ʟᴜx ᴋʀᴇɴɴɪᴄ.

⠀ 𝐲𝐨𝐮 𝐬𝐚𝐲 𝐭𝐡𝐚𝐭 𝐈’𝐦 𝐤𝐢𝐧𝐝𝐚 𝐝𝐢𝐟𝐟𝐢𝐜𝐮𝐥𝐭 . . . 𝐛𝐮𝐭 𝐢𝐭’𝐬 𝐚𝐥𝐰𝐚𝐲𝐬 𝐬𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐨𝐧𝐞 𝐞𝐥𝐬𝐞’𝐬 𝐟𝐚𝐮𝐥𝐭. ——— an star wars oc.

“makes sense. don’t really blame him.” they were barely a family at all nowadays. just the bloodline. “ah, i take care of propaganda, promotion and related stuff. also writing speeches every now and then.”

“thank you. why am i not surprised that he doesn’t really talk about me. . . but, yes, he does. only child, that i know of.”

| I’m crying.

oh, look. balloons. . .

“please, call me lux. oh, doesn’t really surprise me. may i ask what were you two talking about?”

surprise surprise.

if she doesn’t, then who will?

oh look, might’ve found her new conquer.

bounding—? they haven’t even said a word to each other. kriff, he just found out of her existence.

and he is. but he’s always “oh this, that”.

oh, he does. not surprised her father doesn’t talk about her.

oh no, he doesn’t get to play the victim this time.

yup.

it’s probably a bit of both

do i hate the empire or do i just hate my father ???

“yeah, yeah. . . can we have this conversation later? I’m quite a bit focused on other thing.” rolls her eyes playfully, looking up at him and taking his jacket off, throwing down on the floor.

“rude, i kinda like the girl. reminds me of me when i was younger.” leans down to leave a few kisses over his naked chest as she unbuttons the uniform. “mhm, i’ll think about it.”

climbs into @StarkillerAHux ‘s bed, hugs him and shortly after, she falls asleep.

“dont you have an assistant already?” teases as she begins to unbutton his uniform, looking down at his chest and then back to hux’s eyes.

“you probably shouldn’t. . .” hums back, blushing at the last words and now going back to the gentle kisses. “ill ask for my past rank. . . i dont like working for pryde.”