Courtship - Victorian!Hux X Reader - One

Courtship - Victorian!Hux x Reader - One

Y/N: I’ve been wanting to write an Victorian AU Hux x Reader fic for a while, and this is part one! Hope you enjoy it, I really like this one.

You let out a gasp as your maid continued to tug on the laces of your corset…tighter, tighter. As society had told you, if they could hear you speak without gasping then it wasn’t tight enough. And you hated that. You felt free when there weren’t such restrictions. But today, there was a reason for the formal attire; you were going to meet a potential suitor by way of dinner. Your father was old and was going to pass away soon enough, but he had wanted to make sure that you were taken care of.

“You look beautiful, Miss Y/n. The Lord will be speechless when he sees you,” said Fiona, your maid. 

“He’s a Lord? What else do you know?” you asked as you turned around, putting your hands out in front of you so that your dress could be put on. It was a dark green number with black lace and pearl jewelry; the sign of your high status.

“Oh, I cannot say anymore, Ma’am. It would ruin the surprise,” Fiona said, shaking her head.

The whole mystery behind this Lord was annoying. You wanted to know more about him before you met him, since he’s going to be your husband at some point. There would be more time to get to know him after tonight, but the mere fact that everyone else but you knew about him just didn’t seem fair. 

Once you were fully dressed and presentable you made your way downstairs to meet with your father. He smiled, leaning onto the cane in his left hand, “Ahh, my dear Y/n. You look wonderful,” he said happily as he took your hand in his free hand, “Are you ready to meet him?” You gave a little nod, smiling. Your suitor was waiting in the other room, and you had no idea what to expect. Was he going to be some old man that was as old as your father? Or was he going to be some snobby, entitled Heir that was going to leave you with money but lonely? The possibilities were endless.

The first thing you see is his hair; kissed by fire. He looked young, but not too young. He was tall and lean…pretty much perfect. Where’s father find this man? He was practically the kind of suitor you were looking for…but what kind of person was he?

The ginger immediately stood from the sofa to turn to you and bowed, “My Lady, it is a pleasure to meet you. I am Lord Armitage Hux,” he introduced himself.

You smiled softly and brought out your hand; Hux took it and brought it to his lips to plant a kiss. “My Lord Hux, the pleasure is all mine. And considering the circumstances, you may call me Y/n,”

You saw Hux blush slightly and smiled, “Of course, Y/n. And you may call me Armitage,”

Perhaps this marriage wasn’t going to be so bad after all…

Us Against The Galaxy

Armitage Hux x Reader

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A/N: this is very self-indulgent because Hux got done dirty but that’s not gonna stop me from slutting around for him lmao

Summary: An Admiral in the First Order and its demoted General had always lived in a prison, just not noticing until now.

(ROS spoilers below the cut)

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Armitage Hux fics rec

Recommendations of my favorite headcanons/imagines/fics (I don't own any)

Protective

Lavender

Hands off her

The captive (master list)

Fix me up

Resign

Five shots

Walls

I know

Relax

Bandages

Murmurs while you sleep

Attention

I'm not going anywhere

Millie

Wounds

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Updated: 03/03/2020

I Won’t Say Anything-Pt. 2/3

Warnings: TROS SPOILER, Torture, Soulmate AU Summary: You are a member of the Resistance. You’re captured by the First Order while you are waiting for information from the spy. Pairing: Armitage Hux x Female!Reader Words: 2662 Part 2 of 3

From the day you were treated and reinvigorated, Armitage Hux never entered the prison where they kept you.

In fact, you didn’t even know why they kept you there. You were no longer of any use and they hadn’t even bothered to torture you to get the information anymore. They had abandoned you there, in total silence, fed by a machine that pumped the food your body needed in your veins. Fortunately they had taken medical measures to keep you from having a constant need to go to the bathroom.

You had had so much time to think about the visions you had about the general that you almost hated the torture that had stopped. At least those could have distracted you from all those harmful flashes.

Would you die there? On that First Order ship, thinking about the general who destroyed so many lives?

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Grand Admiral Hux

He deserved it….

Hi um...... the song thor by push baby....... that is all

oh yes that was a perfect inspo boost, have some sad/jealous boyfriend loki for your weekend !!

It’s raining, and you’re happy.

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