#Kivu'raw'nuru

[xiema]

Redraw of my art. I wanted to wait until I've written the chapter for this, but I couldn't wait longer

[littlekhada]

merry christmas for those who celebrate!!!

[purringysalamiri]

made these

[gia-batmm-crickle22]

Thrantober Day 8 ~ Childhood Friends

In this AU, the Ascendancy is allies with the Republic & the Jedi (for some reason :/), & Thrawn/Vurawn was able to be sent to school in one of the planets in Lesser Space and made friends with Eli :3 (Also, Trans! Thrawn is still canon in my AUs)

[ultimateanna]

My fantasy is which cast is best suited for the roles of the main characters in the Star Wars sequels based on the novel by Timothy Zann.

[gorevidalsassoon]

[themummersfolly]

Nonverbal Art

alt. title: Art Nerd's Origin Story

Anyone else ever wonder why Thrawn's interest in art focuses so heavily on sussing out the backstory of the artist? Yeah.

I have no idea how pediatric therapy works in real life.

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Vurawn doesn’t need a doctor to tell him he’s different.

There’s the whole talking thing, for example. Vurawn doesn’t remember learning to talk, even though he remembers Vurika and Mom says he didn’t start talking until after that. A lot of people still think he can’t talk, apparently, because he doesn’t do it very often. He’s not sure what the point is. He understands just fine, and besides, half the time when he does talk people get mad or start acting funny.

A lot of grownups think that not talking means he doesn’t hear either; even Mom and Dad forget sometimes. He overhears them talking about him. For a long time Mom thought he was stupid. It seemed to make her happy, for some reason. He doesn’t feel stupid; but then, he’s not sure if stupid and smart are things you can feel like. Vurika was smart, and they took her away and Mom was sad. Maybe if he’s stupid, he’ll get to stay and make Mom happy.

The army man said he was smart, when he gave everybody that test-thingy at school. But then he got into a fight with Teni the next day and afterward everybody said he was stupid. At least until the teacher made them stop.

No, he doesn’t need a doctor to tell him he’s weird, but here he is anyway.

He kicks his feet back and forth under the chair while he waits and thinks about the marker set Dad said he’ll get if he’s good for the doctor. He hopes there’s lots of orange markers. Orange is his favorite color right now. At school, there are fourteen different kinds of orange marker in the marker bin; he knows because he counted. First he lined them all up in order, then he put them in groups of markers from the same set and lined those up in order. Or he tried to, before the teacher yelled at him for hogging the orange markers.

He hopes he can be good enough to get the markers. Even when he tries to be good, he always does something wrong without meaning to.

“Kivu’raw’nuru?”

That’s his name. He hops out of his seat and follows Mom into the back office.

He likes going to this doctor, honestly. She never gives him shots or gets mad when he does the thing with his hands to feel better. There are toys, and neat pictures to look at, and lots and lots of markers.

He wanders around the room, looking at the toys while Mom talks to the doctor.

“-test scores are high, but the teacher says he’s behind in his social development. He rarely talks, he never looks me in the eyes-”

Dad thinks Mom wants there to be something wrong with him, at least he said so last night. Vurawn doesn’t know why everyone wants him to look at their eyes; it makes him as uncomfortable as when he has to not fidget.

The grownups finish talking and the doctor comes over to where he is.

“Good morning, Vurawn.”

It takes him a moment, but he remembers there’s something he’s supposed to do when people greet him.

“Hi.”

The doctor asks him questions; he’s supposed to answer with his big kid words, and he does. The doctor is happy, he’s doing it right. Maybe he will get that marker set.

“Vurawn, I’d like you to draw your family for me. Will you do that now, please?”

He’s not sure why she needs him to do that, but then he’s not sure why she asked all those questions, either. He does like to color, though.

It doesn’t take him long to draw everyone who’s important to him. When he’s done, the doctor sits down next to him.

“Tell me about your picture. Who’s that?” She points at the picture that is pretty obviously Mom. One by one, she points to each figure he drew and asks about it. Mom. Dad. Himself. The neighbor’s tooka. Vurika. He doesn’t know why she wants him to talk about them; most of the time when he talks about things he likes, people act like he’s doing something wrong and he doesn't know why. But the doctor lets him talk, so he does. It feels good to talk about things he likes.

When he’s told her all about his drawing, she picks it up and takes it over to Mom. He listens to them talk, and with no one to tell him not to, dumps out the markers and begins sorting them.

“-normal cognitive development for a child his age. But I think part of the issue is he misses his sister.”

That gets Vurawn’s attention. He’s not supposed to talk about Vurika; whenever he does, Mom gets sad and all the other grownups tell him he should be happy she gets to serve the Ascendancy. The doctor keeps talking.

“You see how much detail he put into her portrait; he clearly still remembers her, and remembers her well. Even as young as he was, her removal had a profound effect on him. That might be why he’s having difficulty adjusting socially.”

She can tell all that from his drawing?

“And here- this is your neighbor’s pet. She turns up in a number of drawings he’s done for me, so she’s clearly an important figure in his life. He may benefit from a therapy animal. If you can’t have one where you live, there are programs you can sign him up for-”

Every time he talks about Flower the Tooka, people look at him like he’s crazy! But the doctor had looked at his picture and understood immediately. Is that the secret? Can he really get people to understand him by drawing pictures for them?

And if it works that way, maybe it works the other way around, too. Maybe if he looks at pictures other people draw, they’ll seem less weird. Maybe the world makes sense if you draw it.

It’s like he’s spent his whole life in a dark, scary hallway, and suddenly, someone in a room nearby turns on a light. He decides to move toward it.

“Mom, I’d like you to draw a picture for me. Will you do that for me now, please?”

He’s been good all day, not just at the doctor. When Dad comes home, he has the marker set in hand, and the first thing Vurawn does is take it over to Mom.

She looks surprised, and he’s not sure she’ll go along with it. But then she takes the markers and flimsi and starts drawing. To keep himself busy, Vurawn picks up the pieces of the gadget she was working on and starts arranging them in order. They’re all very different, and it’s hard to figure out what order they should go in. Vurawn likes puzzles like this.

He’s just figured out where the big shiny piece should go when Mom slaps a marker down hard, puts her face into her hands, and starts shaking. Vurawn jumps. At first he thinks she’s mad at him for playing with her project. Then he sees that she’s crying.

“I’m sorry, Vurawn- it’s ok. I just can’t. You’re ok.” She doesn’t look up from her hands. Vurawn stands on his chair to look across the table at what she’s drawn.

It’s a grownup kind of drawing, much more complicated than his sensible stick figures. The face that stares out from the page is that of a little girl, about his age. It’s unfinished; Mom put the marker down before she colored it in.

“I’m sorry I got upset, Vurawn, I don’t know why I did that.” Mom wipes her eyes. Vurawn is still looking at the picture.

“It’s cause you miss Vurika.”

Mom freezes. He’s not sure if that means she understands, so he tries again.

“You’re sad cause Vurika had to go away. You’re scared that I might have to go away, too. But if I’m stupid, I get to stay with you, cause stupid people don’t have to serve the Ascen’a’cy.” He frowns at the tabletop, choosing his next words. “I can be stupid for you, Mom.”

He expects her to be happy at the offer, but instead she starts crying even harder. Vurawn feels the panic start to well up in his chest. He’s done something wrong again. Mom is upset, and Dad will be mad, and he doesn’t know how to fix it because he doesn’t even know what he did wrong-

Mom leans over and scoops him up in a hug.

“You’re not stupid, you’re a brilliant, brilliant little boy. I love you so much!” Her tears are getting his shirt wet, and now they’re both crying. “Don’t ever let anyone tell you you’re stupid! I just- I just want what’s best for you, even if you have to go away. My brilliant little boy!” She takes his face in her hands and makes him look at her. “If they chose you- I need you to remember. I love you so much, I’m so proud of you, and I don’t want you to ever look back.”

Vurawn doesn’t understand, but he nods his head because Mom needs him to. Then he leans into her shoulder and cries.

[thrawns-babygirl]

We need more fan art of little baby Vurawn asap, I literally require it to function.

[ladykagewaki]

Here's a baby Thrawn for everyone waiting for the Ahsoka finale.

@zaya-mo @chrissywakingup @the-sith-in-the-sky-with-diamond @aintinacage @ladykatakuri @marierg @isthereanechoinhere96 @thecoffeelorian

[aroayr-shuk]

Vurawn wondered often what his life would have looked like if he had taken the Mitth's proposal to be a merit adoptive all those years ago. At odds with the foul faced Syndic who had come to collect him? Surrounded by different friends than the ones he had now? On course for a successful military career? Certainly not here.

The Kivu were considered an obscure family by the majority of the rest of the Acendancy. As a Lesser Family, they had developed their own customs and traditions. They were more expressive than other Families, they valued art, each Kivu having their own favored medium. They grew up dancing and singing, it was uncommon for a Kivu not to be proficient in some instrument. They were an anomaly. A cultural hub in the midst of Rentor.

But what unsettled the other Families the most about the Kivu was their method for choosing their new Patriarch. While other Families elected their Patriarch democratically or the dying Patriarch chose their successor themselves, the Kivu title was passed down through blood. From Patriarch to their eldest child.

Vurawn had entered the military as a young male and had made it quite far for his time spent there and his Family name. Junior Captain. But he had other duties, and when news of his Patriarch's death reached him, he had to return to Rentor. He left his military career behind him.

And he found himself here. In a world where he was mentored by Thooraki himself, a brotherhood with a young Mitth, blossoming friendship with a sweet Syndic, a rivalry with a Prime. Ten ruling families instead of nine. A golden cape displaying his Family's symbol. And a title:

Patriarch Kivu'raw'nuru.

[xiema]

Is the "Ezra time travelling and befriending (?) Vurawn" fanfic updated? :3 It's rlly unique

Yes, 'Freaks' is going to be updates soon. Proably this or next week. I plan to write more in general but, I can't promise chapters on a regular basis.

[morbiddruid]

Im gonna cry

I was really happy to see people liked the chiss children so have more of baby Thrawn having fun in the snow. Plus a rendition of how the adult equivalent of the traditional wear would look like on Thrawn (he has his snowflake pouch of course!). I know it's somewhat been debunked but I will die on "the chiss are a long haired culture" hill.

(also wanted to say sorry for how muddy some of the lines look, my eraser has been acting up recently and idk why :/)

[gia-batmm-crickle22]

Thrantober Day 6 ~ Admiral/Art Teacher

This one is really specific but I honestly just wanted an excuse to draw their dynamic <3

[ultimateanna]

The best male Star Wars characters

[netmors]

STAR WARS: Eleventh Fleet AU

And again the concept art in the "Eleventh Fleet"...

This time will be the Supreme Admiral Ba'kif and beholder Brierly Ronan. A post about human will be the following, and now “thoughts out loud - part third” about the old, who has seen life, chiss.

Admiral's design was exemplary "officer, concise and practical", only thing that showed his high status - the white form and honor chains (which are "individual", and not all, like Thrawn's, kriff, I will have to redo the chains in the future).

Kivu'raw'nuru, the future Mitth'raw'nurudo, unconsciously adopted such a practical image for himself.

At the beginning of the stories of Karyn and Eli, former Supreme General took the highest position in the hierarchy of the Chiss navy fleet. Perhaps it was this event that the fleet saved from the catastrophe that led to the civil war in the dominance, and then the war with the grysks, which lasts up to the events of the "Ahsoka".

The cost of salvation of fleet personally for Ba'kif became a scar passing on the left side of the face. Ronan couldn't completely remove him with the help of the created bacta's analogue, but he saved his face from more serious damage.

The future director of the UAG is a universal analytical group, in fact, a lot will do a lot for its unexpected protector. Admiral, in turn, will secretly help his protege. It is Ba'kif who will help Lyron (chiss interpretation of the name Brierly Ronan) to attract, and then make Stybla's Family with his ally.

And Ronan was able to make an analogue of hot chocolate, and Ba'kif now drinks this drink in liters. And when Vanto showed that you can still add different “toppings” to the drink (Eli made such drinks for Un'hee), the seasoned admiral discovered a whole “marvelous new world”. However, this is a secret for nine seals.

And the reserves for the preparation of the "caf" were captured by Ar'alani and Mak'ro.

By the way, Stybla Family is no less interesting "house" than the same Mitth. One information about them is worth it. But more on this is another time.

Hmm, and in addition to the thoughts of Ba'kif … If you imagine how the character sounds, then the voice acting of Peter Kallen, the voices of Optimus Prime, would be just perfect. Well, Andrei Yaroslavtsevin the russian version too (seriously, listen to his voice, he voiced Prime very well) ///v///

[contentment-of-cats]

Thrawn origin story headcanon

Thrawn is the youngest of three - Kivu'rai'neito, Kivu'rik'ardok, and Kivu'raw'nuru. Before Thawns was born, Vuraine became a merit adoptive to one of the Great Houses at nine and a blackdock engineer later in life. Vurika was taken by the CEDF to become a Sky-walker and had her memory wiped at five. Thrawn's parents tried desperately to hold onto him but they were a Common family. Thrawn's mother, who had already lost three children, became profoundly depressed and died postpartum after the stillbirth of a fourth child following Vurawn being taken by the Mitth. She was buried with honors. Thrawn's father did not remarry, nor did he father more children, and died in a berg rollover at the age of fifty-one.

It is illegal for a merit adoptive to contact their family of origin, but instead of the penalty falling on the adoptive, it falls on the family. Thrawn never tried to get in touch with his Kivu relatives or his parents to spare them the loss of employment, benefits, and even a possible prison term. Likewise a family contacting a merit adoptive would see their child severely punished for the family's attempt.

Thrawn's mother was the granddaughter of a former Sky-walker, born to a Lesser family and had been inducted into the program herself. There are Sky-walkers who wash out of the program, or who can't be retrained after a disaster in space. After one such disaster, Riv'kaein was adopted by a Great family at the age of eight. She married Kivu'sha'neza after obtaining a degree in pelagic aquaculture. She never spoke of her past, or her prosthetic legs, to any of her children.

Kivu'sha'neza was the Rentor equivalent of the Coast Guard, holding the rank of Warrant Officer, leading a squad of boarding troops. Rentor was home to deep-sea vents that spewed valuable gases (in liquid form because of the pressure). Pirates were ever-present and often from rival houses.

The Kivu, one of the most populous Common families, had a deep resentment to the casual gathering of their children, sometimes all of the children of a couple would be taken by higher-ranked families. Only Greater and Ruling houses can induct Merit Adoptives and though many are adopted in adulthood, the exceptional children of Common and Lesser families are taken as young as eight. Someone shows up at school, the child is called to the office, and never sees home or family again. Some of the Great and Ruling families openly refer to this as 'harvesting.' This trauma is one of the reasons for the punitive measures to stop contact between adoptives and families of origin.

Thrawn does not remember his oldest sister, but as long as he could remember, Vurika was his playmate and also his interpreter. She did all the talking for him. The team sent to take Vurika took her in full view of her brother while they played at the pre-school/day care. One of the sergeants still has a chunk of missing flesh from Vurawn's new meat teeth. Thrawn remembers it as clear as day.

Thrawn was offered a slot at CEDF boarding prep following standard testing at age nine. It was on Rentor, so he did get to see his parents. His mother was supposed to give birth about the same time the Mitth adopted him and he was sent to Taharim to finish his education.

His parents applied for emigration to one of the planets on the edge of the Ascendancy, thinking to make a run for it to Lesser Space. They were denied, despite being law-abiding subjects. When Thrawn became an adoptive the Mitth recognized that all three children were taken from this pair, and offered to allow them to emigrate or be adopted into a Great family after Vurivkae gave birth to her fourth child. They would not, however, promise not to take the child if it showed any talent.

There is no legal roadblock preventing a 'harvested' children from contacting each other as adults - if they can find each other. Often there is only the middle personal name to go on, as the beginning of the core name may change the way Vurika/Rik'ardok/Zirika/Borika did. Thrawn's eldest sister did look for her siblings when she was an adult, but did not find either him or Vurika.

Eli searched out Vuraine after he saw a young man who looked like Thrawn when the Steadfast visited the UAG base. Vuraine was now Stybla'rai'neito or Laraine, and her son was Stybla'raw'neza - called Arawne.

As always, these are my own headcanon and worldbuilding notes. YMMV. Please feel free to use them or not as you see fit.