Attachment of a Child [part 1]
Pairings: Obi-Wan Kenobi x child!reader (includes Kit Fisto)
Imagine: one of the children in the Jedi temple seems to have formed an attachment to Obi-Wan and follows him around all over the temple whenever he’s there
Warnings: fluff, Obi-Wan hugs, Obi-Wan taking care of a child (that needs a warning for real), Obi accidentally adopted you, otherwise none, I think, it’s just fluff, Not proofread
A/N I couldn’t stop myself from writing this, it just came to me randomly and I had to write it, I don’t even know if it’s good or not I just had to write it bc just imagine Obi-Wan being followed by a child who copies his movements, that’s so adorable 🥰 <3
If you have any ideas for Obi-Wan x padawan!reader (platonic obviously) please feel free to send them to me, I love writing Obi-Wan x padawan
The first time Obi-Wan had stepped into the room filled with younglings after “defeating” Darth Maul, he wasn’t too surprised when he saw all of the children’s eyes light up. Big eyes stared at him with amazement and wonder, as well as curiosity and excitement.
The now Jedi master had gained some kind of fame with the younglings ever since he became a master and defeated a Sith Lord. Not to say that the children didn’t love him before (they sure did), but now they all seemed to look up to him as some sort of war hero. Look at him for wisdom more so than the other masters, Yoda being the exception.
One youngling in particular had taken a shine to the newly made master. You. Obi-Wan had nothing against you, he quite liked taking care of you from time to time, it was a distraction from all the chaos in the galaxy at the moment. He found it rather calming and he would never say no to teaching anyone something new, especially younglings who had the curiosity that could go on for forever. You were no different from those younglings except you didn’t ask your questions (too shy to do it) but rather listened intently to any information Obi-Wan would tell the class. It was one of the reasons why you loved classes with Master Kenobi. He was calm and could talk for hours and had most of the answers to all of your classmates questions (therefore your questions were answered as well, for the most part).
Nights were often spent with the younglings as he told them one of his many stories from another planet. He lulled them to sleep with his calm voice as he talked about facts he picked up from his reading about the planet, or missions he had with Anakin or his former master. Obi-Wan hadn’t stopped you when you crawled up onto his lap, nor did he stop any other of the younglings as they cuddled into the warmth he radiated to their sleepy forms.
More than one time you had been the child to sit on his lap, for some reason the Master nearly always picked you up and placed you on his lap, or he just let you plant yourself on his lap without a single complaint. He knew he made your anxieties calm down as he let you cuddle into his side. If he could help the younglings in any way, he would to the best of his abilities. He was once one himself after all and knew how the life of a youngling could be. The anxiety that could be brought to any of them at any moment if they failed, the strict rules or the doubt they felt, the rumors of danger. Especially with what everyone knew was an upcoming war and the betrayal of Dooku and the death of Darth Maul. Along with those rumors and facts they were supposed to study and become a future Jedi while not forming attachments and nor were they allowed to act on their emotions, especially the fear and anger that they felt. So yes, Obi-Wan would gladly let you sit on his lap if it helped you calm down while he told you and the other children a story before they were supposed to sleep.
It’s safe to say that it wasn’t uncommon for any one in the temple to see any of the younglings run up to Obi-Wan for help, especially if something troubled them. Nor was it uncommon to see you walking beside the master. Which was what happened today.
Obi-Wan had just walked past the room in which you and your classmates had just finished up your first lesson of the day. Some of the younglings had already rushed out of the room before Master Yoda could even finish his sentence, you were one among them. You had felt Obi-Wan’s force signature and you saw him through the slightly opened door walk past the room and you had sprinted out of the room not willing to lose him in the many halls of the temple. Luckily for you the temple was relatively empty at this time in the morning so it didn’t take you too long to find the brown cloak and his auburn hair among those walking the corridors.
The Jedi Master heard small feet sprint towards him but he made no indication of turning around towards the person or to wait for the child to catch up, he already knew it was you, how could he not, he was way too familiar with your force signature. He knew where you were at any time of the day, your force signature rather strong for a child.
If he had turned around he would have seen that you had mimicked his actions. You put your hand behind your back like he had done, you tried to walk in his pace as well as in the same way he walked. This proved quite hard even if the master had slowed down a tad bit for you as he felt you walking beside him, but the long strides were still too fast for a child to catch up entirely to. Any Jedi master that walked past the two of you thought they saw a mini kenobi as you mimicked his every action, even when he rubbed against his beard (even though you didn’t have beard yourself you still did it)
“Hello Master Kenobi” In watching Obi-Wan and trying to mimic him you had completely forgotten to look at where you were going and so you didn’t notice when Obi-Wan stopped in front of Kit Fisto.
“Hello Master Fisto” Kenobi answered politely, giving a smile back towards Master Fisto who gave his signature charming smile. By the time Obi-Wan said that you had looked up and the Nautolan turned towards you as he noticed you standing next to the jedi master you were still mimicking. He studied you for a second, a puzzled look grazed his future before his smile was back.
“And hello to you too youngling, I see you’ve taken a shine to Master Kenobi” A blush spread itself over your cheeks as you got called out by the Jedi in front of you.
The words stumbled out of you as you quietly said “Hello Master Fisto”.
After the words left you, you hid away behind Kenobi's robes not wanting anyone to see your embarrassed state. To this Obi-Wan, like a natural instinct, put his left arm to shield you. Kit Fisto’s reaction to this was what every jedi had told you and Obi-Wan a lot of times before.
“Be careful with the young one Obi-Wan, they might become a bit too attached to you otherwise”
The master like everyone else knew you were already attached towards the master that you hid behind. He could have stopped it all, right there and then, so could Obi-Wan and the rest of the order, but somehow they allowed it, they let it slide by them, if they didn’t see anything then it wasn’t their problem, and if they saw they opted to ignore it. You were like a bright shining cyber crystal in the temple as you cutely followed the auburn haired master around. And it seemed like everyone needed something bright at the moment, with the darker times that were approaching. No, Kit Fisto wouldn’t be the one to stop your attachment towards the newest member of the council, but what he could do was give a warning. He did not want an innocent child or Obi-Wan to fall, not that either of you would, but he could still give the occasional reminders, like Master Windu seemed to give away way too many times.
You were attached, and nothing would stop that. Obi-Wan noticed when he looked down at you, that you were still mimicking his movements. He gave you a fond smile as he studied your stance. You stood in the same posture as him and frankly you looked like a mini him, not that he complained about it, Obi-Wan found it quite amusing how you seemed to want to act like him any chance you got. Not only was it amusing to him but he found it adorable. But so was the thought of every other person in the Jedi temple who had seen you walk after the Jedi master any chance you got since you got old enough to walk.
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Sith Kit Tanthalos secretly dating Jedi Padawan fem!reader hcs
Warning: Mentions of sex, fighting, teasing
Red text = Kit
Green text = you
To be honest I have no idea where I was going with this-
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You first hear of Kit through whispers and rumors circulating among the Jedi Order, her name spoken in hushed tones as one of the most formidable Sith Lords to ever wield a lightsaber
Determined to prove yourself as a skilled Jedi warrior, you become fixated on the idea of facing Kit in battle, viewing her as the ultimate test of your abilities
Despite the warnings of your fellow Jedi, you remain resolute in your quest to confront Kit, your determination fueled by a desire to rid the galaxy of the Sith threat once and for all
Kit has earned a fearsome reputation as one of the most powerful Sith Lords in the galaxy
Her name whispered in awe and reverence among those who dare to speak of her
From the shadows of the Sith Empire, Kit watches with a mixture of curiosity and amusement as rumors of a young Jedi warrior determined to vanquish her spread like wildfire across the galaxy
Though she knows little of the Jedi who seeks her demise, Kit cannot deny the thrill of anticipation that courses through her veins at the prospect of facing such a formidable opponent on the battlefield
Your first encounter with Kit occurs on the battlefield, your eyes locking across the chaos of war as a spark of recognition ignites between them
Kit’s eyes gleam with a dangerous intensity as she locks gazes with you, a smirk playing at the corners of her lips as she senses your determination
For a fleeting moment, time seems to stand still as you and Kit size each other up, the air thick with tension as you prepare to engage in battle
Your heart pounds with determination as you charge towards Kit, your lightsaber ignited and ready for battle
Kit meets your advance with an amused smirk, effortlessly sidestepping each of your attacks with casual grace
Kit slowly starts leading your fight from others into a silent forest where only your fighting can be heard
Your frustration mounts as Kit dodges your every move with infuriating ease, her confidence only fueling your determination to best your opponent
With each failed strike, your resolve strengthens, your focus unwavering as you continues to press the attack against Kit
Despite your best efforts, Kit remains elusive, her movements fluid and unpredictable as she toys with her opponent, reveling in the challenge
Your muscles ache with exertion as you fight to keep pace with Kit, your determination the only thing driving you forward in the face of overwhelming odds
“Nice try, but you’ll have to do better than that if you want to catch me, sweetheart. Keep dancing.”
Kit’s taunts ring in your ears, fueling the fire of your anger as you redouble your efforts to land a single blow against your elusive opponent
With each passing moment, your frustration boils over into desperation, your attacks growing more frenzied as you seek to break through Kit’s defenses
Despite your exhaustion, you refuse to back down, your determination unwavering as you continue to press the attack against Kit
Kit’s movements blur as she dances around you, her taunts cutting deeper with each near miss, her words a constant reminder of your failure to land a single blow
Sweat beads on your brow as you fight to keep pace with Kit, your every move calculated and precise
You and Kit engage in a fierce one-on-one battle, your lightsabers clashing with resounding echoes in the deserted battleground
Kit presses the attack, her movements fluid and precise, a testament to her formidable training and unwavering determination to emerge victorious
Despite your best efforts, Kit gains the upper hand, slowly but steadily driving you towards the ground with each calculated strike
With a sudden burst of speed and agility, Kit launches a decisive strike, disarming you and pinning you to the ground with a firm grip, your faces mere inches apart
Despite being immobilized, you refuse to concede defeat, your gaze locked with Kit’s
“Get the hell off of me!”
Kit’s expression softens slightly as she gazes down at you, a flicker of something indefinable passing between you two amidst the chaos of battle
Without warning, Kit leans in closer, her lips hovering just inches from yours, your breathes mingling in a tantalizing dance of desire and uncertainty
Your heart races in your chest as you feel Kit’s warm breath against your skin, your senses overwhelmed by the intensity of the moment as you struggles to maintain your composure
“Get off-“
“Shut the hell up”
Kit closes the distance between you, capturing your lips in a searing kiss that ignites a firestorm of passion and longing between you two
Your initial shock gives way to a surge of desire as you respond to Kit’s kiss with equal fervor, your lips moving together in a desperate dance
The kiss deepens, your bodies pressed against each other in a heated embrace as you lose yourselves in the intoxicating whirlwind of sensation and emotion
With every touch and caress, the barriers between you begin to crumble, your inhibitions giving way to raw, unbridled desire as you teeter on the brink of surrendering to your mutual attraction
Sensing the growing intensity of the kiss, you instinctively reach up to tangle your fingers in Kit’s hair, pulling her closer as the kiss deepens even further
Just as you are on the verge of losing yourselves completely in the throes of passion, a sudden realization dawns upon you, jolting you back to reality and forcing you to pull away
Breathing heavily, your lips still tingling from the electrifying kiss, you and Kit lock eyes once more, your hearts heavy with the weight of what almost transpired between you, unsure of where to go from here
Kit tries to shake off the lingering feeling of warmth and desire that still lingers on her lips, convincing herself that the kiss was merely a product of the intense adrenaline rush of battle
She hastily retreats from the scene, her heart heavy with conflicting emotions as she struggles to come to terms with the unexpected intimacy she shared with you
Despite her attempts to rationalize her actions, Kit finds herself haunted by the memory of your soft lips and the electric surge of desire that pulsed between you two, leaving her feeling disoriented and unsettled
She avoids any interaction with you in the following days, burying herself in her Sith training and duties in an attempt to distract herself from the tumultuous thoughts swirling within her mind
Whenever the memory of your kiss threatens to resurface, Kit forcefully pushes it aside, refusing to confront the unsettling truth
On the other hand you’re left in a state of bewildered confusion, unable to make sense of the sudden kiss shared with Kit and the conflicting emotions it stirred within you
You replay the kiss over and over in your mind, searching for any clue or sign that might shed light on Kit’s motives, but find yourself coming up empty-handed each time
Despite your efforts to brush it off as a fleeting impulse born from the heat of battle, you can’t shake the nagging feeling that there’s more to Kit’s actions than meets the eye
After a few months both of you had to attend in another battle against each other
Kit’s anger towards you for making her feel like this simmers just beneath the surface as you face each other on the battlefield, her resolve to bury her feelings crumbling in the face of your undeniable connection
With each strike and parry, Kit’s frustration mounts, fueling her determination to kill you and the confusing emotions she stirs within her
Unable to contain her tumultuous emotions, Kit resorts to taunting you, hoping to distract herself from the magnetic pull she feels towards her enemy
Despite the animosity of their situation, Kit finds herself unable to resist the urge to flirt with you, the tension between you crackling with both hostility and unresolved desire
“You got better since the last time, I’m impressed. Wonder what else you’re good at with those hands of yours.”
You, still grappling with the aftermath of your previous encounter, are caught off guard by Kit’s provocative behavior, torn between your duty as a Jedi and the unexpected allure of your enemy
As the battle rages on, Kit finds herself increasingly drawn to you, her conflicted emotions driving her to seek out your fiery exchanges amidst the chaos of war
In the midst of the chaos and destruction of battle, you and Kit find yourselves locked in a dangerous dance of desire and defiance
As the battle rages on around you two, you and Kit remain locked in your own private struggle, your movements fueled by adrenaline and desire
You fight with all your strength, but Kit’s agility and skill allow her to effortlessly evade each attack, her focus solely on the tantalizing figure before her
Pressed against the rough surface of the wall, you find yourself yielding to Kit’s dominant presence, the heat of your passion consuming you both in the darkness of the forest
“You don’t get to live free rent in my head all night, I’m gonna make you pay up, love”
Kit’s hands roam possessively over your body, igniting a fire within her that blazes brighter with each fervent kiss and whispered promise
“Kit I-“
“Save your breath, you’re gonna need it, sweetheart”
Time seems to stand still as you lose yourselves in each other, the outside world fading away as you succumb to the intoxicating pull of your forbidden desire
In the midst of your fervent embrace, you surrender to Kit’s commanding touch, your resistance crumbling in the face of the overwhelming intensity of your connection
As the night stretches on, you and Kit find solace in each other’s arms, your whispered confessions and tender caresses a balm to the wounds of your conflicted souls
In the quiet moments between kisses, you find yourself lost in Kit’s gaze, the depth of emotion mirrored in the depths of her dark eyes
With the first light of morning, you and Kit are forced to confront the harsh reality of your situation, the weight of your choices hanging heavy in the air between you two
Though you may be enemies on the battlefield, you and Kit find solace in the quiet moments you steal away together
Your secret meetings often take place in remote locations far from the prying eyes of both the Jedi Council and the Sith hierarchy
Despite your best efforts to keep your relationship hidden, you are constantly on edge, fearing discovery by your respective factions
Kit teaches you the ways of the Sith, while you impart your knowledge of the Force and Jedi philosophy to Kit, leading to thought-provoking debates and discussions
You share stolen moments of intimacy amidst the chaos of your worlds, finding solace in each other’s arms
You struggle with conflicting loyalties, torn between your duty to the Jedi Order and your love for Kit
Kit, too, grapples with internal turmoil, torn between her allegiance to the Sith and her growing affection for you
Your relationship is marked by secrecy and danger, with each encounter carrying the risk of exposure and betrayal
Kit is fiercely protective of you, willing to risk everything to keep you safe from harm
You often find yourselves embroiled in perilous adventures together, facing enemies from both the Jedi and Sith factions
You’re determined to stand by Kit’s side, even if it means facing the wrath of the Jedi Council and the Sith Lords
Kit cherishes the moments when she can see your eyes light up with joy and laughter, a stark contrast to the darkness of her world
You find solace in Kit’s arms, feeling a sense of peace and belonging that you have never known before
You share tender moments of vulnerability, opening up to each other in ways you never thought possible
Kit is amazed by your unwavering optimism and compassion, qualities that challenge her cynical worldview
You admire Kit’s strength and resilience, seeing past her Sith persona to the wounded soul beneath
Kit is haunted by visions and nightmares of you being torn away from her, driving her to desperate measures to protect you at all costs
You share whispered promises and secret vows, pledging your hearts to each other for eternity
Kit is willing to sacrifice everything for you, even her own life, if it means keeping you safe from harm
Kit calls you “sweetheart” or “love”
Teasing and flirting is on the table by all means
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