But Padmé—fierce, sad, beautiful Padmé—was dead, too.

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But Padmé—fierce, sad, beautiful Padmé—was dead, too.
concept art for Padme Amidala
13-18/100 photos of the gorgeous Ben Barnes
iustxs:
❝ hmm…maybe i’m just magic. ❞
she grinned at him; pausing to switch objects, her taking her satchel from his hand and replacing it with a coffee cup, while managing to shrug the bag’s strap over her shoulder.
his look didn’t register until after the fact; she was making sure everything was still in place in her bag and her hair fell in her face.
when she looked up, the corner of her eye saw him, and she could feel her cheeks turn the slightest bit crimson.
❝ oh, i don’t know…crash and burn? ❞
she winked at him then; linking her now-free arm with his and took off down the sidewalk towards her flat.
unease was gone so very quick at the sight of her smile.
oh how he enjoyed the way that she took charge, let herself do whatever she pleased; him along with. it had led to many adventures that he treasured now and the friendship that bound them together. so he let her lead, allowed himself a bit of break from the position of director and let bella just be.
so he laughed, pushed aside the sting of darker thoughts, of his brother’s call and the implications that he’d brought up. paden threw out the thoughts of the paper that he still needed to reedit, the help that his father had requested at the hospital and all other things. and focused on her.
❝ positively true, I imagine. ❞
which was true. she was steady and sure and the only constant thing in his life in a long long while. and he planned to keep her there for as long as she’d allow.
❝ I’d lose my marbles in a few days time. and come running back to you. ❞
her arm was upon his and so steady that with certainty in them that it caused his smile to return in true. he leaned down to her then with a loud whisper and a wink of his own.
❝ there would be begging. and tears a plenty. ❞
star wars rule 63: prequel trilogy
This has been lying around my harddrive for way too long, but I finally got around to colouring it! (just experimenting with a bunch of different things and inspired by SW concept art books :))
…. sometimes I suspect the reason for all these AUs is partly an excuse to draw the Mustafar duel a million times in marginally different ways.
Important otp thing:
Who cries at the wedding
There’s nothing that I’d take back
But it’s hard to say there’s nothing I regret…
It is something she cannot forget, will not be able to wipe from her memory. The world is burning, and it is in part, her fault. Her hands have not done this, torn all apart, but her life, her existence and the threat of smothering of it has. Thoughts of her have destroyed all she would have died for.
Don’t save me Ani, I don’t want it. Not at such cost. No, not for this.
{{ Padmé Naberrie Skywalker is my favorite Star Wars character. I’ve cried and laughed along with her and I’ve found that my love for her to be everlasting. She’s mine and I am hers. So, I’m sorry for the abrupt hiatus. It had nothing to do with you all, nor my love for SW or this woman. It centered on the stress in my life and now that I’m free of most of it, I’m happy to return here. All my threads are still continuing, unless you want them ended, and you’ll find me making icons and working on drafts now. I’ve missed you all. }}
#if i could force choke people #i would use it on people who keep using ‘amidala’ as padmé’s real name #it’s a fucking regal name #not her real name #there’s no padmé amidala skywalker #is padmé naberrie skywalker #amidala stands for itself #what’s so hard to understand about it for gods sake #it ruins every fanfic i read #get it right pls
bloodthirstygod:
"Merely Padme? Clearly you are far too modest."
He still didn’t recognize the name, in the galaxy last names were certainly more famous than firsts. considering titles usually replaced them. not that he could blame her. if anything she was being smart. he wouldn’t trust himself either. in her position.
“you can call me Ares.”
“Merely? Oh, you think to know me so well?”
A small laugh accompanies the words, an actual pleased smile turning her red lips. It’s amusing to have herself so unknown and able to be open. A small and quiet freedom; one that allowed her to simply be Padmé. A thing she had not been in a some time.
“So I shall. Are you hiding as I am, Ares? ”
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First let me say...
You are all so lovely, even if you aren’t on this physical ( if one can call a post on the internet ‘physical’ ) post, you are wonderful. I want you all to know that. And from the very bottom of my heart, thank you for following me. For sticking with me for a year, or even less than a year, just thank you. I appreciate the hell out of all of you.
S p e c i a l D e d i c a t i o n :: Husband.
ofliesandarborgold | mayxrcarcetti — Laura — I love you. I love writing with you, talking with you, perving over Aidan with you, perving over Natalie with you, and god damn, you know I love our ship. I feel very blessed to know you, and I hope that never, e v e r changes. You are my Husband and I am your Wife, I am yours and you are mine, and I don’t think I’d enjoy this first year half as much as I do today without you. Your muse is the King of my muse’s heart, and not many may rule there, but Petyr does, and Margaery and I are forever blessed because of that. ( And yes, throwing out the icon of the manip I did; is it not beautiful? This god damn ship. )
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He tells me I’m beautiful like its a fact, not a compliment.
(via goinqinsane)
cxstalides:
❝ oh, paden. ❞
❝ i know how you feel. i know exactly how you feel. ❞
when the drinks did arrive, she promptly paid the waitress and gathered both of the brown styrofoam cups in her hands; gesturing toward the door with her head.
❝ let’s go back to my place. i don’t think a cafe is an appropriate place to talk about a topic as sensitive as this. ❞
her eyes pleaded with him to follow; hoping he would get the hint as she turned on her heel and walked out the door, yelling behind her:
❝ could you grab my satchel, please? my hands are full. ❞
he absurdly wanted to cry. he felt the thought take hit him and nearly staggered under its sharp pressure in the back of his eyes.
she was so goddamn sweet and knew him so well that it was hardly to be believed. paden was an optimistic person in some regards and a pessimist in others, but with her, with bella it was so positive that it astounded.
❝ how do you always know the right words to say? the thing to make it so right? ❞
it’s an honest question and he wants to know so deeply that his gaze became a bit far too intense. embarrassed he turned attention to his jacket, fixed it upon himself, and lifted her satchel, pulled it to his hands.
❝ bella, what would I do without you? ❞
he did not look at her. but he was smiling.
nixreginam:
❝Oh Padmé. My only friend in this life. Thank you. I cannot even express my gratitude properly right now.
I fear I would have been lost without your friendship.❞
❝Such loyalty I give you without pause, my lady. You are just and kind and I fear not being led astray by you in word or deed. I will not falter if I follow where you lead.
So fear not asking a thing of me. If you desire something, I’ll peruse to it give to you.❞