THANKS FOR THIS ANON! I need to get my Kylux fic brain back online. I have so many ideas I wanna work on!
Ummmm. Okay so.
A young Kylo (maybe twenty years old or so) is a pro outdoorsman. He works as some kinda tour guide for hikers/mountain climbers/spelunkers, and he generally loves his job, but occasionally he gets stuck with really obnoxious families who make him wanna punch rocks.
Hux is a university student (eighteen or so) who HATES being outside and is dragged on a very ill advised vacation with his family, whom he hates as a general rule. He is Kylo’s worst nightmare– bratty, obnoxious, constantly complains, and is probably smarter than anyone Kylo has ever met and knows exactly how to make his acerbic wit hurt.
After a fight with his dad, Hux storms off somewhere on the mountain and gets separated from the main group, Kylo not far behind. By the time Kylo catches up to him, it’s getting dark, and Hux has wandered into a pretty treacherous part of the trail. He wants to go back, but Kylo insists they need to stay where they are until the sun comes back up, and that protocol says the rest of the group will do the same.
Problem is, Kylo has his pack with him, complete with provisions and single man tent/sleeping bag, and Hux left his behind.
Kylo offers his comforts to Hux since Hux is a spoiled rich kid and would probably bruise if he had to sleep in the dirt– Hux agrees, but somewhere over the course of the evening when Kylo is teaching Hux how to build a fire and bitching about his own parents, Hux realizes he doesn’t mind the cute guide his parents had hired after all. It’s not terribly cold, but it does start to rain a little, so they unzip the sleeping bag and both lay on it, but under the tent. Tent is close quarters, but Hux is skinny, so they make it work. Not long after Kylo falls asleep, the inch or so of space between them that Hux has been maintaining evaporates and Hux spends the entire night fantasizing about loosing his virginity on a mountain side with a stranger and he is a little mortified by how appealing he finds the idea.
Kylo wakes up the next day and casually apologizes for being a sleep snuggler, apparently oblivious to how embarrassed Hux is, and they both go off to find the main group.
Hux spends the rest of the trip berating himself for not making a move, and trying to impress Kylo with his completely non-existent outdoor skillz.
Kylo pretends not to notice, but he totally does and he is totally stunned to realize how cute the snotty spoiled brat actually is. He spends the rest of the trip telling himself he’ll probably lose his job if he fucks a very rich client’s son, and also trying to convince himself that Hux is too young for him even though he knows they’re only a year or two apart.
They one hundred percent hook up at the end, but honestly, at this point, I kinda love this idea and I might have to write it WHAT DO YOU GUYS THINK???
Kylo’s favourite bar to visit is Starkiller, not for the atmosphere but for the red-headed businessman named Hux he meets there. For a year they’ve flirted their way from being strangers to odd friends and Kylo knows the sexual tension is two-sided . Kylo wants to give in to their shared desires but he’s scared; what if he’s good for nothing more than a casual fuck and Hux moves on once he finally gets what he wants?
I wrote a short drabble based off both this particular artwork, and the overall ah-mazing headcanons and art I’ve seen of @jeusus‘ lovely Viking AU, with permission. I was inspired by pretty much everything I read.
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Ren, of course, couldn’t help but make a dramatic entrance, and Hux fell for it like it was the first time. His cigarette was already lit as he stepped on the balcony, like he couldn’t care less whether fire alarms were triggered in his wake, his hair in a partial French braid, and his shiny leather gloves looked obscene. Hux almost choked on the smoke of his cigarette. Rey was standing a few feet away from him, so that anybody watching would think it was an accident that they all flocked here for nicotine. As far as Hux could tell, only the surrounding skyscrapers bore witness.
“Hey guys,” Ren greeted them, pulling Hux in a half-hug and nuzzling his sideburns. He was in high spirits, but Hux could tell he was overplaying it—the twitch of his mouth betrayed him. Hux pressed a kiss to his ear to placate him. Ren hummed it response.
Ren and Hux set their master plan in motion, and find an ally-slash-advisory in Rey, who’s not convinced she can trust her cousin. Desperate measures are taken.
Haaa I thought this would be an easy, frothy fic to write. FOUR MONTHS LATER ??!!??!?! here’s this. I think I like it. I got emotional during parts of it? The good news is that I needed a break and it feels good to post fic again, am glad to have seen this one through to conclusion. I hope those who’ve enjoyed the verse so far will like it!! Many thanks to all who encouraged me with this one, it made all the difference while I tried to figure out just what the heck it was. ❤
At last, I can post this beautiful commission of archaeologist Hux and treasure-hunter Kylo that @elviscl did for me months and months ago. I was waiting to update My Life in Ruins with this scene, which I have now done! Thank you for the beautiful art!
Inside, the room was dimmer and small. A few ruined columns lay around the floor, but immediately his eyes tracked to the center, where there was a glint of gold in the scant light. He shone his torch upon it and there—by God, there—was a little cat made of pure gold, with emerald eyes, and claws of precious gems: the Image of Shunra. – My Life in Ruins, Chapter Four
Hux didn’t book one of those kinky couple’s chairs. The thick armrest of the run-of-the-mill seat blocked Ben’s feeble attempts to make their thighs brush as Hux fumbled with his satchel. The room was quite packed as well, and the previews started playing without Hux saying anything. However, he did manage to produce a small tupperware filled with nuts and another one with takeout from Wasabi—soup, by the looks of it. Hux got a pair of disposable chopsticks, and tried to look like a person who was not slurping ramen at the cinema.
dispatches from the dumpster 