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I'm archiving Leia. Will follow back from @univaersum
alderhope:
“As far as I know, nothing.” Leia said honestly, though his reaction didn’t surprise her, he was often in trouble.
“I have something I want to tell you, and I rather not do it in front of people. So will you please follow me?”
“Uh…That’s right.” He agreed with her, though he was surprised that for once he wasn’t in trouble. So then what was this about?
He moved up to her. “Lead the way, I guess.”
Leading Han into an empty room. Leia turned back to her husband, how did she do this?
“I’m sorry I’m nervous,” Leia said fidgeting, which was highly unlike her, Leia was rarely ever nervous. Well, she supposed there was no way to do this but to announce her news.
“Han, I’m pregnant.”
@alderhope asked: "Han, there’s something I need to speak to you about… in private.“
“What did I do now, Your Highness?’
“As far as I know, nothing.” Leia said honestly, though his reaction didn’t surprise her, he was often in trouble.
“I have something I want to tell you, and I rather not do it in front of people. So will you please follow me?”
"I love you."
@imperiumx continued from here: (x)
Leia giggled, clutching her toy close, the little girl reached out for her father. She was loathe to part with her toy, she had found it in Mama and Dada’s room on the table where Mama sat every morning before she went wherever it was she went everyday.
“Mine!” Leia chirruped showing her father the lipstick she had found.
Anakin made a face when she showed him that she had one of Padme’s lipsticks. He knew Padme would likely not be too happy if she found out Leia had managed to get to her things, but really, what could he do?
“How about we make a deal?” Anakin suggested, “We find a better toy and you’ll give me that one?”
Leia considered her father’s deal, for a moment, turning her toy over and over in her tiny hands as she did so. She liked this toy, Leia was a very smart little girl, and while she hadn’t figured out how to open it just yet, she had watched her mother use this toy nearly every morning.
“No!” The little girl said clutching the little metal tube tighter.
“Mine!”
@forcechoosen liked for a dark Leia starter
“Daddy.” Her heart was pounding as Han was lead towards his doom. Yes Han was a rebel, a traitor as well but something in Leia screamed that he didn’t deserve to die.
She stepped forward to appeal to her father, but the two stormtroopers that flanked her, grabbed her and held her back.
“Let me go! Daddy, Daddy please, stop!”
@alderhope asked: “Daddy, you’re embarrassing me!” (For Anakin)
Anakin raised his hands in sign that he gave up and would no longer try to help Leia with her dresses. Maybe he really overdid it a little. But he really wanted his princess to look perfect at her first ball.
“I’m sorry, I’m sorry, I won’t do that anymore! Probably I should call Ahsoka or Padmé so as not to embarrass you, I guessed it? Of course! Sorry again. You look wonderful! That’s all I wanted to say. Disappearing!”
Anakin left the room. When did his little girl grow up so much?
Leia gave her hair a pat, smoothing down imaginary flyaways. It seemed more and more these days, that her father made such a fuss over her. It was positively mortifying!
“Good. Please tell Mama I need her help.” Leia said as the door shut behind her father.
Like for a Dark Leia starter!
"You're my birth mother?" (Padmé please?)
“Y-yes,” Padmé answered hesitantly. “Yes. My name is Padmé Amidala. I helped found the Alliance to Restore the Republic.” Of all the emotions she thought would course through her at finally meeting her daughter some 20 years after the Empire’s rise, self-consciousness was far from her list. It hadn’t even made her list. “Hello.”
Leia didn't know what she felt, on one hand she had been raised by loving parents, Leia had never wanted for anything, least of all love.
On the other hand just looking at this woman, this Padmé Amidala, whom she had heard so much about from her father. Leia felt a deep connection with her.
"Leia Organa, my father told me stories about you, before he- before the Empire destroyed my planet."
"Mama, I had a nightmare." Leia said as she stood beside her mother's side of the bed, hugging her baby blanket close. (For Padmé please)
Padme woke as soon as she felt Leia’s fear in her own bedroom. She knew her daughter would soon seek her out so she waited patiently. The twins were such bright beacons in the Force, that even when Padme was pregnant with them, she could feel their little life forces inside her. Now she seemed to have an unwavering connection to them. “What did you dream about my daring?” She asked, pulling Leia into bed next to her.
Cuddling into her mother’s embrace, Leia took comfort in the fact that her mother would protect her from the darkness and the night terrors that plagued her.
“There was a scary man, he wanted to take Luke and Daddy away. And I couldn’t find you to stop him.” Leia murmured as she hugged her mother close and drank in her comforting warmth.
@imperiumx continued from here: (x)
Leia giggled, clutching her toy close, the little girl reached out for her father. She was loathe to part with her toy, she had found it in Mama and Dada’s room on the table where Mama sat every morning before she went wherever it was she went everyday.
“Mine!” Leia chirruped showing her father the lipstick she had found.
Send in a ❣ for a random kiss.
a shy kiss.
a forehead kiss.
a cheek kiss.
a nuzzle kiss.
a neck kiss.
a hand kiss.
a hug + kiss combo.
a dying kiss.
a bleeding / bloody kiss.
an assertive kiss.
a nonchalant / uninterested kiss.
a kiss to your muse’s shoes.
a blown kiss.
a sad / crying kiss.
a quick kiss.
a happy kiss.
a teasing / sensual kiss.
a platonic kiss.
a clumsy kiss
a kiss of your choosing! ( requested by the sender! )
word prompts compilation
complies THIS MEME // THIS MEME // THIS MEME
ADD ++ FOR REVERSE
[ attention ] for your muse to touch mine as a way of getting their attention
[ wake ] for your muse to wake mine
[ cover ] for your muse to cover mine with a blanket or a jacket
[ lift ] for your muse to give mine a hand stepping up or over something etc.
[ kiss ] for your muse to come up to mine and kiss them without warning
[ run ] for your muse to run their fingers through mine’s hair
[ braid ] for your muse to braid mine’s hair
[ embrace ] for your muse to hold mine
[ smile ] for your muse to smile at mine from across the room
[ wave ] for your muse to gesture to mine to come closer
[ panic ] for your muse to grab mine’s arm or get behind them in a moment of danger
[ touch ] for your muse to rest their forehead against mine’s
[ weep ] for your muse to catch mine crying
[ eat ] for your muse to offer mine food
[ hit ] for your muse to attack mine
[ love ] for your muse to touch mine as a show of affection or reassurance
[ nap ] for your muse to fall asleep against mine
[ rest ] for your muse to rest their head in mine’s lap
[ look ] for your muse to catch mine staring
[ seduce ] for your muse to touch mine sexually
[ help ] for your muse to lean on mine for support
[ give ] for your muse to offer mine their arm
[ entwine ] for your muse to hold mine’s hand
[ laugh ] for your muse to laugh at something mine did
[ dance ] for your muse to dance with mine
[ sit ] for your muse to pull mine into their lap
[ yell ] for your muse to calm mine down
[ cry ] for your muse to wipe mine’s tears away
[ dream ] for my muse to share dream with yours
[ nightmare ] for your muse to wake mine from a nightmare
[ surprise ] for your muse to show up at mine’s house without explanation
[ fix ] for your muse to treat mine’s injury
[ sacrifice ] for your muse to get hurt protecting mine
[ guard ] for your muse to step between my muse and danger
[ taste ] for your muse to cook for mine
[ sing ] for your muse to sing to mine
[ goodbye ] for my muse kissing and/or hugging your muse goodbye
[ secrets ] my muse sharing/confiding a secret
[ bloody ] for your muse coming to my muse with blood stains
[ drunk ] your muse takes care of my very drunk muse
[ bed ] my muse wakes up in the same bed as your muse with little recollection of the night before
[ scream ] my muse hears your muse scream and runs to them
[ trail ] my muse watches as your muse traces one of my muses scars, asking them about it
[ piggyback ] my muse gives yours a piggyback ride
[ jump ] my muse holding yours up by their thighs
[ carry ] my muse carries your muse to their house
[ lighter ] my muse pulls out a lighter and lights it for your muse to use to light their cigarette
[ shot ] my muse gets shot and struggles to your muses for aid
[ wound ] my muse patches and bandages a wound your muse has gotten
[ fight ] my muse stops your muse from getting into a physical fight with someone else
[ arrest ] your muse finds my muse arrested in cuffs
[ hospital ] my muse awakens in a hospital, finding your muse by their side, asking what happened
[ betrayal ] my muse finds out that your muse has betrayed them and confronts them about it
[ nude ] my muse walks in on your muse accidentally seeing them naked
[ karaoke ] for our muses to sing together
[ wet ] your muse strips down to their under garments and runs into the water, motioning for my muse to join them
[ crawl ] for your muse to crawl into bed with mine .
[ flower ] for your muse to offer my muse their favourite flower
[ gift ] for my muse to surprise your muse with a gift
[ homemade gift ] for my muse to make your muse a gift
[ bestow ] for your muse to give my muse a gift, bought or handmade ( bonus if you add what it is )
[ serenade ] for my muse to sing to your muse
[ caress ] for your muse to gently run their hand down my muse’s face
[ caught ] for your muse to catch my muse wearing their shirt .
[ love letter ] for your muse to give my muse a love letter they wrote for them
[ boop ] for your muse to boop my muse on the nose
[ date ] for my muse to ask your muse to go on a date
[ confess ] for my muse to confess their feelings to your muse
[ sleepy ] for my muse to slowly fall alseep on your muse
Send ☺ for a happy starter! @vaderiisms
“Daddy, Daddy!” Leia cried running to her father with arms outstretched to be picked up.
Her father had been gone for weeks so Leia was so happy to see him.
“Daddy, come play with me and Luke!”
Anakin had just walked in the door, ready to just relax after another long mission but that all changed when he saw Leia running towards him. He smiled brightly and swooped her up in his arms, hugging her before looking at her again. “Alright. What are we playing today?” he said as he walked off with her to find Luke. He could always relax later.
"We're hiding from the nanny droid!" Leia informed her father with a mischievous smile.
It was no secret how much Leia despised the nanny droid, she much preferred the company of her mother and father to that of the minder droid.
"Nanny already found me, but Luke's still hiding."
"Daddy, I had a nightmare." Leia whispered clutching her baby blanket.
Anakin looked at her with so much concern as he brought her into his arms, “It’s alright, Princess, I got you.” he assured her softly as he rocked her carefully in his arms. If anyone knew about nightmares, it was him. He didn’t have anyone to help him deal with his but he was going to make sure Leia never felt like he did. She would never have to go through it alone. “Do you want to tell me about it? Sometimes it helps to talk about it.”
Leia cuddled into her father's embrace, letting him rock her gently.
Still clutching her baby blanket for comfort, when her father asked if she wanted to talk about her bad dream, the little girl nodded.
"There was a man, and he wanted to take you and Luke away, and I couldn't find Mama anywhere to make him stop." Leia whispered, glancing over at her mother's sleeping form.
"Can I sleep in here tonight, Daddy?"
Send 'My baby, my baby.' For a starter where my muse has given birth.