Bright Spot: I have chapters one and three complete, but am really struggling to finish chapter two in a way that bridges the two. Will be looking at it again in October.
Nepotism (sequel to The General's Pleasure): Done! I'm now at the "stare at it for ten minutes a day until the typos show themselves" stage, which means about two weeks until posting.
CDI: this fic has been complete for going on two years, but I really hate it. As with BS, I'm happy with the beginning and the end, but the middle is just not working for me. I ended up going too far into the "Snoke is not nice" subplot of the India portion and getting too preachy about the inherent flaws of organized religion. I'd like to settle in and see if I can get it sorted before the holidays.
Possible upcoming wips:
As stated, Nepotism is part two of the Blow of State series. I have notes down for at least four more installments (two sequels and two prequels) but it's a "wait and see" game with my mental health atm.
Luke/Bodhi historical magical realism: outlined
Rey/Phasma 23rd century near-earth space exploration: outlined
On the non-SW side of things, I've been picking at the outline for a 00Q fic for a while, and I think I'd like to have it done before 007 Fest next year. There may also be some Mystrade in the works, as that's what I've been reading lately.
Still not sure how to process RoS, so I went back in time and had my first shot at unadulterated Mikylux. Hux has secretly placed a holocam in Mitaka’s chambers and sees something he probably shouldn’t. Turns out Kylo is very much into it and also unexpectedly nice when it comes to his partners.
AO3 stats for smaller Star Wars Sequel Trilogy pairings - November the 3rd, 2019
Here’s the current list of the Sequel Trilogy ships with 20-99 fanworks on AO3, excluding platonic relationships (tagged as ‘Character & Character’, not Character/Character’) and Official-Character/OC ships.
The differences between the ranking posted three weeks ago and the one posted today are in the brackets.
Unfortunately in the last three weeks Finnsma (Finn/Phasma) lost one fic and therefore fell off this list.
1. Dopheld Mitaka/Kylo Ren - 96 (+1)
2. Armitage Hux/Rose Tico - 95 (+3)
3. Poe Dameron/Jessika Pava - 93 (0)
4. Armitage Hux/Phasma/Kylo Ren - 89 (0)
5. Armitage Hux/Dopheld Mitaka/Kylo Ren - 87 (+1)
6. Kaydel Ko Connix/Poe Dameron - 83 (+4)
7. Poe Dameron/Leia Organa - 80 (0)
8. Finn/Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren - 79 (+3)
9. Matt the Radar Technician/Rey (Star Wars) - 69 (+1)
10. Rey (Star Wars)/You - 66 (0)
11. Leia Organa/Rey - 64 (0)
12. Armitage Hux/Matt the Radar Technician - 63 (0)
23-25. Poe Dameron/Finn/Rose Tico (+1), Poe Dameron/Amilyn Holdo (+1), Kylo Ren/Anakin Skywalker 26 and 12 works tagged only as Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Darth Vader and 1 work tagged only as Anakin Skywalker/Ben Solo and 1 work tagged only as Kylo Ren/Anakin Skywalker | Darth Vader (0) - 40
26. Chewbacca/Maz Kanata - 39 (0)
27. Clyde Logan/Rey (Star Wars) - 38 (+2)
28. Kylo Ren/Ben Solo - 37 (+1)
29. Poe Dameron/Paige Tico - 36 (0)
30. Armitage Hux/Knights of Ren - 30 (0)
31-32. Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Rose Tico, Armitage Hux/Armitage Hux - 27 (0)
33-35. Karé Kun/Temmin "Snap" Wexley, Clan Techie (Dredd)/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren/Han Solo - 26 (0)
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Fic prompt if you’re up for it: mikylux kissing under the mistletoe—two of them smooching and someone else getting jealous maybe?
❄️Holiday Ficlets ❄️
Hux was busy. He was always busy. Even in his sleep he dreamed about being busy, and today was no exception. Tomorrow, he’d been informed by both his husbands, would be an exception, because tomorrow was Life Day.
There had been no fleet-wide holidays in the First Order, and the Empire had observed only Imperial anniversaries, but it seemed that the rest of the galaxy had continued with their own local traditions, as well as co-opting some from other cultures. There was nothing the general population liked more than an excuse for a party, so although it was primarily a Wookie celebration Life Day had become incredibly popular after Palpatine’s death.
Or so Kylo had told him.
Dopheld had nodded along, despite being born into the First Order and thus having even less experience than Hux with such things. He’d pointed out the benefits to galactic morale that a state sanctioned holiday would produce, and in the end Hux had agreed.
He probably wouldn’t have agreed if he’d known exactly how much effort this celebration would entail. Kylo had mentioned decorations, gifts and special food. He had not mentioned the palace being in uproar for three damn days before the event.
Hux was busy. He was trying to work. Unfortunately Kylo’s workspace was in his office while Dopheld’s was in the room next door, and whatever the hell they were working on required them to be walking in and out of that damn door every thirty seconds.
He was a military man. He could deal with noise, and bustle, and drama, what he could not deal with was the lascivious display every time those two met in the doorway. Which was almost every time they went through it.
There was no secret about their marriage, but this was far beyond what Hux would call an acceptable display of public affection. It had in fact reached the point that he suspected he was being goaded.
He’d be properly focused on his work only to be distracted by the click of Dopheld’s boots across the tiles, followed by a muffled giggle, a chuckle, and then the sight of Kylo dipping Dopheld back for an exceptionally thorough kiss before they went on their way. Less than a minute later it’d be Kylo’s lumbering steps that broke his concentration, more sounds of mirth, and Dopheld dragging their husband down to his level by his oversized ears. Then the cycle would start anew.
It felt like this thing had been going on for hours, and not once had either of them thought to bestow any such favours on Hux.
He sat at his desk entirely unkissed, feeling unproductive and unloved, and going absolutely out of his mind with envy. This was beyond unfair.
Kylo passed in front of his desk, again, Dopheld giggled, again, Kylo murmured someth-
CRACK
Both his husbands were staring at him. They were standing together in the damn doorway again, Kylo already bent at the waist so they were pressed cheek to cheek, but at least now they were both staring at him instead of kissing. Why was a mystery.
“Uh… did that datapad particularly offend you?” Dopheld asked with a worried look on his face.
Hux glanced down to find that he’d snapped the pad he’d been working on in half. When had he done that? How had he done that?
“Are you feeling alright?”
“Yes.” He snapped.
“No.” Kylo said in his usual smug ‘reading you with the Force’ tone.
“I’m fine.”
“Liar. You’re jealous.”
Hux glared at them both. “I’m not jealous, you’ve just made it quite clear that I am entirely surplus to requirements.”
“Armitage, no offence,” Dopheld said, “but what the frell are you talking about?”
“He wants a kiss.”
“Oh, well, you can’t get kissed unless you’re under the mistletoe.”
Hux followed the line of Dopheld’s pointing finger up to the bundle of green and white hanging from the doorframe, but it didn’t make things any clearer. All kinds of random objects had turned up around the palace over the last few days. There were several full-sized trees in the damn lobby. Did they have rules attached to them too?
Kylo shrugged. “It’s tradition.”
“Every time you meet under that object you have to kiss?” Hux asked. “That’s it? Nothing else?”
The other two shook their heads.
“Fine.”
They watched as he grabbed another datapad, walked over, kissed them both, and then settled in to lean against the doorframe.
“Very well,” he said, “you may now continue.”
Dopheld opened his mouth as if to say something, but after a moment he shook his head and went about his business. Business that now included kissing Hux as much as he actually deserved, at least when neither of their mouths were occupied with Kylo.
27. “Please shut up. I can’t stand how appealing your voice is.” :D any combination of Mikylux???
Two in the morning. The thoughtplodded along the neural pathways of Hux’s mind before squatting down andleaving a little gift at the doorstep of his conscious brain. Two. In thefucking morning.
“Reach out as far as you can,” Kylo,whispering. The biggest oxymoron Hux could ever think of—like quiet explosions.Deep and sonorous, like a creature of the deep ocean or deep from the core of aplanet, stirring. Shifting, Mitaka rearranging himself and a soft noise ofassent. Curiosity took a wide, careful step over the ugly ‘two in the morning’package. Hux cracked an annoyed eyelid and slid his gaze until it took in thesight of Kylo sitting half upright, knees bents and framing Mitaka, whoreclined against his chest. Kylo’s arms were crossed over Mitaka’s chest; thesmaller man’s hands rested on the Knight’s knees.
They sat in silence for a fewmoments until Mitaka, soft as a summer breeze and just as warm, spoke.
“I don’t feel anything,”
“Don’t force it,” Kylo cautioned;Hux watched Kylo’s palms move from Mitaka’s chest to slide over the back of hishands. “Just let it come to you, feel the ebb and flow,” his fingers curled andstretched with the words, as if to demonstrate. “Try again,” His words feltlike distant thunder.
“Alright,” Mitaka relaxed into theembrace and began breathing deeply. The gathering silence began pressing downon Hux’s chest, dragging him back into sleep when he felt a rolling wave ofaffection rise up through the marrow of his bones. It settled in the crags ofhis joints, the hollow spaces behind his jaw and the base of his skull.Familiar and unmistakable, the feel of Kylo pushing his emotions out in theether. Mitaka mumbled and fell silent again and Kylo repeated the action. Huxfelt warmth seeping into his muscles, loosening them.
“I feel you,” Mitaka’s voice wasjarring for all it’s gentleness. “But only because you’re sending it out. Icouldn’t on my own,” there was a wind chime light note of guilt—no,disappointment—in Mitaka’s voice. Kylo’s bass rumbled through the force,leaving the air around the three men empty and waiting.
Don’t push too hard. You’ve tried. I love you. It’s notsomething to worr—
“Gentlemen?”Hux rolled fully over, taking in the scene with both eyes. His two loverstensed slightly before relaxing. “Please. Shut up,” he stifled a yawn, but onlybarely. “I can’t stand how appealing your voices are,”
