wrennette

day 26: co-parenting

on ao3

Padmé smiled, watching Obi-Wan chase Luke and Leia through the gardens. He caught Leia, who shrieked as she was lifted, little legs flailing. Leia laughed wildly as she was tossed into the air, then caught securely in Obi-Wan's arms. When Padmé became pregnant, she'd never quite managed to imagine Anakin as a father. Now, she couldn't imagine anyone but Obi-Wan in the role. He was strict when necessary but indulgent whenever possible. The children adored him. Soon she'd have to decide whether the children would become Jedi, but she was comfortable with the idea knowing that Obi-Wan would be there.

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day 27: regret

on ao3

Across the room, Obi-Wan tosses his head, laughing. The light catches in his hair and turns the strands to brilliant copper and gold. There's a broad, honest smile on his face as he talks to Bail. Padmé's chest tightens with loss. It's been years since Obi-Wan laughed like that for her. When she'd first come to Coruscant as a newly selected Senator, she'd felt something between them. But Obi-Wan was a Jedi first, and always would be. Padmé had chafed at feeling second-best, and stopped inviting Obi-Wan over long before she fell into, then precipitously out of love with Anakin.

somewhere after midnight (1012 words) by wrennette
Chapters: 1/2
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types
Rating: Teen And Up Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Padmé Amidala/Obi-Wan Kenobi
Characters: Padmé Amidala, Obi-Wan Kenobi
Additional Tags: Hostage Situations, Escape, Rescue, Kissing, Gentle Kissing, do not copy or repost to other sites, Blanket Permission
Series: Part 2 of padmay 2022
Summary:

When she noticed her heart racing or mind anxiously parading an endless stream of increasingly dire 'what-if's, Padmé forced herself to stillness, to thought exercises that demanded cool logic. She was valuable as a hostage. They would want to keep her in good condition to ensure that value didn't lessen.

becoming amidala (328 words) by wrennette
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Padmé Amidala & Sabé
Characters: Sabé (Star Wars), Padmé Amidala
Additional Tags: Handmaidens of Naboo, Monarch of Naboo, Makeover, Disguise, Blanket Permission, do not copy or repost to other sites
Summary:

When Sabé can apply the Queen's makeup on herself without the slightest mistake, without her eyelid trembling or hand faltering, she turns to the other handmaidens and practices on them.

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Sabé practices the Queen's makeup first on herself, glancing frequently at the little flatpic she'd printed out for reference. The flat white to reduce her face to an expressionless mask. The pale pink of lotus blossoms around her eyes, youthful and springlike as the Queen. Then stark black, to line her eyes, define them. The Queen is a being of vision. Last, the bright red: a sweep over the top lip, then the sharp line down the center of the lower lip for remembrance, a voice for the voiceless; a dot on each cheek, tears for the rich waters that sustained Naboo.

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beside you each step of the way (964 words) by wrennette
Chapters: 1/1
Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types
Rating: General Audiences
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Relationships: Padmé Amidala/Sabé
Characters: Sabé (Star Wars), Padmé Amidala
Additional Tags: Naboo Royal Handmaidens (Star Wars), Coronation Ball, Fancy Dress Event, Star Wars WLW Week 2021, Blanket Permission, do not copy or repost to another site, Illustrated Fic, Described Image
Series: Part 2 of sw wlw week 2021, Part 21 of a thousand words
Summary:

Sabé's leading hand is soft and warm beneath Padmé's, the other gentle but firm across Padmé's back. Their steps are sure and practiced - there isn't a dance they haven't learned forwards and backwards together.

[image id: marker and digital drawing of sabé and padmé from star wars. padmé, left, wears a pink gown that darkens to red on the skirt, with her brown hair in an up-do with a crown of pink roses around her head. sabé, right, wears a deep navy blue suit, with her brown hair cut to her chin and styled in curls. they are dancing, with sabé’s back to the viewer and padmé leaning back slightly as sabé spins her. in the background is a blurred photograph of a ballroom with white and gold walls and mirrored doors. /end id]

background photo credit: louise moisao on unsplash

He smiled, softly, and turned to go. She jerked forward, before he could take a step, and, without thinking, wrapped both arms around him. His robes were warm and soft under her cheek; they smelled faintly of blaster char.

Padmé had not intended to embrace him. But she’d felt… alone, since she woke up with her memories all wrong. It was a heady relief to have someone else who knew, to have help and assistance, not in hidden half-measures. She said, cheek against his shoulder, eyes stinging, “Thank you, Obi-Wan.”

For a beat, he did not move, and then he curved one arm around her back, a hesitant embrace.

All of Tomorrow’s Yesterdays by glimmerglanger for swbigbang

[image id: watercolour painting of padmé amidala and obi-wan kenobi from star wars. they are pictured from the knees up, embracing. padmé, on the left, is in right facing profile with her hear turned down and toward the viewer. she holds tightly to obi-wan’s cloak. she wears a dull green dress and a copper headpiece with green gems at the front. she has dark brown hair worn mostly loose, and pale skin. she looks relaxed. obi-wan, on the right, is partially obscured by padmé, and faces left, his face turned slightly toward the viewer. his left arm is extended, not quite holding padmé. he wears a dark brown jedi cloak. he has orange-brown hair and beard, blue eyes, and pale skin. he looks confused. the background is an arching ceiling mostly blue and grey, with stripes of gold. /end id]