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elmidol · 4 years ago

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The Shackles of Fate - Eight

Dark Faerie Tale AU

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Pairing: Kylo Ren/Reader, Ben/Reader

Warning: none this chapter; chapters after this will have more explicit elements and include proper trigger warnings

The Shackles of Fate

Eight

A terrifying truth regarding the sadistic side of the Demon King Snoke became apparent to you as you ducked from another attack that a red armored demon aimed your way--they wanted you alive, though they cared not if you were maimed. What would bring Snoke great joy would be to see you miserable as you were dragged to him. There were tales that said misery bred a new flavor for the soul. It could twist or corrupt it; it gave it a different spice. You wrinkled your nose at that thought, corrected your grip on the weapon that was in your possession, and looked for an opening in your assailant’s defense. Finding a potential break, you thumbed the switch that activated the blade. The blue glow pervaded the darkness, and the sudden appearance of the blade caught the demon by surprise. It stuttered in its step, leaving it vulnerable to the swing you directed at its midsection.

Its reaction time was inhuman--no surprise--and so it thrust itself backwards, limiting the damage done. Despite this, you managed to cut away a portion of its red armor. The demon was not hollow beneath; you glimpsed the flesh and felt your lips curl upwards. There was little pleasure in attacking another, however you could not say that you weren’t feeling a sense of contentment with the knowledge that your enemy was made of flesh rather than some spirit or shade you could not touch. The Demon King had far too many variations of servants under his command, and some legends spoke of shades that only faeries could face. That was another reason that the faeries had separated from humans. It was what you had suspected the demons armored in red would be. This was one situation in which you were pleased to be wrong.

As though you were connected in some way that you could not explain, you felt Kylo’s frustration over the fact that he was not the one facing the demons. He did not like sitting on the sidelines. This reminded you of Rey, your childhood friend who had helped you learn how to defend yourself at all.

Remembering an attack that she had taught you, you feigned a strike then aimed for a different part of the demon’s body. The armored being remained swift, though not enough to dodge away from the very tip of the blue blade, which bit into another portion of its armor. Then it was your turn to dodge. Another demon sprung up from behind, its aim at your shoulders. Had the attack been successful, the two halves of the faerie prince would have been knocked off of your body, and your grip on the Skywalker weapon would have faltered. Instead you lost your footing, tumbled forward, and were more than a little grateful that the weapon deactivated on the way down. You did not want to think about how many times you would have been impaled or cut by it.

That was the least of your worries--what may have been did not hold a candle to what might become in terms of your fate. The hilt rolled out of your hand and towards the foot of a third red armored demon. You sprang forward in an attempt to seize it before the demon could do anything, however pressure around your ankle preceded the sensation of something piercing your flesh. You cried out in pain, hissing the next moment. Continuing to struggle forward, you spared a glance over your shoulder at the pronged whip that had found purchase on your leg. Red seeped out of the wounds that had been created. They were shallow, thankfully, although if the demon applied more pressure then the prongs would bury themselves more deeply. That could maim more than your flesh; it would tear at your muscles. As you turned back, your fingers closed around the weapon’s hilt at the same time that the demon’s hand did.

Kylo slid down the length of your arm, his own weapon activated so that the red blade stabbed through the red armor and whatever flesh lay beneath. He then executed a backflip to keep from being swatted as his victim jerked its limb away in pain. You, armed once more, twisted and swung downwards at the whip with the reactivated blade, severing the section that held you captive from the main body. You yanked your leg towards your torso, brushed the remnant of the whip off of yourself. Having it catch on anything, or risking the chance of one of the other demons grabbing hold of it, would not be good.

As Kylo returned to your shoulder, you felt Ben shifting on the other side. You whispered under your breath, questioning the small faerie, asking what he was doing. The response received was a whisper too soft for hearing. You scowled at the inaudible words only to be grateful for the hushed tone, as you were able to hear the attack that had been directed at your feet. You leapt, landed nearly a foot away from your starting point, and resumed running as you hit the ground.

Your mind began to race with thoughts that these demons might not disappear once the sun rose. Teeth clattering as more adrenaline rushed into your veins, you worked to decide on an end location. To lead these demons on a path that resulted in the deaths of innocents would break your spirit. “What are the chances you’ll answer a question without a riddle?” This inquiry you directed at Kylo, who flitted nearer to your ear, his small hands tickling its shell. You shuddered without breaking stride. “Will I continue to be in danger from these demons when it’s day?”

“Some are not bound by the clock in the same way as the others.” A riddle, but one that you were not displeased with. It was answer enough. Even a reduction in the number of demons pursuing you would offer some sort of reprieve. “You needn’t worry.”

That might have been a phrase spoken to comfort you if it had come from another. With Kylo, you understood it to be a statement of fact--a revelation that something would occur that would lessen your burden. All you needed to do was survive a little while longer. Not completely on your own; you replayed how Kylo had stabbed the one demon’s hand. You were not alone, and it was this that gave you the energy to increase your speed and dart in another new direction. Anything that would keep these demons from capturing you or harming other beings in the realm that you had been raised.

The only other question that you wanted to ask, albeit after you were not preoccupied with red armored demons, was why the imp had seemed to help you by thrusting you out of the portal as he had. You doubted that this had been out of the goodness of his heart. No, he had ulterior motives, and you were already dealing with strings being attached to deeds committed by those around you. Sparing a glance at said strings, you noticed a knot had formed in one of the threads.

Will it cause more trouble if I untangle it or if I leave it alone? Another question that would have to be left for a later time; a new red armored demon appeared from a portal that opened mere feet from where you were, this one ahead of you. It was as though they had your location pinpointed and could summon reinforcements to cut you off.

You pushed backwards with your feet, propelling yourself away from the new assailant. This action was interrupted by a sudden weight that knocked you off balance. A weight, you noticed, that had been on your shoulder. Where the light side of the faerie prince had been, there was a hand clasping you. You turned your head, your eyes widening. Ben shifted his hand away from your shoulder in favor of seizing hold of his family weapon. He removed it from your grasp, and you did not struggle against him despite the fact that you would have preferred to remain armed. Instead you lowered your attention to the knot that previously caught your eye. The braided thread was loosened, no longer threatened by whatever had caused it to tangle in the first place.

Another increase in weight preceded Kylo’s hand clasping your shoulder. He used it to push himself up onto his feet, shoving you further into the ground. You scowled at him though you said nothing. He had already activated the red blade that so many feared. The two halves of the faerie prince fell into fighting stances, each different yet similar to the other. You blinked thrice, clearing away the threat of blurred or double-vision from having glanced at one then the other of the halves in rapid repetition. Their blades cast different shades of light that merged to emit a combined hue of purple on the armor of the demons that approached.

How it was that they were both normal size, you did not know. What you did know, or what occurred to you, was that the revelation that Ben continued to exist was not going to end well. The Demon King Snoke would know for a fact that Kylo had tricked him regarding your fate, and that Leia had deceived him in regards to Ben’s. There would be more that would pursue you. Or Ben. Or both, you noted while observing the threads connecting you to the two halves elongating as the pair thrust themselves forwards to meet the red armored demons in battle.

You observed the battle as best you could, ever vigilant in case a weapon was dropped that you could retrieve. It would give better odds for success if you fought alongside them. That was another thing that Rey and you had learned together during your childhood. Finn, too, had seemed to encourage the three of you to work together. To what extent, that remained a mystery. As did your own past, which was vexing.

Kylo and Ben moved almost as one, their attacks suddenly mirroring one another. It was then that it hit you in full that this was one person--faerie--that one day, one would disappear forever. You placed a hand to your heart, took a deep breath, and willed away those thoughts, which at this point would only be a distraction and likely get you killed or captured. Kylo caught the demon’s weapon on the tip of his blade. Ben, meanwhile, aimed a kick at the small of the being’s back, which knocked it forwards. The weapon slid further along the red blade. Eyes widening, you rushed forward with the intention of grabbing that weapon for yourself; the red blade was eating through the demon’s fingers, which meant that soon you would be armed once again.

Ben had not removed his wings from his clothing throughout the battle. On top of that, running had the battle had dirtied what bits of material were not shielded by the dark wings. These facts struck you suddenly, and allowed a sense of relief to flood through you. The red armored demons might not realize just who Ben was other than that he belonged to the fae. The fight needed to be wrapped up before that could change.

With the demon’s weapon in your grasp, you readjusted your grip and fell into a different fighting stance. Shimmers of gold flickered in and out of view. You blinked once to clear your vision. The flickers did not cease. Instead they grew in frequency, the tiny strands woven together into a familiar kind of thread. It was not unlike what linked you to Kylo or Ben. A surge of delight ran through your body. At long last something was going your way, luck was on your side. You sprang into action, taking a swipe at the thread. The demon leapt backwards. You narrowly missed your target.

Kylo shifted, his shoulder brushing against yours as he drew up to your side, and you straightened. Ben had come to your other side. It was jarring how in sync the two halves could be one moment only to act almost as separate beings entirely the next. “Don’t.” The single syllable was whispered; had it not been, the demons armored in red would have fully witnessed the fact that both halves spoke in unison. You clenched your jaw as frustration began to grow inside of you. Why had he stopped you?

The question was answered in the proceeding seconds as the demons all around fell out of their fighting stances. You glanced at the sky, which was beginning to brighten with the first signs of morning. Various hues were eating through the darkness, and the stars were fading from sight. There was a crackle of energy that made the hair on the back of your neck stand on end. You held your breath. Whatever was happening, Ben’s hand had curled into a fist while Kylo’s had not. The lighter half of the faerie prince began to tremble as though in pain. You itched to grab hold of his hand, to comfort him, however a small voice told you to stay put. Kylo was regaining control.

“To lure more souls for the king,” Kylo said. HIs voice was level, so like it had been when he had first appeared in your room. In your peripheral, you saw that Ben was gritting his teeth, keeping his jaw from moving while his other half spoke. “And to train another whose allegiance I have claimed.”

“Yet you hid.” One of them spoke though all stepped forward. They remained on edge, mistrusting. Their focus was trained on Kylo, not a one of them looking at Ben from what you could see.

Kylo pointed his reactivated red blade at them, causing each of the demons to come to a sudden halt. “A demon can never understand the mind of a faerie.” The arrogance in his voice was something that you would have taken offense to if the words had been directed your way. As such you were not surprised when the demons grumbled, when they bristled. They looked at one another in turn, trying to communicate without speaking.

Can they speak telepathically? There was too much you did not yet know.

The golden threads that belonged to each of the demons became more solid with each passing second as silence stretched amongst the gathered group of which you were a part. Kylo tilted his head back, staring down at the red armored beings. A challenge, tempting them to report to the demon king at their own peril. It occurred to you why it was that he had changed tactics. Your scent along with your marked soul may have caused the demons to grow suspicious, however they would not know for certain what you were--unless you revealed yourself by cutting through a golden thread. There were enough demons present for one to escape the moment they witnessed that feat.

On top of potentially revealing your origins, though they remained unknown to you, Ben would also have been exposed in full to the demons who were now doubting what they believed. It would not stall them forever, yet this would buy the three--two?--of you time to prepare for the next nightfall. You shrunk, pretending to cower in fear in a manner that might make you appear subservient to the faerie prince.

Kylo grabbed hold of the weapon you had obtained during the fight, tossing it back to its owner. The demon caught it without offering any form of gratitude.

“Do not mistake that you are without suspicion.” The words floated in the air that hung between your group and theirs. Neither Kylo nor Ben reacted to the threat. With a grunt, the red armored demons turned and headed for the portal through which they had arrived. The sky above was growing ever brighter; you suspected this had much to do with the reason that they were more docile in the wake of Kylo’s words. Even if they could remain in the world of humans during the day, their powers would weaken.

Beside you, Ben’s trembling did not cease but instead grew in intensity. You stiffened. Not all of Snoke’s guards had traveled enough to be out of sight. If any happened to turn around, their suspicions would only increase. You lifted your hand, reached out for him only to pause. After a heartbeat, you resumed movement and placed your palm against his arm. Ben’s knees gave out, the prince collapsing. You held in the cry that would have drawn more attention your way, dropping down to one knee and bringing both of your hands together to form a cup that caught him as he reverted to sprite form. Your eyes widened in wonder. The small sprite was once more slumbering, his breathing even.

When will he wake again? This question erased all thoughts of the demons you had encountered mere minutes ago. You slipped the small sprite into your pocket just as you had before then turned around to face Kylo. He had one hand raised, stifling a yawn with the back of it. You felt your eyebrows raise in response to this. Such an action was so normal, so mundane, that it caught you off guard when executed by the being in front of you.

“Are you going to shrink again as well?” His mouth twisted into a frown at your question.

“That was likely a result of your meddling.” You must have grown accustomed to such behavior and responses from him, as you did not react to his words at all. Being a nursemaid helped as well, you supposed. His accusation was childlike--your naivete when it came to matters of your powers was no fault of your own. Furthermore, Kylo had done nothing to remedy this. He could not deny responsibility if he wanted to be honest.

Suspecting that to voice these facts would serve nothing other than to irritate the dark being, you hummed in thought and ran a hand down the length of one arm. The silence drew Kylo’s attention onto you. His jaw worked in a manner that revealed his desire to speak though ultimately he said nothing until another minute had passed. Then, when he did speak, it was not of whatever had been on his mind regarding you.

“I will gather the Knights of Ren. Their loyalty is to me, not the Demon King.”

#kylo ren x reader #kylo x reader #kylo ren imagine #faerie kylo #elmidolfanfic #theshacklesoffate #ben x reader #ben solo x reader #faerie ben solo

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shadowfauxe · 4 years ago

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✨💖 M E R C H 💖✨

The last few months have been a whirlwind, but I am so excited to have some new stuff up in my online store! Three new charms and the debut of one acrylic pin are among the new additions.

1” Cruel Summer acrylic pin

3” Captain Marvel pager acrylic charm

3” Faerie Aisha acrylic charm

1.5” linked Kylo Ren charms

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#taylor swift #kylo ren #neopets #captain marvel #kara danvers #faerie aisha #cruel summer #merch

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thegrayship · 7 years ago

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i get what people mean what they say kylo ren is “negging” and i understand that it is a bad thing to do to people

BUT MY MOST PRIMAL KNEE-JERK INSTINCT WHENEVER I HEAR “NEGGING” IS LITERALLY THINKING OF NEOPETS NEGGS

#shitpost #and also not a shitpost #IS KYLO REN GOING TO TRADE SOME NEGGS IN FOR NEGG TOKENS FROM THE NEGG FAERIE #IS KYLO REN PLAYING MEERCA CHASE

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klodwig · 1 year ago

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fae!kylux

2022-2023

#art #star wars #kylux #armitage hux #au #kylo ren #fae #faerie

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calicosjinx · 7 years ago

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@huxloween

Again I wasn’t home for the prompt day I wanted to fill but here it is! Day 28: Sexy Costumes or Accidentally Wore the Same Costume! I’m not sure if this is exactly sexy but I enjoyed this! Plus again, bonus Techienician!

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dazzlingjedi · 4 years ago

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“Meet me at the lake, where the night turns to day. Where the sun doesn’t shine nor the moon glimmer. And meet me where the flowers are born from the grey.” - me ✨

Mythical au where Rey and Ben come from two sides of a war between two fae, the dark and the light fae. Ben also called “Kylo” in his part of the forest is the dark prince. Rey is one of the lady in waiting of the queen light faerie Leia. The first time they met was at a lake, Rey was distressed because of an event. Being told to marry one of knights. Poe. She runs to the lake, a very dangerous place to go. Ben teaches her the beauty of the the darkness. Rey and Ben meet each other where no one dares to go. The perfect place.

THIS ONE TOOK ME A LONG TIME- also the colours where confusing!

#star wars #Rey #Kylo #Reylo #Reylo art #Kylo ren #Ben solo #Rey skywalker #Reylo au #fae #Reylo fairy #fairies #art #digital art #procreate

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shewhospeakswiththunder · 5 years ago

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Perhaps you’re feeling bored at home or, if considered an “essential” worker like me, you need a little fun and stress relief. Here is my masterpost of fic recs from my two years of reading so far. Maybe you’ll find something new, or reconnect with an old favorite. Either way--

Enjoy! 😷💕

Reylo Fics that Deserve All the Love

Near Kinsman by englishable

Englishable is just one of the best writers I’ve encountered in fandom. This historical western mail order bride AU is top notch quality.

The Masochism of Self-Defence by greyorchids

The Reylo dynamic in this Boston PD AU is steamy, but also heartfelt.

So Much Thin Glass by walkingsaladshooter

Never knew I loved modern day Gothic AUs until I ran across this one.

Heaven Forbid by DarkKnightDarkSide

I was stunned by the author’s creativity in this Priestlo fic. So smutty. So... inventive 😉🔥

Sonder by deathbyhumidity

Two strangers passing each other by on the train. Soft, dreamlike, somber, poignant. Modern AU.

And Still I Would Remember by Inmyownidiom

A Victorian era AU of two souls that parted and come crashing back together.

So, You've Decided to Glamour a Human Girl. by selunchen

Faeries AU! Ben, a fae, and Rey, a human. Shenanigans ensue.

Live Long, and Prosper by SaintHeretical

For the Reylo Trekkies. Hell, even if you don't do Star Trek, read this. PHENOMENAL.

Mr. Solo & Miss Wellfound by LinearA

“Regency/Victorian AU, Ben sees Rey's stockinged ankle by accident.”

Diyari by Nervoustouch

Modern archeologists AU. Snarky banter with dashes of Indiana Jones, The Mummy, and Sahara vibes.

Drawn to the light of your burning sorrows by Kyriadamorte

The Mothlo AU you didn’t know you needed. Both gritty and soft.

Crown Glass by RebelRebel

Fantasy AU, with lots of beautiful imagery and engaging character dynamics.

Kohelet 3:16 (Call Me A Cab) by LinearA

NYC Jewish Leia and Ben. Skillfully layered plot, nuanced characterization. Smut is HOT.

By the Shores of Varykino Lake by hipgrab (merrymegtargaryen)

Unhealthy dynamics, definitely read the tags. “There’s a lot of fucked-up-ness”, in the author’s own words. But it’s good writing. Fair warning.

Let Me Put My Darkness In You by ArdeaJestin

Canonverse. Hux is an insufferable, pompous ass and Kylo Ren writes terrible, melodramatic poetry.

Wintertide by Zabeta

Whimsical and primitive in turn, this lives up to the style of a true fairytale AU.

The Forty Thieves by PoetHrotsvitha

Peaky Blinders/Gangsters AU. Rey starts as Ben’s bartender and ends up as so much more.

I Said to My Soul, Be Still by LinearA

Dark!Rey takes her man. 🥵🔥💕

Hux's Rousing Pep Talks by Riels_shorts

This fic is hysterical. It’s not Reylo, and I don’t care. My list, my rules.

It's All I Can Do To Leave You Alone by TazWren

Office AU. Silly, spunky, with a bashful Ben.

Sip the Honey Sweet by dietplainlite

Anne of Green Gables-esque/Edwardian era AU, the title really says it all.

The Pull to the Light by HarpiaHarpyja

Entrancingly macabre. This modern/fantasy/monsters AU catches your attention from the get-go, and never lets you off the hook.

lay then the axe to the root by sciosophia

All the Bronte goodness, plus smut.

The Golden Age by TourmalineGreen

Golden Age of Hollywood AU in which Ben is a jaded actor in serious need of an image fix, in the form of fresh-faced actress Rey.

Never Be Your Curse by Kate_Reid

Kylo Ren is a go-go dancer in this AU. That was enough to get my attention 😘

Gallows God by Killtheselights

Bursting with deliciously grim imagery, an intelligent take on Norse mythology.

Thunderstorms, Clouds, Snow, and a Slight Drizzle by aNerdObsessed

Who doesn’t love an ugly sweater Christmas party? Ben Solo, that’s who. All the nostalgic wintertime feels in this modern AU.

Though My Soul Has Set in Darkness by englishable

It’s not long, but it’s good. A lyrical dive into the mindspace of child Ben Solo. A true gem. Also not technically Reylo. Still don’t care.

I Dare You by tinylittlebrain

Daredevil Kylo has pissed off ER doc Rey Kenobi for the last time. Spicy!

stuck in colder weather by redbelles

Professor Ren stops grad student Rey from biking home in a snow storm. And takes her to his home. You can guess where this goes 😉

Between Sky and Sea by nessalk

Serious Indiana Jones vibes with a Caribbean flair. Painstakingly researched, and moments of true beauty and joy.

But Before Tomorrow by Kate_Reid

Such good writing. Canonverse.

The Sword of Prince Hector by englishable

Exploration of what redemption might feel like for Ben, canonverse.

if compassion be the breath of life, breathe on me by Victoryindeath2

All the angst and unknowns that we were left with in the wake of TLJ are soothed in this canonverse piece.

build a ladder to the stars by redbelles

An exploration of events post-Crait. Fantastic, beautifully written.

nor are we forgiven (which brings us back) by TolkienGirl

Both Kylo and Rey get to see what life would have been like if they both got exactly what they thought they wanted after TLJ. Fascinating read.

Forsworn by Erulisse17

This Mando/ST crossover has everything you could want--action, witty banter, space romance! So much fun!

Reylo Favorites & Classics

One Shots

59 Minutes by delia-pavorum (literaryminded)

For Science by KyloTrashForever, ohwise1ne

He Made It Through the Wilderness (somehow he made it through) by LovesBitca8

light carries on endlessly by lachesisgrimm (olga_theodora)

Grey by ocjones

The Idiot's Guide to Flirting by Violetwilson

High School/College AU

I Caught Fire by KyloTrashForever

Mountain Springs High School by animal

Epithumia by pontmercy44

Soul Searching by OptimisticBeth

Office/Workplace AU

Sensual Storytime by andabatae

The Food of Love by LovesBitca8

Historical/Dystopia AU

Hiraeth by Ferasha

a manner of virtue by neonheartbeat

The lamb's thirst by animal

Wanted by Inmyownidiom

She Who Would be Queen by sasstasticmad

go i know not whither and fetch i know not what by voicedimplosives

ABO

Knot My First Time by KyloTrashForever

Canonverse/Canon-divergent

variations on a theme of you by diasterisms (Reydar)

i will be the wolf by diasterisms

Sky Marked Souls by AnonymousMink

The Death of Kylo Ren by nymja

World In My Eyes by sasstasticmad

i'm always in this twilight (in the shadow of your heart) by diasterisms

Catch Me I’m Falling by violethoure666

Sword of the Jedi by diasterisms

You'll Be the One to Turn by postedbygaslight

Dark Crown by Violetwilson

Harry Potter AU

Nocturnal Studies And Other Peculiar Magic by WaterlilyRose

Otherwise Modern AU

Pretense by Celia_and

Insta-heart by slipgoingunder

Serotonin and Dopamine by pontmercy44

The Elusive Mating Dance of the Porgus Adorabilis by andabatae

Hanging by a Moment by crossingwinter

WAR DOGS by fulcrumstardust

miles from where you are by Mooncactus

Charcoal by luvkurai

Stay by jeeno2

coarse and rough and irritating by frak-all (or_ryn)

Blades Crossed by the-reylo-void (Anysia)

Embers by sciosophia

Mitan, Midi by animal

Janus by englishable

Say My Name by Graendoll

Thank You for The Music by hipgrab (merrymegtargaryen)

darling, so it goes by akosmia

This is the Sign You've Been Looking For by RebelRebel

Broken Things by midnightbluefox

One-Night Stand by delia-pavorum (literaryminded)

The Rebel Side of Heaven by jeeno2

On The Bumpy Road (To Love) by violethoure666

we could plant a house, we could build a tree by Like_A_Dove

I’d Like My Obituary to Hint at a Sequel by Violetwilson

Only If You Want To by Violetwilson

Not Reylo, Still Awesome

Gingerflower/Gingerrose, Armitage Hux/Rose Tico

Between Sand and Sea by Brit Hux-Tico (birchwoods01)

If Ever I Would Leave You by Weddersins

Her Yellow Rainboots by Weddersins

Merrical, Cal Kestis/Merrin (Jedi: Fallen Order)

The Stars Alight by FlyingMachine

Heavy Ice by FlyingMachine

Caltrilla, Cal Kestis/Trilla Suduri (Jedi: Fallen Order)

No One Else by xanderwilde

call it what you want by xanderwilde

tear you to pieces by xanderwilde

Dramione, Hermione Granger/Draco Malfoy (Harry Potter Universe)

Now Is A Gift by SenLinYu

Sex and Occlumency by Graendoll

Zutara, Katara/Zuko (Avatar: the Last Airbender)

oracle bones by an orphaned account

Fics by Me

Virtue Ethics

Reylo College AU (completed)

Dr. Ben Solo, adjunct philosophy professor and part-time martial arts instructor, discovers a young woman in his Intro to Philosophy course whom he thinks may not actually be enrolled at the University.

Chiasmus

Reylo Role-reversal canonverse AU (WIP)

Scourge of the galaxy, Kira Ren, is tasked by the First Order to eliminate the last of the Jedi. When she captures hotshot podracer Ben Solo to extract Luke Skywalker’s location from him, things do not go according to plan.

This Dance of Light, This Sacred Blessing

Snapshots of a modern Reylo AU. Smutty, prosey one-shot.

Listen Up, Kid

Canonverse Reylo Post TLJ one-shot

The ghosts of Supreme Leader Kylo Ren's past are back to haunt him with a vengeance. A well-meaning, familial kind of vengeance. Or, A Star Wars Carol.

Ben’s Body

Reylo Modern AU (completed)

Rey is an up and coming sculptor specialising in human shape and form. Her new next door neighbour has a body to die for and she's determined to preserve it in marble forever. Now she just has to convince dashing and reclusive Ben to model for her. Preferably naked.

Growin’ Up

Reylo High School AU (completed)

Ben Solo was supposed to only be ruining his own life with his bad decisions. Rey Niima was just trying to pay attention in class. Both get stuck in detention.

Seven Texts, 2 AM

Reylo Modern AU, smutty one-shot

Ben has good reasons not to have sex with his neighbor, Rey. She has other ideas.

Song of the Forest

Reylo Fantasy/BatB/Fairytale AU (completed)

Once upon a time, a girl with an unknown past appeared on the doorsteps of a lord’s manor, and now the forest at the edge of the lord’s property is calling to her.

A Season of Frost & Warmth

Modern Reylo P&P AU (completed)

When Ben shows up to a Halloween party with no costume, it only confirms Rey’s certainty that he is the world’s biggest jerk. Until it comes to light that maybe... he isn’t.

Follow Me Home

Modern Werewolf Reylo AU (completed)

Rey gets stone drunk and brings home a big cute husky she found in an alley. The next morning, she finds a naked man built like a fridge sleeping on her living room floor, and no dog in sight.

The Gentleness That Comes

Reylo Modern AU one-shot

Underground boxer!Ben is resigned to his life of violence, until he meets a pretty new bartender one night.

Unlikely, Unbidden, Unbound

Gingerflower canonverse AU (WIP)

General Hux is imprisoned by the Resistance when the First Order falls. He had known his death was coming, it was simply a matter of course. He’s disappointed to learn the Resistance has other plans, and an unwavering policy of giving people second chances.

@thereylowritingden @reylofic @nancylovesreylo @grlie-girl @lilia-ula @greyforceuser @tazwren @mhcalamas

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thirst-order-confessions-renewed · 7 years ago

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Færie!Kylo meeting RC whilst they walk through the forest, trying to avoid disturbing the fær folk, but still catching his attention. They speak for a while, and Kylo falls in love with their demeanour and vows to marry them. One night, RC awakes to him begging them to come back with him, for he loves them to much to blind them with glamour. They agree and they both go back to the fæ world, Kylo finally feeling good enough to leave the dark færie snoke and return to his family

This is actually adorable.

#mod kat #kylo ren #faerie!Kylo #was that uor tag?#Anonymous

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soloredeemed · 4 years ago

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Reylo Fic Rec V

Back at it again with more delicious Reylo recommendations for you all to enjoy. I try to include a variety of ratings, lengths, and even view counts in each of these, just so there’s a little bit for everyone and some smaller authors get the recognition they deserve. As always, feel free to send me any questions about types of fics you’re looking for, and I’ll definitely find you something to enjoy! Also, as always, feel free to send me any fics that you love or have written, and I’ll give them a read!

The Supreme Leader’s Guide to the Galaxy: How to Build an Empire, Destroy an Empire, and Still Get the Girl by Ever-so-reylo

4k words, Rated E

This one was so so so soft. Funny, sweet, and beautiful, if you’re a little bit nostalgic for Reylo this is a perfect read for you. It is basically Ben Solo looking back on all the decisions he’s made in his life that has led him to being with Rey, and in doing so giving advice to his past self. It is really really good.

Project 34 by sap1066

87k words, Rated E

Post TROS Fix-It (sort of). After the Resistance beats the First Order, a man who looks suspiciously like the former Supreme Leader is found walking around Exegol naked, with no memory of who he is. The Resistance is out for his blood, Rey runs away with him. This one had a lot of twists and turns, but is really unique and addresses the whole ‘cloning’ fiasco extremely well. I loved it and definitely recommend the read.

Almost Perfect by LadyReylo

96k words, Rated E

This one is a wild ride. Rey is a sex worker with a particular set of skills. Ben is surgeon recovering from a brain tumor, and exactly the kind of client Rey is looking for. Except she catches feelings, and she also works for his parents... This was a really sweet, fluffy, angst-ridden wild ride. Definitely check it out.

So, You've Decided to Glamour a Human Girl. by selunchen

8.4k words, Rated E

Rey is a girl, Kylo is a faerie, she tries to rob him at knife point. This was really angsty, with a huuuuge amount of feelings, but it was truly wonderful. If you’re looking for something short, angsty, and fantasy filled, this is definitely the fic for you.

Sonder by deathbyhumidity

5k words, Rated T

Ben rides the train home, only to bump into a girl. He keeps seeing her night after night, and starts to get to know her through little moments on the train. It is truly beautiful, and considers destiny or the idea that things are meant to happen. Definitely check it out if you’re looking for something short, sweet, and feely.

Morning in the Burned House by diasterisms

6.4k words, Rated T

This was beautifully written from Leia’s point of view. A short but sweet piece set after The Force Awakens in a universe where Kylo Ren turned himself in. He is exiled, where he spends a lot of time getting close to Rey. Leia slowly realizes their connection over the course of the story. It is really amazing, and written by @kylorenvevo so you know it’s perfect.

Something Stupid by HarpiaHarpyja

8.2k words, Rated T

Ben and Rey are just friends, but it is their Valentine’s day tradition to go to dinner together every year. Rey starts to realize she has feelings for the man, just the year that Ben decides he actually wants to go on a date for Valentine’s day. The misunderstanding that ensues is classic. An adorable story, definitely worth the read.

Bringing the moon and stars to me by ohemgeeitscoley

7k words, Rated M

This story is so sweet, in my notes for it I literally just wrote ‘sweeeeeet.’ Like my teeth ached. Ben offers to rent Rey the extra room in his apartment, for extremely cheap, out of the goodness of his heart (right.) He gets to know her slowly, and what you would expect ensues.

Rey and Her Terrible, Horrible, No Good, Very Bad Year by Bakubitch

52k words, Rated T

If you’re looking for a long, tame, Hogwarts AU after coming off the heat of one of The Heartbreak Prince’s updates, well here is a nice, completed beauty for you. Rey is a Gryffindor. Ben is a Slytherin. They’re enemies and then they’re not. Or in which Ben has had feelings for her all along, and she is just very, very dense. It’s truly adorable.

Already Home by AttackoftheDarkCurses

78k words, Rated E

IF YOU ONLY READ ONE OR TWO FICS OFF THIS LIST, MAKE THIS ONE OF THEM. A/B/O dynamics. Soulmates. It’s everything you could ever want. Ben is a librarian. Rey is a college student. In this world, you can start texting your soulmate before you ever actually meet them. Rey has been chatting with Kylo for a while, before she is forced to move in when the Alpha named Ben that she absolutely hates. Except when she doesn’t anymore, and doesn’t know how to break it to Kylo. It’s perfect, honestly.

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politicalmamaduck · 5 years ago

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Reylo Fic Recs: Fantasy, Fae, Magic, Fairy Tale, and Mythology

Ours Is The Fury by @shmisolo

Rey was tasked with taking Storm's End for her king. She defeated the Storm King Snoke in the Rainwood, but when she proceeded to the castle itself, preparing for a long siege, things did not go to plan.

A Man Called Winter by @reylotrashcompactor

The girl didn’t dream. Perhaps it was because she needed more to fuel nighttime sojourns than fantasies of a full belly, of escaping the desert. Perhaps she exhausted all these dreams years ago, falling to sleep in the soft embrace of hope and waking in the hard grip of reality. Or perhaps dreams simply could not permeate the armored shell she slept inside, those rusted walls resistant to blaster fire as well as the simple comfort of imagination. Maybe this was why, on a particularly stifling night, when sleeping on her gritty pallet in the too-still air finally proved unbearable, and she had rucked the mess of salvaged pilot seats and threadbare blankets into the sand outside her door, that he came to her first. She laid under the stars, straining her exhausted body for a cool breeze, and found sleep. And he found her.

Between Death and Winter by @shmisolo

“I’ll answer none of your questions, crow,” she snapped.Ben placed the butt of the spear down in the snow and leaned on it as he sheathed his sword. He was breathing more heavily than he wanted to admit as he looked down at her.You should kill her, then, he thought in a voice that sounded very much like the Lord Commander’s. If she’d rather die, then let her die.Except there was something wrong in that. He didn’t know why, but it felt wrong.“Pity for you,” he said and he broke the spear over his knee. “I’ll be taking you with me back to Castle Black.”The moment the words were out of his lips, he regretted them. He was the First Ranger, he was in the middle of a ranging—he didn’t have time to keep a spearwife hostage.

all true lovers are by @abstractragedy

She might seem lonely, but Ben can sense that this forest is her faithful audience, and she is nothing but alone. The birds chirp a symphony to her, and the greenery around her bows, grateful to be blessed by her beauty. She truly is beautiful, but that’s not the entire reason he is so drawn to her. It’s her Magic.

Wintertide by @transpogrrl

It was important work, gathering fuel for the Burning of the Ren, though only an outcast like the Scavenger could do it. The ceremony marked the turning of one year into the next, and ensured the light would come again to drive back winter’s darkness.The good Queen had tried to change the ancient rite, to mark the year without the loss of one more soul from their war-torn land. But in the ten years since her decree, the disasters sweeping over them had only multiplied. Famine, flood, unearthly winds and the summer’s fires had torn at people’s goodness, and the refugees that sought the Queen’s peace had only taxed it more. When a Wizard suggested that only human sacrifice would appease the angry spirits, the people listened, and demanded a real Ren for the fire.

The Scavenger Bride by @the-reylo-void

After a fairytale summer romance, Rey of Jakku sees her beloved, Prince Ben Solo of Alderaan, off to his uncle's temple, only to learn of his death at the hands of the Dread Knight Ren, a feared warrior who never takes prisoners. But fairytales are never quite that simple, and Rey soon finds herself swept up in a game of political intrigue that threatens to tear the galaxy apart. With new lifelong friends (thieves, but who's counting), mostly-dead ex-boyfriends with too many names, a grumpy wizard who wants nothing to do with any of this, and POUS (Porgs of Unusual Size), Rey's got her work cut out for her and will need her wits, strength, and the strange force she's felt inside of her for years to find her true love.

The Hunter and the Swordsman by @dreamsdescent

It was the first part of the night, and the Hunter was rising in the sky. Four stars stretched out in each direction, with a belt of three across the middle.For many generations he had watched over her kind during these long nights in the depths of winter, and now he was her only companion.The star that made the Hunter’s right shoulder shone red, reminding her of warmth, of flowers and flesh and blood, of all the things that sustained life amidst the cold emptiness of the heavens.With the fire of earth at her back and the fire in the sky over her face, Rey calmed herself and listened. Soon she could hear it, the song of the red star, low and lonesome like the call of the mourning dove.She reached out to it as if it were to someone, and sang a quiet, but high and warbling answer, as if to say, you are not alone. Whether she was reassuring herself or the other, she did not know.The red star blinked in the sky, beating along with her heart as she fell into a dreamless sleep.

Stolen Hearts by @capaldisrighteyebrow

As the Judge of Souls, Rey weighs humans' hearts to assign their fates. When an imposing man who goes by Kylo Ren shows up without a heart, Rey seizes the chance to solve a mystery that threatens the universe. Returning to the mortal world together, Rey and Kylo rush to find his murderer and restore balance.

The Dragon Queen's Moon by @diadumene

“My handmaidens once told me a story,” Daenerys mused. “During my time in Essos, I would hear many variations of the story. Would you like to hear the one I liked best?”After a moment, Sansa nodded. “I would like that very much, Dany.” Dany gave her a look of approval and straightened her back. “Let me tell you the story of how the dragons were born and the moon and the sun fell in love with one another…”

All In Her Arms by @aionimica

Three things are to be expected when the dragon came back to the stars. The first was that one didn’t leave their home at night.The second was that one didn’t go check the noise they heard at the edge of the woods, no matter the cause.And last and final and arguably most important was that one most definitely did not get married.

in this white wave by @something-pithy

It was King Kylo’s season, and he had been born to rule it. Blood of the Tuatha de Danaan ran in his veins, yes, but in addition to the most glorious of the sidhe, the darkest of the Unseelie. He had been born to break the wheel and rebuild it anew, to rid the world of the systems and order that stifled it and bring the Unseelie back to power so that they could set the fae free once more. And he would be enjoying his victory -- the death of his twisted, decrepit master, his rightful place in the universe secured, the triumph of the Unseelie over the Seelie -- but for an impudent nocker, a tinkerer, a little no-one who had worked her way into his very soul.In which King Kylo of the Winter Court and Rey of the Summer Court struggle with the past, themselves, and their ferbidden Seelie/Unseelie luuuuuurve.

echoes (again) by @soul8

again and again, she slips from his grasp like moonlight (reincarnation au where ben seeks her through their past lives and maybe, just maybe this time this time will be the last)

there may be something there that wasn't there before. by @aquawolfgirl

She’s a thief, small and lithe. Her days are spent pickpocketing and snatching from market stalls. She has the sun in her skin and the light in her smile. She is beauty. He is a prince, at war with himself. He is a mix of a man, a hybrid of containment and utter chaos. He has the night in his hair and hatred in his eyes. He is beast.cShe just stole from the wrong garden. “You are aware that doesn’t belong to you, are you not?”

Like Blood, Like Honey by @lariren-shadow

“Sweet Rey,” Kylo said as he gently grabbed her chin. “We’re all monsters in the Unseelie Court.��When Rey moves in with her grandfather the summer before college she expected a part time job at best. Instead she found herself mixed up in the world of faeries.

Waves Calling Her Home by @shelikespretties

“When will you return to me, Selkie wife?” he taunted. “Have they hidden your skin that well?”She nudged him hard in the ribs with the foot he’d been cradling, pushing him away. “I’m no one’s wife, and my skin is safe exactly where I placed it. I’m not coming back. I’m here for a reason.”

The Sands of Jakku by ASingleWhiteDoe

Rey is a street rat and a scavenger in the deserts of Jakku, but when a haggard man approaches her and Finn about a lamp located in a strange and wonderful cave, all of that changes.

between belief and the sea by @thewayofthetrashcompactor

Rey has a busy schedule: between her part time jobs, trying to get a degree, and breaking into certain people's homes to steal items she can pawn off to Unkar Plutt, she doesn't have time for anything mysterious or unusual. And she's not exactly in the habit of returning lost property. However, something gets her to make an exception. Which somehow mixes her up with Ben Solo, and that turns out to be a hard bond to break.

Song in a Thousand Pieces by @thewayofthetrashcompactor

Snoke holds up a hand. “A nightingale.”The man bows. “Yes, my lord.”“In the Jakku forests.” Snoke’s voice is emotionless.The man pauses before answering, unsure of himself. “Yes, my lord,” he finally says.Snoke settles back into his throne. “Kylo Ren," he orders, and Kylo swiftly steps forward. "Bring it to me.”

Paradise Regained by @lasthopesolo

Where all fates of the universe are decided, there lives a wandering immortal, leaving behind in her wake dried and decayed things. Rey, bringer of death and rot, worries she will never find her place of belonging. Everything changes when she comes across a wailing immortal, the scent of spring clinging vigorously to him as fresh flowers dance in the wind around him.

Wherever There is You, I Will be There Too by @optimus-pam

According to Greek mythology, Tartarus is the deep abyss used as a dungeon of torment and suffering for the wicked. Rey journeys there in search of a lost soul.

it shall not be death by TolkienGirl

Rey of the Jedi Knights is sent with her sword and Holy Fire, to destroy a palace of thorns.It doesn't quite go as planned.

Fated by @shmisolo

Emperor Palpatine declared that it was the new horse in his stable that would reward Kylo of Alderaan’s saving his life, fulfilling the Law of Surprise. But the fates had other plans, and would not be denied.

My own fics in these categories:

Aníron

“Do you remember when we first met?” he asked, tracing her cheekbone. “I thought I had strayed into a dream,” she murmured, looking up into his eyes.“Long years have passed; you do not have the cares that you carry now.” He sighed, looking down and burdened for only a moment. He looked back up at her, focusing his powerful gaze once more. “Do you remember what I told you?”She could not meet his gaze. She knew the words; they were etched on her heart. Yet she still could not believe them, could not believe that he had said them in the first place, let alone held himself to them all these years later. “You said you would bind yourself to me, forsaking the immortal life of your people.”

your love is my immortal crown

A young woman makes a choice and ascends her grandfather’s throne, becoming a goddess and a queen to save her lover, the god of spring, who will stop at nothing to return to her.

The Prince and the Dragon

A long time ago in a galaxy far, far away, there lived a prince who met a dragon woman.

if it were only the stars we had wanted to conquer

Amid a backdrop of persecution of magic users and First Order colonization, Kylo Ren discovers a powerful fellow magic user named Rey on a mission for his master. There is more than meets the eye with Rey's magic, however, and she longs to understand her true calling. Yet her fate is inextricably bound with his own.

I am sending back the key

Rey's mysterious new husband, Ben Solo, asks her not to enter his study. But who is he really and what is the truth about his family history?

Hidden in the Desert Sands

The prince ran away from home, and found himself in the desert. A scavenger's kindness reveals more than scrap metal buried under the sands.

My other fic rec lists:

#reylo #fan fiction #fic recs #my writing #mythology au #fae au #fantasy au #fairy tale au

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elmidol · 4 years ago

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The Shackles of Fate - Ten (NSFW)

Dark Faerie Tale AU

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Pairing: Kylo Ren/Reader, Ben/Reader

Warning: handjob; oral; slight bloodplay

The Shackles of Fate

Ten

The fading darkness of night as dawn drew nearer offered enough concealment that you did not worry anyone would catch you. Kylo stood, his wings outstretched and demanding your attention, and observed you. You shifted up onto your knees. Swallowed down the lump that had started to form in your throat; an unspoken word. Sex was not entirely foreign to you. You had been touched, had touched a man you had believed you had feelings for. Feelings of love, you thought then shoved aside that string of memory. Touched and been touched, however had never fully given yourself to another. As such you were almost grateful for the limitations that prevented you and Kylo from moving too fast, too far.

His hands drew aside the barriers of clothing that had concealed him. You lowered your gaze from his wings to his cock, and found yourself holding in a gasp. To see was different than feeling in this case. He was thick, long. You imagined him moving inside of you, realizing that he would fill you completely. He would stretch you open wider than ever you had been before. A shudder rippled along your spine. You shifted, pressed your thighs together. Clenched your hands and felt more blood spill from your fingers.

You still wished to touch him. More than you had before, you wanted to feel his cock in your hand, and so you reached forward and slid your limb along his shaft. Kylo remained still. He let you explore at your own pace, his hungry gaze devouring you. You skimmed your thumb along the spongy head of his erection that already leaked precum. You drew the bead of precum to your mouth, tasting him. Kylo’s wings audibly twitched, a gentle puff of air skidding along your face.

Red smears streaked his shaft where your blood had remained behind. You swallowed at the sight of it, reached forward again, spread more. Kylo released a low growl, something animalistic and quite like a warning. There are limits, his voice repeated in your mind. Damn them all, you wished to hiss back. But you were no fool, and you had a strong feeling that he would end the session if you pushed things too far. Adrenaline from the night’s activities was giving you things high, this courage. The reality of that, as well, helped you to center yourself.

You wrapped your hand around him at the base of his cock and stroked upwards. Your saliva and blood aided in the smooth movement that drew from him a soft sigh. You trailed your fingers up and down, ghosting along his flesh, drawing patterns with the gathered wetness. His cock bobbed between his legs, throbbed in your hand. Kylo’s wings, too, twitched. They fluttered differently than you had seen them do in the past. Emboldened, you gripped him more firmly. The tantalizing urge to taste him on your tongue nearly convinced you to run your tongue along him. Yet you waited. Observed him, his every reaction, and marveled over the fact that he was vulnerable in this moment. Perhaps more vulnerable than he had been in--how long? Years? Months? When had he last had a lover? And had the partner been completely willing?

Don’t think dark thoughts, you scolded yourself, and melted back into the present.

You placed your other hand, palm flat, on his lower belly to feel his muscles tense at your touch. You curved your spine, arching backwards a fraction so that you could peer up at him. So that you could expose your breasts more to him; that was where his eyes had traveled when at last he had broken his gaze from the sight of your hand working his cock. Kylo reached forward and touched the side of your head, his fingertips ghosting over the surface of your hair.

Finally, finally you pressed your mouth against his cock and parted your lips to run your tongue along its surface. Tasted him more thoroughly than that bead of precum. His saltiness, his flesh; you inhaled the musky scent that was him, a sort of spiciness that aroused your senses, that aroused you. You felt your body begin to respond more earnestly. Felt the dampness forming between your legs, endured the ache of desire that blossomed in you and had you clenching around nothing.

You hollowed your cheeks and took more of him in. Above you, Kylo’s wings fluttered again. Another gentle breeze wafted over you, cooling you from the intense heat that might otherwise have consumed your entire being. The alternating temperatures sent new shivers down your spine. You pulled back then pushed forward once more, swallowing more of him. You felt the weight of his cock on your tongue, which you undulated, teasing him. Feeling the blood pumping through his vein. Tasting your blood on him. It registered to you that this only added to the spice. You moaned around him, your hands wrapping around the portion of his cock that left your mouth when you drew back again. Less blood coated the surface of his erection; the wound on your finger had not been deep enough to drain you much.

As though he could read your mind, Kylo smeared his own blood along his length. His thumb and your mouth moved in the same direction, back and forth, up and down. The sweet tang of his blood still like candy that left your mouth watering, that rendered you hungry for more. Another moan vibrated up your throat. After gathering the smeared blood on your tongue, you concentrated on the sensitive head of his cock with your mouth while your hand worked the rest of his shaft in slow strokes.

He began to release a noise that caught in his throat then was drowned out by the beating of his wings. You wished he had not masked the sound. What little you had heard of it, of his pleasure, had stuttered your heart, which now pounded more forcefully in your chest.

In the next moment, you removed your mouth from his cock in order to give your jaw a pause. It felt stretched wide, a little uncomfortable. Blinking up at the faerie prince, you allowed yourself time to properly take in the sight of him as you worked towards that blissful moment where he would come undone. Where, hopefully, you would see past the figurative mask he wore now that the literal one was discarded. A low growl emerged from him, and you offered a ginger grin before engulfing him once more. His eyelids were the ones to flutter as a result.

You bobbed your head, your hand in constant motion as above you Kylo trembled. His wings twitched again, the air stirring. Then those wings drew nearer to his body, tightening as he came, his cum coating your tongue. You swallowed, fascinated with how its saltiness contrasted and complemented the sweetness of his blood. His fingers ran along your scalp before they located your ears. He toyed with the sensitive flesh as you stroked his softening cock, which soon slipped from your mouth.

A rosy blush dusted his cheeks. You drank in the sight of this while standing, while you helped him adjust his pants after tucking away his cock. “You look nice like that,” you said, careful to keep your voice lower so as to not come off as demeaning. His eyes shifted about your face. “You’re going to draw more blood from me now, aren’t you?”

“Yes.” The depth of his voice made your heart stuttered, your stomach somersault. His hands were on the backs of your wrists, fingers trailing back and forth then in circles. It was the most soothing you could remember him being. Perhaps you would suck his dick more often, if this was the result. Kylo took a step nearer to you, the toes of his shoes hitting yours. “My trust is not easily given.”

This statement proved to raise more questions in your mind, none of which you spoke aloud. What you did do was allow him to turn both of your hands over so that your palms faced the sky. Kylo set his fingers on the heel of your hand, trailed them upwards until the tips of his middle fingers were on yours. Your gaze was locked onto his even as goosebumps formed along your flesh. His teeth did not pierce your flesh on this occurrence, but instead there were tendrils of dark power that traveled down the lengths of his arms to his fingers until they located your fingers. Three on each hand were wrapped by that energy after blood began to spill from the tiny incisions that had been made.

You winced at the sting and held your breath. Seeing magic at work was something you had previously believed was an experience you would never have, not like this. Nothing aside from the curse that stole so many lives and souls. Now you were becoming a part of—it was something, although you could not name it. A spell? No, this was different. A sort of ritual that would have a long lasting impact on your life. You wished that Kylo would be more upfront as to what that would be, however you had already agreed to do this.

He claimed that he was trusting you, and you believed him. This faerie prince that had been betrayed, been manipulated, he had saved your life and soul. You wanted to repay that debt.

The tendrils of darkness twisted around, piercing Kylo’s fingers and drawing blood that flowed down the lengths of that darkness until the red mixed with yours. Those mingled droplets of blood thinned out, draping over your fingers then wrapping around. You furrowed your brow when the blood began to take shape. Threads. Red threads at that, not unlike the ones that attached you to Kylo and Ben. Now six more were formed.

“Their fate tied to yours,” Kylo said. You jerked your gaze back up to his face. He remained concentrated on the ritual. Now a new source of power crawled from him. It radiated warmth that had you thinking of Ben. Light magic? You assumed that to be the case. “Their lives in your hands.”

The warm power turned golden and it, too, thinned into strands of thread. These strands wound around the six red threads. You mouthed the words that Kylo had spoken and took into consideration the fact that this ritual was attaching to you six new lives, the lives and fates of the Knights of Ren. He was trusting you with them. They would protect you as much as you would protect them.

Four of the threads remained slack save for where they encircled your fingers. The remaining two tightened. You felt pressure that preceded tugs, as though there were individuals on the other end using the threads to locate you. Not once did you look away from Kylo to seek out the approaching individuals.

There was no dramatic gust of wind, however there were bootsteps that began to grow in volume. One set then two. Another of the threads grew taut, a fourth. The fifth and sixth tightened simultaneously. The threads tugged in different directions. You listened to the six approaching faeries while continuing to lock gazes with Kylo. Clanks of metal echoed along with the footsteps. You assumed these sounds belonged to whatever weapons the Knights of Ren possessed aside from their own dark magics. Again did the urge to peek at the approaching fairies arise in you, and again did you successfully resist.

“Don’t be afraid.” You swallowed thickly at his words; he had spoken them just two nights before. If he had been anyone else, you would have felt foolish for trusting him as much as you did in so short a time. If anything, he was trusting you more.

“I’m not,” you said in answer, and you felt proud upon realizing that you spoke the truth. Fear had stopped clawing at you since you had kissed him. That may be temporary, but you would accept this sense of peace for however long it did last.

The first of the dark faeries drew within line of your peripheral vision. The Knight of Ren wore armor not dissimilar in style to what Kylo possessed to include a helmet that covered their face. The second Knight was no different, and so you were unsurprised to learn that each of the other four were much the same. There were subtle differences, namely in their helmets, and when you at last allowed yourself a better look, you drank in those unique aspects. Along with their differing helmets, their weapons varied and you assumed that their choices spoke much of their personalities. Unless it was a faerie thing to have their specialties chosen by another when they were younger, when they first began training as a Knight of Ren.

You would have felt like an outsider amongst these seven if not for the threads that connected you to them, if not for the slumbering Ben in your pocket. There was instead a sense of belonging. It was quite similar to the kinship you had with Rey. Your thoughts turning to her momentarily, you wondered what she might have suggested in this situation. She would have stood by your side had she been present.

I’m not alone in this. The thought made your throat feel thick. You swallowed, allowed yourself time to think of Rose and even the syragh named Finn. Without their support, you would have been struggling more than you were.

“What answers are most pertinent to our survival?”

Your gaze once more darted about the six gathered Knights of Ren while you considered the question that Kylo had posed. You had countless questions, how could you know which were unimportant in the grand scheme of things? In that silence, you closed your eyes and tried to work through the events of the past few nights. Your eyelids were heavy. It was with effort that you reopened your eyes to meet Kylo’s stare.

“Does the succubus know what I am?” One of the Knights turned their head in Kylo’s direction. A second and third did as well while the remaining three did not avert their gazes from you.

He pressed his wings more tightly against his body. “She has her suspicions, yet I doubt she realizes what you are.” A small part of you had hoped that he would let slip the revelation, a name, something to answer the more selfish questions. He closed the distance between your body and his. You felt your body warm at his close proximity; even with an audience, he was not shy. “Phasma is no fool. Inserting herself into this situation would go against her survival instincts.”

There was a pregnant pause before you spoke again. “What are their names?” You cleared your throat just as Kylo parted his lips. Looking to the first Knight, you repeated your inquiry, altering it slightly so that it was more personal. “What’s your name?”

He took a step back, which tugged on the braided thread that attached the pair of you. “Cardo.”

You twisted at the waist to repeat your question to the next Knight, moving around in a circle as you were offered their names. Kuruk. Trudgen. Vicrul. Ap’lek. Ushar. They were each male from what you could tell, and every one of them had not offered additional information. Vicrul had taken a step forward rather than in retreat. Ushar had tilted his head while saying his name. Ap’lek had toyed with the weapon in his hand. Trudgen and Kuruk had been more casual, rolling their shoulders and shrugging respectively. They were unbothered by your presence, as though it was normal to be so close to a human.

Half human, you reminded yourself. “Thank you.” It would have been rude to not express gratitude that they had been somewhat forthcoming. You looked to Kylo, discovering that his expression was bemused. “What?”

“You still haven’t guessed.” As though it was obvious. “I offered a hint. I gave a name.”

“When?” His eyes pinched in the corners, and you knew instantly that he would not elaborate on that. At least not yet. He was having too much fun watching you squirm. You huffed, rolled your eyes, and returned to the other matter. “How long does this ritual last for?”

You would be willing to repeat it, however you first wanted more information. If it was only a few hours, planning out when and where to give him your blood was imperative to ensure higher chances of success.

“It can weaken, however the connection will not fade entirely unless fulfilled or severed.” It was Ushar that spoke to you, and you faced him. Grateful, you nodded and thought on that. Fulfilled; you imagined that this had to do with the red thread of fate. Severed, then, would deal with the golden thread of life. You did not want to think about that. If severing equated to death then...no. Best not go there.

You felt for Ben, encouraged by the way he rolled over in his sleep towards your fingers. Sleep. How you were beginning to crave such rest. You removed your hand from the sprite and covered your mouth to shield your yawn from view. There was no time for rest, you told yourself. Not yet at least. The Knights of Ren would first need to know how it was that they could help. Otherwise you would be giving Snoke and his minions and even larger lead. This train of thought reminded you of the imp king.

Kylo nodded in approval when you mentioned Armitage Hux’s actions. That was indeed a question that required answers before a full gameplan could be made. If Armitage was willing to be a temporary ally, you would use that. It was not as though you weren’t expecting an eventual betrayal.

“She’s exhausted.” You believed that Cardo spoke those words, although it may have been Kuruk. This was difficult to know for certain when you were busily hiding another yawn behind your hand.

“Hmm.” Kylo placed a hand on your shoulder and steered you towards a tree, where he had sit in its shade. You did not fight him though a part of you wanted to. The exhaustion truly was getting the better of you. “Rest. I will wake you once I speak with the Knights.” There would be much to tell them; they did not yet know of the situation with Phasma,not in full. Nor did they know what had transpired with Snoke’s red armored guards.

You would allow him time to speak with the six other faeries while you napped. It was what you needed; you were not a child that would fight against your body’s basic needs. Rest while you could. Who knew when you would be on the run again?

“Fine,” you murmured, curling onto your side so as to keep Ben safe from being squished. You idly wondered if Kylo would speak to the Knights about his lighter half, or if they already knew about the sprite. Perhaps they had just as many questions as you did. You doubted it, yet the thought made you smile and allowed you to peacefully drift off into unconsciousness.

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