I went and looked through my bookmarks to find a few that I really really loved, that work for people if they haven’t read a lot of kyluxand want some recs of older stuff.
having a rough time so here’s a prompt fill for @kyluxsoftkinks:
Insistently seeking physical contact for comfort. Like, grabbing the other’s hand, curling up in their lap, just trying to be close to the other in any way. Doesn’t have to be canon universe, bonus points if Hux is clingy too 🙂
[rated mature]
no one would ever consider hux an affectionate individual. he scowls more than he smiles. the only person he ever hugs is his mother. he carries with him an invisible, wide berth of personal space that most people pick up on and accommodate.
most people. but not his new roommate. whom he found on craigslist.
He dreamt, sometimes. More often than not the dreams were merely banal fragments of a working day, laced with some incongruous detail — an incorrect rendering of the ship, a conversation including officers he knew very well to be dead.
On rarer occasions he would dream of something from his past. Schooldays. A cadet research project, in jeopardy. Waiting in his father’s office — all that dark wood, and the stale smell of the old woolen rug, and the dread. It wasn’t real, and he preferred the times when he realised that.
***
He was dreaming again. This time, he was on the Finalizer, where he belonged. Trying to get from one part of the ship to another in time for an important meeting.
Ren stepped out from a side corridor, and almost startled him.
“General,” he said. “You’ll get there quicker if you go this way.”
“What? Don’t be ridiculous, Ren, I know where I’m going.”
“No you don’t. Come with me.”
“I don’t have time for this nonsense. Leave me alone.” And Hux marched off.
But Ren kept catching him up, and teasing him. “You shouldn’t ignore me,” he was saying. All in all, it was extremely annoying, and Hux was glad to wake. As if it wasn’t enough to be obstructed and tormented by Kylo Ren in his waking hours, he had to put up with his awfulness in his sleep, too.
Hux has come to the United States to study concert piano under one of the top instructors in the country, leaving his friends and native England behind. In his new school, he encounters Ben Solo, who lost his hearing as a child. For Hux, living without music seems unbearable, but Ben shows him that there’s goodness, too, in silence.
dispatches from the dumpster 