#maul headcanons

[midnightmusings06]

Maul's Nuzzle Instinct

summary: Short fic inspired by @maulsearpiercing’s headcanon about Zabrak horn massage and nuzzle instinct. 

pairing: Maul x g/n reader

category: fluff 

word count: 242

A/n: OBSESSED with this headcanon, special thanks to @maulsearpiercing for allowing me to use their headcanon as inspiration for this fic! 

When Maul is stressed, it goes straight to his head. An aching pain on his crown that ceases to end, until you lace your fingers around his horns and massage his scalp in the spaces between. All sense of tension, anger, fear, melts away with the soft touch of your fingertips massaging his pressure points. It takes him back to a simpler time in his life, surrounded by his dear Nightbrothers caring for him in his youth, easing the pain of his growing horns by methodical massage. His shoulders will lower, muscles relaxing, as he eases into your touch. His head tilts backward, soft groans of relief escaping his throat as his head nuzzles into your chest. If he’s facing you while you massage his head, he’ll plant his face against your neck, nuzzling while he relaxes into you, soft purrs pouring from his lips. His warm breath fans across you, nose buried inhaling your intoxicating scent.

“Your touch truly does wonders to me, my love.” 

He won’t let you stop either. He’ll grab your hand and just place it back on top of his head, snarling a stern warning towards you. 

“You dare cease your ministrations? Need I remind you of the consequences for your delinquency?” 

The only way you’re allowed to stop is when he falls asleep in your arms. He will sleep for the next 12 hours, purrs rumbling from his chest as he comfortably nuzzles into your neck.

[clonesquadron]

One thing I think the fandom sometimes forgets is that Maul is canonically disabled. He is an amputee. Not just missing a limb or a few fingers, but his ENTIRE lower half. There are definitely some fics out there that really do this characterization well though.

Yeah, he's incredibly capable in combat, and his cybernetic legs let him do things that seem almost impossible. But that doesn't change the fact that he lost the entire lower half of his body. It’s one of the defining aspects of his character, physically and mentally. Maul: Shadow Lord also reminds us that his prosthetics come with limitations and aren't a perfect replacement for a biological body.

Which got me thinking about something I can't stop wondering:

How does Maul actually eat, digest and pass food?

Do you think his cybernetics include something like a stoma or an artificial waste-processing system? Has there ever been any lore that addresses this, or is it just one of those questions we're not supposed to think too hard about?

[maulsbby]

Hello, i really like your writing. I was wondering if you can write Darth Maul X Reader nesting headcannons? Readers been chosen as his life long mate so he makes a nest in readers room?

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eeek!! This is so adorable! I love the maul nesting headcanon sm

Hope you lovelies are all doing well! I haven’t been feeling the best so apologies for my lack of posting. We’re almost at 300 followers. I love and appreciate you all sm!

Warnings: none: reader x maul, reader is mauls lifetime mate, Zabrak’s mate for life headcanon, nesting

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-Usually, once a zabrak meets their mate, that bond is formed instantaneously and prefer not to be out of each other’s sight.

-But of course maul understands the need to handle things without being right on top of you. So he does his own chores while you’re out in the village handling yours.

-Early on in new mated relationships, the males typically make a ‘nest’ for their mate, a gift of sorts. Or a vow as some consider it. Their room/nest, is a sacred place where nothing but peace and love reside.

-Maul stands and eyes the room for a long, long time before it hits him. Stripping your shared bed, sending pillows, blankets, and extra sheets flying to the floor as he begins.

-He places the loose sheet on top first, before using all the pillows to outline the border of the large bed. Even stealing two small pillows off the couch to perfect it.

-Next he sets the fitted sheet, tucking that under the edges and corners of the mattress so that everything stays put and secure. Now comes both your sleeping pillows.

-Setting those towards the top of the mattress, by the headboard. Lastly, the thick comforter. Draping the warm fabric on top of his carefully planned and improved bed.

-Maul steps back and admires his work for a while, fluffing the pillows or smacking away wrinkles in the sheets. During this time, he’s guided by instinct, and won’t stop until the bond hums in satisfaction.

-The moment his nerves settle, he can hear you slipping through the front door. Your steps growing louder as you approach your shared space. Coming to a halt in the doorway, taking in your lover and the gift he left for you.

-“Do you like it?” He would ask when he see’s you taking it all in and not saying anything.

-Through this bond, he can feel what you feel. He doesn’t sense anything negative. Good. That’s good.

-he watches your gaze flick between the bed and him before nodding. You did tons of research after the bond took place. So you know nesting is a huge part of their culture.

-“I love it” you said softly as you set the bags down on the floor. Walking over to your tattooed lover. Watching as a flicker of something passes through his gaze. The bond vibrates with contentment. Sensing you’re being truthful

-mauls arms wrap around your frame, enjoying the squeals and shocked noises that fall past your lips as he walks you over to the bed. Setting you down in the middle, your shoes being taken off and dropped to the floor

-“you can’t enjoy it without being in it” maul mumbled as he watches you stretch out. Letting out a pleased hum when you finally lie back, curling up against the plush safety of your nest

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[maulsdear]

So what about kissing maul between his horns very softly !!

now that's what i'm talking about. could you imagine? i see all the headcanons that the area is very sensitive, and of course, you're the only one who can touch him there other than himself. maybe because his old master also knew, and probably used it against him. but enough thinking of him suffering. he would just melt. close his eyes, give himself to you, to your gentleness, so different from anything he's ever known. he would shiver under the feeling of your warm, soft lips, carefully trailing kisses up his forehead. he'd let out low, relaxed sighs at your touch. you're so precious to him and he's not afraid to show it, but sometimes, he's the one who needs the comfort. that's when you know to go slow, letting him know you care about him just as much ...

[limousinecatblog]

Maul can endure unimaginable pain but he can’t endure unimaginable pleasure. He cries.

[marshiesfics]

Darth Maul as a Dominant Partner

- Maul naturally gravitates toward taking charge. Years of surviving under strict control and discipline have made leadership second nature to him. He prefers making decisions, handling problems, and ensuring everything is under control.

- His version of dominance isn’t loud or showy. It’s found within a quiet certainty that consumes him. A simple look from him can communicate more than a lengthy discussion.

- He is incredibly protective of someone he trusts. If you’re his partner, your safety becomes one of his highest priorities, even if he’d never openly admit how much he worries.

- Respect matters more to him than obedience. Blindly following orders irritates him. He wants a partner who chooses to trust him rather than someone who simply submits without thought.

- Maul pays attention to details. He notices when you’re tired, overwhelmed, hungry, or stressed long before you mention it. He’ll quietly step in to solve the problem before it grows worse.

- Praise from him is rare, which makes it incredibly meaningful. A simple “Well done” from Maul feels like receiving a medal.

- He enjoys acts of service. Fixing something for you, carrying heavy items, standing guard while you rest, these are his ways of showing affection.

- Despite his intimidating exterior, he secretly enjoys when you seek comfort from him. Having someone willingly curl up beside him or reach for his hand creates a sense of trust he never thought he’d experience.

Maul and Vulnerability

- Trust does not come easily for Maul. If he allows himself to be emotionally vulnerable around you, it means you’ve become one of the most important people in his life.

- He struggles with receiving care at first. If you patch up his injuries, remind him to rest, or comfort him after a difficult day, he’ll act annoyed while secretly appreciating every second.

- Physical affection is something he learns over time. Once comfortable, he becomes surprisingly possessive of quiet moments together.

- There are nights when old memories leave him restless. During those moments, simply sitting with him in silence means more than any words could.

Submissive! Maul

- Very few people would ever see this side of him. He would only lower his guard for someone he trusts completely.

- His version of submission is rooted in trust rather than weakness. Allowing another person to take control means exposing parts of himself he keeps hidden from everyone else.

- He finds unexpected comfort in letting someone else shoulder responsibilities occasionally. For a man who has spent his entire life fighting, being able to rest is a gift.

- When he finally trusts you enough to guide him through a difficult moment, it’s one of the strongest displays of affection he can offer.

- He would never openly ask for reassurance, but he quietly craves it. Simple reminders that he’s wanted, valued, and safe stay with him for far longer than he lets on.

Soft Dom! Maul

- Gently guiding you through crowded spaces with a hand at your back.

- Making sure you eat and sleep properly, even when you’re stubborn about it.

- Wrapping his cloak around your shoulders when you’re cold.

- Sitting slightly closer than necessary so he can keep an eye on you.

- Wordlessly offering his hand when he notices you’re anxious.

- Giving you that rare, almost imperceptible smile whenever you succeed at something you’ve worked hard for.

[ninthqueen]

Maul with a pet cat - headcanon

finds a horrific looking stray in literal garbage. its missing an eye, and is completely starved.

he sees it scrounging for food, walks a few paces, trying to ignore it, then stops.

annoyed at himself, he turns back.

the cat hisses, tiny and fierce.

Maul hisses back.

the cat fluffs up, but does let Maul approach, and comes to sniff his hand when Maul offers.

he's confused by his own actions when he scoops the thing under his arm, not really knowing how to hold this tiny fluff.

getting back to his home hideout he fills the sink with water, and he wrestles this hairball into a bath, the little thing eventually accepting its fate. it does ruin a pair of his gloves, though.

Maul gets the thing food and supplies at a pet store, and the saleperson recommends a small toy as well. He glares at the salesperson.

but he gets the stupid toy.

the first little while is strained. the cat is timid, skittering around in the shadows, knocking shit over as it tries to find new places to hide.

Maul spends far too much time chasing after it, snapping at it to just please stop trying to get into the vents in the walls.

one day, Maul sits on the floor to meditate.

and a tiny little fuzzy head bumps into his knee.

he ignores it because he's meditating.

then the cat pads into his folded lap, nuzzling down without a care in the galaxy.

Maul sighs, but continues his meditation, finishing a while later, but now faced with a problem.

how is he going to get up with this creature in his lap?

so he stays there for a looong time, until it wakes up and stretches, turning its face towards him, mewling in satisfaction.

from there, anytime Maul meditates, the cat takes a nap in his lap. eventually, he learns that he can, in fact, meditate while scratching the soft ears of his cat.

it starts looking healthy and its fur is fluffy and dark, his one eye bright gold, like his own.

Maul begins to train the cat with treats to follow simple commands, working up to his favourite trick.

making the cat jump up his chest to perch on his shoulder.

the cat starts following Maul everywhere, nuzzling with him when Maul goes to bed. He sleeps well for the first time in months when this happens the first time.

Maul will sit on the floor, playing fetch with the little hunter, using the Force to hover and bob the toys in a greater challenge for his tiny friend.

it takes about a year for Maul to finally come up with a name for the cat. he just called it 'cat' or 'nuisance' until then.

but after he had gotten into Maul's closet and decided a pair of his gloves were excellent prey, he called him a little menace.

and that became his name, Little Menace.

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i had so much fun with this!!! hope you all enjoyed too!!! <3

[meowgirl22]

⊹₊ Maul Headcanons: Maul and sleep ⊹₊

a/n: had an idea for this post after I woke up and saw dreams.

Warnings: No Warnings, SFW, slightly angsty, fluff

w/c: 515

• Maul is a pretty light sleeper. He is aware that a threat could find him at any moment, even in his unconscious state, especially when he is the most exposed and defenseless. So any tiny noise can jerk him awake.

• He doesn’t sleep quite often, not only because he has many responsibilities, but because he is afraid.

• He is afraid of the torments that await him on the other side once his eyes are closed.

• He does anything in his power to avoid sleep as long as possible. He might even use some kind of stimulants to prolong his waking.

• Yet Zabrak ends up succumbing to it eventually.

• Usually you find him laying down on his desk or with his back leaning against the chair.

• You know how precious those times of rest are so you try to be as quiet as possible.

• Sometimes you even hesitate to drape a blanket over his shoulders out of fear of waking him up.

• Still you do it regardless because you don’t want your lover to get cold. His tunic, although it looks good on him, does little to warm him up.

• Sometimes you hear him mumble something in his sleep. It’s pretty rare for him to say something consistent.

• Once you even heard him giggle. That was pretty unexpected and you thought that he was awake. But his eyes were shut tightly and he wouldn’t answer you.

• You know about the night terrors and knew it would eventually happen.

• One night you heard his labored breathing, heard him whine his pleas and immediately knew what was going on.

• You somehow managed to shake him awake and once his eyes shot open he felt your hands encircling him.

• “It’s okay, my love.” You cooed in his ear, trying to sound as soft as possible. “It was just a dream. You are here with me, you are safe.”

• He didn’t answer you, his body still shivered against yours. Still he embraced you and laid his head on your shoulder.

• “Thank you.” He whispered back, his voice still raspy from sleep.

• Those weren’t just pleasantries. Maul really was grateful that you dragged him out of this dark place.

• You offered to make him some tea and you shared this special moment, although he was mostly quiet, still shook from events of the night.

• You don’t ask him what he sees in those nightmares because you know how desperately he wants to just forget about them.

• And whenever he does tell you, which happens once in a blue moon, you don’t press for details.

• You know he is quite vulnerable in those moments and don’t wish to hurt him or push him away.

• Usually on the day afterwards and the next night he stays awake, pretending as if nothing happened.

• A part of him wishes that you could save him. There is this foolish desire for you to somehow enter his dreams, take hold of his hand and take him away from all of this.

• But he knows it’s impossible. So he is content with you at least waking him up.

p/s: Check out the dividers! They are not mine though, all credit to the creator. I'm just new to Tumblr and it's my first time using them.:3