bra.

Oblivious to the tension of the situation, since your mentor is a foot away from your practically naked form you ask, "would you tuck me in?"

He nods, and follows you to the edge of the bed. He watches you cuddle into the silky soft sheets and nuzzle up to your pillow. Qui-Gon loosely drapes the blanket around your form and shift to get up as you reach for his wrist.

"Is there something else you need of me?" he asked, thinking you would ask for another blanket or for a glass of water.

You hesitate, feeling a wave of insecurity wash over you. "Can you… stay? Just for a little while? Just to talk?"

"What is it you would like to talk about?" he inquired, knowing you already confide in him as a mentor for your Jedi training. For some reason he could sense that this would be a different kind of conversation.

"Qui-Gon?" you say barely a whisper.

"Yes?" he replies, his gaze fixed on you with unwavering attention.

"Am… am I pretty?" you ask, your voice tinged with uncertainty.

"What?" Qui-Gon's brow furrows in confusion. "Of course, you are," he says, his tone leaving no room for doubt. "You are beautiful, both inside and out."

Tears fell at the corners of your eyes as Qui-Gon's words wash over you, colliding with some of the negative feelings of your own body's image in your mind. The alcohol had gotten the best of your emotions.

"Then why… why don't boys like me?" you whisper, your voice trembling with emotion. "I mean, I try to be nice and friendly but no body seems to look at me. Like I train, and I train, and I train but I am still soft and nervous around people. I feel like this is a never ending cycle of disappointment. I'm too ugly for my own good."

You end your rant with a heavy heart and a long silent pause. You slowly lift your head from where it is on your pillow to see if Qui-Gon left. Instead, his gaze meets yours with a flicker of angry passing through his eyes.

"They are complete fools," he said passionately. "They fail to see you for your truest form. You tower over them in intellection, and float by them with elegance and grace."

"But Qui-" you sit up and raise your hand to stop him but he continues.

"No, you should never feel less than because these dumb boys don't see what I see in you."

For the first time in a long while, you allow yourself to believe that maybe, just maybe, you are worthy of love.

"I'm sorry for getting so worked up. Its time to rest now," he says, settling in next to you in bed, sat up, and rubbing your back soothingly over the covers.

You welcome the feeling of his hands and of his warmth radiating over the entire bed.

"Thank you," you whisper to him as you drift of to sleep.

Of course, starlight. I want you to feel loved. I will always be here for you.

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littleoddwriter · 2 years

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Hi, i just wanted to request a Qui-Gon Jinn x Male reader, where the reader is getting lost to the dark side and Qui-Gon is trying to help him and afraid of losing him he confesses his love? Something like their first kiss?

The Dangers of Grief | Qui-Gon Jinn x Male!Reader

Hi there! Thanks for the request, I really hope you like what I've done with it! :')

summary; See above, basically.

notes; Male!Reader; Very Minor Character Death; Loss; Grief; Probably Bad Descriptions of how the dark, light and (force) bonds work, but I don't care; Love Confessions; First Kiss.

For many years, you two have been friends. You had been younglings together, growing up and being taught at the same time. You had become incredibly close over time, which hasn’t changed once you were both adults and Jedi Masters with your own Padawans to teach. And you had a strong bond because of it. A bond that was both envied and looked down upon by other Jedi. After all, it made you vulnerable and easier for the dark to get a hold of either of you.

Qui-Gon had always been very aware of that. You on the other hand have said that there was no need for worry. It was a conscious decision to join the dark side and that was one thing you would never do. That was what you had told him once it came up between you two that your bond may have been stronger than it was appropriate.

Yet every day, he felt the dark simmering beneath your surface. Others couldn’t sense it, but he could, thanks to your bond.

You had come back alone from a mission when it started. Your Padawan had fallen, dying at the hands of a group that called itself the Resistance on the planet you had been to. Qui-Gon would never understand what killing someone innocent did for them to achieve their goals.

Day in and out, Qui-Gon has been there for you, though. He comforted you when you were crying. He held you in his arms and waited for you to fall asleep at night. He reminded you to eat. He did everything he could to be a good friend to you. You were the most important person in his life. He loved you dearly, going far beyond platonic love, which he’s never told you; but to him, it made no difference. He knew that you would have done the same thing for him if the situation had been reversed, no matter the nature of your feelings.

Understandably, it worried him to feel the dark among all the light that was in you. He wondered how he could help you. Were you even going to give in? After what you had told him all those years ago about it being a conscious decision, he hoped you stayed true to your word. But he also understood that this situation was different from anything either of you had ever imagined. Grief was the most dangerous state of them all. This one feeling that could make one fall easier than any other.

Many believed that anger was what fuelled the dark, but even pure rage wasn’t nearly as dangerous as when it was born from grief.

Every day, Qui-Gon could sense the dark in you grow stronger. Someone else was going to notice it soon enough, he was certain of it. He had to talk to you. He had to bring you back to your senses and away from the dark. He had to save you.

Qui-Gon couldn’t bear the thought of losing you out of all the creatures in the galaxy.

Thus, he decided to speak with you right away. He told Obi-Wan to go and spar with one of his friends, as he went to find you.

Just like any other day now, he found you in your quarters. You barely ever left them at all. He understood why. The room was and contained all you had left of your dear Padawan.

“What do you want, Qui?” you asked, not looking up at him from where you sat on the floor, wrapped in a blanket and with a necklace, which belonged to your Padawan, in your hands. Your face was stained with tears. It had become a common state to find you in.

Sometimes Qui-Gon wondered if the Council was just humouring you by not pressuring you into getting yourself a new Padawan or at least getting back to your duties. They had always thought of you as someone, who was too easily swept away by their own emotions after all. Qui-Gon argued that it was what made you a uniquely good Jedi.

Exhaling slowly, Qui-Gon sat down across from you on the floor.

“I’ve been sensing the dark in you ever since you came back, Y/N,” he stated, “It’s getting stronger every day. I’m worried about you.”

Scoffing, your hands tightened their hold on the necklace. Your knuckles turned white with it. He felt a surge in the dark.

“I’m not going to give into it,” you said, not looking at him and with your voice wavering slightly.

He hated himself for it, but he couldn’t believe you.

“That is what I’m hoping for, but I become more uncertain of it every day,” Qui-Gon told you sincerely. There was no use in lying to you.

A quick, dry, humourless laugh left your lips, “Wow. Even my best friend doesn’t believe in me anymore. That’s great.”

“Y/N, that is not what I said-”

“No, but that’s what you meant. Is it not?” you snapped, frowning at him.

“I believe that you can fight it,” Qui-Gon said, gently laying his hands on yours, “What I’m afraid of is that you have lost faith in yourself.”

He could hear the way your breath caught in your throat.

“I don’t know,” you whispered brokenly.

Qui-Gon’s heart shattered into pieces.

“Then I’ll believe in you for the both of us now,” he said, nodding for emphasis and his own reassurance. He just had to save you. He had to.

“Why?” you asked softly, looking absolutely incredulous.

“Because I’m in love with you, Y/N,” Qui-Gon confessed. It wasn’t this big confession he had always imagined, nor had he done it under the circumstances he would have liked it to be; but perhaps it was exactly the right time and place anyway.

For a split second the dark that has been surrounding you throughout the conversation let up a little, as a surge of light jolted you both.

“I’ve been in love with you for a long time and I’ll never stop loving you. That, I know. It also means that I will always have faith in you, dear one,” Qui-Gon continued, then.

A silent tear slipped out of your eye, as a small smile spread across your face. He couldn’t tell when he’s last seen you smile.

Shifting around and leaning into Qui-Gon, neither of you ever let go of each other’s hands, as your faces were now only a mere inch apart.

“I love you too,” you admitted softly before kissing him chastely.

Qui-Gon has never kissed anyone before. He had always dreamed of sharing his first kiss with you. He could barely believe that it was actually happening, but the surge of light that went through your bond convinced him that it was real.

“I told you I would never give into it. I’m certainly not going to now. For us,” you told Qui-Gon after parting from him.

In response, Qui-Gon let go of your hands at last to cradle your face in them, so he could bring you in for another kiss. This one was full of the passion and love he felt for you, which you reciprocated enthusiastically.

It was as though the dark fog that has been surrounding you lately was finally dissipating.

If your shared love could save you from the dark, then Qui-Gon knew that you would be healing from the loss of your Padawan soon enough. He felt like the worst was about to have been overcome now.

#nah for real i took major creative freedom here to make it work #so i ask you to ignore any inaccuracies please and thank you <3 #also i didn't actually have qui listed when you sent this in but technically i wrote for him already so you know it's fine #i'm in love with him after all so this was actually perfect hdjkhfsjh #anywayyy #x male reader #male reader #male reader insert #qui gon jinn #qui gon x reader #liam neeson #star wars prequels #fanfiction #fanfic

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nickeverdeen · 1 year

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Hiii!! If it isn't too much trouble may I have (male) star wars matchup please, if they're still open of course :). My pronouns are she/her. Im a Capricorn, my Mbti type is infj-a/infj-t. I tend to be shy around new people but I can be somewhat loud with people who im close to. My height is 5'0. Im not very athletic and im not a big fan of sports but I love to go roller and ice skating. I also love to read books and to also cook and bake food. I also like to garden. I've been playing the violin for 7 years. I love animals and im planing on becoming a wildlife veterinarian. I like to Watch nature/animal documentaries. I also like sweets. Somethings I dislike are people who bend or ruin my books and people who speak over me when im trying to talk.I love music, I can listen to any genre and like it but my favorites are indie,bedroom pop and classic rock. My ideal relationship would be with someone who is loyal and supportive. sorry if i spelt anything wrong. Hope im not bothering you:)

Of course you’re not bothering me! The requests are always open so you can request anything anytime!

I really like your personality and your match is…

Qui-Gon Jinn

Qui is 6’4 so expect jokes about your height

Qui never ice-skated nor roller-skated so you’d have to teach him

Loves to hear you playing violin

Qui also likes animals but only some of them so there’s a probability that he’ll bring a few home

He’s not really into reading books so much, but he loves to hear you talking about them

Buys you any book you want to read

Qui fully supports your dream of becoming wildlife veterinarian

If someone keeps interrupting you, he’d definetly tell them to shut up, but in a more polite way

Even though he’s not much into books he also hates it when people bend them

Qui has an full acess into the music library so if you want to listen to any music just tell him and he’ll play it

He’s very protective towards you and would sacrifice himself in order to save you

He’s very supportive and always tells you to follow your dreams

He would like to introduce you to Obi-Wan and hopefully you two would become friends

Qui is very loyal to you and deeply cares about you

#request #star wars #qui gon jinn #qui gon jinn x reader #qui gon x reader #headcanons #matchups

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