#brennic

a brendol hux/orson krennic fic featuring sniper!armitage

for @ourgeneralarmiehux

thank you for your support! ❤️

The sun has long since set on Arkanis, leaving a cloudy, moonless sky in its wake, but the two Imperials keep each other company in the drawing room of Brendol’s estate, the roaring, crackling fire keeping them warm from the Arkanian winter wind that blows outside.

“Another drink, Orson?”

Krennic looks up at his companion and to the almost-empty bottle of wine. Surely, he thinks, they haven’t finished another bottle, but Brendol is smiling devilishly at him, teasingly, so much so that Orson feels his stomach churn and a blush creeping up to his cheeks. Brendol Hux is an interesting man, one of intelligence and of greed, one that the Empire is proud to have on their side, and one that never fails to enchant Orson to the point where he could listen to the man talk for hours.

“I shouldn’t,” Krennic says. “I have work to finish.”

“Oh, come now, Orson,” Brendol quips, filling Orson’s empty glass anyway. “One more won’t do any harm. You wouldn’t want to leave me alone to finish this, would you?”

“I suppose not. But I still have to travel back to my accommodation.”

“Stay here for the night. Neither of us have any appointments tomorrow morning, just Armitage’s debriefing in the afternoon.”

“Ah,” Krennic nods, taking the glass, taking an elegant mouthful as he watches Brendol retake his seat beside him on the couch. “The boy is due back from his assignment in less than 12 hours, yes?”

“Indeed. The youngest ever cadet-trained-sniper to be given an assassination mission in the history of the Empire.” Brendol speaks as though riddled with pride, even putting his hand out and moving it in an arching motion as though it’s a headline on a theatre. “His initial report is that he has been successful. Ambassador Loa and her rebellious plans have been stopped.”

“Magnificent. You must be proud of him, Brendol. A Hux doing so much good for the Empire.”

“I am, but I wouldn’t tell him. Wouldn’t want the boy going soft by too much praise.”

Krennic falls silent, pondering Brendol’s words. Under his tutorage, Armitage has performed even better when praised, excelling further when being told how well he’s performing.

“I wouldn’t be certain of that,” Krennic argues quietly, shaking his head. Beside him, Brendol frowns. “I imagine most men would thrive on compliments and recognition from their superiors. It’s…satisfying.”

“I see, and are you speaking from personal experience there, dear Orson?”

Krennic chokes on his mouthful of wine, spluttering as he tries to get his breath, only to feel a familiar gloved hand rubbing slow circles into his back.

“Brendol,” Krennic gasps, still coughing.

Brendol’s voice is soft, “Come along, Orson. I’ve seen how you quiver underneath Grand Moff Tarkin’s flattering gaze. I wonder if my praise will have the same effect.”

@featuringjoshdun started to write a Brennic fanfic featuring baby Hux and I can’t wait to read the next chapters.

Have a doodle of the silver fox dads inspired by the story. 

Edit: apparently the link doesn”t work like if the fic has been deleted or something idk why =/ 

Oh yes!! I really imagine that their romance has a more softer and mature tone compared to Kylux. They know that they need each other professionally at least and won’t deny it. They still keep this friendly rivalry tension between them since there is still this competition ambiance between all the imperiral high-ranked officers. They are also really suave, Orson sometimes bring gifts to Brendol when he stops by Arkanis. They never probably say out loud that they love each other but they know that words aren’t needed.

I also imagined both of them being married by obligation but since they are often absent, maybe being in an open-marriage and/or a polyamory relationship with their wives. (For some reasons, I want to Orson to be in love with 2 people =‘))

Sure and I might put them in comic  if I am motivated enough. Thanks for asking!

_ They first met in their late twenties and worked together for a while. Brendol was quite admirative of Orson’s ways of doing things and determination to climb to the top. He kept a close eye on him while Orson was making his way through the ranks of the Empire.

_ Some years later, Brendol send a message to Orson when he learned that he became director, asking him to join him on Arkanis for showing him a project that will help him to crush the Rebellion.

_ It is the Deathtroopers unit, elite and deadly stormtroopers coming from Brendol Commandant’s Cadets secret student society.

_ Orson sees them in action and decides to accept Hux’s proposition. After that, they often communicate together, talking about work, exchanging their point of view and more mundane things. Orson did take a liking in Hux and the two became close while maintaining a semblance of friendly rivalry.

_ Their relationship became more intimate during one slighty-drunken night on Arkanis, The experience was really not unpleasant and they decided to secretly keeps on their affair.

_ Orson hears one day some rumours about the fact that Brendol will soon be a father. He confront him  and his lover respond that it is true since He commissioned to Kaminoans to create a son for pursueing the Hux family lineage without getting married.

_ Some months later, Orson finally meet Brendol’s son, he is really fond of the baby. Brendol having no imagination with first names, ask Orson to name him.  He feels really happy about it.

_ Before dying, Orson’s last thoughts are directed to Brendol and his son.

_ In his his will, he asked that his cape was sent to Brendol. He keeps it as a memento. 

_ When Brendol Hux and his son ended up in exile in the Unknown regions, he started to wear the cape when he became an Admiral of the First Order fleet, honoring his friend and lover memory and the ancient greatness of the Empire.