#bail organa the man who Obi-wan trusted Leia with

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Cody Headcanon:

Bail Organa.

That was Cody's 'Senate crush' (since the whole GAR had one)

Come on, an older man who is a literal space gangster with razor sharp wit whose brain could probably power the whole of Curosaunt and is on the circle of Senators who actually do the work.

Bail Organa is a slick, smart and hard working man. You will not convince me otherwise that Cody is a big fan.

(not necessarily romantic but a fanboy type way)

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Im reading time travel fanfic rn heres a bunch stuff i havent seen yet. Theres A LOT of sw fanfic out there so they might exist but heres what i couldnt find when i did my last time travel fanfic binge back in like 2018 and im looking for now

I said this in its own post but WHERE are the fics where someone from tcw travels to the future, sees how much it SUCKS, and then go off the rails trying to fix it when they return

Old! Man! Clones! gimme one or a group of post- or rebellion era clones that end up in tcw. NO CLONE should be THAT AGE at that point in time and you can take that in so many directions

The time travelers are R2D2 and 3CPO only. This is hilarious chaos

Where are the crack fics? Every single fic is sad

Back in 2018 there was like 2 Ezra Bridger time travel fics DESPITE THE FREAKING FACT he found the world between worlds PLEASE tell me theres more now

Back in 2018 there were almost NO Leia time travel fics PLEASE i want to see her try and murder Anakin on first sight THE ANGST CONTENT IS RIGHT THERE

Han telling Obi-Wan that Leia named their kid after him. Obi-Wan is awkward. Han proceeds to say "the kid still turned to the dark side like his shitty grandpa, but hey, the thought was there!" slaps him on the shoulder and then walks away

Idk what age the twins are but they come from a universe where they grew up with Uncle Ben and around enough of his friends that they learned embarrassing stories about him. Someone says they're in a situation and one of the twins is like "i think what he's saying is this is between a 'told the Jedi Council they could kiss his ass as a teenager' and 'accidentally got married for the fourth time' on the Uncle Ben's Fuck Ups Scale" in front of a Anakin who's only ever seen the Perfect Jedi™️ Obi-Wan Kenobi act

Actually how about adult Anakin meeting teenager Obi-Wan? I havent seen that before

Anakin looking at Leia and immediately seeing Padme before becoming ultimately CRUSHED upon hearing her last name is Organa. Anakin's brain then jumps the gun to "i died in this war and Padme gets remarried"

Luke may be the (highly controversial at this time) Jedi but Leia is the diplomat and manages all the talking at the Temple/with the Council

Leia seeing her parents again!! Not Anakin and Padme. She talks to Bail and Breha!!

Leia spitting fire at Anakin as she yells to everyone in the room what he did to Alderaan. That he is a MONSTER and will NEVER EVER be her father

The tcw Council meeting the og trio. They get upitty about how Luke runs things. They get mad when they find out Leia was married. Han responds that "we're divorced so this attachment thing you're all upset about was apparently not actually a issue for her. Also, shes not a jedi"

Yoda and Luke vibing together on a frequency unseen before. Everyone already doesnt like Luke (the tcw jedi see him as some uneducated hippie) but this is just unnerving

OLD MAN BEN MEETING MASTER OBI-WAN KENOBI. It has been IMPOSSIBLE for me to find a fic with this since ppl always go the "reappear in younger body" trope

EDIT: ive thought of more

Found out i said this years ago but you know what its still true and i only found TWO fics like it when i searched yesterday: Ezra AND Ahsoka in tcw together

Obi-Wan and Luke appear in the tcw era. Obi-Wan convinces Luke to be Luke Lars, Anakin's nephew. Luke tries to get to know Anakin. Anakin tries to come to grips with the son of a guy he met once calling him Uncle Ani

A lot of fics the time traveling jedi just folds and regressed into their past self which is a valid psych thing but you know what fics i dont see? The trust being broken irreversibly. The jedi spent 3 years fighting with the clones and the next TWENTY being hunted by them. Give me a jedi that cant be calm around their old men. That cant walk on a star destroyer without fear. That attacks everyone who loved and trusted them in this time before running because survival takes over. In Obi-Wan's and Ahsoka's case, fight and flee hardest against Anakin

EDIT: more additions

Ben and Leia from the Kenobi series magically appear on the Negotiator/Resolute. Ben looks like he's homeless and Leia is a sassy child. Leia calls Ben "a old man that crawled out of a dumpster" and the clones laugh while Ben looks like he needs a drink. Cody sees how skinny Ben is and gets concerned. Anakin walks in on the clones thirsting over Ben and Anakin is traumatized. Obi-Wan thinks Ben must be a older brother or cousin or other relative of his birth family before he thinks time travel. Everyone thinks Ben is being cute by calling Leia "your highness" and "princess" before whoops what do you mean thats Alderaan's princess???

Same as above but sadder. Ben and Leia manage to slip out and by the time the group figures out Ben is Obi-Wan they're long gone. OR Ben looked around, realized he was surrounded by his trauma, and fought his way out. Either way Ben and Leia end up being chased by them planet to planet

[chloe-skywalker]

Didn't Know - Obi-Wan Kenobi (Part 1)

Part #1

Obi Wan Kenobi x Fem!Reader (Friends)

Warnings: none

Word count: 902

Summary: While protecting Leia, Obi Wan run’s into someone he use to know. Someone he thought was dead. Will she help them or will she turn them in?

Authors Note: Takes place during the Obi-Wan show. There will be a Part 2 to this story and its already done!

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“I’m gonna wonder.” Y/n told her master once they landed, she didn’t want to deal with the inquisitor's stupidity. Her master could put fear in them better than she could.

“Don’t be long.” Vader spared her a glance but he trusted her and he trusted that his men feared his wrath enough that she’d be safe.

Vader was upset that they had to come deal with this in the first place. Personally he would prefer all the inquisitors dead. They didn’t need them, they were useless. Vader didn’t want Y/n there anyway, he didn’t trust the inquisitors around her.

Meanwhile Obi-Wan and Leia had been reunited and were trying to find a way out of the base without being noticed or seen.

“Leia stay close and behind me.” Obi-Wan told the young girl as they tried to find their way out of the underwater base.

“Okay, okay. I get it.” Leia replied thinking this man was definitely bossy.

As Y/n turned a corner to go deeper into the base in the middle of the hall. Upon seeing who it was Obi-Wan’s jaw dropped and his heart plummeted to his stomach.

“Y/n?” he spoke out of shock.

“Obi-Wan?” Y/n questioned not believing the sight in front of her. All she could think, all that her and Obi-Wan could think about was Order 66.

Y/n approached the two as she got closer she did notice Obi-Wan move Leia behind him just a little and that hurt Y/n on the inside but she made sure not to show it. Instead she moved her focus to the little girl. Y/n knew he did it most likely out of instinct but it still hurt. It hurt that he thought she’d hurt a child.

“Princess Leia Organa. It’s a pleasure to meet you.” Y/n recognized the little girl as Bail Organa’s side at the Senate. Y/n smiled at the young girl, hoping she was okay and wondering why she was at the base to begin with.

“Ummm, you too.” Leia tried to be polite, she recognized Y/n but from how she was interrogated earlier Leia didn’t know who to trust.

“Y/n . . . I-I didn’t know.” Obi-Wan spoke up after gathering some of his thoughts. He didn’t know what to say.

“I didn’t think you did.” Y/n moved her gaze up to his shaking her head lightly. Y/n could tell he was letting guilt eat at him for realizing she had been alive all this time. “It’s okay, Obi-Wan.”

“But it isn’t.” His voice broke down when he spoke those words. Before either could speak again alarms started going off and the 3 of them all knew everyone one on the base would be looking for the man and little girl.

“You gotta go. Both of you.” Y/n was alert and determined to get them out of there and off the planet before they got noticed.

“You're gonna help us?” Leia asked hopefully.

“Yeah Leia, I'm gonna help.” Y/n squatted down smiling like nothing was wrong the best she could. She didn’t want to see the young girl frightened.

“Won’t that get you in trouble?” Leia questioned stepping forward, closer to the Y/h/c-ed woman.

Y/n grimaced at the thought of being found out for helping them escape off the base. She didn’t want to think about the consequences. “More than you know, let's just not let them find out okay?”

Leia  reached out for her hand and squeezed it the most she could with her young strength. Y/n appreciated it. “I won’t tell. You're helping us. You're good.”

Y/n looked down with a grimace, wishing that was true. Obi-Wan noticed her behavior and it made him even more concerned for her.

“Go. This leads to a side hanger.” Y/n spoke as she got up and rushed them to follow her to a secret hallway opened up in the wall.

“Y/n, if they find out they’ll kill you.” Obi-Wan interjected looking her in the eye’s, his filled with so much worry for her. For her life.

“The only one who can lay a hand on me is Vader.” Y/n tells him confidently hoping to ease enough of his worry to get him to leave without her since it was seeming like he wasn’t gonna leave without her.

“Thats not exactly comforting.” His eyes widened and he let out a humorless laugh.

“Go.” Y/n states gesturing for him to step in and follow leia so she could shut the door behind them. The determination in her to stay and get him and Leia out. Obi-Wan saw it and knew she wouldn’t leave with him. He just wished he knew why she’d choose to stay.

“May the force be with you, and may we meet again.” Obi-Wan gave up and wished her well.

“May the force be with you as well. We’ll meet again.” Y/n forced a small smile before he walked into the hallway Y/n shut the door behind them and only hoped they would get out in time.

“She was nice.” Leia stated watching the older ex-jedi to gauge his reaction. She picked up on the fact they once knew each other.

“Yes, she was.” Obi-Wan agreed with the young girl, he just hoped she’d be alright and that they would indeed meet again.

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[feruslands]

Daddy Feri, part 17

My fic for @reconstructwriter who inspired me to continue this long story, and for everyone who likes "Vader/Ferus" (later Anakin/Ferus)

Fandom: Star Wars Legends; Jedi Quest, Last of The Jedi Series - Jude Watson;

Relationships: Darth Vader/Ferus Olin;

Characters: Ferus Olin, Darth Vader, Leia Organa, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ashoka Tano, Palpatine;

Summary: Three years after the proclamation of the Empire, Darth Vader finds out that Leia is his daughter.

Their ship slipped out of hyperspace. They were already waiting for them at the point. The rebel shuttle had made contact, but Kenobi wasn't too happy about it.

Obi-Wan stared at Ferus, who was watching the approaching ship intently. Olin was silent and reserved, but Kenobi could easily read his emotions. He knew that the former padawan didn't care much about political events right now. Mostly Obi-Wan felt his concern for his daughter and her well-being.

"I don’t know these people." Ferus finally voiced his concerns aloud.

"You should learn to trust more than just the Jedi." Fulcrum advised him. Obi-Wan considered her advice appropriate. "These people will help you, because you suffered from the Empire. Besides, we can't offer you anything else right now. I don't have a spare ship."

Yeah, he could use a fast and spacious ship right now, even though he knew no one was chasing him.

"I understand. I know I'm asking too much as it is, forgive me. But I need a lightsaber. This is my last request to you. "  Ferus said, looking directly at Fulcrum.

"Well," she said seriously. "I'll get you a lightsaber in the future."

"That won't do. I need it now. I can't leave with strangers if I'm unarmed."

"Force, what is happening to me?"

Ferus had a strange feeling, as if he had not escaped from captivity, and this feeling caused concern. He seemed like an unpleasant person to himself again. Or maybe he's always been a nasty, meticulous, suspicious person? And that's why everyone around him thought he was an insufferable bore, and he didn't have any friends in his youth?

"I don't have a lightsaber right now. All I can offer you is a blaster."

"Take Vader's lightsaber. He would never need this weapon again." Obi-Wan's voice sounded tired. He looked like he hadn't slept or eaten in three days. Or so it was. Kenobi was tense and self-absorbed, but he continued to keep a close eye on Olin. He already knew that he wouldn't change his mind.  He clearly saw that Ferus would not stay with the Jedi because of Leia. Still, it couldn't help but upset him.

While Fulcrum contacted the pilot of the approaching ship to set up a docking, Obi-Wan pulled Ferus aside. He took out the staff and handed it to him.

"Take this. I really hope we meet again soon, Ferus," Obi-Wan said softly, looking into his eyes.

"Maybe." He agreed easily, but Obi-Wan could not sense his sincerity in the Force. "What is this, a secret communication channel?"

"Not only that. This is for access to a bank deposit on Niro-11. For personal needs for you and Leia."

"How many are there?"

Kenobi reported the figure, and Olin was surprised.

"Where do these funds come from?" Ferus asked, and catching Kenobi's eye, he added, "okay, I won't ask for names. Thank you, I'll pay you back every last credit."

"I didn't say anything about refund."

"I don't like being in debt."

"You don't owe me. I saved the funds for Leia. This is one of Bail's secret accounts." Kenobi explained, "You asked me how I knew about Leia. So, Bail Organa was my friend, and I knew that he had adopted a baby who was Force-sensitive. "

Ferus nodded, feeling sadness wash over Obi-Wan.

"You know, Bail was a trusted man for the Jedi even before the Clone Wars began."  Kenobi continued, "Unlike most politicians, he was always fair and brave enough to openly protest Palpatine. I really hoped that in the future, after the Empire was overthrown, Bail would become the ruler of the Republic. He was worthy of it."

Images from the past appeared before Ferus' eyes. Bail Organa gave him shelter. He hid it in the basement of his palace, risking his position, but demanding nothing in return. No one knew about Ferus's existence except Bail and his wife. From time to time, he went up to the nursery through a secret passage inside the palace and looked after the baby at night. And when Leia grew up a little, she began to recognize her frequent nocturnal guest. She called him "Feli", but even Leia's nanny was sure that "Feli" was the little girl's imaginary friend. And when Bail broke into the basement where Ferus lived with a request to capture Leia and immediately escape from Alderaan, because the Inquisitors had already arrived for her, Ferus did it without hesitation. Saving the child from the Empire was a matter of honor for him. But during their wanderings, Leia already called her savior "daddy Feri" and he got used to it, and then accepted it as his new truth.

Now Ferus felt Obi-Wan's sadness, too. Bail Organa's word carried weight in the Senate. Olin had heard that Organa had organized a block of protesters in the Senate, despite threats from the Empire. In the end, Palpatine decided to destroy his, and it was done by the hands of Darth Vader.

"Damn killer."

The cyborg probably found out about Leia by accident when he showed up on Alderaan to arrest and kill his Master's political opponent. Either there was a spy in Organa's palace who brought information about Leia. There was no way this picture could fully form in Ferus' head, there were too many variables in the past.

Olin looked at Obi-Wan, wondering if he could trust him with his life. And most importantly, is it possible to entrust Leia's life?

"I want to make sure that Vader can never hurt anyone again. I need your word, Obi-Wan."

**

Heaviness and relief hit him at the same time as the ship Ferus and his daughter had left on plunged into hyperspace.

Well, he had to let them go. Leia was in safe and caring hands. Padme would be happy if she knew that her baby has a father who is the best she can imagine. What should he do next? Obi-Wan thought for a moment. Luke or Vader, who is more important?

In fact, he will never have a choice. This choice was made for him many years ago. No, he wasn't going to take Luke away now. The boy will have to wait a long time for his return.

Obi-Wan entered his cabin. He knew that Vader couldn't be left alone for long, but he needed at least a little time to gather his strength and sort out his thoughts and feelings.

Obi-Wan felt lousy.

"What's bothering you so much, Padawan?" Qui-Gon's voice was heard, and then his ghostly outline appeared, right in front of the cot where Obi-Wan sat down. Qui-Gon rarely appeared in front of him as a ghost, only in times of dire need. Obi-Wan hated having to talk about problems and get comfort from Qui-Gon instead of just spending precious time with him.

"It seems that lying is becoming my new norm "  Obi-Wan muttered. Behind the assumed lightness of the phrase, he wanted to hide his brutal fatigue.

"Do you regret that you had to lie to this boy?"

"I realize that it was impossible to do otherwise. He's not ready for the truth, but I'm sick of lying to him."  Obi-Wan said contritely. "And it's not just that. I've been thinking about something. He was fifteen years old when his first Master was killed. If it hadn't been for your death on Naboo, Ferus might have become my apprentice."

Well… He had recently instructed Ferus not to ask “if” questions, but that was exactly what he was doing right now. Great.

But he couldn't help but ask himself that question. Olin's fate worried him.

"You can't know that for sure, Padawan," Qui-Gon replied softly.

"But, if it was possible… Then I shouldn't have let him go. I really need help myself. And if he had stayed, I would have told him everything." The Jedi gave himself some time to calm his feelings. Still, he felt discontent towards Olin.

"Don't try to obstruct the current flow of circumstances. I think it's for the best now. And don't worry, this won't be the last time you see him."

"But I know he won't come back to us. I can feel it. We've lost him as a Jedi forever. He will not try to divide himself between loyalty to his family and loyalty to the Order. He has already chosen the family. Irrevocably."

 "Obi-Wan, do you remember that our future is always in motion? It cannot be completely predetermined. His family is his only daughter. Also, don't forget that children grow up fast."

Suddenly, Obi-Wan thought not of the future, but of the past. He clearly remembered Ferus when he was a seventeen-year-old padawan. Indeed, it seemed to Obi-Wan that this had happened not so long ago. Young Ferus was responsible and thoughtful, he always followed the rules and tried to be the perfect Jedi apprentice. But that evening, on the joint mission he was confronted by a worried teenager who was not a serious and strict young man. He seemed like a very vulnerable, sensitive boy. Obi-Wan was surprised to discover that this boy had never really allowed himself to be himself. He aspired to be the embodiment of the ideal Jedi image that he had built in his head. And ironically, this boy, unlike Anakin, had no friends.

Kenobi knew that he would be burdened with guilt for lying. At least until the time comes to reveal the truth. And then he will has to face his wrath.

But Obi-Wan couldn't give in to his guilt completely, and he pushed it aside. The ordeal ahead was too severe.

"May the Force help him wherever the galaxy takes him."  Kenobi muttered, thinking about Ferus' fate.

"Don't beat yourself up, Padawan. You can't be a Master for two at the same time. Your responsibility is Anakin."

"I know, Master. And sometimes I wonder if this is the right thing to do. Perhaps the Jedi doomed themselves to degeneration when they established the rule that a Jedi can have only one Padawan."

**

In the open space, among the myriad stars a transparent road stretched to infinity in front of him.

Is this what Nothingness looks like, or is it Chaos itself? Darth Vader believed that it was not scary, even if it was immensely lonely. And it's even for the best. The Sith didn't want to see anyone.

It was painful and difficult to walk. The servomotors in his prosthetics did not work well and the movements caused pain. Despite the pain, Vader continued to walk forward, but the road, like a layer of thin ice, did not change in any way and did not end. His path seemed meaningless.

It was unknown where the cry of a small child came from, and this vile sound was superimposed on another crying baby. These sounds annoyed him. They alternately rose and fell like waves of surf. The echo of children's screams rang in the distance, but Vader heard it clearly, as if only inside his head.

But there can be no echo here.

Is this a memory?

He killed many children at once. Palpatine had given him this dirty job early on. This was Skywalker's first crime, so terrible and unforgivable that it completely cut off his way back. The wise Sith understood that after such actions, the apprentice's hand would never waver. And so it turned out, Darth Vader had no more pity. He mercilessly punished on the orders of his Master. But he often killed without orders, just because he could do it. And the Darkness raged and gloated when he did it.

The sound faded and disappeared. The Sith had already guessed whose tricks these were.

"It was a very stupid way to scare me. I've killed hundreds of children, I've even slaughtered babies, you know that. And I'm not bothered by their screeching. Come up with something better!" Darth Vader declared. He had sensed the Jedi's presence behind him for a long time. But when he turned around, to his surprise, he found not Kenobi, but Qui-Gon Jinn.

"I know that Anakin Skywalker is very remorseful for the atrocities committed." Said the middle-aged Jedi.

Vader didn't answer him. He didn't want to argue with him. They have nothing to talk about.

"It's time for you to finally admit that the path of darkness is only a path of destruction.  Qui-Gon continued, "It won't lead you anywhere, and your end will be as inglorious as Palpatine's.

Anakin, think about what you're really interested in besides power? The people you tortured and held by force? You will repeat your fatal mistake if you choose Darkness again. You will lose what has become important to you again, because the Darkness does not tolerate competition. The Dark side will force you to destroy them. Darth Sidious deceived you once, it was he who deprived you of everything truly important. And you understand it deep inside yourself. Even if you manage to take the throne of Palpatine, you will still never be able to get enough of power. You'll be just as miserable as you are now. But there is another way."

Vader grinned. He knew that all the Jedi could do was lead gullible fools by the nose.

"No, Qui-Gon, it's actually much simpler. There is no need for these theoretical studies. If I continue on the path of the Sith, Kenobi will simply never let me out of here. He's the one who locked me in here, right? Did you think that I would not understand this, and your cheap tricks would happen to me?

"Obi-Wan is trying to save you as much as I am. To give you a chance. "

Vader wanted to vent his rage with a sudden movement to rush at the Jedi. But the damaged servomotors did not allow him to do this. He decided to leave the Jedi behind and move on without even answering him. The pain was still shooting through his mutilated body.

"Understand, the Dark Side can't cure you, it's unnatural. Darkness can only destroy. She's been tormenting your body for a decade, torturing you. Only the Light Side will help you. Anakin Skywalker has to come back." The Jedi said convincingly.

Darth Vader turned around and looked at the Jedi with contempt.

"You're pathetic and ridiculous, Qui-Gon. However, as always. You know perfectly well that Skywalker can't live. The guilt will crush him. He's a wimp and a whiner. He's not worthy of my power! He's not worthy of anything at all!

"He's stronger than you always thought." The Jedi objected.

Vader just sneered at that.

"You don't believe in him. You think he doesn't deserve to live, but give him this chance before it's too late. He desperately needs his last chance. "

Darth Vader was not going to listening the nonsense of the Jedi. It's a pity that it's impossible to kill someone who's already dead again.

“Better let Skywalker disappear completely”, Vader thought.

The truth was, the Dark Side really wanted him all to itself. The dark side also required sacrifice and renunciation of former identity. But in return, it gave much more than dominance over others, than the ability to command the Force itself. She gave him power over himself. That restraint and inner strength that he had never possessed.

Enough! This conversation is over. Vader turned his back on him and picked his way along the road that looked like thin ice. But the Jedi's words still hurt him and raised doubts in him.

Somewhere in the distance, he spotted other intersecting road lines. So, now he would find a way to get out on his own, without the Jedi liar.

"And help him deal with it..." came the old Jedi's whisper from behind.

[akali-blade]

The Skywalker Invasion

Family Revelations

The Jedi Council Chambers was filled with Jedi Knights, masters, and senators. Yoda’s eyes were closed, focusing on the Force.

The newcomers were occupying different rooms at the temple, as the Jedi Masters believed they shouldn’t have the time travelers interact.

“We need the names of the people you met,” Mace Windu asked, a frown forming on his lips.

“I met two men, both claiming their name to be Skywalker,” Plo Koon said slowly, turning to look at a certain Jedi Knight who was surprised.

“That’s impossible, I mean no disrespect, Master, but I too have met someone claiming to be a Skywalker,” Aayla was quick to inform them.

Anakin crossed his arms, “I would also like to join this confusing conversation, my padawan and I met this boy, going by the name ‘Ben Skywalker’ I’m now curious to know who these others are.”

Ahsoka nodded her head in agreement.

Obi-wan stroked his beard.

Padmé came forward, “Jedi Masters, I have met two women, a young girl, and a young man, one of the women says she is the empress of the Fel Empire, which just happens to be our galaxy.”

Yoda now hummed, “the last names, I need, yes, to uncover the truth. Your hand you must raise, if you met one, going by the name Skywalker, you must.”

Four people raise their hands.

Aayla Secura.

Anakin Skywalker.

Plo Koon.

Master Yoda.

“Going by the name Solo,” Yoda continued.

Padmé Amidala.

Bail Organa.

Adi Gallia.

Mon Mothma.

Obi-wan Kenobi.

Each raised their hand.

“By the name Fel.”

Padmé Amidala and Bail Organa were the only ones.

“And do not forget the young one who goes by the name ‘Jade’, she was in the company of one ‘Luke Skywalker’.” Mace Windu reminded. Yoda nodded.

Anakin’s brows furrowed, more Skywalkers?

“Something on your mind, young Skywalker?” Yoda prompted, his face softening.

“The…other Skywalkers, I’m curious,” Anakin sighed.

The old green Jedi Master chuckled, “revealed, everything will be, with time.”

“I believe we should gather everyone and question them all at once, they must be very powerful if the Force reacted this way,” Ki-Adi Mundi proposed.

“Agree, I do, talk with them, gain their trust, we will.”

~S~

Gathering the newcomers, the Jedi Council led them all to a large room where privacy can be assured.

Luke and Leia found each other and crashed into each other’s arms, happy to know that the other was safe. Mara and Han only laughed quietly at the sight.

Ania looked around, noticing that she shared certain features with other people in the room. Her eyes stopped on a woman.

“Marasiah!”

Marasiah turned, her face broke out into a grin. The two girls ran forward and brought each other into a hug.

“It has been so long, cousin, I am delighted to know that I will have a familiar face with me here,” Marasiah exclaimed. Someone cleared their throat behind them, and Ania saw her other cousin.

“Why, Cade, this is turning out to be a family reunion.”

Cade chuckled, “a very weird one, the Force is a tricky one.”

Now confused, the Jedi Council watched as Ania, Marasiah, and Cade all chatted together.

“You’re…related?” Adi Gallia wondered, her eyes wide. Ania nodded. 

Now this just got more interesting.

“But, how?” Obi-wan asked, his face scrunched.

“We have the same ancestor,” Cade crossed his arms.

“And who would that be?” Mace narrowed his eyes.

“Anakin Skywalker.”

Said man faltered, “w-what.”

Luke, was just as confused, they too were related to his father?

“Anakin Skywalker? Here?” Han groaned.

Jedi Knight Anakin Skywalker came forward, his arms crossed against his chest. The time travelers’ eyes widened comically, gasps were heard, and disbelief rang throughout the Force.

“Impossible.”

Bail Organa coughed softly, “maybe you can tell us what Knight Skywalker means to you.”

Luke casted his gaze over to the man who claims to be Anakin Skywalker, and there he is, standing in all his glory. Anakin Skywalker.

“He…well…Anakin Skywalker is my father.”

Ahsoka’s eyes grew, oh dear, how is Master going to get out of this one?

Leia nodded, “He is…my biological father, Luke and I are twins,” her face soured slightly as she admitted the fact. She had not forgiven him yet, but in the light of things, she believed it was best to just go along with it.

Jacen, Jaina, and Anakin giggled, “we’re his grandchildren!”

“Jacen is the eldest, then it’s me, Jaina, and our younger brother, Anakin!”

The elder Skywalker felt his face grow hot, his heart racing a mile a minute. He caught the gaze of his wife, who sent him a reassuring smile, she too, was having a difficult time handling this.

“Your last names?” Kit Fisto asked politely.

“Solo.”

Han sputtered, “what!? How do you kids have my last name!?”

Jacen looked unimpressed, “it’s cause we’re your kids.”

Anakin Jr. put his hands on his hips, “and Leia is our mother.”

Leia and Han paled at the thought, scooting away from each other.

Mon Mothma could only sigh. A red headed boy stepped up, blue eyes twinkled when he saw his grandfather pale.

“The name’s Ben Skywalker, I’m Luke Skywalker’s son.”

Luke turned sharply to stare at the red headed boy. But, who is the mother? The only woman who popped in his head was the one who was standing next to him. Mara Jade.

Ki-Adi Mundi put his hand under his chin in thought, strange.

Nat and Kol also stepped up, introducing themselves, garnering another round of surprise coming from the Jedi of the Old Republic.

Allana quietly said her name, stating who her father was, making Jacen go red and Jaina to laugh quite loudly, teasing him relentlessly. Ania had a small on her face, watching the smaller versions of the first Skywalker-Solo lineages goof off. 

“What about Marasiah Fel then? If I remember correctly, you said Ania was your cousin,” Mon spoke, trying hard to ignore the fact that the people of the future are Jedi Skywalker’s descendants. Does he ever follow the rules?

“My great great grandmother is Jaina Solo. Ania is Jacen’s descendant, and I, Jaina’s. Making us cousins,” explained the future empress, her hands folded neatly across her stomach.

Ahsoka now only had one question remaining on her mind and she was sure it was on everyone else’s.

“Who’s the mother of Master Skywalker’s children then?”

Several pairs of eyes snapped to her direction making her fix her posture, not wanting everyone to see her as only a child padawan.

The senators and Jedi Masters looked at the future Skywalkers who looked anywhere but at the front of the room where the people of the Old Republic stood.

“W-we don’t know,” Leia finally spoke up, “we thought…well, we thought that our father had a one night stand.”

The people of old looked highly skeptical of this theory.

The other time travelers muttered their own theories, some stating that they thought she was also a Jedi, possibly a smuggler, and other crazy stories.

“We just know she would have to look like Leia, since I look like my father, at least according to Be–I mean Obi-wan Kenobi,” Luke explained.

The auburn haired master coughed as he was now put in the spotlight.

“I’ve noticed that Miss Leia Skywalker,” Shaak Ti started, making Leia sour instantly, “young Allana Solo, young Jacen Solo and Miss Ania Solo all share close resemblances to Senator Amidala.”

The young female senator was now under scrutiny of her colleagues, the Masters of the Jedi Council, and the people of the future.

“Master Ti is right,” Aayla said in her heavy accent.

“Skywalker, do you have anything to say about this?” the face of Mace Windu was clouded, as his anger seeped through. The ones bearing the last name Skywalker all turned to the Korun master.

“What did I do?” The Skywalkers exclaimed in unison, making Mace quickly back track his words.

Anakin wisely kept quiet, his own thoughts getting to the better of him. I have a family…Padmé  and I made a legacy oh how I wish we could talk in private.

Padmé, feeling a headache coming on, could not help the joy that spread through her. She and Anakin made a family, their family made a family and so forth. She was excited and words could not describe the feeling. Oh no, the Jedi Council, she forgot about them in the heat of the moment.

She took a glance to her husband, giving him an unnoticeable nod.

The blonde Jedi Knight coughed, making the attention come his way. 

“Contrary to your…beliefs, I’m married.”

The entire room was not prepared, as a matter in fact, those weren’t the words that they expected to come out of the patriarch of the Skywalker clan’s mouth.

“To who?”

“Me,” Padmé stepped up, her head held high, this wasn’t how she imagined she would reveal their marriage, but no time like the present, right?

Bail and Mon were extremely surprised, their colleague, who had no interest in romantic relationships, was married? They had told her to pursue such things, saying that it was a wonderful thing to be connected to a person, who would love and cherish you. Yet, here she was, steps ahead of them.

“Hm, how many months, were you?” Yoda asked, his glimmer stick thumping softly. 

“Two and a half years, just after the Battle of Geonosis,” Anakin answered, his voice firm, Obi-wan pinched the bridge of his nose.

Force, help me.

“This is going against the Code–”

“What code?” Luke was now confused, while he was thrilled to know that he was a product of his parents’ love, at least he hoped so, he wondered about the code they seem to obsess and worship.

“The Jedi Code states that one should not hold romantic attachments,” Anakin explained to his son.

Kol was now laughing, “that wasn’t in the Code, as a Jedi Master myself and knowing history, Luke Skywalker made the Code after he rebuilt the Order and it never stated that.”

“How can one person, especially a Skywalker, change a code that existed well over two thousand years?” An angered Agen Kolar grit out.

“Rebuilt the Order?” Anakin had a bad feeling about this. Mara rolled her eyes, this was becoming too much, they’ve been here for hours and she needed some rest.

“The Jedi Order was destroyed, Jedi were killed and an empire, under the rule of the sith,  rose the day Luke and I were born, allegedly,” coughed Leia.

There was nothing but silence.

Pure unadulterated silence.

“Take a break we will, come back later, we must, to your rooms, the padawans will take you,” Yoda finally decided, he needed the Force to show him the way.

There were no signs or sounds of disagreement, they moved out of the room, leaving only a few Jedi left in the room.

“Skywalker,” Yoda called out to Anakin, “expel you, I will not, need you here, the Force demands. Until the agenda of the Force is finished, your status of your knighthood, you may keep,” he hobbled away with Mace Windu, Obi-wan Kenobi, and Shaak Ti.

 Anakin slumped against the wall in relief.

~S~

Obi-wan was disappointed. That much was obvious.

But he couldn’t place it.

Was he disappointed at his padawan? At himself? At the Code?

What had happened?

When Yoda had called a recess break, he inwardly refused, he wanted answers.

What happened to him? Anakin? The padawans?

Sitting in a meditation position, he searched the Force for guidance.

Though a small part of him was happy, happy that Anakin had a family, though the Code absolutely refuses such a thing. Spending the small amount of time with the Solo children, he could already feel fondness growing, and knowing it was his padawan’s great offspring, made his fondness grow.

Somewhere in his mind, he was proud that the Skywalker lineage were accomplished Jedi Masters, or politicians.

At least he found the answers to that, knowing how much Anakin hated politics.

Padmé was–is–good for him, no doubt about that, she grounded Anakin when he could not, she gave him peace, peace that the Jedi Knight so often searched for, looked for, meditated for.

He only hoped that it did not end in disaster.

Opening his eyes, he left his room and went to the cafeteria. Already there was talk about the strange occurrence of the strange beings who appeared out of nowhere.

Force help him.

Force help Anakin.

Force help the galaxy.

The appearance of the Skywalkers could either mean two things.

Creation.

Or.

Destruction.

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[woodfrogs]

another thing that i love thinking about is luke and leia post rotj searching for any information possible about their parents

like they have anakin's name but all they know about their mom is what obi-wan told leia when she was 10. there is nothing publicly connecting anakin to padmé in any way other than a professional relationship. nobody who Knew is alive bc i feel like at most ahsoka suspected something was up but didn't know for sure but i am only at s3 of tcw so i Do Not Know. there's the marriage records but those are on naboo and it would probably take quite a bit of digging to find information on the trade federation blockade or even connect anakin's name to that (given that he was. 9.) but then again they could have also found that palpatine was from there (as well as senator amidala who was associated with bail organa, obi-wan kenobi, AND anakin skywalker. hmmmmm) and realized that this planet is maybe Significant, gone there, and found stuff out.

but also while luke's feelings about anakin/vader are pretty clear i think leia's are way more complicated. people like to say that luke is more like his mother and she is more like her father (and that is true) but she more than anything resents everything they discover about anakin while they still have no clue who their mother is. she gets frustrated over wasting time away from establishing the rebellion and only finding information about her father who tortured her, killed hundreds, and destroyed her home. she tells herself she's only doing this to find out who their mother is. meanwhile luke is happy with whatever they find. so it winds up being mostly luke staying motivated and actively doing research and leia pretending she doesn't care but she chips in ideas and comes along because she really is curious but mostly feels bitter about every new discovery (except for those involving obi-wan because she's curious about this man she met like twice who was important enough to her for her to call him her "only hope". i also think at some point they visit ben's house on tatooine to see if it has any clues and ask around and find out about the boonta eve classic and that there used to be some skywalkers that were slaves and that kinda hits luke hard). plus bail and breha were leia's parents and by searching for her birth parents so soon after their deaths she probably feels a bit like she's replacing them.

of course one of the force ghosts could just tell them padmé's name but where's the fun in that. i want them to go on an intragalactic scavenger hunt for their mom only to discover everything about her has been right in front of them this whole time. i think luke probably asks them at one point and yoda says something cryptic about trusting his feelings and then he never tries again

[antianakin]

Oh believe me, I DO talk about Leia's relationship to the Organas a lot! This post wasn't focusing on that specifically, but there was a reblog I did from someone else where I bring it up and talk more about what Leia gets from the Organas and how that impacts who she is as a person.

Basically, I think that who Leia is AS A PERSON is pretty much all Organas, none of it comes from her biological parents. But Leia AS A CHARACTER is more often paralleled with Padme, and I think people are choosing to compare her more to Anakin even though the Prequels went far out of their way to emphasize the connection between mother and daughter (especially visually). So this post was focusing more on the ways I think that the narratives in the films really show that comparison between Padme and Leia and the ways that Leia succeeds where Padme fails, but I have an entire tag for posts about Leia's relationship to the Organas and how that impacts who she is and how important it is to her.

One of the things I loved the most in the Kenobi show was that they do have Obi-Wan seeing a lot of Anakin and Padme in Leia for all of the obvious reasons, but the NARRATIVE ITSELF also emphasizes all of the ways that Leia is like the ORGANAS and the ways that Leia CHOOSES to be like the Organas. And the things that Leia is inheriting from the Organas can sometimes be the same things that Obi-Wan is seeing as similar to Anakin and Padme, and that's okay! That's normal! Obi-Wan is going through a lot of emotional healing about what he's lost and what Leia represents to him and a lot of that has to deal with Anakin and Padme, so it makes sense that that's how he's seeing her. But Leia is going on her OWN journey regarding her birth family she's never known and by the end of the story, she chooses the Organas. Obi-Wan gives her several traits that he tells her she's inherited from Anakin and Padme, but she then looks to the Organas and tells him that she doesn't really need to know about them and, if you look at those traits again you can tell that they're clearly deliberately chosen to be equally as applicable to Bail and Breha (if not more MORE applicable to Bail and Breha) as they are to Anakin and Padme. Leia is letting go of any need to connect to her birth parents because she has two parents that chose her and that she is choosing back, and that's what matters to her. It's such a beautifully subtle moment.

I've often pointed out that Bail Organa is not without his own moments of passion and even anger and frustration. He snaps at a fellow Senator in AOTC, and if you want to take Disney canon into consideration, he BARELY holds himself in check when speaking to an in-law about a political issue they disagree on. Breha also tells him in the show after Leia reads her cousin for filth that that's a trait she picked up FROM BAIL. Bail also calls out Obi-Wan when he's trying to convince Obi-Wan to go save Leia. The man is the EPITOME of still waters run deep, there's SO MUCH passion and emotion going on inside of him that he's had to learn to keep tightly wrapped up in order to do his work as a Senator and later his work as a leader of a rebellion. And THAT'S what Leia learns to emulate because she also has so much emotion and passion and anger and frustration and has to learn how to hold it together when she needs to. The few moments we see her lashing out a little are almost entirely with people she already trusts and in situations where she doesn't have to be a picture perfect leader and it's not even real anger but more of just some irritation or frustration at worst.

This is NEVER a trait we see with Anakin. Anakin often tends to just bottle his shit up and seethe until it all comes exploding out in a massively destructive way. And Anakin's passions are so rarely particularly selfless or compassionate or about anyone other than himself, either. Leia's anger, what little exists of it, never ever reminds me of Anakin. But it DOES remind me a lot of Bail.

We know very very little about Breha outside of extended universe stuff, and a lot of it can be very contradictory because there's so little of her in the films that everyone who writes her just takes her in a completely new direction. But if we take the Kenobi show into account again as the only time in a more mainstream piece of media that we've gotten to know Breha and see her relationship with Leia, there's definitely some interesting stuff to analyze. Breha is represented as a GROUNDING presence for both Bail and Leia. It's not that she feels any less passionately than either of them, she's just very very good at holding it together and putting on the right act with the right people so that they never know what she's really thinking. She's fully committed to the idea of the rebellion and fighting back against evil and all of those things, but she knows her role and what it requires of her and how to play it to perfection and THAT'S what she's passing on to Leia. If Leia learns passion from Bail, she learns discipline from Breha. Bail encapsulates all of the morals and goals that Leia takes on, but Breha is the one who shows her how to do it and succeed at it without losing who she is. She can be an Organa without losing what makes her LEIA, but that is a choice that Leia has to make for herself and that no one else can make for her.

I don't genuinely think Leia HAS a lot of inherited qualities from Anakin and Padme. I don't really believe in nature over nurture. I think that the only thing you can genuinely say Leia inherited from her biological parents are her looks and her Force sensitivity. The rest of it are things that maybe are similar to Anakin and Padme, but that are equally as similar if not MORE similar to Bail and Breha.

Bail and Breha were such incredible role models for Leia, especially knowing exactly who and what she was. Much like the Jedi were to the Republic, Bail and Breha were able to be representations of an ideal to achieve for Leia. They modeled all of the very best qualities so that Leia could emulate them and become the best version of herself it was possible to be. I don't personally believe Leia was struggling with darkness at any point during the Original trilogy, and I think that's because of the Organas and everything that they taught her. Leia was not sheltered the way Luke was, she knew exactly what her parents were fighting and the secrets they were having to keep and, if she wanted to help them, she had to learn to fight the same battles and keep the same secrets. Leia would've had to learn how to face her own fears and anger and pain and darkness and let it go and control it much earlier on, so by the time we get to meet her, that kind of thing is easy.

The thing I do think Leia struggled with was figuring out how to BALANCE her own needs and desires with the needs of the rebellion and her cause. And i don't think that this is a result of Bail and Breha not LETTING her balance it or pushing her into responsibility too soon or just failing to teach it to her, but more of a result of LOSING her entire support system at once right at the beginning of the story, and all she has left of her family and her home is the cause they fought for and she throws herself into it. I think that this struggle is, in part, a narrative about Leia's GRIEF (this is a personal headcanon and not something the story itself ever gives us, just to be clear).

Leia is duty-driven, but I imagine she was more able to have a balance in her life when Bail was still running the rebellion and she still had the ability to ask Bail and Breha for help when she needed it and she could go home and relax sometimes. But once Alderaan is destroyed, she has no home to go back to, no one to ask for help, and everyone is now looking to her to fill in the void that her father once filled. And so of course she struggles with letting go of that in order to focus on any romantic feelings she might have for Han, of course she feels like that's the lowest possible priority right now and not something she can afford to add to her list of obligations. It's not until she's forced away from all of that, separated from the rebellion and its fate, that she has no other option but to think about those feelings and allow herself to act on them. For the first time in two or three years, she's willing to let herself act a little selfishly and carve out a little happiness for herself. She's finally able to let go of some of the pain she's been holding on to and accept that just because Bail, Breha, and Alderaan are gone doesn't mean she can't still have a home or a family.

Anyway, I LOVE talking about Leia and her real parents! This post is the one that got really popular instead of some of the ones where I talk more about Bail and Breha, but I promise this is actually a bit of an anomaly and I normally don't tend to compare Leia to her biological parents all that much!

People are SLEEPING on the most interesting Leia & Padme comparisons because there's so much focus on Leia being "like Anakin" because she gets annoyed sometimes and Padme being this perfect moral beacon of truth and justice despite all of her very canonical lies and cover-ups and obstructing of justice.

If Luke is the Jedi that Anakin should've been, then Leia is the LEADER that Padme should've been.

Padme is a hypocrite, proclaiming that all people deserve basic decency and the right to safety, but at the same time allowing Anakin to get away with a mass murder with no consequences by covering it up.

Leia doesn't even let Han get away with being a little bit of an asshole, there's no way she'd let him get away with mass murder. She holds everyone around her to a higher standard, believing in the best of them but also but refusing to accept excuses for cowardice and selfishness.

Padme talks so much about wanting the war to end, but then allows one of the opposition's biggest generals go free just to get Anakin back because she cares about him, causing the war to continue to go on for even longer.

Leia lets Luke sacrifice himself because she knows it's possibly the only way they might have a victory and beat the Empire, even though she knows what he is to her and loves him. She knows what has to be done and respects the choice Luke is making and would never condemn their efforts just to keep him with her.

Padme's story parallels Anakin's, she devolves as the narrative goes on, until she's barely a shell of the person she used to be. That strength and moral clarity she showed as a Queen is entirely gone, leaving only a scared woman pleading with a murderer to come back to her.

Leia's story parallels Luke's, she gains more and more strength and clarity as the narrative moves forward. The bossy young woman we first met has become a confident rebel leader who knows she doesn't have to harden her heart to be strong.

[gffa]

I am still just utterly inconsolable after so much of the first episode is spent establishing that Obi-Wan feels so much grief and pain and loss and guilt about what happened to Anakin, that he still cares about Luke, still watches over him every day, still tries to reach out in small, unnoticeable ways, but Owen notices him anyway, still says, “Like you trained his father?” And Owen’s not wrong to be scared about what can happen, it’s about Obi-Wan being on the planet bringing danger to them, Nari was there for him, but also we have all seen Rebels, we all saw the scene where Haja was helping the family get away from the Empire, Luke was never going to be safe even if Obi-Wan really was dead.  That’s the whole point of Leia being in danger, because the Inquisitors have figured out there’s a connection there, even if they don’t know she’s Force-sensitive, Obi-Wan and Bail know it, and Obi-Wan’s reluctance to help is because he feels like he’ll just fail another child, she’s better off with someone else, and Owen has been reinforcing that for years now, and it’s understandable why but just. Bail Organa coming along and blowing all of that out of the water by asking him for his help, coming all the way to Tatooine because it can only be Obi-Wan Kenobi who helps them, by pleading, “There is no one I trust with my child more than you.” Bail Organa knows most of everything that happened, knows Obi-Wan made mistakes, that they all made mistakes, but he sees beyond that, he sees that it’s time to get the hell over it, he sees that Obi-Wan is still someone who can help people, who is the person Bail most trusts with the child so precious to him, the child that is his entire heart, he trusts no one more than Obi-Wan and I’m just utterly feral about how the entire theme of these two episodes is Obi-Wan learning to open his eyes to the people who trust him, that there are people out there who are helping in the galaxy, that he isn’t limited to small acts of kindness and little gifts, that he can still help people.  That there is still kindness and hope in the galaxy. To have Leia Organa, not just Anakin’s daughter, but more importantly Bail Organa’s daughter say, “If somebody is offering us help, I think we should take it.“ and “Is it that hard to believe you might have friends?” I’m just completely feral about it, that this is something Obi-Wan Kenobi can do and that there are people in this galaxy, people with the biggest hearts you know, who trust him with their lives more than anyone else, trust him with their child’s life because they know him and the good man that he is, no matter how hard he tries to smother it. There is still light in this galaxy, there is still hope in this galaxy, and Obi-Wan Kenobi isn’t just protecting it for the next generation, he is still part of that light.

[shadowmaat]

Old Friends

The thing about the control chips was that once they were activated all they really had to do was rewire the brain. Bypass certain areas/memories, forge new neural pathways to conform with commands, and then just hold together til it settled into place.

It was one final twist of the knife from Palpatine: the chips might have controlled the clones at first, but over time the clones became so used to thinking of the Jedi as traitors and so used to following orders that the chips were no longer required: the clones did all the "thinking" for themselves.

Except there was still a small portion of clones who started to question what they'd "always" known to be true; ones who started to wonder if they really were doing what was best for the galaxy.

Cody was one of those clones. He knew his history and he knew his orders, but something just started to feel... not right. Hadn't there been a time when he'd protected civilians rather than killing them?

Asking questions in the Empire was a dangerous prospect and Cody knew damn well his days were numbered if anyone suspected he was no longer wholly onboard with enforcing the Emperor's will. He did his research and took himself out of the game.

Old habits die hard, though, and he was literally created to be a soldier. He missed it. He needed a purpose. If he couldn't fight for the Empire maybe he could fight for the Rebellion.

It took some time, but eventually he found himself standing before Bail Organa, leveraging what he knew for the chance to put some good back in the galaxy.

Bail was understandably cautious, not only because Cody was a high-ranking death trooper, but because he was Cody. He'd heard stories of the man from Obi-Wan... and heard the tale of Obi-Wan being shot off a cliff by him.

Bail discussed the situation with Breha, wondering what he should do. If Cody's offer was genuine, he'd be an invaluable resource to the rebellion. If he wasn't, it could bring the whole network crashing down.

They decided to give Cody a trial run to see what would happen, but although they'd spoken obliquely and relied on code words lest certain little ears at the dinner table hear and start asking the wrong questions, young Leia laid down her fork, looked Bail in the eye, and said, "you should tell him, Daddy."

That led to a much longer discussion and the revelation that their young daughter had, during her adventures with Obi-Wan, gleaned some understanding of the people who'd once been important to him... and that Cody was one of those people.

In the end, and with no small reluctance, Bail decided to trust his daughter and sent Cody on an intel-gathering mission to Tatooine. He commed ahead and left Obi-Wan a warning about who was coming, why he was being sent, and that any choice to interact or avoid was entirely Obi-Wan's prerogative. Although of course if Obi-Wan was able to get close enough to tell if Cody could be trusted, that would be appreciated.

Cody, for his part, was fine with the mission. It was obvious busywork, but for the purpose of vetting him it worked well enough without putting anyone important in danger.

Tatooine, however, was a wretched place, and the heavy, grabbing hands of the Hutt Cartel could be felt everywhere. While Cody did his best to keep his head down and stay focused on his mission, there came a point where a young slave child was being beaten and between one blink and the next he found himself intervening.

He made short work of the thugs, but although the child was long gone by the time he finished, he still felt a little better for it. It was good to be fighting for a worthy cause again.

One fight led to two, then led to more, and before he knew it he'd developed a reputation. And a name. Tarpuntee. Which was apparently some kind of holy guardian of the people. It was embarrassing as hell, and combined with the head wrap he wore to disguise his identity it made him feel like a character out of those damn comic books Wooley had loved.

Still, the notoriety meant that more of the commoners and slaves were willing to talk to him, so his information-gathering was going well. Perhaps too well. The gossip-mongers told him of strange hermit who occasionally wandered through town for supplies. A hermit called Kenobi.

It was a punch to the chest, realizing he'd failed that mission years ago, but he couldn't say he was sorry, either. He'd developed a strong suspicion that the Jedi weren't traitors like he'd been told and this felt like proof.

Why had Organa sent him here, of all places? He had to have known. Was this part of the test?

He watched. He waited. He fought lowlifes and enforcers. And then one day he caught a glimpse of a hooded face, still recognizable despite the graying of the beard. Great Storms, the man was as subtle as his padawan. He kept the name and the beard? And did nothing to change his features?

Cody followed him, keeping to crowds and what shadows he could find. When he saw his chance, he took it. Grabbing Obi-Wan he hauled him around a corner into a stinking, claustrophobic alley and slammed him against the wall, a vibroblade to his throat.

"You're dead," he snapped.

Faded blue eyes looked down at him, and former General Kenobi smiled.

"Hello to you, too, old friend."

Cody felt a nudge against his ribs and glanced down to see the business end of an unlit saber pressing into his shirt. He snorted, releasing Kenobi and stepping back, the vibroblade disappearing up a sleeve.

"At least you haven't become completely useless," he said.

"And it seems you've found a new use for yourself, Tarpuntee." Kenobi settled his robe, brushing out the wrinkles. "I'm glad to see it."

"Glad to see your stubborn refusal to die hasn't changed either."

A knot of tension he hadn't realized he'd been carrying eased in his chest. Maybe there was hope for this mad goal of the rebels after all. As long as the damn fool of a Jedi before him didn't wind up dead before it could happen.

[firefly-fez]

What if Luke, after Obi Wan’s death, and learning of his father’s fall just cannot stop his mind whirling with confusion and grief. He doesn’t understand what happened to the Jedi, how they all died, not really — there were some things Obi Wan could just… never speak of. He tries to talk to Rex, and Rex is happy to tell him of his father, his good nature, his padawan - Obi Wan had never mentioned a padawan - but even Rex won’t speak of how the Jedi met their end. Leia looks at him with sympathy and pulls Luka aside. She learned the fate of the Jedi from her father, Bail Organa, and Leia explains it to him — oh. That’s why Rex can’t speak of how the Jedi died.

The next time Rex sees him, he can tell by the way that Luke looks at him, that he knows. He swallows. He supposes the kid deserves to know the truth, but that doesn’t make it any easier to talk about. He wishes Ahsoka were here. It’s easier to remember that day when she’s here, when he can remind himself that he didn’t— that she’s safe.

Luke is confused. Leia told me how the Jedi died, but — Obi Wan always said Vader killed my father. But he isn’t dead… If you served with him, were you, there when he — Rex understands.

No, kid. I wasn’t with your father when… when the war ended. He had a padawan, Ahsoka Tano. I guess General Kenobi never spoke much about her. Can’t say I’m surprised. The Jedi were supposed to be keepers of the peace, but they sent her to war when she was still a child. They abandoned her when— well, that’s in the past now. She left the Jedi Order, and she wasn’t exactly on good terms with General Kenobi after that. She returned to the war effort when a former Sith Lord resurfaced on Mandalore — she wanted to help people who needed her. She always did. I went with her. I was with her when — when it happened. Good job I was too, I’m not sure I’d have made it out if I’d been with anyone else.

That catches Luke’s attention. What do you mean? He asks.

Ahsoka was an old friend. A good person. The best Jedi I ever knew, even if she’ll never call herself one. When the chip took over— she still trusted me. Trusted that the darkness that had taken over my mind wasn’t the real me. I tried to fight it, but I couldn’t. All I could do was warn her. She trusted that warning, even as I was betraying her, even as I was trying to kill her. She got my inhibitor chip out. To this day, I’ll never understand how she was able to be so… compassionate, in that moment. To trust that she could recover the good man she knew, even when I was… lost.

And in Luke’s mind, something clicks. Something stands out to him about Ahsoka’s compassion. To trust that the darkness that had taken over my mind wasn’t the real me.

And suddenly, when he thinks of Vader, his father… the whirlwind in his mind settles. he knows what to do. He prays it will work.

[stardusthuntress]

You guys! I just had a thought and I need to share it! First off, I firmly believe - because Imma lose it if this ins’t the case - that Cody is still alive, and doing just fine out there somewhere in the galaxy. Which got me thinking. Where is he? (Prepare for a long-winded rant, but it’s a happy one, i promise!)

Well, ya know how it seems that all the senators that were close to Padme just know Rex? While they likely know Rex because he doesn’t leave Anakin’s side, and Anakin is usually not far from Padme, I’m betting most of them have also been assigned escorts by Commanders Fox and Cody. Since Fox deals with everything ON Coruscant, it would make sense that he would turn to someone like Cody and Obi Wan when he needed a senatorial escort near a war zone. Having a Jedi would give them a sense of security, and the best senators also know that in reality it’s the clones that kept the Jedi alive throughout the war, so having a man like Cody who survived at Obi Wan’s side AND managed to keep Obi Wan in good health despite his many suicidal battle plans, is definitely one who’s protection they would welcome.

That being said, we all know that after the way many senators turned their backs on the clones. But we also know of a few specific ones that didn’t. While some senators - like Chuchi - tend to have security details from their own planets, it is less clear for others. We know Bail Organa worked closely with many clone units during the war, sometimes even fighting on the front lines beside them. We know he trusts them with his own life, and that he is doing his best to help Chuchi fight for them in the senate as quietly as possible so that he can also protect his own, newly expanded, family. And speaking of that newly expanded family, he’s likely to be in need of some new security guards who will be assigned to watch over his daughter’s life when he cannot be there. And who better to hire to protect a little, wild, force-wielding child than the same people who did exactly that during the war?

I have a feeling that when Cody went AWOL, he had secretly been in contact with senator Organa who offered him, and whoever he wanted to go with him - Cody was totally testing the waters to see if Crosshair wanted to go with him - a safe escape. A chance at a real job, that would pay well, and keep his real identity hidden. Besides, Bail isn’t going to have time to send new security detachments off to training. The child is in his arms, so he needs the new security team to be ready to start tomorrow. And who better than men who’ve already been trained by war and who are searching for a redemption arc of their own. We know that many of the clones feel terrible for what they did to the Jedi, and many of them want a chance to prove that that wasn’t them, that they weren’t in control when that happened. Bail knows Leia carries the future of the galaxy in her hands, and would protect it with everything she is. Who better to protect her than the men who were created to do exactly the same thing?

We also know that Bail has had contact with Ahsoka, and is likely also communicating with Rex (since it is highly likely that he knows the man well, thanks Anakin and Padme). So there’s comfort in the idea that he might be able to contact Rex and tell him Cody is okay.

But back to Cody. I sincerely hope that it was Bail that smuggled Cody and co. out of the GAR, and took them to that same secret medical facility that he and Obi Wan took Padme to (so she could give birth), but this time to have their chips removed (which I’m betting Ahsoka or Rex told him about). And then brought them home to become little Leia’s new security attaché. I for one would LOVE to see Cody helping to raise the spunky little Skywalker girl. And I have a feeling Bail is completely aware of the clones paternal instincts. And knows that is exactly what Leia is gonna need while he, Bail, has to attend to senatorial and royal duties elsewhere. And Cody is totally a girl dad. He’d also totally teach her how to defend herself.

And I know that we didn’t see Cody in Kenobi, on Tatooine or Alderaan. What if that was one of the few days that Bail managed to convince Cody to take some time off, and Cody blames himself for Leia’s kidnapping? Then he’d have to tell Cody about Obi Wan surviving, giving him peace and hope, and letting him stand in the room when he called Obi Wan, and letting Cody escort him to Tatooine to talk to Obi, and Cody would be in change of monitoring the rescue attempt just like he did during the war when Obi Wan would forget to contact him and he needed some way to figure out exactly where his disaster Jedi trio had run off to.

That’s where I think Cody is. On Alderaan. And I’m betting that after the events of Kenobi, he will never again leave Leia’s side for the rest of his life. Which means that if he survived the Imperial takeover of the Tantive IV, he’s likely fighting in the rebellion, side by side with Rex, watching over the disaster lineage, just like they always did. Just like old times…

EDIT: I’m 100% planning a fic of this. It’s gonna have all the feels. I need a happy ending for Codes where he gets to watch over his little Star Princess and be proud of the strong woman she grows to become. And he needs to see Rex again. And they need a chance to use their talents for something they choose to fight for (speaking of, I wish I could include Gregor in there too, he’d be the most fun uncle for Leia, but the biggest headache for Cody, but I highly doubt she ever met him… and we already know how Gregor’s story ends… 😭)… but Cody, the man who carried the weight of damn near half the GAR, and protected the lives of the disaster trio through the war, is gonna get a happy ending, because I said so (Dave is gonna get an earful from me if something like this DOESN'T happen)

[steves-on-a-plane]

Fighting Dragons With You (pt 3)

Part 1 / Part 2 / Words: 1954 Cast of Characters: Young!Leia, Obi Wan Kenobi & Reader   Summary: Obi Wan has arrived to rescue Leia and Reader, but the trio have a long way to go before they are returned safely to Alderaan. 

Leia, ever vigilant in her effort to not leave you behind, had stopped running when you dropped her hand. She could tell from reading your body language, or maybe it was the force, that the man who held on to you wasn’t a threat. She approached slowly and stood behind you. Obi-Wan let go of your wrist. He wasn’t sure where to look.

The ten-year-old girl standing just barely beyond his grasp was so clearly Leia that it made his chest ache. Her hairstyle, though frizzing slightly from her travels was just the sort of fashionable thing a younger Padme would have worn. The scrunch of her brows and the cautious gaze she was assessing him with was all Anakin. That punch he’d taken to the gut? Well, that could have been either of them.

And you. Looking at you, it was as if no time had passed at all. Yes, your jedi robes had been replaced by garments of Alderaanian style. Your eyes looked just a little more tired and the faintest of wrinkles had begun to form on your features. But you were still so completely…you. Alderaan had been good to you. He could feel it in The Force.

With one arm protectively extended to shield Leia, you looked over Obi-Wan. You were searching for some sense of familiarity, but everything about him felt different. The twin suns of Tatooine had not been kind to your old friend. Aside from the tanning of his skin and the permanent lines etched into his face, the sand planet had taken Obi-Wan’s confidence, his trust.

The guilt washed over you in waves. While you’d been living comfortably on the Organa’s credits he’d been left alone, haunted by things you couldn’t imagine. You hadn’t even managed to keep a little girl safe. While he was carrying the weight of the galaxy on his shoulders. As if the ghosts, the grief, and the isolation hadn’t been enough, he’d risked his own safety to chase after you.

Bail had to have been the one to contacted him. The Viceroy was the only person, other than you, who knew how to get in contact with Obi-Wan. He’d put himself at risk by leaving Tatooine, by exposing himself. Still he’d come. Bail had asked and he’d come. Because that’s who Obi-Wan was.

“Are you crying, [Y/N]?” Leia was the first to notice. You brought a hand to your cheek to find that yes, you were crying. When did that start? You wondered. You dried your eyes with the sleeve of your tunic.

“It’s okay.” You reach down and took Leia’s hand again. “We’re going to be okay now.” You promised. “Leia Organa, this is my very good friend…” You paused. You’d been living under pseudonym on Alderaan and assumed Obi-Wan would do the same. Even something as simple as changing your name might keep the Empire off your scent.

“Ben.” He introduced himself. “My name is Ben. It’s a pleasure to finally meet you, Princess.”

“How do you know I’m a princess?” Leia questioned suspiciously.

“Ben is also friends with your father. I’m guessing that’s how he was able to find us so quickly.” You looked to Obi-Wan for confirmation.

“Bail contacted me as soon as he realized you were missing. He was certain I was the only person who could ensure you were both returned safely to Alderaan.” He nodded. “He also, wanted to make sure you had this in case you needed it.”

It took most of your will power not to snatch the object held in Obi-Wan’s outstretched hands. Not weighing much more than a blaster, your lightsaber had been an extension of your own arms for so long. Beautifully carved with elegant swirls up and down its metal hilt, with leather wrappings for grips. Small coppery accents that had taken the longest to forge. It was a work of art.

“I’ve missed you old girl.” You whispered before accepting the saber and quickly tucking it away. Jedi were supposed treat their saber as a tool. They were not supposed to anthropomorphize them or assign a personality to them. But it was a new era and all the condescending nay-sayers were long gone. You were going to treat your lightsaber like the friend she’d always been to you.

“Is that a lightsaber?” Leia remarked just a little too loud for yours or Obi-Wan’s comfort. Out of habit you both shushed her. “Are you a jedi?”

“We’d better get moving.” Obi-Wan urged.

“There’s not time to explain right now.” You told her. “For now we’re going to do what Ob…Ben says.”

“Oh, so this is Obi-Wan.” Leia gave you a knowing smile.

“How did you…what have you told her about me?” He asked.

“We don’t have time. Have to move right?” You reminded him.

“Yes, very well. This way.” Obi-Wan sighed, agreeing under duress. You were right, you really didn’t have time right now. So he’d plan a lecture for the dangers of oversharing when you were safely on a transport off world. Instead he led you out of the storage facility and onto the streets. Even with a crowded street of eccentrically dressed off worlders you, Leia and Obi-Wan stood out.

“I don’t suppose you’ve got three changes of clothes with you under that robe yours.” You asked him.

“No, I don’t.” He answered a little gruff. “Just as I assumed you didn’t fill your pockets with any credits before getting kidnapped.”

“We’d certainly be in a better position if I had.” You sighed. “So what’s the plan?”

“Did my ears deceive me or did [Y/N] just suggest we have a plan?” Obi-Wan teased. It very strange after everything you’d been through for him to joke so easily. For the two of you to slip into familiar banter. Then again, it had always been easy with Obi-Wan.

“We need to change. Leia and I are overdressed for this place and you…have you been wearing the same robes for ten years?” You tilted your head to the side, pretending to assess his attire.

“I’ve changed them!” He countered defensively. “My cloak isn’t even the same shade of brown.” He adjusted his robes, disappointed you hadn’t noticed. “The shopping stalls are this way.” He remarked impatiently. “There’s a port on the other side of the city, we need to make it to the last transport.”

You and Leia browsed the first shopping stall you came upon. At first the princess protested at wearing the plain green cloak you selected for her. You reminded Leia that half the city was looking for you. You needed to blend in. She groaned but allowed you to wrap her in the green cloak jus the same. You stripped off your tunic behind a rack and quickly replaced it with a pale grey poncho. It had a roomy hood that could cover your face, and a hem that went past your waist which would hide your saber.

Leia had somehow managed to persuade Obi-Wan into purchasing a pair of gloves for her as well. Once the tab was paid you ushed the pair of them away from the stall. If you hadn’t the Princess may have charmed her new Uncle out of all his emergency credits.

“We’ll need a story.” You pointed out. The three of you walked together with Leia between you and Obi-Wan.

“Simple enough. We’re a family of farmers from Tawl.” Obi-Wan answered, it was clear he’d already been thinking of it. “You are my wife and Leia is out daughter.” It was silly, and all a lie of course, but hearing Obi-Wan call you his wife made your heart skip a beat.

“How come I’ve never seen your lightsaber before, [Y/N]?” Leia asked.

“Because it was hidden. If I were to carry it all the time it could get me in trouble. We talked about this in your studies.” You reminded her.

“Yes, but you said all the jedi are dead. You’re both still alive. What else have you lied to me about?” She wanted to know.

“Leia I’ve never lied to you. I said the Jedi were extinct which is true enough. Neither Obi-Wan nor I are Jedi anymore and we’re the last two left, as far as we know. As soon as we’re home, this lightsaber is going right back to your father and we’re both going to forget about it, is that clear?” Leia nodded.

“You’ve taught her about Jedi?” Obi-Wan asked.

“Only what the other children her age learn when talking about the Clone Wars. I’m sure you’ve had similar conversations with…your young student.” You had to remind yourself that it was still much too soon for Leia to know everything. You also weren’t exactly in the clear yet. The last thing you needed was for someone on Daiyu to hear that Luke Skywalker was safe and sound on Tatooine.

“I’m afraid my pupil and I don’t have quite the relationship that you have with yours.” Obi-Wan replied. There was a hint of sadness in his tone. Maybe even jealousy.

The three of you continued moving through the shopping area. You found an alley that appeared empty until a Bounty Hunter rushed forward out of it. You thanked the force for your reflexes as you were able to take the hunter down quietly. His bounty puck still had to be delt with since they sometimes contained trackers. You reached over and detached the puck from the Bounty Hunter’s wrist as Leia and Obi-Wan followed you into the alley. You tossed the puck to the ground about to step on it and reduce it to pieces.

“That’s going to be a problem.” You complained when you realized who the high prized bounty puck was for.

“What is it?” You felt Obi-Wan’s hand rest on your lower back as he looked over your shoulder, trying to see the puck. You tried not to focus on the touch. The alleyway was a little tight and he needed the extra support to balance on his toes. “Oh my! That’s quite a large sum of credits.”

“High treason.” You remarked, reading the bounty puck. “Who did you tick off on the wrong side of the galaxy?”

“I don’t know, but I wouldn’t rule your capture as unrelated just yet.” He sighed.

“You think someone sent those first Bounty Hunters to capture Leia as a way to lure you out?” You sucked in a breath. That was something you hadn’t considered. The idea that someone knew Obi-Wan was still alive and wanted him found badly enough they would place a bounty on him had your stomach turning. “You think they weren’t targeting the Organas at all.”

“I can’t be certain.” Obi-Wan reminded you. “Bail did inform me he’s put forward a fair amount of unpopular legislation as of late. He thought someone might be trying to force him into backing down. I was willing to consider alternative motivations.”

“You though someone was looking for you, but you came anyway?” You asked. You weren’t sure if you would’ve had the courage to do what Obi-Wan was claiming to have done.

“I know you would have.” Obi-Wan remarked. After reading you through The Force. It wasn’t like he was trying to pry into your mind. You just always seemed to be screaming your emotions to him through The Force. He stepped forward effectively crushing the Bounty puck.

“How can you be so sure of something that I’m not even sure of?” You asked.

“You would have come to rescue me for the same reason I’ve done for you and Leia.” He insisted.

“You were offered a large sum of republic credits?” You asked.

“I’d do anything to know you were safe.” He told you.

TAGS: @thejediprincess56​

[motherofagoddess]

Kenobi Part III Spoilers (Kinda) in this minific

The Third Sister brought him back a child. He rage boiled, roaring in his ears as she smugly delivered her report. He found no words to stroke her ego, his words flat as he dismissed her, “Leave us.”

His focus snapped to the girl, the one the Third Sister had kidnapped in a crude, albeit successful, method to draw out the man who left him to burn. She was small, her face a mask of impassiveness despite the fear that coiled around her. He probed at her with the Force, feeling her shove the tendrils of darkness away with the ferocity of a krayt dragon. He cocked his head to the side, studying the child more closely. She was a little old for project Harvester, but no matter. Who was her family? He was so far removed from politics, he couldn’t recall who she belonged to. His voice boomed, making her jump, “Who are you?”

“Leia,” she said, straightening her spine. “Princess Leia Organa.”

Ah, the Senators child. He had liked Bail before the war and he had been her friend, how clever to use his daughter to lure out his former Master. The Force whispered around him, trying to get his attention about something. He stared into her eyes, unable to tell their color through the red tint in his mask, “And did Kenobi tell you where you were going next?”

“No,” she said harshly. He sensed the lie, but allowed her to continue “He won’t tell me lots of things.”

“He’s known for his lies, as all Jedi are.”

“Oh,” she said, flushing. “No, he isn’t good at that. He knows my real parents… but I think remembering them causes him pain.”

As if he knew anything about pain, Vader thought. She was adopted, he could recall that Queen Breha had sustained an injury during her ascent to the throne. Her birth parents must have been very important for the Organas to risk Obi Wan being discovered during her rescue. He pondered this analyzing the things he knew about the child in question: her Force-sensitive nature, the stubbornness, she even looked like a younger-

No.

“Anakin, something wonderful has happened.”

No.

What remained of Anakin Skywalker exploded free of the prison Vader had built within himself. Every emotion came crashing down on him, making it hard to breathe in his mask, despite the respirator forcing the oxygen into his lungs. The suit suddenly made him feel claustrophobic, making him desperately want to rip it off of himself, damning the consequences. Leia was speaking, but he no longer heard it, Palpatine’s words echoing painfully in his mind, “It seems that in your anger… you killed her.”

He forced himself to breathe on his own, each breath helping him rationalize. His Master would see the child as a threat or worse- a replacement. He had sensed Kenobi’s exasperation prior to his fear, his daughter likely the source of it. He looked at Leia, “Where was he taking you?”

She squinted, the action sending a knife into his bleeding heart, “I don’t think I should trust you.”

“You’re probably right,” he said dryly. “But I think it’s in my best interest I return you to him. Before your parents broadcast your absence on the Holo-net.”

She scowled, “You want to hurt him.”

Yep, now he could see it. He exhaled a long, heavy sigh, “You can tell I’m telling the truth, correct?”

Her silence spoke volumes, dark eyes flashing. He continued, “Tell me where Kenobi is and… I will show you how to fly my TIE-fighter.”

“You swear?”

“On my life.”

“Deal,” she answered with a bright smile. Now, he just had to tell the Inquisitors to search somewhere else, far from where he was going. Anakin only hoped that Obi Wan could forgive him enough to accept Leia back as his charge… then he would deal with Reva personally.

[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.”

[billowypantss]

Ooooh I’m curious about your obikin WIP babies! 👀🤩

okay i was just gonna give u a summary and then be like "sorry though i'm not going to actually finish it probably :(" but then i went back and looked at it? and it's like.... mostly written ???

granted, it is a VERY rough draft... some of these aren't full sentences, but honestly i kinda think its a vibe... so great news i'm going to post it on this ask below the cut <333

if i actually do end up finishing this for real for real, i'll post it on ao3 too as part of my "til forever falls apart" series, bc that's what i og wrote it for (which is a series of post-rotj anakin and obi-wan shenanigans).

okay enough about me here u go (word count: ~1,000)

BABIES

“She said I could see him. If I wanted.” 

“That’s good news, isn’t it?” 

Anakin shrugged. 

Obi-Wan tilted his head at him. “What’s wrong?” 

“Nothing. I don’t know. I just…” 

Waits patiently. 

“What if I mess it up. Somehow.” 

“Anakin–” 

“No, I know. It’s stupid. But look… I’ve never… raised someone.” 

“You won’t be raising Ben. That’ll be Leia and Han’s job,” gently.

“I know that, but I don’t—” sighs. “Ugh. Nevermind—it’s nothing. Stupid. Sorry for bringing it up.” 

“I’m sure it’s not stupid, Anakin. And even if it is, I believe I’ve had my fair share of stupid from you. It’s not like it’ll be a new experience for me.” Light brush of shoulder, wave of teasing calm from Force. 

Anakin’s lips twitched a little, but then he sighed again. Obi-Wan waits again. Plops down. Lowers his head. 

“I don’t know what to do around a baby, okay?” 

Obi-Wan blinked. “Do?” 

Looks up, frustrated. “You know—like, hold it. And talk to it. And… I don’t know! The things you’re supposed to do with a baby!” 

Obi-Wan almost laughed. “Anakin, it’s just a baby. It’ll come naturally, I promise.” 

How absurdly simple. Only Anakin would make such a small feat dramatic, though he supposed maybe there was more to it. He felt an old sorrow, grief swim up with him along with a fondness for the man in front of him. Ah. That was right, he supposed. Anakin had never known his own children as infants.

(No, that had been Obi-Wan, Obi-Wan who had held them first, who had changed their diapers, who had swaddled them up, cooing and singing and trying desperately not to think about why he was holding these babies, why he was passing one to Bail Organa and taking one to Tatooine, why he was burying their mother, why he wasn’t their father (their father was gone, gone, gone, he left, he was dead, he had to be, because that thing he left on Mustafar wasn’t—couldn’t be—his Anakin) because if he did he would surely break—).

Stop. 

Shook himself.

But Anakin would’ve been a wonderful father. It was what made everything so heartbreaking, holding them. Because he knew that Anakin would have loved being their dad. So why was he—

“I don’t think anyone wants me to follow my instincts when it comes to babies, considering my past experience with children.”

Obi-Wan swallowed. 

Oh. 

That’s what he was worried about. 

Anakin just looked at him, waiting. A testament to how far they had come. Before, Anakin may have taken the silence as disapproval, as Obi-Wan hating him and agreeing with his “stupid” assessment. But they had talked about this (and all the other communication problems they had—Force knows they had more than a few, Obi-Wan thought wearily) and fixed it. 

Obi-Wan, now, though, gazed back at his friend sadly, his form in his twenties but his eyes older than how he looked by far. Obi-Wan was sure it was the same burden Anakin saw reflected in his own. It was a heavy look, in those eyes. Obi-Wan knew how hard it was to hold firsthand. But they had learned that sharing it would help.

Obi-Wan sighed.

He could have said a number of things, about how Anakin was a different man now than he was then, about how if Leia trusted him, then he should trust himself because that woman didn’t trust anyone, or that they couldn’t kill anyone now that they were dead, anyways, so there was nothing to worry about—all true, of course, but what he went with was much simpler. 

“You’re right. You don’t have much of a past with babies, and not a very good one at that.”

Anakin nodded, looking away again. Obi-Wan sent him a nudge in the force, drawing his defeated expression back to his. Smiles gently.

“Luckily for you, your closest and most dearest friend does know a thing or two about babies, and he is happy to share his knowledge with you.” 

Anakin shot him a look. “You never went to the creche, either, Obi-Wan. I’m not so sure you’re an expert.” 

Obi-Wan smiled broadly, “Oh, I’m flattered you think of me so dearly, Padawan, but I was of course referring to your best friend, Master Yoda.” 

Anakin pushed Obi-Wan away, rolling his eyes but he already felt brighter in the force. “I am not asking Master Yoda about babies.” 

Obi-Wan shrugged, his eyes twinkling. “Then I suppose you’ll have to settle for me.” 

Anakin’s lips turned up in a half-smile briefly before fading. Obi-Wan sobered up a bit as well, looking at Anakin seriously. 

“Truly, Anakin. It will be fine, I know it. I’ll be there with you, every step of the way.” 

Anakin swallowed, meeting his eyes in that intense way that only Anakin Skywalker could look at a person.

“You promise?”

Obi-Wan squeezed his hand. “I promise.” 

Anakin took a deep breath and finally, finally, the last of his anguish pushed out and dissipated into the force, and he threw a genuine, though small, smile Obi-Wan’s way. Obi-Wan smiled back.

“Now, our first lesson,” he said briskly, releasing Anakin’s hand and placing his hands behind his back, “Babies are fierce negotiators, but they can be broken with bribes. If, for example, one is crying, they cannot be reasoned with or talked down, but if you offer them a gift—a toy, a finger, perhaps a pacifier, or even better, their mother—then they just might bite.”

Anakin groaned, face in his hands. “I’m regretting this already.”  

“Nonsense—this is valuable information. You should write that down, actually.” 

“Obi-Wan!” 

“What? I’m helping.”

[eyayah-oya]

Would you be willing to write something soft with Bail/Obi-wan/Breha? Maybe Obi-wan returns from a mission with Bail to Alderaan and they both give him kisses?

Hi Anon! Thank you so much for this request! It took me a little while due to school and the fact that for some reason, the scene I came up with was not working in the slightest. But I came up with a new idea and wrote this and I quite like the result. I hope you enjoy!🥰

(also @cacodaemonia, you were interested in this, so I thought I'd tag you when I posted it.)

Bail paced up and down their shared quarters as Breha sat in her armchair, an open book in her lap. She watched him for a few more moments before she set aside her book and approached her husband, wrapping her arms around his waist and leaning her head against his back.

“What has you so upset tonight?” Breha asked.

“It’s been thirteen days,” Bail responded with a heavy sigh. He turned around in Breha’s arms and hugged her close. “I’m worried about him.”

Breha sighed heavily and dropped her mask of composure she so carefully maintained for her people. “I am too,” she said softly, “but you know Ben. He’s survived the absolute worst of the galaxy and has always returned home to us. We have to have faith in him.”

Thirteen days wasn’t nearly the longest Ben had been gone, and this wasn’t even the first dangerous mission he’d been on without them. Breha especially hated to think about those short few days when they’d thought that he’d been killed during the war, assassinated by a common bounty hunter. She hadn’t even been able to attend the funeral, though Bail had. Those days were dark for both of them, kept apart by space and stars and mourning their beloved friend.

The rise of the Empire had brought more fears than even the incident with Rako Hardeen. The Jedi were slaughtered mercilessly—Bail told Breha that not even the little children in the creches had been spared the Emperor’s wrath—and she’d worried relentlessly about Obi-Wan. Millions of troopers that they’d all trusted and even befriended had turned on their closest allies without hesitation and were hunting Force users across the galaxy.

Breha had been so relieved when Bail had arrived with two tiny bundles of joy and Obi-Wan, broken with exhaustion and a bone-deep anguish that went deeper than physical. Anakin, he’d said, was gone. No one knew what happened to Ahsoka for months. It wasn’t until Obi-Wan—Ben now—reunited with Ahsoka and Rex that they learned about the chips that controlled the clones. Ever since then, Ben ran as many missions as he could all over the galaxy, capturing and freeing the clones he’d loved so much.

These missions were dangerous. Of course, they were. Ben was literally being hunted by the very men he sought to save and as they all knew, missions easily went wrong for him.

In the nursery attached to their quarters, Breha heard one of the twins stir slightly. Immediately, both Breha and Bail shifted their attention to their children, hoping to keep them both from crying. It was a challenge they hadn’t anticipated with Force-sensitive twins: their connection meant that if one felt uncomfortable or were crying, the other soon followed if they weren’t soothed in a timely manner. Neither Bail nor Breha would change a thing about their two beautiful little suns.

Bail froze in the doorway of the nursery and then relaxed. He stepped into the room and out of the way to allow Breha to follow him. Inside, two dark figures hovered over the cradles, and above the soft whimpers, she could hear a familiar voice humming soothingly to Leia.

“It’s okay, dear one,” he murmured. “I’ll be here to protect you as much as I can. You can sleep easy.”

“Ben,” Breha sighed with relief.

He looked up and the light from their quarters fell on his face, lighting up his eyes and highlighting the shadows below his eyes and cheekbones.

“Breha, Bail,” he answered. “I didn’t mean to wake them. Leia must have sensed us arriving.” “Is Luke awake, too?” Bail asked.

Ben looked over at the other figure who nodded once. “It appears so.”

“Who is your friend?” Breha asked as she walked further into the nursery. It was a bit too dark to really see who it was, and really, that was something that should probably be fixed. A soft, dim glow would really help them see better in the nursery and would keep them from accidentally running into anything in the middle of the night.

“My mission was a success,” Ben said and his weak smile carried more relief than it had in months.

Breha’s heart lifted in joy and relief. “Cody! It is so good to have you back,” she said, keeping her voice low for the twins but no less filled with how pleased she was to see him safe and sound.

“Queen Organa.” The voice was rough with disuse and likely tears based on how the few other men of the 212th had reacted when Ben had rescued them.

“You must both be exhausted,” Bail said. “We have a guest room off of our quarters that you can use, Cody. I’m sure you could use the rest.”

Cody was silent for several long moments until Ben decided to speak up. “I think it would be best if he stayed by my side for now,” he said quietly.

With a sinking realization, Breha nodded. Cody ordered Ben’s death and likely thought he’d killed him all this time. Of course, he would need to be near Ben if only to reassure himself that he really was alive. Both Bail and Breha had needed that same reassurance at the start of Imperial Rule.

“Of course,” she said. “Let’s leave the children to sleep and go into the parlor. I’m sure we have much to catch up on.”

Ben dipped his head in gratitude. He moved around the cribs, Cody directly on his heels as he came to a stop in front of her and her husband. “It is good to be home,” he said softly.

“It is good to have you back,” Bail answered. He gently pulled Ben into a kiss, soft and caring and a perfect welcome home.

Breha wrapped her arms around Ben’s waist and when he and Bail parted, Ben looked at her with such soft, warm eyes, that she couldn’t help but lean up and kiss him, too. It was so wonderful to have him home. Neither of them would ever attempt to keep him hidden at home, but she was also relieved when he came back to them, safe and whole.

“Come,” she said and grabbed his hand. She smiled at Cody and led both of them from the nursery, Bail bringing up the rear. It was so wonderful to have Ben home and even more so that their dear friend Cody had been rescued from the evil chip inside his head and the horrors of the Empire. Breha couldn’t help the thrill of happiness and content in her heart to have her loved ones close by and safe. She would keep them that way for as long as she was able—it was the least she could do for Ben, the man she’d come to love over the years, and Cody, a friend one of the only blessings to come from the war. They deserved to rest for a while.

Alderaan was safe for them.