To all the onlookers behind him, Ben looked as though he were threatening Hux, but Hux saw otherwise. Ben’s pupils were fat, his voice husky as he said, “You’re trying to be nice, huh?”
Hux smirked, shrugged with one shoulder; he might appear nonchalant, but his knees were weak, his stomach fluttering.
Ben leaned closer, nose nearly touching Hux’s, breath warm against his lips, just inches away. Hux started to sway forward, beyond caring for the consequences, when Ben stepped back, keeping Hux’s narrower body at arm’s length, trapped against the car.
“Try harder,” Ben said with a parting shove, and then he was walking away.
I fell in love with @kyluxtrashcompactor ‘s gorgeous High School AU the second I read it. It’s a brilliant take on several @kyluxhardkinks prompts that includes an inversion of Ben and Hux’s more typical characterizations, and takes place against the backdrop of the pressures of high school, where so many of us struggle to find ourselves and fit in.
“the millenium falcon would wipe out the enterprise in seconds” lmao the enterprise is just an innocent science class floating thru space…. all they wanna do is look at some rocks… kiss an alien…. find some space plants….. why would you fight that its not a battleship theyre just nerds…… leave them olone
A friend of mine saw this and brought up some interesting arguments
so, in other words,
Pretty much.
here have some size comparison
Who wins in a fight, a fully staffed Navy research vessel or your local weed man and his best friend in their souped up VW Bus?
Literal ship wars
@brawlite these are the kind of ship wars I can get behind.
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