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Tales of the Third Brother.

The command deck was quiet, save for the distant hiss of the ventilation systems and the rhythmic hum of the starship's core. Grand Admiral Thrawn and Moff Wilhuff Tarkin stood as their gazes drifted amongst the galaxy beyond the expansive window, their conversation private, low.

"A shame," Tarkin muttered, eyes fixed on the star-streaked void, "though not an unexpected one. The Grand Inquisitor has disappointed the Empire before."

Thrawn nodded slightly. "His fear exceeded his discipline. A fatal imbalance."

Tarkin hummed. "And now we are left without a blade sharp enough to keep the remnants of the Jedi buried. Lord Vader will not want to suffer failure again."

Thrawn’s gaze flicked toward Tarkin, crimson eyes narrowing just slightly. "Then perhaps it is time we looked to someone who does not fail."

Tarkin raised an eyebrow. "You speak of a replacement?"

“I do.”

There was a pause.

Tarkin’s voice was laced with skepticism. “I assume you're referring to one of the Inquisitors… perhaps the Fifth Sister? Or has the Ninth Brother finally learned how to follow orders without a trail of collateral?”

Thrawn offered the faintest trace of a smirk. “No. I speak of the Third Brother. Rona Resyk.”

Tarkin scoffed lightly, turning his head. “He’s reckless. Uncontrolled.. dangerous.”

“He is all of those things,” Thrawn said, “but only to those who stand in his way.”

Tarkin said nothing, clearly unconvinced.

So, Thrawn stepped forward, his tone shifting—quieter now, more deliberate. “There was once when the Third Brother had found a settlement of surviving Jedi. A hidden enclave. Well fortified. Isolated. Cloaked in the Force. It had gone undetected for nearly a decade.”

Tarkin’s eyes narrowed. “And what happened to them?”

“Only corpses were left in his wake. By the time command picked up the distress signal, there were only bodies to investigate. Dozens of them. Some cut down mid-meditation. Others cornered in the lower catacombs where they thought they could hide. None escaped.”

He let that sink in.

Tarkin turned away from the viewport, arms folded. “And he did this alone?”

“Entirely alone. Without backup. Without orders,” Thrawn said. “He tracked them through whispers in the Force. He broke their minds before their bodies. It was not a battle. It was a cleansing.”

Tarkin was quiet for a long moment.

“I’ve read the report,” he said at last. “It was... clinical. Almost too clinical to believe.”

Thrawn’s eyes gleamed. “He writes them himself. Every detail—every kill. He wants us to understand what he is capable of.”

Tarkin's lips thinned into a grim line. “You’re suggesting we put a feral hound in charge of the pack.”

“I’m suggesting we put a predator where one is needed.”

Another silence passed.

Then Tarkin nodded slowly. “Perhaps it is time I met this Third Brother for myself. If he’s as precise as you claim... Lord Vader may take interest.”

Thrawn turned back toward the stars. “He will not disappoint.”

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spin this wheel of fanfic tags. this will be the theme of your day tomorrow.

Bust Commission for @luukeskywalker 😄

Something something her hope of going home is dwindling and overshadowed by her hope to save the universe as a jedi

Grim: yeah so I'm just going to wear the most normal outfit you've ever seen, yeah if I ended up back on Earth nobody would question my outfit

Grim, after Order 66: I MUST WEAR JEDI ROBES OR ARMOR OR I WILL DIE

while I was studying for the mcat 2 years ago, I drew some self-motivators after every practice test :)

and now that I've got an interview tomorrow for my dream school, I drew em again!!

these are how my self-pep talks went btw. they went uh.. two very distinct ways.

and of course, a very special guest :)

wish me luck!!! <3

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2 Years Of TCWGANV DTIYS Challenge

In exactly 2 months from now it'll have been 2 years since I began TCWGANV, marking what I count as its anniversary. This year to celebrate this milestone, I am hosting a do this in your style challenge.

To enter this challenge you can either draw your favorite scene from The Clone Wars Gets A New Victim, or if you haven't read it yet and still want to participate in this challenge then you can draw one of the four scenes depicted in this post.

On October 19th, the two year anniversary of TCWGANV, I will pick the winner of the challenge.

(Rules & Prizes under the cut)

Rules:

The scene has to be from The Clone Wars Gets A New Victim, how you draw it and what scene you draw is completely up to you, but it has to be from the fic.

Use #2yearstcwganv & tag me in your post.

Prizes:

1st Place) A painting of a CANON (either live action or animated) character of your choice OR a rendered full body drawing of a character of your choice

2nd Place) A rendered half body drawing of a character of your choice

3rd Place) A rendered portrait of a character of your choice

Have fun and May The Force Be With You!

Tag List (let me know if you want to be added or removed) : @padme--amygdala @soclonely @mrfandomwars @jgvfhl @starlonkedd @milfspectre1 @togrutanduin @jedi-valjean @one-real-imonkey @traygaming @aiylasdrawings @keoxus  @dykerebel @veiled-in-stars @sentineljedi @spicysucculentz @amelia-song-pond @it-was-rose @saturnsokas @thejediprincessqueenofnaboo @veradragonjedi @arrthurpendragon

Reblog if Grim Kennet has ruined your reading comprehension and consumes your thoughts when you read the word grim used in a normal context

What in the hospital is that???? Nova???? You should get reimbursed for this that's criminal

I need everyone to see the abomination of a taco I got