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Picnic (1.7k words)

| techiehux

thesevioletdel1ghts:

(In honor of all the lovely Thomas GIFs floating around. They are truly an inspiration. 🍑)

Since EF AU!Thomas’s cottage is located basically in Narnia, I like to imagine that there is a little stretch of land behind the house, with a lush green lawn and magnolia trees, a perfect place to spread out a blanket in the shade and spend a lazy Saturday in the warmth of the afternoon sun
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It really is a nice day, Phillip thinks, but not as nice as being finger-fed pieces of sweet apple tart, then having Thomas’s mouth, still sticky with powdered sugar, wrap around the head of his cock. They have been rolling around on the blanket half-naked for the better part of an hour now, sharing teasing kisses between bites of buttery pastry and taking turns sucking each other off.

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koujaaku:

Hux opened his door, scattering those thoughts as he circled the car to stand beside Ben, peering up at the blinking neon sign proclaiming their destination as Joe’s Breakfast Shack. The lights behind the S had burned out, a dubious portent for the little diner.

Thunder pealed overhead, the wind picking up, flinging pieces of a discarded newspaper off a nearby bench. Hux tucked his hands in his armpits.

“Is this a date, Ben Solo?” he dared to ask, raising an eyebrow with a smile that felt more hopeful on his lips than taunting.

Ben didn’t take his bait, and instead shrugged out of his black letter jacket. He’d draped it around Hux’s narrow shoulders before Hux realized what was happening.

Hux belatedly tried to sidestep away, but Ben didn’t let go of the lapels. “I’m fine,” Hux insisted.

“You’re shivering,” Ben countered, brow furrowed as he met Hux’s eyes. There was something protective about his gaze.

a scene from chapter 4 of @kyluxtrashcompactor’s fic i can see through you (see to the real you)! please go take a read; it’s an amazing story about “bad boy” Hux and good student Ben and how they meet each other halfway and I love it! PS. thanks to all who came to my first official stream and watched me draw💕 [background image]

kylux fic recs #5

| techiehux

huxjedi:

more are tagged: #kylux fic recs

POST TFA/TLJ:

  • when the world comes to gather me in by orangelightsaber, 21k / POST TFA /  After the catastrophic defeat at Starkiller, Kylo decides he wont be returning to complete his training, and that he’s taking Hux with him, whether Hux likes it or not. 
  • whose leash, whose cur by callmelyss, 6k / Ah yes, Ren’s new favorite game. It started about a week after Crait; if he thinks Hux has strayed too far, somewhere he can’t keep an eye on him, he kriffing yanks him closer with the Force.
  • Prelude to the End of the Game by hollycomb, 56k / Kylo has wrath to unleash and a destiny to fulfill. Hux has plans. 
  • Overwork by Vhett, 7k, wip / In the wake of the Supremacy disaster, Hux is using stims to keep himself and the Order running.
  • DĂ©tente by GoblinCity, 21k, wip / After the Battle of Crait, Armitage Hux is confident that Kylo Ren will be the architect of his own demise. Kylo surprises him.
  • In Our Blood by fedaykin, 4k, wip / It hadn’t shown Rey what she wanted, but perhaps the watery pit on Ahch-To would give Kylo his path, his future, his means to success. 
  • Disaster Recovery Plan by GenerallyHuxurious, 8k / Mega Star Destroyer is in worse condition than anyone realised, a fact Hux discovers only just in time to save his own life. 
  • Lying Side by Side in Pieces by ballvvasher, 14k / MPREG FIC / After failing to exterminate the Resistance, the newly appointed Supreme Leader makes it clear he doesn’t care for Hux’s well-being. 

LIGHT SIDE VS. DARK SIDE:

  • Make Me by Ajaxthegreat, 52k / The one where Ben pulls a fast one on Hux and he spends the next year of his life relentlessly hunting Ben down in a blind rage, Ahab-style 
  • Lucid Dreamer by theoneandonlyzoom., 63k / General Hux, it seems, was always destined for greatness. It’s therefore really too bad nobody realizes he’s a spy for the Resistance.
  • The Fall by rosensilence, 15k, wip / When Resistance smuggler Kylo Ren is captured and brought aboard the Finalizer, General Hux gets more than he was expecting.

FORCE-SENSITIVE HUX:

  • Emperor’s Heir by Ellstra, 88k / Now he has to choose between two equally unappealing alternatives: undergoing some ghastly ritual to gain Force sensitivity, or death. 
  • The World Might Do Me In by ZsforSs, 76k / A few weeks after his fifteenth birthday Armitage Hux met his mother for the first time since he was a toddler, defected from the First Order, and found out he was Force sensitive. 

PARALLEL LIVES & UNIVERSES:

  • Iterative Processing by Splintered_Star, 45k / Hux, surrounded by the ruins of the Order, decides to die rather than be captured. Then – he wakes up on Hosnian Prime, hours before its destruction by Starkiller. 
  • Chevrefoil by Vadianna, 102k, wip / Hux wakes up, panicked and alone, after a mission he can’t remember. The wrongness continues as he realizes the mission doesn’t exist, the Finalizer is in the wrong sector of space, the training program is years behind schedule, the Hosnian System is whole and functioning, and no one has heard of Kylo Ren. 

SOME KIND OF MAGIC:

  • The Eldritch Effect by GenerallyHuxurious, 67k / For the last three years Major Donal A. Hux, formerly of the British Army’s Parachute Regiment, and Kylo Ren, estranged son of US Defence Secretary Leia Organa, have been tooling around North America investigating “weirdness”- and they’re plenty weird themselves.
  • Blood on Porcelain by BIFF1, 47k / Deputy Hux thought that by moving to Arkanis he would be on the fast track to becoming sheriff. He had no idea that when he transferred he was about to face his demons in the form of a murdered local boy and Sheriff Snoke’s pet ‘psychic’ Kylo Ren.
  • A Cracked Gift by Hermineuh, 84k / Armitage Hux is a journalist for a scientific magazine. However, when he must attend a presentation on something not scientifically proven, he finds it difficult to keep his sharp tongue in check. 

HISTORICAL & WILDERNESS:

  • Ascesis by hedgerowhag, 40k /  “Then you will travel north with us until our path ends in Uppsala.” There are brief mutters as the ghoulish company whispers around Hux, but he does not listen as an unbidden smile crooks his lips. 
  • Sustenance by theoneandonlyzoom, 27k / Kylo Ren has spent the last five years fighting in the desert, leading the Southern Front for Emperor Snoke’s war against the Resistance. 
  • My Life in Ruins by Gefionne, 30k, wip / Dr. Armitage Hux is the preeminent archaeology professor at Arkanis University, but when he needs to find an ancient artifact, he has to enlist the help of treasure-hunter Kylo Ren.

MODERN AU:

BITTER EXES GETTING BACK TOGETHER:

  • Stars Hung With String by dallystrings, 41k / They might have been stuck at the same wedding for a weekend, but that didn’t require interaction. He had no reason to feel anything but bitterness and resentment towards him. And yet. 
  • Something To Be Thankful For by JinxedAmbitions, 12k, wip / Divorce isn’t easy on either Armie or Ben, but their marriage wasn’t easy either.  However, now that it’s over, neither Armitage nor Ben have the courage to tell their families which has led to the awkward invitation to the Organa-Solo family Thanksgiving. 

DRAMATIC ARTS:

PIRATES:

VAMPIRES:

  • Hemoglobin by CyanideBreathmint, 29k, wip / One night he picks up a young man named Ben, who is not exactly what he seems to be.
  • Take the midnight train by sabrina, 14k / Every vampire slayer knows that Dracula is absurdly and irresponsibly romanticized, which should make Dracula-obsessed vampire Kylo Ren totally uninteresting to Armitage Hux. If only this were the case. 
  • Of Our Time by Ezlebe, 15k / “I could care less. I was made this way before there were movies – before fucking Stroker. Call me a demon if it makes you feel better.”   

ASSORTED AU’S:

  • Only I Will Remain by fedaykin, 4k, wip / DUNE AU / Destinies entwined, they realize that there is only one truth in the universe – the Spice must flow.
  • Fixer Upper by IrisParry, 10k, wip / HAUNTED HOUSE AU / When Armitage Hux starts with First Order estate agents, he thinks the house on Alderaan Drive is an insult, a patronising set of training wheels for the new boy. He is 
 not correct. 
  • Odds of Survival by Marzarelo, 67k, wip / ZOMBIE AU / Now they’re stuck with each other, trying to survive together, despite the fact that they have hated one another since the day they met.
  • Stars In Our Wake by griesly, 70k / BOOKSTORE AU / As the owner of Flagship Books, Hux has his life perfectly in order until professional disappointment Kylo Ren barges into his shop and unfortunately, his life.
  • The Master Bakers by EverlivingGhosts, 53k / BAKE OFF AU / Tantrums, betrayals and delicious pastries; this year on the Bake Off is going to prove very interesting to say the least. 

RECOVERY FICS (heed the warnings and tags):

BONUS EXCELLENT SMUT FICS:

BONUS LOVELY ‘KYLUX ADJACENT’ FIC:

| techiehux

eliza-rosies:

Poe marches forward just as Hux stumbles and all the fighting stops.

 The pilot presses against the General’s side, trying to still him for a moment, all while murmuring under his nose. “Red,” he says once and when Hux reacts with a scowl and even more twitching, he starts using more intimate nicknames. “Love,” he says all while ignoring Hux’s attempts to push him aside and gets a hold of General’s slim wrist, keeping his grip strong but being careful not to hurt the ginger.

 “What have you done to me?” Hux mumbles. His face is ghostly pale and shadows are dancing on his cheeks. He blindly reaches for Poe.

 “I drugged you,” admits Poe carelessly. “I knew you would be difficult about it.” He reaches into Hux’s sleeve and takes out a small dagger, then presses a quick kiss again Hux’s forehead. “I’ll keep this for a little while. I don’t want you to hurt yourself.”

I wanted to try something new :3

Quintessence

| techiehux

ao3feed–kylux:

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2K2Tuow

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“WHAT ARE YOU DOING IN MY CASTLE,” a strangely mechanical voice boomed from the darkness beside Hux. Hux startled but quickly covered for the movement, turning toward the source of the noise.

“You have my father held prisoner,” Hux said, tipping his chin up insolently to hide his fear.

A towering humanoid figure lurched forward. Its footsteps were heavy and almost clumsy; its thick, tattered robes swayed with the motion of its body. It wore a dull black mask with silver detail around the eyes and a broad vocabulator over the nose and mouth, the whole mess barely visible beneath a hood that cast it into deep shadow.

“This pathetic creature is your father,” the mechanical voice seemed to state rather than ask. Hux supposed inflection didn’t go over so well through the type of modulator the mask included, or perhaps whatever species this creature was didn’t understand tone. “And you’re here to bargain for his release.”

“Not at all,” Hux said. “I’m here to make sure he’s dead.”

It’s a Beauty and the Beast AU, of sorts.

Words: 20603, Chapters: 4/4, Language: English

read it on the AO3 at https://ift.tt/2K2Tuow

Not the side effects of the cocaine

| techiehux

kyluxcantina:

Rubbing his nose with the back of his hand, he admits that he should cut back. Ideally, of course, he ought to quit entirely. But he’s too much of a realist to imagine that’ll be happening any time soon.

But he does resolve to take the day off tomorrow. It’s a Sunday, after all, and nothing will need to be accomplished. No conversations, no tidying, no errands. He can afford to be tired and lazy for an entire twenty four hour span every once in a while.

As for now, though, he’s far from turning in for the night. It’s 11:15 and he already has two lines under his belt—plus most of a gram in the inner front pocket of his slim jeans. Bed is a long way off.

His phone buzzes.

KR: u coming out to ww 2nite?
AH: It’s spelled ‘tonight’, but yes.
KR: k already there c u soon I hope

Hux’s pulse surges in what he tells himself is a delayed effect of the coke. It isn’t. Kylo does this to him, but he still hasn’t found a satisfactory explanation for it.

Because Kylo isn’t his type. He’s too tall to lean down and kiss, too muscular to shove against a wall. His ears and hands are too big not to lend him an awkward look. His dick requires too much effort to take without pain. His texting is atrocious. He doesn’t even have a decent job—he’s a fucking painter, for Christ’s sake.

But still.

Hux has no idea what they’re doing. It isn’t dating. It isn’t just hooking up. He’d call them friends with benefits, except he isn’t sure whether they’re friends—and he certainly feels too old for such an arrangement. He’s thirty; he should have more figured out by now.

Admittedly his career has gotten in the way. Although corporate law isn’t exactly a calling for him, he is quite adept at it and doesn’t half-ass anything. Luckily he’s never required more than four hours of sleep per night, because the firm demands more of his time than is reasonable or healthy. And good thing Hux doesn’t demand reason or health in his own life, either.

The blow had started in undergrad, just a weekend thing for the parties he’d never felt comfortable at when sober or even drunk. Then the hobby blossomed into a habit during law school, when his studies turned from pleasantly challenging to an all-out assault on his waking life. Plus he’d had to clerk throughout the semesters to pay for room and board, because unlike many of his classmates at Harvard Law he wasn’t a trust-fund baby.

He could have been. Ought to have been. Lord knows his father had the money. But financial security was for legitimate children, not offspring of a celebrated criminal defence attorney and his barely-legal paralegal. He sighs, pushing back thoughts of the privilege he nearly had. Which is easier at the moment because cocaine flips a switch in his brain from miserably bitter to a shade above socially competent. It’s done wonders for his career. Personally, of course, it’s made things difficult on more than one occasion.

For example, it’s let him put up with Kylo Ren far longer than he otherwise would have done. He throws his coat on, checks his pocket once again to ensure the blow is still there (it is), and heads out to the bar.

Five hours later, Hux is regaining his breath in Kylo’s bed. It’s tucked away behind a privacy screen in the studio apartment, a space crowded with half-finished canvasses, binders of reference photos (unnecessary in the internet age, but Hux appreciates Kylo’s analogue style), and a tiny cat that manages to be everywhere you don’t want her to be. Still. It’s oddly comfortable here.

Hux turns over onto his side to survey Kylo’s face. The younger man’s hair is disheveled, covering one eye fully and criss-crossing his nose in a way that must tickle unbearably. Kylo doesn’t seem to mind. His gaze is sleepy and a slow smile plays across his lips.

Fuck, you’re perfect, he thinks without meaning to.

Then the panic sets in. He sits bolt upright, causing Kylo to stir from his post-coital laziness.

“What is it?”

Hux shakes his head, covers his mouth with one cupped hand as though fighting off a wave of nausea. But it’s something much worse.

It’s love.

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darthkylorevan:

no air in my lungs-g, 6k, kylux

“Ben only knew the man’s name from the mailboxes, that name printed neatly under the number. He was about 85% sure it was his last name, but he knew next to nothing about the man, otherwise.Except for the fact that he was utterly gorgeous and always, always on his phone.”

you mean to say i actually finally wrote some kylux?? here have a fluffy elevator au where the boys are idiotsÂ