#obikin fanfic

[to-proudly-go]

I drew something for @mischievouschan4's cute Obikin fic Wisdom teeth woes!

Summary: After getting his wisdom teeth removed, Anakin forgets that he's married to Obi-Wan, who is worried about what Anakin will say waking up from anesthesia.

A comedy of errors. Miscommunications and assumptions abound, but love wins out in the end!

(It's got boys being dumb, angsty misunderstandings, and (temporary) amnesia! Go give it a read!!!)

[somethingsteff]

Idea. Anakin, Ahsoka, and Obi-Wan get a few days leave in the war, so Padme has them over for dinner, movies, drinks, basically a whole sleep over. Obi-Wan has to go to a council meeting, so Anakin and Ahsoka head over in the afternoon before him. Padme immediately gives Anakin (lightweight) a beer and Ahsoka gets them playing a game of Smash or Pass with different celebs and whatnot on her data pad. While they're playing, Obi-Wan holo calls Ahsoka to tell them he's on his way and his projection comes up where the celeb images have previously been. Anakin, maybe a couple beers in, definitely tipsy, immediately says (loudly) "Smash."

Obi-Wan is familiar with this game because he's seen Anakin and Ahsoka play before. He sees Anakin look alarmed once he realizes what's going on, but simply says "if you're good" before giving his ETA. The girls are busting up and rib on Anakin until Obi-Wan gets there. When Obi-Wan does get there he sits closer to Anakin than he previously would and keeps his arm around him. Padme makes the executive decision to change their sleeping arrangements so Ahsoka is now sharing her bed and gives the guys the guest room. Ahsoka spends the night trying not to think of what her dad's are probably (definitely) getting up to in the other bedroom until she finally falls asleep.

[aberrantcreature]

Obikin Prompt .9

A friend of mine recently mentioned how, in novels, Obi-Wan is ‘like a magpie’. He keeps little trinkets and keepsakes from those he loves. It got me thinking…

Fantasy AU, Harpy Obi-Wan.

One idea is that Anakin is a knight who is tasked with retrieving some precious small artifact that some ‘wild beast’ stole from someone of importance. He then stumbles upon a lone harpy and his hoard of various things that have a lot of sentimental value to him. Maybe he makes up stories behind them because he has no one in his life.

Another idea is that Anakin is a tomb raider or artifact hunter. Or maybe he’s an engineer or artificer, someone who deals in or tinkers with small objects. He notices certain things of his are going missing, and is determined to catch whoever is stealing from him. Instead of a lowlife in his trap, he finds a mythical harpy.

[lady-evelin]

They did something dirty jejejeje 🔥😏

[palfriendpatine66]

🚨New Chapter Alert🚨

We're back, baby! Chapter 7 of Criminal Minds is here after a long, very unintentional hiatus.

[greyghoulclub]

WIP WEDNESDAY

A snippet from an obikin fic im writing, based on Baby Driver

For all intents and purposes, Anakin didn’t mean for this to happen. It was just one small job to pay off his family’s debts, and he was a free man. All he had to do was wait in the car outside the bank, nice and simple. But trouble seemed to keep an eye out for one Anakin Skywalker, and trouble came in the form of a redheaded man with a gun, yelling at him to start driving. Who was Anakin to refuse?

He weaved through the twisting streets of Corsucant City, pushing the speed limit as far as he could. The man in the back muttered about 10,000 dollars in cash into what looked like a burner phone. Anakin knew to keep his nose out of it. He’d been burned before.

Sirens blared from behind them, giving them chase. The man in the back told Anakin to step on it, his tone warning as to what would happen if Anakin didn’t. White-knuckling the wheel, he pressed on the gas pedal as much as he could, the car engine roaring with pressure. Anakin could feel the other man keeping a close eye on where Anakin was turning to throw off the police’s trail. If Anakin did manage to create a diversion, he looked pleased, as if he was appraising Anakin’s skills. They were racing towards an interchange in the middle of Corsucant, one of the busiest roads in the city, and it was easy to lose someone. Anakin saw two cars on the road that looked very similar to the nondescript black car he was driving, the corner of his mouth pulled into a small smile as he pulled the manoeuvre to get the police car to follow one of the other cars as he took the way towards the western edge of the city. His eyes flicked to the rearview mirror to see if no one was following them. In the all clear. But curiously, the man in the back seemed to be proud of how Anakin managed to pull off that trick, and he vocalised that too. It made Anakin feel a small flutter in his stomach but he didn’t want to look into that now.

“You’ve done this kind of driving before, haven’t you?” his passenger asked. He was looking directly into Anakin’s eyes via the rearview mirror. The other man had this way of speaking, it was charming, amicable even, but his eyes were analysing every move or expression Anakin made.

“I used to,” Anakin answered curtly, keeping his face neutral to the best of his ability. But the man in the back seemed to be able to tell that Anakin wasn’t telling the entire truth. And maybe Anakin was being too naive but felt he could trust this man. And even so, he did owe Anakin big time for getting away from the cops.

“I don’t think you’re telling me everything but either way, you’re good. Could use someone like you on my team, if you’re interested in a job,” something was slipped into Anakin’s pocket, but his gut told him not to look at it. Watto would know and his mother would be disappointed that Anakin was still involved with not-so-legal activities.

“Look where can I drop you off? Can’t risk having you in here for too long,” Anakin sighed, knowing he was in deep shit either way.

“Urscu district. You know the Outlander Club yes?” Anakin nodded, he’d been a patron of that club a few times, when money allowed. Anakin took a sharp left at a junction between the COMPNOR building and the Corsucant public library, heading into the entertainment district. It wasn’t long before he found the Outlander. The outside of the club was dark, the neon lights dimmed in the daylight. It would be an eyesore of colour once nightfall hit.

“Thank you for your help,” a wad of 100 dollar bills was slapped onto Anakin’s lap, “If you reconsider, call the number on the card, and ask for Kenobi.” The door to the car closed and the man disappeared into the club, leaving Anakin staring at the wad of cash he was left with and wondering how the hell he would explain this to his mother.

[dark--whisperings]

🚨NEW FIC!🚨

Title: Serendipity

Pairing: Anakin Skywalker/Obi-Wan Kenobi

Rating: Explicit

Chapters: 1/1

Link: https://archiveofourown.org/works/54157444

Summary:

An accidental discovery on the holonet leads Anakin to a personal discovery about himself. And his Master. The rest, well, that's a happy accident.

Whoohooo! @topwan-obikin submissions have been revealed, and this was my contribution to round 2. Super excited to share it with you all, and I hope that you enjoy! ✨💖✨💖

[lea-noah]

ed. l e a n o a h | pin | dev

Obi-Wan freezes for a second, expression open, blinking, then a wide, ridiculously relieved smile (as if he just avoided a disaster no less) glows on his face, eyes filled to the brim with warmth and fondness, that his Master shows only to him and Anakin’s heart squeezes breathless at that realization.

“Of course Anakin. I'll be happy to help you. Thank you for trusting me with it.”

It doesn’t get better, as something warm and giddy bubbles in his lower stomach and he feels himself jittering under that disarming gaze at him. If he’s suddenly too hot, and his hands sweat or the tips of his ears reddens some more, Anakin is none the wiser.

Chosen: from the Ashes | Chapter 21

"Your smile feels like touching your heart"

[...] And I’m glad,” at this, he fixates his eyes heavily on the other man’s, “you were his Padawan, when you came to Tatooine, because otherwise you would have never become my Master and maybe, we would have never met.”

Obi-Wan Kenobi, Anakin’s one and only Master, looks startled at that possibility. He shakes his head a bit, as if clearing it from pointless thoughts and takes his Padawan’s hand in both of his, holding it gently and firmly just as well.

“Thank you Anakin. I will remember this whenever those thoughts would come up again.”, he smiles back at him, with that careful, soft smile of his, wondrous and oh so special in Anakin’s opinion, because it feels and felt the few times he saw it in the past, all the same. Like touching Obi-Wan’s heart. Like he lets Anakin take a glance deep inside or take his heart all together.

Anakin loved that. Loves still and always will.

[underacalicosky]

The last chapter of Stars From Our Eyes has been posted! Thanks again to @ficwip for organizing the Hey Sweetheart 2024 Collection. I had a lot of fun writing this!

Obi-Wan figures out how to stop being a dumbass and Anakin bottoms for the first time 🎉 Thanks for reading! ❤️

[exonerin]

In Your Dreams [AO3 | Obikin]

The first chapter of In Your Dreams is posted on AO3.

Tags: Top Obi-Wan Kenobi / Bottom Anakin Skywalker / Dreamwalking / Merman Anakin Skywalker / Mermaids / Pining / Dreamsharing

Synopsis:

Anakin can't sleep. Nightmares haunt him, and these new nightmares about old hurts are somehow worse than dreaming of an endless war. He drowns when he closes his eyes.

Obi-Wan knows it's a terrible idea, but his former Padawan wastes away. He'll do what he must -- even if it's willful defiance of a code he has sworn to uphold. So, he uses the gossamer-thin, tattered remains of their training bond to enter Anakin's dreams.

In his dreams, Anakin is a drowning merman. Obi-Wan decides to solve these nightmares by teaching Anakin how to swim. Anakin's complaints that children of the desert don't swim fall on deaf ears.

Reality, nightmares, and hidden fantasies blend until Anakin can't tell what's real anymore.

Update Schedule:

I decided to just post the first chapter after I finished it since I only plan 3/4 chapters for this. I'm thinking 24k words.

Chapter 2 will at its latest be published next Monday.

[himekasza]

title: Intestines

pairing: Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker

rating: mature

warning: underage (ambiguous age)

tags: a/b/o, beta!Obi-Wan, omega!Anakin, fluff, in heat, courtship, identity issues, Obi-Wan has self-esteem issues, etc.

word count: 5,361

summary: With an omega Padawan, a beta Master might encounter challenges that are not easy to handle.

[somethingsteff]

This line from @grapenehifics An Unlikely Duo really really resonated with my life right now, so I asked if I could cross stitch it onto a throw pillow! It's not totally done, I'm going to add some colorful embellishments, but it turns out I don't really like needlepoint and I really want to get back to my regularly scheduled knitting. (I'm also going to add an "An Unlikely Duo by GrapeNehi" at the bottom once I get a fabric marker).

[aberrantcreature]

✨🌸 How To Woo a Sith Lord - WIP Snippet 💖💐

Obi-Wan Kenobi trudged back to the dingy hotel on Corellia. Shoulders slumped and feet tripping slightly every few steps. Maybe continuing to drink while waiting for his date to show up wasn’t a good idea, but it’s not like he knew she’d ghost him! He waited at the diner for over an hour, holding out hope and then making excuses, until he finally realized he’d been well and truly ditched.

It’s a shame. For one, the friend he had made while him and Qui-Gon are on this long stake out mission said she was wonderful, and two, he had spent way too many credits on the bundle of imported, Alderaanian Flame-Roses currently loosely grasped in his hand.

Obi-Wan was fully aware of the Jedi code. He may still be just a padawan with 23 years of life experience in this galaxy, but the Jedi code had been well and hammered into him since before he could remember.

He knows attachment is bad or whatever, for reasons that he doesn’t understand. All he wanted was a date. To finally experience one like in the romantic holonovels and holofics he reads. Sure, a meal at some random, half broken down diner with a girl he’d never met on Corellia wasn’t his idea of stellar romantic ambience, but it was something.

Obi-Wan was a hopeless romantic, but he’d never tell anyone that. Quinlan knew, but only because he’s a kriffing nerfherder who goes through other peoples personal datapads and then judges them for the certain brands of fluff and spice they like to read.

Well, Obi-Wan supposed he at least couldn’t get in trouble even if Qui-Gon did find out. Technically, no date meant he couldn’t be lectured on attachment, so that was fine, he guessed.

Ugh.

[lady-evelin]

I have a serie for Christmas 🎄

I hope you like it ❤️

[palfriendpatine66]

🚨New Chapter Alert🚨

Read the latest chapter of Criminal Minds here

[starsdies]

another idea ramble for you obikins! accidental force bond communication is an incredible trope but i want eager anakin who lets his emotions about obi-wan bleed into it on purpose. his desperation to be seen by his master is… intoxicating, obi-wan finds, almost literally. sometimes anakin’s force signature is so saturated with an emotion that even obi-wan’s carefully constructed shields and years of meditation control is staggered. his anger? it leaves obi-wan a fury. his sadness, loss? obi-wan has to wipe his own tears away. anakin’s happiness is like spice. his lust on the other hand… it’s like… an aphrodisiac when he feels anakin’s want. he feels it for the first time during a council meeting, having left anakin in their shared quarters to work on his mission reports (overdue, of course.) obi-wan is listening to mace windu when a whisper of touch caresses the back of his mind. perhaps it’s anakin probing for his return—obi-wan shakes it off. builds his shields a little higher. but then it’s insistent, like prying fingers stuffed between the crack of a door. obi-wan’s heart races when his shields are pried away, exposing him to the onslaught of emotion anakin is feeling. this time it’s not anger, not happiness or grief it’s… obi-wan’s heart thuds, a flush to his cheeks. it’s anakin’s need, hungry as a krayt dragon. welcoming, insisting, a whine in the force. obi-wan is given flashes of robes sliding off skin, the touch of a mechno-hand that makes him goosebump under his own robes, the spike of arousal he associates with orgasm, the tug of a Padawan braid and a sound so soft he—obi-wan needs to leave. he needs to. what’s happening to him? he’s never felt so overtaken by their bond before, so affected he can’t stop. (a part of obi-wan, touch starved, lonely, wonders if he wants it to stop.)