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kaminokatie · 6 months
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Armitage Hux Dating Headcannons
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Synopsis - General Armitage Hux dating headcannons.
Warnings - SFW/NSFW.
Word Count -
[Caffeinate Me]
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SFW:
: ̗̀➛ At first, Armitage Hux was weary of you… Scared almost. After all, you were the sister of Kylo Ren. You shared many similarities with your brother, was bad temperament one of them? 
: ̗̀➛ Despite this, you consistently tried to show him that you weren’t a threat to him or his rank in the First Order. Alas, Armitage always kept a close eye on you from a distance. 
: ̗̀➛ One day, your brother and Armitage were engaged in a heated argument, one that had ended in Kylo force choking the ginger general, leading him to hang a few feet off the ground and pawing desperately at his throat. 
: ̗̀➛ Upon seeing the commotion from across the room, you quickly ran to Hux’s aid, pushing your brothers hand away and causing him to lose concentration. Hux fell from his spot in the air and onto his knees, quickly looking between you and Kylo Ren. 
: ̗̀➛ Unimpressed with your stunt, your brother stormed off in a huff leaving you alone with Hux who quickly averted his gaze from your form. 
: ̗̀➛ “You helped me?” He said, he questioned. His voice was full of surprise.
: ̗̀➛ “Why wouldn’t I?” You asked, holding your hand out to help him to his feet. 
: ̗̀➛ “I never thought you would go against your brother like that,” was all he said in response before taking your hand and standing to his feet. 
: ̗̀➛ When his hand touched yours, he felt an instant connection. One he never thought he’d feel from anybody. It shocked him so much, he immediately let go of your hand. You frowned at him but didn’t press the matter. 
: ̗̀➛ From that day, Armitage Hux felt differently about you. He couldn’t deny that when you thought about the day you had saved him from your brother's rage, his heartbeat quickened. Your answer to his question of why you had saved him had sent his head into a spiral; why had you saved him? 
: ̗̀➛ Armitage Hux kept a closer eye on you from across the bridge. Watching as you worked with your colleagues, the red lightsaber on your hilt seemingly unused since he had met you. 
: ̗̀➛ It was a few days after and you had decided to approach Hux. 
: ̗̀➛ “How are you feeling?” You asked him, hand reaching out to touch his shoulder comfortingly.
: ̗̀➛ He tensed up at your reaction and moved away, clearing his throat. “Better.”
: ̗̀➛ You were confused but didn’t press the matter, just giving him a quick smile before returning to your post. 
: ̗̀➛ Armitage Hux found himself falling for you quickly after your limited interactions. His heart continued to beat faster when you were near and he found himself watching you more and more on the bridge. 
: ̗̀➛ He felt an unpleasant feeling in his stomach when he saw you talking to male co-workers, one he knew was jealousy. He wasn’t sure how to quell his jealousy however. 
: ̗̀➛ He still kept his distance from you for a while longer. 
: ̗̀➛ “You’ve been acting weird,” you say to Hux one day. 
: ̗̀➛ He looks around to see the two of you were alone. He stammers his words out, throat dry from nerves. “I am?” 
: ̗̀➛ “You are,” you say bluntly. “Why?” 
: ̗̀➛ Hux shakes his head. “I don’t know.” 
: ̗̀➛ You raise your arm to use the force and Hux flinches, thinking he’s about to get force choked when suddenly, he feels you in his mind. You're rifling through all his personal thoughts, and you see yourself. When you’re finished probing his mind, you drop your arm and looked at him in bewilderment. 
: ̗̀➛ “You like me?” You asked, stunned. 
: ̗̀➛ Hux stayed silent as you circled him, confusion evident in your eyes. 
: ̗̀➛ “You like me?” You repeated. 
: ̗̀➛ Hux still remained silent, but nodded his head. You grinned and stopped circling him once you reached his front. 
: ̗̀➛ “I like you too, General,” you smirked. 
: ̗̀➛ There was an unspoken romantic relationship between the two of you from that day on. It wasn’t awkward or uncomfortable. It was… Nice. 
: ̗̀➛ At first, nobody knew about your relationship. It was kept quiet. Hux would invite you to his quarters during the ‘night’ so the two of you could have some quality time together. You would sit and talk about the events of the day, discuss First Order plans and talk about yourself. 
: ̗̀➛ Hux loved to listen to you speak. Your voice was a comfort for him. He could listen to you talk all day about the most miniscule of things. 
: ̗̀➛ Always sent gifts to your quarters to let you know that he was thinking of you when he couldn’t be with you. 
: ̗̀➛ Would always admire you from across the bridge. Watching the way you interacted with your brother, calming him down when things got a little too heated.
: ̗̀➛ Your first kiss happened on a date night in his quarters. You were both laying on his bed watching a movie on his holopad when all of a sudden Hux grabbed your hand. You weren’t startled by his action, just confused. But he pulled you closer so you were hovering over him, staring into each other's eyes. 
: ̗̀➛ He searched your eyes for any signs of uncomfort before pressing his lips to yours softly in the most brain-melting kiss you had ever had. 
: ̗̀➛ Your brother is the first to find out. Probing Hux’s mind to find out why he has been acting so differently lately. In his mind, he sees the two of you getting hot and heavy in a make-out session. 
: ̗̀➛ Kylo see’s red. He automatically chokes Hux (once again) to get more information out of him. And yet again, you come to his aid. 
: ̗̀➛ “What is the meaning of this?” Kylo snaps as you help Hux off the ground. 
: ̗̀➛ “The meaning of what?” You snap back. Your brother holds his unlit lightsaber close, ready to ignite it at a moment's notice. 
: ̗̀➛ “You and him!” He says, venom dripping from his tongue.
: ̗̀➛ “I love him, Kylo,” you say back.
: ̗̀➛ Hux jaw drops. The two of you had never said you love each other before. So to hear you say it for the first time, and to your brother of all people, it made his heart soar.   
: ̗̀➛ “I love her too,” Hux whimpers, his throat hoarse and dry. 
: ̗̀➛ Once again, Kylo storms off in a huff. He can’t believe you and Hux are together. 
: ̗̀➛ Hux will propose to you very early on. He knows you’re the one for him and won’t let you slip away from him. Of course, you say yes. 
: ̗̀➛ Wedding plans are swift and relatively easy. Hux takes care of almost everything, giving you the perfect wedding you had always dreamt of. 
: ̗̀➛ People of the First Order are surprisingly happy for the two of you, offering their congratulations in the hallway and on the bridge as the two of you walk side-by-side.
NSFW: 
: ̗̀➛ Hux is a virgin, 100%. 
: ̗̀➛ Will be nervous about your first time, and will constantly be thinking about it. What if he messes up somehow? What if he hurts you by accident?
: ̗̀➛ You initiate the first time during a heavy make-out session. You kiss down his neck, undoing the shirt of his uniform as you trail your lips further down. When you reach the waistband of his trousers, Hux is breathing heavily. You look up to see his eyes are closed and his lips are parted ever so slightly. You undo his trousers and pull out his heavy cock, licking the tip and earning a shiver from the general above you. You give him a quick blowjob, it’s so quick you wonder if he was even satisfied but he was the one that pulled your head away with whines that he was gonna cum if you carried on. 
: ̗̀➛ Your first time was slow and sweet. You were on top, taking control and showing Hux what you liked and where you liked it. He listened to every word you said, ingraining it into his memory so that he would remember for next time. 
: ̗̀➛ He cums quick, but not too quick that you were unsatisfied.
: ̗̀➛ From that day on Hux will take you whenever he wants, wherever he wants. In the middle of a shift? Meet him in a supply closet. At night? Come to his room sweetheart, he’ll take care of you. 
: ̗̀➛ Has a fantasy about fucking you on the bridge. Maybe one day the two of you can make it happen. 
: ̗̀➛ Favourite position is doggy. He loves being able to see your arse bounce when he thrusts into you. There’s something about it that sends him absolutely feral. Especially when he paws at your tits and feels them bouncing from the force of his pounding. 
: ̗̀➛ He enjoys being dominant in the bedroom. He loves having power over you, telling you what to do etc etc. However, when you bring up the idea of you being in control for one night, he thinks about it. 
: ̗̀➛ At first, he was weary about being submissive, but after he realised he thoroughly enjoyed it. He loved letting you use him like a toy to get off however you wanted to get off. 
: ̗̀➛ Therefore he’s a switch. Sometimes he’s dominant and sometimes he’s submissive. 
: ̗̀➛ At the end of the day, Hux uses sex to show you how much he loves you. Always taking care of you afterwards and making sure that you’re happy and content.
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raparopa · 8 months
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Hello! May I request general hux with a resistance reader who saves him like he's all bleeding out and dieing but the reader comes along and scoops him up to patch him up for whatever reason maybe they know he's the spy or smth? Anyway have a good day and take care of yourself :)
-🍷
a/n: I am very happy to write about star wars))) thanks for the request! Looking forward to more posts from you guys!
warnings: language (?), mention of blood and violence, reader's POV, I don't know what first order prison cells look like
pairing: Armitage Hux x fem!resistance!reader
hux! hux?
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All I found was blood running from my lip and dripping onto the floor of the cell the First Order put me in. In fact, there was nothing surprising in the fact that I was in captivity. When you fight for freedom, you prepare yourself for the fact that sooner or later you will have to give up your life or freedom for your goal.
They needed someone who has information, well, and in addition, someone who knows Rey and her plans (apparently for Kylo Ren's personal purposes, each time he can get it as he can).
I wiped the blood from my face with my palm and found scarlet spots on the skin. I've been in possession for so long that I've already lost track of time. But it was better than facing endless interrogations and forceful methods again. In order not to go crazy, I count the scratches on the seemingly safe walls of my cell and have almost reached a hundred ...
Out of my field of vision, hurried, ragged steps were heard, as if my unexpected guest doubted his actions. I was filled with curiosity, but I didn't move, only peering out of the corner of my eye at the metal that had replaced the wall that opened onto the corridor. But my brain suddenly flashed when something red flashed behind the wall. I turned my head too, extremely sharply when I realized who exactly disturbed my prison peace.
Hux.
Hux!
Hux?
The First Order general stood in front of the door that led to the cell, his face haughty and his chin held high. My brows furrowed as soon as I saw him. He was alone, unguarded, and not even Phasma was around. The corridor was completely empty, only two sides of the same war face to face, separated this time only by an iron grid of bars.
Something was clearly wrong, and you didn't have to be Force sensitive to feel it.
-You,- he said harshly to me. -Come here immediately.
I raised my eyebrows, amazed at the turn of events.
-For what? -I said with a stupid smile. -To what? He grinned viciously, quickly turning his head to the sides, surveying the corridor.
-Get over here quickly, Y/L!- he hissed angrily through his teeth, inaudibly hitting the iron with his fist.
The smile immediately disappeared from my face, and I cautiously got up from the bunk, striding over the distance between them, cautiously pushing my shoulder forward, as if for an attack.
-Closer! You want the entire First Order to run? Stupid revolutionary...!
-Yes, I’m coming!”-I interrupted his angry tirade and slid closer to the grate, crossing my arms over my chest. -What owes such close attention to the general personally?
He rolled his eyes in annoyance at my outburst.
- What, the sadistic vein woke up? Came to take another session of torture? I said that I...
-I'm a spy.
I froze in mid-sentence, interrupted by his sharp, like a shot, statement, and my hands fell like those of a weak-willed rag doll.
-What?- I blurted out involuntarily.
-I'm a spy! How many more times do you have to say it before it gets to your rebel head? I am a spy for the First Order.
My face stretched and my stomach twisted into a tight tube as my mind frantically processed what it had just said and the full meaning finally dawned on me.
-It can not be...
-May be.
-But why?! How so?! - I had a hundred questions and a hundred words spinning on my tongue, but I managed to say only this, and that, with great difficulty. Hux chuckled, eyes flashing.
-I don't care who wins - the Resistance or the First Order, I want Kylo Ren to lose.
-Kriff…- I breathed. Armitage Hux was a fucking traitor, the one who sent data to the Resistance, helped us all along. It couldn't even be called a dream, more like a hallucination, a mirage that caused the hot sun if I was on Tatooine now.
-That changes everything... That's all...- I almost suffocated from everything that was happening. -Kriff...- I looked up at him, thinking that I would find at least a hint that he was lying, but at the mention of Kylo Ren, his face was contorted with such anger that there was no doubt left - he had just confessed to me that he was spying for the Resistance. -And now what? How can I use this information?
Hux lifted his chin again.
- I have data that will be useful to the Resistance. I will give them to you, and you will give them to your general.
-I don’t know if it’s noticeable or not,- I giggled nervously, leaning my shoulder against the cold wall. - But I'm still in the cell. I'm in prison. And a little shocked, but that doesn't matter. Now I wanted to laugh out loud, loud enough for the whole galaxy to hear. Kriff, Poe, and Finn will rip me to the bone if they find out!
Hux rolled his eyes in annoyance again.
- I'll help you leave so that you pay the least attention to yourself and make the least noise. As you usually do, children of Leia.
I thought.
-Why do you think I'll believe you, red-headed bastard?- I said low and softly, staring fixedly at his painfully pale face. He curled his lips arrogantly.
-Don't think. You have no other choice, rebel scum. Well, do you just rot here.
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Surprisingly, this red-haired trickster kept his word and pulled me out of the cell. True, of course, damn it, it didn’t work out without noise, and we drew attention to ourselves. Both. And now Hux was called not a spy, but a traitor and a deserter.
I picked up the stunned stormtrooper's new blaster as I fired at the others around the corner. There was nothing left before the cherished ship, here they are, the cherished couple of meters to my freedom, a little more, and I will again be able to breathe deeply.
I pulled the trigger on the blaster again, glare flickered down the hallway. I saw that somewhere, among the stormtroopers, Hux was flickering - he was darting about in a black-orange spot against the background of light armor and it was hard not to notice him, but he worried me the least while I was fighting for my life again. My eyes were covered with a scarlet veil of excitement and hatred, while the blaster in my hands heated up, and the soldiers remained less and less. Somewhere I heard a loud exclamation, and a strange, dull thud, but I did not pay attention, jumping out from around the corner and removing the rest of the obstacles from the horizon, making my way to the ships.
I looked at every centimeter I passed—quickly, but quickly, adrenaline filled my limbs with unprecedented lightness, blood pounded in my ears, and then my eyes opened and closed several times.
-what, you got shot?- I asked for some reason, as if it was not obvious from Hux, who was pinned to the wall, and a pool of blood near him.
He didn't answer, just looking at me in fear.
-Kriff…- I muttered, shoving the Imperial blaster into my belt. -Where to?-Where is the injury?
He shook his head and I saw how his uniform was smoking in the area of ​​the left shoulder.
-Well, how is it ... - for some reason, I escaped with regret. -Give me a hand. I extended my hand to him.
-Go away,- he fished out a block with information from his pocket with great difficulty and jabbed it at my shoulder.
This made me angry. For some reason I wanted to help him stay alive, he would have died anyway, if I had left him here, he would either bleed out or be shot before I got to the base.
Why am I thinking about this?
I'm sure it's only because he pulled me out of the cell.
Only because of this.
I'm sure.
- And he said that I was a fool, - with an unprecedented force for myself, I grabbed his collar of a black uniform and pulled it towards me, putting the already former general on his feet. Hux immediately hunched over, almost collapsing. -Give at least a modicum of effort so I can help!- I barked at him.
He gave me a wild look, but complied, wrapping his good arm around me like a lifeline.
-You would have been killed here anyway, but at least there is a small chance that you will live longer ...- I muttered to myself under my breath, dragging him along with me. - I'm sure Leia will be very ... glad ...
-She'll kill me.- He protested weakly.
-She won’t kill you,- I drawled. -Other guys are doing this in the Resistance. Moreover, we value guys like you, well, who know a lot about the rear of the enemy. - The power slowly began to leave me, but there was not much left. -Besides, from our base it is much more interesting to watch the defeat of Kylo Ren than dangerously close to him.
Hux mumbled something incomprehensibly, hobbling, trying to echo my heavy steps. Probably agreed. How strange.
x x x
The troughs of the First Order weren't as disgusting as I had previously thought. The general collapsed on another seat, sighing as if he was about to split into two. The ship jumped into hyperspace and I jumped out of my pilot's seat, grabbing my first aid kit.
-Come on, taking off your tunic.-I ordered, and Hux immediately stopped dragging out his extreme drama, again looking at me in fear.
-You look like I haven’t seen naked men.- I grunted, sitting on the floor. -Come on, come on, I’ll treat you, General Hux.
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blue-sadie · 7 months
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Torture
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Imagine:
Being hux's girlfriend and him slowly torturing you by teasing and touching you leaving you on the edge intill it's unbearable.
"Don't you dare cum little one, if you do ill have to punish you even further and trust me you don't want that"
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komotionlessqueenmm · 2 years
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Imagine # 1,009
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Gif credit goes to - @lightly-lumiere (Unless told otherwise.)
Year posted - 2022
*This is gonna be a real fucking nightmare for you sweet Darling reader... Good luck!
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headphones-ct-09978 · 2 years
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Imagine being General Hux's assistant.
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pineapplepunchhh · 3 months
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“Too Young.”
Kylo Ren x Reader
In this story when appointed Supreme Leader, Kylo is in his early 30's. There is no use of y/n, readers name just isn’t mentioned, use of biologically female anatomical features.
Warnings: age gap (10yrs?) possesive and obsessive Kylo, half smut, toxic maybe?
NOT PROOFREAD
Being so young you felt like you always had to prove yourself, if somebody assigned you a task you would complete it a hundred times better than what was originally asked of you. But even with your outstanding efforts on the Finalizer, you were still looked down upon by your superiors. Yes your endeavors were excellent and nobody could complain about the work that you delivered but even then people would still call you, too young.
It hurt the first few times... oh but who were you kidding? It hurt every single time that it slipped from someones tongue, especially his. Kylo Ren, the recently appointed new Supreme Leader of the First Order. He was captivating, with and without helmet, you had only seen his face about two times in your years of working on the Finalizer but the image could never leave your mind, he was absolutely spellbinding. His beauty went beyond what you had expected, piercing brown eyes, dark hair that fell almost too perfectly around his face, a scar starting under his eye and disappearing into his clothes, a beautifully pale complexion and that nose, that might have been your favorite part of him, his big and prominent nose. His charm, however, was not limited to his face for you, he was huge, he was tall and everything seemed to be in proportion, his hands were huge, his arms were huge, his legs, anything and everything. He always towered right over you, when he was behind you he acted almost like a wall. He had never explicitly said it but whenever your mind wandered from a task to just how big his hands or gorgeous his eyes were, you could hear a voice in your head, a small whisper that you swore sounded just like him, ''You're too young.'' It said, rejecting your thoughts about your Supreme Leader.
But despite these comments entering your mind whenever your thoughts drove off to him, you were unsure of how genuine they were, whenever you were off to handle tasks you could always feel a presence lurking right behind you, and when you turned your head you could find him, standing in the same hallway, observing you but quickly walking away when you caught his stare. What you did not know is that you were right, the voice in your head was his, reminding you that you were too young, too young for him, It was not as much for you as it was for him. He could not get you off his mind, he tried day and night to stop thinking about you, your beauty was even more captivating to him as his was to you, but you were simply too young, you had only recently turned twenty two years old and he was well in his mid-thirties, he in no way wanted to corrupt your still innocent and free soul with his corrupt and troubled one, if anything he wanted to preserve what you had, you could not belong to him, he could not do that to you, but you could not belong to anybody else either.
For this reason whenever you would interact with any man on the ship, they would suddenly need to report to the Supreme Leader or he would suddenly appear behind you two, telling you both you need to get back to your tasks. You had begun talking to one of the First Order officers you later learned was named Lin. Lin was a kind man that often helped with your tasks even though you insisted you could perform them fine on your own, which was true, and he knew that, nonetheless he just wanted an excuse to spend his time with and around you. Kylo noticed this, and he did not like it, at all, no matter how much he called Lin to him, told you to go back to work or intervened in any way, he always came back. Kylo could not stand it, Lin might not have been a bad influence per se but Kylo could not risk it, he had to preserve your pristineness, your innocence, and to do that, he had step up his game. Kylo called Lin into the conference room and it did not take long for him to enter. ''Supreme Leader, sir, I am here, what do you need me for?'' Lin was panting as he walked up to Kylo, beads of sweat running down his face indicating he ran there as soon as Kylo called him. ''Hello, Lin,'' Kylo started talking, his voice distorted by his helmet, ''I have called you here because we need to have a talk.'' He stated, turning his body to Lin and stepping closer to him, Lin could feel Kylo's eyes piercing through his skull even with the helmet on. ''W-Well, what do we need to talk about, Supreme Leader?'' Lin was afraid, he knew what Kylo was capable of, he was a man with no mercy for anybody he deemed his enemy. ''I can sense your fear,'' snickered Kylo. ''You are weak Lin, I hope you are aware of that, but that is not the point, what I want to talk to you about is the girl.'' Lin raised his eyebrows in confusion. ''Do you mean-'' He started before being interrupted by Kylo. ''Yes, her, you are going to stop talking to her, you understand?'' Kylo stated, Lin's confusion rose. ''But Supreme Leader, sir, why?'' He questioned Kylo, Kylo stepped towards him, minimizing the distance between them every step he took and Lin did not dare step back, Kylo took one of his gloved hands and roughly grabbed Lin's face so hard he almost broke his jaw. ''Because I say so, and what I say, goes, you understand?'' Lin sputtered as tears formed in the corners of his eyes, he tried nodding but Kylo's tight grip would not let him. ''Yes s-sir.'' Lin barely got the words out but when they left his lips Kylo let go of him, ''now scram, you fool.'' Lin had already ran before Kylo could complete his sentence.
The following day when you were up to some of your daily tasks you passed by Lin in one of the halls, you waved your hand at him and were about to walk up to him to strike up a conversation, but as soon as he saw you, his eyes widened and he quickly walked off. You felt as if he was avoiding you, but you could not understand why, until you took a look behind you to find your Supreme Leader standing in the dark, watching you. He had been up to something and you knew it. You wanted nothing but to confirm your suspicions, but what were you going to do? You could not possibly risk offending Kylo, you would lose everything you had worked oh so hard for to build up these past few years, however your curiousity was eating you alive and you simply could not take it anymore. It was the late afternoon when you stormed into the conference room you knew Kylo Ren would be at, and luckily for you he was there alone. ''Ah hello, what a surprise to see you here!'' Kylo exclaimed when he saw you enter through the big, steel doors. ''What is it you come to me fo-'' you cut Kylo off before he can finish his sentence, your eyes trying their best to pierce through his helmet as you stand maybe... a little too close to him. ''What have you been up to?'' You question him, trying to contain your anger. ''What are you talking about?'' Kylo countered your question with his own, stepping closer to further limit the distance between you two. As his body comes closer to yours you almost forget what you came to him for in the first place, your fiery eyes go from his helmet to his chest, arms, hands, you take in his body, the size, the greatness, then you hear a low chuckle coming from Kylo's helmet. Your eyes shoot back up at him, ''I am talking about Lin, and basically any other man that I have ever come in contact with, they all suddenly get called away or distracted by something and you are always around when that happens, and Lin, we talked every single day and suddenly one day he starts avoiding me like the plague!'' You exclaimed in a tone you maybe should not have used, you realized your words and your throat felt closed up, you heartbeat increased rapidly and you hoped you were not visibly sweating. ''What exactly are you accusing me of.'' He lowered his head to to yours, the glass in the helmet showing you your own nervous and trembling reflection. ''N-nothing sir, I-I am sorry, sir..'' Your voice was shaking and you swore he just chuckled again, you could slightly make out the shape of his eyes behind the glass of his helmet. He stepped away from you raising his head back up. ''You are not wrong, you know? Maybe I scared some of them off a little.'' He shrugged, his back was turned to you as he walked to the other side of the room, you quickly followed. ''Wait what? excuse me sir but why would you do that?'' he came to a sudden halt and you almost crashed into his back, he spun back around. ''Because they were not worthy.'' You felt, flattered? Somehow? But angry at the same time, you were angry at him for turning away your chances at any type of relationship with anybody on the ship, but you were also flattered that Kylo Ren, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, was this invested in you, that he cared about you this much. ''Then who is worthy?'' You asked him, he sighed all he wanted to tell you was that it was him, he was worthy, he wanted you, he wanted to tell you he heard all your thoughts about him, every single one and that all he wanted to do was fulfill them, but you were just... too young. ''Sir?'' You placed your hand on his arm and he quickly shook his arm to get your hand off. ''No, do not touch me.'' He shook his head taking a step back from you. ''But why, sir?'' The way the word 'sir' rolled so smoothly off your tongue drove him crazy, he wanted nothing more than to have you, to kiss you, to touch you. ''I know how you have been thinking about me, your thoughts, they are so loud, so loud, but I am sorry, I cannot answer to them, you are too young.''
It stung, like a knife to the heart it stung, Supreme Leader Kylo Ren, the man you had been lusting over for so long, he confirmed it, you were too young, but you were determined, now that you knew how he thought about you, you needed it, you needed him. ''I know im young, sir, but my mind is well beyond my years.'' You tried to persuade him, he turned his back to you and right when you thought you were being rejected, you heard a low hissing sound, his hand went up to his head, they grabbed his helmet and slowly raised it from his head. You saw his dark hair falling out from the helmet he then placed next to him on the conference table. He slowly turned around and you were met with his dark brown eyes, those piercing eyes, they looked down at you as he stepped closer, It was like you remembered, the eyes, the hair, the nose, the lips and the long scar, all you could think about was where it ended. A low chuckle emitted from his full, plush lips ''Your thoughts are so loud.'' He stepped closer to you, his gloved hand reached up to your face, caressing you cheek with the rough leather. ''But I cannot, I cannot corrupt your pure soul.'' You placed your hand on top of his, feeling just how big it was. ''You could not corrupt me even if you tried.'' You smirked at him, your confidence was radiating, you had this opportunity now and there was no way you were going to let it slip. Kylo's eyes went wide, he was shocked at your sudden confident attitude, his lips formed into a smirk and he grabbed your face with the hand resting on your cheek, he pulled your face towards his own and without a second thought he crashed his lips onto yours, you were soon to kiss him back and before you knew it you were half-sitting half-laying down on the conference room's table with Kylo between your legs hungrily kissing your lips.
''Your thoughts, your desires, your fantasies.'' He said inbetween kisses. ''I want to fulfill them all.'' He bit at your lip before moving his kisses down to your jawline and from your jawline to your neck, biting, sucking, licking, doing whatever he pleased. 'He continued speaking dirty words and sweet praise inbetween licks and bites, the only noises coming from you being whimpers and moans. ''You sound.. so sweet.'' He commented before pulling away from your neck causing you to whimper, he grabbed the bottom of your shirt lifting it up over your head, he stuck out a hand and an invisible pair of hands unclasped and removed your bra, an interesting use of the force for sure. H e took in the image of your naked boobs, still trying to process that this was really happening. He slowly extended his hand to one of your boobs, massaging it, looking up at you for any confirmation, you gave him a nod and he attached his lips to your nipple, sucking and licking at whilst massaging the other one, you tried to keep quiet not knowing if the room was any form of soundproof. Kylo pulled away from your nipple and was on his way to your pants before a swift sound came from behind you, you turned your head and saw the big doors had opened and General Hux stood in the doorway, he quickly turned to look away and you picked up your clothes and got dressed almost in an instant. Kylo did not seem to be affected by the situation at all simply stating ''we will continue our meeting later, I think General Hux needs me.'' He looked down at you giving you a wink, your cheeks heated up and you quickly scurried off past General Hux desperately trying to avoid eyecontact.
You could not wait for later.
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solohux · 1 month
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The Arkanian legend of Vice General Valentine is one that Hux knows well. During a period of intense civil war that split the planet in two halves, the Vice General held secret ceremonies for lovers on opposite sides of the war who wanted to marry, to bond. He was eventually found, of course, and his treachery led to his death but the centuries old tale is honoured once a year on Valentine’s Day, a day that celebrates love in all of its forms.
When the calendar notification flashes up on his datapad, Hux scrunches his nose up in disgust. It makes him want to throw his datapad across his chambers but instead, he huffs with revulsion and sits up straighter in his bed. Ridiculous; of all the things to commend, he can hardly believe that his people would choose to honour someone who was a traitor to his own allegiance. Valentine’s Day is nothing more than a commercial trap that is set for half-witted fools who believe that they’re in the throes of infatuation, and it makes Hux sick to his stomach.
“Happy Valentine’s Day, lover.”
Hux frowns, but accepts the kiss from Kylo anyway. The Knight gives him a gentle peck on the lips before moving to kiss both of his cheeks, forehead and nose before handing a cup of Hux’s morning caf to him.
“How do you know about Valentine’s Day?” Hux asks, happily taking the beverage.
“It’s a Chandrillan tradition,” Kylo says, sitting down on the bed. He sets his hand upon Hux’s leg and rubs it absentmindedly; Hux silently admits how much these small actions of affection mean to him. “A Lieutenant of the Chandrillan army went against the orders of his superior officer to forbid her to marry someone she loved. Something about him having familial links to an enemy. But he married him anyway, and the two performed covert marriage ceremonies for people in the same situation. They eventually became The Lords Valentine. People from Chandrilla honour them once a year on Valentine’s Day.”
“That’s not the story,” Hux scoffs. “And it’s a tale from an Arkanis legend, not from Chandrilla.”
“I know my history, Hux.”
“As do I, Ren. Valentine’s Day is an annual celebration of love on Arkanis.“
“On Chandrilla too.”
The likelihood of a military man with the same name becoming involved in secret marriage ceremonies on two completely different planet seems far too impossible for Hux’s logical mind to comprehend but he sees the softness in Kylo’s eyes and decides not to challenge it any further. And then, he sees something else.
The room is covered in red roses; petals are scattered everywhere and on every surface whilst long-stemmed roses stand proudly in perfect arrangements in vases. There must be hundreds of them, all seemingly glittering in the low light of their bed chambers. The sight of them surrounding him is one of the most beautiful things that Hux has ever seen.
“Ren,” Hux sighs with a smile. “What’s this?”
“Like I said, Happy Valentine’s Day, lover,” Kylo says as a large bunch of roses float elegantly into his open hand. He holds them out to Hux, who takes them and inhales their fresh aroma.
“I didn’t get you anything,” Hux says dejectedly. “I’ve never…I’ve never had to before.”
“You’ve already given me everything I need, Hux,” Kylo says, leaning in closely until his lips are almost upon Hux’s. “You’re my air. You’re my heart. You’re my galaxy. What else could I ever need?”
Perhaps Valentine’s Day isn’t so ridiculous after all, now that he has someone to share his love with.
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tomatette · 4 months
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kylo-skywalkerr · 8 months
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Looking through the Kylux tag is always so fascinating to me because there's two types of Kylux shippers.
1. People who create serious and usually quite emotional content. While it isn't all canon compliant, they take it seriously and create some fascinating art and fan fics. Sometimes it's the mutual healing of two fucked up individuals, which is almost poetic.
2. Ravenously horny people.
There is no in-between.
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(Pic because it's funny to me)
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soup-scope · 1 year
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huxley and damien are total girl dads
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drio-r-xiamar · 5 months
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🧡 🖤
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paganprankster · 2 months
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Chance Encounters (Kylo Ren x GN!reader) (SFW)
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Summary:
(Y/N) is one of the highest-ranking officials employed for the overseeing of the Death Star construction- a plan ordered by Kylo Ren. They stayed clear of him but could no longer as a sudden breach of an Imperial force supply base was reported- resulting in their paths crossing for the first time.
In the distant future, humanity has expanded its reach across the galaxy, eventually forming a vast alliance known as the Imperial Forces. This alliance occupies a variety of planets, with their influence reaching the farthest edges of the galaxy. Each planet was accompanied by its unique cultures, technologies, and species. However, the Imperial Forces rule was threatened when a military force- known as the Rebellion- began to rise in (population). They were in direct opposition to the Imperial forces, often trying to (ruin) technological research in response to the rumor that they were attempting to recreate the infamous Death Star. Should they succeed through their trials and tribulations, it would be the end of the Rebellion. Wherever the resistance has influence, the planet would be eradicated immediately without remorse- simultaneously serving as a reminder for the rest of the galaxy to never show resistance against the Imperial Forces.
 (Y/N) took another glance at the holographic map in front of them, slowly circling and analyzing the data concerning a recent attack on the Imdaar galactic supply base. To hide progress made on the Death Star, the blueprints were stored safely on the Finalizer under guard of thousands of imperial employees- making it near impossible for spies to find and successfully steal. The supplies used in the construction were scattered throughout most Imperial bases to hide them. The most valuable of which, the near indestructible Quandanium Steel and its alloys, were concealed within the confines of the Imdaar base; and now, they were destroyed. (Y/N)’s face conformed into a scowl. “Who knows how much money we lost in this attack,” they quickly used their fingers to zoom out of the base’s location and onto the nearby regions, “Do we know where they attacked from?” General Hux appeared beside them. “The stormtroopers on site didn't give any information that was useful,” he began, “After the bombing after the battle of Yavin, you would expect that our defenses there would be near impenetrable after it was rebuilt. But here we are-” Hux let out a halfhearted chuckle. (Y/N)’s eyes did not leave the map. They could feel the sensation of Hux’s eyes on them- following their movements- but they paid no mind. Being one of the highest-ranking officials employed for the overseeing of the Death Star construction, it was your job to help recoup after this loss. “General Hux, we are going to need a team to get together and survey the area- see where the infiltration may have occurred and see what may remain. The material there is essential to our project- and if nothing remains in the rubble, we will need proper funding to build from scratch. Another Imperial officer, part of (Y/N)’s operation team, nervously cleared his throat to garner attention.
“We will need to inform Master Ren about this-” he said, and immediately General Hux turned to face him, striking a fear into your poor coworker's body, and silencing him. “You’re overstepping your authority- and by informing Ren,” informally using his name, “Will only create a larger problem than we already have.”
“With all due respect, General,” (Y/N)’s voice cut through the growing tensions in the room, “Not informing him would warrant a bigger problem. We need a team, and funding- It will be impossible without the support of Master Ren.”
General Hux turned to face you, focusing his eyes onto yours. You watched as your coworker gave a small sigh of relief and returned to documenting the net loss of the attack with the rest of his group a safe distance away from Hux. General Hux is notorious for the need to be in control; Rarely anyone defies his orders, and if they do, they suffer the consequences. (Y/N) confidently stood their ground, maintaining their unwavering eye contact. (Y/N) straightened their posture, challengingly. Hux’s eyes searched theirs, not used any show of defiance.
“Ren-”
“Listen to them, if you know what’s good for you.”  
All heads swiveled towards the location of the robotic-like voice- a voice unmistakable. At the door to the meeting room stood Kylo Ren, donning his black mask and matching robes. Quickly, everyone in the room lowered their heads as a show of respect. Only Hux, and (Y/N) raised their heads again. (Y/N) smirked upon noticing the red look creeping its way onto Hux’s face. Whether it be from embarrassment, or anger, they were unsure. The smirk quickly left as they gazed back at Kylo Ren and met where his eyes would be- obscured by his mask. A chill went down their spine, simultaneously breaking eye contact upon noticing the closed fists of Kylo Ren shaking in anger. ‘Shit,’ they thought, ‘Hux has him pissed.’  If Hux’s comments had not pissed him off enough, the news about the attack on Imdaar would surely be his last straw. (Y/N) was the first to break this silence. “Master Ren, there’s been an attack on the supplies base on Imdaar-” nearly immediately, Kylo Rens murderous aura filled the room. He briskly walked to the holo-map that displayed the areas of damage.
“What did we lose?” he asked, turning towards one of the officers on your squad. Terrified, the officer began anxiously scanning the data on his holo-pad. “N-nearly 5.6 million credits worth of damage to the base. Certain areas of the base remain... but all the Quandanium steel has been destroyed. If there are any that remains in the rubble,” He shook his head, “It would be severely damaged and unusable.”
The silence filled the room, save for the increasingly heavy breathing emanating from Kylo Ren. In a rage, he wielded his lightsaber, illuminating the room with a blinding red glow. He angrily brought it down on the meeting room table, quickly splitting it in half, causing the table to collapse on itself and the holo-map to shut down. Everyone recoiled in fear and shuffled closer to the door leading to the halls of the Finalizer- their escape. Sweat began to drip down General Hux’s face as he readjusted his uniform out of nervousness.
“Get out.” Ren commanded. (Y/N)’s squad quickly left the room, hastily handing them the holo-pad displaying the analyzed data of the supply base attack. They would not need to be told twice- observing the anger of Ren was terrifying enough; delaying a response to his orders would be a death sentence. “Including you, general,” He hissed. General Hux held a scowl, before bowing his head and leaving the room. You followed behind, only for the door to be slammed shut before you could pass through. Was that the use of the force?
“Not you- I need you to debrief this attack.”  he said while re-holstering his saber.
(Y/N) took a sharp inhale due to their growing anxiety. Alone with the leader infamous for his anger, they thought, and I must disclose the carelessness behind our defenses that day. (Y/N) cleared their throats before making their way to the (now broken) meeting table. “Well,” they began, placing their teams holo-pad onto a nearby chair and displaying the map of the base that day, “when asking the stormtroopers deployed there, they were unable to give any information about things that may have seemed amiss.” (Y/N) pressed a few buttons to reveal the entirety of the base and pointed to three locations. “When this base was rebuilt, it was rebuilt with strengthened building materials with the previously flawed architectural decisions kept in mind. These locations were considered more vulnerable to attacks,” (Y/N) slightly shook their head, “but surveillance of the area pre-breach didn't show anything out of the ordinary-”
Ren approached and stood directly in front of (Y/N), looking down at them due to their height difference.
“If you can maintain eye contact with Hux,” Kylo ren nearly spat, “Then I expect the same for me.”
Shit, they thought, was my avoidance that noticeable? (Y/N)’s eyes shifted before locking eyes onto Kylo Ren’s mask- where his eyes (assumedly) would be. In an instant, a cold chill traversed through their spine, hairs on the back of their neck standing on edge. A few moments of silence brought the room to a standstill, before (Y/N) cleared their throat before responding, “Y-Yes, sir.” They cringed internally upon hearing the crack in their voice- a betrayal of their body.
Kylo Ren tilted his head slightly- analyzing the person before him. Upon hearing their response, he let out a gruff “Good ... and what have you deduced from this attack?”
(Y/N) maintained their eye contact and nervously fidgeted. No matter the performance, their anxiety would always show through. “...It means there must have been an internal breach. There are spies within our ranks and informed the resistance- at least about the materials. I am unsure if more classified information was leaked.”
Kylo Ren tensed before them, infuriation growing by the second. “Spies?”  His hands closed into fists again, with increasing shaking. He furiously turned, gesturing towards the holo-pad with his hand and used the force to fling it into the wall, causing it to shatter upon impact. (Y/N) jolted in response.
“Get out.” he murmured, back now turned to them. He re-ignited his saber.
I live to see another day, (Y/N) thought, and quickly stumbled over to the meeting room door and opened it via fingerprint. Before exiting the room, they gave a quick bow to Ren, and stammered: “We can discuss further plans at a later time.” (Y/N) hesitated for a moment. “Look after yourself,”
(Y/N) quickly left the room, hesitating no longer without waiting for a response. The door shut behind them, and they could hear the muffled sounds of breaking equipment and furniture from within. (Y/N) began to briskly walk away from the room, heart racing as the anxiety began to overflow.
(Y/N) cursed aloud and began biting their nails. Look after yourself, they mocked themselves in their subconscious.  What overcame me? They let out a heavy sigh. This was the first-time meeting Kylo Ren. And it was certainly not the last.
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charliedawn · 2 months
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DEFECTIVE GOOD
Part 1
A Star Wars fanfiction that follows the story of JR-6025—a stormtrooper with something very rare to find within the First Order...
A soul.
Hope you will enjoy reading the story as much as l enjoyed writing it.
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What was at the origin of the First Order ?
Nobody knew.
The Empire had fallen long ago, but then the First Order was built upon the ashes. Some said it was Supreme Leader Snoke who had once decided to bring back order to the galaxy.
Others thought that it was the Empire—what was left of it anyway...It seemed the universe was bound to repeat its mistakes.
And that was the moment JR-6025 was born.
In the middle of the war, she was taken, sold and raised to become a stormtrooper.
A stormtrooper on the Starkiller Base.
On the Starkiller Base :
General Hux was typing away on his data pad when a knock was heard. He looked up and spoke in a short and flat tone.
"Come in."
A few seconds later, a stormtrooper came in.
"What is it, trooper ?" He asked and the stormtrooper JR-6025 took a deep breath before replying.
"The last parts for the laser have arrived, sir." The stormtrooper had her hands clasped behind her back and stayed completely still as General Hux seemed to be somehow relieved.
"Finally. Good news." He smiled and JR-6025 nodded. General Hux thought that was the end of the report, but was surprised to find JR-6025 still standing before him. The trooper knew that even adding one wrong word represented a great risk but, she decided to speak up anyway.
"I would like to speak with you."
General Hux frowned before looking the stormtrooper up and down. He then sighed before resuming typing on his data pad. JR-6025 thought that would be the end of that—but then General Hux spoke again.
"Be quick."
JR-6025 hesitated before confessing.
"I worry, sir."
General Hux stopped typing on his data pad to look at her.
"Worry about what ?"
She grimaced underneath her helmet as she knew that it wouldn't be easy for her to get to the point she was trying to make, but she also knew General Hux would more inclined to hear her concern after she delivered good news.
"About Kylo Ren, sir."
He held back an eye roll at the familiar name.
"What about him ?"
JR-6025 grasped her wrist tightly and started rubbing her inner wrist nervously.
"He made us seek the scavenger girl on a planet where half our forces were killed. Was it really necessary ?"
General Hux leaned back and frowned at her words.
"Kylo Ren's obsession with the scavenger girl is his weakness. It shall be his undoing."
There was a certain finality to his words, but JR-6025 decided to insist.
"But ours as well, sir. We need to do something or there won't be any First Order stormtroopers remaining..."
General Hux's eyes narrowed. He was clearly displeased by her insistence.
"Be patient. She's just a girl from a desolate wasteland. Surely she shouldn't be that much of a concern."
JR-6035 winced underneath her helmet as she fidgeted anxiously.
"I understand, but the extent to which Lord Kylo Ren is willing to go for the girl is... concerning." She said—for lack of a better word.
General Hux sighed.
"Kylo Ren may be impulsive, but he knows what he's doing." General Hux eventually replied dismissively and waited for the stormtrooper to leave. She didn't.
"...Does he ?" General Hux’s eyes looked up again and they narrowed again at the suspicion in the stormtrooper's question.
"Do not question his authority, stormtrooper."
JR-6025 knew she was walking on thin ice and she could feel thin layers of sweat forming on her head.
"I question nothing. I state facts. And fact is... we are diminishing in numbers."
General Hux stood up and clasped his hands behind his back.
"If you are insinuating that Kylo Ren is the cause of this, be careful." There was a hidden warning behind his words and JR-6025 knew better than to ignore his unspoken words...but, the concern was real.
"I do not insinuate anything, sir. As I have previously mentioned. I state facts." She repeated—trying to sound more confident than she was.
General Hux sighed before sitting back down. He couldn't deny the truth behind her words.
"Your point is noted." He finally answered and JR-6025 hesitated on whether or not she should leave. General Hux noticed before adding to clarify.
"You are dismissed, trooper."
She quickly nodded.
"Yes, sir."
She saluted him before walking out.
After she had left, General Hux was suddenly filled with deep unease. What she said rang true...the First Order was, indeed, diminishing in numbers. He had his mission, and nothing would deter him from succeeding. But what of Kylo Ren ? He tsskd in annoyance before looking back down at his data pad.
He would have to talk with the annoying sith.
……….
Later that day, JR-6025 was doing her usual rounds around her designated section when she heard loud noises coming from one of the commanding officer's rooms. She could hear voices inside and recognized Kylo Ren's and General Hux's. She hesitated for a moment before walking up to the door and taking a peak inside-only to find Supreme Lord Kylo Ren wrecking havoc inside. He had his lightsaber lit and was throwing it up and down in a fit of rage on all of the equipment the First Order had acquired recently. It would leave a lot of cleaning-up to do afterwards—that was for sure. She then noticed General Hux standing beside him—as cool and composed as ever. The only hints of his true feelings: the raise of an eyebrow and the slight tilt downwards of the corner of his mouth.
She guessed he must have delivered some bad news to Lord Kylo Ren and he was now facing the consequences of such an action. But then, she was surprised to hear Lord Kylo Ren yell.
"You DARE to suggest that I control my rage ?!"
He hit the table with his fist and General Hux raised an eyebrow at the mark it left on his brand-new desk.
"I do." General Hux confirmed without fear and JR-6025’s eyes widened. "I am tired of having my equipment turned to pieces every time it conveniences you to throw a fit. Or my soldiers dropping like flies because you cannot control your own emotions."
His voice didn't hide his irritation and pride. But, his expression suddenly became cold and stern as he added.
"And you know what ? I take it back. I suggest something different now. I suggest you cease whining and complaining and get out of my office this instant !"
He yelled the second half of his sentence and pointed to the door significantly, his voice so loud that the nearby stormtroopers were startled—including JR-6025 who was on her round. She couldn’t believe it. Had General Hux actually listened to her ?
JR-6025's eyes widened as she heard a loud crash and was worried one of them might have gotten hurt. She hesitated whether or not she should open the door—but one of the other stormtroopers grabbed her arm and shook his head to dissuade her. It was not her fight.
And, she begrudgingly complied.
But, none of them walked away. They all looked at each other and there was this moment of telepathic understanding that no other being in the universe could possibly comprehend that made them eavesdrop. It was like this inexplicable pull of children when they hear their parents have an argument in the kitchen...but the pull was ten times more irresistible.
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Inside :
General Hux slowly stood back up and even though he was bleeding from his lower lip, he refused to lower his gaze. He wouldn't lower himself before Kylo Ren—no matter what. How had this brat been gifted with the force ?! It was beyond him. The dark hatred threatened he felt to swallow him whole—jealousy releasing its poisonous waves. He had been trying so hard to get the upper hand on the annoying brat who had always seemed to get Snoke's full attention...And he dared come in here and make a fool out of him ?!
Kylo turned around him like a shark around its prey in the waters and chuckled darkly.
"I can hear your thoughts, General. Your most inner desires...Do you really think you could be gifted with the force ? Or learn to wield it ?"
General Hux closed his eyes and bit his lower lip in order to force himself not to reply—knowing it didn't matter. Kylo Ren knew the truth.
He had always known.
"You will NEVER be one of us. You shall NEVER be great. Better just give up, Hux." Kylo Ren spat harshly and General Hux looked up at him with hatred in his eyes.
He loathed him. He loathed him more than anything.
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"You really think I want to be you ?" General Hux mocked and wiped the blood off his chin with a smirk. "Sad little boy with anger issues ? I may not have the force, Ren. But when did the force ever help you ?"
Kylo Ren's eyes narrowed in furry at his provocation and his knuckles turned into fists by his sides.
The stormtroopers outside all looked at each other, and while the rest of the stormtroopers decided to slowly retreat—sensing the storm brewing—JR-6025 decided to stay. She had a bad feeling that if she didn't, something terrible would happen. And sure enough, Kylo Ren saw red at the General's sudden attitude and pulled out his lightsaber—his hold tightening on the handle to breaking point.
"It is the LAST time I will let you disrespect me." The Sith seethed and General Hux's eyes widened when he ignited his saber. He could feel the heat from the blade against his skin and his eyes followed the red blade closely—which Kylo Ren swung effortlessly through the air. He hadn't thought Ren to actually use his weapon of predilection against him, but it was too late to backtrack now. So, he smirked and hid his fear under a cocky grin.
"Well, well. And to think I believed you were actually starting to become reasonable..." He mocked and his smile vanished as he glared at Ren. "Are you that stubborn ? Do you not understand anything at all ? Do you want to lose this war ? If you wish to restore your beloved Empire, you'll back down right now."
Kylo Ren was blinded by rage at Hux’s condescending comments and he raised his lightsaber to the level of Hux's eyes threateningly. He felt his blood boiling in his veins and was on the verge of dismissing Snoke's orders and strike down the infuriating man. He was tired of that disrespectful little red-headed pest. He was going to rid the world of his bothersome presence once and for all.
But just at that moment, JR-6025 entered and instinctively raised her blaster towards Kylo Ren.
"Please, sir. Drop the lightsaber."
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Both Kylo Ren and General Hux were stunned by the sudden interruption and when Kylo Ren slowly turned towards the stormtrooper. JR-6025 was internally panicking as she realised what she had just done. And who she was foolishly pointing her weapon at. Kylo Ren slowly turned around swiftly and raised his weapon towards the stormtrooper instead. He could feel her terror—but he could also feel the way she was ready to die for the fool. The fool who had dared provoke him. And the fool who would soon learn not to play with forces he couldn't possibly comprehend. However, he didn't expect it when General Hux himself suddenly stepped between them both and looked at her with a warning look.
"Trooper. At ease. Do not do anything foolish. If you do anything, he will kill you." It was a certainty. JR-6025 knew it. She immediately lowered her weapon. General Hux nodded. They both hoped the situation would calm down once Kylo Ren would leave. But, Kylo Ren threw General Hux aside to grab the impertinent stormtrooper with the force and raise her a few inches above the ground. She desperately struggled for air and she could see her life flashing before her eyes.
She thought it was the end of her—but then General Hux raised his voice once more.
"Drop the trooper this instant." He took a step closer to Kylo, his expression hard and steely as he looked unwaveringly at him—even though he knew pertinently that he had no power over him. "Or face the consequences."
Both men stared at each other for a few seconds before Kylo Ren finally complied and released JR-6025. Kylo Ren then crushed her laser beam gun instead.
"Next time, General...It will be her windpipe." He threatened before leaving—his cape billowing dramatically behind him. But, General Hux didn't care about him any longer. He turned around to look at the stormtrooper whose uniform was now covered in the crushed fragments of her own weapon. She gasped for air as her lungs seemed unable to accept the air she was breathing in.
But, she did succeed in standing back up eventually.
General Hux glanced at the door and frowned, he should get back to his work before that buffoon decided to cause more chaos around the compound as a sort of revenge. However, his eyes returned to the stormtrooper who had foolishly decided to put herself at risk.
"Why did you do that ? What made you decide to stand up to Kylo Ren—of all people ? That was a really foolish endeavour." He asked her with narrowed eyes and JR-6025 took another deep breath before trying to find the right words to tell him.
"He...was going to...kill you." She breathed out with difficulty before looking up at him with determination in her eyes. "Because of me."
General Hux's eyes widened at her unexpected reply before he shook his head in disbelief.
"Because of you ?" He raised a skeptical eyebrow at her and seemed to be at a loss. "Why because of you ?"
No one would be so stupid as to put their own life on the line for anyone. The First Order was maybe raising soldiers—but soldiers with common sense and survival instinct.
He wasn't complaining—far from it. He was even relieved she had intervened. But, Hux was at a loss for words on why she would feel the need to intervene. He had never seen someone actually try to defend him in the presence of Kylo Ren. The few witnesses of their regular arguments usually left the room or pretended not to see it. It was best. It was best than to risk being on the other end of Kylo's wrath.
But, the foolish trooper had actually pointed a gun at the most powerful sith on the planet in order to save him. He sighed heavily and looked away. He had trained the stormtroopers to be loyal to a fault—yes—but that was just suicide.
"Because I was the one who complained to you about Lord Kylo Ren. If you had died, it would have been my fault." The naivety in her answer made General Hux want to laugh. Did she truly believe his death would have been her fault ? No. If anything, it would have been the result of the years of rivalry and rage built between him and Ren.
"I can assure you. My death would have had had nothing to do with you, trooper JR-6025."
JR-6025 was surprised when she realised that General Hux had actually called her by her name tag. She stared at him for a moment before General Hux looked down at her fragmented weapon and sighed.
"I shall send you a new weapon by tonight. Go to the medical bay if you feel any pain."
JR-6025 nodded in agreement and started walking away until she stopped. She then remembered what Kylo Ren said and even though it wasn’t her place—she decided to speak up.
"...You are a great leader."
General Hux was momentarily stunned at her words and frowned before looking back at JR-6025—perplexed.
"…What did you say?"
She lowered her head in respect and proceeded to explain her train of thought to him.
"Kylo Ren said he couldn't see greatness in you. But, I do, sir. You are a strategist unlike any other. You value hard work and the lives of your stormtroopers. You are not one to shy away from responsibility, and your mind is always ten steps ahead of anyone else...You are a great general. And you are an even greater leader."
She forced herself to look up at General Hux at the end and even though he couldn't see it, he knew she was looking straight at him. He was stunned for a moment. He didn't know what to say. He wasn't used to having his hard work praised. Or, have someone hold him in such high esteem. It was rather...new.
He studied her closely for a few seconds before he smiled—a small genuine smile.
"Thank you. Dismissed, soldier."
She nodded again before leaving.
She smiled to herself.
General Hux had listened to her.
A few days later:
JR-6025 was warned to go to deck 603 with all the staff working on the Death Star. Once there, they all saw General Hux standing on a platform and scrutinizing the army with cold calculative eyes. JR-6025 shivered at the way his eyes were focused on the horizon. He seemed so much more intimidating like this—standing above the soldiers like their fearless leader seeing victory ahead. But, she knew better. General Hux had been brought up at the Academy and she knew what it was like there...
She had heard rumours. She was only a stormtrooper and hence was thankful she didn't have to spend time at the Academy other than for regular checkups. But, children there weren't taught, they were trained—like dogs. They were beaten the First Order into them and she could only shiver as she saw the result right in front of her.
General Hux's eyes were devoid of any light.
JR-6025 then wondered why they had been summoned, until she overheard one of the other stormtroopers whisper to one of his colleagues.
"I was informed this morning that the Death ray is operational...They're going to test it out on Hosnian Prime."
Her eyes widened in shock at the information and she shook her head. No. It couldn't be.
They weren't supposed to finish it so soon.
They had barely received the last parts this morning. It was impossible. But one look at General Hux and she knew it to be true. And when he started his speech, JR-6025 finally understood why they had been summoned.
It was a demonstration.
The Death ray was operational and it seemed Hosnian Prime would be its first victim. With the destruction of Hosnian Prime would come the destruction of the Galactic Senate and the Home Fleet of the New Republic Defense Fleet and it would surely escalate into full open warfare. At the end of the General's speech about greatness and terror, there was a terrible noise followed by a vivid light-similar to a strike of lightning.
It was terrible.
However, General Hux's eyes were fixed on the deadly laser beam, while JR-6025 closed hers.
She had already gone to Hosnian Prime. It was a planet filled with life and she tried to avoid imagining all the lives lost within the few seconds it lasted. When she reopened them, Hosnian Prime was gone and General Hux hadn't looked away for a single second. He knew of all the lives lost to the very last number. Men, women, children. He had studied the statistics for weeks and the sole notion that he hadn't looked away once showed his true dedication to the First Order.
His expression hadn't shifted once-he had stayed completely emotionless and stoic in front of the massacre. Not only that-but he had no helmet to protect his face. His face had become his helmet.
JR-6025 was amongst the last group to leave and yet, General Hux was still staring at the sky above. He kept staring at the exact spot Hosnian Prime used to be and for a moment— she saw a quick flicker in his eyes—for just a second.
She didn't know if it was satisfaction or pride she found in his eyes, but whatever it was ?
General Hux had just annihilated a whole group of planets. And the man dared to smile at the well-orchestrated plan he had put into motion without any guilt whatsoever.
Once it was done—he was the last one to look away.
He wasn't just a member of the First Order.
He was the First Order.
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And the reality of it made her admire and fear the man more than ever before...She almost stumbled forward because of it, and it caught the attention of General Hux himself who looked down at her with unforgiving narrowed eyes. It made her gulp and when their eyes met, JR-6025's breathing was cut short.
The man held more emotion in his eyes about one person interrupting his moment of triumph than about killing billions of people.
His eyes. This look.
It terrified her.
"…Forgive me." She uttered in a whisper towards General Hux before looking up at the sky where Hosnian Prime used to be and closed her eyes before entering back inside the facility.
"Forgive us."
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His Empress
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A/N - This is the first time I’ve gotten a Star Wars prompt and I’m so excited for this Kylo Ren story! Please know that this somewhat of an alternate timeline, with Kylo Ren and Rey’s force-bond existing while Poe is captured and Poe’s capture lasting a few weeks rather than a few days.
Day 12 of Writer’s Block Challenge
Pairing(s) : Kylo Ren x Female!Reader, slight Poe x Platonic!Reader
Summary : You, feeling angry that your boyfriend is ignoring you for his force-bond partner, befriend a captured resistance pilot. When he finds out what you’ve been doing without telling him, he’s just a tab bit mad.
Warning(s) : “God” is said once. Mainly floof.
Word Count : 1,546
You’d never admit it to anyone but you were jealous.
You were jealous of her, of the girl who had attracted the attention of you boyfriend, of the girl who shared a “connection” with him through means you could never understand, of the girl who kept him up at night.
At first you had been okay with it, your daily routine stayed the same. You still woke up to soft morning kisses from your beloved, you still ate breakfast together while discussing his plans for the day, you still joked around while watching him practice new tricks with his lightsaber, you still talked about your days over dinner, and you still fell asleep in his arms.
But now, you weren’t so okay with it. All your moments, the ones that were sacred between you two, were now part of the past because of her. Gone where the private kisses and lingering touches. Gone were the silly conversations between his meetings that neither of you wanted to end. Gone were the moments spent alone in your bed when you were cuddled up together.
You’d tried your best to enforce those moments, you really had. You’d asked him to join you for meals, asked him to walk with you around the ship, asked him to set aside time for you, but even still, he always ended up brushing you off with something about how she was “important to the success of the First Order.”
What about what’s important for the success of our relationship? You think bitterly as you stride through the ship, no particular destination in mind.
Left, left, right, left, right, each turn takes you farther and farther away from your empty room. Just what you need. You don’t feel like being reminded of that fact that he had left you alone, that he had chosen her over you once again.
It’s not for a bit that you finally look up and find yourself in a place you do not know. You current status turning from bitter to completely and utterly lost.
“Where the hell am I?” You ask the air around you, not expecting any answer due to the fact that you were alone.
“You’re in the prisoner’s quarters,” a voice pipes up from your left.
You jump in fright, whipping around to see that a doorway had opened up when you passed. It revealed a man strapped to a contraption that looked rather uncomfortable. A handsome man, in a rugged way, black curls, tan skin, not exactly your type but close enough.
“And you are?” You ask softly, entering the room cautiously.
“Why should I tell you?” He had a fair point, being the one tied up when you weren’t.
“Nevermind then,” you sit down in front of him, “I’ll just call you Joe.”
“My name’s no Joe,” he states indignantly.
“Then how about Matt?”
“That’s not my name either.”
“Liam?”
“No.”
“John?”
“No.”
“Thomas?”
“What’s with all these stereotypical names?”
“My creativity can only stretch so far,” you shrug, “you won’t give me your name so I’m trying to settle on something else to call you.”
“It’s Poe,” he finally states after a few seconds of consideration, “and you are?”
“Y/N,” you smile, trying to convey that you meant him no harm, “and I know it’s a stupid question but humor me. How had your day been so far?”
“Pretty good,” he plays along, “went to the gym, practiced with my blaster, had a pleasant conversation with a beautiful gal. All in all, it’s been a pretty decent day. What about you?”
“More or less the same. Got up, had some breakfast, took a stroll to nowhere in particular, had a nice conversation with some handsome guy,” you respond accordingly, both of you choosing to ignore the situation he was in.
“What did you have for breakfast?” He questions, continuing the flow of conversation.
“Had some blueberries with a slice of bread,” you respond, thinking back to your meal.
“I haven’t had blueberries since I was a kid,” he comments softly, "can’t remember what they taste like, just that they were good.”
“What if I brought you some later? If I can find my way back here?” Your offer, not for purely selfless reasons.
“I’d like that,” he grins, something that implies his stay just got a little bit better. Good.
“Then I’ll be back later with those blueberries.”
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And that was how it went for the next few weeks. Every meal you had, you would share with Poe, bringing him different types of food each time. It had become habit, a ritual, your new form of normal, and you liked it.
“How are you today kind sir?” You ask as you enter the room, two plates of strawberries, jam, and toast in your hands.
“Not too bad, my fair lady,” he responded playfully as you unlocked and unhooked the leather straps restricting his arms.
That was another thing that had changed, the level of trust you had in one another. At first you had fed him yourself, but somewhere along the line you began to release his bindings so he could eat on his own. He'd never once tried to get the key from you, not that you gave him much of a chance.
“Did anything interesting happen while I was away?” It was your typical way of starting a conversation.
“Not much besides getting grilled for information,” he answers plainly, taking a bite out of his toast.
“God, this is so good,” he mumbles through his mouthful, “can I have this tomorrow too?”
You let out a laugh, taking a bite out of your own toast and nodding, “that can be arranged.”
He pumps his fist in the arm, being careful to not jostle his other arm, a sight that makes you laugh out loud. It's a laugh that gets cut short when the door opens and Kylo Ren steps in, General Hux following short behind.
“Kylo Ren, General Hux,” you stand up, your plate forgotten on the ground, “what are you doing here?”
“I should be asking you that question,” Kylo’s voice sounds through the helmet, slightly garbled from the voice modulation box.
“I was keeping the prisoner company,” you tell him, standing your ground.
“Seems like a little more than that,” Hux comments, to which you respond with a deathly stare.
If looks could kill, that man would be well past six feet under.
“That is enough,” Kylo boomed, “General Hux, re-strap the prisoner. And you, you will be coming with me.”
You looked over your shoulder at Poe as Kylo drags you out of the room, mouthing a quick “I’m sorry” before he disappears from view. You were worried for him and the pain Hux would instill upon him, but as Kylo strides down the corridor, you begin to worry more for yourself.
You count each turn as you take them, left, right, left, right, right, every single one nurturing the seed of fear rooted deep in your stomach. Whatever Kylo had in store for you, it likely wouldn’t be pretty.
You finally come to a stop at your door, his hand going to open it before pushing you inside with a surprising amount of gentleness. The second it closes behind him, his helmet is peeled off, his arms are wrapped around your waist, and his nose is buried into your hair.
“Kylo?” You ask softly, scared to move even a millimeter.
“I couldn’t find you,” he whispers softly, “I looked everywhere and I couldn’t find you. I thought you’d left me.”
You’re about to comfort him, about to wrap your arms around him, about to kiss him, but then you remember the reason you were with Poe in the first place.
“I should have,” you pull away from him, turning around to jab your finger into his chest, “with the way you’ve been treating me these past few weeks, I really should have.”
“What are you talking about?” A confused look crosses his face.
“You really don’t know? The all powerful Kylo Ren really doesn’t know why I’m mad?” You used his full title, something you only did when you were truly angry.
“I wouldn’t have asked you the question if I knew the answer. I don’t dance around the point like you do.” His answer only served to infuriate you more.
“Her,” you state, “you’ve been ignoring me for weeks because of her.”
“If I didn’t know any better, I’d have assumed you’d rather be in a relationship with her than me.” That last part was a teeny bit uncalled for but you didn’t care, you were livid with him.
The second he registered what you had said, his hand was pressing against your lips to keep you quiet while his other arm brought you back against his chest.
“Never,” he growled, his eyes staring into yours, “she means nothing to me. She is just a means to the end, a way to end those rebels once and for all. You, you my dear, are my everything, you are to be my Empress.”
That’s all it takes from your boyfriend for you to connect your lips to his, sealing his vow with a kiss.
“Then may the emperor reign supreme,” you smiles against his lips.
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Star wars: Kinktober 2023
Day 2: Demdning (Hux)
Kinktober Masterlist
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He doesn’t outright say it, but you can tell when Hux has a need.
His attitude, as bad as it usually was, would be worse. The day was spent with an almost cloud over his head. The way he walked around the ship screamed that he was looking for a fight. Those who could avoid him did, and those who couldn’t just do their best to stay quiet.
Eventually, he, and everyone around him, couldn’t stand it. That cloud of attitude followed him as he ventured to your department. A place he never really needed to be, save for an important reason.
“With me.” Your ginger superior orders as he passes by.
You are clearly in the middle of something. Surrounded by four lieutenants who just watched your briefing be interrupted. This was both a sign of urgency and a power play on Hux’s part. A play that you’ve learned to go along with, less you don’t get a treat at the end of the game.
“I want reports sent by the end of the hour.” You stated to your team before following.
He walks a few feet ahead. Not bothering to look behind him when you were always so obediently following without needing to be checked.
It’s your office that he heads into. Waiting for the door to close before he was on you.
“No time,” He says, holding your face as though you would escape otherwise. “Take off your pants, your panties. I want them all off, now.”
He’s always been someone who treats sex like a battle or a war. Planning out the act beforehand, waiting for the right moment, and then striking with a ferocity that leaves your head spinning. This time around his kiss came with a bite that you couldn’t help but respond to.
You do as he says, what else could be expected from a loyal subordinate? Doing all the work to get your pants down, panties following quickly after.
Hux wasn’t the strongest man in the First Order, but he was in the running to be the most persuasive. Not just in his words but in his actions and movement. Like holding the back of your hair and adding just enough pressure to guide your movements back and around. Pushing face down onto the desk.
For a second you are left alone over the desk. Hux groans as he opens his own pants and guides himself against you. No time for anything too sweet, like being close, only thrusting himself forward without any warning. Had it not been for your own excitement it might have been painful.
The act of sex with Hux is a selfish one. When one needs something then the other better be prepared for it. This was the agreement you had at the beginning of the relationship. You’ve made use of it more than a few times, so it’s only fair that you do the same for him. Even if that means sticking your ass in your air for him to pound into.
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🧡Imagine:
There's a grand party to celebrate Hux's promotion to General taking place at the casino in your home city.
You're one of the lucky high ranking officers to be invited (mostly thanks to your father who had connections).
At some point you meet Hux. Or rather, you catch his eye and he is quite taken with your beauty.
Since you happen to be also under his command now, he knows he will be seeing more of you...and he looks forward to your future meetings.
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