#thanisson

[hux-and-gay]

I used to do this thing where I would take a list of characters that I liked (such as Star Wars characters) and then I would take a list of roles from a musical. Then I would get a random generator and use that generator to randomly select the characters I had chosen and cast them as random roles in the musical. As if they were being forced to play those characters and I had no control over who they were cast as.

Things could get pretty hilarious. you could have something like Han gets cast as the spouse of Vader and C3PO gets cast as their child.

So I thought I had never really done it with the sequels characters so I decided why not? I did it With Hamilton because that’s a musical most people know but I could do other ones in the future. It turned out even funnier then I could possibly have imagined.

Now without further ado

HAMILTON BUT PURE CHAOS

Our Star of the show is none other the Snoke

And who is his rival that will eventually best him in a duel sending him to his death?

Princess Leia Organa! And honesty? Good for her. (All the extras are storm troopers)

Now who is the famous, Faboulous, Marquis De Lafayette…. it’s Pryde… ugh

Suddenly Lafayette is no longer cool

Now who are Snoke and Pryde’s Besties? Phasma is now Laurence (so she dies 😔) and Kylo is Mulligan, honestly I can see him as mulligan

So this friend group is just the first order? Good to know

Now who is the responsible, put together, and not reckless at all, general to lead them all?

It’s Han Solo playing George Washington! So in character right? Now he’s Snoke’s mentor and president of the United States… interesting

But there’s always a loyalist so who gets to be my beloved Samuel Seabury?

Armitage Hux! I was actually very happy with this paring I literally a wrote a parody to farmer refuted from Hux’s POV a few weeks ago, it’s just so funny

Now who is the King that Hux is so graciously supporting, the antagonist of the whole story? Well it’s none other then Poe Dameron, everyone’s favorite imperialist

And of course Snoke still needs more enemies, so who is the incompetent general that sucks so bad he gets left behind?

Charles Lee is now Luke Skywalker! “I’m a general WEEEEEE” But I mean hey man not everyone can say they got shot by Phasma in a duel.

and of course we can’t forget Snoke’s big act 2 rival Thomas Jefferson who is being played by none other then C3PO!

and Jefferson is nothing without his best friend James Madison played by Dopheld Mitaka!

Honestly this one is a pretty good casting

Now here’s where it gets interesting… if it hasn’t already…

The Schuyler Sisters

Yeah you saw that right, forget Angelica Eliza and Peggy, Now we have Palpatine Rey and Finn! So that not only makes them sisters but it also means that Snoke and Rey are married and have children which is a terrifying thought

And not only that but it also means that Snoke and Palpatine were in love but Palpatine let him marry his sister instead but they still continue their emotional affair through the letters they send to eachother

Aren’t snoke and Palpatine basically the same person technically???? I guess they have a type

but of course, we can’t forget the Schuyler sisters wonderful father Philip, oops sorry I meant Thanisson

so yes somehow Thanisson is the father of Palpatine Rey and Finn. Makes sense? No? Perfect, moving on

Speaking of Philip, Snoke and Rey’s Aforementioned child of the same name, is now being played by Rose Tico

Which means, as you can see in this photo here, she dies in her duel with George Eacker. But who might you ask is George Eacker?

It’s BB-8 of course!

Because BB-8 decided to shit talk snoke he got in a duel with Rose, and won. BB-8 kills rose.

Now there’s something missing, we all know the story, Snoke can’t stay faithful to his wife. so who is the poor soul that has to play Mariah Reynolds? A woman being used by her husband to extort snoke by having her keep up an affair with him?

It’s Cardinal, I’m so sorry. He isn’t prepared for this 😭 this image is so cursed. Funny enough though Maria is known for wearing red.

Anyway who is Cardinal’s manipulative husband who is blackmailing snoke?

It’s Brendol Hux, James Reynolds is Brendol Hux. I’m so sorry Cardinal but this is perfect casting. Truly and ass hole in every universe

and of course who is the doctor that is just trying to keep shit together through this whole play? BEHOLD THE MIGHTY GONK!

(I couldn’t find any pictures on Google of the doctor)

If you got this far, I hope you enjoyed it and are severely disturbed!!! Let me know if you’re interested in me doing more.

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[the-fiction-witch]

Willing Mode P2

Media - Star Wars The Force Awakens Character - Petty Officer Thanisson Couple - Thanisson X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating 17+ Semi Nudity/ Sexual discussion Word Count 1176

Thannison went about his daily routine, working on the ship and tending to his duties. But every morning, after his shower, he made a point to visit Y/n's stasis pod. He would stand there, looking down at her peaceful face, reading her dreams and learning more about her with each passing day. Even though she couldn't hear him or respond, Thannison felt a deep connection to the girl before him. He would talk to her softly, sharing his own thoughts and feelings, hoping that somehow, somehow, she could hear him. And whenever he felt that familiar ache between his legs, he would reach out, touching himself as he imagined Y/n's body writhing beneath his own, He would bring them both to climax. Thannison knew that waking her up was not an option, only she could do that herself, but that didn't stop him from wishing for it every day.

He went down as usual this morning leaning on the freshly cleaned pod glass from yesterday's session. "Good morning Y/n… Humm what did you dream last night my angel?" Thannison's eyes widened as he read Y/n's dream, a soft smile on his lips. He couldn't help but feel a sense of longing for the life it described a house by a waterfall, children running around, playing and laughing. It was the kind of life he had always wanted, but had never quite found. “Ah Y/n,” he sighed, leaning closer to the pod.

“You have such beautiful dreams. I wish I could be in them with you.” For a moment, Thannison allowed himself to imagine what it would be like to live that life with Y/n by his side. “Every morning, I come here,” he whispered, his voice filled with emotion. “I watch you sleep, and I read your dreams. You're the most beautiful thing in my life, Y/n. I promise I'll make all your dreams come true.” Thannison leaned in closer, pressing his lips against the glass of the pod. “I love you,” he breathed, his words filled with sincerity and longing. He gave the glass above her head a kiss and pulled away from the pod, his lips still tingling from the kiss he had placed on the glass. He took one last look at Y/n, his heart aching with the desire to be with her, to hold her in his arms and make love to her until neither of them could breathe. With a heavy heart, Thannison turned and walked away from the pod, heading off to work.

As he went about his day, his mind was preoccupied with thoughts of Y/n. He imagined her waking up, opening her eyes and seeing him there, ready to start their life together. But for now, he would continue to visit her every morning, talking to her, making love to her in his mind, and dreaming of the day when they could finally be together.

Once done with his work he went back to his quarters and he sat in his room eating dinner just a plain bowl of pasta watching TV. But he suddenly got an alert.

Thannison's eyes widened as he read the alert on his watch. Motion detected. He knew that only one person could have triggered it - Y/n.

His heart raced with excitement and anticipation, wondering what she was doing, and if she was finally ready to wake up. Quickly, he stood up, tossing his bowl into the sink. He rushed over to her pod, his heart pounding in his chest as he approached. Thannison's eyes widened in shock as he entered the room, finding Y/n's pod empty. His heart raced with excitement and anticipation, wondering where she had gone and what she was doing. He followed the wet footprints on the floor, leading him out of the room and into the main area of the ship.

“Y/n?” he called out, his voice trembling with emotion. “Y/n, are you there?” He searched every corner of the ship, looking for any sign of her. Following any alerts the ship picked up.

Thannison's breath caught in his throat as he saw Y/n standing on the entertainment deck, her body dripping with water from the stasis pod. She was wearing only a long crew shirt, which clung to her wet skin, revealing every curve of her body. Her hair was damp and hung down, sticking to the shirt slightly.

“Hello Y/n,” he whispered, his voice barely above a whisper. “You're awake.”

"Hello?" Y/n turned to face him, tilting her head slightly in confusion. Her voice was soft and gentle, like a melody he had been waiting to hear for months.

“Hey there, beautiful,” he said, stepping closer to her. He reached out, gently brushing a strand of wet hair from her face, his fingers trailing down her cheek. “I've missed you so much, Y/n.”

"… Who are you?" Y/n asked rather puzzled,

Thannison's heart sank as he realized Y/n didn't recognize him. He had been so caught up in the moment that he hadn't even considered the fact that she had no idea who he is. “Uh, I'm Thannison,” he stammered, trying to compose himself. “I'm…well… kinda… your… your boyfriend.” He took a deep breath, trying to muster up the courage to tell her everything that had happened while she was in stasis. “I know it's a lot to take in, but I promise I'll explain everything. I just want you to be okay with me.”

"ooh… I don't recall having a boyfriend…" She said rather confused,

“Well I uhhh… I��ve been the one… you know… Playing around with you, while you’ve been in stasis.”

“…Oh!” It clicked, “That was you?”

“Yeah, you uhh you're not angry right?”

“…well, I guess not. I did put it on willing mode I just didn’t think anyone actually would.” she explained, “I did have alot of fun, So? You wanna be my boyfriend then?” she laughed,

“Trust me, Y/n,” he said, his voice dripping with confidence. “You and I were meant to be together. I know it might seem strange, but deep down, you must feel it too.” He took her hand in his, gently caressing her palm with his thumb. “Look, I know this is a lot to take in,” he said, his voice softening. “But I've been waiting for this moment for so long.” He took a step closer to her, his eyes locked on hers. “but please, just give me a chance.

without warning she grabbed him and kissed him

As their lips met, Thannison felt a surge of emotion wash over him. He had waited so long for this moment, and now that it was here, he knew that he couldn't let go. He wrapped his arms around her waist, pulling her closer to him. His tongue darted into her mouth, exploring every inch of hers.

she pulled back with a wide smile, "You're cute and very sweet. And I’d be more than happy to start this new life with a cute new boyfriend."

“I love you so much!” He screamed picking her up and spinning her around in his arms kissing all over her, “Come on, let's get you nice and cosy Y/n.”

[tomatette]

Hey, have some stupid movie poster edits. Here's the first one. No one asked for this, I know. I'm sorry. Kind of.

Part I / II / III / IV

[jaynesilver]

Well, hey there, sweet Tumblr anon! I so enjoyed your ask yesterday that I felt compelled to write something for this little rarepair ship. I hope you enjoy it - I certainly enjoyed writing it. Nice things should happen for Mitaka and Thanisson. Chapters: 1/1 Fandom: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy Rating: Teen And Up Audiences Warnings: No Archive Warnings Apply Relationships: Dopheld Mitaka/Thanisson Characters: Dopheld Mitaka, Thanisson (Star Wars), Armitage Hux Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Friends to Lovers, Mutual Pining, Shyness, Crushes, First Kiss, Hurt/Comfort, Fluff Summary: Thanisson narrowly survives the escape of FN-2187, and Mitaka realizes just how much he cares for his friend.

[skylarstark4826]

I loved this beautiful Fanart of the ship of Thanitaka or Mithanisson from the Star Wars movie The Force Awakens of the characters of Thanisson and Dolphen Mitaka together and above all because I imagined Thanisson with a pet that was a ferret or also a drell and that every time Mitaka tried to pet her she always ended up biting him and above all because I also find the idea that both always slept together in Thanisson's room or also in Mitaka's and also because I love that in this beautiful fanart Thanisson and Mitaka are dressed that way because it makes it seem like they sleep together but also because I imagine that if Thanisson had saved himself from Finn and Poe's escape then he and Mitaka both would have decided shortly after decided to desert from The First Order and would have decided to have their own life together and have problems and being free in every way and above all because I really would have liked that we had seen them for much longer together in the Star Wars movie The Force Awakens... sincerely

By the way, these beautiful Fanarts of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the real creator on Tumblr

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

Thanisson: I need life advice.

Hux, on his 72nd hour of being awake, drinking an energy drink with crushed-up caffeine pills in it: Well, you came to the right person.

[finaliseur]

Thanisson is a cutie

❝ And I'm single. My com code is- ❞

❝ Back to work, Thanisson! ❞

[findinyourkin]

hello! i am a fictive of petty officer thanisson from star wars: the force awakens looking for general hux, kylo ren, and dopheld mitaka. preferably other systems, but it doesn’t matter. bodily we are 24, so please be 21+ if you are interacting. i’m rather obscure, so i’m not holding out much hope here, and honestly, even if you don’t remember me, i’d love to chat. but like or reblog and i’ll get back to you.

!!!!!!!!

[finaliseur]

Out of touch was not exactly the phrase he would use. But Thanisson valued his career and his life too much to voice his opinion of someone so frighteningly volatile. ❝ Only if you vouch for me to Colonel Kaplan. ❞

“I suppose so,” Phasma said, laughing a bit. “Ren can be so out of touch sometimes. Come on, let’s get some caf.”

[antimattersol]

Thanisson and Mitaka talking about General Hux:

Thanisson: he murdered multiple people

Mitaka: no one is perfect

...

Mitaka: but he is

[charlottesbookclub]

different perspectives – a 'time after time' bonus chapter (armitage hux x reader)

time after time masterlist – (this chapter is set after 'the nearness of you')

Summary: Lieutenant Hondrill attends a meeting with you and learns some new information about her commanding officer, General Hux

Warnings/Tags: gn!reader; set pre-TFA; mention of injuries; let me know if I've missed anything!

Words: 4662

Author’s Note: so today we have our first chapter that is not in Hux's pov! this chapter is written from the perspective of Lieutenant Trella Hondrill, an oc I created for this story who is a member of Hux's personal staff. Hux is very much still present in this chapter though, even though he's not physically in the room during this scene ☺️

this chapter takes place sometime after the previous bonus chapter 'the nearness of you,' so when reader says "yes, he did tell me," in response to a question about how reader knew Hux was overwhelmed, that refers to the events of 'the nearness of you' (which is why reader frowns a little there, because of the memory of Hux having a breakdown/panic attack over all the stuff he has to do 😭)

also, for further context, it's mentioned very briefly a couple times in 'time after time' that Hondrill is seeing someone, and that someone is Teale Thanisson, who you'll see her refer to here! even though this is a little different from some of the other chapters, I still hope you enjoy! 🥰

Trella was nervous as she walked at a brisk, clipped pace through the halls. She knew there was no reason to be; every interaction she had had with you – sparse though they had been – was decidedly pleasant. Perhaps that’s why she was nervous, she mused: you seemed kind, and she would hate to be a disappointment.

She wound through the unfamiliar corridors where the diplomats and less fixed residents of the Finalizer had their offices. Trella had never been to this part of the ship before. She was determined not to look out of place, though, so she tried to scan the office numbers discreetly as she looked for the one that you had given her as yours.

She took a deep breath as she found it and came to a stop outside. Hesitating for just a second, she pressed the indicator to alert you to her presence. She was accustomed to Hux simply unlocking the door from the controls on his datapad and calling to indicate that she should enter, so the brief, silent pause between her pushing the buzzer and the door finally sliding open was enough to almost make her second-guess that she had gotten the correct room. But then the door whizzed open to reveal you standing in the entrance.

“Diplomat,” she greeted you instantly, offering a salute.

“Lieutenant Hondrill,” you responded warmly, “thank you so much for coming.” You gestured that she should enter, and she followed you into the room, still trying to fight with the tightness of nerves in her stomach.

The first thing she noticed were the decorations. Three framed designs were perfectly spaced behind your desk, breaking up the standard polished black walls with welcome color, even if the palette was still restrained. Looking more closely, she found they were precise depictions of First Order ships, articulated with a multitude of exact, delicate lines. She immediately recognized the Finalizer in the center of the trio. There were a few other items on your desk and shelves, all tastefully chosen and artfully arranged. Hardly enough objects to be considered cluttered, but also far more than Trella had ever seen in any other office. She couldn’t help but remark that the difference between the inviting nature of your workspace and the crisp austerity of Hux’s was stark.

“Tea?” you asked, breaking her out of these reflections. The offer was so… welcoming. Very unlike most of the officers with whom Trella was used to working. She was about to decline, not wanting to put you to any extra work, when she realized your hand was already hovering over the handle of a small kettle that was tucked away in a corner behind your desk. You had prepared this. In advance. Trella began to idly wonder if you were looking for any personal staff members.

“Yes, thank you,” she assented. Then, feeling like she needed to express her gratitude more thoroughly, she quickly added: “That’s very generous of you.”

“Of course,” you responded with just the hint of a smile beneath your calm, professional expression. “Do you have a preference? I fear I don’t have quite the selection that I hear Lieutenant Sladden is capable of offering.” There was just the slightest joking lilt in your voice. Trella was intrigued. So you knew about Sladden and his tea – enough to almost joke about it. She was certain you had not had enough interactions with him for you to have picked that up from Sladden himself. It was possible that Mitaka could have told you, since she was aware that he knew you through his sister, but she wasn’t sure your connection with him was that close. 

The only remaining possibility was that it was Hux who had mentioned it. The concept was a strange one. The general always seemed so… reserved. She knew very little about him outside of her highly professional contact with him as a member of his staff. In fact, it wasn’t until that cycle when he had asked for help in messaging you that Trella had ever gotten a glimpse of anything beneath his professional and restrained exterior. Truthfully, she hadn’t realized there was anything beneath that. She hadn’t believed Mitaka the first time he told her that you and Hux might be… together. So the idea that he would not only know about Sladden’s obsession with tea, but that he would actually convey that information to you and express the fact that it was something of a joke amongst his staff was baffling to Trella.

“I’ll be perfectly fine with anything,” she responded. Should she press? She really was curious. “Have you been unfortunate enough to be caught in one of Sladden’s tea soliloquies?” A breath of a laugh left your mouth at the question.

“No,” you replied, a touch of humor in your voice as you placed the tea sachets in two cups and poured the hot water over them. “General Hux has relayed his penchant for monologuing on the subject though.” Fascinating. So it wasHux who had told you. Trella wasn’t entirely sure what to make of that information, but she filed it away nonetheless.

You had turned back to the desk then, motioning for her to sit as you placed the warm mugs on two clearly non-standard coasters woven in spiraling colors. Trella sank into the chair opposite yours as you did the same on the other side of the table. She took a sip of the tea. It was lightly minty with just a swirl of citrus, very different from the bitterness of tarine that she knew Hux drank when he had finally decided he had consumed too much caf for one cycle.

“I trust you were able to find my office without too much difficulty. I apologize – I know it’s a bit of a trip to this area.” Somehow you seemed genuinely sorry that Trella had needed to travel a little further than usual to meet with you.

“It’s no trouble at all, Diplomat,” she assured you. “In fact, it was interesting to visit a part of the ship I’ve never seen before.” Should she be saying this much to you? Somehow she felt… comfortable speaking with you. “Do most of the diplomats have their quarters in this area of the ship? For ease of accessing their offices?” 

“Many of my colleagues do, yes,” you answered, “there are a few scattered elsewhere, however.”

“Hopefully your quarters are close, just – given your recent injury.” Shit, was that far too personal? It was fairly widely known that you had been injured in the blast, but she had been on the team, so she knew more about it than most. Slinking guilt still crept into her mind about the incident some cycles, although the logical part of her knew she had done everything she could, given the circumstances. 

“Luckily my leg was well healed by the time I began my duties as a diplomat,” you assured her. “It’s a little bit of a distance since I share quarters with General Hux, but certainly nothing unreasonable.” OH KRIFF. Trella forced herself to swallow the sip of tea that she nearly spat out. She remembered clearly when the talk of the ship had been that Hux was staying in your quarters while you were unwell, but somehow she had completely missed the fact that the arrangement had persisted once you were better and that you had kriffing moved into his quarters. Did everyone else know that already and Trella was just woefully behind on the gossip? Or had some other excitement captured the attention of the rumor mill at the time, and it had simply slipped under the radar until it was no longer news? She’d have to ask Teale if he knew about this. She also desperately needed to find a way to recover from her shock and resume the conversation.

“I’m so pleased to hear that your injury has healed so successfully.” Good – very cordial and professional. Everything in her wanted to bring up the question of your living situation, even subtly. She wanted to know if you would say more. As much as she tried, she could not even imagine Hux living with someone. She had always assumed that he spent his personal time in his full uniform, sitting at attention at the desk in his quarters, continuing to do whatever work he hadn’t finished during the rest of the cycle. She didn’t even think he slept. She was struggling to conceive of a scenario where anything else was the case. She did not ask about it though. Trella cleared her throat. “You mentioned in your message that you needed my help with something – how might I be of service, Diplomat?”

“I fear it’s a little bit of a complicated situation,” you responded, “since I’m actually asking for your help in regard to General Hux, but I’ll do my best to explain.”

Trella felt her eyes widen; she couldn’t fully contain her surprise and curiosity. She took a careful sip of her tea as you continued.

“As you might be aware, the general has been very… overwhelmed lately.” Indeed, Trella had been vaguely aware of that fact, but she also realized this was an opportunity to ask a question she had been puzzling over. You might be the one person in the Starfleet who would actually know the answer.

“I’m so sorry to interrupt, Diplomat, but I was wondering: how do you know that? Has the general told you? I apologize – I only ask because it can be… difficult to tell at times when he might require more support from us. As his staff, we try to anticipate his professional needs, but it is not always obvious when he might need us to take on more tasks, and it can be… challenging to ask.” You were quiet for a moment, clearly pondering her words. Kriff, did Hux actually tell you things like that? It was almost beyond her ability to conceive of him conveying something of that nature to someone else, or even speaking in anything other than his carefully moderated formal language and his crisp, professional tone. Stars, what would that conversation even look like?

“Yes, he did tell me,” you responded then, and Trella thought your face my have folded into just the tiniest hint of a frown at the memory. Shit, so he really did tell you. Once again, she tucked that information away, intending to work out its potential meanings later. 

“Thank you for sharing your perspective on this,” you continued, “it’s useful to know that some clarity on this matter for his staff might be helpful in the future. And thank you for your attentiveness on this front. I’m aware that the general can be a bit… reticent when it comes to requesting help.” You drummed your fingers lightly against your lips, thinking. The small gesture was strangely unguarded, and likely also unconscious, Trella suspected. She didn’t mind it though, even if it was unusual for an officer in the presence of a subordinate – she found it made you seem more approachable. The nerves that had tied knots in her stomach were now almost totally dissipated.

“Perhaps it would be helpful – in the future – if I could communicate to you or other members of his staff when I become aware that he could benefit from more professional assistance during a given time?”

“Yes, that would be most helpful,” Trella agreed. It was true that she and Hux’s other staff members often struggled to determine if and when they should be taking on more tasks to ease his workload – a workload that Trella knew had to be nearly debilitating at times. She found that he was remarkably constant in his appearance and manner, only sometimes looking especially exhausted or being slightly snappish. She wasn’t sure that she had ever heard him explicitly ask for additional assistance.

“But I apologize, I think I’ve gotten us off track,” Trella said, realizing her question had derailed the conversation.

“Oh, no need to apologize,” you responded. “This is good information for me to have.” You took a sip of your tea before continuing.

“Since the general has had a significant amount of work lately, I offered to try and complete what tasks I could in an attempt to ease the strain of his workload. Admittedly, I am no engineer, and I don’t have the proper clearance for many of his projects, but – as I’m sure you know �� he’s planning to add another member to his staff, and that was a task I felt I was more qualified to undertake.”

“I’m surprised he allowed you to take on any work for him.” In her utter shock at your statement, the words slipped from Trella’s mouth even before she could think. All she could remember was the way he was barely going to allow you to bring him a caf. Why was he letting you do this for him? Realizing the comment was far too impertinent, she was preparing to apologize when you spoke first:

“Oh, he had no intention of doing so,” you admitted, a slight smile playing around the corners of your mouth, “but I fear I was quite insistent on the matter.” Trella was completely captivated. What did that mean?

“Then please allow me to help in any way I can,” Trella insisted. “I would hate for you to take on more work in addition to your new duties as a diplomat.” 

“Luckily I’m still completing my training, so I actually have very few formal duties yet,” you responded, trying to assuage her concerns. “In fact, I think that’s the only reason General Hux allowed me to help at all, although even then it was begrudging.” She watched as an almost-smile flickered to life on your face again, as though recalling your memory of the conversation. Trella was desperate to know that that exchange was like.

“But I was hoping I could get your help at this stage, since I seem to have reached the limits of what I can do on my own,” you continued, pulling out your datapad.

“Of course,” Trella responded instantly. “How can I help?”

“I’ve reviewed what feels like hundreds of personnel files,” you said with just the faintest breath of a laugh, “and based on the list of traits that a position on the general’s staff requires as well as through an examination of performance reports, I’ve compiled a list of personnel who I believe might suit the general’s needs.” You let out a small sigh.

“However, most of my contacts are still in fieldwork or on other Star Destroyers, and I have very little personal knowledge of these potential candidates. I thought – or at least I was hoping – that you might be able to provide more insight. Of course, it seems key that whoever is chosen should be compatible with the rest of his staff as well as the with general himself, and I thought you might be in a better position to make that judgment than me.” With that, you offered her your datapad, which Trella took immediately.

“Yes, of course – I’d be happy to provide what insight I can,” Trella assured you, genuinely flattered that you would ask for – and seemed to value – her input. 

When Mitaka had briefed the team that Hux would be adding an additional member to his personal staff in order to help offset his increasing workload and distribute tasks more equitably, Trella had privately drawn up a list of who she considered to be viable candidates for the role. She wasn’t sure whether or not she was surprised when she scrolled through the list of personnel you had compiled and found it to have significant overlap with her own.

“And if you have other names I hadn’t considered,” you added as she continued to peruse the files, “you’re welcome to share those as well.”

“Actually, Diplomat,” Trella responded, “I may have engaged in some… private speculation on the subject.” Shit, should she be admitting this to you? “And your list looks remarkably like my own.”

“Oh, really?” You seemed genuinely relieved. “That’s good to hear – after reading through so many personnel files I had begun to fear I was losing touch with reality.” Trella couldn’t help a light laugh at that, a sound which you echoed. Hux was dangerously close to needing to add two new personnel to his staff, since Trella was finding it more and more difficult to talk herself out of asking if you needed a personal staff member and immediately putting her name forward for consideration.

“Of this list, you’ll find that all their qualifications are fairly equivalent,” you continued, “so I was hoping you might be able to highlight three top candidates based on personality and potential fit with the team.” You paused, seeming to consider your next words. “It seems I chose the right person to ask, given that you’ve already dedicated some personal time to considering the matter.” Trella’s cheeks warmed slightly at your praise.

“Thank you,” Trella responded. “I simply wish to see the general’s staff working smoothly and effectively to better support his important work.”

“I can assure you that he appreciates your efforts.” You offered her a small but genuine smile. Trella’s face was nearly burning now. Had Hux discussed her with you? It probably shouldn’t have been surprising, given what you seemed to know about Sladden, but kriff! Was that why you had asked her here in the first place? Shit, what had he said? Trella flipped through her many interactions with Hux, trying to assure herself that she hadn’t done anything humiliating that he may have relayed to you. She had just never assumed he actually talked to anyone outside of the professional contacts required by his position. The idea that he might just discuss things casually with you was a prospect she had never considered. She desperately wanted to know what he had told you about her, but there was absolutely no way for her to frame that question professionally.

Instead, she simply offered an appreciative duck of her head to your words and busied herself with scrolling through the list. The fact that she had already been considering this precise question allowed her to make her selection quickly. 

“My top three would be Lieutenants Jale Helmark, Neev Ador, and Tolya Rade,” Trella informed you as she handed the datapad back.

“May I ask what influenced your decision?” you inquired as you took the device. Trella could hear genuine curiosity in your voice. It wasn’t often a superior officer asked for her thoughts on something. She cleared her throat.

“Helmark and Sladden knew each other at the academy, so that might help him fit in more quickly with the team. Additionally, I’ve heard that he survived a brief stint as Captain Ernstead’s adjutant, which indicates to me that he could likely withstand almost anything.” Trella didn’t miss the way your face contorted for just a brief moment before resolving itself back into an expression of professional placidity again. It was enough for her to know you knew exactly what she meant. Not wanting either of you to need to linger on memories of that distasteful man, she continued:

“Ador has a reputation for… shall we say… conflict management. I’ve only met her in person a few times, but I hear she’s level-headed and patient. I believe her brother is a medic.” Trella paused then, not quite certain how to frame her discussion of the last candidate. Better to be honest, she supposed.

“And I must admit that Lieutenant Rade is a personal friend,” she said, noting how your eyebrows raised slightly in curiosity. “But that’s not why I selected them amongst my top three. They’re hard-working and efficient, and they graduated at the top of our class. They sustained a fairly serious injury as a result of a shuttle crash not long after graduating, and they ended up on an extended medical leave. Because of that, they were passed up for some opportunities for advancement that they might otherwise have received. But I am constantly surprised by their resilience. They’ve thrown themselves back into their work with commendable determination, and I truly think they deserve the chance to prove themselves as they highly competent officer I know they are.”

“Lieutenant Rade is lucky to have such a loyal and well-spoken advocate,” you told her, causing a faint warmth to rise in her face again. She wasn’t used to receiving such genuine commendation from higher-ranking officers. Tolya really did deserve her praise though; Trella truly believed they would be a valuable member of Hux’s staff.

“Thank you again for your insight, Lieutenant,” you said. “I’ll convey these three candidates to General Hux and allow him to make the final determination.”

“Of course, Diplomat – I’m happy to be of help,” Trella responded. She let her gaze wander to the designs that hung neatly behind you, wondering at their origin. It was clear that your other objects had come from your various planetside deployments, but she couldn’t figure out where you would have gotten images of First Order ships. You had seemed receptive even to her slightly less professional comments; perhaps she should just ask.

“May I ask where you got those designs?” she asked, indicating to the three frames. You turned, following her gesture. “I’ve never seen anyone else have anything similar.” When you returned your gaze to her, you seemed unable to fully hide the smile that was growing on your face.

“General Hux made them for me,” you informed her, a soft warmth in your voice that Trella noticed immediately. It took everything in her to not let her mouth fall open in complete shock. Hux had made those? She scanned them again. Perhaps she could see it; each line was neat and precise and so carefully rendered. So carefully. Maybe even lovingly? You had said that he made them for you. A slightly different image of the general was beginning to take shape in her mind as she pictured him spending his personal time meticulously crafting these images, ensuring that each line was perfect, knowing he was creating them for you. 

She wondered how that had happened. Had you requested them? Were they a surprise? When had you learned that he could draw like that? There was no way she could force herself to voice any of those questions, but your honesty was making her feel slightly braver. Maybe she could ask just one more question, one she was deeply curious about.

“Diplomat, forgive me if this is far too personal,” she started, embarrassment already crawling through her body as you tilted your head slightly in curiosity at her disclaimer, “but does General Hux talk… about us – Sladden, Mitaka, and me, that is?”

“Sometimes,” you responded, your lips pressed into a small smile, clearly amused by the question. “Why do you ask?”

“Well, you knew about Sladden and the tea – you knew it was a joke. And I didn’t realize—well, I didn’t think that the general was aware of that. Enough to communicate it to you, that is.” Shit, she had made such a mess of that. She was just glad you didn’t seem like the type to write infraction reports. She chanced a glance at you, only to realize that the small, private smile still lingered on your face.

“I think you might be surprised by how much he is aware of,” you remarked softly. “He might seem reserved, but he’s incredibly observant.” You hummed lightly then, seeming to measure your next words. “For example, he thinks you’re a good influence on Lieutenant Teale Thanisson. Although he was mildly surprised you took a chance on him at all, given how responsible you are.” 

Your warm, level gaze fixed Trella in her seat as her breath left her lungs in one shocked huff. Hux knew about that? About her and Teale? And he told you about it? Kriff kriff kriff she had no idea what to do with that information. It was no secret, certainly, but Hux seemed so… so clueless when it came to interpersonal matters that she never assumed he would know anything about it. She vividly recalled his ignorance of the meaning behind your offer to bring him a caf, so it seemed far beyond his capabilities to parse the details of any other relationship. Shit, maybe she had deeply misjudged him in that regard. In fact, she must have, since you had chosen to move into his quarters permanently, even though the concept of General Hux, of all people, navigating any sort of intimate relationship had seemed essentially beyond belief. Perhaps she would need to reevaluate some of her assumptions about him.

“Thank you again for your help on this matter,” you said when it must have become clear from Trella’s shocked silence that she was not going to be able to produce any more coherent words on the previous subject. Trella just nodded, attempting to force herself to resume her professional attitude even through her complete surprise at these revelations.

“I just hope his chosen candidate will accept the position,” you mused. Trella finally broke through the last of her shock in order to respond.

“I’m sure they will – everyone considers it an honor to be asked to work on the general’s staff,” she informed you. She fondly remembered Tolya and a few other academy friends pooling their alcohol rations to get her a bottle of sparkling wine to celebrate when she had been invited to join Hux’s staff. You considered her words for a moment.

“That’s interesting, Lieutenant,” you commented. “That’s something I actually don’t think he’s aware of.”

“Really?” she asked in disbelief. How the kriff did he know about her and Teale but not realize that ‘member of General Hux’s personal staff’ was a widespread answer to the question of ‘what’s your dream work assignment?’ at the academy.

“I think he perceives himself as being hard to work for, since he demands adherence to such high standards,” you said thoughtfully, as though you were deeply considering something. 

Trella had not walked into this meeting expecting so many surprises. She was not going to deny that Hux had high standards and expected that his staff would meet them. However, he was also a highly professional officer who had never been disrespectful to her or any other members of his staff. Nor was he needlessly harsh, as she knew some other commanding officers to be. There were times when he could be short, yes, but she couldn’t even fathom the pressure he must constantly be under. She was sure that such an amount of stress would cause her to be far more irritable with others than she had ever experienced from him. 

“It seems to me that everyone respects him all the more for his commitment to high standards,” she said quietly. “Many personnel consider working on his staff to be something of a dream position. I know I certainly do.” Your eyes met hers then, and she was momentarily transfixed by the depth of your gaze.

“I truly appreciate your honesty, Lieutenant.” You offered her a warm smile. Although it still felt a little strange in such a professional setting, Trella returned the expression.

“And I do apologize – I didn’t mean to make you uncomfortable earlier. I should not have brought up any personal matters.” Trella could tell your apology was absolutely genuine, but she found she was glad to have her conception of her commanding officer shifted. And she was only too aware that she was the one who had steered the conversation in a more personal direction.

“Please – no need at all to apologize, Diplomat. I fear I’m the one who first introduced personal topics. And anyway, I find it’s good to have one’s beliefs about others challenged sometimes.” Your smile brightened at her words.

“I quite agree, Lieutenant.”

[the-fiction-witch]

Willing Mode

Media - Star Wars The Force Awakens Character - Petty Officer Thanisson Couple - Thanisson X Reader Reader - Y/n Rating 18+ Semi Non Con / Unaware/ voyerisum/ masturbation Word Count 1209

Thannison walked the ship trying to find something to do with his days. Most everyone was in stasis for the trip across the galaxy. But he got offered ten times the pay in order to be the one guy who stays up for the whole year alone just to make sure the ship ran properly. It was all done by the automated computers so he was only there to press the occasion error button or fix a jammed connector. But it was fun the ship had everything he could dream of pool, cinema, gym, gaming hall, it really was paradise. But or course... After a few months alone... He was getting kinda lonely. And not just for talking with friends but also... Really lonely. And the automatic fleshlight in his quarters just wasn't cutting it anymore.

He walked into the women's stasis deck and tried to see if maybe he could find some pretty girl to look at. But all the pods had privacy screens so no one could see them. Well... Almost all of them.

All the pods had a lock so if anyone tried to turn off the privacy screen it would demand a password and lock him out but... But One pod didn't. It simply asked if he wanted to make the pod visible.

Thannison's eyes widened with excitement. His mind raced with dirty thoughts, imagining the beautiful woman inside,, his heart pounding in his chest. “Hello there, pretty lady,” Thannison whispered seductively, his voice trembling with anticipation. “I won't tell if you won't.” He reached out and slowly pressed the button, revealing the stunning woman inside. Thannison's mouth went dry as he drank in the sight of her beauty.

The stasis pods required them to be naked. Will a tube inside her mouth for air. And another holding her pussy for waste removal and so they could get fucked by dildos and sucked with vibrators if ever they got horny in their statis.

Thannison's breath caught in his throat as he beheld the sight before him. The girl's naked body, suspended in stasis, was a feast for his eyes. Her skin seemed to glow in the dim light of the stasis chamber, and Thannison couldn't help but let out a low growl of appreciation. Her breasts, just big enough to jiggle with each gentle breath, were perfect. And that ass! Round and plump, begging to be spanked and caressed. Thannison's cock began to stiffen in his pants as he imagined himself between her thighs, burying his face in her sweet pussy. Thannison's eyes travelled down the girl's body, taking in every curve and contour. His hands began to tremble with anticipation as he reached out towards the stasis pod. He knew he shouldn't, that it was wrong to touch a sleeping woman like this. But he couldn't help himself. His hormones were in overdrive, and he needed release.

Gently, almost reverently, Thannison placed his hands on the edge of the stasis pod, leaning in closer to get a better look at the girl's face.

Her features were soft and peaceful, her full lips slightly parted as she breathed deeply. Thannison's heart raced as he imagined kissing those lips, tasting her sweet breath on his own. He looked at the information on her profile that the pod displayed.

Her name was Y/n.

Thannison's eyes widened as he read Y/n's dream description. A fantasy land with dragons and knights? His mind immediately began to wander, imagining all sorts of dirty scenarios involving the beautiful girl and himself in a world filled with danger and passion. He couldn't help but let out a low chuckle as he pictured himself as her brave knight, protecting her from harm while also taking advantage of her willing body.

Thannison's eyes never left Y/n's face as he quickly unzipped his jumpsuit, releasing his rock-hard cock. He began to stroke himself slowly, relishing the feeling of his own skin against his shaft. His breath came in short, sharp gasps as he imagined plunging his dick into Y/n's tight pussy, filling her with his cum while she slept. The thought was too much to bear, and Thannison could feel himself getting closer to the edge. He pumped his cock faster, his balls tightening with each passing second.

“Fuck,” he groaned, his voice low and husky. “I need to fuck you so badly, Y/n.”

It was then he saw another option. One he hadn't noticed in his lusty haze. She has turned on willing mode. That must have been why he could turn her privacy off. She purposely choose to allow anyone who was awake to look at her. And also as part of the mode allowed them control of her vibrators to fuck her. It wasn't a common thing people used but some people had kinks that liked getting used by strangers.

Thannison's eyes widened in shock. His mind raced with possibilities, imagining all sorts of dirty things he could do to the beautiful girl while she lay helpless in her stasis pod. He knew he shouldn't take advantage of her like this, but she put it into willing mode! She was allowing it to possibly happen! The temptation was too strong to resist. With a low growl of determination, Thannison reached out and activated the mode, giving him control over Y/n's vibrators. The stasis pod beeped softly as it prepared for use, and Thannison couldn't help but let out a low chuckle of anticipation.

Thannison placed his hands on the edge of the stasis pod, leaning in closer to get a better look at Y/n's face watching for any sign of reaction as he slowly increased the vibrations of the devices buried deep inside her. A soft moan escaped her lips, and Thannison felt a surge of excitement course through his body. His cock throbbed in his pants as he imagined plunging into her tight pussy while the vibrators worked their magic on her sensitive flesh. With a low growl of determination, Thannison began to thrust his hips, mimicking the motion of her toys.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned, his voice low and husky with lust. “I'm going to fuck you so hard, Y/n. You're going to love every second of it.”

Y/n squirmed a little reacting to the feeling arching her back and moaning softly,

Thannison watched intently as Y/n's body responded to the stimulation, her back arching off the bed as she moaned softly. The sight of her writhing in pleasure only made Thannison harder, and he began to thrust his hips more urgently. His other hand found its way to his cock, stroking it in time with his movements as he lost himself in the fantasy.

“Fuck yes,” he groaned, his voice low and husky with lust. “I can't wait to bury my cock in your tight little pussy, Y/n. I'm going to make you scream my name until you can't remember your own.” He groaned, “The moment you wake up… I promise…”

Thannison watched in awe as Y/n's body tensed, her back arching off the bed as she came hard. The sight of her squirting on her vibrators was too much for Thannison to handle, and he felt his own release building at the base of his spine. With a low growl of determination, he quickened his thrusts, pumping his cock harder and faster as he imagined plunging into her. Thannison's eyes rolled back in his head as the first waves of pleasure crashed over him. With a guttural cry, he exploded, sending spurts of thick, white cum across Y/n's stasis pod. The sight of his seed splattering against the clear plastic was too much for Thannison to handle, and he continued to pump his cock frantically, wanting to cover every inch of the pod with his essence. 

"Rest up, beautiful, he whispered, leaning in close to brush his lips against the pod giving it a small kiss before he went back to his work.

[ao3feed-gingerpilot]

Call Me Maybe

Call Me, Maybe by irrationalgame Armitage Hux is a 9-1-1 call handler. Poe Dameron is a firefighter. A series of conversations over the phone lead to a connection. Words: 4319, Chapters: 1/1, Language: English Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types, 9-1-1 (TV) Rating: Mature Warnings: Graphic Depictions Of Violence Categories: M/M Characters: Poe Dameron, Armitage Hux, Kaydel Ko Connix, Dopheld Mitaka, Phasma (Star Wars), Rose Tico, Thanisson (Star Wars), Nastia Unamo, Minor Characters, Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, mention - Character, Temmin "Snap" Wexley Relationships: Poe Dameron/Armitage Hux Additional Tags: 9-1-1 AU, Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Kylux Mention, Domestic Violence, Fire

[jaynesilver]

psst Mitaka/Thanisson is my secret ship (please don’t make fun of me)

Make fun of you?! Hell no! That's a wonderful ship. Maybe I'll write some!

[skylarstark4826]

I loved this beautiful publication of the LGBT ship of Thanitaka or Mithanisson of the Star Wars movie The Force Awakens of the characters of Thanisson and Dolphen Mitaka together and above all because I really love the theme of the MULTIVERSE AU that it has in it and above all because I imagine that in Star Wars there is also the theme of the multiverse and that in the yes Thanisson would have lived about then it would have happened that he and Mitaka then had discovered that in another life both had had a beautiful life in which both met but in which The First Order and The Resistance never existed and in which both are completely human in every sense but also and above all because I really would have liked that in the movie Thanisson had survived the escape of Finn and Poe together and that then he along with his beloved Mitaka would have escaped from The First Order so that in that way both would have had their own life together without having limits and without having rules in addition to not having any kind of problem for that but also and above all because I really would have liked that we had seen them for much longer together in the Star Wars movie The Force Awakens... sincerely

By the way, these beautiful publication of them are not mine and the credits are not for me, but I will let you know that right here I am going to leave you the link of the real creator on Tumblr

[armitagehuxsleepschedule]

Thanisson: Look under there! Mitaka: Under where? Thanisson: You fool. You absolute buffoon. You are such a monumental idiot that you don't even realize what you just said. I am a verbal magician--