Welcome back to another great week at the Kylux Cantina—here’s everything you need to know before we begin!
In a few minutes, the scheduled queue will begin posting all of your lovely prompts responding to the theme of “Danger.”
We encourage you to reblog the prompt post with your response, post a new post on your own blog (remember to tag us so we can find it!), or submit your response to the cantina—this can be done as a separate blog post, a link to a post on your own blog, or as a link to AO3 or another hosting site.
The prompt posts will be spread 20 minutes apart today, so if you really want to try to challenge yourself, you can try to get your drabble or art done before the next prompt goes up!
This is by no means required, though. We encourage you to respond to the prompts at your leisure. No word minimum, no maximum (but perhaps tumblr-sized is best for the platform), and both art and writing are welcomed equally.
Multiple responses to each prompt are encouraged!
Posting will continue until about 4pm EST today.
Please remember to tag your responses appropriately for anything NSFW or potentially triggering.
He dreamt, sometimes. More often than not the dreams were merely banal fragments of a working day, laced with some incongruous detail — an incorrect rendering of the ship, a conversation including officers he knew very well to be dead.
On rarer occasions he would dream of something from his past. Schooldays. A cadet research project, in jeopardy. Waiting in his father’s office — all that dark wood, and the stale smell of the old woolen rug, and the dread. It wasn’t real, and he preferred the times when he realised that.
***
He was dreaming again. This time, he was on the Finalizer, where he belonged. Trying to get from one part of the ship to another in time for an important meeting.
Ren stepped out from a side corridor, and almost startled him.
“General,” he said. “You’ll get there quicker if you go this way.”
“What? Don’t be ridiculous, Ren, I know where I’m going.”
“No you don’t. Come with me.”
“I don’t have time for this nonsense. Leave me alone.” And Hux marched off.
But Ren kept catching him up, and teasing him. “You shouldn’t ignore me,” he was saying. All in all, it was extremely annoying, and Hux was glad to wake. As if it wasn’t enough to be obstructed and tormented by Kylo Ren in his waking hours, he had to put up with his awfulness in his sleep, too.
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