I love the “Hux has a cat” fanon because like…it’s not even a very Star Wars-y cat and we just sort of take it for granted like, there have to be cats in star wars even though it’s literally a galaxy far far away and we just give him an orange tabby. Like you know people are going to have conversations like, “Hux is off doing a top-secret mission to Corellia. Make sure his cat is fed.”
“His…lothcat?”
“No it’s just a cat.”
“A what?”
“Well it’s like a miniature nexu but calmer and less bitey.”
“You mean a pitten? I thought most of them died with Alderaan.”
“No it’s a cat. It’s like a cantrosian but smaller and not sentient.”
“Creepy…”
And you know eventually someone who’s visiting a First Order star destroyer is going to see Millicent skulking around and just point and go, “What the fuck is that?”
Ben Solo is the son of Leia Organa, who caused a scandal in her time by wedding Han Solo, a man of much lower birth, poor nobility with a scandalous reputation. He resents that.
Hux is the son of Lord Hux, who was once a high ranking officer in the Queen’s army. An almost caricature of a proper gentleman, only much less charming. He is cordial at parties, but nothing more and seems to just look down on every one.
Ben Solo often goes roaming the less reputable areas of London, getting into fights and rumor says even killed a man once. He calls himself Kylo Ren in those times, which only fools those who have never seen Ben Solo before.
Hux too goes to those seedy places, because he is gay AF and there are only so many places he can go to have the sex he really wants without getting caught. He once had a night of intense, violent sex with a low life named Kylo Ren. It was really good. He is not going to stoop so low as to go looking for him again.
Except Hux and Ben Solo meet at a social gathering, and oh.
They pull each other to the side, fight, snap at each other and agree “I won’t tell if you don’t.”
Hate sex.
Keep meeting, keep fighting in a very aggressively polite way. The word goes around that they hate each other, which surprises no one. So when they come back together with their outfits ruffled and hair unkempt, everyone thinks they just fought.
It all ends in an affair between, hate sex that turns not so hateful, and slow despair that the illicit rendez vous are all they will be able to have.
The Emperor knew that the Knight was cheating, but saying so would be admitting that it was working.
A.k.a. Kylo and Hux are training and Kylo is playing dirty by distracting his opponent. It’s not working. Hux is all like “Stop showing off and get back into position why am I putting up with this I don’t need to learn how to use a lightsaber what kind of sick fantasy of yours is this can I go back to my work please.”
I have about 897757 headcanons crammed into this one picture. My favorite is about the sword but I’m too tired to write about it right now. I’ll try to make a post about them tomorrow along with the messages you sent me when I asked for ideas. That stupid painting took me 2 days and I don’t even like it. I was about to scrape the whole thing 3 times.
dispatches from the dumpster 