What Doesnât Kill You by @sinningsquire
Four times Hux tried to kill Kylo & the one time he got distracted
When it came to seducing someone who - as far as Hux knew - had probably spent his life in celibacy, Hux decided for a blunt approach.
âPlease, do come in, Supreme Leader,â he called out when his door buzzed late into the night cycle after an urgent message heâd sent to Ren.
He waited until the door was safely slid shut behind Ren. Then he rose up from the sofa, the smooth material of his robe cool against his shower-heated skin, and let the robe slip off his shoulders and pool around his feet.
He expected shock, confusion, maybe even mockery. He expected it would take some time and effort to get Ren where he wanted him, naked, close and with his defences down.
He definitely didnât expect that Ren would cross the room in two strides, slide to his knees with his hands grasping Huxâs slender hips, kiss a wet and reverent stripe down his pale stomach and nuzzle his face into the trail of ginger hair with a gasp of âFinally!â
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Forceless (chapter 16) by @sinningsquire
Ren has lost the one thing that defined him from before he was even born.
Somehow this results in a mad dash through the Galaxy, with more bloodshed that two men should be able to bring on, and with one happy ending under a starry canopy of a summer night.
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Cut scene from The Last Jedi?
The blame for this one sits squarely with this post by @agent-nemesis
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A Rose by Any Other Name by @darcydent
Armitage Hux, CEO of the First Order, doesnât have time to date. Which has led him to competing for love on the Bachelor. The only problem is the Bachelor is one Kylo Ren. Will Kylo and Huxâs past interfere with their future? Will they be able to put aside their old conflicts or will they be used as ratings fodder?
[Iâve never seen The Bachelor but this Kylux dating show fic is fantastic.]
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Even Bubbles Canât Help Terrible Life Choices
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Scars and First Kiss kylux
Itâs been a strange path to victory, but to his own surprise, theyâd made it. Hux had never imagined theyâd see this day. Not once in all his years as the captain of this team did he think theyâd have this trophy. Nor did he think that he would have this chance.
Theyâre sitting on the grass behind the shower block, just the two of them, staring out over the university rugby pitch. The rest of the team has fucked off to the pub, the groundskeeper threw Kylo the keys and now⌠theyâre alone.
Hux isnât entirely certain why theyâre alone. He has his hopes certainly- his heart is hammering fit to crawl out of his chest in the name of hope- but he isnât certain. Has he ever been certain of anything?
Beside him Kylo is messing with his vape pen looking glorious in the rare May sunshine wearing nothing but his shorts. Heâs covered in mud, his shirt vanished god knows where at the end of the match, his boots and socks tucked up next to him with incongruous neatness, and he looks fucking amazing.
It feels distressingly nonchalant, like Kylo is inviting Hux to look but heâs trying a little too hard. Is Kylo just as nervous?
The silence has gone on too long.
Hux looks around for a conversation starter and finds his eyes going where they shouldnât.
âHow did you get that scar?â he asks, pointing to Kyloâs calf.
âFencing.â
âI thought they put covers on the rapiers?â
Kylo looks confused for a moment before he laughs. âNo, wire fencing, we climbed it when we were breaking into Glastonbury.â
âOh.â Hux has never done anything that exciting but now one question has been answered he feels bolder and points to Kyloâs thigh. âAnd that one?â
âCar repair,â Kylo says before he points to his side, âhunting accident, my uncle shot me,â then his ribs, âkicked in a scrum,â then to his shoulder, âarchery experiment gone wrong,â then his neck, âgrease fire,â then his cheek, âactual sword fight,â then he pointed to his lower lip, âthis is the worst one though.â
Hux peers at Kyloâs face. âI donât see anything.â
âLook closer.â
Hux leans in and shakes his head.
âCloser.â
Hux shifts forward, his eyes focused on Kyloâs lower lip and so he doesnât notice the other man move until heâs already being kissed. Itâs warm and eager and a bit too sloppy but isnât that Kylo in a nut shell? Itâs a perfect first kiss. Hux wishes heâd tried it earlierâŚ
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Tropes 14 and 27, Kylux please!
14. Bodyguard AU & 27. Sick/Injured Fic [Whenever I see this I think of the Whitney Houston movie, but Iâll resist]
Hux is a partner in one of the largest engineering firms in Europe, Kylo is the CEOâs former bodyguard. Now that Mr Snoke has become a recluse he has no need for streetwise muscle, so Kylo has been left on retainer for a while.Â
One morning his leisurely post-workout breakfast is interrupted by a call from Huxâ personal assistant Dopheld. Hux is due to fly to Australia in a few hours and need Kylo to go with him as a bodyguard. This is odd on a number of counts- Hux has never had a bodyguard, has always insisted he doesnât need one, and also Hux hates Kyloâs guts. Which is a shame because Kylo is a little bit obsessed with that uptight bastard and his perfect tiny butt.
Itâs only when Kylo rocks up to the First Class lounge that he finds out why heâs been summoned for what looks like the worst job of his life. Hux broke his ankle over the weekend (âhe wonât tell you why,â whispers Dopheld, âbut he fell over his cat.â), the break was pinned, and Hux was given strong painkillers. Unfortunately he wasnât told not to take his usual pre-flight tranquiliser.
Hux is high as a kite and itâs Kyloâs job to get him to Australia without incident.Â
Even in his worst nightmareâs Kylo didnât expect âincidentâ to include Hux trying to get naked more than once, climbing in his lap, confessing is love and then bribing an air hostess ten thousand dollars to have the pilot propose on his behalf. Snoke is going to kill him because Kylo was so surprised at the last part that he said âyesâ.
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Hmmmmm Kylux 50 and 98!
50. Arranged Marriage & 98. Curses
When Princess Leia had her only son - a year after leading her people to retake the kingdoms stolen by the evil sorcerer - the Royal household tried their best to avoid the traditional ceremonies of welcome for the new baby. So many of the sorcererâs supporters still lurked in the mountains, and he had employed such dark magicks that they feared a curse would be placed upon the little Prince.
And they were right to fear.
During the celebration of his first Life Day word came that an shadowy figure had laid down the following curse -Â âBen Solo will never know true loveâs touchâ.Â
Many in the court despaired at this awful news, but others found amusement in it, because the sorcererâs servants were closer than the Royal family would ever suspect. One of them, a wicked man named Brendol Hux offered to intercede with the new threat, but only if the Princess agreed to abandon her throne. She refused, certain that leaving her people defenceless would be the greater of two evils. It was a hard decision but better one child suffer than an entire nation.
Seeing this, Brendol offered a second deal in private - the betrothal of the prince to his own son. If the prince was never to know love anyway, why not marry him off for the promise that his associates, the First Order, would make no move against her lands for as long as Ben Solo lived.Â
Leia refused and sent the Prince to live with her brother in a warrior monastery. The stated aim was to train the next defender of the realm, but she felt sure that training in the traditionally celibate ways of the Jedi would ready her son for a life without love. It seemed like the kindest choice.
She didnât expect anyone to tell the world that she was the daughter of the sorcererâs most terrifying enforcer. She didnât expect her brother to try to kill her son for the âdarknessâ in his heart. She didnât expect Ben to vanish without a trace.
Kylo Ren found the First Order, unaware that the being who had led him there was the one who had cursed him and brought such fear to the land. He also found the man heâd almost been married to in the name of peace. He was told of the decision his mother had made, to condemn him to a life without love for the sake of her throne.
Although Ben Solo was now dead, and Kylo Ren knew love in the arms of his almost-betrothed, forgiveness was not in his nature. The prince would bring his fury back to his motherâs lands and not even the puppeteers whoâd once sought to control them would survive.
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âThe day would be a lot less boring if you learned how to sit still.â
Rainy Day StartersÂ
âThe day would be a lot less boring if you learned how to sit still.â Kylo muttered as bare feet padded across the floor in front of his mat for the twelfth time in the last five minutes.Â
Kylo kept his eyes shut but he could tell by the change to Huxâ gait that he was carrying something heavy this time.Â
âIâm not bored,â Hux replied lightly, his voice fading as he moved further into the apartment. âBesides, that makes no sense.â
A tap began to run in the bathroom. It sounded loud enough to be the tub filling up. Good, maybe Hux would take a bath and leave him in peace.Â
Kylo took a deep breath, centred himself, and tried to sink back into his meditation. Instead of inner calm his treacherous brain presented an image of Hux lounging soapy and naked in the tub.
âFor fucks sake.â
âWhat?â Hux was back, walking between him and the window again. The light outside was already pretty dim due to the persistent drizzle, but the constant flicker as Hux passed by was maddening.Â
âIâm trying to meditate.â
âSo? Iâm not stopping you.â
âYou really are.â Kylo gave in and opened his eyes to find Hux standing over him with an amused look and his hands full of potted plants. âWhat are you doing?â
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âRains smells so different in the city.â & kylux
Hux had booked this holiday six months ago on a whim, eager to spend an unexpected new years bonus on a treat for his boyfriend. Theyâd been together for two years now but Hux worked so much overtime that theyâd never managed to take a vacation. They deserved a break. Well, he deserved a break and he deserved a chance to have Kylo all to himself away from his band for a week or two.Â
When heâd been choosing the destination for their holiday heâd considered all the usual suspects- Mykonos, Ibiza, Grand Canaria- but the price and his own horribly pale skin had put him off. He was far too ginger for the beach, and at the age of 34 he was feeling far too old to be partying all night.
So Hux had settled on a nice walking holiday in the Peak District. It might be July but the English weather was always terrible, so heâd been expecting them to spend the whole two weeks huddled together in the cottage to escape the inevitable rain.Â
Of course thereâd be a fucking heat wave. Wasnât that just Huxâ luck all over?Â
It hadnât rained since May; the countryside was alternately scorched yellow or literally on fire; Kylo had suddenly discovered a previously unrealised passion for hiking that had Hux trailing after him everyday for miles further than they intended; and to top it all off Hux had developed an allergy to sunscreen. The holiday was a disaster.
At least the cottage was far enough from the fires that the smoke was vague haze on the horizon rather than an actual threat, and Kylo gave great massages when they eventually made it back to their bed, but at the end of the first week Hux was still tired, sunburnt and sore in places heâd never even thought about before.Â
So he sat at the end of their lovely soft bed, glaring at his hiking boots as if he could cause them to combust through hatred alone. Hux couldnât bear the thought of putting anything on his aching feet, let alone the stiff heavy boots that were almost certainly half a size too small. The footwear however didnât care about his discomfort and remained frustratingly unburnt.
âHey, Hux? Are you ready yet?âÂ
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-Flips loudly through book- & Kylux
A few years ago Hux would have considered this scenario to be as close to heaven on earth as any mortal man could get- an isolated but well built cottage; a roaring fire; a storm rumbling around the hills outside; a mug of cocoa; his favourite book; a gorgeous man to warm his bed. What more could he possibly want?Â
Thirty-year-old-still-a-virgin Armitage Hux would be losing his mind at the prospect of having all of that at his fingertips.Â
Unfortunately, thirty-four-year-old-fucked-out-and-in-need-of-a-rest Armitage Hux was losing his mind precisely because one of those elements was right at his fingertips. Habits built over decades of living alone were not coping well with constant proximity to Kylo Ren.Â
Which wasnât to say that he didnât like Kylo. In fact Hux was beginning to suspect he might even love really like Kylo, but theyâd never spent more than a weekend together. Those times had been split between exploring the city and fucking like rabbits. Theyâd been in this cottage for a week now, and it had rained too heavily for them to go much further than the village at the end of the lane.
Kylo was starting to get on Huxâ nerves. Both figuratively and literally. The man apparently didnât have a human refractory period. Hux would probably never walk quite the same again.Â
â217, 218, 219⌠220⌠hurgh!â The beam spanning the ceiling creaked dramatically as Kylo switched hands and began another set of one-armed pull ups.Â
Hux loudly flipped the page of his book.Â
âAh chapter two! Itâs only taken me half an hour to get here!â He muttered to himself.Â
â221, donât worry,â Kylo said soothingly. â222, I read slow, 223, too⌠two? FuckâŚâÂ
âYouâre on 224,â Hux sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose and closing his book in despair. âI am not a slow reader, you just arenât letting me read. Canât you do that somewhere else?â
â227, you picked, 228, the million year old, 229, house built for, 230, hobbits⌠231, this is the only place, 232, my knees donât, 233, touch the ground.â
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Kylux: 85. Innocent Physical Contact + 86. I Didn't Mean to Turn You On
It had been, Hux thought to himself later, quite possibly the most humiliating thing that had ever happened in his entire life.Â
And also the one thing he most wanted to repeat. If he could find a way to do so without arousing suspicion or risking his lifeâŚ
The morning had been an ordinary one- half an hours callisthenics, a short shower, shave and dress, then go to breakfast. Of course as an officer Hux rated the privilege of eating in his quarters, but he also knew that an occasional appearance in the mess could help morale, so away he went.Â
Sadly Kylo Ren had clearly had the same idea. Which was a ludicrous concept considering the man refused to take his mask off. At best all Ren ever did was skulk around for five minutes terrifying everyone and then walk out with a tray piled high with all the best muffins.Â
That was unacceptably rude. Hux had chosen to ignore him.
The unexpected serving of nerf strips had certainly helped in that regard. Real meat was such a rarity in the fleet- even for the officers- that Hux had been happy to focus on the food rather than his co-commander.
At least, until he got too enthusiastic, and tried to eat a lump of meat too quickly.Â
The food lodged in his throat.Â
He couldnât cough it up or swallow it down.Â
He couldnât breathe.
His vision was going dark.
Someone slapped him square between the shoulder blades- the first human contact heâd had in five fucking years and it happened while he was choking to death.Â
The only effect the slap had on his was to awaken some tiny part of his psyche with masochistic tendencies and very bad timing. Right then heâd thought that dying with a semi would be the ultimate humiliation.Â
Unfortunately for Hux the situation had immediately gotten worse.Â
Whoever had hit him realised that their first attempt had failed and dragged Hux into a powerful bear hug in an attempt to squeeze the meat out of him. Which was a terrible turn of phrase that heâd never forgive his brain for thinking.Â
Not that his brain could think with a pair of huge muscular arms around his waist, a wonderfully sculpted chest against his back, and a very sizeable package nestled against his arse. The embrace was the stuff of his most intimate dreams and of course it was happening in front of a quarter of his command staff.Â
The figure behind him had jerked him up, massive fists clenched beneath his rib cage as the strangers muscles flexed against his frame and all Hux could think about was how good the situation would feel without clothes in the way.
He had been fucking dying and all his brain could focus on was a vague approximation of being dry humped. If he could execute body parts for betraying him then his brain would be second on the list after his treacherous genitals.Â
Of course, he hadnât died. The strange manoeuvre had worked and the half chewed nerf meat had flown clear of his airways at last, but not before his body had embarrassed him with a most inappropriate reaction.Â
Which had become even more inappropriate when Hux had turned to thank his saviour with a flustered blush only to find himself staring into the mask of Kylo bloody Ren.Â
Hux had been so horrified that heâd fled the room without even thanking him.Â
It was only now, locked in his quarters at the end of his shift- with a raging hard on and the door chime ringing incessantly- that he realised Kylo had had the same physically reaction. Either than or heâd been keeping his lightsaber in his pocket.Â
Perhaps that was why Kylo was outside right now, seemingly desperate to get in.Â
Either that or Kylo was here to kill Hux for the insult of running away.
Hux eyed the door and wondered if the solution really good be as simple as asking Kylo to fuck him, or whether he should fake choking again⌠just in case.
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âLetâs go for a walk in the rain.â Techie to Matt
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Would you do 7. "I thought you loved me"? (Mitaka saying this to Hux)
Thereâs something about the cold blue of the holo projection that reminds Dopheld of the myths of his home world. Armitage had always laughed whenever Dopheld mentioned those beloved childhood tales, but for a man whoâd live too long in space and without the joys of a loving family heâd always listened most intently.
He wonders if Armitage is remembering those myths now- all the tales of beloveds stolen by monsters and innocence nobly given for the benefit of the rest. Is that why he is doing this?
Or perhaps thatâs just wishful thinking on Dopheldâs part. Perhaps Armitage actually wants this and is trying to spare his feelings. After all, who wouldnât want that instead of a lowly Lieutenant?
Does it really matter any more?
The Supremacy is stable, but unsalvageable. The Finalizer is engaged in a supply run that puts thousands of light years between them. Even if Armitage did want to be rescued and Dopheld could formulate a plan, thereâs no way he would ever be able to put it into action.
âDopheld? Did you hear me? Please donât make me say it again.â
Armitage shifts uncomfortably within the frame of the projection. The sight makes Dopheld feel sick to his stomach. The robe he bought for him all those years ago has slipped from his skinny shoulders to reveal a dark band of bruises circling his neck. Dopheld knows those all too well- his own still havenât healed yet.
âYouâre leaving me,â Dopheld repeats in a tone that feels mechanical to the point of cruelty. He hasnât the strength to show his true feelings- if he opens that valve now itâll never close again. âYouâre leaving me for the Supreme Leader⌠I thought you loved me.â
âIâm doing this because I love you,â Armitage says so quickly he trips over the syllables.
His eyes dart around the room as if looking for intruders in his own private quarters, but finding nothing but possessions boxed ready for the evacuation he leans forward to continue.
âKylo doesnât trust me,â he whispers, âheâs keeping me alive only because Iâm valuable to Order and he wants me close enough that I canât conspire against himâŚâ
âHe knows you well then,â Dopheld snaps. Itâs unkind but they both know how the older Hux met his end. âI donât see whyâŚâ
âYou do see. Youâre a smart man Dopheld, you know heâll view you as a threat if we continue even a long distance relationship.â Armitage sighs. He suddenly looks twenty years past his age. âIf I forget you heâll have no reason to kill you.â
But Iâll have another reason to kill him, replied some tiny suicidal part of Dopheldâs brain but it was overruled before the words could reach his tongue.
âYou think Iâd rather be living with the thought of him fucking you than simply be dead? You really think thatâs better?â Dopheld asks instead, already hating himself when Armitage flinches.
âItâs better for me. Dead men cannot hold an opinion, only the living who made them so. If you live because Iâve done this then thatâs one less wasted life on my hands.â Armitage says quietly, gazing at his hands as he speaks.
Dopheld wants to ask what difference his blood can make to the billion stains from the Hosnian system, but he knows his General doesnât see it that way. Heâs thinking of the fall of Starkiller Base.
âBesides,â Armitage goes on with a grim smile, âthe manâs a touch starved virgin. He can barely handle the excitement of linking pinky fingers. Heâll probably throw me out of an air lock before he ever gets up the courage to fuck me. Perhaps I can be like that girl from your motherâs stories and find away to delay him every nightâŚâ
He sighs again and looks up at Dopheld with eyes that look waterlogged but resigned. His voice is pitched so low Dopheld wonders if he is just imagining his words. âIt doesnât matter. Personal discomfort doesnât matter. I love you. I wonât let you die because I was too weak to step in harms way.â
Abruptly his Armitage gives way to the cold exterior of General Hux and Dopheld knows then that all is lost.
âI wonât be speaking to you again, Lieutenant Mitaka, but I hope you have a long life, and a happy one.â
âGood luck, General, I wish that you and your betrothed have a marriage as blessed as it deserves to be.â Dopheld doesnât even bother to keep the bitterness from his voice.
The holo disconnects before he finishes the last word.
If Armitage expects him to trundle on without him for the rest of his life then he has sorely underestimated the depth of Dopheldâs feelings.
Heâs going to find away to end Kylo Ren if itâs the last thing he does.
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64 and 66 Kylux Everything you touch is gold have a good day!!
64. Star Crossed Lovers & 66. Itâs Not You, Itâs My Enemies Â
The affair had had all the makings of a great tragic love story - two young men from rival factions; a chance encounter in a seedy spaceport; years of stolen moments in rented rooms. Heâd planned to write a book about it one day - published under a false name of course, and with all the other players thinly veiled by pseudonyms of there own - but heâd never expected it to last. In fact Major Armitage Hux had rather hoped it wouldnât. A tragic love story deserved a spectacular ending.Â
Unfortunately his partner in this story hadnât gotten the memo on that. Not yet at least.
Ben Solo was an fascinating person with many great qualities. Thanks to the combined gifts of the Force, impressive muscles, a larger than average cock, and a near pathological need for approval, the sex was the best Hux had ever experienced. And⌠there were probably other interesting things about him too⌠Hux couldnât remember them right now but surely he had other things in his favourâŚ
The problem was that Ben was just too intense. He felt everything too much, while Armitage had probably only experienced three emotions in his lifetime and heâd come to the opinion that feelings were overrated.Â
When, after a satisfying long weekend of marathon sex in a rundown motel on a horrible desert planet, Ben had declared his love for Hux, Hux had expected his prepared speech to be effective.
All his speeches were effective, everyone in the First Order said so, and heâd years to perfect this speech. Heâd even managed to generate some fake tears, though that might have been the result of 72 hours of being very thoroughly fucked.Â
Heâd touched on all the major points necessary for a truly legendary tragic tale of star crossed lovers - Benâs religious devotions, Armitageâs loyalty to the Order, Benâs motherâs political position, their economic and social divides, the impossibility of the Resistance ever making peace with the First Order. It had been a masterwork. It wasnât Ben who was the problem, but it was everything else in Benâs life.
It should have worked. Ben should have cried inconsolably for a few hours, theyâd have had one last spectacular fuck, and then theyâd never see one another again. Instead Ben had stormed out. Which would have been enough, not quite as satisfying as the original idea but close. Sadly Hux wasnât that lucky.
Now he was trapped in a stolen shuttle with Ben dressed in singed, blood stained robes claiming to have changed his name to Kylo and demanding to be taken to Armitageâs boss so he could defect, all in the name of making their starcrossed love a reality.Â
A love that Armitage didnât share, but of course, since Ben had just singlehandedly destroyed an entire Jedi temple this probably wasnât the best time to bring that up.
Thereâd be a time to talk about that later. Maybe a few decades from nowâŚ
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A sugar glider warrior flying into the fray with their battle bat!! The same sugar glider as last time? Maybe!
Dedicated to @sith-fedaykin
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@darcydent has a very good dog. [Patreon reward.]
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