#quiani

qui/obi/kin — NOT SAFE FOR PADAWANS!

oh god I haven't answered your comments I'm sooooorryyyyy

here is my apology, for WIP Wednesday; the opening of the third part. (@dreaminghour psst) (Spoilers for blank stares and empty chairs)

Dating Qui-Gon wasn’t that different from just being his… whatever, Anakin realized, after a month of waiting for the other shoe to drop. 

And then he had to grill himself on whether they were actually dating. Did this count? They definitely didn’t go out on actual dates. Sure, they went out to pick up food sometimes and brought it back to the house to eat and talk, but that was what they always did. Nothing really changed, other than—

Well. No. That didn’t change, either. Qui-Gon didn’t reach for him, didn’t kiss him, didn’t make any suggestion that they should. His behavior was the same as always, which in some ways said a lot about how long they’d been settling into this weirdly intimate domesticity, and in other ways said very little about what the hell was it that Qui-Gon wanted.

And Anakin had never been one for patience or subtlety. Oh, he tried, but he’d gotten sick and tired of that with the whole stupid pining thing he’d done for Obi-Wan for too long. 

So when another day passed where the only physical contact between them was Qui-Gon catching his elbow while bringing in the groceries to take one of the bags off his hands, Anakin’s exasperation—not his uncertainty, his exasperation—boiled over.

“Why haven’t we had sex?” 

“... I suppose there’s a few reasons why,” Qui-Gon answered after a beat, holding a reusable bag filled with zucchini, because they’d been on sale and Anakin knew how much Qui-Gon loved zucchini bread. “I’m in no hurry, for one. And I had the feeling that you weren’t, either?” 

Very lovely QuiAni illustration for @dreaminghour <3

So I had this thought. What if Anakin slipped up and called Qui-Gon, Master? In my head I could see Qui-Gon being like “…what did you call me?” And Anakin blushes and is all “I’m so sorry, sir.” And Qui-Gon says “say it again”. Qui-Gon is all feral now over Anakin😂😂

I’ve had this thought for weeks now and finally had the courage to put it in your asks😅

Oooooh!! I could definitely see Qui-Gon finally being the one to lose it over this!

Anakin not even thinking about it when he says it until Qui-Gon is basically manhandling him, not showing any amount of his usual patience.

Rating: Explicit Relationships: Qui-Gon Jinn/Anakin Skywalker Additional Tags: Plot What Plot/Porn Without Plot, Dubious Consent, Age Difference, Qui-Gon Jinn Lives, Obi-Wan Kenobi is Anakin's Master, Bottom Anakin Skywalker, Anakin Skywalker Has a Vagina, Top Qui-Gon Jinn, Unhealthy Relationships, Jedi Master Qui-Gon Jinn, Padawan Anakin Skywalker

Summary: It was getting harder to convince Obi-Wan to let Anakin go on these extended ‘retreats’ that Qui-Gon so often liked to suggest. It was taking longer to sway him, took more needling from Anakin, and, frequently, more compromise than Qui-Gon was hoping for. He could tell by the tensing of his jaw and the furrow of his brow that his old apprentice was itching to say no, even now. -- Even if Anakin would never be Qui-Gon’s Padawan, Qui-Gon knew that Anakin would always think of him as Master.

story context: Anakin a college student who develops a little bit of a crush on the tattooed self-defense instructor he meets at a workshop — so he signs up for his karate class and declares his interest by giving Qui-Gon a link to his OnlyFans. Cue the angst and fluff.

author's backstory: so I've been working on a modern AU for these two for a couple months now, I wasn't satisfied with the one-shot I had written... and maybe a week or so ago I figured out out it needs a chapter two and started writing it 🤣 Keeper can tell you that this has been plaguing me for a while so I'm glad about this development.

oh and here's an excuse I have to share this edit I made ages ago 🥰

600~ words of texting (possible flirting) after Anakin is dropped off as rain interrupts their 'friend date' getting coffee. scene break after the jump.

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As soon as he was through his front door, Anakin pulled off the damp sweater he was wearing and took his phone from his pants before those came off as well. He hung both sweater and jeans on the towel warmer in the bathroom and quickly sent off a text.

Let me know when you get home :)

It was another twenty minutes, while he was deep in focus editing photos from the night before, when his phone chimed with the reply.

Safe and sound! Just need to dry off before Bishop will let me near him.

Bishop? Anakin texted back.

My cat, was Qui-Gon's reply.

You have a cat??? Anakin shot back, but his phone remained stubbornly quiet. After a moment he went back to editing.

It wasn't until he was done queuing up his posts for the week that he finally got his answer: a photo from Qui-Gon showing a little Siamese cat curled up in his lap, fast asleep. He melted a little, not only because of how small the cat looked in Qui-Gon's lap, but just thinking about the entire scenario. Did Qui-Gon take the picture just for him? Was the photo from another day? He put the phone aside until his heart stopped hammering, tried to focus on pulling up his schoolwork instead.

He lasted five minutes before he finally sent: So pretty! Does he like meeting new people?

I think he'd like meeting you :), Qui-Gon replied.

Anakin nearly combusted.