#Leia and Vader

[blxkstar]

"Help me Obi-Wan Kenobi. You're my only hope."

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Princess Leia Organa, you are wise, discerning, kindhearted. These are qualities that came from your mother. But you are also passionate and fearless, forthright. And these are gifts from your father. Both were exceptional people who bore an exceptional daughter.

I would rather be a monster that believes in something, that would sacrifice everything to make the galaxy better, than be someone who sits on the sidelines and watches as if it has no consequences to them.

[tantive404]

Leia Organa as the Gothic Heroine

“Through a dream landscape, . . . a girl flees in terror and alone amid crumbling castles, antique dungeons, and ghosts who are never really ghosts.

She nearly escapes her terrible persecutors, who seek her out of lust and greed, but is caught; escapes again and is caught; escapes once more and is caught . . . [and] finally breaks free altogether, and is married to the virtuous lover who has all along worked (and suffered equally with her) to save her."

-Leslie A. Fledler, Love and Death in the American Novel

The gothic novel is a genre of literature that has grown increasingly compelling to me. Defined by its mixture of romanticism and horror— or “wonder and terror”, with a “loose literary aesthetic of fear and haunting”— these stories are known for their forbidden castles, ghostly mysteries, and, most centrally, their heroines, fleeing terrified into the night in a flowing white gown…

Over the years the gothic has become a genre dominated by the feminine and by women writers. And even though the first example of gothic literature, Horace Walpole’s The Castle of Otranto, was written by a man, the story is largely focused on its heroines. The central plot thread sees a corrupt tyrant prince pursuing a much younger princess for the sake of marriage and her desperate attempts to escape him, as she flees through his castle, through twisted corridors, trap doors, and all manner of danger.

I began to think of the relation between the archetype of gothic heroine and Star Wars’s female lead, Princess Leia Organa. After all, she is typically clad all in white and on the run from a dastardly Imperial villain of some sort. And it would not be so difficult for the Death Star to serve as an old manor, filled with secrets and danger… trap doors (garbage chutes), gaping chasms, masked phantoms (Sith Lords) and terrible, power-hungry old men.

The gothic heroine is a young woman often characterized by her virtue, innocence and beauty. She may be born into a position of high social status, with a wealthy or aristocratic family, or even be full-fledged royalty. Some time early in the story, however, she loses her privilege and power… orphaned, imprisoned, or otherwise inconvenienced. In Ann Radcliffe’s The Mysteries of Udolpho, for instance, our protagonist Emily St. Aubert lives an idyllic life with her well-to-do parents, only for both to die and her fortune to be lost in the first act, where she is then given into the power of her aunt and eventually her villainous uncle-by-marriage, Montoni. Leia, too, was a happy and beloved child as the Crown Princess of Alderaan, even with the shadow of the Empire looming overhead… but is captured on a fateful mission for the Rebellion and sees her planet destroyed for her troubles.

And while a gothic heroine may be physically frail she has the mental fortitude and agency to be the one who drives the plot forward. Leia, too, subverts being placed the box of “damsel in distress” with her strong will and her active fierce participation in the rebel cause.

The consistent pattern of “escaping and being caught” is another that Leia follows quite clearly throughout the original trilogy… when we first meet her, she is fleeing from her Imperial pursuers, only to be overpowered and captured. She’s taken aboard the Death Star, endures torture, and gets rescued… only for the next movie to involve yet another game of pursuit between her and Vader where she’s eventually caught yet again at Bespin. After another escape, she opens the subsequent film with an attempt to rescue her (not-so) “virtuous lover” from his prison… and she is made a slave. She escapes with her own ingenuity to rejoin the Rebellion, is nearly defeated in the perilous final battle at Endor, but with the help of her allies, wins the day and all is made right. A typical fairy tale ending.

And then there are her villainous persecutors, of which there are primarily three— Vader, Tarkin, and Jabba.

The gothic heroine is often menaced by a powerful man,?usually bearing misogynistic or patronizing sentiments. He is dark and threatening, yet can also be alluring… and the heroine strives to escape his oppressive power. So too with Leia, as representative of the Rebellion, seeking to destroy the oppression of the Empire.

In short, Star Wars is a very melodramatic, archetypal tale, and Leia’s journey both illuminates and subverts that.

[disastertriowriting]

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Fanfics:

A shower a day keeps the self-loathing spirit away by egeria - Obi-Wan gets hurt on a mission and Anakin can't mentally handle it. Snuggles ensue.

A Talk Under the Veil of the Night by StarxRox - Fives was executed in front of his eyes. Anakin can't forget what happened. He has nightmares. He hopes that they are just nightmares. But they aren't. Also Obi-Wan is the inconspicuous casual disaster child everybody believes is perfect.

Acch-To Soul, Korriban Body by Sinvulkt (Wakare) - The hound - for it had no name but hound, beast, mutant - collapsed in the dark alley, its small paws folding underneath it. Its chest felt heavy, and its breath came ragged, pained. Blood sang loudly to its ears, as did the loud men that were after it. Its muzzle was still wet from the time they tried to drown it.

Acolyte by Courtesy Trefflin - The mission to Ringo Vinda spirals downward when Tup tries to kill Luminara and Ahsoka confronts, and is injured by, Dooku's unknown assassin, called the Acolyte. There is a conspiracy involving the clones, and Anakin will do anything to uncover it when it means protecting the only people he has had left since Obi-Wan's death many months ago. (Winter Soldier AU)

Crisis of Faith by Courtesy Trefflin (Tirana Sorki) - Qui-Gon's loss isn't the only thing Obi-Wan struggles with after the battle of Naboo. The entire Order worships him as the Sith killer now, but it means having standards he doesn't know he can reach. He can't forget his master. He used the Dark Side. And he has the Chosen One to train, a padawan who is nothing like what Jedi ought to be.

Do Not Stand at My Grave by ReadingBlueWolf - After saving Naboo, Obi-Wan, and Anakin are kidnapped in broad daylight by Dooku. Frustrated by the Council's lack of response (and the old coot insisting on being called "buir"), Obi-Wan pens a few letters to Qui-Gon about the situation.

Flight Path by Courtesy Trefflin (Amina Gila) - Sidious never let him fly, preferring to keep him chained, and even though Anakin was trapped as a dragon for decades, losing his humanity and memories for a time, he has not lost his love for flying. It’s taken months for him to recover, and now that he and his family are taking a trip to Alderaan, he has the perfect opportunity to test his wings again.

Freefall by InsertSthMeaningful - Rey’s Jedi training on Ahch-To entails many things, like swimming, running, lightsaber duelling – and scaling high cliffs. One day, however she falls, and Master Luke doesn’t catch her. Instead, the Force does.

I dream of water by IceyGemini - For a long time, Luke's dreams nightmares were about heat and fire. This one was different...

Mashaw Bros, Sunset Circus by DragonflyonBreak - Come to the circus and witness what you've never seen before.

Multiples - Leia in ANH by Courtesy Trefflin - On the bridge of the Death Star, moments before Alderaan's destruction, Darth Vader is caught off-guard when a shift in the Force causes four more versions of Leia Organa to appear. Leia, who is... his daughter, apparently, the daughter he never knew he had. And Vader will do anything for his family.

Multiples - Luke in TESB by Courtesy Trefflin (Tirana Sorki) - For months now, Vader has waited for the day when he can tell Luke that he's his father. If Luke will join him, they can make the galaxy a better place. That day has finally arrived, except moments before Vader can reveal the truth, the Force suddenly, and unexpectedly, drops four other versions of Luke in front of him as well.

Multiples - Obi-Wan in ROTS by Courtesy Trefflin - Anakin and Obi-Wan have just landed aboard the Invisible Hand to rescue Chancellor Palpatine when suddenly, four other versions of Obi-Wan appear with them. One Obi-Wan is hard enough sometimes, but five? That is a whole other story. It doesn't help that they're not terribly fond of each other... or that the eldest are hiding things about the future.

Of Lineages and Hope by MiaSirtnev - Obi-Wan Kenobi never had a daughter but did have a very special Grandpadawan in Ahsoka Tano. And in matters large and small, they will always be there for each other. Always.

Ready to Respond (Do Not React) by Kefalion - After the events on Cloud City, Luke has been working on his ability to meditate. In a dream, he reaches the right frame of mind and he speaks with Yoda who shares some wisdom.

Relief by hayam - In retrospect, Dooku probably should have gone to the healers the first time he felt that sore tickle in his throat. Or that slight bit of nausea. It would have saved a lot of trouble..

Skywalker Snared by Writer_Patriot - Verifying Dooku's live capture didn't go as planned. Anakin blames himself.

Successor by Courtesy Trefflin (Tirana Sorki) - Traveling into Wild Space in search of ancient Jedi Temples and holocrons to learn from, in the hopes of rebuilding the Jedi Order, Rey stumbles onto something else entirely: the ancient world of Mortis, except... it's now inhabited by Force ghosts?

Swimming Lessons by Kittona writes (kittona) - Ahsoka plots to get her master to take a vacation; they're going to go to the beach. Sun, sand, relaxation, and most importantly, swimming. There's only one problem, Anakin didn't tell her he never learned to swim

The Time Where Anakin Became Yoda's New Padawan by StarxRox - Basically just another time travel story.

With Me As I Go by Courtesy Trefflin - When Qui-Gon died, becoming one with the Force, he could only watch. Watch as everyone in the lineage mourned him, and as the galaxy fell. But he is not about to let his master die. Or, the five times Qui-Gon tried and failed to help his family, and the one time he succeeded.

Fanart:

Just a Little Family Nap by lulek(szalik)

[numerousbees1106]

WASTELANDS PART 2: PRIMARY SUCCESSION (TEASER/PROLOGUE)

I do not know when the actual Primary Succession story will be posted. This is a teaser/prologue made for angstpril2024 and to assure readers that yes, there is in fact a second part of this series in the works. It may not be ready to start posting until next year, or it could be ready next month. I simply do not know. I apologize for the wait, but I have provided small snippets of this series in between to hopefully quench your appetites.

Enjoy!

Leia was nine years old.

The night was cold and quiet in that way that only snow can make something quiet, a light blanket of it muffling the wide, wild expanse. This was their smaller palace, the one she lived in with her parents, far from the bustling cities and their stone-metal-glass structures that felt like grit against her animal bones.

As she drifted half-asleep in her giant bed, wrapped in her soft fur blankets (blankets her mother had originally disapproved of, citing animal welfare, but Leia always had a talent for picking out clothing and blankets and such made of fur of animals that had lived happy lives: she insisted that she could feel the creatures’ creature-ness still living on in the items, but she got the feeling that nobody really believed or understood her), she dreamt faintly of a great, icy dragon wrapped around a snow-covered peak, snow geese and winter ptarmigans flying around its mighty head.

And as that dragon lifted its snout to bellow out across the frozen tundra, she first smelled the smoke.

It was an acrid thing, pervasive and invasive, pungent and miasmic. It curled and coiled like some great, heinous beast from another world, a silent yet ravenous monster creeping ever closer.

Terror clenched at her chest. She’d only ever smelled smoke outside before, near the crackling campfires that had always filled Leia with an instinctual dread. But why was it here now, in the house? She didn't understand.

Cowering under her beloved blankets, she waited with baited breath as distant shouts began to echo through the halls, morphing quickly into screams of pain and terror. A whimper of fear escaped her, but she hardly dared to breathe, bundling even deeper into her nest of blankets and pillows and sheets despite the oppressive heat. Maybe if she burrowed deep enough, she would fall asleep, and when she awoke maybe everything would be back to normal.

She stifled a gasp of pain. In her mind’s eye, the soft lights that ebbed and flowed around her began to disappear, some slowly dimming and fading into nothingness, others suddenly vanishing. They left shadowy voids in their wake that felt to Leia like someone was twisting her stomach inside-out, like she was losing all her teeth at once.

Physically, she wasn’t doing much better. The room was unbearably hot now, the dry, scorching air burning her eyes. The air was nearly unbreathable, choked with caustic smoke, and the screams now echoed from everywhere at once.

“Leia!” She heard her mother’s frantic voice scream. “Leia, where are you?!”

Trembling, Leia slowly peeled some of the blankets away from her face, but was immediately met with a blast of billowing heat and toxic smoke. Something collapsed nearby. The castle was falling apart around them.

Leia wanted so badly to burst out of her protective cocoon, to run into her mother’s arms, but she felt paralyzed, trapped within her own body, pure animal fear spidering her senses. All she could think about was the smoke that had furled and snapped, its silent, intense malevolence staining the air, its gaseous jaws lying in wait to snatch her up.

“Leia!” Her mother’s cry sounded farther away now, hoarse as she broke into a coughing fit that faded with distance.

“Momma,” she whimpered as her head spun, her chest aching and the heat oppressive. Closing her eyes, even as the fire roared on like the rumble of a faulty engine, she felt tears streak down her cheeks.

An ungodly bang resounded through the room, shaking Leia to her bones and dragging her back into a consciousness she hadn’t realized she’d lost.

In her mind’s eye, she saw herself, a tiny and helpless baby dragon of ice and snow, her white scales dull and stained with smoke and soot, wrapped in blankets like broken eggshells, small and weak and vulnerable. With quasar-eyes, she, as the dragon, gazed up to see a silhouette forming in the suffocating heat, chasing the smoke and flame away with large shakes of its massive head, its legs and tail brushing literal tons of debris off to the side effortlessly.

Another dragon stood in the awning of her room, its scales the same color as the soot that haunted the now-smoldering fires, its eyes a deadly crimson red that somehow felt infinitely sorrowful to her. Chains, glowing red-hot in the near-darkness, bound the dragon’s wings to its side, a collar of thorns dribbling supernova blood onto the once-white diorite tile. It moved towards her like vapor, reaching out with misshapen talons to cradle her gently against its chest, a bubble of silence and tranquility encasing her as if the dragon had reassembled the shards of her eggshell back around her.

Wrapped in her favorite blanket, she felt massive, stiff arms carry her, through what felt like infinite twisting hallways and dozens of doors that crumbled to ash at the stranger’s touch, out into the sudden and stunning frigidity of the mountain air, away from the hellish atmosphere of the burning palace and into the arms of a man she didn’t know.

She blinked up at him, momentarily blinded by the harsh glint of the full moon against the snowy mountain fields, shivering despite the thick blanket she was wrapped in as the stranger called out to the dragon-man as he raced back inside.

The stranger cursed, readjusting his grip on Leia, turning soft, intelligent eyes down onto her. She couldn’t quite make out what he was saying - her mind was racing far faster than it ever had before, and though she heard the words she couldn’t understand them. The stranger looked familiar -

“Tide-Tail?” She croaked, her throat feeling scratched and torn from the inside, a foul sulphuric taste lingering in her mouth. Each breath sent shivers of pain through her upper chest, a violent coughing fit overtaking her until a mask was pressed against her face, Tide-Tail giving her a strained smile as he nodded. The air that rushed into her lungs was oddly sweet, calming her minutely as she turned her head to watch her home burn so fiercely that it stained the ebony sky a wretched pale gray.

The dragon-man emerged from the inferno, carrying a woman draped limply in his arms.

Leia’s heart twisted with panic as she recognized the soot-stained face as her mother’s.

The dragon-man turned once more, racing back into the rapidly collapsing palace, his retreating form quickly obscured by the rabid flames and billowing smoke. Leia twisted and wriggled out of Tide-Tail’s grasp, racing over to her mother’s side, ignoring the sharp sting of the snow against her bare feet.

“Mom,” she whimpered, curling up against her, watching as her mother’s eyes twitched open for a brief moment.

Tide-Tail was by her side in an instant, pressing another mask to Leia’s mother’s face before turning and rewrapping Leia in her blanket.

“You’ll get frostbite,” he scolded gently, pulling out a silvery emergency blanket from a large bag that he had draped over his shoulders.

“Please,” Leia’s mother gasped as Tide-Tail gently laid the blanket over her. “Please, take care of her.”

“Of course, your majesty,” Tide-Tail murmured softly, his eyes filled with sorrow as the Alderanian queen’s already rapid, shallow breaths became strained gasps, the oxygen mask dutifully delivering air to lungs that simply couldn’t take it in. Leia remembered the mysterious illness her mother had, the illness that nobody really told her about other than that it affected her mother’s lungs.

Still, trembling as she pressed against her mother’s side, she found that they needn’t had told her anything about it at all - knowing about it wouldn’t have saved her mother’s life, their words would have meant nothing, their words did mean nothing as the star-speckle Leia kept close to her heart dimmed and faded away.

The dragon-man reappeared, holding Papa’s body. Leia didn’t need to look up to know that it didn’t matter now - his star had vanished, too.

“We must move quickly,” a voice that felt like 10,000 flickering embers said, gently yet with an urgency that belied the peril they were in. “This was no accident - nobody is here because nobody was called.”

Tide-Tail - that wasn’t actually his name, she knew, but didn’t much care - stood, gently scooping Leia up into his arms. She screamed. How could they expect her to leave her mother and father lying there, cold and motionless in the snow? How could they expect her to allow herself to be dragged away from everything she’s ever known and loved?

Tide-Tail flinched, a sort of nervous fear uncurling in his presence as he shot an uncertain look over his shoulder at the darkened woods beyond.

Silently, the dragon-man held out his arms, and Tide-Tail handed her over to him.

Darkness, like wings, soothing and promising a safer tomorrow, wrapped around her mind.

She fell unconscious.

[alies22]

I've been reading star wars from a different point of view and I think that if Anakin had raised Luke and Leia, the Jedi order had survived and the twins were trained, Yoda would be Leia's master.

He wanted to train her instead of Luke, he just trained him because Obi-Wan asked.

So maybe he would want to be her master in this AU too.

He or Ahsoka (because it seems cool and right to me)

And Luke would be trained by Obi-Wan or by his father Anakin

Perhaps Obi-Wan could be Leia's master too, they were good together in the Kenobi series, but maybe she would make him do anything she wanted and the training wouldn't go further.

So Leia would probably be Yoda's padawan.

And her lightsaber is purple. Because I think it fits her better than blue or green.

And because I want to.

[fanfictasia]

Adrift Through Time Chapter 3 - Until The End Of Time, a star wars fanfic | FanFiction

Adrift Through Time - Chapter 3 - Until The End Of Time - Wattpad

[tantive404]

If it’s a Star Wars fic and it doesn’t have:

-Leia suffering

-Leia being captured and dramatically chained, but also being feral and sassy

-Vader being possessive and protective to Leia but feeling Conflicted about it

-Vader being extremely angsty and suffering

-Tarkin being a massive creep to Leia, alongside possible other Imperials

I probably didn’t write it sorry❤️❤️

If it doesn't have grumpy x sunshine, I didn't write it, sorry

[jarenka]

It's like angel and demon on her shoulders, but they are her birth parents.

[sabictlali]

Perfect interaction with your kiddo

[galactic-rhea]

First || Previous

Careful with who you meet in a lonely alley

[stealingpotatoes]

Hi it’s me again!

I always think a joke about that scene from Empire strikes back being Vader hosting a dinner party is so funny to me

Because, like it gives the vibes of your dad sitting you down from one of those talks where you know you’re in trouble. But your boyfriend is also there, and so is his best friend, his ex (cough Lando), and his rival. Bonus points because the rival happens to be your dad’s best friend.

I don’t know I just want to know the discussion that happened after those doors closed LMAO

LMAO YEAH top ten messiest dinner parties ever

(donation doodles! // tip jar)

[nothing-but-flowers88]

This picture is amazing, she looks like she just told on Luke and being smug as hell about it

[tantive404]

did i beat you at your own game? / typical of me to put us all to shame

[darth-memes]

[tantive404]

Not only is it after Vader tortured her… it’s after they blew up her planet…

Leia’s coping mechanism is nonchalantly sassing the people who hurt her and it’s both adorable and kind of heartbreaking 🥺

I think about this scene a lot?

Because that's Leia after Vader has tried to torture information out of her?

I'm a little terrified cause the first thing she does is make fun of a stormtrooper for being short???? Like my queen, please.... You're making your dad look bad at his job...

[alies22]

Darth Vader sensed something he had never felt before.

He was on the moon of Mustafar, in the inquisitor's base. One of the inquisitors had kidnapped a child of a senator, a princess.

It didn't matter for Vader, but she was still important, and the trap to get Kenobi had worked.

The fact that the Jedi had come after the kid means that the senator from Alderaan knew where he was and asked for his help, he was a traitor.

But nothing could be done, if something happened to the royal family, people would start to rebel against the empire.

So the real reason for his presence on the moon was to impede the inquisitor of torture or killing the young princess and ruining all of the emperor's plans.

Of course, he knew that Reeva was planning to kill him and get revenge, so she won't be a problem anymore.

He has permission to end this before it started. But before he has to save the kid.

It was weird to do this saving thing again considering his situation.

But the moment he put his feet on the floor of the base, he sensed something strange.

First, it was a sensation that seemed of bravery, hope, and ingenuity, then a few moments later it was of fear and despair.

For some reason, he felt the need to help and calm the source of these feelings, but he didn't understand and decided to ignore it and do what he had to do.

When he got there he stopped the machines that were about to torture the child. He pushed Reeva with the force and left her unconscious on the ground.

He approached the kid who was tied and scared.

When she saw him, she froze, he could sense her fear and confusion, but the only thing he could think of was in protecting her. Not because of his orders, but for some personal reason he couldn't understand yet.

The little girl flinched with his approach and got more confused when he released her and hold her hand.

He lead her to the room where she was before, the room where the woman was trying to interrogate her.

She was locked there as he left to investigate his feelings and why it was about the princess.

The kid certainly was force sensitive, he couldn't kill her because of her family's status, and he didn't want to.

So he noticed her eyes, deep brown as his angel. The hair was similar too and the braids of her hairstyle just made it more obvious.

Were they related? She could be...? It was impossible.

He left and went after answers, he couldn't go directly to Palpatine, but all he needed to know was if she was adopted by the Organa. The force would do the retreat.

He was right she was his daughter, officially she is an Organa, but she was indeed adopted as the queen couldn't have one. The princess, Leia, has his blood and came from his angel. Something of her lived.

Something burned inside him, it was happiness, something he haven't felted in a long time.

Now she was his daughter, his princess, as should have been since the beginning.

He understood Palpatine's lies and the tentative of protecting Leia from the emperor. So he wouldn't do anything to the Organas, they cared for her when he couldn't, but now was his turn.

This is an idea I had in my mind for a while. As English is not my first language, it's kind of hard to make a whole fic, so I'm only doing this part and anyone who wants to can continue, as long as they let me know and give the credits.

The idea was to have Princess Leia found by Vader when she was taken to the Inquisitors' base in the Obi-Wan series. He would realize that she is his daughter and take her to raise and train.

At first he threatens her family and the planet, which is not a good start. Even if he takes care of her like a daughter and really cares, she will always remember the threat he made when she was little.

Over time he starts to act more like a father, even if he was still Vader, which makes him regret the threat, but it's too late. he thinks she has already accepted being his daughter, but in reality she is just confused by the way he acts with her even though he threatened her before.

When Alderaan is destroyed Leia is angry and has no reason to continue as Vader's daughter, she joins Luke, Chewbacca and Han and goes to the rebellion. there she is welcomed with open arms as the lost daughter of Bail Organa.

I wish she had a purple saber, she can have a red one but it's just so Palpatine doesn't notice that she didn't go to the dark side like she should, when she goes to rebellion she goes back to using purple.

and it's a Hanleia story

she is a good person and always finds a way to help the rebels even living with Vader, and she does it in secret. it would be cool if she meets with the ghost team, from the rebels series, like an inquisitor, without really being one, she's just above them as Vader's daughter, but she always finds a way to help the rebel cells, which can make the team and her meet. like it happens in the second season of rebels, but in a different way.

my language is brazilian portuguese, i still intend to write a little bit, but it will be in portuguese.

If you want to read it, just use google translator. I will probably post on AO3.

I'll let you know later if you actually do.