salixbabylon: (obi beautiful)
salixbabylon ([personal profile] salixbabylon) wrote2006-02-04 10:01 am

help me write!

I'm having an urge to write fluffy/smutty Obi/Qui - but I'm bunny-less for the first time in my life! Help! Suggest fic ideas to me (no more than a sentence or a few words) and the first one that I can think of a fic for, I'll write.

And who knows, maybe later I'll write the others, too...

Hint- I was thinking of challenges like these from [livejournal.com profile] swslash's Fuh-Q-Fest - feel free to choose one of those or make up your own.

My limits are: Obi/Qui only, pre-TPM, no angst, yes humor.

Oh deadline of... Wednesday.

[identity profile] todd-loves-mc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:32 pm (UTC)(link)
ok how about a scene like that one from Zorro with the swords but with lightsabres, Obi gets stripped naked then sex ensues

[identity profile] todd-loves-mc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:34 pm (UTC)(link)
Or Obi being taught how to use the ligthsabre blindfolded with Qui behind him pressed against him teaching him how to use the force to guide his weapon

[identity profile] todd-loves-mc.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:36 pm (UTC)(link)
Do Jedi's have bondage nightclubs? Maybe young Obi goes to a club and meets his master and is surprised in more ways than one

[identity profile] nebulein.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 06:37 pm (UTC)(link)
restraint(s).
billiard.
"It's a jedi thing to do".
Don't touch.

Together or seperately or whichever way your muse wants. ;)

~NEbU~

[identity profile] astrojen.livejournal.com 2006-02-04 08:02 pm (UTC)(link)
Wish I could help Sal, but my muse has upped and left me since Christmas. I can't even inspire myself let alone anyone else. Think I'm suffering from slashers burnout. *sigh*

Jen ;->

[identity profile] heartofslash.livejournal.com 2006-02-05 12:09 am (UTC)(link)
"But Padawan, if you do that with a light saber, it will short out the power source."

"Not if you put it on stand-by mode and cover the end with a...uh...sheath."

Obi-Wan innocently bats his eyes.

Qui-Gon gets a raging erection.

Smut ensues.

(Don't mind me, I'm in desperate need of chocolate. Aaaaannnnndddd the oatmeal/chocolate chip muffins are due out of the oven in feve, four, three, two... bye.)