Rey Pain Train
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17 Dec 2017
TLJ SPOILERS. This is my take on Rey's waking up before Ben does after both of them are knocked by the explosion of Anakin's lightsaber
Rey escapes to Jakku to nurse a broken heart.
28 Aug 2018
Rey and Kylo, both on the verge of breaking separate individual medal records, are swimming on the same relay. What could possibly go wrong?
An Olympic Swimming Reylo AU, featuring commentators Rian and Kathleen.
15 Apr 2019
"I can listen no longer in silence."
The hologram projection of his strangely handsome face is cobalt blue, flickering, and full of static. "I must speak to you, Rey. You… you pierce my soul. I am half agony, half hope. Tell me that I am not too late.” He groans, runs his hands through his dark, silver-streaked hair, then refocuses his gaze on the holorecorder. “I offer myself to you again with a heart even more your own than when you almost broke it, eight and a half years ago. Do not say that man forgets sooner than woman, that his love has an earlier death."
Here the recording of Ben takes a deep breath, and looks down at something outside the holorecorder’s field of view. Perhaps at his hands, Rey manages to think, through the veil of shock and timid, fluttering hope. She wishes she were there with him, so she could take them in her own, and offer him the confidence to carry on.
But this is only a hologram, so she must wait. Eventually, when he looks up again, his features have settled. He looks… Fierce. Determined. Self-assured.
"I have loved none but you," he says.
19 Apr 2019
After Crait, Rey retreats to Jakku to grapple with her past... and her unwelcome attraction to Kylo Ren.
Kylo Ren was a monster. A murderer. So why couldn’t she stop thinking about him?
Rey was already a bad Jedi, so in the dark of the AT-AT that had sheltered her during her vulnerable years, she gave in to the allure of the fantasy. Kylo Ren’s tall frame and big hands, his dark hair and hungry eyes. His desperation as he’d said “Please.” The sheer size of him, combined with the peek at his vulnerabilities she’d gotten from this strange, antagonistic Force bond.
As if she’d summoned him, his consciousness brushed against her own, dark and tempting.
You hate me, he said in her mind.
There wasn’t a word to encompass how she felt about him. Yes, she agreed, ignoring the twinge of guilt.