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[naboochose]

hello    friends    and    fiends    !    my    name    is    love,    i’m    twenty-two    years    old,    and    my    pronouns    are   she/her.    i’m    a    full-time    student,    i    work    a    part    time    job,    and    i    do    a    lot    of    roleplay    writing    both    on    and    off    of    tumblr.    thanks    to    my    busy    schedule,    my    activity    will    be    sporadic,    and    based    solely    on    my    muse.    i    also    have    my    multimuse,    and    my    other    singular    star    wars    blog,    so    there’s    a    real    emphasis    in    regards    to    my    timing...    i’m    even    on    rp    twitter. ( don’t    worry—    some    of    them    will    eventually    go    back    to    their    homes ). Oh !    and    my    timezone    is    pacific    standard    time.

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[naboochose]

OOC / FUGLY MOBILE POST : oh my god I have been locked out of my accounts since last month (twice, it’s a long story), and then my laptop broke after getting water damaged, and I lost YEARS of rp resources as well as literally all of my logins and passwords (which I’m still working on recovering sadly)

But I managed to finally get into most of my tumblr accounts finally !

So friends, I deeply apologize for such a long absence. Trust me, it has not been a fun time. I’m working on getting my laptop replaced too which hasn’t been easy. I deeply miss writing on here, but seeing as I can’t until I have a new laptop, I am unfortunately stuck writing on discord and Twitter for now.

If you are interested in creating a private discord channel to write with me on until then, consider giving this post a 🩷. I will be posting this across all of my different accounts. If you *are* interested, I’ll send you my discord name in IMs, and we will go from there! (It’ll come from one of my many accounts, keep that in mind).

[naboochose]

Ugly mobile post, but… does anyone feel like writing some wire threads?

[killjedi-arch]

one day, i will become the greatest jedi ever. i will even learn how to stop people from dying.

[killjedi-arch]

returning to a tent after a long day on the battlefield was a luxury. one of the likes that the young general rarely saw, but the tent he found himself in was no ordinary tent. it had been placed as a spot for healing & kept far enough away from the battle that it would be safe & secure. however, when anakin walked into the tent, he only did it intending to clean himself up. he assumed he had no injuries, but his robes were soaked in blood, & adrenaline still raced throughout his body.

oh my god, you're covered in blood.

the familiar voice brought a pause in his step. he hadn't been able to sense her. too many nights spent awake taking the watch so others could rest, his body relied on the force to keep him awake & going forward. but now, standing in the tent & seeing padmé, he realized his brain may have been more clouded than expected.

despite that, anakin chuckled. ❛ you should see the other guy. ❜ he took a half--step away from the opening of the tent & closer to his wife. his brows furrowed against his pale forehead as he looked around & back at her. ❛ wait, what are you doing here ? ❜ it isn't safe; although he didn't vocalize those words, they lingered in his gaze & eyes.

fear now gripped his heart & made his breathing turn heavy. being nicknamed the hero without fear, that seemed to be all anakin could feel as he took another, more cautious, step in her direction. ❛ what i mean by that is ... i didn't realize they had allowed senators to visit the battlefields. ❜

dramatic & protective relationship prompts , co - starring @naboochose as padmé amidala.

[naboochose]

“  They   usually   don't,   but   I   got   word   that   there   was   a   shortage   on   medical   supplies,   and   one   of   your   medic   tents   had   been   ambushed.  ”   Needless   to   say,   volunteers   had   been   asked   to   step   up   to   help   assist   on   the   battlefield.   With   Padmé's   basic   first   aid   training,   and   knowing   Anakin   was   involved   in   the   location   of   the   fight,   Padmé   jumped   at   the   opportunity   to   assist   in   anyway   she   could.   She   and   Cordé   had   agreed   to   travel   together. When   war   crimes   such   as   these   were   committed,   it   led   to   more   issues   than   damaged   medic   droids   and   a   loss   of   bandages   and   bacta.   There   would   be   much   to   discuss   at   the   senate   later   on   about   this,   but   for   now,   her   focus   was   to   help.“  Are   you   hurt?   You   look   exhausted...  ”   she   says,   worry   clearly   painted   on   her   face   as   she   took   a   step   closer   to   him.

[jedischild]

"Yeah! Ben has more practice because he's older, but he promised to teach me some cool tricks once I get my own lightsaber!" Allea said brightly. She'd been working so hard trying to master the Force, all so she could practice with her older cousin.

"Grandma, are you going to stay with us? I'm sure Mama and Papa won't mind!"

[naboochose]

“  Well   I   would   love   to   stay,   perhaps   I   should   make   it   a   proper   trip,   shouldn't   I?  ”   she   asks   the   young   girl   with   a   smile.   Of   course,   Padmé   had   planned   on   staying   for   two   days   for   a   proper   visit,   but   allowing   it   to   be   Allea's   idea   never   hurt   anyone.“  Getting   your   own   lightsaber   is   a   very   exciting   moment,   it's   a   memory   you'll   cherish   forever.  ”

[killjedi-arch]

walking alongside bail organa, anakin listened as the older man spoke. he nodded as he glanced over his right shoulder before pulling his attention back as the senator continued talking about the results of the senate meeting & the war. always the war. truthfully, anakin loathed discussions about the war ( mostly because he was one of the ones fighting in it ) but listened as any good jedi should.

however, as the two men began to draw close to the exit of the building, he felt her near. his lips twitched but remained neutral against his pale features. ❛ if you'll excuse me, i forgot that i needed to speak with another senator. ❜ he spoke fast & dismissed himself even quicker than he talked. after a moment, he turned on his heel & began walking toward where she was. not wanting to waste more time away from her, anakin avoided anyone else nearby until he came face-to-face with the small disturbance in the force around him.

She's walking beside him out of the senate building, hand gently and subtley brushes against his as a means of affection.

his heart raced against his chest, & his lips threatened to twist into a grin as he went. ❛ i spoke briefly with bail organa, ❜ anakin began slowly. ❛ but i would much rather hear what you have to say about the meeting. ❜ his heart ached as he felt the gentle touches from her hand. he wanted nothing more than to take hold of her hand right then & there, but he knew better. meanwhile, the mechanics of his cybernetic fingers twitched almost as if to spark with reaction to the touch.

❛ has anything changed ? ❜ he asked. yet, as they continued walking, he looked around for the familiar sight of his speeder before looking in her direction. ❛ or are they still refusing to listen to reason about what's going on in the outer rim planets ? ❜ bitterness took hold of his tongue as his chest heaved.

unprompted asks , co - starring @naboochose as padmé amidala.

[naboochose]

“  So   I   saw  ”   Padmé   says   with   a   bright   and   genuine   smile   on   her   face   as   she   looks   over   to   her   husband   as   they   walked,   they   slowly   emptying   building   filled   with   people   lingering   to   chat   and   discuss   what   had   happened.   Bail   Organa   had   always   been   a   good   friend   to   both   Padmé   and   Naboo.   He'd   been   one   of   the   few   allies   who   had   originally   rooted   for   her   reign   when   she   first   became   queen   all   those   years   before.   First   a   political   ally,   and   soon   a   genuine   friendship   built   on   trust   and   understanding.   It   made   her   happy   to   see   her   friends   getting   along   with   Anakin,   even   if   they'd   never   truly   know   the   nature   of   her   relationship   with   him.

“  We've   made   progress   for   once  ”   she   says,   letting   out   a   breath   of   relief.   “  A   few   planets   agreed   to   help   fund   relief   missions   to   the   outer   rim   so   the   financial   burden   doesn't   rely   solely   on   one   location.   It's   not   as   many   as   we'd   hoped   for,   but   it's   a   start.  ”   she   explains   as   they   exited   the   building,   the   bright   sun   lighting   up   their   faces   and   warming   them   up   as   the   hot   air   instantly   hit   them.

“  Is   your   presence   requested   elsewhere?  ”   She   asks,   figuring   they'd   be   able   to   have   a   late   lunch   at   home   should   he   be   free   to   do   so.

[naboochose]

OOC + DISCORD SERVER : hooray !  I finished my finals, and wrapped up my junior year on ( hopefully ) a good note. I am gonna get an early start on work today, which means I'll be here earlier to write once I am home.

I am toying around with the idea of bringing back my Star Wars Roleplay server! It would follow a continuous storyline (set during the Clone Wars). It would have (hopefully) one person per muse-- no duplicates, and it would put an emphasis on dynamic and world building. There would be writing/meta prompt challenges, and fun group threads!

If... That at all interests you, ❤️ this and I can message you more details and we can discuss!

[naboochose]

OOC + DISCORD SERVER : hooray !  I finished my finals, and wrapped up my junior year on ( hopefully ) a good note. I am gonna get an early start on work today, which means I'll be here earlier to write once I am home.

I am toying around with the idea of bringing back my Star Wars Roleplay server! It would follow a continuous storyline (set during the Clone Wars). It would have (hopefully) one person per muse-- no duplicates, and it would put an emphasis on dynamic and world building. There would be writing/meta prompt challenges, and fun group threads!

If... That at all interests you, ❤️ this and I can message you more details and we can discuss!

[naboochose]

Last assignment of the school year, then... I'll be free for the summer !

[killjedi-arch]

the warmth of her hand brought caused his eyes to flutter, but her question opened them. he sighed. ❛ nothing, it's nothing. ❜ he remarked as he reached for her hand; the warmth of her skin clashed against the cool of his cybernetics. swallowing, he nods as his eyes turn their focus onto her. ❛ go ahead, padmé. i'll join you shortly. ❜

anakin was struggling with restless nights as of late. his nightmares have begun to show visions, but how would he begin to explain them to padmé ? would she believe him ? the last time something of this nature happened, things didn't end well. but she believed him. he reminds himself of that fact as he continues to hold her hand, unable to let go for fear relating to the unknown surrounding his nightmare. if only he could make sense of them, but to do so would require reflection upon them, & anakin was too tired to do that.

❛ wait, before you go ... do you no, have you ever worried about the future, padmé ? ❜ he asks & then licks his lips. anakin had become afraid to break eye contact, & as a result, he placed his full focus on her. meanwhile, the chill of the evening wind barely registered with him as he waited for an answer.

[naboochose]

Padmé   stayed   in   her   place   before   him.   Aside   from   the   fact   that   it   was   difficult   for   her   to   sleep   peacefully   without   him   in   bed,   she   couldn't   fall   back   asleep   in   good   conscious   knowing   that   he   was   feeling   troubled   all   alone   on   the   balcony.   So   she   stood   there,   looking   at   him   with   a   mixture   of   love   and   worry.   She   would't   pry   right   now,   she   knew   it   wasn't   the   time,   and   she   knew   he   would   open   up   to   her   when   he   was   ready.   Whatever   was   troubling   him   would   be   her   weight   to   carry   too,   and   she   was   more   than   willing   to   take   it   on.

“  Yes.  ”   she   answers   simply,   pausing   before   she   continues,   “  I   worry   about   the   future   everyday.   Not   just   mine,   but   my   people's...  ”   she   gently   explains.   What   good   would   a   politician   be   if   they   only   saw   the   good   in   the   world?   It   was   essential   to   stay   optimistic,   but   to   be   aware   of   the   state   of   things.   “  But   I   try   not   to   let   it   trouble   me   too   much,   so   long   as   I   do   my   part.   Why?  ”   She   gently   questions,   hand   remaining   on   his   face   while   her   thumb   caresses   his   cheek.

[moonsoflego-deactivated20231106]

The clone heard her and yet— For a while, he didn't utter a single words. It was as if his brain didn't fully register what the Senator just told him. Until they did. A frown took over his features, which was hidden by the helmet he didn't take off just yet. " I will protect you with my life, Senator. "

Once a duty, something the captain would have carried out simply because he had to— because it was what he was created for. Now? Simply because he cared. " There is no need to thank me, I'm just happy I got here in time. The General sent me— I was closer. " Few seconds later, and he would have been too late, he knew that.

[naboochose]

The   clones   lived   complicated   lives   that   were   not   their   own.   From   the   second   they   were   created,   they   had   a   life's   purpose,   and   no   free-will.   Should   they   choose   to   abandon   their   duties,   they'd   be   called   deserters,   cowards.   If   they   did   their   jobs?   Not   so   much   as   a   thank   you   would   be   given   to   them.   Padmé   had   pondered   time   and   time   again   what   might   become   of   them   should   the   war   end,   she   didn't   have   answers,   only   hopes   as   to   what   she   would   fight   for   when   the   time   came...   If   the   time   came.

“  Has   an   escape   plan   been   hatched?  ”   She   asks,   now   trying   to   veer   back   on   topic.   Though   they   had   made   it   safely   onto   the   ship,   she   knew   the   enemies   wouldn't   be   far   behind,   and   there   wasn't   much   time   to   spare   in   order   to   flee   the   planet.   As   to   where   they   would   go?   She   wasn't   sure.

[breakbcnes]

❝ a mind needs books like it needs a whetstone, if it is to keep its edge. ❞

There's a small chuckle that leaves him as he looks over at the other. His hand moving to rest on the pommel of his sword that rested against his hip. "I do not doubt you, my lady." Harwin answers back, head slightly tilting to the side. "I only suggested that some might not take to the sharpening of ones mind like they would to a sword." He shrugs. The elder Strong knew of course that he wasn't as cunning as his brother, Larys was the one who had the mastery of the silver tongue and the keen ear to listen while others spoke. But Harwin, well, he was known for his strength and skill on the hunt. He was the opposite of his brother, nothing he was ashamed of and he loved his brother dearly. Harwin just knew where his strengths lie. "Some don't even need books to sharpen their mind." He learned more on the streets of the City Watch than he felt he did with the maesters. "But once more, each have their own strengths."

Game of Thrones Starters | Not Accepting | @naboochose

[naboochose]

Edges   of   green   dress   silently   drag   upon   the   bricked   walk-way   of   the   garden   they   walked   through.   Fresh   air   was   just   as   important   to   Padmé   as   a   filling   breakfast,   and   good   company   never   hurt.   She   had   always   enjoyed   his   company.   Yes,   it   did   help   that   there   was   a   sense   of   security   when   he   was   around—   she   could   let   her   guard   down,   a   rarity   these   days.   But   in   truth,   Ser   Harwin   Strong   was   bright-minded,   brighter   than   he   gave   himself   credit   for,   and   he   wasn't   one   to   belittle   her   thoughts   and   opinions. She   hums   out   in   acknowledgment,   brown   eyes   looking   to   him   as   hands   are   folded   behind   her   back,   the   fresh   smell   of   anemones   and   jessamine   hitting   her   nose.   A   smile   is   brought   to   her   lips   at   the   thought.   People   were   complex,   and   unique.   To   be   fit   into   the   same   sized   box   was   an   impossibility.“  𝐘𝐎𝐔'𝐑𝐄  𝐀  𝐆𝐎𝐎𝐃  𝐌𝐀𝐍,  𝐒𝐄𝐑  𝐇𝐀𝐑𝐖𝐈𝐍,   and   you   bring   a   fair   point   to   the   table,  ”   she   starts   as   she   stops   in   her   tracks   to   admire   the   red   and   white   flowers   that   sprinkles   the   bushes.   Reaching   out   to   touch   the   delicate   petals,   she   slowly   pulls   her   hand   away   before   looking   back   at   him,   “  But   I   do   wonder   what   might   become   of   one   who   isn't   so   well-rounded.  ”   she   says,   a   smile   still   playing   on   her   lips.   Just   as   he   did   not   doubt   her,   the   same   courtesy   was   granted   to   him;   but   from   her   own   experience,   she   felt   the   handling   of   swords   and   book-keeping   to   be   equally   as   important.   “  What   lessons   might   we   miss   out   on   should   we   neglect   books   to   depend   solely   on   what's   taught   to   us   in   the   world   around   us?  ”

[naboochose]

OOC + MEME CALL : alright friends ! I must go to work now. I feel this feeling in my gut though that it might be a slow day. My quarter is almost over, and I am over-joyed. It's been very... Chaotic for me this last year. I am ready for the summer. Anyways, I'll be here tonight once I'm back to write some more !  In the meantime, if you'd like 2-3 memes from Padmé, go head and like this. Multis please specify.

[inheirtance-moved-deactivated20]

Violet finally united with her brother and he told her she had a sister in law, Padme Amidala. So Anakin had invited her to meet his wife. Coming into the apartment, she was greeted by the gold droid C3PO and R2 came trailing behind Skywalker's older brother. Hugging him, she smiled as the two conversed until the senator came out. "Padme, this is my sister Violet." Smiling at her, the bounty hunter nodded towards her. "Pleasure to meet you, Senator Amidala."

@naboochose

[naboochose]

“  I'm   so   pleased   you   could   make   it,   thank   you   for   coming. ​​​​​​​ ”   Padmé   says   as   she   makes   her   way   over   to   Violet,   warmly   clasping   the   other   woman's   hands   in   a   greeting   manner,   a   joyful   smile   lighting   up   her   face.   Padmé   had   heard   much   about   the   Skywalker,   as   she   hadn't   had   the   pleasure   to   meet   her   all   those   years   ago   on   Tatooine.

“ ​​​​​​​ Please,   take   a   seat.   You   must   be   exhausted   from   traveling   so   far,   can   I   get   you   something   to   drink?   We   have   dinner   being   prepared   in   the   kitchen   right   now. ​​​​​​​ ”   She   informs   the   other   as   3PO   follows,   prepared   to   get   the   girl   whatever   it   is   she   may   please.

[kenoebi-a]

the force is telling obi-wan something bad is going to happen — quite frankly has been since he & qui-gon left coruscant for naboo. he knows his master would tell him to focus on the present, that he is just letting his anxiety rule him & he has been trying to. but he cannot shake the feeling.

he is not so lost in thought that he doesn't sense the handmaiden sitting next to him, so it does not startle him when she speaks. " i am fine, " he lies, a polite smile on his face. the girl does not need to be concerned about his worries. " i was just attempting to meditate. "

[naboochose]

“  Oh,   I   apologize.. ​​​​​​​ ”   Padmé   says,   curiously   still   looking   over   to   him,   unable   to   pull   her   inquisitive   gaze   away.   Padmé   had   heard   many   things   about   the   Jedi   growing   up   on   𝑁𝑎𝑏𝑜𝑜.   Mostly   good   things,   of   course,   but   it   wasn't   until   Obi-Wan   Kenobi   and   Qui-Gon   had   been   sent   here   that   she'd   been   able   to   meet   one. She   still   had   many   questions,   so   much   she   wanted   to   know.   But   she   also   knew   that   now   wasn't   the   time.   𝑇ℎ𝑒𝑦   𝑏𝑜𝑡ℎ   ℎ𝑎𝑑   𝑑𝑢𝑡𝑖𝑒𝑠   𝑡𝑜   𝑡𝑒𝑛𝑑   𝑡𝑜.

[killjedi-arch]

he had explained not once, but twice, that he wished for padmé to wait for him. although she didn't know it, there was still more that needed to be done to guarantee that the empire could be ushered in with little pushback. yet when he saw the familiar ship & sensed her on board, he knew he had to go out to her. he had to stop her before it was too late. as he ran down towards the ship, he couldn't help & wonder if telling her where he was going was a mistake, but he didn't allow those thoughts to linger for long.

as they got closer, he pulled her into himself. it was brief before he moved away from her but kept his hands on her arms. his brows furrowed as he shook his head. ❛ what are you doing out here ? ❜ he questioned her, but as he spoke, his tone remained soft.

you really know how to make me cry .

he swallowed and lowered his gaze from her as he waited and listened to what she had to say as a response. his breathing becomes heavy as it expells through his nose. his grip on her arms tightened as his hands began to shake while words hung on the tip of his tongue. he remained silent as his breathing continued to grow heavier & heavier. moments pass without him speaking, & the words remain somewhere inside of him.

❛ don't don't you say that, ❜ he whispered as a hand reached out & to hold her face. ❛ it was never my intention to make you cry, my love. don't you see what's happening ? how he's trying to turn you against me. he's filling your head with lies & making you confused. ❜

he looks away from her momentarily. his attention shifts up to the ship & down again as the hand holding her arm begins to remove itself. something felt off to the former jedi, but he kept that feeling to himself.

don't smile at me prompts , co - starring @naboochose as padmé amidala.

[naboochose]

Eyes   were   glossed   over   with   tears   that   threatened   to   slip.   Embracing   him   in   a   firm   hug,   the   warmth   from   Anakin   and   the   ashes   that   fell   around   them   in   the   distance   warmed   Padmé   up   quickly,   a   stark   difference   to   the   cold   emptiness   she'd   felt   on   the   ship   she'd   piloted   to   get   to   where   her   lover   told   her   he'd   be.   '𝑃𝑙𝑒𝑎𝑠𝑒,  𝑤𝑎𝑖𝑡  𝑓𝑜𝑟  𝑚𝑒.'   She   could   hear   his   request   ringing   in   her   ears   till   her   stomach   dropped   and   she   couldn't   bear   it   any   longer.   The   dread   and   fear   had   filled   her   to   the   brim,   the   what   ifs   were   torturing,   clawing   echoes;   she   couldn't   just   stand   there   and   wait   to   see   what   his   fate   may   be,   had   she   not   stepped   in.   Had   she   not   been   asked   to   step   in.“  Tell   me   it   isn't   true,   Anakin.   Please...  ”   She   whispers   out   to   him,   the   stray   threads   of   disbelief   desperately   clinging   to   Padmé's   aching   heart.   𝐒𝐇𝐄  𝐁𝐄𝐋𝐈𝐄𝐕𝐄𝐃  𝐇𝐈𝐌,   she   wanted   to   believe   him,   to   believe   it   was   all   a   lie,   a   nightmare. Though   he   didn't   know   it,   she   was   pleading   with   him   to   give   her   a   reason   to   stop   herself,   to   stop   this   reign   of   terror   he'd   sent   himself   on.