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i drew the top one. uuugh.png
and realized it looked like the thing i did some time last year and was like huh.
huh.
Oooooh, Hux/Poe no. 20, please?
This is the sappiest gingerpilot I’ve done (900+, M, very slight nsfw text, Poe wakes up in the infirmary after a crash and is surprised to find Hux there.)
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Poe woke to harsh brightness. It engulfed his vision, so stunning he couldn’t even be sure if his eyes were open. He wasn’t even sure if he was alive.
Fuck, was he alive?
He tried to sit. How did he do that? He couldn’t remember how his muscles worked. He blinked rapidly, at least he thought he did; the brightness was still there. Was he looking at a light, a ceiling? He had to get up. He had to figure out what the hell was going on. He wriggled his toes. Good. They were there. That was a start. He tried to rock his body, gain momentum. The stark white was fading into shadows and shapes. He needed to sit up. Come on, Dameron, you’re almost there. Keep moving.
“I wouldn’t move too much if I were you.”
Poe turned to the voice. Maybe. He wasn’t quite sure where it was coming from. In the brightness, there was a figure. He blinked more, focused on that voice. He knew that voice. Knew it so well. It was cold and curt. But there was something underneath it. Disappointment? Shame? Worry?
He didn’t need to see Hux’s face to know he was sneering but as his eyes finally focused, there was the General. He was standing stiff and upright. But his uniform jacket was unbuttoned and his gloves were off. His hair didn’t have product in it and his under eyes were darker than usual. Where would Hux be that he’d let himself be seen in such a state?
Poe looked around. They were in the infirmary. He was in a cot.
He groaned. “Fuck…”
“Indeed.” Hux stepped closer. “Your TIE crashed during the assault. You’re very lucky the evac team was able to rescue you.”
“I. Nngh… I never… crash.”
“You were shot down. It wasn’t entirely your fault but we’ll get to that when you’re debriefed. You sustained three broken ribs and a shattered collarbone. Luckily for you, we got you in a bacta tank in time so the bones have mostly healed. As have the bruises. But as you know, you’re going to be very sore for the next few days so—”
“What happened to my TIE?”
Hux scowled at the interruption but didn’t reprimand Poe. “I’m afraid it was destroyed during the crash.”
“Fuck,” Poe said, voice hoarse, wanting to shout but unable to. “That’s bullshit.”
“The evac team had a choice. The Order’s best pilot or his ship.”
Poe stared at Hux, angry now. He didn’t know why. He was angry. There was nothing else to do. He could barely move. He just had to sit here and listen to how much he fucked up. “So what the fuck are you doing here, huh? Did they tell you when I’d wake so you could come to mock me? What’s the time?”
“0200.”
“You got up in the middle of the night just to tell me what a fucking moron I am?”
“I haven’t left the infirmary.”
“What?”
Hux exhaled and looked around the room. He ran a hand through his messy hair and sat on the edge of the cot. “I’ve been here since the end of my shift. I didn’t go back to my quarters.”
Hux’s voice softened slightly. It was that tone reserved only for Poe, in their most quiet and intimate moments.
“Why?” Poe asked.
Hux crinkled his nose and Poe thought it made him look so much younger. “Why do you think?” He reached for Poe’s arm and then hesitated, dropped his hand back to his lap. “I waited until the end of my shift so I wasn’t putting everyone out there way. And I’ve been here since.”
“Hux.”
“Don’t.”
Poe sighed and closed his eyes. “I’m sorry I did that to you. I… I’ve never had a crash like this before.”
The bed shifted and warm lips touched his forehead, just for a second. Poe couldn’t recall a time Hux had ever done that. He could barely remember the last time he received a kiss on the forehead at all. It wasn’t bad. It was quite pleasant and comforting. It was just new. Poe opened his eyes just in time to catch the expression on Hux’s face before he returned to his cold demeanour. He looked sad. Poe found he saw that expression a lot, especially when Hux woke from the haunting dreams that plagued him. He never spoke about it but Poe saw.
Hux did touch his arm this time, his right arm, squeezing it lightly. “I know you haven’t. You’re the best pilot we have.” He paused, brow furrowing a little. “And… I’m glad you’re alive.”
“General, that might be the nicest thing you’ve ever said to me.”
“Perhaps.” Hux squeezed his arm again. “You may not be able to move your arm well for the next few days. If you need assistance dressing and eating, I can help with that.”
“What about jacking off?”
Hux smirked at that, just a little lift of the corner of his lips. “Since I’m feeling very generous over my poor, injured pilot, I’ll give you as many blowjobs as you want.”
“Starting now?”
Hux looked around the room, checking to see if anyone was nearby. Poe couldn’t hear anyone so he assumed the coast was clear. Hux turned back to him, tilted his head. “Suppose we do need to check that all of you is functioning correctly.”
“You don’t want your best pilot performing poorly.”
“Certainly not. He wouldn’t be very useful to me if that was the case.” Hux stood up and pulled the sheet back. “Now, let’s test your stamina, Dameron.”
In this prompt, gingerpilot and 18 was also requested (which is one sitting in the other’s lap) so he’s a little thing to finish off the kiss prompts. I had so much fun writing these and I’ll definitely be doing more writing prompts in the future.
(450+, M, nsfw text, Poe invites Hux into his TIE)
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While the TIE was designed for two people, the pilot and the shooter, the pilot’s seat was not. But it didn’t stop Poe from dragging Hux into the cockpit for a secret make-out session. They’re the words Poe used as if they were teenagers. When Poe had invited him to the hanger, Hux assumed that it was to brag about his TIE and the new navigational updates. Or just to brag about his flying in general.
But here Hux was, on Poe’s lap in a cramped space. Hux’s limbs were too long and he curled up awkwardly, his torso flushed against Poe’s. Poe had one arm around Hux’s waist and one between his legs, palming his hardness. Hux gripped the front of Poe’s flight suit and sucked on his tongue. They were both panting, beginning to sweat in the confined space but not wanting to break apart. Just a few more kisses, Hux told himself. Then he’d return to the bridge.
Poe’s fingers crept up to Hux’s fly and undid the button. Hux gasped against his lips and shifted in his lap. “Dameron.”
“Relax, gorgeous. Let me feel you.”
“Not here.”
“Why not?”
Hux leant back, exhaling. “Why do you think? You can do whatever you want when we’re off duty.”
“We’ve gone this far.” Poe thumbed at Hux’s clothed cock and Hux jumped. “You let me bring you in here, let me kiss you, let me make you nice and hard.”
“Need I remind you that I’m your superior?”
“So you’re going to order me not to make you come? You’re going to tell me to keep my hands off your pretty cock?” Poe clicks his tongue. “You really are a tease, red.”
Hux scoffed. “Look who’s talking.” He licked Poe’s bottom lip lightly. “Apologises, Dameron but we don’t have the time.”
“You ruin everything.”
“I know, I’m just awful.” Hux closed the small gap between their lips and resumed their kisses. Poe tightened his grip around Hux’s waist and kept him firmly in place. Hux was right; they didn’t have the time. Even this was pushing it. Poe just couldn’t help himself, Hux knew it. It was so rare that Hux accepted casual kisses. Usually, he needed a cock in them for Poe to be so lucky. The two of them like this, in Poe’s arms, almost felt quite normal. Except it didn’t because Poe was his subordinate and they were making out in his TIE fighter. But still, they could pretend. And Hux was sure Poe did.
After a moment, Hux broke the kiss once more. “I really do have to go, love.”
Poe groaned and stole another kiss. “One more kiss,” he murmured. “One more and I’ll let you go, babe.”
Hux exhaled against Poe’s lips. “One more kiss…”
Hux didn’t leave the hanger for another hour.

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good thing about shipping kylux
u can just brush off all the discourse about it being abusive bc like
yeah?? so? this ginger shitheel blew up a whole solar system idgaf if he gets choked out, bitch deserves it
look i got into kylux via hannigram which is like… the Most Problematic, i mean ‘sending a hitman to slit ur bf’s wrists’ is something that i got past in a ship
so some tweet abt hux getting cracked ribs from kylo force-throwing him across the silencer is… not a Deal Breaker here
strange weather
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2DDykui
by sunandoceanblue
There was something terrible and satisfying about being fucked by the most dangerous man in the galaxy.
Words: 1897, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English
Fandoms: Star Wars Prequel Trilogy
Rating: Explicit
Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply
Categories: M/M
Characters: Kylo Ren, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux
Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren
Additional Tags: Anal Sex, Anal Fingering, Supreme Leader Kylo, Post TLJ, Hux thinks too much
read it on the AO3 at http://ift.tt/2DDykui
Star Killer Star Killer Don’t let me go
FinnRey because you wanna try it! 11. when one stops the kiss to whisper “I’m sorry, are you sure you-” and they answer by kissing them more
First time writing Finnrey!! (1.5k, T, Finn and Rey share their first kiss post tlj)
(Send me a prompt and a ship and I’ll write it for you!)
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Rey learnt a new word. Relax. Poe taught her that word. It means to take a break, to essentially do nothing. Rey argued that that’s impossible and Poe laughed. He told her that she’s done her part and needs to recover. He told her to do what made her happy. Then he patted her shoulder and let her be. Rey couldn’t think of something that made her happy.
So she went to find Finn. Because he makes her happy. He may not be a thing but he is a person and Rey figures that’s better.
The Falcon isn’t as crowded as when they departed Crait. While it wasn’t wise for what was left of the Resistance to spilt, they had no choice; they couldn’t remain all on one ship, drifting in space. Some members scout for old bases or potential new ones. Others search for sorely needed resources. Others are off to find allies. Anyone they can find. The desperation is a terrible feeling, a hive mind of fear amongst the Resistance, but it only makes them that much more dedicated. It’s terrifying being the galaxy’s last hope. But Rey knows that she’ll never stop fighting for it, not until her last breath. The galaxy done nothing for her. She’s only visited a handful of planets. But she will fight. It’s all she can do.
She’s supposed to relax. It isn’t going too well.
Finn is in his bunk. Rey has learnt that you’re supposed to knock first before entering a room. It’s polite. So she knocks.
“Ah… hello?”
“Finn. It’s me.”
There’s a soft thud and then fumbling on the other side of the door as if Finn can’t get it open fast enough. But then the door is open and Finn is standing there. He’s dressed down in a tank and trousers, sweating lightly. “Rey. Hey. Are you okay? What’s up?”
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Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy Rating: Explicit Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren Characters: Kylo Ren, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Armitage Hux Additional Tags: Post-TLJ, Supreme Leader Kylo, Blowjobs, Power Dynamics Summary:
“Are you telling me my life depends on whether or not I give good head?” Ren chuckles at that, low and cocky. “No. I just needed an incentive to get you on your knees for me.”
My first Kylux fic of the new year! It’s 5k of post tlj drama from Hux’s pov with Supreme Leader Ren and some smut. I know its been a while and I feel like my writing style has changed but I hope you all enjoy it because I worked really hard on it aha!!

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I need his wheezing and panting on a dick, just being overwhelmed by the feeling. Maybe begging and messy crying and all that
“R-Ren,” Hux panted, craning his face away from Kylo’s gaze to slobber and blubber against his pillow. His fists were twisted in the sheets, knuckles gone white from how tightly they were clenched. Kylo didn’t stop snapping his hips forward into Hux’s warm, willing body, lube making obscene squelching noises with every inward push. “What,” he punctuated with an aggressive thrust, “What do you need.” He held Hux’s thighs spread wide enough to give an uncomfortable stretch.Hux just whimpered, face burning, red and scrunched up into an angry little pout. Kylo was sure his own eyes were getting as dewy as Hux’s were, just from the intensity of their sweaty obscene rutting, from seeing the proud General fall apart so completely for the feeling of Kylo deep inside of him.
The Big Fat Greek Wedding
This is a work made for the Kylux Reverse Bang 2017 @kyluxbigbang
@longstoryshortikilledhim wrote this beautiful fic to go with this piece.
Summary:
Matt accompanies Kylo and Armitage to their destination wedding and meets Techie for the first time. There’s a little problem: Techie is cute as hell; but he’s the groom’s brother, which means that he’s off-limits. Matt must resist him.
The fic is here on AO3.
Any soft kylux or long term relationship headcannons?
I DO indeed!! :D
- it takes a long while for kylo and hux to lower their guard with each other
- oh, and this takes place a long time after they first start fucking
- their relationship begins purely physical at first, treating sex as nothing more than another fight for power over the other, baring their teeth and biting
- but soon, after one night, an inconsequential one by their standards, kylo and hux are too exhausted to be on guard, to fight each other for once
- the trade negotiations had taken much too long, even hux was tiring of the constant back and forth debate (and kylo had progressed from anger at the long and useless debate to just sheer exhaustion)
- that’s the first time they kiss, and it’s when hux kisses kylo’s temple, barely even a kiss really, before saying “stay. it’s late.”
- so begins kylo staying over at hux’s quarters and the first softness of their relationship: just one kiss to the temple
- soon, kylo and hux start to take comfort from each other in other ways
- kylo has always sought hux’s counsel when it comes to bureaucratic things, but in other matters too, with his worries about the Force, over Skywalker’s final cryptic message to him, over Rey besting him again and again
- hux, slowly and always in the privacy of his quarters, begins to express genuine emotion beyond his officer persona or the rabidness that overtakes him in times of high stress and emotion
- hux and kylo…love to hold hands…in any way, shape or form
- they prefer holding hands with gloves off, of course
- they’ll spend a lot of time in hux’s quarters just exploring each other’s hands; how large and calloused kylo’s are compared to hux’s slender, yet no less strong, ones
- hand-kissing and brow kissing are their faves
- kylo and hux are both kind of bad with kissing, but they don’t really realize it since they’re kissing each other
- kylo is too sloppy with it and hux holds himself back too much
- one time hux was really drunk and leaned in to kiss kylo only to slam against his nose; hux laughed for a good minute straight while kylo asked him again and again if he was ok
- a lot of their date nights just take place in bed since kylo and hux are so busy being co-supreme leaders and all
- usually they’ll eat catered food from one of the restaurants aboard the Finalizer and open a bottle of wine and talk (or watch pirated Republic holodramas)
- the first time kylo feels the hint of a Force bond with hux, he’s near terrified
- mostly of being compromised again, but also because it reminds him of snoke and maybe snoke put the bond there and snoke is going to come back and take away his and hux’s power and ruin what they’ve accomplished in the First Order
- but the Force bond was all organic; it just happened, as the Force willed it
- it was after the establishment of this Force bond that kylo really understood who Brendol Hux was and what he did
- kylo leaves, with no warning, for a week. the guilt he feels is unbearable
- being reminded of when he lost control, back when he just declared himself Supreme Leader and during the battle on Crait…it’s horrifying
- that serious conversation he has with hux, over what kylo did those couple of days, is the most important conversation in their shared life with each other
- kylo and hux end up co-supreme leaders, though they’ve pulled out of New Republic space to focus on the Unknown Regions, and create a First Order that will stand not perfect, perhaps not even good, but stable for a long time
We always loved confrontation among both of them but The Last Jedi was like “You want more rivalry? Nope.” So… MAY THE HEADCANONS BE WITH YOU! Hux is holding the vibrosword from pure cortosis, which is his family heirloom. Pure cortosis swords are extremly rare and expensive. Such sword is the only thing able to resist lightsaber, and pure cortosis sword could even short out a lightsaber for a short period of time. “You shouldn’t have thrown me with Force, Ren” — Support my art on Patreon ❤ The link is in the description —

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there he is
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