#maul x y/n

[zoeykallus]

I can't get over how you write these characters, thank you so much!!! I haven't seen much about him but what are your general headcanons for maul? Spicy or not spicy I'll take anything 😍

You are welcome! :))

That's right, I actually haven't written much about Maul yet. Which is strange, he is actually one of my absolute favorite characters. In general, I'll write about any Star Wars character I'm asked about, as long as I know enough about them, read enough or seen enough to create headcanons. That can be clones, but also Jedi, Sith or Bountyhunters, sometimes even Senators or Droids. It always depends.

Now let me dive into this....

Maul x fem!Reader Headcanons - Spice/Hurt/Angst And More

Warnings: Spice/Smut/Suggestive/Angst/Hurt/Strong Language/18+/ Also: Maul

How he finds out that you like him:

He has no idea. Completely unaware of where your intense interest in his person actually comes from, he wonders what this thing is that he feels in the Force when you approach him.

You have to be very direct if you want him to know what you feel.

How he falls in love:

It takes a while. Committing to someone is not easy for him, opening up is even harder for him. But once he does, you will quickly realize how extremely intensive Maul is. He is extremely possessive, almost obsessive. It is anything but easy to deal with him. Maul is also very very jealous, your admirers will find out very quickly how brutal he can be. He will rather demand from you than ask for attention.

He is secure in the force, but not in a relationship. How he was trained and raised has destroyed much of his mental, emotional world. Maul is always afraid of being left behind. He is scared of losing you alle the time, it's almost paranoid. He will be hard to deal with, especially in the beginning of the relationship. If you're lucky, he'll be willing to learn from you and turn over a new leaf.

How he handles conflicts within the relationship:

Maul needs the upper hand. He can only give in with great difficulty, he will try to remain calm because you mean something to him. But he will discuss a lot and always prevail in the end. It takes a lot of patience, a lot of work and perseverance to make progress in this area in your relationship.

How protective is he?:

Very. That doesn't mean he thinks you're weak, but you're weaker than he is, at least from his point of view. Someone who approaches you threateningly, harms you in any way, or becomes insolent should have made his peace with a higher authority and have a will ready. He can' t take a joke when someone threatens your well-being in any way, whether physical or mental.

He has no patience for quarrels or threats. He prefers to get things done quickly and for good. Word will get around quickly that it is better to keep their hands off you and be nice to you.

His love language:

Acts of service. Physical Attention. Gift Giving. His protection.

He's looking out for you, always.

He is also very physical. He pulls you abruptly when you walk past him to kiss you or grab your butt.

You have his attention and only you. He will not be seduced by outside influences. If he has decided to have this relationship with you, then you can be sure that no matter what he may think of your ideas, he will always listen to you and will not interrupt you. Maul actually cares about the things you say. He remembers important dates, he never forgets your birthday, he knows when your first date was and he will never forget the first time you met.

He also loves to teach you things.

He is attentive. He definitely notices and remembers your interests and preferences. You can feel that in your conversations and also in the gifts that he gives you from time to time.

Conversations:

It is smart and surprisingly sophisticated. Maul is interested in many things, there will always be something to talk about. History, culture, myths, food, politics, art. As long as you are able to hold a lively conversation, he is open to and interested in any topic. And he is always interested in your opinion. He may not always share your opinion but he won't ignore it.

SEX SEX SEX rough and dirty

Dom or Sub?:

He is a Dom, very much so.

He loves to take you in positions where he has absolute control over you. Bondage games are also quite interesting for him. But only if he can tie you up. He is very engaging, dominant and likes to seduce. However, your consent is very important. He will not force himself on you if you are not in the mood. Maul does not like this kind of coercion. When you have sex, it is important for him that you really want him, everything else would be an turn-off.

It would be possible that maybe there is a curiosity on his part, for a role reversal, but he will not address that. If you ask him about it, he will deny it. At some point in the course of your relationship, however, he will probably give it a try. However, his general emotional insecurity will cause him to break off the first attempt.

Favorite sexy things and Kinks:

He has a praise kink, when he dominates you and you tell him how great he is, the arousal will reach every fiber of his body. The dirtier the better.

"Yes master, take me, right there! That's so good master! Oh master I love how your big cock fills me up! Please fill me with your cum Master!"

He also likes to tie you up and blindfold you. Maul can be wild and intense, but he will never inflict pain on you, at least not more than you want from him. However, he is not averse to spanking or biting you if you ask him to.

Favourite Positions:

The doggy-style position. He loves to grab you by the hips and ram his lap against your ass while he takes you. He finds it especially sexy when you have a toy on your clit and preferably one in your ass, if your hands are tied behind your back and your upper body is bent down, he can't get enough of it.

Missionary, with your legs in the air. Maul loves to nail you under him. He'll press your legs against your body so you practically can't move. A hand rests on your throat, not oppressive or hurtful, it's just a gesture, but a hot one. If he can read your reactions on your face while you give him submissive, dirty praise, he's in seventh heaven.

About your pleasure:

Of course he likes to have fun and to do it intensively, but he never forgets that this is not just about him, not at all. On the contrary, he loves to give you orgasms, the more, the better. Maul can't get enough of seeing you dissolve in arousal. It fills him with pride and lust.

As for sex, you can be open with him. He will fulfill almost every wish.

Going down on you:

You will most likely be lying on your back and tied up or hanging upside down in his grip on his lap. His tongue is wild, skillful and fast, his lips can perfectly enclose your clit. He has learned very quickly what is most effective. When he pleasures you orally you are definitely the loudest, pulling yourself together is practically impossible. He takes you from one climax to the next and loves to hold you in his iron grip when you start to wriggle from overstimulation.

Going down on him:

He won't hold back, so it certainly can't hurt to practice how to relax your throat and bypass the gag reflex. Because as soon as you sink to your knees and his cock is in your mouth, he'll grab your neck, your hair and give you a deep fast pace.

He will talk dirty to you. Maul praises you and can not get enough of the sight.

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[sithqueenkat]

Early Mornings by your side: Maul X female reader pt 1/2

Word Count: 652

Warnings: Fluff and stuff nothing too crazy come on y’all

Summary: Sleeping morning’s with Maul before he leaves on a big mission. Female reader doesn’t like the thought of being without him, so she decides she’ll tag along.

It wasn’t always easy being with someone who was force sensitive. There was so much about their lifestyle you would never understand. Beginning with why he left for so long every time.

You both lay in your shared sleeping quarters. His arms wrapped tightly around your midsection. It was early in the morning, and you knew he had to leave soon, so you decided to stay awake and enjoy the morning in his arms one last time.

“You need your rest,” came a husky voice from behind you.

You rolled onto your back, his hand now resting on your midsection, and let out a long huff of air.

“It’s always hard to sleep when I know you’ll be leaving me,” you replied.

He propped himself on one elbow, tracing circles on your stomach lazily. 

“It’s only for a short while.”

You sighed and turned away from him. He always said that, and then would be gone for a full rotation of the moon that circled your planet.

As a response, he wrapped his arms back around you and pulled you closer to him. He nuzzled his face into your neck which rewarded him with a squeal from you. He could be so kind and soft when he wanted to be. You often forgot how powerful he was. 

“I could stay like this for a while,” you whispered, taking one of his hands in yours. You traced the inky marks that covered his arms with your other hand.

You felt his muscles strain around you, as if he was holding himself back from doing more. He leaned over and planted a kiss on your forehead.

“It’s time I got ready,” he said softly. “Will you try to get more sleep for me?”

You groaned and threw the covers over your head. As if you could sleep when he was preparing to leave you.

Maul chuckled softly and moved to get out of bed.

You sprung after him, wrapping your arms around his midsection, your fingers sinking into his soft red skin. He couldn’t get ready to leave if you had any say in it. Or so you thought.

This brought another laugh out of him as he moved to throw you over his shoulder. You shouted in protest as he moved to the washroom.

He set you on the counter next to the sink where you met his loving and hungry gaze. He took you all in as you sat there in your sheer nightgown. He placed his hands on either side of you and leaned forward.

“I will miss waking up this,” he said, eyes scanning your body.

The way he spoke awoke something inside of you and the heat continued to grow and he placed a kiss on your lips. You returned it with every bit of passion you could muster while wrapping your arms around his neck to pull him in closer. You pressed yourself against him, savoring the way his skin felt against every inch of you.

His hands were entangled in your hair as he pulled your head to the side where he began kissing your neck softly. You let out a gasp at the sensation. 

He then moved to pick you up, your legs wrapping around his torso where you could feel him grow against you. You could hardly contain yourself around him. 

As the kissing grew deeper and more desperate, he set you down outside of the washroom. He broke away from you to pull you in and kiss your forehead. Your body whined for more.

“I’ll be out in a bit, precious,” he said before closing the door in your face.

You huffed and banged on the door in response. “You can’t just do this to me!”

All you heard in response was a laugh. Little did he know what you were plotting, and that he wasn’t going to be leaving you behind this time.

[ivorydragoness44]

Darth Maul x Reader: Eventually

Word Count: 364 Summary: The Reader wakes up before Maul does.

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  As your eyes opened up to see the bedroom pooled in the cool morning light, your eyebrows knitted together. Why in the galaxy were you awake at this hour? Not even when you had something of importance to attend to or accomplish did you ever rise this early. Though, there were some instances where you had no other choice but to do so.    Firstly, you had to at least untangle yourself from the bedsheets. It made you wonder whether you slept well or not from the struggle. That, and you did not want the movement to jostle the bed too much. Afterward, you took a short breather before anything else. Not that you were in a hurry to start your day. Stretching out your limbs, you accidentally bumped your hand against your partner. When you looked at him, a smile spread over your lips.    It was a feat in itself that you woke up before Maul. There hardly was a day when you woke up and he was not already preparing to train. So, any spare time that you could get with him in the morning, you took it.    Rolling onto your side, you shimmied up behind him. You felt as he took a deep breath when you curled your arm over his middle.    “You’re awake early,” he hummed, hardly opening his eyes. He took up your hand, bringing it to his lips and gave it a soft kiss.    “I don’t know why though,” you admitted.    He chuckled. “To start your day. As we should now. Like any and every day since past.”    You tightened your hold around him when he began to push himself up from the bed. “No. We are not getting out of bed today.”    “Is that so?” He asked, looking over his shoulder at you. He appeared humored by your response, a small smirk twitching up at the corner of his mouth.    In reply, you swung a leg over his hip.    “As you wish, my love,” he sighed back down into the mattress. “You will eventually need something that will require you to leave the bed.”    “I know, but not just yet,” you said, nuzzling your face to his back.

[multifandomwritings]

First fight with Maul? 🥺

Hope you like it :) I did this as headcanons, I hope that's okay! Obviously this is somewhat angsty

Star Wars | Your first fight with Maul would include

You and Maul would probably (inevitably) have some conflicts here and there anyway, before having your first 'fight'. But it would never be very serious or anything

So your first actual fight would catch you both by surprise. Chances are, your words would both keep intensifying. At first you'd both half think you were just bickering until things kept getting worse and more heated, and you both caught yourselves by surprise at how you were both behaving

Your argument would probably be a result of poor communication or just Maul being Maul, and accidentally hurting your feelings from lack of experience, and you finally confronting him with it

And he'd probably say all the wrong things. Granted, he'd word them as elegantly as usual, but he'd somehow manage to tick every single box he should have avoided

...Leaving you so upset and tired of it that you'd just storm off and leave him feeling terrible

Half because he'd be confused as to what he had done that had you so upset. Was he wrong??

And half because really, he'd know he should have held his tongue, and been softer. And guilt would start eating away at him within seconds

Lowkey curses you for having such a control over him and his feelings to begin with. How can one person make him feel such a spectrum of things within mere seconds??

It wouldn't take him long to apologize, although how easily his apology would come is another story. He would start pondering over how much he cared for you and appreciated you, and how his words really sounded. The thought of hurting you and being the cause of the look on your face when he said what he said would eat at him endlessly

But he's proud, and actually admitting his wrongdoing wouldn't be the easiest. However, for you, he'd manage. And once he finally did manage to get out the first few awkward words of apology, the rest would begin to spill effortlessly. Endless praises and apologies, just to reassure you of how much he regrets it and cares for you

Actually really quick to forgive as well, despite usually hanging onto things. While his first instinct would be to let whatever it was hang over your head, the apologetic look on your face would remove whatever unforgiving instincts he had from his mind right away

[kitkatscabinet]

Ello! Can I please request hcs of Maul with a soft-hearted reader? Maybe they act tough but is actually a big softie. Thank you <3

I tried, I'm really sorry if its not what you had in mind, I had Mandalorian era Maul in mind specifically

Following his defeat by Kenobi, Mauls mental and physical health had taken a massive dive, it was only with the help of his brother and eventually you that he managed to get back to his former self.

Maul values strength, growing up in a matriarchal culture I see him being attracted to a powerful woman that can match him either physically or with their presence

Initially, you would have had a begrudging respect for each other, but after seeing how damaged he truly was you'd slowly allowed some of that softness to seep through. Only for him though and Maul would've held on with all he had

In public, you’d be a silent supporting figure always standing within reach, especially on Mandalore. Leering at everyone that got too close for your liking.

Resting bitch face for days, you’re not completely sure why people get out of your way when you walk past, this is just your face???

Many of the Mandalorians seem look up to you/fear you for some reason. It had been that way since you’d started to criticise some of them during training, correcting their mistakes. You just wanted them to be stronger, to better serve Maul. Maybe it was your tone?

In private you’d be more inclined to showing off a softer side, casually holding hands, cuddling, FOREHEAD KISSES.

When you first kissed Maul on the forehead, he was mad confused like??? What’s this affection?? You had just gotten in a fistfight an hour ago. It took him a while to get used to but eventually, he grew to crave your sweetness and couldn't sleep well without you.

Both of you just being completely useless at giving affection in a normal couple way, him from years spent in darkness and never truly receiving any kind of love until you. And you with just a lack of social awareness and allergy to people seeing your softer side.

secretly playing with the children, teaching them to read and distracting them from the darkness of the war.

Maul catching you one day and getting upset because he thinks you want kids and he can’t give you that. Him being his usual asshole broody self in return and pushing you away in return, until you get fed up and confront him. It turns into a screaming match that had everyone running for the hills fearing your combined wrath.

Once you finally get to the root of the problem, you immediately soften. Grabbing him and peppering his face in kisses and you reassure him over and over again that all you’ll ever need is him.

From then on you decide to just start constantly telling him you love him, squeezing his hand, hugging him at every opportunity and glaring at anyone that looked at you funny.

[always-on-tatooine]

MaulxReader part 12: The Badlands

I am so sorry to those who have not been reading this on AO3. I have been horribly ignoring my Tumblur.  I went ahead and used the same tags list from before, but I can update that list for the next chapters coming out. Please let me know if you want off the list. No hard feelings :)

Recap from the last chapter: After fighting off pirates over ship parts, (y/n) convinced Maul to join her at a nearby bar. While there, they find themselves in a bar fight that becomes large enough to attract the attention of nearby patrolling storm troopers. They nearly escaped, and celebrate their success back at the hut over drinks. Drunk, the two became very affectionate, which leads to emotional tension in the days to come.

Warning: Mentions of killing and some angst between (y/n) and Maul.  I also want to let people know that this story will start to look into the childhood trauma of both Maul and (Y/n) in the next few chapters. I will of course leave trigger warnings as needed but feel free to message me if you have any questions about the warnings.

5k word count

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As the sun began to creep over the grassy blue planes, (y/n) was still in her bed; tossing about from what was yet another restless night filled with nightmares. The bedsheets twisted as her body began to flail around until the dream was too potent, forcing her to awake. Like a spring, her body jolted into an upright position as her eyes briskly welcomed the waking world. However, just as soon as she awakened, so too did the nightmare disappear. Though sweat ran down her body and her breathing, heavy to match her rapid beating heart, she could not remember what had taken place in her dream to deserve such reaction. The only thing that remained from what had played through her mind was the feeling of dread, and the lingering smell of something burning.

At least she thought the smell of smoke had followed her from her dream. With each passing breath, the distinct smell of flames morphed into something more pleasant and savory. It did not take (y/n) long to realize that her companion was already awake and had started making breakfast without her. With one last deep breath, the young farmer lifted the sweat-drenched sheets from her being and made her way towards the kitchen.

Just as she had expected, the familiar crimson Zabrak had started preparing a meal. Stirring something over the oven, he addressed his apprentice, his attention still focused on the food at hand, “Good morning, did you sleep well?”

Her master’s tone was suspicious, indicating that he already knew the answer to his inquiry. Despite the obvious, (y/n) did not choose her responses carefully. “Yep, never slept better.”

Maul took a moment from his kitchen tasks to look over his student, “Are you sure about that? You do not look well-rested…”

The young apprentice began to set the table for the meal that was being prepared, “So what, are you now using the force to measure how well I’m sleeping?”

“It doesn’t take a force user to hear you tossing about at night.” Maul’s voice was a mixture of both concern and disappointment from his apprentice’s dishonesty, “After all, your sleeping quarters are not exactly far from the couch I sleep on.”

(Y/n) face began to turn red. She was not sure which was more embarrassing; the fact that she was caught in her lie, or the idea of Maul sleeping so close to her room. If he was able to hear her toss about in her sleep, then he must be aware that most nights were like this for her.

Maul moved his attention to the cutting board, chopping up more roots to be added to the meal. Over the rhythmic chopping sounds, he continued his investigation, “How long have you been having trouble sleeping?”

With the table set, (y/n) walked over to a nearby counter, leaning her body weight against it, “These nightmares… they started just sometime before you arrived. They happen less frequently now, but…”

The beat of the knife against the cutting board stopped as Maul looked in his apprentice’s direction. She was no longer looking towards her teacher, but rather at the floor.

Zuzu must have also sensed the tension from her person. Rising from a nearby shelf that she had been sleeping on, she gave a quick stretch before making her way down to rub up against (y/n)’s leg. Picking up the fluffy Lothcat, the farmer began to pet her fur as she continued the conversation.

“Each night that I have these nightmares… I can never remember them when I wake up.” (Y/n)’s voice began to change as strong emotions began to wrap around themselves at the base of her throat, “All that remains from them… is this feeling of pain and suffering…”

Several things could cause a force user to have nightmares like this, Maul thought to himself. He wanted to continue his inquiry, yet before he could ask more questions, Maul’s thoughts were interrupted by his apprentice, “It looks like breakfast is almost done. Anything else I can do to help?”

It was clear to Maul that (y/n) did not want to continue this conversation. Her (y/ec) eyes gleamed with the tears that she fought back while she held Zuzu tightly in her arms. It seemed that it may be best to drop the subject in the meantime. Pouring what was left on the cutting board into the pan, he gave the food a quick stir before he turned off the heat of the stove. “Yes, you’re correct, breakfast is almost ready. Can you pass me the salt please?”

“Yes, of course,” Giving Zuzu a quick kiss on top of her head, (y/n) let the purring lothcat back onto the floor. Wiping her wet tired eyes, the apprentice shook off the remaining feelings from the previous conversation and began her quest to help finish breakfast.

Living out on the farm alone most of her life (y/n) never really needed to give things a permanent home in her house. Small items, such as food spices, though they never left the kitchen, would move around from time to time. Opening various cupboard doors, she hastily looked around until she found what she was looking for. There, on the top shelf of the highest cupboard was the canister she was looking for, and just out of arms reach.

Looking back at her master, she could see that he was still focused on finishing up the meal he had prepared. With stubborn determination, she was certain she could get the salt down herself. First, she tried to move it with the force. Taking a deep breath, she reached her hand out and tried to focus the jar towards herself. The salt began to shake inside its container but was halted in its tracks.

“Did you find the salt yet?” Maul called over his shoulder.

“Almost, still looking for it,” (y/n) lied, embarrassed that after weeks of training she still could not lift the simplest of household items through the force. With the jar still out of reach, she figured she would do what she had always done before she started her force training and climb up to grab it herself. Hoisting her knee on the counter, she lifted herself up, bringing herself to eye-level of the targeted prize.

(Y/n) could not see from this position, but from the sound of Maul’s voice it was clear that he had finally turned around towards her direction, “(Y/n)… what are you doing?” With the jar just at her fingertips, she was too determined to stop her hasty task, “Just… almost got it…”

“Ah, here it is!” (Y/n)’s fingers grasped the jar in succession. However, she had been so focused on grabbing the salt that she had not calculated the position of her body as she stood on the kitchen counter. It only took the smallest shift to cause the apprentice to lose balance.

Within seconds, (y/n) found that her foot was no longer balanced on the counter as her body began to plummet to the kitchen floor. She only had a short amount of time to accept such fates and attempt to position herself for the best landing she could afford herself. When her body made impact, however, it was not the painful feeling she had expected. Instead of looking up from the ground, she instead saw the close image of her teacher’s face, his brilliant yellow eyes looking down at her.

Maul had anticipated such disasters once he saw how his apprentice was attempting to get the spice jar down. This made it easy for him to catch her smaller form once she lost her balance. (Y/n) on the other hand, was not prepared for this; particularly not being in such close proximity to him.

It had been three weeks since they had fought the Weequay pirates over the abandoned shipwreck. It was also the same night that Maul and (Y/n) had narrowly escaped the Empire troopers that had responded to the barfight that started on their behalf. Though her memory was fuzzy, she also remembered that was the night she had attempted to kiss Maul as well. Though the ending of such an eventful evening only came to her mind in broken fragments, the image of kissing Maul in a drunken throw of passion would often spring into her mind the days that followed. She did her best to push the thoughts deep down in her mind. ‘It must have been a dream,’ she would try to convince herself. Yet, each time she thought of the night, the soft feeling of Maul’s lips would linger on hers, a phantom feeling that stayed as if they had just kissed in that very moment.

Yet, no matter how intense that short moment had felt between the two of them, Maul never once brought it up. (Y/n) had feared that this lack of communication involving that night would make things awkward between herself and her teacher, yet his demeanor towards her never changed. In the weeks that had passed, Maul would behave as if nothing had happened at all. Could Maul have gotten so drunk that night that he had not remembered?

Whether Maul was aware of that night’s events or not, his apprentice certainly was. With such knowledge, it made things more difficult for (y/n) as her master looked down at her in his arms. Though she could feel the heat rising to her cheeks, Maul’s facial expressions, in contrast, were of that of concern, “(Y/n), are you ok?”

Before she had a chance to say anything, the moment was interrupted by a loud siren sound that filled the whole hut. Quickly, (y/n) got up and ran into the living room. Maul followed her as she ran to a datapad that hung on the side of the wall. Blinking red, the screen showed a saucer-shaped ship as it flew only a few meters over the grass planes.

“Karabast, we're under attack!” (Y/n) cried as she reached for a rifle that leaned on a nearby wall.

Maul took a closer look at the screen. What he could see on such a small screen, it did in fact look as though the ship was heading their way, “Shouldn’t the ship be setting off the mines so close to the ground?” he inquired as he grabbed his lightsaber from his belt.

“They must have done something to their engine mechanics. A ship that size should be setting off the bombs with their anti-gravity converter.” (Y/n) grabbed onto a rope that hung from the ceiling. With a sharp tug, a hatch from above swung down, bringing a rope latter with it that lead towards the roof. “However, it is possible, with the right kind of work, someone could keep their ships from setting off the mines.”

Without another word, (y/n) harnessed the rifle over her shoulders and began to climb up the later. With Maul right behind her, the farmer reached the roof, landing her eyes on the invading ship that enclosed its space between them by the second.

Holding a scope in her hand, she peered through to confirm her suspicions. The ship did in fact pass over the midfield barrier and was making its way to her home at full speed.

Attaching a scope to her rifle, she got herself into position and took aim. No matter how skilled the ship’s mechanic had been, an altered anti-gravity converter was not going to keep (y/n) from shooting this ship down. As she got ready to pull the trigger, she saw something she did not expect. The loading pad of the ship began to open, and hanging from the opened ship, was a makeshift white flag that flew through the air in a testimony of surrender. What made thing’s worst, was that (y/n) recognized the individual that was hanging out the ship waving said flag.

With an anguished sigh, (y/n) lowered her rifle and threw it back over her shoulder. “Come on, we better go greet them.”

Maul, who had already climbed up the later behind (y/n), raised a tattooed brow, “Friends of yours?”

“Hardly,” (y/n) positioned herself onto the latter and began to descend. “All the more reason to find out why he’s here.”

Planting her boots down on the floor of her hut, she could see the interior of her home began to shake as the spacecraft got closer. Zuzu scurried around the house in a hast panic as the ship was visible just outside the windows, positioning itself to land near the hut. (Y/n) pushed the front door open as she bore witness to the hanger opening the rest of the way while the craft made its landing.

Just as (y/n) had figured, only one person would be crazy enough to disarm their ship so that they could fly to her doorstep; and that particular person was now walking out of his ship and headed right towards her.

Maul lingered near the door, hiding in the shadow of the archway so that he would not be seen. With one hand on his holstered lightsaber, he was ready to attack the moment the invading crew showed to be hostile. To Maul’s surprise, he too recognized the leader of the ship as we walked down the landing pad.

Though their encounter was brief, he still remembered the name of the pirate who had made his alliance with Kenobi. Hondo Ohnaka was not someone he thought he would ever see again. Yet, a planet as crime-driven as this one was, Maul figured he should not be so surprised that the likes of him would find his way to Okaron.

“Ah, Lady (Y/n),” Hondo greeted the young farmer, as he walked off the loading ramp. Stopping a few feet in front of the farmer, the pirate leader twirled his hand in the air as he bowed in her direction, “it is an honor to make your acquaintance again.”

Crossing her arms, (y/n) knew that Hondo would not have risked his life just to be generous. Looking past the captain, she gestured towards the ship that had just landed as a couple of pirates slowly made their way off the ship. “Pretty ballsy of you to fly all the way out here. I can see that you altered your engines so that my mines did not go off from the pressure of your anti-gravity converter. Smart move, except that your ship can’t use its laser canons any more.”

“Ah yes, I remember you keep your farm rather secure here in the middle of nowhere.” Hondo lifted his hands in the air to the immediate surroundings around the farm. “I remember it like yesterday, my crew had gotten word of a young farmer, just barely older than a youngling, had established themselves out here. My men and I thought it would be a simple job; stealing candy from a child as they say. Oh, but did you show us wrong. I think I lost some good men that day…”

(Y/n) was not entertained by Hondo’s attempt to recollect the time she first encountered the pirate, “Get to the point Hando, why would you risk coming out there?”

“Ah, yes, I’m so happy you asked. You see, I have a proposition for you.”

“We're not interested!” Maul stepped out from the shadows, revealing himself to the pirate crew.

Each of the crewmembers, including Hondo, jumped in disbelief. “Y-you! What are you doing here?!”

(Y/n) turned an eyebrow towards Maul, “You two know each other?”

“Know each other?!” Hondo interrupted before Maul could respond, “This guy nearly destroyed my whole crew! He and his brother came into our safehold, waving their red lightsabers about and bribing my men with money!”

“Brother?” Before (Y/n) could question more, Maul continued to intervene. “We don’t have time for the likes of you. Whatever you have to offer, we are not interested.”

Tugging on Maul’s black sleeves, (y/n) tilted her head into the direction she wanted her teacher to follow for a more private conversation. Once they were a few feet away from the pirates, she explained, “Look, I don’t like this scumbag as much as the next person, but he’s one of the few people on Okaron who has access to getting off this planet. If he wants something from us, then we might just be able to negotiate supplies from him.”

‘Few who have access off this planet?’ Maul was very aware that ships rarely came to this planet. It was one of the reasons that it had been so hard for him to get access to the ship parts that he needed. As for Hondo Ohnaka, it was not until after Maul had become the leader of the crime syndicate did he learn of his reputation of being such an effective smuggler. However, his reputation also came with that of an untrustworthy nature. “Are you sure we can trust him?”

“Oh ho, I think I see what’s going on here,” Still standing where the two had left him, Hondo interrupted their conversation with laughter. The commotion was enough to regain both of their attention back towards him. “Now that the war is over, you thought you would retire on a nice farm with a pretty lady then.”

Maul positioned himself into a fighting stance, red hand hovering over his weapon, “I’ve fought you and your men before pirate. What’s to stop me from doing it again…”

“Ha! You don’t scare me! Last I saw of you, me and my crew were shooting you and your brother out of the sky.”

“Get to the point Hondo!” (y/n) interrupted the bickering between the two. She was eager to move the conversation along. After all, the faster she could get the pirates to leave her home, the better. “What’s your proposition?”

“Ah yes, I have a mission for you.” Hando began to run his thumb over his chin, “I’m sure you recall a shipwreck that you ransacked a few weeks back.”

“What of it?” (y/n) stood there guarded, waiting to see where the conversations were headed.

“You did quite a number on my men that day. Took out an entire fleet!”

“Oh, those were your men, I didn’t notice…” (Y/n) responded with a sarcastic tone.

“Don’t be coy with me young miss! You did a lot of damage to my crew.” In excitement and rage, Hando held his hand out in Maul’s direction, “Now that I see that you’re running around with this angry pointed-headed psycho here, I can see why!”

Maul let out a slow growl as he began to reach for his lightsaber. Before his fingers could grasp the hilt, (y/n) calmly laid her arms out in front of her teacher in protest of his actions. “You’ve been on this planet enough times to know rules out here Hondo. Finders keepers, and whoever does the better job at keeping something, wins.”

“Yes, yes, I’m very aware of that.” Turning his back on the two, Hondo causally waved his hands as he walked towards one of his crew members. “I’m not mad that you killed my crew members, or even that you looted the wreckage. What upsets me, is what you stopped my crew from doing, and forced me to come here to do myself.”

“And what exactly did you have to come all this way to come do?”

Retrieving something from one of his crewmembers, Hondo returned his attention back to the farmer, with a glimmer in his eye, “To find secrets…”

In the palm of his hand, Hondo held a holograph device. With the push of a button, a map with a set of coordinates came into view. “You see, the ship you looted was an older republic ship. Inside its memory drive was a secret location on this planet.”

“Why would the Republic of had any interest in this planet?” Maul chimed in.

“My job is not to ask questions my tattooed friend,” Hondo shook his head. “My job is to know just how much the information of this secret location is worth to the new empire.” “What makes you think the Empire is interested in this information?” (y/n) inquired.

“Again, with the questions!” Hondo rolled his eyes, “I did not come to this planet, rummage through the bodies of my dead crew members, then disarm my ship, just for you two to ask me so many questions!” Hondo had become rather heated as he ranted about his recent transactions. However, he took a deep breath before he attempted to negotiate again. “No my dear, I’m here to present you with an offer. Take these quadrates and follow them. It might be a little dangerous, but… what part of this planet isn’t” Hando chuckled. Once you're there, look for any information that may be valuable, gather the data, then meet me at a rendezvou point for the tradeoff.”

Arms still crossed over her arms, (y/n) glaired in Hondo’s direction. Even with the mentions of danger, she could tell that the captain was not being fully honest. “Why come all this way to ask me to do it? Surely you could have hired any other mercenary to do this job.”

Hondo paused for a moment before answering the question at hand, “That’s because my dear, the secret location is located in the Badlands.”

Behind Hondo, members of his crew could be seen giving each other worrisome glances. Such responses caused Maul to raise his eyebrow.

“So, basically what your saying is that everyone else is too scared to go?” (y/n) proclaimed.

“Exactly! But you, young lady, you have spirit! In all these years I’ve done business on this planet, never have I met someone as determined as you. Whether I was trying to commandeer your farm, or higher you for your skills, never have you let anything get in your way!”

(Y/n) stayed guarded. She knew better than to let a pirate sweet talk himself out of a deal, “Your words are sweet Hondo, but they’re not enough to pay me for what you’re asking for.”

“Yes, of course, I would be willing to negotiate business with you.”

Stepping forward, Maul inserted himself into the conversation, “We want a ride off this planet!”

“Nu-uh! No way!” Hondo swung his arms down in protest, “I’m not letting a crazy like you onto my ship!”

(Y/n) sent a quick glare in her teacher’s direction, expressing her aggravation in Maul’s interference with her negotiations. “Fine then, if you won’t provide transportation, then at least provide us with the parts we need to repair our own ship.”

“Hmmm…” Hondo’s chin found itself between his thumb and forefinger, “Ship parts are getting harder to come by these days. This new Empire has put a gridlock on all condemned warships”

“Welp, that’s my price,” (y/n) held her hands in the air to signal an end to their bargaining. Turning her back on the pirate, she began to walk away, “It seems to me that this information isn’t that valuable to you after all. Good luck finding someone else to do it.”

“Wait, wait, wait!” Hondo called out, stopping the farmer in her tracks. “I like you kid. As I said, you have spirit and that’s hard to come by these days.” With a deep sigh, Hondo could see there was no way to make (y/n) budge from her offer. “Fine, make a list of the parts you need, and my men will give you the coordinates and the rendezvou point…”

A few hours later, the deal was finalized between the two parties. Goodbyes were exchanged and the pirate vessel left the same way that it arrived; causing the ground to quake before making its distance. Together, (y/n) and Maul watched the pirates make their departure, and with Hondo and his crew gone, all that was left was an indent the blue grass where the ship had made its landing.

With the crew gone, (Y/n) felt that she could finally address her teacher, “What was that back there?”

“What do you mean?” Maul questioned bewildered expression on his tattooed face.

“I could have handled those negotiations myself,” frustrated, the young farmer stomped away as she continued her lecture. “I know you want off this planet so badly. You’ve expressed your disgust in this place enough times. But your interference could have ruined the whole deal with Hondo.”

“I was trying to get US off this planet!” Maul followed his student as he began to plead his case. “You saw the empire troopers the other night. It will not be long until they commandeer the whole planet. With every second that passes, it becomes more dangerous for a force user such as yourself to be on this planet.”

(Y/n) paused before turning around to face her teacher again, “Us? You mean you want me to come with you when you leave?”

Maul looked towards (Y/n) with confusion, “Did you honestly think I would leave you behind here?”

(Y/n) looked across her farm. I had taken so long to establish herself on such a small corner of this outer rem planet. She had never once thought about the idea of leaving her home planet. With such little transportation off the grass-covered rock, most who were born on Okaron, were barred there too. Of course, she always wanted to see other planets. To travel the stars and see what else was out there past her atmosphere. Yet, when one lives a life full of farming, and fighting to survive, so little time could be spent dreaming of other worlds.

(Y/n) wanted to say something but failed to formulate her thoughts into words. Before she had a chance to speak, Maul continued, “You are my apprentice now. It is my job to train you in the ways of the Sith. To teach you to hone your skills and obtain true power. The resources on this planet are limited, and the presence of the force is weak here. There are other planets that are more suited to your training… other planets where you will be safe.”

‘HIS apprentice. Of course, that’s why he wants me to come with him.’ Maul’s words made (y/n) stomach sink. The thought that he would only want her to leave her home behind so that he could continue her training made her furious. ‘All he sees me as is his student… nothing else,’ the words rolled through her head as her hands balled into fist by her side. She was not quite sure exactly why the concept upset her so, but just the same her face burned with fury until she could no longer face the Zabrak that stood before her. With an aggravated grunt, (y/n) turned her back on her master and stormed off, leaving Maul behind and confused.

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Hours after their argument, (y/n) was finishing facining down that last bit of supplied they would need for the long journey to the speeder. With the time she had spent by herself preparing for the journey, she had time to reflect on her feelings; particularly the wave of anger she had so recently experienced with Maul. Though this allowed her to so calm down, she was still bewildered as to why his words had upset her so. What was she expecting when he said he wanted her to leave the planet with him? Clearly, their relationship was built around him teaching her the ways of the force. So then why did the words he say make her so mad?

Lost in thought, she did not sense her master watching her from the archway. He stood there for a bit, studying her behaviors and the subtle changes in her facial expressions as she thought to herself; ensuring that she was calm enough to address. Quietly, he thought to himself what would be the best way to start a conversation with his student. Still unaware of what had upset her so much from the beginning, he thought he would pick his words carefully. Once he found the right words to say did he let his presence be known, “Why do they call it the Badlands?”

Ripped from her thoughts, (y/n)’s body jumped a little at the sudden noise. Yet, once she turned and realized it was Maul who has asked the question, she let out an aggravated sigh. Even after so much time away from her teacher, seeing his face still made her blood boil. “It’s called the Badlands because it’s a part of the planet where nothing grows. It’s a place of nothing but dirt and rubble.”

Maul’s golden eye’s darted to the side. Clearly, she was still upset about what she had said earlier. ‘What on this planet did I say to make her so mad?’ Still, Maul thought it was best to just stay on this subject for now. At least she was talking to him again. “Then why do people fear to go there?”

With their supplies now strapped to the sides of the speeder, (y/n) began to harness her weapons to her being, “Rumor says the place is haunted. That bad things happen, children going missing… there all ghost stories really. The kind that parents tell their children to keep them from wandering into the area.”

Leaning against a nearby wall, Maul began to relax a little as his apprentice began to open up more, “Is that something people use to tell you when you were growing up?” (Y/n) paused for a long moment. Standing in silence, she carefully shifted through her mind before responding, “I don’t know…I can’t remember.”

Her words were eery to Maul’s ears. What did she mean she could not remember? Did she just not want to share memories of her past, or did she actually struggle to recall such details from her childhood? Or, perhaps she was still mad from their conversation from earlier. Whatever her reasoning was, Maul felt it might be best to apologize, even if he did not understand what he had done wrong. “(Y/n), I…”

“Let’s talk about it later,” (y/n) interrupted her master. From the tone in Maul’s voice, she could tell where the conversation was headed, and a lengthy apology was not something she was in the mood for. “We have a long ride ahead of us, and the sooner we get this done, the sooner we can rid ourselves of any dealings with Hondo.”

[paranoid-moon-witch]

☆Glitter and Make up♡

Maul x reader

Rated E for Everyone

-spice kinda reminded me of a colourpop supershock shade so here is this.

Summary: random imagine about having to smuggle spice in makeup palettes.

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So you work at pressed powder store. You mix pigments. You use flowers and stones, even some bugs to make them.

But one day BAM! Knock Knock Bitch it's the mafia. You meet a red man with horns. Who says you need to turn spice in to pressed make up palettes. Or else.

You're here like. Excuse me. Who are you handsome man ?? In which you learn it's the new ruler of fucking Mandalor. Like what. Apparently his name is Maul.

Maul is taken by suprise when you call him handsome. Of course he hides it well. Only silently thinking. ' oh? That compliment was sincere. They really think I'm... attractive.'

That does things to him

You take the job as the boss ass ( Queen Or King) that you are. Also there's a lot of money to be made here and angry red man is low key kinda scary.

Maul though. He wants more praise and compliments.

Maul likes coming into your store and watching you work. He would start on his long monologs. You would listen to him talk in the background. Kinda like a podcast.

He really doesn't like this obi wan guy.

One time he came in right after practice. Completely topless covered in sweat.

You blushed and quietly commented " looking good there my lord. "

Correction. Maul wants compliments and praise from you.

A few months in you wore black lipstick with red eyeshadow, it made his hearts skip a few beats. And... he might have thought you were showing him that you were loyal to him.

It also didn't help you made a shade of red that was his skin tone and called it My lovely Lord.

And that you wore sparkly lip gloss and gave him a kiss on his hand. Hey you were just showing respect.

That and you were very good at your job. Smuggling them was a piece of cake.

He wanted more now. The man wanted more of you.

One day he came in with slightly dry lips. You of course. Offered some lip balm.

He for some reason refused to use it. So what did you do. Put it on your own lips and kiss him.

You grabbed him by the collar and kissed him.

Hey he let you kiss him. And he liked it.

He would leave your store with a slight blush. " I will come back when in need of that balm..."

He does come back. Because he needs skin moisturizer. He asks if you can apply it.

Which you do. Gently rubbing his face. Him melting at your touch. He also asks for a lip balm treatment again.

And so started your interesting courting.

[ktrivia]

Guys I don’t have the mental stability to crank out a maul x reader fic so someone is going to need to tell me about a multi chapter one I can read now 😅

My thirst for that man is strong

[samantha-rae-velcher]

Master List Pt. 2

YouTubers

Swaggersouls

Streamers Dream - smut

Markiplier

Games of the many - smut

Joysticks and pushing buttons - smut

Sticks and stones - smut

That one look - smut

The punishment unforgotten - Violence/smut

A need for it and her - smut

The stress is real - fluff

"Im sorry, honey" - fluff

Roomies or More? (Egos) - smut

Yancy NSFW alphabet - smut

Love mistaken for hate (Wilford Warfstache) - fluff

Don't fear the reaper (Darkiplier) - smut

Dark lust (Darkiplier) - smut

Static (Darkiplier) - smut

Warp core breech Pt.1 (ISWM) - fluff

Warp core breech Pt.2 (ISWM) - fluff

Seeing Stars (ISWM) - fluff

Jacksepticeye

Blue tint and cold tiles - smut

Marvel

Me and the Devil walking side by side (Daredevil) - fluff

Sorcerer Supreme (Doctor Strange) - smut

More like Einstein (Tony Stark) - smut

Two tons of iron (Tony Stark) - smut

Green-ish (Bruce Banner) - smut

Tender Touch (Scott Lang) - smut

The speed of light (Pietro Maximoff) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.1 (Bucky Barnes) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.2 (Bucky Barnes) - fluff

Courts of Green Pt.3 (Bucky Barnes) - Violence/ fluff

Feathers and Swords (Clint Barton) - smut

Hawks gold (Clint Barton) - fluff

As beautiful as an angel (Yondu Udonta) - fluff

Fear makes love (Ronan the accuser) - smut

Sharp as steel (Wolverine) - smut

Blades that steel the heart (Wolverine) - fluff

Obviously not that obvious (Drax the Destroyer) - smut

DC

Tattoo Buddies (Chato Santana) - fluff

Soldier Boy (Rick Flag) - smut

Slice and dice (Captain boomerang) - smut

Scars and stripes (BOP Victor Zsasz) - smut

TWD

Guns of blazing love (Aaron) - smut

Maybe evil Maybe not But just about (Shane) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.1 (Negan) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.2 (Negan) - Smut

Barbed Wire Pt.3 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.4 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.5 (Negan) - smut

Barbed Wire Pt.6 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.7 (Negan) - Violence/fluff

Barbed Wire Pt.8 (Negan) - fluff

Star Wars

The light within (Qui Gon Jinn) - fluff

The force of two (Qui Gon Jinn) - fluff

The force binds all (Obi Wan Kenobi) - smut

The intimidating side of things (Boba Fett) - smut

Orders (Poe Dameron) - angst/ fluff

Black ink (Darth Maul) - smut

The Witcher

How The Witcher men react when you cry - fluff

Bard and Bells (Jaskier) - fluff

Gotham

Gotham Villains teaching s/o to shoot a gun

Gotham Villains when s/o doesn't answer the phone

How Gotham Villains react to their s/o getting shot

Sexting with Oswald Cobblepot - smut

Gotham's King and Queen (Oswald Cobblepot) - angst

I will kill you (Oswald Cobblepot) - fluff

Emperor Penguin (Oswald Cobblepot) - smut

Smoking Roses Pt.1 (Victor Zsasz) - smut

Smoking Roses Pt.2 (Victor Zsasz)- smut

Tainted Riddle (Ed Nygma) - fluff

What am I? (Ed Nygma) - fluff/Violence

Five-O (Jim Gordon) - smut

Stalked (Jeremiah Valeska) - Violence/fluff

Fantastic Beasts

Blue fire and silver smoke (Gellert Grindelwald) - fluff

Heaven without fear (Credence Barebone) - smut

Boardwalk Empire

Gentleman with a dark side (Arnold Rothstein) - smut

[thenightmarketofdathomir]

I think what's interesting about Maul, given his upbringing, is that when confronted with a lover (and it is a confrontation), he doesn't know how to treat them tenderly or with affection.

If all he knows is the direct result of his upbringing, he understands the way of pain, the need to subjugate, to dominate, to control a situation that will rapidly degenerate if he cannot maintain the tightest grip, then our expectation is more of the same:

Suffering. Abstaining from pleasure in favour of control because everything is a test, and nothing is offered without wanting something in return.

It's just what he knows.

But what if his partner turned the tables?

What if the greatest threat Maul faces when confronted with tenderness is the paradigm shift experienced by feeling warmth from another? I think that just might ruin him.

More, I don't think he knows what to do with it, or you, Reader.

You might just need to teach him.

[yourneighborhoodporg]

The Guardian

Series Masterlist

Rating: T

Obi-Wan Kenobi x Reader

Summary: When Obi-Wan, Anakin, and Ahsoka crash land on the desolate, ice planet Hoth, they meet a stranger with great power and deep connections to their past. You join the trio, hoping to face your destiny, which has long been foretold. But when the Separatists and Sith threaten you and your newfound family, you’re forced to make sacrifices to defend your friends, fulfill the prophecy, and protect the man you’ve grown to love.

✨Playlist✨

Part I: Rescue of the Fates

The Hoth Arc

Chapter 1: The Accident

Chapter 2: The Revelation

Chapter 3: The Escape

The Arrival Arc

Chapter 4: Arrival— Part 1 & Part 2

Chapter 5: Identity

Chapter 6: Patience

Chapter 7: Master

The Dark Waters Arc

Chapter 8: Blackened Water— Part 1 & Part 2

Chapter 9: Ancient Instruments

Chapter 10: Troubled Water

Part II: Dawn of Enmity

The Malevolence Arc

Chapter 11: Alone— Part 1 & Part 2

[yandere-wishes]

⋆  ⋆ Make a Wish ⋆  ⋆

୨୧ Genie. Female. Persian. Capricorn. Stardust With a Heartbeat.

����ꨄ︎𓆪ׅ ۫ Currently In love with Dune and Genshin Impact.

⍣ Masterlists. Fandoms. Rules/Askbox. Socials.

[ivorydragoness44]

Darth Maul x Reader: Morning Kisses

Word Count: 341 Summary: Maul wakes up the Reader with kisses, he wants to spend time with them.

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  Sleep, the body’s restart. A reboot and maintenance in its own way. A state of unconsciousness until you wake up, or until someone else decided your sleep cycle was sufficient.    Stirring, your senses were more alert than the empty thoughts in your mind. Not wanting to start your day just yet, you groaned softly and buried the side of your face into the pillow.    Just as your senses began to drift into a dormant state again, something soft brushed your skin. The speed at which you woke up and became aware of your surroundings was comparable to light-speed.    Blinking your vision into clarity, you saw exactly who was responsible.    “There’s really no need for a chrono with you around,” you yawned. “What happened to letting me sleep?”    “My apologies, Starlight,” Maul said, his voice soft and low. “I am hungry and I wanted to eat with you this morning.”    You hummed and rolled onto your back to get a good look at him. “Is the sun even up yet.”    “Yes…the sun is rising over the horizon. It is not an artificial light shining into this room.”    “Someone’s smug this morning,” you said, watching as his bright eyes searched yours.    A small smirk etched the corner of his mouth. “I am quite content.”    “All right,” you yawned, stretching out your limbs, “let me at least have a few more minutes in bed before you drag me out of her.”    “I wasn’t going to drag you anywhere, much less out of bed.”    The seriousness in his tone was brief. As you remained lying there, he too lowered himself down to enjoy a few restful moments. Being mindful of his horns, he nestled his head into the crook of your neck.    A smile grew on your lips when you felt his gently trailing the length of your neck.    You were thankful that moments like this were not few. Yes, there were days and instances that you and Maul needed some space and time for yourselves, but you would always need each other.

[wandering-writing-waffles]

His Most Prized Possession

Rating: E for everyone

Word Count: 819

Relationships: Darth Maul x Reader

Tags/Warnings: Violence, Mentions of blood, implied romance, implied kidnapping

Notes: Hello there! So this is just a quick lil oneshot I wrote a while back but kind of want to make into a full-fledged fic???? Idk, I may continue this and may not. I would certainly like to! But hey! I hope you enjoy what I have so far!

Summary: Maul had only ever loved one thing in his life, and that was you... But one day when he came home and all he could find of you was a small trinket of yours lying dormant in the doorway, he knew there could only be one explanation... You had been taken... Taken right out from under his nose! Heart filled with a newfound rage, he vows to scour the galaxy looking for you wherever he can. He will do anything to get you back.

Everything seemed to move in slow motion as Maul felt the heat of the blade lightly graze the center of his chest. On a regular occasion, he wouldn’t have paid any mind. His body was littered with scars and scratches after all. Years of fighting for survival had left their mark in the form of nasty raised abrasions all across his body. But this… this was different. It wasn’t just his body that was at stake this time.

He lifted his hand up to examine the area at which the blade seethed his flesh and to his dismay, it was gone. All that was left in its place were burnt, broken tethers from where it once laid.

He quickly tilted his head back upwards, towards this so-called attacker whom he assumed was just some insignificant bounty hunter from some insignificant little planet looking for a quick and easy score. Oh was he mistaken…

Maul seethed at that thought, a newfound, burning rage beginning to build up in his core, ready to burst at any moment. ‘What a pathetic waste of time,’ he thought to himself.

The attacker went rigid. His eyes widened in a fearful stupor as he made contact with Maul’s piercing golden gaze. The sweat at his temple began to pool and drip down his now furrowed brow bone and Maul could see his hands and the pinprick tips of his blue lekku start to tremble.

Maul snarled in response, not feeling the slightest bit of empathy. As far as he was concerned, no one messed with his belongings and no one wastes his time.

Without hesitation, he leaped forward, eyes fixated on the young twi’lek who had unknowingly just sealed his fate.

The man jumped back in response, but it was too late. Lightsaber drawn, Maul slashed right at the center of his torso, effectively severing his cobalt body in half.

Maul’s senses were immediately filled with the smell of burning flesh, followed by a loud shriek and the sound of the assailant’s body plummeting against the floor. His breathing hitched in response, eyes trained on the man’s chest, making sure there was no longer breath in his body.

When he was certain he let out a scoff, quickly sheathing his lightsaber and turning around on the heel of his foot.

‘Where is it?!’ Maul internally cried. He began searching the area, desperate to find what had fallen. But the muck-stained floors of the alley were making it difficult to search. He became more desperate, removing his gloves and falling to his hands and knees to dig through the thick grime. He only found relief when he felt his fingers lightly brush against a small, cold object.

Quickly looping his finger around the base he pulled it out, taking care to brush off the dirt that it had picked up before resting the object in the palm of his hand.

There it was… His prize.

Maul smiled warmly down at the object as it gleamed against the dimmed light. His twin hearts rested, and he felt calm once more. For this trinket sitting in his hand wasn’t just any old thing. No… It was much more than that. It was a ring. But not just any ring. In fact, it didn't even belong to him. Its true owner, although indeed rare, was someone whom Maul had held and still holds in the highest regard…

For it belonged to you… His beloved… His whole world… His starlight…

Maul’s grip tightened as he held the gleaming ring in his hand, memories flooded his mind, a bittersweet reminder of his love for you who had been so cruelly taken from him. The ring symbolized your bond, a promise you had made to each other in happier times. It was a token of your unwavering devotion, an unbreakable vow etched into its delicate design.

Crafted from a metal found only in the deepest crevices of his homeworld, the ring radiated an otherworldly brilliance. Its intricate carvings depicted your intertwined destinies, your love story eternally etched into the precious metal.

To Maul, the ring represented hope in the darkest of times, a tangible connection to the one person who had breathed life into his scarred soul. Whenever he felt lost, his fingers would trace the contours of the ring, seeking solace in its presence. It was a symbol of his unwavering determination to find you and reunite with the one who had captured his hearts.

As he clenched the ring tightly, Maul's resolve solidified. Your trail… His beloved’s trail would not go cold. He would stop at nothing, traverse galaxies, and face any adversary to reclaim what had been stolen from him. With the ring as his guiding light, Maul embarked on a relentless quest, a love-driven odyssey to rescue you and restore your shattered bond.

For you, he would do anything. And that was what he was going to do.

Notes:

Thank you so much for the read! I know it was short but it means so much to me! Let me know if I should continue it and if you have any pointers for where it should go if I do! Thank you again! Chow!

-Waffles XOXO

[demigoddessqueens]

love language star wars edition. (Rey, Kylo, Ahsoka, Ezra, Maul, Luke, Din, Anakin, Obi Wan)

Awww! I love these type of headcanons

Rey Skywalker - acts of service, words of affirmation

Ahsoka - quality time, words of affirmation

Ezra - physical touch, acts of service

Din Djarin/Mando - this man screams touch starved so physical touch and TONS of quality time

Obi Wan Kenobi - quality time, words of affirmation and physical touch

Darth Maul - gifts (albeit he’s getting used to giving and receiving), physical touch and words

Kylo Ren - all five of them (plus the therapy 👀), good things such as yourself rarely come in a lifetime and he’ll do whatever he can to treasure it

Luke Skywalker - gifts and quality time

Anakin Skywalker - I’m gonna say all five again for him because he’s one to love fiercely and passionately

[kitkatscabinet]

Prompt 5 please <3 (touch starved Maul)

Touch starved maul x reader drabble.

Word count: 571

Summary: You had been slowly acclimating Maul to your touch when all of a sudden he tries to push you away

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The first time you reached for his hand in public he reared back like you’d electrocuted him causing you to flinch in shock as you both stared at each other. Slowly reaching your hand back out you gently entwined your fingers without a word and continued walking. Meanwhile Maul is mad confused, but he doesn’t want to let on, so he just lets it happen. Seeing his reaction to that initial incident you’d decided to shower the man you loved with the affection he’d been so deprived of his whole life. Not wanting to overwhelm the often-angry man you started slowly for fear of causing an imminent breakdown. Holding hands while the two of you walked through the streets of Mandalore had become a must, the man had gotten so used to you entwinning your fingers and swinging your conjoined hands while you happily walked along that he got upset when you didn’t initiate.

From then on you decided to step up your game, occasionally bringing your hands up to place a soft kiss on the back of his hand. You were wary of doing anything further in public, fearing Maul’s reaction to any perceived slight from the death watch regarding your affection. Behind closed doors you became a lot more liberal, you had discovered forehead kisses were one of his favourites.

It had been a particularly rough day, Maul had woken in an incredibly irritable mood, he’d tossed and turned all night muttering about Kenobi and letting out pained whimpers. Nothing you’d done had ended up helping and, in his terror, Maul had accidentally ended up leaving you with some incredibly tender ribs. Leaving early in the morning to try and delay him finding out what he’d done you ended up not seeing him again until the two of you were in bed that night. Turning onto your side to lean your head against his chest you couldn’t hide the wince upon placing the wrong amount of pressure on your ribs. You tried to play it off but the damage was done.

Maul immediately sat up recoiling, demanding to know what was wrong. You tried to placate him, but you knew it was futile. Sighing you recalled the events of last night, you watched as the man instantly shut down. Pulling away from you and attempting to leave the room. You quickly vaulted after the man, wrapping your arms around him from behind.

“No.” you firmly demanded “You don’t get to do that, it was an accident.” Slowly you managed to pull the crumbling man back into bed, whispering reassurances along the way, kissing his shoulder.

“Why do you stay with me” he roughly demanded, eyes wild and frantic as if determining when exactly you were going to disappear on him.

“Because I love you” humming out you continued, sitting on his lap “Because you deserve to be loved” you placed a kiss on his forehead “deserve to feel loved” a kiss on the nose “Because despite what you think, I don’t believe you’re a monster” a kiss on the chest. A sob erupted from his chest at that as he wrapped you in his arms burying your face into his neck as he inhaled your scent desperately. Bringing your arms around him, you ran your fingernails over his scalp as you softly hummed out soothing words. Happy to stay in his embrace for as long as he needed.