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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars: Rebels, Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Thrawn Series - Timothy Zahn (2017) Rating: General Audiences Warnings: The Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Reader Characters: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Reader Additional Tags: One Shot, Short One Shot, POV First Person, Caff - Freeform, Thrawn can't cook, Silly, Day Off Summary:
I know I posted this already but I wanted to share it here again.
You and Thrawn make some crêpes.
Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars: Thrawn Series - Timothy Zahn (2017), Star Wars: Rebels Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings, No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Reader, Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo & Reader Characters: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Reader Additional Tags: Thrawn can't cook, Marriage Proposal, surprise proposal, ciNNAMON BUNS, no y/n Series: Part 2 of Thrawn can't cook Summary:
You two make some cinnamon buns and a few surprises happen as well.
I love this!!
"Can I have a Thrawn with a reader that treats him or any injuries? And maybe tease him a little while they do it?" -@obbicrystaleo
Thrawn x GN!reader
You shake your head before the display in front of you. How did we come to that? you wonder. The man sitting in the armchair in front of you remains silent and calm despite squeezing his lips in a thin line.
You jab a needle in Thrawn’s arm, he winces at your lack of gentleness.
-Come on now, a big guy like you should be able to take that, you tease.
He turns his head to you.
-Do not forget who you are talking to, Lieutenant commander, he speaks softly but firmly.
-Oh, I’m so sorry Grand Admiral Thrawn, I will try not to forget it next time you have another brilliant idea like that! You grin.
-My idea was perfect, he chides, the execution however, was lacking. I will have a talk with the responsibles officers.
You raise an eyebrow.
-You call that lacking? I call that a fiasco…
-You are harsh, lieutenant commander. We did not suffer any casualties and we got the intel we were looking for. This mission was a success.
You scoff. Getting stabbed by a war javelin in the chest is not a fiasco for him?
-If you say so…
You apply bandage over where you jabbed him and retrieve the bacta for his chest wound.
-Nevertheless it is the first time I see you wounded, you reluctantly admit, I wish I never did. You spread the healing jelly on his chest, a chance the wound is no more profound than that. A chance he was wearing his armor too.
-Are you saying you are worrying for me Lieutenant Commander? He teases back.
You shot him daggers.
- Yes, Grand Admiral. I do. It was reckless of you to go in the field with the Stormtroopers.
- I already told you: I share my warrior's battles, I will not remain hidden in the Chimaera while they fight for our cause, it is my duty of Grand Admiral.
-Your duty of a Grand Admiral is to stay alive and prepare tactics and battles, not to die on some stupid backward planet, you lose your temper. What would we have done if you really died back there?
-The rear admiral would have simply taken over, he placidly explains.
-Thrawn, I don’t find it funny, you berate him.
-Neither do I, he smiles sadly, but I am well and alive. Everything is fine…
He grazes your cheek and caresses it with his thumb. You press it against his palm, sighing.
- Promise me you will be more careful next time…
- I am always careful, but I cannot predict jeopardy in advance.
You stare into your lover’s shiny eyes.
What would you do if you lost this man?
You will surely retire from your military career, letting all those battles behind you and settle somewhere in a farm, away from all that.
-Well I order you to do it from now on, you decide.
-Alright, Lieutenant commander. He grins
You squeeze his chest bandage more than necessary to pinch the skin.
-What is that for? He exhales a painful laugh.
-That, is for making fun of me and my worries, mister Grand Admiral.
-I would never do that, he protests.
You tuts, dubious.
-I know you well, mister. You are not above that.
-Well loosen it a bit, it is hard to breathe.
-No! It is for your own good, Grand Admiral, you cheekily smile at him.
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Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: General Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo/Reader Characters: Thrawn | Mitth'raw'nuruodo, Reader Additional Tags: Winter, Cuddling & Snuggling
Thrawn Fanfics.
Sick Grand Admiral Thrawn X Personal Medic Reader
(note that anything that is italicized is Sy Bisti.)
You are working on some medical reports as you are one of the higher-ranking medics onboard the Chimaera. Suddenly you get a notification on your datapad ordering you to your boyfriend Grand Admiral Thrawn’s quarters. Frowning slightly you get up and make your way over to his quarters.
Walking to his office you see Governor Pryce standing outside his office door. “There you are (Y/N)! What took you so long?” She asks sort of rudely. Looking at her calmly you sigh heavily.
“I was busy filling out medical reports, what’s the situation?” You ask calmly and she looks at you and turns to the door.
“I don’t understand a word he’s saying, none of us can!” She complains annoyed and forces you inside the room. You nearly fall over by the rough shove. You huff annoyed by The shove and walk towards Thrawn.
“Hello, Grand Admiral Thrawn,” You greet with a small smile trying to give the illusion that you two aren’t a couple. You have a gut feeling he’s quite sick. Which is why he’s not speaking Basic.
Thrawn seems to be attempting to work on some data, but he’s struggling. He looks at you and gives a feeble and tired smile. “Hello, (Y/N),” He greets in Sy Bisti. You walk up to him and place a hand on his forehead.
“You’re running a really bad fever,” You say honestly and Thrawn frowns slightly in mild confusion. You repeat yourself in Sy Bisti.
“I’m not that sick, I’m just a little under the weather, Ch’ eo Vir” Thrawn tries to deny his ailment but you shake your head. You know he’s sick just by the fact he’s not even trying to speak in Basic.
“You are going to bed this is not up for debate as your personal medic, I’m ordering you to bed… Now!” You order firmly using your role as Thrawn’s personal medic to your advantage.
Thrawn sighs heavily and gets up a little wobbly on his feet. You quickly walk over and help him into his quarters which are just in the adjoining room. He leans on you heavily and luckily you both work out together and help each other get stronger.
You work on getting him out of his uniform and changed into some pyjamas. Once he’s in the pyjamas you work on getting him some medicine. “Will I need to take all of it?” he asks slightly childishly.
“If you want to get better and track down those nasty rebels you’ll need to take all your meds,” you say firmly and he pouts slightly. Which gets you to smile and pet his head slightly as he leans into your touch. Probably because feel cooler than him right now.
You start humming a lullaby from your homeworld in hopes of helping him sleep. He puts his head on your lap. “Your lap is so comfy,” he says tiredly and you smile at him.
“Love, I need to get your medication, so you can get better,” You tell him honestly and he pouts slightly not wanting to leave your lap. “When I get back with the medication you can sleep on my lap, does that work for you?” You ask and he nods his head tiredly.
He sighs as it’s clear that he is quite comfortable on your lap. “Be quick,” he orders and you nod your head and stand up from his bed and leave his quarters. Before you leave his office you put a note that Thrawn is sick and will be off-duty for a while.
Exiting Thrawn’s office you see Governor Pryce waiting for you. “Well, (Y/N) what is the problem with Thrawn? Why isn’t he speaking Basic?” She asks sounding slightly worried. It’s the first time you’ve heard her sound worried.
“He’s sick, I’m going to be treating him, but first I need to get him some medication from the infirmary,” You tell her honestly, Pryce frowns and looks at you with a bit of curiosity. Sighing heavily you look at her calmly. “Governor Pryce, He is a different species and has different needs than humans, his room is tailored to his needs and comforts and I am not going to alter the temperature of the infirmary for one patient,” You state firmly and she nods her head in understanding.
“I see, well make sure he gets better quickly,” She orders rudely and you nod your head. Walking quickly to the infirmary you collect some medication for Thrawn and your datapad knowing that you aren’t going to be able to leave his quarters once you get back.
As you swiftly make your way back to Thrawn’s quarters you see Agent Kallus walking towards you. “Medic (Y/N),” He greets you formally. You nod your head in greeting and he stops you. “Do you know when Thrawn will be back on his feet?” Kallus asks sounding slightly suspicious.
“I estimate that he may be down for about a week or so,” You inform him honestly and he nods his head. “Why do you need to know this?” You ask and he shrugs his shoulder.
“I’m just worried is all,” Kallus says but you feel like that might be a lie but you didn’t have time to speculate. You need to get back to your boyfriend and take care of him. He leaves and you continue on your way to Thrawn’s quarters.
Entering Thrawn’s quarters you see him sleeping sitting up with a blanket wrapped around him. You smile seeing him like this.
Walking over you gently shake him awake. “Love, I got your medicine,” You say softly so as not to scare him awake. He gently opens his eyes and pulls you into the blanket with him. “Love, take your medicine, then you can sleep in my lap,” you order, he groans slightly but complies.
Letting you go you take some medicine from your medic bag and hand it to him with some water. He takes the medicine and scowls at the taste of the liquid medicine. “Now can I sleep in your lap?” He asks sort of sheepishly and you nod your head.
You sit on his bed near the headrest and he lays on your lap, gently you begin petting his head and singing a lullaby from your homeworld. He yawns as he listens to you sing and soon falls asleep in your lap.
Thrawn sleeping peacefully is quite a sight and you know that you are very lucky to be the one he feels comfortable enough to leave himself vulnerable and exposed. You know this trust is not easily earned. And you feel very special to be that one person he trusts the most.
Leaning back against the headrest you yawn feeling tired and soon you doze off to sleep. Knowing that you are both safe and that you both take care of each other.
Thank you so much it's so cute!!!!
Hello... I hope you are well... I would love to see Thrawn with a reader who loves to cook meals for Thrawn when he is home. OR
Thrawn trying to cook the reader a meal and accidentally burning it slightly as he can't cook?
Which ever one you want... I love your work!!!
It's very short but very sweet <3
ThrawnxGN!reader
Thrawn always woke up early, way before you, but you’re always the one cooking breakfast.
And that is bugging him, he is not a kid to be pampered and should take on his share of the house chores!
That is what responsible couples do.
So this morning he woke up with the firm intent to cook you breakfast and give it to you in bed. He leaned towards you to kiss your forehead like a blessing and head to the kitchen.
Having the will is a good thing, but he knows no recipes…
In fact, all your utensils are quite… intimidating. You got some blades, are they really just for cooking? He takes one knife to weigh it up, get familiar with it. Such a beautiful blade.
He observed you so many times, he should be able to cook something, this is just chemistry and common sense.
He opens the cabinet and choses a cookbook that inspires him. He leafs through it, observing the pictures of the dishes until he finds something engaging. Following a recipe shouldn't be too hard, he is a soldier, he learnt to obey.
He got this!
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You flare your nose, opening your eyes.
What’s that smell?
It smells… Burning! You jump out of bed in a panic, expecting to discover the apartment in flames but instead you discover Thrawn in front of a burned dish, his chin between his fingers like he is investigating something.
“Thrawn!” You let out.
He turns his head to you and nods to you as a greeting.
“Good morning, Cha’cah. You are awake sooner than I hoped for.”
“I smelt like fire.”
“It appears I made a mistake by following this recipe. I am trying to discover what got wrong.”
“But… You never cook…” You advance towards him while closing your nightgown, he really burned it to the crisp.
He sighs, admitting defeat.
“I wanted to help you. You always cook for the both of us and I wanted to return the favor.”
“Oh Thrawn, that is so sweet. You didn’t burn yourself I hope?” You worry.
“I am well. Today’s breakfast cannot say the same.”
“This is inedible. We will need to start all over.”
He looks really disappointed, which is rare.
“I am truly sorry. It appears by wanting to help you I instead aggravated your workload.”
“It is okay, sweety.” You raise on your toes to kiss his cheek, “We can cook together. I will show you how it is done.”
You take out the vegetables and hand them to him to wash them while you sharpen the blades. You demonstrate to him how to cut an onion and a tomato and let him do it while you take care of the meat. You sauté the meat pieces with virgin oil while he adds the vegetables. You then instruct him on how to do the sauce with cream and spices.
He does well, better than his first attempt. You congratulate him and pour the sauce before stepping back and letting him manage the cooking. He sautés the dish expertly but you remain over his shoulder to oversee the process.
“A little more…” you declare, tasting a bite, “We are close.”
He mixes the dish with a spatula, letting it bubble for five minutes before turning the fire down.
“Well done, Thrawn!” You applaud cheerfully, “Your first dish!”
“Almost. You helped a lot.” He corrects.
“Of course, it was your first time. I wouldn’t force you to jump in the deep end.”
“I would like to be able to do it on my own.” He says serving breakfast in plates.
“We will have plenty of occasions, love. And thank you again for wanting to help.” you take his hand on the table with eyes spilling love.
“Any time, Cha’cah. It was my pleasure.”
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Crêpes
You and Thrawn make some Crêpes and you learn Thrawn can't cook.
The cool air is quite nice since it’s becoming spring, the nice cool air is better than the bitter cold of winter air. You stand outside on your balcony with a nice warm cup of caff. It’s difficult to wipe the smile from your face as today is the day you get to cook with none other than your love, Thrawn.
You are slowly sipping your caff you think of what you could possibly make today. Suddenly it hits you, Crêpe! You and Thrawn could make crepes, they are so versatile, they can be sweet or savoury. Plus it’s simple!
As you think of all the crépes you could make with Thrawn. Your thoughts are interrupted by a knock on the door. Excitedly you put the cup of caff down and rush over to the door. You stop take a few calming breaths and open the door.
“Hello, my love,” You greet him happily and give him a giant hug. He chuckles and hugs you back gently. “Hello, Ch'eo vir,” He greets back softly. Backing away you take his hand and pull him into the apartment.
“I assume you want us to cook today,” Thrawn says with a small smile on his face. You smile brightly and nod your head. “What is it that you have in mind?” He asks, you notice that he’s looking at your discarded caff.
He walks into the kitchen and waits for you to join him. You walk over and kiss his cheek. “I think we should make Crêpes,” You declare to him and he nods his head. “I have had Crêpes but I have never made them, Ch'eo vir,” He says calmly yet curiously.
“Well, Today is your lucky day!” You add happily while you take out the ingredients and make sure that you have everything. “I have a recipe if you need it,” You say and take out an old recipe book. Thrawn nods his head and carefully watches you with an expression that you don’t recognize.
Looks as though he is hesitant to cook. You smile and offer your hand to him. “Come on, my love, it’s just Crêpes,” You say comfortingly he seems to relax a little. You quietly watch as he reads the recipe.
You begin to measure some of the ingredients. You turn and see him beginning to measure the rest of the ingredients. “Put them in separate things then we’ll mix them together,” You explain before Thrawn just throws everything into one bowl. He frowns but follows your instructions.
Once you have your Mise en place for the Crêpes. You carefully preheat the stovetop and place two pans on them. “Okay, now we combine the ingredients, following the recipe,” You explain and Thrawn seems slightly hesitant again. You gently put your hand on his shoulder.
“You can do this,” You say comfortingly he nods his head and his confidence is back on his face. As the two of you mix the batter together, you end up making a slight mess as Thrawn boops your nose with batter on his finger and you try to get him back. After a few seconds, you both stop and end up laughing at each other covered in batter.
“We should make the Crêpes,” You say childishly and Thrawn nods his head. As carefully cook your Crêpes you smell something burning, you quickly turn and see Thrawn burning his Crêpes “THRAWN!” You scream in shock turn down the heat of his burner and take the pan off the heat. He looks at you rather confused.
“Did I do it wrong, Ch'eo vir?” He asks and you sigh heavily. “My love you need to keep it on low to medium heat,” You explain calmly and he tilts his head in confusion.
“I thought all things were cooked on high heat?” Thrawn says rather innocently and you smile at him and shake your head. He has no idea how to cook Crêpes. “Thrawn, crêpes are something you cook on low to medium heat, plus they are rather thin because they are made with a batter so they cook rather quickly,” You explain calmly.
Thrawn nods his head. “My apologies,” He says looking away slightly as though he is embarrassed. You place your hand under his chin and make him look at you. “It’s okay, mistakes happen, my love,” you say with a feeble smile. He smiles back with his own feeble smile.
“Now come on, I’ll teach you,” You offer and he nods his head. You take some batter carefully put it in the pan and swirl it around till the bottom is covered, you wait for a few seconds and then carefully flip it over and let the other side cook you transfer it to a plate.
You look at Thrawn and see that he’s observing carefully as though he’s observing an art piece.
“Okay, we have two Crêpe,” You say, he nods his head and begins making the Crêpes the same way you did. After a few minutes, you guys have two plates stacked with Crêpes.
“How do you make them sweet?” Thrawn asks looking at you with a slight smile. You move to the fridge and take out some fruits and berries, along with some whipped cream. He smiles and you both start making different types of sweet crépes.
After you and Thrawn finish making two Crêpes each, you put the rest of the Crêpes away. You suddenly feel Thrawn’s arms around your waist. “Ch'eo vir, come eat before I eat your crêpes,” Thrawn whispers in your ear and lets go of you.
You quickly turn around and pout at him. “You wouldn’t!” You say jokingly and he smiles and passes you your crépes. “You don’t know,” He says teasingly. You take your plate and begin eating your Crêpes. Thrawn sits beside you and he starts eating his Crêpes.
When you both finish he looks at you with a smile. “Thank you for teaching me how to make Crêpes,” He thanks calmly but also sweetly and you kiss his cheek again. “No problem my love,” You say happily.
He kisses you on the cheek. “I like Crêpes but I bet you are sweeter,” He whispers and swiftly stands up. You stare at him for a few seconds before you swiftly follow him to your room.
Cinnamon Buns
You and Thrawn make some Cinnamon buns
You are sitting in your apartment drinking some caff, you patiently waiting for your partner Thrawn to get home from the Navy base. It’s so exciting to have him home even if it’s just for a short period of time. The food you two could eat together then it hits you. Cinnamon buns!
Yes, they are slightly more complicated than crepes but it would be amazing. The idea of teaching Thrawn to cook and bake is quite nice. For once you can teach him some things. You can’t help but smile as you drink your caff.
Suddenly there is a knock on the door, you get up and rush over to the front door. Opening it you see your partner Thrawn standing in the doorway with a bouquet of flowers. “These are for you, Ch’ eo Vir,” Thrawn says with a slight blush on his face. You smile and kiss his cheek.
“Thank you, my love,” You say happily as you take the bouquet and then pull him inside. “My love, guess what we are making today!” you say excitedly and Thrawn gives a rare small smile.
“I do not know, what is it this time? And as I thought you might want to cook something,” Thrawn says slightly happy yet curious. You smile and hug him tightly then move away with your back turned to him.
“We are baking today. We are making some cinnamon buns,” You say excitedly turning to him. And He seems happy to see you happy. “It’s going to be so fun!” you add and Thrawn nods his head.
But you notice that he has a slightly worried look on his face. “Don’t worry, my love, we are going to follow a recipe,” you say comfortingly and this seems to calm him slightly.
You walk over to the kitchen to begin working on the Mise en place for the cinnamon buns. Thrawn just watches silently and you give him the task of making the filling for the cinnamon buns. He smiles slightly sheepishly and begins making the filling while you work on the dough.
“Ch’ eo Vir, have you ever thought of marriage?” Thrawn asks suddenly and you look at him confused this was rather sudden.
“Of course, I’d marry you, there is no one else in the whole galaxy who compares to you,” You say honestly, the idea makes you blush. Was he going to ask you to marry him, someday? You turn your focus back to the dough.
Thrawn remains quiet as he starts working on the filling then he spills the cinnamon all over the counter. “Oh dear,” he says and you shake your head slightly amused and hug him. You start helping him clean up the cinnamon. “I’m sorry, Ch’ eo Vir,” Thrawn apologizes and you shake your head.
“It happens, besides, what’s the point of baking if you don’t make a bit of a mess,” You say jokingly which gets a smile from him. You both finish cleaning up the cinnamon and then the timer for the dough goes off.
You start to spread out the dough and you carefully help him make filling and he seems rather happy to have your help. Thrawn starts to spread the filling on the dough. You watch him and he seems to having a good time. Once he is done you both roll it up and cut the dough into individual pieces and put them in the pan you set aside for this.
As you go to put them in the oven Thrawn begins cleaning up the rest of the kitchen. You already preheated the oven to the right temperature. You place them in and help Thrawn clean the mess you two made in the kitchen.
“Ch’ eo Vir, I …” Thrawn starts but he seems hesitant, you look at him and place a hand on his shoulder comfortingly and give him the same comfort in your smile.
“My love, I love you, what is the matter?” You ask him and he lets out a breath you think he didn’t know he was holding. He looks at you a slightly fearful look in his eyes.
“I don’t want to lose you, Ch’eo Vir, and I don’t know how much longer I can take being away from you,” He says his voice cracking ever so slightly. You hug him tightly and kiss him on the lips.
“Thrawn I would never leave you for someone else,” You say honestly and the idea of him ever becoming M.I.A or K.I.A made you want to stay by his side even more. “I always fear that you’ll never come home one day, and I want to stay beside you no matter what.” You add with a worried look.
Thrawn seems speechless and hugs you back just as tightly. “I always fear never coming home to your warm embrace,” He says honestly and kisses your forehead. The two of you stand there and then separate and go back to cleaning. Once you both finish you sit on the couch and cuddle. Then you remember something your great-grandmother gave you when you were little. You get up rush over to your room and take out the old ring. It looks to be Thrawn’s size and you hide it behind your back.
You slowly walk back out of your room and he looks at you confused. Before he can ask you take out the ring and take a knee before him. “Thrawn, will you marry me?” You ask and he seems shocked but smiles slightly.
“I will if you will marry me?” he says and takes a knee before you and takes out a small box he opens it and inside it is an extremely beautiful ring, it’s clearly custom-made just for you. You can’t help but hug him and then kiss him.
“Yes!” You say happily and he kisses back and lifts you up. You both slip the rings on each other’s hands and then the timer for the cinnamon buns goes off. You rush over and pull them out.
Both of you decide to make the icing together, but Thrawn accidentally adds a little too much vanilla. But honestly, it didn’t matter, it’s a nice icing regardless and it complimented the cinnamon buns rather well.
You both eat two cinnamon buns each and then put the rest away for later. Thrawn kisses you on the cheek and smiles. “Where did you get this ring?” he asks and you smile at him.
“It’s a family heirloom, from my great-grandmother,” you say honestly and hug him tightly. Thrawn mutters something in his native tongue. You didn’t understand but you liked hearing him speak his native tongue.
As you two begin talking about possible wedding ideas his commlink goes off and he is called in for work. “We shall plan later,” Thrawn promises
OK! I will start writing this right away!