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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 12h

⭐ prompt 321 — MUZZLE

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Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 1h

#Reylo
It’s not like Rey’d thought bringing Ben home—have him be accepted—would be easy.

Still, she’d not anticipated how mean people could be—“Muzzle your mutt,” Beau snaps; “Beasts should be caged,” Snap jeers—even as he lets it roll off him.

She finds the only person she needs leash is herself.

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 12h

⭐ prompt 321 — MUZZLE

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Jenofthemidwest @jenofthemidwest.bsky.social · 1h

Ok .. but what if the sentient cock needs a muzzle because it won't shut up 🤔🤭

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 12h

⭐ prompt 321 — MUZZLE

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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 👻🇨🇦 @ssadghostt.bsky.social · 2h

they said you might bite #reylofic

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 12h

⭐ prompt 321 — MUZZLE

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Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 23h

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Freezing water falls from her, but she only notices how her shivers have her teeth chattering chanting his name.

“Ben, Ben, Ben—”

‘I’m right behind you, sweetheart,’ he’d said, ushering her ahead, but now as the sea floods the catacombs, rushes up the stairs—he’s nowhere to be seen.

“Ben!”

Water fills the bottom half of a stone staircase with iron handrails

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jbba’s force ghost 🐀 @notkellymarie.bsky.social · 23h

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She'd stabbed him. The realization doesn't hit her immediately, and she watches Kylo's eyes widen, then lower to where there's suddenly a hole in his side.

He falls then, and Rey has to stop herself from trying to catch him, because a part of her tells that she should just leave him and be done with all of this. She could leave him. No, she admits to herself bitterly. That hasn't been in the cards for a while now. Not like this.

So she kneels beside him, pouring light into the wound she'd given him, willing the flesh and skin to stitch itself together. "I wanted to take your hand," she whispers, and she doesn't know if he's heard, but something flashes in her mind.

A vision beyond time, beyond worlds, of Ben Solo holding out a hand to her with the softest of gazes in a lush garden filled with more flowers than she’d ever seen in her life. Her hand slips into his, warm and without hesitation.

On the wreckage of the ship, she weeps silently, letting the thrashing waves and sea foam hide her salty tears. Maybe it’ll be easier next time.

In another life then, Ben.

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Chrissi 🍉 @shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · 1d

#reylo #reylofics #dyadprompts

Close-up, slightly blurry photograph of a window, with the pane slid open half-way. Through the window there are some bushes. Beyond them are a farmer's field bordered by dark green pine trees, shrouded in grey mist under a grey sky

"Jesus Christ," Ben curses, crossing the room to place her water bottle on the nightstand next to her side of the bed. "It's freezing in here."
Rey grabs his arm when he makes to pull down the wide open window, "No, leave it."
This earns her an incredulous look, "Baby, it's like minus five outside.
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"I know," she sighs, sinking down further under their ridiculously soft comforter. "It's perfect."
"I don't understand, you hate being cold," he gets under the blankets, sliding across the Egyptian cotton sheets decorated with autumn leaves until his body is curled around hers.
"You're always complaining that you have to wear sweaters even in the summer because of the AC in your office.
"That's completely different. Offices should be a reasonable temperature," she scoffs.

"But bedrooms shouldn't?"
"Exactly! The bedroom should be cold so that you can get warm under the covers."
He bops her affectionately on the nose, "That makes no sense."
"It does!"
"Nope, not even a little bit."
She's quite for a moment, not meeting his eyes, then whispers, "The nights in the Jakku desert got so, so cold and I never had enough blankets." Then a soft smile breaks across her face, "But our bed always does. Plus," she pulls his arm around her waist. "I have you now, my very own ginormous hot water bottle."
Ben tightens his arm, drawing her further into his body. He lays a line of kisses down her throat. Slipping his hand under the waist band of her flannel pajama pants he murmurs,
"That's right, baby, I'lI keep you warm."

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gal ✨🌌🌙 @peculiargalaxies.bsky.social · 1d

🍺 #reylofic #dyadprompts

foam.

Benjamin Solo’s drink of choice is a fine wine—preferably a Chandrillan red, but a dry, oaky white will do in a pinch.

It’s a sign of how badly his day has gone that he’s ended up in a craft beer pub, staring into a disconcertingly large layer of foam atop the IPA he’d ordered at random.

“Why is there so much … froth?” he asks the bartender. He’s trying not to look too long at her long-lashed hazel eyes or the perky little tits (two perfect mouthfuls much more appealing than this beer) under her tight black t-shirt. With the way today is going, she’d probably upend the beer on his head and have him kicked out of the pub forever (possibly no great loss aside from the fact that he’d no longer be able to not-look at her).

She raises a skeptical, unimpressed eyebrow. “It’s the sign of a good pour. And it’s called head, not froth.”

Her face softens as his shoulders slump. “Hey, are you okay? You’re giving off some real doom-and-gloom vibes.”

It takes Ben a moment to process her question, after his unruly mind sees fit to fixate on the words giving and head in close proximity.

“Bad day,” he mumbles.

She flicks her towel over a lithe shoulder and leans against the bartop. “Aww, poor baby,” she coos. (Why does he like that?) “Tell me about it?”

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 1d

⭐ prompt 320 — FOAM

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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 👻🇨🇦 @ssadghostt.bsky.social · 1d

#reylofic

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gal ✨🌌🌙 @peculiargalaxies.bsky.social · 1d

// post TLJ-angst ⚔️

#reylofic #dyadprompts

“That guy is pure evil,” Finn mutters, watching the leaked footage of Supreme Leader Kylo Ren slashing a console to pieces. On the screen, crimson plasma cuts through sparking wires and durasteel panels; Rey can almost smell the burning of rubber insulation tubes, so unlike the sharp ozone scent of lightsabers clashing in a snow-covered forest.

Other images come to mind, too: the icy blue glow of a different lightsaber raised over a sleeping boy. Dark eyes in a pale face, kept locked away from the gentle touch of sunlight. The slightest tremble of a full lower lip before his mouth forms an agonized whisper: I’m being torn apart.

The brush of fingertips across the impossible length of a galaxy. You’re not alone.

Neither are you.

Out loud, she says, “Or he’s just a man who thinks he doesn’t have any better choices.”

Finn scowls. “There’s always a better choice than galactic dictatorship.”

Join me.

“I know,” Rey tells her friend—but really she’s reminding herself. She made her choice already. So why does it still feel like she’s being—

—torn apart, the echo of her soul finishes.

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Chrissi 🍉 @shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · 2d

#reylo #reylofic #reyloprompts

Close-up photograph of a woman with short brunette hair, wearing a white top and pants twirling on a city street.

His Rey is a woman of limitless skills and talents.
Holding her liquor is not one of them.
Spilling down the apartment steps out onto the sidewalk, she giggles as she rebounds off of one the towering trees lining the boulevard.
"Oops, sorry," she apologizes the centuries old oak sincerely. Her words are only a little bit slurred.
"I'm sure it will survive," Ben tells her, wrapping an arm around her waist to keep her steady as they head to the car.
"I hope so. That was so fun wasn't it? Parties are fun."
Every introverted bone Ben's body disagrees, but he doesn't dare say so out loud.
"They are. Finn and Poe's new place is nice."
Breaking free of his hold, she spreads her arms and twirls, skirt floating up around her thighs. "Sooooooo nice! That living room is amaz-"
A crack in the sidewalk nearly sends her tumbling to the ground.

"Okay, you've lost walking privileges," he announces, scooping her up and settling her against one hip, supporting her with a hand under her ass.
Wrapping her legs around his waist, she gently pokes his cheek with a purple-tipped index finger,
"You're my favourite."
He keeps walking, "Oh yeah? Favourite what?
Mode of transportation?"
She lays her head on his shoulder, rubbing her face against the softness of his sweater like an affectionate cat. "Everything," she sighs. "Ben is my favourite everything."
Unbidden tears well up in his eyes. He had learned quickly that in the hierarchy of his family, he ranked last. And he had stopped trying to change that a long time ago. To be the favourite of someone as extraordinary as Rey is more than he has dared to hope for.
Dipping his head, he presses a lingering kiss to her hair, "You're my favourite everything, too, sweetheart."

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 2d

⭐ prompt 319 — EVIL

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 3d

⭐ prompt 318 — EXPAND

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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 👻🇨🇦 @ssadghostt.bsky.social · 4d

soft art kid Ben and honours student Rey are so cute I just wanna put them in my pocket #reylofic

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 5d

⭐ prompt 317 — POWER

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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 👻🇨🇦 @ssadghostt.bsky.social · 5d

the princess and the blacksmith 🌸⚔️ #reylofic

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 6d

⭐ prompt 316 — CHEEK

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ghostie (𝔟𝔯𝔦𝔱𝔱) 👻🇨🇦 @ssadghostt.bsky.social · 7d

“oopsies I slipped 🤪” #reylofic

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Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 7d

#Reylo
Ignoring the notices—‘STAY OUT’—placed neatly along the length of the wrought iron fence, Rey opens the gate, ushers BB-8 through.

“Don’t worry, if anyone has news of your people, it’s Ms. Organa.”

It’s not she who opens the door though, but a tall, dark-haired man with a supercilious face.

reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 7d

⭐ prompt 315 — NOTICE

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 7d

⭐ prompt 315 — NOTICE

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Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 8d

#Reylo
"Have a great weekend, Ms. Niima!"

And with that, the last of the ninth-graders are out the door, the slam of it echoing in the quiet classroom.

Laughing, Rey starts gathering up her belongings - notepad, pens, pastels and charcoal, her coffee tumbler into her backpack's side mesh pocket.
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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 26d

⭐ prompt 301 — TRUST

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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 8d

⭐ prompt 314 — VIBRANT

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Random Books of Known Origin, Ph.D @randombks.bsky.social · 9d

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There's absolutely no reason she should feel self-conscious; anyway, each time she glances up, she finds his eyes on the floor.

"It's not like I want this," she says again, fiddling with her neckline.

She should stop explaining herself; Grandfather says it's beneath her.

"Yes, Highness."
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reylo word prompts @dyadprompts.bsky.social · 9d

⭐ prompt 313 — GUARD

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Chrissi 🍉 @shesaidsarcasticly.bsky.social · 9d

#reylo #reylofic #reyloprompts

CW: NSFW, werewolf bestiality

Painting of a black wolf, with it's mouth open, bright pink tongue hanging out, with a woman's hand reaching out to touch it's tongue

Kylo finds her curled up with a book in front of the lit fireplace, looking so ethereally beautiful in the warm, flickering light that it makes his chest ache.
Flinging himself down into her lap, he heaves a contented sigh.
The heavenly feel of her fingers carding through the thick fur at his ruff causes him to melt even further into her.
"You should be out there, running in the
woods,
" she gestures to the dark silhouettes of trees visible through the living room window.
That earns her an incredulous snort.
"Seriously, babe, there's no reason for you to stay in tonight. I'll be fine without you for a few measly hours.
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He makes no movement except to nuzzle his cheek against her tummy.
"You're utterly ridiculous," Rey declares, but she doesn't stop petting him, so she can't be that annoyed.
As if he'd ever leave his pupped mate alone and vulnerable during the full moon, when there's no telling what's lurking out in those woods.

They only learned the happy news that Rey is in her first trimester a couple of days ago, and Kylo can admit it's made him a tad... clingy.
He's never been accused of being chill, but this revelation has only made him more intense, ratcheting up his anxiety whenever Rey is out of his sight.
Really, how could it not? The responsibility to protect the both of them falls on him, and he takes that duty very seriously.
Still, it won't do to have his sweet little mate upset with him.
Shifting down her body, he brushes aside the frilly hem of her nightgown. He presses his nose to her clit and laps at the gusset of her panties, the lace rough under the broad sweep of his tongue. Smug satisfaction rolls through him when she starts to squirm against his muzzle.
He'll make her come a few times just like this, then take her to bed and tie her up on his knot.
Maybe then she'll agree that it's better spend the full moon at home.

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