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Leia realizes that Han is having trouble adjusting to âcivilianâ life.
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Leia realizes that Han is having trouble adjusting to âcivilianâ life.
always think about it when Iâm ridinâ through
(Han/Leia, past Leia/Evaan, rated T)
Read on AO3
When Leiaâs awkward moment in a joint briefing with the Alderaanian diaspora trips Hanâs sensors, he invites her to the Falcon for a hot cup of kaffe and a warm chat.
Pre-relationship HanLeia friendship, with references to past Leia/Evaan during the events of the Princess Leia comic.
Title from Halseyâs âBad At Love.â
Many thanks to the lovely Dessi ( @otterandterrier ) for her beta assistance!
We could pretend we didn't cross a line
audiofic
midtown manhattan. an hour till midnight. her father's birthday party is a glamorous affair. for bail organa, a senator of new york, no expense was spared. as a junior in college, leia is eager to have a night apart from her studies. han, her bodyguard, is in attendance for the sole purpose of keeping her safe, as she was kidnapped only months ago. their relationship has remained mostly professional, until tonight.
posted my very first audiofic! i definitely need to get a better mic but i had so much fun making it. thank you to @xohanxleiaxo and @strawberrylattez for your encouragement đ€
We could pretend we didnât cross a line
hanleia âȘïž rated t âȘïž 90s nyc au
midtown manhattan. an hour till midnight. her father's birthday party is a glamorous affair. for bail organa, a senator of new york, no expense was spared. as a junior in college, leia is eager to have a night apart from her studies. han, her bodyguard, is in attendance for the sole purpose of keeping her safe, as she was kidnapped only months ago. their relationship has remained mostly professional, until tonight.
read on ao3
Carefully, Leia picked her way off the dirt path, bordering the little watercourse so she could peer down below. The sight that greeted her felt like a physical blow, sudden, unexpected, violent. She felt hot and then cold and then nauseous, paralyzed and shaky, hyperventilating through the sharp pain in the middle of her chest. Dimly, Leia realized she was crying out. They werenât on Lothal anymore. They were on Alderaan.
Mother, make me a song so sweet (2026)
Summary: While exploring an ancient Jedi temple, Han and Leia follow Luke through a portal that throws them into the World Between Worlds, an extra-dimensional plane within the Force where anything can happen. For Leia, it could be her one chance to fix the past... or make her peace with it.
Rating: T | Word count: 12,313
triassic love song
Empire Strikes Back era, Ice Cave, Near Death Experience, Cuddling, (sort of) Love Confession
Teens And Up Audiences | No Archive Warning | M/F | AO3 | 3.6K, COMPLETED | ONE-SHOT
First, there was the silent, almost mute crack of the ice. The pressure of their boots onto the frozen ground and the hard snow breaking under their steps. Nothing remotely suspicious or unusual, no sign of alarm or panic.
She only heard the loud, heart-stopping breaking of snow and ice blocks when it had already been too late.
or what happens when Han and Leia get stuck inside an ice cave on Hoth, eight cellars under the surface level.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Original Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leia Organa/Han Solo Characters: Leia Organa, Han Solo Summary:
After an injury forces her to rely on Han, Leia confronts an aspect of herself that she doesnât necessarily like.
and you're a disaster
ââCause Iâm stupid⊠ând damaged,â Hanâs voice trailed off into a bit of a laugh, pulling his head back but keeping his eyes ducked. Her chest tightened. âAnd youâre a disaster.â Leia made a disbelieving, offended noise, which only made Hanâs small, sad smile grow. It faltered and fell on his next line, his voice giving his true feelings away. âAnd you live two thousand god damn miles away.â
hanleia au one shot for @cowboylikesolo hanleia holiday fic exchange 2025 using the prompts: sharing a cigarette & 'buckle' by f+tm read on ao3 here!
To Face Unafraid the Plans That We Made
My fic written for @bookishbrigitta as part of the @hanleiacelebration 2025 holiday fic exchange!
On a snowy Christmas Eve in New York City, Leia navigates the complicated feelings her first Christmas as a mother brings up.
Read it here!
Fandom: Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leia Organa/Han Solo Characters: Han Solo, Leia Organa Additional Tags: Movie: Star Wars: The Empire Strikes Back, Angst, Missing Scene, Pre-Relationship, Unresolved Romantic Tension, Denial of Feelings, First Kiss Summary:
After a sleepless night worrying about Han and Luke and waking up to the news of their return, Leia decides to check on Han and, hopefully, get some closure before he leaves for good.
This was my fic for the 2025 Han/Leia Holiday Exchange, written for @walkawaytall!
One of the prompts was âwhat happened between Han and Leia in ESB while Luke was being treated for his wampa injuries?â and there was only one place my mind went to.
Oh, hey, authors were revealed so I can post this now! This was written for @barelydaisy!
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars Original Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Leia Organa/Han Solo Characters: Leia Organa, Han Solo Additional Tags: Movie: Star Wars: Return of the Jedi, Missing Scene, Sickfic, Han Solo Needs A Hug, POV Han Solo, Established Relationship, Hibernation Sickness | After-Effects of Carbonite Freezing (Star Wars) Summary:
After arriving on Home One, Han is still suffering from hibernation sickness. Overjoyed to have him back, Leia takes care of him, despite his protestations.
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The flight back from Jabba's Palace leads Han and Leia right where they needed to be, in each other's arms.
âHan, Iâm not going to slip through your fingers.â She whispered, hesitant to disrupt the gentle moment between them, but in spite of her words, her fingers closed around his forearm, just to feel his pulse humming beneath the skin. âHan, youâre staring right through me.â
She could see the fight he was having behind his eyes, and she was about to speak up to try to pull him out of it until he finally broke his silence. âDonât go.â
Value of the Heart
Regency AU, Breaking Up & Making Up, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, loosely Pride and Prejudice inspired, written for @bb8mangoes & HanLeia Appreciation Week 2025
Teens & Up Audiences | No Archive Warning | AO3 | M/F | 5.6K | TWO-SHOT, COMPLETED
âI could use you being less stubborn!â she shouted in a sole breath, her voice trembling and eyes on the verge of drowning in her own tears, a tight knot forming at the base of her throat.
Han stopped, one foot already inside the carriage, gloved hand gripping onto the door handle as if his life depended on it. Still,he did not turn around. Another sorrowful chuckle escaped his lips, and all the little droplets of hope left in Leiaâs heart died as he shook his head in disapproval.
âYou could use a good kiss!â
A scandal erupting during Countess Naberrie's birthday soiree leads to a hard time between Leia and Han as the strings of their affair are slowly unweaving.
2025 Han x Leia Holiday Exchange: The Reveal (part 2)
That's a wrap!! âš As of today, everyone has received their gifts and has hopefully had a chance to read them and thank their mystery writers... so it's time for the big author reveal!
đ Check out the 2025 Han x Leia Holiday Exchange Collection HERE
We continue to run this challenge every year to offer a creative outlet and a fun, safe distraction to our fellow Han/Leia shippers no matter what else might be going on. So we hope everyone had fun coming up with ideas, getting to know others in the fandom and seeing your stories come to life. Thank you to everyone who participated: our writers, betas, cheerleaders, readers and our generous pinch hitters!
Everyone, please check out the wonderful stories we got this year if you haven't done so yet, and remember to leave kudos and a comment if you liked them!
Writers, youâre welcome to promote your fics and repost them anywhere you want now!
If you havenât done so yet, please remember to read your gift and leave a comment thanking your writer!
Without further ado...
The masterlist
a glass poured written by @ahsokatanoss for @diplomaticprincess
All mixed up written by @walkawaytall for @barelydaisy
A mission to remember written by @nocturnalgremlingiant for @phoenix-downer
And you're a disaster written by @joybirdsworks for @cowboylikesolo
At rest written by @bookishbrigitta for @nocturnalgremlingiant
at the edge of my consciousness is where the grass grows written by @soloorganaas for @swappingsongswithswallows
By anonymous written by @diplomaticprincess for @dreaming-of-epiphanies
don't go (i'm holding onto you) written by @snipsnipsnippy for @joybirdsworks
every day I add another stone to the walls I built around you written by @otterandterrierwrites for @walkawaytall
Eyes shut, hair unbound written by @kintsu-tai for @snipsnipsnippy
Future Days written by @maggzblair for @kintsu-tai
Gambler's Fallacy written by @dreaming-of-epiphanies for @ahsokatanoss
More like resting than running written by @lajulie24 for @otterandterrierwrites
Rebel intelligence written by @lajulie24 for @soloorganaas
Showing our hands written by @phoenix-downer for @lajulie24
to face unafraid the plans that we've made written by @bb8mangoes for @bookishbrigitta
Value of the heart written by @cowboylikesolo for @bb8mangoes
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Summary:
Leia decides to enlist her brother's help to cook a Life Day feast while Han and Chewie are away. As expected, things don't quite go to plan.
Something fun to wish you a happy holidays and happy new year :) Thanks for continuing to read my fics and giving them love!
All The Necessary Evils (Of Loving You)
Post The Force Awakens, Han Solo Lives, Force-Sensitive Leia Organa, Angst with a Hopeful Ending, Everybody Lives Nobody Dies
Teens And Up Audiences | No Archive Warning | M/F | AO3 | 2.7K, COMPLETED | ONE-SHOT
Leia knew, from the moment that Han left, that he would either return with their son or never come back at all.
She did not expect a body.
An alternative ending for The Force Awakens everybody deserved.
Less Miserable
"What happened?" she asked, her voice sounding a touch smoother, though still strained. Her eyes were still rimmed in red and squinty, her skin a shade paler than usual without its usual rosy color underneath. Worry curdled into concern, pushing his chair closer to the edge of her bed, his chest bumping into the frame. "You wouldn't wake up when I got home," he explained, finding his vision had gone suddenly blurry and he was unable to keep looking at her. A burn started to build in the back of his throat, remembering the terror of realizing she wasnât just asleep, her strangled groan and the hot feeling of her skin under his hands. "Your fever spiked to a hundred and four," his voice was near a whisper now, his fingertips still stroking her knuckles, gaze firmly set on the weave of the scratchy blanket.
A sick-fic ask-box prompt originally sent by @walkawaytall! i liked it enough to rework it into a full length one-shot.
Posted on AO3Â here.
Word Count: 3,025
Content Rating: GA, but TW for mention of hospitals, illness, and a virus similar to COVID, brief mention of possible death but no actual death