The idea of/fanart of Kylo in a half-updo with braids on either side brought into a ponytail will always have an effect on me. Okay Cutelo.

In his early 20s Hux loved metal music. Nowadays, he only uses his knowledge of it to ask Kylo—who can’t stand the sound of metal but thinks people will find him cool if he says he listens to it—increasingly obscure questions in front of large groups of people.

Hux had made no secret of his opinion on Kylo's friends. Selfish, manipulative slobs with no regard for Kylo's wellbeing, the whole lot of them—in some ways Kylo was inclined to agree. Stumbling home from the bar alone because nobody wanted to wait for them to finish throwing up wasn't the most pleasant experience. But it was a rich stance coming from Hux, who'd once left Kylo bleeding in a convenience store parking lot on a below freezing night, telling them to come home only after they'd pulled themself together.

I’ve seen far too much advocation for a Ben Solo resurrection story recently. Please just let Kylo Ren rest. They already botched his ending once.

I genuinely love Nessarose Thropp so very much. I’m right back where I was a year ago watching people talk bad about my goat Maddie Nolen.