from the landscape: a sense of scale – brawlite

brawlite:

brawlite:

the Romantic boarding school au is finally finished.  

i’m not even sure how to describe this endeavor, other than: it’s in two parts. the first part is grim and melancholy. the second part is far more vibrant and promising. i feel like i owe a full apology to tennyson, after this. 

“Your bones are so small.” Ren wraps his fingers around Hux’s wrist. His hands are warm, overwhelmingly so. “Like a bird’s.” He doesn’t let go.

The garden at the school is small, but overflowing with flowers. Hux often wonders how they bloom so frequently. An overuse of fertilizer and an abundance of care from the groundskeeper, most likely. It smells like boxwoods, like mint, and always like the ocean. He can’t breathe without filling his lungs with the Atlantic.

Ren always seems to find him in the garden. The company is neither welcome nor unwelcome. He’s always there, like a shadow, though Hux never explicitly extends an invitation.

“I’m as tall as you,” Hux argues now. As if height and mass are at all corresponding. Ren could crush him, could probably break Hux’s wrist simply by squeezing hard enough and willing it so.

It’s thrilling.

morning rebagel for the daytime crowd!

from the landscape: a sense of scale – brawlite

redcole:

High Class Escort AU:

  • Hux has always been out, and he had never hid it
  • When he goes to functions he always brought his ex, after the breakup he no longer has anyone to go with
  • Not wanting to go alone and not only be the only one without a date but also the only openly gay man at the function he gives in and calls the number that his seedy business partner Snoke gave him
  • The women on the line asks for what he wants and he says tall, because he wants them to look good together
  • She offers to send him pictures of a few he says no need, just handsome, tall, and knows how to handle himself in high society
  • She says they have one who fits that, and offers a picture, instead he just says to fly him out to where the dinner is and they can meet at his hotel
  • There is a pause and the women lets him know this one does not do sexual favours
  • Hux is now embarrassed and a little angry, he never planned o sleeping with him, but says fine without arguing the fact with the women
  • Kylo Ren shows up at his hotel later in the day. He claims he is ready for the weekend, but he looks like a total slob. Has a ton of bags
  • Hux already thinks this was a huge mistake
  • Kylo puts down his bags and take his suit-carrier to the bathroom half a hour later Hux is taking that back
  • Kylo comes out looking amazing, Hux has never seen anyone fill out a suit so well and even his messy bun has disappeared and is replaced with perfectly coiffed hair
  • His mouth is dry as he takes Kylo’s arm and he knows he is going to spend all weekend trying to get the escort to like him

horatiosroom:

a scene from a later part of the story. there’s more to come!! art by me & text by @sailershanty

For Every Word, a Toad Falls Out

It had been a rough couple of weeks for Kylo. He was tired, his feet were tired, his heart was tired, and just looking at Hux’s idea of bedroom decor was exhausting him. He glanced around at the glass display frames of pinned and preserved things, and thought of a mortician’s reimagining of dried flowers. The bed beneath him squeaked quietly when he sat down using all the care of an elephant.

“Why… Why are you so obsessed with death?” He didn’t look up from his lap as he asked the question, mind wrapped in a dark swath of something blank and painful.

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