The General Order

Hello!👋😄✨ I ship Hux with everyone and no one. Depending on my mood, mourning and the moon cycle. find me on ao3 I have the same name there

[space-gingers]

Quick Kylux bevause I cannot stop (I also can’t draw hands)

[armiestice]

Toothbrhux

Blame my friends for this

They found out my toothbrush is orange and just had to say it

Goodnight

[gay-skywalker]

do NOT make fun of the wolf/kitty/dragon hybrid mix fursona

[valder-1046]

Day 1: Sirens, merfolk, pirates

Pirate poe singing to siren hux who sucks at seducing humans with his voice 🧜‍♂️ (But poe is nice to not point that out)

[thegeneralorder]

Hux's siren song

[blackkingsdream]

February 28 - Public Sleeping Day

[jennieartic]

Armitage taking his little nap aww my heart’s melting

[rommonoch]

I give angst because why not?

Headcanons:

Armitage tries desperately not to be like his father but fails.

He doesn't grow a beard lest he might look like him in the mirror,

Even then when he looks in the mirror he sees his father glaring back at him.

Every time he fails he hears his father's voice berating him.

Still his father is mocking him in his mind because he'll still unconsciously do the same habits his father had,

Intentional or not he'd sound and act like his father.

Anyone pointing out similarities he has to his father will make him shudder.

Feel free to add your own, lemme read some angst.

[thegeneralorder]

In one of the Aftermath novels, five-year-old Armitage is described as having tousled hair. Brendol is described as having unkempt hair in the Phasma novel. So, Armitage slicking his hair back is probably an attempt to differentiate himself visually from his father.

[thegeneralorder]

guys, shoot me (don't please), I've just started writing a modern!AU WIP about Republican politician Brendol having a redemption arc as he learns to be a half-decent dad to Armitage over the course of his entire childhood and adolescence

[not-so-allegiant-general]

Gingerpilotweek 2026 

Storm 

Hux sighed and rubbed his face. He was exhausted. The stims withdrawal, sharing a room, insects, and now storms. As if he wasn't uncomfortable enough, as if the universe decided that he would pay here and now for everything he did. He winced hearing another thunder somewhere near. 

Just a few hours of sleep, was it too much to ask? Apparently so. Hux sniffed and suddenly realized that Dameron was sitting up on his bunk. Wonderful. 

"Hey." Poe whispered, "Can't sleep?"

Hux slowly shook his head. Poe stood up, put on a shirt, and went to the small kitchen. When he was back, he sat down next to Hux and passed him a cup. 

"Here." Hux stared at the cup. "It's spiced milk."

"Spiced?" Hux looked at him in horror. Poe chuckled. 

"Not like that. Calm down. I mean with herbs and cooking spices and honey." Poe smiled. "Try it." 

Hux would never admit it, but he would do almost everything when Dameron was smiling at him like that. He cleared his throat, looking down at his cup. Stupid thoughts. Shame crippling down his spine, Hux sighed and took a sip. It was warm and sweet and spicy at the same time. Unusual, but surprisingly... Comforting. Hux realized that Poe put a blanket on his shoulder. 

"You can't sleep often, huh?"

Hux looked at him. 

"I suppose," he said quietly, "I am not used to uncontrolled environments... and storms." 

"You don't like rain, then?"

"I don't mind rain." "Hux said, taking another sip." A thunder hit again, and Hux almost dropped his cup. Poe looked at him, eyes wide open. 

"Woah hey. Hey..." Hux found himself in Dameron's arms. "You know we have lighting protection systems here. The same First Order has on planet side bases. I personally stole it." Poe grinned. Hux swallowed and nodded. "Although it's probably not really a difference for you, huh?"

"At least we won't catch on fire." Hux mumbled, and Poe chuckled quietly, wrapping him in the blanket. Hux suddenly forgot how to breathe; he focused on his milk. Oh, he will hate himself tomorrow. He will hate himself for this moment of weakness, for this pathetic, childish display of... Dameron's hand was in his hair, and Hux just melted, placing his head on the pilot's chest. 

"Why are you doing this?"

"What?" Poe glanced down at him.

"This. You should hate me. Not... do whatever that is you are doing now."

"I don't hate you. But I think many people you knew did hate you. And well... I decided to show you what it's like when there's someone who cares." Hux stayed silent, looking at his cup. "Is it working?" Poe smiled, and Hux didn't answer; he just curled down closer to Dameron. 

He will hate himself tomorrow, but now he just closed his eyes and slowly fell asleep on Dameron, clutching to the warm cup of milk. 

[meomoicecr]

Some picture of my Hux bjd doll🥺

[emfleaa]

gingerpilot week 2026

day 5

storm

Arkanisan cliff lions are living storms; well, not actually. They just resemble storm clouds. They have cloven claws for climbing up sheer cliffs and padded paws for absorbing shock from high falls. Their curled, tightly wound fur helps to keep them dry and warm.

Hux is enamored by them because. They’re strength. They’re beauty. They’re efficiency.

Poe thinks they’re neat.

[milesisaway]

More toxic yaoi Huxlo <3

[not-so-allegiant-general]

Gingerpilot week 2026

Scales

Poe sighed, putting down another knife. 

"Alright. Take the jacket off." Hux stared at him in silence. Poe looked at him. "I am not taking my chances here, buddy. You have too many weapons on you. Take that off."

"And if I refuse?"

Poe blinked. 

"I am... Well, I suppose I will take it off of you. Hux." Poe sighed, "It's just... I just have to see if you don't have more weapons."

"I have a knife in my sleeve and another strapped to the waist."

"Riight. Good to know. You still have to take off the jacket." 

Hux pursed his lips and glanced at the wall and sighed, unzipping the uniform. He slowly took it off. Poe unclipped the knife from his arm and froze. Hux glared at him. Poe was looking at his shoulder; there was a layer of translucent scales down his arm and chest. When the light hit Hux's skin, they shimmered in blue and green. Poe glanced up at Hux; the redhead was looking straight, refusing to look at Dameron. Poe swallowed.

"Are you done with staring?" Hux hissed. Poe snapped out. 

"Sorry." He mumbled. Hux wrapped himself with his hands, still not looking at him. Poe cleared his throat and unlatched the other knife, his fingers accidentally brushing scales on Hux's back. Hux shivered, and Poe backed off quickly. "Sorry." Sorry." He dropped the knife on the table and looked at Hux. "Any... More of these?" Hux glanced at him. He was used to people staring at him but... There was no disgust in Dameron's eyes, just... awe? Poe Dameron looked mesmerized. Hux nodded slowly. "Yeah. I figured. Where?"

"Find out yourself." Poe blinked, surprised. 

"I..."

"Or are you just all talk?"

Poe slowly approached him again, standing a few centimeters before him. Hux inhaled, parting his lips when Poe slowly slid his hand under Hux's shirt. The scales were surprisingly soft; Hux shivered when Poe's fingers brushed his gils. 

"Stars," Poe whispered, looking at him. Hux flushed and stifled a moan when Poe moved his fingers up the sensitive skin. 

"Don't," the redhead choked out. Poe froze, moving his hand away. They stared at each other in silence. Poe reached for the zipper of Hux's trousers, holding his eyes. Hux didn't move back. He closed his eyes when Poe slid his hand down his stomach, tracing the scales. Hux's trousers fell down, and Poe snorted softly, looking at the knife strapped to his thigh. 

"Really?"

Hux cleared his throat, looking at Poe, who now knelt before him to unclip the strap. 

"Just a... Precaution"

"Sure." Poe stood up. "I... Can I ask?" 

"About what?"

"The..." Poe waved at him. 

"Do you want to ask? Or do you want to see?" Hux said, because why not? Because maybe it will get him some advantage. Because maybe if Dameron is focused enough on him, he won't let the others eliminate him. He leaned closer to Dameron. "Or do you want to touch, Commander?" He whispered next to his ear. Poe pulled him into the kiss. Hux gasped, feeling pilot's hands on his ribs. He inhaled, parting his lips and pressing his hips to Dameron's. 

"Wa...wait..." Poe snapped out and stepped back, shaking his head. Hux glared at him.

"What now, Dameron?" he hissed, annoyed. Poe smiled, amused. 

"Hey.. I have nothing against that, but maybe later?"

"Oh after the round of interrogation? I don't think I will be up to it anymore."

"Don't worry. We don't treat people like First Order. I promise nobody will harm you." Poe touched the scales on his arm. Hux leaned back. "We just want to talk." Poe zipped Hux's trousers, smiling. Hux looked at him. 

"What if I say I will talk only to you?"

Poe looked at him surprised and then flashed him a smile. 

"I will be honored." 

Hux grabbed his jacket from Poe's hands. 

"How far do the scales go?" Poe blurted out.

Redhead smiled, amused, and glanced at him. 

"You will have to find out, Dameron." 

[bugbraiinz]

Ramble about how I see huxs sexuality bc Ive been pinging it around in my brain (nothing explicit but trauma + homophobic ideology sorta)

Hux is gay. He knows that for sure. He likes men...he also doesnt like men. He finds his mind wandering thinking about someone that caught his attention only to become disgusted at the thought of it. The men in his life have done nothing but hurt and taunt him, it would be no different even in romance, hes sure of it. He refuses to let himself be taken advantage of or made a fool. He doesnt have any need for a romantic partner anyways it will just get in the way of his work.

He dislikes the idea of sex and knows itd serve him no purpose. Hes not asexual, but the thought of the process of intimacy is distressing and puts too much trust that he doesnt have into another person. He doesnt find any purpose in it knowing he couldnt have and doesnt want a child, and therefore has no need for it. He doesnt really believe in any other purpose for sex other than to make a kid. Its what hes been taught and whats been held over his head.

Hes aware of his attitude towards others coming onto him and he likes being condescending or cold to them. It makes him feel better to shut down someone before he can get hurt no matter how nice theyre approaching him. Sometimes he finds himself going along with it before his skin starts to crawl and he inevitably shuts off.

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

I'm actually gonna elaborate on that First Order Gender Post a bit.

So. The thing is. In real life, it isn't uncommon for people who've experienced abuse by men to develop an aversion to men.

But the other thing is...people in real life are also existing in a world where violence and abuse are frequently (a) gendered, or at least (b) socially framed as gendered. In a society that is systemically patriarchal and misogynistic, people are taught basically since birth that men have a monopoly on physical strength, authority, violence, and the ability to inflict trauma. People are taught to view "violence" as something distinctly male. This is part of why abuse by women isn't taken as seriously; society doesn't treat women as fundamentally capable of being perpetrators of real, serious abuse or assault.

So, when a person who has been abused by a man develops a fear or distrust of men as a result, it's not just their individual trauma that influences that fear; it's the combination of (a) the fact that they personally experienced violence at the hands of a man, and (b) the fact that they are taught over and over and over again since day one that this is basically normal and inevitable and something any man might do.

(This isn't intended to discredit such trauma responses or deny any gendered violence statistics in real life, for the record; it's intended to illustrate that there is a strong socialization factor in why "I was abused by man/a man" so often translates in victims' minds to "therefore, I cannot trust men in general not to hurt me.")

The reason why I don't believe that Hux would develop a similar fear/distrust of men is because, as he was not raised in a society that treats violence as a Male Thing, he would have no reason to see his father's gender as a significant factor. In his culture, violence is something everybody is expected to be both a victim and a perpetrator of. The notion that "victimhood = feminine & perpetration = masculine" is simply not culturally present.

What is very much culturally present is the idea that violence is tied to hierarchy and rank. In the First Order, there is no societal expectation for women to endure mistreatment by men, but there is a societal expectation that citizens will endure mistreatment by their superiors. That authority gives people the right to treat their subordinates however they like, up to and including physical violence--and, while this one isn't touched on in canon as far as I know, likely sexual violence as well.

Abuse occurs (or rather, is commonly believed and expected to occur) not on a male-female axis, but on a superior-subordinate axis. We also know that most of the high-ranking officer ranks in the First Order are occupied by older officers, especially Civil War veterans who previously served the Empire.

What this means is that in terms of who Hux would have been conditioned to see as "potential abuser" material, it makes very little sense for him to associate his father's gender with that abuse; it makes a lot of sense for him to associate it with his father's age group, though. And with the idea of not being in charge. Any situation where Hux isn't the ranking officer in the room is, in his mind, a situation where somebody could feasibly hurt him, and those situations are likely (until he takes over the army) to involve older staff.

I don't think Hux's lack of any gender-related biases is because he's somehow too logical or smart to fall for that sort of thing; I think if he had been raised in a society with similar patriarchal norms as real life, he would probably be distrustful of men because of his father. But he was raised in a non-gendered rigidly-hierarchical society where the primary predictor of abuse is rank, and we see no indication that the ranks tend to be gendered.

[thegeneralorder]

I think there was a point at which Brendol looked at three-month-old Armitage like one looks at a plant like "it prospers. this must be because I watered it today. I must continue watering it" and that was the peak of his fatherly feelings.

[not-so-allegiant-general]

Day 1 merfolk, sirens, pirates

for gingerpilotweek @gingerpilotbay

Snippets of Poe and Hux figuring out Hux’s new body. That's what happens when you finally capture your First Order boyfriend general and he grew a tail overnight.

"Who's idea was that? Know that it doesn't matter, I am judging you both anyway." Kalonia said, looking at Poe and Hux. They were sitting on the edge of Hux’s tank, his tail was out of the water swinging slowly back and forth. Poe was sitting next to him, his arm hanging down.   Hux pointed at Poe and Poe pointed at Hux. Redhead looked at him annoyed 

"How dare you? You marched in here and..."

"Alright alright the idea was mine... But I said you can bite my hand and you went for the shoulder!"

"Gentlemen! Silence. " Kalonia sighed, massaging her forehead. "Alright. It's the second stupidest thing you did, Dameron."

Hux frowned 

"What was first?"

Kalonia covered the side of her face with a datapada and said something to Hux quietly. 

"Hey!" Poe protested 

"He put what where?" Hux blinked and looked at Poe half scandalised, half impressed. 

"That was private! Don't look like that, I was drunk... And horny."

Hux chuckled amused. 

"Desperate is what I would call it."

"Kriff off."

"To sum it up. You wanted to be bitten by Hux, why exactly?"

Poe sighed. 

"I read that some of his species has a sort of um... venom? Or like a numbing enzyme in the spit to immobilize prey and I thought we should check if Hux has that too."

"Right. And what's the conclusion of that experiment, Commander?"

"It... Well it was successful. I can't feel my shoulder or hand, can't really move my neck."

"Right." Kalonia sighed, examining the bite. "I will clean it, the last thing we want is any infections. You can't move it at all?"

"Yeah.. and um ... I am kind of light headed?"

"Okay. You will stay here under observation and we will see. If he starts blacking out or is incomprehensive, notify me. I will leave the datapad here." She said to Hux. Red head nodded. She cleaned the bite she left them alone. Hux smiled showing his sharp teeth. 

"Why are you looking at me like that?" 

"I think it's that predatory instinct kicking in." Hux kissed him, Poe gasped quietly and Hux nibbled at his lip. 

"Wa..wait... Ah... Hux don't bite. I don't want to be left paralyzed."

"I will consider it." He licked the blood off the pilot's lip and Poe felt a tingling sensation. He sighed and gave up wrapping his other arm around Hux’s waist. 

"She shouldn't have left us alone."

"She really really shouldn't." Hux murmured into his lips. 

When Kalonia showed up to check on them after two hours Poe blinked at her in slow motion. 

"I am... Building im...im..munity." He mumbled. Kalonia glared at Hux. 

"He is a consenting adult." Hux deadpanned. 

Poe was left unfit for duty for almost three days but he regretted nothing.

*******

"So. How does this work." Poe waved at Hux's tail. Hux glanced at him. 

"It... Creates side to side motion thanks to what I can ..."

"No no no. Not what I meant. I mean... um sex."

"Sex." Hux stared at him. "You don't know how sex works?"

"No. I mean yes! Of course I know how sex work. But not with the tail."

"Oh." Hux looked at his tail. "I... I don't know."

Poe looked at him and grinned. 

*******

Kalonia rubbed her eyelids and sighed. 

"It was his idea." Hux said. 

"You were very enthusiastic!"

Hux went red. 

"Well yes but..." 

"At this point I don't care. Let's just... Let's just separate you and... Just... Next time make sure you know what you're doing alright? I am sure there are a lot of instructions in holonet."

*******

"Can't we look at something else?"

"When Kalonia said to make sure we know what we are doing she didn't mean porn, Dameron."

"Alright but this... Detailed anatomy diagrams don't help either."

Hux sighed. 

"Fine. Have it your way." He gave him a datapad. Poe grinned. Hux looked over his shoulder when he put on some sort of video. 

"That can't be right," he huffed. 

"Yeah. Totally unrealistic. " Poe nodded. They both stared at the video in silence. Somewhere in the middle they both gave out a silent "oh" simultaneously. 

"That .. well. That makes sense."

"Yeah... So! Now we know..." Poe closed the video. 

"No. No, we should watch the whole thing." Hux protested and blushed seeing Poe's smile "For science dameron!"

"Yeah sure. For science." Poe snickered powering on the datapad again.

*******

"You alright, Armitage?" Hux nodded slowly, looking completely out of it. He nuzzled his face into Poe's neck and licked it. Poe shivered. "Kriff..." He felt Hux's tail wrap around him. "Hah... Thank Stars you are not some sort of snake... I would be scared for my life." 

Hux smiled into his neck amused. 

"You should be, Commander. Things like me woo man out of their ships to fuck them, drown them and eat them."

Poe swallowed and chuckled a bit more nervously than he wished to. Hux's tail wrapped tighter around him. 

"Hah.. hey could we stay on the 'fucking' stage? I promise I am more entertaining alive and I bet I am not tasty either."

Hux snorted and laughed quietly. 

"Gladly." Hux leaned on his chest making himself comfortable. "Wake me if you get cold."

Poe fell asleep trapped under Hux's weight And he was the happiest man in the galaxy. 

(by the way the ideal of Hux captured by Resistance and his legs chaging into tail overnight becouse he was in water for to long or something and the last time he was in this variation of his body was when he was a kid and he feels disgust towards it and has no idea how to use it or exist with the tail and sharp teeth and all that -mostly bc Brendol hated it and forced him to use more human like body - this is eating my brain now. And Poe being absolutly fascinated and down for everything. )

[meomoicecr]

Gingerpilot Week 2026 Day 1: merfolk, sirens, pirates🏴‍☠️

Pirate! Poe & siren! Hux! Hux might want to eat Poe, but gets caught in Poe's net😱

He is a very fierce siren! (I think Poe still often gives him flowers from the land)