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[justalittletomato]

He was not partial to any one ( Maul x Reader)

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Inspired by a lovely conversation with my dear friend @patchiefrog

. To say he favored someone would be far from his nature. No Maul did not favor a certain one and nor did he seek out their favor in turn.

He would claim it was continue to ensure that his Advisor would remain pleased. That their relationship would be beneficial.

The tins of powdered milk had been stocked, one of which sat on the tea tray placed before the Archivist. Their eyes widened at the small tin, picking it up gingerly and inspecting it.

The higher residents of Sundari could afford fresh milk, they would turn their noses at the tins. Reserves meant for times of trouble, of the outer circles on Mandalore….

To the Archivist, it reminded them of years before, a warm nostalgia. The slightly sugary taste of tinned powered milk had been a treat to them as a child. A large spoonful stirred into their tea as a child, making the bitter drink much more tolerable at that time.

Before the civil wars, when tinned milk powder was more in store, before rations, the Archivist recalled their buir making the ever soft milk buns. The hint of sweetness in the cloud of bread.

“You traded some tea for it with one of the guards.” Maul said plainly, breaking the Archivist from their thoughts.

Yes they had, the familiar tin, the tea was worth much more, some loose leaf straight from the palace stores. The guard has been more than happy to part with it in exchange.

Maul had seen the exchange. The soft glow on the archivists face as they held the tin.

“Maybe it’s the novelty? Who knows, I know some of us grew up on the stuff. Guess nostalgia beats us at times” he had overheard.

He handed them an opener, the archivist taking it and eagerly opening up the tin. A pause, “ Lord Maul wouldn’t you prefer some fresh milk?”

“Tinned is fine.” Not that he had many memories of the stuff, it was a food stuff not familiar to him. Then again many things were. He did not dwell on it.

“Do you like your tea quite sweet? Or more bitter?” A spoonful of powdered milk already placed in their cup.

“I think I’ll take it the same as you.” Again a soft glow on their face.

He quite liked the look.

The Archivist fixed his tea and placed it before him. “I hope you enjoy it.”

He watched them. Blowing gently at the tea and eyes closed to take a cautious sip. A smile on their lips. Were they lost in a happy memory?

He took a sip. A burst of sweetness on his tongue, it was pleasant he supposed. He watched the Archivist once more.

The smile remained. They were happy.

He liked to see them happy.

“Ensure that tinned powered milk is kept in store.” Maul relayed to Almec who immediately scoffed.

“Powdered milk? Lord Maul there may be a war but there’s no reason to resort to such food stuffs. That has not been the case since the civil wars..” Almec’s words were silenced with the look Maul gave him.

“I find it preferable, now can you do such a simple task or do I need to pass on the task to someone else who is better suited for your role?”

Almec held his tongue, “ No need,”

——-

The archivist watched the rolls rise in the oven, as the stew simmered in the pot. The amount of spices and peppers made their eyes water but it was how Maul preferred it.

A large bowlful filled as well as two, in second thought, three milk buns placed on the tray.

Maul looked up ready to argue with whoever interrupted him, his frown softening at the sight of the Archivist and the slightest upturn at the corner of his mouth at the tray.

“I’ll prepare some tea then.” He set down his work and move to the table near the desk. Another tin of powdered milk and loose leaf tea set in each cup.

—-

[justalittletomato]

Betelgeuse (Dad!maul x Starlight reader)

@lovelyzabrak-meadow per your request ANGST ANGST ANGST ANGST 

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For the AU where the two have 3 children, Cress who has run away, Aster whose taken a fall into the dark, and Danica the smallest whose little world is shattering evermore.

There is a current phenomena on Betelgeuse, a star in our galaxy that dims every so often. It was believed this observed behavior signals the impending explosion for the red giant. Instead scientists found its dimming was due to a cloud of debris covering its lower half. Still the planet displays a dimming light, its brilliance now obscured by a cloud. 

The same can be said for Stars who find their light blocked by despair.

Years ago on a planet not too far from the red skies of Dathomir, you had stood under a blue sky of stars. There was only you and your Dawn with your audience of the galaxy above to witness as you both took your vows. 

How young you had once been. That moment forever burned into your mind and the memory of his kiss forever in your soul. You never believed you could be happier than at that moment with Maul as your riddur. He vowed to love you until the last star burned out. You close your eyes and remember the kisses after and smile to yourself, that was only the start. 

Not too long after the joy you thought umatched was placed beside an equal or more so joyous event. Your children, red as can be and the wonders of your shared life. How Maul had been delighted and frightened of this new change, how the two of you vowed your children would always be protected. Memories of those little ones playing and toddling and the two of you finally feeling whole with children you two would ensure to keep safe and love. Your twin stars, Cress, a ever curious adventurer and Aster, a princess who seemed to float as she walked and danced. 

While Maul was overjoyed at the new additions to his life, he never had such an occasion, you could still see the anger and need to quell his revenge on those who wrong him. A determination to right what had been done. It came to Mandalore in the form of Maul’s old master and then once more in the form the Empire taking over. Your life there was finished and your children would never again see thier nursery or the plans you once had for them. 

As you tucked them away into the hovering pram and ran from Mandalore, you felt numb at times but yet. Cress climbs into your arms and rests, Aster later coming along with her hair brush that Maul gladly takes. 

Your life was difficult but you all had another....

Running off as the galaxy burned from each corner. Keep another safe. You had hoped it be enough, but it was not. Maul wanted to put down the Sith, convinced not only as a justice to his life but for the life now ripped from his children and you. 

You often relayed to him if he set on like this he would lose, and for a time it worked. 

As the years passed the children grew, your Cress as his Father’s little shadow and running behind him. Your Aster right alongside and continually demonstrating her abilities. 

But that was all...no more children...it was unwise. Yet...

Danica is born 10 years after her siblings and Stars she's the most darling thing. Non forcesensetive and Maul’s grandest surprise. 

He loved them and you more than anything....

Yet...

Cress has run off into the stars, he learned it all. Your past and Maul’s abhorring you both and leaving you both. You swore your heart stopped when Maul told you and perhaps it did. Your baby was gone. 

Maul swore to bring him back, he’d stop at nothing to return your child. This was all the Sith, every wrong done to them...

No that is not that, let him stay away for now, it will be alright. 

At first Maul leaves for some days. It is alright 

A week. It is fine, Danica asks where her Father is. Only 6 and wondering if he will arrive to tuck her into bed. 

2 weeks, her Aster can see the effects start to take effect. “ Buir, this is not alright.” her brown eyes changing bit by bit until the day you run into to see Aster with a shattered mirror and crying. Gold eyes like a burning Sun. 

4 weeks, her bed is cold and there is no sign of Maul returning soon. This has gone on for the past year. The marks from his last appearance have faded away from your neck. You feel so lonely. 

“I swear to the galaxy above to always love you,” the vow rings in your ears as you walk to the sound of your baby crying in her room. Another nightmare. 

You have not felt calm in months but holding  Danica helps, however tonight it is Aster who is holding Danica, her gold eyes glowing in the dark. You cover your mouth and try not to sob. 

“Shh, Dani, buir needs rest too. I’ll stay with you.” 

Danica whimpers, “ I want buir and daddy. Please, Aster. I want my buir and my daddy!” 

You turn away unable to hear more, you slam the door to your room and bite down onto your hand as you scream. 

“ I swear I’ ll protect them.”  Promises and more promises broken. 

Your teeth clank on metal and you see your ring. Years of promises. In a moment of hurt and pain you pull it off. “I’ll never take it off” you toss it to the ground and cover your face as your sobs shake you. “ I’ll never...” soft gold eyes look to you adoringly. A kiss to your hair. You just want it back!  

“Buir, we’re always going to be together right?” Cress used to sit on your bed as you got ready. You clutch onto the vanity as you sit down. You want your baby back. “You look so pretty buir, can I brush your hair?” 

How not even too long ago Cress would still do so and with little Danica who giggled all the while. I want my life back!  

You are crying, tears dripping down your face. 

Other times it was just Maul brushing your hair,you would tilt you head and sigh as he kissed you, “ My beloved Starlight...” If you were so beloved why did he leave you to wallow in this pain? 

Your chest aches.

You take hold of the brush, gold as the Dawn you loved. With each stroke a reminder of your shambled life, your boy lost to the stars, your Aster with eyes so gold that she hides from mirrors, your Danica. You choke on your  sobs. 

“I don't want to be broken.” Broken. Your poor child. 

You think of Maul...the usual love for him twisting, and for a time you see his reflection behind you. You grit your teeth and glare at him. 

“YOU SWORE TO ME!!! YOU VOWED --” your grip on the hairbrush tightens and you don't want to see him. He left you alone! He lost your baby! He ruined everything!!! EVERYTHING!!! 

The mirror shatters as the brush strikes it. You sob and toss away anything you can take hold of. “YOU SWORE YOU LOVED US! WHY ARE YOU DOING THIS?!!!”  

You scream and sob and throw everything off the vanity. Glass shatters all over. Your heart is breaking and shattering all it once. 

 The reflection is all but gone. But in one shard you see it, the ring you tossed away. 

You stumble over to it shaking with despair. “Maul...you promised.”

You pick it up, “ My Dawn...I cant...I cant” you collapse to your knees and scream.

-----

Aster and Angel eventually come and see you sobbing still clutching onto your ring. Your girl covers her mouth and ever so slightly her eyes glow more. Angel sends her away and kneels besides you, “ You held this in too long...rest. Right now rest.”

You gasp and sob, before letting sleep take you. 

You dream of the past, where your three children sleep in your arms and your love holds you close.... “Please...” you beg, “Please give me my life back...”  

[justalittletomato]

As you wish (smutty Darth Maul X Reader)

A/N: I wrote another spicy thing, this one is more so than the others. I like how decent into this was just like okay makeouts, alright something more so and how hey we are in deep waters now. SO... enjoy but as always read content responsibly. A read more has been placed for your convenience. 

Warnings: 18+ due to depictions of sex, unprotected sex (Let me know if I need to tag anything else) 

Synopsis: Maul’s very touched starved, his Starlight is more than accommodating but this time she has a request. 

Maul had only been granted pleasures of the flesh once with a night sister he supposed it had been slightly pleasant, the memory frayed and shrouded.

This was different, he would clearly remember and cherish every moment he laid with Y/N. He craved her kiss like it was air and Y/N granted them to him generously. Hers were sweet and gentle throughout the day, in private turning to desperate and harsh enough to leave them gasping and turning to the bed. 

These moments only increased after his starlight became his bride, every night filled with the promise of fulfilling the need to touch and love. 30 or so years of relative solitude and a void of a affection would do that, the result was his lovely wife clinging and clawing at his back as he plowed into her. Maul lived to hear her praising him with each touch he gave her. Each time they did this felt unreal, that this beautiful being before him could lay with him and be part of his life? Her stream of praise fed the fire, he would not relent in pleasing her.

“I’m,I’m getting close. Don’t stop,” she begs him, her hands are laced behind his neck, her eyes pleading, a small smile graces his lips.

“Is that so?” He slowed his pace, while he loved her he couldn’t help but tease her, his cock dragging slowly inside her, letting her feel each ridge of it within her. Y/N immediately whines, “ No,no. I need more,” she tries to move her hips only for his hands to still her motions, she tries something else. One hand moves to touch her neglected clit, only to have maul push it away. His gold eyes glint with a sly grin on his face , “ Afraid not, you’ll come on my cock alone, my Starlight.”

Now that was something to look forward too, and Y/N knew how to enhance the experience with just a few words,“Then fuck me, my Lord Maul ”

It was like a switch,  he starting moving once more, “Say that again.” She whimpers at the delicious stretch inside as he tries to get deeper. “Y/n,  say it,” he whispers, she complies and repeats the words. “Fuck me. Fuck me Lord Maul. “

He continued with a startling pace, the bed creaking loudly. Y/N felt bruises begin to form at her hip where he holds her, his other hand gripping at the headboard for leverage, “Perfect, just perfect.” He chants as he thrusts inside her, each movement being marked by the bed frame cracking under Maul’s grip. Y/n holds onto him tighter, her fingernails leaving deep crescents on his flesh as he fucks her desperate to please and hear her praise him in her native tongue. Maul felt he was coming close, the tightness in his abdomen warning him, “Starlight.. I..” he tried to pull back only for her legs tighten around his hips. 

“Y/N” he growls in slight warning as she won’t relinquish him from her hold. His Starlight blushing and gripping his arms trying to hold onto him as best she could,“We said, we’d try...” she whispers. His hold on the bed frame lessens and he moves to instead wrap his arms around her, his bride made a request a very precious one and Maul would do as asked. 

Maker she felt incredible and more so with her legs crossed her atop his hips to keep him from pulling away. “Y/N” he moans loudly against her hair as he releases inside her. She clings to him as the heat inside her finally was too much. Her cry muffled as she buries her face in his shoulder. Even as the pair came down from their high, Maul was still inside her.  Y/N slowly released her grip on him, part of her unwilling to let Maul slip out of her. Her husband pulled away, golden eyes looking down as some of his seed spilled onto the sheets. 

 Y/N sees him staring and presses her legs together, trying to save some dignity after what she had requested in the heat of the moment, “ I got a little carried away.” She looks away her blush deepening. 

He kisses her hair and down her face and neck, “You have nothing to apologize for, you can have whatever you wish,” he goes back up to kiss her deeply. She will have anything she wants. He will make sure of it, his hand slides down to trace her stomach, fingertips designing patterns and leaving her shivering when he suggests the following,“I can go for a few more rounds, The more the better correct ?“

Y/n blushes deeply, “ Maul.”

“I’m merely stating the truth,” he’s already hard again  and his other hand is already moving her legs apart. Y/N settles back onto the pillows. “Maybe just two more?” She suggests. Again her blush darkens when Maul moves between her legs and shakes his head and laughs, “4 or so.”

[justalittletomato]

Sinful Sunday/Monday..(Darth Maul X fem! reader)

A/N: I can’t believe I wrote this little bit.  Please be responsible when reading content everyone. A read more will be placed below. 

Warnings: Oral female receiving. 

She’s tries to hang on to something,the blankets don’t have much give, too soft and plush to grip. Her hips held down by strong hands as Maul’s tongue delves inside her, careful movements then turned quick leaving her flustered and desperate.

The red lingerie had all been all laid out and pretty before Maul practically shred the lacy garments with his teeth now leaving Y/N a moaning mess. 

Red pieces of lace were still on the bed, so much for that ensemble but it did it’s work.

But now this was torture, he was giving her too much and too little, she was ordered not to touch herself, only able to have Maul tease her. Now and again his fingers and tongue  brushed at the velvet nub before moving away, this was the 3rd time he had done so, “Maul...” she gasped, “please” she tried to move only for the grip on her hips to tighten and his tongue to slow, giving her small licks instead. She had been so close!

Y/N sobbed at the loss, “Maul...” gold eyes peaked up from the absolutely sinful position they were in. Maul between her legs, his horns dangerously close to her skin and Y/N nude on black sheets moaning and on the edge of delirium from being teased. Her pretty neck and chest already covered in red marks and bites.

 Maul smiled deviously at her current state, “Not yet.” Again only giving slow licks and gentle bites at the inside of her thighs, somewhere no one could see but Maul would know of their presence. 

She wanted to scream at him, instead she took action. Y/N relinquished her hold on the plush blankets and grabbed at his horns, forcing him to delve deeper between her folds, that quick moment of ecstasy was quickly snuffed out. Mauls grunted at the treatment, he pulled back and glared at his lover, “If you want to play like that Starlight then just say it,” his hold on her hips relinquished. Y/N yelped as he pushed back in faster than before his tongue twisting and dancing inside her with a ferocity she didn't expect, “Maul” her gasp was barely audible over her moans, “I..I’m,” He gripped tightly onto her thighs holding her to him finally bringing her to the edge. Y/N screamed loudly as she came, the white heat burning her wholly from her core to her finger tips. Maker, after so long Maul delivered as always. 

 As her high began to slip something was off, Maul wasn’t stopping, “Wh-” he kept pleasuring her.

 Y/N knew what he was doing, “S-ST-STOP!” It was coming on again, Y/N was sobbing as the pleasure she had craved was now too much, yet Maul was unrelenting as he devoured her. Her pleasure edging towards numbness. Her hold on his horns slipped, as her arms fell back onto the black sheets. Her whole body buzzing as Maul gave her one last kiss to the new marks on her thigh and wipes his mouth clean , “ Now do we understand what happens when we’re inpatient?”

 Gold eyes glinted with pure delight at how he had left her, a pure mess who was too dazed to respond beyond a whimper.

[justalittletomato]

Window (yet another dad!Maul drabble)

A/N: Sooooo...who else read the Wrath of Darth Maul? If so you might recall young Maul and the window in his room, and if you are me recalling that part is a bit heart wrenching.  So here we have reader and Maul considering the design of a nursery, Maul has some suggestions and his insistence for these additions. 

Window

It had been an off hand comment that Y/N had said when the baby kicked for for the first time, “Better get started on a nursery.”

She should have predicted that Maul would begin some elaborate plan, the room next to theirs already inspected and deemed unsuitable in its current state, Maul had mentioned something about windows.

She found him at the study with sketches strewn all over the desk some crossed out, some crumbled,  and others half way done.

Y/n watched as he made another attempt. His brow more furrowed than usual as he concentrated on the task at hand, “Darling, what are you doing?”

Maul just sighed and continued working, ”The baby’s room needs more windows,” he added a panel to his sketch, but was still unsatisfied, “ Maybe we should put in a skylight.” he says aloud.

She had to ask, “You seem very keen on adding quite a few, may I venture why?” She stands close to him one hand resting on her small bump, the other gently on his shoulder as she watches him work. She is intrigued by his dedication to the task.  

Maul continues sketching concentrated on the angle of the design, “I had a small window in my room once, “ he adds another curve to his sketch that one would let in the sun in the morning.

“When  I was 3, I was too small to see outside without jumping up,” he stops for a moment and considers his work. Which one would give a nice view of the gardens?

“There was little to see outside, just ash and lava but it better than that desolate cell of a room,”

Maul feels the hand on his shoulder grip tight, Y/N could sense this was heading elsewhere, she tries to hold him to the present.

Maul wants to add in a bow window, a place for the little one to sit and  look out in awe of the world around them of course it would locked up tight when they were small, “ When I would jump I saw my reflection on the window pane, I used to imagine that the reflection was another boy, and he was free to roam around outside the window. I was jealous of him at least he could run off”  

That wouldn’t happen again, his little one would play in the sunlight and be able to see the sunrise and set from thier nursery. They would never having to imagine what it was like outside these walls or jump with all thier might to see falling ash on a fiery plane.

He had stopped sketching, he kept imagining that damned window. Y/n gently wrapped her arms around him in comfort.  Maul leaned back into her embrace, it was a habit of his now to seek her touch when she gave it. He realized now he couldn’t stop himself from saying the rest.

“Eventually I didn’t even have the window. Just another cell with nothing but gray, I missed it so I made a new one. It was a bit crude. “ he remembered the shape, a mere small square that he had drawn in blood. He had said the last part aloud y/n holds him closer unsure of what to say at that moment. The more Maul mentioned about his early years the more she could sense his  unease about the baby, the wretched fear of failure always present.

His love for Y/N had started with failure: his unwillingness to admit and accept that she could feel such a thing for him. Now here he was trying to avoid yet another failure before it started.

Y/n finally spoke, “ Add as many windows as you want, the little one will be ever so excited for you to show them everything,” she is trying to comfort him with this prospect, “Such a wonderful idea, they are very lucky. You’ll get to show them the outside, the two of you can sit there at the window and see the stars together, you can tell them about everything in the sky,”

Maul lets his mind hold onto that thought, it’s pleasant and he finds him self anticipating when he can show his child. He lets out a breath he didn’t realize he was holding ,” My divine starlight, you’ll have to ignore me, I tend to get a bit caught up in my thoughts.”

Y/n shook her head, “ No no it’s fine it reminds me to help bring you back to now.” She tilts her head to kiss along his jaw, “ Any better?”

He hums in agreement.  

“Now when do we get started?”

[justalittletomato]

another soft sunday  ramble trip with dad!maul , uncle! Savage and baby tomato

Summary: The three go on a “mission to Dathomir” for mushlings and to say hello to one of their own. 

It’s still dark out when the three venture out.

Cress slumbers in his tiny crib as his mother gently wishes him safety on his journey. She presses tiny kisses to his face causing the little one to coo and purr. His Starlight places another soft star plush into the crib and gives the baby one last gentle smile, “ Make sure he stays warm, you know he hates the cold.” She doesn’t need to remind him Maul knows this well, it's not everyday your baby leaves on his first “mission”.

He doesn’t mention he has stashed more blankets on the ship and maybe more supplies than they need for Cress, he doesn’t want to come unprepared.  

Maul watches as she hesitates, she’s worried. Dathomir is not a pleasant place, too many things have happened there. But  at only 3 months he was already overdue for his markings. Her son was a child of two worlds, she wanted him to know them both.  

Savage had been the one to mention it, a tradition that was often done as soon as a child was born. His Starlight was not the one who needed convincing to give Cress any markings, but Maul knew that it would call for a journey to his home world, thier home world.

He never saw himself returning to that place, he had been stolen, brought back in a state of madness and then leaving with only revenge on his mind.

Savage had lived his life there, if it was much of a life, as cast away nightborther or slave to a night sister. They were trained to become warriors and received no thanks. Left to fight another when a night sister willed it and controlled them. It was not a pleasant place.

Yet, there were the brothers he had grown with there, the boys he had fought with and told stories with when the elders had sent them to bed. Whispered back and forth about what was up in the sky away from Dathomir’s red mists.

He had once promised Feral that they would get to see it.

Feral, the brother Maul never met and uncle Cress lost long before he was born. Maybe on this journey they would at least get to visit where thier  brother now rested and get to tell Cress all about him.

They would get to share about the new life they had and the places they had visited, how Savage had found thier lost brother. The palace on Mandalore and the wonderful sister they now had. Oh and best of all the little Nephew they shared! A nephew that was adored to no end by all of his family, and Feral if you had seen how his mother loves him, did you know a mother could do that?

Maul’s Starlight sees Savage looking up at the sky, and hugs  him, “ He would have loved him” Savage would likely mention. “ He would have loved you both.”

Maul kisses his Starlight one last time and promises to be back soon with… What did you call them Savage? Mushlings? Yes Mushlings.

There’s no pull to the planet, just a sense of bittersweetness. Cress has woken up and fussy as Maul picks him up, “ Look little Star, that is Dathomir. Your uncles and I were born here.”

Cress coos at the sight. Savage chuckles, “ He probably just likes it because its as red as he is,”

“Its a good color.” Maul retorts.

Savage avoids landing anywhere near the mists, he settles for the village where he had grown up, where they had grown up. Maul immediately  scowls, “ Snow. “

Maul does not want Cress getting cold, he bundles up Cress who is delighted to snuggle up against his father’s chest in his little wrap.

Savage shakes his head. Maul wont be able to have Cress like that when they venture out. The crib will have to come, the floating pod follows them out.

It was expected that they’d bring attention to themselves, but they didn’t expect all the Nightbrothers to gather about. Immediately there is shouts of surprise and elation, their brother had returned!?

Savage is immediately bombarded by both Nightbrothers young and old hugging him tight.

Maul stands back, and huddles Cress closer, he is an outsider here. Even among his own.

A curious little Nightbrother notices him and points, “ And who is that?”

Savage smiles, “ My brother. I found him at last, this was the Nightbrother stolen from us long ago, this is my brother Maul. And the little one is Cress, my nephew”

They note Maul not wanting to get closer and they don’t crowd him, there’s a gentle hum of welcomes and little ones who want to see the baby. It has been some time since a baby had made its way here.

“He’s red like you. We never see red. Its rare. Very rare. Pretty baby.  He has no markings. why does he not have any?”

Maul is unsure how to answer, and little Cress is just elated at the attention.

It is the elder named Viscus who has them settle down, “ Maul was taken as a child, he couldn't have known.”

He gives the red Zabrak a sympathetic smile Maul is unsure what to make of it or also the strange feeling that the elder Zabrak slightly resembled him. He shakes the idea out of his head. “ It's is wonderful that you have brought the child to partake in the tradition. And to see that you two are together to raise him, many are not so luckily it has been so long since we have seen added a new Nightbrother. “

Maul does not pry more into what he meant, so he correct Viscus, “ My wife, she didn’t join us in this journey is to thank as well, “

A mother. the children ask, we know of Mother Talzin she’s scary.

Savage clarifies, “ The child’s mother is human. it is different.”

There’s not equivalent here. “She loved him the moment she learned she was expecting him. She hums him lullabies and soothes his tears. She makes sure he is always safe and warm”

“ she sounds nice. Lucky little Cress. A human mother sounds wonderful”

The two go quiet at what the children say.

All the while tiny Cress reaches out a hand to Viscus and coos.

The elder looks to Maul, who nods. “ you are quite the blessed child, Cress,” he gently squeezes the tiny hand. Cress laughs and Maul feels a swell of pride at Viscus’s comment.

The brothers are taken to the sight of the Mushlings, an odd plant only grown here, they are gathered, the pods leaving black marks that take time to fade. Cress got hold of one and smudged his cheeks. Maul hissed, “Cress do you want to get Daddy in trouble?” his baby merely laughs and smudges some on his father’s face as well.

Savage laughs and is promptly smudged as well. The three laugh at the sight of  another and pack away the mushlings for later.

There is one last place to visit.

Feral is buried by the cliffs, another trove of mushlings grow here, they are left to freely grow and spread.

Savage kneels down, “Hello brother. I’m home. We're all home. This is Maul and Cress, our brother and nephew. “

Maul kneels next to him and Cress coos, the bonds around him quieted.

It is time to listen.

“I’ve missed you brother. So much has changed. I was able to leave, I found our brother. We have a new home now. Mandalore, you would have loved it. There’s a garden and its so open and different from the village. “ he pauses “Brother we have a sister now, she’s a bit of a nuisance at times. “

Maul frowns.

 “ But she is kind, and wonderful. She loves us both, well Maul more, actually Cress more... it's a different sort of love. Brother, she would have loved you. Feral you would have adored her, she pesters as much as you. and Maul, he’s what you expect of an older brother, he bosses you about but he cares. He’s “a bit” rough and dramatic but you get used to it, but when he’s with his Starlight and his Star you should see how gentle he can be with them. “ Maul doesn’t get upset, he just sits quietly and listens as his brother continues through tears. 

“ Oh, and Cress, you should have met him. He’s the most precious thing. He smiles at you like you're the sun. He will have the most wonderful life….but he wont have you…he should have…you would  have loved him…” his voice breaks as a new onslaught of tears fall.

Cress whimpers as he feels the sadness, he reaches out and Maul brings him closer to Savage, who cradles  his tiny nephew. “ He’s a very caring child,” Maul says. “ I would have loved if you met him. I am sorry I never got the chance Brother, but we promise Cress will never suffer as we had. We swear. “

The sun on Dathomir begins to set and the bothers know why this spot was chosen as thier brother’s resting place, as the sun sets the red sky is tinged in a  spectrum of colors, reds oranges yellows and pinks on the snow. A perfect place to rest.

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Rest now (Darth Maul x Reader)

Somehow this got deleted! 

A/N: So it's been a very long day, so here is some soft and fluffy reader and Maul. Also don't forget to rest folks, you’ll thank yourself in the morning. 

Synopsis: Everyone needs rest, even former Siths. Thankfully significant others help out with this. 

It had been a grueling day ,too many meetings and endless debates that Maul loathed to hear. With endless squabble and ludicrous requests, the usual droning but more irritating today. Savage was off planet with a group of the death watch and y/n had taken the day to finish off other settlements. Maul  watched as the sun passed from one side of the throne room to the other, and the Council droned on and on. He wanted y/n quips she knew how to navigate this better, she knew how to twist these fools to submission.

All Maul had to do was glare at someone for long enough then that the matter resolved itself, but then another would arise and so on and so forth. His head aches  after hours of this and it still seemed endless. When Almec finally has Maul to sign off on who was to receive what without his inane requests, Maul leaves. He needed out of this room.

The sun in Sundari had begun to set, its oranges and reds filtering into the halls of windows and filtered through the room that he now shared with y/n.

She must have finished up earlier on already garbed in one her nightgowns, an ivory satin that almost trailed the floor and contrasted with the dark sheets and furniture around her.

She leaned against one of the windows, the light reflecting off her hair  giving her a halo of sun. It was a welcome sight, seeing his starlight surrounded in sun. She tilted her head at the sound of him entering the room, Maul cursed he was never able to sneak up on her.

“Cyar’ika” She turns to face him, her welcoming smile slowly dropping to a concerned frown, “ oh.”

She can see the weariness in his face and his shoulders are slightly dropped from his usual confident stance. She leaves the window and strides to him, her sunlit halo still about her. Maul is taken back by her gentleness as she reaches up to hold his face in her hands, “ You’ve done too much again” she whispers, “

She traces around his eyes, trying to smooth away his furrowed expression, “You worry too much,” he attempts to dissuade her need to concern herself over him.

She is not having it, she removes her hands from his face and moves to sit on the bed, the soft black sheets contrasting with the ivory of her night gown. Maul finds him staring longingly, she notes this immediately and offers him advice,

“ You never worry, you just do.” She pats the space next to her, “ Now please sit with me, “

He grudgingly accepts that he is tired, and does as she says. Already accepting that he is tired he shucks off his tunic and tosses it aside, leaving his chest bare and exposed to the slight chill of the room, a welcome feeling from the stifling air he felt all day. Immediately he is rewarded by her warm hands rubbing his shoulders, from the look on her face he knows he is too tense. She merely tries a little harder and is able to war down the knots, Mauls appreciative groan informed her of her good work. He leaned in to her touch, he had been without for too long. She had ruined him and for once he was thankful for it, y/n always adhered to his need to be touched.

It was a wordless request, Maul leaning against her side his head trying to nestle on her shoulder, careful not to harm her with his crown of horns. Y/n knew what he wanted, she turns over and reaches to grab a plush velvet blanket from the bedspread. She places in on her lap and signals for him to go ahead with a playful tug at one of his horns. Y/n earns a small grunt of annoyance but Maul just carries on and lays his head her lap reassured he wouldn’t harm her with the softness under his cheek.

The crimson Zabrak closed his eyes as y/n began to trace the tattoos on his face giving careful attention to those around his eyes and his mouth, when a wrist passes by his lips he pulls it gently and presses a kiss to the soft flesh. Humming  at the feeling of her heartbeat under his lips. She smiles down at him and continues to touch him. She moves to trace around his horns , the area around each sensitive to the brush of her fingers. Maul purred deep in his chest at this. This was bliss. His eyes opened only slightly to look at her, “Rest ” she whispered, with that  Maul went back to closing his eyes and nestled closer to her.

She let him rest, gently humming a song that went in tune to the purring Zabrak in her lap.

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Tuesday Rambles: Maul X Reader on the topic of praise (18+ themes near end)

*Please read content responsibly!!!! 

For anyone who needs something to take your mind of things..here ya go. 

A read more will be placed below as it gets a bit spicy. i will post a similar one without the read more content for those who just want fluff.

 Tagged with lemon 

for a man whose role was once appreciate to the most powerful being it was thankless. Every foe he vanquished and trial he faced was never enough. He broke tooth and nail as well as bone. Never a job well done or approval. Maul’s thanks was that his master did not kill him. At least today.

Positives, just a simple thanks and a kind smile of appreciation that was what he first received from his starlight. it was small things, just something a bit to heavy to move or trying to find the perfect word for a report, it wasn’t grand but his starlight made sure to thank him. A simple little gesture that caused him to momentarily pause. Had he heard you correctly? It sends a pleasant feeling in his chest that remains for some time.

When the two of you had finally ventured into the relationship the tokens of praise were frequent,he would freeze and stare at you like you were a dream. wonderful! Splendid! I couldn’t have done this without you. Your eyes lit up like the stars they were, your hands were often touching him when you Told him these little praises. A hand on his forearm, a shoulder, a brush of a knuckle against his cheek. Each one leaving his hearts beating quickly.

As you two progressed you added kisses to your praises, “perfect.” You’d breath kissing his lips, or against his jaw, maybe near the shell of his ear. He’d close his eyes and commit these to memory, there were so many to recall now. Each one precious.

You saw his reactions, you knew it was a shock to hear such praises. It broke your heart at how he responded to your thanks, his eyes closed and he gripped tight to your hands. A reminder to himself that those words left your lips and were meant for him.

Some of his favorites were the praises you gave accompanied by a kiss to his forehead. his breath stopped and he willed the moment to last forever. You made sure to give him more of these. It became a habit of his to slightly lean down to receive one. You made sure to give one or three kisses, each by one of the horns about his crown.  You place a lst one on his lips and repeat your compliment, making sure to leave else you’d do the same. How could you deny that precious look of awe on his face? 

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Praise was not restricted to these moments. You discovered Maul loved praise especially when you were intimate. You indulged him, his eyes burned and the kisses grew hotter with each little compliment. As kisses trailed and fingers explored and pleased you gave him more “ My beautiful king you’re perfect. “ and “Maker you feel amazing” each praise spoken in a breathy voice while tangled together.

You made sure to sing your praises each one resulting in Maul lavishing you in thanks, kisses and touches that had you panting. You cry out and moan and ask for more of that, “please! you’re so good to me.” And the cycle began again, praise, pleasure, praise.

“ amazing, extraordinary, stunning.” Words whispered in the dark. Others yelled out as the last few had you fucked so good and deep. each thrust making you see stars. Your legs are trembling and you’ve lost count on how many times he’s brought you over the edge but you can’t stop. Oh he looks gorgeous like this, eyes bright and wide. Tell me more. He begs you, you deliver as always. Breathtaking beautiful. celestial. “ the stars had brought him to you it was only fitting that you give him a praise that exemplified how divine he was.

This could go on for hours until your voice fades from praise as well as crying out with each time you came. Your praises may end but Maul isn’t stopping, each one has fueled him and he will make sure to grant you all the pleasures after your sweet words, all for him. You’ll be sore of course and your body will bare many kisses and marks each one to show what you have said, a reminder of the praise you give him.

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Sketch (Maul X Reader blurb)

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From reading the books I think and have headcanons that Maul is fond of writing and sketching

 He sees something interesting? He might sketch it later, better if he can at the moment. There is so little time,  he never capture the detail he wanted. If he can just take the moment he can add it in if not he will scribble a note to himself to recall the detail. 

He will remove the broken tile and remove the papers he has hid. He has been able to keep them hidden, until now. 

The  works are uncovered and destroyed, they were distractions. He didn’t need distractions. He is told to throw each page into the fire and watch as the work turns to ash, after which a grueling training would be presented. 

He did not need distractions.

On this planet far away from there and many years after, there’s paper and a writing utensil. It is scrap paper but paper nonetheless. He takes one leaf and the pencil and starts. A line here, curved one there...a design for the throne he has gained. 

You are surprised by the art you are shown. He was not hesitant to show you but for once was silent as you studied his work. There was careful detail put into the sketch. You are amazed by sharp angles and opulence he made sure to depict. You are in awe and tell him so, watching a quick smile appear and then go just as fast. It was fleeting but you would remember it. You make sure to scan the sketch with the holopad before handing it back to Maul, he should keep it. 

“It’s quite wonderful after all.” 

The next time he shows you a few others he has made and again you compliment his art, smiling all the while at the detail. You sneak a glance at him, he’s smiling just a bit. 

Currently there’s a new notebook, gifted to him on Life Day. You had eagerly placed it in his hands and wished him a happy holiday. A black notebook with a loop for the pen and pencil you had also gifted him. He is unsure what to say but you don’t mind, “I look forward to anything you want to show me.” 

He will show them. 

The notebooks pages are soft to touch and the pencil makes a pleasant scritch scratch as he moves it over the page. 

It’s not a distraction, it’s calming.

He might take to sketching or writing about the architecture of the palace, the stained glass that throws colors across the room. He might write what else needs to be done or about a recent event. There are sketches of other subjects, well a particular one, currently one whose reading across from him.

The curve of your cheek, a hand on your chin, the slight upturn of your lips. You are in quite a few pages...and maybe a drawer full of sketches...he had yet to show you those. 

Maybe soon,but first he wants to finish this sketch.

 It’s one of his best ones.

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Waiting (Darth Maul x Reader)

AN: Just some yearning to be back with a loved one.

Summary: Maul makes a promise to come back and reader waits. Just fluff!~

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It’s like a dream being able to come back to someone but it’s his reality now.

The mission was successful but a wound now was at his side, he pushes at the medical droid that was trying to fix him up. Savage pesters him to let the droid do its job or he will take over.

Maul continues to complain the entire time, on how he should have noticed it and plans on more training when they return..you would have seen it. You would have shot it down and added it to your count.

He wondered if you knew he was coming back right now. It was already late at night on mandalore, you’d probably be asleep now. safe in your bed and he dared to think dreaming of him.

You had stayed behind this time running things on mandalore as the brothers took care of the syndicate.

Savage had playful ruffled your hair getting you to smack his hand in annoyance, you had just fixed it nicely to stay goodbye to the two.

You had turned to maul now. the playful smile you had drops realizing you wouldn’t be fighting at his side, you immediately embrace him,

“ Come back to me.” You whisper against his hearts, it’s a plead.

This is new to him, your love for him. Any love at all. Of course he would return to you, he’d find any way back to the person who has opened their heart to him and loved him so gently. He holds onto you, “ I will.”

You hold on tighter, “ Promise me?”

He tilts your head up, “ Have I failed you before?”

He never has , but maybe if you seal it with a kiss you’d feel better. His lips are immediately on yours when you request it.

It’s deep and ever so good as the kiss is followed by small ones each just a press to your lips but enough to make your head spin.

He’s gotten very good at this.

But he’s not letting go, you push through the haze and remind him it’s time to part. You’ve already sealed the promise. Yet he doesn’t want to let go.

You gently push him away but not before giving him a keldabe kiss as you would have on the field, “for luck.” And a last whispered I love you.

Maul closes his eyes, he will come back to you, he’ll get to hear you whisper I love you again and feel your lips on his soon. He keeps this in mind as they leave, he made a promise to you.

The palace is dark as they return, Maul scowls at the moon. He won’t see you till morning now, he does not want to disrupt your sleep. He would have to go a few more hours without seeing you and having you in his embrace.

He walks past the hall to see your door ajar. You always have it shut it night, he allows himself to look in and make sure nothing is amiss. He’ll catch a glimpse of you asleep hopefully with a smile as you dream.

Instead of being bundled on your bed he finds you fast sleep by the window. Your body leaned against the frame and your datapad long abandoned. You have a blanket over your lap trying to keep yourself warm.His hearts clench at the thought of you staring outside waiting.

Your starlight eyes looking out for the ship. How many hours had you been up waiting for him of all people?

He winced as he knelt next to you but it’s nothing, he needs to wake you now. His beloved should not rest here. Yet the sight of you at the window will love with him, you waited...

He runs a thumb over your cheek the warmth of his touch causing your features to relax. Another hand move, this one moving to your shoulder, “mmmm”

Your eyes slightly open still hazy with sleep, “mmMaul?”

“ I’m back like I promised. “

You are awake now, your starlit eyes shining, “ You’re home.” The way it sounds on your lips so relieved at him being home. You were welcoming him home, this was home...here with his Starlight.

“ I’m home..”

You’re enveloped in an embrace and kissed softly on the lips, “ You waited for me?” He asks. You had waited, waited for him. Wanting him to return. His hearts beat faster as you trace along his tattoos, “ Yes I waited as soon as you comm’d I waited” you get another kiss and whisper the I love you he had been yearning for. Your smile is short lived when you see the bandage , “ You’re hurt”

Maul watches as you tenderly touch the bandage, “ I’m fine Starlight.” You know he won’t tell you otherwise. Stubborn man.

You tilt your head to stare , he looks tired. He had neglected sleep again, you trace along his eyes, but now that would change “ just tell me if it does, you can rest now.” It’s a little plead, “Would you like to stay here with me? “ It’s a question that maul immediately answers with a yes. Anything to hold you.

Maul is gently pulled to your bed, you watch as maul removes his tunic. Your admiration over his form marred when you see the bandage. It’s bigger than you first thought. He lays next to you, and sighs as your hand traces over his chest. He sighs softly, he couldn’t fathom how much he could miss this. Eventually your hand went over where he had gotten hurt, “Are you sure it’s alright?”

Your concern for him is unwavering and something he never had from anyone, you worry for him. You care. Maul nods, and your hand moves to stroke his cheek. “If it does hurt just tell me.” Your lips press to his once more, your kiss was enough to make it alright. Full of tenderness and softness, all for him. Maul promises he will and has you lay down with your head over his hearts. You love hearing how strong his hearts beat and kiss his chest right over them,“ you came back to me.” You whisper. Maul strokes your hair, “You’re my home starlight I would find anyway back to you,”

The two of you finally drift to sleep home in each other’s arms.

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Sweet (Nightmare fuel drabble) Darth maul X reader (18+ due to nature of fic)

I give Maul too many angsty nightmares...so PRETTY MUCH WARNINGS AS FOLLOWED: RATS, ANIMAL DEATH, BITING, BLOOD, DEATH    

18+ as a precaution not smut just nightmare fuel.  

READ MORE FOR ANY OF IT beyond the summary.

If you like spider maul this might be your jam.

If you are fond of monsters...also might be your jam

If you like angst well yes.

SUMMARY: MAUL DREAMS OF LOTHO MINOR AND THE STAR THAT DROPPED INTO THIS WRETCHED PLACE, THEIR KISS IS SWEET AND TOO MUCH FOR A CREATURE SO FAR GONE. 

WARNING AGAIN THIS IS NIGHTMARE FUEL!!!

Within the hovel of rubble and trash a solitary rat wandered from its confines. The only sounds were the crackling fire fueled by debris and likely noxious fumes now emitting and the rat scavenging for a remnant of food.  A crumb, even the leftovers from its fallen brethren would do.

Bones crunch and the rat screeches in pain. The occupant of this hovel shatters the delicate spine, at last something had foolishly found its way in. Morley must have set a trap.

Without much thought the being once known as Darth Maul raised the rat to his mouth and teared into its flesh.  The still warm blood drips down down his throat and hands. Warm and refreshing after a fortnight of scavenging for anything to eat. He should not be eating it so quickly, but it had been so long that he continues. his face is already crimson now more so after the meal if it could be called that, he had been so ravenous he neglected to even use the fire. No matter. No matter it was done. He wipes the blood from his mouth and howls at the hunger still present.

“Are you still hungry?” a soft voice asks. Another being had found its way in with him. Its voice soft and warm, nothing like the voices he hears, he is drawn to it but growls all the same. 

Even in this dark and dank place they stand out. Pristine and in a sheer gown of white, nothing like the damned being before them or this hell he had been cast off too. Their eyes, like Starlight shining with the crackling fire.  There were no stars on Lotho Minor and he had not seen the sky in years. How Morley caught such a creature did not matter, they were here.

They hold out a hand offering up a dried piece of meat, “It's alright. You can have it,” their voice is gentle but as soon as he sees the food that small detail is nothing. They flinch when he rips the offering from their hand and slinks back his spider legs piercing the remnants of the other unfortunate souls around. Like the previous meal Maul begins to eat it quickly.

“You’ll get sick if you eat it that fast,” again their voice is soft, concerned and nothing Maul had experienced.

He complies if only to hear them say, “That’s better.” he feels something brush alongside him, he flinched where they had touched him. So gentle was the brush of their hand on his bare shoulder, they are again close to him. “ I know you’re hungry,” thier eyes are sad and staring at his, “but you need to be careful”  they reach out to touch him again.

Curious to feel such contact again, Maul inches closer. They place a hand on his face, he instantly shivers and leans into it. How can this feel so good? Their other hand moves to the other sides of his face, fingertips tracing the tattoos on his face, “I’ll get you out of here,” they promise.

He isn’t sure how they are able to touch him but he doesn’t want them to stop. Morley had brought him something special this time. Here in this hell of his is this moment of clarity, he is going to get out...with them. 

They move again this time leaning their face closer, Maul pulls back only to be coaxed back in with a gentle hum. They wipe a stray drop of blood from his chin, and stare at the shadow of the once powerful sith, now torn and thrown away among the rubble. His horns have grown askew and his eyes are sunken in, yet in spite of this their lips press to his.

He groans, what was this? Why did he want more of it?

They taste sweet, so sweet on his lips.

He wants more of that taste.

The creature with their Starlight eyes kisses him again. His lips move against theirs each new kiss giving him more of that lovely taste. The kisses delve deeper and they nick their bottom lip on his sharp teeth.

It's a single drop, just one of blood. Sweeter than the kiss.

His lips move away from theirs only to move down to their neck. They sigh and moan as he presses his lips to their pulse. Underneath is more…he kisses the flesh he can feel their pulse under his lips.

Underneath is…

His arms wrap around them tight and his teeth clamp down.

Blood fills his mouth and the sheer white gown is stained red with their blood. They scream, and push, “NO!” he does not relent, they taste so sweet and he was so hungry.

They’re screaming and struggling and Maul only holds tighter, just a bit more. Their fists hit at him, each hit becoming weaker, “no…” they hit again weaker and weaker. Their gown is drenched, red as his skin.

Maul licks the wound. Sweeter than their kiss, but it did not feel as nice as the kisses.

 They aren’t moving. Just still in his arms. Maul looks at the starlit eyes now staring up at nothing. Tear stains on thier cheeks. Maul doesn’t like it, he kisses them away. A hint of salt on his lips that he places on thiers.

They still don’t move and are getting heavy and cold.

Oh.

Colder and getting colder as  the blood begins to dry. They aren’t moving, they were supposed to be moving. They were supposed to get out.

But he had been so hungry…

——-

Maul  wakes up and bites down on his fist to keep from screaming. If he puts it down he will keep screaming. Beside him his Starlight lay, dressed in a pristine white gown and  thier neck covered in love bites. 

He feels sick at the sight of them. 

His starlight stirs, and opens thier eyes. Eyes that are looking at him, half asleep and quickly waking to the sight of thier beloved in shambles. “ Maul?” you reach for him. You always reach for him in dreams, nightmares and now.

Maul gets out of the bed and falls to the floor, “NO! STAY AWAY FROM ME! PLEASE!”

A nightmare.

“Maul it was a nightmare, it's alright. I am alright.” you hurry out of the bed and are at his side. 

He looks back to the bites, some harsher than others.

You were so hungry… you killed them. You would have killed them. 

“No…I won't do that..I would never” he isn’t talking to them and pulls away as they get closer. Their hands outstretched to him, “ I’m here love, I’m safe. We are safe”

“ I was hungry…I was so hungry,” He looks to them again, “ I wanted a taste. I bit down,”

They  slowly sank to thier knees, his mind had plagued him once more , “ Oh my love”

“I would never-“ he whispers, “ Starlight what if I..” he looks to the bites, he loved giving them and their pretty moans asking for more. He had been close to breaking the skin before.

What if he-

They get close enough, and take thier chance to hold him close.  He clutches onto them, he needed to feel thier warmth  and thier heart beating under his ear.

He couldn't sleep, if he did he would see them. 

The shadow of Maul with a dead Star in his arms.

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Reader is a Jadi

Mual and reader secretly dating an Obi-Wan's catching on so the reader get maul to fake kill them so they can join the dark side

Follow the Dark (Darth Maul X Jedi!Reader) *Everyone is above 18  

A/N: I would like to add I’d make a terrible Jedi, if this man asked me to join him I’d just follow along. 

You are not sure how this ended up coming to be but you know there is no going back he’s supposed to have killed you, the red blade is at your throat close enough that you can feel the heat radiating from it.

Instead, the saber is turned off and you are staring deep into golden eyes. “ You already have taken a step toward the dark. It is hard to miss, how did your master not notice?”  You are startled how did he know? Is he a Sith from the legends?

He peers closer at you…that pull to the dark is present..oh yes a Sith. You see crimson skin and an array of tattoos, against your better judgment you find him beautiful.

“You are not very well versed in quieting your mind. Are you little Jedi?” He should kill you, he really should. But your saber he had seen it from afar, the alternating colors.  As if it was still undecided on what to choose,  You were interesting and he was curious.

So a little game began. He let you go with the warning about what he knew of you and you stayed quiet. You agreed to meet him again.

You frown at the speeder,“There’s only one seat,”

He doesn’t seem to care, and you have no choice but to climb behind him. He is pleasantly warm and you could feel the muscles of his frame despite the dark robes, “ I can hear you, “

You only continue. You wonder if the tattoos are further spread out under the robes.

The speeder goes a bit faster as you speed through the city of Corasuant

The area is lavish, yet despite this the apartment you are escorted into is bare. Save for a bed and a meditating mat.

You watch as he removed the cloak, an impressive crown of horns protrude from his skull and you feel your face warm at the sight of him, he is handsome.

A Sith, he’s a Sith.

He chuckles, the sound is pleasant to your ears, “ You are at odds, would it not be easier to just give in?”

He moves around you like a snake about its prey. “ To stop restricting yourself with the Jedi, everything you could want, everything…” he leans closer, again you are faced with those gold eyes.

He could kill you now, it would be so simple. You can’t help but consider what he says, every restriction everything you gave up before you had known you could experience.

His lips are hovering over yours, “ Tell me little Jedi, what is the first thing you would want,” He knows the answer. he can sense it, but he rather it hear it from those lips.

You let out a shaky breath, “You.”

You've lost the moment he kisses you, you can’t have this if you remain in the light.

The kiss intensifies, each one in succession pulling you into the dark. You keep reaching for him and eventually, you fall into the bed. Its dark now as you listen to the sound of two hearts under your ear as his fingers trace over your bare arm. You want to stay here. He tilts your head to kiss your bruised lips once again, “ Next time,”

Your saber continues to darken, you play it off as a sign of malfunctioning crystal.

No one dares bat an eye, well almost.

Another padawan  Kenobi is very interested in the sight of the orange saber that teeters on red. “ I am positive that they don’t do that.” he continues to pester you, and follow you about, every time you go to see Maul he is right there behind you. “ Are you sure you are all right?” He asks you each time.

He keeps looking into your eyes checking and searching for a sign. Maybe he is hoping you cry out for help. You are far too gone for that and glad to be so. Maul was waiting for you.

“ I am fine, I will just get another crystal the next time the younglings journey to Ilum.” You need to get away.

“Now if you excuse me I have a task in the upper decks of the city” Obi-Wan seems discomforted by this, “Yes the others have mentioned you frequent there now, are you sure you are alright,” You freeze, “ Yes. Of course. it's just a Senator who asked for a protection detail.”

“ Which one?”

“ Too important to tell a padawan I just have to keep guarding the area. Now please, I will be late” you push forward. Once again Kenobi watches as you leave just as you said you leave for the higher levels.

“ What kept you?” your lover pulls you into the shadows. They are comforting now, being in the dark with him, you hustle close against his chest.  

“A fellow Padawan, who insists on helping me about my saber.” you pull away to  ignite it, the red-orange tinge was undeniable, glowing just as brightly as the one Maul possessed  “ It's beautiful,”

He kissed your temple, “ You’ve grown more powerful each time,”

“Thanks to you.” you smile, You were right about the Jedi, they’d never let me have this power,” you reach out to touch him, “ Any of this.” he leans into your touch kissing your palm, “You will have everything you desire,”

He’s going to take you from them, away from the Jedi, your the final step into the darkness, one day you’d rise above them, dark and beautiful at his side.

“Y/N??!!”

No.

No.No. NONONOONONONO

You see those familiar blue eyes. A single light in the dark you love and thrive in. Your eyes flash gold. your grip on Maul tightens.

He’s going to take me back I don’t want to go back.

He senses your distress, all brought on by this Jedi. He bares his teeth, but knows he cannot kill the Jedi, not out in the open. But he will not let him take you from him.  

“ Let her go!”

Maul pulls your saber up towards your body, he will not harm you, not you, never you…if he could help it.  But the Jedi doesn’t know that.

“ Trust me?” he whispers.

“Yes.”

You scream as the saber cuts into you.

you lay limp in the shadow’s arms with your eyes glassy.  

Let this work, let this work.

The Jedi steps back he should fight. You had just been killed, but as he steps Maul grabs you and throws you over the edge of the landing. The last sound you hear is Obi-Wan screaming.

You land hard on the cruiser below, “ MAUL??!!”

“ I ask if you trusted me.”  he checks the wound, not too deep, but painful to touch. 

“ I can’t go back. “ you whisper as you look up, the realization hits you, you were free…

Maul can hear your thoughts once more, “ Where do you wish to go?”

You smile, “ anywhere as long as I am with you.” your eyes have changed, now golden yellow, they suit you well.

He smiles and kisses you deeply, “ A perfect destination.”

[justalittletomato]

Flutter (Dad!Maul and Reader)

A:N: its Halloween and I wrote this??? Its very fluffy and so soft with Dad Maul and his pregnant SO. 

Summary: Reader puts away their armor for now they wont be going on missions anytime soon, not with the little one on the way. A moment so awaited finally happens.

Warnings: pregnancy mentions.  

      He watches as you begin to put away your armor. The beskar carefully shined and battle worn now tucked into the chest in front of the bed.

You move to put away the helmet now, tracing over the horns you had painted on some time ago, it will be some time until you will use it again.  

At one time you would have been angry at having to putting away the armor. You had done so before. It had not been your choice. You were elated to finally put it back on. Now you place it in carefully away but this time was different...very different.

As you close the chest and begin to stand, Maul, is at your side. He is fretting over you again, but this time you let him unwilling to say you actually needed some help after being on your knees for some time. His eyes meet yours, searching for any sign of discomfort, when he finds none you can see him relax. his shoulder loosen and his eyes move to look down.

At around 5 months along it was very clear that were with child.  Your tummy had grown and you found your hands often resting over your bump.

For now the helmet and armor would be put away, but you were the furthest thing from upset.

Currently, your thoughts were filled with ideas on what needed to be done and further done the road the armor you and Maul would make for the little one.

You smile as Maul places his hands on the bump, he tends to that often now. Each time closing his eyes for the moment and being able to sense the child. His child. The truth puzzles him and delights him to no end.

When you had started to show, it was just incredible. You stood in front the mirror turning slightly and noticing the now definitive shape. your satin gown defining the change,  and you couldnt help but feel tears fill your eyes from joy.  Maul had walked in at that moment and saw it as well. The slight curve under the satin  and the way your hand nestled on top. He was awestruck by the pure joy that radiated from you.  

He walked over and knelt in front of you. His hands at your hips gently holding you. To say he was enamored by you even more was not enough. He looked to you hesitantly, his lips started to move but you stopped him. 

“ You don’t need to ask Maul, “ you assured him.

His golden eyes went from thier usual brilliance to a gentle glow. His hand spread over the bump mesmerized by how such a subtle change had effected him. 

His hearts beat faster as he could sense the child’s force signature, it had been faint before. Now shining bright and unmistakable.

“Aren’t you just remarkable? So small yet already shining so bright my little Star.” he kissed the bump and carefully pressed his face against it. You couldnt help but let a few happy tears fall, “ Our little Star, I love it.”

Now here you both were only a few short months away. 

Maul still has his eyes closed, “ Our little star is happy today. “ you smile, “ of course, they can sense thier Daddy is here.” His hearts warm at the thought, “Are you little one?” 

You still as a flutter starts in your belly, Maul sensed it too. “Starlight?” he dares to ask if his suspicion was true.

There’s another flutter, this time near the side. Maul moves his hands again.  

You can feel your eyes water, you had waited for this.. your child again flutters,  “They’re kicking, Maul, oh they’re finally kicking!”

You move his hand to follow the next one. The two of you are laughing and crying unable to decide which was more appropriate. Both were. 

Maul frowns slightly when the kicks stops, he wanted to feel his little one push against his palm once more. you stroke his cheek in comfort, “They’ll be more to come..and in a few  months...” you cant help but laugh in joy, “ OH!  They’ll be in our arms, Maul! Just a few more months..” 

That look on your face, so full of tenderness and love for the child. He can’t help but kiss you deeply, so in love with this Goddess that was granting him this life at your side and soon a child he could love with all his hearts. The deep kiss slows and soon it's just gentle kisses over your lips and peppered all over your face. All the while Maul whispering nothing but thanks and I love you’s.

Just like he had when you first started to show Maul kneels in front of you and kisses the bump. 

He rests his face against it once again and you soon feel tears against the cloth.  You run your fingers between his horns to soothe him, you know he isn't sad just overwhelmed. “You're already a wonderful husband Maul..” you hear him chuckle and feel more tears, “ Attentive and loving, a bit over the top, and ever so protective,” he’s slightly shaking from happiness and your praise, he pressed closer against the bump, “ Our little Star is getting a wonderful father, you're doing so well already,”

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What if? In a time not so far away..( baby? tomato and Dad!Maul)

Definitely not considering the future and all its possibilities and how in a particular future Cress has been staying home for the past few weeks.

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He’s in his mid-late 20’s now and his rebel days have finally ended. Now he is currently sitting in bed as his love sleeps, oh how she’ll get to rest because he can’t close his eyes. He hold his old blanket in his arms and smiles at the little sounds in the relative silence. The long loved purple blanket now harboring the most precious thing in the galaxy.  

She holds his index finger in her little hand, her grip tight and Cress can’t bear to move, she holds him there. She holds his hearts with this tiny grip. He won’t ever be able to move.

He closes his eyes and calls through the bond that has healed some years back, “ I don’t know what I’m doing.”

He doesn’t wait long for an answer, he hears his Father open the door, “ Your buir will kill us both if they find I saw them first.” Maul steps into the room as quietly as he can. A bit difficult when your legs were metal and only seemed to creak more as the years have past.

Cress smiles, “ Her. “ he offers, “We have a little girl.”

Maul steps closer with caution, “ a girl?” He can’t help but smile as Cress nuzzles the tiny face, “ My little girl.” Cress shivers and breathes.” I don’t know what I’m doing. I don’t.”

He looks to Maul, “ Dad..what if,” he looks down to the baby, “What if I make a mistake?”

There’s a hand on his shoulder reassuring and holding tight, “ Then you make a mistake, I think you and I have proven that things don’t always go as you wish.” the hand moves from his shoulder to touch the back of his head , as if he was a child once more, he felt like it.

Small,  unsure  and listening to Maul for some advice, “You’ll learn from them. You won’t be perfect, but I know you, you’ll do anything for them and that’s a wonderful start.”

Cress smiles, “ Did it feel like you couldn’t move? As if this one tiny being held you in place?” 

Maul laughs quietly, “I still do.”

The bundle gives out a small little sound, “ Ah your little girl is awake.” Maul whispers.

“Your granddaughter, “ Cress adds

It dawns on him now it really does, “ My granddaughter...”

“Do you want to hold her?” His son holds the bundle out, his son’s child...Oh how things have changed. “More than anything.”

His granddaughter looks up at him curious, she had cress’s eyes. His starlight’s eyes were once again gracing the galaxy in one of most beautiful little faces he had ever seen. Maul had never thought he’d be a father and now so many years after he holds his first grandchild. 

A grandchild...his Cress’s child. Another little Star has joined them,” Little one this is my father, “ Cress whispers, “ so that means this is your Grandpa Maul,” Maul likes that. He really likes that title more than anything he has ever been given , “Just be careful he doesn’t make you an apprentice, “ Maul scowls, “Cress.”

“I’m merely joking,” his son laughs, “ oh but little one, he’ll tell you so many stories and likely tell you stories I won’t allow.”

“ I will.” Maul promises to the baby girl.

“ And love you more than the galaxy above.”

“ That’s already happening “ maul corrects “and little one you must know your grandpa is the proudest father right now. Your daddy here is going to be the best, he will make mistakes like we all do but oh he will love you oh so much I promise you that more than all the stars in the galaxy”

Cress feels his eyes water, “More than all the stars in the universe.”

“See? He’s already doing so well.”

The three sit quietly in the dark, gently whispering to  the newest child of all the love and hope they will soon receive as the new day starts, a new future ready to begin.

[justalittletomato]

Rambles with Dad!Maul once again

I had this little piece on my phone for a while so I used my nice new keyboard to polish it up. 

Let me know if anyone wants me to start tagging them if I do anymore of these! 

As always S/O can be interpreted as reader and of course characters might be slightly OOC. It's just self- indulgent fluff 

The gist : Maul and S/O are finally parents, softness ensues.  

It was over as soon as the doctor placed the newly born baby in his arms, “Remember support his head,” the tiny bundle was handed to him one arm under the small body and the other holding the head and neck. The newcomer all wrapped up in the purple blanket y/n had been knitting for the past few weeks.

“There you go, you’re off to a good start. The little one looks just like you. Now hold on to him, while I take care of y/n. “

Maul looked down at his son, it was jarring to see such as sight, the tiny face was scrunched but as the doctor mentioned the child had the same crimson red skin sans the markings.

His son’s face was round, his tiny cheeks looked soft. Hesitantly, Maul moved his hand only slightly to touch the baby’s face. Maul was struck by the warmth and softness of the baby’s cheek. Almost immediately the baby relaxed and opened his eyes, ( y/ec)  like his mother’s, thank the force. Maul wanted nothing more than to just curl around the child, to protect him and hold him tight. So this was his son, this was his child. Their child.

“Bring him here I only caught a glimpse.” His beautiful wife beckoned, he could not deny her.   Maul carefully brought their son over, “He looks like me (y/n).”

The look of adoration on Y/N face was unmatched, “ He’s beautiful. “ She held out her arms, Maul gently placed the baby in her embrace, “ This is your mother, my..my son” the word stuck in his throat. His starlight smiled gently at him, “Yes, our son”.

She marveled at her child, their child, Maul kept reminding himself.

“He has your eyes,” Maul added.

The new mother stroked the baby’s chubby cheek, “That he does, don’t you my tiny tomato?” She kissed the child’s face, “ Our little tomato.”

He wanted to remain in this moment, it was too good to be real. A wife and son, he had a wife and son. He kissed his beloved’s forehead,  “Thank you, my starlight.”

She looked at him with tears in her eyes, “ I must thank you too,”

She looked down at thier son, “ Now we are whole.”

He gave her another soft kiss to her forehead, and then to her cheek trying to express his thanks before settling to give her a deep kiss, only pulling away at the sound of a whimper from the baby. Maul quickly tries to hush the baby gently, “ It’s alright my little one, we are here , you won’t ever have to cry.” he caresses the babies soft cheek, the small babe purred gently and quieted.

“y/n, did you hear it?” he couldn’t help the rise in his voice at the revelation.

“Hear it? I felt it!” the pair  looked down at their baby who purred content in his parent’s arms. Maybe it was reflex, but Maul realized he was purring in sync with the baby. His wife gave him a surprised look, “ That’s new, I quite like it and so does the baby. Don’t you tomato?”

The baby merely purred in “reply”

+Fast forward two weeks later+

“Maul you can’t take Cress to the meeting.” Y/N watched with amusement as Maul attempted to tuck the baby into a wrap.

He gave a frustrated sigh as Cress wiggled out of place again,

“I have  5 meetings today I won’t see him at all and the idiot Pykes want me to appear in person for a Syndicate meeting in the next cycle.”

The baby Cress, just yawned at his parents antics.

Y/N looked down at the little bundle,  “He’s already tired, you know you get heated in debate just leave him with me,”  She offered up, only for Maul to hold Cress a little closer.“It will be a good start to his education, I’ll comm you as soon as its too much for him.”  Y/N crosses her arms over her chest in hopes to dissuade him but gives up quickly at the sight of Maul successfully tucking the baby in the wrap.

She just gives him a small kiss on the cheek, “ Fine then, just make sure to keep him warm and please don’t fight the council at least hand Cress off to Savage first.”  She gives her son a small kiss as well before waving the two off to the throne room.

“ Y/N I won’t physically fight anyone”, Maul let her know, “Cress needs to know other ways to debate and fight,”

Y/N just sighed and went back to her desk, educating Cress would be an interesting endeavor with Maul.  

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What is there to lose? ( Darth Maul X Reader)

A/N: Well how did these two even meet? Good timing mostly, there’s nothing like a planetary take over to meet people. 

Warning: blood mention 

Synopsis: The Duchess has been overthrown and Mandalore is in chaos as parties fight over who is to rule, unfortunately for our reader being stuck at the palace at such a time has its new share of issues. 

These newcomers had taken over mandalore ready to burn them all down. In the turbulent transition of power Y/N had hidden away in the vents. She was not going to die for the Duchesses failings, for the past 5 years she had been warning her of their vulnerability. The capitol had lived under her ideals for nearly 15 years and what had it brought them?

Y/N winced as she heard another guard be torn down, thier screams echoing through the vents. She knew how to fight, she had trained like her ancestors before her, she might have been one of the handmaidens under Satine, poised and fighting with words rather than blasters and knives. Each time she was forced to agree to these ludicrous ideas of pacifism was a painful lie. Maybe if she tried she could find her way through the vents, she knew them well enough.

She just had to get to her room and dawn her armor, it would just take a moment.

Metal screeched as the grate was pulled away from the vent, rather than scream, Y/ N turned to stare at the person who would end her life.

All she could see was gold eyes glowing in the darkened vent, something pulled her out from her hiding place yet she felt no hand touch her, Y/N only grunted as she dropped onto the ground, "She looks important brother," a deep voice commented as she was pulled up to her feet.  

Her captors were not human, not mandalorian, or from the syndicates. She had never seen anyone like them in person before, her y/ec eyes focusing in on the  golden and crimson hues of thier skin ,the intricate black tattoos on thier faces, and distinctive horns on thier heads resembling crowns. The taller golden one was broad garbed in armor, if she dared to run he'd likely just crush her,so she remained  still. The one next to him was slightly taller than her and more lean than the other. However he donned no armor just a simple gray tunic revealing more tattooed skin on his chest. The scowl on his face warned her not to upset him, she couldn't help but shiver slightly under his gaze but she couldn't help but stare at him either.

She had never seen anyone with such eyes, it reminded her of the molten gold she had seen being melted away when Satine had ordered some helmets to be discarded, the same burning gold looking back at her. He was beautiful, her own thought bewildered her and forced her to mentally let out a string of curses.

"A handmaid and nothing more," the crimson man's voice brought her back, its sound surprising. Unlike the baritone of the other this one was more smooth almost pleasant if she didn't know this was likely the last few words she would hear.

She couldn't help but scoff at his comment, " If you are going to kill me at least fling my body in front the Duchess," she couldn't stop herself now " Its my one request, she refused to listen to me for years," The resentment in her voice present after so long of denying it."I would like at least one moment of recognition in death."

The two were silent for a moment,it was the Crimson one that spoke first, "I have a better proposition for you, lead us to the duchess and I'll let you tell her yourself,"

Y/n considered it, a last laugh would be acceptable. she had nothing now with Satine disposed, all her efforts of trying to keep part of Mandalore the way it was had crumbled and with death watch in the horizon she would likely be killed, so much for trying. "I have nothing to lose at this point, follow me..." she offered her hand, "This is Savage my apprentice." the yellow one nodded to confirm, "and I am Maul." the woman raised a brow slightly perplexed, " Savage and Maul, I am a little sorry that this companionship won't last too long i would have loved to learn more about you two, your force users aren't you? ," she didn't wait for an answer as turned to walk forward, before pausing, " oh right," she turned to look at them, " I'm Y/N. Now come along their probably already looking for me anyway. but I should try to make this more convincing."  The two watched as she reached into the pocket of her dress and pulled out a vibroblade, Savage reflexively covered Maul. Maul just had his arms crossed intrigued at the the women's dedication to his offer.

Y/n bit her lip and brought the tip of the blade from the back of her palm to her elbow.  Red blood dripped from the cut, onto her dress and more so as she rubbed it onto her other arm and smudged some on her face.

"You must really resent her, " Maul commented with slight amusement, he saw a bit of himself in her willingly to put a bit of harm in the way if needed, Y/N merely shrugged, " I've been denied any recognition for most of my life, why not make the moment a bit theatrical."

He liked her answer, " Then lead the way, Y/N, your revenge will not be denied."

"Well I wouldn't call it revenge per say, but it will truly be worth it, even if you'll be killing me after." She watched Maul furrowed his brow, " You're welcome to reverse your plan, Mandalore is an obstacle especially for outsiders even natural born ones."

Aftermath 

When it was all said and done, Y/N was still alive, she stood next to savage still bloodied and tilting her head at the sight of the Nite Owls flying off, "For a group that claims to follow the ways of Mandalore they seem to avoid what they disagree with automatically. The laws of battle have always come first," she shook her head in dismay. 

She and Savage watched as Maul took the throne, as a show of gratitude began to walk towards the death watch to take a place among them.

She found  she couldn't move, of course, the former Sith had made her stop rather than ask outright, "Now where are you going? Your place is with us" 

Y/N felt her eyes go wide, "This is all partly your doing as well." Maul released her,  Y/N turned to take a step back to the brothers as she considered what he said, "You've proven you are willing to do what you must, but this time we will see that you are recognized," He was pleased with her, the handmaid was a fierce thing, with the right instruction she could be an asset. The willingness to tear down others was already present. 

Y/N watched as Maul held out a hand, "It's as you said, what do you have to lose?"  

She had done this,the blood on her hands might as well been Satine's and Vizsla's in addition to the others she had torn down, but did she regret it?

She couldn't find herself saying no, Maul was right.

She had been denied long enough, but how could she trust someone who had taken over her homeworld.

Y/N had already placed her hand was in his, someone who had murdered the woman she had once admired and the people who had tried to bring back thier old way of life.

She kept staring at him, gold staring at y/e.

She had nothing to lose and he was offering her everything everyone had denied her.

He saw her for what she could do, and for someone who was always cast aside by those who had known her for years, well she couldn't refuse, "You're right," His hand gripped her a bit tightly at her acceptance, those eyes gleaming as she took the next step into the dark, "It would be an honor to serve you, Lord Maul."  

"Good, now Y/N let's begin..."