#sabè

[ultrainstinctslasher]

Do you guys think Sabè listens to ‘Good Luck, Babe!’ By Chappell Roan and thinks of Padmè

[snipsnipsnippy]

Everyday, I think too hard about the Luke and Leia’s exchange where she remembers her birth mother.

“Leia, do you remember your mother? Your real mother?”

“Just a little bit. She died when I was very young.”

“What do you remember?”

“Just images, really. Feelings.”

“She was very beautiful, kind...but sad.”

And how canon just…. forgot about it.

I propose mom Sabè.

Hear me out, Leia is born, Bail takes new baby home, Breha cuddles her new daughter, but he had said something to Obi-Wan about forging the adoption papers. And like, I’m not gonna speak on Alderaanian adoption procedures because I don’t know. We don’t know, okay. But generally, adoption takes time. Hella time. And we get this impression from Alderaanian culture or maybe just Breha that, despite being the literal queen, she doesn’t like to put the royal family ahead of the rest of the citizens. Like Leia goes to special royal events and training and whatnot, but she also has normal ass school and meets normal ass people. So sure, they can forge adoption papers because this is a very special circumstance, but it needs to look as normal as possible. They can’t just pull a baby out of nowhere and show up with a newborn they surprise adopted.

So? They need a stand-in mom who will be sympathetic to their case, not ask questions and not make a deal of it. Preferably someone who would do literally anything for Padmè. Had they mentioned it to her, she would have been there, and she’s been acting and keeping secret strategies her whole life. Sabè loved this woman with her whole heart. Hated Anakin, ofc, but she would have loved that little girl who looked just like her best friend.

And of course, she would be sad. Her other half is gone. All that’s left is her daughter who looks so much like her. And she knows she only gets to know this baby for a limited time. Maybe it was weeks, or months, or even years. We do know Leia was with the Organas by the time she was 2-3.

So that’s the mom I think Leia remembered. And maybe she did feel glimpses of Padmè and the two became one in her mind. They did used to swap places so that no one could tell them apart. So maybe all of her memory of her mom was just a vision.

But I like to think her closest Auntè got to know her and love her even for a little bit.

[hypersped]

Sabè is gay and delusional pick a fucking struggle queen you're so much better than this. The galaxy is so huge you can do so much better

[disneyprincessbuffyannesummers]

it’s okay. we all know sabé would find out. since sabé would die for padmé if she had too.

people who might've known about anidala:

Obi-Wan Kenobi (this is confirmed in a deleted scene and also the revenge of the sith novel),

Ahsoka Tano (she shows up at Padme's funeral and talks with Bail Organa),

Bail Organa (he attends Padme's funeral and was a close friend of Padme's during their time in the senate),

Motee (Padme's handmaiden who'd body-double for Padme when Anakin and Padme go on dates),

Elle (Another one of Padme's handmaidens who'd also body-double for Padme)

[stilldoingscience]

Sabé being alive in the new Star Wars comic for free comic book day is the real win today on May the 4th

[faramirsonofgondor]

In a different universe Anakin and Padmè are both gay and each others beards and thus they thwart Palpatine’s evil plans through gayness.

Like Anakin seeing Padmè for the first time in 10 years expecting to be overcome with feelings of romance and lust only to feel none of those. Padmè seeing Anakin as a little brother. Her preventing the Tusken Massacre because she insisted on going with Anakin because she can fight too and wants to help. Everyone around them being convinced that something is going meanwhile Anakin is in love with Rex and Padmè is with Sabè. Anakin being disillusioned with Palpatine after he tells Anakin that the clones are expendable and that he shouldn’t care about them as much. Anakin staying during the Umbara Arc because he’s not willing to leave his men (and his man) behind for someone who clearly doesn’t care that much about them.

[shoobscantsleep]

"You can't look at me like that."

"Why not?"

"Because the Professors are already making jokes at my expense, and you'll just make that worse."

"Make jokes, how?"

"Sabè asked me the other day if cougars usually liked wearing pantsuits."

ff: The Professor's Assistant

[virahaus]

*At Padmé's apartment, for their monthly hangout*

Anakin, already drunk on his third glass of wine, voice dreamy: my favourite thing is when I complain that I'm cold and Obi-Wan will furrow his brow and lend me his cloak, fussing over me and saying how I should wear warmer clothes. Sometimes, when he drops his cloak somewhere in our missions, he will gather me up in his arms and hold me until I tell him I'm warm again.

Padmé, chucking and resting on Sabè's shoulder: and were you actually cold?

Anakin, giddy: not even once.

Sabé, raising her glass as a toast: well played, Skywalker, well played.

[localgardenweed]

Its almost 1AM I have a interview with Wendy’s at 10:30AM so im gonna talk about my random HWS Japan headcanons until I pass out

He need reading glasses, I know we see him in the show/manga wearing them and like he may like actually need them and just uses contacts but in my mind they are only for reading. His eyes aren’t what they used to be and he needs his little nerd glasses

He likes making those bento box cooking videos, he makes them for himself and his friends/partners. He finds a lot of ways to pass the time and this is one of many. He likes making the character bentos the most, they make him smile

Gardening. Imagine walking into his backyard and seeing him on his knees tending to his strawberries and radishes just LOOK AT HIMMM!! Not only does it save him money but also makes him feel accomplished when he gets a good harvest

He typically likes doing a lot of those DIY projects, making little shelves and furniture and god knows what. He goes online and sees what new project he can make today to keep himself busy

He is actively greying and has been dying his hair for AGES. He plucks out greying eyebrow hair and stubble and dyes his hair. If someone points out a grey hair he gaslights them into thinking its just the lighting or they’re imagining things. If anyone found out he dyed his hair you wouldn’t see them the next day /j

He tried to grow a mustache in his youth but it looked so bad he repressed the memories of it deep DEEP into his mind you will never find them man. He found old paintings of his mustache and couldn’t bare to witness them anymore he buried them in his basement never to be seen again

He actively works out, he takes a 5 mile jog every morning and evening and does some biking and swimming every other day. He likes to stay fit even though he really doesn’t have to anymore. He just likes to keep his body toned. He also likes the cringe 1980’s American workout videos. He got a VHS set from America on his birthday and felt that he basically called him fat but no America just needed to get rid of them so just regifted them to him. He ended up liking them though so ig it worked out in the end

As well practices his swordsmanship, like dude we are in the modern day you do not need to know how to use a katana anymore but he does it anyway cause what if someone breaks in man you never know man una nunca sabè

Its right next to him every night and he is FAST, he even hears the slightest sound he jumps up and gets ready to slice you in half

Him and Prussia and very good friends (or maybe more idk am i pushing my PruPan agenda? YES) and he keeps a empty room for him when he decides to crash at Japan’s place for the 5th time this year. He doesn’t mind him he is very tidy and always repays the favor somehow. They like to go out for lunch and do all of the above together. They like to exchange snacks like chips and drinks.

He almost sliced Prussia in half when he crept into his room to ask him for smth when he was asleep, he only chopped off a lock of his hair and nicked his nose but nothing serious. He profusely apologized for it after and Prussia was a little shocked for a but but laughed it off and was okay. He was a but sad about the hair but it’ll grow back. Prussia knocks loud as hell now if he wants Japan for smth and he’s asleep

He keeps little historical knick knacks around his house that he should probably donate but doesn’t cause “They’re still good to use!!” Even though its a thousand year old pot that should be a health hazard. He has been wearing the same damn yukata for almost 2 centuries now cause he only wears it once every other summer summer when he finds his buried in his storage and the local museums beg to have it but he’s too attached to it to let go

He wheels around Pochi in a stroller sometimes when he feels a little silly. He loves dressing Pochi up with bows and ties and bandannas and god knows what else. That dog has been out in so many outfits bro cant catch a break

If he were human he would either pursue photography full time, his dream would be to get his photos on build boards and magazine covers. Maybe he’d be a field photographer too, go out into nature and stuff

He already does photography as a hobby but could never really do it full time cause ya know country duties

And thats it thank you for coming its now almost 2 AM lets hope I don’t regret this

[grumpy-tooka]

If you write Star Wars fanfiction, please don’t write Padmè or Sabè it hurts my eyes, it’s Sabé and Padmé if you can’t remember the difference, don’t use accents

[snippyssnippets]

Do You Remember Your Mother?

“Leia, do you remember your mother? Your real mother?”

“Just a little bit. She died when I was very young.”

“What do you remember?”

“Just images, really. Feelings.”

“She was very beautiful, kind...but sad.”

From this

Through the years, there were many duties Tsabin took up as Padmè’s second. She’d sacrificed anything if her queen only asked. Her career, her identity, her life if it were necessary, and all too often, it was only luck she got to keep it. It was bittersweet when it ended. Her life may have been safer, but it left her lost and confused. What purpose did she have? Who was she without Padmè? She’d been Sabè for so long that she had to remind herself of her name every morning. Sabè was a role they created, a life lived and now gone. Tsabin was the woman she was left with, a life she abandoned at sixteen. 

They had been so close that it stung to hear of her passing through a hurried commlink. Of all people, it came from Bail Organa, and of course, it came with a request. One last mission for her queen, but not one that could be discussed in the open. She needed to make it to Alderaan to find what it entailed. A baby. A little girl named Leia, she learned. Padmè’s daughter. 

Bail was hesitant to separate from her, but they couldn’t keep her at the palace. The family needed to draw up an official adoption, which meant they needed a mother to adopt from, as well as someone to care for the child until they were cleared. The girl couldn’t just appear out of nowhere, even if they were the ruling members of their world. It was one thing she knew endeared Padmè to her friends on Alderaan. The royal couple remained incredibly humble and transparent, which gained them such loyalty from their people, but created a terrible problem when they got into a mess like this one. Tsabin was troubled by the idea, but she had sworn loyalty to Padmè, and even if her queen was gone, this was when Padmè most needed her. And so, Leia traded arms, and Tsabin became her mother.

It was perhaps her most difficult mission for Padmè, which was fitting that it would be her last. She hadn’t much experience with children, let alone newborns, but she learned quickly, mostly from necessity. Leia depended on her for everything, and Tsabin only enjoyed being needed. She was sure there were better caretakers the royal family of Alderaan could find, but Leia’s history required discretion. She wasn’t told why in exact words, but she didn’t question it when the funeral pronounced her and her child dead. Notably absent was any mention of her husband. It was all suspicious. Padmè was healthy and young. Childbirth couldn’t have killed her. For it all to happen the day the Empire came to power and her Jedi husband went missing was most damning of all.

But, Tsabin didn’t have time to raise questions of political conspiracy or murder. She had a baby to raise. Leia was growing faster everyday, and she could see so much of her mother in her little face. Both Breha and Bail would visit regularly, of course, always between meetings or travel plans, sometimes for minutes and sometimes for hours, though never together. They took care of any need either of them had. Leia was well cared-for and always well-dressed for as small as she was. The parents hadn’t even spent a full day with the girl, and she was already living like a princess. It made her smile as she toddled around the apartment in a frilly white dress, tinted pink at the collar from her berry-filled lunch, inspecting various items until she found one worthy to bring to the woman. Tsabin took the candle from the tiny hand while Leia struggled over her “m”s, working out a babble of “mba-amamaa…mam-ma”.

“Mama?” She repeated, putting the little candle on a shelf above her chair with a dozen more items Leia had done this with. “I’m only ‘mama’ for a little while, sweet girl. Your mama should be coming to see you soon. Maybe the forms will finally be ready for you to go home with her.” She tucked a little curl off her forehead. When the little girl’s arms stretched up, Tsabin pulled her into her lap with a soft smile that didn’t make it to her eyes. “You know, you have quite a few mamas who love you so very much that you don’t even know yet. I wish I could tell you.”

Leia hadn’t yet made a full year, and already, Tsabin could see her mother’s obstinance, her curiosity, her passion. If she became anything like Padmè, she was sure to do well in politics, especially thinking of what Breha and Bail would teach her. She wondered if they would ever tell her of her birth mother, how much she longed to meet her child, how hard she worked to create a better world for her to be born into, or how deeply she believed in the good of all people. Padmè was an idealist to her core, and maybe that was what killed her because it would have been too strong a lesson to pass to future generations. She always had hope, and so Tsabin had to hold onto it for little Leia. Hope that she will continue her mother’s journey. Hope that her future will be brighter than their present. Hope that she will know the women who loved her.

Tears pricked her eyes and she blinked them away, not needing to start this again after all the months she’d spent with her baby girl. Instead she pressed a kiss to the girl’s forehead, feeling a tiny hand reach for her cheek, and a much more assertive voice reached her ears, calling her “Mammma.. Ma.. mamma.” 

This time, she let a tear fall. “Mama,” she repeated softly.

~*~

“Leia, do you remember your mother? Your real mother?”

The question startled her as she looked over the man, whose questions only concerned her more and more. Still, it was Luke, and as much as he’d grown, he was still that sweet farmboy who rescued her simply because he wanted to help. He only ever wanted to help. She trusted that much about him. “Just a little bit. She died when I was very young.”

“What do you remember?” He pressed, and she sighed, finally giving in.

“Just images, really. Feelings.” She tried to dig back into her memories for the woman who raised her before her parents. She was a vague, fuzzy picture that only popped up when she would find an old dress or rifle through archived documents. Leia never could pin down a face. Each time she tried to picture her mother, her jaw was less sharp or her eyebrows too round or her nose more narrow. Her face always changed, but she knew a few things. She could feel them through the scattered images. “She was very beautiful, kind… but sad.”

[machiiatto]

Plotting call!

Slam an emoji into the comments, & I’ll electric slide into your DMs or discord with 1-3 ideas.

You can find my muse list here (& also here, if we’ve plotted/chatted before), so if you have a different muse I’m open to hearing your ideas as well! These are just who is most awake.

💥 James Barnes

🦇 Kate Kane

🪐 Sabè Amidala

✈️ Poe Dameron

🪙 Kaz Brekker

⚔️ Jonathan Morgenstern

🫧 Chrissy Cunningham

🛠️ Norah Price

🪴 Ersken Pate

✏️ Evie Piaf

[queensdecoy]

“This is embarrassing. You shouldnt have to see me like this.” Her body was contorted in a way that made the labor pains a little less intense on her lower back. She had no idea why this moment was what made her feel embarrassed to have Sabè by her side. They had been through every possible situation under the sun together. They had seen each other through every up and down life could throw at them. @arandomnerdsrp358

"I've seen worse." Sabé reassured as she clutched Padmé's hand in hers.

"I wouldn't want to be anywhere but here with you." They had been together in some form since they were fourteen, she the queen her a handmaiden. But they were so much more than that now.

"You're stuck with me."

[a-hell-of-a-time]

from @umbravotum:

"Hola Andrealphus! Merry sinsmas!! What are you celebrating? I'm absolutely celebrating lust, ya tu sabès (If you know you know)."

"I was celebrating peace and quiet until you showed up." Another one for Horny Jail by the looks of it.

@umbravotum

[lebibliocosme]

Nous serons l'incendie

Titre : Nous serons l’incendie Auteur/Autrice : Jeanne Mariem Corrèze Éditeur : Les Moutons Électriques Date de publication : 2024 (août) Synopsis : Quatre ans après une violente guerre d’invasion, le royaume de Sarda est occupé par les troupes des Contés-Unis des Sabès. Face à leur toute-puissance militaire, quelques poches de résistance mènent une courageuse guérilla, mais la lutte tourne à…

[ladyv-aka-via]

Ask Me Game!

Soo I had been tagged. Seems like it’s my time to shine. Thank you @aniisnotokay for tagging me!

1.) 3 ships:

🌺✨REXWALKER (Captain Rex X Anakin Skywalker)✨🌺

all the way. Definitely on top of my list, with any variation of it pretty close behind it.

THORANI (Thor Odinson Marvel X Anakin Skywalker Star Wars)

Listen. At some point we all reach the end of our limits and at the time Cody*Wan nuked mine. It started as a joke ship to deal with trauma and then became legit. It grew on me okay? And I love it.

I ain’t choosing only one for last place so all of these share third place:

FIVETUP (Fives X Tup), JESSIX (Jesse x Kix), HARDOGMAECHO (Hardcase X Dogma X Echo), VOX (Quinlan Vos X Fox), SABÈDORMÈDALA (Sabè X Dormè X Padmè, PERCABETH (Percy Jackson X Annabeth Chase), SOLANGELO (Will Solace X Nico di Angelo)

2.) First ever ship:

Oh my. First one that I consciously remember was Buzz Lightning and Jessie, specifically from Toy Story 3. There were probably more than beforehand but I was not yet aware of it.

3.) Last song:

Lady of the Dark (Sabaton)

4.) Last movie:

(Secret World of) Arrietty

5.) Currently reading:

…………

does fanfiction count? no?

Ok then, Percy Jackson & Olimpians

6.) Currently watching:

Dumbasses on YT criticising and shredding Disney to bits.

7.) Currently consuming:

Herbal tea. My nose and throat are going haywire after work (lots of dust)

8.) Currently craving:

Jota.

9.) Tag 9 people you want to know better: (no pressure ofc!!)

@antihero-anakin @amikoroyaiart @jamesruusshukur @justsuffilike @oonaluna-art @jayjaymorgan @farkmagic @king-chaos-world