I’m not saying Armitage Hux is a good person but at least he had the decency of hiding his fuckin’ weapon when the person he was trying to murder in his sleep opened his eyes.
there’s a movie called Dredd in which Donut Gleecam plays Clan Techie, a soft spoken hacker and slave
and so…
somehow???
we made it into a major side ship where Techie is Hux’s twin brother and there’s fics and beautiful art and JUST SO MANY REFERENCES i don’t even know, babe. we call it Techienician.
most the time Matt is an actual person who is obsessed with Ren and not Kylo himself, but sometimes he’s Kylo in disguise. Sometimes Techie is Hux in disguise and they fall in love without realizing who is who. I even wrote one. mine’s dark af, but most matt/techie is sweet and light and fluffy kind of a counterweight to the evil of kylux.
the end.
We need a written guide for new people in the fandom.
I don`t know what is going on there) It was a request from my friend, who gave me a very inspiring photo ref of embroidered red robe with peacock feathers and said, that she wanted to see Hux in it. The sketch took me 20 minutes or so, and it was done. And I still don`t know what is the story behind it, why Hux is dressed like that. I leave it to your imagination)))
@epiccuppycakes commissioned a Kylux modern AU with a holiday party disaster. I hope this satisfies!
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Title: Sleigh Me
Rating: NSFW
Pairing: Kylux
Word count: 5605
Summary: Kylo’s costume at the office Christmas do is one hell of a holiday surprise. Hux has no choice but to pin him up against the nearest surface and plow him.
Warnings: anal sex, oral sex, rimming, felching, semi-public sex, alcohol, modern AU, bickering, mild BDSM themes, piercings, holiday festivities, bad standards and practices for museum staff.
Disclaimer: This is totally not how security works at a museum holiday party.
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He couldn’t believe it. There was actually mistletoe hanging in a corner by the bar, and if that wasn’t completely inappropriate for an interdepartmental holiday do, Hux didn’t know what was. If he saw any of his colleagues snogging he thought he might be sick. It was bad enough that there was a photo booth, and unlimited drinks so long as they stuck to cheap liquor. At least people had been fairly conservative with their costumes. No “Naughty Mrs. Claus” outfits this year. Hux had arrived with his requisite Christmas jumper, and left it at that, but some of his colleagues wore antlered headbands, or hats with elf ears. The Education team seemed to have gone all-out, crafty bunch that they were, all decked out in shiny dresses with giant ribbons on the back like they’d all been gift wrapped. His department was noticeably less festive, probably too tired from a long week of uninstalling the Remembrance Day displays to bother with anything more elaborate than santa hats.
dispatches from the dumpster 