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walkawaytall · 5 months
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Chapter 1 is up!
Life Day is approaching and Leia needs the celebration to be perfect. Han discovers there might be more to her fixation on the holiday than meets the eye. A holiday-themed story about grief, loss, love, and rebuilding.
Written for The Year of the OTP Collection - December prompt: holidays together.
ETA: @diplomaticprincess did the beta read on this chapter, for which I am very grateful! Thank you!
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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It's a Life Day miracle: I posted over a day early!
This chapter and the next one made me teary-eyed writing them!
Don't worry; it's fine! I'm fine! Everything is fine!
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(Thanks to @diplomaticprincess for beta reading again!)
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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whatever sentence sunday
She nodded. “Thank you for being so flexible.”
He scoffed, though the smile on his face did away with any concern Leia might have had that he was annoyed. “How much of a choice do you think I have?”
She shrugged. “You could’ve argued with me for half an hour before agreeing.”
Han still smiled, though his brows pinched together slightly. “You said you were tired of that game,” he said.
Oh. He had taken that to heart, apparently. “Right,” Leia said. “Well, thank you regardless.”
“Anytime, Princess,” he said with a wink.
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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Because posting schedules, much like the pirate's code, are really more like guidelines. Here's the final chapter of Hearthstide a few days early. Big thanks to @diplomaticprincess for beta reading all three chapters! Your help was priceless!
Summary:
Life Day is approaching and Leia needs the celebration to be perfect. Han discovers there might be more to her fixation on the holiday than meets the eye. A holiday-themed story about grief, loss, love, and rebuilding.
Written for @yearoftheotpevent Collection - December prompt: holidays together.
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The encounter with the careless vendor weighed on her heavily, and she knew the others must have sensed her mood the few times that she left the cabin, because they sent Chewie in to retrieve her for the evening meal. Han and Luke only made Chewie go after her when they thought there was a high likelihood they would be yelled at; Leia never yelled at Chewie.
[Little One, we’re going to cook outside,] Chewie said, bending at the waist to peer into Leia’s bunk.
“I’m not really all that hungry, Chewie,” she whispered. Her limbs, her hair, her everything had begun to feel quite heavy an hour or two before, and she didn’t know that she could move.
[You need fresh air,] he said. [You will feel better listening to the sea, I think.]
Leia lifted her head and met the Wookiee’s kind gaze. He likely wasn’t wrong — she always felt better outside, and the couple of hours she and Luke had spent at the market had been the only time she had spent off the ship in days.
[I will carry you if I have to.]
The threat was good-natured and Leia doubted he’d haul off and carry her without her permission anyway. She laughed softly and shook her head. “No, no. Just…give me a minute to look presentable and I’ll head outside.”
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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Not to scare y’all, but this WIP has almost made me cry twice when it WAS SUPPOSED TO BE HOLIDAY-THEMED FOUND FAMILY FLUFF WITH A SPRINKLE OF ROMANCE.
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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Your WIP yesterday where Leia admits she's "kriffing exhausted" is one I'm really looking forward to and looks to be exactly my favorite type of Han/Leia fic. Any plans for it's release date?
Short answer: sometime in December.
Longer answer: this story. Oof. Sooo, yeah, this was supposed to be a simple cheesy one-shot for a December Year of the OTP prompt (“holidays together” is the prompt), and then it got less cheesy and now…I mean, it technically isn’t not a one-shot yet, but depending on how long it ends up being and/or if there are natural chapter breaks, it may end up being a multichapter.
For some reason, my brain has decided that it’ll probably be four chapters that I will release the Fridays before Christmas. But I’m determined to have the thing fully written before I post any of it. And it is November 29. So, either I’m going to have a couple of very productive evenings or that part of my brain is fully delulu as the kids say. And I am not actually certain it will be four chapters. Some part of my brain just felt like that sounded about right and attached itself to that (I am blaming the part of said brain that felt it necessary to develop OCD, but who’s to say, really?).
I’ve had to rework this story a lot to hit the tone I’ve wanted and I’m still not convinced I have that quite where I want it. I have a general outline in my head that should make writing actual events pretty smooth overall, but if I can’t get the right tone early, I tend to struggle.
Sooo…I don’t know exact dates. Like, depending on how the hyperfocus works for me, a December 1 release for something is absolutely possible. But I also still don’t know that it’ll be a multichapter. I do think, given the pacing so far, it makes the most sense, but I want the chapter breaks to have a purpose, so…I need to see how the finished product flows first.
That was a lot of words for virtually no information 😂. But thank you for asking! I’m glad there’s some anticipation for this story.
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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Leia focused back on her datapad without saying a word — she really did need the list finalized — and Han took that as an invitation to make irritating observations. “You look kriffin’ exhausted,” he said, stepping into her tiny office space and palming the door shut.
She bristled and looked up from her datapad again, glaring. He was hardly the first person to make that comment that day, and he would not be getting special treatment just because she couldn’t decide if she liked him visiting her or not. “Is it too much to ask that a woman be allowed to go to work without make-up on and not have the entire galaxy comment on how haggard she looks?” she snapped.
Han took a moment to study her face and smirked. “You got make-up on.”
Leia froze for a brief moment before responding, her tone cool and sarcastic. “And how would you possibly know that?”
He gestured in the general direction of her face. “You got a freckle that disappears sometimes when you wear it.”
He’s noticing my freckles? She arched a brow carefully, keeping her surprise to herself. “A freckle.”
Han nodded, a smug grin on his face as he sat in the chair in front of her desk. “Yep.” He leaned toward her slightly, obviously expecting confirmation.
Leia held out for a few more seconds before rolling her eyes and throwing up her hands in surrender. “Fine. Yes. I’m wearing make-up and I’m kriffing exhausted.”
He laughed as if she’d let him in on a private joke — as if he were laughing with her and not at her — and she found it difficult to muster up any more irritation. “How many guys’ve you redirected from askin’ when you last got sleep with that question today?”
She exhaled softly, covering her face with her hands and allowing herself a small laugh. “Two Rogues, a medic, and Jan.”
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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this holiday-themed fic is requiring me to create original lore for an entire gosh-darn holiday, so y'all know I'm dedicated to seeing this thing through or I already would have given up.
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walkawaytall · 5 months
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six sentence sunday
“What about you, Celchu?” Han asked, looking at Tycho. Leia had seemed so focused on this Life Day celebration, Han assumed Alderaan must have done something big.
Tycho shook his head slightly and shrugged. “Life Day’s not really a thing on Alderaan,” he said.
Han squinted at him. “Really?”
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walkawaytall · 1 year
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Fic masterlist
Last updated 2023/12/22.
Thought I’d create a masterlist of my fanfic for future reference. This’ll also include details about posting schedules wherever they apply. Literally everything I write at this point is Original Trilogy Star Wars stuff with a fairly heavy focus on Han/Leia. I’m open to suggestions/prompts, but I make zero promises.
Series
In-progress
Purpose of Heritage ao3 | ffn Currently 16 parts, 143277 words and counting I’ll be honest, I have no idea how many parts this is going to be as I am updating more or less as I write. It’s a tight third-person account of how Leia went from a displaced princess at the end of A New Hope to a legit military leader in The Empire Strikes Back. The angst is strong in this one, but I promise I try to lighten things up every now and again. If you like longer chapters, you’re in luck because these keep clocking in in the 8K-9K range. The next planned update is slated for Friday, December 29, 2023.
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Perspectives ao3 | ffn Currently 3 part, 7048 words
So, this isn't really a series exactly, but I don't know where else to put it. It's a companion piece to Purpose of Heritage, and currently just has the first half of chapter one from Han's POV. The intent is for it to be a landing place for perspectives other than Leia's for select events in Purpose of Heritage, but I have no strict plans for this. It's just going to be updated as I have ideas.
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Untitled Vader Knows About Leia AU Through a series of unfortunate events, Darth Vader discovers that Leia Organa is his child when she's 11 years old. He wants to spend time with her. Bail and Breha allow supervised visits for their own purposes of attempting to get more information about the inner workings of the Empire.
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Collateral ao3 | ffn 11 parts (10 chapters and an epilogue), 51135 words An Ord Mantell story in which I attempt to answer the question “What is everyone’s damage at the beginning of The Empire Strikes Back?” because everyone (okay, let’s get real, I’m mainly talking about Han and Leia) just existing with that sort of emotional turmoil and vitriol for one another without a concrete cause makes zero sense. Obviously no one has ever done this before. I’m very unique and special. (See? I can make the jokes. But...uh, I legitimately think my take is a solid one? I’m allowed to say that, right?) Also, the epilogue makes this not a total downer, hooray!
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Hearthstide ao3 | ffn 3 parts, 15468 words Life Day is approaching and Leia needs the celebration to be perfect. Han discovers there might be more to her fixation on the holiday than meets the eye. A holiday-themed story about grief, loss, love, and rebuilding.
Written for @yearoftheotpevent - December prompt: holidays together.
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Han Solo/Leia Organa Drabble Collection ao3 | ffn 4 parts, 400 words A collection of drabbles I wrote for Tumblr using prompts chosen from a list by followers. All center on Han Solo/Leia Organa.
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One-Shots
In-progress - titles are subject to change
Working title: Someday A missing scene from Leia's POV set in the holding cell in Cloud City.
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Working title: Macabre Post-war Han and Leia have an unusual way of dealing with some of the trauma they've experienced: creating their own holidays to celebrate every time they should have died and managed not to.
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Tell Your Sister ao3 | ffn 1731 words Yeah, so I rewatched The Return of the Jedi over Christmas and Anakin’s final words really sunk in and I realized just how heinous they are in context for Leia, so this is me working my baggage with that detail of the film out. It’s loosely from Han’s POV, but focuses on Leia and Luke discussing Anakin’s dying words with Leia reacting in a manner I personally feel is appropriate given the circumstances. It’s meant to be fairly light-hearted. Don’t take it too seriously. But also, even redeemed Anakin Skywalker sucks.
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Fleeting Infatuation ao3 | ffn 1836 words This started because I wrote a scene for Purpose of Heritage that I really like, but I ended up killing the subplot that would lead to it, so I set out to write a one-shot that would lead to it instead, wrote this, and...this doesn’t even include the aforementioned scene. It just turned into its own thing. It’s set during a nebulous Hoth time period. Leia realizes how annoying it is to have a crush on Han Solo. That’s it. That’s the fic.
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Served Cold ao3 | ffn 3216 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent January 2023 prompt “snow”. Han really hates snow, Leia tries to fix that using questionable methods. Han eventually gets over himself. Mostly fluff, minor angst.
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Presumptuous Man ao3 | ffn 1631 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent February 2023 prompt "If I kiss you, will you shut up?". Han is concussed during a mission and has made that Leia’s problem. Virtually zero stakes, mostly fluff, I’m 99% sure there is a better ending buried deep in my brain using the repeated phrase “pick your battles”, but I got tired of trying to end this thing, so I called it done.
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Speak Louder ao3 | ffn 1960 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent March 2023 prompt “acceptance”. Luke has literally never seen Leia and Han apologize to one another, and he doesn’t know how that’s possible. Fluff and minor angst, but mainly fluffy friendship slice-of-life nonsense.
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Reconstitution ao3 | ffn 2067 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent April 2023 prompt “peace”. This fic has everything: post-ROTJ adjusting-to-post-war-life feelings, Han and Leia taking a painting class together because they both need hobbies, present tense for some reason, a metaphor involving dehydrated rations, a general vibe that I’m going to refer to as “casually poignant angst”. I’m not sure what I did here, but I do actually like it.
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Opportunistic ao3 | ffn 3550 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent May 2023 prompt "Who are you?" Leia in the moments before freeing Han from carbonite in Jabba's palace. I don't know what this is considered stylistically, but there's angst, there's flashbacks, there's Han Solo almost crying, and there's me, adamant that Leia releasing Han from carbonite the way she did could not have been Plan A or probably even Plan G. Girly went rogue, I swear.
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All The Voices ao3 | ffn 2138 words Post-ROTJ fluff. Pregnancy causes Leia's bad dreams to get worse. The solution? A nighttime routine involving Han telling ridiculous bedtime stories to their unborn child. This is for a Reddit prompt challenge using the trope "Silence, you fool!"
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Spiral Together ao3 | ffn 4666 words Pre-ESB nonsense. Some of the Rogues think that Han and Leia are in a fight and refuse to go on a mission with them until they make up. Which they take it upon themselves to facilitate. By locking them in a room together. Rightfully tagged with "Hoth Turns The Rogues Into Feral Space Raccoons".
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Reactive ao3 | ffn 2405 words So, once I found out that it's canon that the Tantive IV was captured because of a faulty hyperdrive motivator, I have thought about the fact the Leia must have been panicking leaving Hoth. Like, a lot. And as someone who's had more than one panic attack in my moderately short life on this planet, I decided to explore that a bit and this happened. It's a little mushy, but what hurt/comfort fic isn't, amiright?
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Confirmed by Sources Close to the Subject ao3 | ffn 3910 words Written using the @yearoftheotpevent June 2023 prompt: "You aren't what I expected." When Han returns to base with a new biography in hand, Leia is horrified to discover who the subject of the book is. Crack-adjacent, friendship/romance, fluff/angst.
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Fortitude ao3 | ffn 2610 words "I've never done one of those 5+1 Things fics. I should try that." -me, like twenty-four hours ago
Five times Leia Organa lost everything and one time she didn't.
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Nemesis ao3 | ffn 2688 words Everyone thinks Wilhuff Tarkin is exaggerating when he calls Princess Leia Organa his nemesis, but soon he'll have proof that she isn't what she presents herself to be.
So, awhile ago, I made this Tumblr post that imagined a world in which Wilhuff Tarkin declared a teenage girl his nemesis à la Jack Donaghy from 30 Rock, and then madame_alexandra commented specifically referencing the episode of 30 Rock called "Game Over", and five weeks later, my brain created this.
This is the dumbest thing I have ever written.
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Terrified Without You ao3 | ffn 6818 words Han and Leia end up stuck in a crevasse together on Hoth after being in an argument about...well, Leia can't remember what exactly. With no way out and comms not working, all they can do is sit, wait, and try to survive.
Vague Hoth-era time period. Pre-The Empire Strikes Back.
Written for the @yearoftheotpevent - July prompt: Stars.
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Every Version of You ao3 | ffn 2872 words Leia prepares herself for the aftermath of revealing her parentage to Han. My take on the Leia Tells Han About Vader conversation that must've happened post-ROTJ. It's mushy, it's angsty, it's all the things it's supposed to be, I think.
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So, Now I Have to Destroy Them ao3 | ffn 3766 words Han Solo wasn't invited to join in a game of Bounty Hunter -- not that he cares. But everything changes when a certain princess asks for aid during the final hours of the game.
Vague Hoth time period when people aren't yelling at each other.
Written for the @yearoftheotpevent - August prompt: “You’re The Only One I Could Turn To For Help”.
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Brief Shadow ao3 | ffn 764 words Shortly before the move to a brand new base, Leia grieves.
Written for Han/Leia Appreciation Week 2023 Day One prompts: Anniversary/Memory.
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A Billion Ways to Die in Space ao3 | ffn 994 words When Leia's mission runs late, Han worries.
Written for Han/Leia Appreciation Week 2023 Day Two prompt: Reunion.
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Theories ao3 | ffn 1415 words Reeling from the escape from Hoth, Leia considers the possible reasons Han has decided to leave the Alliance. AUish I guess because I headcanon that Han and Leia's first kiss definitely happened before that one in the circuitry bay.
Written for Han/Leia Appreciation Week 2023 Day Three prompt: Rescue.
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The Short Stick ao3 | ffn 4985 words I started thinking about Main Character Syndrome and how, in so many pieces of fiction involving episodic adventures, it has got to be exhausting for the non-main-characters to just exist alongside these people, so I wrote a fic from the perspective of a character who barely knows Han, Leia, and Chewie as she’s forced to accompany them on a supply run featuring a definitely-not-Alliance-approved sidequest. This is all during Bickering URT Hoth Days and is written from the perspective of a character who technically exists in canon but has very little established about her in general (Samoc Farr).
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Far Too Violently, Far Too Long ao3 | ffn 7329 words Leia keeps a journal of letters to Han while he is frozen in carbonite. Later on, Han finds it.
Written for @yearoftheotpevent - September prompt: "I wrote this for you."
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Entirely Shattered ao3 | ffn 983 words So, thanks to this Tumblr post, I noticed for the first time ever that someone appears to be working on top of the Millennium Falcon while Leia is handing out orders right before the Battle of Hoth and also said someone appears to stop what they're doing to watch her as she speaks before starting their work up again. So. Uh. This is that moment. And making it fit a prompt required a bit of stretching, but I feel like it still works :D.
A vignette written for @yearoftheotpevent - October prompt: Lightning.
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Intentions ao3 | ffn 3635 words Luke pulls the brother card when asking about Han's intentions with Leia. A lot of irritated ridiculousness ensues. This started as a sort of twist on the interpretation of a "meeting the family" prompt, but I don't know what it is now.
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Just Tauntauns ao3 | ffn 4799 words Princess Leia has hidden on a closed Millennium Falcon with Han Solo three days in a row while Echo Base is in lockdown. The Rogues are obsessed with what this may or may not mean, and Wes Janson takes it upon himself to dig up the truth.
Absolute Echo Base nonsense. If you want to get picky, this is technically canon divergent, though no one can prove it didn't happen.
Written for @yearoftheotpevent - November prompt: Secret relationship (reveal)
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