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Stardust made to shine

Flufftober - Fireplace

Darth Maul x fem!Jedi OC Ayane Arinori

Song: AURORA - Heathens

Warnings: bit of sexual tension between those two idiots 😅😚; also Maul is hot

Word count: 3054

Note: This was meant to be finished in ocotber for the prompt fireplace for flufftober...HERE IT IS LOL. I have zero excuses for why it took so long. Only that life is stressful and being and adult sucks. But I am happy with how it can out and I am even brave enough to post it without beta reading 🤭 I really enjoy writing Ayane this way, maybe even a little more then in FMTTM. Pls forgive me if the formatting here and on Ao3 is shitty. I am lazy.

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Cold wind whipped mercilessly in Ayane's face. Her face was already flushed and it was not because of the Zabrak, far too heavy for her, that she was supporting in her arms. Who would have thought she would meet him right here in such a deserted section of the galaxy. Master Kenobi had sent her on this mission. The Council suspected Separatist activity in this area and had been ordered to check it out. But the fact that it was exactly him she came across was something neither of them expected.

Ayane did what she was asked to do. Or rather, what she had been ordered to do. It was a moon orbiting an ancient, almost forgotten planet that was in a sector of the Outer Rim. Because of this, the Council assumed that the activity they were receiving from there was separatist in nature. The still somewhat clumsy Jedi Knight, not wanting to admit that she had not been a Padawan for a long time anymore, did as she was ordered to do and set off with a droid. Her skills as a pilot weren't enough to allow her to travel alone with a starship.

When her investigations on the planet itself came to nothing, a strangely familiar feeling led her to the very moon on which she now found herself.

She quickly realized that the feeling was her current rival and once lover Darth Maul. "Formerly Darth..." she reminded herself. She heard a loud grunt from the Zabrak she was supporting as those words rolled over her lips. How had they ended up in this predicament?

Quickly Ayane had to learn and realize that weather conditions on the moon were not normal. One minute there was clear, warm sunshine and the next the weather would change. And not only did the weather change rapidly in seconds, no, the flora and fauna also underwent an absolute transformation. Trees lost their leaves as dark clouds closed in and a fierce snowstorm began. Animals rushed into burrows, flowers died within moments and a layer of ice began to cover lakes and rivers.

In the middle of the storm she met the men, who held nothing but rage in his eyes. Both quickly drew their lightsabers and a fight broke out, despite the severe cold that afflicted Ayane. Due to the lack of reports and analyses of the planet and its moon, these weather fluctuations were unknown and the woman had accordingly not been able to prepare herself with special clothing. She only wore her Jedi robes.

Ayane's heart pumped faster, her breathing became uneasy. She tried to think of the exercises and teachings of her Master, but it was easier to think about it then put those thoughts into action.

Most importantly, she didn't have much time when Maul made the first attack, striking with his red blade. Her orange lightsaber, the color of the moon of her home, blocked the Zabrak's strike. Both blades hummed as they struck the other, as if they were crying out because they had hurt themselves. Maul was far more powerful and stronger than Ayane. The snow and ice beneath her feet crunched and cracked as he pressed her into the ground. A diabolical smile ran across his lips and Maul brought to Ayane all the hatred he felt for the Jedi.

Wildly the two fought in the blizzard as the temperature dropped and the former Sith Lord kept spitting insults at her. He was so much stronger and more experienced than her. That Ayane could hold out against him for so long was probably due to the mysterious connection through the Force she shared with him.

And then there was a small moment, just maybe a damn millisecond, when Maul gave her a window of opportunity to counterattack. She used the time she was given and threw a punch of the Force at Maul. She spun her body around once, deactivating her lightsaber as she did so, and when she looked back at Maul, she abruptly extended her arms.

The Zabrak reacted quickly, deflecting the blow with his own control of the Force. Nevertheless, the brute force of Ayanes punch sent him sliding backwards a few feet. His weapon was also deactivated. Again a malicious smile ran across his lips. He took a few steps towards the Jedi.

Ayane braced herself, this fight had gone on too long and she knew she would not win it. But suddenly and unexpectedly, the tide would turn in her favor once again when she heard a crackling sound under the man's artificial feet.

Maul had also noticed the sound, but at that moment it was too late. The thin layer of ice on which he stood hid a lake. The ice gave way and, although Maul tried to get off the lake, he sank into the icy water. Everything happened so suddenly and quickly and Ayane's eyes grew bigger and bigger as she realized what had happened.

His lightsaber slipped from his hand as he tried to hold on and came to rest on the edge of the small hole. Small bubbles rose and the water was choppy. Ayane expected him to resurface any second.

They were long seconds...

Many seconds...

Minutes...

He couldn't get out on his own. His legs...

"You'll regret this..." gave Ayane as she wiped off her Jedi cloak and dropped her sword on it. Quickly she jumped into the water herself. It was so cold that it almost robbed her of consciousness. She swam fast, darkness enveloped her and it was hard to locate the Zabrak. But after a few meters she saw him. His cheeks were puffy and he was holding back what air he had left in his lungs. Maul waved his arms around but absolutely didn't move. His eyes were almost trembling and Ayane could have sworn it was fear she saw there.

And so they had ended up in that very predicament. Ayane had no idea how she managed to pull Maul out of the lake. She just instinctively grabbed him by the waistband of his trousers and put his arm around her shoulder. The Force was strong in her today and supported her in her endeavor.

Ayane was desperately looking for shelter. Anything where she had the possibility to maybe make a fire and where they could both warm and dry themselves. If this continued, they would both freeze to death. She had just saved the life of a man she didn't know how to sort out her feelings about and then she was supposed to freeze to death in the middle of a wasteland called the moon? No, that just couldn't be, she didn't want that. A strong gust of wind hit her again and she almost sank to her knees with Maul.

Despite his own weakness at that moment, he supported Ayane as much as she supported him. Her hand went to his chest to hold herself better. Surprisingly, his skin was warmer than she had expected. Ayane remembered the studies on different species and the altered metabolism of the Zabrak. They recovered more quickly from temperature changes and generally their metabolism worked much faster than that of humans.

It was like a twist of fate when the woman discovered a small, old hut on a hillside. It was made of solid stone and withstood the storm. It must be my imagination. Someone really lived here? Someone built something that looked like a house? Death knocked on the door. This could only be a hallucination, a desperate attempt at her sanity.

"It's not." gasped Maul a little weakly. "I see it too."

He did it again...

He searched her mind.

Ayane still couldn't figure out if he was doing it on purpose or if she was naively sharing those thoughts with him every time. Just like she had done back on Midgard. She revealed so much weakness to him. She knew he could wipe her out all at once and yet...

The door was kicked open and Ayane's eyes analyzed the room. It was a rather plainly furnished building. There were many boxes made of wood and steel, neatly organized. It looked as if the building was a warehouse. At the other end of the room, the woman was looking directly at a fireplace. She heaved Maul against a crate near the fireplace.

It was still so bitterly cold...

She quickly brushed Maul's top off his shoulders. That was the only thing he allowed, because when she tried to remove his gloves, he grabbed her by the wrist and gave her an angry, almost aggressive look.

"I don't like it either, but you have to get out of those wet clothes," she countered the look immediately.

"Take care of yourself, Jedi." he hissed through his sharp teeth.

Ayane left it at that. She knew Maul and knew that persuading him was like riding a Rankor. So she placed the two lightsabers in front of the fireplace. She quickly found something to light a fire. As the flames rose up and filled the stock, which it obviously was, with warmth and a cozy light.

She found a blanket in a corner and wrapped it around Maul. "There is only this one blanket," she said, looking him in the eye. "We have to warm our bodies against each other, otherwise none of us will get out of here alive."

She began to remove her Jedi robes.Then she heard a laugh from the Zabrak's mouth. "Tell it like it is, woman." Maul leaned forward. "You need me to survive. Your human body can't withstand the cold."

"And your mechanical legs would have dragged you to the bottom of the lake if I hadn't been there." She placed her clothes in front of the fire together with Maul's top. Then she sat down next to Maul in her underwear, swung the blanket around her and leant against him a little. Her skin only touched his very lightly. "Don't kid yourself. You need me just as much as I need you right now. I hate to admit it myself. To someone like you..." she stopped herself.

"Keep talking, Jedi. What you have in your head right now just doesn't fit very well with what your master taught. You and the rest of the Jedi are ridiculous beyond compare."

Ayane squinted her eyes a little. The underwear she was still wearing was still soaked from the icy water. "What am I doing that's ridiculous in your eyes?"

"You could have left me behind. You would have defeated one of your order's greatest enemies. Imagine how proud your masters would be." There was hatred in Maul's voice. Yet, Ayane felt a certain pride and...fear.

"But I didn't." She leaned a little more against Maul's muscular arm. Her muscles were tense to protect her from the cold. Despite the dancing fire, her body didn't want to get warm. "I saved you."

"I am your adversary, an enemy of your order. I am a thorn in the side of your faith. My destruction should be your highest priority."

Ayane straightened up and looked at Maul. He did not return her gaze. "Do you really think that? Do you really think I should kill you?"

"That's the way of things. That's what the Force commands." His eyes now wandered over to the woman. His face was rigid, emotionless. Why should he show anything other than disdain?

"Then do it," Ayane replied quickly. "Why don't you kill me if you think that's the way of things? If you think that's the way of the Force!" Her voice grew louder and she clenched her hands into fists. Ayane tensed her muscles so tightly that the skin on her knuckles turned white and her teeth gritted from the tension she was exerting on her jaw. "Kill me, now!"

Ayane was so angry that she hadn't even realized that she was now standing in front of the Zabrak, the warming blanket only covering his body. She stood in front of the fireplace and could feel the warmth on her back. Still, none of this helped. The flame was too small to be able to fight the merciless cold that seeped through every crack in this leaky building. Just as Ayane was unable to withstand Maul, to resist him. Goosebumps covered her body and soon she was no longer trembling from the cold. It was an unspeakable rage she felt in her heart, unable to admit such feelings.

Ayane's eyes explored Maul's body. She took in every tattoo, which was as black as the endless galaxy. She already knew each one, as they had spent more than enough time together on Midgard. Before she became a Jedi, before Ayane knew what was behind Maul's stay on her home planet. But now she knew more than she ever wanted.

He looked beautiful like this…

Her lips opened, but before she could say anything, Maul was already holding her hand in his. He slid forwards a little, the blanket slipping over his shoulders and revealing his body. His golden eyes bored into hers, his gaze fixed, but not angry or malicious. There was no danger in it. The material of his glove pressed against her skin. Ayane remembered the feeling and the material of his gloves. It was the first thing she felt from Maul.

Then he did something she hadn't expected. Maul put the hand that had just been resting on hers around her waist, hugged her with the other and gently pressed his head against her stomach. He made sure that none of his horns hurt her. The woman raised her hands, a little startled, and wanted to take a step back, but the Zabrak's firm grip made that impossible. His skin was so warm. "Your path was a mistake. That you became a Jedi...that should never have happened..."

A loud, almost angry snort came from Ayane's nostrils. "What are you doing now? What are you..."

Maul interrupted her and looked up at her. Their eyes met again. "You feel…that is your mistake." Ayane's mouth fell open in horror and shock at what he had just said.

Maul pushed hard against her body and brought her to her knees so that she was now kneeling in front of him. The jerky and brutal movement caused the Jedi to wrap her arms around his neck. Their lips almost met…

His hands bored into her skin, leaving white marks on it. "Why are you still a part of them? I sense that you realize it yourself. That you know what I've said is the truth. Your insecurity, your fear...it fills this room. It trembles under your feet, little Jedi Knight."

The realization hit her like a wild Bantha wandering the plains of Tatooine. He was right. Maul, the enemy she had fought so often, was right. And she didn't like that. She quickly grabbed his face and pulled him closer to hers. Their bodies were tightly entwined. Ayane no longer felt the cold. It had given way to a very familiar heat. "No..." she only whispered.

The Zabrak stared at her. "Admit it."

Ayane shook her head and squeezed her eyes shut as she felt tears welling up. She hastily pressed her lips to those of the man in front of her. She straightened her upper body as best she could. It hurt to feel his naked skin on hers.

She was weak. She was giving herself over to something she shouldn't and Ayane knew it was inevitable that it would happen. She knew her place was not in the Order and yet...

Maul's hands squeezed the woman close again and he let himself fall backwards. The moment he was on his back, Ayane stopped the kiss and looked at him again.

"Say it." he began in a low and calm voice. "No one will know."

Ayane swallowed hard, not allowing the tears to fall. She dropped her head onto Maul's torso. Her body was tense, almost clinging to the Zabrak. "I..." she began and tried to swallow the words, "...you."

Maul's eyes widened. "Say it. Look at me and tell me how you feel."

She quickly straightened up and sat on his lap. Tears streamed down her face, which was turning red. "I hate you!" she finally shouted at him. "For your arrogance, for always being right! It's because of you that I became a Jedi in the first place! Because you....because you!" she stammered.

"Because I what?" Maul asked, almost amused. His lips curled into a devilish smile.

"Because you didn't come back! Because you left me alone on Midgard! Because you always make me want to break the rules of my order and my master!" her voice broke. She weakened and put her face in her hands.

"Then join me." That was the only thing Maul said to her. He didn't reassure her, he didn't hug her. He simply allowed the feelings she had held back for so long to escape.

"You know I can't and I won't..." Ayane rubbed her eyes. She placed her hands on the Zabrak's chest. She tried to calm her breathing.

Maul sat up and hugged Ayane again. "Then at least enjoy this moment." he kissed the corner of her mouth.

"You're not making any sense..." she whispered.

"Neither do the feelings you're giving me. They don't reflect what you just told me." Maul's lips tracing over her cheek to her earlobe.

"We're doing this just so we can draw our swords and fight again tomorrow?"

"Yes..." His hands stroked Ayane's back far too gently.

"Don't use this as a weapon against me..." she said as Maul grabbed her and laid her on her back. His body laid heavily on top of hers. She could feel the cold metal of his legs and she knew that this would become a different experience than the once on Midgard.

"Never..." he said as he smothered the fire with the Force with a wave of his hand.

They would no longer need the heat of the fire. Their bodies were the only thing that would keep them warm now. Just as Ayane had wished when they had entered the wooden their shelter...

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stardustbee · 3 months

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Prologue - Future

Darth Maul x fem!Vampire OC Ayane Arinori

Warnings: blood, vampirism

Word count: 1959

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My footsteps echo through the empty room. Every time I walk up and down, it rings in my ears. It's one of the few sounds I'm aware of at this moment. I block out the other noises, concentrating on my footsteps, on the wind hissing through the cracks in the enormous walls of the throne room.

I place my hands together in front of my body. I massage my palms and fingers. I can feel the cold material of the rings that adorn my long, slender fingers. Some of them are still particularly close to my heart. Then I place my left hand on my stomach.

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stardustbee · 1 year

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The Kiss:Redeux by @kimageddon

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"I am not a believer. I believe in the old legends and tales my mother told me. I believe in the ways of the force and in the secrets it holds. But I have never believed in gods. But now, Anwylaf, you lie before me. Broken and injured...If there are gods, I hope they will be punished for your suffering." - Ayane Arinori

What to say? What to say? I was obsessed with the first one! I am obsessed with this one! Thank you so much Kima for your work and redraw this beautiful piece! It means the world to me!

Some close ups and a little writing under the cut 💜

No warnings here, just Bee being a soft cake and not beta readed...😚

After a storm, the sun shone more intensely and warmer against the tree on the old cliffs. Leaves were stirred up, the sea was restless. But now everything was quiet. No bird chirped, no animal in the forest made a sound. The sea pounded ungraciously against the rock of the cliffs.

At the center of it all stood the great old tree, sung about in legends. It had grown high into the sky and the strong roots dug deep into the earth. They would connect dimensions.

Are we as strong as these roots? Is our connection as deeply rooted as this tree?

Ayane felt the dancing grass beneath her nacked feet. She had lost her shoes on the way through the forest and now stood in front of the old tree. Deeply she breathed in and out. A presence behind her caught her attention and she felt the copper ring on her finger. It was like it wanted to be noticed.

A smile spread across her face. A muffled sound as if something had fallen into the grass.

His hand running over the back of Ayane's neck. It was warm and she felt the claw like nails brushing her skin. It gave a feeling of safety and warmth. And it made her head dizzy. The sound she heard were the black gloves the Zabrak through to the ground.

A body she knew well pressed against hers. The hand that had just been on the back of her neck now ran down her arm with the same gentleness. A kiss on her neck.

Ayane was about to turn, to look at him, when Maul slid into her field of vision, her hand always in his.

Anwylaf...

They said nothing, just looked into each other's eyes. Maul's hands held the vampiress's face close to his, sometimes stroking through her hair. Ayane's thoughts met the Zabrak with a sigh that she released in the Force.

The blue eyes twitched and quickly she threw her arms around his neck as if all strength left her.

Gently, the two lowered themselves to their knees. Ayane's hand stroked Maul's chest and the Zabrak felt the cold material of the ring brush against his skin.

In the blink of an eye, he placed Ayane's head in his hand, gently stroking her hair, while the other pressed his beloved's face to him and planted a kiss on the corner of her mouth.

Something must have been on both their minds when they opened their eyes a little. The Zabrak looked directly at the vampiress. The golden iris bored into her delicate skin.

Meanwhile, Ayane's eyes focused on the cliffs. Her mouth opened a little. Being in his arms felt like she was flying. To places she always wanted to be. She was where she belonged. In the arms of her beloved one

Anwylaf, I only want to be with you in this place....

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stardustbee · 9 months

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Okay but now I'm thinking about Maul and Ayane with the "You're the first person who has ever offered to stay" and it feeling like a surprise to both of them. Like it could just mean to stay the night after a particularly hard day, but like it could also be more than that in that they're choosing to be in each other's lives

And anyways I'm sorry if thats not something you see for them 🙈

Ooohhhhh thanks!!!!

That is definitely something that suits to both of them so well 🥺

Oh what happend...did this inspired me to a lil snippet 🤔🙈

Maul never had anyone where he felt save, where he could put down his guard. No one really wanted him to stay because no one loved him.

But with Ayane it is different. He can't easily say 'I love you too' cause he just never felt anything like this. This peaceful and calm life he could have with Ayane. How much he likes it when she offers him to stay in her room, beside her beautiful body in her comfortable bed, laying and sleeping in her arms...

Oh how easy everything could be if there wasn't his endless hate. How he longed for revenge as much of the touch of his beloved vampiress...how much his hatred against a certain Jedi boild up even more when he has to leave his sweet fairy.

"You are the first person who has ever offered to stay..." he whispers softly as he left Ayane which was sleeping and nacked in her bed after their last night they have spent together. She wanted him by her side and Maul wanted to stay with her at all cost. But who could he possibly tell her something so vulnerable like that?

Maul brushed the raven black strand from her face, kissed her cheek and went off on a new mission without his beloved sweet fairy.

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stardustbee · 1 year

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FMTTM Chapter 6 ENG~~~~~~~

As you wish! 😊

I've chosen some lines that wouldn't spoil the story but shows Ayanes insecurity and her shy side when it comes to Maul! She is such a sweet thing 😊❤

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Savage's gaze followed her and then he asked a question that made Ayane stop abruptly, "Does my brother know how you feel about him?"

Ayane winced and made a surprised sound. "W-what makes you think that all of a sudden?!"

She started fiddling with her fingers again and sweat ran down her hands and across her forehead. "What's that got to do with anything? Besides..." her hands now covered her mouth and her eyes looked down. "...Where did you get that idea?"

Savage gave a sort of laughing snort. "Look at you. I don't know much about this sort of thing, but you make it pretty clear."

She buried her face in her hands. "Why would you ask me such a thing?"

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stardustbee · 8 months

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Stardust made to shine Cover Art by @the-chains-are-the-easy-part

Darth Maul x fem!Jedi OC Ayane Arinori

This is the cover art for my canon fanfiction 'Stardust made to shine'

We see Ayane and Maul sharing a pretty sweet moment while Ayane holds the cyber crystal she will later use for her lightsaber. Maul holds a pendent that shows a little shell that was a gift from Ayane. The both get surrounded by parts of their lightsabers.

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Little close up of those beautiful people under the cut 🥰

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stardustbee · 2 months

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Understand my ship in 5 minutes

Maul Opress x Ayane Arinori

OF COURSE I DID THIS FOR THISE TWO TOO 💖 thanks @marivenah for the tag!

Here is the one for my The walking dead Ship if you're interested 🤭😊

Artwork for Ayane by @butts-art

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stardustbee · 9 months

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Prologue - Ocean

There stood a stranger, his face hidden under a dark hood

Darth Maul x fem!Jedi OC Ayane Arinori

Canon Story to 'Fly me to the Moon'

Warnings: none

Word count: 1666

Note: hello hello hello dear readers and welcome to the canon version of 'Fly me to the Moon'! This is the prologue and I will slowly update (and add a Masterlist later on) every chapter! This story is also about my OC Ayane Arinori only this time she stays human and becomes a jedi. So a lot of friends to enemies and enemies to lovers between Maul and Ayane here! I really love this idea and hope you enjoy it with me. As always you feedback is welcome!

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A shooting star flew by like a small comet in the clear sky. It went unnoticed by the woman who moved her wet body from the sea to land. Her feet felt the sand, it was finer than that on other planets. The water was salty and more beautiful, the grass greener and the sky on the horizon much more radiant. She let herself sink on the beach and sat down. The sand was still warm even though the sun had set a time ago and night had fallen. Nevertheless, it was never very cold in this part of the planet and the sand probably stored the pleasant warmth of the sun a little longer. She put her head back as she looked at the stars. How many stars were up there? How many planets are there that she has not yet visited? How many species inhabit them?

The woman with raven-black hair, which she had braided into a long plait, took a deep breath and let herself fall backwards into the warm sand. Her hands stroked through it and she let the grains of sand run through her fingers. Her ice-blue eyes stared up at the sky. She tried not to think of the thousands of questions running through her head. No one would answer them anyway.

Once again a small light flickered across the sky, just like the shooting star before. The woman recognised the flames of a ship's engines. Where did it come from? Were the Jedi sending their minions to take her again? She closed her beautiful eyes and sucked the salty air into her lungs through her slightly open mouth. In her mind, she scanned the ship, trying to sense another identity. She tried it again, like she did many times before, like she trained herself. With the power she had, which no one could bring her closer to and explain. The Jedi often came to visit and take her with them, but her father always found new ways to keep her with him. The Force was so strange and uncanny to her and yet a part of her. She cursed it and yet was fascinated.

Sure enough, she sensed someone on this ship. An identity she was already familiar with, but had not met before. At least not in this life. It felt bleak, concentrated full of anger and hatred. Yet she felt a certain trust, a warmth that she had known all her life without experiencing. Who was on this ship?

She heard a voice calling her. It called her in the wide, unknown ocean the Force. What was the voice saying? She couldn't understand the words. It felt like an echo. Like a drop that upset the great sea. It made the sea restless and angry and it felt like the water was burying the land underneath it.

The woman sat up again. She felt her heart beat faster and her hands had become sweaty. "How exciting..." she whispered almost inaudibly to herself. Who was the stranger that visited this planet?

Midgard

It was a famous and beautiful planet, but not many came to visit and certainly not without reason. She was now standing on the beach, her gaze fixed on the forest behind her. The water was still dripping from her slender fingers and out of hair. Sand got stuck on the backside of her body.

She rubbed off what she could of the sand. Kriff, she wouldn't be able to get all of the sand off without a shower, that much was clear. The woman continued on her way towards the forest and slipped in the simple white summer dress hanging from a tree on one of the branches. That was all she took with her to the sea of Midgard. She needed nothing more than the wonderful air of the sea, the water and the sand beneath her bare feet.

Her path led her through the forest, through a forest that was like a painting. The ground changed and the sand gave way to green grass and flowers. Small insects buzzed and flew around her and the woman wondered if the ship had already landed. It was flying towards her family's estate. She was already a little worried because she did not know who was heading for her family.

Her fingertips run over the bark of the trees as she steps past them. The dress she wore had a light fabric that fluttered in the gentle breeze. The straps were thin and it clung perfectly to her slender body, accentuating her curves. She wore nothing underneath because she felt it would constrict her. Swimming was her great passion. Feeling the water on her skin was the essence that kept her alive and any piece of cloth would interfere. That is why she usually went far away from the estate to be undisturbed. She wore the wet, braided plait over one shoulder. The wetness revealed what was hidden underneath.

Her bare feet touched the cold stone of the stairs of her home. The young woman, who had reached the age of nineteen, leaned against the large entrance door of the property and wiped the dirt off her feet. Then she put her head back and pressed it against the door. Her eyes wandered again over the sky that bore so many infinite stars. The moon hung in the sky, its color was hard to describe. It seemed as if the sun hung on the horizon, golden rays like the crown of a king.

She relaxed her shoulders, bent her knees a little and slowly closed her eyes. A gust of wind brought the salty scent of the sea to her again. The golden light had burned into her eye. Like a dark spot when you look too long into a sun. Slowly but surely, the gold became a round dot. In the center, a black dot like the iris of an eye. The edges of the circle looked as if red, angry flames were beating around it. Her heart began to beat faster, her breathing was restless.

She felt him before she saw him.

She returned her body to a straight position and slowly walked to the edge of the top step without opening her eyes. The woman perceived a presence in front of her. She could not place it, but it was familiar. Cautiously she stretched out her right hand, her eyes squeezed tightly shut. Who was there? His eyes were boring into her body, she sensed it, and it made her tremble. Her fingers twitched in minimal movements, like they danced across the keys of her piano.

Under her delicate fingertips she felt a material that was similar to leather. It was smooth and pleasant. She carefully ran her fingers over it and noticed that a hand was hidden under the material. A pleasant and tickling feeling spread in her stomach. The material squeaked a little as the hand closed around hers. The other hand, the stranger's, was larger than her own.

Very slowly she opened her eyes and her lips parted. There stood a stranger, his face hidden under a dark hood. The woman exhaled through her mouth. The stranger was dressed in dark, black robes. They reminded the woman of the earth-coloured tones of the Jedi, the bringers of peace to the galaxy. But something was different about this man. His head moved slowly from the bottom to the top. His eyes peered over the edge of the black hood. Everything about him was too familiar to her and yet so incredibly foreign. She had never dealt with such a man in this galaxy. Every movement, every twitch of his muscles caught her eye.

Then she looked into the man's eyes. They burned like the lights of the moon. Golden they were, looking directly into hers, and the woman flinched. Still, she did not let go of his hand. What was this strange moment? How could she feel him so intensely? Those eyes…

Like the vision she had a few minutes ago. She knew this man even if she could barely make out his face in the darkness. Something in her wished that this moment with this stranger would not pass. He seemed so mysterious and interesting to her. The way he held her hand was so gentle. As if he had already placed it on his own hundreds of times.

And yet it ended the moment the doors of the large mansion opened. A bright light fell on the woman's back and for a brief moment she recognised the face hidden under the hood. It was a beautiful and attractive face for her, underlined by black tattoos and accentuated by the red skin of the stranger. A Zabrak? The woman did not have much time to look at the face, for standing in the doorway was none other than the head of the Arinori family, her father, Gwydion Arinori. Member of the Grand Senate of the Republic on Coruscant. His deep voice rang out somewhat sternly through his thick beard, which, like the woman's hair, sparkled with a blue glow. Time, however, had already left its mark on his skin and in his hair. Wrinkles stretched around his eyes as well as at the corners of his mouth and gray and white streaks could be seen in his hair.

"Ayane Arinori." he spoke in a low tone.

Quickly, Ayane turned around without letting go of the stranger's hand. Somehow she was afraid he would disappear if she did so. Her father knew she was sneaking away, swimming through the ocean rather than doing her duties. She feared he would reprimand her for it, and then in front of this strange man. Instead, his face brightened and he smiled as he made some space. The old man made a welcoming motion and beckoned her and her mysterious new acquaintanceship in.

"Come in. I have a few things to discuss with our guest.”

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stardustbee · 9 months

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Stardust made to shine

Little cover / moodboard for my upcoming canon version of Fly me to the Moon!

I am very excited to start sharing this with you. This will be a very exciting new dynamic for Maul and Ayane cause as some of you already know they go from friends with some benefits to enemies to lovers 🥰 I am already having so much fun writing and thinking about it an I hope you all can enjoy this with me!

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stardustbee · 1 year

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Our hearts are one by @kimageddon

Again a beautiful piece by @kimageddon and one that really means much for me because it is based on something @eloquentmoon wrote for me when I was feeling really down.

Please consider on getting a comission from Kima if you get the chance!

And also give El a little visit on her blog! She is a great writer and friend 💙

So Honey did allow me to post the little snipplet! I decided to put in here untouched as it is BUT this will definitely find its way into the story of Fly me to the Moon!

And if you are thinking that this Background doesn't really look like Star Wars AT ALL, then this is what I intend to! Because Fly me to the Moon is an AU and things are different there 😘

I imagine it like that there are opportunities where you can travel with trains through the Hyperdimensonal routes!

You'll find the snippet and some close ups under the cut!

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Ayane sits on the edge of her seat, her hands gripping the arm rests so tightly that her knuckles are bone white. Her bright eyes are wide and fixed on the turbulence of the vivid blue tunnel in front of her. She watches each strand of light with wild focus, trying desperately to lose herself in the captivating swirls. The echoes of violence roar up and down her body, scars of the past ripping her apart from the inside out. The icy lick of hyperspace caresses her bare arms, and the cold air settles on and in her. The cool sensation does nothing to quench the heat of her agony, is not enough to soothe or to ease her sorrows. She feels a looming presence behind her that suddenly breaks her focus, and she knows that he is watching. She tries to relax, exhaling softly and leaning forward, strands of her long inky hair falling over her shoulders.

"Good morning," she whispers softly. Tears threaten to fall down her pallid cheeks as she feels Maul's gloved hand rest on the back of her neck.

His voice is rich, flooding her freezing body with the warmth she doesn't know she needs. "What troubles you, my dear Ayane?"

She is silent, and minutes pass. Her eyes slowly close, and she basks in the echo of his words, his concern. When she does not reply, Maul swiftly moves in front of her, kneeling to be at eye level with her. "You cannot speak it," he says, the reassurance of his understanding making the lump in her throat ease some. "Look at me."

She opens her eyes, and finds his golden irises staring back her, reading her. One look, and he knows. He believes. He can delve into her very core, the part of her that is him reaches out and clings on, like a frightened child desperate for familiarity.

"Your words may fail you, but your strength does not." His hand is then caressing her wet cheek, and she leans into his touch. She can feel the warmth of his palm, even through the leather of his gloves.

"Do not be disheartened, sweet Fairy. You will rise from this. You will find the words, and the strength within you will awaken once more."

She begins to nod in agreement, the fire inside of her that was raging now reduced to embers by his calm, undeterred belief. She feels the cold, the warmth, the spark.

"You are resilient," he whispers. And with those three words, he brings her back to life.

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