#Grand admiral Thrawn

[empress-violetlight]

Wish I had a pic of Thrawn taking Baby Andorra and toddler Mara to the art gallery like this! ❤️

[reliquaryforstarwarslore]

Lowkey fascists who could get it in honor (/sarcastic) of America lowkey choosing fascism REBLOG with your favorite lowkey fascists who could get it

[littlekhada]

[vibratingskull]

Since the requests are open...

May I ask Thurfian x Freader x Thrawn. I am not gonna add anything too spicy in my fic,(except some juicy hints) but I wish to see how far this scenario can go.

Do your best ...or worst.

Hehehehehehehehehehehehehehehe! MY TWO MEN TOGETHER!!!!!!!!! It is simple and short cause it's the first time I write this dynamic, but it was really fun 😈😈

Thrawn x F!reader x Thurfian

Tags: Period, fluff, wholesome, just two idiots (affectionate) being in love with you

You groan, gritting your teeth. You are so uncomfortable! 

Your tummy hurts and you cannot breathe correctly, feeling a weight on your back crushing you against a hard mass that is definitely not your mattress! 

You sniff and open your eyes full of sleep and immediately understand why: Thrawn had somehow seized you in his sleep and pulled you fully on top of him, and Thurfian is on top of you like a pile a cats, sleeping soundly. 

Your tummy ache, however, remains a mystery.  

You try to move a bit but their four arms keep you locked in their embrace. You blow one of Thurfian’s long strands of hair out of your face, trying to see the chrono on the bedside table. 

3 am. 

Thurfian’s day starts in one hour and you feel guilty to wake him up now as he needs a restful sleep to rule and lead the Mitths and Ascendancy, but you really need to alleviate that crushing pressure on your stomach. 

“Thurfian? Ch’acico? I need to move...” You try to wake him up gently. 

For sole response, you hear a growl and feel his embrace tightening around your waist. 

“Please, I don’t feel well, I need to go to the bathroom...” You insist in a whisper to not wake up Thrawn as well. 

This time he sighs and you feel him roll to the side, removing himself from you and relieving the pressure at last! But the pain remains in your stomach. You groan and rise from Thrawn’s sleeping form, gently removing his grip from you... 

Resulting in him opening his shining red eyes in a flash, fully alert. 

Wonderful, now everyone is awake... 

“Sorry...” You wince, “Go back to sleep.” 

“What is wrong, Ch’acah?” Thrawn investigates, his large hand cupping your cheek tenderly. 

“Just a tummy ache. It will pass, sleep Ch’acah.” 

“It is your period, euhn Vutucni.” Thurfian casually drops, sitting on the edge of the bed as he stretches his spine. 

“How do you know?” You frown incredulously at him. 

He turns to you, tapping the tip of his nose with his finger and a raised eyebrow. Under you, Thrawn raises his upper chest to dive his nose in the crook of your neck to get a whiff. 

“Indeed.” He judges. 

You exhale a sound midway between a sigh and a groan. Your period is here, wonderful! How you missed them! 

You leave the bed, shaking your head, and head to the bathroom to check the damage with lights. Indeed you feel that unpleasant dampness between your legs as you walk in.  

Well... Those panties and shorts are ruined now, that is for sure!  

“Fricking... Frost!” You grumble, curled on the toilets as your periods rearrange your guts. 

You loved those shorts! 

Thurfian enters the bathroom uninvited with an empty glass and heads to the pharmacy cabinet to take out a painkiller. He fills the glass at the sink and turns to you, handing you the pill and the glass with a silent order in his regal eyes. 

“Thank you...” You try to smile at him but your period twists your organs making you wince unelegantly. 

“Take it. Thrawn is in the kitchens heating up a hot water bottle.” He explains sternly. 

You nod, placing the pill on your tongue and taking a large sip of water. You are infinitely thankful that humans and Chiss are near species, allowing you to eat the same foods and take the same medicines and painkillers. 

Thurfian takes back the glass that he lets on the sink, preferring to focus on you. You curl up, feeling a cold sweat rolling at your temples and fatigue seizing you. You let your head fall into your hands as your elbows rest on your knees, praying for the pain to go away quickly. 

Thurfian silently kneels before you, his hand coming to caress your cheek in silent compassion. 

“I am sorry... This is not glamorous, not worthy of a Patriarch’s eyes!” You tiredly joke. 

“Do not apologize for that, vutucni. Do you need anything?”  

His voice is cold and stern as always, but you can see worry and concern in his beautiful rubies. 

“My period underwears are in this cabinet.” You point. 

He retrieves a period panties that he hands you and pulls on your soiled shorts and panties without a fuss. He stands up and puts them in the sink, while you pass the panties on. 

“I need to wash them now.” You sigh, exhausted. 

“Do not bother. Thrawn will handle it.” Thurfian decides before leaving the bathroom. 

You flush and wash your hands and go to retrieve new pajama shorts. As you exit the room you see Thurfian inspecting the sheets and Thrawn returning with a big hot water bottle and a little box in his hand. 

“You have some work in the bathroom, Thrawn.” Thurfian doesn’t even bother turning to him as he orders him around, as usual. 

Thrawn glances at the bathroom door before giving you the hot water bottle that you immediately press on your lower tummy with relief. He opens the lid of the little box with ‘for emergencies’ written on it, to reveal small pieces of chocolate. You cannot help but gasp; they all look so delicious! 

“I figured it was an emergency.” He explains softly. 

You pick one and bite into it with childish delight. You moan as you savor the treat. 

“Thank you, Ch’acah.” You say with your mouth full, on the verge of tears. 

He tightly smiles and gently kisses your forehead before going to clean the bloodbath in the bathroom. 

You finish the treat, hearing the sounds of water in the bathroom, when you feel Thurfian circling your shoulders with his arm, pressing you against his warmer body. 

“Come back to bed, Vutucni. You know the first day is always the worst for you.” 

You obey and follow him, laying back under the covers, the bottle against your sensitive stomach and Thurfian spooning you against your back. You sigh, finally starting to relax as the tension in your muscles slowly dissolves, feeling Thurfian’s hand gently caressing the top of your head as he buries his nose in your hair, purring like a lazy big cat.  You feel his lips kissing your neck gently as he pulls you tighter towards his taller body, shielding you from the rest of the world. 

You sigh under his caress, reveling in his gentle attention, appreciating this rare moment when he allows himself to be softer for your sake. 

And a little bit of his own... 

After long minutes Thrawn reappears, wiping his hand with a towel. He remains at the door, observing you and Thurfian snuggling together, tilting his head at the sight. He disposes of the towel and reenters the bed careful not to move your body too much. 

“Did you properly wash her clothes?” Thurfian harshly demands before Thrawn gets too comfortable. 

“I saved them.” Thrawn simply retorts, unbothered. 

You internally roll your eyes. Those two need to chill out around each other... 

Thrawn smiles at you and presses his forehead against yours, caressing your cheek fondly. 

“Thank you.” You whisper to them both. 

“You are welcome, Ch’acah.” Thrawn responds in the same tone while Thurfian kisses your shoulder loudly. 

“Tell me if you need the bottle reheated.” Thrawn takes your hand in his and intertwines your fingers together. 

“Okay...” You nod, feeling slumber taking you again. 

You curl up around the bottle and feel Thurfian’s and Thrawn’s body following, wrapping themself around you in a warm hug. 

You feel so at peace in the arms of your two husbands, at your rightful place. 

Soon, two purrings resonate in the bedroom, as your two men try to get their fill of you without bothering you. 

You yawn, letting love take you to sleep, at last... 

----

Ch'acah - Love

euhn vutucni - little dove

Ch'acico - Beloved

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[welcome-to-the-holonet]

Little sequel to this

[tyquu]

My n' my friend were being silly thinking about what these two would get up to in a reluctant temporary wild space alliance.

(I have not read the Thrawn books yet, everything i know about him beyond rebels is through @gherkinlizard )

[knightofthenewrepublic]

[stealingpotatoes]

*breaks into askbox*

ahsoka S2 is in great need to present Eli Vanto my man alongside with Ahsoka and Ghost fam. now this is totally important like top priority important.

i saw that ask and i just have to say this

thank you for coming to my TED talk

*dramatic exit*

the amazingness of your ted talk makes up for the breaking and entering

(commission info // kofi support!)

[the-zenith-calls]

pov thrawn is your commanding officer but you have an astigmatism

[ravenhairedwaywanderer]

[ironcroft11]

Thrawn escaping Anakin‘s apprentice only to face his son and his daughter

[arkham-prisoner]

The War Criminal C1-10P also known as “Chopper” has finally been captured and put on trial for his atrocities against the Galaxy

[darth-memes]

[littlekhada]

This thing is a month old and I. I forgor. So, yeah, rebels Thranto AU chilling with Kalluzeb!

"Hey, I said no cheatin!'" Zeb utters abruptly, leaning forward to fix a glare upon Thrawn. "Yer countin' yer cards, aren't ya? You may be the superior military strategist, but I know my cards. And you best bet I know how to count 'em." Beside him, Kallus stifles a laugh. Because of course the former Grand Admiral is counting his cards. The man has no grasp on politics whatsoever. Rules are arbitrary, laws even more so, and Kallus is willing to wager a great deal of credits that the man has never stepped foot inside a casino. "My apologies, Captain Orrelios." The response is a smooth drawl, tainted with embarrassment. "It appears I have yet to learn the etiquette of these games." "Or any etiquette at all," Eli Vanto adds from where he sits besides the Chiss, directly opposite Kallus. "For being the genius you are, you sure are stupid sometimes."

(By TheReadingWriter on AO3)

[elanorar]

Okay but Thrawn saying, "If a star whale approaches, destroy it with prejudice," made me laugh so hard. You can almost hear the spite in his voice. I just know he absolutely DESPISES those damn whales for ruining his plans and sending him on a forced sabbatical to a weird ass planet in some godforsaken galaxy with Ezra fucking Bridger as a tag along.

[groovygrayvy]

Hi thrawn tumblr