I need Maul: Shadow Lord to give me a full range of emotion from Maul! Show him crying, happy, content, annoyed! ALL THE EMOTIONS
Like legit. In this show about this evil guy who's now our pov character, i need complete insight into his thoughts and emotions. I wanna see him be friendly with Rook like that's his current bestie and i want to see that!
How would Hunter or Echo react to a s/o that gets flustered so easily! Like they even get all shy and bashful just holding hands XD
What’s Got You Blushing Like That?
Hunter X GN!Reader
word count: 821 words.
There was nothing more endearing to Hunter than seeing how you react upon him holding your hand.
warnings: Very fluffy, gender neutral reader, hand holding. Short and sweet 🤍
Authors note: thank you for the request.
Originally wrote December 2022, Rewritten October 2023.
Life had recently taken a turn for the better. You found so much solace and security among the Batchers, with a sufficient number of credits to sustain yourself in your pockets. Not to mention that the relentless stream of missions from Cid momentarily subsided. More importantly, you had developed a profound love for the Sergeant, and it seemed that the sentiment was mutual.
While your relationship wasn't exactly a well-kept secret within the group, public displays of affection were kept to a minimum. It mainly consisted of stolen kisses in private, flirtatious messages exchanged covertly, and the occasional playful remark in passing.
However, all of that changed during a visit to the bustling local marketplace on the planet you all touched down on. The air was filled with lively music and the cheerful bantering of the crowd, with no sign of any Imperials in sight. The peacefulness of the moment almost made you want to burst into song. As you stood next to Wrecker and Omega, admiring some intriguing knick-knacks at one of the stalls, you felt something slip into your hand. It was undeniably someone else's hand.
You looked down at the intertwined fingers and followed the wrist to see Hunter standing beside you, wearing a warm smile as he gazed down at you. "Is everything alright?"
Your heart raced as you blinked rapidly, and your cheeks ignited. "U-uh, yeah," you stammered, caught off guard.
He fixed his gaze on you with a pointed look and repeated, "Is everything alright?"
You could only blink in surprise once more, the sensation of his hand holding yours in public sent a thrill through you. Hunter had held your hand in private moments, but this public display of affection was unprecedented, especially in front of his sister and brothers. You quickly scanned the expressions of the others and it seemed that they hadn't picked up on it. "I'm... I'm fine," you finally managed to choke out. "Just fine."
Hunter raised an eyebrow, but wisely refrained from further comment, instead offering a reassuring squeeze of your hand as you moved on to the next stall where Echo and Crosshair were.
"Are you guys considering buying anything?" Hunter inquired, and you couldn't help but notice your heart rate increase, particularly when Crosshair leaned over his shoulder to look at both of you. His eyes flicked down to your intertwined hands, but he made no mention of it.
"I need a new scope for my rifle; it's starting to show some rust," Crosshair responded smoothly, his attention returning to the stall. Echo approached both of you and held up a small pouch. "I think this might come in handy for Omega," he noted, placing it in Hunter's outstretched hand. As Hunter inspected the pouch, your gaze remained fixed on Echo, who met your eyes and smiled knowingly.
Hunter felt your hand grow slightly sweaty against his, and he side-eyed you, a hint of smugness in his expression at your reaction. He knew you weren't uncomfortable; otherwise, you would have said so. Instead, he could tell you were flustered.
"She'll appreciate it. Thanks, Echo," Hunter handed the pouch back to his teammate and playfully nudged your shoulder. "Want to take a walk somewhere, cyare?" He said audibly, using the term of endearment in front of Echo and now Tech, who had arrived with his own purchases.
Words failed you as you tried to compose a coherent sentence, your cheeks ablaze. Hunter led you away from the group, finding a quiet spot where the two of you could enjoy each other's company a bit more.
Hunter's voice was soft as he turned to you, his gaze equally tender. "So," he said, "what's got you blushing like that?"
You couldn't help but feel a little embarrassed by your own reaction. "I wasn't aware you wanted to do that in public," you admitted, a mixture of surprise and delight dancing in your eyes.
He raised an eyebrow, turning to face you as you both came to a stop. "Hold your hand?" he clarified.
You nodded, and he chuckled, raising his free hand to gently caress your cheek, his thumb lightly tracing its contours. "I could kiss you too, if you'd like that," he said with a teasing purr, drawing closer, his eyes locked on yours. "Or would you be too flustered?" It was a playful remark, a hint of the intimacy he shared with you in private.
Once more, warmth tingled in your cheeks, and your ears flushed. "Hunter," you softly hummed, your bashfulness apparent in your eyes.
Seeing the adoration in your eyes, Hunter needed no further encouragement. He sealed the deal, his lips meeting yours. A soft sigh escaped his lips as he gently cradled the back of your neck, and you melted into the kiss, a smile tugging at your lips as you pressed against him.
You couldn't help but think that life was indeed, pretty good.
I hope they make him a bitch. I hope they make him mean and his anger has layers. I hope they make him yearn and poetic. I hope they make him guilty and resentful for feeling that way. I hope they entrench him in his past. I hope they throw it in his face. I hope he isn't lonely even for just a little while. I hope they give him a chance to escape but he can't take it because he doesn't know anything else. I hope it's a tragedy that moves like a slow motion car crash.
Hello, Hello, my dear. I love your fics and u know how much i love the way you. I got a fic idea for you. Can you do something like what u did with your rose colored fic but with the opress bros? This also includes feral. Love me some sexy zabraks.
So, all the zabby bois together at once!?? Hold my spotchka... 🤭🥴😏 I am glad my TBB fic Rose-Colored Boys served as perfect inspo for sharing Reader all at once... Now it's the Opress Bros' turn! You are a GENIUS bestie. (‾◡◝)
Chokehold
Pairing: Opress Bros x F!Reader
Warnings: (18+) smut, vaginal fingering, love bites, oral M/F receiving, face sitting, kissing, cum eating, interspecies, established polycule, zero gravity sex, triple penetration
Summary: You have been traversing wild space for many cycles now. The boredom is not only catching up to you, but your tempting band of Zabraks cannot resist finding creative ways to pass the time.
Read on ao3 - 2.5k words
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The low hum of the ship piercing through hyperspace is the perfect white noise to lull you to sleep. Though, due to prolonged amounts of time where there are no sun or moon cycles, it’s sure to throw off your circadian rhythm. You and Maul have found that you like to sleep a lot more. Especially when the days are full of nothing but sitting around and waiting.
You’re not completely awake, but you’re on the steady road to it. He’s like a space heater, generating so much that the blankets are obsolete. The soft breeze of the ventilation system falls upon our skin. Maul must have been able to sense that it disrupted your comfort as his arm stretches over top of you, soothing you with his hotness.
You curl into his space, pressing your back against his chest so that he can completely and comfortably envelop you. Your eyes are still closed, soaking in this calm before the storm. Maul’s skin presents itself as a void when put against your perfect flesh. His crimson darkness tempts you to venture where you’ve never been; to explore not only the farthest reaches of his anatomy, but your desire.
Maul yanks on your waist, pulling you even closer. His head finds a comfortable spot at the crook of your neck, his lips tasting you thoroughly. He slightly bares his sharp teeth, dragging them lightly across your jugular. The thrum of your heartbeat is conducted through the bone, and he savors the sensation, his maw tightening over the pillar of muscle before being transitioned into a poised kiss. He kisses you all the way up to your jaw, humming to himself as he gets lost in your essence. He’s drowning in your scent, completely surrounded while submerged in this sea of bedding.
Your own hands venture behind yourself, reaching for him in the darkness. The search is not fruitful, that is until you feel something long and hard jab into your back. You rotate on the mattress, flipping over so that you’re facing him now. “Well good morning to you.”
“Ah…yes.” Maul starts, feigning nervousness when you begin stroking his length beneath the sheets. “This does tend to happen in the mornings.”
“Are you saying all this isn’t for me?” You ask, putting him on the spot while your grip on his cock tightens. “That’s disappointing.”
“Oh, stop your joking and get over here already.” He lies flat on his back, urging you to rise to your knees and walk over his face. You have nothing on, exposing every inch of your bare nakedness when you abandon the modesty of the blankets. With a dexterous lift of your leg over Maul’s head, he shifts your weight so that you are spared from his crown of horns as he incessantly devours you. His mouth was hanging wide open long before you even seated yourself on his face.
You look down at his glowing eyes, that passionate stare saying far more than words ever could. He hooks his arms around your thighs, locking you in place as he swirls his tongue about your entrance. He suckles roughly on your clit, flicking it in his mouth vigorously so that he can watch you writhe where you sit.
Using his horns for leverage, you begin to grind on his face. Maul squeezes the fullness of your thighs even harder, pushing himself further into your nethers until he’s damn near suffocated by your ass and pussy. The gyration of your hips rocking back and forth begins to jostle him about. Apparently, you’re moving far too much for his liking. He chooses to remedy this by lifting you off the bed so that he could slam you down on your back, all without putting an end to his feasting.
The wind is practically knocked out of you when he does this, but the grin on your face tells him that you love it when he’s just a little assertive with you. Maul laps up your sweet nectar with the fervor of a starved man. He prods your entrance with his tongue, that serpentine muscle extending deep into you. He drags it upward, licking the most sensitive parts of your clit before clamping down to suckle on it again.
You are singing a cacophony of songs, shouting in pleasure when he influences a surge of climaxes to flutter through your body. There’s nothing you can do but wait for the dust to settle. Once he gets like this, he is not intent on stopping until you’re a blubbering, hyperventilating mess.
“You’re so beautiful when you come.” Maul whispers between your thighs. As he sits on his knees beside the edge of the bed, he ruts his hips forward, imagining you in place. You’re starved for breath and in dire need of a pause, but he doesn’t stop there, pushing you to your absolute limits.
Taking his own words as a challenge, he leans forward, dragging you all the way to the edge so that your ass collides with his hips. You arch forward to kiss him. He leans into it, his lips pressing firmly atop yours. He holds the kiss, professionally navigating himself to your entrance without looking.
You moan sharply into his mouth, and he scarfs your vocalization down, gaining sustenance from the very prospect of your euphoric bliss. He slides in easily, your tight walls yielding to his lovely breach. He commits himself to a series of thrusts that prove to be increasingly favorable. His veiny cock is driven deep and true with each slam of his hips against your ass. He spreads your legs wide apart, holding them up by the ankles to watch your pussy swallow every inch of him.
“I thought you two were finally awake!” Feral’s voice announces his unsolicited entry, interrupting the quiet moment you’re sharing with Maul. “No fair! Why does he get you all to himself?”
As you lie on the bed, Maul’s thrusts increase in power as if to further impose his influence over your vocalizations. You cannot get a single word out without stuttering.
“Oh, m-my p-precious babyyyy .” You coo at him from where he stands with his arms crossed in the doorway. “Is s-someone a l-little j- jealousss ?”
You reach your arms out, letting Maul use you as he pleased while you continue to talk to Feral. He shuffles over to the opposite side of the bed, climbing atop the sheets. You moan and gasp with every thrust Maul gives you, his grunts growing more prevalent as the seconds pass.
“Maybe…” Feral admits when you open your arms to receive him. Your exposed chest is the perfect pacifier for him. Feral lays one palm over your left breast while tenderly sucking on your right.
“There you go, baby.” You whisper to him as Maul fucks you. Feral closes his eyes, savoring your taste until one of your hands slips past his waistband, with which he looks up at you with surprise, but doesn’t request that you stop. Instead, he matches Maul’s timing of thrusts, fucking your fist just as his brother fucks your pussy.
Feral cannot help himself. He wants more. He needs more. Before you know it, he is scaling the bed and kneeling with his cock bouncing right in front of your face. His sun-kissed amber skin tone is far less saturated than his brother. It gives him a sweet disposition when you know he can be anything but. This pride of warriors stakes their claim over you, praising you like the goddess you are.
The appearance of a cock gracing your lips sends Maul over the edge. With both your legs still raised high in the air, he puts them together and grounds himself to you, fucking harder and faster than before. The added plush overflow of your ass and thighs gives him more surface area to pleasure you as well as himself. Maul bites his tongue, cutting his moans short so that he doesn’t accumulate any ammunition for Feral to tease him. Instead, his methods of self-control fail him and it’s far more satisfying than any string of grunts ever could be.
Maul fumbles, buckling over to almost falter completely, but a sturdy hand at the edge of the bed saves him. You feel the blooming gush of his come spill into you. That familiar warmth has your eyes rolling to the back of your head, crying out with Feral’s cock still in your mouth. The vibrations of your moans reverberate through your throat and along his shaft, tickling him with an added level of sensation.
With a final sigh of relief, Maul eases himself out of you, pulling the plug to watch his spend leak out and soak the sheets. “ Ughhhh … I’ll never tire of that.”
“Come over here and let me clean you.” You demand him while turning over on your knees. “And you can lay right over here .”
Feral does not resist in your repositioning antics, laying down exactly where you once were. He does not know for certain what is happening until you commit to it. He watches you straddle his hips, scooting so that your pussy is hovering over his hardened cock. With a shaft in each hand, you sit on feral while simultaneously kissing Maul off. You lick every remnant of come off his tip while rocking back and forth over Feral.
Feral cannot do much but lie there and take what you give him. The weight of your ass slamming into him coupled with the creamy ooze, is beyond captivating, but that’s not what gets your collective attention.
The Grav settings have been altered and that is evident with the surge of butterflies and weightlessness you feel. It’s like wading in deep waters, a minor density so that none of you completely float away, but enough that it takes the edge off the strain in your muscles, putting a pause to your salacious activities.
Another voice comes through the doorway, welcoming himself in. “Why didn’t anyone think to get me for the fun?”
“Sorry brother.” Maul initiates an apology with a coy grin as he grasps your jaw. “We got a little selfish with her.”
“Why’d you have to go and mess with the Gs in the ship?” Feral asks him with a bit of playful annoyance in his voice as they get used to the weightlessness.
“I had to get your attention somehow.” Savage discloses with a drop of his trousers. His massive lengths swaying from side to side at this exposure, making you drool at the sight.
“Oh, now we’re talking.” You smile at Savage while he too ascends the bed on his knees. You alternate sucking both he and Maul off, occupying both hands with their pulsating shafts. The stretch is substantial when you go from Maul to Savage, but their love remains mirrored. They pet your head, stroke your face, and run their fingers through your floating hair in an effort to remind you of your inherent charm. They all coo and gasp at you, uttering obscenities under their breath.
“Yesss… Take it just like that…” Maul rubs your cheek with his thumb when you look up at him, devotion in his eyes while you whine from being fucked. Your mind sparks a sinful idea that you’re certain will leave them speechless.
You make very clear eye contact with Savage as he watches you wrap your index finger and thumb around the flared base of your anal plug. You nonverbally communicate what it is you want of him, letting go of his cock so that you can focus on Maul’s with both hands.
Savage’s eyes widen at this request. He scrambles quickly with his tip now begging to be let into your back entrance. The excitement of what’s happening overcomes him when he finds himself sliding inside.
“AH!” You exclaim, the dilation taking you by storm.
“Did that hurt?” Savage backs up, rearing out of you while you manage to sit completely down on Feral’s length.
“N-no, it was just a lot at once.” You reiterate, catching your breath.
“I’ll take it slow.” Savage coaxes you, gripping himself at the base to try again. This time, you know what you expect, and even Maul cannot deny the apprehension melting away to elation. “As slow as you like.”
“That’s it.” Maul praises you. “There’s our good girl.”
You resume your sucking while Feral continues his fucking, but the wild card is Savage breaching your ass from behind. The constriction alone is enough to extract him for all he’s worth, but the internal disruption Feral is causing poses a secondary challenge.
“ Unf… Fuck! I can’t -” Savage stutters, having only gotten about halfway into your ass before he could feel the quiver of his loins threaten him. With all the movement happening, the timing couldn’t have been more perfect.
“ Oh-oh-ohhh… ” Feral pumps his hips upward and the flex of his cock lets you know he’s on the cusp of his finish as well. He grabs hold of your hips tightly while Savage’s palms spread your cheeks to their furthest extent, watching his shaft vanish beyond your soaking walls.
“ S-sooo beautiful… ” Maul utters the words just as a flood of his spend is shot into the back of your throat. His eyes are glazed over as you drink him dry. Feral can’t keep his sights off the show you’re putting on for him and likewise for Savage. You’re full to bursting. Savage glances down to see the mess the three have made of you, but they remain pumping inside long after each of them have already climaxed. You do not let Maul go anywhere for an extended duration after the fact, letting him fuck your mouth far past its extended duration to let his flavor coat your mouth while Feral and Savage have at your other holes.
The distention growing inside inflates you like a balloon. With every thrust, whether it be in your mouth, pussy or ass, you are sent to cloud nine. If all these hands holding you in place weren’t your direct conduit to the bed, you are certain you would find your way to the ceiling.
All three cocks exit you in unison and that displacement has you crying out for them to fill you again. You collapse beside Feral, leisurely floating beside him to cuddle up on the mattress while Savage and Maul find their own places beside you both, and even though everyone is fatigued, you know they’ll be ready to go again in a matter of minutes.
Reminded of that time the xkcd guy was trying to research what sports equipment would be most effective for destroying enemy drones in flight and he looked up a bunch of stats about pro tennis player accuracy against stationary targets like 40 feet away, and figured that a really high level tennis pro might be able to hit the drone in 5-7 shots if they had the time and even then probably wouldn’t do enough damage to disrupt it more than momentarily.
And then Serena volunteered to test this theory and just, killed it instantly.
I really don’t know why cw animators went with the wide eyes in upper right screenshot like… was that really necessary? Always makes me crack tbh he is si f angry his eyes are popping out lmao
