#Force-sensitive Leia

[supertaliart]

A continuation of my previous Skywalker Twins comic - feat Yoda part 3

[stealingpotatoes]

If Merrin works with the hidden path, could she have known Tala? Met baby Leia in passing?

now you're making me think of a kenobi show au where bail wasn't suddenly stupid in the head and DIDN'T call the empire's most wanted fugitive, instead getting help from a much sneakier force sensitive

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[megamindsupremacy]

So like, y'all know that popular Star Wars fic trope of Time Traveling Obi-Wan Kenobi where he dies and then wakes up in his 11ish year old body back in the Jedi Temple? You know how usually he wakes up, has a few minutes/hours of confusion, and then goes about trying to act like he was at age 11 while slowly fixing everything wrong with the Jedi Order? Personally I think he would not do that.

I think that Ben "Lived As A Wizard Hermit For Two Decades On Tattooine, Left, And Then Died Immediately" Kenobi would wake up as an eleven-year-old, have a panic attack, attack the nearest adult Jedi while accusing them of Doing Weird Sith Shit To His Brain, fucking flee, only then realize he has time traveled, steal someone's ship, go flying out of the temple to god knows where, continue panicking, crash into a random moon while distracted, nearly die, build a survival camp out of his broken ass ship and eat whatever bugs he can find, get kidnapped by pirates, overthrow said pirates, steal their ship, and then very calmly return to the Jedi temple like nothing happened.

Then and only then do I think he would start trying to act like a normal human person (while also dodging questions such as "what the fuck was that" and "where were you" and "is that a pirate's ship?"), except he'd be bad at it due to having lived as an Insane Wizard Desert Hermit for the past twenty years who has experienced enough trauma and time that he doesn't super well remember the details of his childhood, what with all of the wars and death and wars and such.

His acting convinces nobody, but nobody is sure what exactly to do about All Of That so he's for the most part left alone (after very vehemently refusing sptherapy), all the way up until he catches a glimpse of palpatine out of the corner of his eye and then its On Sight

[antianakin]

No Order 66 AU where Anakin leaves the Order after the war ends and he and Padme end up retiring to Naboo to try to raise the twins together, but neither of them ends up feeling particularly satisfied with life on Naboo (for Anakin it just doesn't give him any purpose the way he desperately needs and for Padme it's always been this perfect rosy dream and reality doesn't measure up), so they end up leaving the twins behind a lot so they can pursue other things and are pretty absentee parents in general. They mostly end up getting raised by Padme's parents instead, and while they're perfectly good guardians for the twins and raise them kindly and love them a lot, there's always an obvious elephant in the room regarding who ISN'T there.

This causes a bit of a rift between Luke and Leia because while Luke is trying to keep the peace and give their parents the benefit of the doubt as he moves on and figures out his own life with what he DOES have, Leia is less willing to just forgive and forget.

Luke ends up becoming a pilot working for the royal palace for a while, but Leia goes into politics (something she'd entered while younger because it's what her mother did and she'd been hoping it would get Padme's attention and bring the two of them closer; it didn't work out that way at all and now Leia's sticking with it at least partly to spite Padme) as an aide for her cousin Pooja who is now Senator of Naboo.

And it's here, once she finally makes it to Coruscant and starts working in the Senate, that Leia meets Bail Organa, still working as Senator of Alderaan. The two of them click IMMEDIATELY and Bail ends up becoming Leia's mentor in politics, as well as the person who actually introduces her to the Jedi themselves. Anakin and Padme had never really bothered to do so, both because they were so rarely around, but also because they had chosen not to give Luke and Leia to the Temple and decided at that point that it would be easier to keep the twins and the Jedi separate. Bail of course has no such compunctions and even if he knew about Anakin and Padme's feelings on the matter, I imagine he'd find ways to allow Leia to accidentally bump into some of the Jedi while she was on Coruscant. If he just so happens to double book himself for lunch with both Leia and Obi-Wan, it's hardly anything malicious and they may as well all eat together!

Leia finally feels like she has a parent who gives a damn about her, someone who acts like a parent to her, the parent she's always wanted. Her grandparents had always been incredibly kind and they obviously had to do a lot of parenting, but they'd always been very strict about making sure the twins saw them as GRANDPARENTS and not their actual parents, which just make the absence of their parents that much more obvious and painful. But with Bail, she's finally got someone who doesn't care that Anakin and Padme aren't there and doesn't feel the need to create a wall between them for Anakin and Padme's sake. Bail takes her under his wing, teaches her everything she knows, allows her to explore things she'd never been allowed to explore before, connects her to even more people who can help her understand herself better than she's ever been able to before. THIS is what a parent was supposed to do for her and she knows it, THIS is what selfless love looks like from a parent and she THRIVES under it for the first time in her life.

She eventually decides not to stay on as Pooja's aide because she has no real desire to become a senator for Naboo at any point, but she IS good at politics and desperately does want to help people any way she can, so she starts up some sort of organization of her own to help people around the galaxy (and connects it to the Jedi because deep down she KNOWS she was supposed to be one of them even though that path is now closed to her). But she doesn't go back to Naboo, she doesn't make her home on her mother's home planet.

She goes to Alderaan instead. And this time, she gets to stay there for the rest of her life.

[edenemy-art]

no one asked but here’s a list of mostly relevant master-padawan duos for my Jedi From Mandalore au

Ahsoka Tano and Sabine Wren (obviously)

Obi-Wan Kenobi and Reva Sevander

Caleb Dume and Ezra Bridger

Yoda and Luke Amidala-Skywalker

Plo Koon and Leia Amidala-Skywalker

Baylan Skoll and Shin Hati

Quinlan Vos and Hedala Fardi

[raointean]

"Breha didn't argue, but [Bail] felt her watching as he rocked Leia and gave the child his warmth and his love. He forced down his irritation (at Breha, at the world) and focused on Leia’s tiny breaths" (Alexander Freed, Reign of the Empire: The Mask of Fear, 90)

You know, I never thought about it, but taking care of a force-sensitive infant must be DIFFICULT! A regular baby can pick up and react to subtle changes in mood already, but a telepathic baby!? Yowza!

[autumn0689]

Happy May 4th! May The Fourth Be With You! Shoutout to some of my favorite force sensitives!

[varpusvaras]

The nights on Alderaan were a dark shade of blue.

Leia had seen nights on other planets. Most of the planets she had been on had moons that illuminated the sky even during the darkest hours of the night. Alderaan had none, but still, they had clear skies and countless stars shining down on them, and she loved the nights like they were.

Especially as the darkness made a very good cloak for anyone who knew where to step when sneaking around.

She wasn't the one doing the sneaking tonight, but she welcomed the cover anyway. She knew he was coming, even before there was a light knock on her door. Two-one-two-two.

Come in, she thought, and listened as the door slid open and then close, as soft steps made their way to her bed.

"Can't sleep?" Even asked quietly, as he climbed up next to her.

It was a rhetorical question more than anything. Even already knew that she couldn't sleep, and he already knew why.

"No", Leia answered anyway. "I had the dream again."

"Of the boy and the Suns?" Even asked. Again, a rhetorical question.

"Yes", Leia still answered, again.

It was not a bad dream. It was a good dream, actually. Leia liked seeing the boy, his light hair, bleached in the rays of the two suns, his eyes, just as blue as the sky above the sea of desert around him. He was always radiant, even more than the suns, and every time Leia saw him, she felt warm, like she had been standing there with him.

But every time she opened her eyes after the dream, all she was left was the feeling of the heat leaving her body, and doing so, leaving her only with the cold sorrow of longing.

Even always knew when Leia had that dream. She was almost sure that he could see it too, every time she did. Just like they seemed to know each other's thoughts and feelings, like they were whispers only they could hear. Leia had never felt anything like that with anyone else, and she couldn't bear the thought of not having him in her life.

But still, it felt like-

It felt like she was missing something. Someone. Like there was a violently torn seam on her side where Even wasn't.

Even took her hand into his, and tugged it lightly. She scooted over to him, and leaned her head against his shoulder. Even was already almost a full head taller than her, despite being several months younger. Leia didn't mind it too much, though. He reminded her of Papa and Buir more and more every single day, and she found it more comforting than anything else.

"You miss him", Even said.

"I do", Leia said. "I just- I have you."

It felt unfair, for both her and Even, for her to miss someone like that. He was her brother. It should've been enough.

"You do", Even said, calmly and patiently. He really was more like their parents, every single day, even like Mama. "It's alright. Buir has us, but he still misses his family, every single day. It doesn't mean he loves us less than he loves them."

That was true. Leia knew that the sadness and yearning she could feel coming from Buir wasn't because they weren't enough for him. They all occupied his heart just as much, but there were holes in it, holes that just weren't the right shape for Leia, or for Even, or even for Mama and Papa to fill back up. Leia understood that, but still-

"But Buir knows them", she said. "He misses them because he knows them. How can I miss someone I don't know so much?"

Even was quiet for a moment. Leia could feel him thinking, but for once, not the exact thoughts going through his head as he tried to figure out what to say to her.

"I think", he said, after a moment, "I think you do know him, already. Maybe you always have."

Leia's eyes burned.

"It's not fair", she whispered, trying her best to make the burning go away. It wasn't working, not that night. "It's not fair."

Even didn't admonish her, nor did he try and make it better by saying something to make her not sad. He just leaned down and pressed his forehead softly against Leia's, and let her pour her silent tears into the night.

[qulrikkek]

Summary:

All this facade of cheerfulness on both sides was to mask the bantha in the room. They were leaders in their own right, just in different ways, and yet, they didn't dare to address what was hanging in the thick air between them. It was quite embarrassing, that even as adults, they were no more mature in this topic than teenagers.

Emotions so deep were uncharted territory.

[whorcruxes]

"Her gaze fell across Coruscant, to the Jedi Temple. She knew he wasn’t there, he was off somewhere in the far flung planetary systems in the Outer Rim. But it was habit to always look for him there... The sun was dipping low beneath the horizon and the hues of red and orange and pink battled against the constantly steady light of the city planet."

  follows Padmé through the months Anakin is in the Outer Rim to the time they are reunited

[supertaliart]

Skywalker Siblings Part 3

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[merrysithmas]

so as many who watched TCW presumed, it appears Anakin, Luke, and Leia eventually became the Father, Daughter, and Son in the force afterlife - therefore they are omnipresent in the Star Wars Universe even if stories do not focus on them or stray away from the Skywalkers -

but with Filoni's Ahsoka the white & her being reanimated by Anakin using the Daughter's lifeforce in TCW that makes Anakin the Father, Luke the Son, Ahsoka the Daughter and Leia just like... some lady. 😂

[walkawaytall]

Look, I love Force-sensitive Leia, and I love how easily retconned the idea is because of very weird choices made by Lucas & Co. during the filming of the OT. But it is absolutely cuckoo-bananas-bonkers to me that the original plan for her was to be Just Some Princess. Like, if you watch ANH and ESB, the whole time they were filming those movies, Luke's sister was somewhere else in the galaxy. Leia wasn't the "another" Yoda talks about at the end of ESB; they consolidated the two characters in ROTJ to wrap everything up without adding some new person in the mix. Which means Leia, Just Some Princess, didn't break under the interrogation on the Death Star or allow Vader to infiltrate her mind or whatever it was implied he was doing to get answers from her I guess through sheer determination and willpower, and Leia, Just Some Princess, hears Luke call for her on Bespin.

Absolutely chaotic choices made for Leia, Just Some Princess, the entire time. I love that we can pretend that it was purposeful foreshadowing. It's like they somehow accidentally nonesensed themselves into a workable plot twist. Utterly wild.

[oreolesbian]

does… does dave filoni know that the whole “anyone can be force sensitive if they put their mind to it” bullshit fundamentally shatters the entire core of star wars world-building around force users? like - does he understand that?

[leiainhoth]

Unofficial headcanons of IJADIHIM pt. 2

Bo-Katan wasn't originally supposed to survive. I had a pinnacle sacrifice planned for her in the final confrontation. She was slated to sacrifice herself for the kids, but it killed the tension. She survived and became a cornerstone of the new mando government instead.

She and Paz have a Thing, which is just as dramatic as Leia and Han in ESB. He thinks she's the hottest piece of ass he's ever met (the perfect mando spouse to raise a battalion of ade with), and she thinks he's a moron for staying in the archives when there's real work to be done.

Speaking of real work, part of the reason I sent Han to the caves on Mandalore was to find the vein of beskar I hid there. Once he tells the Armourer, they're able to outfit new Mandos again, including the kids, who get their baby beskar'gam.

I had a commenter confused about Mand'alor Leia not exhibiting proper mando qualities.

However, have you considered: strong leadership, takes shit from nobody, fiercely protective over her family and saved two dozen babies from imps. She's Mando bait baby

Din tried so hard to avoid using his saber, mostly to keep the attention off of him should anyone come looking. After the war ended and the Rebels dispersed, rumours started swirling, and Force-sensitives started looking for him instead of Luke.

Which leads to lots of sexy dinluke time.

Luke has a competence kink, it's a problem

I saw a comic several years ago (pls tag me if you find it) of Ben seeing Din and just... losing his little mind on how cool he is. He's got a jETPACK he has ARMOUR, and a DOUBLE-BLADED SABER. He's the coolest cat Ben's ever seen. Plus, learning to temper and use his emotions via the Mandalorian ethos could balance him out in ways the Jedi couldn't. Leia saw this and kept the throne for him.

Leia's armour is painted to match her saber: copper, and silver with a super cool blue cape.

Side note, her saber is the prettiest thing I've ever seen.

Speaking of sabers, the saber making scene on Concord Dawn was one of my favourite scenes to write in the whole fic. That and their wedding on Yavin IV.

But Luke, with his two sabers, is learning jar'kai and doing pretty good at it.

Grogu is learning to be less possessive of his people, to not let it go into the Force (which feels... unhelpful in a child with that much trauma) but to shift it into a more peaceful ethos. He loves his siblings to death and he and Rey are chaos babies together.

[notthestarwar]

Snippet from: No Children

“IC-2224.” Vader hissed. “Stop her. Before she tears apart the station.”

Cody looked at his superior officer a little dumbstruck. During his time with Vader, he was used to receiving unreasonable orders but this? This really took the cake.

-

They’d built this place, with the intention of destroying planets. The weapon to end all weapons. One to finally scare the greater galaxy in to submission.

Now they’d done it, destroyed a planet. Thoroughly.

This planet, Alderaan, was wiped off the map, certainly. All that was left was dust.

And they’d done so, in the presence of its princess, who was apparently, Force sensitive. Very Force sensitive.

Whoops.

-

Cody had worked for the Empire for almost 20 years. He’d thought he’d been made for the Republic, at first. But the Republic had been gone now for more years than he’d ever known it, and the longer he served the Empire, the more Cody thought that maybe, he’d been made for this all along.

He didn’t like it, but who liked their job?

From what Cody could tell, not many people, and most of them didn’t even have an iron vice gripping their mind, ensuring compliance.

You could hate a job without being forced in to it, undeniably.

The chip was beyond matter really.

-

The empire didn’t need command of Cody’s brain chemistry for him to follow at their beck and call. Not when Cody had no other option. He was a soldier, he worked for the government. He always had. What would he possibly do if he left? What would he be?

Cody had no desire to stand against the empire.

And yet…

-

Here he was, being given orders, that left him, frankly gobsmacked.

He’d seen Vader send men to their deaths before, without a chance of survival and for little reason. He’d seen that from him even before he was Vader.

But Cody couldn’t think of a single reason that he might- what did Vader even want him to do? Just walk over and serve himself up to her?

He really didn’t know. Maybe that was what was stopping him. How do you follow an order if you don’t know what the order is?

“Sir?” He asked.

-

Vader turned to him, and without a word Cody was hit with the full force of that Helmet. Shining black plastic eyes boring in to his own and that stare, brought with it a reminder, the knowledge of what a long silence from that face could mean, and Cody…he felt nothing.

They were all dying here weren’t they? Hadn’t they always been?

Maybe they hadn’t known it at the time but it seemed clear to Cody now that from that first day, on the bridge of the Negotiator, Cody and Anakin Skywalker had met eachothers eyes for the first time and from that point, they’d been headed here.

Fighting for the Republic, Falling in love, Killing his General, or not killing him for that matter; living without him when he might not have.

None of it mattered, because all of that, came after. The end was already set, the day Cody met this man. He saw that now.

He met this man in another life, and since then, they’d both just been making their way here.

-

Vader uses that stare because he intends to make people break. He does not have to speak, he just stares at them and eventually they crumple under the weight of it and reveal all.

This is nothing like that.

When Cody speaks, it is not fear that loosens his tongue, it is not because he can no longer bear the silence, and the anticipation that brings.

For the first time in a long while, Cody speaks because he wants to.

-

“We’re going to die.” He breathes.

He knows it like he has known little else.

Cody took off his helmet, wanting to see it happen with his own eyes. “We die here.” He told Vader. “Me and you, we were always going to.”

Doesn’t Vader see it? Can’t he feel it?

Vader made a noise that was beyond interpretation. “I will not die here today. Now go talk to her.”

Talk to her? Like that would do a thing.

Cody choked on a laugh. “Don’t you see?” He asked, “You already have.”

They were dead. Had been since that day on the bridge of the Negotigator. It had simply taken a little while for their bodies to catch up, but here it was. Soon.

-

Vader’s head whipped between the soldier and the girl.“Girl! Stop this. You will die, you don’t want that do you?” He barked, but the girl did not seem to have heard him, her eyes were glazed.

This whole situation was beyond comprehension. He’d tortured her, how had he not seen this power? She’d appeared force null but this… this was something beyond the ability of most force users, no matter how distressed.

What did this mean? How hadn’t she been found as a child? Was this the end? Not of Vader and that insolent idiot. Not of the Death Star, but of the Empire?

A force user of this power level being hidden could bode nothing good. Someone had planned this. They’d hidden her, waited for her to grow so she might one day destroy him and without Vader? There was no Empire.

His Master’s plan would crumble to ashes. He needed Vader, they all did.

That idiot Tarkin. He'd told him that blowing up that stupid planet was a bad idea. The man had an inferiority complex the length of Coruscant. Vader knew this whole thing would end badly.

Why did they need a weapon to destroy planets, to terrify people in to submission, when they had Vader? They didn’t, plain and simple. This was just a superfluous supplement and now, the Empire would fall, thanks to that idiots hubris.

Tarkin should never have been allowed such power, look what he’d done with it.

-

The viewport cracked.

Of all the things to kill him. After all this time. All it took was one self important bureaucrat antagonising a princess. It was laughable.

All the Deaths he’d escaped to get here.

The clone too! The last of his kind.

-

Not that Vader wanted to draw any commonality between the two of them. But all that they had survived these past decades and this was what finally did the two of them in?

Vader deserved more of a death than some clone. After all this time, he’d earnt something bigger than this.

He looked back to the girl. He couldn’t reach her in the Force, she’d wrapped it round herself in an impenetrable shield.

This was a impressive show of power. All that time, she’d just been living on some insignificant planet. Had he known…

-

He could see the power rolling off her in waves. This was someone who he might have overthrown his Master, beside.

Were he in any other situation, he might be curious, to watch things play out. It was unlike anything he had ever seen. Coming off her in waves, it was as if through her pain, she was causing reality to fold in on itself.

Did she know what she was doing? She was drawing on the Cosmic Force, any student of the force knew that this kind of manipulation, was a quick way to end up dead.

-

She was still screaming, a piercing harrowing thing. The scream itself seemed to be driving the disturbance. If he could reach her in the Force, he could cut it off at its source. If he could move towards her physically, he might be able to do the same, but he found himself held there, waiting for their end.

She was not only feeling the pain of the past hour, she was terrified, stuck in a feedback loop, her own terror feeding the storm she was creating.

He’d tortured her and she’d made no attempt to escape, she could have, using the force, undoubtedly. In the days of the Republic, brigs were made to contain force users, on a ship like this, they would have had force suppressants easily available. But there was no room in the empire for Force users, not when Vader and his Master were living. There may only be 2.

If she’d made no attempt to escape, if he’d seen not even a glimpse of this power when she was under torture, that could only lead him to the conclusion that, she hadn’t known. What a way to find out you had such a power.

No wonder she was terrified.

-

It was fascinating really.

Any force user could wreck havoc in an emotional situation but without training? They’d burn from the inside out, tearing down everything in their reach on the way out. His Master had created this end. They were not prepared for her, because of the ways of the empire.

She was created by the empire, in another life the Jedi surely would have trained her. Any training, might have prevented this, the Whills, the Nightsisters, no matter how destructive the sect, self preservation would have been taught to her by any.

She couldn't have any idea what she were doing.

The jedi temple had after all, offered training to all for a reason. Untrained force users could wreck havoc in emotional situations. He supposed having your planet blown up counted as such.

She had shown no signs of it during his torture though. And had made no attempt to escape. A power like this, lurking beneath the surface all that time.

-

Without Vader, Lord Palpatine would never be able to maintain his empire, but he might not have to. This girls grip on the cosmic force, the way everything around her seemed to be at risk of folding in. This might be the end of them all.

She may well bring about the end of all reality, if she survived any longer.

There was no point in trying to reason with her. She was no more able to control it than he was. trapped in her grief as she was. The maelstrom continued to wrap around her, tighter and tighter.

-

He glanced away from her. IC-2224 looked triumphant.

The viewport cracked further.

“Anakin.” IC-2224 called, drawing his attention away from the cracking glass once more. The cheek of the man, Vader was unsure what made him more angry, the use of that name, or the automatic impulse, to turn towards it.

Before Vader could say a word, IC-2224 was speaking once again. “This is the end.” He closed his eyes, tipping his head back. “Finally.”

There was the sound of wrenching metal, a sharp crack, loud enough to be heard even over the screaming.

-

Vader readied himself for the cold burn of space. IC-2224 would feel it first, he’d removed his helmet, skin bared to the elements, he’d go first.

With artificial lungs and no tissue for the cold to damage, it would take Vader himself slightly longer to die, he would last until the last of the death stars air, was deplete of oxygen. He’d feel the cold of the void before he lost consciousness, in the sockets of his prosthetics first, and then the rest.

The girl would undoubtedly be cushioned by the shield she’d inadvertently wrapped around herself, she wouldn’t die until she realised she was the one holding it, and dropped it.

-

Vader turned his eyes to the viewport, seeing the most recent, and largest crack, as it slowly spread its way across the transparisteel, meeting the rest.

Once the weakness had wrapped its way around a complete chunk of the glass like material, it would break free, sucked in to the vacuum and then, all the rest would follow.

Vader waited, watching the cracks spread for what seems like a lifetime, he watched as a crack meets another, forming a neat plug of glass, and he watches, it flex in place, the vacuum of space tugging at it.

-

He closes his eyes, waiting for the cold void of space to meet them, but before it can, time crumples like a paper ball.

The three of them are flung apart.

And there is nothing.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/46831285/chapters/117961465

this is the snippet i wanted to post before when i posted the other one from chapter 2 with cody and past jango. i have not been able to remember the bits that made the version i accidentally deleted better, but i am still pretty sure it was better so i’m pretty upset about that still lol

this is a wip. this part is from chapter 1 which is really something of a prologue as the fic is about ex-purge trooper cody, grieving and pretty messed up after years in the empire. being sent back in time, landing on the slave ship with jango. i’m working on chapter 3 atm. theres no set timescale, just, as and when inspiration hits. but the end is written