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kaminokatie · 6 months

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Feelings || Kylo Ren

Synopsis - After first meeting you, Kylo Ren can't get you out of his mind. After the First Order Ball, Kylo takes you back to your quarters.

Warnings -NSFW.

Word Count - 3.1k.

[Caffeinate Me]

You were General Hux’s personal assistant, you had been for the last four months now. He had decided that he needed some help with paperwork and had elected you for the role. Your duties stemmed far from paperwork though; you helped plan battles and all sorts. You were currently bent over Hux’s office table, pointing at a map of the galaxy when the door had opened behind you. You stood up and straightened your back, looking at the intruder.

“Am I interrupting something?” Came the modulated voice of Kylo Ren from underneath his mask.

You gulped and shook your head. “Not at all, Mr Ren.” Despite knowing who he was, this was your first time meeting the infamous force user.

Kylo’s head snapped in Hux’s direction as he cleared his throat. “The Supreme Leader wishes to see you, General Hux.”

“He does?” Hux asked. A speck of fear shone in his eyes, but he gulped and nodded. “Of course.” He said his goodbyes quickly before exiting the room, leaving you alone with Kylo Ren.

There was an awkward silence between the two of you as you rolled up the map of the galaxy and placed it underneath your arm. You were about to excuse yourself when Kylo spoke. “What’s your name?”

You looked startled for a second, looking around the room to make sure he was definitely talking to you. “My name is Y/N L/N,” you replied, trying to sound confident in yourself.

“I haven’t seen you around before,” he mused, walking further into the room. “What is it you do?”

“I’m General Hux’s personal assistant,” you responded. “I help do paperwork and also go as far as planning some of the battles.”

Kylo hummed. “That will be why I haven’t seen you around at all then. Hux must be keeping you all to himself.” You couldn’t help but blush at his statement pondering, for what reason you weren’t sure. There was more silence as you continued to clear up your things from the desk. “How long have you been working with the General?” He asked, walking up to you slowly. His lightsaber was swinging by his side with every step he took and you couldn’t help but feel slightly intimidated by his large presence.

“A few months,” you looked over your shoulder at his cracked mask. “Is there anything I can do for you, Mr Ren?” You asked suddenly once your things were cleared away.

He shook his head. “No. I don’t believe there is.”

You nodded in response. “Well if that’s the case I shall head out and get to doing some paperwork.”

“Of course,” Kylo replied. He watched as you walked out of the room carrying your things by your side. He knew that his mind would be plagued by you for weeks to come.

Since that day Kylo had been seeing you everywhere. If Hux was around then so were you, by his side. Tonight was the night of the ‘First Order Ball’. This was a simple yet elegant ball put together by General Hux and yourself for all the members of the First Order to celebrate the most recent successes across the galaxy. Kylo had begrudgingly agreed to attend - to show his mask for a while before leaving. Although this was a formal event, Kylo wore his usual attire; a mask to cover his face and completely covered from head to toe in all black. As soon as he stepped into the ship’s main room, his eyes landed on your form. You were tucked away in the corner, of course with General Hux by your side, chatting with colleagues and sipping on your alcoholic beverage. Your elegant black dress, paired with black flats, flattered your frame perfectly and Kylo felt his mouth run dry at the sight. Kylo felt his eyebrow raise underneath his mask as General Hux’s arm wrapped around your waist. Were you two a couple or something? He didn’t even know why he cared so much, but he did.

Kylo felt a lump form in his throat as he found himself walking over to you, his feet seemingly moving on their own. His presence was noticed by most as he approached you and your group of colleagues and as soon as Hux realised he was there, he retracted his arm from around your waist and stood to attention.

“Good evening Mr Ren,” you said, a polite smile gracing your lips.

Kylo felt his heart skip a beat as you addressed him. “It’s nice to see you. Y/N, was it?” He asked. Of course he remembered your name, he just wanted to act ‘cool’.

“That’s right,” you grinned with a nod. “It’s nice to see you too, Sir.”

“Ren,” Hux said sternly, his eyes boring into the masked man’s frame. “I didn’t expect you to show up.”

Kylo looked at you and smiled underneath the mask before responding, “wouldn’t miss it for the world.” You blushed at his words and looked down at your feet before sipping at your drink once more. The night continued with laughter, dancing and of course, drinking. You could feel the alcohol coursing through your veins as the night went on, your vision becoming more and more blurry with each drink you downed. Kylo stood by your side, watching you without saying a word. He was just enjoying being in your presence. As the night came winding down, more and more people were leaving the ball to go to bed. Eventually it was just you, Hux and Kylo standing in the large empty room.

“I’d say that was a success,” you slurred, placing down your last glass of wine on a table.

“A success indeed,” Hux replied. “Are you feeling okay Y/N? You’ve had quite a lot to drink.”

You threw your hands in the air and grinned. “I feel fantastic.”

Kylo couldn’t help but smile underneath his mask at your drunken silliness but Hux was unbothered. “You should really go to bed,” Hux said sternly. “We still have a job to do tomorrow. Come, I’ll take you to your room.”

Kylo placed a menacing hand on Hux’s shoulder to stop him from grabbing your arm. “I’ll take her,” his modulated voice came. “I’m heading back to my quarters anyway.”

Hux pursed his lips but nodded. “Fine.”

“Come Y/N,” Kylo said, holding out a gloved hand to you. You continued to grin and clumsily took his hand, skipping out of the room. Hux watched with disdain as you dragged Kylo out of the room, leading him to your quarters.

“Did you have fun tonight?” You eventually asked Kylo as you made your way down the halls.

“It was… tolerable,” Kylo replied, his eyes glued to your form as you continued to skip down the halls. Your hand was still firmly grasped in his. “I enjoyed it more than I thought I would if I’m being honest.”

You smiled widely. “I’m glad.” The rest of the walk, or in your case skipping, was done in silence. Your heart was beating wildly in your chest as you reached your quarters. You squeezed Kylo’s hand before letting go and pressing your back against your bedroom door. “This is me.” Kylo hesitated for a moment, but you just smiled at him and whispered in a seductive voice, “would you like to come in?”

Kylo was slightly taken back by your sudden forwardness and his eyes widened. Despite this, he still felt himself nod his head in agreement. You opened the door to your room and stumbled in, Kylo following closely behind. Once you were both in your quarters, you closed the door with your foot and stumbled further into the room. Kylo’s eyes followed your form as you began to unzip your dress. His mouth ran dry as he watched your bare back come into his view as your dress slipped down onto the floor. You looked over your shoulder at him and smirked, stepping out of your dress that was now pooled at your ankles. “What are you doing?” Kylo asked, trying his hardest not to stutter.

“Getting undressed,” you slurred. You kept your back to Kylo as you picked your dress up off the floor and threw it in the washing basket in the corner of your room. His eyes stared at the plump of your ass through your lace underwear as you bent over and he felt his cock harden at the sight. Kylo was so far in a trance he hadn’t noticed you had turned around and were staring at him with folded arms covering your bare breasts. “See something you like?” You asked cockily, swaying from side to side.

Kylo’s hands gripped into fists by his side as he fought off the thoughts in his mind. You were drunk, so drunk, and he was sober. He couldn’t do this, but by all the God’s in the world did he want to. Ever since he first met you, Kylo had been unable to get you out of his mind and now you were standing in front of him, almost completely naked, clearly putting the moves on him. “You’re drunk,” he finally spoke up.

“So?” You asked, tilting your head to the side. Your arms dropped to your sides revealing your perfect tits and Kylo felt his resolve break. He was nothing but a weak man in a mask. “I’m not a force user, but I sense that you want me,” you whispered seductively as you walked up to him. You placed your hands on his shoulders and stood on your tiptoes to whisper where his ear would be had he not had the mask on. “I want you too.”

Almost immediately, Kylo pushed you onto the large bed behind you. You fell backwards with an ‘oof’ leaving your lips as you stared up at him with wide eyes. “You have no idea how much I want you,” he growled, climbing on top of you. You could feel his hardened cock beneath his trousers push against your leg and you let out a soft whine at the feeling. Kylo let his hands roam around your body, stopping at your breasts as he began to knead them desperately. “Since I first met you all those weeks ago, I’ve been unable to get you out of my fucking mind.” You said nothing but whimpers as his gloved hands played with your nipples, forcing them to pucker up. “Your body is so beautiful.” He was enjoying playing with your tits as if they were toys, but his painfully hard cock was begging for some sort of relief. Kylo grinded himself against your thighs, soft gasps leaving his lips and coming through the modulator like music to your ears. You felt yourself beginning to sober up, desperate for more.

“Touch me,” you whimpered.

“I am,” Kylo replied, his hands still playing with your breasts and nipples.

“Not there.”

“Then where?”

“Here,” you whispered, grabbing his hands and leading them down to your clothed cunt. Kylo sucked in a breath as he touched the lace of your underwear, fingers dancing under the waistband. You stared into the eyeholes of his mask, knowing he was staring back at you as he slipped a finger inside of you. You couldn’t help but let out a soft little moan and bite your lip as he began his movements inside of you. With a few more thrusts he inserted a second finger into you, stretching you open deliciously. “Mr Ren,” you whimpered out.

“Call me Kylo,” he replied, biting his own lip as he stared at you. The faces you were making were pushing him over the edge. Kylo needed to be inside of you. He withdrew his fingers from you and fumbled with the belt of his cloak before letting it drop to the floor. You could see the outline of his muscles through his tight clothing and you truly realised how big he actually was. As you stared at him, mouth hung open, Kylo took off the rest of his clothes until he was completely naked: cock standing to attention. He was leaking pre-cum already.

He went to take off his mask but you stopped him in his tracks, “don’t,” you whispered. “I don’t want to see who I’m fucking just yet…”

Kylo tilted his head to the side in confusion but nodded. “As you wish.”

He climbed on top of you, lining himself up with your entrance. Without warning, Kylo slowly pushed inside of you inch by inch, your eyes widening as he bottomed out inside of you. He went to move but you shook your head, “give me a second,” you whimpered. Kylo nodded and kept himself still for a little while longer, allowing you to adjust to his large length. After a few moments, you finally nodded. “O-Okay, you can move.” Kylo retracted his cock from your sopping cunt before ploughing himself back in, his movements starting off rough already. He couldn’t get enough of your warm wetness enveloping him, his cock already threatening to explode as you clenched around him. Your sweet moans filled the room, head spinning from the alcohol in your body and the pleasure that was filling your senses. It was all too much.

Kylo’s hips thrusted against yours, soft moans leaving his lips with each movement he made. His hands were located on either side of your head, bunching at the sheets below. “You’re so tight,” Kylo groaned, his movements slowing down slightly. You blushed at his words, arms wrapping around his neck and pulling his torso closer to yours. Your breasts pushed against his bare chest, bouncing with each painfully hard thrust. “Gods I’ve wanted this from the second I saw you.”

You couldn’t talk. You were being fucked dumb. Your eyes rolled into the back of your head, moaning shamelessly as his words hit your ears. “More,” you whimpered out. Kylo happily obliged, his thrusts speeding up once more. He pulled out of you completely before slamming back into you a few times, forcing you to let out a little scream of pleasure. “I’m going to cum!” You cried out, your orgasm bubbling in your gut. Within seconds, you were coming undone on his cock. Gushing over his length as he continued to rock into you.

“Oh fuck,” Kylo gasped, his own release prematurely spilling out of the tip of his cock as your walls fluttered around him. His hips stuttered as he continued to cum deep inside of you, muffled groans coming through his voice modulator. As his hips slowed down to a halt, your breathing became more shallow as you came down from your own high. “I’m sorry.. I-I couldn’t help it,” he whispered. His intimidating demeanour changing to one of a vulnerable man.

“Hey,” you grinned. “It’s okay. It was amazing.” He pulled out of you with a pop and rolled over, laying on his back and seemingly staring at the ceiling. He didn’t respond to you, after all, he was slightly embarrassed. “Can I… See your face now?” You asked shyly.

Kylo sat up, staring in your direction. “Are you sure?” He asked. His heart was beating rapidly both out of nerves and from the activity you had just done. You just nodded. Kylo sighed and lifted his hands up to remove his mask. His face came into your view: he was extremely handsome, more handsome than you ever imagined. Too handsome to be hiding his face under such a mask. His black hair was wavy and was slicked to his face with sweat and his brown eyes avoided your gaze.

“Hey, look at me,” you whispered, using your finger to direct his face to yours. “What’s wrong?” You asked.

“I don’t know,” was all he replied.

“Don’t worry about anything,” you cooed.

He gazed into your eyes and silence fell upon you once more. All that could be heard was both of your breathing echoing off the walls of the room. Eventually, Kylo spoke again. “I probably should have asked you this before but… you and Hux… Are you two together?”

Your eyes widened in surprise and you couldn’t help but laugh slightly. You shook your head, “no. No we’re not.”

“You’re very close,” Kylo mumbled. His voice was deep without the modulator, you thought it was music to your ears before, but now it was a symphony.

“I’m his personal assistant, I have to be,” you chuckled.

“Be my personal assistant,” Kylo said quickly and without thinking. He didn’t even need a personal assistant, he just couldn’t bear the thought of you being around Hux more than him.

“I don’t know about that,” you grinned. “I don’t think I’d be able to concentrate very much with you around.” Kylo sighed but nodded his head in understanding. He wanted to attempt to persuade you, but he knew that you wouldn’t budge on the situation. You were comfortable where you were.

You stared at his lips as he thought deeply. You wanted nothing more than to kiss him right now. To seal your night with a passionate kiss, but you didn’t want to intrude. “Do you maybe want to do that again?” Kylo asked, his eyes searching yours for an answer.

You smiled widely and nodded. “I’d very much like to do this again.”

Kylo smiled weakly at you and moved to dangle his long legs off the edge of the bed. “I should probably get back to my quarters.”

“No!” You said quickly, holding your hand out to his shoulder in an attempt to stop him from moving. “Stay with me tonight. I won’t tell anybody, I promise.”

“You really want me to stay here tonight?” He asked. You just nodded. “I guess I can stay,” he said, suddenly smiling at you.

“Come to sleep with me,” you said, tugging on his arm and pulling him under the covers next to your naked body. Kylo settled in beside you, wrapping his arm around your form. He placed a kiss on your temple as you closed your eyes. You were content in this moment and never wanted it to end.

“I like you alot Y/N,” Kylo muttered as you began to drift off to sleep.

“I like you too Kylo,” you mumbled, half asleep. Within seconds, you were snoring lightly which made Kylo chuckle slightly, being careful not to wake you. He hoped that you wouldn't regret this when you woke up next to him in the morning, that you meant what you said when you told him you wanted to do this again, but only time would tell. For now, Kylo closed his eyes and allowed himself to fall into a deep sleep, possibly the best sleep he had had in a long time. Consequences be damned, he liked you and you liked him. Maybe this was the start of something beautiful.

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not-so-allegiant-general · 4 months

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"Boy! Bring us wine" Lord yelled looking at Kylo and General with a smiled. Kylo grimaced.

"I thought you do not keep slaves any more"

"Oh we don't. It's my son. At least he can be of use like that. Not really skilful in fight" Hux almost bit off his tongue. Kylo looked at him in surprise feeling a wave of immediate hate. Lord grabbed wine from the tray.

"We don't drink." Hux said before Kylo could take a glass.

"Bring them something else."

"No. I am not going to be here longer that it's required. Are you decided on the price, or we should leave?"

"What's gotten into you General?'

Kylo wanted to know that too.

"I have rethought our deal. I have no intend to negotiate with a person who treats his family no better than slaves. " Lord laughed.

"I wasn't aware that First Order valued family that much." Kylo wasn't aware of that too. "Neither you, General Hux. Didn't you kill your own father? That's what i have heard."

" That's what they say?" He mused "well i guess some fathers deserves that, aren't they? Maybe we should check. Just a little experiment." He pulled out his blaster and offered it to the boy. Glasses fell to the ground and shattered. Lord quickly pulled out his own weapon but Kylo took it with the Force.

"Indulge us, my Lord" Ren smiled. Not really knowing what's going on. Man said something in unknown language but boy did not react. He took Hux's blaster and shoot immediately. For a moment everyone was motionless. The body of and old Lord slipped on the ground. Hux slowly took his blaster away observing the body. "Our negotiations are... Suspended. I think." Kylo said.

"Nonsense." Hux looked at the boy. "We will need a translator though. I don't thing our young Lord knows Basic well."

"Him? Does he even... It's a child Hux."

" He was old enough to kill then he is old enough to bear the consequences" he glanced at protocol droid "Translate. You will agree to our terms or everyone in this room will die."

They left with one of the best deals they have ever negotiated. Hux was weirdly silent for the whole flight and Kylo found himself unable to ask.

#kylux #armitage hux #kylo ren #general hux #star wars #star wars fanfiction

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generalthirst · 1 year

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What I Deserve

Hi! I haven't posted anything on here in some time. Life and all, you know. But I've been slowly getting back into the swing of writing elsewhere and figured I need to return to my husband Hux. As per usual I'm writing some fluff. Maybe a hint of angst but I'm always soft for this war criminal.

Ren had done a number on him this time. Again. Some days it was a few bruises, others lacerations and a trip to the infirmary. You feared being at the receiving end of Kylo Ren's wrath the way Hux seemingly always was. A part of you broke inside every time they had an altercation. The General was indeed a harsh man, cold, calculating. But you couldn't blame him for it. He was rather young for someone to have such responsibilities. And to have that be challenged by Kylo Ren on a daily basis no less.

You'd been picked out of the crowd to assist the General after the latest altercation. Neither of you were sure how it had come to be, but you you'd been tasked with patching him up a few times before. It seemed he was pleased with your work as he often requested your assistance afterwards. This time was quite the job for you.

Hux winced but made no sound as you tenderly prodded the darkened skin around his eye and cheekbone. A rather large cut trailed blood down his face.

"Apologies." You said softly, not intending to give him added pain. He gave no response. "I don't think you have any injuries to your facial bones, which is lucky given how hard you collided with that wall." You said trying to ignore the glare he sent you for the reminder.

"A fine display of the decorum of the First Order." He finally responded sarcastically, referring to Kylo's temper. "I'll have him executed by the end of this." He hissed. You knew such talk was treasonous but you assumed Hux trusted you enough to not repeat his words to anyone. The thought alone gave you a small thrill.

"I hope it happens sooner rather than later." You muse as you organize your first aid tools. "It seems he's keen to kill you first at this rate."

"He'll have to try harder than that." Hux almost gave a slight laugh. "Many others have tried and failed before him." You knew the man prided himself on his resilience and strength of will. And part of you did admire that. But there was a side of you that still lamented that was even the case.

"With all due respect sir, I wish it was something you didn't even have to worry about at all. Dealing with the Resistance is trouble enough on its own." His striking eyes locked with yours as you dabbed away the now drying blood.

"Not saying you can't handle it of course, it's just..." Your voice trailed off. Unable to meet his gaze that seemed glued to your face as you worked on his.

"What?"

You relented to his prying knowing he'd resort to ordering you to speak anyways, so you might as well own up to your words. "I hate seeing you have to fight for everything all the time. It isn't fair. You shouldn't have to struggle so much." Chancing a glance at him showed his confusion. Mild shock intermingled. You didn't blame him. You'd never been so candid with him before and maybe you'd gone too far this time. Spoken too out of turn than you had allowance for.

Your hands returned to his face once again but not in analysis of his wounds. Your fingers gingerly danced across his cheeks. The connection felt like lighting for the man. His face flinched, seemingly of it's own accord, at the gentle gesture. His look deepened further in confusion as you dropped your touch slightly to cradle his face in your feather light grasp. Your thumb glided over the bruise on his cheekbone.

"I want to see you happy for once, sir. You deserve it."

Hux gave no reaction at all. Not even a blink. For a moment you wondered if maybe time had stopped or you'd officially broken him. Perhaps both. With a sudden sigh he moved his gaze down to the floor, but not taking in anything his eyes truly saw. You could see the thoughts racing behind those eyes. A shaking hand slowly raised and laid over yours, so delicately, as if afraid to touch you.

"What I deserve, I don't think is anything close to what you have in mind. In fact I am thankful I haven't gotten what I truly deserve." His eyes snapped back to you with a sudden determination. That driven attitude you were so familiar with him.

"But I am grateful for all that I have. And I hope to have more, even if I don't deserve it." Hux graced you with an uncharacteristic smile. Small and faint but there. A light pink to his face telling the true meaning behind the words he spoke, but you understood all the same. Your own face couldn't contain your own beaming happiness.

"Perhaps I can teach you that you do deserve good things."

#hux x reader #armitage hux #star wars #general hux #my writing #drabble

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koremakaria · 8 months

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Gingerrose Micro Fic: Blaze (Part 5)

“Blaze”

"Our drop off location was sent in scrambled codes so I managed to unscramble it." Rose pulled the data up on her holopad. "But it doesn't make any sense," she grumbled.

After seeing Commander Tico turning the holopad this way and that way and then every which way possible Hux finally spoke up.

"Let me see that" Hux took the holopad from Rose's hand.

There was no spare time to be lost in the desert. Hux wasn't wearing his bio sensors but he KNEW in his bones that they would have been beeping alarmingly.

"Blaze of Glory? What kind of place is that?" Rose mused.

Hux recalculated the codes with a few clicks of his fingers "Hmmm. I have it."

"We're almost at the oasis"

"The meeting point is 'Place of Glory'" Hux handed the holopad back to Rose.

"Oh! So a temple then. We need to find a temple at the Oasis."

"That would be my logical conclusion as well," Hux commented before adding "You mixed up a few lines of the codes but your initial speed was impressive."

"General Hux! Is that ...is that praise I'm hearing?" Rose took in a deep breath with one hand dramatically on her chest.

"I am not above giving credits when they are due," Hux ignored Rose's teasing gesture, "but don't get used to it, Commander. I highly doubt it will be a recurring event."

"How do you do it?"

"Do what?"

"Give praise AND insult in the same breath."

"Looks like you need to level up your skill set."

#gingerrosevss #fanfiction #armitage hux #rose tico #gingerrose

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wade-winston-wilson · 1 month

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Hey there, my name's Air! My pronouns are she/her and I'm 25 years old. I'm writing a refresh of my previous RP post to pin to my blog, since I have new stuff to add :) Anyways, please DNI if you're younger than 21. (AM NOT REPLACING MY CURRENT PARTNERS, BC I LOVE YOU ALL! Just looking for more (: ) A little about me: I work weekdays but I generally try and get replies out as fast as I can. I can write easily anywhere from 100 words to 1,000, depending on what length we decide we'd like to do. I am very flexible in that regard! Reply length doesn't really matter to me as long as I've got something to grab hold of and reply to. That being said, I definitely prefer novella/multi-para style RP. I write third person, present tense, BUT you can definitely write past tense if you prefer; I don't really care if the tenses are different. I like to chat ooc and have lots of fun musing, as well. I'm gonna list my fandoms and ships down below. I know that some are SUPER niche, so I don't really expect any hits for those but LOL--gotta try.

(There will be a ☆ next to the ships I really wanna do; characters I'd like to write will be bold, otherwise I have no preference.) SHADOWHUNTERS: • JIMON (Jace x Simon) MARVEL: • CABLEPOOL (Cable x Deadpool) ☆ • SPIDEYPOOL (Andrew!Spidey x Deadpool) • WINTERPANTHER (Bucky x T'Challa) ☆ • BRUTASHA (HULK x Black Widow) • DEADDEVIL (Daredevil x Deadpool) • CHERIK (Magneto x Professor X) • FRATT (Punisher x Daredevil) • BENREED (Reed x Ben; F4 2015) • SYMBROCK (Venom x Eddie) • LOGURT (Nightcrawler x Wolverine) TOP GUN: • ICEMAV (Iceman x Maverick) ☆ • HANGSTER (Hangman x Rooster) ☆ • HOLLYWOLF (Hollywood x Wolfman) ☆ • HANGMAV (Maverick x Hangman) • BOBNIX (Bob x Phoenix) THE WALKING DEAD: • JAARON (Aaron x Jesus) ☆ • DARSITA (Rosita x Daryl) • SHARICK (Shane x Rick) PACIFIC RIM: • MALEIGH (Mako x Raleigh) ☆ STAR TREK: • MCKIRK (McCoy x Kirk; AOS) ☆

STAR WARS: • STORMPILOT (Finn x Poe) ☆ • REYLO (Rey x Kylo) ☆ • HANDO (Lando x Han) ☆ • DINLUKE (Din x Luke) ☆ • KYLUX (Kylo x Hux)

YU Y U HAKUSHO: • KURAHI (Kurama x Hiei) ☆ • KUWAMESHI (Kuwabara x Urameshi) • YUSUHI (Yusuke x Hiei) INUYASHA: • INUKOGA (Inuyasha x Koga) PIXAR'S CARS: (IK, IK.) • McQueen x Mater (Human AU's) ☆ • McQueen x Francesco (Human AU's) ☆

I do not double! I only RP CC x CC (and oc x oc, but I'm not looking for that atm). We can write multiples of the fandoms listed above, too (: I don't mind at all! I love having lots of threads w/ partners.

#roleplay search #roleplay finder #marvel rp #mcu rp #top gun rp #the walking dead rp #pacific rim rp #star trek rp #star wars rp #Pixar's Cars RP #inuyasha rp #yu yu hakusho rp #shadowhunters rp #jimon rp

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jonathancrane-scarecrows · 1 year

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“You’re quite attractive, you know.” (For Hux)

" Do you really think so? There are days when I don't believe in that much anymore."

#muse: general hux

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lemongingerart · 1 year

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Chapter 1 - Departure (I)

Fic summary: The second arc of my Armitage Hux x OC fanfic, “chocolate cookies and tarine tea”, in which both need to deal with the mess they got into (and each other, eh eh eh). Involves cookies that won't be eaten and tea that will get spilled. Same goes for certain feelings... they are going to be hungry ant thirsty 😏

You can find the link to AO3 and other chapters on Tumblr in the pinned message on my dash, both for the first and second arc 😊

Rating: Explicit. This is going to be very NSFW. So, Minors, do NOT read or interact. 18+. Family, friends and colleagues, please don’t read this. :’-)

Tags & warnings: TRoS fix-it (kind of), Hux!lives, Hux doesn’t like Kylo, Not a Redemption Arc, maybe a little bit, shameless fem!OC insert (there are cliches but entertaining ones imo), slow emotional burn, medium sexual burn, Enemies to Enemies With Benefits to Lovers, Hux is still a villain don't forget, Virgin Characters, masturbation against the door, pinv, Unresolved Sexual Tension, Awkward Sexual Situations, Past Child Abuse, dubious first kiss, Dom/sub Undertones, Mental Breakdown, Unprotected Sex, wet Hux, that deserves a tag/warning on its own, Minor Character Death

I will add tags as we proceed in the story, please let me know if I forgot one!

Taglist: @mylifeisactuallyamess, @morby and anyone who’d like to join 🥰

A/N: Hello dear, it's been a while! I wasn’t actually planning on publishing yet (I still need to finish up the header and the last scene) but after attending star wars celebration I am so high on Hux again! As an extra, I'm also uncharacteristically impulsive. This is not going to end well, ah ah ah.

Arc 2 has been written, up till some very *interesting * scenes! The whole thing got out of hand a bit, I already have almost 23k words for part 1 of this arc (part 2 will follow with the same amount, but still working it through) I should be able to more or less update on a regular basis for the next 11 chapters now, since I only need to review them!

Because I know some of you have read arc 1 a good while ago, let me give you this short recap: Hux, Miko and PC just left Utapau Four and are heading to Taris, so they can obtain the coördinates to the Resistance base. Hux has been in a stressful and frustrated mood (at least, more than usual), while Miko is gloomy from trying to deal with her new reality: she might not be able to return to her home for good.

Get ready for a whole whirlwind of (mis)adventures.

Armitage was looking to the everlasting hyperspace clouds, as if he was paying attention to it for the first time in his life. If Miko wanted to start a conversation - which she certainly didn’t - his intense gaze would've stopped her from doing so. She wondered what he was thinking, looking so serious and focussed on the void ahead.

This time however, she mused, the silence didn’t feel loaded and somehow had turned into something comforting. They had an actual plan and could focus on the upcoming mission. Everything was more or less under control.

Miko felt like she finally had the time to study her companion. From the seat she was in, she noticed he was frowning deeply, and she could guess by that serious stern look on his face, he was thinking about the current bantha poodo he was in.

She sat back in the co-pilot 's chair while keeping an eye on his side profile. She knew by now he had done some horrible things - based on her father's reaction - although she didn't know the exact details.

Thinking back to the way he introduced himself to her with so much flair, his previous position within the military must’ve meant everything to him. The First Order was probably the only life he knew. And she doubted one could become a general by playing along nicely, so he probably has done and sacrificed a lot to get in that seat.

Still, he betrayed all that. For what?

Her mind wandered back to the time he miraculously woke up beneath her, onboard the Steadfast . She really was convinced he was dead at the time. She could remember the shock she felt, when she unceremoniously had fallen down on his limp body. But the memory was blurred by the storm of emotions and adrenaline she went through that moment.

Did I really somehow… revive him, like he said? How could that be even frigging possible?

The girl looked at her hands and slowly turned them around, trying to see if something happened if she tensed the muscles in her fingers.

Of course, it was to no avail, making her wonder if he was just making things up for some obscure reason. But why would he do that?

Nothing made sense these past days . The chaos, violence, the unexpected get-away, everything was wearing her down.

She slowly looked back to the ex-general and noticed how his jaw was slightly moving.

Was he grinding his teeth… again ?

At this moment, she was absolutely positive this man was full of frustrations and looking at the bags under his bloodshot eyes and his pale skin, the stress was eating him slowly but surely.

She closed her eyes. If she was not going to stop paying attention to him, she was going to start getting worked up as well, and that wouldn’t help them any further.

After a short pause, Miko felt relatively at ease again and decided to follow Hux’ gaze, so she started staring at the hyperspace clouds as well. They were somehow enchanting, the slight rotation of the ship making the clouds swirl and giving the space outside a dreamy aura.

Honestly, right now, this all felt like a bad dream. She had always wanted to leave Utapau Four behind, and she used to fantasise about steering her own ship, drifting through hyperspace, from system to system. Seeing the most beautiful parts of the galaxy. Looking for a place with more purpose to land.

She once wished for adventure, but now, the sting of hastily having to say goodbye to her father, maybe for good, was reminding her that she wasn't living her dream. This was all too real and absolutely not how she wanted to leave her home behind.

She felt the urge to cry slowly rising from her chest, but she refused to give in to those feelings, especially around that pompous manipulative asshole. She gulped and kept her head down, trying to find tranquillity once again.

Only a few seconds later, she noticed a small but very irritating noise originating from the left. She looked back at Hux, who was now grinding his teeth so loud she could hear it from her seat and it was not helping her current emotional state.

Kriff.

‘Could you please stop doing that?? It’s not good for both your teeth and my headache’, she said, grumbling, only then realising she was again talking before thinking things through.

This frigging bastard had almost choked me to death, if it wasn’t for PC , she hastily reminded herself, cold sweat appearing on her backside.

But the next thought that entered her worked up mind, were those glassy eyes again. Almost instantly she felt her cheeks go red, betrayed by her own thoughts, so she swiftly diverted her attention to the other side of the shuttle and gulped. She sincerely hoped he wouldn't turn around and see the blush under the dim light.

Unfortunately, Hux decided to redirect his energy from destroying his teeth to destroying any hope for a normal conversation, and he slowly faced her.

‘Just who do you think you’re talking to?’ he replied with a low voice, giving her a dangerous look, as if she had done something extremely rude. Her body already involuntarily responded to his words and made her turn her attention back to him, momentarily forgetting the blush and trying to process his rude comment.

Was this the tone he normally used when a subordinate had messed up pretty bad? she absently considered, trying to find a way to explain that this reply was somehow socially acceptable in Worst Order context.

But, despite trying to negate the brusqueness in what he just said, she could not get rid of the feeling that he was intimidating her, that was for sure. And, combined with the reason she had been blushing before, he was tearing her apart with these most confusing thoughts.

Right now, under his persistent, piercing gaze, she felt like she couldn’t breathe easily, feeling mixed emotions of anger, inadequacy from her part (and for what? He didn't have anything to expect from her), getting slightly terrified and some other burning feeling from her abdomen. One that matched well with her pink cheeks.

She abruptly closed her mouth and looked away with a defying glance. There was no good verbal response she could come up with, especially since she felt like he turned her into a mess so easily.

This was a conversation she wouldn’t take any further, because it was going to end in the both of them shouting again, and maybe worse.

The next few seconds, her discomfort only escalated further into distress. Miko felt like she was walking on thin ice, scared to accidentally provoke him. Not that she was convinced there were any actual triggers, but the thought of his hands around her throat tended to do that to her. So, she decided she didn’t want to stay in the same room with him any more and left the cockpit without a word.

Armitage watched Miko’s back when she retreated from the cockpit. He made notice of her posture, which wasn't reflecting her usual defiance. Unlike their other unfortunate encounters, she looked a bit resigned but mainly confused, most likely too emotionally disturbed to be thinking clearly. Her face looked a bit worked up, too.

Thinking back on what he just said to her, he may have been overreacting due to his train of thoughts. She didn't actually say something offensive, although it was much more straightforward than any other conversation he has had in the past years.

Taking into account that she already looked off, he hoped she wasn’t going to do anything stupid because of his response.

Given her mood though, he opted not to go after her, and wait in the cockpit a little longer. The atmosphere was already loaded enough and he wasn't looking forward to more energy consuming drama or useless fights.

He automatically turned his attention back to the hyperspace void in front of him and picked up where his thoughts were left, before her intermission.

The stress started eating at him again. He wasn’t used to having time for anything, and now he sat there, waiting, counting the hours before he was to be delivered to the enemy, at his own suggestion, no less.

Was he going to be able to break Ren? How much more did he need to give up so he could remove that idiot, who knocked him from his ambitious trajectory? Is it all going to be worth it and what's going to be left of the First Order in the end? Will there be a chance for him to start over and get in charge again?

There had to be, it was the only life he knew. He had been there, only a little five year old boy, when the Order rose from the ashes of the Empire. So many sacrifices, harsh decisions and risks were taken to become what they were. He personally had pushed himself to the limits, over the limits, sometimes to the brink of insanity, to achieve greatness for the First Order.

His mind wandered further, thinking back about the choices he made, the career path he chose and pushed himself forward for. The way he crawled up to the chain of command.

Yes, corruption was within their ranks. He wasn’t clean of those tactics either, but that’s part of the game. He learned those tricks from his father.

Armitage grimaced at the thought of the latter, and how he made sure the younger Hux understood his teachings.

There’s no way one could keep his hands clean in achieving leadership. But at least, he knew how the giant war machine worked, something Ren lacked. They all underestimated him, they didn't understand how far he was willing to go and up till now that had always worked in his advantage.

The empire had shown that a strong hand was imperative to attain peace, but it was too flawed. And with insane emotionally unstable idiots like Ren at the top, the First Order was risking the same end. Something had to be done.

But, after literally leaking the Emperor's message to the resistance and letting high ranked resistance members escape, will he ever be able to seize command? Maybe he did go too far, this time?

He didn’t have many allies left. Phasma perished as did Snoke. Lower officers like Mitaka could prove to be loyal to him, given Ren’s outbursts on the personnel. But in high command, he was losing popularity because of Starkiller and the Fulminatrix.

And then there was that huge factor he hadn’t taken into account properly.

Pryde.

He knew of the sick prick and his reserve forces, but none of the acting officers of the First Order out in the outer rim were aware of how Pryde had strengthened their numbers so fast. The so-called allegiant-general had become a powerful and influential player. Suddenly, the tables had turned and both Pryde and Ren almost succeeded in removing him from the board of command.

Then came Palpatine 's message, and it was as if it announced Hux's demise. Pryde convinced his loyal allegiant officers that going after the message would bring them significant strategic advantages, while Ren was not open for reason. Hux was automatically on the other end of the bargain, and thus enemy number one within the Order's upper ranks.

How convenient for both.

He felt his palms grow sticky beneath his leather gloves. He could try to come up with alternative tactics, go over the scenarios over and over again, but he already knew in the back of his mind that there was no better option than the way too risky plan he had picked now.

His jaw felt stiff and was starting to hurt from the constant pressure, the sting bringing him back to the present. He sighed deeply and rubbed his nasal bone.

On second thought, getting into some drama or a fight with Miko suddenly feels much more appealing than drowning in these thoughtlines , he scoffed.

A/N: I'm ignoring Sloane for a minute because we don't know what happened to her, same goes for Thrawn. They will have a cameo later on though! I love them too much not to include them 🥰

#star wars fanfic #oc x character #general hux x oc #star wars #generalginger #gingergeneral #armitage hux #lemonginger #CCATT

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etdraconis · 2 months

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Updated Muse List

Italics denotes tertiary/low muse, * denotes request only

Dragon Age Canons:

Cremisius Aclassi

Anders

Zevran Araini

Blackwall

Eleanor Cousland

Fergus Cousland

Fenris

Bethany Hawke

Carver Hawke

Nathaniel Howe

Thomas Howe

Anora Mac Tir

Loghain Mac Tir

Josephine Montilyet

Dorian Pavus

Cassandra Pentaghast

Cullen Rutherford

Varric Tethras

Alistair Theirin

Cailan Theirin

Maric Theirin

Varric Tethras

Dragon Age OCs:

Arden Aclassi

Hissera Adaar

Sereda Aeducan

August Amell

Elizabeth Amell

Julian Amell

Oliver Amell

Rosalie Amell

Pyke Brosca

Macaria Cadash

Amara Cousland

Brennon Cousland

Lauryl Cousland

Victoire Ducet

Enya

Callum Hawke

Kenton Hawke

Leanore Hawke

Hava Lavellan

Lorcan

Theron Mahariel

Kalva Sabrae

Alim Surana

Aurelia Tabris

Rowan Theirin

Claire Trevelyan

Declan Trevelyan

Evelyn Trevelyan

Everett Trevelyan

Gabriel Trevelyan

Maxwell Trevelyan

Persephone Trevelyan

Greek Mythology

Aphrodite

Apollo

Ares

Aristeus

Artemis

Asclepius

Hades

Hera

Hermes

Patroclus

Persephone

Poseidon

Percy Jackson/Riordan Verse

Annabeth Chase

Nico Di Angelo

Jason Grace (potentially)

Percy Jackson

Piper McClean (potentially)

Will Solace

Leo Valdez (potentially)

ACOTAR

Elaine Archeron

Feyre Archeron

Nesta Archeron

Azriel

Cassian

Rhysand

Lucian Vanserra

Crescent City

Hunt Athalar

Ruhn Danaan

Danika Fendyr

Ithan Holstrom

Bryce Quinlan

Throne of Glass

Aedion Ashryver

Sam Cortland

Lysandra Ennar

Aelin Galathynius

Dorian Havilliard

Fenrys Moonbeam

Chaol Westfall

Grishaverse

Kaz Brekker

The Darkling

Jesper Fahey

Inej Ghafa

Matthias Helvar

Nikolai Lantsov

Zoya Nazyalensky

Alina Starkov

Wylan Van Eck

Nina Zenik

Good Omens

Aziraphale

Crowley

Zodiac Academy

Geraldine Grus

Lance Orion

Max Rigel

Darcy Vega

Tory Vega

Fourth Wing

Andarna

Imogen Cardulo

Ridoc Gamlyn

Aaric Greycastle

Sloane Maori

Rhiannon Matthias

Brennan Sorrengail

Mira Sorrengail

Violet Sorrengail

Other Book Muses

Alexander Clairemont-Diaz

Star Wars

Poe Dameron

Finn

General Armitage Hux*

Kylo Ren

The Witcher

Jaskier

Geralt of Rivia

Yennifer of Venderberg

Game of Thrones/House of the Dragon

Jaime Lannister*

Sansa Star*

Aemond Targaryen*

Daemon Targaryen*

Daeron Targaryen

Rhaenyra Targaryen*

Brienne of Tarth*

Jacaerys Velaryon

Lucerys Velaryon

Versailles

Liesolotte*

Chevalier de Lorraine*

Louis XIV*

Philippe d'Orleans*

DnD/Fantasy OCs

Jalana Astorio (human warlock

Tarquin Auglathia (sea-elf rogue)

Nedri Autumnblaze (half-orc ranger)

Azure (water genasi monk)

Anders Brightwood (human bard)

Caerlin (tiefling arcane trickster rogue)

Drake (Wild Hunt shifter ranger)

Elianis Galonodel (half-elf druid)

Naivara Galonodel (half-elf mastermind rogue)

Talon Galonodel (wood elf bard)

Makaria (tiefling paladin)

Reya (tiefling storm sorcerer)

Alwyn Sulian (sun elf paladin)

Auryn Sulian (sun elf fighter)

Cerys Sulian (sun elf celestial warlock)

Emrys Sulian (sun elf shadow magic sorcerer)

Hollis Tremaine (human fighter)

Other/modern OCs

Hyun-Soo Joly (medical student)

Destin Michaels (merman)

Novah Michaels (mermaid)

Cassian Sage (werewolf)

Sophie Sage (werewolf)

Reina Solace (werewolf)

Hazel Thatcher (werewolf)

Nicolai Voss (vampire)

#[chaos mode]&ooc #i did it!#will update as needed #and also link in my pinned post #character pages and spreadsheet to come #feel free to message me for any extra info #especially for any of my ocs #bc i love talking about them

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girl-among-mts · 1 year

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Part Eight

Eventually they did venture back inside to where Senator Solo was waiting for them.

To ensure his own immunity, Hux offered a few high-ranking officials to the Senate’s criminal court as bargaining chips. His enemies and rivals, most likely, Rose thought, miffed she wouldn’t be seeing Hux himself arrested and brought before the tribunal. If it meant securing peace, she supposed she’d have to live with the disappointment of Hux remaining a free man.

“The final article involves ongoing relations,” Solo said. “Both parties shall work in peaceful cooperation to prevent future conflicts and to promote stability and security in the Outer Rim.”

Rose nodded. “If the First Order adheres to their concessions, we will honor our own.”

Hux threaded his fingers together upon the table, wearing a serious expression. “It won’t be the Order who first breaks this covenant. If your Princess approves, then we are in agreement.”

Rose glanced towards Solo “General Organa has given me full signatory authority on her behalf.”

The Senator nodded slowly, gaze inscrutable as he slid the datapad toward her. All they had discussed, bargained over, written out in basic, line for line. Rose felt a lump rise in her throat.

Signing her name and rank, her fingers felt oddly heavy. All those who had given their lives were finally being put to rest; finally honored with an official end to the conflict.

When it was Hux’s turn, he paused, just for a moment, stylus hovering over the pad’s illuminated surface.

Rose tried to imagine what he might be thinking. A sense of defeat? Of finality? Or maybe relief; that this fight, this chapter, was finally over.

Rose leaned slightly forward. “General?”

Her voice stirred Hux out of his musings as he penned his own signature, quickly setting the stylus aside. He looked up at her with grim determination.

Was that really it? Rose wondered as she held his gaze. Had they done it?

Senator Solo gathered up the datapad. “I will be submitting this to the Senate in the morning,” he said to the table. “With any luck, it will be ratified before lunch. You’ll both stay, of course, and be on your way tomorrow.Congratulations."

Rose eyed Hux as he stood from his chair.

“Excuse me,” he said curtly, bowing shortly before taking his leave, melting into the dark shadows of the apartment as he withdrew to lick his proverbial wounds.

Rose understood. It was a lot to take in, what just happened. With her own heavy thoughts, she bid goodnight to the Senator, retreating to her room. Rose sent a quick message to Leia and the others, sleep eluding her.

Lying atop the bed, her blaster resting within arm’s reach on the bedside table, she took to staring at the ceiling and thinking of Paige: how much she missed her, and how proud she’d be of her little sister.

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Unlike the evening storm that had heralded Rose’s arrival, the morning in Coruscant was bright and glittering.

The Senator and his Jedi bodyguard escorted them to the spaceport, where they lingered waiting for their perspective transports to arrive.

Hux looked even paler in the daytime. Rose had a difficult time refraining from ogling that striking hair of his all the way from the Senator’s apartment.

“I thought it’d feel different,” she admitted, looking skyward. “I thought I’d feel everything… shift somehow.”

“Everything /is/ different,” Hux said, checking his chronometer. “The entire galaxy will feel the repercussions soon enough.”

Now *that* was a sobering thought, Rose mused as her ship dipped down out of the cloud line.

“Well, then I guess this is goodbye, General. Can’t say it’s been fun.”

One ginger brow twitched up. “So sure our paths won’t cross again, Tico?”

“Stars, I hope so,” she said with a laugh, unsure even then if that were true. *Someone* would have to keep tabs on him, and she'd be lying if she said she wasn't morbidly fascinated to see his next move.

Hux stuck out his gloved hand.

She returned the handshake, his grip firm and sure in a way that shivered down her spine. The corner of his mouth lifted.

“Well done, Commander.”

“We’ll see, won’t we?”

That smirk of his grew.

“Yes. We certainly will.”

#gingerrose #armitage hux #rose tico #general HUX #microfic #prompt #canon divergent au

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