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weirdlet:
Another Kylux AU, this one based firmly off of @solohux‘s exiled hux AU, but with added omegaverse nonsense because that’s how we (@iainkillsrobots and I) roll. Hux is hauled off into exile in the wake of the Starkiller disaster- left to rot on an icy planet far from civilization. By the time Kylo finds him, he’s been stripped down to the bare essence of survival- and he’s viciously opposed to returning to the people and the organization that he thinks betrayed him.
But like soothing a feral animal gone savage from need, Kylo works his way through the layers to find the core of Hux as he knew him, still there- and hiding a desperate secret.
Malnutrition. A persistent chest infection that just won’t go away, no matter how many soothing soups he can make out of animal bones and fat scraps, and which leaves him coughing new and exciting colors every day. Windburn that leaves him looking and feeling like some diseased street-beggar, except there is no begging of kindly passers-by here- only an abandoned fort that he managed to hammer into a semblance of weather-soundness before the big snows came, and what he can catch with his bare hands. No one is stealing this command from me, he mutters to himself, when he can laugh instead of despair at his situation. Who would want it?
And under it all- a skinny seven-months’ belly, that by rights should have been long flattened with hunger. And that, almost entirely alone, is what convinces him to listen to Kylo’s seductive words and accept his gingerly offered ration-packets. A soothing touch. The promise of medbay, and food on the regular. This is what pulls him back from the brink, not the loyalty of his troops and officers or the offer of the rule of the First Order on a platter, along with Snoke’s head. I wish I had known, the Force user whispers, eyes wide without his mask. I would have crawled out of the bacta tank and come here without a stop, had I known.
weirdlet:
Another Kylux AU, this one based firmly off of @solohux‘s exiled hux AU, but with added omegaverse nonsense because that’s how we (@iainkillsrobots and I) roll. Hux is hauled off into exile in the wake of the Starkiller disaster- left to rot on an icy planet far from civilization. By the time Kylo finds him, he’s been stripped down to the bare essence of survival- and he’s viciously opposed to returning to the people and the organization that he thinks betrayed him.
But like soothing a feral animal gone savage from need, Kylo works his way through the layers to find the core of Hux as he knew him, still there- and hiding a desperate secret.
Malnutrition. A persistent chest infection that just won’t go away, no matter how many soothing soups he can make out of animal bones and fat scraps, and which leaves him coughing new and exciting colors every day. Windburn that leaves him looking and feeling like some diseased street-beggar, except there is no begging of kindly passers-by here- only an abandoned fort that he managed to hammer into a semblance of weather-soundness before the big snows came, and what he can catch with his bare hands. No one is stealing this command from me, he mutters to himself, when he can laugh instead of despair at his situation. Who would want it?
And under it all- a skinny seven-months’ belly, that by rights should have been long flattened with hunger. And that, almost entirely alone, is what convinces him to listen to Kylo’s seductive words and accept his gingerly offered ration-packets. A soothing touch. The promise of medbay, and food on the regular. This is what pulls him back from the brink, not the loyalty of his troops and officers or the offer of the rule of the First Order on a platter, along with Snoke’s head. I wish I had known, the Force user whispers, eyes wide without his mask. I would have crawled out of the bacta tank and come here without a stop, had I known.
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solohux:
happy halloween! ✨
i wrote some vampire kylo (◡‿◡✿)
It’s the feeling of a cold presence leering over him that rouses Hux from sleep.
He knows he hasn’t been asleep for too long, and feels more than reluctant to open his eyes but he does, seeing the strong silhouette of his vampire looming over his sleeping form. Hux blinks slowly as the mattress dips underneath Kylo’s weight as he sits down on the edge of the bed, his hip touching Hux’s.
“What time is it?” Hux asks, sitting up slightly to try and look at the clock on his bedside table.
“12:44am. I know, I’m sorry,” Kylo replies, sliding his cold hand up to cup Hux’s cheek, rubbing softly over his sharp cheekbone, though his hand doesn’t stay there for long. Slowly, and menacingly, his fingers slide down to the pulse point on the underside of Hux’s jaw, caressing it with his cold fingers. “But I’m hungry.”
Hux groans, rubbing his eyes. Even the thought of Kylo feeding from him again makes the healing wounds on his arms and neck throb, anticipating being pierced by Kylo’s fangs. But Hux owes the vampire his life; this is his penance.
“Fine. Arm or neck?” Hux asks, pushing himself up onto his elbows, only to feel Kylo’s strong hand push him back down.
“Neck,” the vampire replies, moving to straddle himself over Hux’s slim hips, his wild and dark hair falling in front of him like a cursed waterfall.
Hux swallows hard, feeling slightly crushed by Kylo’s dead weight atop of him, but he doesn’t voice his discomfort. There’s something about his vampire that never fails to lure Hux back in until he’s begging to be drank from, begging to be the only one to satiate Kylo’s hunger. He needs to be told how good he is, how good he tastes…but Hux would never admit that he gets off on it. He doesn’t doubt that Kylo would whisk him away to his hideout and transform him into a permanent blood slave.
Kylo’s cold lips engulf Hux’s in a rough kiss, a tremble of anticipation spreading across Hux’s skin.
“Relax,” Kylo whispers, dragging his fangs back across Hux’s bottom lip, drawing blood, lapping it up with a flick of his tongue. “My good boy.”
Hux moans, feeling overcome with the excitable desire to be used for Kylo’s needs. He allows his head to fall to the side, his heart pounding furiously in his chest, his blood flowing rapidly through his veins.
“Say it,” Kylo orders, moving agonisingly slowly towards a soft spot on Hux’s neck.
“Taste me,” Hux begs, arching his back. “Drink from me. I’m yours, Ren. Please.”
Kylo gives a low chuckle before he swipes his tongue across an attractive spot on Hux’s jugular, tasting his skin before biting down harshly with his sharp fangs. Hux grits his teeth to suppress his cry as he feels blood flow from the wound, but his body is pinned down underneath Kylo’s abnormally strong body, his thin hips stuck between Kylo’s knees. The vampire sucks him, lapping at the fresh wound on his neck, nipping and caressing the skin to stimulate the flow of Hux’s blood.
“My delicious boy,” Kylo croons, lifting his head for a moment, his pale lips covered in crimson.
Hux swallows hard. Kylo’s eyes have turned an ominous shade of red, as though his irises themselves have filled with blood. He stares down at Hux, teasingly running his tongue over his dripping fangs.
“I’m here to serve you,” Hux says, knowing how much the vampire appreciates the power play between them. “My Lord. My Master. Please. Feed from me.”
“Mm, my beautiful human,” Kylo says before going back to lap at the wound, suckling with a ferocious need, and Hux finds his own breaths synchronising with Kylo’s sucks, aiding his own blood flow. “So good for me.”
Hux moans, feeling his consciousness beginning to waver, black creeping in on his vision.
“Ren…”
“Ssh, I know, Hux,” Kylo whispers, climbing off of Hux’s shaking body and opens the drawer, pulling out a cleansing wipe and a plaster. He swabs the wound clean before sticking the pale plaster over the bite marks in an identical repeat of their routine.
Hux lifts his hand to Kylo’s cheek, brushing his knuckles against his freezing skin.
“Sleep, my precious Hux,” Kylo breathes, taking hold of the human’s limp hand and kissing it gently before lowering it back down onto the bed. “You’ve served me well.”
Hux smiles, his body and mind obeying Kylo’s wishes, drifting into a deep sleep, unknowing that his vampire stays to watch over his copper jewel until dawn.
solohux:
happy halloween! ✨
i wrote some vampire kylo (◡‿◡✿)
It’s the feeling of a cold presence leering over him that rouses Hux from sleep.
He knows he hasn’t been asleep for too long, and feels more than reluctant to open his eyes but he does, seeing the strong silhouette of his vampire looming over his sleeping form. Hux blinks slowly as the mattress dips underneath Kylo’s weight as he sits down on the edge of the bed, his hip touching Hux’s.
“What time is it?” Hux asks, sitting up slightly to try and look at the clock on his bedside table.
“12:44am. I know, I’m sorry,” Kylo replies, sliding his cold hand up to cup Hux’s cheek, rubbing softly over his sharp cheekbone, though his hand doesn’t stay there for long. Slowly, and menacingly, his fingers slide down to the pulse point on the underside of Hux’s jaw, caressing it with his cold fingers. “But I’m hungry.”
Hux groans, rubbing his eyes. Even the thought of Kylo feeding from him again makes the healing wounds on his arms and neck throb, anticipating being pierced by Kylo’s fangs. But Hux owes the vampire his life; this is his penance.
“Fine. Arm or neck?” Hux asks, pushing himself up onto his elbows, only to feel Kylo’s strong hand push him back down.
“Neck,” the vampire replies, moving to straddle himself over Hux’s slim hips, his wild and dark hair falling in front of him like a cursed waterfall.
Hux swallows hard, feeling slightly crushed by Kylo’s dead weight atop of him, but he doesn’t voice his discomfort. There’s something about his vampire that never fails to lure Hux back in until he’s begging to be drank from, begging to be the only one to satiate Kylo’s hunger. He needs to be told how good he is, how good he tastes…but Hux would never admit that he gets off on it. He doesn’t doubt that Kylo would whisk him away to his hideout and transform him into a permanent blood slave.
Kylo’s cold lips engulf Hux’s in a rough kiss, a tremble of anticipation spreading across Hux’s skin.
“Relax,” Kylo whispers, dragging his fangs back across Hux’s bottom lip, drawing blood, lapping it up with a flick of his tongue. “My good boy.”
Hux moans, feeling overcome with the excitable desire to be used for Kylo’s needs. He allows his head to fall to the side, his heart pounding furiously in his chest, his blood flowing rapidly through his veins.
“Say it,” Kylo orders, moving agonisingly slowly towards a soft spot on Hux’s neck.
“Taste me,” Hux begs, arching his back. “Drink from me. I’m yours, Ren. Please.”
Kylo gives a low chuckle before he swipes his tongue across an attractive spot on Hux’s jugular, tasting his skin before biting down harshly with his sharp fangs. Hux grits his teeth to suppress his cry as he feels blood flow from the wound, but his body is pinned down underneath Kylo’s abnormally strong body, his thin hips stuck between Kylo’s knees. The vampire sucks him, lapping at the fresh wound on his neck, nipping and caressing the skin to stimulate the flow of Hux’s blood.
“My delicious boy,” Kylo croons, lifting his head for a moment, his pale lips covered in crimson.
Hux swallows hard. Kylo’s eyes have turned an ominous shade of red, as though his irises themselves have filled with blood. He stares down at Hux, teasingly running his tongue over his dripping fangs.
“I’m here to serve you,” Hux says, knowing how much the vampire appreciates the power play between them. “My Lord. My Master. Please. Feed from me.”
“Mm, my beautiful human,” Kylo says before going back to lap at the wound, suckling with a ferocious need, and Hux finds his own breaths synchronising with Kylo’s sucks, aiding his own blood flow. “So good for me.”
Hux moans, feeling his consciousness beginning to waver, black creeping in on his vision.
“Ren…”
“Ssh, I know, Hux,” Kylo whispers, climbing off of Hux’s shaking body and opens the drawer, pulling out a cleansing wipe and a plaster. He swabs the wound clean before sticking the pale plaster over the bite marks in an identical repeat of their routine.
Hux lifts his hand to Kylo’s cheek, brushing his knuckles against his freezing skin.
“Sleep, my precious Hux,” Kylo breathes, taking hold of the human’s limp hand and kissing it gently before lowering it back down onto the bed. “You’ve served me well.”
Hux smiles, his body and mind obeying Kylo’s wishes, drifting into a deep sleep, unknowing that his vampire stays to watch over his copper jewel until dawn.
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solohux:
imagine Hux’s personal journal being like
Entry #27Master Kylo Ren came on board today. I dislike him immensely.
Entry #54 Ren destroyed one of the navigation consoles on the bridge today. Impertinent child.
Entry #78Supreme Leader Snoke has informed me that Ren is a joint commander of the ship and that threatening to throw him out of the airlock is inappropriate behaviour.
Entry #97I saw Ren’s face for the first time. Disgusting, just like the rest of him. His deep, brown eyes are the worst.
Entry #123We fucked. I showed him who’s in charge.
Entry #140 Ren is going on a three month mission tomorrow. I’d tell him that I’m going to miss him but that would be lying.
Entry #145It’s quiet without him.
Entry #150I don’t miss him.
Entry #159I find my concentration elusive.
Entry #170I don’t miss him.
Entry #183I don’t miss him.
Entry #190I miss him.
Entry #200I wonder if he misses me. Unlikely.
Entry #218Ren came home today. He marched straight past me without saying a word. I haven’t felt that much pain since I shattered my fist hitting a wall when I was 19.
Entry #219He was on his knees in my quarters. Said he sensed my desire for him to come back. I kissed him. He kissed me.
Entry #223Master Kylo Ren has been on board the Finalizer for 196 days. I love him immensely.
solohux:
imagine Hux’s personal journal being like
Entry #27Master Kylo Ren came on board today. I dislike him immensely.
Entry #54 Ren destroyed one of the navigation consoles on the bridge today. Impertinent child.
Entry #78Supreme Leader Snoke has informed me that Ren is a joint commander of the ship and that threatening to throw him out of the airlock is inappropriate behaviour.
Entry #97I saw Ren’s face for the first time. Disgusting, just like the rest of him. His deep, brown eyes are the worst.
Entry #123We fucked. I showed him who’s in charge.
Entry #140 Ren is going on a three month mission tomorrow. I’d tell him that I’m going to miss him but that would be lying.
Entry #145It’s quiet without him.
Entry #150I don’t miss him.
Entry #159I find my concentration elusive.
Entry #170I don’t miss him.
Entry #183I don’t miss him.
Entry #190I miss him.
Entry #200I wonder if he misses me. Unlikely.
Entry #218Ren came home today. He marched straight past me without saying a word. I haven’t felt that much pain since I shattered my fist hitting a wall when I was 19.
Entry #219He was on his knees in my quarters. Said he sensed my desire for him to come back. I kissed him. He kissed me.
Entry #223Master Kylo Ren has been on board the Finalizer for 196 days. I love him immensely.
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thesunandoceanblue:
But imagine Kylo using bastard as an insult (because he doesn’t know. He doesn’t know the General’s best kept secret)
And it shouldn’t bother Hux. It shouldn’t. It shouldn’t because it’s all he heard at the Academy. He tucked that part of him well away.
It shouldn’t bother Hux but he absolutely punches that son-of-a-bitch (since they’re apparently doing parental slurs now) in the mouth.
thesunandoceanblue:
But imagine Kylo using bastard as an insult (because he doesn’t know. He doesn’t know the General’s best kept secret)
And it shouldn’t bother Hux. It shouldn’t. It shouldn’t because it’s all he heard at the Academy. He tucked that part of him well away.
It shouldn’t bother Hux but he absolutely punches that son-of-a-bitch (since they’re apparently doing parental slurs now) in the mouth.
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reyreyspaceace:
Three months after being promoted to general and gaining access to all First Order personnel files, Hux “accidentally” deleted his file, and oh no his first name is no longer on file due to an “error”
The question now is: what is his middle name?
reyreyspaceace:
Three months after being promoted to general and gaining access to all First Order personnel files, Hux “accidentally” deleted his file, and oh no his first name is no longer on file due to an “error”
The question now is: what is his middle name?
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thissisatitle:
tfw when your bf ruins all of the credibility you built these last 30 years at work
thissisatitle:
tfw when your bf ruins all of the credibility you built these last 30 years at work
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oh I’m so glad you like it!!
and wow, prepare yourself for some hux angst (exiled hux gifset here!)
Exiled Hux would be so dangerous
Think he was merciless when he was a General? Wait until he’s had to fight for everything he’s got including the clothes on his back and the blaster in his hand, reducing himself down to nothing but flesh and bones, rebuilding himself until everything he owns on this little frozen planet, he’s fought for.
He’s had everything taken from him for mistakes that weren’t even his. Starkiller wasn’t his fault; Phasma lowered the shields, Kylo let the oscillator be blown up from the inside, Kylo let Rey and Finn escape, none of this was his fault but because Starkiller was under his command, he’s first in line for execution.
But one day, when Hux looks out of the cracked window of his hut, he sees a familiar shuttle approaching and his heart freezes over because this isn’t what he wanted, he wanted to be alone, everyone else has abandoned him, everyone else is his enemy…even Kylo, the one who Hux thought was different.
And suddenly Kylo is walking towards him, clad in black, looking like some sort of grim reaper in the crisp white background of the snow, come to save Hux from his agonising misery (but honestly Hux would never beg for death, it’d be too easy to do that).
Kylo talks quickly, claiming to have killed Snoke for Hux’s safety, that the First Order needs a ruler and Kylo knows that Hux should be at the helm. ‘Emperor Hux,’ Kylo says. Hux feels nothing.
Hux doesn’t want to see Kylo, he doesn’t want to go back into the regime that cast him aside after everything he’d done for them. He’s no longer a part of anything, no longer associated with the First Order, or with Kylo Ren. They’ve all betrayed him.
Because the ice and snow and freezing temperatures of the planet that he’s been abandoned on is nothing compared to the bitterness and the frigid anguish that’s been swelling inside of him in a cold storm for the entire time he’s spent alone, alone in his own mind, driving himself to survive, to prove them wrong.
But then Kylo takes his mask off and Hux feels warm for the first time in a long time and it takes all of his energy to keep his cold scowl on his face, forcing back the memories of hearing Kylo cry out ‘NO!’ when Snoke had given the order for Hux to be exiled, the memories of seeing Kylo reach out for him as Hux is dragged away by guards before being forcefully knocked unconscious and dumped on this frozen wasteland.
It’s too late for apologies, Hux thinks. He’s being punished for Kylo’s mistakes. And Kylo allowed this to happen. Kylo could go anywhere, be anyone, and Hux is in purgatory, existing and not living. It isn’t fair.
But when has life ever been fair, Armitage?
But to Hux, this feeling of having to earn the right to live and survive is familiar to him; he’s done this before under the callous gaze of his father and other imperials who were expecting so much from him, too much.
He’ll always fight, claw at the ground and fight with everything he’s got just so he can call himself Hux and not just Armitage.
oh I’m so glad you like it!!
and wow, prepare yourself for some hux angst (exiled hux gifset here!)
Exiled Hux would be so dangerous
Think he was merciless when he was a General? Wait until he’s had to fight for everything he’s got including the clothes on his back and the blaster in his hand, reducing himself down to nothing but flesh and bones, rebuilding himself until everything he owns on this little frozen planet, he’s fought for.
He’s had everything taken from him for mistakes that weren’t even his. Starkiller wasn’t his fault; Phasma lowered the shields, Kylo let the oscillator be blown up from the inside, Kylo let Rey and Finn escape, none of this was his fault but because Starkiller was under his command, he’s first in line for execution.
But one day, when Hux looks out of the cracked window of his hut, he sees a familiar shuttle approaching and his heart freezes over because this isn’t what he wanted, he wanted to be alone, everyone else has abandoned him, everyone else is his enemy…even Kylo, the one who Hux thought was different.
And suddenly Kylo is walking towards him, clad in black, looking like some sort of grim reaper in the crisp white background of the snow, come to save Hux from his agonising misery (but honestly Hux would never beg for death, it’d be too easy to do that).
Kylo talks quickly, claiming to have killed Snoke for Hux’s safety, that the First Order needs a ruler and Kylo knows that Hux should be at the helm. ‘Emperor Hux,’ Kylo says. Hux feels nothing.
Hux doesn’t want to see Kylo, he doesn’t want to go back into the regime that cast him aside after everything he’d done for them. He’s no longer a part of anything, no longer associated with the First Order, or with Kylo Ren. They’ve all betrayed him.
Because the ice and snow and freezing temperatures of the planet that he’s been abandoned on is nothing compared to the bitterness and the frigid anguish that’s been swelling inside of him in a cold storm for the entire time he’s spent alone, alone in his own mind, driving himself to survive, to prove them wrong.
But then Kylo takes his mask off and Hux feels warm for the first time in a long time and it takes all of his energy to keep his cold scowl on his face, forcing back the memories of hearing Kylo cry out ‘NO!’ when Snoke had given the order for Hux to be exiled, the memories of seeing Kylo reach out for him as Hux is dragged away by guards before being forcefully knocked unconscious and dumped on this frozen wasteland.
It’s too late for apologies, Hux thinks. He’s being punished for Kylo’s mistakes. And Kylo allowed this to happen. Kylo could go anywhere, be anyone, and Hux is in purgatory, existing and not living. It isn’t fair.
But when has life ever been fair, Armitage?
But to Hux, this feeling of having to earn the right to live and survive is familiar to him; he’s done this before under the callous gaze of his father and other imperials who were expecting so much from him, too much.
He’ll always fight, claw at the ground and fight with everything he’s got just so he can call himself Hux and not just Armitage.
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sigalawin:
kill the boy and let the man be born
based on @smol-hux‘s headcanons!! specifically the “Hux was the type of child to try and rescue injured animals” one yes hello and goodbye
sigalawin:
kill the boy and let the man be born
based on @smol-hux‘s headcanons!! specifically the “Hux was the type of child to try and rescue injured animals” one yes hello and goodbye
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freedomconvicted:
General Hux + Darth Vader’s lightsaber
im sure this has been done somewhere but i like the idea of the First Order getting a hold of Vader’s saber.
i imagine the second Hux brings that lightsaber onto the Finalizer, Ren is just hunting it down like a mad dog. he doesn’t exactly know what it is but there’s something that keeps driving him to Hux’s office door and he wants it, he wants it so BADLY. too bad hux refuses to let him in (where the lightsaber is kept safe). after several failed attempts to break into his office, i think at some point hux just makes ren get on his knees and beg to get in his office before he discovers it.
oh ren, you poor bastard you.
freedomconvicted:
General Hux + Darth Vader’s lightsaber
im sure this has been done somewhere but i like the idea of the First Order getting a hold of Vader’s saber.
i imagine the second Hux brings that lightsaber onto the Finalizer, Ren is just hunting it down like a mad dog. he doesn’t exactly know what it is but there’s something that keeps driving him to Hux’s office door and he wants it, he wants it so BADLY. too bad hux refuses to let him in (where the lightsaber is kept safe). after several failed attempts to break into his office, i think at some point hux just makes ren get on his knees and beg to get in his office before he discovers it.
oh ren, you poor bastard you.
habitualfacepalmer: Kylo Ren and Hux in a
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habitualfacepalmer:
Kylo Ren and Hux in a Anakin-and-Padmé-on-Naboo situation, but flipped on its head:
They hide away in the isolated countryside of Hux’s homeworld Arkanis as Anakin and Padmé did on Naboo.
But it’s not to protect Hux from assassination, but rather to keep Ren out of trouble. After some angst-driven tomfoolery in the first act where Leia probably almost brings Ben back, Snoke orders Hux to get Ren out of the way for the second act until he’s ready to put him to use in the third.
Ren thinks he’s on some sort of retreat to recharge after the light-saber duels and explosions of the first act. Hux thinks he’s in Hell.
Because many reasons, but namely because Arkanis is Space England where it does nothing but rain and there’s nothing but nerf pasture for as far as the eye can see, it’s nothing but nerf meat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and Hux is trapped in the same house as his father and Kylo Ren.
There’s no frolicking in a sunny meadow with Kylo trying to ride a nerf, no fruit floated across the dinner table, and there’s absolutely nothing “soft” about it.
Instead, Ren keeps calling Hux a nerf herder, dinner is a sanctified peace zone where Ren and Hux put up a united front of sass against Brendol, and Hux complains to/kind of confides in Ren that he hates the rain. Ren agrees.
The dreary atmosphere actually starts affecting Ren’s mood it seems. He goes from constantly seething to deeply depressed, descending further and further as the second act goes on until he’s not even leaving his bedchamber in the Hux home. Brendol complains to Hux about him screaming in the middle of the night.
Meanwhile, Hux is dealing with his awful father being, well, an awful father. Not to mention the old Imperial officers Brendol keeps company with disparaging him at every turn. And on top of that, his communication with Snoke becomes more confrontational. Snoke clearly doesn’t value Hux as much as he should. Hux clearly is chaffing at the collar he wears with Snoke and Brendol’s leashes attached.
One night, Hux is roused by Ren screaming across the mansion over a violent thunderstorm. Fed up with Kylo giving Brendol ammo to come after him, Hux marches into Ren’s room and shakes him from his nightmare.
Ren expresses vulnerability in his depressed, sleep-derived state. He talks about his mother and his mixed feelings about her tearing him apart as his feelings about Han did, but somehow missing her and fearing what Snoke might ask of him in the third act. Hux feels a pang of sympathy at the same time a thought strikes him. He visibly makes a decision and tells Ren how he was taken away from his mother to be a tool. Just like Ren.
The next morning, Brendol Hux is given a harsh awakening: a lightsaber through the chest. His last sight is his son standing over him with Kylo Ren by his side. They kill all his bodyguards and his old Empire buddies next . They have the bodies burned in an unsightly pile in the middle of a nerf pasture, highly disrespectful in comparison to the burial of Shmi Skywalker, yet a thousand times more satisfying than Anakin’s massacre of the Tusken Raiders.
Snoke calls them back to the field. Hux and Ren seem to go along with Snoke’s plans, giving our protagonists and the Resistance a run for their money, seeming every bit as intent as Snoke on whatever evil objective has been in the works since TFA.
Then Hux shoots Snoke in the face. Everyone in the galaxy is shocked. The climatic third act battle doesn’t really end because either side won; everyone is just so confused that both sides fall back to regroup and absorb this game changing event. Leia glares mistrustfully at a holo-image of Hux for hours afterwards; she does not ship it.
Hux and Ren’s equivalent of the cheesy secret sunset wedding is Hux’s coronation as Emperor on a rare sunny day on Arkanis.
(brb, I’m gonna go write this)
habitualfacepalmer:
Kylo Ren and Hux in a Anakin-and-Padmé-on-Naboo situation, but flipped on its head:
They hide away in the isolated countryside of Hux’s homeworld Arkanis as Anakin and Padmé did on Naboo.
But it’s not to protect Hux from assassination, but rather to keep Ren out of trouble. After some angst-driven tomfoolery in the first act where Leia probably almost brings Ben back, Snoke orders Hux to get Ren out of the way for the second act until he’s ready to put him to use in the third.
Ren thinks he’s on some sort of retreat to recharge after the light-saber duels and explosions of the first act. Hux thinks he’s in Hell.
Because many reasons, but namely because Arkanis is Space England where it does nothing but rain and there’s nothing but nerf pasture for as far as the eye can see, it’s nothing but nerf meat breakfast, lunch, and dinner, and Hux is trapped in the same house as his father and Kylo Ren.
There’s no frolicking in a sunny meadow with Kylo trying to ride a nerf, no fruit floated across the dinner table, and there’s absolutely nothing “soft” about it.
Instead, Ren keeps calling Hux a nerf herder, dinner is a sanctified peace zone where Ren and Hux put up a united front of sass against Brendol, and Hux complains to/kind of confides in Ren that he hates the rain. Ren agrees.
The dreary atmosphere actually starts affecting Ren’s mood it seems. He goes from constantly seething to deeply depressed, descending further and further as the second act goes on until he’s not even leaving his bedchamber in the Hux home. Brendol complains to Hux about him screaming in the middle of the night.
Meanwhile, Hux is dealing with his awful father being, well, an awful father. Not to mention the old Imperial officers Brendol keeps company with disparaging him at every turn. And on top of that, his communication with Snoke becomes more confrontational. Snoke clearly doesn’t value Hux as much as he should. Hux clearly is chaffing at the collar he wears with Snoke and Brendol’s leashes attached.
One night, Hux is roused by Ren screaming across the mansion over a violent thunderstorm. Fed up with Kylo giving Brendol ammo to come after him, Hux marches into Ren’s room and shakes him from his nightmare.
Ren expresses vulnerability in his depressed, sleep-derived state. He talks about his mother and his mixed feelings about her tearing him apart as his feelings about Han did, but somehow missing her and fearing what Snoke might ask of him in the third act. Hux feels a pang of sympathy at the same time a thought strikes him. He visibly makes a decision and tells Ren how he was taken away from his mother to be a tool. Just like Ren.
The next morning, Brendol Hux is given a harsh awakening: a lightsaber through the chest. His last sight is his son standing over him with Kylo Ren by his side. They kill all his bodyguards and his old Empire buddies next . They have the bodies burned in an unsightly pile in the middle of a nerf pasture, highly disrespectful in comparison to the burial of Shmi Skywalker, yet a thousand times more satisfying than Anakin’s massacre of the Tusken Raiders.
Snoke calls them back to the field. Hux and Ren seem to go along with Snoke’s plans, giving our protagonists and the Resistance a run for their money, seeming every bit as intent as Snoke on whatever evil objective has been in the works since TFA.
Then Hux shoots Snoke in the face. Everyone in the galaxy is shocked. The climatic third act battle doesn’t really end because either side won; everyone is just so confused that both sides fall back to regroup and absorb this game changing event. Leia glares mistrustfully at a holo-image of Hux for hours afterwards; she does not ship it.
Hux and Ren’s equivalent of the cheesy secret sunset wedding is Hux’s coronation as Emperor on a rare sunny day on Arkanis.
(brb, I’m gonna go write this)
