#Maris Ferasi
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There should be a line in Outbound flight in which Thrass threatens Thrawn into not capturing Outbound Flight by saying that he'll call their Mom
#mitth'raw'nuruodo how dare u steal that ship#i apologize mother i am an idiot#it will not happen again#'thrass and the humans snickering in the background'#thrawn#thrass#car'das#maris ferasi#Qennto#outbound flight
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“Maris Ferasi works for the Rebels now and then her old flame Thrawn returns as an Imperial“
Here you go @ouradmiraldaala !
No béta reader involved? Sorry for any typo
Maris jumps over the barrier with ease, she crouches as she comes closer to the edge of the building. She inspects the ballet of ships and peoples on the ground. Plenty of imperial but she’s here for precise targets. She takes her watch and sends a ping to her partner staying in the ship. That’s their code.
She takes out her backpack and starts to assemble her precision rifle. Her head is full but strangely calm at the same time, she doesn’t know the name of her target, only the ship they'll use and their rank plaque, in case they get caught it is vital information she won’t risk confessing to her captors. She understands the logic but a name or a face could help sometimes. She never shot the wrong target until now but a little hint would be appreciable. She shakes her head, all of this is useless. She will do her job as usual and go home, take a well merited cold drink and relax far away from the chaos she would have created.
She interlocks the silencer and hears the typical “clic” telling her everything is in place. She lays down on her stomach and places her rifle at the edge of the concrete, taking a look. Her ship’s target isn’t here yet. She got big cheeses to shoot today, a grand admiral and a governor if her memory serves her well, not nobodys. She’s well aware of the daunting aspect of her task but she worked hard to see herself entrust those missions. Whoever will get to the other extremity of her canon is as well as dead.
She recoils on herself as a massive ship passes over her. That’s them. She relaxes her muscles and observes the landing strip through her sight. The footbridge slowly goes down and people start assembling at the feet of the ship. She snarls, a piece of metal is right between her and her target, impossible to aim in these conditions. She watches as her targets start walking down the footbridge, slowly revealing themself. First the black leather boots, then an elegant white uniform, the plaque, aaaaaaaand…
…
Wait…
What?
She blinks and rubs her eyes, she surely has dust in her there. She replaces herself.
…
Impossible…
Him?
“What…”
She can’t believe what she sees. How is it possible? He’s supposed to be on the other side of the galaxy. Not here! Not with… them!
Thrawn
Her breath got stuck in her throat as she observes him discussing with two other governors. No! Between all the imperials, why him? And why her? She moves backward from the edge trying to breath, to calm herself. She feels her palms getting wet and an icy feeling spread through her spine. She feels her watch vibrating as her mate sends her pings after pings, urging her to get done with it.
She understands now, the recent victories of the Empire, even against all the odds. With him at their side everything is possible. He’s even more dangerous than any other imperial she has already killed, he’s even more worthy to be one of her targets. She grates her teeth and replaces herself, eye on the sight, finger on the trigger.
She aims at his head, breathing deeply to calm her pounding heart. She gulps, she can’t believe she’s gonna shoot one of her old flames. But it has to be done. It has to…
She looks at her dignified appearance, his hautghy expression, his inquisitive glowing red eyes and time stops. Her finger froze on the trigger.
She can’t.
Not to him.
Not to the honorable man she once knew.
Even if it’s not him anymore.
She deviates her canon swiftly and shoots. The governor collapses. She doesn't lose time here and jumps on her feet and starts running, her rifle in hand. She runs so fast to the point of losing her breath.
Next time.
She lets him go this time. But this time only. She promises herself.
Next time!
@Bluechiss @thrawnalani @justanothersadperson93
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Really wish there was more discussion about the Thrawn + Maris Ferasi situation. Like, I love how she's all idealistic and looks at him through some fucking MASSIVE rose-tinted glasses and is convinced he's some galant hero.
Meanwhile Thrawn is all "Omg that's adorable :')" *doesn't have the heart to tell her he was indirectly involved with the murder of 50,000 innocents*.
#Thrawn#Grand Admiral Thrawn#Maris Ferasi#Star Wars#it's really interesting how strongly he values her idealism#it's also VERY telling that he doesn't think poorly of her or think she's stupid#but instead that her outlook is something to be cherished and protected#and not only does he want to protect her idealism he ALSO likes it when people don't actively hate his guts#and not in an egotistical sense#if you were constantly hated by everyone you meet and no one liked you#but then suddenly this person thought you were the best thing since sliced bread#you might be understandably reluctant to see that fondness turn to hatred#he actually listens to her and adjusts his plans after he's made up his mind#that happens with no one else#I see Thrawn as someone who wants--or thinks he wants- to be an idealistic sort if not for the sense that he has to do the 'rational thing'#a sort of head vs. heart deal#'I have to be ruthless because that's what's necessary to achieve my goals'#I just really REALLY want to know what caused this internal struggle
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#karyn faro#leia organa#governor pryce#arihnda pryce#eli vanto#ar'alani#thrawn#grand admiral thrawn#thrawn books#thrawn trilogy#thrawn fanfiction#mitth'raw'nuruodo#star wars eu#star wars legends#star wars#star wars fanfiction#starwars fanfic#princess leia#star wars au#pro shipping#shipping discourse#romance#romantic
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Original story was written by Timothy Zahn, I just added more scenes to it with my characters.
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The light freighter Bargain Hunter moved through space, silver-gray against the blackness, the light of the distant stars reflecting from its hull. Its running lights were muted, its navigational beacons quiet, its viewports for the most part as dark as the space around it.
Its drive gunning for all it was worth.
“Hang on!” Dubrak Qennto barked over the straining roar of the engines. “Here he comes again!”
Clenching his teeth firmly together to keep them from chattering, Jorj Car’das got a grip on his seat’s armrest with one hand as he finished punching coordinates into the nav computer with the other. Just in time; the Bargain Hunter jinked hard to the left as a pair of brilliant green blaster bolts burned past the bridge canopy. “Car’das?” Qennto called. “Snap it up, kid.”
“I’m snapping, I’m snapping,” Car’das called back, resisting the urge to point out that the outmoded nav equipment was Qennto’s property, not his. As was the lack of diplomacy and common sense that had gotten them into this mess in the first place. “Can’t we just talk to them?”
“Terrific idea,” Qennto bit out. “Be sure to compliment Progga on his fairness and sound business sense. That always works on Hutts.”
The last word was punctuated by another cluster of blaster shots, this group closer than the last. “Rak, the engines can’t hold this speed forever.” Maris Ferasi warned from the copilot’s seat, her dark hair flashing with green highlights every time a shot went past.
“Doesn’t have to be forever,” Qennto said with a grunt. “Just till we have some numbers. Car’das?”
On Car’das’ board a light winked on. “Ready,” he called, punching the numbers over to the pilot’s station. “It’s not a very long jump, though—”
He was cut off by a screech from somewhere aft, and the flashing blaster bolts were replaced by flashing starlines as the Bargain Hunter shot into hyperspace.
Car’das took a deep breath, letting it out silently. “This is not what I signed up for,” he muttered to himself. Barely six standard months after signing on with Qennto and Maris, this was already the second time they’d had to run for their lives from someone.
And this time it was a Hutt they’d frizzled. Qennto, he thought darkly, had a genuine talent for picking his fights.
“You okay, Jorj?”
Car’das looked up, blinking away a drop of sweat that had somehow found its way into his eye. Maris was swiveling around in her chair, looking back at him with concern. “I’m fine,” he said, wincing at the quavering in his voice.
“Of course he is,” Qennto assured Maris as he also turned around to look at their second junior crewer, the other being a fourteen year old girl named Alile Nerys who was sitting next to Car’das. She had long black hair that had white mixed in, gold eyes and a dark complexion. Car'das had no idea how she talked her way to join the crew but she had. “Those shots never even got close.”
Car’das braced himself. “You know, Qennto, it may not be my place to say this—”
“It isn’t; and don’t.” Qennto said gruffly, turning back to his board.
“Progga the Hutt is not the sort of person you want mad at you,” Car’das said anyway. “I mean, first there was that Rodian—”
“A word about shipboard etiquette, kid,” Qennto cut in, turning just far enough to send a single eye’s worth of glower at Car’das. “You don’t argue with your captain. Not ever. Not unless you want this to be your first and last tour with us.”
“I’d settle for it not being the last tour of my life.” Car’das muttered.
“What was that?”
Car’das grimaced. “Nothing.”
"I agree with the Car'das," Alile said, breaking her silence. "Hutts don't let grudges go."
Qennto doesn't say anything to Alile, Car'das quickly learns that he was intimidated by the fourteen year old girl for some reason. Maybe it had something to do with the black canid that was standing next to her.
“Don’t let Progga worry you,” Maris soothed. “He has a rotten temper, but he’ll cool off.”
“Before or after he racks the four of us and takes all the furs?” Car’das countered, eyeing the hyperdrive readings uneasily. That mauvine nullifier instability was definitely getting worse.
"He won't rack me," Alile chimed in from the back. "He likes my Auntie Ren."
"I didn't know you had an Aunt." Maris said, bringing up a good point. None of them knew much about her but they all felt that they had seen her face before but wouldn't place it.
Alile glanced at her and said, "Because I like my privacy." There was a note of warning in her voice to not push.
“Oh, Progga wouldn’t have racked us,” Qennto scoffed, cutting into what would surely have turned into an argument. “He’d have left that to Drixo when we had to tell her he’d snatched her cargo. You do have that next jump ready, right?”
“Working on it,” Car’das said, checking the computer. “But the hyperdrive—”
“Heads up,” Qennto interrupted. “We’re coming out.”
The starlines collapsed back into stars, and Car’das keyed for a full sensor scan. And jerked as a salvo of blaster shots sizzled past the canopy.
Qennto barked a short expletive. “What the frizz?”
“He followed us.” Maris said, sounding stunned.
“And he’s got the range,” Qennto snarled as he threw the Bargain Hunter into another series of stomach-twisting evasive maneuvers. “Car’das, get us out of here!”
“Trying.” Car’das called back, fighting to read the computer displays as they bounced and wobbled in front of his eyes. There was no way it was going to calculate the next jump before even Qennto’s luck ran out and the fuming Hutt back there finally connected.
But if Car’das couldn’t find a place for them to go, maybe he could find all the places for them not to go…
The sky directly ahead was full of stars, but there was plenty of empty black between them. Picking the biggest of the gaps, he punched the vector into the computer. “Try this one.” he called, keying it to Qennto.
“What do you mean try?” Maris asked.
The freighter rocked as a pair of shots caught it squarely on the aft deflector. “Never mind.” Qennto said before Car’das could answer. He punched the board, and once again the starlines lanced out and faded into the blotchy hyperspace sky.
Maris exhaled in a huff. “That was too close.”
“Okay, so maybe he is mad at us,” Qennto conceded. “Now. Like Maris said, kid, what do you mean, try this one?”
“I didn’t have time to calculate a proper jump,” Car’das explained. “So I just aimed us into an empty spot with no stars.”
Qennto swiveled around. “You mean an empty spot with no visible stars?” He asked ominously. “An empty spot with no collapsed stars, or pre-star dark masses, or something hidden behind dust clouds? That kind of empty spot?” He waved a hand toward the canopy. “And out toward the Unknown Regions on top of it?”
“We don’t have enough data in that direction for him to have done a proper calculation anyway.” Maris said, coming unexpectedly to Car’das’ defense.
“That’s not the point.” Qennto insisted.
“No, the point is that he got us away from Progga,” Maris said. “I think that deserves at least a thank-you.”
Qennto rolled his eyes. “Thank you,” he said. “Such thanks will be rescinded if and when we run through a star you didn’t see, of course.”
“I think it’s more likely the hyperdrive will blow up first,” Car’das warned. “Remember that nullifier problem I told you about? I think it’s getting—”
He was cut off by a wailing sound from beneath them, and with a lurch the Bargain Hunter leapt forward like a giffa on a scent.
“Running hot!” Qennto shouted, spinning back to his board. “Maris, shut ’er down!”
“Trying,” Maris called back over the wailing as her fingers danced across her board. “Control lines are looping— can’t get a signal through.”
With a curse, Qennto popped his straps and heaved his bulk out of his seat. He sprinted down the narrow aisle, his elbow barely missing the back of Car’das’ head as he passed. Poking uselessly at his own controls, Car’das popped his own strap release and started to follow.
“Car’das, get up here.” Maris called, gesturing him forward.
“He might need me.” Car’das said as he nevertheless reversed direction and headed forward.
“Sit,” she ordered, nodding sideways at Qennto’s vacated pilot’s seat. “Help me watch the tracker— if we veer off this vector before Rak figures out how to pull the plug, I need to know about it.”
“But Qennto—”
“Word of advice, friend,” she interrupted, her eyes still on her displays. “This is Rak’s ship. If there are any tricky repairs to be made, he’s the one who’ll make them.”
“Even if I happen to know more about a particular system than he does?”
“Especially if you happen to know more about it than he does,” she said drily. “But in this case, you don’t. Trust me.”
“Fine,” Car’das said with a sigh. “Such trust can be rescinded if and when we blow up, of course.”
“You’re learning,” she said approvingly. “Now run a systems check on the scanners and see if the instability bled over into them. Then do the same for the nav computer. Nerys, I want you to check on our weapon system. Once we get through this, I want to make sure we can find our way home again.”
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It took Qennto over four hours to find a way to shut down the runaway hyperdrive without slagging it. During that time Car’das offered his help three times, and Maris offered hers twice. All the offers were summarily refused.
Which was fine with Alile because she hadn't offered her help once, she didn't like these ships. It was so easy for someone to steal them and then use them against their owners.
Sometime during the first hour, as near as Car’das could figure from the readings tumbling across the displays, they left the relatively well-known territory of the Outer Rim, passing into a shallow section of the far less well-known territory known as Wild Space. Sometime early in the fourth hour, they left even that behind and crossed the hazy line into the Unknown Regions.
At which point, where they were or what exactly they were flying into was anyone’s guess.
Alile seemed to be...excited to be out here which confused everyone because no one was ever excited to end up here. Even her black canid, Rye, seemed excited as it paced around the cockpit.
But at last the wailing faded away, and a few minutes later the hyperspace sky collapsed into starlines and then into stars. “Maris?” Qennto’s voice called from the comm panel.
“We’re out,” she confirmed. “Running a location check now.”
“I’ll be right there.” Qennto said.
“Wherever we are, we’re a long way from home,” Car’das murmured, gazing out at a small but brilliant globular star cluster in the distance. “I’ve never seen anything like that from any of the Outer Rim worlds I’ve been to.”
“Me, neither,” Maris agreed soberly. “Hopefully, the computer can sort it out.”
The computer was still sifting data when Qennto reappeared on the bridge with Alile right behind him and she sat down on the second empty chair in the cockpit. Car’das had made sure to be back at his own station by then. “Nice cluster,” the big man commented as he dropped into his seat. “Any systems nearby?”
“Closest one’s about a quarter light-year directly ahead.” Maris said, pointing.
Qennto grunted and punched at his board. “Let’s see if we can make it,” he said. “Backup hyperdrive should still have enough juice for a jump that short.”
“Can’t we work on the ship just as well out here?” Car’das asked.
“I don’t like interstellar space,” Qennto said distractedly as he set up the jump. “It’s dark and cold and lonely. Besides, that system up there might have a nice planet or two.”
“Which means a possible source of supplies, in case we end up staying longer than we expect.” Maris explained.
“Or a possible place to settle down away from the noise and fluster of the Republic for a while.” Qennto added.
Car’das felt his throat tighten. “You don’t mean—?”
“No, he doesn’t,” Maris assured him. “Rak always talks about getting away from it all whenever he’s in trouble with someone.”
“He must talk that way a lot.” Car’das muttered.
“What was that?” Qennto asked.
“Nothing.”
From the corner of Car'das' eyes he saw Alile shoot him a smirk before she looked away.
“Didn’t think so. Here we go.” There was a screech, more genteel than the sound from the Bargain Hunter’s main hyperdrive, and the stars stretched out into starlines.
Silently, Car’das counted off the seconds to himself, fully expecting the backup hyperdrive to crash at any time. But it didn���t, and after a few tense minutes the starlines collapsed again to reveal a small yellow sun directly ahead.
“There we go,” Qennto said approvingly. “All the comforts of home. You figure out yet where we are, Maris?”
“Computer’s still working on it,” Maris said. “But it looks like we’re about two hundred fifty light-years into Unknown Space.” She lifted her eyebrows at him. “I’m thinking we’re going to have a stack of late-delivery penalties when we finally get to Comra.”
“Oh, you worry too much,” Qennto chided. “It won’t take more than a day or two to fix the hyperdrive. If we push it a little, we shouldn’t be more than a week overdue.”
Car’das suppressed a grimace. Pushing the hyperdrive, if he recalled correctly, was what had wrecked the thing to begin with.
There was a twitter from the comm. “We’re being hailed.” He reported, frowning as he keyed it on. He threw a look at the visual displays, searching for their unknown caller—
And felt his whole body go rigid. “Qennto!” He snapped. “It’s—”
He was cut off by a deep rumbling chuckle from the comm. “So, Dubrak Qennto,” an all-too-familiar voice rumbled in Huttese. “You think you can escape me so easily?”
“You call that easy?” Qennto muttered as he keyed his transmitter. “Oh, hi, Progga,” he said. “Look, like I told you before, I can’t let you have these furs. I’ve already contracted with Drixo—”
“Ignore the furs,” Progga cut in. “Show me your hidden treasure hoard.”
Qennto frowned at Maris. “My what?”
“Do not play the fool,” Progga warned, his voice going an octave deeper. “I know your sort. You do not simply run from something, but run rather to something else. This is the lone star system along this vector; and behold, you are here. What could you have run to but a secret base and treasure hoard?”
Qennto muted the transmitter. “Car’das, where is he?”
“A hundred kilometers off the starboard bow,” Car’das told him, his hands shaking as he ran a full scan on the distant Hutt ship. “And he’s coming up fast.”
“Maris?”
“Whatever you did to shut down the hyperdrive, you did a great job,” she said tightly. “It’s completely locked. We’ve still got the backup, but if we try to run and he tracks us again—”
“And he will,” Qennto growled. Taking a deep breath, he switched the transmitter back on. “It wasn’t like that, Progga,” he said soothingly. “We were just trying to—”
“Enough!” the Hutt bellowed. “Lead me to this base. Now.”
“There isn’t any base,” Qennto insisted. “This is the Unknown Regions. Why would I set up a base out here?”
Car'das saw the ever silent Alile shift in response to Qennto's words but she didn't say anything and when she noticed Car'das looking at her, she ceased her movement and stared right back at him until he looked away. Her gold eyes were piercing and intense, not many people could return her stare.
A light flashed on Car’das’ proximity sensor. “Incoming!” He snapped, his eyes darting back and forth among the displays as he searched for the source of the attack.
“Where?” Qennto snapped back.
Car’das had it now, coming from directly beneath the Bargain Hunter: a long, dark missile arrowing straight toward them. “There.” He said, pointing a finger straight down as he stared at the display.
The other three missed the flash of recognition that went through Alile's gold eyes before the look vanished, to replace by surprise.
It was only then that his brain caught up with the fact that this wasn’t the vector a missile would take from the approaching Hutt ship. He was opening his mouth to point that out when the missile burst open, its nose ejecting a wad of some kind of material. The wad began to expand as it cleared the shards of its container, opening like a fast-blooming flower into a filmy wall stretching over a kilometer across.
“Power off!” Qennto snapped, lunging across his board to the row of master power switches. “Hurry!”
“What is it?” Car’das asked, grabbing for his board’s own set of cutoffs.
“A Connor net, or something like it.” Qennto gritted out.
“What, that size?” Car’das asked in disbelief.
“Just do it.” Qennto snarled. Status lights were winking red and going out now as the three of them raced against the incoming net.
The net won. Car’das had made it through barely two-thirds of his switches when the rippling edges came into sight around the sides of the hull. They folded themselves inward, curling around toward the bridge—
“Close your eyes.” Maris warned.
Car’das squeezed his eyes shut. Even through the lids he saw a hint of the brilliant flash as the net dumped its high voltage current into and through the ship, sending a brief coronal tingling across his skin. '
And when he carefully opened his eyes again, every light that had still been glowing across the bridge had gone dark.
The Bargain Hunter was dead.
Through the canopy came a flicker of light from the direction of the Hutt ship. “Looks like they got Progga, too.” He said, his voice sounding unnaturally loud in the sudden silence.
“I doubt it,” Qennto rumbled. “His ship’s big enough to have cap drains and other stuff to protect him from tricks like this.”
“Ten to one he’ll fight, too,” Maris murmured, her voice tight.
“Oh, he’ll fight, all right,” Qennto said heavily. “He’s way too stupid to realize that anyone who can make a Connor net that big will have plenty of other tricks up his sleeve.”
A multiple blaze of green blasterfire erupted from the direction of the Hutt ship. It was answered by brilliant blue flashes vectoring in from three different directions, fired from ships too small or too dark to see at the Bargain Hunter’s range. “You think whoever this is might get so busy with Progga that they’ll forget about us?” Maris asked hopefully.
“I don’t think so.” Car’das said, gesturing out the canopy at the small gray spacecraft that had taken up position with its nose pointed at the freighter’s portside flank. It was about the size of a shuttle or heavy fighter, built in a curved, flowing design of a sort he’d never seen before. “They’ve left us a guard.”
“Figures,” Qennto said, glancing once at the alien ship and then turning back to the green and blue flashes. “Fifty says Progga lasts at least fifteen minutes and takes one of his attackers with him.”
Neither of the others took him up on the bet, Alile just rolled her eyes and shook her head. Car’das watched the fight, wishing he had his sensors back. He’d read a little about space battle tactics in school, but the attackers’ methodology didn’t seem to fit with anything he could remember. He was still trying to figure it out when, with a final salvo of blue light, it was over.
“Six minutes,” Qennto said, his voice grim. “Whoever these guys are, they’re good.”
“You don’t recognize them, either?” Maris asked, looking out at their silent guard.
“I don’t even recognize the design,” he grunted, popping his restraints and standing up. “Let’s go check on the damage, see if we can at least get her ready for company. Car’das, Nerys, you stay here and mind the store.”
“Me?” Car’das asked, feeling his stomach tighten. “But what if they— you know— signal us?”
Alile just nodded her head as she moved to the pilot's seat, her gold eyes scanning the console.
“What do you think?” Qennto grunted as he and Maris headed aft. “You answer them.”
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Hello friends, brothers, comrades and strangers.
I have a question for all of you. And what would Admiral Ar'Alani and Mrs. Ferasi, that is, Maris Ferasi, look like if they were together. And besides, Aristocra Rurr' ohazes'sabosen too. It would be great if someone could draw something like that. Thank you for your attention.
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Outbound Flight (2006) but it is vines
#i am aware that i spelt vagaari wrong#and darth sidious#but c'est la vie#this should run in a vaguely chronological order#but let it also be known that i didn't double check the time line of events so it's not gonna be perfect#star wars#thrawn#anakin skywalker#obi-wan kenobi#maris ferasi#qento#jorj car'das#jorus c'baoth#lorana jinzler#ar'alani#thrass#outbound flight#thrawn ascendancy
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I do not remember what I posted, I can repeat
it's a crossover between the phantom of the opera, the monster in paris, and outbound flight
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He taught her well. So well that he’s now confused by the offers she makes him in Cheunh and pretends he can’t understand her.
#EU Thrawn#Maris Ferasi#Thrawn#Star Wars EU#Outbond Flight#Chisstober#Chiss#Language#Mitth'raw'nuruodo
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outbound flight is still my favorite eu novel 😌
#my art#star wars#outbound flight#jorj car'das#thrawn#maris ferasi#qennto is not in the picture bc he sucks n i hate him fdsfsag#also ignore the backround its nonsense
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One Shots Masterlist
Thrawn
☆Our mundane evening 🔞 - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn make you cum multiple times with his hand alone to calm his nerves
☆Isekaied - 2 - Thrawn&Eli&gn!reader - You woke up in an unknown room, in an unknown ship, in an unknown galaxy
☆Frolicking at night 🔞- Thrawnxf!reader - You mock Thrawn in his white jacket and earn a passionate night
☆At the dark of the night🔞- Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn edges you all night, testing your limits
☆Pick your laurels - Trawnxf!reader - After a hunt of seven years, you catched your enemies, Thrawn can’t wait to celebrate with you
☆Love lock 🔞- Thrawnxf!reader - You love to look at your Grand Admiral in his collar and leash, but tonight he feels insolent...
☆Chief Technicians - 2 -Thrawnxgn!reader - A shy and stuttering reader has to explain themself to Thrawn and Pryce
☆Thraro - ThrawnxKaryn Faro - Karyn discovers Thrawn during one of his down time...
☆Tarkin's daugther - Thrawnxf!reader - You're present when the Chimaera is attacked by the Purggils and you must do something
☆My rightful place is with you - Thrawnxgn!reader - You followed Morgan Elsbeth in her quest to find Thrawn and finally, the Chimaera appears
☆It's a long way home - Thrawn&Daughter!reader - Who are those strange people your dad welcomed inside the Chimaera, and why the Great Mothers are here too?
☆Sparring session - Thrawnxgn!reader - You got such an atrocious level in one on one combat Thrawn has no choice but to give you a lesson
☆Happy St Valentine🔞- Thrawnxf!reader - You peg Thrawn, happy St Valentine!
☆The team - Thrawn&gn!child!reader - You find back your dad after 10 years
☆Two alone - Thrawnxgn!reader - Thrawn manages to have you alone for himself
☆Waking up the old dragon🔞 - Thrawnxf!reader - You find Thrawn on Peridea and get some sweet sweet reunion sex
☆The decisive meeting - Thrawnxf!reader - You came to save Thrawn and have him meet his daughter
☆Ghosts of the past - Thrawn & Maris Ferasi - Maris is now a bounty hunter and received the order to shoot a certain Grand Admiral
☆Don't push your luck🔞 - Thrawnxgn!reader - Thrawn is angry and takes you roughly on the bed
☆For a dance with you - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn declares you his love on a romantic balcony
☆The artist - Thrawnxm!reader - Thrawn commanded you a portrait and came to receive it
☆To have you in my lowest moments -Thrawnxgn!reader -You’re in the middle of an hallucination when Thrawns comes home
☆Here and back again - Thrawnxfamily - Thrawn finally come back to his familly in the Ascendancy
☆Let me feel you - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn comes back from a mission and missed you dearly
☆ Keeping you at arm's reach 🔞 - Thrawnxf!reader - Konstantine keep preying on you until Thrawn slides in to help you
☆My good girl 🔞- Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn draws out multiple orgasms out of you and praises you for it
☆To have you both in my arms - Thrawnxfamily - Thrawn comes back to the Asceandancy and meets his daughter
☆The announcement - Thrawn&MorganElsbeth - Thrawn learns he is a father of a ten years old daughter via Morgan
☆The long depart - Part 2 -Thrawnxf!reader - You're a jedi wife of Thrawn and in exile with him because of Bridger.
☆The birth of a Father’s love - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn comes home with another toy for your unborn baby
☆Beyond the galaxies - Thrawnxf!reader - You chased Thrawn after his exile to finally meet him in the Empire
☆Dance of the bodies - Thrawnxf!reader - You’re a spy of the rebellion and seduce Thrawn through a dance to get access to his precious datacards
☆Leap of faith🔞 -Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn wants to try something new in the bedroom
☆Let’s spice things up a bit✨ - Thrawn & Eli & Karyn -Eli and Karyn are determined to make Thrawn laugh and they invite him to a party
☆A warm welcome🔞- ThrawnxAr’alani - Thrawn comes back to the Ascendancy victorious but Ar’alani gives him the cold shoulder....
☆Taken prisonner - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn is taken prisonner by a feisty ennemy
☆Untold desires 🔞- Part 2 🔞 - Thrawnxf!reader - Where Thrawn confesses his desire for children and a peculiar kink
☆To love and protect - Che’ri & Thalias & Thrawn - Che’ri doesn’t come back fully form her trance but Thrawn has a solution
☆Take the jab - Thrawnxgn!reader - You bandage your idiot of Grand Admiral
☆As trust binds us - Thrawnxf!reader - You find a stunning lady doing puppy eyes to Thrawn, is your couple in danger?
☆Consequences - ThrawnxGN!reader - Your superior tries to blame you for his incompetence, Thrawn has none of it.
☆He's always behind you - ThrawnxF!reader - A new partner breaks up with you and you don't know why, you come to Thrawn to cry.
☆The Miracle cast upon us - ThrawnxF!reader - You learn a wonderful news, a real Miracle for your couple.
☆Fly me far away - Part 2 🔞- ThrawnxF!reader - You're a whore in the prostitute district, when a Grand Admiral comes with an enticing proposition.
☆Reunion - Thrawn&Borika - During a mission Thrawn and Eli will meet a certain woman, shocking everyone present
☆I almost lost you - ThrawnxF!reader - Thrawn welcomes his rescue team but you seem displeased to see him after all this time, what did he do ?
☆The good sesh - Thrawn&GN!reader - Thrawn calls you to help him get home after a good sesh
☆A siren's call - ThrawnxF!OC - Thrawn caught a siren and listens to her every evening
☆Emperor Thrawn🔞 - ThrawnxF!reader - You're relaxing in the Bath House of the palace, directing an orgy of slaves, when your husband comes home.
☆Get clawed🔞 - ThrawnxF!reader - You’re taken prisonner by your long lost lover
☆Chronic illness - ThrawnxGN!reader - Your symptoms start acting up again and Thrawn visits you at the med bay
☆Sugar daddy Thrawn - Thrawnxf!reader -How you met your sugar daddy
☆Panick Attack - Thrawnxf!reader - You have a panic attack but Thrawn is here to help
☆We’re really in it - Thrawnxf!reader -You’re a jedi helping Ezra to overthrow Thrawn but the Chimaera crashed...
☆Basic instincts 🔞 - Thrawnxf!reader - Thrawn is drugged at a party and needs you to relieve him
☆Searching for your way 🔞- Part 2 🔞 - Part 3 - ThrawnxF!reader - You're Stranded on a isolated planet with you enemi : Grand Admiral Thrawn. How will you survive?
☆Thrawn behavior - ThrawnxF!reader - You're worrying about your relationship with your fiance, a discussion is in order.
☆Finally reunited - ThrawnxF!reader - You're finally reunited with Thrawn after 6 long months
☆Enoch's pov - ThrawnxF!reader & Uncle Enoch - How Enoch would react to Thrawn having a baby? Will it not disturb him from their true goal?
☆Yandere Thrawn's rut 🔞 - ThrawnxF!reader - Your sweet boyfriend just loses his mind seemingly out of nowhere and takes you savagely.
☆Snowy retreat - ThrawnxF!reader - You see snow for the first time during a vacation with Thrawn.
☆A Father's duty - ThrawnxDaughter!reader - You come to your dad in tears because your pet snake stopped moving
☆Late night delights 🔞- ThrawnxF!reader - Thrawn wakes up in rut and incredibly uncomfortable, but will you help him?
☆The cabin 🔞 - ThrawnxF!reader - You're on vacation with Thrawn in the a snowey cabin lost in a forest.
☆A closet full of secrets 🔞 - ThrawnxF!reader - Thrawn is tensed and moody and the whole bridge can feel it.
☆On thin ice - ThrawnxF!reader - You expose your plan to Thrawn who appears terribly displeased
☆It's been a while, sister of mine - Thrawn&F!reader - After flying after your husband, you had to settle in this new Empire an meet your brother in law again.
Thurfian
☆The stray cat 🔞- Part 2 🔞- Thurfianxf!reader - You push the buttons of the Mitth Patriarch and pay the consequences
☆Sugar Daddy Thurfian - Thurfianxf!reader - You become the new baby of Thurfian
Ar'alani
☆Strip tease - Ar’alanixf!reader - You dance for your lover
☆Nice mornings are a gift from the warrior - Ar'alanixThrawn - Ar'alani wakes up naked in her bed with Thrawn holding her tenderly
☆The admiral of my heart - Ar’alanixf!reader - A nice end of shift with your dear love
☆Yandere Ar'alani - Ar'alanixF!reader - Ar'alani discovers she is more found of you than first expected.
☆What happens behind closed doors - Ar'alanixF!reader - You end up drunk and Ar'alani helps you to your cabin.
Samakro
☆Home sweet home 🔞 - SamakroxF!reader - Samakro comes back home for his leave and find you as teasing and impertinent as ever
Thrass
☆Let's give you a chance - ThrassxF!reader - Thrass never thought about going on a date with an alien, but you're a cute little human.
Eli Vanto
☆Stress solution - ElixGN!reader - Working on the Chimaera is mentally taxing, but your lover is always here to help relieve you
☆Bound to you 🔞- Elixf!reader - You find out you’re pregnant, but how to tell it to Eli?
☆Massage works in mysterious ways 🔞 - Elixf!reader - Eli is so good at giving massages
☆ Uncle Eli settles everything - Eli&f!reader - Your teacher is clearly against you but uncle Eli is here to help!
☆Yandere Eli - ElixF!reader - What if Eli was a Yandere?
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Timothy Zahn would like to bring Maris back!
Timothy Zahn would like to bring Maris Ferasi back! Oh yes - PLEASE!
This is from an interview from 2016:
You know, everyone talks about Mara Jade and Thrawn, but if you could pick another one of your original characters to canonize, who would it be and how would you like to see them used?
Another character—the obvious one would be [smuggler] Talon Karrde. Actually, though, what I would like to see—and I thought about doing a trilogy before [the] Legends [changeover] was done—I’ve forgotten her name, but the young woman in Outbound Flight who becomes very close to Thrawn. I had an idea where she would eventually work with the Rebel Alliance using some of Thrawn’s techniques and details and such. That will never come to pass now. But I would like to see—she has some good possibilities. Bringing her back would be interesting.
Source: https://www.dailydot.com/parsec/star-wars-timothy-zahn-expanded-universe-awesome-con-interview/
The fangirl in me is overjoyed. I totally ship Thrawn/Maris!!! They would be such a great pair. Perhaps he can include her in his new trilogy! Fingers crossed! :)
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A series of miniature portraits of characters from the Legends Thrawn-centric books I drew during the Winter fandom battle on diary.ru:
1. Nuso Esva
2. Chaf'orm'bintrano
3. Lorana Jinzler
4. Kres'ten'tarthi
5. Mitth'ras'safis
6. Maris Ferasi (We know she was black haired, and her name sounds kind of Middle Eastern, so... Her looks are also kinda inspired by Jessye Norman, as Maris had always given me those Senta vibes. I pray for a Flying Dutchman Thrawn/Maris AU)
#nuso esva#chaf'orm'bintrano#Lorana Jinzler#Kres'ten'tarthi#Mitth'ras'safis#Maris Ferasi#Thrawn#drawing#Illustration#my art
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Keep having this idea about Thrawn having a daughter with Maris Ferasi. However, said daughter, being a halfbreed, is bullied and ostracized throughout her life. Later she and her mother discover Thrawn has returned from the Unknown Regions, but he pretty much cuts all ties with them. For their protection. Then Thrawn dies by Rukh so any chance of him actually being a part of their life is forever gone.
The daughter (I'll call her Terral) resents her mother for sleeping with an alien; her life would be much better if she was fully human. Her relationship with some relatives would also be temultous with some believing her existence is proof Maris will sleep with anything and anyone.
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Star Wars Thoughts (3/9/19)
Something I do not like about Outbound Flight is that not only does Maris cross the border between idealism and child-like naivete, but they actually treat her like a child by encouraging that naivete, which is not something you should do with an actual child. They didn’t tell her the truth about the real purpose of the smuggling or about what happened to Outbound Flight.
Thrawn points out that they were wrong to not tell her the truth about the type of smuggling they were doing, but then he does a 180 at the end.
In the beginning it was so obvious that Quennto was a toxic boyfriend (a person should never tell another person to not think), and I thought she must be a bad person too if she’s in a relationship with someone like that. But having her be naive to the truth and never seeing that she was wrong is worse than that.
Also it’s possible to have a crush on someone without coming off as a schoolgirl.
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Maris Ferasi: What is this place, anyway?
Jorj Car'das: I don't know. This whole sector is uncharted.
Dubrak Qennto: It's not uncharted; you lost the chart!
#Maris Ferasi#Jorj Car'das#Dubrak Qennto#outbound flight#Star Wars#Star Wars Legends#incorrect star wars quotes#original: futurama
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