Could Someone Please Draw This For Me?

I absolutely love the first one. He looks gentle, sad, knowing, satisfied, and in control all at the same time. Maybe a little bit of mirth there as well.

*gasp* There’s more of my favorite blueberry, not just half a face on a book cover :O

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Merit adoptives in the Ascendancy

Thrawn: Chaos Rising

I have 4 WiPs and I'm forcing myself not to listen to music and hallucinate because I know it can get So. Much. Worse.

And I need to finish these 4 first.

I decided to write a little scene from a story I'm thinking about writing. Let me know if you would like to see more!

Thrawn's daughter/Thurfian's Son

Her ears were burning, purple was beginning to spread across them like a wildfire as she stared at the preposterous male in front of her. He hated her, he had since the moment they met. She had believed that it was his hate for her that made him deny his brother's love for her. And now he tells her that she is too good for him? Her mind raced with memories from not so long ago.

"You called me a pig!"

He moved to her side, looking down at her as he spoke,

"Most certainly. Though do not be mistaken I only mean in regards to your attitude and dress. Your air is that of low born stock, but your family have climbed the social ranks quite impressively, and are of high intelligence, higher than even that of many in my own family, I can admit that. But that does not nullify the fact that your attitude is that of, in simple words, an overzealous heifer."

Her mouth fell open, red eyes staring at the male in front of her,

"A heifer!"

He continued unfazed,

"Beyond that you are quite beautiful," his voice lowered" More beautiful than the Earthen swan, I believe the expression is."

She blinked at him a few times, "You misspeak."

"I do not exaggerate," he lifted her head, two fingers placed underneath her chin, "You will make a wonderful wife," he paused as he moved away, his perfectly plucked eyebrow coming to an arch,

"For some crazen male."

He began to walk away, his back turned to her. She called out desperate for answers,

"Then why do you keep me from your brother if you think so lowly of him?"

He paused once again and turned to face her,

"It is for simple reason that I think so lowly of him that I do keep you away from him. You are much too good for him," he lifted his head in thought, "Though a slime would be too good for him."

She stared slacked jawed, as the Patriarch's son bowed his head and turned on his heel, taking his leave.

The nerve of that man. She could hardly believe it.

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Oh no spoil, I'm not there yet 😆

He would be a stern father but will totally become soft touch with his grand childrens ! The most indulgent person you'll ever met, at the Great dam of his own children. He will spoil them rotten !

Oh totally! More soft with a daughter than a son. But he raised them to survive with the Aristocra. His kids are shocked when they hear him baby talking his grandbabies.

Thrawn’s expression hardened, and for that single awful moment Qilori thought he’d made the final mistake of his life.      “Let me explain something, Qilori of Uandualon,” the Chiss said softly. “My job—the sole reason for my existence—is to defend the Chiss Ascendancy and protect my people. I will do whatever is necessary to achieve that goal, and will allow nothing and no one to stand in my way. Do you understand?” — Thrawn: Ascendancy - Lesser Evil (2021) by Timothy Zahn

Thrawn: Can I shoot them?

His handlers: Not in public.

thrawn + politics = chaos (reference fully intended)

sooo i’m really making a quotes masterpost of thrawn’s political incompetence aren’t i. timothy zahn was like “i need to make sure the reader knows how politically inept thrawn is AT ALL TIMES” and it’s so delightful that i ain’t even mad. (and to be fair, it’s really fucking relatable.)

thanks to the ascendancy novels we know that not only imperial politics are a problem for him, but it’s always been … an issue, even in the ascendancy. so we’re doing this thing full on chronologically, beginning with the memories sections in chaos rising. buckle up kids because it’s going to be a LONG ride.

i’m mostly making this post for reference so feel free to skip to the parts that interest you—there are headings for every novel—because i honestly can’t imagine someone wants to read ALL THAT (and that’s probably not even all of it because i’m sure i missed some moments). sjdgdg enjoy!!!

now updated for lesser evil!!

Keep reading

AAAAAAAAAAAAH!!!

Thrawn: You would not hold up well under torture.

Samakro: Oh, and you would?

Thrawn: I did

Samakro:

I've been imaging this all day...seeing it written out made me cry.

reunions and the unhappy like

“Thalias,” Thrawn rasped, after a while. “Samakro. It’s nice to see you again.”

The shorter Chiss opened her mouth to reply in kind, but her companion was faster.

“Oh, really?” he sniped, lip curling in obvious disdain, sunlight glancing off of his piercings. “I didn’t think we committed enough war crimes for you to feel truly at home here, isn’t that why you fucked off to Lesser space?”

“Samakro!” the shorter Chiss - Thalias - hissed, elbowing her unrepentant companion.

“Can you not give him a break for five minutes? He’s been- crawling about the wilderness, for who knows how long, and-”

“I don’t know, Thalias, did he give the literal war crimes a fucking break at any point over the last few years?”

“I-” Thalias trailed off, biting her lip. “Look, you have a point, but just- lay off for a moment, please.”

“Fine,” Samakro growled. “A moment. Then he gets what’s been coming ever since he decided rampant war crimes were in. Fuck, I knew he was- unorthodox, but this- what he’s done, Thalias? It’s unforgivable. It’s fucking unforgivable.”

“I know,” Thalias said, soft as ever. “But- please. Not now.”

“Fine. But only-” and that was directed at Thrawn, moreso than Thalias- “because you asked. Because, fuck that guy.”

Ezra blinked at Samakro, and glanced back at Thrawn, whose face was as pinched as he’d ever seen it, and he suddenly became acutely aware that Thrawn was- upset?

No, that wasn’t quite right, he was hurting. Who were these two people, this Samakro, this Thalias, that Thrawn held their opinions in such high regard?