I commissioned @klodwig.bsky.social to create a gif of Hux poking blob!Kylo from 'With friends like these, who needs enemas?' and MY GOD, the wiggles are ADORABLE! π€π€π€
Fic link: archiveofourown.org/works/74646331
It's giving 'Robin Hood meets court jester'
THE FACE OF REGRET
Hux has a pre-programmed light display that makes the entire starboard side of the Finalizer say "I told you so" when Kylo is returning from an unsuccessful mission.
Of course they do, that's where all the spiciest wildlife is!
He's determined that the kids ARE going to have fun this year.
TAIL π€©π
The report I'm talking about is appendix F on the public consultation page: www.england.nhs.uk/long-read/cl...
I don't think that's how medical interventions are supposed to be managed? If something mitigates harm NOW, and there's no evidence that it causes harm LATER... go for it! Absolutely keep doing studies to make sure it's overall beneficial, but medicine is time-sensitive - don't deny people care NOW.
Even if you take the report at face value, it's claiming there's no evidence of harm OR benefit from prescribing hormones to 16-17 year olds with gender dysphoria, but admitting there IS a risk of harm from NOT offering this treatment.
Therefore they're going to stop offering hormone treatment????
Not shown: the dashing Mr Solo emerging from the lake, shirt drenched and see-through, showing his impressive chest.
Yeah, that does suck. Like, I imagine being into DunkAerion from A Knight of the Seven Kingdoms, but NOT being into A/B/O would be nightmarish.
YUP. Am having this experience when attending webinar training on one of our key systems. Guy asked an AI to come up with a name for a field that ALREADY HAD A PERFECTLY GOOD AND OBVIOUS NAME. And he spent more time politely greeting the chatbot than asking his question
You're doing fine. Everyone has kinks, tropes or topics they don't enjoy, even with their favourite pairing (miss me with those daddy kink / age play fics, no thank you).
He does remember to be more specific when he asks Hux for stuff in the bedroom though. Well. After the time he suggested using toys and Hux brought in Millicent's fluffy porglet-on-a-string.
Hux congratulates Trudgen, agreeing that he is indeed perfectly suited to the job of 'muppet villain'
OH MY GOD YES
Listen, I see tentacles, I gotta write SOMETHING (even if it took me a whole week π)
"Don't worry. I'll give you everything you're imagining," he promises, winding a tentacle up Hux's trembling thigh, sliding it between his legs to cup the bulge forming there. He pauses. "But I want something in return."
"W-" Hux swallows. "What?"
"Stop kriffing TREADING on me!"
"From the moment you realised I had all these under my cloak, you've wanted me to bind you, touch you, make you writhe and moan, play with your body until you're weeping with overstimulation."
Hux is looking at him in terror, helplessly seen, entirely at Kylo's mercy now that he knows his secret.
Testing his theory, he flexes around Hux, squeezing him a little tighter, spreading his limbs a little further apart.
Hux's breath hitches. "Stop that," he orders, but his voice is reedy.
Kylo caresses his flushed cheek with the tip of a tentacle. "You don't want me to stop," he murmurs.
It's... something else. Something complex. Desire mixed with shame.
"You were trying to provoke me," Kylo says, head tilting slowly. "You were... curious. Interested."
Hux grits his teeth. His pulse is speeding up, Kylo can feel it thudding into the tentacle coiled snuggly around his neck.
Hux doesn't respond, just glares at him, so Kylo extends his senses, brushing against Hux's mind. This is cheating really, but if Hux is going to be stubborn, Kylo will have to search out answers for himself.
To his surprise, the uppermost emotion he encounters is not 'xenophobic outrage'.
Hux splutters. "Unhand me!"
Kylo smirks, winding his tentacles further around Hux, waiting for the moment his captive notices that none of the limbs holding him could be described as 'hands'.
"You know what I mean!" Hux fumes. "Release me!"
"Not until you tell me why you keep stepping on me!"
His tentacles unfurl, extending in a flash and catching Hux around the waist, the arm, the neck. He lifts him easily, more tentacles coiling around his legs to hold him completely immobile.
"WHAT is your problem?" he hisses. "Is it so hard to watch where you put your big clumsy feet?"
invariably the tip of a tentacle will end up squished under Huxβs boot.
He finally snaps on their way to a hangar. Hux was lecturing him, elegant hands gesticulating, when Kylo felt that familiar lurch as he tried to move a tentacle just as a boot landed on it.
Irritation overtakes him.
It doesn't hurt, exactly - Hux is far too slight for that. Phasma in her armour, now THAT might hurt, but the Captain keeps a respectable distance, like everyone else manages to. Except Hux.
Even when Kylo makes a special effort to stay out of stomping range,
but they spill out at the bottom to support him, and Hux ALWAYS manages to step on them.
When they're walking down a corridor beside each other - TREAD! When they're discussing (arguing) on the bridge - TREAD! When they stand shoulder to shoulder to report to Snoke - TREAD!
General Hux keeps stepping on Kylo's tentacles.
At first Kylo thinks it's accidental. Hux, irritating little man that he is, makes a habit of getting too close, sneering or shouting right up in his face. Kylo keeps his tentacles politely hidden under his robes, of course,
I think about this sign a lot