#mitth'raw'nurodo

[ghostedgrim]

I need a show, using the clone wars animation style, of Thrawn's story. From when he fought alongside Anakin, to his time becoming an imperial officer and such. Like, mostly because he's hot as fuck, but also because he's a badass terrifying character

[ainyan]

Challenge: make a poll with five of your all time favorite characters, and then tag five people to do the same. See which character is everyone's favorite.

Tagged by: @wingedasarath

Tagging: @starrysnowdrop, @sylaurin, @paintedscales, @akirakirxaa-ooc, @irisopranta

[julesdraws]

so this is a rather personal piece... tw for emotional distress

i'm placing the id before the picture (which is under the cut) to let you decide if you want to see it or not

[ID: this is a digital painting of senior captain mitth'raw'nurodo of the chiss expansionary defense fleet. he is kneeling, hunched forward, positioned with his left side to the viewer. his left hand is touching his forehead, his right is circling his torso, grabbing at his belly. his face expression shows panic and terror. his eyes are wide open, unfocused, his mouth opened in a silent scream. tears stream down his face. the background consists of swirling shades of bright red, dark turquoise and black, to create a dramatic effect. the artist's watermark reads: "thedivergentbatch".]

(click for better quality)

he's having a bad day alright... (i've never put my feelings so blatantly into my art before, this was an interesting experience)

[dirthara-dalen]

Enzo my beautiful blue boy. Same context as my post about my boy Lee. Prob gonna be in multiple parts as well and will link to each post as well. Info below the cut. Like Lee there is canon divergences in his backstory as well.

Enzo was born on Copero 9 years before the Phantom Menace. His mother, Inrokini'na'kivu (Nina), was a descendant of Vilkas & Vector Hyllus through her mother and Ryn & Solaris Xeno/Vera through her mother. Thanks to Vilkas she inherited his joiner mutation as did her son (This will be explained in Vilkas posts that are coming up). She willingly gave her son up to the order upon meeting Sifo-Dyas and young Lee when she met them one day. Enzo was about three at the time. She knew Enzo's father, a one Mitth'raw'nurodo, would highly disapprove of Enzo's force sensitivity. Ezno does not know who his father is for a long time.

Enzo struggled greatly as a youngling in the temple. He is very skilled in the usage of telekinetic and mind reading abilities but the mutation he inherited actually interfered with this. For him the song he was hearing from nest Oroboro was 'too loud'. In truth he was amplifying it unintentionally. He was made Lee's padawan as several masters believed Lee and his unorthodox methods could help the young boy.

They were right. Lee brought Ezno back home to Alderaan and straight to nest Oroboro. The nest actually lived on Starwing lands and had been ever since once of the dawn heralds made a deal with one of his ancestors. In exchange for access to land and protection the nest would not turn a single Starwing family member into a joiner. For at least two thousand years the two coexisted in harmony, that is until recently.

Alixs Starwing, Lee's uncle who is the youngest of his mothers siblings, recently became the nests dawn herald. This occurred after the last dawn herald suddenly died and said herald had been Alixs's partner. In his grief Alixs volunteered to replace his love. Due to Alixs now being the dawn herald Lee knew he could entrust Ezno to him to help the young chiss with understanding his mutation.

By the time events on Naboo had concluded, Enzo finally had the ability to control his mutations and was finally able to truly focus on being Lee's padawan. The two stayed on Alderaan for his training until Lee felt he was ready to train elsewhere. When Ezno turned ten his chiss biology kicked in hard. Lee was shocked with how fast Enzo was growing in such a short period of time. Ezno went from about 4" to almost 6" in less than a year. This is when both learnt that as a chiss Enzo matured way faster than other species. It became quite evident to Lee by the time Enzo reached 14 that he was more mature than most of the masters he knew at the temple and that was saying something considering their age.

During his time as Lee's padawan, Ezno became a very skilled duelist and discovered he was a tech savant. Lee also noticed over time how Enzo did not enjoy close quarters combat. As a surprise he gifted Enzo Vilkas's blaster rifle which had been entrusted to their family by the chiss. As he suspected Enzo was a natural marksmen. He then began to teach the young chiss everything he could about working in intelligence which would later lead Enzo to semi officially join the SIS during the war.

To be contiuned

[revenge-of-the-shit]

Poll Part 2 !

You are trapped on a deserted planet and provided with one (1) blaster and one (1) pet ysalamir. The planet is littered with abandoned outposts that have ration packs, blaster magazines, and electronic equipment that has long stopped working (but the scraps are there). Your ysalamir loves you and does not need to eat to survive, for some reason.

[heaven-s-black-box]

Notes- Modern Star Wars pt.4

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Lakinda is adopted by the Irizi family sometime in her early teens and changed her name to Ziinda

- I think the way chiss names work in this universe is they have a formal name (example: Mitth'raw'nurodo) that goes on important documents and that's about it, and their core name. When they're adopted into a different family they can choose to change their core name if they're 10+ (so Ziinda chose to change her name, but Thrawn was adopted young enough he didn't get to choose), but their formal name will always change.

- in cases of dissownment, the first part of the formal name is cut off and the core name must change to reflect that

- so similar to canon rules but a bit different

- anyways, Wutroow and Ar'alani have been besties since grade school and Ziinda got pulled into their group in highschool

- the incident in question that drew them together was Thrawn convincing Ziinda to help him crack down on some illegal bathroom activity (whatever the Star Wars equivalent of vaping is, the point is it's kind of petty)

- this was also just before her new adoption

- Samakro and Thrawn meet in the school chess club (Samakro doesn't particularly want to be there but it's easy and makes him look good), Thrawn beats Samakro for club president and at every round they play

- they slowly find common ground when Samakro helps Thrawn with a mandatory humanities class they have to take

- Thrawn is still playing oblivious to Samakro's obvious dislike of him, though his comments often go over Thrawn's head

- actually, scratch that, not a chess club, whatever game Thrass and Thrawn were playing in the game café (tactica?)

- speaking of Thrass, he's a Syndic in this AU (the Chiss Ascendancy still functions under the ruling families governemnt style) and doesn't die

- (his death just made me cry😭) anyways in this AU I think he'll just be missing for a bit

- while Thrawn was adopted by Ba'kif, Thrass is still like a brother to him since they're close from Thrawn's time under the Mitth family

- I see Ba'kif's adoption as more of a guardianship thing, or like living with family while studying abroad

- oo! Maybe Thrass becomes Thrawn's guardian in the Mitth family once he's adopted, but after he goes missing (the equivalent of his death) Ba'kif becomes Thrawn's temporary guardian

- Borika and Thrawn were separated when she was taken in by the sky-walker thing, maybe their parents died and she went the the Sky- walker orphanage while Thrawn went to a regular one(?), and they eventually meet again as adults because of Thrass

- Borika doesn't remember her childhood, either amnesia or blocked out memories, so it's a bit awkward but they decide to just try and focus on future memories

[ashen-sky]

I think Ascendancy is a good read for anyone that's watched Rebels, because it adds a whole new angle to Thrawn. And I'm going to preface this by saying what he does is still pretty messed up, and I'm sure many of his friends in the Ascendancy would kick his butt if they knew half of what he'd done, so this is in no way me trying to brush it under the rug. Also, spoilers ahead for Ascendancy, and the end of Rebels.

But reading Ascendancy and learning that he joined the empire with the intent to find help against the Grysks makes him so much more interesting.

Because suddenly he's not just some selfish, imperial tyrant who takes art from worlds he destroys in the name of cultural preservation. He's not taking over these worlds because he enjoys it or because he wants to steal their cultures and art, infact I'd venture to say that if he wasn't the reason their cultures were going extinct it would be a somewhat nobel venture (like when Uingali foar Marocsaa gave him his ring in hopes of preserving a piece of the Paccosh).

Suddenly he's Mitth'raw'nurodo, senior captain of the Chiss Expansionary Defense Fleet, so devoted to his people he'd continously risk his career for their safety. A man who's name literally ends in "guardian" and who was scouted by the patriarch of a family who's emblem represents one of the greatest (if not greatest) sacrifice in the history of the Ascendancy. A captain that even though he pulled insane stunts, his crew trusted him to come out on top.

The man Thoorkai, Ba'kaif, and Lamiov thought could rival the tragic Patriarch in terms of greatness and ability. The man Thrass saw as his brother and entrusted his greatest secret to. The man Ar'alani, Samakro, Ziiara, Ba'kif, and Lamiov were willing to stand with in the face of an insane plan that even if successful would still have terrible repercussions because without their trust there wouldn't have been any more volunteers.

Thrawn that Ar'alani risked her record on after not even knowing him a day.

Thrawn that Thalias chased after because he showed her she still had purpose.

Thrawn that Samakro, a complete stickler for regulations, was willing to risk his career to follow.

We see him engineer plans that will result in as little backlash for his crew as possible, and encourage people around him on multiple occasions.

His actions in Rebels are just him trying to earn favor with the empire for his people, because he's a loyal soldier and his loyalty will always be to the Ascendancy. Even though they exiled him in an act of petty aggression, used him as a scapegoat for their own short comings, he stuck with it and made the best of it for their sake.

So even of you don't read Thrawn, I recommend you pick up Ascendancy because it is still very much the same character, we even see Grand Admiral Thrawn poke through a few times, but he's also more than what Rebels could show us. He was the villain in Rebels, and an amazing one at that, but Ascendancy makes you feel for him. When he's dragged away at the end, you feel for Ezra because we've followed him throughout the series and we know what he's left behind, but through the lens of Ascendancy I've started to notice that he and Ezra are far more alike than Ezra (and maybe even Thrawn) realizes.

Infact, I would say Thrawn and Kallus are fairly alike too. Both Thrawn and Kallus are just following orders to survive, and Thrawn and Ezra are both fighting for the future of their people. Though Thrawn's methods are sometimes more akin to Saw Gerera's methods, didn't Ezra give into the sith holocron in hopes of saving his people? Is that not similar to Thrawn pledging allegiance to the empire?

On another Thrawn and Ezra note, I feel like their relationship is similar to Negan and Carl from the walking dead.

(Is this even completely coherent? I wrote it over a week while finishing Ascendancy)

[lurkingleighbee]

Yes, I would like one order of the Chaos Croissant please. 

[thornyroseslovakia]

[bb-8]

normalize thirsting after someone with blue skin and glowing red eyes

[darlingofdathomir]

I’ll never forget how I heard people going on about “WE WANT THRAWN” and I was like “damnit let me see what the fuss about this blue bastard is all about” And I am so kriffing enamored that I’m getting the Chimera tattoed on my back as a Christmas present to myself <3 Thrawn is just the best; if you love Star Wars and haven’t read the books, plz do so- both EU and current canon. I just gah Him and Eli Vanto So amazing <3

[firewolfsg]

Another Demon!Veers AU :3

For @white-rainbowff @mistressminako @festeringsilence 😊 Thanks for letting me play with your characters.

(Italics from The Last Command by Timothy Zahn)

Thrawn was sitting upright in his chair, his face strangely calm. In the middle of his chest, a dark red stain was spreading across the spotless white of his Grand Admiral’s uniform. Glittering in the centre of the stain was the tip of Rukh’s assassin’s knife.

Thrawn caught his eye; and to Pellaeon’s astonishment, the Grand Admiral smiled. “But,” he whispered, “it was so artistically done.”

The smile faded. The glow in his eyes did likewise … and Thrawn, the last Grand Admiral, was--

Time stood still. Thrawn frowned, the growing pain and weakness which had been dragging his consciousness into the abyss seemed to have-- ceased... He had been ready for death... tired as he was... feeling all 71 of his years alive… Carrying on as he had with little heart but out of duty for his people... Seizing the moment to regroup the remnants of Palpatine's Empire to create the strong nation he preferred to be the ally his people needed against the Far Outsiders.

However, the universe apparently had little desire for that grand plan. The Rebellion had clearly prevailed and the double-edged sword that was the Nohgri's loyalty had finally turned upon him.

His only regret was not knowing how the Empire's treachery had been revealed to them.

"Ch’eo vur..."

That voice... Much loved... Missed... Thrawn could not say how he managed to muster the strength to turn towards it. "Max...

No... He did not even have the strength to hiss with the anger that overtook the pain in his chest. "Demon..."

Thrawn gazed upon the visage of a man achingly familiar though a clear impossibility. This was a face he had not seen in some two, or was it three decades. Brown hair, square jawed, beautiful hazel eyes, smooth youthful skin untouched by age or any blemish… An impossibility.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo… Ch’eo vur…”

A blink, or was it two? Thrawn couldn’t tell, for somehow this apparition was now kneeling beside his command chair with a hand carding through his hair with a soft touch that was so familiar, but this was wrong… so wrong. For Maximillian Veers—the real Maximillian Veers did not have long, jagged horns of ebony and emerald arching from the sides of his skull. And at this close range, Thrawn could now well see the bluish green lines of dark veins upon the being’s sculpted swell of sinewy muscle.

“I have told you before, Demon… Do NOT use his voice.” He rasped through the pain in his heart which he wasn’t quite sure was only physical. Didn’t Rukh’s blade pierce him through the heart? Why wasn’t he dead yet? Where was Pellaeon—?

Oh… Just beyond this nightmare kneeling before him, Thrawn could see the Captain frozen in his stance of horrified shock. Time—was time so easy for this demon spawn to manipulate?

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo…” The back of a hand stroking over his cheek, brought his attention to this being again. “After all this time, can you still not believe me when I tell you that this *is* *my* voice?”

He was too tired to argue that age old point once more. “Tarkin… Palpatine.. both died… your masters are gone… Why did you remain, Demon?”

“Their deaths only freed me, Ch’eo vur.”

“Stop calling me that! You are not him!” Thrawn could feel flakes of blood drip from his lips even as the pain surged in his chest for his mortal wound.

His vision was for a moment whited out from the agony. And Thrawn flashed back upon that fateful day of soul crushing despair, when he was told that his beloved had died on Hoth. Then the days and weeks of numbness which followed as he tried to—to care about his own existence again. Of the concern showed by his hovering staff, and the quiet reminders from the trusted few to remember that his people were depending on him to cultivate and develop a strong ally in their defence against the Far Outsiders.

A month of quiet depression, Thrawn remembered he had allowed himself to grieve before he was ready to move on, only to be faced by the worst betrayal his so-called concerned superiors had ever inflicted upon him. Tarkin… Palpatine… The abomination they had raised through dark arts in the flesh of his beloved.

A triumphant Demon General of War. An arrogant, uncaring fiend, hungry only for the bright souls of slaughter, be it rebel or civilian. This self-important, conceited monster which presented itself to him upon its first successful mission and insisted—demanded for his promised consort.

Was it chance he was in Lord Vader’s presence that first time the demon came calling? Thrawn never questioned it. The Sith Lord had shielded Thrawn and held the demon back even as it howled and demanded its just reward for returning from the dead and fulfilling its masters’ orders.

From Colonel Yularen’s files, Captain Parck and Commander Niriz had quickly secured the Admonitor which became Thrawn’s Sanctuary from the demon. It had come to him between campaigns to demand… to plead its case… to cry for his trust and understanding…

He could not stand to face it… this abomination that wore his beloved’s face… Thrawn had suspected Lord Vader’s interference in gaining the Emperor’s understanding to at last allow him to flee into the Unknown Region with his fleet.

It had come to him one last time on the edge of the Unknown Region. Tired… defeated… sorrowful… And for a tiny moment, he had seen Max in its still hazel eyes as it promised to let him go, and to not to chase after him.

In his long years of exploration and expansionary work in the Unknown Regions, Thrawn had forgotten about Max… about the protections… That was why the demon could approach him now in the Chimera.

The gentle brushing of a hand on his cheek brought his attention back to the present. The pain was gone. There was only numbness now from his chest downwards.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo, please?”

“I have no protectors now, demon…” He rasped, feeling more blood flake upon his lips and a trickle begin to drip from the corner of his mouth. “And—no more strength to resist… I cannot fight you.”

“I will not take you without your leave.”

“Really? You tried so many times.”

“When I was still mind addled by demonic influence.” Max’s cheeky smile shone down upon him. “I’ve matured since then. You’ve warned me of that before—about old age?”

“Age—and maturity…” Thrawn could feel his lips lift at the corners. He had been feeling his age lately. At 71, his hair was beginning to be streaked in white. Before he left Parck to return from the Unknown Region to investigate the Empire’s sudden silence, the man had teased him about letting the white show, and finally embracing the ‘title’ of venerable.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Ch'eo—beloved, please. Let me save you.”

He felt moisture upon his face, it made him frown. The blur before him came back into focus to let him look upon a tearful visage. Oh… This… he looked so familiar… These hazel eyes so filled with love but also suffused with a pain he had never ever wanted to see.

Oh… “Max? Is it—is it really you? Ch’eo vur?”

“Yes, yes! Please? Will you trust me now? Please, I can only hold this stasis for so long.”

Thrawn felt the teardrops kiss his cheeks as he began to believe.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo… Ch’eo vur…”

“Max… Ch’eo vur…” Thrawn rasped as he gazed up at his love, his General. “Is this it, then? The end?”

“No, no. Not if I have anything to say about it. But— May I?”

“Max?” It was ever so much harder to think.

“I can—I can heal you—remake you, Ch’eo vur. Will you let me?”

Thrawn gazed up at his tearful General. At the periphery of his vision, he thought he saw cracks.

“Mitth'raw'nuruodo… Thrawn!”

He blinked at his General’s distraught face. What? Was he—? Oh? He was asking—

“Please… Ch’eo vur… Don’t leave me to this existence without you. Please…”

Oh… He—why couldn’t he move his lips? This was important…

“Thrawn!”

“Yes.” His last words and breath, quickly swallowed by the mouth that closed upon his lips.

The demon that was Maximillian Veers pulled the body of his love off the assassin’s blade as the world shattered around them with the restoration of time. Pellaeon and the entire bridge of the Chimera recoiled in alarm and fright at the sudden appearance of this massive creature cradling their deceased Grand Admiral in his arms.

“Do not interrupt me.” The demon’s voice was silky, elegant, and otherworldly, thickened with an echo of harmonized voices beneath its surface.

In a blink, Veers cast the time freeze upon them again and in the same movement called forth his Death trooper minions and one special other to surround him and the body of his love. Tarkin gasped as he stumbled to catch his balance and stared upon the demon that was Maximillian Veers.

“Lead the chant.” Veers pointed a clawed finger at the former Grand Moff.

Tarkin stared from Veers to the Chiss in his arms, whose clothes were quickly vanished to reveal an aged body with its life blood dripping down its spine to pool on the floor.

“Minion!”

The words from long ago came to him immediately as he raised the Sith Holocron in his hand. As confused as he was, Tarkin had a sense that in this moment he had little free will. At the back of his mind, he knew—he knew he had died. The Death Star. How? When? That did not matter now. He was brought back for a purpose.

The chanting swelled with the voices of the Death troopers that surrounded them as the Sith Holocron rose from Tarkin’s hand. The familiar / unfamiliar moment when they had brought Maximillian Veers back so many years ago.

A swirl of black energy emerged from the holocron to sweep over the blood that still dripped from the fatal wound. It seemed to pick up the blood to become a cloud of black and red, eddying around the demon and the Chiss. Veers lifted his head to breathe and suck the cloud into his mouth.

The moment the last wisp of it was inhaled, he bent to close his mouth over Thrawn’s unmoving pale lips. As Tarkin watched, it appeared as if he could see the flow of energy moving from Veer’s mouth to Thrawn’s, down his throat to his chest and radiating from there to the extremities of his body; changing it, remoulding the thin, fragile aged skin, returning bulk to atrophied muscle.  

The wound piercing through his back to his chest healed and closed, forming an indigo scar. Serrated ridges of light rose along his spine from neck to tail bone fading to a Burgundy Red. A pair of ridged horns broke through Thrawn’s blue-black hair and grew in a tight circle, looping from temple to cheek.

The chanting ceased. The holocron fell to the floor spent, hitting the floor with a crack in the same moment Thrawn’s body convulsed in its first unholy breath.

Tarkin watched bemused as the time freeze dissipated and the terrified bridge crew stared at the two demons sitting in their midst while the Death Troopers faded away. Thrawn was still heaving deep gulps of air as he was held, still nude in the protective embrace of his love while the General gently brushed velvet from the Chiss’ new twisted horns, revealing onyx black shot through with cracks of shining cerulean.

As their audience watched, the Grand Admiral had brought his breathing under control to look up into the hazel eyes of his General.

“Ch’eo vur.” Words whispered together; otherworldly and thickened with harmonized voices echoing in the silence of the bridge. Their lips meeting in a kiss which told of time too long apart, and the promise of centuries more together.

Despite the chaos of battle outside, Pellaeon found it hard to raise his voice to say anything to interrupt this—reunion. It was difficult for him to even register the fact that their Grand Admiral wasn—hadn’t died!

But still— “Gr —Grand Admiral?”

Both Thrawn and Veers turned to face him, making Pellaeon flinch for the fury that lit the eyes of the Demon General. “I thought I said no interr—"

“Max! We *are* in the middle of a pitch battle.” Thrawn pushed himself out of Veer’s arms to stand in all his nude glory; and truly, this—decades youthened body was stunning.

A quick glance around at the near salivating gaze of the bridge crew told Tarkin that the Chiss could still turn eyes, even with the slight demonic turn in his appearance; much like Veers had. A fact the demon General was clearly not happy with as he noticed and glared around him at the staring eyes of the men and women surrounding them.

Thrawn did not blush when he noticed the attention. Instead, he threw the leering Veers an annoyed look and with a snap of his fingers restored their usual uniforms, making the General pout for the cover up.

“We deal with this first.”  

“I waited—”

“So, a few more hours are nothing in comparison.” Grand Admiral Thrawn strode to the back of his command chair and pulled out the assassin’s knife before he took his seat again.

Twirling the blade in his hand, he offered it hilt first to Veers. “Would you take care of this for me, Ch’eo vur? While I see to that?”

“It would be my pleasure.” The Demon General’s hazel eyes glowed with green fury as he seized the knife with one hand.

With his other hand though, Veers grabbed upon one of Thrawn’s horns to pull him closer into a soul devouring kiss. One of Thrawn’s hand had initially curled around the General’s shoulder, with his claws cutting into the fabric of the green uniform. But it soon reluctantly let go to move to the centre of the Veer’s chest to push him away.

“Later, Max. We have a battle to finish first.”

“Do NOT take your time, Mitth'raw'nuruodo.”

“I dislike wasting lives, Max.” Demon Grand Admiral Thrawn turned his gaze upon the screens and around the bridge, the human crew could be heard to inhale sharply or gasp as they felt the touch of a foreign entity upon their mind.

Their Grand Admiral’s voice whispered in their brain. “Come, my people. We have a war to win.”

@;-‘-,-

“Wilhuff?” Tarkin turned to face Veers who had approached him as the bridge crew of the Chimera collectively ignored them. “I will not apologise.”

Tarkin looked at his hands, no longer old and crippled with start of arthritis. “The tables are turned now, Master and Minion. But I have no complaints… And I can’t say I will apologise for bringing you back either.”

“You are mostly human.”

“Mostly?”

“Not changed to the extent that—” Veers casually waved at both himself and Thrawn.

“Do you hear me complaining?” Tarkin thoughtfully felt his face to confirm for himself that the wrinkles were gone.

“No.” Veers grinned at him. “So… care for a bit of hunting?”

Tarkin grinned at him wolfishly. “Will you supply me with decent equipment?”

“The best I can create.” Veers gave him a blaster rifle and a heavy blaster pistol.

“Then let us harvest some souls for you and teach the Noghri that it was unwise for them to betray the Empire.”

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Tarkin made an unexpected appearance as I was typing this :3

Hope this was entertaining angst.  

[reythemandalor]

Zistalmu: You seem pretty happy, Syndic. Did something happen?

Thurfian: What? I can't be happy for no reason at all?

Servant, entering the room: Captain Mitth'raw'nurodo has been banished.

[sirloozelite]

20 First Lines (Tag Game)

Thank you for the kind tag @minniethemoocherda. Go and check out their 20 lines at this tag: https://minniethemoocherda.tumblr.com/post/647816200779350016/20-first-lines-tag-game

Rules: List the first lines of your last 20 stories.  See if there are any patterns. Then tag more of your mutual authors!

Minor side note... I don’t have 20 stories. I do have lots of one shots though... so I’ll use some of those that I like! All are from Star Wars. XD

Double side note, I’m rubbish at hyperlinking stuff. I don’t understand how to do it, so if you want to find any of the stories in question for whatever reason use this: https://archiveofourown.org/users/SirLoozElite/works

1: The Former Apprentices

Malachor was dark, and not just in terms of visibility.

2: The Tale of Two Fulcrums

How did she get here? When did she get here? Why was she here?

3: Vendettas and Stratagems

He was lost. Days, weeks, months of searching for him on this miserable planet.

4: To Take Down An Emperor

The Lambda class shuttle landed with a resounding thud in the hanger day, the engines powering down from the long flight.

5: Agent of the Chancellor

The temple was burning, something that should have never happened under any circumstances.

6: Zabrak in a Cave

"Maul? You ok?"

7: Target Profile: The Spectres of the Ghost

From the office of Grand Admiral Mitth'raw'nurodo to the office of ISB Colonel Wullf Yularen and office of Emperor Sheev Palpatine, the following is a target dossier on the individuals of the rebel cell Phoenix Squadron referred to as the 'Spectres'.

8: Earwigging

Very few people sat with him during his off hours, and Alexsandr Kallus knew why.

9: Old Friends, Now Foes

Rebels have infiltrated the base.

10: The Healer

Every time Ezra flew an A-wing, he seemed to crash.

11: Sparring Practise

The first time it happened, he learnt a valuable lesson, one he had only heard Yoda preach before.

12: The Harrowing Fate of Davits Draven

Davits Draven's head hurt… a lot!

13: The Name’s Kallus, Alexsandr Kallus

'Agent Fulcrum we have a new mission for you.

14: Ahsoka and the Acolytes

They had caught her completely off guard, and with no way of defending herself.

15: The Sith Afterlife

Darth Sidious awakened to find himself in unfamiliar territory.

16: The Machinations of the Son (Part 1)

"I have a gift for you."

17: Parting of the Ways

The smouldering wreckage of the Venator that had nearly been a death trap for them both was the last thing on Captain Rex's mind right now.

18: Nightmare

An endless swarm of blaster fire erupted in her direction, each shot either missing her by inches, or being precisely deflected away by her sabers.

19: Kaeden’s Secret Article

"So… when's the wedding?"

20: Rex’s Nightmare

The blaring of the siren, coupled with the dense black smoke awakened Captain Rex of the 501st from his slumber, his head pulsating in agony, a clear sign of a nasty headache.

... not really sure if there is any constancy with my first sentences, but it was fun to see them all. Hopefully they all set the scene good at the very least, or nab the reader’s attention.  As for tagging people, I’ll hit up @rangerslayer-97 and @swgoji2001 as usual, but I know they might not have 20 stories either, so if they want to do it they can improvise like I did. Plus anyone else who sees this and wants a go, by all means go ahead. XD

[lightoflothalsmoons]

Another of my early reactions to Treason:

I was thinking about why Palpatine always calls Thrawn "Mitth'raw'nurodo" and then it hit me. Palpatine is always seeking to test, manipulate, and break people down. He's using Thrawn's full name as a way to constantly remind Thrawn of his split loyalties and to make him feel like an outsider. And that really hurts.

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by Moonknightsheart

The rebels have thrawn and take him in a jail . The chiss had contact with his brother and ask for his help . Without anwser . A lot of weeks later thrass come help his brother and bring him to Csilla . Back home , where wait eli'vanto already and is happy to see his best friend again . Like the rest of his family . The ( old ) grand admiral meet there padmè amidala and her kids , luke & leia naberrie ( skywalker ) . There was with obi-wan too , the old jedi master of anakin Skywalker . Soon darth vader will come . See is family and his master . But will he accept it that all in his life waht palpetin told him was a lie ?

Words: 155, Chapters: 1/?, Language: English

Fandoms: Star Wars: The Clone Wars (2008) - All Media Types, Star Wars: Thrawn Series - Timothy Zahn (2017), Star Wars: Darth Vader (Comics), Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Rogue One: A Star Wars Story (2016), Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars Legends - All Media Types, Star Wars Prequel Trilogy, Solo: A Star Wars Story (2018)

Rating: Not Rated

Warnings: Major Character Death, No Archive Warnings Apply, Underage

Categories: F/M, M/M, Multi

Characters: Darth Vader, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Thrass | Mitth'ras'safis, Ezra Bridger, Obi-Wan Kenobi, Darth Maul, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Ar'alani (Star Wars), Padmé Amidala, Luke Skywalker, Leia Organa

Relationships: Sheev Palpatine & Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Sabine Wren, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo & Sabine Wren, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Darth Vader, Padmé Amidala/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nurodo, Darth Maul/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Anakin Skywalker/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo & Darth Vader, CC-2224 | Cody/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Sheev Palpatine/Gilad Pellaeon, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Eli Vanto, Karyn Faro/Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Ezra Bridger & Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Luke Skywalker & Darth Vader, Leia Organa & Darth Vader, Padmé Amidala/Darth Vader, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Vader, Ahsoka Tano & Darth Vader, Boba Fett/Darth Vader, Padmé Amidala/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Luke Skywalker/Darth Vader, Darth Sidious & Darth Vader, Kylo Ren & Darth Vader, Leia Organa & Luke Skywalker & Darth Vader, Ezra Bridger/Sabine Wren, Ezra Bridger & Darth Maul, Ezra Bridger & Ahsoka Tano, Ezra Bridger & CT-7567 | Rex, Ezra Bridger & Obi-Wan Kenobi, Ezra Bridger & Darth Vader, Sheev Palpatine & Darth Vader, Obi-Wan Kenobi & Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader, Ar'alani/Thrass | Mitth'ras'safis, Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Satine Kryze, Obi-Wan Kenobi/Darth Maul

from AO3 works tagged 'Qui-Gon Jinn/Obi-Wan Kenobi' https://ift.tt/39JbIIi