#reyo fanfic

[alligatorjesie]

Hey @banthaboybobaoba, this you?

This you being mommy's little mistake to this fandom Since 2015?

No one here asked for your fucking opinion about a ship you hate. I'm sick a tired of seeing it IN MY TAG.

I'm telling you to take your shitty shit covered shit opinion and ram it squarely back up your asshole where it fucking belongs and to GTFO out of this tag.

Sincerely,

A reylo

You seem really worried that women in this fandom maybe don't understand that Star Wars is a fictional fantasy story set in space.

But since YOU seem really confused about it let me be the first to tell you:

Star Wars isn't real.

We don't have to hold Kylo Ren or any other fictional character for that matter accountable for the fake people they hurt and kill.

He's fucking fake.

This Whole Story Is Fake.

Young impressionable women are not reading fanfiction and looking at the fanart in this fandom and thinking to themselves: 'Man, that Kylo Ren sure is the pinnacle of man I want in my life to bare my children. I can't wait to meet him in real life and demand he gives me his seed."

It's not your fucking job to tell anyone what FICTION they can and can't partake in. You can hardly spell full words on your shit blog posts. Maybe learn how to write a full fucking sentence before you start handing out really shitty psychology advice that not a single soul here asked for.

Bitch I ain't even sure you know how to tie your fucking shoes and here you fucking are policing a whole ass fandom because you can't understand the fictional angry guy you don't personally like didn't actually hurt anyone and everyone else here is fully aware he's fucking fake.

You don't read a lot of fanfics in this fandom so I'm not expecting you to know this but massive number of the fanfictions in this fandom revolve around Kylo Ren becoming a good person I.E. Ben Solo.

I'm not fucking joking.

There are over 27,000 reylo fanfics on AO3 right now.

And this is just some of the tags I decided to dick around in.

Like... Redeemed Ben Solo

Ben Solo Needs a Hug

Redemption, with the added modifier to insure the main ship in the story is Ben/Rey

That's over 7,000 fanfics dealing with a redeemed Ben Solo.

Fuck me sideways, the Ben Solo/Rey tag ALONE has over 9,000 fanfics in it.

Anyone who knows how to use AO3 better than me is more than welcome to come fact check me because I do feel like I'm using the search feature wrong from time to time when it comes to the tags on AO3. I kinda feel like these numbers are actually higher than what I'm able to efficiently search for.

See, the reylos understand that Ben Solo can be redeemed without much fucking effort and it's a popular theme in this fandom.

I know this, the reyo fandom knows this. Adults with half working brains understand this. Children grasp this concept.

But you sure as fuck don't seem to.

The very last fucking thing we want or need is someone who obviously hates this pairing showing up in our goddamn tags telling us the FAKE MAN from a FICTIONAL STORY IN SPACE was mean to a woman once so we should just throw him in the trash.

Throw yourself in the fucking trash and get the fuck out of this tag.

If you are so fucking childish you can't understand that fiction is fake, first off delete your fucking account because you are too mentally stunted to be using this website without parental supervision, and secondly get the flying fuck out of this tag.

You're not fucking welcome here.

If you look at the years you have put into harassing people in this fandom and still think you're the morally righteous person here then you are fucked in the head.

I only started doing this to tell you Anti fuckstains to get the fuck out of a tag you don't belong in.

I'm not doing this for funzees. I don't get extra internet points for being an asshole to you and I would much rather spend my evening fucking your parents, God knows, but much like pulling out invasive plants around my neighborhood I'll take time out of my day to remove a noxious weed from my fandom space.

I’m going to play a fun little game I invented which is every time I see your ugly fucking face rear it’s unwelcome head in the reylo tag acting a goddamn fool I’m going to go out of my way to give my money to someone in the reylo fandom.

See, I make dildos for a living and with the money your dad spends on giant horse cock alone I can afford A Lot of reylo swag.

I want you to understand fully that you and you alone are allowing many reylos to flourish more than they already are, which is to say quite a bit without my help.

Butt Fuckit I got money and a point to make.

I want you to understand fully how pointless you having spent 8 years posting in a fucking tag you don't belong in and harassing the very real people in this fandom has been.

Spend another 8 years doing absolutely nothing with your wasted fucking life, see what I fucking care.

Your parents are disappointed in you either way.

I would know. They're right here I just got done fucking both of them.

But do know if I see you here again I'm going to make yet another post telling you to fuck off and I'm going to buy more reylo shit.

See this book here?

It's called the Hurricane Wars and it's written by an author in the reylo fandom who penned the wildly popular fanfiction 'Landscapes with a Blur of Conquerors', Thea Guanzon.

Ironically, also a fanfiction about a redeemed Ben Solo.

Not even her first popular fanfic she's made either, that one being the 'Sword of the Jedi' series which UMMF that shit was a better sequel trilogy than what we actually got.

Another redeemed Ben Solo fanfic.

I hope you're noticing a trend here.

The cover was created by a well know reylo artist @artofcrumbs and may I say she knocked it out of the park.

Today I'm going to pre-order this book because fuck you @banthaboybobaoba.

I'm tickled pinkgreen. I've always thought about taking some of the reylo fanfictions I really liked and making physical copies of them for my bookshelf would just be the neatest thing and here I don't even need to go through the effort of binding a book because the fics are so good they're just getting published.

Honestly I can't wait to see the fics they write for the ship you hate because they're gonna be real fuckin' good and also fuck you @banthaboybobaoba.

You deserve to have the ship you hate get wildly popular.

Keep posting in this tag @banthaboybobaoba. There's literally an entire etsy full of reylos pins I've been drooling over and Ali Hazelwood, New York Times bestselling writer has an entire series of published books that I read back when they were reylo fanfics that I've been dying to buy.

Hey @banthaboybobaoba

If you don’t like reylo I have some very good news for you, don’t go into the reylo tag and you’ll never see reylo content again. You are responsible for the content you see on this website and if you dislike something you can just not interact with it instead of being a giant bell end.

You choose to be in this tag and be a massive cunt when no one fucking invited you here in the first place so do us all a solid and get a fucking hobby that don’t involve you being fucking cunt to people in a fandom you don’t fucking belong in.

Take your STD encrusted gatekeeping dick and shove it into a fucking pencil sharpener for all the fucks I don’t give, just get the flying fuck out of this tag.

let’s make telling Anti shit eating fuckwads off cool again.

[theoriginalsuki]

sneak peak of Hiraeth chapter 2

Rey dreamed sometimes, of being with him beneath a star-strewn sky, more feeling than picture.  When she let herself think, handling hope fragile as glass, she imagined them together again in time and space, believed they would pick up exactly where they left off: he would fall into her like a traveler come home at last.  Whatever his sins, whatever the penance, they would navigate what came next together.  How utterly foolish.  Even if twelve years of growth, history, and aging had not changed her, what was to say he’d be the same?

Read it here.

[ajoy3fanfics]

Everything I ever wanted Pt.1

I listened to ‘Everything I ever wanted’ by Billie Eilish today and it gave me total Reylo vibes. I’ve been toying with the idea of writing a Reylo fic for a while, and this kind of happened! 

FF.NET.  AO3

Everything I wanted

Kylo rarely slept; the opportunity was not one that was often afforded to a high ranking official. There was work to be done, traitors to hunt, scavengers to obsess over. Beyond the busywork, more practical reasons kept him from slumber ; the ship was dangerous, enemies waiting for a vulnerable moment to snuff him out any chance they could.

And of course, there were the dreams.

If Kylo were honest, those were the prominent reason he refused sleep, far preferring to work until his eyes stung, bloodshot and bone-tired, waiting for the point of sheer exhaustion to lay down on the black sheets of his bed. He wouldn’t dream during those times, his body too deprived of its basic needs to conjure up vivid memories or hallucinations.

He had no control when he slept, and it frightened him in ways that were difficult to name. Would he see his mothers face, crestfallen and disappointed, or perhaps his uncle, wide eyed with terror as he stood over him, weapon in hand and ready to kill? On his darker days he saw the faces of his early victims, the ones that stayed with him the most. He tried not to carry them, to let their faces fall into the shadows, but the first dozen kills were hard on him back then; now they were more or less routine, a matter of upkeep that he did not pause long enough to dwell on. Guilt was often tangled in the web of his subconscious when he dreamed, the feelings heavy as lead in his chest. He dreaded Snoke invading his thoughts to find this weakness, a brutal punishment sure to follow.

So it surprised Ben when he woke to find that he had not relived pieces of his past or took his ghosts out to play; instead, he had dreamed he had everything he ever wanted. The first order was in control- he was in control. The throne felt cold and harsh under him, it’s sharp angles formed for fear, not comfort. Snoke, his master, his tormentor, lay dead by his hands, hux falling shortly after. The armies of storm troopers awaited his orders- he answered to no one. He had carved out a place for himself, a place to belong with his dark thoughts, a spot not big enough for two.

Of course meant that she was gone too. The resistance had been wiped out in a single blow, and finally, at long last, there was no one to oppose him. No one to fight back, no one to care enough to try. He had silenced the galaxy so completely that opposition was not even dreamed of. Rey had truly been the last hope- his mother had not been wrong to place her bets on the lonely girl from Jakku. Once she fell, so did the dream of freedom.

What struck him first was the boredom. It was empty, dreary and mundane. There was no challenge, no being who stood as his equal. He was alone, just as he always had been. She would stay silent to him, just like the rest of his enemies who died by his hand. He had everything, finally, but he was utterly alone. As he sat on his throne, his chest ached so painfully his black leather glove reached up, gripping at his tunic.

It was a dream of everything he wanted.

He woke conflicted, breath coming out in short, ragged puffs, hand still clutching his heart. He had not conquered, had not found the true peace that Snoke promised. Wasn’t power supposed to be the answer? Yet even with the galaxy laid out at his feet, he still felt hollow and empty.

Kylo ran his fingers through his thick hair, trying to bring down his panic. He had not killed Rey; She was alive, somewhere, still fighting to see another day. It made sense that his world seemed bleak without her; she had become ingrained in his being, their force bond so much stronger than Snoke’s whispers ever were. At first, it had been anger he felt from her, so strong he could have sworn she was embracing the dark. Her replies were cold and clipped, unwilling to engage with him, no matter how much he probed. It wasn’t until she unwillingly caught glimpses of him, of his past, that she softened- just a little, bit by bit, until finally, she spoke to him easily, hopefully. He had not meant to show her, never intended to reveal those pieces to anyone, yet she crept into his mind and watched in horror at the broken pieces of his life. She spoke to him then, one lost soul to another, aching to make a connection. It was never anything of value to the first order, the words only held meaning to him. She had become so enmeshed in him that it became stranger to feel nothing from her than have her force invading him.

Whereas Snoke stroked the fire that burned white with rage, filling him with a blinding fury, Rey soothed an ache he did not know existed, cleared his mind and filled him with doubts all at once. It was uncomfortable to be spoken to so kindly, and the more she did it, the more she offered, the more he craved. She was a headache, to be sure, but for the first time, he didn’t feel alone. She was there, tempting him by simply existing. Rey was sunlight and hope, freedom in its truest form, invoking feelings the rolled in his gut when he thought of her. She understood him, and still sought him out. She was pure, healing energy, and perhaps foolishly, he felt important to her.

Such a contrast to his world. He was a cog in the machine, more powerful and prominent than a storm trooper, to be sure, but did that matter? He was an apprentice of Snoke’s, Vader’s blood flowing through his veins, yet his powerful ties did not bring him the status he craved. When he was alone at night, training, avoiding sleep, he dabbled in forbidden thoughts, ones he was too afraid to find the answer to. What had drawn Snoke to him? Was it his heritage, Vader’s legacy still too potent to die? Did Snoke recognize his potential, see that the force was strong in him, still young and alone, easy to manipulate, easy to groom? Or did the supreme leader seek him out as a way to punish his parents, to toy with the people he hated most, vowing to drag a child born from light down to the deepest depths of darkness. He had little doubt Snoke cared for him past his own ambitions, no affection lost between mentor and apprentice. He was a black prince, but still treated just as roughly as a foot soldier. When the time comes to take his last breath, will there be anyone left to mourn? Kylo wondered when that started to matter to him.

‘You’re in a bad mood.’ She called to him again, her voice groggy. She must have been sleeping; his mood so foul it shook her from her slumber.

‘Go back to bed.’ He commanded, sure that she would reject him, yet he told her anyway. He felt a pang of guilt surge through him for waking her.

‘Did something happen? She pressed; he could feel her exhaustion coursing through him.

‘Just a dream.’ He responded truthfully.

‘Not a good one, I take it.’

‘It might have been a nightmare.’ He felt childish even thinking it, immediately regretting sending the thought. It felt so natural to talk to her, he forgot to keep his shield up and bite his tongue. He tucked the dream away in a corner of his mind she could not reach, unwilling to share it with her. Although she had had her fair share of dreams where he lay dead, they had not occurred since their truce, their common ground was found. It went without saying that she would be hurt from it, and he would be damned if he was going to be the cause of it. No, better to store it away and deal with it on his own and drag her into his sordid mess.

‘Do you want to talk about it?’ She asked, more alert than she had been earlier, but still on the cusp of sleep.

‘No. Get some sleep. Tired warriors make mistakes.’ He really couldn’t afford her to be sloppy. Not in battle, not with her feelings. It was far too dangerous.

‘Its hard to sleep when you’re so upset.’ Rey reasoned. ‘What’s wrong?’

Kylo was struck by her sincerity, as he always was. Maybe it was the late hour, or perhaps it was how unsettled he was from his dream, just happy she was alive to talk to. He found himself answering honestly. ‘The dark side has its prices.’

‘Ones you shouldn’t have to pay.’ Her answer was quick, expected. ‘There’s so much good in you, Ben. I wish you could see that.’

An old argument, a known minefield. He didn’t respond, an answer in itself, and let their connection fall silent. After some time, she finally spoke; Maybe she sensed his discomfort, or exhaustion made her too tired to fight. For tonight, she was willing to let him sit with the thought. ‘I’m here if you need me.’ She promised, and shortly after he felt the heaviness of sleep take her.

He knew she would listen, if he wanted to share in his misery. He had little proof, but he was sure if he opened up his darkness she would take it all in.

He had dreamed of everything he wanted, or at least everything he had thought he wanted.

Power was easy to attain; it was his birthright, it flowed through him easily, gained it with force when needed.

Maybe what he truly wanted was something harder to speak of.

[juniordreamer]

Rating: M

Summary: Rey is six months away from finishing her parole. Kylo Ren just killed a man. They are strangers living on opposite sides of the country and yet, somehow, they can hear and see each other across the miles and miles of land that stretch from New York to New Mexico. As if the distance between them doesn’t exist. As if the laws of time and space and gravity have created a loophole specifically for them.

Read Chapter 7 here or start from the beginning here

Tagging @reylofanficclub, @thereylowritingden, @nancylovesreylo, @albastargazer, @leofgyth, @riaria84

[filhadoboto]

Chapters: 1/1 (E) Relationships: Rey/Ben Solo, Kylo Ren/Rey, Rey/Ben Solo | Kylo Ren

Characters: Rey (Star Wars), Ben Solo, Kylo Ren, Paige Tico

Additional Tags: Alternate Universe - Modern Setting, Neighbors, Kylo Ren is a cat, Eggplant, Purple kimono, Thirsty Rey, Ben Solo is hung, Pining...no quite, Oral Sex, Sex, Vaginal Sex, Smut, Fluff and Smut, The Absolute Unit of an eggplant

Summary: Rey’s obsession of eggplant has begun since the day she saw Ben Solo in a ridiculous short kimono that showed how hung he is.

[capaldisrighteyebrow]

Yuletide Neighbors - A Reylo AU -Chapter Six

That’s write, my friends, two updates on this last Snow Day from school. Enjoy it all on AO3. 

Excerpt from Chapter Six - “Family Outing”

Rey toddles forward into the unexpected but not unwelcome embrace. His mother smells like pine and vanilla frosting. The strength behind her hug brings a sense of comfort. This is a woman whose shoulders are broad enough to bear any kind of burden, be it upheaval in the city after a Steelers’ loss or family drama. Whatever anxiety Rey had before meeting Leia vanishes the moment they lock eyes.

Leia's hands squeeze hers. "It's a pleasure to meet you, my dear."

The warm greeting leaves Rey momentarily speechless, but she smiles slowly. "It's so nice to meet you," she finally pushes out when she remembers what words are. "Ben--"

Leia laughs at her abrupt stop. "Hasn't said much about me, has he?" The older woman frowns up at her son, then leans in to Rey with a conspiratorial smirk, whispering, "You make him nervous. I thought only I could do that. Keep it up."

[pandoraspocksao3]

There are several “Pheylo” stories out there!  That is a GORGEOUS pic!!!  

Reylo × Phantom of The Opera 🖤

[carasstarwarsmusings]

Bonded - Chapter 1

I posted the first chapter of Bonded, the sequel to Chained.

Bonded (4806 words) by CaraRose Chapters: 1/? Fandom: Star Wars Episode VII: The Force Awakens (2015) Rating: Mature Warnings: Creator Chose Not To Use Archive Warnings Relationships: Kylo Ren/Rey, Reylo Characters: Kylo Ren, Rey (Star Wars), More characters to be added as we go along ;) Additional Tags: Slow Burn, Grey Jedi, Force Bond Series: Part 2 of Bound Summary:

This story picks up a standard month after Chained ended.

Kylo Ren finally has his scavenger, an agreement for her to travel with him for the next year in trade for information he provided the Resistance on the First Order, yet she remains resistant both to him and to being taught by him. With the First Order and Supreme Leader Snoke hunting for them to punish him for his betrayal, he struggles to win Rey's trust, trust he needs if the two of them are going to survive.

In a journey that leads them through the edges of the outer rim to the unmapped reaches of the wild space, the two find themselves following old legends as they attempt to find a better understanding of the Force. In taking on this journey, they will find more about themselves, their feelings towards one another, and the connection that binds them.

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Arti gives this chapter two big ol’ Hanoverian ear shakes..

[monsterleadmehome]

Requiem for a Tuesday

1/6 chapters | Rated E

Read it now on AO3!

Rey Knope dreams of being President someday. But first, she'll have to navigate the political swamp that is the Parks and Recreation Department of Pawnee, Indiana. Can her dreams survive even when the State sends down two auditors to review their budget?

An early birthday present for @lovesbitca8!

[fromsolowithlove]

She Doesn’t Know Who I Am, a High School/Modern AU Reylo fic

Ben Solo is a broody record shop employee who just wants to lay low until graduation. Rey is relentless and determined to break down his loner facade little by little, day by day. Featuring brooding, self-esteem issues, witty banter, and Poe as Ben’s unofficial BFF.

Chapter 6 of 8 is now up for those interested/following.

“Right. So. My mom is Leia Organa-Solo. Or more formally, Senator Organa-Solo.”

“Sounds fancy.”

“Oh, she is. She was born into a political family. Was raised to uphold the tradition. But it doesn't stop there.”

“My dad is Han Solo,” he continued. “Also more formally known as retired United States Navy Admiral Han Solo.”

“What a mouthful.” He bit into his lower lip, still gauging her reaction.

“So. Both your parents come with very elite titles,” she mused. “What title do you come with?”

Rey’s quick wit was one of Ben’s favorite things. He needed her levity more than ever as he confronted his less than squeaky past.

“None. Just Ben Solo.”

“Hmm. I don’t know that I believe you.” She squinted with inquisition. “Prince Ben Solo, perhaps?”

Ben cocked his head in annoyance. “Are you done terrorizing me?”

“Never. I can't help myself,” she declared. “But, please. Continue.”

Read the full chapter on AO3.

[reysexualkylo]

Dark Side of Me

                           Kylo was teaching Rey some basic forms of self defense and mind control. Ever since he came to the conclusion that she’s an angel, he was working hard training her and trying to find a way for her to break through her shields to release her wings.

Thank you to my super speedy beta @ns0241 you are the best!

[sushigirlali]

A new ask meme in town

Tagged by total sweethearts @persimonne and @mrsmancuspia 💙❤️

Rules: tag all the people you want! This is just for fun and to better know each other ;)

Name/Nickname: Ali

Hobby: Gaming, writing, cosplaying, cooking

Are you studying or working right now? Working...I need a vacation!

Do you like the place where you live? Nope, finally trying to move to a different part of the city

Are you an indoor or outdoor person? Indoor mostly, but I do love going to theme parks

Are you an introvert or an extrovert? Extrovert until I want to be alone lol

The first book you bought on your own: Umm probably something by Christopher Pike? He wrote a lot of children's horror fiction when I was a kid

The last book you bought: William Shakespeare's Jedi the Last: Star Wars Part the Eighth

Your first fandom/first OTP: Harry Potter! I shipped Draco and Hermione from an early age lolz

Your last fandom/last OTP: Well, I’ve loved Star Wars since I was a kid, but Reylo is my newest obsession over the last few years, so I’m gonna say that!

The first fan fiction you read: Umm probably Dramione related or Inuyasha related...I really don’t remember!

The last fan fiction you read: I don’t read much Reyo fanfiction to avoid clouding my own writing, but probably something by @reylo-solo 😊

List your three favourite fanfiction tropes: Enemies to friends to lovers, arranged marriage, reincarnated lovers

Your guilty pleasure in fanfics: I love smut, but honestly, soft shit like saying “I love you” and gentle kissing really does it for me hahaha

Tagging: @casleyislove / @spindlepricker / @tothemoonandback08 / @craniumhurricane / @grlie-girl / @reyl-hoe / @dvrkrey / @atchamberlin / @thewanderingapothecary / @reylocalligraphy / @reysistancescum / @mrsvioletwrites / @kayurka / okay, I’ll stop now lol (please let me know if you’d rather not be tagged on these things!)

[riaria84]

Oh my stars!!!! This story is BACK and I could not be more excited!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

Rating: M

Summary: Rey is six months away from finishing her parole. Kylo Ren just killed a man. They are strangers living on opposite sides of the country and yet, somehow, they can hear and see each other across the miles and miles of land that stretch from New York to New Mexico. As if the distance between them doesn’t exist. As if the laws of time and space and gravity have created a loophole specifically for them.

Read Chapter 7 here or start from the beginning here

Tagging @reylofanficclub, @thereylowritingden, @nancylovesreylo, @albastargazer, @leofgyth, @riaria84

[monsterleadmehome]

Chapter 3 is live!

Rey is going on about details for the Harvest Festival—who cares, really—but then she says they landed a surprise guest. “Li’l Yoda!” she pronounces proudly to the room.

And Mitaka loses his shit—along with pretty much everyone else.

“What? Li’l Yoda?! How did you manage that?” Mitaka is wide eyed as the miniature horse’s handler brings him into City Hall for some reason. This could’ve been done in the courtyard, but he doesn’t even really care about his Louis Vuitton shoes right now.

Requiem for a Tuesday

1/6 chapters | Rated E

Read it now on AO3!

Rey Knope dreams of being President someday. But first, she'll have to navigate the political swamp that is the Parks and Recreation Department of Pawnee, Indiana. Can her dreams survive even when the State sends down two auditors to review their budget?

An early birthday present for @lovesbitca8!