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readingreylo · 1 year

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The best Reylo Fanfics I read in 2022

(Not necessarily written in 2022)

My 2021 wrap up was such a hit I thought I would do another one! While I didn't read nearly as many fanfics this year, I did discover a few new authors whose bodies of work are just *chef kiss*.

(Don't forget to check out my All Time Favourite Fic list and my pinned post with all my rec lists!)

And in no particular order...

Similar Creatures by quamquam20 | @quamquam20 | Explicit | 36k | Complete | Historical AU | 1700s | Venice | Pretty Woman retelling | Sex worker!Rey | Mafioso/enforcer!Ben | "no kissing on the mouth" | Angst | HEA | Multi POV | "As the Hammer of the Medici, Benjamin Solatti has a lot of practice crushing dreams and wringing every coin from nearly empty pockets. Sent to Venice to collect on a debt, he doesn’t have time for pleasure. Nobody knows the winding alleys and canals of Venice quite like someone who works them. So when street-smart Rey notices a lost Florentine noble, she’s more than happy to offer her services. Worlds apart, they lead very different lives. Brought together by chance and an irresistible proposition, those same differences might be what tear them apart when their time runs out."

Happenchance by PurpleSugarQuills | @purplesugarquills | Explicit | 5k | Oneshot | Modern AU | Office Party | Mistaken Indentity | Mention of sex work | Rey POV | "When Rose hires an escort to be Rey’s date for their company’s fundraising event, Rey’s livid. Until… Well, until she spots him in the hotel’s lobby. Tall and gorgeous, with dark hair nearly brushing the collar of the suit he fills out sinfully well. Maybe Rey doesn’t hate Rose. Maybe she should write Rose a thank you note. Or, Rey thinks Ben is an escort. Ben is not an escort."

Here's to more amazing fics in 2023!🥂

#reylo #reylo fanfiction #reylo au #reylo fic rec #jess made something

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earstwo · 10 months

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When his family's restaurant is on the brink of financial ruin, Ben Solo reluctantly returns to Chandrila to take over as Chef de Cuisine.

He isn't necessarily surprised to find the crumbling exterior, the stale menu, the sleepy clientele.

He never expected to find Rey, a sous-chef with a chip on her shoulder and talent to spare.

🍴NOSTOS, chapter 1

read on ao3

#reylo #reylo fanfiction #reylo fanfic #reylo fic rec #star wars #star wars fanfiction #my stuff #my writing

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semperfidani · 9 months

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Why Not Me

(Rated E, 9 chapters)

Summary: One night of passion leads to unexpected consequences in an already complicated situation.

https://archiveofourown.org/works/48691147

#reylo #reylo fanfic #reylo au #reylofic #reylo fic #reylo fic rec #reylo a03

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diesirate · 1 year

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BALM TO THE WOUND, a Reylo Fic Rec List

A friend of mine once said, "That's why they're a comfort character, we're going through the same thing." And that's essentially the theme of this rec list.

These fics have given me great comfort and have even helped me heal. Sometimes we just need someone who gets us. So I'd like to share them with you as well.

Please mind the tags. These fics deal with mental health issues, struggles with interpersonal relationships, addictions, and other personal problems.

SORTED BY WORD COUNT (lowest to highest):

Little Containers by @anneannalovesreylo (1.1k, Not Rated, Modern, Established Relationship, Hopeful Ending) - Postpartum Depression / COVID Pandemic / Pregnancy - It isn't Rey's first pregnancy, but postpartum depression hits her especially hard this time. Struggling to go back to how she was before, she realizes that she doesn't really have to.

Rey and her Bad Brain Day by @jenofthemidwest (1.7k, Teen, Modern, Neighbors, Hopeful Ending) - Depression / Intrusive Thoughts / Friendship - She doesn't really know what triggers it, but Rey is losing against her intrusive thoughts today. Luckily, her sweet neighbor is there when she needs someone the most.

Winter Means Goodbye by @captainmarvel42 (1.8k, Mature, Modern, Established Relationship, Angst with a Happy Ending) - Depression / Bipolar Disorder / Anger Issues / Alcoholism - Believing himself to be a burden, Ben thinks that Rey is about to give up on and break up with him, just like all the others before. But Rey is here to stay.

I hold it towards you by @elle_p (2.1k, Mature, Modern, Neighbors, Sad with a Happy Ending) - Grief/Mourning / Anxiety Disorder / COVID Lockdown - It's the height of the pandemic, and Rey begins an unusual relationship with her next-door neighbor whom she can't see: a professor coping with the recent loss of his mother.

The meet cute by @Vittra (4k, General, Modern, Neighbors, Happy Ending) - Parenthood / Special Needs / Autism - Rey and her little boy River live right next door to Ben, a dog dad who works from home. When she can't find anyone to take care of River while she works, Ben offers to look after him.

Thank You, Sunberry by @aaveena (6.7k, Teen, Canon Divergence, Established Relationship, Happy Ending) - Parenthood / Father-Daughter Relationship / Forgiveness - Rey and Ben's eldest daughter Hanna is 13 years old when she finds out about her father's past transgressions. Her relationship with Ben grows strained, but together they find healing.

is this nice? by @daphnedevil (15.6k, Explicit, Drug Dealer and Client, Open/Hopeful Ending) - Addiction / Insomnia / Mental Health Problems - As she works on her degree, Rey starts having trouble sleeping. She uses weed as a solution and in the process finds love with her dealer. But as her addiction worsens, she learns that there are some things she needs to find on her own.

The Single Father by @xavtenn (15.8k, Explicit, Teacher/Student then Roommates, Angst with a Happy Ending) - Depression / Parenthood / Postpartum Depression - Professor Ben Solo isn't having an easy time raising his newborn baby girl. Neither is his student Rey, who has just given birth to her baby boy. Together, they go through some growing pains as first-time parents.

Mitan, Midi by @ao3animal (83.7k, Explicit, Strangers, Angst with a Happy Ending) - Depression / Dissociation / Suicidal Ideation - When Rey inherits a house in the middle of nowhere, she bids her humdrum city life goodbye. She'd be perfectly happy to die there, except an intruder willing to take care of her and the house comes barging right in.

Hiraeth by @ferashawrites (211.5k, Explicit, It's Complicated (Seriously), Heavy Angst, Bittersweet Ending) - Severe Mental Health Problems / On-Again Off-Again Relationship / War and Violence - Throughout her teen and young adult years in a country at war, Rey forms a complicated relationship with a man named Kylo Ren. Though they grow further and further apart in principles and ideals, they continue to be drawn to each other. And soon enough, Rey learns that she might have given her heart to a monster.

Thank you to these amazing writers. (More to be added in the future!)

#reylo #reylo fanfic #reylo fic rec #reylo ao3 #reylo fiction #rey x kylo ren #rey x ben #rey #kylo ren #ben solo #my fic recs

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vedavan · 1 year

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Stunning art by @stavrogin80 commissioned for my Golden Age of Hollywood fic, Hollywoodland.

💓🔥💓🔥💓

Read it on AO3 here

#reylo #reylo art #reylo fanart #reylo fanfic #reylo fanfiction #reylo fic rec #adam driver #ben solo #kylo ren #reylo au #rey x ben #hollywood #golden age of hollywood #classic hollywood #old hollywood

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youshotfirst · 1 month

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Winter Rental by FoolsGoldd

Rey has lived in Jakku, a small shore town known for its quiet beaches and even quieter winters, for her entire life. After a seemingly harmless date with a stranger goes terribly awry, Rey will learn they have a lot more in common than their undeniable attraction to one another. A month later, a twist in fate, a winter rental and a rescue dog will bring them closer together than ever.

Chapter List Below - updated 4/16

The Sting

The Man

The Market

The Date

The Date (Part Two)

The Date (Part Three)

The Past

The Rental

The Deal

The Deal (Part Two)

The Truce

The Bike

The Bike (Part Two)

The Bike (Part Three)

The Party

The Party (Part Two)

The Party (Part Three)

The List

The Proposal

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noctisxx · 1 year

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Here are my 5 Fics that got me through the week!

A More Private Debriefing

FAILSAFE

Amor deliria nervosa

Speak Up, Minister

Aim True

#dramione #fanfiction #hermione granger #draco malfoy #harry potter #dramione fanart #dramione fanfic #dhr fanfiction #fanfic #dramione fandom #reylo fic rec #star wars #reylo fanfic

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nitwitinc · 10 months

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hey folks - I might dig out a few of my other recent recs from my twts on the bird app. This one from the lovely @linearao3

#reylo ao3 #reylo fic rec #reylo

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busdriver-55 · 2 years

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Nerdy AU

Looking For Raid by @p0lkadotdotdot: Kyl0R3n is a Cyborg tank. Lightbeam is a Monk healer. Almost every night they chat together, raid together and occasionally hit the battlegrounds of the internationally popularMMO Star Republic. Ben Solo is an architect. Rey Jackson is a structural engineer. Both work together at New Order Construction and can be seen frequently at each others throats.If only they knew... "Anyone could be anyone behind a screen and keyboard..."

Play To Win by Enterprisingly: Ben Solo – aka KyloRen – is a professional gamer, playing the first-person-shooter StarKiller for the internationally ranked eSports team, The First Order. He’s made a name for himself as a ruthless competitor with a ferocious temper and top-notch skills that can’tbe beat. That is, until a mystery player named ReyOfLight begins thoroughly trouncing him whenever they cross paths.What follows is the unlikely story of a rivalry that turns into a friendship that turns into … something else entirely, all while the eSports community watches with bated breath and popcorn in hand.

enemies-to-lovers by @the-reylo-void: Six months ago, the popular space opera Lost Galaxy did the unthinkable: it made the controversial enemy-soldier ship MattKira canon. That would be bad enough on its own, but then anti blogger Rey finds a MattKira fanfiction reblogged onto her dashboard. Her solution? Start hate-reading it and posting a running commentary on just how bad it is. One problem. The fic is actually pretty good. And then the author, KyloRen, sends her a message...

Talk to You Later by @soloredeemed: Ben and Rey are both on tumblr, they like the same fandom, and one of them stumbles upon and likes the other's post. Ben (KyloRen) is pretty well known in the Space Wars fandom, and Rey (JustRey) never expected him to reply when she sent him a dm. The two slowly become friends... (and then some). But KyloRen is, well, not who he says he is.

And I wish that you were here by @meadowhayle: Just when Rey is about to see her online boyfriend Kylo for the first time, her car breaks down in the middle of a snowed in forest. Forced to look for help she ends up at Ben Solo's cabin, who seems to be more than meets the eye.

if you're ready comic get it by violethoure666: When a chain store opens across the street from Rey's comic book store, she decides to goto war with the loathsome new owner, little realizing he's the same guy she's been internet crushing on forever. Modern You've Got Mail AU with way more comic books and tumblr instead of email.

Inked by @kylosspaceprincess: Rey Jackson is a comic book artist who works for Kyber Publishing. She spends her time sketching out comics in pencil and then sending them off to someone who will color and ink them. Kylo Ren is that someone. The two have never met, although they simply despise each other. Rey hates how Kylo sometimes colors the drawings opposite to how she imagines them, and Kylo hates how messy her sketches are and how he has to decipher which lines are meant to be there.

Skywalker Comics by msmerlin: When Rey shows up to work one rainy night during monsoon season she never expected tofind out Luke sold Skywalker Comics and that her new boss was more than she bargainedfor.

#reylo #reylo fic rec #modern au #gaming au #fandom au #comic shop au #cuteness

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readingreylo · 1 year

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The Funny Thing About Sex by @atelala

Art by Claire (@theriseofswolo )

YOU GUYS

HAVE YOU READ THIS FIC YET?

yes, it's a WIP and I know some of you are a little adverse to them BUT

This is one heck of a fic and it's only on chapter 7.

If you like

funny-as-heck-but-shy-hot-mess!Rey

and

Uptight-but-sweet-yet-spicy-and-too-put-together-for-his-own-good!Ben Solo

Then you should check this fic out *sage nod*

#reylo fic rec #reylo #reylo fanfic #reylo fan art #fan art #reylo au #the art by Claire so perfectly encapsulates them 😘👌

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benvskylo · 2 years

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Hi there! I'm on a mission to find a certain fic and I think you may have the knowledge to know what it is, or direct me to another blog who may have it on their lists. It's a reylo fic where they are both musicians and I remember it mentioning a Stradivarius and there being a concert and a happy ending. That's all I remember unfortunately, but I have a strong urge to reread this fic so any help is appreciated <3

I only have 2 musician fics I can think of, but I’m not sure if they are the one you’re looking for! If anyone can think of more, leave them in the comments! (Update: the fic has been found!!)

For classical musicians:

Fugue de Saudade Rated T/ 22 chapters, 79k words/ Ben and Rey dated 3 years ago. It didn’t end well. Now, she’s nearing the end of her schooling at Juilliard, he’s a world famous pianist, and now he’s back in New York for a performance.

For a more singer/songwriter type:

Hanging On A Star Rated E/ 16 chapters, 82k words/ 5 years ago Rey met Ben, a musician in need of a break, when his car breaks down. Now, Rey is a breakout singer with a major label deal and an old photo of her kissing the lead singer of a popular rock band just won’t go away

There’s also these 2 that are in my marked for later, but I haven’t actually read them yet so idk what happens😅

Oblivion Chasing Lightning

#reylo #star wars #reylo fandom #reylo fic #reylo ao3 #rey #ben solo #kylo ren #daisy ridley #adam driver #reylo fan fic #reylo fic rec #reylo au #ao3

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filhadoboto · 1 year

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Chapters: 8/8 (Teen And Up Audiences) Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Leia Organa, Harter Kalonia, Sheev Palpatine | Darth Sidious, Rose Tico, Finn (Star Wars), Poe Dameron, Chewbacca (Star Wars), Maz Kanata, Original Male Character(s) Additional Tags: Canon Compliant, through The Last Jedi, Star Wars: The Rise of Skywalker Fix-It, rewriting TROS fairytale style, Alternate Universe - Canon Divergence, Angst with a Happy Ending, HEA, Fairy Tale Retellings, Ballad 39: Tam Lin, One True Pairing, Force Bond (Star Wars), Force Visions (Star Wars), Force Dyad (Star Wars), Force Lightning (Star Wars), The Force Ships It (Star Wars), The Force Made Them Do It (Star Wars), Pregnancy Via The Force (Star Wars), POV Rey (Star Wars), Virgin Rey (Star Wars), Fierce Rey (Star Wars), Kylo Ren Redemption, Ben Solo Lives, Ben Solo Needs A Hug, Soft Ben Solo, Married Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren, Fluff, Nudity, Unplanned Pregnancy, Morning Sickness, Babies, Snakes, and other Star Wars monsters, Canon-Typical Violence, Meta

Series: Part 3 of Happy Ever Reylo - Fairy Tales Reimagined, Part 11 of XE's Reylo Multi-Chapter (Canonverse)

Summary: Rey’s shock in learning she’s pregnant, given she’s a virgin, is only surpassed by her shock over the father’s identity. She’ll free Ben Solo or die trying. A canonverse retelling of the Scottish fairy tale, “The Ballad of Tam Lin.”

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“The good news,” Dr. Kalonia said, “is that there’s a positive match in the DNA registry.”

“You still think this is a baby?” Rey asked, dumbfounded.

“Without a doubt, my dear.”

Rey’s heart pounded hard enough to bound straight out of her chest. “That’s impossible. I’ve never—”

“Rey,” Leia interrupted in a tone that brooked no opposition. “The father of your child is my son.”

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themothergoodwitch · 2 years

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Kylo Ren x Rey

Ben x Rey

Solo x Palpatine

Word Count: 4081

Warnings: Death, injury, ghost, fluff, sadness, begging, forcing,

Summary: "Please, put me down. It's just a sprained ankle."

We meet Rey, momentarily after Ben succumbed to the force. But wait, how is he helping her off of the planet? And, honestly, we all know how Rey and her wildly independent personality would feel about being helped...

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There was nothing but silence and the crunch of gravel that came from the footsteps of the man leading us both quickly to any operating ship.

“Please, put me down…” I begged.

“Mn-mmn.” He shook his head. I felt it as hair brushed against my ribs.

“I can walk, Ben.” I pleaded while hanging off the back of the shoulder Ben Solo had draped me over, while we tromped across the flat plains of Exegol.

“I’m aware.” He stated, low and evenly. I could tell by his tone that wasn’t where this was ending. “But considering you and I just played a very risky game of life force exchange… I’m not gambling with the gods, anymore. I just want off of this kriffing planet while we still have the strength.”

His hand, which had been wrapped around my hamstrings and holding down my thighs, pulled back and rested against my hip bone to steady me on his shoulder. The tingle of his fingertips against the bit of exposed skin on my side seeped all the way into my spine and I sighed. Deeply.

Moments ago, Ben Solo had used all of his own life force reserve to bring me back from death, to then… be pulled into the world between worlds himself when his body reacted to the lack of resources to pull from.

I remember watching the life fade from his eyes when his soft and kind gaze turned from human to hollow. The panic in the grip of our hands together when he began to slip. Pain in my lungs as it felt like I was being ripped in half.

We had just, finally, been able to reach the point we had been fighting for the past year. Since the moment we met, that feeling we felt. It finally all made sense, we made it. The dyad that we were, the belonging we both felt within each other, came to a notable peak with the kiss that had molded us back together and into a whole again. Only, he collapsed against the stone in front of me, life ripped from his body, from mine.

I watched his skin fade into thin air below me. Sitting in the stone room, surrounded, again, by the nothing that had haunted me and become my very existence for so long. I had just experienced the most amazing thing I never dreamed I would. The love and support which had momentarily flooded my entire being, overflowing me with the force of all the Jedi before me, helping me bring down Palpatine, and now, I was alone again. But not just alone, back to the half I had always felt before I had found the one who made me complete.

I sat back, pulling the black shirt of Ben solo with me and onto my lap. Folding myself into a meditative position, I closed my eyes and gripped the shirt while imploring anyone to guide him back to me, to guide me to save him. His grandfather who had helped him with his inner and torturous light and dark side battle. His mother, who we felt slip away together on the wet planet of Kef Bir, as I had seared him through, with his own saber, before I had healed him, experiencing his grief simultaneously.

“Be with me,” I whispered through the galaxy, searching for his signature. “Ben… come back to me.” I practically whined. Trying to calm myself with deep breaths and willingness. “We’re not done, Solo...”

The silence was deafening. I could hear the blood traveling through my body. Deep, slow, calming breaths. “Leia.” I tried. “I know what you did. Using the last of your strength to get a message to Ben when you knew he needed it the most.” The pause and the feeling of losing his mother gave Kylo Ren the push that he needed to see what he really needed to do. “Mothers always seem to know.” I swallowed the painful lump within my throat, as I didn’t know if it was true but I had heard it uttered between the older scavengers on Jakku. “Well… I need you to do me one last favor.” Wishing with every fiber of my being, sitting as still as possible, barely moving to even breathe, “Please…” down to my last hope. When…

“Rey.”

The sound came from in front of me, gentle and comforting. I opened my eyes. Tears welled in them when I saw her standing in front of me. Jumping to my feet in a hurry I wrapped my hands within the shirt of Bens and cleared my throat. “Kriff, I can’t believe that worked.” I exhaled.

Leia’s face in front of me contorted in only the way hers would at such a remark. “You’re more powerful than you know, young lady.”

The smallest smile humbled my lips and I went to speak, to ask her for help.

“No need.” She raised her hand between us. “I know.”

Her hand reached out and touched the black shirt, I was shocked to feel the weight of her touch on the pile of fabric between our skin, even though I knew she was only a force ghost in front of me. “General…” I started.

The smile that worked from the corners of her mouth all the way to her eyes gave me a warmth like that of a summer breeze around my torso, causing me to stop. “Sweet Rey… you brought my son back.”

Knowing exactly what she meant by that I started to shake my head slowly. “No… he found his own way.” I know I didn’t do much in the way of guiding him, as I knew close to nothing of what had been going on in the last year myself.

A laugh came from the throat of the woman in front of me. “Yes, he did.” She nodded and looked me straight in the eyes. “To you.”

There was a pull of my brow that caused a raise in hers. I slowly took a breath in to fill my lungs, which was let out just as slowly while I pulled his black shirt close to my chest. “I knew there was light in him. So much more than he wanted to admit. The anger he tried to hold on to never could have smothered it.” Wrapping my arms around myself I attempted to soothe myself when having to think of him finally giving into the light, only to have it snuffed out. I felt the pressure of tears pushing behind my eyes, again.

“That strength that I felt in you, Rey. It wasn’t just to bring down Palpatine. It wasn’t only from your lineage. And it doesn’t just relate to your connection with Ben.” Her words were enough to pull me from my thoughts.

“What do you mean?” My fingers gripped my elbow tightly.

“You possess powers that until recently many had only tried and failed at, young apprentice.” The last words were a slight nod in her humor as Leia had in fact trained her, but hadn’t been much more than a guide.

I bit at my lower lip dropping one of my arms to my side. “I just, see stuff, hear ideas, try things… I’m not even sure if some of the stuff is possible.” Shrugging a shoulder. “Until after I do it.” I looked down at the ground and grimaced at the thought of how many things I must have looked like a fool at trying.

Leia hummed. “You sound just like my Han.” Pursing her lips at me, which I caught when I glanced back up at her. “Which is probably why you’ve done so well. He never thought twice about something. Well, to be honest, he sometimes didn’t even think it through the first time.” Winking at me which made me smile. “Sometimes that blind leap of faith is just the recipe for success in the world of risk versus reward, considering the dangerous lives we lead.”

Nodding at me, visually trying to convince me that she was right. The thing was… I was pretty sure she knew the answers to questions I hadn’t even asked yet. “What are we talking about here Leia? I need you to help me get him back. I can’t do this without him.” My breath caught in my chest at the idea and I choked out the last few words, bringing a hand up to my neck, the soft feeling of Ben’s shirt against my chest, ever so calming.

There was a short moment where I watched Leia’s gaze go from knowing to sympathy and I could tell she wanted to bring me into a hug. “Sweet girl. You most certainly could.” She tilted her head. “However, you shouldn’t have to.” Shaking her head with her words.

“I don’t know what to do.” Hiccuping under the stress of this trauma. I extended my arms around the empty stone room, the wrapped shirt that had been gripped so tightly around my hand flopped outward and long until it flapped back against my thigh. Reaching over with my other hand I draped it over my arm and folded them under my chest, looking expectantly at the general of The Resistance in front of me. Begging for more than guidance.

Leia just reached out with her force ghost hand and gripped at my left elbow. I noticed the buzz of the connection as it radiated up my arm and around my shoulder. My neck was suddenly warm and the base of my skull vibrated as this feeling grew, flowing into my entire system. I stared down at the woman in front of me, and she nodded quietly. “Come Rey. Let’s go get Ben.” Her brown eyes then closed and I followed suit, closing mine and following the feeling that this was going to work, despite knowing precisely what this was.

A beat.

Suddenly I felt it, a deep seeded need to take a deep breath and open my eyes. I did. I couldn’t tell you where I was. I saw minimal lights around me, dim, as if I was out in deep space where even the stars started to flicker. Frantically, I began to search for Leia, as I realized that I could no longer sense her force ghost against my elbow. Observing no one around me, I took a calming breath and looked instead for her signature. I felt so many begin to flood my space.

Realizing what I was doing here, I squeezed my eyes tightly together and focused, one signature, one force, one aura, that is all I need.

“Solo…” I whispered. Asking something, someone, anyone to show him to me.

Come on… there was a flicker, and I couldn’t tell if it was from the sheer volume of the force around here, or him. I pushed out with my own force. “Feel me…” I demanded, whispering low and slow. “Find me.” I took another slow, steadying breath and pushed. “Like you always do.” I couldn’t extend my arms the way I was taught. Not while holding onto his sweater. Without breaking the concentration I had started, I slid the sleeves of the sweater up over my arms and left the body of it hanging over my chest.

Shifting, I widened my stance, bent my knees, bounced slightly, reaching out my hands, I turned them upwards, asking for, beseeching for something to fill them, for him to find my reach, ready to take his hand. My closed eyes strained behind their lids, I felt the tears escape them slowly, one by one. “A Dyad can never exist if one of them is gone. Half of me will always be empty, missing, crying, entreating for something I cannot give it if you stay here. You had no right to take that away from me. I’m not intact without you. I’ll never stop looking for you. How will I survive on fumes? The hero cannot die in this story. Not my story. Your story is more than that. We deserve better, don’t you think so? I think we’ve suffered enough. I want to know what it feels like to belong for longer than a kiss, or a sweet embrace, I should be allowed to, I should get to know what that's like.” I felt the sob creep out before I could stop it. “You should too…” I’m not even sure if I said that out loud. Sniffling my tears back, I focused again on finding the signature I was looking for. It was getting loud in here.

That’s when it happened.

A bright, glaring, white, and green signature beamed from the far left of the extended area I had searched. My feet took off before my mind had told them to. Legs carried me faster than my body had known how to keep up with. Or so it felt. I wasn’t letting this glimpse out of my sight. Gaining on it, quickly it darted towards me and in an attempt to stop so that we didn’t collide, I stumbled and fell over my own limbs. Barely noticing a pop within said limbs as it forced me to collide with the floor I hadn’t previously felt below me I now lay sprawled along it.

All at once, I registered the signature coming into my force space, looking up, beyond the glaring white/green color that surrounded the figure, I was able to focus on him. “Ben.” The name hadn’t even been spoken, I was sure of it. I had only thought it.

The look in his eyes said differently, it was the one that he gave me when I said his birth name. He heard me. Spoken or not. “Scavenger.” He nodded his head at me.

Then his arm extended to me like I was oh so familiar. Staring at his hand. I reached for it without hesitation this time and wrapped my fingers tightly around his bare hand. Somehow, he was solid. I hadn’t even asked myself how before he was pulling me up. I winced as the weight of my body registered on my ankle. Shifting, I quickly got off of the offending limb while never taking my eyes off of him. “How?” I squeezed and rubbed my thumb over the back of his hand.

Ben did nothing but stare down at me. “I heard you.”

I blinked back at him.

“You’re quite loud. And you seem to have a lot to say.” He spoke so simply. Dead pan, speaking the words so factually.

My face dropped and I stared through his honey brown gaze that was hinting at amusement. “Not sure why I bothered, actually.” I shrugged and the body of his shirt shifted off of my shoulders and slid down my arms. My hands caught it before it hit the floor. Immediately noticed that Ben stood before me, in colors I had never seen before. His chest adorned a forest green Henley, sleeves pushed up to his elbows. Mud brown jogger-type pants held up with a belt similar to his father's, actually, upon closer inspection, it was his father's belt holster. Rey looked from his mid-calf brown boots to his worn tan vest and then finally her eyes registered that he had been observing her. “What?” I countered.

His thumb brushed against the inside of my wrist beneath the shirt now covering our hands and my defensive wall swayed dangerously.

“You’re right.” I swallowed and he continued, his gaze never waivering from mine. “We deserve more.” He pulled me towards him as he stepped in towards me.

I didn’t even think, I released the one arm of the fabric and swung his black shirt around his neck before I pulled him down for a kiss. Ben didn’t protest, in fact, he met me there. Again, our lips connected like they were meant to. The actions spoke for our unsaid, stumbling and unexpressed words. A hot coal was lit at the pit of my stomach as our mouths danced for a bit longer than they had back on exogal. Fingers manipulating, wrists twisting inside the shirt I wrapped it tighter to pull him closer and that’s when my leg took on too much weight and I winced, falling from my stretch up to meet him, our lips parted.

Ben's hands at my lower back gripped at me to try and hold me steady. I realized he was looking down at my legs to figure out what went wrong, the pads of his fingers pressing into my skin causing the heat in my stomach to reach out towards where his fingers were. Momentarily the ankle pain was gone. Biting my lip I shifted my weight off of the sore ankle and looked up at him through humble lashes.

The question I could see behind his eyes was never asked.

A voice broke up our exchange. “Come on kids, the door won’t stay open forever.” We both turned and saw Leia, surrounded by an orange glow that was a door, it seemed, between the worlds. She started ushering us along and I reached to grab Ben's hand but he had moved so quickly I couldn’t react any differently than I had. Which was to squeal.

He had hoisted me over his shoulder to then carry me to the door, where he stopped by his mother.

“My boy.” She whispered.

Ben took a slow breath. “Mom… I…” He started, sounding as if he didn’t know how to say what he wanted to.

I saw her nod from the corner of my eye. “I know.” She reached up, her hand gently stroking his cheek like a mother would assess her child for a fever. “Take care of each other now.” She turned to form him to me, folded in half over her son's need to control.

I nodded and gave a partial salute. “Of course General. You can count on me.” I smiled. “I don’t know how I’ll ever repay you.” Gesturing towards Ben and the position we were currently in.

Leia chuckled and reached out to cup my shoulder. “Oh darling, I get to watch my son be happy for the rest of his life. What more could a mother ever ask for?” She quirked her head to the side in sarcastic accusation between the two of us. I couldn’t help but wonder what she knew and wasn’t telling us. “Now, go on.” She stepped aside from the doorway and pointed us through.

Ben didn’t oblige, instead, he side-stepped to his mother, wrapped his free arm around her shoulders in a hug, and awkwardly bent down to kiss her forehead. Then he gently let go and nodded before walking over to the doorway. I watched her follow us close enough to the opening. “May the force be with you.” The voice carried through the closing veil as the doorway and the sight of her vanished.

It all felt like a blink and now we were in front of the aircraft that would be taking us off the unstable planet. Ben took both hands and reached up to grip my hips with purpose. He lifted me again and manipulated me so that he was holding me like he had so long ago when he kidnapped me from Tuanul. I ‘oofff’d’ and seared up at him in exasperation.

He shook his head at me and carried me up onto the ship and attempted to settle me before taking the time to look over my leg. Requesting, kindly, the shirt from my hands, gently he wrapped it around my ankle to stabilize it.

I waited for him to finish and then cleared my throat. “It’s just a sprained ankle.”

Ben smiled and took my chin into his palm gently. “And for once, sweetheart, you, are the only thing I get to worry about.” His thumb caressed my jaw. “So I plan to do so appropriately.” He pulled me, chin first, towards him and leaned down to kiss me.

A chaste kiss, one of caring, and promising nurture, which I returned, never closing my eyes.

In awe.

I felt a swelling of love building in my chest. Staring and following him as he began to prepare the ship for taking off. “Wow.”

There was flicking of switches and motors powering on, the humming of the electricity and lights coming to life. His distraction in the form of preparing the ship was fascinating to my eyes. He barely registered my comment. “What?”

I just chuckled. “Suddenly you think you’re a pilot.”

The preparation stopped. He looked over at me. His eyes narrowed. “Like my father before me.” The expression on his face was serious and challenging.

Unable to contain myself, a grin the width of my face appeared. “You’re joking.” I waited for him to break.

He didn’t. “Rey…” he went back to the last few tasks before takeoff, Revving the engine, he looked over at me. “I learned how to fly the flacon on my father's lap before I fully got the gist of walking.” He pulled back on the yoke and the craft shifted to hover above the planet's surface. Pivoting to me he half smirked. “My grandfather was Anikan Skywalker, an unmatched starfighter pilot before he even trained to become a Jedi, which only amplified his skills.” A shrug of his shoulder shifted him to the view shield as he navigated the sky in the map of his mind and punched the coordinates and calculations in for light speed. “It’s in my blood.”

My hand had come up at some point and rested my fingers around my mouth in order to contain my shock and disbelief. “Ben, you’re not going to always be the pilot.” I moved my hand over to hold the side of my Jaw.

His fingers twitched and hovered over the handle to push for speed adjustment. “How about this.” His hand dropped to his lap and he turned in the pilot chair to look at me.

I turned and faced him equally. “I’m listening.”

He grabbed my hand from the chair's arm rail, linked our fingers together, and pulled it up in front of his mouth to kiss my knuckles. Then he navigated our hands to place both of them on the lever, he shifted to gaze his newly playful amber eyes at me and said, “I’ll fight you for it.”

There had to have been stars that burst from my eyes as the love I felt for the radiating light of a changed (yet still the same and ever playful) man in front of me was overwhelming and comforting.

“Deal.” I said with conviction and we both swiveled to face the galaxy while simultaneously pushing the lever all the way forward and jolting us into light speed. The momentum jerked us back into our seats but our hands remained connected, falling, linked, between the seats.

I looked over at him and he slowly returned the gaze. I could tell everything that I was feeling, and he was too. Not just due to the force. I could feel, hear, taste, smell, and touch our connection. But it was more than that. It was a knowing. A presence. The smallest atom within me that belonged to this feeling, this man, acted accordingly.

As I thought about where we were going I realized it didn’t matter, because wherever it was, would be home. My home is not a place. It never was. My home is a person, a person I never saw coming, the person who saved me, the person I saved. My home was in Ben Solo and his home was me.

Dyads in the force, two as one.

I was Ben’s light and he was mine, we didn’t out-spit-shine each other’s darkness just as we didn’t grimly dim the other's light. We ebbed, we fluxed, we flowed. Finally where we belonged. Each of us was a bit broken with no intent to fix the other, but that’s just it, that was how all this light got in. It would guide us right where we needed to go.

I returned from his gaze and closed my eyes to the humming of the autopilot of the ship taking over my worldly senses. Melting down into the co-pilot seat, I realized how much I needed sleep. My hand squeezed his and he copied the motion, this was it, what I was missing, this feeling, my home. Now I had it, and I was never letting go.

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A/N: Yikes, not so short but UGH I couldn’t stop. TY friendly Tumblr person that I follow for posting story prompts. As this got me through a day of tracking through airports and madness. Thank you to any and all who read. I love and appreciate you allllllllllllll. MTFBWY. ^_^

IMAGE CREDIT: 2018 iza-chan.deviantart.com

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clyde-logan · 2 years

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The Muse by ComatoseButAudible is now available on AO3

Originally posted in 2018, now reposted with some edits.

Fashion Designer Ben Solo attends a ball hosted by his mother, Leia and sees her usually irritating assistant in a new light.

#reylo #reylo au #reylo fanfic #reylo fanfiction #reylo fic #reylo fic rec #reylofic

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vedavan · 1 year

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About a year ago, I started writing and posting my first multi chapter fic, called Hollywoodland. I recently re-read it, from beginning to end, and made some edits along the way. Nothing so major that I felt compelled to do a complete takedown and repost, but I did clean up and tighten a few things, while adding some extra spiciness and texture to a few existing scenes.

I also wanted to put all the lovely artwork, moodies, and aesthetics together in one place. I'm still awed that something I wrote inspired these gorgeous gifts and commissions.

As I put this one behind me and move on to the next adventure, I just want to thank everyone who took the time to read, and for making this experience one I'll never forget. 💖💖💖

AO3 link here

Art by @boomdafunk @stavrogin80

Moodboard and aesthetics by @semperfidani @sofondabooks

#reylo #reylo fanfiction #reylo fic rec #hollywood #old hollywood #classic hollywood #reylo ao3 #reylo promo

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