
kylux fantasy au
once I built an entire star destroyer out of garbage

*uses the force to romantically drape coat over sleeping general because somebody can’t seem to schedule in an appropriate bedtime*

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-Under the Ruins of a Walled City, chapter 2, by Hollycomb.I’m okay with sad!! This is gorgeous– I love the way you used the light, which is so important to the whole atmosphere of his room here, and to this part of the story in general, and I’m so glad you drew this scene. His longing and regret are palpable and lovely and sad, but I think there’s also some real hope here, because he’s reaching into that light ;___; Thank you so much for drawing this! You don’t know how excited I get when I get an inkling that you’re working on something from my fic :3
“… because Hux is still in his arms. Not a ghost. Overly warm and
twitching through more bad dreams. Hiding against Kylo’s chest, having
rolled over to clutch at him. Hux wakes slightly when Kylo runs his
fingers through his hair, but not enough to really know where he is or
what’s going on. Hux activates his conscious mind only to check that
Kylo is with him. That Kylo is the one disordering his hair, keeping him
warm”

“In previous films, you had very fast, flashy jumpy fights scenes where it’s like a ballet. There had been a lot of flynning, which is where the duelists do a lot of fancy movements to make sure they’re constantly hitting each other’s weapons. When you draw the fights out like that, the weapons feel less and less dangerous. Kylo uses his saber more like a large broadsword–with weight behind it.
Kylo Ren’s strikes feel dangerous and crushing.