#along with fox/breha/bail

[constellation-skirmishes]

this is a little shitshow i like to call the 'kenobi's exes polycule'

[the-starry-seas]

woke up with bail/fox thoughts of bail always requesting shinies for personal guard things and this sets fox on high alert because why be specific about that. what are you doing to my shinies. and then he finds out that bail is giving them lunch and letting them nap on the couch in his office and he's like. ah. this is... ah. *the comically biggest heart eyes you've ever seen in your life*

also having thoughts of fox assigning himself as bail's guard whenever bail actually needs one, cause bail is kind to the shinies and that means fox actually wants to protect him. fox getting hurt on a trip offworld and telling bail exactly how to escape back to the ship, but bail won't leave without him. he just says, the shinies say 'we are not things'. they say you taught them that. i believe it too. and he's not nearly strong enough to carry fox, but he can take just enough of fox's weight that fox can stagger along.

fox has no idea about the uproar caused by bail flying them back to alderaan instead of coruscant, to take fox to the palace medbay where he'll be given the same standard of care as bail himself. all fox knows is that there's real flowers on the bedside table, and the window is open to let in real sunlight and the smell of grass. and that bail is there. asleep, on a little sofa, his arm stretched out so he can hold fox's hand.

perhaps the most startling part of all this, for fox, is when breha comes in and feels his forehead and asks if he's doing all right and says she brought more flowers. there's no assistants or bodyguards or troopers. it's just her. like she trusts fox the way bail does. like she cares about fox the way bail does.

the way her husband does, fox reminds himself. there is no room in a natborn's world for a clone. his place is with the GAR. he has never deserved anything else. he never will. but when she promises to get him anything he wants, and that beautifully cool hand rests over his as she kisses his cheek and says she hopes he gets his rest-

he wants. he wants so badly.

it doesn't really surprise him when bail wants him, too. many senators find the rank of marshal commander... something to be conquered. not wanted, by any means. just another thing to brag about, the best clone in the Guard obeying their every whim.

what surprises him is that bail courts him. that bail is steady and gentle and respectful and always asks for fox's permission to touch him. that breha is just the same whenever fox sees her and talks to him like he's an old friend. that they treat fox like someone to be desired. someone worth fighting for. fox doesn't know what to do about that. he knows he wants to find out.

he finds out so very many things, and the best of them all is, by far, what it feels like to be loved.

[varpusvaras]

Thought about the opening chapters of Wild Space again and how Bail is just sitting there in his office with a glass of brandy at like. 5 am. and I'm not sure he even slept at all.

And then started thinking about how he would definitely always be telling Fox to please get more rest, dear Commander and you need to take a break and I hope you've gotten something to eat, I don't like it when you have to run along the streets of Coruscant with so little energy. He said all of these in messages in one single night and so much more and Fox had been flustered the entire night because 1) that's so sweet he can't handle it and 2) here he is, not getting more rest and not taking a break and he has definitely not eaten properly the whole day because he has been busy and it's already the next morning and he is still finishing up his duties in the Senate and-

-and Bail steps out of his own office wearing the exact same clothes Fox had seen him wear the night before and looking just as tired as Fox knows he looks.

And now they are just standing there. Staring at each other. And based on the way Bail looks like a tooka in speeder headlights, Fox knows that he knows that Fox is looking extremely unimpressed underneath his helmet.

"Commander Fox, pleasant to see you this fine morning-"

"I'm telling Breha."

[jessepinwheel]

For Parex: what are Fox and Kiki up to? (also is Kiki's name a reference to the bouba/kiki effect?)

I assume that this question refers to what happens to fox and kiki after the course of the story, because during the course of the story fox is just turbo brainwashed and being used as death watch's tool while kiki is a child, also turbo brainwashed.

after the events of the story, the jedi do some extensive deprogramming on fox to help him recover from both the empire and death watch so he's not completely dead inside anymore. he ends up on alderaan along with cody and rex trying to start a new life and also maybe get to know this family that he never really knew he had. he also gets to reconnect with boga while boga is doing his padawanship, and also maybe apologize for that time he shot boga off a cliff.

kiki ends up being adopted by bail and breha because rex kind of rescued/kidnapped him from kamino when he found out about the brainwashing thing and then just left him in alderaan. presumably he is doing much better now that he is being raised by loving parents instead of being put through kamino's brainwashing factory

(and yes, kiki is a reference to bouba/kiki. I did spend a while thinking of what boba's twin should be named, for a while I was thinking cha, as in tea. as in boba tea. but I just like kiki more so here we are)

ask me questions about parasitic extraction, the role reversal mandalorian empire au that I have

[kbirbpods]

[Podfic Link] | Length: 16 minutes

Original Work: Think I Have A Problem by @wanderingjedihistorian

Clone Wars: Fox/Bail/Breha | Rating: General Audiences

Summary: 

“Pardon me, Commander Fox. Might I trouble you for a moment?” It had already been a long morning and Fox just wanted to be able to go hide in the Guard offices. But he couldn’t say no to a Senator without good reason. And this particular Senator had a quiet, but well earned, reputation among Guard for being kind and always ready to offer a good cup of caf. Fox desperately could use one of those too.

Notes: podded for @polypodweek 2024!

also... this is part 41 of @wanderingjedihistorian's Here There Be Dragons series. I didn't put it in my [Podfics of] Here There Be Dragons series yet because it's so much further along than the rest of the series but it was just too perfect not to podfic for the event!

[stardustloki]

When you already have 536 kids, what's one more?

“Where would I be without your wisdom?” Bail asked.

“Still wondering where to hide the chancellor’s body,” Breha answered, before standing abruptly, leaving him wheezing in the dressing room, absentmindedly wondering if his wife was trying to kill him too.

-

The Chancellor is dead (but Bail had nothing to do with that, he swears!) and the Organas have found themselves the proud parents of Commander Fox and 535 other members of the former coruscant guard. What could go wrong?

Read it on ao3 here.

Or below the cut...

Bail Organa smoothed down his cloak and turned to his wife as she put the finishing touches to her outfit, pressing her hairpins into place.

He opened his mouth to speak, before catching her eye in the mirror.

“If you’re going to ask me if I’m going to be alright one more time ,” she warned.

He sighed, before bending down and pressing a tender kiss to her temple.

“Bail,” she said softly. “Like I told you, I’m fine. I’m not about to have a breakdown over meeting Padme's two newborns.” She took his hand and rubbed her thumb along his knuckles, smiling ruefully. “I have always wanted a baby of my own, like I know you have, but I’m not 32 anymore, I’ve accepted my infertility, I’ve accepted that the stringent adoption laws are there for a reason, that I can’t just decide to bypass them because I’m Queen. Besides,” her voice took on a more teasing tone, “I have five sons just out there, and many more scattered across the galaxy. When would I have time for a baby?”

Bail found himself smiling softly, heart filled with relief and affection, and he drew his wife’s hand to his lips, kissing it gently.

“Where would I be without your wisdom?” he asked.

“Still wondering where to hide the chancellor’s body,” she answered, before standing abruptly, leaving Bail wheezing in the dressing room, absentmindedly wondering if his wife was trying to kill him.

Once he’d managed to get his breathing under control, he followed her out into the corridor, where he found her admiring how smart Fox, Thire, Tree, Jare and Infra looked in their freshly polished armour.

“But ma’a- Mom ,” Thire was complaining, though the exasperation in his tone was surely for effect. “We always keep our armour in good condition!”

“Am I not allowed to compliment….”

Fox, the only one to acknowledge his entrance, rolled his eyes at him and grinned, his smile scrunching up the scar across his cheek, almost hiding it from view. Then he graced Bail with the most terrible salute he could imagine from a man literally bred to join the army. “Reporting for baby-meeting duty, sir!”

Bail found himself grinning fondly back, thinking about how far his once uptight and anxious kid had come, and pulled him into a hug, resting their foreheads together in a way that Fox had told him was traditional in mandalorian culture, and was now traditional amongst the clones too. His son melted into the hug willingly, something that never failed to fill him with joy and relief, considering that not so long ago, the only people who could touch Fox without him having to suppress a flinch were his fellow corries, and sometimes he hadn’t even been able to manage it then.

“Excited?” he asked once they’d parted.

Fox nodded, his over-long curls (definitely not regulation) bobbing as he did so. “Rex says Naboo’s beautiful, and I’m looking forward to seeing him, and the tubies.”

Bail wondered if he should remind him that most people at the naming ceremony gathering would be referring to the twins as ‘newborn babies’. He decided against it.

-

Fox was right, Naboo was particularly gorgeous this time of year, and as they walked through the fields from where their ship had been directed to land, towards the lake house where the event was due to be held, Bail couldn’t help but feel calm and content. The smell of the colourful spring flowers filled his nostrils, the sound of hundreds of busy insects reminded him of the here-and-now.

As they walked, Tree told them all excitedly about the different plants that he could see around them, almost too fast to understand, monologue flicking from topic to topic as he spotted something new. Bail could have cried with happiness for him. Tree, one of the younger members of the guard, had named himself with the dream of seeing the vast array of plant-life the galaxy had to offer. Instead, he had been stationed on the durasteel jungle known as Coruscant. Now, thankfully, he had a job in the horticultural gardens of the alderaanian palace, as well as being invited on training missions with the Agri-Corps. He was glad that his kid was now able to experience many moments like this, and could show off the knowledge that he’d gained.

Under the sunlight, his sons’ armour gleamed, and Bail couldn’t help but admire how smart they looked - how right his wife had been to compliment them. They looked impeccable in the Phase 3 design, merging the best parts of mandalorian and clone armour, decorated with intricate personalised designs the corries would never have dared used in the days of the former republic. 

Despite the range of colours used in their designs, you could almost always tell who had served in the coruscant guard by their armour - although they’d taken some time to become comfortable with the idea of being visibly individual, nowadays their armour was usually the most artistic and unusual, strewn with patterns and symbols from different cultures, especially (Bail was somewhat-selfishly pleased to see) those inspired by Alderaanian art and tradition.

As they walked up the steps to the entrance he looked down towards the lake to see a young man and woman gleefully jumping around, shrieking with an infectious joy and splashing each other with water. At the edge of the lake sat a man in a hoverchair, smiling as he conversed with C-3P0.

Sabé greeted them at the entrance, kissing Bail and Breha on both cheeks, before offering her arm to each of the clones and gripping each of theirs tightly. After they made their way inside, Fox and the others made a beeline for Rex, stood in the corner next to a beaming Ahsoka, already watched by an attentive group of the 212th.

“So,” Bail could just about hear him saying over the chatter of the other guests. “You may think you can hold a tubie like this-” Ahsoka passed him a plastoid toy doll and Rex proceeded to hold it upside down by its ankle, before moving on into several other positions that would definitely cause permanent damage to a newborn. “It is not a small cadet!” Bail could now hear Rex quite clearly. “It does not want to be wrestled or thrown onto soft surfaces! It is a tubie near the start of its growth cycle. You handle it as you would handle a frag grenade, and you always, always , support its neck, like this.” He then settled the doll into his arms in a way that showed Bail that Rex had spent quite a lot of time helping with the newborns. “What do you always support?”

“Its neck, sir!” the clones chorused.

“It’s good to see you here,” said a voice from behind him, and Bail turned away from the demonstration to find Anakin Skywalker behind him, cradling a sleeping newborn, wrapped in a soft blanket.

The baby was tiny, perfect in a way that Bail knew he would never find the words to describe, and all at once he found himself hit with a strange sort of loss. Oh. Maybe he should have been worrying about himself, not Breha.

“You too,” Bail managed to reply in a normal tone of voice, still continuing to look down at the newborn.

“You can hold her, if you’d like,” he was told, and with far more confidence than a new father should have had in Bail’s opinion, he suddenly found the baby placed into his arms, as if for some reason Anakin knew without a doubt that Bail wouldn’t drop her. Bail did not share the same faith, but stared down at the precious bundle, shaking slightly as the baby seemed to curl inwards, towards his chest.

“She can sense she’s safe with you,” Anakin said seriously.

“Excuse me?”

He glanced up towards the retired Jedi, and was surprised to see a nervous expression upon his face. “I’ve been having visions.”

“Right,” Bail said. That didn’t sound good. He’d heard from Padme about how Anakin would have nightmares about bad things to come.

“I saw the future, in another universe, one where I- where Padme-” he cut himself off, and Bail couldn’t help but feel for him as he watched him try to fight back grief. “In the universe where Palpatine won,” and Anakin spat the name, betrayal still clearly hot on his tongue. “The universe in which you didn’t kill him-”

“That has never been proven,” Bail interrupted.

“Sure,” Anakin replied, completely ignoring him. “In that universe, you and Breha took in our daughter, and you raised her as your own. You loved her, and there was never any doubt that you were her parents.”

He didn’t know what to say - what in the galaxy were you meant to say to something like this? - and instead opted to continue staring blankly at Anakin’s intent expression.

“So Padme and I have talked, and we’ve agreed that you and Breha can be co-parents if you’d like.”

Bail found himself choking on thin air as he looked frantically between Anakin and the baby cradled in his arms. Surely, Anakin couldn’t be in his right mind? And yet, there was something that whispered to him that this idea was the right one, the strangest feeling of deja-vu.

“You can feel that’s what the force wants for her, can’t you?” 

Despite himself, Bail found himself nodding. “Her name’s Leia,” he said, and then wondered why he’d said it, wincing at appearing so presumptuous.

“Yeah it is,” Anakin agreed, sounding thrilled. “Leia, after the mighty Krayt dragon. I’m glad you can sense it too. Only, maybe don’t go telling people until after the naming ceremony, it’s meant to bring bad luck.”

Once again, he found himself nodding in a numb agreement as he stared down at the sleeping girl. “Leia,” he whispered. It meant 'beloved' in Alderaanian, and he couldn’t help but think that it fit her perfectly.

“Why are you okay with this?” Bail asked, frowning back up at Anakin. Of course, he’d matured a lot recently, especially after the chancellor had disappeared in mysterious circumstances, and had the revelation that he was going to be a father, but he’d always felt that the young man had a selfish streak - how could he bear to share such a gift?

Anakin was quiet for a few moments. “I guess it’s just growing up on Tatooine,” he shrugged, rubbing the back of his neck. “Families are rarely traditional, or even blood relatives. They’re who you choose. Maybe, there’s a part of me that doesn’t want to share her, but, the Force is telling me this is the right decision, and I can’t help thinking how incredible it is that she’s going to be loved and cared for by so many people. Force, Rex has said almost the entire 501st want to be the children’s uncles. And, I just think, how lucky are they? How many people get a family like this?”

They stood there, silently, for a few moments, as the noise of the gathering continued around them, and Bail allowed himself to process what Anakin had said, to believe it was true.

He was just wondering about how they’d explain this to Breha, to everyone else, hell if this set up even had a chance of working, when abruptly, a horrible thought hit him.

“What happened to her brother?” he hardly dared ask the question, but knew he needed to. Why had they only had Leia, and not both of the children?

“He grew up with Beru and Owen on Tatooine,” Anakin replied, and Bail found himself sighing in relief. “They always referred to themselves as his aunt and uncle in my visions, and they’ve let us know they feel a little young to be parents, so they’re just gonna be his aunt and uncle again, and we’re gonna make sure he gets to visit them as much as possible.” He paused, before adding, “After we’ve defeated the Hutts, of course.”

“Of course,” Bail echoed.

“Well, I can’t let you be the only one in the family to decimate a political body!”

He rolled his eyes, but didn’t bother protesting his innocence again. He supposed it only really mattered that no one had ever found enough evidence to prosecute him, and that the proof of the chancellor manipulating both sides had been too irrefutable for most people to want someone to face trial for his suspected murder.

-

Explaining the idea to Breha went less smoothly, as the Force seemed to think it had done enough interfering for the day, but Padme had been speaking to her while Anakin had spoken to Bail, and gradually her bewilderment seemed to lesson, and her confidence grew, until she hesitantly agreed to the co-parenting idea, and (after Padme had asked them both), to be another Aunt and Uncle to Luke. Bail watched in hope and relief as she smiled down at baby Leia in her arms.

Next, they needed to speak to their current kids, and so Breha beckoned Fox over to join them, figuring that he was probably the best one to start with.

“She’s my sister?” Fox asked cautiously, after he’d understood the situation (and after Bail and Breha had both made it very, very clear that neither he nor his brothers were going to be replaced).

“If you’d like her to be,” Padme said.

Bail watched him stare in awe at the bundle in his arms, held very carefully and according to Rex’s earlier advice. Fox brought his head down very slowly to brush Leia’s in a gentle keldabe, before he looked up, tears forming at the edges of his eyes.

“Yes please,” he whispered.

-

The naming ceremony was beautiful, a mixture of Nabooian, Tatooinian and (as Bail would never have expected a mere hour earlier) Alderaanian and Clone customs.

Before it had begun, Padme and Anakin explained their decision to involve Bail and Breha in the upbringing of their daughter (and, by extension, their son). The announcement had still felt strange to Bail’s ears, and those attending were understandably perplexed. The situation, perhaps, was saved by Mace Windu, who yelled that it was the Will of the Force (and then had to swiftly leave due to a shatterpoint migraine - whatever one of those was).

Anakin and his family from Tatooine (Owen’s and Beru’s hair still damp from the lake) led the Tatooinian blessings, in a language that Bail was surprised to find himself unfamiliar with. He did learn, however, when Anakin translated the final part into basic, that Leia’s brother’s name was Luke, and he was named for the hope that he brought. Then, a Nabooian priest, with Padme and her family, as well as the surprising addition of JarJar (who was not allowed to hold neither Luke nor Leia), began the second part. The next part was improvised by Bail, Breha, Fox, Thire, Tree, Jare and Infra, as they hastily pulled together something based on Alderanian and Corrie customs.

Later, Bail would remember feeling overjoyed but confused, and slightly embarrassed (though everyone who’d watched would assure him that it was beautiful).

After the ceremony was over, Obi Wan Kenobi stood, staring accusingly at Anakin and Padme. “Now,” he said. “Given that you didn’t bother to invite any of us to the wedding, I don’t suppose you would mind renewing your vows?”

All in all, it was a very good day.

-

That evening, as sunset turned to dusk, and Luke and Leia were safely bundled up in a portable cradle, everyone gathered around the lake, chatting and laughing.

“What happens now?” Fox asked from his place on the sand beside him.

“We live,” Bail told him.

[pod-together]

Pod-Together Day 2 Reveals 2023

Fashion is the Armor [text, audio] (Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types) written by wanderingjedihistorian, performed by kbirb Summary: It’s not that Fox would have reconsidered things with Bail and Breha if he had known about…this. It’s just that if someone had told him he needed to go shopping for a “proper prince consort wardrobe” and that said shopping trip would make him long for the days of babysitting Senators…well. He’d have figured out some way to avoid this part.

Through Thin Walls (9-1-1: Lone Star (TV 2020)) written by noxsoulmate, performed by Juulna Summary:“Hey, so please don’t freak out–”

In the next moment, Carlos could hear a thud, followed by a curse, and he was pretty sure the guy had just hit his head somehow. Carlos winced in sympathy.

“Sorry! Sorry, it’s just your neighbor here.”

“Dude,” came the reply, the voice sounding rough, probably from all the crying. “Way to give a person a heart attack. Also, creepy much?”

“My apologies. The walls here are basically paper with some paint slapped on. So uhm… noises are somewhat muffled but… not really, I guess.” ~*~ 3 times Carlos only heard his neighbor’s voice, 2 times TK lusted over a certain officer, +1 time it all melted together.

Captain Jack Books (Newsies!: the Musical - Fierstein/Menken, Newsies: The Broadway Musical! (2017)) written by TrebleMaker07 and Shakespeare_stole_my_url, performed by Shakespeare_stole_my_url Summary: Jack Kelly is the proud owner of Captain Jack Books; however, business is down and the Delancey brothers have expanded. How will he keep Captain Jack Books relevant? And who is the cute guy that keeps coming around?

Fashionable Lectures, composed and delivered with Tact and Titillation (Lilywhite Boys Series - K. J. Charles) written by vinia, performed by jennisaisquoi Summary: The Marchioness of Cirencester seeks advice from her best friend, the Countess of Moreton.

Sk8 Infinity: Winter Break (SK8 the Infinity (Anime)) created by Syr, Opalsong, and Cantarina Summary: EM: It’s another episode of Ambiguous Robot and Earnest Hero Watching Anime, the podcast all about anime, fandom, and what shows are worth spending your short hours on this earth watching, and the drama they create along the way. I: Today we’re talking about Sk8 Infinity: Winter Break, the prequel series to SK8 The Infinity. And no, don’t ask us why it’s called that. This is just the anime nonsense that we are here for.

Old Words, New Mission (Marvel Cinematic Universe, Captain America (Movies)) written by poppetawoppet, performed by GhostCwtch Summary: In which 'Til the end of the line' resets all the other code words.

Nearly Enough (Hornblower - C. S. Forester) written by Sanguinity, performed by Luzula_podfic Summary: Over the course of two wild days and two wild nights in Kingston, Hornblower must choose which he wants more: command of the Retribution, or Lieutenant William Bush.

admiring flowers (Hannibal (TV)) written by Koschei_B, performed by Dr_Fumbles_McStupid Summary: Will's not a goddess, but he gets kidnapped by the Reaper all the same.

At the End of All Things [text, audio] (Transformers: Prime) written by autobotscoutriella, performed by Gilraina Summary: At the end of the war, Optimus goes in search of something still missing.

when all the roads you took came back to me (บทกวีของปีแสง | Be My Favorite (TV)) written by Kiranokira, performed by pieces0fstars Summary: In a timeline where Kawi and Pisaeng are both famous and secretly dating, a jetlagged Kawi sits on Pisaeng's lap during a livestream and accidentally outs them to the public.

It’s in the last fifteen seconds of the live while Pisaeng is promoting an upcoming appearance at a local music festival that a sleepy weight drops into his lap, changing the entire direction of not only his life but Kawi’s, too. Sweetly and adoringly, Kawi winds both arms around Pisaeng’s neck, puts his face on Pisaeng’s shoulder, and whines, “Pisaaaeeeng, you weren’t there when I woke up.”

Once More Into the Void (Teen Wolf (TV)) written by melly_diamond, performed by thilia Summary: Derek Hale has moved on with his life; he has a wife and child now, has rebuilt the Hale house, and is living contentedly in Beacon Hills. For a while. Until a long-buried evil rears its ugly head and chooses a new target to torment; Lorelei Hale, the nine year old daughter of Derek and Sasha Hale. And when no one, anywhere, can seem to rid the little girl of her interloper, a plea goes out into the supernatural world for their final option, a mysterious being - shaman, exorcist, magic-wielder - known only as M. to save her. Who is M.? And is he the answer to all their prayers or a whole other problem in itself?

[thestarwarslesbian]

How my west wing AU is coming along-

So Far so good.

I wrote the chapter 1 summary yesterday.

The entire White House staff bristles with activity when it’s learned that the President (Breha Organa) injured herself during a bicycle accident, and her absence becomes a factor as chief of staff Mace Windu must juggle a host of impending crises, including a mass boat lift of Cuban refugees approaching the Florida coast and the reaction of conservative Christians to a controversial televised comment by deputy chief of staff Padmé Amidala. Meanwhile, Cody Fett, the trouble-prone deputy communications director, unknowingly spends the night with a call girl (Satine Kryze) and then makes another critical error during a children’s White House tour. 

I just finished assining characters.

Main cast 

Cody Fett [Sam Seaborn], Deputy White House Communications Director 

Luminara [Mandy Hampton], Media Consultant 

Thorn Fett [Charlie Young],��Personal Aide to the President 

Fox Fett [C. J. Cregg], White House Press Secretary 

Riyo Chuchi [Toby Ziegler], White House Communications Director 

Mace Windu [Leo McGarry], White House Chief of Staff 

Padme Amidala [Josh Lyman], White House Deputy Chief of Staff 

Breha Organa [Josiah Bartlet], President of the United States 

Bail Organa [Abbey Bartlet], First Lady of the United States 

Recurring cast 

Anakin Skywalker [Donna Moss], assistant to Padme 

Ponds Fett [Margaret Hooper], Assistant to Chief of Staff Windu 

Depa Billaba [Dolores Landingham], President Organa's executive secretary 

Yan Doku [Danny Concannon], senior White House correspondent for The Washington Post 

Leia Organa [Zoey Bartlet], the youngest of the President's three daughters 

Calab Dum [Mallory O'Brien], Leo McGarry's son 

Adi Gallia [Admiral Percy Fitzwallace], Chairman of the Joint Chiefs of Staff 

Shaak Ti [John Hoynes], Vice President of the United States 

Satine Kryze [Laurie], law student and part-time high priced call girl Sam sleeps with in the pilot. 

Hera Sendulla [Gina Toscano], the Secret Service agent assigned to Leia 

Bo-Katan Kryze [Joey Lucas], a Democratic political consultant 

Thrie Fett [Andrea Wyatt], Congresswoman from Maryland's 5th district and ex-husband of Riyo Chuchi 

[blackkatmagic]

bail fic!!!!! I'm so excited 💛 of course I'm excited for LITERALLY any update sooo I guess that's not too different lol

💜

“Were you attacked? I can get you a medic,” Fox says, and the care, even in the middle of a mission, makes sense in light of that. Worried about potential enemies along the route, Bail thinks, and breathes out. He needs to get Leia away. He needs to get them somewhere safe and try to figure out what’s going on.

“We just woke up here,” Leia says without hesitation. “I think someone was trying to kidnap my father, and you must have startled them, Commander. So much that they just dropped us and ran.”

It is, Bail thinks with some amusement, a better story than what he was thinking of. “I don’t remember how we got here,” he agrees, and it’s entirely the truth. With a sigh, he drags a hand through his hair, tips his head back, and feels Leia tighten her grip on him. When he presses a hand over hers, trying to soothe, she turns her palm over, laces their fingers, and squeezes tightly.

So much like Breha, Bail thinks, and—he wasn’t even with Breha when the Death Star fired. She was working, and he was elsewhere, and the last thing he said to her was don’t push the trade minister out the window, love.

Not the epic last words of a doomed love, Bail thinks, grimly amused. But—she knew what was beneath the joke. She always does. Did.

Did, except that Fox is here, alive, and something has gone very, very wrong.

Fox gives Leia a narrow look, then shifts his gaze to Bail. “Did you see who abducted you?” he asks, without pressing the matter.

It’s a little petty, but— “A tall man,” Bail says. “With rather wavy dark blond hair and a scar at the edge of one eye. The right, I think. Blue eyes, and he wore black and had a prosthetic arm on his right side.”

[edgelordasriel]

Self indulgent Star Wars/ His Dark Materials AU thoughts

Since Star Wars names are weird I won’t be following the canon HDM daemon naming conventions.

Daemons:

-Anakin’s daemon is a Golden eagle named Bellator (meaning warrior in Latin.) two hotheaded, independent parts of an impulsive whole, they don’t always get along. But when they’re able to stop bickering, they make an unstoppable team.

(Also bellator can be scary af, and represents Anakin’s aggressive side.)

-Padmé’s Daemon is a snow white deer named Japor. Like her, her daemon is tough but kind, and definitely turns heads.

-Independant and wise, Obi wan’s daemon is a raven named Valiant (Val for short). He has a very good relationship with her; they’re best friends.

-Luke’s settles as a mountain goat, sturdy and adaptable like him. I think her name would binaria.

-Leia’s settles as a badger named Alderaan.

-Han’s is a fennec Fox named Treband.

-Mace windu’s is a grey parrot, not sure what her name would be.

-Ahsoka’s daemon is a snowy owl, and her daemon is the same gender as her bc she’s gay. Is it lame to say her name would be fulcrum?

-palpatine’s daemon is something nasty like a slug.

-I love the sequel trio but too lazy to fit them into this AU so deal with it.

Lore:

-Shmi was severed from her daemon when Anakin was young by the black market daemon merchants. As a result, she and Anakin live as outcasts of society, until shmi eventually dies from the heartbreak of living without her daemon.

-Anakin tracks down those responsible for severing his mother’s daemon and kills them one by one to take vengeance. One of the black market daemon merchants happened to be connected to a Magisterium authority, and Anakin’s act gets found out. However, the Magisterium’s leader , Palpatine, is impressed with how skillfully he carried out the executions and presents Anakin with a proposition: his crime will go unpunished, if he agrees to work for the magisterium. Anakin agrees, though he secretly plans to overthrow the magisterium. He hates the magisterium’s child-cutting experiments because of what happened with his mother, but he agrees to take on the position of overseeing them because he believes it is the only way to become powerful enough to take the Magisterium down.

-along the way, he meets Heretic! Padmé, who is secretly orchestrating plans to lead a rebellion against the Magisterium. She isn’t a scientist like asriel, but she knows how to pull strings to get funding for scientific investigations. Both powerful figures in this society, (like coulter and asriel) Anakin and padmé are instantly attracted to each other, and they have a fling.

-However, Padmé doesn’t know exactly how high up Anakin is in the magisterium, and what his role is. When she finds out that he is involved with the child-cutting- even after hearing the whole story- she hides that she is pregnant and cuts off contact with him. They have a lovers to enemies relationship inspired by Marisa and Asriel and it's literally the sexiest thing imaginable

-Heretic! Padme brings her and Anakin’s children, when they are born, to Jordan College, and leaves them in the care of the scholars there, who she is good friends with. She believes they will be safer if she does not raise them, as her heretical resistance puts a target on her back.

-The members of the Jedi Council are jordan scholars. Yoda is the Master of Jordan. Mace Windu teaches military strategy, Obi Wan teaches an impressive variety of subjects ranging from philosophy to astronomy to fencing. (Yes, fencing. He runs the fencing club, to the surprise of everyone who joins the club on a whim.) Oh, also, Bail and Breha work there and teach politics

-Luke and Leia are raised by obi wan, who shares knowledge with them. Instead of being force sensitive, they can read the aleithiometer. They live at Jordan college, and make its hallways their playground like Lyra.

-Padmé visits them often and tells them stories of the rebellion she’s building, they idolize her and hope their daemons settle like hers.

-Han Solo is an orphan child the same age as Luke and Leia who they are good friends with. When he’s taken by the child cutters, they have to enlist their mother to help to get him back, and she lets it slip that their father works for the general oblation board.

-ever altruistic Luke is convinced that there is "good in him" and that together him, Leia, Obi wan and padmé can help bring him back from the Magisterium.

-Ahsoka is an aeronaut. Asajj Ventress is a witch.

-no I do not take constructive criticism. I am simply right.

[varpusvaras]

I've had a headcanon for a while that Breha and Fox are really into the romance genre - like, in a way that if the book/show/movie is good, they enjoy it as a good piece of media, and otherwise, they read or watch things together and have fun with it. Bail is...not so much into this, as much as he can also enjoy a good piece of media, but the second part of the experience is kind of lost to him.

He will listen to Breha and Fox talk about them and tries to guess what is going on in any given book/show based only on what they tell him.

(If he is actually a bit invested. Shh. No he isn't. No, he's not watching this- alright, fine, you menaces)

So, there's this relatively new show. It started a bit before the war, and gained a lot of popularity then, and when the show was put on hiatus because of the war, the fans were impatiently awaiting for more. The show is about mostly fictional planets and their high-society, royals and nobility.

Breha and Fox watch the part of the show that came out before the war, and make Bail watch with them as well (Bail watches, because they are asking and he wants to spend time with them, and, hey. He likes looking at them when they are happy and joking around). Then, some time after, the show announces that it will be coming back with new episodes!

The episodes start releasing. Breha and Fox watch them, and make Bail watch them as well (no, he isn't invested at all-). One week, there's a new character introduced. A Princess, who is going to become a Queen soon. She is from a very old and rich planet, that does arts and peace and nature. Breha says that it reminds her of Alderaan a bit, perhaps they have taken some inspiration.

One episode, the Princess meets a nobleman, who is very politically idealistic and believes in equity, and is striving for making the galaxy a more peaceful and unified place. The actor is very tall.

Fox jokes that they kinda remind him of Breha and Bail. Breha laughs. Bail squints his eyes at the screen.

The Princess becomes a Queen, while becoming increasingly close with the nobleman. Then, one week, they introduce another new character. A former soldier, who has now returned from the war, and the Queen and the nobleman meet him when they are in an event, discussing how to make more peaceful solutions.

Bail frowns at the screen. The actor is not a clone, but looks very much like one, with his tanned skin and dark, curly hair.

Fox looks at the character as well.

"Oh", he says.

"Oh", Breha says as well. "I do think...that they have taken inspiration from close by."

You don't say, Bail thinks.

He's not super stoked about this development, but at least the two other actors do not resemble him and Breha too much. He can...sort of understand the choice of casting someone who looks kind of like the clones into the role of the soldier. It's commentary. Easy to understand. It's....fine. They are just drawing inspiration from their overall dynamic, nothing more. There's nothing else that seems too recent.

Then Bail goes for work to Coruscant, and gives statements regarding his views on the clone rights, the war, and his relationship with the clones and how, even though he cannot claim himself to be a part of their culture, he and Breha and Alderaan as a whole have tied themselves into it and consider it to be a part of their culture as well.

It's a good statement. Bail is proud of it and the reaction it causes. The way Fox and Breha look at him after is the best reward he could possibly ask for.

Then, a few weeks later, a new episode comes out. The nobleman gives a speech about the war and cultures and how he relates to them. It's very much the statement Bail gave, but just reworded to fit the world of the show.

Oh, Bail thinks. Oh, it is on.

Bail decides to have his own fun. He starts to make very showy gestures to Breha and Fox in public. They know immediately what he is doing, and go along with it.

Some of the things he did end up in the show. Bail can deduce from what those things are when whoever it is who is gathering material is present.

Bail knows the press. He knows how they dress, he knows how they operate. Once he knows where to look, it is very easy to spot them.

It's a rare occasion that both Breha and Fox are accompanying him to Coruscant. Bail is playing it up, until he notices the person who is very much not press but who is very much recording and making notes, when Bail is not even saying anything to any of the people surrounding them.

Bail turns to look straight towards the camera.

He person holding it stiffens, but doesn't turn away instantly. Not so easily intimidated, then. Bail can respect that at least.

Bail continues to stare at the camera, not saying anything. Just staring. Fox and Breha have caught on to what he is doing by then, and they are trying their best not to burst out laughing.

Bail continues to stare at the camera. He has stared down bounty hunters, separatists, assassins, the sith. He can do this all day.

Finally, the camera turns away. Bail smiles, and clims into their speeder with Breha and Fox.

As soon as the doors are closed and the speeder starts moving, Breha and Fox lose it. They cannot stop laughing the whole way, and are barely able to contain it once they arrive to the Senate.

Unsurprisingly, at least for some, the plotline of the three characters in the show starts to steer to entirely new directions in the very next episode.

[padawansuggest]

I’m not gonna lie, I was soooo tempted to say ‘at least seven Jedi demanding to know where they can sue the force for child support’ so like. Me and you???? Same braincell rn.

This is beautiful. Quinlan (who is one month pregnant and doesn’t know it and it’s Fox’s which means he wants summa dat smoothie too) is looking at his tiny baby girl (she’s. So. Little.) lookin like she’s got as many kids as Obi-Wan does at the moment (she does not, she is simply 11/12 months pregnant, it’s all very proper for a twi’lek she assures them) and is waddling. She hasn’t walked properly in three months. Plz. Aayla. Plz just sit down. Plz you are so smol. Sit down before you break your back. And tell everyone where you got that yummy smoothie plz.

Aayla sits (on Bly, who instantly submits to the pressure of way too much wife) and tells Quinlan (very smugly) that her smoothie is toxic to humans so she doesn’t have to share. Then that starts another discussion about what might be smelling good to them in the smoothie, and if that means it’s toxic to Obi-Wan who’s only human adjacent, or Quinlan who’s only baseline on a technicality, so maybe they should share just a little with them- she will not share. Rude of her honestly.

Mace ends up with twins and they are very sweet and nice but they have been giving him shatterpoints for months now. Luckily, the pain doesn’t seem to be there, so he assumes the force is being nice to them for now, since it caused all this. He threw up in a potted plant last week tho, not enjoying that part. Btw, morning sickness for most people only lasts between 1-3 months because that’s when the heightened hormones make you feel bad for most people, but some people end up sick the whole way through. Either way, there has been a new temple law that anyone throwing up needs to take a pregnancy test even if they didn’t have parts for that before.

Plo is very happy but also very worried so he doesn’t leave his quarters much because his species doesn’t typically leave their atmosphere at all while pregnant and he doesn’t want extra risk so he’s worried, but force says it’ll be fine lol.

Cody may have been the parent, but Obi-Wan still blames the force for these kiddos because his implant was working just fine till the force got baby fever.

The funniest pregnancy is probably gonna end up being Bail Organa because I think him and Breha deserve many daughters with force sensitivity and they’ll adopt Winter too, but she needs sisters to love on also. Bail is gonna come waddling into the palace 7 months along and promptly be forced into bed so Breha can spoil him and coo at his nice baby bump.

AU that’s much like the similar one I posted where Anakin is trans and him and Padme both get pregnant with force babies at the same time (no Anakin isn’t worried, he failed health class because he insisted his mom got pregnant without another person and they said nuhuh, he thinks he’s pregnant cause he wished hard enough, and Padme won’t go public with her concerns cause she has NO idea what bullshit rumors people will come up with about it and is too tired to deal with it rn) and Obi-Wan has to step in and be their voice of reason, BUT!!!!!

Different idea???? Obi-Wan avoids them. Why??? Why abandon your baby Padawan who can do no harm in his time of need??? Well, because he is Stewjoni, and if the force is handing out free babies rn, he doesn’t wanna be the next target here. Anakin tries to be sympathetic but then he’s crying into the toilet cause his tummy hurts and he’s been disowned (this is the first time he’s ever thrown up with Obi-Wan available without getting his back petted for it!!! He’s scared!!) but then suddenly Obi-Wan is there sighing all deep and giving him a cold washcloth and petting his back and hair and that’s much better, thank you.

Obi-Wan is much more irate when he’s the one throwing up two months later and claiming this is all Anakin’s fault for spreading around pregnancy like the flu from a sticky crechling, what a jerk! Seven masters have already come forward to demand they do something about the pregnancy pandemic, and six more are like ‘lol it’s chill I like this, my babies are nice’ (we’re looking at you Plo) and then the war is abruptly over cause too many Jedi got knocked up and Palpatine tried to force the issue and got his neck snapped for it.

[varpusvaras]

Bail/Breha/Fox - 35. A kiss against a wall

(hi hello yes hi I’m normal just thinking about this I swear it is in no way consuming my mind)

(hello hi yes hello to you too, I'm very normal about all of this as well)

Fox was very used to how high-society parties worked by now. 

He had spent three years of his life providing security for a variety of events, familiarising himself with all the different customs and proceedings that went with different occasions. Of course being the security was a different thing to being a guest, but luckily, Fox was a fast learner. He had quite literally been designed to be adaptive and good at memorising even the smallest of details. So, at the very least, social events had not been a problem for him while integrating to living as a civilian and a royal. On top of everything, he didn’t even have to be in armor anymore.

Still, Fox could admit that the night had been rather long, no matter how much more comfortable he was now. At least the more formal proceedings were out of the way now, and the free hours of the evening for mingling and talking with the other guests had started, but even that had been going on for a while now. 

At least there were drinks, and his wife and husband. 

Fox had spent the start of the night with Bail and Breha. It was pretty much customary, as Fox was a new addition to the family, and thus had to be paraded around a little, so he could meet and greet all the other important people. As the night went on, though, Fox had been more free to find his own company. 

It had been rather easy, and Fox had even found a kindred soul. A young new Princess of a Mid-Rim planet, who had just married the Crown Prince of the planet after the war had ended. She and her new husband came from very different circumstances, as she had grown up very poor on Ryloth, and had faced many hardships during the war and even before it. She and Fox came from similar enough situations that they very much understood each other, at least when it came to marrying someone who was much, much more important in the eyes of the Galaxy than you ever were. 

So, all in all, Fox’s night was going pretty good, even though he was getting kinda tired and a little…well, bored was not the right word, but close enough. 

He glanced towards Breha and Bail. They were talking with other people a small distance away. They looked stunning, as usual. The blue dress Breha was wearing seemed like it had a slight sparkle to it in the lights of the hall, and it made her eyes shine brightly as well. Bail’s suit made him look somehow even more broad from his shoulders than he already was, and the dress pants and boots of said suit made his legs also look somehow even longer than they already were, which was quite a lot. 

They had gotten Fox a new suit that went with theirs. They had actually gotten Fox a lot of new clothes, and Fox was very sure that they had enjoyed the whole process of getting them a whole lot more than Fox had, based on the very…intense reactions they seemed to get. 

Not that Fox didn’t enjoy it. Quite the opposite. 

Bail looked towards him, and caught his eye. There was a quick glint of something sharp in his gaze as he looked at Fox, something that made Fox’s skin instantly a bit warmer underneath his new suit. 

Fox watched as Bail leaned to say something to Breha’s ear. She glanced towards Fox as well. Her lips curled up into a smirk for a split second, and she whispered something back to Bail. Bail nodded, straightened up, and made his way towards Fox. 

They talked for a moment longer, Bail and the Princess exchanging some pleasantries. Bail was standing very close to Fox the whole time, his hand coming to rest against the small of Fox’s back. Fox could swear that he could feel the warmth of the touch through his suit. 

The Princess’s husband came along then, and very soon after, Bail bid them both farewell, and after Fox had managed to say his goodbyes as well, he was led away, through the hall and through one of the smaller archways and down a corridor. 

“Are we going somewhere?” Fox asked. 

“Just stepping out a little”, Bail answered. “We’ve been here before. I know a nice, calm spot.” 

Just then he pushed one door open to another hallway, where the sounds of the party only came as muffled. Fox opened his mouth and was just about to ask if there was a particular reason they wanted to step out for a moment, when Bail’s hand slip up and he grabbed Fox by the arm, his other hand coming up to Fox’s shoulder, and he turned Fox around and pushed him somehow both gently and firmly, until Fox’s back was against the wall of the corridor. 

Fox tilted his head up without Bail having to even ask, and Bail, reading him like an open manual, didn’t waste any more time, and dove down and pressed his lips against Fox’s. 

This wasn’t the first time they had kissed like this, tucked away to some corner or empty hallway, Fox pressed against the wall so Bail could shield him with his body. It had always been exhilarating, a mix of wonder and nerves coming together. 

Now he didn’t have to be nervous anymore, straining to hear if someone was coming. Now he could just enjoy it all to the fullest. 

Fox’s mouth was tingling slightly when Bail blacked away just a little. He was looking at Fox with an expression that was very clearly telling that he was wholly enjoying the view in front of him. 

“I must admit”, he murmured. “I do find this even more pleasant now, in these improved circumstances.” 

Fox snorted a little. 

“Improved circumstances, also known as being married?” He asked. 

Bail grinned slightly. 

“Exactly so”, he said, and then glanced to the side from the corner of his eye. “Your turn now, my love.” 

Fox looked to the side as well. Breha was standing there, watching them with a sharp grin of her own on her lips. Fox had not even noticed her there, though that was very much not his fault, as he had been decidedly occupied just now. 

“Thank you”, Breha said. Bail grabbed Fox’s arms again and pulled him away from the wall. There was a split second of confusion in Fox’s head, before Bail turned him around yet again and leaned now against the wall himself, pulling Fox to lean against his chest. His other arm dropped down and sneaked around Fox’s waist, keeping him very much in place. 

“Do you like the view?” He asked, his voice low, and it sent a shiver down Fox’s back, even though the question had been for Breha. Bail’s other hand came up, and he brushed his knuckles gently down Fox’s jawline. 

Breha stepped closer, lifting her own hand up to mirror Bail’s gesture, her hand finally coming to rest against the side of Fox’s face. Fox was sure that she could feel how hot his skin was under her touch, based on the way her grin sharpened more and her eyes lit up in clear delight. 

“I do”, she said, and pressed herself against Fox. She tilted Fox’s head down, and reached up, until Fox could feel her breath against his lips. “Very much so.” 

She closed the impossibly small gap and pressed her sweet, scorching lips to Fox’s, and Fox very, very much agreed with Bail about the improved circumstances.

[the-starry-seas]

have to get this thought out while it's here but like: bail tagging along on fox's first Hike because apparently fox will be traumatised by the wildlife if left to his own devices, but he still wants to explore, and breha has her queen duties the entire morning

and then breha gets a massive datapacket from bail's comm and does the space equivalent of texting under the table because that seems like it might be important

and it's just an absolutely massive number of pictures of fox sprawled in a patch of mountain flowers, bright colours all around him, his fingers curled around the grass, his face tilted up to the sun with the kind of soft smile one usually only sees in classical paintings

and a video of bail plucking a flower to wiggle under fox's nose, and fox sneezing about it and then laughing, a low warm chuckle that has him stretching out among the flowers and relaxing with a soft sigh

they end up not coming home until it's almost dark because fox was so comfortable and bail taught him the art of looking for shapes in the clouds because it would have been a crime to move him (and it was the perfect excuse for bail to shuffle closer and put his head on fox's shoulder).

breha goes with them the next time and they just end up camping overnight at a nearby overlook, and there's so many more beautiful flowers at night that fox doesn't give a single thought to the Creatures

[the-starry-seas]

"Something's glowing in the woods," Fox says tensely. "It's moving." Bail sits up in his chair, peering out past the firepit and the gardens and into the treeline beyond. "I don't see anything," he says, but not like he thinks Fox is making it up. "Where?" "To the right of that blue banner." There's a rattling snort from the trees, and Fox reaches for his blaster. "Fox, it's a deer," Breha assures him. She rotates a marshmallow over the fire and lifts it up a little to check if it's done, paying no attention whatsoever to the threat only fifty paces away. "You don't know that. It sounds like something big." "A large deer would weigh almost as much as you. Darling, please don't shoot up the shrubberies, I can't imagine what the gardeners would have to say about that." Bail's hand settles on his knee, but Fox doesn't look down to appreciate it. The glowing things in the trees are moving steadily to the side, about chest height. He doesn't like that at all. His finger twitches along the barrel of his blaster, but he doesn't lift it yet. He really never will hear the end of it from the gardeners if he sets a topiary on fire. A four-legged animal steps out from the trees, its short tail wiggling side to side as it dips its head to the grass. It noses around but doesn't seem to be actually eating anything. "Is it a deer?" Breha asks, licking chocolate off her fingers. "Mhm," Bail says, leaning back in his seat and patting Fox's knee. "It's all right, Fox. If you got any closer to it, it would run away from you." Fox isn't very convinced of that. But it wanders off on its own in a few minutes, and he figures one of the dog patrols that goes around the grounds will scare it off in another few minutes. Sure enough, by the time Breha hands over the sweet crackers, there's barking from off to their left, followed by a call of just a deer! and a bit of laughter. He grumbles to himself and sits back, crossing his arms. Deer. He doesn't like the idea of deer, not when they're so close to the palace at night. Something swipes across his cheek, and he blinks. "Did you put something on my face?" he asks. "Chocolate," Bail says, grinning, and leans in to kiss it off. Fox forgets about the deer pretty quickly after that and doesn't mind one bit.

[thestarwarslesbian]

The West Wing AU I wish to write.

Main relarionships from the original show will be changed to fit the ship a plot that I want for my AU.

Main relationship: Bail/Breha/Fox

Breha will be my version of the president, Jed Bartlet, with Bail as the doctor Abihail Barttlet (the first lady) but instead of a former doctor he will be a former congress man (Like Santos was in the show). Fox will be the press sectraty (CJ Cregg).

Breha and Bail will both be 35 with Fox as 24 being a 11 year age gap.

It's going to have a lot of the major plot points and jokes in the show. The main diffrence will be that Bail and Breha fall for Fox and all 3 would start dating around the end of the first season (Part 1)

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This may take a while to come out due to the fact that I'm going to start rewatching at the begining of Augest and will be writing as I go along.