#gingerpilotweek2026

Pirate! Poe & siren! Hux! Hux might want to eat Poe, but gets caught in Poe's net😱

He is a very fierce siren! (I think Poe still often gives him flowers from the land)

gingerpilot week day 3

Barbie in a Mermaid Tale (2010) au

First encounter

Gingerpilot Week, an event celebrating the ship between Armitage Hux and Poe Dameron, is coming in just a month!

This year's dates: May 25-31

This year's theme: The Sea

7 days — 7 sets of prompts!

Sirens, merfolk, pirates

Surfing, swimming, sinking

Beach, sand, coral reef

Shells, scales, tentacles, suction cups

Typhoon / hurricane / storm

Ships (literal... or not)

Sea creatures - whales, fish, sharks, purrgils, etc.!

Storm 

Hux sighed and rubbed his face. He was exhausted. The stims withdrawal, sharing a room, insects, and now storms. As if he wasn't uncomfortable enough, as if the universe decided that he would pay here and now for everything he did. He winced hearing another thunder somewhere near. 

Just a few hours of sleep, was it too much to ask? Apparently so. Hux sniffed and suddenly realized that Dameron was sitting up on his bunk. Wonderful. 

"Hey." Poe whispered, "Can't sleep?"

Hux slowly shook his head. Poe stood up, put on a shirt, and went to the small kitchen. When he was back, he sat down next to Hux and passed him a cup. 

"Here." Hux stared at the cup. "It's spiced milk."

"Spiced?" Hux looked at him in horror. Poe chuckled. 

"Not like that. Calm down. I mean with herbs and cooking spices and honey." Poe smiled. "Try it." 

Hux would never admit it, but he would do almost everything when Dameron was smiling at him like that. He cleared his throat, looking down at his cup. Stupid thoughts. Shame crippling down his spine, Hux sighed and took a sip. It was warm and sweet and spicy at the same time. Unusual, but surprisingly... Comforting. Hux realized that Poe put a blanket on his shoulder. 

"You can't sleep often, huh?"

Hux looked at him. 

"I suppose," he said quietly, "I am not used to uncontrolled environments... and storms." 

"You don't like rain, then?"

"I don't mind rain." "Hux said, taking another sip." A thunder hit again, and Hux almost dropped his cup. Poe looked at him, eyes wide open. 

"Woah hey. Hey..." Hux found himself in Dameron's arms. "You know we have lighting protection systems here. The same First Order has on planet side bases. I personally stole it." Poe grinned. Hux swallowed and nodded. "Although it's probably not really a difference for you, huh?"

"At least we won't catch on fire." Hux mumbled, and Poe chuckled quietly, wrapping him in the blanket. Hux suddenly forgot how to breathe; he focused on his milk. Oh, he will hate himself tomorrow. He will hate himself for this moment of weakness, for this pathetic, childish display of... Dameron's hand was in his hair, and Hux just melted, placing his head on the pilot's chest. 

"Why are you doing this?"

"What?" Poe glanced down at him.

"This. You should hate me. Not... do whatever that is you are doing now."

"I don't hate you. But I think many people you knew did hate you. And well... I decided to show you what it's like when there's someone who cares." Hux stayed silent, looking at his cup. "Is it working?" Poe smiled, and Hux didn't answer; he just curled down closer to Dameron. 

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GINGERPILOT WEEK, DAY 2 - SINKING

Armitage watched the pretty man topple backward into the ocean, cutting through the surface like a giant, two-legged rock. He slipped back into the water and treaded, waiting. Eventually his would-be conquest would guppy paddle to the top for air and they could become mates.

He shouldn't fault the pretty man for the poor escape attempt, though. Armitage had come on strong, hopping onto the deck for a better look, but in his defense the tactic had worked for his brothers.

Tekkii rolled in with the surf on a California beach, sliding right into a volleyball net. A big blond in red trunks was about to pound on a white ball when he tripped over Tekkii's fins.

Ztenz leaped onto a fishing boat off the coast of Maryland. The one-handed occupant lost an entire cooler of blue crabs but Ztenz made it up to him.

And young Ned was just sunning himself on the Jersey Shore when a bus driver got distracted and rammed a telephone pole.

Last Armitage heard, they were all happy and thriving with their new human mates. He wanted the same thing, and the moment he saw this one break away from the crowd and wobble down the dock he'd made up his mind.

When the first set of bubbles broke on the surface next to him, he got worried.

Silly human. Silly me, for picking one who can't swim.

Armitage turned fin up and barreled downward to the rescue.

A late entry for GingerPilot Week 2026, day 1: merfolk.

Millicent is a sea slug, sorry, nudibranch, because of @artemisdart's fic "Life in Captivity". And BB-8 is a pufferfish, for no special reason ^^.

When the notorious pirate Poe Dameron escapes from a prison ship and finds refuge on a desert island, he encounters a fascinating creature with bright red hair …

Written for Gingerpilotweek 2026

Read the first chapter on AO3