PADBAE

Indie Padme Amidala blog. Mun & Muse 18+. AU/OC friendly. NSFW will be tagged. Only Semi-Selective.

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝑷𝑰𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 / 𝒀𝑬𝑨𝑹𝑵𝑰𝑵𝑮 𝑺𝑬𝑵𝑻𝑬𝑵𝑪𝑬 𝑺𝑻𝑨𝑹𝑻𝑬𝑹𝑺.

❛  i can't stop thinking about you even when i try.  ❜ ❛  every time i see you, it's like my heart skips a beat.  ❜ ❛  i never realized how much i needed you until you weren't there.  ❜ ❛  do you ever feel like there's something missing ... like a piece of your heart is somewhere else?  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the courage to tell you how i feel.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how much you truly mean to me.  ❜ ❛  do you ever wonder what it would be like if things were different between us?  ❜ ❛  sometimes i wonder if you ever think about me the way i think about you.  ❜ ❛  i had a lot of dreams about you recently.  ❜ ❛  somehow, you're always on my mind.  ❜ ❛  i think i've been in love with you since the day we met - scratch that, i know i've been in love with you since the day we met.  ❜ ❛  my biggest wish is to hold you close and never let you go.  ❜ ❛  all my life i've felt like a part of me was missing, but with you i've finally found it.  ❜ ❛  you deserve better than who i am right now, but i'm gonna keep trying to become someone you do deserve.  ❜ ❛  every time you smile at me, i get this flutter in my chest.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever be worthy of your love?  ❜ ❛  i want to be the person to make you happy. the one person you can always come to with whatever you need.  ❜ ❛  will we ever get another chance together?  ❜ ❛  you were the best thing that's ever happened to me.  ❜ ❛  my biggest regret is ever letting you go.  ❜ ❛  i'm still in love with you ... and i honestly never stopped.  ❜ ❛  when i wake up in the morning, you're the first person i want to see.  ❜ ❛  every time i wake up, i check if you wrote me another message.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could be as important to you as you are to me.  ❜ ❛  it hurts when you don't talk to me like you used to.  ❜ ❛  i miss everything about you, your touch, your laugh, your smile. i wish i could have that back.  ❜ ❛  i want to fall asleep wrapped in your arms.  ❜ ❛  hold me closer; i always feel safer when you're with me.  ❜ ❛  there's so much i wish i was able to tell you.  ❜ ❛  i know things aren't easy right now, but i want to remain a fixture in your life. after all, you're one in mine.  ❜ ❛  i miss the way you always made me smile.  ❜ ❛  you're the reason i keep holding on.  ❜ ❛  maybe we're supposed so to remain a case of 'right person, wrong time' forever.  ❜ ❛  if only you knew how i feel about you.  ❜ ❛  i'm yearning to hold your hand in mine.  ❜ ❛  i think you are the one for me, and i hope one day i'll be the one for you, too.  ❜ ❛  do you think i'll ever become more than a friend to you?  ❜ ❛  my heart belongs to you, always and forever.  ❜ ❛  my first instinct is to protect you, no matter the cost.  ❜ ❛  i've been thinking about us a lot lately.  ❜

[promptfairy]

𝐇𝐔𝐑𝐓 / 𝐂𝐎𝐌𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐓   ♡   𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄 𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒

    change any gendered language to your needs.  ♡

“   you  don’t  have  to  hide  your  tears  from  me .   ” “   you’re  doing  great ,   okay ??   i mean it .   ” “   you  are  so  strong .   ” “   please  don’t  ever  give  up .   ” “   i  will  always  believe  in  you .   ” “   why  do  you  always  think  you  have  to  do  everything  on  your  own ??   ” “   it’s  okay ,   i’m  here .   i’ll  always  be  here .   ” “   you’ve  always  been  strong  for  me .   let  me  return  the  favor .   ” “   just  listen  to  my  heartbeat ,   okay ??   ” “   come  on ,   take  a  deep  breath .   it’s  gonna  be  alright .   ” “   please ,   just  hold  me .   ” “   you  always  meant  the  world  to  me .   i’m  sorry  i  let  you  forget  that .   ” “   i  never  stopped  loving  you .   ” “   you’ll  feel  better  if  you  talk  about  it .   i’m  here  to  listen .   ” “   you’re  so  much  more  than  the  mistakes  you’ve  made .  ” “   i  forgive  you .   ” “   you  are  so  fucking  powerful .   ” “   i’m  not  leaving  you  here .   ” “   i  trust  you  more  than  anyone  else  in  this  universe .   ” “   it’s  okay  to  be  confused .   nobody  has  all  the  answers .   ” “   i’m  so ,   so  sorry .   you  didn’t  deserve  that .   ” “   healing  is  not  linear ,   but  it’s  always  moving  forward .   ” “   you  can  admit  that  you’re  hurting .   it’s  okay  to  not  be  okay .   ” “   hold  my  hand ??   ” “   you  are  my  home .   ” “   no  matter  what  anyone  else  says ,   you  are  so  important  to  me .   ” “   don’t  worry .   i’ll  protect  you .   ” “   shh ,   it  was  just  a  nightmare .   you’re  safe .   ” “   don’t  talk  about  yourself  like  that .   ” “   just  say  the  word .   you  know  i’d  do  anything  for  you .   ” “   you  are  loved .   ” “   i  just  need  a  hug .   ” “   i’ll  destroy  anything  that  so  much  as  thinks  of  harming  you .   ” “   don’t  ever  let  anyone  make  you  feel  ashamed  of  who  you  are .   ” “   you’re  not  alone .   you’re  stuck  with  me  forever .   sorry .   ” “   well ,   hello  sleeping  beauty .   you  fell  asleep  on  me .   ” “   if  you  don’t  take  your  butt  back  to  bed ,   i  will  carry  you  there  myself .   ” “   i’m  sorry  to  wake  you  up ,   but  i  really  need  someone  to  talk  to .   ” “   i  hate  seeing  you  like  this   …   please ,  let  me  help .   ” “   you  are   &   always  will  be  precious  to  me .   ” “   i  can’t  believe  that  asshole  said  that  to  you .   it’s  not  true ,   you  know .    ” “   you  want  me  to  punch  him  in  the  face  ??   ” “   you  deserve  every  good  thing  in  the  world .   ” “   you  know  i  always  have  your  back .   ” “   you  don’t  have  to  worry  about  anything ,   as  long  as  i’m  around .   ” “   stop  apologizing ,   okay ??   i’ve  already  told  you  i’ve  forgiven  you  a  hundred  times now .   ” “   don’t  beat  yourself  up  over  this .   be  kind  to  yourself ,   it’s  not  your  fault .   ”

[hopeful-padme]

For @anakinsstuff

“Evasive manuvers!”

The pilot’s voice rang out through the intercoms as Senator Amidala’s ship wove around the incoming fire from the unknown vessel.

“Trade Federation ship?!” Captain Panaka asked the glaring Senator from Naboo.

“What would they be doing out here on the border of the Outer Rim?” Padme replied as she watched the stars zoom by on the viewport screen. Suddenly the ship jolted, and she threw out her hands to steady herself.

“Shields are damaged! 35%!” the pilot yelled out.

“Senator, you ought to get to an escape pod! The least we could do is save you!” Captain Panaka reasoned.

Padme did not have the chance to respond before another blast rocked the ship and the pilot cried out that their shields were all but gone. Panaka’s eyes grew wide as he stared at Padme’s lovely face. They knew - both now beyond a doubt - that even if she were to rush to an escape pod, it would not get out in time.

They were going to die.

But...there was no other blast. No great explosion that claimed their lives. Instead...

“They’re hailing us,” the pilot explained, then his face blanched. “Th-They claim to be the Dual Sun Pirates!”

Dual Sun. Padme remembered hearing of their exploits. Although...the stories never did line up. Some Senators claimed they ravaged entire towns, others say they helped smuggle slaves out of Hutt space and into the safety of the Republic. But either way, it was impossible to say what they would do now.

“We’re being boarded!”

... Within minutes, the ship was bombarded with pirates. Creatures of all varying races tore through the ship, rounding up everyone, binding their hands, with the intent of bringing them before their captain. Padme struggled and was met with a sharp blow to her back as her hands were cuffed and she brought to her knees. 

As the stars faded from her vision, she saw a tall Weequay male step into view. She recalled him from Holonet news bulletins. Hondo Ohnaka. Guilty of smuggling, blocade running, and being an overall mercenary who (at least) did not have a taste for heedless violence.

“My friends!” Hondo announced with his arms wide, as though they were about to attend some genial gathering. “You have the fortune of hosting the Dual Suns Company! We assure you, our stay shall not be one of dread and misfortune. Merely to alleviate you of your Republic glut of riches. All for a good cause, make no mistake.”

“Then release us, pirate scum!” Panaka growled.

“Ah ah ah, not exactly in my purview, my friend. That is for our captain to decide. The Golden Paragon of the Dual Suns, and the best of all my friends, Anakin Skywalker!”

Hondo stepped aside to allow his captain to take center stage. 

[hopeful-padme]

When the Captain walked away, Padme closed her eyes and leaned back against the wall to drift off to sleep, fighting back tears that came more reaily now that she was alone.

But she would not stay alone for the rest of the day. A few hours later, footsteps woke Padme from her sleep and she watched as the first made - Hondo - stepped into the light.

“Good evening, my friend! I hope you’ve slept well!” he grinned.

Padme rubbed at the back of her aching neck. “Well enough for a prison cell.”

“That’s the spirit. But come, I think it is time to stretch your legs and get you something to eat,, eh?”

She stood up and rubbed at her eyes. “I thought it would be safer for me to stay in here? The crew doesn’t exactly act on their best behavior.”

“Bah! They’re not so bad, once you get to know them! But for now, let’s say you join me for a meal in my cabin?”

- - -

“Ah! Captain, there you are,” Hondo hurried over towards the young captain. Hooking an arm around Anakin’s neck, he yanked the Captain close and soke in a low voice. “Senator in my cabin.” After a moment he spoke a little louder for the sake of the rest of the crew who could be listening. “I’ve made my special Goujinn stew! This time with a little less red flakes. I promise you this time that your tongue won’t be scorched!”

[dynamics-of-an-asteroid]

[marisatomay]

galactic meme culture in star wars

bottoms up and the sith lord laughs

[marisatomay]

chancellor 👏palpatine 👏 did 👏 geonosis👏

[theforcevevo]

Dicks out for han solo

[hashtagloveloses]

the bubble opera but every time sheev mentions the dark side it gets faster

[marisatomay]

DONT👏 CALL 👏YOURSELF 👏A 👏REBEL 👏IF 👏YOU 👏HAVENT 👏PERSONALLY 👏BLOWN 👏UP 👏THE 👏DEATH 👏STAR👏

[modwyr]

order 66: executed

the jedi: dead

dicks: out

[hashtagloveloses]

THE JEDI ORDER IS FORCIBLY REMOVED FROM THE GALAXY

[hashtagloveloses]

“The Jedi Order has resorted to sending a council member to spy on me. Sad!” - @realSheevSPalpatine

[marisatomay]

[hashtagloveloses]

All Your Echo Base Are Belong To Us

[hashtagloveloses]

want to feel old? this is obi-wan kenobi now.

[hashtagloveloses]

[marisatomay]

Hello Naughty Younglings It’s Murder Time

[binarysunset-deactivated2019010]

if you can’t handle me at my in pieces exposed wires C-3PO, then you don’t deserve me at my shined and fresh out the oil bath C-3PO.

[gokissthewookie]

does Luke Skywalker is gay?

[jedimasteramell]

Me: so what do you think about the rebellion?

Date: Im actually a huge supporter of the Empire. Theyre pushing this galaxy in the right direction.

Me, shoving nutrient packs into my purse: sorry my uncle Fulcrum called I have to go-

[women-inthe-sequel]

midichlorians are the power house of the jedi

[marisatomay]

Jedi will travel across the galaxy to Jedha just to get kyber crystals for their lightsabers

They crave that mineral

[spookydaze]

get you a man who can do both

[thefingerfuckingfemalefury]

Luke: (Goes into a rage and cuts Darth Vader’s hand off)

Darth Vader: STOP IT SON

UR DOIN ME A FRIGHTEN

[hopeful-padme]

Han Solo: (when Vader surprises them at Bespin) I CAME OUT HERE TO HAVE A GOOD TIME AND IM HONESTLY FEELING SO ATTACKED RIGHT NOW

[make-a-meme]

relationship headcanons!

💕 + a character: Under which circumstance would your muse fall in love with them?

😘 + a character: How could they get your muse to like them more than they already do?

💔 + a character: What must they do to ruin their relationship?

⚡ + a character: How would they get your muse angry at them?

🍃 + a character: What would they have to do to get your muse to be more trusting towards them?

✨ + a character: What must happen for that character to get involved with mine?

[hopeful-padme]

For @anakinsstuff

“Evasive manuvers!”

The pilot’s voice rang out through the intercoms as Senator Amidala’s ship wove around the incoming fire from the unknown vessel.

“Trade Federation ship?!” Captain Panaka asked the glaring Senator from Naboo.

“What would they be doing out here on the border of the Outer Rim?” Padme replied as she watched the stars zoom by on the viewport screen. Suddenly the ship jolted, and she threw out her hands to steady herself.

“Shields are damaged! 35%!” the pilot yelled out.

“Senator, you ought to get to an escape pod! The least we could do is save you!” Captain Panaka reasoned.

Padme did not have the chance to respond before another blast rocked the ship and the pilot cried out that their shields were all but gone. Panaka’s eyes grew wide as he stared at Padme’s lovely face. They knew - both now beyond a doubt - that even if she were to rush to an escape pod, it would not get out in time.

They were going to die.

But...there was no other blast. No great explosion that claimed their lives. Instead...

“They’re hailing us,” the pilot explained, then his face blanched. “Th-They claim to be the Dual Sun Pirates!”

Dual Sun. Padme remembered hearing of their exploits. Although...the stories never did line up. Some Senators claimed they ravaged entire towns, others say they helped smuggle slaves out of Hutt space and into the safety of the Republic. But either way, it was impossible to say what they would do now.

“We’re being boarded!”

... Within minutes, the ship was bombarded with pirates. Creatures of all varying races tore through the ship, rounding up everyone, binding their hands, with the intent of bringing them before their captain. Padme struggled and was met with a sharp blow to her back as her hands were cuffed and she brought to her knees. 

As the stars faded from her vision, she saw a tall Weequay male step into view. She recalled him from Holonet news bulletins. Hondo Ohnaka. Guilty of smuggling, blocade running, and being an overall mercenary who (at least) did not have a taste for heedless violence.

“My friends!” Hondo announced with his arms wide, as though they were about to attend some genial gathering. “You have the fortune of hosting the Dual Suns Company! We assure you, our stay shall not be one of dread and misfortune. Merely to alleviate you of your Republic glut of riches. All for a good cause, make no mistake.”

“Then release us, pirate scum!” Panaka growled.

“Ah ah ah, not exactly in my purview, my friend. That is for our captain to decide. The Golden Paragon of the Dual Suns, and the best of all my friends, Anakin Skywalker!”

Hondo stepped aside to allow his captain to take center stage. 

[hopeful-padme]

Padme furrowed her brows together and narrowed her eyes at his insistence that he was not a monster. He rather talked about himself as a man of honor. Yet here she was in a cell. She resisted the urge to fold her arms like a petulant child. Pressing her lips together and tightening her jaw, Padme glanced down at the stone floor that separated them, before she looked up into his eyes once again. 

“If I’m going to understand about your motives, Captain, understand this about me. I only hurt those who hurt me. So unless you don’t trust your own crew, there is no need to protect them from me,” she replied, although she had to admit, she was a bit entertained by the thought of space pirates needing to be shielded from her.

Then again, she had held a gun on the leader of the Trade Federation. Perhaps there was some truth to her threat after all. She was no Jedi, but one did not need to be in order to have martial prowess.

“But I doubt we have any more things to talk about, Captain,” Padme sighed, tilting her head to the side slightly. “I bid you good day til our next meeting.”

At that, she turned the other way, deliberately keeping herself from looking at him. 

[hopeful-padme]

For @anakinsstuff

“Evasive manuvers!”

The pilot’s voice rang out through the intercoms as Senator Amidala’s ship wove around the incoming fire from the unknown vessel.

“Trade Federation ship?!” Captain Panaka asked the glaring Senator from Naboo.

“What would they be doing out here on the border of the Outer Rim?” Padme replied as she watched the stars zoom by on the viewport screen. Suddenly the ship jolted, and she threw out her hands to steady herself.

“Shields are damaged! 35%!” the pilot yelled out.

“Senator, you ought to get to an escape pod! The least we could do is save you!” Captain Panaka reasoned.

Padme did not have the chance to respond before another blast rocked the ship and the pilot cried out that their shields were all but gone. Panaka’s eyes grew wide as he stared at Padme’s lovely face. They knew - both now beyond a doubt - that even if she were to rush to an escape pod, it would not get out in time.

They were going to die.

But…there was no other blast. No great explosion that claimed their lives. Instead…

“They’re hailing us,” the pilot explained, then his face blanched. “Th-They claim to be the Dual Sun Pirates!”

Dual Sun. Padme remembered hearing of their exploits. Although…the stories never did line up. Some Senators claimed they ravaged entire towns, others say they helped smuggle slaves out of Hutt space and into the safety of the Republic. But either way, it was impossible to say what they would do now.

“We’re being boarded!”

… Within minutes, the ship was bombarded with pirates. Creatures of all varying races tore through the ship, rounding up everyone, binding their hands, with the intent of bringing them before their captain. Padme struggled and was met with a sharp blow to her back as her hands were cuffed and she brought to her knees. 

As the stars faded from her vision, she saw a tall Weequay male step into view. She recalled him from Holonet news bulletins. Hondo Ohnaka. Guilty of smuggling, blocade running, and being an overall mercenary who (at least) did not have a taste for heedless violence.

“My friends!” Hondo announced with his arms wide, as though they were about to attend some genial gathering. “You have the fortune of hosting the Dual Suns Company! We assure you, our stay shall not be one of dread and misfortune. Merely to alleviate you of your Republic glut of riches. All for a good cause, make no mistake.”

“Then release us, pirate scum!” Panaka growled.

“Ah ah ah, not exactly in my purview, my friend. That is for our captain to decide. The Golden Paragon of the Dual Suns, and the best of all my friends, Anakin Skywalker!”

Hondo stepped aside to allow his captain to take center stage. 

[hopeful-padme]

The moment Padme realized that the sun-haired captain still stood over her, she lowered her hands and watched him with narrowed dark eyes. Her mouth set in a hard line as she listened. She could not pretend that she was unmoved by his plight - the plight of all those who lived here in the outskirts of the Galaxy. They were so often left abandoned, to fend for themselves against crime syndicates like the Hutts or other pirates. But at the same time, how could she forgive such activity? She *was* his prisoner, after all.

Squaring herself before him, she lifted her chin in proud defiance. “Your troubles are known to some of us in the Republic, and true, there is more we could do - more that I have *tried* to do. But then you seek me out and kidnap me for ransom? Don’t you see - this will hurt your cause!”

But was there truly a respite available? Padme was no fool. She knew that the Republic had so many cares, it was easier to ignore those who needed much for problems so far away.

“…Captain Skywalker, was it? You are a smart man. A compassionate man. A strong man. I am sure of these things, and I assure you, if you just let me go, I can return to the Senate - bring your problems to them. You’d be surprised at how stubborn I am. I am of much better use to you out of this cell than I am inside.”

And yet Padme knew her words must sound feeble. How many in her place would promise the same? Perhaps she is not the first to promise such to him. Perhaps far from the first…

[anakinsstuff-deactivated2023011]

Anakin listened to her as to what she was saying. He bit his lower lip saying how capturing her would only harm their cause. He shook his head and looked at her. “That maybe true. But do you really think I have a choice? Their are lives at stake. People are dying whether from the war , the crime syndicates or other pirates. Children are dying. Do you think I would have kidnapped you if I didn’t have a choice. No. Kidnaping someone isn’t what we do. It just had to be done for the greater good. ” He said with a stoic expression.

He listened to her words about her bringing his problems to the senate. If it was anyone else he would have laughed at them and told them he wasn’t a fool and wasn’t going to let them go. But with her it was different. He could tell she actually meant it but he knew far better than have hope in the senate.

“Senator amidala. I can tell you are as compassionate and wise as you are beautiful but even you must understand how foolish you sound now. I can’t let you go so you will have me and my people arrested or worse. Not to mention if you believe the senate gives even an ounce of care about us then you are a fool. The senate is filled with fat greedy men who only care about themselves and not anyone else. If they cared they would have tried to help others ages ago. But they never tried to do anything about those who are suffering because they don’t care. Which is why it doesn’t matter if you are stubborn or not. ”

[hopeful-padme]

Padme furrowed her brows at the Captain’s words. Somewhere in the back of her mind, she reflected on how he called her ‘beautiful’, but that would do no good for her now.

“I can see why you wouldn’t believe me - why you wouldn’t listen. And you’re right. There are plenty of Senators who think only for themselves and their property. But there are some - myself included - who are trying to change that! We know we could do more! We know the beauocracy isn’t what it should be, but we seek to make things the way they ought to be. The way they were when the Republic was in its glory days. A fool’s errand, maybe, but we will never stop working for that ideal.”

She sighed and sat back against the rear wall of the cell, putting distance between the two of them, despite the fact that the air itself seemed to grow colder back here. Her eyes never left his, though, but her face resigned to one of complacency. At least for now.

“I can see, though, that I will not persuade you now. But believe me when I say that I sincerely hope the Republic is in a giving mood and they give you the credits you wish for, rather than an array of blasts against your ship,” she replied with an arched eyebrow. “For the time being, if you mean to wear me away with starvation and lack of light, I suggest you batten down your hatches, Captain. I have survived the wrath of the Trade Federation, and I am made of stronger stuff than most.”

[crowsandmurder]

[ OBSERVE ] sender purposefully runs out into the rain without an umbrella to enjoy the storm while receiver watches. 

From @hopeful-padme, maybe during their time on Naboo during AotC??

Meme -- > @hopeful-padme -- > Accepting!

It had been a long day. First, they'd enjoyed a picnic out in the meadow, had a nice dinner, and then, he had told her how he felt about her, while she was dressed in something that was quite distracting. But, Padme had made logical points about why they could even think about falling in love. The problem was he had been in love with her so long already and how was he supposed to just forget he loved her?

He also felt like she felt more about him than she wanted to let herself. He had even told her, that her problem was, she doesn't know how to just live.

He probably didn't either, but this wasn't about him. It was about her.

Things were still tense between them, though they were laughing again, but before he knew it, she had ran out onto the balcony. It was pouring rain and she hadn't taken an umbrella. He couldn't help but watch how beautiful she was, how much she seemed to be laughing. Going out there with his cloak to put over her, he exclaimed,

"Are you insane? You're going to catch a cold. Come inside! What are you doing in the rain?"

[hopeful-padme]

The whole day had been something of a mess. The kiss. The dinner. The argument. And here Padme thought being away from the Senate would give her heart and mind a rest. But here - with Anakin - her heart was more troubled than ever, not to mention at war with her mind.

Her heart longed for Anakin. Otherwise, she never would have kissed him by the lakeside. But she’d meant what she said about how they could never truly be together. Yet if that were true, then why had she dressed in that gown, invited him to dinner, sat with him by the fire?

Perhaps that was why she’d chosen the rain instead - to get away from that fire. The burning that Anakin confessed he felt, which also sparked to life within her?

The Naboo rain was cool but the air warm enough that she did not begin to shiver as her skin, hair, and dress became blessed with the life giving water. How wonderful it felt! How easy her troubles washed away - heart and mind? She was a girl again, refreshed and soothed? She could not help but laugh with delight and longing for that simpler life, the softer girl she had been…or at least tried to be.

When Anakin followed her outside, her dark hair was already sticking to her neck and bare shoulders. A grin still lit her face from within, as she watched him lift a cloak over her.

“Now who doesn’t want to ‘live’?” She replied, echoing his comment from earlier as she turned and lifted her hand out from beneath the cloak and into the rain. “See? It’s not as cold as all that!”

She grinned, but when she realized how close they were, with just the cloak over them, she could not help but flush. Suddenly the heat which she had come outside to escape was burning within her again.

“…Are you afraid of a little rain, Jedi Knight?” She teased lightly. Anything to distract her from how close they were - how the touch of his lips still burned hers.

[hopeful-padme]

For @anakinsstuff

“Evasive manuvers!”

The pilot’s voice rang out through the intercoms as Senator Amidala’s ship wove around the incoming fire from the unknown vessel.

“Trade Federation ship?!” Captain Panaka asked the glaring Senator from Naboo.

“What would they be doing out here on the border of the Outer Rim?” Padme replied as she watched the stars zoom by on the viewport screen. Suddenly the ship jolted, and she threw out her hands to steady herself.

“Shields are damaged! 35%!” the pilot yelled out.

“Senator, you ought to get to an escape pod! The least we could do is save you!” Captain Panaka reasoned.

Padme did not have the chance to respond before another blast rocked the ship and the pilot cried out that their shields were all but gone. Panaka’s eyes grew wide as he stared at Padme’s lovely face. They knew - both now beyond a doubt - that even if she were to rush to an escape pod, it would not get out in time.

They were going to die.

But…there was no other blast. No great explosion that claimed their lives. Instead…

“They’re hailing us,” the pilot explained, then his face blanched. “Th-They claim to be the Dual Sun Pirates!”

Dual Sun. Padme remembered hearing of their exploits. Although…the stories never did line up. Some Senators claimed they ravaged entire towns, others say they helped smuggle slaves out of Hutt space and into the safety of the Republic. But either way, it was impossible to say what they would do now.

“We’re being boarded!”

… Within minutes, the ship was bombarded with pirates. Creatures of all varying races tore through the ship, rounding up everyone, binding their hands, with the intent of bringing them before their captain. Padme struggled and was met with a sharp blow to her back as her hands were cuffed and she brought to her knees. 

As the stars faded from her vision, she saw a tall Weequay male step into view. She recalled him from Holonet news bulletins. Hondo Ohnaka. Guilty of smuggling, blocade running, and being an overall mercenary who (at least) did not have a taste for heedless violence.

“My friends!” Hondo announced with his arms wide, as though they were about to attend some genial gathering. “You have the fortune of hosting the Dual Suns Company! We assure you, our stay shall not be one of dread and misfortune. Merely to alleviate you of your Republic glut of riches. All for a good cause, make no mistake.”

“Then release us, pirate scum!” Panaka growled.

“Ah ah ah, not exactly in my purview, my friend. That is for our captain to decide. The Golden Paragon of the Dual Suns, and the best of all my friends, Anakin Skywalker!”

Hondo stepped aside to allow his captain to take center stage. 

[hopeful-padme]

The moment Padme realized that the sun-haired captain still stood over her, she lowered her hands and watched him with narrowed dark eyes. Her mouth set in a hard line as she listened. She could not pretend that she was unmoved by his plight - the plight of all those who lived here in the outskirts of the Galaxy. They were so often left abandoned, to fend for themselves against crime syndicates like the Hutts or other pirates. But at the same time, how could she forgive such activity? She *was* his prisoner, after all.

Squaring herself before him, she lifted her chin in proud defiance. “Your troubles are known to some of us in the Republic, and true, there is more we could do - more that I have *tried* to do. But then you seek me out and kidnap me for ransom? Don’t you see - this will hurt your cause!”

But was there truly a respite available? Padme was no fool. She knew that the Republic had so many cares, it was easier to ignore those who needed much for problems so far away.

“…Captain Skywalker, was it? You are a smart man. A compassionate man. A strong man. I am sure of these things, and I assure you, if you just let me go, I can return to the Senate - bring your problems to them. You’d be surprised at how stubborn I am. I am of much better use to you out of this cell than I am inside.”

And yet Padme knew her words must sound feeble. How many in her place would promise the same? Perhaps she is not the first to promise such to him. Perhaps far from the first…

[poohsources]

🐝  *  ―  𝐅𝐎𝐑𝐁𝐈𝐃𝐃𝐄𝐍  𝐋𝐎𝐕𝐄  𝐒𝐄𝐍𝐓𝐄𝐍𝐂𝐄  𝐒𝐓𝐀𝐑𝐓𝐄𝐑𝐒.   (  another  part  for  the  trope  memes  i’ve  made  in  the  past,  this  time  centered  around  forbidden  love.  most  of  these  can  probably  be  used  for  angsty  settings.  feel  free  to  adjust  to  better  fit  your  muses.  )

❛  do people always fall in love with things they can’t have ?  ❜ ❛  my heart tells me this is the best and greatest feeling i have ever had. but my mind knows the difference between wanting what you can’t have and wanting what you shouldn’t want. and i shouldn’t want you.  ❜ ❛  you’ll always be mine, in the back of my mind … i’ll look for you first in my next life.  ❜ ❛  we can’t keep seeing each other.  ❜ ❛  i think we’re just gonna have to be secretly in love with each other and leave it at that.  ❜ ❛  how can something so wrong feel so right ?  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to be with anyone else. i only want you. no matter the consequences.  ❜ ❛  life would be much easier if i wasn’t in love with you.  ❜ ❛  i think things that i shouldn’t. i dream things that i shouldn’t. i want things that i shouldn’t and it’s all because of one thing; i do care about you.  ❜ ❛  we can’t choose who we fall in love with.  ❜ ❛  i don’t want to keep our relationship a secret anymore.  ❜ ❛  is it worse to know you want something or that you can never have it ?  ❜ ❛  i promised to stay away from you … but i can’t.  ❜ ❛  having something forbidden is exciting, don’t you agree ?  ❜ ❛  how can you simply be friends with someone when every time you look at them, you’re thinking about how much more you really want ?  ❜ ❛  i shouldn’t want to be with you.  ❜ ❛  you have to promise me to keep this a secret from everyone.  ❜ ❛  i wish i could kiss you right now. but there are too many people watching us here.  ❜ ❛  we can’t keep meeting up like this. someone’s gonna find out, and someone’s gonna get hurt.  ❜ ❛  why do we always want what we can’t have ?  ❜ ❛  i can’t just ignore these feelings i have for you.  ❜ ❛  why do you have to be the one i’ve always been looking for ?  ❜ ❛  i hate this ! i hate that we’ve been put in this situation. i hate that there’s no way out of this. but worst of all, i hate that i love you.  ❜ ❛  you’re my favorite mistake.  ❜ ❛  it’s better to cheat than to think about cheating.  ❜ ❛  we can’t fall in love with each other.  ❜ ❛  you can’t be mine and i can never be yours.  ❜ ❛  if only we’d met sooner …  ❜ ❛  love is still love even if it’s forbidden.  ❜ ❛  i told myself i would never kiss you again. i can never keep my word when you’re involved.  ❜ ❛  i wish i had the strength to stay from you.  ❜ ❛  under different circumstances, our love could’ve been like a fairytale.  ❜ ❛  what if anyone finds out about us ?  ❜ ❛  we just have to believe that we’ll find a way to make this relationship work.  ❜ ❛  can we just pretend for one day that everything is gonna be okay ?  ❜ ❛  we always crave what we can’t have.  ❜ ❛  the more i fall for you, the more i hate myself for falling for you, cause the truth is we can never be together.  ❜ ❛  you and i will always be unfinished business.  ❜ ❛  we can’t be together. not now, not ever.  ❜ ❛  i knew the moment i met you that you’ll turn my life into a complicated mess.  ❜

[hopeful-padme]

For @anakinsstuff

“Evasive manuvers!”

The pilot’s voice rang out through the intercoms as Senator Amidala’s ship wove around the incoming fire from the unknown vessel.

“Trade Federation ship?!” Captain Panaka asked the glaring Senator from Naboo.

“What would they be doing out here on the border of the Outer Rim?” Padme replied as she watched the stars zoom by on the viewport screen. Suddenly the ship jolted, and she threw out her hands to steady herself.

“Shields are damaged! 35%!” the pilot yelled out.

“Senator, you ought to get to an escape pod! The least we could do is save you!” Captain Panaka reasoned.

Padme did not have the chance to respond before another blast rocked the ship and the pilot cried out that their shields were all but gone. Panaka’s eyes grew wide as he stared at Padme’s lovely face. They knew - both now beyond a doubt - that even if she were to rush to an escape pod, it would not get out in time.

They were going to die.

But…there was no other blast. No great explosion that claimed their lives. Instead…

“They’re hailing us,” the pilot explained, then his face blanched. “Th-They claim to be the Dual Sun Pirates!”

Dual Sun. Padme remembered hearing of their exploits. Although…the stories never did line up. Some Senators claimed they ravaged entire towns, others say they helped smuggle slaves out of Hutt space and into the safety of the Republic. But either way, it was impossible to say what they would do now.

“We’re being boarded!”

… Within minutes, the ship was bombarded with pirates. Creatures of all varying races tore through the ship, rounding up everyone, binding their hands, with the intent of bringing them before their captain. Padme struggled and was met with a sharp blow to her back as her hands were cuffed and she brought to her knees. 

As the stars faded from her vision, she saw a tall Weequay male step into view. She recalled him from Holonet news bulletins. Hondo Ohnaka. Guilty of smuggling, blocade running, and being an overall mercenary who (at least) did not have a taste for heedless violence.

“My friends!” Hondo announced with his arms wide, as though they were about to attend some genial gathering. “You have the fortune of hosting the Dual Suns Company! We assure you, our stay shall not be one of dread and misfortune. Merely to alleviate you of your Republic glut of riches. All for a good cause, make no mistake.”

“Then release us, pirate scum!” Panaka growled.

“Ah ah ah, not exactly in my purview, my friend. That is for our captain to decide. The Golden Paragon of the Dual Suns, and the best of all my friends, Anakin Skywalker!”

Hondo stepped aside to allow his captain to take center stage. 

[anakinsstuff-deactivated2023011]

The dual suns were the name of a pirate group which tore through the galaxy. Over the years they have been becoming more and more powerful with their captain becoming sort of an legendary figure. His name was anakin Skywalker. His goal was simple to help the slaves escape by smuggling them out. It was a risky yet difficult mission but it was one that he and his crew members were prepared for.

Though smuggling people safely isn’t without it’s fair share of risks and difficulties. They were losing a lot of members during battles. Not to mention considering that they were wanted criminals across the galaxy it was getting more and more difficult for them to get money and supplies.

Anakin was getting desperate because of it. He needed to find a way to get more supplies and quickly so they can get back on track with their mission. Only problem was they had no idea how to do it.

Sensing anakin’s desperation his first mate and friend Hondo suggested a bold and risky plan. There was a senator from naboo on the run who was wanted by the trade federation. They didn’t know why exactly but the idea was to capture her and demand money from her people in exchange for her.

At first anakin refused as he didn’t like the idea even though he knew that they would be well off from the ransom money. But after some time anakin finally agreed fully knowing what he was doing and the risks of it.

They were successful in capturing the ship and his men held everyone including the senator hostage on it. Hondo even gave an speech which anakin didn’t care about and didn’t listen to much.

He finally took center stage and looked around at all the captives. But his attention was immediately drawn to her. As a matter of fact his attention was only at her. She was the most beautiful woman he had ever seen in his life. From the stories he had heard about her she was wise and kind and fearless. But none of it didn’t matter to anakin now. He didn’t say anything except for giving orders to his men

“take the senator to our ship. She is to be our hostage. And let her people go after taking some of their supplies. "He then turned to panaka. "Tell your people that if they want their beloved senator back they will pay us 100000 credits by the next three weeks. If not well we will hand her over to the trade federation. "He said before walking away even though anakin had no intention of ever harming her or handing her to anyone.

[hopeful-padme]

Hoisted to her feet by Hondo, Padme was dragged from the floor to the hall between their ships. All about her, Anakin’s crew laughed and jeered and ogled at the pretty young Senator. But she refused to give them any satisfaction! They were filthy pirates after all, and she would not show any weakness to them! She would hold herself high and stern and unyielding.

Meanwhile, however, Panaka continued to protest, especially when Anakin mentioned ‘Trade Federation’, but what could he do? Wounded and without Padme… He could only watch as his Senator and that dastardly pirate exited their ship before taking off entirely. “S-Send a message to Coruscant immediately. I-I’ll see that damn Skywalker dead for this!”

Meanwhile, back on the ship, Hondo led Padme down to the dark depths of the ship’s brig. There, several cramped cells stood waiting for just such a prisoner.

“You must not think of this as so great a negative, my friend. Your funds will help us right many a wrong in the Galaxy.”

Padme scoffs. “Right a wrong? Holding me hostage is a wrong!”

“So we fight a greater wrong with a lesser wrong. We don’t all have a military to command or planet to seek aid from, Senator,” Hondo replied as he opened a cell door and shoved Padme inside. “For now, think of this as a chance to meditate and enjoy the solitude. It might be awhile before you get any, again.”

With that, the first mate shut the cell door and locked it, before he headed back upstairs to the main galley. Only when he left did Padme place her hands over her face and sink to her knees.

[hopeful-padme]

For @darkanakin-rp

“You must let me go!”

Her captors all turned to face her as Padme Amidala - the once great Senator of Naboo who (by all reports) had died on Mustafar while Anakin was killing his former master, ObiWan Kenobi - struggled desperately against the binds. Not easy to do when her hands were tied behind her back.

Two years had passed since then. A year of the Republic believing she had died not long before General Kenobi. Two years after Bail - who had been alerted by Obi-Wan to come to Mustafar - had found Padme confined to her ship. Obi-Wan, convinced Anakin could not be trusted around her nor the children, had emerged from his hiding place moments before her ship landed on Mustafar. He’d put her into a deep sleep, sent an urgent message to Bail, and confronted Anakin on his own...to his death. Bail found her, flew the ship to a secret place, and there Padme had her children.

 Two years of the twins growing up in secret on Alderaan with Bail, after hearing continued tales of how her husband - her Anakin - now roamed the Galaxy as Lord Vader, destroying all those who opposed the Empire. After hearing of his deeds, Padme (although never quite forgiving Obi-Wan for denying her the chance to face Anakin herself) agreed that it was best that she and the children go into hiding.

She could not keep the children with her. She visited them often, but she knew that if Anakin - no Vader - ever found out about them...

So she let the Republic believe that she had died in childbirth, so that the Empire would believe. And Anakin would believe.

But now, a group of ragtag mercenaries - hoping to secure a large bounty - had captured her thinking she was of some import to the Imperial Senate.

“It is of no use, Senator Amidala!” the mercenary sneered at her. 

“That is not my name!”

“Oh?” the merc grinned, showing her a holonet clip of her face from...from what felt like an entire lifetime ago during the Clone Wars. “So this is not you?”

“I am not a Senator anymore, and if you broadcast out that you have me, you will all die!” she pleaded.

The merc and his crew laughed uproariously.

“Either you are wanted by the Empire, in which case you will give us a magnificent bounty, or else you are bluffing to get out of these binds. Nevertheless, we shall have our profit.”

"...Well...Captain...” one of the mercenaries commented. “The file does say that Senator Amidala died...”

“Then who is this? The last I checked, they don’t make clones anymore! Far more likely its a falsehood. She’s right here. She’s alive. And she’s gonna make us rich!” the captain proclaimed as he sent out the message thoughout the holonet.

SENATOR AMIDALA. CAUGHT. RANSOM - 10 MILLION CREDITS.

“You don’t understand!” Padme yelled out as they captured her likeness on the message - on her knees, bound, tears streaming down her face. “Vader will come! He will kill you - kill us all!”

The mercenaries muttered uneasily, a few of them gripping their blasters tight, but the captain strode forward and struck her across the jaw. “Silent, Senator,” he hissed. “You had better hope the money comes, or else its your life - not some Imperial ghosty story - you should fear for!”

[hopeful-padme]

Everything happened so suddenly. Anakin - no, damn it - Vader began speaking and the dreaded realization hit him. His voice elevated, filled with rage, and Padme hesitated - careful not to move at all. But then when he advanced on her, his voice nearly a roar, she tried to scramble back away from him. 

“No! Anakin, no, I did not know he was on the ship, I would never have-!”

But then he took hold of her and she could feel his presence in her mind. Padme’s eyes closed and she shuddered. She could feel his touch in the depths of her mind. Padme used all of her willpower to keep the focus off the babies  and put them instead on the memories of that day.

She showed him all of it - arriving on Mustafar, setting the ship down, hearing the foot step behind her. She turns around just in time to see Obi-Wan’s hand touch her forehead. She falls. He whispers his apology, and then...then there is blackness, confusion, sorrow...and nothing more. 

And that works - that appeases him. For now. HIs touch turns soft, his eyes gentle, and his words...oh, his words are as wonderful as they ever were. And Padme - oh stars forgive her! - she leans into his touch, his comforting warmth. Traitorous heart!

But she is not prepared for what he does next - igniting his red saber and giving it to her with orders to kill him if she truly thinks him worthy of death. 

“You-You cannot ask that of me!” she shudders, her voice a sad and longing whisper of her own. Hands which had come up to defend herself now press against his chest - gripping hold of his cloak and curling her fingers tight around the fabric. Pulling him close? Pushing him away? She had no idea... “I wanted you! Every day since the moment I woke up on that medical transport, I wanted you! My first words were wanting you! But they...they told me that you had gone mad! That you had killed Obi-Wan and would kill me too if you could...I did not know what to think. And now - now when we are together again, when I can look in your eyes and feel you...you tell me that I can kill you?! How could I kill you when doing so would destroy my own heart?”

[shesiith-deactivated20231028]

short starter for @hopeful-padme​

“Padme.. You’ve grown up,” Annika started in a shaky tone, while the entire room disappeared from her view otherwise. It’d been ten years since the last time, and the brunette never forgot their moments on Tattooine. After all, Padme had been the angel symbolized her escape from slavery. “As beautiful as the day I met you, all of those years ago. It seems like a lifetime.”

[hopeful-padme]

Padme had grown up? She hardly even recognized Annika! She’d grown so tall and her shoulders were so broad! The Senator could not keep a smile off her face as she stepped towards her dear old friend. 

“And you, Ani! What do the Jedi feed you in those Temples. You’re taller than me!” she grinned as she looked up into Annika’s eyes. “Seeing you here eases this day. I cannot believe what’s happened. The attack. Korbe’s passing...I had thought the Trade Federation would finally let me be, but...”

The Senator lost herself in those moment, hesitating and aching with sorrow for the loss of the other woman. But she swallowed tight and took a second to compose herself. “But I feel better now that you are here. Will Master Kenobi be joining us? I assume he is well?”

[shesiith-deactivated20231028]

short starter for @hopeful-padme​

“Padme.. You’ve grown up,” Annika started in a shaky tone, while the entire room disappeared from her view otherwise. It’d been ten years since the last time, and the brunette never forgot their moments on Tattooine. After all, Padme had been the angel symbolized her escape from slavery. “As beautiful as the day I met you, all of those years ago. It seems like a lifetime.”

[hopeful-padme]

Padme smiled, resisting the urge to walk across the room and embrace the other young woman. Brightness filled the Senator’s face, despite the harrowing morning she’d experienced, having nearly lost her life. “And you, Annika! Look at you! You’ve shot up like a mighty rosaren tree!” Padme smiled, before letting out a gentle sigh. “I am glad that you and master Obi-Wan have come. I am unsure as to who tried to take my life, but whatever reason, they were skilled enough to bypass Captain Panaka’s security measures. Come, why not take a seat? I assume Master Obi-Wan will be along shortly?”

[laheyy]

with faces like that, this old man didn’t stand a chance

(if I’ve learned anything from the kenobi series it’s that obi-wan would have spoiled the twins rotten and it’s the life they all deserved)

[hopeful-padme]

For @darkanakin-rp

“You must let me go!”

Her captors all turned to face her as Padme Amidala - the once great Senator of Naboo who (by all reports) had died on Mustafar while Anakin was killing his former master, ObiWan Kenobi - struggled desperately against the binds. Not easy to do when her hands were tied behind her back.

Two years had passed since then. A year of the Republic believing she had died not long before General Kenobi. Two years after Bail - who had been alerted by Obi-Wan to come to Mustafar - had found Padme confined to her ship. Obi-Wan, convinced Anakin could not be trusted around her nor the children, had emerged from his hiding place moments before her ship landed on Mustafar. He’d put her into a deep sleep, sent an urgent message to Bail, and confronted Anakin on his own...to his death. Bail found her, flew the ship to a secret place, and there Padme had her children.

 Two years of the twins growing up in secret on Alderaan with Bail, after hearing continued tales of how her husband - her Anakin - now roamed the Galaxy as Lord Vader, destroying all those who opposed the Empire. After hearing of his deeds, Padme (although never quite forgiving Obi-Wan for denying her the chance to face Anakin herself) agreed that it was best that she and the children go into hiding.

She could not keep the children with her. She visited them often, but she knew that if Anakin - no Vader - ever found out about them...

So she let the Republic believe that she had died in childbirth, so that the Empire would believe. And Anakin would believe.

But now, a group of ragtag mercenaries - hoping to secure a large bounty - had captured her thinking she was of some import to the Imperial Senate.

“It is of no use, Senator Amidala!” the mercenary sneered at her. 

“That is not my name!”

“Oh?” the merc grinned, showing her a holonet clip of her face from...from what felt like an entire lifetime ago during the Clone Wars. “So this is not you?”

“I am not a Senator anymore, and if you broadcast out that you have me, you will all die!” she pleaded.

The merc and his crew laughed uproariously.

“Either you are wanted by the Empire, in which case you will give us a magnificent bounty, or else you are bluffing to get out of these binds. Nevertheless, we shall have our profit.”

"...Well...Captain...” one of the mercenaries commented. “The file does say that Senator Amidala died...”

“Then who is this? The last I checked, they don’t make clones anymore! Far more likely its a falsehood. She’s right here. She’s alive. And she’s gonna make us rich!” the captain proclaimed as he sent out the message thoughout the holonet.

SENATOR AMIDALA. CAUGHT. RANSOM - 10 MILLION CREDITS.

“You don’t understand!” Padme yelled out as they captured her likeness on the message - on her knees, bound, tears streaming down her face. “Vader will come! He will kill you - kill us all!”

The mercenaries muttered uneasily, a few of them gripping their blasters tight, but the captain strode forward and struck her across the jaw. “Silent, Senator,” he hissed. “You had better hope the money comes, or else its your life - not some Imperial ghosty story - you should fear for!”

[hopeful-padme]

The horrific BOOM of the ship landing told Padme that her worst fears were about to be realized. Then the screaming began. She closed her eyes and looked away, gritting her teeth. She told herself that only mercenaries, the cold and cruel people who had kidnapped her and countless others were being killed. But how could she say for sure? Tears stung her eyes. This was it. She was about to be captured. She could have guessed how Anakin might have reacted to seeing her alive again, but Vader? What sort of creature was he? Would he kill her for her lies? Would she ever see their children again?

Oh, stars, the children! Vader could not know...could never know! Hopefully...hopefully somehow Bail would see that horrible message the mercs sent out. He would know to hide the children...keep them safe...

The door opened and the cruel monsters who held her captive began screaming as they were lifted, choked, and then thrown to the ground in lifeless heaps. 

Only when things became quiet did she turn at last towards Vader - Anakin Skywalker - her husband.

And found unfamiliar, golden eyes staring back at her, but with that same tender smile he’d given her so long ago.

Oh, if only fate had been kind and let her feel nothing at all. Nothing would be better than the longing and the dread which plagued her heart like twin storms. 

“...Anakin...” was all she could think to say, barely audible at all, merely mouthing his name. How she wished he would be Anakin. Just Anakin again. Tears flooded her eyes. Why? Why after everything she knew about him could she not force her heart to hate him? 

Her hands, shaking as they were, reached up to lightly brush against his own.