Author: techiehux

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paper-wings-burn:

Oh! Hello, Millie,” said the man at the table. “Are you here to help me with my research?”

His voice was low and soft, his accent much less clipped than that of
his brother, almost musical in Matt’s ears. He watched as the cat
jumped up, purrs rumbling through the still air of the room as her ears
were scratched. She turned in a circle on the table before settling
down, curling into a loaf-like ball on the open pages of the book.

“Ah! The lesser known butt-reading technique! Truly you are a lady of
much skill.” The man giggled to himself, hair slipping from one
shoulder to reveal the line of his neck, inked in a swirling tattoo
surrounded by deep purple flowers. He stood, reaching out to move the
cat before seeming to reconsider. “I suppose you’re right. I do
need a break.”

A Life In Shadow by the wonderful @moonwalkingcrab

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He swallowed hard, head spinning. What more could he do but comply? Techie slid in another one of his deft fingers, making good use of the callouses at the tips while he relentless stroked that sensitive bundle of nerves. “You’re d-driving me crazy,” Techie gasps. “Ah- I c-can’t… mmm! Inside, please-!” 

The thought of penetrating Kylo made his cock jerk, precum sliding off the tip. Techie rarely slept with somebody he wasn’t in love with, and Kylo wasn’t the exception to the rule. He’d fallen; truly, madly, deeply. That’s why this was so special: the two of them breathing hard in the low-light, skin-to-skin, lost in pleasure. Everything together.

“’M going to p-push in,” Techie warns between heated kisses onto Kylo’s back.

RP Askbox Memes: The Darker Aspects of Life.

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aetherochemistry:

(TW! Some of these detail sensitive situations and darker themes!

🚬 – What are some of your muses’s vices? have they tried to quit, or are they content with these habits?

🚭

– Do they approve of immoral behavior, or are they more of a straightedge?

💉 – Specifically, are they addicted to any substances or immoral behavior patterns? (Bonus points if you outline why!)

🔒 – Is your muse secretive? If so, why?

❌- Something terrible that my muse has done, but frequently denies in the face of others (or themselves)

✂ – Their thoughts on revenge.

🔥 – If applicable, do they lean more toward sadism or masochism?

👊 – Have they ever gotten into a fist fight before? (Bonus points if you mention what caused the fight and how it turned out!)

🌊 – Have they ever come close to drowning (Or have they caused someone else to drown?)

🌈 – Are they the type to put on a face and act like things are hunky dory when in reality they aren’t?

🐍 – Would they ever keep a dangerous animal around?

💀 – Have they ever killed before? (Bonus points if you mention why!)

💰 – Have they ever stolen before? If so, what did they steal and why?

👀 – Had your muse ever witnessed a crime and looked the other way? (Bonus points for specifics!)

💣- Do they have an affinity for large and/or dangerous weapons?

✨ – (If applicable) Would they prefer using “good” or beneficial magic, or would they be liable to prefer malignant and evil magic instead?

🔫 – Discuss a murder or crime your muse has committed.

🎭 – Do they have a conscience, or are they cold-blooded?

😉 – Do they have any qualms with manipulating others to get what they want?

👄 – Are they attracted to immoral behavior? If so, what specifically are they drawn to?

📢 – Would they be more likely to report a crime to the authorities, or be more inclined to look the other way?

🗽 – Do they support government institutions, or do they favor anarchy instead?

💄 – Would they seduce another person in order to manipulate them?

🏆 – Are they type to take credit for someone else’s achievements?

⚡ – In their eyes, do the ends justify the means?

👿 – Are they petty?

💲 – Would they ever kill or commit crimes for money?

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askarmitagehux:

techiehux:

“Oh, uh. It’s my sh-shift! I have to be on t-time,” Techie explains as he hops into his technician overalls, slipping them on right over his casual clothes. Usually he’d try and take a sonic first, but any longer and his supervisor will yell at him. 

“I know you w-want to help me, but… People will notice, right? If I get, er, special t-treatment.” Now he’s frantically smoothing down his hair and tying it back with a blue hairband.

“I suppose they might,” he sighed. “But it’s just… I don’t know, whenever you have to go, I feel like there is something wrong. Will you stop by after work? I would love to perhaps share a glass of some sort of liquor?”

“Sure!” Techie grins. He won’t tell Armitage just yet that he doesn’t drink. That’s sure to be a heavy conversation. “I’ll comm you wh-when I get done,” he says, picking up his toolbelt and giving Hux a sideways, one-armed hug. There’s real affection in his eyes.

“Are you afraid of me?” – NSFW Sex Slave Starters

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smallbeanfromspace:

techiehux:

smallbeanfromspace:

Mitaka whimpers softly and looks up at the man. He didn’t look very frightening compared to his last master. He was afraid of most people after him though. Mitaka nods quickly and closes his eyes tightly, expecting to get hit.

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His first thought was: “It matches my eyes,” and Techie’s face turned cherry-red. “You l-look so good,” he whispered into Dopheld’s ear, pressing a shy kiss to his jaw before pulling away. Techie paid for the collar as well and was given leashes for the omegas he’d purchased.

He felt sick to his stomach parading around with human beings on display as though they were nothing but possessions. Still, as soon as they were out of sight, Techie would give them supplies and help them start new lives as free people!

As they ducked into an alleyway far from the corrupt vendor’s market, Techie gave Dopheld’s hand a comforting squeeze.

Mitaka offers him a reassuring smile and thumbs lightly at his new collar, humming contently as he allows Techie to lead him. He glances at the slaves curiously and loops his arm around Techie and nuzzles his neck to breathe in his scent. “Love you..” He murmurs quietly.

The other omegas are watching; Techie grows bashful. “Not n-now,” he whispers to Dopheld, glancing back at them as well. They must be terrified and unsure of what to expect… Techie wants to keep this as easy as possible, for everyone’s sake.

He pulls away from Dopheld and reaches into his pack to produce two bags of supplies. “You d-don’t have to be afraid,” he reassures them, smiling. The woman’s gaze sharpens. The muscular omega looks frightened anyway.

Reaching out to hand them the supplies, Techie says, “In here are clothes f-for each of you. Get dressed quickly and take off your collars. You’ve been f-freed.”

Techie nods to Dopheld, encouraging him to give these newly-freed slaves a few parting words.

“ hey techie what to join for lunch?” -@ask-Matttheradartechnician-

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ask-matttheradartechnician:

techiehux:

Techie looked up from his desk, startled at first. When he saw it was Matt, the tension drained from his shoulders. He was the only other person who had the pass-code to his quarters, so Techie shouldn’t have been scared (but old habits die hard.) “S-Sure!” He gently put down the copper figure he’d been working on and stood up from the chair, straightening out his back with a pop.

Matt laughed watched the man jump at his words. The man really did seem to frighten all too easily, he should have known better than to pop in on him like this. He looked down at the wires that had been placed on the desk.

“ working on anything interesting?” He asked as they left the mans quarters.

Techie walked with him side by side through the corridors, their arms brushing. “Interesting? W-Well, I was making a wire friend for myself. Any loose w-wires I find and twist em up. You can m-make really cool stuff like that! One time I made a, uh, mini-me.”

Techie half expects Matt to only pretend to be listening, or not to care about what he’s saying. No, he reminds himself firmly. Matt is my friend. My only friend. He’s not like that.

Techie’s hand twitches. He wishes Matt wasn’t only his friend…

Deeper, Darker [closed]

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Relieved that the comment about the town hadn’t been anything alarming, Techie smiles to himself. It’s a tiny but sincere upward twitch of his lips. “That s-sounds really nice! I’d k-kill for Seth to keep me s-safe, too. Oh! N-Not literally, of course…” 

He thinks briefly of his own crime-infested city and shudders. Techie would love to have a Seth of his own indeed. That might even keep him alive past 35! “Does he really h-have, um, superp-p-powers?” Techie asked, sounding young and awestruck. He hoped he did!

Techie politely waved off her concern. He’d been doing this for years now, paid or not. “I can sh-show you in a minute! As for help… um… m-maybe bring me a wet cl-cloth for the dust? P-Please?”