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His Heir pt. 40 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Hey guys... I am back. We're just not gonna talk about how my semester went there towards the end... Anyways, HAPPY HOLIDAYS!!!!! Here is your present!!! The next part of His Heir!!

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“Oh. I knew I forgot to tell you something about the plans for today.” Dasar said, upon seeing my shocked face. 

“What is he doing here?” I asked, voice shaking. I wasn’t sure if I was nervous or heartbroken to see him. 

“He’s here for you.” Was all he said. 

The boat was docked and Totin got off first. Maul stepped closer as I approached the side. He offered me his hand without a word and I took it. Dasar stood behind me as Maul helped me step over the small gap between the dock and the boat. It felt like the silence that surrounded our small group was going to kill me. 

“Well, Totin and I have a few things we need to check on.” Dasar said, breaking the silence. 

I looked at him with panic in my eyes. He took a dramatic deep breath to show me to breathe. I took a deep breath and nodded. 

“Have a good evening.” I said to them. 

“You as well,” Totin said before addressing Maul, “We’re glad you made it, Lord Maul.” 

Maul gave them a nod and we stood quietly watching them walk down the dock. Once they were gone Maul turned to me. 

“How are you feeling?” 

“Fine.” I said quietly, I wasn’t snappy or short, it just felt like I had forgotten how to talk to him. 

“Words cannot begin to express how sorry I am, I fucked up.” He said looking at me with sadness in his eyes. 

“Yeah, you did, big time.” I couldn’t just forgive him, not this easily, “I can’t forgive you, not right now. I’ll be honest I could care less if you came to the wedding, what hurt the most was that you weren’t there for me and him when you promised you would be.” I said, placing a hand on my stomach as if to protect the baby from him. 

“I know, I cannot forgive myself for that either… I know I’ll have to earn back your trust. I know it won’t do much in terms of regaining your trust, but I am hoping it will at least score me a few points… I had a picnic on the beach prepared for us.” 

“You’re lucky that I am practically always hungry.” I said, cracking a small smile. 

He smiled as well and offered me his arm, “We’ll let’s not keep you waiting then.” 

I took his arm and allowed him to lead me down the dock. True to his word, a picnic blanket had been set up for us with an array of food. Maul helped me take off my shoes before he did the same. Then he carefully helped me sit down on the blanket. 

“How did you have time to get all of this planned?” I asked, looking at how beautifully everything was set up, even down to the vase to put the bouquet of flowers into. 

“Totin played a big role in it. He helped me get the kitchens to prepare the food, and then he obviously arranged for the servants to bring everything down to the cove and set it all up.” 

I nodded along as he spoke. Even though he had help, it was still such a sweet gesture, especially when it came to the consideration of what food had been prepared. As I gazed over it all, it was all of my favorites and not a single piece of food that I had any sort of aversion to. 

“Would you like something to drink?” Maul asked, reaching into the basket beside him and pulling out an odd-shaped decanter filled with a sparkly, deep green liquid. 

“Is that Emerald wine?” I asked in shock. 

Emerald wine was extremely expensive because the fruit used to make was only found in a few places. I had never actually had any before, but I recall it being had at certain events on Mandalore. 

Maul nodded, “It is. This particular one is non-alcoholic. It’s completely safe for you to drink.” 

“Well, in that case, I would love some.” 

The decanter made a pop when he opened it making me jump slightly. 

“Sorry.” Maul said, handing me my drink. 

“It’s okay, I think me jumping scared him more, honestly.” I laughed as I took the glass from him. 

I swirled the liquid around in the glass, watching the green glitter swirl around creating a mesmerizing pattern. Once Maul had poured his own glass he held it out to me and cheered my glass before we both took a drink. 

“Oh, that is good.” I said. 

“Have you never had Emerald wine before?” He asked. 

I shook my head.

“Well, once he’s here, I’ll be sure to get us the best bottle of the real thing for you to try.” 

“I’ll hold you to that,” I said before taking another sip, “Now, what all do we have?” 

We ate and made easy conversation, it was nice. I was almost able to forget about all the turmoil he had caused a couple of days prior. Almost. But not quite. Maul must have noticed this. 

“Please don’t think I am trying to distract you from what I did to you.” He said. 

“I know you're not… it's just… it’s hard for me when someone I trust to be there for me lets me down. I was so used to being on my own as a child and having no real form of support from anyone that as an adult it takes me a long time to let people in and when I do, it means I truly trust them, and to be let down by someone that I have let in… it hurts, to put it plainly… I really don’t know how to describe what it feels like.” I said as tears began to form on my lower lash line. 

Maul dropped his head slightly, “I’m sorry, my dear.” 

“I know… I know…” 

Maul reached over hesitantly and when he saw I wasn’t going to retreat away from him, he grabbed my hand. We weren’t looking at one another, instead we were both fixed on the horizon. The two moons had risen and were casting a beautiful glow out across the water. 

I wasn’t sure how long we sat in silence but eventually, it began to feel like my eyes were barely staying open. 

“We should probably get going. Tomorrow is the start of all the fun festivities, it best to get a good night's sleep tonight.” I said. 

Maul agreed and stood before turning around and helping me stand up as well. 

“Do we need to bring this all back with us?” I asked referring to the platers, blanket, and basket that had been used. 

“No, Totin said that the servant droids will come to take care of it.” 

I nodded before we began making our way back up the beach. It was quite a long trek back to the palace and by the time we got there, I was completely exhausted. Maul escorted me to the room I had been staying in but stopped once we got to the door. 

“What are you doing?” I asked, clearly confused. 

“I wasn’t sure how you were going to respond to me showing up like I did. So, a separate room was prepared for me.” He explained. 

“Oh… well, can you have your stuff brought here? It’s a large room… and I would prefer to have you here… with me.” My voice was quiet as I made the request, I was still hurt, but that didn’t mean our whole relationship had to stop. 

“Of course I can.” He said with the faintest of smiles graced his face. 

He followed me in and took in the room. I dropped my shoes by the door since they were covered in sand and Maul slid his off next to mine. Despite how tired I was, I also felt quite gross. Between the salty air and the sand, I felt grimy and really wanted to wash up before climbing into bed. 

“I am going to take a shower… care to join?” I asked, already heading to the bathroom. 

“Of course.” Maul said, following not too far behind me. 

The shower was nice. I was able to get all the grittiness off of my body, and Maul had even begun to give me a light shoulder massage. 

“This feels great, Maul, but I need to get out and get off my feet. It feels like they are going to fall off.” I said, leaning back into him carefully so neither of us would lose our footing and slip. 

He pressed a kiss to my shoulder after dropping his hands from them, “I can continue on the bed if you want me to.” He offered quietly. 

I nodded as I reached over to shut the water off. Then I carefully stepped out and grabbed my towel. Once I was dried off I grabbed the silk robe that was on the hook and put it on. I used the large vanity mirror to make sure it was adjusted correctly over my belly before tying it shut. 

“I’m going to go sit for a bit before getting ready for bed.” I said to Maul, looking at him through the mirror. He nodded as he adjusted his towel around his lower hips. 

“I’ll be out shortly.” He said. 

I nodded and made my way over to the bed. I could the baby moving a lot which was odd considering how late it was. Of course, his sense of time was thrown slightly by travel and being on a new planet with a different rotation time than back home, but I didn’t think it would cause him to be this off. By this time of night, he has usually settled down. I sat down with a sigh, glad to be off my feet. Then I laid back and put my hands on top of my belly. 

“Ik'aad, why are you so active, hm? Do you have any idea how late it is?” 

He seemed to move even more in response to my voice, which I took as him telling me no, he didn’t know how late it was. 

“Well, it’s past midnight. You should be settled down for the evening.” 

I got a kick in response. 

“It doesn’t matter that we are on a small vacation, your buir would like to get some rest without you moving around like that in there.” 

“Are you getting onto the baby for being too active?” Maul asked, leaning against the open doorway to the bathroom. 

“Yes, I am. Come here. Feel how active he is!” I said, tilting my head to the side to look at him from the side of my belly. 

Maul pushed himself off the doorframe and walked over. I was still lying down on the bed with my legs hanging off from where I sat down originally. Once he was close enough I straightened back up from where I had leaned to the side to watch him walk over. Maul stood between my legs and put his hands on my stomach. 

“Wow…” He said after a moment, “What’s got him so riled up?” Maul asked with a small laugh. 

“I don’t know… I hope it’s not like fetal stress or anything… I know that can cause a sudden increase in movements…” 

“It’s not that, dear. If something was wrong the medical droids would have told you and wouldn’t have cleared you to go on the trip.” Maul said and I nodded, knowing he was probably right, “Maybe he can just tell that you’re happier than you were a day ago…” Maul suggested. 

“Perhaps. Or maybe he just knows you’re back and he’s excited to have both his parents back together.” 

“That would make two of us.” Maul said. 

I shook my head, “Three.” I corrected him, causing him to smile softly. 

“Would you like me to continue your massage?” He asked. 

“Raincheck? We have a lot to do tomorrow and the following days. I know I’ll need one in the coming days.” I said. 

Maul nodded, “Of course, dear. Anything you need in the next few days, please don’t hesitate to speak up. I know you’re going to be super involved with everything, so anything I can do to make your life easier, let me know.” 

“Okay, well you can start by helping me up and changing to go to sleep.” I said, holding my hand up to him. 

He carefully helped me sit up before walking over to the wardrobe that my clothes had been put into. He found one of his tunics that I had brought to sleep in as well as a pair of sweatpants that the servant droids had unpacked from his stuff while we showered. He brought them over to where I was still sitting. Once I was standing, he undid my robe and gently pulled it off my arms before tossing it on the bed. Then he slipped the tunic over my head and pulled it down over my belly, running his hands over it to smooth out the fabric. He quickly changed into his sweatpants before collecting his towel and my robe, but before he walked them back to the bathroom, he pressed a kiss to my forehead with the promise that he would be right back. 

While he was gone, I climbed into bed and got situated under the plush comforter. When he returned he shut off the lights and pulled the curtains closed that would shine too much sunlight into the room come morning. Then, he climbed in beside me. I turned to face him. There were a few beats of silence as I just took in his features, softly lit up by the full moons. 

“Thank you, for coming.” I whispered. 

“Of course, dear. I promise to never abandon you ever again, okay?” He said, finding my hand under the covers and giving it a squeeze. 

I nodded, “Please don’t.” I whispered as I scooted closer to snuggle up against him. 

He held me close as we both fell asleep fairly quickly knowing we had a big day ahead of us.

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His Heir pt. 35 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

Warnings: Smut, PinV, dirty talk

Word Count: 1643

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“You know you’re about to pay for this little stunt, you know that right?” 

I faked a yawn and stretched, “I don’t know. I am quite tired. I don’t think I’d last very long once we walk back to your quarters.” 

I was just trying to rile him up some more. 

“Who said anything about waiting until we got back?” He asked, not missing a beat. 

“Maul, we cannot have sex in here.” I said, now regretting my earlier comment about being too tired. 

“Who said? Last time I checked I was the ruler of Crimson Dawn, I can do as I please.” He said, leaning in close. 

I swallowed hard as his scent surrounded me. Subconsciously my head tilted over to give him more access to my neck that he had begun kissing, leaving soft bite marks along the way. 

“You may say you don’t want to have sex in here, but your body is saying otherwise, darling.” He mumbled between kisses. 

I pushed him away and turned to face him. 

“I never said I didn’t want to… I said we shouldn’t… but fuck it.” 

I grabbed him by the opening of his suit jacket and pulled him forward to kiss him passionately. My hands traveled up his chest, then over his shoulders and behind his neck. His hands went down to the edge of my seat and pulled me forward. We were so close now that he had to open his legs, to give mine space since he had pulled me so close. 

Almost immediately his hands began to wonder. They ran over my thighs, up my sides, and to my breast. The way he was gently massaging them made me moan against his lips. It was pure bliss. However, I only allowed myself to get so caught up in the kiss as I thought about the logistics of how this was going to work. 

“Maul, have you thought this through?” I asked, pulling away. 

“Hm?” He cocked his head slightly. 

“Have you thought about how we're going to actually have sex in here? You know if you remember but I’m measuring at 26 weeks right now. I mean, my belly isn’t small. Stradling you while you sit, definitely isn’t going to work.” I explained.

“You lack creativity, my dear.” He teased, smirking. 

Then without taking his eyes off of me, he raised his hand and used the force to throw everything that was on one of the nearby tables off of it. Glass and plates went flying across the floor but landed far away from us. I watched with wide eyes as it all happened. 

“Shall we?” He asked, pushing himself back some before standing up and offering me his hand. 

I took his hand and allowed him to lead me over to the table. He helped me sit up on it. He stood between my legs and brought his lips to mine once again. His hands began roaming once again. The anticipation of what was coming was killing me. His kisses began to travel away from my lips and down to the side of my neck that he couldn’t reach earlier so he could give it the same treatment he did the other. 

While I was distracted by his mouth’s attack on my neck Maul began to bunch my dress back up, giving him much better access to my pussy. But once I realized what was happening I reached forward to undo his belt.

“So impatient.” He teased, pulling away from my neck and retracting his hands from my body. 

He undid his belt and his pants, pulling them down just enough for his hard cock to be freed from it confines it was currently pitching a tent in. He took it in one hand and pumped it a few times. 

“Fuck.” I mummed as I watched him. 

“Do you like what you see?” He asked, a cocky grin on his lips. 

“You know I do. Now are you going to stand there and fuck your hand? Or are you going to come over here and fuck me?” I asked, looking back up at his face. 

I could tell he was taken aback slightly by my words, but the shock lasted momentarily before it was replaced with a sly smile. 

“There’s that fucking attitude again.” He said, leaning in to give me another kiss. 

When he pulled back he lined himself up at my entrance before glancing up at me. I laid back and propped myself up on my elbows before giving him a slight nod. He gently slid into me. The moan I let out, echoed off the walls of the hall and cut me off, causing him to stop midway in. 

“Don’t stop. Everyone is gone. And if they aren’t, let them hear how good I make you feel.” He said. 

I gave him another nod and he continued to push into me. He paused for a moment letting us both get used to the feeling before he pulled back and began to set a steady pace of thrusting in and out of me. He had one hand on my hip the other grabbed my thigh, hooking my leg over his waist. So when I felt something putting pressure on and rubbing my clit I knew he was using the force again. 

His pace wasn’t super fast or slow, but I wasn’t going to lie, this wasn’t the pace you used when you were having sex somewhere you weren’t supposed to. I didn’t mean for my comment to come out as sassy as it did, but I was speaking before I really had the chance to think. 

“Maul, I said fuck me, not make love.” 

He halted all movement. Even the pressure on my clit disappeared as he stared down at me with wide eyes. 

“Excuse me?” He asked. 

I couldn’t back down now, I was too far gone, “You heard me, fuck me like you mean it, Maul.” 

“You’re going to regret that, darling.” He said, his tone dark and his eyes filled with lust. 

When he began moving again, his pace was much fast and his thrusts were much harder. Even if I wanted to keep my moans down, there was no way I would be able to at this point. Not that I was complaining. Even the pace of the circles on my clit sped up. 

He was sending me, soaring toward my climax and there was nothing I could do but take it. My moans and his grunts mixed together in the most beautifully erotic symphony of sounds I had ever heard before and echoed off the walls of the ballroom. 

My orgasm came hard. I wasn’t even able to give him much of a warning before my walls were clamped down around his cock. He tried to fuck me through it but his thrust became sloppy and he was cumming as my orgasm was dropping off. I was laying there, breathless, eyes half closed as I caught my breath. 

“Shit.” I sighed. 

“You asked for that, dear.” Maul said, teasing.

He was still buried, balls deep inside of me when a voice coming from the top of the stairs made both of us jolt slightly, and turned to see who it was. 

“Can one of you two bring me my datapad when you’re done?” He called out. 

I glanced to my left, and sure enough, on the table beside us sat his datapad. 

“Dasar, get out!” I yelled. 

He threw his hands up in surrender, “I’ll just get it later…” He turned around but stopped in the doorway, “That dress is dry clean only, just saying!” 

We both watched as he left, the door closing behind him. Then we both slowly turned to look back at each other. Neither one of us could hold a straight face as we both began laughing. Maul pulled out of me, still laughing as he tucked himself back into his pants before helping me sit back up and fix my dress. 

“How long do you think he was there?” Maul asked. 

“I think it is better that we don’t know… I am never going to live this down.” I said, dropping my face into my hands. 

“It is quite funny though.” Maul said. 

I looked up at him and shook my head, laughing despite myself. He helped me down from the table and steadied me on my feet. I walked over and grabbed the stupid datapad before hooking my arm with Maul’s to let him lead me out of the ballroom. I was quite tired from both the party and what we had just done, but we had to get back to his quarters. I was leaning into Maul as we walked. We stopped briefly at Dasar’s guest quarters and gave him his datapad back. 

“You two kids have fun, but not too much… wait, maybe a little late for that.” He teased after he took it. I buried my face into Maul’s shoulder as he bid him goodnight. 

“Come on, love, let’s get you cleaned up and to bed.” Maul said once the door was closed. 

We took our time walking back, stopping once for Maul to help me out of my shoes that had begun to hurt my feet. He was now carrying them for me as I leaned into him even more, my eyes fighting to stay open. When made it to his quarters he helped me out of my dress and brought me to the refresher where he helped me clean up where both of our releases were running down my thighs. Then once that was done, he helped me put on one of his shirts before leading me to bed. Once he was beside me, I snuggled in close and it didn’t take me long to fall asleep in his arms.

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NSFW Masterlist Part 3

MCU

Tony Stark x Fem!Reader - Only a Touch

Natasha Romanoff x Fem!Reader - Interrogation and Reward

Matt Murdock x Fem!Reader - Silver Tongued Devil

Pietro Maximoff x Fem!Reader - Empty on the Inside

Namor Eating You Out

Namor with a Breeding Kink

MCU Characters + Boobs or Ass

Peter Maximoff with a Flexible Reader

DC COMICS

Bruce Wayne x Fem!Reader - Restraining Vengeance

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Shopping Has Many Benefits

Catching Bruce Masturbating

Dick Grayson x Fem!Reader - Warm Showers Always Help

Bruce Wayne with a Virgin Reader

Jason Todd x Fem!Reader - Remind Me to Hate You

ARCANE

Finn x Fem!Reader x Sevika - Sharing is Caring or Something Like It

Sevika x Fem!Reader - Beauty in the Eye of the Beholder

Marcus x Fem!Reader - Tell Me Under the Table

Vander Getting Cockblocked

Giving Arcane Characters Oral While They Work

Dominant Vander Headcanons

Arcane Women + Mutual Masturbation

Friends with Benefits with Vi

Silco x Fem!Reader - Quaking with Lust

Resolved Sexual Tension with Vi

Arcane Men + Morning Wood

Vander Being Too Big For You

Arcane Men + How Long Do They Last

GENSHIN IMPACT

Genshin Impact Men + Sex Pollen

Scaramouche x Fem!Reader - Unpleasant Yet Greedy

Zhongli x Fem!Reader - Instincts of a Calm Mind

Cyno + Sir Kink

Dainsleif x Fem!Reader - More Than You Can Take

Dottore x Fem!Reader - Knife Treatment

Tighnari Spends Your Heat with You

Zhongli x Fem!Bunny!Reader

Childe With A Pregnant Reader

Genshin Men with a Succubus Girlfriend

Genshin Men + Boobs, Ass or Thighs

Incubus Kaveh and Al-Haitham

Yandere Itto Headcanons

Genshin Men Having a Baby Fever

Itto and Gorou when You Ask Them to Breed You

Ayato, Cyno, Al-Haitham and Kaveh Take Your Virginity

Enemies to Lovers with Itto

Abyss Lumine Dominates You

Friends with Benefits with Genshin Men

Wedding Night with Gentle!Dom!Pantalone

Teasing Genshin Men Under the Table

Pantalone, Ayato and Zhongli During a Striptease

Giving Childe a Blowjob After a Shower

Genshin Men Reacting to Cock Worship

Professor Zhongli Headcanons

Genshin Men with a S/O Who's Shy During Sex

Scaramouche with A Wolf!Hybrid!Reader in Heat

Kaeya x Fem!Reader - Helping Hand

BLUE LOCK

Letting Ryosuke Use You for Stress Relief

Making Out with Bachira

Cockwarming Sae

Being Baro's Reward

Bachira Fucks You in His Sleep

Bachira Eating You Out

Kunigami Rensuke + Dry Humping

TWISTED WONDERLAND

Jamil Viper x Fem!Reader - Poison Just as Sweet

Rook Hunt x Fem!Reader - Ride You Don't Want to End

Virginity Loss with Jamil Viper

Trey Clover x Fem!Reader - Man of Many Talents

Azul Ashengrotto x Fem!Reader - I Was Meant to Be Yours

VALORANT

Rivals to Lovers with Yoru

Harbor x Fem!Reader - Absence Makes the Horny Grow Stronger

Viper x Fem!Reader - Snake Eyes

Reyna x Fem!Reader - A Little Death Before the Gala

Fade x Fem!Reader - Who Will You Be When You're Afraid

Chamber x Fem!Reader - Buying What You're Selling Them

JUJUTSU KAISEN

Sukuna x Fem!Reader - The Hating Game

Haruta Being Overstimulated

Nanami Kento x Fem!Reader - Way of the Househusband Nanami Kento

Sukuna x Fem!Reader - One Hell of a Time

Pussydrunk Geto Suguru Headcanons

YUUKOKU NO MORIARTY

Albert James Moriarty x Fem!Reader - Mind Over Lust

Sherlock Holmes Gets Needy in Your Office

William James Moriarty x Fem!Reader - Know Your Place

CHAINSAW MAN

Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader - Win Your Prize

Makima x Fem!Reader - Pretty Little Pet

Aki Hayakawa x Fem!Reader - Pass Me Your Last Cigarette

Car Sex with Aki Hayakawa

First Time with Aki Hayakawa, Kishibe and Angel Devil

THE ARCANA

Portia x Fem!Reader - Little Slice of Heaven

Asra x Fem!Reader - Sell Me a Dream

Bondage and Brat Taming with Julian Devorak

A SONG OF ICE AND FIRE

Pregnant Sex with Daemon

Daemon x Fem!Reader - Piece Offering to the Cruel Prince

Aemond + Dirty Talk

Gossip and Dumbification with Dom!Daddy Larys Strong

Post Injury Recovery Sex with Daemon

STAR WARS

The Bad Batch + Stamina

Cassian Andor x Fem!Reader - It's Called a Cockpit for a Reason

Darth Maul x Fem!Reader - Cold, Hard Touch

Star Wars Men Threesomes

Cassian Andor Thanks You in A Special Way

The Bad Batch NSFW Headcanons

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Hi!! I just wanted to stop in and tell you just how much it means to me that you’re reading my Maul x reader fic, His Heir, right now. Like I know you as one of THE Darth Maul pages, especially when it comes to Dad! Maul. So having you not only read, but be on my Taglist for MY Maul fic that will eventually be Maul x pregnant reader, then Dad! Maul content basically had me on a never ending loop of screaming. Like it’s so insane to me. So just a massive thank you!! 🖤🖤🥺🥺

Well now I’m gonna go and feel such happiness and joy! It’s a wonderful story you got in the works I look forward to the next installments!

Thank you for the kind words!

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orion’s masterlist

A/N: here’s everyone i write for (for now), including all of the stuff i have written for them!

edit 2/25/22: recently, i changed my user (formerly venus-after-sunset) and thus every link on this forsaken post went kapoot. i just finished going through and fixing them all, but if i missed any, please don’t hesitate to lmk! kiitos! 😊💕

edit 3/22/22: okay, so i’m gonna start marking whatever new thing/s i add with each update with a ⭐ because i realized every time i update this masterlist it’s probably a nightmare for y’all to actually find whatever the new thing is. 💀 whoops

updated as of: july 7th, 2022

💥 = angst

💕= fluff

💔 = hurt/comfort

🔥 = smut/nsfw

Boba Fett

nsfw alphabet 🔥

boba makes you cry :’( headcanons 💥💔💕

boba fett with short s/o headcanons 

boba adopting a child headcanons + mini drabble 💕 (smidge of 💥)

boba’s s/o wants a baby 💥💔💕

boba is reader’s first 😩💦 🔥 (tad of 💔)

i will wait (for you) 💥💔

Darth Maul

sfw alphabet 💕

nsfw alphabet 🔥

playful maul headcanons 💕 (hint of 🔥)

maul accidently hurts reader during sex :( 🔥💕💔💥

maul’s s/o sings to him at night 💕

maul purring headcanons 💕

reader tries to dom maul (it doesn’t work) 🔥

reader, maul, and savage play chase and eat a… special type of flower 🔥(hint of 💕)

angst prompt: “you promised to wait for me. but you left me behind. again.” 💥

angst prompt: “i think we’d be better off alone.” 💥

angst prompt: “please don’t let me lose you.” 💥

dirtiest smut i’ve written (maul x pregnant!reader) 🔥💕

just the longest thing i’ve ever written with maul and reader being force bonded 💔💕💥 (hint of 🔥)

maul with pregnant!reader mini-headcanons 💕

maul finding out that reader’s baby is obi-wan’s 💥💕

what if reader already has a baby or is preggo when maul meets them? 💕

what if reader is infertile, or doesn’t want children headcanons 💥💔💕

“you wanna make a baby?” maul breeding kink headcanons 🔥💕

very cute and soft and tender maul with pregnant s/o 💕

maul marks reader 😳 🔥

maul, reader, and doubt (short snippet) 💥💔

reader is dead, maul can’t reconcile 💥 (the slightest smidge of 💕)

sugar daddy maul 🥵 🔥

reader with sith eyes oops VERY 💥

more sugar daddy maul 🔥

maul and reader pine, reader’s ex shows up, then maul and reader fuck 💥

maul and alien senses 💕⭐

Din Djarin (The Mandalorian)

being din’s s/o and not knowing you’re the local heart throb ft. cara dune being a smug bastard 💕 (hint of 🔥)

din w/ force-sensitive s/o 💔💕 (hint of 💥)

din and luke crush on reader 💕💥

nsfw alphabet 🔥

angst prompt: “who have you become? i don’t know you anymore.” | you’re somebody else 💥

holding hands with din 💔

din and mommy dommy reader 🔥 

accidental marriage acquisition 

“i fear you close by, i love you far away” aka accidental marriage acquisition ask p2! 

Jango Fett

nsfw alphabet 🔥

a softer world prompt #41: “i don’t believe each person has just one true love, but sometimes we don’t have enough time to find another. (that’s the way it crumbles. cookie-wise).” 

Paz Vizsla

nsfw alphabet 🔥

the good god is you, all good, all the time, is you 💕🔥

a softer world prompt #50: “i will always love you, or anyways i will always have loved you now. (and you will be always someone who was beautiful, once).” 

Savage Opress

reader, maul, and savage play chase and eat a… special type of flower 🔥(hint of 💕)

nsfw alphabet 🔥

savage x pregnant!reader mini-headcanons 💕💥

savage and you want a baby 💕 (smidge of 💥)

savage w touch-averse reader 💕(smidge of 💥)

mini fluff headcanons 

OC/Miscellaneous

shaak ti/luminara unduli headcanons

luke skywalker crushes on reader 💥💕

honey and milk | shaak ti x reader 🔥💕

a hundred million sins | oc fanfic 💥

sleep headcanons w assorted characters

sea brine, lizard-gulls, and the things that lurk | kit fisto x jedi!reader 💔💥

modern au hellscape roadtrip w opress brothers 

retaining balance | bobadin 

Orion’s 2021 Unconventional Horror Fics

i wrote these throughout the month of october 2021, and they are meant to be character studies that have dark/spooky ideas with more sensitive, raw themes as the focus. these lean more to the mature (and often upsetting) side of things, so please take caution when reading them. 🙏💗

motherless child, you will go from this place | darth maul

empty house full of faces | boba fett 

belief in alchemy | the armorer

Art

din “you are the sun | how you will heal and you’ll rise above”

shaak ti portrait

crimson dark lord | if the devil was to ever see you, he would kiss your eyes and repent

anakin skywalker “all these phantom voices | the dead will make room for me”

savage opress “some day, i wanna wear a starry crown 👑”

captain rex “i am thinking of everybody i love all the time. i borrow your eyes and i envy their kindness”

maul “i am not a thing that dies and becomes scattered | i am death and i am the scattering”

din “the may king | “(i do not know what it is about you that closes / and opens; only something in me understands / the voice of your eyes is deeper than all roses)”

din “yonder stands your orphan with his gun | crying like a fire in the sun”

maul “👹 鬼 モール 👹 “

ahsoka tano portrait “sun-beloved daughter | you are the tiger lily of my heart”

“blue boy, worried ‘bout the world’s eyes” | din djarin

two pretty best friends | boba & fennec

oola “you are free | a bed for you in eden”

shaak ti & luminara unduli “until death do us part | we will meet again”

lyn me “girls just wanna have fun | dance til you’re dead”

rystáll sant “i’m your carnal flower, i’m your bloody rose”

anakin skywalker “the failed sun | you were the chosen one” (greek mythology au)

two men hugging bc they might be gay | boba & din

content warning: crosshair 🤢🤢

adi gallia “you saw it coming, didn’t you?”

darth talon “i been sinnin’ lately, but i’m still god fearin’”

savage opress “wouldst thou like to live deliciously?🥀🥀”

maul “take a seat with me? 🌹🌹”

darth maul portrait in colored pencils 

darth maul portrait in oil pastels 

wolffe portrait in charcoal 

rex portrait in oil pastel 

boba fett “the dreams are back” 

dogma “we are not droids, we are not programmed” 

anakin “skywalker stardust” 

darth maul as “saturn devouring his son” 

maul “you should see me in a crown” 

#masterlist #star wars #darth maul #darth maul x reader #boba fett #boba fett x reader #din djarin #din djarin x reader #jango fett #jango fett x reader #paz vizsla #paz vizsla x reader #savage opress #savage opress x reader #shaak ti x reader #shaak ti #anakin skywalker #luke skywalker x reader #luke skywalker #ahsoka tano #the armorer #the mandalorian #fennec shand #oola #twi'lek #luminara unduli #lyn me #rystáll sant #crosshair #the bad batch

[clonewarslover55]

Masterlist for mostly non-clone characters

Find my masterlist of links here! (The clones are all in there) 

Begun: originally  6/16/20

Updated: 1/5/21

Boba is on this one! I know he’s technically a clone but oh well :) 

Jango Fett

Jango Fett relationship headcanons //SFW and NSFW//

Pregnancy sex with Jango Fett //SMUT//

Father and son time with Jango and Boba  

Jango Fett X BountyHunter!Reader raising Boba headcanons

Never trick a Mandalorian

Being bred by Jango //SMUT//

Jango Fett X Fem!Reader //SMUT//

Boba Fett(All ages)

Father and son time with Jango and Boba

Jango Fett X BountyHunter!Reader raising Boba headcanons

Boba Fett relationship headcanons SFW and NSFW

Boba Fett with pregnant!Reader headcanons

Being bred by Boba Fett at Jabba’s Palace //SMUT//

Pleasuring Boba Fett while Fennec watches //NSFW//

Waking Boba with a morning blowjob //NSFW//

Fighting Boba Fett and defending him from the racist

Pegging Boba Fett //NSFW//

Fun in the snow with Boba Fett

An old lover. Boba Fett X GN!Reader

The stranger. An Old Man Boba Fett drabble +Part two+ 

Bad news. An Old Man Boba Fett drabble

Hard to Kill (All three parts linked in story)

Boba Fett X GenderNeutral!Reader //FLUFF//

Boba’s lesson on not touching his stuff //SMUT//

Boba Fett X Fem!Reader //Smut and Fluff//

Din Djarin 

Nothing. He’s mentioned in a few others but nothing all about him yet :( 

Cobb Vanth 

Celebrating. Cobb Vanth X Fem!Reader //SMUT//

Bo Katan 

Spicy Bo Katan headcanons //NSFW//

Embo 

Christmas with Embo

Darth Maul 

Cat and Mouse  Darth Maul X ForceSensitive!Fem!Reader //SMUT//

How he said “I love you”

How he asked her to be his girlfriend

Luke Skywalker 

Luke Skywalker X Fem!Reader //Smut and fluff//

#star wars #jango fett #boba fett #din djarin #cobb vanth #bo katan #luke skywalker #embo #my stuff

[bobafetts-princess]

Star Wars Masterlist

Welcome to my Star Wars masterlist! Requests are open for Star Wars so come at me!

* denotes smut

THEE Boba Fett

Dinner and a Show (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Bad Ideas (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Can You Show Me? (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)*

Body Shots (Tattooed!Biker!Boba Fett x Fem!Reader)

NSFW Alphabet

Daily Thots About Boba; Part 1, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5 (all parts *)

Boba and pregnant S/O; Part 1, Part 2

Construction!Worker!Boba; Part 1, Part 2, Part 3

Din Djarin

Hunt Me (Din Djarin x Fem!Reader)*

Daily Thots about Din Part 1 (*)

Paz Vizsla

Daily Thots about Paz; Part 1*, Part 2*, Ship Edition*

NSFW Alphabet*

Obi-Wan Kenobi

NSFW Alphabet for Obi Wan Kenobi *

Darth Maul

Daily Thots about Maul; Part 1*,

Commander Wolffe

Daily Thots with Wolffe; Part 1*, Part 2*

The Bad Batch

Daily Thots with Wrecker; Part 1*

Giving (Wrecker x Fem!Reader)*

Daily Thots with Hunter; Soft Hunter*

What the Bad Batch thinks about breastfeeding

The Bad Batch during labor

Other

The No-Good, Very-Bad, Terrible Day (Kamikaze x gn!Reader; *) This is about @jangofctts​ Clone OC Kami!

Multiple

The Hunters and the Hunted: Ch. 1, Ch. 2 (Boba Fett x Fem!Reader x Din Djarin x Paz Vizsla)*

[danger-xylophones]

Family Reunion (Darth Maul x Reader) Pt. 1: Wild and a Quest

I had this idea and I thought it was fucking interesting and I wanted to write it

This will be in multiple parts as I made this first installment hecka long. Maul will soon be more heavily featured but for now, I just had to establish some stuff. 

Story summary: Reader reunites with Maul for the first time in twelve years and...the ex-sith lord gets a strange surprise.

Warnings: canon-typical violence, slow start

Notes: Female pronouns, an OC child

Current read, Part 2, Part 3, Part 4, Part 5

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The roar of the ship as it took off was deafening despite you being housed in the cockpit. Instinctively, you reached up to cover your ears and closed your eyes as gravity shifted. You couldn’t wait to be in the vacuum of space; at least then gravity wouldn’t even exist. A gentle pat on your forearm was enough to make you open your eyes and look to the side. To your right was Wild, an eleven-year-old zabrak-human hybrid, the last piece of evidence you had of your life before all this. He was the symbol of your union with him. Wild was your son. 

The carmine-colored, half-dathomirian, barely-tattooed boy was looking up at you with sympathetic saffron eyes, he knew of your deep-rooted hatred for liftoff. Gently, you smiled at the boy to ease his worry and offered a soft pat on his head, careful to avoid the tiny horns protruding from his skull. Wild didn’t return it and instead opted to grab your hand off of his head to hold it in his own before focusing on the viewport. You deflated at that as your heart suddenly ached. 

Wild was so much like his father that it hurt you sometimes, not only in looks though (although he was practically his carbon copy) but in personality; proud, serious, and protective with a cunning unrivaled by anyone else on the outside but a soft-spoken, gentle, curious and sometimes anxious boy inside. It was hard to remember that he was eleven sometimes-not the adult he pretended to be and not your little baby boy that used to cling to your leg all day. You just wanted him to be a little boy who was free to dream, explore, and play as he pleased but it seemed the force would not grant you your one wish. Instead, it took his father away from you before he had even got the chance to know of the remarkable gift he’d given you. You did suppose that Wild’s predisposed traits that bound him so tightly to the father he’d never known were a blessing in disguise. It had always served as reassurance that if anything ever happened to take you away from Wild, he’d be fine on his own.

...His own. It was a thought you never liked to dwell on. Wild was born at a delicate time in your life. You were 21 when you learned you were pregnant with the baby of a sith-lord and the news had been...startling to say the least. It had occurred to you one day while you were preparing to face the Trials that your cycle had been off. Deeming it odd enough to warrant a visit to the medbay, you sought out one of the healers. You’d instantly wished that you had chosen a droid instead as it was soon revealed that you were two months pregnant. You had to feign ignorance about knowing of a father at all. It had worked for a time as the issue was immediately brought before the council who were all in various states of shock. The worst reaction, you remembered, was that of your master. But, the council did not kick you out like you were certain they would have had they known of the baby’s heritage. Instead, the council believed your lie-that there was no father. Of course, they believed it. You were Ki-Adi-Mundi’s apprentice, chosen specifically by him due to your, as he phrased it, “natural and strong alignment with the light side”. You were a model padawan who would never even think of breaking the code, let alone to this extent. Your training was put on hold for the time being as the council awaited the birth of your baby, some Jedi even began to wonder if the child would be the prophesied ‘chosen one’ (though Qui-Gon, most notably, believed otherwise). It was then that you knew that your time with the Jedi was up. You formulated a plan. Qui-Gon Jinn and his apprentice, Obi-Wan Kenobi, were being sent on a mission to Naboo to protect the queen. 

You begged your master to let you go with them as you had been cooped up in the temple for a whole month after the pregnancy announcement. Your master obliged, certain that no harm would come to you on the mission, and you were swift to join the grey Jedi and his stuck-up padawan. Your plan from there was to land on Naboo’s surface and disappear for a bit to get the Jedi off your back and to get in contact with him again. But, of course, that all went downhill and...you had seen your love be cut down by your fellow padawan. He wasn’t supposed to be there to your knowledge and now he was dead and you were still carrying his baby. Obi-Wan was swift to pick up on your anguish and even swifter to alert the council of your lies and treachery against the Order. You were ejected from the order and locked away in the temple prison to await the birth of your baby whereupon the Jedi would tear him away from you indefinitely. It would have been a fate worse than death for you. That is, had you not escaped and faked your death to get the Jedi off your back. 

Wild came soon after, being borne to a disgraced and presumed dead mother and a most definitely dead sith-lord father. Yet, you had done your very best to love him in every possible way as he had no other family besides you. 

It seemed that this was something your son was acutely aware of too as the young boy was fiercely protective of you just as you were protective of him. Case in point: the only other person in the room that could pose a threat-Wild’s own uncle, Saváge Opress. 

The seven-foot walking mountain of a zabrak had found you and your son on Tatooine whilst during one of your rare visits to the desert world. Your first meeting wasn’t pleasant. 

“You, woman, what is your name?” The low bass voice sounding from behind you would have been enough to make you run if not for the fact that your son was still in the store you had just left. Slowly, you moved your hand to one of your sabers concealed within the confines of your cloak before turning around. 

“Give me your name, dathomirian,” You spat at the goldenrod zabrak despite the fact he towered over you and could probably crush your skull with one hand, “and maybe I will give you mine.” 

He snarled, clearly displeased with the response but relented. “My name is Savage Opress.” 

You analyzed him for a moment, eyes raking up and down his form. He was big and strong and going by the saber hilt hooked on his belt, trained in the force. Was he a Jedi? Was he a sith? Had he been sent here to kill you? He was in for a surprise if he had. “Why are you speaking to me, Opress?” 

“You told me you would give me your name.” Savage growled, large hand landing on his saber. 

“No, I said that maybe I would.” You removed your lightsaber from your belt but ensured you kept it hidden from view. 

“I don’t have time for your games, woman.” 

“That makes two of us, good day, sir.” You hissed and turned to walk away, intent on looping around and meeting up with Wild to get off this miserable planet. However, that wouldn’t happen right now as your ears soon met with the distinctive sound of a lightsaber igniting. With an agitated sigh, you whipped out your own weapon and spun around just in time to meet your attacker; green blade clashing with red. Sith. Most likely his master’s new apprentice.

Savage was strong, physically, but you could feel that he was weaker in the force than you. That would be your only hope; let the force guide you while he relies on his own physical prowess. You met the male zabrak strike for strike, each one threatening to knock you off your feet with the force Savage fought with. The fight was grueling and you could feel the rustiness in each spin and block-you only ever used your lightsaber when training your son-and as it went on, one thought became abundantly clear; you weren’t going to win like this. You had to figure out a way to make the mountain stand still. Thinking on your feet, you fell back before taking a running start at Savage. You feinted to the right and used the wall to boost yourself over the behemoth of a man, twirling as you went until you landed behind him and shot a well-aimed kick to the back of one of his knees. The move was meant to bring Savage down to your level so you could cut his head off but when the blow landed, nothing happened. Startled, you froze which would prove fatal. 

Savage spun around and grabbed your ankle in one hand before roughly swinging you into the wall. The air was driven from your lungs as you felt your back connect with the sandstone of the building behind you. Savage released you, allowing you to crumple to the ground as you fought to breathe. You were granted little reprieve though as soon Savage was stooping down and roughly lifting you by your neck in one fist. Your feet kicked lamely at your attacker in your struggle for survival as your nails clawed at the back of Savage’s hand. 

“I’ll ask one more time, what is your name?” Savage growled low in his throat and tightened his grip. 

“Will you let me live?” You coughed out, looking Savage dead in the eyes which briefly reminded you of your son’s. Your son. You had to stay alive for him. 

“Maybe, if you are who I am looking for.” 

It seemed that that was as good a chance as any.

“Y/n, my name’s Y/n.” Savage’s necklace suddenly glowed an eerie blue and you were prompted to ask your next question. “Wha-What do you want with me?” 

“I’m looking for someone-my brother. I was told that you knew him, jedi.” 

Electing to ignore the incorrect title, you continued to talk. Maybe, if you lowered his guard, you could still make it out of this alive. “I know a lot of people but not a lot of them are zabraks.” Savage’s eye ridge quirked up in questioning. “But...if it’s who I think you’re looking for-he’s dead. Killed by Obi-Wan on Naboo twelve years ago.” 

“That’s what I was told too-but I have cause to believe he is still alive and I was told that you would be the one to help me find him.” 

No...impossible. “You’re....you’re a liar!” You screamed at the zabrak. “I watched him die! He’s dead-he won’t come back-he can’t come back no matter how much I-” 

“Mom?!”  A familiar pre-pubescent yet soft voice cut you off. Immediately your attention, as well as Savage’s, were on Wild who stood at the mouth of the alley with saffron eyes that blazed like molten lava. He had never looked more like his father than in that moment.

Savage looked at you, confusion and something else (regret maybe?) all over his goldenrod face. “Mo-?”

“Wild, run!” You cut Savage off and gathered enough strength to curl in on yourself and strike Savage in the face with both feet. The zabrak released you at once and you fell to the ground unceremoniously before summoning your lightsaber to you. Not wasting time, you ignited it and dove at Savage, ready to make him pay for his filthy lies. Savage was quick, though, and managed to block your blow with his own sword. However, what neither of you expected was for a second contender to join the match in the form of Savage’s nephew and your son wielding your old blue lightsaber. “Wild, I told you to run!”

“You also told me to never run from a fight!” The little boy shot back, pressing down with all the strength he had. Stubbornness. That was another trait inherited from his father and enhanced by your own strong will. With a roar, Savage launched both of you back, sending you to the ground and your son flying. You watched as his little body collided with the same wall you had been smacked against minutes ago and nearly lost it. Channeling all your anger, you reared on Savage and pushed him back with the strongest force push you could muster before immediately running over to your son. He had sat up and was clutching at the back of his head where you noticed a small cut. You were going to kill Savage; brother-in-law or not. 

“Wild, when I tell you to ‘run’, think of it as a tactical retreat. And for the record, I told you to know when to run from a fight.” You reprimanded quickly as you picked your son up and ushered him behind you. The two of you began to back away as Savage struggled to his feet. The two of you were almost to the entrance of the alley when the zabrak got a hold of his senses. 

“Y/n, wait, please.” Savage began, sheathing his lightsaber and holding out a hand to you in surrender. His yellow eyes flickered between your son and yourself, guilt prominent in his features. You found yourself pausing. “I know you do not believe me-”

“No, I don’t and frankly, you have given me no reason to. If...if Maul was alive, I would have found him.” You spat in anger at the arrogance of this zabrak. Did he think that you hadn’t searched? Did he think that you hadn’t cared for him? Did he not see the disproof standing behind you? 

“But you did not have the magicks of Mother Talzin.” Savage’s voice was soft now as he tapped the talisman around his neck. 

You were struck silent at that. He was of course correct-you hadn’t had the aid of his people. With a heavy sigh, you rose out of your defensive position and sheathed your lightsaber, much to the surprise of the two males. “Wild.” Your voice was soft, caring, and you could feel your progeny’s confusion as if it was your own. “Take everything to the ship. I’ll be there in a minute.” Wild hesitated for a moment and you expected to get some attitude later but for now, he just softly handed your second lightsaber to you and stalked off after sending a final glare at Savage. 

“Alright, you have my attention, Savage. What do you need?” You asked in a steely voice. 

“Everything you knew about my brother.” 

From there, the three of you had begun your search. Savage had explained his story and you had explained yours (he was almost overjoyed to know that he had a nephew). However, you both agreed that, for now, you wouldn’t tell Wild who Maul actually was in relation to him. This meant that Wild didn’t know that Savage was his uncle which led to the current distrust you were witnessing now. You hated not telling Wild but you didn’t want to give him hope that his father was alive to then rip it away from him when Savage’s wild goose chase proved to be just that. Now, you were riding in a cargo ship on your way to the trash planet, Lotho Minor.

You had landed a few minutes ago after Savage took control of the ship and were now faced with a dilemma. Did you go with Savage or stay in the ship with your son?

“Wild,” Savage’s booming voice called the young boy’s attention to him, however resentfully, “Stay with the ship. Your mother and I will explore.” 

“No.” Wild snapped immediately with a glare as his hand tightened around your own till his sharp nails started to dig into your skin. You sighed softly and turned to your son. 

“Wild, I’ll be fine. Savage won’t hurt me. Protect the ship, sweetheart, we’ll be right back.” You placed a soothing hand on the side of his face. His little red face grew more grave. He didn’t trust Savage, plain and simple. You wrinkled your nose at him before placing a peck on his forehead and pulling him into a smothering hug. “You worry too much, little man.” The boy protested at the display and loosely pushed you away but you had done your job as Wild seemed much more on board with the idea. “We’ll be right back. Don’t let anyone else on board, got it?” 

Wild sighed with an eye roll. “Yes, mother.” His tone was annoyed but, having raised the boy, you knew he was only exaggerating his feelings. You placed yet another peck on your son’s forehead and gently pinched his carmine cheek before striding over to Savage who had watched the whole interaction. Neither of you spoke until you were outside. 

“You’re good with him.” Savage piped up suddenly, his low bass a welcomed contrast to the wind whipping through the heaps of garbage. 

You were taken aback. For all the times Wild had been brought up in conversation with the older zabrak, your skill in parenting was never mentioned let alone complimented. “I should hope that I would be,” you began, uncertain where you were going with this, “I am his mother.” 

Savage made a funny noise in the back of his throat that prompted you to look up at him. “I-I just meant that…you’re...different than the nightsisters. They...they didn’t care if they had a boy.” Ah, the nightsisters. The infamous clan of witches that had bought and traded your unofficial husband long ago and continued to do with Savage. You prompted Savage to elaborate as you two began to walk. “They cared if they had a girl as she would stay with their clan but...if it was a boy, he was sent to us to be subjected to the same fate as so many men before us.” Savage’s eyes were clouded in thought as he relieved what was probably some awful memory. “It’s strange to see a boy be cared for is all.” 

“Dathomir sounds...awful. I can’t imagine what you went through, Savage.” You dared to lay a hand on his forearm, making the zabrak halt in his tracks. “But...but if Maul isn’t...but if Maul isn’t here to be found, you could have a place with us.” You smiled gently. “You are family, Savage. I see it and I’m sure Wild will see it as well.” 

Savage’s other hand came up to rest on the hand on his arm. There was a genuine smile on his face, for once. “Thank you, Y/n.” With a dip of your head, you resumed your walk. “Y/n?” Only to be stopped by the questioning lilt in Savage’s voice. “I never asked, how did you and Maul ever meet?” 

A wistful smile dared to dash across your face as your mind’s eye immediately conjured up the image of the stunning ruby red zabrak you’d come to love so dearly. “That, my dear brother, is quite the story...”

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#maul #clone wars #star wars #fanficiton #the clone wars #tcw #danger-xylophones #Family Reunion series

[and-claudia]

His Heir pt. 39 (Darth Maul x pregnant! reader)

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“Do you think you and Maul will work everything out?” Dasar asked as we got our snacks ready for our movie. 

“I really hope so. Because don’t get me wrong, I love my son and will always love him no matter what happens between me and Maul, but I am not putting myself through this just to co-parent with him. I will do it if that’s what’s best for him,” I nodded down to my stomach, “But I wanted him to have a real family that Maul and I never got.” 

Dasar nodded, “I believe in the two of you. Really, I do. I think you two will work it out.” 

“I hope we do… come on, let’s just watch our movie.” I said as I settled down in the plush loveseat. 

I managed to make it through two movies before deciding to turn in for the night. Dasar escorted me to my room. The room reminded me of the rooms back on Mandalore. Everything here reminded me more of Mandalore than Dathomir ever has. Not in a bad way. There was just a lot more color here, I had become so accustomed to the reds, blacks, and greys of Dathomir that it was all just a bit of a shock to me. 

“Sorry if the colors are a bit loud, we like to pull our color scheme from the surrounding coral reefs.” 

“No, no, I love it. Very you.” I complimented. 

“Well thank you. Get some rest. I have something fun planned for tomorrow… but I am afraid your… standard attire won’t quite do, I will have something brought to you.” He winked and then quickly left, not giving me the chance to question it. 

I was a little skeptical as to what he meant by that but didn’t dwell on it too much. Instead, I got ready for bed and laid down. The bed was quite comfortable and once I got the pillows adjusted right I was able to slowly drift off to sleep. 

The next morning I woke up to the sun casting its rays over my eyes. I got up slowly and let the warmth wash over me before getting ready for the day. I had just gotten out of the shower and wrapped a robe around myself when there was a knock on the door. 

“Who is it?” I called. 

“It’s me I have your dress!” Dasar called. 

I let him and nearly choked on air when I saw the yellow sundress he was carrying. 

“I am not wearing that.” I said. 

“Yes, you are. Come on.” 

“Fine, bring it here.” I sighed. 

He did and I changed into it. It was way out of my usual attire but I had to admit it looked really cute. I swayed slightly, looking in the mirror as the fabric flowed, and couldn’t help but smile.

“Oh, look at you.” Dasar teased from where he stood off to the side watching me look at myself in the mirror. 

“Okay, okay, fine. I look good in it. Okay, so what is the plan for the day?” I asked after I slipped on some shoes. 

“Well, first we’re going to go have breakfast with Totin and then I will fill you in for the rest of the day. Sound good?” He asked, offering me his arm. 

“Sounds wonderful.” I said taking his arm. 

When we made it to the private dining area Totin was waiting for us. I let go of Dasar’s arm and went to give him a hug. 

“How are you darling?” He said, giving me a sympathetic look which told me he obviously knew about what happened between Maul and me. 

“I’m okay. Honestly, I am just happy to be here. I’m not sure what the plan is for the day but I am excited to see more of your lovely home. It’s stunning.” 

“Well, thank you. Eat up, we’re going to give you a proper tour of the palace. I figured we could end with the ballroom and the outside ceremony area.” Dasar said. 

“Sounds great.” I smiled before walking over to take my seat. 

Some servant droids brought out platters of food for us. All of it tasted absolutely amazing. Despite the fact that I wanted to try everything, I knew I would regret feeling too full later, so I made a mental note of what I tried and what I didn’t try so I would know what to pick the next day. Once we were done, we chatted for a bit as plates were cleared then we got up and began touring the palace. It wasn’t as big as the one back on Mandalore but equally as impressive. We came up to a bare wall in one of the main halls. 

“Tragic isn’t it?” Dasar said. 

“What?” 

“The wall, it’s blank.” Totin added. 

“If only we knew someone who could paint us a beautiful piece that showed us getting married. Of course, there’s no rush, whoever does it could take their time with personal matters, like their children… if they had any.” Dasar hinted bluntly. 

“Are you asking me to paint you a picture of your wedding?” I asked with a smile. 

“Oh, I would never ask that of you know what you have coming up. But if you wanted to and were offering out of the kindness of your own heart… well I couldn’t say no.” 

I laughed before saying, “Make sure I get in touch with the photographer so I can get some reference photos to use.” 

“Thank you. And really there is no rush at all. You can honestly wait until he’s born and everything if you wanted to.” Dasar said with a soft tone proving to me that he was serious about not caring if it took a while. 

“I’ll see how my leave goes.” 

Dasar smiled. He finished showing me around and even showed me where the wedding would be in the coming days. Then we walked to where we would be getting ready for the wedding where he had multiple dresses hanging up on display. 

“I know it’s a lot.” He began upon seeing the look on my face. 

“Again, you didn’t have to do this.” I said. 

“Well, I did and you’re going to look great in them. But I wanted you to try them on today and then let me fix up your hair and makeup to make sure you like it all.” He said. 

“Dasar, this is your big day, it doesn’t matter what I look like.” 

“I don’t care. My bestie came all this way to be a part of my wedding I am going to make sure she looks drop-dead gorgeous. Now come on let’s try on the first one!” He said excitedly. 

“Fine, but why are there three dresses?” I asked. 

“One for rehearsal dinner night, one for the ceremony, and one for the celebration of course.” 

I just smiled and shook my head at his over-the-top antics. He helped me into the first one and it fit perfectly. It was a simple black dress, very similar to the nicer ones I wore back on Dathomir. 

“What shoes?” I asked, looking over myself in the mirror and running a hand over my belly. 

“I wasn’t sure honestly.” He said. 

“I have black heels I can wear. How long will rehearsal dinner be?” I asked wanting to gauge if I’d be able to last that long in heels. 

“Not too long. The rehearsal part itself shouldn’t be too long since the ceremony won’t be long. You can always take them off once we get to the dinner portion and we’re all sitting down.” He said. 

“Okay, so that covers this one…” 

I tried on the other two and we discussed shoe options for those as well. After that, I changed back into the sundress I had been wearing originally. Then he had me sit down at the vanity as he began to style my hair and do some light makeup. When he was done he let me see and I loved it. 

“I think it looks perfect.” I said to him. 

“Good. Shall we go get some lunch?” He asked. 

“That sounds like a great idea.” I said before he helped me up and we walked back to the dining hall. 

After lunch, we ended up relaxing in the lounge and discussing other details for the days to come. Soon, Totin was coming to get us to take us out on the water. We walked down to their private docking area. Before we got on, Totin turned to me and handed me a small device. 

“Place this behind your ear, it’ll help you to not get seasick.” He said. 

I nodded and attached it where he told me to. Dasar helped me carefully step onto the boat. The bottom was made of transparisteel allowing us to see the below us. It threw me for a slight loop but I quickly got used to it. 

“I am going to take you over to the coral reef on the northern side of the island.” Totin said as he walked over to the controls. 

“Sounds great!” “Come stand with me.” Dasar said, offering me his arm I took it knowing that when we began to move I would need someone or something to hold onto so I didn’t lose my balance. 

“I’ll take it slow so it’s not too rough of a ride.” Totin vowed as the boat powered up. 

True to his word, he did take it slower than I had expected to go, but I wasn’t mad about it in the slightest. When we got to the coral reef I felt like a kid on Life Day. I couldn’t stop smiling. There were so many beautiful fish bellow us. All the colors flashed around in the turquoise water around them. 

“It’s beautiful.” I said smiling. 

“It’s even better up close. Next time don’t get knocked up and we can dive down and see them better.” Dasar said, teasing me. 

“I’ll definitely bring him out here when he’s older and show him.” I said turning to Dasar as I placed a hand on my stomach.

“I look forward to it.” He said with a smile. 

We carefully cruised around the coral reef until the sun began to set. Then we began to head back. I had such a fun time. I only wish Maul could have been there too. Although I was still pissed off at him for not coming I had to admit I was missing him a whole lot. 

“Oh Totin, why don’t we doc at the other side? Show her the hidden cove?” I heard Dasar ask. 

Totin nodded but had a weird look on his face as if he were up to something. I shrugged it off and just continued to look around me at all the beautiful sites. I saw the doc as we began to approach it. This one was much smaller than the one we had left from. There was also someone standing on it. We were too far for me to see who it was, but it’s not like I knew very many people here. It could honestly be a droid. So instead of watching us approach the doc, I turned my attention to the cove. 

“Alright, and that will conclude our coral reef tour.” Totin said dramatically as if he were a tour guide. 

I laughed and went to turn around to thank him but stopped short. It hadn’t been a droid on the doc. It was Maul and he was holding a beautiful bouquet of flowers. 

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His Heir pt 25 (Darth Maul x Pregnant! reader)

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Word count: 2172

Warnings: Angst (again, I'm sorry!!!!)

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The past handful of days, living with Maul had been pure bliss. Everything just seemed so perfect. Even Qi’ra had been decently pleasant this week. Everything was as it should be. Until now. I had woken up in a bad mood. I wasn't sure why but I did, and now every little thing was adding to it, especially the way Maul seemed to be ignoring me. He wasn't I was just being moody and jealous. 

The meeting with Rellen was stressing everyone out. Her father was one of the head sponsors of Crimson Dawn. He had recently, unexpectedly passed away, leaving her in charge. She was known for being over the top, very dramatic, and just spoiled by her daddy’s money. I just hoped she would have enough of a brain to continue on with what her father had already had in place. 

Maul had already left for the morning, leaving me to get ready alone. Another thing to add to my bad mood. When I got to his office everyone was waiting outside for us to head to the meeting room together. One of the advisors smiled at me and said that I look like I was “absolutely glowing today” and it rubbed me the wrong way. It felt like that was just something you say to pregnant women to make them feel better. Regardless, I said thank you and continued on to Maul’s office. When I opened the door Qi’ra was handing Maul her datapad to look at something, and she was standing a bit too close. 

“Good morning, darling.” Maul said with a smile, handing the datapad back.

“Am I interrupting?” I asked, a slight snark tone in my voice. 

“Not at all. Just finishing up a few things before the meeting.” Qi’ra said. 

She was being genuine and deep down I knew that but my mind was already set on being in a bad mood so I didn’t care. 

“Good.” I said, “Maul would you help me with my necklace?” I said walking over and handing it to him. 

“Of course.” He took it and carefully clasped it for me as Qi’ra stepped out. 

“Is everything alright? You seem upset.” He said gently. 

“I’m fine.” I said, but I knew he wouldn’t buy it. 

He looked at me knowing that I was lying. But before he could say anything his com buzzed. 

“Lord Maul, we are all set in the meeting room.” A droid’s voice sounded through the small device. 

“We can talk about this later< alright?” He asked, rubbing my upper arm and leaning over to give me a kiss. 

I only nodded as we walked out of the room. We all walked behind him as he lead the way to the meeting room. Rellen should be arriving anytime now. As we waited for her everyone just kind of mingled about making small talk. I busied myself with looking over my notes for the meeting. 

Finally, nearly half an hour later, she walked in. Her skin-tight burgundy dress hugged her perfectly, just like the dresses I used to wear before I was pregnant. And the way she swayed her hips walking towards Maul was about to send me over the edge. She knew what she was coming in here for, but what she didn't know was he belonged to me. 

Just as the thought crossed my mind I had to remind myself that he didn’t. We may not have a label on what we were but he sure as hell wasn’t single. 

"Lord Maul, it's such an honor to be here, in your presence." She said and curtsied causing me to roll my eyes. 

"Yes, I'm sure it is. Now if we can hurry along the formalities we’ve been waiting for your arrival for some time now seeing as you are late." Maul said.

"My apologizes." She said as she followed him across the room with Qi'ra right behind them. 

Maul took his seat at the head of the table, with Qi'ra and Rellen on either side of him, I went to take my seat next to her but she held the chair in with her foot. 

"Excuse me, this is where I am supposed to sit for the meeting, move your foot." I said as politely as I could. 

She looked me up and down in disgust before turning to Maul. 

"Lord Maul, I only speak with the top advisors. Could you please point them out so I know who to speak with? I do not wish to speak some low life, nor will I sit next to one." She said clearly hinting at me. 

"Well, Qi'ra is my right hand.” He nodded to Qi’ra, “And this lovely lady is," he held a hand out to motion to me, "Is my head advisor, Yn." 

In the split send she was in shock I ripped the chair back and took my seat. 

"How did she become your head advisor?" She asked. 

"I would love to answer that for you." I sassed. 

"Well, I was asking Lord Maul." She shot back. 

"Too bad, I am going to answer you. I have worked for Maul long before Crimson Dawn was what it is now. I was with him back on Mandalore, and I've watched him grow Crimson Dawn from the ground up. Hell, I even ran it for a decent amount of time. I earned this position by being loyal to him." 

"Then why aren't you his right hand?" She shot back. 

"He had other plans for me." I said. 

She glanced down at my stomach and smirked as she met my eyes once again, "Yeah as his little plaything, but now it appears that you're not as fun as you once were."

I rolled my eyes. It was clear that she didn’t keep up with what was going on in here. 

"I'll have you know that he asked me to carry his heir to Crimson Dawn." 

She turned back to Maul, "Lord Maul you do know there were others out there that would have willingly given you a much better heir than she ever could." 

"Perhaps that is true, but we have better things to discuss. So if we could get going with it." Maul growled. 

His word went straight through me. It was a knife through the heart.  For a split second, I have him an incredulous look. Out of the corner of my eye, I thought I saw Qi'ra give me a look of sympathy as she realized what he had just said. 

"You're right Lord Maul," I never used that title with him, "Qi'ra, why don't you take this one." I said sliding my datapad to her.

She didn't say a word just gave me a nod and picked up the device. 

"I thought you were supposed to lead this meeting." Maul said. 

"Well, I think Qi'ra should do it instead." I said. 

My tone was a bit more snappy than I meant for it to be but no one addressed it. 

For the rest of the meeting, I only spoke when I needed to and never directly to Maul. I couldn't even look at him right now. After everything I had done for him and everything I was currently doing for him, I mean I was literally having his baby, he had the audacity to say someone else could have given him a better heir. 

The moment the meeting was over I pushed back from the table and hurried off to my room, not Maul's quarters. I didn't want to be around anything that reminded me of him, which wasn't very effective seeing as his child was with me 24/7. I locked the door and crawled under the covers on the bed after slipping off my shoes. Though I hate to admit it I cried. 

After a few minutes, there was a knock on my door. I figured it was him so I didn't answer. 

"Yn, it's Qi'ra. May I come in?" Her voice surprised me. 

I slowly stood up from the bed. I checked my appearance only decide that I didn't care that I looked like shit before opening the door. 

"Why?" I asked. 

"Please, I know we haven't gotten along in the past but I felt the need to check on you. May I come in?" She asked. 

I stepped back into the room and nodded her in. She stepped passed me and I closed the door locking it once again, I didn't want him coming in. 

"If you want a drink, help yourself." I pointed over to the small bar in the corner. 

"Thank you, maybe in a moment." She looked around the room, "These are beautiful. I had heard about your paintings in the halls but I haven’t gotten to see them very often." 

"Thank you." I said awkwardly. 

"Why don't we sit for a moment." She said. 

We both took a seat on the loveseat. 

"What Lord Maul said today was out of line." She said. 

"You got a lot of balls saying that." I scoffed. 

"We both know it's the truth though, and if I could say it to anyone it would be you." She reasoned. 

I nodded, and despite my best efforts my eyes began to water as the emotions that I had felt when he first said it. 

"He's wrong. And I know I could get into... let's just say a lot of trouble, for saying that but he is. He doesn't know I came here, he thinks I went off to my quarters but I knew you'd be here. He doesn't know you're here either I don’t think. I believe he's under the impression that you weren't feeling well so you returned to rest in his quarters. You should try and talk to him, I don't think he realizes what he had said. But of course, do it on your own time. Or if you really want him to feel bad make him figure it out himself." She suggested with a smirk. 

I smiled at her, "Thank you Qi'ra." 

She nodded with a kind smile, "You're welcome. I figured with everything that is coming up for Crimson Dawn we might need to repair our rocky past. And this seemed like it might be our opportunity to start that process. I’m willing to put everything behind us. I can see now that you really don’t want my job." 

"I agree. And it’s about time." I joke slightly, returning the kind smile. 

"Well I should get going, I have a lot of work to do. I can see myself out." She said standing up. 

"Thank you Qi'ra." 

"Of course. If you ever just need to vent, I'm here if you need me. I mean we share an office, so I’m never too far away. Also, don't worry, I won't tell him you're here." She said before leaving, the door automatically locking once again. 

After she left there wasn't much to do in my quarters. I didn't want to do much anyways. So, I opted for watching a holofilm. 

Once that movie finished I wasted no time starting a second one. The loveseat wasn't the most common thing and I'd love to be sitting on the plush, lavish couch in Maul's quarters right now. At some point, I drifted off to sleep. The holoscreen was still on as well as the lamp beside the couch. 

I woke up sometime later now with a blanket draped over me, and everything turned off. Despite the darkness of the room, I could make out his figure on the opposite side of it. He had the chair away from my work desk and now sat in it, asleep with his arms crossed over his chest and head slumped forward. 

"Maul." I called his name and got no response. 

I grabbed one of the throw pillows and tossed it at him effectively waking him up. After he gained his surroundings he stood to turn on the lamp closest to him. 

"Yn, I was worried about you. I thought you weren't feeling well after the meeting so I went to check on you in my quarters but you weren't there. I began to fear the worse." He said. 

"Get out." I said sitting up more. 

He looked shocked. 

"Why? What have I done wrong?" 

"That's exactly it! You don't even know what you did which makes it all the worse. Just leave. You can come back when you realize what you've done wrong." I said standing up to lead him to the door. 

He was quiet and I knew what he was about to do, read my mind to find out but once again I blocked him. 

"Yn you can't block me out like that, what if something were to happen to you or the baby? I wouldn't know." He tried to reason as he walked to the door. 

He knew better than to argue with me, he always did. 

"Then I guess you better figure out what you did quickly." I said. 

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Sith Erinyes AS

Erinyes [ih-rin-ee-eez] the three goddesses of vengeance and retribution who punished men for crimes against the natural order

Requested by Anon: Could you write an Anakin x Sith! Reader oneshot, where because receiving the visions of her husband’s dark fate as Darth Vader, Reader takes his place as the Chancellor’s student instead. And Anakin finds out (after reading her journal once he and the others made it to a safe place after Order 66) and vows to save her for his and their children’s (Luke’s and Leia’s) sakes? Sorry... I hope that I wasn’t too specific in my request.

A/N It’s completely fine, I love this idea. And thank you for all the requests and compliments. Also, this won’t remain 100% faithful to the plot of Episode III but just ignore it.

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Opening your eyes, a hazy image came into view. You saw Anakin speaking with Chancellor Palpatine. It was hard to make out, but you were pretty sure it was them. You couldn’t hear the entire conversation, but from what you could gather, Palpatine was beginning to seduce Anakin to the dark side. It scared you. You knew Anakin was supposedly the most powerful force user to exist, and considering how Sidious killed his master, this wouldn’t end well. But what caught your attention was Anakin’s interest in Darth Plagueis The Wise. Why would Anakin want so desperately to bring someone from death? 

Unbeknownst to you, Anakin had already had this conversation, and he had already seen you dying. 

It seemed as if you were floating above lava; you noticed that the area was blazing hot, all land not covered by liquid fire was made of molten rock. Then you noticed two figures, each wielding pillars of blue light on top of floating debris. Recognizing Anakin’s black robes as well as Obi-Wan’s brown and white ones, you screamed for Anakin to be careful, but no one could hear you, you couldn’t even hear the words you so desperately tried to scream. You couldn’t look away as you saw your husband’s master jump onto safe land. They yell at each other, but you couldn’t hear anything. When Anakin jumped over Obi-Wan, you let out a strangled gasp as he cuts Anakin’s arms from mid-forearm and legs from mid-shin. They exchanged a few other words before Obi-Wan walked away. 

The scene shifted, and you saw a man standing against a table like a contraption, arms and legs bound. He was completely covered in black: black armor, black cape, even a black helmet that completely shielded his face. And though you couldn’t discern who was now screaming in agony through a modulated voice, something told you it was your husband, Anakin. 

-

Your eyes snapped open. ‘It was just a dream,’ you tried to reassure yourself. But you couldn’t shake the instinct that it was real, like a premonition. You began to get out of the small cot when Anakin’s arm tightened around you. “Where are you going, love?” he asked, now fully alert. He was a light sleeper, and it took him less than a minute to fully wake up. 

“Nothing, I just remembered I have to do something in my dorm,” you lied, stroking the side of his face. You were Darth Sidious’ sort-of-apprentice, but he wasn’t especially fond of you despite your power. He had preferred Darth Maul to you, and now there were rumors among his closest confidants that he was seeking to make Anakin his new apprentice. Sidious more so kept you because he didn’t want the Jedi to use you against him. He had found you on Naboo when you were only a newborn, your mother was a handmaiden to the Queen at the time, which was how he found you before the Jedi could sense you. 

Anakin nodded, slumping back down as you got dressed. You stood up, placing a hand on your slightly swollen stomach, and left your room, making your way to Darth Sidious’ quarters. You got onto the elevation and chose the 7th floor, stepping out once you reached his temporary living room. One of his personal guards approached you. “Tell Lord Sidious that Darth Erinyes wants to speak with him about Anakin,” you ordered, making yourself into the intimidating Sith Lord your master trained you to be.

“Yes, Ma’am,” he said, turning to enter Sidious’ office. Not long after, the guard came out, gesturing for you to enter. You walked in, head held high and black robes billowing around your ankles. 

“Erinyes,” Sidious addressed you, he never used your proper name, “is there a reason you are interrupting me at such a late hour?” 

“I apologize, Master. I only wish to speak with you about Anakin.” 

“What of the boy?”

“I know you want him as your apprentice and I’m here to ask you to make me your apprentice and instead allow him to go about his life,” you practically begged. “I don’t think it’s wise to turn him in such a forceful way.” 

“You, Erinyes, are not the Jedi I seek-” he began before you cut him off.

“I am just as powerful as him! I have been by your side since I was an infant and I outperformed Maul!” you realized that you were yelling at Sith Lord Sidious but at this point you had nothing to lose so you kept going. “Yet you favored him. Why? Because he wasn’t female? Am I just a prize for you? You keep me around so I don’t join the Jedi and overthrow you?” 

Lord Sidious sat silently. He didn’t speak for a few moments and you continued to stand there. “I will leave Anakin alone and let him make his own way to the dark side. In the meantime, you, Erinyes, will be my apprentice and my spy within the Jedi Temple.” 

“Thank you, Master,” you said in relief. You had expected him to kill you, or at least electrocute you for speaking out. 

“When you go back to the Temple, make sure you watch over Anakin.”

“Yes, Sir,” you said obediently before making your way into your assigned dorm and grabbing your journal. First, you wrote about your dream so you could look for signs that it might happen, and then you wrote about your encounter with Lord Sidious. Tucking the small journal back into your luggage, you got into your own bed. 

After about 10 minutes of wishing you had gone back to Anakin’s room, the door opened, and a figure walked in. They collapsed on the bed almost on top of you and you giggled, knowing it was your husband. “What are you doing?” you laughed. 

“You didn’t come back,” he said with a smirk, placing a hand on your stomach. Anakin’s happiness quickly dissipated when he remembered his own premonitions. It overjoyed him when you told him you were pregnant, but then he had a dream. In the dream he watched you scream in pain and die, and then he saw your babies being taken away. He had seen that you’d have twins, but he never told you because he didn’t want to scare you. 

-

The next morning, you both woke up to a droid opening the door. It only told you that the Jedi would depart in an hour before zooming away. “Well, I guess I have to go get my things from my room, Love,” Anakin kissed your nose.

“I guess,” you sighed. You never wanted moments like these to end. Moments when you didn’t have to think about the fact that you had been lying to the man you love since the second you met.

-

Anakin’s POV

It had been months since Y/N and I were at the Senate building, and by now she was heavily pregnant. Although, she somehow managed to hide her bump even now as she was into her 9th month. I had become Palpatine’s apprentice after he killed Windu, although I hadn’t told Y/N. She didn’t need to know I was doing this to save her and our children.

I walked into our room to see Y/N lying on the bed, face covered by her hands. “I hate this,” she groaned.

“I know,” I sympathized. “But remember, when this is over we’ll have out child.” I tried to excite her.

“Shut up, you’re not the one going through pregnancy and birth,” she mumbled.

I laughed, leaning down to kiss the side of her head. “So, something’s about to happen and I need you to stay in here.”

“What? Why do I need to stay in here?” Y/N stood up now. “Anakin, what’s going on?”

“Nothing Y/N, just please do as I say,” I begged, walking to the door.

“No, tell me what’s going on!” she insisted.

“No!” I yelled, using the force to grab her throat. She choked, looking scared of me, but I was so angry I couldn’t bring myself to let her go until she fell unconscious. I laid her unconscious body on the bed before leaving and locking the door to our room. “I’m sorry, Love,” I yelled through the door. I turned away from it, igniting my lightsaber, preparing myself to do whatever it would take to keep Y/N and our children safe and alive.

-

I laid on the burning ground, alight and in agony. I was livid with the only father figure I had ever known. He had betrayed me and I couldn’t stand it. But most of all, my heart was broken. Y/N, if she hadn’t already, would be going into labor and I wouldn’t be there to save her. I wouldn’t get to meet my children either. Eventually the pain overtook me and I succumbed to darkness, welcoming my death.

-

I finally woke up and realized that I was standing, yet strapped to a table. After a few moments of tugging and panicking, they unleashed me from the restraints. Chancellor Palpatine walked, so he was visible to me. “Lord Vader, can you hear me?”

“Yes, Master,” I replied. “Where is Y/N?” I asked, turning to him. “Is she safe? I she alright?” I continued to interrogate.

“It seems in your anger, you killed her,” he informed me.

‘What?’ I thought, ‘I killed her?’ My heart shattered. ‘How could I have done this to her?’ I wasn’t fully aware of my actions I was in so much pain but I fell to my knees, crying out in agony for what I had done to the love of my life.

~~

A/N I cut stuff out of the request because logically through my writing, it didn’t make sense. I’m sure the requester had a different path in mind, but this was like a puzzle I couldn’t manage to fit together.

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#star wars #star wars imagines #anakin skywalker #anakin skywalker x reader

[justalittletomato]

It’s late so thot time for Maul

It’s kinky so under the cut it goes

Warnings : pregnancy mention

Uhhh lactation kink

To start his Starlight is expecting, the result of his need to take her again and again. Never a time where his Starlight wasn’t on her back, legs spread or on her belly being pounded into.

It shouldn’t be to long now…but oh he adores the changes. Hands gently placed over her growning bump and the swell of her breasts…to Maul she was breathtaking.

A wardrobe of gowns gifted to emphasize his beloved’s changing form and always anything her heart desired.

This has included on occasion, her need for him.

Meetings abruptly ended when his Starlight mentioned she aches for him…hands gripping the desk as the two took a few moments to a set starlight’s needs…

But recently…

Oh he sees it. As his Starlight slips a robe on in the morning….

A pearl of white on her breast.

Maul couldn’t help but focus on it. His starlight notices…

“Come here…they ache…”

—-

He was meant to touch them only, caress and soothe her pain.

But Maul wanted more, to try, to taste.

Starlight moans as he again squeezes her breast. A taste just a drop would suffice…

His Star nods when he asks if he may.

Like gold…sweet nectar on his tongue and Starlight blushing at his moan. “Taste more if you wish….it helps…”

Soothes her aches soothes his hunger…

#maul x fem!reader #kink. #hides forever r #pregnant. #darth maul x fem!reader #darth maul x reader #fem!reader

[darthmaulification]

Your stories are so detailed! I love them! ❤️ May I request Darth Maul x pregnant reader smut, where Maul can't resist pregnant reader? or something exploring Maul's breeding kink trying to get them pregnant? 👉👈 that'd be so hot 🔥💦

A/N: ... this has been sitting in my drafts for like... two months. oopsie. took a while on this one. 😶 but, y’know, life happens. 🙏😔

anywho, this is the dirtiest, nastiest, most extensive smut i’ve ever written, like good GOD, what have i written??? 😳 i blame you, anon, your thot was too damn SCANDALOUS. 🥵😈 had me BLUSHING writing my own darn tootin’ fic!!! 😳😖🥴😩💦💦

also, i kinda subscribe to the fanon (?) that dathomirian zabrak give their son’s names that mean violent, aggressive things (hence maul, savage, feral) so that’s why maul’s and reader’s son has the name he has, despite the fact he’s a literal sweetheart.

i hope y’all EAT with this one! PLEASE enjoy! 💗

content: DISGUSTANG smut, unprotected p in v sex, fingering (f receiving), pregnant sex, afab!fem!reader, established relationship (married 🥺), very domestic at the beginning, reader and maul have a son!!, pregnant!reader, reader is implied to be curvier too, maul’s my breeding kink really shows here, his pregnancy kink too lmao, also some goddess play? (is that a thing lol?), maul is also very service top in this, this fic is nothing but love in all forms it comes in

word count: 4,136 (jesus christ)

If someone had told you when you were younger and immature, that you’d be chasing a naked toddler around your home, you would have laughed at the absurdity. But here you are, finally gaining on your smiling, giggling like a madman three-year-old son, a tiny little boy whose way too fast for his age, and with far too much of his father’s influence in him. Not to mention he’s dripping wet, covered sporadically head to toe in bubbles, and, again, naked as the day he was born.

“Get over here, strawberry!” You attempt to coax the russet-skinned toddler back to you, clutching a fluffy towel in your hands. Of course, the sight of the towel only riles him up even more— because Ravage had determined very early on that bath time also means playtime— so he shoots off in the opposite direction, as quick as he can on his short, chubby legs, which is surprisingly fast. You groan, throwing your head back in mild exasperation.

It doesn’t help in the slightest that you’re currently seven months pregnant, and the extra weight of your second does not aid in making you a fast runner. Quite the opposite, actually.

“Maker, this child.” You sigh, shaking your head and setting up chase Ravage again, but before you go after the screaming, laughing toddler, Maul chooses that exact, perfect moment to return home, in all his shirtless glory. The opening of the door makes Ravage skid to a halt, almost tipping over, and when he sees his father in the doorway, his gummy smile positively beams and brightens his whole face.

“Dada!” He shrieks, careening towards Maul who grins and swoops Ravage into his arms when he reaches him. Ravage squeals, little hands immediately finding Maul’s face before he presses his little forehead against Maul’s chin. He goes almost silent, soft coos leaving his lips. Your husband hums, nuzzling the top of your son’s head gently in return, one of his hands rubbing Ravage’s back. The sight never ceases to make your heart swell with joy, how Maul so deeply adores your child and how Ravage gives it back.

“Did he escape the bath again?” Maul asks after a brief moment of quiet, walking fully into the house and closing the door behind him. The motion, for some reason, kicks Ravage into gear again and he starts babbling away, sticking one of his tiny fists into his mouth while also trying to “talk”. Maul strides over to you, taking in your disheveled, flushed appearance.

“Not quite.” You snort a laugh and shake your head, eyes rolling as the accursed memory of The Bath Incident briefly crosses your mind. Maul grins and passes over Ravage, who’s still speaking gibberish, but has calmed down enough to allow you to wrap him up in the towel. You adjust him in your arms, situating him above your baby bump, smiling warmly when he rests his head against the crook of your neck.

“He had the decency to bolt after I had pulled him out of the tub.” You reply, placing a soft kiss on the smooth crown of his head, and Ravage sighs happily when you do. You rub the little nubs on his head, where his horns are still only cartilage beneath the skin, in the way that makes him sleepy.

“How considerate of him.” Maul replies, smoothing a hand over Ravage’s head before his eyes drop downwards and he grins boyishly. He places a gentle yet firm hand on the swell of your belly, rubbing over your dress. Something in his eyes changes, in his whole demeanor for that matter, like a primal part of him rears it’s head. Like a fire that has gasoline thrown on it, flaring in intensity and heat.

You’ve seen it happen many times before during this pregnancy and your previous, and know exactly what very pleasurable end it leads to. It’s no secret to you of how Maul feels when you’re with child. A shiver goes down your spine, straight to your core.

“And what of this one, my love?” He asks, his voice just a tad huskier, leaning in to brush his lips against yours. It’s purposely slow and meant to be inviting, which you pick up instantly. Your lips curl up into a small grin in the kiss, and you part to see a mischievous look on Maul’s face. His pupils are dilated, not a whole lot, but enough that it’s noticeable.

“Oh, he’s been just fine. Active, as usual.” You murmur, letting Maul place a heavy, more heated kiss on your lips almost before you’ve even finished your sentence. You sigh into his mouth, happily letting your beloved husband to lay claim via the frenzied tongue. He shifts closer against you, which Ravage objects to with an indignant cry, and Maul parts from you.

“No kissing!” Ravage smacks a tiny palm on his father’s face, his face all furrowed with that anger that a toddler thinks they’re supposed to feel. Maul growls playfully and bites (very gently, of course) Ravage’s hand, which causes the baby to shriek with laughter. You pull away from Maul, rolling your eyes good-naturedly. 

“Okay, okay, no getting him too riled up. Besides...” You send a glance over your shoulder, a coquettish smile on your lips. 

“We need him to sleep. We’ve got a long night ahead of us.” You wink and turn quickly enough so that Maul doesn’t have time to quip a reply, but slow enough that you see his eyes flash with lust. Almost giggling, you hastily make your way to Ravage’s bedroom to get him ready for bed and out of the way for the rest of the night.

~

Despite bath time being a special sort of chaos a majority of the time, Ravage is far more willing to go to sleep easily. You peck his forehead, then pepper his tiny horn nubs all over in kisses, and then nuzzle his scarlet cheeks. Ravage is half-asleep, but awake enough to rub his eyes and smile up at you. He purrs lightly, hands gripping your forearm.

“Good night, baby boy.” You coo softly, cupping his face with your hand, fingers tracing the swooping black tattoo on his crown. Of course, Ravage is not actually tattooed, he is far too young and his skin is much too sensitive. Instead, Ravage is decorated like his father by a highly pigmented dye that stains the skin until he’s old enough to get inked. You kiss him one last time, on his chin, where the stain nearest his lips is beginning to fade.

“I love you so much, my sweet.” You murmur, pulling away from your baby which is always hard, but feels like it’s so much harder with all the pregnancy hormones that you’re dealing with. Placing a hand on your belly, you carefully rise so that you don’t disturb Ravage who’s practically asleep. You’ve never been much of a nervous person, but you keep your eye on him the entire time you walk to the door, and then some. Maul waits for you, having observed the whole time.

“He’ll be there in the morning, my dear.” Maul’s low voice is teasing, but it’s also laced with a genuine comfort. You feel the need to bite your lip, apprehensive about tearing your eyes from Ravage, but Maul’s hands pulling you against him breaks the spell. You wrap your arms around him, relishing in the warmth that emits from him in waves. If motherhood had made you one thing, it was being overly wary.

“He’s so perfect... How is he three years old already?” You ask quietly, resting your head against Maul’s bare shoulder. Your eyes glance over to your son, who’s sleeping so peacefully and quietly you want the moment to last forever. He looks so warm and safe and happy... Words cannot describe how satisfying motherhood feels. It feels like Ravage was still a newborn yesterday.

“I wonder that myself...” Maul starts, “Though, my dear, you’ll have another baby in your arms soon enough.”

You giggle softly, letting Maul pull you in close to him, as far as you still can that is. He reaches past you to pull the bedroom door shut as his face leans in, lips locking with yours to kiss you fervently, deeply. You moan softly into his mouth as his warm, moving tongue claims you, and you wrap your arms around his neck. You kiss for a few moments longer before Maul pulls back, leaving you catching your breath.

“Have I told you how stunning you look?” He asks, voice lilting with a curious sort of brazenness, playfully searching for an answer. You hum, eyes heavy lidded, tracing with a single finger the sloping tattoo on Maul’s collar bone. He meets your gaze, molten gold eyes just as hazy as yours.

“Yes... though I may need to hear it again.” You murmur, brushing your lips against the softer skin of his cheek, practically purring with delight when Maul’s hand slips, and he grabs your ass. You giggle breathily when he squeezes, smiling still when his mouth is on yours again.

“You glow, my beautiful wife, especially when there is a babe ripe in your womb.” Maul almost hisses those last words, and you whimper when the feeling of his growing erection pokes against your thigh. The wetness between your legs seems to grow tenfold, you feel drenched with liquid warm slick. Maul kisses you again, his other hand going to palm the swell of your belly, and you tremble at the vibration his groan sends into your mouth.

“Fuck, if only I could keep you like this.” He growls lowly, hand cupping your belly, and he’s emboldened by his own words, kissing you forcefully. You whimper, hands gripping him as he rocks his body into yours, grinding you lightly against the closed door behind you.

“T-To the bedroom, please.” You sigh desperately, clinging to your husband, and he chuckles lowly, eagerly, and he secures his arm around your waist to pull you in the direction of your shared room. He keeps kissing you along the way, making your knees almost give out on you with each heated, passionate one. By the time the door’s been opened, you’re quivering so intensely with need that Maul takes it upon himself to lift you into his arms and walk you to the bed.

Thankful for his strength, you sigh happily when he places you down on the soft mattress, the relief in your lower back and feet almost as intoxicating as the arousal the bubbles inside you. Maul keeps himself at the end of the bed, where he watches you like a vulture, watches as you scoot back against the mountain of pillows that you have accumulated over the duration of your pregnancies.

“Please, my love, give me a show.” He speaks, eyes dilating further until his golden yellow hues are nearly eclipsed by the inky blacks of his pupils. Your face burns with a slightly embarrassed blush, because it sometimes still evades you as to why Maul is seemingly so captivated by your pregnant form, but you’re so needy and hot, that your dress simply needs to come off.

“Okay. For you.” You whisper, eyes not leaving Maul as you reach up to unclasp the button at the top of your dress, then the one below it, and the one after that. Maul watches as your cleavage becomes more and more revealed, then as your breasts simple spill from the confines of your bodice, too heavy for the loosening fabric. Then he watches as you reach around to your back to untie the ribbon that holds your skirt, watches as the fabric slacks on your swollen belly.

You grow more and more aroused as you watch Maul almost drool as you shimmy your hips to pull your dress from your body, moaning softly when his hips suddenly seize when the fabrics fall to reveal your baby bump, your newly outie belly button, and the darkened line below it. With one last shift of your hips, and kick of your dress falls from the bed, and leaves you bare to your bristling husband.

“You look like the Winged Goddess herself.” Maul finally growls, taking in the entire sight of you, flushed and sweaty and pregnant, sprawl like a queen on her throne of pillows. The compliment sends a shiver down your spine and you whimper from arousal. It wasn’t often, being this heavily pregnant, that you felt sexy, so irresistible. But from the way Maul’s honey gaze burns across your body, how he studies your swollen belly and heavy breasts with nothing but adoration and lust, you can only think this is what it feels like to be worshipped.

Maul doesn’t only tell you he thinks you look like a goddess, he makes you one.

And Maker, Maul is horny. He’s staring at you intensely, like a wild animal about to pounce yet contained by straining patience. His hips rut the air, like his cock is searching for the hot, wet, holy place you have to offer for it’s sanctuary. Maul’s shoulders rise with the steady heaves of his chest, nostrils flaring with each exhale. Rarely does he have this type of patience, but tonight you are his temple, and he’ll treat you with reverence.

“Come, then. Give your goddess tribute.” You coo, voice a tad shaky from need, spreading your meaty thighs deliciously wide as you open your arms to him. No sooner does the invitation leave your lips as Maul leaps onto the bed, stalking up to you on all fours, looking like a hungry wolf. His golden eyes drop from your face to your dripping, swollen pink pussy, and something absolutely ragged flashes in them.

“My Goddess, I am going to ravish you.” And Maul’s lips are on yours in a deeply passionate kiss that steals away all of you in it. His tongue pushes past your lips and he tastes like heaven, and you moan, eyes closing. Maul hastens the kiss almost frantically, sucking at your mouth like he’s drinking a nectar. All of your moans and gasps are swallowed by him, and Maul pulls more and more from you. You reach and grab his shoulders, gripping at the thick muscle of his neck, nails biting into his skin.

Maul finally pulls away, breaking the kiss with a loud, wet pop and his absence is agonizing. Panting, his eyes scan your face, soaking up your dazed expression, red cheeks, and raw lips. He grins and leans back in to kiss you again, brief and light this time, before he starts to leave kisses along your jaw, leading down your neck. You sigh happily when Maul sucks mark against your throat, hands roaming his sculpted shoulders and upper back.

“Maul...” You whine his name, one of your feet crossing over his calf, beckoning him closer. Maul allows you to reel him in, arching over you and anchoring himself with his arms. Just barely, feather-light, his toned stomach brushes against the crest of your encarpous middle, a reminder that he’s the one who put the baby there. Maul nuzzles your neck, his chuckling sending small vibrations into the soft skin.

“My love...” Maul murmurs, one hand raising to cup your breast as his lips travel lower, “My Goddess, you are perfection.”

He squeezes your tit, which causes you to cry out from the explosion of pleasure that ensues. Maul knows they’re tender, knows they’re overly sensitive, and he knows all of this as his fingers tweak your darkened nipple, reducing you to panting shrieks. He rolls your weighty breast in his hand and locks his lips around the nipple of the other, swirling his tongue around it. You squeal and arch your back, one hand holding Maul’s head against your chest to urge him to not stop.

“Maul, Maul!” You chant his name, almost weeping when his hand leaves your breast, flattening against your side to knead at the plush flesh of your hip. Maul hums, uses his knee to further spread your thighs, and dips his hand below to tease his finger tips around your soaked pussy. You whimper when he traces your pulsing slit, his knuckles brushing against the sensitive bud that sits at the apex of your womanhood.

“Mm... you are drenched, my Goddess.” He groans, pushing two of his fingers into you which has you tossing your head back, mouth agape. It’s all stars and fireworks, so quickly and easily thanks to your over-sensitivity due to pregnancy, and the way Maul curls his fingers just right has the coil in you tighten. Maul sucks at your nipple, rolls his fingers again inside you, and it only takes the pad of his thumb, which comes to swirl over your clit only once, that has you undone.

“Maul!~” You weep his name, shaking and stiffening all at once as your first orgasm ripples through you like aftershocks of an earthquake. It’s all so sudden that even Maul seems pleasantly surprised, unlatching from your breast to look down between your legs where his crimson hand glistens with your release. He pulls his fingers from you, marveling at the way your cunt clenches, more of your nectar oozing from it.

“A bit premature, hm?” He teases, kissing your breasts and collar as he gives you a few moments to recover from the world-shattering climax. You shake your head, panting, hairs stuck to your forehead by the sheen of sweat that coats your entire body. You feel so hot, overheated, and wanting him— needing his thick, ribbed cock and his heavy balls and all his virile cum within them.

“Please, my love, please.” You beg, hands smoothing over his shoulders, gliding to massage his biceps, pulling him closer. All you want is him, you need him, your pussy aches for him. And Maul delivers, seeing how you’re already half gone, and in one delicious, pleasing thrust of his hips, he sinks his hard cock into your wet heat.

You shriek and he groans loudly, the simultaneous sensations of your clenching, quivering vagina and his spear-like dick jumps the both of you very near your ends. Maul pulls back his hips to snap them forward, going lost in his wild eyes briefly, and repeats the motion, slow but hard. You hardly have the awareness to breathe, so lost as Maul hits the gummy nodes of your cervix with each rock of his hips, the ridges of his cock dragging against the velvety walls of your cunt.

“F-Fa—Faster.” Drool escapes the corner of your lips with the weakly uttered plea you barely manage to convey. He obliges, just as lost as you, and his hips pull back to slam in quickly, repeating over and over, jostling your body with purpose and force. It feels like it knocks the wind from you, and you hold onto Maul like he’s your lifeline, weeping moans against his neck. His head dips against the crook of your shoulder, mindful of his horns, and he pants against your flushed skin.

“Love seeing you pregnant.” Maul grunts, lips worrying a dark mark into your neck that he seals with a small nip. You keen, hips unconsciously tilting more so his cock continues to hit that place just right, that you can take him even deeper. That tender place makes you see stars, the pleasure electrifying you to your bones, making you curl your toes into the sheets. Your pussy clenches, and Maul groans, thrusting with conviction like a bull in rut. The sound of his hips snapping wetly against yours filling the air, each thrust makes your thighs and hips jiggle.

“Wan—ugh, Want to keep you fat with child.” Scarlet and charcoal hands run up the hill of your belly to cup your breasts from below. Maul squeezes them, beckoning beads of milk to form at your nipples, and you cry out, moaning wantonly and uninhibited by now. Your eyes squeeze shut as the coil grows taut in your core once more, tighter and tighter with each snap of his hips. Maul growls out some incomprehensible sentence, snarling into your neck, where he bites again, then kisses and licks.

“S-So beautiful... tits full of milk... c-crowded, stuffed belly.” It’s all choked out in between grunts that get louder and louder until Maul is a mess of heaving groans. Your airy moans clash in the air with his snarling, Maul bites at your neck, your shoulder, lightly gnawing on you like he’s desperate for your taste. He thrusts into you like a jackhammer, bouncing you on his cock and rocking your entire body.

You mind goes blank, and the knot inside you snaps, sending you into the oblivion of a small death that shakes you to your core. It leaves you wide-eyed and moth hanging open, your puffy entrance spilling your wet release all over your inner thighs, the bed, and soaking Maul’s cock that still pulls in and out of you.

The rhythmic rocking of your body could have lulled you asleep, had it not been the soaring pleasure of your orgasm keeping you awake. It fades steadily, allowing the cloud that has blinded your mind dissipate as you regain consciousness, eyelids fluttering as you bask in the tingling of your climax, the wetness between your legs and under your butt, and Maul’s sturdy, warm flesh.

It’s all so much, so perfect, so wonderfully passionate.

He moans when your cunt grips him like a vice as he fucks you through your orgasm, pulling his head from your shoulder to lay wet kisses on your panting lips and tear-streaked face. You hadn’t even realized you’d actually cried from the pleasure until Maul dutifully laps away any remaining tears before he kisses down your neck to lick away the milk that’s leaked from your breasts as well, making you sigh.

His pace slows, hips stuttering once, then twice, and he too finishes with a loud groan, pelvis flush against yours as he spills thick, sticky ropes of cum directly to your womb. The feeling of the spreading warmth pulls you further back to reality, grounding you with it’s primal, natural familiarity. You hum, rubbing Maul’s tense back with your hands as he stays locked to you for a good thirty seconds, just letting him spill everything he has into you.

Near the end, he says your name like a desperate prayer, all choked, all wretched from his throat. And he says it again once his cock’s finished, the last few spurts of cum leaving him, and this time it is said with nothing but satisfaction, content, and love. He kisses your breasts a few more times, his hands rubbing your hips, before he lifts his eyes to meet yours.

“I love you.” Maul says, his eyes as bright and as serious as the sun, and you smile broadly, if not a bit loopy and sleepy too. You cup his cheek, thumb resting on the curved line of the tattoo on his cheekbone. One of Maul’s hands go to tuck your sweaty hair behind your ear, the other plants itself firmly beside you so that Maul can anchor himself above you. His softening cock rests nestled inside you, he arches over you like a protective ceiling of red and black loving flesh and blood, and he kisses you like your the personification of all that is good and holy.

“I love you.” He says again, and it makes your heart sing. The air around you and Maul buzzes with the dewy afterglow of sex, feeling as though it lights your dimly lit bedroom a brighter, gentle orange. Maul sighs deeply into the kiss and pulls out from you, and you sigh when you feel his release steadily seep from you like glistening honey off the comb. He still kisses you as he moves from atop you to your side, haphazardly grabbing a blanket to pull over you both.

As you both kiss and situate yourselves into bed, spent and exhausted, you don’t mind that tonight he doesn’t leave to get cloth to clean you up, or that you’re falling asleep sticky and wet, and that tomorrow you’ll have to clean the sheets and probably the mattress too. No, tonight you only think of Maul, soak in all of the love and adoration you feel come from him, and reciprocate it when he pulls you to him, spooning you from behind, wrapped securely by his strong arms.

“I love you, too.” You whisper to Maul in the darkness, eyes closed, your fingers searching to lace with his, both of your hands then resting atop the baby that grows inside you. He hums, kisses the back of your neck, and you fall asleep feeling happy, tranquil, and loved.

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[fanficsforheartandsoul]

Enemies | Darth Maul x Fem!Reader | Part I

Note: Maul is a little OOC in this story but I hope this is fine. Since this is the first part there’s a big part who’s basically just explaining and the rest is some action. I hope I brought out the feelings well :)

Also, I implemented one of my headcanons, that the horns of Zabrak grow a little when they’re happy/excited.

And whoops Reader is a Jedi Shadow again. People might have realized by now but I love them. No one can stop me ok.

Fandoms: Star Wars, The Clone Wars

Warnings: Non-Canon Story, Angst, Fighting, Death, Slight OOC, Original Characters

Summary of this series: Y/N mourns for something she can never have but Maul won’t let her.

Word Count: 7′034

Taglist: @princessayveke​ @pinkiemme​

If you want to be tagged in my stories send me a pm with the fandom/character name! Or comment on the fic :)

Masterlist

Part II

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They were children when they first met. He was so young. Only four years old. She was young too. Although 2 years older. He was a born nightbrother, but she didn't belong to the nightsisters.

In fact, her presence on Dathomir had been an accident. The ship that should have brought her to Coruscant crashed after they had been hunted by pirates. When she woke up, she was alone. There was no sign of the Jedi who took her from her parents or anyone else of the ship's crew. Only two curious yellow eyes that watched her from a safe distance.

"Who are you?!"

The first thing she wielded in her life wasn't a lightsaber, no, that would come later. It was a pathetic dry stick from a dead tree. Dathomir didn't have much to offer at the crashsite of her ship, unfortunately. 

She held the stick with both hands and proceeded to lie her head off:

"I am the princess from Coruscant, and my knights will kill you if you do anything to me! So come out!"

There was a short silence until a timid voice spoke:

"You're really a princess?"

That's when he first stepped before her, and they met eye to eye. He was a midget. A red midget with the roundest eyes she had ever seen and horns, which made him look like the bounty hunter in her hometown. But unlike that old man, he had strange black marks in his face.

"Of course, I am! Do I not look like one?!"

She never forgot his reply. "No, you look like one. You're beautiful!" Even then, he was already able to sweet talk.

His answer satisfied her and the arrogant child she was, she lowered her weapon and let him approach her. He did eventually, but he froze when she suddenly touched his head and small horns.

"Does your brain not hurt?"

It shouldn't have been possible, but the red skin colored boy turned red some more. Having her hands touching his head everywhere caused his cheeks to heat up.

"E-Everyone has these here!"

He grabbed her hands, and both of them paused. E/C met yellow. His innocent eyes showed her reflection and her dirty state. 

Suddenly she had to cry. Sir Jedi was probably dead after all. She left her parents behind, and she really missed her home. And her plushie. Mr. Grog might also be gone after the explosion of their spaceship.

Her tears surprised him and made him panic, something that happened even when they met years later. He tugged at her hands, and she got pulled into his arms. But unfortunately, he really was a squirt, and both of them tumbled to the ground.

His breath got taken away by her, laying on top of him, but he didn't mind. She was so different than the nightsisters he had met. Not disgusted of touching him. He fell in love right there and then. Though he would strongly deny it in the future.

"Why are you crying?"

He put his hand on her hair, and the softness stunned him. She really must be a princess. He petted her slowly, something he saw the older nightsisters do to the younger ones. He could feel her tears wetting his clothes, and her loneliness made his heart clench.

"I'm all alone now!"

But she wasn't, He was there. His hands were like magic. Her tears stopped soon after he began to draw things on her back.

"Y-You have me."

"But I don't know you!"

"My name is ... What's yours?"

"Y-Y/N."

And that's how they got to know each other. He had another name back then but he got rid of it. Maul was his new name. The boy took her to the village, told his mother that he found her all alone. He didn't give away that he had seen another person from the shipwreck. 

The nightsisters were suspicious first, but when they found out that she was force sensitive like them, they decided to take her in. For two years, she lived on Dathomir and learned the ways of the nightsisters with Maul as her best friend. 

"In the future, I will be your soulmate!"

When she had told her that he almost began to cry. Not a reaction you would expect from someone who really, really liked Y/N.

"NEVER! If you give birth to a child, I'll get killed!"

"Then we just never kiss! We can still be soulmates if we don't kiss, right?"

The fact that they didn't really know anything about love made them say weird things.

Maul wasn't too sure, but they made a promise that they would be soulmates in the future and marry. Although Y/N had to explain to Maul what marrying actually meant - obviously through a child’s eyes - since the customs on Dathomir were different to the ones on her home planet. 

He never told her that but when she had explained that marrying basically meant always eating together, sleeping in the same bed and holding hands, he had really liked the idea of such a future. Of course, the young girl only knew the things she had seen from the marriage of her parents.

The whole not kissing aspect was eventually broken, though. Obviously not by him, because he was shy and seriously believed that she would get pregnant if he gave her even just a peck on the lips. 

But he really liked her. And she really liked him. So much that she understood that her way of liking him was the same as the way some fallen nightsisters had liked their mates. It was love.

And then one day, when Maul came beaten and bruised from his training as a nightbrother and he laid next to her, Y/N leaned over him and gave him a kiss. 

It was short, nothing more than a light peck, but when their lips touched, butterflies burst in her chest and it was as if the whole world lit up.

Maul’s yellow eyes widened and the Zabrak pushed her away out of reflex. She looked at him with a shocked expression.

“NO! What are you doing?!”

Panic was laced in his voice and he grabbed her arms with a little too much strength. Y/N winced and her eyes began to water. The giddy feeling disappeared immediately. 

“Wha-What?”, she stammered and he shook her.

“I- I’m not ready! My traini- the baby- we have to leave!”

She just sat there, not understanding why he was so startled. She was more intrigued by the fact that his horns seemed to have grown a little. He suddenly grabbed her hand and dragged her on her feet. 

“Hu-hurry, Y/N! Before they find out! Let’s talk with my mother, she’ll help us!”

“Find out what?”

“About the baby!”

And then it blanked on her. 

“Oh no.”

And then they hurried back to his home, where Y/N, Maul, his two brothers and his mother resided. A long talk followed and the two children eventually went to bed with different thoughts. 

The young girl was somewhat disappointed that she couldn’t have another playmate besides Maul and his brothers but she was also relieved because she now knew that kissing Maul would not make her pregnant. That meant she could do it again. The thought made her grin.

Maul on the other hand was embarrassed, mainly because he had almost cried when they ran into his mother and he had yelled at her to “save Y/N and their baby” but also because he really liked the kiss. But he was also slightly annoyed. I wanted to kiss her first. 

“Maul?”

He turned his head to see the other side of the room, where Y/N laid in her small bed. He could see her glistening eyes.

“Ye-Yes?”

“I think I love you.”

A blush crept across his cheeks.

“Okay.”

He couldn’t say it out loud but he said it in his head. 

Unknown to both of them, Y/N’s words had been heard by his mother.

When they woke up again the next morning some things had changed. There was the giddy atmosphere between the two, while Maul’s mother looked at them with a rather dark expression. The two would soon find out why.

.

Their closeness was something the nightsisters didn't like because it spoke against their ideas of mates and they decided to separate them. Both cried and cried for days. 

Their bond was strong, after all, and they not only had they lived together for two years but they also played together every day. Since Y/N was taken from her family, Maul had become a replacement and they were close. Really close.  

But it was no use. They didn't see each other for a month. And when they finally met again, it was the last time in their childhood. 

A republic ship had landed on Dathomir. And they were looking for the girl that was supposed to become a Jedi youngling. The person Maul had seen leaving the space ship was the Jedi Master, who took Y/N from her family. The man had survived for two years alone in the swamps and somehow contacted the Jedi Order to save him and the girl. 

According to him, the nightsisters captured her and brainwashed her to join the dark side. Which was bullshit. She realized that later. The things she had learned on Dathomir had saved her life on more than one occasion.

But they arrived and forcefully took her back. 5 Jedi came to her apparent rescue, but the peacekeepers of the galaxy ignored her wails and cries when they dragged her to the ship. She screamed Maul's name and found his face in the crowd who was held back by some soldiers. Don't leave me! pleaded his eyes.

But she did. She had no choice. They didn't even ask if she wanted to go with them. When the ramp of the ship closed, she freed herself from the Jedi's grip and bit him. Hard. The man reacted poorly, unlike a Jedi was supposed to. 

He pushed her away, and she fell on the floor. Hateful tears streamed down her cheeks, and she channeled her powers to slam the 5 men against the wall. The force was strong in her, and her emotions boosted it, that's why she succeeded. Three of them got pressed to the wall, the other two who where Jedi masters only slid back a bit. Using the force was tiring, and she slumped. The padawans got released.

"Let me go! I want to go back! I want to go home! Maul! Maul!!"

Her voice was shrill and full of desperation, but they didn't react. Ignored her tantrum and whispered something between themselves. 

"Her emotions are way too strong! What is Master Yoda thinking? The dark side has already engulfed her!"

Only one of them didn't say anything. The Jedi watched her with a neutral expression, and she returned the eye contact with a piercing gaze. 

I hate you! 

As if he had read her thoughts, he snorted and turned to face the others. 

"I believe Master Yoda knows what to do with her."

And the Jedi grandmaster did.

He turned her into a Jedi. Made her a youngling, later a padawan - although not his - and then when the High Council thought she was ready, they knighted her.

Over the course of many years, the small girl learned about her special abilities, about the force, about the Jedi, the Dark Side of the force, the responsibility they had to shoulder, and why attachments were forbidden.

Although she had questioned the principles secretly, she never voiced any hesitation or critical questions. When she got separated from Maul she had racked her brains to find out why, although she only realized why when the nightsisters ordered her to read the stories about the Fallen sisters again. After that lesson, she knew well enough when something wasn’t supposed to be said. So she left her doubts unsaid.

When she had arrived at the temple she was unbelievably sad and her heart was hurting. When the Jedi took her from her family, she didn’t really realize what that meant. But being taken from Dathomir after she was a little older and formed such a close bond with Maul, she understood that they had parted and would probably never meet again. 

This left her devastated and it took half a year for her to adapt.

Her sadness and arrogant side vanished with time, but her determined character trait stayed and it made her into an extraordinary Jedi.

Y/N was powerful, the secret pride of the grandmaster. Her patience and knowledge were as vast and deep as the seas of Kamino. Her lightsaber skills were unmatched by many of her fellow padawans, and she could even stand her ground against some of the Jedi knights. 

Her Master, the guy who had ignored her tantrum, was impressed by her natural affinity for the force. And so he had asked Master Yoda if he could take her as his padawan. 

The grandmaster was hesitant at first. Because the man wasn't a Jedi Knight. He was a sentinel, a shadow, to be exact. A path that would undoubtedly be difficult for Y/N, especially since she was found on Dathomir. But he accepted, and she became the padawan of a renowned Jedi Shadow. Yoda was proud, but deep down, also worried. Although he didn't tell her that.

Every youngling had heard about Y/N. Before the rumors of a Chosen One started, there were many about a Prodigy. Her name was whispered during classes, and there were bets and dares in the circles of the younger generations. 

"I dare you to confess your love to Y/N L/N!"

"But I don't even like her! Attachment is forbidden, Mia!"

"It's just a game, and we all wanna see if her face will blush! Come on."

But there was one flaw about the prodigy. 

One thing that she could not erase. The padawan Y/N L/N ached for something. Someone. And her yearning - she wasn't the only one who knew it - would be her downfall. But she tried to hide it, built walls around that part of her heart and succeeded- until that one day.

-

[16:00, 32 BBY, Coruscant, Jedi Temple]

"...my only conclusion can be that it was a Sith Lord."

The air in the chamber changed immediately. Qui Gon Jinn, the Jedi reporting the things that happened on Tatooine, held his head up high, his expression was neutral, but the weight of his words was visible in his eyes.

Master Ki turned his head to face Master Yoda and said with a disbelieving undertone:

"Impossible! The Sith have been extinct for a millennium."

"I do not believe they could have returned without us knowing," added Master Windu, and Jinn's padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi furrowed his brows.

Yoda hummed in response, he sighed and then stated:

"Hard to see, the dark side is. Discover who this assassin is, we must."

The other council members nodded, their faces were grim.

"I sense he will reveal himself again," meant Master Ki.

Master Yaddle, who had listened to Jinn's report, silently began to speak up, and when she did, everyone turned. The Jedi all tensed when they heard her words:

"For that, a shadow we should send. Someone in mind, I have. Of help, Leon Ra'eli and his padawan Y/N L/N could be."

The people in the room all had different reactions to the names that were mentioned. Plo Koon and Qui Gon Jinn raised a brow, the padawan of the latter blinked surprised, and Ki-Adi-Mundi, Mace Windu, and Yoda showed a worried expression.

"We must discuss this with the Council of First Knowledge, Master Yaddle," remarked Saesee Tiin and shared a look with the Jedi grandmaster. Yoda nodded slightly.

"I believe Leon would certainly be of help."

Obi-Wan turned to his Master. His eyes clearly asking why the Jedi would speak this freely in front of the council just for another Jedi. He was aware that he was acquainted with the Jedi shadow but the padawan was confused anyway. 

Qui Gon hid his hands in his sleeves and bowed slightly when Master Windu frowned at him. Although he was looked at with intimidating stares, he didn't back down and continued: 

"I heard he has been training an extraordinary padawan. Both of them would be a great aid if another attack like the one on Tatooine would happen."

Obi-Wan smiled a little, when his Master talked about Y/N. He knew her from his youngling days. And according to the rumors going around, she had truly turned into an exceptional padawan, a proud feeling spread in his chest.

The dark-skinned Jedi Master huffed and then leaned back in his seat.

"This attack on Tatooine was with purpose, that is clear, and I agree the Queen is the target. If a Jedi Shadow and Qui Gon Jinn would remain at her side..."

Yoda nodded slowly.

"With this Naboo queen, you must stay, Qui-Gon. Protect her."

The Jedi bowed.

"Yes, Master."

-

And that was the beginning of Y/N's doom. That goddamn mission. Something entirely different for the Jedi Shadow in training. 

Until now, she had to research old Sith artifacts, go on missions to find lost holocrons, and look for secret Dark Side places with her Master. But that was it. Of course, there was always a certain degree of danger coming with those missions but it was nothing truly worrying, the Dark Side she encountered left her uninterested and funnily she wasn’t scared. 

She spent two years on Dathomir, a planet which - according to the Jedi archives - was a space for evil powers. The feeling from those places was familiar and to a certain degree even calming but she didn’t tell her master.

In other words, she never actually came in contact with a Dark Side user much less a Sith. But now she and Leon were assigned to investigate an assassin who could possibly be a Sith, a Sith lord, to be exact. 

The tightness in her chest was definitely from her nervousness, but there was also something else to it. She wasn’t scared, the feeling was more like curiosity but Y/N also had a bad premonition about the upcoming task. But she kept her concerns to herself. Like always.

.

It was night when they left the Jedi temple. Both wore long black robes, and their faces were hidden under their hoods. Master Ra'eli had told her that although they were escorting Queen Amidala, they would not focus on keeping her safe. Both the High Council and the Council of First Knowledge agreed on the priority to catch the potential Sith. Protecting the queen laid in the hands of the two other Jedi. 

When Y/N first heard that they would accompany to Jedi knights, Master Qui Gon Jinn and his padawan Obi-Wan Kenobi, she was relieved. 

She and Obi-Wan were friends when she was a youngling. He was only one year older than her, and although they chose entirely different paths, they parted with good and happy memories. 

Obi-Wan had been a pillar in Y/N's life when she had to learn how to accept that she would probably never meet Maul and her parents again. He dried her tears, let her meditate with him and calmed her down when she had a nightmare. 

Although they hadn't seen each other in a few years, the padawan believed that they would click again, and everything would be like in their youngling years. 

But when she and her Master arrived at the Senate landing platform and everyone was already there, and Leon greeted his fellow Jedi, something happened.

As soon as Y/N laid eyes on Obi-Wan's Master, a sudden pain bolted through her head, and she staggered. 

Her hand shot to her forehead, and the padawan grabbed her Master's robe for support. He turned alarmed and watched her with concerned brown eyes when she winced in pain. 

A vision flashed before her eyes: black robes, a red and green lightsaber clashing, yellow eyes, and a screaming Obi-Wan. 

What...?

"Y/N?" 

Her Master's voice took her back to her senses. She looked up to see his and Master Jinn's worried faces. Obi-Wan looked just as disturbed as them. 

"I-I think I just had a vision," she whispered weakly and let go of Leon's sleeves. 

However, she hadn't regained her balance yet, her legs faltered, and if her Master hadn't grabbed her arm in time, she would have tumbled to the ground. 

"A vision?", asked Obi-Wan and the young man shared a look with Qui Gon. 

"What did you see, padawan?" he asked, and all three of the Jedi watched her expectantly. She gulped. The feeling in her chest from before became stronger. The eyes in her vision seemed faintly familiar. 

"I..." she began hesitantly, "There will be a fight. I think the assassin will show up again. And..." She turned to her Master, her expression grim, "I'm certain he's a Sith. I could feel the wrath and hatred Master. Stronger than in any artifact we ever found."

This revelation was shocking, but only the queen's followers all visibly paled. The three Jedi showed dark expressions. Her Master helped Y/N back on her feet, and she bit her lip. 

He looked at her, and she could read in his eyes that the situation was dire. 

Trust in your abilities and the force. 

Words from her training lessons with Leon resounded in her mind, and she straightened her back. Although she was intimidated now, she would not falter. A Jedi Shadow’s mission was to extinguish the evil that Sith brought into this world. She could not hesitate.

"We will make sure that that Sith will not harm anyone," declared her Master, and the queen nodded. His words seemed to calm her entourage, but Y/N smiled bitterly. If her vision would come true... 

No, let’s not worry.

They finally began to board the ship, she gave her Master a tap on the shoulder, and he slightly turned his head. She only formed one word with her lips, but he understood. She had more to tell, but only to him. 

-

While the two other Jedi discussed some political matter with the queen, Leon and Y/N stayed in a separate room to talk about her vision. 

“I sense you have something else to say.”

"Master... I worry that one of us will be hurt."

Her confession was difficult to admit for her, after all it was against the emotional walls she had built, but she had to tell him anyway. It concerned the well being of  a Jedi. 

She expected her Master to be shocked or at least concerned, but his expression remained neutral, as usual. This fact calmed her a little. In all those years she had known her Master, there was never a moment, where the other didn’t control his emotions.

"Did you see that in your vision?"

She nodded and wrung with her hands. Only in her Master's presence could she let her walls down to a certain degree. The force in the room swirled from her uneasiness.

"I think Master Jinn will get injured..."

Leon breathed in slowly and sat down on one of the cots. His face stayed emotionless, but his eyes betrayed him. For a second deep worry glistened in them, and the way he bit his lip also showed how her words got to him. But it was gone when she blinked. She frowned.

Did I imagine that?

"We must trust in the force."

Y/N expected him to add more, but he stayed silent, looking like he was deep in thought. The force in the room rippled, and she knew that he would meditate for the next few hours.

"You can rest if you want to, Y/N," murmured her Master and slipped to the floor, where he sat cross-legged. She shook her head and sat down too. "Let me join you, Master." He looked at her and smiled slightly. 

"Okay."

They both began to meditate, and soon the force around them changed again. The change spread through the whole ship, and the two other Jedi got distracted from their discussions. 

Obi-Wan and Qui Gon exchanged a glance, and both thought the same. The Jedi Master voiced their thoughts: "Don't worry, your Majesty. You are in good hands, and with Master Ra'eli and his padawan here, the Sith will not have a chance."

But he was wrong. Horribly wrong.

-

And then they met. 

It was as if the earth stopped spinning. 

The corner of her lips lifted, her face displayed many emotions. Worry turned into shock, shock turned into surprise, and surprise turned into joy. Her heart began to beat faster and it was so loud and strong that she believed that it could shake the whole planet.

He had grown up. Some more tattoos got added in his face and he now resembled the look of other nightbrothers who lived on Dathomir, it gave him a domineering appearance and her heart skipped a beat. It was familiar but at the same time, it wasn’t.

His eyes had also changed, the color was slightly different. The beautiful yellow that had reminded Y/N of the sun now held traces of red, and they were burning with a fire that she couldn’t quite place. 

But the force seemed to cry out in pain and the luring darkness in his force presence alarmed her. Something was wrong.

Although she recognized him immediately, this was not the boy she had met on Dathomir, this wasn't the friend she had longed for, not the kid she had dreamt about, not the boy who promised to marry her and whom she kissed. This person before her was a Sith, her enemy. 

And it broke her heart. 

While the queen's guards scattered and left, her grip around her lightsaber faded, and a second later, she dropped it. The impact resounded loudly in her head as if a bomb had detonated. She couldn’t hear anything else. Not the leaving footsteps of the security forces, not her Master calling out her name, nor how the queen asked Qui Gon Jinn how to proceed. 

His name rushed over her lips, and he frowned and looked at her. 

Then his eyes widened, and the tattoos in his face twisted in realization. He opened his mouth, but no words came out. 

His focus moved, and she noticed how her Master had activated his lightsaber beside her.

"You know him, padawan?" asked Master Ra'eli calmly, and she could only nod. 

Maul stiffened from their interaction and grabbed his lightsaber. Her Master stepped forward, and suddenly her lightsaber was once again in her hand. She gripped it so hard, her knuckles turned white.

"So, this is him? From 16 years ago? Oh, Y/N."

Leon's words hit her right in the gut. She had confessed how dearly she missed Maul when she became his padawan - although leaving out the part about their promise and kiss - and her Master had reacted as any other Jedi would have. 

Attachments are forbidden, padawan. You will forget these feelings soon. 

When she first had heard those words, she felt crushed. 

Was her connection to Maul really something bad? Somehow she couldn't believe that emotions were able to come without attachments. Weren't Jedi supposed to keep the people of the galaxy safe? Wouldn't her bond with Maul motivate her to make sure he's alright? 

And it wasn't like she obsessively loved him, like all those fallen Jedi she had to read about in the archives after she told her Master about her feelings. The Zabrak was her best friend. Nothing more. Or nothing more came out of their friendship. Or that's at least what she had told herself, completely disregarding that they had kissed and she was the one who initiated it. She was in denial.

But now that they finally met again, it turned out that he was the Sith Lord, and her heart was literally being torn apart. In the end, there was no mistake, Y/N did love Maul. But not this version of him in front of her. 

The padawan felt torn. The Zabrak before her eyes was her old best friend and they had sworn to be there for each other until the day they died. They had promised to marry. They kissed. She told him she loved him. But on the other hand, he appeared to be the enemy of the principles she had been taught for years. Two years against sixteen. The winner was obvious.

"You... I remember you."

The Zabrak clenched his fists tighter around his lightsaber and activated it. The red blades flared, and they seemed to represent the force around them, which was churning from the Sith's anger.

The padawan didn't know if he was addressing her because he didn't waste another second to look at her. But that was fine because she was sure that another eye contact with him would break down the walls she had built for the last decade. Also, she wasn’t sure if she would do something against the Jedi code if he addressed her directly. 

Qui Gon and Obi-Wan seemed to have realized that something was going on between Y/N and the Sith because they sent the queen with the security forces and stayed, ready to assist Leon and his padawan. 

It was against their plan but the man before them apparently was dangerous enough for them to change it.

Obi-Wan stepped up to her, his lightsaber activated and he held it up defensively. His hand touched her back, and he whispered:

"Y/N? Get a hold of yourself."

Her head snapped in his direction, and he gave her a reassuring smile, although he appeared nervous.

"Jedi!", snarled Maul and his eyes burned with rage when he dropped his robe and then suddenly leaped forward to attack. 

Y/N's heart skipped a beat and she flinched. She couldn't tell if it was because he seemed to run towards her or because his overbearing aura intimidated her, but it didn't matter because the Zabrak couldn’t reach her. 

Her Master stepped before her, and his yellow dual lightsaber skillfully parried Maul's attack. 

"You are outnumbered, Sith."

Qui Gon didn't waste a second and also jumped into the fight, their lightsabers clashed, and sparks flew. Obi-Wan gave her a glance and then joined in. The strange look he gave her took Y/N back to her senses, and she activated her own lightsaber. 

It was also dual-bladed and yellow, although her hilt was from Orichalc material and wrapped with leather for a better grip. The yellow glow calmed her down to a certain degree, and the familiarity of the blade in her hand cleared her head temporarily. 

I need to talk with him! There must be a misunderstanding!

Her eyes focused on the Sith and the three other Jedi who had already gained a certain distance from her. She ran after them and noticed that they passed into the Theed power generator facility. 

"Master, wait!"

The fighting Jedi ignored her shout and performed a series of fierce attacks, which all got fended off by Maul. Qui Gon aimed for the Sith's legs, but the Zabrak avoided his lightsaber and somersaulted backward on the bridge. 

Y/N's heart pounded loudly in her ears, worry filled her chest, worry for her fellow Jedi and also Maul. In the end, she couldn't ignore her heart. 

She used the force to jump forward a considerable distance and now stood next to Obi-Wan. She felt light-headed, partly because of the adrenaline rush from the whole situation but also because she was slightly scared of heights.

"I know him, Master Jinn, stop attacking!" she turned her head to the Sith, calling out his name: "let's talk, please! Do you not remember m-" 

Before she could finish, the Zabrak pushed his hands forward, and she was sent flying by the force. Everything she had been taught, all the techniques and rules for a fight. It was as if she had forgotten them when her eyes laid on Maul. The prodigy acted like a youngling and she had to pay the price for it.

Her back hit the wall of the room, and something broke. Black dots flooded her vision, and pain burst through her whole body.

She couldn't hear clearly because her head was ringing, but she believed that someone had shouted her name. Although she couldn't be sure because before she could open her eyes again, she temporarily fell unconscious.

.

It felt like a long time but was indeed only a minute later, that she woke up. Her thought process was slow when she stirred.

It hurts.

It hurts.

It hurts!!

A groan escaped her lips, and something warm dampened the back of her head. 

Is this how you feel in the Trial of the Flesh? If so, then I don't want to become a full Jedi... I can't believe he attacked me, Maker...

Her thoughts were all over the place, dizziness caused her vision to blur, and her mind wandered from the pain to the Jedi Trials, the archives, her time on Dathomir, and to Maul. Her injuries hurt like hell but she was almost crying from the pain in her heart.

What happened to him? How could he... Has he really fallen to the Dark Side? 

She tried to move upright and used the force to calm her fluttering nerves. 

Focus. 

Focus!

The blurriness of her vision vanished, and she finally saw clearly again, right on time for her to catch a glimpse of Obi-Wan running past some laser doors at the other end of the gigantic room.

I must stop them!

Her legs felt like jelly when she tried to stand up, and although her balance was undoubtedly off, she was still able to stand. Not without feeling immense pain, though. Y/N was sure that she had at least three broken ribs. 

Let go of the pain. 

She remembered her training and breathed in and out slowly. She closed her eyes for a second to concentrate on the force, and she was able to feel the fierce battle that took place at the other end of the bridge. Anxiety welled up again but she ignored it with gritted teeth.

The padawan began to move forward, slowly at first, then she picked up the pace and limped over the bridge towards the laser doors, ignoring the fact that she had lost her lightsaber somewhere.

When she crossed the bridge her legs almost gave out. She had tried not to look down, her fear of heights couldn’t stop her in this crucial moment, but now she felt the adrenaline rush and it almost made her fall over.

It was then when she reached the first laser door when she felt the cry in the force. 

A life got critically injured. And guessing from Obi-Wan's scream, it was his Master's. 

Y/N stumbled. The pain in the force was breathtaking. Emotions that didn't belong to her filled her chest and grief caused her eyes to prick. 

What shocked her, even more, was that her Master seemed to hurt as much as Qui Gon's padawan. The Jedi Shadow had shouted the other man's name when he got impaled, and now through the flaring red doors, she could see Leon swinging his sword wildly to attack Maul and the Zabrak defending himself. 

Why...?

The force presence of her Master seemed off, and his erratic movements void from any specific form proved that he lost himself to his emotions. 

The fact that the usually composed Leon Ra'eli now fought like that caused her fists to clench. 

Why is he acting like that?! This contradicts everything he ever taught me!

This scared her more than the potential death of Qui Gon Jinn.

Obi-Wan seemed to burn with rage too. His shoulders lifted with every breath he took, and she could sense his anger mixed with grief and anguish. 

Y/N heaved with all the sudden emotions she had to experience. Her guts twisted when she sensed pleasure, and it took her a second to realize that Maul was the one who was very pleased about the injury of the Jedi Master.

This was the ultimate proof that the Zabrak who fought against Leon wasn't the midget from Dathomir. But before she could spill even one tear over that fact, the laser doors got deactivated, and Obi-Wan jumped forward to attack the Sith. 

She began to run, but she wasn't fast enough, her wounds slowed her down. The pain was almost unbearable and the whole situation seemed to test her entire being. The doors activated before her nose, and she staggered.

Right, when she caught her balance again, Obi-Wan slashed Maul's lightsaber in two, and her Master pushed the Sith towards the edge with the force. 

The Zabrak was able to catch himself in time and jumped forward, his lightsaber only one blade now. He snarled and swung his weapon at the two Jedi, but they seemed to finally have the high ground and attacked him mercilessly. 

Y/N watched with sweaty hands how the Zabrak got pushed into defense, and although she should root for her fellow Jedi, although it was obvious that he wanted to kill them all, although he clearly engulfed the Dark Side, she couldn't stop herself from worrying for Maul. 

Please stop fighting! Just stop!

She feared for all of them, which didn't make sense for her head, but her heart ignored all her rational thoughts. It almost leaped out of her chest when Obi-Wan got force pushed into the melting pit, but from the way the other two men acted, he was still alive. Immense relief washed over her and her knees buckled.

Y/N felt dizzy from all the feelings she had to deal with, and the fact that she hit her head and even bled to some extent gave her body one more reason why to falter. She had to hold her head because it felt like a bullet was shot through it. 

The pain distracted her from the fight, and when she looked up again, her and Maul's eyes suddenly met.

He looked at her, over Obi-Wan's shoulder, who had suddenly appeared, his face full of shock and... regret?

It took her a second to notice the lack of fighting between the two men. They just stood there, Obi-Wan held the lightsaber of his Master in his hand and his pose looked like he had just taken a large swing.

Was it over? Did they finally calm down and listen?

Y/N opened her mouth to say something when time seemed to slow down, Maul’s lightsaber deactivated, and he slowly fell backward.

His and her eyes found themselves again, and while hers widened in panic, his slightly closed as if the Zabrak was smiling at her. His lips formed something but she was too panicked to focus on it.

Before a scream could erupt from her throat, he was gone. 

He was gone.

The laser doors opened again. Obi-Wan didn't waste a second glance and rushed to his Master's side, where her own Master already knelt. He laid Qui Gon's head in his lap. 

"Master! Master!"

The pain in Obi-Wan's voice reflected the one the female padawan was feeling. Some words were whispered between the dying Jedi and his student, but Y/N didn't hear any of it. 

No, no. No, NO!

She slowly stood up, her legs shaking, and she made her way into the room. Her eyes solely focused on the cooling pit. A wail escaped her lips, and she tried to form his name, although she failed. She couldn’t form a single word. She couldn’t bring herself to look over the edge. Her breath quickened and she panted as if she just ran for her life.

Hey. 

Y/N.

You changed. Not so small anymore, huh?

Things happened after you left. And you have no right to say anything, you would barely reach my chin with your height.

A small smile formed on her lips. Her eyes were strangely empty.

Why did you become...?

A Sith? I'm not. This is all a misunderstanding.

Right? I knew it. You would never turn to the Dark Side. You would never.

The padawan sank to her knees at the edge, eyes still trained on the hole before her. Her hands were violently shaking and she gripped her robes with such a force that her knuckles turned white.

...?

Hmmm?

Where did you go?

What do you mean? I'm right here with you.

Of course. There's no way you're...

Y/N turned her head slightly, and a grey object on the ground near the wall caught her eye. With a flick of her wrist, she absently minded caught the severed lightsaber half and traced it with trembling fingers.

There's no way you're dead.

There were a thousand thoughts in her mind right now, but the one that stood out the most was the fact that Obi-Wan had cut Maul in half.

Obi-Wan Kenobi, her friend from the Jedi had killed her best friend from Dathomir.

"Let me carry him, Obi-Wan."

The weak voice of her Master invaded her thoughts, and she slowly turned to the two other Jedi and the corpse. 

We Jedi do not kill, Y/N. Only if it’s absolutely necessary. Preserving a life is more important, even if they are tainted by the Dark Side. Sith can be saved too. Darth Revan is proof of that. Never forget this.

Liar.

In the end, 2 years appeared to be stronger than 16.

The killer held his Master's dead body, and the shaking of his shoulders gave his sadness away. She felt nothing for him, neither pity, nor worry. She was completely numb.

There is no death, there is the force, do you not know your own code?

"We must report back to the temple," was all she said. Her voice was unnaturally cold.

Her Master looked at her, his expression was heartbroken, and she had to turn her gaze away. Or else he would have seen her hateful stare.

For the first time in her life, Y/N truly despised the Jedi and their hypocrisy.

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Secrets and Those Who Keep Them Part 5

Obi-Wan x ForceSensitive!Reader

No Warnings this chapter except mild spoilers for Revenge of the Sith and some wonky timelines on my part.

You stayed there, laying next to Obi-Wan, for the rest of the night and well into the morning. There were no interruptions, no meetings to rush off to, no need to hide. You listened to his breathing, how steady it was as it mirrored the ebb and flow of his Force signature. You wondered if this was how it would be when the Clone Wars were finally over, when there were no more Separatists to fight, no more Count Dooku or General Grievous to worry about.

Unfortunately, that day had yet to come.

Mere hours after you awoke, your love was called away for important Jedi business. War business.

That was weeks ago.

In Obi-Wan’s absence, you met with Master Yoda, asking him if there was anything you could do. Maybe you could find Ahsoka or go into Seperatist space and do reconnaissance. You held your thoughts closed, but by the way Yoda looked at you, you knew he knew something was wrong.

“Want this conflict to end, I do, just as you do,” he hobbled over to you, “doing everything we can, we are.” But his words weren’t enough for you. They weren’t action. They were barely even a promise. Masking your disappointment, you decided to fid Padmé and ask her if she’d had the chance to talk with Anakin any more about your plan.

She’d told him about the child the same day she told you, and from her report, he was happy, excited even. He and Obi-Wan had left again before Padmé could tell him about the plan. Luckily, Captain Rex was helping the two of them stay in communication. During one of these calls, Padmé had told her husband about the plan. When she could no longer hide the bump, she would ask for a leave from the Chancellor so she could return home to Naboo. She would justify the leave by saying a family member was missing and needed to be looked for. There, she would have their child in the safety of a compound you had already begun construction on. It would be a lovely and safe place to raise their child. And if everything went the way you hoped, the war would be over soon and Anakin could return to Padmé—and Obi-Wan could return to you. At least, that was the plan.

But it wasn’t looking so perfect.

Months had passed now, and the battles were only intensifying. Darth Maul had taken control of Mandalore, Padmé was starting to show through even her roomiest outfits, and you hadn’t spoken to Obi-Wan in over a week. Worst of all, there were casualties left and right. It seemed like every time you looked up, there was news of yet another trooper or Jedi or important friend dying at the hands of Maul or Dooku or Grievous. You just prayed to the Maker that Obi-Wan wouldn’t be next.

The only good thing to come out of the past months was Ahsoka’s resurfacing. You learned that, not only was she alive, but had been working with a Mandalorian group to take back their planet from Darth Maul and the Shadow Collective. You knew this because Master Yoda had told you about Ahsoka, Anakin, and Obi-Wan’s reunion. You were proud of her, but worried, too. Yoda had also told you that Anakin and Obi-Wan wouldn’t be with Ahsoka on Mandalore. However, he refused to tell you where they would be.

“Follow them, you would,” he said to you knowingly.

“And why would I do that, Master Yoda?” You knew well and good that he had you, but you wanted to save as much face as possible, especially when it came tooth’s little green senior citizen.

“Because love Obi-Wan, you do. For a long time, you have.” You just looked at him, shaking your head at how infuriating it was that he always knew everything. Yoda knew more secrets than you did, and that was saying something. You waited for him to say something else. You knew it was coming; he had that mischievous look in his eye. Finally, he spoke once more, “need here, you are.”

Damn, he had you there.

After being politely put in your place, you went to find Padmé. If there was anyone handling today worse than you were, it was certainly her. You found her in her apartments, dressed in a lavender outfit. What you didn’t understand was why the clothes showed her bump so much. She should be hiding it. She had agreed to hide it.

“Why are you dressed like that?”

“I’m going to find my husband,” she said, rising from her seat and striding as fast as a pregnant woman can, over to the doors to her hangar. You walked beside her, utterly confused.

“No,” you said, “you can’t do that, he’s in the middle of Maker-knows-what! Yoda wouldn’t even tell me where they were.”

“You don’t understand,” she stopped just outside of the doors to the hangar, “something’s wrong. I have to find Anakin before it’s too late.”

“What happened?”

“Anakin visited me. We spoke. Y/N, he’s scaring me.” Padmé looked at you, her hands grasping at your arm, pleading with you. You didn’t ask what you really wanted to. You didn’t ask if Obi-Wan had been on Corusant when Anakin visited her. A part of you wanted that answer, but the other part knew that no answer you could think of would make you feel better.

You tried to search her mind, to find what she was so afraid of. Images flashed in front of your eyes.

Anakin speaking. The Chancellor being made Emperor. The image that brought you to heel, that almost made you race to the transport, was an image of Obi-Wan as he talked to Padmé. She knew more than she was letting on, but that didn’t matter. The details didn’t matter. Everyone has secrets, and she wanted to protect hers for the time being, whatever the reason. You straightened.

“Tell me or don’t tell,” you said firmly, “but I’m coming with you.”

Padmé threw her arms around you, and you returned the embrace.

“Where are we going?” You finally asked, pulling away.

“Mustafar.”

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Bend The Rules (Obi-Wan x Jedi!Reader) Chapter Three

A/N: I am sorry it took me forever to write it, I wanted the ending to be perfect and I wrote the whole thing like 5 time. But it’s finally here! And I want to thank everyone for your patience and support, you are the best! Thanks for reading. DO NOT FORGET REQUESTS ARE STILL OPEN. I am already working in some I had pending. Hope the wait was worth it! If you want to be added to my Obi-Wan tag list let me know.

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An echo of voices paired with blurred images, some things were hard to make out as the images and voices continued and you stirred in your sleep.

 You could finally make out Count Dooku and Obi-Wan fighting, though Dooku Gad the upper hand, their sabers crashed fiercely, you had no idea where the fight was taking place, but their intense emotions were palpable. Obi-Wan was angry, but as always kept it at bay, trying to surpass it, the image changed. It was still Obi-Wan but older, and he was fighting Darth Maul, but something felt different, Obi-Wan felt empty, even sad. Darth Maul seemed to notice, taking it to his advantage as they fought someplace with a sandy landscape. They ran towards each other, the sand beneath their feet crunching with their fast steps and as their sabers crashed, the image changed.

Everything turned darker and you noticed that some… monster was fighting Obi-Wan, whoever was fighting him had a terrifying face, it did not seemed human, it was almost shapeless and it seemed to be made of tar, melting and sticky; empty red eyes full of anger and despite, it’s breathing full of hatred and pain… and you could feel his need to kill Obi-Wan. You shuddered, trying to make out what it was.

Its arms raised, ready to strike “NOW I’M THE MASTER” 

You woke up with a jump, desperately gasping for air as you felt cold sweat dripping down your neck and back. You shuddered, covering your face with your hands as your vision replayed in your mind, with racing thoughts and heart to match, you suddenly felt nauseous and a sudden need to cry.

The alarms of the temple made you jump again, and you quickly threw the covers off your body and changed, running out of your room towards the hanger as fast as you could. 

Some masters were already gathered there, including Obi-Wan and Anakin.

“Chancellor Palpatine has been located, we must take action now” Master Windu’s voice boomed and everyone agreed.

“It has been decided that Master Kenobi and Anakin should be the ones to engage on the rescue mission” you were just about to protest when Yoda’s look stopped you. 

“Anakin and I will get ready shortly” 

“May the force be with you” 

All the masters went to their positions, Obi-Wan and Anakin walked to their starfighters, you stopped Yoda calling his name. 

“What can’t I go master?” 

“Too personal this could turn for you and Dooku, I fear something bad can happen to you” 

“I understand” you answered with a nod “Excuse me master” 

You quickly ran towards Obi-Wan’s ship, he was not in yet. As soon as he heard your footsteps he turned around, a worried smile on his lips as you approached him.

“Are you ok?” His worried gaze scanned your whole body, his hand gently caressing your arm and you sighed.

“Yeah”

“Are you sure?” He asked again, deciding not to push you further when you nodded with your eyes closed.

“Please be careful” you voice was almost a whisper, “I will” he answers, jumping inside his star fighter.

You took a few steps back and he smirked down at you “Don’t miss me too much” 

You scoffed with a smile at his teasing tone “You wish Kenobi” 

He chuckles and with one last look he adds, “May the Force be with you” with a smile you look at him, his eyes holding a silent promise to come back to you.

 *

You could feel the battle raging just above Coruscant, silently pleading for Anakin and Obi-Wan to come back, knowing their task was everything but easy.

You huffed but kept a steady pace as you walked towards Padmé’s place. When you finally reached the door, you knocked slightly.

“Master L/N” C3PO greeted you, moving aside letting you in. Padme walked into the living room, a bright smile on her face as she saw you. A strong pull shook you and you approached her, kissing her cheek in greeting, your suspicions were erased.

You knew it was better not to say anything, your relationship with her wasn’t as close as your relationship with Anakin.

“I’m sorry I came unannounced” you said, following her and sitting down across from her in the couch “All this trouble has my mind swimming towards places I’d rather not go… I guess I just needed a friendly face” 

Her smile shone even more “Do not worry, I’m glad you’re here” she says, “I was just going to get me something warm to drink to ease my nerves, would you like some too?”

“Yes please” you answered.

“3PO, could you please?” 

“Right away” he walks away towards the kitchen and you turn you gaze back to Padme, eyeing quickly her belly already noticing a small bump, a warm feeling of happiness spread through you, the uncertainty of whom the father was not bothering you as much. You could feel her overflowing excitement and it made you feel happy for her.

Conversation between the two of you flowed easily, until the point she couldn’t keep her secret anymore.

“There’s something I must tell you” her smile gave her away and you waited for her to continue “I’m pregnant” she says with a small laugh and you smiled, standing up and sitting right beside her to hug her.

“Congratulations!” Placing a hand on her small bump you return her smile “Can I ask who the father is?” 

A brief panicked look covered her face, but it was away as soon as it had appeared, your hand on her belly made her calm somehow and she sighed.

“If I tell you… do you swear to keep it a secret?” She asked, her eyes looking everywhere but you.

“I swear” 

She swallows and looks down “Anakin” she says, her voice was so quiet you thought you had misheard, but you knew that was true, you could feel it.

She finally looks up at you, your saddened look catching her off guard. 

“What’s wrong?” She asks, panic lacing her voice slightly.

“I’m in a relationship with Obi-Wan” you said, her eyes widened momentarily and then she hugged you, tight.

You found comfort in each other’s embrace. Both of your heaviest secrets were out, and you somehow understood each other.

“Your secret is safe with me” she says, and you smile.

“Thank you, yours too” 

A sudden feeling of unease filled you and you pulled away from her.

“Are you ok?” She asks, standing up alongside you.

“Obi-Wan is in danger” you said, her hands grabbed yours.

“What about Ani?” She asks, but you couldn’t tell, everything felt… blurry. 

A sudden pain enveloped you and you feel to the ground, with your eyes closed, you finally knew what had happened.

You opened your eyes and looked at Padme’s worried eyes, she whipped off a few stray tears and you finally answered.

“Anakin killed Count Dooku” 

Padme helped you up and you sat back down next to her in the sofa, her hand was drawing comforting circles on you back as you cried.

“He was… he was my only family” you choked out “He was like a father to me” 

“What happened to your parents?” She asks, regretting it instantly, knowing it wasn’t the right time.

“My parents were like bounty hunters, my mom used to tell me they were merchants” a melancholic smile danced upon your lips and she waited for you to continue “Our ship crashed in Geonosis, and we lived there while my parents tried to make the ship work again… on day, they went out towards the hive and… they just never came back” 

“I’m so sorry to hear that” 

“Don’t worry” you smiled lightly “This is the only thing I have from them” you pulled out the small Ewok plush you recovered and handed it to her “And now I want you to have it” 

“I couldn’t possibly- “

“I insist” she finally grabs it “For you new baby… just now that I’ll always be here to help you and Ani, the little one included” she smiles

“Thank you so much”

“Master L/N, senator” a guard busted inside the room and you looked up “Master Kenobi, Anakin and the chancellor are back”

 *

As soon as you spot him, you run towards his open arms, he hugs you tight and you bite back your tears.

“I’m sorry about Dooku” he says, slowly pulling away from you to look at you face, he could already tell you had cried “Were you alone?” 

You shake your head “I was with Padme” 

“That’s a relief” he pushes back a strand of your hair behind your ear, looks around to make sure you are both alone before he drinks your face closer to kiss you. It’s short but passionate.

“I’m glad you’re back” you stroke his beard and his sighs at the feeling.

“You’ll have to thank Anakin” he says, and you laugh “Oh, I know” with a smirk on your lips you turn away and pull his hand, and you walk together towards the council room.

The meeting was brief, and to be honest you were eager for it to be over as soon as it started; but you still tried to listen intently at what Obi-Wan was saying, which was basically a detailed narration of his and Anakin’s mission. 

At last, it was over, the Jedi Masters were already walking out the chamber and you waited for it to be empty, Obi-Wan doing the same. As the last Masters remained he gestured for you to follow him, and you gladly did have a faint idea of where he was taking you.

The familiar door made you smirk, you opened the door and he quickly pushed you inside, pressing against the wall of the small supply closet. You laughed, but it was muffled by the pressure of his lips on yours. 

You pulled away with a breathy laugh “I feel like we’re padawans again” he laughs, stroking your face with his finger tenderly. He nuzzles his face against your neck and his warm breath washes over it making you moan slightly.

“I still can’t believe how fast time passes” you hum in agreement, feeling his lips kissing you neck, your hand reaches towards his hair, pulling slightly and he groans. Looking at you and closing the gap, kissing your lips hungrily.

The war seemed endless with each passing month, and your visions seemed to fade away with Obi-Wan’s presence, but it was still present in your mind. 

Even though Padme seemed calmed as her pregnancy advanced, you knew better, neither her nor Anakin seemed to feel calm at all, but you admired their determination.

You sigh deeply, enjoying the feeling of Obi-Wan’s fingers stroking your hair and bare back lightly. Maybe one day you could have the same with Obi-Wan.

“What’s on your mind darling?” his voice brought you back from your trance and you sighed contently, he was playing with your hair and you were drawing patterns on his chest with your thumb. You use your forearms as leverage and you look at him with a smile, kissing his nose.

His hand is still drawing patterns in your back, but he sits up too, positioning you in his lap. You nuzzle your face in his neck breathing in his scent and with a small kiss on the skin there you pull back, staring into his bright blue eyes that seemed to glow in the low light of his room.

You kept silent, enjoying this rare moment of intimacy and calmness that you so rarely had these past few months. The feeling of his hands in your back and sides, caressing slightly, his heartbeat slow and calm, his gaze soft and full of adoration, his hair slightly messy from your previous activities… 

For him, it was just the same, while he waited for your answer he just stares adoringly at you; enjoying the feeling of your bodies pressed together, and the glow you seemed to have as you stared back at him with the same look he had on his face. One of his hands came up to caress your face and you leaned into the touch, closing your eyes with a fond smile. No words were needed that moment, both of you could feel what the other was thinking and feeling.

“I love moments like this” you say in a whisper, he hums in approval and you open your eyes again. He kissed you, sweet and slow and you sigh, almost melting into him.

“Is that all?” He asks, but he knows that’s not all. You sigh.

“I’m really happy about Padme” you admit “But I…” you pause, regretting saying that in the first place, you could not tell Obi-Wan that Anakin was the father.

He sensed your unease “I know who the father is” he says, and your eyes widen for a second “I sensed it” 

You smile “I’m worried about them; I want to help them”

“I know darling” he pauses “But we must wait, if they need our help, I know they won’t hesitate to ask, they are both strong Y/N, we have to support them from afar” 

You nod, content knowing that the topic was finally out and there was nothing else to hide from him, except for your nightmares.

Silence engulfed the room once again; it was comfortable, and you felt warm. The war that was happening in that same moment seemed far away and nonexistent, and Obi-Wan and you were just lovers enjoying their time together.

“You know” he says, his voice deeper and softer “You just have to say one word and I’ll leave the order” as soon as that leaves his lips, he knows there’s no going back, but he doesn’t care anymore.

“Obi-Wan… you know I want to say yes” he smiles, but knows there’s going to be a but “But we cannot leave in the middle of the war… my heart cannot leave Padme and Anakin, though I yearn for a life like this with you” 

He smiled, he knew the answer and he was certain you knew he’s been thinking that way for a while, he just wanted to voice his thoughts to make them more present and stronger. 

He pulls you in for another kiss “Let’s talk again when the war is over”

*

You could feel the intense heat and anger all around you, your hands trembled but you couldn’t stop. Obi-Wan’s hurt eyes stared right into your yellow ones while you fought.

“Why can’t you understand this is for us!?” You screamed, gasping for air as you jumped out of his reach, he looks up, tears running freely down his cheeks and you heart clenched but there was no turning back now, you have made your choice.

He jumps towards you but doesn’t fight you, he’s trembling like you as he approaches you. You just stand there “What he promised you… it’s not real! This is not the way” you stay silent and he continues “Listen to me! We must escape, just like we said that night… but I just can’t, I belong with the light, just like you! Come back to me” he sobbed. Your grip on your saber tightened.

“I have no other choice” you say and pull your arms up and strike, your saber slashing through without trouble.

You open your eyes with a gasp, muffling your cries with your hands so that Obi-Wan first wake up. You try to fill your mind with other things to calm yourself but it’s too late, his hands circle your back as you cry. And though you feel guilty for waking him up you the unease in your heart leaves you as you feel him.

“It was just a nightmare” he whispers. 

“I’m sorry” you say as soon as your crying stopped, you turn to him. His silhouette shines with the small rays of dawn coming in from the window, your hand traces his neck and shoulder, stopping at his collarbone. Comfortable silence fills the room and you sigh.

“It almost time to get up, I should get going” he says after some time and you nod. He sits up in the edge and you hug him from behind, kissing his shoulder and nuzzling yourself on the back on his neck, his soft locks brushing against your cheek.

“Thank you” you let go and he stands, giving you a kiss on the forehead “See you later” you smile and nuzzle back into your bed, falling asleep again after the hiss of your door closing.

A few hours later you made your way towards the council room. The night Obi-Wan told you leave the order seemed to be ages ago. The war progressed, but it still seemed endless. 

Tension between the Jedi and the Chancellor grew with each passing day, and that worried almost everyone. You feared for Anakin and his relationship with Palpatine, something felt odd. Not only that, but you could also sense Padme distressed, you wondered why.

With a heavy feeling of unease, you finally reached the Council Room. You sit in your usual spot and look over at Obi-Wan who seems to be deep in thought. Anakin enters, the room is filled with some Jedi Masters and some holograms. Everyone is silent and the meeting starts.

“Anakin Skywalker, we have approved your appointment to the Council as the Chancellor's personal representative” Mace Windu starts and you pay close attention.

“I will do my best to uphold the principles of the Jedi Order” Anakin replies, seemingly pleased.

“Allow this appointment lightly, the Council does not. Disturbing is this move by Chancellor Palpatine” As Yoda says this, you slightly nod your head in agreement, everyone in the room seems to think the same.

“I understand”

“You are on this Council, but we do not grant you the rank of Master” Mace Windu finishes and you are tempted to close your eyes to avoid Anakin’s disappointed face, but you don’t and you only meet with anger.

“What?! How can you do this?? This is outrageous, it's unfair . . . I'm more powerful than any of you. How can you be on the Council and not be a Master?” 

Your unease only grew with his words, a calming presence invaded your mind and you locked eyes with Obi-Wan, you exhaled and tried to relax. Mace Windu orders Anakin to sit and he does with an apology. Everyone else in the room seemed to be uncomfortable until Ki-Adi-mundi broke the silence.

” We have surveyed all systems in the Republic, and have found no sign of General Grievous” 

“Hiding in the Outer Rim, Grievous is. The outlying systems, you must sweep” Master Yoda says.

“It may take some time . . . we do not have many ships to spare” Obi-Wan says, his hand stroking his beard.

“We cannot take ships from the front line” Mace Windu answers.

“And yet, it would be fatal for us to allow the droid armies to regroup” 

“Master Kenobi” Yoda starts, “Our spies contact, you must, and then wait” 

“What about the droid attack on the Wookiees?” Ki-Adi-mundi asks. You’ve been silent the whole meeting at that worries Obi-Wan, you usually have something to say.

“It is critical, we must send an attack group there, immediately” Master Widu says.

“He's right, that is a system we cannot afford to lose. It's the main navigation route for the southwestern quadrant” Obi-Wan’s answers brings concern to everyone in the room.

“I know that system well. It would take us little time to drive the droids off that planet” Anakin suggests,

“Skywalker, your assignment is here with the Chancellor, and Kenobi must find General Grievous” Mace Windu answers and for the first time you decide to talk

“I want to be a part of that group Master Windu” And now Obi-Wan wishes you had stayed silent until the end of the meeting. You stare is fierce as you look at the other Jedi Masters.

“Go with her, I will” Master Yoda says looking at you “Good relations with the Wookiees, I have”

“It is settled then. Yoda and Y/N will take a battalion of clones to reinforce the Wookiees on Kashyyyk. May the Force be with us all”

The Council ends, you could sense and see Anakin’s disappointment.

*

In the distance you could see Obi-Wan and Anakin talking, and it seemed something serious and unpleasant for Anakin, you knew they were talking about the mission the Council had for Anakin. Obi-Wan had told you of the plan, and though at first you were uncertain you agreed with the rest, the Chancellor’s actions were suspicious, but you also feared Anakin would refuse. It was a risky situation, but then again, that’s how war worked.

As soon as you saw Anakin walking away you made your way towards Obi-Wan.

“We don’t have much time” you whisper and grab his hand, he follows, and you enter an empty classroom, closing the door and locking it behind you. Anakin could feel something weird in the air surrounding you and Obi-Wan, so he decides to follow secretly behind. When the door closes, he pressed his ear to try and listen.

“Are you ok?” he hears Obi-Wan, there’s no reply from you but he keeps listening.

“The war is not my only worry Obi-Wan” he hears you and then silence, there’s a small smacking sound and with surprise he realizes you are kissing. He moves slowly away from the door, though he wanted to listen more about the topic you were discussing he sympathized with the feeling of secrecy, so he walked away.

*

You, Yoda, Mace Windu, and OBI-WAN ride in the gunship as it heads for the Clone landing platform. Mace and Obi-Wan are sitting.

“Anakin did not take to his assignment with much enthusiasm” Obi-Wan starts.

“Too much under the sway of the Chancellor, he is. Much anger there is in him. Too much pride in his powers”

“It's very dangerous, putting them together. I don't think the boy can handle it. I don't trust him”

“He'll be all right. I trust him with my life” At this unease filled your senses, you knew something was not right, but you still had no idea what. 

“I wish I did” Mace Windu answers.

“With all due respect, Master, is he not the Chosen One? Is he not to destroy the Sith and bring balance to the Force?” Obi-Wan’s answers throws you off guard, but you could faintly hear the pain in his voice, he still believed fiercely in what Qui-Gon said all those years ago.

“So, the prophecy says”

“A prophecy . . . that misread could have been” You knew that was a possibility too, but Obi-Wan would not see it.

“He will not let me down. He never has” You look at Obi-Wan, and he glances shortly at you.

“I hope right you are” Yoda says, closing that topic “And now destroy the Droid armies on Kashyyyk, we will. May the Force be with you”

The gunship lands and the ramp lowers. Yoda and you exit the gunship. Mace Windu and Obi-Wan stand and give you a brief bow then take off in the gunship, you noticed Obi-Wan’s fearful stare before he was out of your sight.

*

Yoda and various Jedi speak via hologram. You stay right at his side.

“Palpatine thinks General Grievous is on Utapau. We have had no reports of this from our agents” Ki-Adi-Mundi states.

“How could the Chancellor have come by this information and we know nothing about it? We have had contact with Baron Papanoida, and he said no one was there.”

“He’s right, it seems odd, could it be some kind of trap?” you say.

“A partial message was intercepted in a diplomatic packet from the Chairman of Utapau” Anakin interrupts.

“Act on this, we must. The capture of General Grievous will end this war. Quickly and decisively we should proceed” Yoda says, ignoring Mace Windu’s statement.

“Does everyone agree?” Obi-Wan asks.

All the Jedi concur.

“The Chancellor has requested that I lead the campaign”

They all look at Anakin a bit disturbed.

“I’m sorry Ani, but The Council will make up its own mind who is to go, not the Chancellor” you say taken off guard.

“Yes, this decision is ours to make” Ki-Adi-Mundi agrees.

Anakin seems embarrassed and stays silent.

“A Master is needed, with more experience” Yoda says but you already know who´s apt for that mission, your heart aches with worry.

“Given our resources, I recommend we send only one Jedi . . . Master Kenobi” Mace Windu says.

“He was not so successful the last time he met Grievous” Anakin says, and you frown. 

Obi-Wan and you send Anakin a dirty look and he seems unfaced by the stares.

“No offense, my Master, but I'm only stating a fact” he continues but the frown does not leave your face.

“Oh no, you're quite right” Obi-Wan responds “But I do have the most experience with his ways of combat” 

“Obi-Wan, my choice is” Yoda says and everyone else agrees.

“Very well. Council is adjourned” Mace Windu says. You look at Anakin’s hologram, he’s furious.

“Obi-Wan” Mace Windu continues “Prepare two clone brigades as quickly as you can. If this report is true, there's no telling how many battle droids he may have with him” 

Obi-Wan and you look at each other, no need for words, but the both you know what that means. The Council ends and the holograms disappear.

Yoda stands up from his chair and looks briefly at the sad look in your face, he walks forward towards one of the clones “Then now, the time is Commander” he says.

“Yes, sir”

The battle begins.

“Master” you say, Yoda looks at you and turns around fully facing you “I can sense something big is coming, but I still don’t know if it is something good or bad”

He thinks for a few seconds “Your mind is drifting further away, worry for what is happening, the future uncertain and foggy for everyone is” You nod and walk to the empty spot behind, looking down at the raging battle underneath.

*

The day seems grey and uneasy, but the battle still goes. You could feel Obi-Wan troubled, but you could do nothing. Suddenly a throbbing pain passed through your head and you look at Master Yoda. He had felt the disturbance in the Force too.

Worry etched in your bones and you closed your eyes, controlling your fear.

*

The battle rages all around Obi-Wan. Droids and clones are everywhere. Obi-Wan is riding on a huge lizard, cutting down droids as he races across the battlefield. Suddenly a volley of laser blasts from behind him knocks him and his lizard off the wall of the sinkhole. He looks around just in time to see his clone troops are firing on him.

Obi-Wan falls hundreds of feet to the bottom of the water-filled sinkhole. And when he finally hits the cold water, he sees your face before losing consciousness. 

*

A sudden pain fills your chest and you grip it tightly, trying to figure out what happened while Yoda and you watch from the balcony. The battle rages as clones and wookiees attack the droids coming from across the water on tanks. Chewbacca and Tarful stand on either side of you and Yoda, Chewbacca places his hand on your shoulder to try and steady you. Two clones walk onto the balcony towards you. Yoda stands looking over the battlefield below. When they are close enough, the clones reveal their weapons and fire.

But faster than the clones can reveal their weapons, you and Yoda ignite your lightsabers, Yoda leaps in the air, and beheads one of them. Chewbacca and Tarful fire their weapons as more clones enter the hall. 

“Master did you hear. It was like a thousand voices were suddenly silenced” you say in fear and he hums in response. The Wookiees call out to you and Yoda to follow them. Chewbacca picks Yoda up and carries him away, you follow fast behind them adrenaline coursing through your veins, as you try to look for Obi-Wan through the force.

With Chewbacca’s help, you manage to find an AT-ST and quickly climb inside, waiting for Yoda.

“Not far, are we, from the emergency ship. Quickly…” He whistles and a large flying insect appears. Yoda jumps on the insect's back and they take off. The Wookiees and you follow on the AT-ST while the clones continue to search in the swamp.

The AT-ST marches up the hill and stops. You jump down and Yoda lands on the insect nearby. Chewbacca goes to a tree and pulls a branch, the ground opens, and a small wookiee escape pod rises into the field. Yoda opens the door of the pod.

“Master I can’t sense anyone, not even Obi-Wan” you voice breaks and a few tears escape your eyes, he sighs but says nothing. He is sad too as he stares at you, and you seem utterly broken. 

“To go back we must, right nothing is” he then turns around to look at the wookiees “Good-bye. Chewbacca and Tarfful, miss you I will. Good friends you are. For your help, much gratitude and respect, I have”

The Wookiees bark as the Yoda climbs into the pod and you watch his pod take off into the dusk sky.

*

Obi-Wan wakes up quickly, swimming towards a cave. Once save he tries to catch his breath as quietly as possible while he watches clones looking around probably for him. Once it was clear he makes his way out of the cave and onto General Grievous's secret landing platform. He runs to the Starfighter and climbs into the one-man ship. The Starfighter takes off and disappears into the sky. He is worried afraid, he can't feel anything, the disturbance was too powerful, his hands are trembling as he thinks the worst has happened to you.

Once he is away, he activates the controls of the Starfighter and punches in several coordinates and codes. He hears a beeping sound and once it is steady, he starts talking.

“Emergency Code Nine Thirteen ... I have no contact on any frequency. Are there any Jedi out there? . . . anywhere . . . “he’s desperate, hoping you’d answer back and stop with this nightmare.

A burst of static is heard- and a fuzzy hologram image appears. He hears someone calling his name and for a second, he thinks it is you.

“I’ve locked on. Repeat” his reply is quick. The fuzzy hologram focuses and with disappointment and relief he notices it is Bail Organa.

“Master Kenobi?” Bail Organa repeats.

“Senator Organa! My Clone Troops turned on me ... I need help” he is desperate now as he answers his voice almost breaking with each word that leaves his mouth.

“We have just rescued Master Yoda and Master Y/N. It appears this ambush has happened everywhere. We're sending you our coordinates” as soon as he hears this, his throat turns dry and when the call ends, he finally lets the tears fall freely, the Starfighter is filled with sobs as he cries from relief.

The door to the main hallway slides open and as soon as you see him you run towards him, jumping into his arms and kissing him fiercely, he catches you and kisses you back just as strong, pulling you as closer as he could, ignoring the other two in the room, the only thing that mattered to him in that moment was the feeling of you safe in his arms. Once you pull back he grabs your face in his hands with force but not enough to hurt you, your face is wet and your eyes are red, but there’s no trace of any injury and he feels life coming back into his soul.

Yoda and Bail Organa just watch, Bail in amazement and Yoda in fondness. 

Bail clears his throat and says: “You made it” he looks away from you but holds your arm tightly

“Master Kenobi, dark times are these. Good to see you. it is” Yoda says.

“You were attacked by your Clones, also?” Obi-Wan says and walks closer to them not letting go of you.

“We barely escaped with the help of the Wookiees,” you say.

“How many other Jedi managed to survive?” he asks, afraid of the answer.

“Heard from no one, have we” Yoda says and there’s a brief silence.

“I saw thousands of troops attack the Jedi Temple. That's why I went looking for Yoda” Bail Organa breaks the silence and all the attention turns to him.

“Have we had any contact from the Temple?” asks Obi-Wan.

“Received a coded retreat message, we have” Yoda says with a nod.

“It requests all Jedi to return to the Temple. It says that the war is over . . .” you resume.

“Well, then we must go back! If there are other stragglers, they will fall into the trap and be killed” Obi-Wan exclaims with hope in his voice.

“It's too dangerous to return” Bail Organa looks at him, the tree of you know it is a trap.

“Suggest dismantling the coded signal, do you?” Yoda asks.

“Yes, Master. There is too much at stake here, and we need a clearer picture of what has happened” Obi-Wan seems slightly eager with this reply.

“I agree. In a dark place we find ourselves ... a little more knowledge might light our way” Yoda finishes and Obi-Wan feels your uncertainty and he squeeze your hand reassuringly. 

In no time you are inside a cruiser with Bail, Yoda and Obi-Wan. You are standing in the cockpit while the cruiser made its way towards Coruscant. Two pilots sit in the cockpit. The silence is tense but feeling Obi-Wan`s shoulder next to you calms your nerves slightly.

“We are receiving a message from the Chancellor’s office, sir” One of the pilots says and you turn your head towards them.

“Send it through” Bail orders. The pilot pushes some buttons until the message appears on the screen, everyone pays attention when Mas Amedda starts talking “Senator Organa . . . the Supreme Chancellor of the Republic requests your presence at a special session of Congress”

“Tell the Chancellor I will be there” his answer is stern “Very well. He will be expecting you” with that, Mas Amedda disappears from the screen.

“It could be a trap” Bail says “No, I don't think so. The Chancellor will not be able to control the thousands of star systems without keeping the Senate intact” you answer but still you remain deep in thought.

“If a special session of Congress there is, easier for us to enter the Jedi Temple it will be” Yoda replies and once again the ship falls into silence.

The ship lands and the doors open, a guard is there when the whole group steps out.

“Welcome back Senator, may I see your clearance” the guard says “Certainly” he shows him and with a nod the guard says: “You may proceed, we will take custody of the Jedi”

“It would be better if we stayed with the Senator” Obi-Wan uses his mind trick and you smile, he smirks lightly “It would be better if they stayed with you”

Bail makes his way towards the Senate and you, Yoda and Obi-Wan walk towards the temple.

There was smoke coming out from the Temple’s entrance, your heart was racing. Clone troopers stand guard at the entrance. Suddenly there is a flash of a lightsaber, a flurry of confusion, and all the Clone Troopers are dead on the floor. The tree of you stand in the middle of the carnage.

“There are several battalions of Clone Troopers on every level. Many are dressed as Jedi” Obi-Wan observes and you analyze carefully your surroundings “Dismantle the coded signal quickly. That group back there, soon discovered will be”

The sun is setting outside as you make your way through the temple avoiding the clone troopers and using the force to distract whenever you could. You keep going, making no sound, when you stumble with the bodies of some students. Your blood runs cold and your breath hitches. 

“Not even younglings survived…” you finally manage to say swallowing tears, Obi-Wan looks sadly at them.

“Killed not by clones, this Padawan. By a lightsaber, he was”

“Who?? Who could have done this?” Disbelief was evident in Obi-Wan’s voice and you resisted the urge to throw up.

You finally reach the computers, you stand there next to Obi-Wan while Yoda looks on, in the hatchway to the Main Control Center “I've recalibrated the code warning all surviving Jedi to stay away” you say looking away from the screen “Good . . . For the Clones to discover the recalibration, a long time it will take. To change it back, longer still. Hurry” Obi-Wan and you follow Yoda towards to the Main Control Center and the three of you head towards the hologram area.

“Wait, Master. There is something I must know . . .” you stop walking, Yoda looks at Obi-Wan “If into the security recordings you go, only pain will you find” he replies, dread fills your whole being as you imagine who could the killer could be.

“I must know the truth, Master” Obi-Wan walks away, and you almost stop him, but a part of you wants to know too even though the answer scares you, so you just watch him walk towards the panel, he flips some switches and the hologram starts. You gasp it was Anakin he slaughtered all the Jedi, including the younglings. 

“It can’t be… It can’t be” you could hear Obi-Wan’s heart breaking in his voice, and you’re with him. Even Yoda was surprised.

As Anakin surveys the carnage, a dark robed Sith Lord enters. Anakin turns towards him and kneels before him “The traitors have been taken care of, Lord Sidious” Anakin says.

“Good . . . good . . . You have done well, my new apprentice. Do you feel your power growing?” Darth Sidious says, malice lacing his voice. “Yes, My Master”

“Now, Lord Vader, now go and bring peace to the Empire”

Obi-Wan watches is horror and dismay, you can see tears welling up in his eyes and you reach for him, placing your hand in his shoulders, he’s too shocked to react “I can’t watch any more” he switches off the hologram, silence falls around you like a veil.

“Destroy the Sith, we must”

“Send me to kill the Emperor. I will not kill Anakin” Obi-Wan is trembling as he speaks “To fight this Lord Sidious, strong enough, you are not” you close your eyes, trying to seek a way to help them “He is like my brother ... I cannot do it” Obi-Wan lowers his voice, and you would’ve done it for him, but deep down, you could feel that was not your fight. Obi-Wan looks at you and as soon as you gaze meet, his path is clear.

“Twisted by the dark side, young Skywalker has become. The boy you trained; gone he is . . . Consumed by Darth Vader” 

“How could it have come to this?” you say, your voice barely a whisper “To question, no time there is”

“I do not know where the Emperor has sent him. I don't know where to look” he admits “Use your feelings, Obi-Wan, and find him, you will. Visit the new Emperor, my task is. May the Force be with you”

“May the Force be with you, Master Yoda”

Obi-Wan turns to you and grabs your face, looking directly to your eyes, his gaze was so intense you swore he could see you soul, “Go look for Bail Organa and stay somewhere safe you hear me” You’ve never heard such desperation in his voice, you nodded with wide eyes “Promise me you’ll stay out of trouble” he presses, voice slightly raised “I promise” you say, he seemed satisfied with your earnest tone. He kisses you and walks away, looking back at you for a second. You could do nothing but stare.

Your legs find their strength in seconds, and you quickly make your way towards the cruisier. Once inside you search for a good hiding place until Bail Organa returns.

Not much time passes, and you are sitting there with him, trying to conceal your urge to go look for Obi-Wan. You could feel the anger and betrayal in the Force, nothing good will come from this. Bail notices your anxiousness but says nothing, he knows there’s nothing to say.

“Something’s not right” you stand “I have to go” Bail stands too “I don’t think that’s a good idea” you ignore him, preparing a small escaping pod, Bail does nothing to stop you.

At first, it’s hard to find Obi-Wan but when you do, you quickly press the coordinates towards Mustafar. Sadness, betrayal and anger feel stronger when you land, they are so heavy you can almost walk but you gather strength and make your way towards a ship. 

Padme is unconscious and you rush to help her, C-3PO walk out of the ship and raises his arms when he sees you “I am so glad you are here Master L/N” he exclaims, you pick Padme up and walk inside the ship, C-3PO following close behind. You place Padme safely on top of a small bed.

“Was Obi-Wan here?” you ask sitting down close to Padme, worry etched in your face “Master Kenobi went away fighting with Master Skywalker” you sigh “I am sure he’ll be back, let’s just wait for him” he suggests and you nod.

Footsteps are heard outside and you stand, ready for battle, C-3PO walks out and exclaims “Master Kenobi! We have Miss Padme on board. Please, please hurry. We should leave this dreadful place” You place your lightsaber back in its holder in relief. Your heart shatters when you see him, he is completely broken, defeated in heart but not in battle, he hugs you tight, and the you pull away to start the ship.

Obi-Wan walks towards Padme to check on her “Obi-Wan? Is Anakin alright?” he looks at her sadly and does not answer. He brushes her hair back and she drops back into unconsciousness. R2 watches over her. Obi-Wan walks towards you, you open your arms and defeated he holds you, crying silently.  C-3PO drives the ship.

*

The ship lands, Yoda and Bail Organa with a small crew are waiting as the ramp lowers, Obi-Wan walks out holding Padme up, With C-3PO, R2 and you close behind. 

“We’ll take her to the medical center quickly”

Obi-Wan and a medical droid enter the observation room where you, Bail and Yoda are waiting “Medically, she is completely healthy. For reasons we can't explain, we are losing her” the droid informs with a slight wave of his robotic hands “She’s dying?” you say “We don't know why. She has lost the will to live. We need to operate quickly if we are to save the babies”

“Babies!?” Bail exclaims “She’s carrying twins” 

“Save them, we must. They are our last hope” you watch the droid run back to the delivery room and you cry into your hands. Once you are calm, you enter the room with Obi-Wan, you hold her hand as she goes into labor “Don’t give up Padme” you whisper loud enough for her to hear.  Padme winces and cries from pain, you never let go of her hand. Baby cries fill the room and you look away “It’s a boy” the medical droid is holding the baby.

“Luke” Padme an only offer up a faint smile. She struggles to touch the baby on the forehead before gasping and crying in pain again, another baby cries “And a girl” says the medical droid.

“Leia” she says you smile. Obi-Wan walks closer to Padme “You have twins, Padme They need you . . . hang on”

“I can’t” she says. Padme winces again and squeezes your hand. You notice she is holding Anakin's japor snippet “Save your energy” you tell her.

“Obi-Wan . . . there . . . is good in him. I know there is ... still . . .” there's a last gasp and she’s gone, a shadow falls over your face, you are still holding her hand.

*

You sit with Bail, Yoda and Obi-Wan in a conference room “Pregnant, she must still appear. Hidden, safe, the children must be kept”

“We must take them somewhere the Sith will not sense their presence” you suggest “Split up, they should be” Yoda answers in agreement.

“My wife and I will take the girl. We've always talked of adopting a baby girl. She will be loved with us” Bail says and you smile at him “And what about the boy” Obi-Wan speaks

“To Tatooine. To his family, send him” 

“I will take the child and watch over him. Master Yoda, do you think Anakin's twins will be able to defeat Darth Sidious?” Obi-Wan answers.

“Strong the Force runs, in the Skywalker line. Hope, we can . . . Done, it is. Until the time is right, disappear we will”

“I’ll go with Obi-Wan, Master” you rush in, Yoda looks at you with sadness in his eyes “Protect the girl, you must, stay with them better will be” You stand in sad silence, Obi-Wan does the same.

“I don’t see any harm if you stay for a while with Master Kenobi in Tatooine” says Bail “As long as you come back to us”

“Agree we all do” you sigh in relief, Bail walks out of the room, he tells you to follow and you do. Yoda and Obi-Wan stay in the room, talking.

One of the crew that welcomed you approaches you, holding something in his hand “We found this with some of her stuff inside the ship” you look at his hand, it was your ewok plush, you take it from his hand and thank him. The guy walks away and you look at Bail, sadness adorning your features. 

“It was meant to be for the baby” you say, looking at the small toy “Take it for Leia” he smiles “Why don’t you give it yourself when the time comes?” he pushes your hand towards you and you smile slightly.

*

You ride beside Obi-Wan towards the farm, baby Luke silently sleeping in your arms. Obi-Wan looks at you, and a fond memory flashes over his mind, he wishes things could be like the both of you dreamed back then, his smile turns sad. When you arrive, Obi-Wan jumps down first and walks towards you, you hand him Luke and jump down Aunt Beru greets you as soon as you approach her. You talk with her for a moment, Obi-Wan hands her Luke and you watch her walk away with him in his arms. 

Obi-Wan and you walk back towards your eopie, but before you hop on, you walk towards him, taking his hand and stroking it lovingly with your thumb. He smiles sadly at you and kisses your forehead, his arm wraps around, and you sigh, the both of you stare at the sunset in silence. The sky is almost dark, specks of starlight already twinkling brightly above, it feels like ages ago when you’d fly around the galaxy, helping others, dying to get back to him. 

You treasure the moment for a bit, enjoying his embrace. You knew you’ll have to leave him soon, but you also knew that the Force carried infinite possibilities, you had faith you’ll be able to hold him forever.

He turns you around and you smile softly at him, he kisses you sweetly and says:

“Let’s go home”

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