#maul vibes

[nightbrothersworld]

Me:

Posting something on social media and expecting it to go viral in ten minutes

Everyone else on social media:

Like this post if you can relate! 👍👀

[maulfucker]

The two of us so close to our own hearts, I silenced and wrote this in awe Of the coincidence....

[pettyprocrastination]

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).

[radarchives]

[trnasock]

Mini squid part of the @shrimperini au of an au

Bonuses

[citrine-elephant]

hey what if we mauled leon with a bear

[bookshelfpassageway]

Whoever’s fault this, is I think they should be strapped to the outside of a launching SpaceX rocket every day for a century worth of time loop. Minimum.

[cordycepsbian]

this was uh. this was supposed to be a colored sketch. it got out of hand

@mantisgodsdomain woe. wereweevil vi fanart be upon ye

[littlediscoveredstars]

New headcanon! Qui-Gon Jinn was green-red colorblind (protanopia).

Think about it! This man has surrounded himself with green. He loves plants (can’t remember if that’s canon or not but it is to me) and collects them. He has a green lightsaber, a color he cannot see.

The only color that pops out among seas of dull yellow is blue. The color of Obi-Wan’s lightsaber, as well as Dooku’s (and Anakin’s). Blue, the color of his Padawan’s eyes. Blue, the only thing different. It would stick out during fights. He would know immediately where his master/padawan is by the color.

And let’s talk about red! Qui-Gon can’t see red, the color of Count Dooku, the Sith’s, lightsaber. He could not see his master slowly falling toward the dark.

He couldn’t see Maul’s lightsaber past it’s glow. It blended in too well and he payed for it with his life. Maul, the first Sith in centuries to fight with a Jedi. Qui-Gon, the first killed because he couldn’t see their plans. Couldn’t predict his own end and the scenes he died to. His own master’s plans, beside Sidious.

Anyway. So, I headcanon Qui-Gon had protanopia…

[chaoticwomanlove]

Country vibes ❣️

[queen-rhaenys-opress]

S U N S E T.

Inspired by artwork I bought at comic con. Just Maul and his saber being mysterious and hawt.

[thelurkershideout]

A new person walks through the gates of Riften. They are small in stature and have the look of a lost child, an easy mark. Maul starts in on his usual intimidation act. Instead of fear or confusion, instead a hasty "I'll stay out of your way." He gets laughter, delighted and somewhat sinister laughter. They lock eyes with him, no fear, just the unhindered confidence of someone who knows how to get exactly what they want. Before he knows it they know about the Black Briar's, the Thieves Guild, and even his damn brother.

A few weeks later Maven sends him down to the Ragged Flaggon on business. Brynjolf sits at a table in the corner with a small hooded figure, they exchange a flurry of whispers as he approaches the bar. Once his business with Vekel is done, just before he can leave, the small figure leans against the bar next to him.

"Maul, I have a question for you." They say, that same sinister delight in their voice.

He swears he can hear Brynjolf stifle a laugh in his drink.

[maulfucker]

beach blorbo from my dreams

[waloeders]

"Let's search the sky, for a while,

You and I,

Collide like two stars, for a while..."

song is Is it really you? by loathe, it slaps!!

ehehe first guardian/maul drawing yaippee,, they've just beaten a bunch of droids probably and maul got very eepy. luckily my si is op n tanked it 🫡

pose ref is this img that was going around on twt a whole ago! :3

[circle-around-again]

"Stepping away from Sidious and Trezza, he overheard one cadet whisper, "Check out his ribs."" (Windham, 80).

Partial evidence that Maul was chronically starved on Mustafar. However, it could be the tattoos.

[dathomirdumpsterfire]

star wars fandom scholars: obi-wan kenobi is from stewjon, and, he's just a normal human male.

me, blithely nodding: uuhhhhhuh yep. got it.

(and then i proceed directly back to writing obi-wan with Special Stewjoni Biology and 4 different 'configurations' in 4 different fics.)