* 𝙼𝙰𝚂𝚃𝙴𝚁. @negot1ator-arc - Tumblr Blog

#negot1ator — independent, private writing blog for general obi wan kenobi of the star wars series. mastered by cat ( they/them, twenty-six, eastern standard ). resurrected january 2nd, 2023. sideblog to @yellowbrckrd. please read the guidelines on the main before interacting. exclusive with @regaldiplomat and @jedibetrayed

01. i've been writing obi wan for a very long time, long before my tumblr days. my interpretation of obi wan is largely based off of the clone wars: animated series (2008). this is where his main verse is set. obviously i still use ewan mcgregor as his primary face claim. my obi wan is also very headcanon based and particular to me. please respect this.

02. this blog is incredibly low activity. i'm in school and work full-time so roleplaying isn't exactly a priority. i'm also lazy, so don't expect stellar formatting or spectacular graphics/icons/so forth.

03. super selective with shipping but not entirely off the table. obi wan isn't terribly susceptible to attachments in his main verse given his dedication to the jedi code, but exceptions can and will obviously be made depending.

04. exclusive with ziggy's anakin and reed's padme. urls are tagged above for your convenience. this will not change.

05. no ooc drama, discourse, transphobia, homophobia, racism, sexism, or any -ism that targets or ostracizes others. any indications of this behavior will swiftly be met with a hard block.

other than that, my name is cat. i'm an nb, chaotic good leo from florida. i have a discord; feel free to request!

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❛ pardon the interruption, senators. . . ❜

hands perched behind an erect back, ever the diplomatic obi wan kenobi approaches at the haunches of either senator with his head bowed in reverie. ❛ ----but in light of the recent events brought forward by the senate, i'm afraid i must request senator amidala's attention at once . . . on behalf of the order, to be sure. ❜ he gently claps a reassuring hand upon senator organa's shoulder. ❛ rest-assured, senator organa, you have my word only to borrow. far be it from me to intercede a meeting of honorable minds. ❜

in a brief exchange of amiable nods with the venerable bail organa, obi wan extends his arm toward padmé. it's all he can do from keeping his heart from clamoring through his armor toward the palm of her hand when their gazes cross. then, softly, ❛ my lady? ❜

@regaldiplomat buckle up babyyyyyyy

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regaldiplomat.

locked in conversation, sweet smile upon her face as she speaks with senator organa, she doesn’t notice the other man heading in their direction until he is already there. she hopes the way her eyes brighten upon hearing his voice is not so telling as she feels that it is. ❛ general kenobi — ❜ she says in delighted surprise — he is so full of himself, this one. amber eyes search his face and she knows that he has come to collect on the guise of some half baked excuse to get her alone. but she cannot help but love it. love him.

❛ bail, you’ll have to excuse me. i’ll return as soon as i’m able. ❜ awarding him another flash of a smile before turning back to obi wan. ❛ shall we? ❜ she takes her spot next to him, walking along the corridor, turning to him the moment they have rounded the corner, out of ear shot of the other senator.

❛ and to what do i owe the pleasure, general kenobi? ❜ she shoots him a quick look, a dangerous smirk plastered across her lips.

the cobalt marbles of his eyes feel as though they're melting under the warmth of her radiant gaze. his lashes flutter like a padawan in love. he can't help it. he is coddled by the sight of her like a serpent to the flute, seduced by the playful jaunt of her smirk, bewitched by the ethereal glow that surrounds her. his eyelids crescent as he holds her gaze for much longer than intended; but a ripple in the force urges him to look ahead, a stern warning of wandering eyes, probing gazes . . . this was no place for an impromptu, no doubt mountingly intimate conversation between a senator and a general. for now, kenobi molts his loverboy skin to step back into his militant bravado, gently towing the delicately beautiful senator along. his eyes remain forward so as not lose sight of his current cause.

❛ coincidentally, it is the invaluable pleasure of your company that i seek, . . . senator. . . ❜ the platonic moniker of 'senator' is spoken with an audible air of regality if only to maintain their façade. so far, from what he can tell anyway, their clandestine affairs remained opaque to those around them. he nods with the nobility of a king at his cavalry. then, in passing a clot of particularly critical senators, he turns his head so that his words may more efficiently reach earshot, and her earshot only. ❛ though i'm sure i might actually be able to deliberate yet if your heart were truly set. it would certainly pain me to bore you . . . ❜ a cheeky confirmation of her initial suspicions . . . but the dangerous smirk he plies her with is fleeting as he scopes warily through his peripheral vision. ❛ perhaps your office would be a more suitable location for these . . . discussions? ❜

#regaldiplomat

❛ pardon the interruption, senators. . . ❜

hands perched behind an erect back, ever the diplomatic obi wan kenobi approaches at the haunches of either senator with his head bowed in reverie. ❛ ----but in light of the recent events brought forward by the senate, i'm afraid i must request senator amidala's attention at once . . . on behalf of the order, to be sure. ❜ he gently claps a reassuring hand upon senator organa's shoulder. ❛ rest-assured, senator organa, you have my word only to borrow. far be it from me to intercede a meeting of honorable minds. ❜

in a brief exchange of amiable nods with the venerable bail organa, obi wan extends his arm toward padmé. it's all he can do from keeping his heart from clamoring through his armor toward the palm of her hand when their gazes cross. then, softly, ❛ my lady? ❜

@regaldiplomat buckle up babyyyyyyy

#regaldiplomat #verse tag tbd.#clone wars tag tbd.#ill fix tags later w/e #we both know in our hearts bail organa would probs clap back with some sassy line of his own bc hes a King but

shierak-inavva

ending the old and beginning the new year with obidala LOL staying on-brand at least u wu

here’s a quick GOT/ASOIAF au scribble before work today ; w;

#hi i’m YELLING and throwing up #OBIDALA.#JEDI STUDY.#MIRROR.#AMIDALA.

mr-gallows

Can I offer you a sleeping Kenobi in this trying time?

#yes u can #im crying look at He #JEDI STUDY.#MIRROR.

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how could she not at all consider this on his behalf, as he is so close to her, their faces mere inches apart? as he tells her that he loves her? she finds herself breathless, her head foggy with desire, though she isn't sure she would consider things any differently if he weren't looking at her as if she were everything in the entire galaxy that he wanted.

to go with him is to abdicate her senate seat. to leave her position, to find herself somewhere else, to be set down a different path. and perhaps that wouldn't be a bad thing. she could not give up her mission entirely, but perhaps this could lead to better ways she could help. better ways to over throw the corruption taking hold of their government.

❛ obi wan --- if what you're saying is true, diplomacy may soon see its end. if it does, i'm not sure my senate seat will be as impactful as we may hope. ❜ she looks downward momentarily, steeling herself for what comes next. ❛ perhaps i would be more useful --- for everyone --- if i were to go with you. ❜ amber hues find his, unable to help the way she shifts ever so slightly closer to him. the way she's pulled toward him. ❛ i love you --- more than you could possibly know. i can't imagine my life without you. if you would ask me to choose, i could only choose you. ❜

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perhaps he should feel guilty for feeling so buoyant even in light of such a grim outlook. he can't help it: this is the last good thing that remained. her words fill him with such bliss, such rapture that he must act. it becomes too great to resist any longer . . . hardly restrains himself from propelling forward to catch her lips in his own. it’s a deep kiss that ensues, has him pressing his free hand into the small of her back to draw her closer. his arms encircle her, cradling her like the delicate porcelain she is . . . and then, after a beat, he slowly retracts, eyes assessing her expression to gauge her reaction.

❛ yes, well. i suppose the only thing left to do is ask. ❜ he observes sheepishly, vestiges of a humored smile lingering before vanishing altogether. his gaze plummets hell bound as he captures each of her hands in his own. despite her syrupy assurance, there is still a wave of remorse that washes over him as he prepares . . . a beat to savor the moment before a dream is made a reality. fear and faith do not belong in the same sentence; obi wan is a man of remarkable faith, an infectious optimist at his best; these sacrifices will be worth while. he meets her warm gaze, brows bending with the weight of his impending query, ❛ will you go with me, my love? ❜

#regaldiplomat #au verse tag tbd.#YELLING #just kicked a wall out of pure joy and my toe huts #hurts*

#mountain / desert man obi wan looking for qui gonn's guidance #i have so many feelings #THE FORCE.#Spotify

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❛ you're leaving. ❜ she says. a simple statement. it does not hold much weight. rather it is a moment for her mind to process the plan he has just laid down in front of her. leaving the jedi order, finding qui gonn, finding other ways to help their peoples than the ones currently available to them.

perhaps it is the humanitarian in her, the one thing driving her life, her career --- ( aside from the man currently stood in front of her, his brilliant blue eyes unmoving from her features, causing heart rate to spike, causing weakness to unfold ) that understands his plight. the desire to do more. to actually make a difference, rather than lying wake in the dangers of a system that becomes more corrupt with each passing day. she sees it too. and at times, she doubts her ability to reside in it any longer. she does not doubt that she would become a target for speaking her mind so freely as she does.

a hand raises, the soft pads of her fingers, her palm, soon resting tenderly against the man's cheek. head tilting slightly, she looks up at him. ❛ and what if i want you to? ❜ her voice so soft --- gentle in the warm wind surrounding them. ❛ what if i want you to ask me to leave my life behind? ❜

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delicate fingers impressing upon the burning flesh of his cheek is enough to encourage him to look at her. he peels her hand from his face, capturing it in his own two hands as if it were made of porcelain. and his gaze meanders over the tender sight with a musing smile . . . they could steal away into the night right now like a couple of adolescents . . . like he'd done when he was a padawan; fueled by the same familiar giddiness that currently has him by the bridle, makes him feel invincible. but they must do this right. and moreover, she must be set in her decision. any hesitation would be right to pop this balloon, and he would not push . . . all of her earlier points still stood tall, even in reversed roles. he could not take something from her if she wasn't entirely certain she was willing to live without it.

his hand meets the bare crook of her neck and clavicle, crown bending to meet her face to face, nearly closing the gap between them two. ❛ padmé . . . please. i urge you to consider this carefully, and not only on my behalf. ❜ his tone is urgent, but his eyes are honeyed. . . raptured by the sight of her in such close proximity. his hand trails from her neckline to meet hers at her side, thumb idly grazing the knuckles of her lithe fingers. his forehead meets hers. ❛ i love you, . . . with all the force i am verily capable and even more, but please . . . do not let me derail you from your dedication. i couldn't bear the thought of what might breed if you do. ❜ resentment was as dark a side as any. and she is the mother of the rebellion, after all. an important asset to the senate. an important voice to be heard with even more important things to be said. if anyone could intercept the chancellor, it was her. ❛ i will understand entirely if you do not wish to come. . . but if it were so, . . . then i should think you'll have made me the happiest being in all the galaxy. ❜

#regaldiplomat #World's Happiest Being right here #cue careless whisper #dude is smooth as hell............................#au verse tag tbd.

coffebits

🤲 *gently hands you uncle Obi* 🤲

#IM YELLING #AT THE TOP OF MY LUNGS #JEDI STUDY.#MIRROR.#CONCEPT.

jedibetrayed

continued ⇀ @h1ghground

the gnashing of teeth, canines bared in the dim lit filtering in through abysmally small windows ( he remembers staring at them as a child, so used to the bright suns of tatooine shining through openings in their little hut, convincing himself that this was a prison. a punishment. ) nails dig crescent moons into palm until he's unsure whether his hands had ever been clean. stained red with the force of his wrath. bright eyes dart to and fro, never quite settling on the astonishingly calming force that was his jedi master. afraid to meet his gaze, to see the disappoint that would surely ( it must! he must be a disappointment! ) lingering in those icy depths. hands move, smearing crimson across pale cheeks as they extend in some attempt to halt obi-wan's approach.

do not touch me! i am broken, i am wrong! such vicious thoughts to storm through such troubled mind, eyes bright with unshed tears. " do you think i have not tried ? " his voice rings in the aftermath of his thoughtless destruction, echoing in the empty chamber that housed their bodies each night. anakin aches to collapse into his master's arms, to cry like he had as a young boy of the unfairness of their world. to cry until he finally felt emptied of all thought or feeling.

" i'm little more than a weapon to them, obi-wan. a thing to be set upon the unsuspecting. " the words hiss from betwixt his teeth, a sniffle of his nose ruining the image of unchecked rage as it rapidly cools to something quite like shame. " i just want to rest. " to lay his head upon uncomfortable pillows and fall into a dreamless sleep. none plagued by prophetic dreams and memories of great violence. he'd hurt so many people.

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the way in which the padawan furls, prickles with palpable fury. . . kenobi knows there is no malice in the young boy's heart, not innately; but such fury was a pipeline to the dark side . . . it did not matter if malice was conscious or not by that point, it would prevail if it weren't contained. and there is simply no telling what might happen if malice prevailed. not with the power anakin already wielded. ❛ yes, well . . . do or don't, my boy, but there is no 'try'. that would be far too easy. . . ❜ he imparts, pensively picking at the edge of his moustache. a great jedi had once told him this perhaps oversimplified notion when he himself had teetered on the edge of leaving the order entirely. when he had struggled to keep his own bravado and wits about him, had struggled to maintain his diplomatic poise that came as easy to him now as existing . . . caught in the throes of immaturity. nothing that couldn’t be adjusted, sculpted in time. time and careful discipline could still hammer out the steeled edges of his padawan yet.

❛ you are the chosen one, anakin . . . it is a great honor, but a terribly lonely one. . . i do understand your sentiment. ❜ it was true. they had treated him his whole life in terms of what they expected of him . . . destined to restore balance to the force by destroying the siths. verily forgetting that he’s nothing more than child himself at heart, adapting to the unfamiliar woes of the jedi order. for this, obi-wan finds his contrition is endless, but seldom does he overtly express such things; better to not fuel an already flickering fire. ❛ but you are far more than just a weapon to me. you are my brother. . . if not a tremendous pain in my backside. ❜ he jests, a knowing smirk railroading an otherwise placid expression. and to punctuate his observation, he rises to his feet, proffering his hand toward him. an olive branch.

#jedibetrayed #love them so bad zigs fr #brothers who want to KISS a little bit bye #MAIN VERSE.#JEDIBETRAYED.

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she had known where this was going, and yet the reveal is still earth shattering. has her stomach dropping in lieu of the way her heart should be soaring. and perhaps both do happen within her. pulling her in different directions. she's not so vain to assume that he is talking of her in his admission. she knows. she knows because she too would give up the world for him. but that does not mean she would ever wish for him to. that she would ever dream that he would leave his life's work for --- for her. and yet that utterance of her name seems to draw her weak at the knees.

❛ you can't be serious. ❜ she says, her voice soft, eyebrows deeply furrowed as her eyes search his face. ❛ you --- you're giving up everything you've ever worked towards for --- ❜ me? ❛ --- an unintentional attachment? ❜ she is not offended by his choice of words. no, she knows the attachment was unintentional on both sides. she, a senator, former queen of naboo, had no business becoming attached to a jedi knight herself.

❛ what if this isn't the right choice? what if you come to regret leaving the order? ❜ she turns away from him then, her gaze finding the marbled pathway beneath their feet. ❛ please --- don't let me be held responsible for whatever remorse this decision may cause you to feel. please. ❜

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he closes his eyes, huffs a sobering breath as she averts her gaze from him. his own plummets to the ground, pupils frosting at his foolhardiness. this had been foolish, hadn’t it? leaving the jedi order . . . his entire life behind, his life’s work in the dust of his speeder. could he be so bold? foolishly, he had thought that perhaps there was a way to help his brethren from the outside. it was risky . . . but it had become more and more plausible as the days went on. they were picking them off, one by one . . . he had a duty to preserve the very blood of a last standing jedi, to perpetuate the line. he had to find qui gonn.

he gently clasps her shoulders in his hands, tenderly encouraging her to look at him. ❛ darling, please listen to me . . . put that all from your mind. you are not responsible for anything more than being just the way you are, that is all. ❜ it is delivered with a severity that is without malice. he searches for her gaze. ❛ i tell you this because i am leaving. i’m afraid i have no other choice, ❜ then, with a reluctant pause, a resolute bow of his head, he urges in a whisper, ❛ i must find qui gonn. . . through the force. he will know what to do. he was the one who had prophesied this. ❜ the mirages of his former master had yet to prevail, but there were ways—- good ways to reunite. through the force. through prolonged solitude. ❛ it may be all that i can do now . . . ❜

his eyes remain transfixed upon hers, only trailing away to admire the contours of her countenance. he blinks slowly as though bewitched by her spell. ❛ i could never ask you to leave your life behind. i don't intend to. but i am selfish enough to admit that i sincerely hope it crosses your mind. ❜ after all, she wasn't the one who was being hunted. he is. but he still believes he could and would protect her, by any means necessary.

#regaldiplomat #im throwing things #tearing up floorboards #au verse tag tbd.#i love them so much LET THEM BE HAPPY

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cue a more genuine smile sneaking its way upon her features, tugging at her lips as her gaze shifts downward, head shaking gently, the softest sigh of laughter spilling from her rosy lips. ❛ you know as well as i do they never will. ❜ amber eyes flicker upward, smile still in tact as she finds his gaze meets hers.

she must consciously level her breathing as the other's hand extends along her elbow, must keep her composure. and yet she moves closer to him, all the same, almost as if she cannot help it. as if there is a magnet pulling her toward him, little by little. ❛ you're being called on a different journey? ❜ she asks, an eyebrow quirking gently as she gazes up at the man in front of her. her voice feels caught in her throat. she isn't stupid after all. she's no fool. she is attentive, she can see where this is going and if she must admit it, she's not entirely sure how to feel. ❛ and what --- what oddly endearing journey might that be? ❜ her cheeks are pallor in complexion. eyes searching his. ❛ i can hardly imagine what might tempt you away from the jedi order. ❜

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how to tell her—-? he searches the amber hue of her eyes as if it may yield a viable answer, but to no avail. how to possibly tell her? come face to face with the realization of many, many years. they were children then. they are not children any longer. his feelings for her had always been as limitless as the galaxy itself, and they hadn't tempered with time . . . had only been stored in his memory banks for use. of all the good times he had used to conjure the force, the ones with her were by far were the most potent. it was exactly the problem. his attachment to her had grown far too deep.

❛ i assure you that the reasons are nothing if not selfish, my dear. ❜ his conclusion is delivered gravely, casting an ominous shadow over his eyes. he was a jedi—- it's in his blood. to unpin his badge of honor, lay down his saber in pursuit of attachment, a family even—- dishonorable to even consider. but in light of the war that he is waging . . . jedi's were being branded, all but donning targets on their foreheads. there were orders to report to coruscant, all jedi's, to stay put. he had a choice to make. it was now or never to start anew, start a family like he had once dreamed, hone his craft in solitude. ❛ padmé . . . ❜ he can't help but utter her name in light of the bittersweet realization that it could work. can't help but mull it over when she's standing so close . . . she's intoxicating. his head bows forward instinctively as though drawn to her through the force.

❛ i am by no means proud of what i'm about to admit, ❜ he begins, gaze plummeting to the floor to regain composure. ❛ the jedi order forbids the forming of any attachments. and yet, . . . it seems i've unintentionally formed one. ❜ his sheathed admission elude him carefully, as though any word may set off a landmine . . .

#regaldiplomat #slowest burn of all time #HA HA SUCKA #au verse tag tbd.

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she can practically feel the tension radiating of him as they stroll along together. the unease clear in the air. she isn't sure what to expect from him, her own mouth remaining shut until the man beside her chooses to speak. to tell her whatever it is he's decided has wracked his nerves so completely. so when the words finally do spill from his lips, an admission she had in fact heard floating around, she isn't entirely surprised.

she looks over at him, eyebrows raised, curious as to why a much different energy is not about him at this time. ❛ i have heard. ❜ she says, forced smile finding its way upon her features. ❛ and you must know how happy i am for you. this is the greatest of honors, obi wan. ❜ she reaches out, her hand coming to rest upon his bicep, faux smile tugging at the corners of her lips. ❛ you should be proud of yourself, you know. ❜ eyebrows furrow, smile fading as curiosity takes over. ❛ which has me wondering why you're --- not. ❜

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the way he beams over the feeling of the tender touch of her hand on his bicep . . . the light that infuses his baby blued stare might give him away before he does. he thinks he would have achieved status of jedi general a thousand times over if it meant winning even her half-hearted affections, and quite sooner. but no matter . . . it does not take away from the irony of his next admission. . . an admission that feels quite futile now. her disconcertment is quite literally palpable through her touch. enough to dull the light in his eyes. ❛ i suppose it's true, then - your wonders will never cease, will they? ❜ he jests, providing a glimpse of the padawan he once was all those years ago--- quick to cut the tension. a useful tactic still in his negotiations.

perhaps out of instinct, or perhaps out of the pure need to return her touch, he reaches out to support her elbow. and though he softens, there is a hitch in his heart that is unmistakable . . . it clenches in his chest. ❛ thank you, padmé. ❜ though spoken with gentle sincerity, it is only a statement. . . and the growing notch in his heart has become unbearable. he retracts from her completely to continue further down the promenade. ❛ i’m afraid i have yet to formally accept . . . it seems i'm being called toward a very different journey. one i am no more uneasy about than i am . . . oddly endeared. ❜

#regaldiplomat #au verse tag tbd.#throwing up i cant believe ur making me write this....................... im obsessed

herowyn

Star Wars History ↳ Obi-Wan Kenobi

“Many of the truths we cling to depend greatly on our own point of view.”

#JEDI STUDY.#bye love him so bad #MIRROR.

#OBIDALA.#man first imagine dragz now coldplay…………#who is this account turning me into..#………….#THE FORCE.#help…… im having……. Coldplay Feelings

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the moon hangs in the sky above, casting its light upon the duo as they gallivant along the promenade. it gives way like a spotlight to what may already be detected without any spectacular use of force sensitivity—- a stir, an uneasiness that is not uncharacteristic of obi wan kenobi in his current, precarious circumstance. the news he bears is quite grave . . . a decision that has not fully been made, but will in due time; for he had been plagued by humanity, a mark that would forever taint his use of the force . . . and try as he may to conceal this remarkable truth, it is no use. there are some emotions that cannot simply be stowed away. they must be confronted head on. qui-gonn had been very specific when imparting these sort of protocols . . .

❛ by now, i’m sure you have heard i have been promoted . . . ❜ he approaches delicately, hands clasped behind his back. he will not look at @regaldiplomat. even so, this observation cannot be the reason for such anxiety to combat his usual tranquil disposition, she must know; he has come to be known as the great negotiator in his time as a jedi knight, but he is simply no match for the negotiation that was soon to come . . . steely logic could not dredge him from the pit of human enamorment that he has fallen into.

#regaldiplomat #au verse tag tbd.#KSNSKSNSJS???!!!!!#im dying already

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starting the year with Obiwan sketches!

#love him so bad #JEDI STUDY.#MIRROR.

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