#Detective Obi-Wan Kenobi

[moonlightatnoon]

Prompt: Mob/Gangster AU

Summary:

“We will never agree on this,” said Obi-Wan watching the stiff curve of Anakin’s back. He cut a striking figure, even when cradled in the dark he still called to Obi-Wan. It was hard to not look, to resist the ever tightening grip of the pull Anakin exercised on him.

“I don’t need you to agree with me, Obi-Wan. I just need you to stop fighting me.”

Mob boss Anakin Skywalker is one of the youngest gang leaders to rise to power in recent history. DCI Obi-Wan Kenobi is tasked with bringing this rising threat to justice. The only problem is Obi-Wan and Anakin have history, and the Detective in question finds himself walking on a tightrope of morality. After all the heart wants what it wants.

@obikin-events

[yunamiudon]

◇ Modern AU 2! 👮‍♂️ (Codywan)

◇ (It was my birthday last month 🥳✌️)

◇ I wonder how I should portray Plo and Ahsoka in Modern AU... What're your thoughts on that??

◇ Same Detectives AU ↓↓

[themirokai]

Wait wait is this anything?

Casually doing a dramatic and completely unnecessary little spin with your weapon?

[vickyagain]

happy one month until @jessepinwheel's Race Condition starts dropping! yippee! - here's obi-wan getting his hair pinned up by dex in Ch. 2 of Asynchronous Circuit.

[tennessoui]

hello kit! this is dethberrie (art sideblog). i saw you mentioned undercover / little mouse obi-wan in your tags 👀 ( also thank you for reblogging my art!!!! I had no idea you'd see it lol ) would you mind providing reference pics / describe how you envision undercover!obi-wan vs little mouse!obi-wan? is there a notable difference in clothing style 👀👀👀

hello @dethberrie !!! an amazing anon pointed your art out to me and it was an instant reblog!! thank you so much for the anakin playmaker art you've made - it is beyond fantastic and i really mean that - i'm obsessed <3

as for the tag i put about a little mouse/a little undercover obi-wan, ugh what a good question

im really not an artist so i'm about to give you theeee most unhelpful info ever but like. it's all vibes for me right

like, writing playmaker obi-wan, i really see him in three different ways:

detective obi-wan - probably in a very clean and pressed uniform with his hair neat if too long for regulation (which i imagine is short) - the definition of bright-eyed and bushy tailed, eager and desperate to prove himself to the force and to his father

undercover obi-wan - obviously not in a uniform. phase one of undercover obi-wan is him in street clothes he thinks are passable enough, dark colors, a bit ragged, worn through - maybe his serving uniform from his very brief stint at the strip club where he meets anakin's men. then phase two of undercover obi-wan is him in the clothes mob boss anakin provides for him and that's short and tight for meetings, maybe something generally more appropriate for around the kids but it's excessive, sheer, pretty....the important distinction here though is obi-wan wears it like it's a costume because he's undercover. he looks stiff, he looks uncomfortable, it's not something he chose and he wears it like that

little mouse obi-wan - this is the boy who chooses to come back to anakin after escaping him and while he's not wearing everything anakin provides, he's definitely relaxing into his role as designated mob wife. he definitely gives himself more coverage when allowed (aka the moments when anakin doesn't want obi-wan's father to see the cuff marks on his wrists) but in general little mouse!obi-wan is just...no longer wearing his clothes like they're a costume. he's accepted them and his place - for the most part. who knows if his hair is long or short at any given moment - it depends on how much anakin has pissed him off recently. there is probably also a fur coat involved lol

[roguestarr]

The Jedi Council, standing in front of a big white board: So what's your theory ?

Ki-Adi Mundi: Ok so let's recap. Jango Fett said he was recruited by a man named Tyrannus. Then, we see him standing next to Dooku in the Geonosis arena and we later learn Dooku is Tyrannus. He killed Silman, the only person left alive who knew what happened to Sifo-Dyas to stop him from talking. Let's also point out that Dooku/Tyrannus told Obi-Wan that the senate was under the control of a Sith Lord. Now, we also recently learned that ARC Trooper Tup killed a Jedi after a malfunction of an inhibitor chip. ARC Trooper Fives then investigated the chips and reported being attacked by chancellor Palpatine, who is in charge of the senate. Now I know this seems far-fetched but stay with me. In a recent report from Master Yoda, we also learned that in a vision he received from powerful Force priestesses, he saw an army of clones fighting against the Jedi. Also, he had an in counter with Sidious through the Force where he learned that Anakin Skywalker will seemingly play a big part in his future evil plans. Finally, he was able to see that Sidious is a white man with a raspy voice and a prominent nose and chin. Who do we know who fits that description, I dare ask?

Jedi Council: ...so you came up with that all by yourself?

Ki-Adi Mundi: well since I'm the only one here with two brains I figured maybe I SHOULD USE THEM BECAUSE THIS PLOT HAS BEEN STARING US RIGHT IN THE FACE!

[weregonnabecoolbeans]

Okay I’ve read a couple more chapters of Brotherhood and so far it’s just Attack of the Clones but a different plot. I am enjoying it.

[fishnamedsushi]

New fic alert!

Hi Obikin fam! I’m back! I’m slowly working my way through my WIPs to dust off the cobwebs, starting with a good old fashioned Noir Detective AU.

“Obi-Wan.”

Mace’s tone took on a more serious register, if that were even possible, and Obi-Wan’s eyes snapped to meet him. “I need you to understand how dangerous Lars is. The things we’ve heard…” He shook his head. “He'll test you, try to draw you in. He’s manipulative, he’s cunning -”

“A man after my own heart.”

“- he’s the kind of person who can turn allies against one another and have everyone believe he’s innocent.”

A shiver went down Obi-Wan’s spine. He was…intrigued, in spite of himself. He rarely knew Mace to exaggerate, so this Anakin must be someone very special indeed.

Someone who would really put his skills to the test.

[merlyn-bane]

Chapters: 2/? Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Ahsoka Tano, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker & Ahsoka Tano, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker/Consequences, Jedi Order & Anakin Skywalker, Leia Organa & Anakin Skywalker Characters: Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin Skywalker, Ahsoka Tano, Leia Organa, Jedi Council (Star Wars) Additional Tags: Other Additional Tags to Be Added, Yoda's Disaster Lineage (Star Wars), Jedi Shenanigans (Star Wars), Sex Education, Anakin Finds The Upper Limit Of Obi-Wan's Patience, Mostly Funny But Some Serious Discussion, Alternate Universe - Everyone Lives/Nobody Dies, Fix-It, Order 66 Didn't Happen (Star Wars), Sith Detecting Babies, Personal Growth Summary:

A collection of mostly unrelated and out of order one or two-shots revolving around Jedi, their families, and the nonsense they all get up to.

I. Uncomfortable Discussions Surrounding Birth Control II. Uncomfortable Introductions

Follow up to UDSBC, as promised! Totally unbeta'd as usual. 

[ryan-is-a-god]

*Trying to find something sensible to wear during the winter*

My options:

+ My options when I finally bought a cloak:

[thatsadorbsyo]

Some picrew renditions of Te Aranu at the start of the Clone Wars and three months after Order 66 (at the start of our SWRPG campaign). He was undercover on Nar Shaddaa, investigating payouts being made to Separatist benefactors, when it all went down, and he survived the initial purge because he wasn’t living openly as a Jedi padawan at the time.

[swift-creates]

category: Gen

fandom: Star Wars x DC Comics

characters and relationships: Rose Oleco (OC) & Obi-Wan Kenobi & Satine Kryze & Ahsoka Tano & Anakin Skywalker & Korkie Kryze - platonic (familial)

warnings: Blood, Lazarus Pit Side Effects, character comes back wrong, Crying, Shock, Hiding Mental Breakdowns, does it count as suicidal ideation if you were dead and now you're not but wish you were?

Summary:

@ailesswhumptober Day 21: Blood Loss / Shock / Near-death Experience

Day 26: Magical Exhaustion or Injury / Curse / Came Back Wrong

Rose comes home one day after a blackout. Maybe life would be better if she was never resurrected.

notes: hiiii this is a version of the DC/Justice League AU that my sister and i made despite having almost no knowledge of DC comics hope you enjoy <333 (Rose belongs to said sister) Context is Rose is a vigilante. died once. it wasn't very fun so she came back (Talia threw her into the Lazpit).

more things about Rose on AO3

[saphronethaleph]

Did you pack your robe yourself?

“The events on Onderon were, of course, very much not as we would desire,” Palpatine said, with a slight frown of distaste. “While they ultimately worked out, the consequences could be significant.”

“Of course, Chancellor,” replied the Vice-Chair, Mas Amedda. “Is there anything we will need to do?”

Palpatine barely glanced at the Coruscant Guard clone troopers around the entrance to the executive section of the Senate building. “Perhaps,” he said. “We should especially watch out for the risks posed by large crime syndicates. Such an event could result in serious strain on the Jedi.”

With possible witnesses, there were limits to the sort of thing he would say… but with Mas Amedda, a long-time political ally who knew he was more than he appeared, he could insinuate. And he was quite sure Mas would follow the direction of his thoughts.

“That would be unfortunate,” Mas noted. “Especially if the problems were associated with Mandalore. Obi-Wan Kenobi is closely tied to the planet’s leadership, and it would be inevitable that he’d be sent – and the loss of Master Kenobi would be a major blow to the Jedi.”

Palpatine was about to reply, but as they passed through the doorway something beeped urgently.

“What was that?” he asked.

One of the Coruscant Guard troopers was watching a screen, and he signalled to the rest of the squad. They all pointed their weapons, and the sergeant put a hand to his helmet.

“What is going on?” Palpatine asked. “Explain yourselves! I am the Supreme Chancellor!”

“Routine check, your excellency,” the sergeant said. “After the hostage crisis and intelligence of a possible kidnapping attempt, we set up scanners on the doorways of your chambers. Nobody gets in without a weapon scan.”

“That does not explain why you are holding the Supreme Chancellor and Vice Chair at blasterpoint,” Mas Amedda replied.

That wasn’t actually true. It did explain why Palpatine and Mas were at blasterpoint, because Palpatine carried a lightsaber as a matter of course – a weapon that was well-concealed and difficult to detect, and which wouldn’t show up on any scan keyed to detect blasters.

But apparently the Coruscant Guard was more thorough than that.

“We currently have reason to believe that you may have been replaced by an imposter, your excellency,” the sergeant answered. “And if you haven’t been, we’ll need an explanation for why you’re carrying a lightsaber-”

“Oh, this is tiresome,” Palpatine interrupted. “Execute Order 76.”

The whole clone squad straightened.

“What is your order?” the sergeant asked, his tone flat.

“Have all weapons scanners recalibrated to avoid registering lightsabers,” Palpatine told him. “In addition, forget this conversation and record it as a negative result.”

“It will be done, my lord,” the sergeant replied, still flat, and the troopers stepped aside.

“You had to use the order?” Mas asked.

“Surveillance footage,” Palpatine replied. “If any other clone views any recordings taken of this before I can get them deleted, the effect will be the same.”

“Of course,” Mas realized, as they began walking again. “I bow to your superior skills.”

Some miles away, Keelyvine Reus stared at her screen, which was still displaying the helmet-cam feed from CT-1154-17 ‘Thinner’ as he and his squad quietly returned to their positions – and the clone at the scanner began reprogramming it, deleting certain details from the profiles it used to identify potential weapons in the first place.

When she’d been asked to quietly back up Commander Fox as the Coruscant Guard’s number-one contact for complex situations that might require a Jedi Investigator – as Jedi or investigator – she’d expected a lot… but not this.

“...well,” she said, out loud, thinking. “Order 76 implies other orders. They’re secret enough that I don’t know about them, they override the will of the clones, and the Chancellor knows them…”

It all added up in a very unpleasant way.

She considered, then stood.

This was clearly over her head, and the Council needed to know.

[liam-neesons-best-girl]

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.

[vickyagain]

detective!obi-wan is so fed up with anakin at ungodly morning hours. let the man have his tea !!

from Asynchronous Circuit by @jessepinwheel with some creative liberties

[chiliconsharls]

✩‧₊*:・OBIANIDALA WEEK 2023 ･:*₊‧✩ ↳ Day Four: Mafia AU

Rising crimelord known as The Negotiator has been running the scene in Coruscant for three years and the police can’t catch him. Freshly promoted detective Anakin Skywalker gets tasked with infiltrating the nightclub ‘Bejeweled’, run by one infamous Obi-Wan Kenobi in the hopes that he finds incrimanating proof against him. There he meets Amidala, the club’s shinning star and main attraction. Amidala captivates all people who visit the club and Anakin is no exception. Soon, he’s hired to be the piano player but ends up becoming much more than that, caught up in a web his years in training did not prepare him for.