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As we ease into September and slowly slip into fall, we wanted to give one more hurrah to our Reylo and Friends Songs of the summer event. @peppersweet.bsky.social has made amazing promos for our fic. So let's hit! Here is our #reylosummersongs 🧵
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
YES!! I'm so glad people are taking her under our wing. We love her!!
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thehoneydoll.bsky.social
BOUND
#reylo . e . chapter 3
Realization hits her with stunning clarity and a misery so deep it overshadows his own unhappiness through the bond they now share: your Alpha doesn’t want you.

🔗 archiveofourown.org/works/723542...
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niennathegrey.bsky.social
LoV can't be all bad if it's inspiring fic writers to come back to the fandom ✨️
tillywizard.bsky.social
#reyloWRW #reylofic #reylo

shout out to rapunzell for returning to fic writing after nearly 10 years(!) with the first and only (so far) fic featuring Tava

archiveofourown.org/works/698280...
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moem.bsky.social
Pirate Rey on her way to claim her husband
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rainydaychai.bsky.social
dare I say that this coming chapter of moral ascendancy is my favourite thus far? expect tough conversations and fracturing walls against a surprisingly intimate backdrop... 🤭

#reyloww
A stock image of a middle eastern desert town, all sand and sandstone and rectangular buildings layered on top of one another. “How do you know all this?” Rey asks after another minute of tinkering, the vibrant clamor surrounding them easing a little of the fraught energy. “Isn’t fixing starfighters a little below your station?”

“I wanted to be a pilot. When I was a child.”

Her hands still. She glances up in confusion. “What?”

Kylo responds in the deadpan she now recognizes as his humor, desert-dry and growing just as familiar. “You really thought my childhood dream was to become a ‘galactic dictator,’ as some refer to me?”

“I don’t know,” she says, trying to ease her voice into a similar tone. Imagining the dark thunderstorm of a man sitting opposite her as a child with normal aspirations is bizarre, almost laughable, until she guesses their source.

Her heart twists—if not for the dictator, then for the lost boy he once was.

And seeing him in nondescript clothing against the market’s backdrop, hands steepled loosely amid the tools and spare parts atop their table, she’s never been able to picture Ben Solo so well.
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mytbrisgrowing.bsky.social
#clydephee #reyloween

Beast 🐺
It’s obvious from their overly loud conversation, what brings this group of newcomers to the tavern. A shared revulsion towards what they don’t understand. The need for liquid courage in what will ultimately be a futile endeavour.

“Don’t you worry, little lady,” one of them says to the barmaid with a wink. “We’ll keep you safe from the Boone Beast. Going hunting for it tonight.”

She gives the man a fake smile then locks eyes with the bartender across the room.

Good thing the Boone Beast will be otherwise occupied later this evening—in the bed of their shared cottage.
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
Id like to see that too. I thought they were gonna have Rey in it with Tava but maybe I dreamed that lol
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lavacastle.bsky.social
I don't understand people hating on if the most quintessential fairy tale like moments in a story of space wizards.
dragoncobolt.bsky.social
Even a decade on, the line “he takes up his weapon and KILLS his TRUE ENEMY!!!” Is still an all time greatest star war moment, absolute peak
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ssadghostt.bsky.social
🐦‍⬛𝓉𝒽𝑒 𝓇𝑜𝑜𝓀 & 𝓇𝑜𝓈𝑒🥀
rated e | 28k words
𝒞𝒽𝒶𝓅𝓉𝑒𝓇 𝟜
» when you give a demon hot chocolate…he’ll ask for a spoon

archiveofourown.org/works/723545... #reylo #reylofic #reyloween
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
I love the absolute feast we are able to make with scrapes.
hissterically.bsky.social
I couldn’t help myself 🫣

What happens when our recently heartbroken scavenger accidentally sees the kiss
#reyloww
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peppersweet.bsky.social
tava ren lit up the toxic femmeslash part of my brain like christmas and compelled me to work on this fic, in which tava sees the weird games kylo & rey are playing and decides she wants to teach him a lesson in prisoner handling. or: in which kylo ren gets cucked over a space zoom call
Rey forced herself to look Tava in the eye again. Nobody besides Kylo knew the extent of her relationship with him, and, even then, she suspected that neither of them really understood it either. Could she freely admit to knowing what he was like? Did she know, really? 

‘I don’t know what you mean,’ she said.

Tava spread her hands wide. ‘I’m under orders to capture you. As are my men. The whole fleet has a standing order to abandon all current mission objectives and divert all resources to your capture if you’re located. And they do capture you! They’re good at it! Funny, then, that you seem to be so good at running away as soon as they turn you over to him. And that you never yield any useful intel despite all those hours in the interrogation chair. Tell me, how many times have you been on his flagship? And does it do something for you too, knowing an entire fleet is at your beck and call for the sake of some sort of sex game?’

White-hot anger flashed inside Rey, like she’d been shocked by a live wire. She hadn’t even called it that to herself. 

‘It’s not like that,’ she growled.

‘Oh, I’m sure it isn’t, sweetheart,’ Tava said. The husky rasp of her voice—the way she’d put emphasis on sweetheart—did something to Rey that made her stomach feel tight. ‘But you realise it’s inefficient, don’t you? That it’s a waste of your time? Does he even touch you? It doesn’t seem like his thing. Does he just make you watch while he touches himself?’
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moem.bsky.social
This is how I imagine Ben in his room later that night after the 🗡️incident🗡️
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
Day 15! Beast

In which Rey is a beast and Ben a little nerd who wants to study and learn from her.
#reyloween #reylo
archiveofourown.org/works/716823...
He came to her one evening as she sat reading the message the bones showed her. She looked up at him through shaggy fur, snout sniffing the air as he came close. He smelled of vellum and ink, but he didn’t have the look of a man of the cloth. She let out a low growl, but it only stopped him for a moment. 

“I’m not here to hurt you,” he said, raising both hands in front of him. 

“You couldn’t even if you tried.”

He stopped then. She sat fully back, resting her weight fully back on her hind haunches. And then— He smiled at her. His grin revealed snaggled teeth that made him look so very much like a boy.

“I came to learn,” he said, taking another step closer. “The old texts speak of your power. I want to understand it.”
She laughed, a sound low and bitter. “Power has a price, boy. What would you trade for it?”
He seemed to weigh it for a moment before asking, “What did you trade?”
She remembered a time, long ago, when she hadn’t been the beast she was now. There had been monsters, and she’d had some magic. The village had begged her to help, and she had turned to the spirits. They gave her power, but took away her humanity. The same people she had sought to save cast her out. Still she kept the other monsters at bay. 
“My name,” she said flatly. 
“I can give you mine.” he responded in a heartbeat. 
She titled her great head to the side and considered.




 “We can start with that. What are you called?”
“Ben,” he said, lowering himself to sit before her.
That was how it began: Lessons in the dark, by firelight, where she taught him to read the bones, to listen to the hum beneath the earth. She watched him carefully, suspicious at first, then with growing warmth. He listened when she spoke. He never flinched at her monstrous hands. Sometime, when he looked at her, she felt her chest squeeze and she began to wish, and hope, and dream for soft touches and the gentle press of lips. 
One night, as rain whispered against the roof, he reached for her wrist. “Would you undo it,” he asked softly, “the curse? If you could?”
Whatever was left of her heart felt like it was breaking. Of course, who would ever love her as she was?
She met his gaze, the dim light glinting off her sharp teeth. “I am what I am.”
He smiled faintly. “Then you’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen — cursed or not.”
His other hand came and fisted in her fur, pulling her down to him. His lips met hers, and while not a perfect fit, they both sank into it. She drew back, looking down the length of her muzzle at him. Her voice was barely a whisper.
“Rey,” she said. “They called me Rey.”
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
Love a witchy moment for our girl!
ohmyfandoms31.bsky.social
Day 15! Beast

In which Rey is a beast and Ben a little nerd who wants to study and learn from her.
#reyloween #reylo
archiveofourown.org/works/716823...
He came to her one evening as she sat reading the message the bones showed her. She looked up at him through shaggy fur, snout sniffing the air as he came close. He smelled of vellum and ink, but he didn’t have the look of a man of the cloth. She let out a low growl, but it only stopped him for a moment. 

“I’m not here to hurt you,” he said, raising both hands in front of him. 

“You couldn’t even if you tried.”

He stopped then. She sat fully back, resting her weight fully back on her hind haunches. And then— He smiled at her. His grin revealed snaggled teeth that made him look so very much like a boy.

“I came to learn,” he said, taking another step closer. “The old texts speak of your power. I want to understand it.”
She laughed, a sound low and bitter. “Power has a price, boy. What would you trade for it?”
He seemed to weigh it for a moment before asking, “What did you trade?”
She remembered a time, long ago, when she hadn’t been the beast she was now. There had been monsters, and she’d had some magic. The village had begged her to help, and she had turned to the spirits. They gave her power, but took away her humanity. The same people she had sought to save cast her out. Still she kept the other monsters at bay. 
“My name,” she said flatly. 
“I can give you mine.” he responded in a heartbeat. 
She titled her great head to the side and considered.




 “We can start with that. What are you called?”
“Ben,” he said, lowering himself to sit before her.
That was how it began: Lessons in the dark, by firelight, where she taught him to read the bones, to listen to the hum beneath the earth. She watched him carefully, suspicious at first, then with growing warmth. He listened when she spoke. He never flinched at her monstrous hands. Sometime, when he looked at her, she felt her chest squeeze and she began to wish, and hope, and dream for soft touches and the gentle press of lips. 
One night, as rain whispered against the roof, he reached for her wrist. “Would you undo it,” he asked softly, “the curse? If you could?”
Whatever was left of her heart felt like it was breaking. Of course, who would ever love her as she was?
She met his gaze, the dim light glinting off her sharp teeth. “I am what I am.”
He smiled faintly. “Then you’re the most beautiful creature I’ve ever seen — cursed or not.”
His other hand came and fisted in her fur, pulling her down to him. His lips met hers, and while not a perfect fit, they both sank into it. She drew back, looking down the length of her muzzle at him. Her voice was barely a whisper.
“Rey,” she said. “They called me Rey.”
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tillywizard.bsky.social
#reyloWRW #reylofic #reylo

shout out to rapunzell for returning to fic writing after nearly 10 years(!) with the first and only (so far) fic featuring Tava

archiveofourown.org/works/698280...