#desireandduty.

[l0nglives]

it's all planned out. she, in detail, on her datapad she uses for school, typed out pros and cons about her choice of pet. she and luke are ten. her room is usually immaculate, barring being ill, and she's proven without a doubt everything she owns is always in mint condition. for all that fiery nature daddy's little krayt dragon ! in the way she goes about school, cleanliness, and the sort she's ... fairly mature. if mommy would ever allow her a pet, especially the one she wants, she has to convince her through more than just words, but actions, that she is capable.

and while it being orderly and regal isn't really first nature, or even second nature, to leia skywalker, she knows mommy will never take her seriously unless she makes a point that she's nothing short of serious. and she is. maybe it would've been suspicious on how easily ate her vegetables, or how she did her best to bite her tongue when luke clearly wanted to get under her skin as brothers often do, and how she braided and dressed herself. she's done it for a week.

( fine. she did slip up and call luke a baby bantha when he called her a womp rat and flicked her food at him through the force when he called her a sleemo daddy choked on his food and asked where luke learned that, and both twins chirped artoo ! and ... well, at least for the most part she was nothing short of mature and grownup for such a mature and grownup discussion. )

“ hello mother, ” she is about to be eleven. she is about to head off to university in two to three years, maybe shorter if her instructors had their way, so she ought to leave mommy and daddy and uncle bee-bee behind. not that mommy will ever be anything but mommy in her heart, but she stands so tall for one so little and young, holding her datapad to her chest as if she's another represenative requesting the padme amidala's time. if she appears stiff, well, she is stiff, unrelaxed. almost nervous. “ are you busy ? ”

@desireandduty !

[l0nglives]

mara's sleep is fretful throughout the night; it isn't the ridiculously fluffy bed, or the soft linens that never overstimulate her but soothe, and it isn't the sounds of waves lulling one into a slumber because usually she can only sleep by the sea. it's the kalavalian in you, her father had told her fondly. kalevala is full of beaches and right near the most active bay lies her ancestral home. normally it rains, or storms, so there is nothing to do than stay inside, but the times where the sun is at its highest and the weather is temperate ? it's beautiful, and the gray and dark blue undertones of the world shimmer in a sort of silver and sky blue. naboo, while more vibrant in both colors and personalities, has the same calming effect on mara, but for some reason sleep has eluded her on the first night.

she isn't a stranger to naboo. she's been here before when leia was allowed to bring a friend. and the times she's allowed to bring a friend with her to kalevala when it was her father's turn during school breaks, she brought leia. she can somewhat remember being four and watching from the window as the shuttle lands on theed thinking, this is the thing of fairytales and fables come to life ! as she makes her way down the stairs of the country home, partially covered with vines adorned with flowers with vibrant colors making it look exactly what a castle from a fairytale would appear as, she feels at ease. mostly, anyway, for someone who spent hours chasing sleep but to only toss and turn uncomfortably while her friend slept on peacefully.

while naboo is either humid at the worst of times, mild and warm enough to swim and not be too chilly and cool enough for a relaxing stroll, during the early morning hours and the late night it's chilly so mara holds her blanket around her to shield her from the early morning crisp air. well, it's cold to her, since most of the moons and planets in the mandalorian system she's grown up on are usually only humid, and coruscant is only stifling due to the overpopulated body heat that surrounds the city planet. she intended to be alone with her thoughts, but notices pad'voudu already making her way in the water and she can't help but smile softly. besides mama, and maybe bo'voudo and her late ba'voudou the former duchess, pad'voudo or aunt padme, since the woman has been in mara's life since she was a toddler is probably one of the most beautiful women in the entire galaxy.

she wonders if she'd ever be considered beautiful when she's older, which is weird since she never really cared before. she hasn't started to care 'til she met tristan wren the last time she visited krownest with bo'voudou months ago. he's older than her, around the same age of leia and luke, and suddenly she cares about how she looks. she can't sleep because she can't stop thinking about him. she doesn't want to think about him. she'd rather think about new ways in getting bo'vodou to let her use a jet pack. so when pad'vodou asks, did you sleep all right ? she huffs as if she's being asked to carry five thousand pounds of weight on her shoulders. “ i think there is something wrong with me, pad'vodou ! ” she falls to the sand and pebble covered ground, dramatically, wrapping her blanket around her tightly. “ how do you stop thinking about someone ? ” pad'vodou is old. surely she'd know.

Pad'vodou for @hen1chaer

It's a beautiful summer day on Naboo. A handful of puffy clouds scatter across a pure blue sky. The faintest of breezes will keep the sunshine from being too oppressively warm, and they carry with them the scent of flowers blooming on the vines that climb the walls and railings of most of the villa. Even though they only arrived at the lake house yesterday, as soon as breakfast is done, Padmé dresses in a simple swimsuit and makes her way down to the water. Just as she did when she was a girl, she plans to swim out to the island and back before lunch time.

As much as she loves her big, (most of the time) happy, extended family, one of the things she treasures about Varykino is the opportunity for peaceful solitude. This summer, the extended Naberrie-Skywalker clan (which included Sola, Pooja, Ryoo, Jobal and Ruwee) had also brought along one of Leia's friends, Mara Jade Kryze. Having three teenagers in the house felt almost as chaotic as having toddlers had. At least teenagers are easier to travel with, since they pack their own suitcases and carry them around, that sort of thing.

Padmé smiles to herself, remembering the look on Anakin's face when he saw just how many cases they were taking with them to Naboo. You'd think after 17 years together, he would have realized that his upbringing made him an abnormally light traveler. It's with this smile on her face that she climbs down from the rock she'd been poised on, intending to wade into the water for her swim. It's only then that she notices Mara approaching. "Good morning," she greets her with a friendly smile. "Did you sleep all right?"

[corruptedforce]

@desireandduty

Darth Vader was a looming figure, one that many feared throughout the galaxy. He was armored, heavily armored. He had been injured five years ago at Mustafar, and what had been put back together, well it hadn't been the best situation for him. But, the bacta and a few other surgeons one of the times he went off on his own, they had helped him regain more of his own body.

When he went out though or would be dealing with people, he stayed in the figure that the holonet talked about, though not everyone had seen.

He still breathed better on his ventilator, but he could be without it, for periods of times, now. He could breathe some room air, even outside of his meditation chamber. His arms, they were both still like his mechno-arm had been, and he'd customized it, same with all of his armor.

But, he could even take his suit off. He was just most comfortable in it. The Emperor said that one day, they would reveal his true identity, but the suit was what they needed to see, today. He was on his ship, The Executor, when he received word that the Inquisitors had captured some.

Who would have guessed they could actually do something?

But, he spoke with the Emperor and he was to go deal with them. He wanted Vader specifically handled it, told him he could let a couple go, execute some, as some were delegation members.

The Delegation. He fucking hated it and what it had done. Anything that had helped the conflict that was forming against the Empire, was worthless and he would not let anyone do anything to hurt the Empire. He buzzed in the imperial, telling him to bring them in, so he could handle it.

Maybe the emperor sensed that, he was uncertain lately and that him reminding people about order and falling in line, was a good thing.

[forcenexus-archived]

Jacob screamed into the trees. Magic on high alert as he did. It wasn't until he heard the woman's voice did he turn to face her and aim his crimson blade at her. "Unhand my wife and maybe I'll be gracious." The woman smirked and crossed her arms before giving him her name. Violet Prowell? What did that mean? He had a sister? His father never told him about anything remotely close regarding it. He blinked a few seconds after hearing his wife. Gold eyes warned her as he had a branch snap in half and fall on two of her men.

"I said let her go." He saw Violet give an eye roll. "Let her go." She finally had said, much to his own relief. The other Prowell didn't seem to care about her two men and just barked at them to shake it off. Figures, she didn't care. He was just happy to see Padme who had struggled against the man who brought her forward before letting her go with a shove.

"Who are you and what do you want?" He bit out finally as he watched his beloved run towards him. He instinctively pushed her behind him and stood his ground. "I said my name was Violet Prowell. I've been trying to find my dear brother for a very long time. Who knew he had the guts to stay in Camelot." Whatever that meant, he was happy to have his side. "Are you hurt?" He looked behind him for a second, still on guard.

"Cadgon would have said something about a daughter. He was too proud not too." A laugh was heard from her. Her men joined in. "Of course not, not if my mother was a druid like yours. He seemed to like the sort well enough. Having two children with magic would have looked badly on him."

@desireandduty continued from here.

[chosesun]

time travel wasn't easy. Luke had never done it before, but it was an option for them for once- to see if they could change the fate of the galaxy by stopping the death of Padme Amidala, his mother. unfortunately, the machine had taken Luke too far- he wasn't on the planet he was supposed to be when he came to, but that doesn't mean he couldn't make it work. he could still do his best to save his mother and save the whole galaxy in the process. he knows it could change the fate of himself and his sister, but it would be well worth it, if it meant saving everyone else in the process.

and who knows, maybe saving Padme would also mean saving himself- giving himself a chance to be raised by the parents he'd always wanted.

as he makes his way through Coruscant, he approaches a restaurant where a young woman is just making her way outside and his stomach flips at the sight of her. pulling out a hologram from his pocket, he looks at it and determines that she is, indeed, his mother. he puts it away and carefully approaches her, keeping his hands in sight at all times as he smiles up at her, his heart breaks at the sight of her beauty- the mother he never got to know.

"are you Padme?" he asks, even though he already knows the answer to that question. "my name is Luke S- my name is Luke." i'm here to rescue you, the words go unspoken as he looks at her. he could feel a pull towards Padme and he realizes with a jolt it's because she's pregnant and he briefly wonders if she knows that.

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[malka-lisitsa]

Plotted SW starter for @desireandduty

You know what's boring? Standing outside the senate for hours waiting for her employer to stop talking about whatever and head home. Katherine is casually debating putting some kind of gps tracker on this woman so she can keep tabs on when shes actually leaving and when she's still talking for hours. Literally Katherine could have gone and gotten lunch four times by now. And sure- what the Senator is doing is important but Katherine has things to do and places to be-

Finally she spots her target and pushes off the wall she was propping herself up with in her boredom. It doesn't take her long to fall in step with the shorter woman, thanks to her enhanced speed.

"Well if it isn't my favourite politician." The cheeky freelancer hummed.

She didn't announce the reason for her presence, if Katherine was there it was obvious why to anyone who needed to know. Sticking around in big cities where she has more than one bounty on her head is not her favourite past time.

[kylo-wrecked]

On Mother’s Day, the Solo clan plus Padmé all go out to eat and then come back to Padmé’s for the afternoon. Lil’ Benji and Gramma spend the time together in the kitchen making cookies and decorating them, before bringing them out for Ben to present to Leia. That’s the scene in my head. 🥰

*given the canonical kylo-wrecked seal of approval*

Leia will tolerate cookies. She will also stress-eat these cookies at 1:30 AM (classified).

Ben likes to bake and this is the way he learns.

Anyone else who calls him Benji (that’s besides Padmé, and possibly a future Beth Riley), is dead to him.

Not eating cookies,

D e a d. Forever.

[mvndrvke]

@desireandduty gets a starter! shmi + padme

Shmi worries about Padme. When she'd met her the first time, she'd been a young and idealistic young girl. But now, with years passed, she seems more troubled. More weighs on the young woman's shoulders. Even Shmi, still weak and recovering, can see that something is bothering Padme.

"He's been out there for awhile," she says, joining Padme by the window. She watches Anakin outside for a moment, head tilted slightly as he focuses on something she can't quite make out, before she turns back to Padme. "You're Padme, aren't you?"

[stars-written]

At first, she thought she was seeing things. Coruscant was a busy, bustling place, after all. Seeing two people, several meters apart, both heading to the same place was not uncommon. It didn't mean anything. She told herself this, over and over again, as she walked through the marketplace, blue eyes darting across the distance towards the Senator every so often.

And yet, no matter where the Naboo-native went, the figure also seemed to go. Cloaked in shadow and never more than a shop behind, the figure weaved through the crowd to march in time with the woman ahead of her. Nil-rae frowned to herself, a familiar voice whispering at the edges of her mind. Leave it, it said. It's not important. It's not your place. She recognized that voice all too well, deciding, very firmly, to ignore it.

She would be made almost immediately, or she hoped she would, by the entourage following her fellow brunette. A woman like that rarely went anywhere without a following of some kind. But still, she had to make herself known one way or another, even if it meant being dragged away in shackles immediately afterward. Stepping swiftly forward, she approached the representative of Naboo, calling out just loud enough to be heard.

"Senator!" Throwing her empty hands up to prove she had no weapon in her grasp, she paused as two flanking guardsmen stepped between her and the former Queen. "I'm sorry. I don't mean to intrude but..." Her voice dropped and she looked back, straining her gaze to pinpoint where the stranger had gone, unable to see them now that she'd gone and made a scene. Turning back toward Padme, she searched the woman's gaze, insistent in her tone and expression. "I believe there's someone following you."

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[hotchocolatejedi]

MY EXPERIENCE IN THE ROLEPLAYING COMMUNITY @valorums sent: 🌸 the blog/s that most inspires me

@valorums / @prodijedi / all of your blogs, tbh.

you managed to talk to me about the jedi & i understood something at such a conceptual level from one convo - i just adore all you do to weave lore & your own ideas into shi'al & redemptionverse dooku. both of these muses inspire me greatly to attempt my own lore & move through writing with grace, and i am eager to see how you write yoda and mace windu.

another inspiration? @sithdestined & @desireandduty, (they are a matched pair, fight me!) who have such intriguing threads, living settings and muses, and wonderful insights. masterfully concocted, megan & amy weave portrayals that make me wish i had such a command over luke's characterization. i study their writing to bring luke less out of himself, and more into the environment.

[sithdestined]

LIKE THIS FOR A STARTER UNLESS YOU'RE AMY!!!

[l0nglives]

💀 for Luke and Leia

for luke , canon-ishly : she will leave. she will leave , or die , or something awful will happen to her because he's just found his birth mother & doesn't want to say goodbye anytime soon. & then there is also the fear that , when he does think of the word mother , aunt beru's face appears in his head & he is afraid she would feel ... hurt because of that. which is silly & he knows it , but out of the twins , luke is much more cautious on how to go about padme as if she's porcelain than a red-blooded woman.

for leia , canon-ishly : that the alliance is asking too much of her. pot meet kettle much ? leia worries that her almost mythic status on naboo & the alliance , or how she's spent two decades bleeding herself dry , can & will take a toll on her. again , pot - meet kettle. she just wants padme to understand that she doesn't have to set herself aflame to keep others warm ; liberty isn't dead , it has only been taking two decades worth long nap. she also worries about vader's fascination with her & why it makes her so unsettled , but that is something to file away for another day.

[corruptedforce]

@desireandduty

Anakin had been quiet, since he and Padme started their journey back to Naboo. This time, they didn't have to take refugee transport, thank the force and could take one of her ships, which he obviously insisted on flying. He'd been quiet on the way back. He didn't know what to say to her, as he escorted her back. She had told him she loved him. Did she mean it? He needed to find out, but what if she didn't?

He was still getting used to his new arm, and he flexed it quite a bit. It wasn't that he was completely quiet. He just wasn't saying much, of substance. He figured he had a week or so, before he had to be back. He was healing, and couldn't go out on missions. They all knew what was coming: war.

Once they finally arrived back at Varykino, he grabbed the bags and he moved to set her bags in her room and went to drop his down in his...or that's what he meant to do. He set it in there, before going to find her.

I had someone open the windows and put your million bags in your room and my one bag in my room, Senator. Is there anything else you need, Milady?

[faithfulmaiden]

LOVELY DARLING IN A BUBBLE OF REVERIES &. RESPONSIBILITIES — how endearing is the adventurous spirit of this who defies risks &. battles injustices with her persuasive tone, exchanging deep secrets only walls can memorize &. convinced to win against potential menaces. her smile knows how to lift grueling spirits up, probing gaze with a luminous benevolence, ready to face a crude destination for the nation’s sake. rabé views her as her family, her loyalty increasing each day in grave circumstances, not allowing brief moments to distract her from listening to padmé’s plaintive confessions.

relationship status : friends, allies, accomplices, rabé views her as her sister &. savior.

@desireandduty — here.

[galaxicide]

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Send me 📏 (ruler) + your muses height and I'll compare them to mine! / accepting / @desireandduty

[malka-lisitsa]

desireandduty for the send your URL

Do I Follow Them?: Yizzer

Why Did I Follow Them?: @sithdestined held me at gun point (jk the koala tea)

Do We Role Play?: WE DO

Do I Want To Role Play With Them: Duh

An AU Idea For Our Muses: Already AU

Do I Ship Our Muses?: Katherine ships herself with the idea of Padme but would never actually go through with it lmfao.

What I Think About The Mun: Amy is so fun and knowledgeable, love hearing her talk about Anidala

Overall Opinion: If you like star wars you def need to follow. If you dont you should follow anyway.

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