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Wheel of Time Swordform generator

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[dathomirdumpsterfire]

~~ Maul Week 2024 Day 3: Dathomir & Nightbrothers + Alt Prompt: Dolby 1998~~

Contrary to expectation, Maul has always had a complex relationship with light.

Green light, when he was young, was something forbidden. Nightsisters could use the gift, making magick at their whim, exploring the world around them with ever stronger, more creative abilities. Maul was a boy. Nightmagick was not for boys. The green mist that could heal or harm was denied him, and so like any stubborn child scorned, he decided he did not want it anyway.

When Sidious took him away to the gloom of Mustafar, that was not so bad, but then came visits to Naboo, where his master was an important political figure. Naboo had a bright yellow sun that hurt his eyes, and gave him headaches. Unfortunately, stars came in lots of colors, but most of them were just as terrible. White? Blue? Yellow? He squinted everywhere he went for years, wishing for something more like the soft red light of his homeland.

Years on Orsis, with its bright sun, were spent trying to find shady, quiet places to do his homework. It was no surprise that one of the few other students who preferred low light -usually of the deep ocean- was his most frequent companion. There were no other nightbrothers or dathomirians on Orsis. Kilindi was as close as he came to someone who understood.

His relationship with light only became more complex with time.

As a teenager, he grew to love nothing more than running through the forms of juyo, his lightsaber in hand. When everything else was difficult, swordforms were always there to lose himself in, his burning red blade a luminous blur around him. Nightbrothers trained, every day. They enjoyed it. This was normal for his kind. It felt nice to be very good at something. Maul thrived with a blade of light in his hand.

As an adult, he was also maimed by a lightsaber, though even that could not steal what juyo meant to him.

Then came the darkest days, ironically on a planet with a sky so dulled by pollution that he did not have to squint. The sunlight of Lotho Minor was a weak orangey color, every hour of every day. The closest thing he'd seen to Domir's red hue. He lived with that as some small comfort, until his brother came with a glowing amulet to take him home. He hid on Savage's ship even after they landed, convinced they had only gone in a circle and he was still trapped on the trash world... until the Nightmother lured him out with a will 'o whisp spell.

Returned to Dathomir, the green light of nightmagick was used to heal him. Put back the broken pieces of his psyche, into something a little more like stained glass than a single frame, but still a good deal functional than it was before.

The story doesn't end there, it doesn't even end when he dies the first time, but you get the picture. Darth Maul, despite his darkness, had just as much -if not more- of a relationship with light than anyone else in the galaxy.

[darth-maul-of-dathomir]

I am at the second fueling depot on my way to Rattatak. I have exhausted every maintenance task to be found aboard the ship. I have been running through swordforms four times a day, just to stay focused.

This trip has been a success already. I am down to one waking vision a day, which I can press back against and delay for a time.

I will soon come face to face with Lady Ventress. I will rest early tonight, and tomorrow will try to trigger a vision early, on purpose, so that I do not have to deal with them for the active portion of this... mission.

[aspiffygoat]

Can we see Spiffy's swordform, or is it for Lily's eyes only? (Does Sp1ffy qualify for a swordform, not seemingly being a demon?)

Behold!

[revengesexual]

Can I fuck you in my swordform. Please. Please . Please. You're nothing

[revengesexual]

Really wish I could have someone clean and sharpen me in my swordform LMAO

[bestsacademy]

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[bryanbarnes123]

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[rarepears]

Got sent a video off r/HuskyTantrums of a girl playing flute next to her screaming husky, made me think, how funny would it be if The One Dog Wei Wuxian Can Appreciate was just. This constantly screaming husky? Just a constant stream of “AAAAAWWWOOOOAAAAAAAAAAEEEEEEEEEAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAAA” forever and ever. Jiang Cheng is considering murder. The only reason Madam Yu HASN’T murdered it yet is because she’s stubbornly and spitefully rubbing it in her husband’s face what a terrible idea this was. JFM hasn’t slept in AGES.

Husky!Wei Wuxian is one dumb ass dog because he's scared of other dogs! Desperate being so large and startling intelligent (for a dog)!

Worse yet, Yu Ziyuan fumed, is that Jiang Fengmian spoils the dog rotten (in spite of his ears being blasted to near deafness by all the howls) and ruins all of Yu Ziyuan's attempts at training some DISCIPLINE into the dog.

*

"Stop feeding the dog," Yu Ziyuan snapped at her daughter during dinner. "He has his own food." Jiang Yanli froze, hand still held open with a chopstick full of stirfry that she was about to handfeed to Wei Wuxian again. Wei Wuxian's bowl of dog chow still laid uneaten and untouched in the dining room as the dog was merrily rotating between the three Jiang's for more of the deliciousy spicy human food.

He knew better than the try the sad dog eyes to beg food from Madam Yu.

*

"Even the dog is better than you," Yu Ziyuan scorned at her son. Many summers ago, Jiang Cheng thought it was a bright idea to train the dog into holding a sword in its mouth and then proceeded to train the dog into a mockery of the Jiang swordforms. Yu Ziyuan despaired - if only Jiang Cheng expended the same amount of effort into his training as he did training his dog on such frivulous activities! What did it say that the dog could now beat many Jiang disciples in a swordfight by wielding a sword in its mouth?!

*

"If I didn't know better, I would think that this dog is your bastard child!" Yu Ziyuan roared at her useless husband who spent more time pampering the stupid useless dog than he spent time personally overseeing Jiang Cheng's heir training.

[unforestalledreturn-a]

Righting himself after the kick, Genesis rested on the balls of his feet, muscles taught in anticipating retaliation that did not come. Rather, Lin'k only steadied himself. It was odd. It was not the movement of a novice underestimating their own strength and being blown away by the strength of their opponent. His brows furrowed, analyzing. "Your gear is ill-suited for your form." It was difficult to place exactly what it was. Lin'k's swordform was perfectly fine, traveled with ease, balanced. Changing it out for another weapon did not give Genesis confidence it would correct what he saw. "Attack me." He instructed, going to sip a bit of liquid from his mug, but only found it to have been emptied some time prior. Bummer.

Lin'k had been keeping track of the other mans motion through the room so he's not entirely surprised by the sudden kick. He still let's out a half-startled gasp as he twists away, avoiding most of the attacks power or being thrown entirely off balance.

Theres something off in how he steadies himself- as if he's used to having more compensation for his balance than he does.

As he steadies himself, he gives Genesis a rather affronted glare before slowly starting to grin. It's unsettlingly similar to a certain spikey haired dork

[thetaichistudio]

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[ranodo-mobile-3]

"Oh... Is your problem with the training, or the coastlands?" He raised his eyebrows and was watching the prince and his minitantrum. "Swordforms are the most important to training, they train your body how to hold itself durring a fight"

"Do you currently have a sword teacher?" He perked up a little at that. This seemed like the first thing he and the prince might have had in common, learning the dance of the blade.

[blueina-box]

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