littlelostmoon

[littlelostmoon]

can i say something inappropriate? [fem reader btw]

thinking about obi-wan who doesn't use curse words. probably learned as a youngling to be respectful and dignified. could probably split his knee on a rock out in the middle of utapau and only whisper something under his breath like, "force be with me," or, "shoot!"

but during sex? freaky time? [eye emoji] why do i feel like this man would speak without an ounce of shame— it never registered to him that this language is frowned upon because your body is a beautiful thing to celebrate and he'll use whatever passionate words he wants in the moment. when he's asking to eat you out, it's not a "vagina." that's too proper, too medical. suddenly he's cooing about how your clit is sensitive and how he's been waiting to have your pussy all day. grunting about how hard he is, whispering about getting you to cum. pinning one of your hands against the mattress, squeezing the softness of your hip with the other. and you're blushing. so taken aback because this proper, established man is so vulgar and he doesn't even know it.

meanwhile one day if you ask him to fuck you he'll probably say some nerdy bullshit like, "you want me to make love to you, darling?"

on everybody's life, we need that

sorry guys, i never write short form smut things and try to focus on story building, but i'm ovulating lmao ... plus i got this idea thinking abt how much i love nice and respectful guys, like getting that sweetheart treatment and still getting the refined, proper walls to come down prob feels so rewarding. all i gotta say is, yum

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shaking my head when obi-wan comes on screen so everyone at the theater knows i don't support kissable dilfs

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you think your life is hard?? trying being an obi-wan kenobi girl in a world full of anakin skywalker girls 💔

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i need to be his controversially young girlfriend

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Do you have any tips for starting to write ? 🤗

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i promise i'll get around to the rest of my asks / requests but i felt like answering this tonight (i'm so tired after work). anyways hi again lotus nonnie :p

to be entirely honest i don't think i have any real advice. some days i feel like writing is my life passion and others i can't get words on a page. sometimes i'm proud of what i create. sometimes there's a metaphorical fog settling over the 'talent' i have and nothing comes freely for me. i'm autistic so i struggle a lot with making emotions and feelings work in writing. i also hate how ensnared i get into capturing ideas and moments and characterization that i forget how the real world works how important informational aspects are. worldbuilding too. countless times i've gotten caught up in the crux of my story that i forget about the little things & the jargon required to make a story real— for it to feel bigger than myself.

all of this is to say that i'm not perfect! i started writing for star wars because, historically, combining passions makes me a lot more productive & creative. it makes me happy and i'm attached to the characters i write for! it's nothing elaborate or fancy. i'm no better than any other hobbyist. writing may be a part of my life (it's something i study and my real career outside of fandom work as well) but i've become at peace with the fact that i don't know what i'm doing. maybe you don't have to, either! maybe my opinion will change, of course. but take your time and enjoy it— your style and structure and strengths and weaknesses and interests won't form by pondering yourself. it'll happen naturally with practice & time. start by (literally) just writing your ideas and the rest will come to you. sorry for yapping ♡ i don't think i quite answered your question but . . . yeah

p.s when i first started writing original stuff, my biggest inspirations were found by studying the characters that i was writing for (ie for obi-wan, i research his character and constantly ask myself what he would say, even down to his accent) and reading a lot of 'real' novels, for a lack of better word. it's nice to step into the world of professionals for a bit! i try my best to, when the time is appropriate, evoke some very slight old gothic literature / film vibes— i'm sure you have your own quirks! this is what makes art so beloved :,)

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hi! can i request a luke x reader where reader is a medbay worker in the rebellion who meets luke when he needs an injury treated? (bonus points if he got injured in a really embarrassing way lol)

meeting luke as a med-bay worker a/n this was a really cute idea, hope i did it justice ♡ also i'm so scared of mischaracterizing luke it's not even funny . . . tags gender neutral reader. sfw. blood & injuries. extra fluffy.

you hear a low male voice coming from outside the med-bay. "go on, kid. quit whining and get in there."

"i told you, it's not that bad—"

a boy stumbles into the small main area of the medical base, a hand splayed along his back as if he'd just been shoved. you can practically see the thoughts turning in his head; he's sincerely hoping that the room is too busy to notice him. all hope dwindles from his eyes when you approach him per protocol.

upon seeing him up close, you recognize him from from descriptions that have made their rounds in the little community of two-hundred or so echo base personnel— the blonde-tatooine-farmer-turned heroic-pilot. you were rather new to hoth's medic workforce but didn't mind a popular face. he'd be just like any other (nervous) patient.

"commander skywalker, is that right?" somehow, you had gotten him to cooperate and sit on the small cot in your office; it's a humble space with an even humbler amount of equipment. due to shipments becoming... scattered, all 'advanced' gadgets were rationed out to the more experienced.

"that's me." he shifted in his seat. "but, uhm, you don't have to..."

you eye him and wait.

"just 'luke' is fine."

"okay, luke. are you here by choice?"

"no. a friend of mine, his name's han— made me come in here," he says.

pulling a pair of thin gloves on, you're finally able to eye the patch of dried blood on his forehead. it travels up to his hairline, matting some of the hair there. "i guessed as much. i see what han was concerned about, though."

he tenses up a fraction from the proximity, but you must move in to get a better look. from what you can tell, and with all things considered, the injury is minor.

you wring out a cloth and press it to the injury, lightening your touch when he winces. "that hurt?"

"no, no."

the both of you fall quiet as you clean the blood up— beneath it lies a superficial cut and a decent-sized bruise. he wordlessly allows you to apply some antibacterial solution to it, murmuring something about how happy he is that it doesn't sting. several minutes pass like this. you, lost in concentration. him, the stillest statue.

luke still avoids your gaze when you finish and pluck a small clear-backed bandaid from your drawer, one that wouldn't get stuck in his hair. "how'd this happen, anyhow?"

"is that important?" he asks, ruffling his hair on the unscathed side.

at first, you think he might be rude or secretive, one of those 'i don't need to tell you my business' types that sometimes make their way under your care. but when he glances up at you through his eyelashes, you can tell one thing for sure. he's embarrassed. you lean away from your work on his forehead and fold his chart over, holding it within view. "sorry, protocol. all injuries must be documented."

"oh, well," he flushes. "i was working on my x-wing. one of the other pilots accidentally dropped his wrench on my hand when i was under there."

your gaze drops to his left hand, which he's moved to his knee. the back of his knuckles do look a little purple. this doesn't explain it all, though.

he sighs. "i guess... it startled me, and i tried to sit up. you know, while under the fighter. still."

"okay." you turn a full one-eighty away from him, partially to scribble down what he'd just told you, and partially to hide your smile.

luke sees right through you, somehow. a complete stranger. "what is it?"

"forgive me," you whisper, a little confused by the ordeal. "i don't come across many stories like that."

a pause takes over the moment. he smiles for the first time since he entered the med-bay. it's rather sweet.

to make room for the other patients that are inevitably waiting to be seen (and to tamper down the little tiny tug in your chest when he smiled— you're a medic, for maker's sake), you spend the final minutes carefully bandaging his forehead and sending him on his way.

later, you subtly ask your favorite co-workers to call you in if luke skywalker ever stumbles through the door. you know, a second time.

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I just read your answers, and they give me energy! I’ve been bed rotting for the past four days, here my opinions.

anything other than meat. But I do know that he doesn’t know how to take care of himself. I'm sure that when he was younger, he would skip meals to study and make his master prouder. Or maybe, when Qui-Gon died, he didn’t eat for days, and Vos had to ‘force’ him to

I can see that! It reminds me of that one fanart where he tries to do a ponytail like his master, but he doesn’t like it, so he cuts his hair. I spent over 20 minutes trying to find it, but I couldn’t.

I don't agree with this one. I think he has plants and paintings on his wall, along with a collection of vintage-style tea mugs. I'm sure he also has a picture of Anakin somewhere, along with drawings Anakin made for him, as well as pictures of his friends and Satine.

I think he has been drinking a lot for years, even more during the war and after the Mustafar battle. But like you said, his self-control is amazing, and he’s not really a social drinker—he just watches and silently judges people.

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i loved reading your replies! i won't post em all but i agree so so much with everything— the only commentary i've got, really, is about his room decor again. as a gal who's very self-expressive and maximalist, my view of what's 'completely devoid of personality' (like i said before) is skewed lmao but i can totally see him having a mug collection, a couple plants, and a few of ani's childhood drawings hung up somewhere. maybe some books on the coffee table. :')

but i also have this image in my head of what it would be like for someone to enter his quarters for the first time and they're like, 'what the hell?' cause there's no shoes in the hallway, no real clutter, the walls are bare, plain white sheets and shower curtains, it smells only faintly woody and clean, minimal furniture. like he keeps his place having that 'i just moved in but brought my most treasured belongings' vibe perpetually. trying to find where he keeps stuff is probably a nightmare. i bet he has a bunch of empty cabinets, too.

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Hey, welcome. I love to hear other people's headcanons about my husband (obiwan). And I also leave a request if you are open ofc 🫶🏻

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assorted obi-wan headcanons a/n thanks for the req! i have a ton of random hcs for obi-wan & they're so fun to actually write down lmao. hope you're having a nice day (..◜ᴗ◝..) tags gender neutral reader. sfw & nsfw (at the end). alcohol mentioned.

silly / random

vegetarian although he rarely has the time to cook for himself. i don't see him as the holier-than-thou type, just never liked meats. probably the texture?

a few years after the battle on mustafar he buzzed his hair again (lmao) but ended up hating it & wore a hood until it was mullet-length.

his living area in coruscant is completely devoid of personality to discourage lingering. literally the most basic furniture and plain, dark walls. unscented everything. sterile like a fancy hotel room.

never listens to music and will not give you his opinion on a song even if your life depended on it.

very modest with alcohol. only got super drunk once in his life (padawan years) and tried to irritate everyone around him. now, he has such amazing self control & hardly anyone can tell if he's been drinking. to make matters worse, he's not a social drinker. visits the corner of a bar on special occasions. you learned to ask if he's 'had a few' if he's acting sassier than usual.

when alone, he sleeps flat on his back with one arm folded over his chest. only one pillow needed.

this man hates fizzy drinks for some reason.

when the weather is cold, his nose area and lips get really dry. probably keeps one of those mini moisturizing balms on-hand and doesn't care if people think he looks weird with it smeared on.

romantic

obi-wan's body is a furnace. i don't make the rules. always so warm and cuddly. dizzy and feverish. if you're laying with him, nine times out of ten you'll have to cool off at some point.

while we're on the topic— he cuddles you in his sleep. always murmuring your name and tightening his grip on your waist.

whatever your hair care routine is, no matter what hair type you've got, he learned it and will offer to wash / braid / cut / dye / oil it for you. every. single. time. have you seen his hair? he knows what he's doing.

initiates hand-holding mostly by putting his hand on top of yours and waiting for you to lace them together.

in his younger years, he was a shameless flirt / womanizer as an act of rebellion against the 'rules,' but post-tpm era, he's a lot more serious about it (though some witty moments come through after he feels comfy). more interested in inviting you over for tea because you're out of teabags, or offering to clean / fix things for you. things you can almost brush off as friendliness.

yes, i'm dropping hints that his (giving) love language is acts of service.

loves having his back scratched, though he refuses to ask for it. he has no idea that it's a common relaxing gesture— thinks it's some quirk of yours that you sometimes do while zoned out. stays completely still so you forget to stop.

mild nsfw

this man does not wear any sort of undergarments. sorry. this isn't even something i care about yet i feel it so strongly for him. he's constantly wearing so many layers of soft, loose-fitting linen that he simply doesn't need to.

would never sleep naked, though. he finds that inappropriate and has a ton of robes / loungewear.

will carry you around (and carry you to bed) no matter the occasion. possibly my favorite thing about obi-wan is that he doesn't have a concept of the performative aspect of romance nowadays; he won't pick you up because he wants to make you feel small or protected or something to boost his own ego. he wants to get you where he wants (needs) you as fast as possible while remaining his sensual, old-fashioned self.

super loud. this is barely even a headcanon. he's got a range of grunts & high, breathy, open-mouthed moans. i need him.

i don't see him being stereotypically 'dominant' (he's not the type to care about rigid labels or expectations and is quite the gentleman) but once in a while when he's in those sarcastic moods where he wants to annoy you a bit, this will translate into the bedroom.

still gets shy / timid when you step out of the bath or shower in a robe or get dressed in front of him.

hardly ever tells you directly that he's turned on. you can tell by the way he kisses you or how pink his cheeks are. it works.

see above when i talked abt his love language— he is not above using acts of service to get in your pants. he offers to do other things for you once he's got you happy and taken care of. i said what i said.

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made a mini playlist for my obi-wan series 'dagger' over on ao3 ♡

flower of blood — big thief | blow out — radiohead all i can think about now — pixies | heaven — mitski spectre — radiohead | dagger — slowdive

bonus ambient songs! stars — brian eno [ derahart's theme ] always returning — brian eno [ dreams & nightmares ] terpsichore — strange boutique [ interludes ] symphony no 3 — henryk górecki [ final chapter theme ]

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welcome! what are your favorite star wars movies and characters?

aw my first ask here >ᴗ< lmk your faves if you want!

best film of the franchise imo is, controversially, attack of the clones!

characters . . . hm. obi-wan, luke & leia are my top three. when it comes to less popular characters, i've always had an attachment to qui-gon. idk why.

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info hello darlings! requests are open /꒰ ◞ ˕ ◟ ꒱\ my inbox is also a welcoming place for questions, a chat, etc!

i write for obi-wan, anakin / vader, luke, darth maul . . . nsfw & sfw padmé, leia, han solo & qui-gon . . . sfw only

rules if i'm uncomfy with a request or simply am not feeling it, i'll politely ignore. very partial to oneshots / drabbles / headcanons and reserve longer stuff & original ideas for my ao3.

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noomi ! nineteen. she. tired and silly writer.

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