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The Assistant
All you wanted is the attention from your leader General Hux – you were but a simple assistant for the ginger-haired man. Constantly taking a barrage of scrutiny whenever a mistake would occur under your watch. The way he looked at you spoke more than his cruel words. Despite his lingering eyes, his constant abrasive demeanor will meet its match…
PS: It’s a long one and a favorite of mine! Enjoy ~
*BUZZZZZ!* The loud electric ring of your desk’s transmitter startled you; crumpling an expense report sheet tightly in your shaking grasp. The day was just starting and Armitage was already buzzing you for a request.
An annoyed sigh escaped from your lips but you ignored the first buzz and returning to the report for the newest release of war juggernauts. As you attempted to smooth out the crinkled sheet – another loud BUZZ shook the desk.
‘Deep breath in,’ — you reminded yourself.
Pressing the large white button on the transmitter, you put on the best smile that you could conjure and attempted to sound like the happiest employee on the Finalizer.
“Yes, General?” you hummed the greeting through your teeth.
His tone when he spoke indicated that something had already managed to irritate him but that came to no surprise, he had been on a picking binge lately – constantly finding something wrong with anything that you touched.
“I need you right away in my office, [Y/N]!”
Many often asked you how you could handle being his assistant; however, you shrugged and the same response would always answer.
“The dental plan is amazing!” you joked, however, the true reason wasn’t clear.
Maybe, it was the craving you had to dig through the hardened but flawed exoskeleton of your superior and get to his guts. Possibly figuring out what makes him constantly flustered; also, finding those cracks in his personality that showed a distressed man.
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General Armitage Hux x Reader
Requested by: duchessvonfingerbang
Request: If you’re still taking requests, I’d love some fluffy Hux! There’s not enough love out their for the cranky space ginger.
You felt like you would give up anything at that moment.
Anything just to be in his embrace one more time. Anything just to spend on more night with him. Anything to feel his thin lips against yours.
It had been five years.
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Logic- Hux x Reader (childhood friends AU)
A/N: This is just a little inspired by the Burberry ad, the fact I gotta prepare a Jane Austen lecture for year 9s and a little inspired by the fact I’ve been binge-watching Anne of Green Gables, and I’ve always wanted to write for my favourite Weasley General. Can you tell I’ve been binge watching Anne of Green Gables? Ya know, because I’m gonna die alone COVERED IN CAT PISS IT’S HONESTLY FINE. Also, please, please send through some requests, I would really love some :)
Title: Logic Tags: Anne of Green Gables inspired, childhood friends Rating: T (i mean I swear a bit but like…) Words: 2800+ Prompt List: here Master List: here
Logic
It was common knowledge to the first families of Arkanis that they were:
1) A dwindling number. Many married off-planet and the unfortunately irreversible laws of primogeniture-based titles left the clever daughters without their rightful inheritances. Many movements of parliament had attempted to repeal the legislation, however there were always obstacles that the women of Arkanis hoped would die of a heart attack sooner rather than later.
2) Bastard sons were so large common that they were -more often than not-recognised as heirs.
3) Every marriage on Arkanis is chosen.
Now that third piece of knowledge was certainly uncommon practise for aristocratic families of the inner-rim planets. Royal families of Naboo, Mandalore and even Alderaan, often resorted to arrangements created by parents via misinterpreted holomessages and Jedi negotiations of peace. Yet these arrangements were often loveless, careless and while it did provide the inner-rim planets the political power they required; what was the logic in that for an upstart outer-rim planet like Arkanis?
Arkanis was after all, a military planet and nowhere near as ancient as the inner-rim worlds. They prided themselves on their decorum and their modernity. The first families of Arkanis were the families of Admirals and Commadants and Generals and Colonels. Those who gained power as the Empire came into fruition and those who skilfully navigated the minefield of politics during that time.
Power on Arkanis, was to be gained by might -war and intellect- not through something as private and delicate as the tempestuous state of marriage.
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Warnings: The Rise of Skywalker spoilers! Hux fate spoilers.
Read at your own risk. Hux’s fate altered.
Hux x reader
You had been resting in your lover, Armitage Hux’s chambers. Being a force user and Kylo Rens apprentice, training lately had been hard and taken its toll on your body. You’d collapsed from exhaustion unable to move. A weeks rest had been prescribed to you by the doctors aboard the ship much to Kylos anger.
He had initially marched into the hospital and attempted to pull you out of bed, demanding that you must attend him on some mission but when he realised you couldn’t stand and he was half dragging you across the room, he’d flung you down. Telling you you were weak and nothing but a waste of his time.
Armitage had somehow found out and was furious. You hadn’t wanted him to know, knowing he’d risk his well being to tell Ren off for treating you in such a disrespectful way.
You remember how he’d ranted that he’d give Ren a piece of his mind but you’d beckoned him close and begged him not to put himself at risk, that you needed him now more than ever.
It was no longer about the first order, you cared little for the organisation you’d once been proud to be part of. Now you felt it was more of a prison, keeping you and Armitage from having a normal life.
Now as the week was nearly over you began to feel restless, you hadn’t seen your beloved in hours. Usually he checked in on you every few hours or sent a quick message from his holopad.
You couldn’t help shake this deep feeling of restlessness that was beginning to consume you so you got up and dressed yourself in your usual attire.
You grabbed your saber and hooked it to your belt, making your way to wherever your love might be.
As you walked you were certain the restless feelings were not yours, the closer you got to the command centre the stronger these feelings became. They were his, Armitage’s. Instead of taking the main route to come in through the front doors you took a short cut, mainly used by maintenance. It would bring you out of a small passageway to the side of the room. Perhaps you could slightly eavesdrop and what was going on.
Soon heard Armitage explaining what had happened. You saw now that his leg was bandaged and you felt worried at seeing him injured yet relieved he’d somehow come out of what happened alive.
You saw Pryde walk over to a stormtrooper.
You had enough experience in battle to know what was going to happen. You felt a rage burn inside of you. It bubbled up like a volcano. After everything your Armitage had done for the first order and now they were going to end him.
You propelled forward igniting your saber in the process.
The next thing Armitage saw was you appearing behind Pryde as he turned the blaster on him.
You brought your saber up and slashed Pryde deeply from the neck down to his hip.
He fell to the floor.
Without thinking you stood above him and drove your saber through his chest, ensuring he was dead.
Armitage staggered backwards in shock, the pain of his leg shooting up into his body. His countenance did not allow him to show that he was in pain though.
“Y/N! What are you... You saved me.”
“Armitage.” You looked at him, astounded at the way you had flown across the room and killed Pryde with such speed and ease. You didn’t know you were capable of such a feat.
The Troopers around you had backed off, clearly stunned by what had just happened.
You hurried towards your love, putting the saber away and taking his arm to help him, not that he required help but you knew that support from you meant more than anything.
“Armitage, my love.” You spoke softly hoping the troopers couldn’t hear.
“Take me back to your chambers.”
He nodded. Understanding you needed to talk in private.
“Dispose of him.” Hux gestured to Pryde as you and him left the room together.
Once back in Hux’s room you hurried to pack.
“I can’t believe he was going to kill me. Bastard!” Hux spat bitterly.
He suddenly noticed you packing a bag in the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” He walked over slowly and steadily to see you clearer.
“We need to leave my love. The other officers might turn on us when they find out what I’ve done.”
“Where will we go?” He asked, sounding skeptical.
“Anywhere!” You smiled reassuringly. You knew now you were strong enough to protect him. You two would leave and start a new life. It didn’t matter where, anywhere was better than here and as long as you two were together, nothing else mattered.
Armitage agreed to come, not that you’d of given him much of a choice and the two of you quickly left.
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Pairings: General Hux x Reader Words: 541 Warnings: Angsty! Request: “I think number 1 with Hux would be perfect, cause he’s always working and alone, idk, thank you!”
Summary: Driven by your instincts, you found your way to the general’s quarters in the middle of the night.
[ You shouldn’t be alone for Christmas. ]
What were you thinking?
Pulling your coat closer to shield yourself from the weird feeling that what you were doing was incredibly stupid, you walked through the corridors. The Starkiller base was a place anyone could get lost, but it wasn’t your biggest concern at the moment.
You must have felt the “holiday spirit” everyone was babbling about, because how else would you explain this dumb plan? You were just going to sneak in into general’s quarters and convince him to - exactly, what was your goal in all of this?
You brushed these thoughts away and decided to keep going. Something told you to get up, leave your own room and check on a certain ginger general. Just because the two of you happened to become closer in the spawn of a few months.
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prompt: “It’s too early for this”
pairing: general hux x doctor!reader
summary: another little fic about the doctor and the general. the rest of them are found here: RESIGN & FIX ME UP
word count: 722
warnings: none
a.n.:I don’t drink coffee. we’ll see how this goes
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Benefits of joining the First Order?
Free coffee.
Every day, anytime, whenever you needed it.
And it wasn’t just some cheap coffee like the stuff they had at inns or at the Academy. Whatever ship, base, even planet you were on, they stocked their supply with the best brew.
You were positive that without coffee, the first order would not be able to function.
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REBEL | ARMITAGE HUX x READER | PART ONE
CONTAINS SPOILERS FOR THE RISE OF SKYWALKER.
PART ONE OF ? Summary: Armitage Hux finds himself strangely fascinated by you, a Resistance fighter and pilot, even though he knows he shouldn’t. You know that there’s much more to him than you see on the surface. Pairing: female!Reader x Armitage Hux Fandom: Star Wars Word Count: 1464 Warnings: THE RISE OF SKYWALKER SPOILERS. A/N: I had this idea while watching The Rise of Skywalker last night, and then realised that it was definitely going to have to be something I explored more through more than one chapter, and so this has come into existence. If you read this, I hope you enjoy it. I’m going to try and keep it consistently updating as much as I can and it’ll also be posted over on my Ao3 (here) if you’d like to follow it there!
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Warnings: The Rise of Skywalker spoilers! Hux fate spoilers.
Read at your own risk. Hux’s fate altered.
Hux x reader
You had been resting in your lover, Armitage Hux’s chambers. Being a force user and Kylo Rens apprentice, training lately had been hard and taken its toll on your body. You’d collapsed from exhaustion unable to move. A weeks rest had been prescribed to you by the doctors aboard the ship much to Kylos anger.
He had initially marched into the hospital and attempted to pull you out of bed, demanding that you must attend him on some mission but when he realised you couldn’t stand and he was half dragging you across the room, he’d flung you down. Telling you you were weak and nothing but a waste of his time.
Armitage had somehow found out and was furious. You hadn’t wanted him to know, knowing he’d risk his well being to tell Ren off for treating you in such a disrespectful way.
You remember how he’d ranted that he’d give Ren a piece of his mind but you’d beckoned him close and begged him not to put himself at risk, that you needed him now more than ever.
It was no longer about the first order, you cared little for the organisation you’d once been proud to be part of. Now you felt it was more of a prison, keeping you and Armitage from having a normal life.
Now as the week was nearly over you began to feel restless, you hadn’t seen your beloved in hours. Usually he checked in on you every few hours or sent a quick message from his holopad.
You couldn’t help shake this deep feeling of restlessness that was beginning to consume you so you got up and dressed yourself in your usual attire.
You grabbed your saber and hooked it to your belt, making your way to wherever your love might be.
As you walked you were certain the restless feelings were not yours, the closer you got to the command centre the stronger these feelings became. They were his, Armitage’s. Instead of taking the main route to come in through the front doors you took a short cut, mainly used by maintenance. It would bring you out of a small passageway to the side of the room. Perhaps you could slightly eavesdrop and what was going on.
Soon heard Armitage explaining what had happened. You saw now that his leg was bandaged and you felt worried at seeing him injured yet relieved he’d somehow come out of what happened alive.
You saw Pryde walk over to a stormtrooper.
You had enough experience in battle to know what was going to happen. You felt a rage burn inside of you. It bubbled up like a volcano. After everything your Armitage had done for the first order and now they were going to end him.
You propelled forward igniting your saber in the process.
The next thing Armitage saw was you appearing behind Pryde as he turned the blaster on him.
You brought your saber up and slashed Pryde deeply from the neck down to his hip.
He fell to the floor.
Without thinking you stood above him and drove your saber through his chest, ensuring he was dead.
Armitage staggered backwards in shock, the pain of his leg shooting up into his body. His countenance did not allow him to show that he was in pain though.
“Y/N! What are you... You saved me.”
“Armitage.” You looked at him, astounded at the way you had flown across the room and killed Pryde with such speed and ease. You didn’t know you were capable of such a feat.
The Troopers around you had backed off, clearly stunned by what had just happened.
You hurried towards your love, putting the saber away and taking his arm to help him, not that he required help but you knew that support from you meant more than anything.
“Armitage, my love.” You spoke softly hoping the troopers couldn’t hear.
“Take me back to your chambers.”
He nodded. Understanding you needed to talk in private.
“Dispose of him.” Hux gestured to Pryde as you and him left the room together.
Once back in Hux’s room you hurried to pack.
“I can’t believe he was going to kill me. Bastard!” Hux spat bitterly.
He suddenly noticed you packing a bag in the bedroom.
“What are you doing?” He walked over slowly and steadily to see you clearer.
“We need to leave my love. The other officers might turn on us when they find out what I’ve done.”
“Where will we go?” He asked, sounding skeptical.
“Anywhere!” You smiled reassuringly. You knew now you were strong enough to protect him. You two would leave and start a new life. It didn’t matter where, anywhere was better than here and as long as you two were together, nothing else mattered.
Armitage agreed to come, not that you’d of given him much of a choice and the two of you quickly left.
Sky Full Of Shooting Stars | Part I
Summary: You work for First Order and happen to be in a secret relationship with General Hux himself. When you find out some certain thing about your beloved man, you start to be seriously afraid of his life, and your own as well. Trying to come up with a backup plan, you show him all of affection and love he can get from you. Will the two of you survive the upcoming events?
Warnings: smut, tros spoiler
Words: 4006
Authors: Cass & Rouge
Soft, plate glass of long, metal table at which they sat shone in a light derived of a glowing sticks hanging under the ceiling.
Atmosphere was thick like a mist that could be cut with a sharp blade of knife.
Kylo Ren stood on the head of the table, his back facing all the people gathered in the room.
Hux cleared his throat a little and looked around the room, his eyes landed on you. He sent you a little smile, just a brief curl of his narrow lips, and soon his glance moved to General Pryde. Hux sent him a frown. Hux’s eyes were initially glued to your figure.
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hi!!!! could i request a Hux x reader where hux actually does leave with reader and the falcon? thanks bruv ugh they did hux dirty in ros 😔😔😔
AN: Anon, they did do our boy dirty. It’s been a while since I wrote anything so let’s see if I can actually still do it. I’m gonna throw it under a read more as it’s quite long. I hope you enjoy it! Thank you for requesting! Rise of Skywalker Spoilers in here…
WC: 2.9K
“We have a spy in our ranks,” Ren announced before aggressively slamming the severed head onto the black pristine surface. The clear verdant blood seeping from the jagged neck wound.
All members of The First Order High Command exchanged uncomfortable glances, yourself included. You sat to the right of Allegiant General Pryde, a vicious man with ice-cold eyes and eerily pale skin.
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Sky Full Of Shooting Stars | Part I
Summary: You work for First Order and happen to be in a secret relationship with General Hux himself. When you find out some certain thing about your beloved man, you start to be seriously afraid of his life, and your own as well. Trying to come up with a backup plan, you show him all of affection and love he can get from you. Will the two of you survive the upcoming events?
Warnings: smut, tros spoiler
Words: 4006
Authors: Cass & Rouge
Soft, plate glass of long, metal table at which they sat shone in a light derived of a glowing sticks hanging under the ceiling.
Atmosphere was thick like a mist that could be cut with a sharp blade of knife.
Kylo Ren stood on the head of the table, his back facing all the people gathered in the room.
Hux cleared his throat a little and looked around the room, his eyes landed on you. He sent you a little smile, just a brief curl of his narrow lips, and soon his glance moved to General Pryde. Hux sent him a frown. Hux’s eyes were initially glued to your figure.
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A new year with Hux
Rating: T
Pairing: Hux/Reader.
Summary: Drabble; Celebrating the start of a new year with Armitage Hux…sort of.
Word count: 262
Warnings: TROS spoilers. Implied smut is implied.
Notes: Takes place during TROS, and contains spoilers!
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I Take What I Want
Title: I Take What I Want
Rating: T
Pairing: Hux/Reader.
Summary: You followed the code of Ren. And you wanted nothing more than general Armitage Hux.
Word count: 1599
Warnings: DarkSide!Reader. Knight of Ren!Reader. TROS spoilers.
Notes: Takes place during TROS, and contains spoilers!
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prompt: “hands off her”
pairing: general hux x doctor!reader
ask: I love ur doctor!reader x hux fanfics and I was wondering if you could make one where they are in a relationship and hux is very in love with her? Based of “Hands off of her” pleasee?? Thanks 😆
word count: 1061
warnings: none
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Armitage Hux easily turned green.
Not because he was pale, or easily sea-sickened, he was just a little too protective at times.
It had only been a few months since you two decided to “date”, if you call regular cafe meetings and routine check-ups on the medbay a date, but you learned that he was very defensive when it came to his favorite doctor.
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Hello! May I please request a General Hux x reader where he ends up crash landing on an isolated planet and barely surviving until the reader, who is a Grey Jedi if you’d like, nurses him back to health (aside from his typical annoyance no matter what), with a bunch of tension and feelings if possible? Thank you! Can’t wait to see more of your works! ❤️
A/N: My first request of 2020, and my first request on this page! Some slight TROS spoilers but pretty vague. Maybe I will make a part two??? It was a lot of fun writing this one, enjoy!
Breathe…
Just breathe…
Silence.
Peace.
Y/n remained still, hands folded in their lap. Your eyes remained closed as the rocks surrounding you suspended in the air. The planet only had few inhabitants, y/n included, but it was nice. It was the perfect climate to continue training. Then suddenly, a crash.
Eyes open. The rocks that were once suspended around you hit the ground in a thud. You, however, slowly floated down landing softly on your feet. In the horizon you could see the smoke rising from the crash site. Curious, you made your way to the crash, hand hovering over your lightsaber just in case things went awry.
The first thing you see is ginger hair, then you see an insignia on their shoulder. Your first instinct is to defend yourself against the First Order officer, but then you see the blood. They were gripping onto their side, you could tell that they were seriously injured.
“Here…let me help you,” You say softly, reaching forward to help them up but you were met with their other arm swatting you away.
“I’m perfectly capable of getting up, thank you very much” they insisted. You rolled your eyes at their incompetence before grabbing them from their armpits to get them out of the ship. “My camp is not too far from here, that needs to be tended to,” you said as you helped them get to their feet. “I’m F/N L/N, what’s yours?”
“General Armitage Hux…or I was, before I was sent to this godforsaken spit of a planet,” he said, limping alongside you.
The time it took to return to camp was spent in silence mostly, him not wanting to explain much more about himself. Which was fair, as you didn’t tell him much about yourself either.
Hux groaned as you set him down on the makeshift cot you made for him, pulling up your medkit. “I’m going to have to look at your wound, you’re going to have to undress,” you said simply. Hux cocked an eyebrow, “Stars, I just met you and now you want me to take off my shirt? I’d rather not,”
So goddamn stubborn. Fantastic. My eyes cannot roll much further behind my head.
“You want to die? Because if I don’t help you, that is going to get infected,” you said sternly, crossing your arms. If he was going to be like this all the time, it was going to be tough. Hopefully she doesn’t kill him by the end of this.
It took some time, but Hux did eventually simmer down and allow you to tend to his wounds. It didn’t take long after when he laid himself down and passed out.
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A few days had passed, and you and Hux grew a little closer after the little spats every once in a while over miniscule things. His hand went over his side where he was bandaged up before looking up to see you doing some exercises with your lightsaber on a tree stump nearby. Perhaps he was starting to grow fond of you? There were very few that knew him outside his cold exterior, but that was because that was how he wanted it. Did that mean he had gone soft?
After all, he was now a nobody, so he had to move on after all the work he had put in to create a name for himself. Perhaps this was the way he was going to start this new life.
Hux walked up to y/n as they trained, making sure that he didn’t startle you while you were swinging your saber. You stopped what you were doing and looked at Armitage, jumping off the stump to be at his level. “Yes? Is there something you needed?” you asked, holstering your lightsaber.
“I just wanted to say…thank you,” he said, his hand going up and down his side, “I know it might not have sounded like I appreciated it before, but I don’t think anyone else would have done that for me,”
You gave a small nod, “Not many would,”
“One of these days, I’ll show you my gratitude,”
Bruised & Broken ][ Armitage Hux x Reader ][ Part One
Warning: Please keep in mind that throughout this story many themes are going to be mentioned that will be uncomfortable for some readers. Of course I’ll list what those topics will be before each part so that you are warned before reading.
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Trigger Warnings: blood, lacerations, mentions of physical harm done by another person, severe injuries, guns (if I’m missing any please let me know)
Tags: @edmunds-torch, @christmasallyearsthings
The sheets rustled as you stuffed from your sleep in your cramped quarters. You could hear shouting outside, the sounds of shoes crushing leaves under their and blasters being shifted in hands were enough to cause you to get up. You quickly threw on your jacket, buttoning it up so that nobody could see your plain green pajama shirt, and throwing on some boots without even bothering to replace your sweats with better pants.
The shouts began to get louder as the footsteps got closer to your quarters. With furrowed brows, you reached out for your blaster and shoved it into your belt that was sewed into the material of your jacket.
Without wasting another second you marched towards your door, throwing it open and stepping out into the warm air that surrounded you. Before you stood a few pilots that had seemed to just land on the base. Alongside them were Finn, Poe, and General Organa, as well as an unknown figure.
Their back was turned to you, clothes were torn and ginger hair completely out of place. Blood was scattered across their neck and any other visible skin on their body. Their greatcoat, which was practically torn to pieces, was falling off of their shoulders, allowing the clear uniform of the military regiment of the First Order to showcase itself.
Two pilots were holding their arms, another holding a blaster to their back as they followed General Organa to, what you assumed was the prisoner's cells. Poe and Finn trailed behind them all, keeping an eye out while watching to see if the prisoner made any move to escape.
You remainder standing by your door, assessing everything you saw and processing it. You could tell that whoever it was is a serious threat if they had to awaken General Organa from her sleep- which you had deducted due to the fact she was already in her nightwear as well as the time being 200 o'clock.
A voice had called out to you causing you to blink twice before shifting your gaze to the owner of said voice. Realizing it was Poe looking over towards you, waving a hand for you to join them, you carefully jogged forward before you stood by his side.
"Did we wake you Y/N?" Poe asked, his voice soft but firm as to not wake others. He had turned to look back at the prisoner, a scowl showing on his face and his jaw set tightly.
You tilted your head, observing the look upon Poe's face for a moment before you replied. "Yes, but that's no issue, I can fall asleep later," you waved off. "Who's the new prisoner? They must be important if you had to wake General Organa to escort them."
You heard the prisoner chuckle for a moment, and without even needing to see their face you knew that a smug grin was plastered on his face. You're eyes narrowed, huffing quietly.
The pilot behind them shoved his blaster against their back, scoffing. "I wouldn't be too proud of that," the pilot said, indicating the seriousness of his words by pressing the barrel farther into their back, causing them to wince. "That only means your treatment here is so much worse."
Poe let out a deep sigh, and you noticed that Finn had his jaw set. You were starting to get even more curious as to who this person was, but by the time Poe was about to reveal it you had reached the cell and General Organa was asking for Poe.
He gave you a side glance before walking to your General and following as she stepped off towards the side. Your attention then returned to what was taking place in front of you as the sound of keys and locks were being opened and twisted before the door of the cell opened.
The prisoner was pushed into the room, stumbling for a moment before they caught their balance and groaned, pain clearly shooting through their body. They turned around, revealing themselves as a man- although you predicted such, and even with his eyes currently closed, you could tell that they were cold and sharp.
When he opened them to reveal a blue-green color that would have sent you swooning had you not known that this person was clearly dangerous. Instead, you ignored the color of his eyes, and rather took in the icy gaze that was settled upon you. You wouldn't allow your e/c eyes to show it but a shiver of fear shot down your spine as you looked into his eyes.
You tore away from his gaze as General Organa called you over, asking to speak with you for a moment. You nodded, walking towards her and standing firm and tall.
She let out a gentle sigh, "I apologize for this sudden request Y/N, however, with the rest of our medical and guard staff sleeping I have to ask that you, Poe and Finn watch over him," she nodded towards the prisoner, "for the night."
You nodded. With no other prisoners in any cells at the base, all the guards were able to sleep for the night and you didn't want them to be awoken. God knows when was the last time they got a good night's sleep.
"Of course General Organa," you replied, voice form and a kind smile on your face. She returned it, placing a hand on your shoulder.
"Thank you Y/N," she whispered, patting you on the shoulder once before walking past you and returning to Poe and Finn, sharing a few more words with them. The pilots that had brought the prisoner had left, probably off to retire for the night since everything was now situated and the prisoner was locked in a cell.
While General Organa spoke to the other two you took the time to grab a nearby medkit and make your way over to the prisoner. You knew in the state that he was in there was no possible way of him escaping, or even attacking you. With that knowledge, you undid the extensive amount of locks before entering the cell.
You looked behind you once, catching Finn's gaze for a second- to which he took the time to nod at you in reassurance -before you turned back around to face the prisoner. Taking a step closer to him you felt yourself grown increasingly anxious, scared of what power he might really have.
You'd yet to know his rank or even his name, and the fact that you didn't recognize him was not help at all. Stopping in front of him you swallowed thickly before crouching down in front of him so you were level to his slumped body against the wall. Taking one last deep breath you placed the kit beside you, opening it and assessing its contents.
"Would you be so generous as to make this easy on the both of us, comply, and remove your greatcoat so that I can take care of any major wounds?" you asked, although never really looking for an answer.
It came silently when he began to remove his greatcoat, soft grunts and groans of pain leaving his lips as he shifted so that he could successfully remove clothing from his body. You sighed, gaining only a bit more of the skin on his neck and wrists.
"I'll heal the wounds I can see before I have to ask that you remove that uniform as well, and any other shirts that you have underneath," you informed, grabbing some bacta gel and placing it on a few of the noticeable cuts that were too deep to be cleaned with a smaller disinfecting wipe.
The man winced and made to shift away, only stopping when you looked up at him with a sharp glare. He let out a huff before settling back down and allowing you to apply the healing gel to his skin.
"Thank you," you whispered softly to him, finishing off with the last deep cut before you grabbed some removed the gloves you had put on.
The man had furrowed his brows as you whispered, looking at you curiously. "For what?" he asked. His voice was deeper than you had expected, rougher and a little quieter than you thought, but you assumed that was from the exhaustion.
You rolled your eyes. "For complying," you answered, "you're making it easier for me to get my job done."
The man nodded before closing his eyes as the stinging finally subsided. You took the time to prepare some bandages, knowing that it'll be needed for whatever else you were about to witness.
"If you could?" you asked, nodding to his uniform. He got the point and began removing it, slowly as to not agitate any of his wounds and cause them to begin to bleed again. It was when he successfully removed the uniform to the side and tossed it that you noticed the rank on its sleeve.
You couldn't help the quiet gasp that left your lips, knowing that it was the First Order's General insignia. The silver piping and black stripes seemed to shine as if the stars were reflecting off it, but it was only like that in your head because to everyone else it was just a dull marking on a uniform.
Eyes wide, you looked back at the man you had been taking care of. You couldn't help but grit your teeth, wanting to stop helping him altogether and let him suffer now that you realized that he was General Hux of the first order.
You'd heard about him before. What he's done was nothing short of horrific. He's urged for the murder of millions, he commanded the Star Killer ship and was now a commander on the Finalizer. Your jaw seemed to clench as you looked back at him, your e/c eyes no longer having any hint of softness in it. Instead, it was a stone-cold glare now.
Hux scoffed, knowing the look all too well. His black undershirt had been removed as well, showing his battered torso and chest. Bruises were littered along his skin, cuts were engraved into it, and old scars seemed to be present among others. Lacerations and puncture wounds, abrasions were also noticeable on his skin, but the most noticeable sign of damage was a burn that was blistering on his shoulder.
It looked older than some of his other scars, but still fresh enough to only be a day old. It was nothing like you had ever seen before, and it looked as though it was untreated, or at least not treated carefully. You knew it would leave a horrible scar.
"Would you be so kind as to stop staring and continue with the needed treatment?" Hux asked in a condescending tone, his eyes slightly narrowed and his expression bored.
You huffed, shaking your head at his tone and grabbing the needed materials to continue with your bandaging. "I'm surprised you haven't gone to the infirmary yet," you said, tending to a laceration on his stomach. Your fingers were soft as they brushed against his pale torso.
You took the time to silently notice his frame. He wasn't too muscular, nothing like a six-pack or such, but you could tell he was rather strong. Although not muscular he did have a lean but firm build. He most certainly didn't look weak, seeing as he was able to take the pain that was inflicted on him, and the stinging you were causing, without screaming.
Without helping it you also took the time to look at his face, taking in the hair that fell on his forehead, and the dried blood that was around his lip, nose, and eyebrow. You sighed, having no clue how somebody could take so many hits and bruises without so much as whimpering. The only sounds that left his lips were winces, groans, and grunts, and even they weren't nearly as loud as you thought they should be.
Shaking your head once more you looked into his eyes. "Turn around," you ordered which made him grin slightly- although barely recognizable. You scoffed, rolling your eyes. "Just do it so I can see your back."
After cleaning the majority of his wounds and wrapping them up in bandages you had one left. With a sigh, you asked him to turn back around and frowned as you examined it once more. A soft yawn left your lips, the tiredness you were feeling groaning more with every passing second.
You rubbed your eyes after making sure nothing that would sting resided on your hands. Focusing back on the burn at his shoulder, you tilted your head to the side. You had absolutely no idea as to what could cause a wound like this to appear.
Unsure what to even use on it you decided that some bacta gel and a bandage would have to suffice until a medic examined it in the morning. You went to apply the bacta to the wound when a hand reached up and quickly grasped your wrist. You looked at Hux, your brows furrowed for a second. You would have felt fear had you not recognized the absolute horror on his face.
"Don't," he pleaded. "I don't think I'd be able to hold back the screams if you applied it to this one," he whispered, his blue-green eyes wavering in fear.
"I have to," you replied. "If I don't this will become infected and the pain will be so much worse," you explained, looking around for a moment before you grabbed his discarded uniform. You handed it to him, urging for him to grab it. "Bite into this to silence your screams. I'll be as gentle as I can," you assured.
He nodded hesitantly, swallowing and biting into the material of his uniform. You looked at him before returning to his shoulder and carefully applying the bacta gel. You had yet to spread it but already you could feel Hux tense.
Carefully you began to spread it over the wound, his hand reaching out instinctively and latching onto the front of your jacket, gripping it so tightly that his knuckles turned white. His screams were muffled by the uniform, but not well enough. They sounded just as loud as it would if he were yelling straight into your ear.
You winced, finally finishing with applying the gel before you backed away. Looking at Hux you could see the clear tears that shined in his eyes. He didn't let them fall, but the fact that they were there was enough to show his clear discomfort.
You frowned, looking back at the burn before grabbing the bandages and wrapping it across his chest and over his shoulder. Now he only winced a little, but still, they were sharp enough to get his pain across.
"What caused this?" you asked yourself in a soft whisper. It was loud enough for Hux to hear, but it wasn't really a question meant for him.
He had answered it anyways, his teeth clenched all the whole, "a lightsaber," he whispered, panting.
"A lightsaber?" you questioned, your brows furrowing as you finally secured the bandage. You finally finished but made no move to get up, confused as to who's lightsaber did this. Rey hadn't gone on any mission lately. She was busy training.
As though he read your mind, Hux answered, "Kylo Ren," and sighed, slumping against the wall once more.
"Kylo Ren?" you asked again. "But why, you're his General?" you questioned, confused.
Hux huffed, "we've never once got along. Most of these scars are from him and my-" he cut himself off, clearing his throat. He didn't finish his sentence.
You didn't push further, nodding your head and closing the kit. "I'll see to it that these get checked in the morning, or sometime in the afternoon," you reply, turning to walk out of the cell.
"Thank you," Hux called out. It wasn't like him to thank somebody, and it shocked himself as to why he had. He had to blame it on the exhaustion and the fact that for once he had felt cared for when you cleaned his wounds.
Without turning around you replied, "don't thank me. I was just following orders." Hux's face hardened, his eyes growing cold and dark once more as you walked out of the cell and locked it carefully.
You didn't spare him a glance again, walking past Poe and Finn- who had remained by the cell as you took care of Hux. You placed the kit back where you had found it before slumping against a nearby tree and closing your eyes, yawning once more.
Poe and Finn shared a glance between one another, sharing a silent message to leave you alone. They both turned back to look at Hux whose gaze was directly on you, a hand clenched in a fist by his side as his nose twitched in anger. The two turned back to look at you once more.
You were still sat against the tree, and to anybody else, it would seem as though you had fallen asleep, however, in reality, that was far from the truth. You were in deep thought and conflict. On one hand, you had just healed one of the most dangerous human being in the galaxies, but on another, you couldn't help but concentrate on his words.
"Most of these scars are from him and my-" and his what? It was driving you mad. Had he misspoken? You knew that wasn't the case, and yet you shouldn't be caring as much as you did. It didn't matter what or how he got those scars because after what he did to all those innocent people, giving the order to murder thousands, it shouldn't be affecting you so much. You shouldn't be caring. Yet you did, and it would knaw at you for the rest of the night.
You were thankful that you didn't look at his face when you had told him that you were only following an order. You didn't think you could handle seeing the hurt that he had masked under a cold glare. Guilt and pity would have chewed you from the inside out till you apologized to him, and Hux was the last person that deserved forgiveness.
Impulsive and Idiotic (NSFW)
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Summary: In your memory, there was a massive, crater-sized hole in Hux’s chest, smoke billowing out of it in pillars. But you knew that couldn’t be true–after all, in this same memory, you, a complete stranger to him, rushed and crumbled at his side, and pressed your hand to the wound, seeking out life in his eyes.
Words: 3800
Warnings: Face-fucking
Characters: Armitage Hux x Reader
A/N: I had promised my very good friend @tonictransistor a fix-it fic if Hux ended up possibly biting the bullet in Episode IX. So, Tora, here you go. This is the scene that ended up on the cutting room floor, along with all of the other good parts of the movie, probably (hyuck hyuck hyuck).
I love you so much. I hope this eases your pain, a bit. And I hope any other Hux lovers enjoyed it, as well. <3
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For the First Order - Part 2
Fandom: Star Wars
Pairing: Reader x Armitage Hux
Warnings: This contains SPOILERS for TROS and smut
A/N: I had to do a part two both for myself and all those who requested it lol, this is more gratuitous smut than it is plot lmao.
Word Count: 1.7 k Read Part One
You had landed on Ithor in a covered part of the jungle to keep your First Order ship hidden, Hux helped you relax until you gained your strength back. He realized you would have to go into town without him since your outfit had no direct First Order relation and he had badges and patches and pins galore that screamed he was a General. A weird perk to having been stripped of your ranks aside from the title.
It didn’t take long to find a place to live in, you unloaded the ship of all necessities and then pushed it with the force into a deep lake inside the forest where no one would ever find it. You both get on the speeder you had purchased and ride to your new house. It’s strange having all these new things and possessions, all this stuff that was yours and not just First Order issued necessities and living quarters.
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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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Protector - Hux x Reader
A/N: I was thinking about this little drabble while out and about, wanted to write it down before I forget about it. Imagine you are the daughter of Allegiant General Pryde and you and Hux are really close due to similar abusive upbringing. It is rather unfortunate, but even through the traumatic experiences you’ve found solace in one another. TRIGGER WARNING: Abuse, Public Humiliation
A large thud could be heard throughout the bridge as a body was brought to the ground. You could taste copper from the blood coming out of your lower lip. Eyes closed, you had kept yourself quiet as the comments aimed at you continued. The bridge was silent, the only voice resonating was the formidable Allegiant General Pryde.
“I had given you simple instructions, Y/n. And you couldn’t even do THAT! I’m ashamed to have you as a daughter!” he said, hands behind his back.
You coughed, turning your aching body to attempt getting up. A boot was met with your stomach and you let out a yelp in response. You couldn’t let your father see you cry, otherwise the humiliation would worsen.
General Hux had emerged onto the base after a debriefing with some of the other officers to see the horrific scene before him. It had given flashbacks of when he was child being abused by his father and his friends, Pryde being one of them. He had also experienced watching Y/n being abused as well, so seeing you in this state made his blood boil.
“Allegiant General,” Hux said, his voice booming in the bridge, “That is enough,”
Pryde looked up at Hux, setting down his foot. “I was setting an example for the rest of the officers, General. You have no right to interfere,”
Your breathing was steady, finally able to open your eyes to see your protector standing before you. Hux knelt down and rested a hand on your arm, “Can you stand?”
You nodded slowly, your hand reaching for his as he helped you up. “I suggest you take some time in your office to reflect. You’ve already taken too much of a toll on the officers today,” Hux said as he turned to walk you away from the bridge.
Smiling, you placed your other hand on his chest, “Thank you, Armitage,” you said as you rested your head on his shoulder.
“It’s nothing, Y/n. You do not deserve that treatment. No one does,”
Hux took you to your quarters, resting you slowly on your bed. You winced, gripping onto your stomach where your father kicked you. “I’m going to call for a medical droid, want to make sure that there is no internal bleeding,” he said standing up, but you stopped him.
“No … later. For now … I just want to have you here with me,” you said softly.
He gave a nod, “Alright, my dear,” he said as he lay beside you, his hand resting on yours.
Your father was going to have a taste of his own medicine one day…but for now, he was there for you.