Lunch break. White collars scatter past the shade of the high rise umbra; stop at eateries for overpriced sandwiches. Hux has packed lunch, and chooses the local park squander his hour. It is mostly empty, other than a few parents tending to very small children in swings, and a black swathed twenty-something intently sketching the spring flowers. His strokes are quick and clever; every leaf and petal recorded with care.
Interesting. The man’s ink strands hang unbound, partially veiling a splash of dark moles. He is handsome in the best way, the businessman thinks: the kind of beauty that is up for debate. Long digits flex and linger over a zinnia, then flip a page. No doubt skillful hands. Hux takes care not to let his eyes linger too long. Staring is rude.
A toddler breaks the relative peace by sobbing over his skidded knee. The handsome stranger folds his small black sketchbook and pockets it, heading towards the gate. Hux questions himself for a split second before packing the remains of his lunch and following.
He has not gone far; only enough to light a cigarette within safe distance from younger lungs. Hux has a light in his bag, but elects to ignore it when he takes out his menthols.
“Left my lighter in the office,” he lies, feeling foolish.
The man examines him with a look not unlike one he gave to the flowers. Hux feels flattered almost, and leans in to the little flame in his palm. He receives a nod when he breathes in; smells the smoke, smells the cheap cologne on the artist’s jacket.
It is more intimate than it has any right to be.
“Sorry, I peeked at your work. It’s good.”
“Oh.” Seems to have taken him by surprise. “Uh, thanks.”
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.
Kylo and Hux’s first kiss: what was it like? Tell me.
Their first kiss has been a long time coming.
Brief moments where it seemed inevitable – arguments that escalated between them, those awkward times where they found something in common, when they shared a victory, when they lamented a defeat – but, somehow, it never happened.
Then Starkiller Base is destroyed, and Hux rescues Ren, and suddenly there’s no denying that smoldering something that exists between them – so Hux leans down, tracing Kylo’s scar, not even intending to do that much. And Kylo reaches up, holding his hand briefly, and then they BOTH lean forward and close the distance.
And, strangely enough, the first kiss is awkward as heck. Just a brief press of lips. Until, OMG, they realize what happened and act on it again. And again. And their first kiss turns into their first make-out session.
They end up in a tangle on the trembling ground, all soft lips and searching tongues, every touch a question answered.
And yet despite the raw aching *newness* of it all, there exists a certain familiarity between them: they have already kissed each other in dreams, in the ragged ends of sleep-visions long forgotten.
A planet dies; two men bleed.
One sheds the blood of his body; the other, the ichor of his pride. Neither is intact, and perhaps neither will be so ever again.
But at that moment in time – that perfect moment when each one realizes that he loves the other like a fire, a maelstrom, like a helpless rage – their brokenness will cease to matter, and there will be only wholeness as they lace themselves together in the new-fallen snow.
“the kylux modern au soundtrack, with good taste” (imagine hux introducing kylo to 80s goth and synthpop but also an inexplicable fixation with spacey synthwave and electro)
1. Shake the Disease – Depeche Mode // 2. Munich – Editors // 3. Hand in Glove – The Smiths // 4. Blue Monday – New Order // 5. L.A. Song – Fischerspooner // 6. Space Age Love Song – Flock of Seagulls // 7. Love My Way – The Psychedelic Furs // 8. Disorder – Joy Division // 9. Lovesong – The Cure // 10. All I Need – AIR // 11. Enola Gay – Orchestral Manoeuvres in the Dark // 12. Just Like Honey – The Jesus and Mary Chain // 13. I Wanna Be Adored – The Stone Roses
These two individuals both think they’re participating in the show Undercover Boss as “Matt, Radar Technician” and “David, Payroll Specialist”…
…But what they don’t know is that their co-workers have instead nominated them for Undercover Love, where we play cupid to connect colleagues through false identities so they can get out of their own way and find happiness together!
Today’s participants have been nominated by a co-worker who prefers to remain anonymous, but said she “Really can’t take any more of their nonsense” because “’Matt’ will never be able to get a date on his own and ‘David’ is so sexually frustrated he’s scaring the troops.”
Let’s watch what happens when these two are introduced…
dispatches from the dumpster 