Imagine Thrawn being cast into the Unknown Regions with Ezra
Imagine Thrawn being found and rescued by the Chiss
Imagine Thrawn being taken back to the Acendancy and his home
Don't imagine Thrawn being taken in front of the Syndicure
Don't imagine them debating whether he should be accepted back into their society or returned to exile
Don't imagine Ba'kif and Ar'alani standing to the side knowing there is nothing they can do
Don't imagine the Syndicure nearly ruling against him
Don't imagine Thrawn standing up and speaking for the first time against them
Don't imagine him shouting at them that he has given his life for the Acendancy
Don't imagine him telling them that though he was ruled by the Empire his actions were for the benefit of the Chiss
Don't imagine Mitth'raw'nuruodo losing his composure
Don't imagine him screaming at his Patriarch
Don't imagine him calling himself a servant of the Chiss
Don't imagine him saying "I only want to come home"
Don't imagine the Syndicure stripping him of his titles
Don't imagine them turning him over to the Mitth
Instead imagine him returning home to his family and being granted a place in the Expansionary Defence Force
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I'm glad I could be of service.
I just finished watching Transformers Prime (haven't watch the movie yet) and...when Bumblebee killed Megatron my heart just dropped, and I think that Optimus's did too. When it just panned over to him with his wide optics as he watched the light go out of Megatron's...I saw a glimpse of Orion there.
And with all honesty, I don't believe that he will be able to live without him. Megatron was his mission, in the beginning the war, before it was even a war, Megatronus was there, they fought together, they were brothers. Then the betrayal came and it became about saving his friend and his planet. Eventually Optimus started to just seek revenge, for his brother and for his home. But at the end, I think that Optimus still had hope that he could save him. He wanted to save Megatron. And that chance was taken away from him.
And for the past 4 million years! Optimus' every waking moment has been consumed by Megatron. How would he live once the mission was over? Who would he be? I don't think he's ready to find the answer to that, and I don't think he'll survive to find out. I don't think he can.
"Your song is not yet written, I will serve you until it is."
I'm sorry, love confession who!??
How do you think Thrawn would be as a dad?
Hmmmmmmm... Good question.
He would be protective, it's a given. But I think he would have difficulty to show affection or to create a bound between him and his children. He loves them, obviously, he love them so much but he wouldn't know how to show it? Especially if they are younger kids.
Or rather he would show it in ways that are obvious to him, but not others. Like I wrote in this fic, he's definitively on the spectrum and what would be seen by a simple drawing session by his children is a deep mine of information for him. It is his way of showing that he deeply cares, that he loves, but it's not obvious for them.
They don't feel neglected, he's alway's around to help with everything and anything, they don't feel unloved, they just feel misenderstood? They craves kisses and hugs but it doesn't come naturally to him who is more reserved. He won't reject them if they come asking, he's happy to oblige, but it rarely comes from him either.
As they grow older they understand that they are so much way to love someone, and because their father didn't love as they wanted or expected doesn't mean he didn't love at all. He loved them by nurturing their artsy side, he loved them by teaching them everyday, he loved them by caring everyday.
He simply loved them.
OCC Thrawn, Thurfian redemption arc, random idea!
Snow drifted past them all, sticking to their shoes and hair. His nose stung with the prickle of cold, his shoulders ached, and his hands began to numb. But Eli did not notice as he looked up at the face of the former Grand Admiral who stood before him, his head bowed, hands clasped behind his back. His red eyes were closed as tears trickled down the planes of his face, and Thrawn was smiling. A feeling of relief settling in his bones.
A Chiss with a general air of distain and wariness moved forward, an embroidered cloak, a sun on each shoulder, secured with a golden tassel moved forward and into Thrawn's line of sight.
âExile.â
His eyes lifted up, tears still flowing freely.
âThurfian, Patriarch. You are the one who called for my exile. Rest assured that whatever lesson you wished to instill in me, I have learned tenfold. I wish only peace upon the Chiss. But I understand our ways.â He fell to his hands and knees. âBut please, if you are to kill me, shoot me now, so that I may not know a single more day away from Her.â Thrawn's finger curled around the snow beneath his palms, as if to soak up as much of the cold of his mother world as he could.
Thurfian, the Chiss, took a step back. His red eyes widening by a fraction. His head tilted to the others, military and political leaders alike, before turning his eyes once again to the Chiss before him. His shoulders slumped.
âMitthârawânuruodo âŚâ he stopped, and took a breath, he squared his shoulders, âMy brother, you will not die today.â Thurfian unclipped the cloak from his shoulders andâŚand placed it on Thrawnâs.
âWelcome home, Mitthârawânuruodo. Welcome back to Csilla.â
I have a vision,
And it will probably never be realized.
Taking from Legends, Nuruodo is a family name. In this case it defines what we as humans think of, instead of a political family. A surname.
There is a planet near the Ascendancy, so close some would mistake it for being a part of it. Our world, Earth. During this time, it "discovered" by the Chiss and recognized as a colony.
Humans are as we know them, no remarkable traits, but with key differences from the Star Wars humans. They're thought to be cousins genetically.
The humans begin to integrate into Chiss society, though many are unhappy about it. The story focuses around the humans fight to be recognized as equals by the chiss. And their victory.
It also examines the joys and hardships of a interspecies marriage between a chiss and a human. And their eventual success.
I have one scene playing on repeat in my head:
It has been decades since humans first began the fight for equality, and progress has been made. The MC and her husband stand on a balcony in the Aristocra's Hall, with their three children behind them. All clothed in burgundy red.
An usher announces every being who enters the room. They are there to witness the induction of new merit adoptives into the Family. His loud and clear voice reads over their names on the list.
"Presenting, of the house Nuruodo, honored by the Great Family of Stybla,
"Raw'nuruodo, Grand Admiral of the Empire, Agent of the Acendancy.
"(Y/N) Nuru, Syndic of the Ruling Family of Mitth.
"Their sons, Mitth'icra'nuru, cousin of the Family, Junior Commander of the Chiss Expansionary Defence Fleet. And Mitth'ras'nuru, cousin of the Family.
"Their daughter, Mitth'aia'nuru, cousin of the Family, Lieutenant of the Chiss Expansionary Defence Fleet."
*Thrawn was sent to the Empire for 8 years, he was rewelcomed into the Acendancy as an Agent and retained his rank of Grand Admiral, it is a complicated ordeal. His wife, is Syndic Prime of the Mitth, and combined chiss and human tradition for her name. Thicran is their eldest son, and an officer of the CEDF. His sister Thaian, is three years younger and followed his footsteps to become an officer. Their youngest brother Thrasn, was named after their uncle, he was born ten years after his sister and is not of age at the events of the scene.
Story idea:
The daughter of Thrawn and a human is in a Victorian-esque love triangle with Thrufian's two sons.
HEIR TO THE EMPIRE GUYS THEY SAID IT THEY FUCKING SAID IT
Welcome, I have no consistency and will rant every few hours for weeks about a random topic and then not post for months đ
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