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im-yotsu · 4 months
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Besties <3
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bugcouncil · 1 year
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Maul and Kilindi
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angelica-cj · 6 months
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"Although he was already considered a master of numerous martial arts, he still had difficulty working as part of a team."
"Except when he was partnered with Kilindi."
Maul and Kilindi from "The Wrath of Darth Maul" // Chapter Nine
Safe to say she's always his partner.
Yes those are Hubnutz and Fretch... yes they're about to have their asses kicked...
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sixleggedboar · 1 year
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Anything Maul and Kilindi Matako? Just kids being kids or teens being teens:)
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I have yet to read wrath of darth maul so I technically have no idea what their relationship was actually like. But the teens at my school pierced each other so I assume this is something they definitely must have done too, yes yes.
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darlingkairos · 4 months
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Kilindi and Maul
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edge-lorde · 5 months
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baby maul and his best friend squid baby.
i love the wrath of darth maul book and the resistance short story! heres my take on kilindi plus some doodles.
the top t-shirt reads "I WANT to KILL people with hammers."
bottom shirt: "I See Dumb People." 
bonus sketch and line art versions under the cut
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Something I’m working on
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ahem yes hello it's heartbreak time les béboux
this was finished several months ago but me is too lazy to post so no post
/!\ mild gore version below /!\
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varanidius · 2 months
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Kilindi moments
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Wrath of Darth Maul
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circle-around-again · 2 months
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"He removed the lid from his plate to reveal the red and black striped fish he'd watched grow over the past four years. Lying on its side, the fish stared back at him through one eye. ... He tore into the fish, starting with the head." (Windham, 71).
I want to explore the deep, planned trauma of this scene for Maul, in relation to his coming role of Sith Apprentice.
1. Maul and the fish are bonded. Not with anything as simplistic as a colour scheme, but through their gazes. Their presence. Maul and the fish are both raised in a fish bowl, looking out.
2. I'm sure this, as well as Deenine's death, was planned by Sidious to bend Maul completely into a fearful slave.
3. You see, Sidious is making Maul's Sith title into a sick joke. He begins his career in the galaxy not as a brilliant conqueror, but as the mauler of a friend.
4. It also works to train Maul out of a sense of self. The fish is a symbolic version of Maul. Ergo, to serve Sidious is to eat yourself alive.
5. I'd like to add that with the later inclusion of the aquatic Kilindi, this little episode is repeated. The trauma is reinforced.
6. But, this trauma is not quite enough to stifle Maul's nature. Maul beheads the fish to look ruthless, but it is a mercy. He is being kind to his double by giving it a quick death.
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So. In a character study months ago I acquired this brainrotting idea and I have no idea where I can/want/whatsevengoingon to take it:
What’s Maul’s first time like xD Hnnnm with a partner or just some self TLC kekekeke The book discussions with bother on Darth Plagueis is bringing back the thots xD (“nocturnal haunts” “prowling the fringe of The Works” “…all he could do to not terrorize every being that caught his eye” sth sth brain shortcircuiting)
When. With what being(s). How much research for science he did prior. How does someone like him negotiate the vulnerability that might show up in such situation. What about the aftermath (or even, the risk of exposure? I’m thinking pre TPM apprentice Maul). Headcanons, a scene, I will take any and everything.
Thank you O Wishmonger 🖤
The Night Market is an interesting place inasmuch as the wards that bind it demand that I answer as honestly as I can.
What will you do, dear reader, if the answer is upsetting?
Will you shy away, or will you witness?
Let's hold his guard then. He deserved better. Especially under Sidious.
Pairing: Darth Maul x You (AFAB GN) Secondary Pairings (Unrequited): Maul x Kilindi Matako, Maul x Daleen, Maul x Eldra Kaitiss Rating: Explicit Warnings: Sidious, Dubcon, loss of virginity, depersonalization/objectification, sex work
Sex is a weapon or a weakness, and his first time is a lesson.
Do not give in.
Do not succumb.
Do not take pleasure because it can be blinding. The choice leaves him weak, shaking, uncertain of the circumstances that brought him to this place with this body beneath him — a collection of parts, both flesh and some modified components — but ultimately soft and yielding. Fingers leaving traceries around the shell of his ear that are too tender. Kisses to his nape. A well of feeling that he doesn't feel, not even as they turn and offer another angle, another vision, another aspect meant to free him of the understanding that a wet slit sliding down his semi-erect member is meant to tease him.
He catches the creature at their hip and flips them over so he can no longer give a face to the features.
Just a body. An open orifice that parts to reveal something he understands:
A sliver of darkness.
Warm, wet, and pliant beneath his hands and so easy to break when he examines the pieces spread before him as if the bed is an altar and the human is an offering. There were others, too -- a harem full of forms and shapes designed to titillate as if he might explore every figure before him to see which might be most distracting.
This is a test.
He's sure of it.
It's meant to distract him from the singular purpose of his mission. Any moment, his grip will slip, and the creature writhing beneath him when he presses his fingers into their hip will turn on him --
Perhaps his Master will appear behind him, and in his moment of ecstasy, sever what little feeling he has for anything other than his immediate mission.
It's hard to stay hard when he can hear his Master's voice in his ear, belittling those few moments where another feeling stirs in his gut:
Desire. Despair. Dread. Demand.
He must act.
He must perform again.
Is that what this is?
Because the body before him could have been a promise that meant something.
Maul thinks of Kilindi. Maul thinks of Daleen. Maul remembers the Twi'lek Jedi whose eyes so reminded him of an ocean he only ever imagined in dreams — so different from the red seas that burned through everything in the place of his training, when he was young still, and didn't know anything of artful constructions meant to debilitate and distract.
"Your credits will only get you so far. You only bought an hour." The voice scythes through his memories, pulling back the veil that remains, leaving things gauzy and soft. He hates it. He hates the inability to do anything other than what he's told --
He presses the face into the mattress. He smothers its features, holding it in place like he might control the parameters of a circumstance meant to undo him, to leave him weak and vulnerable to anything at all that might infiltrate his defenses.
One sure stroke is all it takes. He feels the pressure, the quake of trembling flesh around him, but most of all, he senses what he did not expect —
A trickle of something beneath the moaning body beneath him (an act meant to encourage that falls short when he digs in his fingers) --
Something whole. Something pure. Something he understands at last.
Maul bends over, his hearts thumping out a cadence as he surveys the entrance to a room where privacy should be afforded, but one can take no chances.
"What was that, dear?" he whispers, sinking himself to fullness where the body sheathes him. Trembles around him. Quivers.
He thrusts as he would his lightsaber into an opponent, and Maul understands what is offered at its simplest:
Surrender.
And better when he starts to fuck the body in earnest:
Fear.
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im-yotsu · 5 months
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Some SW stuff from my sketchbook
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orsis-academy · 1 year
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Chilling between training sessions, probably talking about something dumb tbh
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I've been experimenting with lighting a lot lately. I've also started using a different brush for shading in Procreate. I'm getting fancy over here folks!
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angelica-cj · 3 months
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“Either of you ever call Kilindi a slave again.” Maul said, “I’ll tear your arms off and feed them to you.”
Maul to Hubnutz and Fretch from "The Wrath of Darth Maul" // Chapter Nine
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He did them a favor, he only broke a few of Fretch's fingers so...
He he never did liked the twins.
He liked Kilindi, a lot. So he ain't tolerating insults thrown at her.
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saturdaynightsky · 1 year
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Repost of Kilindi Matako from the Wrath of Darth Maul book
Please do not repost any of my work!
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dathomirdumpsterfire · 6 months
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hmmm...
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