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justalittletomato · 9 months ago
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The Night 🌙 Lights (dad!maul and Cressie )
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Little Cress loves the night lights about his nursery . Maul ensures his little star is never left in the dark
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milkcioccolato · 8 months ago
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Coming out comic since it’s pride month yayyyyyyy
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shyranno · 11 months ago
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Here, have more Dad Maul--i hope it helps the dopamine because it for sure helped mine ;u;;
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galactic-rhea · 20 days ago
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The best part of my Sith Raised Anakin AU is that, essentially, Dooku and Sheev are like, the diametrically opposite of Timon and Pumbaa; Evil, AWFUL, gay dads.
You know that part in TLK 1/3 where Simba is a cub and wakes up Timon because he had a nightmare (implied to be about his father's death) and they let him sleep with them?
Anakin would be like "I had a nightmare about my mom dying", and they throw him to a pit to fight against Sith hounds and Nexus and tigers for the whole night, and only check up on him in the morning. If he's alive then trully he must be The Chosen one (like Daniel in the lions' den lmao)
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so11aris · 9 months ago
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"Say cheese!!"
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puppetmaster13u · 1 year ago
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Prompt 107
“Hey uh pal, what you got there…?”
Grundy hummed a rumble, blinking slowly as he turned slightly towards his… what were they… Not an enemy, not a threat… they were… friend! Yes, they were the friend that didn’t mind that whenever he came back he came back different. 
He uncurled his arms slightly, proudly showing his friend what he’d found splashing in the water growling angrily. His friend blinked, mouth opening and closing for a few moments as he waited patiently, careful not to drop the squirming duo. 
“Babies,” he proudly declared as they let out squeaky roars. 
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beausprouts · 5 months ago
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Drew the whole fambily for my western au… bro really had a lot of kids for someone who didn’t even want them like what’s his deal
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kana7o · 2 years ago
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there are other jedi................
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pettyprocrastination · 10 months ago
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as much as I love 141 medieval au's here the reader is a noble lady saved from her marriage or some lone townswomans rescued by the group of knights (looking @ my own nun!reader in this) I do love the notion of a lady knight.
A badass woman with no name or backstory that's taken up the life of a sellsword- who scoffs at the notion of "honor" when spilling blood on your blade- death is death. Honor means nothing for God or king.
Her hair is cut close to her scalp, because it's all too easy for somebody to grab a handful of those soft locks and be at the perfect position to slit her throat in a fight. Covered in scars and carried by aching bones that broke years ago but never quite healed properly.
Maybe Price is a king who sees this helmeted figure fighting at a tourney for his name day and asks for their name- their noble house only to learn you have none. Simply a desire for the money awarded to the winner.
Maybe Gaz is beloved prince who often sneaks out from his guards nose to mingle with the common folk- who enjoys sitting in a tavern with others and singing songs while drinking ale with a pretty little thing on his lap until he's walking back to the palace and finds a blade at his neck in a dark alley as you warn him that noblebloods should never walk unaccompanied- it makes the job far too easy.
Maybe a beautiful noble lady is sent to stay under the eye of a royal family in discussion for marriage- when the house offers to gift her one for their personal guards of the 141, she insists she more than happy with her own- you. The silent armor-clad figure standing close to her side. (yes I miss domentzia. she's my wife and always will be).
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Sam and Dean Winchester but it’s Echo and Fives
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justalittletomato · 13 days ago
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Irony
A/n: I think I’ve written something like this for Maul before but ya know why not. This one seemed a bit more in character for him. So another reintroductions of the twins but this time when they were born…so I guess warning for newborns?
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The irony of life. You come into the world crying. To Maul it sounded like a yowl, a small animal crying out. Maybe it was the shock. The new environment was startling.
He was also sure that people were liars in regards to newborns. They were not beautiful, not even cute. Especially his.
Lighter shades of red and flesh too fragile and soft in the hands of the medical droids. The baby writhed and cried. The droid comforted it as per its programming. Maul watched as the child was cleaned. Still red as could be and still yowling aloud. It’s little body wrapped in one of handknit blankets and handed to Maul. The little creature’s hearts fluttered. Panic? Fear? Maul sniffed at it. It was an odd scent. The little creature hiccuped and tried to wiggle closer to him. Maul allowed it. Holding the little creature close to his chest. Its cries subsided. Maul awaited for the next crying infant.
Only that….
The droid was moving quickly. Another little form in its hold. It didn’t move. It didn’t cry.
“Give her to me” Maul demanded. The droid complied, handing the little form to Maul. The baby against his chest cooed.
“Your sister is being stubborn.” Maul inspected the new little form, gently pressing on the tiny chest. The baby sputtered, limbs twitching and giving a hearty cry. “There..there…” he whispered. She was as red as her brother, and with a mighty cry. She would be a menace with those lungs.
“Where?” His starlight whispered, arms raised and searching. The little ones had been cleaned up and bundled in the blankets so painstakingly finished before their arrival.
“A girl and boy” Maul said gently placing the two in their arms. Even with the soft blankets and carefully clean up they looked like,
“Wrinkled tomatoes.” Starlight said. “Why I birthed a pair of tomatoes.”
Maul couldn’t stop the laugh that came out, thank the stars he wasn’t the only one who thought so. “It seems rude to lie and call them beautiful. They are not. I cannot even say they are cute.”
He was blunt and he was not wrong. Yet already he knew he would protect the little yowling tomatoes with his all.
“I have to say I agree.” His starlight smiled.
“I do not like the crying,” he confessed later as he held the sleeping baby boy in his arms. They had settled on the name Cress. Ravage and Malice were dismissed quite quickly.
“Does it upset you?” His Starlight asked, finishing up with feeding the girl. They decided on Aster after the flowers they were both fond of.
“Not in that sense, it was more alarming” he supposed Cress looked cute as he slept. Since his arrival his appearance had softened and it was clear the child would have a round little face. “It’s off putting to cry at the first moment. There was no danger.” He made sure of it.
“It’s the start of life, we all cry when we are born. Well unless you are little Aster and need some help.” Starlight played with the little baby’s black curls. Maul would admit that Aster was adorable with her crown of horns and curls.
“ I’ll ensure it doesn’t happen.”
“Maul crying is inevitable”
“I can try and be sure it doesn’t.”
“Maul babies cry.”
“But our babies won’t have to.” He began. Cress cooed and snuggled closer to his chest.
“Maul…you cannot protect them from everything.” Starlight said gently. A sad look on their face, they had already come to accept it long before Maul did.
That did not comfort him. Then again few things did. Little Cress slept snuggly in his arms. This one was a new comfort. “Can I try?”
They sighed, “ You can try, you can always try.” The zabrak was satisfied with that answer.
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thechaoticfanartist · 2 months ago
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Grim & Maul deserved to be friends from the start.
Draw the squad base by @gabe-tsi
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milkcioccolato · 1 year ago
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We all start with a little one on the ear😌
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jimmyjimjimjimmy · 3 months ago
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Who would make the most mind blowingly sexy vampire?! 🦇🧛
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incorrect-hs-quotes · 1 year ago
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Rose: You’re the alien? But they said you’d be bigger. And with claws.
Kanaya: Oh I’ve Got Claws. That Outfit Of Yours Is Hideous. See? Kitty Can Scratch.
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hildechainx · 1 year ago
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*some AU idk*
Anakin: Maul, Obi-wan, Padme is pregnant.
Obi-wan: Oh! Congratulations Anakin! How is she doing? Is she healthy? Bring her over for dinner sometime!
Maul: .... Did you really just make me a grandfather at 34?
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