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does it kinda annoy/bother anyone else how easily people just k*ll people in star wars
like i’m not the most lawful good person there is or anything but the fact they just shoot people without a second thought is just off
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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,”
Decides to hop on a bandwagon on insta with the GOA art style thingy😌👌🏻 honestly I think I will give it another shot cause I'm not overly proud with this one but I still love it. I rarely do lineless stuff so this was a quick practice piece!❣️
Hope y'all like it too👌🏻
@matrixdragon Yes, in Star Wars the dark side works like a illness, the more you use it the harder it gets to use the light side and eventually impossible.
Still, one story in Star Wars with Grey Jedi breaking those rules would be interesting for me. That will be sth fresh and it will bring new perspective for Star Wars.
Darth Revan & Bastila (accepting both sides of the Force)
I love this story
Fanfiction net. Dark Destyny
Revan was silent for a minute, then said, "You have been misled by your so-called teachers. Light Side, Dark Side, you see them only as good and evil. In truth, they are so much more."
"Oh? Then what are they?" Bastila asked incredulously.
Revan began to explain his philosophy. "The Light Side is the, shall we say, wider area of the Force. It consists of the, for lack of a better word, 'higher' emotions. Selflessness, self-sacrifice, compassion. All of them are very positive things. But the Light Side ignores the more human emotions. If you limit oneself to the Light Side, you lose touch with your natural emotions."
Bastia had to interrupt. "Even if I believe you, which I don't, isn't that a good thing? Human emotions, selfish emotions; they only bring down a Jedi in the end. That's why we keep them under control, so our judgement is not clouded."
Revan shook his head. "You misunderstand. Many more basic emotions are not selfish. Personal love and happiness are not, but they form part of the Dark Side. You have been raised, Bastila, to see the Light and Dark Sides to firmly represent good and evil, but you are wrong. Yes, anger and rage are part of the Dark Side, but so are love and passion. No, the Dark Side is not evil, it only comes from natural, human emotions."
Bastila considered his words. It was an interesting philosophy, but she knew Revan was either lying, or deluded.
"I am not deluded, Bastila. In fact, I will be your first Master who is not. The Jedi have it all wrong, Bastila. The danger is not using the Dark Side. No, the danger is becoming too limited on one side of the Force. Only focusing on the Dark Side can lead to your anger and greed consuming you. That is what happened to Malak."
For the first time, there was a hint of regret in Revan's voice. Did he feel remorseful for what had become of his friend? Maybe he...no, Sith felt no remorse. Whatever Revan said, they were evil, and Bastila knew that.
"On the other hand, becoming blind to all but the Light Side is also very dangerous. Over time, you lose touch with your humanity. In the end, you become nothing more than an emotionless puppet. Eventually, you stop truly caring about those you protect. You start to help others only out of a sense of duty, and deep down, you don't actually care anymore."
@thatsastepladder
Gray Jedi are problematic because classic Star Wars is a fairy tale. A characteristic feature of fairy tales is the victory of good over evil. So the main story should be about that.
To use the dark side, you must dedicate yourself to it. The dark side is tempting and if you are under its control, you cannot use the light side. The Dark Side is like a drug or a classical disease. Therefore, it is almost impossible to use it without falling to the dark side.
This is supposed to be Yan Dooku from The 212th Attack Battalion’s Guide to Staging Rescues but I guess he also passes as Thorin Oakenshield if he cut his hair.
My oc
Rico Zedda
Letting his emotions take over. Letting himself transform half way.
Rico Zedda (Oc)
Stopped caring past midnight.
Rex hugging Rico Zedda
Rico Zedda, wings don’t wait for an answer.
His and his lovers first little miracle.
One of many forms Rico Zedda can transform into
Rico Zedda with his youngest daughter, Quinn Zedda-Fett.