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marlasinger21 · 2 years

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Chapter 8 of ‘Forces Intertwined: Part 2′ up on AO3

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“Is this real?” Her voice wavered, nearly failing her. Still, the question was essential. To drink up his allure in silence any longer would drive her mad.

“Yes.”

In this secluded sphere of existence, his whisper was as familiar as her own. It was the voice Rey had heard in her head every single day of the last six months. This time, she was certain he did not lie.

“Are you doing this?”

“No.”

Another truth, one confirmed by the equally lost look in his endless eyes. Of course, the question had been practically rhetorical. Rey had known the answer before the asking.

“This is my fault,” Rey nodded with hopeless certainty. “I let it back in. I let you back in.”

Frantically, she turned toward the soundless sway of the greenery behind her. Help her, it pained Rey to her core to see him this way, to stand beneath that singular but exquisite beauty the way she had once when things had been so different.

All at once, a terrible thought splintered Rey’s pain. Yes, today was the day Luke liked to mediate on High Point Rock, thankfully on the whole other side of the island, and he usually stayed there until nightfall. But the sun was already low. What if he came back early? What if he came to her training field to check on her?

Nearly tripping over her own feet, Rey dashed to the tree line and scoured the thicket that separated them from the camp. When she spoke again, it was more to the Force than him.

“No more. This can’t happen again.”

“Something tells me we don’t have much say in the matter.”

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Hello, Reylo family! I’ve posted Chapter 8 of my sequel to Forces Intertwined: Part 1 on AO3: Forces Intertwined: Part 2. https://archiveofourown.org/works/23738881/chapters/100023654

Two updates in just over a week? A shocker, I know, but I just had to get this chapter out before beginning my new after-hours editing project. I was too excited and the scene was too clear in my mind to ignore the next few weeks. I suppose I was more than ready to get our two lovers together again after such a LONG time in keeping them apart. Told you: I’m forever committed to this story. <3 I invite you to take a look at my new chapter and let me know what you think. Thanks, as always, for all your support!

Stay safe and stay well, everyone! Reylo family is family! <3

#reylo shippers #reylo forever #reylo love #reylo aesthetic #reylo fanfic #reylo fic #reylo fiction #kylo ren #kylo x rey #rey star wars #reylo angst #reylo #kylo

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sas-soulwriter · 4 months

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Dark writing prompts

Some dark writing prompts for the cold winter days :) Number five is my favorite. I wrote a short story about it once. Which one is your favorite?

In a world where emotions are harvested as a powerful energy source, a secret society emerges, exploiting the pain and suffering of individuals to fuel their dark ambitions.

A mysterious antique mirror appears in an old, abandoned house. Anyone who gazes into it experiences glimpses of their worst fears coming to life. What happens when the mirror falls into the wrong hands?

In a dystopian future, a government experiment to control crime goes horribly wrong. Citizens start experiencing their darkest impulses as physical manifestations, leading to chaos and destruction.

A cursed town is shrouded in perpetual darkness, and every year, a single resident must willingly sacrifice themselves to lift the curse for a brief moment. This year, the chosen one has a secret that could change everything.

A talented artist discovers that their paintings have the power to alter reality. However, with each stroke of the brush, a piece of their soul is consumed, leaving them on the brink of madness.

A small community is plagued by a series of unexplainable events, each linked to a children's nursery rhyme. As the rhyme predicts the next tragedy, the townsfolk desperately try to break the curse before it claims them all.

A scientist creates a device that allows people to relive their happiest memories. However, as they delve deeper into the technology, they uncover a hidden layer of forgotten, traumatic experiences that could shatter lives.

In a post-apocalyptic world, survivors discover an underground bunker containing a mysterious machine that claims to offer a chance at resurrection. However, the price to bring someone back is the sacrifice of another life.

A cursed book is said to grant its reader unimaginable knowledge, but at the cost of their sanity. As a desperate scholar seeks its pages, they must confront the malevolent entity within that hungers for their mind.

A detective investigates a series of gruesome murders that seem to be connected by a chilling pattern. As they get closer to the truth, they realize the killer might be something otherworldly, feeding on the fear they instill in their victims.

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asmoshywrites · 3 months

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When Your Character Finds Ways To Show Affection- Romance Prompts

When the character goes on a walk he brings back flowers from roadside trees and gardens because it reminds him of her.

Character A knows about all the allergies of Character B and decides to cook their favourite meal.

Every time the Characters are getting dressed, one of them is always mesmerised by the other and stares at the mirror, frozen. Making the other characters blush and hide their face.

Character A knows his partner is a bookworm, so he gifts his partner autographed books.

Calling them before every meeting just to hear their voice because it calms them down.

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ebongawk · 1 month

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"“What do you want, Rey?” “Stop hunting the Resistance,” she stated. Ben said nothing, his silhouette mostly lost in the night. The mattress shifted, his body rolling to face hers, and she wondered what he might see. If she had any illumination, any shape. Or if, like her, he was only able to face her when she was cast in darkness. “What do you want, Rey?”"

reach for me (my belonging) a reylo AU by makeshiftcandy chapter 1 of 2 | rated E

(art credit to @gizskyriser)

read on ao3

#reylo #rey and ben solo #rey nobody #ben solo #kylo ren #star wars #post-tlj Star Wars #rey x ben #reylo fanfic #rey x kylo ren #reylo smut #angst and hurt/comfort

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fantasticalleigh · 1 year

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awake and unafraid | asleep or dead

just wanted to draw them dead together bc I'm a masochist but then I got too sad about it so I made one where they’re alive and together and happy

also yes I used a twilight meadow scene screen cap for this pose

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#reylo #reylo art #reylo illustration #fantasticalleighs art #ben solo #rey nobody #rey of jakku #rey skywalker #dyad #dyad in the force #the rise of skywalker #the lovers #the fact that it's taken me THIS long to reference MCR in any of my work is a fuckingmiracle ok #and it was not the plan from the beginning but my god! there it is #famous last words makes me cry bad but thinking about THEM AND the song makes me want to die #it goes so well in the worst (saddest) way #I'm a glutton for angst you should know this by now

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froginapartyhat · 2 years

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Getting into a serious relationship and realising what you want in real life is vastly different to the tags you read on ao3.

I want zero angst in my relationship. I need fluff and I need a happy ending.

I don’t want an enemies to lovers relationship I want to end up dating my best friend. I could not handle 90% of the things I would read if they happened to me.

Sure there is something enticing about those relationships with the rocky starts but I’m too insecure to deal with that. I need constant affection and attention.

…I’ve evolved from cat to dog…

#ao3 #enemies to lovers #angst with a happy ending #angst #fluff #fanfiction #fanfic #ao3 stuff #relationship #dating #ship #drarry #dramione #stony #reylo #jegulus

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anopendoor · 4 months

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new reylo fic!

wandering star - 14k words - oneshot

angel Ben - Bishops Wife AU - Meet Joe Black AU

Ben's an angel whose job it is to spiritually guide souls onto the right path. He's usually very good at it.

Usually.

#reylo #reylo fic #reylo fanfic #reylo fanfiction #anopendoorfics #reylo oneshot #angel ben solo #ben solo au #rey and ben #ben x rey #rey #guardian angel #bishops wife au #meet joe black au #reylo angst #cosmic reylo #cosmic reylo soulmates

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jojoqin · 1 year

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What is it about two barely acquainted opposing characters interacting together in an intimate space whilst airing their grievances that creates such perfect ambience for shipping. Namor and Shuri just sitting in that cave talking about personal matters and Rey and Kylo from TLJ talking about their loneliness around the fire are literally cut from the same cloth. Both created such strong fandoms. You know what, I think every movie/show that has a pairing should just follow this template.

#the fucking angst and enemies to lovers energy these two ships have are so similar it’s not even funny #like Namor giving Shuri the bracelet. Rey and Kylo touching hands and seeing the future.#‘let’s burn the world together’ and ‘we’ll create a new order to the galaxy’. and both girls refusing. like HMMMMM #specifically tlj reylo not tros #namor x shuri #nashuri #namuri #reylo

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welldonebeca · 2 years

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The Duchess and the Bastard (I) - Rumour Had It

Summary: Rey is the only possible heir to the Dukedom of Sith, and her grandfather decided she is at the right age to marry whatever man. He only asks that he is a noble with a lower rank than the Palpatines and faithful to his wife. The Princess' son, Lord Ben Solo, fits both categories. If only grandfather didn't despise him for being a bastard. WC: 1.4k words Warnings: Fluff. Palpatine is a good grandfather. Victorian AU.

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On the night of Rey's 21st birthday, her grandfather announced he wanted to see her getting married.

Hopefully, around the time of her 23rd birthday, before he was too old or worse, dead.

They were the only Palpatines alive in the world. Her father was his only child, and she was his only child before he died of the sweating sickness, just a day before her mother.

Rey was left, at just five, to be raised by her grandfather with some help from her mother's family, but everything was on her shoulders now.

Grandfather Sheev was the 25th Duke of Sith, the oldest dukedom they had in Alderaan, and upon his death, she was going to be the 26th Duchess of Sith, the second woman to take such a seat, but that wasn't the problem, no. Upon his death, she would be the last Palpatine. There was no cousin, no distant relative who could continue the name and the dukedom.

She needed to get married.

It also wasn't an unfair request: Rey wanted to get married, too. She was at a good age, and most of her friends were married and having children already, and she wanted to have her own family too.

So, grandfather had chosen a few men, and that could suggest others, but they would need to meet some requirements and be approved by him.

Her husband-to-be couldn't have a higher title than the Palpatines, but should be noble enough to be worthy of her hand, and of fathering the 27th Duke of Sith, and a man who wasn't going to impose his family name on their children.

And, of course, Rey had to like him. Grandfather would never have her marrying a man she didn't want to marry.

Tonight was his birthday, and he had set up a ball when she could meet, dance and talk with her suitors - and everyone knew it.

"Rebecca," she heard, following a knock on her door. "May I come in?"

Her lady-in-waiting - stepped away from behind her, done putting her hair up.

"You may," she stood up.

The door opened slowly, and he stepped into the room in regal steps, trying hard to keep himself on his feet.

"Grandfather," she bolted to him, holding his arm. "Where is your cane?"

He scoffed, throwing a dismissive hand.

"Oh, don't worry about me," he tried to assure her.

Rey rolled her eyes, watching one of his men walking in her direction with his cane, and gave it to him.

"I don't them to see me as a weak man," grandfather tried to protest.

"You are not a weak man," she protested. "You are old."

He erupted in a belly laugh, shoulders shaking a little bit as he did.

"And how is that better?" he looked at her face.

Grandfather stopped, breathing in and reaching with his free hand to her face, caressing her cheek.

She remembered very little about her father, but something she couldn't quite forget was his eyes. He had her grandfather's eyes, something she had inherited too.

"My beautiful girl," he sighed, smiling. "My daughter."

Her lips curled in a smile along with his and closed her eyes when he placed a soft kiss on her forehead. Grandfather always gave her all the love he could, always treating her like his child.

"Come," he rested a hand over hers. "Let's go show them how beautiful the woman they are fighting for is."

She giggled.

"There's no one fighting for me, grandfather," Rey reminded him.

But he just smiled.

"They wish they were," he assured her. "But they do need to conquer you."

Grandfather squeezed her hand.

"The right man will utterly adore you, like I adored your grandmother," he affirmed, emphatic. “He will hunt the moon for you and bring it on a plate in return for just a smile. He will dream of waking up by your side forever. That is the kind of man you should choose.”

She felt her shoulders falling as she watched him. Her grandmother had said something similar to her when they walked about her eventual wedding, that her husband should treat her like a goddess and no less than the greatest person in his life.

"Settle for no less," grandfather advised her. “You have the time.”

She confirmed with a nod, and he turned to the door, guiding her to the stairs.

“I’ll go,” he told her. “And them, you can come.”

Her grandfather walked away, leaving no space for questions, and descended the stairs,

Rey adjusted her shoulders and ran her hands over her blue dress to straighten it, and waited for a moment before adjusting her dress and doing the same.

She spotted him halfway through the steps, towering over most of the men in the room and staring right at her - like everyone else, she would suppose - with his hair grown and untamed, black as the night, shoulders so large they made her blush, and eyes deep and interested on her.

Benjamin Solo, the royal bastard.

He was the son of Princess Leia and her lover, a smuggler of all things, the king’s best friend, Han Solo.

Rumour had it he never planned to marry her, too wild to be tied down, too brutish for a life in court ever now that he was in his 60s. The Princess was always sneaking out of the castle and into their home,

Lord Solo was a lord only in name, and a Prince only in blood. He was a hunter, a gentleman of strong emotions.

Rumour had it he saved a lady from being attacked in the streets once, and killed the criminal. That was why his nose was crooked, they said, he broke it saving a lady.

They said he had the hands of a doctor: delicate, yet brutal when they had to be.

Rey didn’t know he had been invited to the party - grandfather thought he was a scandalous stain in the royal family, the evidence of the Princess’ greatest shame - and yet there he was, right by his mother’s side.

Staring at Rey, as if he was a lion, and she was his prey, making her shiver.

And yet, when she got to the bottom of the stairs, he wasn’t the one waiting for her.

“Rebecca, my dear,” grandfather spoke.

The music started, and she could see servants walking around with trays, drinks and food. When her gaze moved to where Lord Solo had once been, he was gone.

“Yes, grandfather?” she turned to him, quickly recovering, trying not to think of the warmness in her stomach and the disappointment of losing sight of him.

He was standing beside Lord Hux, a tall, slender man with orange-red hair and a cold look in his eyes.

“I’m sure you have heard of Lord Hux,” he introduced them.

She offered him a hand, and Hux took it, gently bending and kissing her knuckles.

“Armitage Hux,” he spoke, softer than his sharp looks made her think he would be. “It’s a pleasure to meet you, my lady.”

“The pleasure is all mine, my lord.”

She took her eyes to grandfather, and he gave her a single nod. One of her suitors, then.

“Lord Hux recently inherited his father’s title, of Baron of Exegol,” Sheev told her.

Yes, she heard his father - a cruel man, as far as she had heard - had passed just a few months ago.

“My condolences, Lord Hux,” she spoke gently. “May his memory bring you peace.”

“Thank you, my lady,” he rested his hand on his chest, moving them the smallest bit over one of his bottoms, uncomfortable.

They all fell into an uncomfortable silence, and Hux cleared his throat, looking at her grandfather.

“May I take her to dance, sir?” he asked.

Rey frowned. Why was he asking him? She was the one to dance.

Her grandfather just looked at his face with interest for a moment, lips curling in a half smirk that was a clear sign of his masked disapproval.

“It’s not me you should ask, boy,” he answered. “She is the one you are taking to dance.”

Rey pulled her shoulders back, taking a deep breath, and watched as Lord Hux blushed, swallowing down and looking at her again.

He looked constipated.

“My lady,” he offered her a hand. “May I have this dance?”

“Of course,” she put her hand over his.

Lord Hux nodded, and stood straighter, guiding her away.

When Rey glanced at her grandfather, he was shaking his head.

This wasn’t a good start. This wasn’t a good start at all.

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thesirenbanshee · 1 year

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“Chapter 9” is live! Time to find out what Kylo was talking about at the end of the previous chapter. 👀

TITLE: Her Dark Prince

RATING: Explicit

SUMMARY:

“Ben Solo is no more; he was destroyed years ago when his uncle tried to kill him with a lightsaber. Now his name is Kylo Ren and he serves his Dark master, Snoke, to vanquish the galaxy. Everyone around him fears him . . . except for his sweet little ward, Rey. The young girl is all he cares for, all he fights to protect. But why did he have that surreal dream that she kissed him?”

https://archiveofourown.org/works/40286118/chapters/113618101

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fallingdeeperintothispit · 11 months

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Why Not Me?

For @makekyluxsuffer prompt 4: Forbidden/Unrequited/ “I’ll Always Be Alone.”

If someone had told Armitage Hux back when he was but a cadet that he would be hopelessly in love with an ex-Jedi in a few years, he would have called them crazy.

Then he would have shot them with his blaster for daring to suggest he was able to feel, let alone love.

Yet here he was, the youngest General in the history of the first order, head over heels for Kylo Ren, leader of the Knights of Ren.

His co-commander. His enemy. His reason for trying, his reason for wanting the first order to achieve success. When they won the war, Hux had promised himself he would tell Ren how he felt.

That was until the girl. A lowly scavenger, whose only claim to fame was her mysterious connection to the “Force”.

And she had Kylo Ren completely wrapped around her dirt-covered fingers from the moment he heard about her.

Hux had lost many nights to a mental competition (usually accompanied by a strong drink) of himself to the girl. The only things she had going for her were her force ability and her body.

Though it wasn’t exactly like she was beautiful, Hux understood the appeal, even if he had never found women attractive and never would.

The truth was Hux succeeded her in every way, the only difference being that he was not a woman, nor was he force-sensitive.

He was 99% sure Ren didn’t care what gender the scavenger was, but it wasn’t like he could make himself un-forcenull.

Hux found himself despairing, because Ren had it all right there: a person with similar position, someone who could balance out his weakness, someone who wasn’t a golden pillar for the karking Resistance- but no, he wanted the Jakku Rat.

As Hux watched the holo-projected version of Ren propose to the girl (because that what it was, a proposal, no matter how negatively he had worded it) he couldn’t help but react to Ren’s statements.

“Join me,” the past version of Ren pleaded.

Hux stretched his hand out to Ren’s, just as the voice of the girl cried out about “Ben” and all that other nonsense.

He shut the projector off. He knew what happened next.

He had the scars to prove it.

He placed his head in his hands, sliding down against his wall onto the floor of his quarters.

Ren would always be obsessed with her. That was the truth of the matter- Hux could see it in the other man’s eyes.

“I’ll always be alone,” Hux declared.

He could love no one but Ren, and Ren would never love him back.

#makekyluxsuffer #kylux #angst #unrequited feelings #mild reylo #kylo's feelings are unrequited as well lol #the proposal scene #tw choking allusion

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marlasinger21 · 2 years

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Chapter 7 of ‘Forces Intertwined: Part 2′ up on AO3

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“But it is no matter,” the growling continued, its vitriol recoiling for some later strike. “That is not why I have summoned you here today. I allow you a final chance to redeem yourself. Something has come to light that takes precedence, something that will ensure our victory, Luke Skywalker and the girl be damned.”

Kylo’s eyes darted up in muted curiosity. The shift was not something he had anticipated, and certainly not something they had discussed before. It also gave Kylo the bitter impression that his castigation had been more for Snoke’s pleasure than out of any real necessity, a matter of habit that could have been omitted altogether.

“Priceless information has come into my possession, acquired from one of our more recent terrestrial conquests. Since the fall of the Empire, I have spent the entirety of my scholarship looking for it in every holocron and artifact.”

Genuine intrigue snuffed out Kylo’s loathing like a candle. “What have you found?”

“Affirmation. Fortuitous affirmation. Somewhere in the galaxy is a secret location that harbors an ancient weapon. Make no mistake, whoever controls this weapon will possess unlimited power over the entire galaxy.”

“An ancient weapon?”

“It has existed since the dawn of time, as old as the Force itself. Both the Jedi and the Sith told of it in their histories. Most was speculation, but a select few confirmed its existence. The Emperor himself sought it until the very end of his reign. My own pursuit revealed that only the Emperor and Lord Vader knew the secret location, though their efforts to harness the weapon were, needless to say, unsuccessful.”

“Vader…” Kylo repeated, the name ringing strangely foreign. “What is this weapon?”

“What is irrelevant at this time,” Snoke evaded, his yellowed underbite rising in his sunken mouth. “Where is all that currently concerns you. And a name: the Vergence Scatter.”

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Hello, Reylo family! In short, I’m back. : ) I’ve posted Chapter 7 of my sequel to Forces Intertwined: Part 1 on AO3: Forces Intertwined: Part 2. https://archiveofourown.org/works/23738881/chapters/99178833

I apologize for the long hiatus. As I told those who took the time to comment, I spent last year very busy caring for a member of my family, and though that’s over and things have calmed down a bit, freelance work is still keeping me from writing as fast as I would like. Despite this, I’m forever committed to this story. <3 I invite you to take a look at my new chapter and let me know what you think. Thanks, as always, for all your support!

Stay safe and stay well, everyone! Reylo family is family! <3

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