#padme and her handmaidens

[ocd-kenobi]

Padmé's feelings about her upcoming wedding, noticeably lacking in concrete "I love him" thoughts.

#queen's hope #i love the way this author writes padme so much #this whole series is a breath of fresh clean air #full of oxygen #padme and her handmaidens

[ironborealis]

Lineage Cousins AU pt.2

Part 1: (link)

The Council is calling it a 'sabbatical' -- a chance for him to rest, reflect, and 'recover' from the stress of Galidraan and Komari being found unfit for Knighthood.

Only a senior padawan, Komari had slain twenty well-trained Mandalorians in their armor on that snowy battlefield. Then she'd turned to him, smiling brightly and so very proud and he'd known that things were about to go horribly wrong. He could see in her eyes that what she wanted was more than just the approval of her master -- she craved something from him that he could never provide her.

He'd dispatched his second, Master Syldatna, to take Fett on to the Governor, as the Senate ordered, while he pulled Komari back into the ship -- one of the many mistakes he made that day -- to try and make the foolish girl see reason.

She'd kissed him as soon as the door to the ship had shut.

He'd pushed her away, tried to make her see that this was a silly fantasy brought on by a post-battle adrenaline crash and likely not enough meditation (his own master's cure all for every wor).

They would forget it ever happened and neither would speak a word of it -- no one, but especially not the Council had to know.

There was shame enough on his lineage for having lost his grand-padawan to Falling so recently, and he'd not double down on the disgrace by losing his own padawan to something as fleeting as lust.

Komari was strong-willed though, something he both admired and cursed about her at times. Trying to make her see reason with a calmly stated rational argument was rather like trying to hold onto sand with a clenched fist -- a futile effort.

He'd been blunt, the only way to get through to her when she got this way: After the battle today he'd been ready to nominate her for her Jedi Trials. All of that was now in jeopardy with the revelation of her inappropriate attachment to him. She had until they returned to Coruscant to decide whether to become a Knight or to chase a foolish fantasy that would never be.

He hoped it'd be an easy choice for her to make in five days. Yet, when she stepped before the Council he'd known with only the intuition that a master could have about their padawan that she'd failed him. With a grieving heart he informed the Council of her attachment. Her subsequent outburst at his 'betrayal' had killed any future she may have had as a Jedi Knight.

She'd stormed off to join a task force headed towards Baltizaar, hard-headed as per usual, determined to prove both him and the Council wrong.

At least she'd finally broken her unseemly attachment to him.

Then the Senator from Naboo had disclosed to the Council the terrible truth of Galidraan -- that he and his fellow Jedi had murdered hundreds of innocent Mandalorians and assisted in selling the sole survivor of the massacre into slavery. The Council had bowed their heads in collective shame and then interrogated him for hours trying to find some fault in him that caused the confrontation to turn into a conflagration -- unwilling to say a word against the Senate who had not only given him the poor intelligence in the first place, but had demanded the surrender of any survivors to the Governor. Surely, the fault for this catastrophe lay mostly with the Senate --

The Council had demurred and invited him to take a period of reflection, which then was formally extended into months once word had returned of Komari's death at the hands of the Bando Gora.

This unwanted "sabbatical" is really a chance for him to set all his affairs in order with the Council none the wiser. Jenza has been hinting for years that with their father gone there could be a place for him on Serreno. Their brother is certainly making a mess of it currently.

There's no denying that he's grown tired of the Council's scheming and politicking that saw Mace Windu promoted to a Council seat before him.

Perhaps he may even be able to do some good once he slips the Senate's leash on the Jedi.

He's sorting through his personal library, deciding on which book he should pass on to Jocasta for her collection and those that he will keep for himself when the message comes.

It takes him a moment to realize that his communicator is going off, a series of strident rings. He's of a mind to ignore it -- commiserations on the loss of Komari have been pouring in non-stop, to the point where he'd actually silenced the Sith-cursed instrument just to get some peace...

Except... there were very few who had permission to override his silencing of the damned thing... and none would do so without a good reason.

He digs through the stacks of books to retrieve the obnoxious little device with an aggrieved sigh.

The message is short:

.bandomeer.

.obiwan kenobi.

.the boy must be trained.

The brevity and lack of capitalization meant that it could only be Qui-Gon. Some excuse about the keys being too small for his fingers, if he recalls correctly.

How interesting that Qui-Gon should reach out to him now, after a decade of strenuously avoiding him without an explanation ever given.

Stranger still that Qui-Gon would recommend to him some initiate washout who'd wound up in one of the "Jedi" Corps... Qui-Gon knew how he'd felt about the Corps, Stars knew they'd had enough "debates" on their utility to the Order back when Qui-Gon was his padawan.

It's a week or so out to Bandomeer, to go and gawk at Qui-Gon's newest pathetic lifeform and try and figure out what about the child had enchanted his former padawan so.

What does a delay of two weeks really matter in comparison to leaving the place that has been his home for over 60 years?

***///***

The limited space aboard the ship means that there really is no escaping Kenobi -- they're sharing a berth space at the Queen's command, along with Anakin, although he suspected there was enough space among the ship crew's quarters for *one* of them to bunk down there instead...

He's careful to never leave Anakin alone with the man, even though he knows that it's illogical. Kenobi did not see him at his best the last time they met all those years ago on Bandomeer, and he won't have the man dripping poison into the boy's ears.

Kenobi has been thankfully reserved at every strategy meeting, his attention mostly focussed on his own holopad where he jots down notes that he doesn't share. Qui-Gon would accuse him of shirking his duties, were it not for the occasional well-thought out suggestion that Kenobi offers when the silence grows too long between himself, the Queen, and Captain Panaka, as they desperately grasp for any semblance of a real plan to defeat the Trade Federation that isn't dependent on an outrageous amount of luck.

He'd sworn to himself that he would be civil to Kenobi as befits a Jedi Master, but after four days his patience with his unwanted companion has grown as thin as a Tooka's whisker. Especially the last two nights when Kenobi has taken up with the Queen's handmaidens after dinner in the mess hall until late into the night. The mess unfortunately shares a wall with their berth, and he can hear their raucous games of sabacc, what he's pretty sure are poetry readings, and occasionally Kenobi's lilting voice singing lover's ballads --

Speak of the Sith and he shall appear.

Qui-Gon groans internally as the door slides open to reveal Kenobi performing the sort of overcomplicated bow down the hallway that would not look out of place in one of those Alderani "historical" holodramas.

"Good night, fairest ladies," Kenobi calls out -- and Force, Qui-Gon thought Rael was bad!

There's a flurry of giggles, before a chorus of "Goodnight, Ser Kenobi"s comes from the handmaidens.

He's mollified to note that Kenobi's garments are undisturbed, the folds still crisp. Not that anything too untoward could have happened in a place as public as the mess hall.

Tonight it seems the handmaidens have elected to play with Kenobi's hair, arranging it in a braid that encircles his head like a crown. Kenobi's hair is still too short to do a proper version of the style, and short pieces hair stand out from his head. The handmaidens have covered these in some sort of wax that makes them curl up sharply at the tips.

Kenobi looks like a sun-bleached Zabrak.

"Good evening, Master Jinn," Kenobi takes a seat on the bunk opposite of Qui-Gon's, and begins to undo the braid, held in place with what is revealed to be an alarming number of pins.

"Kenobi," he replies, but it comes out sounding hostile so he adds, "You seem to have been having fun."

Force, that came out even worse.

Kenobi lets out a vague hum in response, running his fingers along his scalp to break up the last of the braid.

"Rabé was eager to experiment. Apparently Stewjoni hair is supposed to be more naturally inclined to sculptural styles than their own, and Eritaé and Sabé decided to join in."

"Not Padmé, then?" He's glad that not everyone seems to have fallen for "Ser" Kenobi's charms.

"No, I rather imagine the Queen has other things on her mind than pantomiming Courtly Love."

Kenobi reveals the Queen's identity so casually that Qui-Gon barely resists the urge to suck at his teeth - he can feel the ghostly cuffing of Master Dooku's palm on the back of his head every time he's tempted to.

My padawan will not act like a common farmer was the frequent rebuke.

Judging by the length of Kenobi's hair -- it's practically tradition for young Knights with hair to let it grow untamed for a time once they're no longer obligated to wear the traditional padawan cut -- Kenobi must have been knighted two to three years ago.

Qui-Gon thinks he may have received an invitation, but he'd been terribly busy with the mess in Ankorhajj that he absolutely couldn't tear himself away to attend something as frivolous as a lineage brother being knighted.

Then Master Dooku left the Order shortly afterwards and there hardly seemed a point in reconnecting with Kenobi at all. Their Master hadn't even deigned to leave a note.

"They're teenagers," He scolds, because while Qui-Gon's not unfamiliar with the concept of 'Courtly Love' in the Naboo sense, he's also aware how quickly attachments can form. Attachment has been the downfall of so many in their lineage...

"They're children preparing themselves to fight in a war," there's a flicker of what can only be described as an 'infinite sadness' in Kenobi's eyes, before the anger that Qui-Gon remembers most about Kenobi as a boy burns it away.

"The Naboo make a sport of Courtly Love. I'm already a lost cause by their rules, since my vows as a Jedi warn me away from developing the sort of jealousy required to even be capable of 'love' by their definition." Kenobi sighs and his anger cools, his gaze becoming distant.

"If pretending with them for a few hours every evening, however, keeps their minds off the horror that awaits them upon return to Naboo, then it's no hardship for me to entertain them."

Kenobi's expression becomes haughty and Qui-Gon is unpleasantly reminded of their mutual master. "It should comfort you to know that Captain Panaka has volunteered to act as their chaperone. He stopped looking ready to disembowel me after a couple hours last night and tonight started regaling us with the details of the courtship of his first wife. A romance worthy of a holodrama I believe was the consensus,"

Kenobi melodramatically collapses back into his bunk as if swooning.

This conversation is not going any place where Qui-Gon thought it would. He feels like he should apologize, but he's concerned that if he gives even a little that Kenobi will take a whole parsec. Their master certainly knew how to, and made certain to teach his padawans the skill.

"I should not have been so hasty in my judgement," Qui-Gon settles on. "I do not know you well enough to make such judgements about your character."

"And whose fault is that, brother," Kenobi replies with only the faintest hint of bitterness, as he sits back up and begins to remove his boots carefully.

They both sit in the uncomfortable silence that follows as Qui-Gon fights the urge to feel stung by Kenobi's accusation.

There was a grain of truth to it after all, at least from a certain point of view. Kenobi had messaged him multiple times in the early years of his padawanship, but there had always been something more important that needed Qui-Gon's attention immediately. Once Qui-Gon found the time to write a response months might have passed and he frequently found himself with nothing to say at all.

Eventually, Kenobi got the hint and the messages stopped.

Force, why couldn't Kenobi be satisfied that Qui-Gon had found him a master to make him into a knight and leave it at that?

Kenobi has moved on, placing his boots at the end of bunk, and standing as he begins removing his leather obi.

Kenobi pauses, staring into the dim red glow of the wall chronometer for a moment, before looking over his shoulder at Qui-Gon with an absolutely wicked look on his face.

"It's ten in the evening, Master Jinn, do you know where your padawan is?"

#star wars #obi wan kenobi #star wars au #fanfic #star wars fanfiction #qui gon jinn #count dooku #yan dooku #Lineage cousins au #disaster lineage #Dooku is Obi-Wan Kenobi's master AU #padme's handmaidens #Padmé in her quarter life crisis playing the sexy version of Courtly Love with Anakin makes the black corset dress in aotc make sense OK #As well as everything that happens afterwards #Obi-Wan and the handmaidens are basically having a sleep over and playing Mystery Date

[coruscantrhapsody]

Sorry for the picture of a physical comic as opposed to a nicer quality Marvel Unlimited screenshot (I don’t have a subscription, so this is what we get)

But I’m, in a huge departure for me (😏),

Having Padme feels on Main

#obsessed with how literally EVERYONE in the gffa is like no they aren’t fooling anyone but they think they are and it’s cute #Dorme being like look #Padme allows herself exactly zero happiness most of the time #Anakin is as chaotic as she is and it’s a thing and it’s their thing and we need to let her have this #PART OF BEING IN PADME’S EMPLOY IS LETTING HER HAVE THE ONE THING SHE WILL ALLOW HERSELF TO HAVE #AND ACTUALLY ENCOURAGING IT BY KEEPING HER SECRETS #SHE DESERVES IT #god fucking sobbing #Padme amidala #Anidala #about Anidala #naboo handmaidens

[padawansuggest]

So. A PSA (idk what that means it feels right tho) about my time travel fic A Traveling Circus: when Anakin finally shows up to meet his Obi, obviously Boba is there too… and lately I been on the Vader/Boba train… which means that yes Boba is gonna get very shy and kiss Ani on the cheek and then blush about it for an hour.

You guys are allowed to take that however it feels natural too, but it’s def hinting something there. Because Boba loves his Ani. But mostly I’m just down with it cause the idea of him going shy and blushing for like an hour while Jaster laughs himself sick at his son crying that his baby is NOT allowed to date a Skywalker, look at all the damage they cause!!! Gremlins you cannot date!!!! Boba is gonna. He’s gonna grow up to *whispers* hold hands with him.

Scandalous. Naughty boys.

#my fics #a traveling circus #I don’t dislike him with Padme I’m just evolving lol #Padme can marry Sabe and be poly with her handmaidens #star wars #anakin skywalker #boba fett

[the-ipre]

hello everyone. when i see the phantom menace rerelease in theaters, no one will be safe. there will be a fifty mile autism blast radius.

#i will be going insane about so many things including especially padme and her handmaidens now i read books about them #and every time jar jar comes on screen i will clap and cheer for him in honor of my beloved partner

[merlyn-bane]

am i going crazy or are there really almost no characters that are roughly anakin's age?

#i am Struggling to populate this high school #i know aayla but i need her to be a little older bc of where i put bly #and i do have padme and sabe #probably gonna add a few more of the handmaidens #but #ugh #*screeching into the void* #i will happily be taking recommendations/ideas

[merrysithmas]

seeing Mon Mothma slay as a senator makes me sad for the life Padme could have had if she didnt get involved in the most toxic and deluded relationship with a dude who married her because he was projecting grief about his mother's death (lol anakin we love you, but no).

and she married him of course because she was desperate for some freedom in her life which had been utterly political since age 14 - she never got to grow or experience life as a child. she never really got anything but making war decisions as a literal child. of course she was a multifacted tragic character and fascinating - i mean she stood for so much good & law & order but then totally ignored/stayed silent on the murder of an entire Tusken village to get what she wanted emotionally. that's some really cool writing, honestly.

but as per the tragedy genre they were terrible together and truly didn't seem to know one another at all. they were one another's psycho-emotional crutch - not one another's spouse, and of course it ended as it did. not saying they didn't care for one another, they did ("There's still good in him", "Is she safe? Is she alright?") but they were obviously unstable and their dynamic wasn't built on genuine understanding or even true romantic love, imo. it was based on their own unsatisfied inner needs and projecting it on one another. a really interesting story dynamic that makes for compelling viewing.

Padme's political legacy as the Queen of Naboo/Naboo Senator/founder of the Rebellion is THE most important part of her character, and hopefully if she is alluded to at all by Bail or Mon this is mentioned. the fact that she began to mistrust the Senate/her marriage etc is such an important part of her character. i would love love love this!

super sad stuff! thanks star wars lol

#andor #padme amidala #actually what i really want is a Young Queen show about padme and her handmaidens #he family in naboo #the separation from the gungans #clovis! and her other LI that she mentioned to anakin in the lake country of naboo #was his name Palo? #i forget! #im not anti anidala i actually like their dynamic as it functions in a Tragedy and i think it makes for a cool story but they werent matched #they werent right for each other at all imo and TCW did a good job at showing that i think #i like their scenes and their weird little thing haha and how it condemns them #prime Unhappily Ever After viewing #and ofc if you genuinely ship them by all means im not hating i support u

[of-naboo]

She was almost asleep, warm and still a bit fuzzy around the edges, when she heard a noise like a door opening and shutting, and then the soft footsteps of someone who knew what they were doing crossing the antechamber outside of where she slept. She fought to stay still, to look like she was sleeping, and reached for the blaster that lay under her pillow.

There was someone in the doorway of her room.

Star Wars Queen's Hope, E.K Johnston

#star wars queen's hope #i understand why padme didnt tell Sabé immediately about anakin #but like at the same time it gave me so much anxiety #for this exact reason #like thats kinda a big factor into having her take your place during your mission #this is your (possibly) husband??? #I'll find out soon enough lmao but still #handmaiden sabé

[serendipity-by-chance]

She missed Sabé like she would miss the sun.

padme i know what u are👀👀👀

#star wars #padme amidala #padme naberrie #handmaiden sabé #shes so in love with her #it breaks my heart

[jaguarys]

Loving Padmé is so difficult when you're an Anidala Hater first and foremost. Like yeah lemme analyze this woman without acknowledging her most important canonical relationship. I'm trying

#i sure wish she was her own independent character outside her relationships. yippee #anyways. that's why the ek johnston novels solo #personal #and ALSO why the handmaidens solo #padmé amidala #padmé naberrie #star wars #star wars padme #sw prequels #anidala #fandom: star wars #type: other

[ocd-kenobi]

I would read hundreds of pages of this lesbian erotica even if there weren't three canonically lesbian characters involved, but there are

#queen's shadow #padme and her handmaidens

[inebranlabl]

Zinniè/ Duja waiting patiently for @alootus

#⭒✧ — countenance » duja #Don't mind me as I continue to set up. #But here. Meet the one handmaiden that we never actually meet because she dies in the book before Padme can reach her. :')

[ahsoka-in-a-hood]

There are many different great options for raising the twins, but consider: the handmaidens. Luke & Leia & their five moms.

#naboo handmaidens #padme amidala #She's hiding among them but shh no one knows which is the birth mother they all claim them #leia organa #luke skywalker #Something soft about Padme falling back into her old safety net after her world falls apart #something something Anakin and Padme both isolated themselves in their secrecy and turned away from their friends and family but #a Padme who lives could choose a different path #I was gonna try and tag individuals but I am stumped by accents #fics i'm not writing

[flowerflamestars]

WAR PAINT snippet

Padme weighed it in her hand, pleasure shaping her mouth. Not even the accursed, disfiguring lines could hide it. “Do I want to know,” Padme asked, finding his eyes gleaming out the shadows, “Where you got money?” It was his own funds. Just because the guards were not careful enough not to notice Maul stealing one of the little bracelets Naboo used to transfer payment and stripping it to his purposes before reveling in the sheer amount his ill-suited work had earned- well, they would not stop him. Maul had been trained since birth. “Perhaps I stole it.” She smiled, teeth stark against the single vertical streak of scarlet across her bottom lip. “As the soulmate of the Queen? No. Because I wouldn’t take it.” Naturally not, infuriating creature that she was. Maul was not an idiot. A tip of the bottle toward light, a little sigh escaping her as the sunlight painted a carmine nearly black, before Padme wrestled out the stopper and the room filled with red. Velvetly heat captured in a scent, ground resins bound in oil, stronger that the fashion for lightness that suited her not at all. “Oh,” Padme laughed. It was only then he could let himself stalk forward. Give into the mad, driving urge to reach, capturing her face. Padme, foolishly, did not baulk, that delight immediately refocusing upward at him until Maul, gentle, compressed her bottom lip, dragging his thumb through layers of false color to find that true ruddy pink below.

#teen nightmare gonna teen nightmare #he's SO rude and SO in love #Maul at war with the handmaidens who want to pierce his ears #with the concept of jedi #with goddamn red on Padme that is THE WRONG COLOR #with sweet perfume and kindness #she's sooooo smitten and very intrigued #thats her murder babe getting even more musclely and healthy and giving her present and threatening to rip out peoples throats #HERS #padme/maul

[yourfairygodmotherorsomething]

here is a moodboard I made based on the fact that I feel like there should be more water themeing in padmé’s costumes

naboo is a world with a water core, with an amphibious indigenous species, and actual sea monsters! padmé deserves to dress like a sea queen!

#my biggest pet peeve with padme’s wardrobe is that they spent far too much time apropriating shit and also trying for nostalgia points in #linking her to leia when they should have dressed her like a person dresses #it should be more cohesive! #so any time I’m thibking about her costumes it’s with this constant irritation in mind #naboo #the naboo #I have A LOT of ideas about naboo fashion tbh #padme naberrie #padme amadala #queen amadala #royal handmaidens

[sithbian]

simply thinking about being padme's handmaiden and having no identity. youre 14, sacrificing yourself if it means saving your planet. you have no identity beyond being the same as 5 other girls who look like you. youre the queen but youre merely a body meant to keep the Original safe when it comes down to it. when youre not playing the queen, youre meant to be in the background and nobody.

#.txt #like. they were 12-14 when they became handmaidens/queen #the aspect of the handmaidens deciding whoever is dressed as amidala is her as opposed to padme always being her is so fascinating #like they all were the queen but they werent but they were