Ask General Hux

Indie RP blog for General Armitage Hux. Mun and Muse 21+. Follows back as daihaminkay. Icon by llgeneralhuxll

[askarmitagehux]

This blog has been sadly left inactive but if anyone wishes to RP, I'm very happy to do so! I'm much more likely to be active on discord though. If you'd like to get me username, just DM me!

[ellalba]

Hey look guys, I entered a hyper fixated frenzy and made a Kylux animatic in 20 hours!

Anyway hope you guys like it!

[aldo-n-canp]

[klodwig]

"Pin-up? Not today"

Sorry, Hux is very busy. All hope for Kylo.

[designcr]

reblog if you’re 25+ and still roleplay; or if you believe older muns have a place in the rpc and shouldn’t be told to give it up when they turn 30. 

i received this anon & i just want to make a point. 

[disheveleddarkness]

There was no coming back from the failure of Starkiller Base. He should have died with it if only so he wouldn’t have had to face anyone ever again. The greatest of his wounds weren’t to his face or shoulder or abdomen but to his pride. Where there once had been strength instead lived the shame he could not cope with and an accumulation of exhaustion.

Maybe he should have said something to Hux before he had left. Anything at all. But he couldn’t find any words valuable enough. None that could change anything.

He hadn’t even wanted to commit mass genocide.

So what did he want?

“Another margarita. Extra shot. And could I get more salsa?”

He drank half the shot and dumped the remainder into the next drink.

He didn’t know what to do with his life now. He was sure Snoke would show up any day now and murder him. Likewise, if any republicans found him they would want him dead too. For now this random planet was fine. It was mostly independent, neither favoring the new republic nor the first order and not having enough resources to be of much interest to either. No one here would recognize him as Ben or as Kylo, so although he couldn’t sleep, he could breathe. For now. But the credits were dwindling. He would need to figure out something soon that was a plan that went a little further than drinking margaritas near the average hotel he’d been staying in with hopes of being treating as an average person instead of a war criminal or a prince.

He missed Armitage. Perhaps the worst of everything was he would never see him again and would never know his kiss.

Fuck my life.

@askarmitagehux

[askarmitagehux]

"Maybe I should have wanted that! Then at least you'd be gone because of something I did and I would not be left picking up the pieces of what you left behind!" He huffed and then winced as one of his injuries decide to ache.

"Well then. We have two option here. You kill me or I keep tracking you until I die, which should not be long if the sensation in my lung is anything to go by. I have no other options. Which one is it going to be?"

[akwardtractor]

This commission for the lovely @krakenwise and @gingersnappish is complete!! It’s my own rendition of one of their pages from DIEYMLIH. Go check out their stuff!!

[gingersnappish]

I am losing my MIND over HOW COOL THIS IS!!!!! Thank you so much for doing this commissioned page re-draw! I live for how great their expressions are!!!!

[disheveleddarkness]

There was no coming back from the failure of Starkiller Base. He should have died with it if only so he wouldn’t have had to face anyone ever again. The greatest of his wounds weren’t to his face or shoulder or abdomen but to his pride. Where there once had been strength instead lived the shame he could not cope with and an accumulation of exhaustion.

Maybe he should have said something to Hux before he had left. Anything at all. But he couldn’t find any words valuable enough. None that could change anything.

He hadn’t even wanted to commit mass genocide.

So what did he want?

“Another margarita. Extra shot. And could I get more salsa?”

He drank half the shot and dumped the remainder into the next drink.

He didn’t know what to do with his life now. He was sure Snoke would show up any day now and murder him. Likewise, if any republicans found him they would want him dead too. For now this random planet was fine. It was mostly independent, neither favoring the new republic nor the first order and not having enough resources to be of much interest to either. No one here would recognize him as Ben or as Kylo, so although he couldn’t sleep, he could breathe. For now. But the credits were dwindling. He would need to figure out something soon that was a plan that went a little further than drinking margaritas near the average hotel he’d been staying in with hopes of being treating as an average person instead of a war criminal or a prince.

He missed Armitage. Perhaps the worst of everything was he would never see him again and would never know his kiss.

Fuck my life.

@askarmitagehux

[askarmitagehux]

He laughed a little but there was no humor to it. “Of course he doesn’t care about me. I am not an idiot, Ren, I know that. He cares about how useful I can be to him. And with the Starkiller gone, the only thing I had to offer was getting you back. If that’s not an option, what use am I? If you won’t finish me off, he will.” He stood up straighter and held his chin up. “So? What will it be?”

[disheveleddarkness]

“Quit insulting me!” Kylo struck Hux’s face. He immediately regretted it, but it was quite better to slap him than to sear him with the blade. “There was a time I thought you were different.” He shoved Hux back from him. “That for once I could be enough for someone! Someone worth loving, and that I would worship you in return, and move the stars to suit you! You are a man of many things, but a liar, I couldn’t have foreseen, so blinded I was by your radiance…”

[askarmitagehux]

Hux did not expect to be slapped so it took him a moment to gather his bearing. The push was what made him lose it and he swung to strike at Ren.

“You are saying you would have moved the starts for me and I am the liar?! You kriffing left me there with him! You couldn’t face your punishment and I had to take it all while you partied in some hole! And now you dare blame me for it?!”

[disheveleddarkness]

He gasped as the impact came too close to breaking his nose. He swore, grasping at it, and answering, “If you cared for me you would have found me without needing to be TOLD TO DO SO!” He rubbed blood from his hand, sniffing hard. Blood slipped down his lips anyway. “I would have!” he declared. “If you had been the one to leave, I would have persued you! I would have VALUED you above HIM. When he has brought me NOTHING but self hatred and anxiety and BLOOD THIRST. But you’re so fucked up by your father I know you wouldn’t believe me if I told you I LOVE YOU.”

[askarmitagehux]

“That’s the difference! I wouldn’t have left you!” He rolled his fists and didn’t dare to attack again, no matter how much he wanted. “And especially not in my position! How would you pursue me if you had my resources? If you knew the second you step out of line, someone WILL snap your neck? If not Snoke, then Pryde and if not Pryde, then you! You love me? Then why the kriff did you abandon everything we stood for? Why did you leave me behind with no way out?!”

He took a step back. “You can take cheap shots at me. You can pretend you care. If you did, you would end me yourself and not let him toy with me the way he already has. And definitely not let him do what he will when I come empty handed. It won’t be quick.” He took in a shuddering breath. “So if that’s all you have to say to me, I will go and figure it out alone, like I always had to.”

And it’s not like he would go back. He couldn’t, not empty handed. He knew he had to continue tracking Ren, and he would on his own if he had to.

[disheveleddarkness]

PRETEND?! His fury heightened, and more tears fell. This was absolutely a nightmare.

He kept the distance between them, wanting Hux to calm down. Kylo stepped back too, pausing to rub at his wet face.

Not even his knights occupied a comparable expanse in his heart than Armitage did. Although it would be a lie to say he hadn’t slept with most of them.

But Armitage…

Kylo’s chest tightened with grief.

He had wanted a slow relationship with him. An establishment of love and trust before he would approach the topic of anything sexual.

What a mistake that had been.

What a lie love was.

What if…

“I could kill him for you.”

That was romantic, right? That would earn his trust? His love?

“I will kill him for you.”

He didn’t know how. It would likely take a long time to figure out a good plan.

Or die trying.

[askarmitagehux]

He blinked. “You mean Snoke? You would kill Snoke?” He laughed a bit hysterically. “Can you even do that? Why do you suddenly care about what he is doing to me?” He shook his head. “I trusted you once. I paid the price. You left me with him. I can’t see how this is not a ploy of some kind. For me to think you’re coming back to kill him only to watch him torture me, is that it? If you missed the show, all you need to do is take my shirt off, a lot of the injuries has a hard time healing. You’ll get the idea much easier.”

[disheveleddarkness]

“I didn’t mean IMMEDIATELY!” he exclaimed. There was so much knowledge he needed. Knowledge his so called master kept from him.

Maybe he fears my potential, he thought. He hoped.

He really was a useless master either way.

“What do you think I could have done? In that state I was in? Feeling like absolute shit from all my wounds too? No, show me. Show me what he’s done.”

Maybe not in the middle of a restaurant even if the bartenders and waiters were in hiding.

[askarmitagehux]

He huffed and quickly undid his tunic, and then his undershirt. His arms were all bruised and cut, with little skin remaining untouched. It almost seemed impossible that he could still move. He then pulled off his tank top, defiantly showing Ren the bacta patches holding together his skin, the impact where his broken rib was healing. Scratches and cuts covered him, and some clearly went lower, disappearing into his waistband.

“He usually spared my face but you clearly wanted to finish the tapestry,” he sneered.

[disheveleddarkness]

Kylo had seen—and inflicted—a lot of damage throughout his career. Carnage much more severe than this, yet nothing tore at his heart like this.

Quickly the redness of his face was not from his anger but from shame. He shouldn’t have hit him. Not for any reason.

He drew his gaze away.

“If you would stay with me…” He wasn’t sure what he was saying. His heart was broken but he tried to bring structure to his thoughts. His desires.

“I don’t believe either of us can last long avoiding him.” he admitted his own little scheme was bound to fail even if Hux hadn’t ever gotten here.

“But we could be better off together. Doing whatever it takes to find some freedom.”

[askarmitagehux]

Hux quickly put his layers on. If one knew him, the stiffness in his movements could be spotted. But to an untrained eye, he was doing just fine.

“I was not about to avoid him,” he said. “I now I can’t do it. And I don’t know how much I would enjoy being on the run. I would have to abandon everything I care for and replace it with constant fear.” He didn’t have many options but this one did not sound particularly great.

“Why did you leave me behind, Ren?”

[disheveleddarkness]

Constant fear… that was the norm for him. Fear and anger. “Being on the run isn’t about enjoying it…”

Kylo looked away as he thought on his question, wanting to answer honestly. “I could never imagine you even considering choosing me over the Order. It’s always been your life’s purpose. And I can’t compare to that. You would be better off without me. Without all the problems I bring you. I’m meant to be alone. To suffer.”

[askarmitagehux]

"The Order is all I have," Hux admitted. "Even more so since you left. But I really could not care less about the pity party you are throwing yourself. Unlike you, I do not intend to go out there to look for suffering. I will fight for what I want until my dying breath. I'm not a coward who pretends he is doing some sort favor to anyone." Hux scoffed. "Maybe I would have been better off if you never showed up in my life. But you did and then you left, and ever since everything went to shit. I name one thing left I care about and I'm about to lose it too and it's all because you left." He shook his head.

"You didn't do it for me. You did it because you were scared he would do what he did to me. You surrendered me to take your place. You claimed to care about me but in the end you cared about yourself more and I was a fool to ever have thought you'd do anything else. That's all there is to it."

[cloudyfacewithjam]

[jeusus]

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[tendermiasma]

please don’t look at me

[kyluxtrashpit]

Post-tros. Hux survives, makes a living doing whatever while keeping his head down so no one recognizes him. Sometimes it’s bounties, sometimes it’s mercenary work, sometimes it’s repairs - whatever can get food in his mouth and fuel in the stolen ship he flies. It’s not what he imagined, but he’s alive.

He’s at a port when he hears a rumour. There’s a brothel nearby with a very in demand worker there. A man who supposedly bears a striking resemblance to the former supreme leader and who’s masochistic enough to really cash in on it. They said one could do anything that didn’t leave a permanent mark and there were plenty of people who had enough hate for the Order that the offer of taking it out on a singular person was enticing. They talked about how pretty he was when he cried and how he’d just beg for more even with tears in his eyes. Hux scoffed - he doubted he really looked that much like him.

But it stays in his mind after he leaves, during his next couple of jobs, and it’s still there when he returns to that port. He doesn’t know what he wants exactly, if it’s curiosity at how strong the resemblance is, his own anger that begs to be released, or something else he doesn’t want to acknowledge. Once, he thinks, he would’ve had the will to resist. Now, he doesn’t see the point. He had the credits. Worst case scenario, he could at least get his dick wet. He didn’t want to think about the fact that he hadn’t been with anyone since Ren, before it all went wrong.

When he gets there, though, it’s immediately clear it’s not a resemblance. He’d know Ren’s face anywhere and this wasn’t someone who looked like Ren but without the scar. It was Ren.

They stare at each other, both unsure what to do. Flee? Fight? Pretend it never happened?

Hux moves, slowly, to close the door, raking his eyes along Ren’s body such that his intentions can’t be mistaken. Ren gives him a lopsided smile, just sharp enough to clearly be his. They could figure out what to with this later. For now, well, why not indulge in what they both were here for?

[itssteffnow]

There was this great #putitonHux on twitter and yeah I couldn’t resist ✨

[maytheforceormaynot]

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[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

[kyluxbigbang]

An Archive of Our Own, a project of the Organization for Transformative Works

Chapters: 1/3 Fandom: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Armitage Hux/Kylo Ren Characters: Knights of Ren, Brendol Hux Additional Tags: Emperor Kylo Ren, Kylo Ren Has Issues Summary:

Emperor Kylo Ren finally catches General Brendol Hux, one of the remaining imperial loyalists who would destroy the First Order Kylo wants to build. But before he can get rid of him, he notices his son Armitage and decides immediately he would make an obedient companion out of him.

Even if his knights will have to break him in a bit first.

[daihaminkay]

I wrote a thing! Thanks for the collab, @ellalba