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1. faded sunsets, painted sunrises by ArdenSkyeHolmes221 for HekateInHell

   Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types  

   • Explicit
   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • M/M
   • Work in Progress

   22 Feb 2026

   Tags

   • Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings
   • Obi-Wan Kenobi/Anakin Skywalker
   • Obi-Wan Kenobi
   • Anakin Skywalker
   • Pre-Relationship
   • Getting Together
   • Idiots in Love
   • Explicit Sexual Content
   • Service Top Obi-Wan Kenobi
   • Dom/sub Undertones
   • Protective Obi-Wan Kenobi
   • Tired Anakin Skywalker
   • First Time Blow Jobs
   • Sensual and fluffy
   • this thing is so sensual and soft you guys
   • Canon-Typical Violence
   • blink and you miss it suicidal ideation
   • blink and you miss it virginity kink
   • Anakin Skywalker Needs a Hug
   • Anakin Skywalker Has a Praise Kink
   • Force Dyad (Star Wars)
   • bickering as a love language
   • Sexual Tension
   • Bathing/Washing
   • Gentle Dom Obi-Wan Kenobi
   • Obi-Wan Kenobi's Freckles
   • Obi-Wan Kenobi Has a Big Dick
   • Miscommunication
   • Coming Untouched
   • Coming In Pants

   Summary

   “So your life means nothing in the face of a win for the Republic?”

   “What?”

   Obi-Wan tips his head up to stare at the ceiling panel, but does not lose the determination setting his jaw. “Why do you think your life does not mean anything?”

   Heart galloping at Obi-Wan’s question, Anakin grapples for his earlier irritation. “Isn’t this how the whole blasted thing is supposed to go?” he forces himself to scoff, eyes flickering every which direction in their shared tent but unable to hold his Master’s gaze.

   “No,” rasps Obi-Wan, “it’s not.” A look Anakin can only describe as devastation paints the Jedi Master’s striking visage into a pinched veneer. “How could you believe such a thing?”

   ***

   Or the one where Anakin's shit at taking care of himself and Obi-Wan plans to spoil Anakin rotten because of it.

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