reylo word prompts
@dyadprompts.bsky.social
18+ | dms open for suggestions | please tag if I missed reposting your fill! 💙 #reylo #reyloprompts
Pinned
⭐ prompt 361 — SHEET
November 29, 2025 at 3:41 PM
⭐ prompt 361 — SHEET
Reposted by reylo word prompts
This reminds me of one my first fics:
all young lovers know why”
🪐 canon-divergent, mid-TROS
🖋️e, complete, one-shot, 9k
❤️🩹 rewriting TROS, this is canon to me
archiveofourown.org/works/52930267
all young lovers know why”
🪐 canon-divergent, mid-TROS
🖋️e, complete, one-shot, 9k
❤️🩹 rewriting TROS, this is canon to me
archiveofourown.org/works/52930267
November 28, 2025 at 11:08 PM
This reminds me of one my first fics:
all young lovers know why”
🪐 canon-divergent, mid-TROS
🖋️e, complete, one-shot, 9k
❤️🩹 rewriting TROS, this is canon to me
archiveofourown.org/works/52930267
all young lovers know why”
🪐 canon-divergent, mid-TROS
🖋️e, complete, one-shot, 9k
❤️🩹 rewriting TROS, this is canon to me
archiveofourown.org/works/52930267
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
It’s a tight squeeze; Rey can feel the rough tunnel walls all but scraping off her skin as she goes.
Worst, though, is behind her.
“You don’t want to lose those hands, Solo, you don’t even think of pushing.”
She knows they’re all but hovering inches from her ass.
“Whatever you say Niima.”
It’s a tight squeeze; Rey can feel the rough tunnel walls all but scraping off her skin as she goes.
Worst, though, is behind her.
“You don’t want to lose those hands, Solo, you don’t even think of pushing.”
She knows they’re all but hovering inches from her ass.
“Whatever you say Niima.”
November 28, 2025 at 10:21 PM
#Reylo
It’s a tight squeeze; Rey can feel the rough tunnel walls all but scraping off her skin as she goes.
Worst, though, is behind her.
“You don’t want to lose those hands, Solo, you don’t even think of pushing.”
She knows they’re all but hovering inches from her ass.
“Whatever you say Niima.”
It’s a tight squeeze; Rey can feel the rough tunnel walls all but scraping off her skin as she goes.
Worst, though, is behind her.
“You don’t want to lose those hands, Solo, you don’t even think of pushing.”
She knows they’re all but hovering inches from her ass.
“Whatever you say Niima.”
⭐ prompt 360 — SQUEEZE
November 28, 2025 at 3:53 PM
⭐ prompt 360 — SQUEEZE
Reposted by reylo word prompts
November 28, 2025 at 4:33 AM
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
The Makers enjoy playing with her, it’s the only explanation.
She’ll be on a crowded planet—it was Coruscant this time—and the sea of people will part, the hazes clear and there he is, a dead man.
Ben.
Then she’ll blink and just like that, he’ll be gone.
It’s the Makers; fucking with her.
The Makers enjoy playing with her, it’s the only explanation.
She’ll be on a crowded planet—it was Coruscant this time—and the sea of people will part, the hazes clear and there he is, a dead man.
Ben.
Then she’ll blink and just like that, he’ll be gone.
It’s the Makers; fucking with her.
November 28, 2025 at 3:50 AM
#Reylo
The Makers enjoy playing with her, it’s the only explanation.
She’ll be on a crowded planet—it was Coruscant this time—and the sea of people will part, the hazes clear and there he is, a dead man.
Ben.
Then she’ll blink and just like that, he’ll be gone.
It’s the Makers; fucking with her.
The Makers enjoy playing with her, it’s the only explanation.
She’ll be on a crowded planet—it was Coruscant this time—and the sea of people will part, the hazes clear and there he is, a dead man.
Ben.
Then she’ll blink and just like that, he’ll be gone.
It’s the Makers; fucking with her.
⭐ prompt 359 — ISLAND
November 27, 2025 at 3:45 PM
⭐ prompt 359 — ISLAND
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
‘Eagles’ they called them, American volunteers who’d braved the wide vast deadly Atlantic, souls who flew and fought and died alongside men Rey had known as boys.
She knows better but as the tall Yank with a soft smile and wings on his chest offers to buy her a pint, she wavers.
Says ‘yes’.
‘Eagles’ they called them, American volunteers who’d braved the wide vast deadly Atlantic, souls who flew and fought and died alongside men Rey had known as boys.
She knows better but as the tall Yank with a soft smile and wings on his chest offers to buy her a pint, she wavers.
Says ‘yes’.
November 26, 2025 at 9:17 PM
#Reylo
‘Eagles’ they called them, American volunteers who’d braved the wide vast deadly Atlantic, souls who flew and fought and died alongside men Rey had known as boys.
She knows better but as the tall Yank with a soft smile and wings on his chest offers to buy her a pint, she wavers.
Says ‘yes’.
‘Eagles’ they called them, American volunteers who’d braved the wide vast deadly Atlantic, souls who flew and fought and died alongside men Rey had known as boys.
She knows better but as the tall Yank with a soft smile and wings on his chest offers to buy her a pint, she wavers.
Says ‘yes’.
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
Slim as a wand, graceful as the wind, she moves across the stage on pointed shoes, so attuned to the music it seems a very part of her.
The audience sits transfixed, in awe.
Tucked into the rafters above, a man with a scarred face and troubled heart watches.
Smiles.
He can’t but miss her.
Slim as a wand, graceful as the wind, she moves across the stage on pointed shoes, so attuned to the music it seems a very part of her.
The audience sits transfixed, in awe.
Tucked into the rafters above, a man with a scarred face and troubled heart watches.
Smiles.
He can’t but miss her.
November 26, 2025 at 8:54 PM
#Reylo
Slim as a wand, graceful as the wind, she moves across the stage on pointed shoes, so attuned to the music it seems a very part of her.
The audience sits transfixed, in awe.
Tucked into the rafters above, a man with a scarred face and troubled heart watches.
Smiles.
He can’t but miss her.
Slim as a wand, graceful as the wind, she moves across the stage on pointed shoes, so attuned to the music it seems a very part of her.
The audience sits transfixed, in awe.
Tucked into the rafters above, a man with a scarred face and troubled heart watches.
Smiles.
He can’t but miss her.
⭐ prompt 358 — WAND
November 26, 2025 at 3:46 PM
⭐ prompt 358 — WAND
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
She's tiny, this little lost one, unbalanced on her feet and unsure, and the lack of pack shows, her soft chestnut fur ungroomed and unkempt.
When she throws her head back to howl, though, he sees the power she'll grow into and he's entranced.
Unbalanced, she falls; he's there to catch her.
She's tiny, this little lost one, unbalanced on her feet and unsure, and the lack of pack shows, her soft chestnut fur ungroomed and unkempt.
When she throws her head back to howl, though, he sees the power she'll grow into and he's entranced.
Unbalanced, she falls; he's there to catch her.
November 25, 2025 at 10:35 PM
#Reylo
She's tiny, this little lost one, unbalanced on her feet and unsure, and the lack of pack shows, her soft chestnut fur ungroomed and unkempt.
When she throws her head back to howl, though, he sees the power she'll grow into and he's entranced.
Unbalanced, she falls; he's there to catch her.
She's tiny, this little lost one, unbalanced on her feet and unsure, and the lack of pack shows, her soft chestnut fur ungroomed and unkempt.
When she throws her head back to howl, though, he sees the power she'll grow into and he's entranced.
Unbalanced, she falls; he's there to catch her.
⭐ prompt 357 — HOWL
November 25, 2025 at 3:24 PM
⭐ prompt 357 — HOWL
Reposted by reylo word prompts
Hux had several delicate matters to attend to: feeding his rare fish, checking his crypto wallet, deep cleaning the fridge…and once again, the noise from Kylo’s room was intolerable. First, there was shouting. Then strange thumps. And now? Throaty moans and breathless panting. Worst roommate ever.
November 25, 2025 at 2:42 PM
Hux had several delicate matters to attend to: feeding his rare fish, checking his crypto wallet, deep cleaning the fridge…and once again, the noise from Kylo’s room was intolerable. First, there was shouting. Then strange thumps. And now? Throaty moans and breathless panting. Worst roommate ever.
⭐ prompt 356 — DELICATE
November 24, 2025 at 3:41 PM
⭐ prompt 356 — DELICATE
Reposted by reylo word prompts
“Are you listening to that pod again?” Rose leans over Rey’s cubicle.
“It’s a podcast, not a pod. And yes.” She flushes red.
“Isn’t that guy, like, a incel weirdo?”
“I know…l Rey sighs, fiddling with a paper clip. “I just…like his voice.”
(Yes, he says horrible shit - but maybe she can fix him)
“It’s a podcast, not a pod. And yes.” She flushes red.
“Isn’t that guy, like, a incel weirdo?”
“I know…l Rey sighs, fiddling with a paper clip. “I just…like his voice.”
(Yes, he says horrible shit - but maybe she can fix him)
November 24, 2025 at 3:09 PM
“Are you listening to that pod again?” Rose leans over Rey’s cubicle.
“It’s a podcast, not a pod. And yes.” She flushes red.
“Isn’t that guy, like, a incel weirdo?”
“I know…l Rey sighs, fiddling with a paper clip. “I just…like his voice.”
(Yes, he says horrible shit - but maybe she can fix him)
“It’s a podcast, not a pod. And yes.” She flushes red.
“Isn’t that guy, like, a incel weirdo?”
“I know…l Rey sighs, fiddling with a paper clip. “I just…like his voice.”
(Yes, he says horrible shit - but maybe she can fix him)
Reposted by reylo word prompts
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
"Your father knows what's best, dear," Ben's mother tells him with a calm smile; managing to hold it together, he nods, leaves.
Running into school, dragging Rey from homeroom, he begs her help.
"I believe you, Rey, I really do, what were you saying about that old movie about 'pod' people?"
"Your father knows what's best, dear," Ben's mother tells him with a calm smile; managing to hold it together, he nods, leaves.
Running into school, dragging Rey from homeroom, he begs her help.
"I believe you, Rey, I really do, what were you saying about that old movie about 'pod' people?"
November 23, 2025 at 8:48 PM
#Reylo
"Your father knows what's best, dear," Ben's mother tells him with a calm smile; managing to hold it together, he nods, leaves.
Running into school, dragging Rey from homeroom, he begs her help.
"I believe you, Rey, I really do, what were you saying about that old movie about 'pod' people?"
"Your father knows what's best, dear," Ben's mother tells him with a calm smile; managing to hold it together, he nods, leaves.
Running into school, dragging Rey from homeroom, he begs her help.
"I believe you, Rey, I really do, what were you saying about that old movie about 'pod' people?"
⭐ prompt 355 — POD
November 23, 2025 at 3:31 PM
⭐ prompt 355 — POD
Reposted by reylo word prompts
Rose grips the passenger door handle with white knuckles. Rey changes lanes without checking her blind spot. Again. Huffs at the car in front. “Who is this jerk? Learn to fucking drive!” When they pull up side by side at the light, Rose sees it’s their manager, Ben. “Of course it is,” Rey whispers.
November 23, 2025 at 2:00 AM
Rose grips the passenger door handle with white knuckles. Rey changes lanes without checking her blind spot. Again. Huffs at the car in front. “Who is this jerk? Learn to fucking drive!” When they pull up side by side at the light, Rose sees it’s their manager, Ben. “Of course it is,” Rey whispers.
Reposted by reylo word prompts
// prisoner Kylo Ben, nsfw, dub-con if you squint. #reylofic #dyadprompts **1/2**
November 22, 2025 at 8:17 PM
// prisoner Kylo Ben, nsfw, dub-con if you squint. #reylofic #dyadprompts **1/2**
Reposted by reylo word prompts
#Reylo
Jerking her around by her bare shoulders, hands almost too firm, he frowns at the sight of her.
“Hideous.”
Rey rolls her eyes but yet stands still—she’s used to this by now. L’Enfant Terrible of Haut Couture Ben Solo may be a genius; he’s also an ass.
“Strip her.”
And so they begin again.
Jerking her around by her bare shoulders, hands almost too firm, he frowns at the sight of her.
“Hideous.”
Rey rolls her eyes but yet stands still—she’s used to this by now. L’Enfant Terrible of Haut Couture Ben Solo may be a genius; he’s also an ass.
“Strip her.”
And so they begin again.
November 22, 2025 at 4:30 PM
#Reylo
Jerking her around by her bare shoulders, hands almost too firm, he frowns at the sight of her.
“Hideous.”
Rey rolls her eyes but yet stands still—she’s used to this by now. L’Enfant Terrible of Haut Couture Ben Solo may be a genius; he’s also an ass.
“Strip her.”
And so they begin again.
Jerking her around by her bare shoulders, hands almost too firm, he frowns at the sight of her.
“Hideous.”
Rey rolls her eyes but yet stands still—she’s used to this by now. L’Enfant Terrible of Haut Couture Ben Solo may be a genius; he’s also an ass.
“Strip her.”
And so they begin again.
⭐ prompt 354 — JERK
November 22, 2025 at 3:35 PM
⭐ prompt 354 — JERK