Loki: I Have A Black Belt.

Loki: I have a black belt.

Jane: In Judo? Tae Kwon Do? Karate?

Loki: From Gucci.

Impulsive and Idiotic (NSFW)

Read on AO3.

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

Keep reading

Knowledge (Dad!Tony x Reader + Loki x Reader) Pt. 5

Part 1  Part 2  Part 3  Part 4

@dovies666  @mymourningtea @parkerrpeterr @desdestiny @blackmaylovesfries @m4shtyx @bry-97  @hams-corner

You were an unexpected surprise. The defining moment. The collision of stars that slammed into me hard and sent my neat little world plummeting into the ocean. I never expected it to be you, you know? But it is you. It’s all you. And now there’s no looking back. ~ Beau Taplin // The Defining Moment

Keep reading

I KNOW.

general hux x doctor!reader

[TROS SPOILERS]

word count: 709

a.n.: kk imagine if the blaster shot wasn’t fatal and he survived. another fine addition to my doctor!reader fics while i finish up the next part of The Captive and all of my other requests. merry christmas if you celebrate!

warnings: angst

________

“Patch him up quickly, he’s supposed to be heading to interrogation, Pryde wants him dead.”

“What? Dead? Mitaka, I’m not sure I’m following.”

“Ask him yourself, looks like he’s waking up now.”

General Hux’s ginger lashed fluttered open only to see two blurry figures hovering over him. As the shock wore off, the wound in his abdomen flared with pain. He must have gotten knocked out by the impact of him falling on the ground, a concussion starting to ache in the back of his skull. Without his greatcoat he was uncomfortably cold, and a mysterious breeze kept him shivering.

“Thank you for bringing him to me, I’ll fix him up. Come back in an hour.”

“Yes ma’am.”

One of the figures disappeared from his vision and he closed his eyes again. Hux realized that the breeze was coming from his body being wheeled on a gurney at intense speed, his final destination surely the medbay.

“Stay in there General.” That voice was unmistakably yours, his favorite doctor aboard the ship. He sighed with relief, and he swore that he could feel some of the pain leave his body.

He tried to tell you something, but you shushed him and shouted at the nurses and doctors in the medbay to get out of the way and prepare an operating room.

Strong hands lifted his nearly limp body unto a table and begun poking and prodding him, no doubt preparing him for his second surgery this week.

This time it was much more of a life-or-death moment, however.

“Everybody out. I need a minute alone. Stay close as I’ll need every hand to help with operating,” you demanded, and the nurses shuffled out of the room quickly with a “yes ma’am.”

You whirled around and slammed a hand on a tray with some tools. “General, what the hell happened?”

His eyes widened and he turned his head to look at you. Tears sparkled in your eyes partnered with a look of rage on your face.

“I can’t say. It’ll put you in danger.” He wheezed.

You shook your head. “No. No, no, no. You have to tell me everything. Since when do you withhold information from me?” You yelled.

“Since it puts you in danger! You are perfectly safe not knowing!” He raised his voice, causing you to flinch slightly. Even thought he was completely vulnerable on the operating table, he still held the same power as always.

You reached out and took his hand with your gloved one. “Please, Armitage. Why does Pryde want to kill you?”

He grimaced. “When does he not?”

“Hux.” You squeezed his hand. “Tell me.”

The general couldn’t meet your eyes. “I’m a traitor. I fed the resistance information.”

Your silenced edged him on.

“I helped the pilot and FN218 escape. General Pryde found out.” This time, he held your hand tighter. “I am a traitor.”

His words echoed in the small room. Each word seemed to inflict more damage to his wounds.

“I know.”

Green eyes shot up to meet yours. “What?”

“I’m surprised it’s taken them this long to figure it out.”

He tore his hand away. “How- how did you know?”

You sigh. “Hux, you’re not very good at hiding things.”

“Are you,” he paused, calculating his next words, “mad at me?”

You shook your head and patted his arm. “No. I’m not mad that you fed the resistance information. I’m just mad that you got hurt doing it.” You eyed the blaster wound and he shrugged.

“Once you’re out of surgery, we can talk more. I’m not letting you go to interrogation.”

He laughed. “If you do that, they’ll kill you too. Helping the traitor?”

You smile softly and whisper in his ear. “If it’s helping you, I’ll do anything.”

Hux turned his head and caught your lips as you bent up, his hand making its way to your cheek to hold you there. After a few moments, he let go.

“If they take me, I just want to let you know I-“

You silence him with your words. “Shut up. Tell me when you wake up”

And with that you wave the nurses and assistant doctors back in and start the operation on your wounded general.

[MOBILE POST]

MASTERLIST

*These are all just some of my favorite Loki fics, none of them are mine*

FICS A Night In Asgard Reason For This More Than Enough Sweet Bad Press Frostbite I Mourned You A Cage of Golden Glass Pleasing You Oh So Subtle! Betrothed His One and Only Dirty Thoughts A Lifetime of Waiting Hot ‘N Cold An Arrangement Soothing Hands Jotun!Loki Loki Muse Low-Key Just A Little Seven Days, Seven Books Undeniable Bath With Loki Hidden Feelings It Is All Lies Relax Smirk

HEADCANONS Dating Loki How Loki Deals With You Being Pregnant Loki With a Very Tight S/O

BLURBS One Life

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.

—————————————

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,”