Thrawn Dances

The Mitth are cold, stoic, and calm. They exude power and control, as emotionless as the ice flats of Csilla. They are stark uniforms, and blazing suns. Intense and they demand perfection. They are from the heart of the Acendancy, and often they consider themselves to be it's center. As one of the Nine they groom their young since birth, or adoption, to be the perfect example of what a Chiss should be: powerful, fearless, an unmovable pillar in the storm. And they certainly don't dance. Not unless the occasion permitted a sharp two step, two persons, arms poised to the side, one two three four, one two three four. It was controlled, it was routine.

The Kivu were different. Further from the core, the family hadn't even existed during the days of old. Small and humble, many would overlook the family. Rentor, a backwater planet, incapable of producing anything of cultural significance. Or so the greater families thought. And true, they were small and humble, living their lives away in small farming areas, preferring not to get mixed up in the political slights of the larger families. And to the outside world they would appear just as any other Chiss family might. But they danced.

Oh, they danced. And not the stiff steps of the higher Mitth, no it was light and jovial, underneath their planet's moon, their arms raised above them, swaying with the wind. Necklaces and bracelets of scales rattled on their bodies, and shook as they thumped their bare feet against the ground. Long skirts and dresses flared out as their wearers twirled and jumped. Streaks and flashes of colour, from scarves and hats, jewelry and shoes came from every direction. Men and women, children and adults, all joined in in the dance. Shaking their instruments and rattling their jewels. Each to their own beat, each expressing their own story and song. Each making their own art.

You could learn a lot about someone from watching them make art.

Their dance was embeded in their hearts, even years after being conditioned into the ways of the higher families, it would remain. Small scars on one's ears, lips, nose. One's steps a bit too light, a rhythm to their run, twirling batons with grace, treating the dojo as a dance floor.

Who would say anything if they saw through the cracks in a warships' doors, a young man swaying to his own song?

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

I have so many things to say about Thrawn and Gideon and culture and art and appreciation and imperialism and appropriation and so much else but I’ll leave it at this tonight because my tumble is fucky and I don’t know how to phrase it at four am.

They are setting up Gideon to be inherently weaker then Thrawn because Thrawn engages with the cultures he uses to destroy his enemies and Gideon simply takes what looks useful to him. This is really interesting and I can’t wait to see how it plays out (Gideon gets fucking schooled)

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

I saw someone spell Thrawn "Thron" and now I need Tron Thrawn.

Just imagine:

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

I've deleted so many drawings in the past two months but somehow these two wips have stayed. Maybe when I graduate I'll finally start drawing consistently again 🤔

Okay back into hiding I goooooo 🙈🙈🙈

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THATS SO SAD his shoulder bars

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

I decided to give myself a profile pic on here and it feels like I just made a lifelong commitment.

Did I just sell my soul?

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aroayr-shuk

1 year ago

When you get this, please respond with five things that make you happy! then, send to your last ten people in your notifs (anonymously). you never know who might benefit from spreading positivity. <3

Hello darling! Five things that make me happy are:

Dungeons and Dragons, MY LOVE I'm DMing a campaign at this very moment and nothing brings me more joy than that of my players.

The Chiss Ascendancy, was it even a question that this would be on this list? Thrawn, Thurfian, the lot. 💙

MUSIC! My escape. My personal favorite song at this moment is Dog Days Are Over by Florence + The Machine

Work, as strange as it is, I absolutely love staying busy.

Silence.

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

Hey do you guys think Thrawn even has a clear memory of what Thrass's face looked like. You know. Considering the time it's been since Thrass died.

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aroayr-shuk

2 years ago

How they react to you being captured by the enemy:

*my first time writing, but I love this blue man too much for my own good lol! Please don’t be afraid to steal my ideas, I just want to see more thrawn! This was done over my phone notes so I didn’t get a chance to remove it!

Thrawn:

How They React To You Being Captured By The Enemy:

-His most prized art peace, the only art price dedicated to him, and him only. His wife.

- Would do everything in his power to retrieve you.

- He could care less how many life’s he’ll have to take to get you back to him.

- Would personally take the mission himself.

- His star destroyer, the citihaunting , and it’s entire crew, would loom over the the planets main city

- You were his prized possession, his favourite piece of art work. No one dear steal that from him.

- Governor Pryce would be blamed for you’re kidnapping, as he put her in charge of you’re safety when he was commanding his ship.

- He’d go retrieve you personally himself.

- Considers his men incompetent, especially his generals.

- Rains hell fire near the base you are kept as a warning.

- You were surrendered quickly at that point.

- You never had to worry he’d always come back for you.

- His most prized possession.

- Quickly destroys the base immediately after he safely has you back on board.

- Wants to scold you for getting yourself into that situation.

- But ends up just wrapping his arms around you from behind.

- You feel him leave a trail of kisses upon you’re neck

- You lean into his touch.

- You watched from the windows in Thrawns chambers, you see nothing but death and destruction.

-The base is completely desecrated, nothing could possibly survive the destruction.

- You’re heart aches for the people that lost their life’s because of you’re recklessness’s, and you’re husbands anger.

- You hear is smooth voice whispering into you’re ear

- “There is no one or thing in this galaxy that will bring harm to you, I’d personally destroy the galaxy, down to its very planet, if it meant keeping you from harm.”

- He holds you’re jaw so he can tilt you’re lips towards him

- You feel him tighten his opposite hand on you’re waste.

- The kiss doesn’t last long as he was still an Grand Admiral, and he had a full fleet to attend too.

- His position as Admiral meant he could keep you safe. So he took hos role very seriously.

- He gave you one last kiss on you’re forehead before leaving.

-He paused for a moment as exited his personal quarters, his back turned to you.

- “Try to stay out of troubles this time.” Thrawn sternly advised, yet had a small smile grow as he left for his post

- You both get a thrill from him rescuing you.

- And you both know he gets off to the idea of keeping you safe.

- He thrives off the idea of him being you’re protector.

- His love for you would burn the galaxy down just for you.

- But never would he admit that, he had to much pride.