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Oh shut the fuck up and leave me the fuck alone-

iâm going to throw up
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I would kill to see some after sex Obi-Wan Kenobi...
I'm sorry but the Galaxy needs it so I'll be direct about thisssss!!!
He intends to enjoy the aftermath, thoroughly..

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Obi-Wan #4 - âThe Sun Sets and it Risesâ (2022)
written by Christopher Cantwell art by Madibek Musabekov & Sebastian Cheng
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I saw the best dream and needed to draw it with that brush i hate.


The banquetâs call declared âceremonial garb of oneâs homeworld required.â
Obi-Wan arrived cloaked in Stewjonâs sea-jade regalia while Anakin shone in Tatooineâs sun-gold silksâocean and desert stepping into the hall side by side.
References fyi:


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I hate this brush just because of that i wrote flirty angst again.
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This armor...
If only this armor could speak...

Obi-Wan Kenobi | illustrated by Florian Bossonney
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This is golden. This made my day.

ÂĄBreaking news!
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I call it,
The Lecture
Thank you very much
(I know I'm never going to draw them being happy and whole.)
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Can we have sassy Obi-Wan for skin care?
For skin care?
Pffthahaha ! There you go, with his inner dialogue as a bonus.

By every star in the sky, Anakinâthere you stand, cracking jokes with Ahsoka while blood seeps through your robes, as if defying orders and courting blaster-fire were cause for celebration. I told youâhold the perimeter, wait for my signalâbut the instant my back turned you vaulted straight into the crossfire, determined to save everyone but yourself; now each laugh you force out is laced with a wince you canât quite hide, and it twists my stomach into knots.
So when the crowd disperses, Iâll take you by the elbow, steer you to the medics, and make it plain: bravery isnât measured by how long you pretend pain doesnât exist. You will let them treat you, you will rest, and you will remember that every heartbeat of yours is worth more than any victory snatched by reckless improvisation. Iâve buried enough in this war; I refuse to add your name to the ledger because you couldnât wait ten bloody seconds for backup.
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everyone blame drunk me i think i just put anakin skywalker in a maid outfit-

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Your art is very beautiful!! May I request art of Anakin dressing pretty for Obi-Wan, in lingerie or maybe something suggestive đ€
Hey, I wrote angst instead. Because why not.
Enjoy~

Mission briefing room on Dârayaan. The lantern light is low and golden. Obi-Wan is pacing by the holo-table, datapad in hand, reciting details of the infiltration. The flap of the tent rustles. Soft footsteps followâbare feet on the matting. Obi-Wan glances up. Stops mid-sentence.
Obi-Wan:
âŠWhat in the Force are you wearing?
Anakin walks in slowly, deliberately. Silk sways around his legs like water. His chest is bare, a sheen of scented oil catching the light. Golden chains shimmer across his collarbones. His eyes are lined in deep kohl. His mouth is... smug.
Anakin:
Local tradition. I thought you'd appreciate the authenticity.
Obi-Wan stares. His mouth opens, then closes. He blinks. Heâs gone very, very still.
Obi-Wan:
You look like you wandered out of aâpleasure house.
Anakin:
Oh? And youâre familiar with what they wear in pleasure houses now?
That lands. Anakin tilts his head, clearly enjoying himself.
Anakin:
Should I be concerned, Master?
Obi-Wan:
Should I?
Anakin:
Only if youâre going to faint.
Obi-Wan sets the datapad down a little too hard. Doesnât meet his eyes. Fights to not look down again.
Obi-Wan:
This is a diplomatic infiltration, not a seduction. You couldâve worn a servant's uniform. Or something that covers your torso.
Anakin:
And risk blending in with the kitchen staff? No, thank you. My assignment is to navigate the upper palace quarters. You read the report.
Obi-Wan:
I wrote the report. I didnât say you should go in half-naked and painted likeâlike that.
Anakin:
Like what?
Obi-Wan:
You know what.
Anakin:
Say it.
Obi-Wan glares at him. Anakinâs smirk grows.
Anakin:
Go on. Say it. I dare you.
A beat. Obi-Wan exhales. Frustrated. Flustered. His gaze flickers againâtraitorousâdown Anakinâs chest, the curve of his hip where the sash sits dangerously low. And thenâabsurdly, helplesslyâhe shrugs off his cloak and tosses it over Anakinâs shoulders.
Obi-Wan:
Cover yourself.
Anakin:
You are blushing.
Obi-Wan:
Iâm trying to keep you from embarrassing both of us.
Anakin:
Mmm. Thatâs not what it feels like.
Obi-Wan:
Donât flatter yourself.
Anakin:
Too late. You havenât blinked since I walked in.
Obi-Wan steps forward now, barely a pace between them. His voice is low. Tight.
Obi-Wan:
What is this, Anakin? Some kind of test?
Anakin:
Call it... curiosity. About how far youâll let me go.
They lock eyes. The air between them hums. Obi-Wanâs fists clench at his sides. He looks away first.
Obi-Wan:
You're going to get yourself killed.
Anakin:
Or finally noticed.
Obi-Wan:
Noticed? Iâm sure from your tent to here, every single clone trooper and officer on this base noticed the way you walked inâdraped in... in whatever that is.
Anakin:
And I didnât mind. I donât mind them noticing.
A beat.
Anakin (lower, softer):
But I mind you noticing.
Obi-Wanâs breath catches. His faceâalready flushedâgoes crimson. The air between them tightens like a drawn cord. He tugs at his collar, suddenly aware of how suffocating his robes feel. How hot the room is. How much of Anakinâs skin he can see.
Obi-Wan (biting):
I notice. All right? I notice everything.
He steps forward. His hand shoots out, grabs Anakinâs bare armâstrong, muscled, warm to the touch. He drags him close, the silks rustling between them. Their faces now just inches apart.
Obi-Wan (voice low, trembling with fury):
If you donât change right nowâ
He falters. The rest wonât come. The words lodge in his throat like fire.
Anakin (barely above a whisper, eyes locked on his):
Youâll do what?
Obi-Wanâs jaw tightens. He doesnât answer at first. Anakin tilts his head, taunting.
Anakin:
Come on. Say it. What will you do, Master?
Obi-Wan's fingers tighten on his arm. And then, quietlyâdangerouslyâhe says it.
Obi-Wan:
I will burn every single person on this ground. Including the palace.
If one of them so much as touches you.
Silence. Anakin blinks. The breath he draws is sharp, shaky. That wasnât a threat. That was a confession.
Anakin (hoarse):
You mean that.
Obi-Wan:
You think I donât? You think I havenât imagined itâwatching them circle you like hounds, smiling, inviting, and doing nothing? Iâm not that strong, Anakin.
Anakin:
Then stop pretending.
Obi-Wan:
This is not the time for this Anakin...
Anakin (quietly):
Then donât send me.
Obi-Wan stares at him. And for the first time since Anakin walked in, he looks genuinely shaken. Something in him cracks, and when he speaks, itâs not cold anymoreâitâs raw.
Obi-Wan:
Do you think I want to send you?
Anakinâs breath stills. Obi-Wan steps forward againânot to intimidate, but like a man pulled by gravity.
Obi-Wan:
Do you think I sleep when you're on these assignments? That I breathe easy? That I donât imagine you dead in some alley or tangled in someone elseâs force damned sheets?
Anakin (softly):
Obi-Wanâ
Obi-Wan:
You walk in here like a stormâpainted and bare and glowing, and you think I can just watch? That I should just watch? You think I havenât already failed by letting it get this far?
Anakin is silent. His face flickersâpride, guilt, something else. But he steps closer too. Close enough that Obi-Wan can smell the trace of incense on his skin.
Anakin:
Then say it. Say you donât want me to go.
Obi-Wan looks at him like heâs been wounded. Thenâquietly:
Obi-Wan:
I donât want you to go.
A silence falls. No pretense. Just the truth between them, hanging heavy.
Anakin:
Then tell me to stay.
Obi-Wan (whispers):
I canât.
Anakin:
Why not?
Obi-Wan (shakes his head, voice hoarse):
Because if I keep you here tonight⊠I wonât let you go tomorrow. Or the day after that. Or ever.
They just breathe for a moment. Close. Close enough to touch. But neither does. Obi-Wanâs hands are fists. Anakinâs are trembling.
Anakin:
Then I will go.
He steps back. Gathers the robe from the floor. Doesn't put it on.
Anakin:
But donât pretend youâre sending a Jedi out there.
He turns at the doorway, eyes burning with everything they didnât say.
Anakin:
Youâre sending me, General Kenobi. And you know exactly who I belong to.
And he walks out. Obi-Wan doesnât move. Doesnât breathe. Just stands thereâalone in the heat, in the scent of incense and fading silkâburning.
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If requests are open and youâre cool with it, could I maybe request a doodle of Anakin kneeling (interpret that however you like đ)âwith Obi-Wan in the frame, looking... entirely unimpressed or smug?
(Obi-Wan is not there but his big fat presence is. Enjoy anon!)

The hallway echoed with sharp footsteps and silence between themâan execution march.
Obi-Wanâs grip clamped tight around Anakinâs arm, dragging him like a disobedient cadet down the temple corridor.
âObi-Wanââ
âNot a word.â
The chamber door slid open.
Empty. Cold. Secluded.
He shoved Anakin inside. Hard.
Anakin stumbledâthen Obi-Wanâs hand snapped forward, yanked him by the front of his tunic, and threw him to the ground.
âOn your knees. Now.â
Anakin froze.
âI said now.â
He droppedâhard, gasping as his knees slammed the floor.
Thenâfingers in his hair. A fist in his curls. Holding.
âYou want to scream at the Council like a brat ?â Obi-Wanâs voice was low, lethal. âThen youâll kneel like one.â
Anakin said nothing. Couldnât. The room itself was pressing down on him.
âYou disrespected Master Windu. You shouted over Master Yoda. You dismissed Master Kolar like he was a senatorâs errand boy.â
Obi-Wan circled him.
âAnd then you looked at me. Like Iâd fix it. Like Iâd clean up your mess.â
He stopped in front of him.
âLook up.â
Anakin didnât move.
Obi-Wan yanked his hairâjust enough to make him obey.
âI said look up.â
Anakin lifted his eyes, trembling, wide.
âYou will keep them there,â Obi-Wan commanded. âYou will not look away. Do you understand?â
âYes, Master.â
Obi-Wan crouched down. Calm. Measured. Scathing.
âYou havenât earned a voice. You havenât earned command. Youâve earned this.â
He gestured at the floor beneath Anakinâs knees.
âSay it. Say you donât know your place.â
âIâŠâ Anakinâs voice shook. âI donât know my place.â
âLouder.â
âI donât know my place!â
Obi-Wan stared at him for a long, silent moment. Then stood.
âOh, but I do.â
He turned away, just slightlyâjust enough for the words to hit harder.
âAnd thisâŠ?â
A pause. Cold.
âThis is where you belong.â
His voice turned razor-sharp.
âCrawling. Kneeling. Against my boots.â
Thenâfinallyâhe released his grip.
Anakin whimpered. Quiet. Raw. But he didnât break eye contact. Couldnât.
âYou wanted consequences? This is your consequence.â
Obi-Wanâs tone turned lethal.
âYou will kneel here. Until I return. No matter how long that is. You will not speak. You will not move. You will not so much as blink unless I permit it.â
Obi-Wan walked to the door, slow and final.
âIf you're still here when I return,â he said without turning, âwe begin again. If you aren'tâŠâ
He let the silence finish the sentence.
The door closed.
And Anakin remained exactly where he was.
Kneeling.
Trembling.
Eyes fixed forward.
Chest rising and falling like something was still burning inside him.
He should have felt shame. Humiliation. Regret.
Insteadâhe was shaking.
With something hot.
Dark.
Addictive.
Something that curled in his gut and whispered that he wanted this.
Wanted more.
Wanted to misbehave again.
Just to be dragged back.
Thrown down.
And reminded of exactly where he belonged.
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Why do you have a different style in each drawing?
Hi,
A very good question.
Because I'm experimenting, trying to find my style among all the styles.
Pushing myself to draw hard and difficult pieces to improve.
I'm new. Completely self taught/still teaching.
Not very confident in my work.
Which is why I'm only taking requests at the moment, just to find something to sketch everyday.
#thanks for the ask!#thanks anon#drawing#art#artist#self taught artist#still learning#amateur#painting#q&a
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anakin told him how pretty he was today
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Medbay scene!!!!!
MEDBAY SCENEEEE
AAAAAAAaaaa!!!!!
Medbay. The sterile white lights buzz overhead. Obi-Wan lies on the cot, shoulder bandaged, face pale, eyes heavy with pain. Anakin paces nearby, arms crossed, fury radiating off him like heat from a lightsaber crystal. A tray clatters as he slams it down too hard. Obi-Wan groans.
Anakin (snapping):
âI told you not to go alone.â
Obi-Wan (tired):
âAnd I told you it wasnât your mission.â
Anakin (whipping around):
âIt became my mission the second they dragged you in half-dead with a huge cut on your side!â
Obi-Wan (through gritted teeth):
âI handled it.â
Anakin (furious):
âYou almost died, Obi-Wan!â
âYou didnât handle anything!â
Obi-Wan (raising his voice despite the pain):
âIâm still breathing, arenât I?!â
Anakin (voice sharp):
âBarely!â
A beat of silence. Anakinâs chest heaves. Obi-Wan closes his eyes, jaw clenched, trying to regain composure.
Obi-Wan (quiet, but firm):
âYouâre smothering me, Anakin.â
Anakin (bitter):
âForgive me for caring.â
Obi-Wan (snapping, suddenly):
âCaring isnât the problemâitâs your obsession with control!â
âHovering like Iâll disappear if you look away for a secondââ
Anakin (cutting in):
âBecause you might!â
That stuns them both into silence. Obi-Wan stares. Anakinâs face hardens, but his voice lowers.
Anakin:
âYou keep throwing yourself into every fire like itâs your duty to burn. You donât let me help. You donât let me breathe.â
Obi-Wan (softly, but bitterly):
âYouâre not my keeper.â
Anakin (stepping closer):
âYour keeper?! Force- Obi-Wan! No. Iâm the one left behind to watch them carry you out on a stretcher. Again.â
Obi-Wan (pained and exasperated):
âI didnât ask for this, Anakin. I didnât ask for your grief or your anger. I asked you to trust me.â
Anakin (voice low, strained):
âI do. But I donât trust the galaxy not to take you from me.â
Obi-Wan looks away, jaw tight, refusing to let the weight of those words pull him under. Anakin exhales, rubbing his face, then sits heavily at the edge of the cot.
Anakin:
âIâm terrified... Master."
Obi-Wan (finally, voice cracking with weariness):
âThen learn to live with it. The same way Iâve had to live with losing you⊠every time you ignore orders, or run off, orââ [his voice breaks, softer] ââor fly through fire without thinking.â
Silence. Just their breathing. The hum of bacta monitors. Neither willing to apologize. Both hurting.
Anakin (quietly):
âI didnât come here to fight.â
Obi-Wan:
âThen stop acting like Iâm your battlefield.â
Anakin (eyes narrowing):
Oh? And what happens next time? Or the time after that? Do I just sit by the comm, waiting for them to tell me you're dead?â
Obi-Wan (bitterly):
âIf it spares you the same fate, yes.â
Anakin (growling):
âKriff it! Youâre so damn stubbornââ
Obi-Wan (sharply):
âAnd you are reckless, impulsive, and so consumed by your feelings you canât see past them!â
They stare at each other. Breathing hard. Words hanging in the air like blaster fire that never quite landed.
Anakin (softer now, voice thick):
âI would burn this whole kriffing galaxy down if it meant keeping you alive.â
Obi-Wan (closing his eyes, head tilting back against the wall):
âAnd I would rather die than see you lose yourself to it.â
Anakin (barely a whisper):
âBut youâre all I have left.â
A long silence. Obi-Wan opens his eyes again. The fight drains out of him like air from a cracked hull.
Obi-Wan (quiet):
âYouâre not. You never were. You just... made yourself believe that.â
Anakin (stepping closer):
âThen tell me. Tell me to go. Tell me you wish to be rid of me. Right now Obi-Wan. Look into my eyes. Say it like you mean it. Say it, and Iâll leave.â
Obi-Wan (looks up, eyes shiningâtears forming, through pain):
â⊠Anakin please ...â
Anakin (voice trembling):
âThen stop pushing me away.â
Obi-Wan exhales shakily. His hand reaches outânot to grab, just to anchor. Anakin takes it gently, sits beside the cot.
Obi-Wan (barely audible):
âBeing near you makes everything harder.â
Anakin (without missing a beat):
âBeing without you is impossible.â
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Heyaaaaa
Iâm in need of a little mood boostâwould you be up for writing some banter between two lovable idiot jedi?
Just something silly and lighthearted to make me smile.
đŹ
A rocky ledge above a river of lava. Obi-Wan is standing, scorched and tired, surveying the smoldering wreckage of a separatist droid outpost.
Suddenlyâout of nowhereâAnakin swings back across the fiery chasm on a thick rope, grinning like a feral loth-cat with a trophy.
Anakin (landing with a flourish, striking a pose):
âMission accomplished, Master.â [smirking] âTry not to look too impressed.â
Obi-Wan (glaring):
âYou swung over lava. Lava, Anakin.â
Anakin (shrugging):
âAnd yet⊠here I am. Perfectly intact. Mostly.â [gestures to his missing robe and bare arms smugly] âThe robe was slowing me down.â
Obi-Wan (exasperated):
âSlowing you down? Itâs standard Jedi attire, not a weighted training vest!â
Anakin (grinning wider):
âExactly. You wouldnât believe how much faster I moved without all that fabric. Liberating, really. You should try it sometime.â
Obi-Wan (deadpan, eyeing him up and down):
âYes, perhaps Iâll strip to my underlayers and leap across a pit of molten rock like a madman. Just as soon as I suffer a head injury.â
Anakin (crossing arms, teasing):
âOh come on, admit itâyou missed me. You thought I fell in.â
Obi-Wan:
âBriefly. And Iâll admit, there was a flicker of hope.â
Anakin (mock wounded):
âHarsh. And here I thought youâd be grateful. I just sabotaged their communications relay, shut down their main power grid, and stole their intel node. All with style.â
Obi-Wan (pinching the bridge of his nose):
âYou also lost your lightsaber.â
Anakin (wincing slightly):
â...Temporarily misplaced. Itâs in the river. But very dramatically.â
Obi-Wan (fuming):
âWeâre not fishing your lightsaber out of lava, Anakin!â
Anakin:
âGood, because I already have a plan for that. See, I marked the coordinates andââ
Obi-Wan (cutting in):
âIf this plan involves another rope and less clothing, Iâm vetoing it immediately.â
Anakin (mock-pouting):
âYouâre no fun anymore.â
Obi-Wan (dryly):
âI was never fun. That was your job.â
Anakin (stepping closer, tilting his head):
âWell, someoneâs got to keep things interesting. Youâd just meditate the mission to death.â
Obi-Wan (crossing arms):
âAnd youâd die trying to impress a wall.â
Anakin (mischievous grin):
âOnly if the wall was watching.â
Obi-Wan (sighing deeply):
âForce help me.â
Anakin:
âYouâre welcome, by the way.â
Obi-Wan (muttering as he turns to walk):
âFor what, exactly?â
Anakin (walking beside him, smug):
âFor keeping you on your toes. Admit it, Masterâwithout me, you'd be terminally bored.â
Obi-Wan (under his breath):
âAnd alive. Donât forget that part.â
Anakin (laughing, bumping his shoulder playfully):
âDetails, details.â
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