Han Solo being an amazing husband and father headcanons please! ❤️
Hi anon! Thanks so much for your request—this is what developed in response. I hope it fits your ask alright! It’s got some mother stuff in here too for Mother’s Day, and a little dancing (though real dancing is upcoming) for @knightedrogue‘s belated birthday. Sorry it’s 40 pages long friend
Things Han Solo Built
The first, of course, was the maple
crib. Both inspired and simple, each bar spooled smooth and spaced at
flawless intervals. No menacing edges. Burnished just with beeswax
because, Han said, the kid might chew the wood. Leia found the crib
reassuring as time contracted to the baby’s due date of late June.
She knew Han would be a good father; his parental viability had never
concerned her. Still Leia appreciated this manifestation of Han’s own
labor, painstaking taken to an entirely unknown level. Finished,
sturdy, meticulous, safe, the crib seemed to give off its own
light and warmth, there in the loft under a window, waiting for the
baby who turned out to be their daughter.