Star Wars Masterlist
One Shots
Pasaana Festival - Poe x Reader
Change Your Name... - Poe x Reader
The Spice Runner Story - Poe x Reader
Back Home - Poe x Reader
Confusion In The Force - Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader
The Younglings - Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader
You Did What? - Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader
Reckless - Obi-wan Kenobi x Reader (Ft Anakin)
Homesick Padawan - Young Anakin, Reader (ft. Obi-Wan)
Mission Jealousy - Cassian Andor x Reader
Crossed Lines - Cassian Andor x Reader
Side Quest - Reader, Boba Fett, Fennec (all platonic)
Imagines + Mini Fic
Imagine Cassian helping you dress a wound after a difficult mission
Imagine Poe watching you fix a busted electrical box in the Millennium Falcon
Imagine feeling uncomfortable on a planet in a galaxy far away (Poe Dameron)
Imagine Poe’s reaction after he finds you packed to leave
Imagine having to leave on a Jedi mission suddenly (Obi-wan)
Imagine Obi-Wan confessing that he’s in trouble
Imagine Obi-Wan helping you out of a situation
Imagine Obi-Wan trying to understand what is troubling you
Imagine getting a holo-call from Boba Fett and Fennec Shand
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thinking about a soulmate canon au where you find your soulmate via touch and the jedi order is a bit more pious and has a very respectful no touching culture that obi-wan absolutely abides by. meanwhile anakin is raised on tatooine before coming to the temple and he's really used to touch, and it drives him a little insane, that no one touches him casually in the temple but he learns to abide by it as well and follow his master's example
only for him to fall head over heels for padmé as soon as they touch in aotc and he thinks his reactions to her are due to them being soulmates so they get married because padmé doesn't really know what finding her soulmate feels like either, but anakin's touch and attention feels good (and maybe he unintentionally uses the Force to convince her) so they must be soulmates
meanwhile obi-wan saved his padawan's life when he was like sixteen and was knocked unconscious and tossed into an ocean or something so obi-wan gives him mouth to mouth to resuscitate him---and discovers instantly that they're soulmates....but anakin's out cold and doesn't feel it so obi-wan's left alone with the realization that he's some kind of monster, being the soulmate of a child and anakin can never ever ever know.
so canon happens as canon does but with obi-wan knowing and keeping this secret to himself and carefully making sure he never touches anakin while anakin gets all of his touches from his wife and obi-wan watches from afar knowing he can never tell anakin or anyone else
but palpatine works it out and definitely tells anakin once he's Fallen and killed his wife and also been barbecued (by his soulmate), which makes vader obsess with finding obi-wan (more than he is in canon)
and he finally captures him and has the acolytes chain him up in mustafar. vader visits and asks if obi-wan cut off his arms so he couldn't touch him and know, and it's obi-wan's worst fear and biggest regret that anakin finds out they're soulmates, but now he has no control over the situation. not as vader approaches, not as he takes off his helmet, not as vader leans close and brushes what remains of his lips against obi-wan's cheek
and it feels just as good and right and perfect as it did the first and only time they touched, except now obi-wan isn't sure who the monster is. maybe it's both of them
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Imagine Obi-Wan trying to understand what is troubling you...
Obi-Wan approached the vacant seat beside you at the cantina bar. He frowned at the empty glasses and gently pushed away the one you were toying with.
“I think you’ve had enough spotchka for one night.”
You glanced at the Jedi and let out a groan that you could have sworn was internal but judging from his expression, it wasn't.
“How did you find me?”
Leaning against the counter, Obi-Wan stared out towards the crowd. “Dex saw you in here. He mentioned it to Cody and Cody had the right sense to inform me.” He explained and looked at your saddened form staring into the blue liquid. “What’s going on? You know you can confide in me.”
Taking the glass back into your hand, you tipped your head back and downed the rest of the drink letting the empty item hit the bar table with a loud thud. “Not about this, I can’t.”
Obi-Wan took a seat, facing you. "Please try." He requested. "This sudden behaviour of yours - it has me very concerned."
~ More imagines here ~
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Tomorrow
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Pairing: Obiwan x you
Content: Sleepy Obiwan beckons you to join him.
Warnings: none
Word count: 850
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“Love.”, he calls for you but it sounds like a gentle cry as he emerges by the doorway to your kitchen. You can see him in your peripheral vision but the fresh batch of cookies you made demanded your attention.
It isn’t easy running a bakery on Coruscant when you cater to the elite. Everything needs to be perfect and so trialing out new recipes meant late nights of burnt batches or a messy kitchen. But your Jedi husband now stands leaning on the doorway with his arms folded and a blanket wrapped around him.
The oven had managed to keep the area around you warm, but the nights on this lustrous planet were too cold to walk around without a woolen cover.
You check the colour. Golden brown. Perfect.
The smell. Divine.
You break one and pop the piece into your mouth. The flavour, the ingredients you had chosen worked well together. Outstanding.
A proud smile worked it’s way across your face even as you tried to hide it. This was going to be another best seller. You dust your hands and your mind now jumped onto the next task. The icing and decoration. But as you turned to get something, Obiwan had made his way towards you.
“New batch. New recipe.”, you still hadn't figured out why he was here but you always loved to share the first of your creations with him.
You held a small broken cookie piece near his mouth and he ate it. His hand reaching up to hold yours as you waited for his reaction. His eyes found yours as he chewed slowly. Elegant as always, but as you stood there, he looped his hand behind your waist and drew you closer.
“Another bestseller.”, he smiled with approval and it made you beam with the happiness of satisfaction.
“Now, come to sleep.”, he mumbled against your lips as he kissed you, the taste of fresh butter from his lips made it difficult to resist his request.
“Yes, in a while, the icing – you start to say but forget the rest as he held you and the comfort of his warmth soaked into your body.
In all the madness to perfect this batch, you had actually forgotten to realize how tired you were.
His locks were set free from the combed back mullet he sported during the day and his beard had caused a faint burn against your skin. His Jedi robes were no where to be seen as he leaned away. His skin gleaming a soft sunkissed glow under the warm lighting, his soft linen pants made it certain that he was done with business and now yearned for your company, lastly his sleepy eyes made you reconsider the icing project.
“I am feeling a bit tired. But I do have to close up the station before I can join you.”, you sigh as you look around the kitchen island and the counter top, full of pot and pans.
But he chuckled as though he was bemused, he didn’t let you go, instead leaned in to kiss the side of your neck under your ear as he whispered, “You often forget I’m a Jedi, darling.”
And as he said it, he used the force to move the icing bowls together, place the lids back on opened vessels and within seconds everything was sorted. You smiled, allowing yourself to sink into his arms.
“I thought that was why you liked me.”, you fought a yawn as you turned to him.
“One of the many reasons why I fell in love with you.”, he replied as he opened up his blanket wrap for you to join in.
“Ah. What are the other reasons?”, you ask as you wrap an arm around his bare waist and as you covered yourself under his blanket.
“I’ll tell you tomorrow.”, he kissed your forehead as you walked along with him down the dark corridor towards your bedroom.
You put away your jewelry while he got comfortable on his side of the bed and when you took longer to brush your hair, he groaned impatiently as he called your name.
All you could do was laugh in response to his needy pleas and playful jests as you got beneath the covers and fell back onto the pillows next to him.
“I’m here. I’m here.”, you pacify his as you smiled to look at the deep blue of his eyes.
“Took you long enough.”, he frowned innocently.
“Even Grievous doesn’t keep me waiting for that long in the battlefield.”, he mumbled again as he wrapped his arms around you not desiring to wait any longer. You gasp to his statement when he finally rests with his head tucked under your neck as your fingers stroked his hair.
“You take that back.”, you whisper.
“No.”, he speaks into your skin.
“Fine, then I’ll go back downstairs to finish up my icings then.”, you say in mock protest which makes him hold you tighter and nuzzle closer.
“No.”, he says softly.
“Stay with me.”, he says it like it was his only wish and you knew in your heart you could never put work above him.
So you let your hands dip further as you traced the rise and fall of the muscles on his back and before you knew it, under the warmth of the blankets and in the peace of being with each other. Sleep had found you both.
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