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missgeneralreylo · 5 months
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Part 4 Reylo creation from AI
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Doing the challenge of Moem_3 on twitter.
Here is mine : The Last Jedi (2017)
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thesirenbanshee · 1 month
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Hello, my Reylo beauties! Here is “Chapter 1” of my new fic, written for the Twilight Zone Reylo Collection II. It’s inspired by both the Twilight Zone Tower of Terror ride at Disney and the Elevator Game you might’ve seen on the Internet. 🖤🤍
TITLE: Elevator to Another Dimension
RATING: Explicit
SUMMARY:
“Long ago, on a stormy night much like this, movie star Ben Solo disappeared after lightning struck the elevator shaft of the Twilight Tower Hotel. Ever since then, the allegedly haunted hotel has sat closed, unwanted, and abandoned. But now, decades later, the hotel is to be renovated. Rey, a lover of classic Ben Solo films, has been tasked with bringing the broken-down elevator back to life.
What secrets does the old elevator hold? And what really happened to Ben Solo all those years ago? When she steps inside the elevator, Rey just might discover that elevators can take you to more than different floors in a building. In fact, elevators may actually have the ability to transport you to . . . another dimension.”
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darlinglittlemeg · 1 year
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Rey: you two need to talk this out. This is ridiculous!
Ben: fine! You tried to kill me
Luke: you thought about the dark side!
Ben: I was having a nightmare!
Luke: who’s fault is that?!
Ben: what no, you-
Rey: okay this isn’t how-
Din: let them. They need to see how stupid they both are sometimes.
Rey: why?
Din: child, if I have learned anything from this family. it’s that they need to feel stupid before they can see their own wrong.
Rey: …what if they fight with their sabers?
Din: …didn’t think of that
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celartzee · 2 years
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smuggler ben solo (au)
takes place during tfa
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snowbyrdn7 · 2 years
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Hades and Persephone a Reylo take. An ai generated Reylo piece prompted by me
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zydrvs · 2 years
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the whole aspect of reylo, to me, is just so pure and emotional.
when you really think about it, it’s a guy who gave up the entire galaxy for a ‘nobody’. like he was literally the leader of the galactic and he dropped it just so he had a slight chance of being with her.
which is why i regularly say that i want a ben solo in my life
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cinematicsstuff · 2 years
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Here's another part of the interview, where Hayden talks about the Star Wars universe and how much he LOVES to see it growing, a universe which, as Ewan mentioned just before, fascinates by the fact it can tell so many stories from different time lines and characters.
A galactic universe far far away, but also paradoxically quite close to us by its intrinsic humanity (the desire to possess, to dominate, but also to resist and save).
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Thanks @burime_666 for your very insightful comment. Indeed Hayden uses "to love" to express his feelings about Star Wars whereas a more common use would have wanted him to use "to like". As Deborah Chow once said about Ewan McGregor, it looks like he's in love with his character. And maybe this love hides something even more beautiful and profound.
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welldonebeca · 1 year
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The Duchess and the Bastard (VIII) - Comes the Night
WC: 1.4k words Warnings: Fluff. Victorian AU. Hurt/comfort.
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Rey laid on her bed with her hands crossed over her stomach, hours after Ben had left her home, chasing sleep, but unable to stop her mind from the way it was rushing and rushing.
They were getting married.
She was marrying Ben.
He was proposing tomorrow.
Her lips were still warm from his lips on her, and curls at the apex of her thighs were still tingling after his scoundrel’s kiss.
The morning couldn’t get quicker, lunch couldn’t come faster.
And yet, here she was, lying on her bed in the dark, waiting for the sun to come up.
Her skin was burning. She could still remember his fingers tracing her legs, his lips touching her thighs. She was barely aware of how her own hands were moving to mirror his touches until her skin shivered, and her cheeks flushed hot when her fingers tapped on her folds, finding them slippery and warm.
His hands were so big, she knew he could take both of her breasts in a single hand. His fingers had only touched her so shortly.
Ben had said it himself, he was eager to defile her.
And the way he had kissed her…
She was eager to feel that again.
Rey tested the spot between her legs like he had, taking her wetness, parting her inner lips, and gasped when her fingers touched her sensitive pearl and her body all erupted in a warm shock, much softer than when Ben had kissed her, but no less enticing.
She rolled it under her wet digit, curious and tentative, and let her eyes drift close.
It felt so good. No wonder he had been so eager to kiss her there.
She imagined him touching her. Her fiancé, soon to be her husband.
His plush lips on hers, big hands squeezing her breasts and her thighs, Hungry eyes appreciating every inch of her skin, devouring her the way he always seemed eager to do.
Defiling her.
Her breath kicked, and she covered her mouth with a hand, not wanting to be found by anyone.
Rey chased her peak, whining embarrassed to herself, though it was to no real avail, and stopped when she felt just she was going to pee herself.
It didn’t matter how much she imagined Ben when he wasn’t there and when she didn’t know how he did it.
She pulled her hands quickly from between her legs when a little knock came from her door, and pulled her sheets closer up to her face.
“Rey?” her grandfather called. “Can I come inside?”
Rey clenched her sheets a little more, tense, and swallowed down.
“Yes, sir,” she answered, still.
The door opened slowly, and he walked into her room, relying on his cane to support himself.
The days when Rey saw how old her grandfather actually was, were very rare. He was a big man in their society. Grandfather was in his 80s, older than anyone she had ever met, but he always had a strong routine: he ate well, took daily walks and was healthier than Rey herself. She had never seen him coughing, his vision was perfect, and his hearing was better than hers sometimes.
So seeing him like this, weak as he walked with his cane, looking tired and sad, was strange.
Of course he wanted Rey to marry and have a child. How long much time did he still had to see them being born?
Her pulled her armchair and sat down, and she stood up, taking her robe and wrapping it around her nightgown before sitting right in front of him.
“We had a long night, didn’t we?” he asked softly.
Rey sighed, casting her eyes down, and rubbed her hands down her thigh.
“I’m sorry,” she spoke softly.
Rey never felt good hiding the truth from him.
Sure, there was a thrill in hiding and sneaking around with Ben, and it was fun, but at the end of the day, she still felt bad.
This was her grandfather, her family. Not being able to share this with him was devastating, and she dreaded the moment she knew she would have to come out more and more every day, because she knew they were past the point of the secret being acceptable.
“It’s not like it wasn’t on me, the secret,” he scowled to himself. “I feel like I created the situation.”
She rose his eyes to him, confused.
“You didn’t do anything wrong,” she reminded him. “I was the one hiding everything.”
Her grandfather shot her a sad smile.
“Rebecca…” he sighed. “The way I ill-spoke of Benjamin and his parents was terrible,” he reminded her. “Tonight was the first time I had ever spoken to the boy before. I ignored his prestigious reputation and the good words that my friends told of him because of his name.”
She relaxed, and he took a hand to his face, pinching his nose.
“I pushed so many men to you, tried to pair you up with Lord Dameron when he had said himself he didn’t know if he was worthy of you, if he loved you the way you should be loved, because I thought you two could construct it together,” he told her in a confessional tone.
They had never talked about this - about Lord Dameron. Of course, Rey obviously knew they had conversed about her, so he could formally court her, but she never knew what their interactions consisted of.
“When the whole time, you had someone who loved you the right way,” he looked at her face.
He fixed his eyes on her face and tilted his head the littlest bit.
“You know, he offered me so much in exchange to let you marry him,” he told her.
Rey wasn’t surprised. Ben loved her. Didn’t people do everything for someone they loved?
“Lord Solo’s lack of legitimisation has a reason,” he told her. “He doesn’t want to be considered for the line of the throne. He wants the princess to be queen, and if he was a true Prince, there could be a precedent to replace her with himself.”
Yes, he had told her that.
King Luke only had one child, Princess Kaydel. Alderaan had had Queens before, but they were rare, and there were many moments in history when Hereditary Princesses were replaced by their legitimate male cousins and offered to marry them.
“He asked if being legitimate would make him worthy of you,” grandfather told her. “If giving up on the complementary titles he would receive would make me accept him into our family. Benjamin offered to work for his living, to get every man and woman he knew to come to tell me who he was. Even his enemies! Especially his enemies.”
Her heart felt warm as a soft feeling surrounded it, and her grandfather reached for her, taking her hand.
“And the way he spoke of you,” he took a hand to her face, gentle and affection. “My Rebecca. His Rey.”
Grandfather watched her face, careful and attentive.
“You are the moon to him,” he told her. “And I don’t think I would ever find someone as devoted to you as he is.”
He moved away, slowly, but kept his hand on hers, and she blinked some stubborn tears that filled her eyes.
“So I want to apologise,” he took his free hand to join the other one. “For making you feel you couldn’t bring him to me. For making you feel I wouldn’t understand.”
“I should have told you,” she felt a tear running down her cheek. “That it was happening, that we were seeing one another.”
“I know,” he squeezed her knuckles. “I know.”
Grandfather raised her hand to his lips and kissed her knuckles.
“I want you to be happy,” he told her, watching her face. “And I believe he will make you happy.”
Rey smiled, letting her shoulders drop as she relaxed.
“I know,” she told him. “I do too.”
Grandfather nodded, and squeezed her hand before standing up, and she quickly did the same.
“Go sleep, my dear,” he moved to her and kissed her cheek. “It’s late.”
Rey nodded, but didn’t move, watching him step out of the room slowly before walking to her bed.
She took off her robe and was ready to climb back into bed when she heard his voice again.
“Rebecca?” he called.
She looked at him, and grandfather was holding the door open, looking in her direction.
“Yes, sir?” she asked.
“I love you, my daughter,” grandfather told her. “Very much.”
Rey couldn’t help the little smile that grew on her lips.
“I love you too.”
He smiled along, and closed her door, leaving her alone
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000glow · 2 years
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if this is an interrogation scene.. then why then what
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typesomesensetome · 5 months
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Marked
a Reylo AU by TypeSomeSenseToMe
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Excerpt:
There was knocking at the door and Rey snapped to attentive stillness. Kylo was still in the bathing room.
Her heart pounded with a tinge of fear because she didn’t know what to do.
She stood and slowly went to the door. The person on the other side did not continue to knock, but they did slip something underneath.
A white square envelope slid quickly across the carpet toward her feet.
“REN” was scrawled on the front of it in thick red ink. It looked entirely forbidding, because all she could think was that the letters could have been written with blood, and she didn’t believe that was at all outside the realm of possibilities.
Rey stared at it, then at the closed door where Kylo was, heart thudding desperately in her chest.
She picked up the envelope and ran her thumb over the letters. Not blood, but a thick-lined quill had been used to write his second name.
The man at the lobby desk had greeted Kylo as Mr. Ren. Did that mean his full name was Kylo Ren? Rey shrugged. She thought her own last name was pretty weird.
At that moment, the door to the bathing room whipped open and steam poofed out, along with a very wet and a very much unclothed Kylo Ren. His glistening chest was built out of two wide, pale slabs of muscle. His flesh was mottled with bruises and scars.
Wide eyed and burning up with embarrassment, Rey was thankful there was a white towel covering the rest of him. She waved the envelope toward his face, averting her eyes over her shoulder and away from him.
“Someone just shoved this under the door,” she squeaked at a pitch not at all like her regular tone of voice.
When the letter left her hand, she scrambled back to the dining table and promptly swallowed half a glass of water. She willed her mind to banish the titillating image of Kylo’s chest from her memory. She had enough to deal with and… that… was just one more thing too many.
She did her best to ignore Kylo for the next several minutes. But curiosity soon dug its claws into her.
He was making several trips back and forth between the closet and the bathroom. Fully dressed now in sleek black dress pants and black button-down shirt, he buttoned up a vest that matched. He brought out a small black cloth pack from the closet and unrolled it on the bed. From it he pulled a knife and strapped it to his lower leg under his sock. He had holsters built into the back of the vest and he stowed two guns, one on the right and the other on the left side. He went back into the closet and spent a few more minutes inside.
What was happening now? Was she supposed to do something? Rey stood and hesitantly shuffled closer to the closet. She peeked inside and saw Kylo methodically counting out bullets and sliding them into several metal sheaths. The letter he’d received was opened and lying on the floor next to his gun case. He finally slipped his arms into a black suit jacket and pocketed the bullets.
Kylo turned and stopped short when he found Rey watching him.
His face had changed. Gone was the man who had been laughing earlier. In his place was the scary assassin whom she’d seen shoot two men at once the day they met. The all black suit lent a quality of mystery and menace to his appearance.
He picked up the letter and put it in the breast pocket of his shirt.
Dark, dark eyes met hers and she held her breath.
“I left the pills for you on the counter. I don’t know how long I’ll be out. Keep the door locked.”
Rey blinked several times, recalling how he’d geared up with all those weapons.
Why was it so hard to breathe all of a sudden?
“But,” she began. “You will come back?”
Kylo’s mouth and his eyes softened for the briefest of moments before his features went hard again. He tipped his black-stubbled chin downward.
And then he was gone.
Read the completed fic here: Marked
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missgeneralreylo · 5 months
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More Reylo creations from AI 🥰 my imagination keep moving.
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The first digital reylo drawing I made last year. I improve a little bit since then so I might doing a new version but I love the colors.
PS : Please help me growing my page by reblogging my posts.
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thesirenbanshee · 1 month
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“Chapter 2” is up, which means Elevator to Another Dimension is now COMPLETE! Thank you to Elle and Cow for letting me be a part of the Twilight Zone Reylo Collection II. 🤍🖤
TITLE: Elevator to Another Dimension
RATING: Explicit
SUMMARY:
“Long ago, on a stormy night much like this, movie star Ben Solo disappeared after lightning struck the elevator shaft of the Twilight Tower Hotel. Ever since then, the allegedly haunted hotel has sat closed, unwanted, and abandoned. But now, decades later, the hotel is to be renovated. Rey, a lover of classic Ben Solo films, has been tasked with bringing the broken-down elevator back to life.
What secrets does the old elevator hold? And what really happened to Ben Solo all those years ago? When she steps inside the elevator, Rey just might discover that elevators can take you to more than different floors in a building. In fact, elevators may actually have the ability to transport you to . . . another dimension.”
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darlinglittlemeg · 2 years
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NO BUT LIKE WE NEED TO ADDRESS HOW REY KNOCKING VADERS HELMET AND THE ASHES POUR OUT IS EXACTLY LIKE HER DUMPING/BUMPING INTO A URN! LIKE IT SHOULD HAVE WENT-
*Rey and Ben force fighting*
*knocks helmet over*
*Ben looks down at it. Looks back up to Rey*
Ben: I know where you are
Rey: oh no!
Ben: I mean it’s fine, but like-
Rey: ???
*Ben just staring at Rey point at it with saber trying to make a sentence*
Ben: that’s umm, that’s umm-
Rey: A melted…helmet?
Ben: well yes, but it was my grandfather’s helmet…
Rey:…Ben I’m so-
Ben: and his ashes.
Rey: THE FU- WHY WOULD YOU LEAVE THAT ON A TRAY!!! BENNN!!! *runs around* DON’T WORRY ILL FIND A VACUUM!
*connection cuts*
Ben:…
Trooper: sir?
Ben: I think my girlfriend is in my room vacuuming my grandpa’s ashes…I gotta go.
*one trooper to the other*: do I want to-
Trooper: no
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celartzee · 1 year
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shopping
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