I am just now realizing just how much nicer desktop Tumblr is. I can edit and organize now. Ugh thats so nice.
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Thinking about designing my own website like the good old days of the internet. hmmmmmmmmmm 🤔
MY MAUL ASKKKK!!! could you write a Darth Maul x reader fic maybe after a battle together reader is patching them up and reader asks about his tattoos/markings on his body. It can be whatever time period maul you think would be the best. In legends he was given his markings by Sidious and it was an extremely painful process. at first he brushes it off or gives a very surface-level answer, but reader doesn’t push, just kind of listens and stays with him and eventually he admits (in his own way) that it was painful (like part of Sith training/ritual) and it turns into this really quiet, unexpected moment of vulnerability 😭 reader is just so understanding with him and so gentle with him and nobody has ever treated him that gently.
THANK YEWWWW!!!! I have a LOT more Maul ideas ruminating in my head but I don’t wanna bombard you with them haha. I’ll probably request some more Maul in the future because he’s all I can think about at the moment. I’m feral for him!!! <3 MWAH TY!
Gentle Hands
Maul x gn reader
description: You ask Maul about his tattoos while patching him up.
warnings: vague description of injury. also sort of mentions of trauma? they're indirect though, just Maul rambling about pain and stuff and not understanding that he's just trauma dumping
notes: FIRST MAUL REQUEST IVE FINISHED LETS GOOOO
The wreckage of your ship groaned each time the wind shifted, exposed wiring spitting intermittent sparks that lit the cramped compartment in blue-white flashes.
Maul was sitting against the slanted wall with one knee drawn up, his expression largely unreadable in the dim light. His clothing had been torn at the right shoulder, a deep wound festering there, though he seemed almost unaffected by it. The only indication the injury caused him any discomfort at all came when you first started cleaning the wound and a quiet hiss escaped between his teeth, gone so quickly you almost thought you imagined it.
You kept your attention on your work. You still weren't even really certain why he was allowing you to do this in the first place. He hadn't spoken since you'd started, and the silence felt almost oppressive. He was just…watching you. Even injured there was something unpredictable about him, a tension that felt like violence waiting for direction.
You started wrapping a bandage around his shoulder carefully. "You should probably avoid moving it too much for a day or two."
The corner of his mouth twitched. "You speak as though our circumstance permits preference."
You huffed faintly. "Fine," you muttered. "Just try not to reopen it."
He eyed you with a frown, falling quiet for a brief moment. "Concern does not suit you."
You set your jaw, and didn't say anything to that. You were used to him at this point. You knew that most of what he said, when he wasn't talking about himself, was specifically chosen to pry something loose from you. This was probably one of those things.
Instead, your gaze drifted briefly over the markings on his skin while you tied off the bandage. You'd seen them countless times before, of course, but never this close. "Did those hurt?" You asked before you could think too hard about it.
His eyes narrowed a little, and for a moment, he said nothing. You almost thought for a moment that the contempt in his gaze was answer enough, but he eventually spoke.
"They were part of my training," he said dismissively, though there was an edge to his voice. You were pretty sure that wasn’t the truth, or at least, not all of it.
You glanced at him, then sat back on your heels. "They look like they were painful," you remarked, trying not to pry despite your curiosity.
He scowled slightly. "Painful," he repeated slowly, as if tasting the inadequacy of the word. "You say so as though it were an unfortunate inconvenience. A blade through flesh is painful. Starvation is painful. What Sidious demanded was something else entirely."
The way he spat the name "Sidious" sent a shiver through you, and you shifted a little uncomfortably, already picking up on the unsettling shift in Maul's demeanor. His posture straightened despite the fresh bandage around his shoulder, muscles tightening beneath tattooed skin as though anger animated him much more effectively than rest.
His eyes lost focus slightly, not looking at you anymore so much as through you, fixed on memories buried deep.
"He carved purpose into me," Maul said through gritted teeth. "But the flesh is insignificant, and the agony was temporary. Weakness can be excised like rot from a wound if one possesses the will to survive it."
You stayed quiet, now sensing that interrupting him would probably worsen the mood that had seized hold of him. He wasn't actually speaking to you anymore, really. The words just…dragged bitterly out of him.
“The markings were only one part of it,” he continued, not looking at you but at some spot in the distance. “Pain is a language. One the Sith understand intimately. Sidious ensured I became fluent in it.” His eyes narrowed slightly and he went silent for a moment, before finally flicking his gaze to you, studying your face. "You are disturbed," he observed, tone almost a little mocking.
You hesitated carefully. "…I just think no one should have to go through that."
He scoffed softly. "How predictably naive." His attention drifted away again almost immediately, though his expression remained tense. You didn't argue with him, because you knew there wasn't any point. It wasn't worth it.
Instead, silence stretched again. There was something restless in Maul's expression and his eyes were still slightly unfocused, his fingers flexing against his knee. You glanced back at the bandage around his shoulder, which had shifted when he'd moved. You reached forward again to adjust it more securely, and his gaze snapped towards you immediately.
"Hold still," you muttered.
His mouth twitched. "You issue commands now?"
"I'm trying to stop you from hurting yourself."
“You assume I require your protection from pain?” Maul asked, irritation beneath the words.
"I assume reopening a wound would be inconvenient and annoying," you replied dryly.
For a brief moment, something almost amused flickered across his face before vanishing again beneath the severity. His gaze lingered on you while you adjusted the bandage as though he were trying to dissect the motive behind every movement you made. You could feel the constant suspicion in him. Like kindness, when he paid attention to it, confused him. The realization settled strangely in your chest.
You finished securing the bandage, but your hand lingered briefly near his shoulder, fingertips brushing against the dark markings over his skin. The contact made Maul go still, and his gaze locked onto your face again.
You swallowed, but you took the fact that he didn't instantly pull away to mean that the contact wasn't completely unwelcome. The tattoos felt slightly raised beneath your fingertips in certain places, the texture uneven where old scar tissue hid beneath the ink.
Maul stared at you, his expression intense but slightly unreadable. "You touch them like they are fragile," he muttered, a sharp edge to his tone.
You exhaled softly. "I know they aren't." Your thumb moved over another edge of a tattoo, feeling the lines of unevenness where scar tissue interrupted the smoothness of skin.
His breathing shifted a little. Not enough that anyone else probably would have noticed it, but you did. A slower inhale that caught strangely at the end. The tension in him seemed to change to something uncertain rather than the previous sharpness.
Your fingers traced carefully over one of the lines on his upper chest, and Maul's eyes remained fixed intently on your face. You were fairly certain no one had ever touched him gently before, at least not like this, and it sort of felt like he was realizing that for the first time right now.
Something raw flickered in the edges of his expression. "What are you doing?" he asked, voice still edged but with an uncertainty to it now.
You hesitated briefly, your fingers pausing over his collarbone. "I'm not doing anything," you said quietly. "I just…don't think anyone should've hurt you like that and expected you to call it strength."
The harsh set of Maul's mouth faltered just slightly, though his eyes stayed sharp and burning on yours. His expression was doing something complicated now. Like a part of him wanted to lash out and contradict you while another part wanted to lean into it.
Your fingertips trailed over the markings on his chest again and you noticed how his chest was almost heaving faintly now, his breathing uneven and too deep. He didn't seem to know what to do with the attention you were giving him.
Your thumb again brushed over one of the raised scars beneath the ink, and you could swear that his gaze dropped, just for the briefest second, to your mouth before snapping away again.
And then, suddenly, the moment ended. Maul stood abruptly, pulling himself away from your touch as if your fingers had burnt him. It must have hurt his injured shoulder, but he ignored that.
"You speak carelessly," he said coldly, though the sharpness in his voice felt forced and uneven now. "Do not mistake me for something worth pitying again."
You looked up at him, eyes wide. "I didn't," you replied quietly.
His jaw tightened slightly, but he didn't respond. He just turned away from you as if nothing had happened at all.
heyyyyaaa. I hope you’re having a phenomenal day :). I’m back with a maul request!! could you do some relationship headcanons? like how he acts when he first realizes he has feelings, how he shows affection, how long it takes him to trust someone, things he generally does, etc. 😭 could be dif versions of maul through time too I feel like he’s vastly different in each so…
Maul x gn reader relationship headcanons
warnings: none
notes: hope you're having a wonderful day too! So. These are some hcs I've had lying around for a while to help me when writing Maul fics lol, so I just tidied them up a little. I wrote these with MSL era Maul in mind. I could still do some more comparing how he'd be in other eras (because I agree he's extremely different) but I think these get the gist across and I didn't want this to be too long lol
Maul would not recognize love when it first starts happening to him because he genuinely has no framework for it, not personally nor even theoretically. If he's ever felt something resembling love before, he either never identified it correctly or deliberately repressed it before it could be recognizable. He would probably categorize the feeling more like respect, strategic interest, usefulness, pretty much anything except what it actually is
The confusion about his own feelings about you makes him irritable and I think he'd be pretty hot and cold towards you. One day he's seeking you out and lingering in conversations longer than he really has to and the next he's avoiding you and acting dismissive. The inconsistency isn't intentional manipulation, he's just very internally frustrated
His version of love would be very deeply tied to loyalty, more than romance or attraction or anything else. He desperately wants to be chosen by someone (not even necessarily in a romantic sense). Every meaningful connection he's ever had has ended in betrayal, loss, or destruction. So you consistently choosing him would affect him much more than any kind of traditional romance or direct affection or declarations. Loyalty is the closest thing he has to a love language imo
He gets attached pretty fast. Once you matter to him, you sorta matter too much, like it borders on obsession a little bit. There's very little middle ground with Maul and even though he doesn't really recognize what it is he's feeling for you exactly, it progresses very quickly
When he does have a vulnerable moment with you, he probably shuts down after and gets very cold. His instinct afterward is to retreat in order to regain control. I don't think this would ever fully go away though it might improve a little with a lot of time. I don't know that he'd ever be able to actually get super comfortable with vulnerability around you without compulsively putting temporary distance between you after each time
That's not to say he would never be vulnerable with you though, god knows this man fucking rambles, he'd trauma dump constantly without knowing he's doing it. Would likely end up confiding in you fairly often more intentionally especially after he figures out that you genuinely care. But afterwards he will need some way to make himself feel in control again and that often ends up translating to distance
Affection is very subtle to the point of being almost invisible. He is not physically affectionate, at least not naturally so. He doesn't really seek touch or verbal affection intentionally or at least not often. His version of caring about you is likely practical and potentially a little protective. He will remember everything you say. He will care when you are hurt or injured. He wants you to be safe. He values your opinions. He respects your strengths. That's affection to him
Any physical affection that does happen would take a long time. Starts out maybe with just physical proximity, then touches that can be disguised as something else (like letting you help him with his prosthetics and such), then slowly might get used to subtle touches to like the arm/shoulder and stuff like that. I do think he would eventually be able to take comfort in some touch, especially if it's very gentle, but he would never be a super physically affectionate person. When he does touch you there's usually a purpose to it, like gently tipping your chin up to look at him
Kissing would be rare imo. Often in more vulnerable moments and usually pretty impulsively. Like he might enjoy it but seeking it out does not come naturally to him. You're not really gonna get casual physical affection from him or romantic gestures and for him kissing is more often out of an impulsive desire for comfort than an intentional gesture of affection
Does compliment you relatively often. I think that it would be necessary for him to have some level of respect/admiration for you in order for him to fall in love. Some skill or competence or strength that he thinks is impressive. He'd often be very critical of you but when he does observe something you do or something about you that impresses him he'll say it
Kinda building on that, he respects strength and capability and the more you prove yourself reliable and resilient the more attached he becomes. He wants you to be able to stand beside him, not behind him. Being an equal means more to him than being adored at this point.
He seeks praise from you kind of desperately. Maul is, at his core, deeply insecure. He wants to belong somewhere. He wants to know all his suffering hasn't been for nothing. He needs reassurance and praise and validation but also has no idea how to get it or accept it.
I don't think he'd be able to tolerate any feelings of jealousy in himself. His trust is fragile and the moment he ever starts seriously questioning your loyalty, things will unravel. If he thinks there is a chance you could betray him, abandon him, choose someone else, his response is extreme. He'd convince himself that he was foolish for caring at all and the attachment would transform to anger rapidly. It's largely fear based; he's afraid of losing you, but he'll blame you for that fear
A relationship in a conventional sense would be nearly impossible for him to sustain because he cares in ways that are unhealthy and difficult to maintain. He has too much instability and defense mechanisms built around isolation and anger. You might become one of the most important people in his life (or THE most important), but even then the relationship would fluctuate between moments of startling intimacy and then emotional distance. Being loved does not magically heal Maul (at least not by itself). Worst case, it just gives him one more thing to lose
Like, you're going to have to deal with a lot of emotional volatility, his intense obsession with revenge, his fear and insecurities that manifest mostly through anger and controlling behavior. He doesn't want to control/manipulate you; he wants you to be there of your own volition. But goddamn will he (unintentionally) make it very hard. Having you there will in some ways be extremely helpful and comforting and good for him, and likely healing to an extent, but it could also very easily make some things worse
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grace, who has been alone for five minutes: oh my god. an alien! im not alone anymore! i hope he wants to be friends :)
rocky, coming up on 50 years of solitude, imprinting on grace in ways baby ducklings can only dream of: if you leave me to sleep where i can't watch your heart beat i am blowing up this tunnel with us both in it
Yknow the lil fanfic trope where a character, usually non-human, purrs like a cat. In this case it would obviously be Rocky but what if it was Grace instead hear me out-
