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Golden Light, Silver Hues

Thranto (Grand Admiral Thrawn x Eli Vanto) ft. Ezra being stupid

(aesthetic by @aesthetics-and-fuckery, yeah, that's me. do NOT steal this!)

CW: romance, just fluff in general i think, probably ooc, spoilers for literally every single piece of star wars content imaginable so..., i think i wrote this just because i was sad so i think that's it

Summary: What I thought happened after the events of SW Rebels.

SONG: When The Sun Loves The Moon by Reinaery

A/N: I heard this song and went: "THIS IS THRANTO AND I LOVE THRANTO"

This is literally not canon and has probably been done a million times, but whatever I miss these two idiots so this is what you get. Most of the chapter is literally not even them it's just buildup and honestly I hate myself for that but WHATEVER

this song is meant to be a wlw song oop-

HOW TO READ: Each lyric is like a pov divider! You can find more stories like this one by looking under the tag #ryn writes songfics

<Cheunh>, Basic, Minnisiat, Sy Bisti

When the sun loves the moon

He watched as the young Jedi paced back and forth, never taking an eye off of him. As if he was afraid Thrawn was going to try to attack him.

"You can stop worrying. I won't attack you, you know."

Ezra Bridger just glared at him. "I can't know that for sure."

Thrawn merely raised an eyebrow. "Why would I attack you when you're the only one who can get us out of this?"

"What do you mean?"

Thrawn explained the way sky-walkers navigated through the chaos, and how, since Ezra possessed knowledge of the Force, he could lead them through it.

Ezra glared at him. "And how do I know you're not lying?"

"You don't. But I would be a fool to kill us both, especially since..." Thrawn trailed off and didn't speak after that.

"Especially since what?"

Thrawn stiffened ever so slightly. "It's not important."

"Since. What?"

"Do you want to get us out of wherever you've jumped us to or not?" Thrawn glared at him.

Even the ocean feels her pull

"You can stop now."

Ezra looked out the window. "Where are we?"

Thrawn stood at the window, gazing at the planet below them. "Ttin'abi bah cavpet. That is what I have known it as, although I do not believe it has a proper name."

Ezra opened his mouth to speak when a ship appeared out of nowhere. The ship jolted, and Ezra realized what Thrawn had done. As the ship pulled them into a tractor beam, he began to yell at the blue man. "I should have never trusted you!"

"That is not an Imperial ship, Commander Bridger."

Ezra turned to look at the ship, and his brow furrowed. "Then what is that?"

A smaller ship pulled up towards them, and a woman sent a message through their comm system.

The only thing that worked on this hells-forsaken ship.

"<Thrawn. It is good to see you alive.>"

Oh, and the stars align every night to spell out their love in tiny bright lights

"Lieutenant Commander Vanto." Eli looked up and saw a familiar blue face staring back at him.

"Admiral. Is there something that you need?" Ar'alani just smiled and shook her head.

"No, Eli Vanto. However...there is someone I would like you to meet." She turned and walked out the door, and Eli sighed before following her.

Oh, when the sun loves the moon

The two of them were pulled out of the cruiser, if they could even call it that.

They were pushed through the halls of the ship, and as Ezra looked around, he realized that all of the people here looked the same as Thrawn.

Blue skin, dark blueish-black hair, red eyes.

"What is this place?"

"You'll find out in a moment."

Never touching but never far

"Who is it?" He asked. Ar'alani didn't answer, but a faint smile remained on her lips.

"Admiral. If this person wasn't important then I think I should-"

"You will soon see, Eli Vanto. Do not worry."

She smiled, not unkindly.

"You will soon see."

His brow furrowed. Why was she being so secretive? Usually she told him who he was meeting beforehand, even if he was actually meeting someone.

Eli just sighed and followed the Admiral. Hoping that it really was worth it.

Oh, at the break of day, a summer's ray

"<Mitth'raw'nuruodo.>" A voice greeted them.

Ezra turned to see a woman who had short, curly blue-black hair. She had a smirk on her face, and seemed to know Thrawn.

"<I am he.>" Ezra stood there, confused. The two were speaking a language unknown to him, and Thrawn must've noticed.

"Commander Bridger, this is Senior Captain Kiwu'tro'owmis."

"You may call me Wutroow," the woman said with a thick accent. "<So who exactly is he?>"

"<He has the power of the sky-walkers.>" Wutroow shot him a confused look.

"<But he's so old! And he's a male!>"

"<Yes, he is. But you cannot divulge this information to anyone else, you must promise me that.>"

"<Why not?>"

"<You'll find out in a moment.>"

A moonlit night that casts away

"Stay here."

Eli nodded, and sighed.

Then a stern voice shocked him out of his daze.

"El'ivant'o."

Eli's eyes widened in realization.

"I am he. Are you Supreme General Ba'kif?"

"I am he. Do you know why you were summoned here?" Ba'kif asked.

"No, sir."

"Ah. Well, then, you'll have to forgive me for not wanting to reveal anything quite yet." The older man chuckled

Eli raised an eyebrow in confusion. "Sir? What do you mean?"

And then he saw him.

Their love remains, their love remains

Ezra followed Thrawn and Wutroow as the three of them made their way down the twisting halls.

He couldn't help but think that Thrawn seemed at home here. Not acting the part of a villian. Not trying to kill Ezra, not detaining him, not scheming to destroy the rebels.

Not under the Empire's control.

Actually, Ezra wasn't sure about that last part. For all he knew, these people could be conspiring against him. But somehow...it didn't seem like that. He couldn't place a finger on it.

But Thrawn was not going to hurt him. He knew that, and it confused him to no end.

Ezra was so lost in his thoughts that he walked right into Wutroow's back.

"Why'd we-"

A human man in a dark gray uniform walked up to Thrawn, an expression of disbelief on his face.

"Thrawn?"

"Good day, Lieutenant Vanto."

Oh, when the sun loves the moon

It was him. Thrawn.

Standing right in front of him.

"Thrawn?" His voice sounded weak, even to him.

"Good day, Lieutenant Vanto."

Those words, those damn words. The words that had haunted him for the past five years.

"Hello, sir." Hells, why did his voice have to be so shaky?

Her golden light

"Hello, sir."

His gaze softened. He knew the rest wouldn't be able to tell.

But Eli...Eli Vanto was different.

Eli understood him, a feat that many couldn't bring themselves to accomplish. Not just as a military officer, but as a person. He understood why art was so important, because he felt the same about math. He understood Thrawn's artistic sensibilities and matched it with his own mathematical prowess.

Eli Vanto completed him.

And Thrawn would be damned if he let his other half go. Not again.

Her silver hues

Not again.

Eli knew exactly what he was doing.

Because nobody else understood Thrawn the way he did, and no one else would know Thrawn the way he did. They didn't care to learn.

"I trust that your mission went well, then?"

"Yes." His red orbs softened when they met Eli's brown ones. "<It was enlightening. The Empire will not be a threat to the Ascendancy...nor will they be an ally.>"

"<What do you mean?>" Bakif asked.

"The Empire is already crumbling. They won't be able to uphold their system for much longer.>"

Ar'alani just nodded. "<Then this is where I take my leave. Wutroow, please show the young human his quarters. Ba'kif, if you would?>"

And then there were two.

Eli turned on his heel and started the quick walk back to his office.

"Where are you going?"

"Just follow me."

A beautiful song, oh how they long

"Eli."

"Yeah?"

Eli turned, only for Thrawn to pull the shorter man close to him. Eli wrapped his arms around his torso, and closed his eyes.

"I missed you, you <ebeucot>."

"Where did you learn that?" Thrawn asked, amused.

"Ar'alani taught it to me. Said she used that word a lot when you did something stupid." The taller man chuckled.

The two of them just stood in silence, comforted by the presence of the other. Enjoying the company of the person they loved most.

Because after five years...

Mitth'raw'nuruodo had finally come back to his home.

Eli Vanto.

For dawn

tender hugs/forehead kisses >>> long mushy smooches

tagged (the people who reblogged the thranto post, which thank you btw! + some frends): @keldabae @roobgumball95 @ohdamnlad @lbelleofficial @owlpartytime @antisocial-mariposa @aesira-of-orion @itsjustmesuckers @inner-space-oddity

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