pangolinpirate:

“They’ve been getting closer for the last few hours,” Ren told him quietly.

“Doing nothing else?” Hux asked, watching the closest set of the glowing, green eyes. They were the size of his palm, and Hux didn’t want to know what they were attached to.

“Mm,” Kylo said. “Just floating there. But clearly sensing us here, which I don’t like.”

“Agreed,” Hux murmured, curling his finger closer to the trigger of his blaster. “There are too many to fight, if it comes to that.”

With a crackling hiss, Kylo’s saber burst to life, the red glow piercing the darkness, and the surface of the lake frothed as whatever creatures were floating out there dove beneath.

An illustration from chapter twelve of Gravity Well written by the always exceptional @kyluxtrashcompactor on AO3.

jeusus:

We only said goodbye with words

I died a hundred times

You go back to her

And I go back to

Black

Bar owner Hux, on his good nights, sometimes goes on the stage to sing. Ben hears something akin to a siren call and enters while Hux is singing Back to Black and he feels the proverbial arrow pierce and shatter his heart.

Hux is wearing dark grey dress pants, a crisp white shirt and a black vest and his forearms are covered in black tattoos. He sings while looking far ahead, as if he’s not in this bar, or even in this moment in time.