#ardor: a professor maul au
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does anyone have anything they would like to see or any ideas for the professor maul rewrite?
i think i am going to start over!
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#maul#darth maul#savage#savage opress#professor!au#college au#i want to make barriss and ahsoka girlfriends#and rewrite a lot of other things#ardor#ardor: a professor maul au
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ardor rewrite
here are some of the ideas i have for the ardor rewrite:
barriss & ahsoka will more than likely be girlfriends! they’ll still be the readers besties, but i want to write them as a couple this time
this will probably tie into “hey let’s go on a double date with your mystery man!” and the reader becomes uncomfortable because it’s.. ya know.. maul & they technically can’t know that
saber duelist ahsoka + future politician barriss has my heart soft
plo will still be ahsoka’s father
rex will have more of a role in the story — he’s still the best friend that the reader lives with, but i want him to have a more significant role
i think rex will be the one who finds out first — he may discover maul over at the reader’s place or reader sneaking into maul’s tesla
i want it to be more of a slow burn — lots & lots of yearning!
on the note of the slow burn — first chapter will begin with the first day of classes, and reader will still see maul in the gym boxing, but there will be more build-up between chapters than last time
i also want maul to fall for reader first
reader will still be 21-22 years old: more than likely their senior year while ahsoka & barriss will be juniors (20-21)
chapters will more than likely be between 3k — 5k words
savage will still be a geology professor, maul will still be the head of the psych department
reader will find out about maul’s cybernetic legs before things are romantic (more than likely asks about it in passing at the gym)
probably a little less friends with benefits vibe and more so flirty vibes between maul + reader until he can’t take it anymore
“fuck it, i can’t do this anymore”
prez palps will still be looking for a candidate for prez — this will be more integrated into the story & the risks involved
wolffe, sinker, comet, hardcase, dogma, jesse will have more of a role!
if y’all have any requests or questions, don’t hesitate to let me know! my inbox is always open! :)
#professor maul#maul#ardor: a professor maul au#professor maul au#professor!maul#star wars au#darth maul
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ardor
pairing: professor maul x reader (female)
word count: 3.5k
warnings: cursing, teasing, banter, lots of banter, mentions of professor & student relationship, alcohol consumption
a/n: this is my semi-return to tumblr, so i decided to rewrite a series i never finished. this fic will explore a student and professor relationship, so please take that into consideration before you begin reading. if this isn't your taste or your cup of tea, please scroll. i will not tolerate any hateful comments, anons, & other negative interaction with this. i spent a lot of time on this between work and class, & i am really proud of it.
so without further ado, enjoy! :)
“so, enlighten us, was there any tea from the summertime?”
stifling a groan, you rolled your eyes, waving your hand to swat away the dozens of eyes peering away at you, “for the record, i practiced celibacy this summer.”
“like i believe that!” came a jeer, “you can’t just say that and expect us all to believe it. and rex, i hope you don’t take offense to it, but your best friend is an absolute smokeshow. i would definitely–”
“enough,” a platinum blonde interjected, massaging his temple with his fingers, “jesse, i think we need to cut you off for the night.”
“i was just getting started!” jesse exclaimed, elbowing a figure beside him, “wolffe, come on, you agree with me, right?”
now it was wolffe’s turn to roll his eyes, smacking jesse on the back of the head, “rex said that was enough.”
the voices filling your ears were barely audible over the pounding music of the bass, as students gathered on the dance floor to sway to the music. most of them were extremely intoxicated, enjoying the final days of freedom before the start of the fall semester. every so often, colorful lights flashed, only amplifying the ambiance of the bar. of course ram’s was going to be packed tonight, as all of the newbies were eager to check out campus’ most famous spot.
most of your night had been spent with your best friend, rex, and his teammates from the rugby team. over the course of the summer, you had grown close with the guys, bringing them cold water bottles after long days of practice, or dropping a few of them off as a favor for rex. they were quite rambunctious at first, always so loud and chaotic, but as the days passed, you had grown quite fond of them. eventually, they had grown to adore you, often inviting you over for team dinners or early morning smoothie runs.
now, all of you were crammed into a booth at ram’s, savoring the last moments of summer before it all slipped away. although the boys were well past tipsy, you didn’t mind, collecting the empty cups and forming a small tower in the middle of the table. you enjoyed their presence, as you didn’t have many friends anyways.
since you spent most of the summer in the hospital, clacking away on a computer, you were eager for the fall semester to begin. the course load wasn’t too bad, with only fifteen credits, and another phase of clinical on the way. maybe this time around you could branch out and make some friends, whether it was at the bars or at the rugby games. besides, the boys would make great wingmen. well, maybe.
“she is right though,” rex cleared his throat, taking a sip from his cup, “there was not a single soul that came through our apartment this summer.”
“i was busy with my clinical at the hospital,” you chime in, your voice raising with every word so that the boys could hear, “after some days in the er, sex was the last thing on my mind. besides, the only people who stay are townies and athletes. both of those groups are a big no-no.”
“hey,” another voice cut in, “we’re not all that bad.”
“i know, comet,” you giggled, flashing a quaint smile, “most of the athletes here are just.. questionable.”
“especially the football guys,” rex’s lips curled with disdain, “they make all of us look bad.”
“i don’t know,” you shrugged, “you guys can be a handful. especially jesse over there.”
jesse arched a brow, a smug smirk beginning to form, “hey, i just was saying what everyone was thinking. we all think you’re hot.”
“oh?” your eyes widened, “is that so?”
shifting in the crammed booth, you face rex, poking him playfully as he buries his face in his hands, “that is not true. that is not true. that is not–”
“hey, he does not speak for all of us,” comet interrupted, the words cut short by a burp, “i think i’ve had enough for the night.”
“it’s only eleven thirty-six,” jesse protested, “the night is still young!”
“not when you have a lift in the morning,” wolffe grumbled, “a five-thirty lift, at that.”
“here we go,” comet exhaled, “mr. team captain has to ruin the fun.”
“do you want to run three miles after a lift?” wolffe folded his arms over his chest, “i sure as hell don’t.”
“and with the hangover i’m sure you’re going to have tomorrow, you’d throw up,” rex pointed at jesse, amusement glimmering in his honey depths, “you’d be in the fetal position on the track, begging for mercy.”
“yeah, yeah, yeah,” jesse scoffed, pulling his phone out of his pocket, “okay, so who is giving me a ride home?”
“i guess we’ll have to call some ubers,” rex responded, his head finding its way to your shoulder, “unless, our personal uber is ready to leave.”
“we walked here, remember?” your lips curled into a grin as the boys scowl, “just think, you’re all getting a little workout in before your lift in the morning. it’s probably really nice out anyways, a lot cooler than this bar.”
“i do need to stretch my legs,” comet nodded before taking a final swig of his own beer, “all right, i’m ready to call it a night. i think i got my share of fun in.”
“are you ready, mr. captain?” jesse puckered his lips at wolffe, who only responded with a stony glare.
“what’s your first class tomorrow anyways?” rex murmured, breath hot against your ear, “isn’t it with that hot professor? the one every girl on campus absolutely raves about?”
“the one who has thirst edits all over tik tok?” comet obviously was close enough to overhear, “professor maul, right?”
“yes,” you answered curtly, “i’m taking some elective course, just for some fun. well, it also fulfills a requirement for my major. however, i’ve never actually met or seen the man. i mean, i’ve seen his pictures and stuff.”
“don’t tell us you’re going to develop a little crush and become just as obsessed as some of those other girls,” comet teased, “well, i have seen guys post about him too. everyone loves the guy.”
“who knows,” an airy laugh bubbled up in your throat, “i just might get a little crush. however, i think we have more important matters at hand. someone is getting a little sleepy.”
rex grunted in response, his head a little heavier than it was five minutes ago. of course the alcohol was catching up to him. he was at a steady pace with jesse before he tapered off, swearing up and down he didn’t want to be hungover in the morning. however, a small part of you knew that he was going to need some water and a tylenol before bed, just in case.
“how are you falling asleep right now?” jesse leaned over the table, practically shouting in rex’s face.
in the process, he knocked over the tower you started earlier in the evening, which created quite the alcoholic mess as melted ice and leftover drinks spill all over. wolffe let out a string of curses under his breath, which you were sure were mainly directed at jesse. comet placed a hand over his mouth, masking his laughter as wolffe proceeded to yank jesse out of the booth by the collar of his shirt.
“he’s going home with me,” wolffe stated, jaw clenched with fury, “late or not, he’s running the three miles.”
“hey!” jesse squirmed, yet wolffe didn’t budge, “i won’t be late! i promise!”
“i don’t give a fuck,” wolffe’s tone was icy, yet he softened as he turned to you, “have a good night, guys. also, have a good first day of classes.”
“thank you, wolffe,” you beamed, “and good luck with jesse.”
“you’re coming with us, right?” rex inquired, collecting the cups to be thrown away.
“of course,” you nodded, “i think i’m going to pee first, though.”
“make it quick,” rex teased, shooting you a wink, “we have quite the trek home.”
“i will, i will,” you affirm, sliding out of the booth, “i’ll be back by the time those cups are in the trash.”
“sounds like a deal to me,” rex’s grin turned into a frown as he surveyed the mess jesse made of the table, “actually, take your time. i don’t want to leave this mess for the bartenders.”
“yeah, good luck with that.”
giving rex one last pat on the shoulder, you made your way towards the restrooms, which were located in the back of the bar. since it was still in prime hours of business, the air was thick, almost sticky as you maneuver through the swarm. individuals of all walks of life were in attendance tonight – twi’leks, nautolans, zygerrians, you name it. part of you cursed yourself for expecting it to be a slower night, as there was quite the line forming for both doors at the restrooms.
your eyes scoured the lines, wondering if the wait would even be worth it. after all, your apartment was only about a mile away. you could probably hold it, but as always, the alcohol was stating otherwise. sucking in a deep breath, you flinch as your phone buzzes in your back pocket.
rex. he was probably wondering what was taking so long. you had promised him it was only going to be a couple minutes. by the time you even made it to the lines, about five minutes had passed.
fishing your phone out of your pocket, you made the decision to abandon the idea of waiting. you could probably make it to your apartment without any mishaps. and if you really needed to go, there were a couple fast food joints you could step into.
i’m waitinggggggg >:(
stifling a giggle, your fingers glided across the screen.
the lines were horrendous. i’ll just stick it out till we get back to the apartment. see you in a second.
still focused on your phone, you swiveled on your heel, heading in the direction of the entrance.
see you soonnnnn!! can’t wait to zzzzzzzz
shaking your head, a smile lingered on your lips. yet, that smile quickly dissolved as you collide into a stranger’s back, your phone clattering as it hit the floor.
“oh shit!” you widened your eyes, bending over to pick up your phone, “i am so sor–”
the words cease as you come face-to-face with the most gorgeous man you had ever seen.
he was squatting, eye level with you as your fingers brushed one another.
“no need to apologize, accidents happen. i was going to pick up your phone for you but it appears you beat me to it.”
you were not sure if the alcohol was lingering, or if the room had skyrocketed several degrees as heat overcame you, flourishing from your cheeks to your toes as you stood, the stranger mimicking your actions.
“i – oh my god – i am sorry. you don’t have to apologize at all. i was the one who wasn’t paying attention like a–”
“like i said,” his voice was low, almost like a growl, yet it sounded silky as it filled your ears, “accidents happen.”
the stranger facing you was a descendant of the zabrak species, his skin a rich crimson hue. however, he was tattooed, the lines thick and intricate, weaving geometric patterns all over. it suited him, the black and crimson contrasting nicely with the ivory horns protruding from his skull. there were several, gleaming under the low light. a silver piercing glittered as well, a helix on his upper left ear. he was definitely younger, as there were no prominent wrinkles scoured on his facial features. with his close proximity, you could also pick out the indent of a scar as it began on the right corner of his upper lip, descending down.
yet, the most striking feature were his eyes.
they were absolutely radiant, like embers smoldering over a flame. the irises were an amber color, flowing into crimson rings around his pupils.
“tongue tied?” the stranger let out a chuckle, leaning forward, slightly right, so that his mouth was merely centimeters from your ear, “you have nothing to apologize for, love. if anything, i consider this a blessing because you are absolutely beautiful. perhaps we’ll run into one another again sometime. here’s your phone.”
“t-thank you,” you stammer as he placed the phone in your hands, your knees almost buckling, “maybe i will see you again.”
his lips curled into an eager grin, the heat in your cheeks nearly intensifying as you noticed dimples forming, “i’ll look forward to it.”
“see you!” you managed to blurt out before nearly scurrying away, heart beating in your chest.
luckily, you found solace as you spotted rex waiting near the entrance, the rest of the guys nowhere to be found. concern painted his features as his eyes fell on you, lips pursing, brows knit together.
“jesus christ, you look like you just ran into one of your exes. everything okay?”
“i’m fine,” you shake your head, “i’m just ready to go home.”
“me too,” rex wrapped an arm around your shoulder, “come on, let’s go home.”
as the two of you exited ram’s, a breeze rolled through the streets, cooling your heated skin. even though rex was far more intoxicated than you were, you found yourself clutching to his frame, almost leaning on him for support.
whoever that stranger was, he seemed awfully familiar. you felt like you knew him from somewhere, like you had seen his face before. yet, you couldn’t quite place your finger on where exactly you remembered him from. it’s not like he had a forgettable face, he was devastatingly handsome. no one could forget a face like that.
perhaps you’d see him again, and maybe you wouldn’t.
time would only tell.
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placing your hand on the wood, your heart nearly skipped a beat as the clamor and chatter of voices filled the air.
it was only 9:46 a.m., how was the lecture hall already packed?
hesitantly, you push it open, fighting the urge to turn around and leave as you notice the amount of crowded seats. fourteen minutes until the class began and there were barely any seats left. the spots you preferred, up higher, towards the back, were already well beyond capacity.
carefully, you make your way down the steps, settling for an open row in the middle of the hall. there were only a few students, so you didn’t have to fight your way through the aisle. eventually, you found a spot between a togruta and a mirialan, settling between the two of them.
absentmindedly, you pluck your laptop out of your bag, along with your planner and favorite. however, the realization washes over you as you continue to prep.
was this seat reserved for someone?
“hey,” you cleared your throat, “was this seat filled already?”
“oh no!” the togruta chirped, flashing you a warm smile, “that’s just my girlfriend. we can’t sit by one another in class or else we wouldn’t be able to pay attention.”
“don’t listen to a thing she says,” the mirialan’s voice was soft yet playful as she typed away on her own laptop, “she loves to spread lies about me.”
“that is not true,” the togruta huffed, focusing her attention on you, “she may be the most gorgeous woman in the galaxy but she’s a real pain in my ass. i’m ahsoka tano, by the way.”
“and i’m barriss offee,” the mirialan broke away from her screen, gaze meeting yours, “you made a good choice by sitting here. ahsoka is super intelligent when it comes to these sorts of courses so she’ll probably carry us through this semester. i fare better in the political science courses.”
“please,” ahsoka tutted, pulling out her phone, “she loves to gush about me. it’s honestly embarrassing sometimes. especially right now because you don’t even know us.”
“i think you have a pretty amazing partner if she’s willing to gush about you to complete strangers.”
“see?” barriss leaned over you, sticking out her tongue, “who’s the better girlfriend? i am.”
“be careful sweetheart,” ahsoka reciprocated the gesture, her voice laced with a tease, “we both know how competitive i can be.”
for some reason, you felt drawn to the two as they bantered and flirted, as if you were meant to find them. maybe the three of you could develop a friendship over the course of the semester. besides, you were craving that sort of connection, and these two seemed like the perfect pair to be friends with, as their energy was warm and friendly, almost like old friends from the past.
it also went without a doubt they were a gorgeous pair.
ahsoka tano was one of the togruta species, her complexion an orange hue, head tails striped navy and white, with two montrals poking out. her face was wise, as if she had matured at a young age. the white markings on her forehead were breathtaking: two diamonds complementing a symmetrical shape, the markings trailing down onto her cheeks. ahsoka’s eyes were a bright, crystalline blue, shining with warmth and kindness.
her outfit was simple: a navy tank top paired with a pair of black joggers, the university’s logo stitched on one of the pockets. as her knee bounced, you noticed a pair of white nike air maxes, completing the hues of her clothes.
barriss was almost the opposite of ahsoka, clad in a floral sundress, the pattern bursting with greens, yellows, and purples. it suited her light green complexion, along with her rich blue eyes. her eyes were darker than ahsoka’s, glimmering with intrigue as she surveyed the lecture hall. black diamonds stretched across the bridge of her nose, her lips coated with a black lipstick. tights covered her legs, a chunky pair of doc martens on her feet. a hijab wrapped around her head, the material an inky black silk. barriss carried an aura of elegance and poise, a contrast to ahsoka’s goofy and rambunctious nature.
although the pair were polar opposites, you could tell it was meant to be – almost like the sun and the moon.
you wondered how they met, and how they managed to become such a strongly bonded pair. that aspect was also easy to pick out, as ahsoka looked at barriss with nothing but pure, radiant, love.
“it’s 9:58 and the professor still hasn’t shown up,” barriss muttered, glaring over to her lover, “if he doesn’t show up in fifteen minutes, i hope you know i am leaving.”
“and i hope you know i am going to be right behind you,” ahsoka sighed, leaning back in her seat, “i hope this class isn’t a snoozefest, because my dad was the one who recommended it.”
“who’s your dad?” you inquired, “is he faculty or something?”
“uhhh yes and no?” ahsoka responded, picking at a loose string on her joggers, “he’s the head coach of the men’s rugby team.”
“coach buir?” you gasped, “i know who that is!”
“how do you know him?” ahsoka’s brow furrowed, “not many people around here even know we have a men’s rugby team.”
“well,” you began, sitting up in your seat, “i know him through the rugby guys. rex is my rooma–”
the murmur of your fellow classmates fell into an almost dead silence as the professor entered the room, an aura of concentration settling over the lecture hall in a thick haze. you clicked on the mousepad of your laptop, ensuring that you were prepared for any note taking. absentmindedly, you typed in the date, as well as a title for the note section: first day of class.
“good morning class,” the professor rumbled, his voice clear as it rang through the space, “i am aware that this is a three hundred level course and we have a limited number of weeks to get through course material, but today there will be no lesson.”
“so much for opening my laptop,” you grumbled, earning a hushed giggle from ahsoka and barriss.
“today will be an overview of the syllabus, as well as some icebreakers,” the professor continued, a unanimous groan erupting from the class. the professor chuckled, “i know, we all hate standing up and stating five fun facts about ourselves. but, it helps me remember names. after all, there are about one hundred and fifty of you.”
your eyes drifted up from your laptop screen as you shut it, widening with shock as they fell on him.
your professor was the zabrak you ran into at the bar the night before.
and that zabrak, was none other than professor maul.
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#darth maul#maul#maul x reader#darth maul x reader#star wars x reader#star wars au#professor au#professor maul#professor maul x reader#ardor: a professor maul series#ardor#darth maul fic#maul fic
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i’m changing my own au lore goddamnit!
professor maul was not into alcohol in his younger years.
he was a stoner.
#this makes more sense to me#anyways#professor maul au#professor maul#ardor#maul#also#tw: substance abuse
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Hi! I’m so sorry for replying to something at the beginning of the month at the end 🥲 I requested the silly Maul headcanons, I meant to ask for professor! Maul in particular. I’m so sorry again for the late reply! Thank you for your time and I hope you have a good Halloween!
okay so i’m in a soft professor!maul mood tonight so silly professor maul headcanons are absolutely perfect!!!
thank you for sending in a request!! i hope you’re having a good transition from late autumn to these upcoming winter months! :)
he hates the “scare” concept of halloween
the costumes don’t bother him one bit, the decor is fine, ghosts & jack-o-lanterns are fun & all, but he prefers the core aspects of autumn
you know — apple cider, rainy days in a cozy pair of sweats, book in hand, soft, warm lighting, those type of days
so, when his students think it’s funny to try and scare him (bits of horror films sent through email, popping up behind him in class, you know the works) he retaliates
and when i mean retaliates… he RETALIATES
one time he was asked into pres palp’s office for sending a mass email to his psych 204 class which entailed a very horrific jumpscare
“maul, you know that was extremely inappropriate.”
“well it was extremely inappropriate when one of my students scared me so badly i spilled coffee all over my pants. do you know how terrifying it is when a lecture hall of sixty to seventy students is laughing at you?”
“hmmm.. you do have a point. no one likes the feeling of embarrassment. that is pretty horrifying.”
he also hates the mantra of, “it’s halloween, everyone is entitled to one good scare.”
(it’s his least favorite part of the holiday)
so, this does mean he is not a fan of horror movies. thrillers are okay. not his cup of tea either.
the “based on a true story” in the beginning credits is enough for him to shut off netflix or hulu completely
however
he is fond of thanksgiving & christmas
christmas is his favorite time of year, autumn is his favorite season
he will spoil his classes with little incentives (“gifts”) during the holiday seasons
(aka, not a lot of homework around this time, no busy work)
“you guys have enough going on with packing up your dorms and upcoming finals, i’m not bogging you down with more bullshit.”
also, maul has the worst habit of saying “bullshit”
not even shit… like “bullshit”
savage & feral think it’s his favorite curse word
followed by “fuck”
those are two he says in class a lot
even during evaluations by other faculty & president palps
he just does not care, he has more important things to worry about (*cough cough* y/n *cough cough*)
#professor maul#professor!maul#maul x reader#professor maul x reader#ardor#darth maul au#maul au#professor maul headcanons
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would throwing in a little rex has huge crush on reader but won't admit it till it's too late be too much for the new ardor series? is it too cliche?
lemme know y'all! i am curious to know what y'all think!
#ardor rewrite#ardor: a professor maul series#professor!maul#professor maul#college au#what can i say yearning is my favorite thing to write
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i have almost 2.7k for the second chapter, and it’s not even finished.
buckle up y’all cause it’s about to get juicy‼️
#ardor#ardor: a professor maul series#professor maul#professor!maul#college au#star wars au#like when i tell y’all … that this is probably one of my favorite pieces of writing#IM NOT KIDDING
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oh i had a thought 🙏🏽
my oc, dating the 212th frat leader, and professor kenobi's TA, Cody
in your professor Maul series
and we're besties ofc -🍯
ummmm YES!
the two of you would be the it couple on campus 🤭
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hey y’all, i plan on posting the first chapter of the ardor rewrite later tonight.
who wants to be tagged?
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someday i will explain the beef between professor maul & professor kenobi
#professor maul au#ardor au#professor maul#professor kenobi#i think i briefly touched on it one time#maul#kenobi
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guys i miss the professor maul era—
#i can’t even lie i miss it#professor!maul#ardor: a professor maul au#ugh#i just miss that summer so much#i was so motivated to write
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Have you watched Reanimator? Because the scene where Herbert snaps the pencils gives me heavy Maul vibes. I'm specifically thinking professor!Maul as either an undergrad or grad student. Look me in the eyes and tell me he wouldn't bring pencils to his most hated class just so he can snap them loudly in front of his most hated teacher whenever they say something stupid
NO I HAVE NOT. where can i watch it???
but this is totally something he would do 😭 just to be irritating or it would be even worse if it was a professor he wasn’t particularly fond of.
however, once he matured and became a professor, he realized how annoying he was and prayed that he wouldn’t have a student like that. ever.
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trick or treat
pairing: professor!maul x reader
warnings: allusions to alcohol, allusions to sex, nc-17
a/n: hiiiii! i know it’s november first, but i just wanted to write a little bit to destress! i hope you guys enjoy :))
his breathing was steady, shallow breaths exhaling from his nostrils as his gaze rests on the t.v., the lights dimmed, colors from the movie dancing across the walls.
your fingertips massage his skin as his head rests on your stomach, careful not to bump into the ivory horns protruding from his crimson and black skull.
“i never thought i would be spending this holiday with anyone,” his voice is small, nearly a whisper.
“are you not a fan of halloween?” a giggle flows from your lips, his head nuzzling against the blanket.
“college ruined it for me.”
“i’m surprised feral isn’t knocking down your door, costume in hand,” taking his hand, you bring it to your lips.
the zabrak rolls over slightly, his chin now resting on your abdomen, “i’m sure you’d be shocked to learn that i turned down plans with him tonight.”
“what?” a whine rises in your throat, “we could’ve worn matching costumes!”
a low chuckle rumbles in his throat, flecks of crimson shining in the golden depths, “well lucky for you, i have the perfect costume in mind.”
“and what’s that?” you arch a brow.
an arm pins you to the couch, the zabrak now hovering above, a satisfied smirk creeping across his lips as heat seeps into your cheeks.
“your birthday suit. now before i have my way with you, trick or treat?”
#maul#professor maul#ardor: a professor maul au#nc 17#star wars#star wars au#maul x reader#professor!maul#darth maul#darth maul x reader
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Imagine if maul, especially professor maul had one really ticklish spot - D’you think he’d get annoyed if you tickled it with no warning or would he just go all soft with ya?
okay so i’ll tell you where the ticklish spot is.
it’s right below his jawline on the right side of his neck. even the most like .. light touch has him holding back a laugh.
he gets all flustered when you find out, claiming it’s “utterly embarrassing” but over time you notice how soft and gentle he is when you “sneak attack” and tickle him or just do it to annoy him.
he doesn’t chastise you or get super irritated. he just lets it happen because he craves your touch constantly, in any form he can get it. so, he doesn’t mind your fingers wandering that area, tickling all over.
he just loves that warm feeling that blossoms in his chest when you do it 🥺
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it takes two to tango
pairing: professor!obi-wan kenobi x female reader
word count: 1.5k
warnings: professor/student relationship, unprofessionalism, flirting, cursing, age gap, love triangle(maybe?), allusions to sex, mentions of oral
a/n: hellooooo! this is a little blurb or oneshot based off my ardor au, featuring professor!maul as well as other characters in college! for some context, this idea stemmed from this post linked here! i hope you guys enjoy! :))
read the first chapter of ardor here!
“welcome to writing foundations. i am professor kenobi, but i go by an array of names. you can refer to me as obi-wan, obi, or ben. if you’d like, you can just keep the professor kenobi. it makes things a little easier and maintains the professionalism.”
letting out a quiet sigh, you fidgeted in your seat, chin resting in one hand, the other absentmindedly brushing over the keys of your laptop. your phone rested on your lap, vibrating every few minutes or so with a variety of notifications.
however, one notification in particular caught your attention, pulling your focus away from the professor.
it was a text from your boyfriend, flashing across the face of your apple watch.
i miss seeing your gorgeous face in class. :’( maybe i should’ve failed you so you were forced to retake the course. just kidding! or am i? ;)
upon reading the message the corner of your lips tugged into a shy grin, hands flying to your phone to respond.
“am i really that boring? or, is that text too important for you to focus?”
the inquiry was laced with scorn, your cheeks flushing as your eyes traveled upwards, focusing on the front of the classroom. professor kenobi arched a brow, his arms folded across his chest, a frown etched across his features.
“well?”
giggles erupted from several of the freshmen, the sound bouncing off the walls. reluctantly, you set your phone face down on the desk, “sorry.”
“i expect your undivided attention for the rest of the period,” he retorted, “i do not tolerate any disrespect directed towards my time in lecture. that does include texting, snapping, and sleeping in class. i will not hesitate to take your phone either.”
“i said i was sorry,” you gritted your teeth, your jaw clenching as the laughter continued, “you can proceed, professor kenobi.”
“i’m glad we’re both on the same page,” he rolled his eyes, plucking a marker off the tray, “now i’m going to write down my contacts on the whiteboard here. feel free to utilize my email at your leisure. i am aware of how some professors feel about giving out their numbers, but i have the utmost confidence that you all won’t abuse your texting privileges. well, maybe not all of you.”
fiddling with your laptop, you pulled up a new document for some notes. although you sure that professor kenobi wasn’t going to dive straight into lecture, who knew what his next move entailed.
already, you understood why maul was not fond of the professor. his aura was cold yet witty, and a bit pretentious. well, he was warm and kind, spitting out a few jokes here and there. that was until he caught you typing out a text. maybe that was just one of his pet peeves.
or maybe he was just an asshole, like maul said.
to your right, there were a couple of twi’leks scribbling away on the syllabus, copying what was written on the board. although you were a seat away, you could make out a few breathy giggles and hushed murmurs.
“maker he is so hot.”
at the comment, your eyes shifted towards the english professor. for the first day of class, he was donned in a tweed jacket, the color a darker, more chocolate brown, with beige patches on the elbows. the jacket was paired with a pair of khaki slacks, the glitter of a chain dangling from his pocket. it was more than likely a pocket watch.
he was average in stature, with a pale complexion. from your guess, he was a younger professor, somewhere in his late thirties, early forties. sure, although he was older, he had a handsome face. and the auburn beard only enhanced his features, complementing the icy blue hue of his eyes.
that was one of the first noticeable aspects of professor kenobi. his eyes were a brilliant color, bursting with emotion and shining with warmth as he welcomed you into the classroom.
yet, his first impression was nowhere near maul’s.
“i wish he would yell at me in class like he did with that girl.”
“be quiet or she’ll hear you!”
“now,” professor kenobi cleared his throat, smoothing out his coat, “i want to take the last twenty-five minutes to discuss your first assignment. don’t worry, it’ll only take me a few minutes to explain it then you’ll have the rest of the time to work. for your assignment, i want you to write about someone important in your life. i would like to hear what you find admirable about them, along with a few of their quirks. it can be anyone: a relative, friend, or significant other. the paper should be three paragraphs: an introduction of your chosen person, a body with an explanation of why you admire them, and then a conclusion. how you craft the conclusion is up to you.”
a hand shot up in the air, prompting a question. professor kenobi’s brow furrowed, “yes?”
the twi’lek to your right cleared her throat, “can it be a member of the faculty on campus?”
“it can be anyone of your choice. it can be a celebrity for all i care,” he chuckled, “the assignment is an assessment of your writing capabilities. it’s so that i can see where everyone is at.”
another student raised their hand, professor kenobi’s voice drowning in your ears. clicking on the title tab, you began to formulate a title for your paper, biting your lip as your mind buzzed.
who would you write your paper about? well, your mind was gravitating towards one individual. a crimson zabrak.
but would that jeopardize everything? would kenobi be able to read in between the lines? surely not. they were professors in vastly different departments. surely they rarely crossed paths.
“are you going to write about professor maul?” the twi’lek’s friend teased her, “if you do, you better hope that his girlfriend never finds it!”
“he has a girlfriend?” her companion snorted, “i was in his class this morning and he never mentioned any girlfriend.”
“there’s rumors going on all over campus. he has a girlfriend, but he won’t give anyone her name or even a picture. the only picture anyone knows about is the wallpaper on his macbook. i guess it’s just really private to him.”
the blush in your cheeks only deepened by their comments, your heart fluttering. was the entire campus really creating rumors about maul? and why did everyone care so much?
yet, the sound of his voice ringing across the class ceased your eavesdropping.
“now, i am sure this is the statement you all have been waiting for: class is dismissed. i will be sticking around for a few minutes if any of you have any questions.”
with no hesitations, students sprang to their feet, a flurry of chatter swirling all around you as they filed out of the classroom. plucking your laptop off the table, you placed it into the its case, shoving it in your book-bag. the twi’leks next to you flashed you a meek smile, shouldering past your seat.
“you know, you’re quite distracting.”
your lips pursed as your head swiveled towards the front of the class, “excuse me?”
“i’m not going to repeat myself,” professor kenobi shuffled some papers together, filing them into his satchel, “by the way, you need to watch your tone. i don’t like brats in my classoom.”
your breath hitched in your throat, “w-what? i’m not a brat.”
“yes you are,” kenobi fired back, “blatantly disrespecting your professor like that? i’m afraid that’s bratty behavior, love, and i don’t like it.”
“well i’m afraid it’s not going to happen again.”
you nearly couldn’t process what was happening. although he was putting up a tough exterior, the words stern, his tone said otherwise. it was light, laced with a tease.
was he flirting with you?
“good,” he nodded, “because i have a tendency to punish bratty students.”
“i--” your throat tightened, “oh my--”
“by the way,” he crossed over to the table where you were situated, a smirk plastered across his features, “you have gorgeous eyes, (y/n). i never noticed until now, but your sweater complements them. now, you should head out. you have other classes, don’t you? i look forward to seeing you in lecture tomorrow. oh, and you better watch that pretty little mouth of yours.”
within seconds, he was out the door, leaving you stunned in your chair.
the confrontation had your cheeks burning, your mouth dry.
not only did you happen to capture the attention of one professor on the first day of class, but you managed to do it twice.
yet, what professor kenobi didn’t know was that there was a certain zabrak in his office, awaiting your arrival in a matter of minutes.
and what professor kenobi didn’t seem to grasp was one singular aspect about a relationship.
it always takes two to tango.
at the moment, he was the only one expressing interest.
tomorrow though, who knew what he would do or say.
☆ ☆ ☆ ☆ ☆
tagged: @shannon-odonovan @maulieber @snips-n-skyguy0501 @calamity-queen @anakinswhore @justalittlecloud @pascalz @hounding-around @sasurah @laorme34 @littlevodika
#ardor: a professor maul au#professor!maul#professor!kenobi#ardor#star wars au#obi wan#obi wan kenobi
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