#Senator Bail Antilles

[sw5w]

The Alderaanian Delegation Reacts to the Vote of No Confidence

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace - Deleted Scene: Bail Organa of Alderaan 00:06

[phoenixkaptain]

Really think we should start looking at a “Bail Antilles won the election over Palpatine” AU.

Like, I know Palpatine probably would’ve tried to kill him or make him appear weaker or would’ve just bided his time, but the whole series would be so funny because Bail Antilles is like, nigh unkillable. Dude only died because the planet he was on exploded, they had to blow up Alderaan to kill Bail, this man is immensely powerful.

But also, just imagine??? Palpatine would be like “Chancellor, we’re friends :) you can ask me for advice :)” and Bail would be like “oh yeah sure definitely if I ever need advice I will go to you first” but then just.. never do that.

Because! Bail’s wife is a queen! He would go to Breha first and everyone else second! Everyone would be like “it’s so hard to manipulate our new Chancellor :/“ because Bail just does not ask anyone for advice. Bail offers advice, he does not get offered advice.

Palpatine would’ve tried to kill Bail, but Bail is friends with literally so many Jedi. Bail would just be like “Hey, Obi-Wan, remember that time when you were eighteen when you-“ and Obi-Wan: “I will do whatever you ask without question if you shut the fuck up.” Bail would have Jedi with him all the time, just for funsies and because he’s pals with them. Bail would be like “oh, someone has tried to kill me again… this is an opportunity to spend more time with my dear friend Obi-Wan :)”

Palpatine would try to make Bail appear weaker and Bail would just not fall to the bait. He’d just be like “oh something is going on? Hold on a moment, I’m busy making sure the Trade Federation doesn’t do anything stupid, then I’ll be showing the Senate my fifteen-hundred page slideshow that explains why I’m being nice to the Trade Federation and how helping them will ultimately help the Republic, then I have lunch with Obi-Wan and after that I have tea with Obi-Wan and then I’ll have dinner with Padme, Breha, and Obi-Wan, so I’ll get to it after that- wait, no, Breha threatened to take over the Republic if I was home late again, so I guess I’ll have to get to that thing tomorrow ¯\ _(ツ)_/¯ “

I just… feel like we should discuss the world in which Valorum was cut from Supreme Chancellor only for Bail Antilles to replace him.

[phoenixyfriend]

the senator of serrenno leia AU?

send me an au and i’ll give you 5+ headcanons about it

This ask meme is from over a year ago. Please don't send new prompts.

Anon is referring to Leia Antilles, Senator of Serenno.

Conspiracy theories run rampant about why Leia keeps interacting so much with the Junior Senator for Alderaan.

Leia runs into new padawan Anakin at one point (he is digging into a cleaning droid while Obi-Wan is off doing Things in the Senate and has not yet been able to excuse himself to FIND HIS KID) and very awkwardly entertains him for an hour or two, mostly by giving him a political lecture after he mentions Padme (whom he adores and whom Leia is aware of due to Bail in the future-past) and a questionable political opinion (Hutt stuff overlaid on a Republic setting) in quick succession.

Obi-Wan ends up losing his padawan to the Serenno senatorial offices at least once a month when he's got politics duties.

Leia finds herself with the political capital (Serreno is incredibly rich and Dooku has swayed a lot of planetary leaders to his faction, which means a lot of those planetary leaders are pressuring their Senators to side with Leia on Coruscant), and that means that if Leia starts loudly and aggressively making speeches against corporate interests in the rotunda, she gets a lot more mileage out of it than she had in the Imperial Senate thirty years into the future.

Dooku barely manages to talk Leia into learning how to lightsaber. She then, entirely by accident, finds Ventress and hands her to Dooku like "here, have a traumatized girl my age to teach that actually WANTS to sword and needs a lot of help to be Less Angry, stop trying to Jedi Master at me."

[itstimeforstarwars]

Re: Last names--I thought Bail taking Breha's last name was canon. My 'fun'explanation is that Bail's last name was Antilles same as the senator before him since it's the most common last name in Alderan. So you have John Smith, succeeding John Smith as senator. When the papers run stories on people they have to be all 'John Smith of TownName derides John Smith--no relation--and John Smith--no relation--reports blah blah'

So this led me down a fun wookiepedia hole---apparently Bail taking Breha's name is now Disney canon (since 2021)! In the Disney canon, his maiden name is apparently Prestor, whereas in legends canon, Breha is the one who took his name, and her maiden name is Antilles.

I do love your headcanon though, and I had very similar ones too! I think it's very funny for Bail's maiden name to be Antilles, and for him to succeed Senator Bail Antilles.

[thekatebridgerton]

Happy May the 4th to those who celebrate.

Went to see Phantom Menace in theaters and here's my key takeaways:

1)Qui Gon Jinn was kind of a lil bch to Obiwan till literally the moment he died ( ' council Obiwan is ready to take the trials, he may be super rebellious and a flight risk who shouldn't be trusted... But he's ready, also I wanna train Anakin' also him going ' Obiwan, I'm lit dying here, no words of comfort for you, just this huge responsibility you shouldn't be Taking while you mourn me' ) also I counted like a million instances of Qui-Gon related child endangerment charges. Padme Obiwan AND Anakin are not battle trained adults you jerk! They are kids!

2) Bail Antilles was nominated for supreme chancellor at the same time as Palpie in Phantom Menace and I just know he would have brought Democracy to the Republic! But the senate was afraid of his greatness! I'm so salty he lost against Palpitation the-child-groomer for so many reasons! So many!

3) teen Obiwan Kenobi is still the best thing to happen to the galaxy only surpassed by the even better adult Obiwan Kenobi of later movies

That's the tea, thanks for coming to my ted talk

[chipthekeeper]

42, please?

42. Bail Antilles

Not to be confused with Bail Organa, Bail Antilles was a senator from Alderaan.

wait....

Okay yes both Bails were senators from Alderaan but Antilles was the only one of them nominated to take Chancellor Valorum's place after he was removed from office

Give me a number from 2 to 749 and I’ll post the corresponding Star Wars character from my giant spreadsheet of Star war characters and name a fact about them

[findingoblivion]

Fun fact! A big part of the downfall of the empire was political! Bail Organa started it, and it was continued on by Leia and Luke (and a whole host of others) after the downfall of the Emperor and Vader.

But many people, for decades, had viewed the Empire as good- or at least better than anarchy and chaos. It wasn't until Alderaan was destroyed and Mon Mothma of the Senate spoke out, that the Rebellion was anything more than scattered cells with no real unity.

See, killing the Emperor and Vader was obviously big. Not only did it signal to the galaxy that the Rebels had won, it also got rid of their 3 most powerful assets. But that alone would never be enough to stop the ideology of the Empire, especially in places that were major points of power for them. There were plenty of fleets, planets, and forces that were still loyal to the Empire even after their demise.

It took years of conquest, battle, and war for the New Republic to even wipe out the majority of Imperial forces after Palpatine and Vader were killed.

It became necessary as well, for the rebellion to become more than a rebellion. To be about more than just fighting the Empire, but about what happens after that as well. That's how the New Republic was formed. And the New Republic, while we don't see much about it, had a huge impact on the war. A huge part of the game was propaganda and news being spread across the galaxy, it's all well and good to destroy the Empire, but it becomes a lot easier when you show their methods and get people like Wedge Antilles out of Imperial flight school.

And it was the New Republic that stepped up afterwards. It was the New Republic that destroyed many of the old shipywards and passed the Military Disarmament Act.

It's not just about one or the other. Against those who use violence and brutality to achieve their goals, there is no choice but to retaliate in kind. But you must also take care to not fall into that same cycle, and acknowledge that there is more to it than that. You must make things better through creation, not just destruction.

Luke should've just voted against the empire

[norcumii]

Sometimes I think about how Star Wars destroying Alderaan means Leia’s families never got to interact, and I just flail far too much.

Then some days there’s quick fic. >_>

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Han executed yet another perfect supply run today, so he’s in what the Rebel base calls a lounge, and General-former-Senator-and-maybe-still-technically-a-Prince? Bail Organa moseyed up to his table to congratulate him with drinks.

Not one thing about the last few months has been normal, so Han tries to take this with as much aplomb as he can fake. Chewie, the coward, lasted five minutes before excusing himself to check on some repairs that needed doing, so the last twenty minutes Han’s been bracing himself.

But Organa keeps being pleasant, and curious about the details, and acting as if Han hadn’t spent those last few months metaphorically poking his daughter with a stick to see what happens (and ‘cause she is the most confusing, infuriating woman to ever live).

Han’s also had just enough booze to shake loose some verbal filters, so when there’s a quiet moment he summons up all his courage, slants a glance at Organa, and asks, “So is this where you give me the shovel talk?”

General-former-Senator-and-maybe-still-technically-a-Prince? Bail Organa almost snorts Antilles’ third-best-moonshine out his nose before he cracks up laughing. “Is that really a thing people do?” he finally asks, still mopping up the table. “I thought that was just awful holo-flicks that did that.”

Han makes a face and tries to hide behind his own cup of booze. “Oh yeah, it’s a thing.”

Organa rolls his eyes and shakes his head. “What a waste.” Han’s not too sure what expression he’s wearing, but it makes Organa pause and set down his drink. “What do you think a parent’s primary job is?” he asks, like Han isn’t the least qualified person to answer that.

“Raise your kids?” he guesses.

Organa makes a ‘kinda’ gesture. “Raise your children so that they can deal with whatever circumstances life throws at them. Prepare them to be able to adapt, give them tools and skills to succeed and grow. Not hover over-protectively behind them with gardening implements.”

Huuuh. He squints at the man, not sure he likes this outcome either. “So you’re saying she can utterly destroy me without any help, then?”

“Exactly.” Organa looks way too pleased with that. “Oh, don’t get me wrong, if she asked for my assistance with anything I wouldn’t hesitate to help, but that’s her call to make, not mine.”

Suddenly, it’s a lot clearer where Her Highness gets some of her attitude. “Yeah, that’s not something I ever doubted.” Han has to take a healthy swig because none of this conversation is going how he’d thought it would. “Don’t worry; I’m sure someday she’ll be asking for help with unmarked graves.”

Organa wrinkles his nose and takes a contemplative drink. “More like the other way around, to be honest. She’s had to use more, so I suspect she’s got more spares mapped out than I do.” His Terrifyingness finally twigs to the fact that Han stalled out mid-drink. “What?”

He is totally blaming the alcohol for the rest of his verbal filters disappearing. “Not sure if I’ve ever been more aroused, more terrified, or more desperate to be adopted,” Han admits with more honesty than he’d usually share.

Since His Terrifyingness tosses his head back and laughs, it flew okay. “Don’t worry, son; I think Breha’s decided to keep you around no matter how Leia approaches things, but you didn’t hear it from me.”

Han decides that calls for another drink, immediately.

~end

[sw5w]

Alderaan Seconds the Motion for a Vote of No Confidence in Chancellor Valorum

STAR WARS EPISODE I: The Phantom Menace - Deleted Scene: Bail Organa of Alderaan 00:14

And just for fun, here's an edit of the previous shot, with the bluescreen background replaced with the Senate (and a hovercam droid thrown in).

Bronze Age Star Wars (Ted) pointed out on Twitter that in the 2nd issue of the original 1977 Marvel adaptation of A New Hope, Princess Leia names her father "Bail Antilles" adding further confusion to this character's name and role. When Jimmy Smits was cast as Bail Organa in Episode II, the issue was finally laid to rest.

[roseunspindle]

yet another “Anakin raised by someone else”

In Phantom menace they mention “a young senator by the name of Antilles” from Alderaan. 

So, going with that, Bail is part of Palpatine’s entourage to Naboo and finds young Anakin Skywalker hiding away from everyone (mostly Mace Windu and Yoda). He gets the kid to explain (how in the sith hells did a 9 year old end up in a space battle!)

He hears Anakin say that the Jedi hadn’t wanted him because he was afraid for his mother and missed her, and subsequently learns this boy is a former slave and his mother was in point of fact still enslaved, the Jedi who had taken him from her with the promise he would be a Jedi had died, the Jedi didn’t want him (neither know about Obi-wan’s promise to a dying Qui-gon) and he was terrified and trying very, very hard to hide it (and thank you jedi masters, for making a child in this situation feel guilty for his fear)

Bail is not ready to be a parent, he and Breha are engaged yes, but not yet married, stuff is still in flux and yeah, he’s absolutely comming Breha this second.

So Anakin is whisked away to Alderaan (with a contingent of Alderaani people heading to Tatooine to free Shmi) and is formally adopted by Bail and Breha during their (quicker than intended) wedding ceremony. Becoming Prince Anakin of Alderaan. 

(Many years later Leia Skywalker Organa will be born an Alderanni Princess.)

[rise-above-the-grave]

Fun fact! They didn't actually know for sure whether or not they actually wanted him to be a different person (or so it seems), because it is actually canon that

A) Bail took his wife's name, Organa, when they married

B) Bail Organa was Bail Antilles before he married

Now, whether this Bail Antilles is the same Bail Antilles we...don't have canon confirmation on, I think. Though I personally find it unlikely, due to the fact that TPM takes place 10 years before AOTC, and that means Bail would have been Alderaan's Senator for like...over 30 years. Which is a long time lol.

Anyway. 10-year-old you wasn't entirely wrong!!

So 10 year old me always thought in The Phantom Menace that when they say Bail Antilles has been nominated to succeed Valorum that they meant Bail Organa, they just hadn't decided he would be an Organa. So, in order to make up for that, I always went with the idea that Bail just took Breha's last name cause, well, yeah. Then I learned Antilles is a whole seperate person and I must say, I still get disappointed to this day

[sonoftatooine]

Whumptober 2021

DAY 4: ‘TRUST FALL’ - TAKEN HOSTAGE

Characters: Anakin Skywalker, Wilhuff Tarkin, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa, Bail Organa (mentioned), Obi-Wan Kenobi (mentioned)

Summary: Rebel AU - Instead of falling to the Dark Side, Anakin resists Palpatine’s manipulations, but not without consequences. With Padmé dead, he flees Coruscant, raising their two children in the fledgling Rebel Alliance. However, Palpatine has not forgotten about them. Several years later, Anakin is presented with an ultimatum - give himself up to the Empire or he’ll never see Luke and Leia again.

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"Anakin Skywalker."

The voice of Moff Wilhuff Tarkin crackled with static as it was played through the holoprojector Anakin had cradled in his hand, his glitching image another flicker of light against the deep blue of hyperspace beyond the viewport of the ship that he had...borrowed without permission from the hangar of the new rebel base that they had set up less than a week past. By now, the message was as familiar to him as those blue lights outside; he had played and replayed it so many times. Every inflection of that smug voice, every minute change in expression on that gaunt face. But no matter the pain it caused him, he couldn't stop himself from watching it over and over, as if this time it would be...it would be—

He didn't know what it would be.

"The Emperor demands your presence," Tarkin continued. Anakin had to fight the urge to clench his durasteel hand into a fist, to crush the holoprojector into dust, as he had once on Kiros when confronted with the presence of the Zygerrian slaver on the planet. "For too long, you have evaded capture. I'm afraid that ends today."

The image jumped and stuttered as two small figures were pulled into the frame. A sob caught in Anakin's throat. Luke and Leia, their small wrists trapped in Force suppressing cuffs. Luke's eyes were full of tears, Leia's full of fury. But no matter how fierce her glare, he could tell she was terrified. They were both terrified.

"You have three standard days to come to the Mustafar system," Tarkin said, thin lips twisting into a small, cruelly satisfied smile. "Alone, unarmed. If you wish your children to remain unharmed, you will comply. Fail to do so in any regard, and you shall never see them again."

Beside him, the tears in Luke's eyes began to spill out onto his round cheeks as he frantically shook his head. Some of Leia's fear began to melt through her mask of anger, dark eyes widening in alarm as she opened her mouth to scream.

"No, Daddy, no! Don't—"

A snarl from Tarkin and the recording cut off. With a sharp clatter, the holoprojector fell to the floor as Anakin bent over with a wounded cry, burying his face in his hands.

It was his fault. All his fault. When their last base was attacked, his thoughts had only been to get them out, get them away to safety. Bail had had them go with Antilles to the rendezvous point, but Anakin had chosen to stay, to fight, to hold back the troopers long enough to allow them to escape. But in the end, it had done nothing to protect them. Luke and Leia had never arrived there. Antilles had been killed, and his children had been taken. Taken because he hadn't been there to protect them. Because he always made the wrong choice, failed the people he loved most. His mother, Padmé, and now...

And now, Luke and Leia—his precious children that he couldn't lose, not like he had lost their mother—were in the hands of the Empire, and there was only one thing he could do to save them.

One thing which the rest of the Rebel Alliance had deemed unacceptable. Most of them had been sympathetic, of course. Bail had been very kind and understanding after they had received the transmission, even as he had rushed to put himself between Anakin and the door to stop his mad dash to the hangar, no thoughts in his head beyond the need to get to his children, couldn't let them get hurt no matter what the cost. "Anakin," he'd pleaded with him, large hands pressing down on his shoulders to hold him back, and for one horrible moment it had struck him that, despite his size, it would have been so easy to just...swat him aside—this man who dared stand between him and the only option he had of keeping his children safe— "Anakin, please. I know you want to protect Luke and Leia, but giving yourself up to the Empire isn't the answer. That won't help anyone, least of all them." Obi-Wan had tried too, but he hadn't been any help. "You are the Chosen One, Anakin," he'd said. "We cannot risk you falling into the hands of the Sith. We will get your children back, but you mustn't allow your fear for them to cloud your judgement."

Obi-Wan didn't understand. He was hardly about to forget that he was the karking Chosen One when it was the very reason Palpatine had targeted his children—the man who had befriended him and manipulated him for thirteen years in order to shackle his power to him, who had taken Luke and Leia for the same end. As if he could possibly have forgotten what it was he wanted from him, when the memories of it still haunted his nightmares. His cajoling in the blood red office in the Senate Dome morphing into snarling threats as the Jedi Temple burnt around them, and then Padmé—oh Padmé—her life force slipping through his fingers like sand and there was nothing he could do—

But none of that mattered. Not now. Not when it was his children's lives on the line. He wouldn't risk defying him this time. He couldn't.

They'd tried. They'd tried to find a way to free Luke and Leia without giving into the Empire's ultimatum. But what could they do? They had no idea where Tarkin was keeping them, and if he caught the slightest wind that Anakin had not come alone to Mustafar, Force knew what would happen. He couldn't risk that. Though he was no longer naive enough to expect Tarkin to simply let them go if he caved to the demands (he steadfastly ignored the small part of him that always felt that if he had taken up Palpatine's offer, if he hadn't angered him with his refusal, that he might have let—he might have let Padmé—), perhaps he could find a way to escape afterwards. He would find his children and then they would all get away. But he couldn't let Luke and Leia suffer because of him. Couldn't let them be killed or-or spirited away and twisted by the Sith into something terrible because their father had refused to act.

He wouldn't make the wrong choice this time.

He hoped that nobody back at the base had noticed he was missing yet. He had left well past dark, slipping past the people on the night watch and away with ease. As far as Obi-Wan and Bail and everyone else were concerned, he was holed up in his room, not sleeping, not eating, and torturing himself over and over with that kriffing recording. With luck that he wasn't strictly supposed to believe in, they wouldn't go trying to talk to him too soon. If they found out he was gone, if they figured out where he was going and decided to go after him, Tarkin could take that as an attempt to breach the terms of the Empire's ultimatum, and what would happen to Luke and Leia then?

He was brought sharply out of his spiralling thoughts as his ship's console beeped at him. Blinking, he raised his head from his hands. The ship was coming out of hyperspace. Oh Force. Oh Force. He felt sick, deep in his stomach. His hands shook. For a moment, overwhelming fear seized him. The fear he had felt in the Council Chambers of the Jedi Temple all those years ago as he stared into the vicious yellow eyes of a man he had thought was his friend. Fear of everything he could do to him, and worse, to everybody he cared about. He could barely breathe. But he couldn't let himself get trapped in that fear. He had to do this. He had to—

The blue lights dissipated as the ship reverted to realspace, revealing the fiery image of Mustafar on the other side of the viewport before him. Anakin's hands trembled violently as he grasped the ship's controls—so hard that they creaked alarmingly under his mechanical fingers. For Luke and Leia. For Luke and Leia. He could do it for Luke and Leia—

He angled the ship towards the planet, and started the descent down towards the surface.

When he had come here to save the Force sensitive children kidnapped by Cad Bane during the Clone War, he had decided that, if there was a planet in the Galaxy that rivalled Tatooine in awfulness, it was Mustafar. The roaring boom of constant eruptions reverberated as fiercely in the Force as it did in his ears as he manoeuvred the ship to land on the platform adjacent to a shielded facility similar to the one he remembered from the last time he had been to the planet. Reaching out with the his Force senses, he searched for Luke and Leia and found...nothing. He swallowed. He hadn't really expected them to be here—too much of a risk that he would simply kill Tarkin, take them and go. Instead, what he sensed were echoes of fear and death, and a familiar presence that he had hoped never to cross paths with again.

Tarkin was waiting for him.

"General Skywalker." After so many times watching the holorecording over and over again, it was odd hearing his that crisp, clipped voice without static or interference. Anakin levelled the man with the fiercest glower he could muster as he stepped out of the ship. "Good evening."

"Tarkin" Anakin snarled through gritted teeth. It was all he could force out without succumbing to the urge to lash out, to let the terrible power within him that the Emperor so coveted reach out and destroy his servant in the blink of an eye. He would deserve it. Would deserve it for taking his children, for daring to threaten them— But his children were the very reason he couldn't do it. He couldn't risk them. With a great effort, he bridled in his rage.

Tarkin smiled—that thin, pallid twist of the lips that he recognised from the twilight days of the Republic. The burning red light of the lava glinting in his steely eyes made him think of the first time they'd met. Lola Sayu. The Citadel mission. Ahsoka had saved his life then. Briefly, Anakin wondered if it would have been better for all of them if the man had died there and then.

"I knew that you would come." The Force sent a flare of warning through him, and he suddenly became aware of the clanking of plastisteel armour as, at a wordless order from the man in front of him, stormtroopers surrounded him, blasters pointed at his back. "The Emperor has predicted your every move."

Tarkin's tone was unbearably smug. Despite Anakin's silence, despite his rage, the smile never left the man's face. The shadows in the deep hollows of his cheeks and eyes made him look even more gaunt than usual. Like a grinning skull, here to taunt him with his fate.

"And now... Now, there is no escape. For you or your children.”

[treenahasthaal]

Dark Times: The Story So Far

Dark Times

A Summary

Before I post any new content, I thought a brief summary may be called for.

Chapter 1: NetworkTwo years after the battle of Yavin, Luke is part of an X-Wing squad on a mission to destroy an Imperial Munitions factory on the planet Escaal. He is shot down, hides his lightsaber, and is rescued by the local resistance lead by a man named Dade, who Luke does not meet (or so it seems). Luke is hidden in safe house and his injuries treated. Unfortunately, his hiding place is discovered and after a chase he his shot, injured and captured and brought to the local Imperial prison where Interrogation Specialist Erwin Rhovan questions him using enhanced interrogation techniques and torture.

Rhovan finds Luke’s lightsaber at his crash site.

Vader finds out that Luke is captured and heads to Escaal to claim his son. However, just as he arrives and when Luke is near breaking point Rhovan reveals himself to be the leader of the resistance, Dade. Vader only has a few moments with Luke as during the transfer between the detention centre, Artoo causes the turbolifts to malfunction and Rhovan takes the opportunity to rescue Luke.

Chapter Two: Pale ShelterRhovan takes Luke to the Rebel base on Ra’imar where he is reunited with Wedge Antilles and the rest of Rogue Squadron. He is severely injured (do I sense a theme?) and receives treatment. We find out that Han Solo had tried to get to Escaal, but with the planet on lockdown (we know how that feels) it had been impossible. He and Leia board the Falcon to go to Ra’imar.

It turns out that General Rieekan knows Rhovan and that it seems that they had been friends. Luke and Rhovan are debriefed on the events on Escaal and it starts to become obvious that Luke is struggling with PTSD.

Luke senses that Vader and the Empire are on their way and tries to warn High Command. He lies and says that he broke during Interrogation and told Vader of the base hoping to give the Alliance time to evacuate, but it’s too late. The Empire arrives and lands forces with Vader leading.

Luke is placed in the custody of two rebel troopers, Haslam and Thecla. Before they can get to the evacuation ship it leaves without them. Against orders Luke persuades the soldiers to get to the hangers and an x-wing. However, by the time they get there it is ablaze from an Imperial bombing run.

Han and Leia arrive and join the battle, shooting down TIE Bombers and Fighters. Rhovan is evacuated.

Luke and the two soldiers are trapped on the planet with no way off. Luke realises that it is he who Vader wants and prepares to give himself up. Just before Vader takes him, however Artoo (Yay again!) lands in between father and son and with Thecla and Haslam’s help Luke gets into the fighter. Han brings the Falcon down and Thecla, injured by a flying lightsaber, is taken onboard with Haslam.

Again, Vader is left empty handed.

Chapter Three: RhovanThe surviving Alliance Forces head to Ardalii VI, a new base set up on the side of a volcano. On the landing pad Rhovan, now intrigued by Luke, watches as he lands and is arrested for disobeying orders; much to Han and Leia’s, and Rogue Squadron’s anger.

Rhovan is introduced to Mon Mothma. It’s revealed that Rhovan is from Chandrila. During their meeting she seems interested on what may have passed between Luke and Vader on Escaal and she explains to him that after Bail Organa died, Artoo Detoo came to her with a holographic message from the late Viceroy. Bail told her about Anakin Skywalker and Senator Amidala’s relationship and the birth of their children. She explains that Luke and Leia do not know of their relationship and no knowledge of the truth of their parentage. She is fearful that should Luke discover his true identity that he will join his father against them. She tasks him with watching them both, but particularly Luke, and if it looks like Luke may betray them, Rhovan is to kill Luke.

Luke is fully debriefed by a panel led by Major Ehlen Anders, on Escaal and the events on Ra’mar. It is decided that instead of a full court martial, Luke would be reprimanded for disobeying orders. During a brief, tense meeting, Rhovan returns Luke’s lightsaber to him.

Chapter Four: ConflictThe Empire is clearing up on Ra’imar and Vader ruminates on his past and on his illusive son. Palpatine makes contact and is unhappy, but gives Vader the task of moving refugees from the planet Cusrean to an old orbiting research facility. Vader is perplexed by the order, but it turns out that it is a trap for the Alliance. Fake intelligence will be passed to the Alliance that the facility is researching weaponizing a deadly disease. This will allow him to root out spies within the Empire, and set up the Alliance who will destroy the station and kill refugees, thus the Rebellion will lose support.

It ends with Palpatine savouring the conflict in the galaxy, and the potential conflict between Vader and Luke. It is revealed that Palpatine has a spy in the Rebel ranks who Palpatine tasks with reporting on Luke.

Chapter Five: A Legitimate Target Luke is not yet passed for active flight duty and is still grounded. Han does try to lift his spirits and suggests joining him on supply runs, but Luke declines. Instead he decides to train himself and finds a natural hollow (an old lava flow) surrounded by forest in which to practise with his lightsaber. He is watched.

The Alliance find out about the orbiting research station and the disease the Empire is “planning,” on releasing. They plan to attack, however they are short on pilots and Leia suggests allowing Luke back in the air despite concerns for his mental health. Rhovan backs her up and Luke is welcomed back to the squad.

The Alliance attack the space station, Vader’s forces defend it with the Darth Lord himself in the battle. The fighting is furious. Luke is given the task (the order) of firing the shot that will take out the space station; but all he feels in the Force is innocence. He hesitates, initially disobeying, but his squad are dying around him. He takes the shot and the research facility is destroyed.

The Alliance fighters turn tail and bug out, but Luke’s X-Wing is tagged and Vader tries to capture him, but Luke eludes him again and jumps out of the system. He returns to Adralii VI to find the place subdued and during a debrief of the mission he is told he killed over 20000 innocent civilians due to bad intel. Luke is devasted and is haunted because he enjoyed destroying the space station.

The volcano begins to spew ash and the base in locked down. Luke gets drunk with Han on the Falcon, but later he can’t sleep and leaves the ship. Thecla finds Luke wandering in the ash fall and takes him to the hanger and the rest of the squad. He dreams of watching bodies floating in space; one in particular upsets him. It’s a little girl tumbling in space.

Mothma and Rhovan discuss Luke and the possible danger he presents to the Alliance.

Vader senses Luke’s turmoil through the Force. He decides if he cannot get Luke through battle or capture then another path may be possible.

Palpatine converses with his spy.

Later Luke is helping with the ash clear up, when Han is given the task of taking Leia on a diplomatic mission to try and repair some of the damage done to the Alliance. Luke finds himself in the mess hall with the rest of the squad and the holonet is playing footage (from Vader’s ship) when the image of a dead little girl appears – the one from Luke’s dream. It is then that one of the squads mentions that the faulty intel came from Rhovan.

Luke, in a fugue like state, attacks Rhovan; drawing his saber on him before Wedge tackles him to the ground. Han helps remove Luke to the Falcon before returning to punch out Rhovan himself. Luke gets away from the rest of the squad and goes to his training places and loses himself in the Force as he trains. He has vision of a man standing by his grandmother’s grave

A search party is sent out to find him and secure him (and the squad for helping him get away). Thecla find him and they talk for a while before Luke agrees to go in with her. He finds Han, Wedge and the rest of the squad in lock up, too.

Rhovan meanwhile is perplexed as to where the Executor is going after Cusrean.

Chapter Six, Absolute: It turns out that Leia and Han’s proposed mission is to the planet Horaarn, who is one of the Alliances suppliers. They want to know what happened at Cusrean, and they want Luke to tell them. Luke agrees to go. However, on landing and after tense standoff Luke agrees to give himself into Horaarn custody.

Rhovan is sent by Mon Mothma to Horaarn. But is arrested. He is transferred to Vader’s ship.

Leia is given diplomatic rooms along with Threepio and Artoo. Han, Thecla and Haslam have to remain on the landing platform. However, they manage to get Thecla off the platform and into the city.

There is to be a public hearing at which Luke has to account for his actions. During this hearing Vader arrives and accuses Luke of murder and requests his extradition to Imperial custody.

Luke is taken back into custody (this time criminal proceedings), Leia loses diplomatic status and is return to the Falcon. On Horaarn it is guilty before proved innocent and Leia cannot find any Legal Representative who will take on Luke’s case. She has to do it herself, via hologram from the Falcon.

Luke has a “face to face,” with Vader where he confesses that he felt pleasure when he destroyed the space station. He tells Vader that he won’t win.

Meanwhile, the events on Horaarn are broadcast to the Galaxy on the holonet and the Alliance sends in the X-Wings to help rescue their people.

Stuck in the city, Thecla uses her comlink to contact her handler, revealing herself as Palpatine’s spy.

During a tense trial Luke loses and is given to Vader.

It is revealed that Rhovan has been reinstated into the Empire due his special status and codes. There is more to this man than meets the eye.

The Falcon and it’s occupants are ordered off planet and it’s a tense battle to get past the Imperial blockade, but Wedge et al, join the fray and the Falcon jumps to lightspeed.

Luke learns that his friends are safe and feels that he can face whatever Vader has in store for him as long as Han and Leia are safe. He is walked to Vader’s shuttle and as he steps on board he is faced with Thecla who is pointing a blaster at him. He tells her to “do it,” and Thecla shoots him in the chest.

Cradled in Vader’s arms and dying, Luke understands the visions he’s had, he hears Vader called him “my son,” and he dies after telling Vader, “I win, father.”

Dark Times: Interludes.A series of “quick” one-shots that takes us through the events of “Hoth,” during which Haslam dies and Rieekan is missing.

Leia grieves for Luke, has started a relationship with Han and in her dreams she hears a voice stating, “I am your master.”

Rhovan ponders is fate while thinking of Thecla now in his cells. Thecla, likewise, ruminates on events and on who she had really killed. Vader arrives and takes Thecla from her cell as the Emperor has a special task for her.

Leia remembers something that Threepio had translated from Artoo during her attempts to save Luke on Horaarn. While plugged into the Horaarn computer systems Artoo had been “forced,” to give information to a third party when a code from a previous owner was used. Leia askes the little droid about it, and after much protestations Artoo informs her that the code was Anakin Skywalker’s. He confirms that Anakin is alive and that it was he who used the code on Artoo. He confirms that Anakin was on Horaarn. Leia asks Artoo where Anakin was during Luke’s trial and is informed that he was in the court room with Luke and Leia realises that Anakin Skywalker and Darth Vader as one and the same person.

And that Luke is alive.

Luke is indeed “alive.” He suffered a catastrophic brain injury through lack of oxygen, but his body was saved. Through manipulation of the midiclorians Palpatine was able to regrow brain tissue. However, Luke is comatose and vulnerable to Palpatine’s machinations.

Chapter 7, For Darkness Restores: Please go back to the start of this chapter as I have reworked and edited much of it. Sadly my writing is not what it once was… ☹

ooOOoo

Did I miss anything?

[spell-cleaver]

Astrophilia

This is my project for @star-wars-wlweek! 

Leia and Qi'ra can fight others and each other with words and weapons easily enough, but trust in themselves is harder to come by, and may be what keeps them apart.

Or: five universes in which they almost, but not quite, find each other, and one universe where they do.

Read it on AO3 or FFN instead.

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Day 1: Gay Awakening | Pirate AU

The gay awakening in this isn’t quite as clear as I wanted it to be, nor is the gay super clear; I’m not great at writing romance. I hope you enjoy it anyway :D

In one universe of many, Qi’ra boarded a covert attack ship named the Striker.

Bring me the little rich rat, Lady Proxima had told Qi’ra, her decadent jewellery glinting in the dim, murky light of her pool. If there were any rich rats around here, Qi’ra couldn’t help but think, it was her. She and her senator father want to ‘clean us up,’ drive out the gangs. She needs taking care of.

Not necessarily murder, she knew, though Qi’ra had certainly done worse in her years of servitude. Han, the big softie, never liked the dirtier jobs, but Qi’ra still had her eyes on the role of enforcer and she wouldn’t get that if she played nice. Whatever Proxima wanted done to this Princess of Alderaan, she would do it.

Better her than Qi’ra.

And the job came with some perks, as well. She’d been allowed into a ship off-planet for the first time ever. Corellia was putrid on the ground level, but seeing it from above was a different matter: seas of grey-green waste, textured tumbles of built-up civilisation that had been run down three centuries ago, the white-capped poles blemished with black and grey.

Everyone around her was oohing and aahing at the skies and the million stars that Corellia’s piss-coloured lights washed away. But Qi’ra kept her eyes on the planet below.

She had never seen another world but she knew her own was a shit hole. There was no point forgetting that—especially when she had a job to do.

Corellia’s junkyard that passed for rings was an ideal place to hide a scrappy pirate ship, bartered from the Hutts and fixed up with spit and miracles. Qi’ra fingered the small blaster she’d been trusted with for this mission, gripping the accompanying stun baton tightly.

Han shot her a grin from the co-pilot’s seat but she ignored it. The Worms’ primary pilot grunted at him to focus.

Qi’ra focused too. The Tantive IV, the diplomatic ship captained by Raymus Antilles, owned by Senator Bail Organa, used by Princess Leia Organa on her numerous sanctimonious relief missions. Corellia, as one of Alderaan’s nearest neighbours, was getting the brunt of some of her efforts first, and if she managed to get enough relief and policing there, she might even shut down the White Worms.

They couldn’t do that. Qi’ra had fought so hard, all these years, to be where she was now. She wouldn’t lose it.

The Tantive IV winked into realspace on the edge of Corellian airspace and Han hacked their comms with barely a thought.

“—Princess Leia Organa, here for the scheduled relief mission—”

Even her voice was pretentious and fake. She’d be easy to kidnap, then hopefully easy for Proxima to intimidate. Actually, killing a Core world princess might be problematic politically, but it was amazing what the Empire would turn a blind eye to if they didn’t like the politician.

Tank, the Aqualan leader of the mission, grunted his instructions. “Attack. Now.”

Han jammed the Tantive’s comms. Qi’ra finally replied to his grin with a grim smile as he patted her on the shoulder, then stood with the boarding team as the Striker careened towards the Tantive and opened fire.

The next few minutes were a blur. The ships jerked as they connected, the Striker seizing the Tantive’s airlock like a snake seized a rat between its jaws. Qi’ra rocked with the motion and was one of the first fighters on the ground when the doors hissed open.

They met fierce resistance from the bodyguards. Bolts flew, blew molten plasma across the metal walls, but there were more intruders than defenders and soon they were retreating back down the corridor, shooting haphazardly over their shoulders.

“Secure the escape pods!” came Tank’s shout. “Locate the target!”

Qi’ra sprinted down the corridor and took the first left where everyone else fanned out across the ship. A few men Qi’ra didn’t know followed her. She kept an eye on them as she went: one blue-skinned Twi’lek and one gruff human. She trusted neither of them not to try to steal glory for themselves, but she could take them if they did.

They came upon the first escape pod and shot the controls, disabling it. Then the next. Then the next. The engine room and other guts of the ship expanded on their right, and it took everything in her not to jump at shadows.

She did jump when the bolt came.

It struck the human man in the chest; he went down instantaneously. Qi’ra whipped her head around and returned fire, forcing the attacker to retreat to where their aim was less deadly.

The Twi’lek wasn’t so wise. He grunted and barged forwards, punching out shots in a rapid staccato, but in a few moments he was nailed in the lek, then the forehead. Qi’ra grimaced at the splatter of blood and brains.

That was a mistake. Her moment of distraction saw her attacker dive with range again; they shot right through her ponytail and left her hair a sticky mess. She did the only thing she could do: she brawled.

They weren’t expecting her to leap. Qi’ra’s fist landed right in a chest—where she’d thought the abdomen would be, but her attacker was smaller than expected. She used that: yanked them towards her, under the glaring lights, before they could shoot again.

She stared.

Her assailant—a young woman with intricate braids and a stony expression—pulled herself up to her full, diminutive height and glared.

She was, Qi’ra hated to admit, highly attractive.

She brought up her blaster. Qi’ra kicked it out of her grip and was backhanded for her troubles. Small hands gripped her own blaster fiercely and she twisted away, snarled—tossed the blaster aside rather than give it up. It scattered into the next escape pod.

The woman—Princess Organa, it had to be—dived for it. Qi’ra tackled her. They rolled across the floor, faces inches apart, and Qi’ra tried to fight the paralysis when they locked eyes.

She lifted her hands to punch again, but Organa gripped her wrists.

“Who are you people,” she hissed. “Why are you attacking!?”

“I just need another mission under my belt, Princess,” Qi’ra grunted, trying to free herself. Organa’s grip was strong. “’Else I’m back out on the streets.”

“That’s why we’re here, I’m here to help—”

“I can’t trust help from a stranger.”

“Then get out of my way.”

Organa struck Qi’ra across the face and she fell to the side, cursing. She scrambled for the escape pod.

“Oh no you don’t,” she hissed, but Organa already had the blaster. Qi’ra leapt in after her and rolled to duck the bolt that soared past her ear.

It struck the button to detach instead.

No.

No.

Organa smiled grimly and pulled a lever. The airlock disengaged. They were floating in space, untethered.

“I have no interest in being captured by whoever you work for,” Organa spat.

“Captured? Pah. Lady Proxima just wants you and your relief efforts out of the way.” Qi’ra eyed the blaster but didn’t dive for it again. She glanced at the controls, the ship—the shots from the Striker just missing their pod. “We had orders to fire on any escape pods that were released.”

Organa went white. “You’re saying we’re going to die.”

“You’ve killed us both, yeah.”

Organa swore in a language Qi’ra didn’t know. “I hate you.”

“It’s mutual, trust me.”

“I don’t trust you.”

“Likewise.”

“But sit your sorry backside down there.” Organa grabbed her arm and frogmarched her to the only seat in the escape pod. “And steer.”

“Steer?”

“I’m going to escaped this. I want to live.” Organa eyed the Tantive and the Striker getting smaller with every spiralling moment. Bright shots shattered out from them and puckered their hull. “My question is: do you?”

When Qi’ra laid hands on the controls, they were hot and shaking under her touch.

[paradoxspaceheater]

i’m pretty sure that was canon in the old au? which would explain where people are coming from!

I really don’t understand the people who like to headcanon that Breha was the Antilles and Bail the Organa??? I just straight up do not understand. 

[ekjohnston]

I don't know if you're the right person to ask this, but maybe you came across this in some of your research. Breha Organa's father was named Bail Antilles and was the senator of Alderaan before the Naboo crisis. Breha later married Bail Organa who became the next senator of Alderaan. Is there a reason why they are both called Bail? It's just weird that two following senators have the same name and are related by marriage. Did Organa's family knew the Antilles family and named their son after one of them? Or is it just coincidence

I think I remember reading, like back in 1999, that Bail Antilles was the Alderaanian equivalent of John Smith, so both names are going to show up with some frequency.