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I see the island. by reygrets
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
20 Oct 2019
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Doing anything in the name of science had been her creed.
Or; Rey gives herself over to the darkside for a pair of pretty eyes, and eight tentacled limbs.
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20 Jan 2021
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you'll always be my favorite ghost by reygrets
Fandoms: Star Wars - All Media Types, Star Wars Sequel Trilogy
26 Oct 2019
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He’s never gentle, this beast that refuses to pull out or away; but in moments like this; Rey catching her breath with dark eyes trained to his, she finds some bastardized god in him, and worships piously at his altar.
Or; demon horn fucking smut one shot.
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20 Jan 2021
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Rey Niima wasn’t your typical young woman. She looked like the average mortal, but behind the facade there was a power that lived within. One that took years to hone. Rey Niima was a witch. One that had fallen in love with a mortal. Someone she would surely outlive. Witches aged at a different rate than mortals. Her lover would grow old while Rey stayed young. The thought alone made her heart ache.
She didn’t want to watch him grow old and pass on while she remained on this earth. She wanted to keep him— forever. If only it was within her powers.
Because if anybody was worth it, it was Benjamin Solo. The mortal man with the warm brown eyes and kind smile had stolen Rey’s heart. She felt like he possessed part of her soul. A life without Ben wasn’t a life worth living.
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20 Jan 2021
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The Sun, the Moon, the Stars All Bear My Seal by Dardarot
Fandoms: Star Wars Sequel Trilogy, Star Wars - All Media Types
31 Oct 2018
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“I am Rey of Jakku, Warrior of Light, Slayer of Demons,” she sets her sword alight and burns her face and the gatekeeper’s in holy blue fire. “Give word to Kylo Ren that I have arrived.”
“The Prince,” a whisper. “The Prince?” a gasp. “The Prince,” an offence.
“Yes, the Prince,” she drags the dress behind her. “Give word to the Prince that his bride has arrived.”
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20 Jan 2021
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“In the space for uncertainty, there is hope for River.”
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18 Jan 2021