#r: breha organa & bail organa ( life was a willow and it bent right to your wind )

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cute things to think about:

Bail practicing his Senatorial speeches for Breha, and Breha giving him suggestions on content and presentation. Breha always encouraging his political career, and trying to give him the best advice she can. watching the HoloNet feed from the Senate and sending Bail a message to tell him how well she thinks he did. sending him encouraging messages before speeches or votes that she knows he’s particularly nervous about.

think about Bail getting particularly impassioned about his speeches during practice runs, and Breha getting starry-eyed over how wonderful he is and how much she loves him, and when he finishes and asks what she thought, she guiltily admits that she got distracted and wasn’t paying attention. think about Bail laughing and coming over to kiss the tip of her nose and tell her it’s alright, while she apologizes and promises to pay attention if he runs through it again.

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I just think it’s important to remind people regularly that Bail and Breha are the actual cutest, and have the cutest pet names for each other. like canonically she calls him “hotshot” and he calls her “my dove” and she calls him “B” (and he probably calls her “B” too but that’s just me guessing I don’t have a quote to back that one up). 

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As he came into sight of Padmé’s apartment block, he commed Breha. “Leave a light burning in the window this evening, my dove. Your shamefully neglectful husband is making a lightning visit home.” Her soft, sultry laughter lit a fire in his blood. “I’ll do that. How long exactly will the lightning last?” “Not long enough,” he said, regretful. “As long as I can manage.” “Ah,” she said, “So – not a pleasure trip, then?” He grinned. “I’m pretty sure I can squeeze in a little pleasure here and there. But no. It’s business.” “I see.” The two small words told him she understood perfectly. She knew him so well; could read every nuance of tone in his voice. “I’ll be waiting.” --The Clone Wars: Gambit Stealth (Karen Miller) 

this is the Sunday post. you cannot tell me this isn’t ~spicy~ 

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v: princess of alderaan ( please picture me in the trees ) v: before the wars ( now come the days of queen breha; may they be blessed ) v: the clone wars ( i will not change our traditions for a repellent regime ) v: an imperial galaxy ( we can outlast the empire ) v: imperial occupation ( i was a queen and you took away my crown ) v: surviving alderaan ( is a queen still a queen with no planet and no people )

: bail organa ( i take this magnetic force of a man to be my lover ) : leia organa ( she will be loved with us ) : winter retrac ( little golden moon and stars ) : fess ilee ( if anything ever happens to me and you’re in trouble go to fess ) : ferus olin ( only twenty minutes to sleep but you dream of some epiphany ) : deara antilles ( when the words of a sister come back in whispers ) : padmé amidala ( i wish more than anything that you could see her grow ) : alderaan ( alderaan is peaceful; we have no weapons ) : visage ( gleaming twinkling eyes like sinking ships on waters ) : canon quotes ( the stuff of legends )

: aesthetics & wardrobe ( with beauty or the appreciation of beauty) : art ( some people are so talented ) : my edits ( liesl makes things ) : musings ( take me to the lakes where all the poets went to die ) : headcanons ( my mind turns your life into folklore ) : wishlist ( first star i see tonight ) : imagery ( slow motion double vision in rose blush )

r: family ( loving someone deeply gives you courage ) r: breha organa & leia organa ( my daughter is a miracle who never ceases to be miraculous ) r: breha organa & bail organa ( life was a willow and it bent right to your wind )