New Lands for the Living // Read on Ao3

Poe/Luke // Rated M // 50239 words

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The war is over, and nobody’s won. With the galaxy on the verge of destruction, Poe Dameron hatches a desperate plan—go back in time.

But Poe’s plan quickly goes awry, and he finds himself on the run from local authorities. The only plan to keep him safe is…extreme, to say the least.

“Can’t get you citizenship documents,” the man muttered, his voice clearer now that it wasn’t muffled by the scarf. Poe took a deep breath and forced himself to think. He looked back at his would-be rescuer.

Who was shoving the scarf back from the top his head, revealing a face that Poe knew. That lots of people knew. Kriff, that everyone knew, trillions upon trillions of sapients in the galaxy would recognize that face.

Luke Skywalker—as fresh-faced and young as the day he became the successful destroyer of the Death Star—was standing in front of him.

Fuck.

“Need a land grant to get a moisture farmer licence, can’t even get you a travel visa without citizenship documents…Hm,” the legend said, sighing. “Yeah. I think we’re going to have to get married.”

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Everyone, I’m so pleased to share this with you. I wrote this fic for the Just Married fic exchange, and now that author reveals are done I can share it with the rest of you!!  

This was supposed to be a shortish fic. 10k words, I was shooting for. But then (and oh, aren’t those familiar words) the plot kept unspooling, one idea leading to the next, and my time-travel Marriage of Convenience grew into a full fix-it of the Original (and Sequel) Trilogy, full of world-building, wartime strategy, a dash of political maneuvering. And, of course, I couldn’t leave out that most excellent of feelings - pining for the person you are married to. 

it's what she would've wanted

Like, Qui-Gon would still be sent to Naboo and end up on Tatooine, he'd still meet Anakin and take him back to the Temple. But, in this AU, he survives the battle on Theed and takes Anakin as his padawan. And the entire Order would be making jokes:

"Congrats on the new padawan! Hope he sticks around longer than the last one!" "We'll keep this one off the bodyguard missions, eh Qui-Gon?"

So one day little Anakin’s like "hey master, what happened to your last padawan?" And Qui-Gon's like "oh he ran off with a girl, yeah he's royalty in the Outer Rim now".

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