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(Darth) Maul ([personal profile] survivalthroughhate) wrote in [community profile] deercountry2022-07-06 08:15 pm

July Catch-All! (Open and Closed Starters)

Who: [personal profile] survivalthroughhate Darth Maul and you!
What: Maul has a rough July
When: Starting the second week of July and going through to the end
Where: All over Trench

Content Warnings: Madness and disassociation of the sort found in this canon clip, cannibalism, body horror, forming a blood bond under outside influences in a pre-established relationship, self-harm, more added as necessary
imaglyphwitch: (can't quite place it)

[personal profile] imaglyphwitch 2022-07-07 05:13 am (UTC)(link)
[Luz had somehow foolishly thought that the early month of July would be the worst. Enough things had happened lately that she said to herself do you really want to do this? Invite MORE bad things to happen, pursue more pain? Go stay with Lexi and have yourself another free month! It was tempting.

But once she heard the descriptions of what had been in the dark, caught in glimpses, there was no way that Luz could stay put. There were good people in pain this month, and even if some people weren't so good, they still needed help. So Luz rebandaged herself, got on her staff, and whisked off to find whatever was creeping in those shadows.

It took a few hours, comparing and contrasting leads, figuring out where the creature might be last, but after some more leads, Luz inevitably came upon the spider creature. She approached calmly, wanting to make sure she could slap down a few glyphs if any hunter came barreling over. For now, the creature had its back to Luz, so she could only approach it as benignly as she could.

"Hello? Spider creature? Do you...need help?"
imaglyphwitch: (HUH?)

Re: cw: cannibalism

[personal profile] imaglyphwitch 2022-07-07 02:17 pm (UTC)(link)
Luz was startled by the creature, and then her heart sunk once she realized she knew who it was too: the eyes and the face were unmistakable. It was Darth Maul, though what had happened to him Luz couldn't plainly say. Something had transformed him, that was for certain, and if she wanted to stay unscathed, she was going to have to approach him as gently as she could.

Which was, to say, MORE gently, as Luz wasn't exactly racing out to confront him.

"Maul? Darth Maul? It's me, Luz. Your friend. Do you recognize me?"
no_reload: (Reaper - My oh shit face)

[personal profile] no_reload 2022-07-07 03:37 pm (UTC)(link)
Reaper had understood the mission, and he had expected that he and the Reckoning would get along perfectly well. Everything he did had a taint of revenge on it, justified or not. He had hunted down Willow for killing Maul. He had intervened with Maul's Jedi puppy. He had even been a nice guy and tried to set Ahiru up on dates. There were other details not particularly worth thinking about.

When Maul had been completely corrupted, he had played to the sidelines. He didn't have the abilities to pull the younger man out of such a state, and the reason for Maul's corruption hit very close to home. It would put him at risk of falling to corruption again, and that would be of no help to anyone. He had to temper the urge to storm in and drag Maul back out, aware it would take a gentler touch than he had in watching his lover be an absolute loon.

The whole situation was made worse by the deepening of his possessiveness of Maul. While he might not outwardly show it, the taint of possessiveness had always been there. His feelings for the Zabrak still ran deep despite their mishaps the last few months, some matters still not worked out, but right now? It didn't seem to matter to him at all.

At the invitation near the end of the month, he gave in without a fight. He arrived without a word and hugged Maul with a near bone-crushing wrap of his arms, and allowed them both to settle on the couch. The closeness only fed into his deep twisted love for Maul; they had always been passionate hard-edged men, but they were loyal. They loved like they hated: soul-consuming.

His clawed fingers traced long Maul's tattoos where he lay on top of the Zabrak, he made a lazy noise of acknowledgement. Of course, he couldn't let Maul get off too easily. "I expect that hurt, so maybe you should stop. You know I don't like to see you in pain unless I'm inflicting it."
opress: (pic#14587913)

[personal profile] opress 2022-07-07 03:53 pm (UTC)(link)
Savage had died. Again. It was as shocking then as it had been the first time, especially given that his death had come at the hands of Willow of all people. She shouldn't have been a difficult opponent given her peaceful nature, but the corruption had twisted her and he hadn't been strong enough against her magic.

He had failed Maul. Again.

He had awoken alone on the edge on the beach, though how much time had passed he couldn't say. The multilayered and multifaceted bond he shared with Maul was alight with twisted manic emotions, and at first, he was too disoriented from coming back to life to shut down their link. Maul's emotions overwhelmed him, driving him towards the edge of madness.

So he had fled into the caves of the Farther Shores for weeks until the bond between them settled. He had survived until he was delirious then made his way back to their shared territory where he promptly collapsed into a dreamless, emotionless sleep. For all intensive purposes, he dreamed so deeply as to potentially be considered dead still.

Yet, he was startled awake by the bellowing of his name then the yowl, which immediately identified the individual in question as a Nightbrother. He rolled out of the corner of the room he had curled up in, stumbling to his feet and howled a return call. He slammed into a wall in his half-awake disorientation and appeared in the doorway to catch sight of Maul.

"...brother..." His skin was littered with healing scabs from where he had racked himself over the sharp rocks and barnacles on the beach, and he had a fresh scar where he had taken the fatal blow. He was stricken how bad Maul looked, and the empathetic link between them was raw from both sides. "I'm sorry I failed you again..."
no_reload: (Reaper - Bang)

[personal profile] no_reload 2022-07-08 11:17 pm (UTC)(link)
He made a feigned wounded 'ah' sound for each of the bites that he was forced to endure, squirming a little on top of Maul without actually making a single motion to leave the area of further assault. He shivered and then snorted at the threat. "No you won't. We haven't snuggled like this in awhile, and you won't give it up for a minor insult." And yes, he'd just smoke his way back in if he was actually tossed.

He lifted his head a little at the mention of Maul's logic, frowning as he considered the disapproval. He had been feeling it himself. Sleepers in general disapproved of himself and Maul, and they were a potent couple together. Monsters together and all that. "I won't let that happen," he growled, gripping Maul's upper arms tightly. "We been together too long and fought too hard to stay that way."

Agitated by the thought of losing the most important person to him, he leaned down to bite Maul's neck in return. "I'll kill anyone that tries." Heated possessiveness was full on his tone.
no_reload: (Reaper - My oh shit face)

[personal profile] no_reload 2022-07-09 02:13 pm (UTC)(link)
"Is that so? Well, I can definitely come up with a major insult on you to test that theory." He needled Maul verbally while biting his lover's neck and then added a soft kiss as if to make up for the 'insult' to skin. His fingers massaged those arms where he held them, and he nestled in with no plans on going anywhere. Things had been tough, but it was nothing they couldn't handle as proven right now, right here.

"I welcome them to try," he hissed through clenched teeth. He had an arsenal of shotguns to correct the issue. It annoyed him greatly that Sleepers would meddle in their life like that; did they not think how much worse this place would be if he and Maul were not together? The logic of them not deserving any happiness was sound and resonated with him. "I won't let you go. You and I have endure the loneliness before, and if anyone tries to take what we have, I'll burn this place to the ground." And the Reckoning would let him have such revenge.

Now that Maul had successfully worked him up, his red eyes stared at his lover's face for a long moment before shifting to Maul's left hand. No, surely Maul would never go for it; surely he'd never go for it after the promise he made to himself after Maria. So, there was only one logical solution in his mind right now. "Murder?"
opress: (pic#14587910)

[personal profile] opress 2022-07-09 02:23 pm (UTC)(link)
The moment Maul's arms were around him, his own mismatched arms snaked around his elder brother, and he hugged Maul desperately. His grip was weaker than it could be for a multitude of reasons, but it was still unrelenting as he felt the solid weight of his brother against his chest.

"No, no not dead. Not right now, but..." he trailed off, failing to express the thoughts running through his head. He had survived so long in Deerington and in Trench, but when he had died, he had thought for a split moment he had heard that old man's mocking laugh. Maybe it had been Willow's laugh, but even thinking about it now sent a chill down his spine.

Death was a constant threat for a Nightbrother, but to die, come back, die again felt like a denial of the Fanged God. Reasonably he knew that wasn't true, but right now, sleep deprived, hungry, worried and assaulted by the varied emotions they both had traveling back and forth in their links meant he wasn't that reasonable. There would be no seat at the table for him....

He picked Maul up, dragging his brother to their shared bedroom until he could tuck them both into the deepest corner of the room. He bowed his head over Maul's, careful of his brother's crown of horns and clung to the elder Zabrak. He was a mess of emotions himself, despite his exterior being stoic.

"You escaped?" His death meant Maul had slipped away, survived as his brother always had before.
imaglyphwitch: (choked up)

Re: cw: self-harm

[personal profile] imaglyphwitch 2022-07-09 04:00 pm (UTC)(link)
"Wait, stop! You don't have to hurt yourself!"

Luz was more than a little alarmed. She had NEVER seen Darth Maul this way, and she had seen him in a LOT of different ways. She had no idea what had even caused this, as the month was still just underway and she was only now starting to go out more to try and see what had happened in her absence.

Clearly something BIG.

"Darth Maul, it's me, Luz! Who's trapping you away? I'm trying to help! I don't mean you any harm, I promise!"
fogsong: (30)

[personal profile] fogsong 2022-07-12 10:03 pm (UTC)(link)
Sharon overhears the rumors of something odd roaming the streets and the sewers and she doesn't think much of it at first. Trench is full of the odd and the abnormal and this month seems to have bred more of it than usual. It's not until she overhears someone who swears up and down they'd gotten a good view of the creature that it really catches Sharon's attention. Red and black and horns and legs. She tells herself that it's unlikely to be Maul, though she hasn't seen her teacher for some time now, and can't quite stop the nagging feeling in the back of her mind.

It doesn't take long before she decides to hunt down the rumor if only to just put it to rest in her mind.

She narrows down the possible locations quickly and heads out one night, towards one of the areas it had been recently spotted. It's a seedier, messier area of the city that she rarely visits but there's a sewer entrance nearby. She searches for several hours and nearly gives up when she hears his voice. He speaks of revenge and she immediately knows it's him.

She follows the sound, one hand hovering above the gun on her hip, and calls out when she's close enough, "Maul? Maul, it's Sharon." In the shadows, it's hard to see him but she doesn't dare use her powers to light the area up in case it frightens him away. Or worse, angers him.
threelayers: (14)

[personal profile] threelayers 2022-07-13 04:18 am (UTC)(link)
So, she was out patrolling the streets. This was about the time that Anna had come back from the dead and she was deeply infected with the 'good.' It wasn't a remotely helpful state of mind to be in to avoid serious problems. So, she was definitely out there in force to try and keep the streets safe. Corruption was rampant, after all.

One look at him, and she was stunned, shocked at the sight of him, frowning. No, she didn't recognize 'what' he was, but there was enough in that monstrosity to know this was Maul. But he wasn't assaulting immediately. That was important. She stopped as soon as he made a defensive gesture towards what clearly... well, she could tell that one had died a while ago, so it wasn't his kill at least.

She frowned and raised a hand to try and ward off fear. Could she help him?

(OOC: I'm open to just making this a painful, futile gesture since she's got her own problems this month, but it seemed fitting that she at least try. If you've got additional ideas, go ahead and let me know.)
opress: (pic#14587926)

[personal profile] opress 2022-07-17 04:47 pm (UTC)(link)
He made a noise in his throat when told that his brother had been tortured and killed. Willow had done that to his brother, so similar to how his brother's Master had done so. The pain and anguish at Maul enduring such a thing was nearly obliterated by the hot wave of fury that spread throughout his body and through their link. Once stoked, his anger had always been unreasonable and burned as hot as a star.

He hugged Maul even tighter to his bare chest, extending his legs enough to get them to be around the space to draw his brother in physically in a protective gesture. Perhaps a little like when he was so much bigger than Feral and hugged his brother in to keep him safe from the harms and harshness of Nightbrother life.

"I'll kill them both," he said softly, like a whisper of a promise. Fueled by the heat of his anger and the natural need for vengeance that always came off of Maul, it was easy to commit fully in such a moment. "I'll start with revenge, my brother."

They had become complacent, hadn't they? This place was nothing like Dathomir, nothing like the adventures they had undertaken across the galaxy for Maul's revenge. It was relatively safe and afforded them the kind of interactions with other species that they had been mostly denied all their lives.

"We both failed. When we traveled together, we were never so weak as to let other people offer something forbidden." Happiness. Acceptance beyond their species. Friendship. Love.
no_reload: (Reyes - Blacked out)

[personal profile] no_reload 2022-07-17 05:26 pm (UTC)(link)
"Please, as if being all wet will stop me from getting in," he remarked with roll of his eyes. Even if he couldn't smoke in, Reaper had taken apart full on buildings with his physical strength alone. He expected Maul realized that fact, but they could back and forth the threat anyway.

In his current mood, he would commit to murder anyone that stood in the way of what they had or even someone that made it clear that they questioned their relationship. Maul was the best thing to happen to him in a very, very long time, and them making it work beyond a year was basically forever in his current mindset. "No, the ocean is a place of refuge. Let their corpses never touch the water to return to this place. Spread their ashes in the deepest, darkest cave..." he purred that, stroking his hands possessively down his lover's sides.

He lifted his head a little, narrowing his eyes as a finger settled on his lips. He waited patiently for Maul to speak, and he smirked at the ridiculous notion of a love pact ending in death - so fitting but no. "You giving up retribution? Who are you?" He paused as he tilted his head to the side a little, watching Maul. "Or is it that you love me so much that you'd give up an endless cycle of retribution to ensure we are together without as much hinderance?"

Another word starting with M? Well, that was just asking for trouble. "Massacre." He smirked. He made a point of lacing his blackened fingers with Maul's, eyes slipping to his lover's left hand. His thumb rubbed over the base of Maul's fourth finger. "Your culture probably doesn't include marriage, does it?"

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