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the electricity that seems to sparkle and fizz between them is nearly enough to draw her cares away from those who surround them. to throw caution to the wind and be with him, free as a bird --- though the rational side of her knows this is not a bright idea, nor a very possible one. not for either of them.

words spoken into her ear send a tickling down her spine, her teeth sinking down into her bottom lip as her eyes narrow in his direction. a dangerous game he's playing, indeed. ❛ if you so dislike the idea of boring me, then i'm certain deliberations won't be in order. ❜ amber hues meet the deep, deep blue of his beautiful eyes and she can't quite help the way her smile lights up for him.

❛ i think my office would be an entirely suitable location. though i must inform you that i will require you to tell me what is on your mind the moment the door shuts behind us. ❜ she says to him, head turning to look in his direction as they near the hallway on which her office is housed. ❛ is that understood? ❜ @negot1ator

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locked in conversation, sweet smile upon her face as she speaks with senator organa, she doesn’t notice the other man heading in their direction until he is already there. she hopes the way her eyes brighten upon hearing his voice is not so telling as she feels that it is. ❛ general kenobi — ❜ she says in delighted surprise — he is so full of himself, this one. amber eyes search his face and she knows that he has come to collect on the guise of some half baked excuse to get her alone. but she cannot help but love it. love him.

❛ bail, you’ll have to excuse me. i’ll return as soon as i’m able. ❜ awarding him another flash of a smile before turning back to obi wan. ❛ shall we? ❜ she takes her spot next to him, walking along the corridor, turning to him the moment they have rounded the corner, out of ear shot of the other senator.

❛ and to what do i owe the pleasure, general kenobi? ❜ she shoots him a quick look, a dangerous smirk plastered across her lips.

the cobalt marbles of his eyes feel as though they're melting under the warmth of her radiant gaze. his lashes flutter like a padawan in love. he can't help it. he is coddled by the sight of her like a serpent to the flute, seduced by the playful jaunt of her smirk, bewitched by the ethereal glow that surrounds her. his eyelids crescent as he holds her gaze for much longer than intended; but a ripple in the force urges him to look ahead, a stern warning of wandering eyes, probing gazes . . . this was no place for an impromptu, no doubt mountingly intimate conversation between a senator and a general. for now, kenobi molts his loverboy skin to step back into his militant bravado, gently towing the delicately beautiful senator along. his eyes remain forward so as not lose sight of his current cause.

❛ coincidentally, it is the invaluable pleasure of your company that i seek, . . . senator. . . ❜   the platonic moniker of 'senator' is spoken with an audible air of regality if only to maintain their façade. so far, from what he can tell anyway, their clandestine affairs remained opaque to those around them. he nods with the nobility of a king at his cavalry. then, in passing a clot of particularly critical senators, he turns his head so that his words may more efficiently reach earshot, and her earshot only.  ❛ though i'm sure i might actually be able to deliberate yet if your heart were truly set. it would certainly pain me to bore you . . . ❜   a cheeky confirmation of her initial suspicions . . . but the dangerous smirk he plies her with is fleeting as he scopes warily through his peripheral vision.   ❛ perhaps your office would be a more suitable location for these . . . discussions? ❜

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locked in conversation, sweet smile upon her face as she speaks with senator organa, she doesn't notice the other man heading in their direction until he is already there. she hopes the way her eyes brighten upon hearing his voice is not so telling as she feels that it is. ❛ general kenobi --- ❜ she says in delighted surprise --- he is so full of himself, this one. amber eyes search his face and she knows that he has come to collect on the guise of some half baked excuse to get her alone. but she cannot help but love it. love him.

❛ bail, you'll have to excuse me. i'll return as soon as i'm able. ❜ awarding him another flash of a smile before turning back to obi wan. ❛ shall we? ❜ she takes her spot next to him, walking along the corridor, turning to him the moment they have rounded the corner, out of ear shot of the other senator.

❛ and to what do i owe the pleasure, general kenobi? ❜ she shoots him a quick look, a dangerous smirk plastered across her lips.

❛ pardon the interruption, senators. . . ❜

hands perched behind an erect back, ever the diplomatic obi wan kenobi approaches at the haunches of either senator with his head bowed in reverie. ❛ ----but in light of the recent events brought forward by the senate, i'm afraid i must request senator amidala's attention at once . . . on behalf of the order, to be sure. ❜ he gently claps a reassuring hand upon senator organa's shoulder. ❛ rest-assured, senator organa, you have my word only to borrow. far be it from me to intercede a meeting of honorable minds. ❜

in a brief exchange of amiable nods with the venerable bail organa, obi wan extends his arm toward padmé. it's all he can do from keeping his heart from clamoring through his armor toward the palm of her hand when their gazes cross. then, softly, ❛ my lady? ❜

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it   is   FASCINATING   what   twenty   dollars   will   get   you   at   the   county   recorder’s   office .

codecracked  :   independent ,  mutually  exclusive  rp  blog  for  robin  buckley  of  netflix’s stranger  things.   18+.   penned  by  reed.

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anyway I remade robin lmao @robinbckley

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bc I only have like five followers on here anyway, have these pics I took the other night after doing my make up at 3am in a fit of mania

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I miss.... robin buckley

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The person I reblogged this from deserves all the good things.

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I feel like kasee has sneakily been plotting my return to robin for months now behind my back

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Steve Harrington....... I love you

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My anxiety has been so bad lately and honestly idk what I'm gonna do :(

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reminder that you’re wonderful and doing an amazing job

Reminder that I adore you ???

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@yellowbrckrd and i's friendship is having conversations happening in two different chats, tumblr IMs, and on tiktok all around the same time ,,, we are unstoppable

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I have no memory of my mother. I never knew her.

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she seems to melt into him, his body, his kiss. letting all sense be drawn from her body, leaving only desire and the truest love felt for this man behind. porcelain she may seem, though she winds her arms around his neck, allowing him to draw her ever closer, to be near to him, pliable and weak at the knees. she cannot think of a man more worthy of her love, and though that may be her own biases talking, she likes to think that it is still the truth. she has spent so much of her life on responsibilities, on doing what is right for the greater good of the galaxy's people that she has little thought about what she herself wants. and what she wants --- is him.

when he pulls back, her arms remain clasped behind his neck, her cheeks rosy, flushed with adoration. she believes her heart may beat right out of her chest, butterflies swarming from her insides. ❛  yes. ❜ she says, voice breathless, soft, as the brightest of her smiles takes hold of her features --- exuberant and starry eyed. ❛  yes, i will go with you. ❜ soft giggling escapes her before she is tugging him closer once more, her lips finding his in another kiss --- a testament of her love for him. overcome with that affection, how can anyone blame her for acting in such a way?

❛  i love you. ❜ is whispered so tenderly against his lips, it may be missed by anyone but him.

perhaps he should feel guilty for feeling so buoyant even in light of such a grim outlook. he can't help it: this is the last good thing that remained. her words fill him with such bliss, such rapture that he must act. it becomes too great to resist any longer . . . hardly restrains himself from propelling forward to catch her lips in his own. it’s a deep kiss that ensues, has him pressing his free hand into the small of her back to draw her closer. his arms encircle her, cradling her like the delicate porcelain she is . . . and then, after a beat, he slowly retracts, eyes assessing her expression to gauge her reaction.

❛ yes, well. i suppose the only thing left to do is ask. ❜ he observes sheepishly, vestiges of a humored smile lingering before vanishing altogether. his gaze plummets hell bound as he captures each of her hands in his own. despite her syrupy assurance, there is still a wave of remorse that washes over him as he prepares . . . a beat to savor the moment before a dream is made a reality. fear and faith do not belong in the same sentence; obi wan is a man of remarkable faith, an infectious optimist at his best; these sacrifices will be worth while. he meets her warm gaze, brows bending with the weight of his impending query, ❛ will you go with me, my love? ❜

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@h1ghground

As a friend, Emma, that, I fear, is a word…

EMMA. (2020)  Dir. Autumn de Wilde

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how could she not at all consider this on his behalf, as he is so close to her, their faces mere inches apart? as he tells her that he loves her? she finds herself breathless, her head foggy with desire, though she isn't sure she would consider things any differently if he weren't looking at her as if she were everything in the entire galaxy that he wanted.

to go with him is to abdicate her senate seat. to leave her position, to find herself somewhere else, to be set down a different path. and perhaps that wouldn't be a bad thing. she could not give up her mission entirely, but perhaps this could lead to better ways she could help. better ways to over throw the corruption taking hold of their government.

❛ obi wan --- if what you're saying is true, diplomacy may soon see its end. if it does, i'm not sure my senate seat will be as impactful as we may hope. ❜ she looks downward momentarily, steeling herself for what comes next. ❛ perhaps i would be more useful --- for everyone --- if i were to go with you. ❜ amber hues find his, unable to help the way she shifts ever so slightly closer to him. the way she's pulled toward him. ❛ i love you --- more than you could possibly know. i can't imagine my life without you. if you would ask me to choose, i could only choose you. ❜

delicate fingers impressing upon the burning flesh of his cheek is enough to encourage him to look at her. he peels her hand from his face, capturing it in his own two hands as if it were made of porcelain. and his gaze meanders over the tender sight with a musing smile . . . they could steal away into the night right now like a couple of adolescents . . . like he'd done when he was a padawan; fueled by the same familiar giddiness that currently has him by the bridle, makes him feel invincible. but they must do this right. and moreover, she must be set in her decision. any hesitation would be right to pop this balloon, and he would not push . . . all of her earlier points still stood tall, even in reversed roles. he could not take something from her if she wasn't entirely certain she was willing to live without it.

his hand meets the bare crook of her neck and clavicle, crown bending to meet her face to face, nearly closing the gap between them two. ❛ padmé . . . please. i urge you to consider this carefully, and not only on my behalf. ❜ his tone is urgent, but his eyes are honeyed. . . raptured by the sight of her in such close proximity. his hand trails from her neckline to meet hers at her side, thumb idly grazing the knuckles of her lithe fingers. his forehead meets hers. ❛ i love you, . . . with all the force i am verily capable and even more, but please . . . do not let me derail you from your dedication. i couldn't bear the thought of what might breed if you do. ❜ resentment was as dark a side as any. and she is the mother of the rebellion, after all. an important asset to the senate. an important voice to be heard with even more important things to be said. if anyone could intercept the chancellor, it was her. ❛ i will understand entirely if you do not wish to come. . . but if it were so, . . . then i should think you'll have made me the happiest being in all the galaxy. ❜

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not ignoring canon nor strictly adhering to it, but a secret third thing (taking the small bits and crumbs canon barely spent time developing and running absolutely hogwild)