i love how the novel cannot cut hux a break for a SENTENCE like it’s just a constant narrative of look at this fucking greasy bastard huh. fucking malnourished weaselly piece of SHIT. victorian street urchin dying of polio looking ass. “hello” hux said, lamely, like a loser. keeps trying to casually slide his hand in his greatcoat and missing you know he sucks when even his pocket rejects him.
i drew Emperor Hux to go with my Senator Amidala. i know i said i wasn’t gonna draw him butttttttttttttttttttttt-how could i not? i have another without the laurel but i really wanted it to stay even though i drew it so horribly. LOL
– Companion piece to my other painting The Grand Marshal sends his regardsHere’s the Supreme Consort/Grand Marshal getting his hands dirty for his husband. (I painted everything but the background, that’s a photo bc I have to go to bed early).
LucasFilm: This is General Armitage Hux of the First Order. He was raised by Commandant Brendol Hux, who mentally and physically abused and manipulated Armitage all his life, giving Armitage no choice but to find joy in controlling and manipulating others the same way his father did to him. He spent his whole life in the First Order and has therefore never known any other way of life, and that, coupled with his father’s abuse, has turned him into a ruthless monster hell-bent on destroying what he believes to be a group of terrorists – the Resistance – even if this means he must order the genocide of entire planets. This character is one that you’re not supposed to be a fan of or vouch for, but one you can at least understand and feel an ounce of pity for.
– Companion piece to my other painting The Grand Marshal sends his regardsHere’s the Supreme Consort/Grand Marshal getting his hands dirty for his husband. (I painted everything but the background, that’s a photo bc I have to go to bed early).
Woe's Huxbub 