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

[thegeneralorder]

I just came here to vent for a second and then I'll be vanishing again until mid-July when life is less stressful.

So: I had to do a peer-taught lesson because English is often taught by two teachers in my country. I've never taught a class with someone else together and needed to learn how to do it, and while it could've been fun, my partner sucked. He is a 'language learning through exposure'-theory clown, and while that certainly is a credible theory, he was using his university level vocabulary and grammar for instructions. INSTRUCTIONS. The point of instructions is not to learn FROM the instructions but to understand them SO THAT you can do the task at hand and learn from it. I wasn't even a teacher during that lesson, merely a translator because I had to explain EVERYTHING again in language appropriate for children aged ten to eleven who had only been learning English for ten months. (They can basically only use present tense.)

Also, he unironically called himself 'clever guy' at any given opportunity.

[hauntedmystic]

Me: I’m gonna write something serious now

Also me:

[meomoicecr]

I really like the Cinderella Hux and Prince Kylo headcanon talk together in the Aw Hux group so I drew this😋 @bokikikoki gave the inspiration. Also, I really can't imagine how the boot fell off, it's just too funny

[space-gingers]

Writing a creepy stalkery obsessive Kylux fanfic rn whos with me👅

[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.