I went to Trail of Lights today and ate burgers and tacos and funnel cakes and drank beer and it was very festive, much yule

irisparry:

kylo: at last, I will take my rightful place on the throne of the galaxy. I will fulfil my destiny.

*climbs steps to the throne*

kylo: I have toiled so long in secret for this moment and now it is upon me.

*lowers butt solemnly to throne*

hux: MBLERGH IT’S ME

*stabs him*

setheverman:

music genre: video game 2

Hey so like show of hands who else was distracted by General Hux’s immaculate boots in TLJ

I’m ready for all the boot kink, holy shit that man wears them so well, PLEASE

Also just a thought, considering this dude hides a monomolecular dagger up his sleeve, there’s no reason not to believe that he keeps a riding crop stashed in one of those boots ok

eglantineprice:

REN: …and when Dameron picks up, you say, “Patch me through to Officer Anblomi, first name Neel.” Got it?

HUX [determinedly]: Understood.

REN: Good. I’m putting the comm through now.

POE [picking up]: Dameron here.

HUX: This is General Hux of the First Order. Patch me through to –

REN [hissing]: NO! You’re not supposed to tell him who you are!

HUX: Don’t be ridiculous, Ren. How else will Officer Anblomi identify the person to whom he is speaking?

REN: …Hux, there is no Officer Anblomi. It’s a joke name. He doesn’t exist.

HUX [bewildered]: Why are we calling someone who doesn’t exist?

POE [over the comm]: Does he seriously not know how to make a crank call, Solo?

REN: He just – Look, he wasn’t allowed to have fun as a kid, OK? Leave him alone.

unjustfixation:

Domhnall Gleeson is a gift. A ginger-haired, green-eyed gift.

It has been a long time since I swooned over someone to the point of stalking on the net every day (interviews, articles, more swooning) and watching (and rewatching) movies he’s starred in. (The last one was probably the Cumberbatch, some three Christmases ago. ‘Tis the season to be swoon-y.)

He’s not even conventionally handsome. I see him and I think of a Weasley right away (he played Bill, duh). Offscreen he often sports a long, unkempt head of hair and a grizzly, muzzled face of hair. He’s gangly, geeky and goofy.

He was under the radar in the movies I’ve seen before this unjust fixation, as I’ve somehow favored another person to bestow attention to – Andrew Garfield in Never Let Me Go, Matthew Macfadyen in Anna Karenina, Oscar Isaac in Ex Machina. It was Oscar that I was most keen on seeing in Star Wars: The Force Awakens, but it was Domhnall who blew me away (and um, BB-8?!) I did not anticipate getting seduced by the Dark Side! *titters* His General Hux basically stole the show from Kylo Ren (I honestly zoned out on parts of that climactic *bridge* scene!) Maybe it was because he was rocking a sexy evil black wardrobe, or his fanatical, maniacal speech to the Stormtroopers in a “sideburn-twirling” accent (or maybe because he looked cleaner. Hahaha!) Whatever it was, he left a huge impression – I left the theater thinking to myself I’ve seen this guy before, and many times already! So, here we are.

I have hauled in a handful of Domhnall’s movies as my home for the holidays treat (About Time, Brooklyn, Unbroken, Black Mirror’s Be Right Back). I am watching them one by one. I cannot wait to see The Revenant next year, I bet it’s going to be rough and beautiful.

He’s got one hell of a year and I am certain he will have an even brighter career because of the tremendous work he has done and the exciting buzz he has received thus far. I like that he remains modest and charmingly self deprecating about fame, and reveres his rather accomplished dad. And if you ever do become interested in the man behind the movies, check out his interviews! He gives the most delightful ones… smart and wacky, the ‘snot shooting off your nose’-inducing funny types when he’s in the weather for it. He’s effortlessly effusive with his answers too (I think I’ve heard so much of his speaking voice that he can be the narrator of my thoughts.) He is also an aspiring writer and director and erstwhile musician (when he’s not acting). Oh, can you be any more perfect?