#motherliberty

[sahbe]

             She thought she was concealing it well enough,    feigning confidence just enough to eliminate the exhaustion.     She was never really one for taking things  slow,   anyway.     Much too many things to do between preparations and practice,     so as the handmaiden donned the queen’s wardrobe,   her gaze wanders over to the  true  queen.

    @motherliberty​       how  long  has  it  been  since  you’ve  slept ?

              “     And here i thought I was hiding it  so well.     ”     A jest in an effort to ease worry,   the decoy gives Padmé a reassuring smile.      “     I’m fine,   really.     ”

#ic. * #motherliberty #theeeeemmmmmmmmmmmmmm

[negotiaetor]

It’s  not  the  worse  pain  he’s  felt,  but  it’s  still  agonizing.  Fire  is  unforgiving,  and  some  part  of  him  knows  that  it’s  only  an  echo  of  the  pain  his  former  padawan  felt  as  he  lay  upon  black  glass  sand  and  was  consumed.  He  thinks  of  that,  the  thought  loud  and  persistent,  even  more  than  the  burns  on  his  flesh,  the  melted  cloth  against  skin,  the  way  the  heat  had  licked  at  the  entire  length  of  him,  his  arms,  his  legs,  his  face.  And  then  nothing.

Blissful  surrender  to  the  dark,  ushered  in  quickly  enough  that  he’s  not  entirely  sure  his  vision  of  Tala  above  him  is  real.  The  pain  isn’t  what  wakes  him.  It’s  the  phantom  smell  of  smoke  and  charred  flesh  and  when  he  opens  his  eyes,  it’s  unfamiliar.  He  groans  softly,  his  eyes  adjusting  to  the  low  light  of  the  room.  Ambient,  almost.  For  his  comfort.  But  he’s  not  in  a  hospital.  Nothing  so  luxurious.  A  drip  is  attached  to  him,  and  he  is  too  fuzzy  to  be  alarmed.  Pain  killers.  That  explains  the  acrid  taste  at  the  back  of  his  throat.  Something  beeps,  some  monitor  on  his  chest,  and  he’s  covered  in  bandages.  A  few  bacta  patches,  if  he’s  correct.  

“Erm,”  He  begins,  his  throat  scratchy.  He  tries  again,  louder  now.  “Hello?”  

The  door  slides  open  almost  immediately  and  standing  there  is  a  ghost.  It  can’t  be.  He’d  watched  her  die.  He’d  handed  her  body  to  those  entrusted  with  her  funeral.  He’d  seen  her,  ten  years  ago,  fade  from  life  before  his  very  eyes  and  yet,  it  can  be  no  one  else.  Framed  and  backlit  by  cool  white  light,  she  is  an  angel.  “Padmé?”  He  rasps,  his  voice  incredulous,  his  discomfort  immediately  forgotten.  He  moves  to  stand,  stumbling  to  a  half  standing  position,  using  the  bed  to  steady  himself,  whatever  sedative  he'd  been  under  lingering  still.  

starter for @motherliberty

#motherliberty

[solesnati]

starter call            -            @motherliberty​​​​​​

    ❝      .  .  .    do  i  know  you ?      ❞        there  was  something  about  her  that  seemed  so  familiar ,    like  with  Old  Ben  when  he  first  saw  the  strange  hermit  as  a  child .      an  answer  just  at  the  edge  of  his  awareness ,    something  that  seemed  like  it  should  be  so  obvious  yet  he  couldn’t  place  it .      it  was  more  than  just  feeling  like  he’s  seen  her  before ,    however          (      ------      though ,    that   feeling   was   strong   as   well .      he   looked   at   her   and   saw   another .      AREN’T   YOU   A   LITTLE   SHORT   FOR   A   STORMTROOPER ?      )          but  like  he  should  know  her .      the  Force  called  to  him  in  a  way  not  dissimilar  to  how  it  was  whenever  Leia’s  around .      strange ,    but  curious .        ❝      i’m  Luke  Skywalker ,    i’m  one  of  the  commanders  on  base  here .      ❞

#* &. i am ready. i can be a jedi! / in character #* &. originals era / a long time ago in a galaxy far far away #motherliberty

[saintsmoved]

he   and   breha   have   been   trying   to   think  of   a   way   for   padme   to   see   leia  ,    to   be   in   her   life  ,    without   arousing   suspicion.      it   seems   to   be   impossible.      not   only   is   padme   meant   to   be   in   hiding  ,    but   as   leia   grows   older  ,    now   six  ,    she   looks   more   and   more   like   her   birth   mother.      would   she   notice?      would   she   ask   why?      even   now  ,    on   holo   call   with   his   friend  ,    it   has   him   distracted.       out   of   sorts.        “      i’m   sorry      --      what   was   that?      ”

»           @motherliberty​​​    ♡      

#* » writing ( ... ) i will sing until the miracle comes. #* » verse / rebellion ... it's the goddamn fight of my life. #motherliberty

[jedimessiah]

@motherliberty​     /     plotted starter. modern verse. 

               𝚒𝚝’𝚜   𝚊   𝚖𝚒𝚛𝚊𝚌𝚕𝚎   𝚑𝚎   𝚜𝚑𝚘𝚠𝚎𝚍   𝚊𝚝   𝚊𝚕𝚕.   nerves   ate   him   from   the   inside   out,   anakin’s   fingers   &   eyes   glued   to   the   droid   counterpart   strapped   in   a   seatbelt   in   his   backseat.   years   of   his   studies   poured   into   his   invention,   nights   too   long   &   his   project   seemingly   impossible.   it   has   never   been   seen   before   despite   his   five   year   long   endurance   &   it   will   finally   be   today   that   he   unveils   it   to   the   city.   after   his   mother   passed,   anakin   was   left   only   with   the   brief   connections   she   made   through   her   political   life.   senator   palpatine   became   anakin’s   savior,   funding   his   university   tuition   in   the   name   of   his   dear   friend   &   allowing   anakin   the   opportunity   now   to   repay   him   with   the   show   of   his   work.   the   dinner   would   begin   soon   with   or   without   him,   though   he   cannot   bear   the   idea   of   an   empty   seat   &   disappointment   he   can   only   imagine.   

there   were   only   a   few   select   guests   that   would   witness   his   introduction.   senator   palpatine   himself,   a   few   companies   anakin   pitched   his   droid   to   and   a   few   other   curious   politicians   invited   by   palpatine   himself.   anakin   practiced   his   speech   tirelessly   for   weeks   leading   up   to   the   scheduled   dinner,   throat   raw   &   dry,   tongue   numbly   clinging   to   his   syllables.   confidence   never   was   a   problem   for   anakin   -   he   learned   the   language   of   business.   what   key   words   caught   the   eyes   of   eager   companies.   he   knows   that   once   he   begins,   he’ll   only   accept   victory.   

the   senator   clinks   his   water   glass   then,   bringing   attention   toward   the   front   of   the   dinner   table,   anakin   has   gone   through   his   speech   exactly   five   more   times   in   his   head.   

❛❛   i   do   believe   we   have   an   exciting   guest   tonight,         ❜❜         the   senator   says,   face   nodding   towards   him.   ❛❛      anakin   skywalker   has   brought   his   latest   creation   to   showcase   and   gift   to   myself.   anakin?   ❜❜

eyes   slide   across   the   guests   before   he’s   standing   &   tipping   his   wine   for   one   last   boost   of   confidence.   fingers   rest   on   the   covered   droid   standing   beside   him,   clearing   his   throat.   

❛❛   thank   you   all   for   joining,   ❜❜      he   begins,   gaze   sliding   to   meet   every   single   guest   with   unwavering   confidence.   ❛❛   the   future   of   droids   is   like   the   galaxy   itself.   the   more   we   search   the   more   we   find,   the   more.   .   .   to   discover   as   our   knowledge   grows.   as   an   undergraduate   at   kyber   university,   i   thought   about   that   push   for   knowledge   and   discovery,   and   where   that   would   take   me.   i   knew   i   wanted   to   make   droids,      ❜❜      &   now   anakin   smiles,   his   university   years   spent   in   his   mother’s   garage,   hands   aching   with   overuse   &   expensive   parts   scattered   across   the   floor.   ❛❛      but   droids   weren’t   new.   there   were   ones   for   assistance,   for   creating,   for   destroying.   just   about   anything,   really.   but   i   began   to   wonder.   .   .   what   about   droids   that,   like   medics,   are   intelligent   enough   to   understand   organic   species’   emotions,   change   their   analytics   to   match   &   serve   as   trauma   companions?      ❜❜

anakin’s   voice   has   quickened   just   slightly   -   excitement   evident   in   the   step   he   takes   forward,   in   the   slight   widened   eyes.   ❛❛   when   i   was   young   i   -   ❜❜

his   words   are   cut   when   he   hears   movement   that   does   not   come   from   their   table,   head   tilting   to   find   the   cause.   

#so that was a novel accidentally. #pls do not feel u need to match that omfg #moderb verse tba. #motherliberty

[negociateur]

// @motherliberty liked for a starter //

there's a bittersweet air about things as he stands there, in front of someone that he's spent the past years thinking he let down. there's a euphoria, a sweetness that swells at seeing her, but compiled with everything he's seen and been through, those aches come up again and it draws a saddened sigh from the once-knight.

"they'll always haunt me." the words come quietly, an admission. a secret shared, but with padme, hasn't there always been a safety in such things? "i don't think that ever goes away. i imagined with time that the ghosts might disappear, but they just seem to linger on." a shake of his head, and obi-wan straightens up, tries for a smile.

"but perhaps we don't have to linger on old hurts." tell her, you need to tell her what happened. he shuts down the thought, swallowing thickly. "let me tell you all about how wonderful your daughter was."

#𝐒𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐌𝐄 𝐇𝐎𝐖 𝐓𝐎 𝐁𝐄 𝐖𝐇𝐎𝐋𝐄 𝐀𝐆𝐀𝐈𝐍. ( exile arc. ) #oKAY I THOUGHT MAYBE IN UR SHE LIVES AU-- #could be tied to kenobi plot before he goes back to tatooine at the end-- #coz he cant be There and Not see her-- #motherliberty

[sahbe]

       This sigh isn’t concealed,   and made very evident so that Padmé could see it.     She didn’t like this idea one bit,    she’d much rather say by her side.     Dressed simple and plain,   the handmaiden finds herself pacing the room awaiting for the time that she had to leave.

       ‘  you  will  have  a  fine  time  of  it,  i  can  tell  you.  ’      @motherliberty​

       “    I don’t like this.    ”    she argues back,   stopping her pacing and hiding fidgeting fingers beneath long sleeves.     “    Why is it that you’re sending  me ?    Why not a guard ?    Is there something you’re not telling me ?    ”

#ˋ ic ‥ #motherliberty #ˋ 𝐕𝐄𝐑𝐒𝐄 ‥ II. #hi.

[caelestiad]

Welcome to my hub blog - on this blog you will receive ooc updates as well as updates about new blogs being added to my roster

Current roster:

Katniss Everdeen - The Hunger Games - @ofmockingashes

Claire Beauchamp Fraser - Outlander - @leighiche

Yennefer of Vengerberg - Witcher *anti-netflix - @cerbin

Kate Sharma - Bridgerton w/ book influence - @vexdlove

Inej Ghafa - Six of Crows / Grishaverse - @knifeathers

Padmé Amidala - Star Wars - @motherliberty

Diana Bishop - A Discovery of Witches - @chronolionne

Elektra Natchios - MCU/616 - @kenosky

Coming Soon:

Rose Tyler - Doctor Who

Koriand'r - DC

CARRD

[solesnati]

sticky situations         /         @motherliberty​ sent:  “   i’ll  try  to  find  us  somewhere  to  spend  the  night .   ”

    HE  HUGGED  HIS  ARMS  AROUND  HIMSELF  AS  he  hovered  closer  to  his  mother ,    wide  cerulean  eyes  looking  around  at  the  assortment  of  life - forms  milling  about  around  them .      there  were  so  many ,    and  they  all  towered  over  them .      some  eyed  them  in  a  way  that  made  Luke  nervous .      he  wasn’t  sure  why  they  were  there ,    but  he  knew  his  mother  had  it  taken  care  of .      still ,    at  his  mother’s  words  the  boy  looked  up  nervously .        ❝      is  it  safe  here ?      ❞

#* &. play back the entire message. / answered asks #* &. i am ready. i can be a jedi! / in character #* &. rebel child / rebellions are built on hope #motherliberty

[jedimessiah]

just some partner tag drops. more to come if anyone wants one and we interact enough. just ask!! 

⟶   true love partakes of terror.   |    attachment: jedialone. ❯

⟶    i would know him in death at the end of the world: he is half my soul - as the poets say.   |    attachment: stargone. ❯

⟶   it is too late to turn you out of my heart. part of you lives here.   |    attachment: motherliberty. ❯

⟶   you are the heartbeat i listen to beneath my ribs.   |    attachment: nabxrrie. ❯

⟶   what lovers we were. then something shattered and it all went so awry.   |    attachment: stargone and nabxrrie. ❯

#⟶ true love partakes of terror. | attachment: jedialone. ❯ #⟶ i would know him in death. at the end of the world: he is half my soul - as the poets say. | attachment: stargone. ❯ #⟶ it is too late to turn you out of my heart. part of you lives here. | attachment: motherliberty. ❯ #⟶ you are the heartbeat i listen to beneath my ribs. | attachment: nabxrrie. ❯ #⟶ what lovers we were. then something shattered and it all went so awry. | attachment: stargone and nabxrrie. ❯

[withoutpeer]

𝚆𝙷𝙰𝚃 𝙺𝙸𝙽𝙳 𝙾𝙵 𝚃𝙾𝚄𝙲𝙷 𝙳𝙾 𝚈𝙾𝚄 𝙿𝙾𝚂𝚂𝙴𝚂𝚂 ?

WARM TOUCH.     you are the embodiment of a cozy blanket and warm sunshine on a cool day. you give the best hugs, they are truly powerful. you embrace others with your big heart and feel everything to the max. you have a gift for uplifting others and raising the mood of whatever situation you are in. you can easily read the room and give your attention to who needs it the most. you are a joy to be around. others feel at home around you, which leads to lasting meaningful relationships. sometimes, though, you neglect yourself by putting others first. you feel that you will not be loved if you don't care for others. it can be hard to constantly put up a happy facade, i know. but remember, you are worthy of love.

tagged  by :   @jedilone​

tagging :    @irrfahrer​  / /  @viaminvenia​ (breha)  / /  @galaxycrxss​  / / @motherliberty​  / /  @dracharenae​

#headcanon #|| haha crying acctually

[crimefightrmoved]

personally just love being a menace to @shelightning / @motherliberty  / @peaceseekr 

#IDK PAIGE U HAVE A LOT OF BLOGS AND I LOVE THEM ALL SO #I AM THE GODDAMN BATHOLE 〉ooc .

[sithdestined]

"Sometimes I wonder if the Republic even cares about the slaves in the Outer Rim," Anakin confessed. He didn't mean her, never her, but everyone else...they seemed ambivalent. At best, nothing ever seemed to change and at worst, they were actively ignoring it. He picked at a thread on his tunic. "I know you'd end it if you could, but you can't do it on your own. I wish the Jedi would. I wish I could go back and free all of Tatooine."

starter for @motherliberty set during their trip in aotc????

[oletherois]

@motherliberty › liked for a starter.

the jedi knight quietly stepped into the apartment he had come to call his own ; trying his best to stay as quiet as possible, hoping to surprise his wife with his early return to coruscant. he wasn’t expected to return for another week or so, but the council had wished for their jedi generals to briefly return to the temple, giving anakin the chance to surprise his wife and spend what little time they had before he was called back to the front.

he slowly stepped through the door frame to their veranda, eyes meeting her back and a soft smile tugged at the corner of his lips. quickly his head snapped over to threepio, who had already spotted the jedi’s return but anakin was quick to raise a finger to his lips, in hopes of keeping the droid silent as he approached padmé. silent steps were taken, until he was close enough and ever so gently, he wrapped his arms around her, pressing his chin down upon her shoulder.   ❛ guess who? ❜

#motherliberty #› 𝐯𝐞𝐫𝐬𝐞 ––– if i am burned by its fire ; i will fly on scorched wings. #› 𝐭𝐡𝐫𝐞𝐚𝐝 ––– motherliberty 01. #welp #this is too soft and #it's fucking me up #but if you'd like something else paige #just msg me ! ! #i just kinda winged #something soft :)

[bellassan]

@motherliberty | starter call

“You know Anakin Skywalker?” 

That shouldn’t be surprising, Ferus supposes; from what he can tell most everyone knows of Anakin, even if few seem to know him as a person. But Ferus did know Anakin and that’s what sparks his curiosity.

He remembers him very differently from the way he’s portrayed on the news these days. That’s probably why he asks.

“So is he the hero they’re making him out to be?” 

#clone wars timeline but idk context haha #listen ferus just needs to get to roast anakin to someone who will probably defend him #it'll be interesting #motherliberty #motherliberty; 05 #*you never get the smell of it off you (clone wars)

[solesnati]

    DARK  ATTIRE  WAS  TATTERED ,    THE  EMBLEM  on  his  shoulder  had  all  but  been  scratched  off  with  only  fragments  remaining .      if  it  weren’t  for  the  familiar ,    general  construction  of  his  uniform ,    one  might  not  have  known  the  fragments  once  formed  the  Imperial  insignia .      it  had  been  all  he’d  known ,    the  only  life  he’d  ever  had ,    but  then  he  realized  what  could’ve  been .      what  had  briefly  been .      a  life  on  Tatooine .      a  sister .      a  family .      what  and  who  he  would’ve  been  had  the  Empire  never  found  him  was  something  Luke  would  never  know ,    and  the  grief  from  that  was  staggering ,    as  was  his  anger .      the  others  gave  him  a  wide  berth ,    his  power  and  reputation  at  his  father’s  heel  was  not  unknown .      he  avoided  them  as  well ,    still  struggling  to  come  to  terms  with  this  change  of  pace .      Luke  sat  alone  in  the  Millennium  Falcon  at  the  game  table ,    gloved  hands  resting  on  top  of  the  dirty  surface .      he  knew  @motherliberty​​  had  joined  him  before  he  saw  her  or  heard  her  light  footsteps ,    but  he  did  not  look  up  when  she  joined  him ,    not  until  her  voice  washed  over  him  like  a  gentle  breeze ,        ❝      look  at  me .      ❞        bright  blue  eyes  shining  with  unshed  tears  lift  from  his  hands  to  her ,    features  sent  in  a  deep  frown .

#* &. play back the entire message. / answered asks #* &. i am ready. i can be a jedi! / in character #* &. sith / the dark side is strong in my family #vader raised luke who escaped? #motherliberty #* &. error 404. writer not found. / queue