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Kylo Ren is happily married to Armitage Hux. Both are passionate about their jobs at the renowed First Order Restaurant. Both of them are living a life they never believed they deserved, yet here they are: content, shaking off the shadows of half-denied pasts.
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11 May 2017
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Aware of His Own Halo by imochan
Fandoms: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015), Star Wars - All Media Types
05 Sep 2016
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"What are you doing here,” he says, finally. It almost makes him sober, the petulant effort of forcing it out between the grit of his teeth.
“Heard there was some garbage that needed carting off,” says Ren. Placid like the compressed, glassy center of a dark and dying star.
“Right,” says Armitage, flicking open the clasp on the holster of his blaster. “That’s it. You can definitely fucking leave.”
Or: General Hux’s several not-very-graceful falls from grace.
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18 Mar 2016
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Choking, blasters, and jealousy. And a whole slew of control issues.
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02 Mar 2016
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Smooth the Descent (and Easy Is the Way) by Metallic_Sweet
Fandom: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015)
29 Feb 2016
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Hux is Force-sensitive.
The gates of hell are open night and day;
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01 Mar 2016
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“This is your next target,” Merlin said into Harry’s earpiece, as Harry leaned forward to look at his laptop screen.
It blacked out, for a moment, then a clip out of some interview began to play. The video was in black and white, crisply and tightly shot, its subject a young man shown seated from the waist up, against a pale gray background, grinning at the camera. He was probably in his mid twenties, dressed down in a black leather jacket over a pale t-shirt, loose over denim jeans, his hair long enough to feather slightly over his forehead, a hint of stubble over his chin. He was also, quite possibly, the most beautiful young man Harry had ever seen, and disturbingly… familiar, somehow.
As the young man laughed noiselessly at the camera, elegant serif type faded over the lower third of the screen: Gary Unwin, by Vanity Fair. Harry blinked, and studied the young man’s pretty face more closely, the crinkling around his eyes, the joyous curl to his mouth, the way he sat, relaxed yet alert, like a hunting hound, waiting to come to heel.
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